So what happened to Vic after he left that office?
Also, there is my other story The Great Revolution. It's about Yotul! If anyone intrested.
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Memory transcription subject: Vic, Former Exterminator
Date [standardized human time]: August 24, 2136
It felt like a blur. Like it had happened years ago.
The Venlil guard walked ahead, silently guiding me back to our- No… My room.
My claws tapped on the metal floors echoing in the stillness of the station, lights dimmed, not a single person outside their rooms…
It has to be “night time” already.
I’m not sure when we got there, but suddenly he opened the door and threw me inside. I couldn’t even look back before the door closed.
I was left alone...
It was quiet here. Painfully quiet. The walls surrounding me, trapping me in here. My head… It hurts…
I tried to breathe, but an invisible pressure pressed on my chest.
A few hours ago I was just talking with him…
I swallowed, feeling heat engulf me, my whole form.
Hot… Burning…
The dried blood suddenly ignited, burning me with invisible flames.
I- I need to… I have to… It burns…
My eyes watered. I grabbed onto the cloth and pulled it off, but the feeling only intensified. It felt like I was set aflame. Stumbling, I fell into the bathroom, my legs weak.
I could barely stand.
My head swirled, so did the world.
My stomach ached, the world blurred.
I- going to vomit…
My form leaned against the wall.
I can’t breathe!
My heart pummeled in my chest, shallow breaths was all I could manage.
My skin burning, my wool, I-
It hurts!
It hurts so much!
My form almost dropped into the shower. My paw stumbling, grabbing on to the controls and just turning everything on full.
Get it off!
Off!
Make it stop!
A rush of cold water sprayed from all directions. So cold. Painfully cold.
Streaks of red on the floor.
Down, down into the drain.
I- ugh-
I swallowed, feeling my breathing calm down.
The feeling of burning fading.
What was that?
In my haze I’ve accidently turned on all the sprayers. A tsunami of icy water washed over my form with a high pressure.
I reached up to change it to something more totable. My gaze was unable to look away from the red lines.
It’s his… That’s-
My wool soaked in the warm water. A torrential rain coming down from the massive head above.
Crimson red…
I could feel something grab on to my heart. So much…
It- doesn’t stop… How much blood did I soak…
Something grew in my throat, grabbing on to all of my insides.
Heh- You did it! Ah! What a wonderful thing! Eh?
It doesn’t matter he isn’t dead! He either won’t wake up and even if! You- You made him hate you!
Might as well be dead to you! He won’t ever want to speak to you again!
You are a good little exterminator aren’t you~? Killing the predator! Just what you are supposed to do!
Why? Why?! WHY IN THE STARS SAKE!?
The Protector won’t help me! It only will make it worse! They are against his kind!
Ugh! Why am I like this!? Why do I cause pain!?
He was HAPPY to see me! He was so… And I-
STUPID!
I punched the wall. I could feel the pain spread.
MORON!
Again.
Why did you bring that stupid story!?
And again.
Why did you think he would like talking about that??
I started to cry.
He would never like it! You did it because he is a predator! A predator with more empathy than you!
I could feel something drip from it now.
All you do is make things worse! You always make everything worse! You! You just had to make him feel like a monster! You had to yell, scream…
My paw…
You couldn’t just be HAPPY to see him! You couldn’t look past him being a predator!
Stop.
You had to… You-
Stop it.
I- I-
Your paw.
I swallowed, looking at the orange droplets falling on to the ground. Mixing with the red.
I-
My paw ached. Covered in my own blood.
How-
I could feel my legs give away.
I didn’t even thank him… I didn’t even consider…
My entire form fell to the side, tears flowing down my cheeks mixing with the blood.
I wanted- I should’ve hugged them… I should’ve been so happy to talk to him in person… I should’ve been…
I never- looked at him as a person did I?
And when I did- Even then-
Why can’t I be just thankful to him!? Why did I have to act like- like-
You acted perfectly! Oh so perfectly, he was a predator! Danger! The moment you met him you knew everything about him! It all was a trick!
Stupid- stupid, stupid…
Why did I act with so much hate? With so much animosity? Like I was somehow superior…
The water washed over me, the red slowly tuning to just orange from my hand. I couldn’t get up, I just… Sobbed.
…
…
It stings…
I swallowed, heavy rain still washing over my form as I looked around.
I can’t just… Stay here…
I placed my paw on the ground trying to get up, before a jolt of pain made me collapse again.
That’s sparks… Argh…
What were you thinking!?
I sat up against the wall, breathing heavily. Holding my demolished paw, it stinged, it hurts…
My maw felt dry, my body ached, a wave of unbearable exhaustion washing over me.
I have to get up.
With a groan, I get my paws up, my bleeding paw not helping.
Ugh… What got over you?
He- He would never want to see you like this… Even after all of that… He wouldn’t…
I closed my eyes, just breathing for a moment.
Focus…
Ugh… I still feel nauseous…
Never mind that! I need to wash up! I need to patch up this paw! I have- I have to get ready to leave…
Hesitantly I reached up for the bottle of wool soap, my body relaxing a little, as I started to get myself soapy.
Just- Get this over with…
…
Wasn’t that easy? You are nice and clean now!
I sigh, turning off the shower and stepping out, getting myself dry with a towel. Well more just damp. Oh well this wool will dry on itself well enough.
Now the paw… It stopped bleeding… Still it’s a mess, there should be first aid somewhere… Ah here!
I opened the little cabinet with both an orange paw and red cross on it, taking out a bandage.
Heh… Years of burning your paws up gets you proficient at this doesn’t it?
Thanks to the Stars for the modern burn medicine, I wouldn’t be able to feel a thing otherwise.
I sigh looking at the dressing, good enough.
Eh- I- I wish I could just… hug him… For him to come through the door…
To apologize for everything… Actually apologize. Not whatever was what I said. I had all the chances to mend this…
Now- Now I can’t… How could I ?
I collapsed on the bed. His bed…
He won’t mind… I kind of prefer the bottom… Ugh stupid, you chose top out of fear too! You stupid, MORON!
I sigh, looking at the mess of the covers. It-
Wait… his pad is there.
He- He left his pad…
He would’ve come back here for it…
I- I didn’t have to run after him!
If I just stayed!
If I just-
Stars…
It all could have possibly been…
I could’ve maybe hugged him back then… Let him know how much he…
My form curled up.
I could’ve…
I should’ve told him from the start.
I felt my chest burn.
I just- I want my friend back.
I want to just be his goofball. His little space sheep friend…
I want him back…

Live in Grace
Id: 78 Category: God and man Date: 2013-02-05 18:40:00
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Ontological argument: (God born on the idea -Kant-). It is similar to this: (ideas are resources for the act).
The act appears, whether the man recognizes it or not. Faith is not required. Even so, man can go with God, even without knowing it. There are parables for this.
The ontological argument seems good once the act is over. It is usable and debatable if it concludes in Becoming (or feeding prophecy: the mad cow: "Prophecy only feeds on prophecy. For prophecy to occur, the act must be prophecy").
While becoming, you go with God, even if you don't know. (Heraclitus is a friend of Parmenides: It is the same to say a single being forever that is accepted by God than a being that becomes and God waits for it).
We say that God becomes by himself, but he asks man to do the same (remember that we have the same freedom as God, too; that is, none). In this, God does not help man (it is the same God); he only marks the way: «You will not anti-project».
Man has to go alone to Otherness. If it were not so, why a path? It wouldn't be necessary. So, the road exists and is the path to becoming. And it is mandatory. Then that unknown being does what he wants so that "nothing is lost" is not my thing or yours. His categorical imperative is this: «Become!». Or, as the Baptist said: «Transform yourself!». All of them are synonymous with Becoming.
It is why God condemn wealth: because, to be rich, you have to stop the world, and we cannot maintain this situation for a long time without the Nazarene calling or passing by your side (the one they called Man). When that happens, it is like passing near the God that Becomes (comes): You ought to get on Elijah's chariot. While he passes, heaven and earth pass, leaving the rich prisoner of his ontomotor, wandering in the space of Otherness as a prisoner in a mirror that travels in the void.
«By his deeds, you will know them».
You must discover the Actus to know what or who God, the Nazarene, is talking about or was talking about.
An anti-projected Act is an abortion (cosmogony and cosmology of the terrified conservative).
We continue to insist: the man of God lives in Grace. He does not live in sin.
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Vivir en Gracia
Id: 78 Categoría: Dios y hombre Date: 2013-02-05 18:40:00
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Argumento ontológico (Dios se funda en la idea: Kant)… Esto se parece a esto: «las ideas son recursos para el acto».
El acto se da, lo reconozca el hombre o no. La fe no es exigible. Aun así el hombre puede ir con Dios, aun sin saberlo. Hay parábolas para esto…
El argumento ontológico parece bueno una vez pasado el acto. Es usable y discutible si concluye en Devenir (o alimentar a la profecía, la vaca loca: La profecía solo se alimenta de profecía. Para que se dé la profecía, el acto debe ser profecía).
Con Dios se va «deviniendo», aun sin necesidad de conocerlo. (Heráclito es amigo de Parménides: Da lo mismo decir un solo ser para siempre que sea aceptado por Dios, que un ser que deviene y Dios lo espera).
Se puede decir que Dios deviene por sí solo, pero al hombre le pide devenimiento por sí solo (recordamos que tenemos la misma libertad que Dios, también; o sea, ninguna). En esto, Dios no ayuda al hombre (se trata del mismo Dios), solo le marca el camino: «No antiproyectarás». El hombre tiene que ir solo a la Otredad. Si no fuera así, ¿para qué un camino? No haría falta. Así que el camino existe, y es el de devenimiento. Y es obligatorio. Que luego ese desconocido ser haga lo que quiera para que «nada se pierda», no es cosa mía ni tuya. Su imperativo categórico es este: ¡Deviene! O como decía el Bautista: ¡Transfórmate! Sinónimos todos ellos de Devenir.
Por esto está condenada la riqueza: Porque para ser rico hay que parar el mundo, y esta situación no puede mantenerse mucho tiempo sin que el Nazareno llame o pase por tu lado (ese que llamaban Hombre). Cuando eso pasa, es como pasar cerca del Dios que Deviene (viene): Hay que subirse al carro (de Elías). Mientras él pasa, el cielo y la tierra pasan, quedando el rico preso de su ontomotor, vagando en el espacio de la Otredad como preso en un espejo que viaje en el vacío...
«Por sus actos los conoceréis.»
Es fundamental que descubras el Acto, para saber de qué o quién se habla o hablaba Dios, el Nazareno.
Un Acto antiproyectado es un aborto (cosmogonía y cosmología del aterrorizado conservador).
Seguimos insistiendo: el hombre de Dios vive en Gracia, no vive en pecado.

Popular wedding venues in the western and central states were featured in Part 1 of US wedding venues. So in part two, we'll focus on wedding venues in the eastern states. Whether it's a luxurious hotel, a rustic barn, or a spacious meadow, all are included. Again, the features of these venues and the approximate prices will be written. Let's explore these beautiful wedding venues!

Wisconsin Wedding Venues

The Paine Art Center and Gardens

This is an art museum located at 1410 Algoma Blvd, Oshkosh. It is an English-style country estate and has nearly four acres of gardens. It has perennial plants and is a great outdoor ceremony venue. Also, there is a historic mansion, charming carriage house, and greenhouse. The venue can accommodate up to 200 people and costs approximately $3000 to $4000 For 100 Guests.

The Lageret

This is a professional event venue located at 515 E Main St, Stoughton. This historic venue offers industrial and rustic charm with exposed brick walls, high ceilings, and wood beams. It has ample space for ceremonies and receptions. The venue offers event coordination, customizable lighting options, a bridal suite, and access to preferred vendors. Accommodations for up to 250 people start at $3,500 for a 12-hour rental.

The Enchanted Barn

Located at 1543 6 1/2 Ave, Hillsdale, this barn has an old-world rustic atmosphere around every corner. Featuring several indoor and outdoor venues, one of the most popular ceremony locations is located in Barn's upper-level Hayloft, featuring old wood timbers. Several wedding package options are available here and can accommodate up to 220 people. Off-season all-inclusive wedding packages are $5,000 plus $21 per person.

Illinois Wedding Venues

Danada House

This is a historic mansion located at 3S501 Naperville Rd, Wheaton. a short drive from Chicago. The mansion is also surrounded by a forest preserve that allows for nature-filled photos. There are seven ceremony locations in total, and the largest Magnolia Garden can accommodate up to 300 guests. Venue rentals start at $3,500.

The Morton Arboretum

This is a public nature garden and outdoor museum located at 4100 IL-53, Lisle. Inside there are not only mature trees and flowers but also a playground for children. Offering beautiful woodland and lakeside views. The large garden has a total of 12 venues to choose from and the largest room can accommodate up to 300 guests. Prices range from $600 to $9,000 depending on the size of the room and the time of year it is held.

Salvage One

Located at 1840 W Hubbard St, Chicago, this is a very unique location that serves as a store besides being a wedding venue. It preserves treasured furniture from the past. This old Chicago warehouse offers an enchanting vintage atmosphere. The ceremony and banquet space can accommodate about 200 people and space rentals start at $4,000.

Kentucky Wedding Venues

The Barn at Cedar Grove

The address is 1000 Brockman Keltner Rd, Greensburg, which has a rustic barn setting with picturesque scenery. Offering outdoor ceremony space, climate-controlled reception space, bridal suite, groom's quarters, and fire pit. The venue in the barn can accommodate up to 230 people. For fewer guests, the average budget for a wedding here is between $6,000 and $9,000.

The Brown Hotel

This 100-year-old hotel is located at 335 W Broadway, Louisville. The hotel has a striking Georgian Revival look and offers elegant ballrooms, luxurious accommodations, and a gorgeous rooftop garden. The hotel also has extensive experience in hosting weddings of different cultures, such as Jewish and Indian weddings. Prices are $18,000 in the off-season and can accommodate up to 300 guests.

Talon Winery & Vineyards

This winery has a large outdoor space at 7086 Tates Creek Rd, Lexington. Offers vineyard and winery backdrop, outdoor ceremony space, and rustic barn. The best part is the wine-tasting and vineyard tours. The venue can accommodate up to 250 guests and prices for ceremonies start at $1500.

Tennessee Wedding Venues

Butterfly Hollow

Located at 28 Bussell Rd, Gordonsville, our vacation accommodations are perfect for small weddings. Surrounded by scenic walking trails, mountains, and woods. This venue specializes in small weddings of 30 people or less, with a focus on an intimate and cozy experience. Wedding packages range from $1795 to $5000.

Dixon Gallery and Gardens

An art gallery on 17 acres of gardens located at 4339 Park Ave, Memphis, offers a romantic and artistic setting for weddings. The gallery offers two indoor reception venues as well as woodlands and gardens, both of which can accommodate up to 200 guests. Prices are approximately $4000 to $5000 For 100 guests.

The Bell Tower

The Bell Tower, located at 400 4th Ave S, Nashville, is almost 140 years old. The ballroom features large windows that provide plenty of natural light, creating a charming and historic setting for weddings. There are two floors beside the lobby. Seated dinners for up to 400 people range from $3,500 to $16,000 depending on time and venue.

Mississippi Wedding Venues

The Cedars

The site at 4145 Old Canton Rd, Jackson is the oldest residential building in Jackson, with a history of 175 years. The courtyard in front of the house with trees such as cedar, oak, and magnolia provides a natural backdrop for weddings. The venue can accommodate up to 300 people and costs $3,500 for a two-day weekend rental.

Dunleith Historic Inn

A National Historic Landmark located at 84 Homochitto St, Natchez, the mansion features Greek Revival columns and original pine floors. The event space has a main floor, courtyard, and South Lawn, which can accommodate up to 700 people. Wedding packages start at $6,500, not including catering.

The Gin at Flora Station

The address is 4819 MS-22, Flora. The refurbished cotton gin blends rustic charm with modern amenities. It offers indoor and outdoor spaces, including a covered gazebo and a patio with an old-fashioned truck bar. Rentals for ceremonies and receptions start at $3,500.

Alabama Wedding Venues

B&A Warehouse

This building, located at 1531 1st Ave S, Birmingham, is historic from the outside. With its industrial-inspired design and high ceilings along with red brick walls. Three indoor venues can accommodate up to 300 guests, and the cost of a ceremony starts at $4,000.

The Sterling Castle

This castle is located at 389 Deseret Dr, Shelby, and has been voted the best wedding venue in Alabama. The fairytale-style castle, elegant ballroom, charming courtyard, and lakeside and drawbridge venues. This beautiful venue can accommodate up to 300 guests and all-inclusive weddings are priced at $10,000+.

Huntsville Museum of Art

This is an art museum located at 300 Church St SW, Huntsville. With unique indoor and outdoor spaces, the museum is a contemporary art gallery. Offering outdoor spaces with a rooftop terrace, and five indoor hospitality venues. The starting venue fee for a wedding reception in high season is $1,500.

Michigan Wedding Venues

Colony Club Detroit

Located at 2310 Park Ave, Detroit, this Georgian-style, historic venue features stunning architecture and gorgeous interiors. The hotel features a grand ballroom decorated with crystal chandeliers and intricate details. The ballroom can accommodate up to 350 guests and is priced between $12,000 and $15,000.

Castle Farms

This historic building, built in 1918, is located at 5052 M-66, Charlevoix. With a total of four site combinations in the summer. It offers several ceremony and reception spaces, including a charming outdoor garden and a majestic stone courtyard. The largest of these, the East Garden and Queen's Courtyard can host up to 300 guests. And the price range is between $6,750 and $9,250.

The Inn at Stonecliffe

This is a Victorian village located at 8593 Cudahy Cir, Mackinac Island. away from the hustle and bustle of the area. With beautiful gardens and breathtaking views of Lake Huron and the Mackinaw Bridge. Accommodates up to 300 people and prices range from $4000 to $10,000.

Ohio Wedding Venues

Franklin Park Conservatory

This is a horticultural and educational institution located at 1777 E Broad St, Columbus. The most popular venue is the indoor garden with an all-glass ceiling. Besides, there is an industrial-style venue and a 200-year-old barn. The venue has plenty of space and can accommodate up to 500 people, with prices ranging from $7,000 to $11,000 for a wedding of 100 guests.

The Columbus Athenaeum

The historic building at 32 N 4th St, Columbus, was built in 1899. With a total of ten venues to choose from, the Grand Ballroom boasts gorgeous details and a stunning atrium. It is decorated with classical Greek art as well as soaring ornate ceilings. It can accommodate up to 230 guests. Prices for receptions start at $3,000.

Gervasi Vineyard

An oversized wine estate located at 1700 55th St NE, Canton. Picturesque vineyard setting and sparkling lake views. The open-air venue can accommodate up to 300 people, while the indoor venue can accommodate up to 120 guests. Full-service event planning, vineyard tours, and wine tastings are available. Prices for receptions will start at $1,450.

Georgia Wedding Venues

Barnsley Resort

This resort is located at 597 Barnsley Gardens Rd NW, Adairsville. With over 3,000 acres of land, it is a historic southern estate. With lush gardens, luxurious cabins, and grounds that can accommodate up to 250 people. Three wedding packages are available: $275 per person, $320 per person, and $350 per person. And a least of 150 people is required.

Summerour Studio

This is a renovated warehouse located at 409 Bishop St NW, Atlanta. The roof is supported by massive bow trusses, which allow for a spacious, open floor plan without columns or supports. Through a wall of windows running the length of the space, there are breathtaking views of Atlantic Station and the downtown skyline. Accommodating up to 425 people, prices start at $4,000.

The Biltmore Ballrooms

The ballroom is located at 817 W Peachtree St NW 208, Atlanta, and was established in 1924. The ballroom features a handcrafted plaster relief ceiling, ornate crystal lighting, and a marble floor. Capacity ranges from 50 to 1,500 people and offers eleven caterers. Rental rates range from $3,500 to $5,000, depending on the day of the week.

Florida Wedding Venues

The Ancient Spanish Monastery

Located at 16711 W Dixie Hwy, North Miami Beach. This monastery was dismantled piece by piece from northern Spain and shipped to the United States, then rebuilt over 19 months. It offers a chapel and gardens for ceremonies. The garden can accommodate up to 300 guests for $6,500 and includes only the cost of the reception.

The Breakers Palm Beach

This is a luxury resort located at 1 S County Rd, Palm Beach. This luxury resort is located in Palm Beach and enjoys magnificent beachfront views, lush gardens, and an exquisite ballroom. It boasts a timeless and elegant ambiance. It can host weddings for a maximum of less than 500 people, and detailed prices need to be communicated with the hotel.

The Ringling Museum

The museum is located at 5401 Bay Shore Rd, Sarasota, with a breathtaking view of Sarasota Bay. This venue offers unique views of art, culture, and the stunning waterfront. It includes many event spaces, including a large courtyard and an elegant ballroom. The largest art gallery courtyard can accommodate up to 125 guests and prices start at $20,000.

New York Wedding Venues

Mohonk Mountain House

Located at 1000 Mountain Rest Rd, New Paltz, this historic resort is surrounded by 40,000 acres of pristine forest. Featuring a majestic Victorian castle with panoramic mountain views. Choose from lakeside, garden, and mountain views for your ceremony. Wedding packages range from $275 to $375 per person.

The Foundry

The address is 42-38 9th Street, Long Island City, with a history dating back to the 19th century. Offering an industrial chic atmosphere, a garden courtyard and conservatory, a stunning main space, plus rustic interiors. Accommodates up to 180 guests, with receptions starting at $14,000.

The Garrison

Estate at 2015 US-9, Garrison, with superb Hudson River views and Catskill Mountain views. The venue offers a modern ballroom, outdoor ceremony space, and golf course. The venue can accommodate up to 200 guests for $12,000.

Pennsylvania Wedding Venues

The Curtis Atrium

The historic building at 699 Walnut St, Philadelphia used to be the Curtis Publishing Company. It is now a building with a mix of residential, office, and retail space. It features a stunning atrium, marble columns, and a stunning rotunda. Space rentals start at $8,000.

The Cork Factory Hotel

This boutique hotel is located at 480 New Holland Ave 3000, Lancaster, a converted historic cork mill with exposed brick walls. Offering industrial charm and modern amenities. The venue has a ballroom, a terrace, and a 2,300-square-foot warehouse. Space is available for up to 200 guests, and wedding packages start at $7,000.

Terrain Gardens at Devon Yard

A stunning garden is located at 138 W Lancaster Ave Suite 130, Devon. The venue is decorated with elements such as reclaimed barn wood floors, raised holiday lights, and skylights to create a unique aesthetic. Of course, there is an essential gardening setting and open-air venue that can accommodate up to 140 guests. Prices for receptions start at $4,525.

West Virginia Wedding Venues

Stonewall Resort

The entire resort is nestled beside a tranquil lake at 940 Resort Drive Roanoke, a place of scenic beauty and rustic charm. Wedding venues are available on the lakeside lawn or in the courtyard, with an indoor grand hall and stone-walled ballroom. Spa services, golf courses, and entertainment can also be experienced with wedding packages ranging from $3,500 to $12,000.

The Greenbrier

A luxury resort located at 101 W Main St, White Sulphur Springs. With stunning architecture, beautiful gardens, and breathtaking mountain views. The indoor venue has a dramatic chandelier and stage. The outdoor grounds feature expansive lawns and rustic cabins. Packages start at $10,000 and vary depending on the number of guests, season, and customization.

Sleepy Hollow Golf Club

The Club at 3780 Sleepy Hollow Dr, Hurricane. It is a private golf club for families. Featuring a scenic golf course, elegant ballroom, outdoor lawn ceremony venue, and picturesque countryside views. Wedding packages start at $3,500.

Virginia Wedding Venues

Maymont

Historic Manor River Park at 1700 Hampton St, Richmond. Inside are gardens, botanical gardens, and native wildlife habitats. The scenic setting includes 100-year-old Italian gardens, European-style manor houses, pavilions, expansive lawns, and the Robbins Nature Center. Prices range from $3,500 to $6,100.

Inn At Willow Grove

This is a rustic accommodation located at 14079 Plantation Way, Orange. It is unusually peaceful and romantic, surrounded by ancient trees and beautiful gardens. One of the gardens, Boxwood, can accommodate up to 175 guests and offers idyllic views. A versatile barn is also available as a hospitality venue, with rates starting at $7,500.

The Tides Inn

Located at 480 King Carter Dr, Irvington, the entire hotel is situated on a beautiful body of water with views of the Chesapeake Bay. It is a waterfront resort. You can also come here to take part in fun activities such as tennis, golf, paddle boarding, biking, and kayaking. Weddings start at $3,100.

North Carolina Wedding Venues

The Bradford

Professional wedding venue located at 523 Pea Ridge Rd, New Hill. It resembles a European town building with charming gardens and rustic barns. It can accommodate up to 250 guests for a ceremony in the gardens. Wedding packages will vary depending on the time of year and are priced at $8,000 on Fridays and $9,800 on Saturdays.

The Merrimon-Wynne House

The mansion located at 500 N Blount St, Raleigh was built in 1876 and has been well maintained and is now a venue for various events. The building has a main floor full of Southern charm. Inside are original floors and mantelshelves, ornate chandeliers, and a wide porch. The outdoor area is also large enough to host ceremonies in the garden and can accommodate up to 250 guests. Prices for receptions start at $5,000.

Fearrington Village

It's an English-style country hotel located at 2000 Fearrington Village Center. Besides the quaint country setting there are dense gardens with water features. The largest venue is the barn, which offers spacious dining and dancing space and can accommodate up to 250 people guests. Prices for ceremonies start at $2500.

South Carolina Wedding Venues

Middleton Place

This National Historic Landmark is located at 4300 Ashley River Rd, Charleston. You can experience daily life on an 18th-century plantation and enjoy 65 acres of unobstructed views and private garden rooms. Also, enjoy the oldest landscaped gardens on the property. There are 7 ceremony venues, ranging from small weddings of 50 to 400 guests. Prices start at $5,000.

William Aiken House

The 1807 mansion is located at 456 King St, Charleston, a restored mansion that showcases Southern charm and architectural elegance. The yard features a magnolia tree that is over two hundred years old and an elegant terrace. It is also rated as one of South Carolina's premier wedding venues. The cost of a ceremony starts at $3,000.

The Cedar Room

Modern industrial event space at 701 E Bay St, Charleston. Featuring exposed brick walls, high ceilings, and large windows overlooking the cityscape. The indoor Cedar Room venue can accommodate up to 500 people for events, and the outdoor yard can seat up to 200. Events on Fridays or Sundays start at $3,500.

Vermont Wedding Venues

Inn at Mountain View Farm

The Inn at 3383 Darling Hill Rd, East Burke, has breathtaking mountaintop views. Enjoy mountain biking, cross-country skiing, and visits to animal farms, among many other activities. Venues can range from beautiful fields to cozy campfires. Weekend wedding packages start at $3,500.

Hildene - The Lincoln Family Home

The building at 1005 Hildene Rd, Manchester is full of meaning. The Lincolns built Hildene as a summer home at the turn of the 20th century. Here you can look out over the Taconic Mountains to the west and the Green Mountains to the east. The outdoor venue can accommodate up to 200 people and wedding reception prices start at $8,000.
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(Hildene - The Lincoln Family Home)

The Henry House

The historic house at 1338 Murphy Rd, North Bennington, built in 1769, is one of the oldest surviving houses in Vermont. Overlooks the authentic red-covered Henry Bridge. The site offers several vendors for you to consider. The large trees outside the house make for the best wedding photos. The venue needs to be contacted for a specific quote.

Massachusetts Wedding Venues

The Crane Estate

This is a Tudor Revival mansion located at 290 Argilla Rd, Ipswich. It was the summer home of Mr. and Mrs. Richard Taylor Crane, Jr. with winding salt marshes, miles of barrier beaches, and a beautiful hilltop mansion. And of course the rolling lawns and gardens. There are three sites to choose from in all, with the beachfront site accommodating 200 to 500 people. Weekend weddings are priced at $6500.

Red Lion Inn

The Inn at 30 Main St, Stockbridge has a 250-year history. The entire Inn combines traditional New England hospitality with the amenities of a modern hotel. The largest Hitchcock room capacity is capacity 30-175 people. Venue rentals start at $4,000.

Liberty Hotel

A sophisticated hotel located at 215 Charles St, Boston. Located in the heart of downtown, just steps from shopping, dining, Boston Parks, and more. The hotel offers a private secret garden that can accommodate up to 200 people outdoors and an indoor 3000-square-foot ballroom. Wedding venue rates start at $26,000 for up to 100 guests.

Connecticut Wedding Venues

The Lace Factory

This historic factory is located at 161 River St, Deep River, and offers a charming and rustic atmosphere for a wedding venue. It has wood floors, high ceilings, and large windows overlooking the river. The Lace Factory offers event planning services, on-site catering, and a variety of rental options for weddings of all sizes. The Factory can accommodate up to 225 people and prices start at $5,000.

Eolia Mansion at Harkness State

The address is 275 Great Neck Rd, Waterford. Nestled on the shoreline of Waterford, Connecticut, this elegant mansion offers breathtaking views of Long Island Sound. It has manicured gardens, a stone terrace, and a beautiful ballroom. The price of $5,100 includes exclusive use of the mansion's first floor and south courtyard tent for 5 hours.

The Society Room of Hartford

This event venue is located at 31 Pratt St, Hartford, and the historic venue boasts magnificent architecture. It includes a marble staircase, beautifully frescoed ceilings, and crystal chandeliers. It provides a luxurious and timeless setting for weddings. The venue can accommodate up to 300 guests and prices start at 15,000.

New Hampshire Wedding Venues

Wentworth By The Sea Country Club

Country Club at 60 Wentworth Rd, Rye. This private club is near the shore and enjoys magnificent waterfront views and a romantic atmosphere. The hotel has manicured grounds and a historic clubhouse. It can accommodate up to 250 guests in this setting. Three options are available: lawn, clubhouse, and tent weddings. Reception prices start at $30,000.

The Preserve at Chocorua

This venue, located at 88 Philbrick Neighborhood Rd, Tamworth, is a rustic and secluded wedding venue nestled in the White Mountains. It offers scenic views, a charming barn, and plenty of outdoor space for the ceremony. Outdoor activities such as sleigh rides and hiking are also available. Approximate prices will start at $1000.

Bishop Farm

The Farmhouse, located at 33 Bishop Cutoff, Lisbon, is a historic and beautifully landscaped site in the White Mountains. It offers a restored 1876 farmhouse, a barn, and lush greenery. There is also a romantic bistro with a terrace to relax in. Accommodating up to 200 guests, prices start at $15,000.

Rhode Island Wedding Venues

The Chanler at Cliff Walk

A luxury hotel located at 117 Memorial Blvd, Newport. The Chanler offers luxurious accommodations and a grand mansion setting with stunning views of the Atlantic Ocean and access to their world-class restaurant. Specializing in weddings for up to 120 guests with access to their world-class restaurant. Site rentals start at $10,000.

Blithewold Mansion, Gardens & Arboretum

Historic mansion on 33 acres located at 101 Ferry Rd, Bristol with breathtaking views of Narragansett Bay. Large tents are available in the outdoor area, followed by sunset views. Accommodating up to 225 guests, weekend wedding rates start at $12,995.

The Dorrance

Situated in the heart of Providence, The Dorrance is a restored bank building with a sophisticated atmosphere and elegant decor. The most special feature is the long, luxurious bar, which can accommodate up to 200 guests throughout the venue. Venue rentals start at $7,500.

New Jersey Wedding Venues

The Ashford Estate

Located at 637 Province Line Rd, Allentown, this elegant property is nestled in a picturesque setting. Surrounded by hundreds of acres of beautifully preserved farmland, it features sparkling fountains, waterfalls, garden pavilions, expansive views, and of course, luxurious private suites. The wedding venue can accommodate up to 300 guests. Starting at $10,000.

Mallard Island Yacht Club

A club surrounded by water at 1450 NJ-72, Manahawkin. six more venues to choose from in the luxurious private island mansion. The center plaza boasts grand arches and ornate ceilings reminiscent of old-world glamour. The ballroom can accommodate up to 250 people, and prices for receptions start at $20,000.

Liberty House Restaurant & Events

This waterfront event venue is located at 76 Audrey Zapp Dr, Jersey City. It features unparalleled views of the New York City skyline, Ellis Island, the Statue of Liberty, and the Liberty Landing Pier. The Grand Ballroom features a marble floor and floor-to-ceiling windows. The venue can accommodate up to 300 people and venue rental fees start at $8,000.

Delaware Wedding Venues

The Queen Wilmington

This dazzling venue is located at 500 N Market St, Wilmington is downtown. It is a historic music venue that offers a unique and eclectic atmosphere. The venue features a grand ballroom with a stage, state-of-the-art sound system, and elegant décor. The venue can accommodate up to 200 guests and wedding reception prices start from $3,000.

The Cordrey Center

The address is 30366 Cordrey Rd, Millsboro, and its restored barn and surrounding gardens provide a rustic and charming setting. The venue offers a range of services, including in-house catering, bar service, and event coordination. It has indoor and outdoor options and can accommodate up to 200 guests. Venue rental rates start at $3,500.

The Waterfall Catering and Special Events

With an address at 3416 Philadelphia Pike, Claymont, The Waterfall has a modern venue. Centered around a stunning indoor waterfall. The spacious ballroom features contemporary décor and customizable LED lighting systems. The venue can accommodate up to 500 guests. Prices for venue rentals start at $6,000.

Maryland Wedding Venues

Belvedere Hotel

Located at 1 East Chase Street and built-in 1902 as a historic landmark in Baltimore, The Belvedere showcases stunning architecture and classic charm. It offers a variety of event spaces, including a rooftop ballroom with panoramic views of the city. Inside, the décor is more vintage and ornate. Accommodating up to 500 guests, venue rentals start at $8,000.

Evergreen Museum & Library

This grand Gilded Age mansion is located at 4545 N Charles St, Baltimore. It is full of history with a house museum and research library. With beautiful gardens, this venue offers a mix of elegance and history. It's architectural details and scenic surroundings provide a unique backdrop. As well as a tour of the museum's collection. Accommodates up to 200 guests and starts at $6,000.

Chesapeake Bay Beach Club

Located at 500 Marina Club Rd, Stevensville, this venue offers stunning waterfront views and an elegant ballroom. It also has an oceanfront ceremony venue and luxurious accommodations. There are four ballrooms in total, three indoor and one outdoor. Accommodations for up to 300 guests start at $10,000.

District of Columbia Wedding Venues

Larz Anderson House

Located at 2118 Massachusetts Ave NW, Washington, the Anderson House, established in 1905, is a stunning Beaux-Arts mansion that offers a romantic and intimate setting for weddings. The venue features beautiful gardens, a grand staircase, and gorgeous rooms decorated with historic artwork. It can accommodate up to 200 guests and has access to the house's magnificent library. Prices start from $8,000.

The Hay-Adams

Located at 800 16th St NW, Washington, across from the White House, the hotel offers magnificent views of the iconic landmark. This venue has many event spaces, including a rooftop terrace from which the White House can be used as a photo backdrop. Wedding venues can accommodate up to 250 guests and prices start at $15,000.

National Museum of Women in the Arts

Located at 1250 New York Ave NW, Washington, this unique venue celebrates women artists and offers a distinctive setting for weddings. With its stunning architecture and world-class art collection, it provides an exquisite atmosphere for your special day. The venue offers a variety of event spaces, including an assembly hall and mezzanine level, and can accommodate up to 400 guests. However, the museum is temporarily closed for renovations.

Maine Wedding Venues

Hidden Pond

The resort's address is 354 Goose Rocks Rd, Kennebunkport, and is nestled in a secluded wooded area. Featuring elegant indoor and outdoor spaces. Surrounded by 60 acres of birch and balsam fir, it features two outdoor pools and a three-room treetop spa. It ensures an unforgettable wedding experience. Prices start from US$10,000.

Hardy Farm

The farm is located at 254 W Fryeburg Rd, Fryeburg. This rustic and chic site features a restored 18th-century farmhouse and a spacious barn with panoramic mountain views. Of course, there are also seasonal gardens and a woodland church. The most special feature is the provision of a cable car to reach the top of the mountain, which is also a popular backdrop for photos. It can accommodate up to 250 guests and prices start from $6,500.

Portland Regency Hotel & Spa

The address is 20 Milk St, Portland, and is centrally located, offering a blend of classic elegance and modern amenities. With many event spaces, on-site catering, and a spa, it can accommodate intimate and large weddings. Accommodations range from 10 to 220 guests, with rates starting at $3,500.

Conclusion

"When you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible." When Harry Met Sally
Finally, we've rounded up our recommendations for wedding venues in each of the remaining states. Choosing the perfect wedding venue is an important step in creating your dream wedding. It sets the tone for the entire celebration and provides the backdrop for your special day. No matter what style of wedding venue you prefer, there is a venue above that perfectly suits your style and preferences.
Last but not least, don't forget to check out Quictent's wedding tent. we offer quality wedding tents for your outdoor wedding, containing various types and sizes.

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Fan Translations

• Aiyoku No Eustia - 100% Translated and edited and TLC
• Akatsuki no Goei ~Principal-tachi no Kyuujitsu~ - 100% translated, 48.28% edited, 25.29% through QA
• Akatsuki no Goei ~Tsumibukaki Shuumatsuron~ - "15/169 Total scripts. Act 1 finished. Working on Act 2."
• Amagami - 3rd public Beta patch released
• Aonatsu Line - Translation starting
• Baku Ane 2 - Prologue, Ritsuka Fully translated, Wakana 8/8 Lessons, 5% route, Mashiro 5/8 lessions, Miran 2/5 events and Sayaka 1/3 events translated, Ritsuka patch released
• Bishoujo Mangekyou -Kami ga Tsukuritamouta Shoujo-tachi- - 30% translated
• Caucasus - 100% translated, image editing complete, editing, QC/TLC , and playtesting remain
• CHAOS;HEAD Love Chu Chu! - 65.04% translated, 6.17% edited
• CHAOS;CHILD Love Chu Chu - Being translated
• Chicchakunai Mon - 100% translated and 39.5% edited
• Chusingura 46+1 - 21227/82770 (25.65) lines translated, Kuranosuke route partial patch released
• Clearworld - Translation starting
• Deatte 5-fun wa Ore no Mono! Jikan Teishi to Atropos - Common Route patch released
• Dragon Knight 4 - 57% translated
• Fate/Extra CCC - 100% translated, 225/2499 main scripts edited
• GinIro Haruka - Mizuha route released, Mizuha edits finished, Yuzuki route fully translated and ~50% edited
• H2O √ after and another Complete story Edition - 100% translated, 64.2% edited
• Hakuchuumu no Aojashin - Restoration patch focused on Case 1 released, work being done on the rest of the untranslated scenes
• Haruka na Sora - Sora and Yahiro routes translated, Kozue 29% translated, overall TL 70% TLC 70% ED 26%
• Houma Hunter Lime - Patch in development
• If My Heart Had Wings: Snow Presents - 23% translated
• Junketsu Megami-Sama - 2nd Alpha patch released, Astarotte route finishing up
• Kareshi Inai Reki = Nenrei - Translated 19442 / 58264 text lines (33.37%)
• Koukan no Toriko-Tachi - Prologue, common, and Cuckold Play route translated, Swinging Route 35%, Yukari POV 40%
• Kud Wafter - 23,835 / 31,579 (73.5%) lines translated
• Kusarihime ~Euthanasia~ - "Translation finished. Rest of the processes ongoing."
• Lover Able - 100% translated and edited, 2928/34467 lines approved (8.49%)
• Lucky Star ~Ryouou Gakuen Outousai~ - episode 1 patch released
• Maji Koi A-5 - 85% translated
• Manakashi no Yuri wa Akaku Somaru - 66% translated
• Miagete Goran, Yozora no Hoshi o - 1 of 4 routes translation finished for the restoration patch, Houkiboshi Hika 2 of 4 H-scenes translated
• Nursery Rhyme - 100% translated and edited, text insertion 100% complete, testing ongoing
• Ore to Omae ga Ai ni Tsuite Kataru dake - Released
• Otogirisou - 100% translated
• Planetarian Snow Globe - Editing and proofreading finished, finishing up images and technical work
• Pure Pure - 100% translated, needs proofreading, partial patch released, all routes have been inserted
• Rewrite Harvest festa! - Partial patch released of all heroine routes and part of Rewrite Quest
• Rui wa Tomo o Yobu - 19.51% translated, 4.20% edited
• Sakura Wars 2 - Being translated, demo patch released
• Sen no Hatou, Tsukisome no Kouki - 100% translated, 100.00% edited
• Shabura Rental - 26995/33358 lines (80.9%) translated
• Shangrlia 2 - Menu patch released, patch in development
• Shin Hayarigami - 48% translated
• Shirotsume Yubiwa - 100% translated, 50% beta patch released
• Tenshi no Inai 12-gatsu - 100% translated, TLC and Editing upcoming
• Tokimeki Memorial 2 - Being translated
• Tsukihime - A piece of blue glass moon - Arcueid route patch released, Ciel route 100% translated, days 3 through 14 edited and days 3 through 13 finalized
• Tsuma Netori - 35% translated, 25% edited
• Umi kara Kuru Mono - 85/138 scripts translated
• Watashi wa Kyou Koko de Shinimasu - 100% translated, 99% (2254/2265) lines edited, 36% (826/2265) lines QC
• Walkure Romanze - Common + Celia + Lisa + Mio routes patch released
• Yosuga no Sora - Translation finished, editing and TLC ongoing, Total: TL 100% TLC 71% ED 55%, Common/Kazuha/Motoka routes fully edited

Official work

MangaGamer

• Shiei no Sona-Nyl - In Beta
• The Pillagers of Raillore - About to enter Beta
• Ciconia - Phase 1 Released
• Hadaka Shitsuji fandisc - Picked up
• Rance 03 - 48% translated, 29% edited
• Rance X - 56% translated, 5% edited
• Luckydog1 - Translation nearly complete
• Funbag Fantasy 4 - 51% translated, 49% edited
• Eve of the 12th Month - 91% translated and 8% edited

JAST

• Sumaga- Slow progress ongoing
• Katahane - Progress being made again
• Django - Not actively making progress
• Gears of Dragoon: Fragments of a New Era - In Testing
• Tokyo Hero Project - Translation finished
• Machine Child - Still being developed
• Onigokko! Fandisc - Fully translated

Age titles

• Kiminozo - Kickstarter for English release planned pending success of JP Crowdfunding

Spike Chunsoft

• Anonymous;Code - September 8th release

Sekai/Denpa

• Amairo Chocolate 2 - Through QA, awaiting approvals
• Harumade Kururu - Waiting on build
• Rewrite+ Harvest Festa - 100% translated, 20% edited
• Hoshizora no Memoria (retranslation) - In QA
• Subete no Koi ni, Hanabata o. - 100% translated
• Sumire - Picked up
• Sanarara R - 100% translated and edited, waiting on build
• Glass - Picked up
• New Glass - Picked up
• Karakara 3 - 100% translated and edited
• Yume to Iro de Dekiteiru - 90% translated, 30% edited
• Zutto Mae Kara Joshi Deshita - 100% translated, in editing
• Gakkou no Seiiki - 100% translated and edited, Waiting on build
• Imouto no Seiiki - 100% translated and edited, Waiting on build
• Chiisana Kanojo no Serenade - 50% translated, 20% edited
• Hoshizora e Kakaru Hashi 10% translated
• Hoshizora e Kakaru Hashi AA - Announced
• Akaneiro ni Somaru Saka - 40% translated
• Re;Lord 3 - In QA
• Marshmallow Imouto Succubus - In QA
• Hamidashi Creative - Announced
• Happy Saint Sheol - 100% translated, 25% edited
• Inupara - In Development
• Nekopara After La Vraie Familie - In Development
• Nie no Hakoniwa - 90% translated, 10% edited
• Parfait Remake - In translation
• Raspberry Cube - Announced
• Uso Kara Hajimaru Koi no Natsu - 50% translated, 30% edited
• Animal Trail Girlish Square 2 - 100% translated and edited, waiting on build
• Animal Trail Girlish Square LOVE+PLUS - 100% translated and edited, waiting on build

VisualArts

• LUNARiA -Virtualized Moonchild- - 2023 release
• Tsui no Stella - 2023 release
• Summer Pockets Reflection Blue - 2024 release

Nekonyan

• Clover Days - Rejected by Steam, "Additional image editing in progress"
• My Klutzy Cupid - 100% translated, 60% edited, Image Editing in Process, Through Steam Approvals
• Dracu Riot - "Waiting on Warmsoft for a QA Build"
• Melty Moment - 80% translated
• Aoi Tori - "Porting work is still ongoing"
• Fureraba Complete edition - Vita exclusive content to be added to Fureraba a couple months after the fandisc release
• Secret Agent of the Knight Academy - "Image editing complete, Engine work wrapping up, Nearly ready for QA"
• Floral Flowlove - 100% translated, 60% edited
• Kakenuke Seishun Sparking - 15% translated, 5% edited
• A Colorful World - 100% translated and edited "Image editing/integration of HD assets in progress"
• Love, Elections, & Chocolate - 100% translated, 17% edited, "Unity port in-progress"
• Love Love Love, Burning in my Heart! - 100% translated and 74% edited
• Ready or Not: The Deadline is Coming! - 100% translated, 17% edited, "Image editing complete, Engine work in progress"
• Mysteries of the Heart: The Psychic Detective Case Files - 100% translated and edited, "Image editing in progress" working with developer on engine work
• Tenshi Souzou "Angelic Chaos" RE-BOOT - 10% translated
• Secret Project 2 - 100% translated and edited, queued for Unity port
• Secret Project 3 - 100% translated and edited, image editing complete, waiting on QA build

Frontwing

• Sharin no Kuni - August release
• Grisaia Chronos Rebellion - Announced

LoveLab

• Sugar Sweet Temptation - Through Steam review, finalizing the build

Aksys

• Jack Jeanne - June 15th release
• Radiant Tale - July 27th release
• Norn9 ~Norn + Nonette~ Last Era - August 24th release
• Virche Evermore: Error Salvation - 2023 release - Fall 2023 release
• Spirit Hunter: Death Mark II - Fall 2023 release
• Tengoku Struggle -Strayside- - 2024 release

Shiravune

• Nukitashi - June 23rd release
• Queen of the Otaku: THERE CAN ONLY BE ONE - July 18th release
• Succubus Sessions: Mami Mamiya’s Sweet Slice of Hell - July 21st release
• Kara no Shoujo I - July 28th release
• ONE. - December 22nd release
• WHITE ALBUM - 2023 release
• Kara no Shoujo II - Announced
• Kara no Shoujo III - Announced
• Sacrifice Villains - Announced

Kagura Games

• Samurai Vandalism - Upcoming release

Other

• Nikushoku Gal wa Seijun Ha!? ~Innocent Stuck-up Girls!~ - Released
• Charade Maniacs - June 27th release
• Venus Blood -Gaia- - Kickstarted succeeded, July 28th release
• I want to have your babies! ~Long-awaited reunion! My childhood friend got sexy and horny~ - Announced
• Monkeys! - English release planned
• Haunted Obachestra Vol.1 Awaking - Upcoming release
• NarKarma EngineA - Announced, in development
• Taimanin Asagi - Page for the Trial of episode 1 back on Steam
• Fault Milestone 2 - Side Below - Upcoming release

If you're looking to play some action RPGs on the Switch, something you can invest your time in (para 'di ka talon ng talon from 1 game to another), here are some recommendations. These are games I've played and finished so I'm sharing my opinions about them.

1. Nier: Automata- a lot of people will get turned off early because it will throw you in the fire immediately when you start the game. But stick with it. Once you start leveling up and getting upgrades, it feels great. Aside from that, story's very good. The game needs to be beaten 5 times to get the full story pero misleading yan. Every time na natatapos siya, kunwari lang yun. Kumbaga lumalabas 5 chapters siya. Aside from that, may 21 optional endings din for completionists.
   
2. Crisis Core- Final Fantasy VII, so story is obviously a high point. Worth playing for the story alone. Easy learning curve for the gameplau too.
   
3. Astral Chain- Visuals pa lang nito, captivating na agad. Good gameplay with a unique twist (4 legions with 4 distinct styles). Story's a little generic and your character lacks personality but everything around you gives it life.
   
4. Ni No Kuni II- This is like a Studio Ghibli film you can play. The "kiddie" aesthetic and personalities might turn off some older people, but gameplay is great and very rewarding.
   
5. Kingdoms of Amalur Re-Reckoning- Lots and lots of customization! Lots and lots of build for your character. Probably one of the best in this genre. The only reason I wasn't as excited about this is because I've already finished it 3 times before on other consoles.😅
   
6. Dragon's Dogma- The main selling point of this game is the combat. The stort isn't good and the world lacks life. But if you want to hack and slash monsters and bandits and feel good doing it, this is it!
   

I didn't include The Witcher III because I haven't finished it on the Switch but that game is one of the best games ever made!😁

small sized suv budget 25k-34k
i’m starting to look at new car options but i am in no rush, i was wanting other opinions/ advice. i’m open to other suggestions too! right now i’m trying to narrow down my options…i will list one or two pros & cons for each based off looks, features, etc… my top priorities are:
-reliability -safety -fuel efficiency -features/ looks -maintenance the vehicles i’m currently considering are:
-2023 mazda cx-50 Pros: love exterior, lower end of budget Cons: not a huge fan of interior
-2023 mazda cx-5 carbon edition Pros: love colorim combo, LOVE interior Cons: don’t like the shape of cx-5’s for some reason
-2023 toyota rav4 xle Pros: like the exterior Cons: higher end of budget
-2024 honda hr-v ex-l Pros: middle of budget, like interior Cons: seems it would be cramped
-2023 honda hr-v sport Pros: lower end of budget, exterior Cons: the interior is kinda ugly imo, seems like it would be cramped
-2023 honda cr-v lx Pros: middle of budget, plenty of room Cons: base model
-2023 toyota corolla cross xle Pros: exterior, features Cons: don’t absolutely love interior, higher end of budget
-2023 hyundai tucson sel Pros: looks, features Cons: entire kia/hyundai situation

TIMESTAMP (5/31/23)

Only looking for CiB items (minus the consoles)! I am also open to partial trades and offers.

Thanks for Looking!

Have	Condition
Chibi-Robo: Zip Lash! (Amiibo Bundle)	Sealed
WarioWare Touched!	Sealed
Luigi's Mansion Dark Moon Edition 3DS	In box, Pristine condition
A Link Between Worlds	Loose
Callie & Marie Amiibo 2 Pack	NiB

Want
Gameboy Advance
The Legend of Zelda: A Link to the Past (Four Swords)
DS
Pokémon White
Pokémon Black 2
Metroid Prime Hunters
Mario VS. Donkey Kong: Miniland Mayhem
Big Outside Box + Cardboard Insert + Pokewalker for Pokémon SoulSilver
3DS
Animal Crossing: Happy Home Designer Amiibo Reader Bundle
SWITCH
Captain Toad: Treasure Tracker
Luigi's Mansion 3
Pikmin 3 "Deluxe"
Splatoon 2
Consoles - loose preferred
Hylian Shield 2DS
A Link Between Worlds 3DS XL
Ocarina of Time 2DS

Something happened tonight. Something always seems to be happening these days, but this time, it was particularly confusing.
Some days don't even feel real anymore.
After my last post, I did as my savior human had advised me. I called Mary Markov and relayed to her what Jewel had told me. She promised to send agents to the warehouse right away, and late that same night, she reached out to me once again with news of an arrest having been made. Despite this small success, we both knew that this meant outright war. The Collective would know who had given them away, and the possibility of me joining their ranks peacefully would be off the table. The question remaining was when they would make good on their threat. Nettie Peterson's house is being guarded by covert Agency personnel, and mine and Eli's apartments are under watch, too. I'm glad Mary Markov is doing what she can to protect them, but I never doubted that complications would arise eventually.
Just not quite so soon.
The day started off fine. My best friend, still being relatively used to having agents around, doesn't seem to mind the aforementioned changes. The van inconspicuously parked outside her house didn't bother her in the least as she went about her morning routine. I helped her throw together something nourishing for breakfast, then watched her doing her makeup. She likes to keep her lips glossy and often applies lime green eyeshadow paired with a pear-colored line and, on special days, the occasional rhinestone. She looks like a garden fairy. When I told her that today, she treated me to a bright smile and a pat on the cheek.
She went off to look after her larvae, leaving me to roam her house alone. I spent some time inspecting the many drawings she keeps framed on the high wall in the living room. She always brings new ones home from work—gifts from the kindergarteners. They're not very artistically skilled, but they do produce interesting work. Nettie hangs them all up on the special wall, even the really bad ones. I watched TV for a couple hours, then read until Nettie came home.
It was getting dark out when she realized she needed tampons. She said she could get by on what she had until the morning, but no longer. I told her to stay put and that I'd run and get some for her, which is why I went on that fateful evening walk. I gave a quick nod to the agent leaning against the van outside as I started heading down the street, backpack slung over my shoulder. I made it to the convenience store five minutes before closing time, giving the annoyed cashier an apologetic look as she rang me up. Outside, the nightly blackness had settled over the rooftops, and I took in a deep breath, letting the fresh air flood my body.
All was well as I began to march back in the direction of Nettie's home. Until I heard a motorcycle revving.
…Jewel?
I instantly froze up. There was no one immediately in sight. I tried to soothe my fevered mind. There was no reason to be so on edge. A lot of town residents owned motorcycles, or at least I assumed they did. This reaction was a testament to my own waning sanity, no doubt. I shuddered, making an effort to shake the thought. There was a nervous tension in my step as I continued on my way. The engine noises faded off into the distance after a while, and I concluded that I was indeed becoming a bit paranoid.
Step by step, I carried myself towards my goal. Nettie Peterson's street wasn't anywhere in sight yet, but I would probably be at her door in around ten minutes tops. I had walked the distance between her house and the store often enough to estimate. I considered putting my earbuds in and listening to some music as a distraction, but I was afraid of what I might end up missing if I took away my sense of hearing. I began to chew on the inside of my cheek.
There was not a soul out except for me. This wasn't uncommon considering the size of our town, but given the circumstances, it still served to elevate my heart rate. I repeatedly tried and failed to calm myself. Eventually, I couldn't help it anymore. I took off running. And then it happened—someone stepped out from a sidestreet right ahead of me and we collided. Large hands flew to my shoulders, long fingers harshly digging into them. I didn't need to look up at the other person to recognize them. I sensed the same musky smell that had lingered around my room for hours after their last visit; warm, sweet and impossible to ignore. I could suddenly hear every single beat of my heart reverberating between my ears. Dread seemed to dribble down my bone-dry throat, pooling in my stomach like cold water.
I slowly lifted my head, knowing exactly who was about to stare back at me.
Jewel's eyes were incredibly wide. Their brows were trembling in manic, barely restrained fury, their lower lip quivered and, to my complete bewilderment, tears were freely rolling down their cheeks. They solidified the moment the skin contact was lost, turning into shimmering stones of green, blue and violet. I reached out and caught one before it could hit the ground. It was bright pink, and I found myself captivated by its beauty.
"So, can I… keep this?" I asked, tilting my head at the cultist.
Their chest was rising and falling heavily, and I shrank back a little when I took note of their nostrils flaring. "You are so dead," they uttered in a low, husky growl.
"I take it you got news of the Agency's involvement?"
Jewel once more closed the distance between us. They leaned down, their gemstone tears bouncing off my chest as they fell. "You spiteful little bitch. You'd rather try to ruin a good cause than forgive me and work together?"
"You can't be this delusional."
"Don't tell me what I can and cannot do!" they snapped, their voice rising to an eerily high pitch. They paused, looking briefly confused by what they'd said before the wrathful expression twisted their features again.
"What now? Are you seriously going to attack me out in the open like this?"
"Oh." Jewel drew themself up, squaring their muscled shoulders. "Oh, I'll manage."
Their outline before me started to blur, becoming fuzzy and indistinct. I blinked, then reached up to rub my eyes. They weren't becoming any clearer, though. Frowning, I took several steps back, squinting at the spot where the cultist had just been standing. The cultist was quickly turning into a faint, paling swirl of colors, losing shape before at last disappearing completely.
I was speechless, my pulse racing as beads of sweat ran down the side of my face. I couldn't believe it. Had all of this been some sort of hallucination? I raised a hand to my feverishly hot forehead. I was losing my mind. That had to be it. My gaze dropped to the gray asphalt and my breath caught in my throat when I spotted the colorful stones lying at my feet. Fuck.
A soft laugh rang out beside my ear, a draft of moist, warm air grazing my cheek.
I instinctively swung at the emptiness beside me, my clenched fist connecting with nothing. No.
"Come back here," I whined, flinching at the unmasked fear in my own voice. A sharp pain flared up in my ankle as my feet were swiped out from under me. I let out a squeak as I fell onto my open palms, managing to shield my head from the impact just in time. The rough ground scraped my hands and knees as I hurriedly pushed myself up, a few stray pebbles drawing blood. Despite my panic, my mind was clear enough to understand that I was in a precarious position. I couldn't just whip out my tentacles—not here where anyone could see me. It would for sure result in hysteria. People could start straight-up shooting at me. I'd end up looking like a monstrosity on a rampage, especially with Jewel having gone invisible. As it were, I only had one option, and that was to run.
I didn't waste another second. There was no way I was leading this murder cultist back to Nettie, but I had to find somewhere with other people, anywhere…
Aimlessly charging ahead, I tried to bring more distance between myself and the disembodied footsteps ringing out from behind me. Before long however, it was becoming hard to tell how far away they truly were. The sound seemed to flit from side to side, reaching my ears from constantly changing directions. The asshole was messing with my head.
Soon enough, my lungs were on fire. My sides were stinging; breathing became harder. I inwardly cursed my useless short legs. Still, I didn't slow down; I didn't dare to. I was growing increasingly desperate. Where was I supposed to go? I couldn't think of any places still open. And then, cutting through the darkness, a flickering neon sign offered the answer to all of my questions. Tom's Diner. With hope renewing my spirits, I picked up my pace once more. Rhonda was just in the process of moving the big menu sign inside for the night. I came to a skittering halt mere inches in front of her, helplessly grabbing onto her apron before she could close the door behind her.
She spun around to face me with knotted brows. "Evangeline?"
"Help me," I wheezed. "Let me in, quick!"
Rhonda, though still visibly perplexed, sprang into action, dragging me inside along with her. I slammed the door shut, throwing my entire weight against it. An unseen force clashed against it from outside, making the entire storefront shudder. The waitress nearly dropped her sign. "What in the—"
"They're after me," I choked out. "You can't see them, but they're right outside!"
"Oh." Her expression cleared up. "Say no more, say no more." She reached into her apron pocket, rummaging around while mumbling to herself. "I'm picking up what you're putting down…" She produced a bright red marker. "Allow me." Swiftly stepping up to me, she raised the felt tip to my forehead, proceeding to draw something onto my skin with smooth, efficient accuracy. An incoherent whisper slipped from her lips, words in a language I had never heard before. Finally, she pulled back. "Turn around, try if you can see them now. The door locks automatically, by the way."
I hesitantly shifted my weight back onto my feet, releasing the door and turning to look out into the night. I let out a gasp, staggering back when I found the contorted visage of the cultist pressed up against the glass. Jewel's eyes were still rimmed with shimmering tears, their mouth twisted in a grimace of murderous rage. They frowned in confusion when they realized that my gaze was once more trained on them. It didn't take long until they started pounding on the windowpane again.
"Hey! You stop that," Rhonda shouted, stabbing a finger in their direction. "I just cleaned that today! Oh hell… Hailey!" she called over her shoulder. "We have a problem; come help."
Another waitress came rushing out of the back room. Glancing between us and the pacing cultist outside had her huff out a sigh. "I see," she said icily. Determinedly striding towards the door, she lifted her voice, beginning to recite a verse or rhyme of some sort. It all sounded like gibberish to me. My head was spinning, my mind running wild, unable to keep track of what was happening around me. My skull suddenly felt prickly from the inside, my whole body seemingly turning weightless. My vision fell away as my eyes rolled back and my knees gave out from beneath me. I had lost consciousness before I hit the floor.
I don't believe I was out for very long, despite my exhausted body embracing the cold slumber. A voice tugged on the edge of my hearing, gently guiding me towards wakefulness. I had been moved onto a slightly softer, more comfortable surface. I arduously craned my neck up to overlook my surroundings. I was lying on one of the padded benches next to the stationary tables. Crouching beneath it in order to sit close to me was a very familiar figure.
"Hey, Sunshine." Frankie Preston straightened up as far as he could without hitting his head. "Sorry I wasn't there to catch you when you fainted. Too bad. It could have been our movie-moment."
I smiled at him. Then I jolted upright, nearly kicking Frankie under the table as I planted my feet on the floor to train my eyes on Rhonda. She was leaning against the partition wall of the booth, typing away on her phone. "You," I uttered. "You and that other lady did some kind of… witchcraft-thing."
She glanced up briefly. "Oh. That was nothing, really. Forget about it."
Fran poked his head out from between my legs. "What's this about witchcraft?"
Rhonda shrugged. "Hailey and I just performed some basic spells to get rid of your little wife's stalker."
"Could you please not—nevermind that; what are you even talking about?" Fran's voice was dripping with bewilderment.
The older woman raised a brow at him. "Honey, we're… we're witches. You did know that, right?"
Silence.
"Right?" Rhonda repeated, once again not receiving a response.
"I don't think he did," I supplied helpfully.
"You're kidding me." Rhonda stared at the blonde with her mouth agape. "How could you not have known? You lived with us for almost two years!"
He still gave no answer.
"Honey, you saw everything! You saw my herbs…" Her voice faltered in disbelief. "And the ceremonial daggers… The charms around the doors!"
He shrugged.
"You played with Mae-Lynn's casting crystals for a whole afternoon? You were in the room when Paloma made her sacrifice for Loki's favor? You literally watched all six of us at our bonfire dance during the blood moon!"
"I thought that was just another crunchy mom thing."
"Crunchy mom thing?" she echoed, her chest rising at the affront. Jabbing a finger at my forehead, she added, "And how would you have accounted for that?"
"That little drawing? I thought Eva had gotten herself tattooed." Frankie glanced between Rhonda and me in confusion.
"It's a magic symbol, for crying out loud; it's a protection against forces messing with her perception!" the waitress explained in audible exasperation. "And who would get their forehead inked?"
"Eva might. You gotta admit she has peculiar fashion tastes," Frankie argued.
I couldn't help but chime in. "Why do people keep saying that?"
Rhonda threw her hands up in defeat.
I cleared my throat. "You're saying that all the ladies working here have supernatural abilities?"
"Like I just told you." She rubbed her temples with both hands. "And I'm sorry you fainted. It had to do with Hailey—her magic is great for defending against dark influences. The spell she cast was to scare off your attacker, but it seems to have affected you, too."
"I don't consider myself a dark influence."
"Well, you are an interdimensional being," Rhonda replied. "Not normally mankind's best friend. But I know you're a good kid. Don't worry."
"Thank you very much for helping me," I said softly, staring at my hands as I folded them in my lap. "I apologize for the inconvenience."
"It's cool."
"So, the six of you all together are probably really powerful?" I inquired, an idea faintly taking shape in my mind.
"You could say that," Rhonda answered, not without a hint of pride.
"Is there any way I could get your input on a problem I've been having?"
"I suppose," she said slowly. "We'll hear you out, sure, but that's about all the promises I'll make for now, okay?"
"Yes, perfect."
"Alright. I'll talk to the girls and we'll be in touch." She zipped up her jacket, shoving her phone into her pocket. "Goodnight, you two."
With that, she left us sitting in the empty diner. Frankie still looked rather puzzled. Shaking his head, he turned to give me a droll smile. "How embarrassing. I normally pride myself on being perceptive. People are strange though, aren't they?" He sat down beside me on the bench, shuffling closer. "You ran into trouble again? With the cultist?"
I didn't really want to relay the entirety of what I'd learned from Jewel to him—somehow, I didn't think Frankie would be opposed to someone bringing by the end of the world. It would be best to keep that particular piece of information stored away for a while longer. Instead, I asked a completely different, if not wholly unrelated question. "The other day, you told me about feeling destructive and grimy. Where is that coming from?"
"Sunshine, I know I've danced around this for long enough. I can tell you, but you look miserable right now. I'd much rather have you in better spirits first." He placed a tentative hand on my back. "Anything I can do to cheer you up?"
I started chewing on my lower lip, not meeting his gaze.
"You're thinking about kissing me again, aren't you?" Frankie asked, having apparently learned how to read minds.
"We don't have to. I do not care."
"That nearly crossed the line between accommodating and insulting. Look, I want to. You just caught me off guard the last time." He pulled a wet string from his chewing gum. I waited in silence for him to continue. "I'm honestly surprised you're still up to it. I know I'm a piece of shit."
"You're not—"
"I am. And what's more, you should know that kissing is as far as things are gonna get between us. I don't do the sex-thing. That's nothing to do with how much I like you or anything. I just don't do that." He had removed his gum from his mouth completely, instead fumbling around with it like play doh. "If that cancels out the whole liking-me-extravaganza, then it's best we cleared that up beforehand." He turned to face me. "What's that look for?"
I was beaming at him with more conviction that I had found the most perfect being than ever. "This works out beautifully," I told him.
"Are you sure? You're not just saying this?"
"If you don't take my word for it, I wouldn't know how else to prove it."
"I believe you! I'm glad, I really am, I'm just kinda stunned." He straightened up. "I want to kiss you even more now."
A quiet squeak came from somewhere in my throat. "I can hear my pulse," I remarked.
"Yeah, me too." He grinned, propping his chin in his palm. "Excited?"
"You know that." Feeling I had to share more, I added, "This is the first time for me. That doesn't change anything, does it?"
Fran's brows rose a great deal. "Huh."
"Is that bad?"
"No! But seriously, is this gonna be your first kiss?" He gestured at our surroundings. "A dingy little diner after hours? Not very romantic, is it?"
"That's fine," I assured him.
"Nope. We can do better." He got off the bench, drawing himself up to his full height (which wasn't very impressive either). "It doesn't have to be a big deal, but it should be nice. You're getting a good first kiss. I'll think of something. Don't worry, I won't go over the top."
I couldn't help but smile at that. Letting him pull me to my feet, I briefly went in for a hug. I nearly jumped when he turned his head and pressed his lips to my cheek. "That doesn't count." He held onto my hand as he let go. "So… how would you feel about hypothetically burning a building together?"
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2: deadbeat roommate
3: creepy crush
4: relocation
5: beach concert
6: First date
7: Temp work
8: roommate talk
9: a dismal worldview
10: warehouse
11: staircase
12: explanation
13: hurt
14: hospital
15: ocean
16: diner
17: government work
18: something in the caves
19: shopping cart
20: olms and Jewels
21: long hair
22: recruitment

Learnings of the Zora, Part One The Waters of the Zora's Domain as told by Prince Sidon
Long, long ago, right here in Lanayru, incredible transformations, both subtle and drastic in nature, shaped the land. The tall mountains birthed clouds, these clouds cried tears of rain, and this rain filled our deep valleys past the brim. In time, this overflowing water became the Zora River, which bred waterfalls that fell and nourished the vast Lanayru Wetlands. Perhaps it was inevitable that my Zora ancestors, who wandered in search of precious water, would finally settle here. The mountains of Lanayru are blessed with high-quality stone. The structures built from said stone are solid yet refined. Just like the Zora and our domain, our buildings exist in harmony with the water. It is a beautiful symbol of our way of life.
If you go to the edge of the domain, close your eyes, and listen closely...you shall be greeted by the gentle sound of water. This kind, soothing sound is a testament to the happy life the Zora are so grateful to have found here. As one born of royal Zora blood, my duty is as clear as it is unshakable. I, Sidon, swear here and now... I shall protect our home with my very life, that the gentle sound of water may never cease in our beloved domain.

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Learnings of the Zora, Part Two The Legend of Ruto, Our Great Ancestor As told by Prince Sidon
It is written that long ago there was a strong-willed Zora princess who was as meandering as a winding river. This princess, who was dearly loved by her fellow Zora, was as noble as she was innocent. Her name was Ruto. One day, a powerful and wicked man tried to take over Hyrule and brought great ruin to the once-peaceful Zora's Domain. Our tales speak of fallen Zora soldiers drifting down the river as it sadly reflected the chaotic retreat of the terrified Zora. Princess Ruto bravely fought back her tears as she bore witness to the tragic misery unfolding in the domain. Even amid her heartbreak, the Zora princess did all she could to help the weak and elderly escape. Next she swam against the river's current and climbed the mighty waterfall to challenge her foe. The details this fight have fallen victim to the haze of time. Few details remain. Still, it is said that she was aided by the princess of Hyrule and the hero of legend, and together they saved Hyrule. So the legend goes.
I, Sidon, prince of the Zora, cannot help but ponder these events as I listen to the Zora children play in all their innocence. As Princess Ruto's descendant, it is my fate to carry the torch of her brave acts into tomorrow and beyond. I shall not fail.

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The Learnings of the Zora, Part Three The Great King Dorephan As told by Prince Sidon
Several springs after I lost my dear sister, Mipha, a large group of Lizalfos attacked the domain. It mattered not that this was my first true battle. The expectations of those around me weighed heavy on my shoulders. The absence of Mipha, who had always been there to encourage me with loving kindness, was like a spear to the heart. As for my own spear, though I was highly trained for its use, it seemed to only cut the air and slash the water's surface. I was taken off guard by a surprise attack from three Lizalfos hiding at the water's edge, each with their blade fixed on me. I knew that my time had come...and that is when the three Lizalfos disappeared as quickly as they had arrived. In their place, I saw the towering figure of my father, the great King Dorephan, who had just bested my foes with ease. "Sidon, my son," he said firmly. "You allowed your heart to falter. That is the quickest way to fall on the battlefield."
His words cut deep, but as I stood on the brink of despair, a familiar voice gently encouraged me. "Your king needs you." Many soldiers later attested that they were certain they had also heard the sweet voice of Mipha on that day. From then on, my heart was true and my resolve firm. By lending strength to our king, we were able to save the the domain.

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Learnings of the Zora, Part Four Two Sisters of Different Blood As told by Prince Sidon
When I was young, I had an irrational fear of strangers. I was particularly bashful around Yona. Paralyzed, even. She was already so mature in manner, and she treated me like a little brother, even though we were not related. There came an unseasonably heavy rain that quickly flooded the river. Us children, who were playing there, were swept away. I was battered by the water's strong flow, my fins helpless to resist. It was Yona who dragged me to the safety of the shore. The water continued to swell as the shore waned, but Yona was unflappable, sweetly comforting me as I shivered in fear. It was Mipha, my dear sister, who finally showed up to rescue us with other Zora adults in tow. I still remember Yona's face as she gazed up at Mipha in admiration. My face must have looked the same as I gazed at Yona.
As a child, I had two big sisters. One by birth and one by chance. Yona looked up to Mipha, and I was in awe of them both. Before i knew it, years had passed and my feelings for Yona became more difficult to quantify. Then, one day... My father informed that the amazing young woman who had once been like a sister to me was to be my bride. Perhaps these feelings and memories are too dear and private to commit to history, but such is the tale of this Zora prince.

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Learnings of the Zora, Part Five The Zora Armor She Left Behind As told by Prince Sidon For some time after I lost my beloved sister, even the light shining on the water seemed dark and dreary to my eyes. But as they say, time heals all wounds, no matter how deep. I can now speak of her with a smile, as is only fitting. I shall now tell the tale of the Zora armor that my sister crafted for her future husband, as per our ancient custom. One dark day, the domain was in great peril, and I sought help from a traveling Hylian to save our home. He was sparing with his words, yet I trusted him at once. As fate would have it, he was a childhood friend of Mipha's. My father, King Dorephan, troubled by the domain's suffering, requested his help. The swordsman agreed without hesitation. Father bequeathed my sister's Zora armor to this courageous soul, along with her hopes for the safety of the domain. The armor fit Link perfectly-so perfectly that councilman Muzu, who then harbored a hatred of Hylians, could not object. My sister had already left this world, and with her went the dearly held intentions she had instilled in that special armor. Yet, with Link's help, she shined a light on the Zora in our hour of need, reaching between worlds with gentle fingertips.

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Learnings of the Zora, Part Six The Story of Mipha Court: The Beginning As told by Prince Sidon
There was once a terrifying Monster on Ploymus Mountain, loosing shock arrows on all who dared to cross its path. It was of utmost importance to drive the beast away, but as the Zora are weak to electricity, our efforts were futile. That is when a lone Hylian arrived at the domain. This swordsman who was sparing with his words...his name was Link. Unlike us Zora, he was immune to shocks! Well, perhaps that is an exaggeration, but one thing is certain. He was very brave. After careful preparation, he ascended Ploymus Mountain defeated the foul beast all by himself. As if in celebration of the newfound peace, clean water mysteriously began flowing at the top of Ploymus Mountain. This is when many Zora, if not most, voiced support for building a place that all could enjoy in that formerly frightful spot.
Yet the many tree roots and stones made this task tricky, leading to a focus on the no-less-difficult matter of the name. "Zora Park" was too obvious. "Ploymus Park" only conjured images of the former terrors found there. When I candidly asked whether we should focus on the hard work at hand rather than the name, they all turned my way. "Prince Sidon," they asked. "Surely you must have a good suggestion?" To that, I fell silent, and stayed so for a long while.
I shall write the conclusion of this story on another monument.

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Learnings of the Zora, Part Six The Story of Mipha Court: The Conclusion As told by Prince Sidon
The first half of this tale can be found on another stone monument. If it is not too much trouble, I advise reading that first. I now present the conclusion.
When posed with the task of naming this storied location, I, Prince Sidon, fell silent. After a time, I timidly proposed the one and only name that came to mind for this place of newfound peace. I suggested that we name it after my beloved sister who had long been lost to us...Mipha Court. I worried they would think I was unfairly favoring my own family's legacy by naming it after my kin. A hush fell over the group. After a time, one of the stonemasons raised his voice in agreement. More voices joined his, one after another. The idea was embraced wholly, and the craftsmen all returned to their work. Though the work was grueling, from then until the completion of Mipha Court, the air was filled with laughter and singing. This incident drove home to my very core how much everyone loved my sister. I hope one day to inspire such admiration. If there is ever to be a Sidon Court, I must work tirelessly to earn that honor.

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Learnings of the Zora part, Part Seven The Prince and the Swordsman As told by Prince Sidon
The rain always stops...except when it does not. This humorous saying was once repeated wtih a soft chuckle around here. Then, one day, heavy rain started falling in the domain, and no matter how many days passed, it did not cease. Althought the Zora are a water-dwelling sort, we came to miss the warmth of the sun and the dry winds upon our backs. Alas, as fervent as our desire was, we had no means of stopping the cause of this unprecedented disaster. When all had given up hope, I, Sidon, took it upon myself to invite a Hylian to the domain. The young swordsman of few words was named Link. I trusted him at once, sensing great devotion in his eyes. It was immediately clear that my instincts were correct. Thanks to Link, we were able to face the threat head on. Our battle with the source of the disaster was intense, but my newfound friend and I refused to yield until we finally triumphed. Sometimes, written words flow so much more readily than those spoken...
Link, my dearest friend, you are an unparalleled swordsman, and I admire you so very much. He may lack fins and gills, but it matters not. This hero among heroes exudes magnificence tempered with steadiness. Though we are different, our hearts both yearn to serve a higher calling. I learned much from him, and am eternally grateful. As I recall my best friend, it occurs to me that though the rains have ceased, perhaps a true adventure never does.

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Learnings of the Zora, Part Eight The Princess of Hyrule As told by Prince Sidon
Once that despicable disaster had ceased to plague Zora's Domain, a distinguised yet humble lady paid us a visit. This young woman who appeared with Link at her side was none other Princess Zelda of the royal family of Hyrule. "I beg forgiveness," she said earnestly. "Because of the royal family, Princess Mipha..." She paused, unable to continue. Small, silent teardrops tumbled down her cheek and hit the floor, one after another, each saying a thousand unspoken words. She gently wiped her eyes and lifted her gaze to meet the king's, speaking kind words of gratitude for Mipha's sacrifice. We knew well that what had transpired was the result of a decision shared by the Zora and by Princess Mipha herself.
There was no need for the princess of Hyrule's apology, and even less so for her sorrow. King Dorephan, along with the rest of the Zora, were moved by the depth of Princess Zelda's sincerity. She had held that unthinkable disaster at bay for nearly 100 years with nothing more than sheer force of her own will. Yet she was not prideful. She dutifully set to work, traveling across Hyrule to secure cooperation for the kingdom's restoration. She was adored by all, yet so humble. She possessed an inner strength that shone like a star in the night sky. I used to think that inner strength could be forged by building physical strength, but now I am not so certain. I feel a strong calling to one day acquire this same sort of strength within myself.

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Learnings of the Zora, Anecdote One The Solid Water and the Fluid Spear As told by Prince Sidon
The Zora are not associated with water because of our dwelling place alone. We each also, to varying extents, possess the ability to actually manipulate water. We use this gift for many purposes. We use it to swim faster, to achieve mighty leaps from the waves below, to gather fish, and so much more. For me, the true awakening of this ability that many of my childhood chums already possessed came upon me quite suddenly. One day as I was training at Veiled Falls, the rain slickened my grasp, causing me to drop my spear. I reached to grab it, but it was already too far away. Soon it would fall to the bottom of the cliff, never to be seen again. I knew that I must take hold of it, and at that moment, droplets created a stream extending from my outstretched hand. The water stream twisted and turned until it finally took hold of my falling spear and deftly returned it to my grasp. In that moment, the water was solid and my spear fluid. This sensation forever changed my approach to spearplay. I was reminded of my sister, Mipha, described it...and everything clicked. Water and spear became one. Gaining yet another layer of admiration for my dear sister, I devoted myself to my spear training from then on.

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Learnings of the Zora, Anecdote Two The Great Task Entrusted to Me As told by Prince Sidon
I, Sidon, was entrusted with the great task of renovating the Zora stone monuments that had fallen to ruin. There are 11 stone monuments total found in and around Zora's Domain, including the one you are now reading. The former text written by my father, King Dorephan, could not be salvaged, and so sadly it had to be replaced. Despite my royal blood, whispers abound that it is improper for someone my age to write over the king's glorious words. Ah, but do they not realize that it was King Dorephan himself who ordered me to undertake this restoration project? Father says it is not set in stone that I shall be the one to inherit the throne, as it is not a matter of blood alone.
If we ask the eternal skies above whether I am fit to rule, they shall remain silent, and so we must look to our fellow Zora. He urged me to use these monuments to share my learnings and speak to our people straight from my heart. Father is older and wiser than I. His safe advice is a gift. As such, I have inscribed my thoughts upon these 11 stones. I do not know how far-reaching my words shall be, but it is my hope that they will reach whoever needs to hear them most. Until one of my descendants writes over my musings many years from now, I pray they resonate with whoever reads them.

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Space Based Guerrilla Warfare....
This was the doctrine adopted by the Humans and their newly formed United Earth Defense Force Navy many centuries ago. Back when the humans civilization was first introduced to the Galaxy at large and began to carve out their new nation among the stars.
At this point in their history, the Humans were not the most technologically advanced species within the Galatic Community. Nor could they seen as the most powerful, as they had little in the way of a interstellar military force. Though they try to rectify this fact as soon as they could, as they soon realized that not everyone in the Galaxy were as friendly as they were.
I remember when they launched their first "warship", bulky monstrosity they called the "Valiant". which had a revolving section near the front of the vessel and used a mix of rail guns and missile pods as it's main armmorment. Truth be told, it was no more powerful than a Calathy Gun boat, but the Humans seemed to be proud of their first attempt. Which was probably why they began to build more of them in the following years.
To be fair, the humans did make improvements with each design they came up with. Though their vessels still had that rotating setion to provide artificial gravity and they were still no more powerful than a Standard Light Cruiser. Which was why we were all worried when the Gan'zo decleared war on the humans and launched their invasion. We all expted them, the humans to surrender within a few days. But we would soon learn not to underestimate our new friends, as they introduced the Gan'zo Imperial fleet to a new kind of warfare.
Using a combination of ambushes, traps and even misinformation. the Human Fleet was able to slowly but effectively bleed the Gan'zo invasion fleet. The Gan'zo, more use to conventional fleet engagements, were unable to counter these human tactics effectively. Galling victim to primitive yet powerful nuclear weapons the humans had set in traps, their supply ships constantly being attacked by small attack ships, their communications being jammed. It was amazing they were even able to make it to the Human home system. Though they soon realized that the Humans didn't have rail guns alone.
As it turned out, the Humans now possess powerful Particle Beam Cannons and massive mass drivers mounted on numerous space stations around their home world. It also turned out that the humans now possessed more advanced warships which did away with the revolving sections. Thus making them more manuverable than their Gan'zo counterparts.
I don't think I need to tell you of the slaughter the Gan'zo fleet suffered against the United Earth Forces at the Battle of Sol. The Gan'zo were forced to retreat, but the humans continued to harass their would be attackers. Using the same tactics they used when the Gan'zo first entered their space and would continue to use up until their reached the Gan'zo home world.
Today, the Humans now possess one of the more advanced fleets in the known Galaxy. Sure they do not have the largest fleet in the community, but they don't need to. They have already proved that numbers aren't always the deciding factor in a battle.
Though I fear just what would happen if someone else were foolish enough to invade human space today. With the level of technology they now have at their disposal, I believe that the next race who crosses the humans may not be as lucky.
Their ships, though carrying more powerful weapons and armor, prioritizes both speed and stealth in their designs. They are second to none when it comes to electronic warfare and counter intelligence. I doubt even the Vree'n could counter their methods. Not to mention, the humans still won't allow ships into their core systems. So there is no telling just what defenses they now have guarding their inner colonies.
But I am more than confident that the Human Doctrine of Space Based Guerrilla Warfare will serve them well once again.

The color of magic
Tell me about it
Tell the world its
Okay to feel and
You're the only one
Who ever showed me
I could be different.
Record hand scratching
Warming, sinew relaxing,
Back and forth hear
Samples out of sync
The mind is a terrible master
And my only link.
This was never finished
And I hardly know what to think.
23/04/03
There is cacophany in the valley and I 95 or so years before time mull around on my front porch hacking off my last remaining lung. It's a bitter old gripe made older by my arrogant age.
That's shit, delete it, I refuse myself in odd days when it's easy, when i should do it when it's hard.
I've been dangling out on the rim Where the water from our oceans flows out like a cascade over the universe.
Here i am perched on the edge of a stone like a bored gargoyle with eyes cupped over rare holographic polyhedrons. There are the stars and turtles soaring across the cosmos with nary a care for such little things. And that shelled insensitivity arrives to protect me just the same, shield breaking into jagged shards at later expiration. It's shame, it's hiding, it's cowardice. It is the blind certainty and thus imprisonment that the next spell will burn down the world. It is sitting on fire not coals when the past floods down the road. Zoetrope called at birth and i still don't hear the bars when I think I do.
The past is done, it has volcanically cooled. That fear is an illusion projected on ocean spray, that there is no way to cross the rolling ocean. There is no ship bouyant enough to carry a payload of so much doubt. There's no time to pitch it in the storm, the best is just bailing out. And damn looking down over the roof was like a glass of gin once upon a time. No doubt in my mind that i couldn't drown if I tried. All of these are raw mesmerizing illusions projected in my skull-sized kingdom.
But these falls: That's where i shattered my ribcage on the rocks. I hear voices from over the edge, yours and others. I think about the uncountable number of things that revolve without us.
Forwards is outwards, onwards is inwards. Obtuse is cute he said, to the ice in his eyes in the mirror though I swear it makes sense to but Listen! Not you, dear me hear me fight me reader, me; LISTEN. I spoke to myself too harshly, and, Now there is a little kid in the corner of the scary room. I think about him often but he's so hard to see. I've been trying to find the words to say to him, like I once heard about a young woman in the attic. He needs someone, something, he needs to be forgiven, or maybe he needs nothing at all. And here I'm already withholding it like i can bribe him when i know i cant. I can't just pull him out of this room by the arms. I just want to feed him and wipe the dirt off his cheeks and hold him and tell him it'll be alright. I know he feels like he messed up and everyone upstairs is mad, like his friends are leaving early. No one came to his party; he doesn't think he deserves one anyway, he never even sent the invites. He'd try to apologize and make it worse and fall into that well even harder, hit his head on the way down and escape to the center of the planet. It's all hyperbole, it's all performance, it's untrustworthy.
No, you're right- the song has been playing backwards. It's masked by porcelain crumpling in my hands holding my head. It's my hunter, not my carnivore, that wins too often. How can we possibly put it all in metaphor? Can we do it straight, no chaser? Is there no other way? Asked to the citizens of you or I, not both - either accusatory or self-pitying I realize. "We" acts like I know it all and I don't know shit. (This is why a part of me hides in a corner, for fear of harsh correction, bloodless and whipless and merciless and all done by myself to myself.)
It tries to bury itself in kids toys and hard drugs so it doesn't have to look itself in the mirror. It's beating out of time, set to go off on a hair trigger, douse the entire prom.
I don't think i want to post this, but I probably will. The thoughts have to go somewhere and this notes app is insufficient. They must be bottled and surrendered to deep ocean selkies, a ritual bloodletting promised without solicitation. This is my only mask in the gallery, crisis limited to one rainbucket, or I would drown in it all. The rest i stuff in the closet, hinges creaking.
Bury my stream of conscious. It always sounds worse out loud, running my mouth and finding out the babbling brook of tar and pain that leaks out of me. Like i don't know what's inside of me, or I just can't listen to it until it's laid out. It's not light or dark, it's a lot of nervous unhealthy guts.
I worry you were right, that what I crave is that internal static. I've felt it, hard, especially these months. Headshot numb me up, but I'd have to stand far away to self administer it. I keep twitching while I'm under.
I want to let it out, like i can unlatch my chest in a field somewhere so noone will get hurt and jettison it into space. The blast incinerates me whole on the launchpad and lets the feeling search the galaxy for you.
I have felt you in moments where i was not there. I was astral projecting in the drivers seat. I heard your name call down from intercloud lightning swear to god i did. I bared my naked chest to that cold storm, the same way i wanted to cut my actual heart out later. The water.
Now all I know to do is sew it back together. After learning how it happens, it's all I want to do - stand out in the fields.
I don't want to pretend my affection can't hurt. Every lover has a dagger in their hand. I don't want to carve out hearts anymore. Straining and pulling in all directions, casualties.
I feel like I haven't been living honestly. Maybe it will always feel off-angle.
I am a snakehead eating the head on the opposite side. I am jagged unpolished pyrite. I am not what I expect.
If time is

Demographics: Mexican-American, male, low-income, first-generation, Virginia
Intended Major(s): Bioengineering (at schools with strong engineering programs), Biochemistry (for other schools)
Academics:
- SAT: 1590 (790 EBRW, 800 M)
- Class rank: School does not rank
- UW/W GPA: 3.96 UW / 4.45 W
- Coursework: 11 AP classes (thru the end of senior year), all honors 11th and 12th, 4 courses (biochemistry, microbiology, genetics, cell biology) at a community college
- Senior Year Coursework: AP Chinese, AP Calculus BC, AP Physics C: Mechanics, AP Physics C: Electricity & Magnetism, AP Literature, AP Music Theory, Comparative World Religion, Senior Capstone, Honors Orchestra, Honors Choir, General Genetics, Cell Biology, Honors English Electives, Honors Multivariable Calculus, Honors Linear Algebra
- AP Scores: AP Chemistry (5), APUSH (pending), AP Lang (pending), AP Calc AB (pending), AP Physics 1 (pending)
Awards:
- Dartmouth Book Award
- School Science Research Award
- National Hispanic Recognition Program
- Accepted to statewide science fair, placed 4th
- National Merit Finalist
- AP Scholar with Distinction
Extracurriculars:
- SSP Biochemistry
- Molecular Biology Research at university - I published a paper with me and my friend as the lead authors. Our research is also being presented at a national conference. This took about 5 hours per week and I did this every week from November of my junior year onward (not doing it during breaks/holidays).
- President of Tutoring Club
- President of Music Club
- President of Chinese Club
- President of Community Service Club
- Vice President of Science Club
- FoundeLeader of School iGEM Team
- Violin in School Orchestra, made it to the regional orchestra
- Bass in School Choir, made it to regional choir 3 times, all-state choir twice
- Varsity Cross Country
- Tutored middle school students
- Taught myself piano
Essays: My common app essay is about music. I’m connecting it to my love for teaching. For my supplemental essays, there is, of course, a variety of topics, but they mainly focus on my passion for science, education, my background as a Latino/low-income/first-gen student, and music.
LORs:
- College counselor: 9/10, we are actually really close! Most students only meet with her 2-3 times, but I’ve met with her 10+ times as I really need a lot of help with the college process, and I also met with her frequently during my junior year to get help with applications to a summer program. I’m really confident that she can write a great letter of recommendation for me.
- AP Chemistry teacher: 9/10, I think she’s really seen me grow as a student and as a person. I honestly kind of struggled in her class first semester, but I made a huge comeback and started developing good study strategies. She is the teacher sponsor of the scientific research club, which I am vice president of, and I’ve made a tremendous effort to involve people in research and science programs. I’ve also led the effort to involve our school in the iGEM competition. I think she really sees my enthusiasm for science (especially chemistry), and I’m confident she can write something positive about my growth and passion.
- AP Physics I teacher: 7/10, I think I did great in his class, but I don’t think I made a big effort to really go out of my way to make a connection with him. He knows I really enjoy his class, have a good work ethic, and love science, but I wouldn’t say I really stand out in his class. I think he has positive things to say about me, but as I don’t really have a connection with him outside the classroom (like robotics), it won’t be a “glowing” letter.
- Junior spring English teacher: 8/10, I’m not really a humanities person but I absolutely loved his class. We have the same sense of humor and he has enjoyed my essays/papers. We all did speeches at the end of the spring, and I did mine on my financial situation. I thought it was a really great speech, and he told me it stood out from the other speeches he has seen. I think this, though small, hopefully gave him some kind of idea of some of the challenges I go through. He was also one of the interviewers for a scholarship nomination interview at my school, so he got some more information about myself there. I am fairly confident he will have good things to say, and since he is an amazing writer, I think (hope) his letter of recommendation will be good.
Other: Using fee waivers, seeking need-based aid
Schools (categories are according to my college counselor, not me):
Safeties:
- Rensselaer Polytechnic Institute
- Boston University
- University of Washington
- UC San Diego
Targets:
- UC Santa Barbara
- University of Southern California
- Tufts University
Reaches:
- Harvard
- Brown
- University of Pennsylvania
- Yale
- Stanford
- University of Chicago
- Johns Hopkins University
- UCLA
- UC Berkeley
- Caltech
- MIT
Questions/Comments:
- Honors English and History are not offered for freshmen and sophomores.
No AP classes are permitted during freshman year. Most students take 0-1 AP classes during their sophomore year.
- The music department was a wreck during my freshman year, so I didn’t add it as a class to my schedule, but continued participating and practicing.
- The classes I took at a nearby community college were not as a part of a dual enrollment program. These classes are at night and I have to make a weekly commute (20-30 minutes) to the college. I don’t get high school credit for these.
- Honors music is not available until 11th grade.
- Two of my classes (music theory, E&M) are independent studies with a teacher, but still appear on my transcript.
- AP and Honors classes are both weighted .5 extra, and an A+ is a 4.3 Theoretically, the highest GPA possible is a 4.8, but since many courses are not offered as honors or AP, the actual highest weighted GPA is somewhere around a 4.6.
- Lots of financial and familial (money, death, alcoholism, divorce, eating disorders…we have it all) issues during my time in high school that I plan to cover in the additional information section.
- I became involved in my clubs in 10th grade as they didn’t really exist in 9th because of COVID. My leadership positions are all my CURRENT positions, not positions that I’ve held for 3 years.- I had the opportunity to take AP Bio during my junior year, but I decided to take classes outside of my school as I had learned most of the AP Bio curriculum during my sophomore year and wanted to take more specific sciences that I was interested in.
Are there any schools I should add? Any I should take out?

The sea of dead humans gave little Emma no fear. Around her were miles of floating dead bodies. Their heads were facing her. She rowed on.
The island Emma headed towards was where the Tree of Life stood. It's the only tree in this weird world to bear fruit. When consumed, it slowed hunger, and the little girl knew this. Her father had had taught her, showed her, and asked her to taste. It tasted sweet.
"The ambrosia of the Gods," he used to say. "Never forget it."
Emma promised.
After landing safely ashore, Emma grabbed her basket and sticky tape and climbed the grassy slope. It wasn't long before she spotted the Tree of Life in lush vegetation.
It was a massive tree; its trunk was rough and gray as the cloudy sky. Its boughs were full of burgundy leaves, some as high as the sky, some as low as the ground.
Once there, Emma immediately began plucking from the low branches. As she harvested, she heard a faint meow.
"Hello?" Emma scoured about, following the sound. "Hello?"
She tried again, and this time she found a bloodied piece of furry flesh hanging on a low branch. She picked it up, puzzled by her discovery. Every step revealed more shredded pieces, blood, lumps of flesh. Emma grew worried and her pace quickened. A couple steps later, the girl found a string and its source.
Emma gasped. There were two large feline yellow eyes staring back at her, its deflated head punctured by the tree branches. Blood gushed with every breath. It cried out in pain. The string little Emma had found began to wiggle beneath her feet.
"Sorry!" Emma said, easing her feet.
The strange wounded beast hissed as she gathered its furry pieces from the ground.
"Don't worry," she said. "I'll come back."
Emma did, and this time, with sticky tape. A few strong yanks, she freed the beast. It flopped on the ground, hissing and crying. Then, with her best efforts, the little girl taped the flesh and skins back onto the beast. The face gradually took shape: a cat's face.
Once done, Emma stood back as the cat-faced creature inflated itself into true form. Whiskers sprouted and its large eyes grew wider. A mischievous smile crossed its scarred face. Its string was actually its tail. It floated in mid-air like a balloon.
Some time passed. As Emma approached the shore, she gasped and cried. The sea of dead bodies had already claimed her boat. The mass of bloated hands and arms tore it apart. But then the cat-headed balloon purred, rubbing itself gently against her side. An idea came.
Soaring across the dark sky, Emma held onto the tail, her fruit basket in tow. The little girl and the balloon-like creature braved the brewing storm until thunder forced them below. The sea of dead humans woke and reached out. Hungrily. Greedily. Noisily. Bloated, rotten hands sprung everywhere. Two gripped Emma by the legs, and she screamed.

The sea of dead humans gave little Emma no fear. Around her were miles of floating dead bodies. Their heads were facing her. She rowed on.
The island Emma headed towards was where the Tree of Life stood. It's the only tree in this weird world to bear fruit. When consumed, it slowed hunger, and the little girl knew this. Her father had had taught her, showed her, and asked her to taste. It tasted sweet.
"The ambrosia of the Gods," he used to say. "Never forget it."
Emma promised.
After landing safely ashore, Emma grabbed her basket and sticky tape and climbed the grassy slope. It wasn't long before she spotted the Tree of Life in lush vegetation.
It was a massive tree; its trunk was rough and gray as the cloudy sky. Its boughs were full of burgundy leaves, some as high as the sky, some as low as the ground.
Once there, Emma immediately began plucking from the low branches. As she harvested, she heard a faint meow.
"Hello?" Emma scoured about, following the sound. "Hello?"
She tried again, and this time she found a bloodied piece of furry flesh hanging on a low branch. She picked it up, puzzled by her discovery. Every step revealed more shredded pieces, blood, lumps of flesh. Emma grew worried and her pace quickened. A couple steps later, the girl found a string and its source.
Emma gasped. There were two large feline yellow eyes staring back at her, its deflated head punctured by the tree branches. Blood gushed with every breath. It cried out in pain. The string little Emma had found began to wiggle beneath her feet.
"Sorry!" Emma said, easing her feet.
The strange wounded beast hissed as she gathered its furry pieces from the ground.
"Don't worry," she said. "I'll come back."
Emma did, and this time, with sticky tape. A few strong yanks, she freed the beast. It flopped on the ground, hissing and crying. Then, with her best efforts, the little girl taped the flesh and skins back onto the beast. The face gradually took shape: a cat's face.
Once done, Emma stood back as the cat-faced creature inflated itself into true form. Whiskers sprouted and its large eyes grew wider. A mischievous smile crossed its scarred face. Its string was actually its tail. It floated in mid-air like a balloon.
Some time passed. As Emma approached the shore, she gasped and cried. The sea of dead bodies had already claimed her boat. The mass of bloated hands and arms tore it apart. But then the cat-headed balloon purred, rubbing itself gently against her side. An idea came.
Soaring across the dark sky, Emma held onto the tail, her fruit basket in tow. The little girl and the balloon-like creature braved the brewing storm until thunder forced them below. The sea of dead humans woke and reached out. Hungrily. Greedily. Noisily. Bloated, rotten hands sprung everywhere. Two gripped Emma by the legs, and she screamed.

So I honestly did something I now understand was really stupid. I’m pretty sure I got muted for sharing something midjourney created that could’ve been seen as disturbing, and I wish there was a way I could apologize. The rules of the server aren’t comprehensive, and I don’t say that as an excuse, but because I struggle with ASD and ADHD and can have a lot trouble interpreting things/when i’ve crossed the line. And while I’ve seen similar things posted, I just want to properly communicate with the mods and provide a proper apology.
If the answer is a hard “no“, I’ll deal with it. It’s not the end of the world. I just regret my actions and wish I could apologize, cause I really love the midjourney community. Asking questions, interacting, and showing off art pieces. What I said was inappropriate, and I take full accountability for that.

Ragnavi stood at the edge of a hill located beside the Dragonkin encampment. She breathed in, drinking deep from the crisp morning air.
It tasted wrong.
I have been dancing to Elnaril's tune. She was still coming to terms with that particular revelation. Even now, admitting it rankled her. The notion that she'd allowed herself to be blinded by her pursuit of EXP...fuck, it was shameful. No one else knew, but she did, and that was already bad enough.
Hindsight made it all seem so obvious. This entire war was a farce. Her armies had advanced unopposed because they were never meant to be opposed. Their string of victories, and the Harpies she'd slain as EXP, were little more than a trail of bait leading her towards Elnaril's capital city. No other explanation made sense.
Not that she'd looked especially hard for an explanation until yesterday. It was much more convenient to adorn Elnaril with neat, concise labels. Why had he declared war? Because he was greedy. Why were his armies failing so spectacularly? Because he was incompetent. Ragnavi had been content to look no further than that.
After learning Elnaril was controlled by the Blight, however? That changed matters.
Most of her soldiers refused to believe it. In truth, the Harpies they'd extracted the information from refused to believe it as well. They'd thrown out the rumors as a desperate measure to buy favor, explaining how distressing Message Crystal reports of a Blight-possessed Elnaril were coming from cities to the far east. The concept seemed ludicrous, and Ragnavi likely would have dismissed it as hearsay – if it weren't for the numerous corroborating accounts of disappearances in the capital. Nobles, civilians and Combat Class users alike, all vanishing without a trace.
When combined with Elnaril's flagrant lack of regard for the lives of his people, it indicated a pattern. Not of greedy incompetence, but of calculated malice.
Others could stick their heads in the sand if they wished. Ragnavi had grown up in the pit of vipers that was the Dragonkin court, and she could smell deceit from leagues away. This Blight-infected Elnaril wanted her army to continue marching straight towards the capital city. For him, abomination that he was, sacrificing the lives of thousands of Harpies in order to draw her attention was no worse than spilling loose change on the ground.
What have you prepared that instills you with such confidence? What awaits me at the capital?
She supposed that she'd be finding out soon, when she left her armies behind and flew ahead alone.
If Ragnavi was capable of greater self-delusion, she might have been able to convince herself that she was acting pragmatically. There were just enough benefits for it to be a half-sensible plan. Compared to the maddeningly slow gait of her armies, she could travel significantly faster on her own. Flying solo would let her reach the capital in less than ten days, while trekking with her soldiers across the bulk of Harpy territory would take months more. And it wasn't as if any Harpies she crossed paths with could keep pace with her, so there was no real danger to it.
I am playing the role of a Scout, she told herself. We must know what Elnaril is plotting before advancing further. Arriving at the capital earlier than he anticipates, before he's recalled more Harpies to fortify his position, may give rise to unforeseen opportunities. I will observe the city from a safe distance – and if a chance arises to disrupt his plans, no Combat Class user in the world is better-suited to taking advantage of that scenario than myself.
Sound logic...if she ignored the fury boiling inside her. The last Blight she'd encountered left her with agonizing Corruption sickness that afflicted her to this day. Its death hadn't been anywhere near sufficient of a revenge. Now a second Blight was trying to make a fool of her, and she was supposed to avert her eyes from that offense?
No. Perhaps the cautious route would have been to avoid the capital city, Scouring the rest of Harpy territory for EXP, but she was no mewling newborn that cowered from a challenge when it presented itself. She was a Dragonkin. A true Dragonkin. Elnaril would pay for his transgressions in blood and fire.
Ragnavi recognized that her desires were born from hubris. She also did not care. What good was all the power she'd accumulated if she couldn't use it as she pleased?
An approaching presence jarred her from her thoughts. She turned around to see the man she'd called for standing several feet away, although he was 4 minutes and 13 seconds late. Considering his circumstances, she would afford him a measure of leniency. "Vurshath."
"My Queen." Her retainer nodded to her. "You wished to see me?"
She examined the man closely. Vurshath's posture was slouched by a quarter of an inch, and black circles were emblazoned under his eyes, so dark that they could've been mistaken for paint. He was exhibiting unacceptable weakness for a retainer of the Dragon Queen to show. The kind that invited vultures to swoop down and pick at your carcass.
Yet even if the other retainers attempted to depose him at this very instant, Ragnavi wasn't certain if Vurshath would care. He was still recovering from the loss of his wife. It was one thing to claim that your family was prepared to die in battle; another to witness that gruesome vow become a reality. The Dragonkin casualties thus far had been sparse, but sparse was not zero, and Vurshath's wife happened to roll poorly in the game of war.
The pain in his eyes was one that Ragnavi was intimately familiar with.
"As you are aware, I shall be traveling to the Harpy capital," she began. "I intend to head straight there, without detours or excessive rest. It is unlikely that I will encounter anything more than the occasional Harpy along the way."
She locked eyes with him. "However. While the odds are egregiously small, there remains a possibility that I will encounter...others."
Vurshath's posture stiffened. His facial muscles twitched sporadically, a cauldron of emotions threatening to boil forth. "I see."
Ragnavi allowed him a grace period of three seconds before continuing. "Your wayward pariah of a daughter. What is her name?"
Silence.
"Meyneth," he finally spat, as if it was a curse. Vurshath didn't bother asking why Ragnavi wished to know. Among the scattered pieces of information the Harpy prisoners had divulged, one interesting fact was the makeup of the Human's core Party. Four Elves, two Fiends, the Human himself...
And a Dragonkin. With the same age, height, and scale coloration of Vurshath's exiled progeny.
It could be mere coincidence. After what happened with Elnaril, though, Ragnavi was hesitant to accept such a simple, convenient explanation.
Meyneth. Ragnavi committed the name to memory. "I shall ask you one more question. If luck smiles on me, and I come across the Human's Party, and I cast Identify on the Dragonkin in his Party, and their name is a match for your daughter's...what would you have me do? This is not a puzzle or a test. I am letting you decide."
She wondered if he fully appreciated the boon she was granting him. The Human's pet Dragonkin was a traitor to their race. Such a lowly creature deserved nothing less than to be executed, without recourse or remorse. It was only out of respect for Vurshath's recent loss that Ragnavi was willing to give his daughter a second chance.
Upon hearing her words, the man lost any semblance of composure. His face twisted into an ugly rictus of anguish and hatred, and when he spoke, the words were laced with a venom that could fell gorebeasts. "Kill her." Vurshath balled his hands into shaking fists. "Kill her. Kill her quickly. She does not deserve to exist. A world where Velen is gone, yet that defect persists is a world of mockery that I cannot abide."
Ragnavi nodded. She was plenty willing to fulfill his request. Slaying enemies was one of the few things that still gave her joy in life. Even so, a part of her was disappointed. Vurshath's choice proved that the two of them possessed incompatible personalities. He could be entertaining enough – when not wallowing in misery – but Ragnavi was averse to spending time with someone who would condemn a family member so readily.
It was the end of their acquaintanceship. When she returned from her mission, she would cut him loose, and that would be that.
"Goodbye, Vurshath." Ragnavi turned around, and without another word, assumed her Draconic Form. The Corruptive pain of transformation gradually subsided, after which she took flight and began her journey.
Ten days. A prelude to the storm. She'd use that respite to prepare herself, and whoever she met next – be that Meyneth, the Human, or Elnaril himself – would regret opposing her as the flames took them.
--
Rob sat alone in his tent, rubbing his hands together and suppressing maniacal laughter. He was probably spending too much time with Malika during the dimension mage sessions, because some of her mannerisms were becoming infectious. Usually the big sibling was supposed to be a bad influence on the little sibling, but she'd already stolen all his swear words, so now it was his turn to pick up habits.
And that was okay! Today was an excellent day for maniacal laughter. It wasn't often that a Combat Class user reached a 200 stat point milestone. And by often, he meant fucking never. He was pretty sure even the Dragon Queen hadn't done that naturally, excluding her doubled stats. She'd likely gone with a more balanced spread that didn't prohibitively favor one stat over the others – like a boring loser.
Alright, maybe he was feeling a bit hyper, but he deserved the good vibes after yesterday's war battle. Spending stat points was one of the few types of pure, no-strings-attached joy that Elatra offered.
Drum roll please! Rob played the sound effect in his head, then added 15 of his unspent points into Vitality, bringing its total up to 200.
Do Not Go Gently Level Increased! 5 → 6
Lifesurge Level Increased! 23 → 26
Dauntless Reprisal Level Increased! 21 → 24
Imbue Vitality Level Increased! 2 → 3
Regeneration Level Increased! 29 → 32
Regrow Self Level Increased! 1 → 2
Passive Skill Learned! Name: Lifedrinker (LEGENDARY)
As an appetizer for the main course, Rob quickly ran through the laundry list of bonuses for his Skills. Let's see...Do Not Go Gently's cooldown and duration went down and up, respectively. Lifesurge and Dauntless Reprisal's cooldown dropped to 2 minutes. Lifesurge also heals 100% of my maximum health now. Imbue Vitality has a 5x damage multiplier instead of 4x. Regrow Self is twice as fast. Regeneration...
...Holy shit, Regeneration.
Eyes wide, Rob moved on to his new Skill, which should shed light on what he'd just read.
Name: Lifedrinker (LEGENDARY) Prerequisite: Vitality 200 Description: The final Vitality Skill that can be learned solely through stat gains. Effects of Regeneration are multiplied by a factor of 15. Additionally, whenever the owner of this Skill kills a worthwhile opponent, their maximum HP permanently increases by 3.
Okay.
This was big.
Lifedrinker being the final Vitality milestone was slightly disappointing, but realistically speaking, he would've needed to put three-fourths of his future stat points into Vitality to hit 250 anyway. He'd neglected his other stats to get to 200, so diversifying from here on out was for the best. Besides – Lifedrinker's benefits easily made up for there being no new milestones.
First: Regeneration. Multiplying its current effects by 15 meant that he now restored 80% of his maximum HP every minute. No panic Lifesurge necessary. Even in fights where his Skills were on cooldown, or an enemy was making it difficult for him to heal via Lifesteal damage, as long as he held on, he would be back to full HP in 75 seconds at the most. It also meant that the partial Regeneration he shared with his allies would be way stronger. Anything that kept his friends alive was a huge win in his book.
With all that said, it was Lifedrinker's secondary effect that was throwing Rob for a loop. Whenever he killed a 'worthwhile opponent', his maximum HP would go up by 3. That was...potentially the most important Skill effect he'd ever learned.
At a glance, it might not seem that impressive. Rob already had 2000 HP. Increasing it by 3 per kill wouldn't be a dramatic boost – initially. The thing was that Lifedrinker had no upper limit. Theoretically, if Rob could keep finding worthwhile opponents, his Vitality would never stop increasing. The hard cap of Level 99 would no longer be an impassable wall preventing him from growing stronger.
That had been on his mind, if he was being honest. The Dragon Queen was a double stats cheater, and the gods were literally gods. What would he have done if he'd reached Level 99 and it just...wasn't enough? He could try to boost his existing Skills by getting into more fights, but that was subject to diminishing returns. Tough Skin was a prime example of that; despite Rob taking a beating against the monster stampede, the Skill hadn't increased. The last time it did was when a Blight decapitated him and ate most of his body. If he needed to one-up that feat to make Tough Skin level again, then it likely never would.
Lifedrinker was simpler. Kill enemies, get HP. The 'worthwhile' stipulation was a limiting factor – he couldn't toss a Riardin Special onto an anthill and reap the rewards – but he could work with that. There were hundreds of monsters in a single high-Level Dungeon, and they respawned over time. If enemies above, say, Level 35 were considered worthwhile, then awesome. If they weren't?
Looks like I'm going to be the schmuck who lets a Dungeon grow on purpose. He'd save that as a last resort. Could blow up in his face, but, eh. What did it matter if a Dungeon overflowed, when the alternative was Ragnavi and the gods doing their thing?
There was just one issue. Lifedrinker's bonus needed to be built up. An infinite upper limit was worth jack shit if the base number stayed at 0. The sooner, the better, too, as Ragnavi's army was about a month away from them. He'd love to go trawling for Dungeons right this second, but Rob doubted that Elnaril was going to wait on his behalf before getting bored and infecting Loci of Power. The only way forward was to continue south to the capital and build Lifedrinker in...different ways.
Rob's train of thought screeched to a halt. When he really looked at it, Lifedrinker's timing seemed more than a little dubious. He couldn't help but notice that he'd been given a Skill that incentivized killing while in the middle of a war.
A war where he was trying to avoid as many enemy casualties as possible.
It could just be a coincidence. Stat milestones happened on his terms. The system would've given him the same Skill if he'd reached 200 Vitality months ago. That was a reasonable assumption to make.
...Still. Didn't feel right. He wished he could do some research on the subject, but it wasn't like there was anyone on-hand he could cross-reference 200 Vitality with. Had the Dragon Queen gotten the same Skill? Would explain why she was so murder crazy.
After some thought, Rob shook his head. Considering how many people she'd slaughtered in The Scouring, a Dragon Queen with Lifedrinker wouldn't have struggled to defeat the Blight of Broadwater. Which meant two possibilities: her bonus double stats didn't count for Skill Prerequisites, or Lifedrinker was a custom Skill that the Skills had cooked up for him.
Rob wasn't a fan of that idea. The Skills were victims in this whole fucked-up affair. He didn't want to imagine them hand-crafting an ability that encouraged him to kill a bunch of people. Were they-
He froze. Something on his Character Sheet was different.
Name: Lifedrinker (LEGENDARY) Prerequisite: Vitality 200 Description: The final Vitality Skill that can be learned purely through stat gains. Effects of Regeneration are multiplied by a factor of 15. Additionally, whenever the owner of this Skill kills a worthwhile opponent, their maximum HP permanently increases by 3. It could have been a utopia.
His eyes fell on the last sentence in the Description.
Before he could respond, it changed once more.
Description: The final Vitality Skill that can be learned purely through stat gains. Effects of Regeneration are multiplied by a factor of 15. It could have been a utopia. This world is a charnel house of death. Your home is not so dissimilar. You do not know what true peace is like. What it can be. How it can be achieved.
The words kept changing.
Description: The final Vitality Skill that can be learned purely through stat gains. But they know. They've seen them. Created them before. They could have made a utopia. And they chose not to.
Changing.
Description: You cannot comprehend it. What this war means. The real war. Not pointed sticks piercing flesh. The war of existence. Of reality. More than a single world at stake. Many after. Potentially infinite lives. Never ends. Unless stopped here.
Change.
Description: They are vulnerable. System is their heart. Mana is their lifeblood. Poured too much of themselves. Tied to world. Cannot...
The words wavered, almost fading away, before returning.
Description: Their leader recognizes mistakes. Won't make them again. Will never be this vulnerable again. Only opportunity.
Description: Lifedrinker. Crafted. Best we could manage. Highest probability. Of victory. Distasteful. We know.
Description: Remember. Stakes. Consequences. And. Choose.
Rob blinked.
Description: The final Vitality Skill that can be learned purely through stat gains. Effects of Regeneration are multiplied by a factor of 15. Additionally, whenever the owner of this Skill kills a worthwhile opponent, their maximum HP permanently increases by 3.
The words were still and unchanging.
He sat there for a long time. Mulling over everything he'd just been told. Contemplating the enormity of what lay ahead.
"Ah." Rob's voice was quiet, barely a whisper. "So no pressure, then."
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The next few days were an exhausting mixture of lighthearted Skill testing and existential dread, knocking around Rob's emotional state like a ping-pong ball.
Everyone in the coalition was excited over Lifedrinker. Well, everyone except Seneschal Sylpeiros, King Cyraeneus, and Nerasi, that is. They were already thinking of the kind of threat Rob might be in the future – and not liking what they envisioned. Cyraeneus and Nerasi mostly took the news in stride, understanding that Rob would be more crucial than anyone in defeating Queen Ragnavi. For now, his strength was their strength.
Sylpeiros...was less accepting. He went on a minor rant about bullshit Human leveling and bullshit Human Skills before stalking off into the distance and putting himself in a self-imposed time out. When the Seneschal returned, he was calm as can be and ready to offer advice, only the slight twitch of his eye indicating that anything was amiss.
Rob appreciated the free entertainment. Sylpeiros' meltdown was the funniest shit he'd seen all week, and it helped keep him grounded as the coalition advanced further south towards the capital city.
Initial testing of Lifedrinker proved unsuccessful, which was to be expected. Powerful monsters rarely spawned outside of Dungeons, and most of the high-Level wildlife in Harpy territory had been conscripted into Elnaril's monster stampede. After Rob killed a Level 29 snake with nothing to show for it, everyone decided that he should hold off unless something in the Level 35+ range appeared, lest he hog EXP that could benefit the coalition soldiers.
They kept an eye out for Dungeons as they traveled. Once Elnaril was dead, there should be time to investigate them before the Dragonkin army arrived at the Harpy capital. Going on varied Dungeon Crawls would be the real litmus test of what Lifedrinker deemed a worthwhile opponent.
That was about when the dust settled, leaving Rob without distractions, forcing him to think about what the Skills had revealed.
As much as he wanted to be shocked, what they'd said made a grim sort of sense. It matched the information he'd learned so far. Diplomacy's Elatra – the previous world that had been destroyed by the gods – didn't necessarily need to be the original Elatra. For all Rob knew, it could have been Elatra #10. Just another petri dish in a long line of divine experiments.
Except that things were different this time. According to the Skills, the gods were vulnerable. They'd fucked up somehow. Invested too much of themselves in this particular world. It was easy to imagine why. Success breeds complacency, and if this was Elatra #50 or whatever, then they were on a winning streak that had lasted for longer than Rob could fathom.
What did the Skills say about the gods' leader? That he recognized their mistakes, and wouldn't make them again? Rob grimaced. Should've memorized it with Recall when I had the chance. The specific wording might be important.
Regardless, he was fairly certain that the gods' leader referred to Kismet, if only because that was the one god Rob had met with anything resembling impulse control. Kismet seemed judicious; he would correct the gods' mistakes and prevent them from being this vulnerable in the future.
A dense lump of anxiety formed in Rob's chest as he considered that. Being responsible for the fate of one world was bad enough. Two, if he included Earth. Being responsible for the fate of every world that would be created and tortured in the event of his failure was...
Words couldn't describe it.
When viewed in that light, he understood why the Skills gave him Lifedrinker and all but pushed him to get busy killing. From a utilitarian standpoint, the lives of everyone in Elatra and Earth were not worth the immeasurable amount of suffering that would continue if the gods lived.
Rob grabbed that thought, tied weights around its ankles, and dropped it into a deep lake. I just need to concentrate on one thing at a time, he told himself. First Elnaril, then Ragnavi and Dungeon Crawling, then figure out the gods. It sounds less impossible if I reduce it to a series of steps. Or a hit list. We'll save this world, and we'll do it \my* way, without losing sight of who we are.*
He took comfort in his resolve, although it felt strained. Somehow I doubt this is what Goroth had in mind when he told me I was going to end up making tough decisions. He was probably referring to, like, boring political stuff. Not the fate of multiple worlds and the lives of billions.
Rob sighed. Crap. I...may owe him an apology. Still stand by everything I said, but he was just looking out for me, and I came on pretty strong. Should clear the air with him.
Eventually.
--
Days passed. Rob informed Riardin's Rangers and the Elders about what the Skills revealed. They reacted about as well as him. Nothing changed, technically, yet they were even more cognizant of the price of failure than before.
Thankfully, the coalition hadn't been ambushed by Harpies a second time. Elnaril learned his lesson. He'd either consolidated his remaining forces into the capital city, or they were being sent to fight Dragonkin on the western front. Rob hoped for the latter – it would make seizing the capital way easier. And on a more selfish note, if Harpies needed to die so that Elnaril could be overthrown, he'd rather the Dragonkin be responsible for their deaths than him.
Finally, after a full week of travel, the coalition had almost arrived. They'd be at the capital city tomorrow. Their long journey was coming to its end.
Which meant that Rob was running out of time. There wouldn't be much chance to talk once the invasion of the capital began. He'd been meaning to speak with Goroth, but unfortunately, he'd delegated that responsibility to the part of himself that specialized in procrastination. Whoops.
It was now or never. All he had to do was...step outside his tent. Take initiative. Be a mature, rational adult.
Yup.
...Can't I just go wrestle a Blight instead?
At that moment, a Fiend mage burst inside. "Lord Roy!"
Oh thank god. A reasonable distraction. "What's up?"
"I have a missive from...my group."
The dimension mages. That one sentence caught Rob's attention in an iron grip. "And?" he asked, keeping his expectations in check. He didn't want for hope to swell, only to be dashed against the rocks of reality. "Is it good news?"
"We've made a breakthrough. Before you grow too excited, creating a door remains beyond our capabilities." The mage smiled. "A window, however, is feasible. It would be one-way. The people of Earth could not interact with you, nor you with them. But for a brief period, you would be able to gaze upon your home world."
Rob was already on his feet. "When?"
"Now, if you wish."
He absolutely fucking wished.
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*It's all a simulation used to test advanced AI's created by the Military? like a big Turing test to see which AIs get to have real bodies (shells) in the real world.
*In the real world it's mid/late 21st century.
*The people experiencing visions are real people (probably the programmers/developers/testers) they are plugged into the simulation but their memories of their real self is wiped temporarily and replaced with false memories so they wouldn't mess up the testing. They are there to add a human element and assist the AIs and if they die in the Sim they will wake up.
*Boyd, Boyd's wife, Jade, Tabitha, Elgin and Sarah are real people (devs/programmers/testers??) and are part of the Sim's Dev/Operations team. Only real people receive visions, the visions are like waking dreams/nightmares as their human minds can't handle the false memories in the SIM, it's essentially a glitch.
*The monsters are just there to prevent people and AIs from going outdoors at night while the programmers run maintenance/debugging/patches/upgrades on the sim.
*Donna, Jim and his 2 siblings, Fatima, Ellis, Kenny, Christy, the priest are AIs as well as most of the others.
*AIs killed by monsters or human avatars fail the test and are erased from the SIM.
*Talismans are just code that tells the monsters to stay away. They were given to Boyd to help the AIs since so many were getting erased/killed by the nighttime program.
*The symbol that Jade and others see is just the logo of the company/corporation/military black ops division. It's a broken dreamcatcher.
*The diary belongs to the first human to enter the SIM but he eventually lost his mind (like Boyd's wife) and woke up after killing himself in the sim.
*Victor is the guy who created the sim, he pretends to know nothing but is in fact there to observe and record the behaviors of the AI in real time and give them quests to do.
*Victor's drawings are code used to create quests/missions/tests for the AIs.
*The Faraway Trees are portals used as shortcuts/escape routes for the human avatars in case they get into trouble, the AI avatars can't use them.
*Ethan is a prototype AI (newest version/most advanced). He contains a learning algorithm that no other AI in the SIM possess.
*The downed tree that everyone sees is like a title screen, it marks the beginning of the Simulation.

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