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2023.03.24 14:24 TLHill1998 Should I take a loan out on my 401k to fix my car?
So I have a 2016 Ford fusion which recently blew a head gasket, cracked the heads, and warped and cracked the block. A new engine install is needed and luckily my mechanic found one and can do all the work for around 2800 bucks. Problem is, I don’t have but $80 in my account (just moved, and have been paying fees for my s/o’s real estate license). My father is adamant that I should take a loan out of my 401k to cover the cost but I only have 2600 available to loan. I’m 24 and have only been adding to it for 2 years. I resent the idea and pushed back heavily on the idea. I truly dislike the amount of problems this car has already given me (full transmission replace at 60k, brake pump blew at 60k as well, coolant leaks and now this) so I would really like to just let it rot. That is not an option. My brother overheard the conversation and he’s a lot better off than me at the moment so he offered to loan me the money personally. I like that idea much better but my dad still wants me to loan out of my 401k because “owing yourself is better than owing someone else.” I’m at my wits end. Pls halp
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2023.03.24 14:22 Kindly_Fig_9743 How do I live with the truth that I became the person I am today?
The person I chose to accept and love for 8 years manipulated my mental health, my sex life, my criminal record, my finances and my reputation. I’m not sure where to even start… I feel negative and abused in all aspects of life. I’ve been broken down past my core and feel like it’s just not worth the battle… to be honest I’m not sure if our kid is mine, not sure where her moneys coming from, nothing is making sense. All I want to do is raise my daughter. Now I’m homeless, sleeping in my car, impulsive, distant from friends and family and being blamed for leaving the house when I’m scared of her. I was never like this- I’ve been used and then abused and then picked up and then dropped so many I ’m a great dad but she uses her as a pawn to attack me when I’m being a father, she gets jealous and then somehow I’m being screamed at for giving her children’s Tylenol when shes sick and I have to leave because she’s calling the police. Then I’m ignored for weeks, somehow we rekindle and boom here I am again writing this from a hotel parking lot- I keep searching for the answer to HOW I got here…. The chase of the truth has completely destroyed my mind. I found out the other day she was charged with hurting a vulnerable adult but got it expunged half way though our relationship. I feel violated- she pulled me out of treatment because my daughter needed me there so she could work.. but she still gets EBT with a 400k mortgage in her name. “On call” nurse… What do I do next? I have nothing but the love of my daughter to keep going and she makes it impossible. So many more problems it’s too much
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2023.03.24 14:20 SakuraEmpire Stuff
I will never have a loving mother figure and know what it's like to have one
I will never truly recover from what my mum did to me
I will never relate and laugh on those mum appreciation memes, instead it will make my heart sink to the core and make me melancholic
I will never truly learn how to be an empath, a low tempered person, or just be a caring person in general. It all had to start from zero without any support ever since a few years ago.
I will never learn how to appreciate my own efforts because I'll forever think that they aren't enough
I will never learn how to act like a proper woman
I will never relate to my friends when they say something positive about their mum.
I will forever think that my dad isn't enough even though it is. Every child needs a mum figure but not every woman deserves to be a mum figure.
I will constantly have to put my female friends on a pedestal because they're the closest thing I'll ever get from a "loving mother figure"
I will forever be constantly reminded of the bitter memories between my mum and me.
Even if she's now gone from my life, it feels like she's still in me and my dad's apartment, a voice of her behind my head telling me to just give up and that it's all my fault that she's like this and that i should be ashamed of myself.
2023.03.24 14:20 Consultant4u Legacy Cycle 407- 16: Calm seas and bright stars.
 | A special thanks to all of the CMDRs who are helping to keep Legacy Alive! You are the best and the FDevs should know that they have a loyal base in all of us. submitted by Consultant4u to EliteDangerous [link] [comments] Cycle Summary: Last cycle saw us putting in the work to be successful. We forted well and ended up with a nice cushion of CC. We also did a good job staying on top of enemy undermining activity, quickly forting any systems they hit, staying ahead of them in other cases and ultimately wasting a lot of their effort. We overcame 6 control systems being undermined and as we expect our controls to be attacked every week, this is why scouting and reporting held merits is so important. CMDR Z, you are an inspiration my friend with your constant undermining of our systems. And if it was not clear enough with us knowing that the PC Empire Hordes were busy in Live, there were no last-minute shenanigans or unaccounted for movements made b those who would normally come over to Legacy to wreak some havoc. There are big movements happening in Live this week again due to the shedding of systems by a Power which will not be named and so we expect Legacy won't be quiet for too long as the supporters of this power are looking to come thru the wormhole back to that they so deny is important. Big movements will be happening soon in Legacy as we look to the future of Winters, attempt to work with others within the community towards common goals and assist those in need; so individual CMDR progression is important to strengthen our fleets. We're always going to need haulers for running merits and combat-capable pilots for multiple types of combat; so if helping out interests you, now is a great time to finish that engineering and perfecting that hauling or combat build. If you are an explorer and would like to help by dropping your data of the Galaxy, let us know and we can guide you to where we would use some of it for Factions we support for Winters. Keep up the great work and always feel free to ask questions, we're here to help! We ask a lot of you each week and appreciate all of the Hauling, Undermining, Intel and more you give and know you are not alone in the Legacy Universe. As always CMDRs, if you want to support Winters/Hudson on Legacy thru Cooperation, Coordination and Communication, join our Discord today for all efforts: https://discord.gg/RvMegmW9yQ and of course THANK YOU to all of the Winters Supporters out there, known and unknown!! If you want to help but don't know how, please ask. Veteran commanders can help with Power Play mechanics, building up finances, or strengthening your fleet. This is a Chat-based Discord with an option to use voice and as independent supporters (Individual, Group, Squadron, etc) of Winters Legacy Powerplay, you do no answer to us or our Leadership, but assist when and where you can as you see fit to do so. We just ask that you follow the rules of play and keep communication open so we may better guide the goals of Winters/Hudson Powerplay together as a team. Below, you will notice a big change of how we report the Individual Legacy Superpowers and hope this makes things easier to follow on a weekly basis. Power Standings as of 23 Mar 3309 1. A. Duval: The Blue Haired Princess succeeded in her prep by dropping a whopping 35k merits into this system- a strange number of merits hauled, but hey, we guess someone wanted to reach a goal. Conversely, she has moved to the top spot again and as it seems that her activities on the Live side have kept her followers quite busy, we expect a little more of the same this week for a possible quiet week in the Empire’s realm as the coup on Legacy continues. She has one expansion on the table this week. 2. Mahon: The Alliance is still keeping that even keel and thus has dropped a notch in the standings. No expansions were pushed nor was anything defeated. There are no expansions this week. 3. Patreus: Someone must be feeling a sigh of relief in his inner circle as there has been no movement in his standings, while his expansion attempt did not reap any rewards. There seems to be a bit of hesitation, but maybe a strategic pause in this overall as there are movements being made, which could be beneficial to his territories and possibly his standing. He has one expansion on the table this week. 4. Hudson: The Federation President may have lost a system, but seems to be regaining some swagger as he was successful in his prep this week and moved up in the standings. Seems like Hudson supporters are taking advantage of this renewed energy to make some moves and let’s see if this weeks’ expansion is something to keep an eye on. 5. A. L. Duval: Momma has swayed her hips a bit, but not enough to be successful in getting her expansion, though she has jumped up a bit in the standings. This could indicate her awakening to the coup, or is it something else? Only time will tell. She has two expansions this week and our intel indicates that one of them is a system she wants under her control. Any opposition to this would be arbitrary and not without merit. 6. Grom: Nothing major to report here for this hollowed-out power as he dropped in standings and saw no activity. There are no expansions this week. 7. Winters: Not an easy week and not a hard week as our summary above indicates and we will see what this cycle brings to bear as we slide a little in the standings. There are of course, no expansions this week. 8. Yong-Rui: Our friend and natural ally seems to be bouncing back as well with a successful prep and a bump in his standings again. With one expansion on the board, we will see how this plays out in the short and long term. 9. Delaine: Our Anarchist friend managed to get one of his preps thru, but was not successful with his expansion, costing him his position in the standings it seems. He does have one expansion this week and as always, we will keep our distance and stay neutral in his efforts. 10. Antal: Our Utopian friend’s good fortune is still ongoing despite the huge drop in standings and may his followers rest easy. There are no expansions this week. 11. Torval: Granny has woken up from her slumber a bit and made a move once again for a system. Was there a delayed reaction with those delivered performance enhancers or did some of her supporters sneak thru the wormhole to give her a jolt of energy? Her sceptre is being waved around once again and she has an expansion to try and win. We may or may not oppose this expansion. As always, we ask for representatives to establish communications for each of the above Superpowers for the Legacy Universe and all are welcome to join our Discord to open channels. Discord link here: https://discord.gg/RvMegmW9yQ CMDRs, there is plenty of "SPACE" for us to share and grow as Superpowers- Let us keep our constituents, citizens and those under our care, in our minds first and foremost. Again, those of us supporting Shadow President Felicia Winters look forward to working with all interested Legacy parties in ensuring we have a stable Universe and are making our weekly call to have a meeting of all Legacy Superpower Community Managers sometime in the near future. We shall keep making this call till we have six or more representatives (a Delegation from each Superpower) and hopefully, we can look to work towards a way to grow our Communities even more. Remember: Always Haul/Play in Open Play, Keep your heads on a swivel and Fly Dangerously! "We should do what is right, not necessarily what is easy or popular."— Shadow President Felicia Winters https://preview.redd.it/6hooh9bxtopa1.png?width=960&format=png&auto=webp&s=f72de52af59216527975607f3df6ced675d9a04b |
2023.03.24 14:18 TutuAmarutu Losing someone.
I lost my niece to Leukemia a month ago. This was after her birthday. She wasn't just my niece but she was like my daughter since my sister left her in my parent's care since she was a baby. I helped raised her and was there every step of the way. You could say my world revolved around working and taking care of my dad who has Parkinson's, my nephew and my niece. I went abroad to study and it was a very hard decision to leave them, although my siblings were there. I haven't been home for years. She was diagnosed with Leukemia last year. I helped pay for her medicine and hospital bills that's why it was hard to come home, since I needed to work. She was able to celebrate her birthday last month, she requested to defer getting admitted so she can spend it with the family. That was the last time I videocalled her, it was the first time I wasn't able to handle my tears and emotions seeing her in pain and weak. The next day she was rushed to the hospital, the doctor's said she only had 24 hours left to recover. She didn't. My sister would call me and ask me to make decisions when she was in the ICU. It was hard. When she flatlined, and I saw my niece lifeless. I couldn't handle the pain. I'm a tough person, but this is like a worst nightmare come to life. I told her I love her and just be pain free from now on. That God will be with her. It's been a month now, and today is my birthday. But I am still not happy. There would be times I would just tear up and cry when I remember her. It's a hard thing to accept that I will never see her in this lifetime again. I know I need to come to terms with it. I just feel sad and lonely at the moment.
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2023.03.24 14:17 fredward316 [dao spoilers] question about dwarf noble
After countless hours on this game I am still not sure what determines if Trian is alive and attacks you or found dead, is it random or determinable? If determinable how do I make it so he is alive?
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2023.03.24 14:16 Consultant4u Legacy Cycle 407- 16: Calm seas and bright stars.
| | A special thanks to all of the CMDRs who are helping to keep Legacy Alive! You are the best and the FDevs should know that they have a loyal base in all of us. submitted by Consultant4u to EliteWintersLegacy [link] [comments] Cycle Summary: Last cycle saw us putting in the work to be successful. We forted well and ended up with a nice cushion of CC. We also did a good job staying on top of enemy undermining activity, quickly forting any systems they hit, staying ahead of them in other cases and ultimately wasting a lot of their effort. We overcame 6 control systems being undermined and as we expect our controls to be attacked every week, this is why scouting and reporting held merits is so important. CMDR Z, you are an inspiration my friend with your constant undermining of our systems. And if it was not clear enough with us knowing that the PC Empire Hordes were busy in Live, there were no last-minute shenanigans or unaccounted for movements made b those who would normally come over to Legacy to wreak some havoc. There are big movements happening in Live this week again due to the shedding of systems by a Power which will not be named and so we expect Legacy won't be quiet for too long as the supporters of this power are looking to come thru the wormhole back to that they so deny is important. Big movements will be happening soon in Legacy as we look to the future of Winters, attempt to work with others within the community towards common goals and assist those in need; so individual CMDR progression is important to strengthen our fleets. We're always going to need haulers for running merits and combat-capable pilots for multiple types of combat; so if helping out interests you, now is a great time to finish that engineering and perfecting that hauling or combat build. If you are an explorer and would like to help by dropping your data of the Galaxy, let us know and we can guide you to where we would use some of it for Factions we support for Winters. Keep up the great work and always feel free to ask questions, we're here to help! We ask a lot of you each week and appreciate all of the Hauling, Undermining, Intel and more you give and know you are not alone in the Legacy Universe. As always CMDRs, if you want to support Winters/Hudson on Legacy thru Cooperation, Coordination and Communication, join our Discord today for all efforts: https://discord.gg/RvMegmW9yQ and of course THANK YOU to all of the Winters Supporters out there, known and unknown!! If you want to help but don't know how, please ask. Veteran commanders can help with Power Play mechanics, building up finances, or strengthening your fleet. This is a Chat-based Discord with an option to use voice and as independent supporters (Individual, Group, Squadron, etc) of Winters Legacy Powerplay, you do no answer to us or our Leadership, but assist when and where you can as you see fit to do so. We just ask that you follow the rules of play and keep communication open so we may better guide the goals of Winters/Hudson Powerplay together as a team. Below, you will notice a big change of how we report the Individual Legacy Superpowers and hope this makes things easier to follow on a weekly basis. Power Standings as of 23 Mar 3309 1. A. Duval: The Blue Haired Princess succeeded in her prep by dropping a whopping 35k merits into this system- a strange number of merits hauled, but hey, we guess someone wanted to reach a goal. Conversely, she has moved to the top spot again and as it seems that her activities on the Live side have kept her followers quite busy, we expect a little more of the same this week for a possible quiet week in the Empire’s realm as the coup on Legacy continues. She has one expansion on the table this week. 2. Mahon: The Alliance is still keeping that even keel and thus has dropped a notch in the standings. No expansions were pushed nor was anything defeated. There are no expansions this week. 3. Patreus: Someone must be feeling a sigh of relief in his inner circle as there has been no movement in his standings, while his expansion attempt did not reap any rewards. There seems to be a bit of hesitation, but maybe a strategic pause in this overall as there are movements being made, which could be beneficial to his territories and possibly his standing. He has one expansion on the table this week. 4. Hudson: The Federation President may have lost a system, but seems to be regaining some swagger as he was successful in his prep this week and moved up in the standings. Seems like Hudson supporters are taking advantage of this renewed energy to make some moves and let’s see if this weeks’ expansion is something to keep an eye on. 5. A. L. Duval: Momma has swayed her hips a bit, but not enough to be successful in getting her expansion, though she has jumped up a bit in the standings. This could indicate her awakening to the coup, or is it something else? Only time will tell. She has two expansions this week and our intel indicates that one of them is a system she wants under her control. Any opposition to this would be arbitrary and not without merit. 6. Grom: Nothing major to report here for this hollowed-out power as he dropped in standings and saw no activity. There are no expansions this week. 7. Winters: Not an easy week and not a hard week as our summary above indicates and we will see what this cycle brings to bear as we slide a little in the standings. There are of course, no expansions this week. 8. Yong-Rui: Our friend and natural ally seems to be bouncing back as well with a successful prep and a bump in his standings again. With one expansion on the board, we will see how this plays out in the short and long term. 9. Delaine: Our Anarchist friend managed to get one of his preps thru, but was not successful with his expansion, costing him his position in the standings it seems. He does have one expansion this week and as always, we will keep our distance and stay neutral in his efforts. 10. Antal: Our Utopian friend’s good fortune is still ongoing despite the huge drop in standings and may his followers rest easy. There are no expansions this week. 11. Torval: Granny has woken up from her slumber a bit and made a move once again for a system. Was there a delayed reaction with those delivered performance enhancers or did some of her supporters sneak thru the wormhole to give her a jolt of energy? Her sceptre is being waved around once again and she has an expansion to try and win. We may or may not oppose this expansion. As always, we ask for representatives to establish communications for each of the above Superpowers for the Legacy Universe and all are welcome to join our Discord to open channels. Discord link here: https://discord.gg/RvMegmW9yQ CMDRs, there is plenty of "SPACE" for us to share and grow as Superpowers- Let us keep our constituents, citizens and those under our care, in our minds first and foremost. Again, those of us supporting Shadow President Felicia Winters look forward to working with all interested Legacy parties in ensuring we have a stable Universe and are making our weekly call to have a meeting of all Legacy Superpower Community Managers sometime in the near future. We shall keep making this call till we have six or more representatives (a Delegation from each Superpower) and hopefully, we can look to work towards a way to grow our Communities even more. Remember: Always Haul/Play in Open Play, Keep your heads on a swivel and Fly Dangerously! "We should do what is right, not necessarily what is easy or popular."— Shadow President Felicia Winters https://preview.redd.it/fcbzap1ctopa1.png?width=960&format=png&auto=webp&s=60d95f3ff3fd5742b0471e9ce0a7bda882262e3f |
2023.03.24 14:16 Favourite_Banana85 [Emotiv] Ep. 48: A Toast
![[Emotiv] Ep. 48: A Toast](https://external-preview.redd.it/RRbfPMM2yYU3Qwfsu-JLyFBm5uQG_NvsIQrEtFKedsQ.jpg?width=640&crop=smart&auto=webp&s=eedff62d1a219501e20cd4f629d2321d60d357cc "[Emotiv] Ep. 48: A Toast") | submitted by Favourite_Banana85 to redditserials [link] [comments] https://preview.redd.it/k36gnuk5topa1.jpg?width=768&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=5cccb1c317e920ed5d758016f6c689747e10f49a Cover Art First Chapter leave a tip author site The story so far: Kyla took a job as a Mixologist at Emotiv, a cafe selling emotions in liquid form. Soon, she becomes entangled in a morally grey area of society, singled out by a corrupt warden and thrown into reform. Caught between a government only interested in making coin, and a rebellious group of baristas who work from the shadows to support society's underbelly, who's to say what is right anymore? Perhaps everyone is just looking out for number one. And maybe it's time Kyla does the same... Episode Forty-Eight: A ToastFrank lays a hand on my shoulder, sitting me on the sofa next to Dani. I take their icy hand in mine and try to wake them, glancing back at Gemma occasionally in wonder—what is she doing here? What place does she have in this tower?She clasps her hands in front of her, standing straight-backed, as if standing to attention, ready to be called. Maybe she works for Sinclair, I reason. It wasn’t unusual for college students to take internships, a way to get a foot in the door with the industries of their choosing in Central Square. And Gemma seemed well connected. Perhaps it was a perk of dating Harding’s son… Frank clears his throat. “Sinclair, you need to know what’s going on down in your little kingdom. You might not see it or have any part in it, but people are being treated like shit. And it’s all down to him—” he jabs a finger towards Harding. “—He takes innocent people and turns them into free labour for Emotiv. The Abandoned? The unwanted outcasts of the worker class are just people who were in the wrong place at the wrong time.” Sinclair’s frown deepens. “Dennis, is this true?” Harding, who has been standing to attention, nods curtly. “The Abandoned are criminals, put to work in Reform as a part of our rehabilitation program—” “Bullshit!” Frank yells. “You dose them, work them into the dust and you spit them out when you’re done with them. They’re nothing more than free slave labour to you.” Harding shakes his head, like a teacher disappointed in his student. “There is far more to the story than you claim, Frank. These people have committed crimes against Skycross—” “Name one crime,” Frank grunts. “Tell me one genuine crime you’ve booked someone for and show me an abandoned who’s been rehabilitated in reform.” “It’s a pity,” Harding shrugs, affecting the resigned air of a tired professor, bored with explaining the same old theories to students every day. “But it’s true, there aren’t many. Those that see the error in their ways are given a free pass out of Skycross. We enable them to start a new life in another—” “That’s more bullshit and you know it Harding,” Frank growls. “They’re left in reform to rot. How long has John been in there? Fifteen years?” Harding’s face rearranges itself into a mask of pity. It’s so sudden, so practised. There isn’t a shred of empathy within him. “John was an unfortunate case,” he says with his affected sadness. “He’s possibly beyond helping at this point. But he’s safe where he is.” “Safer away from the wardens, you mean? And those who were loyal to him when he was in your shoes? What happened to them?” The dots connect, and I drop Dani’s hand in shock. “What? John was—” “The Head Warden, years ago,” Frank says, keeping his eyes on Harding. “Before this piece of shit took his place.” Sinclair stands up at this. “Now, now, there’s no need for that. Dennis came highly recommended—” “By you.” Frank turns now, directing his anger toward the stuffy VIP. “Why did you want him in a place of power, Sinclair? If anyone’s benefitted from this, it’s Emotiv. Business has really boomed for you in the past decade, hasn’t it? All that free labour.” From the corner of my eye, a sudden movement catches my attention. I glance over at Gemma, who still has her hands folded neatly in front of her. But now they aren’t clasped together, they’re signing frantically at me. I saw what happened to Caleb. I’m so sorry. I didn’t want any of—I had no idea dad was involved to begin with. But then Caleb and I—talking and I—looking into it and then the warehouse—Kyla I’m so so sorry. I knew you’d be in trouble—should have done more to warn you—so scared. I shake my head and sign back at her, struggling to keep up with her frantic, miniaturised movements. Slow down. Your dad? She nods at Sinclair. Gemma Sinclair. It didn't even cross my mind. To be fair, even if I knew her family name, I probably wouldn’t have connected her with Emotiv. Sinclair was a name I knew, vaguely, before all this, but I didn’t know or care much about the upper workings of Skycross. I was too involved with my own life, my own problems, to learn about the people at the top. Frank and Sinclair continue their back and forth, and it’s becoming obvious that they have no desire to give in to our demands. “You’re right. Business is good.” Sinclair nods at Dani and Lena. “And I would hope, for their sakes, that it will continue to be so.” Frank bristles, balling his fists at his sides. “That a threat?” I glance back at Gemma. What can we do? Don’t. Say. Anything. She moves from the window, walking towards a door at the back end of the living area. “Gemma?” Sinclair calls after her. “Where are you going?” “I thought I could get you some refreshments, father.” Gemma smiles innocently. “Some whisky, perhaps?” Sinclair considers this for a moment, before nodding at her. “Yes. Four glasses. And don’t forget the water.” Gemma gives him a curt nod, shooting me a warning glance, and disappears through the door without another word. He didn’t thank her, or say please, or even smile at her. I try to imagine how I’d feel if my mother spoke to me like that. Her dirt-smeared face from the alley, full of concern and love, hovers in the back of my mind, and I feel a pang of sympathy for Gemma. I figured she had something to do with Harding’s trap in the warehouse, and us going to reform, but I’d never exactly despised her for it. She’s just as tied up in this mess as the rest of us. I glance at Sinclair, puffing out his chest as he rants about rising labour costs to Frank. No, Gemma is even more tied up in this than most of us. Would I have done the same, in her position? Who knows. A few moments later, she returns with a tray. On top of it sit four pristine crystal glasses, cut with diamond patterns that glint in the firelight. Next to them is a large crystal bottle filled with liquor and a clear jug of water. Gemma gives me a meaningful look, and a tiny shake of her head, as she walks back to her father and places the tray gently at his side. Again, he doesn’t thank her, or even acknowledge her existence. Although I get the feeling that might change, once he takes a few sips of that water… “So, Frank? What will it be? Will you give up this endless tirade against the company?” Frank opens his mouth to speak, but I get in first. “What’s in it for him?” Sinclair blinks at me, suspiciously. “What do you mean?” I stand, holding a hand up to silence Frank, and tapping him on the shoulder two times, hoping he’s at least slightly aware of Ike’s secret code. No. Whether or not he understands my meaning, Frank stays silent, waiting for me to explain myself. “Well,” I speak deliberately, slowly, walking in a circle around the inside of the sofa and admiring the firelight as it flickers in the metal grate. “You’ve already made threats—indirectly—against Dani and Lena’s safety…” “I have said no such—” “I did say indirectly. But you haven’t given us your side of the bargain. Excuse me, Mr Sinclair, but you’re hardly in a position to make demands right now.” He falters at this, the first glimmer of doubt registering on his face. “Whatever do you mean, dear girl?” “Hasn’t he shown you the tapes?” I nod at Harding. “Your wardens are on our side now.” “That’s not… That can’t be? Dennis?” Harding glares at me. “We have had… a small number of defectors, sir. But a deal can be struck.” “Yes,” I say quickly, not bothering to correct Harding’s lie. “It can. But a deal has two sides.” Sinclair turns back to me, the initial dismissive attitude replaced by blank confusion. “What do you propose?” “Safe passage for all of us, outside of Skycross. New IDs, new bracelets, and clean records.” Sinclair nods. “That can be arranged. And in return, you’ll all tie this to the Premier Sheridan? Emotiv has had no involvement.” I square my shoulders, not daring to look Frank in the eye. I can’t bring myself to say the lie out loud, but I manage a small nod, which seems enough for Sinclair. He breaks out in a grin. “Excellent. I’d say this calls for a toast.” I nod again, heart pounding in my ears. “I’d say so.” Frank steps forward. “Wait a minute, Kyla—” “Frank,” I turn my back on Sinclair, though Harding still has a good view of my face. I’m careful to keep my expression blank, but I look right into Frank’s eyes, willing him to understand. “Let’s just go. We can’t win this, but we can get out of here. Start again.” My gaze flicks to the right, where Gemma stands behind me. Frank’s eyes follow, resting on her for a moment before a sudden understanding dawns on his features. His shoulders slump and he nods slowly. “Yeah… yeah, you’re right.” Sinclair gives a satisfied chuckle, pouring a measure of whisky into each glass. “Excellent. I think you’ll find that Sheridan will serve the perfect foil. She’s always been useful. And if people are as angry as you say they are—” he tilts the bottle towards Frank, “—then she will have a lot to answer to.” Once the whisky is served, Sinclair lifts the water jug, turning to Gemma. “Bottled?” “Of course, father.” She nods, avoiding eye contact with me. He inspects the liquid, swirling it around in the jug and sniffing it slightly. I freeze, aware of a shuddering sensation starting in my stomach and working its way out to the rest of my body, making me feel weak. Drink it. Just drink it already. After a few painful moments, Sinclair gives a little shake of his head and pours a small amount of water into each glass, swirling it around as he hands one to Harding, me, Frank, and takes the last for himself. “A toast.” He lifts his glass, and we all do the same. I’m aware of Harding’s eyes on me the whole time. But it won’t matter. Just like Ike, the cocktail we hold will only exaggerate the feelings we already have for Skycross. Empathy for the people stuck in reform. Understanding of the pain people have endured in this city. And the rest? Honesty, Compliance, Bliss, Serenity… I glance at Caleb, who smiles back at me with a brief nod before dissipating into a cloud of black, swirling smoke. It’s worth it. Just this one time. I lift the glass to my lips first and drink deeply. The whisky hits my throat like fire, intensified even more by the water. But I can’t taste any trace of the syrups that I know are in there. Will this small dose be enough? Seemingly satisfied by me drinking first, Harding and Sinclair drain their glasses. Frank sips his, watching them both closely. “We should air something to the city,” he says slowly. “Something to explain what’s happened here today.” “Good idea,” Sinclair lifts his glass to Frank before pouring another hefty drink for himself and Harding. “How can we do that?” “Get some Composure,” Frank says calmly. “And Lena can arrange everything.” --- Next Episode: Coming right up... |
2023.03.24 14:14 No_Comfortable7475 Tariq is just….
I had actually wrote this in response to another post but I think other people def have some things to say about him
Tariq is my favorite character in all of power & the spin-offs (since about S3) but they got him going out sad almost every episode. Bro talked so much shit when ghost was alive & he don’t stand on business for nothing, always getting extorted (except bash) or getting punched in the face or setup to go to prison by cane or getting played by his friends. He pussy whipped by Effie so he can’t see the girl was clearly jealous & giving all the red flags whenever Lauren came up in convo. & he doesn’t peep that she’s definitely trifling. He need to smarten tf up, cause idk I feel like they’re making him stupid on purpose. You would’ve thought after season 2 he would’ve developed a form of common sense. He need to start icing these people off the board, should’ve did it before Noma became an issue, now he has to wait. Ghost would’ve handled cane off rip after he sent that Gtg guy after him. & don’t even get me started on the “I’m not my father” issue. Cause he’s a hypocrite, he doesn’t wanna be his dad, but tells his father “I’m you dad” right before he shoots him. Writers need to make up their minds, he the main character of the show & is the softest mf of the bunch. He has no hands, no money, no assets. Big meech said it best, bro killed his dad & hustled just to make his life harder. Two seasons of selling drugs & he’s dead broke
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Tariq is my favorite character in all of power & the spin-offs (since about S3) but they got him going out sad almost every episode. Bro talked so much shit when ghost was alive & he don’t stand on business for nothing, always getting extorted (except bash) or getting punched in the face or setup to go to prison by cane or getting played by his friends. He pussy whipped by Effie so he can’t see the girl was clearly jealous & giving all the red flags whenever Lauren came up in convo. & he doesn’t peep that she’s definitely trifling. He need to smarten tf up, cause idk I feel like they’re making him stupid on purpose. You would’ve thought after season 2 he would’ve developed a form of common sense. He need to start icing these people off the board, should’ve did it before Noma became an issue, now he has to wait. Ghost would’ve handled cane off rip after he sent that Gtg guy after him. & don’t even get me started on the “I’m not my father” issue. Cause he’s a hypocrite, he doesn’t wanna be his dad, but tells his father “I’m you dad” right before he shoots him. Writers need to make up their minds, he the main character of the show & is the softest mf of the bunch. He has no hands, no money, no assets. Big meech said it best, bro killed his dad & hustled just to make his life harder. Two seasons of selling drugs & he’s dead broke
2023.03.24 14:13 silentdesyre 40 [M4F] #SanJose, CA - an older white dad with baby fever, still healthy, with good genes
I can't explain this feeling and I think it's more than just a kink. I'm already a dad of one kid and I want to make it happen again. There's something about babymaking and lately I'm feeling it's time to give my seed to someone in a natural way, sexually and not artificially, as I think that would be the most fulfilling way. I hope I find a woman who can relate and wants this too. I'm not particular about age and it's okay if you're attached as I do not require a relationship although it's a nice idea. While I'm not too old and still healthy and still have the drive to do it, let's give it a try. My son is the creative type, just to give you an idea of the kind of genes I'm passing on to you.
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2023.03.24 14:13 YaaliAnnar NoP: Lost and Found (34)
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For the past six days, I have been using a virtual reality headset to enhance my remote education here in this country. Legally, I'm a graduate student at the University of Nusantara. But a special case was made for me so that I can take assessments and exams in other universities.
Using the virtual reality headset was an interesting experience for me. The haptic feedback gloves were useful in giving me the necessary context when dealing with virtual objects. They enable me to interact with objects in a way that feels almost as if I am there in person. The actuator that arrests my fingers can give me the sensation of grabbing something, but it cannot simulate weight. When I grab a virtual object, it feels as though it is infinitely light, which can be a bit disorienting at times.
For this reason, I need to perform in-person practical classes once a week. Surgery requires me to be able to feel the resistance given by the flesh of the patient under me, this is achievable with full-immersion VR. But at that point, why not just do it in real space?
After spending the night in a town near Borobudur we continued to our destination the State of Yogyakarta, where our next university resided. Something about the name of the polity sounded off to me until I realized what it was.
"Why is it called a state?" I asked Johan. "I recall that other places are called a province."
Johan paused, considering where to start with his explanation. "Well, you do understand the concept of hereditary monarchy, don't you?"
"Some of the federation members do select their new leader through non-democratic means like exams," I answered, although I wasn't sure where he was going with this. "I do not think we still have any members whose leaders are chosen by descent."
"Okay, so this country used to be composed of several monarchies, and some of them used to fight against each other," Johan began to explain. "But when the arrival of the colonists made the monarchies unite and set aside their differences. Most of the monarchies gave way to democracy, but due to strong lobbying, the hereditary method was still maintained for Yogyakarta."
"So that is why it is called a state?" I asked, seeking clarification.
"Oh, it was called a province, with the sultan as governor," Johan replied. "It was not until the formation of the Federation of Nusantara that the State of Yogyakarta adopted the Malaysian way and switched to a constitutional monarchy. Now, the government is headed by a Chief Minister."
I nodded, trying to keep up with the complexities of this political system. "But what is the use of the monarch then, if they are not the one who rules?" I asked.
"I think it's for ceremonial purposes," Johan said. "All surviving monarchies on Earth use this system now. Because... the alternative would be no monarchy at all, and they don't want that."
"Oh, this is another one of your human cultural quirks," I remarked.
Juhan chuckled in agreement. "Yeah, and after the unification, the previously unrecognized monarchies in this country also lobbied to be recognized as a state," he said.
I observed the unique architecture of the buildings around us. Unlike the colonial or contemporary styles that I had seen in other cities, the buildings here featured slanted roofs with clay-colored coverings. Each edge of the roof was adorned with a curving flourish.
Our adventure began with a visit to the palace of the sultan, where we were greeted by a knowledgeable tour guide who was a member of the royal court. They provided us with insights into the history and culture of the state as well as showed us the various empty ceremonial pavilions that would be occupied during the festival and important times.
After leaving the palace, we decided to visit the museum of the Air Force, which was located right in an Armed Force Base. Once we got in, the first thing that greeted us was a fighter plane with a rotor. The machine of destruction was painted to look like a predator, with menacing eyes and pointy teeth. Sometimes, things on Earth reminded me that humans have a violent streak beneath their civility and kindness. Back then, I would see it with suspicion, but now… I think humans do need this fierceness as a resort when their words fail.
We could not proceed further, because Johan got the call.
"Hello." The human said with a sigh.
"..."
"Yeah… a member of the armed forces reported to you didn't they?"
"..."
"It's not like they can't learn about us from the ENAN application."
"..."
"Oh they can't? Alright… we'll turn away then."
In disappointment, Johan explained that we could not visit the Armed Forces museum due to the embargo on information about human warfare. He explained that it was a sensitive topic and the government regulates any dissemination of such information. Unlike our previous endeavors, this is not something that he can contest.
Bared from the Armed Force museum, we decided to visit the heritage museum instead. There, we walked through the exhibits while the tour guide explained the rich history and cultural traditions of the eastern part of the island. I could see the fascination in Johan's eyes as he listened intently to the guide's words. It was then that I realized that although Johan was born and raised on this island, his ancestry came from a land far away to the west. I wondered if this is how it feels like for non-venlil citizens on our homeworld who can speak and understand our language fluently despite belonging to a different species.
As the day came to the end we made our way to watch a traditional performance art known as shadow puppetry. The show was in Javanese, which was a bit challenging for me to consume, but I had a guide on our pad who helped us to understand the story. The puppeteer had an amazing ability to change their voice for each character in the show, making it seem like there were many different actors on stage. When the sun set, plunging the world into the night, we had dinner in the town square where we were treated to a spectacular display of lights and sounds. The bustling town square reminded me of the night market I visited in Bogor. Unlike other venlils I was never afraid of the darkness, but nevertheless… I equate darkness to a time of rest and calmness.
Meanwhile, here at the town square, pretty lights filled the air, from flying drones to brightly lighted traditional vehicles.
So, today we arrived at our third educational institution, the University of Gajah Mada. When we arrived at the complex Johan explained the origin of its name to me. It was named after a prime minister who lived around eight centuries ago. The translator told me that the first part of his name meant "elephant", the giant herbivore animals we saw back in the Safari Park. My human explained that this was not a coincidence and that the prime minister's name was literally "Drunk Elephant" in the language of his time. I found it odd that humans used such descriptive names but Johan clarified that it was likely just an epithet given to him based on his behavior or personality traits.
When I looked at the map of the Gajah Mada University, I was surprised by its vast size. It seemed almost like a city within a city with its numerous faculties, student dormitories, and even its own firefighter department and shopping center. The University of Nusantara complex was also large, but this was something else entirely. It was almost as if Gajah Mada University was its self-contained ecosystem. The presence of a hospital in the complex means that the Faculty of Medicine is located in the main complex. This was a stark contrast to the University of Nusantara, where the Faculty of Medicine was located kilometers away from the main complex.
The Faculty of Medicine even had a bridge connecting it directly to the hospital, providing easy access to students.
I was scheduled for a one-to-one assessment with Professor Badar. The meeting is scheduled for the eighth hour, and when we arrived several minutes before, the corridor leading up to the surgery laboratory was empty, with no sign of any students or staff. Unlike the gross Anatomy laboratory at the University of Nusantara, there was no waiting room outside the surgery laboratory. In front of the door, I pressed the button to notify whoever was inside, and after a moment, the surgery door slid open. A human dressed in light blue fabric stepped out, and I realized that the fabric seemed more like an outer protective layer.
Professor Badar's eyes met mine and he smiled.
"Ah, you're just on time. C'mon in!" He turned to Johan. "You can watch too if you want."
Johan hesitated for a moment before responding. "Can I just... wait outside?"
Badar nodded, "Well, that's allowed too."
After bidding farewell to Johan, the professor led me into a small room that resembled the staging room I had seen before in the University of Nusantara Faculty of Medicine. However, there was a distinct absence of the strong chemical taste that had pervaded the air in the staging room back in Jakarta. The room was empty except for the two of us.
"Before we start, Vani, I understand that your people don't typically perform surgeries in person. But in emergencies, what do they wear?"
"In-person surgery is an emergency procedure. In that case, they do not wear anything. I presume that your blue fabric is meant to minimize contaminants getting into the patient?"
"Correct. One of the things we discussed in the forum was how to accommodate your future work with us. We never had someone with so much fur before." The professor remarked, looking at me curiously.
"When I arrived on Earth, I had to wear a vacuum suit until I was decontaminated. The same approach could be done here," I suggested.
The professor nodded in agreement. "That's the same conclusion we had reached. We have our teams from the Faculty of Design and the Faculty of Engineering collaborate to come up with this," he explained while opening a locker and retrieving a white folded suit.
The suit looked like a cross between a vacuum suit and a hazmat suit, but with a less bulky design. As Professor Badar began to unfurl the suit, I noticed that it had roughly the same proportions as a venlil. "This isn't exactly a vacuum suit, but to make you comfortable, it has a built-in ventilation system," he added, pointing out the small vents that were scattered throughout the leg part of the suit.
The professor helped me get into the suit. The human adjusted the straps and made sure that the suit fits me properly. The transparent helmet felt light and flexible in my paws as I clasped it onto the rest of the suit.
"So... how is it?" he asked.
"I think it fits snugly. If I may make a suggestion, an inner pocket for my pad would be great. I need it to run the translator and various other applications I require in life," I said.
"Noted. I'll send that to the committee right away," Professor Badar replied.
When we stepped into the laboratory. four tables had stood in the room, with considerable distance between each other. My attention was drawn to the only table occupied by a human-shaped figure. At first, I thought they were just dummies, but as I got closer, I noticed their chest slowly rising and falling as if they were breathing.
"What are those figures?" I asked Professor Badar, hoping that humans are rational enough not to make me practice on an actual patient.
"Well, they are surgical training models," he replied. "We need to make them as lifelike as possible to ensure our students are well-prepared for real surgeries. Do you use similar models in your work?"
I feel a bit of relief. "No, we deal with deceased individuals, so we do not have any need for models like these. But even the dummy used for surgery does not breathe like this."
"Ah, interesting! I have seen your recorded practice in VR. Now it's time to do it in real space." The professor said, gesturing for me to step forward. He had even prepared a stepping stool for me to oversee the naked human dummy on the table. The detail of the skin looked lifelike, and I kept thinking of the dummy as an actual unconscious human. A piece of fabric covered the face of the dummy, and instead of making me feel at ease, not being able to look at a human face was strangely distressing.
"We will start by doing a common procedure called an appendectomy. Please show me the procedure as completely as possible," the professor instructed.
"Professor, is it correct to assume that this dummy is under anesthesia?" I asked.
"Correct."
I was about to disinfect the skin that I am about to cut open. But then… the professor asked me to do it as completely as possible.
"Sir. Is it possible to see the scan of the dummy beforehand? I need to be sure I am making an incision in the right place." This seemed to please the professor.
"I know you won't disappoint me," the professor said, pleased with my question about the patient's scan. "You're right to ask about the patient's reading. Why, there are even humans whose organs are placed the other way around. In that case, you have to reach their appendix from the left. In actual surgery, you will be given ample time to study and consult with other medical professionals."
"For the assessment, is it right to assume that the dummy patient is healthy?"
"Correct, now do you have the capability to receive my file?" said the professor.
"Yes. Just send it to the device named Vani's Pad."
The professor pulled out his pad and after fiddling with it, he sent an image with a flick. A notification popped up in my field of vision. With subvocal command, I ordered my implant to display the scan of the dummy in front of me. I examined it to ensure that I was making the incision in the correct location. Fortunately, the dummy doesn't have the exotic condition the professor described.
I find it hard to believe that a human can have mirrored anatomy like that.
When I began making the incision, the professor leaned in to watch my every move. The appendectomy is a common surgical procedure done to remove the appendix, an organ that humans have as a reservoir for gut bacteria. In Earth's herbivores, this organ is the size of an actual intestine and is used to help digest plant material. We venlil has a similar organ. Though the placement was quite different than in earth mammals.
I am not sure if I am impressed or concerned with the lifelike detail of the dummy's skin and surrounding tissue. The texture and feel were so realistic that it was hard to believe it wasn't an actual human. I continued with the procedure, paying attention to the depth of my scalpel, even though I knew it was a dummy. I should not damage the organs, even if they weren't real. I continued my incision and opened the dummy's subcutaneous layer and cut through the fat. I maneuvered my way to the appendix and once I had located the offending organ, I cut it off and cauterized the wound. I finished it by stitching the dummy back together. I used to stitch bodies back together during an autopsy, but in surgery, there are finer details that I need to heed.
After I finished the procedure, I looked over to the professor who nodded in approval. Despite knowing that the dummy was not a real human, I felt satisfaction at completing the surgery.
"I can't see anything wrong with your method so far. I would be okay with you performing an appendectomy on me even," said Professor Badar, a small smile forming on his lips. "But you do have years of experience in cutting up people. Is it any different? I have never performed an actual autopsy before," the professor admitted.
"There are differences when dealing with something alive or an approximation of something alive," I answered, thinking back to my years of examining bodies. "You have to be more careful and precise in your movements, and there are the constraints of making sure the patient survives."
"I see, yeah, you don't need to worry about that with your usual subject" the professor mused. "Well, thank you for attending the assessment, Vani. But I have to tell you that what you were doing is also considered an emergency procedure on Earth nowadays. Things like appendectomies are often done using laparoscopy whenever possible."
After the assessment I found Johan working in a café.
During my weekly checkup in the faculty building, the human medical students measured my torso diameter again, and after comparing it with their last measurement she made a recommendation. "You need to reduce your intake or exercise,"
Johan chimed in, "I think I can teach you some exercises to help with that."
Before we packed up I decided I had to reveal some personal details. "I also need to inform you that I have ingested human body fluid."
The student's fur brow twisted in a display of worry. "What kind of bodily fluid?" she asked.
"Saliva mostly," I could feel my fur prickling with discomfort, "We used protection."
"Oh…" she chuckled. "I was afraid it might be something like blood. So… just to be clear, the two of you had intercourse. Correct?"
"Yes," Johan said.
"Okay, if you are comfortable telling me when was your last time before you did it?" She asked me.
"Never."
"Wait... Really?" her expression was mostly that of disbelief but pity flashed over her face. "and you?" she turned toward Johan.
"Several years ago. I can't remember."
"Alright, alright." She typed something on her pad. "Well, as long as there is no issue, I think you can continue doing what you feel is best for both of you. We will keep this information confidential of course."
Half a claw after our last meal, Johan decided to teach me the basics of weightlifting and calisthenics. He explained that these exercises might not burn as many calories as cardio, but they were still useful for building and maintaining muscle strength. As we worked out, Johan expressed his curiosity about the training regimes of my people's armed forces.
"How do your people train?" He asked, as we completed a set of sit-ups, my human held my leg while I lay down and sat up repeatedly.
"Well, in the Venlil armed forces, I think they focus on muscle-building exercises like this," I remembered my ex, Janji, and how muscular he looked, like a venlil version of Johan.
"We don't engage in prolonged warfare, so our training is geared towards quick, decisive action," I added
I walked a lot during my stay on Earth for almost fifteen days and I noticed that my endurance and stamina had improved since my arrival. However, during the workout session with Johan, I still found myself getting unsteady on my feet. I stumbled and had to hold onto my human's body for balance.
"Are you okay?" he asked, concerned.
Trying to catch my breath, I nodded slowly, still feeling a bit woozy. "I think so," I managed to say, my voice shaky.
Johan placed a hand on my back and I felt a wave of heat rising from my body. "Oh man, you're hot," he commented.
"Thanks," I replied weakly, my mind foggy from the dizziness.
"No, I mean your body temperature is high," Johan clarified. "We should stop and let you rest."
Feeling grateful for Johan's concern, I nodded in agreement. I sat down on the back of the van. The vehicle's air conditioner blasted cool air onto my body, helping to normalize my temperature. Johan continued with his workout for a while longer, and I watched him from the van camera. Sweat glistened on his skin, and he seemed to be enjoying the exercise. By the time he joined me in the van, he looked ready to wash his body.
"Johan,"
"Mhm?" he replied before getting into the cramped shower room.
"I remembered our encounter with Beer, the sheep furry? Perhaps a cooling vest would be beneficial for me?"
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Using the virtual reality headset was an interesting experience for me. The haptic feedback gloves were useful in giving me the necessary context when dealing with virtual objects. They enable me to interact with objects in a way that feels almost as if I am there in person. The actuator that arrests my fingers can give me the sensation of grabbing something, but it cannot simulate weight. When I grab a virtual object, it feels as though it is infinitely light, which can be a bit disorienting at times.
For this reason, I need to perform in-person practical classes once a week. Surgery requires me to be able to feel the resistance given by the flesh of the patient under me, this is achievable with full-immersion VR. But at that point, why not just do it in real space?
After spending the night in a town near Borobudur we continued to our destination the State of Yogyakarta, where our next university resided. Something about the name of the polity sounded off to me until I realized what it was.
"Why is it called a state?" I asked Johan. "I recall that other places are called a province."
Johan paused, considering where to start with his explanation. "Well, you do understand the concept of hereditary monarchy, don't you?"
"Some of the federation members do select their new leader through non-democratic means like exams," I answered, although I wasn't sure where he was going with this. "I do not think we still have any members whose leaders are chosen by descent."
"Okay, so this country used to be composed of several monarchies, and some of them used to fight against each other," Johan began to explain. "But when the arrival of the colonists made the monarchies unite and set aside their differences. Most of the monarchies gave way to democracy, but due to strong lobbying, the hereditary method was still maintained for Yogyakarta."
"So that is why it is called a state?" I asked, seeking clarification.
"Oh, it was called a province, with the sultan as governor," Johan replied. "It was not until the formation of the Federation of Nusantara that the State of Yogyakarta adopted the Malaysian way and switched to a constitutional monarchy. Now, the government is headed by a Chief Minister."
I nodded, trying to keep up with the complexities of this political system. "But what is the use of the monarch then, if they are not the one who rules?" I asked.
"I think it's for ceremonial purposes," Johan said. "All surviving monarchies on Earth use this system now. Because... the alternative would be no monarchy at all, and they don't want that."
"Oh, this is another one of your human cultural quirks," I remarked.
Juhan chuckled in agreement. "Yeah, and after the unification, the previously unrecognized monarchies in this country also lobbied to be recognized as a state," he said.
I observed the unique architecture of the buildings around us. Unlike the colonial or contemporary styles that I had seen in other cities, the buildings here featured slanted roofs with clay-colored coverings. Each edge of the roof was adorned with a curving flourish.
Our adventure began with a visit to the palace of the sultan, where we were greeted by a knowledgeable tour guide who was a member of the royal court. They provided us with insights into the history and culture of the state as well as showed us the various empty ceremonial pavilions that would be occupied during the festival and important times.
After leaving the palace, we decided to visit the museum of the Air Force, which was located right in an Armed Force Base. Once we got in, the first thing that greeted us was a fighter plane with a rotor. The machine of destruction was painted to look like a predator, with menacing eyes and pointy teeth. Sometimes, things on Earth reminded me that humans have a violent streak beneath their civility and kindness. Back then, I would see it with suspicion, but now… I think humans do need this fierceness as a resort when their words fail.
We could not proceed further, because Johan got the call.
"Hello." The human said with a sigh.
"..."
"Yeah… a member of the armed forces reported to you didn't they?"
"..."
"It's not like they can't learn about us from the ENAN application."
"..."
"Oh they can't? Alright… we'll turn away then."
In disappointment, Johan explained that we could not visit the Armed Forces museum due to the embargo on information about human warfare. He explained that it was a sensitive topic and the government regulates any dissemination of such information. Unlike our previous endeavors, this is not something that he can contest.
Bared from the Armed Force museum, we decided to visit the heritage museum instead. There, we walked through the exhibits while the tour guide explained the rich history and cultural traditions of the eastern part of the island. I could see the fascination in Johan's eyes as he listened intently to the guide's words. It was then that I realized that although Johan was born and raised on this island, his ancestry came from a land far away to the west. I wondered if this is how it feels like for non-venlil citizens on our homeworld who can speak and understand our language fluently despite belonging to a different species.
As the day came to the end we made our way to watch a traditional performance art known as shadow puppetry. The show was in Javanese, which was a bit challenging for me to consume, but I had a guide on our pad who helped us to understand the story. The puppeteer had an amazing ability to change their voice for each character in the show, making it seem like there were many different actors on stage. When the sun set, plunging the world into the night, we had dinner in the town square where we were treated to a spectacular display of lights and sounds. The bustling town square reminded me of the night market I visited in Bogor. Unlike other venlils I was never afraid of the darkness, but nevertheless… I equate darkness to a time of rest and calmness.
Meanwhile, here at the town square, pretty lights filled the air, from flying drones to brightly lighted traditional vehicles.
So, today we arrived at our third educational institution, the University of Gajah Mada. When we arrived at the complex Johan explained the origin of its name to me. It was named after a prime minister who lived around eight centuries ago. The translator told me that the first part of his name meant "elephant", the giant herbivore animals we saw back in the Safari Park. My human explained that this was not a coincidence and that the prime minister's name was literally "Drunk Elephant" in the language of his time. I found it odd that humans used such descriptive names but Johan clarified that it was likely just an epithet given to him based on his behavior or personality traits.
When I looked at the map of the Gajah Mada University, I was surprised by its vast size. It seemed almost like a city within a city with its numerous faculties, student dormitories, and even its own firefighter department and shopping center. The University of Nusantara complex was also large, but this was something else entirely. It was almost as if Gajah Mada University was its self-contained ecosystem. The presence of a hospital in the complex means that the Faculty of Medicine is located in the main complex. This was a stark contrast to the University of Nusantara, where the Faculty of Medicine was located kilometers away from the main complex.
The Faculty of Medicine even had a bridge connecting it directly to the hospital, providing easy access to students.
I was scheduled for a one-to-one assessment with Professor Badar. The meeting is scheduled for the eighth hour, and when we arrived several minutes before, the corridor leading up to the surgery laboratory was empty, with no sign of any students or staff. Unlike the gross Anatomy laboratory at the University of Nusantara, there was no waiting room outside the surgery laboratory. In front of the door, I pressed the button to notify whoever was inside, and after a moment, the surgery door slid open. A human dressed in light blue fabric stepped out, and I realized that the fabric seemed more like an outer protective layer.
Professor Badar's eyes met mine and he smiled.
"Ah, you're just on time. C'mon in!" He turned to Johan. "You can watch too if you want."
Johan hesitated for a moment before responding. "Can I just... wait outside?"
Badar nodded, "Well, that's allowed too."
After bidding farewell to Johan, the professor led me into a small room that resembled the staging room I had seen before in the University of Nusantara Faculty of Medicine. However, there was a distinct absence of the strong chemical taste that had pervaded the air in the staging room back in Jakarta. The room was empty except for the two of us.
"Before we start, Vani, I understand that your people don't typically perform surgeries in person. But in emergencies, what do they wear?"
"In-person surgery is an emergency procedure. In that case, they do not wear anything. I presume that your blue fabric is meant to minimize contaminants getting into the patient?"
"Correct. One of the things we discussed in the forum was how to accommodate your future work with us. We never had someone with so much fur before." The professor remarked, looking at me curiously.
"When I arrived on Earth, I had to wear a vacuum suit until I was decontaminated. The same approach could be done here," I suggested.
The professor nodded in agreement. "That's the same conclusion we had reached. We have our teams from the Faculty of Design and the Faculty of Engineering collaborate to come up with this," he explained while opening a locker and retrieving a white folded suit.
The suit looked like a cross between a vacuum suit and a hazmat suit, but with a less bulky design. As Professor Badar began to unfurl the suit, I noticed that it had roughly the same proportions as a venlil. "This isn't exactly a vacuum suit, but to make you comfortable, it has a built-in ventilation system," he added, pointing out the small vents that were scattered throughout the leg part of the suit.
The professor helped me get into the suit. The human adjusted the straps and made sure that the suit fits me properly. The transparent helmet felt light and flexible in my paws as I clasped it onto the rest of the suit.
"So... how is it?" he asked.
"I think it fits snugly. If I may make a suggestion, an inner pocket for my pad would be great. I need it to run the translator and various other applications I require in life," I said.
"Noted. I'll send that to the committee right away," Professor Badar replied.
When we stepped into the laboratory. four tables had stood in the room, with considerable distance between each other. My attention was drawn to the only table occupied by a human-shaped figure. At first, I thought they were just dummies, but as I got closer, I noticed their chest slowly rising and falling as if they were breathing.
"What are those figures?" I asked Professor Badar, hoping that humans are rational enough not to make me practice on an actual patient.
"Well, they are surgical training models," he replied. "We need to make them as lifelike as possible to ensure our students are well-prepared for real surgeries. Do you use similar models in your work?"
I feel a bit of relief. "No, we deal with deceased individuals, so we do not have any need for models like these. But even the dummy used for surgery does not breathe like this."
"Ah, interesting! I have seen your recorded practice in VR. Now it's time to do it in real space." The professor said, gesturing for me to step forward. He had even prepared a stepping stool for me to oversee the naked human dummy on the table. The detail of the skin looked lifelike, and I kept thinking of the dummy as an actual unconscious human. A piece of fabric covered the face of the dummy, and instead of making me feel at ease, not being able to look at a human face was strangely distressing.
"We will start by doing a common procedure called an appendectomy. Please show me the procedure as completely as possible," the professor instructed.
"Professor, is it correct to assume that this dummy is under anesthesia?" I asked.
"Correct."
I was about to disinfect the skin that I am about to cut open. But then… the professor asked me to do it as completely as possible.
"Sir. Is it possible to see the scan of the dummy beforehand? I need to be sure I am making an incision in the right place." This seemed to please the professor.
"I know you won't disappoint me," the professor said, pleased with my question about the patient's scan. "You're right to ask about the patient's reading. Why, there are even humans whose organs are placed the other way around. In that case, you have to reach their appendix from the left. In actual surgery, you will be given ample time to study and consult with other medical professionals."
"For the assessment, is it right to assume that the dummy patient is healthy?"
"Correct, now do you have the capability to receive my file?" said the professor.
"Yes. Just send it to the device named Vani's Pad."
The professor pulled out his pad and after fiddling with it, he sent an image with a flick. A notification popped up in my field of vision. With subvocal command, I ordered my implant to display the scan of the dummy in front of me. I examined it to ensure that I was making the incision in the correct location. Fortunately, the dummy doesn't have the exotic condition the professor described.
I find it hard to believe that a human can have mirrored anatomy like that.
When I began making the incision, the professor leaned in to watch my every move. The appendectomy is a common surgical procedure done to remove the appendix, an organ that humans have as a reservoir for gut bacteria. In Earth's herbivores, this organ is the size of an actual intestine and is used to help digest plant material. We venlil has a similar organ. Though the placement was quite different than in earth mammals.
I am not sure if I am impressed or concerned with the lifelike detail of the dummy's skin and surrounding tissue. The texture and feel were so realistic that it was hard to believe it wasn't an actual human. I continued with the procedure, paying attention to the depth of my scalpel, even though I knew it was a dummy. I should not damage the organs, even if they weren't real. I continued my incision and opened the dummy's subcutaneous layer and cut through the fat. I maneuvered my way to the appendix and once I had located the offending organ, I cut it off and cauterized the wound. I finished it by stitching the dummy back together. I used to stitch bodies back together during an autopsy, but in surgery, there are finer details that I need to heed.
After I finished the procedure, I looked over to the professor who nodded in approval. Despite knowing that the dummy was not a real human, I felt satisfaction at completing the surgery.
"I can't see anything wrong with your method so far. I would be okay with you performing an appendectomy on me even," said Professor Badar, a small smile forming on his lips. "But you do have years of experience in cutting up people. Is it any different? I have never performed an actual autopsy before," the professor admitted.
"There are differences when dealing with something alive or an approximation of something alive," I answered, thinking back to my years of examining bodies. "You have to be more careful and precise in your movements, and there are the constraints of making sure the patient survives."
"I see, yeah, you don't need to worry about that with your usual subject" the professor mused. "Well, thank you for attending the assessment, Vani. But I have to tell you that what you were doing is also considered an emergency procedure on Earth nowadays. Things like appendectomies are often done using laparoscopy whenever possible."
After the assessment I found Johan working in a café.
During my weekly checkup in the faculty building, the human medical students measured my torso diameter again, and after comparing it with their last measurement she made a recommendation. "You need to reduce your intake or exercise,"
Johan chimed in, "I think I can teach you some exercises to help with that."
Before we packed up I decided I had to reveal some personal details. "I also need to inform you that I have ingested human body fluid."
The student's fur brow twisted in a display of worry. "What kind of bodily fluid?" she asked.
"Saliva mostly," I could feel my fur prickling with discomfort, "We used protection."
"Oh…" she chuckled. "I was afraid it might be something like blood. So… just to be clear, the two of you had intercourse. Correct?"
"Yes," Johan said.
"Okay, if you are comfortable telling me when was your last time before you did it?" She asked me.
"Never."
"Wait... Really?" her expression was mostly that of disbelief but pity flashed over her face. "and you?" she turned toward Johan.
"Several years ago. I can't remember."
"Alright, alright." She typed something on her pad. "Well, as long as there is no issue, I think you can continue doing what you feel is best for both of you. We will keep this information confidential of course."
Half a claw after our last meal, Johan decided to teach me the basics of weightlifting and calisthenics. He explained that these exercises might not burn as many calories as cardio, but they were still useful for building and maintaining muscle strength. As we worked out, Johan expressed his curiosity about the training regimes of my people's armed forces.
"How do your people train?" He asked, as we completed a set of sit-ups, my human held my leg while I lay down and sat up repeatedly.
"Well, in the Venlil armed forces, I think they focus on muscle-building exercises like this," I remembered my ex, Janji, and how muscular he looked, like a venlil version of Johan.
"We don't engage in prolonged warfare, so our training is geared towards quick, decisive action," I added
I walked a lot during my stay on Earth for almost fifteen days and I noticed that my endurance and stamina had improved since my arrival. However, during the workout session with Johan, I still found myself getting unsteady on my feet. I stumbled and had to hold onto my human's body for balance.
"Are you okay?" he asked, concerned.
Trying to catch my breath, I nodded slowly, still feeling a bit woozy. "I think so," I managed to say, my voice shaky.
Johan placed a hand on my back and I felt a wave of heat rising from my body. "Oh man, you're hot," he commented.
"Thanks," I replied weakly, my mind foggy from the dizziness.
"No, I mean your body temperature is high," Johan clarified. "We should stop and let you rest."
Feeling grateful for Johan's concern, I nodded in agreement. I sat down on the back of the van. The vehicle's air conditioner blasted cool air onto my body, helping to normalize my temperature. Johan continued with his workout for a while longer, and I watched him from the van camera. Sweat glistened on his skin, and he seemed to be enjoying the exercise. By the time he joined me in the van, he looked ready to wash his body.
"Johan,"
"Mhm?" he replied before getting into the cramped shower room.
"I remembered our encounter with Beer, the sheep furry? Perhaps a cooling vest would be beneficial for me?"
2023.03.24 14:12 teerameesu I (26F) have lots of regret and conflicting emotions that prevent me from making a rationale decision about moving out
I think I am very intune with my feelings, but I lack the ability to decisively make a decision for myself, in fear of the outcomes. Though not making a decison is technically a decision, I sense that as I person I would benefit a lot more from just picking and dealing with the outcomes. I’m posting becuase I am hoping to get help with making a decision and hopefully having done it for the first time, I will get the confidence to continue making the decisions (?) Or, just rely on the reddit community to decide the course of my life.
Here’s a little about me:
I am 26, female, south Asian. I graduating from Engineering at a great school in Canada about 3 years ago. I work full-time in tech, living at home with my parents, and have been since I graudated. I occasionally go into the office. I don’t have a ton of friends. And they few I had, moved away after graduation. I am still in touch and have visited, but that’s that. I’ve built relationships with coworkers. While in University, I was very academically focused and career driven, focused on getting the job & grades. I also had the kind of mother that visited me at least every other weekend to drop off food. Up until an internship that got me to move away from home for 8 months, I was essentially still living at home, even though I wasn’t, due to frequent visits. That internship was amazing. I lived at a hostel that allowed me to make so many great friends, that I still talk to today. Arguably, one friends that I met knows me better than my best friend due to just being able to share feelings and life experiences so openly. The relationship is different though. While in this new city, I lived the way I wanted. I was out however long I wanted. I spent time with whoever I chose to. I explored in groups and alone. I was free. I started using dating apps for the first time while in this new city. All experiences were contained to the app except for one person who I ended up meeting up with. Though he was a kook. The feeling was great. When I’d call home, often the feelings I’d be left with were shame, guilt, remorse, pitty etc. from my mom. I’m not sure why but that’s what I remember. I remember inviting my mom to come to city and stay with me for a week but she never did — Idk why. After returning from the city to finish my last year of school, my parents noticed a change. My dad specifically notices this change has a negative. Even yesterday, 6 years after coming back, he references my experience in the city as something that changed me for the worse. I 101% disagree.
Today, I live at home. I’m dating a boy that I met in my last semester of school. He’s a year younger. We’ve both been living at home since graduation. We never moved in together because I have very traditional parents (though they did let us go on a 2 week road trip together), and living in together has just never been a thing — though the topic, has been discussed with my mom and depending on the mood she seems open to it. It’ll be 3 years in June.
My boy will be moving away to a city 3 hours behind in a different country. I feel very emotionally attached to him. Technically I could move with him but my family prevents that as it’s “not part of our culture”. I couldn’t fucking care about our culture. To me, the main thing holding me back is 2 things: (1) my parents, and (2) the lack of emotional reciprocation and longing from my boy. It’s because he just shows it differently than I do but it still bothers me a bit. Idk why but I need to be constantly reminded and shown I am loved, or I just don’t believe it.
Career wise, the last 3 years have been bumpy. I’m still working at the same company I joined post-graduation. It’s a very stable company, run by serial entrepreneurs. I am grateful to the company as the provided me the opportunity to transition to a role I’ve had my eyes on, and recently I’ve been promoted for my work. I had a shitty manager, but now have someone that seems to be a lot more wise and thoughtful. Sometimes the job can be hectic and certain characters can be blunt, but overall I think this is a very good opportunity. Everyone is very invested and cares which is what’s keeping me here.
With all this said, here’s how I feel:
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Here’s a little about me:
I am 26, female, south Asian. I graduating from Engineering at a great school in Canada about 3 years ago. I work full-time in tech, living at home with my parents, and have been since I graudated. I occasionally go into the office. I don’t have a ton of friends. And they few I had, moved away after graduation. I am still in touch and have visited, but that’s that. I’ve built relationships with coworkers. While in University, I was very academically focused and career driven, focused on getting the job & grades. I also had the kind of mother that visited me at least every other weekend to drop off food. Up until an internship that got me to move away from home for 8 months, I was essentially still living at home, even though I wasn’t, due to frequent visits. That internship was amazing. I lived at a hostel that allowed me to make so many great friends, that I still talk to today. Arguably, one friends that I met knows me better than my best friend due to just being able to share feelings and life experiences so openly. The relationship is different though. While in this new city, I lived the way I wanted. I was out however long I wanted. I spent time with whoever I chose to. I explored in groups and alone. I was free. I started using dating apps for the first time while in this new city. All experiences were contained to the app except for one person who I ended up meeting up with. Though he was a kook. The feeling was great. When I’d call home, often the feelings I’d be left with were shame, guilt, remorse, pitty etc. from my mom. I’m not sure why but that’s what I remember. I remember inviting my mom to come to city and stay with me for a week but she never did — Idk why. After returning from the city to finish my last year of school, my parents noticed a change. My dad specifically notices this change has a negative. Even yesterday, 6 years after coming back, he references my experience in the city as something that changed me for the worse. I 101% disagree.
Today, I live at home. I’m dating a boy that I met in my last semester of school. He’s a year younger. We’ve both been living at home since graduation. We never moved in together because I have very traditional parents (though they did let us go on a 2 week road trip together), and living in together has just never been a thing — though the topic, has been discussed with my mom and depending on the mood she seems open to it. It’ll be 3 years in June.
My boy will be moving away to a city 3 hours behind in a different country. I feel very emotionally attached to him. Technically I could move with him but my family prevents that as it’s “not part of our culture”. I couldn’t fucking care about our culture. To me, the main thing holding me back is 2 things: (1) my parents, and (2) the lack of emotional reciprocation and longing from my boy. It’s because he just shows it differently than I do but it still bothers me a bit. Idk why but I need to be constantly reminded and shown I am loved, or I just don’t believe it.
Career wise, the last 3 years have been bumpy. I’m still working at the same company I joined post-graduation. It’s a very stable company, run by serial entrepreneurs. I am grateful to the company as the provided me the opportunity to transition to a role I’ve had my eyes on, and recently I’ve been promoted for my work. I had a shitty manager, but now have someone that seems to be a lot more wise and thoughtful. Sometimes the job can be hectic and certain characters can be blunt, but overall I think this is a very good opportunity. Everyone is very invested and cares which is what’s keeping me here.
With all this said, here’s how I feel:
- I feel like I am on a fucking leash while living at home with my parents. They check-in on me when out late (though it's gotten better w time because they're probably tired), get upset when I’m home late, constantly worried. My mother in particular has a lot of anxiety about everything — such as: whether I am stagnating career wise, is my relationship going to last, why am I not doing additional schooling, etc. etc. My dad, well he just places value in people working towards improving the world and he looks down upon anything that doesn’t contribute to that view. My parents relationship isn’t that great. My mom takes care of a lot financially, and time-wise. Is very giving. But at the same time is also very bitter. My dad really only cares about himself, and the general safety of his kids. Their marriage was an arranged marriage. My parents both share cultural values (i.e. no living together before marriage, drinking is for men, come home on time, being out late is how you ruin you reputation, etc.) but my mom on the relationship front, could be convinced due to her lack of satisfaction with her own marriage.
- I did not have nearly as much fun as I should have in university. As I meet people later in life, and learn about their past, I often hear about wild histories. This often makes me regret drinking the koolaid my parents gave me and very much just focusing on career & school while in uni.
- I want to feel wanted by my boy friends, as he moves away. I know he wants me because he’s looking for a studio, so for the times I do visit, we have our own space. And he's always mentioned the door is open. At the same time, I just feel like I’m missing something.
- Do I just fuck all and move in w my boyfriend?
- Do I just move out by stay close geographically?
- Do I move aboard and become a digital nomad?
- Do I do long distance & see where things go?
- Do I quit & travel & do all the things I regret not doing in uni in Europe?
- the list of questions and options goes on...
2023.03.24 14:12 jdtinsley 6 Items of Power
There are many myths and legends of gods and deities that govern almost any system in the universe, but in the end most every culture and religion respects the power of YIN and YANG. Good and Evil. Light an Dark. DUALITY. Two beings that represent the elements that make up reality have appeared to you and they look… Tired. They have decided to give up their godhood to become mortals and get married on earth! But before they hang up their capes they need to give away their powers as they cannot be destroyed only transferred.
Choose 1 item and only 1 item. Any more power and you would surely be driven mad… anything you don’t pick will be offered to the next soul until all 6 are gone
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Choose 1 item and only 1 item. Any more power and you would surely be driven mad… anything you don’t pick will be offered to the next soul until all 6 are gone
- Earth Cleaver A Broadsword with a hilt and another hilt next to it but closer to the blade(so that when you wield it your hand is secure between the 2 hilts) that is made of extremely dense and compact dirt. Even though it’s made of dirt it is still incredibly sharp. It’s is twice your size but as you pick it up you find it weighs nothing at all. This sword grants its wielded dominion over the earth. Immense strength and durability allows you to cut mountains in half with ease and swim in volcanos. Because you control the earth you can do anything you desire in regards to Geokineses, gravity manipulation and matter conversion(ex. Turning lead to gold or forming complex machines from raw materials.) pretty much any inorganic mineral is under your domain. You cannot create food or control water. Want to create golems? 👍 want to create a continent or even a planet? 👍 just because you can’t control water doesn’t mean you can’t use gravity to bring a block of ice from space to your newly created planet. Inherently you can control all metal as well. Darkness is also a part of your domain. You can shadow manipulation and shadow travel abilities. Of course shadows can’t touch anything but they can observe and report. Because you can control gravity you can control time in a way but you cannot go back in time. Let your imagination run wild and you will find the limit to your abilities quickly.
- Liquid Steel Katana As you lift the sword you decide that a bulky sword is not really your style. As you think this the compact dirt blade falls to dust over you and becomes a literal Duster coat draped over you, leaving nothing but a sword hilt in your hand. You feel extremely light on your feet and in your spirit. Because this weapon is derived from the great sword you can control a certain mineral in so much that you can control the duster that is draped over you and ONLY the duster. You can use the duster to move in 3 dimensions with ease. The duster protects you from g forces and other environmental hazards. You can fly literally as fast as you want but you cannot go backwards in time. The hilt left in your hand gives you control over all water. (Think hitsugaya from bleach) as you swing the hilt it condenses the water in the air into a blade from water and then solidifies into a katana of pure ice. It’s a pretty straightforward ability but the possibilities are only limited by creativity. You can travel through water as easily as the air and can reconstitute yourself from water alone. If your duster is destroyed you can only recreate it from dirt but once you find dust or earth of any kind it will fly to you and reform the duster. You have superhuman reaction speed and reflexes. Capable of keeping up with any speed you are flying or swimming. Your water control is not limited by volume so you can control molecules as easily as oceans.
- Seed of Life As you examine the broadsword you notice a crack in the blade right in between the two hilts. You grab both hilts and attempt to pull the blade apart cracking it open. As soon as it opens a plethora of flowers and vines spring forth releasing spores that you inhale as you marvel at its beauty. Once you inhale the spores the blade crumbles to dust and you feel power surge through you. You now have the blood of nature in your veins. You now have the power to control nature in its purest form. You can form vines, trees, fruits and vegetables from only carbon atoms. You cannot move the plants through 3 dimensions(like making an apple float) but you have complete freedom in the control of their growth and movement. You are essentially master of The Green from DC comics. This is also the path to immortality, as you gain infinite regeneration and if your body is destroyed you will reconstitute from the nearest plant life. You are tapped into the hive mind of all plants and can sense whatever they sense, you can’t “see” through a plant because it doesn’t have eyes and so on. You have master telepathy and control over animal life just as much as plant life. You can create and shape life however you want to and control the minds of anyone with no limits. You cannot control other users of these items. Anything that is organic or “alive” is essentially under your domain. You can travel through plant networks but this is not teleportation, the plant systems must connect in some way to go through them. If you need to cross a desert or ocean you can become living pollen and allow the wind to carry you but you cannot control the wind.
2023.03.24 14:11 rb0317 Advice about getting a kitten
Hey everyone, I hope this is okay to post here. We signed up for a waitlist for a Mainecoon kitten (we’re thinking boy) and now that the litter is here we are a bit anxious. We haven’t agreed to one yet nor put a deposit down so this isn’t locked in. I guess our concern is with our current baby. She’s about 10 years old and diabetic. She was my dads cat before he passed and hasn’t been around other cats much. I’m nervous to get a new baby and have them hate each other as I’m not sure where we would go from there. She’s pretty laid back and easy going but I genuinely do not know how she’d fare as she loves attention and is very clingy.
Our other concern is we have a smaller house. Currently with one litter box but not sure where we’d put a second. We’d figure it out but still. We have about 850 sqft. Is that okay for two large cats? Our current girl is pretty big 😂
Thanks if you have read this far. Advice from communities like this really is helpful to ease the mind of a worried pet parent.
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Our other concern is we have a smaller house. Currently with one litter box but not sure where we’d put a second. We’d figure it out but still. We have about 850 sqft. Is that okay for two large cats? Our current girl is pretty big 😂
Thanks if you have read this far. Advice from communities like this really is helpful to ease the mind of a worried pet parent.
2023.03.24 14:09 Proper-Scallion-252 My dad owns a plot of land in Florida that he bought from his father, what should I know if I plan to purchase it off of him?
So my grandfather owned two small plots of land in Florida, I believe it was in a small gated community (much like you'd see in the mountains on the east coast) and he sold it at cost to my father when I was young. The cost basis for my dad is somewhere around 8k or so, so it would be an incredibly cheap purchase, with minimal property taxes (I believe it's under $100 a year).
My family lives in the Mid-Atlantic, but the thought of owning land and putting a small cabin on it in Florida for some vacations and fishing trips sounds so good to me. I plan on owning a hunting cabin in the mountains in the future, but that seems further down the road as the cost of the land would likely be higher with a standard arm's length transaction. I'm about to propose to my GF so I've been forward thinking a lot about family building, vacations and the like, and this seems like a perfect opportunity (assuming everything with the land and transaction would go well) to get a cheap vacation spot for the family in the future (both my immediate family and my future children/wife). The property is in the panhandle of the state and isn't far from the beach (about an hour or so), and I don't have all the information but my mom proposed the idea of my dad and I checking out the land (Dad hasn't seen it in years) to assess it, and suggested I could buy it from them for the future.
So while I still have a lot of information to gather, and we still have to find time to visit the plot and actually assess the property, what are some things to keep in mind as I mull over the purchase? I believe it's an empty plot, so I'd imagine I'd have to consider costs of building/buying pre-fab cabins in mind, I'd also have to consider the cost of adding utilities to the cabin as well (for plumbing and electric) and while the property taxes are low now I'm assuming that if I build structure on the land with utilities, it would increase the taxes? I've never purchased a home or land before, so this is all very unclear to me, and any advice or help would go a long way. Also as a note, because this is Reddit and there are a lot of people who have bad familial relationships, this isn't in any way a plot to pawn off worthless land on me and turn a quick buck, my dad has a lot of memories of going down to this land with his father for fishing trips and family vacations, and I think he would just want to pass it down in the family at cost to someone more willing and capable of doing something with it.
EDIT: I can confirm that the lots do not have structures built on them yet.
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My family lives in the Mid-Atlantic, but the thought of owning land and putting a small cabin on it in Florida for some vacations and fishing trips sounds so good to me. I plan on owning a hunting cabin in the mountains in the future, but that seems further down the road as the cost of the land would likely be higher with a standard arm's length transaction. I'm about to propose to my GF so I've been forward thinking a lot about family building, vacations and the like, and this seems like a perfect opportunity (assuming everything with the land and transaction would go well) to get a cheap vacation spot for the family in the future (both my immediate family and my future children/wife). The property is in the panhandle of the state and isn't far from the beach (about an hour or so), and I don't have all the information but my mom proposed the idea of my dad and I checking out the land (Dad hasn't seen it in years) to assess it, and suggested I could buy it from them for the future.
So while I still have a lot of information to gather, and we still have to find time to visit the plot and actually assess the property, what are some things to keep in mind as I mull over the purchase? I believe it's an empty plot, so I'd imagine I'd have to consider costs of building/buying pre-fab cabins in mind, I'd also have to consider the cost of adding utilities to the cabin as well (for plumbing and electric) and while the property taxes are low now I'm assuming that if I build structure on the land with utilities, it would increase the taxes? I've never purchased a home or land before, so this is all very unclear to me, and any advice or help would go a long way. Also as a note, because this is Reddit and there are a lot of people who have bad familial relationships, this isn't in any way a plot to pawn off worthless land on me and turn a quick buck, my dad has a lot of memories of going down to this land with his father for fishing trips and family vacations, and I think he would just want to pass it down in the family at cost to someone more willing and capable of doing something with it.
EDIT: I can confirm that the lots do not have structures built on them yet.
2023.03.24 14:04 Kittycats12345 how to deal with conservative family and staying away from them
My whole family is pretty much hardcore republican but my brother (40) is esp. I'm 16. He used to be a police officer and will go on about how lgbt is stupid and women don't have any problems and had screamed in my face to the point I was crying that my life is easy then called me a pussy for crying (my parents did nothing during this and just watched)
But the actual issue at hand: yesterday we went out for my dads birthday and someone mentioned cat litter, and I am in a vet program so I said like "oh hey did you know cat litter can cause toxoplasmosis in pregnant women which causes accidental abortions" TO MY MOM like a whisper, just cause I was excited to talk about class, and my mom goes "DONT SAY THAT WORD IM FRONT OF THE KIDS" and I was just literally in shock because she's worried about my brothers kids hearing the medical word for losing a baby. (Look up toxoplasmosis abortion and you can find articles from the sixties up til now, People started using miscarriage to separate from the word when actual abortion became legal but medical professionals will still use it) But my problem is, my brother literally says slurs every sentence and has taught his kids the nazi hand raise but me saying the word "abortion" is a problem. To me it's literal psychopathy and I objectively just can't stand my brother and find him utterly revolting. I don't want to stand for like literal propaganda where nazi jokes are ok the word abortion is offensive. I have autism and they will purposefully use the r slur in front of me constantly and will be really weird and make jokes I don't understand and get pissed at me for being uncomfortable with their presence and I'm so tired. I feel really bad cause on my dads birthday I was up in my room the whole time after we got back from a restaurant cause my mom told me I was "causing a scene" or whatever.
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But the actual issue at hand: yesterday we went out for my dads birthday and someone mentioned cat litter, and I am in a vet program so I said like "oh hey did you know cat litter can cause toxoplasmosis in pregnant women which causes accidental abortions" TO MY MOM like a whisper, just cause I was excited to talk about class, and my mom goes "DONT SAY THAT WORD IM FRONT OF THE KIDS" and I was just literally in shock because she's worried about my brothers kids hearing the medical word for losing a baby. (Look up toxoplasmosis abortion and you can find articles from the sixties up til now, People started using miscarriage to separate from the word when actual abortion became legal but medical professionals will still use it) But my problem is, my brother literally says slurs every sentence and has taught his kids the nazi hand raise but me saying the word "abortion" is a problem. To me it's literal psychopathy and I objectively just can't stand my brother and find him utterly revolting. I don't want to stand for like literal propaganda where nazi jokes are ok the word abortion is offensive. I have autism and they will purposefully use the r slur in front of me constantly and will be really weird and make jokes I don't understand and get pissed at me for being uncomfortable with their presence and I'm so tired. I feel really bad cause on my dads birthday I was up in my room the whole time after we got back from a restaurant cause my mom told me I was "causing a scene" or whatever.
2023.03.24 14:03 nicetylip Just a thought (1079 spoilers)
I was thinking about Kid and Law and what may have happened to them. And I was thinking about the stores in general for One Piece.
Usually Oda likes to play around with the idea of ‘Three’ a lot.
We usually see one live, one offscreen to come back later on, and one die. - Roger dies, WB lives, Oden is offscreened(OFF) until later on - Ace dies, Luffy lives, Sabo is OFF until later on - Roger dies, Rayleigh lives, Gaban is OFF until later on - Luffy lives, I believe Garp is going to die soon because Dragon is OFF. JUST A THOUGHT.
I know this doesn’t work for every scenario but it seems like it continues, if you want to add more then go ahead. I think because of this kind of structure, Kid is being killed right now and that Law is potentially alive. It could be the other way around of course or I could be wrong entirely.
We got the words that the Kid pirates led by the man worth 3 billion were completely obliterated. But we didn’t see anything for Law. Just the supposed end for their fight with the use of Black Vortex and a shocked Law.
Also when we thought that Sabo had died on the boat way back when, we saw his ship burning and everyone crying. We did get to see his hat still floating on the surface of the water which could have been a clue. If I use this logic then seeing no remnants of Kid being shown above water means he has died. Law’s hat and sword are seen on BB ship so potentially he is alive and either captured or he has escaped with nothing. Just writing my thoughts. Don’t mind me…
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Usually Oda likes to play around with the idea of ‘Three’ a lot.
- Three types of fruits
- Three main types of haki
- Three brothers (including Roger, Whitebeard, Oden)
- Luffy, Kid, and Law
- Three world powers (Pirates/Yonkos, World Goverment, Navy)
- The Calamities
- Big Mom’s Sweet Commanders (Reduced to 3 offscreen) ETC…
We usually see one live, one offscreen to come back later on, and one die. - Roger dies, WB lives, Oden is offscreened(OFF) until later on - Ace dies, Luffy lives, Sabo is OFF until later on - Roger dies, Rayleigh lives, Gaban is OFF until later on - Luffy lives, I believe Garp is going to die soon because Dragon is OFF. JUST A THOUGHT.
I know this doesn’t work for every scenario but it seems like it continues, if you want to add more then go ahead. I think because of this kind of structure, Kid is being killed right now and that Law is potentially alive. It could be the other way around of course or I could be wrong entirely.
We got the words that the Kid pirates led by the man worth 3 billion were completely obliterated. But we didn’t see anything for Law. Just the supposed end for their fight with the use of Black Vortex and a shocked Law.
Also when we thought that Sabo had died on the boat way back when, we saw his ship burning and everyone crying. We did get to see his hat still floating on the surface of the water which could have been a clue. If I use this logic then seeing no remnants of Kid being shown above water means he has died. Law’s hat and sword are seen on BB ship so potentially he is alive and either captured or he has escaped with nothing. Just writing my thoughts. Don’t mind me…
2023.03.24 14:02 firanator Feeling guilty in Ramadan.
Hey guys. Im 21F, maroccan backward living in Spain. I have been eating secretly 2 years ago. I started questioning Islam when i found different social accounts exposing him. I have never been religious.
I feel very bad, my mom takes care of me a lot and my dad wanted to buy me an abaya. He tells me that if I have problems with praying i should ask him how to pray.. And im secretly drinking water 😅😂.
Recently i have been thinking that if Allah exists I would go straight to hell for everything I've done. Blasphemy, and more.
I think there is still some part of me who is muslim, after all I was raised with Islamic values. But at the same time I don't feel identified with many things and i never practiced islam properly except from fasting without praying and not have intimate relationships with anyone.
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I feel very bad, my mom takes care of me a lot and my dad wanted to buy me an abaya. He tells me that if I have problems with praying i should ask him how to pray.. And im secretly drinking water 😅😂.
Recently i have been thinking that if Allah exists I would go straight to hell for everything I've done. Blasphemy, and more.
I think there is still some part of me who is muslim, after all I was raised with Islamic values. But at the same time I don't feel identified with many things and i never practiced islam properly except from fasting without praying and not have intimate relationships with anyone.
2023.03.24 14:01 ripv4nwinkI3 My mom was groomed and abused. But I still blame her.
I’m pretty sure my mother was still underage when she and my father began their relationship. My father was well in his 30s at the time. It was almost 30 years ago so the mindset was a bit different than now. Especially that it was in a very small town in Cuba. My father was older than her, quite rich for the standards of that time and place and just seemed like a safe option for the future i guess. or maybe her family pressured her.
either way, she was 18 when she gave birth to me and my twin brother. that was her first and last hospital birth. after that, my father couldn’t bother taking her there. he also didn’t believe in contraception apparently. in total my parents had 7 children. they probably would’ve had more if my mother hadn’t died right after giving birth to my baby sister. her death is a whole other thing. my father wasn’t there, i was put in charge of my younger siblings. my mother didn’t want any help. when she got quiet, i checked on her but i was pretty sure she was just asleep. i genuinely thought my father was going to kill me when he came back home. he blamed me for her death my entire life. for not calling the ambulance. i was 7.
he was abusive way before that though. when my mother was still alive. in fact he was sexually abusive. he messed with my head so much that i think i’ll be emotionally crippled for the rest of my life. he used to do it at home, in the car, he used to take me “to the cinema” or “to the toy store”. and i’m pretty sure my mom knew. i mean it was a small house. thin walls. and sometimes i’d wake up in their bedroom. but she never did anything. she’d always leave the room right before he was going to do something. she’d only be there to put a bandaid on the cut on my brow or something. and i get that she was abused too. but she was the adult there. while i was like 4.
and knowing what i know now, how screwed up in the head i am and how there’s no future for me, i don’t think i can forgive her. even though i miss her every day and i wish she was here. i guess maybe i just need to know why she did nothing. and if she was sorry
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either way, she was 18 when she gave birth to me and my twin brother. that was her first and last hospital birth. after that, my father couldn’t bother taking her there. he also didn’t believe in contraception apparently. in total my parents had 7 children. they probably would’ve had more if my mother hadn’t died right after giving birth to my baby sister. her death is a whole other thing. my father wasn’t there, i was put in charge of my younger siblings. my mother didn’t want any help. when she got quiet, i checked on her but i was pretty sure she was just asleep. i genuinely thought my father was going to kill me when he came back home. he blamed me for her death my entire life. for not calling the ambulance. i was 7.
he was abusive way before that though. when my mother was still alive. in fact he was sexually abusive. he messed with my head so much that i think i’ll be emotionally crippled for the rest of my life. he used to do it at home, in the car, he used to take me “to the cinema” or “to the toy store”. and i’m pretty sure my mom knew. i mean it was a small house. thin walls. and sometimes i’d wake up in their bedroom. but she never did anything. she’d always leave the room right before he was going to do something. she’d only be there to put a bandaid on the cut on my brow or something. and i get that she was abused too. but she was the adult there. while i was like 4.
and knowing what i know now, how screwed up in the head i am and how there’s no future for me, i don’t think i can forgive her. even though i miss her every day and i wish she was here. i guess maybe i just need to know why she did nothing. and if she was sorry
2023.03.24 14:00 AskSuspicious281 AITA getting matching tattoos with my step sister and not including my half sister
I (21m) have always been close to my "step" sister (21f). We were best friends in school even before our parents started dating when we were 7. I also grew up without my dad so my "step" dad had also been like my dad before our parents were together and even now he is 100% my dad.
I only started talking to my bio father when i was 15 and its never been a father son relationship. The first time i met him i was 17. That was also the first time i met my half sister (19f now). My relationship with bio father and half sister isnt very close but talk on occasion. My half sister is still very much a stranger to me since we dont spend much time together.
Me and my sis (step) recently got matching tattoos. Its just a rose with each others names writen in cursive on the stem. There just cute little tattoos on the side of our wrists, nothing big. Me and my sister posted the tattoos to instagram and my half sister ended up seeing it. Shes now upset and huffy over not being included and so is my bio father that i didnt include her.
I tried to be polite about it but they kept pushing so i told them the truth, they are basiclly strangers to me that i see occasionally. We are not family, at best you are people i want to get to know but still will never be as close to me as my sister and dad are to me and at worse your just a sperm doner and sperm doners daughter. I feel i was a bit harsh there but i was sick of their shit and feeling entitled to a close relationship to the point i should get a matching tattoo with a person i bearly know. AITA?
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I only started talking to my bio father when i was 15 and its never been a father son relationship. The first time i met him i was 17. That was also the first time i met my half sister (19f now). My relationship with bio father and half sister isnt very close but talk on occasion. My half sister is still very much a stranger to me since we dont spend much time together.
Me and my sis (step) recently got matching tattoos. Its just a rose with each others names writen in cursive on the stem. There just cute little tattoos on the side of our wrists, nothing big. Me and my sister posted the tattoos to instagram and my half sister ended up seeing it. Shes now upset and huffy over not being included and so is my bio father that i didnt include her.
I tried to be polite about it but they kept pushing so i told them the truth, they are basiclly strangers to me that i see occasionally. We are not family, at best you are people i want to get to know but still will never be as close to me as my sister and dad are to me and at worse your just a sperm doner and sperm doners daughter. I feel i was a bit harsh there but i was sick of their shit and feeling entitled to a close relationship to the point i should get a matching tattoo with a person i bearly know. AITA?
2023.03.24 13:52 healinglilred Weekend dread
I’m not ready for today or this weekend to be honest. FIL is coming to visit and he has stage 4 breast cancer, it’s in his bones. BIL called last night to give us a little warning regarding his dads condition. Skin and bones basically, no hair and struggles walking. He immediately broke down sobbing, that kid is like a brick wall when it comes to emotions like crying so this was serious. I know the boys are going to fall apart when their dad passes so I need to be strong for them but I’m struggle with my own emotions. This will probably be the last time I see my FIL alive. I have never experienced death so close nor have experienced the loss of a parent yet. My daughter is going to lose it as well, she loves her papa so much. How do people stay sober through these hard times? Like really truly stay sober cause I want to grab a few tall cans of Redds and go sit in the bed of my truck and hide from these very real adult problems. I feel too young to be dealing with this but I’m not, it’s part of life. Growing up we forget our parents are growing up as well. It makes me miss my own parents but I’m no contact for my own peace. Just a lot of heavy raw emotions floating in the air. IWNDWYT
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2023.03.24 13:51 liveyoungs I've been dating a straight married man older than my Dad
So it's been like an year I've been dating this man. He's married with two kids older than me and he is living in our town because of his job. He was one of the old work colleagues of my dad and I've known him for a long time. We had some sort of tension between us for a long time but last year after me moving to his place because of studies made us more closer to each other. He is older than my Dad but he is still extremely hot and so fit for his age.He is demisexual and he confessed how he had his eye on my cute femboy body for a long time. I'm still keeping it a secret from everyone beside my best friend.
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