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2023.03.31 17:36 Fishie_Scramble Volunteer or internship opportunities for prevet?

Im not sure if this is the right subreddit to ask this on, but if not then let me know so I can remove my post. I’m currently a college student and interested in becoming a veterinarian in the future. I was wondering if there are any emergency hospitals or animal clinics in Orange County that anyone has volunteered or internship at before. If so would you please let me know? Thank you to anyone who comments or can share some information :)
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2023.03.31 17:36 StepwiseUndrape574 Rockstar Games teases new details about GTA 6 at gaming conference

Exciting news for fans of the Grand Theft Auto series, as Rockstar Games has teased new details about GTA 6 at a recent gaming conference. While the company has been tight-lipped about the highly anticipated game, this latest announcement has given fans hope that more information is on the horizon.
According to sources, Rockstar Games has been quietly working on the game for several years now, and is eager to show off what they've been working on. While no release date has been announced, fans are eagerly awaiting any new information about the game's setting, characters, and mechanics.
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2023.03.31 17:36 shameikababy I am so tired of being ugly

Pretty privilege is real and those who say it isn’t are those who haven’t experienced mistreatment just because of their appearances. I have never been the type of person to care about my face, alam ko since bata palang ako na hindi pasok yung face ko sa beauty standards, and that has never bothered me. But now, even just little comments and actions from friends and family seems to affect me a lot. Like my friends telling me that they could never see me dating anyone and laughing at candid pics of me where nothing funny is occurring and it’s only just my normal face and cousins straight up saying that I am ugly in front of my face or that my face looks old, additionally I have never received a single compliment about my face in my life and it genuinely makes me sad. People have told me that what people think about my face doesn’t matter and I should only focus on myself, the thing is I don’t feel pretty and I have never felt pretty in my life, that is the main problem. I started getting into make-up and skincare but despite having pounds of make-up on my face I still don’t feel pretty and I feel like people ridicule me for wearing make-up. In the context of how people treat me, I can tell that I am treated differently from people who are more attractive because they are more kind to them. Attractive people will always be more favored, will always have the opportunities, and be taken more seriously. I hope someday I wake up and don’t have to worry about this anymore.
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2023.03.31 17:36 slp_apraxia More than 50% investment return?

Are you familiar sa 50% investment return? Hindi ko alam kung anong tawag sa ganyan. Obviously, this is a scam.
For context, Nag retire yung father ko this year and may makukuha siyang cash this month na huling source of income na niya and sakin na siya aasa pag naubos yun. He is planning to invest it to someone na nangangako na ibabalik sakanya yung 10% every month for a span of 6 months tapos after 6 months, ibabalik ng buo yung ininvest na money. So parang 60% return yung pangako.
For clarity, and paliwanag is pag nag invest kami kumwari ng 1M, makakatanggap kami ng 100k for 6 months so that's 600k in total + ibabalik yung nainvest na 1M. After that, pwede daw mag invest ulit para kumita.
This sounds BS sakin at napaka imposible in any way pero di ko na sila mapigilan kasi super close family friend yung nagaalok and grabe sila mag tiwala. Nasa tamang pagiisip pa naman ako para madetect na kalokohan yung return. Or baka may ganung klaseng investment talaga? If meron, can someone explain how it works.
Asking anyone who are familiar kung ano yung tawag sa ganitong klaseng scams para sana maresearch ko and mapaliwanag sakanila yung risk.
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2023.03.31 17:35 tuytutu Transitioning project-based business to Xero: benefits over a spreadsheet?

I am helping a client who has a lot of project based work. At the moment we do everything via spreadsheets. I am considering transitioning the client to Xero, but want to know if all of the functionality we currently have will be just as easily available on Xero.
This is what we currently do:
- The client is an interior designer and buys a lot of furniture/decor for the project. Initially she charges her client an invoice which includes the estimate for the furniture (charged at cost) plus her fees
- She then purchases all the items and keeps track of all payments/refunds in the sheet (see here)
- At the end of the project she needs to charge the client any extra spent on furniture
- She also needs to check that all refunds were received
- She also needs to collect all VAT invoices from suppliers
I know this is all quite straightforward but I just wonder if it's easier in a spreadsheet than Xero. Xero is better at making sure we don't miss any purchases and thus undercharge the client. Being able to reconcile with bank accounts easily is the main draw.
However, what about things like chasing VAT invoices from suppliers? In our sheet we can see who to chase at a glance, and can very quickly mark as 'requested' or 'received'. Is this something that Xero can do easily? And what about our other processes?
Edit: Another thing we can do on our sheet is add items that we might already have in stock to the project total. This isn't associated with a bank transaction but we can add a value so that the client is charged for it. Is this doable in Xero?
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2023.03.31 17:35 smatt1219 Melissa is truly a wolf in sheep’s clothing

Can I just say, Im watching back RHONJ from season 1 and wow, just started season 3 and idk if I can keep going. It’s clear Melissa hates Teresa and talks shit on her every chance she gets. Also Melissa sisters are being so bitchy to Teresa too (yeah no wedding invite for you obviously it’s not been well for years). But here’s the thing, I think Joe Gorga is the real problem. It’s obvious he blames Teresa for not feeling love from his parents. He takes that out on Teresa, meanwhile there’s Melissa who blindly takes her husbands side and talks shit and throws shady shit at Teresa and Joe just lets her. I cant imagine allowing my significant other talk trash about my sibling, especially in such a catty and superficial way. And Teresa is forgiving towards her brother, she can’t see he is the real issue so she takes out her frustration on Melissa! Just a vicious cycle. But Melissa is the real villain here, she wants her 15 minutes and will let her husband and his family tear themselves apart over it and she’s the one benefiting. Just sick. ALLLLL her and Joe talk about is Teresa. It’s truly exhausting. Get a life.
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2023.03.31 17:35 ThrowRA2654 I [M32] have been financially supporting myself and my [F32] wife for years.

I'll keep this as concise as possible. I've been with my partner for over 10 years at this point. She's my best friend, the easiest person to exist around, and the person I desire to be around the most. We were both working relatively low paying jobs at the time we met, but over the years, my salary has risen significantly, while my wife's multiple jobs have been stagnant ever since. about two years ago we were financially stable enough to buy our first home, so we did.
Since then, she's gone through 3 jobs, and is now jobless. She suffers from anxiety and depression, and has done all the right things (Go to therapy, get on medication, etc.) , but nothing seems to be helping. She's applying to jobs daily, but nothing seems to stick. I guess I was hoping that some down time would give her some time to relax and maybe even follow through on some of her hobbies. It's been three months now, and instead of using the time for hobbies, it's been mostly a lot of days of laying in bed or sitting on the couch reading books or looking through TikTok.
The main problem is, being in charge of our finances (Overseeing the mortgage, insurance, utilities, car payment, etc.), I'm the one who has been slowly watching our savings drain after 10 years of hard work. I've brought this up with my partner, and have done things like improve her resume and be as supportive as possible. I've been to therapy in the past as well, but therapy won't make money magically appear.
My mental health has deteriorated in the past three months significantly as I watch our savings drain. There was a time when we first started dating, that I was working 12-14 hours most days of the week, and I don't think I can handle that again as a solution. I'm at a loss of what to do, as I feel the need to keep on a happy supportive face in her time of need, while also slipping into depression, having regular panic attacks, and also still showing up for work 45 hours a week. Any advice is welcome.
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2023.03.31 17:35 Conor_Taylor Looking for someone who would like to do a Marvel or Harry Potter role play with me (21 years old, M)

Hello everyone, welcome to my post. I would like to present you some ideas for a role play (If you should have any questions, feel free to ask):
I hope to receive some requests, since I have been planning on those role plays for several months now, and I really want someone who would play them with me.
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2023.03.31 17:35 ChristianWriterMom Can we play spot the problem

Can we play spot the problem
This gem came across my best matches today. 🙃 Can you spot the problems in it?
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2023.03.31 17:35 Background_Fix_8780 Is it possible?

I'm working on a few campaign ideas for when i finally get friends who like DnD; and I'm just wondering. If i wanted to add exploding chickens, how would i do it? Because i was thinking of a necromanceartificer gathering like a 1,000 chicken corpses and putting then into a bag of holding. And every campsite, they'd be working on the chickens. Then when they go against like a dragon, or a lich king or some eldritch horror; the necromanceartificer can just unleash the army of undead, exploding chickens. But I'm wondering if it's possible to actually have exploding chickens in DnD; in the first place? If they are, then how would you go about making one?
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2023.03.31 17:34 darneech Childcare disaster on resume?

After teaching grades 3-7 in the public school system, I decided to look into childcare as a career option (or staff in higher ed), but not as a teacher. I have a young child and thought that i could take this opportunity to see if I could make it work. I am also willing to do something separate from childcare and just take my child to a centefield that don't work in, but that's another story. I have learned so many skills that I thought why not try?
I applied to a few places and didn't get interviews, and then was just looking around and went to one. They offered me a director position on the spot. After some thinking, discussion, and well, pressure, I accepted. They said that the last director left because they didn't want to mow the lawn. Hmmm. Okay, we'll see.
Turns out the owner is vicious and toxic. She was mean and would yell at teachers for things beyond their control and spread gossip like wildfire. I would say "we need a procedure for that" because there were NO procedures, and everything was a mess, and she would just roll her eyes. I was updating policies in order to even create some procedures, and communication was a huge mess, so even if I DID create a procedure, implementation was another problem. I was excited to direct and it seemed like a good situation except for the morale. Everyone was unhappy but made it work because of their love for kids and all the staff were friends. There were three main people (they were either related or roommates...) who would act as if they wanted me there, and that I would fix everything, but then turn around and say they would quit if I stayed. And the owner would tell me about it. The owner was unethical and did things that I'm pretty sure were illegal, but being so new at this, I didn't know what to do about it and she would argue these things with me. I also had to drive a daycare van which I strongly disliked, but we were trying to hire for that position with no luck. In the end, I quit because the owner told me that no one wanted me there in the meanest, most unprofessional way. I was there for 2 months and also unenrolled my son.
I am still considering working in childcare, but I just don't know if I should put this down on a resume! If it's for childcare, I think I should, especially because our BCI numbers can be easily associated, but who knows what horrible things she would say if they call her. If it is for non-childcare, I would just not even put it down. I have been told not to put the job down at all since it was 2 months.
Thoughts?
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2023.03.31 17:34 ThirdEyeTruth1 I came to the realization that I’m an adult child

I can already picture a white homophobe who rides a bicycle saying “SEE! THE GOVERNMENT IS ALLOWING PEOPLE TO IDENTIFY AS CHILDREN TO GET WITH OUR CHILDREN!” No dumbass, that’s besides the point. I realized that I grew up with poor parental figures. I had to figure everything myself. I also plan on going to some adult children of alcoholic for my sobriety. I still don’t have all the answers and still looking for them like a child.
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2023.03.31 17:34 CrochetWithSwords Help! When did the definition change?

I 35f have a 17f who said she was Bisexual. Cool. I am too. I said something about when if ever she gets a bf I'll help her out. She said she doesn't like men. Cool..but arent you bi? " Yes but bi means two genders. I like women and non-binary"
Now forgive me for being old but bisexual to me has always been men and women.
I thought non-binary meant no gender?
Can someone help me out? My heads a bit in a mix. When did this definition change?
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2023.03.31 17:34 disco-dingus There’s something wrong with the cacti in the Sonoran Desert, AZ

I’m not a good guy and I’ll never claim to be. I’ve done things I’m not proud of for a shit ton of money. But that’s not what this is about; at least not directly.
Something happened to me recently and I want to get out of this line of work for good. Unfortunately that’s easier said than done. No one gets out of this line of work without digging their own grave. That’s not a metaphor; I’ve seen it happen. But I think I’ll take my chances and run.
It was a simple enough job, one that had gone down countless times:
Drive to a secluded area of the desert, meet shady guys, swap packages, bring said package back to Jules; the big boss.
Alexi was my partner that evening. He was my kind of guy; didn’t say too much but always had your back. I drove us into the Sonoran and Alexi directed me to the exact location. I parked up and we waited.
The skies over the desert are always striking. It was a stunning swirl of purple and red that you only get to see at twilight. I admired it silently.
“It’s beautiful isn’t it?” said Alexi. He almost made me jump. "Look at the saguaro against those colors. Just beautiful.”
I smiled to myself as I nodded. "Agreed. That's a backdrop to die for."
“Well, hopefully it won’t come to that,” he said, taking out two 9mms from the glove box. He handed one to me and I checked the ammunition before tucking it into the waistband of my pants. We continued to watch over the desert in silence.
“It’s gonna happen someday,” I said.
“Well, yeah,” he said. “That’s life unfortunately.”
“You know what I mean. Prematurely, like an execution or…”
“Come on man!” he said. “Don’t spoil the moment.”
I laughed. “Here’s to dying of old age in Cancún.”
“Cuba for me, but I’d drink to that.”
Before long another car pulled up some hundred or so yards away, the headlights dipping. I took a deep breath and climbed out of my car, taking the holdall we’d been given from the trunk. Three guys stepped out of the other car.
“Fuck,” I said quietly. “Didn’t Jules say there’d be two guys?”
“Don’t worry about it,” said Alexi, his hand in his waistband.
We stopped about 20 ft away as they lined up in a row. I looked at Alexi and gave him a quick nod before I walked to the halfway point. I put the holdall down and stepped back. The guy in the middle motioned to a guy with a briefcase, who proceeded to make the exchange. Alexi retrieved the briefcase and checked the contents, then nodded to me. The other guys looked satisfied too.
“Gentleman,” said one of the guys, then they returned to their car. I let out a breath as Alexi and I began our walk back.
“Easiest grand we’ll ever make,” said Alexi with a grin.
“It’s almost criminal how easy,” I laughed.
A loud bang pierced the air and Alexi was on the ground. I turned to see flashes in the distance as shots were fired.
“Alexi!” I shouted as I pulled out my handgun, ducking down. He rolled over groaning, pulling out his gun too.
“My leg,” he groaned. “Fuckers!”
Despite his injury he got to his feet and started firing.
“Jesus Alexi, take cover!” I yelled, running to a nearby rock. I took a few shots when I could. Alexi managed to hit one guy who I saw fall down. He came to his senses and limped to another rock for cover. I could make out the silhouettes of the two remaining guys. One of them made a beeline for Alexi and one came towards me.
I took a shot and ran for another rock, taking a moment to breathe. I heard a hissing noise from nearby. My first thought was a rattler, but it was followed by a whoosh and I felt a blow of cool air over me, like something big had quickly passed by. I turned with my gun outstretched. I could only see the outlines of the tall cacti.
A bullet hit the ground too close for comfort. I leaned over the rock and took a couple more shots, kicking myself at how off I was. I heard the guy skid on the ground as he reached my rock, taking cover on the other side.
“You’ll pay for Seymour!” he snarled.
“You took the first shot, asshole!” I yelled.
“And I’ll take the last!”
Another bullet hit nearby as I flinched. We were both taken off guard as two deep screams filled the air. One of them was definitely from Alexi. Looking over in that general direction I could see several tall, dark shapes moving across the desert.
“What the…” I said as the shapes left a cloud of dust. I heard another loud hiss on my other side and turned to see a saguaro, or at least what looked like a saguaro looming over me.
I screamed and fired directly at it, the flash revealing rows of deadly spines that retracted like wasp stingers. The cactus let out a high pitched squeal and swung an arm out, meeting my left bicep. I screamed in pain as the spines punctured my skin.
It started to suckle. The muscles in my arm pulsed as the cactus attached like the tentacles of an octopus. It was feeding from me!
I fired my remaining shots and screamed until I was out of breath. The cactus squealed as bullets penetrated its green flesh, but it didn't let me go. It appeared to breathe as it suckled. When I tried to pull away it felt like my arm was going to tear away from my shoulder!
“You fucking freak!” the guy yelled as I heard more shots. The cactus squealed as it let me go. I took the opportunity to run, starting on all fours before getting to my feet. The guy was close behind me firing into the night. The saguaro gave chase, its roots still firmly in the ground as if it was being dragged beneath the earth.
“What the fuck is it?” I shouted, clinging to my bloody arm.
“Are you blind?” he yelled. “It’s a fucking giant-assed cactus!”
I made it to another rock, this one larger than the others. I started to climb it, my arm stinging like a son-of-a-bitch! I grimaced through the pain and made it to the top some 10 ft from the ground. The guy took another shot behind him and started to climb. I reached down with my good arm.
“Give me your hand!”
It’s amazing how a scenario like that can change your stance. I genuinely wanted to help him, but that wasn’t to be. The saguaro caught up and two of its several arms closed around him. He screamed out as his arm was pulled away from me, and two more shots were fired into the ground before he dropped the gun.
“Oh God!” he screamed. “Help me!”
I could only watch in terror as his body began to convulse and shrivel. His skin rippled as if his insides were being sucked into the cactus. He made several gargled attempts at crying for help before giving up, or he simply couldn't anymore.
I ran. I jumped from the back of the rock and fucking ran. The whole time I could hear a terrifying symphony of hisses behind me. The ground vibrated under my feet as clouds of dust shot across the desert. But I made it. My chest burned like I’d run a marathon but I made it to my car, starting the engine as cacti hurled themselves into it.
As I sped away I prayed that Alexi had somehow escaped. I felt truly awful for leaving him like that, but I had no choice.

I sat in Jules’ office as my arm was bandaged up by his right-hand man, Nails. Looking at it in the light it was covered in rows of circular puncture wounds.
“Where’s the briefcase?” said Jules with a smirk.
“Boss, come on,” I pleaded. “Look at me.”
“Where. Is. The. Brief. Case?”
I shook my head. “Something’s out there, boss. In the Sonoran. Something that isn't… natural.”
“Where’s the fucking briefcase?" He cocked a gun at me as Nails squeezed my arm, patches of blood seeping through the bandages.
“It’s in the fucking desert!” I screamed.
He smiled. “Then I suggest you go get it from the fucking desert.”
I shook my head, trying to hold back tears. “Please boss. Don’t make me go back there. The cacti… They’re not right. They feed on…”
He started laughing hysterically. “Did I ever tell you why we call him Nails?”
Jules held up a pair of pointed pliers, then handed them to Nails. He grabbed my hand and stretched out one of my fingers, nipping the end of my nail with the tool.
“Okay!” I yelled, my heart thumping. “Okay, I’ll go back!”
“Good boy,” said Jules. “Nails, why don’t go with him. Hold the baby’s hand.”
Nails didn’t speak, just nodded.
“Oh. And if the briefcase isn’t there, put a bullet in this motherfucker’s head.”

We drove in silence, Nails pointing the gun at me the whole journey. He didn’t convey any emotion. In fact, thinking about it I don’t think I’d heard him mutter a single word. Ever. He had this gift of appearing super intense while looking like he couldn’t give the slightest fuck.
I pulled up in the same area I’d parked the previous evening, the sun now starting to rise. The car belonging to the other guys was still parked up in the distance with the doors open. I cautiously stepped out of my car. There were several tall cacti dotted around.
“It must be in this area somewhere,” I said. “Will you help me look?”
Nails just stared at me with the gun by his side.
“Okay… Well, I’m gonna look over here. But seriously Nails, watch your back. These things are alive.”
He continued to stare deadpan as I started searching for the briefcase, trying to find the area where Alexi had been shot. That was likely where I'd find it as he’d been holding it at the time. But there was still a chance he’d made it out of there with it. That didn’t put me in a good position though as my life currently depended on finding it.
After looking for a few minutes I found some spots of blood on the ground. I got a shiver down my spine as I was reminded of the evening’s events. As I searched I looked over my shoulder and listened out for hissing. But none of the saguaro looked particularly alive. They just looked like ordinary cacti.
My heart jumped when I saw the briefcase.
“Oh, thank God!” I yelled. It was leaning against a rock. I assumed it must have been the rock that Alexi had taken shelter behind, the last place I saw him. He was nowhere to be seen though.
I picked up the briefcase and held it to my chest, closing my eyes to appreciate the moment.
It was disturbed by laughter.
I looked around to see Nails standing in front of a saguaro, and he was laughing his head off. I had to do a double take. This man had never even smiled in my presence, let alone laughed!
With the briefcase secured I made my way towards him.
“I got it!” I yelled, holding it up.
He kept laughing as he looked up at that darn cactus. When I reached him he was doubled over! Something had tickled him. He was human after all.
“Alright Nails, what’s so funny?”
When I looked up I almost fell back in horror.
It was Alexi, or at least part of Alexi. His face was pinned to the top of the cactus.
dd
DB
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2023.03.31 17:34 gotdamnlasttime0528 Nodap April, I need to back on the truck again, who is joining me? Join this post if you think u can do it, let’s fuck this for only “ one month”, don’t think on after, let’s back on truck

Lets go
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2023.03.31 17:34 Vegetable_Lime3545 Original Dead By Daylight Killer

I made this about 2 years ago. I absolutely don't think it's very balanced, but I think with some tweaking, it could be a cool killer concept. Let me know what y'all think!
The Grandfather
Take Your Time survivors solve/interact with killer belongings 7/8/9% slower.
Tamperer after kicking a generator, it takes 10/12/14% longer for survivor to finish.
Hex: Times Doesn’t Heal All Wounds after being hit, the survivor becomes broken and remains broken until totem is cleansed or blessed.
Ability:
You are able to manipulate time for yourself and your victims.
(6 Grandfather clocks spawn around the map for survivors to interact with. survivors hit with any of your abilities deals with a hindered effect until they fix a grandfather clock. healed survivors who interact with grandfather clocks gain a haste effect for 60 seconds or until hit. Grandfather clocks respawn and move positions every 40 seconds.)
Fast Forward: you’re able to speed up the time around you and move around the map faster for a small amount of time
Rewind: you send time orbs to capture a survivor which rewinds them 2 seconds back to where they were.
Pause: after charging your ability from attacking survivors, you can send a time warp which will freeze your target in place for 2 seconds.
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2023.03.31 17:34 resurrective Chapter 22 – Come to me, Georgius

So much for a heartwarming reunion, so much for peace. When Keyaruga finally thought about having a moment of rest, Panakea showed up. When he thought nothing would happen for at least a day, he met with his love. And now, it was a red sunset that casted its crimson shadow over Buranikka. On omen of evil, an omen of change.
“Despite everything, she still… remembers me. Remembers us. Norn never forgets, no matter what. The only problem, though, is that she won’t accept me now. She may look like a cute little girl, but she’s also a fully competent warlord, with which we’re on different sides.” The man spoke, standing at the door to the corridor. He carried the white sphere, the one and only thing that could make a breakthrough from the current state. “Only a battle will judge us.” The healer admitted, glancing at the bed. Freia sat there, combing Eve’s hair. Setsuna, in turn, listened while in a handstand.
“Uh-hu-u-uh!” The she-wolf muttered, doing a cartwheel to stand upright. “We will win.” She assured him, sitting on the edge of the bed. Honestly, her smile and words were everything Keyaruga needed not to give in to his angst. The gray-haired girl accepted his pain, and now crawled to Freia to heal the magician with her touch. At least a little bit.
“Certainly.” Keyaruga responded optimistically. He had to. Otherwise, his whole redo would be for nothing. And if having the best strategist in Jioral on Margurth’s side still wasn’t bad enough, he’d end up shackled in Norn’s residence for sure.
No doubt, she’s already prepared a chastity cage for me. Brrr, no way I’m signing up for that.
“Freia, are you alright?” The hero asked, approaching the sorceress. He couldn’t leave yet, even though Tidir had already provided Keyaruga with an isolated room in the attic.
“You shouldn’t worry about me.” The pink-haired girl spoke phlegmatically. She allowed Setsuna to massage her back and shoulders, but inside her soul there was still a skirmish ongoing. She thought of each self-accusation, countered it with numerous excuses, just to realize there was no coming back and fixing what was already done. “Move forward, Keyaru. This thing must become your new weapon. Take it, claim it, and… save my sister. She must’ve been counting on you.” The princess stated, still focused on the black-winged maiden before her. So much evil was caused by her, so many torments had Keyaru suffered. And yet, he forgave her, loud and clear. Now only one thing stood between the girl and her inner peace. Something, only she could attain throughout the long self-reflection. “This orb should’ve been yours from the very beginning.”
“I see. Eve, do you have something to say?” The man deliberately wondered, looking at the queen-to-be, who retained her silence up to that point.
“Hmm… No. Dealing with princesses is your thing. Sorry, I can’t help you with that.” The kokuyoku scion responded, giving the lad a brief look. She thought he was just a calculating cutthroat, someone who’s whole interest resided in violence and sex. Now, that she saw his worries, his inner side, she couldn’t help but find him slightly attractive. Especially after how he stood against Hawkeye. Only… “So… Are you really immortal?”
“I am, birdie. I am.” The Hero of Healing grinned a little. He formed an endearing smile, warm and bright. Alas, underneath it there was only cold. After all, Blade almost killed him, and she was way beneath Organ Trist’s mastery. “Take care, girls. I’ll be back soon.”
“Uh-huh. Setsuna’s waiting.”
Thanks. That’s all I need to hear.

“Go in, nura (brother).” The blue-feathered deity uttered, closing the door behind the red-haired man. And so, the man found himself in a dark cramped room, filled with nothing but ages-old dust and stains. He sat behind a small table, looking at the perfectly round object of divine origins. No one could enter without the host’s permission, so Keyaruga was safe from outer distractions.
Brother, huh? You don’t sound too happy saying that, Tidir.
“Ha-a-a…” The man exhaled, rubbed his forehead, and then touched the orb with his right hand. The brand had resonated, bizarre white light erupted from it. Up until now, that was a hard object of unknown properties. Now, the healer knew – the white sphere was actually a solidified chunk of godly energy. After a new hero poured his ambitions into the raw armament’s form, it was ready to morph into whatever its new owner deems fit.
But what would it be? Josephine, for example, wished for a shining gilded sword that would allow her to murder her jailers right after she got it from Flare’s hands. It was bright and decorated, it embodied every wish and aspiration the broken girl kept inside her tormented soul. But despite Ragnarok’s golden, inlayed look, it was crude and unbalanced. But even worse, it was ultimately a crutch for a powerless girl. A lesson – do not wish for something you can get taken away from you.
In Bullet’s case, it was Taslam, the massive magic-spitting cannon. Although not without decorative incrustations of its own, the silver armament was not the primary weapon for the veteran of reconnaissance. After all, the massive black man was not ‘born’ a hero. This was the title he got through research, a few shady deals and the assassination of the previous Hero of Cannon. One could think a weapon of such scale wouldn’t be a spy’s choice. They would be wrong, especially when Bullet draws Taslam’s true form – a small pistol he could hide in his sleeve. A second lesson – do not wish for something to brag with, practicality is always preferable to showing off.
And finally, there was Flare. Her armament was represented by Vanargand, an unbreakable staff, allegedly made from the mythical world tree itself. Its twisted, chaotic, branches around a cold blue orb represented the princess’ dominative nature, but in terms of functionality, it was tuned to amplify all possible elements of her bottomless magic pool, whereas a regular magic staff only worked with one, like her current mystical tool boosted nothing but fire. The last lesson was to have something that amplifies your own innate strength, but is not limited by its primary function.
Keyaruga would only get one chance in his entire life. That’s why he carried the orb with his right hand covered with a green glove. No need to hide the mark from Blade, but still, better safe than sorry.
“I wish I could’ve given it more thought.” The lad lamented, pondering on his promise to Norn. And Hawkeye. The last Champion of Jioral stood between him and the princess. An all-seeing demigod needed to go away. “What I wish… is a tool of vengeance. A means of strength. Something that’d amplify my healing powers. And… a guarantee of true immortality. If I die, my girls would be sad. If I die, what was the point of the redo? If I die… how can I complete my vengeance?”
He lied to Eve. Keyaruga was far from true immortality, and they both knew it. Even after all the body modifications, he still remained a human. Someone, who can get knocked out and murdered with ease, but what’s even more critical, his pain threshold was high, but not limitless. One couldn’t forget about Bloodbringer and her sinister living weapon, after all.
I can kill people with one touch. But can I do it through a full plate armor? Can I heal myself while unconscious? Can I exceed the range of an extended arm? No. No! I have to overcome this! Weapons are tools of murder, and I already have plenty. Think, pray, desire your perfect form. Something for a Hero of Healing.
And so, a clear form started to form inside of Keyaruga’s mind. His passion resonated with the wild streams of primordial hue, the energy took form, and finally, the orb began to form a will of its own.
THOUGH HATH DESIRETH ME, HERO?” A mighty voice resonated throughout the premise. It belonged to a mighty aged man, although much too distorted to confuse it with a real person.
“Yes, I do! Give me your everything!” The lad exclaimed, feeling winds of magic carve inside his very soul. A thrilling power was only rivaled by the man’s force of will.
DOTH THOUGH DESIRETH TO SAVE THE WORLD?” The spirit inquired. A question was ritualistically asked to each and every hero. Problem is, all of them had pretty different ideas about how, why, and to what extent the world must be preserved. But to be sure…
“Of course I do! I love this world! I made it! I want to live in it, to have all the fun and happiness! I want to preserve those I love and crush those I hate completely! I want to claim my prize! So… how can I not wish to save this wretched world?”
ALLOWETH ME TO LEND THY MY STRENGTH.” With that said, the wraith began merging itself to the man. Raw energy began mixing with the healer’s own mana, the hero’s mark resonating with the artifact during the process.
“Good! Now listen to my wish! I want to pierce my foes at range, to be immortal! And I want to be safe! Now take my desired form!”
And so, the chaotic winds began taking form. A Vortex of magical might began swirling around the man’s left arm, as he raised the cracked sphere to the ceiling. What lacked substance began taking mass; what lacked direction, was given focus; what had no form, took the shape of a gruesome gauntlet of pink and blue. It was alive, it had an eye, and it was more, much more than just a piece of armor.
MY NAME THOU NEVER SHOULD FORGET, GEORGIUS – THOU CALL ME THAT!
“Forget? How can I? Georgius, my holy armor, my property!” The lad spoke, staring at his gauntlet with clenched teeth, while the divine armament bound itself to the man’s muscles, nerves, and veins. Georgius was much more than just an indestructible chunk of metal, although even that offered much in terms of practicality. No, it was a net, a living spell that now dwelled inside the man’s body and soul.
Keyaruga understood Georgius, and vice-versa. They were both now inseparable entities, one complementing the other. First things first…
“Let’s check its primary feature.” The lad muttered, grabbing a poisoned knife from his right gauntlet. A swing, a stab, and the blade pierced his left biceps. Naturally, right? But the sheet of poisoned metal was pushed out by the extracorporeal power, and no trace of the wound remained. Georgius even mended the fabric of Keyaruga’s shirt.
“Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-a! With that, I’m not gonna die!” The healer scoffed, rolling his armored fingers. The gauntlet didn’t confine his movements; it didn’t even make his hand sweat. The armament wouldn’t even require any attention paid to it, as Georgius safely absorbed the ambient mana and filtered it for its master’s safe usage. It would keep the man alive no matter what.
One would think that it was enough for just some testing of the artifact’s ability to enhance healing and defense, that its offensive capabilities were impossible to probe in an attic, where even a mouse wouldn’t dare to show up. Well, that would be wrong, as the red-eyed lad had already unsheathed his alloyed saber and rested his elbow on the table.
Ha-ha-a!” Then, he started cutting. Slamming the light curved sword against the powerful limb was a wasted effort, much more so with the gruesome eye keeping track for each and every wound, but Keyaruga proceeded. “MORE-E-E-E!!! DE-E-E-EPER!!! PHA-HA-HA-HA-HA!!!” The gargling laugh mixed with slicing and squashing of meat and cleaving of bones above his own elbow resonated with the utmost excitement in the hero’s brain. Strike after strike, he deliberately mutilated his own body just to see what would happen if one manages to cut off his left arm, to lacerate his veins and tendrils. Blood ruptured just to stop in a moment. Wounds reopened right after fading in green mist. And finally, after a whole minute of zealous self-torture, Keyaruga cast away his saber, grabbed his left hand, and ripped it off altogether. All while guffawing murderously. “HA-HA-HA-HA! WHAT WILL YOU DO NOW, GEORGIUS?!!!
The answer didn’t take long, as right in front of the healer’s eyes, the gauntlet on the severed hand turned into purple dust, along with leather bracers, dangling bloodied cloth and a few throwing needles. All of it returned to where it was supposed to be – on a fresh new left arm. It even was so kind as to erase the crimson stains from all over the man’s body. This kindness didn’t extend to what dripped on his boots from the dismembered arm, though.
“I’m starting to fall in love with you, Georgius!” Keyaruga sneered, unhinged by his own ambiguous commentary. He remained with an extra limb. Of course he used it for more experimentation.
Let’s leave it here, two steps away, and…
The man extended his left arm, focused his will, and called upon his magic. A second and the flesh of the severed arm wriggled in convulsions. Another and it returned to normal… Well, with every bone and tendril mercilessly ruined. Georgius gave the lad so much needed distance, even if it was limited by a bare meter, but no control whatsoever. He would never heal someone with that in his right mind. Holding the arm directly, though, was a completely different story. The touch gave the lad the utmost will over his patients, or victims. But more than anything, all the pain and fear were barred from his psyche. Alas, that wouldn’t allow for copying skills, but nobody forbade the lad from using his right arm. And even if he wanted to use the left one, just a single thought made Georgius completely and utterly disappear. It was still there; ready to come back in an instant.
Fuck, it’s so awesome; I’m getting so hard right now!

“…and then I had him poisoned, thrown into the dungeon. I beat him, had him raped, drugged, tortured…
And while Keyaruga enjoyed his new toy, Setsuna was far, far away from having any sort of fun. She listened to Freia, heeded her every word, every description, and every little notion. The two of them sat on the bed, and the she-wolf was furious. It was a rare occasion to see her frown, let alone openly grinding her teeth. Eve had retreated to her room just in time to spare herself from hearing and seeing the worst.
“…after all of that, I really did deserve the fire rod between my legs,” the princess admonished, unable to raise her head. Freia was desperate, but she couldn’t hide the truth any longer. Not after Hawkeye crushed her spirit just by referencing her sins. “What I didn’t deserve, though, is his lov-!”
That was it, Setsuna’s patience had run out, and she grabbed the sorceress by the throat. With the power of both hands, the huntress easily overpowered the magician, she could end her simply by squeezing a little harder, or scratching her carotid artery a little too deep.
GHHHH!!!” The she-wolf growled, consumed by rage. All those nightmares, all those traumas – it was her fault, she did it to him, she…
She didn’t even struggle.
“…you… YOU!!!” The huntress’ grip had weakened, she couldn’t go on like that, her hands slipped, but the fury didn’t go anywhere.
“Kha-kha-kha-a… A-a-a… Haa… Kha…” Freia’s face was morbidly red, her breath was rugged, and even her eyes looked like they would pop out of their sockets every second now. “Kha-a… Se… tty…” But even in that sorry state, the girl never raised a hand against her friend. One swing, and the huntress would be burned by flames, scourged by a lightning, her brain would pop out on the edge of a sharp flying icicle… And yet, despite all of those possibilities, the heroine insisted on calling her possible murderer… by a friendly pet name.
GRRR! What?!” She roared, still unsure what to do with the pink-haired girl. She was a part of their family, their pack… And someone they would be better off without. Right? Alas, whether that was true or not, Freia herself shared that ridiculous thought.
“Before you kill me… Promise me one thing.” The princess all but demanded. Her voice was faint, but there was power, a true regal authority in it. “Promise, you’d never leave him! Keyaruga… I don’t think he believes anyone can love him! Promise me you’ll take care of Evy and Norn! They have nothing to do with it! Promise…”
“No.” But Setsuna refused.
“B-but why?”
“Because Setsuna…”

Keyaruga returned. He pushed the door open and entered the room. His fervor wasn’t that high ever since the lad successfully broken the chain Flare put him on, ever since he burned the vile arrogant witch from the inside.
“Freia! Setsuna! Let’s fuck!” The hero yelled, as his eyes rolled all over the place. There was passion, there was zeal, and, most importantly…
Haa… Set… ty!..” …his feelings were shared here, two naked girls, with one clearly dominating the other. The huntress held the sorceress from the back, Setsuna played with Freia’s nipple, she twitched her puffy vulva, teased her erect clitoris. All the while the huntress kept gently and caringly biting the princess’ ear. “Keya… ruga…” The caster helplessly pleaded, reaching for the towering man, but the she-wolf’s grip was just too strong.
“You start with Freia.” Setsuna proclaimed, patting her prey’s puffy lips.
“That’s a bold thing to hear from you.” Keyaruga sneered, all while getting rid of his equipment. What was just a normal arousal grew into a burning passion, as his raging erection urged him to drop the trousers as fast as possible. “Still, who am I to refuse a lady?”
And so, the lad jumped into the bed in all of his naked glory. His rod was on fire, his heart’s pounding resonated all the way to his temples, and his sex drive became unstoppable at that point.
“You’re gorgeous, Freia.” Keyaruga said, caressing the girl’s sweaty cheek. While he was gone, Setsuna made sure Freia was hot and wet; this was her tribute to the leader of their small pack. “I wanna fuck you silly.” The lad whispered heatedly, claiming his shivering bounty. She was moist, she was panting, and most importantly – the sorceress was in mad love.
A-A-A-H!” Barely did the huntress let go of her, before the girl got on top of her man. She leant on his chest and lowered her hips, letting the hard penis pierce her dripping vagina. “You’re… mine now.” The princess declared, accepting the lad’s meaty stick all the way to the twitching balls.
“Well-well, care to explain what’s happened? Anybody?” The healer wondered with a mischievous grin on his face. He never missed a chance to get a firm grip on Freia’s bouncing ass; and neither did he deny himself from leaving a bunch of hickeys on her neck.
Nobody cared for conversation anymore. One was too busy moaning, while bouncing on the man’s rod, another was muffledly panting, all while pleasing herself. Setsuna dared not intervene, but neither would she miss a chance to follow Eve’s example.
Freia embraced Keyaruga, rubbing her sweaty body against his torso. Strangely enough, the girl deliberately avoided looking him in the eyes. She even turned her back to the man. And while her trained spine and round buttcheeks did look enticing, just having a beauty riding his dick wasn’t really enough to the hero.
“Hey, Freia…” Keyaruga spoke, lifting himself in a sitting position. That way, he could once again embrace his lovely princess. “You don’t have to fuck me out of guilt, you know.” The healer admonished, bending the girl in to take her doggy-style.
I don- AHH!!!” There was no place for excuses. No moment of reflection, nothing but a primal lust and desire. Freia was his trophy, while he and Norn had a long story behind them? As if it mattered at all right now. “A-A-H!!! KEYARUGA!!!” She yelled, as the lad ravaged her. Gripping onto the bedsheets, the sorceress could do nothing but drown in pleasure. “A-A-A-A-A-A-A-H!!!” She was on the verge, orgasm after orgasm; she was led, or rather dragged, to the highest peak of ecstasy.
A wave of pure joy had covered Freia from her head down to her toes, she trembled, drooled, she even got a small puddle underneath her butt. These five minutes were so intense, she couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe properly. And yet…
“Get up. Master’s not finished.” Setsuna demanded, crawling near the girl. And indeed, Keyaruga’s penis was still far from ejaculating.
“She’s right. You and I have a lo-o-o-ot to do!” The hero uttered, grabbing Freia’s butt.

It’s been… how much time? Twenty? Thirty minutes? An hour? Even more? It was hard to tell after countless orgasms the two enjoyed together. Freia looked more like a dirty rag, than anything else. Her pink hair was all messy; she was sticky with sweat and reeked of semen, leaking right from her loose vagina. But even so, she clung to the Hero of Healing, who didn’t really seem any better, napping with a string of saliva drooling from his mouth.
Only Setsuna remained awake. She didn’t take any part in their love, other than masturbating right beside them. There was an undisputed reason for such a behavior. Specifically, Freia had told her everything; down to the most gruesome detail of how she abused the drug-addicted boy she now called master. The sorceress had expected retribution, a swift and brutal death by the ice claws, knowing she could leave her beloved man for Norn.
But, well, what kind of keeper would Setsuna be if she didn’t direct that lunacy into a fine night for two broken souls? The huntress would get her turn her turn the next day. Now, though, she covered Keyaruga and Freia with a blanket and lied beside him.
Silently, the she-wolf took the lad’s hand and pressed it against her breast. After all, it was kindness and warmth that kept his nightmares at bay.
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2023.03.31 17:34 Atlas0042 I described a few known pf2e characters to my fiance for her to draw without her knowing what they look like. Can you guess who they are?

I described a few known pf2e characters to my fiance for her to draw without her knowing what they look like. Can you guess who they are? submitted by Atlas0042 to Pathfinder2e [link] [comments]


2023.03.31 17:34 dad_man0630 29M 🇺🇸 It’s a good day to [chat] and make friends!

Hello all! Since it’s Friday, I thought it would be a good idea to post again and see who is all looking for a chat! It can be short term or more long term, I’m good with whatever. If you see this and after reading you feel compelled to message me, include some basic information about yourself and if anything here stood out to you! If you want an ice breaker idea, you can answer any of these questions in addition!
What was your favorite food growing up?
What is a day you will never forget? (Good or bad)
Biggest fear in life?
What things bring you the most joy in life?
Now a copy and paste part, with slight editing to give it some zest!
I’m hoping to reconnect with those I’ve lost touch with or find new people to chat with regularly. If we click and it feels right, I like the idea of opening up more and talking about deeper topics and life in general. I miss the days when I had friends I could check in with and feel like we support one another. I am on a journey of sorts to improve my mental health and heal from my past, more specifically my childhood. I have an easier time talking to women since I grew up having more friends that were female, but I will give everyone a fair chance. Just keep in mind I will match whatever energy is given, you will get out of it what you put in. I’m not picky about age, just be 18+ please. I tend to be an anxious and more introverted person. But I digress, it’s up to you to find out more if you so choose!
I am in a committed relationship, so SFW intentions. Adult topics can be included, so long as it remains platonic. We also have a daughter, who is absolutely perfect. I would love to hear all about your experiences if you also have kids or want that someday. I will include some more of my interests below, it’s a bonus if we have these in common but not required!
• Video games- I enjoy first person shooters, role playing games and survival games. Specific games I have played in the past are fallout 3, fallout new Vegas, fallout 4, fallout 76, borderlands, borderlands 2, borderlands the presequel, borderlands 3, ark survival evolved, and grounded.
•Tattoos and piercings- I have 5 tattoos, including my sleeve which will be totally done very soon! I used to have my ears pierced, but took those out a while ago.
•Animals- I have 3 cats and an infinite amount of pictures to share (standing offer). I grew up loving animals of all sorts, more specifically bugs and reptiles.
Those are just some basic things about me, if you want to ask more specific questions or get to know me better just message me! I mean why not? You’ve already made it this far. 😃🤷🏻‍♂️
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2023.03.31 17:34 dad_man0630 29M 🇺🇸 It’s a good day to [chat] and make friends!

Hello all! Since it’s Friday, I thought it would be a good idea to post again and see who is all looking for a chat! It can be short term or more long term, I’m good with whatever. If you see this and after reading you feel compelled to message me, include some basic information about yourself and if anything here stood out to you! If you want an ice breaker idea, you can answer any of these questions in addition!
What was your favorite food growing up?
What is a day you will never forget? (Good or bad)
Biggest fear in life?
What things bring you the most joy in life?
Now a copy and paste part, with slight editing to give it some zest!
I’m hoping to reconnect with those I’ve lost touch with or find new people to chat with regularly. If we click and it feels right, I like the idea of opening up more and talking about deeper topics and life in general. I miss the days when I had friends I could check in with and feel like we support one another. I am on a journey of sorts to improve my mental health and heal from my past, more specifically my childhood. I have an easier time talking to women since I grew up having more friends that were female, but I will give everyone a fair chance. Just keep in mind I will match whatever energy is given, you will get out of it what you put in. I’m not picky about age, just be 18+ please. I tend to be an anxious and more introverted person. But I digress, it’s up to you to find out more if you so choose!
I am in a committed relationship, so SFW intentions. Adult topics can be included, so long as it remains platonic. We also have a daughter, who is absolutely perfect. I would love to hear all about your experiences if you also have kids or want that someday. I will include some more of my interests below, it’s a bonus if we have these in common but not required!
• Video games- I enjoy first person shooters, role playing games and survival games. Specific games I have played in the past are fallout 3, fallout new Vegas, fallout 4, fallout 76, borderlands, borderlands 2, borderlands the presequel, borderlands 3, ark survival evolved, and grounded.
•Tattoos and piercings- I have 5 tattoos, including my sleeve which will be totally done very soon! I used to have my ears pierced, but took those out a while ago.
•Animals- I have 3 cats and an infinite amount of pictures to share (standing offer). I grew up loving animals of all sorts, more specifically bugs and reptiles.
Those are just some basic things about me, if you want to ask more specific questions or get to know me better just message me! I mean why not? You’ve already made it this far. 😃🤷🏻‍♂️
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2023.03.31 17:34 ApprehensiveTrick281 Who plays the other Joker in Deck of Cards?

Who plays the other Joker in Deck of Cards?
Who plays the multiple Jokers that get taken out in no time by JJ Deniker? He looks familiar, but I can’t place him. Feel like I’m missing out on a reference here
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2023.03.31 17:34 Academic_Apple_4931 Ultrasound says I’m further along than obgyn has been telling me??

My due date is June 3rd at least that’s what my last obgyn said, today I tried calling to make an appointment with a new healthcare provider and she said she can’t see me because I’m due in four weeks? I was like wtf?? I gave her my last menstrual cycle and she said I would be due at the end of April, I then checked online to calculate from the day we conceived and it gave me may 18th. Then I checked my last ultrasound which was done on February 1st and it says that I was 27 weeks and 4 days pregnant which would make me 36 weeks and a day pregnant today? I don’t know if this information is correct no doctor will see me until I get Medicaid set up unless I pay a thousand dollars up front which clearly I can’t afford, but now I’m worried and also excited. We have everything we need expect for a freaking delivery doctor and the one who’s affordable won’t take me. I thought I was 31 weeks and 6 days today. I don’t know how to know if this information is true.
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