Hotel room with hottub

Recently my uncle and first cousin who I haven’t seen in 10+ years stayed with my family and me for a couple days this weekend, and my dog has never met them because we got him after the last time we saw them. Because of how busy we were, he was left at home with them and was clearly uncomfortable around them and their dog.
They left today and my mom and I had to go to work (our school district is still going till tomorrow) and when I got back, he seemed to be okay and wasn’t barking like a crazed dog.
Now I’m in my room, which is 1 floor above him. He knows I’m home and went ballistic when someone dropped off something for us in our garage. Now I’m sitting in my room, watching Markiplier’s FNAF series, as I’m starting to wind down for bed, and he’s just barking like crazy. My mom is currently at my younger sisters softball game, and my dad is on a work trip to Chicago.
If anyone knows about diagnosing dogs, I’d love to hear what you guys think. I, at least, think my dog has separation anxiety.

Tru Kait has invited her new bestie from college Laney over for the night. Laney crosses path with Kait’s new stepbrother Apollo and a spark ignites. As Kait & Laney have a sexy pillow fight leading to some steamy lesbian action, Apollo watches enviously. When Kait leaves for a moment, he takes the opportunity to get it on with Laney. But when Kait returns to find Apollo mysteriously in her room, she takes advantage and uses him to get her rocks off while Laney sneaks around trying to get hers too!"

Imma try to keep this short but this weekend my stepsisters had their graduation party and one of their aunts pointed at me and said "that's a girl" and got into an argument with my step-dad over if I was a boy or a girl (I'm a trans guy). I hid in my room for most of the day after that and then I just grabbed my razor blade and pocket knife and just started mindlessly cutting my thighs. I didn't even cry, I just felt numb and so fed up with it. I'm usually able to calm myself down when I have urges but whenever I experience any kind of transphobia, I just lose control. It happened last time with my grandparents and I just wish I could make it all go away. I honestly wish I could make me go away too. I fucking hate myself, and none of this would have happened if I had just been born with a penis.

18, AFAB 5’4, 90lbs (approx. defo not over 95, not lower than 80)
methylphenidate 20mg (yes, i know. the weight loss titan tablet. listen to me first pretty please) sertraline 100mg (verrrry iffy intake consistency, like once every two days)
hello, ive had problems with doctors recently. many, but ill just talk abt the weight loss stuff.
ive been losing weight rapidly, and there has been no explanation for this at all from the NHS. they’ve prescribed me shakes, which i appreciate, but im still losing so, so much weight. i can see my ribs without stretching, my hands are like… boney as fuck. ive tried hard as fuck to keep my weight up to at least 100-105ish, but my doctors wont take me seriously.
i understand that my age group is extremely likely to have EDs that make them lose weight, but i DO NOT have an ED. at first it was an inconvenience, but it is genuinely worrying me now. i eat, what, a meal a day on average? sometimes two if im lucky, sometimes just snacks, sometimes nothing. its bad.
i never have any room to eat, is how it feels. my stomach can be screaming loud as hell, but i feel like ive got a full meal in me. my GP was sure i had an ulcer i think? but trying to treat that with antibiotics did zilch and just gave me weird bowels, so we stopped that. now im on shakes, and every single nutrition appointment is just a 20 minute long way of saying “eat more”.
i know a lot of teens are hiding EDs, but i am not. i want to eat, i WANT to gain weight more than anything, but i cant, no matter what i try.
FAQ: “have you tried being active?” yes, and its exhausting, and does not make me hungry. i walk regularly, too.
“have you been missing sleep?” yes, because i have no energy, so i have no cycle. plus im a uni student, so…
“are you SURE youre not anxious about food?” yes.
“what about the methylphenidate?” alright, fair. i do rely on my ADHD medication pretty heavily, but i take no more than instructed, and i lose weight at about the same rate even when im not on them, the only difference being that i sleep better LOL i took a break from my meds for a month (not by choice) and i came in weighing less than what i did before. so, nada on that theory.
“what about the shakes?” i love them a lot. but, my weird stomach feeling makes it hard to wanna swallow anything, including liquids. it just makes me have to hold back a gag.
“any known family stomach issues?” apart from two of my direct relatives getting a nongenetic infection that resulted in cancer (forgot name oops), all clear.
genuinely any response is helpful. my body is falling apart with seizures, rapid weight loss, and a whole lot of other shit the NHS just keeps ignoring. i am kind of getting worried ill have to be hooked up to an iv or something. im only partly joking
how to argue with my docs (i have no backbone), diet tips (no obvious ones. if anyone starts sounding like my nutritionist ill flip shit). anything at all helps. thank you!!

Hello! I will be moving out for professional reasons and I'm looking for someone to take over my part of the lease. We are also looking for someone to move into another bedroom available in a 4BD/2BA townhouse located in the Presidio park of San Francisco.
We have a 11'x10' bedroom that is available now for $1395 per month, and a 13'x19' Master bedroom that will be available on June 24th when I leave. Security deposits are $700 and $1000, respectively. Both rooms are upstairs, and along with a third will share a bathroom. The master bedroom will have a walk-in closet that has its own access to the bathroom and it's own private sink. Utilities will vary between $75-$200 depending on the time of year. The 4BD/2BA townhouse comes with an in-unit washedryer setup, plenty of parking spots for you and guests (seriously, there's always a spot), and is surrounded by hiking trails that lead to Baker Beach, Presidio Golf Course, Crissy Field, and the Marina.
Your housemates are a UCSF grad student who studies treatments for cancer, a music teacher that also enjoys video/photo editing and gaming, and a 3 year old sweetheart of a dog. Both housemates usually keep to themselves, but are always to catch up and do anything like movies, going out to eat, etc. The ideal housemates are young professionals who are chill and down to Earth.
I can say that the Presidio is a great place to live. It's a place that allows you to escape the hustle and bustle of the city with plenty of pretty views of the bay, the sounds of the ocean winds and chirping birds, and be surrounded by nature instead of concrete and cars while still living in San Francisco.
If this sounds interesting to you, please send me a DM with a little bit of information about your self (profession, hobbies, etc.) and I'll set up a time for you to come see the house. Photos of the rooms and house in question are found here (https://imgur.com/a/8uvgkXQ).
Hope to hear from you :)

April 26

 With the arrival of my friends newborn daughter, it dawned on me: where is my own life heading? We all come to that thought after some significant event that makes us reevaluate our own existence. It reminded me of the depressing and dull room where my sister had her daughter. The bleak grey of the wall contrasted with the soft whiteness of the bed and pillow. I remember my sister sitting there leaning back happily and tired, with my niece in her arms. They were the only lively colors in that room. A tiny thing she was. Hard to believe someone could’ve been that small. She’s grown for awhile now, she’s about to have her Sweet 16. Makes me wonder where all the time has gone. New life thrives and it always find a way. And in some way, the rest of us are reborn. Reevaluating. 

I’ve switched to the WiFi pucks (after 5-6 years on the gig network box) in my current home, but I’m moving into a new build and would like some advice on getting it right.
I am currently in a smaller split level with the Jack in the garage. I have cat6 through the wall into the living room (2-3’) to a dual rj45 plate right by an outlet. The first puck is connected there on one of those little outlet hanger things via two little 6” flat cat6 jumpers. One feeds back through that network plate to a 16 port switch that I run several hardwired lines from, in addition to a back haul line to a second puck at the end of my upper level. No complaints on performance whatsoever.
New house is bigger (2450sf) and true two story. It has a couple hardwired lines that drop to the basement but I’ll be running more. I’d like to locate everything I can to a basement utility room with the fiber Jack and switch gear hidden away there.
Now my questions. First of all, I’m not crazy back hauling these things, right? If so, will I lose considerably by putting my first puck at the end of a 30’ line from the Jack only to run 30’ back to my switch? From there I’d be going up another 50’ line to the upstairs puck. Should I have the first puck right by the Jack & switch like I do now (would be in basement, which I’ll ultimately finish) but have two more lines running to any satellite pucks.
Next, if I’m back hauling them, am I better off centrally locating them on each floor or go from opposite ends (like downstairs east wall, upstairs west) to balance the coverage. Downstairs is an open floor plan, so I’m not too worried about coverage there. I’m just not 100% how these behave “meshing” with backhaul in place.
Lastly, anyone have any experience adding cheapo routers on a diff subnet for 2.4ghz smarthome crap? I’ve toyed with the idea of just having a diff ssid system separate from my home network for this sketchy Chinese crap. Big fear I have is discoverability by Alexa and signal overlap.
Hope some piece of that made sense. I’m probably way tf out of my element but trying to get it right & clean early on

This has happened a handful of times, but with increasing frequency that I’m starting to get concerned.
I’m a 26 year old female for reference. I’ve had (armchair diagnosis) of on and off insomnia and restless leg syndrome when I was a teenager, but this feels different.
In these episodes I go to bed tired. It takes me usually 30 minutes to actually fall asleep, give or take. Somehow I wake up 2-3 hours later and I’m not only wide awake but I have this OVERWHELMING need to get up and walk to the other room. No kicking legs, no flailing arms, no twitching. I just need to get up and move to the couch. I cannot fight it, otherwise I just become incredibly uncomfortable and feel near panic.
I make it to the couch, watch some ASMR videos sometimes, and then either fall asleep there or go back to bed. Then I usually sleep through the night and it’s fine.
Some more relevant info:

• I have GAD and used to take anxiety medication, but have weened off. The one I was taking (Lexapro) was making it impossible for me to fall asleep in the first place, but it never caused episodes like this.
  
• I share my bed with my boyfriend. Its a queen so it’s a little small for us, but manageable
  
• I havent been having as much anxiety recently due to taking a break from working. My sleep schedule is still similar to what it was though, because of my boyfriend’s schedule. Barring a few nights out.
  
• Diazepam helps, but I know that isnt a long term solution.
  

I have a sister who is 10 years old than me. She and I are not close; in fact, when we were younger, I actively hated her. When we were children, she was horribly mean and violent. She assaulted me for the last time when I was 17 and she was 27, and I think she only stopped because it was the first time my father realized how violent she was to me. On that last assault, she gave me a bruise the size of an orange from punching me and broke my glasses. Prior to that, my mother would only tell her, "Keep your hands to yourself." and then she would talk to me about having compassion because my sister was "special."
It has been difficult to come to terms with this dynamic, but after watching her go through several psychiatric hospitalizations, I've found something akin to forgiveness. She's always struggled with dyslexia, and I"m convinced severe, untreated ADHD, depression, and bipolar disorder. She will go days without sleeping, and then do very strange things, which leads to her being hospitalized. She's probably emotionally about 18-19 years old. I don't think my parents knew what to do for her when she was younger, and as an adult, she just hasn't really attempted to do much for herself.
My parents are in the late 80's but still have to take care of most things for my sister. She finally moved out of my parents house when she was close to 30, but she can't or won't keep her own house clean, so my mother still cleans it for her. My father makes sure she files her income taxes and both my parents make sure she signs up for her insurance benefits during open enrollment. My dad drives her around and fixes her car and takes care of any problems she has with in her house, while my mom does her laundry and things like that. She also will call them at 0230 in the morning, in a screaming, crying panic because she can't find something, a piece of paper or her keys or something like that. But whatever, that's their prerogative to let her do that.
But now, my mother is in poor enough health that she can't manage to clean my sister's house on her own. So she is always asking me to come help her. I spent 5 days after christmas cleaning with my mother - the place was filthy. She has a small dog that had barfed and pooped everywhere and she just didn't clean it up. The smell was atrocious. There was dried cheese all over the floor in one of her rooms. There was toothpaste everywhere. I can't even describe it.
So according to my mother it's back to being just as filthy and she wants me to come help clean it again. I feel very resentful about it. I feel like I can't say no because my parents keep my 13-year-old company while I work. But I'm a nurse, my job is physically and emotionally demanding. I have trouble keeping my own damn house clean. So ... I feel very resentful, especially when my sister lies around in bed while my mom and I clean. I just don't want to give up one of my precious days off to do something for someone who seems so ... lazy.
It's just not sustainable for her to keep using my parents to handle everything for her, and my worst fear is that my mother is setting this up for her to expect me to step in to their place when my parents can't do it anymore. I feel so resentful towards my sister for being the way she is, even if she can't totally help it, and I feel so resentful towards my parents for creating and indulging this monster.
I don't want to be resentful towards my parents at this stage of their life. I strongly suspect that most of my sister's issue is a lot of weaponized incompetence because why should she do anything for herself if my parents will do it for her?
I guess I'm just venting, unless anyone has some suggestions. I'm already exhausted, thinking of dealing with her without my parents as a buffer for the rest of our lives.

Like, what are the majority of people supposed to do if they cant afford, even with a full time job, $1,500 or a room for $800?
I dont know what to do. Is my option really only sleeping in my car? 😡
I am not entitled to any low income or federal assistance either, so it just sucks.

Reminder that English is not my native language, I translated this using my own knowledge of English and the use of translation tools, if you find any errors please let me know.
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Morikawa and Matsui went out of that Karaoke room, but they both stayed in front of the door, refusing to look at each other and understanding little by little the madness they had just done and witnessed.
Matsui began to feel horribly ashamed; the excitement had disappeared and then he understood that he kissed without permission Morikawa, touched her breasts, and licked them. Embarrassment began to invade him, he felt stupid and scared what would Morikawa think of him now? The desire to run away was getting stronger and stronger.
He looked towards the end of the corridor seeing the exit of the Karaoke, it's not far, he can just run away, escape from this hopeless situation.
But hadn't he done the same with Yoshizuka after their dance? That had brought no good.
He charged up his courage and looked at Morikawa with more effort than he should have started to speak "I-I... I beg your pardon" he said his voice broken and sounding almost like a whisper, expecting at any moment Morikawa's outburst towards his person.
Morikawa also had to find some courage to look at the boy, things aren't any better for her after all, she had done something rather obscene with him.
She didn't know how to feel about that, Matsui has always been somewhat complicated for her, does she like him? It's kind of confusing, she always feels good with him, talking or just hanging out and she felt jealous and hurt when she saw him dancing with Yoshizuka and the other girl.
And worse was now, despite everything they witnessed what made her hotter than anything else was Matsui's touch on her, her body, her breasts more precisely her mouth, all of that felt much more stimulating than any touch she would have given herself alone.
And when she heard him apologize, she could only ask "Pardon for what?" she questioned not understanding why those words.
"I-I kissed you without permission" Pronounced the boy "I touched you" he said mortified by that act.
Morikawa thought if she should feel bad about that, the answer came fast as a no, she liked what he did to her, it was embarrassing because everyone was watching them, and she definitely would have preferred their first time like that to be in a more private place where they both had the time to go further.
"Y-you don't have to apologize, if you really had done it without my permission, I would have pushed you... That... I liked that, what we did" Hearing it Matsui couldn't believe her.
She liked what he did to her, it certainly stroked his pride in a good way.
"r-really?" He questioned still not quite believing it.
She nodded with some embarrassment.
That made them both stand in silence looking at each other, it took several minutes before what comes from talking to each other settled in their minds.
"So, should we go back home?" asked Matsui.
"Sure... My parents will get restless if I don't come back early" Morikawa replied.
That said, they both walked out of the karaoke, holding hands.
A few hours passed since then and both had returned to their respective home, the shower Matsui took was good to free his mind from the great confusion that had taken over him from the day's events.
It was calmer that it then dawned on him what should have been the most important thing... He had been invited to an orgy.
Clearly, he didn't surprise them, they were doing it and expected him to arrive, he had been invited to an orgy of guys he barely knows.
His phone rang with the sound of a message, he picked it up and looked at Uchida's number.
"Did you like what you saw?" Says the message sent by the bold girl who the week before had been talking to him almost non-stop.
Matsui didn't know what to answer her, he had seen her give Kido a fellatio, of course he heard her moan, so she was probably naked having sex, but at that moment he was completely focused on Morikawa.
"What was that all about?" he answered her by throwing himself on his bed.
"That was our little group activity, the four of us had unlimited fun... Although seeing how you and the president acted, I should better say the six of us had unlimited fun" Matsui looked at the message, not knowing at all what to reply.
He feels that any message he can send may end up condemning him, he tries to think things through calmly, gather his thoughts and breathe calmly, but that is proving to be somewhat useless.
What should he answer? Uchida is getting him and Morikawa into a bunch of orgies.
"Are you all right?" uttered a female voice that snapped him out of his thoughts and his growing panic.
His mother looks at him from the entrance of his room.
"I heard you, start breathing hard and so I opened up to see what's going on" Pronounced the woman approaching her son who seemed to have just come from going through a rather stressful experience.
"I-I... I think I almost had a panic attack" Matsui realized where these doubts had almost taken him.
"Horrible thing that, I had a few at your age" His mother pronounced stroking his hair gently after sitting on the bed.
"You?" the boy asked confused "I don't see you having a panic attack."
"Maybe not now, but when I was young... When I was young, I used to panic about not living up to the expectations placed on me, that's why I'm always nice to you, I don't want you to feel that burden."
His mother was the one who taught him dance and it is true that Matsui has no memory of her ever being very severe with him how he had seen other dance instructors, she was always understanding and patient congratulating his successes and letting him know of his failures, but never aggressively, maybe that's why is mother has a strong character and he a weak one.
"That... That made me weak."
"Weak?" Questioned his mother as if he came from saying the most absurd thing "Honey you danced in front of a group of professionals at the age of 7 without the slightest hint of embarrassment, at 13 you danced sensual tango with a woman twice your age to the point that I had to keep her away from you for a while because she was starting to look at you funny after that" That last Matsui didn't know.
"But... That's when I dance, outside of that I'm shy and... God I can't even manage to speak clearly to the girl I like after all we've done" His mother sighed listening to him.
"You know your father is the expert at this. I admit to not being the most empathetic and the one who can least relate to how you feel, but I know you honey. When you dance or when you don't, you are a strong and brave little man, you are not a comic book character, you don't transform into someone else when you dance, you are the same precious son of mine" She pressed a kiss to his forehead, an act of gentleness rarely present in his mother "Whatever it is that has you like this I know you can cope."
She gave him one last smile before walking out of the room, leaving him alone.
Matsui watched his mother leave going over the conversation he comes from having with his mother in his head.
"I'm the same person... Dancing or not dancing... It's me... Just me" he let out a sigh, picked up the phone and answered the message.
He put the phone aside and lay down on the bed.
The message Matsui put to Uchida was "I'm sorry, I don't want to participate in something like that" It was something simple, but also something that cost him a lot, since after all, by refusing, he knows that he is forever turning away from Uchida, Yoshizuka and if Morikawa agrees to join them... Then also from her.
With all his heart he hopes Morikawa won't accept, but if she does... he will accept the pain and move on, as his father said, because after all he is brave, as his mother said.

I’m going to be using abbreviated and fake names just in case.
Background Information: Everyone mentioned in this post are in 7th grade, meaning we’re 12-13 year olds.
A week or two ago, my school hosted a spring dance. Several of my friends attended, along with a couple of people I know but aren’t very close with from other classes. “L” knows “A” closer than I know A, as they are in another travel class. However, I’m relatively good friends with L, as they are in my class and I talk with them frequently. During the dance, L, A, me, and another one of my good friends I’ll call “M” headed into the locker rooms of the gymnasium in which the dance was being hosted in. Just to clarify, we weren’t not allowed to go into the lockers, however, most people stayed in the gym to enjoy the dance. It was rather boring for us four, so we headed into the locker room. There, we chatted for a little bit. I’m not sure how this happened, but A began to start “fooling around” with L. A also made crude comments, something along the lines of, “You look so f**kable with your new hair,” (L just got a haircut.) At this point, I felt really uncomfortable, but L was laughing, M was laughing, so I thought they were all joking. L was making comments back, but they also seemed to be sort of uncomfortable. M was additionally making comments too, I think they were “vlogging” or whatever (which was a little weird, in my opinion) on their phone, if that is valuable information. After that, A starts sort of jumping on L, and humping them. I was so uncomfortable at this point, but I still didn’t say anything because M and L seemed “okay” with it. I know I should have stuck up for L, but I still thought that everyone was joking. Afterward, L left, and I followed them.
Fast forward to today. Another one of my classmates, N, and N’s friend, F, were talking about the incident. L and I were both there. N showed us some of the text messages between them and A, in which they confronted A about the incident. They also mentioned that E, one of my classmates, was going to report the whole incident to the dean or counselor. Apparently, A responded by saying that they wanted to meet up with L, and apologize sincerely. N and A were conversing for a long time, and when they showed me the texts, A was texting so many messages about their regret for what they did, and how they’re in the wrong. A also said that they know that they’ll be reported no matter what, and that they still want to apologize to L in person.
I should also mention this: A says that they are suicidal. They mention it a lot, I think they’re having sessions with our school counselor about this. I think that A also has some other kinds of mental health issues, like depression.
I don’t want this to go downhill more, but I know that A is definitely in the wrong. I’m just wondering if there’s anything that I should do or say to intervene, as this screwing up everyone’s lives. Thank you to anyone who will help, I know that this is a really messy situation.

Hello! My five-year wedding anniversary is this fall and my husband and I are looking for a nice place to stay for a few days, likely in October or November. We are in the US.
We are looking for:

• Warm with a beach and/or a nice pool.
• Easily accessible via flights from Boston. A layover is fine.
• Not adults only. Our baby will be with us.
• Related to above, nice suites would be great so the baby can sleep in a separate room.

Thanks!!

So, the customizable housing concept is definitely a step in the right direction, and being able to have more than just weapons and a bed is 100% an improvement, but the new systems leaves a lot to be desired. I thought I would list out some things that I would want to see if this gets updated. Feel free to toss in your own suggestions!

• Staircase blocks that can be stacked to create staircases that extended more than one floor
  
• Weapon stands not limited to a single armament (and maybe, weapon stands with different number of slots)
  
• Armor stand rooms, each stand holds one piece of armor, similar to shop displays- toss these in with the custom weapon stands (please, I want a room where I can show off the thunder helm, scimitar of the seven, and daybreak together)
  
• Customizable walls, allowing you to set which walls in a space are open and which are closed, maybe which have doors (including the fence on the garden)
  
• More colors - let my house capture the Tarrey Town feel, as opposed to capturing the feel of a green brick
  
• External vanity features (vines, windows, lights- again, so the house doesn’t just look like a green brick)
  
• Some way to add fish to the pool that aren’t dead
  
• Let me grow things in my garden
  
• Additional uses for the internal vanity features (let me manage my quests from the study, let me favorite a memory to the gallery, little things)
  

Obviously that’s a massive laundry list, so please understand this is less a demand and more wishful thinking that got out of hand while I was writing it.

This has taken me a long time to realize. For over 5 years now, I kept thinking if I was nice and accommodating enough to someone else's poorly-behaved kids, if I let their wants take precedence over my own, that, eventually, it would turn out alright. That they would like me, respect me and eventually treat me as a member of the family. That I could even help these poor, charming, sad kids.
Newsflash: It never happened.
Nope.
What did? (Skip to 'Please don't misunderstand me' below to find actual advice, as opposed to a rant/vent.)
Well, apart from near-incessant fighting, whining and dishonesty, more specifically:
- 2017-present: His son attacked other children at school, camp and extracurricular activities, once to the extent that the entire school had to be shut-down. (Most recently, he seems to have followed in his mother's footsteps by punching a hole through the wall at both houses (with, of course, no therapy resulting from the act).)-
~2018: His daughter, in kindergarten, threatens to burn a teacher she dislikes with fire.
- 2017-present: Him chuckling as both children, as young as four and six, lied about things as minor as brushing their teeth or being caught up later than their bedtime.
- Winter 2022: Months of his daughter not eating the entire day, then oh-so-coincidentally claiming she was hungry right at her bedtime, and him accommodating her, every single time.
- April 2022: He admitting they had a lying problem before kicking me out of our hotel in an unfamiliar city on vacation when I finally lost it (after 5 years of this nonsense) when his daughter claimed that whether she saw her brother or not was 'a difficult question' (by losing it, I mean, snapping: "What, are you blind?"), and, earlier that day, his ~12-year-old son had a temper tantrum after we had to chase them both down through an entire museum, after they ran off with no warning. (All this, after his daughter sulked about for no discernible reason during the birthday trip it was my idea to plan at all. (My hopefully-soon-to-be-ex had never before taken her along on vacation with him and his parents, only his son.)
- April 2022: My hopefully-soon-to-be-ex forcibly trying to break into my apartment (jamming the door against the lock while yelling and slamming furniture around), while I, in a panic, tried calling a now-understandably-former 'friend' of 6+ years I had seen a few weeks prior, who claimed she was in a meeting, before finally, thankfully, managing to reach my parents and rush home .- Countless other instances I won't bore you with.
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Please don't misunderstand me: at least half of this (if not more) is my fault.
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Some of the instances recounted lack context: due to the situation, I have not been an easy person to be with. I tried and failed to break up with my hopefully-soon-to-be-ex countless times, allowed loyalty to cloud my judgement, took responsibility for things that were not and will never be my fault, claiming that our relationship problems were due to me being 'difficult to be with' (which, as you can perhaps gather, is somewhat true o:) ), as opposed to the main issue at hand, that is: him, his Wall-punching baby mama's and his bastards'** troubling behaviour.
(** I do not say this to be insulting, but because, since my hopefully-soon-to-be-ex did not marry their mother, that would be the dictionary definition of what they are.)
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Nor do I say any of this to indicate that these children are inherently bad, no.
This is not the children's fault - it is the parents'. If you are a single parent and you allow your child to take on the very traits that made your relationship with their ex tank because you feel guilty or are scared of your ex, that is on you.I firmly believe that no child, no person, is born evil. We are what we are raised to be.
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So, if you are a 'farce-parent' and you want out, if you're considering suicide or violence or things you never have before, know that you are not the problem.
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This system that shames 'step-parents', while they are often treated poorly by both kids and parents alike, that delusionaly even calls unrelated adults a 'step-parent', while they have living ones, this is the problem, in my opinion.
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You have a right to stand up for yourself. You have a right to respect. You have a right to a partner who treats you well.
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What has helped me lately?
> Not seeing these troubled children. At all. (Half a year and counting now - YES!). No longer do I need to watch, horror-stricken, as my hopefully-soon-to-be-ex (and his baby mama, from what I gather) condone violence, lying and manipulating in ways I would never allow in my own children.
> Telling people the truth. From the beginning the situation felt wrong and bad to me, but I kept my mouth shut in hopes that it would improve and afraid that I would be judged as a bad person for not being able to love someone else's kids I have no say in raising.
> Slowly but surely, standing up to my hopefully-soon-to-be-ex about what I do deserve. (As he is only the second man I have been fully intimate with and I have considerable emotional baggage myself, I am perhaps holding onto the relationship for far longer than I should.)
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Hopefully, one day I will look back on these words and take my own advice: Leave.
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In the meantime, hopefully we can take solace in the fact that we are not alone.

Draven’s eyes squinted, and he sank deep within himself. Pulling on [Mind Supremacy], Draven blocked out the pain and focused on his inner flame. He pulled on his essence, charging up as much fire as he could. Flames licked the surface of his armor as he built up more flames with [Draconic Pyromancy].
New Mind Supremacy Technique! Pain suppressant
Draven opened his eyes, flames burning deep within them. He cried out as he unleashed the tightly packed fire he contained within himself. Flames exploded out of him, pushing the El’Dresi away from him.
The El’Dresi crossed his arms, blocking his face from the brunt of the flames. The explosion pushed him back, causing his exosuit to leave rough groves along the metal flooring.
“The little disciple has some bite to his bark,” the El’Dresi smiled. He disappeared in a flash of lightning again, using the Flash Step Technique of air dragonborn. The El’Dresi appeared before Draven again, blade zipping towards Draven's heart.
Draven’s heart skipped a beat as he channeled Essence to his Supremacy Talents and entered Ascendancy mode. The Sygaldry along his armor glowed a furry red, empowered by Draven’s Essence. He parried the El’Dresi’s blade and punched the air dragonborn with a fist of concussive fire.
The El’Dresi went sailing into the air, crashing into the ground with a bang.
“Draven, Sync up with me,” Sygvar said. He too had entered Ascendancy mode.
Draven pushed his mind into the Weave. He found the Sympathetic Thread connecting him and his Master. It was thick, a sign of their strong connection. He bound himself to it, allowing himself to become one with his master’s mind, body, and soul.
New Mind, Body, Soul Supremacy Technique! Sync
Draven quickly entered the settings of his status and disabled notifications. He thought to leave them on before because he believed they could be helpful. But they were distracting him from the battle.
A wurl wind of air manifested around the El’Dresi as he floated to his feet in Acendecy Mode. The Sygaldry, runes of power, decorating his armor, were a blaze, a green glow emanating from the words of power.
“Now the real fun begins,” the El’Dresi crackled. He Flashed Stepped, disappearing again.
Draven sensed the El’Dresi through the Weave. He lashed out behind him, kicking the El’Dresi in the chest and pushing him towards Sygvar.
Sygvar kicked the legs from under the El’Dresi, causing him to fall.
Draven created a flame missile and fired it point-blank at the El’Dresi.
The El’Dresi conjured a blast of Air, causing the missile to bend off course and detonate into the ground.
He hopped to his feet, sending a chain of lightning at Sygvar.
Sygvar blocked it with his sword. He then heated his blade and cut into the armor of the El’Dresi.
The El’Dresi pulled back in pain.
Draven came from behind, delivering a cut to the El’Dresi’s leg. Causing the air dragon born to fall to his knee.
“You guys are good, too good. I guess I need a little help,” the El’Dresi said as he pressed a button.
“You talk too much,” Draven said, smacking the El’Dresi.
Gates squeaked open, and the ground began to rumble. Hollows came pouring into the room. Marrows ran on all four, with Spikes trailing just behind them. Bone Devils mixed in with the horde, pushing aside the weaker hollows to get to Draven and Sygvar.
The El’Dresi jumped to his feet and sprinted toward the incoming horde of hollows. Draven and his master raced after him before he could get to safety.
Draven unleashes a cone of fire. Superheating the air as it impacted the El’Dresi.
The El’Dresi conjured a shield of air, deflecting the blast of flames. And letting the momentum push him up and over the horde of hollows. He disappeared in the wave of bodies, crackling like a madman.
“Damn it,” Sygvar hissed. “Draven, stay close to me.”
Draven drew near his master. Only a few feet away from him.
“We’re going to clear a path towards the computer terminal. I want you to have Ari download the files off of it.” Sygvar yelled over the horde of hollows. His sword was ablaze with fire as he sliced throw a Marrow.
“The base will self-destruct in five minutes,” a voice boomed from speakers in the room.
“That bastard! Draven, don’t hold back! When need to get to that console!” Sygvar’s voice warped and deepened as his body transformed. His exosuit became more organic, melding to his body like a second skin. Wings and a tail sprouted from his back. His fingers and toes sharped into claws, and flames manifested on his arms and as a crown of fire above his head. Sygvar flew into the mob of feral mutants, becoming a living storm of fire and death.
Draven underwent a less impressive transformation. The red glow from the Sygaldry and flames manifested as jets along his arms and legs. The Hollows before him slowed as he sped up his perception time.
Plums of fire rocketed Draven into the horde of Hollows, following his master. His sword glowed as he sliced throw the feral mutants. The Marrows and Spikes were cut down like butter, but the Bone Devils were still challenging. But they were cut down in a few strikes while Draven was in his enhanced state.
The duo gradually cut their way toward the terminal. That’s when Draven got a spike of danger from the Weave. He was too slow and was slapped across the face by a giant claw. Draven backflipped, distancing himself from the new foe.
This creature was different than the others. This was a Wargoth, a mutant with the power of bone and muscle. Four muscular tentacles protruded from the creature's back. Segmented bone covered the spasming muscles as its tentacles wiped around. It roared, spitting saliva all over the ground. Then charged Draven, its four claws shaving the metal flooring.
Draven kicked the creature in the face, sending out a current of fire.
The Wargoth went sailing towards Sygvar. It lashed out its tentacles at the Master Al’Manti.
Sygvar’s blade ignited in flames, and it blurred, severing the Wargoth’s tentacles.
Draven came up from behind, stepping on telekinetic steps. He then rocketed downwards onto the Wargoth with a jet of flames. He concentrated, his flames burning hotter and hotter. Eventually ultimately shifting from their reddish yellow hue to a bright blue. His blade cracked the bone exoskeleton around the Wargoth’s skull, bathing the creature’s brain in blue flames.
The creature thrashed about in pain, then went still.
“Draven, go get the data!”
“On it,” Draven said as he sprinted to the console. He took out a cable from the back of the neck of his exosuit and plugged it into the console. “Ari download all the data from the storage.”
File after file zipped past Draven’s hud for his exosuit. The download only took a second to finish.
“I’m done, but the data must be decrypted,” Ari said.
“That’s fine,” Draven then unplug the cable leading from his suit to the console. He then ran over to his master, “All done.”
“Good,” Sygvar picked Draven up and then took to the sky with his wings. Above the increasing number of Hollows, Sygvar sped towards the exit. The hollows raged as they chased after the air-born duo. Quickly they exited the base, landing on Tywen’s back.
“Take to the sky, quickly!” Sygvar yelled as he set Draven down.
Tywen beat his wings, and they rapidly ascended. Soon after they left the ground, hollows poured out of the El’Dresi base. They swarmed the area they had just been. Then an explosion destroyed the hill the base was built into and the flora around it.
Draven opened his status and instantly dumped nine path points into his path.
You have completed the Way Al’Manti of the Al’Manti Path!
+9 Attribute Points
New Feat: The Way of the Al’Manti New Class: Al’Manti Disciple
Draven click on his new feat and class. They both popped up as screens in his mind.
The Way of the Al’Manti (Tier 1) Grants: +1 INT** +1 FIN +1 WIS
+1 STR +1 DEX +1 CON
+1 SPR +1 AFF +1 FOR
Al’Manti Disciple **You have graduated from your training as a adept and are now ready to become a disciple. As a disciple you have mastered the basics of controlling you mind, body, and soul. You have learned a martial art of the Al’Manti and your skill at it has been deemed satisfactory. But there is still more work to be done. Grants: +1 Mind Attribute per level +1 Body Attribute per level +1 Soul Attribute per level +1 Attribute point every 3rd level
Core Talents: Mind Supremacy Body Supremacy Soul Supremacy Al’Manti 5th Blade Kata
Draven then opened his new status.
Name: Draven Althorne Age: 18
Ancestory: Fire Dragon Born (Tier 1 - LV 3)
Class: Al’Manti Disciple (Tier 1 - LV 0)
Sub Class 1: Locked Sub Class 2: Locked Sub Class 3: Locked
Feats: None
- Mind Attributes - INT: 17 / 18 FIN: 14 / 15 WIS: 11 / 12
- Body Attributes - STR: 19 / 20 DEX: 17 / 18 CON: 16 / 17
- Soul Attributes - SPR: 12 / 13 AFF: 14 / 15 FOR: 19 / 20
Attribute Points: 9
- Essences - Stamina: 129 / 129 Vitality: 150 / 150 Mana: 135 / 135
- Talents: 5 / 9 - Draconic Pyromancy LV 6 Mind Supremacy LV 7 Body Supremacy LV 8 Soul Supremacy LV 6 Al’Manti 5th Blade Kata LV 7
Path: None Path Points: 26 Paths Available: 8
Release Schedule: M-W-F at 5 am PDT/PST.
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6’2, 7+ bwc. Been really horny for something cnc or bdsm related. Cant host but can travel. If I’m really into you I don’t mind renting a room. Obviously something that we both need to be comfortable with.

I will fly with my 4 yo. But he is a thin kid, just over 30 lbs. Our flight is also going to be 4+ hours.
I did some research online but found that we are actually in a kind of awkward position. I plan to buy a CRS (child restraint system) for him, but some people said that it is not ideal for long trips because the child is going to be in a very restricted position and hard to take a nap. Another option is to buy a lightweight car seat. But we already have a couple of them (which are heavy), and I am not sure if that will be good leg room for a 4 yo sitting in a car seat.
I am curious to see your suggestions and experiences. This is the first time for us to travel together so I am a bit nervous... Thank you!

You, shmungus, are eating a hamburger on a boat when suddenly, a woman walks up to you. She asks you to help find her child. You told her you would, and she led you to where she last saw her kid. It was the back of the boat. All of a sudden, she pushed you off. You looked for something to grab onto, and you found the anchor. You held on to the chain for dear life. The ship came back to land and you hopped off and swam to shore. People started looking at you strangely. A child walked up to you and asked if you were okay. Offering her hand, the child smiled. You took her hand and she was shining with happiness. Her mom came over and picked her up. The child protested and you heard her say she liked you. You smiled, and sat down on the beach.
Chapter 2: You went to the resturaunt and sat down. A waitress came to your table and you realized that she was the woman who pushed you off the boat. You saw that her name was Kimberly. You decided to order a hamburger and when you finished eating, you exited the resturaunt and called the police. When you explained the situation, they said they'd look into it. Later, you were wandering around the city when you got tired. You had a bit of money. You decide to go to a hotel and rent a room. Later that day, you find out that there is a pool. When you're going down to the pool, you see the girl from the beach and her mom. The girl notices and waves. You wave back. You both go to the pool, and while the girl plays with the other kids, you and her mom begin to talk. You explain that you were walked out on by your wife, who took your son. The woman introduced herself as Kylie, and her daughter's name was Cynthia. The two of you talked about some fun adventures, and you find out that you like her.
Chapter 3: after a few hours of talking, you asked for Kylie's number to stay in touch. To your disbelief, she said yes. You returned to your room, and went to bed. When you woke up, you saw a text message from your son. It says "hey pops. I miss you and am going to a small resturaunt tomorrow. Can we meet?" You went to the resturaunt your son was going to, and you saw him.
Chapter 4: "Hey, champ. How you doing?" You asked. "Good. Finally moved out. Mom desperately wanted to keep me from seeing you but I miss you." Yout son replied "Jeremy, I missed you. Glad you reached out to me." You said. You and Jeremy caught up with eachother. He now has a loving wife who is expecting a baby in 4 months. You smile and look at how much Jeremy's grown. Suddenly, Kylie and Cynthia come in, and notice him. They wave and come to talk. Jeremy flashes you a look, and you shake your head, laughing. The two girls meet Jeremy, and then he goes home to care for his wife. You, Kylie and Cynthia finished eating and walked back to the hotel. It was time for you to be on the move again. You never really had a chance to live somewhere permanently. You accidentally blurted it out and Kylie offered for you to stay at their place. You scratch your neck and smile in embarrasment.
Chapter 5: When the two girls took you to their house, Kylie apologized for it being small. You told her not to be sorry for giving you a place to live. You smile and decide that you are cooking dinner tonight. You went out and bought some groceries, and whipped up some burgers. You, Kylie and Cynthia all dig in. They are joyous with how good it is. It soon became late, and Cynthia was told to get ready for bed. Kylie then asks what led you to wish ashore that day. You decided to tell her that you were pushed off of a boat. Kylie looked at you and you could tell in her gaze that she felt sorry. You told her that she didn't need to be sorry and you were grateful for Cynthia's kindness. You then fell asleep.
Chapter 6: You were having a dream of warmth all around you. No pollution or crime. It was the ideal life. When you woke up, you found Cynthia and Kylie sleeping right next to you. When Kylie woke up, you said good morning and she started apologizing. You said it was okay as long as she slept well. When Cynthia woke up, you decided to make breakfast. Afterwards, you look for a job, and find three to go for. Our of the three choices, you choose to go for welding. After a bit of training and research, you try and get the job, and qualify immediately! You're quite shocked. On your first day of work, you do so well, that the boss wants to promote you! HR doesn't allow it because it's your first day. A week later you get your first pay. You got a good sum of money, and are considering moving out. When you tell Kylie and Cynthia, Cynthia asks you to stay, and Kylie just says it is your choice.
Chapter 7: You decide to stay because of Cynthia asking. You keep making money to help with rent and you look for houses to buy, because the apartment the three of you are staying in is really loud. You find 5 houses. You choose one with two floors, two bedrooms, and three bathrooms. When you, Kylie and Cynthia moved in, you all stared in amazement. It looked magnificent. After exploring and playing around, night rolls around. You claim a bedroom, and Kylie takes the other one. Cynthia asks to go in with you. You tell her that she should accompany Kylie. She nodded and said goodnight, then you slept like a baby.
Chapter 8: The next morning you are working out and Kylie and Cynthia join. You let Cynthia and Kylie join you, and you teach them stuff from when you were a kid learning fighting. You taught them how to punch properly, throw good kicks, and trained their endurance. Weeks go by, and one day, after a workout session, Kylie and Cynthia walk over to you and give you a hug, thanking you for being there and helping them. You hugged them back, smiling. The three of you stood there for three minutes, and when you all let go, everybody smiled. You got a text from Jeremy, and it was a photo of him, his wife, and their first-born son. Beaming with pleasure, you congratulate him and his wife. He then asks if you want to come down.
Chapter 9: When you came to the hospital, you met Jeremy's wife, Amie. She was a sweet girl with a soothing aura. Amie held the baby and you took a look at it. "It's a boy. We named him Drake." Amie said. You picked up the baby gently, and held it in the air. "This baby will be spoiled rotten." You said enthusiastically. Everyone shared a quick laugh. "Mom was here earlier. She never seems to want to meet you." Jeremy said solemnly. "Never mind that Jeremy. You've got your kid and wife to take care of now." You said, hand on Jeremy's back. When you get back home you get a text from a number. It said "hey. If you're alive, head to the alley between the mall and the office building. I know this is the right number, because Jeremy had it on his phone."
Chapter 10 (finale): You go to the alley with a metal pipe and a kitchen knife. A figure in a hood stands at the other end. The figure whipped out a knife of her own and lunged at you. You blocked with the pipe and jabbed the knife out, catching the mask that the silhouette was wearing. The person jumped back, but you went forward again, underhand slashing at the mask. The mask falls and behind it lies your ex-wife's face. She charges at you, screaming. "I should've made sure you were dead when you were on the boat!" She shouted at you. You kicked the knife out of her hands and tried to go for her again, but she pulled out another knife and stabbed you in the shoulder. You wonder if you should pull the knife out and use it. You decide not to pull out the knife. You take your pipe and lunge, but soon you realize that was a mistake. Kimberly (your ex) slashed your left eye and stabbed you with another knife she had hidden. You wobbled forward and she kicked you into the ground. You lay on the ground, staring at Kimberly. She walks toward you, twirling a butterfly knife she lunges, and then something drives into her. Jeremy stands in front of your Kimberly and Kylie and Cynthia drag you back. "Mother or not, I'll hurt you if you hurt someone I love." Jeremy said, glaring. He leapt forward and kicked Kimberly. She dropped the knife and Jeremy picked it up, slashing her tendons so she can't move. "We saw the text." Kylie said. Jeremy knocked Kimberly to the ground and tied her up with a rope and called the police. They came and arrested Kimberly, and you blacked out. (Two years later...) "Honey get up." Kylie said. In the two years after the incident, you and Kylie got married, and were raising Cynthia together. You, Kylie and Cynthia were going to a meeting with Jeremy, Amie and Drake. The six of you asked someone to take a picture, and you put your arm around Kylie and Cynthia, smiling when the camera took the picture. The end.

Draven’s eyes squinted, and he sank deep within himself. Pulling on [Mind Supremacy], Draven blocked out the pain and focused on his inner flame. He pulled on his essence, charging up as much fire as he could. Flames licked the surface of his armor as he built up more flames with [Draconic Pyromancy].
New Mind Supremacy Technique! Pain suppressant
Draven opened his eyes, flames burning deep within them. He cried out as he unleashed the tightly packed fire he contained within himself. Flames exploded out of him, pushing the El’Dresi away from him.
The El’Dresi crossed his arms, blocking his face from the brunt of the flames. The explosion pushed him back, causing his exosuit to leave rough groves along the metal flooring.
“The little disciple has some bite to his bark,” the El’Dresi smiled. He disappeared in a flash of lightning again, using the Flash Step Technique of air dragonborn. The El’Dresi appeared before Draven again, blade zipping towards Draven's heart.
Draven’s heart skipped a beat as he channeled Essence to his Supremacy Talents and entered Ascendancy mode. The Sygaldry along his armor glowed a furry red, empowered by Draven’s Essence. He parried the El’Dresi’s blade and punched the air dragonborn with a fist of concussive fire.
The El’Dresi went sailing into the air, crashing into the ground with a bang.
“Draven, Sync up with me,” Sygvar said. He too had entered Ascendancy mode.
Draven pushed his mind into the Weave. He found the Sympathetic Thread connecting him and his Master. It was thick, a sign of their strong connection. He bound himself to it, allowing himself to become one with his master’s mind, body, and soul.
New Mind, Body, Soul Supremacy Technique! Sync
Draven quickly entered the settings of his status and disabled notifications. He thought to leave them on before because he believed they could be helpful. But they were distracting him from the battle.
A wurl wind of air manifested around the El’Dresi as he floated to his feet in Acendecy Mode. The Sygaldry, runes of power, decorating his armor, were a blaze, a green glow emanating from the words of power.
“Now the real fun begins,” the El’Dresi crackled. He Flashed Stepped, disappearing again.
Draven sensed the El’Dresi through the Weave. He lashed out behind him, kicking the El’Dresi in the chest and pushing him towards Sygvar.
Sygvar kicked the legs from under the El’Dresi, causing him to fall.
Draven created a flame missile and fired it point-blank at the El’Dresi.
The El’Dresi conjured a blast of Air, causing the missile to bend off course and detonate into the ground.
He hopped to his feet, sending a chain of lightning at Sygvar.
Sygvar blocked it with his sword. He then heated his blade and cut into the armor of the El’Dresi.
The El’Dresi pulled back in pain.
Draven came from behind, delivering a cut to the El’Dresi’s leg. Causing the air dragon born to fall to his knee.
“You guys are good, too good. I guess I need a little help,” the El’Dresi said as he pressed a button.
“You talk too much,” Draven said, smacking the El’Dresi.
Gates squeaked open, and the ground began to rumble. Hollows came pouring into the room. Marrows ran on all four, with Spikes trailing just behind them. Bone Devils mixed in with the horde, pushing aside the weaker hollows to get to Draven and Sygvar.
The El’Dresi jumped to his feet and sprinted toward the incoming horde of hollows. Draven and his master raced after him before he could get to safety.
Draven unleashes a cone of fire. Superheating the air as it impacted the El’Dresi.
The El’Dresi conjured a shield of air, deflecting the blast of flames. And letting the momentum push him up and over the horde of hollows. He disappeared in the wave of bodies, crackling like a madman.
“Damn it,” Sygvar hissed. “Draven, stay close to me.”
Draven drew near his master. Only a few feet away from him.
“We’re going to clear a path towards the computer terminal. I want you to have Ari download the files off of it.” Sygvar yelled over the horde of hollows. His sword was ablaze with fire as he sliced throw a Marrow.
“The base will self-destruct in five minutes,” a voice boomed from speakers in the room.
“That bastard! Draven, don’t hold back! When need to get to that console!” Sygvar’s voice warped and deepened as his body transformed. His exosuit became more organic, melding to his body like a second skin. Wings and a tail sprouted from his back. His fingers and toes sharped into claws, and flames manifested on his arms and as a crown of fire above his head. Sygvar flew into the mob of feral mutants, becoming a living storm of fire and death.
Draven underwent a less impressive transformation. The red glow from the Sygaldry and flames manifested as jets along his arms and legs. The Hollows before him slowed as he sped up his perception time.
Plums of fire rocketed Draven into the horde of Hollows, following his master. His sword glowed as he sliced throw the feral mutants. The Marrows and Spikes were cut down like butter, but the Bone Devils were still challenging. But they were cut down in a few strikes while Draven was in his enhanced state.
The duo gradually cut their way toward the terminal. That’s when Draven got a spike of danger from the Weave. He was too slow and was slapped across the face by a giant claw. Draven backflipped, distancing himself from the new foe.
This creature was different than the others. This was a Wargoth, a mutant with the power of bone and muscle. Four muscular tentacles protruded from the creature's back. Segmented bone covered the spasming muscles as its tentacles wiped around. It roared, spitting saliva all over the ground. Then charged Draven, its four claws shaving the metal flooring.
Draven kicked the creature in the face, sending out a current of fire.
The Wargoth went sailing towards Sygvar. It lashed out its tentacles at the Master Al’Manti.
Sygvar’s blade ignited in flames, and it blurred, severing the Wargoth’s tentacles.
Draven came up from behind, stepping on telekinetic steps. He then rocketed downwards onto the Wargoth with a jet of flames. He concentrated, his flames burning hotter and hotter. Eventually ultimately shifting from their reddish yellow hue to a bright blue. His blade cracked the bone exoskeleton around the Wargoth’s skull, bathing the creature’s brain in blue flames.
The creature thrashed about in pain, then went still.
“Draven, go get the data!”
“On it,” Draven said as he sprinted to the console. He took out a cable from the back of the neck of his exosuit and plugged it into the console. “Ari download all the data from the storage.”
File after file zipped past Draven’s hud for his exosuit. The download only took a second to finish.
“I’m done, but the data must be decrypted,” Ari said.
“That’s fine,” Draven then unplug the cable leading from his suit to the console. He then ran over to his master, “All done.”
“Good,” Sygvar picked Draven up and then took to the sky with his wings. Above the increasing number of Hollows, Sygvar sped towards the exit. The hollows raged as they chased after the air-born duo. Quickly they exited the base, landing on Tywen’s back.
“Take to the sky, quickly!” Sygvar yelled as he set Draven down.
Tywen beat his wings, and they rapidly ascended. Soon after they left the ground, hollows poured out of the El’Dresi base. They swarmed the area they had just been. Then an explosion destroyed the hill the base was built into and the flora around it.
Draven opened his status and instantly dumped nine path points into his path.
You have completed the Way Al’Manti of the Al’Manti Path!
+9 Attribute Points
New Feat: The Way of the Al’Manti New Class: Al’Manti Disciple
Draven click on his new feat and class. They both popped up as screens in his mind.
The Way of the Al’Manti (Tier 1) Grants: +1 INT** +1 FIN +1 WIS
+1 STR +1 DEX +1 CON
+1 SPR +1 AFF +1 FOR
Al’Manti Disciple **You have graduated from your training as a adept and are now ready to become a disciple. As a disciple you have mastered the basics of controlling you mind, body, and soul. You have learned a martial art of the Al’Manti and your skill at it has been deemed satisfactory. But there is still more work to be done. Grants: +1 Mind Attribute per level +1 Body Attribute per level +1 Soul Attribute per level +1 Attribute point every 3rd level
Core Talents: Mind Supremacy Body Supremacy Soul Supremacy Al’Manti 5th Blade Kata
Draven then opened his new status.
Name: Draven Althorne Age: 18
Ancestory: Fire Dragon Born (Tier 1 - LV 3)
Class: Al’Manti Disciple (Tier 1 - LV 0)
Sub Class 1: Locked Sub Class 2: Locked Sub Class 3: Locked
Feats: None
- Mind Attributes - INT: 17 / 18 FIN: 14 / 15 WIS: 11 / 12
- Body Attributes - STR: 19 / 20 DEX: 17 / 18 CON: 16 / 17
- Soul Attributes - SPR: 12 / 13 AFF: 14 / 15 FOR: 19 / 20
Attribute Points: 9
- Essences - Stamina: 129 / 129 Vitality: 150 / 150 Mana: 135 / 135
- Talents: 5 / 9 - Draconic Pyromancy LV 6 Mind Supremacy LV 7 Body Supremacy LV 8 Soul Supremacy LV 6 Al’Manti 5th Blade Kata LV 7
Path: None Path Points: 26 Paths Available: 8
Release Schedule: M-W-F at 5 am PDT/PST.
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In 2020, I moved over 6 hours away from my hometown in Southern Ontario to attend University up north. I moved into my down with my best friend from high school whom I had known for years. In this building, it is important to note that it has been around since the school was first built however it is frequently renovated and worked on because it more often than normal, catches fire (more details later).
So, to set the scene: it's 2020, mid-pandemic and I had just been discharged from the army. My best friend and I had applied for the same university major and had decided that if we got in that we would live together. Well, sure enough, we got in and the only dorm that could accommodate our room request (i.e. moving into the same apartment with separate bedrooms) was situated directly across from a hospice. and for those that don't know a hospice is a medical facility where people go when they are close to death to live out the end of their lives in as much comfort as possible. This hospice was the only view out of our small windows and was the only one in our area.
Now, as I mentioned earlier, the building frequently caught fire, but what was odd and worth mentioning about it, was that it only caught fire in apartment #5 on any given floor. My best friend and I lived on the 5th floor in the 5th apartment for 2 years even throughout the summer and fortunately, we never had a fire, but frequently found ourselves having to accommodate firefighters and other workers entering our rooms due to the smoke and water damage from various different fires from random floors directly above us. Along with my BFF, I had two other roommates who were very vocal about when they were home or not (we had a group chat), and for all these experiences they were never home. or even in the city for that matter. My BFF and I both got jobs working at a Lvl 1 Trauma Center as nightshift security and thus paranormal stuff didn't scare us as we frequently were forced to work in the morgue and even witness people die on a daily basis, with whole bunch of other things happening (maybe stories for another time).
The main experience that happened early on was when my BFF and I both awoke to hear someone going through our cupboards and garbage in the kitchen, which was right against my bedroom wall, thus making it super loud. it was about 1pm and because we were on night shift, it was our version of 1am. So, thinking my best friend had gotten up oddly early I went to talk to her, but when I opened my door there was no one. I woke her up quietly and we searched the entire apartment and hallways with whatever we could use as weapons. There was no one but everything was open, our fridge, the oven, drawers, and cabinets. As well, our garbage had been thrown across the room. All the breakers in our apartment had been switched off as well, which we didn't discover at first. It is important to mention that the only entry into our apartment, that being the front door, automatically locked when closed so it was most definitely locked 24/7. I called building security and no one had been seen on camera entering our dorm except for my BFF and me around 8am after we had gotten off work at the hospital. there was no explanation for who had done this but still, they took our statements and said they'd do patrols, they never found more information.
Over 3 months later, it was summer and my BFF and I had been 2 of 11 people left in the building over the summer, with the rest being mostly just international students who could afford to do quarantine protocols again in September as it took 2 weeks. We were the only ones on our floor but regularly heard stomping outside in the hall but neither of us never saw anyone through our peephole or even when we often heard knocks on the front door, however when we checked, no one every time. So aside from the knocking and stomping, super quiet summer except for one morning. I'll never forget it it shook us to the bone.
It was 10am and my roommate and I were asleep after work. I never locked my bedroom door as my bff loved to come in and hang all the time but for some reason, I locked it that entire week. and good thing too because I awoke to frantic and I mean FRANTIC knocking- no pounding on my bedroom door. I was obviously super disoriented as I had just finished a 12 hour shift a few hours earlier, but I saw two dark shadows under the door resembling feet. I figured my bff needed something and woke up but I called out before getting up because I was annoyed to be awake this early. The feet stayed unmoving but the knocking stopped. with a heavy sigh, I got up threw on a sweater and checked the time (it was around 10am), and went to open the door, with the shadows still there I assumed it was my bff. When I put my hand on the handle to unlock it, I heard a thud, and then, worried if my bff had fallen, I threw the door open to see my front door closing as if someone was just leaving. I ran over and saw a completely black figure turn the corner. I followed (my security guard instincts kicking in) but when I turned the corner, nothing. I went back and my roommate asked why I was knocking on the walls like that, she heard it from inside my room on an adjoining shared wall to both our bedrooms. we again called security but only I was seen chasing after nothing on the cameras. After my boyfriend, a firefighter started sleeping over frequently because were both spooked, the fires stopped, and most other things did too. We never had another incident on this level. We moved out after 2 years there and beyond hearing the usual bang, no other issues.
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edit: also important detail I forgot to add is that we had an anti-break-in security stick against our front door while we slept, and they were conveniently moved into the living room or against the wall after these events. we also tested the stick to see if it actually worked and trust me even my firefighter boyfriend and his bff couldn't force their way in

I know that no Waikiki hotel is kids-free, but I'm curious to hear from those who have had good experiences at Waikiki hotel pool areas with regard to kids. I stayed at Beachcomber last time, and there were way too many kids at the pool jumping and splashing and screaming. Any recommendations for peaceful pool time? Thanks in advance!