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So I just sold my old Sceptre monitor to go for a smaller monitor. I'm trying to see which one would be better. As of right now, I have the Onn monitor, I would like to know if I should keep it, or go for the Koorui one. Here are the links for both
Onn Monitor
https://www.walmart.com/ip/onn-24inch-FHD-1920-x-1080-165hz-1ms-Gaming-Monitor-Includes-6ft-DisplayPort-and-HDMI-Cables/346540473
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Koorui Monitor
https://www.amazon.com/KOORUI-FreeSync-Mountable-1920x1080-DisplayPort/dp/B0BCDD4KTK/?_encoding=UTF8&pd_rd_w=RH9b3&content-id=amzn1.sym.bc5f3394-3b4c-4031-8ac0-18107ac75816&pf_rd_p=bc5f3394-3b4c-4031-8ac0-18107ac75816&pf_rd_r=J60JT4DFB9XVESVJANK0&pd_rd_wg=JBBHC&pd_rd_r=32a767a6-d76d-4daf-856c-9ca31471b7dc&ref_=pd_gw_ci_mcx_mr_hp_atf_m

i always thought of things i’d do when i commit suicide, but had never really written them out; kinda just kept them in the back of my head. however, i’ve been writing suicide notes for about a year. i can say it’s finally time where it feels like my life is concluding, and i’m able to fully plan out my suicide. i’ve written down possible attempts, ways to withdraw myself, things to give away, things to sell, and to let people know i love them. if anyone has anything else for me to put in that’d help a lot. i’m still indecisive on the method but i’m fixed between multiple. getting hit by a car is an option, but it would cause a lot of trauma for my family (a close family member has died that way). inert gas asphyxiation, hanging, jumping off a tall building, and finding someone to kill me. if things get even the slightest bit worse i’m going to follow through with it.

I read this book when I was younger and I’m trying so hard to find it now.
It’s YA romance from before 2019. I know a girl from a small town moves in with her dad into a small apartment in the big city (pretty sure it’s New York). She meets a boy in the city and they fall in love. There are two scenes I remember where they go into a Walgreens and one where the girl is eating Chinese food alone in her dad’s apartment.
I know this is a long shot and kind of vague, but I’ve been looking through YA romance authors’s back catalogues like Sophie Kinsella for days and I’m stuck. If there’s a better subreddit for this specific inquiry please let me know.

Okay, just wanted to get these thoughts out there, as I’m slowly descending into a Cosmere obsession, and I’ve thoroughly enjoyed sharing my thoughts on Brandon’s books thus far. For context, I’ve read the Mistborn trilogy, Elantris, and Warbreaker.
Part 1 started off very strong, albeit very heavy with all the magical terms, locations, namedropping, history, and religion. That opening chapter with Szeth (how is this pronounced by the way?) was all kinds of awesome. The Lashing magic was super cool even though I found myself constantly rereading sections to make sure I was following which wall/direction Szeth was Lashing to. Eager for more of that. Didn’t see anything else from this character, but that one chapter alone has me excited for more.
Kaladin Stormblessed baby! I’ve seen this name thrown around a few times on this sub, so it was nice to finally dig into this character a little bit. I don’t feel like I have a lot to go off of yet, besides him being a seemingly noble character with a strong drive to help people. I really appreciated his flashback chapter with his “father” (I’m not convinced yet), and their discussion on those who kill and those who protect, as well as Kaladin’s 3rd type of person who kills to protect. Kaladin stepping back from the chasm ledge and choosing to try again was a great moment, now I’m looking forward to see which type of person he becomes. Also, Syl is great.
Shallan had some great moments in this part as well. I really love her interest in the arts, and her scholarly side. She reminds me of my girlfriend in this sense. Learning that her whole plan is to steal Jasnah’s soul caster was surprising as I didn’t immediately take Shallan to be the type to steal, but after learning more about her motivations it makes much more sense. I’m looking forward to more of her as well.
A few questions that I hope someone can answer (avoiding spoilers for the rest of the book/series of course)…

1. What is an ardent? What makes someone an ardent?
   
2. Shallan’s Memory… I’m sure this gets explained in more detail later, but so far my understanding is that it’s basically really good photographic memory? When she says she takes a part of the subject’s soul, is that literal or metaphorical? If this is a spoiler area, no need to go into details.
   
3. What is the difference between lighteyes and darkeyes? Is it literally just a distinction between the colour of people’s eyes that make them a certain “class” so to speak? Or do they have deeper differences/powers?
   

I also just wanted to say thank you to everyone in this fandom. I recently made a post about myself possibly spoiling something about Shallan. So many people were kind enough to reassure me and encourage me to keep going. A moderator even reached out to me to write a kind message doing the same. It felt very refreshing to have these encounters on Reddit. The books have been great, and I’m really excited to keep going, but already this community has shown me a lot of encouragement and support.
Even if nobody cares about these thoughts, I’ll keep posting them, to at least keep track of my Cosmere journey. But thank you to everyone who reads.
On to Part 2!

It was very encouraging to hear everyone's reasons for wanting Philly to be a better place to ride a bike. We heard from people who have been nearly killed on a bike, people who want their kids to be able to get around on bike, and people generally fed up with being threatened and harassed while on a bike. I just wanted to share some of our plans going forward.

• We will be doing our next meetup at 7pm on the first Monday of next month. Location is TBD
• We are looking for City Council District leaders to organize regular meetups in their city council districts each month. We would like to have at least 2 or 3 in each City Council District. This is a great opportunity to meet with others in your district and organize on a more local level. Let me know if you are interested. The responsibility is simply organizing 1 recurring meetup in your District each month.
• We are moving forward with the Mass Email Monday project. The topic for the Mondays of this month will be Bike Lane Parking. Reach out to your District Councilperson and let them know you feel unsafe when people park their cars in bike lanes and encourage them to redesign streets so this doesn't happen. Feel free to share your replies on our Discord or here (if the mods allow it). This is so important as it gives the biking community a pulse on where City Council is on the issues we care about. Personal messages are always great but we understand the convenience of a template. If someone wants to create and share one, please do! Otherwise I can get around to it when I have time. When we meet next month we can do a secrete poll for a new topic. Bike lane parking has been a hot topic but I want to this decision to be more democratic in the future. District Council Contact information can be found here: https://phlcouncil.com/council-members/

The Discord link is here: https://discord.gg/KEt98kFxYz

• Let me know if you want to volunteer to keep the group running in some way. Our group is entirely run by volunteers and no one person can do it all. This most important this choosing a role to contribute and being consistent with that role. Things that we talked about tonight that someone could pick up including managing an events calendar and Instagram/Twitter page where we post videos and pictures related to unsafe biking conditions. Please reach out if you are interested!
  
• Whoever suggested the bike lane cleanup, it is a great idea. It is also a good way to get people directly involved. Maybe we can even get some shirts. Please reach out if you want to start organizing this. I have a broom and would be glad to help.
  
• Many other things but I gotta get some sleep. Ya'll please be safe out there.
  

I love my birthday and I always try to take the day off work to do enjoyable things. I may go swimming if the weather is nice and my husband made a dinner reservation for us. I like to have an intentional slow morning on my birthday with coffee and reflection/me time. I'm really looking forward to being 30 as I've heard from many friends that their 30s were great. My first question, do you have recommended prompts or questions I should ask myself during my slow birthday morning? 2nd question, any advice you wish you heard when you turned 30? Thank you!

I asked for a sign today. Something kept telling me to put my questions out there: Am I on the right path? Is this man really my twin? Are we meant to be together on this journey?
I’ve been seeing others here requesting similar confirmations. One person mentioned asking to see a yellow car. Since I was going to be on the interstate for about 3 hours this afternoon, that seemed too easy. Surely I’d see at least one. I tried to think of another sign, but I couldn’t think of something offhand. So, I said, “Fine. Show me a yellow vehicle.” Immediately, I saw a yellow truck.
Just a lucky break, I thought. I felt the need to up the ante. “I have to see 4 yellow vehicles. And they have to be trucks, tractor trailers, or buses.” Within 5 minutes, I had seen 3 more work trucks. Within an hour, I had seen 16 total—4X the number I asked the universe to show me. And what time did I see the 16th one? 2:22 p.m. 🤯
All told, I saw 33 yellow vehicles and only 2 were cars. I couldn’t help smiling. It was as if the Divine was going out of their way to make a point. But I had to issue one more challenge. “If union is meant to happen soon, I’ll see my favorite car.” Not long after, here comes a Thunderbird convertible—a yellow one, no less.
To paraphrase Dr. Frasier Crane, “Good afternoon, Universe. I’m listening…” 💛💛💛

In this thread, I'll sum up every pixel of this agent teaser image
_\"Will stop you dead in your tracks and pull you in for a closer look\" - Riot Dev_
- The Black Coffee and Heart- shaped Waffles are hinting that the new agent is Norwegian, which lines up with the new emails from patch 6.11:
Email from Jett :

You wouldn’t believe what I hear these Kingdom employees talking about in line at the truck. No filter when you’re hungry I guess. I added some new menu items; the bulgogi torta was a hit. Today I overheard some goofballs chatting about cargo pickups in Norway, and something about “rad or four.” Look into it?
Shoot more customers at the window gotta go.

Kingdom Email :

Credentials of transit have been created in your name. After a security escort has been assembled, transport will contact you regarding the date, time, and point of embarkation. As this will be an out-and-back, packing overnight kit will not be necessary. Dress for inclement weather. Temperature at destination is minus two degrees Celsius, twenty-eight Fahrenheit. Save receipts per Landfall routing and submit for reimbursement upon return.

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-The bottle on the left looks like spider silk based on the color and FYI spider silk is strong, which is expected if you want to pull humans -On the work area, the tweezers are in line with my theory that all their rope are made of spider silk, as you need them for harvesting and weaving the spider silk -In fact the most common spider found in Norway, has a tensile strength of 1 GPa and can stretch very long, before rebounding to its original length, kinda sus if you ask me -There is a test tube cleaner, and a small brush, not sure what to make of this but spiders are sometimes kept in test tubes -Its a screwdriver bro -The thing their working on the table right now looks like the other end of the small thing with white string, already completed on his desk -The blue thing is definitely more rope -The machine on the bottom looks like a electronic reel, which might pull the strings he is making -The People on the screen are probably members of the Landfall Project, I think they are either climbing a mountain or venturing into a ravine / cave for radianite and using the agent's rope and tech to do so
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- I have no clue what that photo is on the bottom - the thing on the left of the image looks like something mountable to the wall, and I think it's a rope u can attach anywhere / a zip-line - the white and grey things on the right must be connected to the machine I just mentioned, since they share a similar shape.
TL;DR:
New Agent is from Norway

This may seem like a silly question, however after reading countless of articles, websites, threads I feel as though I am still very confused on this topic.
I am a 25y/o male who is moving to sydney in a couple weeks from New Zealand (with a NZ passport, eligible for work) where I have a permanent, full time job already lined up in geotechnical engineering. For numbers wise as this may make giving me advice a tad easier, I will be earning 87.5k inclusive of super (so just under 80 without super).
I am still confused as to what Medicare is? Does it essentially mean once you have a medicare card you get discounted rates at certain health care facilities, depending on what services you require? And how does this compare to private health care insurance?
Medical background, I have had no complications from what I know, other than a fractured ankle 2 months ago. So with this, I was maybe thinking health insurance may be beneficial incase something goes wrong with it again and I need surgery etc. Would you recommend it? And if so, is it best to go to a silvegold plan instead of basic.
I'm just thinking of the possibilities of something going wrong and not being an Australian citizen or permanent resident. Would this be worth it? And if so, what is the approx. range I may have to pay per month?
Thank you

I'm interested in purchasing a secondhand iPhone and loading my number onto it. I'm currently paying ~$5 a month for my S22+ (from a trade in last year) and the buyout is ~$700-- what happens to these payments/balance if I switch to a phone without going through Verizon?
Does it force the $700 balance on my next billing period, or does it carry on charging me the $5 monthly until the phone would have been paid off? I'm so confused and the app/customer service rep were not helpful in answering my question. The rep was confused by my question, hopefully I'm able to get my point across through text.

Slightly longer one here, I think I like them this length. Anyway, as always, thanks for reading! :)
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“I am unsure Miss,” Ton'et's central body turned somewhat and look of deep thought came over them, “wait… we’ve established that these three are not party with these Tinsne. They are wearing habsuits and have died more recently. At this time we have two questions. One, Where did these three come from? And two, What was that disturbance?” They looked at Penelope.
“…I’m not sure I’m following.”
“I’m suggesting that these two questions may have the same answer. The sound and jostling correspond with an airlock alignment and clamping sequence. I believe we have been just boarded by whoever sent these three here.”
“… Shit.”
“An apt Terran expletive.”
Ton’et noticed the human’s eyes tarry on the weapons crates but was surprised when she instead stood and moved to the doorway.
“Can’t do anything from here. Follow behind me and we`ll see what we’re dealing with. If something happens just hide and stay down.” Penelope let out a hollow chuckle.
“An expression of amusement? Why?” Ton’et asked as they moved to the airlock.
“Well, you wanted firsthand data on human biology, right? It looks like you’re gonna get it.” she said, moving to the door.
“I see… not quite what I had in mind Miss…”
Penelope gave Ton’et a wry smile as she waited for them to take a position behind the lip of the door. Pressing the button, the doors slid opened quickly but no one waited for them in the airlock itself and the doors to the Blue Nebula wouldn’t unlock until the outer door was closed. As such, the two moved in and again took up positions. Penelope at the door and Ton’et behind cover.
This time Penelope waited. Moving the side of her head up against the door and pausing for a moment. She then repeated the odd action lower on the door.
“What are you doing Miss Penelope?” Ton’et asked.
Penelope tapped the fleshy protrusions on her head, “Listening. There’s something mechanical on the other side of the door.”
“How can you… questions for later. It’s most likely a frame. There’s nowhere near enough folks turning to piracy to fill a crew so its not uncommon to see them using mechanical assistants.”
“Great…”
Really? Robots?
A focus came over the human as she motioned for Ton’et to stay down. It almost scared them how her face changed expression. There was no smile anymore, and the eyes took on a deadly seriousness. They shuddered to think of themselves on the receiving end of this aura.
Having noted her companion’s hidden position Penelope took a deep breath and opened the door.
In an instant, it slid open and her target was in front of her. A machine about half her height with three leg-like appendages supporting a round body and atop that a cylindrical shaped head. A lens was looking down the hall to the cargo bay before it quickly refocused on the large creature surging forward from the airlock. A small laser weapon deployed from body but it had no time to fire as Penelope’s left hand gripped its head, lifted it into the air, and slammed it into the opposite wall.
Penelope had apparently used enough force to crush the thing’s head entirely as its body detached and fell to the floor. The shattered head only remained due to Penelope’s grip.
Oh… well then, that was…
“Huh… I honestly thought that it would be a bit more durable.” She said as she looked at the crushed cylinder in her hand and then let it drop to the ground.
After a brief moment of shock Ton’et produced their datapad and began taking notes. Penelope noted that the rest of the corridor was clear and began making her way to the bridge.
“Bridge first, hopefully we can get a good idea of what we’re up against… and where everyone is.”
Ton’et made a gesture mimicking a nod and followed at a distance.
Reaching the turn in the corridor, Penelope peeked around the corner and saw that the bridge doors were wide open. It wasn’t a great angle, but she could see one frame of similar design past the open doors. Holding out a hand she motioned for Ton’et to stay put.
Ton’et was again surprised and made note of the near silence with which Penelope dropped low to the ground and made her way to the open bridge door. What was one frame from the angle of the corner revealed itself to be two frames and an alien in a familiar style habsuit.
Penelope was used to perfectly controlling her movements in regular gravity and with the ship operating on half that norm it was almost nothing to move with speed and silence. She moved past the first frame she’d seen which was evaluating the security console. Making sure not to alert that frame she moved up behind the alien and the frame it stood next to. They were apparently attempting to slice the console attached to Captain Deag’s chair. This task seemingly so engrossing that neither noticed Penelope taking a position directly behind them.
In a flash of motion she grabbed the alien by its habsuit with her left hand and the frame by its head with her right. In one fell motion she crushed the frame and whipped its body across the bridge into the second frame destroying them both. She turned the aliens face towards the pile of frame parts and then back to her.
“Call for help and I promise you, that habsuit wont even slow me down. Understand?” she said with a deathly growl, staring into its eye.
It began to shake in the suit and uttered a single wilting, “…yes.”
“Good. Now, you’re gonna answer some questions for me.”
Ton’et barely watched where they were walking as they moved onto the bridge. Tapping away at the data pad and muttering to themselves.
“Inquire about limits of superb strength. Inquire about ability to move silently despite size. Inquire about ability to launch objects at speed and with accuracy.” They continued as they moved into a corner and sat down.
The alien in Penelope’s grip noticed Ton’et but did nothing but shake in fear and wait for the questions.
“First. How many of you are there?” Her tone was cool and controlled.
“Five total now, thing on other ship got Mol, Vardin, and Eiggia. More frames. Me here, three others should be in cargo bay with your people, frames too. One left on our ship. Please don’t kill me.”
“Cooperate and I won’t harm a hair on your…” she noticed it was seemingly hairless, “Look, talk and you’ll be fine. Deal?”
It made a gesture that Penelope assumed was equivalent to a nod.
“Excellent. How many frames? And is everyone using energy weapons?”
“Ehrm, seven frames and…” It seemed to be confused about the second question, “energy weapons… yes? I am the only one not armed.”
“Last question. You have a means of communicating with your friends?”
The alien’s eye tarried to a belt on its suit. Hooked on it was a small round device.
“This?” Penelope grabbed the thing and held it up.
“Yes. Touch screen, speak.” It offered.
“No need.” She responded as she crushed it in her grip and let the pieces fall to the ground.
The alien made a kind of buzzing noise as it looked down at the crushed commlink.
“Now,” Penelope continued as she moved to a corner of the bridge, “you’re going to sit in this corner and do absolutely nothing because you know that if you try anything there is nowhere you can run that I cannot get to you, yes?”
It enthusiastically made its equivalent of a nod once again. Satisfied, Penelope set them down and turned to her security console. She readjusted its height to suit her and pulled up the corridor cameras and the cargo bay camera. What the little alien had said was true. The corridors were clear. There were three individuals with laser rifles and four more frames in the cargo bay. They’d gathered the crew back by the large bay door and were looking over the cargo.
“Ton’et, stay here and keep an eye on this one…,” she evaluated the situation, “and come over here. I think I have an idea you’ll like.
“Of course Ma’am.”
After explaining her little plan Penelope left Ton’et with the alien who, true to their word, made absolutely no movements save a little shaking. She made her way down the other corridor from the one they’d come through and overrode the locking mechanism on its airlock, ensuring no one would be joining the party… or leaving too early. Next, she went not to the door that led to the cargo bay but the engine room and its many maintenance tunnels.
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Gareth had just met up with Deag and had begun to explain the situation when the pirate ship sent a warning signal and began boarding them. Docked as they were, there wasn’t much to be done to stop the vessel. They were quickly corralled together with the rest of the crew at the back of the cargo bay.
“Now I’m not sure if this is your first time but we’re not barbarians. Well take what we want, and you’ll be on your way. No harm done. Simple as that.” The leader explained to them. He was a sort of bright yellow and red insectoid, though it was hard to tell under the habsuit. He was just a hair taller than Gareth and sported bug-like wings from his back that the suit accounted for.
Gareth wanted nothing more than to yell, “I told you so!” but he would never admonish the captain in front of the crew. Besides, he had more pressing matters to think about. Like how to handle the fact that Penelope was currently on board the derelict ship seemingly with no idea they’d been boarded by pirates. He wasn’t sure what to do and couldn’t exactly discuss it with the captain lest their captors hear them. The captain was no doubt in the same position as he looked to Gareth. Unfortunately, neither of them were telepathic.
He could attempt to scare the pirates by telling them about Penelope but then they might be able to disengage the airlock and trap her and Ton’et on the other ship. That would not do at all, and they’d probably think he was just bluffing until they sliced the ships’ computers and saw proof of her identity. That said he was fairly sure that none of these pirates were fond of violence. Most just used the threat of it to get valuables and leave. It was mostly a calm affair compared to what he knew of ancient human piracy. He decided the best thing to do was just talk but not mention Penelope. He was good at talking and a better sense of these pirates would serve well.
“So, what happened exactly. I’m curious. We found three wearing similar habsuits to yours on that ship.”
“A question for a question. I answer that one and then ask one of my own. Fair?” the leader’s wings buzzed.
Gareth looked to Deag who just nodded, “Fine.”
“We found that ship not long before you, knew it was just us in the system so we checked it out. Sent the three over and then… nothing. Dead coms, life signs gone. Weren’t about to just give up on it and it presented us with an opportunity. We wait for another to check it out and either they go the same way as ours did in there and we loot their ship, or they figure out whatever happened for us and we take everything.”
“Ahh, so a trap. Just not one set by you.”
“I suppose. But now my question. You are alive so you managed to survive whatever was on the ship. What was it? What killed my people?”
Before he could respond, though, a familiar voice came over the ship’s intercom.
Ton’et!?
“Hello pirates. This is… um well I suppose my name doesn’t really matter… well I’m here to give you a threat? Message? Kind of a request too to be honest. All three, yes… Anyway. Put down your weapons and surrender to the captain. That would be Captain Deag… The Corvul… oh gosh I’m really no good at this. Uhm, just surrender or else you’ll regret it cause our security officer Penelope is going to… do something that I’m of course not going to reveal to you. But its… bad, so you should really surrender. Ton’et out.” The intercom cut out abruptly.
“…What?” The pirate leader looked more confused than anything.
“They’re a scientist, not an orator. But you really should consider surrender because if Ton’et is on the bridge then Penelope must already be on her way here. You see what we found was an anti-personnel turret. A human weapons platform. We were able to deactivate it thanks to our new security officer. A human who, if I had to guess, is about to burst through one of those doors.”
The pirate leader wheeled around and aimed his rifle at one of the doors.
“Cover the doors!” he yelled.
The other two aliens and the four frames took aim at the two points of entry. The high pitched whine of charging laser weapons sounded from all of them.
“Keep aim. We know where its coming from and no personal shield could hold up under all our fire.”
They held but nothing happened. Gareth broke the silence.
“You know captain. There’s another human phrase I think you’d like. I think even a human would call you bat shit crazy sometimes. You know you really should look up some of those terms. Having Penelope hanging around.”
“I suppose I should?” Deag responded with a quizzical look.
“Silence you two!” the pirate said without averting his gaze from the doors.
“You really aught to LOOK them UP captain…” he repeated emphasizing the two words.
The captain suddenly understood what Gareth was trying to tell him and, as covertly as possible, glanced up to the ceiling of the cargo bay. Immediately his eyes shot back down as he witnessed perhaps the most terrifying sight of his life.
Even in the greys of his vision he could see, hanging from the crane attached to the tall ceiling of the cargo bay, their security officer. Penelope had apparently accessed one of the maintenance tunnels that Thwilll most often used and followed it to a hatch that let out in the ceiling. She had then, silently, swung her way across the support structure to the crane system that was used to move especially heavy cargo. Now, she hung from it with one arm as she gazed down at the unsuspecting pirates. All of whom were still solely focused on the doors.
“So that’s a no to the surrender?” Deag asked.
“Silence!” the bug yelled.
The final part of Penelope’s plan became apparent when everyone in the cargo bay was suddenly forced down into the floor. The bay’s gravity had just been jacked up to its maximum.
“AGH!” one of the pirates yelled as they were completely pinned to the ground.
A similar sound came from many as they all struggled against the force. The leader and the other alien managed to stay vertical but were clearly struggling to move. Even the frames struggled somewhat, clearly not built by a species that worked under such gravity.
Deag looked up with disbelief to see Penelope seemingly unaffected, still holding on to the crane with a single hand. She evaluated the situation for only a moment before simply letting go. Her massive form careened downward, taken quickly by gravity.
SLAM!
The resounding sound came as she landed on the floor. Her legs bent as they absorbed the impact. Rising to her full height she moved with incredible speed. Her hands shot out and grasped the two frames she’d landed between. With a twist of her torso and extension of her arms, she threw them into opposite walls. Still working off the shock, Penelope managed to surge forward and crush another frame under her foot. Its shell shattered as she put her full weight atop it.
Finally, the shock seemed to wear off and the pirates began to react. They moved sluggishly, though, their rifles more than doubling in weight. The leader attempted to take flight, but his wings did little more than buzz incessantly, not even lifting him from the ground. Penelope, however, moved with ease. Gareth could almost see relief in her eyes as she enjoyed the time under earth-like gravity. She dispatched the final frame without much of a show, simply reaching down and crushing its cylindrical head in her hand.
The leader gave up trying to take flight and the only other pirate not pinned to the ground managed to levy their rifle at Penelope who made no attempt to avoid it or take cover. The hot beam shot out and struck her center mass. Elation and then terror came over them as they celebrated striking the human only to see the sustained beam was having little effect. Penelope held its gaze as she calmly waltzed forward, ripped the rifle from the aliens’ hand, and snapped it in half over her knee. Tossing the two pieces to the ground she just palmed the alien’s face and sent them to join their broken toy.
With that she turned to the leader to see something that changed her demeanor entirely. The leader had aimed his rifle, but not at her. Instead, the emitter was pointed at Captain Deag. A storm came over her face.
“Stop, or he dies…” the leader warned.
“Now, now. We were playing by a certain set of rules, and I was happy to do so. You left them out of it, and I didn’t kill any of you. That was fine by me. But you’re about to change those rules,” her hand slowly lowered to the pistol that had remained unused at her side, “and I will play by them.”
“You’d risk his life to take mine?” the bug asked.
“Nope. Charge time on those rifles seems to be just over a second. That plus your piss poor reaction time and I’m fairly certain I could get off two, maybe three, shots before you fire. That’s one to disarm you, one to put you down, and one more just to be sure.”
The bug found only cold certainty in Penelope’s eyes as he tried to discern whether she was lying or not. He struggled to keep the weapon steady.
The rest of the bay was silent.
“You’re bluffing.” He said but wilted under her intense gaze.
“The question isn’t whether or not I’m bluffing. The real question is whether or not you’re willing to bet your life on that gamble. I wouldn’t.”
He felt so small under her gaze. His instincts screamed at him that this was no creature to trifle with. Those eyes burned into him and yet he felt nothing but a freezing sensation in his gut.
Don’t do it.
The rifle dropped to the ground with a thud.
Good choice.
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So, first of all, I really enjoyed most of Waybound, having finished it. The epilogue was pretty satisfying -- especially the bits with Mercy, Ziel and Yerin, and their respective approaches to their new jobs. The fights were pretty solid overall. In general, I feel like this was one of Mercy's best books, and that's good news, because I love Mercy. I liked the transformation of the Dreadgods into something more human and yet more grotesque, and I liked the prose, which was another reason I read the series.
There were criticisms I could see being levied at the book that don't really apply to me. The characters advanced extremely fast compared to the rest of the series, but the speed of progression was never as important to me as seeing its effects, seeing the characters face new challenges and view old ones from a new perspective, and Waybound did a good job of that -- great, even, in places.
But it had a low point that I feel was lower than any other book outside of maybe Unsouled or Bloodline, and I felt the need to make a post explaining what that point is and why I feel it's so low.
This is a Waybound spoilers thread, so here's the scene I'm talking about: when Ozriel dies, and only Suriel and Makiel together can bring him back. Not only does Makiel do this, he's willing to sacrifice his own life to do it.
Makiel and Ozriel have been at each other's throats for so long that the two pages of them fighting together didn't do enough for me to buy this. Their conflict spanned books. I don't think it was satisfactorily resolved in a handful of pages, when that resolution decided whether Ozriel, a character whose presence defines the series, lives or dies. I can turn it around in my head again and again, but it just doesn't work for me. I'm going to try to explain why.
If you look at Cradle as wrestling, there's a metaphor I can use here. And in many ways, it is similar. It's about seeing two or more people square up, having them pitted against each other not only in a physical sense but also a narrative sense -- willpower is a literal weapon in the universe, after all. And the success of a wrestling match comes from its leadup: long-standing rivalries sell better than new blood.
This felt like Makiel put his shoulders to the mat for Ozriel when he could have easily, easily gotten what he wanted.
Now, thinking about it myself and browsing Reddit, I've thought of a few things that act as a balm for this. I might never love the reigning champion handing his title and his life over to the beloved face that's been given less than his immense due, but I do want to see the narrative logic behind it. There's only a few things I can think of and agree with, and they don't entirely satisfy me.
One is the idea that Makiel always had a shred of goodness in him all along. Sure, that's true. So did Malice, and Malice went done with her ship. Makiel has shown fewer sympathetic traits than Malice ever did. Malice, at least, had her family. Makiel shows a commitment to the greater good that isn't unique among the Abidan, and is in fact arguably weaker than all of the other Judges. You can't argue that he makes tough choices; even the Phoenix does that. You can't argue that he makes personal sacrifices, as I'll get into shortly.
Second is the idea that Makiel is too proud to allow Ozriel to sacrifice himself as he stands idly by. I can agree with that -- but the problem is that we've never been given any indication that his pride comes before even the possibility of success, let alone his life. We've been given that with many characters, multiple times in Waybound in fact. Shen is the most obvious example, and he gets a deliciously ironic end as he's trapped, dying, with the enslaved ghost of the man he killed, powerless and barely himself.
If we'd seen Makiel make even a small (on the Abidan scale) sacrifice to maintain his pride, even once before, I think that'd help. But I can't think of one. If he was so proud he'd rather let Ozriel take his existence and his influence than be shown up by him once, we should've seen him do something similar, smaller, before.
As it is, he must have been shown up by Ozriel dozens of times throughout history. Everything about Ozriel and about Makiel tells us that.
Third is the idea that Suriel's gesture, giving him the Scythe, touched him, reminded him of who he meant to be, just as Lindon did to Northstrider with his echo.
I'm not at all unhappy that Makiel evaded judgment. That is something I would expect from him. In fact, I'd been led to expect it more than a book ago. But this? This, I don't think I could have expected coming into Waybound at all. And by the time the story tried to ease me into the idea, Ozriel was only pages away from being killed, and then saved by his rival.
What gives me trouble digesting this book is that Makiel evaded judgment by sacrificing something I simply didn't expect him to sacrifice, and that for Ozriel, when he had, on a silver platter, the opportunity to follow his established plan and go home with Suriel to rule forever. It mirrors bits and pieces of other narratives in the book -- Northstrider's resigned ascension, Mercy's appeal to her mother -- but despite its more cosmic scale, it feels like their shadow, not the opposite.
I'm glad the main cast got such a bright ending, but Eithan's, in particular, has a bad aftertaste to me.

So we got books to read to try and help get into eachothers mind more, I need him to understand what I'm feeling and thinking and I can't seem to put it into words. I got myself the book "the betrayal bind" which OMG to anyone who has been cheated on, you guys HAVE to read this. I'm only 40 pages in and this book has described exactly what I feel to a T and has already made me feel less crazy for feeling how I do 2 years after the incidents happened. But anyways I read a couple reviews on the book "After a Good Man Cheats" so that's the book I got for him to read. We were reading last night and i glanced at the book I got for him afterwards and was like hmm I wonder if this book is going to actually describe how I feel so he truly understands the pain it has caused like the book I'm reading does. So I looked at more reviews and found something I really don't like. I guess in the book the author says to delete all evidence of things that happened that the wife doesn't know yet and to never bring it up again. Which is the absolute opposite of what I need. I don't like at all that she just says to leave the wife in the dark. That heals nothing. And my biggest reason for not getting over this is because of the little trickle down affect things that have come out over the past 2 years. My biggest worry is there is more I don't know. And if there is I NEED to know everything and decide from there if I want to work it out. The feeling of wondering if I am going to find out more in the future is what is holding me back so much lately. I wanted it to show him that we will never get over it if it's not all laid out on the table no matter how bad it could possibly be. I want it all out and to be worked on and not have this wonder of what else happened. So now I'm kinda in a panic mode that this book is going to actually be what ends us. I may be being dramatic but I just was so looking forward to being able to let all our feelings out and to be done with the snooping and all that, I'm sure a lot of you know what I mean. But I just was wondering if theres anybody here who have read the book and has success stories? Do you think it would be a bad idea to tell him he shouldn't read it? I also liked that it seemed to be geared toward men so it would be interesting at least but I don't want it to make me now feel like he isn't telling me things because this damn therapy book said not to. Opinions? Any body has any experience with this book?

I'm a Gossamer Gorilla 50 owner considering getting a Durston Kakwa 40. If anyone has experience with both packs, I'd love to hear about it. I like the Gorilla a lot (I've owned both a 40 and a 50), and I've never once regretted not buying a bigger pack, like the Mariposa.
Reasons why I'm considering the Kakwa:

• Waterproof fabric (I live in PNW)
• Load lifters and better weight carry in general. I have plans for desert hikes, with long, 5+ liter water carries, and I've found that the Gorilla maxes out between 25-30 lbs.

Reasons I'm hesitant:

• Gorilla mesh front pocket is great, and I'm afraid I'll miss it. It handles tons of random stuff no problem. I've read that the Kakwa pocket is pretty tight.
• Bear canister carry. I have a Bearikade Weekender, which fits well inside my Gorilla or else tucked under the top closure straps. I don't know if the tapered shape of the Kakwa will handle it as well inside. And I'm worried how secure the Y strap is for strapping it to the top (better than the Gorilla? worse?) Or maybe I should consider the Kakwa 55 for this purpose?
• No loop to hook on a hydration bladder. I like the bladder to hang down vertically against my back for best weight distribution. I suppose I could also sew on a loop, if that's feasible.

Any wisdom here would be much appreciated!

Two weeks ago, an ear infection caused my eardrum to burst. I briefly tried to use the CPAP that first night and it was an awful experience — I could feel the pressure pushing air all the way through the perforation, making all manner of bizarre squelching and static noises. It was truly one of the most uncomfortable and painful experiences of my life.
Given what happened, the ENT cautioned that I hold off on CPAP use for a while, until the eardrum has healed enough to prevent air from escaping again.
As of last checkup, I still have a small pinhole perforation and a lot of discharge, so it seems like a bad idea to resume. But I’m struggling — being without the CPAP for so long has definitely left me feeling tired again. I have diagnosed severe apnea so am very eager to resume.
I’m curious if others have had this issue & how long you had to wait to pick back up again. I’m supposed to see the ENT next week, so am hoping she gives the go-ahead then.

(me: 26 nonbinary, them: 24f, talking+ since february)
first off, I wanna apologize to all of you who are dating geminis. we're.. not easy. lol. we are fun though.
this is a bit of a long read but I'd really love advice and thoughts. as much of it as I can get. it'll help me decide what I want to do.
so I'm having an issue deciding what to do regarding a situationship I'm in. (I call it that cause we're not together but we hang out n kiss n talk and stuff) she is really cool and extremely sweet and is basically everything that I need in order to heal from past relationship trauma. from giving me regular attention to giving me space to willingness to move slowly and openness to polyamory, she's truly fantastic.
but.
i.. there's something about her that I am having trouble getting past. idk if it's something with her physical appearance, just the connection isn't right, or if it isn't something about her and it's just me and my messy brain.
it could be physical appearance. I don't think it's only that but it could be. they're not someone I'd normally drool over but I have a habit of building relationships with people that I don't like something about their appearance and eventually I love that about them. didn't like curly hair, obsessed with it now(turns out I now have curly hair too lol). didn't like septum piercings. one of my favorites now. etc. basically physical appearance isn't everything to me but it will get me excited real quick.
the connection could be it but idk? I have fun with her. she makes me feel good about myself. we vibe. but her connection can sometimes feel overwhelming? like a group hug when you start to feel claustrophobic. and I don't feel the spark to become obsessed. idk if that's cause I've snuffed it out. I definitely like her as a friend. she's great at kissing and other stuff that we've done but I feel like I'm on autopilot during it more than an actual desire to be doing said things. also it should be noted that I'd probably sleep with any of my friends if they wanted to but I won't make that move or tell them cause boundaries(im a huge lover and enjoy making people feel good so.. yeah).
the most likely reason though, is that it's got to do with my messy brain. I've been through many emotionally abusive relationships stemming from childhood. insert it was a gift from my mother tiktok audio every time I get attached to someone it seems that they leave or just plain use me. I've spent a LOT of time alone reflecting and working through trauma to get to the point where I could feel comfortable exploring relationships again but only some relationship trauma can be healed via a good one I've learned. so maybe some part of my subconscious is trying to protect me? a part of me always holds adoration for all of my exes. I've learned to accept it. and it's never gotten in the way of me being a good partner before. I just love deeply. and I'm also currently focused on myself and building the life of my dreams. I'm transitioning mtf and going back to college in the fall and have a big life plan that I'm excited about. so there's a lot on my mind at all times. and I AM scared. of becoming obsessed and trampling all I've been working on just to make someone else happy. I don't want to do that. I want to give of a cup that's overflowing and full. not pour into someone from a leaking cup.i used to be obsessive about my partner and just want to give give give but I wouldn't get much in return and it was draining. I do like the feeling of "this is the one" though. even though at this point I've given up the search for "the one" and focus more on needs and care and just what life gives me. I do want to eventually be with someone who I CAN obsess over cause they're obsessed with me cause that feeling lights a fire in me and I become so energized and them being obsessed in turn keeps us both motivated and we become a force to be reckoned with. also, I'm unsure if what I've felt before was attraction in the form of "I want you", "I want to be you", or both.
however you slice it, the emotions I'm feeling about this person aren't as intense as I'd expect them to be and I feel guilty cause it seems that they're willing to bend over backwards for me out of care and adoration. it could change though so I'm leaning into "I need to move slow" cause I honestly do, and she's been a blessing to my currently rapidly changing self. it's to the point where she makes an effort to spend time with me and I have to ponder whether I want to or not cause idk if I'm being fair to her.
I do show affection and maintain communication and am open about things I'm feeling about life and such and overall I'm mainly treating this as a connected friendship with some light varied intimacy. I don't just do the bare minimum. tbh I might even be more attentive in this state than other partners in their "caring" state.
and to answer the question: "what if you lost her?" I'd be sad. I'd be lonely. I'd miss her. but I've lost SO MUCH in my life that it wouldn't phase me much. I've learned to love and respect and when someone's gone, they didn't feel like I was worth the time anymore and I don't care to put effort into those kinds of people. it's better spent elsewhere.
so I've thought a lot about it. this is new ish. we only started talking in February. but usually I'm obsessed with them by now and can't get enough of them. sometimes I lean into "I should ask to just be friends" but then I'm like "but we're currently basically that and I wouldn't want anything to change really". other times I lean into "I should just give it a shot and put more energy into them" but then I think "I don't want to ruin a friendship and idk if I even have the energy to maintain something like that if I don't become low-key obsessed with them".
should I give it more time? I'm leaning that direction. she doesn't seem upset with my current behavior. should I just friendzone it all? the benefit of that would be not feeling guilty anymore. should I just jump into deep waters and hope I can swim? it could be amazing and summer could foster a truly deep connection with her. should I do something else? maybe I'm not seeing another route available to me that would be better.
I just wanna feel like I'm doing the right thing and stop feeling guilty. I don't like feeling like I'm "stringing her along". every person I date at this point is an option to me cause I'm all I need. it doesn't mean I don't care. at what level I connect though depends on how I feel romantically.
tldr: I'm not obsessed with this person I'm seeing even though they're great for me. idk if it's an issue with me or my attraction to them. idk if I want to be obsessed. do I give it time?

i absolutely adore Tears of the Kingdom. it’s definitely one of the best LoZ games i’ve played. however, i just don’t love it as much as BotW.
personally, i found the storyline in Breath of the Wild much more ‘cleaner’ and easier to follow. from the start of the game until the end, i understood the plot and Link’s goal. there were very little moments were i was actually confused or didn’t know what was going on. i’m currently a bit more than halfway through Tears of the Kingdom, and is it just me, or is the storyline/plot incredibly confusing? 😅 i find that it’s very easy to get lost in the plot. even the memories—in BotW, the memories were very easy for me to watch and understand. i found each of the memories in a random order, and yet i was able to perfectly understand which memory happened first, last, etc. in TotK, i found the memories kind of confusing, even when researching them i didn’t really understand. it was also hard to determine what came first without looking at the list.
what i do think is better in TotK is the gameplay, the map, and the way you have more opportunities to explore. i also think it has more of an open world feel.
however, back to BotW, i just looove the storyline and plot sooooo much more. IN MY OPINION, it has one of the best plot/storyline of any Zelda game ever. i love the way it focuses on isolation, and just the over feel of the game is different to TotK. Tears of the Kingdom is more bright and lively, whereas Breath of the Wild is more lonely and gloomy. even when i compare Hyrule castle + the map in BotW to ToTk, BotW kinda gives off a sense of impending doom, like “something really bad has happened and if i don’t fix it now everyone’s gonna die” while TotK is just like “something bad happened, but imma fix it real quick.” i feel like BotW people are all depressed and have accepted their fate, while TotK people are more relaxed and don’t seem to care as much (though it’s most likely because they lived through the Calamity, so they kinda know what to expect during the Upheaval).
ALSOOO THE CHAMPIONS, DIVINE BEASTS, SHEIKAH SLATE, TOWERS, SHRINES, KASS, CHAMPION ABILITIES, ETC IN BOTW! i was so bummed when I found out that the champions and divine beasts weren’t in TotK. although i like the characters in TotK, i just don’t love them as much as the champions from BotW. i was really hoping we would get to see them again.
i said a bunch of nothing so all in all i really do love TotK a lot but i just don’t love it as much as BotW. they are both absolutely amazing but i feel like Breath of the Wild just has something that Tears of the Kingdom doesn’t. it honestly may just be the fact that BotW is the first open world Zelda game i’ve played so it’s kind of special to me. it’s the only Zelda game that i’ve been able to play for hours on end (OoT, MM, SS, TP made me rage quit one too many times, whereas games like WW, LA, ST, & PH kind of bored me, they are great games, but it took me forever to finish them because i just lost interest halfway through. the other LoZ games were just eh to me, i played them, finished some of them, and didn’t think about them again). but BotW made me actually interested, i was so invested in the game and i finished it a few days after i got it because i didn’t want to put the controller down. BASICALLY I JUST THINK BOTW IS BETTER THAN TOTK AND I THINK ITS THE BEST LOZ GAME TOTK IS GOOD BUT NOT AS GOOD AS BREATH OF THE WILD

I had this friend for about 15 years and it’s recently ended tbh I don’t know why it ended she kept telling me that I wasn’t a good friend and the way I spoke to her doesn’t constitute as being a good friend we are both females with a 4 year age difference she is older and I am younger. For reference I’m 26 and she is 30, tbh I knew she was trying to get rid of me, I’m the type of person that if I’m single I date a lot and get to know people, I’m somewhat shy meeting new people but I fake it and act very extrovert, she is the complete opposite and likes to remind me how she’s only been with a certain # of people in her life, ever since I can remember we always use to hang out and talk all the time, we did almost everything together and we agreed to be each others maid of honors, she is getting married this year and it’s clear I’m not going to be in the wedding let alone be invited, it all started when she started to see her now fiancé. she started to act distant she would constantly judge me and criticize my dating life style. The last time I saw her I told her I wasn’t looking for anything serious and I am dating a few people but nothing was serious, she always asks me “how dating” or “how is so and so” and if I tell her she is quick to be like well what do you expect? You only date f*k boys. It kind of got annoying because I wouldn’t even bring up my dating I would mostly talk about what I’m doing with my life but she would ask and I would just answer & quick she would be like look at all these men you date they suck. She met her fiancé after being on a dating app for a few months and decided to marry the first man that offered her a ring. Good for her if that’s what she wanted I never judged her for that I just said she should get to know more people and see what else is out there, and not just jump to the first man to throw a ring at her. And she’s quick to be like look at the men you date, alot of the times the men I date turn out to be “crazy” it’s not that they’re crazy but it just doesn’t work out and I do end up getting hurt. I don’t regret any of my dates I learn alot and I’ve grown from it. A year ago I texted her to meet up since I haven’t seen her, she was hesitant at first but she agreed once again she asked me about my dating and it was the same story about the type of men I date blah blah blah. I just let it slide we shop alittle and head to Barnes and nobles, I was trying to buy a book and we started to talk about this book call “never let me go” by Kazuo Ishiguro tbh I saw the movie I did not like it thought it was mid and the book didn’t convince me, apparently she let me borrow this book like 10 years ago and I don’t remember, I told her how I was glad to throw out the book and she got offended I thought it was weird that she got offended but I didn’t think much of it. The next day she sends me a long message saying how I’m a bad friend and that she is done with me and tbh I was so thrown off guard that I responded in not such a nice way, I didn’t think she really didn’t want to be my friend but come today I saw her riding her bike by my house since we live close and I missed her and wanted to text her to make amends but she told no and wished me luck. Tbh I hate this feeling I hate it so much because if you guys knew everything I have done for her, it’s so unfair that she is the one to end it! I wanted to be the one to ended you know why? Because she really is a bad friend, I lost my virginity at 20 to a man I was friends with, he caught feelings but I didn’t feel the same, he decided to turn to her and the started a relationship. She never told me. they ended staying together for over a year. she never told me, she told me months later after them being together, and even tho I didn’t have feelings for him that was still not okay, I got roped and I have proof of it, I told her the story, I told her I went out to a bar with friends and I was wearing a knee length dress with a over sized men’s cardigan no makeup and Walmart sneakers I looked like complete trash and yet this man still added a substance to my drink and took advantage of me and it was worst when I told her the story and all she said to me was “what do you expect you put yourself in that situation” I forgave and I didn’t call her out I get it I should’ve cut this friendship a long time ago but we had so much history I just thought it was normal and this is how people fight and make up. I saw her today and decided to text her to make amends and tbh her response just hurts and it suck that I let her get away with so much when all I want to do is yell at her and throw it in her face everything she done and I know this sounds bad but I hope her marriage fails I hate this feeling and I hate everything I put up with
Edit- I have all the text if anyone is interested in seeing the text message when she first ended our friendship

Hi everyone,
So, I’m looking for a camera I can take with me on travel, trips or events (golf outings, friends get togethers, church summer camps, etc). In all honesty, looking for a small, compact, beater camera of quality.
I have an X-T5 along with a 23mm, 35mm & 56mm but though the X-T5 is a small package, I don’t want to take it with me all the time and worry about it.
I’m between the X100F or the X-E3. If I go the X-E3 route, I will buy the 18mm f2 lens and that’s the only one that would literally live on the camera.. I don’t want to bring ANY other lenses.
Anyone who has used an X100F or X-E3, what are your thoughts? Do you like the X100Fs 23mm compactness? Have any X-E3 users paired it with an 18mm f2?
Thanks in advance! Cheers!