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Voice Acting

2009.09.27 07:33 TheChillaxer Voice Acting

A place for voice actors and voiceover artists to share information, experiences, and to celebrate the craft. PLEASE OH PLEASE read the rules before posting. Unpaid requests, and those who respond to them earn a 30-day ban. No advertising or offering services is permitted. User accounts must be at least four days old and have a total karma greater than 5 in order to post and make comments. Awarder karma doesn't count.
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2009.03.05 14:54 jrobelen Broadway

A place to discuss all things Broadway as well as other plays and musicals! Please note, this sub does not allow any bootleg or sales posts/requests. Violating this rule may subject you to a permanent ban with no additional warning.
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2011.04.10 21:18 Regular Show

The Reddit home of Regular Show fanart, discussion and more.
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2023.06.10 23:12 SirenSongAllure 27F EU / NA Looking to find mature, long-term friends and gamers to play with and hang out in voice chat :)

I love life and meeting new people! I'm very down to earth and bubbly, easy to talk to, and a great listener. Dislike drama and negativity. Outside of gaming, I love traveling, fitness, the outdoors, art, dancing, and just simple things in life.
I would love to find mature friends around my age or older. I use Discord voice chat when I play and/or getting to know somebody. Ideally, you have at least decent communication skills. I'm open-minded and can talk pretty much about anything and everything :)
Games I enjoy - WoW Classic, Ark Survival, Conan Exiles and I have other games on Steam I haven't played yet and want to try, like DayZ and Scum - if you have experience in these two and wouldn't mind showing me the ropes, even better :) Open to suggestions as well.
Please don't hesitate to message me and tell me a little bit about yourself :)
I value long-lasting friendships and I'm excited to see who I meet!
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2023.06.10 23:11 USABaldEagle Hotspot Usage

Is anyone else’s hotspot usage showing almost the same as your regular data usage when you haven’t used hotspot or know you’ve used less than your regular data? My app is a hot mess to say the least and it shows I’ve used almost the exact same amount of hotspot as I have regular cellular data. Really getting annoyed. They opened a ticket and told 48-72 hours.
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2023.06.10 23:10 Saint-Andros Out of Our Elements A NoP FanFic 6

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Lots of thanks to u/Killsode-slugcat for helping me work through this chapter with editing.
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Memory transcription subject: Tevri, Venlil Romanticist
Date [standardized human time]: August 11, 2137
With eyes still closed, I stretched my legs and arms, paws pushing up against the inside of my sleeping bag. A sigh of contentment escaped my mouth.
I let the world in—light falling down in shafts that struck my still-waking eyes. No trees were around to provide cover from the rising sun that hung low in the east. The sounds of life surrounded me, occasionally being broken up by particularly strong gusts as well as a hint of something else.
My head turned to that hint, who still slept somewhat soundly off to my side. Last night Jack had set up his own sleeping bag less than an arm’s length from my own, citing our lack of a fire as the reason to gather closer to each other.
He tossed and turned, occasionally, muttering incoherently. At least he’s found some rest. After carrying me for over half of yesterday, he had certainly earned it.
It was actually quite surprising how well he had managed it all. His slim build compared to other humans that I had seen was betrayed by a hidden strength and incredible endurance. I suppose millions of years of evolution tends to allow such a thing.
Some part of me still felt bitter about what he had done the night prior to our last, but it was clear to me that his apology was sincere. I gave a quiet snort. He probably wouldn’t have carried you on your shoulders if he wasn’t at least somewhat sorry.
The covers of my too-big bag were thrown off and I sat up, holding my knocked knees with my paws.
Rocky rolling hills with low-grown shoots of grass lightly waved towards me. The nearby mountain range looked down upon us with its well-kept snow despite the summer season. Even three days of standing beneath them didn’t eliminate their wondrously looming presence.
I reached over to my nearby pack and grabbed my pen and journal. I clung to every thought that passed its way through my mind, marking them down the old fashioned way. There was something special about writing my feelings down on something physical rather than some pad or computer. It felt real in comparison to the alternative.
It was incredible to me how one of, if not the most dangerous planet to be found within known space was simultaneously one of the most fantastically beautiful worlds I ever had the pleasure of setting foot on. What a travesty it would have been had the federation actually managed to glass the biosphere. Ironically it had been the Arxur that prevented such a disastrous outcome. Those same savages had…
“Gah!”
Jack shot upright from where he had lain. He heaved harsh breaths, chest rising and falling as though he had just sprinted up the incline of a hill. I looked on with alarm, but didn’t think to disrupt the startled man. His eyes stared down at the dirt in front of him as he hung his hands between his legs.
“You okay?” I asked. He whipped to look at me like he had forgotten I was there. Slowly, he turned back to face the dirt. “Yeah. Yeah, I’m fine.” He took a curt sniff and ran his hands across his face as he took a deep sigh.
He was lying.
The restless sleep, the violent rise into consciousness, the obvious distress within those wild eyes—all signs of nightmares. It had been years now since I last worried about such things, but I knew all too well how difficult they were to deal with.
A thought, as intrusive as it was unwelcome, pushed its way through the crowded thoughts of my mind, forcing my heart to skip a beat. What would be enough to scare a predator—human—to scare a human within their dreams? Instantly, I shoved it back from wherever it had come. He needs you right now, just like how you needed her.
I gently crawled over to the distraught man and set a paw on an arm while he leaned forward. At my touch, he turned his head towards me, staring with those forward-facing eyes. “Are you sure you’re okay?” I asked.
A slight snarl of a smile crossed his face, but no answer came. Jack stood up and stretched his arms outward, leaning back and forth.
“C’mon, let's pack up and head out. S’always good to start out early.” He extended a hand down to me where I sat still. How could he just brush something so terrifying off so easily? My tail flicked absently I guess they always have been a rather resilient species. Why should they be any different mentally? I relented to his proposal, grabbing his hand and allowing him to pull me upright.
Breakfast—much like last night’s meal—consisted of dry pre-prepped rations. Without surrounding trees from which drywood could be scavenged, we were left fireless. The ‘breakfast bars’ as Jack called them were a sufficient substitute for warm food. Every meal with the human increased my interest in the cuisine of his species. I hadn’t imagined it would all be so wonderfully varied and delicious.
The bar itself was chewy, made of oats, filled with dried fruits and sweetened by sugar. Each bite gave a satisfying crunch as my taste buds reveled in the impeccably delightful taste.
After hydrating and filling ourselves with calories, we set off once more on the trail.
This time, I was actually able to walk properly, though less than an hour after we departed, I was left wishing that Jack could scare me sleepless again—that way I could guilt him into carrying me.
While we continued, I walked without thinking much about the placement of my paws. I worried for my human friend. His mind was clearly plagued by something terrible, but the answer of what continued to evade me. The only lead I had were my own experiences, and in chasing that lead, my mind wandered back to the past.
As I was dragged from our home without protest, Devra lambasted our parents. Velnik cowered to the side as he watched the ordeal, helpless with widened eyes. Dad practically had to peel my sister away from mom as I was shoved into our vehicle. The echo of her shouts faded away.
It was the first time my parents admitted me for predator disease screenings.
An iron grip held my hand and led me forward through the stark featureless halls of the facility. A glance over my shoulder revealed my parents walking along. They dared not to risk a look in my direction. Tears welled at the edge of my eyes as the echoes of distant screams shocked my ears and flooded my brain with fear-chemicals.
My tail wrapped around my body and my ears bent towards the ground. Why did they want to throw me in here with the monsters? All I did was explore.
The facility worker threw me in a chair within a purely white room other than the single large black wall. From the ceiling hung a projector that faced one of the three white surfaces. After the worker left, my eyes floated through the room, narrowing at a sight that practically screamed of its existence. Dark lines were scrawled into the furthest corner of the sterile chamber.
I didn’t have the time to think about its implications when the screen clicked on and the lights dimmed, enhancing the image before me.
The metal chair fell backward with me in it, creating a resounding clang that bounded back and forth across the walls.
My hands slipped and slid across the slick floor, carrying my body backwards. This scramble led the wall to smash against my back. Without a thought, my claws joined the countless other marks of those who had come before me.
A towering, onyx-shaded visage of the malevolent beast prowled beyond the edge of my vision, obscured by tears of terror that practically blinded me. The blood-orange eyes glowed greedily and its mouth was stuck in a perpetual snarl. Viscera of a horrifically familiar color dribbled down its chin from where the meat was in the Arxur’s razor-sharp teeth.
With a click, the sanguine show moved forward to yet another horrific display. Another click. Another. One more. Click. Click. Click. Silence.
My eyes were as raw as my bloodied paws. Their scraping and scrabbling joined me with the other souls who had faced this same experience. When the lights flicked on and the worker came back to collect me, I curled up trying and failing to back away. She stood me up, patting me down before pulling me from the room. Everything was a collective white blur, compressed into a single moment of unfocused voices until I heard the vehicle’s door slam.
The ride home was silent as I leaned my head against the padded surface of my seat. Shallow breaths rose and fell from my chest while Mom and Dad stared ahead. They hadn’t looked at me once since we left the facility—or even talked to me—since we left the facility.
Among the many questions I had, one clung to the surface of my mind before being swallowed by its sea of screams. Why?
When at last we arrived at home, I barely even noticed. Only when the door to the passenger cabin flung open did I somewhat rise from my stupor. A sudden surprise wrapped around me and pulled me from the car, dragging away from my supposed guardians.
In an instant, I was rushed to my room and placed upon the familiar comfort of my bed before being coated by two layers of warmth; one was the plush cloth of a blanket and the other the fluffy warmth of my sister’s fur. “It’s ok, Tev. You’re home. You’re safe.” My empty eyes had no tears left to give, so Devra lent me hers.
You’re home. You’re safe.
“Tev? Tevri?”
My repeated name yanked me from the memory. Ugh, I’ve got to stop wandering off like that.
“You in there sheep?”
With a grumble, I responded. “I told you to stop calling me that.”
Jack uttered a mischievous chuckle. “C’mon, let's get over this next hill then break for lunch. Sure seems you could use a rest.” Despite it going unnoticed moments prior, I now felt my heart pumping hard and each breath heaved just as harshly. A short break will probably do me some good.
Together, we crested the hilltop and sat down both our packs and ourselves. I greedily lapped up water from my bottle while the man beside me calmly took several swigs from his own canteen. The food he grabbed was a pair of packaged items that he called ‘pasta salad.’
The small noodles were coated in a layer of creamy sauce and mixed with a variety of colorful vegetables that I didn’t recognize, but just like everything else cooked up by these humans, it was delicious. The sweet, creamy sauce contrasted nicely with the savory taste of the noodles and the soft texture of the pasta paired with the lovely crunch of the vegetables made for a wonderful meal.
As I munched on my food, the wind lazily played with my tail. My heart drummed onward, steadying into an agreeable rhythm before finally, my breathing leveled out.
A field of purple flowers greeted us, climbing and falling with the rolling land. Down below us was the river we had loosely followed, bordered by nondescript bunches of shrubbery. Rapid white waters splashed up and against rocks, breaking the flow and sending up spray.
When together we finished our food, we sat there, enjoying the world around us. “So, Tevri,” as Jack spoke, I met his forward eyes, “we’ve been out here for two days now and I still know next to nothing about you. Why don’t you tell me a bit more ‘bout yourself.”
The sudden question caught me by surprise, but I tried my best to answer anyway. “There isn’t much to tell. I write stories and poetry about the nature of worlds I’ve visited.”
“Well, you must be one hell of a writer to throw around money like you do.”
At the compliment, I felt a rush of warmth to my face. “I—”
Jack’s calm demeanor became one of surprise in an instant. “Is your face ‘sposed to do that?” A pair of my paws clapped to my face, trying and failing to hide the spreading orange.
“Y-yes!” I squeaked. “It’s p-perfectly fine.”
“Huh, right.” He didn’t sound convinced in the slightest. “Well, uh, what about your family? You’ve met mine already, why don’t you tell me about yours?”
Just as the orange began to fade away, a shroud of mist met my eyes and my voice sunk with my ears. “I’d rather not.” The whiplash of jumping from a sense of contentment, to embarrassment, to sad longing was jarring to say the least.
“Ah.” He held his silence for a moment, allowing the blowing breeze and the distant rush of water to fill the space between.
“I’m sorry.”
“S-sorry? Sorry for what?”
Jack gave a huff. “You know it's funny really. You Venlil, us Humans. I never really saw it before, but even just a few days around you, it’s shown me just how similar our people really are.”
Again, wind and water.
“If it means anything, I’ve felt your loss.”
What?! How does he know? How could he possibly know?
He must have picked up my confusion before he responded. “After the battle of Earth I got used to hearing that answer of yours.”
Oh.
Jack rose, swinging his pack around his shoulders. “C’mon sheep, sun’s not getting any higher. Let's get going.”
“YOU—!” The dour mood was immediately washed away by my guide’s hearty laughter. Again with the emotional whiplash.
It was amazing how easily he managed to do that. Try as I might, I couldn’t stay mad at him. As I shook my head, I followed my guide’s motions and grabbed my bag to join him.
For a while we walked quietly, but once again, Jack tried to strike up a conversation. “So, you mentioned you’ve visited other worlds. What were they like?”
I gave the human equivalent of a shrug with my tail. “Some were better than others, but for the most part, they were quite beautiful.”
“You have any favorites?”
My ears perked up. “Oh yes! The sky cities of Nishtal were incredible. Dwelling among the clouds, it was a rather uplifting experience.” Jack groaned with a smile still on his face.
“That might be one of the worst puns I’ve ever heard.” In response, I simply chuckled.
“Nishtal, huh?” The smile on his face faded. “That’s the world of feathered sacks-of-shit, right?”
“What? The Krakotl? Don’t be dense now, they aren’t all that bad.”
Jack scoffed. “That’s easy for you to say. They didn’t try to wipe the Venlil from existence.”
“If they succeeded during the battle of earth, they very well could have. Not that it matters anymore. Nishtal’s skies are clouded by the ash of their once-lush swamps and their cities have been plucked from the skies. Their world died.”
Jack gave a gruff grunt. “What goes around comes around I guess.”
I was genuinely shocked at what I heard. The anger that began to bubble within me was not the same lighthearted stuff from earlier. “How can you say something like that?”
“They brought it upon themselves,” he barked.
“That bastard Kalsim was the one who brought destruction to his people and you know it. Billions of Krakotl were killed or captured by betterment. Can you honestly tell me, or even yourself, that any species deserves such a fate?”
Silence.
“No. No I guess I can’t” Mentally, I gave a sigh of relief.
With my tail, I gave him a gentle flick. “The Krakotl are functionally endangered now, you know? They may have killed a billion humans, but for each life taken, tens of their own were paid.”
My voice began to choke. “I had—have—friends among the Krakotl. If you think that the mourning you humans experienced was harsh, I just want you to think; how would you feel if less than a percent of your people survived death or capture”
These words of mine were followed by an air of silence. I wasn’t sure what it was exactly, but something I had said clearly struck a chord with the man. Unlike me, Jack seemed to ground himself in reality, but for the first time since I met him, his distant unfocused eyes made it clear enough that his mind was elsewhere.
The remainder of the day flew by beneath this same blanket of silence.
We passed from the wide grassy knolls into a sparse forest that was more brush than tree. The trail led beneath their branches and through the tall shrubbery, rarely veering one way or the other.
When we eventually stopped to make camp for the evening, the sun was still slightly above the horizon. The campsite was similar to the one we had stopped at on our first day. An old steel fire-pit was set in the middle and a steel food container lay to the side.
Even as we set up, the cold quiet remained.
Progress was slow. Jack usually did the majority of the work, but tonight, his movements were taken with less purpose than I was used to. More than once, his hands fumbled, dropping something only for him to robotically reach down and pick it up again.
Once he did finally unpack his belongings, he left to find wood for the fire. At least this time, I found myself less frightened than when he had last done so. The deafening silence of my thoughts was more disconcerting than the idea of any hunters prowling nearby.
Whatever I had said, it didn’t just strike a chord. No, this had shaken him. Not even those nightmares of his had affected him this deeply.
In much the same way that I hadn’t wanted to talk about my own family, it was clear that whatever this was, he had no desire to elaborate further. I did find it odd however that only after mentioning the near-annihilation of the Krakotl did he seem to change. Perhaps it had to do with whoever he had lost? If this was the case, then I couldn’t fully blame him for his hatred towards the Krakotl. Grief is a powerful accelerant for the fires of rage.
On the other paw, my poor heart broke for the poor avians. So many lost. So few left. When the news had arrived back on Venlil prime, I devoted every moment possible to comforting my grieving friends; to Dualo, Oqui, Icatl and Haiula.
For some though, the grief of their new reality was too strong. Several of my dear friends had been unable to overcome that grief. My ears fell and my head bowed. If nobody else would remember them, I would ensure I never forgot them. They deserved that much.
Despite the clouds looming over my mind, my ears perked up at the sound of footfalls and I turned to see a bundle beneath Jack’s arms. Minutes later, a brilliant blaze burned before us.
It felt good to have a fire again. The protective warmth felt like a familiar embrace. From my pack, I grabbed the same blanket my guide had lent me the day before and wrapped it across my body.
While I found myself shrouded in comfort, Jack prepared our food above the pit. It was yet another warm meal of packaged food. The smell of spice wafted up to the tips of my taste buds as he stirred it about with a metal ladle.
The clink of utensils against our metal bowls rose above the crackling flames. Their sun still peeked out from behind the trees, though soon enough, it fell and with it, came the night’s chill.
Countless stars that you simply didn’t get to see on Venlil Prime appeared in the night sky. A glance told me that I wasn’t the only one impressed by their appearance. My wide field of vision managed to capture nearly the entire sky. I wonder, which of those stars is home?
A gust of wind blew by sending shivers down my spine. The effect of the Wendigo’s story hadn’t been completely lost on me, but the terror it inspired had at least died down to a manageable amount. Staying near to Jack certainly helped.
Speaking of him, I’d had enough of this silence.
“Hey Jack, how would you like to hear a campfire story?” I asked, tossing aside the quiet that had covered.
“Hmph. A promise is a promise. Didn’t really have a fire last night to tell a story ‘round did we. Guess it’s only fair to give you a chance.”
My tail gave a flick of excitement at his agreeance. “I must warn you, this is a bit less of a story and more of a poem. It’s one of the last few that I wrote before my travels across the Federation ended. It isn’t quite as long of a tale as that Wendigo story you told me, but it means a lot to me.
Jack gave a thoughtful nod. “Very well, I call this poem ‘The Wandrer’s Curse.’”
“Across the stars we wandrers go,
not caring much for threat or foes,
The skies we see are not our own,
But from them wonder’s always shown.
From Nishtal’s clear and crystal skies,
To Fahl where golden deserts lie,
And ‘cross the cradle’s fruitful lands,
Our own horizons do expand.
It is amidst these very sights,
That we the wandrers oft delight,
For friends we seek and friends we find,
Across the worlds of species kind.
Thru mountains, oceans and the woods,
Where those long past once walked and stood,
The wandrers seek to find the past;
A simpler time, no clouds o’er cast.
Despite the friends which we have made,
The clouds above us cast their shade,
Upon the surface of our minds,
And seek our hearts with chains to bind.
It is our lot to flee from pain,
Brought on by smashing, lashing rains.
Til weary broken and undone,
We fall with legs which fail to run.
But such is life—that beautiful thing,
That brings one joy and suff’ring.
So with this final cloudless verse,
Remember thee, the wandrer’s curse.”
At the end of my poem, the crackling fire picked up where my words left off. My eyes raised to the heavens once more and I realized just how wonderful this life was. There was something truly sublime about existing right here during this exact moment; under the stars, surrounded by trees the whistling, beside a warm fire that staved off the cold.
Sharing it with Jack made it that much better.
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2023.06.10 23:10 7upandsherbet In solidarity with other subreddits, r/Chicano will be going private June 12-14. In the meantime, you can still participate in the sub's discord.

Chicano will be joining the blackout on June 12-14, 2023, in solidarity with 3500+ subreddits.
As many of you are already aware, Reddit has announced significant changes to their API, the tool that allows third-party apps to interact with Reddit's platform that will have a serious impact to many users. There is currently a planned protest across hundreds of subreddits to black out on June 12th.
Third Party Reddit apps (such as Apollo, Reddit is Fun, Sync, and others) are going to become significantly more expensive for their developers to run, which will in turn either kill the apps, or result in a monthly fee to the users if they choose to use one of those apps to browse. Put simply, each request to Reddit within these mobile apps will cost the developer money. The developers of Apollo were quoted around $2 million per month for the current rate of usage. The only way for these apps to continue to be viable for the developer is if you (the user) pay a monthly fee, and realistically, this is most likely going to just outright kill them. Put simply: If you use a third party app to browse Reddit, you will most likely no longer be able to do so, or be charged a monthly fee to keep it viable. Apollo, Reddit is Fun, Sync have announced that they will be shutting down June 30, 2023
This isn't only a problem on the user level: many subreddit moderators depend on tools only available outside the official app to keep their communities on-topic and spam-free.
As well, NSFW Content is no longer going to be available in the API. This means that, even if 3rd party apps continue to survive, or even if you pay a fee to use a 3rd party app, you will not be able to access NSFW content on it. You will only be able to access it on the official Reddit app. Additionally, some service bots (such as video downloaders or maybe remindme bots) will not be able to access anything NSFW. In more major cases, it may become harder for moderators of NSFW subreddits to combat serious violations such as CSAM due to certain mod tools being restricted from accessing NSFW content.
Many users with visual impairments rely on 3rd-party applications in order to more easily interface with Reddit, as the official Reddit mobile app does not have robust support for visually-impaired users. Reddit is saying “non-commercial, accessibility-focused apps and tools will continue to have free access. We’re working with apps like RedReader and Dystopia and a few others to ensure they can continue to access the Data API.” RedReader granted non-commercial accessibility exemption
What can you do as a user?
What can you do as a moderator?
- Chicano Mod Team
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2023.06.10 23:09 Pleasant_Character28 SXSW 2018 Westworld Experience shootout

SXSW 2018 Westworld Experience shootout
I shot this at the SXSW Westworld experience a few years back, forgot I had it! I think you guys’ll dig it. They built a full-size Sweetwater in a town near Austin, and this was the shootout in the town square. There’s definitely better footage of the whole experience online, but this is my full capture of that scene. Such an amazing thing to get to participate in - the opportunity to visit a real life Westworld. The whole point was to talk to everyone in town, solve a puzzle, and find a hidden drone host. I’d never watched the show before but from that trip on, I was hooked. So well done by all the actors and storytellers involved.
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2023.06.10 23:09 Incognito_Mermaid r/bonjovi is joining the blackout on June 12th in protest of the upcoming API changes.

bonjovi will be joining in on the June 12th-14th protest of Reddit's API changes that will essentially kill all 3rd party Reddit apps.

As many of you are already aware, Reddit has announced significant changes to their API, the tool that allows third-party apps to interact with Reddit's platform that will have a serious impact to many users. There is currently a planned protest across hundreds of subreddits to black out on June 12th.
Third Party reddit apps (such as Apollo, Reddit is Fun, Sync, and others) are going to become significantly more expensive for their developers to run, which will in turn either kill the apps, or result in a monthly fee to the users if they choose to use one of those apps to browse. Put simply, each request to reddit within these mobile apps will cost the developer money. The developers of Apollo were quoted around $2 million per month for the current rate of usage. The only way for these apps to continue to be viable for the developer is if you (the user) pay a monthly fee, and realistically, this is most likely going to just outright kill them. Put simply: If you use a third party app to browse reddit, you will most likely no longer be able to do so, or be charged a monthly fee to keep it viable. Apollo, Reddit is Fun, Sync have announced that they will be shutting down June 30, 2023
This isn't only a problem on the user level: many subreddit moderators depend on tools only available outside the official app to keep their communities on-topic and spam-free.
As well, NSFW Content is no longer going to be available in the API. This means that, even if 3rd party apps continue to survive, or even if you pay a fee to use a 3rd party app, you will not be able to access NSFW content on it. You will only be able to access it on the official reddit app. Additionally, some service bots (such as video downloaders or maybe remindme bots) will not be able to access anything NSFW. In more major cases, it may become harder for moderators of NSFW subreddits to combat serious violations such as CSAM due to certain mod tools being restricted from accessing NSFW content.
Many users with visual impairments rely on 3rd-party applications in order to more easily interface with reddit, as the official reddit mobile app does not have robust support for visually-impaired users. Reddit is saying “non-commercial, accessibility-focused apps and tools will continue to have free access. We’re working with apps like RedReader and Dystopia and a few others to ensure they can continue to access the Data API.” RedReader granted non-commercial accessibility exemption

What can you do as a user?

What can you do as a moderator?

Thank you for your patience in the matter
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2023.06.10 23:03 CARDIMIN I wrote a poem ! ( kinda)

In regards to the recent anti- trans laws passed I decided to write a poem. I don’t really know it can be considered a poem because it doesn’t have what it seen as the structure of a poem, really. ( when I posted it to Reddit it changed the format also. That I had typed it in)So I don’t know what you would call it in particular. But I wanted to write something and came up with this. ( lol) I didn’t know where I should I put it, but wanted to share it. So I thought it might be a nice place to start.( This is my first post so I’m pretty new to all this) It’s called “The binary!” I hope you enjoy! (Sorry for the grammar)
THE BINARY I hate being trans sometimes But not in the way you think, I hate constantly being excluded in conversation, As it is like my existence is astray I am never even acknowledged, As my entire life is reduced to two options, One or the other, Black or white, To the parts that lie down below, To my presentation, My voice, My Hair, My body, Society, Social norms, Never recognizing intersectionality, Because of course it was how you were born, Because the binary always proceeds No less than two, no more, Because the binary always proceeds It fits us in tiny little cute boxes with a pink or blue bow. But for the ones who don’t fit exactly You better fit, You better fit, You better fit, You BETTER FIT, I hate being trans sometimes, But not in the way you think, I hate how I’m only an extension for one to spread their political views, I hate how I am the victim of one’s infatuation, I hate how I am the butt after every joke for the man to regurgitate from our sight, I hate how I have to make a mark to be recognized, As I’m the only one who has pronouns, a name and a body, But of course my Genitals are what you're more concerned with, not who I am, But as class is in session they split into two groups on either side, I was confused, wary, in a daze, Because no child should have to ask the question what about me?, Why I’m I not included, Why does everyone ignore my existence, Because no child should be told that their identity is a phase, That they are confused, crazy, or just gay, That they deserve less opportunities, to stay silent, and it will go away, Have no access to pay, or health care, No child should have to ask, Why am I different from everyone else, Is there something wrong with me because of the way I am, But You made yourself clear You don’t want us in your bathrooms , You don’t want us in your spaces, You don’t want us in your schools, Restaurants, stores, businesses, houses, streets, parks, You don’t WANT US TO EXIST Because the binary always persists, Forces us into a room one blue the other pink, And if you don’t fit exactly You better fit, Your better fit, You better fit, You better fit, You better fit, YOU BETTER FIT, My life decided by what lies in my pants, Called predators and groomers to children, Rights taken away by your command, Yet you stand, as finely packed lies lie about your fridge, But of course it just about the Children, What about the suicide and murder of trans kids, The lack of rights, Empathy, Reduction of space, Lack of safeness, Lack of acceptance, The homeless rate, But we’re the ones that should be ashamed, But there you stand in your bubble of hate, You made yourself clear with your silly laws and cognitive dissonance, As we lie fault to our own detriment, as we’re supposed to sit as willing participants, But you made you truth evident, You don’t want us in your rooms , grocery stores, clubs, schools, movies, relationships, sports games, businesses, in positions of power, ads, parades, concerts, award shows, YOU DON'T WANT US TO EXIST, BUT THE BINARY ALWAYS PERSISTS Forces us to choice what we’re assigned, Stuffing us tightly and if we don’t fit exactly, You better fit, Your better fit, You better fit, You better fit, You better fit, You better fit, YOU BETTER FIT, I hate being trans sometimes, Not because I hate myself, Because everyone hates me for being trans.
( Edit: I thought this would be nice to also post this in non-binary but I don’t know 100% for sure. So it anyone has any thoughts or feels I should it there also, or that you feel it doesn’t belong here in this particular subreddit, feel free to let me know!)
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2023.06.10 23:00 AutoModerator What is #VALZUBIRIAGENDA and some ideas and insights

The 3 basic parameters of hashtag #Valzubiriagenda:

  1. We artists and everyone else can write and self-publish art- and artist-related books: memoirs, biographies, art books and art catalogs. Books are forever. Pamphlets and brochures are not books.
  2. We announce a schedule of increasing prices of our art pieces, which includes quantities (scarcity numbers) per price point and overall (the total quantity of art pieces we might ever make). This helps art traders, art investors and art collectors speculate or even stop speculating and instead join a community of investors working together to hopefully skyrocket to the higher announced prices in a shorter span of time.
  3. We can use the NFT world, because NFTs provide the tracking (who owns what) and trading.
We can also not be involved with NFTs. Stores and individuals can help sell art using online presence and our catalogs in the stores. If this trends, or once this trends, even expensive art can be sold by neighboring businesses, without exclusivity. Commission systems do not have to be standardized. Art investors can produce their own catalogs to leave at the cafés. Even the cafés can produce their own catalogs.
Valzubiriagenda NFTs
NFTs only came about a few years ago. But I had been working on this since the 1990s. I wrote a book, Valzubiriagenda, along with fellow artist Silverio Perez, and released it in 2018 (Amazon and elsewhere), tackling everything related to #1 & #2. We'll come up with #3 in a later book/ memoi marketing book.
Any artist, including tangible artists can release 10,000 NFTs if the artist chooses to do so. For tangible artists, the NFT first becomes an Art Commission Contract for sight unseen, yet-to-be made art. Once the art is made, the NFT becomes proof of ownership that the actual, tangible art is theirs.
Warehousing our tangible art
Another related idea is that the tangible art may be warehoused by the artist so that the NFT traders continue to trade. This means that even 10-ton 10-foot tall sculptures can be owned and traded by anyone without worrying about shipping, reshipping, scratches, smudges, parts breaking off, etc. The newness of the pieces remain because they are stored by the artist, source, gallery, etc. The art piece gets shipped to the art collector, the ultimate owner.
An artist who makes ceramic coffee mugs - smaller art pieces, can release 10,000 NFTs with a schedule of increasing prices so that NFT traders can trade immediately. The 10,000 coffee mugs can get damaged, so as they are made, they continue to be stored by the artist, until the time when art collectors decide to have the art pieces shipped to them.
Why only now?
I decided to write as many book-length memoirs as I can before I came out to promote this.
I'm an artist and an author. Both need time to "master." I would not even fully use "master" on myself, because there's always something new, even to my own art, my own writing and publishing.
I am now claiming that I'm the visual artist who has produced the most artist memoirs in the world. I have 5 on Amazon. I count Valzubiriagenda as both a marketing book and a memoir-of-sorts, because it has a lot of my own life lessons on writing and publishing. I would not care to contest my claim of having the most memoirs. I will release 5 more over the next 3 years.
BARTER! Get help to write, photograph art and publish your books!
Anyone can hire 11 ghostwriters for 11 memoirs. If you can make art, but you cannot write, then barter your forever art with those who can help you produce forever books.
I don't feel the pressure of writing and publishing because I feel my focus should be on art students and art experts who would study my art and my books 100 years from now. Don't expect relatives and friends to read your books.
I call myself the Dollman
For my NFTs, I am proposing to make dioramas - my original, costumed, bejeweled porcelain dolls in backdrops that will also have precious metals and gemstones. This way I can incorporate precious metals and gemstones in my work, to make sure that people perceive my art as expensive, just in case I myself don't become "famous" - there's no need to get world famous. We are artists and all we need to do is to satisfy the art niche.
Use your laptop now!
I will encourage you to start writing your book-length memoir. Write, Edit and then Self-publish it. Get help. Why wait a hundred years for someone to write about you when all you need is a laptop and a nearby coffee shop.
Don't start counting chickens before the eggs hatch. I have encountered a lot of would-be writers who immediately see themselves as bestselling. world famous assets to society. Two even wanted me to sign NDAs (Nondisclosure agreements), because they did not want me to steal their book ideas.
Here's a suggestion. I would not personally do it. From one manuscript can come 2 books: The Original Draft (unedited, with misspellings, considered to be an art piece, scanned pages(?) of your handwritten original effort), and The Final Edition (edited).
PROVENANCE!
Another way to enhance our investability, tradability and collectability is PROVENANCE - how art ownership proceeds through time. The way this can be done is also through publishing books. Everyone can write their memoirs, biographies, art books and art catalogs, including traders, investors and art collectors. In effect, we artists can continue to be included or mentioned in even more books, without any additional effort by us.
You as an investor, reseller, trader, art collector should be able to publish a catalog with 250 works by 250 different artists, but they need to agree to this right from the start - it's your money, you should require them to follow your version of the hashtag #valzubiriagenda parameters, which preferably should include permission for you to publish their art. Why would you track down 250 artists later?
No exclusive contracts
If you're a café, you can call for artists, and come up with a book with for example, 30 artists, with a chapter devoted to each artist's profile and images of the artist's art.
You can distribute your catalogs to businesses and individuals near and far and online.
The book Valzubiriagenda even cites that funeral homes and janitors closets can sell art, with or without exclusivity. Airline catalogs can include million dollar art pieces. Car manufacturers, showrooms and even car repair shops can sell art as well. Everyone should be able to do this, anywhere in the world, especially not just because of the pandemic, but right now, we are in really bad economies.
What's with the name #Valzubiriagenda
I was into conspiracy theories in 2018, and this term, "The Mandela Effect," was popular. I had read many times that an artist coined the term, but I had to research online, for her name, many times, before remembering it. I'm not good at remembering names. It took me a year and a half to finally tell you that Fiona Broome coined "The Mandela Effect."
I also thought I might have to research trademarks and copyrights just to come up with a generic name. So I decided on "Valzubiriagenda." I was not really sure at first, but I decided to use it as the title for my book (with co-authoartist Silverio Perez) so that there would be no turning back and I can move on.
Am I a FUTURIST?
Someone I recently met this May 2022 just called me a futurist.
In the 1990s, I proposed to a pension fund that they can raise billions of dollars, especially for emergencies, or as needed, or out of desperation, if the pension fund purchases a quantity of art from an artist who not only has a current, reasonable price, but an announced future price that the artist wants to reach.
That future price would obviously be higher than the current price. The art commission contract for multiple art pieces can be taken to the fund's financial lender for a loan. The higher future price can be used for financing purposes.
The pension fund's treasurer, a publicly elected official, said this idea might work, but we had to keep this a secret and discuss this some more, because other pension funds might copy and do this prematurely. This idea had to come from the two of us. The treasurer needed his votes and I needed credentials.
Added into the pot was my idea that I, as the artist, will also write one book-length artist memoir. This was and still is a strong factor, because the leadership and marketing books I had read then mentioned a strong tip. If you want to advance in your field, write a full-length book that is related to the field.
Unfortunately, the elected official, the treasurer of the pension fund, who was also a friend, passed away - he was old and had ailments. At that point in time, I cannot just approach another pension fund treasurer to share this idea with.
I realized I had to write a few memoirs. I needed to set an example for other artists, so I needed to write more than one memoir. Then I felt I should also make ready another book - the how-to of what I'm up to. I wrote Valzubiriagenda, which was a memoir of sorts. I knew how long it would take me to write a book, so I had to make sure I can also consider this book a memoir.
In 2008, I imagined that someone like Bernie Madoff, or a fund like Lehman Brothers, would be desperate enough to use this to save themselves and their companies. I was not ready. I had only written 1 manuscript for a memoir.
In 2012, I released Dollman the Musical, A Memoir of an Artist as a Dollmaker. Once again, I was not ready because writing it depressed me a little, and I knew I had to write more.
In 2014, I released 3 memoirs, and re-released Dollman the Musical. Besides releasing regular books, I released special editions of the 4 books, which had a "Special Secret Insert for Bankers," which explains my ideas of an announced schedule of exponentially increasing prices, to satisfy investors, and the publication of artist memoirs, to satisfy art collectors.
In 2014, I also issued out a press release. Google "Can Billion Dollar Artist Save Investors and World Economy Valentino Zubiri PRWeb August 19 2014" and you will see the press release.
What I did was stake a claim on my ideas. I did not promote my books and the press release. I just wanted them to stay online, like a sleeping giant or a dormant volcano. I even designed 3 of the book covers to look like indie books from the 1980s. I was planting the seeds, thinking they will eventually grow and bear fruit in the future.
In 2015, I was interviewed by Richard Syrett, about one of my memoirs, Hocus Pocus Lately. This book is my memoir with paranormal stories. I could have pursued promoting my paranormal stories, but I wanted to be known first as a visual artist and memoirist, so I allowed myself one interview related to Hocus Pocus Lately. Richard Syrett has(had?) his own syndicated radio show, The Conspiracy Show with Richard Syrett, about the paranormal. He also guest hosts on Coast to Coast AM, another internationally syndicated show about the paranormal.
In 2018, I released Valzubiriagenda (co-authored by artist Silverio Perez, a fellow artist). Finally, this book is "the how-to of what I'm to."
I'm going to end this with some strangeness. In 1986, a lady at a religious gathering went into a trance and left a good number of messages. Supposedly, anyone who got into a trance would have messages, but once the trance was over, the person would not remember what was said.
I was not part of the group, but the lady turned her head to face me. She "foretold" that whatever I would decide to do in the future, it will take time, but it will be the right thing. This is one of my stories in one of my memoirs, Hocus Pocus Lately.
The Tulipmania of 1634-37
I discovered that there was this incident of rare tulips becoming collectible during the Dutch Golden Age. There were tulips so rare and so well-desired that their prices equaled to that of a house. You can read more about this online (Wikipedia) or watch a few YouTube videos about it.
Here is the most useful idea that I gleaned from the Tulipmania. The tulip bulbs remained safe inside nurseries. The traders were carrying the deeds of ownership to the tulip bulbs.
Then NFTs came to the forefront
I started learning PHP, an HTML scripting language, and MySQL, the database that PHP can connect to in the background, in 1999, when there were only 3 books about PHP and MySQL at the bookstores.
By 2014, I was trying to figure out how to make the "ledger," or database that can be used to update ownership and who can be contacted. If we are trading art, then the art ownership should be updated.
Then NFTs came about. This can be used as our ledger. Everyone can immediately trade NFTs of future, yet-to-be made art pieces, especially because it takes time to make tangible art.
NFTs actually went a step ahead, by allowing digital art to be traded.
The only setback with NFTs, in my opinion, is that it still lacks a commission system for resellers and representatives.
For example, if a café wants to represent me, then they can promote me at their café and on their online pages. If I make one piece of art that will be exclusively represented by a gallery, then that commission will be different and more specific. As ownership is transferred, the subsequent owners should be able to reset the commission. We should also have the option of giving commissions to hundreds of representatives at one time with different percentages if need be.
The recent crypto crash
Lately, we have observed that NFTs and cryptocurrencies have been behaving like the stock market and other markets. They have been fluctuating.
I believe that it is time for a trend which discourages fluctuation of prices.
I have also seen YouTube videos where social influencers are encouraging us to be on the lookout for exponentially profitable ventures, because we have all seen this happen with the exponential increase of Bitcoin and Ethereum.
Let's see if #Valzubiriagenda trends
We can announce present and future art prices. The galleries won't do this (yet?) because they follow a more traditional approach to the business of art.
We have a choice of using incrementally or exponentially increasing prices. We still reserve the right to change things in the future, so everyone should know to follow the latest update.
If this trends, if you as an artist simply announces that you will write an artist memoir, or that you will include the future works in future art books, you might have more art traders, investors and collectors approaching you.
Get your pen, paper and calculator
Imagine yourself as an artist, where you are right now. Let's just say you still do not have a book about yourself and your art yet. Imagine now that you have a memoir out there. Don't you think it makes sense to charge more than what you are charging now? Writing and publishing books is just the beginning. I'm just standardizing this approach. The books also say to do other related projects. In my case, getting Dollman the Musical onstage is one idea. You will have other related projects, but the publication of memoirs, biographies, art books and art catalogs will help all of us.
You can also imagine that a law firm that has meeting rooms, with someone who wants to form a local #valzubiriagenda group, can have meetings. A local café can do the same. Local photographers for your art, writers, editors, book designers, proofreaders and others can join in.
I suggest have printed books to share. 15 copies of your memoir or art books will be better than an e-reader or laptop or your phone to show. These gadgets can be stolen, sabotaged, broken, have coffee spilled on them, etc. 15 printed books means simultaneously showing to 15 people. You can even give them away to potential resellers, investors, traders and collectors.
When it rains, it pours, as in the days of Noah
There's a saying, "When it rains, it pours." There is a negative interpretation and a positive interpretation.
Negative: When trouble comes, they cascade to even more.
Positive: When opportunity comes knocking, more follow suit. We can assume that if one gets our art because of #valzubiriagenda, more want to do it now, because of the rising prices, and FOMO - fear of missing out. What will they lose if they miss the boat?
As I have said earlier, if the #valzubiriagenda trends, if you announce a future memoir or art catalog, you might have an increase of investors, traders and art collectors who would want to check you out. You might encourage more sales. Just remember to write and publish that memoir and art catalog.
There's this saying, "As in the days of Noah." Imagine Noah, building his ark, with members of his own family, putting all his time and effort into it. Noah was a nice guy. I'm sure every once in a while a neighbor offered him coffee, or chai latte, or whatever refreshing drink they might have back then.
Here's the lesson to be learned. Just because they offered him some type of bubble tea drink, or coca cola, they still didn't make it to the ark. Rubbing shoulders with actors does not make you an actor. I have told my artist friends to write their memoirs. They told me that once they see me succeed, after all these many years of seeing my seemingly useless efforts, then they will write their memoirs and follow the road that I had paved for them.
Good luck to them, but if I were you, act now, get my art or make art. Support the 5-year old artist whose parent promised to release a comprehensive art catalog. If you get that 5-year old's art, and mine, I would be honored to be in the same art catalog that you will produce. I'm already successful at that point. You have gotten the mission just right.
I have already claimed to have written the most book-length artist memoirs in the world. Dethrone that claim. Barter. Use ghostwriters. Success to me means facing God one day and saying, I wrote my memoirs and left the world a legacy of books and art. I will not tell God, smiling and proudly, that I encouraged a run for my art by announcing a schedule of exponentially increasing prices that reached 9 figures. I'm sure God knows we had fun.

JOIN THIS GROUP

If you want to try out #valzubiriagenda, in any capacity, join this group. Let others know about this group as well.
If you are an artist, you can let everyone know here that you will produce your memoir, art catalogs, etc. It's okay if you don't know how to go about publishing yet, I will discuss this. Please be honorable enough to produce what you promise to produce.
If you want to meet fellow artists, investors, resellers, etc., join us here.
If you are a book writer, editor, proofreader; if you can photograph art pieces; if you are a book designer, etc., join us here. Let us know if you charge, barter for art, or both.
If you have your own tips and knowledge to share, join us here.
If you have underaged artists you are managing (parents, etc.) join us here.
Join this group if you want to sell works. Post your works. You web links. I'm sure I will.
You can announce meetings in your area. You might have meeting rooms, a café, restaurant, etc. where people can meet. In the future, you can have the regular show and tell, where books can be shown and shared.

Thanks for reading. Please let me know if I need to edit some parts. Please share and join this group. - Valentino Zubiri, Dollman, Artist, Memoirist
Underaged artists are welcome here, so please be mindful of your language. We cannot post your adult-oriented art pieces, but you can direct us to a separate page or community. There will be limits to your posts, and there will be adult-oriented art that we cannot allow to be posted.
Thanks for reading. Please let me know if I need to edit some parts. Please share and join this group. - Valentino Zubiri, Dollman, artist & memoirist
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2023.06.10 22:59 stlatos Greek pt-, Armenian y-, PIE *py-

In Greek, many words traditionally reconstructed with *p- optionally show pt- (ptólis \ pólis ‘city’; ptólemos \ pólemos ‘war’). This is obviously not regular, no matter the cause, and since it’s already accepted that *py regularly became pt between vowels, the same change at the beginning of a word seems very likely. Currently, so words are reconstructed with PIE *py- so this does not contradict any correspondences and it would not require any shifting, merely addition. Why isn’t *py- already a part of Indo-European, if needed to explain an irregularity in a language as prominent and important for IE studies as Greek? It seems that not being completely regular is the main reason, though Greek and Armenian already show many such irregularities, often being explained as borrowing from older dialects, sometimes unattested dialects that still remain totally theoretical. Linguists sometimes prefer to say that this began at word boundaries: t#p > #pt when the previous word ended in -t. This is unlikely for many reasons: why relatively uncommon -t (and -d?)?, why not t#k > kt- also (no ex.)?, why not many more s#C > sC- in Greek if this was a common process? Most importantly, Greek is close to Armenian, so if a similar oddity exists there the same cause is more likely.

In Armenian, PIE *p- often seems to give y- (as in *ph2trwyo- > yawray ‘stepfather’, Greek patruiós; *pipleh1- ‘fill’ > Greek pímplēmi, Armenian yłp’anam (yLpHanam) ‘be filled to repletion / be overfilled’; *plh1u- > G. polús, Arm. yolov ‘many (people)’). Since p > y and p > pt make no sense, but py > py and py > pt do (since p > h \ 0 is known in Arm. and -py- > -pt- in G.), a change in reconstruction makes much more sense than looking for ways to force these unexplained *y’s to come from some other cause, having nothing to do with *p yet happening to converge on words that began with *p-. The change py- > p- in most IE, but in G. and Arm. optional py- > p-, then remaining py- > pt- in G., py- > fy- > hy- > y- in Arm., is orderly, not regular. This shared feature of Greek and Armenian would be evidence for linguists who believe they were closely related (they often share exact cognates) https://www.academia.edu/37962055 https://www.academia.edu/4197641

In the closely related Avestan language, h2 becoming both i and ǝ in *ph2tr- > p(i)tar- is irregular, and since both of these changes might be explained by *py- instead, perhaps *pyǝxter- would be better than *ph2tér-. That Arm. shows apparent p- > y- in words from the same root (yawray ‘stepfather’) makes consolidating the explanations for both a better solution. It is not just this one root, in *pleh1- \ *pelh1- ‘fill’ > ptólis / pólis ‘city’; *plh1u- > G. polús, Arm. yolov ‘many (people)’, derivatives show particular reflexes of *py-. There is no reason for oddities to randomly cluster around these same roots if they really began with *p- not *py-. In the same way, Balto-Slavic shows PIE syllabic *l to both il or ul for no apparent reason, so *pelh1- > Li. pilti , Arm. hełum ‘poufill’, _-yełc’ ‘full of _’ (in compounds) would allow *pyl- > pil- here. That these were old changes, not affixes, is seen in Arm. yolov ‘many (people)’, žołovurd ‘multitude’, in which y > ž does not happen in *en > y-, an explanation favored by some (Hrach Martirosyan, Alexis Manaster Ramer). Why would *en > y- attach to p- > 0- more often than others, happening to match pt- in G. from the same root?

This seems to extend to Tocharian as well. TA ypic / ywic ‘full’, TB īte ‘full’, once again an unexplained y- appears. An assimilation at a distance for y-t > y-t^ > y-c in TA might match y-d > y-y in https://www.reddit.com/usestlatos/comments/142wmpe/tocharian_y_j/ . If this root began with *p- in PIE, there would be no reason for y- (or -l- > 0). Since PIE *pleh1- ‘fill’, in Greek, Armenian, and Baltic all show irregular changes, it makes more sense for this root to be *pyel- ‘fill / full/many’, not a multitude of affixes that happened to attach to the same root, all causing palatalization. If *py- instead, a change of yl > l would work:
*pyǝlex^to- ‘filled / full’ > *plex^to- > Skt. prātá-, *flīθo- > Arm. li, *pylēto > *pyēto > *pyīte / *wyīte > TA ypic / ywic ‘full’, TB īte ‘full’
The change of *yl > *y in the onset is probably like *yn when denasalized: *x^nenk^-(i)sk^e- > L. nanciscor ‘get/reach/obtain’, *ylëksk- > TB yäks- ‘grasp/embrace/entangle’, etc. This intermediate stage would explain both. With no other ex. of *yeh > *yē, it is likely raising is regular in this environment. With the many other IE irregularities in ‘fill’, another one in Toch. from yet another separate cause would be too much.

Adding in a stage where VC correspond to syllabic C and h2 = x, h1 = x^, these would include:
*pyǝxter- > Av. p(i)tar- [*h > -i- unexpected in Iran.], Ku. yǝi
*pyǝxtrwyo- > Arm. yawray ‘stepfather’, Greek patruiós, Av. tūirya-
*syom-pyǝxtryo- > G. sumpatriṓtēs ‘fellow countryman’, *sumpitranga- > Av. suptiδarǝŋga- ‘(one) belonging to the same country’

*pyenkWe > OIr cóic, Arm. hing ‘5’
*pyenkWe-dk^omt()- > *yenxi:s^ond- > yisun ’50’

*pyilo- > G. ptílon / Doric psílon ‘plume/down/wing’, L. pilus ‘single hair on the body’
*pyilyo- > LB fem. *ptilyo-wessa ‘having a feather(-pattern??)’, G. ptílos ‘suffering from ptilosis (loss of eyelashes)’, psīlós ‘bare / stripped of haifeathers’

*pyolx^- > ON felmta ‘be frightened / tremble’, G. pállō ‘shake/brandish’, ptólemos / pólemos ‘war’

*pyix^won- > Skt. pīvan-, fem. pīvarī-, *pyehwrī > *yewri > Arm. yoyr -i- ‘fat’

*pyǝlǝtxu- > Av. pǝrǝθu-, Skt. pṛthú-, G. platús ‘broad/flat’, Arm. yałt` ‘wide / big / broad’, Ku. phelaŋ ‘flat’, E. field
*pyolǝ(t)xyo- > OCS polje ‘field’, Kh. noγ-pèti ‘new field’, Kv. *pulti > ptúl ‘cultivated field’, ptsí ‘measure for fields’

*pyelx^- > Li. pilti , Arm. hełum ‘poufill’, _-yełc’ ‘full of _’ (in compounds)
*pyǝlǝx^i- > G. ptólis / pólis ‘city’
*pyǝlǝx^u- > G. polús, Arm. yolov ‘many (people)’, žołovurd ‘multitude’
*pyi-pyǝleh1- > Skt. píprati ‘fill’, G. pímplēmi, Arm. yłp’anam ‘be filled to repletion / be overfilled’

*pyǝlex^to- ‘filled / full’ > *plex^to- > Skt. prātá-, *flīθo- > Arm. li, *pylēto > *pyēto > *pyīte / *wyīte > TA ypic / ywic ‘full’, TB īte ‘full’

So many cases of pt- / y- / -i- can not be explained in any other manner than *y existing in these. Seeing many cases of these in the same roots (ptólis / pólis, yolov : žołov-) makes any explanation besides an inherited *py with sound changes unlikely. There are 6 oddities alone in ‘fill’ above (if Baltic il vs. ul counts).

Alb Albanian
Arm Armenian
Aro Aromanian
Asm Assamese
Av Avestan
Bal Baluchi
Bac Bactrian
Be Bengali
Bg Bulgarian
Br Breton
Bu Burushaski
C Cornish
Cz Czech
E English
EArm Eastern Armenian
G Greek
Go Gothic
H Hittite
Hi Hindi
Is Ishkashimi
It Italian
K Kassite
Kd Kurdish
Kho Khotanese
Khw Khwarezmian
Ku Kusunda
L Latin
Li Lithuanian
Lt Latvian
M Mitanni
Mh Marathi
MArm Middle Armenian
MW Middle Welsh
NHG New High German
MHG Middle High German
OHG Old High German
OBg Old Bulgarian
OBr Old Breton
OCS Old Church Slavonic
OIc Old Icelandic
OIr Old Irish
OE Old English
ON Old Norse
OPr Old Prussian
OP Old Persian
MP Middle Persian
NP (New) Persian (Farsi)
Nw Norwegian
Os Ossetian
Ph Phrygian
Ps Pashto
R Russian
Ru Romanian\Rumanian
Sar Sarikoli
Shu Shughni
Skt Sanskrit
Sog Sogdian
TA Tocharian A
TB Tocharian B
W Welsh
Wx Wakhi

Gy Gypsy
Dv Domari \ Do:mva:ri:
Lv Lomavren
Rom Romani

Dardic Group
A Atshareetaá \ (older Palola < *Paaloolaá)
B Bangani
Ba bHaṭé-sa zíb \ Bhaṭeri
D Degaanó \ Degano
Dk Domaaki \ Domaá \ D.umaki
Dm Dameli
Gi Gultari
Id Indus Kohistani
Ka Kalam Kohistani \ Kalami \ Gawri \ Bashkarik
Kati
Kh Khowàr
Km Kashmiri
Ks Kalasha
KS Kundal Shahi
Kt ktívi kâtá vari
Kv Kâmvíri
Pl Paaluulaá
Pr Prasun
Ni Nišei-alâ
Np Nepali
Sa Saňu-vīri
Sh Shina
Ti Torwali
Wg Waigali \ Kalas.a-alâ

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2023.06.10 22:52 TheAllSeeingBeing The Amusement Park Incident

I don't usually write a lot, but there's something that has been weighing heavily on my mind, and I feel the need to share it. It happened when I was just thirteen years old, and although it occurred fairly recently, certain details of that incident still remain a hazy memory. Nevertheless, I'll do my best to recount the night that forever changed my life.
The amusement park, the only renowned one in our state, had recently opened its gates as the seasons transitioned into summer. For privacy reasons, I won't disclose the park's name or the ride where this unsettling event occurred. Typically, I visited the park once or twice a year with my friends, family, and occasionally my parents. We would roam around, indulge in tasty treats, and experience the thrill of the rides—just regular kid stuff. However, this particular visit was destined to make me swear off amusement parks for the rest of my days.
It was a chilly night, that mix of cold and warm, however the sky remained clear, which was all the confirmation my friends, Nick and Kaden, and I needed to ask our parents if we could go. Miraculously, they agreed, and in no time, we found ourselves being dropped off at the park's entrance, brimming with excitement, ready to immerse ourselves in the vibrant, thrilling attractions. Among them, there was one ride that stood out as my personal favorite, and I'm certain my friends felt the same way. Housed inside a dome-shaped building, this exhilarating ride dazzled us with a whirlwind of spinning lights and adrenaline-pumping speeds. It seemed like the perfect choice, except for one thing—the dreaded line. Not only was it a claustrophobic person's worst nightmare, but it almost always guaranteed an agonizing wait of at least an hour.
On that particular occasion, the line stretched so far that it reached one of the neighboring rides, about a hundred yards away. Seeing this, we all let out exasperated sighs, realizing that we had no choice but to endure the line before we could move on. We figured we might as well get it out of the way early.
As the line snaked its way forward, we noticed that on the left side, where the line extended towards the forest, there were shrubs and bushes. My friends and I didn't pay much attention to them at first, which is why we failed to notice something peculiar until we reached the large sign bearing the ride's name. It was Kaden who first spoke up, excitement laced with a hint of concern evident in his voice.
"Did you guys see that?" he exclaimed, pointing in the direction of the forest.
"No, what are you talking about?" Nick replied, glancing over at the bushes.
Curiosity piqued, I looked in the same direction.
There, crouched down among the foliage, was a person wearing a Jason Voorhees mask. Initially, we found it amusing, thinking that it was part of some Halloween-themed event or party that the amusement park occasionally hosted in October. However, it was July—a fact that should have raised more suspicion. Whether it was ignorance or just us being naive kids, we chuckled, assuming it was some kid playing a harmless prank. Our attention quickly returned to the ride, and we dismissed the incident as an inconsequential oddity.
We endured the line for a grueling two hours, and despite the relatively brief five-minute ride itself, it was undeniably worth the wait. Afterward, we decided to grab a bite to eat and enjoy a few more attractions. Time flew by, and before we knew it, it was time to head back to the parking lot, where our parents would be waiting. Unlike other kids who would typically complain, we welcomed the idea of leaving as exhaustion started to creep in. Amusement parks can be quite demanding.
Navigating through the throngs of people also making their way towards the exit, I noticed something out of the corner of my eye—a glimpse of that very same Jason Voorhees mask. This time, I managed to catch a glimpse of the full figure behind it. The person was massive, towering at least six-foot-six with a build reminiscent of a freight train. This man was a behemoth, and it became glaringly evident that it wasn't just some kid playing a childish prank.
Subtly urging my friends to quicken their pace, we hustled toward the exit. As we reached the dark expanse of the parking lot, I finally gathered the courage to share what I had seen.
I told them what I saw, and how big the guy was, my voice trembling with a mix of fear and disbelief.
"Yeah, right," Nick responded, who was always the skeptic, especially when it came to this sort of stuff.
Kaden, however, remained silent, his gaze fixated on the park behind us, an uneasiness apparent in his eyes.
"No, seriously," I insisted, my voice growing more urgent as Nick and I engaged in a brief back-and-forth.
Kaden's next words cut through our heated exchange, causing us to pause and snap our heads back in the direction of the park. Little did I know that his revelation would unleash an unprecedented terror, leaving an indelible mark on my childhood memories.
"Guys, look!" Kaden screamed, his voice tinged with terror as he began sprinting toward the parking lot.
At first, all I could see were the masses of people flooding out of the park. I didn’t understand what had spooked him so profoundly, and Nick appeared equally confused. Then, I saw it—the Jason Voorhees mask once again. This time, the significance of its presence registered in our minds, and we bolted in sheer panic.
The colossal figure, adorned with the mask, was hurtling toward us at an alarming speed, clutching something in his hand—a mysterious cloth that I never had a chance to examine closely.
We ran as if our lives depended on it, eventually catching up to Kaden in the vast expanse of the parking lot. Together, we gasped for breath, scanning our surroundings in a frenzied state, until we spotted my parents' car. Without wasting a second, we scrambled inside, screaming at them to floor it. Although they wore expressions of bewilderment and concern, my dad pressed down on the accelerator, propelling us away from that nightmare as swiftly as possible.
Interrogation became the theme of our one-hour car ride back home, and it was Nick who mustered the courage to offer brief, one-word answers to our parents' relentless questions. In truth, all of us were still reeling from the shock, struggling to process the enormity of what had just occurred.
To this day, I remain baffled by the man's intentions—what did he want with us? Why did he single us out? Why did he do this with a ton of people around? And what horrors awaited us if he had managed to close the distance between us? I vowed never to return to that specific amusement park, although I've visited a few others since then. Nevertheless, you can bet your bottom dollar that I always keep a vigilant eye, forever wary of the lurking shadows, for you never know who might be hiding in the darkness, waiting to pounce.
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5 Big Questions — 60 Minutes
Competitive Research — 30 Minutes
Planning — 30 Minutes
Writers’ Tools — 60 Minutes

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Now we start writing or dictating
Things to Remember: Sequence Matters — 30 Minutes
Promise — 60 Minutes
Intro — 60 Minutes
Commitment — 30 Minutes

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Clearly Define Their Desired Outcome (Better Be Right) What They Don’t Want You to Know (Hidden Secret)
Might Know, Probably Know, Don’t Know
  • Explain the “What” Step by Step
  • Good but Incomplete
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2023.06.10 22:47 ABCidkwhattopick99 Magnificent and Supreme Queen Daenaera

I am so glad Grrm included Daenaera! She is one of the best queens and her and Aegon iii are perfect for each other. She seems to be very kind and empathetic. Also one of her traits that I love the most is that she seems to be a good queen- not spending her time conniving and manipulating people behind their backs like Alicent. I think after Alicent, the realm needed a proper queen which they found in Daenaera.
But the thing that I love the most about her is how her harmless existence pisses off Greens. Ngl I love her even more for the anger she incites in these people.
The worst excuse that bring for their hate is starting that inclusion a 6 year old character is creepy. So, let’s take a look at the ages of popular HotD and GoT characters in the book: 1. Daenerys- 13 years old at the start of the books 2. Lyanna stark-15 and Rhaegar- 23 4. Alicent was 8 years older than Rhaenyra in the books
The ages of all of these characters were changed in their show portrayal. And I am glad about it. Especially since Rhaegar and Lyanna’s age gap was always weird to me; but the actors they chose for the flashback scene much older.
So this “concern” that the Green stans have is so stupid because obviously they will cast age appropriate actors.
Another “concern” they have is that Daenaera is too perfect and came out of nowhere. I am sorry, but that is so obvious. Obviously she came out of nowhere, she isn’t a direct relation to any of the main characters. There was a war going on, did they want a pov chapter of her? Lmao.
I think that once Daenaera became the queen, her perfection was able to help restore the realm and make up for the rot that the greens created over the years. She really was an excellent queen 👸. Obviously she will feel too “perfect” when you compare her to messed up people like Alicent.
Anyway, any “concerns” greens have are just their anger at Grrm not letting Jaehaera and Aegon iii together longer enough to have children. I am sorry but why would Aegon iii want to be married to a girl whose father killed his mother? And why would Jahaera want to be married to the man whose family was responsible for B&c? Ask yourself that. You already know what the answer is. This is a fake concern for the “wellbeing of the children”. If they actually cared about that they would want these two to never get married. They would hope instead that a Unwin Peake is removed and Jaehaera is allowed to live in a safer and kinder place- such as Oldtown. But if you suggest at this to them- suddenly this solution isn’t good enough because of insert another dumb green excuse here
Anyway, I love our perfect Queen Daenaera 🖤
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2023.06.10 22:45 The_1_Vic How to use Diamond Compound paste?

How to use Diamond Compound paste?
Recently got into Blade sharpening. Purchased diamond compound paste and leather strop. Is it normal for the paste to not dry on the strop? I have had it sitting for almost 48 hours.
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2023.06.10 22:45 SirenSongAllure 27 / PC / EU / NA Looking to find mature, long-term gaming friends to play with and have fun with in voice chat! WoW Classic, Sandbox, Survival games - Ark Survival, Conan Exiles, DayZ, Scum :)

My work schedule is rather flexible, so I could possibly adjust to yours, (within reason).
Please be mature, ideally around my age or older. I use Discord voice chat when I play and would love to find people with decent communication skills who do too to connect with. I'm open-minded and can talk about anything and everything :)
A little more about me:
Very down to earth and bubbly, easy to talk to, and a great listener :) Dislike drama and negativity.
I recently started playing WoW Classic (EU) and I still consider myself fairly new. It would be amazing to find somebody who would enjoy showing me the ropes! But even if you have never played WoW and always wanted to give it a go, don't hesitate to message me, we can be new together :)
I also enjoy Ark Survival or Conan Exiles and I have other games on Steam I haven't played yet and want to try, like DayZ and Scum. Open to suggestions as well.
Don't hesitate to message me and tell me a little bit about yourself :)
I value long-lasting friendships and can't wait to hear from you!
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2023.06.10 22:43 nico306c Who is your favorite actor/actress and why?

For best actor i would say Daniel Day-Lewis has given some of the most jawdropping performances. His characters always feel like they were made for him. I feel like Christian Bale has to be mentioned aswell, not necessarily for his acting skills, but for the work he puts in before shooting. His body transformation shows the insane amount of dedication he puts into his physique.
For actress i would say Uma Thurman is up there, for the Tarantino movies. She really sells that 80's vibe in his movies, and she was just awesome in the Kill Bill movies. Although I think Jodie Foster is a phenomenal actress where I have to mention her because of Silence of the lambs. Her performance really sold Anthony hopkins performance because of the duality they portrayed.
Im excited to hear about your favorite actoactress!
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Part 1: Why Offers Matter

Everything Starts With an Offer
  • Most Valuable Skill in the World
  • How Offers Build Companies
  • How Offers Build Products
  • How Offers Sell Books
  • How Offers Make Deals
  • Learn the Hard Way — Fast
  • How Offers Build Relationships
  • 30 Years of Experience in 2 Days
  • My Usable “Fake It Till You Make It” Formula

Phase 1: Understanding Human Buying Behavior

The Five “Cult Laws” That Drive Sales — Module One, 30 Minutes
Buying Behavior — Module One, 60 Minutes

Phase 2: Critical Research

5 Big Questions — 60 Minutes
Competitive Research — 30 Minutes
Planning — 30 Minutes
Writers’ Tools — 60 Minutes

Phase 3: The Offer Formula

Now we start writing or dictating
Things to Remember: Sequence Matters — 30 Minutes
Promise — 60 Minutes
Intro — 60 Minutes
Commitment — 30 Minutes

Part 2: Your Solution

Clearly Define Their Desired Outcome (Better Be Right) What They Don’t Want You to Know (Hidden Secret)
Might Know, Probably Know, Don’t Know
  • Explain the “What” Step by Step
  • Good but Incomplete
  • Give Context to the Importance of the Solution
  • Help Them See the Vision
  • Show SOME of the Steps-Within-Steps
Name the Solution (i.e. F.I.B.S.)
  • Explain the Pain to Create
  • Stress the Ease of Use
  • Demonstrate the Speed of Results
  • Sell the Idea (Not the Product)
How It Works — Day Two, 30 Minutes
Pre-Close — Day Two, 60 Minutes
Transition — Day Two, 30 Minutes
Offer — Day Two, 90 Minutes
Close — Day Two, 90 Minutes

Phase 4: Profitable Copy Editing

Editing Exercises — Day Two, 90 Minutes
  • Use Stronger Verbs, Eliminate Passive Language
  • Cut Boring & Redundant Text
  • Assure Readability Score of 4th Grade or Below
  • Voice Test 3X With Live Edit
  • Perform the Standalone Scan Test
  • Run the I.O.U. Test
  • Hold a C.U.B. Review
  • Create Image Captions
  • Underline, Bold, Italics & Caps, Spelling, Grammar & Punctuation
  • Explain the Pain to Create
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2023.06.10 22:40 OkCollection2368 Coinme sent my money with my knowledge ‼️

WITHOUT my knowledge: So to make a long story short I transferred some peer to peer btc to my coinme account the funds showed up as expected I wasn’t planning on doing anything with the btc jus really let it sit for a period of time so about two days go by I do my regular check on my apps, and to my surprise!! It clearly shows my bitcoin was sent from my wallet to another wallet. Now let me make myself clear every time I’ve done a coinme transaction they send a verification email so I can put in my four digit security code to send the funds. I never received a verification email. I never received a notification that any funds were sent. I didn’t send any funds, nobody has access to my account. Nobody has my key words or phrase. The only possible answer is that it was an inside job
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2023.06.10 22:39 Negative_Neck_1297 Am i over thinking this?

Tldr ; husband regularly saves porn on his phone and cant finish without watching it.
I (28F) have been married to my husband (27M) for less than a year and have a baby on the way (9 weeks along). In the middle of doing it, he would need a couple of minutes to watch porn that is saved on his phone while jacking off then just finishing off inside me… he also regularly saves photos and videos he sees online.
Im starting to think that he is not physically attracted to me or if im not enough to satisfy his needs. I admit that i do not have the perfect body as social media would show since I already have a 4 year old. I have stretch marks everywhere, saggy boobs, and i gained a lot of weight during the pandemic.
He says i look perfect and he is now attracted to me more since i am carrying his child but honestly, it just doesnt feel like it… Is this normal? If i confront him, will it seem like im too controlling?
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2023.06.10 22:35 poopshitter13 i still cant get over how amazing kenshi looks in this game, pretty sure his voice actor from x is back too

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