Death Note dating

Finished watching with wife. Both loved the first half, but the second half... (Spoilers. Also I don't sugarcoat stuff, just my talking style. Smthn, smthn cultural difference :p)

2020.11.30 14:12 rvd1ofakind Finished watching with wife. Both loved the first half, but the second half... (Spoilers. Also I don't sugarcoat stuff, just my talking style. Smthn, smthn cultural difference :p)

PERSONAL OPINION ALERT. If you like something I didn't, that doesn't make you stupid :D
First off, character morality is irrelevant to me. Thus, I prefer villains to heroes in most stories because where the villain has an interesting backstory and motives, the hero usually just coasts on "I'm the good guy. Like me.".
Secondly, I really don't like when a character doesn't do something that's blindingly obvious (especially when that goes against what he has been doing the whole time).
For me characters in DN go like this: Light >= L >>>>> others. So I like Light more but that's because of my bias. I think L is an equally well written character.
Now that that's out of the way, I think the anime was nearly perfect until ep 25. The whole episode felt off to me. It was pretty obvious L was gonna die. However the feet stuff was really weird (I get the symbolism but still) and the death was really underwhelming. All that mental combat between L and Light, only for a very boring Rem to finish it randomly. I understand it was to protect Misa, but the whole episode felt abrupt and random.
Futher on, Near and Mello were awful characters (note: I HATE most kid characters):
I visibly cringed every time I saw Mello bite the (almost) always new chocolate bar. I couldn't take anything he did seriously. Every scene was like "oh god, what is this cringelord gonna do now... Lemme guess: *chomp*"
Near was literally L but a lot worse in every way. Where L's deductions felt realistic and very smart, Near's felt as if he pulled them out of his ass or just stated the obvious. Where L despite how smart he was, was never sure of anything, Near just goes 100% on a blind guess.
These 2 characters ruined the 2nd part of Death Note for me. It felt like a 5yr old took the script and went: "omg, let's add a very cool character (hence the 5yr old part) like Mello and uh... I can't think of anything else, add L again but move by 2 letters in the alphabet so it's different". Like how bad do you have to be to make the exact same type of character after the first one's death to be the main adversary.
The policemen also changed for the worse. The new art style/lack of budget takes a chunk of the blame for this, they all started looking the same to me. I didn't even notice how the 1 irrelevant cop guy even appeared on the show. Before they all didn't really care about L blaming Light. But now suddenly they were all suspicious despite the very good plan by Light, of making his dad see him as a non-DN user. That whole event with his dad was treated as pretty much totally irrelevant when determining whether to trust Light or not. Finally, Matsuda acted out of character at 37 IMO. More on that later.
The Shinigami pretty much vanished from relevancy. The new duder was the most irrelevant thing ever to happen.
There were some good parts in the 2nd half: Teru Mikami was a great character with a cool backstory, cops shooting Mello's friend was pretty shocking, Light's plan at ep 36 was pretty cool... however ep 37 was pretty much the worst possible episode:
So it starts with probably the most boring twist ever:
"I made a false page on exactly that date." (interesting)
"I knew about that and had Mikami study it with a microscope *flashback to Mikami's phone call*" (very cool)
"I knew that you knew!" (... really... Regardless of all the logical inconsistencies that were brought up hundreds of times here... this just felt flat and boring)
The biggest problem with the episode is that a character(Near), that's clearly an inferior character to L AND is a complete (and bad) copy of him AND that you only see for less than an 8th of the time you see L - defeats the main character of the franchise. Ugh.
People say Matsuda shooting at Light was a good moment... honestly I thought that moment was terrible. He was the one who always has doubts about his job. Now if Matsuda started shooting everyone else because he joined Light, THAT would've been a cool moment and it would align with his character way more.
However. I had no problems with Light acting how he did (his speach and him going crazy). That was fitting, IMO. However it was painfully obvious they ran out of money by the end. The running/flailing for what felt like at least a minute was the biggest slap in the face moment. It was surreal. I thought I was watching a bad fanfic where I get gnomed at the end (look up "you've been gnomed" if you don't understand).
Finally Light's death scene was awful. Compare this https://youtu.be/U5Gbuouksx0?t=156 to this https://youtu.be/Y5ZOQ4s6akY?t=86 (JJBA part 1 spoilers). JJBA director was like "ok, this shot has to be really good". DN director: "Yeah, this'll do": https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/421269529302269954/782664614864486440/unknown.png
My wife HATED the ending (as did I). Again. Up to ep 25 we both thought it was amainzg. Ep 24 was one of the best episodes I've ever seen. The music fit perfectly (I'm a big music guy).
How I would've changed it without going into details -
  1. Make EP 24 - EP 25 feel more connected.
  2. Make Light be the one to kill L. (L can still act weird, that was fine if he knew this was his last day - the day he and his only friend die and L wins)
  3. Make that be L's trap.
  4. Make Light's dad be the one to capture Light due to L's trap
  5. Make Light go on the same tirade and have Light's dad say Near's lines.
There. Perfect anime. IMO ofc :p
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2020.11.30 14:01 Xenos_Scum $2,500 CAD Gaming PC - Please help

What will you be doing with this PC? Be as specific as possible, and include specific games or programs you will be using.
Gaming on the latest gen games at hopefully high and stable FPS. Escape from Tarkov, Battlefield 5, Squad, Dota 2, Vermintide 2, Darktide, CyberPunk 2077, Star Wars Squadrons.
What is your maximum budget before rebates/shipping/taxes?
$2,500 CAD - Given I'm looking to potentially keep my RAM and Graphics card and don't need peripherals it would be great if we could do better than this.
When do you plan on building/buying the PC? Note: beyond a week or two from today means any build you receive will be out of date when you want to buy.
ASAP
What, exactly, do you need included in the budget? (ToweOS/monitokeyboard/mouse/etc)
Everything except the graphics card and peripherals. I also have 4 sticks of 8GB ram but would be willing to buy new RAM if the optimal set up called for it.
Which country (and state/province) will you be purchasing the parts in? If you're in US, do you have access to a Microcenter location?
Canada
If reusing any parts (including monitor(s)/keyboard/mouse/etc), what parts will you be reusing? Brands and models are appreciated.
ASUS-DUAL-GTX1070-8G ASUS MG248Q Gaming Monitor -24" FHD (1920x1080),1ms, up to 144Hz Thermaltake Technoloy eSports Poseidon Z Blue Switch Illuminated Keyboard (Kb-PIZ-KLBLUS-01) Razer DeathAdder V2 Pro
Will you be overclocking? If yes, are you interested in overclocking right away, or down the line? CPU and/or GPU?
I'm really not that hardcore I can't think of a scenario where I'd want to overclock for a little extra performance.
Are there any specific features or items you want/need in the build? (ex: SSD, large amount of storage or a RAID setup, CUDA or OpenCL support, etc)
Definitely like the idea of a lot of SSD space if possible within the budget. Is a mechanical hard drive necessary? At some point I would also love to potentially use VR for games like StarWars Squadrons.
Do you have any specific case preferences (Size like ITX/microATX/mid-towefull-tower, styles, colors, window or not, LED lighting, etc), or a particular color theme preference for the components?
Nothing flashy. The less attention it draws the better. Something sturdy and roomy. Especially considering the GTX 1070 listed above takes up a bunch of space!
Do you need a copy of Windows included in the budget? If you do need one included, do you have a preference?
Yes I need windows.
Extra info or particulars:
My old build really seemed to be bottle necked at the CPU level. I would really like to prioritize frame stability and longevity with high performance with this build. It would be great if the systems was easily upgradeable to 4K in a few years.
If you think I need a new graphics card please let me know. This 1070 I have though still seems to be worth a decent amount online so would be great to potentially work with it a few more years.
Thank you to anyone who takes their time to help me out!
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2020.11.30 13:48 TELMxWILSON Huuuuge week for Drum & Bass! We gathered over 110 new releases for your listening pleasure this week. Enjoy the music :) [+weekly updated Spotify playlist] New Music Monday! (Week 48)

 
Weekly updated Spotify Playlist H2L: New Drum & Bass
Retroactive Spotify Playlist (1-4week old tracks) **H2L: Retroactive New DnB
Soundcloud Playlist H2L: New Drum & Bass Soundcloud
Youtube Playlist H2L: New Drum & Bass Youtube
Last Week's list http://reddit.com/jzgofl
 

Picks Of The Week (by u/lefuniname)

1. Sound In Noise - Shapes LP [RAM Records]

Recommended if you like: Smooth, North Base, Mind Vortex
Let's start with one of the most underrated Dancefloor producers and especially DJs around: Sound In Noise.
Even though the Estonian DnB legend only started releasing as Sound In Noise around 2016, he is not a new name to the scene at all. Releases under his previous alias S.I.N date way back to 2002, his first one being an entry in the Spy Technologies compilation on the british label DSCI4. Around 2004 he and his friend Eero Mander also started the biggest DnB event series Estonia had seen during its runtime of 15 years: Sin City in Tartu. With appearances by London Elektricity, Loadstar, Lenzman and a ton of other artists that don't start with L, it wouldn't be exaggerated to say they hosted the whole European DnB scene over the years. In 2016 he rebranded himself as Sound In Noise with his first splash being his banger of a remix for TC's Have You. Very shortly after this first release he gained the attention of Andy C's RAM Records. One release on their RAM Annual 2017 compilation later and he was signed exclusively on the legendary label.
Three years later and Sound In Noise released the first of three album snippet EPs of his debut album Shapes. With each of these three to four track preview EPs the Estonian producer showed us again and again just how diverse his sound is. That's actually also what the Shapes name alludes to: the different styles and shapes that drum and bass can take and that SIN likes to play, namely Dancefloor, Neuro and Jungle.
Since most of the tracks of this massive 15-track LP were already released months ago, I will mostly focus on the newly added ones, except for one.
The first track I want to talk about is the titular Shapes, a collaboration with the Estonian vocalist Marie Vaigla. Her vocals don't just sound haunting, the lyrics actually contribute a lot to that sound too. They're based on a painting by the Estonian artist Anu Muiste called "The Change". You don't even have to look it up to see what it looks like, because that artwork is also the album cover! The artwork and thus also the lyrics' central theme are dark thoughts and times people are going through. Perfectly timed I suppose. Beside all that, it is also a great "dark" dancefloor banger of a track.
From the darker side we move on to the more hopeful shape dancefloor can take. In Nights Like These Sound In Noise shows us how well he can execute the uplifting style of DnB. The lyrics performed by Daniel Levi Viinaless, another Estonian vocalist, talk about escaping sad thoughts by remembering the better times. The better nights. Nights in which we can finally be ourselves. In normal circumstances I would praise the catchy melodies and production, but in these times its the lyrics that resonate with me the most. Man, what I would give for another Night Like These.
Okay okay, soppy time is over for now. Let's get to a straight-up banger: Touch is one of the many tunes on the album that would absolutely destroy a dancefloor. A simple melodic loop throughout most of the track that is broken up and repurposed in multiple different ways throughout gives the song a stable base around which it can cause mayhem without seeming all over the place. And oh, what a mayhem it is. So many elements of the drop take different shapes throughout that it never gets boring.
Getting to the last one for now. It's not a new one, but one I wish I could've talked about before, so I'll just do it now. I'm talkin about the wonderful Space Cadet. The combination of one of the catchiest, most uplifting melodies ever and Jon Hazel's, yet another Estonian vocalist, incredible vocals just cannot be beaten. I especially love the call-and-response between Jon's "Past the satellite" (etc.) and the drop's main melody. Gets me every time. This beautiful piece of music was honestly one of my favorite tracks of 2019 and it's probably still in my top 20 of all time.
But it's not just these four tracks. For your in-your-face dancefloor needs Sound In Noise provides you with a whole lot of options, namely Expert Killa, Magicman, Believe In Monsters, Yo, 13 and Give It All. If you are more about that fun uplifting sound there's Sugar Rush and Deep Inside, if you just want a whole lot of breaks and jungle influences you got Cowards, One By One and Duppy Bass.
All in all, a superb dancefloor album!
Other dancefloor things this week: - Millbrook, Eviya - Echoes (<3) - Toronto Is Broken, Sebotage - Gunfingers - Stonebank - Scared - Flowidus, Lee Mvtthews - Reason - Phibes - Got To See Her VIP (jump up but close enough)

2. Operate, Rizzle - Azure EP [Overview]

Recommended if you like: Alix Perez, Invadhertz, Visages
Overview does it again!
After countless of incredible releases in 2020, including but not limited to EPs from Klinical, GROUND, Waeys and Skylark, it is time for yet another banger of an EP on the UK-based independent deep drum and bass powerhouse. Seriously, Overview's quality levels have been so consistently high this year it's almost too obvious to include them here. But I'll still do it, I don't care.
This time they got the dynamic Bournemouthian duo Operate and Rizzle together for Overview's first group project EP in 2020: the Azure EP! Rizzle seems to be a big fan of blue because whenever Rizzle is involved, Overview lays off their tried-and-true moody artwork colour palette of Black, White and Purple and drizzles the EP covers with some sweet Blue shades. And now they even named their EP Azure! Groundbreaking, I know. You're getting some real hard-hitting journalistic work from me here.
The EP kicks off with the moody Think Of You. While the unique rolling drums and the room-filling bass work by themselves would already make for a great tune, the duo went one step further and worked a vocal from an old Celdweller tune ("Fadeaway" for the curious) into the mix that is just straight up lovely. There's just something about these processed vocals that producers in this subgenre use that I cannot get enough of. I'm sure the "Dejavu, Think Of You" will stay in my head for a looong time. Absolute vibe of a track.
Operate and Rizzle follow this up with Mindset featuring highly sought-after MC Rider Shafique. And yet again, he shows that this popularity is fully deserved. The instrumental is as deep and atmospheric as they come with some occassional stabs which when all combined make you feel like you are in a huge underground tunnel system. Or a cave. Doesn't matter what place exactly, as long as it is deep and dark. This is the exact vibe Rider Shafique's vocals were made for. Perfect choice of vocalist right there.
After that Operizzle takes us back to the processed vocal territory with Opposites. As mentioned above, I can't get enough of that sound so I was happy to see it coming back a second time here. Even though the vocal isn't quite as catchy as the Celdweller one, it is still vibey as hell. Compared to Think Of You the instrumental is doing more of the melodic "work" in this one, the vocal mostly comes in play during the buildups. It can also be heard during the ""drop"", but is quickly overpowered by the instrumental, almost as if it is trying to gain back control over the track. Would be a neat music video. Message me for more great ideas.
Lastly we have Toxic, which is just straight up nasty. While the other ones were more atmospheric and built up a vibe, this one goes in. Straight up bassface once that first lower than low bass kicks in. Mariana Trench vibes. My face is too busy processing the bass to come up with more words to describe this madness. Stonker of a tune.
Definitely one of Overview's best EPs of this year, and that's saying something!
Other deep/dark/techy stuff that happened this week: - Skylark - Like This / The Shadow - Levela, A Little Sound - Moving Forward - Bredren, Swift - Energy - Wingz - IDW / Rearranged
Because it kind of fits this EP too these are other great liquid things that happened this week: - Mohican Sun - God Of Ages - Leniz, Painted Skies - Without You - Laminar - Daybreak - Deadline, Eloise Keeble - Wake Up Call

3. ChaseR - Curse Death Link EP [Neuropunk Records]

Recommended if you like: Cod3x, 2Whales, Nais
ChaseR returns to Neuropunk!
After his first appearance on the label on the first entry of the Neuropunk Forge series alongside Fatloaf, Subminderz and label chiefs Gydra themselves, the Astrakhan-based producer is back in full force with his first full-length EP on the label: The Curse Death Link EP!
Disclaimer: This is a bit different from my usual reviews. More of a story. Miiight have gone a bit overboard at some parts.
Let's set the scene a bit. Our protagonist is a guitarist who just landed his first big gig. Just as he is on his way to live it up in his favorite pub, The Iron Fiddle, a street performer in a nearby alley catches his attention. Her voice, her dance, something about her just drags him towards her. His heart beats faster and faster. His inner danger radar tries to warn him, but to no avail. In a flash her facade falls, the beautiful voice turned into an ear-piercing shriek. The Dance Of Siren has trapped him.
She drags him to a dark room. Candles everywhere, strange occult symbols on the floor, piles of books all around. She starts speaking in tongues that only she understands. Suddenly, she grabs his arm. Pure agony shoots through every part of him, while she undergoes a rapid transformation. The grimace turns into a smile, the arched back and crooked teeth straighten, all of her bodily pains are transferred to him. This, is the Curse Of Death. He blacks out.
Our protagonist wakes up and stumbles his way out. As always, he greets the people on the street. Instead of greeting back, they seem to be actively avoiding him though! Confused, he continues his path home, when he catches a glance of a ghastly face in a nearby window. He slowly goes back to take a closer look at this spectre, only to find that it was a reflection. Of his own Subhuman face. Shocked, he leaps back and rushes home to hide his shame, the Siren's song echoing in his head.
Our protagonist isolates himself, turning away friends and family. His mind races: How would he be able to play at his breakthrough gig? His one chance at success? "What if... I hide my face with a hood?", he thinks to himself. "I could barely see the guitar, but what other choice do I even have?" Desperately, he decides to learn how to play blindfolded. Countless days filled with tears, sweat and blood later, he has done the impossible. Braillefunk, as he calls it, is a reality.
Showtime. He has prepared the least see-through black hood he could find and is ready to rock. Even though the crowd is sceptical at first, that quickly goes away as soon as the first note is played. A minute later they are loving it. They are even cheering for an Encore afterwards! During the crowd's endless chanting and stomping, he reflects on the last few weeks for a moment. While he has found a way to live with the isolation, life as he knows it is over. But for this brief moment, he forgets all about it. For a moment, there's just the music.
Well.. That escalated a bit. Anyway.
The Curse Death Link EP is a return to form for the man like ChaseR and I can't wait to hear more from him! If you like your neuro hard-hitting and unforgivingly raw, this will be one for you!
And one more thing: Big big thank you to Bes from Neuropunk for helping out with this review!
Other neat neurofunk things that happened this week: - Myselor - Evolution & Need (!!!! see below) - Zombie Cats - Flava (!!!!) - Rusty K - The Savage (The Clamps Remix) (!!!!) - TR Tactics - Mindgame / Beyond the Mass - Koven - Followers (A.M.C Remix) - Bytecode - Parasite EP - Shadow Sect, Loop Stepwalker - RVLTN - Various Artists - 5 Years Of Ignescent

4. Myselor - Evolution & Need [Blackout Music]

Recommended if you like: Disphonia, TR Tactics, 2Whales
Ah yes, the most hidden gem of them all, Blackout Music. What's next? Macky Gee as the hidden gem? Unsubscribe.
Okay this might seem weird, but hear me out. Yes, Myselor is my Hidden Gem Of The Week™. Yes, his double single Evolution & Need was released on the hugely popular Blackout. You know what though? He is still unknown enough for me to deserve an extra spotlight. When I first listened to the release he was still under 1000 monthly listeners on Spotify and after his excellent-but-underviewed Blackout Podcast I just needed to shout this excellent double single out here. I'm getting ahead of myself here though.
Let's take a step back. Who is this mysterious Myselor?
Myselor is a greek neurofunk producer that is currently based in Berlin. My research showed me that he is also holding an impressive rank 12120 on djrankings.org, which, fun fact, is an actual real site! For comparison, A.M.C is rank 6532 while I'm writing this. Not bad, Myselor, not bad. While Mr Myselor's first productions from around 2012 were mostly Glitchhop/Neurohop, he quickly pivoted to Neurofunk in the same year. He didn't completely stop producing Glitchhop, but the DnB definitely took over. The last Glitchhop release of his I could find was released in 2014. With his unique take on Neurofunk he landed releases on several big labels like Red Light Records, C4C Limited and Mainframe. But it wasn't until he participated in and won first place in Black Sun Empire's Driving Insane Remix competition that the dutch trio decided to take him under their wing.
Speaking of, let's talk about the release itself. First off we have Evolution, one of the more unique neurofunk tracks I've had the pleasure of covering. From start to finish the track goes through all kinds of changes. The first drop starts with some really great muted (for lack of a better word) drums you don't hear often in Neurofunk and a melody that is way too catchy. After a few bars Myselor changes out the snares for a more "classic" feel but keeps the rest of the rhythm going. For the third part the drums are brought back to the original version, but the underlying bass and melody switches. Phew. But that's not all. He does a similar thing for the second drop, but this time the rhythm has been switched to a 4x4 type beat. It's a whole journey. All in all, Evolution was a great name choice for this track. All throughout these changes and switchups you can here so many little things that add to the experience. The attention to detail is just great.
Secondly, there's Need. Right off the bat, Need feels a lot faster than Evolution. Less of a funk rhythm and more 16th notes. However, it has two big things in common with Evolution: the huge amount of variations and its attention to detail. Myselor seems to be going for some serious speed buildup though. With each change and variation another element gets added or switched out and with each change it feels like the velocity of the track has increased just a slight bit more. At some point he even brings in an acid-y synth that gives the part a Psytrance feel. After that the track slows down a lot though and ends with a half-time chilled second half in which the aforementioned synth is just used for melody purposes.
The more you pay attention to it, the better it gets. Did I mention that the artwork looks great too? An incredible release and hopefully not even close to the last we hear from Myselor!
Other Hidden Gems this week: - Perspective Shift - Don't Deserve EP (huge recommendation) - Kublai - Discworld / In Tandem - Jammez - Zodiac EP - Zigi SC - Outsider / Blackmailer - Art1fact, Stiff Jangle - Lightspeed - Bytecode - Parasite - Komax - Destiny EP
 

New Releases

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2020.11.30 13:18 NyteMyre [ARMA3] CSAT Operations: Rise of the Phoenix - DAY1 - Part 2 Sunday [email protected] UTC

Calendar Details: 2020-12-06 20:00 Arma 3 CSAT Ops: Rise of the Phoenix - Day 1 - Part 2
INFO:
20:00 UTC
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Map used: Malden

Situation:

With the Syndikat out of the picture for now, we can turn our attention to the MAF and start to push them back from the northern part of the island. While taking the main airbase is our ultimate goal, there are multiple steps to taking it, or else we would be overwhelmed. This morning, we will continue with making preparations for the assault on the airfield with 3 operations

Briefing:

Mission start time: 3:45 AM Sunrise: ~4:15 AM
Operation Silencer - Map of AO (soon) This is the first step: cut off their communications. There are two communication stations and a backup station marked on the map with three tall transmitter towers and a larger transmitter tower that need to be destroyed so we can cut of communications.
Operation Phiser - Map of AO (soon) We need to push into the mainland and locate critical intel on the MAF troops. There are several warehouses in between the towns of Larche and Saint Louis that could potentially be storage data centers for the MAF, as well as store other potentional materials. Taking out these storage centers would be very beneficial, however our main goal is to locate 2 Data storage centers and intercept data from laptops and tablets
Operation Head Splitter - Map of AO (soon) A final strike to sever their northern command effort will be key in opening the door to take the airfield. The MAF may be formidable, but they are no match for our power, and we have managed to intercept their communications to indicate that the top three commanders of the northern front are all holled up in La Trinite. Get there, look for whatever looks like a command area, then converge on the three officers. Take no prisoners

Friendly forces:

  • 1x Command squad
  • 2x Rifle Squads
  • 2x Assault Squads
  • 1x Viper Special Forces
  • 1x Sniper Team
  • 1x Pilot Team

Vehicles

  • 3x KA-60 Kasatka
  • 2x Mi-290 Taru (Transport)
  • 1x Mi-290 Taru (Cargo Transport)
  • 1x Mi-290 Taru (Infanty Bench)
  • Several quad-bikes are available to be sling-loaded into the mainland

Locked vehicles (only available at HC discretion)

  • 1x Mi-48 Kajman
  • 1x To-199 Neophron
  • 1x To-201 Shikra

Mission specifics and changes

  • This mission has respawn (No longer a delay)
  • No new respawns will be available after operation success. All respawns will be on Moray island
  • Insta death is disabled, but you can get killed by high damage while in Cardiac Arrest
  • Medical settings
    • Basic bandages (so no reopening or stitching required)
    • 5% wake-up chance without epi
    • Everyone can use epi
    • You die on SUM OF TRAUMA or blood loss
    • Self blood-transfusion for medics enabled
    • Medics are designated as doctors / SL are medics
    • PAKs are available and consumed on use
  • No VTOLS this time
  • Added 2IC and FAC slots to Phoenix HQ squad
  • Viper slots (except leader) and sniper slots are via lottery on Discord!

Slotting:

Use this in your slotting comment:
IGN: DISCORD: SLOT: 
CO, squad leaders and special roles (All roles in bold letters) should join the teamspeak 30 minutes before the event starts for planning the mission.

Slots
This list is not guaranteed to be up to date! Do a quick look through the comments to make sure your slot hasn't already been claimed. You need to have played at least three events with us for all leadership and special roles like pilots or vehicle crew.
Callsign/ Role IGN Weapon
Phoenix ------------- -------------
Zeus NyteMyre Lightning Bolts
CSAT Commander A LR Radio and Darter UAV
2IC KH2002
FAC Lt Cuddles KH2002
Anqa (Rifle Squad) ------------- -------------
Squadleader KH2002 KGL
Combat Life Saver KH2002C
Rifleman KH2002
Rifleman AT KH2002C + RPG32
Fireteam Leader KH2002 KGL
Marksman VS-121
Auto Rifleman Negev NG7
Explosive Specialist KH2002C
Bahamut (Rifle Squad) ------------- -------------
Squadleader KH2002 KGL
Combat Life Saver KH2002C
Rifleman KH2002
Rifleman AT KH2002C + RPG32
Fireteam Leader KH2002 KGL
Marksman VS-121
Auto Rifleman Negev NG7
Explosive Specialist KH2002
Chimera (Assault Squad) ------------- -------------
Squadleader KH2002 KGL
Combat Life Saver KH2002C
Rifleman AT Maple KH2002C + Titan Compact
Sharpshooter klausman Cyrus (Marksman DLC req.)
Fire Team Leader KH2002 KGL
Heavy Gunner Michael HK121 (Marksman DLC req.)
Autorifleman Negev NG7
Asst. Autorifleman KH2002
Dragon (Assault Squad) ------------- -------------
Squadleader KH2002 KGL
Combat Life Saver KH2002C
Rifleman AA KH2002C + Titan MPRL
Sharpshooter Cyrus (Marksman DLC req.)
Fire Team Leader KH2002 KGL
Heavy Gunner HK121 (Marksman DLC req.)
Autorifleman Negev NG7
Asst. Autorifleman KH2002
Viper (Special Forces) ------------- Apex DLC Required!
Team Leader Type 115
Paramedic Lottery slot Type 115
Rifleman AT Lottery slot Type 115 + Titan Compact
Demo Specialist Lottery slot Type 115
Marksman Lottery slot Type 115 + Burris Scope
Shark (Sniper Team) ------------- -------------
Sniper Lottery slot GM6 Lynx
Spotter Lottery slot KH2002 + Silencer
Hydra (Pilots) ------------- Apex DLC preferred, but not required
Pilot SaltyR Scorpion Evo
Pilot Dagger Scorpion Evo
Pilot Squire_Gareth Scorpion Evo
Pilot Scorpion Evo
Note: For all AT roles, there is a crate available in base, containing all CSAT Launchers. The RPG32, Titan Compact, Titan MPRL (Anti-Air) or Metis-M (Tank DLC).
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2020.11.30 12:30 FappidyDat [H] TF2 Keys & PayPal [W] Humble Bundle Games (Also Games From Past Bundles)

Notes:
 
I pay with the following:
TF2 & PayPal
 
I BUY HB Games with TF2 with PayPal Currently Active Humble Bundle?
- Ratz Instagib - 0.9 TF2 $1.62 PayPal -
.hack//G.U. Last Recode 1.0 TF2 $1.8 PayPal -
100% Orange Juice 0.4 TF2 $0.71 PayPal -
7 Days to Die 3.1 TF2 $5.77 PayPal -
A Hat in Time 3.2 TF2 Refer To My Other Thread $5.99 PayPal Refer To My Other Thread Humble Sweet Farm Fall Bundle
ABZU 3.1 TF2 $5.68 PayPal -
ARK: Survival Evolved 15.1 TF2 $28.0 PayPal -
Absolver 1.1 TF2 $2.13 PayPal -
Ace Combat™ Assault Horizon Enhanced Edition 3.1 TF2 $5.84 PayPal -
Age of Wonders III Collection 1.6 TF2 $3.0 PayPal -
Age of Wonders: Planetfall - Deluxe Edition 1.2 TF2 $2.27 PayPal -
Alien: Isolation 2.1 TF2 $3.82 PayPal -
American Truck Simulator 1.6 TF2 $2.91 PayPal -
Amnesia: The Dark Descent 0.5 TF2 $0.99 PayPal -
Aragami 1.5 TF2 $2.88 PayPal -
Arma 3 Apex Edition 2.2 TF2 $4.09 PayPal -
Arma 3 Contact Edition 1.9 TF2 $3.62 PayPal -
Arma 3 5.8 TF2 $10.7 PayPal -
Assetto Corsa 1.1 TF2 $1.96 PayPal -
BATTLETECH - Digital Deluxe Edition 0.9 TF2 $1.69 PayPal -
BATTLETECH - Mercenary Collection 4.1 TF2 $7.7 PayPal -
BROFORCE 1.2 TF2 $2.31 PayPal -
Baba Is You 0.7 TF2 $1.21 PayPal -
Back to the Future: The Game 1.0 TF2 $1.83 PayPal -
Bad North: Jotunn Edition 0.5 TF2 $0.96 PayPal -
Banished 2.7 TF2 $4.98 PayPal -
Barony 2.1 TF2 $3.88 PayPal -
Barotrauma 3.2 TF2 $5.91 PayPal -
Batman - The Telltale Series 1.0 TF2 $1.88 PayPal -
Batman: Arkham Knight 0.5 TF2 $0.97 PayPal -
Batman: The Enemy Within - The Telltale Series 2.2 TF2 $4.07 PayPal -
Batman™: Arkham Origins 0.5 TF2 $0.92 PayPal -
Battlestar Galactica Deadlock 0.5 TF2 $0.84 PayPal -
Battlezone Gold Edition 0.7 TF2 $1.34 PayPal -
BioShock Collection 2.9 TF2 $5.33 PayPal -
BioShock Infinite 1.6 TF2 $2.96 PayPal -
BioShock Remastered 0.4 TF2 $0.78 PayPal -
BioShock® 2 0.4 TF2 $0.78 PayPal -
Blackwake 1.3 TF2 $2.43 PayPal -
Blair Witch 2.6 TF2 $4.78 PayPal -
Blasphemous 2.8 TF2 $5.28 PayPal -
Blood Bowl 2 - Legendary Edition 2.3 TF2 $4.29 PayPal -
Blood Bowl 2 1.0 TF2 $1.8 PayPal -
Borderlands 2 1.2 TF2 $2.27 PayPal -
Borderlands: Game of the Year Enhanced 2.3 TF2 $4.25 PayPal -
Borderlands: The Handsome Collection 2.3 TF2 $4.24 PayPal -
Borderlands: The Pre-Sequel 0.9 TF2 $1.67 PayPal -
Broken Sword 5 - the Serpent's Curse 0.6 TF2 $1.15 PayPal -
Bully: Scholarship Edition 2.8 TF2 $5.14 PayPal -
Burnout Paradise: The Ultimate Box 1.1 TF2 $2.02 PayPal -
Call of Cthulhu 1.2 TF2 $2.31 PayPal -
Call of Duty: WWII 12.4 TF2 $23.08 PayPal -
Call of Juarez: Gunslinger 1.0 TF2 $1.92 PayPal -
Chess Ultra 0.5 TF2 $0.97 PayPal -
Chivalry: Medieval Warfare 1.1 TF2 $2.13 PayPal -
Cities: Skylines Deluxe Edition 1.1 TF2 $2.1 PayPal -
Cities: Skylines 0.9 TF2 $1.62 PayPal -
ClusterTruck 0.5 TF2 $0.9 PayPal -
Coffee Talk 0.9 TF2 Refer To My Other Thread $1.68 PayPal Refer To My Other Thread Humble Sweet Farm Fall Bundle
Company of Heroes 2 - Ardennes Assault 1.0 TF2 $1.83 PayPal -
Company of Heroes 2 - The Western Front Armies 2.3 TF2 $4.37 PayPal -
Company of Heroes 2 0.8 TF2 $1.5 PayPal -
Company of Heroes Complete Pack 2.0 TF2 $3.7 PayPal -
Company of Heroes 1.1 TF2 $2.12 PayPal -
Conan Exiles 3.4 TF2 $6.26 PayPal -
Craft The World 1.1 TF2 $2.13 PayPal -
Crash Bandicoot™ N. Sane Trilogy 9.7 TF2 $17.95 PayPal -
Crawl 1.4 TF2 $2.68 PayPal -
Creed: Rise to Glory™ 0.6 TF2 $1.16 PayPal -
Crusader Kings II: Royal Collection 7.9 TF2 $14.65 PayPal -
Cultist Simulator 1.7 TF2 $3.16 PayPal -
DARK SOULS™ III Deluxe Edition 5.1 TF2 $9.56 PayPal -
DARQ 0.4 TF2 $0.82 PayPal -
DEFCON 1.3 TF2 $2.37 PayPal -
DMC - Devil May Cry 2.5 TF2 $4.63 PayPal -
DRAGON BALL FIGHTERZ - Ultimate Edition 5.0 TF2 $9.32 PayPal -
DRAGON BALL XENOVERSE 2 2.5 TF2 $4.56 PayPal -
DRAGON BALL XENOVERSE 1.6 TF2 $2.95 PayPal -
Dark Souls II: Scholar of the First Sin 1.8 TF2 $3.41 PayPal -
Dark Souls III 3.1 TF2 $5.75 PayPal -
Darkest Dungeon 0.9 TF2 $1.66 PayPal -
Darksburg 0.4 TF2 Refer To My Other Thread $0.76 PayPal Refer To My Other Thread Humble Choice (November 2020)
Darksiders II Deathinitive Edition 0.7 TF2 $1.36 PayPal -
Darksiders III 1.2 TF2 Refer To My Other Thread $2.31 PayPal Refer To My Other Thread Humble Choice (November 2020)
DayZ 12.0 TF2 $22.25 PayPal -
Dead Island - Definitive Edition 1.7 TF2 $3.16 PayPal -
Dead Rising 2: Off the Record 1.5 TF2 $2.71 PayPal -
Dead Rising 3 Apocalypse Edition 3.2 TF2 $6.03 PayPal -
Dead Rising 4 1.3 TF2 $2.51 PayPal -
Dead Rising 2.3 TF2 $4.19 PayPal -
Dead Rising® 2 1.6 TF2 $2.96 PayPal -
Dead by Daylight 1.5 TF2 $2.84 PayPal -
Death Road to Canada 1.1 TF2 $2.04 PayPal -
Deus Ex: Human Revolution - Director's Cut 1.4 TF2 $2.63 PayPal -
Deus Ex: Mankind Divided 1.4 TF2 $2.67 PayPal -
Devil May Cry® 4 Special Edition 2.0 TF2 $3.72 PayPal -
DiRT 4 0.5 TF2 $0.92 PayPal -
DiRT Rally 2.0 1.8 TF2 $3.37 PayPal -
Door Kickers 0.5 TF2 $0.92 PayPal -
Dragon Ball FighterZ 2.4 TF2 $4.46 PayPal -
Dragons Dogma - Dark Arisen 2.5 TF2 $4.63 PayPal -
Drawful 2 0.6 TF2 $1.19 PayPal -
Dream Daddy: A Dad Dating Simulator 1.4 TF2 $2.62 PayPal -
Dungeon Defenders 0.9 TF2 $1.68 PayPal -
Dungeons 3 0.7 TF2 $1.28 PayPal -
Dusk 2.6 TF2 $4.77 PayPal -
Duskers 0.5 TF2 $0.98 PayPal -
EARTH DEFENSE FORCE 4.1 The Shadow of New Despair 1.8 TF2 $3.34 PayPal -
Elite: Dangerous 1.4 TF2 $2.67 PayPal -
Endless Legend - Classic Edition 1.5 TF2 $2.72 PayPal -
Endless Space 2 2.8 TF2 $5.15 PayPal -
Euro Truck Simulator 2 1.9 TF2 $3.51 PayPal -
Europa Universalis IV 0.6 TF2 $1.12 PayPal -
Europa Universalis IV: Empire Founder Pack 1.6 TF2 $2.98 PayPal -
F.E.A.R. 3 0.6 TF2 $1.15 PayPal -
F1 2012™ 0.7 TF2 $1.3 PayPal -
F1 2016 0.9 TF2 $1.74 PayPal -
F1 2017 1.3 TF2 $2.37 PayPal -
F1® 2019 1.2 TF2 $2.21 PayPal -
FIA European Truck Racing Championship 1.4 TF2 $2.55 PayPal -
FTL: Faster Than Light 0.5 TF2 $0.94 PayPal -
Fibbage XL 0.4 TF2 $0.74 PayPal -
Five Nights at Freddy's: Sister Location 0.7 TF2 $1.3 PayPal -
Football Manager 2020 5.6 TF2 $10.47 PayPal -
Forager 1.7 TF2 $3.16 PayPal -
Forts 3.1 TF2 $5.84 PayPal -
Frostpunk 2.0 TF2 $3.76 PayPal -
Furi 1.8 TF2 $3.42 PayPal -
GOD EATER 2 Rage Burst 2.3 TF2 $4.25 PayPal -
GRID - Ultimate 0.9 TF2 $1.61 PayPal -
GRID Autosport 0.6 TF2 $1.04 PayPal -
GRID™ 1.2 TF2 $2.16 PayPal -
GRIS 0.8 TF2 $1.51 PayPal -
GUILTY GEAR XX ACCENT CORE PLUS R 0.8 TF2 $1.53 PayPal -
Game of Thrones - A Telltale Games Series 2.4 TF2 $4.46 PayPal -
Gang Beasts 4.6 TF2 $8.61 PayPal -
Generation Zero® 2.0 TF2 $3.81 PayPal -
Genital Jousting 0.7 TF2 $1.34 PayPal -
Getting Over It with Bennett Foddy 1.6 TF2 $2.96 PayPal -
Gloria Victis 2.8 TF2 $5.13 PayPal -
Goat Simulator 0.4 TF2 $0.78 PayPal -
Golf With Your Friends 2.5 TF2 $4.58 PayPal -
Gothic III Forsaken Gods Enhanced Edition 0.4 TF2 $0.83 PayPal -
Graveyard Keeper 0.5 TF2 $0.87 PayPal -
Grim Dawn 2.2 TF2 $4.17 PayPal -
Hammerwatch 0.4 TF2 $0.82 PayPal -
Hearts of Iron IV: Cadet Edition 1.1 TF2 $1.99 PayPal -
Hearts of Iron IV: Colonel Edition 5.4 TF2 $10.05 PayPal -
Heave Ho 0.4 TF2 $0.76 PayPal -
Hellblade: Senua's Sacrifice 1.7 TF2 $3.18 PayPal -
Hero Siege 0.9 TF2 $1.62 PayPal -
Hidden Folks 0.4 TF2 $0.82 PayPal -
Hitman Absolution 1.2 TF2 $2.28 PayPal -
Hitman™: The Complete First Season 1.8 TF2 $3.35 PayPal -
Hollow Knight 3.1 TF2 $5.74 PayPal -
Hotline Miami 2: Wrong Number Digital Special Edition 1.5 TF2 $2.79 PayPal -
Hotline Miami 2: Wrong Number 0.7 TF2 $1.27 PayPal -
Hotline Miami 0.5 TF2 $0.88 PayPal -
How to Survive 2 0.5 TF2 $0.99 PayPal -
Human: Fall Flat 0.9 TF2 $1.67 PayPal -
HuniePop 1.2 TF2 $2.27 PayPal -
Hurtworld 3.3 TF2 $6.17 PayPal -
Hyperdimension Neptunia Re;Birth1 0.7 TF2 $1.27 PayPal -
Hyperdimension Neptunia Re;Birth2 Sisters Generation 0.8 TF2 $1.43 PayPal -
Hypnospace Outlaw 1.6 TF2 $3.0 PayPal -
INSIDE 2.0 TF2 $3.69 PayPal -
INSURGENCY 1.3 TF2 $2.5 PayPal -
Ice Lakes 0.4 TF2 $0.78 PayPal -
Imperator: Rome Deluxe Edition 0.4 TF2 Refer To My Other Thread $0.77 PayPal Refer To My Other Thread Humble Choice (November 2020)
Imperator: Rome 0.4 TF2 $0.73 PayPal -
Injustice 2 0.6 TF2 $1.16 PayPal -
Injustice: Gods Among Us - Ultimate Edition 0.4 TF2 $0.71 PayPal -
Into the Breach 0.7 TF2 $1.3 PayPal -
Iratus: Lord of the Dead 2.0 TF2 $3.74 PayPal -
Jurassic Park: The Game 0.6 TF2 $1.1 PayPal -
Jurassic World Evolution 2.1 TF2 $3.96 PayPal -
Just Cause 3 XXL Edition 1.5 TF2 $2.79 PayPal -
Katamari Damacy REROLL 1.2 TF2 $2.16 PayPal -
Keep Talking and Nobody Explodes 3.6 TF2 $6.73 PayPal -
Kerbal Space Program 1.3 TF2 $2.51 PayPal -
Killing Floor 2 Digital Deluxe Edition 1.3 TF2 $2.44 PayPal -
Killing Floor 2 0.8 TF2 $1.55 PayPal -
Killing Floor 0.4 TF2 $0.75 PayPal -
Kingdom Come: Deliverance 4.3 TF2 $7.91 PayPal -
Kingdom Rush 0.5 TF2 $0.99 PayPal -
Kingdom: New Lands 0.7 TF2 $1.25 PayPal -
Kingdom: Two Crowns 3.8 TF2 $7.13 PayPal -
LA Noire 2.9 TF2 $5.35 PayPal -
LEGO Batman 2: DC Super Heroes 0.8 TF2 $1.57 PayPal -
LEGO Batman 3: Beyond Gotham Premium Edition 1.3 TF2 $2.4 PayPal -
LEGO Batman Trilogy 2.7 TF2 $5.05 PayPal -
LEGO Harry Potter: Years 5-7 0.4 TF2 $0.71 PayPal -
LEGO Star Wars: The Complete Saga 1.8 TF2 $3.26 PayPal -
LEGO® City Undercover 0.8 TF2 $1.54 PayPal -
LEGO® DC Super-Villains Deluxe Edition 1.2 TF2 $2.32 PayPal -
LEGO® DC Super-Villains 1.2 TF2 $2.3 PayPal -
LEGO® Jurassic World™ 0.7 TF2 $1.29 PayPal -
LEGO® MARVEL's Avengers 0.7 TF2 $1.32 PayPal -
LEGO® Marvel Super Heroes 2 Deluxe Edition 1.9 TF2 $3.48 PayPal -
LEGO® Marvel Super Heroes 2 0.8 TF2 $1.55 PayPal -
LEGO® Ninjago® Movie Video Game 2.2 TF2 $4.1 PayPal -
LEGO® Star Wars™: The Force Awakens 0.5 TF2 $0.99 PayPal -
LEGO® Worlds 1.4 TF2 $2.53 PayPal -
LIMBO 1.5 TF2 $2.72 PayPal -
Layers of Fear 2 2.0 TF2 $3.67 PayPal -
Lethal League Blaze 1.0 TF2 $1.83 PayPal -
Lethal League 1.0 TF2 $1.81 PayPal -
Life is Feudal: Your Own 0.5 TF2 $0.91 PayPal -
Life is Strange Complete Season (Episodes 1-5) 1.7 TF2 $3.07 PayPal -
Little Nightmares 0.7 TF2 $1.33 PayPal -
Lords of the Fallen Game of the Year Edition 0.8 TF2 $1.53 PayPal -
MAFIA III 2.6 TF2 $4.82 PayPal -
METAL GEAR SOLID V: THE PHANTOM PAIN 0.9 TF2 $1.74 PayPal -
METAL GEAR SOLID V: The Definitive Experience 1.4 TF2 $2.61 PayPal -
MX vs ATV Reflex 0.4 TF2 $0.8 PayPal -
Machinarium: Collector's Edition 1.0 TF2 $1.83 PayPal -
Mad Max 0.5 TF2 $0.9 PayPal -
Magicka 2 - Deluxe Edition 1.0 TF2 $1.83 PayPal -
Magicka 2 0.6 TF2 $1.11 PayPal -
Max Payne 2: The Fall of Max Payne 0.7 TF2 $1.29 PayPal -
Max Payne 3 3.0 TF2 $5.55 PayPal -
Max Payne 0.8 TF2 $1.5 PayPal -
Medal of Honor 0.9 TF2 $1.68 PayPal -
Medieval: Total War™ - Collection 0.5 TF2 $0.9 PayPal -
Men of War: Assault Squad 2 War Chest Edition 0.7 TF2 $1.27 PayPal -
Metal Slug 3 0.6 TF2 $1.2 PayPal -
Metro 2033 Redux 0.7 TF2 $1.39 PayPal -
Middle-earth: Shadow of Mordor Game of the Year Edition 0.7 TF2 $1.32 PayPal -
Middle-earth™: Shadow of War™ 0.6 TF2 $1.18 PayPal -
Mirror's Edge 2.4 TF2 $4.45 PayPal -
Miscreated 2.5 TF2 $4.58 PayPal -
Monster Prom 0.5 TF2 $0.99 PayPal -
Moonlighter 0.6 TF2 Refer To My Other Thread $1.06 PayPal Refer To My Other Thread Humble Sweet Farm Fall Bundle
Mordheim: City of the Damned 0.9 TF2 $1.72 PayPal -
Mortal Kombat: Arcade Kollection 0.8 TF2 $1.54 PayPal -
Motorsport Manager 2.2 TF2 $4.08 PayPal -
Move or Die 0.9 TF2 $1.61 PayPal -
Mutant Year Zero: Road to Eden 1.8 TF2 $3.42 PayPal -
My Friend Pedro 1.2 TF2 $2.21 PayPal -
My Time At Portia 2.5 TF2 $4.59 PayPal -
Mysterium: a Psychic Clue Game 0.6 TF2 $1.07 PayPal -
NARUTO SHIPPUDEN: Ultimate Ninja STORM 2 1.7 TF2 $3.12 PayPal -
NARUTO SHIPPUDEN: Ultimate Ninja STORM 4 Road to Boruto 5.0 TF2 $9.27 PayPal -
NARUTO SHIPPUDEN: Ultimate Ninja STORM Revolution 1.1 TF2 $2.12 PayPal -
NARUTO: Ultimate Ninja STORM 2.3 TF2 $4.27 PayPal -
NASCAR Heat 4 0.4 TF2 $0.78 PayPal -
NBA 2K20 3.1 TF2 $5.84 PayPal -
Naruto Shippuden: Ultimate Ninja Storm 4 2.1 TF2 $3.93 PayPal -
Naruto to Boruto Shinobi Striker - Deluxe Edition 4.4 TF2 $8.22 PayPal -
Naruto to Boruto Shinobi Striker 2.5 TF2 $4.71 PayPal -
Necronator: Dead Wrong 0.6 TF2 Refer To My Other Thread $1.16 PayPal Refer To My Other Thread Humble Sweet Farm Fall Bundle
Necropolis: Brutal Edition 0.6 TF2 $1.1 PayPal -
Neighbours from Hell Compilation 0.5 TF2 $0.93 PayPal -
New Gundam Breaker 3.8 TF2 $7.08 PayPal -
Ni no Kuni™ II: Revenant Kingdom - The Prince's Edition 3.5 TF2 $6.48 PayPal -
Ni no Kuni™ II: Revenant Kingdom 2.0 TF2 $3.76 PayPal -
Nidhogg 0.5 TF2 $0.88 PayPal -
Northgard 3.3 TF2 $6.11 PayPal -
ONE PIECE PIRATE WARRIORS 3 1.8 TF2 $3.26 PayPal -
Oddworld: New 'n' Tasty 3.1 TF2 $5.84 PayPal -
Operation Flashpoint Red River 0.7 TF2 $1.34 PayPal -
Outlast 2 0.8 TF2 $1.58 PayPal -
Outlast 0.6 TF2 $1.04 PayPal -
Overcooked 1.1 TF2 $1.98 PayPal -
Owlboy 1.2 TF2 $2.16 PayPal -
PAYDAY 2 0.5 TF2 $0.97 PayPal -
PAYDAY 2: Ultimate Edition 4.3 TF2 $8.07 PayPal -
PC Building Simulator 1.9 TF2 $3.58 PayPal -
Phantom Doctrine 0.7 TF2 $1.38 PayPal -
Pillars of Eternity Definitive Edition 1.8 TF2 $3.4 PayPal -
Pillars of Eternity Hero Edition 0.9 TF2 $1.62 PayPal -
Plague Inc: Evolved 2.1 TF2 $3.86 PayPal -
Planet Coaster 4.4 TF2 $8.25 PayPal -
Planetary Annihilation: TITANS 4.6 TF2 $8.6 PayPal -
Portal Knights 1.5 TF2 $2.86 PayPal -
Primal Carnage: Extinction 0.5 TF2 $0.98 PayPal -
Pro Cycling Manager 2019 2.7 TF2 $5.08 PayPal -
Project CARS 2 Deluxe Edition 3.9 TF2 $7.23 PayPal -
Project CARS 2 1.6 TF2 $3.06 PayPal -
Project CARS 0.5 TF2 $0.9 PayPal -
Project CARS – Game of the Year Edition 0.8 TF2 $1.53 PayPal -
Prototype® 2 3.9 TF2 $7.17 PayPal -
Quantum Break 2.8 TF2 $5.15 PayPal -
Quiplash 1.5 TF2 $2.84 PayPal -
RUINER 1.5 TF2 $2.81 PayPal -
RWBY: Grimm Eclipse 0.7 TF2 $1.39 PayPal -
Railway Empire 0.9 TF2 $1.62 PayPal -
Red Faction Guerrilla Re-Mars-tered 0.6 TF2 $1.2 PayPal -
Resident Evil / biohazard HD REMASTER 2.0 TF2 $3.66 PayPal -
Resident Evil 0 / biohazard 0 HD Remaster 1.0 TF2 $1.8 PayPal -
Resident Evil 5 GOLD Edition 1.8 TF2 $3.39 PayPal -
Resident Evil: Revelations 0.8 TF2 $1.49 PayPal -
RiME 0.6 TF2 $1.11 PayPal -
Risen 2: Dark Waters Gold Edition 0.5 TF2 $0.97 PayPal -
Risen 0.8 TF2 $1.48 PayPal -
Rising Storm 2: Vietnam 0.8 TF2 $1.46 PayPal -
Rollercoaster Tycoon 2: Triple Thrill Pack 0.4 TF2 $0.81 PayPal -
Running with Rifles 1.0 TF2 $1.81 PayPal -
SOMA 5.8 TF2 $10.79 PayPal -
STAR WARS® THE FORCE UNLEASHED II 1.7 TF2 $3.07 PayPal -
STAR WARS™ Galactic Battlegrounds Saga 0.8 TF2 $1.48 PayPal -
SUPERHOT VR 4.2 TF2 $7.9 PayPal -
SUPERHOT 1.1 TF2 Refer To My Other Thread $2.06 PayPal Refer To My Other Thread Humble Sweet Farm Fall Bundle
Saints Row 2 0.8 TF2 $1.5 PayPal -
Saints Row IV Game of the Century Edition 1.7 TF2 $3.2 PayPal -
Saints Row IV 1.1 TF2 $2.02 PayPal -
Saints Row the Third - The Full Package 1.4 TF2 $2.53 PayPal -
Saints Row: The Third 0.8 TF2 $1.48 PayPal -
Screencheat 1.2 TF2 $2.23 PayPal -
Scribblenauts Unlimited 0.7 TF2 $1.32 PayPal -
Serious Sam 2 0.6 TF2 $1.13 PayPal -
Serious Sam 3: BFE 1.1 TF2 $2.02 PayPal -
Serious Sam HD: The Second Encounter 1.9 TF2 $3.58 PayPal -
Serious Sam VR: The Last Hope 2.8 TF2 $5.25 PayPal -
Shadow Tactics: Blades of the Shogun 0.9 TF2 $1.73 PayPal -
Shadow Warrior 2 3.1 TF2 $5.82 PayPal -
Shadow Warrior: Special Edition 0.7 TF2 $1.34 PayPal -
Shadow of the Tomb Raider 4.7 TF2 $8.74 PayPal -
Shenmue I & II 0.5 TF2 $0.89 PayPal -
Sid Meier's Civilization V 1.6 TF2 $2.97 PayPal -
Sid Meier's Civilization VI 2.4 TF2 $4.43 PayPal -
Sid Meier's Civilization: Beyond Earth 1.3 TF2 $2.45 PayPal -
Sid Meiers Civilization IV: The Complete Edition 2.1 TF2 $3.89 PayPal -
SimplePlanes 0.4 TF2 $0.71 PayPal -
Sins of a Solar Empire: Rebellion 1.2 TF2 $2.23 PayPal -
Slay the Spire 3.0 TF2 $5.63 PayPal -
Sleeping Dogs: Definitive Edition 1.5 TF2 $2.83 PayPal -
Slime Rancher 2.8 TF2 $5.19 PayPal -
Small World 2 0.6 TF2 $1.17 PayPal -
Sniper Elite 3 1.2 TF2 $2.32 PayPal -
Sniper Elite 4 3.1 TF2 $5.84 PayPal -
Sniper Elite V2 0.9 TF2 $1.62 PayPal -
Sniper Ghost Warrior 3 0.9 TF2 $1.74 PayPal -
Sniper Ghost Warrior Contracts 3.3 TF2 $6.15 PayPal -
Sonic Adventure DX 0.4 TF2 $0.71 PayPal -
Sonic Adventure™ 2 0.9 TF2 $1.74 PayPal -
Sonic Forces 3.0 TF2 $5.49 PayPal -
Sonic Mania 1.2 TF2 $2.19 PayPal -
Soul Calibur VI 2.3 TF2 $4.31 PayPal -
South Park: The Stick of Truth 2.4 TF2 $4.52 PayPal -
Space Engineers 3.0 TF2 $5.59 PayPal -
SpellForce 3 3.4 TF2 $6.34 PayPal -
Spelunky 0.6 TF2 $1.06 PayPal -
Spintires 0.6 TF2 $1.05 PayPal -
Splendor 0.7 TF2 $1.32 PayPal -
Spyro™ Reignited Trilogy 9.1 TF2 $16.84 PayPal -
Squad 3.0 TF2 $5.49 PayPal -
Star Wars Republic Commando™ 0.8 TF2 $1.43 PayPal -
Star Wars: Battlefront 2 (Classic, 2005) 0.8 TF2 $1.46 PayPal -
Star Wars: Knights of the Old Republic 0.7 TF2 $1.3 PayPal -
Star Wars® Empire at War™: Gold Pack 1.4 TF2 $2.67 PayPal -
Star Wars®: Jedi Knight®: Jedi Academy™ 0.7 TF2 $1.31 PayPal -
Starbound 2.5 TF2 $4.57 PayPal -
Staxel 2.4 TF2 $4.46 PayPal -
Steel Division: Normandy 44 Deluxe Edition 2.0 TF2 $3.79 PayPal -
Steel Division: Normandy 44 1.6 TF2 $2.91 PayPal -
Stellaris Galaxy Edition 1.7 TF2 $3.07 PayPal -
Stellaris 1.2 TF2 $2.19 PayPal -
Strange Brigade 1.3 TF2 $2.51 PayPal -
Street Fighter 30th Anniversary Collection 2.0 TF2 $3.7 PayPal -
Street Fighter V 2.1 TF2 $3.82 PayPal -
Streets of Rogue 0.8 TF2 $1.5 PayPal -
Strong Bad's Cool Game for Attractive People Season 1 0.8 TF2 $1.55 PayPal -
Stronghold 2: Steam Edition 0.8 TF2 $1.55 PayPal -
Stronghold Crusader 2 1.0 TF2 $1.8 PayPal -
Stronghold Crusader HD 0.5 TF2 $0.9 PayPal -
Stronghold Legends: Steam Edition 0.6 TF2 $1.06 PayPal -
Styx: Shards Of Darkness 1.4 TF2 $2.69 PayPal -
Sudden Strike 4 0.6 TF2 $1.06 PayPal -
Surgeon Simulator: Anniversary Edition 0.7 TF2 $1.32 PayPal -
Surviving Mars - First Colony Edition 2.4 TF2 $4.45 PayPal -
Sword Art Online Hollow Realization Deluxe Edition 1.8 TF2 $3.41 PayPal -
Sword Art Online Re: Hollow Fragment 0.9 TF2 $1.67 PayPal -
Sword Art Online: Fatal Bullet 2.8 TF2 $5.23 PayPal -
TEKKEN 7 2.3 TF2 $4.36 PayPal -
THE KING OF FIGHTERS '98 ULTIMATE MATCH FINAL EDITION 2.1 TF2 $3.97 PayPal -
THIEF 1.4 TF2 $2.52 PayPal -
Tales of Berseria 1.7 TF2 $3.07 PayPal -
Tales of Symphonia 0.6 TF2 $1.2 PayPal -
Tales of Zestiria 1.4 TF2 $2.65 PayPal -
Talisman: Digital Edition 0.6 TF2 $1.13 PayPal -
Tannenberg 0.7 TF2 $1.34 PayPal -
Tennis World Tour 1.6 TF2 $2.97 PayPal -
Terraforming Mars 1.6 TF2 $2.98 PayPal -
The Banner Saga 0.6 TF2 $1.19 PayPal -
The Blackout Club 3.6 TF2 $6.75 PayPal -
The Dark Pictures Anthology: Man of Medan 5.7 TF2 $10.68 PayPal -
The Escapists 2 1.6 TF2 $2.93 PayPal -
The Escapists 0.7 TF2 $1.26 PayPal -
The Golf Club™ 2019 Featuring PGA TOUR 0.9 TF2 $1.69 PayPal -
The Incredible Adventures of Van Helsing Final Cut 1.1 TF2 $2.03 PayPal -
The Jackbox Party Pack 2 2.0 TF2 $3.65 PayPal -
The Jackbox Party Pack 3 5.0 TF2 $9.28 PayPal -
The Jackbox Party Pack 4 3.1 TF2 $5.77 PayPal -
The Jackbox Party Pack 2.8 TF2 $5.14 PayPal -
The LEGO Movie 2 Videogame 0.6 TF2 $1.13 PayPal -
The Legend of Heroes: Trails in the Sky 3.3 TF2 $6.08 PayPal -
The Long Dark 2.9 TF2 $5.42 PayPal -
The Political Machine 2016 0.8 TF2 $1.48 PayPal -
The Talos Principle VR 2.4 TF2 $4.51 PayPal -
The Talos Principle 1.2 TF2 $2.3 PayPal -
The Walking Dead 0.5 TF2 $0.97 PayPal -
The Walking Dead: A New Frontier 1.2 TF2 $2.16 PayPal -
The Walking Dead: Season Two 0.6 TF2 $1.11 PayPal -
The Walking Dead: The Final Season 1.3 TF2 $2.37 PayPal -
The Witness 1.6 TF2 $2.97 PayPal -
The Wolf Among Us 1.5 TF2 $2.74 PayPal -
This War of Mine 0.4 TF2 $0.73 PayPal -
Tomb Raider 1.2 TF2 $2.28 PayPal -
Tooth and Tail 0.5 TF2 $0.92 PayPal -
Torchlight II 0.8 TF2 $1.45 PayPal -
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2020.11.30 09:03 Ashcat99 Character Deep-Dive: Tempest

This should be shorter given apparent lack of appearances, but it will also include a few key pieces from Ask Greg that fill in Tempests place a bit.
Comic Version: One of the first sidekicks, Garth was for a long time the only Aqualad (only YJ creating Kaldur took the mantle, even as Garth had moved on a decade or so before). His origin was much like Aquaman's at the time; an Atlantean who out of superstition over a physical feature is abandoned as a baby to die. In Aquaman's case; it was his blonde hair. In Aqualad's his purple eyes.
He became Tempest in a somewhat quick manner; he was the only one of the early sidekicks not to have taken on a different name by this point. The manner was Arion abducting Garth, training him in a magic dimension where he aged up a bit and learnt a wide range of magical knowledge from the Ancient Sorcerer. He then appeared as Tempest. But writers at the time still didn't really know what to do with him - in Aquaman books; he was always said to be busy with Titans, In Titans; he was always said to be busy with Atlantis.
Come Flashpoint, he was remade as a buff guy who focused his magic through purple eye lasers. He still had his magic of before; now learnt through the Atlantean sorcery school not connected to Arion.
Big Question: So Tempest's status is essentially established by the big change decided on for the series. Creating the character of Kaldur as their Aqualad, rather than using the traditional classic sidekick of Garth. Here is Greg's answer on the reason for this choice, but I can't deny I'm a little dubious to it. The idea of a unique origin and story potential, with Black Manta, kind of already exists within Garth. Its less well known, but Garth's uncle in the comics was a necromantic Atlantean sorcerer whom he had major concerns about living up to, Slizzath. Slizzath bore the same purple eyes and magic as he, and this was all something that Garth did not learn until much later in his career with Aquaman - after he became Tempest.
I'll talk about a few other meta elements that the choice creates later. Just wanted to get that big bit out of the way and point out a slight issue in it.
Set Up and Expectations: It doesn't take long before we see Garth, so these sections can essentially be combined. Kaldur being Aqualad raises the question of where is Garth. Either he exists somewhere, or Kaldur is this universes version of Garth.
If the former; as would be shown in Downtime, then the expectation was that he would become Tempest and join the Team (some thinking he would replace Aqualad, especially those buying into the Mole). The comments of Aqualad about there being a Conservatory of Sorcery in Denial, paved the way for Garth to be one such Sorcerer.
Actual Appearances: Season One: Chronologically in universe, Garth is first depicted in the comic "What's the Story", Kaldur telling his teammates his origin. This same story is told again in the show (and first chronologically out of universe) in Topo's art magic, depicting Garth and Kaldur standing up against Ocean Master, Orin offering the children the chance to be Aqualad. Garth declines, Kaldur accepts. Garth declined to continue his studies at the conservatory.
Now, I will note here. Pieced together from assorted comments and ages; Kaldur entered the Conservatory and met Tula and Garth at most 1 year before he became Aqualad, which led to his dropping out and the stagnation of his magical prowess. This is most important for Kaldur, but it does provide a bit on Garth; he has only just gotten into the Conservatory; he did not want to abandon the study of magic and Atlantis to go be a surface hero.
Now; we have Garth's actual first appearance. He is partaking in a sparring exercise with Tula; the only two students of Mera's class here. Garth is said to be the top student at the Conservatory; so this class is presumably the top class, being tutored directly by Mera. Garth while fine in form and technique, lacks the spontaneity and creativity for active combat magic. This comparison is drawn upon later; Kaldur learnt considerable active application of magic in combat situations with Aquaman where Garth learnt more advanced magic.
Seeing through Kaldur's infatuation and reason for being back instantly, Garth is quick to urge Tula to tell him that they are dating.
In a skirmish, Kaldur is cold to Garth, thinking his place to be protecting Tula. But Garth proves that his loyalty to his friend and the kingdom, heroism, are more important than staying with his girlfriend who is safely with the very capable Queen. Garth has issues in combat scenarios still; struggling with helmets or the concept of stealth takedowns of patrols. He is given a head your head in the game speech by Kaldur; and proceeds to act in his way. Extreme magical prowess.
He does not take an approach of learning the creativity and improvisation in the way Kaldur does; he proves his worth in the method that he stayed behind for several years studying for. This magic's capabilities protect them from the devastating explosion in the end. Saving Kaldur, the two reconcile and Kaldur accepts that his friends are dating.
What we Got: Season Two.: In the interim between Season One and Two, Garth had joined the Team. And left it. Specifically, he and Tula were the first members to join after Rocket. And he had left it at some point after February 2015, before December 2015 (S2 taking place early 2016). In February, the events of Legacy take place. Here, Tula dies. But it is not as simple as that for Garth. Tula was captured by Klarion who had taken the form of Garth in order to sneak up on her with raising concern, removing her opportunities to defend herself. He had earlier commented on possessing the storm powers that Marduk allegedly possessed and enabled him to defeat Tiamat. But it was not Garth to make this sacrifice, it was Tula.
These combined facts I think make it very clear why Garth would be devastated and off the Team. Not only was his girlfriend killed, she was fulfilling a duty he had already set himself up for, and his form was used to take her.
For the duration of S2, Tempest was said to have become the headmaster for the Conservatory of Sorcery, taking over from Mera. Mera having a 5 year old, Garth needing something to do apart from the Team, this makes sense. Garth had likely spent longer on the Team with Tula, than in the Conservatory (presuming that they left after joining the Team), so it would have had less of a connection to their time and her death than the school. It shows as well, his dedication to magical study; he's no longer just the top student, he's a capable teacher as Mera was.
He can still be called on to aid the Team and League of course; contributing in Endgame to the destruction of Reach devices.
What we Got: Season Three: Garths role in Season 3, while detached from the Team, was distinctly more front and centre. Here he is shown to have become the Ambassador to the UN representing Atlantis. In Season 1, Atlantis did not have representation as confirmed by Greg, so this firmly shows its progress as a recognised nation. He argues for Metahuman rights and the League's restrictions to be lifted, gaining counterarguements from detractors who point the League's co-leader being Atlantean. He isn't a bad politician, but Troia gets far more licks in with her words than he does.
He is also taken out quickly by dart during a staged assassination attempt, in what was not the greatest showing of his abilities.
Meta Perspectives: As previously said by Greg, the choice of Kaldur over Garth was one of the path not taken. Garth's history and changes through the show exemplify his path; he continues on with magic and Atlantis, becoming the Conservatory's headmaster and Atlantis' ambassador; while Kaldur very much continues his path as a surface hero, committing himself to an undercover operation that pits him as a traitor against his King, and then taking over as the Justice League's Aquaman. The parallel journeys stem from that initial choice of difference.
The discrimination for blonde hair and purple eyes in Atlantis has been removed from Orin and Garth's backstories; likely to focus Atlantis' discrimination towards fish-like Atlanteans such as Kaldur. Seeing Tempest be seen as a part of the privileged class, is very much a shift from comic portrayals.
More to Come?: I feel his role in the UN will retain importance. I do see potential in him being a representative for Crastinus rather than Poseidonis; should Atlantis be recognised as a continent with its independent kingdoms within, which could raise some points of conflict.
If Arion were explored, Tempest I would tend to expect to be involved. Although I mentioned Slizzath, I don't think this storyline would at all play out in YJ given the changes to Garth.
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2020.11.30 07:28 stabletone17 I believe the Great Meteor Seamount is Atlantis: Part 3 (Revenge of the Seamount?)

I believe the Great Meteor Seamount is Atlantis: Part 3 (Revenge of the Seamount?)
This is my third post on this topic in this subreddit, if you have a moment please check out my first posts: here, and here to see my initial argument. Sorry, it's going to be a long one, so grab a cup of tea!
After the really positive feedback from you folks on those posts I wanted to continue to develop the idea, as well as have a look and see if there was any wider consensus within the Atlantis community. I found a few researchers who had come up with very similar theories, namely an American Danny Wilten and a Dutch guy called Wim Zitman who both maintain that the Great Meteor Seamount (GMS) is a good location for Atlantis. Other than those two it seems to be an almost unheard of hypothesis compared to the many thousands of suggested Atlantis locations!
This last week the Atlantis bug has bitten so I've been digging around and I've found some cool new findings.


  1. Oronteus Finaeus World map of 1531
There exists a controversial map from 1531 created by a man named Oronce Fine (the map is after the latinised version of his name). It's most widely used by conspiracists and alternative historians as an example of lost knowledge in the same vein as the Piri Reis map, in that it supposedly shows an Antarctica uncovered by ice. Charles Hapgood was a proponent for this, and if you'd like to read up more there are plenty of articles around debunking it on the internet.

This isn't why the map is interesting, though. As Zitman points out in his research, there is a small island drawn directly opposite the straits of Gibraltar, roughly between the Canaries and the Azores. It's labelled as 'Vauni' I think, and as of yet I've been unable to find a translation or history of this name, but it does lie in almost the exact same position as the GMS. If you remember from my previous posts this is a latitude of 29°58', which is also the exact latitude of the Pyramids at Giza.

If you look at Europe and compare the lines of Latitude and Longitude you can see it's fairly accurate, I don't think the maker was deliberately trying to deceive anyone but probably using the standard method of incorporating many source maps into a larger and more attractive map that would sell well. Other than this Vauni island, the cartographer hasn't drawn any other 'fictional' islands, only the Azores, Canaries and the Caribbean to the West.

I don't want to make assumptions about what 'Vauni' is or was, and by itself it's just an old inaccurate map. But taken with all of the other evidence, such as the Guillaume Delisle map that situates an island called 'St. Brendan's' in the same location, you start to wonder if there was some source map that showed land in this area. Of course it could be possible that Delisle's map used the Finaeus map as a source, but they're named differently and different shapes
I haven't been able to find a translation or history of the word 'Vauni', or any mention of an island by that name on the internet. In fact, I'm not even sure it says Vauni. Google translate simply gives you 'Vaun' which isn't helpful... So if anyone out there wants to help me chase down that lead I would be grateful!

Oronteus Finaeus World map

Comparing the placements of the GMS and Canaries. The Azores are placed too far to the West on the Finaeus map but other than the maker does seem to be trying to be accurate.

A total of 60° between Giza and the GMS, the same as the angle of the Great Pyramid

2. Could the GMS ever have been above water?
The geological side of this mystery is definitely the most challenging part for me, as I have no background in Geology, and there doesn't seem to be any collated pieces of work that discuss whether seamounts rise or fall. It is however, the key to the mystery.
I don't really like to go down the route of 'what evidence can I manipulate to help fit the theory', but in this case it would be fantastic to find some processes that could explain the GMS rising and falling occasionally.
To reassure myself I look at the fact that land appears in this area on a few different maps, and that the S.S Jesmond reportedly found an island EXACTLY at the coordinates of the highest point of the GMS. These are multiple different sources, that wouldn't have known the GMS existed or that other people had placed an island here. At what point is it no longer a coincidence?
It's important to note that although the Seewarte Seamounts are labelled as extinct volcanoes on Wikipedia**,** it doesn't mean there isn't geothermal and plate activity in the area. It is obviously very close to the junction of the North American, European and African plates.
Scientist's best guess is that the sea level was 120m lower during the ice age, around 18,000 BC. The majority of the central plain is 300m below sea level, and the highest point is around 80m below sea level*. So even if the GMS never lifted, the drop of 120m during the Ice Age would be enough to reveal the mountain peak. That is, if we're taking Plato's 9800 BC at face value which I think we have to.*
Of course, we still need to explain that further 180m of sea level discrepancy. I'm still reading wordy geological papers in the hopes that a similar case study may come up. If there are any Geographers or Geologists reading this who may shed some light, please do get in touch.
One paper that has been very helpful is: https://pdfs.semanticscholar.org/8bf4/2ba7a668c6bef7d9788ef520b63bc78a319d.pdf?_ga=2.184789545.1469526541.1606716173-183325936.1606716173
"Other off-axis elevated structures, located in the study area, share similarities with the Azores platform. For instance, both the Great Meteor group and the Milne seamounts display smooth topography*. Some of these areas may have been subaerial at some times in the past. The shallowest parts of these structures correspond to elongated ridges comparable to the ridges associated with the islands in the Azores archipelago"*
I spent a while racking my brains here - why would smooth topography suggest a seamount had once been subaerial (out of the water)?
Then I read another paper that started mentioning these things called 'Paleo-shorelines'. Apparently geologists can look at underwater terracing in seamounts, or coastal areas to determine whether parts of land were once above the water.
The general theory is that rock that had always been underwater wouldn't be smooth, there simply aren't powerful enough forces to cause this. However, rock that has been attacked by waves, pebbles and sands CAN become smooth. So the fact that the GMS is smooth means it was definitely subaerial at some point.

Now the question is when?!

I'm going to try and contact the scholars that wrote that paper in the hopes they can help me out.

3. Mother Russia
More of a side story than anything, but it's interesting to note that in the 1970's a Russian research ship claimed to have photographed man made structures on the Ampere seamount. T
A report in the Soviet magazine, Znanie-Sila (“Knowledge Is Power”), told how “lighting equipment and special cameras were lowered to a depth of three-and-a-half meters [eleven-and-a-half feet] above the bottom of the seamount’s summit, after which the lights were switched on, and a series of photographs were taken using a simple, automatic device. Each series took about an hour to an hour-and-a-half to complete.”
Marakuyev was referring to a stonewall of cut and fitted blocks mostly covered by weeds and mud, part of its top sections protruding five feet above the silt layer. Comparative analysis determined that the un-obscured section was “slightly longer”—less than six feet—and thirty inches wide.
“On the first photograph,” observed Alexander Nesterenko, director of the Fleet Department of the Institute of Oceanography, “we can see this wall on the left side of the photograph. Stone blocks on the upper edge of the mass are clearly visible. Taking into account the foreshortening of the photograph and the height of the wall, it is curious to examine more closely the strip of vertical masonry.
“Although the lens was pointing almost vertically downwards, areas of masonry can be seen quite clearly. One can count five such areas, and if one takes into account the deformation of scale caused by the nearness of the lens to the object, one may suggest that the masonry blocks of the wall are about seventy-five centimeters [29.5 inches]. The masonry blocks are clearly visible on both sides of the wall. Seaweed is visible on all the photographs, thick, reddish brown in color …”
“Specialists who’ve looked at it,” added Andrei Aksyonov, deputy director of the Institute of Oceanography at the Soviet Academy of Sciences, “say it’s a typical wall from antiquity.”
“Other photographs revealed broad, smooth pavement-like areas, plus the tops of regularly spaced, stone steps suggesting a grand staircase. “On an area over which lava has flowed can be seen something that appears to descend by three steps. If one counts the upper and barely visible lower edges, in all we can see five steps. They are broken down, of course, and overgrown with glass-like sponges.”
He stated that the structures “once stood on the surface of land, above sea level*. I believe that the objects in the pictures once stood on the surface. The catastrophic earthquake in Lisbon, in 1755, caused a tidal wave and a flood that left part of the city forever beneath the sea. Something similar may have happened to an island of which the* Ampere Seamount would be the submarine remnant.”
These are the only copies of the photographs I can find:
Judge for yourself.. they don't look like much to me

4. Carl Munck
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=piY7nK5Zj68
Carl is a retired US military chap who claims the location of Atlantis was encoded into the pyramids at Palenque. He comes to the conclusion that the 59 steps of the pyramid of the masks correspond to 59° West of Giza. I'm not too sure myself, but he does seem like an interesting guy.

5. Aztlan, Atlan, Atlantica... Atlantis?
The 'Atl' prefix seems to be such a curious case. We're told that the term 'Atlantis' is a translation made my Solon, a Hellenised version of whatever the Egyptians called Atlantis. However, there is an Egyptian Pharaoh named Atlanersa, so the collection of letters 'Atlan' is clearly in the Egyptian language. Was Atlantis really such a greek concoction? Did the Egyptian word for the same island differ so much?

My guess would be no. Whatever the Egyptians called Atlantis, it was probably very similar.. perhaps just Atlan or Atlantika. Solon himself was supposedly writing a poem 'Atlantica' before he died, something which is rarely mentioned by Atlantis scholars. The Aztecs claimed to have originated from an island.... called 'Aztlan'. The Basques say they came from 'Atlaintika'. If you read my previous posts you'll remember the Indian myths of the 'white island' Atala in the far west. Perhaps even the Celtic druids were referencing Atlan with the word 'Avalon'.. not a far stretch to Atalon.

How much of this is coincidence? One occurrence, perhaps. You might argue that the Basque borrowed Atlaintika from elsewhere in Europe, despite being an ancient and isolated people themselves. But South America, India?!

The combination of Atlan and Ka in Atlantika is also interesting, due to the importance of the 'ka' in Egyptian afterlife stories. The ka survived the death of the body and could reside in a picture or statue of a person. Were the Egyptians referring to 'ka' of the island of Atlan?

It's all getting pretty far fetched now admittedly, so I'll try and get back to reality. I think regardless, if we want to give Atlantis a more accurate name for it would just be Atlan.

  1. Ogygia
I would just like to briefly mention the island of Ogygia, famously featuring in Homer's Odyssey. I never really paid it much attention, but the way it's described is uncannily similar to Atlantis.
Not only that but of the many great Greek flood myths, there is one named the Ogygian flood. "The name Ogyges and Ogygian is synonymous with "primeval", "primal" and "earliest dawn". In many traditions the Ogygian flood is said to have covered the whole world and was so devastating that Attica remained without kings until the reign of Cecrops."
Plato argued in Laws, Book 3 that the Ogygian flood had occurred ten thousand years before his time, (10,000BC give or take) "as opposed to only "one or two thousand years that have elapsed" since the discovery of music, and other inventions."
This was a completely separate account than the Timaeus and Critias where he also dates the great flood around 9800 BC.
Strabo himself argued that Ogygia was an island in the Atlantic, quoting the Odyssey itself by saying "In the island of Ogygia, where is the navel of the sea, where the daughter of Atlas lives" and "Far apart we live in the wash of the waves, the farthermost of men, and no other mortals are conversant with us".
I think it's important to link back references to these 'primeval' islands because the more mentions we have that aren't just Plato, the more easily we can transport ourselves back through time to see what the Ancient Greeks and Egyptians really knew.. and whether they thought an inhabited island once existed in the Atlantic ocean.


Well, that's it folks.. I think for me personally the first two points are the most exciting. Finding out that the GMS was definitely once above sea level makes this hypothesis a strong contender. Also finding another old map that shows an island in the same location as the GMS becomes a killer piece of evidence when combined with Kircher and Delisle's maps.

if people would like to discuss things further feel free to PM me, or we can talk in the comments.
Equally, you're welcome to laugh at the fact that I think Atlantis existed.. I could be, and probably am, completely wasting my time here.. but at least I'm not down the pub.
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2020.11.30 06:06 tyvokka101 Detailed Timeline and Age of Beth Harmon in The Queen’s Gambit Show

Hey, I wanted to make a detailed timeline for Beth Hamon’s age in the show to help with any confusion. I loved the show so much, but at times I was a bit lost as to the exact timeline and Beth’s age during some important milestones. I know it’s not particularly important, and the show is absolute phenomenal regardless. I just thought it might help with any confusion. Hopefully this post can help, and if there’s anything I missed please let me know. I’ll also point out any inconsistencies at the end. The inconsistencies are small, and do not take away from the fact that this is an absolutely amazing series. Please note that any timestamps are approximate times, and not quite exact. This is a very long post, so bear with me (there’ll be a TL;DR of her age at key milestones at the end). Warning, spoilers ahead!
In the first episode, Beth is 9 years old when she reaches the Methuen orphanage. This is stated in the episode description. This can also be confirmed when she played Mr. Shaibel and beat him. In Ep 1 at 34:20, she confirms that she is 9 years old and that she turns 10 in November. This is extremely important, as we now know that her birthday is in November (this is essential in determining her age the rest of the series).
Fast forward to the second episode, and we now have Beth grown up. At the time of her adoption at 4:28 in Ep 2, we know that Beth supposedly “turned 13 last month”, but in actuality is already 15, as she was about to point out until she realized the Headmistress was lying to make her seem more valuable. This means that Beth spent about 6 years at the orphanage. Now, this is an important time to know exactly how old she is. We know for certain that she’s fifteen when she’s first adopted. There’s evidence to support that at the time of adoption, it was before her birthday in November, meaning she would be turning 16 by the end of that year (which is confirmed to be 1963). This explanation combines elements from Ep 2 and from the first half of Ep 3 as well, so it’s a bit of a longer explanation.
In Ep 2, at 24:42 approximately, there are magazines that show JFK on the cover. JFK died in November of 1963, meaning it’s safe to assume that it isn’t November yet. To add on, one of the magazines specifically references his speech in Berlin on June 26. Now, this could be an older magazine, but so far, the evidence would support that it isn’t November yet, as JFK seems to be alive. In Ep 2 at 25:09, Beth looks through the chess magazine and sees a section entitled “Coming events in the US and Canada”. Most of these tournaments have their dates for 1963 somewhere in September or in October, continuing to add evidence that at this point in time we are in 1963, but before November. We know the Kentucky tournament specifically takes place on October 20-22 in 1963 as shown in the magazine in Ep 2 at 27:09. At the end of Ep 2, just after Beth won the Kentucky tournament, Alma mentions the Cincinnati tournament. We know it’s right after Beth won the Kentucky tournament on Oct 22, 1963. This is also confirmed in Ep 3 at 1:30, where it says “Cincinnati, 1963”. We are not sure whether Beth’s birthday has passed, so she is either still 15 or just turned 16 during the Cincinnati tournament. This is important to know because we now lay the foundation that Beth Harmon is 15 in 1963 at the Kentucky tournament, but by the end of 1963 she will have turned 16. As well, we know she plays in Pittsburgh after Ohio from Ep 3 at 10:40 when Alma mentions the article about her winning it on the plane. It is also stated that over the holidays, Beth plays in Houston before 1963 ends, which is mentioned at 11:20 in Ep 3 when Alma mentions it to Beth.
The next part of Ep 3, after Beth’s interview and her wins in Cincinnati, Pittsburgh, and Houston, is shown using a montage. We’re not exactly sure how much time is passing, but we see Beth becoming more popular, getting nicer clothes, and having more money. Our next piece of information for the timeline is when Beth is invited by Margaret to the Apple Pi party. At the party in Ep 3 at 20:48, the song being featured is “You’re the One”, by Petula Clark, but sang by the Vogues. This song came out in 1965, which suggests that at least a year (all of 1964) has passed. So, because Beth is 16 by the end of 1963, she would be 17 by the end of 1964. This means that in 1965, at the time of the Apple Pi Party, Beth is either 17, or has already turned 18. We are unsure of her exact age as we do not know whether or not the party takes place before her birthday in 1965.
The next timeline piece we get is in Las Vegas at the US open. In Ep 3 at 22:54, it states that Las Vegas is in 1966, though we’re not quite sure exactly when in 1966 it takes place (yet). Since Beth would have turned 18 by the end of 1965, we know that she is either 18 or 19 in Vegas, dependent on whether her birthday in November has passed. Now, there is evidence to support the fact that the Vegas US open takes place before November, and even before the summer of 1966. First, we know that Beth graduates after the US open takes place. We see this at 8:10 in Ep 4, meaning that Beth graduated in June, and so the Vegas US open was before that. As a result, Beth is 18 in the Vegas US open. We also get a layout of her plans in the coming year or so after graduation. In Ep 4 at 9:15, Beth mentions Mexico City is 2 weeks after her grad, and that her next major competitions will be the US Championships and Remy-Vallon in Paris (She did not mention at this time when exactly the US championships or the Paris tournament would be, but it’ll be talked about a bit further down in this post). This is also confirmed in Ep 4 at 11:29, where it says “Mexico City, 1966”. This would mean that Mexico City takes place most likely in early July of 1966, meaning Beth is 18 when she plays here.
After Mexico City and Alma’s death, Beth returns home and ends up being called by Harry Beltik. Harry mentions in Ep. 5 at 3:11 while calling Beth that he’s in Lexington for the summer. This would further support the fact that Mexico City was in early July of 1966, and that the Vegas US open was earlier on in 1966. This is also further shown when Beltik mentions in Ep 5 at 15:43 that he’ll be back in his apartment and will begin to take classes again, continuing to support that Harry and Beth were together during the summer and perhaps just the beginning of school in 1966, where Beth was 18 years old. As an extra piece of info, Beth’s Chess Magazine review she’s reading and just bought in Ep 5 at 23:40 states that it’s the August edition on the cover, continuing to show the timeline of their fling.
Our next piece in the timeline is in Ep. 5 at 27:45 where it says “Ohio, US Championship, 1967”. This would be the US championship that was mentioned by Beth before leaving to Mexico, and we can see that there was a flash forward in time as it takes place in 1967. Since we know Beth will have turned 19 by the end of 1966 (read paragraphs above for reasoning), Beth is either 19 or 20 at the US championship in Ohio, again dependent on whether her birthday has passed that year. Here we are a bit unsure, but we can conclude it is close to her birthday. The main reason for this is that in Ep 5 at 43:46, when Beth and Benny are drinking after Beth just beat him in the US Championship, Beth states that the Paris Tournament is in 5 weeks. Beth also mentions in Ep 5 at 42:04 that “it’s pretty cold in Paris that time of year”. We can then assume that it’s around or during winter somewhere between Oct-Dec in Paris in 1967, meaning the Ohio US Championship would be in September-Oct. The only other small piece of information potentially saying when the US Championship was is in Ep 6 at 35:02. When Beth returns home from Paris, she receives a call and answers it. Right next to her is a calendar that is still in the August month of 1967. It is possible that Beth left in late August or early September to attend the Ohio US Championship in 1967, and then headed to New York with Benny and then onwards to Paris. This could explain why the calendar was left in August, as we know that Beth did not return immediately home after the Ohio US Championship. If this is correct, it would mean the US Championship in Ohio is around early September of 1967, which would place the Paris tournament in mid-to-late October of 1967, meaning Beth would be 19 in both of them. This, however, is not hard enough evidence to cement this theory. As a result, it is better to just leave it open as we do not know exactly when the US Championship in Ohio or the Paris tournament were.
Paris was confirmed to be in 1967 in the opening sequence Ep 1 at 1:00. Paris is once again confirmed in Ep 6 at 19:34 that it is in 1967. We do not know when exactly Beth’s birthday is in November, nor do we know the exact dates of the US Championship in Ohio and the Paris Tournament. Beth would be officially either 19 or 20 in both the US Championships and the Paris Tournament, depending on when in 1967 they take place. Benny also mentions that the US winner gets invited to Moscow, though we don’t know when Moscow takes place (yet).
Regardless, we know that Beth was in New York with Benny between Ohio and Paris in 1967, meaning that Beth was either 19 or 20 when she was with Benny (possibly was 19 then turned 20). As a fun fact, we know Benny’s age outright. Beth mentions in Ep. 3 at 33:17 that Benny was 8 years old in 1948, meaning he was born in either 1939 or 1940 (depending on if his birthday passed). Regardless, this means that we can track his age with Beth’s. In 1966 at the Vegas US open, Benny is 26-27, whereas Beth is 18 and has not yet turned 19. And when Beth is with Benny in New York, Beth is 19-20 and Benny is roughly 27-28.
After Beth buys the house from Alston, she begins to revamp the house and cleans everything. She also gets a letter from the Christian Crusade, offering financial support for her when she goes to Moscow. We are unaware how much time passes, and when exactly Moscow is (as of right now, that is). Beth also mentions in Ep 6 at 42:57 that she has a tournament in San Francisco at some point, but we don’t know exactly when.
We do however know that enough time passed that it is now 1968 during Beth’s drinking binge. This is seen in Ep 6 at 51:51 on the banner for the Kentucky State Championship. It is unlikely that so much time has passed that it is late in 1968, so we can probably assume Beth is 20 here when she meets Harry at the Kentucky Championship again. It is stated that Beth was supposed to attend the championship (It is not confirmed in the show if she was to play in it, or simply there to spectate. Annette Packer mentions that she’ll see her inside, and the administrator, Ed, just mentions that play starts in a few minutes in Ep 6 at 53:40, not that Beth in particular will be playing. Though, it could easily be insinuated that she was supposed to). We just know that Beth walks away.
Sometime, presumably shortly after, Jolene visits Beth to let her know that Mr. Shaibel died. It is during this time we actually get a rough estimate as to the date of the Moscow Tournament. In Ep 7 at 4:40, Beth talks to Jolene the night before Mr. Shaibel’s funeral. We know that it is 1968, but we are unaware of when exactly in 1968 this happens. Beth, however, mentions to Jolene that she is supposed to go to Moscow at the end of the year, meaning Moscow is most likely played in Nov-Dec of 1968. We have no real information as to A) when the Kentucky state championship was in 1968, B) when and how long Beth’s drinking binge lasted and C) how much time passed between Jolene giving the money and Moscow.
Finally, Beth arrives in Moscow, which is confirmed to be in 1968 in Ep 7 at 26:22, when it says “Moscow, 1968”. We are unsure the exact date of the tournament, but Beth mentioned previously that it was at the end of the year. Cold temperatures are shown throughout Moscow (people dressed up, car gas being visible, leaves have fallen off trees entirely etc.). This would most likely mean that Beth is in Moscow around Nov-Dec of 1968. Beth is either 20 or 21 during the Moscow Tournament. This is also supported in Ep 7 at 40:40 when Luchenko asks Beth how old she is, and Beth responds by saying: “I’m twenty- “, but she is cut off by Luchenko. She most likely was going to say something other than 20, and given that she should either be 20 or 21, she most likely is 21 at this point in the Moscow Tournament.
If you read all this, thank you so much! I just wanted to hopefully shed a little light on the timeline for Beth Harmon, since I love her character so much. In the next section I talk about the inconsistencies I noticed, but these are extremely small, and is not meant to degrade the show’s quality. The show is absolutely amazing.
Inconsistencies:
There were a few inconsistencies as far as the timeline goes in the show. The first one comes in Ep 3 at 14:36 when Beth is doing the interview after her wins in Kentucky, Cincinnati, Pittsburgh and Houston. Beth mentions that Mr. Shaibel taught her when she was 8 years old, when we know that Beth is 9 when she first arrives at the orphanage. This is rather small, and it could have just been Beth forgetting exactly when she learned.
Another inconsistency in the timeline was when Harry Beltik reunites with Beth for the summer in 1966. In Ep 5 at 4:16, Harry asks Beth: “What happened to that gawky kid who kicked my ass 5 years ago?”. Now, this would be an error as we know that Harry and Beth are together during the summer of 1966, and the Kentucky championship was in October of 1963. It had only been 3 years since it happened. This was most likely a writing error. In another post someone pointed out that in the book Beth was 13 when she beat Beltik in the Kentucky championship and that’s why he says it’s been 5 years (as a writing error), but I cannot confirm this. Regardless, in the show this is an error, as Beth was 15 when she beat Beltik and is only 18 when she and Harry reunite.
This inconsistency with Harry was found again when in Ep 5 at 7:44, Beth says to Harry: “You know, you’re not the same person 5 years ago either”. Again, this was most likely a writing error, as it would have only been 3 years since they played each other in the show (cannot comment about the book).
The final inconsistency I noticed was the Venus song by Shocking Blue in Ep 6 at 47:22. Obviously it was an amazing scene, but as some have pointed out, the song was issued in 1969, which means it would not be possible for her to have listened to it since we know that Moscow, the final piece of the timeline, takes place in 1968. Again, it’s an amazing scene though.
Conclusion:
Thanks for reading all this. It’s an incredible show and I was hoping to just help fill in the timeline clarification or for those just curious. All these pieces come together to help visualize the timeline for Beth. Again, by no means do the inconsistencies make the show bad in any way. The show is one of my all-time favorites, and it is one of the most well-made shows I’ve ever seen (I’ve watched a lot of TV)! If I missed anything, please let me know!
TL;DR:
Beth is 9 when she arrives at the orphanage. Beth gets adopted at 15 in 1963. She is 15 during the Kentucky Championship in 1963, and is either 15 or 16 at the Cincinnati tournament in 1963. By the end of 1963, however, she is 16. Beth is 17 or 18 when she gets invited to the Apple Pi party. Beth is 18 at the Vegas US open. Beth is 18 when she graduates, goes to Mexico City, and when she is with Harry in 1966. Beth is 19 or just turned 20 when she wins the Ohio US championship, stays with Benny, and goes to Paris in 1967. Beth is 20 by the end of her drinking binge in 1968, and when she goes to Mr. Shaibel’s funeral. At the end of the series, Beth is 21 in Moscow.
Edit #1: People mentioned her birthday was shown in the file to be Nov 2, 1948 from Ep 1 at 4:22. That was mb for missing it, but it does raise into question if that itself is an inconsistency. If that’s her true DoB, Beth would have been only 14 when she was adopted and when she played the Kentucky Championship. She would essentially be 1 year younger at every point than in the timeline I gave. It would seem to make more sense if her bday was Nov. 2, 1947 instead, since this would make her 15 at the Kentucky championship and would line up a bit better with a couple other milestones. It’s also possible that that the record was inaccurate, since records back then weren’t exactly “extremely accurate”. We also know that her mom was not quite sane, and was on the move a lot. She seemed to keep Beth isolated, so it’s also entirely possible her mom gave Beth an inaccurate DoB. That being said, it does say her Bday is Nov 2, 1948!
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2020.11.30 05:27 CaspianX2 Full list of upcoming games on the Nintendo Switch (US) (Updated 11/29/2020)

Console exclusives (games that are also on PC and/or mobile, but not on other consoles) in Italics. Nintendo exclusives (games that are only on Nintendo platforms) in bold.
For those looking at this list and not sure what's likely to be noteworthy, I have compiled a page for noteworthy releases in December. Please give them a look if you want to see what games are likely to be some of December's highlights!
As for the full list of upcoming games, here you go:
Games Release date Date confirmed by?
Death Crown November 2020 Official Trailer
Ruggero Deodato's Cannibal November 2020 Official Website
Chronos: Before the Ashes 12/1/20 Official Twitter Post
Empire of Sin 12/1/20 Nintendo.com
Sam & Max Save the World 12/1/20 Nintendo.com
Shiren the Wanderer: The Tower of Fortune and the Dice of Fate 12/2/20 Nintendo.com
Absolute Drift 12/3/20 Nintendo.com
Baila Latino 12/3/20 Nintendo.com
Biz Builder Delux 12/3/20 Nintendo.com
Cybxus Hearts 12/3/20 Nintendo.com
Death Tales 12/3/20 Nintendo.com
Dog Gone Golfing 12/3/20 Nintendo.com
Fault - Milestone Two Side: Above 12/3/20 Nintendo.com
Gunpig: Firepower For Hire 12/3/20 Nintendo.com
Immortals Fenyx Rising 12/3/20 Nintendo.com
Liberated: Enhanced Edition 12/3/20 Nintendo.com
Morbid: The Seven Acolytes 12/3/20 Nintendo.com
Oniria Crimes 12/3/20 Nintendo.com
Outbreak: The New Nightmare 12/3/20 Nintendo.com
Phogs! 12/3/20 Nintendo.com
Pretty Princess Party 12/3/20 Nintendo.com
Quiplash 2 InterLASHional: The Say Anything Party Game! 12/3/20 Nintendo.com
Renzo Racer 12/3/20 Nintendo.com
Taiko No Tatsujin: Rhythmic Adventure Pack 12/3/20 Nintendo.com
Wildfire 12/3/20 Nintendo.com
Commandos 2 HD Remaster 12/4/20 Nintendo.com
Fire Emblem: Shadow Dragon & The Blade of Light 12/4/20 Nintendo.com
Fitness Boxing 2: Rhythm & Exercise 12/4/20 Nintendo.com
Futoshiki Math 12/4/20 Nintendo.com
John Wick Hex 12/4/20 Nintendo.com
Nine Witches: Family Disruption 12/4/20 Nintendo.com
Paw Paw Paw 12/4/20 Nintendo.com
Steampunk Tower 2 12/4/20 Nintendo.com
Super Space Serpent Secondary Edition 12/4/20 Nintendo.com
Drawn to Life Two Realms 12/7/20 Official Trailer
Lofi Ping Pong 12/8/20 Nintendo.com
Monster Sanctuary 12/8/20 Nintendo.com
Puyo Puyo Tetris 2 12/8/20 Nintendo.com
I, AI 12/8/20 Nintendo.com
Accidental Queens Collection 12/10/20 Nintendo.com
Alt-Frequencies 12/10/20 Nintendo.com
Evolution Board Game 12/10/20 Nintendo.com
OctaFight 12/10/20 Nintendo.com
Autumn's Journey 12/11/20 Nintendo.com
Warplanes: WW1 Sky Aces 12/11/20 Nintendo.com
Jigsaw Fun: Piece It Together! 12/14/20 Nintendo.com
Boot Hill Heroes 12/15/20 Nintendo.com
Collection of SaGa Final Fantasy Legend 12/15/20 Nintendo.com
Dark Grim Mariupolis 12/15/20 Nintendo.com
密室のサクリファイス/Abyss of the Sacrifice 12/17/20 Nintendo.com
Defentron 12/17/20 Nintendo.com
Gems of Magic: Lost Family 12/17/20 Nintendo.com
Unto the End 12/17/20 Nintendo.com
Yum Yum Line 12/17/20 Nintendo.com
Shikaku Shapes 12/18/20 Nintendo.com
Smart Moves 12/21/20 Nintendo.com
Traffix 12/21/20 Nintendo.com
Landflix Odyssey 12/22/20 Nintendo.com
Kolumno 12/24/20 Nintendo.com
Bit.Trip Beat 12/25/20 Nintendo.com
Bit.Trip Core 12/25/20 Nintendo.com
Bit.Trip Fate 12/25/20 Nintendo.com
Bit.Trip Flux 12/25/20 Nintendo.com
Bit.Trip Runner 12/25/20 Nintendo.com
Candy 2048 Challenge 12/25/20 Nintendo.com
Dungeonoid 12/25/20 Nintendo.com
Match Three: Pirates! Heir to Davy Jones 12/25/20 Nintendo.com
Cube Life: Survival 12/26/20 Nintendo.com
Door Kickers 12/26/20 Nintendo.com
DungeonTop 12/26/20 Nintendo.com
Override 2: Super Mech League December 2020 Official Trailer
Cyanide and Happiness: Freakpocalypse: Part 1 (Timed Console Exclusive) Fall 2020 Nintendo.com
Cyber Shadow Fall 2020 Official Website
Eldest Souls (Timed Console Exclusive) Fall 2020 Nintendo.com
Grindstone Fall 2020 Nintendo.com
PixelJunk Eden 2 Fall 2020 Nintendo.com
Skyforge Fall 2020 Official Trailer
Toy Soldiers HD Autumn 2020 Official Website
Wingspan Autumn 2020 Nintendo.com
Alchemic Cutie Q4 2020 Official Website
Alter Cosmos Q4 2020 Official Website
Circadian City Q4 2020 Announce Trailer
Counter Terrorist Agency Q4 2020 Official Website
Defense Corp Q4 2020 Developer Comment on Reddit
Ever Forward Q4 2020 Official Website
Metal Revolution Q4 2020 Official Announcement on New Game+ Expo Live Stream (via Gematsu)
Train Mechanic Simulator Q4 2020 Official Website
Golden Force Last Quarter 2020 Official Trailer
B.Ark (Timed Exclusive) Late 2020 Nintendo.com
Beach Buggy Racing 2 Late 2020 Official Website
Dicey Dungeons Late 2020 Nintendo.com
Hoa Late 2020 Wholesome Direct 5-26-2020
Quantum League Late 2020 Nintendo.com
Signs of the Sojourner Late 2020 Official Trailer
World of Horror Late 2020 Official Twitter Post
Dangerous Driving 2 Holiday 2020 Official Website
King of Seas Holiday 2020 Official Trailer
Scott Pilgrim Vs. The World: The Game Complete Edition Holiday 2020 Official Twitter Post
Aground 2020 Official Website
Astrodogs 2020 Developer post on Reddit
Black Book 2020 Official Trailer
Bladed Fury 2020 Official Twitter Post
Boyfriend Dungeon 2020 Nintendo.com
Car Mechanic Flipper 2020 Official Website
Collapsus 2020 Official Website
Conarium 2020 Official Trailer
DARQ: Complete Edition 2020 Official Trailer
Dawnthorn 2020 Official Twitter Post
Devil's Hunt 2020 Official Twitter Post
Eastward 2020 Nintendo.com
Electrix 2020 Official Website
Farm & Fix 2020 2020 Official Website
Farm Manager 2018 2020 Official Website
Flipper Mechanic 2020 Official Website
Gearshifters 2020 Official Website
God Fire 2020 QubicGames 2020 Direct
Good Night Knight 2020 QubicGames 2020 Direct
Hazel Sky 2020 Official Trailer
Heaven's Vault 2020 Official Twitter Post
Hellpoint 2020 Official Twitter Post
Hero: Flood Rescue 2020 Official Website
Hindsight 20/20 2020 Announce Trailer
Kingpin: Reloaded 2020 Official Trailer
Littlewood 2020 Official Twitter Page
Lords of Exile 2020 Official Website/Official Trailer
Mail Mole 2020 Official Trailer
Maneater 2020 Official Twitter Post
Moon Village 2020 Official Website
Mushrooms: Forest Walker 2020 Official Website
N1RV Ann-A 2020 Announce Trailer
Nyx: The Awakening 2020 Official Reveal Teaser/Official Website
Olija 2020 Official Twitter Post
Olympic Games Tokyo 2020 - The Official Videogame 2020 Official Website
P.U.G.S. Agents 2020 Official Website
Pillars of Eternity II: Deadfire 2020 Interview With Developer
Plastic Rebellion 2020 Official Website
Poker Club 4K 2020 Official Trailer
Real Boxing 2 2020 QubicGames 2020 Direct
Samurai Gunn 2 2020 Nintendo.com
Spin Rhythm XD 2020 Announce Trailer
The Good Life 2020 Nintendo.com
This Is Pool 2020 Official Website
This Is Snooker 2020 Official Website
Those Who Remain 2020 Official Twitter Page
Tohu 2020 Official Trailer
Trigger Witch 2020 Kinda Funny Games E3 Showcase
Unheard 2020 Official Twitter Post
Unlucky Seven 2020 Official Website
Zengeon 2020 Official Trailer
Purrtato Tail: By the Light of the Elderstar 2020 "or when it's done" Official Fact Sheet
House Designer 2020/2021 Official Website
Ring of Life: Survive in Proxima 2020/2021 Official Website
Hitori Logic 1/1/21 Nintendo.com
Iris.Fall 1/7/21 Nintendo.com
Life of Fly 1/14/21 Nintendo.com
Ghostanoid 1/21/21 Nintendo.com
Gal*Gun Returns 1/28/21 Official Trailer
Märchen Forest 1/28/21 Official Press Release (via Gamasutra.com)
Atelier Ryza 2: Lost Legends & The Secret Fairy 1/29/21 Official Twitter Post (Koei Tecmo Europe)
Gods Will Fall 1/29/21 Official Trailer
Re:Zero – The Prophecy of the Throne 1/29/21 Official Trailer
Little Nightmares II 2/1/21 Official Twitter Post
Super Mario 3D World + Bowser's Fury 2/12/21 Nintendo.com
Fallen Legion: Revenants 2/16/21 Official Trailer
Wings of Darkness 2/25/21 Official Press Release (via Gamasutra.com)
Wrath: Aeon of Ruin 2/25/21 Official Website
Bravely Default II 2/26/21 Nintendo.com
RetroMania Wrestling 2/26/21 Official Trailer
Harvest Moon: One World 3/5/21 (European Release Date) Nintendo.co.uk
Story of Seasons: Pioneers of Olive Town 3/23/21 Nintendo.com
Balan Wonderworld 3/26/21 Official Twitter Post
Monster Hunter Rise 3/26/21 Nintendo.com
Turrican Anthology Vol. 1 February/March 2021 Official Website
Turrican Anthology Vol. 2 February/March 2021 Official Website
King's Bounty II March 2021 Official Trailer
Sky: Children of the Light "A few months into 2021" Official Website
Blue Fire (Timed Exclusive) Q1 2021 Nintendo.com
Haven Q1 2021 Official Website
House Secrets: The Beginning Q1 2021 Official Website
Lord Winklebottom Investigates Q1 2021 Official Website
Pet Clinic - Cats & Dogs Q1 2021 Official Website
Root Film Q1 2021 Official Press Release (via Gamasutra.com)
Thomas Was Alone Q1 2021 Official Twitter Post
Wonder Boy: Asha in Monster World Q1 2021 Official Gamescom Trailer (via IGN)
Turrican Collector's Edition April/May 2021 Official Website
Georifters 6/24/21 Nintendo.com
Big Rumble Boxing: Creed Champions Spring 2021 Nintendo.com
Doctor Who: The Edge of Reality Spring 2021 Official Twitter Post
Doctor Who: The Lonely Assassin Spring 2021 Official Twitter Post
Lego Star Wars: The Skywalker Saga Spring 2021 Official Trailer
R-Type Final 2 Spring 2021 Official Twitter Post
Shin Megami Tensei III: Nocturne HD Remaster Spring 2021 Nintendo Direct Mini 7-20-20 Partner Showcase
Surviving the Aftermath Spring 2021 Nintendo.com
Turnip Boy Commits Tax Evasion Spring 2021 Official Trailer
Foreclosed Q2 2021 Developer Interview
Code: Realize ~Wintertide Miracles~ (Multiple Versions) Early 2021 Official Twitter Post
Cris Tales Early 2021 Official Website
Poison Control Early 2021 Official Trailer
Ruined King: A League of Legends Story Early 2021 Nintendo.com
Subnautica Early 2021 Nintendo.com
Subnautica: Below Zero Early 2021 Nintendo.com
Disgaea 6: Defiance of Destiny (Nintendo Switch Exclusive in US) Summer 2021 Nintendo.com
Griftlands: Nintendo Switch Edition Summer 2021 Nintendo Direct Mini Partner Showcase October 2020
Monster Hunter Stories 2: Wings of Ruin Summer 2021 Nintendo.com
NEO: The World Ends With You Summer 2021 Official Trailer
Ys IX: Monstrum Nox Summer 2021 Official Trailer
Party Crasher Simulator Second Half of 2021 Official Press Release
The Lord of the Rings: Gollum Late 2021 Gamescom 2020 presentation (via Dailyradar)
Aeon Must Die 2021 Official Trailer
Apex Legends 2021 Official Website
Artifact Hunter 2021 Official Website
Axiom Verge 2 2021 Official Website
Azur Lane: Crosswave Sails the Seas 2021 Official Twitter Post
Backbone 2021 Official Website
Bear and Breakfast (Timed console exclusive) 2021 Nintendo.com
Card Shark 2021 Nintendo.com
Clive 'N' Wrench 2021 Official Trailer
Digimon Survive 2021 Anime Expo panel (relayed by NintendoEverything.com)/Official Twitter Post
Dordogne 2021 Official Trailer
Dual Gear 2021 Official Trailer
Earth Defense Force: World Brothers 2021 Official Trailer (Gamespot Exclusive)
Gamedec 2021 Official Trailer (Gamescom 2020)
Garden Story 2021 Nintendo.com
Graven 2021 Official Trailer
Greak: Memories of Azur 2021 Official Trailer/Official Trailer
Hatch Tales (Formerly Chicken Wiggle Workshop) 2021 Official Website
Hazelnut Bastille 2021 Official Twitter Post
Lenin - The Lion 2021 Official Trailer
Lost in Random 2021 Official Press Release
Lost Words 2021 Official Twitter Post
Mineko's Night Market 2021 Nintendo.com
Necrobarista 2021 Official Twitter Page
No More Heroes 3 2021 Nintendo.com/Official Twitter Post
Phantom Breaker Omnia 2021 Official Trailer (via IGN)
Port Royale 4 2021 Official Twitter Post
Rogue Lords 2021 Official Trailer
Rune Factory 5 2021 Nintendo.com
Sail Forth 2021 Official Twitter Account
Serial Cleaners 2021 Official Trailer
She Dreams Elsewhere 2021 Nintendo.com
Shin Megami Tensei V 2021 Nintendo Direct Mini 7-20-20 Partner Showcase
Skatebird 2021 Indie World Showcase 12.10.2019/Official Statement on Kickstarter.com
Starbase Startopia 2021 Official Twitter Post
Saviors of Sapphire Wings/Stranger of Sword City Revisited 2021 Official Trailer
Summer at the Edge of the Universe 2021 Official Twitter Post
The Game of Life 2 2021 Official Trailer
The Legend of Bum-bo 2021 Official Twitter Post
Tormented Souls 2021 Official Trailer
Trails of Cold Steel IV 2021 Official Trailer
Vampire: The Masquerade - Swansong 2021 Official Trailer
Warhammer Age of Sigmar: Storm Ground 2021 Official Trailer (via IGN - Gamescom 2020)
Where Cards Fall 2021 Official Trailer
XIII 2021 Official Twitter Post
Narco Tycoon First Half of 2022 Official Press Release (via Gamasutra)
Sea of Stars 2022 Official Trailer/Official Trailer
(Note: TBA Dates and Missed Release Dates in comments)
I miss anything? Mis-marked exclusivity? Have an official source with updated info? Let me know!
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2020.11.30 05:25 CaspianX2 December 2020 Noteworthy Releases on Switch

I occasionally see people respond to my weekly Upcoming Releases posts with comments like “it's just a buncha' shovelware”, and I don't think people realize the potential in some of the games they're dismissing. And especially with Nintendo stepping back from their regular Nintendo Directs, I think there's likely to be a fair number of Switch players asking themselves, “so now what?”
Because of this, before we jump into the next month, I'm going through the list of upcoming games for that month that we know about, and highlighting the ones that have a strong chance of being worth paying attention to, as well as a brief snippet about the game explaining why it's worth watching.
I will specifically only be highlighting games that have a reasonably strong pedigree, or that are otherwise particularly noteworthy in some way beyond “this looks good, it could be interesting...”. This means that I'll likely be mentioning a lot of ports, as it's easier to know a game will likely be good if it was already good on another platform (I'm including games that scored 75 or higher on Metacritic on other platforms, 80% positive or higher on Steam, and/or 4 or higher rating on Google Play store). I'll also mention games whose developer has a decent track record for producing quality.
Oh, and before getting into the games, I should note that this is just the list we have available right now – there are likely to be new games announced after this list comes out, as well as games on this list that get delayed. Also, I should note that this is not a list of the only games worth getting on the Switch this month – just the ones that I feel can be backed up with more than just “feels” given what we know now. And of course, since these games aren't released yet, I obviously can't know they're good, they just look promising.
As with the last few months' lists, I'm continuing the use of “Buzz Picks” to indicate titles that, while they have no clear established pedigree to indicate they'll be good or bad, they are nevertheless highly anticipated or noteworthy for other reasons.
Anyway, on to the list!
12/1 – Chronos: Before the Ashes (Trailer) – Chronos originally released on PC as an Oculus Rift VR First-Person Action-RPG in 2016, where it got a Metacritic score of 77. This release is an overhauled version of the game that looks to improve on the original.
12/1 – Empire of Sin (Trailer) – "Buzz Pick” - Coming from John Romero and his wife Brenda, Empire of Sin is a Strategy-RPG with empire management elements. Romero is of course legendary in the industry for being part of the team that created the Doom series, one of the most influential videogames of all time. Having said that, this type of game is out of John Romero's usual wheelhouse, and he's made it a point to highlight that Brenda is this game's lead designer. Still, it seems likely that she could benefit greatly from the veteran game designer's influence, so with any luck this could be a great game and the beginning of Brenda Romero's rise to fame in her own right. We shall see soon enough!
12/2 – Shiren the Wanderer: The Tower of Fortune and the Dice of Fate (Trailer) – When this super-challenging Dungeon Crawler was released on the PlayStation Vita, it got a Metacritic score of 79, and there's no reason to expect the Switch version will fare worse.
12/3 – Fault – Milestone Two Side: Above (Trailer) – Once again, the Nintendo Switch is getting yet another Visual Novel game beloved by fans, with this one having a 98% Overwhelmingly positive user review score on Steam from nearly 1800 reviews. This sequel follows the events of Fault – Milestone One and it is highly recommended that you play the first game before playing this one.
12/3 – Immortals: Fenyx Rising (Trailer) – "Buzz Pick” - This game, coming from one of UbiSoft's teams responsible for the Assassin's Creed franchise, combines Greek myths with Zelda: Breath of the Wild-style open-world exploration in a way that reviewers who got a sneak peek are already saying is shaping up to be an outstanding game in the genre.
12/3 – Morbid: The Seven Acolytes (Trailer) – Developer Still Running's only prior game with a Metacritic score, The Walking Vegetables, did well on Metacritic, scoring 75, and their follow-up is an interesting top-down Action-RPG with a horror aesthetic that should hopefully have a comparable level of quality.
12/3 – Quiplash 2: InterLASHional: The Say Anything Party Game! (Trailer) – Including this Party Game here is kinda' cheating, because you can already play it on the Nintendo Switch in the Jackbox Party Pack 3 (seen by many series fans, including myself, as the best Jackbox pack in the series). Still, if you're wanting to save a few bucks by getting only this game, you should find it to be an excellent Party Game in a vein similar to Apples to Apples or Cards Against Humanity.
12/3 – Taiko No Tatsujin: Rhythmic Adventure Pack (Trailer) – The prior game in this Music-Rhythm series on the Switch, Taiko No Tatsujin: Drum 'N Fun, got a Metacritic score of 78, and there's no reason to expect this game to fare worse. Just a small word of warning – these games play wayyyyyy better if you can get the drum accessory for them.
12/3 – Wildfire (Trailer) – This Action-Platformer got a Metacritic score of 78 when it was released on PC earlier this year, with critics praising its great stealth-based gameplay, creative elemental-based abilities, and solid level design.
12/4 – Fire Emblem: Shadow Dragon & The Blade of Light (Trailer) – "Buzz Pick” - For the first time, Nintendo has localized the very first game from the Fire Emblem series and brought it to Western audiences, in all its NES-era glory. This is probably a game mostly for diehard series fans, and only those willing to go back to a time well before the countless graphical and gameplay enhancements and quality-of-life features we've seen implemented in more recent entries in the series like Fire Emblem: Three Houses. Still, if you're among those fans, this is something huge, a rare case of Nintendo giving Western players something previously unavailable to us (outside of rom-hacks, anyway).
12/4 – John Wick Hex (Trailer) – Released first on the PC last year and then the PS4, this game garnered Metacritic scores in the mid-to-high 70s on those platforms, and should hopefully do similarly well on Nintendo Switch. A turn-based tactical strategy game may not be what most gamers' imagines when picturing the slick Keanu Reeves films in videogame form, but John Wick Hex was nevertheless seen as a solid entry in the genre.
12/8 – Puyo Puyo Tetris 2 (Trailer) – This game's predecessor got a Metacritic score of 81 when it released on the Nintendo Switch, and the sequel looks to build on that game's fun combination of two classic puzzle games with new character-based skills and an improved online mode.
12/25 – Bit.Trip Beat (Trailer) – The celebrated original series of Bit.Trip games are coming to the Switch on 12/25, with Beat having gotten a Metacritic score of 80 in its original release on the Wii over a decade ago, with critics praising its intense, fast-paced pairing of a music-rhythm game with... Pong, of all things.
12/25 – Bit.Trip Core (Trailer) – The celebrated original series of Bit.Trip games are coming to the Switch on 12/25, with Core having gotten a Metacritic score of 80 in its original release on the Wii over a decade ago, with critics praising its music-rhythm gameplay.
12/25 – Bit.Trip Flux (Trailer) – The celebrated original series of Bit.Trip games are coming to the Switch on 12/25, with Flux having gotten a Metacritic score of 81 in its original release on the Wii nearly a decade ago, with critics praising its music-rhythm gameplay as a great evolution of the series.
12/25 – Bit.Trip Runner (Trailer) – The celebrated original series of Bit.Trip games are coming to the Switch on 12/25, with Flux having gotten a Metacritic score of 76 in its original release on the Wii a decade ago, with critics praising its combination of music-rhythm gameplay and auto-runner-style presentation.
12/26 – Door Kickers (Trailer) – Door Kickers got Metacritic scores in the mid-80s when released on PC and mobile devices a half a decade ago, with critics praising its top-down tactical action
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Bonus: End-Of-Year “Maybe This Will Still Come Out in 2020?” Round-Up
The following are all games that still have a vague release date in 2020, and while the time for them to make that release is quickly running out, it still might happen, so I'm giving them the benefit of the doubt...
Fall 2020 – Cyber Shadow (Trailer) – "Buzz Pick” - Cyber Shadow is a game being published, but not developed, by Yacht Club, the developer known for the Shovel Knight series of games. Still, it seems like they're pretty involved in its creation, and its classic retro style of Action-Platformer is right in their wheelhouse. And given how spectacularly good Shovel Knight was, it'd be foolish not to pay close attention to this game when it releases.
Fall 2020 – Grindstone (Trailer) – Originally released in 2019, this game is considered by many to be the crown jewel of the Apple Arcade lineup, getting an outstanding Metacritic score of 90, with critics praising this as an outstanding Puzzle game with great mechanics and just overall tons of fun.
Fall 2020 – PixelJunk Eden 2 (Trailer) – The original PixelJunk Eden consistently got scores in the low-80s when released on PS3 and PC roughly a decade ago, and the sequel seeks to expand on that game's unique swinging form of platforming and unique sense of style.
Autumn 2020 – Wingspan (Trailer) – This board game released on PC a few months ago, scoring 85 on Metacritic, with critics praising its fantastic strategic gameplay and beautiful presentation. With any luck the Switch version will be just as good.
Q4 2020 – Metal Revolution (Trailer) – Developer Next Studios has a solid track record, releasing the games Crown Trick, Biped, and Death Coming, all solid games in their own genres. In Metal Revolution, the developer looks to turn their talents to the Fighting game genre, with a focus on using minimal controls while maintaining deep gameplay. Hopefully they'll succeed at creating a solid fighting experience.
Late 2020 – Dicey Dungeons (Trailer) – This Roguelike deck-building game comes from Terry Cavanaugh of VVVVVV fame, and when it released on PC last year it got a solid Metacritic score of 80, with critics praising its addictive gameplay.
Late 2020 – Signs of the Sojourner (Trailer) – This “Narrative Card Game” got a Metacritic score of 77 when it released on PC earlier this year that critics praised for its great story and fun blending of game mechanics and character exploration.
Holiday 2020 – Scott Pilgrim Vs. The World: The Game Complete Edition (Trailer) – For a long time, Scott Pilgrim Vs. The World: The Game has been something of a lost classic – celebrated on the Xbox 360 and PlayStation 3 as an outstanding Arcade-style brawler with great animation and a fantastic chiptune soundtrack, only for it to be mercilessly ripped from online storefronts and made unavailable to anyone wanting to see what the fuss was about. A decade later, UbiSoft is finally caving in to fan demands and bringing the game back in a feature-complete release. Don't miss out on it a second time!
2020 – Littlewood (Trailer) – Littlewood released on PC earlier this year and got overwhelmingly good reviews from players, who gave this game a 95% positive score in Steam user reviews with over 2800 reviews. This game is a retro-style city-builder RPG with hints of Stardew Valley, and the game's conceit is that it takes place after you've already saved the world in a typical RPG adventure and now need to go about the business of rebuilding all the stuff that got wrecked.
2020 – N1RV Ann-A (Trailer) – The follow-up to 2019's celebrated VA-11 Hall-A: Cyberpunk Bartender Action, no doubt fans of that game's unique blend of bartending and cyberpunk graphic adventure will find more to love here.
2020 – Pillars of Eternity II: Deadfire (Trailer) – This top-down RPG got Metacritic scores ranginmg from the high-70s to high-80s when released on other platforms, and follows the (mostly) successful release of the first Pillars of Eternity on Switch (have we gotten that patch yet?). With any luck, they'll work out the kinks this time around before releasing this critically-acclaimed game on the Switch.
2020 – Samurai Gunn 2 (Trailer) – This Action-Platformer from the creator of Hyperlight Drifter follows its acclaimed predecessor and looks to be a fast-paced action romp.
2020 – Spin Rhythm XD (Trailer) – This Music-Rhythm game released last year on PC, and got some extremely good reaction from players, who gave the game a 96% positive user review score on Steam (with over 1400 reviews), with its fluid analog controls being the centerpiece of its celebrated gameplay.
2020 – The Good Life (Trailer) – Following their celebrated Graphic Adventure game The Missing, developer White Owls dives back into the genre with this game about a big city journalist moving to a rural town to pay off a debt.
2020 – This is Pool / This is Snooker (Trailer) – It may seem strange to see a pair of pool games on a list like this, but not if you know anything about the genre – developer Voofoo only just this month released Pure Pool on the Switch to rave reviews, garnering a nice 83 Metacritic score. It seems like a good bet that the developer will continue to work on perfecting their pool trick shot in any follow-up.
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Anyway, that's what I could find for December 2020 (and as a result, the remainder of 2020 altogether) on the Switch, but no doubt some of you have specific games you've got your eye on this next month. Please feel free to give a shout out to any game you feel deserves attention! :-)
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2020.11.30 05:23 Destroyer12161 Need a pc for about $1000 usd

What will you be doing with this PC? Be as specific as possible, and include specific games or programs you will be using.**
Video games and homework
What is your maximum budget before rebates/shipping/taxes?
About $1000 usd
When do you plan on building/buying the PC? Note: beyond a week or two from today means any build you receive will be out of date when you want to buy.
Hopefully this month
**What, exactly, do you need included in the budget? (ToweOS/monitokeyboard/mouse/
Everything but a mouse
Which country (and state/province) will you be purchasing the parts in? If you're in US, do you have access to a Microcenter location?
I am in South Dakota and no.
If reusing any parts (including monitor(s)/keyboard/mouse/etc), what parts will you be reusing? Brands and models are appreciated.
Just a mouse razer death adder essential
Will you be overclocking? If yes, are you interested in overclocking right away, or down the line? CPU and/or GPU?
No
**Are there any specific features or items you want/need in the build? (ex: SSD, large amount of storage or a RAID setup, CUDA or OpenCL support,
No
Do you have any specific case preferences (Size like ITX/microATX/mid-towefull-tower, styles, colors, window or not, LED lighting, etc), or a particular color theme preference for the components?
For color white/black and a mid case
Do you need a copy of Windows included in the budget? If you do need one included, do you have a preference?
No I do not need windows
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2020.11.30 05:03 WatchfulBirds The Dog Runs

My father was killed by a Dog.
My mother went out one day, and left my father alone. I was at childcare. She came home to find him dead in a pool of blood. My grandparents arrived minutes later to find her shocked and unseeing on the floor while an ambulance took him away.
I was only a few months old, at the stage of life where I relied on others for everything. In many ways this was a mercy. It meant I remember very little of that time, and especially of that day. All I remember is a gut feeling and a red floor. They say smell is our number one sense for memory, and that may be true. Whenever I smell blood I feel uneasy. But that could be a common trait too, a survival trait. Who knows.
The downside of my reliance on others was that my mother had to juggle dealing with Dad, me, and the rest of her life at a time when she was grieving. We ended up getting a lot of help from my grandparents over the next couple of years while it all got sorted out. We moved house almost straight away. Mum's idea.
I guess she didn't want the Dog to find us.
I found out about the Dog when I was old enough to start asking questions. I must have been about five. Most of the children I knew had two parents and I wanted to know why I didn't. Mum didn't like to talk about it, and she avoided my questions. To an adult, this would have suggested a subject to leave alone, but children have little tact, and are curious. So I pestered and pestered, and eventually my grandparents sat me down and told me that my mother didn't like to talk about it, but that the Dog had got him, and it was a great tragedy. They wouldn't tell me anything more. Said it was best not to talk about.
I told my mother about this conversation and she sighed. “Yeah, well,” she said, not quite meeting my eyes. “The Dog runs in your family.”
When I asked my grandparents if this was true, my grandfather nodded. When I asked what it meant, he gave me a long look, and said, “I will tell you this today, and then we will not talk about it any more. Okay?”
I said, “Okay.”
“The Dog is a...” He seemed to search for the right word. “It's a thing. We call it the Dog. It's not nice. It runs in the family.”
“But what does that mean?” I asked impatiently.
Grandpa sighed and rubbed his head. “It means... the Dog attacks people. It's out for blood. It kills people. It killed your father. We don't know why it... affects our family so much, but it does. It comes for you when it wants, and stalks you. Follows you. And when it's good and ready, it kills you.”
His face grew red as he spoke. I didn't say a word.
“My own cousin was killed by the Dog. And several others. You know, my mother's brother survived the war. He was at the Front. He got back home with nowt but a scar on his back. Four years in France. Survived it all. Then killed by – bloody Dog.”
He met my eyes. “We don't talk about the Dog. Do you know why that is?”
I shook my head.
“It attracts it. The more people who think about the Dog, the more people talk about it, the easier it is for it to hear you. That's what my father told me, and his told him. And now I'm telling you. Don't think about it. Don't talk about the Dog. Do you understand?”
I nodded silently. He patted my head and said, “Good lad.”
I became afraid of dogs.
It was not long after that that my grandparents got Wendell. He was a chocolate Lab with a waggy tail. The first time I saw him I squeaked in fright and ran and hid behind my mother. My grandfather asked me what was wrong.
“The Dog!” I cried tearfully. “It runs in the family!”
He laughed awkwardly. “Not that kind of dog,” he said.
Oh, I thought, as I stroked the dog. Not a Labrador.
Despite my promise to Grandpa, I would occasionally slip up and ask about the Dog. I always got the same answers. The Dog got him. What kind of dog? Not a Labrador. A black dog. Like the Grim. Drifting through our bloodline like a hunter, sniffing out victims and devouring them. A ravenous beast as slick as night. A wild dog. Winston's dog. I didn't know who that was; I assumed it was the great-great-uncle I'd been told of. There were plenty of dogs in our family history, judging by the myriad of photos my grandparents kept. I thought that was pretty stupid, having so many dogs when one is stalking your family and killing off generations. It could have hidden in plain sight. But then, don't some tribespeople have dogs to protect them from wolves? Or was that a childhood misunderstanding, brought about by an inaccurate representation of Native Americans in children's media?
Whatever the family curse was, it terrified me. My heart jumped a little every time I saw a dog matching the vague description of the Grim. I tried not to let it show – like Grandpa said, we don't talk about the Dog. But occasionally a question would slip past my lips, or I'd involuntarily jump at the sight of the neighbours' big black Alsatian. It was obvious something was not quite right.
Once I saw my friend fall from his bicycle and hurt his leg. He covered the wound with his hands as we walked home. When he pulled them away, they were bloody to the forearms, and I shook from head to toe as I remembered the defensive wounds on my father's body where the sharp-toothed beast had harmed him.
My grandparents were generally very patient with me, but it must have been hard for them. I was the living reminder of their son, and here I was, too young for tact, my silence on the matter kept by fear and a promise. It came to a head one day when I mentioned my aversion to the Alsatian next door. My grandmother started crying and my grandfather took me aside, and told me it was time to stop talking about it. Full stop. No exceptions. I was a big boy now and I had to hold myself together when I saw a black dog, and I had to stop letting questions slip out when it was on my mind. Did I want the Dog to come? Did I want it to get Grandma?
No. No, I didn't.
Don't talk about the Dog.
I put it out of my mind for a few years. My primary school friends stopped asking when I told them I wasn't supposed to talk about it, and by high school people had just the right balance of social awareness and pubescent awkwardness not to ask. I kept my promise for a long time. Mum fell in love again, and married my stepfather. They had two more children. I got over my fear of dogs, and made friends with the Alsatian. Things seemed to be going well.
I didn't talk about it for a long time, until I was seventeen, and my cousin Darrell was killed at work.
Darrell was a long-haul trucker. He was only in his twenties. In the middle of the night he'd lost control of his vehicle and driven into a wall. Killed on impact. Grandma and Grandpa sat together at the funeral, white-faced and tight-knuckled as they clutched each other's hands. My mother and my aunt and uncle sat together, trying only to get through the day. I sat alone.
My mind was whirring. It didn't make sense. Darrell was a competent driver. Yes, it was night-time, but he was not in a dangerous area and conditions on the road were fine. My aunt and uncle said he'd not been himself lately, but that didn't explain him losing control of the vehicle. The truck itself was in good shape and the resulting investigation found nothing wrong with it. So how?
So as not to upset my family, I turned to the internet for answers. I searched stories of car accidents and strange occurrences, expecting to find something about road conditions or a manufacturing problem. Instead I ran across something that made my blood run cold.
The Black Dog.
Hesitant, I clicked on it. My childhood fears tumbled toward me pixel by pixel, an Indiana Jones ball of ever-growing questions.
Some people said it was a spectre sent to warn of danger. Others said it was a mind trick, an illusion brought on by exhaustion or those isolated hours on the road. Whatever it was, many people had experienced it. A driver would see a black dog dart across the road in front of them. It usually preceded an accident, or warned the driver to take a break. The driver in the second instance would usually find they had avoided an accident when they got back on the road.
For some it was a curse, for others, a blessing. The Dog either caused the accidents or saved you from them. And there was another thing I'd heard of before, the Grim. An outgoing link led me to another page full of information about this shaggy black dog who appeared to warn of danger, often creating a feeling of impending doom before an incident. An omen. Apparently folklore, but I knew better.
I was horrified. And furious. I'd tried so hard not to talk about it. But the Dog had still come, and he'd got Darrell.
I wanted answers, and yet I'd promised not to ask, so I said nothing. I kept it all to myself as I'd been taught, adamant the Dog wouldn't find me or my mother, or my stepfather and siblings, or my grandparents, or anyone else I cared about. And that worked fine. It was slightly stressful, forcefully pushing the thought of the Dog out of my head as soon as it came, but I managed it. I had to manage it.
And then, when I was twenty-one, my uncle went missing.
He was found on the Moors after a few days, at the bottom of a cliff face. There were bite marks on him. Wild animals, they said. Not unusual in this area. But certainly unusual for them to get that close. They generally kept away from people.
He must have seen it coming, because my aunt said he'd left a note at home saying he loved her very much. He'd been distant these past few months, she told me. Nervous. Withdrawn. “Like Darrell was,” she said, wiping her eyes. “I can't help but wonder if...”
She didn't finish the sentence. My mother gathered her up and led her quietly to the other room at that point, but I knew what she was about to say. The Dog. I can't help but wonder if the Dog got him.
I wasn't all that close to Darrell. We saw each other occasionally and talked little, so it was no surprise I hadn't thought too hard about the change in behaviour prior to his accident. But now I knew there was a connection. It made sense with what I'd been reading about the Grim. A sense of impending doom. Nervousness. Withdrawal. My uncle and cousin knew the Dog was stalking them, and tried to keep it quiet to protect the others. That note.
And it hadn't been enough.
I saw red. My hands began to shake. I very nearly threw up right there at the kitchen table.
“Ryan?”
My mother appeared in the doorway. She looked me up and down. “Are you all right?”
I nodded.
“Sheila and I are going to take a quick walk. She needs to get out of the house for a few minutes. Are you coming?”
“I... um. I need a bit of time to myself. Can I stay here?”
“You sure?”
I nodded. She came over and kissed me on the cheek. “Okay. We won't be long.”
After the front door closed, I sat for a while to calm myself down, then headed upstairs. That Dog had taken quite enough of my family members. If there was anything I could find to stop it, I was sure I'd find it there.
My uncle had been a keen diarist. Not only that, but he was supremely interested in family history. It probably would have been him I'd peppered with questions as a child if we'd seen them more often. I felt guilty about that now. Maybe if we had, it wouldn't have happened.
His diary was not hard to find. Top drawer in the bedside table, next to a bottle of prescription pills and a pair of glasses. I flipped to a random page.
Saw Vincent today. Lunch at the Kings Arms.
I tried another page.
Sheffield United – Bolton Wanderers, 4-0.
And another.
Dog's got me...
My heart leapt. That was it. A scrawled paragraph at the end of a recent entry. It was messier than the rest of the writing, as though he'd decided at the last minute to write it in.
The Dog's got me by the balls. It never goes. Sometimes I forget for a while, but it always comes back. Every creak of the floorboards when the house is empty. Not empty. In the emptiness lurks the Dog. Winston was right.
Winston again. A relative?
Not supposed to talk about it my arse. Need to tell someone. At the same time don't want to burden anyone with the knowledge. Smile and get on with it. Maybe it'll go away, like a cold. Looked into family history surrounding it. Appalling number of people. Wrote them down. All lies at the funeral homes. Made it easier for the families, but we know. Always the same. Gets you so weak you can't run any more. Chokes you. Tears you open. Sometimes it chases you off something, nipping at your heels, and you just...
Fuck. Fucking not any more.
I was interrupted by footsteps coming up the driveway. Shit. I pulled my phone out quickly and took a photo of the page. What was that he said about writing down names?
In the back of the diary there was something that looked like a list. I photographed that too. The key turned in the lock and my heart jumped. I closed the diary, shoved it hastily back in the drawer, and ran for the bathroom. I got there just in the nick of time.
When we got home I went to my room and looked at the photos. They were blurry, but mostly readable. The list was in two columns; a number of names and dates from the past hundred or so years, and a short section of notes on each one. It took me a minute to realise what I was seeing, but when I saw the first few letters of my father's name in a pixel smudge at the bottom of the screen I realised what it was.
There were twenty-three. Almost all male. All aged between fifteen and forty-three. My uncle had clearly done his research. In the right-hand column, the notes read things like, Drowned in river. Allegedly witnessed falling from bridge. Seen running earlier. Behaviour changed in preceding months.
The causes of death were all the sort of thing someone might say to cover up a supernatural curse. Drowning. Poisoning. Nineteen of them had been confirmed to have had some behavioural changes in the months before their deaths. Withdrawal, disrupted sleep, self-isolation.
So they knew, I reasoned. They knew the Dog was coming for them.
And, as though my interest in the Dog had become a beacon, so it came for me.
It started small. I found it hard to sleep one night. That was fine. It happens. But then I found it hard to sleep another night too, and another. I simply couldn't get the thoughts in my head to quiet down enough to do it. I tried sleeping pills for a while, which helped at first, but made me feel sluggish during the day. When I stopped taking them the sudden insomnia came back.
Is it insomnia if you can sleep for a long time, but it takes to ages to actually fall asleep? Whatever that's called. I had that. I'd go to bed at ten or eleven, and not drop off until three or four in the morning. Then I'd either wake up for my alarm at seven feeling like I was made of grumpy molasses or sleep until the afternoon, at which point the cycle would start all over again.
Then I started seeing it everywhere. Not obviously, but in little things. A large black dog appeared in the local dog park. They'd never been there before. I walk past it every day. Or the poster at the local shop advertising dog-walking. A huge black dog stared at me from the page. I saw less daylight now my sleep schedule was so messy, and little flickers of light would sometimes appear in my vision. The internet suggested they were illusions brought on by tiredness, but I couldn't help but wonder. I was sure I saw the Dog there sometimes, out the corner of my eye. But whenever I looked, it became a trick of the light, and I'd look over my shoulder several times before fully shaking off the feeling I was being watched.
I found myself losing concentration over simple things. My music, my sport – I'd be in the middle of an activity and my focus would just wander off somewhere. I was in the middle of a game and just watched the ball shoot past me. It was an easy shot. I knew I ought to kick it. I knew I should want to kick it. But it just didn't occur to me to even try. I was so zoned out I barely noticed. I came to when I heard the ball hit the floor. My teammates were staring. I felt embarrassed. My mate Josh came jogging over and clapped me on the back, saying, “Hey, you right?”
“Yeah – yeah,” I answered. “Sorry, I just – I dunno. Zoned out.”
“Evans, what was that?” shouted our coach.
“Sorry! I just – I got distracted.”
He nodded. “All right, go again.”
I shook my head and jogged off. I saw Josh give me a concerned look, but the game continued, and I ignored it. Just a momentary lapse in concentration. Happened sometimes.
But it started happening more and more. The things I was passionate about took a back seat to this feeling of irritation. I grew tetchy and antisocial. I had never been an introvert, but I began avoiding people. I kept thinking I was imagining things, because I would have nightmares about the Dog. I'd feel uncomfortable around people I used to enjoy spending time with, because I was scared they'd notice something was off about me and ask about it. And how could I explain? What was I going to tell them, “Oh, sorry, guys, I know I've missed a couple of practices here and there, sorry I didn't come see you play on Saturday, it's just I think a dog is stalking my family and killing people and I've been a bit worried about it.” No. Who on Earth would believe that?
On the way home, in the dark, I heard an animal walking behind me. When I looked back there was no-one there, but something rustled, and I saw a pair of eyes glint at me from the park bushes. Josh asked if I was all right when I jumped in fright. He said it was a fox, but I wasn't so sure.
I became more and more withdrawn. I shut myself in my room, and would only come out when necessary. My family grew worried, but I insisted I was fine. I didn't want to make them worry about the Dog. If they were thinking about it, as Grandpa had said, maybe it would come for them, and I would have killed my family. The thought made me feel sick, so I distanced myself from them, because I did not want them to suffer like I was.
I was a sleep-deprived mess, unable to focus on things I cared about. I came home from a football game and dropped my muddy kit in the corner of the room. I stared at it. I needed to wash it. If I didn't, I couldn't play next week. But I just couldn't get my legs to lift me up and walk me to the laundry.
I couldn't sleep, but I'd make myself, and then in the morning I couldn't get up. If I didn't go outside, I figured, the Dog couldn't get me. Sometimes in a half-awake delirium I thought I could hear it snuffling around outside, trying to get in. I hid beneath the covers. I could have cried, but the stress had sapped me of my energy and I lay, silent.
One night, I heard my mother on the phone. She spoke in a low voice. I listened. I'm not proud of it.
“I'm worried,” she was saying, back turned to where I stood on the stairs. “He's listless. He's behaving like his father did before – ”
I perked up my ears.
“What if – what if he goes the same way?”
I stepped back. My stomach dropped like I'd been kicked. She knew. She knew about the Dog.
But if she knew, I was in trouble. Or she was in trouble. She was thinking about the Dog, which meant it could get her. No. You didn't talk about the Dog. First rule, just like the first rule of Fight Club. Keep your mouth shut about the Dog or it'll get you.
And I hadn't. Fuck. Fuck.
The next day, I went to my grandparent's house. Grandpa would know what to do. He'd held off the Dog for seventy years, and must have known every trick. Maybe he knew how to get it to leave you alone.
I knocked on the door. Grandma answered. She looked happy to see me. I hugged her.
“Hello, Ryan!”
“Hi, Grandma.” I pulled my backpack over my shoulder. “Is Grandpa here? I wanted to ask him something.”
“Through there, love.”
“Thanks.”
“Is everything all right?”
“Yeah – yeah, it's fine. How about you?”
She smiled. “Oh, you know.”
I nodded. I didn't know. Mere months after losing your second son, with the child of your first son standing like his ghost in front of you; I never wanted to know. But I nodded anyway.
Grandpa was in the dining room reading. He looked up when he saw me.
“Hello, Ryan.”
“Hi, Grandpa.”
“How are you?”
“I'm all right. How are you?”
“Oh, you know.”
I nodded, and dropped my backpack to the floor. I pulled out my phone, open to the diary pictures, and handed it to him.
“What's this?” he asked.
“I don't know how to say this, so I'm just gonna cut straight to it,” I said. “I think it's stalking me.”
He frowned. “What?”
“That – animal.”
“What animal?”
“The Dog.” I stared at him. He looked concerned. His lack of immediate understanding made me suddenly nervous. “Winston's dog, the wild dog, the black dog on the road. The Dog that killed Dad, and Darrell, and Uncle Kieren, the dog that chased your cousin Martin off a bridge and left him like a fucking ragdoll in the creek! I know you told me not to talk about it, but I think it's stalking me.”
Grandpa had gone white. “Oh, no,” he said. “No, Ryan – ”
“I'm tired,” I said, cutting him off. Exhaustion lined my words with anger. “It's draining me of my energy. I can't fall asleep at night but then I can't get up in the morning, I'm distracted, I'm bored, I'm constantly looking over my shoulder, I feel like shit, actually – ”
“Ryan – ”
By now I was practically yelling. “Music and football aren't the same any more, because I'm so paranoid, I feel like crying, I'm scared, I don't want it to get me, or Mum, or you, or the others, but it got twenty-three people already at least and you said not to talk about it but I thought about it and I took secret pictures of Uncle Kieren's diary because he thought about it too, and I know that's fucked up but I did it, I'm sorry, and I read things and now it's noticed me and I'm scared I'm gonna be next and you know what? Part of me, part of me actually doesn't care because then this would stop, at least it would just stop – ”
I froze. Grandpa was crying. That was weird. Grandpa didn't cry.
“Grandpa?”
He shook his head and just wept. I felt instantly guilty. I went to pat him on the shoulder.
“I'm sorry,” I said. “I didn't mean to – um.”
He sniffed, and wiped his eyes.
“I'm sorry,” he said.
“It's okay.”
“No, I mean – oh, you were just a child.”
“Pardon?”
“You were so young. We didn't want you to know. The Dog...”
I did not like what was happening. I felt the footing had changed, all of a sudden. Hesitantly, I said, “You told me never to talk about it.”
He held his head in his hands. “I shouldn't have told you that. It doesn't stop it. It makes it worse.”
“I don't understand.”
“We thought you knew – we thought you knew what it meant – ”
“Grandpa?”
“You were so young. We thought you'd figure it out...”
He shook his head.
“Ryan, your Dad wasn't attacked by a dog. He killed himself.”
I felt the ground fall away underneath me. “What?”
“He cut his wrist. They say men usually pick something else, but he took a knife from the kitchen and...” He ran his finger down his arm. “I don't know if he wanted... I don't know.”
“But – ” I felt sick, like my world was spinning out of control. I had to grab the kitchen bench to keep a hold of myself. “But the police came. Mum said they – they found him in a pool of blood, and the Dog – ”
Defensive wounds. I slid gently to the floor.
“The Dog was...”
“We didn't want to tell you the truth. I'm so sorry. I thought you'd figure it out when you were old enough. When I was a child, you didn't talk about it. I shouldn't have told you that.”
“But the Dog. The black...”
He must have seen the understanding on my face, because he sighed apologetically.
“It's genetic. A predisposition, in our family. Not everyone, but especially the boys.”
He got on the floor and hugged me. His arms were strong. I let him, hugged him back, absorbing that news with the weight of a dozen lies.
I understand now. The Dog was never a dog.
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2020.11.30 05:02 WatchfulBirds The Dog Runs

My father was killed by a Dog.
My mother went out one day, and left my father alone. I was at childcare. She came home to find him dead in a pool of blood. My grandparents arrived minutes later to find her shocked and unseeing on the floor while an ambulance took him away.
I was only a few months old, at the stage of life where I relied on others for everything. In many ways this was a mercy. It meant I remember very little of that time, and especially of that day. All I remember is a gut feeling and a red floor. They say smell is our number one sense for memory, and that may be true. Whenever I smell blood I feel uneasy. But that could be a common trait too, a survival trait. Who knows.
The downside of my reliance on others was that my mother had to juggle dealing with Dad, me, and the rest of her life at a time when she was grieving. We ended up getting a lot of help from my grandparents over the next couple of years while it all got sorted out. We moved house almost straight away. Mum's idea.
I guess she didn't want the Dog to find us.
I found out about the Dog when I was old enough to start asking questions. I must have been about five. Most of the children I knew had two parents and I wanted to know why I didn't. Mum didn't like to talk about it, and she avoided my questions. To an adult, this would have suggested a subject to leave alone, but children have little tact, and are curious. So I pestered and pestered, and eventually my grandparents sat me down and told me that my mother didn't like to talk about it, but that the Dog had got him, and it was a great tragedy. They wouldn't tell me anything more. Said it was best not to talk about.
I told my mother about this conversation and she sighed. “Yeah, well,” she said, not quite meeting my eyes. “The Dog runs in your family.”
When I asked my grandparents if this was true, my grandfather nodded. When I asked what it meant, he gave me a long look, and said, “I will tell you this today, and then we will not talk about it any more. Okay?”
I said, “Okay.”
“The Dog is a...” He seemed to search for the right word. “It's a thing. We call it the Dog. It's not nice. It runs in the family.”
“But what does that mean?” I asked impatiently.
Grandpa sighed and rubbed his head. “It means... the Dog attacks people. It's out for blood. It kills people. It killed your father. We don't know why it... affects our family so much, but it does. It comes for you when it wants, and stalks you. Follows you. And when it's good and ready, it kills you.”
His face grew red as he spoke. I didn't say a word.
“My own cousin was killed by the Dog. And several others. You know, my mother's brother survived the war. He was at the Front. He got back home with nowt but a scar on his back. Four years in France. Survived it all. Then killed by – bloody Dog.”
He met my eyes. “We don't talk about the Dog. Do you know why that is?”
I shook my head.
“It attracts it. The more people who think about the Dog, the more people talk about it, the easier it is for it to hear you. That's what my father told me, and his told him. And now I'm telling you. Don't think about it. Don't talk about the Dog. Do you understand?”
I nodded silently. He patted my head and said, “Good lad.”
I became afraid of dogs.
It was not long after that that my grandparents got Wendell. He was a chocolate Lab with a waggy tail. The first time I saw him I squeaked in fright and ran and hid behind my mother. My grandfather asked me what was wrong.
“The Dog!” I cried tearfully. “It runs in the family!”
He laughed awkwardly. “Not that kind of dog,” he said.
Oh, I thought, as I stroked the dog. Not a Labrador.
Despite my promise to Grandpa, I would occasionally slip up and ask about the Dog. I always got the same answers. The Dog got him. What kind of dog? Not a Labrador. A black dog. Like the Grim. Drifting through our bloodline like a hunter, sniffing out victims and devouring them. A ravenous beast as slick as night. A wild dog. Winston's dog. I didn't know who that was; I assumed it was the great-great-uncle I'd been told of. There were plenty of dogs in our family history, judging by the myriad of photos my grandparents kept. I thought that was pretty stupid, having so many dogs when one is stalking your family and killing off generations. It could have hidden in plain sight. But then, don't some tribespeople have dogs to protect them from wolves? Or was that a childhood misunderstanding, brought about by an inaccurate representation of Native Americans in children's media?
Whatever the family curse was, it terrified me. My heart jumped a little every time I saw a dog matching the vague description of the Grim. I tried not to let it show – like Grandpa said, we don't talk about the Dog. But occasionally a question would slip past my lips, or I'd involuntarily jump at the sight of the neighbours' big black Alsatian. It was obvious something was not quite right.
Once I saw my friend fall from his bicycle and hurt his leg. He covered the wound with his hands as we walked home. When he pulled them away, they were bloody to the forearms, and I shook from head to toe as I remembered the defensive wounds on my father's body where the sharp-toothed beast had harmed him.
My grandparents were generally very patient with me, but it must have been hard for them. I was the living reminder of their son, and here I was, too young for tact, my silence on the matter kept by fear and a promise. It came to a head one day when I mentioned my aversion to the Alsatian next door. My grandmother started crying and my grandfather took me aside, and told me it was time to stop talking about it. Full stop. No exceptions. I was a big boy now and I had to hold myself together when I saw a black dog, and I had to stop letting questions slip out when it was on my mind. Did I want the Dog to come? Did I want it to get Grandma?
No. No, I didn't.
Don't talk about the Dog.
I put it out of my mind for a few years. My primary school friends stopped asking when I told them I wasn't supposed to talk about it, and by high school people had just the right balance of social awareness and pubescent awkwardness not to ask. I kept my promise for a long time. Mum fell in love again, and married my stepfather. They had two more children. I got over my fear of dogs, and made friends with the Alsatian. Things seemed to be going well.
I didn't talk about it for a long time, until I was seventeen, and my cousin Darrell was killed at work.
Darrell was a long-haul trucker. He was only in his twenties. In the middle of the night he'd lost control of his vehicle and driven into a wall. Killed on impact. Grandma and Grandpa sat together at the funeral, white-faced and tight-knuckled as they clutched each other's hands. My mother and my aunt and uncle sat together, trying only to get through the day. I sat alone.
My mind was whirring. It didn't make sense. Darrell was a competent driver. Yes, it was night-time, but he was not in a dangerous area and conditions on the road were fine. My aunt and uncle said he'd not been himself lately, but that didn't explain him losing control of the vehicle. The truck itself was in good shape and the resulting investigation found nothing wrong with it. So how?
So as not to upset my family, I turned to the internet for answers. I searched stories of car accidents and strange occurrences, expecting to find something about road conditions or a manufacturing problem. Instead I ran across something that made my blood run cold.
The Black Dog.
Hesitant, I clicked on it. My childhood fears tumbled toward me pixel by pixel, an Indiana Jones ball of ever-growing questions.
Some people said it was a spectre sent to warn of danger. Others said it was a mind trick, an illusion brought on by exhaustion or those isolated hours on the road. Whatever it was, many people had experienced it. A driver would see a black dog dart across the road in front of them. It usually preceded an accident, or warned the driver to take a break. The driver in the second instance would usually find they had avoided an accident when they got back on the road.
For some it was a curse, for others, a blessing. The Dog either caused the accidents or saved you from them. And there was another thing I'd heard of before, the Grim. An outgoing link led me to another page full of information about this shaggy black dog who appeared to warn of danger, often creating a feeling of impending doom before an incident. An omen. Apparently folklore, but I knew better.
I was horrified. And furious. I'd tried so hard not to talk about it. But the Dog had still come, and he'd got Darrell.
I wanted answers, and yet I'd promised not to ask, so I said nothing. I kept it all to myself as I'd been taught, adamant the Dog wouldn't find me or my mother, or my stepfather and siblings, or my grandparents, or anyone else I cared about. And that worked fine. It was slightly stressful, forcefully pushing the thought of the Dog out of my head as soon as it came, but I managed it. I had to manage it.
And then, when I was twenty-one, my uncle went missing.
He was found on the Moors after a few days, at the bottom of a cliff face. There were bite marks on him. Wild animals, they said. Not unusual in this area. But certainly unusual for them to get that close. They generally kept away from people.
He must have seen it coming, because my aunt said he'd left a note at home saying he loved her very much. He'd been distant these past few months, she told me. Nervous. Withdrawn. “Like Darrell was,” she said, wiping her eyes. “I can't help but wonder if...”
She didn't finish the sentence. My mother gathered her up and led her quietly to the other room at that point, but I knew what she was about to say. The Dog. I can't help but wonder if the Dog got him.
I wasn't all that close to Darrell. We saw each other occasionally and talked little, so it was no surprise I hadn't thought too hard about the change in behaviour prior to his accident. But now I knew there was a connection. It made sense with what I'd been reading about the Grim. A sense of impending doom. Nervousness. Withdrawal. My uncle and cousin knew the Dog was stalking them, and tried to keep it quiet to protect the others. That note.
And it hadn't been enough.
I saw red. My hands began to shake. I very nearly threw up right there at the kitchen table.
“Ryan?”
My mother appeared in the doorway. She looked me up and down. “Are you all right?”
I nodded.
“Sheila and I are going to take a quick walk. She needs to get out of the house for a few minutes. Are you coming?”
“I... um. I need a bit of time to myself. Can I stay here?”
“You sure?”
I nodded. She came over and kissed me on the cheek. “Okay. We won't be long.”
After the front door closed, I sat for a while to calm myself down, then headed upstairs. That Dog had taken quite enough of my family members. If there was anything I could find to stop it, I was sure I'd find it there.
My uncle had been a keen diarist. Not only that, but he was supremely interested in family history. It probably would have been him I'd peppered with questions as a child if we'd seen them more often. I felt guilty about that now. Maybe if we had, it wouldn't have happened.
His diary was not hard to find. Top drawer in the bedside table, next to a bottle of prescription pills and a pair of glasses. I flipped to a random page.
Saw Vincent today. Lunch at the Kings Arms.
I tried another page.
Sheffield United – Bolton Wanderers, 4-0.
And another.
Dog's got me...
My heart leapt. That was it. A scrawled paragraph at the end of a recent entry. It was messier than the rest of the writing, as though he'd decided at the last minute to write it in.
The Dog's got me by the balls. It never goes. Sometimes I forget for a while, but it always comes back. Every creak of the floorboards when the house is empty. Not empty. In the emptiness lurks the Dog. Winston was right.
Winston again. A relative?
Not supposed to talk about it my arse. Need to tell someone. At the same time don't want to burden anyone with the knowledge. Smile and get on with it. Maybe it'll go away, like a cold. Looked into family history surrounding it. Appalling number of people. Wrote them down. All lies at the funeral homes. Made it easier for the families, but we know. Always the same. Gets you so weak you can't run any more. Chokes you. Tears you open. Sometimes it chases you off something, nipping at your heels, and you just...
Fuck. Fucking not any more.
I was interrupted by footsteps coming up the driveway. Shit. I pulled my phone out quickly and took a photo of the page. What was that he said about writing down names?
In the back of the diary there was something that looked like a list. I photographed that too. The key turned in the lock and my heart jumped. I closed the diary, shoved it hastily back in the drawer, and ran for the bathroom. I got there just in the nick of time.
When we got home I went to my room and looked at the photos. They were blurry, but mostly readable. The list was in two columns; a number of names and dates from the past hundred or so years, and a short section of notes on each one. It took me a minute to realise what I was seeing, but when I saw the first few letters of my father's name in a pixel smudge at the bottom of the screen I realised what it was.
There were twenty-three. Almost all male. All aged between fifteen and forty-three. My uncle had clearly done his research. In the right-hand column, the notes read things like, Drowned in river. Allegedly witnessed falling from bridge. Seen running earlier. Behaviour changed in preceding months.
The causes of death were all the sort of thing someone might say to cover up a supernatural curse. Drowning. Poisoning. Nineteen of them had been confirmed to have had some behavioural changes in the months before their deaths. Withdrawal, disrupted sleep, self-isolation.
So they knew, I reasoned. They knew the Dog was coming for them.
And, as though my interest in the Dog had become a beacon, so it came for me.
It started small. I found it hard to sleep one night. That was fine. It happens. But then I found it hard to sleep another night too, and another. I simply couldn't get the thoughts in my head to quiet down enough to do it. I tried sleeping pills for a while, which helped at first, but made me feel sluggish during the day. When I stopped taking them the sudden insomnia came back.
Is it insomnia if you can sleep for a long time, but it takes to ages to actually fall asleep? Whatever that's called. I had that. I'd go to bed at ten or eleven, and not drop off until three or four in the morning. Then I'd either wake up for my alarm at seven feeling like I was made of grumpy molasses or sleep until the afternoon, at which point the cycle would start all over again.
Then I started seeing it everywhere. Not obviously, but in little things. A large black dog appeared in the local dog park. They'd never been there before. I walk past it every day. Or the poster at the local shop advertising dog-walking. A huge black dog stared at me from the page. I saw less daylight now my sleep schedule was so messy, and little flickers of light would sometimes appear in my vision. The internet suggested they were illusions brought on by tiredness, but I couldn't help but wonder. I was sure I saw the Dog there sometimes, out the corner of my eye. But whenever I looked, it became a trick of the light, and I'd look over my shoulder several times before fully shaking off the feeling I was being watched.
I found myself losing concentration over simple things. My music, my sport – I'd be in the middle of an activity and my focus would just wander off somewhere. I was in the middle of a game and just watched the ball shoot past me. It was an easy shot. I knew I ought to kick it. I knew I should want to kick it. But it just didn't occur to me to even try. I was so zoned out I barely noticed. I came to when I heard the ball hit the floor. My teammates were staring. I felt embarrassed. My mate Josh came jogging over and clapped me on the back, saying, “Hey, you right?”
“Yeah – yeah,” I answered. “Sorry, I just – I dunno. Zoned out.”
“Evans, what was that?” shouted our coach.
“Sorry! I just – I got distracted.”
He nodded. “All right, go again.”
I shook my head and jogged off. I saw Josh give me a concerned look, but the game continued, and I ignored it. Just a momentary lapse in concentration. Happened sometimes.
But it started happening more and more. The things I was passionate about took a back seat to this feeling of irritation. I grew tetchy and antisocial. I had never been an introvert, but I began avoiding people. I kept thinking I was imagining things, because I would have nightmares about the Dog. I'd feel uncomfortable around people I used to enjoy spending time with, because I was scared they'd notice something was off about me and ask about it. And how could I explain? What was I going to tell them, “Oh, sorry, guys, I know I've missed a couple of practices here and there, sorry I didn't come see you play on Saturday, it's just I think a dog is stalking my family and killing people and I've been a bit worried about it.” No. Who on Earth would believe that?
On the way home, in the dark, I heard an animal walking behind me. When I looked back there was no-one there, but something rustled, and I saw a pair of eyes glint at me from the park bushes. Josh asked if I was all right when I jumped in fright. He said it was a fox, but I wasn't so sure.
I became more and more withdrawn. I shut myself in my room, and would only come out when necessary. My family grew worried, but I insisted I was fine. I didn't want to make them worry about the Dog. If they were thinking about it, as Grandpa had said, maybe it would come for them, and I would have killed my family. The thought made me feel sick, so I distanced myself from them, because I did not want them to suffer like I was.
I was a sleep-deprived mess, unable to focus on things I cared about. I came home from a football game and dropped my muddy kit in the corner of the room. I stared at it. I needed to wash it. If I didn't, I couldn't play next week. But I just couldn't get my legs to lift me up and walk me to the laundry.
I couldn't sleep, but I'd make myself, and then in the morning I couldn't get up. If I didn't go outside, I figured, the Dog couldn't get me. Sometimes in a half-awake delirium I thought I could hear it snuffling around outside, trying to get in. I hid beneath the covers. I could have cried, but the stress had sapped me of my energy and I lay, silent.
One night, I heard my mother on the phone. She spoke in a low voice. I listened. I'm not proud of it.
“I'm worried,” she was saying, back turned to where I stood on the stairs. “He's listless. He's behaving like his father did before – ”
I perked up my ears.
“What if – what if he goes the same way?”
I stepped back. My stomach dropped like I'd been kicked. She knew. She knew about the Dog.
But if she knew, I was in trouble. Or she was in trouble. She was thinking about the Dog, which meant it could get her. No. You didn't talk about the Dog. First rule, just like the first rule of Fight Club. Keep your mouth shut about the Dog or it'll get you.
And I hadn't. Fuck. Fuck.
The next day, I went to my grandparent's house. Grandpa would know what to do. He'd held off the Dog for seventy years, and must have known every trick. Maybe he knew how to get it to leave you alone.
I knocked on the door. Grandma answered. She looked happy to see me. I hugged her.
“Hello, Ryan!”
“Hi, Grandma.” I pulled my backpack over my shoulder. “Is Grandpa here? I wanted to ask him something.”
“Through there, love.”
“Thanks.”
“Is everything all right?”
“Yeah – yeah, it's fine. How about you?”
She smiled. “Oh, you know.”
I nodded. I didn't know. Mere months after losing your second son, with the child of your first son standing like his ghost in front of you; I never wanted to know. But I nodded anyway.
Grandpa was in the dining room reading. He looked up when he saw me.
“Hello, Ryan.”
“Hi, Grandpa.”
“How are you?”
“I'm all right. How are you?”
“Oh, you know.”
I nodded, and dropped my backpack to the floor. I pulled out my phone, open to the diary pictures, and handed it to him.
“What's this?” he asked.
“I don't know how to say this, so I'm just gonna cut straight to it,” I said. “I think it's stalking me.”
He frowned. “What?”
“That – animal.”
“What animal?”
“The Dog.” I stared at him. He looked concerned. His lack of immediate understanding made me suddenly nervous. “Winston's dog, the wild dog, the black dog on the road. The Dog that killed Dad, and Darrell, and Uncle Kieren, the dog that chased your cousin Martin off a bridge and left him like a fucking ragdoll in the creek! I know you told me not to talk about it, but I think it's stalking me.”
Grandpa had gone white. “Oh, no,” he said. “No, Ryan – ”
“I'm tired,” I said, cutting him off. Exhaustion lined my words with anger. “It's draining me of my energy. I can't fall asleep at night but then I can't get up in the morning, I'm distracted, I'm bored, I'm constantly looking over my shoulder, I feel like shit, actually – ”
“Ryan – ”
By now I was practically yelling. “Music and football aren't the same any more, because I'm so paranoid, I feel like crying, I'm scared, I don't want it to get me, or Mum, or you, or the others, but it got twenty-three people already at least and you said not to talk about it but I thought about it and I took secret pictures of Uncle Kieren's diary because he thought about it too, and I know that's fucked up but I did it, I'm sorry, and I read things and now it's noticed me and I'm scared I'm gonna be next and you know what? Part of me, part of me actually doesn't care because then this would stop, at least it would just stop – ”
I froze. Grandpa was crying. That was weird. Grandpa didn't cry.
“Grandpa?”
He shook his head and just wept. I felt instantly guilty. I went to pat him on the shoulder.
“I'm sorry,” I said. “I didn't mean to – um.”
He sniffed, and wiped his eyes.
“I'm sorry,” he said.
“It's okay.”
“No, I mean – oh, you were just a child.”
“Pardon?”
“You were so young. We didn't want you to know. The Dog...”
I did not like what was happening. I felt the footing had changed, all of a sudden. Hesitantly, I said, “You told me never to talk about it.”
He held his head in his hands. “I shouldn't have told you that. It doesn't stop it. It makes it worse.”
“I don't understand.”
“We thought you knew – we thought you knew what it meant – ”
“Grandpa?”
“You were so young. We thought you'd figure it out...”
He shook his head.
“Ryan, your Dad wasn't attacked by a dog. He killed himself.”
I felt the ground fall away underneath me. “What?”
“He cut his wrist. They say men usually pick something else, but he took a knife from the kitchen and...” He ran his finger down his arm. “I don't know if he wanted... I don't know.”
“But – ” I felt sick, like my world was spinning out of control. I had to grab the kitchen bench to keep a hold of myself. “But the police came. Mum said they – they found him in a pool of blood, and the Dog – ”
Defensive wounds. I slid gently to the floor.
“The Dog was...”
“We didn't want to tell you the truth. I'm so sorry. I thought you'd figure it out when you were old enough. When I was a child, you didn't talk about it. I shouldn't have told you that.”
“But the Dog. The black...”
He must have seen the understanding on my face, because he sighed apologetically.
“It's genetic. A predisposition, in our family. Not everyone, but especially the boys.”
He got on the floor and hugged me. His arms were strong. I let him, hugged him back, absorbing that news with the weight of a dozen lies.
I understand now. The Dog was never a dog.
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2020.11.30 05:01 WatchfulBirds The Dog Runs

My father was killed by a Dog.
My mother went out one day, and left my father alone. I was at childcare. She came home to find him dead in a pool of blood. My grandparents arrived minutes later to find her shocked and unseeing on the floor while an ambulance took him away.
I was only a few months old, at the stage of life where I relied on others for everything. In many ways this was a mercy. It meant I remember very little of that time, and especially of that day. All I remember is a gut feeling and a red floor. They say smell is our number one sense for memory, and that may be true. Whenever I smell blood I feel uneasy. But that could be a common trait too, a survival trait. Who knows.
The downside of my reliance on others was that my mother had to juggle dealing with Dad, me, and the rest of her life at a time when she was grieving. We ended up getting a lot of help from my grandparents over the next couple of years while it all got sorted out. We moved house almost straight away. Mum's idea.
I guess she didn't want the Dog to find us.
I found out about the Dog when I was old enough to start asking questions. I must have been about five. Most of the children I knew had two parents and I wanted to know why I didn't. Mum didn't like to talk about it, and she avoided my questions. To an adult, this would have suggested a subject to leave alone, but children have little tact, and are curious. So I pestered and pestered, and eventually my grandparents sat me down and told me that my mother didn't like to talk about it, but that the Dog had got him, and it was a great tragedy. They wouldn't tell me anything more. Said it was best not to talk about.
I told my mother about this conversation and she sighed. “Yeah, well,” she said, not quite meeting my eyes. “The Dog runs in your family.”
When I asked my grandparents if this was true, my grandfather nodded. When I asked what it meant, he gave me a long look, and said, “I will tell you this today, and then we will not talk about it any more. Okay?”
I said, “Okay.”
“The Dog is a...” He seemed to search for the right word. “It's a thing. We call it the Dog. It's not nice. It runs in the family.”
“But what does that mean?” I asked impatiently.
Grandpa sighed and rubbed his head. “It means... the Dog attacks people. It's out for blood. It kills people. It killed your father. We don't know why it... affects our family so much, but it does. It comes for you when it wants, and stalks you. Follows you. And when it's good and ready, it kills you.”
His face grew red as he spoke. I didn't say a word.
“My own cousin was killed by the Dog. And several others. You know, my mother's brother survived the war. He was at the Front. He got back home with nowt but a scar on his back. Four years in France. Survived it all. Then killed by – bloody Dog.”
He met my eyes. “We don't talk about the Dog. Do you know why that is?”
I shook my head.
“It attracts it. The more people who think about the Dog, the more people talk about it, the easier it is for it to hear you. That's what my father told me, and his told him. And now I'm telling you. Don't think about it. Don't talk about the Dog. Do you understand?”
I nodded silently. He patted my head and said, “Good lad.”
I became afraid of dogs.
It was not long after that that my grandparents got Wendell. He was a chocolate Lab with a waggy tail. The first time I saw him I squeaked in fright and ran and hid behind my mother. My grandfather asked me what was wrong.
“The Dog!” I cried tearfully. “It runs in the family!”
He laughed awkwardly. “Not that kind of dog,” he said.
Oh, I thought, as I stroked the dog. Not a Labrador.
Despite my promise to Grandpa, I would occasionally slip up and ask about the Dog. I always got the same answers. The Dog got him. What kind of dog? Not a Labrador. A black dog. Like the Grim. Drifting through our bloodline like a hunter, sniffing out victims and devouring them. A ravenous beast as slick as night. A wild dog. Winston's dog. I didn't know who that was; I assumed it was the great-great-uncle I'd been told of. There were plenty of dogs in our family history, judging by the myriad of photos my grandparents kept. I thought that was pretty stupid, having so many dogs when one is stalking your family and killing off generations. It could have hidden in plain sight. But then, don't some tribespeople have dogs to protect them from wolves? Or was that a childhood misunderstanding, brought about by an inaccurate representation of Native Americans in children's media?
Whatever the family curse was, it terrified me. My heart jumped a little every time I saw a dog matching the vague description of the Grim. I tried not to let it show – like Grandpa said, we don't talk about the Dog. But occasionally a question would slip past my lips, or I'd involuntarily jump at the sight of the neighbours' big black Alsatian. It was obvious something was not quite right.
Once I saw my friend fall from his bicycle and hurt his leg. He covered the wound with his hands as we walked home. When he pulled them away, they were bloody to the forearms, and I shook from head to toe as I remembered the defensive wounds on my father's body where the sharp-toothed beast had harmed him.
My grandparents were generally very patient with me, but it must have been hard for them. I was the living reminder of their son, and here I was, too young for tact, my silence on the matter kept by fear and a promise. It came to a head one day when I mentioned my aversion to the Alsatian next door. My grandmother started crying and my grandfather took me aside, and told me it was time to stop talking about it. Full stop. No exceptions. I was a big boy now and I had to hold myself together when I saw a black dog, and I had to stop letting questions slip out when it was on my mind. Did I want the Dog to come? Did I want it to get Grandma?
No. No, I didn't.
Don't talk about the Dog.
I put it out of my mind for a few years. My primary school friends stopped asking when I told them I wasn't supposed to talk about it, and by high school people had just the right balance of social awareness and pubescent awkwardness not to ask. I kept my promise for a long time. Mum fell in love again, and married my stepfather. They had two more children. I got over my fear of dogs, and made friends with the Alsatian. Things seemed to be going well.
I didn't talk about it for a long time, until I was seventeen, and my cousin Darrell was killed at work.
Darrell was a long-haul trucker. He was only in his twenties. In the middle of the night he'd lost control of his vehicle and driven into a wall. Killed on impact. Grandma and Grandpa sat together at the funeral, white-faced and tight-knuckled as they clutched each other's hands. My mother and my aunt and uncle sat together, trying only to get through the day. I sat alone.
My mind was whirring. It didn't make sense. Darrell was a competent driver. Yes, it was night-time, but he was not in a dangerous area and conditions on the road were fine. My aunt and uncle said he'd not been himself lately, but that didn't explain him losing control of the vehicle. The truck itself was in good shape and the resulting investigation found nothing wrong with it. So how?
So as not to upset my family, I turned to the internet for answers. I searched stories of car accidents and strange occurrences, expecting to find something about road conditions or a manufacturing problem. Instead I ran across something that made my blood run cold.
The Black Dog.
Hesitant, I clicked on it. My childhood fears tumbled toward me pixel by pixel, an Indiana Jones ball of ever-growing questions.
Some people said it was a spectre sent to warn of danger. Others said it was a mind trick, an illusion brought on by exhaustion or those isolated hours on the road. Whatever it was, many people had experienced it. A driver would see a black dog dart across the road in front of them. It usually preceded an accident, or warned the driver to take a break. The driver in the second instance would usually find they had avoided an accident when they got back on the road.
For some it was a curse, for others, a blessing. The Dog either caused the accidents or saved you from them. And there was another thing I'd heard of before, the Grim. An outgoing link led me to another page full of information about this shaggy black dog who appeared to warn of danger, often creating a feeling of impending doom before an incident. An omen. Apparently folklore, but I knew better.
I was horrified. And furious. I'd tried so hard not to talk about it. But the Dog had still come, and he'd got Darrell.
I wanted answers, and yet I'd promised not to ask, so I said nothing. I kept it all to myself as I'd been taught, adamant the Dog wouldn't find me or my mother, or my stepfather and siblings, or my grandparents, or anyone else I cared about. And that worked fine. It was slightly stressful, forcefully pushing the thought of the Dog out of my head as soon as it came, but I managed it. I had to manage it.
And then, when I was twenty-one, my uncle went missing.
He was found on the Moors after a few days, at the bottom of a cliff face. There were bite marks on him. Wild animals, they said. Not unusual in this area. But certainly unusual for them to get that close. They generally kept away from people.
He must have seen it coming, because my aunt said he'd left a note at home saying he loved her very much. He'd been distant these past few months, she told me. Nervous. Withdrawn. “Like Darrell was,” she said, wiping her eyes. “I can't help but wonder if...”
She didn't finish the sentence. My mother gathered her up and led her quietly to the other room at that point, but I knew what she was about to say. The Dog. I can't help but wonder if the Dog got him.
I wasn't all that close to Darrell. We saw each other occasionally and talked little, so it was no surprise I hadn't thought too hard about the change in behaviour prior to his accident. But now I knew there was a connection. It made sense with what I'd been reading about the Grim. A sense of impending doom. Nervousness. Withdrawal. My uncle and cousin knew the Dog was stalking them, and tried to keep it quiet to protect the others. That note.
And it hadn't been enough.
I saw red. My hands began to shake. I very nearly threw up right there at the kitchen table.
“Ryan?”
My mother appeared in the doorway. She looked me up and down. “Are you all right?”
I nodded.
“Sheila and I are going to take a quick walk. She needs to get out of the house for a few minutes. Are you coming?”
“I... um. I need a bit of time to myself. Can I stay here?”
“You sure?”
I nodded. She came over and kissed me on the cheek. “Okay. We won't be long.”
After the front door closed, I sat for a while to calm myself down, then headed upstairs. That Dog had taken quite enough of my family members. If there was anything I could find to stop it, I was sure I'd find it there.
My uncle had been a keen diarist. Not only that, but he was supremely interested in family history. It probably would have been him I'd peppered with questions as a child if we'd seen them more often. I felt guilty about that now. Maybe if we had, it wouldn't have happened.
His diary was not hard to find. Top drawer in the bedside table, next to a bottle of prescription pills and a pair of glasses. I flipped to a random page.
Saw Vincent today. Lunch at the Kings Arms.
I tried another page.
Sheffield United – Bolton Wanderers, 4-0.
And another.
Dog's got me...
My heart leapt. That was it. A scrawled paragraph at the end of a recent entry. It was messier than the rest of the writing, as though he'd decided at the last minute to write it in.
The Dog's got me by the balls. It never goes. Sometimes I forget for a while, but it always comes back. Every creak of the floorboards when the house is empty. Not empty. In the emptiness lurks the Dog. Winston was right.
Winston again. A relative?
Not supposed to talk about it my arse. Need to tell someone. At the same time don't want to burden anyone with the knowledge. Smile and get on with it. Maybe it'll go away, like a cold. Looked into family history surrounding it. Appalling number of people. Wrote them down. All lies at the funeral homes. Made it easier for the families, but we know. Always the same. Gets you so weak you can't run any more. Chokes you. Tears you open. Sometimes it chases you off something, nipping at your heels, and you just...
Fuck. Fucking not any more.
I was interrupted by footsteps coming up the driveway. Shit. I pulled my phone out quickly and took a photo of the page. What was that he said about writing down names?
In the back of the diary there was something that looked like a list. I photographed that too. The key turned in the lock and my heart jumped. I closed the diary, shoved it hastily back in the drawer, and ran for the bathroom. I got there just in the nick of time.
When we got home I went to my room and looked at the photos. They were blurry, but mostly readable. The list was in two columns; a number of names and dates from the past hundred or so years, and a short section of notes on each one. It took me a minute to realise what I was seeing, but when I saw the first few letters of my father's name in a pixel smudge at the bottom of the screen I realised what it was.
There were twenty-three. Almost all male. All aged between fifteen and forty-three. My uncle had clearly done his research. In the right-hand column, the notes read things like, Drowned in river. Allegedly witnessed falling from bridge. Seen running earlier. Behaviour changed in preceding months.
The causes of death were all the sort of thing someone might say to cover up a supernatural curse. Drowning. Poisoning. Nineteen of them had been confirmed to have had some behavioural changes in the months before their deaths. Withdrawal, disrupted sleep, self-isolation.
So they knew, I reasoned. They knew the Dog was coming for them.
And, as though my interest in the Dog had become a beacon, so it came for me.
It started small. I found it hard to sleep one night. That was fine. It happens. But then I found it hard to sleep another night too, and another. I simply couldn't get the thoughts in my head to quiet down enough to do it. I tried sleeping pills for a while, which helped at first, but made me feel sluggish during the day. When I stopped taking them the sudden insomnia came back.
Is it insomnia if you can sleep for a long time, but it takes to ages to actually fall asleep? Whatever that's called. I had that. I'd go to bed at ten or eleven, and not drop off until three or four in the morning. Then I'd either wake up for my alarm at seven feeling like I was made of grumpy molasses or sleep until the afternoon, at which point the cycle would start all over again.
Then I started seeing it everywhere. Not obviously, but in little things. A large black dog appeared in the local dog park. They'd never been there before. I walk past it every day. Or the poster at the local shop advertising dog-walking. A huge black dog stared at me from the page. I saw less daylight now my sleep schedule was so messy, and little flickers of light would sometimes appear in my vision. The internet suggested they were illusions brought on by tiredness, but I couldn't help but wonder. I was sure I saw the Dog there sometimes, out the corner of my eye. But whenever I looked, it became a trick of the light, and I'd look over my shoulder several times before fully shaking off the feeling I was being watched.
I found myself losing concentration over simple things. My music, my sport – I'd be in the middle of an activity and my focus would just wander off somewhere. I was in the middle of a game and just watched the ball shoot past me. It was an easy shot. I knew I ought to kick it. I knew I should want to kick it. But it just didn't occur to me to even try. I was so zoned out I barely noticed. I came to when I heard the ball hit the floor. My teammates were staring. I felt embarrassed. My mate Josh came jogging over and clapped me on the back, saying, “Hey, you right?”
“Yeah – yeah,” I answered. “Sorry, I just – I dunno. Zoned out.”
“Evans, what was that?” shouted our coach.
“Sorry! I just – I got distracted.”
He nodded. “All right, go again.”
I shook my head and jogged off. I saw Josh give me a concerned look, but the game continued, and I ignored it. Just a momentary lapse in concentration. Happened sometimes.
But it started happening more and more. The things I was passionate about took a back seat to this feeling of irritation. I grew tetchy and antisocial. I had never been an introvert, but I began avoiding people. I kept thinking I was imagining things, because I would have nightmares about the Dog. I'd feel uncomfortable around people I used to enjoy spending time with, because I was scared they'd notice something was off about me and ask about it. And how could I explain? What was I going to tell them, “Oh, sorry, guys, I know I've missed a couple of practices here and there, sorry I didn't come see you play on Saturday, it's just I think a dog is stalking my family and killing people and I've been a bit worried about it.” No. Who on Earth would believe that?
On the way home, in the dark, I heard an animal walking behind me. When I looked back there was no-one there, but something rustled, and I saw a pair of eyes glint at me from the park bushes. Josh asked if I was all right when I jumped in fright. He said it was a fox, but I wasn't so sure.
I became more and more withdrawn. I shut myself in my room, and would only come out when necessary. My family grew worried, but I insisted I was fine. I didn't want to make them worry about the Dog. If they were thinking about it, as Grandpa had said, maybe it would come for them, and I would have killed my family. The thought made me feel sick, so I distanced myself from them, because I did not want them to suffer like I was.
I was a sleep-deprived mess, unable to focus on things I cared about. I came home from a football game and dropped my muddy kit in the corner of the room. I stared at it. I needed to wash it. If I didn't, I couldn't play next week. But I just couldn't get my legs to lift me up and walk me to the laundry.
I couldn't sleep, but I'd make myself, and then in the morning I couldn't get up. If I didn't go outside, I figured, the Dog couldn't get me. Sometimes in a half-awake delirium I thought I could hear it snuffling around outside, trying to get in. I hid beneath the covers. I could have cried, but the stress had sapped me of my energy and I lay, silent.
One night, I heard my mother on the phone. She spoke in a low voice. I listened. I'm not proud of it.
“I'm worried,” she was saying, back turned to where I stood on the stairs. “He's listless. He's behaving like his father did before – ”
I perked up my ears.
“What if – what if he goes the same way?”
I stepped back. My stomach dropped like I'd been kicked. She knew. She knew about the Dog.
But if she knew, I was in trouble. Or she was in trouble. She was thinking about the Dog, which meant it could get her. No. You didn't talk about the Dog. First rule, just like the first rule of Fight Club. Keep your mouth shut about the Dog or it'll get you.
And I hadn't. Fuck. Fuck.
The next day, I went to my grandparent's house. Grandpa would know what to do. He'd held off the Dog for seventy years, and must have known every trick. Maybe he knew how to get it to leave you alone.
I knocked on the door. Grandma answered. She looked happy to see me. I hugged her.
“Hello, Ryan!”
“Hi, Grandma.” I pulled my backpack over my shoulder. “Is Grandpa here? I wanted to ask him something.”
“Through there, love.”
“Thanks.”
“Is everything all right?”
“Yeah – yeah, it's fine. How about you?”
She smiled. “Oh, you know.”
I nodded. I didn't know. Mere months after losing your second son, with the child of your first son standing like his ghost in front of you; I never wanted to know. But I nodded anyway.
Grandpa was in the dining room reading. He looked up when he saw me.
“Hello, Ryan.”
“Hi, Grandpa.”
“How are you?”
“I'm all right. How are you?”
“Oh, you know.”
I nodded, and dropped my backpack to the floor. I pulled out my phone, open to the diary pictures, and handed it to him.
“What's this?” he asked.
“I don't know how to say this, so I'm just gonna cut straight to it,” I said. “I think it's stalking me.”
He frowned. “What?”
“That – animal.”
“What animal?”
“The Dog.” I stared at him. He looked concerned. His lack of immediate understanding made me suddenly nervous. “Winston's dog, the wild dog, the black dog on the road. The Dog that killed Dad, and Darrell, and Uncle Kieren, the dog that chased your cousin Martin off a bridge and left him like a fucking ragdoll in the creek! I know you told me not to talk about it, but I think it's stalking me.”
Grandpa had gone white. “Oh, no,” he said. “No, Ryan – ”
“I'm tired,” I said, cutting him off. Exhaustion lined my words with anger. “It's draining me of my energy. I can't fall asleep at night but then I can't get up in the morning, I'm distracted, I'm bored, I'm constantly looking over my shoulder, I feel like shit, actually – ”
“Ryan – ”
By now I was practically yelling. “Music and football aren't the same any more, because I'm so paranoid, I feel like crying, I'm scared, I don't want it to get me, or Mum, or you, or the others, but it got twenty-three people already at least and you said not to talk about it but I thought about it and I took secret pictures of Uncle Kieren's diary because he thought about it too, and I know that's fucked up but I did it, I'm sorry, and I read things and now it's noticed me and I'm scared I'm gonna be next and you know what? Part of me, part of me actually doesn't care because then this would stop, at least it would just stop – ”
I froze. Grandpa was crying. That was weird. Grandpa didn't cry.
“Grandpa?”
He shook his head and just wept. I felt instantly guilty. I went to pat him on the shoulder.
“I'm sorry,” I said. “I didn't mean to – um.”
He sniffed, and wiped his eyes.
“I'm sorry,” he said.
“It's okay.”
“No, I mean – oh, you were just a child.”
“Pardon?”
“You were so young. We didn't want you to know. The Dog...”
I did not like what was happening. I felt the footing had changed, all of a sudden. Hesitantly, I said, “You told me never to talk about it.”
He held his head in his hands. “I shouldn't have told you that. It doesn't stop it. It makes it worse.”
“I don't understand.”
“We thought you knew – we thought you knew what it meant – ”
“Grandpa?”
“You were so young. We thought you'd figure it out...”
He shook his head.
“Ryan, your Dad wasn't attacked by a dog. He killed himself.”
I felt the ground fall away underneath me. “What?”
“He cut his wrist. They say men usually pick something else, but he took a knife from the kitchen and...” He ran his finger down his arm. “I don't know if he wanted... I don't know.”
“But – ” I felt sick, like my world was spinning out of control. I had to grab the kitchen bench to keep a hold of myself. “But the police came. Mum said they – they found him in a pool of blood, and the Dog – ”
Defensive wounds. I slid gently to the floor.
“The Dog was...”
“We didn't want to tell you the truth. I'm so sorry. I thought you'd figure it out when you were old enough. When I was a child, you didn't talk about it. I shouldn't have told you that.”
“But the Dog. The black...”
He must have seen the understanding on my face, because he sighed apologetically.
“It's genetic. A predisposition, in our family. Not everyone, but especially the boys.”
He got on the floor and hugged me. His arms were strong. I let him, hugged him back, absorbing that news with the weight of a dozen lies.
I understand now. The Dog was never a dog.
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2020.11.30 03:45 LetsRead_YouTube Desert Story 4

On Friday, May 31st, 2019, Juan Gonzalez, a resident of Las Vegas, Nevada, drove over to his sister’s house, on West Pebble Road near Durango. He and twenty four year old Esmeralda had always been close. Having been born in Michoacán, Mexico, their family had emigrated north not long after Esmerelda was born. They grew up as strangers in a new land, one in which they often felt like outsiders. As a result, Juan had always been particularly protective of his little sister. But when called over and rang the doorbell, there was no reply. This was unusual, as Juan had called ahead a few days before to make sure she would be home at the time of his visit, and given that he hadn’t received any calls or texts from her that day, he had no reason to suspect that she wouldn’t be home. After several more rings of her doorbell, she still didn’t answer, so Juan walked around the property to peer through a window, just in case his sister was listening to music using earbuds, which she often did during her regular workouts. What he saw inside frightened the life out of him. The home had been completely ransacked, with furniture flipped over and pieces of broken ornaments strewn around the rooms. Juan forced his way into his sister’s home, calling out to her as he did so, but still there was no reply. The place was completely deserted. Juan immediately called the Police to report his sister missing. Police records indicate that he was obviously extremely worried about his sister’s wellbeing, and he had good reason to be too.
Ever since she graduated with a Communications degree from the University of Nevada Las Vegas, Esmerelda had dreamed of a career in the media. In a Facebook post from 2017, she gushed over the fact that she had finally been able to meet some of the news anchors from TV’s ‘Telemundo’, who held positions that she deeply coveted due to her Latin background. But competition for such media jobs is extremely fierce, particularly for niche organizations such as Spanish language news outlets. Esmerelda strove to make a name for herself, cultivating an Instagram following of over three hundred thousand by posting glamour shots she’d acquired as part of her side hustle of modelling and exotic dancing. The profile described her as a “Real Estate Investor, Humanitarian, Social scientist, Anthropologist and Foreign Model”. “She was a very sweet, very nice young woman,” neighbor Janice Zeno told a local news outlet in the days following her disappearance, “she had a cute little toy poodle, and she would sit out on the little bench outside her house, and she was very pleasant every time we spoke to her.” Esmerelda also had big dreams, once posting a Facebook status that simply read “life without dreaming is a life without meaning”. But time and time again, her hopes of securing a media career were dashed, until one day, Esmerelda seemed to suffer from a full on nervous breakdown. After a brief stay in a psychiatric unit in her adopted hometown of Las Vegas, doctors diagnosed her with bipolar disorder and schizophrenia.
But despite being prescribed a series of anti-psychotic medications in the wake of her breakdown, Esmerelda’s condition appeared to have worsened. She became more and more heavily involved in the adult entertainment industry, and along the way found that narcotics were much more effective at alleviated her stress and disappointment than any of the doctor prescribed medications, with her drug of choice apparently being Crystal Methamphetamine. Obviously, such heavy use of the drug has a devastating effect on her mental health, as well as her finances, with Esmerelda being forced into performing seedier and sleazier acts in order to fund her lifestyle. Her brother, Juan, and the rest of her family were all too aware of her recent struggles, which is what lead Juan to seek to check up on her on the day she was found to be missing.
In order to aid the ongoing police investigation into her whereabouts, the Gonzalez family set up a Facebook page, simply titled ‘Find Esmerelda Gonzalez’. A post on the page from June of 2019 states that “it has been an absolute nightmare not knowing where she is. We’re just worried about her every day, constantly thinking about her”, and appealed to anyone who might have any information on her whereabouts to come forward. Yet three months later, in September, Esmeralda had still not been found, and none of those involved were any closer to determining just where she was located. One post on the Facebook page noted that, “Esmeralda has been missing for 99 days. Our page was temporarily down to attempt to give Esmeralda’s family a break from the emotional toll of this experience. Thank you everyone for your positive wishes and continued concern”. Days later, some deeply concerning details emerged regarding her wellbeing before she went missing. Gonzalez was described by the Facebook page devoted to finding her as being in fragile mental health in the days leading up to her murder. “In the days before her disappearance, Esmeralda experienced multiple psychological episodes…she’s extremely vulnerable. We miss the friendly and cheerful presence of Esmeralda. Her family desperately seeks answers about his whereabouts”, a post read.
Las Vegas Metro Police then made a disturbing breakthrough. They discovered that Esmerelda has been sighted the day before she disappeared at a nearby car dealership and later on the home surveillance camera of one her neighbors. She was dressed only in lingerie and high heels and was reportedly acting dispirited and depressed. The events that lead up to her walking around in next to nothing in a melancholy daze are unknown, but it doesn’t take a detective to work out that they can’t have been good.
After watching a series of tapes from CCTV cameras near the dealership, Police contacted identifiable witnesses who reported that Esmerelda had apparently stopped them to ask for a ride. Another pair of homeowners told Police she had actually tried to open up the door of her home in an upset and disorientated state, before they were forced to make it clear that their home was most certainly not the one she was looking for. This was the last time she was seen alive.
However, Vegas Metro Police knew that they were extremely close to finding her, and once again appealed to the general public after disclosing the breakthroughs of the case. It was then they received a horrifying tip from an anonymous caller, who claimed to have been visiting a friend’s house during the last week of May, where they’d seen a beautiful, young Latina girl wearing nothing but lingerie. After the girl and their friend had gotten into some kind of verbal altercation, the girl had apparently punched the caller’s friend in the face and threatened to call the police. She was then dragged into a bedroom where the altercation apparently continued. After some time, the anonymous caller walked over to the bedroom door, opened it, and peered inside. There, they discovered a nightmarish scene that they told police was “something out of a horror movie”. The caller’s friend had the young woman tied to a bedpost, apparently having beaten her until she was barely recognizable as a human being. The caller then noticed that next to her tied up body, was a bottle of swimming pool cleaner with the cap off, their friend has filled a syringe with the caustic liquid and was in the process of injecting it into the semi-naked girl’s veins. The caller then fled the residence in horror, and had not spoken to their friend since, but did note that they had observed erratic behaviour from them in the days that followed. The homeowner was a forty five year old man by the name of Christopher Prestipino, who lived on the exact same street as Esmerelda Gonzales.
Vegas Metro Police then paid a visit to Prestipino’s residence to question him on the girl’s whereabouts. As soon as he denied the events having happened, or that any such female had ever visited his home, they knew they were onto something. Police then went about investigating Prestipino’s actions in the days that followed the apparent incident, discovering that he had rented a fifteen foot truck from the U-Haul Moving and Storage outlet on the 8600 block of South Las Vegas Boulevard. He had apparently picked the truck up around 6:30 p.m on June the 8 th , returning it two days later. Employees remembered that the truck smelled heavily of cleaning products, which was highly unusual given the dire state of some of the vehicles returned to them. The vehicle was then tracked from the U-Haul outlet to a nearby Home Depot, where the store’s CCTV cameras captured Prestipino purchasing what appeared to be two boxes of deck screws, an Ocean Mist Filter Fresh Clip Strip, two tubes of WD-40 silicon lube, then 96-inch 2x4 studs, five sixty pound bags of concrete mix, one fifty pound bag of lime, eight concrete fence cap blocks, and an iced coffee.
Homicide detective were then able to track the U-Haul truck on its journey back to Prestipino’s home, where it stayed until the next day, when Prestipino appeared to drive it out into the desert north of Las Vegas. Detectives then enlisted the help of a local search unit, giving them a rough area of a few square miles to comb over, and instructions to report back with anything unusual that they might notice, especially any signs of construction involving concrete.
With the aid of a helicopter observation unit, Las Vegas Metro Police drove out into the desert and began an intensive search of the area they’d been given. Ground teams scoured the area, searching gullies and ravines, covering every inch of the dry, dusty desert in the hopes of finding a clue to Esmeralda’s whereabouts. Homicide detectives had initially speculated that Prestipino may have driven a still living Esmeralda into the desert to imprison her in some kind of makeshift concrete cell. But the reality was much more horrifying. Because on October the 8 th , a full four months after Prestipino had rent the U-Haul truck from the outlet on South Vegas Boulevard, the search terms came across a homemade wood and concrete structure hidden in a compact desert valley. They broke open the wooden exterior to find that the inside was not a hollow containment area, but solid concrete. There were no obvious signs of foul play, but the structure was still extremely suspect, especially given that it was made up of the exact purchases that Prestipino had made during his 8 th of June visit to Home Depot. A team was called in to break up the concrete block, and as they did so, the smell of death filled the air around them; contained in the solid concrete that stood before them, was the dead body of Esmerelda Gonzalez.
Vegas Metro Police immediately issued an arrest warrant for Christopher Prestipino. He was found at his home, putting up no resistance as he was arrested on charges of open murder, kidnapping and conspiracy to murder. Police then drove him over to the Clark County Detention Center, where he was interred on a bond of half a million dollars. Prestipino’s thirty one year old girlfriend Lisa Mort also faced a charge of harboring, concealing or aiding a felon, given that she was noted to have visited her boyfriend at home during some of the events in question. Clark County online court records show that Prestipino is a felon. He has multiple drug cases on his criminal history, including one for manufacturing meth. His felony case for drug dealing dates to 2001 and resulted in a suspended sentence and probation. His trial for Esmeralda Gonzalez’s murder was set to begin in late April of this year, but there has been little media coverage and we will simply have to wait and see what the verdict will be.
But God help any jury that has to survey the evidence surrounding the case, and contemplate the sad and terrifying events that lead a young woman with big dreams to be murdered in such a horrific fashion, before being encased in concrete, driven out into the desert and left there in the hopes that she would never be found. We can only imagine how horrifying Esmerelda’s final moments were. Seeing a man who lived on the very same street as her, someone she probably knew personally, about to inject pool cleaner into her veins; a traumatic end to the life of a troubled young woman. May she see justice, and may she rest in peace.
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Recovered +3 543
Deaths - 4
Test results received* +4234 726,031
Hospital - 0
ICU - 0
* Across private and public laboratories

Active cases breakdown

Last 24 hours TOTAL
Active cases - 17
Overseas acquired - 3
Close contact - 15
Locally acquired (contact unknown) - 0
Interstate acquired - 0
Under investigation (in quarantine) - 0

Parafield cluster

Total cases linked to cluster 33
New cases linked to cluster today -
Cases in hospital 0
Approximate number of contacts in quarantine 1300

Healthcare

Site Suburb Last 24 hours Known TOTAL Reported
Calvary Adelaide Hospital Adelaide - 1 (patient) Nov: 17

Aged care outbreaks

Facility name LGA Suburb Total cases Total staff Total residents Total other Deaths Reported
AngicareSA City of Charles Sturt Brompton 4 4 0 0 0 Nov: 20, 17, 16

Affected educational institutions in the last 14 days

Name Suburb LGA Notes Reported
Intensive English Language Institute (IELI), Sturt Campus, Flinders University Bedford Park City of Mitcham/City of Marion Person who has tested positive has attended the Intensive English Language Institute (IELI) on Sturt Campus in recent days. Second case, man in 30s, tested positive on 28th Nov Nov: 17, 28
Woodville High School St Clair City of Charles Sturt Student attended school on 23rd November Nov: 25
Mt Carmel College Rosewater City of Port Adelaide Enfield Nov: 17
Roma Mitchell Secondary College Gepps Cross City of Port Adelaide Enfield Confirmed case in a secondary student. Roma Mitchell Secondary College will be closed to all services until at least Monday 30 November. Nov: 17

⚠️ PEOPLE WHO MUST QUARANTINE AND SEEK TESTING ⚠️

Anyone who has visited the below locations on the listed dates/times must self-quarantine immediately for 14 days (commencing on the last day on which the person was present at a relevant site) and get a COVID-19 test on day 1 and day 12 of quarantine.
(Last updated 29/11/20)
Location Dates & Times
Lyell McEwin Hospital Emergency Department 13 November 5.30 pm to 14 November 8.00 am
SA Structural, 54 Kaurna Avenue Edinburgh 12 November 7:00 am to 3.30 pm
The Aquadome, Elizabeth 14 November 11.00 am to 1.30 pm
Woodville High School, St Clair - Year 9 students and specific staff members 23 and/or 24 November

⚠️ PEOPLE WHO MUST SEEK TESTING IMMEDIATELY ⚠️

Latest locations added 11.00 am 29 November:
Anyone who has visited the below locations during the listed times should seek testing immediately, even if you do not have any symptoms, and isolate until you get your results.

Location Dates & Times
Flinders University Sturt Campus, Bedford Park 13 November to 28 November
Big W Brickworks, Torrensville Sunday 22 November 12.15 pm – 12.50 pm
Foodland Norwood, Norwood Sunday 22 November 1.20 pm – 2 pm
Kmart, Kurralta Park Sunday 22 November 2.45 pm – 3.10 pm

⚠️ PEOPLE WHO MUST MONITOR FOR SYMPTOMS ⚠️

Latest locations added 11.00 am 29 November:
Anyone who has visited the below locations during the listed times should monitor for symptoms and get tested immediately if symptoms appear.

Location Dates & Times
On The Run, Hilton Sunday 22 November 12.05 pm – 12.15 pm
Anaconda, Mile End Sunday 22 November 12.55 pm – 1.05 pm
Guzman y Gomez, Glandore Sunday 22 November 2.45 pm – 2.50 pm
Glenelg Boost Juice Shop, Glenelg Sunday 22 November 3.20 pm – 3.30pm
Click HERE for the complete list of contact tracing locations.

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2020.11.30 01:40 hoser2112 11-29 COVID-19 Update for Santa Clara County

The county reported 574 new cases today, and I count 546 of those falling within the past 7 days. The county does not report deaths on the weekend. We are currently in the Purple Tier. The state monitoring chart and tier levels are updated as needed now, the covid19.ca.gov site as of Nov 28 lists a daily COVID-19 case per 100k rate of 18.9 (for the week 11/16-11/22), with an adjusted case rate of 9.5 (there's an adjustment factor depending on how many tests per 100k you do compared against the state average, for Santa Clara's testing rate that adjustment factor is currently 0.500).
City Total Cases New Cases Added Today Total Past 7 Days Daily Average per 100K
Campbell 606 9 75 25.23
Cupertino 232 6 33 7.78
Gilroy 2418 25 236 60.72
Los Altos 201 3 23 10.74
Los Altos Hills 62 0 7 11.74
Los Gatos 316 6 54 24.95
Milpitas 900 20 100 18.44
Monte Sereno 30 0 0 0.00
Morgan Hill 1000 16 115 37.44
Mountain View 921 20 123 21.69
OtheUnknown 1435 45 245
Palo Alto 431 8 35 7.46
San Jose 22481 356 2233 31.07
Santa Clara 1569 22 151 17.09
Saratoga 199 1 22 10.18
Sunnyvale 1491 23 164 15.38

ZIP Total Cases New Cases Added Today Total Past 7 Days Daily Average per 100K
94022 143 1 16 11.80
94024 117 2 14 8.35
94040 436 15 77 30.69
94041 175 1 9 8.93
94043 295 3 34 15.43
94085 371 4 29 17.55
94086 531 12 73 21.01
94087 308 4 30 7.49
94089 272 3 31 19.85
94301 146 1 7 5.82
94304 33 0 2 7.32
94305 44 1 1 0.93
94306 173 7 22 11.41
95002 59 1 8 53.26
95008 584 9 67 20.58
95014 226 6 32 7.32
95020 2354 25 231 51.68
95030 100 2 21 22.58
95032 227 3 27 14.68
95035 897 19 99 18.23
95037 977 15 112 30.98
95046 170 7 20 47.42
95050 635 10 63 22.81
95051 589 10 63 15.48
95054 327 2 22 12.95
95070 196 1 22 10.04
95110 786 12 68 48.08
95111 2170 25 173 39.61
95112 1474 28 183 42.82
95113 75 1 6 44.21
95116 2187 24 202 51.09
95117 728 8 62 29.93
95118 460 1 29 12.72
95119 116 0 13 17.73
95120 288 4 34 12.86
95121 791 17 82 30.74
95122 2515 39 253 62.55
95123 1213 27 116 24.44
95124 449 11 61 17.03
95125 866 9 79 21.07
95126 775 9 68 26.99
95127 2214 24 202 43.93
95128 610 17 61 23.14
95129 254 11 44 15.78
95130 125 0 9 8.65
95131 379 2 41 18.79
95132 530 5 67 22.87
95133 588 7 59 29.34
95134 274 7 24 12.59
95135 146 10 26 16.61
95136 972 21 93 27.91
95138 296 4 33 22.70
95139 103 4 29 56.81
95148 849 23 92 26.90
The growth of new cases, eliminating the most recent 2 days and then comparing the previous 7 days to the 7 days before that, we end up with 0.99. If we do the same, but eliminate the most recent 5 days, we end up with 1.45. In all cases, a number over 1 means the number of new cases per day is growing, a number less than 1 means the number of new cases per day is shrinking.
The daily average case rate per 100k over the past 7 days (excluding the most recent four days) is 23.79. The adjusted case rate is 11.90. Note that the state uses different data for their tier level calculations, the current difference between my calculations and the state calculations are that my calculations are higher by 2.0.
Note that the date a case is reported on is the date of the first test, not when the results were reported, so the data for the last 5+ days is incomplete and cases will continue to be added to those dates.
Case Date Cases New Cases Added Today
Oct 17 66 0
Oct 18 40 0
Oct 19 141 0
Oct 20 199 0
Oct 21 148 -1
Oct 22 132 1
Oct 23 147 -1
Oct 24 69 0
Oct 25 56 0
Oct 26 158 0
Oct 27 197 -1
Oct 28 169 2
Oct 29 142 0
Oct 30 147 -1
Oct 31 98 0
Nov 1 55 0
Nov 2 218 0
Nov 3 279 1
Nov 4 299 -1
Nov 5 265 0
Nov 6 256 0
Nov 7 211 0
Nov 8 86 0
Nov 9 295 0
Nov 10 418 0
Nov 11 345 0
Nov 12 448 0
Nov 13 381 0
Nov 14 267 0
Nov 15 117 0
Nov 16 319 0
Nov 17 550 -1
Nov 18 569 0
Nov 19 503 1
Nov 20 522 11
Nov 21 336 8
Nov 22 233 17
Nov 23 581 30
Nov 24 533 194
Nov 25 407 136
Nov 26 79 26
Nov 27 148 137
Nov 28 6 6

Lab report, no surprises, there's a testing dip for the holidays driving the positivity rate up a bit. The average test positive rate over the past 7 days (excluding the most recent three days) is 3.57%.
Positive Negative New Positive Tests Today New Negative Tests Today Test Positive Rate
Oct 30 165 9375 0 -17 1.73%
Oct 31 115 3895 0 -10 2.87%
Nov 1 63 2375 0 -8 2.58%
Nov 2 244 10223 0 -22 2.33%
Nov 3 301 12626 0 -15 2.33%
Nov 4 331 12999 -1 -16 2.48%
Nov 5 295 11521 0 -22 2.50%
Nov 6 283 11308 -1 -24 2.44%
Nov 7 235 4821 0 -7 4.65%
Nov 8 102 2938 -1 -15 3.36%
Nov 9 334 11858 1 -19 2.74%
Nov 10 483 14807 -1 -28 3.16%
Nov 11 386 11857 -1 -31 3.15%
Nov 12 498 13004 0 -18 3.69%
Nov 13 445 13286 0 -28 3.24%
Nov 14 317 6481 -1 -11 4.66%
Nov 15 136 3518 0 -9 3.72%
Nov 16 364 13022 0 -22 2.72%
Nov 17 612 17464 -1 -36 3.39%
Nov 18 639 16813 -1 -48 3.66%
Nov 19 546 17430 0 -40 3.04%
Nov 20 572 17776 3 -15 3.12%
Nov 21 375 8296 4 6 4.32%
Nov 22 252 4618 13 -16 5.17%
Nov 23 609 17002 16 418 3.46%
Nov 24 572 14853 197 2006 3.71%
Nov 25 463 11576 140 3752 3.85%
Nov 26 94 1185 31 354 7.35%
Nov 27 168 3739 154 3234 4.30%
Nov 28 8 484 8 484 1.63%

Hospitalizations, using the state dashboard there are 73 cases in the ICU, up 1, and 263 total cases hospitalized, up 17. Using the county dashboard, there are 74 cases in the ICU, up 3, 272 total cases hospitalized, up 33, and 62 new admissions.
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2020.11.30 01:23 Joker_ERP [M4A] (A playing as F) Massive list of RP prompts (Rule 34, fandoms, Games, OC, Incest Ect.)

Hey there! Today I’ve got a massive list of rp ideas and have written out some starters along with some ideas to how I see the rp going. I’m open to change and ready to do other ideas too. So if you feel like you’ve got an idea I might be interested in feel free to talk to me about those: ).
As for my replies. I write in first person mainly and my reply length varies. I generally do anything from a few sentences to a paragraph or more and generally require my partner to do the same. Fair warning the less detail you reply with the less interested I’ll be in rping with you. (Not looking for a few words as a response)
I enjoy having a story to go along with the smut so it’s not just constant sex, some cute or action driven moments are fun as well. – Hand holding and cute dates are pleasant! I mainly do my rps on kik, discord or here. I also have an RP facebook account, so feel free to ask for my users for those! : )
My kinks and limits list might be a big read, but none are compulsory. I’m just here to have fun and hopefully meet some cool rp partners : )
Kinks: Harems (Doesn’t mean having to play all characters at once, just one by one is fine!), Incest, Outercourse (Which is stuff like titjobs, thigh jobs, grinding, hot dogging) Risky public spaces (Toilet stalls, changing booths. That kinda thing where people could get caught.) Facials, Freckles (Face and body). Big/nicely shaped bums (Especially if they jiggle). Creampies, Cum on tits/body, big cumshots, Thigh high socks. showewater sex (pools, shower, hot tubs ect.) Mutual desire for sex.
Limits: Pregnancy (Hard limit sorry), Vomit, Piss, Blood, Toilet stuff, Rape, Gangbangs (Unless it’s multiple females) Male on Male, futas, rimming/pegging.
There might be more that I’m forgetting so if you’re unsure feel free to ask me! The rougher side of sex like Name calling, slapping choking spanking I can all do as well! : ) Without further ado let’s jump into the starters!
Disclaimer: I am 18+ and all participants and characters must be 18+
Here's the basic list of ideas if you wanted to look them over before reading the full posts. I’m also open to some ideas that I may have missed! And please note: I’m looking for FEMALE characters only!
Rule 34/Fandom/Game Ideas: Idea 1: My Harem (Hero) Academia. Idea 2: Pokémon Idea 3: Naruto Idea 4: Bleach Idea 5: One piece. Idea 6: Sword Art Online. Idea 7: Fairy Tail. Idea 8: Avatar The Last Airbender. Idea 9: Persona (Girls from 4 and 5). Idea 10: Harry Potter. Idea 11: Final Fantasy. Idea 12: The Witcher 3.
OC Ideas: Idea 13: Fantasy harem adventure. Idea 14: Only Man of the town. Idea 15: Zombie and Nuclear Apocalypse. Idea 16: Sci-Fi space crew.
Incest Ideas: Idea 17: Brother sisteMother son (Or both). Idea 18: Aunt/Cousin. (Can be both) Idea 19: Incest family vacation.
Idea 1: My Harem (Hero) Academia.
(So my character will be a transfer into Class 1-A. His power is the power of persuasion. With the power he’s able to convince someone to do something as if it’s their own will. However, he’s hesitant to use it on other people and to tell everyone he even has it as he’s been outcast at his last school for the villainous nature of his quirk. As such he can’t use it to its full extent and can only issue small commands to begin with.
My idea with this is that one or more (cannon or non) of the girls decide to help him out in a private setting and overtime it gets more and more sexual in nature. And as he becomes more confident, he’s able to issue more longer-term commands. This can also be mixed in well with some story and some action to keep the plot interesting.)
Starter: It was a day which started like most others in Class 1-A. The students got ready in the dorms and headed to class to chat among themselves while they waited for Aizawa to enter. However, unlike most days there seemed to be an extra desk placed in the room. The seat caused some confusion which didn’t last long as the first bell rang and Aizawa entered the room.
“Morning everyone.” He stated in his mainly bored and sleepy tone which seemed to sound like he was stifling a yawn. “Today we’ve got a new student transferring in from another school. He’s from Shiketsu, some of you may recognize the name since it’s got the same level as prestige as U.A. but regardless make sure he feels welcome.” He said pointing a sweeping stare at everyone and finally resting on the problem child of the U.A class Bakugo.
With that he fell silent and I felt it was my cue to enter. Swallowing a little at the nerves I steeled them quickly and entered. My blue eyes sweeping over some of the familiar faces in the room. Many of the students had standout performances in the UA sports festival and as well in the news reports about the villain attack on the training camp.
I had a lot to live up to if I wanted to join these legends in training but regardless, I was determined to do just that. Breathing a little and shifting my auburn hair from my eyes I smiled the best I could. “My name is Schwarzer, Chris Schwarzer. It’s a pleasure to meet you all.” I say bowing to the class.
Satisfied with the introduction Aizawa nodded to the spare seat in the room. Taking that as an order I nodded back and headed over to my seat sitting down and getting my books out. Curiously I turned to the seat next to me noticing one of the girls in the class and gave her a slight smile as Aizawa began his lesson.
Idea 2: Pokemon. (So this one is super simple. Some trainers or a trainer and his Pokémon go on a grand adventure. For this one my favourite Canon female are: Marnie, May, Hilda and May. And my favourite Anthro Pokémon are Lopunny, Arcanine, Blaiziken That’s just for reference though and you can really play whoever you like! Ocs are of course welcome too!)
Trainer x Trainer Starter:
I like many others in the world of Pokémon have just started on my journey. Although I had done so a little late. Regardless me and my starter Pokémon Aipom which was a gift from my late father. Setting off with excitement to make a name of myself.
That excitement wore off pretty quickly however as an advanced trainer stepped in my path and soon, I realized how big the gap between us was. He wiped the floor with my aipom and laughed as he took my “Prize money” Scooping up my aipom I rushed through the rest of the route and over to the next town ducking quickly into the Pokémon centre.
Looking around there was a few new trainers who seemed to have fallen to the same fate as I had and I shook my head. Guys like that were total assholes and without hesitating I headed over to the counter where the nurse took my Aipom from me. Once he was gone, I was told there was going to be a short wait due to the amount of Pokémon they had to treat. I nodded as I headed over and sat down in one of the seats.
Idea 3: Naruto. (So for this one I like the idea that my character is a nomadic mercenary hired by the leaf to help train the ninja of the village, maybe he also has some kind of hidden power that boosts his chakra but also increases his libido. Not too sure how I wanna go about this one.)
Starter: The Hokage Tsunade Senju looked over me with a curious gaze and then down to my application form. “You’re younger than I expected given everything you’ve done.” She stated honestly. “But the intelligence division did a thorough search into you and you check out.” She stated as she slammed the approved stamp down onto my paper.
“Just remember, if you do anything to endanger this village, I’ll snuff you out personally.” She said in an icy and threatening tone. Feeling a cold bead of sweat roll down the side of my face I nodded. “Of course. I wouldn’t dream of it.” I say. Internally I make a mental note not to cross her in any way.
“Good.” She said putting a smile across her features. “Your first group is down on the training field waiting for you already.” She stated. “Your lodgings will be set up by the time you’re done, here’s the key.” She said tossing the key to me which I caught and stuffed into my pocket. I was a little shocked with how quick she wanted me to get to work but I nodded. “Right!” I say giving a respectful bow before heading out.
It took me a little longer than expected to actually find the training grounds as I hadn’t ever been here before. And when I got there much to her credit there were a few ninja standing around. Approaching them I gave them a sheepish smile. “Sorry I’m late guys.” I called out. “I got lost.” I added on.
Idea 4: Bleach. (So a new human soul reaper makes it into the soul society. His power isn’t captain level to begin with simply being enough to take out the average hollow. And with the resurgence of the hollow threat the Soul Society has offered to give him a substitute badge to take out those hollows deemed too small for the soul society to handle. Maybe he’s paired up with someone or someone like Orihime steps in to help him grow.)
Starter: Another boring day at school followed by a night of boring patrols. With all the big hollows being taken care of by “Full-fledged” Soul reapers it didn’t leave me with much opportunity to train against bigger enemies.
At least that’s what I thought originally. A few blocks from me there was a rift which opened up and the pure spiritual pressure that came from the hollow that stepped out of it was enough to make me feel as though gravity itself was pushing against me.
It was hard to breathe and even harder to stand as my hand clutched my blade in my left hand tightly. I shook my head as I heard the loud roar of the large breast and could even see it’s towering form from my position.
It was nothing close to a menos, but it was enough to tower over a three-story building for sure. “Shit.” I hissed to myself as I knew there were no soul reapers around at this stage. With a threat this big I was sure they’d come, but until then it was up to me to buy some time and make sure no humans or souls were consumed.
Pushing myself forward I reached the park that the Hollow had appeared in. Thankfully the park was deserted at this time of night. When he saw me the hollow. “You don’t smell like much, but you’ll do as a snack.” The hollow commented as it charged forward. “Just evade, buy time.” I comment to myself as I began to leap around the battle field looking a bit like and feeling like an idiot.
The hollow toyed with me a little while enjoying the chase before it seemed to ger bored. Just when I was thinking I was fast enough to keep avoiding it the creature’s mouth opened and its forked tongue shot out at me with faster speed than I was anticipating I raised my blade to defend myself but it was a feeble attempt and I knew it wouldn’t be enough.
Idea 5: One Piece. (So I’m not quite sure how to approach this one, but I’ll give it a go. Much like the MHA starter my character will have the power of persuasion, having eaten the Persua-Persua fruit. I’m thinking either he joins the Strawhats and goes on their adventures or he makes his own crew with girls from the story, I’m gonna leave it fairly open ended so we can jump in whenever along the story we wanna go!)
Starter: Alone in a bar I sat staring in the amber liquid in my mug. I was down on my luck after having my whole crew and my ship destroyed in a long battle another pirate crew. The only reason I was able to live through the ordeal was due to my crew sacrificing themselves to give me a chance to escape.
I spent days adrift with little food and water and soon washed up upon the island I was in. Immediately I found a tavern ready to drown my sorrows and feel sorry for myself for a little while.
Letting out a sigh I downed the rest of my drink soon looking at the few drops of liquid bottom of my mug. I knew being a pirate wouldn’t be easy, I knew it’d be violent and end in violence. However, to lose in that fashion without even being able to use my devil fruit to calm or question our opponent and losing everything still took its toll on me.
Scratching at the growing stubble with one hand, the other I raised my mug to demand another drink and as such the bartender approached to fill my mug. “You’re looking a little rough there, you sure you need another?” The bartender asked as he took the mug from me. “I don’t have anything else to do. I don’t even know what else to do with myself.” I responded grumpily. “Just fill it up.” I demanded. “Right.” The bartender responded as he filled it with more of the alcoholic amber liquid and slid It in front of me.
Idea 6: Sword Art Online. (Fairly simple it’s SAO set in the original death game. I love the idea, so I’ve always loved rping this one. If you want to play canon characters my fave is for sure Lizbeth, but I’m open to OC characters!)
Starter: It’s been months since Akihiko Kayaba has trapped us into this death game. Or at least that’s how some people looked at it. Others saw it as their dream come true. But most if not, all wanted to push forward and beat the game.
Despite the desire to push forward little progress has been made. Guilds and parties have formed to push through dungeons but with the increased danger and with it more deaths; more and more people simply decided to live out their lives on the lower floors.
Unlike those rushing in to push through the content I was happy enough to go through it at my own pace. This place was like a dream for me, save for the fact I had an increased chance of dying I was able to live in this game without the worries of the outside world.
I was doing some late-night grinding in an area of dense forest. The sun had set and there was little light save for the bright moon poking through the trees. All was calm, the trees swayed with the wind and the occasional sound of creatures moving about was enough to calm me.
However, the deeper I got into the forest the louder a sound became. At first it was quiet but as I approached, I heard it more clearly. It sounded like steel clashing against steel. Someone was fighting. Moving from a casual walk into a jog I quickly came to a small clearing where I saw two figures fighting, although in the low light I couldn’t make it out until I got closer.
Idea 7: Fairy Tail. (it’s been a little while since I’ve seen the series, but I’ve always loved it! Given my time away I might have to take some time to refamiliarize myself with the magics. My character will simply be an entry level member into the guild to begin with, canon characters are welcome just as OCs are!)
Starter: Another day in magnolia and another party being held at the large guild building at the centre of town. A large-scale job had just finished with some of the senior ranking wizards. and even though I wasn’t part of that mission, instead being on my own D-Rank job I joined in on the celebrations.
I had only been part of the guild for a few days and so far, it’s not been as exciting as I’d hoped, although I figured that it’d pick up once I proved myself. I was drinking by myself when I was approached by Makarov. He was wearing an essentric looking orange outfit. “Schwarzer my boy!” He said as he patted me on the shoulder. “How are you fitting in?” He questioned. “Fine sir! Everyone has been very welcoming.” I say to him in response. “Glad to hear it! You’ve been doing a good job, although I’d like to see you do more.” The male said. “So I’ve arranged a partner for you on your next job, that way you can take something more challenging, what do you say?” He questioned.
“Yes of course!” I say eagerly as a smile spread across my face. “Great!” He said cheerfully. “I’ll introduce you to who you’ll be working with.” He said as he stood from his spot and lead the way over to a female clearing his throat loud enough to get their attention.
Idea 8: Avatar the Last Airbender. (So for this one I guess it can go two different ways. My fave girls from Avatar would probably be Ty Lee, Suki and Toph. Maybe my character is a powerful bender that either the fire nation or team Avatar wants on their side. I think it might be cool to think that Aang isn’t the only airbender and instead a small faction managed to escape and continue the lineage. Either that or my character is a powerful firebender of some kind. I’ll leave whichever you prefer to you in your first reply as I’ll leave it open ended.)
Starter: The world was at war ever since the Fire nation attacked. With the intense fighting came mercenaries. Freelance benders or soldiers ready to fight on either side. For a fee of course. And despite my age, being only eighteen I was quite renown amongst the other bounty hunters for my bending.
Of course, there were talks of the Avatar returning, having repelled an invasion in the south pole, the liberation of Omashu and then the fire nation prison. It seemed they were making quite the stir in the earth kingdom.
It’d only be a matter of time before they reached the small town, I was in. Perhaps they were already here. But if that was the case surely there would be some kind of stir. Pushing my hair from my face I ordered another drink from the barkeep. “You know you’re my favourite customer Schwarzer…. You’re the only one who consistently pays his tab. Unlike the rest of these soldiers or the workers around here.” The older man says in clear annoyance.
“Well who knows, if I wasn’t so successful, I’d probably mooch off you too.” I admitted with a grin. “Try not to talk too ill of the soldiers on either side.” I added on flicking him an extra coin for a tip once my drink was finished. “Well I better check if anyone has a job for me.” I say as I pushed myself up from my seat.
Idea 9: Persona. (So basically this is just gonna be a fairly interesting idea. My character along with the girls of persona 4 and 5 get stranded in this strange dimension where they have to fight their way out to make it back to their own worlds.)
Starter: It all happened so fast. One minute I was in a team meeting with my group discussing what we should use our newfound powers for next. And the next second, I had blinked and I was in some kind of strange room.
One by one more people were added into this room. Some of which were dressed in some elaborate costumes. And I frowned as I looked to each one of them, all of which I didn’t recognize at all and judging by their looks they didn’t recognize me. Although before we managed to introduce ourselves a booming voice broke the silence.
“Welcome all!” The clearly male voice commented. “To the room of my design.” He added on. “I’m sure you’re all confused. And no doubt you’ll want to return back to your homes. However, to do so you’ll need to enter my labyrinth. “Make it to the end and you’ll all return home.” The voice explained.
“Of course, this maze isn’t without its dangers. Enemies, much like you encounter on a regular basis will roam these halls. As well as beasts of my own design far stronger than those… Fear no though for every check point you reach this room will become more furnished with amenities. For now, you simply have beds to rest on.” He said as there was an audible click and the dark room was suddenly lit up. Sure, enough there were rows of beds all lined up one for each person to sleep on.
“When you’re ready to test yourselves step through this door and enter the first level of the labyrinth.” He declared as a large door appeared and opened up in front of them. For a while nobody said anything probably all too stunned to even process the information. “So, I’m guessing we’re all persona users given what he just said.” I spoke up. “I guess we should probably start with names and strengths, right?” I questioned the group. “I’m Chris Schwarzer.” I say. “My persona Serapth focuses on ranged combat.” I explained.
Idea 10: Harry Potter. (So to keep this one interesting I’m thinking of having it set in an AU where Voldemort and Harry don’t exist. However, there are still dark wizards who are part of a cult around. Defs looking for a Hermionie, Luna or Ginny, you could even have other celebs/ecelebs as teachers or students for this one! Ocs are of course welcome too!)
Starter: Another year at Hogwarts, the last for some; and another year of learning was right around the corner. Although times were not peaceful in the wizarding world. Aurors who were the police of the magical world were going missing or showing up dead.
The ministry not wanting to make a panic kept it fairly under wraps, however some of the families have come forward with the information and rumours abounded about what was really happening. Stepping off the train I sighed a little rubbing my temple where a headache had begun to set in. During the train ride here, I found myself stuck next to a boy who wouldn’t stop going on about the rumours and conspiracy theories.
Glad to be off the train I looked around for a minute lost as to where I needed to go. “I know it’s around here somewhere.” I commented, although my sense of direction was always off. Usually I followed everyone else. But this time it seemed I was one of the last ones off the train.
Idea 11: Final Fantasy. (So this is simply going to be an idea with no starter since it will probably change depending on the many FF universes. My favourite however is defs FF7. (Tifa, Jessie and Aerith are best girls) with follow-ups being 12, 13, 15, 10, 8 and 9. Basically a fight would take the Main character of those series, Cloud, Noct, ect out of commission and needing a leader the other characters step up and hire mine on. Similar to some of my other prompts but I never said I was creative :^) With that being said though if you ARE interested in this one let me know and we can work out details depending on what world we’re in!)
Idea 12: The Witcher 3. (So my character will be a Witcher. (wow!) Saving people, hunting things you know? The family business. Anyway, I’m gonna leave it super open ended for you to come in however you like! If you wanna play a canon character my top two are for sure Ciri and Trist, and OC characters are accepted too!)
Starter: A Werewolf, an odd and rare contract, although I figured it wouldn’t be a hard one. In face I figured with my silver blade that the creature would go down rather quickly. Starting the encounter, I was faced with a harsh reality due to my hubris. I started off well enough, however due to my carelessness I was quickly on the backfoot.
The beast roared as it swung its large clawed hand towards me. I had barely managed to roll out of the way of the attack. Probably due to the increasing levels of bloodless resulting in a careless action on my part. A level of confidence quickly pushed down by the fact a handful of open wounds stung at my flanks.
More scars for later given that I make it out of here, although with my silver blade thrown on the other side of the area leaving me with only a steel sword which barely even phases the thing. I had to reach my blade, although with my focus on dodging the attacks it was hard to find an opening to do so.
I raised a hand and cast the igni sign launching flames at the creature who leapt back and I tried my best to make it past the creature only to have to dodge another strike as the beast recovered remarkably fast. “Stubborn bastard, aren’t you?” I questioned a little sourly.
Idea 13: Fantasy harem adventure. (This one is fairly basic in nature. Basically, a young man with little combat experience leaves his poor hunting village once he’s of age and sets off to join the adventurer’s guild to make a name for himself and also to send money back home. He’s fairly modest, naive and kind hearted. Which makes him likable and easy to take advantage of.
We could add a story with war elements, racism and darker themes to show him that the world he idolizes isn’t as cracked up as he thought it’d be. Ideally, I’d like a full harem party for this one but I’m cool with one on one too.)
Starter: It had been a few days since I was finally able to leave the small village, I was raised in behind me. Sword on hip and keen to become an adventurer. Of course, I also wanted to make a name for myself and I was even more excited to see everything the world had to offer. With driving me forward I headed from my village over to the closest city which had a guild branch. A city called Ruan. It was nearly five times the size of my village if not more and yet it was nothing close to the capital city of Grancel.
Smooth dirt paths soon gave way to cobblestone and my boots clacked rhythmically against the pavement as my steps soon got faster and faster as Ruan came into view. My stomach was in knots as I gripped the straps on my bag tightly and after steeling my nerves and taking in the sight of the large city, I headed through the large stone arch to the busy streets beyond.
My excited eyes looked around at every nook and cranny as I took in every detail that was on offer. Soon coming across the large marble and wood building of the adventurer’s guild in front of me. I stood in front of the large building clearly awestruck and for a moment I felt completely overwhelmed. This was it. This was the first step I was going to take on my journey and yet I felt far too nervous to head inside. Instead I stood there shaking slightly as I tried to work up the courage to push those large oak doors aside and declare my presence to the world.
Idea 14: Man of the town. (So again the premise is also pretty basic. My character wakes up in a town where there’s no men, as if they all vanished at once. Including his father which leaves him home alone with his sister and mother. (It’s up to you if you want incest in the plot or not.) We can have a story with an element of mystery to it too if you want! Or we can just bounce around the town having him bonk as many different people as you want.)
Starter: It’s been a few weeks since all the men in the town vanished one day. One day they were there and the next they were gone. There was of course a panic even though it is much calmer than originally, it continues to creep in the back of everyone’s mind. It doesn’t help the fact that no outsiders have come into the town and some strange thick fog seems to stop everyone from leaving.
However, with no answers it was left to the women of the town to pick up the slack and try to push for some level of normalcy. Except for me it seemed. Since the whole act started, I was in lockdown not being free to leave my home since my mother and sister was much too paranoid that I’d disappear too. With the amount of time I spent indoors going stir crazy I began to wonder if it was better to be wherever the rest of them are.
Today was different though and finally I was given the chance to leave the house while my mother was careless and rather quickly, I headed out into the street just glad to take in the scenery as I headed over to a nearby park. I headed over the soft grass feeling it beneath my shoes and then to the pond where I took a seat on one of the mounted benches.
Idea 15: Zombie and Nuclear Apocalypse. (Not a whole lot to say here other than it’s one of your run of the mill Zombie/Nuclear apocalypse scenarios. I might toy with the idea of having multiple zombie types like games such as Dying light and Left for dead in order to spice things up a little but we’ll see where we go with it. As for nuclear I’ll probably be following along the Fallout franchise. Being part of these worlds will probably make my character a bit more brash, blunt and even a little rude. However, given some time he’ll warm up.)
Zombie Starter: No one knows quite when the outbreak started, however it swept over the globe causing panic. People eating people. People dying and coming back to life as a shambling corpse joining the armies of similar creatures. Society crumbled over time and the cities which were now hot zones for hordes of the undead creatures were left abandoned to all but the most daring or desperate of individuals. However, these rabid hordes weren’t the only thing to look out for in the apocalypse.
Society had begun to reform in its most primal form. People grouped together for safety. Those who just wanted to live peacefully became easy prey for those who saw the end of the world as we knew it as a playground to kill pillage and steal what they’d like. These bandits created their own factions with their own fortresses and seemed to have an endless supply of guns and ammo as they used it quite liberally.
I had been on the trail of a particularly nasty group of bandits as they razed whatever small settlements, they had to the ground callously and without mercy. I had just arrived at one of these towns. Dying people lay scattered about while fires licked at the makeshift buildings. It was still quite fresh. Approaching a nearby body which seemed to be moving slightly I turned it over the man was in bad shape and was clearly on death’s door. His eyes looking into mine in a pleading sense.
“Do you want me to make it quick?” I asked him reaching my left hand down to my machete which hung on my belt. Weakly his hand reached out to grip my right as he gave a nod. I knew the death wouldn’t be clean, as I unsheathed my blade. However, I couldn’t waste any ammo on my pistol nor could I risk tipping off the bandits that did this that I was following them. With a quick swing I slammed the blade into the head of the man ending his life and after wiping the blade off on his shirt I slid it back into its sheath my eyes scanning the immediate area for any of the undead which had turned or for a slim chance of getting a glimpse of survivors.
Nuclear Apocalypse Starter:
The world as we knew it ended in a flash. A white light followed by a rumble which washed over the world in nuclear fire. Billions died then and there reducing the world’s population to the brink. Those who were lucky to survive a direct blast were mutated to become much different than humans and more akin to zombies. Those outside of it didn’t have much quality of life as the radiation created mutated creatures which made living in a barren wasteland that much harder.
There were others however who were lucky enough to be given a spot in giant underground vaults. There they lived out their lives separated from the horrors that this new world wrought. One by one these vaults opened to allow these vault dwellers into the wasteland that was our world.
Their blue suits and clueless natures made them stand out and become easy prey to raiders, giant creatures and everything in between. Many of them didn’t get far before being gutted and robbed for their illusive vault suits which earned enough to feed a scavenger or bandit for a month.
The world and society began to rebuild. And with small settlements and towns popping up here and there it wasn’t all doom and gloom for the wasteland. Many were able to create jobs in local milita, mercenary work. Even trading or bartending.
I was such a mercenary a few generations of my family lived through the bombing and the radiation which was lucky enough for me, I guess. I was hired to do whatever someone wanted for the right price. And today I was tasked with delving into a recently opened vault and check make contact with the inhabitants inside.
Colt python on my waist I headed over to the large vault door which at this point was sealed shut and knocked loudly. This job seemed rather easy and was paying a lot which made me wonder who I was working for and what purpose they had with these vault dwellers. However, I wasn’t paid to ask questions nor did I really care at the end of the day. The less I knew the less guilt I could feel.
Idea 16: Space/Scifi. (So this is a scifi adventure. My character is the captain of his own ship and is currently looking for recruits to join him and help run it. There will probably be lots of interesting planets our characters go to and I’ll certainly be making them up as we go along! Your character can range as anything from a human to android or even an alien.)
Starter: Stepping out of The Tempest I breathed in the humid station air of Astra station. The station which was on the furthest reaches of the space ruled over the galactic council; was a haven for the depraved. Outlaws, mercenaries, drug dealers you name it Astra has it and in bountiful supply too.
Which made it a perfect spot to find someone who was desperate to get off the station. Someone who would work for cheap or for free. All I needed to do was to find them. “Schwarzer, don’t forget to stock up on food, military rations are sad.” A voice commented through the earpiece I had. “Yeah. I’ll head through the slums and to the market. Thanks, Evai.” I responded. “And don’t cause any trouble, I don’t wanna rot in this ship while you’re dead.” The voice added on. “Yeah yeah I’ve got it.” I responded as the communication line was severed and I started on my walk.
I headed through a nearby door and down into the depths of the station. Soon I the overcrowded and frankly smelly slums. Beggars and gang members lined every corner all looking at me with a cautious eye as I passed. There were even a few tweaked out drug users laying scattered about in some dark corners. Even a few corpses.
I didn’t stop though, if you stayed in one place too long down here you were asking to be jumped and quickly, I pushed on heading over to the bustling markets. The food quality here wasn’t the best although it was abundant. I even talked to a few of the store owners to see if they knew where I could find the extra hands to help me on my ship.
Idea 17: Brother sisteMother son (Or both). (So, this starter is gonna be fairly generic, however it’s open to allowing any of the familial ties to be easily included. I have a few ideas for immediate family and will post them below and if you have any ideas, I’m happy to hear them.)
Starter: It’s a hot and lazy day in the middle of summer break. I had laid splayed out on the couch at home. Despite the air conditioner being on full blast my skin underneath my tank top was getting stuck to the leather couch; which did little to alleviate the heat fluster that was going on. I sighed after looking over the back of the couch to the pool outback longingly. I sighed a little resigning myself to bite the bullet and peeled myself from the couch.
As much as I wanted to strip down and run out, I wasn’t entirely sure if I was home alone and as such, I headed up to my room to change into a pair of swimming trunks before heading back downstairs. Passing through the laundry and grabbing a towel on the way.
I headed onto the back deck and draped my towel over the railing before I rushed over and leapt into the pool immediately feeling the cool water wash away any of the heat I had been feeling. I resurface and breathed a sigh of relief as I pushed my messy hair back from my face.
Idea 18: Aunt/Cousin (Can be both). (Again like the incest scene above I’m not quite sure how to spruce this one up so I’ll leave it rather basic and we can go from there.)
Starter: My family has gone on holiday without me as I had to stay behind due to being caught up in exams. Rather than meeting up with them later they decided it would be more fun for me if I finished them up then headed over to spend some time with my Aunt and my cousin across the county. While I wouldn’t be leaving the country, I was still getting a vacation in a way and as such I tried my best to be upbeat and positive about it, even if I was envious of the others.
While it wasn’t the same pristine beaches and high-class resorts that the rest of my family was going to, I was still grateful for the hospitality. The plane lands in the airport and after collecting my bags and checking my phone for a confirmation I was going to be picked up I sent my family and my aunt and cousin a quick text telling them I landed safely. After gathering my small suitcase from the conveyor belt, I wheeled it through security and out to the meeting area keeping my eyes peeled for any sign of my cousin or my auntie. There was a little confusion about who was going to greet me so I wasn’t sure who to expect myself.
Idea 19: Incest family vacation. (So, this one is again going to be like the other two before it. They kinda roll off each other in a way. However, I believe it allows for a wide range of engagements with multiple characters at some kind of beach resort.)
Starter: It’s the dead middle of another scorching summer and rather than tough it out in our homes which has air-conditioning which never seemed to help, our large family decided to all go to a large resort (Could even be a cruise too) together. Many of the rooms were rather luxurious and I was more than excited to see what the rest of the hotel had to offer.
We pulled up into the lobby and while the parents were checking in I headed over to check out a map on the wall. It seemed there were quite a lot of different things to do around the resort. There was a pool with a poolside bar, a beach which had volleyball games, a massage parlour, hot tubs and many different activities ranging from native dances to eating competitions.
Just the realization we were here and the excitement at the many possibilities that could come from the vacation. Maybe I’d even meet someone nice and have a vacation fling. Although with so many family members running around, I doubted that I’d get much peace to do that. Regardless I was eager to get up to the room, have a shower and change into my swimming trunks to explore all the different places.
We headed up to the rooms where I noticed mine had a large double bed. However, judging by my mother’s comments outside It seemed there was some kind of mix-up in the rooms and I’d be sharing the room with one of my family members. Not that I minded too much. I placed my suitcase down and waited to see who would come in and if they were interested in joining me look around.
Closing words: So yeah that’s about it! Thanks for reading and if you have any questions or suggestions, I’m open to hearing them! I know this was probably a big read so thanks again for your time and I hope to talk to some of you soon!
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2020.11.30 01:23 Joker_ERP [M4A] (A playing as F) Massive list of RP prompts (Rule 34, fandoms, Games, OC, Incest Ect.)

Hey there! Today I’ve got a massive list of rp ideas and have written out some starters along with some ideas to how I see the rp going. I’m open to change and ready to do other ideas too. So if you feel like you’ve got an idea I might be interested in feel free to talk to me about those: ).
As for my replies. I write in first person mainly and my reply length varies. I generally do anything from a few sentences to a paragraph or more and generally require my partner to do the same. Fair warning the less detail you reply with the less interested I’ll be in rping with you. (Not looking for a few words as a response)
I enjoy having a story to go along with the smut so it’s not just constant sex, some cute or action driven moments are fun as well. – Hand holding and cute dates are pleasant! I mainly do my rps on kik, discord or here. I also have an RP facebook account, so feel free to ask for my users for those! : )
My kinks and limits list might be a big read, but none are compulsory. I’m just here to have fun and hopefully meet some cool rp partners : )
Kinks: Harems (Doesn’t mean having to play all characters at once, just one by one is fine!), Incest, Outercourse (Which is stuff like titjobs, thigh jobs, grinding, hot dogging) Risky public spaces (Toilet stalls, changing booths. That kinda thing where people could get caught.) Facials, Freckles (Face and body). Big/nicely shaped bums (Especially if they jiggle). Creampies, Cum on tits/body, big cumshots, Thigh high socks. showewater sex (pools, shower, hot tubs ect.) Mutual desire for sex.
Limits: Pregnancy (Hard limit sorry), Vomit, Piss, Blood, Toilet stuff, Rape, Gangbangs (Unless it’s multiple females) Male on Male, futas, rimming/pegging.
There might be more that I’m forgetting so if you’re unsure feel free to ask me! The rougher side of sex like Name calling, slapping choking spanking I can all do as well! : ) Without further ado let’s jump into the starters!
Disclaimer: I am 18+ and all participants and characters must be 18+
Here's the basic list of ideas if you wanted to look them over before reading the full posts. I’m also open to some ideas that I may have missed! And please note: I’m looking for FEMALE characters only!
Rule 34/Fandom/Game Ideas: Idea 1: My Harem (Hero) Academia. Idea 2: Pokémon Idea 3: Naruto Idea 4: Bleach Idea 5: One piece. Idea 6: Sword Art Online. Idea 7: Fairy Tail. Idea 8: Avatar The Last Airbender. Idea 9: Persona (Girls from 4 and 5). Idea 10: Harry Potter. Idea 11: Final Fantasy. Idea 12: The Witcher 3.
OC Ideas: Idea 13: Fantasy harem adventure. Idea 14: Only Man of the town. Idea 15: Zombie and Nuclear Apocalypse. Idea 16: Sci-Fi space crew.
Incest Ideas: Idea 17: Brother sisteMother son (Or both). Idea 18: Aunt/Cousin. (Can be both) Idea 19: Incest family vacation.
Idea 1: My Harem (Hero) Academia.
(So my character will be a transfer into Class 1-A. His power is the power of persuasion. With the power he’s able to convince someone to do something as if it’s their own will. However, he’s hesitant to use it on other people and to tell everyone he even has it as he’s been outcast at his last school for the villainous nature of his quirk. As such he can’t use it to its full extent and can only issue small commands to begin with.
My idea with this is that one or more (cannon or non) of the girls decide to help him out in a private setting and overtime it gets more and more sexual in nature. And as he becomes more confident, he’s able to issue more longer-term commands. This can also be mixed in well with some story and some action to keep the plot interesting.)
Starter: It was a day which started like most others in Class 1-A. The students got ready in the dorms and headed to class to chat among themselves while they waited for Aizawa to enter. However, unlike most days there seemed to be an extra desk placed in the room. The seat caused some confusion which didn’t last long as the first bell rang and Aizawa entered the room.
“Morning everyone.” He stated in his mainly bored and sleepy tone which seemed to sound like he was stifling a yawn. “Today we’ve got a new student transferring in from another school. He’s from Shiketsu, some of you may recognize the name since it’s got the same level as prestige as U.A. but regardless make sure he feels welcome.” He said pointing a sweeping stare at everyone and finally resting on the problem child of the U.A class Bakugo.
With that he fell silent and I felt it was my cue to enter. Swallowing a little at the nerves I steeled them quickly and entered. My blue eyes sweeping over some of the familiar faces in the room. Many of the students had standout performances in the UA sports festival and as well in the news reports about the villain attack on the training camp.
I had a lot to live up to if I wanted to join these legends in training but regardless, I was determined to do just that. Breathing a little and shifting my auburn hair from my eyes I smiled the best I could. “My name is Schwarzer, Chris Schwarzer. It’s a pleasure to meet you all.” I say bowing to the class.
Satisfied with the introduction Aizawa nodded to the spare seat in the room. Taking that as an order I nodded back and headed over to my seat sitting down and getting my books out. Curiously I turned to the seat next to me noticing one of the girls in the class and gave her a slight smile as Aizawa began his lesson.
Idea 2: Pokemon. (So this one is super simple. Some trainers or a trainer and his Pokémon go on a grand adventure. For this one my favourite Canon female are: Marnie, May, Hilda and May. And my favourite Anthro Pokémon are Lopunny, Arcanine, Blaiziken That’s just for reference though and you can really play whoever you like! Ocs are of course welcome too!)
Trainer x Trainer Starter:
I like many others in the world of Pokémon have just started on my journey. Although I had done so a little late. Regardless me and my starter Pokémon Aipom which was a gift from my late father. Setting off with excitement to make a name of myself.
That excitement wore off pretty quickly however as an advanced trainer stepped in my path and soon, I realized how big the gap between us was. He wiped the floor with my aipom and laughed as he took my “Prize money” Scooping up my aipom I rushed through the rest of the route and over to the next town ducking quickly into the Pokémon centre.
Looking around there was a few new trainers who seemed to have fallen to the same fate as I had and I shook my head. Guys like that were total assholes and without hesitating I headed over to the counter where the nurse took my Aipom from me. Once he was gone, I was told there was going to be a short wait due to the amount of Pokémon they had to treat. I nodded as I headed over and sat down in one of the seats.
Idea 3: Naruto. (So for this one I like the idea that my character is a nomadic mercenary hired by the leaf to help train the ninja of the village, maybe he also has some kind of hidden power that boosts his chakra but also increases his libido. Not too sure how I wanna go about this one.)
Starter: The Hokage Tsunade Senju looked over me with a curious gaze and then down to my application form. “You’re younger than I expected given everything you’ve done.” She stated honestly. “But the intelligence division did a thorough search into you and you check out.” She stated as she slammed the approved stamp down onto my paper.
“Just remember, if you do anything to endanger this village, I’ll snuff you out personally.” She said in an icy and threatening tone. Feeling a cold bead of sweat roll down the side of my face I nodded. “Of course. I wouldn’t dream of it.” I say. Internally I make a mental note not to cross her in any way.
“Good.” She said putting a smile across her features. “Your first group is down on the training field waiting for you already.” She stated. “Your lodgings will be set up by the time you’re done, here’s the key.” She said tossing the key to me which I caught and stuffed into my pocket. I was a little shocked with how quick she wanted me to get to work but I nodded. “Right!” I say giving a respectful bow before heading out.
It took me a little longer than expected to actually find the training grounds as I hadn’t ever been here before. And when I got there much to her credit there were a few ninja standing around. Approaching them I gave them a sheepish smile. “Sorry I’m late guys.” I called out. “I got lost.” I added on.
Idea 4: Bleach. (So a new human soul reaper makes it into the soul society. His power isn’t captain level to begin with simply being enough to take out the average hollow. And with the resurgence of the hollow threat the Soul Society has offered to give him a substitute badge to take out those hollows deemed too small for the soul society to handle. Maybe he’s paired up with someone or someone like Orihime steps in to help him grow.)
Starter: Another boring day at school followed by a night of boring patrols. With all the big hollows being taken care of by “Full-fledged” Soul reapers it didn’t leave me with much opportunity to train against bigger enemies.
At least that’s what I thought originally. A few blocks from me there was a rift which opened up and the pure spiritual pressure that came from the hollow that stepped out of it was enough to make me feel as though gravity itself was pushing against me.
It was hard to breathe and even harder to stand as my hand clutched my blade in my left hand tightly. I shook my head as I heard the loud roar of the large breast and could even see it’s towering form from my position.
It was nothing close to a menos, but it was enough to tower over a three-story building for sure. “Shit.” I hissed to myself as I knew there were no soul reapers around at this stage. With a threat this big I was sure they’d come, but until then it was up to me to buy some time and make sure no humans or souls were consumed.
Pushing myself forward I reached the park that the Hollow had appeared in. Thankfully the park was deserted at this time of night. When he saw me the hollow. “You don’t smell like much, but you’ll do as a snack.” The hollow commented as it charged forward. “Just evade, buy time.” I comment to myself as I began to leap around the battle field looking a bit like and feeling like an idiot.
The hollow toyed with me a little while enjoying the chase before it seemed to ger bored. Just when I was thinking I was fast enough to keep avoiding it the creature’s mouth opened and its forked tongue shot out at me with faster speed than I was anticipating I raised my blade to defend myself but it was a feeble attempt and I knew it wouldn’t be enough.
Idea 5: One Piece. (So I’m not quite sure how to approach this one, but I’ll give it a go. Much like the MHA starter my character will have the power of persuasion, having eaten the Persua-Persua fruit. I’m thinking either he joins the Strawhats and goes on their adventures or he makes his own crew with girls from the story, I’m gonna leave it fairly open ended so we can jump in whenever along the story we wanna go!)
Starter: Alone in a bar I sat staring in the amber liquid in my mug. I was down on my luck after having my whole crew and my ship destroyed in a long battle another pirate crew. The only reason I was able to live through the ordeal was due to my crew sacrificing themselves to give me a chance to escape.
I spent days adrift with little food and water and soon washed up upon the island I was in. Immediately I found a tavern ready to drown my sorrows and feel sorry for myself for a little while.
Letting out a sigh I downed the rest of my drink soon looking at the few drops of liquid bottom of my mug. I knew being a pirate wouldn’t be easy, I knew it’d be violent and end in violence. However, to lose in that fashion without even being able to use my devil fruit to calm or question our opponent and losing everything still took its toll on me.
Scratching at the growing stubble with one hand, the other I raised my mug to demand another drink and as such the bartender approached to fill my mug. “You’re looking a little rough there, you sure you need another?” The bartender asked as he took the mug from me. “I don’t have anything else to do. I don’t even know what else to do with myself.” I responded grumpily. “Just fill it up.” I demanded. “Right.” The bartender responded as he filled it with more of the alcoholic amber liquid and slid It in front of me.
Idea 6: Sword Art Online. (Fairly simple it’s SAO set in the original death game. I love the idea, so I’ve always loved rping this one. If you want to play canon characters my fave is for sure Lizbeth, but I’m open to OC characters!)
Starter: It’s been months since Akihiko Kayaba has trapped us into this death game. Or at least that’s how some people looked at it. Others saw it as their dream come true. But most if not, all wanted to push forward and beat the game.
Despite the desire to push forward little progress has been made. Guilds and parties have formed to push through dungeons but with the increased danger and with it more deaths; more and more people simply decided to live out their lives on the lower floors.
Unlike those rushing in to push through the content I was happy enough to go through it at my own pace. This place was like a dream for me, save for the fact I had an increased chance of dying I was able to live in this game without the worries of the outside world.
I was doing some late-night grinding in an area of dense forest. The sun had set and there was little light save for the bright moon poking through the trees. All was calm, the trees swayed with the wind and the occasional sound of creatures moving about was enough to calm me.
However, the deeper I got into the forest the louder a sound became. At first it was quiet but as I approached, I heard it more clearly. It sounded like steel clashing against steel. Someone was fighting. Moving from a casual walk into a jog I quickly came to a small clearing where I saw two figures fighting, although in the low light I couldn’t make it out until I got closer.
Idea 7: Fairy Tail. (it’s been a little while since I’ve seen the series, but I’ve always loved it! Given my time away I might have to take some time to refamiliarize myself with the magics. My character will simply be an entry level member into the guild to begin with, canon characters are welcome just as OCs are!)
Starter: Another day in magnolia and another party being held at the large guild building at the centre of town. A large-scale job had just finished with some of the senior ranking wizards. and even though I wasn’t part of that mission, instead being on my own D-Rank job I joined in on the celebrations.
I had only been part of the guild for a few days and so far, it’s not been as exciting as I’d hoped, although I figured that it’d pick up once I proved myself. I was drinking by myself when I was approached by Makarov. He was wearing an essentric looking orange outfit. “Schwarzer my boy!” He said as he patted me on the shoulder. “How are you fitting in?” He questioned. “Fine sir! Everyone has been very welcoming.” I say to him in response. “Glad to hear it! You’ve been doing a good job, although I’d like to see you do more.” The male said. “So I’ve arranged a partner for you on your next job, that way you can take something more challenging, what do you say?” He questioned.
“Yes of course!” I say eagerly as a smile spread across my face. “Great!” He said cheerfully. “I’ll introduce you to who you’ll be working with.” He said as he stood from his spot and lead the way over to a female clearing his throat loud enough to get their attention.
Idea 8: Avatar the Last Airbender. (So for this one I guess it can go two different ways. My fave girls from Avatar would probably be Ty Lee, Suki and Toph. Maybe my character is a powerful bender that either the fire nation or team Avatar wants on their side. I think it might be cool to think that Aang isn’t the only airbender and instead a small faction managed to escape and continue the lineage. Either that or my character is a powerful firebender of some kind. I’ll leave whichever you prefer to you in your first reply as I’ll leave it open ended.)
Starter: The world was at war ever since the Fire nation attacked. With the intense fighting came mercenaries. Freelance benders or soldiers ready to fight on either side. For a fee of course. And despite my age, being only eighteen I was quite renown amongst the other bounty hunters for my bending.
Of course, there were talks of the Avatar returning, having repelled an invasion in the south pole, the liberation of Omashu and then the fire nation prison. It seemed they were making quite the stir in the earth kingdom.
It’d only be a matter of time before they reached the small town, I was in. Perhaps they were already here. But if that was the case surely there would be some kind of stir. Pushing my hair from my face I ordered another drink from the barkeep. “You know you’re my favourite customer Schwarzer…. You’re the only one who consistently pays his tab. Unlike the rest of these soldiers or the workers around here.” The older man says in clear annoyance.
“Well who knows, if I wasn’t so successful, I’d probably mooch off you too.” I admitted with a grin. “Try not to talk too ill of the soldiers on either side.” I added on flicking him an extra coin for a tip once my drink was finished. “Well I better check if anyone has a job for me.” I say as I pushed myself up from my seat.
Idea 9: Persona. (So basically this is just gonna be a fairly interesting idea. My character along with the girls of persona 4 and 5 get stranded in this strange dimension where they have to fight their way out to make it back to their own worlds.)
Starter: It all happened so fast. One minute I was in a team meeting with my group discussing what we should use our newfound powers for next. And the next second, I had blinked and I was in some kind of strange room.
One by one more people were added into this room. Some of which were dressed in some elaborate costumes. And I frowned as I looked to each one of them, all of which I didn’t recognize at all and judging by their looks they didn’t recognize me. Although before we managed to introduce ourselves a booming voice broke the silence.
“Welcome all!” The clearly male voice commented. “To the room of my design.” He added on. “I’m sure you’re all confused. And no doubt you’ll want to return back to your homes. However, to do so you’ll need to enter my labyrinth. “Make it to the end and you’ll all return home.” The voice explained.
“Of course, this maze isn’t without its dangers. Enemies, much like you encounter on a regular basis will roam these halls. As well as beasts of my own design far stronger than those… Fear no though for every check point you reach this room will become more furnished with amenities. For now, you simply have beds to rest on.” He said as there was an audible click and the dark room was suddenly lit up. Sure, enough there were rows of beds all lined up one for each person to sleep on.
“When you’re ready to test yourselves step through this door and enter the first level of the labyrinth.” He declared as a large door appeared and opened up in front of them. For a while nobody said anything probably all too stunned to even process the information. “So, I’m guessing we’re all persona users given what he just said.” I spoke up. “I guess we should probably start with names and strengths, right?” I questioned the group. “I’m Chris Schwarzer.” I say. “My persona Serapth focuses on ranged combat.” I explained.
Idea 10: Harry Potter. (So to keep this one interesting I’m thinking of having it set in an AU where Voldemort and Harry don’t exist. However, there are still dark wizards who are part of a cult around. Defs looking for a Hermionie, Luna or Ginny, you could even have other celebs/ecelebs as teachers or students for this one! Ocs are of course welcome too!)
Starter: Another year at Hogwarts, the last for some; and another year of learning was right around the corner. Although times were not peaceful in the wizarding world. Aurors who were the police of the magical world were going missing or showing up dead.
The ministry not wanting to make a panic kept it fairly under wraps, however some of the families have come forward with the information and rumours abounded about what was really happening. Stepping off the train I sighed a little rubbing my temple where a headache had begun to set in. During the train ride here, I found myself stuck next to a boy who wouldn’t stop going on about the rumours and conspiracy theories.
Glad to be off the train I looked around for a minute lost as to where I needed to go. “I know it’s around here somewhere.” I commented, although my sense of direction was always off. Usually I followed everyone else. But this time it seemed I was one of the last ones off the train.
Idea 11: Final Fantasy. (So this is simply going to be an idea with no starter since it will probably change depending on the many FF universes. My favourite however is defs FF7. (Tifa, Jessie and Aerith are best girls) with follow-ups being 12, 13, 15, 10, 8 and 9. Basically a fight would take the Main character of those series, Cloud, Noct, ect out of commission and needing a leader the other characters step up and hire mine on. Similar to some of my other prompts but I never said I was creative :^) With that being said though if you ARE interested in this one let me know and we can work out details depending on what world we’re in!)
Idea 12: The Witcher 3. (So my character will be a Witcher. (wow!) Saving people, hunting things you know? The family business. Anyway, I’m gonna leave it super open ended for you to come in however you like! If you wanna play a canon character my top two are for sure Ciri and Trist, and OC characters are accepted too!)
Starter: A Werewolf, an odd and rare contract, although I figured it wouldn’t be a hard one. In face I figured with my silver blade that the creature would go down rather quickly. Starting the encounter, I was faced with a harsh reality due to my hubris. I started off well enough, however due to my carelessness I was quickly on the backfoot.
The beast roared as it swung its large clawed hand towards me. I had barely managed to roll out of the way of the attack. Probably due to the increasing levels of bloodless resulting in a careless action on my part. A level of confidence quickly pushed down by the fact a handful of open wounds stung at my flanks.
More scars for later given that I make it out of here, although with my silver blade thrown on the other side of the area leaving me with only a steel sword which barely even phases the thing. I had to reach my blade, although with my focus on dodging the attacks it was hard to find an opening to do so.
I raised a hand and cast the igni sign launching flames at the creature who leapt back and I tried my best to make it past the creature only to have to dodge another strike as the beast recovered remarkably fast. “Stubborn bastard, aren’t you?” I questioned a little sourly.
Idea 13: Fantasy harem adventure. (This one is fairly basic in nature. Basically, a young man with little combat experience leaves his poor hunting village once he’s of age and sets off to join the adventurer’s guild to make a name for himself and also to send money back home. He’s fairly modest, naive and kind hearted. Which makes him likable and easy to take advantage of.
We could add a story with war elements, racism and darker themes to show him that the world he idolizes isn’t as cracked up as he thought it’d be. Ideally, I’d like a full harem party for this one but I’m cool with one on one too.)
Starter: It had been a few days since I was finally able to leave the small village, I was raised in behind me. Sword on hip and keen to become an adventurer. Of course, I also wanted to make a name for myself and I was even more excited to see everything the world had to offer. With driving me forward I headed from my village over to the closest city which had a guild branch. A city called Ruan. It was nearly five times the size of my village if not more and yet it was nothing close to the capital city of Grancel.
Smooth dirt paths soon gave way to cobblestone and my boots clacked rhythmically against the pavement as my steps soon got faster and faster as Ruan came into view. My stomach was in knots as I gripped the straps on my bag tightly and after steeling my nerves and taking in the sight of the large city, I headed through the large stone arch to the busy streets beyond.
My excited eyes looked around at every nook and cranny as I took in every detail that was on offer. Soon coming across the large marble and wood building of the adventurer’s guild in front of me. I stood in front of the large building clearly awestruck and for a moment I felt completely overwhelmed. This was it. This was the first step I was going to take on my journey and yet I felt far too nervous to head inside. Instead I stood there shaking slightly as I tried to work up the courage to push those large oak doors aside and declare my presence to the world.
Idea 14: Man of the town. (So again the premise is also pretty basic. My character wakes up in a town where there’s no men, as if they all vanished at once. Including his father which leaves him home alone with his sister and mother. (It’s up to you if you want incest in the plot or not.) We can have a story with an element of mystery to it too if you want! Or we can just bounce around the town having him bonk as many different people as you want.)
Starter: It’s been a few weeks since all the men in the town vanished one day. One day they were there and the next they were gone. There was of course a panic even though it is much calmer than originally, it continues to creep in the back of everyone’s mind. It doesn’t help the fact that no outsiders have come into the town and some strange thick fog seems to stop everyone from leaving.
However, with no answers it was left to the women of the town to pick up the slack and try to push for some level of normalcy. Except for me it seemed. Since the whole act started, I was in lockdown not being free to leave my home since my mother and sister was much too paranoid that I’d disappear too. With the amount of time I spent indoors going stir crazy I began to wonder if it was better to be wherever the rest of them are.
Today was different though and finally I was given the chance to leave the house while my mother was careless and rather quickly, I headed out into the street just glad to take in the scenery as I headed over to a nearby park. I headed over the soft grass feeling it beneath my shoes and then to the pond where I took a seat on one of the mounted benches.
Idea 15: Zombie and Nuclear Apocalypse. (Not a whole lot to say here other than it’s one of your run of the mill Zombie/Nuclear apocalypse scenarios. I might toy with the idea of having multiple zombie types like games such as Dying light and Left for dead in order to spice things up a little but we’ll see where we go with it. As for nuclear I’ll probably be following along the Fallout franchise. Being part of these worlds will probably make my character a bit more brash, blunt and even a little rude. However, given some time he’ll warm up.)
Zombie Starter: No one knows quite when the outbreak started, however it swept over the globe causing panic. People eating people. People dying and coming back to life as a shambling corpse joining the armies of similar creatures. Society crumbled over time and the cities which were now hot zones for hordes of the undead creatures were left abandoned to all but the most daring or desperate of individuals. However, these rabid hordes weren’t the only thing to look out for in the apocalypse.
Society had begun to reform in its most primal form. People grouped together for safety. Those who just wanted to live peacefully became easy prey for those who saw the end of the world as we knew it as a playground to kill pillage and steal what they’d like. These bandits created their own factions with their own fortresses and seemed to have an endless supply of guns and ammo as they used it quite liberally.
I had been on the trail of a particularly nasty group of bandits as they razed whatever small settlements, they had to the ground callously and without mercy. I had just arrived at one of these towns. Dying people lay scattered about while fires licked at the makeshift buildings. It was still quite fresh. Approaching a nearby body which seemed to be moving slightly I turned it over the man was in bad shape and was clearly on death’s door. His eyes looking into mine in a pleading sense.
“Do you want me to make it quick?” I asked him reaching my left hand down to my machete which hung on my belt. Weakly his hand reached out to grip my right as he gave a nod. I knew the death wouldn’t be clean, as I unsheathed my blade. However, I couldn’t waste any ammo on my pistol nor could I risk tipping off the bandits that did this that I was following them. With a quick swing I slammed the blade into the head of the man ending his life and after wiping the blade off on his shirt I slid it back into its sheath my eyes scanning the immediate area for any of the undead which had turned or for a slim chance of getting a glimpse of survivors.
Nuclear Apocalypse Starter:
The world as we knew it ended in a flash. A white light followed by a rumble which washed over the world in nuclear fire. Billions died then and there reducing the world’s population to the brink. Those who were lucky to survive a direct blast were mutated to become much different than humans and more akin to zombies. Those outside of it didn’t have much quality of life as the radiation created mutated creatures which made living in a barren wasteland that much harder.
There were others however who were lucky enough to be given a spot in giant underground vaults. There they lived out their lives separated from the horrors that this new world wrought. One by one these vaults opened to allow these vault dwellers into the wasteland that was our world.
Their blue suits and clueless natures made them stand out and become easy prey to raiders, giant creatures and everything in between. Many of them didn’t get far before being gutted and robbed for their illusive vault suits which earned enough to feed a scavenger or bandit for a month.
The world and society began to rebuild. And with small settlements and towns popping up here and there it wasn’t all doom and gloom for the wasteland. Many were able to create jobs in local milita, mercenary work. Even trading or bartending.
I was such a mercenary a few generations of my family lived through the bombing and the radiation which was lucky enough for me, I guess. I was hired to do whatever someone wanted for the right price. And today I was tasked with delving into a recently opened vault and check make contact with the inhabitants inside.
Colt python on my waist I headed over to the large vault door which at this point was sealed shut and knocked loudly. This job seemed rather easy and was paying a lot which made me wonder who I was working for and what purpose they had with these vault dwellers. However, I wasn’t paid to ask questions nor did I really care at the end of the day. The less I knew the less guilt I could feel.
Idea 16: Space/Scifi. (So this is a scifi adventure. My character is the captain of his own ship and is currently looking for recruits to join him and help run it. There will probably be lots of interesting planets our characters go to and I’ll certainly be making them up as we go along! Your character can range as anything from a human to android or even an alien.)
Starter: Stepping out of The Tempest I breathed in the humid station air of Astra station. The station which was on the furthest reaches of the space ruled over the galactic council; was a haven for the depraved. Outlaws, mercenaries, drug dealers you name it Astra has it and in bountiful supply too.
Which made it a perfect spot to find someone who was desperate to get off the station. Someone who would work for cheap or for free. All I needed to do was to find them. “Schwarzer, don’t forget to stock up on food, military rations are sad.” A voice commented through the earpiece I had. “Yeah. I’ll head through the slums and to the market. Thanks, Evai.” I responded. “And don’t cause any trouble, I don’t wanna rot in this ship while you’re dead.” The voice added on. “Yeah yeah I’ve got it.” I responded as the communication line was severed and I started on my walk.
I headed through a nearby door and down into the depths of the station. Soon I the overcrowded and frankly smelly slums. Beggars and gang members lined every corner all looking at me with a cautious eye as I passed. There were even a few tweaked out drug users laying scattered about in some dark corners. Even a few corpses.
I didn’t stop though, if you stayed in one place too long down here you were asking to be jumped and quickly, I pushed on heading over to the bustling markets. The food quality here wasn’t the best although it was abundant. I even talked to a few of the store owners to see if they knew where I could find the extra hands to help me on my ship.
Idea 17: Brother sisteMother son (Or both). (So, this starter is gonna be fairly generic, however it’s open to allowing any of the familial ties to be easily included. I have a few ideas for immediate family and will post them below and if you have any ideas, I’m happy to hear them.)
Starter: It’s a hot and lazy day in the middle of summer break. I had laid splayed out on the couch at home. Despite the air conditioner being on full blast my skin underneath my tank top was getting stuck to the leather couch; which did little to alleviate the heat fluster that was going on. I sighed after looking over the back of the couch to the pool outback longingly. I sighed a little resigning myself to bite the bullet and peeled myself from the couch.
As much as I wanted to strip down and run out, I wasn’t entirely sure if I was home alone and as such, I headed up to my room to change into a pair of swimming trunks before heading back downstairs. Passing through the laundry and grabbing a towel on the way.
I headed onto the back deck and draped my towel over the railing before I rushed over and leapt into the pool immediately feeling the cool water wash away any of the heat I had been feeling. I resurface and breathed a sigh of relief as I pushed my messy hair back from my face.
Idea 18: Aunt/Cousin (Can be both). (Again like the incest scene above I’m not quite sure how to spruce this one up so I’ll leave it rather basic and we can go from there.)
Starter: My family has gone on holiday without me as I had to stay behind due to being caught up in exams. Rather than meeting up with them later they decided it would be more fun for me if I finished them up then headed over to spend some time with my Aunt and my cousin across the county. While I wouldn’t be leaving the country, I was still getting a vacation in a way and as such I tried my best to be upbeat and positive about it, even if I was envious of the others.
While it wasn’t the same pristine beaches and high-class resorts that the rest of my family was going to, I was still grateful for the hospitality. The plane lands in the airport and after collecting my bags and checking my phone for a confirmation I was going to be picked up I sent my family and my aunt and cousin a quick text telling them I landed safely. After gathering my small suitcase from the conveyor belt, I wheeled it through security and out to the meeting area keeping my eyes peeled for any sign of my cousin or my auntie. There was a little confusion about who was going to greet me so I wasn’t sure who to expect myself.
Idea 19: Incest family vacation. (So, this one is again going to be like the other two before it. They kinda roll off each other in a way. However, I believe it allows for a wide range of engagements with multiple characters at some kind of beach resort.)
Starter: It’s the dead middle of another scorching summer and rather than tough it out in our homes which has air-conditioning which never seemed to help, our large family decided to all go to a large resort (Could even be a cruise too) together. Many of the rooms were rather luxurious and I was more than excited to see what the rest of the hotel had to offer.
We pulled up into the lobby and while the parents were checking in I headed over to check out a map on the wall. It seemed there were quite a lot of different things to do around the resort. There was a pool with a poolside bar, a beach which had volleyball games, a massage parlour, hot tubs and many different activities ranging from native dances to eating competitions.
Just the realization we were here and the excitement at the many possibilities that could come from the vacation. Maybe I’d even meet someone nice and have a vacation fling. Although with so many family members running around, I doubted that I’d get much peace to do that. Regardless I was eager to get up to the room, have a shower and change into my swimming trunks to explore all the different places.
We headed up to the rooms where I noticed mine had a large double bed. However, judging by my mother’s comments outside It seemed there was some kind of mix-up in the rooms and I’d be sharing the room with one of my family members. Not that I minded too much. I placed my suitcase down and waited to see who would come in and if they were interested in joining me look around.
Closing words: So yeah that’s about it! Thanks for reading and if you have any questions or suggestions, I’m open to hearing them! I know this was probably a big read so thanks again for your time and I hope to talk to some of you soon!
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2020.11.30 00:29 quietsummerstorm 23andme revealed my mom(59F) 11-year affair which drove my dad(59M) to end his own life

This is gonna be very long, sorry about that.
My parents were high school sweethearts, they started dating when they were both 16, they dated for 4 years and then my mom(59F) got pregnant with my oldest sister(39F) then my dad(59M) did ''the right thing'', he dropped out of college (he was on the path to medical school, it was his dream to become a doctor), married mom and started working at a desk job at my grandpa(80M) company, my parents later ''had'' three other kids, my older sisters (35F),(33F) and me (30F).
My childhood was pretty normal, dad worked, mom stayed at home taking care of me and my sisters, dad was always very present in our lives, I and my sisters were always daddy's girls, we were very attached to him, I was particularly close to him, we had a really deep bond, when I was 13 I was diagnosed with leukemia and he never left my side, he held my hand during chemo sessions during the whole time, he consoled me when I had my first heartbreak and assured me that everything would be alright, he taught me how to drive, he walked me down the aisle 3 years ago when I married my husband and told me that was one of the happiest days of his life, I was always his favorite as well...
My parents were happy, I never saw them fighting or anything like that, my dad took my mom on date nights at least twice a week, he spoiled her a LOT and they seem really in love. My parents were the perfect couple, everyone saw them as something flawless, an example of true love. My mom was my dad only one, and dad ''was'' mom only one, it was something that he was very proud of that it was really special for him, I felt really bad when I lost my virginity to my ex-boyfriend and realized that I couldn't ever have the same thing as my parents.
My dad's mom died during birth and grandpa raised him as a single parent, he never remarried (or dated anyone after her death as far as I know), grandpa refused to talk about grandma, it was very painful for him. he never met anyone from grandma's side of the family and grandpa didn't talk much about her. In June I bought a 23andme kit for me and dad, I thought that would be cool to see if he had any relatives on grandma's side and we did the tests together.
We did the tests, I found out that I had 2 half brothers and that we shared the same father. We were honestly confused, I and dad didn't understand that, we thought that this was a mistake when we told mom about this she froze, she started crying, we pressured her a bit more and that's when she confessed about her 11-year-old affair with one of my dad's friend, he was our neighbor at a certain point of our lives and he was in the same class as dad and mom, I remember seeing him around when I was a kid, he was a close friend of the family. Dad was in denial, he thought that it was a mistake, I and my sisters ended up doing the test at a hospital, 3 days later the results arrived, no one matched with dad, he was not our father.
For the first time in 30 years of my life, I saw my dad cry, not a normal cry, sobbing, like a kid. We tried to talk to him, he got up, grabbed his keys and left, we tried to call like a hundred times and he didn't answer, my mom was having a panic attack so my oldest sister took her to the hospital.
We didn't hear from dad for 3 whole days.
We searched for him everywhere.
Eventually, my grandpa found him at the family fishing cabin, he had hanged himself.
He didn't leave any notes or anything like that.
In 9 days I discovered that my mom had an 11-year affair, that my dad wasn't my biological father and that he took his own life.
It.
Broke.
Me.
His funeral was another mess, my dad's side of the family got into a fight with my mom's side of the family, my grandpa and uncles ended up kicking my mom out of the funeral, it was a disaster, the first time I saw my grandpa crying as well, it was something I wish I hadn't seen it. He entered a really deep depression after that, he barely speaks anymore.
After the funeral, neither I or my sisters could look at mom anymore, we just couldn't. I can look my sisters in the eye as well, and I blame myself every day for suggesting that fucking stupid test.
Thanksgiving this year was the first time we didn't celebrate as a family (in 33 fucking years), I can't look at my mother anymore, she spends her days staring at a wall, her side of the family is pressuring me and my sisters to reestablish contact but I just can't (my sisters are also not speaking to her since the funeral).
I found out that I am pregnant last week (I and my husband have been trying for the last two years) and I not even happy, I feel hopeless, I feel broken, sometimes I start to think about dad and my heart looks like it is going to explode I fucking miss him so much.
Have anyone been in a similar situation?
How do I survive this fucking guilt?
How the hell I move past this?
Any advice is really appreciated.
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2020.11.29 23:53 MvrioCsr Season 3 [Soaring Eagle experience: teach you how to rid the problem of frequent nocturnal emissions]

(I found this text on another reddit, it is not mine, posting here hoping to help.)
In this article, we will discuss the topic of nocturnal emission in depth in hopes to point out a clear path for everyone. For those readers with a keen understanding, I believe they will no longer be bothered with the worry of nocturnal emission after reading this article. Please read the following passages thoroughly.
Out of all the hundreds of questions that I have answered, the topic of nocturnal emission makes up a big share of the count. As long as you have begun to reboot, you will likely have been troubled by nocturnal emissions. I come across this topic daily from fellow brothers, no fewer than 3 per day, the most I have received 10 per day on this issue. It could even be said that large portions of brothers are deeply troubled by nocturnal emissions, they have searched far and wide to no avail and are unable to reduce the frequency of nocturnal emissions. To have built up the kidney essence only to have them dispelled one night via nocturnal emissions is very disheartening and troubling.
Like everyone else I’ve once made up my mind to reboot, yet I was deeply troubled by nocturnal emission. Nocturnal emission itself does not count as breaking the reboot, but my body would noticeably feel weakened. This especially applies to those brothers whose had their kidney essences greatly weakened, if you add nocturnal emission to their already weakened state is like adding frost on top of the snow. The day after nocturnal emission is when the body will feel not up to par, some people even describes the experience of their bodies falling apart. Although the manner that we lose our essences and qi through nocturnal emission differs from that of masturbation, the results are more or less the same, once essences and qi have been lost the body will feel weakened. If your body is very healthy and your kidney qi is plentiful, an occasional nocturnal emission will not be felt. However, if the kidney qi has already been weakened, once we have a nocturnal emission, the effect will become very apparent. As we age the discomfort we feel following nocturnal emission will become more apparent. Furthermore, nocturnal emission will adversely impact our determination in rebooting, although it does not count as breaking the reboot, following nocturnal emission our stamina will noticeably decrease like an inflated ball. TCM (Chinese Traditional Medicine) advocates “accumulation of essence and qi” where the leakage of essence and qi is frowned upon.
In Taoism the leakage of essence is called “the leaving of the pellet”, if we take away the essence how are we to transform it into qi? There is a saying that it takes 100 days in order to build up the foundation during which time there can be no leakage of essences. 100 day without leakage is a feat that is achieved by extremely few people, only those that have acquired the way of the Tao is able to achieve this feat. Actually, breaking the 100 days is like breaking the paper on papered tapered windows, if you know the method it is very easy, but if you don’t know the method, it’s very hard to decrease the frequency of essence leakage, let alone the excessive expectation of breaking the 100-day barrier. According to my research, many people due to that they have masturbated long-term suffers from a great deficiency in their kidney qi. It would take from half a year to 8 months before they experience nocturnal emission during their reboot. The 100-day barrier that I had mentioned is addressed towards the second stage of the reboot.
I was once troubled by nocturnal emission for the better part of a year, during that time I would experience nocturnal emission about 3-5 times each month, sometimes I would experience it two nights in a row. Although the number of times is not that great, it is, however, a great deal
Page 18 for an already weakened body where we simply cannot afford to leak so to speak. I remember a time when I had been recovering very well only to experience a marked decline in my physical well being after a nocturnal emission. During this time period, I took care to record the times of my leakages, the dates, the time, whether or not dreams were present, I had it recorded down in detail. After a nocturnal emission, I would go on the internet to look for ways to combat it. I’ve come across a countless number of articles and posts; medicine was mentioned as well as different forms of physical exercise, also suggestive healing was mentioned, however, there were no ways to decrease the frequency of the leakage. There was a time when I perplexed over the question of whether or not the leakage is due to the “overflowing of essences”, this was then dismissed after I discovered that there are people who are able to greatly decrease or even to halt altogether, nocturnal emission through meditation. At the time I was thinking of how wonderful it would be to have a master to guide me into this matter. According to my understanding, those who have opened their small circulatory cycles according to Qigong are able to stop the leakage. However this requires the guidance of a proper tutor, one should not attempt this on their own due to the risk running into issues, therefore I didn’t attempt this exercise on my own. In Qigong, by holding the horse stance one is also able to decrease the frequency of nocturnal emissions, but to achieve 100 days of no leakage is very difficult. Nocturnal emission in Taoism is a “hard threshold”, many people have difficulty in passing this barrier. If this barrier cannot be passed, a substantial improvement (translator’s note: I believe the author isn’t referring to a normal improvement upon an already weakened body, instead, it is the total transformation above and beyond a normal constitution, like becoming a superman in terms of health. Therefore, the 100 days threshold should not be viewed as a prerequisite to improving one’s health, it’s the threshold towards unlocking one’s latent powers) in one’s constitution is very difficult, because whatever we put in is leaked away like a leaking water tank where the tank is never to be full.
I’ve now finally fumbled my way to the method, one can also say that I’ve reached an understanding (translator’s note: in Chinese, understanding literally translates to “knowing the Tao”. In this context, understanding should be interpreted as having the defining “aha moment” and piercing into the truth) . Previously I came across articles dealing with similar topics but was unable to comprehend them, this is also owing the complexity of the articles where the contents becomes more difficult the more you read them, and if I did what was prescribed in those articles it was easy to miss the essence and not hit the mark, and so the issue of nocturnal emission was not resolved. An article with several thousands of words in it can often be summarized in the last sentence. The saying goes “falseness may spread across a thousand books, the truth is contained in one sentence”, if we are able to truly comprehend this then there is no need to read many articles lest we become even more confused. If we are not able to reach the understanding then the paper thin veil becomes like a mountain, if understanding is reached, breaking the veil is like breaking through a sheet of paper.
Ever since I have arrived at the understanding, I have not had a nocturnal emission for 3 months. I could feel that my kidney qi is becoming ever more abundant and my overall vitality is very good. Today I will pierce this paper thin veil, hopefully, everybody could pay close attention to the below writings.
Listen, understand, and you will save money, there will be no need to take medicine and hospital expenses could be saved.
First of all, let’s familiarize us with the concept of the “essence gate”. The essence gate is like a dam if the dam is sturdy enough it will not become overwhelmed by the flood of water. If not, nocturnal emissions will be frequent. If your gate is very sturdy, even if you have Ying deficiency in the kidney & liver, the dam will still hold firm. The relationship can be described the analogy of the spear and the shield if your shield is strong the spear will not be able to penetrate it despite its sharpness. Therefore, the question of how to reinforce the essence gate, to reinforce the “shield” is the problem that we must solve. I was able to cast off the trouble of nocturnal emission thanks to a rhyme that I have discovered which originated from the Eight Brocade exercise, called “Hands climbing feet sturdies the kidney and the waist”. This movement has a very simple form, stand with both legs straight and use the hands to touch the ground. In broadcast gymnastics (translator’s note: kids in Chinese schools do simple gymnastics movements during school, these movements are basically like stretching and is guided by broadcasts from loud speakers) there is a similar movement, actually, these movements are born out of the traditional Chinese Eight Brocade Qigong exercises. Whatever you do, do not underestimate these movements as they contain “great mysterious principles”. The said movement, through stretching the bladder meridian line found at the backside of the thighs have the function of strengthening the essence gates. The principle is the following: the kidney meridian line and the bladder meridian line is reflected off each other, their functions are connected together, qi and blood are interconnected, therefore by stretching the bladder meridian line we are also working the kidney meridian line. Thus we are able to reinforce our essence gate, executing the said movement is like tightening screws to the gate, once the gate is secured, the issue of nocturnal emission is resolved. In the past I’ve encountered numerous articles, the Eight Brocade is also mentioned in them but at the time the contents did not stick in my mind due to my lack of understanding, I didn’t comprehend the essence of the teachings and hence did not fully grasp the power of the movement. Now I’ve come to fully understand the battle-tested effectiveness of the movement which far surpasses the efficiency of any medicine! Furthermore, the exercise is very easy to execute and to repeat over time. Those with an adequate understanding will come to treasure the movement as the most valuable asset while those with an inadequate understanding will tend to ignore and dismiss it.
Detailed how-to
The method that I would teach everyone is: just do one of the movement from the Eight Brocade exercises, the one that targets nocturnal emissions “Hands climbing feet sturdies the kidney and the waist”. Persist in executing this movement properly, which means to find that stretchy feeling, it’s important to have that correct feeling. When we are doing this movement we should feel the bladder meridian line being stretched tighter, straightened and lengthened like a rubber band. Once we have found this feeling we need to intensify it like tightening the screws of the essence gate. Every day I would perform this movement 500 times before I go to bed I would do it 200 times. I would strongly recommend doing this exercise before bed which is likened to putting a lock on the essence gate. If you do not do this before going to bed then we might experience nocturnal emissions, this is because the essence gate might not be properly secured which can only be secured by performing this movement. However we must take care to not overstrain ourselves while doing this exercise, otherwise, the overtraining may lead to nocturnal emission, we should pay close attention to this. In the beginning, many people lack the foundations, other people may have a poor physical condition, therefore we do not need to do many repetitions in the beginning. We could, for example, start from 30 repetitions, or do them in sets, 60 repetitions may be divided into 3 sets with 20 per set and a minute of rest between the sets. The second day we do this we may experience pain or discomfort in the body, we only need to rest for a couple days to return to normal and then continue from where we left off and we will not experience further discomfort in the body.
Essence
Lastly, I would like to elaborate on the characteristics of the essence. Essence is a mysterious substance, if given is able to grant life and if saved is able to preserve life. There is one characteristic of the essence and that is essence is able to become “internalized”, through meditational practices the essence may be transformed into qi, essence can then be returned to nourish the brain. (translator’s note: in English, this may be called sexual transmutation and has been expounded upon by authors such as Napoleon Hill). The saying that “Once essences are full it will overflow” is a theory that is only applicable to the layman. Because the layman is not cultivated in meditational practices he will be limited on the plane of “Once essences are full it will overflow”. This is like a person believing there are only white swans in the world just because he has only seen white swans, in reality, there are black swans as well only that they have not yet been seen by that person.
Afterword
Once a brother has reached a certain stage in the rebooting process he will likely be bothered with the issue of nocturnal emissions. We must learn to control the frequency of these leakages and try to limit the frequency to no more than 3 times per month. Hopefully, I have been able to provide guidance for those who are deeply troubled by nocturnal emissions, I hope one day the issue will no longer come to bother you.
Success case feedback
Case 1: Previously I saw in your thread the “Hands climbing feet sturdies the kidney and the waist” movement, this is truly a remarkable move! I have kept doing this exercise for 200 times before bed every day and I have not experienced nocturnal emission for over 40 days. Before I learned about this exercise I would experience nocturnal emission twice a week, what a powerful exercise this is. However, I did fall short and broke the reboot after 44 days. I can now guarantee to quit PMO completely and I’m full confidence.
Case 2: The first month of reboot I had nocturnal emissions 8 times which almost frightened me to death, after reading Soaring Eagle’s article my determination is renewed. In addition, I’ve started to practice the Eight Brocade exercises, in the second month I’ve yet to experience a single nocturnal emission. My state of mind is pretty good now! I’m very grateful for Soaring Eagle and the rebooting forums. I hope everybody can do as I did and walk on the path of righteousness, together we will build a bright future.
Case 3: Masturbated for 8 years! Short, ugly and poor (translator’s note: Chinese slang for loser basically). The girl of my dreams sleeps in the arms of another man, very hurtful indeed. After having read Soaring Eagle’s posts I’ve come to realize that I have wasted valuable years. Today is the 31st day of my reboot, at day 7 I had a nocturnal emission, afterward, I did in according to Soaring Eagle’s methods and successfully controlled by leakage. Ever since the 7th day until today I have yet to have another nocturnal emission, my dreams are peaceful and I no longer have erotic dreams. My body clearly feels more vital, my legs are no longer soft, waist and back ache have disappeared. My appearance has become clearer and no longer carry the wretched look! My thoughts are clear now and my courage has returned. Now I do the things I enjoy doing and make money towards my freedom. I finally understand this is what is called real living. The sad and inferior days of self-rubbing is now forever behind me.
Case 4: I began rebooting after reading in rebooting forums. Afterwards, I often had nocturnal emissions which irritated me a lot. I remember when it was the most serious, I leaked 7 times within a month. When it was cold on the night I would have an emission. My body was very irritated and felt week overall. Even during my midday naps, I experienced emission. At that time I just wanted to die, but the will to live was very strong, so I gathered my courage and told my mom about rebooting and the frequent nocturnal emissions. I told her that I felt very week so my mom took me to see an old traditional Chinese doctor. I knew that doctor from a very young age, now he is maybe 80 years old but is still working. The head of the clinic told him to come by and sit for a while and treat some patients every day until noon. I told the old doctor about my condition and was given medicine, the doctor told me not to be nervous and that I would recover. Just like that, after taking his medicine I felt much better. I would have nocturnal emission twice every month and so I no longer felt the need to do any kidney strengthening exercises and stopped taking the medicine. After stopping the medicine the symptoms rebounded and once again I experienced frequent nocturnal emissions. At the time I was thinking to myself how nice it would be to no longer take any medicine and so I continued to do the exercises provided by Soaring Eagle. Now I do it every day whereas before I was not persistent and would have nocturnal emission every couple of days. Now I do them every day and have not leaked for about a month or two. Hehe. Though I feel that I have a small advantage which allowed my body to start recovery and that is ever since I started rebooting I have not broken the reboot. The physical as well as the mental act of masturbation no longer exist in my head. That brother who experience frequent nocturnal emissions please hold out, your bodies will be able to sense it. If you are good to your body it will know it. Please continue with the kidney strengthening exercise forever.
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2020.11.29 22:54 cuntymcfucktrumpet In May 2020, three-year-old Dylan Ehler was playing outside with his grandmother at her home in Truro, NS. She was momentarily distracted by her dog, which had to be put on a leash. When she turned back around to talk to her grandson, he was gone.

THE DISAPPEARANCE OF DYLAN EHLER
In the afternoon of Wednesday 6th May 2020, three-year-old Dylan Ehler was visiting his grandmother at her home near Queen Street and Elizabeth Street in Truro, Nova Scotia. They were playing outside together in the yard and Dylan's grandmother got distracted by her dog — when she finished dealing with it and turned around to talk to her grandson, he was gone.
Emergency services were contacted immediately and investigators began combing the area Dylan vanished from in search of anything that would lead them to the missing toddler. The very same day, they made an important discovery.
Dylan's rubber boots were found in Lepper Brook, a waterway located a mere two-minute walk from his grandmother's home. One was found at 7.20pm and the other was found later in the evening, further down the brook near where it meets Salmon River. Salmon River runs into Cobequid Bay which connects to the Bay of Fundy — known to have the highest tides in the world.
Police quickly shifted their focus towards recovery efforts, examining the Salmon River shoreline and the river itself. Underwater cameras and thermal imaging devices were used and after nothing of value was found in the initial operation, law enforcement expanded their search to include the area near the mouth of Cobequid Bay. They also re-canvassed residents of Dylan's grandmother's neighbourhood.
Although the water was clear and visibility was good, they could find no further sign of Dylan. On 15th May, police announced they would not be continuing the underwater searches unless there were new developments in the case.
RESPONSE FROM DYLAN EHLER'S FAMILY
Support for the Ehler family came pouring in, locally, provincially, and nationally. Some Truro residents put rubber boots on their doorsteps as a sign of hope that Dylan may still return, with one saying: "I put out a teddy bear and a blanket hoping that he would… just find his way up the road, and I left the light on so he could see my yard is all lit up.”
Then, on 20th May, a local newspaper revealed Dylan's mother (Ashley Brown) had been charged with assaulting Dylan’s father (Jason Ehler) four days before Dylan went missing. On the same day, Jason was charged with "uttering a threat to cause death,” to Ashley. He was also charged with committing mischief for deliberately damaging Ashley's cellphone.
Dave MacNeil, Truro Police Chief, has stated from the very beginning of the investigation he does not believe Dylan fell victim to foul play and that the previous charges are completely unconnected to his case. Speaking in an interview about what may have happened, Dylan's grandfather said:
"He thinks it’s a game. Once he’s out and about, he loves to run. He was outside with his grandmother. Then he was gone."
However, Dylan's parents do not think their son was a victim of a tragic accident. In June 2020, they announced details of a crowdfunded $10,000 reward for Dylan's safe return and $1,000 for information leading to his whereabouts. It's their belief the toddler may have been kidnapped. According to Dylan's father, Jason:
"The boots don’t make sense. The boots have never made sense... people covered that ground as soon as (Dylan’s grandmother) screamed for help. As soon as the grandmother called for help, there was a guy instantly at that brook, and there was nothing. No boots, no boy, no nothing."
Ashley and Jason theorise that Dylan's boots could've ended up in Lepper Brook after being thrown from the small railway bridge that crosses over the waterway — they're concerned police zeroed in on the river too quickly without considering other possible scenarios in the case.
WHERE DOES DYLAN EHLER'S CASE STAND NOW?
Initially, Ashley and Jason set an expiry date of 15th July on the reward in order to urge people to come forward quickly. However, no credible tips were received by this date and the reward was subsequently increased to $15,000 with no deadline implemented for the receipt of information.
Dylan's parents have conducted many of their own searches in recent months, aided by volunteers from the local community. At the time of Dylan's disappearance, the water was high and moving quickly. The drier summer and fall conditions made the brook easier to navigate, but searchers are yet to find any further trace of Dylan.
Ashley remains hopeful that Dylan is still alive since no other clothing belonging to him — or Dylan himself — has been found.
In an August 2020 interview, she said the family has been taking additional security measures after receiving death threats online. They have also gotten ransom messages demanding cryptocurrency in exchange for their son's safe return, which the police have investigated and determined to be a scam.
In October 2020, an individual made a Facebook post about a possible sighting of Dylan walking down the street with a woman in Bathurst, New Brunswick (a three-and-a-half hour drive from Truro). Local police reviewed video footage, interviewed witnesses, and concluded that “there was no confirmation that the child seen... was actually Dylan.”
Just this month, the reward fund was again increased to $18,207. Police follow up on leads as they receive them. Dylan's family carries out daily searches using a drone and continues to organise volunteer ground searches. His parents say they will keep looking for Dylan until they have answers, with his father commenting:
"Dead or alive, we want him back. We need him back."
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OTHER POSTS
If you found this post informative and would like to learn about other unresolved mysteries in Atlantic Canada and Scotland, you can find some of my other posts here:
  1. Andrew Ramsay is kidnapped by two men impersonating police officers in Glasgow, Scotland, and his remains are found in a river the following year
  2. Alan Jeffrey (from Wishaw, Scotland) goes missing while on holiday in Tenerife, Spain
  3. 20-year-old Joshua Miller goes missing after getting into a fight at a nightclub in St. John's, NL
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