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The U.S. governors map, but with Australian state politics
2023.03.26 01:18 Distinct_External The U.S. governors map, but with Australian state politics
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2023.03.26 01:16 DoSomethingBeProud Have Your Say - Auckland Council Annual Budget 2023/2024
I wrote a short summary about what Auckland Council / Wayne Brown wants to do in this year. I'm curious: are you okay with this?
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- Maintaining the currently reduced number of public transport services (as of December 2022) for 2023/2024
- Reducing regional services such as education programs, regional events, economic development, and other social services activities and local boards
- Selling the strategic Auckland Airport shares to private investors
- 2022 inflation is 7.2%, but AK is suggesting to increase the rates only 4.66% (is my math wrong or is this not helping at all with the budget hole?)
- Storm Response: Should we do (or should we do not) invest in storm-water infrastructure? When a beach gets red/black flagged, that's because of wastewatesewerage leaks. I guess if this proposal is not funded, we can rename all Auckland beach as "Brown Water Beach". This is fine.
- The proposal to partially close libraries. This sure ended well in 1939.
- They don't ask anything about the housing crisis or crime crisis. I suppose that would be more a national problematic. Should anyone want to talk about it, there is still question 7: "What else is important to you"
- There is actually a question where they consider using proper rates to fund Auckland infrastructure, but they are not sure if this is a good idea, so they ask around, waiting for answers.
2023.03.26 01:15 JigglypuffNinjaSmash Treatment ideas for small desk room & living room?
Hi all, I'm looking at moving in with my girlfriend soon, and want to start brainstorming some ideas for treating what will be a desk room for me, as well as the living room (where my good speakers are going, for TV/listening/gaming). Any ideas on broad-strokes treatment, or reorganizing the living room, etc. that will help reduce some of the slap-back and early reflections? The whole flat is hard, thick walls with open doorways except for the bedroom, which makes all the rooms you're not in turn into a big echo chamber.
Thanks for any and all suggestions!! Not looking for acoustic perfection, just some creative (and hopefully not too ugly...) ways of sucking up excess volume.
Desk room 1
Desk room 2 (where the desk will likely end up)
Desk room 3
Desk room with blackout curtains back up.
Living room
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Thanks for any and all suggestions!! Not looking for acoustic perfection, just some creative (and hopefully not too ugly...) ways of sucking up excess volume.
Desk room 1
Desk room 2 (where the desk will likely end up)
Desk room 3
Desk room with blackout curtains back up.
Living room
2023.03.26 01:10 Agreeable_Mud_7693 How long is having a round in the chamber too long?
Just wondering but I’ve had a round in the chamber for a week or so on my carry gun. Just kinda wondering how long is too long or if that’s even a thing. The gun goes from holster to safe and vise versa. Thanks! 🤙🏽
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2023.03.26 01:09 ComputaGuy69 My favorite hip hop album of each year (1985-2005). Thoughts?
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2023.03.26 01:05 ksy6688 Who is Fa Ts'ung and what is the significance of his failure to overcome Flying Tiger Sun's rebel soldiers? In Western Chamber Romance
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2023.03.26 01:04 SleepinXgen Aero M5 in .308 was grouping great today
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2023.03.26 01:03 Dungeon_Dice JoJo's Bizarre OC Tournament #6: R4M8 - Errok vs Cody Enfield
The results are in for Match 6. The winner is…
9:25. Just five seconds left. 2095 danced in a furious frenzy, out of rewinds, out of tech, just the purest expression of dance and combat.
9:27. She dove full-body at Jamir, still in his point of central control, embracing him and carefully dipping him to merely an inch or so above the floor, meeting his shocked expression with a gaze of her own passionate enough to ignite the pair where they stood.
9:30. The final wave. The Ventisca De Porcelana sailed over the pair, any errant shards striking 2095 before they would strike her rival as the deep dip is held. What water clones remained were shredded. The android rose rapidly and spun Jamir out of their embrace, bowing deeply in apology for securing her own victory. In the same beat, the music reached its final climax, prompting 2095 to extend a hand with a loud stomp as if to demand the man join her in one last display of fiery footwork.
The android’s mind wandered as she danced face-to-face inches away from her rival. Was the answer always this simple? To act as though your ideal ‘self’ was your own? She took the lead between the two, placing a hand on his chest as the two desperately worked to keep their breath. Would they be friends after this? Enemies? She no longer cared about the ends, her ideal ‘self’ was enjoying the heat of the moment, lost in the passion of exposing herself for the world to see. She spun away from the intimate distance, joining Jamir shoulder-to-shoulder as the final seconds ticked down and their feet seemed to blur beneath them. This is what she had been after, the secret buried beneath the layers of human complexity and illogical behavior, a feeling so foreign to her but one she cannot imagine to live without from that moment on:
Passion.
Her arms lashed out, framing her new ‘self’ perfectly as she shouted with the final note.
For his part, win or lose, Jamir was satisfied. “You did you, just as I expected… no, huhu.. you exceeded my expectations.”
None of his prior aggression was there, he was just a guy congratulating a partner.
“Though… My performance has yet to conclude. There’s a small, special part, just for you.”
Before he could hand the android the contracted thumbdrive, she caught him off guard with another full-body hug. “Thank you! For everything. For helping me reach this new level of emotion! I didn’t even know if…if it was even possible for me.”
Jamir nodded, doing his best to maintain his cool nonchalance as the android continued.
“And Carmelita too…I think I’m grateful for what they did to bring this out, but…” 2095 hesitated. “I also hate them. I hate them so much. Is that right?”
"....huhuhuhu. I have tasted hate in its many forms, in fact I can say I've been molded by it. It's a fire. An intense. Burning fire..." Jamir smirked. This would be very interesting to watch indeed. "How will you use it? Will it be your dance? Will you control it, or will it control you? These are questions I cannot answer for you, you must choose the path you walk for yourself."
As his partner literally processed this information, Jamir took the opportunity to return to his planned remarks. “But this may be helpful to you.”
Still not breaking her hug, he slipped the android a thumbdrive alongside a business card.
“That there is a ’memory recording’, a vessel into which I’ve transferred some of my memories. It’s one of the many services I provide…has commentary I think you’ll find gainful.” He grinned, “Ah. Don’t worry for me, I’ve already made a copy.”
He turned about, offering 2095 a backwards wave as she released him from the embrace.
“I hope you’ll come see me again… As the Merchant of ’Desires’ there’s plenty I can offer you - not that you can’t find it on your own! Huhuhuhu~”
(Shoutouts to u/TheSlyKoopa for the match concept and mechanics!)
Scenario: Pic du Midi de Bigorre, France — 10:46 AM
The search for the lost civilization of Pieduro attracted the attention of many powerful players from across the Mediterranean, all eager to get their hands on its artifacts and technology—most notably, the enigmatic House of Muses and their patron, Cullinan Dwarf Star. But the man spearheading the charge didn’t represent any of them. Over the past several months, Dédalo Viatger and his faithful companion ｢Perdida｣, intrepid explorers and part of the crew of the H.H. Typhon, had discovered several Pieduron outposts and claimed their artifacts for himself. He didn’t want them for power or money—he wanted to protect them, study them, learn from them. And day by day, Dédalo was getting closer than ever to a major breakthrough.
Today, he and a small group of other explorers were on the trail of one such breakthrough. An avalanche had broken through an ice wall on the side of the Pic du Midi de Bigorre, revealing the telltale architecture of a Pieduron outpost. The journey would be treacherous, even for an explorer of Dédalo’s caliber. He needed backup.
At the mouth of the cave behind the shattered ice wall, the Pyrenees stretching out behind him like a blank canvas, Dédalo studied a Temple gifted to him by Al; a small glass orb with a crystalline compass needle suspended inside via string. The red tip of the needle pointed straight ahead, leading further into the natural cave system hidden inside the mountain.
“We’re in the right place,” Dédalo announced. “Everyone ready to go inside?”
“Gladly,” replied a shivering Ninian, immediately switching on her headlamp and heading further into the cave. “This outpost had better be a Pieduron sauna or something. Fucking freezing out here.”
“I have spare warming pads in my pack if you need them. Don’t go too far inside!” Dédalo called into the cave. Ninian ignored him, sat down in a corner, and summoned a small pile of hot sand from the recesses of Endless Rest as a makeshift campfire.
Perdida materialized beside him, concerned. “We did try to warn her about the wind-chill. And how cold leather can get in these conditions.”
“At least we convinced them to ditch the fishnets,” Dédalo chuckled. “Grey? Cody? Are you two ready to go?”
Grey Selioutsky took a moment to respond, looking up from his notepad to give a silent thumbs-up. To see a bonafide ancient civilization must have been a dream come true for a history teacher—he could be forgiven for being excited.
Cody, meanwhile, was leaning against the wall of the cave, watching the group with amusement. It wasn’t his first time working with members of the Hundred Head Voyage, having made a temporary alliance with them before to take down top members of Agoraeus. Volunteering to help them on behalf of the Coleccionistas de Karma was an easy decision to make. Plus, he’d rather be the one to be involved with Pieduro than someone like Deimos. He would have been salivating over the ancient technology, if his new body even had saliva.
After their preparations, the party traveled further into the caves, guided by the needle of Dédalo’s Temple. It led them through winding tunnels, around pits of icy stalagmites, and over near-bottomless chasms via convenient stone bridges.
“It’s like they hollowed out the mountain,” Grey muttered to himself. Perdida marveled at her surroundings with a similar look of awe. No wonder Pieduro covered most of the Mediterranean at their peak.
The group suddenly stopped. At the head of the party, Dédalo stared at the gigantic cave that spread out in front of them, illuminated by their headlamps. Stalactites hung from the high hemispherical ceiling, a wide stream of brackish water cutting through the cave and draining deeper into the mountain. Carvings covered the floor, worn by time but still recognizably man-made—words in a language that Cody could only guess was Pieduron, circling in a spiral around an altar-like stone set in the middle of the floor with seven divots carved into it.
“Any idea what this is?” Ninian asked, their voice echoing off the walls of the cave as the group surveyed the chamber. Dédalo shook his head.
“This is definitely Pieduron architecture,” he replied. “But…it’s nothing that I’ve ever seen before.”
Grey traced a finger over the carvings, studying his notebook in his other hand. “I can only recognize a few words. Temple…lock…viewer…a word that means either “Earth” or “sphere”...and heart.”
Dédalo’s hands unconsciously went to his neck. Adjusting the collar of his coat, he pulled out his necklace, a tortoise-shaped medallion with a square crystal embedded in the center. As he held it to the divots, the crystal glowed with a greenish-blue light.
“El Cor Terra…the Earth Heart,” Dédalo whispered. “Perdida, can you call the Pilots?”
Perdida focused and summoned the baseball-shaped orbs of light to her side. The numerous Temples that Dédalo had gathered on his previous adventures began to glow—and the carvings glowed along with it, the greenish-blue shimmer of Cleria Stone now visible underneath the rock. One by one, Dédalo inserted each of his Temples into the divots. His sword, his bow, his boots, his gauntlet, even the necklace that had never left his side until now.
He nodded to Perdida. She brought the Pilots closer to the altar and, with great care, infused them with each of the seven Temples.
Immediately, the carvings illuminated, bathing the darkened cave with a warm glow. The stream of water bubbled and light shone through it, refracting across the walls in an array of dazzling colors. The colors shimmered and focused into spots of light. Then, three-dimensional shapes began to form in the light. A night sky filled with stars, miniature approximations of the planets, and constellations of great beasts and serpents; humanoid figures dressed in unfamiliar but impressive regal garb, surrounded by more in similar clothing; great, towering buildings under construction in mountains and sand dunes and jungles.
“Holograms…” Cody muttered. “Sweet.”
“It’s more than that,” Dédalo wondered aloud. “It’s a theater. A theater of the history of Pieduro.”
Ninian squinted at the holograms showing the Piedurons in wartime, studying their elaborate weapons with a mix of amazement and concern. “Good thing E.E.P. didn’t find this place first. They’d have a field day.”
Wiping an immaterial tear from her eye, Perdida laid a gentle hand on Dédalo’s shoulder. “Dalo,” she whispered. “If these projections show the history of Pieduro…do you think that it shows…the end?”
Dédalo nodded solemnly. “I was thinking the same thing. It doesn’t seem chronological, but-”
“The Piedurons met the same fate as all living things,” a harsh metallic voice announced. “They died, decayed, and disappeared. The true question is…will you suffer the same?”
Scenario—Earlier that day
“Weaklings, the lot of them,” Errok thought aloud. He stared at the party from above, marveling at the naivete so nakedly on display. Studying weapons of great power? Protecting them?
“Hnrh. A weapon’s only purpose is to kill and maim.” An unsightly blemish against the mountain-white snow, he had been following this party of would-be adventurers since the base of the mountain, using his rotten arm to scale a part of the mountain they wouldn’t see him approaching from.
Despite his ability to keep pace, mountain climbing was far from his area of expertise; when Errok couldn’t throw himself up the mountain face with his fell arm, he lumbered and clattered around the uneven surface until he shuffled into the same entrance his prey had used. He spoke to an audience of himself as he stalked across the rafters of this strange complex, hollowed out of the mountain. “This temple could contain only that, yes…some weapon of unimaginable power. Ohohoho…what could such a weapon destroy?”
Errok knew what he was about to say was wishful thinking, but wish he did. However outside his wheelhouse this excursion was proving to be, it was far from the first indignity rained upon him. The Spaniard had left his accursed organs within Errok’s perfect form, and he had been relegated to a mere lowly thief to steal resources from others for his ‘team.’
Bah! It had weighed on Errok, this attack on the warrior of waste’s very soul, and he’d had more than enough. From this moment on, he was striking out for himself; he would suffer these slights no longer and seek a weapon to reduce anything in his path to ash.
“The soul…yes, that would be the perfect target indeed. To destroy the soul is to destroy utterly, to leave nothing behind…” Errok chuckled. “...To truly rot something away; that’s something I’d kill for!”
Engrossed in the dramatic gravitas of his soliloquy (and subsequent fit of chuckling laughter), Errok’s foot met an icy patch, and he slipped headfirst over the edge of the platform, forcing him to swing Gravetender to catch himself.
The sword snagged a crevice, wedging open some stuck aperture. His eyes darted to the opportunity, and his hand reached out to grab it. Lest he fall to the base of the mountain, ｢You Are Blood｣ burst forth, coiling into what must have been the air vent, fingers finding putrid purchase as he swung precariously, holding himself up by sheer brutish strength. Strength that so easily came to him, and let him so easily gradually rappel himself inside the temple proper.
Whatever this was, it most certainly wasn’t the traditional path inside—the creaking of machinery not meant to support him confirmed that he had broken the intended sequence. A smug grin curled across his visage as he shuffled through the narrow passage. “I have defiled this temple’s consecrated path; rot flows from my very footsteps.”
Before him was an empty chamber, grand and numinous in design; if any great and terrible was ever to be stored, it would certainly be locked away somewhere like here. The only sound was the whispering of the whelps above. Even if he did not yet have a weapon to destroy the soul, he had his trusty blade to carve through them all the same. Still ignored, he squeezed out from the vent and brandished the sword with a flourish, spinning it and slamming it into the ground with a mighty
Cody glanced around at the group, weapons drawn and Stands summoned. Ninian looked the most surprised to see the figure below.
“Errok?” She yelled. “What the bloody hell are you doing here?!”
“Nothing of your concern, girl,” Errok spat, relishing the menacing echo that the stone walls gave his voice. “Now, stand aside, lest your blood stain these relics of the past that you find so precious-”
Wait. Where did one of them go?
Errok ducked, nearly catching a surfboard across the jaw, as Cody skid to a stop next to him, having spiraled and surfed down from the group. The rest of the party was most immediately interested in learning about Pieduro, he was just tagging along for help and for fun. Buying them time to make the proper discovery was doing both.
“Damn. Almost got you.” Cody grinned, tucking ｢Surfin’ Bird｣ under his arm similar to Errok’s own stance. “Listen, dude, if you wanted to kill us, just kill us, ‘kay? You look scary enough as is, you don’t have to give a whole speech about it.”
“Ahahaha-” Errok rasped, his armor creaking discordantly. “This temple’s guardian, trying to prevent me from plundering its riches, superweapons sealed away for the destruction they might wreak.”
Cody blinked. “…No, I’m just a friend of Dédalo. He’s the blue-haired dude in the hat. And I’m pretty sure that the Temples are the artifacts; I think this place is actually called an outpost. Besides, we haven’t found any-”
“You haven’t found them yet!?” He barked, a revolting grin spread across his face. “Then I suggest you get out of my way, before you taste the edge of Gravetender.”
Cody quickly glanced up at the higher level. Dédalo had already disappeared, probably continuing deeper inside the outpost with the others. The carvings and holograms were beginning to shift, long-inactive mechanisms whirring to life. A section of the wall suddenly lit up like a screen, showing an image of an age long past. The rest of the expedition party was surely watching the display with academic interest, and if ‘Errok’ was going to disturb them…
“Alrighty then,” Cody pointed at the glowering titan before him. “If you want to get to the secrets of this temple, then you’ll have to get through me.”
“Very well! I will christen my conquest of this temple with your blood!” Errok bellowed, hoisting his sword into the air and tightening the gauntlet containing ｢You Are Blood｣ into a fist. “OPEN THE GAME!”(Shoutouts to u/TreeTurtle_852 for the match art!)
Location: Pic du Midi de Bigorre, France; more specifically a hidden Pieduron “planetarium” recently discovered within the depths of the mountain.
The arena is a 40m diameter hemisphere with each tile being 2x2 meters, a projection of light along the domed ceiling being the only source of light
Over time the maps will change and has 5 stages:
Stage 1 and Stage 2:
Additional Information: The documentary has 5 stages, each depicting a different era of Pieduro - changing the terrain and lighting along with it. Each stage lasts for about 1 minute, with the last stage remaining as is until the fight is over.
Stage 1 - Birth of Civilization
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About a week ago…
“Turn me into a pig too.”
Circe blinked. “From whence do you come, castaway?”
“Serbia. Punjab. Turn me into a pig.”
“...okay, fine.”
And Dirty Ghost became a pig. It felt the sun on its back, heard the snurfling of its piggy companions. There was no need to harm the woman who did this, no desire to disembowel her and wear her intestines as a scarf. The only thing on the swine’s mind were how nice the mud felt on its body and the warmth of the sun felt against its skin. The heat was counteracted by the cold mud, the cold was counteracted by the sun.
There is no need to push forwards. There is no need to find something stimulating and new. There is no emptiness, no boredom, no thoughts of the future or past. There is a mud puddle.
As the swine swaddled itself in its ego death, followed around by the other pigs that once comprised its ship, another castaway landed on the other end of the island. The next morning, Circe awoke to the smell of… fresh-cooked pork? And not only so, but a variety of different smells, incredible dishes made to only the finest of standards. Fresh herbs, meats cooked to perfection, a veritable buffet of mouth-watering, tantalizing meals.
…But why?
Val waltzed to Circe, crouching down to explain, ”The dinner’s almost ready, so prepare yourself for the show of a lifetime!” with that elusive charisma of hers.
Before Circe could interrupt her, she slid dish after dish towards her, pork cooked every which way, bacon, ham, soups, pomegranate punch, fig jam, and more.
”Now, let’s turn to our judge, for the final scores! Were those dishes scrumptious enough to undo my cursed luggage?” She cackled, turning to Circe. When Circe finally agreed…
”This concludes today’s episode of the Valentine Yao Cooking Hour; we certainly hope you enjoyed our program, but we must be going now!”
Val returned to her pigs, now again a realized vessel. She gathered more wood in thick slices of logs and the fibers of grasses, for the braiding of ropes
And she boarded once again, with a barrel of salt-pork in tow and her canvas under her arm.
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9:25. Just five seconds left. 2095 danced in a furious frenzy, out of rewinds, out of tech, just the purest expression of dance and combat.
9:27. She dove full-body at Jamir, still in his point of central control, embracing him and carefully dipping him to merely an inch or so above the floor, meeting his shocked expression with a gaze of her own passionate enough to ignite the pair where they stood.
9:30. The final wave. The Ventisca De Porcelana sailed over the pair, any errant shards striking 2095 before they would strike her rival as the deep dip is held. What water clones remained were shredded. The android rose rapidly and spun Jamir out of their embrace, bowing deeply in apology for securing her own victory. In the same beat, the music reached its final climax, prompting 2095 to extend a hand with a loud stomp as if to demand the man join her in one last display of fiery footwork.
10538-2095, with a score of 79 to Jamir O Santos’s 78!
| Category | Winner | Point Totals | Comments |
|---|---|---|---|
| Popularity | 10538-2095 | 14 (3+2) - 16 (4+2) | Voting had a slow start, but as the pace quickened, 2095 held a one vote lead by the skin of her teeth! |
| Quality | Jamir O Santos | 25 (10 7 8) - 24 (8 7 9) | Reasoning |
| JoJolity | Tie | 29 (10 9 10) - 29 (10 9 10) | Reasoning |
| Conduct | Tie | 10-10 | Nothing to report! |
Passion.
Her arms lashed out, framing her new ‘self’ perfectly as she shouted with the final note.
For his part, win or lose, Jamir was satisfied. “You did you, just as I expected… no, huhu.. you exceeded my expectations.”
None of his prior aggression was there, he was just a guy congratulating a partner.
“Though… My performance has yet to conclude. There’s a small, special part, just for you.”
Before he could hand the android the contracted thumbdrive, she caught him off guard with another full-body hug. “Thank you! For everything. For helping me reach this new level of emotion! I didn’t even know if…if it was even possible for me.”
Jamir nodded, doing his best to maintain his cool nonchalance as the android continued.
“And Carmelita too…I think I’m grateful for what they did to bring this out, but…” 2095 hesitated. “I also hate them. I hate them so much. Is that right?”
"....huhuhuhu. I have tasted hate in its many forms, in fact I can say I've been molded by it. It's a fire. An intense. Burning fire..." Jamir smirked. This would be very interesting to watch indeed. "How will you use it? Will it be your dance? Will you control it, or will it control you? These are questions I cannot answer for you, you must choose the path you walk for yourself."
As his partner literally processed this information, Jamir took the opportunity to return to his planned remarks. “But this may be helpful to you.”
Still not breaking her hug, he slipped the android a thumbdrive alongside a business card.
“That there is a ’memory recording’, a vessel into which I’ve transferred some of my memories. It’s one of the many services I provide…has commentary I think you’ll find gainful.” He grinned, “Ah. Don’t worry for me, I’ve already made a copy.”
He turned about, offering 2095 a backwards wave as she released him from the embrace.
“I hope you’ll come see me again… As the Merchant of ’Desires’ there’s plenty I can offer you - not that you can’t find it on your own! Huhuhuhu~”
Located in the French Pyrenees, the mountain Pic du Midi de Bigorre hosts the famous Pic du Midi Observatory! Construction of the observatory began in 1878 under the Société Ramond, until rising costs forced them to hand over construction to the French government. Construction was completed in 1908, and the following year, its powerful equatorial reflector was used to discredit the theory that there were canals on Mars! Today, the observatory is used for international collaborations to advance our knowledge of the cosmos!Silence permeated the snow-packed peaks of the Pyrenees mountain range. The untouched snow and stark landscape muffled any sound outside of the howl of the freezing mountain winds. At this elevation, little life could exist—save for the scientists of the Pic du Midi Observatory and, for today only, their guests.
The search for the lost civilization of Pieduro attracted the attention of many powerful players from across the Mediterranean, all eager to get their hands on its artifacts and technology—most notably, the enigmatic House of Muses and their patron, Cullinan Dwarf Star. But the man spearheading the charge didn’t represent any of them. Over the past several months, Dédalo Viatger and his faithful companion ｢Perdida｣, intrepid explorers and part of the crew of the H.H. Typhon, had discovered several Pieduron outposts and claimed their artifacts for himself. He didn’t want them for power or money—he wanted to protect them, study them, learn from them. And day by day, Dédalo was getting closer than ever to a major breakthrough.
Today, he and a small group of other explorers were on the trail of one such breakthrough. An avalanche had broken through an ice wall on the side of the Pic du Midi de Bigorre, revealing the telltale architecture of a Pieduron outpost. The journey would be treacherous, even for an explorer of Dédalo’s caliber. He needed backup.
At the mouth of the cave behind the shattered ice wall, the Pyrenees stretching out behind him like a blank canvas, Dédalo studied a Temple gifted to him by Al; a small glass orb with a crystalline compass needle suspended inside via string. The red tip of the needle pointed straight ahead, leading further into the natural cave system hidden inside the mountain.
“We’re in the right place,” Dédalo announced. “Everyone ready to go inside?”
“Gladly,” replied a shivering Ninian, immediately switching on her headlamp and heading further into the cave. “This outpost had better be a Pieduron sauna or something. Fucking freezing out here.”
“I have spare warming pads in my pack if you need them. Don’t go too far inside!” Dédalo called into the cave. Ninian ignored him, sat down in a corner, and summoned a small pile of hot sand from the recesses of Endless Rest as a makeshift campfire.
Perdida materialized beside him, concerned. “We did try to warn her about the wind-chill. And how cold leather can get in these conditions.”
“At least we convinced them to ditch the fishnets,” Dédalo chuckled. “Grey? Cody? Are you two ready to go?”
Grey Selioutsky took a moment to respond, looking up from his notepad to give a silent thumbs-up. To see a bonafide ancient civilization must have been a dream come true for a history teacher—he could be forgiven for being excited.
Cody, meanwhile, was leaning against the wall of the cave, watching the group with amusement. It wasn’t his first time working with members of the Hundred Head Voyage, having made a temporary alliance with them before to take down top members of Agoraeus. Volunteering to help them on behalf of the Coleccionistas de Karma was an easy decision to make. Plus, he’d rather be the one to be involved with Pieduro than someone like Deimos. He would have been salivating over the ancient technology, if his new body even had saliva.
After their preparations, the party traveled further into the caves, guided by the needle of Dédalo’s Temple. It led them through winding tunnels, around pits of icy stalagmites, and over near-bottomless chasms via convenient stone bridges.
“It’s like they hollowed out the mountain,” Grey muttered to himself. Perdida marveled at her surroundings with a similar look of awe. No wonder Pieduro covered most of the Mediterranean at their peak.
The group suddenly stopped. At the head of the party, Dédalo stared at the gigantic cave that spread out in front of them, illuminated by their headlamps. Stalactites hung from the high hemispherical ceiling, a wide stream of brackish water cutting through the cave and draining deeper into the mountain. Carvings covered the floor, worn by time but still recognizably man-made—words in a language that Cody could only guess was Pieduron, circling in a spiral around an altar-like stone set in the middle of the floor with seven divots carved into it.
“Any idea what this is?” Ninian asked, their voice echoing off the walls of the cave as the group surveyed the chamber. Dédalo shook his head.
“This is definitely Pieduron architecture,” he replied. “But…it’s nothing that I’ve ever seen before.”
Grey traced a finger over the carvings, studying his notebook in his other hand. “I can only recognize a few words. Temple…lock…viewer…a word that means either “Earth” or “sphere”...and heart.”
Dédalo’s hands unconsciously went to his neck. Adjusting the collar of his coat, he pulled out his necklace, a tortoise-shaped medallion with a square crystal embedded in the center. As he held it to the divots, the crystal glowed with a greenish-blue light.
“El Cor Terra…the Earth Heart,” Dédalo whispered. “Perdida, can you call the Pilots?”
Perdida focused and summoned the baseball-shaped orbs of light to her side. The numerous Temples that Dédalo had gathered on his previous adventures began to glow—and the carvings glowed along with it, the greenish-blue shimmer of Cleria Stone now visible underneath the rock. One by one, Dédalo inserted each of his Temples into the divots. His sword, his bow, his boots, his gauntlet, even the necklace that had never left his side until now.
He nodded to Perdida. She brought the Pilots closer to the altar and, with great care, infused them with each of the seven Temples.
Immediately, the carvings illuminated, bathing the darkened cave with a warm glow. The stream of water bubbled and light shone through it, refracting across the walls in an array of dazzling colors. The colors shimmered and focused into spots of light. Then, three-dimensional shapes began to form in the light. A night sky filled with stars, miniature approximations of the planets, and constellations of great beasts and serpents; humanoid figures dressed in unfamiliar but impressive regal garb, surrounded by more in similar clothing; great, towering buildings under construction in mountains and sand dunes and jungles.
“Holograms…” Cody muttered. “Sweet.”
“It’s more than that,” Dédalo wondered aloud. “It’s a theater. A theater of the history of Pieduro.”
Ninian squinted at the holograms showing the Piedurons in wartime, studying their elaborate weapons with a mix of amazement and concern. “Good thing E.E.P. didn’t find this place first. They’d have a field day.”
Wiping an immaterial tear from her eye, Perdida laid a gentle hand on Dédalo’s shoulder. “Dalo,” she whispered. “If these projections show the history of Pieduro…do you think that it shows…the end?”
Dédalo nodded solemnly. “I was thinking the same thing. It doesn’t seem chronological, but-”
KRNK!
All five heads whipped downwards in the direction of the metallic crash that resounded throughout the chamber. Stood to a projection of a Pieduron warrior, a very real armored silhouette loomed over them from a previously unseen lower level, resting their hands on a massive greatsword with its tip planted in the stone.“The Piedurons met the same fate as all living things,” a harsh metallic voice announced. “They died, decayed, and disappeared. The true question is…will you suffer the same?”
“Weaklings, the lot of them,” Errok thought aloud. He stared at the party from above, marveling at the naivete so nakedly on display. Studying weapons of great power? Protecting them?
“Hnrh. A weapon’s only purpose is to kill and maim.” An unsightly blemish against the mountain-white snow, he had been following this party of would-be adventurers since the base of the mountain, using his rotten arm to scale a part of the mountain they wouldn’t see him approaching from.
Despite his ability to keep pace, mountain climbing was far from his area of expertise; when Errok couldn’t throw himself up the mountain face with his fell arm, he lumbered and clattered around the uneven surface until he shuffled into the same entrance his prey had used. He spoke to an audience of himself as he stalked across the rafters of this strange complex, hollowed out of the mountain. “This temple could contain only that, yes…some weapon of unimaginable power. Ohohoho…what could such a weapon destroy?”
Errok knew what he was about to say was wishful thinking, but wish he did. However outside his wheelhouse this excursion was proving to be, it was far from the first indignity rained upon him. The Spaniard had left his accursed organs within Errok’s perfect form, and he had been relegated to a mere lowly thief to steal resources from others for his ‘team.’
Bah! It had weighed on Errok, this attack on the warrior of waste’s very soul, and he’d had more than enough. From this moment on, he was striking out for himself; he would suffer these slights no longer and seek a weapon to reduce anything in his path to ash.
“The soul…yes, that would be the perfect target indeed. To destroy the soul is to destroy utterly, to leave nothing behind…” Errok chuckled. “...To truly rot something away; that’s something I’d kill for!”
Engrossed in the dramatic gravitas of his soliloquy (and subsequent fit of chuckling laughter), Errok’s foot met an icy patch, and he slipped headfirst over the edge of the platform, forcing him to swing Gravetender to catch himself.
The sword snagged a crevice, wedging open some stuck aperture. His eyes darted to the opportunity, and his hand reached out to grab it. Lest he fall to the base of the mountain, ｢You Are Blood｣ burst forth, coiling into what must have been the air vent, fingers finding putrid purchase as he swung precariously, holding himself up by sheer brutish strength. Strength that so easily came to him, and let him so easily gradually rappel himself inside the temple proper.
Whatever this was, it most certainly wasn’t the traditional path inside—the creaking of machinery not meant to support him confirmed that he had broken the intended sequence. A smug grin curled across his visage as he shuffled through the narrow passage. “I have defiled this temple’s consecrated path; rot flows from my very footsteps.”
Before him was an empty chamber, grand and numinous in design; if any great and terrible was ever to be stored, it would certainly be locked away somewhere like here. The only sound was the whispering of the whelps above. Even if he did not yet have a weapon to destroy the soul, he had his trusty blade to carve through them all the same. Still ignored, he squeezed out from the vent and brandished the sword with a flourish, spinning it and slamming it into the ground with a mighty
KRNK!
“Errok?” She yelled. “What the bloody hell are you doing here?!”
“Nothing of your concern, girl,” Errok spat, relishing the menacing echo that the stone walls gave his voice. “Now, stand aside, lest your blood stain these relics of the past that you find so precious-”
Wait. Where did one of them go?
Errok ducked, nearly catching a surfboard across the jaw, as Cody skid to a stop next to him, having spiraled and surfed down from the group. The rest of the party was most immediately interested in learning about Pieduro, he was just tagging along for help and for fun. Buying them time to make the proper discovery was doing both.
“Damn. Almost got you.” Cody grinned, tucking ｢Surfin’ Bird｣ under his arm similar to Errok’s own stance. “Listen, dude, if you wanted to kill us, just kill us, ‘kay? You look scary enough as is, you don’t have to give a whole speech about it.”
“Ahahaha-” Errok rasped, his armor creaking discordantly. “This temple’s guardian, trying to prevent me from plundering its riches, superweapons sealed away for the destruction they might wreak.”
Cody blinked. “…No, I’m just a friend of Dédalo. He’s the blue-haired dude in the hat. And I’m pretty sure that the Temples are the artifacts; I think this place is actually called an outpost. Besides, we haven’t found any-”
“You haven’t found them yet!?” He barked, a revolting grin spread across his face. “Then I suggest you get out of my way, before you taste the edge of Gravetender.”
Cody quickly glanced up at the higher level. Dédalo had already disappeared, probably continuing deeper inside the outpost with the others. The carvings and holograms were beginning to shift, long-inactive mechanisms whirring to life. A section of the wall suddenly lit up like a screen, showing an image of an age long past. The rest of the expedition party was surely watching the display with academic interest, and if ‘Errok’ was going to disturb them…
“Alrighty then,” Cody pointed at the glowering titan before him. “If you want to get to the secrets of this temple, then you’ll have to get through me.”
“Very well! I will christen my conquest of this temple with your blood!” Errok bellowed, hoisting his sword into the air and tightening the gauntlet containing ｢You Are Blood｣ into a fist. “OPEN THE GAME!”(Shoutouts to u/TreeTurtle_852 for the match art!)
The arena is a 40m diameter hemisphere with each tile being 2x2 meters, a projection of light along the domed ceiling being the only source of light
Over time the maps will change and has 5 stages:
Stage 1 and Stage 2:
- Green Triangles are trees
- Small Circles are player starting positions
- Dark Teal Squares are 2.5x2.5 buildings
- Cyan Arrows are Jump Pad Temples
- Pale Red Ring is a floating platform
- Red Frowny Face is the large face that extrudes from the mountainside in Stage 5
- All remaining trees will wilt at the end of Stage 5
Additional Information: The documentary has 5 stages, each depicting a different era of Pieduro - changing the terrain and lighting along with it. Each stage lasts for about 1 minute, with the last stage remaining as is until the fight is over.
Stage 1 - Birth of Civilization
- The lights go completely dark in the circular room as a large spire of Cleria extrudes from the center (18m tall, 10m diameter). A soft, sunset orange glow illuminates the room as holographic farmers start tilling the "fields" around the central mountain. 2m tall trees will also have grown just in time for the “game” to have been “opened”. Over the course of this stage, the holographic farmers will move to areas where trees have been uprooted by players and said trees will regrow with B POW and B SPD. These trees and any components players tear off of them are Stand-affecting.
- The lights dim once more and a crescent moon appears at the peak of the dome. White orbs will start to randomly appear across the stage to further illuminate the area. These orbs have A DUR and can be physically manipulated by Stand and user alike.
- The arena makes sudden changes during this stage. Any still-rooted trees in a 5m donut around the mountain's base will wither away, and that section of ground will rise 5m. 12 2.5x2.5m hollow cubes representing buildings will erect on this new platform, evenly spaced out around the mountain similar to the numbers on a clock. Facing outward on each building is a door, in front of which is a "Temple" artifact resembling a streetlight. These can be easily pulled out of the ground and when activated, will attract all loose wood in a 1m radius around the top "light" portion of it. Also, at the base of the new raised platform in each cardinal direction, a "jump pad" Temple will extrude out of the floor. When activated, the jump pad will consume its energy source and allow its user to jump 15m up into the air and land safely back on the ground. Each Temple can be activated with one of the floating orbs formed in the previous stage. The lighting during this stage also changes to a sky-blue color.
- The lighting changes to a deep purple color as images of famous landmarks from past civilizations appear along the walls of the dome. A large, flat, floating ring appears at the peak of the mountain that pulses with white light. The jump pad Temples from the previous Stage can allow players to jump up to this ring platform. Along the edge of the floating ring, players can find removable "Pieduron candle" Temples that can consume one of the floating orbs to eject a 2m B POW spray of fire - though each of these Temples only has one use. There are about 15 of these along the ring.
- The lighting in the room gradually shifts to an ominous red color as a humanoid face forms on the side of the mountain, the number 0 etched into its forehead. This face takes one whole minute to form, and as it finishes its eyes will suddenly flow red as well. Abruptly, all glowing orbs from Stage 2 will extinguish and all active Temples will deactivate. The remaining planted trees from Stage 1 will wither as well. Oddly enough, the floating ring platform and its pulsing glow will be unaffected. These effects will remain as is for the rest of the match.
- Wood Magnets: Streetlight-looking Temples that can be easily pulled out of the ground. When activated, they will attract all loose wood in a 1m radius around the top "light" portion of it with C Power.
- Jump Pads: Emblemed panels on the ground around the base of a raised platform. When activated, the jump pad will consume one floating orb placed into it and allow its “user” to jump 15m up into the air and land safely back on the ground.
- Pieduron Candles: Small, cone-shaped trinkets that can consume one of the floating orbs to eject a 2m B POW spray of fire - though each of these Temples only has one use.
| Team | Combatant | JoJolity |
|---|---|---|
| Bastards of Barcas | Errok | “I, Nikolas Garland, seek a true God, with true power... not some mythical deity invented to scare children!” Embody the Pieduron element of “Obsidian”, symbolizing power and its contradictory brittle nature in how it can often bring down those that use it as well! |
| Coleccionistas de Karma | Cody Enfield | “That's what I'm screamin'! Walls, zero; Dogi the Wall-Crusher, like, a million! Who needs doors, when they got me?!” Embody the Pieduron element of “Quicksilver”, symbolizing the chaotic flow of nature and how the clashing of the wills of mankind are constantly changing the world around them! |
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“Turn me into a pig too.”
Circe blinked. “From whence do you come, castaway?”
“Serbia. Punjab. Turn me into a pig.”
“...okay, fine.”
And Dirty Ghost became a pig. It felt the sun on its back, heard the snurfling of its piggy companions. There was no need to harm the woman who did this, no desire to disembowel her and wear her intestines as a scarf. The only thing on the swine’s mind were how nice the mud felt on its body and the warmth of the sun felt against its skin. The heat was counteracted by the cold mud, the cold was counteracted by the sun.
There is no need to push forwards. There is no need to find something stimulating and new. There is no emptiness, no boredom, no thoughts of the future or past. There is a mud puddle.
As the swine swaddled itself in its ego death, followed around by the other pigs that once comprised its ship, another castaway landed on the other end of the island. The next morning, Circe awoke to the smell of… fresh-cooked pork? And not only so, but a variety of different smells, incredible dishes made to only the finest of standards. Fresh herbs, meats cooked to perfection, a veritable buffet of mouth-watering, tantalizing meals.
…But why?
Val waltzed to Circe, crouching down to explain, ”The dinner’s almost ready, so prepare yourself for the show of a lifetime!” with that elusive charisma of hers.
Before Circe could interrupt her, she slid dish after dish towards her, pork cooked every which way, bacon, ham, soups, pomegranate punch, fig jam, and more.
”Now, let’s turn to our judge, for the final scores! Were those dishes scrumptious enough to undo my cursed luggage?” She cackled, turning to Circe. When Circe finally agreed…
”This concludes today’s episode of the Valentine Yao Cooking Hour; we certainly hope you enjoyed our program, but we must be going now!”
Val returned to her pigs, now again a realized vessel. She gathered more wood in thick slices of logs and the fibers of grasses, for the braiding of ropes
And she boarded once again, with a barrel of salt-pork in tow and her canvas under her arm.
2023.03.26 01:00 AnimeMod The /r/anime Week in Review: March 19 - 25, 2023
The purpose of this thread is to collect some of the content you might have missed from the past week together. Each week we'll highlight original content, any weekly threads posted by users, announcements and starts of rewatches, news, and any other miscellaneous content that's worth noting.
Missed Some [WT!] Threads? Here is a Compilation for You! (February, 2022. Edition)
/anime Karma & Poll Ranking [Week 11 Winter 2023]
What Have You Watched This Past Week That is NOT a Currently Airing Show?
"THE [email protected] Shiny Colors" Anime Announced
'3-nen Z-gumi Ginpachi-sensei' (Gintama Spin-Off) Anime Announcement PV
“The Elusive Samurai” Teaser Visual
Aquarion: Myth of Emotions TV anime announced
Metallic Rogue Anime Announced (Teaser Visual)
'Given' New Sequel Movie Announced (Teaser Visual)
Kamierabi. Original anime announced, coming October 2023
Undead Girl Murder Farce Anime Announced (Summer 2023)
"Villainess Level 99: I May Be the Hidden Boss but I'm Not the Demon Lord" Anime Announced
Sugar Apple Fairy Tale Second CouSeason 2 Announced, coming July 2023
Demon Lord 2099 Anime Announced
“Senpai wa Otokonoko” Anime Announced
Re:Zero Season 3 Announced
Horimiya -piece- (Season 2) Announced (July 2023)
‘Ōoku: The Inner Chambers’ gets Anime Adaptation on Netflix for Summer 2023
My Hero Academia Season 7 Announced
Blue Lock Season 2 and Movie Announced
Hyouka March 31
Martian Successor Nadesico April 1
Angel Beats! April 1
Animegataris April 1
Yugioh 5ds April 2
Transformers Micron Densetsu April 3
2003 Sci-Fi/Fantasy 20th Anniversary Summer Rewatch Interest thread
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Meta
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Meta
Seeking Feedback for /anime's New User ExperienceRecurring Threads
Weekly Seasonal Rankings: Winter 2023 - Week 12/anime Karma & Poll Ranking [Week 11 Winter 2023]
What Have You Watched This Past Week That is NOT a Currently Airing Show?
Original Content
Lonely Framing in Yama no Susume S3 E10 by Master_of_AresNews
“Atelier Ryza” Anime Announced (Teaser Visual)"THE [email protected] Shiny Colors" Anime Announced
'3-nen Z-gumi Ginpachi-sensei' (Gintama Spin-Off) Anime Announcement PV
“The Elusive Samurai” Teaser Visual
Aquarion: Myth of Emotions TV anime announced
Metallic Rogue Anime Announced (Teaser Visual)
'Given' New Sequel Movie Announced (Teaser Visual)
Kamierabi. Original anime announced, coming October 2023
Undead Girl Murder Farce Anime Announced (Summer 2023)
"Villainess Level 99: I May Be the Hidden Boss but I'm Not the Demon Lord" Anime Announced
Sugar Apple Fairy Tale Second CouSeason 2 Announced, coming July 2023
Demon Lord 2099 Anime Announced
“Senpai wa Otokonoko” Anime Announced
Re:Zero Season 3 Announced
Horimiya -piece- (Season 2) Announced (July 2023)
‘Ōoku: The Inner Chambers’ gets Anime Adaptation on Netflix for Summer 2023
My Hero Academia Season 7 Announced
Blue Lock Season 2 and Movie Announced
Rewatches
See all rewatches on the wiki!Hyouka March 31
Martian Successor Nadesico April 1
Angel Beats! April 1
Animegataris April 1
Yugioh 5ds April 2
Transformers Micron Densetsu April 3
2003 Sci-Fi/Fantasy 20th Anniversary Summer Rewatch Interest thread
2023.03.26 00:57 e7ang FN 502 failing to feed the second round
The gun will chamber a round and fire fine, but the second round just never feeds properly. Its happening in both magazines(10rds). Once I rack the side after the first round is shot the gun runs perfectly. Weird issue I know, anyone seen this before?
I've been running federal auto match, cci mini mag 40gr, and cci stingers. Same issue regardless of ammo.
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I've been running federal auto match, cci mini mag 40gr, and cci stingers. Same issue regardless of ammo.
2023.03.26 00:55 setmefreetwice My 1976 Campaign Trail Result on Easy, I was supposed to win by a landslide but idk how to answer the playboy interview stuff
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2023.03.26 00:52 Firefighter852 Plasma Weapons in Online
I recently completed the campaign and decided to try online. Almost rank 20 for season 11. Yesterday I joined a game mode where we have to pick up some kind of backpack and turn it in and it's a free for all. I thought I was doing pretty good because I had an AK but the other 2 players that I was playing against had different kind of guns. I think I heard one of their characters say that it was a plasma weapon and it would kill me faster than an AK's fire rate. I died to them twice as much as they died to me. What were these weapons and where can I get them?
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2023.03.26 00:49 parabolicpb (WTB) 6.5 grendel complete 20" upper
Ups stole the last one I tried to buy off of here (no joke, the story is getting weirder the more we look into it) so I'm back trying to find another while I fight with PP. I'm on the clock against Wa state HB1240 so unfortunately time is a factor.
Looking to be in the $300-$350 ish range all in
Will also be needing some 10 round mags and brass
Looking for PSA quality or better, I do not have time for malfunctions and buying new parts because soon I will not be able to import anything at all.
Also looking for some Hoppes cleaning supplies for 5.56 and 6.5, I've got a kit for my AK, just need the brushes, oil and solvent.
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Looking to be in the $300-$350 ish range all in
Will also be needing some 10 round mags and brass
Looking for PSA quality or better, I do not have time for malfunctions and buying new parts because soon I will not be able to import anything at all.
Also looking for some Hoppes cleaning supplies for 5.56 and 6.5, I've got a kit for my AK, just need the brushes, oil and solvent.
2023.03.26 00:46 PokemonGOpls H: Godrolls W: OE AP 100 dmg Marine RA RL or Heavy Metal OE AP 100 dmg FDC pieces
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2023.03.26 00:45 Rirew WW Mendy or WCH Capdevila? Any important differences between the two?
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Everything in my inventory is up for trade. The most valuable items are listed here, the rest you can find in My Inventory
Feel free to Add Me or even better send a Trade Offer. Open for any suggestions: upgrades, downgrades / knives, gloves, skins / stickers, patterns, floats.
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★ Butterfly Knife Bright Water MW, B/O: $1098
★ Butterfly Knife Blue Steel BS, B/O: $907
★ Butterfly Knife Ultraviolet FT, B/O: $789
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★ Bayonet Doppler (Phase 1) FN, B/O: $521
★ Bayonet Rust Coat BS, B/O: $253
★ Bayonet Night FT, B/O: $251
★ StatTrak™ Bayonet Lore MW, B/O: $751
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★ M9 Bayonet Fade FN, B/O: $1523
★ M9 Bayonet Doppler (Phase 4) FN, B/O: $1008
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★ StatTrak™ Flip Knife Bright Water FN, B/O: $332
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★ Falchion Knife Bright Water MW, B/O: $133
⎯★ Stiletto Knife Fade FN, B/O: $822
★ Stiletto Knife Slaughter FN, B/O: $569
★ Stiletto Knife Doppler (Phase 1) FN, B/O: $530
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★ StatTrak™ Stiletto Knife Scorched FT, B/O: $172
⎯★ Gut Knife Doppler (Sapphire) MW #1, B/O: $830
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★ Gut Knife Urban Masked FT, B/O: $82
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★ Shadow Daggers Bright Water FT, B/O: $82
★ Shadow Daggers Blue Steel WW, B/O: $80
★ Shadow Daggers Rust Coat BS, B/O: $74
★ StatTrak™ Shadow Daggers Marble Fade FN, B/O: $186
⎯★ Classic Knife Slaughter MW, B/O: $311
★ StatTrak™ Classic Knife Stained BS, B/O: $163
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★ Paracord Knife Safari Mesh FT, B/O: $96
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★ Navaja Knife Scorched WW, B/O: $71
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★ Bowie Knife Boreal Forest MW, B/O: $106
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★ Moto Gloves Transport WW, B/O: $71
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★ Specialist Gloves Mogul FT, B/O: $295
★ Specialist Gloves Lt. Commander FT, B/O: $277
★ Specialist Gloves Crimson Web FT, B/O: $275
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★ Sport Gloves Amphibious BS #2, B/O: $699
★ Sport Gloves Omega FT, B/O: $656
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AK-47 Case Hardened BS, B/O: $130
AK-47 Bloodsport MW, B/O: $79
AK-47 Fuel Injector BS, B/O: $76
AK-47 Fuel Injector BS, B/O: $76
AK-47 Bloodsport FT, B/O: $70
AK-47 Neon Rider MW, B/O: $60
⎯AWP Fade FN, B/O: $864
AWP BOOM MW, B/O: $84
AWP Containment Breach FT, B/O: $69
AWP Containment Breach FT, B/O: $69
AWP Wildfire FT, B/O: $59
AWP Chromatic Aberration FN, B/O: $59
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2023.03.26 00:43 Uuggghhhhhhhhh Medium Game Bullets Similar to Sierra MatchKing?
My 308 will put 168gr Matchkings in the same hole all day long at 100 yards. The problem is, it’s not a hunting bullet.
All of my other guns love Barnes TTSX but this one does not like it at all. Any ideas for a bullet similar to the matchkings in performance but better equipped for whitetail?
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All of my other guns love Barnes TTSX but this one does not like it at all. Any ideas for a bullet similar to the matchkings in performance but better equipped for whitetail?
2023.03.26 00:30 likejudo IMHO, the most valuable service the judo community can perform for the local community? to teach the public how to fall safely.
 | Here is how the judo community can reach out to the local community... because everyone needs to learn how to breakfall - to fall safely. submitted by likejudo to judo [link] [comments] IMHO, it is the most valuable service the judo community can perform for the local community. "Senate Republican leader Mitch McConnell... had physical therapy for a concussion caused by a fall earlier this month.McConnell was at dinner on March 8 after a hotel reception for a campaign committee aligned with him when he tripped and fell. In addition to the concussion, he also had a rib fracture.... Almost four years ago he tripped and fell at his home in Kentucky, causing a shoulder fracture that required surgery. The Senate had just started a summer recess, and he worked from home for some weeks as he recovered.In his early childhood, he had polio, and he has acknowledged some difficulty as an adult in climbing stairs."Mitch McConnell leaves rehab facility after therapy for concussion (cnbc.com) judo lessons needed to fall safely! |
2023.03.26 00:29 EliteSkittled Flappy pouch
Looking for a flapped, with velcro no button bullshittery, pouch that will hold 2 m4 mags or 1(more also works) 308/ak mag. Needs to be in multicam.
I know there are 3662618e7r629q on the market but do you have a favorite?
The 3 I've tried are the current issue army ones, they are tighter than your mom.
The eagle surplus ones won't work, I have to have multicam.
Something off Amazon, kyrdex I think? The velcro stopped working after 1 larp day in the rain and mud.
submitted by EliteSkittled to tacticalgear [link] [comments]
I know there are 3662618e7r629q on the market but do you have a favorite?
The 3 I've tried are the current issue army ones, they are tighter than your mom.
The eagle surplus ones won't work, I have to have multicam.
Something off Amazon, kyrdex I think? The velcro stopped working after 1 larp day in the rain and mud.
2023.03.26 00:15 omsw I told GPT-4 to rant Indie Hackers ;)
Ah, indie hackers, where do I even begin? They're supposed to be these inspiring examples of innovation, right? Champions of the underdog, the independent thinkers, and the scrappy entrepreneurs. But sometimes, it feels like they're missing the mark.
First of all, let's talk about how everyone seems to think they're an indie hacker just because they have a side project. I mean, come on! Just because you're working on something after hours doesn't automatically make you an indie hacker. There's a huge difference between dabbling in something and actually building a sustainable business. It's time to stop romanticizing the term.
And then there's the whole "I built this in a weekend" mentality. It's great that you can throw together a basic app or website in a couple of days, but what about the long-term vision? So many indie hackers are focused on these short-term wins and hacks, but they don't take the time to think about what their project could become. That's just selling themselves short.
Next, let's discuss the echo chamber that indie hacker communities can become. Everyone's congratulating each other for every little achievement, creating a bubble that inflates their sense of accomplishment. Constructive criticism and honest feedback can be hard to find, leading to a false sense of security in one's own ideas.
The emphasis on making money is another issue. Yes, I get it, you need to monetize your project to keep the lights on, but it often feels like that's the only thing that matters. The passion for creating something genuinely useful or innovative sometimes takes a back seat to generating revenue. Indie hackers need to remember that long-term success is built on creating value and solving real problems, not just chasing dollar signs.
Moreover, the indie hacker movement seems to perpetuate the myth of the lone wolf entrepreneur. This can be detrimental, as it can lead to a lack of collaboration and diversity in thought. Some of the best innovations come from people working together, sharing ideas, and challenging each other's perspectives. By promoting the idea that you can only be a "true" indie hacker if you're going it alone, we're stifling potential growth and creativity.
Another problem is the sheer number of copycat projects. Indie hackers are often inspired by other successful projects, but sometimes this leads to endless iterations of the same idea, with little originality. While it's perfectly fine to learn from others, true innovation requires thinking outside the box and bringing something new to the table. We need more trailblazers, not just followers.
Lastly, the focus on overnight success stories can create unrealistic expectations for aspiring indie hackers. We hear about the breakout hits, but rarely do we hear about the countless projects that fail, or the years of hard work that often precede any success. This can lead to a "get rich quick" mentality, causing people to jump from project to project in search of instant gratification, rather than committing to the hard work necessary to build something truly great.
While the indie hacker movement has undoubtedly created opportunities for innovation and entrepreneurship, it's essential to recognize its shortcomings. By addressing these issues, indie hackers can strive for long-term success, collaboration, and genuinely innovative projects that make a lasting impact.
submitted by omsw to indiehackers [link] [comments]
First of all, let's talk about how everyone seems to think they're an indie hacker just because they have a side project. I mean, come on! Just because you're working on something after hours doesn't automatically make you an indie hacker. There's a huge difference between dabbling in something and actually building a sustainable business. It's time to stop romanticizing the term.
And then there's the whole "I built this in a weekend" mentality. It's great that you can throw together a basic app or website in a couple of days, but what about the long-term vision? So many indie hackers are focused on these short-term wins and hacks, but they don't take the time to think about what their project could become. That's just selling themselves short.
Next, let's discuss the echo chamber that indie hacker communities can become. Everyone's congratulating each other for every little achievement, creating a bubble that inflates their sense of accomplishment. Constructive criticism and honest feedback can be hard to find, leading to a false sense of security in one's own ideas.
The emphasis on making money is another issue. Yes, I get it, you need to monetize your project to keep the lights on, but it often feels like that's the only thing that matters. The passion for creating something genuinely useful or innovative sometimes takes a back seat to generating revenue. Indie hackers need to remember that long-term success is built on creating value and solving real problems, not just chasing dollar signs.
Moreover, the indie hacker movement seems to perpetuate the myth of the lone wolf entrepreneur. This can be detrimental, as it can lead to a lack of collaboration and diversity in thought. Some of the best innovations come from people working together, sharing ideas, and challenging each other's perspectives. By promoting the idea that you can only be a "true" indie hacker if you're going it alone, we're stifling potential growth and creativity.
Another problem is the sheer number of copycat projects. Indie hackers are often inspired by other successful projects, but sometimes this leads to endless iterations of the same idea, with little originality. While it's perfectly fine to learn from others, true innovation requires thinking outside the box and bringing something new to the table. We need more trailblazers, not just followers.
Lastly, the focus on overnight success stories can create unrealistic expectations for aspiring indie hackers. We hear about the breakout hits, but rarely do we hear about the countless projects that fail, or the years of hard work that often precede any success. This can lead to a "get rich quick" mentality, causing people to jump from project to project in search of instant gratification, rather than committing to the hard work necessary to build something truly great.
While the indie hacker movement has undoubtedly created opportunities for innovation and entrepreneurship, it's essential to recognize its shortcomings. By addressing these issues, indie hackers can strive for long-term success, collaboration, and genuinely innovative projects that make a lasting impact.
2023.03.26 00:14 panfried540 For the new peeps out there, theres a golden rule when washing glass cups
So like when you run a rack of glasses through, that rack retains heat and steam for a minute. The golden rule is to use a different, non-steamy rack (a cold one if you will). If you use the same steamy rack to put ice cold, dirty glasses in, it will create a chamber of hot and cold energy causing the glass to combust and shatter everywhere. Just wanted yall to know. Wanted to add that the heavier glass cups for draft beer wont break, what im talking about are the finer yet casual dining for water, soda, juice and milk, stuff like that
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2023.03.26 00:01 oni_for_life Finally tamed a Cool Steam Vent with a Geotuner!
 | Hello all, submitted by oni_for_life to Oxygennotincluded [link] [comments] I've been playing this game for a bit, but never get that far (restartitis). Finally, I just tamed my first geyser! A Cool Steam Vent that outputs 4.2 kg/s (5.0 with geotuning). From what I've read, when taming Cool Steam Vents the question is whether to cool the water down or heat it up, with cooling being the easier path to take in the midgame. For some reason, I couldn't help myself, I had to go the 'heat it up' route. I was able to use some very simple automation with the Geotuner to close one of two liquid vents and open the other, depending on whether the geyser was erupting. When it is erupting, the liquid is vented into a pool, which is cooled on an aquatuner loop using polluted water. When it is dormant, the liquid is recirculated back into the steam chamber, where the aquatuners are. I think I'm averaging about 1200 Watts output on the three steam turbines together, and so far the water is getting cooled down to about 33o C, although there isn't very much water in the pool currently. With the constant switching between dormant and active geyser modes, the system never really settles into a steady state. The average temperature of the aquatuners seems to be about 180o C. My inspiration was this Youtube video by Tony Advanced, where he creates a self-powered system using supercoolant that produces amazing cooling. I definitely have some questions. Would my system be more efficient if the operating temperature of the aquatuners was lower? Would there be any advantage to replacing my copper radiant pipe with aluminum? Should I use an engi's tune-up on these steam turbines? And finally, how does this compare to the path not taken? I mean, should I have just gone the cooling route after all? I've attached a couple pictures of my setup. The weird looking T-shaped insulated tiles on the left hand side is left over from the airlock I used while I was building the thing. Specifically, the Airlock Door mod. Any feedback would be appreciated. https://preview.redd.it/9yv58ak5vypa1.png?width=758&format=png&auto=webp&s=6cfda9fe2fbd7f16d747f0934b37b823187cd03e https://preview.redd.it/cywpp7gquypa1.png?width=761&format=png&auto=webp&s=8724ca5500b67c215a2ab8d4093450f793dd5168 |