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General / QoL

Gameplay

Gacha / Shop

In Consideration

Items

Coop

Battlepass / 12 Episode Anime

Quests

Elemental Reactions

  • Vaporize's Steam deals aoe damage
  • Overloads damage (electro->pyro) now deals x1.5 (pyro) damage
  • Overloads damage (pyro->electro) now deals x2 (pyro) damage.
  • Overload's knockback decreased significantly
  • Superconduct's damage (electro->cryo) now deals 2x (cryo) damage
  • Superconduct's damage (cryo->electro) now deals 1.5x (cryo) damage
  • Superconduct's negative armor debuff is moved to Melt
  • Melt gains the negative armor debuff due to the sudden temperature change, making surfaces brittle.
  • Melt damage consequently reduced. (pyro->hydro) at x1.4% , (hydro->pyro) at x1.8%
  • Geo New Reaction : Smoldering Rock or something (pyro->geo)(reverse not applicable) deals x0.3 (pyro damage) on top of crystallize
  • Geo New Reaction : Mud or something (hydro->geo)(geo->hydro) deals x0.1 (geo damage) on top of crystallize, slows enemy movement
  • Geo New Reaction : Snow or something (hydro->geo)(reverse not applicable) deals x0.2 (cryo damage) on top of crystallize, slows enemy attack speed
  • Geo New Reaction : Seeds or something (dendro->geo) deals x0.1 (dendro damage) on top of crystallize, restores 3% of your hp. Or entangle. Prevents enemy movement (can still attacc and cast spells)

Enemies

  • Enemies inside domains and abyss have their return-to-spawn-point-then-regenerate-to-full-health disabled.
  • Enemy AI a bit smarter. Those with mobility skills (whopper, smol geovishap, cycin mages) won't follow you to drown in the water. The game will not check if you are wet , but if you are in a swimming state.
  • Enemies attack cycle improve. Fixed bug when enemies stop attacking. Baedou Problems.
  • Hydro Abyss Mage's and Hydro Fatui Gunner's Hydro Barrier now takes the same damage rate/ratio from opposing elements (cryo,electro) for consistency.
  • Hydro barrier new opposing element : Geo. It makes it harder to maintain the water shield due to the mud soaking up the water and adding weight.
  • Boss Childe's Spirit Whale Attack generates water in the sides of the arena, pushing you towards the center. You must have enough stamina to keep dashing to the sides before he does this, or you will have to perfectly dodge the spirit whale attack.
  • Hydro SamaChurl now heals at a rate of +300/HoT per AR Milestone instead of percentage. This is for when you are hunting a LawaChurl Bounty that is near dead and healed to full health in 3 seconds. Having a fixed amount of healing ensures that it is big enough for the intended smaller enemies and portionally good enough for large enemies. The other option is to use different healing ratios for small and large enemies.
  • Queen of Pain , I mean Cycin Mages have a stagger window when they are about to cast their almost-undispellable shield
  • Zed , I mean Shadow Fatui Agent makes use of his shadows to dodge your attack sometimes.
  • Smol Geo Vishap now drops less geo shields
  • Smol Geo Vishap now uses his rolling attack near you, not 150m away from you.
  • Smol Geo Vishap now burrows a bit less frequently
  • Ruin Hunter doesn't stay in the air up and raining artillery forever , in consideration of bowless comps
  • Fatui Cryo and Hydro Gunner Turn Rate Reduced by 10% when on Spray Mode.
  • Primo GeoVishap now has a tired/exhausted animation, instead of standing still and looking at you and what life could have been for 10 seconds.
  • Primo GeoVishap spin attack now has a 0.2 dodge window (previously none) and Spin Radius Decreased by 100m.

Characters

  • Dvalin's Cutscene when you dispel his barrier is removed and much smoother. He just falls in place and no clipping.
  • Character's "Main Stat" is now visible in attributes. Previously you can only know it when ascending or when using google, or if you really have a big brain.
  • All characters passive talents are now combat related.
  • All characters now have their own cooking/exploration/crafting/smithing talents. It is possible not to have OR have multiple talents in each category. We get it , everyone can taste what a good gravy is, but not everyone can make a good gravy.

Ayaka

  • Alternate sprint binded to a different hotkey.
  • Yes I came from the future.

Albedo

  • Elevator can be activated to go up and down by using the F key.
  • C2 stack counter / indicator via particles (think of razor geo sigils)
  • C4 plunged attack covers albedo's sword in geo energy (like noelle, but smol)
  • C6 crystallize shield has a different shape (leaf)

Amber

  • Increased ultimate radius by a tiny bit.
  • Allow targeting of ulimate by holding the ultimate button.
  • If baron bunny is present in the ultimate radius, it will absorb all pyro damage and deal it as bonus damage when it blows up.
  • If baron bunny was "charged" with pyro rain and hit with a C2 charged shot, it will trigger a micheal bay explosion animation.

Barbara

  • Restored Barbara's Energetic Voice Lines
  • New Lines sold seperately as Dark Barbara™ , comes with a Dark Dress
  • C6 Revive indicator is now visible as a buff.
  • C4 now generates flying energy particles instead of instantly regaining energy. Mind you that this is a fucking nerf to this piece of shit healer that freezes you. It's just that there's no flying particles when you use this hero.

Beidou

  • Casting the elemental skill applies a strong taunt and re-initializes enemies attack loop.
  • Bullet Time effect added when triggering a perfect counter, when playing in single player mode.
  • The ultimate's chain lightning deals tiny spark damage if it didn't jump.
  • C2 chain lightning has a different color.
  • C4 buff is triggered when you do a perfect counter (Taking damage to activate a skill promotes bad gameplay)
  • C4 perfect counter grants the maximum damage bonus
  • C4 shield has a different color.
  • C6 has aura on the ground (inspired by Dota 2's Necrophos , but purple)

Bennet

  • C6 Ultimate pyro infusion just adds pyro damage to your attacks, and won't convert them fully into pyro.
  • C6 Ultimate restores up to 100% hp.

Childe

  • Improved manly posture when in aiming mode
  • C4 Riptide slash and flash uses different coloparticles/animation
  • C6 has an indicator when it works and when it is available

Chongyun

  • Cryo Field's Cryo infusion just adds cryo damage to your attacks, and won't convert them fully into cryo.

Diluc

  • What seriously? You really want more?
  • Fuck this guy in particular
  • Elemental Sword Duration Indicator added
  • C6 his flames has some bluish tint

Diona

  • Fixed shield duration bug and increased by additional 1.1 seconds per claw.
  • Shield ratio based off max hp increased by 10%
  • C2 reduces skill cooldown by -2 seonds (press) and -4 (hold). The coop shield is added by default out of the box. Anything coop should not be locked behind a paywall because it will hurt the game and fanbase.
  • C4 has been reworked to grant normal and aimed uncharged shots 25% chance to deal charged attack shots.
  • C6 radius is increased and uses a different color.

Fischl

  • Ultimate now deals tiny bit of damage per 0.2 seconds tick when making contact with enemies (aside from getting hit by lightning once)
  • Ultimate can fly/pass through thorn walls. I'm looking at you Dendro Samachurl.
  • Shadow Raven Let Night F---!!!
  • C4 Ultimate hp restored now scales off damage dealt by the ult.

Ganyu

  • holding the elemental skill allows you to aim and won't make you backdash
  • C4 Freezing Field changes color intensity per damage increase
  • C6 free frost charged arrow now works with normal unaimed attacks.
  • C6 uses a different particle color. Sometime it turns into a bazooka.

Jean

  • Reduced Increased swaying of boobs by a tiny amount while holding the skill. You can kinda feel them slapping against your face. You can almost describe their softness and warmth in a minimum of 10 pages apart from you going sommelier describing how deep her sweat tastes like.
  • Jean's Charged Attack Launch Height is too damn high that you cant even hit the enemy, so - Reworked Jean's Charged Attack : Holding the attack button launches the enemy in the air. If you keep holding it down you will perform 3 slashes in the air. If you let go early you will stay on the ground.
  • Base Attack Increased by +5
  • Jean can now pick up the slimes dropped by enemies and use it against them for a bighead move
  • Ultimate radius is increased
  • Ultimate Wall Mechanic Reversed. Enemies are now trapped inside. When you use your skill (usually to regain energy) you can air-wall slam them. Block Projectiles from outside.
  • If any of you actually played jean support, a normal person would use ult to heal, cast skill to regain energy, then switch back to other characters. It doesn't make fucking sense to push them outside your wind arena because you want to fight inside the swirl/healing zone.
  • Ultimate swirls every 0.2 seconds , depending on what elements are inside. Field Changes Color Each Time Like a Disco Ball
  • Ultimate now slowly succs enemies to the center(without lifting them up)
  • Ultimate Damage is consequently reduced.
  • C1 Uses a different colored windblast
  • C2 Buff Indicator
  • C4 uses a different color wind field
  • C6 Ultimate is now an aura and moves with you. To break away from "buffed area" convention.
  • C6 Ultimate will get you to keep the windsaber for the ult's duration
  • C6 Shield Buff Indicator via Particle and Status Icon

Kaeya

  • Base attack incresed by 5
  • Elemental Skill (Hold) Sprays Ice , think of Igni but Ice in Witcher 3 or DND's Burning Hands
  • C2 Icicles light up when you defeat an enemy indicating that it really works
  • C4 Barrier is of different shape
  • C6 uses a different icicle particle for bling purposes

Keqing

  • Aiming mode feels a lot smoother. You can aim while moving and cursor immediately shows and the kungfu pose is only done when throwing the stilleto.
  • When in single player mode, casting your ultimate produces a bullet time effect.
  • C4 Buff Indicator
  • C6 Description is confusing as fuck.
  • C6 Buff indicator
  • C6 Makes your sword light up like a lightsaber.

Klee

  • Imroved Torch/Bonfire/Campfire and the likes Lockon (if there's any to begin with)
  • Throwing Jumpty Dumpty provides 0.1s iframe during her spin
  • Ult is now no longer greedy. Pyro satellites remain when you switch characters, making our lovable klee open up for support options. Child support.
  • C4 is now manually triggered, Pressing q again will make her explode, bigger damage based off remaining duration. less duration left, less damage.
  • C6 klee uses different bombs

Lisa

  • A lingerie shop is opened in Mondstadt to change her pantsu, socks and garter belt style and colors. Black Leather Tight Suit™ Sold Seperately.
  • Option to wear glasses as a Librarian added.
  • Climbing voice volume is re-mastered in asmr microphone, in all languages.
  • Requires "i am of legal age" consent in the user center
  • Elemental skill (press) aoe slightly increased.
  • Base attack increased by 15.

Mona

  • Alternate dash is now binded to alt key.
  • Hydro Puppet now deals half damage upon cast and half damage upon explosion.
  • C6 normal attacks use a different attack animation.

MC (Anemo)

  • Palm vortex can be casted in midair to break your fall (but not propel you up)

MC (Geo)

  • When you overlap geo boulders (aimed mode) it will trigger the geo explosion of the older rock, then replace it with a new one

Ningguang

  • Holding the skill button surrounds her in mini jade screens , unable to perform any action until it is released or ends. Useful for cinematic stuff. Imagine tanking childe's whale attack. Or someone wants to recreate triple rashomon scene.
  • C6 has a chance to use different attack animation.
  • C6 star jade now resembles a primo gem.

Noelle

  • Elemental Sword Duration Indicator added
  • C1 heals have a special effect and voice line when conditions are met.
  • C2 upgrade uses a different charged attack animation.
  • C4 uses a different barrier color
  • C6 upgrade uses different ult (possibly red with the same hue as her skirt) color.

Qiqi

  • C2 reworked as -15% attack debuff
  • C4 reworked as -20% elemental resistance debuff
  • C6 cooldown/availability indicator.
  • C6 has a different bling/color

Razor

  • Transformation Duration Indicator added
  • C1 increased damage now really works
  • C1 now has a buff indicator that it really works
  • C2 now has a special crit indicator
  • C4 armor shred now has a (claw mark) armor shred indicator that it really works
  • C4 (hold) has increased damage so it doesn't feel left out. It also has electro explosions similar to when you mine an electric ore as a special effect to indicate that you are C4 and have a big PP.
  • C6 covers your sword with electricity (like diluc) when it is charged and ready
  • Yes I play razor a lot.

Sucrose

  • Fixed crafting bug not producing any bonus when using large quantities (say 100+)
  • Improved lock on when blowing off dandelion flowers. Idk how she keeps missing them even at point blank range, Hell , at any given range.
  • C1 if you overlap the wind nukes the second one will be a 0.1s delay then it will go off with a slightly bigger radius
  • C2 ult has a different color
  • C4 has an indicator that it works
  • C6 buff indicator

Venti

  • Wind current generated by skill (hold) allows him to fall slower without gliding, and allows him to shoot wind lasers. Ehe
  • C2 Charged Shot produces a bullet time effect when shot at point blank or if all 3 arrows hit a single enemy. Sometimes he draws the holy lyre and it transforms into a primitive shotgun.
  • C4 buff indicator.
  • C6 uses different vacuum color

Xiangling

  • Ultimate deals additional damage when cast at point blank because you get stab and bonk while she is twirling her spear.
  • C2 last attack leaves a flaming trail special effect (inspired by kyo or iori from king of fighters)
  • C6 upon cast, Xianling automatically does a speed-up full normal attack combo and then releases the pyronado normally (while covered in flames or some shit). If you are in single player mode and there are no other enemies within 150 radius the ult will cause the screen to black out, like in legend of legaia.
  • C6 during the ultimate if it contacts with gouba's flames it produces micheal bay effects while raining carpet bombs and shit.
  • Yes flat is justice.

Xingqiu

  • Floating Swords Duration added
  • Fixed crafting bug not producing any bonus when using large quantities (say 100+)
  • C4 Allows you to hold the elemental skill for double backflips (inspired by law from tekken) cooldown is 1 month.
  • C4 Elem Skill leaves a faint rainbow (when ulted)
  • C6 Swords emit faint rainbow color. Rainbow power motherf-

Xinyan

  • Hitting large enemies counts as 2 enemies.
  • C1 buff indicator
  • C2's level 3 shield has some bluish flames
  • C6 charged attack uses a diffent attack animation or has an indicator that it works

Xiao

  • Transformation Duration Indicator added
  • C2 now leaves a trail of anemo energy that deals tiny bit of damage , trail lasts for 1 second and deals at 0.2s intervals.
  • C6 plunge attack counts large enemies as 2.
  • C6 plunge-attack-no-cooldown-empowered-dashes uses a different particle color and produces a bullet time effect when used for the 3rd time onwards. useful for cinematic purposes
  • C6 during the bullet time you can sneak in a normal attack once per dash
  • Bullet time is always disabled in multiplayer

Zhongli

  • Increased pillar aoe by a tiny bit
  • Generates energy particles per pulse, maximum of 1 enemy per pillar
  • Base attack increased by 5
  • Travelers can redeem promo code "WHOSYOURDADDY" for additional +5 damage, regardless if they have the hero or not.
  • Attack ratios increased by 3% per attack category.
  • C1 has a slightly bigger dong eherm statue
  • C4 Chaos Meteor errrr I mean Order Meteor has a different rock color
  • C6 shield uses a different color , come on you get the drift already.
  • C6 Meteor is affected by the element of the barrier you are wearing. The element is dealt as secondary damage, primary damage is still geo. (flaming space rock?)

Why different coloparticles/animation when you have C1-C6 upgrade?

It makes whales feels special, and it gives F2P players something to aspire for. It makes you want to spend with all the bling. Particle recolor is easy peasy and can be deployed within minutes. Attack animations on the other hand are time consuming. It almost always put smile in people's faces when a whale shows up in a ferrari. "Dude check this out a C6 GeoDaddy joined my domain run. Look at the size of his statue. Oh my what a BIG meteor."

Why are you doing this?

It's just for my amusement. I'm still adding random thoughts now that 1.3 has launched. I don't care if nothing gets implemented. I would nut hard in my shorts with QoL and alleged bug/bugfixes mentioned in this post more than anything.

Afterword

Leave your thoughts below. Sorry and not sorry for the broken engrish , feel free to copy and paste whatever, use it wherever idc as long as it doesn't annoy or harm someone. Translate it in your language etc. No credits needed etc. Let your mind flow

After-Afterword

  • Thanks for the awards and all kinds of reception
  • You guys are awesome and insane that's a shit load of awards thank you.
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Once More Unto the Breach: The Unified Field Hypothesis of PSTH + Stripe (or possibly, the paranoiac ramblings of an undermedicated madman), Part 2

Mis compas, mis amigos y amigas, fellow autists and retards of WSB,
I return to you now with the second installation of my Big Crazy Idea about why Bill Ackman's SPAC, Pershing Square Tontine Holdings, and what is shaping up to be the most important company for the economic development of the internet, Stripe, could be teaming up to take steps in order to wrest back control of the financial system from the veritable freak show of private equity and investment banking, which I will collectively refer to as Big Capital. The previous post can be found here and serves as an introductory foray into institutional financial crime. If you thought that one was long, strap the fuck in, because we're going deep into the muck with our third eyes wide open.

Big Capital, Big Crime, and Rivers of Blood

This section will attempt to provide some historical context on the history of Big Capital with a particular focus on the inextricable links between intelligence agencies (mainly the Central Intelligence Agency and its predecessor, the Office of Strategic Services) and Wall Street, starting around the time of World War II. It will lean heavily on the work of Michael S. Judge, whose podcast Death is Just Around the Corner has become an integral part of my understanding of the nature of American imperialism, which has been largely scrubbed from the history books. It will also draw from excellent books including but not limited to Vincent Bevins' The Jakarta Method and Stephen Kinzer's The Brothers and Poisoner in Chief. In the interest of accessibility, I will be supplying Wikipedia articles for further reading, but with the caveat that Wikipedia itself cowtows to the American imperial project and should not be taken as an authoritative account of history.
I think the best place to start this story is with Allen Dulles, the longest serving director of the CIA, and his brother John Foster Dulles, who was Dwight Eisenhower's Secretary of State. Before joining the federal government, the Dulles brothers worked for United Fruit Company, which is now known as Chiquita Brands International (yes, the 🍌 company), where John served as legal counsel and Allen was on the board of directors. The United Fruit Company was a key driver of the CIA-led 1954 Guatemalan coup that ousted the democratically elected Jacobo Arbenz and replaced him with the dictator Carlos Castillo Armas, which will be a recurring theme in this missive. Put a pin in this for now, because we have to backtrack a little further first.
It is critical to understand that the CIA and the agencies that came before it are deeply rooted in the boy's club of Wall Street from the years between World War I and World War II, and that pipeline catapulted people like Prescott Bush (father of George H.W. Bush and grandfather of George W. Bush) to the highest levels of the American government. Most of these roaches skittered out of investment banks like Brown Brothers Harriman or law firms like Sullivan & Cromwell, both institutions that still stand to this day.
Prescott Bush and the Dulles brothers were up to some real sketchy shit before, during, and after WWII, having business ties to German industrialists that helped finance Hitler's rise to power and helping Nazis launder money and transport looted art and valuables through European banks. Supreme Court Justice Arthur Goldberg even went so far to say that "The Dulles brothers were traitors." Prescott and the Dulles brothers were probably not literally card-carrying Nazis, but the model of fusing big business and central government, which the CIA was based on and adheres to up to this very day, is explicitly fascist when going off of the dictionary definition of the word (read: not using it as a proxy for "person I disagree with politically" as it's so often used today). Did you know that the CIA has an active venture capital operation called In-Q-Tel and that Palantir's only early investor besides Peter Thiel was one and the same? Now you do.
In the last days and immediate aftermath of WWII, the intelligence agencies spearheaded an effort by the US government called Operation Paperclip, which was designed to save Nazi and Japanese scientists from the gallows and put them to work developing weapons programs in the US. Wernher von Braun, chief architect of the Saturn V 🚀 that sent Apollo to the 🌑? Operation Paperclip. Shiro Ishii, a man who was loading grenades full of plague bacteria and sewing babies together and shit in Manchukuo (Japanese-occupied China)? Operation Paperclip.
At this point in the story, WWII is over and the USSR has become the Big Bad Mans of the time period from 1945 to 1991 that we collectively refer to as the Cold War. Unfortunately, the Cold War was not actually very cold, and instead took the shape of a seemingly endless series of proxy wars and regime change operations led by Western intelligence agencies attempting, with various degrees of success, to overthrow democratically elected leftists and appoint authoritarian leaders with the backing of weapons and money from the CIA. This is not an exhaustive list, but includes examples like the 1953 Iranian coup that overthrew Mohammad Mosaddegh and replaced him with Shah Pahlavi, the aforementioned 1954 Guatemalan coup, the mass killings in Indonesia that ultimately resulted in the removal of Sukarno and a 31 year military junta under Suharto, the 1973 Chilean coup that brought Augusto Pinochet to power, and both the Korean and Vietnam Wars, in which the greatest military in the world was epically pwned by a bunch of starving jungle fighters using slingshots and AK-47s.
The underlying reason for a lot of this carnage, besides the stated goal of beating back the spectre of communism or whatever the fuck? Resources. Iran had oil, Chile had nationalized the copper mines that Big Capital needed to fuel the electronics boom, and both the Golden Triangle and Golden Crescent were fertile ground for growing opium, which was used to make the heroin the CIA trafficked all over the world and sold to buy weapons that they then gave to the dictators they propped up, sometimes using the bodies of dead soldiers as mules.
Does any of this sound familiar and related to the current day? How about the overthrow of Evo Morales in Bolivia, which was applauded by Elon Musk, who wants cheap access to their copper mines so he can make batteries for his shitty cars? How about the Forever War in the Middle East, which has effectively turned Afghanistan into a narco-state? How about the endless revolving door between the Pentagon, defense contractors, and the rest of the federal government, as exemplified most recently by the nomination of Raytheon board member General Lloyd Austin to be Joe Biden's Secretary of Defense? That's right, you blue-pilled goldfish, the Democrats are not your friends either.

The Stripe and PSTH Angles

Alright, enough psychic assault for the moment. Let's talk about Stripe for a bit. As stated previously, Stripe is building the infrastructure that the internet economy runs on. The Collison brothers, those cheeky little leprechauns, seem like they're wired pretty differently than most of the money grubbing bug people that inhabit Silicon Valley. Take this clip of co-founder and CEO Patrick Collison talking about the nature of motivation (listen through to ~27:20 at least). Or this one of co-founder and president John Collison talking about the need to support small businesses who have been reamed by the pandemic and build Stripe bigger and better as a service to the small fish in the ocean (listen through to the end on this one).
Bill Ackman is a signatory on the Giving Pledge, and as discussed in the previous post, is also not your typical Wall Street swamp monster. He remarried last year and has a kid that's a little over a year old by this point. He deeply understands that the finance game is rigged against the little guys, that Big Capital has wrapped its disgusting slimy tentacles all over the world, and is choking more life out of it every single day. Could it be that he wants to do whatever he can to stop the world his kid will grow up in from devolving further into some kind of Mad Max scenario?
The order of operations for how PSTH is structured is flipped on its head from the way previous SPACs have been run by institutions like Goldman Sachs (remember, we hate them) with regard to sponsor compensation. Pershing Square isn't taking a thing until the investors in the SPAC see a 20% return, whereas most SPACs include clauses allowing the sponsors to snatch cheap warrants with their grubby little hands because they are run by unapologetic money pigs.

An Aside About CЯyptocurrency

I, like most of you, am way too stupid to understand how the fuck cЯypto actually works on a fundamental level, but I think it's pretty clear that the reason it has value at all is as a hedge against total economic societal collapse like we've been seeing most recently in places like Venezuela, which underwent inflation to the tune of nearly 54 million percent between 2016 and 2019. Hey, what the fuck is that Juan Guaido guy up to? Oh, he's a CIA sock puppet.
It is interesting to note that Stripe used to support cЯypto but eliminated that functionality, at least directly, back in 2018. Patrick Collison used to talk about cЯypto frequently and would say things like this (take note of the date) but has been largely silent on the issue for years. I think it's possible that he and his brother have come around to thinking that while cЯypto is a heady big brain idea, it's too inaccessible for dummies like you and me, who just want to buy a cup of coffee without paying $20 in transaction fees. They could be trying to build a vanguard that would make such a thing unnecessary for a functioning society, a system that continues to run on dollars, euros, yen, and yuan.
That, and the original idea for cЯypto came from another part of the bowels of the Deep State, the NSA. You know, that thing Edward Snowden revealed as spying on everyone all the time with the support of the tech giants, but we're mostly all cool with because hey, cat videos and free porn!
I do have some suspicions about Snowden, being a former CIA contractor and all, and his insistence that privacy-minded folks use Tor, which is and always has been a project of the Department of Defense and intelligence agencies. If you, like me, used cЯypto to buy drugs on the dark net back in the heady days of 2015 when they were basically crime bucks, you're also probably on a watchlist somewhere at Langley.

Conclusion

If you've reached this point without your eyes rolling back in your head and starting to drool, I sincerely applaud you 👏👏👏. I hope that you've learned something new and are now thinking about what bigger brains than you and I have, like those of Bill Ackman and the Collisons, could be trying to put out there in the world, if a PSTH + Stripe union is truly in the cards.
I do find it quite interesting to look at the list of Restricted Businesses at Stripe. It includes a lot of things that Ackman has historically and more recently placed in his sights as the targets of his wrath, like multi-level marketing schemes and pseudopharmaceuticals (Herbalife) and pornography (Pornhub versus the credit card companies). There's also things you can extrapolate outward from if you want to get real wacky and use looser definitions, like "gambling" and "get rich quick schemes" (i.e. Robinhood).
Thank you for reading my brain ejaculation, and always remember: Big Brother is watching you.
TLDR: Reining in the types of financial crime that have created this fucked up world we're all stuck in is imperative to building a future that is better and more equitable for people all around the world, not just in the United States. A merger of Stripe with PSTH could represent a gigantic leap forward for driving a sword into the heart of the beast of Big Capital. You could get in now instead of the alternative that the traditional IPO process provides, where the big institutions get the first crack at everything and leave table scraps for the rest of us to fight over. PSTH 🚀📈🚀📈🚀📈🚀📈

positions or ban

since I now have little piggies oinking away at me about positions, here you go. Roth IRA and Tastyworks. As stated in the first post, I intend to liquidate a large chunk of my mutual fund holdings in the IRA when the year end dividend goes out in a couple weeks and put that money into more PSTH shares.
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It’s okay to let go.

It was about 6:15 when I headed up to the women’s bathroom on the eighth floor. In the past few weeks it had become a Friday afternoon ritual. Staying late until everyone else had left the fifth floor for the weekend, looking like a diligent employee just working ahead on the next week’s projects. And then after the door was closed for the last time, slipping back to Murray’s office for a small withdrawal from the petty cash drawer to…well, work ahead on the only project for the next week that really seemed to matter.
Murray was the office manager, but he also had issues with booze and gambling, and in the three years since his wife left him, he’d really gone off the rails. Last April I noticed him dipping into the cash box before ducking out at two, but at the time I’d just filed the information away as a potentially useful nugget if I ever got in a jam or needed leverage. Then three months ago I started hanging out with a crowd that snorted powder on the regular—ne’er do well types that were way more interesting than the ex-boyfriend that had introduced me to them. At first I joined in on the coke to be sociable, then because it made everything brighter and sharper and more fun.
Now? Now I was stealing petty cash, drifting in the wake of a fifty year-old alky gambler, all so I was topped off the next week to buy some more booger sugar.
Murray would probably never catch on, and even if he did, what could he do that wouldn’t implicate himself? Still, the risk was always there if there was ever a department audit, and it wasn’t like I wasn’t taking a bit more every time. It was becoming a very expensive hobby, and I was having trouble convincing myself that the ritual was optional anymore.
But that was negative thinking, and I didn’t need to spoil my favorite time of the week with negative thinking. It was already six o’clock, and the guards usually started their evening check of the floors around seven. They wouldn’t care I was still in the building, but I’d rather not have them notice me lurking around the bathrooms three floors up from where I worked.
But after the cash box, I had to hit the stairwell. The unfrequented, uncameraed stairwell that had a dark recess behind the first floor stairs. It hadn’t been cleaned or even looked at in years, and no one was going to find the little baggie I kept duct-taped into the shadows there. Even if they did, I tried to wipe off any prints when I remembered.
That was the big takeaway from my time with Joseph—he of the perpetual unemployment and expensive drug habit who had cooler friends than he deserved. You never hide your stash on you or where you stay. The only way someone was going to catch me with drugs was if I had a blood test or very bad luck, and that’s what I had my ritual for.
I puffed back up the stairs, past the fifth floor and on to the eighth, the little bag of powder feeling warm in my pocket. I was already getting excited, and the sweat at my armpits wasn’t just from a few flights of stairs. Shit, how deep into this did I really want to go? How long before the hobby went from habit to ritual to something worse?
Shaking away the thought, I pushed open the door to the bathroom and went in, looking for any feet under the stalls before going to the handicapped stall at the far end. This was one of the perks of the even-numbered floors. Spacious handicapped stalls with their own mirrors and sinks. No chance of coming out with white smudges on my nose or looking more fucked up than I could handle. I could ride out the initial rocket holding onto the thoughtfully placed metal railing beside the toilet and then do another small courtesy bump once I knew I was handling my shit and could go down to hail a cab. Another necessary expense—you don’t drive when you’re fucked up on cocaine.
I put the seat down on the toilet—first for the line and then for my ass, but always in that order, especially now, when my skin was starting to crawl and my stomach was twisting, telling me I was behind schedule. I opened the bag and tapped out half into a single rail. I already had the tube of my favorite ballpoint pen ready in my purse, and once I fished it out, it was off to the…
“But…but I don’t want to.”
I froze. The voice had come from two stalls down—a woman’s voice, watery with tears. What the fuck? How hadn’t I seen her when I came in? Was she standing on the damn toilet? And no one had come in since I’d gotten here, I was sure of it.
I looked down skeptically at the line on the toilet seat and then the tiny clear jeweler’s bag that held the rest. No, I wasn’t fucked up, at least not yet. I hadn’t taken some and forgotten, and it had never made me forget stuff anyway. But what should I do? My internal plan had always been that I would flush anything I had if anyone ever came into the bathroom during my Friday evening party for one, but now that I was faced with it…it was such a waste. And I really wanted it. Maybe she would just leave in a second.
“I know you’re right, but maybe things will get better. I-I can try to make them better, can’t I?” Who was she talking to? Maybe she was on the phone?
I crept over to the far wall of the stall so I could hear better. The woman was sniffling, and I almost thought I could hear another voice, but it was very faint. The strange thing was that the second voice didn’t have the clipped, tinny quality I’d expect from the other side of a phone call. It was soft, but it sounded natural—present.
Frowning, I bent down to look under the stalls again. I could see the woman’s feet now—scuffed black flats wrapped around pale feet going up into shapeless ankles pinpricked with black stubble. Maybe what the girl didn’t want to do was shave. Covering my mouth, I let out a small snicker as I caught a glimpse of red scab on her calf. Damn. Looked like she needed more practice too.
I looked back at the toilet seat. Shit, why wouldn’t she just leave? Or should I just hit it and go? Leave Moaning Myrtle in here to do whatever she…
“It’s okay to let go.”
My eyes went wide and I looked under the stalls again. That voice—it was a different voice, a male voice, and it wasn’t on a phone. It was in here with us. But there was no sign of another person anywhere, just her white feet shuffling as she let out another sob.
“I-I know…I…thank you…Just…you’ll stay with me, won’t you?”
“Of course I will. I won’t leave you.”
“Okay…I…Okay.”
The woman’s feet shuffled again and then I saw something dripping onto them, a red stream onto the left foot and then the right. What the fuck? That looked like blood. Had she cut herself? As I watched, the woman slumped down to the floor with a thump, a brown skirt covered in more blood coming into view under the stalls as one bloody arm fell down to her side. The cut was away from my direction, but I could still see a steady flow of red dripping out onto the tile floor.
Fuck me.
“Ma’am? Are you okay, ma’am?” Dumb fucking question, but I really didn’t want to get involved with this bullshit if I could avoid it. On the other hand, I’d rather not hate myself for totally ignoring someone that needed help, so asking once seemed like a good middle ground. If she told me she was fine, I’d leave her to her business, whatever that might be.
I waited a few seconds, but no response. She was still moving around, so she was conscious, and while she was still bleeding out, it was slow. She had time to ask for help if she really wanted it.
“It hurts…It hurts a lot.”
Grimacing, I sat back up. Did that count as asking for help? Her whispering that cutting her fucking arm hurts? No shit it hurts. But did that mean I had some duty to…
“I know, Shelly. I know. But it will stop soon. And you know you deserve the pain, don’t you?”
My heart started thudding. The blood had made me forget about the mystery voice for a moment, but it was still there, louder than before. Who the fuck was that?
“I-I know I do. Thank you. I’m just scared.”
“It’s alright to be scared. I’ve been scared for weeks you wouldn’t do the right thing, but here you are. And I’m so proud. So proud, and I love you. Just relax and let go.”
Fuck this. Standing up, I opened the door and headed for the woman’s stall. I was about to knock on it when I noticed the blood creeping out onto the floor outside of her little cubicle. Whatever was going on, I really didn’t want to be stepping in blood or leaving evidence I was here unless I really decided I had to stay. And who knew what was actually going on in there? Maybe it was just a great sounding phone and it wasn’t blood at all? Or maybe there was some killer in there with her. I just needed to get a better peek before I decided what to do.
Holding my breath, I eased open the door of the stall next to hers, tense for any movement or sound from the other side of the wall. The toilet lid squeaked as I put it down, and then again as I stepped up on it so I could look over into the woman’s stall.
What I saw first was her—a few years younger than me, she was chubby and red-faced from crying, but still prettier than I’d ever be. Her green, red-rimmed eyes found mine immediately, but there was a dazed look to them. She was fading, and the lines of red going up her inner arms were still pulsing the rest of her life out onto the bathroom floor. I was about to speak to her again, tell her that I’d get help or something, when motion caught my eye.
There was something watching me from the toilet.
I shuddered as I tried to make sense of what I was seeing. Something long, broad and white, almost like a fat snake or legless lizard, coiled in the bowl of the toilet and stared up at me. Its flat, triangular head was pocked with dozens of small black holes that seemed to shift and melt, forming and reforming into pits of dark on that ivory skin. Darkness that could see me.
I stumble-fell off the toilet, banging into the door before flinging it open and bouncing off a sink on the way out the door. I had to get away. I had to get far away and I was sorry about that poor woman, but whatever she had done or it had done or it had made her do or whatever, I couldn’t be there. I couldn’t be connected with any of…
The fucking cocaine. The fucking cocaine and my fucking purse.
I stopped ten feet from the door to the stairwell. I couldn’t go back in there. I couldn’t. But I also couldn’t leave drugs and stuff with my name on it fifteen feet away from a dead body.
Leaning against the wall, I felt my gorge rising. I had to go back in there. I…I hadn’t really seen some kind of fucking toilet monster in there. I was in shock, that was all. Or the coke was getting to me more than I’d been willing to admit. Either way, I need to get my shit out of there and then walk out of the building like nothing was wrong.
I glanced down the hallway both ways. It could work. That was the other reason I’d picked the eighth floor, aside from the spacious end stall. Floors Seven through Ten didn’t have cameras in the hall. No record of me being up there at all, so long as I didn’t fuck up because of a hallucination or whatever. Just get in and out quick, that was the key.
Forcing myself to take slower breaths, I walked back to the bathroom door and listened. Everything was quiet in there. Hell, maybe I’d open the door and nothing would be wrong at all. No snake monster, no dying woman, just some misfired synapse in my fucked-up brain.
Sucking in a deep breath, I pushed the door back open.
The woman was still there, the blood now pooling out halfway toward the sink. My eyes went everywhere as my heart began to hammer harder, but I saw no sign of the monster or anything else. Either way, I just needed to hurry up and get it done.
Hopping over the blood, I went back to my stall. Pulling a paper towel from the dispenser, I raked the coke off into the towel and then flushed it and the baggie down, quickly dusting my hands off over the bowl for good measure. Grabbed my purse and opened the stall door, now I just had to make it out of the building normally, because there were cameras down in the lobby. Suddenly, all my plans fled as my eyes found the monster.
It was out there, waiting. Just curled up with its head raised like a thoughtful cobra, gently swaying in some unfelt breeze from its spot under the fold-out baby changing station. My stomach dropped as I stopped in my tracks. Was it going to attack me? It was a good ten feet from the door, but snakes could strike really far, couldn’t they? And this thing wasn’t a snake, and whatever it was, I didn’t know what it could or might do.
Still, waiting just gave it more time to decide. Gripping the handle of my purse so I could swing it, I stepped over the blood and eased slowly toward the door, keeping turned toward the thing as it watched me. The darkness on its head continued to swim in the soft, fluorescent lights overhead, and I found myself getting queasier as I looked at it. Reaching the door, I closed my eyes and shoved my way through, making it halfway down the hall before I looked back and slowed myself from a run.
It wasn’t following. I’d gotten away. At least I had if I didn’t stand out in the hall like an idiot.
My hands trembled on the railings as I went down the stairwell to the first floor, and I stuffed the free one in my pocket as I entered the lobby and passed through to the street. A couple of minutes later I was in a cab, and in half an hour I was at home, trying to convince myself it had all been some kind of bad dream.
Luke called me the next day, which was unusual on the weekend. I already knew what he was going to tell me.
“Did you hear about the woman on the eighth floor yesterday?”
I tried to sound bored, but I could still hear a slight tremble in my voice. “No, what’d she do?”
“Um, well, she killed herself. Some chick that works for that investment firm on eight slit her wrists in the bathroom up there. They didn’t find her until some time last night, and she’d already been dead a little while then.”
Swallowing down bile, I waited a second before replying. “Shit. That’s terrible. Um, any idea why she did it? Did she leave a note or something?”
“No, no note I don’t think. I’m buddies with Tom down in security, and he said they hadn’t found anything like that. Don’t say anything to anybody, but he told me one of the cops said she had little cuts all over though. Most in places people couldn’t see. Old cuts, like she’d been working up to…well, what she did I guess.” Luke cleared his throat awkwardly. “Um, anyway, sorry to bother you on the weekend. Just thought you might want to know, and it was weird and I wanted someone to tell it to. And listen, if you ever want…”
“Bye, Luke.” I hung up and tossed the phone onto the coffee table. Suddenly, I just wanted to sleep for a few days. Trudging back to my bed, I swallowed down a couple of pills before crawling back under the covers.
It was dark when I heard the distant sound of water splashing. I was still groggy, and at first I wondered if I was having a dream that I was swimming or on a beach. But no, I was in my bed. And it was night? And the splashing in another room had been replaced by a soft thump.
I wanted to look, but I was still so sleepy, and it was probably nothing. Just a fragment of a dream. I gave another token glance around the dark and then burrowed my head back down into my pillow, drifting back off immediately.
My own yell woke me up as pain seared across my inner thigh. I reached down reflexively and felt my fingers bump against something hard and scaly as it moved away from a small, welling cut just above my knee. Yanking my legs up with a scream, I rolled out the other side of the bed and turned back to watch as a bulge shifted under my blanket. I turned on the closest lamp as the thing’s white head poked out from under the covers to stare at me from those ever-shifting voids. Stare at me and speak, its voice soft and oddly soothing as it moved closer to the edge of the bed.
“I understand. I do. This must all be very confusing. Frightening even. But don’t worry. That will pass. It will pass and you will come to accept me. More importantly, to accept yourself.”
I shook my head. “I…what are you? What do you want?”
The creature swayed slightly, a small speck of red on its white skin the only sign of what it had done to my leg. I saw no mouth or nose, no real face at all. Just that same staring, swimming darkness that its pleasant voice seemed to come from as it responded.
“I want to help you. Help you be honest with yourself. You try to lie and say you don’t hate yourself, but we both know that’s not true. You promise yourself you’ll do better, make those that love you proud, but it’s just another lie, isn’t it?”
I felt tears come to my eyes as I nodded.
“And why is it a lie, Justine?”
My nose was starting to run as I sniffled my answer. “Because I never do. And because nobody really loves me.”
The creature gave a slight nod. “That’s right. At least mostly right. Because I love you.”
I felt my chest warming as I looked at him in disbelief. “You do? Do you really?”
He nodded again. “I do. And I won’t ever leave you. Not until it’s over. It’ll take time for you to see things my way, I’m sure, but in then end you’ll see that it’s okay to hate yourself just as much as I love you. And eventually, you’ll understand.”
The tears were streaming down my face now, my heart filled to bursting with both black despair and a burning sense of gratitude that he would love me and stay with me despite how terrible I was. Wanting to please him, I asked the only question that came to mind. “I’ll understand what?” He paused a moment before he responded, and I was afraid I’d made him angry. But when he did speak, his voice was so gentle and full of love that I started to cry even harder.
“That it’s okay. It’s okay to let go.”
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Homophobic MIL kicked us out, but refuses to let us out of her life

TRIGGER WARNING: homophobia, transphobia, abuse, threat of animal death
Okay, this story has been a long time in the making so here we go.
Technically, the MIL in question isn't my mother in law since my SO and I aren't married yet, but our relationship is very serious so I always see that family as my in laws. Important background: my partner and I are fairly young. I'm 24F and he is 23 and trans masculine. He's known about his gender identity for a while, but his family is composed of very strict Polish Catholics, so he's been in the closet for quite some time. Important to note though, he still presents very masc. I have no idea how they never guessed. But I'll get to that later. This is going to be a long story.
My partner and I met a little over 2 years ago. Back when we were just becoming friends, he was afraid of introducing me to his family because they're super judgmental and are known for hating all of his friends. It doesn't exactly help that I've been into the Goth subculture since I was a young teen and I am well aware that my appearance can be off-putting despite being one of those people who could never hurt a fly. Regardless, I went to his house the first time and it went amazing. I sat down and talked with his mother for a while as he finished getting ready and we really hit it off. My partner was amazed that his mother seemed to like me so much. Honestly, it was a huge relief. Things were going great.
We start dating a few months later (actually, our 2nd anniversary is coming up). He was a bit weary about dating me because his parents are so Catholic and very homophobic. He was not out to them at the time and was afraid of coming out. For a while, we dated in secret and we made it work. His family still loved me and loved having me over. It was kind of crazy how much we got away with. Once the summer came, I was sleeping over at his house nearly every night. Unfortunately, it seems that was the last straw and his mother forced him to come out to her when she asked about our relationship.
It was... strange. She was upset, but she didn't seem to take it too badly. We were still tense, but kind of relieved at the same time. But I wouldn't be making this post if that was the worst of it. That was when the abuse started.
My partner and I really wanted to live together, but we didn't want to leave either of our families out of the picture, so we decided to spend a few weeks at one house and then a few weeks at the other. We made sure with both households that this was okay and no one had a problem with it. It worked great for a while. If anything, we preferred staying at his house because they had a more comfortable spot for us to live in (they had a guest suite in the basement that we stayed in). However, his mom is incredibly unstable to say in the least. One second she loved me and was drinking a glass of wine with me, and the next second she'd go off on some wild rampage after the tiniest thing set her off.
Things escalated until the fall. My partner and I had planned on going on a date to a pumpkin patch for months and we were really looking forward to it. At the last second, his mother decided that we couldn't go because we had to watch his younger sibling (who is 11) because SHE decided at the last second to do something else that day. We stood our ground about it and she threw a fit. She started yelling and screaming and crying because "how dare we do this to her" even though she already knew about our plans at least a week ahead of time. She even went as far to tell my partner's younger sibling that we didn't care about her.
We went on the date because thankfully his other sister's boyfriend offered to babysit instead, so the problem was solved. But MIL did not want to let it go. She gave us the silent treatment for at least a week, stomping past us at any chance she got without a single word. We soon left after that to stay with my dad for a while. We obviously needed a break. But MIL never wanted to let things go. She was under the impression that I was forcing my partner away from the family and she kept (literally) backing him into a corner and questioning him about it, but she would never believe his answer.
She asked about what we were doing for the holidays, and we discussed that we wanted to spend time with both families. She seemed okay with it at the time. It had been a few days and she apparently calmed down again. My partner's aunt and uncle were going to be coming over for the holidays, and honestly they are even worse people. Imagine: the most homophobic, antivaxx people possible. My MIL knew we wouldn't want to be around them, so she gave the go ahead to leave after an early Thanksgiving meal to spend time with my family. She even gave us advice to pack our cars ahead of time so we would avoid drama with the rest of the family while we left. I really wish that was how it went down.
The relatives got there and no one spoke to us. We got our food, sat down next to each other, and you could slice the tension in the room with a knife. His aunt and uncle kept asking about his sister's boyfriend, but they never learned my name. Meanwhile, my MIL's mother (who speaks no English) stared me down the entire time she was eating. It was awful. We left as soon as we finished eating.
The next morning my partner wakes up to a text from his mom. It was something along the lines of: "Thanks for the show. I had to explain lesbian rights the whole time after you left. Next time you come home, don't bring [me] with you."
So just like that, I wasn't allowed back. Simply because we were not a cis/straight couple. Apparently they were under the impression that we were kissing at the table (which... is not something we'd ever do in front of people). She wouldn't listen to our reasoning at all. Instead, she kept on insisting that she speak with my partner alone. Obviously he refused. He didn't want to become trapped and cornered and abused for his relationship and he also believed that I should be apart of any conversation because it involved me. We did our best to estrange ourselves, but it was difficult. From then on, we just stayed with my dad. She kept sending him horrible texts and calling him. It's like no matter how hard we tried, she wouldn't leave us alone. She just wanted to cause more and more problems.
After a while, he gave in and went to "talk" to her at his house. We were scared for his safety, honestly. Neither of us wanted him to go alone because we really feared for the worse. So we decided that I would come with him and wait in the car as support/back up if he needed help. I'm not going to lie to you, that was the longest wait of my life. I even brought the Bible to read for some level of comfort.
Apparently, my MIL tried acting like nothing was wrong. They barely talked. But that's when the grandma saw me in the car reading. Yeah, they didn't like that. I wasn't even interfering. I was just sitting alone in the car. MIL started screaming and crying again, saying that he "lied" to her and threw him out yet again. Thankfully, that was the last incident for a while. But... we did kind of a stupid thing.
Over the summer, quarantining was not treating us well. My dad and I generally have a good relationship but there were some parts of a rocky past before. I'm not going to get into it, but it was traumatic. Long story short, some of his actions were starting to bring back some of that trauma and we couldn't take it anymore. We started to consider our options. My partner's family had actually started being nice to us again. They seemed to have a fresh perspective and even started inviting me back as well (which was shocking because they always insisted on my partner coming without me). We decided to give them a second chance. Yeah, I know. Big mistake. But we wanted to be good people. It was still his family after all. We at least wanted to try.
We ended up getting his mother's permission to move back in. We were living with my father for so long that we thought we could stay there for a while until we were ready to move out. We're very serious about getting a house together and we had just gotten decent jobs in our fields. It really seemed like a dream come true. MIL finally respected me and our relationship and we were going to be staying in a much more comfortable environment. Like I said, their living space was much nicer than the one we had at my dad's house.
Things were great for a while! But of course, things started to escalate again. God, it's such a blur. I don't even remember most of what happened. Things were getting worse. MIL kept insisting that we were wasting resources, particularly water. We literally had to resort to taking dry showers where we'd literally only have the water on to wet ourselves and then rinse off at the end. That still wasn't enough for her. She would yell every time we would do so much as wash our clothing or wash the dishes. Everyone else in the family could take hour long showers, run the washing machine/dish washer several times a day, but not us. Ultimately the family decided that if we were going to stay with them, we would have to pay them rent. And not just a small fee, either. They'd be taking about half of my partner's paychecks.
Now, here's the thing. Normally getting asked for rent money isn't the worst thing in the world. But his family is notoriously bad with money. His dad is skeevy as all hell and his mom has a serious Amazon addiction. They make more than enough money to live comfortably, and it was obvious they just wanted our money to line their pockets for things like gambling and excess shopping. We refused. Why would we pay to live in an increasingly abusive environment? It would be better just to move back in with my dad where we could live rent free. They didn't like that. Suddenly I was an evil witch stealing my partner away again, even though the decision was mutual. (Side note: They literally thought I was an evil witch at that point. My MIL actually confronted my partner about it before. She thought I had put a curse on him and that's why he was with me. So yeah, I turned him gay and trans.)
As it turns out, they invited us back to live with them just so that they could charge us rent. That was the only reason they were happy to have us back in their lives and the only reason they celebrated our jobs. Now that we wouldn't pay money, we were dead to them. MIL told us to move out that weekend. We didn't complain because we wanted to get the hell out of there as soon as possible.
Move out day came. This is probably the worst part of the story.
We invited my father and also two of our friends over to help us move. One of our friends is particularly big and intimidating looking, and it's sad to say that we invited him just so that we would have a decent body guard if we needed it.
The start wasn't so bad. We got most of our things and took it easy and we managed to take one trip to my house to drop of some things before we went back for round two.
My partner and I have a fish and a baby tarantula. The first thing I did was pack the animals away so that we could easily pick them up right before we were ready to go. We didn't want them sitting in the car or anything for obvious reasons. After that, all we had left to do was disassemble some furniture in his bedroom. That's when MIL felt the need to instigate. It was really obvious she was looking for a fight, because she stood in the doorway and kept nagging us about really inconsequential things. I called her out on it. What did I have to lose? I was already being kicked out. She started berating me in front of my father and obviously he jumped in to defend me. She started to get really transphobic at this point, basically refusing the fact that my partner is male because it's not "legal" yet and continuing to blatantly misgender him. He was getting uncomfortable, so I thought that I'd let our friends finish up and I'd remove him from the situation.
I picked up a small cabinet and tried to lead him out, but she physically pushed me back. I'm disabled and I have some trouble with my legs, so it's lucky I didn't fall. She refused to let me out of the room. I was trapped. I looked over at our "bodyguard" friend and asked him to get me out of the room. She allowed me to exit the room, but that's when she started screaming even more and physically pushed us out of the house and slammed the door on our faces.
That's when I realized: our animals are still in the house.
I think she heard me say it because that's when she told us she was going to flush our fish down the toilet. I start to panic. We love our animals with all of our heart. My partner sprung into action. The scene was so unbelievable it felt like I was watching a movie. He ran for the back porch which they didn't think to lock and entered the house. This created a diversion. Remember my partner's 11 year old sister? We gave her a sign and she was the one who let us in the house while the adults were distracted. My dad and my friends rushed in to rescue the animals while I held that little girl like my life depended on it. I know I didn't mention it much before, but I really treated this kid like my own daughter. I wouldn't wish that moment on anyone. MIL caught us embracing and physically ripped her out of my arms and slammed the door in my face again.
Thankfully, my dad and my friends came out with the pets in hand. But my partner was nowhere to be seen. He was still trapped in the house. He never talked about it much. From what he said, she wouldn't stop screaming at him and even tried to hit him (thankfully he restrained her and she backed off). Ultimately he was left free and we drove silently home. Some of our things were still in the house but at this point we were just thankful that us and the animals were alive.
We just... never thought it would be THAT bad.
We've seen been estranged from the family. My partner has been rebuilding. We've been happier here. But we have one last connection.
My partner is still driving a car that is in MIL's name and we're terrified she'll take it away from him. He has a car lined up for him at a dealership, but he's been unable to buy the car because although our homes were close, they were across state lines and my partner had to change his state residence. He can't get the car until he can get a license in this state, and his MIL has the birth certificate. We tried contacting her yesterday about it. Obviously we are not welcome back there nor do we ever want to be, so he asked if she could bring the document outside once we got there so that he could pick it up without contact. There's also word that his grandma got hospitalized due to COVID, so we really don't want to interact. But no, she refuses to give him the document unless he comes inside the house and gets it himself. Based on previous experiences, we know that coming in the house is dangerous and neither of us wants him to go through that, especially since the family is "sick" (clearly because of COVID, but she didn't want to specify). It feels like no matter what, she refuses to let us go! I don't know why she just keeps wanting us to come back just to cause everyone more stress. I mean, she's ultimately hurting herself more than anything and she still won't stop.
So yeah. That's where we are right now. MIL keeps trying to lure my partner back in because she just likes to cause problems, I guess. Even if it puts him as risk for contracting COVID. We really don't know what to do. He really needs that car and we don't have the time to get a new birth certificate. We're just at our wits end with these people! We just want to be done with it and we don't want to interact with them anymore. At least the car will be the last of it.... Then he can block them and completely be estranged. If he doesn't block them, especially his mother, they will just keep trying to lure us back so they can abuse us more.
Sorry for such a long story. There's so many more details to this, but this is the bulk of it. It's been a year of trauma and I just needed to get it out there. It's been a few months and we're still honestly trying to cope. Hope you all have a much better new year!

TL;DR:
MIL is abusive and keeps trying to trap us in the house despite physically pushing us out before and threatening to kill our pets. Now we have no access to legal documents and some of our belongings.
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"BREXIT; a Thread at the end of week 4. Spoiler alert: it’s not good." - Scottish Food and Drink trade association's chief has a thread and worries

https://twitter.com/scotfoodjames/status/1355159956136329216
BREXIT; a 🧵 at the end of week 4.
Spoiler alert: it’s not good.
➡️It’s turns out that UKGovt saying things are getting better or that it’s “teething problems” doesn’t make it so.
➡️There is much more trouble ahead.
➡️The worrying parallels between Brexit and Covid responses.
Four reasons things will worsen:
  1. freight volumes aren’t close to normal, they’ll rise.
In April (8 weeks):
  1. the 1st real checks on EU imports start (bad news for food flow & haulage availability)
  2. GB/NI grace periods end
  3. more food products fall under new export rules
❗️Warning, we’ve been here before:
For previous episodes, see end of the transition period (and Covid strategy)
So what has to happen right now? We need dialogue between UKGov & EU. The agenda? How to achieve compliance in a way that isn’t cripplingly complex, slow, costly and paralysed by IT failures, different interpretations of rules, businesses given up & EU customers going elsewhere.
Case UKGov should make:
So, is UK Government pushing for engagement?
No.
It believes the EU won’t come to table until it feels the pain of our checks on their exports to UK (April). This is the same mentality of brinksmanship & last-minute agreements that so spectacularly failed us at the end of 2020.
Meanwhile, what are export businesses bleeding income from lost export sales supposed to do?
Apparently, hang on until April in the hope of EU engagement then.
To be clear, UKGov officials are working their socks off. But they’re left to clear up the mess of Ministerial inaction
Meanwhile, back to trying to move fish 30 miles over English Channel.
The problems stack up. Major IT problems, but also 👇
  • disagreement over red ink vs blue ink on forms
  • fish species not translated into Dutch
Sounds ridiculous, but when you don’t test systems, they go wrong.
On the upside:
✅Some consolidated loads (groupage) have moved his week
✅@michaelgove has agreed to task force to explore simplification within UK (but, again, it needs the EU to come to the party - or at least be invited!)
So, how do we end January?
➡️Scared of Feb & Mar, terrified of April
➡️Business confidence either side of Channel badly wounded
➡️EU customers going elsewhere
➡️EU trade is now slow & costly and, at worst, just a high-stakes, long-odds gamble.
But, hey, the fish are happy😔
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[Let’s Build] d100 Magic themes to flavour spells cosmetically

(COMPLETED)(100/100) TCoE has a part about personalizing spells and also has a d10 magic theme table. These don’t effect mechanics, just for cosmetic reasons like a farmer origined spell caster can cast Magic Missile that look like chickens floating. Google “magic theme table tasha” for a better understanding. Lets build a d100 table for these kinds of magic themes:

d100 Magic Themes (100/100)

  1. Various kinds of snakes and serpent patterns accompanied by a hissing sound.
  2. Skulls, skeletons, gravestones, gargoyles and ravens with dark gray and violet colors accompanied by a scent of decay.
  3. Faces of personas from all ages, races, genders and backgrounds with a fading scream sound.
  4. Axes, logs, carved wood, dry leaves or charcoal and ash accompanied by the scent of freshly cut wood or smoke.
  5. Bees... everywhere. Stings, honey, beeswax, honeycomb with yellow and black colors accompanied by a sweet sweet smell.
  6. Duck themed: spells with sounds are always quacks and all spells look a bit duck shaped. ArcaneSpellbook
  7. For a bard’s interpretation: hard rock laser show. ArcaneSpellbook
  8. A chaotic messy theme with lots of clashing colors and harsh sounds. ArcaneSpellbook
  9. Symbiotic oozes of various colours and forms appears and turns into desired spells of yours.
  10. Bubbles. The bubbles can assemble to create things, things disappear in a myriad of bubbles, circle around your target for non-damage spells, popping bubbles for AOE. IkaTheFox
  11. Around a single monochromatic animal. Choose a colour and an animal. Using your magic makes tiny versions of that animal appearing around you, gather around your target, or assemble to create new things. Everything dispels by bursting into these little monochromatic animals. They can even make soft sounds or chimes when moving. IkaTheFox
  12. Thin smoke and fog that does not obscure vision. Typically in the form of spirals, waves, balls or vaguely straight lines. IkaTheFox
  13. Negative. The spells just make the world behind them look like it's negative. SevenHassall
  14. Candy land. Everything is sticky sweet. Ropes of licorice. Cotton Candy fog. Syrup goo on the floor. Fireballs flavored with cinnamon (atomic fireballs). Everything is candy. Willy Wonka style. PutridMeatPuppet
  15. Offerings: Scattered across your body are offerings to different spirits of the land. With a short phrase, you toss an offering into the air, where a small spirit manifests and catches it. It glows brightly as it consumes the offering, then dashes to the spell target to create the effect. The spirit itself may let out an excited yelp. CoolNerdStuff
  16. Glass spheres. Every spell starts as a glass sphere being palmed, juggled, thrown, rolled or shattered. wyverndarkblood
  17. Orbital Crystals: All magic is cast from crystals that float near you. Spells cast look a lot like a bullet hell game. You can even flavor the projectiles to be crystal themed. Random_Jojo
  18. Blades. From daggers to greatswords, falchions to scimitars, bastardswords to fruit knives accompanied by metallic slashing sounds.
  19. Traveler. Horses, carts, horseshoes, bags, boots and anything related to traveling with the noise of a cart and the excitement of traveling.
  20. Blood. Bloody shapes ranging from shades of red accompanied by the sharp scent of iron.
  21. A hammer and an anvil forging, iron and lava colors with the sound of the hammer.
  22. Fireworks. Everything whistles and fizzles, ending in a shower of colorful sparks. bardicly-inclined
  23. Holographic spell screen that is scrolled to pick a spell and makes a notification sound when a spell is casted.
  24. Spellslinger smoking pipe: puff smoke for illusions, conjuration, divinations Deep breath for fire spells as the herbs embers. Ghepip
  25. Fisherman that uses a fishing rod as his quarterstaff/spell focus, everything is either mist, fog, water, waves. Conjuration could be sea creatures. Ghepip
  26. Farmer where everything is what his favorite pet/animal was associated with. Ghepip
  27. Bard, but he is more into poems and not music. So his magic manifests as the sentences of his poems Healing spells would be the literal sentences of love letters that sew together the slashing wound or surround bludgeon/piercing wounds. Ghepip
  28. Shadow sorcerer, where the source of the magic isn't you, but the nearest shadow. The bigger spell the bigger shadow. The shadows could temporary warp away and become the spell, and then return shortly after. Ghepip
  29. Breathing practices and controlling the blood flow by that, various inhaling and exhaling techniques accompanied by a bunch of yoga moves.
  30. You have a sketchbook and bunch of colorful pencils, you draw the effect of the spell you want to cast and becomes real as you draw.
  31. Climate, weather, earth, flora and fauna of a the caster's honetown inspires the appearence of the spells.
  32. One certain color related to caster's appearence dominates the spells.
  33. Your spells effect the minds of others, anything you cast has no external visual effect but mentally effect the target.
  34. Mandala’s that radiate/grow in size and complexity as the spells are cast at higher levels (Magic Missle May form multiple small Mandala’s along the arm or palm that launches like a tiny Artillery shot; Come of Cold could make a Mandala that sprouts from the palm and rotates as it expands and trust from blue to white- once white it projects the cold; Mage Hand could form a Mandala at the caster’s wrist and turn their whole hand purple, the way they move that hand controls the Mage Hand’s movements). FlynnXa
  35. Fungal Growths/Spores that emanate the desired effect (Acid Bolt conjures a Acidic Mushroom that gets slingshotted at the target by pulling and releasing its stalk; Witch Bolt conjures Staticly Charger Mushrooms on the Targets Limbs that shock them each turn). FlynnXa
  36. Book Casting so that you could just throw the book at them, read the words from the page which become the projectiles to hit, maybe the words lift from the page and onto a person’s body to enhance or heal them. FlynnXa
  37. Food so that cauldrons of sips pour spells down overhead, or flaming cookies are flung like disks, and a bread sword gets conjured up to slay a foe. FlynnXa
  38. Mirrors could be used to shoot spells from their surface, conjure forth entities by using heir reflections, act as shields/barriers, and dispel other spells or more. FlynnXa
  39. Fabrics could me used to literally weave the spell into its desired form, or to shape enchantments, cursed scarves or knitted bandages that magically heal. FlynnXa
  40. Paint could be hastily splattered on a spare piece of parchment in the image of the spell and then burned or presented to cast the spell its resembles. FlynnXa
  41. Mathematical equations written in the air, numbers, symbols, calculations unique to each spell accompanied by a constant chalk on the blackboard sound.
  42. Volume equates to damage - If a magic missile hits and does 2 damage, it makes an almost silent fizzle. If it hits with a 5 it sounds like a hammer blow. amintowords
  43. Opposites - you become warmer when you cast an ice spell, aggressive if you cast a friendship spell, etc. amintowords
  44. Elaborate gestures - to cast a spell the player and hence the character has to mime what happens. This could be three flicks of the finger for a magic missile, or a slow wavy dance for a fog related spell. amintowords
  45. The red glowing energy of the spell originates from the ground at the caster’s feet, flows up through the body, then emanates from the caster’s hands. Dirt, dust clouds, or small rocks are left behind after a spell ends. The caster’s hands are caked in dirt after casting a spell. SayethWeAll
  46. Minerals and types of stone (ores, gems, ect.) that act as a foci for spells based on the materials characteristics. For example, hematite for rusting grasp, pyrite for enchantments made to deceive, cinnabar for poison based spells, micas for glitterstorm or heat resistance, or galena for spells that make things denser. supersnes1
  47. Spellcraft cards where the hand being played dictates the spell and its potency. Practitioners experienced in this style eventually learn to stack the deck in their favor. supersnes1
  48. Scents (perfumes, flowers, cooking food, brimstone, refuse, oral, ect.) accompany and drive the spells. supersnes1
  49. Puppets (string, finger, sock, ect.) are made to enact a scene or conduct the verbal and somatic components of the spell. supersnes1
  50. The Big One. Whether you're a human with a huge crystal ball or a gnome with a normal one, you gotta carry that thing above your head in two hands. You have it up to cast spells and it glows very dramatically. TheMightyFishBus
  51. Thinking With Portals. You use magic portals to essentially summon the effects of your spells from other planes, rather than casting them traditionally. 'Well your honour, technically I didn't cast fireball. I just opened up a rift in space time that a fireball happed to come out of.'. TheMightyFishBus
  52. Spells are flavored to essentially be a kobold inventor’s attacks. Dancing lights are fireflies kept in a jar, poison spray is a skunk in a cage, absorb elements is catching the attack in an iron pot. Fabricate is a bunch of ants working really fast, blur is a flower that makes those who smell it see double, and jump is just makeshift spring boots. bao-and-boba
  53. Perform tribal kobold dances and recite ancient draconic poetry and hymns and the magic takes effect. bao-and-boba
  54. Barbarian Rage. You rage in different ways and at different levels and you think you are a barbarian, yet your rage seems to create magic.
  55. Egyptian gods and goddesses, pyramids, sand, hieroglyphs accompanied by hot desert winds.
  56. Your previous lives as various personas helps you cast your spells. You summon a spectral form related to the spell you cast from your past, they mimic your gestures and words but the spell effects comes from the persona, not you.
  57. Bats, wolves, vampires, shadows, blood and pointy theeth accompanied by the sound of the blood in veins.
  58. Celestial theme: spells float around you in orbit before being flung towards their target, give off trails of solar wind and auroras, take the form of planets and meteors, etc. starquinn
  59. Keys: spells are cast by unlocking untethered doors that float near the caster, unleashing fireballs on enemies or dousing allies in healing water. starquinn
  60. Visiual glitches, 404 errors, lagged effects, green binary code runinh on black surface, wrong colors shapes and other many various glicthes accompanied by sound effect glitches.
  61. When you cast spells you are meditating or doing other various spiritual gestures and all your spells comes out of your chakras as energy first and shaped into desired spell.
  62. Candles and candle flames seems to appear in your spells even though it doesnt cause a fire damage always, during rituel spells you are surrounded by hundreds of candles melting accompanied by the smell of melting wax.
  63. Wine, wine bottles, wine glasses; red, white and rose accompanied by the smell of wine
  64. Cats, big cats and small cats, lions and panthers, sometimes even tabaxis, claws, paws and whiskers accompanied by a meow sound.
  65. Geometry, triangles, hexes, cubes, dodechahedrons, of various colors and patterns.
  66. Alchemist's items, veils, tubes, liquids and powders accompanied by the sound of boiling potions.
  67. Clear nights sky, stars, planets, zodiac signs, star clusters and astrological symbols accompanied by the sound of a falling star.
  68. Viking ships, runes, norse symbols, viking shields and weapons, ale, ice and snow accompanied by freezing winds.
  69. Reptiles, lizard tails, crocodile scales and turtle shells accompanied by shades of green.
  70. Gold, silver and copper coins, various goods to sell and shipping carts accompanied by a conbersation of bargaining.
  71. Cowboy hat and shoes, horses, lassos, sherif stars and a clock tower hitting 12.00 accompanied by the soundtracks of old cowboy movies.
  72. Dinosaurs of various kinds, flying ones, walking ones, herbivore and carnivor ones, and also biting ones, an erupting volcano, an approaching meteor accompanied by wild roars.
  73. Baloons, unicycles, juggling balls, decks of cards, clown make-ups, show animals and a circus tent accompanied by laughter and clapping.
  74. Chess pieces, checkered surfaces, black and white colors accompanied by the sound of a shifting chess piece.
  75. Light, prisms, reflections, refraction and rainbows with blinding sparkles.
  76. Steam, steam powered engines, trains, hot air baloons, zeplines, running mechanisms and turning gears accompanied by a tinkering sound.
  77. Ships, mermaids, eye patches, rudder, pirate hats, hooks and a crew accompanied by pirate slang and an "Arghh" sound.
  78. During casting material components rot and turn into ash, somatic components has a ghost-like ensuant shadows that also slowly rots and turn into ash, and verbal componants creates a black fume that caster breathes and it rots and turns into ash as well.
  79. A vegans diet, various vegetables and fruits, plants and roots accompanied by happy animal sounds.
  80. A voodoo dollas a spell focus that represents the target of spells, spells are casted on the doll, yet also effects the target.
  81. Words longest scroll that includes hundreds of thousands of arcane symbols, caster reads the spells on the scroll and seems to find the right arcane symbol every time.
  82. Caster rolls actual in-game dice for attack and damage rolls and spells themed with 3D dice shapes and numbers accompanied by click clack sound.
  83. A blind eye with a monocle, pure arcane energy is channeled from the eye, first hits the monocle and is altered into the desired spell.
  84. A small dark wood puzzle box with various marks, buttons, small levers and discs on it; caster plays with the box, sets it for the desired spell and spell effect occurs when caster opens the box.
  85. Effects from cartoons that is not from the real world, spells seem to be illustrated by a cartoon artist. victorianchan
  86. Racial flavours from the history, culture, appearence, abilities, alignment and habits of the caster's race. Ghepip
  87. Low level spells has bigger visual effects but smaller impact, yet higher level spells have smaller visual effect but bigger impact. Ghepip
  88. Fire and heat, steam, flames and blaze, carterizing wounds and increasing body heat, decrease the temperature on the burnmarks. Ghepip
  89. Water and ice to cool wounds, ice crystals appear to stitch them, illusions are mists and mirrages caused by water evaporating, necromancy byblood bending or just have water enter the muscles, expand the water into ice and have the muscle subtract. Ghepip
  90. Earth, living insects, dirt and stone, exploding flying fireants, lotus swarm that produce lightning, leaches and maggots, honey, stiches by biting bullet ants for healing etc. Ghepip
  91. Birds and ornithology, diving falcons, flying humming birds' colorful patterns, vultures and other carnivorus birds, quail eggs, feathers, beaks accompanied by bird songs. Ghepip
  92. Air. Winds, gases, manipulating currents, blowing heat and cold, causing rain, hail, snow thunder etc. accompanied by wind sound.
  93. Clay Golem. Caster shapes an amount of clay to make a little clay golem that has one task, to cast the desired spell. Golem digests the material components and mimic its master to complete somatic and verbal components, the golem is turned into dust after it completes the casting.
  94. Mobile games. Angry birds, subway surfers, jetpack joyride, fruit ninja and many other classic mobile games accompanied by their soundtracks.
  95. Archery. Arrows of various colours and types of energies, bows, arrow heads, quivers, feathers accompanied by the sound of an arrow piercing the air. shamanshaman123
  96. The caster is saddled with crushing debt and in order to pay it off has had to sell ad space during his casting routine. Before or after casting, they recite a message from their sponsor. A token payment then drops from the ether. shamanshaman123
  97. Stories of the acts of gods, heroes, villains, and others told to illicit the magical effect (think Dark Souls miracles). supersnes1
  98. You perform a "magic" act to cast your spells. Can range from card tricks, puling creatures out of a hat, cutting other in half, etc. supersnes1
  99. The gambler. Deck of cards, hearts, spades, clubs, diamonds, roleplaying dices, tokens, coins and everything related to gambling.
  100. Lovecraftian Horror. Cthulhu mythos, the fear of unknown, eldritch creatures, nightmarish deities, and all horrors one cannot describe or envision.
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Rock, Paper, Scissors: 1st contact

Thanks for the warm reception of my 1st story, I have a few others in the same Universe, this one and the next one take place before "Earning a seat at the table", setting up the Universe a little more.

It was bound to happen, every man, woman and child knew it was a possibility. The math was there for all to see, even those who didn't believe knew in their hearts of hearts that it could happen and in the year 2084, it finally happened.
The unthinkable came to pass: the Rangers won the World Series!
This took place in the locker room of the Texas Rangers after their historical win, historical in more ways than one...
The coach Bob Millis was answering questions, explaining what he was planning to do next:
“Raise the dead, find an IRS agent with a sense of humor and walk on water”
Everyone was laughing and the mood was merry, then the loudest whisper anyone has ever heard came from what was supposed to be an empty corner of the room.
“You cheating bastard!”
Everyone turned as one... And then froze as one, what they saw was terrifying and confusing all at once.
Three little grey men where standing there, well not all of them were standing, the one who had “whispered” was in the front, floating 2 feet off the ground, wearing a Red Sox shirt and a giant foam finger pointed at coach Millis.
The second was floating just behind him, wearing an identical Red Sox shirt, arms folded and occasionally drinking some green bubbly liquid from a Red Sox beer-hat...
The last one was standing behind them, looking quite happy, sporting a “everything is bigger in Texas” shirt and holding a small Rangers flag.
Foam finger: “There was no freaking way No.56 could have striked out No.23, 56 was near useless against any left handed batter AND I HAVE THE MATH TO PROVE IT!”
Beer-hat nods
Flag shakes his head
Coach Millis: “I, well... the thing is... okay, what the Hell?”
Paul Richardson, fresh off his final tour of duty had managed to snag an all access pass and was present at this momentous occasion, and also 1st contact, he felt that as the only person in uniform it was incumbent on him to take charge of the situation.
Paul: “... You guys are aliens right?” Way to go Paul, real original, why not ask them if they're ghosts since some of them are floating, Jesus H Batman...
This seemed to take the aliens by surprise, apparently none of them realized they had breached 1st contact protocols in order to voice their unhappiness with the final outcome of a sport's game.
All 3 began to back away, Foam finger began to press a few buttons on his bracelet.
Paul: “Wait! Don't go!”
Paul looked around frantically for a reason to keep them around and zeroed-in on the coach.
Paul: “Coach Millis how did Ryan strike out Belos? Isn't he supposed to be really bad against left handed batters?”
He managed to convey that lying would be bad in this situation only by glaring at him... And mouthing as much.
Coach Millis: “Well, we knew the Red Sox had a high chance to make it to the finals so mid season we hired a replacement mid fielder and shortstop who batted left handed so Ryan could train with them. So if it ever came down to Belos scoring for the win we could use Ryan to strike him out since he would be overconfident in his ability to hit anything he threw at him.”
Flag nods
“Told ya!”
Foam finger: “But... How did you know it would be enough?”
Coach Millis: “It was a gamble, there are no certainties in baseball kid.”
Paul glares at the coach
Coach Millis: “I mean, Mr Alien sir.”
Paul: “Maybe we could talk about this somewhere else, anywhere else, preferably with representatives of the United Nations present”... And alcohol, lots and lots of alcohol.

1st contact resumed later that day at the floor of the United Nations embassy in New York, the 3 aliens had appreciated Richardson's intervention and he was given the temporary position of Ambassador to Earth.
The Krush, as we later learned, are a mathematically inclined race much in the same way fish are inclined to water.
"Never tell me the odds!" Is considered a polite way to tell a Krush to shut up.
They value numbers and statistics above all else, they see reality as equations to be solved and the trio that had been sent to monitor Earth had come across baseball in their survey, a sport you could calculate the outcome of with complex equations and quantifiable variables?! They were hooked, so much so they forgot why they were on Earth.
The Krush helped humanity reach for the stars, or more accurately how to not explode or get lost on the way.
And when they felt comfortable enough with humanity they introduced them to the Aaens.

Paul Richardson ambassador to Earth, it still didn't feel right...
Paul was making his way to meet the Aaen dignitary, Lady EliIi of the Summer Breeze, I don't know if I should be impressed or appalled at that name.
Paul entered the room and saw his good friend 3.14 the Krush ambassador and Lady EliIi... She looked like a red skinned super model, with two small white horns and instead of hair, superimposed nails to make an oddly attractive mane like head covering, her dress left very little question as how human-like her anatomy was.
Paul: “3.15, always happy to see you and I'm charmed to make your acquaintance Lady EliIi of the Summer Breeze.” I wonder what she looks like fully naked, I don't see any eyebrows or eyelashes, would she have hair elsewhere... No, damn it you're here as representative of Earth, be professional!
3.14 frowns
“You know I don't like it when you call me that, anyway as you already know this is Lady EliIi of the Summer Breeze, she's an Aaen and as such a telepath so watch what you think”
3.14 laughs
Lady EliIi now wearing a mischievous smile
“Too late”
Paul:... Okay, were are on the 5th floor, I saw a window on the way to the room a couple of minutes ago, if I get up right now and run like Hell I should be able to jump out before I die of shame...
Lady EliIi laughing uncontrollably by now
“Please don't!”
3.14 was confused
“Am I missing something?”
Paul, red enough to pass for an Aaen
“Yeah and we'll talk about it later on, trust me 3.16!”
3.14: “That is not my name!”
Paul, fuming
“Don't worry, I'll write the right one on your grave!”
Lady EliIi was on the floor trying to contain her laughter

That was 5 years ago, now Lady EliIi had become Lady Richardson EliIi and the Earth Krush and Aaennisi Combined was flourishing.
Lady EliIi: “Paul?”
Paul, just returning from his morning jog
“Yes sweety?”
Lady EliIi: “The chancelor called you”
Paul: “What about?”
Lady EliIi: “A crew of suicidal, yet very brave long range scouts discovered a coalition of over a dozen species in the middle of nowhere and he wants you to speak with them in the name of the Combined”
Paul: She never did master the art of delivering news without sounding like a messenger bot, Thanks honey, I'll call him right back”
Lady EliIi: “Paul?”
Paul: “Yes?”
Lady EliIi: “I heard that!”
Paul: “...crap” I'm going to pay for that, oh well with some luck the meeting with this Coalition will be smooth sailings.
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TPP Fused Cystal Summary: Day 8 & 9

Previously on Fused Crystal: A lot. We reached the gates of Victory Road and learned we need all 16 Badges to enter. So we got the badges from Brock and Blaine but can't overcome Blue and his powerful legendary. We also FINALLY got the Machine Part to restore power to Kanto and even conquered the Whirl Islands. With a few PC shuffles, it seems Y is back and ready for action as we seek the final badge needed: the Soul Badge!
The rest of the day is spent going between Will and Koga without getting much farther. The Voices are confident though. Night Crew is to come soon and despite all of the random people who pour in only for the League, the team should be good if they can just get organized. Tomorrow is the last day either way so be here next time the finale!! <3
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An Evil Drow Cleric Ruined a DnD Group for Me: Part 4 (FINALE)

(Word of Warning: This is going to be a long one, so take your time reading it. Enjoy.)
So when we last left off, Cherry had become a demigod/powerful mage who made a pact with an otherworldly being and used a banishment spell on my character, removing him from the remainder of the one shot, all because he didn’t do as she asked.
I also realise I should have made this series an “Am I the Asshole?” series, because I am second guessing if I am justified in what I am writing (although that could also be the anxiety talking). Because I realise this is a fun character for this player to get into, and it can be fun to be evil sometimes or being a “fake jerk” at the table for humour, but you need a very specific group of friends who are on the same page to make sure everyone is also having fun. If they are not or if you’re playing with people who aren't in your friend group, well… things like this story happen.
Before I get to the story proper, there are five pet peeves I wanna vent out.
There were a lot of problems with the group, not just guilty of the mods, but a select few. Tight-knit cliques that only shared information with each other or gave themselves powerful items, or dialogue discussions/roleplaying between two players that took about an hour, sometimes more, and the fact that I learned some of them were talking smack about other members behind their back (me included). There were some interesting inner groups, like two players who were a couple irl and had their four characters collectively join together in a polygamous relationship. I will give them points, that is new to me, but when they are together on a quest, their conversations with each other in character could last an hour of character development with themselves. It just made me want to scream, “Get a room, the rest of us want to play too!” All the murder in the group was not just from the Trio. I have heard of or seen instances where one goblin killed a thug in self defence and not only got arrested (and did not resist), but got their rights as a citizen taken away for murdering on city grounds. Yet there is another time where a human wizard kills eight innocent people with a powerful spell on the off chance one of them was evil or because they lost concentration of their spell. That wizard got little to no reprecussions for multiple counts of murder, only recently got sent to jail for what he did. Why would you not arrest someone immediately when you did so quickly for another character? Maybe because the wizard is a noble idk) A lot of players did not want to let their characters develop or grow in a way that felt natural, they always had to wait for a certain point in the story that felt right, such as their character dying and coming back changed emotionally, or they had a piece of lore they wanted approved by the mods before making any progress, and would act like a big deal when it finally happens. This one may not be as bad as I am making it out to be, since I am sure a lot of players do this. Like I get it, you’re very excited about exploring the full possibilities of your characters, I have done that myself in case Harry the Tiefling bard had a bad ending and became a warlock, but idk,waiting for a prompt like a character death makes the experience feel so scripted and takes away from the spontaneity that makes DnD so fun and just leaves you wanting your character to die to get full satisfaction, which is not something I feel is necessary. I also heard the Trio started their own game of DnD 5e, Curse of Strahd I think, with a few other members that were in that inner circle and they seem to have fun playing that. Makes me wonder why that would not do that in the first place.
Now this is the final story of what I like to call the Cherry saga because this was the last quest I was in before I was kicked out of the group (the reason why I was kicked out has nothing to do with this story (as far as I know) and I am happy to share the details if any of you readers are interested). Cherry’s player was the GM, which was a bit of a warning sign that I may not enjoy it, but I wanted to give him the benefit of the doubt since the quest’s description was a vague “protect me from these assailants” deal. However, I did see the quest was deadly.
In the group, there are four levels of difficulty for a quest: Easy, Moderate, Hard, and Deadly. An easy quest probably won’t kill any of your players and has low EXP and gold reward, but is typically a fun little adventure and a chance to RP. Meanwhile a hard or deadly quest is where at least one character is guaranteed to die or not have much HP, but you get massive EXP for it. So high risk, high reward. This usually happens when Cherry’s players and their friends play by themselves. The GM makes a deadly quest with a lot of EXP or magical loot and level up all their characters faster than the others, or get them to play catch up or min-Max their characters. From what I heard, Cherry’s player improvises his quests on the spot to have a simple “kill this thing” vibe and a chance to test out a high level monster. That is fine, but I wonder why they bother to level up their characters if they are not going to play with the rest of the members.
Speaking of which, the characters for this story are as follows: Harry, my LG Tiefling Bard of Lore/Life Cleric of Shelyn (He multiclassed once he got to level 7, so he was 6 lvls Bard and 2 lvls Cleric) Kirbee, the NG Bard of Lore (who was deaf and was one of Harry’s friends) Igor, the LN Warlock of the Archfey/Nature Cleric (who was also one of Harry’s friends) Gorgon, the NG Artificer (Noah’s player’s latest character) Glyph, the NG Fighter (who was slightly under leveled and one of Cherry and Noah’s player’s friends and was one of the few that tried to be active in the group by joining quests with other members) Lavender, LG Celestial Warlock Lea, the LG Tempest Cleric Rosa, the NL Paladin of Vengeance (played by the GM of the Kobold quest in part 1)
So one of the first red flags I saw about this quest was the GM (Cherry’s Player) pretty much hazing Glyph’s player for not having her other character in this quest: a Shadar-Kai fighter I believe, who was being levelled up at this point.
Small bit of info: when you level up in the group, you don’t just level up like you do in most games. You need to do all your new additions, keep track of the EXP, new spells, etc, and wait for a mod to look it over and approve the level up. Until then, you cannot use that character on quests since they are in No-Gaming Limbo for a little while.
But I digress, the hazing the GM said was like: “How could you disappoint us like this? You ruined the whole game. How dare you?” All obviously sarcastic, and Gorgon and Glyph’s players seemed okay with it, but I personally felt uncomfortable by such mean-spirited stuff being said at their friend. It’s not something I would never say, but it is not my place to judge in person. Again, I digress. (I’m sorry, this will be a common phrase)
So when the game started, we were all in separate parts of the main city. We each had an address to go to, but no benefactor arrived, so some of the players left after an hour of waiting. After a while, a magical door appears in a nearby alleyway and once we all walk inside, the party finally meets up with each other and we find ourselves in this weird part of town no one recognised, think like the town from Soul Eater for all my fellow old school anime fans out there. At this point, we all group together (Harry sticking with Kirbee and Igor) and try to figure out why they were here.
So we all go into this large guild hall-looking building with a giant dining table inside and a throne room, and to all of our surprises, it was Cherry sitting on the throne.
Just a small side-tangent: For those of you wondering if the quest outline told us which character was the quest giver? No, it didn’t. Not for this one, or The Bachelor quests I mentioned in part 3. (And yes, there were multiple Bachelor one shots, I never participated in those but I heard things get crazy) Cherry just kind of pops out of nowhere, and the game is never the same.
Now I immediately had a pit in my stomach from what was about to happen, and surprisingly almost all the characters who had met Cherry before, including Gorgon, knew this could not be good, but to keep the story moving, we had to proceed.
We try to approach her, but she doesn't even look like she is paying attention to us, like she is talking on the phone. Cherry: “Uh huh, yeah. Got it.” Then she looks at us. “Who are you all?” Lavender: “We’re here for a job. Are you the person who asked for us?” Cherry: “Oh yes, please take a seat and eat up! I will explain everything.” At least she is nice enough to give us a meal.
So we all sat down and listened to what she had to say. According to her, she suspects a few black hooded assailants want her dead for reasons that she is “unaware of” and needs us to keep her safe as her bodyguards.
Gorgon, who has also met Cherry before, questioned this by saying: “So you essentially want us to be assassins?”
Cherry sighed in annoyance and replied: “Alright fine, assassins, whatever helps you sleep at night. Now are you gonna help out or not?”
At this point, she was trying to pressure all of us into making a decision quickly like a sleazy car salesman. So we all agreed to help for various reasons, since we all just wanted to play. (For anyone curious, Harry’s reason for staying is that, despite all the drama beforehand, he cannot leave someone to die in good consciousness, in case these assassins were legit).
So we go to the town square, where out of nowhere, we see a group of five or six black-cloaked figures staring at us as we crossed over a bridge. At first, we all discussed talking to them to try and smooth everything out. But nothing is ever smooth with Cherry… Out of nowhere, she casts Inflict Wounds on one of the figures, prompting all of them to draw their weapons and the civilians to flee in fear, and Cherry to disappear because she was an illusion the whole time. (and yet could still cast a spell?)
We were all just kind of in shock that this is the way the fight started: by cleaning up the mess of a conflict that didn’t need to happen, facing foes that, as we were about to find out, were incredibly strong and she didn’t want to face by herself. I wouldn’t even be surprised if this is how she got them angry in the first place.I understand why this happened as a GM myself, it’s a quick way to speed people into combat and cut the fat that is hour long RPs to get to the meat of the encounter.
The fight was incredibly brutal. All of these characters were some form of Shadar-Kai, and they are no joke. Most of us went down at least once, our tempest cleric Lea permanently died and came back as a zombie due to some form of necromancy of one shadar-kai mage. It took a long time to beat him because whenever we got close to melee attack, we would be hit by the effects of the Slow spell, reducing our turns to one action at a time. Whenever they hurt a player, they would gain HP back. This fight took us three hours to do. That is not what bothered me. The part that bugged me is how I was called out for my actions, and this is where I am getting into the “Am I an Asshole” part of the story?
As I have said in earlier posts, Harry is a character who fights non-lethally, but recently has become a follower of Shelyn. For those who don’t know, she is the Pathfinder Goddess of Peace, Love, Art and Music that I imported to 5e because that is the one goddess that fits his character. Her dogma is believing there is good in every living creature, and only to use violence as an absolute last resort because every life is invaluable. So if he can find alternate ways to end a fight without killing his opponent, he will do it, without totally giving up his sense of justice. Enchantment spells to make people run away or rethink their life Obi-Wan Kenobi style, stabbing arms and legs with his rapier to disarm, using his Ray of Frost to freeze the legs in place, or even just a simple Persuasion check is in his wheelhouse and is my ideal way to play. He did not want to kill these people he did not know, especially when the fight could have been avoided very easily.
I was trying to do any of my above strategies to defeat these Shadar-Kai, but the GM and the party were not having any of it. I managed to convince one Shadar Kai to leave with a Suggestion spell (which in itself is impressive due to their Fey Ancestry), but other than that, no dice. Try using subdue damage with my rapier? The slow effect would have only let me do that once, so I scrapped that. Shooting from a long range with a crossbow or a Ray of Frost? Gm calls that ranged attacks are always lethal. Trying a spell like Suggestion again? Nope, because it would be too much of a gamble with the Fey Ancestry giving advantage on all charm effect saves. Most of the party was reflecting this too. I realise they were scared and tense due to the tough spot we were in, so I pretty much attacked once with Ray of Frost, felt bad for it, and just became the designated healer and bardic inspiration provider. (and I only had five to give out or use for Cutting Words to keep the heavy-hitters alive) As the fight continued however, I was becoming less inspired to keep going.
I realise how petty this must make me sound, but if I am pretty much left with no options than to just be the healer and the others are so scared about what is gonna happen that they shoot down whatever crazy ideas I have, it ruins the fun for me. There are a few reasons I could say as to why I do not like this kind of DnD play, but this post is already long enough, but I am happy to talk about it in the comments. The only thing I will say is that Lavender the LG warlock was way too into killing these shadar-kai, such as drowning them or burning them in a wall of flame. Doing all this in the middle of a city. That still does not sit right with me and would have constituted an alignment change, but that’s just me.
After the battle was done, Harry went over to our now downed and zombified tempest cleric and was praying for Shelyn to help her and all these fallen souls who died such a pointless death. By the end of it, the violent paladin of vengeance was the only one to check to see if Harry was okay and to cheer him up. That is when another door materialised in an alleyway, leading to the same Soul Eater town. Also, someone blew a horn earlier to alert the guards so the party knew they would be coming soon to question them on what happened/arrest those involved. Everyone went inside except for Harry. He stayed behind to deal with the dead, fishing them out of the rivers, prayed for their souls and basically played a morgue worker to keep the bodies clean and lined up so none of the dead were forgotten.
The party met up with Cherry and were not happy with her. They said the assailants were dead but questioned why that was necessary, lamented how our cleric died because of her, but she basically brushed it aside and said she could bring her back unzombified, if they bring back all the bodies of the Shadar-Kai. (For anyone who has read part 1, sound familiar?)
There was a long debate on if this was a good idea or not, but Igor, the Warlock/Cleric volunteered to get the bodies anyway, despite everyone saying this was not going to end well. No it would not.
Igor walked outside and told Harry: “We need all these bodies.”
Harry, concerned and confused, asked: “Why?”
Igor: “Cherry said she would bring Lea back in exchange for the bodies.”
Harry was shocked and angry at this, knowing exactly what these were for and not wanting history to repeat itself.
Harry snapped: “No! Absolutely not! Do you have any idea what she will do with those bodies, Igor? She will sacrifice them to Lolth, her goddess!”
Igor: “There is not much time and there are no other good options. Can you think of any other way to bring Lea back?”
Harry, exasperated: “Yes! There are! Going to a local cleric, taking the body to the mage’s colleges, anything but this! Please Igor, I’m begging you don’t do this!”
Igor, scowling at Harry: “If you don’t want to be a part of this, you can leave.”
Harry was taken aback by this, and scowled right back at Igor: “Fine.”
He walked across the bridge where this madness started from, and turned back to Igor.
Harry: “If you suddenly regret this, don’t say I didn’t warn you…!” And he stormed off, making his way back home and leaving the scene and session entirely.
Now for context, Igor was someone Harry thought as a dear friend, someone he could not only have philosophical debates with in the small library where Harry lived, but someone who saved his life. Igor, along with a group of other adventurers, ventured deep into a cultist’s den, facing cultists, Cambions, Harry’s estranged mother (A 17th level Fiend Warlock) who would not let anyone take away her little Pain (Harry’s Virtue name), and a Bone Devil at the gateway to the Nine Hells to save my tiefling bard. So Igor was someone who Harry admired and defended tooth-and-nail, and considers them a hero. But after seeing him go along with the person who absolutely did not trust, the rose-tinted glasses were off and he needed to re-evaluate how he saw the friend who risked their life to save him.
At this point, I muted my mic, deafened my earphones and went on to other tasks (watching youtube videos or starting my college courses). Was that a dick move? Yeah, absolutely, and I do regret the way I handled it, but I knew the basics of what was going to happen and I knew I did not want to listen to it. All I picked up was that Lea was alive again and Igor had gained a Blood Stone in his inventory. I could put two and two together from there.
For the rest of you players who may have been reading this, I don’t blame you for how things went down. We were all caught up in the heat of the moment.
Additionally, if you were all having fun with that game and the way it went, more power to you. I can only speak for myself, and grim dark stuff like that where you’re forced to not make any alternate choices apart from doing something you know you will regret is not what I am interested in. (This is probably why I don’t get invited to many games lol, but I know what I like and I really don’t wanna change that).
I chatted with Igor’s player and we both were not upset with each other, since we both agreed we were both in character, and we even agreed to have a private roleplay where they try to work things out in the library where debates of philosophy between the two began. Sadly, this didn’t happen, as I was kicked out of the group after this quest, making it the last one I ever went on. (And no, I was not kicked out for being a petty, sanctimonious asshole, but it would not surprise me if many people felt that way.)
This has been a very long journey that I have put you readers through. It was full of bitterness, tangents, and some questionable behaviour at best, and I want to thank you for getting this far, whether you agree with me or not. I wanted to put my story out there, and I at least hope it gave you some enjoyment.
Although deep down, despite all my bitterness, I can understand why it became like this. We’re all a bunch of anxious nerds and don’t want to step on anyone’s toes in fear of ruining potentially everyone’s good time. I feel that way a lot, hence why I did not call out this behaviour sooner and it never seemed too severe to me at the time. At the end of the day, we all just want to have fun and play epic fantasy adventures, but my biggest takeaway from all of these stories is this: in order for the game to be fun, there needs to be a consistent and open understanding of what tone and type of game/games you want to play and everyone is on the same page about it. If you are playing a bunch of evil characters in a mostly good setting, or vice versa, you need to have something you can all agree on or a reason why they would work together apart from work obligation. Otherwise, it will all just end in a big mess and the party opposing the tone will walk away unhappy with soured relationships with the people they spent so much of their free time with.
Also please, do not get up at 2 or 3am like I did just to play D&D. Seriously, it’s not worth it.
TLDR: Drow cleric now demi-god asks party to be her bodyguards, ends up starting a fight with the six Shadar-Kai after her and disappearing (since she was an illusion the whole time), leaving us to clean up the mess she started. Our cleric got turned into a zombie, drow said she can bring her back with the bodies, my bard said no and left the scene. Party gave the drow the bodies anyway and the cleric is back but at an unknown cost.
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