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2013.06.30 00:13 d4rkhorizoN sadboys

A subreddit dedicated to the Sadboys (SBE) and Drain Gang / Gravity Boys Shield Gang (GTBSG) music collectives. The wave makers, this is navy rap. "sign on the door says drain members only"
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2015.03.16 04:43 BANE?

All content must be related to a 4chan /tv/ board styled post, that is also related to a Christopher Nolan film.
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2015.12.01 08:30 AwkwardTurtle Gold Edition

Awkward Level 3: The Turtle Ultralounge
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2023.05.31 01:18 rugernut13 What are these symbols?

What are these symbols?
Found these 1911 grips, no explanation of what these symbols represent. Are they cattle brands? Dwarven gang signs? Lost Stargate chevron markings? Wtf?
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2023.05.30 23:46 Superb-Control5184 Throwing gang signs as a clue while playing charades is the only time you can die while playing charades.

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2023.05.30 22:26 Xerxeskingofkings The First Rift War, chapter 6: Epiphany

++I regret to say, we have lost control of the system to these invaders.++
The words hung in the air of the command centre, literally stunning those present. It was almost impossible to imagine. The image of Quinn on the screen continued.
++I’m pulling back to the jump limit, to preserve whats left of my forces. The repair ships can rendezvous with us there, and contact temporary repairs to enable us to get to Ti’an for proper repair work.++
Himdo took some time to react, as the enormity of what the fleet-master was saying sank in. When he responded, he spoke with A tone that was equal parts surprise and indignation
“You’re abandoning the system?! We cant just let these humans have a sector capital! Its unprecedented!“
Due to the distances involved, their was a significant delay fore the fleet-master responded.
++The humans ALREADY have the sector capital, My lord. I am in no position to stop them. ++ Quinn countered. ++We need to fall back at Ti’an, wait for the Battle fleet to arrive from the Core, and then retake the system. Parbat is lost.++
Dar’cy reared onto his true-feet, bringing him to his full height
. “We may have lost the orbitals, but we still hold the surface. Unless they are willing to destroy their prize, they will have to dig us out!”
“They may well decided to do just that, Corps-lord” Dal’ton said. “Those ships have more than enough firepower to raze most of the planet if they chose to, but they lack the transports needed to occuy the system. Only the Palace is fortified enough to survive.”
Himdo shifted his weight slightly as he was reminded of the weakness of the planetary defences. The Central Command, ever-paranoid about rebellion in the Frontier (which was not without cause, considering Imperial history) did not allow much fortification of worlds in the frontier. Normally, only the governor’s palace was properly fortified against orbital attack. The rest of the world was at the mercy of whoever held the orbitals, and when the Imperial Navy was the only force around, it made sense.
“Incoming transmission form the Human fleet!” a comms tech shouted, and the terran admiral appeared on a screen, and began to talk again. The translation text indicated it was a repeat of their demands to release any human prisoners, or “suffer the consequences”.
Himdo turned and advanced towards the camera pickup
“You do understand what your facing, don’t you? The Great and Bountiful Empire is more than a thousand worlds! We will not be dictated too by some upstart species that doesn’t recognise how overmatched it is!“
The terran grunted, the translator labelling it as mirth.
++wiː ɑːr əˈbaʊt tuː teɪk kənˈtrəʊl ɒv jɔːr ˈɔːbɪtl speɪs ænd dɪˈmɒlɪʃ ˈɛvri ˈsteɪʃᵊn ɪn ˈɔːbɪt. duː juː ˈrɪəli wɒnt tuː luːs ɔːl ðæt ˈəʊvə jɔː praɪd? ++
“They ask if we are really willing to loose the orbital industry for our pride” Mer’es, the xenologist, dutifully translated
“Tell them we do not have any prisoners, they were taken further into our great realm.” Himdo lied.
The human nodded in agreement as he heard the message.
++ðæts tuː bæd. ɪn ðæt keɪs, pliːz pɑːs ɒn tuː huːˈɛvə dʌz hæv ðɛm ðeɪ kæn ɡɛt ðɪs ˈsɪstəm bæk wɛn ðeɪ ɡɪv ʌs ˈaʊə ˈpiːpl bæk.++
“They say they will hold this system until we return their people” Mer’es read out.
Himdo reared up in anger…then forced himself back down, and spoke with a tone of measured anger.
“Tell them anything they do here will be repaid a hundredfold onto their people”
The face of the human was hard as stone, his eyes as cold as the depths of interstellar space.
++juː ɑː ˈwɛlkəm tuː traɪ, bʌt ðæt wɪl nɒt hɛlp juː naʊ.++
“He says we can try, but it wont help us now” Mer’es said as the human admiral carried on
++ aɪ ˈɒfə juː ə ʧɔɪs. juː kæn səˈrɛndə, ænd ˈɔːdə jɔː fliːt tuː rɪˈmeɪn ɪn ˈsɪstəm æt ðɪs ləʊˈkeɪʃᵊn. ɪn rɪˈtɜːn, wiː wɪl lɛt juː ɪˈvækjueɪt jɔːr ˈɔːbɪtl ˈɪnfrəˌstrʌkʧə wɪˈðaʊt ˌɪntəˈfɪərəns, ænd liːv ɪt ɪnˈtækt. rɪˈzɪst, ænd wɪl klɪər ˈɔːbɪtl speɪs ænd ˈskaʊə ðə ˈplænɪt ++
“He offers is a choice, surrender and order the fleet to this location” A image of the system flashed up, a location not far form Parbat orbit highlighted, as Mer’es translated. “If we do, he will spare the orbital stations and even let us fully evacuate them. Or we resist, and he scours orbit clean and then starts on the planet.”
The terran spoke one final, short sentence, then cut the feed. Mer’es said “he says we have until he reaches orbit to choose”.
Dar’cy reared up onto his rear True-feet, and bared his fangs. “Choice? What nonsense is this? What makes him think we would agree to such terms?”
“Control of the orbitals” Dal’ton said sourly.
“You don’t think they are actually going to carry through with their dire threats, do you?” Dar’cy scoffed “They must understand the scale of the response it would provoke!”
“They just went face to face with the majority of the sector fleet and crippled it”. Dreams of Cogs, the gangly, simian Chief of Engineering interjected “Would glassing a major planet really provoke the Empire that much more?”
Dar’cy looked puzzled “Well...” he said, then composed himself. “Could they even damage the palace? I was told the planets rain-storms would cause plasma weapons to suffer excessive bloom and waste most of their energy in clouds.”
“That is half-truth, Corps-lord” Gor-sek, the small, hyperactive Vren who was the chief physicist for Dal’ton answered Iit would be inefficient, yes-yes, but perfectly possible for a point target. Also, their rail-guns will punch though that without issue. They would struggle to get though the damper field, but they could dig us out if they wish-desire it” He carefully did not mention what effect the Terrans could have on the rest of the planet and its inhabitants, as it was clear the Corps-Lord did not care what happened to the subject races who worked the systems industries.
Dar’cy’s ears flicked in annoyance, then the army commander stalked across the room, muttering to himself “Who does this human think he is, holding a knife to our throats and dicating terms? Who does that?”
Dar’cy then became aware of the gaze of more than 30 subject race techs in the room, all looking at him in amazement. “WHAT?" He snarled as they all jumped back to their work.
Gor-sek, however, skittered over “You act like that.” He explained. “The Empire jumped into Vren clan-space, destroyed any ship you encountered, and melt-fused to glass any clan that didt surrender fast enough for your liking”
Dar’cy looked up at Dreams of Cogs, who’d come up behind the rodent “We were still pre-stellar when you found us, but yes, this is EXACTLY how you guys act to everyone else”
“BUT WE’RE THE EMPIRE!” Dar’cy exploded in a rage so violent, the two subject-scientists literally ran in fear of their lives. “WE ARE THE GREATEST FORCE IN KNOWN SPACE! NONE CAN STAND AGIANST US!”
ENOUGH!” Himdo, who’d been quiet until now, suddenly shouted, which brought the raging Dar’cy to his senses.
Himdo pointed to a comms tech “Order Quinn to move his fleet to the designated location, and send the mobile repair ships to meet him there.”
Dar’cy physically stumbled in shock, “your agreeing to his terms!?”
“Yes” Himdo said simply. the room fell silent, all eyes on the Noble.

“You said it yourself. Hes got a knife to our throat. If we are to have any chance of salvaging this…disaster” Himbo waved his armed expansively to encompass the events unfolding around them. “then we are going to need to Quinn and his fleet in as good a state as we can get it. If Quinn is here, the terran fleet will need to stay here as well, to keep watch on him. We have heavy elements of the Battle Fleet and over a dozen divisions of the Army en route to us, here. If we can keep the systems yards intact until they arrive, we might still be able to push them back.”
Himdo looked at Dal’ton “Your subordinates have the right of it, as well. These demons” for the first time, Himdo called them ‘demons’ without mockery “are acting like us. We need to stop thinking of them like just another subject race we can conquer with a few ships and some threats, and start thinking of them as our equals... at least temporarily.” Several of the staff in the room looked openly shocked. The Empire had not dealt with a near-peer opponent in over 300 cycles, not since Emperor Shaddam had broken the Tulak Hordes and secured the Core-ward borders of the Empire.
“if we can stall them here, we can regain the initiative. But for that to work, we will need to play their game, and set the board for my successor to capitalise on.” Himdo seemed to slump, and said in a quiet voice “Send the orders to Quinn”. The Lord High Commander then turned and walked out of the command centre
Dar’cy looked at the departing Lord High Commander with a mix of awe and condolence. He understood, as almost no one else in the room did, what Himdo had meant by “his successor”.
The Imperial Court did not choose the rulers of Imperial Domains by pulling names out of a bag. For Himdo to be granted such an honour was a sign he was destined high office in the Court, but that destiny was contingent on him delivering success.
Himdo had just admitted, to himself and his staff, that he fully expected to be recalled, tried and disgraced for his failures. If he was lucky, he might be allowed to keep title and current rank, but any shot he had at a nice Minsters position was gone. Himdo now know that Glory was beyond his grasp.
All that was left was the burdens Duty.
Duty, to a government that was going to crucify Himdo, to avoid looking too hard at its own decisions, the decisions that had sabotaged their chances before they ever met the humans.

Duty, that must be carried out, even in defeat.
This is part 6 of my ongoing work, the First Rift war. Part one is Post-Mortem.
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2023.05.30 20:10 hobgobbledegook manchurian candidate

Demokratiet har dessverre mange svakheter og lar seg relativt lett styre av anti-demokratiske krefter.
La oss si du er en partileder som brenner for en veldig upopulær sak. Bare et lite mindretall støtter deg.
Da kan du bruke et enkelt triks: Du holder rett og slett tett om kampsaken din. I stedet kjører du valgkamp på akkurat de tingene vanlige velgere ønsker å høre.
Det er lurt å lage støy om andre sidesaker og bagateller, for at din egentlige kampsak forblir et ikke-tema, helt til valget er vunnet. Først da kan du røpe planen din.
Trikset har vist seg skummelt effektivt.
Her er et av de best dokumenterte tilfellene i nyere tid, fra Ukraina i 2006:
Av totalt 45 partier i parlamentsvalget var det bare ett som åpent støttet Nato-medlemskap:
of the 45 blocs and political parties contesting the parliamentary elections, only the [] Ukrainian People's Bloc of Kostenko and Plyushch [] unequivocally describes NATO membership as a Ukrainian objective
Det var ikke uten grunn, for meningsmålinger gjorde det klart hvor upopulær Nato var:
16% for medlemskap
61.4% mot medlemskap
(fullt resultat: https://np.reddit.com/Nrk/comments/13slx6m/meningsm%C3%A5ling_om_natomedlemskap_i_2005/ )
Derfor styrte partiene heller unna:
the political parties were generally shying away from the issue of NATO membership
https://wikileaks.org/plusd/cables/06KIEV1036_a.html
Det eneste partiet som åpent støttet medlemskap var: "Ukrainian National Bloc of Kostenko and Plyushch"
På valgdagen endte de med 1.92% av stemmene: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2006_Ukrainian_parliamentary_election
Da valget var vel overstått skjedde noe rart: Den ukrainske regjeringen søkte om Nato-medlemskap.
https://web.archive.org/web/20120213011028/http://www.unian.net/eng/news/news-231009.html
De 3 som skrev søknaden hadde vært stille om Nato-medlemskapet under valgkampen:
[Tymoshenko] co-sign[ed] a letter with Yushchenko and Yatsenyuk requesting MAP
Nå var tiden for hemmelighold over og de kastet maskene. Vi kan lese om deres sanne agenda i flere wikileaks-dokumenter:
for the first time [] all three branches of [the ukrainian] government were united on the need to pursue the Euro-Atlantic path.
Ukraine has made a geo-strategic choice regarding [Nato] Alliance membership
Ukraine was willing to do anything to make sure that the first [Nato Membership Access Plan] assessment of Ukraine [] by Allied Foreign Ministers would also be the last
https://wikileaks.org/plusd/cables/08USNATO217_a.html
Dette er sterk kost. Vi ser at statsledelsen jobber målbevisst MOT et klart demokratisk flertall i hjemlandet sitt. Samtidig tjener de interessene til en fremmed makt.
Historien er et skoleeksempel på hvor lett demokratiet lar seg styre mot folkeviljen. Kan det i det hele tatt kalles "demokrati" når kandidatene i hemmelighet tjener en annen makt og ikke sine landsmenn?
Det er et viktig spørsmål, også for nordmenn, som sliter med det samme problemet.
etterspillet:
Regjeringspartiene som søkte om Nato-medlemskap i 2008 tapte valget i 2010. Få år senere tok de makten tilbake med et statskupp. I januar 2014 bestemte noen kjente amerikanere hvem som skulle sitte i det nye kupp-regimet, og de plukket ut: Arseniy Yatseniuk
Yats is the guy who's got the economic experience, the governing experience. [] he needs Klitsch and Tyahnybok on the outside.
https://www.bbc.com/news/world-europe-26079957
BBC observerer helt korrekt at EU er sjanseløs i maktkampen:
[The EU] certainly cannot win a short-term battle for Ukraine's affections with Moscow - it just does not have the cash inducements available.
Ingen tvil om hvem som sitter på verdens største "cash inducements"
Tragisk nok ble ukrainske velgere lurt av det samme trikset enda en gang, i 2019.
Kandidaten som kjørte valgkamp på "fred og forsoning" vant valget med stor margin. Hele landet var lei av krig og mente Donbas-konflikten måtte få en fredelig slutt. Men "freds-kandidaten" hadde i virkeligheten helt andre planer, viste det seg.
Planen hans var "Krig for Nato-medlemskap", som hans nære rådgiver beskriver i detalj her:
https://np.reddit.com/Nrk/comments/udnm6f/ukrainsk_tjenestemann_i_2019_prisen_vi_m%C3%A5_betale/
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2023.05.30 19:23 TheDeliciousMeats Bone Music: Chapter 13

Previous
That night Simon and Nemeria watched from the rooftop of a rented apartment in Coven as shooting stars fell over Homeworld for the first time. "Make a wish, my love." She said as she put her head in his lap, the rapidly disintegrating space station above filling the sky with streaks of light that reflected in her eyes.
He thought about it for a second. "Should I tell you what it is?"
"No, definitely not." Nemeria replied. "Then it won't come true."
"Oh… then I will not." Simon said as he played with her hair. For a moment he felt as if he were standing at a crossroads, straddling two potential futures, then the feeling faded. He had wished for them to have a happy life together. He felt they at least deserved that after all they had been through and all the time they had spent apart.
The morning after Haven fell something interesting happened. Pirate radio stations began to emerge, filling the airways with music, but it wasn't like anything they had heard before. It was something new.
"Good morning Homeworld!" Called out a rough but enthusiastic voice in Dansk from the clock radio on the dresser. It was out of arm's reach, probably so the person being woken up would have to actually get out of bed to shut it off. "This is not a test, this is rock and roll! Time to rock it from Katzenlund to the Winter lands! Is it too early to be this loud? Too late!"
Simon frowned at the clock radio. He didn't remember scheduling an alarm. "I'm Mr. Bones and this is human music! I'm going to start off with a favorite of mine, Zombie by the Cranberries!"
He went to turn it off but Nemeria tackled him before he could reach the button. "Do you dare." She said as she pulled him back into bed. "That song is a classic."
So instead of starting the day early they stayed in bed and listened to The Doors, Elvis Presley, Fleetwood Mac, Jimi Hendrix, Lou Reed, and Pink Floyd. It was surprisingly good, even if his wetware had a hard time translating the lyrics.
"Human music on the radio." Nemeria mused, her head on his chest. "I never thought I would see the day."
"Oh? I just assumed you people didn't like to share." Simon tousled her hair, it was starting to change from dull brown to a more vivid copper red.
"No. There are countermeasures in place, Haven would have sent a kill team to destroy anyone who tried or just blasted the site from orbit. We had a black market, exchanging things from the old world, books, music, things to keep us sane. But it was very hush hush." Nemeria looked at him, her eyes were different too, they were an almost opalescent green. Something had changed in her. "I want to read you something."
"Alright." Simon sat up, his muscular shoulders against the headboard and he listened as she recited Edna and Shakespeare from memory, beautiful human words, full of sentiment and meaning.
"That was beautiful." Simon said. "Why haven't you shared this with me before?"
"It wasn't allowed. You would have felt compelled to share it and then Haven would have come for you." She smiled, but for once there was no pain behind it, or guilt. Perhaps it was the first real smile he had even seen on her face. It was like a weight had been lifted. "But now, there is no Haven. We don't have to worry about them anymore. We can live our lives, start anew."
"You seem different… unburdened." Simon observed.
"I am. I woke up this morning and realized that I don't have to feel guilty for something someone else did. Something that I never played a part in. I should have realized it sooner, but something was blocking me from making the connection." She laid back in bed. "I feel… new? Is that the word? Yes, new. I feel like I'm not the same person who went to sleep last night."
The old hund's words echoed in Simon's mind. He had said he would crack Haven like an egg, destroy the Howl, then set everyone free. So was he free? How different would he be now that his programming no longer bound him to her?
Before they had parted the old hund had given him a piece of advice. He had told Simon that love was a choice, not a feeling. That if he wanted things to work out with Nemeria he would have to choose her, and keep choosing her, to decide once and for all that he would always love her. And to stand by that choice.
"Would you please give me your ring?" Simon asked. "There's something I need to do."
Nemeria slipped the silver band off her finger and handed it over. Then Simon sat her on the edge of the bed and knelt down. "The world is new, we are new, so I ask… will you marry me? Will you be my wife?"
Nemeria paused, realizing that she had a choice to make. Before then she had been hard coded to love him, hard coded to believe that she was someone, now all that was falling away. Her mind was free, unshackled. Unburdened. She remembered so much that had been kept hidden from her.
The Red Titan had stolen one of Esmerelda's backup clones and poured their mind into it, essentially putting the mind of one warden into the body of another. But that didn't make her them. She was someone else, someone new. She didn't have to pay for their mistakes anymore.
But what about Simon? Did she love him? Could she love him? Did she want to commit to this when her whole life was ahead of her? And the child, she had agreed to raise a child! Did she even know that she would like being a mother? Or that she would be a good one?
A soft caress brought her back to reality. It was Simon, touching her cheek with the tips of his fingers. "I don't know what is going on, or what tomorrow will hold, or even how I will feel, and it terrifies me. But I know that together we can face anything. We have a chance to choose for ourselves, and I choose you. I promise that I will always choose you."
Then as he went to slip the ring on her finger he repeated what she had told him when she handed him his first Vampirzahn. He didn't know where it came from or what it meant. But the sentiment had been clear, that she couldn't protect him from the world, that she couldn't keep him safe, that this was all she could give and she hoped that it would be enough. "It's dangerous to go alone, take this."
Nemeria laughed and accepted the ring. "Yes it is, isn't it? I suppose you're stuck with me now."
"Damn. Perhaps I should rethink things?" Simon laughed as he pulled her back into bed. "No, I think I like this." He gave her a playful nip on the side of the neck. "Yes, I believe I do."
They made love until the afternoon then went out for pastries and provisions. Somehow it felt right, finally choosing each other. They walked hand in hand, ignoring the looks of surprise at a human and a hund so boldly displaying their affection. GG had said she would contact them when the child was ready to be picked up.
"I can't believe Haven is actually gone." Nemeria said as she sat on a bench eating an ice cream cone. Technically they were in a graveyard, but between the sunshine and the families with their strollers it felt just like any other park.
She took a second to make sure nobody was listening. "I joined some of the old nets anonymously and asked around. Everyone says it was some kind of system failure, or possibly sabotage. Apparently the boosters just went haywire, spun it until it fell apart."
"It's hard to believe it." Simon looked up at the clear sky, there wasn't a single sign of the once proud space station. "I wonder if there will be a backlash against humans now that there isn't anything stopping us from getting even."
"Possibly, but we're resilient and useful. With Haven destroyed I expect you will see a lot of human tech being sold to the highest bidder. And not just tech, entertainment as well. There are a bunch of black market music and books that are going to see the light for the first time in centuries."
Simon felt a call come in from GG and he accepted it. The encryption in their wetware made sure nobody else could listen in. She got straight to the point.
"Someone took out all of the Howl's senior leadership last night." She said over the link, "It was a bloodbath."
Simon blinked in surprise. "What happened? And why wasn't I invited? Was it Las Brujas?" He replied back, his wetware translating thoughts to words.
"Details are sparse but apparently they had an emergency meeting to discuss what to do about the Haven situation and someone took the opportunity to clean house. It was some kind of commando style raid, nobody knows who or why. All the tapes and satellite images were erased. Just a lot of dead bodies." She sent him a few choice photos. "Multiple locations were hit simultaneously. All locations were remote and heavily guarded. Looks like whoever this was they hit hard and fast. Local security was packbound and armed to the teeth, didn't help. They were put down with precise shots and a minimum of fuss. Look familiar?"
He sucked in his breath. Somebody had been using a Jagdkommando carbine, he recognized the tiny entrance and massive exit wounds. Yes, they looked familiar. He had carried that same rifle.
Even five decades after their defeat Döbi still produced some of the most sought after weapons. Half the militaries on Homeworld used their hardware. But these were old classics, pre-war. Someone was sending a message.
New tech was all about drones and smart munitions. Why risk a soldier's life when you could lob a smart grenade through a window that would identify friend from foe and destroy the latter with smart shrapnel? No, this was old school. Someone looked them in the face and pulled the trigger.
Apparently the old hund hasn't been lying when he said he would destroy the Howl. But what kind of power vacuum would that leave? And who would step in? The Howl wasn't just a supremacist group. They ran weapons, narcotics and black market tech all over the globe. They had strongholds in various capital cities and major political protection.
"Any noise on who is going to step up now that they're out of commission?" Simon asked.
"It's too soon to say but my money is on the Bone Syndicate. They've been looking to expand and with the Howl out of the way they'll probably jump at the chance. They've been staying out of the news but my sources say they have been muscling out smaller gangs and taking over their turf. Nobody seems to mind because there aren't gunfights in the streets anymore. But it's still organized crime."
Simon was familiar with the Bone Syndicate, he had even done some work for them after they restructured a few decades back. Territory under their control tended to be mostly peaceful and safe, so long as you followed the rules. They even helped out during national disasters. But the line between gangsters and good samaritans tended to blur.
They might extort local restaurants then give them money to rebuild after a fire. They would blackmail politicians… to ensure a new school got funded. Or to pass a social welfare bill. It was almost as if they had decided that the best way for them to make money was to improve the areas which they controlled. And it was working.
They operated almost in the open and had so thoroughly greased all levels of local government that any attempt to take them down would cause a major budget crisis. But when they did choose violence, it was with massively overwhelming force and military precision. Yes, this sounded like their way of doing things. The old hund must have tipped them off.
"Any news on our bundle of joy?" Simon asked.
"Yes, she is en route." GG confirmed. "She should arrive in a few hours. We have papers for her ready as well as a safe house in Porto."
Porto? Now that was a surprise. "Why Porto?"
"Because they acknowledge mixed species marriages and it's one of the few places you have amnesty." GG reminded him. "You are technically a war criminal. Even if most of the world thinks you are dead."
After the war Porto had offered him amnesty in return for helping them hunt down and kill those responsible for the genocide of their fellow katzen. Porto was after all a mostly katzen nation and they knew how to hold a grudge. So he had joined a task force of other enhanced hunds and katzen with a similar thirst for blood and they had done their best to kill every last one of the people responsible. Afterwards he had gone into the private sector, but it was true, he did have a place to go if he ever felt like retiring.
He contemplated that for a moment. If he was going to raise a child he couldn't exactly run off for months at a time to do contract work. Perhaps it was time to retire, at least until she was grown. It wasn't like he needed the money. Perhaps it was time to become the warrior in the gardens like the old hund had said.
"How do you feel about moving to Porto?" Simon asked after he broke the connection.
"Oh, I have a little place near Intra, on the coast." Nemeria frowned. "I don't think I've been back in quite some time though. Let me check something…"
Her eyelids fluttered as she scanned the net. "Yes, the management company I hired is renting it out. I can have them cancel the bookings and make it ready for us, if that's what you want." She smiled. "It's quite well defended, I purchased it in my post-war phase when I thought everyone was out to get me. We could hold off an army there."
"Perfect." Simon said, squeezing her hand three times and receiving three squeezes back in reply. In the camps that had been their secret way of saying "I love you" and he was happy to see that she still remembered.
He looked out across the park and frowned. "Darling, was that church always there?"
Nemeria followed his gaze, her eyes narrowed. "No… I'd say it wasn't. Now the question is, was it hidden or did it just appear?"
Simon cocked his head to the side, surprised at the flexibility of her thought process. It was like she was waking up, becoming bright again, becoming the person he had fallen in love with in the camps. "Shall we investigate?" He asked.
"Oh yes. Definitely." Nemeria made a gesture with her fingers and he could almost swear there was a faint rainbow flickering of light in the palm of her right hand.
"Dearest, what was that?" He asked as they stalked across the graveyard.
"Oh, it's something old. It goes nicely with the something new." Nemeria said playfully, nudging him with her hip.
Simon mentally filed that strangeness into a drawer marked "wife/human stuff" and put it out of his mind. There was no sense trying to understand it all, to attempt to do so was to invite madness.
The church was old, hundreds of years old. With moss growing from the roof and black stones making up the walls. Which made it very strange indeed that it seemed to have just appeared out of nowhere and hadn't been there yesterday.
"Fascinating." Nemeria said as she turned around, not looking at the church but at the people around them. "Absolutely fascinating."
Simon didn't get it. "What is so interesting, my love?"
"It's an SEP field." Nemeria replied.
"And that is?" Simon pressed.
"Someone else's problem." She turned to him and smiled. "They can all see it, they just ignore it. But look at them. Really look."
Simon did as requested, they seemed like normal hunds to him. There were certainly more bicycles than he was used to but then again this was Coven. Then he looked with his other senses and he quickly realized that what was going on was anything but normal.
Almost everyone in the park was running some form of wetware, even the pups. Warhunds shared data along a kind of mesh network that mixed low power local signals with satellite uplinks and repeaters to allow them to communicate nearly instantly and move as a team. This was something similar but with vastly more users.
He looked up with his mind and touched a commercial recon satellite, purchasing some time through a shell company, accessing its spectral analysis capabilities. The whole city was a hotbed of activity, and the network was growing at an exponential rate.
A wave of digital traffic was spreading out over the country, awakening new mesh nodes as it went, strengthening and spreading the network. Soon it was in Döbi, Möhi, Sühi, and the rest of the continent.
He looked down, his own wetware telling him something very important. It wasn't just the living who were part of the network. Somehow it seemed to be leveraging the dead as well.
Some of the more recent graves seemed to be exchanging packets with the network. Answering queries perhaps? But what could the dead possibly have to say?
"Many things, I would imagine." Said a raspy voice from the entrance of the church, seemingly reading his thoughts. It was an old Döbian with high cut ears, but it was hard to say if it was the same one he had met in his dream. He was wearing plain black clothes and a white priest's collar rubbed with sandalwood, the traditional scent of his station. "Come, you don't want to be late for the wedding."
Nemeria and Simon exchanged a knowing look. "It's our wedding, isn't it?" Simon asked.
"Of course." The old hund said with a dry chuckle. "Who's else would it be? You know that this is one of the few places you two can get married, don't you? Why else bring you here?" He gestured for them to come inside.
Nemeria shrugged and walked towards the door, that same strange shimmer dancing around the fingertips of her right hand. "You said you brought us here. Why?"
"As bait, mostly." The old hund laughed as he turned his back on her and entered the building, talking as he walked. "But also because I have fond memories of this city. Plus the whole marriage thing. It was owed to you, a chance at a happy ending."
Nemeria looked at Simon and raised an eyebrow.
Simon just shrugged. "He's a friend… I think."
The church was well maintained, if dusty. The windows were not particularly ornate and the altar didn't hold anything worth stealing. Simon tried not to let his hackles rise at the idea of being used as bait. But bait for what? He wondered.
The old hund spun on his heel and faced Simon. "Bait… for a warden." He explained. "A very nasty warden who has quietly been growing their power and influence since the war. A cancer which, if unchecked, will spell the end of this world and all within it. Also he is a threat to my granddaughter, so that means he must die."
"How are you reading my mind?" Simon demanded angrily. It seemed like all he had to do was think of a question and the hund would answer it.
"Because to think of a question when we share a network, dear brother, is to ask it." The old hund replied cryptically. "Your wetware is querying me for information, seeing if I have an answer."
Simon frowned. "I know you… don't I? From before the war? You said we were like half brothers…" He felt a name coming to his lips, but it was as if the memory was fighting him. "Are you Gershwin's son? The pup he brought back from the dead? The reason for all this madness?"
"Yes, I am Kerner. As are many others." The old hund shrugged. "I suppose it is a very common name where I come from. Perhaps more common now."
Simon blinked. "Copies… you and the other hund I spoke with… you're copies of Kerner. The same mind spread out over different bodies." He could see it now, the advanced age made it hard to tell but this wasn't the same hund he had met in virtual.
"Duplicates yes, but not necessarily equals. Not until today." The old hund explained. "Only one of us at a time had the ability to make more, to overwrite wetware at will, to influence the Gravekeeper. But he patched out those vulnerabilities yesterday after Haven fell and the Howl was brought low. Now we are all just regular warhunds. The more recent of our number may revert back to their former selves, others will find a middle ground, and the old ones will most likely remain the same. After all, I have been Kerner for most of my life. I see little reason to change now."
"But how many of you are there?" Simon pressed.
"Many." Kerner said with a shrug. "Though now that I have revealed myself perhaps that number will decrease rapidly." The old hund chuckled, gesturing towards Nemeria. "Your other half will see to that if I am unable to stop him."
Now it was Nemeria's turn to be confused. "You don't mean Simon, do you?"
"No, I do not." The old hund sat down on an old wooden chair, looking up at the bare altar. "The problem with making copies is that the original still remains. I was made when Kerner was murdered by his sister during a training exercise. He jumped out of an airplane and realized half way down that his parachute had been sabotaged. I remember feeling his fear, his desperation, and I remember seeing him hit the ground."
The old hund looked back over his shoulder at her. "You my dear are one possible answer to a question. What does one do when the body does not fit the mind? Either the being must suffer, the body must change, or the mind must change."
The old hund went back to looking at the altar. "It's amazing how paths can split. You went one way, and he went another. You took a form to fit your mind, and he altered his mind to accept his form."
There was a polite knock on the ancient timbers of the open church door as a tall well built man with flaming red hair entered the building.
He looked at Simon and smiled. "Hello, Puppy." He said softly. It was Nemeria's old form, her old identity, the Red Titan, very much alive.
Simon realized now that the dead body he saw in the lab as they were fleeing had been a fake. This was Raul Reyes, in all his glory. A flash of anger rose in Simon as he realized that Raul had tricked him, made him think that he was alone for all these years. What a cruel thing to do to someone that you said you loved. The betrayal of it wrenched at Simon's heart, tearing open old wounds.
Simon reached out and took Nemeria's left hand, squeezing it firmly three times. "I choose you." He said. "I will always choose you. Fuck him, he's dead to me."
Nemeria squeezed back three times. "I have your back, whatever happens."
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2023.05.30 18:50 obeliskposture Have any of the resident radfems read Engels' "Origins of the Family, Private Property, and the State"?

It's well worth a read, though I'm not sure exactly how well the late nineteenth-century anthropology holds up today. (Maybe somebody more knowledgeable than me can weigh in.)
The long and short of it: Engels examines how the structure of the family in a given society is contingent upon it economic and technological conditions, considered in terms of linear stages of development from "savagery" to "civilization." Group marriage, elective pair bonds, and matrilineality are typical of "primitive" societies, while ones that develop large-scale agriculture and specialized crafts tend towards patrilineality, driven by concerns over property rights:
We now leave America, the classic soil of the pairing family. No sign allows us to conclude that a higher form of family developed here, or that there was ever permanent monogamy anywhere in America prior to its discovery and conquest. But not so in the Old World.
Here the domestication of animals and the breeding of herds had developed a hitherto unsuspected source of wealth and created entirely new social relations. Up to the lower stage of barbarism, permanent wealth had consisted almost solely of house, clothing, crude ornaments and the tools for obtaining and preparing food – boat, weapons, and domestic utensils of the simplest kind. Food had to be won afresh day by day. Now, with their herds of horses, camels, asses, cattle, sheep, goats, and pigs, the advancing pastoral peoples—the Semites on the Euphrates and the Tigris, and the Aryans in the Indian country of the Five Streams (Punjab), in the Ganges region, and in the steppes then much more abundantly watered of the Oxus and the Jaxartes—had acquired property which only needed supervision and the rudest care to reproduce itself in steadily increasing quantities and to supply the most abundant food in the form of milk and meat. All former means of procuring food now receded into the background; hunting, formerly a necessity, now became a luxury.
But to whom did this new wealth belong? Originally to the gens, without a doubt. Private property in herds must have already started at an early period, however. It is difficult to say whether the author of the so-called first book of Moses regarded the patriarch Abraham as the owner of his herds in his own right as head of a family community or by right of his position as actual hereditary head of a gens. What is certain is that we must not think of him as a property owner in the modern sense of the word. And it is also certain that at the threshold of authentic history we already find the herds everywhere separately owned by heads of families, as are the artistic products of barbarism—metal implements, luxury articles and, finally, the human cattle—the slaves.
For now slavery had also been invented. To the barbarian of the lower stage, a slave was valueless. Hence the treatment of defeated enemies by the American Indians was quite different from that at a higher stage. The men were killed or adopted as brothers into the tribe of the victors; the women were taken as wives or otherwise adopted with their surviving children. At this stage human labor-power still does not produce any considerable surplus over and above its maintenance costs. That was no longer the case after the introduction of cattle-breeding, metalworking, weaving and, lastly, agriculture. just as the wives whom it had formerly been so easy to obtain had now acquired an exchange value and were bought, so also with the forces of labor, particularly since the herds had definitely become family possessions. The family did not multiply so rapidly as the cattle. More people were needed to look after them; for this purpose use could be made of the enemies captured in war, who could also be bred just as easily as the cattle themselves.
Once it had passed into the private possession of families and there rapidly begun to augment, this wealth dealt a severe blow to the society founded on pairing marriage and the matriarchal gens. Pairing marriage had brought a new element into the family. By the side of the natural mother of the child it placed its natural and attested father, with a better warrant of paternity, probably, than that of many a “father” today. According to the division of labor within the family at that time, it was the man’s part to obtain food and the instruments of labor necessary for the purpose. He therefore also owned the instruments of labor, and in the event of husband and wife separating, he took them with him, just as she retained her household goods. Therefore, according to the social custom of the time, the man was also the owner of the new source of subsistence, the cattle, and later of the new instruments of labor, the slaves. But according to the custom of the same society, his children could not inherit from him. For as regards inheritance, the position was as follows:
At first, according to mother-right—so long, therefore, as descent was reckoned only in the female line—and according to the original custom of inheritance within the gens, the gentile relatives inherited from a deceased fellow member of their gens. His property had to remain within the gens. His effects being insignificant, they probably always passed in practice to his nearest gentile relations—that is, to his blood relations on the mother's side. The children of the dead man, however, did not belong to his gens, but to that of their mother; it was from her that they inherited, at first conjointly with her other blood relations, later perhaps with rights of priority; they could not inherit from their father, because they did not belong to his gens, within which his property had to remain. When the owner of the herds died, therefore, his herds would go first to his brothers and sisters and to his sister’s children, or to the issue of his mother’s sisters. But his own children were disinherited.
Thus, on the one hand, in proportion as wealth increased, it made the man’s position in the family more important than the woman’s, and on the other hand created an impulse to exploit this strengthened position in order to overthrow, in favor of his children, the traditional order of inheritance. This, however, was impossible so long as descent was reckoned according to mother-right. Mother-right, therefore, had to be overthrown, and overthrown it was. This was by no means so difficult as it looks to us today. For this revolution—one of the most decisive ever experienced by humanity—could take place without disturbing a single one of the living members of a gens. All could remain as they were. A simple decree sufficed that in the future the offspring of the male members should remain within the gens, but that of the female should be excluded by being transferred to the gens of their father. The reckoning of descent in the female line and the matriarchal law of inheritance were thereby overthrown, and the male line of descent and the paternal law of inheritance were substituted for them. As to how and when this revolution took place among civilized peoples, we have no knowledge. It falls entirely within prehistoric times. But that it did take place is more than sufficiently proved by the abundant traces of mother-right which have been collected, particularly by Bachofen. How easily it is accomplished can be seen in a whole series of American Indian tribes, where it has only recently taken place and is still taking place under the influence, partly of increasing wealth and a changed mode of life (transference from forest to prairie), and partly of the moral pressure of civilization and missionaries. Of eight Missouri tribes, six observe the male line of descent and inheritance, two still observe the female. Among the Shawnees, Miamis and Delawares the custom has grown up of giving the children a gentile name of their father's gens in order to transfer them into it, thus enabling them to inherit from him. (...)
The overthrow of mother-right was the world historical defeat of the female sex. The man took command in the home also; the woman was degraded and reduced to servitude, she became the slave of his lust and a mere instrument for the production of children. This degraded position of the woman, especially conspicuous among the Greeks of the heroic and still more of the classical age, has gradually been palliated and glozed over, and sometimes clothed in a milder form; in no sense has it been abolished.
The short version of the conclusion: if the tangling up of property relations, economic brass tacks, reproduction, and romantic/sexual love has warped relations between the sexes, then the passage from capitalism into socialism and communism will allow men and women to stand on more equal footing. There's no point in smashing any patriarchy because there's no patriarchy to smash: just a period of historical development that needs to be brought to its conclusion and sublated by the next phase.
In any case, therefore, the position of men will be very much altered. But the position of women, of all women, also undergoes significant change. With the transfer of the means of production into common ownership, the single family ceases to be the economic unit of society. Private housekeeping is transformed into a social industry. The care and education of the children becomes a public affair; society looks after all children alike, whether they are legitimate or not. This removes all the anxiety about the “consequences,” which today is the most essential social—moral as well as economic—factor that prevents a girl from giving herself completely to the man she loves. Will not that suffice to bring about the gradual growth of unconstrained sexual intercourse and with it a more tolerant public opinion in regard to a maiden’s honor and a woman’s shame? And, finally, have we not seen that in the modern world monogamy and prostitution are indeed contradictions, but inseparable contradictions, poles of the same state of society? Can prostitution disappear without dragging monogamy with it into the abyss?
Again, short answer: yes. Engels maintains that the revolution won't deliver us all unto polyamory, but to happy and uncoerced monogamy:
Full freedom of marriage can therefore only be generally established when the abolition of capitalist production and of the property relations created by it has removed all the accompanying economic considerations which still exert such a powerful influence on the choice of a marriage partner. For then there is no other motive left except mutual inclination.
I wonder.
Been reading this lately. Thought I'd share some bits as conversation starters—and as a rebuff to the latest episode of "nobody duz Marxism no more."
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2023.05.30 18:21 Competitive-Pick-673 What we didn't notice in AvA 6? part 3

HEY! Hello everyone Yes, this is part 3 on "what we didn't notice in AvA 6?"
Let me remind you! we stopped at the moment where TCO flies into Alan's network.
Let's continue!

We see Alan's desktop. On the left-at the top there are 2 icons filled with something. This is the "STORAGE" folder and the trash. We see that there are certain files in the folder. But I do not know which files they are. From the bottom-left there are application icons: Explorer, Google Chrome, adobe animate, MINECRAFT!!!, After Effects, Premiere Pro, Photoshop and an app that I do not know. And he also has dynamos from a company that I don't know either. Then Alan opens the "Animate" and the application is shown Red on the workspace. And the camera is already in the monitor. He goes out to the area, looks around, and meets with the Blue and offers to fight. To which Red agreed (The first blow was made by Red). They fight, and Green appears and stops the fight to join (The first one was hit by Red, in a jump, with his foot). Then Yellow appeared (Immediately hit in a jump, with his foot, Green, and hitting Red). And then TSC appears and stands on one leg. He wanted to fight too. (From the beginning, Red attacked him.) And then Alan, having drawn a boulder, threw it into the TSC. He was already under the rock. And his friends started looking at the cursor. And he started writing: "XD", ":P". Then orange gets out of the cobblestone and runs towards him. He jumped at him, but he dodged. And so, climbing up, he took a pencil and drew a line. The cursor erased it. TSC runs up to friends and makes weapons for them. ( Blue - revolvers, Red - a mace and shield, Green- a spear with a handkerchief, and yellow- a grenade launcher. And I made a sword for myself. (And they are ready). Alan wrote: ">:)". And now the rainbow gang is starting to attack.
I will not describe the battle. I'm very tired of changing the layout.

They surround him. and now to strike. But Alan raised the window with the timeline, and thereby won. And he began to move the cursor in the form of an infinity sign. After the defeat, they were "traumatized". TSC was the first to rise. And the Yellow One ran up to the Red One ( Well, what guys! Another shippering.) And the Green One crawled up to the Blue One. And then that hole appears. From which the buggy TCO comes out. It falls on the taskbar. Everyone notices this and runs up to him. And that, in turn, to TSC (He hid that pencil behind him). And TCO is asking for his help. Everyone was a little shocked by what they saw. He started showing him about his powers. But TCO didn't realize that he didn't know about that moment. Then he showed his strength to teach him. From the beginning, he showed fire from his hands, and then lasers from his eyes, and showed him to do it. He doesn't understand anything. But he's trying to do it. After the failure, a Blue One approaches them and fits. Showing that it's not for him. But TCO took TSC, and jumped into the hole. (I forgot to upaminut! The clock at the beginning was 10:21 AM 04/29/2023. After the appearance of TCO, the time was 10:22 AM. And when everyone jumps into the portal 10:23 AM). Alan, in turn, looks at the screen again, in which the application is lit. (It will become memes someday)
P.S. HAPPY HOLIDAYS TO EVERYONE!!! YEЕЕЕЕAH!!!
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2023.05.30 16:00 MSPMediaNetwork MSP Dispatch 5/30/23: IT Employee Impersonates Ransomware Gang, New BEC Attacks Evade Microsoft, AI Catapults Nvidia To $1 Trillion Club

Catch the full coverage at: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uHgCyEeB16U
On this episode of MSP Dispatch we touch on, IT employee impersonates ransomware gang to extort employer, Microsoft: BEC attackers evade 'Impossible Travel' flags with residential IP addresses, How AI is catapulting Nvidia to $1 trillion club
Time Codes:
0:00 Teaser
0:50 Intro Banter
3:34 IT Employee Impersonates Ransomware Gang To Extort Employer
8:32 How AI Is Catapulting Nvidia Toward the $1 Trillion Club
14:20 Microsoft: BEC Attackers Evade 'Impossible Travel' Flags With Residential IP Addresses
19:43 Windows 11 Getting Native Support for 7-Zip, RAR, and GZ Archives
20:30 GitLab ‘Strongly Recommends’ Patching Max Severity Flaw ASAP
21:29 OpenAI’s ChatGPT iOS App Now Available in Canada, India, Brazil and 30 More Countries
22:30 Windows 11 Finally Gets a ‘Never Combine Taskbar Buttons’ Mode
23:30 Resource of the Week
24:26 Community Events
25:52 Sign-off
29:00 Outtakes
Learn more from our sponsors:
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Story Links:
IT Employee Impersonates Ransomware Gang To Extort Employer
https://www.bleepingcomputer.com/news/security/it-employee-impersonates-ransomware-gang-to-extort-employe
How AI Is Catapulting Nvidia Toward the $1 Trillion Club
https://www.wsj.com/amp/articles/how-ai-is-catapulting-nvidia-toward-the-1-trillion-club-14f42380
Microsoft: BEC Attackers Evade 'Impossible Travel' Flags With Residential IP Addresses
https://www.darkreading.com/endpoint/microsoft-bec-attackers-evade-impossible-travel-residential-ip-addresses
Notable Mentions:
Windows 11 Getting Native Support for 7-Zip, RAR, and GZ Archives
https://www.bleepingcomputer.com/news/microsoft/windows-11-getting-native-support-for-7-zip-rar-and-gz-archives/
GitLab ‘Strongly Recommends’ Patching Max Severity Flaw ASAP
https://www.bleepingcomputer.com/news/security/gitlab-strongly-recommends-patching-max-severity-flaw-asap/
OpenAI’s ChatGPT iOS App Now Available in Canada, India, Brazil and 30 More Countries
https://techcrunch.com/2023/05/25/openai-chatgpt-ios-app-india-download/?guccounter=1&guce_referrer=aHR0cHM6Ly93d3cuaW5vcmVhZGVyLmNvbS8&guce_referrer_sig=AQAAAKcGX8OBjtNffPw4QiPND29fNVV00vT1gqxZ4Mc74qLmhwNPCziwDlLmCqKtppyV3RNgGBoW7HGzqxvCLL6lZds4iyc5vd5afjfpCMN9QyqE4ggpZa3k_MmYoEFKCywFgYVACn4cAML3GLk7hUCAz0F6zaRRt2SuS2g8mTt6hpr0
Windows 11 Finally Gets a ‘Never Combine Taskbar Buttons’ Mode
https://www.bleepingcomputer.com/news/microsoft/windows-11-finally-gets-a-never-combine-taskbar-buttons-mode/
Resource of the week:
New Microsoft PowerToy Lets You Control 4 PCs With One Mouse, Keyboard
https://www.bleepingcomputer.com/news/microsoft/new-microsoft-powertoy-lets-you-control-4-pcs-with-one-mouse-keyboard/
Banter Story:
Elon Musk's Brain Implants Were Just Approved for Human Use
https://www.entrepreneur.com/business-news/elon-musks-brain-chip-company-approved-for-human-testing/452936
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2023.05.30 16:00 MSPMediaNetwork MSP Dispatch 5/30/23: IT Employee Impersonates Ransomware Gang, New BEC Attacks Evade Microsoft, AI Catapults Nvidia To $1 Trillion Club

Catch the full coverage at: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uHgCyEeB16U
On this episode of MSP Dispatch we touch on, IT employee impersonates ransomware gang to extort employer, Microsoft: BEC attackers evade 'Impossible Travel' flags with residential IP addresses, How AI is catapulting Nvidia to $1 trillion club
Time Codes:
0:00 Teaser
0:50 Intro Banter
3:34 IT Employee Impersonates Ransomware Gang To Extort Employer
8:32 How AI Is Catapulting Nvidia Toward the $1 Trillion Club
14:20 Microsoft: BEC Attackers Evade 'Impossible Travel' Flags With Residential IP Addresses
19:43 Windows 11 Getting Native Support for 7-Zip, RAR, and GZ Archives
20:30 GitLab ‘Strongly Recommends’ Patching Max Severity Flaw ASAP
21:29 OpenAI’s ChatGPT iOS App Now Available in Canada, India, Brazil and 30 More Countries
22:30 Windows 11 Finally Gets a ‘Never Combine Taskbar Buttons’ Mode
23:30 Resource of the Week
24:26 Community Events
25:52 Sign-off
29:00 Outtakes
Learn more from our sponsors:
Ultimate IT Growth Conference: https://mspsalesrevolution.com/ultimate/
Story Links:
IT Employee Impersonates Ransomware Gang To Extort Employer
https://www.bleepingcomputer.com/news/security/it-employee-impersonates-ransomware-gang-to-extort-employe
How AI Is Catapulting Nvidia Toward the $1 Trillion Club
https://www.wsj.com/amp/articles/how-ai-is-catapulting-nvidia-toward-the-1-trillion-club-14f42380
Microsoft: BEC Attackers Evade 'Impossible Travel' Flags With Residential IP Addresses
https://www.darkreading.com/endpoint/microsoft-bec-attackers-evade-impossible-travel-residential-ip-addresses
Notable Mentions:
Windows 11 Getting Native Support for 7-Zip, RAR, and GZ Archives
https://www.bleepingcomputer.com/news/microsoft/windows-11-getting-native-support-for-7-zip-rar-and-gz-archives/
GitLab ‘Strongly Recommends’ Patching Max Severity Flaw ASAP
https://www.bleepingcomputer.com/news/security/gitlab-strongly-recommends-patching-max-severity-flaw-asap/
OpenAI’s ChatGPT iOS App Now Available in Canada, India, Brazil and 30 More Countries
https://techcrunch.com/2023/05/25/openai-chatgpt-ios-app-india-download/?guccounter=1&guce_referrer=aHR0cHM6Ly93d3cuaW5vcmVhZGVyLmNvbS8&guce_referrer_sig=AQAAAKcGX8OBjtNffPw4QiPND29fNVV00vT1gqxZ4Mc74qLmhwNPCziwDlLmCqKtppyV3RNgGBoW7HGzqxvCLL6lZds4iyc5vd5afjfpCMN9QyqE4ggpZa3k_MmYoEFKCywFgYVACn4cAML3GLk7hUCAz0F6zaRRt2SuS2g8mTt6hpr0
Windows 11 Finally Gets a ‘Never Combine Taskbar Buttons’ Mode
https://www.bleepingcomputer.com/news/microsoft/windows-11-finally-gets-a-never-combine-taskbar-buttons-mode/
Resource of the week:
New Microsoft PowerToy Lets You Control 4 PCs With One Mouse, Keyboard
https://www.bleepingcomputer.com/news/microsoft/new-microsoft-powertoy-lets-you-control-4-pcs-with-one-mouse-keyboard/
Banter Story:
Elon Musk's Brain Implants Were Just Approved for Human Use
https://www.entrepreneur.com/business-news/elon-musks-brain-chip-company-approved-for-human-testing/452936
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2023.05.30 13:16 Gloomy_Albatross3043 Why I think Red Harlow is the best gunslinger in the franchise

There's a huge debate in the red dead fandom on who is the best gunslinger. Alot always say Arthur morgan, some say rdr1 John marston, and a select few such as myself who say Red Harlow.
Now Arthur Morgan is indeed an amazing gunslinger, his skills presented through out rdr2 is mind-blowing. However I feel that out of the three, he's the least skilled. I think rdr1 John is more skilled than Arthur from rdr2, I'd list why but this post isn't about John, it's about Red.
I'd say this is how I'd order the three in terms of gun skills. 3) Arthur morgan 2) John Marston 1) Red Harlow.
Red Harlow is undoubtedly in my mind the most skilled and dangerous gunslinger in not just the Red dead franchise but western media in general.
The reason why I state such a bold statement is because when you analysis Red Harlows feats in Revolver, you begin to realise how godly he really is as a gunslinger.
First of all, let's talk about Red Harlow when he was just a small child. We see that Reds childhood home was invaded by the men sent from Deigo after making a deal with Nates business partner Griffon, who sold Nate out for his own life. When they surpise attack the home, Young Red Harlow had only just began to practice his shooting with his first ever gun, yet immediately he's thrown into a huge gunfight with no prior training, but despite that Red is just killing all of the men with ease. He had no training with a gun, nor any experience in a gunfight, hell he was a literal child, yet here he is going pop pop pop and making armed men drop. Remember these men are not just dumb outlaws, they were specifically sent by deigo,(a general from the Mexican army) so these men must have had a lifetime of training, only to be shot like flies by a kid who had no training with a gun. Its obvious that Red Harlow was a born to be gunslinger, and it foreshadows his path of becoming the ultimate fighter.
Even when his parents were murdered right infront of him, Young Red went for his father's gun (which was engulfed in flames) without any hesitation or concern for his own safety, and somehow managed to hit Daren with his hand on literal fire. Red Harlow even as a child was so brave and did things that a full grown outlaw couldn't do.
However despite all this praise, Red Harlow was still a child and still needed years of training to become the god of gunslingers that he's known for. Sure enough for the rest of the game, we play Red harlow as a grownup, and instantly we realise how very very skilled and dangerous he is.
Inorder or present all of Red Harlows insane feats, I'm going to make a list of all the batshit impossibility stuff he pulled off in the game. Please keep in mind that all of these events I'm gonna list, all happen within just roughly 2 days of each other, which makes them even more impressive.
First of all, Red Harlow takes on a ruthless gang by himself at Twin Rocks. He had to fight against around 10 armed men, a very impressive feat for just one man. He goes to Widows Patch hoping for some bounty money from the gang he took down, however instead he choses to take down another big and notorious gang that took over widows patch. Red had to take on around 15 armed men in this battle all by himself, again a very impressive feat, especially when you consider that he just took on a gang before this one.
Red then goes on a train to Brimstone, on this train a huge gang attacks the train to rob it. Red has to duel a man before running ontop of the freaking train while killing tons of armed men with ease. He fights of possibly around 60 outlaws all by himself on a moving train all by himself, even more impressive.
At Brimstone Red Harlow then goes off to fight and win against 3 huge gangs with massive prices on their heads, he takes on these 3 very big and dangerous gangs all by himself. For the first one he does bump into Jack Swift who helps alittle for the first gang, but aside from that Red Harlow fights them all alone. While fighting the last gang, he duels and wins against 3 experienced outlaws. He does all of what I've said so far on this list in the exact same day.
That night, Red Harlow causes a big brawl in Brimstone saloon. Red Harlow manages to fight off against huge buff men in the saloon without a scratch on him. Afterwards he then casually takes on another gang of outlaws in the next room, which started by Red dueling one of their men. Again all I've listed so far has happened in the same day.
After Red finds out that it was General Deigo who sent those men to kill him and his parent's, he immediately sets of to take on the entire Mexican army by himself. He attacks a Fort that is guarded by trained solders and wins against a huge wagon that was described by the sheriff as "a fortress on wheels" and he does all this like its nothing. Red did have the drop on him by Daren and was imprisoned in the mine that Deigo owned which was right next to the Fort Deigo. Being freed by his cousin Shadow Wolf, Red immediately manages to escape the mine. By the way, this mine was filled with armed miners, yet he managed to escape and kill most if not all of them.
Immediately after that with his weapons back, he attacks the Fort with Shadow Wolf by his side. Red manages to kill every single armed and trained solider in the Fort, including Daren. And right after that Red went after the Mexican train where he kill tons more of Deigos men and eventually Deigo himself. So let's just pause for a moment. Red Harlow, by himself, has done ALL of what I've said so far in just a day and a half.... what the fuck.
It gets even more crazy when after he kills Deigo, he goes back into Brimstone and signs up for the battle Royal, which is the dueling competition. Red Harlow faces against gunslingers like Mr Kelley, who is actually just as fast as Arthur Morgan. And Red manages to out duel Kelley and win. Please also note that in the book, the Sheriff himself states that "being better than most won't cut it, you have to be the best to win" and Red Harlow was the man who won the duel tournament.
Right after this, Red Harlow with Annie and Jack Swift go after Governor Griffon in his massive white house. This place was armed to the teeth with trained soldiers, and Red just casually kills them all. Red even manages to protect Jack for 2 minutes while he was unlocking the front door, protecting Jack from tons and tons of armed soldiers who are trying to kill Red and Jack.
Ofcourse Red manages to kill everyone and duels the Governor in the end, who is possibly just as fast if not faster than rdr1 John. Red rides off into the sunset with his new scorpion revolver from Griffon, satisfied with his revenge.
Red Harlow, basically all alone in this entire game, managed to do ALL OF THIS SHIT in just 2 days...
Red Harlow possiblely killed hundreds and hundreds of armed men in just 2 days. Red Harlow dueled and won again some of the greatest gunslingers in the franchise, he could kill abunch of men within a second before they could draw leather, he took on the biggest and most dangerous gangs in the series like it was nothing, and he did all of that in 2 days...
Now Arthur Morgans feats and John Marstons feats are very very impressive, however those feats happen within possibly weeks. Red Harlow managed to do so much more in so less time.
Red Harlow has to be the best gunslinger, he just has to be. I'm sorry if this is too long I just wanted to share my opinion on this subject.
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2023.05.30 12:15 fallenequinox992 As a survivor of gang stalking for 6 years what would be the best advice to someone who might be experiencing the same thing? How much should I reveal about myself in the process?

Post found on Quora:
First answer: "The best advice that I can give you is to expose these crimes committed by your local community or who has initiated your targeting. How you choose to do this is up to you, whether online through social media or educating the public on the ground about these crimes. But please do this proactively.
These crimes remain hidden and cannot be proven as people are mislead with false propoganda about you which is provided to them by your handlers or through its proxy organizations. The smear campaigns which differ from place to place and depend upon the particular s ituation are used to get the community and your coworkers to turn against you. To compound this, the people harassing you are explicitly told not to disclose of your targeting to you, so expose these crimes as these perpretaors love remaining anonymous.
Please also discuss the tactics used against you in a calm and a rational manner. We as TI’s are so overwhelmed by all this negativity and harassment that we end up posting things in haste and then it becomes difficult for non-believers to easily comprehend and believe what is being done against you. If its sensitization, explain how it is done and its effect over time, if its workplace mobbing give examples of how this is done, if its microwaves and infrasound then explain the effects of this on your body and share the patents of these technologies, alot of which has been posted already by people on social media. Show videos of gangstalking and electronic harassment in the news as well, again these are available on youtube and other social media websites. We need more support on our side and for non-believers to believe and help you and to avoid doing this crime inadvertently themselves, you need to give them some hard irrefutable facts.
Please do not go to any law enforcement or any medical professional who will simply diagnose this as an illness.
Also grouping online with other people facing similar situations and guiding them in a empathetic and rational manner will go a long way for the TI community to learn from each others experiences and help other TI’s as well. There are however alot of people who are not really TI’s and use this platform to mislead alot of other TI’s with false information and to discredit you, but finding the right support group is necessary to survive this crime because one of the goals of this population control program is to isolate you completely from your support system as well to take a further toll on you emotionally.
Also, take it with a grain of salt that people in your community and your past friends might have been turned against you. So be the bigger person and still meet with them, but always at an arms length and disclose as little to these people as possible about your day to day life as it will be used against you in the future. Try to learn the tactics they are using against you and what information they have been told about you to mislead and discredit the community. They will not say this explicitly, but you will see the subtle signs of this once you become more aware and have been in this for a while.
Good Luck."
Second answer: "I have a you tube channel me and god vs devil and his rejects. I’m just honest and I talk about what I’m going through.
Pick your battles with these gang stalkers I will do exactly what they doing to me I just do it much better. (Don't highly recommend).
Before you start to tell people what’s happening write it all down in a notebook step by step what’s happening and how and where believe me it helps you to better explain what and how it’s happening without sounding and looking like a nutcase or just rambling. Get a dash cam and pray and stay strong. I’m not saying it’s gonna stop these bitches but when u are able to explain to friends and family what’s happening to you and they understand u believe me it helps".
Third answer: ""NOVEL ALERT, but I have a lot to say:
Once you figure out what’s happening, you’ve basically won the battle. The point is to make you appear and feel insane (therefore discredit you), and cause you to lash out (either outwardly so they can have you arrested/institutionalized or inwardly so you commit suicide or just destroy your own life). It’s psychological and spiritual warfare.
The WHY isn’t important (though in the beginning it can be all consuming). You begin to realize it is likely that 99% of those involved in your specific case have been lied to, misled, or otherwise manipulated to believe you deserve this. (If they had any common sense or intelligence, they would know enough to know the specifics of why they are following and harassing the person they are vs just being instructed to follow the blue Honda kind of thing).
You’ll want to clear your name and set the story straight, but you have to resist the urge to act impulsively. Be as strategic as “they are” (they really aren’t, by the way.. it’s almost text book how they behave, so educate yourself on their tactics, observe your surroundings, identify the pattern, and THINK—your greatest weapons in this and the ones they cannot take from you).
Some won’t care, but some will start to back off when they realize they’ve been lied to about this person they’ve been bullying (because that’s what this is, adults bullying adults, and it’s pathetic).
Others will be too enticed by incentives (like feeling part of a club, social status, etc), or be so delusional as to not be able to see the big picture of what their role in all of this really is: a minion carrying out a mission for someone at the top who would turn on them if they were to ever be caught doing any of the crimes they commit in the commission of their assignments.
Your main handlers benefit the most (life is a series of patterns, so this “business model” shouldn’t surprise anyone.. there’s ALWAYS someone who started it and they rely on those at the bottom to not question the borg; essentially, they rely on people who’s morals are malleable and who’s conscience is easily manipulated.
You start to feel sorry for those who harass you, because they lack the things you’ve mastered: the inability to be controlled or coerced into becoming someone you’re not. You aren’t a sellout. You have something someone wants—either intellectually or the knowledge of something they want to keep quiet. Who cares what it is. If you knew, it wouldn’t change their behavior—-would it change yours? Would you suddenly give them what they wanted? Likely not, so don’t drive yourself crazy trying to figure out what they are after… just know whatever it is clearly can’t be taken by violence, legal means, or civilized conversation—-because they are investing cash money in you, and money is everything to these people.
The minions you interact with all the time? They are being controlled by the higher ups anyway.. like THINK ABOUT IT, the gang stalkers you most interact with are only around you because they’ve decided they are willing to be told “leave your house right now, yes in the middle of dinner, I need you to follow this person you don’t know because they are out and about and I said so!1!” You couldn’t pay me a million bucks to be someone’s puppet like that. Especially without a damn good reason. I value myself and my soul more than that. So, there’s another thing you have: self-worth and self-respect. Things no gift card or social status can buy or provide.
Your moral compass remains strong and you don’t have to worry about meeting your Maker one day and explaining why you took part in something CLEARLY orchestrated by evil—as evidenced by the “fruit” it results in (you can always tell good from evil by looking at the fruits of its labor. Gang stalking, regardless of whether someone puts a “good deeds” spin on it, causes hatred, division and pain.
Be a good person. Help others. Spread love and knowledge.. they can’t stop those things.
So, reveal as much about yourself as you feel necessary to demonstrate who you TRULY are. Not with any ulterior motive in mind other than to continue to live your life as your authentic self, refusing to be brought down lower by hatred, lies, corruption, and evil. KEEP USING YOUR BRAIN, and think for yourself. And above all else: rest assured, the day WILL come where they WILL be held accountable, and you’re in good company in terms of those who’ve experienced exactly what you’re going through. Take comfort in that. It may not be something you see play out in your lifetime or in a court room where you’re sitting at the table opposite of them, but it WILL come. Also, BE KIND TO YOURSELF and keep your chin up. You’re fighting one hell of a battle, and they’d KILL to see you fall. God Bless you, friend. ❤️"
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2023.05.30 11:29 DisciplineEast3034 Kosovo clashes: Nato commander criticises ‘unacceptable’ attacks on troops

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2023.05.30 08:12 Legitimate-Band3328 Lmaooo was there no cuhmunnity stream tonight? AD has a streaming schedule allegedly but he be missing his streams once a week it seems now a days? Fuck AD frfr I’m done with cuhmunnity. Shits fucking garbage anyways.

If y’all continue to watch cuhmunnity, I hope y’all realize he thinks he can keep bringing trash shit every week and he thinks he’s that nigga so people will watch no matter what cuz in his head all of us are lames and who will watch no matter what. It’s fuck AD from now on. If y’all fuck with AD show him love by supporting Puns streams. Pun tries. Every stream all AD does is get drunk throws up gang signs then sips his wine out of a plastic cup with his eyes like 👀 doing little baby laughs to himself then says loudly “OK NEXT TOPIC” Clown ass nigga.
And his girl still fucks with her EX money mayweather and went to a funeral to comfort Floyd recently when AD and her been together for years. AD a cuck frfr or he just knows his big bodied ass can’t get better and he likes how he looks publicly with a female like her so he puts up with it. He allegedly “retired” his girl when he worked for NJ. He obviously don’t get paid like he did monthly. since he left his streams ass views are ass. His content is poopy. Shout out Pun and trey tho. The real Compton Crips and ain’t with that party crip bullshit.💯
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2023.05.30 07:26 Red_Redditor_Reddit A big concern of where I see the internet going.

I had an experience the other day that kinda spooked me. I'm going to say what happened first and then explain the conclusion I came to. The reason I am posting this here is because I am not sure where else to do so, and yall are already trying to escape the problems of using the internet. My experience made me think that people in general need to get off the internet yesterday. I want input in if I am just being paranoid or if you guys think this is a real thing.
The other day, I received a photo from my relative. It was a very out of character photo of me and him throwing up gang signs. I didn't remember doing that photo, and so I asked him if it was a product of the new AI algorithms. He told me no, and that it was a photo I had forgotten about. He said that it was a spur of the moment thing that he barely remembered himself.
This kinda spooked me. I've seen endless AI photos generated with trump being arrested or porn photos of female actors. After seeing obvious but realistic fakes over and over, it subconsciously made me think that any photo was at least possible to forge. I ended up doubting a real photo of myself that I had just forgotten about.
The thing is with this AI stuff is that it's not capable of telling you something actually intelligent, at least right now. It's not like I can go to chatgpt and it somehow comes up with a way I can get to the moon with a roll of duct tape and a fork. What it does do very well is convincingly hallucinate any reality you want it to. You can tell it to generate a convincing picture, text, sound, or something like that. I was even talking to my girlfriend about it, and she was telling me that scammers have been using it to make fake voices of loved ones saying that they have been kidnapped.
If it's strong enough right now to make me question real photos of myself, it's going to throw all parts of reality into question. That's right now. That's not in the future when this stuff gets more powerful. When I look at people right now using the internet, I see people captivated by fear porn or click bait. Even the news on TV right now is nothing but fear. What I worry about is that once this machine is able to hallucinate horror after horror, the common man will not be able to turn away because of their instinct. People seek out horror because they have an instinct to survive. It's a different instinct than other ones. I could have a infinite number of hot women who want to sleep with me, but at some point I will become satiated. When it comes to survival this does not happen.
I think that this stuff will get to the point where people aren't able to discern what state they live in or who even the president is. I really think it's going to get that bad. I think right now someone discerning can still somewhat tell if something is fake or not. Either its a fumble in the facts or the guy has seven fingers in the photo. That's not going to last for long.
I think that the only thing that people can do is disconnect and just pay attention to their immediate surroundings that they can physically see, and who they really know in real life. Everything outside of that is going to be a jumbled mess where no useful discernment is possible.
I myself quit watching the news ten years ago. Best thing I ever did. I came to the conclusion that the emotional rollercoaster was harming me way more then helping, and that if there was something important that someone would tell me about it. I think that things have gotten to the point that we need to disconnect now or get lost in the insanity of endless crap that the AI can generate. Like focus on what we can know with our own eyes and do something about v.s. get caught up in the complete sea of insanity.
Am I wrong in all this? Am I just being weird?
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2023.05.30 06:18 sparks81g SAVRP LSPD is looking for new officers to join the department if you are interested please join our discord https://discord.com/invite/savrp

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2023.05.30 05:07 Dexller A Retrospective on the Waluigi Arc

Hey everyone. So I've mentioned I wanted to do a review of the older arcs some time now. For now, I think I want to just go back to one in particular (cuz it's the one I just binge watched), and I want to kinda go over why I think it works so very well. I kinda wanna keep this in the realm of positive, but comparisons to mod-ern SMG4 are going to end up being inevitable obviously. Afterall, the whole point of this was to go back and review this era of the show to contrast it with today, but I'm going to try and keep it constructive.
To make organizing this easier, I wanna keep this within four categories I've touched on before: Ideas, Story, Characters, and Tone. Some of these will be longer than others, but that's sort of par for the course. Just like before, I'll try to condense it into a tl;dr in the comments. So without further ado, let's begin.
Ideas: Here's where I think the Waluigi arc does something really well - it meshes very neatly into the show's core idea of being a skit comedy show about MEMES. Waluigi is one of the most memetically potent of the Nintendo cast, and this was at the height of the Smash Bros Ultimate memes where he got left out. So right off the bat, centering him as an arc gels perfectly with the show - it just feels like a very natural progression.
Story: I think the core idea of the story here is pretty strong - Waluigi is upset about his rejection and 'odd man out' status. It's one of those stories about feeling like you don't belong, like you're an outcast, and like nothing you do can get you acceptance. It's also about a struggle for identity, feeling like one has to stand out and be unique to matter. These are all things that are quite relatable, honestly, and it works for the arcs' benefit. You can relate to his pain and understand his escalation, while at the same time realizing he's become consumed by his anger. There's not a deeper lore or complex mechanics of reality, it's at its core a story about a sad, lonely person's desperation and anger metastasizing until it corrupts them, but it's also a story about friendship, brotherhood, and ultimately forgiveness and healing.
Something else I want to really touch on here is how the stories for each episodes largely revolve around either EXTERNAL threats or problems the gang has to resolve together, OR, the story is driven by competition and rivalry over simple things - not direct and persistent animosity and disagreement. This isn't just with Waluigi either: 'Stupid Mario Tennis Aces' involves Boopkins trying to join a tennis tournament, 'The Mario Hustle' gives the whole gang some time to shine while trying to sell rocks to people, 'Stupid Mario Paint' involves Mario ruining Toadsworth's painting and trying to replace it, 'The Mario Cafe' is the gang helping Bowser make his restaurant successful and them needing to work together as a team... I really think every single one of these, Arc related or not, are a big hit for that reason.
Characters: Get ready cuz this is the longest one. Of course it's the characters we all know and presumably love, but I think what really stands out is just... Everyone is nicer to one another? There is less inter-group conflict and animosity. In fact, very few of the episodes in this series have direct and real anger and conflict between the SMG4 crew and they instead spend the episodes HELPING each other. The most you have is limited to COMPETITION - Mario and SMG4 playing Smash Bros, or competing for tickets at the carnival, and then Tari and Meggy trying to one up each other at the shooting gallery. Even Bob is nice and gives Tari a duck from his prize counter even after she cleared him out - he didn't have to point out he had it and make her happy.
This is especially starkly represented with Mario and Luigi. Something that was mentioned lately is how mean Mario is to Luigi lately, and the difference between now and then is striking. Luigi actually used to stand up for himself, not immediately caving to Mario's demands. Mario also didn't ruthlessly bully him, steal his shit, and ignore his wants and needs. In fact, it's show multiple times that he deeply, deeply cares for his brother and is in absolute emotional despair and turmoil every time Luigi is in danger and he thinks he's lost him. Mario even directly helps Boopkins in the first episode of the arc, show real grief seeing his friends get t-posed, and never once acts like a manchild; a jerk sometimes, sure, but not a child.
I also got to give props to how they characterized Tari and her introduction in this arc. I really think they knocked it out of the park with her, and it's also why I was so peeved with how they presented her recently. Tari in the Waluigi arc is very introverted - she's shy, and doesn't have a whole lot of spoons for social interaction. However, she is also able to overcome that when it relates to her core interests - games. She is able to game in front of a crowd and stay focused in the face of Bob's trash talk, when Mario tries to grab her attention she's able to hang out with him despite her timidness especially since it relates to her core interest, she is also able to overcome it to help SMG4 feel better after Mario beats him at Smash Brothers. I honestly think that Tari in this arc is INCREDIBLY brave, actually, as she is both able to overcome her own social anxiety for the sake of others and even confidently risks her life twice to try and save Meggy, and then directly stands up to Waluigi at the height of his power! The fact she is such an over sensitive and cowardly wimp in the recent episodes is painful.
Something else too is that the cast feels way more utilized - both main characters and side characters. There is a society that these characters live in, whether they're interacting with the public (like in 'The Mario Hustle' or 'Mario the Scam Artist), watching a news broadcast (Like in 'Waluigi Apocalypse), or interacting with recurring background characters, it really feel like the world they're in actually matters besides a stage that centers them specifically. The simple inclusion of little side characters like Frankie, Wheelchair Koopa, Kamek, Jeeves, Toadsworth all add to the world, make it feel more rich, make it feel like things exist outside of the main cast's lives, and can provide outside motivation and assistance to drive stories. Jeeves does this in the first episode in the arc, Tennis Aces, and Toadsworth provides this in Mario Paint, and then Peach even is vastly different in that she actually saves the day during the T-Pose virus and shows herself to be a competent and intelligent ruler who takes her job as Princess seriously.
Tone: Finally, the last point. I really think the tone here is good. It's serious, but it's still goofy and fun. It's an escalation for the show, to be sure, but it also isn't so edgy and serious you cuz yourself on it. Melancholic moments are mixed very well with humor and levity, so the emotional beats are a part of the show not apart from the show, if that makes sense. There's actual stakes shown, and faced down, but also it ends happily with no one actually dying, while their victory and celebration afterwards feeling entirely well earned.
Phew... Okay, sorry, this was way longer than I originally intended for it to be, but I am chronically inclined to be comprehensive. Again, just like before, I'll get it trimmed into a tl;dr in the comments. So what are the take aways here? Well, again, I think the show could benefit tremendously from a show bible, but more directly I have a couple points:
-Arcs revolving around big memes fit with the core idea of the show. Building upon existing characters as antagonists can be better than bringing in whole new ones. -External threats and problems the cast has to solve together are far better than threats and problems caused directly by members of the cast and stoke animosity and bad blood. -Interpersonal drama either needs to find resolutions or it needs to be in rivalry and competition. -Giving everyone time to shine, either in small cameos or skits in an episode, or giving them more focus in their own personal ones, helps to keep the show fresh. -Dwelling on the greater world and society helps to give context to the character's lives. -Recurring minor background characters add spice and make the world feel more alive.
Don't know how to sign these things off. Go ahead and add your own thoughts and ideas about this, offer constructive ideas, and try to keep it a little positive or at least frame critiques within the context of other examples.
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2023.05.29 22:12 TAoverbearingsis WIBTA For telling my sister to stop getting us involved in my parents business?

(This is op’s 17 y.o daughter typing this from her POV because I thought it’d be a fun way to get more input for her on this situation) (Also sorry for formatting, I’m on mobile) So for a bit of backstory, this story involves 3 sisters (eldest is the one in question) and our elderly parents (both 96). The oldest is retired, the youngest sisters still work. My older sister, we’ll call her C, tends to create projects for our parents and then gets overwhelmed and asks one of us(younger sisters) to take it over. An example is finding a new “cheaper” lawn service for our parents, even though they already had one. C texted us stating “I don’t want to do this anymore, either one of you guys do it or it won’t get done.” This prompted the middle sister, we’ll call her R, to take it on. There were many phone calls and emails to the lawn service, but she ended up being able to get the rate down by 25$. Our dad still wasn’t happy with the service, but we did what we could without trying to stress out C because she said she wasn’t doing it. Then, out of the blue, C told us she found another service and was signing them up for it which meant R had to go and erase all the hard work she did. This is just one example out of many. C lives across the street from them and tends to be demanding, where it seems like it’s her way or no way. The pattern of pushing projects onto us and then deciding it isn’t done right has gotten to be really annoying, so me and R want to talk to her and tell her to butt off. The question is, would doing so make it seem like we’re ganging up on heare we not recognizing some contributions she’s made.
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2023.05.29 18:52 Michtrk Alternate History of the People's Republic of China (Reworked China lore)

Alternate History of the People's Republic of China (Reworked China lore)
Five Generations of Chinese leaders Poster
1. Brief period of peace (1949-1951) and Third phase of the Chinese civil war (1951-1953)
1949 Huang He ceasefire meant de-iure division of China between two independent states. Both KMT and CPC disproved of this, both claimed to be one and one and only government of whole unified China. There was even a plan to give a separate UN seat to Mao’s government, but due to ROC opposition this proposal failed. Newly declared “People’s Republic of China/Beijing Government” (or alternatively in its full actual name between 1949- and 1953-People’s Liberation Government of the Republic of China) did not gain almost any official international recognition (with one exception being Korea).
However, in 1951 the ceasefire was already broken. Numerous clashes started alongside the Huang He already months of signing of the ceasefire during 1949 and 1950. Neither KMT nor CPC planned to abide by 1949 ceasefire in the future anyway, for them it was just temporally peace and prepared for the final fight. Mao was strongly advised by Stalin to not break status quo, this however incensed Mao, who (in private) accused Stalin of wanting to “sacrifice Chinese revolution to Western Imperialism”. Similarly, Chiang was reminded from Americans that U.S. would not support any offensive against communists. Moreover, president Taft stood for policy of non-interference in Chinese matters, so KMT was now in no position to start any offensive, but Chiang hoped for change in American leadership.
So, it was Mao, who fired the first shot. On the 26th of December 1950 (Mao Zedong’s birthday) PLA crossed the Huang He and launched full scaled offensive. KMT’s military managed to reorganize from defeats from 1946-1949 phase and in the first weeks of the war successfully hold on, but Chiang now, he could not do that for long without any support. Chiang brought the issue to the United Nations, but notion was rejected. U.S. declined all call for support. USSR in response did also not aid PRC. Communists, similarly as in the previous years, had on their side peasantry (who could actually see positive effects of early and reforms and campaigns between 1949 and 1950, which were launched in North China) and gained upper hand and pushed down the South. Already by spring 1952 communist forces captured Nanjing and continued further South. As Chiang expected change in the White House came, but it was to late for him as his forces were already shattered by communists.
  1. Early years of the People’s Republic of China (1953-1962)
1st February 1953 People’s Republic of China was proclaimed, last KMT remnants evacuated to Taiwan supported by U.S. under new leadership of MacArthur. So what Mao’s China is? Very similar to OTL, but since it is founded later some thing change due to changing outside conditions.
§ Land reform (partly in North since 1947, fully in North since 1949, 1953-1956 in rest of China) – same, land redistributed among peasants, landlords murdered.
§ Marriage, Education reforms (1953-1957)
§ Campaign to Suppress Counterrevolutionaries/Anti-Campaigns (1954-1958)
§ 1957 Hundred Flowers Campaign, that was followed by the Anti-Rightist Movement (1958)
§ 1957 the First 5Year Plan
China saw increase in living standards and economy between 1953-1962
Relations with USSR
Stalin died quickly after Chinese unification, this was beneficial for China since distrust between Stalin and Mao between 1949 and 1953 damaged Sino-Soviet relations. In 1953 socialist bloc recognised China and in 1954 Sino-Soviet Treaty of Friendship was signed between Mao and Khruschev (later extended to rest of socialist Europe) – this one was more equal for China than the OTL one, China gained many experts and technicians from USSR, Chinese workers were sent to USSR and Europe to fill same shortages.
Beginnings of the Sino-Soviet split (1956-1961) and Sino-Soviet split (1961-1962)
Destalinisation in 1956 brough many ideological disagreements between Mao and Khrushchev (who was denounced by Mao as a revisionist), however many aspects such as Chinese need of economic aid and fear of MacArthur’s aggressive policy kept them together. China reacted to Hungarian revolution and condemned USSR for “bowing to the imperialist demands”, similar criticism Khrushchev received after non taking any direct action against the invasion of Egypt just few weeks later. In 1957 the First 5Year Plan was launched, this one was still developed with help of the soviet experts.
During 1960s relations started to deteriorate more and more. One of final straws was 1960 Second Taiwan Strait Crisis, which China started without consulting USSR (and risking the war with MacArthur). During the war in Cuba Mao demanded Khruschev to take direct military action to support Cuba and denounced Khruschev a a “revisionist traitor to communism, coward who knows only how capitulate to imperialist demands”, after these relations between USSR and China were finally broken. In 1962 formal declarations formulated each ideological position.
  1. The Great Leap Forward and fall of Mao Zedong (1962-1966)
Now isolated, same as OTL (but with obvious delay of 4 years) Mao Zedong launched his infamous Great Leap Forward and caused Great Chinese Famine resulting into deaths of 36 – 45 million people. After his Mao Zedong is forcefully side-lined during Seven Thousand Cadres Conference of 1966, moderates Liu Shaoqi, Zhou Enlai and Deng Xiaoping now ruled the country.
  1. Mao’s attempts to regain power and death (1967-1969)
Found himself in the same situation as in our reality, Mao attempted to reassert his power. Already in 1967, he launched Socialist Education Movement. Development in the rest of the communist world did also impact China, despite the official condemnation of the European Spring, Deng and Liu watched the economic reforms with large interest and them with associated reformists started to develop new plans for economic reconstruction, this led to final split between them and Mao. Mao instead worked on his own plan, utilizing need for governmental reform dealing with increasing bureaucratisation and corruption. In 1969 Mao presented the April 16 Notification, claiming that contra revolutionaries are infiltrating CPC. Soon fist mass rallies of maoist students started and schools have closed. Then Mao Zedong completely disappeared from the public, after the three weeks of silence on 16th June 1969 national broadcast announced that chairman Mao Zedong had died. Official explanation was hearth attack; however, many did not believe such explanation, most importantly radicals in the Student Red Guards, who believed Mao was murdered by counterrevolutionaries inside the Party.
(Reason for Mao’s death is only partly true. CPC officials knew it, but decided to hide it, because it is...ehm...embarrassing. The true reason of his death is in this World regarded just a “crazy conspiracy theory”. On 20th May 1969 Mao Zedong decided to swim across river Yagnze, as he did OTL, now almost 77 years old man suffered a heart attack during this swim and he started to quickly drowning, people who were close to him managed to pull chairman out of water and transported him to doctor, but it was too late.)
  1. The Red Guards Rebellion (1969-1970)
Large masses gathered on the Tiananmen Square (more than a million of people), many of these people were radicalised student red guards, who refused to leave and turned Mao’s funeral into a large demonstration, accusing the CPC leadership of treachery and murders (as response to this some official, knowing the true version released it, thus it is known as conspiracy). The Tiananmen manifestation was suppressed by PLA troops loyal to the CPC leadership. This was however not the end, but the beginning – all around the country the Red Guards launched what they called the “Second Chinese Revolution” with slogans like “Down with reactionary clique of Liu Shaoqi –upheld Mao Zedong’s thought, Mao Zedong still alive in our hearts” etc. It was nothing but open civil war between radical rough red guards and Chinese governments, some figures like Jiang Qing did also join the side of the guards. Crucial for putting the rebellion down was that Lin Biao (former close ally of Mao) joined forces with Deng and Liu. Effects of the Red Guards rebellion were disastrous, according to various accounts 300-500 thousand people died (but sill had less impact than OTL Cultural Revolution). This rebellion was used also used as excuse to launch Campaign against counterrevolutionary gangs (1970-73), that purged the party from far-left faction. End of rebellion started the Eliminating Chaos and Returning to Normal period.
  1. Tetrarchy leadership and Four Cardinal Principles (1970-1974)
When situation stabilised, new leadership secured power – Liu, Chen, Zhou, and Lin. First two represented the moderate reformist wing, while Lin Biao represented the conservatives, he played pivotal role since his control over PLA. Zhou Enlai acted as moderator. Deng Xiaoping was also very influential as vice-premier. Campaign against counterrevolutionary gangs eventually weakened Lin Biao’s position and he was forced to retire. During this time basis of “Reform and Normalization” efforts were created. Four Cardinal Principles were approved and later put into 1978 constitution. Party also approved its view of Mao Zedong, upholding his status and giving responsibility for last events of his life solely to “counterrevolutionary gangs twisting the words of chairman Mao to destabilise China and strife for power” (so, because there is no Cultural Revolution Mao is viewed better…but he still still criticized for “making some mistakes” during the Great Leap Forward).
Efforts were made to revive economy, looking to the Soviet Union’s successful reform to inspiration.
  1. Liu Shaoqi/Chen Yun/Deng Xiaoping and Four Modernizations (1974-1991)
When Lin Biao was removed nothing stood against Chinese reform. This reform was inspired by the European ones but took more market character (still not that much market as did Deng’s OTL reform), despite Deng and Chen were mostly the architects of the reforms, Liu Shaoqi become the main face of era during 1970s and 1980s, then being followed by Chen Yun (so Deng is least known from them). Also, instead of Deng, Chen Yun become more influential (as he was the leader of the communist party, it fits the scenario well as he was more moderate about the reforms than Deng OTL)
Together with economic reform also come a political reform, in 1978 new constitution was created (very similar to that of OTL 1982), there was also limited political and cultural liberalisation.
China restored relations with the USSR and European socialist bloc (split was even less tense since 1969 border conflict did not happen) during 1970s. Andrei Gromyko visited Beijing in 1982 and Deng went on a tour through Europe in 1984. Unlike OTL Nixon was not in China and US-Chinese relations did not improve till 1985, when President Jesse Jackson become the first president to visit China, he met with the President Liu Shaoqi (he was seriously ill 87 years old man and died few months after) and Deng. U.S. recognised China and China gained UN seat. American capitalists started to invest into Chinese special economic zones.
In 1986 Liu dies and general secretary Chen Yun takes his position, leaving his position for Hu Yaobang.
With many changing in this timeline there are still some protests in 1989 as OTL, but never grow to such extent and there is no need to suppress them.
American businesses relocating to China is now more part of the lore (some of the still do, but is just exception than rule) because China partly joins the Soviet sanctions on Rumsfeld’s regime and works more on deepening relations with Europe and Third World.
8. Third and Fourth Generation of Leadership – Hu and Hu (1991-2011)
During this period, similarly as OTL China experiences its rapid rise. Similar people are in charge, political system is almost the same. Difference is the more socialist oriented economy. Hong Kong returned to China (Macau did already in 1975 after Portuguese Revolution). These years are considered to be the most democratic.
9. Bo Xilai – new left, neomaoism (2011 – present)
In 2011 Bo Xilai became the new leader of China. He is very different leader than the previous. Former major of Chongqing instituted model from his city nationwide. Maoist era aesthetics were revived (red songs, propaganda, personality cult), he focuses on achieving full employment, bettering living standards of the workers, while keeping the current market-oriented model (with exaggeration it could be called “social democracy”), he promotes social progressivism, voluntary communal collectives were also recreated. His most controversial actions was his large Anti-Corruption and Organised Crime Campaign (2012-2015) in which many both civilian and military officials, business leaders and leading politicians (including Xi Jinping) were arrested imprisoned for alleged corruption. Bo changed constitution (approved by popular referendum) to abolish term limits. Following COVID crisis he further secured hi power. He officially instituted the Bo Xilai Thought on Chinese Socialism as new state ideology, his policy is also known as “Common prosperity” (equivalent to Xi’s Chinese Dream). Many accuse him of creating personality cult and being overall authoritarian and supressing opposition.
Leadership list since 1969
Premier: Zhou Enlai (died 1976), Deng Xiaoping (1976(1978)-1988), Li Peng (1988-1998), Jiang Zemin (1998-2008), Wen Jiabao (2008-2018), Zhou Yongkang (since 2018)
As Chairman (1959-1978), President: Liu Shaoqi (1978-1986) (died) Chen Yun (1986-1991) (not seek term), Hu Qili (1991-2001), Hu Jintao (2001-2011), Bo Xilai (since 2011)
General Secretary: Chen Yun (1969-1986) Hu Yaobang (1986-1989), Hu Qili (1989-2000), Hu Jintao (2000-2011), Bo Xilai (since 2011)
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2023.05.29 16:56 bimbo_wannabe_ [I Accidentally Joined The Mafia In South Brooklyn] Chapter 6: On The Organizational Habits of Unrested Spirits and The Taste of Demon's Blood, Part 1.

[I Accidentally Joined The Mafia In South Brooklyn] Chapter 6: On The Organizational Habits of Unrested Spirits and The Taste of Demon's Blood, Part 1.
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Becca invited me to her apartment when we made it back, sent me through the alley behind the building to keep the prying eyes at the minimum. That was fine with me as I was a lot more noticeable than I liked to be, at the moment. I had already lit a cigarette by the time she opened the back door of the stairwell to let me in. It was the last in the pack, and I'd only opened it this morning. The temperature on my phone screen had finally hit zero.
"You're gonna have to give me a second, B, I don't wanna smoke around you in your condition but I really need one."
She gave me another watery grin.
"Little too much blood in the nicotine system, huh?"
"Exactly, my young friend, exactly that."
She propped the door open and sat herself down on the ground. I could tell the high heels were starting to hurt her because she kicked them off and set them neatly to the side, though I knew the concrete had to be freezing her feet off. She tucked her skirt between her legs and sat with her back against the wall, her elbow propped on her bent knee, the other leg stretched out straight before her. It was exactly how what was left of Antoni had been sitting beside me less than two hours ago.
I was getting a little tired of all the patterns appearing in my life these days.
I flipped to my news app, as was my habit. There was an article at the top of page about the preparations the SDNY were making to get ready for the coming storm, but frankly I didn't really give a fuck so I just kept scrolling.
"Your old neighborhood is in the news, B."
"You ain't had enough bad news?" Beccs asked with a rueful laugh.
"Eh, I like to stay abreast of current events. I mean, you got me pegged, B. I'm a nosy fuck. But, uh, fifteen years on the inside, you learn that it pays to pay attention to the shit other people don't notice, cause you never know when the information you pick up is going to end up being the information you need."
She gave me a look that said she had to yield to my point.
"So what's the news from Koreatown?".
"Somebody shot a wedding up, apparently. Says seven were killed, including the bride and groom and the bride's father, as they was leaving the reception. You know, most of these names are Rhees. Ain't nobody you know, is it? Kinda feel like you've had enough death for the day, kid."
There was another look on her face, one I couldn't quite read even with all my people-watching prowess.
"Lemme take a wild stab at it. Two of those names are Rhee Seong-Min and Rhee Bong-Cha."
"Yeah," I nodded. "You do know 'em. I'm sorry, B."
She gave a low, almost rumbling, chuckle. It gave me a little shiver, not from the cold, and not one of enjoyment, either. She flashed a sign, one I'd seen her flash before, but it wasn't from any gang I knew personally, and lacking any official affiliation of my own, I'd dealt with my fair share of different gang members in the Upstate Correctional Facility. Double E's, one backwards, one forwards, three quick shakes of each hand.
"God bless old K-town. But you ain't got to worry about it. I'll not shed a tear over any of them. They's family, but they ain't exactly family, you know. I might tell you about it one day."
The last sentence had a note of finality to it, so I didn't ask any further questions in that regard, but I was still as curious as always.
"If all your family has Korean names, how the hell did you end up as Rebecca and your Dad as Sam?"
"My Dad's name is Park Kyung-Sam. Just Sam was easier to tell people and he, uh, he wanted me to have the same benefit of blending in in American society, and he liked the name Rebecca. So, Rhee Rebecca Hyo-Jin. My Mom's name was Rhee Chung-Cha, but everybody just called her ChaCha, like from Grease."
"So your Mom was the Rhee?"
She made an affirmative noise and nodded.
"She didn't exactly wanna give up her family name, and… my Dad didn't exactly give a fuck cause he was in love with her crazy ass. You know, that's where I get this from. Except my Moms, if she was still around she'd make me look like I grew up to be a calm, quiet girl."
I'd hate to see what was worse than Beccs.
"You done?" Becca asked. I nodded, tossed my cigarette into the sand-filled bucket we kept here for just that purpose. I followed B inside and we climbed the stairs to the third floor. I leaned against the wall as she pulled a ring of keys from her coat pocket and waited while she unlocked the knob and the three deadbolts on her door.
"Pretty serious about your home security, B?"
She shot me a look but didn't say anything as she opened the door. A steady beeping greeted us, and Becca stopped just inside and punched in a code on a security panel. As I stepped around her and entered the apartment, I understood why.
Do you know that part in Coming To America where Akeem comes home to his dilapidated Queens apartment and realizes Semmi has filled it with expensive furniture? Well, it was exactly like that. Becca locked the door back behind her, threw her stilettos onto the shoe rack, and hung her coat on the brass tree beside it. I did the same, removed my boots to place them on the rack as well.
"Jesus Christ, B, this place looks amazing."
There was a gray suede sectional in the center of the living room, a 152 inch Panasonic plasma bolted to the wall. The coffee table, the wool Oriental rug beneath it, and the end tables looked antique, as well as the green velvet chaise set near one window. There were three ornately-carved bookcases set against the far wall between the two windows facing the street, one filled with DVDs, and on the other two almost all the books were old and leather bound. The kitchen was open to the room, separated by a butcher block bar from the living room, all matching stainless steel appliances and black marble countertops. All along the walls were family pictures dotted between massive paintings held in golden Baroque style frames.
They were… stunning was the only word I could think to describe them. Most of them were portraits done in a slightly impressionist style, impasto if my memory served me, seemingly random strokes of thick paint that somehow managed to form the perfect images of faces and a few nudes.
"Jesus Christ, these paintings must have cost a fortune alone."
Becca stepped beside me, her arms crossed over her chest as she surveyed the painting I was looking at. It was done in mostly black and red, the image of a sleeping nude man, one arm tucked behind his head, his other draped across his stomach, his hips and legs covered with a sheet. If I touched it, I could have felt the wrinkles in the bunched fabric. There was something oddly familiar about it.
"They didn't cost shit," she answered.
That made me look away from the painting and back to Beccs.
"What the hell? Did you rob a gallery?"
"No, you mook, I painted them. They didn't cost anything but the price of the canvas and the paint, which, you know, I stole most of that from school."
"You painted them," I repeated, looking back.
As I looked closer at the canvas, I realized why it was familiar. The sleeping man was our dear friend Antoni Zabrowska. I had mistaken his tattoos for shadows, though I had to admit I had never seen him look quite so relaxed. As I glanced around the room, I realized I recognized many of the paintings. I was able to pick out her father's face, Rossi's, and I realized the model for the two female nudes was none other than Nia Bianchi. There was one of a woman in white with bloody skeletal wings that bore a strong resemblance to Becca and I imagined that was the infamous ChaCha.
"That's what I go to Columbia for. Visual Arts."
"You're a goddamn genius, B."
She scoffed.
"No, I'm fucking serious, kid. My sister collects art, and she refuses to go for the big names. Shit like this, she pays 10 to 20 grand for a painting half this size, more if it's one of the artists she likes."
Now she snorted.
"What? Your sister got a money tree?"
"No, my older sister Aurie's a writer. She wrote her first book when she was ten. She's published 20 so far, but she's got 30 or 40 more in backlog that she's still tweaking. She's kind of a perfectionist when it comes to writing, but I guess it pays off. Her books sell like fucking hotcakes everytime she puts one out, two of her series got picked up by Netflix, and Lion's Gate turned her seventh book into a movie. She even got to be involved in the productions.
"She's got a penthouse on the Upper East Side that she bought about six years ago. That's where I lived when I got out of the Upstate. Aurora, she's a fucking Saint, you know. I mean, I had a shitty PO that was up my ass every five minutes but Aurie never said a word about it. She just… always told me she was glad I was home, which, you know, was nice to hear considering that according to my grandparents I died 19 years ago. She was the one that helped me get this place down here, paid in full for a two year lease."
Becca raised an eyebrow at me.
"No offense, Tony, I can tell you're crazy about her, but she couldn't have picked a better place for you than this hell hole?"
I laughed as softly as I could, to save the muscles in my stomach.
"I picked this place myself, B. Cheapest apartment I could find in any of the boroughs, and it even had three bedrooms. I was thinking about having space for a library and a home gym."
Becca snorted.
"Yeah, it's cheap cause the fucking place is about 90 years old. Nobody's been able to get a hold of the slumlord who owns it for repairs in 8 months, but I bet you the motherfucker still collects the rent checks we deposit in his fucking bank account every month."
"Yeah, I figured that out just about as soon as I moved in, but beggars can't be choosers. Besides, Antoni always used to help me out whenever something broke."
Becca gave a small smile.
"They did that for everybody. I used to call them the apartment elves, cause instead of making shoes they were skittering around fixing fucking toilets and sinks, and rewiring burned up outlets and bringing in new refrigerators and stoves when shit broke in everybody else's places. And they bought it all with their own money. Everybody tried to pay them, but they never took a dime for any of it. Ironically enough, Pops used to talk about Antoni all the time because of all the money he'd spend over there every week. Said he had a good heart, just no good sense when it came to what was his responsibility and wasn't. You know, I had my own opinions about Antoni's heart, but I kept them to myself."
"I really wish I had paid more attention when Antoni was working on the boiler, though. Instead of just passing him tools and running my mouth."
"Yeah, you're good at that," she replied with a smirk.
"And fuck you, too, Miss Rebecca. You might be the strong type, but you're not exactly silent yourself."
She laughed.
"Make yourself comfortable. I'll be right back."
I nodded and obeyed as she exited into what I saw was the bathroom as she opened the door and closed it behind her.
The sectional was goddamned heaven, and she'd said make myself comfortable so I kicked out the recliner and leaned back. I closed my eyes for a moment and sighed, and when I opened them I nearly jumped out of my skin. I barely managed to stop myself from letting out a yell as I jerked back up to sitting.
Antoni's corpse was standing by the picture wall, looking intently at a photo of a child Becca wearing a ruffled, cream colored dress with a ribbon in her long black hair. It was the picture of her first Communion.
"Goddamn, you can't give somebody a warning before you do that?"
He neither answered me nor turned to look at me because he was using the stumps of his wrists to adjust several of the frames back straight again.
"Fucking neat freak," I laughed. "She wasn't lying."
He finally turned toward me.
You ever seen a corpse try to look annoyed when he's missing about a quarter of his face? I mean, what am I saying, you probably haven't, but suffice to say, it's pretty fucking funny. He raised his left wrist, and if he had hands, he'dve been shooting the bird.
Almost hysterical laughter burst out of me as Becca exited the bathroom.
"Least the pipes ain't frozen yet," she muttered.
She gave me a strange look.
"Who are you talking to out here? And what's so funny?"
I glanced back to Antoni, but he was gone again.
"Don't mind me, B, I'm pretty sure I got a concussion. I'm pretty much seeing pink elephants at this point." Or, you know, the mutilated corpse of my best friend, but it's probably best I leave it at elephants.
"Yeah," she answered, and crossed the room to hand me something. "Speaking of."
It was a mouth guard.
"What is this for?"
She didn't answer me, but headed to the kitchen and opened a cabinet, withdrawing a cut crystal scotch glass and then opening the refrigerator and withdrawing… two bags of blood. Nia's blood, to be exact. She unscrewed the cap at the bottom of one, punctured the seal with a fresh insulin needle, and to my supreme discomfort squeezed some into the glass. The mouth guard suddenly made sense. It was so I wouldn't break my teeth or bite my tongue off when the convulsions started and my jaw locked down from consuming demon blood.
"Oh no, B, I don't want that."
"Yeah. That's why I didn't tell you why I wanted you over here, cause I knew you was gonna be a pussy about it."
I tried one more last-ditch effort.
"You need that more than me, B."
"I can just take my next dose early, but you, you can't go down and see Ma looking like that. She's gonna ask too many questions."
That one stopped me.
"I've had enough of interrogations for one day, B."
"There ain't no interrogation when it comes to Ma. She just puts it in your head that you ain't got no choice but to tell her the truth, and you do. She's made state witnesses get up on the stand and confess their own crimes, pleading the fifth be damned."
She screwed the cap back onto the bag and carried them and the glass over to the coffee table and set them down. She walked over and opened a closet door, pulling out an IV pole with a little box attached to it, and grabbed a small cardboard box from off a shelf and what looked like a tackle box. She set it on the coffee table after she pulled the pole over to the sectional and plugged it into the wall, opened the cardboard box and removed a cassette from inside and inserted it into the box on the pole.
"What's that?"
"It's a blood warmer for rapid transfusions, so I don't go into hypothermia or hemolysis. Little bastard cost 137 thousand, but at least you can buy them online. You put a fresh cassette in every time, the blood runs through it, by the time it gets to my arm it's body temp."
She opened the tackle box and removed two fresh lines, attaching one to the bottom of the warmer and one to the top, hanging the bags of blood but not connecting the first of them yet. The top had a drip chamber with a filter, and the bottom held the flow regulator and the hypodermic needle with the cannula inside.
"You know, it's not fucking fair, B, you shouldn't have dealt with half the shit in your life that you have."
She snorted and her lips pursed with anger as she sat down beside me.
"You sound like Rossi with that shit. That's why he wouldn't let me die, said it wasn't fair. I was ready to go into hospice, fuck it, I was ready to see my Mom again. But I'll tell you the same thing I told his stupid old ass. Life ain't fair. Cause if it was I'd have my mother and my baby's father and Jimmy's ass would be the one laying in the morgue. You think it's fair you almost lost a finger because of what he ordered?"
I laughed.
"No, I actually think that's pretty fair. That's karma, B. I was usually the one doing the beating. How do you think I ended up in prison?"
She looked hard at me for a moment.
"I mean, you never told me. You were pretty open about having gone to prison, but you never said why."
"Well, I learned to be open about it. Some people get real upset when they find out they're dealing with someone who's been through the system, so I didn't really wanna go through that again. So now I just tell people up front, let them decide for themselves if they wanna deal with me or not. That way they can't throw it back in my face, say I lied to them."
Becca let out a bitter chuckle.
"So what's your story?"
"Well, we still ain't finished your story, yet, but we'll take a detour. The whole thing started my Senior year of high school. First game of the year, I blew my knee out, big as a bitch, tore everything there was to tear, shit was basically hanging on by the skin alone. Orthopedics said I had two choices, keep playing football or, retain the ability to walk on that leg, so… there went all my big dreams of college ball and making it onto the Giants."
"Linebacker?"
I nodded. "Middle linebacker. I was good at it. 6'7, 265 pounds but light on my feet, all muscle. Back then I was running 7 percent body fat, and wasn't even trying. Shit just… all came natural to me. It all blew up in my face. Shitloads of surgery and physical therapy, and then one day the pain pills stopped but the pain didn't. Everyday, every night, I was still hurting."
She nodded.
"I know about bone pain. I could always tell when I needed to up the dose when my bones started hurting. When I started out all it took was an insulin needle. Now I take so much, I'm not even sure I qualify as human. But I guess I won't be much longer. That's always been the plan. Just keep me alive till 30 and Ma's gonna make me like her. That's the preferred age for the Entrance, something to do with the Trinity."
I nodded.
"I started asking around school if anyone knew where to get some Percs but pain management keeps that shit so tight I could only get a few at a time. Not only was they expensive, it wasn't enough. I got hooked up with this kid named Alessandro, he told me if I really wanted to control the pain, he could get me something better and cheaper. He took me to meet his uncle, Colombian guy named Marco. First shot is free and it was… it was beautiful. Everybody always gets sick the first time, but I didn't. And then after that, all my free money from my after school job started going to horse, and uh, I got my last six months off school. I already had all the credits I needed from AP classes, started working full time. They didn't piss test. But, my tolerance was rising faster than my income was."
I took a deep breath.
"I'd been buying enough that Marco was offering me fronts but I never took it. So next time I went, I asked him for my usual and I asked how much it would be for two O's on the front, cause I knew a lot of other users and I was thinking of starting to sell myself. So, he told me he'd give me a pound, and we could settle up at the end of the month."
"Jesus Christ, if you were selling a pound a month you must have been making bank."
I shook my head.
"I wasn't in it for the money. I was in it to keep myself supplied. If I kept my prices right, I could use for free, and I had enough left over to pay my portion of the rent and help pay for the groceries. I got good at it, I'd take a shot, and nod out for a few minutes, then get up and start walking the streets."
Becca snorted.
"You wasn't standing on a street corner?"
"Fuck no. Too visible. I did all my business by phone. I had a burner and gave everyone the number, and when they needed some they'd give me a call and I'd meet them or they'd meet me. I had ethics. I used to have people offering me fucking blowjobs for a bag, but I always said no, shit felt wrong. All they had to do was pay me by the end of the month but, sometimes…"
She gave a grin.
"But sometimes, 'Bitch, where's my money?'"
"Yeah, sometimes people would try to skip out, so I had to apply a little pressure to persuade them to pay. I never killed nobody, it's hard as hell to get money out of a dead man. But, black a few eyes and break a few bones and suddenly they had money they didn't before. Being my size, there wasn't many of them that could fight back. But, I fucked up the wrong lowlife.
"There was this prick, he'd been dodging me for weeks. He owed me like two grand, I'd given him that much because I knew he had money, so when I finally caught up to him, I was pretty mad and, the bitch, he told me he wasn't going to pay me. Thought he was better than me, thought he could fuck me and get away with it. So I beat the mortal hell out of him, took his wallet. He had five grand in there but I figured, 3K surcharge for wasting my time."
I shook my head.
"But I should have done some better research on who I was going after. Turned out the little prick had a socialite for a mother and his Daddy was a hedge fund manager and… I'd hurt him pretty bad. First three months, not only was I dealing with DTs, I was waiting to see if they were going to add Murder to my charges. He was in a coma for that long, and when he woke up, he had to learn to walk again, how to feed himself. I beat him so bad I gave him brain damage."
"Goddamn, Tony."
"Apparently his parents knew their son's habits and knew exactly who I was, cause they went straight to the police, and two days later SWAT showed up, turned the house upside down. I smashed my phone into pieces, flushed it so they couldn't get my contacts, but I didn't think about the fact I still had the wallet with his driver's license in it. My grandparents disowned me, right then and there. I had just reupped so they caught me with 14 ounces, all it takes is 8 for Class A felony possession. I spent 13 months in Rikers, but my sister got me a good lawyer, he knew the judge and the prosecutor personally, golfed with them, so he got me a plea deal. I was looking at life in prison, but he argued that I was a good student that had made a bad mistake because of a chronic pain issue, and they were both first offenses, so if I pled guilty, agreed to go through a substance abuse program and anger management, then they'd give me the minimum sentence.
"15 years, Class A Felony Drug Possession, 3 years, Class B felony First Degree Assault, intentionally causing grievous bodily harm while in the commission of another felony. But, at my sentencing, the judge said I was a big guy, with a big anger problem. I hadn't killed anyone, but it wasn't for lack of trying. Said I was a danger to society, so when I got to the UCF, they put me in dark red."
"Supermax?"
I nodded.
"23 hours a day in a box by myself, no visitors, barely saw the guards. But, I stayed quiet, made no problems. Prison was overcrowded so I ended up with a cellmate, and I was glad to see him. It could have been Hannibal Lecter and I would have gave him a hug. He might have been a murderer but he was actually a decent guy. Him and his crew had knocked over some jewelry stores in Manhattan, last job went bad. He'd killed three cops, so he wasn't never getting out. Neither was his wife. Life in Bedford Hills."
"That's where they was gonna send me if Ma hadn't got the jury to give me a Not Guilty verdict."
I knew Becca had a tendency to get in trouble because beside the cheerleading pictures in the bodega, there was also a mugshot.
"What did you do?"
She gave a bitter chuckle again.
"Unlike you, I killed someone. 2021, this fucking crackhead tried to rob the store. He shot the customer that was in there, old guy named Mickey, killed him. He used to live in your apartment. Tried to shoot me, too, but the gun jammed and I had the aluminum baseball bat under the counter. I just started swinging. He went down, but I jumped the counter, and hit him again. Blood lust is a real thing. Once I saw he was bleeding, I wanted to see more. I beat his brains out, literally, he was dead long before the cops ever got there. Bat looked like a toothpick when I was done.
"They arrested me, and the DA himself showed up at my arraignment. Said self defense didn't apply, sent me straight up to Murder 2, requested I be denied bail because I had a passport and plenty of money so I was a flight risk. But we all knew the truth. He was still pissed that he hadn't been able to send Rossi away for longer, and I was the next best thing. Ma had to pull a lot of strings to make sure I still got my transfusions when I was in lockup. I was in Rikers for four months, had my eighteenth birthday sitting in the Singer Unit."
"Goddamned patterns," I muttered, then raised my voice again. "You, me, and Antoni all got that in common, except he wasn't like us. He was already in prison. That's what the rose meant, turned eighteen in prison. Life sentence, triple murder."
"He told you that?" She looked betrayed, so I was quick to answer.
"No, the tattoos told me that. Google is my best friend, B. That's what the skull and crossbones, and the coffins on his arm meant."
She swallowed, and nodded again.
"But, I moved down," I continued. "Went to orange when they moved me to Gen Pop, and I had friends waiting for me. Marco was very appreciative of me keeping quiet about my source at trial, so outside Abuela Bogota's was where I hung out the most. But I had friends all over. My sister was smart. She always put way more in my account than I could spend, so whenever I heard that somebody needed something, I'd go to the canteen and buy it myself and pass it to 'em. Nobody had to owe me shit. All I wanted was to be left alone, so I had people watching my back from all sides. I ended up in blue, got moved to the dormitory, started working in the kitchen, ended up running it, cause I was a 'model prisoner.'"
"You ever fool around with any of your cellmates?" Becca asked with a grin. "Cause I did."
I gave an uncomfortable laugh.
"I mean, yeah. 15 years is a long time to be alone. I don't consider myself bisexual even, but if somebody offers, you know…" I shrugged.
"I think the word you're looking for is heteroflexible. That's how Antoni referred to himself. He had a thing for you, you know."
That stopped me dead.
"You're fucking with me, B."
"Nope. He asked me once if I'd mind if he ever got the chance to hook up with you, and I told him no, as long as he didn't mind I still hooked up with my old girlfriends from high school. But he never asked you, said he loved you too much, was afraid of ruining your friendship."
"Jesus Christ," I shook my head, finally decided I needed time to process that, and moved on. "But, my last year there, Covid hit, and, I volunteered to work in the infirmary, but pretty soon the infirmary was filled, they started keeping people in the hallway, and finally they just ended up leaving them in their beds, I was all over the place. People dropping like flies. Everytime someone coughed or sneezed, everbody'd get nervous. I been smoking since I was 16, so I cough my lungs out every morning.
"People was looking at me like I was Death Incarnate. But I never caught it, not even once. And I was all around the sick, I was taking the bodies out to the truck outside the gate. Could've run but I didn't. Only had a few years left. It worked in my favor. They cut the last three years off my sentence, put me on supervised release and now, here I am, 36 years old, and just starting my adult life."
"Rossi got let out of lockup right before lockdown, poor bastard. Me, him, and my Dad all quarantined at Ma's, but of course, you know, me and Dad was essential workers so at least I got to get out of the house everyday. I graduated early, at 16, been working seven days a week since."
I glanced at the glass on the table.
"So let's get back to your story."
She shook her head, lips pursed again.
"Uh-uh, you're not wasting anymore time. Take the blood, but first," she reached out, quicker than I could even register, and used her thumbs to set my broken nose back straight.
I let out a yell, momentarily unable to see as my eyes filled with tears.
"Jesus wept, Becca, fucking hell, goddamn."
"Sorry. It would've hurt more if you'd known it was coming. Besides, you're a good looking guy, Tony, you don't wanna ruin your face."
"Thanks, B," I muttered as I pressed the toilet paper back to my freshly bleeding nose, tears streaming down my cheeks. "Need a haircut though."
"Nah, you oughta keep it. It's very The Dark Knight Joker, just black, not blonde and green."
I laughed quietly.
"Not sure that's the best association, B. A little too psychotic and violent."
She raised an eyebrow at me.
"Alright, alright. It's probably an accurate association, just a little less arson and murder." I sighed and looked at the scotch glass. "So how do I do this, B?"
"Think about it like a tequila shot. Take the shot and then slip the guard in quick. Then sit back, try to relax."
I nodded and grabbed the glass before I lost my nerve. I raised it in her direction.
"Saluti."
"Geonbae." She responded.
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2023.05.29 15:55 Gloomy_Albatross3043 Why Red Harlow is the best gunslinger in wild west media

There's a huge debate in the red dead fandom on who is the best gunslinger. Alot always say Arthur morgan, some say rdr1 John marston, and a select few such as myself who say Red Harlow.
Now Arthur Morgan is indeed an amazing gunslinger, his skills presented through out rdr2 is mind-blowing. However I feel that out of the three, he's the least skilled. I think rdr1 John is more skilled than Arthur from rdr2, I'd list why but this post isn't about John, it's about Red.
I'd say this is how I'd order the three in terms of gun skills. 3) Arthur morgan 2) John Marston 1) Red Harlow.
Red Harlow is undoubtedly in my mind the most skilled and dangerous gunslinger in not just the Red dead franchise but western media in general.
The reason why I state such a bold statement is because when you analysis Red Harlows feats in Revolver, you begin to realise how godly he really is as a gunslinger.
First of all, let's talk about Red Harlow when he was just a small child. We see that Reds childhood home was invaded by the men sent from Deigo after making a deal with Nates business partner Griffon, who sold Nate out for his own life. When they surpise attack the home, Young Red Harlow had only just began to practice his shooting with his first ever gun, yet immediately he's thrown into a huge gunfight with no prior training, but despite that Red is just killing all of the men with ease. He had no training with a gun, nor any experience in a gunfight, hell he was a literal child, yet here he is going pop pop pop and making armed men drop. Remember these men are not just dumb outlaws, they were specifically sent by deigo,(a general from the Mexican army) so these men must have had a lifetime of training, only to be shot like flies by a kid who had no training with a gun. Its obvious that Red Harlow was a born to be gunslinger, and it foreshadows his path of becoming the ultimate fighter.
Even when his parents were murdered right infront of him, Young Red went for his father's gun (which was engulfed in flames) without any hesitation or concern for his own safety, and somehow managed to hit Daren with his hand on literal fire. Red Harlow even as a child was so brave and did things that a full grown outlaw couldn't do.
However despite all this praise, Red Harlow was still a child and still needed years of training to become the god of gunslingers that he's known for. Sure enough for the rest of the game, we play Red harlow as a grownup, and instantly we realise how very very skilled and dangerous he is.
Inorder or present all of Red Harlows insane feats, I'm going to make a list of all the batshit impossibility stuff he pulled off in the game. Please keep in mind that all of these events I'm gonna list, all happen within just roughly 2 days of each other, which makes them even more impressive.
First of all, Red Harlow takes on a ruthless gang by himself at Twin Rocks. He had to fight against around 10 armed men, a very impressive feat for just one man. He goes to Widows Patch hoping for some bounty money from the gang he took down, however instead he choses to take down another big and notorious gang that took over widows patch. Red had to take on around 15 armed men in this battle all by himself, again a very impressive feat, especially when you consider that he just took on a gang before this one.
Red then goes on a train to Brimstone, on this train a huge gang attacks the train to rob it. Red has to duel a man before running ontop of the freaking train while killing tons of armed men with ease. He fights of possibly around 60 outlaws all by himself on a moving train all by himself, even more impressive.
At Brimstone Red Harlow then goes off to fight and win against 3 huge gangs with massive prices on their heads, he takes on these 3 very big and dangerous gangs all by himself. For the first one he does bump into Jack Swift who helps alittle for the first gang, but aside from that Red Harlow fights them all alone. While fighting the last gang, he duels and wins against 3 experienced outlaws. He does all of what I've said so far on this list in the exact same day.
That night, Red Harlow causes a big brawl in Brimstone saloon. Red Harlow manages to fight off against huge buff men in the saloon without a scratch on him. Afterwards he then casually takes on another gang of outlaws in the next room, which started by Red dueling one of their men. Again all I've listed so far has happened in the same day.
After Red finds out that it was General Deigo who sent those men to kill him and his parent's, he immediately sets of to take on the entire Mexican army by himself. He attacks a Fort that is guarded by trained solders and wins against a huge wagon that was described by the sheriff as "a fortress on wheels" and he does all this like its nothing. Red did have the drop on him by Daren and was imprisoned in the mine that Deigo owned which was right next to the Fort Deigo. Being freed by his cousin Shadow Wolf, Red immediately manages to escape the mine. By the way, this mine was filled with armed miners, yet he managed to escape and kill most if not all of them.
Immediately after that with his weapons back, he attacks the Fort with Shadow Wolf by his side. Red manages to kill every single armed and trained solider in the Fort, including Daren. And right after that Red went after the Mexican train where he kill tons more of Deigos men and eventually Deigo himself. So let's just pause for a moment. Red Harlow, by himself, has done ALL of what I've said so far in just a day and a half.... what the fuck.
It gets even more crazy when after he kills Deigo, he goes back into Brimstone and signs up for the battle Royal, which is the dueling competition. Red Harlow faces against gunslingers like Mr Kelley, who is actually just as fast as Arthur Morgan. And Red manages to out duel Kelley and win. Please also note that in the book, the Sheriff himself states that "being better than most won't cut it, you have to be the best to win" and Red Harlow was the man who won the duel tournament.
Right after this, Red Harlow with Annie and Jack Swift go after Governor Griffon in his massive white house. This place was armed to the teeth with trained soldiers, and Red just casually kills them all. Red even manages to protect Jack for 2 minutes while he was unlocking the front door, protecting Jack from tons and tons of armed soldiers who are trying to kill Red and Jack.
Ofcourse Red manages to kill everyone and duels the Governor in the end, who is possibly just as fast if not faster than rdr1 John. Red rides off into the sunset with his new scorpion revolver from Griffon, satisfied with his revenge.
Red Harlow, basically all alone in this entire game, managed to do ALL OF THIS SHIT in just 2 days...
Red Harlow possiblely killed hundreds and hundreds of armed men in just 2 days. Red Harlow dueled and won again some of the greatest gunslingers in the franchise, he could kill abunch of men within a second before they could draw leather, he took on the biggest and most dangerous gangs in the series like it was nothing, and he did all of that in 2 days...
Now Arthur Morgans feats and John Marstons feats are very very impressive, however those feats happen within possibly weeks. Red Harlow managed to do so much more in so less time.
Red Harlow has to be the best gunslinger, he just has to be. I'm sorry if this is too long I just wanted to share my opinion on this subject.
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2023.05.29 13:20 Black_Hazard_YABEI Tentative Plot Preview of my Amourshipping fic (Pokemon A/S) Version 1.1

Fanfic name: Pokemon A(sh)/S(erena)
--------------------Continuity and Placement-----------------
After 1 years of MPM Epsiode 11
For Liko and Roy: Somewhere After Pokemon Horizon Epsiode 6-8 and it's subject to change
--------------------Character settings--------------------
Main Cast: XY Gang (Ash, Serena, Clemont, Bonnie) + OG Gang (Misty, Brock) + Gary Oak
Everyone will receive the Mega Evolution
Gary Oak become Professor before the fic starts.
Dawn become Top Coordinator before the fic starts.
May and Dawn will become Serena's rival.
Chloe is May, Dawn and Serena's apprentice
Pokemon Master scaling from best to worst: Ash >>>> Leon > all 6 Masters
Pokemon Coordinator scaling from best to worst : Dawn = May >< Serena > Chloe > Miette > Drew = Zoey
Pokemon Performer scaling from best to worst :Serena > May > Dawn > Aria > Chloe > Miette> Jessie


--------------------Change from Anime in this fanfic--------------------
-Ash:
**-**Serena:

-While Bond Transformation is exclusive to Greninja in anime ,in this fanfic bond transformation can also be accessed if the Trainer have unusual high relationship with their Kalos Starter (might subject to change in future) such as Serena-Delphox and Clemont-Chesnaut

-Clemont's Chespin will evolve to Chesnaught because of some Lab accident which also blow up the Prism Tower(lol!)
-Up to 6 on hand Pokemon Limit still applys here, but can use some device to replace members in their party as they wish before entering battle, and it can be bypassed by simply befriend with other pokemon rather than caught them in pokeball
-Introduce various of team finisher move which will not be considered as one of the "4 moves"
-4 moves limit are still applies here, but trainers can bypass it by create their very own charge move on their pokemon
-Trainers can use all 6 pokemon at the same time
-Features tons of OC enemy, pokemon or the antagionist that are neither Pokemon nor Humans.
-Bonnie will become part of the team instead of Tagalong Kid and use squishy to help saves the day more often.
-Clemont will become more successful Scientist because he now got the more competent assistant (Clembot MKIII and his Chesnaught)
-Clembot will be upgraded to Clembot MKIII in this fic
-Arceus become way more loyal to Ash into the point that will makes Arceus angry enough to personally
--------------------Miscellaneous--------------------
Everyone will have their official age +1, except Ash who is still stucking at 10 years old (There'll be the story arc which explains why Ash was still 10 years old)
Team rocket trio will be sent to jail at ending of Team Rocket Arc because I feels like they're superfluous in the fanfic. But they might return if I can make use of them and appears as reformed person because they're not entirely bad person I think
Liko and Roy will appear as side characters
Greninja will be actively used, but there'll be few chapter where Ash didn't bring his greninja in his party
Almost everyone will get Mega evolution
Serena will move to Pallet Town and live with Ash, while Clemont, Bonnie and Meyer will temporary living with Ash as well
Calem will appears in this fanfic as cameo alongside with Serena's Game counterpart) , who will appears with Anime Serena at the same time
I might consider to make the Pearlshipping Side Story which will take place before
--------------------Arc 1: The dream begins and reunion (ep 1-6)--------------------
Type: Storytelling, Action, Romance, Amour
Ash recieved the invite that will makes him reunite with his girlfriend, but he must deal with the plant from giant rock which will eventually not only makes him reunite with his girlfriend, but also reassamble the entire XY cast and makes the story looks like XY sequel (lol!)
Episode 1: Story begins with Ash saw the nightmare where the world being destroyed and even Arceus unable to do anything about it. Then Ash wake up and he just realized that he was invited to see the Pokemon Contest final (Serena Vs Aria) in Kalos, but when Ash went to Kalos, he saw his Greninja being unconscious because of being overworked for cutting wood so many years non stop without taking any break (Lol!)
Episode 2: It's only 1 hours before Pokemon Contest final starts, Ash had sent his Greninja into Pokemon center. Meanwhile Bonnie and Clemont calls Ash that the plant from Giant Rock had nearing the Luminse City. Ash and Lucario attempt to sense where's the source of those plant are but unable to. Meanwhile at this time, Greninja had been fully recovered and returns to Ash!
Episode 3: Greninja had been recovered! With Greninja's help, Ash was finally able to find the source of the Giant Rock- on underground. Clemont used the newly devloped drill to make the tunnel so that Ash (with Pikachu, Lucario and Greninja), Clemont (with Luxray) and Bonnie (With squishy) will able to reach the underground and saw the core of those plants. With the combined effort of Pikachu, Lucario, Greninja, Luxray and Squishy, they was able to destroy the core and stopping the Giant Rock plant once and for all.
Episode 4: After the Giant Rock Plant Core had been Destroyed, Ash had found that the Pokemon Contest final had already begin. Ash was tried to reach Pokemon Contest as soon as possible. At first, Aria's excellent Contest skills makes Serena begin to self-doubt if she could made it, but Ash was eventally managed to arrives and cheers Serena, allowing Serena to unlock Bond Transformation on Her Delphox to become Serena-Delphox and become Kalos Queen (Yes, I made her Kalos Queen that early because I have struggle to write Pokemon Contest chapters)
Episode 5: At last, Ash and Serena had finally reunion! To celebrating Serena become Kalos Queen, Ash was going to buy the new clothes for Serena as suprise gift so that Serena can put her Blue Ribbon back on her chest, but Ash have struggle to do so because Ash know nothing about clothing style, but thanks to Diantha's help, Ash was eventally able to find the clothes that fits Serena and fits her Blue Ribbon.
Episode 6: Ash and Serena say goodbye to Miette, Diantha and May and moved to Pallet town. But at the next day, they found themselves had been trapped inside the crowd as both are now become the celebrity and all of the billboard had their own face! Diantha will teach Ash and Serena must find the way to move around in public
--------------------Clemont single chapter (ep 7)--------------------
Type: Storytelling, Action, Humor
I made this chapter so that I can give Clemont bond transformation form
Episode 7: Clemont was devloping the devloution device which allows the Pokemon to devolve if they accidentally evolved against their will. However, like most of Clemont's device, his devlution device went malfunction and begin to explode and accidentally fully evolved his Chespin into Chesnaught as well! Everyone was managed to escape, but the explosion was so huge that it blows half of the Prism Tower, leaving them homeless and have to temporary move to Pallet town to live with Ash until the Prism Tower had been fully restored. Meanwhile, Xerosic managed escaped from jail and separated Clemont from Bonnie and Meyer. Xerosic's power protector easily overpowers all of his pokemon and his chesnaught! Xerosic was teasing that Clemont's science is terrible, but Clemont determination that the science was supposed to be used for justice allows his chesnaught to unlock the bond transformation to become Clemont-chesnaught, allowing Clemont to defeat Xerosic and sent Xerosic back to jail. Unfortunately, Xerosic was managed to damage the Prism Tower which forcing Clemont, Bonnie and Meyer to living in Ash's house temporarily until the Prism Tower had been rebuilt.
-------------------Ash pidgeot single chapter (ep 8)--------------------
Type: Action
Despite Ash's pidgeot had officially returned to Ash, it's another questions of how long can his pidgeot live with his trainer.....
Episode 8: Tons of Fearow had invaded and caused the huge chaos in Pallet town and steals Serena's blue ribbon! Ash's Pidgeot had found that those Fearow are came from Viridian Forest. Ever since Pidgeot had reunited with Ash, those Fearow had rapidly reproduce, quickly take over the Viridian Forest and begin to spread out of nowhere! Those Fearow demands Ash's Pidgeot in exchange for those Pidgey and Pidgeotto's life and the Blue Ribbon. Ash and Pidgeot arrived Viridian Forest but those Pidgey and Pidgeotto told them not to leave his Pidgeot here because they thinks that the Pidgeot was belong to Ash and Ash refuse to leave his Pidgeot here. Those Fearow now attempt to hurt those Pidgey and Pidgeotto and ate the Blue Ribbon! Ash Mega Evolved his Pidgeot to fight against those Fearow but being slowly outnumbered by those Fearow. On the verge of Ash's Pidgeot's defeat, those Pidgey and Pidgetto had evolved into Pidgeot and helps Ash's Pidgeot to defeat those Fearow and give Ash back the Blue Ribbon, ending those Fearow's threat once and for all! Ash and his Pidgeot was bid farewell to those Pidgeot and give the Blue Ribbon back to Serena, now Ash's Pidgeot can live with Ash forever!
--------------------Ash single chapter (ep 9)--------------------
Type: Adventure
Ash will caught Dunsparce in this episode
Epsiode 9: After 27 years of failure, Ash had finally caught his most longed wanted Dunsparce ! (which will later evolve into the rare 3 segment dundunsparce by TM him Hyper Drill)

--------------------The Muted Princess of Hoenn Arc (ep 10-12)--------------------
Type: Adventure, Humor
May, the Princess of Hoenn had been diagnosed spasmodic dysphonia and become inability to speak like Red) did! Meanwhile, Ash and Serena being sent to Hoenn in very funny way and reunited with May and Max! This epsiode also features

Epsiode 10: Team Rocket trio caught Ash's Pikachu once again! Ash jump to the Team Rocket ballon to save Pikachu while having Serena caught his feet, but Ash had end up makes the Team Rocket ballon explodes and sent Ash, Pikachu and Serena to Hoenn! (lol!). May and Max meet Ash and Serena once again and was surprised why Ash would hugging Serena so tight and lying on the ground (lol)! Ash and Serena attempt greets May and Max but May didn't speak and respond with sign language! Max then told Ash and Serena's sad news about May become inability to speak because of the spasmodic dysphonia! Knowing that Jirachi will took 980 years to become useable again, Max decided to find which pokemon can cure May.
Serena will get Absol in this epsiode
Epsiode 11: While May and Max was staying at their home to find if there's any pokemon to makes May can speak again, Ash and Serena went outside and saw the Absol laying down outside and end up seriously injured.
Epsiode 12: After Serena caught Absol, Max had found that the only way to makes May can speak again is to find the Unown, and Molly is the only person who can use Unown to make May speaks again. Ash, Serena, May and Max went to greenfield and found Molly to use unown to spell "May Speak" so that May can speak again
------------------Arc 3: Team Rocket invasion (ep 13-21)--------------------
Type: Action
XY/XYZ cast had finally reassambled! But let's not forget about that they must deal with the very first and longest lasting villain organization-Team Rocket!
Epsiode 13: Gary had reunited with Ash, where former had become the Pokemon Professor. Gary brings Ash and Serena to visit the extension of Professor Oak's laboratory (Clemont and Bonnie was here too!). Meanwhile, Giovanni had arrived the laboratory and defeated Professor Oak. Gary came out and fight against Giovanni once again and.....lose once again. Meanwhile, the Team Rocket Grunts kidnapped Professor Oak while they're battling and Giovanni had left the laboratory!
Epsiode 14: Giovanni kidnapped Professor Oak to Team Rocket base to make Professor Oak works for him. Ash and Gary was thinking about how to save Giovanni. Meanwhile, the Team Rocket trio appears once again and attempt to steal his Pikachu, but Misty and Brock arrives and saves Ash's Pikachu. Ash respond with a heavy heart as Ash aware that this might be their last time to prepare for trouble as Ash had decided to destroy Team Rocket once and for all (Yes, he feels sympathy for those Team Rocket Trio because he aware that Team Rocket Trio have heart) and Ash's pikachu sent Team Rocket Trio flying once again like usual!
Epsiode 15: Thanks to Clemont's science, Ash, Misty, Brock and Gary was able to track down the location of Team Rocket base. Clemont gives Ash the device which allows Ash to freely switch his Pokemon party anywhere and anytime. Ash, Misty, Brock and Gary went to Team Rocket base while leaving Serena, Clemont and Bonnie at Ash's house. Ash, Misty, Brock and Gary charging towards Team Rocket Base and begin the final battle against Team Rocket!
Epsiode 16: Ash, Misty, Brock and Gary fight against thousands of Team Rocket Grunts who "Welcomed" them. But they slowly outnumbered by those Team Rocket Grunts and they realized that those Team Rocket Grunts are here to buying Giovanni's time! Misty and Brock decided to stay here and clean the road for Ash and Gary to reach Team Rocket Base! Meanwhile, Professor Oak had been tied into the chair which extract his knowledge about the pokemon.
Epsiode 17: Ash and Gary was finally managed to find Giovanni and Professor Oak. Giovanni transfer his consciousness into the Armored Mewtwo (this Mewtwo is different from the first movie one and it's nothing more than Giovanni's new body) while Gary was going to save Professor Oak. Serena, Clemont and Bonnie saw the news about Ash is fighting Armored Mewtwo and decided to head to Team Rocket base together with the help of met Korrina, Alain and Diantha. Meanwhile, Ash had been defeated by Giovanni and being tied outside the Team Rocket base!
Epsiode 18: Clemont, Bonnie and Serena met Korrina, Alain and Diantha to rescue Ash, but being interrupted by the artifical pokemon army. Meanwhile Giovanni was about to end Ash's life, but being stopped by Gary. Inside Ash's mental world, Aaron was teaching Ash to master Aura power. After Ash mastered the Aura power, Ash breaks free with his newly mastered Aura power and team up with Gary to fight against Giovanni.
Epsiode 19: Thanks to Ash and Gary's excellent teamwork, in addition of Ash's mastered Aura power, Giovanni had been easily defeated and Giovanni's mewtwo armor had been teared apart. At the same time, Misty, Brock, Serena, Clemont, Bonnie, Korrina, Alain and Diantha had defeated al of the grunts and artifical pokemon army and reunited with Ash and Gary. Meanwhile, Giovanni still refused to give up, he used the knowledge that being extracted from Professor Oak to create the gigantic ultimate pokemon called Chimera. Giovanni insert his consciousness into Chimera and razed half of Pallet Town into ground!
Epsiode 20: Despite the combined effort of Ash, Gary, Misty, Brock, Serena, Clemont, Bonnie, Korrina, Alain and Diantha, Chimera was proven too much for those heroes to handle! Chimera then begin to cover the entire sky with the black smoke which will slowly turns all pokemon all over the world into shadow pokemon! Seems there's nothing to stop him, the real mewtwo appears and helps those hero to fight against Chimera. Meanwhile, Ash's Greninja was managed to use his extrasensory to emulate almost all of Pokemon moveset while his Lucario's aura power had been enchanced which allows his Lucario to create the spirit bomb sized aura sphere. Ash, his pikachu, Greninja and Lucario eventally able to blown Chimera to pieces and sent Giovanni's consciousness back to his human body. Ash came in front of Giovanni and about to kills him with Aura sphere, but Serena, and later the newly arrived Team Rocket Trio pleding Ash not to. Following Giovanni, Team Rocket Trio and rest of Team Rocket member being arrested, Team Rocket had finally being taken down for good. Korrina, Alain and Diantha say goodbye to Ash, Gary, Misty, Brock, Serena, Clemont and Bonnie as Korrina, Alain and Diantha head back to Kalos. Ash and Team Rocket Trio made the promise that they'll be travel together once the Team Rocket Trio served their sentence
Epsiode 21: Few days after Team Rocket being taken down, Ash, Gary, Misty, Brock, Serena, Clemont and Bonnie made the celebration for that.
--------------------Arc 4: Ash being dense shell (ep 22-24)--------------------
Type: Storytelling, Action, character building, emotion
The world had back to it's peace following the shut down of Team Rocket. However, Ash's dense shell kick in ane he'll will learn the the hard way about what will happen for being dense shell
Epsiode 22: Ever since Ash become much stronger since the Team Rocket fight, he begin to become arrogant and addicted in Pokemon Battle! (Yes, typical dense shell Ash for ya) He begin to refuse other people's help and even end up having Quarrel with Serena! Ash ragequit his house and being attacked by Damian, who is looking for revenge of his charamder's betrayal. Despite Ash become lot stronger since they last met, Damian's newly obtained Psychic power and his Charizards army (Mega charizard X and Y, Gigantmaxed Charizard and Shadow Charizard that Damian created with his Psychic power) was proven even more ahead of Ash, but Ash's bond between pokemon quickly turns the table! While Ash was about to defeat Damian, his Pikachu suddenly unleashed the large amount of power and went berserk!
Epsiode 23: Having his pikachu went berserk, Ash had slowly realized that he's only care about Pokemon and become megalomaniac had corrupted his bond with pikachu! He begin to feels sorry about how he treat his friends especially Serena. Ash was later apogoized to Serena and his friends and slowly reconcile with each other and discuss how to bring his pikachu back to control. With the combined effort of Serena and his friends, Ash was eventually able to bring his pikachu back to sense.
Episode 24: Those evil Malamar had finally returned to present and attempt to brainwash Ash and Serena once again, but Clemont used his device to prevent the brainwash from happening! *Ash and Serena was quickly blows those evil Malamar into ashes but the energy crystals absorbs those evil Malamar's body and activated and quickly defeated all of their pokemon except Pikachu. That energy crystals attempt to shoot laser on ground and Ash have only pikachu left to stop that energy crystal! Ash's feelings resonance with pikachu which allows pikachu utilized that power once again to *create the deadly new move for pikachu: Ragnerok!
--------------------Single Pokeshipping chapter (ep 25)--------------------
Type: Story telling, Action
Misty must find the balance between traveling with Ash and her gym.
Episode 25: Misty had been tired of her having to do all three jobs from her 3 Irresponsible sisters, which making her leave her gym behind and went to Ash's house. Ash was suprised how Misty would willing to give up her gym for that Meanwhile, Damian hijacked Misty's gym and kidnapped Daisy, Lily, and Violet, to demands Misty in exchange her gym and her sisters. Ash and Misty worked together to defeat Damian and saved all 3. Misty's 3 sisters apogoized for over-reliance the gym operation to Misty alone and promised Misty that they'll become more responsible for their gyms. Misty give her gym back to her sisters and says goodbye to them.
--------------------------------------Planned Future story Arc:--------------------------------------
Pokemon Contest Arc (Mittie vs Serena) or:
Wallce Cup Arc(May vs Dawn, Chloe vs May, Chloe vs Dawn, Dawn vs Serena) or:
countine the romance amour with Ash arc: (Should I? But I really suck at writing those)
--------------------------------------Oizys Arc (adopted from this one shot): --------------------------------------
Type: Action, Deconstruction Fic, drama, passion, Original Story, Fantasy, Meta
Warning: Starting at this Arc, the typical Amour and even anime Pokemon logic will be thrown out the window and replaced with the original plot that you might not asked for!
Warning: This Story Arc features with full of ridiculousness, rather dark story, in-face towards TPC and filled with heavy irony and even fourth wall break etc. Please watch at your discretion! If you want something closer to Pokemon Anime, skip to Paldea Arc.
Ash teachs Goh how to take care of Pokemon, but Goh's dark side came to manifest as its own entirely separate, physical entity called Oizys, Goh's evil counterpart who is the psychopath pokemon hunter (a parody of many chinese amourshipping fic features with Goh as antagionist), Goh was paralyzed with fear after witnessing his evil counterpart's cruelty and end up in coma for a while. Oizys steal all Serena's pokemon, all Ash's ace (including his Greninja) and almost managed to steal his pikachu but his pikachu managed to free all of Ash's ace and Serena's pokemon, Ash and Serena got the upper hand and defeats Oizys, but Ash being posessed by Oizys in front of Serena's eyes and defeated almost every single Ash's traveling partner, all 7 Pokemon Masters , Gary Oak and Serena. But Serena was eventally managed to free Ash from Oizys control. After defeating Oizys, Goh finally wake up and learned the harsh lesson about how to take care of his pokemon.

--------------------------------------gossip Arc (adopted from this one shot): --------------------------------------
Type: Deconstruction Fic, drama, Original Story, Break Fourth Wall, humor
Warning: Another original plot which full of ridiculousness, filled with heavy irony and even fourth wall break sans Action. Please watch at your discretion! If you want something closer to Pokemon Anime, skip to Paldea Arc.
Ash and Serena must find a way to debunk various of the fake news (like Liko is Ash and Serena's daughter) that damaging their reputations and free Liko from being cyberbullied. In addition, they'll also met Nemona for first time who will later join Ash's team.
--------------------------------------"Shipping War" Arc (adopted from This one shot): --------------------------------------
Warning: This Story Arc features with full of ridiculousness, rather dark story, in-face towards TPC and filled with heavy irony and even fourth wall break etc. Please watch at your discretion! If you want something closer to Pokemon Anime, skip to Paldea Arc.
Type: Deconstruction Fic, drama, Original Story, Break Fourth Wall, humor
The giant blue bird had makes Serena and Misty , all Ash's female travel companion and even all humans in pokemon kills each other until there's only 1 left against their will! Ash was able to free all of his friend before any tragic happens but that giant blue bird absorbed Serena and begin to spread all over the world! The only way to save Serena is to have Ash insert the feelings toward Serena into the water shuriken to open the hole out of Twitter's physical body so that Ash can save Serena.
--------------------------------------Ash's 10 years old truth Arc Prequel (adopted from this one shot**):**--------------------------------------
Type: Deconstruction Fic, drama, Original Story, Amour, Break Fourth Wall, romance, character building, Action
Warning: Another original plot which full of ridiculousness, rather dark story, in-face towards TPC, filled with heavy irony and even fourth wall break! Please watch at your discretion! If you want something closer to Pokemon Anime, skip to Paldea Arc.
After Ash and Serena discovered the truth about Ash's being cursed with eternal 10 years old which might potentially eventally wipe away his character development and revert him back to the 10 years old stupid dense shell like in Uvona, Ash and Serena got psychological shadow and escape from reality by living in their own dream and refuse to wake up. However, Ash and Serena would eventually overcome their fear and . It'll also features with the cameo appearance of Calem and Game Serena.
--------------------------------------Fanfic Flashback Special Single Epsiode--------------------------------------
Type: Crossover, Flashback
After Calem being freed from Camel's possessing, Ash, Serena, Calem and Serena (Game) will meet each other and share their life experience before sending Calem and Serena (Game) back to their own universe.
--------------------------------------Paldea Arc: --------------------------------------
Type: Adventure, Humor, amour
Finally the story Arc that closer to Pokemon Anime rather than those edgy fourth wall break meta fic bullshit!
Ash, Serena, Clemont, Bonnie, Misty, Brock, Gary (Should I put Goh and Chloe as well?) will go to Paldea to travel, they'll meet Roy , Liko and Friede for first time and Nemona will join Ash's team. They'll later met Steven and receive the Tera Orb which allows them to Terastalize their pokemon. Ash will got 2 new) Pokemon) in this Arc, might consider to give Misty Quaxly in this Arc.
Warning: Starting at this Arc, the typical Amour and even anime Pokemon logic will be thrown out the window and replaced with the original plot that you might not asked for!
--------------------------------------Tobias Arc:--------------------------------------
Type: Deconstruction Fic, drama, Original Story, Amour, Break Fourth Wall, romance, Amour, character building, Action
Warning: This Story Arc features with full of ridiculousness, rather dark story, in-face towards TPC and filled with heavy irony and even fourth wall break etc. Please watch at your discretion!
Tobias was revealed to be the "Ash's dream crusher", so strong that not even the combined effort of 7 Pokemon Master can stop him! This Arc features with the return and the final battle against Oizys and Damian.
--------------------------------------Ash's 10 years old Arc: --------------------------------------
Type: Deconstruction Fic, Original Story, Amour, Break Fourth Wall, romance, Humor
Warning: This Story Arc features with full of ridiculousness, rather dark story, in-face towards TPC and filled with heavy irony and even fourth wall break etc. Please watch at your discretion!
Last Story Arc where Ash is still 10 years old
Ash finally defeated Tobias, but Ash's 10 years old curse had finally reverted Ash back to the tough dense shell. Ash's friend and Serena must find the way to break that curse to stop Ash from being 10 years old and bring the mature Ash back.

--------------------------------------Oshi no Ko crossoveIdol industry dark truth Arc:--------------------------------------
Type: crossover, drama, Break Fourth Wall, Humor
Warning: This Story Arc features with full of ridiculousness, rather dark story, heavy irony, fourth wall break etc. Please watch at your discretion!
Ash finally grown up! Serena was being invited to went to Japan for the performance but eventually rejected after she discovered the shocking, ugly truth of the idol industry in Japan. Officer Jenny gives the secret mission for Ash, Team Rocket Trio (served their sentence), Latias and Team Rocket Trio's Ditto will camouflage as Serena, Dawn, May and Chloe to sneak into those idol industry and debunk the dirty act in idol industry in Japan, while the real Serena, Dawn, May and Chloe will appeals to her fans all over the world to boycott such dirty act in idol industry in Japan.
--------------------------------------TBA Arc--------------------------------------
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2023.05.29 08:21 PrizeSea3949 Twisted metal mini 2012 round 1

Welcome to Twisted metal mini 2012. With 4 teams of vehicles battling for a prize.
Each team having 3 vehicles driven by one of there members, this will be interesting.
Let the first battle begin
Arena: Boggs Canyon
Option 1
Driver Name: Eliza Rosewood
Appearance: a tall (6 foot 2) woman with dark red hair and dark skin she wears a rastacap a tye dye shirt torn jeans and sandals she has two tattoos one of a raspberry crown (the wasp) on her left shoulder and on her stomach just above her belly button the ying Yang sign
Gang: The Naturalists (A Group of eco terrorists most of them have tattoos of the Ying Yang symbol and long hair)
Backstory: Mary owns a free love community that was destroyed during a twisted metal tournament infuriated by the tournament she gets together the cars of her hippy friends and began to modify them for a war against the tournament
Vehicle 1: Fungus Vehicle type: VW Campervan with flowers and peace symbols painted all over it Special: Spore bombs from a rare breed of mushroom growing in fungus can be thrown they explode on contact
Vehicle 2: Flower Power Vehicle type: 1959 Volvo PV544 Special: Flower of Power: A giant flower that seeks out her victim and delivers a powerful, pollinated blast.
Vehicle Hornet Vehicle type: Alfa Romeo 2000 GT Velonce Special: Hornet deploys special stinger middles that look like wasps to track and sting oppents
Option 2
Driver: Michaelangelo Castillo (hispanic name, Floridian soul since he's pretty unhinged.)
Appearance: think of Inosuke from Demon Slayer with some kickass sunglasses, black jeans, red shirt and a badass leather jacket, oh, and his hair is orange and black instead of blue, and always has the meanest stank look, only when he drives.
Attitude: absolute berserk behind the wheel, but chill, funny kinda guy when he's not going 390 MPH, really enjoys blasting loud Metal whenever he drives, and is a pretty good chef for whatever reason.
Gang: Metal Maniacs (YES, THOSE.)
Backstory: (cant think of one yet, i do have an alternate one but it dosent fit the context at all.)
Vehicle 1: a Spinebuster clone, but without the cut fenders and large furnace on the side, also has a Killswitch Engage sticker on the rear, right on top of the exhausts.
Special: Ripping Bullets
a giant chainsaw busts out of the top of the front bumper and 2 chainguns come out the sides, the chainsaw can move up and down to make a clean cut right through its enemies
Vehicle 2: Boombox
A Hummer H2 painted in dark blue and yellow with a snowplow mounted on the front, with twin side exhaust and a gigantic V8 blower sticking out the hood.
Special: Ear Murderer
A large set of 30 something speakers flip out of the rear end and play staggeringly loud music (Metal to be more specific.) that sends shockwaves and can be heard for miles, the closer you get to the enemies, the harder you sting the living f*ck out of them.
Vehicle 3: Firestorm
Twinduction, the HW Fantasy model, with 2 machine guns incorporated into the intakes, black paint, flame paintjob like Razor's mustang from NFS MW and a thick red tear running across the top with white outlines, the car also runs on NASCAR type rims and has Redlines on the tires.
Special: Raining Pain
2 miniguns break out the sides, the twin induction on the front turns into a fucking RPG launcher, a giant rusty spear comes out of the front, 2 chainsaws come out where the headlights are and a set of 5 missiles come out the top, how are they supposed to be used? I dont fucking know do i? Its called raining pain because its supposed to be fired at random so you hit not only one but nearly every other competitor out in the field, so, launch top missiles first, they'll scatter around and lock on to a random enemy, use the Rpg launcher and miniguns to hit 2 other enemies, use the spear to ram the enemy's car and harpoon it right in front of you, blast it to smithereens with the RPGs and use the chainsaws to slice and dice what is left.
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