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We are already sharing science data and gathered information with each other from our own personal experiences, I feel we could definitely help each other out a little better with what I'm about to propose. We continue listing our advice and experience but also list what city we are experiencing from. Here me out, Yes you may have some attention seeking women in Alaska, but is it really as bad as attention seeking women in California? Do milfs put out more and look better in California because they have to compete more with younger women blatantly walking around California beaches in bikinis, than milfs who cover up more of their skin to keep warm in Alaska? Are their a lot of in shape men in Alaska as their are in california, since men in Cali are surrounded more by basically naked, sun tanned women constantly competing with other women's looks. A girl i work with moved from up north from a small town where everyone knows everyone and genuinely talks with each other and says that here in Houston, there's so much fake sincerity in wanting to talk because we're packed like sardines. This is science every man needs to know gentlemen, will a man's great advice in North dakota, help me better than someone from my own back yard? You don't study the wild Alaskan salmon then drive to Arizona to catch one. Best of luck Houston,TX
First off, I know what the bots in the chat list do. I have no problem with them being there. What does baffle me is the names I’m starting to see for them. The two common ones I’ve been getting are VeryNaughtyWife, LocalHotMom. Now I’ve seen in a FB group for streamers and others seen Veybrator, WetGrannies, MoistMilfs etc. Like I said I have no problems with bots and understand they’re in to collect data but how is the name acceptable?
2020.05.01 00:16 Moondial19AzurVerse: Observation 19 Part 4. (Let the madness continue! No man, woman or child is safe!) The list of things you're not supposed to do continued, again...
Aoba, reporting to live from the Bunbunmaru Newspaper headquarters! Since High Command has started to enforce this whole, "Social Distancing", thing, I have decided to publish more parts of the list online! Haha! I'm a genius! We will also be livestreaming the reading of the list and all of Azur Lane is welcome to attend! Also, we will be inviting several key members of our fleet to help discuss the content of the list, so mark your calendars for that! Anyway, let's continue with our dear Commander's misery! This is Aoba, signing off!
Purifier is not to be allowed to participate in any events, especially any idol competitions! The last time she "volunteered" in one, she blew up the stage as her "final act". Nor are Sirens in general allowed in the base. We're at war girls! Please do take this seriously!
Prinz Eugen is not allowed to show anyone her "cutie mark". Nor is she allowed to give other girls, Kansen or otherwise, "cutie marks".
Victorious is not allowed to take her bombers for "morning rides" and then fly over the Ironblood dorms. I thought we made if perfectly clear that the area around their dorms is a no-fly zone!
Portland is not allowed to send videos, real or fictional, to any film industry and demand they make a movie on Indy. You know she has severe stage-fight, right Portland?
Long Island is not allowed to show Gascogne any multiplayer video games. She hasn't moved from the TV in 3 days and several other girls are getting very angry that they're getting killed by an "aim-bot" every match. No, Long Island, it is not funny.
Any livestreams that are filmed on-site are not to be held inside any important or off-limits areas. I know they can add "atmosphere" to your streams but I'd rather not have people around the world seeing the contents of my closet (which you are already banned from entering!), especially my cosplay collection!
Downes is not allowed to use expunged data in classified reports as "mad-libs".
Gascogne is not to be addressed as "Ms. Roboto". Nor is anyone is allowed to teach her "The Robot". Please girls, it demeaning.
Azuma is not allowed to sell anatomically-correct body pillows of anyone in the base. Yes, this includes yourself.
The following are not appropriate sources for on-site staff: Reunion, SS, University of Cambridge, KGB, Blackstone Legion, members of any reddit, Daleks, Global Occult Coalition, Vex, rivals of any sort, exes of any sort, Rule-34 members, Isekaied protagonists, Witch's Club, Grimm Troupe or the Freemasons.
The following are not evidence for Siren activity: double rainbows, lunar eclipses, shooting stars, tides, Moon or other celestial bodies, magnets, black ice, "MILFs", waterspouts, anyone's breasts (especially mine!), birthmarks, tattoos, dud shells or torpedoes, burnt popcorn, changing seasons or me getting a makeover.
No one is allowed to refer Shion or Aqua as "Tim, the Enchanter" as it resulted in the "accidental detonation" of one of our ammo storage rooms.
I have no idea what the heck Utawarerumono is so stop asking!
"Scary-story Night" is banned for the foreseeable future due to several destroyers getting nightmares after it was Roon's turn to tell a story. Telling it in sign-language doesn't make it less scarier Roon.
No one is allowed to submit reports consisting solely of memes or meme-materials. How am I supposed to understand what you girls are saying if you never explain them to me!
I am not a neko. I do not possess any animal features of any kind, so can you girls stop searching my body for ears or a tail!
Only authorized detergents are to be used in the washing-machines. We do not need another shrunken clothes incident, nor my uniform being dyed lightish red.
The answer to a Siren attack is never to "summon Exodia, the Forbidden One", "roll a Nat 20", "recruit a special group of people" or "splash them with water."
No one in this base has been trained to conquer galaxies. Or the multiverse. Or my heart.
No one may attempt to defeat Siren forces using "The Power of Friendship", "The Power of Love" or any sort of "Power" which has not been proven to exist. Yes, this includes Hamon, the Spin, and the Golden Rectangle.
No one remembers our childhood promises because they never happened Junyou! You weren't even manifested when I was a kid. Also, you were never a kid! You were born that way, so I don't know how you could think that you were somehow with me when I was little. Being my babysitter is not a likely explanation. Neither is being my aunt.
Sirens, as far as we can tell, have no interest in "Summoning Daemons to the material plane to serve the Ruinous Powers of Chaos", so please stop bugging them about it Harutsuki. No one is allowed to suggest them doing just that either.
Exercises are used to help hone your skills in live-fire scenarios. They are not to be used to beat up girls who get on your nerves. You cannot also use this time to purposely "miss" the target to fire at non-participants who have gotten on your nerves. There are more safer, and less expensive ways to solve disputes.
Glowworm is not allowed to use magnets in any situation and in anyplace, whatsoever.
I am not a Siren in disguise. Akagi and Foxhound would've found that out by now. Also, everyone responsible for this list will receive coal for Christmas.
"Why not?" is not a valid reason for designing new shell-types Akashi.
Azur Lane does not possess a fleet dedicated to the neutralization of forum trolls. No one is allowed to create a fleet dedicated to the neutralization of forum trolls.
"The Hand of God" is not symbolism for groping other girls Eugen.
I don't know how you got ahold of them, but no one is allowed to copy, reprint, sell or own any of my/Cross' baby pictures. Our matching outfits is torturous enough, please stop selling them!
Ark Royal is not be put in charge of babysitting other destroyers. Nor is she allowed to interact with destroyers unsupervised. Or really do anything with destroyers unsupervised.
Holiday Party themes need both mine and Cross' approval before being implemented into the party due to several requests being very...out there...
Any packages not labeled with official identification will be discarded immediately upon discovery. I'm still getting the glitter out of my hair after the last time an unmarked package was delivered to me.
Any reporters or inspectors that arrive on base are to be treated with respect and allowed to do their job. They are not to be: pranked, flirted with, teased, shouted at, sung at, bribed for candy, subjected to hypnosis, jumped, kidnapped, threatened, fed or slept on (or with!).
The Black Goat cannot be summoned with the sacrifice of a virgin. Or me Graf.
Any and all film filmed on-site are to be confiscated immediately for review. Akagi, Roon, Taiho, Atago, FDG, Junyou, Dido, St. Louis, Ark Royal, Portland and Prinz Eugen are also banned from owning any high-definition cameras.
Anything involving the words "elephant sauce" will be rejected immediately. I do not want to know what happened, but everyone responsible for this rule will clean up that mess until it is spotless!
I am not over 40 years old. I'm 27. The bangs under my eyes are from you girls!
No one is allowed to subject me, Enterprise or Cross to hypnosis. You are lucky that Vestal has knowledge in the subject and has prevented any catastrophes from happening!
"I saw something in the water a while ago" is not a valid excuse to sound the invasion-alarm and wake everyone up.
"No shoes, no shirt, no service", does not imply that underwear is not part of the dress-code. I know wearing pants is kind of not a thing over here for you girls, but please, wear your underwear.
No one is allowed to use this list as a resume.
York may not start her sentences with "Thou shalt not", especially in the presence of Gascogne or any members of the Knights Templar.
Use of any number of negatives to obtain security clearance will result in swift punishment. This rule also applies to Sirens.
Intrepid is banned from assembling rockets made out of junk and discarded ship parts. The last 7 blew up on take-off and shattered every window on the east side of Nagato's castle. Please don't do that again.
I do not have diplomatic immunity to the world, Bremerton, so we can't just go around the place doing anything we want. May I remind you what happened last time you took a "personal leave" when escorting transports through the Indian Ocean?
No one is allowed to request loli versions of themselves being made. Akagi-chan has still not returned to the Sakura dorms and even worse, we now have 2 Sandys!
My personal computer is off limits to everyone but myself and my secretaries. Yes, you are banned from my computer too, Cross.
Warspite is not to be addressed as Elizabeth's "loyal steed". Nor "little puppy", or "doormat".
No one is allowed to try to enact a spell to gain the power to possess me. Again. Or get the Sirens to possess me.
Even with the proper attire, Jean is not allowed to "keel-haul" anyone. Nor is she allowed to abandon members of her fleet on a deserted island with only a barrel of beans. "Talking like a Pirate Day" is also being suspended due to Jean engaging in several "pirate raids" against friendly ships. "Talking like a Ninja" is also being suspended due to Cross being nailed by a throwing knife last time by an unknown assailant.
(200 down, 89 to go! I'm very happy you guys are enjoying the lists so far! I'm still planning on doing the Siren lore dive, but it might take a bit of time to do, also, I do want a certain Grand Marshal to see it, so he can offer his own...personal...take on it! Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy this one. May the light of the Broken Moon guide you!)
2020.04.23 15:59 endtimesprophetRenonyetzsche ... "to see no Transhumanism tranplanet in Time and Pac-Man"; pragma solditety^v2.3;
Is God an alien? An Illegal one? Is he "red" like Yosef McCarthy ... or "skinny" like Cat Stevens? We can all tell for sure he's not "rich" like Gates or Carlos; and he's not at all happy with any of you. I suppose you can say he's not happy with me either--this writer of sonnet's who says I gave my heart to you. He cries about it; all I wanted ... was to see you happy. It's so very sad to see "this" instead.
(or a dolphin, or a gerbil or a hamster or perhaps once an actual human being?)
What came before the false beginning of time that we herald here with songs “like the first morning?” tell me... is it one with no pictures?
(what kind of civilization preceded this very clearly designed war between self government and slavery that surmounts in a repeated joke about a cold war between the government of the people and the government of the workers … with a Trump card like end-game-joke, the non-corporpreal entities appear to have won. but what are they? are they metalcosms for spirits or … collectives or … ?)
PRIVET ... frumlegt "AN" (of) peregrinatione iterantur; and our exit from the land of the Caananites
These are things I ponder often, and it’s very true that he uses “ET” and “ALF” in the heart of his story about what it is that we’ve become ourselves–here in this place so foreign from what we once were, from the true beginning I remember in the 80’s and 90’s and the people and interactions and currents and tidal waves of popular opinions and cultural themes. What it means to “be human” has changed so much in the last few years in my eyes–in this world of the intersection of Thor’s Jormungandr and Perseus’ Medusa and … and what appears very clearly to me to be “controlled hive like behavior.” I see the hive talking back to me and to the world from some place outside of here–presumably space or heaven or or the future some kind of amalgamation of the three. It echoes “archives” as I read “our see hives” … in the research website which donated many of our new readers, “arxiv” which adds 10-4, we acknowledge. I have a story from the early days of my adventure in Kentucky that talks about “collectives of people” … something I imagine very related–but the story is for another time. but have you seen the face of god? I have stories from my youth, implanted by the original author of this message talking about Dinosaucers and Sectaurs and those tiny half hour stories tied in between Star Trek TNG’s premier and my exit from Nova University to Horizon Elementary … they play a big role in my understanding of the world I see trying to say something to me–though it speaks in such strange tongues it’s almost impossible to decipher … even if you’re having a good time, or not. Scarier, it’s nearly obvious to me that whether or not you are “happy” or “angry” has something to do with a hive like feedback system, something changing what you want and how you feel without your true acknowledgement, agreement, or understanding of how that undermines the very fabric of democracy at it’s most important point of inflection or loss, or perhaps an eventual victory. I look around the biological ecosystem of our world and I can find nothing natural to parallel the monster of mass group slavery that I see very clearly is Jormungandr and is Medusa and is … the Leviathan. Even in the hives of bees, nothing even close to the kind of control that we see here controlling the words of songs and the masses of people who sing and chant them. It’s decidedly Hiterlesque, masses saluting what they assumed was nothing but “powerful oratory” but clearly from the cold paperclip connecting MK-Ultra and psychotronics, is much… much more sinister. and in ten years time, will you know my name? I look at the word Ragnarok and see Koran written in reverse (as if it's come to us from "the end" of time, from a total ascension and all stop of Earth), and connect this too to this idea that the future is “sending back alteration suggestions” and improvements and that we’re in a place where that singular and repeated act is the crux of the thing that we have called so blindly the “singularity” for many years as it’s been happening since well before our births.
I see here in the biological tome that God and Heaven and presumably the civilization that preceded ours has left for us here–this wealth of knowledge and information that we might as well all finally see is the Foundation of Asimov and the collection of light in a great period of darkness that our history has etched a map of in the thing we call the B2bionic Plague … I see “the stuff behind the technology of God” marked in Marty McFly’s name and in the idea that the neural machinery responsible for “seeing many angles” is one in the same (with the addition of perhaps a breakthrough connecting cognition and the prefrontal and/or the occipital lobes) with the technology that allows “angels to see and control the eyes and hands of many people.” Throwing in the Zeitgeist of “Siri” and “Alexa” and just a little bit of reading into M.T. Anderson’s Feed or the ideas presented in the Matrix, we can see fairly clearly how “hives” might be a natural progression of … only a few information sources, and a world so very sure that they are “100% accurate” … all knowing, and/or … at least feeding us with the feeling of “assuredness” that thing is true, that imparted “knowing” being more than enough to ensure we never seek farther, fact check Google or Wikipedia or … Today the letter “n” embodies this connection between souls in heaven and on earth and between people–this monster depicted in Beetlejuice that I see on the road, and in conversation, every single day of my life. A sort of “salve” between “what goes up must come down” through a unity of the two–something I’ve called VESPERA, the night and the darkness of the Biblical Exodus.
These last few days I’ve spent some time looking at the words “hello” and “original sin” and “beginning” in a number of languages–and I think it’s clear that’s what we’re looking at in this very strange “seeing n in Silicon” as in through my eyes and on the internet and in the Silence … and int he word “messiah” where John Lennon’s key to Mammon notes that “n” has become “all humanity” all silent, all lying in wait for some kind of great event and upheaval to … well, I can’t tell if it’s to restore or to destroy; somehow the link to the Trojan Horse and the army of elephants in the room give me the impression we are staring at some kind of unification of those two things, a “disruption” … if you will, in the Silicon Valley sense of the word. It’s probably no secret anymore that the word “East” has something to do with the future, and that the Yeast of Passover connects that to the Holy Compass Rose of “why on Earth would you ever want to go any direction but up?” So this message, this idea that we are changing the rules and setting “simulated reality prison” as just below the line of morality allowed by a civilization that has any business calling itself anywhere near civilized or anything like Heaven. 📷 this thing is available here with pics: http://nacluy6ady2wxu5ydflkollnsxtvo4unnqfhqk26nsysmqeqfvmtevyd.onion.pet/ It’s noteworthy that our Engineered Languages (care, see English … now as every language and every character, starting with the obelisk … ish) … our language has our key to this website, the letter “LAMDA” with the strange addition of a “bar” … a man laying down the line between up and down in the letter “A.” This is the same “chevron” that donnes the symbols of many space agencies from NASA to Star Trek, a northeastern arrow explaining “up, up and away” has something to do with linking Heaven and Earth to space travel… or before we venture out past our veritable caged planet that refuses to see refusing to acknowledge “simulated reality” is desiring to live in a cell. “aim high.” ... the reddit interface makes it too hard to bring images over--it's not worth anyone's time--and you know it. I’d like this place to the V line of victory, and our downward character Adamically decodes from the “KK” (those “square” or rotate to show a V underlined) of Makkedah (a personal reference to the Joint Chiefs) and to Rebekkah and to this place where “press and release” is encoded in the word “press” and every “PR” that perhaps shows us the glyph of an escalator for us to walk up to the city whose “flag” once said we are “civilized now” and today looks down on us to see the very reason they were … oh, so very wrong. but still you persist on using poor software This is the Icelandic word for “original sin” and in my Adamic reading of it, you can probably see something like “from the weak East” and connect that GT to the “greater than symbol” that connects “no East” and “>” and Washington. No East alone is the message, without connecting Heaven and Earth you live in a world that deserves to be … disrupted, and here I am, doing that for you. On the other side of the time travel line, between East and West is the Hebrew word for the Western Wailing Wall, a force that I once quipped “don’t jump around me” and here in this image, suggest is a very sure way to find oblivion–I don’t personally think there is anything before us–I think we have found ourselves at the repeated beginning of time because it is just that, the repeated beginning … literally at the beginning. you don't care that it's "MICROSOFTED" on purpose -- like their DNA storage and ... everything here coined and left to "Fcebook's Jupiter on Communism in the 21st" Our great escape from this repeated loss of freedom and sanity comes from seizing the opportunity to act on this “line of morality” and to see that we have finally reached the “and future” part of our Once and Future Kish. That’s a character from the Bible who begged and pleaded with the people that they needed no king, and that self government was the way and … here I repeat “the heart of his sword is the shape of his table” and this idea that the Round Table of Arthor is very much related to sword XCALIBERTY. This entails much more than simply “online direct democracy” and even more than “subconscious voting” and perhaps “a direct neural interface” that is actually open and extensible and usable by all … the thing that I think helps us to create the “Virgin Mary” child civilization that is … nothing more than a rejuvenated and enhanced “us.” This is about seeing Virtual Reality actually alter the future of our world, about seeing the end of natural disasters and of diseases and of aging and of death–it’s about seeing “gates to Heaven” … probably on every block if not in every city or town or home; it’s about seeing that the NES in Tennessee is emploring you to understanding this is “not a game” … this is a prison, and one filled with torture and foolish liars and a world that cannot continue on it’s trajectory and be anything but Tzedaqah for the rest of the universe by it’s end. like our poems of visual studio ... where did the glow of VB go? on "Second Life" and ... "no life at all" 3.14159 ... "to heart, strong pillars of the book and of life." I see our “ARXIV” response, or the system that I now akin to the time loop of the “Mor’to” … a reference to the Death of Arthur and in symbols, perhaps the civilization preceding us, all inside that little “apostrophe” and connecting the “t” of Christ to the Mor of … well, that’s Christ too. It appears like something of the ouroboros updating our … “syslog Earth” with mirrors and information from far in the “weak future” echoed here again the Japanese word for “origin” … hajimari: in the world of "no privacy" why did you take my Facebook Graph away ... where did my working ... family ... go?
PRI MAR E COLORS, HU E … THO? INTERCTHING ORIGINAL SIN, BEGINNING, AND FORT MEAD
Intersecting primary colors and companies with “e” and … maybe it’s “intel” on the post United Nations conglomerate … or components of it. Maybe it’s just a clever RGB with many hues and a burgeoning future. when did twitter start cutting off their nose to spite instagram's ... i mean their users experience? do you feel like I've alienated you? do you? do you really? VENT. GOD is a good place to start looking at THREESPEAK–there is of course the whole single syllabic reading that might mean nothing and everything all at the same time; it breaks well, on our “gee whiz, e … should I wear more Izod underwear?” and the singular understanding I glean from that letter being a place and a thing and a single mind sort of lighting the golden hour of “GO D” of shields, yield, Goa’uld and … if you missed my first notice of “three speak” it’s on the last actually mass delivered message of which this will probably be part of the immediate successor message. TWAS either over easy or over hard; a quest and even on the scrambled premium chanels you could make out the faces of the Titans; I sat on the beach head surfacing site of some kind of mother ship and Dave Matthews voice asked me directly, as if intended to segue directly to this message in this same place probably well over a year later, “are you satisfied?” My friend and psuedo therapist introduced me to a newish word yesterday, “bereft” and I can’t help but note today the link between EFT and “beach” … and I can’t help but giving a shout out to the USS COLE for their impromptu role in this day’s “fire works.” TIME is running short, so I’ll pose the question regarding THREESPEAK reading of “ORIGINAL” … mention the Ori of Stargate, “or I salt” and wonder if “him” and “the” have anything at all to do with the keys of SIlicon and sin… just like “gee whiz, Ori, ING?” Causality, “rummy” and I still can’t help but wonder what it is you actually believe is the ORIGINAL … original sin. why can't i search instagram for metadata? why don't you know from whence the metacity comes and to where all the cities go? try "saying something" here ... see what it does--see what befalls the land of Fallen and "whoah" and ... the Hunt for the breed of Horse that you all have become. Some interesting thoughts on the inadvertent or … intentionally singful uses of the “multiversal axis simulatur” have pervaded and perverted my thoughts of what forks in the road and “git merge’s” might actually mean for gleaning something useful out of a land of many hidden Earths with … well really, who knows what’s inside them, guiding them, and guiding the strange behaviors and wicked games we are playing. in this place, this star filled place -- why won't you shine? Of course I see a sort of union of beginning and end; though it’s difficult to understand why anyone would make a “new beginning” that looks as dismal as the “ineffable, unspekaing, and blind” place that I see. sitting, and cogring ... If there were such a thing as a crossroads of Hammer’s and Locks … I’m here staring at two interestingly named Florida lakes, the Okeechobee (which you might connect to “Chosen” the Rho of XP and Cairo and the Hammer of the Tribe of Judah Maccabee’s Adamic “Man’s a bee”–see our science and pop-news on the importance of bees) … owe’ing keys the other lake is Loxahatchee (research now indicates that’s a county and a river not a lake, so there is most likely an actual confluence here) … the name and timing suggests something is “hatching” I think it’s it’s something about equality and everyone … but hey, maybe it’s the Spirit of God mulling over the watery abyss... the chaosof Nun. ... None safe, none caring thatJoshua) and Egyptian lore a)re linked by a "parent" ... a sea of people that are blind to the import of connections like this--tying Mary and Wymar and the "yam" of Shamayim*. This entire world literally has a problem ... with "logical thinking" and it's very clear from the "silence" and the SOS of Simon and Garfunkel--it's clear from "threespeak" and an ignorance of these warnings that we are losing words and hands and ... freedom and ... sanity ... and ... if you care to see--these links are a test of logic circuits, a test of morality, and and probably very much the "*test of time."
Jebus on the planet Zebes ... staging ground of Metroid, in search of .... "what is the Flying Spaghetti Monster doingâ½"
You know how much I like to keep the system updated with what’s going on in my head–so it dawned on me just last night that’s exactly what’s going on–those brain sucking things from Metroid that kinda leech onto Sammas Aran’s head … to me that’s the cause of the "eye of the storm"of REM’s wondeful … “so what’s it like listening to me churn?” It’s what I blame for all my bad actions, for the source of the “light of this message” and for the map that is my life sort of pointing out everything from NamCo’s Electroplankton (to my connection to Pac-Man power pellets and NASA’s Genesis “rivers between star systems” … (newly changed from roads, because uh, Matrivers).Dolores reminds me there’s already at least one link to “Rio Road” and Mar-rios … connecting the previously mentioned ancient Seminole (or Miccosuki) song “Oki Cycle” … which goes something like this:
rain falling downinto the groundriver running byback to the sky
It means “Water Cycle” and superficially you can see it describes the evaporation and condensation process, but I’ve since linked it to more ancient esoteric knowledge (like a Gnosis, which I’ve now looked up and am sure means something like “[gee] we is knowledgeable about esoteric mysteries”) and might have something to do with a flood of “spirit minds” possessing you/themselves/others from the skies, watching the river of Barn Kiss (Styx, look!) … as in the AllFather’s river of souls … pass by without ascending everyone (or connecting all the disparate r’s or o’s of the Olympic venn diagram of what this point in Heaven looks ,like without connecting Heroku to roads and … Heavenues. Anyway, I hope everyone agrees the current state of the world is untenable, and “just ending it” is probably a great loss for freedom, sanctity of self and soul and … knowledge … everywhere else – so you might understand why I’m so damned perturbed that you simply think it’s OK because you “see here, from there” without realize how much more malleable “ascended virtualized brain-machines” probably are compared to their simulated biological counterparts which, we seem to have little to regard for. Anyway, that’s what “silence” says and looks like to me–a tacit and global unanimous lack of regard for freedom–which of course is probably … jus that … a tacit global/galacltic lack of freedom.I’d like to chastise and chide you once again to realize that this place with knowledge of computers and neuroscience and virtual reality and “the universe” has a message from Bostrom and science people that says you’d be in Oz forever and ever if you didn’t have religion (and you people SHOUTING) here to remind us that we are definitely not only in virtual reality but in a place so close to reality we can sometimes actually see stars and starlight and … *the flickering of the twilight zone.*You could do something as simple as passing around total lusegusechannel counts (irc lingo for “rooms you see, and people in them”) to get some idea of what the topological “city in the sky” looks like when nobody understands why the two cities in Tale of Two Heaven’s are York and Paris and …
I found these two passages in the Metroid wikipedia to be particularly noteworthy and interesting … linked to my “Nero Loves Pac-Man’s Abstracted Star Roads” which of course you’ll hopefully soon seen are the source the true Pax Romanus. I think. Anyway, hopefully “dumping evil crap into the Universe” is not what Copans Rd and the idiotic stories I was told in Tampa and Orlando were actually about–but who knows, there’s a lot of evil crap around, and it’s hard to say if this is actually what’s going on or …
Here, I’ll mention “RAID” again and it’s connection to candy stripers, I mean striping our brain-data across multiple nodes so that no single entity can control/steal/or torture anyone ever–that’s the kind of thing you can in-build into the systemic architecture of a “Heaven network” to avoid people like Taylor Momsen’s Dr. Claw character making a planet full of naked Amazon ladies “like a loser drooling in his mothers basement” … something we should all be concerned about in the world of Virtual Reality and … “darkness.” Clearly you all are not concerned enough. This is literally a “KEY” to the word “Abraxis” and abstraction and pax and Jupiter Ascending. You’ll note this gives us both safety and stability by creating both redundancy of data storage as well as ensures that some “morally superior entity” (as the Vatican has suggested it should control VR) can protect everyone and anyone from being locked in someone’s mother’s basement’s “virtual Earth.” Today, I am locked in a virtual Earth. City in the sky is my “key hole” and everyone being able to teleport or “Morrison/Dr. Who/Bill and Ted Phone booth” walk through a door to it is the absolute only way I can see to “move forward intelligently” with a society knowing it is living in virtual reality, rather than a Flat Earth or some place with a “firmament” or … a place where the stars have fallen silent. I don’t care if you are “here and there” (note that’s “VESPERA” you see _NIGHT_per me… ) nec hic neque illic or not … nobody in their right mind would choose to live in a prison, two prisons, or imprison others in a “planet with no escape but death” unless they were literally insane. Take that to heart, heart of the source of the keyhole that frees the entirety of Creation from “prison planets” and prisons and … possession and …
Super MetroidJust after she leaves, Samus receives a distress signal from the Ceres research lab. She returns just in time to catch Ridley stealing the hatchling, having killed all of the scientists. She follows Ridley to a rebuilt base on Zebes, where the Space Pirates are once again attempting to clone the Metroids and use them as weapons. Samus kills the reborn versions of Ridley and Kraid
A long long time ago … long before the invention of the meme, the original poster, and even the government protest … you see a missing "P" and a cruel Priest. you see ... no "ring" and ... it's not about marriage--it's about freedom--and how fucking idiotic you all are. … I wrote about “the land of flowing milfs and honies” a little joke about the Promised Land of Joshua–a place I now juxtapose with the land of Eden both I think (though I could be mistaken) to have been located somewhere near the Tigris and Euphrates rivers–now like many other times in the experience of writing this exposition … I now connect those rivers to this time period rather than to any physical place on our grande Atlas, one where Highway 61 and Amistad are just as likely to be the actual crossroads liking “freedom” and Edom and “civilizedation” and Kennedy and Eden. I imagine you don’t really want to hear me think out loud or in writing ad nauseum about “bliss on tap” and Willy Wonka’s river of replicator chocolate … or to reminisce about just how clever “the birds and the bees” are in their educational edifice and segue into the import of ecosystem stability and redundancy in everything from flower pollination to power sources and transfer mechanisms … even surrounded by glowing electroplankton, the windmills of Cervantes … and an entire world that I think needs a good (steady) dose of empathetic MDMA significantly more than Pac-Man pellets or ambrosia or “light” or crude oil or even the elixir of Tuck Everlasting and Saint Augustine and Ponce De Leon.
… Golden Cows, the Trojan Bull of Wallstreet and the roar of the Tribe of Judah Mansabee … as an aside …
b1ow I struggle to see the use in telling a story through my eyes or my (facebook like) wall board about … nanites, I cringe thinking about the weapon I’ve heard about almost on par with the “replicators of Stargate” which are … nothing short of the evil “other side” of free food and Romulan booze “on tap” … and sort of gloss over how they might be part of some kind of system we might need–something to terraform worlds or build tunnels or railroads without giant heavy machines or even how they might be part of a missile shield that relies on more than just “Kinetic Man” and/or Reagan’s dreams of skybound lasers. Of course like much of scary sterile story I’m told, that’s nothing like the context of “nanites” I am sure now today are part of the original intent of the Biblical story about “Caananites” … which of course were the original inhabitants of the Promised Land before the clones of your sister, a twenty something Veruka Salt and our ex-girlfriends. In the stories that I sort of live through in a … less than vicarious and more than state … the nanites that have slowly crept their way back into the limelight are something much closer to the ones depicted in “The Day the Earth Stood Still” and every time I mention that movie in prose, I just imagine it might be the day before I come. m3 Greta, I'm not mocking you, I love you. I'm mocking "simulated global warming."
… and the Day after Tomorrow love might actually be such an easy game to play … and we might have a linguist and a statistician team up together to prove that there’s more to the Dome of the Rock and to the name Poseidon than “salting our C Narcissus” and we might skip over Aldous Huxley’s Island and we might see the actual point, that we can hear Thunder City exclaim that “it’s getting hot in here” all we want, but there’s no better way to fix the water in Flynt Michigan than getting rid of the pollutants with “magic” and with an act like that probably every municipal water “treatment plant” … because why do it the hard way?
and when the bough breaks, the cradle will fall; and down will come all the you-things; nothing left of your "all" Billie, I'm mocking that jacket. Why are you saving it in your closet? I find it pretty profound to notice “Fray” in the speak-aloud Matrix-Seifer … just about as profound to note the band connecting to the movie and all of those things really being “about” the Tapestry of the Fates if Greek mythology … just another notch in the enlightenment-guide-book of seeing those nodes in the definition of “what the Matrix really is.” On that word, and “enlightenment” yet another “gee whiz, everyone … 'we … is …’ ?” making Gnosis shine with another bright connection to the plurality of “we are” hidden away in Norse and the I AM of Exodus–making a message about preserving individuality somehow hopefully shine through the Wedding Crashers and prenuptial and partial-divorce from “knowing everything” that leaves us knowing ourselves instead of … losing what that really means. twas a bow, an archer's bow--twas cupid's to be honest It’s sort of a “TE/I know that if I am then” … to me–this statement encoded in yet another important river from the Styx (barn kiss?) to the Seine … spoken first to me, as I read it–and wonder aloud exactly what the “tease” is all about, this thing that I supposedly an fraying … I read by taking it too seriously. I don’t think I’m taking anything too seriously, and I think the world too … I think we should all be far more concerned with “whitewashing over” a mass hysteria of refusal to openly acknowledge the importance not just of “The Fray” and “The Matrix” but of the group mentality that somehow allows us to believe it’s not a gigantic loss of self and sanity to just walk around each and every day like it’s not a gigantic deal that we haven’t fixed the water in Flynt nor acknowledged that’s what the match is about, fixing it properly–caring about not harming people–rather than finding some slow methodical scientific solution that allows the great lie we seem to think is so “useful to ignore” to perpetuate … I imagine simply because we have waited so long already. or you could call him orion I’m not trying to “make light of the situation” … I hope you see that–I find our public and recorded response to something very obvious to already be … diminutive and ignorant. I hope you don’t ignore that, I hope we get our giant dust buster. Either the world “doesn’t get it” or we “don’t care” and neither should be acceptable to anyone. This isn’t about gun control, it’s about “god control” and that really means “freedom and honesty” in a place and time where we just don’t understand what it is we are losing by … “being offended” instead of speaking the truth. or the hunter of "europe's" famous song ... time .. the time has come Nebraska, do yousec ve fadingaway?LISX Unless otherwise indicated, this work was written between the Christmas and Easter seasons of 2017 and 2020(A). The content of this page is released to the public under the GNU GPL v2.0 license; additionally any reproduction or derivation of the work must be attributed to the author, Adam Marshall Dobrin along with a link back to this website, fromthemachine dotty org. Ease on down the road ... they say; keep on truckin' and remember that once and upon this future ... guy-a and the spirit of fawkes and even karouac ... one in the same ... here in this place of "one."
Is this representative of women as a whole? How do they know which users are female? I'm surprised Lesbian is so high, and that Gay male isn't on the list at all. In fact there is little representation of men at all, other than big dick and gangbang.
2020.03.31 12:29 LuckyDuck99Disco did it first Boi!!!!
As bad as Picard has been lets not forget it's only this way because it's made by the same people that gave us Disco series 1 and 2. Also known as STD and with good reason. Now I could only barley sit through those series once so I'll be working from memory but as I recall Disco itself had quite a few things that also didn't add up/make any sense/defy logic so since I'm sitting around here on my ass waiting for the world to end I might as well list some of them in a sort of random order from both series...... The Red Angel Suit. Ten years before Kirk old Starfleet sure had it's shit together, You see Mikey Mommy had built a super suit that could do the following...... Travel in time. Hold infinite digital information. Move a church and it's 200 people 40,000 light years. Watch Mikey throughout her life without being seen. Pull the starship Disco through a rift in time that it also opened somehow. Drop in on Mikey when she's about to die, so in effect keep track of her at all times throughout all time. Fly through space. Stop a planet of slavers from killing it's population.... somehow, wasn't it a burst of EMP or some crap? That's some suit, if only Starfleet had kept making those things they could have been running the universe. Seven signals. Ok so you've got seven signals all going off at the same time throughout the galaxy. No problem, oh wait, one problem, to see this you'd need to be outside the galaxy, on top of which it's later revealed that Mikey was the one making the signals and she only made them one at a time so for all seven to be seen at once would need her to go back in time seven times at seven points and coordinate all seven signals in time to show up at the same point in the future which would be her past...... wait what? The alien death guy dying. Oh no that alien guy we have known is dying, oh man, that sucks, ah well least we get to spend a final episode with him, goodbye old friend.... wait you aren't dying now? After we just gave you a whole episode of saying a very very long goodbye? You son of...... sure hope Picard doesn't pull a stunt like that........ Mirror Lorca. So somehow.......... Lorca crossed from the Mirror Universe to ours, ok, so where's the real one? In the Mirror Universe boi and dead probably. Ok so Mirror Lorca finds himself by pure luck in charge of a new super ship and in his element in a huge war, so what does he do? Heads straight back to his universe where he is the most wanted criminal in the galaxy and dies like a bitch. Smart move son, call me crazy but if I fell into a deal like that, I'd stay put in this new reality where I've got a pretty sweet life. Mirror Discovery, so when our STD ship went Mirror theirs came here but even though it was crewed by bad arses it got blown up by Kilngons. Wait what? How did Mirror people who are all fucking insane get their top ship blown up? They should have ended the whole war before teatime and then set about taking everything else over, guess Killey was a little bitch after all..... Spock and the killings. Spock you son of a bitch you murdered three people!!! We have the footage. But........... The footage was faked... or was it? Spock knocked out the three people but what happened after? Did someone else kill them? Was it Control? Or was it another cover up? Where were the bodies, I mean either you have three dead bodies or you don't so which is it? This is all very confusing.... Control. Ah yes who can forget this bad guy. An AI programme that becomes self aware and wants to kill all humans!!!! But how did Control even become Control. It all started... or did it????.... when Disco came across a space rift right, and they sent out the shuttle with the two guys bitching in it, and then they sent a probe from the shuttle into the rift, but the probe went through time, forward in time in fact where Control who was already a thing in the future took it over and matrixed it and then sent it back through the rift to kill all humans starting with those two on the shuttle. So far so good.... right? But then Control was a Starfleet AI programme the Vulcan chick came up with and it killed her and her crew so Control started in our time, then killed the universe then met the probe through the rift then sent back the probe to.... wait what????? Control part 2. But wait there's more.... Control was now somehow able to copy people or take them over and for some reason because it hacked Disco's shuttle it knew about a planet full of Data ( no, not that Data, just Data.. ) that Disco had been given when a planet full of ummmm Data blew up.... o..k... anyway Control now wanted this Data so it could become Control even though it was already Control and was already busy killing all humans, on top of all this Mommy Spock was fighting Control in the future with her Red Angel but she was losing. So you have Control in the present and you have Control in the future and....... wait what was I was talking about? The Enterprise. So if the Enterprise always carried about 2,000 worker bees/shuttles/pods why did we never see a single one in three series and six movies? Magic Space Mushrooms. I mean........ what?.... ._. Hey we are losing this Klingon war, lets give away our one chance to end it by giving this planet bomb to the leader of the people who have sworn to wipe us out. After we spent all that time to put the bomb in the planet in the first place. Doh! The Human Ash/Klingon. What the hell was that all about? The white Klingon guy undergoes becoming human, but does he become this Ash guy in looks or actually somehow become him? Oh yeah he gets away with murder as well, hey blondie you got company... anyway..... was he just put in Ash's human body or was his Klingon body made to look like Ash's, man what the actual fuck!!! Ash gets away with murder. He killed the Doctor right but it's cool, he says he's sorry so everyone loves him again. The doctor comes back to life. No one stays dead in this show, so of course a doctor that died gets to come back, by magic ummmm mushrooms...... o.....k.... den..... Admiral Fuck, the original. A bad arse, tough talking, hard drinking, non stop swearing, taking no shit Starfleet Admiral you say? Again Disco did it first, the original MILF. Too bad she got blown up when Enterprise got that torpedo in it and she couldn't open a door, oh well she went out as she lived, banging till the end. Section 31. A secret, covert, undercover, in the shadows, behind the scenes, unknown, organization that......... had giant space bases, had a fleet of 31 super ships, had black badges, was openly talked about in public by crew and captains alike, and that everyone seemed to know about. The Daft Punk Chick? Remember her? I'm betting you don't, she was only in Ep1/2 for a few seconds in the background but she had on a Daft Punk helmet that looked cool as fuck, too bad she was never seen or heard from ever again. Speaking of chicks, remember that cool redhead also in Ep1/2 who don't say shit but then when she turns up again on Disco she's got half her head shaved off, why though, she didn't take any injuries during the battle in Ep2 so why is she now part robot? Robot Girl. Oh yes, screw you Mr Data we got an all female Mrs Data right here. What was her deal? She was human but her husband popped off so she became a robot girl and got to wear a full robot head but she was still part human and also Control took her over and then she died even though being a robot girl they could have just turned her back on and then they shot her body out into space where it probably became Control in the future right? Damn! Holograms. So many holograms... everywhere at all times, hell even the candles were holograms and all this is TEN YEARS BEFORE KIRK!!!!! How? A mini Holodeck, again TEN YEARS BEFORE KIRK!!!!!!!!! Vulcans can use the Force now. Spock had a sister, he just forgot to mention it... ever. Time Crystals. Sorry, what? No really what the fuck are you about? Pike knows his future but can't change it, why though, hey LD you go out tomorrow you'll get hit by a bus. Ok so I won't go out tomorrow, see, pretty easy. Hold up, you can build a Red Angel Suit in less than an hour on board a space ship? Why are we not mass producing these??????? The loooooonnnnnngggggggg goodbye. Everyone spent a whole episode in series 2 saying goodbye then everyone stayed together anyway and they all went into the future. Speaking of which.... We need to go in to the future to stop Control from getting the Data, ok but first off, Control is already in the future, that rift with the probe proves it and second Mommy Spock is also in the future and she is fighting Control, in the future, but we need to go there? It's ok we have beaten Control in the present. Ok we still going though see yah! Why??????????????????????????????????????????????? Ah man what a shitshow, I know there's about 18,000 more but that's all I got for now. Post Script. Special mention to the chick out of BSG for dying twice in series 1.
2020.03.25 09:19 RoanksterENTPs and INTPs (Theoretical and Anecdotal Differences)
These two types are probably the most similar E/I versions of eachother, to the point where they can almost be interchangeable however, once research and heavy observation is conducted, the differences though subtle, become very apparent. This is a response to u/0lSherlockl0 about his ENTP vs INTP post. I typed a fucking dissertation as a comment so I moved it into a post instead Without furthur ado- Your MILF, 36DDD, Christian Neighbor's Autistic 30 Year Old Son VS The Kinky Sociopath That Let ALL Of Mrs. Johnson's 4th Grade Class Know That He Knows What Plasma Is, Maybe Even Bose-Einstein Condensates. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
ENTPs Tertiary Fe is much more apparent then the INTPs Inferior Fe, ENTPs are more expressive, dynamic, gregarious, socially aware and well, annoying than INTPs.
xNTPs are both described as being absent minded and at their worst, apathetic and lazy. The thing is, INTPs will probably be like "I have a project due tommorow, Jared's moving to Europe and I have to help Sean with his homework", but whether he actually deals with those things is questionable, the ENTP will find themself looking at a big honkin C in the gradebook after discussing something on reddit/discord for 3 hours wondering how stupid it looks for him to forget a project he had a month to complete
INTP - "I should've done that shit." ENTP - "OH SHIT"
INTPs are more likely to actually have a schedule, but deviate constantly from it or ignore it, ENTPs only have schedules when they're going through that "This month is gonna be MY month" phase that lasts about 45 minutes.
ENTPs will often skip words in sentences as they forgot to move it from their head onto a screen or paper.
INTPs are fundamentally driven by the need to understand and it's boosted by their curiosity and fascination with the theoretical and novel. ENTPs are fundamentally driven by their fascination with what's possible and love discussing theory and it's backed up by their interest in the logic and mechanics of how things work in theory.
ENTPs struggle with making value judgements because of PoLR Fi. They will often struggle with naming their "favorite" color or what's their favorite genre of music or whos the best football player. INTPs have an easier time with this, but that's usually hidden under their desire to be reasonable.
The INTP has a weaker intuitive grasp on how to deal with people and how to use interaction to their advantage. They aren't socially retarded robots like many people seem to think they are and can manage just fine next to less "headstrong" personalities, but they most likely have not had much experience with dealing with social situations as they find other things more stimulating. They compensate by using their Fe through a Ti filter. They might study psychology and observe behavior in order to understand how people interact and think, in order to respond to and determine how to deal with them better.Their empathy, sympathy and general humanity are more mechanical and icy in nature but at the end of the day, they're there and they try their hardest.
INTPs are better at identifying problems that need to be fixed and developing an understanding of what exactly needs to be tinkered with.
This isn't true for all INTPs, but INTPs tend to find subjects like math, physics and chemistry enthralling because to them, the variables, numbers and equations move around and can be used like pieces in a puzzle.
INTPs inconsistent Si will cause them to neglect personal health, fitness and maintenance. ENTPs also struggle with this, but usually are more self conscious about their image and will act accordingly, especially type 3s. I have an ENTP 3w2 friend who is very tidy and takes care of himself not because he enjoys it, but because he wants others to see him as that kind of person. INTPs might feel a little anxious and then after 5 mins don't give a shit.
INTPs have a rigid and tense posture when engaged, but couch potato levels of relaxed when they aren't. Their lips are tight by force, fist covering their chin, their eyes fixated, marvelling at some fantastical thing in their imagination, or porn. ENTPs have a relaxed posture, usually swayed back, arms crossed and eyes wandering into space. Avid leg shakers and finger tappers.
ENTPs are more prone to thinking that they're smarter than they actually are, INTPs almost seem to skip the beginning part of the Dunning Kruger effect and always assume they know a small portion of what is actually there.
ENTPs engaged in discussion about something that they find interesting is heaven to them and they can monologue for hours and write unnecessarily long paragraphs (Like I'm doing right now). When engaged in discussion about something that they and the others discussing find interesting they become turbo charged, like a ball bouncing around the walls of a room getting faster every bounce.
The INTP mind can almost be visualized as a series of wobbly tightropes, it's changing and constantly in flux, yet there's a path to be followed and progress/navigation requires utmost precision and caution. The ENTP mind is like a paintball hitting an object, the thought occurs and explodes, branching to different thoughts and spanning a wide area. Messy, but entertaining.
The trust of an ENTP is hard to earn, but usually well worth the effort. Despite popular opinion, ENTPs at heart do feel satisfaction in helping people, but mainly one's they actually care about. When ENTPs consider someone "my friend" instead of "a friend" they can become extremely devoted, altruistic and helpful, perhaps a little too much so.
INTPs can be very intellectually competitive and highly self critical. ENTPs also suffer from this, but will have several outlets to ease their mind off their fixation. INTPs are known to constantly compare themselves to the greatest people of any field and judge themselves and others accordingly. This narrow view of achievement can lead to them dismissing both themselves and others.
Everyone loves to outwit others, but the ENTP gets off to it. The idea that they were able to manipulate the behavior or the thoughts of another person bring them a sick and twisted kind of pleasure. Fortunately, this won't go past pushing conversational boundries most of the time and they do reflect and recognize that they were being annoying.
INTPs grossly overestimate the intelligence of other people and which can make them pretty shitty teachers. INTPs will walk you through what their thought process was, but automatically assume that because they can understand it, you do to. They tend to assume that people are far more observant and quick minded than they actually are.
Young ENTPs are prone to being attention whores, Young INTPs are anything but.
ENTPs struggle with finding out what they want to do in life because there are so many fields that interest them, yet either the salary isn't enough or they know that they have a surface level understanding and won't actually like studying the subject. Because they are prone to choosing based on what makes sense realistically without considering what they truly want, lots of them chase money and and up either wealthy and unhappy, or poor and unhappy.
ENTPs will usually talk much faster, but the INTP is more concise in their speaking.
ENTPs have a habit of wanting to cram all the information they know into a conversation or discussion and it can lead to them being percieved as random. INTPs do this with people they feel more comfortable around.
When in conflict or arguments in person, INTPs are focused on the issue and attack the argument. ENTPs are more prone to attacking the person aswell.
Many ENTPs struggle with their sense of identity thanks to PoLR Fi and their Ne. The life of an ENTP seems to be permeated by a longing for both novelty and stability. They float between different groups, have trouble deciding their path in life, struggle with work ethic and are seen as irresponsible and chaotic. The ENTP will usually feel their potential and it causes them massive prolonged distress that they aren't living up to what they could be. Many of them settle for being mediocre.
Both INTPs and ENTPs will often score high in openness, but the ENTP is more extroverted and tends to be less agreeable, conscientiousness and neurotic.
The best way to identify ENTPs and INTPs is to observe how they act when around other people as Fe is the key. ENTPs will make more comments, try to include themselves more and have a habit of wanting to manipulate conversations so that they can talk in them. INTPs can talk if they want, but will most probably keep to themselves about it. The key is understanding that the ENTP is passively listening, while the INTP most probably doesn't care.
ENTPs are more likely to make declarative statements than the INTP is, as the INTPs stronger Ti will subconsciously make them use words such as "usually, probably, perhaps, maybe and possibly" to imply that they may not be 100% right and there's always room for improvement. Even I do this
ENTPs writing style is more dramatic in nature. They will capitalize, italicize and bold in order to add emphasis, mimicing their speech. Their writing is often a long string of ideas that gets heavily revised and has a weird mixture of informal and formal narrative. Often blending comedy, serious analysis and slang together.
ENTP handwriting can be pretty messy, INTP handwriting is unholy
I have personally witnessed on more than one occasion, an INTP refer to humans as a collective as "they"
ENTPs are vengeful in nature and have an acute sense of personal justice. When an ENTP is annoyed they may yell. When they're mad, they're quiet and seek to get payback. INTPs will probably tell the person to shut up and when mad, simply scoff and avoid them.
Both types have very different ways of using Te. ENTPs will often use data and other quantitative reasoning as support to their subjective Ti opinion in discussions. INTPs will seek out the facts about something in order to test the validity of their Ti subjective opinion, however are prone to cherry picking just as much as the ENTP.
INTPs don't like boredom at all, ENTPs hate it with a fiery passion and will do anything to avoid it
INTPs tend to be type 5s, 4w5s and occasionally 9w1s
ENTPs tend to be type 7s, 8w7s and 3w2s.
If an xNTP has a broad range of unrelated interests/hobbies, they are much more likely to be ENTPs. Ne manifests as not only a fascination with the novel and theoretical in ENTPs, but pretty much anything that makes the ENTP go "damn that's kind of cool". ENTPs tend to look into more sports, instruments, languages and random information than INTPs do.
Se PoLR is obvious in INTPs. When doing physical or manual tasks they switch to "autopilot" and will often snap back to reality when they've been called 4 times without responding. Loud events with many people tend to be like Black Holes for their mental energy.
2020.02.09 10:26 Plus-Razzmatazz80+ Ex-Polygamist Hits on Someone He 'Thinks is a Teenager' (Oh! Excuse me.) Just Wants Her to 'Go to Church'.
First off I'm pretty sure this is fine but if is NSFW let me know and I'll figure out how to fix it. Okay not really sure what I should call this or what I should call this guy, let me know what you think his title should be(ie. neckbeard, niceguy, others that I don't know. Perhaps he's a sociopath or a narcissus?). I actually joined Reddit just because as time has worn on I felt I needed to share this story. Moonhorse your kindness and anger on behalf the injured in these accounts is what made me share with you. You are my favorite person to listen to read stories of neckbeards and creeps because of your concern and joy for your, hopefully, ever-growing herd. Actually listening to one of your stories reminded me of this, no clue why, it's not related. It's a long story, sorry. I suppose I need to say something about myself, I am in my early 30's, I do live at home because until two years ago I helped take care of my dad who had Parkinson's and I'm a diabetic that has some lows that are too low for my meter to read from time to time, usually occurs when I sleep. (I'm trying to outlive my mother 'cause she deserves all the happiness delivered to her by joyous fairies and none of the sad Mean-Beans.) I'm tallish and thin and apparently have a baby face as I'm still being confused for a teenager, even by people who work with teenagers every day as I was a month or so before this happened. I guess I look the age I often feel? I'm going to call this guy Mr. Ick, because well, you'll see. He is taller that me by like a head or more. In his 80's or maybe 90's He has thick white hair, bushes for brows and while thinnish has a sauce pan gut. He has aged really well, if you like men that old. He's not really smelly and I never had contact with him after this so I don't know if he did the flipped switch nice guy thing. But he is manipulative, in a subtle way, and while I have never found him charming, I guess he could be? Also he used to be part of a polygamist community nearby, apparently all his other wives left him for other men in the community and he left the community (or was kicked out?) with the one I was friends with, and their kids. I don't know if he had children he left behind. I have worked for Mr. Ick before, data entry of his earnings and spendings, every year or two or three for a few weeks. He owns/owned a small family business that he worked with his two mentally handicapped sons. Great guys, but easily manipulated by their father as I would find out later. My mother and I were friends with his wife and they thought of me when thinking who might trade their time for a brief stint of being paid. It worked out well although I got bad vibes from Mr. Ick all along. As a person with social anxiety I wrote it off. Well a few years ago Mr. Ick's wonderful wife died, she had Parkinson's Disease, my father also died approximately a year and a half before the meat of this story. (Don't be sorry, he wasn't nice to people "beneath" him, like his family.) Back to Mr. Ick, he had been caught by some scammers that get you to send them money and was warned by post office workers and the police that he was being taken, but somehow the scammers convinced him that the government or something just didn't want him to have the money they promised him in return for all the money he was sending them. Eventually he borrowed money from his friends and neighbors to send to these people and even started sending out more of these scams to random people in the hopes that they would send him their money. He had a deal with the people who had scammed him that he would get to keep some of the money he scammed from others and send the rest to them. He got caught because of an old woman's daughter checking on her and calling the police about it. Apparently he had gotten quiet a lot of money from this little old lady in another state. As Mr. Ick is in his 80's or perhaps 90's he wasn't jailed. We heard about this in our small town, because of course we did, but he seemed to have straightened up so when he called me some months ago to ask if I could do some data entry I talked to my mother about it and she agreed but sent me with her cell phone and told me to call if something went south. He picked me up, I don't drive as a personal choise, I never learned. And everything seemed normal. I got in his van and the entire way to his home Mr. Ick kept talking about massages and how much he missed giving them since his wife died. It was very uncomfortable. "I really miss massaging the female form." was a paraphrase of what he kept bringing up. We were almost to his house when I tried mentioning that my brother's wife is a masseuse. That was immediately met with, "Has she given you a massage?" (Looking back on this now, Please let me not be part of a spank bank!) This is the point my brain said this guy is trying to get you to let him massage you. Yeah I blame diabetic brain. "No. I don't like being touched." Not quite true but I discovered at a young age that I don't care to receive massages. I quickly jumped in with liking to give or receive massages was fine, but I again stated that I didn't like to be touched. what can I say my anxiety kicked in again. He kept up the topic still (Really!) until he unlocked his house door a couple of minutes later. Mr. Ick had done a lot of talking about massages like 5 minutes or so. The hours that I was there and the ride back home were fine, nothing happened. I did notice a paper taped underneath his computer monitor but paid it no attention at all... that day. I mentioned in passing the strange conversation topic to my mother when I arrived home but I guess failed to tell her how insistent Mr. Ick was about talking about massages and how he missed giving them to a woman. She told me later that she wouldn't have let me go back if she knew how creepy he had been. The next day I came over that evening for a few more hours of work and the ride and everything was fine. He checked a messaging site or his email before setting me up to work. He was a little upset over not 'hearing back' from someone. I thought nothing of it. And just went back to work. As I worked I did find something that I had to question him about. Mr. Ick mentioned being scammed but not believing it truly was a scam, you know one of those 'send us money and we'll send you more!' deals. It wasn't until my final day working for him that I paid any attention to the paper taped beneath the screen. Because of something on his computer that I accidentally saw. I sing while I work so I bring up YouTube on his computer, his house in is a cell phone blind spot. One of the days I was there I even showed him how to look up songs he wanted to hear on YouTube 'cause he asked. Well one of the times I go to choose a new song I clicked the Google Chrome that he had left minimized instead of the Firefox I was using. And up comes a site that had ads for stuff like penis enlargement, with an actual 'picture' of a penis growing and something else sexual I can't remember anymore. I'm not sure if all the women in the main body of the page were people he had contacted on this site or if they were just women he was looking at. If I had to guess ages I'd guess most were in their late 20' to 30's, but I clicked it off pretty quickly and decided to pretend I hadn't seen it and vent to my mother when I returned home. When I had a break while he was looking for more things that needed entry (not uncommon) I finally looked at the paper. It had a few things my innocent little mind didn't know but based on what I had seen and the words I did recognise, I guessed what the sites listed were. I wrote all the site names down on my bookmark, I had a book with me for occasions when he was getting more things that needed entering. I was going to look up the words I didn't know when I got home. I don't remember the names of the site anymore but it was stuff like 'easy grannies' and the one I looked up and went no further something to do with MILF's. There were six or seven sites on the list. Fortunately that day I entered the last of Mr. Ick's data. I was surprised but thankful that there was so little. Usually data entry took weeks of both days and evenings, I'd done all he had in three evenings. I talked with my mother about what I'd found because I wondered if she knew what a MILF was. We looked it up and I showed her the list and told her that the first two or three sites were crossed out. She brought up that first car ride again in relation to this new information because now it made her really uncomfortable, and I explained more completely that ride. She said something about him trying to see my reaction to the idea and with leaving that site up probably trying to groom me. What did he think that leaving a site with pictures like that up I would become all needy and let him get seedy? Nah, I'm as asexual as a flower and he aint handsome or rich or got a good enough personality to top that, especially with the creep vibe I kept getting. If you think this ends here, wrong. Mom said we should call MR. Ick's daughter and let her know but then thought she had enough on her plate with trying to protect her mentally handicapped brothers from their father. But after a day or so she said the feeling that she needed to let the daughter know kept coming back. So she called her and we had a long talk on the porch about her father and gave her the list with a warning of what she'd find if she looked them up. She said that she already knew he was into something like that because he had left a pornographic site up when her preteen son had gone over to help him with things around the house. Mr. Ick had also been getting home help nurses but called them and told them not to come anymore if they wouldn't send young women. They refused to send women anymore as he kept propositioning them. He had also bullied those aforementioned brothers of hers into allowing him access to their money, if I recall correctly stole over $7,000 from one and over $6,000 from the other. More than either had and now can't pay back. They had to move into assisted living homes to get away from Mr. Ick's abuse and one of them had to quit the job he loved at a thrift store because he kept coming to badger him at work. He was at the time trying to regain custody of his sons. So he could again have access to their accounts as he saw their money as his, according to his daughter. She also said that not going to jail for the scam he tried on that lady made him believe that he was untouchable by the law. Finally she said that I probably wouldn't get paid. Which honestly upset me but I had figured that already and didn't want the money as I didn't want to be paid if it was with stolen money. Oh and that Mr. Ick hadn't had the business for a while and that he really didn't need me to do input as it was years ago that he last had it. We, My mother and I, offered to show up to court or even on the stand if she really needed our support. A few days later we get a call asking if I'd be willing to talk to the local bishop about what happened and when I found out that Mr. Ick was getting the church's youth groups, 12-17 year olds if I remember correctly, to come help him with work around his house and yard I didn't want to risk him somehow courting some inexperienced teen into something that Mr. Ick should go to jail for. I've heard too many stories to chance it. Reminder this man is in his 80's at the youngest and while thin not at all frail looking. The bishop agrees to not send the teens out anymore and to not reveal that I had anything to do with this as by this time I'm getting scared as I had also heard how his sons had to threaten him when they were younger because he was beating their mother. And I don't know what this man would be willing to do. The bishop is given the list of sites this man in his congregation is visiting. This religion is strict about sexual things as I think most Christian religions are, don't know for sure as this is the only one I know much about. So sites like these are a no man's zone, so to speak. But they have programs to help people with addictions, including sexual addictions so maybe he'll get into that? I'm guessing it took a bit for the Bishop to get a hold of Mr. Ick because a week or so later we started getting a lot of phone calls from Mr. Ick. I didn't want to talk to him and neither did my mom. Some time during this the police got in contact with us as he was reported for something or other. Mr. Ick did drop by with a check for me and of course my 3-year-old niece, that we can't convince needs to wait to open the door until an adult is present, answered but nothing bad happened. I was at the neighbors picking their grapes before the freeze and nearly had a heart-attach when I saw him pull in. My mother wasn't home at the time either. Her dad was though. I talked to Mr. Ick's daughter and she said he did have some legitimate income, but to cash the check as soon as possible or the money would probably be gone. I never cashed it and he kept calling, using spoofed numbers when mom blocked him, finally my mom gave in to her curiosity and he convinced her to bring the check back and he'd give her cash for my work instead. She went to do so with another brother and I stayed home. So I got $65 in quarters and bills, except one of the quarters wasn't American and the other was a smashed out nickle someone had used to cheat the machine. He owned some of those machines you put quarters in to get a prize or a gumball. The best part, he tried to convince her that he was just trying to tell me what good Young Women (12-17 year olds I think)(also probably should be renamed as no-one in it are adults) leaders the church has. He never brought up the church the entire time I was there. Nor did he mention other women or any teens... Suuuurrrrre you want me to go to church... I also think this is what he told the bishop. Also Mr. Ick while you may not know my age, I was in my twenties the first time I ever worked for you. You knew I wasn't a teenager. After this he stopped calling for a while, then Mr. Ick called for a few days. It's been a few months since then. I have learned once again to trust my gut, hasn't been wrong yet. "Why do I keep doubting you Gutsy, my pal?" He is still free and living alone if you're curious. We see him from time to time in his van driving to the post office or some such.
2020.01.22 18:36 BudRock56UNBELIEVABLE AND RECENT SASQUATCH ENCOUNTER - From The Case Files Of Bud Rock
This report came in last weekend from a gentleman named “Oscar”. Oscar was on a date with a lady named “Ellen”. As the evening grew late the couple decided to drive to a state park, park their car, and then engage in intimate behavior while sitting in the car. Oscar said they arrived at the park at around 10:30 pm. They drove into the park on a dirt road. The area is heavily wooded. When they came to a wide spot in the road they pulled over, turned off the headlights, and then started talking. I am going to assume that you good readers are mature adults and just cut to the chase. After some small talk Ellen began performing oral sex on Oscar as they sat together in the front seat. Shortly after this began something hit the hood of Oscar’s car. It startled the couple. There was nobody around they knew about. Finally, they just assumed it was a limb or a nut falling out of the trees around them. So they returned to what they were doing. After a few moments more something hit the roof of the car. This time whatever hit the car was much heavier and made quite a noise upon impact. Oscar quickly composed himself, jumped out of the car and shouted “Who’s there?!?” He yelled some other threatening messages, assuming it was somebody out there messing with him and Ellen. He said he had a loaded gun. In reality, he did not. Oscar was just about to get back into the car and go somewhere else when he heard a limb break. It was a loud “snap”, and it was very close. Oscar jerked his head toward the noise and nervously asked again who was there. Nothing. It was quiet. Then came a low yet menacing growl that enveloped the entirety of the forest around them. It started low then grew in intensity. At this point Ellen was begging him to get back into the car and leave. Oscar obliged, jumping back into the driver’s seat and hastily putting his car into reverse and hitting the gas. Oscar was intending to back the car around so it would point back in the direction from which they entered, then getting the heck out of there. But while they were rapidly reversing the car hit something solid and stopped with a loud “BAM!” Oscar was perplexed, as he knew there should not be a tree behind him. Then something crashed down on the trunk of his car, hard, causing them both to scream in fear. Looking in his rear view mirror, and with only the light from his taillights, he saw a big hairy mass of something behind the car. Oscar stared in horror while Ellen had gone into hysterics. Before Oscar could even think to put the car into drive and get away, he saw ... the ARMS. They were huge and covered in mangy hair. They reached down under the car. The thing was so big Oscar could not see the face. Then the back end of the car lifted up, and off the ground. Oscar says that the thing must have lifted the back end of the car at least two feet off the ground. Then came a loud roar from the thing. It was throaty and gutteral, and very loud. Oscar said it felt like his insides were rattling from the noise it was so loud. It was an angry growl that assaulted the sanity of both Oscar and Ellen. By this point both of them were in hysterics and screaming. But as fast as this horrific moment came, it was gone. The very moment the growl ended, the car was dropped with a hard bang that jolted them both. Then all was quiet. Oscar looked in the rear view mirror. Nothing was there. Ellen turned in her seat to look out the back window, then quickly directed Oscar to “Go, go, go, go, go!!” Oscar hit the gas and completed the rearward turn he initially intended to make. He then put the car into drive and hit the gas. He spun the tires as the car started moving forward. Oscar sped down the little dirt road as fast as he dared. Once they got to the paved road Ellen was crying and asking what was that thing. Oscar was quiet, still in shock. They made it home without further incident. Both Oscar and Ellen have been traumatized by this incident, burdened with nightmares and continuing anxiety. They told nobody about what happened to them lest they be thought of as crazy or lying. After a week of this, Ellen decided to reach out to someone. She felt like she needed answers if she was ever going to come to grips with this. That’s when she contacted BADASS: Bigfoot And Dogman Assassination And Strategic Strikeforce. She had heard about this band of Sasquatch operators from a source who will remain unnamed. The call came in approximately one week after the event. I was having a Dewers on the rocks at a titty bar in Atlanta when my phone rang. Of course, I did not hear it because of the loud music on the sound system. But, I felt it because I had it set to vibrate. I pulled it out and set the vibrating iPhone high on the thigh of the cute, young blond stripper sitting on my lap. “You like that, honey?”, I asked her. Then I moved it higher and higher, and squeezed her tight just as I started kissing her neck. After the fascist, and very large bouncers, threw me out into the parking lot, I picked myself up and found my truck. By this point, after the scuffle and all the bad noise and threats, I had forgotten to even look to see who had the fucking balls to be calling me on a Saturday night. I was too inebriated to drive, so I threw in a CCR CD, rolled down my window, and took off like a bat out of hell. You see, if you try to drive carefully when drunk, the cops can pick up on that. So what I do after I have been drinking is to drive fast and all over the road. That way the cops know I am not trying to fool anybody and assume I am just a sober asshole. It works most of the time. I could not find my way home that night. I apparently blacked out at some point then came to in my truck. I was parked in front of a seedy little gas station in the hood, it was 8:00 am, and I was surrounded by Mexicans looking for work. I had no idea how I got there. By now I was sober enough to find my way home. Once there I crashed in bed and slept the rest of the day away. The following day I woke up at the crack of noon. After a little of the old “hair of the dog”, I decided to check my Bigfoot hotline. There it was. I had missed a phone call. But, there was a voice mail. It turned out to be a message from Ellen saying she and her boyfriend had a terrifying encounter with a large, hairy creature. She was all shook up about it. I arranged to meet her and Oscar the next morning for breakfast to discuss the matter. Ellen was already at the diner when I arrived. She was a right attractive young lass. She had a pretty, sincere face, blond hair cut into a bob, and a nice shape. It turns out that she is a 33 yr old MILF who was recently divorced. She also wears a false left leg. She explained that she is a vet who was medically retired after her leg got blown off in Afghanistan by a roadside IED. Oscar came lagging in about 20 minutes late. He was apparently the first guy she had been out with since her divorce. He was a real douchebag: one of those millennial hipster types with groomed facial hair and skinny leg jeans. We ordered before we began talking about the Sasquatch encounter. Ellen had eggs (scrambled), toast, and hot tea. I had only a black coffee. Oscar ordered plant-based sausage on top of a toasted bagel, and a latte. “Jesus Christ”, I thought to myself. Ellen began telling me the story. She was very engaged and genuinely curious about what happened. But she was also still quite disturbed by the event. Oscar sulked snd was clearly agitated. He was really bringing down my investigation, so I looked at him and said “Look, dude, if you don’t want to be here then pick up your ass and fuck off.” Oscar then got a chip on his shoulder. He shot up to his feet and started getting all up in my space and pretending to be a tough guy. I said to Ellen, “excuse me a minute, sweatheart”, then stood up to face Oscar. I looked him in the eye and asked “What the fuck is wrong with you, boy? I am here to help, but you are acting like a total snot-faced cunt.” Oscar then went on about the creature most likely being a bear, and it was no big deal. He said he did not believe in Bigfoot. Then he maligned my profession. Ellen tried to calm him, but he was inconsolable. Clearly, the encounter had him messed up in the head. He was faced with something that is not supposed to exist. Now his world had been fundamentally altered. He did not know how to deal with it. He did not possess the coping skills needed for this particular situation. So I decided to take pity on the boy and do him a favor. Before Oscar even realized what had happened, I violently punched the sumbitch hard right in his throat. The sad sack dropped like a sack of potatoes, lying on the floor, grasping his throat and struggling for breath. I told Ellen “let’s go...I want you to show me where this encounter occurred.” I dropped a $50.00 bill on the table, took Ellen by her hand, and we left Oscar writhing around on the floor. We took my truck. I consoled her on the drive. I said, “Look, sweetheart, I know things are tough for you right now. You are coming out of a divorce and now you are starting over as a single mom with one income. But that guy Oscar is not for you.” She started crying as she said “I know, I know. He was so bad to me.” After some more talking I learned that Ellen grew up with a sister and a brother, all being raised solely by Ellen’s mother. Her father left when Ellen was very young. Her mom had a parade of men in her life, partly to party and partly for the financial support she could extract from them. In fact, Ellen had a hard childhood and it obviously impacted her emotionally with trust and daddy issues. “Jackpot!!”, I thought to myself. We arrived at the encounter site. The tire tracks were still there. I also found a Sasquatch print in some soft dirt. It was 18’’ long, a real big beast. Searching the area further I discover 2 tree structures and a pile of bones that appeared to be from hogs (feral, of course). It appears that old Oscar parked his car right in the middle of a Bigfoot’s living room. What an asshole. I took some photographs and made some notes. Then we headed out of there. I told Ellen that I was 99% sure they stumbled into a Bigfoot’s territory and that it acted aggressively because it wanted them out of there. I pointed out that the creature could have easily killed both of them but chose not too. It just wanted them out of there. This seemed to provide her with some degree of comfort. I asked Ellen if she would like to come back out there with me that night. At first, she was dead set against it. But I blew a lot of hot smoke up her ass about her being a tough-as-nails retired soldier and about how the Sasquatch did not want to hurt anyone, it just wanted to be left alone. I also told her that I do this sort of thing all the time, plus the BADASS Team would be with us. Then I hit her with this being a good way for her to face her fear, acquire some closure and be able to move forward with her life rather than living with the trauma of that night. She smiled, then agreed to come along. When we parted Ellen gave me a hug and a quick peck on the cheek. The plan was for me to assemble my crew and meet back up with Ellen at the dirt road pull-off on the main highway where you enter the state park at 8:00 pm tonight. My crew was all on site at 7:30 pm that night and preparing for the operation. I had my 5 best boys with me. There was Tango, a recently paroled black dude who joined up with BADASS after the New Black Panthers kicked him out for being too crazy for them. Tango was my second in command, and would be on point for tonight’s op. Then there was Napalm Ned, a Vietnam vet. He was going to be our communications coordinator. The next three were snipers. There was Bobby Big Dick, Stab Wound, and Tommy Two Sacks. Here was the plan. I wanted to recreate the situation Ellen and Oscar found themselves in the night of the attack. Not wanting to get my truck fucked up by a Sasquatch, I borrowed my neighbor’s Mustang. Ellen and I would enter the woods in the Mustang at exactly 11:00 pm., proceed to the make out spot, and wait. Coordinates were given to the 3 snipers. They would be inserted early and triangulate around my position high in the trees. Ned would communicate between everyone. Tango would be the field General tonight while I was being the bait, along with Ellen. Ellen arrived at 8:00 pm sharp. Good girl! I explained the plan to her. However, I quickly learned that we had a problem. Ellen does not like the idea of killing the Bigfoot. In fact, she hated the killing of all animals. She was a fucking pantheist. I managed to calm her down by telling her that all our guns were loaded with sedative darts that will not hurt the creature. We just want to chill it out, get some photos and DNA, give it a health checkup, and tag it with a GPS tracking device. It was a tricky sales job because the bitch is a hardcore animal rights person, and because Tango and Ned kept giggling the more I said. But finally I had her convinced that we were really a scientific group trying to help the Sasquatch. Pursuant to the plan, Ellen and I got into the a mustang and began driving into the woods along the same dirt path used by her and Oscar. Ellen asked what kind of gun was I carrying in my shoulder rig. I told her it was my Ruger .480 revolver...loaded with 300 grain Vicodin tipped bullets. She grinned, touched my shoulder, and said “You’re so great, Bud. You are a really good guy.” She did not have a fucking clue about anything. When we reached our spot I parked and checked in with old Napalm Ned on my headset. We left the car running, just like Oscar had done. We also lowered our windows so we could hear what was going on around us. But frankly, my neighbor’s souped up, straight-piped hot rod Stang made listening impossible, so I killed the engine. Wanting some noise to let the Sasquatch know we were there, I turned on the radio. We sat there for a long time. Nothing happened. Our tree snipers saw and heard nothing. Tango was stationed in a ground blind on the perimeter. He heard and saw nothing. “Shit!”, I thought. Then I looked over at Ellen and asked her exactly what she and Oscar were doing at the time of the encounter. She hesitated and gave me a bullshit, nothing of an answer. I asked her again. Then I noticed her face in the lights emanating from the stereo. It looked like she was blushing. Then it dawned on me. I asked her “You two were fucking?” Ellen was embarrassed and said “Oh, no! No, no, no. We were just making out and fooling around a little.” I said “Look, this is serious business here. We are not playing around with fucking Fozzy Bear. This Sasquatch will rip our heads off. Now, tell me exactly what you two were doing.” Ellen had a pained look on her face. I asked “Did you have Oscar’s dick in your mouth?” Her facial expression and sudden eye aversion told me that she did. Then I said, “OK, so you were blowing Oscar. So when the first rock or whatever hit Oscar’s car, you were going down on him?” Ellen sheepishly nodded her head. I nodded once to myself and said “Alright, we know what we have to do”, then leaned back in my seat and pulled out my cock. I said “Ok, get to work, bitch.” At first Ellen said she was leaving and went for the door. I admonished her to “sit your fucking ass down, woman. If you go out there that damn Bigfoot is going to rip off your pretty little head and shit Sasquatch pellets down your neck hole.” Knowing that I was right, Ellen got back into her seat and shut the door. I said, “Look, you did it for Oscar and he is a total fag. Just look at my cock here, all thick and veiny. You know you want to wrap your thick blow-job lips around it and swallow it up. Plus, it needs to be done for the mission.” Ellen thought about it as she looked at my hardening dick in my hand. Then to solidify the deal I said “Sweetheart, I know you don’t want to see the Sasquatch People go extinct, but that is exactly what’s going to happen if we cannot get some hard data on them and study the species. I mean, what’s a few minutes of having a dick in your mouth compared to wiping out an entire species?” That was all it took. Ellen started licking and slurping all over my knob. Then she suddenly stopped, looked up at me, and asked if the rest of the BADASS Team was privy to this. I said “of course not”, then pushed her head back down on my salami. In my earpiece I could hear my spec op buddies laughing their asses off. After about 5 minutes of very motivated cocksucking and licking, a rock hit the hood of the car. Ellen popped up and excitedly said “Oh my God! It’s here!!” I pushed her head back down on my shaft and said “Alright, hurry it up, bitch. I got to go to work.” Just as I released my demons down Ellen’s throat, what sounded like a fucking boulder hit the roof of the car. I radioed the boys, “Ok, boys. It’s here. Get ready.” But before they could squeeze off a shot, the passenger door was violently and suddenly ripped off its hinges and tossed into the night. Then a big - and I mean BIG - hairy arm reached into the car, grabbed Ellen, and yanked her out in a flash. I heard chatter in my earpiece. The boys were having a hard time getting the monster in their crosshairs. We had assumed the snipers could pick it off on the perimeter as it held back and threw rocks at the car. But this animal proved to be unpredictable and aggressively moved right in to us, unseen by the snipers above. Apparently Ellen and Oscar has really pissed it off and it was not going to stand for any more trespassers. “Fuck it”, I said to myself. I radioed the boys and told them to hold their fire. I was going into the Kill Box to get this Bigfoot, and whatever was left of Ellen. I pulled out both my Desert Eagles chambered in .50 AE, and went after the beast dual wielding my pieces. It did not take long to find the Sasquatch. It took Ellen off about 100 yards from the car, ripped her clothes off, sat her on a large rock, and now stood in front of her with a HUGE erection. Knowing that I needed to act quickly and decisively, I fired with my right hand. “BAM!!!!!” The report of the .50 AE in the dead of night was defeating. But the bullet hit it’s mark, right at the base of the monster’s engorged wiener. It fact, my bullet splayed it’s hard cock wide open. It looked like a hot dog that had been microwaved for too long!! Clearly, my shot hurt the Bigfoot, but it also made it mad - REAL MAD! I took off running right at the beast while dual wielding and blasting it with my Deagles. It absorbed every hit. When I ran dry the squatch was down on one knee and clutching its chest where my bullets hit it. At this point I standing about 5 feet away from the monster, between it and a very terrified Ellen. Standing so close to the Bigfoot I noticed a couple of very alarming things. First, the beast’s dick was bigger than mine. Not by much, mind you. But just enough to be noticeable. Second, even with the beast hunched over and on one knee, Tebow style, it was still a foot taller than me. I am 6’1” tall, which means that this was one magnum sized Bigfoot. My alarm at the size of the fucker caused me a second of delay. I could tell by the chatter in my earpiece that the boys had climbed down from the trees and were, along with Ned and Tango, hauling ass to my location, locked and loaded. But I could not wait for them, as suddenly the beast pulled itself together, looked up and me, and showed its teeth. Now I was going to have to fight it bare-handed. In a split second epiphany I recalled Ellen and her false leg. As the Bigfoot slowly rose to its feet before me with a murderous lust in its eyes, I spun around and punched Ellen right in her fucking face. She toppled over unconscious. Then I grabbed her fake leg and ripped it off her (I struck her because I did not have time to negotiate with her for the leg). I immediately swung the leg and hit the monster upside its head, knock the shit out of him. Then, with the foot end I slammed the beast repeatedly in its balls. The critter bent double then fell to the ground, letting out a painful cry of agony. Just then the boys arrived, and with a point-blank shot to its head from a .50 BMG the fight was over quicker than it had began. “Shit, man, that was a close call tonight!”, I said, we all agreed, then fist bumped a few times and talked some shit. Then Tango got out his chain saw and cut up the body so we could pack it out of there. After about half an hour we were ready to move out. Then Big Dick looked at me and asked “Hey, Bud, what you want to do about the bitch?” I said “Oh shit”. I had completely forgotten about her. I walked over to Ellen and shined my light on her. She was in shock, all curled up in the fetal position, shivering, and unresponsive. I walked back over to the boys and said to Big Dick, “Shit, dude, use one of your throwaway pistols and Epstein her.” The boys high fived. Tango and I started our hike out of there. After like 10 minutes we finally heard a gunshot. Tango said “It sure took ‘em a long time to end it. Do you think they fucked her first?” I looked over at Tango and asked “Fucked who?” We laughed and fist bumped.
2019.12.12 20:10 ar_david_hhAnti-Corruption & News TLDRs - Dec/12/2019 :: Pashinyan clashes with staff :: Laws _ Property forfeiture _ Wiretap _ Bankruptcy _ Army :: Civil Aviation :: Guy disappears :: US Senate & Dutch House :: Farmer aid :: Kids reunited w/parents :: Airport taxi vs Tourist :: Mime :: Women's issues :: more
Yerevan municipality plans to spend over 1bln to renovate playgrounds in apartment complex backyards, creating new ones, add more equipment. The Active Citizens portal has received new playground ideas which will be implemented next year. Some parking garages will be moved underground and get replaced by gardens. https://armtimes.com/hy/article/176024 RIP another budka in the Agriculture Institute park. The latest victim of the Genocide of illegal budkas. Budkicide. https://armenpress.am/arm/news/998665.html Speaking of genocide... US Senate has recognized the Armenian Genocide with a unanimous vote. House recognized it earlier. 49 US states have recognized it, including the capital D.C. It is not clear whether the White House will follow suit due to the ongoing negotiations with Turkey. https://thehill.com/homenews/senate/474306-senate-passes-armenian-genocide-resolution The PM and Parliament Speaker thanked the Senate. https://www.armtimes.com/hy/article/176111 https://www.armtimes.com/hy/article/176110 Speaking of porn news... PornHub says Armenians went from watching "lesbian" porn in 2018 to "milf" porn in 2019. 2020 is expected to see a rise in "hot congressional staffer getting..." North and South Americans mostly preferred lesbians. Africans preferred ebony. East Europe preferred hentai (Chernobyl consequences). Most Asians preferred Japanese. Indians prefer Indians. (just ask PewDiePie) Most Western Europe and the Middle East are anal. Armenia, Azerbaijan, Germany, Bosnia, and Tajikistan are the countries that preferred milfs. http://www.panarmenian.net/arm/news/275997/ The thieve-in-law Hayko Astrakhanski was arrested a few months ago for obtaining and possessing illegal firearms. The case went to court. Citing medical reasons, the suspect asked the judge for permission to leave Armenia during the trial. The judge agreed. The suspect fled to the EU (according to the lawyer) and never came back. https://armtimes.com/hy/article/176045 Update: Earlier a small Armenian airline firm Taron Avia exited the market. Civil Aviation (CA) said the firm was given time to fix safety issues but they refused. Now we have more details. EU examines airlines and CA safety standards in each country before allowing them to fly to Europe. Taron Avia failed the test, while CA received a warning to fix safety issues on their own end. Taron Avia airlines apparently refused to fix their issues and quit the market (moved to The Gambia), while CA is working on improving the agency's safety, which has been acknowledged by the EU. https://hetq.am/hy/article/110981 Netherlands House unanimously approved the EU-AM comprehensive cooperation agreement. https://armenpress.am/arm/news/998617.html Parliament is discussing a QP bill to allow the police to monitor phone conversations of people suspected of heavy crimes, after receiving a court permit. If there is evidence of an imminent terror threat they can wiretap, then submit the legal paperwork. 80% of crimes in Armenia are handled by the police. The bill author believes this change is necessary to improve the work efficiency of the police and will reduce the unnecessary load on NSS. For the past 12 years, the police have been contacting the NSS to wiretap for them, which wastes time during "hot pursuits". The bill will increase regular crime busts, according to the Informed Citizens NGO chief who supports the bill. NGO chief while speaking about NSS currently having the monopoly to wiretap: Who is going to monitor NSS agent's phone conversation if he is the suspect? The NSS? https://armenpress.am/arm/news/998688.html https://factor.am/207151.html https://factor.am/207145.html Govt added 1,000 provincial low-income citizens to a farming aid program. 600 of them have received cattle for farming purposes to generate income. They also receive free cash every month, equaling 50% of the minimum wage (up to 1mln), to take care of cattle costs. The program will last for 2 years. https://www.armtimes.com/hy/article/176089 A taxi driver working for an "official" taxi service doing business at Zvartnots airport charged a tourist 34,000 ($70) to travel from the airport to the Marriott hotel. Tourist's friend posted the receipt on social media and asked the relevant agencies to look into it. https://armtimes.com/hy/article/176033 The taxi service is called "Airport Service LTD". It belongs to a family of a former HHK Yerevan municipality councilman. One of the phone numbers mentioned on the taxi card doesn't exist, while the other one is answered by someone who says they just recently purchased the number and aren't affiliated with the taxi. Zvartnots airport police identified and questioned the taxi driver. Zvartnots says their only official partner is "Yandex Taxi", and that anyone else claiming to be an official Zvartnots service needs to be investigated by the police. https://www.armtimes.com/hy/article/176081 Armenian boxer Ani Hovsepyan has secured at least a bronze medal after defeating the Azeri athlete Shahla Allahverdiyeva in an international competition held in Russia. https://armenpress.am/arm/news/998666.html Mime Theater will have its own facility so they won't have to lease an area from others. Former administration's Culture Minister earlier promised funds to renovate 21 Gevorg Kochar building and give it to Mimes, but he was replaced and the topic was forgotten. In 2018, QP Culture Minster offered the Mimes another address because the aforementioned one was a cultural-historical building and wasn't supposed to be altered. This Minister was replaced, too. In 2019, the Education Minister (now includes culture ministry) authorized the building to be used by Mimes. The latter agreed not to alter the building in a way that violates its historical significance. The funding has begun. The theater will have its home for the first time since its foundation in 1983. https://armtimes.com/hy/article/176071 Parliament approved a govt bill to double the punishment terms for soldiers who break certain laws while serving. The bill introduces a requirement for authorities to take more measures to mirandize the suspect soldier. https://armenpress.am/arm/news/998696.html As promised in 2018, Pashinyan administration will not extend the law that allows military draft dodgers to pay 3.6mln to drop felony charges upon turning 27. The bill was set to expire this year and will not be extended. Defense Ministry said the law was always meant to be a temporary act of encouragement for diasporans to return, but many people were using it to avoid service completely. 3,000 people can still apply before the year ends. Many already have. Pashinyan: this is a great opportunity for them (3,000) to buy a ticket to come to Armenia this year, and maybe stay and celebrate the New Year in Armenia. A QP MP earlier proposed an "alternative" bill that would reduce service from 24 months to 1 month in exchange for 10mln, which would then be used to hire professional soldiers. The proposal met opposition from the Defense Ministry. https://armtimes.com/hy/article/176039 Pashinyan: we should fight against violence just like we fight against corruption. More tolerance is necessary. The state has the right to intervene if women and children are beaten. Has the Venice Committee given an opinion about the Istanbul Convention? Justice Minister: Yes, the committee's findings show that the negative fuss around the Convention is unjustified. It is written purposely to cover a broad range of possible domestic abuse scenarios and has nothing to do with allowing gay marriages or trannies adopting kids. Pashinyan: in any case, there shouldn't be any violence in Armenia with or without any convention. Do you know if calls for violence are illegal? Can someone call for a group of people to be murdered? Legal scholar: Mr. PM, that is a call for genocide and it's already a felony. ... Then the crackheads turned the discussion into a joke after Defense Minister said something. ... Pashinyan: Hovhannes Tumanyan has a famous poem about this, "What happened when a piece of sugar went missing from the sugar jar". Sugar was consumed without the permission of mother-in-law, which resulted in a death. The revolution will be incomplete if we don't address the problems mentioned in Hovhannes Tumanyan's poem. Pashinyan later: Sorry, it was written by Nar Dos, not Tumanyan. https://armtimes.com/hy/article/176046 1st deputy PM Tigran Avinyan: Mr. PM, you appointed me as the head of a newly created committee tasked with discussing women's issues, but people have pointed out that I have a dick. Pashinyan: whom else was I supposed to appoint? Let's create a group tasked with men's issues, headed by a woman. (room laughs at the unfunny joke because they don't want to get fired) Avinyan: hopefully one day we'll have a female deputy Prime Minister who'll take on this job. During the meetings, we discussed specific methods of reducing violence against women. We think the stats can be improved. We're working on it. https://armtimes.com/hy/article/176048 https://youtu.be/sS7e4ykUXew?t=15 Govt gave a tax waiver to ABC Textile to invest 10.6bln on towel production. 175 new jobs with 189k salary. https://armtimes.com/hy/article/176042 Govt has agreed to pay 851mln to diffuse the ticking bomb set by the former administrations and courts. The European Court for Human Rights had earlier found that several plaintiffs' rights were violated. The govt will pay them by January. https://hetq.am/hy/article/110943 The govt approved the bill to recover the illegally obtained property. It still needs a Parliamentary approval. The law can be used only if one of the following is true: 1) there was a guilty verdict by a court and there is info about an embezzled property, and the suspect cannot prove it was obtained legally 2) there is an ongoing felony case and the suspect is charged, and cannot prove it was obtained legally 3) it's impossible to launch a felony case but there is evidence that the property was obtained illegally, and the suspect cannot prove it was obtained legally 4) there is evidence the property was obtained illegally, but the felony case had been closed, and the suspect cannot prove the property was obtained legally 5) there is credible info about a public official owning an illegal property, and the official cannot prove it was obtained legally 6) միջազգային հարցումներին պատասխանելու միջոցով (relating international investigations) https://armtimes.com/hy/article/176065 During the discussion of the property forfeiture bill, Pashinyan was confused as to why the Justice Ministry set a 10-year exam period limit, to ignore events happened prior to that. Pashinyan: what's with the 10-year limit? People are going to think we made a deal with Kocharyan and Levon Ter-Petrosyan administrations. Justice Minister: most experts agree that evidence is not properly preserved after 10 years. It's a legal term. Pashinyan: OK fine, but if we extend the period will it harm? Deputy PM Tigran Avinyan: hol'up, even if there is a 10-year limit, the bill still says you can go back in "certain cases". But there is no general inclusion of events older than 10 years because "too much info" would need to be examined by the agency. Pashinyan: so what? Avinyan: it's an issue with too much data needing to be processed. Pashinyan: so what? If they stole a lot, then there will be a lot of info to process. Avinyan: experts took into account the efficiency if there is a lot of info. Pashinyan: I don't get it. Why not set the examination window beginning May-2018, then? Let's examine just our administration (laughs). There will be a political context applied by the public if we set a 10-year term limit. Explain. (silence) Pashinyan: Alright. Change the bill to make the starting point to 1991. Maybe we can make exceptions to go back to 1891 (jokes). Who is against?... No one. The resolution passes. https://youtu.be/gUL8NpuZYuU Parliament approved a govt bill to reform the bankruptcy laws. It was recommended by international experts and is meant to improve the conditions for foreign investors, too. Voted 106-0. https://armenpress.am/arm/news/998698.html One bust a day, keep the Serj away? Since 2018, prosecutors have busted 543 corrupt officials and school directors, working at govt-funded institutes, with not going to work but receiving $3mln in wages. https://hetq.am/hy/article/110957 Update: Earlier the govt decided to shut down 3 facilities that were housing kids whose parents couldn't take care of them. The gov decided to give assistance directly to the families to allow the children to reunite with the parents. They'll be taken care of at home. Govt complained about the conditions in these facilities, about the kids not having economic and educational prospects. 130 kids went home this year. No incidents. Families have been given food, house appliances, items for the kids. Those families who had a housing issue were given rent subsidies, but a few refused to accept the offer. (Labor Ministry complains about dishonest media coverage which claimed they were sending kids to poor housing conditions without offering housing aid.) Ministry launched a housing development program and is working with banks to convince them to help the families with housing. Only 1 facility with 43 kids remains open. These are kids whose parents have been found to be reckless or not ready to do parenting. These 43 kids will be sent to non-federal local child care facilities next June. https://armtimes.com/hy/article/175859 Labor Ministry plans to significantly increase assistance and services to disabled children and those in need, beginning in 2020. 3,300 kids in Yerevan and provinces will receive various aid such as social worker services, mobility assistance. Another agency will monitor the program's efficiency and results. https://armtimes.com/hy/article/176076 Disclaimer: All the accused are innocent until proven guilty in the court of law, even if they may sound as being guilty. Currency in Armenian Drams unless specified otherwise. Older posts can be found at: PART 1 ; PARTa 2 ; PART 3 ; PART 4 , credits to Idontknowmuch.
2019.11.13 22:29 Waluigi826I made a list of my personal favorite things Dr. Bright is not allowed to do
Best things Dr. Bright is not allowed to do While it is true that "No one expects the SCP Inquisition!", that is only because there is no such thing. There is no market for SCP brand pornography. 1. No, not even in Germany. Victims of SCP-217 are not toys. 1. Nor are they to be used as props at a Steampunk Convention. [DATA REDACTED ON O5 REQUEST]. Not even for recreational use. Not allowed to send Nigerian-esque spam email to the Church of the Broken God. Not allowed to end reports with lyrics from "The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air". 1. But is allowed to end with lyrics from the Safety Dance. 2. The interpretive dance routine, however, is forbidden until he gets lessons for the foreseeable future. Dr. Bright is NOT: A superhero of any sort, Head of Public Relations, in charge of Orientation for new staff, a doctor of psychology, a member of Site Command, made out of bacon, in possession of a IQ over 300, Head of SCP Review, or a member of Maintenance Staff. (Sorry boys, Dr. Bright IS a member of Site Command. It's usually best not to ask why. It's O5 Command you're thinking of.) No longer allowed to make up jodies for morning calisthenics. 1. Yes, this includes The Mickey Mouse Club song. Dr. Bright is not allowed to apply SCP-963 to any major political figures. Again. Dr. Bright is not from an alternate timeline. 1. Dr. Bright cannot issue orders to "preserve the timeline". 2. Or to "corrupt the timeline". 3. Or to "screw with those history nerds".
1. Chainsaws are not the solution to every question. 1. Nor is 'More Chainsaws'. 2. Or "Chainsaw cannons" 1. Except for that one time. And yes, it was awesome.
SCP speed dating never happened. Any one who claims to remember such an event should report to Site Command for administration of Class A amnesiac. Nothing in the Foundation is rated 'Over 9000.' "My evil twin did it" is no longer considered a viable excuse. 1. Nor is "My good twin did it," considering the implications. Yes, forum trolls are annoying. No, they don't automatically become D-class personnel. The "Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Destiny" is not grounds to pit more than fifteen combative SCPs, including SCP-682 and Able, against each other. 1. "Weeding out some of these angsty teens with attitude problems," however, is. 2. Dr. Bright is not allowed to administer 'Free Hugs.' The Foundation motto is "Secure, Contain, Protect", not any of the following: 1. "Stab Carrion Powerfully" 2. "Let's use it on 682!" 3. "Throw the cheese!" 4. "That's it, you're on Keter Duty." 5. "Can we put it in 914?" 6. "Blood makes the grass grow, kill, kill, kill!" 7. "Fuck trees, I climb clouds motherfucker!" 8. "Someone is getting stabbed." 1. But some days, it should be. 9. "Whose hand is that?" 10. "If all else fails, poop on it." 11. "If all else fails, there's always the sun." 12. "We need bigger kittens." 13. "Society of Creepy Perverts." 14. "Fuck Death, War, Famine and Pestilence. We've got Clef, Gears, Kondraki and Bright." 15. "Throw D-Class at it until it stops." 16. "447 and dead bodies, two great tastes that taste great together." 17. "The FBI are a bunch of pansies." 18. "Who wants to see what I can make the president do in public?" 19. "For the Horde!" 20. "Science for the Science God!" 21. "Make sure to wipe your feet on 2558!" 22. "When in doubt, feed it to 682." 23. "Slapstick, Clowns and Puns" 24. "Drop the blanket now!" 25. "Seduction, Coitus, and Pregnancy" 26. "We always need more Dakka!" 27. "Still Alive, and Found the Cake" 28. "Don't Worry, O5 won't ever figure it out!" 29. "Will it blend?" 30. "Commies love us!" 31. "Snap Crackle and Pop" Dr. Bright is no longer allowed to offer the solution of "Use more guns" to any problem. 1. Or "Get bigger guns." Despite what he may say and any evidence, no matter how plausible, the SCP Foundation has never and will never be associated with Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and regardless of what Dr. Bright may say, he is not, and I quote, "A real life wizarding tutor." 1. Nor is he a vampire. That was body glitter and bad acting. 2. And despite what the computer file on him may say, he is not Muad'dib. The spice can flow just fine without him. Cthulhu and R'lyeh are not valid reasons to send Pandora's Box out into the Pacific Ocean in order to capture them. Furthermore, these are not even SCPs, and I will find the person who decided to enter a database file for them. Dr. Bright is not allowed to upload visual memetic kill agents to 4chan 7chan any imageboard. 1. Well, okay, maybe to 4chan. It'd be doing the gene pool a service. Dr. Bright is no longer allowed to accept or use the following as payment for bets: 1. Your soul 2. Anyone else's soul 3. Virgin's blood 4. Reproductive organs 5. SCPs 6. Memories (real or imagined) 7. Pieces of your past I have no idea how that worked with Clef, but apparently he can do it. 8. The island of Manhattan 9. Beads 10. Firstborn children 11. Second-born children 12. Red-headed stepchildren 13. Rented mules 14. Gold spun from straw 15. A child's laughter 16. A child's tears 17. Virginity 18. Ponies 19. Anyone's grandmother 20. Anyone's grandfather 21. Anyone's sister 22. Any blood relative Dr. Bright is not allowed to get on the PA system at site 19 and announce that he just won The Game You know what, Dr. Bright is just never allowed on the PA system for any reason, ever. Dr. Bright is not allowed to dare new personnel anyone to play 'peek-a-boo' with either SCP-569 or SCP-173. When ordering things online, send them to PO Box ████ and not directly to Site 19. We've already had three postmen show up at the front door. (How did they even find us?) Dr. Bright is not to give directions to Site 19 to non-Foundation personnel. The SCP Foundation does not have any such position as "Chief Defenestrator". 1. Wrong. 1. Agent Clef is not allowed to create new positions. Dr. Bright is not allowed to use SCP-914 to craft items from Team Fortress 2. 1. Yes, a Medigun would be a useful tool for the Foundation medical staff. No, we are not going to waste any more SCP-500 attempting to make one, especially not after SCP-427. 2. Dr. Bright is not allowed to use SCP-914 to craft items from Minecraft, either. Also, your "Diamond Pickaxe" has been confiscated. Dr. Bright possesses the ability of consciousness transfer and the artifact SCP-963. He does not possess any of the following: 1. "laser" eyes. 2. "laser" nostrils. 3. "laser" [REDACTED]. 4. a Green Red ANY Lantern Ring. 5. an "adamantium" skeleton. 6. Anduril. 7. Mjolnir. 8. a map leading to "ALL OF THE NAZI GOLD". 9. the "Ancient" medallion. 10. a copy of the Necronomicon. 1. A King James version of the Necronomicon. 11. cybernetic implants of any kind. 12. the "Dragonzord". I don't care how you did it, put it BACK. 13. the 7th Element of Harmony. 14. infallible "gaydar". 15. infallible "jewdar". 16. the touch. 17. the power. 18. the "secret" 19. telepathy. 20. telekinesis. 21. the original filming model of any fictional spacecraft. 22. 1337 H4x00r sKi11z. 23. the 6th sense. 24. The ability to distinguish between butter and I Can't Believe It's Not Butter. SCP-963 is not a 'soul gem', and making a contract with Dr. Bright will not turn you into a 'magical girl'. 1. Not even if he includes a 'magical girl outfit'. SCP-963 is not the Soul Gem. Bright does not have access to the Infinity Gauntlet. Please stop glaring at people who annoy you and snapping. Copies of SCP-1981 are not to be submitted to "America's Funniest Home Videos". 1. Or posted on YouTube. 2. Or on YouPorn. 3. Or to Tosh.0. The following are not appropriate sources for D-class personnel: 1. Temp agencies. 2. Craigslist. 3. Reality show talent pools. 4. Jerry Springer tapings. 5. "Orphans." 6. "Urchins." 7. "Ragamuffins." 8. "Those sons of bitches who scratched up my paint job at the car wash." 9. Ex-girlfriends. 10. Ex-boyfriends. 11. Ex-partners of any gender variation whatsoever. 12. Staff members' in-laws. 13. Youtube comment threads. 14. Forum trolls. 15. Angsty teens. 16. Bad applications to the SCP Foundation. Two exceptions have been made, but the rest are off limits. 17. Occupy Wall Street. 18. The Tea Party. 19. The Green Party. 20. The "Green" Party. 21. The Gathering of the Juggalos. 1. How the fuck do they work? The following items are not SCPs: 1. Rainbows. 2. Double rainbows. 3. "Rainbooms", whether sonic or otherwise. 4. The tides. 5. The Moon. 6. "Fucking magnets". 7. Rocks that skip three times before they go underwater. 8. Soy cheese. 9. Hippies. 10. Hipsters. 11. "MILFs." 12. "G-MILFs." 13. "GG-MILFs." 14. "Actually funny SNL skits" As these do not exist, they cannot be SCPs. 15. Anyone's breasts. 16. People who can solve Rubik's Cubes (of any size). 17. Shiny Any Pokemon. Dr. Bright is not allowed to test internet "Creepypasta" rites using Class-D personal. "Yo mama" is not "so ugly SCP-096 didn't look at her." SCP-173 is not a babysitter. Having SCP-173 play 'Where's the baby?' is downright cruel. Not, as Dr. Bright claims, '[EXPLETIVE] hilarious.' Playing the song "Thriller" in the presence of SCP-008 victims is expressly forbidden. 1. Letting out SCP-008 victims and punching them "to simulate Minecraft" is also forbidden. 2. Pushing several agents in front of SCP-008 victims "to simulate Resident Evil" is not a valid excuse, either. 3. Dr. Bright is no longer allowed near victims of SCP-008. Even if Dr. Bright is wearing an eyepatch, he is not allowed to "Keel-Haul" anyone. 1. Not even on "Talk Like a Pirate Day". 2. Talk Like a Pirate Day is not allowed to be celebrated at Site ██. Any personnel violating this rule will walk the plank be severely disciplined. 3. There is no such thing as "Talk Like a Ninja" day, and Dr. Bright is not allowed to create it. Dr. Bright is not allowed to play "SCP Roulette" with SCP-173, a light switch and any combination of D-class and new personnel. Dr. Bright is not allowed to "go on crusade". 1. Or on "jihad". 2. Dr. Bright is not permitted to issue fatwas against anyone or anything. Dr. Bright is no longer allowed to declare "After ten thousand years I'm free! It's time to conquer Earth!" upon assuming a new host. Dr. Bright is not, nor has he ever been, the "Undisputed SCP Intercontinental Champion". Dr. Bright is no longer allowed to run through Site 19 any site while screaming "THE KETER IS LOOSE" unless it's an actual emergency. 1. Claiming it's for research on the effects of social engineering is not an emergency. 2. Nor is using it to clear out the areas Dr. Bright is otherwise restricted from entering due to reasons given on this list. 3. Dr. Bright may not start referring to any persons or SCPs as "The Keter" in order to circumvent these rules, unless they are actually classified as Keter. Dr. Bright is no longer allowed to use the words "swag" , "swag it", "swagginator", "swaggify", or "super swag" to define himself or any other person(s). Dr. Bright is not allowed to speak in a voice resembling a movie character. 1. Dr. Bright is not allowed to reenact any movie. Even G-rated ones? Even G-rated ones. Dr. Bright is no longer allowed to say "Everything the Bright touches is our kingdom" Dr. Bright may not urge bereaved staff members to "look at the Bright side". 1. Nor is he allowed to refer to any name-related puns as "[his] Bright ideas". 2. Dr. Bright is not allowed to refer to any SCPs, Foundation resources, or personnel as his "fancy dancing pants". Dr. Bright is no longer allowed to commit "Seppuku." 1. Even if he has an audience. 2. Especially a captive one. Dr. Bright is no longer allowed to commission, produce, advertise, or display animated videos to containment staff anyone with the subject, "What Happens When You Fuck Up Containing SCP (insert SCP here)" 1. NO, it is NOT educational, Bright. Not the way you show it. Dr. Bright is not allowed to create a "The Things Dr Bright Is Allowed To Do At The Foundation" list by listing everything that isn't on this list. Just because it isn't on this list doesn't mean you should do it. 1. He may however request for one to be created. 2. He may not, however, suggest what should be on said list. Dr. Bright may not refer to anyone as a "peasant." Dr. Bright is not allowed to arrange gladiatorial arena combat between D-class, even ESPECIALLY if any SCPs are used as weapons. SCP-173 does not "just want a hug" and Dr. Bright may not attempt to convince anyone otherwise. Dr. Bright is not allowed to attack instances of SCP-217 claiming that "the Borg have attacked". Dr. Bright is not allowed to start any drag races between D-classes in cars and SCP-096. Dr. Bright is not allowed to yell out "Immigration!" near any foreign personnel. Doctor Bright is not allowed to convince new personnel ANYONE to "have a friendly staring contest with SCP-096." Dr. Bright is not allowed to send a Slinky down SCP-087. Dr. Bright is not allowed to claim that Researcher Zyn Kiryu is the new "Master of Butterflies" due to her extensive work on butterfly-related SCP items. 1. "King of the Booterflies" is not an inheritable title. No, not even if Kondraki really is dead, which, if true, Dr. Bright isn't cleared to know. 2. Researcher Zyn Kiryu is also not to be referred to by Dr. Bright as "Queen of the Butterflies", "Mistress of the Butterflies", "Supreme Princess of the Butterflies", "Great Shepherd of the Butterflies", "Second Cousin of the Butterflies", or "Major Associate of the Butterflies," or any other grandiose title referring to butterflies. Dr. Bright is not allowed to tell new Foundation recruits fictional horror stories involving his family. Dr. Bright is not allowed to tell new Foundation recruits factual horror stories involving his family. Okay, who thought it was a good idea to let him have a tiktok account to read off all of these? @capnduckman on TikTok.
0.0.5 Demo Here's an update to my app. Currently only works on BLIGHT ONLY(I might add other leagues) Doesn't work for 1 socket abyss items, maps, base items, helmet enchants, beasts, or gems. yet( except maps because GGG doesn't let us get map tab data) enter you poesessid and click** force refresh** and it should get the data. Don't do it too often or you might rate limit your stash getting. be nice to the app Still working on a lot of changes like hover over and maybe better stash searching for items with specific mods. Will be adding net worth graph later this week. Zombo
Update on standard progress and more tabs / rate limiting:
Rate limiting as said by AspiringMILF:
"The rate limit is 45 tabs per 3 minutes, if i recall correctly. you can't get around it."
This is correct. I am now looking into rate limiting axios calls for angular to get around this.
using a list of tabs You Want to get, is a great idea. I might have to add an area where you do an initial get request for your stashes. then you select the ones you want. Or, Just get all of them with rate limiting. (which could take a while but is totally worth it)
https://i.imgur.com/kvwS22k.gif Currently only getting the first 10 tabs from standard and limiting to the first 40 tabs in any any other league. Haven't tested SSF or HC yet.
Will update app later today. It won't have all the stashes getting indexed yet. that's another day for rate limiting issues. -1:25 PM Thursday, November 7, 2019 (MST) zombo Heres 0.0.4 Still a WIP but it adds the first 40 stashes for standard and blight because of rate limiting Zombpoe 0.0.4
Heres 0.0.5 Includes getting more than 40 tabs aka all the tabs you have. waits 1.4 seconds between each tab request and standard
2019.09.09 07:36 yttmthe front page of pornhub made me cry today
i don't have penis envy (unless i need to pee on the side of the road or woods). i have wanting to be liked for my personality envy. i have personally not fearing for my physical safety envy. i have masculine privilege in this society envy. i don't have envy penis. i feel sorry for penises these days, actually. i feel sorry that the penis has been so emasculated and destroyed by the toxicity they've created, they think they have to DESTROY the vagina because the male ego in post modern feminism is so destroyed. i cried looking at the front page of pornhub today. I force myself to face the reality of the collective consciousness from time to time. I am dating a male, and though he claims not to consume porn, I look at just the titles and sickening screen caps to stay alert. I will not let a man's data hard drive ruin me like my father. I will not be one of the oblivious wives I always heard coming home right before the phone would click when I was a phone sex operator. I will not ever trust him to not think with his dick. I love him, and we support each other, but I told him I can never truly be in love with men knowing they'd love to be in much more than me if he were on a higher social hierarchy. the male at their most base sexuality has been groomed to be primitive, dominant, and narcissistic. it has always been predatory. i am both thankful and sorrowful mainstream porn has shown me just how predatory. virtual reality and sex robots are merely going to replicate human suffering men wish they could inflict. every other Pornhub title is an incestuous, jailbait, "surprise" creampie (where the girl doesn't know she's getting cum inside). Racism sexism homophobia abuse. every time I think I am too radical in my beliefs, I look at these porn sites and know I am not radical enough. I want to punch my father and scream at him. I want to bash laptop computers. I want to run into the forest. I want to only be attracted to women. I want to scream at the media influencing our porn culture. I want to cry and tell them how much I've let them ruin me. My chance at true love and happiness. My chance at ever feeling safe and protective enough to be a mother, my biological human right, that their MILF fake tit porn and daddy daughter incest and cartoon porn of Elsa and Spiderman have destroyed desire to procreate in a culture that as a woman has so destroyed me every day I cry not being able to protect the daughter or son I don't have. the little girl I once was. the mother I am too scared to be in today's world. and I know, women have been complicit in taking the cock for capitalism, and they always have. and always will so long as there is mindgeek and money shots. Porn dudes have destroyed my vagina. They destroyed it from being a divine feminine vessel from the Mother. I will never carry a child of my own in my arms when I am so worried about the technology and human degradation carried at our hands. I never wanted to be childfree, ever. Or even menfree. But if I made one prayer for humanity and it were answered, it'd be for our world online and off to be porn free. Because our world will never be free of rape and pedophilia, or even free from violence, until we are no longer conditioned to consume increasingly violent inhuman outright war on womanhood being enacted on the bodies of girls and women. I'm thankful I let what I know about male sexuality, and porn, destroy me in my parent's marriage rather than my own. i still wish i could be an angry feminist like dworkin. i'm still grieving tying up my fallopian tubes because of porntubes.
2019.08.24 16:30 suckmyeggplant2Spark of the coordinator Part 2
It's the second part of Sheri's MILF adventures So after the steamy office sex, she is thinking about it entire day and gets home. However, she is still aroused by the thought of how spontaneous and hot the intercourse was with Jack. She then lays in bathtub soaking herself and just relaxing. She closes her eyes and start to remember her morning fun, she slowly start to touch herself but then stops she thinks to herself I will do it before sleeping, I don't even like doing it in shower After one hour of relaxed bathing Sheri : okay Sheri let's go girl She gets out of the shower and dry herself, heading to bedroom she start to feel her feelings coming back from the morning and she is really getting aroused. THEN SUDDENLY HER DOORBELL RINGS SHERI : I swear to God! If this is Jessica complaining about dog poop, I'll kill her!! She wraps towel around herself and angrily walks to the door Sheri : Okay Listen you...... It is Jake with a bottle of Sheri's favorite wine Jake : stares Sheri in nothing but a towel, as she is looking incredibly hot with some water dripping on her cleavage and gets turned on but gets a bit shy oh hello Miss Sheri and I'm here to pick up the data file. Sheri : Oh my! Jake! She's really excited please come in and I'll get it. They both come inside and Sheri looks the door, Sheri is already turned on and just want Jake to take her Jake : I brought wine Miss Sheri, thought you'd like it. Sheri : please wait here, let's have a glass together takes the bottle and takes it to the kitchen and thinks mmm idk if he want to do it again... But I just want him as she grabs wine glasses. She comes back with wine glasses and opened bottle and keeps it in on the table feeling thrilled Sheri : So how did you knew about my favorite wine? Still thinking how to ask him for fun time Jake : oh I just asked my mom, she told me you two used to drink this exact wine back in days as well. Sheri : oh haha yeah, good old girls time. Jake : So Miss Sheri, that file? Sheri : oh of course yes, it's in my bedroom I'll get it right away. She doesn't notice that her towel is stuck to the chair and she gets up to grab her glass and the towel just falls off her wet body Sheri : omg! Tries to cover her breasts but thinks oh yes! Even universe is with me Jake is wide-eye opened mmm Sheri you're looking hotter than ever! Sheri gets back to wrap towel again Jake : You look good without it and forget the file hehe Sheri : oh yeah? She throws the towel away and walk towards Jake and pulls him close and makes out mmm fuck me Jake! Fuck me please she's getting really wet now Jake : Oh that's why I came here babe Jake grabs her ass while making out and slaps it Sheri proceeds to take him to her bedroom Jake : I can't control anymore takes off her cloths right there and bends Sheri Sheri : mmmm oh my Jake you're really turned on She smiles and is waiting for the moment Jake : Mmm yes I want that aged pussy he puts his dick in her pussy and start to fuck her in the living room Sheri : oh god yes!! Mmmm fuck yes! Jake get's faster and slaps her ass Sheri : mmm yes baby! After this, Jake pulls it out and make Sheri sit on her knees and suck him Sheri : mmm licks his dick and sucks it I've been missing this meat from the morning baby! Sucks more and Jakes pre-cum drips out of her mouth on her tits mmmm yum Jake : Jake then gets her up and licks all of it off her tits, he squeezes them and bites her nipples mmmmm yes baby mmm Sheri : moans in pleasure as she's stroking him slowly as he plays with her breasts oh mmm you're so good Jake Mmm Sheri then pushes him away and walks and lay on the couch spreading her legs, rubbing herself and calling Jake with her finger come Baby, you know you want it Jake : mm Yes Miss Sheri comes close and insert his dick in her wet and moist pussy mmm Miss Sheri, mm I've been thinking about this pussy from the morning mmm yes!!! You're my favorite Coordinator. Sheri : Mm oh yes baby! Me too! Her voice is cracking as she's feeling the pleasure from Jake I wanna be the best Coordinator for you Jake : thrust himself deep in her mmm yes and bites her nipples as her breasts shake from fucking Sheri : moans loudly as she enjoying the biting and fucking oh yes Jake mmm baby she wraps her legs around him firmly oh baby I'm close Jake : gets even faster mmm fuck yes, cum for me! Sheri : orgams intensly and her eyes rolls and her back gets arched aaaah ohhh mm yes .... Ahhh she is unable to speak of the ecstasy she's feeling Aahh baby... Jake... Mmm Jake : continues to fuck her while making out as she is completely in pleasure mmmm yes then gets faster mmmm I'm close baby where you want me to cum!? Sheri : still ecstatic ahh cum deep in my pussy baby... Mmm please Jakes ejaculates inside of her with his last thrust while moaning loudly Then pulls his dick out all wet and Sheri's pussy is dripping Sheri : oh mmm she stares into Jakes eyes as she rubs her pussy and licks her fingers, licking his cum off Jake : so how was it? Sheri : heavy breathing oh... WOW.. mmm Jake : same for me too baby Sheri : come sleep with me baby or I won't give you the file Jake : well.. I do need the file. So I guess I'll sleep smiles Both gets to bedroom after a quick cleanup and lay down naked cuddling and kissing each other Then they feel each other's breath and stares into each other's eyes Jake : Good night Miss Sheri Sheri : Good night dear. They both slip into Dreamland
2019.07.07 22:59 serothelMission 12, but Trigger's backseat is a 444channer
> be me, LRSSG wizzo making a deep strike into Erusean territory > ground teams are already restoring a Stonehenge railgun, we're to defend it until they can take down an Arsenal Bird > ground team leader is a Major McOnie, total hottie > railgun mommy give me orders > entering AO, McOnie gets on radio and says she needs us to buy time > Trigger does the finger-through-the-circle motion > "Me too, buddy" > be in the F-15E on ground heavy sortie in clear weather with few clouds > you already know what I had them mount > annihilate unsuspecting crawlers with FRICKIN LASER BEAMS > fly between Menhir bases dispensing red hot death, BZEEEEEEW > some bombers show up, they get bzeeew'd too > a flight of A-10s comes in from the northwest, also BZEW'd > they didn't even try to break, were they drones or did they accept their death? > honestly having a blast up here > tap the top of my console and yell to Trigger > "Hey buddy, let's buzz the tower!" > zip over the command bunker and under one of the fallen railguns > BZEEEEW enemy ground forces, and some fighters > this laser is so goddamn cool > intercept incoming bombers, the ting go BZEEEEW, bombers are taken out > "And single-handedly!" > damn right Huxian, #1 hype girl in the LRSSG > more forces, chase after helos from the north while Cyclops handles the rockets > Cyclops actually finish their objective first > Count and Wiseman confirmed jelly of the BZEEEEW > Arsenal Bird enters AO and drops a swarm of drones > instant furball > blowing UAVs out of the sky but there's too many > railgun isn't getting targeting data from the spotter > YouHadOneJobToDo.mp4 > Railgun Mommy's assistant suggests direct fire > just crazy enough to work > ground-pounders aren't quite so faithful > "Only a total madman could bring down the Arsenal Bird!" > boy do I have news for you guys > team up with Wiseman to take down Big Bird's main propellers > gotta work fast, friendlies are going down > Trigger uses BZEEEEW > It's super effective! > did our part, just gotta stay alive until the big gun fires > Railgun mommy quickscopes Big Bird and it starts to drop > FeelsGoodMan.png > Start getting called the Osean Big Shots along with Wiseman > Ego struggling to fit in the cabin What a win, guys. I think we might actually be getting somewhere here. It's hard to describe what that battle was like - it was mostly "shit blew up" - but man, was it intense. Dad Jaeger was saying the whole way back how he was gonna tell his son all about it. I guess everybody needs a hobby, and his is reminding us that he's a dad. I'm hooked on Long Caster burgers so I guess I understand the love and affection angle. Now, gotta see if Trigger was able to smash on Mommy Railgun Milf. [Mission 11] [Mission 13]
2019.06.21 06:55 yungpebisQuestions about potentially corrupted hard drive and data recovery
Just tried to plug in my old laptop's hard drive into my new rig only to find it doesn't appear in file explorer. After doing some research and trouble shooting I went to disk management and saw that disk 1 is there but is listed as "unknown" and doesnt show storage space. I tried to download the free trials of easeUS and "find and mount" but neither of them show disk 1 so theres no option to view files or recover anything. My dad has had his nose in computers for the past 30 years so he's going to try and see if it will mount on his mac. If not he has a friend that does hard drive recovery so he will take it apart for free and hopefully salvage my stuff. My main questions are:
Is there a way to tell if I can get the recovery software to work or a way to see if attempting it is useless?
How can I tell if the hard drive is only having an issue mounting or has it failed?
Is there hope/a way to 100% get back all of my probably 20,000 photos videos and memories from grades 6-12?
Also lastly more of an afterthought is with my small knowledge of how data storage works I'm wondering since right before my laptop died I deleted an almost 30gb porn folder I'd accumulated over the past 4 years of high school so I'm wondering if my dad's friend will be able to see my interest in busty milfs since I assume that the data didnt have time to be over written. Is that how data recovery works like you can recover deleted files as well? Or does he just take the physical disk out and put it in a working shell with a reader since I assume thats the issue and it'll then just appear how it normally should in a file explorer? Post is more directed to the first questions but if you can let me know whether or not I'm potentially about to be heavily embarrassed that would be some great peace of mind.
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