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2023.06.06 04:29 Ukrainer_UA 4:49 EEST; The Sun is Rising Over Kyiv on the 468th Day of the Full-Scale Invasion. This is part five in our series about the ideas, values and dreams of fallen defenders of Ukraine. These are the words of the Heavenly Regiment. + Discussion + Charities
| 🇺🇦 Слава Україні! 🇺🇦 _______________________________ We are Ukraïner, a non-profit media aimed at advocating authentic Ukraine, unexpected geographical discoveries, and multiculturalism. The below is another selection from an article we published recently. You can find earlier selections here: _______________________________ The Words of the Heavenly Regiment, Part V You can get used to air alarms, power and communication interruptions, curfew restrictions, but never to the loss of people. Ukrainians painfully experience the loss of each defender, even if they may not have known them personally. The full-scale war united the entire country, and we owe our lives to everyone who died at the front and who defends our lands now. We continue to publish quotes from heroes who fought for the free future of Ukraine. Each soldier from this Heavenly regiment deserves eternal honor and memory, so we must do everything to continue their struggle with dignity and remember the price of freedom. _______________________________ Dmytro Pashchuk Dmytro Pashchuk Entrepreneur Member of the Ukrainian scout organization "Plast" He took the scout's oath in the spring of 2011, and later became a co-founder of the 109th scout troop named after Y. Horoshko in the city of Lviv. He was an active participant in the Revolution of Dignity. Since 2016, he has served in the French Foreign Legion. After returning to Ukraine, he began to engage in entrepreneurial activities, in particular, becoming a co-founder of the Port Wine Bar in Lviv. After the start of the full-scale Russian invasion, he joined the Special Operations Forces of the Ukrainian Armed Forces. Died on March 12th, 2023 in the Kherson direction. "Accepting the death of the best people is really hard. But these people do not leave us. They leave behind a very significant mark. We live in a special time, this is the age of heroes. And it's cool — to live and have the opportunity to see these heroes, to be with them. Although they are leaving us for a better world." _______________________________ Oleksii Borys Oleksii Borys Paralegal Journalist He worked at the Arzinger law firm and was a journalist for Yurydychna Gazeta. On February 25th, 2022, he joined the ranks of the Armed Forces. He was an artillery adjuster and aerial scout, and later he was appointed the platoon commander of an anti-tank artillery battery. Died on February 9th, 2023. "Many people say that on the first day [of the invasion] there was no awareness that we would win, there was fear, because a large armada of Russian aircraft, tanks, and infantry began to advance on Ukraine. I will say without hesitation, and these are not empty words, I knew that Ukraine would definitely withstand it. Yes, difficult times await us, but we will definitely win back our country." _______________________________ Dmytro Shtanko Dmytro Shtanko Lawyer Private Entrepreneur For 16 years, he worked in internal affairs organizations, and since 2014 he was in private legal practice. He was the owner of several companies in the agricultural sector and the field of financial services. After the start of the full-scale invasion, he joined the ranks of the Armed Forces. Died on October 5th, 2022 in a battle near Bakhmut. "Belief is stronger than money. We are believers. And no matter how difficult it is, victory is our destiny. My victory, my brothers', our soldiers', our State's." _______________________________ Oleksandr Bondarenko Oleksandr Bondarenko Journalist Born and raised in Luhansk. He began his journalistic career at the Luhansk Cable Television company. In 2004, he moved to Kyiv. He worked at "Public Radio", the Ukrainian service of the BBC, the TV channel "TRK Ukraine". In August 2015, he moved to the field of communications. From the first days of the full-scale invasion, he joined the ranks of the Defense Forces. He defended the capital, participated in the Kharkiv counteroffensive. Died in battle on April 22nd, 2023 near the city of Kreminna. "I remember this moment very well. On Saturday, March 1st, 2014, we were sitting in the newsroom watching the live broadcast. It was a meeting of the Russian Federation Council, to which Putin appealed for permission to send troops into Ukraine. UP (Ed: "Ukrainska Pravda") came out with the headline "Putin has declared war on Ukraine." Back then it was very dark, scary and it was not clear what to expect. Eight years later, it's not scary anymore. There are many of us, we are strong, intelligent and tenacious. We will win. Glory to Ukraine!" _______________________________ Volodymyr Mukan Volodymyr Mukan Journalist Editor He worked as a journalist and editor at Gazeta In Ukrainian, the magazine Kraina and the online portal Gazeta. He was interested in cars, he was a co-organizer of the retro car festival known as Old Car Land. In addition, he worked as a public relations officer and had his own communications agency. With the beginning of the full-scale invasion, he came to the defense of the country. Died on April 29th, 2023 in Bakhmut while performing a combat mission. "Yes, we were unlucky with our eastern neighbor. Russia is an absurd '3 in 1' state - a terrorist, a robber, and a maniac... But for some reason I am sure that they will fail with their occupation of Ukraine anyway. Just like they failed to eradicate our nation over the last 300 years." _______________________________ Author: Daryna Mudrak Editor-in-chief: Nataliya Ponedilok Editor: Kateryna Lehka Photo Editor: Yuriy Stefanyak Content Manager: Anastasiia Zhokhova _______________________________ The 468th day of a nine year invasion that has been going on for centuries. One day closer to victory. 🇺🇦 HEROYAM SLAVA! 🇺🇦 _______________________________ Verified Charities - u/Jesterboyd: Jester is one of the moderators of our community living in Kyiv. Currently raising money for tacmed supplies for Viktor Pylypenko (see here), one of Ukraine’s openly queer soldiers saving lives as a battlefield medic. Link to donation
- United24: This site was launched by President Zelenskyy as the main venue for collecting charitable donations in support of Ukraine. Funds will be allocated to cover the most pressing needs facing Ukraine.
- Come Back Alive: This NGO crowdfunds non-lethal military equipment, such as thermal vision scopes & supplies it to the front lines. It also provides training for Ukrainian soldiers, as well as researching troops’ needs and social reintegration of veterans.
- Trident Defense Initiative: This initiative run by former NATO and UA servicemen has trained and equipped thousands of Ukrainian soldiers.
- Ukraine Front Line US-based and registered 501(c)(3), this NGO fulfills front line soldiers' direct defense and humanitarian aid requests through their man on the ground, Ukraine's own u/jesterboyd.
- Ukraine Aid Ops: Volunteers around the world who are helping to find and deliver equipment directly to those who need it most in Ukraine.
- Hospitallers: This is a medical battalion that unites volunteer paramedics and doctors to save the lives of soldiers on the frontline. They crowdfund their vehicle repairs, fuel, and medical equipment.
- Humanity: Co-founded by u/kilderov, Humanity is a small team of volunteers securing and distributing humanitarian aid to the most vulnerable populations in temporarily occupied Kherson Oblast. Kilderov and his friends were under occupation in Nova Kakhovka in 2022.
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2023.06.06 04:26 Full-Monitor-1962 Would anyone be so kind as to tear my project apart? I need a code review from an experienced react developer
I wanted this to be a pseudo clone of the guess.com with some elements from other fashion websites. I wanted to convincingly re-create the UI, and a back end for it to make it a full e-commerce sight, but I never found a cheap way to source all the photos. So the backend was shelved.
It’s definitely not perfect, I’m still working on the mobile version, but for right now I’m proud of how it turned out.
Unfortunately, I’m basically learning in a vacuum. I don’t know what I don’t know, and I’m sure there’s bad habits littered throughout my code. I’m trying to get better at this and eventually turn this into a career, so if any experienced react dev would be so kind as to point out areas of improvement, I’d be extremely grateful.
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2023.06.06 04:26 noble-22strawberry Eu sou a babaca por sumir e cortar contato com praticamente todos?
Me afastei dos meus "amigos" e bloqueei das redes sociais quase todo mundo do meu círculo social. Salvando apenas 2 ou 3 excessões.
Eu nunca fui o tipo de pessoa extrovertida, que fala com todo mundo e que é inimiga da timidez, mas eu tinha uma grande quantidade de amigos e sabia me sobressair em certas situações.
Ao longo da convivência, percebi que a maioria das pessoas que estavam próximas, na verdade não eram meus amigos de verdade e eram extremamente fofoqueiras, espalhavam segredos alheios e falavam muito mal das outras pessoas sem nem conhecer, inclusive presenciei uma situação de uma garota que abraçou a amiga, e assim que a amiga saiu de perto essa garota começou a detonar ela. Falou dos romances, das roupas e do comportamento de forma negativa. E não era nada bizarro ou imoral, era só uma pessoa com o jeito diferente do dela.
Essas mesmas pessoas me seguiam nas redes sociais mas nunca interagiam ou falavam comigo, apenas me observavam e orbitavam a minha vida. Pareciam até stalkers bizarros, e as nossas interações pessoalmente, eram comentários muito negativos e infantis, do tipo:
"A fulana é esquisita" "A ciclana é mimada" "Eu me considero tranquilamente a menina mais linda da sala, tipo, a mais bela" (e logo após ela fez um ranking de quem era feia e quem era bonita, sem eu pedir, na verdade, eu nem estava falando sobre beleza e sim sobre a faculdade) "A beltrana é muito nojenta"
E por aí vai. Comentários e julgamentos extremamente hostis por coisas muito triviais e que facilmente poderiam ser resolvidas com conversa e empatia. Além disso, elas se sentiam muito confortáveis em fazer fofoca ao meu lado, mesmo sem eu falar nada, então provavelmente eu era uma das vítimas no off.
Me revoltei, tirei todos que agiam assim das minhas redes sociais e comecei a ficar sozinha, em vez de sentar com eles nos meus intervalos, eu ia pra algum lugar reservado ou fazia leituras.
Eu fiz tudo isso abruptamente, seu aviso prévio e sem ser sutil, simplesmente me sentia sufocada e a presença deles não agregava em nada, pelo contrário, me sentia que estava pisando em ovos e refém das minhas palavras, tipo aquele clichê policial norte americano: tudo que você disser pode, e será usado contra você.
Aí eu simplesmente bloqueei eles e me afastei. Eu sou a babaca?
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2023.06.06 04:17 Tacy46 Alguns monstros preferem carne humana.
Deixei minha casa quando tinha quatorze anos e peguei um ônibus até onde ele me levava. Minha família era realmente muito toxica. Depois que meu dinheiro acabou, comecei a procurar trabalho e encontrei um como ajudante de rancho. Tenho certeza de que não acreditavam que eu era maior de idade, mas pagava bem e ninguém fazia perguntas.
Aceitei alguns empregos como esse nos anos seguintes e vi muita escuridão humana que prefiro não compartilhar, mas há uma história que estou disposto a contar sobre o rancho Wheeler no Arizona.
O Sr. Wheeler era muito estranho. Tinha uma reputação mista. O pagamento era bom, mas as regras eram estritas, e você seria expulso até mesmo pela menor violação. Muitos caras como eu - que precisam de um trabalho - acabaram lá em algum momento da vida, mas a maioria não durou mais do que algumas semanas.
Muitas das regras eram bastante padronizadas, é claro. Não beber. Nenhuma garota no barracão. Outros eram mais extremos. Como não sair depois de escurecer, mesmo nos fins de semana. Ouvi dizer que muitos caras aceitaram empregos lá para ficarem sóbrios. Os únicos veteranos também eram tipos religiosos, caras que encontraram Deus depois de jovens desperdiçados e tempo na prisão.
Aceitei o trabalho pelo dinheiro. Achei que um verão não faria mal, e uma vez que eu tivesse um bom dinheiro economizado, eu poderia gastar tudo em Las Vegas e depois ir para o próximo.
Acho que, estupidamente, também imaginei que todos os rumores sobre o quão rigoroso era eram exagerados.
Eu estava completamente errado. No meu primeiro dia lá, Doug Wheeler, o gerente do barracão que também era sobrinho do proprietário, me xingou e me cortou meio dia de pagamento apenas por deixar uma janela aberta depois de escurecer. Claro, algumas horas depois eu descobri o porquê.
No meio da noite, acordei com um som terrível vindo do gado próximo. Provavelmente havia cem cabeças de gado lá, e eles estavam enlouquecendo, como se um lobo ou um urso estivesse atacando elas. Vesti meu jeans e corri para a porta, mas uma das outras mãos me segurou.
"Eles vão ficar bem", disse ele. “Volte para a cama.”
“Como diabos eles vão ficar bem?. Escute-os."
“Não saia depois de escurecer”, disse Doug de seu beliche. "Não importa o que aconteça."
Tentei dormir, mas estava muito difícil com o som do gado gritando ao fundo. É algo com o qual nunca me acostumei.
De manhã, me ocupei consertando algumas cercas do outro lado do rancho. Fazia calor e, quando chegou o almoço, acabei fazendo uma pequena pausa à sombra de um velho salgueiro. Enquanto eu estava lá, ouvi uma espécie de gemido baixinho e olhei para trás para ver uma vaca na parte mais profunda da sombra, fazendo uns barulhos estranhos. Então, quando tentei dar um passo em sua direção, ele sibilou como um gato e mostrou os dentes para mim. Os dentes não eram como os de nenhuma vaca que eu já tinha visto antes. Dois longos caninos se projetavam dos lados, quase como os de um cachorro.
Depois disso, dei o fora dali e fui buscar reforços. Quando contei a Doug o que tinha visto, ele ficou sério e chamou alguns dos outros caras. O sol estava mais alto a essa altura e a sombra sob a árvore era basicamente nula. A vaca não estava à vista.
“Estava bem aqui,” eu disse. "Bem aqui, porra."
Aproximei-me um pouco mais do local onde o tinha visto e quase engasguei. Uma pilha de pó cinza mais ou menos no formato de uma vaca estava presa na grama, quase como se tivesse havido um incêndio ou algo assim. O ar cheirava mal.
“Parece que o problema se resolveu por si só”, disse um dos trabalhadores, e então todos voltaram aos seus afazeres.
Houve outras coisas que notei com o passar dos dias, coisas de que não gostei. Percebi que alguns bezerros tinham problemas para ficar de pé de manhã. Um tinha algum tipo de marca de mordida em seu pescoço. Tentei falar com as outros sobre isso, mas eles apenas me disseram para receber o pagamento e parar de fazer perguntas.
E então, uma noite, olhei pela janela e quase me caguei. A menos de meio metro de mim estava uma velha de camisola. Ela parecia um pouco perdida para ser honesta. Ela bateu na janela e sussurrou algo.
"O que?" Eu sussurrei de volta.
"Posso entrar?" ela perguntou, e então ela tentou mostrar o que provavelmente deveria ser um sorriso doce. Só que está exposta uma boca cheia de dentes podres, inclusive uma daquelas presas grandes do caralho, assim como a vaca tinha.
“Diga a ela que ela não pode entrar,” disse Doug atrás de mim, sua voz mortalmente séria. "Agora."
“Desculpe, senhora,” eu disse, mas ela já havia desaparecido na noite. Eu me virei para Doug. "Quem diabos é aquela?"
“Só minha avó”, disse ele. “Ela se perde às vezes à noite. Volte para a cama.
Fiquei desconfiado depois disso. Antes, eu apenas pensava que os Wheelers eram excêntricos. Agora eles me deram arrepios. Tipo, por que eles nunca saíram para ajudar, ou até mesmo para a cidade? Por que seus carros só saiam à noite, voltando de manhã cedo antes do nascer do sol?
Tudo veio à tona no dia 4 de julho. Algumas dos trabalhadores começaram a beber durante o jantar e então um dos caras mais novo do que eu mencionou que trouxe alguns fogos de artifício do México.
Doug disse a ele para seguir as regras, mas o cara novo disse a ele para ir se foder e que era o aniversário do nosso país e isso significava que ele era um americano que poderia acender alguns fogos de artifício se quisesse.
As coisas ficaram físicas. Eu tentei intervir, mas o cara novo tinha sido um boxeador, e ele deu uma surra em Doug. Então ele pegou seu saco de foguetes e mais algumas cervejas e saiu.
Eu poderia ter ficado em casa. Poderia ter seguido as regras, mas naquele momento, acho que também queria ver alguns fogos de artifício. Começamos a beber e a incendiá-los enquanto o sol caía sobre as montanhas distantes.
E então as vacas começaram a mugir. Olhei e vi duas figuras, todas de preto, movendo-se no meio do rebanho. Um pegou uma vaca como se fosse recheada com algodão e a prendeu contra o chão, comendo febrilmente em seu pescoço.
"Ei, que porra é essa?" gritou o cara novo e, em um instante, as duas figuras estavam olhando para nós. Uma era a velha que eu tinha visto antes. O outro era um homem mais jovem, talvez na casa dos 50 anos, que eu nunca tinha visto antes.
Em cerca de dois segundos, as figuras chegaram ao novo cara. A velha mordeu o pescoço que, quando ela deu um passo para trás para recuperar o fôlego, pude ver sua espinha saindo do sangue jorrando. Então o outro cara quis entrar, puxando-a para que pudesse dar uma guinada no pescoço do moribundo.
A única coisa que me salvou provavelmente foi que eles estavam tão distraídos com a matança que não me notaram. Fiquei ali estupidamente, segurando um foguete de garrafa e um isqueiro. Por um segundo, pensei em atirar neles, mas parecia pior do que inútil. Isso só iria irritá-los.
Em vez disso, atirei o foguete em direção à casa, onde havia um pedaço de grama seca sem cortar na varanda antiga. Tudo aumentou instantaneamente, o fogo praticamente explodindo pela grama seca, subindo pela velha madeira seca.
Agora, as vacas estavam começando a entrar em pânico, batendo na parede frágil que cercava o curral. No momento em que o resto da casa começou a pegar fogo, uma debandada estava acontecendo, com as vacas atacando noite adentro.
Quanto a mim, também corri. Corri provavelmente três quilômetros até chegar a outra casa e implorei que me deixassem entrar. Eles fizeram sem fazer muitas perguntas. Eles tinham alguma ideia de quem eram seus vizinhos.
Não posso dizer que me arrependo de ter feito o que fiz. Afinal, devemos cuidar dos animais. Até diz isso na Bíblia. Dê-me cem fósforos e eu queimaria aquele lugar cem vezes.
Dito isso, já vi muitos lugares cujos proprietários não eram muito melhores que os Wheelers, mesmo que não fossem monstros literais. A maioria das pessoas são assim. Eles encurtam seus salários. Eles são cruéis com o gado.
E para ser sincero, não me arrependo do que fiz.
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2023.06.06 04:13 Dosmastrify1 Should i drive 2 hours to test drive this?
https://www.elitemitsubishi.com/viewdetails/used/3VW547AUXFM105278/ Hi all,
After speaking with people on here I've been less insistent on my car being a 2016 or newer. This 2015 does have the performance pack, and 13.5k for 100k miles is not bad, a 2016 with 100k is at least 2 grand more.
Was it 2016 that was the first year the gas cap said 87 was ok? I've learned that with Volkswagens you don't do anything other than follow exactly what they were designed for (oil change on time every time or else) 92 if it says 92)
I really don't have much free time I would need to take off work to go see this thing and it's 4 hours round trip so with all the f****** that the dealers always do I'd be up there literally all day...
Torn.
Car is in NY and I'm in nj
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2023.06.06 04:12 BlueJaysBaseball Postgame Thread: June 5 - Houston Astros @ Toronto Blue Jays
Line Score - Game Over
| 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | R | H | E | LOB |
HOU | 6 | 0 | 0 | 2 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 1 | 0 | 11 | 19 | 0 | 10 |
TOR | 0 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 1 | 0 | 1 | 1 | 0 | 4 | 12 | 2 | 9 |
Box Score
TOR | IP | H | R | ER | BB | SO | P-S | ERA |
Manoah | 0.1 | 7 | 6 | 6 | 1 | 0 | 38-22 | 6.36 |
Jackson, J | 2.2 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 4 | 39-31 | 1.59 |
Richards, T | 1.0 | 2 | 2 | 2 | 0 | 2 | 25-19 | 3.81 |
Bass | 1.0 | 3 | 2 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 28-19 | 4.95 |
García, Y | 1.0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 16-10 | 5.96 |
Cimber | 1.2 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 0 | 2 | 22-15 | 4.08 |
Mayza | 1.1 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 2 | 27-19 | 1.69 |
HOU | IP | H | R | ER | BB | SO | P-S | ERA |
Bielak | 6.2 | 10 | 3 | 3 | 1 | 2 | 106-67 | 3.35 |
Martinez, S | 1.1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 0 | 1 | 21-14 | 4.30 |
Stanek | 1.0 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 2 | 20-11 | 4.79 |
Scoring Plays
Highlights
Description | Length | Video |
Bullpen availability for Houston, June 5 vs Blue Jays | 0:07 | Video |
Bullpen availability for Toronto, June 5 vs Astros | 0:07 | Video |
Fielding alignment for Houston, June 5 vs Blue Jays | 0:11 | Video |
Starting lineups for Astros at Blue Jays - June 5, 2023 | 0:09 | Video |
Corey Julks: Home Run Statcast Analysis | 0:10 | Video |
Visualizing Corey Julks's swing using bat tracking technology | 0:09 | Video |
Alejandro Kirk: Home Run Statcast Analysis | 0:14 | Video |
Analyzing Alejandro Kirk's home run through bat tracking | 0:09 | Video |
Breaking down Yordan Alvarez's home run | 0:12 | Video |
Breaking down Kyle Tucker's home run | 0:14 | Video |
A deep dive into Yordan Alvarez's home run | 0:09 | Video |
A deep dive into Kyle Tucker's home run | 0:09 | Video |
Jake Meyers: Home Run Statcast Analysis | 0:14 | Video |
Analyzing Jake Meyers's home run through bat tracking | 0:09 | Video |
Breaking down Brandon Bielak's pitches | 0:08 | Video |
Brandon Bielak's outing against the Blue Jays | 0:23 | Video |
Daulton Varsho: Home Run Statcast Analysis | 0:14 | Video |
A deep dive into Daulton Varsho's home run | 0:09 | Video |
Yordan Alvarez's RBI single makes it 1-0 Astros | 0:21 | Video |
Kyle Tucker lines an RBI single to left in the 1st | 0:14 | Video |
Corey Julks drills a grand slam deep to left field | 0:28 | Video |
Alek Manoah attempts to blow the ball foul | 0:29 | Video |
Alejandro Kirk rips a solo smash to left | 0:19 | Video |
Yordan Alvarez drills a long solo home run to center | 0:32 | Video |
Kyle Tucker smashes an opposite-field homer | 0:30 | Video |
Jake Meyers smokes a two-run blast the other way | 0:22 | Video |
Daulton Varsho makes a nice leaping catch | 0:25 | Video |
Bo Bichette's RBI single cuts into the Astros lead | 0:22 | Video |
Vladimir Guerrero Jr. drills an RBI double in the 7th | 0:24 | Video |
Brandon Bielak puts together a quality start vs. Jays | 0:47 | Video |
Chas McCormick scores from first on a hit and error | 0:31 | Video |
Daulton Varsho lifts a solo home run in the 8th | 0:33 | Video |
Decisions
Winning Pitcher | Losing Pitcher | Save |
Bielak (3-2, 3.35 ERA) | Manoah (1-7, 6.36 ERA) | |
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2023.06.06 04:12 AstrosBot Post Game Thread (Jun 5, 2023): Astros (36-24) @ Blue Jays (33-28)
Line Score - Game Over
| 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | R | H | E | LOB |
HOU | 6 | 0 | 0 | 2 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 1 | 0 | 11 | 19 | 0 | 10 |
TOR | 0 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 1 | 0 | 1 | 1 | 0 | 4 | 12 | 2 | 9 |
Box Score
TOR | IP | H | R | ER | BB | SO | P-S | ERA |
Manoah | 0.1 | 7 | 6 | 6 | 1 | 0 | 38-22 | 6.36 |
Jackson, J | 2.2 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 4 | 39-31 | 1.59 |
Richards, T | 1.0 | 2 | 2 | 2 | 0 | 2 | 25-19 | 3.81 |
Bass | 1.0 | 3 | 2 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 28-19 | 4.95 |
García, Y | 1.0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 16-10 | 5.96 |
Cimber | 1.2 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 0 | 2 | 22-15 | 4.08 |
Mayza | 1.1 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 2 | 27-19 | 1.69 |
HOU | IP | H | R | ER | BB | SO | P-S | ERA |
Bielak | 6.2 | 10 | 3 | 3 | 1 | 2 | 106-67 | 3.35 |
Martinez, S | 1.1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 0 | 1 | 21-14 | 4.30 |
Stanek | 1.0 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 2 | 20-11 | 4.79 |
Scoring Plays
Highlights
Description | Length | Video |
Bullpen availability for Houston, June 5 vs Blue Jays | 0:07 | Video |
Bullpen availability for Toronto, June 5 vs Astros | 0:07 | Video |
Fielding alignment for Houston, June 5 vs Blue Jays | 0:11 | Video |
Starting lineups for Astros at Blue Jays - June 5, 2023 | 0:09 | Video |
Corey Julks: Home Run Statcast Analysis | 0:10 | Video |
Visualizing Corey Julks's swing using bat tracking technology | 0:09 | Video |
Alejandro Kirk: Home Run Statcast Analysis | 0:14 | Video |
Analyzing Alejandro Kirk's home run through bat tracking | 0:09 | Video |
Breaking down Yordan Alvarez's home run | 0:12 | Video |
Breaking down Kyle Tucker's home run | 0:14 | Video |
A deep dive into Yordan Alvarez's home run | 0:09 | Video |
A deep dive into Kyle Tucker's home run | 0:09 | Video |
Jake Meyers: Home Run Statcast Analysis | 0:14 | Video |
Analyzing Jake Meyers's home run through bat tracking | 0:09 | Video |
Breaking down Brandon Bielak's pitches | 0:08 | Video |
Brandon Bielak's outing against the Blue Jays | 0:23 | Video |
Daulton Varsho: Home Run Statcast Analysis | 0:14 | Video |
A deep dive into Daulton Varsho's home run | 0:09 | Video |
Yordan Alvarez's RBI single makes it 1-0 Astros | 0:21 | Video |
Kyle Tucker lines an RBI single to left in the 1st | 0:14 | Video |
Corey Julks drills a grand slam deep to left field | 0:28 | Video |
Alek Manoah attempts to blow the ball foul | 0:29 | Video |
Alejandro Kirk rips a solo smash to left | 0:19 | Video |
Yordan Alvarez drills a long solo home run to center | 0:32 | Video |
Kyle Tucker smashes an opposite-field homer | 0:30 | Video |
Jake Meyers smokes a two-run blast the other way | 0:22 | Video |
Daulton Varsho makes a nice leaping catch | 0:25 | Video |
Bo Bichette's RBI single cuts into the Astros lead | 0:22 | Video |
Vladimir Guerrero Jr. drills an RBI double in the 7th | 0:24 | Video |
Brandon Bielak puts together a quality start vs. Jays | 0:47 | Video |
Chas McCormick scores from first on a hit and error | 0:31 | Video |
Daulton Varsho lifts a solo home run in the 8th | 0:33 | Video |
Decisions
Winning Pitcher | Losing Pitcher | Save |
Bielak (3-2, 3.35 ERA) | Manoah (1-7, 6.36 ERA) | |
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2023.06.06 04:10 Skyreps debating on wether I should sell this or not, super nice hoodie tbh taipei hoodie, my ig is Bape.Baeby
2023.06.06 04:09 Tacy46 Eu cuidei de um papagaio. Ele dizia algumas... Coisas... Perturbadoras.
Meu vizinho, Henry Johnson, ficaria fora da cidade por duas semanas. Sua esposa acabara de deixá-lo e ele precisava clarear a cabeça. Então ele me pediu para cuidar da casa. Como um estudante universitário falido, eu disse que sim.
As tarefas domésticas incluíam cuidar do papagaio dos Johnsons - um cinza africano de 17 anos chamado Snickers. Eu não sabia muito sobre pássaros, mas ele me deixou instruções detalhadas sobre como cuidar dele.
Na primeira noite do meu trabalho, decidi ficar por algumas horas. Eu precisava resolver um problema, e a casa grande e vazia dos Johnsons era o local de estudo perfeito. Depois de alimentar Snickers e dar-lhe água, sentei-me no sofá.
Mas não demorou muito para que ela me interrompesse.
""PARE!"*
Eu me virei. Snickers estava de pé em seu poleiro, olhando para mim. "PARE! PARE!” ela repetiu.
Revirando os olhos, voltei ao meus estudos. Equações diferenciais. Por que decidi me formar em engenharia?! batuquei meu lápis na página. Talvez seja hora de outra pausa para um lanche.
“PARE, OH DEUS, PARE.”
Snickers estava pulando de um poleiro para o outro, balançando a cabeça, o mais despreocupado possível. Mas a maneira como ela disse isso causou arrepios na minha espinha. Ela estava claramente imitando alguém em perigo. Provavelmente apenas repetindo de um filme, eu disse a mim mesmo.
Mas eu estava tão, tão errado.
""PARE, OH DEUS, PARE. HENRY, PARE.”
Henrique.
Esse era o nome dele. Henrique Johnson.
Eu me virei e encarei o papagaio. Ela olhou para mim e assobiou algumas vezes. E depois continuou.
“PARE, OH, DEUS, PARE, HENRY, PARE, OH, DEUS”
Senti meu sangue gelar. Olhei para o papagaio, meu coração martelando no peito. O que, exatamente, aconteceu aqui? O que ele está repetindo?
Resolvi ligar para meus pais. Mas eles não pareciam compartilhar do meu nível de preocupação. “Sua tia Sheila tinha um papagaio”, disse meu pai. “Essa coisa captava todos os tipos de palavras malucas. Filmes, conversas telefônicas ... gritava, dizia a palavra com "f". Eu não me preocuparia, Abbi. Especialmente com Raquel deixando ele e tudo... eles provavelmente tiveram algumas brigas enormes que o papagaio pegou. Eu não ficaria surpreso se piorasse.
E ele estava certo. Ao longo da hora seguinte, Snickers continuou a repetir “pare” e “Henry”, mas também disse uma variedade de outras coisas, de xingamentos a gentilezas e citações de filmes. “FODA-SE.” "EU VOLTAREI." "COMO VOCÊ ESTÁ HOJE?"*
Finalmente, por volta das dez horas, comecei a me preparar para sair. Joguei meu caderno na mochila, apaguei as luzes e me dirigi para a porta. “Adeus Snickers,” eu gritei para a escuridão. Então eu alcancei a maçaneta—
“ABAIXE A FACA.”
Eu congelei no meu caminho.
Eu não conseguia mais ver Snickers. Mas eu podia ouvi-lo, farfalhando em sua gaiola. Garras estalando contra os trilhos de metal, penas batendo no silêncio. Talvez ela esteja apenas citando outro filme. Talvez ela esteja—
“ABAIXE A FACA HENRY,” o pássaro repetiu.
Meu coração saiu pela boca, podia senti- lo batendo freneticamente.
“PARE! OH DEUS, PARE. OH DEUS!"
Snickers estava agitado. Eu podia ouvir suas penas batendo nos trilhos de metal de sua gaiola enquanto ela batia suas asas. Ela pulou para frente e para trás, de poleiro em poleiro, enquanto estalava o bico erraticamente.
“PARE, OH DEUS, PARE.”
Eu fiquei lá por um longo tempo. Os segundos se transformaram em minutos. Mas ele não disse mais nada. Apenas estalou e assobiou e se debateu em sua gaiola.
Acendi as luzes novamente, joguei minha mochila no chão e fui direto para o quarto dos Johnsons.
Henry foi muito claro com suas instruções. Eu não deveria entrar em nenhum dos quartos ou no porão. Eu deveria ficar no nível principal, não importa o quê.
Mas eu subi as escadas de qualquer maneira. Depois de olhar em volta, encontrei o quarto deles. Estava limpo e arrumado, a colcha cor de vinho estava bem colocada sobre o colchão. Eu andei por aí, meu coração martelando, esperando que o que eu estava imaginando não fosse verdade.
Mas era.
Porque no armário deles encontrei uma caixinha. Uma pequena caixa contendo a carteira de Raquel Johnson... e a carteira de motorista.
Desci as escadas com as pernas tremendo. Snickers olhou para mim com curiosidade de sua jaula. Apaguei as luzes, tranquei a porta e corri pela calçada. Assim que eu chegar em casa, vou chamar a polícia. Assim que eu
Telefone tocando
Peguei meu telefone para ver uma mensagem.
De Henry Johnson.
Eu pedi para você não entrar no quarto.
Eu me virei. Mas a calçada escura se estendia atrás de mim, totalmente vazia. Como ele... Ah. Uma câmera. Claro. Comecei a correr em direção à casa dos meus pais, na esquina. Quase lá
Telefone tocando
Eu sei o que você viu.
Eu corri mais forte, mais rápido. Meus pés bateram contra a calçada. Quase lá
Telefone tocando
Eu não peguei meu telefone. Não parei até estar trancado em segurança na casa dos meus pais. Então, finalmente, li o texto que ele enviou.
Se contar a mais alguém, você te matar.
***
Não dei atenção a ele. E chamei a polícia. E depois de uma busca minuciosa em sua casa, eles encontrou algo horrível.
O corpo de Raquel, no congelador do porão.
Henry estava tentando fugir da cidade, e fingiu que estava saindo de férias. Então ele me contratou para cuidar da casa. Acho que ele não percebeu que Snickers poderia repetir o que ouviu naquela noite.
E às vezes, eu me pergunto, se Snickers sabia mais do que deixava transparecer. Porque, aparentemente, ela era a mascote da Raquel. Desde antes mesmo de se casarem.
Talvez ela não estivesse repetindo sem pensar.
Talvez ela estivesse tentando obter justiça para Raquel.
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2023.06.06 04:07 lemur_2295 Pool?
2023.06.06 04:06 Nomyad777 [PI] The Monster Kingdom (2/2)
Part 1 "When we Firmas were pushed north into the Pyrimian mountain valley after the death of their chain of command, they settled down and instead of focusing on expansion focused on necessities like food. With co-operation from the first goblins and other creative minds that joined the First Wave of the migration, they managed to grow food over the summer in first-iteration greenhouses. "My parents were part of the first wave. They were old for a couple, but joined the Firma clan in founding a government and keeping the area safe, as well as spreading word. The dragonic gods didn't like their behavior at all; cities burning is more entertainment for them, so they were the first to be Forsaken in this era, publicly, in the main square of the old Dragonic Capital. "However, that backfired, with more and more dragons tired of running around and fighting all the time, they decided to settle down in a place where nobody would bother them; now that they had this place given to them, and the Second Wave started. Basically the entirety of the dragonic clans and several other species amassed in this wave, and the Sapient Unification Government held. "My parents had an egg in one of the more northern caves, right on the coast. Then, the third wave arrived and everything went downhill from there. "The Unification Wars were fought between those who wanted one government to cover this region, and those who wanted governments segregated by species. This would have been fine if the secessionists didn't step in on people's behalves, without their consent; it took fifteen years of war for the war to end. Millions died and some species like the Snow Fox beastpeople almost went extinct. My parent were part of the death wave. "The war evolved so rapidly it was impossible for a commander to last more than two months. It started with sticks and stones and within a month there were arrow volleys. A year saw guns, two tanks, three battleships, four planes. Bombs, bigger bullets, bigger guns, bigger bombs. "In the last few months of the war, the first nuclear devices were used, creating miniature stars on the land with immense destructive potential unleashed. It ended with mutually assured destruction protocols being activated, and when all was said and done the land was a snow-fallen irradiated dustball. "It took years for the survivors to pick up the remnants of our short-lived civilization and restart it into the Terra Firma Sapience Union. All the time, my egg didn't hatch because I had no incubator, but didn't die thanks to my ice type. It was located close enough to a mana vein where I just... absorbed the entire vein. When the cave was found by explorers following maps for my parents den, all they found was my egg glowing brighter than Sunstones. "I was taken to an incubation facility in Cellyia, one of the bigger cities. There I hatched, and after more than one test I grew. My growth was still... affected by the time without an incubator, so my already slow growth stopped after fifty years instead of continuing to infinity. And then I took some magic courses, did my best to drain my mana reserves, and settled down here, well away from... the bustle of Cellyia. It never quite felt like a home, you know. It was a good place to grow up, don't get me wrong, but I like it here better. Remote, and in the same place my parents met for the first time. As much as I can tell, anyway; a number of records were destroyed in the Unification War. "When your heroes continued to come up here, I would be the one on first guard. Damming a river, I used water magic to break it. Trying to destroy some transit infrastructure, I would be the first one to either fake it, finish it off, or lure them away. When your latest one decided to head for Cellyia, it was out of my range for such activities. I shadowed the party on the way and let others take care of it. "I never thought that your 'heroes' would be heartless enough to burn what they were told and even acknowledged as a hospital with patients inside. A library and museum with most of our pre-unification works inside. An orphanage, a school... an entire neighborhood of ten thousand citizens' homes. What for? To try to kill just one of us. "We... couldn't take that kind of behavior. Cellyia might have not been the best place for someone with my personality to grow up, especially without parental figures, but that orphanage still had some good memories. An all-citizens vote was called, an all-citizens vote was passed, and we started a counter-offensive military campaign into your Civilization Nations. We've been waiting for you elves, leaders of the Civilized Nations, to advance your society; it's been seven hundred years, all the most you've done is grow your population and add an extra floor to your townhomes. "So we're going to do it for you. You ran our patience down, so we're going to change your society for you. Is it a repeat of the Unification War? I don't think so, given that you Civilized Nations never rescinded the declaration of war against us 'monsters' over two thousand years ago; one that you still follow through on to this day. "But that isn't the end of my story. "When the gods forsook us, they tried to pry away our magic, our land, and our lives. So we defended. Space radars monitor their movements on the mortal plane. There's so many more technical details I can go into. All I can tell you is, at one point, the old god of Dragonic Princess-kidnapping; yes, they were a god; they came and asked us to restart worshiping them. "That went over as well as you'd expect, and the next thing that happened... was that I absorbed her mana and powers. Technically, I am an undefined god, and... at this point, I'm afraid to get a definition. "What if it's something I don't like? Something evil, immoral... something my parents, the leaders of the Second Wave, wouldn't be proud of? What if... what if it kills me? Everyone hates me? I'd no longer be free... "So my solution was to hide. Here, in a mountain cave in the middle of nowhere. This is my life, all of it... and I don't know where to go from here." ----- "So... you're a god?" I asked. I couldn't think of another question to ask. "Yes and no." The cat replied. It did nothing to satisfy my fearful curiosity. How could one both be and not be a god? "Princess-kidnapping was a... niche god, rarely prayed to by still enough to be, you know, and actual deity. So her mana ran out first, and most of it dissipated back into the environment yada yada yada, but like the sponge my mana reserves are, I sucked more of it up than I should have; enough to had just a slight touch of divine control. On par with a low-level demigod. If I was omnipresent, I'd solve me problems with a snap of my claws, and then I wouldn't be hiding from my problems here." "If your powers came from a god, how are yours undefined?" My mind was seeking knowledge now. I was a mage, after all, and this was more than just the opportunity of a lifetime; it was the opportunity of a aeon. "Because I absorbed her essence from the environment before it had the chance to fully dissipate, but still late enough where it was no longer hers." Vixie shrugged "Or something like that, mana gets weird sometimes. All that matters now is my stockpile is slowly increasing its grow rate, which gets annoying pretty fast." "Annoying?" The cat laughed again. "Do you think this is all of my baseline reserve? Half of the reason I stay away from the rest of society is because the last time someone with multiple aura got involved with politics..." She trailed off, and then let another, this time impeccably cast illusion fall. The air around her was burnt crisp with the power of several mandatory auras in her current small size. Twelve tails flicked behind her back, eleven of them made of energy. Floating specs of light, some smaller while others the size of ice crystals surrounded the air around her. The six orbs on her back were joined by six more, and were attached to a ring. Her head had two halos, and her entire body was engraved with glowing lines. If she before radiated power, now she was made of it. The lights on the cave's ceiling flickered as more and more of the illusion fell away. Geometric shapes orbiting her body, a platform made of mana at her feet, lightning whizzing between all sorts of objects. Finally, it was gone, and the cat that stared at me with big, sad, glowing blue eyes had told me her deepest secret. As soon as it had started, the illusion repaired itself, and before me was one cat, a halo, six orbs, two crystals, and two mana tails. I did the second most instinctive thing when it came to seeing a cat. I pulled her in for a hug. There was a quickly quieted hiss as she squirmed a bit in my grip, trying to get more comfortable, before letting herself get stroked by me. Several images flashed before my eyes, and a tear came out of mine. We had gone to war against the less lucky sapients on our world, and were now paying the price. It felt like hours, but then my stomach growled, reminding me I hadn't eaten in literal days. Vixie shot out of my grip and led the way down into the cave. I followed, and soon enough I was eating some salted crackers with dried meat and cheese while Vixie moved around between other caves. "What are you doing?" I asked her between bites. "Packing," She replied. "Why?" "It's time I got out of here and, to follow the phrase, touched some grass." ----- It took three days for the elf, whose name was Nick, to recover enough to be able to make the journey to Cellyia. In those three days, I realized just how - and why - the Civilized Races looked at us the way they did. For starters, I'd forgotten just how many things ran on electricity, let alone other, more complicated mechanics. Pressurized water, instant hot water, even sinks, showers, and toilets were all completely unknown to the 'civilized races.' Ah, yes. Civilized without toilet paper. Bitter ramblings about the people who set off the chain reaction of events that killed my family aside, those were the second longest three days of my life; the first was my thirteenth birthday so I could get a personal HUD and social media. I was also a mess of thoughts. The elf had shown me, over the course of the three days - aside from the two-minute get-my-life-together moment - that I couldn't hide from my problems forever, or they would team up and try to hunt me. Hence my new, reluctant guest from the overflowing hospital they had oh-so-nicely delivered to my door. I had words for the medical staff. And I was also a mess of thoughts. Did I mention that one already. In all seriousness, Nick adapted to electronics pretty well. All I had to do was explain what it was, what it did, and file it under the name of science. It took an impressive four minutes of rambling about quantum mechanics before Vick realized that he was in way over his head asking how the 'magic rock that can half-think with bottled lightning' worked. He backed out when I yanked a textbook from my knowledge hoard and flipped through the pages to the start to explain how quantum superposition affected the set of particles it was entangled to. Fun. Finding out what toothbrushes were took some convincing, but soon the elf's teeth started to recover from lack of proper dental care. Food was easier than I expected, and Vick was pretty accepting of whatever I tossed on his plate. Except for artichokes, for some reason he hated those. Over the three days we bonded, and Nick got pretty used to life in my home. On the second day I moved him to the guest bedroom I had built but never maintained, but one wave of my paw and a splurge of magic later that was solved. "Why don't you use magic more often?" Nick asked. I explained that was much as I wanted to burn my reserves like they were a forest before a forest fire, the mental strain was tough without learning proper casting, which requires one to drain their reserves to practice wielding physical willpower. That meant that I was caught in an infinite loop of negativity, so I could only get away with a couple spells a day before the mental exhaustion metaphorically turned my brain to mush. On the morning of the fourth day, we left. Honestly, Nick could have left on the first day but I wanted him to be able to have the stamina to walk around for hours on end with me in Cellyia. Either way, as long as he kept by me it would be fine. There was a small population of elves, humans, and dwarves who had come up to the TFSU for one reason or another and never left, which meant that he wouldn't be too far out of place. My plan, instead of just flying into the Cellyia while steering clear of the airport, was to make it to the closest town, Lymian, and take a train from there north to Union Station. It would dump us a bit further downtown than I liked, but Cellyia was built in levels, and I could take the footpath level to wherever I needed. All said and done and one passenger seat clipped to my saddlebag harness on my dragon form, I opened the door to my cave. And was promptly blocked by a wall of snow. "Right," I half-grumbled. I enjoyed tunneling through snow, but spray would make the entrance cave wet and that wouldn't dry for another couple days, and until it did the sound of drips would echo throughout my home like nothing else. Either way, checking one last time that Nick was secure, I prepared my wings and powered forward. The snow and ice parted for me, and then melted and fixed itself back together behind me as I power-swam through the snow the same way I would through water. After ten seconds of this, I burst up from the snow-covered mountain the snowstorm had left behind and started to change my heading for Lymian. It would take thirty minutes of flying to get there, as I was flying lower and slower than usual to take care of my passenger, but we soon enough turned the next mountain and saw the town. The elf gasped as he took in the sights, while I kept my eye out for more activity. It had been fortified as a military base due to the war, but not by much; the town was useless from a defensive standpoint anyway. I spotted the next train arriving from its winding track around the next mountain, which also meant that I was a bit early. The citizens of Lymian were used to my presence, as I usually stopped by to pick up supplies and occasionally a bit of correspondence. So when I landed on top of a several story tall snow pile, nobody cared. I let Nick out, and then transformed into my cat form and slid down the snow pile to start to jogging towards the train station. That's when I remembered that unlike me, elves without snowshoes do not float on snow. Oops. ----- The sights were more than pretty, more than beautiful... If the gods had rejected these people, they might have just as well done it out of jealousy. After I'd been dropped off on top of a snow mound, I immediately flattened myself on my stomach to not fall through. I'd been in more than enough snowstorms and snow mounds to know how it would go if I didn't. The cat climbed the hill below me, reappearing as naturally as the snow fell. "Sorry," Vixie apologized. "Here, let me..." I felt the snow melt around me and we descended down to the ground. Vixie glowed brightly, literally; Even using as little magic as reshaping some snow was threatening to cascade out of her form. We moved to the train station without incident, where the massive 'train cars' were loaded full of passengers and cargo and then taken off towards the big city. Apparently this was the same one the hero burned, but the 'rebuilding and recovery efforts we going well; no critical infrastructure had been severely damaged.' Either way, the ride there was uneventful. Stepping out into Union Station was different. It was like I had entered a busy capital marketplace or square, with everyone rushing in another direction to another place. I trailed after Vixie, where even the oddity of an elf in these mountains was outshone by just how many different races there were; beastkin and kobolds and orcs and undead all filled the streets in, well, peace. "The city is built in layers," Vixie explained. "So while yes, residential and office towers here in the capital were set alight, underground public transit, personal transit, and cargo and fluid transit was all untouched, so we were able to circle around the hero and put out the fires to be replaced with smoke generators, and a couple holograms snatched from a nearby cargo transport." I had no idea what any of that meant, only that the city also had extensive underground bits. The towers soared over everything, and lights covered every spare centimeter of the city. Vixie led me down market stalls, across plazas, through parks and through building lobbies. Eventually, the babble increased, something I didn't think was possible. "Welcome to the commercial district," Vixie said after she had pulled me into a corner away from the masses of people and crowds moving around. "We're right near the harbor, and when we get there I'm going to show you the lighthouse and explain the city a bit better." I almost lost track of Vixie as we continued to move through the throngs of people going about their daily lives. I saw a couple boarded up shops, but most of them were either undamaged or didn't care about the scorch marks on their shops. Jewelry boutiques and grocery stores lived in tandem with furniture stores and a massive slab of too-smooth-to-be-natural stone of a rock type I had never seen before. It was covered in signs depicting some kind of diagram. Right around the corner was the waterfront, with a massive promenade running alongside it. Snow-covered trees lined the walkways, and soon enough Vixie and I came out of the crowd near a large, tall abandoned - though no unmaintained - building. "Right then," Vixie explained and started climbing. "Here's the old lighthouse, it's perfect for seeing the city. They never officially decommissioned it, so it's still legal to climb and properly maintained, but they never use it either." "What was the large thing they were building?" I asked, clambering onto the next ladder. "That? Oh, that was the space elevator." Vixie replied. "The ground part has been completed for three years now, we're just waiting for the rest of the nanotubes to make it into orbit and then run a kevlar cord up, follow it down with the space-grade heavy-duty nanotube cord, and then that's that." "Space?..." I was confused. "When the gods said that they were higher than mortals, you took that both figuratively and literally; they live above you and in a higher dimension. In this case, space is where they live in terms of height, but not number of dimensions. We're working on interdimensional travel, and interuniversal too, but those aren't replicatable on any sort of large scale yet." Vixie shrugged. "Either way, it's not like I care." "But you have it?" I pressed. "Dimensional travel." "Yes." She replied. "Well," I let out a short laughed. "The Civilized Nations are screwed over." "That's putting it lightly," She climbed on top of the last platform and showed me the city against the setting sun, lit up brighter than the night sky and more lively than the earth. It was beautiful. I sat there and watched the city glow with a power not even the gods had, side by side with not a dragon or monster, but a friend.
END. A/N: Rushed this last bit of the arc, but school is ramping up at the end of the year so it was either fast story or incomplete story, and I chose fast story. Happy pride month, everyone, and I hope to see more of you when I have more time. Original Prompt: [WP] For as long as all the races have known, Dragons have been seen as violent, destructive creatures. After an attack on your village, you black out and find yourself in the den of a dragon. It's rather annoyed that that is how they're seen, and wants to prove that isn't the case. u/Lycan_Jedi thank you for the prompt!
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2023.06.06 04:06 Crowbar1115 Found a Bass Player Magazine from 1998 with an article about Peter
2023.06.06 04:05 Giovan_Doza [STORE] Diretide 2022 Collector's CACHE I and II LOWEST PRICE
Selling Diretide 2022 Collector's Cache Sets at a low price
BEST PRICE. Add me to start the 30-day gift cooldown:
https://steamcommunity.com/profiles/76561198085975307/ BUYER GOES FIRST and I would aprecciate if you can leave a positive message after the transaction. You will not find a "scammer" message because I want to build up my rep and continue to sell these.
Every price in Team fortress keys (TF key). But I also take immortals or other sets that are worth the same on steam.
I will take into account the first people that write me on STEAM and say the set they want. If you won't buy them please don't add. I will answer as soon as I can.
COLLECTOR'S CACHE Set Name | Hero | Price | Quantity |
Shadowleaf Insurgent | Hoodwink | 5$ (2 TF key) | 1 LEFT |
Scarlet Subversion | Riki | 2.5$ (1 TF key) | SOLD |
Whippersnapper | Snapfire | 5$ (2 TF key) | 2 LEFT |
Hounds of obsession | Chen | 2.5$ (1 TF key) | 10 LEFT |
Seadog’s Stash | Clockwerk | 5$ (2 TF key) | 4 LEFT |
Starlorn Adjudicator | Dawnbreaker | 5$ (2 TF key) | 1 LEFT |
Spoils of the Shadowveil | Spectre | 2.5$ (1 TF key) | SOLD |
Chines of the Inquisitor | Faceless Void | 2.5$ (1 TF key) | SOLD |
Trophies of the Hallowed Hunt | Ursa | 2.5$ (1 TF key) | SOLD |
Crimson Dawn | Phoenix | 2.5$ (1 TF key) | 4 LEFT |
Forgotten Station | Terrorblade | 2.5$ (1 TF key) | SOLD |
Dirge Amplifier | Undying | 2.5$ (1 TF key) | 10 LEFT |
Champion of the Fire Lotus | Monkey King | 2.5$ (1 TF key) | 8 LEFT |
Deathstitch Shaman | Witch Doctor | 2.5$ (1 TF key) | 9 LEFT |
Angel of Vex (RARE) | Invoker | 10$ (4 TF key) | 3 LEFT |
Blue Horizons (RARE) | MARCI | 10$ (4 TF key) | 2 LEFT |
Dark Behemoth (VERY RARE) | PRIMAL BEAST | 20$ (8 TF key) | 3 LEFT |
COLLECTOR'S CACHE II Set Name | Hero | Price | Quantity |
Bird of Prey | Legion Commander | 2.5$ (1 TF key) | SOLD |
Grand Suppressor | Silencer | 2.5$ (1 TF key) | 6 LEFT |
Darkbrew´s Transgression | Alchemist | 2.5$ (1 TF key) | 10 LEFT |
Transcendent Path | Oracle | 2.5$ (1 TF key) | 7 LEFT |
The Wilding Tiger | Brewmaster | 2.5$ (1 TF key) | SOLD |
Dawn of Darkness Foretold | Doom | 2.5$ (1 TF key) | 4 |
Cursed Cryptbreaker | Pudge | 2.5$ (1 TF key) | SOLD |
Feasts of Forever | Night Stalker | 2.5$ (1 TF key) | SOLD |
Darkfeather Factioneer | Phantom Assassin | 2.5$ (1 TF key) | SOLD |
Withering Pain | Clinkz | 2.5$ (1 TF key) | SOLD |
Freebot Fortunes | Ogre Magi | 2.5$ (1 TF key) | 10 LEFT |
Acrimonioes of Obsession | Vengeful Spirit | 2.5$ (1 TF key) | 11 LEFT |
Sacred Chamber Guardian | Huskar | 2.5$ (1 TF key) | 10 LEFT |
War Rig Eradicators | Techies | 2.5$ (1 TF key) | 11 LEFT |
Grudges of the Gallows Tree (RARE) | Treant Protector | 10$ (4 TF key) | 10 LEFT |
Brands of the Reaper (RARE) | Antimage | 10$ (4 TF key) | 7 LEFT |
Sublime Equilibrium(VERY RARE) | Void Spirit | 25$ (10 TF key) | 1 LEFT |
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2023.06.06 04:04 FullMeltxTractions Today's addition to the seed stash. And soon enough it's destined for the Hash batch. Anyone else running this GMO Kosher?
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