Well today I stayed over at my bf house where he lives with his parents at an isolated location in the countryside. I arrived at his house and placed my car key on the side on the worktop. We have been hanging out all day and I needed to start heading home, which is 30 minutes away as I did have work in the morning. I couldn't find my key anywhere and we spent a good hour looking for it. This did make me panking and start crying as I have had really bad luck recently, getting into a minor car crash, getting scammed 5k of my money which I couldn't get back and then needing to get a new car because the other one broke down. This put me at a really low financial state and this all took place within 2 months so I was kinda over the bad luck. We searched everywhere and i showed them where I put my key. My partner said it might have gotten into the rubbish bin which they burn in the incinerator at the bottom of their garden. This was when I got the feeling it might be in the incinerator, so we went out there and luckily the fire was over so we tipped out the Ash and spent another hour looking through the Ash and whatever was left that didn't burn. We found parts of my key in there so my hunch was right, but there wasn't anything left so I couldn't use my car to get home or to work the next day. The reason why I'm asking if I WIBTA is that it was one of his parents that knocked it into the bin or threw it in there without know. I looked up our local key cutter and got a quote which said for my type of key could cost up to £75-205 which due to the past event I can't afford to buy, pluss it wasn't my fault that It was put in the incinerator. So AITA?

I was given a company vehicle that was absolutely non drivable, one working headlight, no blinkers, awful brakes, and completely bald tires. I refused to drive the truck until it was “safe” to drive.
The company took the vehicle back and made some repairs to the truck, except for the tires, of which I was told I needed to take the company credit card and get used tires for it.
In between my availability to put better tires on the truck, I hydroplaned on the highway and collided with a Tesla head on and then into the concrete barrier. This was due to the roads being under construction, it had just finished raining, and obviously the tires. Since I was merging onto the highway I was only going about 45 MPH, so the accident almost seemed to happen in slow motion.
Fast forward to today, turns out the company only holds a $10,000 property damage policy and the damages caused to the other vehicle exceed that policy by about $10,000 more. Now they want to get my insurance involved.
Should I contact a lawyer?

Their left (in photo on right) paw is really swollen. It maybe feels warm to the touch. I don't think it's infected. I dipped their whole paw in Hydrogen peroxide and I didn't see and punctures bubble. They are 4 days old. I haven't noticed this before today, but I haven't gone picking ther up and inspecting them yet either. Posting Imgur below in comments.
• ⁠Species: Cat • ⁠Age: 6 days • ⁠Sex/Neuter status: Female • ⁠Breed: Common house cat • ⁠Body weight: 8 oz • ⁠Clinical signs: Swollen Left Paw • ⁠Duration: Found today • ⁠General location: Dallas, TX

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Dallas, TX 75208

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MC# 1517549 USDOT# 4022437

Ameria Global LLC

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15636 W Bruns Rd. Manhattan

Manhattan, IL 60442

MC# 1445002 USDOT# 3912921

Shine Logistics Inc.

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2943 W Parkway Blvd Unit 15

W Valley City, UT 84119

Phone: 385-330-0050

MC# 1464871 USDOT# 3941835

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Reston, VA 20191

Phone: 571-500-2950

MC# 1503834 USDOT# 4001198

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620 W 4th Ave APT 6

Emporia, KS 66801

Phone: 620-504-3212

MC# 1500175 USDOT# 3995550

RG Brokering LLC

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3497 Red Skin Dr.

Cincinnati, OH 45251

Phone: 661-454-1992

MC# 1312805 USDOT# 3725199

Alphas Transit Inc.

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7600 N 15th St STE 150

Phoenix, AZ 85020

Phone: 602-613-1803

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DMG CONSULTING & DEVELOPMENT, INC.

DBA GOLDCOAST LOGISTICS GROUP

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2130 POINT BOULEVARD SUITE 100

ELGIN, IL 60123

PHONE (312) 533-4993

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FAST TRANSPORT INC

BUSINESS ADDRESS

3000 LAWRENCE ST

DENVER, CO 80205

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770 MARKET ST UNIT 1063

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LAS VEGAS, NV 89121

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Phone: 959-202-2402

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1194 READING RD

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210 E 3RD ST SUITE 200

LORD MAGUIRE, MI 48067

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847 SUMPTER RD STE 550

BELLEVILLE, MI 48111-4905

PHONE (734) 252-6670

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Willowbrook, IL 60527

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Austin, TX 78758

Phone: 254-246-2285

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Northbrook, IL 60065

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Chicago, IL 60628

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Salt Lake City, UT 84111-1143

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Selling a items that I did not got around to using much. Priced to move by today or tomorrow, willing to negotiate on few items as well. All prices include shipping
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ITEM	NOTES	PRICE	TIMESTAMPS
M1 Mac Mini	Barely used, has with two very minor kinks, see images. Comes with a 3rd party cable, will include a mount as well	$325	1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6
Raspberry Pi 4 Model B 2GB - 7 Pieces	New - Sealed in box. Bought to make a raspberry pi cluster, never got around to using it.	$90 each	1, 2, 3, 4
Symfonisk Speaker Base - Black	New - Sealed in box	$130	1, 2
Symfonisk Speaker Base - White	New - Sealed in box	$130	1, 2
Ikko OH10	Used a few times, very good condition overall, comes with box and accessories	$110	1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7
Audeze iSine20	In used condition, one side is missing the badge, comes with all accessories.	$140	1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Steel Series Arctis Pro Wireless	Used for a few months, in good condition. Comes with the pictures accessories	$170	1, 2, 3
Sony WH1000xm3	In used condition, some wear in earpads, see images for condition.	$120	1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6
Elgato Wave:1	Used only a few times, in very good condition, comes with stand and cable	$75	1, 2, 3

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I needed to move this summer and was expecting to rent an apartment, but then this place popped up. Cute 2b2.5ba townhouse/condo in fantastic condition, perfect for my needs, and just within my budget.
Every step of the process went incredibly smoothly. It was listed at 350, I offered 358 (and was under contract within hours), and it appraised at 361. Almost no issues came up at the inspection. I got a 5.75% rate with 20% down (on a 5/5 ARM, slightly gambling that rates aren't getting any worse from here). Closing took maybe 30 minutes, funding was quick, and now I'M A HOMEOWNER, Y'ALL!
(39M in Collin County TX, north of Dallas.)

Hey everyone,
Recently I've been thinking about getting the CapitalOne duo, VentureX and SavorOne, and downgrading my CSP.
I currently travel about 2-3 times a year mostly for concerts and general travel with friends and family but in the future I may fly a total of 5-6 times a year for work and visiting my girlfriend. Since the SavorOne covers entertainment, streaming, groceries, and dining, I feel like it can replace my CSP because I mainly use it for those categories.
Theoretically then, the VentureX can cover all my travel and become my catch all since it also offers the 2x on everything else. My only concern is the transfer partners as I don't really use any of the CapitalOne transfer partners and the CSP ones fit me much better. Would it really matter if I can just book them through the CapitalOne portal? I don't really have any brand loyalty as I just purchase whatever flight or hotel is the cheapest and most convenient for my schedule.
Current cards from oldest to newest:

• Wells Fargo Active Cash ($2,000) [6/2016 ish? couldn't find statement past 2 years from today]
  • Used mainly for anything that my Apple Card doesn't cover, like online purchases or gym subscriptions
  • Was my high school/college card and it automatically product changed to the Active Cash
• Apple Card ($8,000) [11/2019]
  • Used mainly as my 2% catch all for in person purchases if it doesn't fit other categories
• Citi Custom Cash ($9,000) [9/2021]
  • Currently used for buying the team weekly lunches at work for that free 5% cash back
  • Work lunches are ending soon and I may be getting a car soon, so would most likely become my gas card
• Chase Sapphire Preferred ($17,800) [2/2023]
  • Used mainly for personal dining, some work dining, my Spotify subscription, and travel

FICO Score: 788
Oldest account age: 4 years 9 months (doubt? the product changed to my Active Cash was about 4-5 years ago but it didn't transfer my time since high school and some of college?)
Chase 5/24 status: 1/24
Income: $75,000 (may slightly increase in July)
Current average monthly spend and categories:

• Dining: ~$600-800 for work (fully reimbursed) and ~$40-150 personal
• Groceries: ~$100
• Streaming: $16
• Other: ~$120 (gym and online shopping)
• Travel: ~$130

So, I was down a bit lately and having some issues with anxiety and the harsh society and all, the passive-aggressive environment at the gym and my confidence is a bit down. I'm trying to navigate this down deep into my childhood and traumatizing events in past years, meditating and reflecting... So I went to a first therapist yesterday, and she said that I'm super smart and nothing is wrong with me. She actually listened to my problems and empathized with me. I felt validated and had a little boost of confidence.
I just made 2 appointments by accident so I said why not. 2 therapy sessions are better than 1 right? Especially when you get to try both.
I went to a second therapist today and she started treating me like a mental hospital patient.
She was kinda weird how she didn't listen to critical stories about my life and childhood trauma. And tried to convince me that I'm delusional and asked me if I imagine hearing voices and seeing things. I said no but she insisted that I do. I refused to get prescriptions for any type of drugs and emphasized that my goal was to have one on one conversations and that I don't like pills. Just for the reason that they will just make things worse, and said that I wanna get through this with a neutral solution. But she kept ignoring me and giving me a speech after ignoring key moments in my life. And actually ignored the main reason I came to see her, I was 100% clear about my intentions but she kept ignoring me and forcing her method. Then at the end of the session, she said that I'm delusional and need to take pills to turn down the delusion a bit so she can work with me. I told her that I'm no contact with my family but she didn't respect that and kept asking for a phone number and for someone to come with me next session. Well... I told her that you'll only get my number. And then said okay for the pills but I don't think I'm gonna buy them. She just insisted with a fake smile and fake energy.
How could you not listen, or partially listen, and then put the blame on me? I'm delusional she says, and a little more she could call the police on me lol. She asked if I wanna do harm to someone or society. I responded calmly that I have no intentions of that, then she started asking weird questions like do you wanna suicide or think of suicide? I said no, life is good right now (I felt like she didn't like the answer). Then she asked 'do you always talk calmly like that'? I said yeah. Then she kept asking me if I wanna hit people or did I think of hurting people, and I said no why would I get myself in trouble?
The name of the pill is risperidone. I googled it and it says "used to treat the symptoms of schizophrenia". lol
I just wanted to let this off my chest. If I'm missing any important information please let me know. Thanks for listening!

Hi y’all,
I’m planning on moving back to Boston this summer to be closer to family. I’ve been approved to buy a second piece of property in Boston without the need to sell or rent my primary house in ATX. The house in Boston would become my new primary residence.
My house in ATX (2400sqft) I bought for about 300k at 2.75% interest in 2019. It is almost double that today (580) in the latest appraisal I had performed. Taxes, mortgage, insurance, all total to about 2k a month.
I had a rent evaluation done and estimated I could pull about 3k/month in rent, cash flowing about 1k after it all, give or take depending on time of year.
To be honest though, I don’t know what I’m doing past that. Selling to me sounds easier as it relieves the burden of having to become a landlord for the first time. At the same time I don’t know if I’ll ever get another home at 2.75% interest or a great opportunity to build generational wealth. Then there is always the question if I want to Airbnb?
What resources should I look into if I want to heavily consider renting my house while in a different state? Should I form it under a LLC? Are mortgage lenders (big national bank) not a fan of this transition (primary residence into a rental)? Any benefits to doing this as an Airbnb versus long term rental? Am I able to continue to pull equity if I desire while renting?
Totally open to any feedback anyone might have and can provide more info

[Game Thread] (9) Phoenix Mercury (1-3) vs (6) Dallas Wings (3-3) ~ June 7th, 2023 8:00PM ET ~ WNBA League Pass & Local Broadcasts

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Phoenix Mercury vs Dallas Wings

Game Information

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Road Team

Phoenix Mercury

Team Homepage	Team Roster & Coaching Staff
Social Media	Local Television & Broadcast
Twitter	KTVK, KPHO, KPHE
Instagram	Kiswe (Streaming Service)
Youtube	AZ Family Sports Network 44

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Dallas Wings

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Twitter	Bally Sports South West
Instagram
Youtube

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I recently had to move dates for flights already booked on Southwest. Each ticket was an additional $25. I have Southwest as my choice since I’m going to be flying them a few times the remainder of the year and was planning on using for bumping up to A 1-15 and drinks. To my surprise, today I was credited the $75. I’m a new cardholder so I apologize if this was common knowledge.

Let's say that tomorrow you woke up, and suddenly the gender ratio was altered to be about 75:100 men to women worldwide.
How would you feel personally about this? Do you think this would negatively impact women? How do you think other women would feel knowing that given this gender ratio; a sizeable demographic of women would either never have a partner, or have to enter a polyamorous relationship?
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I'm asking, because one of my most controversial theories is that there's too many men in the world, and having more men than women around is very unnatural. And that taking ethical steps to reduce the overall male population to a more reasonable amount (like gender-selective IVF, sperm-sorting, ect.), would greatly benefit society.
It would most notably lead to a dramatic decrease in rape, sexual assault, and human trafficking against women. Its been demonstrated cross culturally and historically that when you have a massive gender imbalance favoring men, sex crimes go WAY up, as well as violent crime in general. You don't even need to look at the past to see this. Just look at India and China and thier absolutely insane gender imbalance today. The amount of rape and human trafficking that happens in those countries is absurd. India is particularly bad because their ability to police, especially in rural areas, is sometimes effectively non-existent.
The guys I've pitched this idea to in Redpill/Blackpill circles seem to almost unanimously support this idea. But I've yet to really hear how women themselves would feel about this.
So for right now let's not worry about the ethics of acheiving this. Just focus on answering how you'd feel if this 75:100 gender ratio suddenly became reality, and how you think other women would feel/be impacted by this.

Day 1:
Few of the tributes got much sleep that night. The parties all throughout the Capitol did not end until dawn, and the noise could be heard in the accommodation building. Vannery and Carton ate breakfast slowly, like zombies. They were subsequently taken to the holding rooms. Organza wished Carton good luck before accompanying Vannery in her cell. She kept trying to reassure her as she put on her beige shorts and t-shirt. The young girl attached her hair with a purple ribbon that had been provided and climbed into the glass tube. Organza hugged her one last time, feeling her tears soaking her shoulder.
It was Platonia Travers who accompanied Carton. She muttered to herself about the outfit choice for this year. She tried to be cold to the boy, but she accepted to help him tie the purple ribbon to his wrist. He gave her a sad smile : “I probably won’t come back, but it’s nice to know that everyone in the Capitol isn’t heartless.” Platonia stood, mute, as the boy’s platform started to rise. She couldn’t keep the tears in this time.
A few cells over, the atmosphere was as morose. Alexandra had finally deigned to discuss their strategy with Delta. She accepted his plan of staying on the sidelines while he ran to the cornucopia. Still, he looked at her suspiciously and hounded her about working together for the whole breakfast. Halifax gave Delta one last pill to combat the morphling withdrawal, assuring him that the only symptoms he would experience were a mild headache and maybe some stiffness. He subsequently accompanied him to his holding room while Sean Callahan went with Alexandra.
Halifax took advantage of being alone with his mentee : “You shouldn’t trust her. I know these kinds of girls. They look harmless, but they’ll stab you in the back as soon as you let down your guard.”
“But-but…”
“You like her, huh ? Too bad, she doesn’t. So, man up and move on !”
Delta did not know what else to say. He climbed into the glass tube in silence, his brows forming a single black line over his dark eyes.
In the next holding room, another conversation was happening. “You don’t plan on allying with Delta, do you ?” asked Sean Callahan. Alexandra looked away coyly. “ I have other plans… With Angelo, we have an agreement.”
The mentor sighed, but he did not criticize the girl. He just told her to be prudent. You couldn’t trust careers. Alexandra nodded then flinched as the glass tube started descending from the ceiling.
The first thing she noticed as she rose into the arena was the noise. She hadn’t even emerged that she could hear a cacophony of bird songs. It was almost deafening, and she covered her ears before protecting her eyes from the sunlight.
The racket made Delta’s headache intensify. He first looked to his sides ; Hattie (3) cowered on the left while Angelo (2), on the right, was focusing on the cornucopia. This year, it had been made out of a thin weave of golden metal, almost like a very shiny basket. After this zoom on the cornucopia, the cameras started moving around to show off the arena. The tributes stood in the clearing of a dense rainforest. The terrain was relatively flat, with a few creeks and an explosion of colorful flowers. The main attraction of it was the birds, however, as thousands of them fluttered about, sang, and screamed.
As Carton looked around for his allies, Head Gamemaker Vishwa welcomed the tributes and wished the odds to be ever in their favor before starting the 30 seconds countdown. With Borea (5) and the girl from 10 to his sides, he didn’t feel safe. He finally found what he was looking for, but he didn’t like that his allies were so spread out. He made eye contact with Rivage and Vannery but was unable to see Sardine, who stood on the opposite side of the cornucopia.
Vannery caught sight of her district partner, as well as Sardine. She gave them a small wave, but made the mistake of looking to her left, where Perfecto (1) was sneering at her. Georges (N), on the other side, was just as intimidating. Instead, she looked straight ahead. As the countdown reached ten, she spotted a coil of rope on the outside of the cornucopia.
Delta had been pondering, unsure if it was worth entering the bloodbath. Alexandra, who happened to be just two podiums over, winked at him. She then pointed to the cornucopia. He understood. At that moment, the countdown reached zero. He sprinted to the center of the clearing, expecting her to follow, but she stayed on her podium.
On later replays, it was shown that Alexandra was winking at Angelo and not her district partner. As the boy from 2 sprinted forth to the cornucopia, the girl waited for a few seconds. She moved only when most of the other tributes were too occupied and grabbed a knife as well as a small bag of food. Angelo acted like he helped the other career tributes in order to pick up weapons and supplies, but as soon as they were occupied, he joined Alexandra. The pair was actually one of the first to leave the clearing, not counting Circuit (3) and the pair from 10 who had run away immediately.
When Vannery realized that she was running side to side with Perfecto (1), she immediately changed course and ran to Carton. She had to give up on the rope but managed to pick a water bottle off of the corpse of the boy from 9, who had just been stabbed by Glare (9).
If the career pack didn’t notice the disappearance of one of theirs, it wasn’t the case for Delta. When he saw his district partner escape with Angelo, he became enraged. He tried to exit the cornucopia. Fraxen then attacked him to try and steal his backpack. Delta threw him to the ground and punched him so hard it broke his neck. Now he had lost trace of Alexandra. As the fighting started to die down, he ran in a random direction.
Carton had dodged one of Glare’s knives and grabbed a bag of food and an unwieldy lance before Vannery and Rivage joined him. The trio heard Sardine scream from the other side of the cornucopia. Carton wanted to go and help her, but a second gargled wail convinced him that they couldn’t do anything else, especially since Proserpina (2) had now retrieved her axe from Sardine’s chest. As they left, they could hear the crunching of Ora’s neck (12) at the hands of Georges (N).
Meanwhile, Alexandra and Angelo were already far away, giggling at each other. It was only after Perfecto had stabbed Hattie (3) to death that the career pack noticed Angelo’s absence, but they didn’t seem bothered by it.
Delta was halfway to the perimeter when the five bloodbath cannons sounded. He was still seething, and the running helped him calm down. Eventually, he collapsed on the side of and old mossy tree, out of breath. Once he was a little better, he explored his surroundings. The big tree had a hole in his roots where Delta could fit, although it was a squeeze. He decided to stay there for now and used moss to hide himself. He also put some in his ears, which helped with his headache.
Carton, Rivage and Vannery had been running in the opposite direction. They wanted to put the most distance between themselves and the other tributes. They stopped long after the bloodbath cannons had sounded. They set up camp a few hundred feet away from the Northern part of the perimeter, next to a creek. Carton helped Rivage to take inventory. He had the lance, Rivage had gotten a trident, and between the three of them they had enough food to last two days at most. The bottle Vannery had taken was only half full, but the water of the creek was clear and drinkable.
The trio decided to stay put. Vannery and Carton would work on a shelter while Rivage fished for their dinner, as they had agreed to during training. In the early afternoon, they heard hurried footsteps coming their way. The boys readied their weapon, protecting Vannery between the two of us. Circuit (3) came running into their little encampment, which took him by surprise. He skidded to a halt and turned around as quickly as he’d arrived, leaving the trio dumbfounded.
Angelo and Alexandra had quite enough supplies to last a while. He held a sword in his hand and an “emergency axe” strapped to his back, while Alexandra held two knives. At first, they wanted to get away from the careers, but Alexandra eventually convinced Angelo to follow them from afar. They weren’t really hard to track, their bickering could be heard over the constant chatter of the birds. The noise also covered them. Proserpina, Glare and Perfecto were circling around the central clearing, slowly moving away from it. In the late afternoon, they discovered Forger (12) who was lying unconscious. He had received a deep wound during the bloodbath and was now at the mercy of the other tributes. Proserpina killed him.
The subsequent cannon surprised Vannery. She had climbed on top of a tree to get a view of the arena, and the sudden sound almost made her loose her grip. She didn’t fall, but while reaching her hand for a hold, she grabbed something warm and spherical. It crumbled and a viscous liquid dripped onto her finger. She looked up. She had inadvertently grabbed an egg from a nest. She was silent a moment, and a bright purple starling looked at her. “Oh no !” she whispered to herself. The bird screamed louder than she thought possible. Then it attacked.
All the birds in a radius of 50 feet coalesced into a multicolored tornado. Vannery fell to the ground, fortunately not hurting herself on the way down, and a feathery mass started clawing and pecking at her. They also attacked Carton and Rivage, who had been chilling at a distance. They batted the volatiles away, trying not to get scratched. Vannery managed to get up and run to the makeshift tent they had built. She picked up Carton’s lance and swung it, hitting some of the birds. She swung a second time and hit the metallic water bottle with a resounding CLANG! It seemed to stun the birds, but Vannery was too busy keeping them out of her face. Carton, however, noticed their reaction to the noise. He shouted loudly and flailed his arms : “Make noise ! They don’t like noise !”. Just his screaming was enough though. Eventually, the three tributes managed to drive the mutts out by hitting their weapons against rocks and the water bottle and screaming as loud as they could.
Delta also had an encounter with some angry birds. Those were red, with a long curvy beak and fearsome talons, but he managed to kill them all with a big branch he used as a bat. He then ate them, cooked over a small fire. Argus berated him for building a fire that could alert the other tributes to his location. However, the “Aviary Jungle” as it had been baptized by Urania Whimsiwick herself, was way too dense for anyone to see the smoke.
As the sun started to set, Delta squeezed himself back into his root hole, being careful to camouflage himself with moss. He held his branch in front of him just in case. An hour later, two cannons sounded in quick succession. They belonged to the pair from 10, who had had the great idea of making an omelet. The flock did not appreciate that…
When the sun started to set, Angelo suggested he and Alexandra find a place to sleep, preferably away from the career pack. She agreed, so they stopped following. They looked for a safe spot in the light of the dusk, eventually settling on the middle of a tight thicket. It was complicated to get inside, but the small space was comfortable, and the pair even had a view of the darkening sky. They ate some food then laid down, hand in hand. “Your district partner doesn’t seem to mind that you ditched her” joked Alexandra.
“I don’t think she cares. Maybe they believe I’m dead. But they’re not looking for us at least.”
“I think Delta is, though. You should have seen his face when he saw us. I almost feel bad about leading him on.”
“Don’t worry, we’ll get rid of him if he isn’t dead yet.”
“I’m sure he’s feeling the same thing”, responded Alexandra before going to sleep. Angelo kept the first watch.
In another section of the arena, Carton took the first watch. He had spent the remaining hours of daylight cleaning his wounds, along with Rivage and Vannery. The two of them slept, hoping to feel better the next day.
A little before midnight, Rivage awoke. He came to sit next to Carton, and the boys talked about their families, their school. Suddenly, a cannon sounded. It belonged to Ulma (7), who had stumbled upon Quinoa’s (9) camp by accident. The younger girl had not hesitated to stab a pointy branch in Ulma’s throat. This cannon prompted Carton to go to sleep, Rivage taking second watch.
At midnight, the hymn of Panem resounded in the arena and the portraits of the 9 fallen appeared in the sky : Hattie (3), Sardine (4), Fraxen and Ulma (7), the boy (9), both (10), Ora and Forger (12). This left 17 tributes after an eventful and interesting day.
Day 2:
Delta didn’t sleep much that night. The uncomfortable position coupled with a strong headache meant that he was up before the sunrise. As the first hints of blue appeared to the east, Delta got up. He needed to occupy his mind. The moss had stuck to his clothes, and he decided to take advantage of it. He caked his face and hands in mud and used it to stick more moss to his clothes. Urania commented that he looked like a green Orang-utang, which prompted laughter in the Capitol. Once he was fully camouflaged, he started roaming the arena. Stealthily at first, but as the sun rose and the birds started their cacophony as well, he allowed himself to move a little faster.
Alexandra and her district partner had spent a restful night. As she awoke, she was surprised to be cuddling with Angelo. Her rousing awakened him, and he turned around to look at her, puzzled. “I guess you’re the little spoon”, she joked. They ate cereal bars in awkward silence. Soon, the voices of the career pack walking in their direction prompted the pair to hide. Proserpina and Perfecto were loudly arguing about someone stealing their water bottles. Unbeknownst to them, it had been Glare who had hidden them in her own bag.
As they moved away from her, Alexandra suggested they follow the trio like the day before. Angelo thought it was a safe strategy as long as they kept their distances. They made their way out of the thorny thicket and followed. A few minutes later, a scream warned them that something was going on. It was Glare (1). She’d walked into a trap laid by Georges the day before and was now hanging upside down from a rope. Perfecto started to help her, but the stolen bottles fell from her bag, along with a few hidden knives and more food. Instead of killing her, as Perfecto wanted to do, Proserpina convinced him to leave her there. She screamed and screamed. Proserpina and Perfecto left her there wiggling. Before Alexandra and Angelo could arrive, the thin rope holding up Glare by the ankle snapped. She fell headfirst on the ground and her cannon sounded. Alexandra winced, but Angelo told her that it was better this way, since you could survive for many hours hanging this way. Then another cannon sounded.
Delta had been unsuccessful for a few hours. He had avoided a couple of poorly made traps and fought off a flock of tiny yellow canaries but had been unable to find another tribute. Eventually, he decided to change tactics. He found a path that clearly looked like it was in use and hid in proximity. His ambush eventually worked. Lavandine (11) walked past him, clutching a meagre stick in her pale hands. She didn’t even notice him getting up and following her, his branch raised. Many viewers thought it looked cartoonish, the tiny girl, followed by a big man with a club, not noticing anything. Glare’s cannon gave him the signal he expected, and he swung at her head. Lavandine flew and crashed into a patch of ferns. Her head was bloody, but she was still alive. Delta walked up to her in order to finish what he had started. The cameras cut to another group of tributes.
For the whole morning, Vannery, Rivage and Carton had been staying put. They foraged, fished, and built rudimentary spears just in case. Vannery climbed trees, very carefully in order not to disturb any more birds, so she could spot any tributes. Eventually she did, a little after midday. The pair from district 5 was heading their way. They were armed.
Vannery transmitted the information to the boys, who debated leaving or fighting. “Let’s fight !” said Vannery. There were 3 of them against 2, and they had weapons. Carton had his lance, Rivage his trident, and her… a spear and a rock would do the trick. So, they waited for what felt like a century. As soon as Borea and Zapp entered their field of vision, they attacked. The pair was surprised, but not enough to let themselves be killed that easily. Borea shouted at Zapp to run while she fended of Rivage’s trident with her sword. She had wrapped metal coil all around her arms, as she had seen on one of the older games. They clashed for an instant, enough time for her to disarm him, and then she ran too. On the way, she threw an egg she’d hidden in her pocket to the group. A flock of angry sparrows was the distraction the pair from 5 needed to escape.
Proserpina and Perfecto seemed to have made up a little and were now actively hunting. Still, they weren’t aware of the couple _ the “double A couple” as they were now called in the Capitol _ following them from afar. They dared not speak, but the looks they shared meant a lot more. They say love makes you blind, and maybe that’s why Alexandra didn’t see the orange and turquoise pheasant she walked on. It screamed and ran away, catching the attention of Proserpina. She turned around and shouted, “I knew it !” before charging at Angelo and her ally. Her first axe hit a tree a few inches above Alexandra’s head. She was hesitant to fight a career, but Angelo had already jumped into the fray and was now battling his district partner. So, she ran at Perfecto, who was lagging behind. He quickly turned around and sprinted when Proserpina’s cannon sounded. Angelo had managed to stab her in the gut. The look of betrayal was still printed on her face as the hovercraft claw took her away.
The pair was unsure if they needed to pursue the boy from 1, as Angelo assured that he was an “ego-inflated wimp” . Instead, they rifled through the bag Proserpina had dropped and decided to rest a little. They could have stayed there longer if it hadn’t been for the fire…
After getting rid of the birds, the trio decided to keep following Zapp and Borea (5) in order to get their supplies. Vannery managed to track them thanks to their footprints and the trail of broken branches. They found them quite quickly. Indeed, the gamemakers had decided to trigger a forest fire in order to move the tributes around a little. This explained why they had seen so many birds flying away. The pair from 5, however, had found themselves cornered on three sides by the flames, and the last side was where Carton and his allies arrived from.
Rivage thrusted his trident straight into Borea’s back, sounding her cannon. Carton’s lance, however, flew past Zapp and into the fiery inferno. The boy from 4 barely had the time to pick up his trident before a tree fell, smashing into the boy from 5 and sounding his cannon. As other trees started to creak and groan, Vannery led the boys back to the creek, where she believed the water would keep them safe.
Delta ran as soon as he smelled smoke. He ended up in a small clearing in the Southern part of the arena. As the grass quickly burned, he jumped into the flames. Many viewers gasped, thinking he had just killed himself, but he just ran a few seconds then stopped. Argus explained that the fire had been controlled in a way that it burned quickly and extinguished itself just as fast. From his spot of scorched earth, Delta was safe for now. From the sky descended a small silver parachute bearing the number 6. It contained a water bottle and some aspirin. Delta was the only one to use this strategy successfully. A few minutes after him, Circuit (3), who was shorter and weaker, tried. He fell face first into the fire and did not get up, his cannon sounding a few moments later.
Angelo and Alexandra were some of the closest to the central clearing, so it was after the three cannons that the fire reached them. They ran. Angelo was practically flying but the fire was catching up to Alexandra. Another tree cracked. It crashed onto the girl, pinning her legs to the ground. Thankfully, it was a much younger tree, and it did not cause her much more damage. For an instant, Alexandra thought the boy from 2 would just keep running. That he would be glad to get rid of yet another opponent. But he turned around. He used his axe as a lever, bending it in the process, to get the girl free. Then he picked her up onto his back and ran again. Angelo was not a very muscular tribute, but he proved to be quite a strong one.
Neither Carton, nor his allies had suffered any injury thanks to Vannery’s quick thinking. The creek was wide enough to protect them from the flames, and they avoided any falling branch. Quinoa (9) had had the same idea. She internally debated reaching the small group, but eventually decided not to. In the late afternoon, it started to rain, revealing that many of the trees and plants of the forest were actually fireproof. It was much sparser now, but the rain cleaned off the soot and, soon enough, the forest was green again.
Rivage, Vannery and Carton huddled together. They stayed that way for the whole evening, until Carton took the first watch while the other two went to sleep.
Delta was almost unharmed too, apart from a few minor burns on his ankles. The aspirin had taken effect, and for once in a long time, he felt totally clear headed. He hoped his district partner had died today.
The fire had changed the landscape quite a lot. What used to be a lush jungle was now less green. The ground was visible in most places, and the humidity levels had gone down. The sky was more visible. It also meant that the traps set by Georges and Odette (N) on the first day were either destroyed or very conspicuous. The boy from 6 avoided them all.
Delta found a pond where he cleaned himself from the soot and the half-charred moss. The fresh water also soothed his burns. He ended up settling close by, between two fallen trees.
Angelo and Alexandra, however, had suffered many burns. Fortunately, as they were setting camp and trying to remove their singed clothes, a silver parachute descended over them. It contained two containers of oil, as well as a blanket and a note from Angelo’s mentors, which he did not show to Alexandra. It would later be revealed that it scolded him for keeping his plan of betraying the career pack secret. The oil was perfumed and designed to almost instantly heal burns. It worked a charm. As the massaging continued, the two tributes started to get more and more steamy. They were intimate that night.
While they were busy, the portraits of the fallen appeared in the sky. The second day of the games had seen the loss of Glare (1), Proserpina (2), Circuit (3), Borea and Zapp (5), and Lavandine (11). This left only 11 tributes for the third day, with better odds now that a few strong tributes were gone.
Day 3:
On the morning of the third day, an announcement was made by Head Gamemaker Vishwa. She informed the tributes that a feast would be held at noon, three hours from now. The 11 surviving boys and girls would find supplies they desperately needed there. She then wished everyone a glorious day and the dampened sound of the birdsongs came back in full force.
The announcement awoke Delta, but he decided not to go to the Feast. He still had food and a source of water nearby, as well as his heavy branch. A real weapon would have been nice, but he didn’t feel safe going to the central clearing. Instead, he decided to just sleep more. He only woke up again when the first cannon sounded.
As for the couple, they were lost in bliss. Their show from the previous night had to be censored, although it was available for those who had enough “connections”. Let’s just say that it was quite memorable, and cemented Angelo and Alexandra’s place as favorites. They got ready after a long cuddling session, grabbing their bags and their weapons and heading to the cornucopia. They arrived with minutes to spare. Actually, they were the last tributes to arrive.
Vannery had been the first on site, scouting for other tributes. Once she had been sure the coast was clear, she had signaled to Rivage and Carton that they could come. They hid in the bushes nearby; this area having been spared from the fires. Little by little, other tributes started to arrive. Kumquat (11) hid behind a tree, Perfecto (1) stood in the open, Odette and Georges (N) huddled together.
As Quinoa (9) and the “Double A couple” finally arrived, the cornucopia started receding into the ground. It reappeared at once, and a bell rang.
Vannery stayed behind. She watched all the tributes run to the center where laid 8 numbered bags, including Carton and Rivage. The fighting raged in the cornucopia. Her allies attacked Alexandra and Angelo, as Kumquat escaped with his bag. Quinoa (9) almost got out, but Perfecto (1) caught her by the ponytail and stabbed her in the throat, sounding her cannon. He then picked up her bag in addition to his.
Alexandra and Angelo fought side to side, covering each other. She scared Odette (N) away, while he pushed back against Rivage. The boy from 4 tried to hit Alexandra again, but her ally caught the trident and almost tore it out of Rivage’s hands. Instead of trying again, he attacked Georges. The trident hit him in the back and sounded his cannon a few seconds later. Angelo took advantage of this distraction to slash at Carton with his sword, causing the boy from 8 to bleed out.
Vannery screamed and ran out of her hiding place, almost colliding with Odette (N) on the way. Rivage grabbed the district 4 and district 8 bags in one hand, and Vannery’s arm in the other, and they ran away together. The young girl cried and struggled to keep up the pace. She wanted to go back, but Carton’s cannon sounded, ruining her hopes.
Angelo and Alexandra were the last tributes to get their bags. One of Perfecto’s knives punctured Alexandra’s. The pair turned back, giving Kumquat (11) enough time to flee. They chased Perfecto into the woods. He was quick, however, and they had a hard time gaining on him.
The following hours were very quiet, boring, even, so Urania and Argus invited a few guests to discuss the bloodbath and the tributes’ different strategies. It was only in the late afternoon that Delta deigned getting up. He was well rested. He ate what remained of his food and started camouflaging himself once again in order to hunt. The tributes were now very spread out, however, and it appeared that Delta was in an area devoid of them. He walked until it got too dark to continue, before letting out a scream of rage. His sudden outburst scared some resting birds. They flew away and hit Kumquat (11) square in the face as he was in the process of climbing up one of the taller trees. The surprise caused him to lose his grip and he fell to his death a few feet away from Delta, his Feast bag laying next to him. Suddenly, Delta laughed and thanked the birds. He emptied the contents of the bag, glad to find some fresh food and water. He settled right there for the night.
Angelo and Alexandra eventually gave up on hunting Perfecto. Every time they thought they heard him; it turned out to be another bird. He was nowhere to be found. The pair settled down near a creek, right where Carton and his allies had camped earlier, in order to clean themselves. It was another spectacle to behold. The couple played in the fresh water, wearing only their underwear, and at one point, Alexandra winked at one of the cameras. This resulted in the appearance of a sponsor gift a few seconds later. She caught it and opened it discreetly once she was dressed again. She checked that Angelo was busy with the campfire before peeking inside. There was a water bottle and a tiny, sheathed stiletto knife, about two inches long. There was also a note that said : “You will only get one chance” – S. She acted nonchalant, thanked her sponsor for the water, and hid the knife in her sock. She took the first watch, jumping when a cannon sounded.
Since they had come back from the Feast, Vannery felt that Rivage was acting strange. He kept pacing and muttering to himself and seemed unhappy even though they had received enough supplies to last five more days in the arena at least. They found another place to sleep, Vannery built a new shelter. As she was about to go to sleep, Rivage approached her, trident in hand. He didn’t speak, so she asked him what he wanted. “I’m sorr-“ he started. Vannery interrupted him : “Behind you !”.
He spun around and threw his trident. It caught Perfecto in the head, sounding his cannon before he had hit the ground. He had been sneaking up behind Rivage with a knife in both hands, but Vannery had a keen eye. Rivage seemed to deflate. He cleaned up his weapon and went to sleep. Vannery tried to ask him what he wanted to tell her, but he didn’t answer. Instead, she took the first watch.
At midnight, five portraits appeared in the sky : Perfecto (1), Carton (8), Quinoa (9), Kumquat (11) and Georges (N). The six remaining tributes were spread out around the arena : Rivage and Vannery to the East, Angelo and Alexandra to the North, Odette (N) in the South and Delta to the West.
Day 4:
The sound of a cannon startled Delta out of his slumber. He was feeling well rested and decided to head to the cornucopia with just his branch and a knife he had taken from Kumquat. With only 5 remaining tributes, he knew that the showdown was about to take place and was about as excited as the viewers in the Capitol for it to happen. On the way, he stumbled upon a suspicious mound of leaves. He almost let it be, until he saw two feet poking out of it. As he bent down to look at it, a sharp pain entered his shoulder blade. By pure reflex, he swung his club backwards, hitting a barefoot Odette (N) in the forehead. She stumbled backwards, clutching her knife, and tripped on a rock. Delta jumped onto her, planting his knee in her stomach, and stabbed her with her own knife. He added it to his “collection”.
The atmosphere between Alexandra and Angelo had been quite tense since they’d woken up. They hadn’t slept so well. When the first cannon sounded, they set out to get to the cornucopia, and by the time the second cannon echoed throughout the arena, they were in position. “We’ll fight together, right ?” asked Alexandra. Angelo nodded solemnly : “Until there’s no one else. I’m so glad I got to meet you.”
“Me too… Too bad one of us will have to die.”
As she said those words, a twig cracked in a nearby bush.
The first cannon had shocked the viewers quite a bit. As Rivage finished his watch, he looked at Vannery, asleep next to him. He murmured “I’m sorry”, so low that it had to be subtitled. Then he plunged his trident in her throat. Before leaving, Rivage let out the longest sigh of relief.
Alexandra climbed onto the cornucopia, hiding herself, a length of rope held tight between her hands. She waited as Rivage entered the clearing. He was focused on Angelo. Delta appeared a few seconds later, on the other side of the cornucopia. He walked under it, oblivious to the girl awaiting him. As Angelo charged Rivage with his sword, Alexandra lowered the rope. Delta let out a choked growl as she pulled. He was much stronger, however. With one labored step, he yanked her off the roof. The rope was still around his neck, but his hands were now around Alexandra’s. Nevertheless, she held on to the rope, using it to hold him at bay. Just before she fell unconscious, she kicked him in the groin. She let out a few coughs, before grabbing the two ends of the rope again and pulling Delta against one of the steel columns of the cornucopia. Delta tried to stab her, but she was behind him, and he was quickly loosing consciousness. With one last brutal pull, the rope crushed his windpipe.
Alexandra watched Angelo dispose of Rivage with one final feint of his sword, and his cannon sounded at the same time as Delta’s.
Silence fell on the clearing. Even the birds had shut up. The couple was breathing heavily. They hugged tight. Something glinted in Alexandra’s hand. She almost reached Angelo’s neck when he gripped her wrist. He smiled, but his eyes were full of sorrow. “I had to try at least !” she half-laughed, half-whimpered. He sat her down and hugged her once again. She told him that he deserved to win. That he was a good man. He took his swords and gently stabbed Alexandra in the heart. She barely cried as he looked into her eyes. A cannon sounded. The last one. Jahani Vishwa announced Angelo Clearfell, of district 2, as the victor of the 119th Hunger Games. He had to be forcefully removed form Alexandra’s corpse in order to be retrieved.
Aftermath:
The games took an immense toll on Angelo, who was unable to speak for more than a month. Even when he had gotten the use of his words back, he fell into a lengthy depression. His interview with Urania Whimsiwick and Argus Brown had to be cut short as soon as they mentioned Alexandra.
After that, he remained alone in his home of the Victor’s village. He received no guests and did not act as a mentor the following years. The other victors of his district described him as “disillusioned” and “a killjoy”. The situation stayed the same until his disappearance two years later.

Hi all. I actually stumbled across this sub by accident today, but I’m very glad I did.
I know it’s ultimately his responsibility for how he chooses to live, but it colors my memories of Bam differently seeing how he is now.
I grew up on Jackass and Viva la Bam and Unholy Union. I got a kick out of his antics and stunts and the non-stop manic fun they seemed to be having. All the while, I guess it was in the back of my mind that he was always fucked up — that they all had to be in order to maintain that constant insane party that was their day to day lives. I know most of the guys who came up with him turned out ok in their middle age — Steve-O became one of the biggest success stories I’ve ever heard — but I feel guilty when I see Bam now.
It all looked so fun when he was 25 and we were 14. He was our hero, living an MTV life that enraptured kids from nowhere hick towns like mine. But now we’ve grown up, but he never did. He’s 43 and still drinking himself stupid and staying high all the time and letting his life fall apart around him. And even after Ryan and Don Vito both let their fucking addictions kill them, Bam just doubled down. Now he’s a middle aged wreck still stuck in 2005, still having to be looked after by April and Phil, who are definitely too old for this shit. And Jess loves Bam to the moon and back, because I’m not sure even my own brothers would tolerate that kind of behavior out of me, much less for decades.
But even with all this, part of me can’t help but feel like our generation encouraged it. That even if they wanted to slow down and start taking care of themselves, they couldn’t because the Jackass era had become a pop culture sensation and we just wanted more, more, more. I don’t know show-business, but it seems almost certain that Bam and company were surrounded by people who did not have their best interest at heart — who actively encouraged his self-destruction in the name of entertainment value to bored kids like me. I believe Bam has said in the past that he doesn’t understand why everyone is on his back now, when all he’s doing is the same shit that he was paid to do for 30 years. Most of what Bam says these days is woe-is-me bullshit, but hearing that gave me pause. There’s a point there.

Don’t you toke and ride in the snow too?
“Dear Unofficial Networks Editor,
I write to you today, despite not being a fan of your so-called “publication”, but because I understand that it has an immense reach with drug users who partaken in skiing and more likely snowboarding.
I write with a pressing concern that demands our immediate attention: the unrestricted use of marijuana at ski resorts. As a renowned health advocate, I feel compelled to shed light on the potential hazards associated with the unregulated consumption of this substance in recreational settings. The following explains why it is imperative to ban marijuana within the confines of these cherished winter wonderlands.
The intoxicating effects of marijuana can pose a substantial risk to a person’s coordination, balance, and mental acuity, all of which are paramount on the slopes. By impairing reaction times, motor skills, and judgment, marijuana can sow the seeds of accidents and jeopardize the safety not only of users but also of those around them. The consequences could be dire, resulting in severe injuries that leave lasting scars on the slopes and in our hearts.
Furthermore, ski resorts are a sanctuary for families seeking wholesome outdoor activities. They are vibrant hubs of togetherness, where people of all ages can revel in the joys of winter sports. However, the uncontrolled use of marijuana within these family-oriented destinations exposes our children to an environment that normalizes drug consumption. We must ensure that our slopes remain sanctuaries of innocence and unity, free from the discomfort and conflicts that arise when confronted with the presence and effects of marijuana.
I strongly advocate for the prohibition of marijuana at ski resorts. Our utmost priority should be safeguarding the well-being of skiers, snowboarders, and families who seek solace and exhilaration in these treasured destinations. By adopting a proactive stance on safety and responsible behavior, ski resorts can maintain their revered status as guardians of health and vitality, cultivating an environment that nurtures the well-being and joy of every visitor.
With great concern for our collective welfare,
Dan from Salt Lake City” Sauce- https://unofficialnetworks.com/2023/06/06/letter-to-editor-the-urgent-need-to-prohibit-marijuana-at-ski-resorts/