Somebody correct me, but from what I've seen it goes something like this:

1. The Kenshi (I'll call the gameworld's planet/moon that way for convenience) has an axial tilt of about 45 degrees, though I'm not sure with a 16-8 hour day-night cycle and perfect east-west sunrise-sunset alignment.
2. Kenshi, the other planet and the other moon are all tidally locked with each other, meaning none of them move in relation to each other, which quite frankly is already an impossible combination, since lack of rotation would cause them to collapse on each other (maybe that's the real reason Kenshi was abandoned?)
3. They are located 45 degrees NE at an angle of about 30 degrees above the horizon.
4. Both the planet and the moon experience full eclipse at night and their shadow points straight at the system's star, which again is so serious black magicks on two fronts. For once, it's impossible for Kenshi to fully shield the star's light, especially since the other moon isn't aligned in a straight line and secondly, because of how atmosphere works, the planets shouldn't appear to be lit up in a straight line, but in a curve.
5. Either way, even then it means that each of Kenshi's day-night cycle is actually... a year. Yeah, the year on Kenshi is actually only 24 hours.
6. Cosmic background (not the radiation one) rotates around Kenshi at 45 degrees SE, meaning... the sun rotates around Kenshi and the other two stellar objects, because otherwise the movement of the night sky and the local star would've be aligned to a high degree.

In short, it's a mess, Chris can't into astronomy and I need ibuprofen.
Thoughts?

I've seen so many people, (including the my past gf's) handle REJECTION and getting dumped in the WORST possible way. Fact of the matter is, it was a relationship, it DIDN'T work out, handle yourself like a mature responsible ADULT and accept it. But honestly most people just can't, regardless of it making things SUBSTANTIALLY worse. I'm breaking up with a girl right now, we've been together 5 yrs, God bless her but we weren't compatible at all. It basically turned into a hostage situation with her extreme insecurities sabotaging our love. Never EVER even REMOTELY was unfaithful to her, yet her toxic fears really drove a wedge between us. Anyways to say it kindly, She doesn't handle rejection well at all. Since I've moved out, she messages literally ALL day and all night. I don't even read them, she knows I don't read them yet she still keeps messaging. Just this maniacal insane rant full of self-pity, criticism, hatred, animosity, manipulation anything and everything. I would block her but they're still important stuff to be gone over as far as property, negotiations on assets that we may have co-owned, etc. Long story short everything she is doing, is making her substantially more unattractive. It just bolsters my position and I don't have any doubts and I'm not second-guessing myself, furthermore it's motivation to stay and get as far away from her as possible. I see a lot of people making this mistake, not as extreme as in her case granted but nonetheless handling breakups in the worst way possible and the most unattractive way. The worst thing to do is to loathe and self-pity, trying to convince that person to get back with you. Or stalking them passively on social media, calling texting anything like that. It has the complete OPPOSITE affect that you want it to. It's basic psychology, people want what they can't have. And people are very unattracted to negativity and weakness it doesn't matter who you are, there are no exceptions here. Negativity in any way shape or form is repulsive, it is not attractive in the least bit. If you are still madly in love with your ex and they dumped you, and you want to be attractive to them again. Do the COMPLETE OPPOSITE of what you feel like doing. ACCEPT the situation. Write them off completely, I don't care if you have to pretend like they passed away do it. Another huge mistake people make is they feed the depression. They lay around and stare at their screen for hours not getting up and doing anything or taking part in any activities. After a breakup your brain is in crisis mode, the only thing your brain wants is things to be the same way that they were, to start the process of healing you HAVE to start working on yourself, IMMEDIATELY. I know it feels like your world has ended and that you're never going to get over this but you will, the sun will shine on you again, YOU'RE NOT going to feel this way forever. Our minds, have a way of using fear against us and making us believe and assume the worst. We believe that we are genuinely going to feel this despair and heartache for the rest of time, it's complete nonsense. Physical activity and exercise will stimulate other parts of your brain and give you endorphins that will help you not to feel so terrible. If you can get up and just start moving and focus on ANYTHING else you will IMMEDIATELY feel better. Start the process of investing in yourself, obviously investing in your relationship is going to be futile from now on. If you write your ex off COMPLETELY and start going to the gym, working on yourself, writing that book you've always wanted to, getting a tan, getting a haircut, getting your nails done with the girls, etc. I guarantee you your ex is going to wonder what you are doing, and if they catch wind that you are building yourself up they will be substantially more attracted to you. And by the time you're completely over them and learning to love yourself I promise they will probably try to crawl back to you. And at that time you probably won't even want them anymore. Take IMMEDIATE AND MASSIVE ACTION and you will feel substantially better. Bring your focus back from dwelling on the past again and again and again. It's going to take PRACTICE. Mental habits are just the same as physical habits, and your ex is a mental habit. Break that habit with healthy consistency. Your FEELINGS are f#cking YOU. Do the opposite of what you feel like. Get out of your depressing environment get up go out meet some new people, dip your toes in different pools and see how you like the water. You can find that life, will be really fun if you're not particularly committed to anybody at first. Play the field and see what fits you best. FOR THE LOVE OF GOD quit talking about your EX. As far as your concerned they have literally passed away. LET IT GO, ACCEPT IT, INVEST IN YOURSELF, and you will find happiness again and be Very attractive to your ex and others very soon I promise. I sincerely hope this helps 🙏
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Hi all, I'm aiming to self publish by the end of the year and I'd love to hear some reactions to my opening chapter. Thanks for your time.
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The great bull dropped a hoof in the grass, splattering mud upon its lower leg. A dark nose lowered to the ground and sniffed at the foliage, before lazily grabbing a mouthful and chewing contentedly. A second creature, its fur lighter brown, stepped beside the first, and the bull lowed a greeting to his mate. Seven feet tall at the shoulder, and weighing nearly a ton, the aurochs were the largest cattle that had ever existed.
Obscured by nearby foliage, the paw of a mammalian hunter lightly stepped in the mud. Intelligent amber eyes regarded the aurochs, joined a moment later by a second pair, the carnivore’s hunting partner. The two painted wolves walked on tall, spindly legs, absorbed auditory information through wide, spoon-shaped ears, and, most strikingly, looked as if their bodies had been splashed with a mosaic of tan, black, and white hues – the inspiration for their namesake. The wolves were smaller than the immense cattle, standing only a couple of feet tall – but they were exceptional hunters.
The second of the pair stepped forward, snapping a twig under its paw. The aurochs looked up, alert. The male shook his head, displaying his horns.
Their cover blown, the wolves burst from the undergrowth, rushing the aurochs. The cattle bellowed in surprise, and the male rose to his hind legs, bringing his front hooves crashing down. The nimble predators leapt out of harm’s way, yipping and harassing their prey.
A howl distracted the canines, and they instantly perked up. A third wolf emerged from the bushes behind the aurochs – though she was much larger, standing even taller than the cattle. The pups yipped in excitement – this was the alpha, their mother. With her joining the hunt, their prey stood no chance.
“Oi! Trentus!” A man sitting atop the bull eyed the wolves in disgust. “Your mutts are harassing my cows again! Get them under control, for once!”
The mother wolf trotted past the two aurochs, who paid her no mind, and sternly nudged her puppies away. A moment later, a young boy, no older than eleven, rushed to the scene. “Sorry!” he called. “It won’t happen again!”
The aurochs rider simply rolled his eyes and steered the cattle forward, continuing to till the field.
The boy, dressed in simple rags, his skin lying somewhere between truly dark and truly light, turned his attention to the two smaller dogs, which were sitting sheepishly in their mother’s shadow. “Fenrir! Amarok!” Trentus said sternly, and the puppies shrank at the reprimand. “You know you’re not supposed to chase the aurochs!” Trentus managed to keep his stern façade for a few more seconds before he dropped to his knees and widened his arms. “All right, that’s enough. You’re still good dogs!”
The two animals merrily bounded into him, knocking the laughing boy over. As Trentus attempted to push the puppies off, their gargantuan mother tenderly lowered her head and sniffed the much smaller human. Trentus fearlessly lifted his arms and rubbed the canine’s ears. “Yes, Lupa, you were a good girl. Thanks for keeping them out of trouble.”
Seemingly satisfied, Lupa lifted her head and walked away from the smaller three, across the lush green fields of Kalosi. Modest wooden houses and barns in the center of the settlement were surrounded on all sides by fields of tropical crops, ranging from sugarcane and pineapple to muddy ponds of taro. Encompassing the entire community was thick jungle, unbroken save for a small dirt road, used for bringing goods in and out.
Mirovia was oft regarded as a vast, wild, and exotic expanse, with any civilized settlements being few and far between. All but the largest cities ran the risk of being swallowed by nature. Even by these standards, Kalosi was small and isolated. A particularly tiny town, in the middle of what most scholars referred to as ‘nowhere,’ it was born due to its proximity to a fresh spring that created ideal conditions for growing certain crops. Outsiders often found the thought of living in such an isolated region stifling, but most of Kalosi’s residents enjoyed a peaceful existence alongside nature.
Trentus ran across the fields, the dogs Amarok and Fenrir on his heels. Older residents walked around him: gathering crops, hauling cargo on domesticated aurochs, or scattering food to the colorful microraptors that ran beneath their feet. Larger, adult painted wolves strolled along the jungle’s edge, following the commands of men and women armed with crossbows: security, to ensure that roving predators thought twice before paying a visit.
“Trentus!” a stern voice rang out. Now it was the boy’s turn to sheepishly shrink. He meandered towards a small pond, where farmers were pulling taro plants from the knee-deep water. One of these was a middle-aged woman, similar features belying relation to Trentus. Lupa the great wolf lay in a sunny patch of grass beside the pond.
“Yes, mom?” Trentus asked.
The woman placed her hands on her hips. “What are you doing, running around already? Don’t you have work to do?”
“I already completed my section of the harvest!”
“Oh, really?”
“Yes! Five baskets’ full! I worked very hard.” Trentus pouted at her skepticism.
Anai’s frown turned to a smile, and she relaxed. “Okay, I’m sorry for pestering you. You’re a very good worker, you know that?”
“So I can go play?” he asked impatiently, gesturing at his dogs.
“Yes,” said Anai with a grin. “And how are the pups behaving today?”
“Not very well,” Trentus admitted. “They were bothering the aurochs again. Lupa had to step in.” The larger wolf raised her head lazily at the mention of her name.
Anai chuckled. “Don’t worry about that. Lupa’s the best painted wolf I’ve ever seen. She’ll straighten those two pups out, and they’ll turn into very responsible adults.” She wiped her hands dry on her shirt, stepped out of the pond, and ruffled her son’s hair. “Kind of like someone else I know, eh?” Trentus grumbled as he unsuccessfully tried to dodge her touch, and the woman then gave Lupa a friendly scratch behind the ears, who thumped her tail in appreciation. “While learning proper training for your dogs is important, Trentus, much more important to me is that you continue to grow your bond with them. Remember to always be kind to animals, and they’ll repay you in loyalty and kindness themselves. That’s how people became friends with these wolves, after all: we feed and take care of them, and in return they’re our companions, and help protect the village.”
Trentus smirked and crossed his arms. “I know this, mom. And I’m already great friends with Fenrir and Amarok. Just you wait – once they’re grown and large enough to ride, I’m going to join the beast hunts to fight off monsters and protect the town!”
Anai bit her lip and looked down at this. “What’s wrong?” Trentus pushed. “Look, I know you don’t like the beast hunts, but they’re for a good reason!”
“You know how I feel about the culls,” she said quietly. “And you know I don’t agree with them.”
“But if they’re helping–”
“The culls don’t target individual creatures that have attacked villages. They target entire species of animal, including creatures that have never harassed a person before. Hunters break into dens, attack babies, and use this as an excuse to kill the mother when she tries to protect her children. The entire practice is barbaric. Which side do you think are the real monsters in this scenario, Trentus?”
Trentus had raised his hands placatively, trying to stop his mother from falling into a rant. “Okay, okay, I get it. I won’t talk about it anymore.”
Anai sighed. “Just promise me you’ll keep in mind, Trentus, that people used to see our painted wolves as bloodthirsty beasts before we learned we could tame them. Beast hunts in the past would target and kill all the wolves they could find – including the puppies.”
Trentus stared at his two companions. “Seriously?”
“Yes. I think a lot of animals are deeper and more intelligent than people believe – what we call monsters may have, well, a soul.” Anai locked eyes with her son. “But don’t be mistaken, Trentus. Animals may not be evil, but they can be very, very dangerous. Any beast you find in the wild is not automatically going to be your friend – it may take time and lots of work to gain a beast’s loyalty, if it can be gained at all.” She sighed. “So yes, the danger is very real. I just think there are ways of handling it besides violence.”
Anai shook her head and smiled at her son. “Sorry if I got too serious there. Are you going to spend the rest of your day playing with your dogs?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“Great. Have fun!” Trentus began to scamper off, when she called him back. “Wait, Trentus! I made you a pack!” She pointed to a small hide pouch in the grass, tied to a belt. “There are snacks inside, and veris leaves in case you get a scrape.”
“Thanks, mom!” Trentus tied the pack around his waist and took off running, Fenrir and Amarok bounding after him.
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The sun sunk behind emerald hills, casting long shadows on the town of Kalosi and bathing its fields in brilliant orange light.
Atop a watchtower on the settlement’s edge, a sentry placed an oliphant horn to their lips and let out a long, low blow. Any farmers still out in the fields looked up at this, some sighing in relief. Trentus, sitting on a log near the forest’s edge as he sketched one of the town’s domestic microraptors, sighed instead in disappointment. His model, a colorful bird-like creature pecking the ground, squawked in surprise.
The sun was falling, and soon it would be too dark to continue their work. Furthermore, the jungle’s carnivores became active at night, and no one wanted to contend with them. On the city’s perimeter, the guards chatted and laughed as they headed towards the town, their great painted wolves trotting behind them.
“Trentus! Time to come inside!” The boy’s mother waved from across the field.
“Okay! I’m coming!” Trentus closed his sketchbook, and his four-winged model skittered for the nearest tree, scaling the bark to roost for the night. Trentus called for his two wolves, who were lounging nearby, and they ran for the houses on the other side of the fields. Ensuring he was coming, Anai turned back to the buildings with a smile.
Halfway to the houses, Trentus froze. “Ah! My pouch!” He looked back and saw the bag leaning against the log he had been using. He sprinted back to retrieve it, the confused dogs in tow.
Trentus reached the jungle’s edge and secured the bag around his waist. Before he could do anything more, however, the sound of growling entered his ears. Trentus stared at Fenrir and Amarok in surprise, who were snarling at the darkness of the trees, their hackles raised to full height.
Trentus peered into the forest, whose thick canopy blocked nearly all of dusk’s dim light. Trentus shivered, feeling as if ice water were trickling down his spine.
Trentus tried to control his breathing. Ever so slowly, he took one step back. Then two. His eyes never left the void of shadow that the wolves were focused on.
One of the guards, halfway to the village, glanced back and noticed the boy. “Hey, you! Kid! We’re heading in for the night, c’mon!”
Trentus flinched at the call, but didn’t dare to tear his eyes from the undergrowth. He took another step backwards.
The guard groaned and turned to her companions. “I’ve got this. You go on.” She started jogging towards Trentus.
The boy’s eyes widened as he saw the jungle shadows shift. His breaths grew quick and panicky. “Amarok,” he squeaked. “Fenrir. Come here.”
“Kid! What are you doing?” The guard’s cry was still distant, though growing closer.
The shadows exploded from the foliage, a dark mass filling Trentus’ vision. He reactively collapsed, which inadvertently saved him as the entity sailed overhead. Fenrir and Amarok snarled and leapt onto the mass, latching onto its side and biting down. The beast unleashed a deep, mammalian yowl.
“Moorbeast!” The guard screamed.
Trentus’ mind raced. The moorbeast cat. He had heard of these. Even glimpsed one, when he was eight. One had wandered uncomfortably close to the village when farmers were still in the fields. He had heard a commotion, and looked up in time to see the guards chase a giant black cat into the trees. That event was odd, though. The cats were usually nocturnal. They preferred to hunt at night.
Or at dusk.
Trentus stared in horror as the great black beast leapt up and down, trying to shake the young wolves off. The creature was enormous, standing nearly ten feet tall at the shoulder. Its visage was lynx-like, with pointed ears, a short tail, and jet-black spots that could be made out even against its dark pelt. Far more muscular than a standard lynx, however, the beast was squatter and incredibly bulky, with hardly any neck and a muscular hunch atop its shoulders. Trentus heard shouting, and saw the contingent of guards and full-grown wolves charging in their direction.
The moorbeast managed to reach far enough behind itself to grab Amarok in its jaws, and flung the small dog to the ground. Trentus gasped in terror. Amarok whimpered and unsuccessfully tried to stand, as the great beast advanced upon him.
An adult wolf bolted across the field, charging past the others, and rammed into the cat. The moorbeast was thrown off course, the impact also jarring off Fenrir, who ran to his brother’s side. Lupa positioned herself between the cat and her puppies, staring down her foe. The moorbeast hissed. The full-grown wolf was just as long as the cat, but shorter and nowhere near as bulky. The dogs were built for agility, while the moorbeast was built for taking down large prey. Trentus knew a one-on-one fight wasn’t ideal, but reinforcements were coming.
The cat snarled again, and charged Lupa. She conceded, latching her jaws around the moorbeast’s neck as the larger beast fought to throw her to the ground. Trentus realized he was far too close to the battle and hastily scrambled backwards, towards the treeline. He struggled to rise but stumbled as his foot became tangled in vines. He frantically fought to free himself.
The moorbeast was still attempting to wrap its jaws around Lupa’s neck when an arrow hit its shoulder. The creature yowled, ripped away from the wolf, and turned to the town. The guards were now close enough to start firing, their wolves mere seconds away.
Trentus managed to wrench his foot free, and stumbled to his feet.
Several more dogs arrived, snapping and snarling at the cat. Sensing it was outnumbered, the animal hissed and stepped backwards. As more arrows sailed overhead, it turned back to the forest, locking eyes with the only thing standing between it and shelter.
“Run!” Trentus heard the guard scream. He did.
The moorbeast charged after him, and both were swallowed by the foliage.
Calls of screaming guards and barking dogs were drowned out in Trentus’ ears, replaced only by the sound of the great beast crashing through greenery behind him. Trentus panted in terror as he ducked beneath gnarled roots and weaved between draping vines. His small size was the only thing saving him from certain death, as the feline had to pause for precious seconds to tear through each obstacle.
Near blinded by fear and the fading light, Trentus couldn’t see the plant-covered cliff edge until the ground vanished beneath him, and he was tumbling down a slope. The moorbeast leapt after him and found itself freefalling as well. Trentus landed in a patch of brambles, leaves and stems scratching at his face. He heard a thud as the cat landed in the mud a few feet away. As it slowly clambered to its feet, the boy quickly pushed further into the bushes, hitting the cliff wall. He located a small enclave in the rock face, and squeezed as deeply into it as he could. Breathlessly, Trentus watched the great beast rise to its full height. Its movements were slow, as if the fall had harmed it. The arrow still sprouted from its right shoulder.
As his eyes adjusted to the dark space, Trentus saw that the cliff face surrounded them on all sides, and he realized he had fallen into a pit, one over thirty feet deep. Small streams of water trickled into the hole, leaving the floor damp and muddy before continuing deeper into the earth through a small crack in the wall. Excellent – now even if he wasn’t killed by the cat, he’d have to scale a thirty-foot slope.
He focused back on the moorbeast. Its breathing was laborious, its head hung low. The animal seemed to be in pain. As he watched it, the cat suddenly turned to face Trentus. He stifled a gasp.
The animal limped to the brambles and sniffed the plants that had broken Trentus’ fall. It followed the scent to the enclave. Trentus pushed as far back into it as he could, closing his eyes out of fear. When he opened them again, the moorbeast was staring directly at him.
Trentus gasped, and the cat stuck a paw into the enclave, trying to reach him. “No! Get back!” Trentus kicked at the paw, and the moorbeast retracted it, before trying to squeeze its head into the hole, as if it thought its bulk would fit. “I said go!” Trentus planted a kick directly on its face, and the cat pulled back with a grumble. Trentus watched as the animal walked through the brambles again, paced a couple of times around the pit’s walls, and paused to lap at the stream running through the center. After this, the animal headed back to Trentus’ enclave, and peered in once more.
“I – said – go!” Trentus screamed, and delivered another kick to the peering face. The cat gave another unhappy yowl, and limped to the far side of the pit. Trentus watched as it regarded the cliff face, before it crouched and leapt. The beast scrambled at the wall, but its strength seemed to give out, and it fell back to the ground, mud and dirt cascading over it. The cat shook the dirt off and leapt again, scrambling for purchase, but again collapsed, landing on its side. Trentus watched as dark mass’s side rose and fell with its breath. It was another full minute before the cat moved further. It painfully rose to its feet, looking ever weaker, and once more plodded to the stream. It lapped at the water, took one last glance towards Trentus, and flopped onto its side.
Trentus leaned against the stone. He couldn’t go out there, not with that monster, and even if he could, how would he escape? The walls were steep, slick, and didn’t look to have any good handholds. He absentmindedly wondered if this was once dug as a hunting pit, but then abandoned or forgotten.
Exhausted both mentally and physically, Trentus closed his eyes and felt sleep quickly overtake him.

We just completed our 6 day cruise out of Miami on the Horizon. Our stops included Ocho Rios, Grand Cayman and Cozumel. First things first - my wife and I do not drink.
Boarding process in Miami. Got to the port around 930am for a 10am boarding. It was crazy with people everywhere. We had FTTF, so we got on around 1120am, even though we had a 10am boarding time. For those that like marijuana this is what we experienced. Dogs - had to walk past a single dog to go to the waiting area. In that waiting area, 2 guys were walking dogs around that said narcotics please don’t pet. We heard one of the handlers say something like, he hit on that group over there, but then he released. All in all we saw (3) people with dogs, so this is legit. I had thc gummies with me in my checked luggage, mixed in with toiletries - got thru no problem. They are legal in Michigan where I live, we are not obnoxious on them and we do not drink booze.
The Boat - typical Carnival boat, as we had been on the Breeze before. Red Rum, blue iguana, guys burgers etc on lido deck. We did purchase bottomless bubbles for all (3) of us. I drink bubly and this was hit or miss at the bars. The coffee shop always had them and they were included (lime, blackberry and grapefruit) At the shows - they had Soda Water and that was included. We ended up drinking close to 100 bubly over the 6 days.
Cookie the cruise director was awesome. He is high energy, makes everyone feel welcome and wants everyone to enjoy themselves and step out of their comfort zone. Couple key highlights the love and marriage show and the quest shows are hilarious if u don’t offend easily.
We played bingo a couple days, laid out in the sun, hit some shows and ate decent food. Not great food, not terrible food. You have to learn to make the best of it.
Ports
Ocho Rios Had never been and was not my thing. Very dirty. Probably won’t be back. We did a beach exscursion that included lunch and transportation. Excursion was good, not great.
Grand Cayman Love Grand Cayman. Have been there several times and always enjoy the shopping and downtown area. We did not do any excursions in GC, just shopped and had a bite to eat.
Cozumel Had never been to Cozumel (Cancun several times). Liked the port and we did a vip dolphin excursion. Highlight of the trip by far, but we all loved the interaction. Bought the pics as well for the (3) of us.
Back in port, customs was facial recognition only. We lined up at 7am and we we’re off the boat, at Miami airport getting car and in Fort Lauderdale by 8am.
All in all a great vacation!

This is a repost from a day or two ago, I accidentally had friend requests via Discord off! Sorry.
Hey y'all, I mostly go by Ashy online, I'm from Germany and currently experiencing some major burn-out with gaming as a hobby; nothing I touch really sticks with me, and I think it's due to me barely having people to play games with or to talk about games with.
My recent few games I've sat down and actually played loads of:
- Grim Dawn (Currently doing a first run, Lv40)
- Shantae series (Metroidvania)
- Sun Haven (Farm game)
- Vampire Survivors
If I had to pick a certain type of game I'm attracted to it'd most likely be stat-risers, anything that makes you feel like a god eventually (though not making it so the path itself to get there is too hard. I know, a lot to ask for). Things in that kind of spectrum that I've been interested in are Warframe, Path of Exile, etc., but at the end of the day I'm not too choosy on what I get my hands on.
If you can suggest me any game(s) to play with others (or even try out myself) feel free to add me on Discord, that's where I'll respond the quickest: Ashy#0999
EUs preferred, as NAs just naturally don't align with my schedule. Thanks for reading!

It's your typical teen problem. So I just came into a point where I just think I'm absolutely unlovable. I've been trying to win over a partner for so long now but it just never really works out. Every time I try to woo a partner I make sure I try my hardest and invest the most effort I can just to win their affection. I will spend time and energy just to help them whenever I can, do things I've never done before just to earn their trust and earn relativism with the. Even when I'm tired, I'll still puff myself up just to serve them. But it just NEVER works out, Iam honestly super fucking frustrated. Like, holy fucking shit, I keep getting hit with those "You're worth it, any girl would be lucky to have you" "thank you soo much for the efforts and time you give me, but I just don't feel a spark" it is driving me insane. Whether it's a lie or not, I just want to be desired by people I love. I keep telling myself "Don't worry, you'll end up with someone better" "Keep moving forward, you'll someday find something new to fight for" but it appears that whenever happiness is there, it is always bound to be followed by pain. I'm starting to have suicidal thoughts just because of it, but don't worry, I love living, like seeing my parents and siblings smiling or getting to feel the warmth of the sun. I just convince myself to keep moving and remind myself that "love" is giving everything you have just for a bit of attention. What's makes this harder for me is that some of my friends will LITERALLY be chosen in just a matter of days, with just showing relatively lower amount of effort. It's almost as if the world is trying to tell me something.

Would you say if very low water is seen in the chart they may be less emotionally inclined or driven/empathetic, low fire maybe lower physical energy or presence? Low air I have seen people have difficulty in communicating and generation of ideas so to speak. Low earth they may be flighty, inefficient, possibly not known for practicality?
I know some people have a low percentage less than 10 even 5% of an element, what do you think it applies if you have absolutely 0, no signs, MAYBE one asteroid or a Node in say Virgo? I know Nodes play their role, but as far as the first five and the outer planets?
How would it affect you if you’ve no planets in the signs but a personal planet fire stellium in a house ruled by an earth sign (say Aries in 6th)? Are you using Placidus or whole house system in your interpretation?
Happy to remove it if it is too separate of a question within the question but also with this -what if while missing the element through the planets and signs, you still have a heavily aspected Mercury where does that tie into Virgo?
The examples above are off of a chart** that is mostly fire and air, then water. It is very clear said person in real life, you see the missing earth. Riling up then burning out would apply before consistency would. Self control is still high, and can be fairly reserved but in general missing the element I think for those who know the person they recognise it as soon as they hear it! What do all of you think/have seen?
**example chart used is Pisces Sun and Jupiter 5H Moon, Ascendant in Libra, 1H Mercury, Mars and Saturn Aries 6H Venus, Uranus, Neptune Aquarius 4H Pluto Sagittarius 12H Retrograde (+Lilith Libra in 12H) N. Node Virgo 11H
First post so I hope it fits the rules. Thank you in advance for reading and participating if you do! I know factors come from everywhere and interpretations too, I just always think of what else could come into play so as detached as this question can be - hope there is no text limit! *Disclaimer I have used this chart for the example but am not asking for personal interpretation - I read the rules! Just trying to pair specifics in case it will spark a point to make on the circumstance! Thank you! I have learned so much from everyone here!

Black Panther
Volume 3: Beyond the Horizon
Issue #36: To the Moon, featuring the Amazing Spider-Man
Written by u/PresidentWerewolf
Edited by u/FrostFireFive & u/DarkLordJurasus
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“You don’t have much time.” Shuri paced the width of the downed Wakandan transport and back again, stopping for a moment to stare out the jagged hole in its flank. Behind her, the hazy bulb of light on the horizon, perhaps Chicago, perhaps a smaller, closer city, drove the twinkling stars away.
“I have to bring you home. That is my duty, but then you show me this,” she said, gesturing to the Vibranium Atlas displayed on the cracked screen. As they looked at it, it began to flicker.
“We need to download that,” Ross said. “Main power is failing.”
T’Challa was already on it. As he tapped buttons in sequence, the Atlas faded and was replaced by a progress bar that swiftly filled from left to right.
“See? And we didn’t even have to ‘sweat it out’ at ninety-nine percent like in your American action movies.”
As he said that, the lights went dead around them, and the computer blinked off.
“American action movies are what prepared me for all of this,” Ross laughed. “I’ve been on the road with Chuck Norris of Wakanda for the last year.”
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“I am still somewhat weakened, but I am regaining strength quickly,” T’Challa said. “Okoye may not be so lucky, as she is not empowered by the herb.”
Okoye huffed an obscenely annoyed breath. “Losing half my blood brought me down to your level!”
T’Challa laughed. It was a good sound that put the rest of the crew at ease. It put him at ease as well. Even Shuri cracked a half-smile, though it didn’t last long.
“The Council knows that we have tracked you. They may believe that it took some time to catch you, but they won’t believe that you got away for good. They will be expecting us home within twenty-four hours.”
“And yet, we will not be going home, and they will believe that we got away for good,” T’Challa said.
Shuri’s eyebrows went up with interest. “So you have a plan.”
“I had a plan. Once the Atlas was complete, I was going to return to Wakanda and convince the Council to track down any significant stores of Vibranium that existed outside our borders. Now, however…”
“You are preoccupied with the line that extends…” Shuri thought about her words carefully. “Off the map.”
“Hence the new plan,” T’Challa said. “We are going to find it.”
Shuri blinked, taken aback. “Find it?”
T’Challa nodded, his eyes gleaming. “We are going to find it.”
“What…what about,” Shuri was now searching for words. “What about Nakia?”
She hit upon the hardest one first. T’Challa flinched, but replied, “I have done nothing but fail that woman. I can’t imagine she even wants to see me.”
“That’s not true,” Shuri said.
“She shouldn’t want to. It is better to give her space for now.”
“Mm,” Shuri said. She gave a hard glance at Okoye, who kept a calm, defiant face. “All right then. What if it goes to the Moon? The Council won’t give you a shuttle.”
T’Challa shook his head. “It is not on the Moon, or even near it. It reaches far, far past our orbit, our moon, even our solar system. Not even Wakanda has a shuttle that can take me that far.”
“Well then, how are you going to go out there?” Shuri asked.
“Uh, she has a point,” Ross said, while Okoye nodded.
“A friend of mine has such a ship,” T’Challa said simply.
“Who?” Ross asked. “You don’t mean Reed Richards?”
“I do.”
“You think he’s just going to give us his spaceship?”
“Of course not,” T’Challa said. “We are going to steal it.”
Nobody seemed to like that idea very much.
“Are you insane?” Okoye said, berating him. “You know what that man is capable of.”
“I don’t actually know what Richards is capable of,” Ross said, “but that scares me even more.”
Shuri shook her head firmly. “You’ll never get it out of there. Doesn’t he have all of his…technology in orbit anyway?”
“Not all of it,” T’Challa said. “The Badoon ship he used to travel the cosmos…not only has Reed restored it to working order, it is in the hangar at the Baxter Building.”
Ross whistled through his teeth. “Look, T’Challa. I said I’d go through anything with you, right?”
T’Challa nodded. “You have acted with great loyalty and bravery, Agent Ross.”
Ross took a deep breath. “You should know, this isn’t any different. If you say we’re storming the Baxter Building, then that’s what we’re doing.”
Okoye nodded. “We are pledged to even your most suicidal of half-baked schemes.”
Ross almost patted her on the shoulder, and then he thought better of it. He looked at T’Challa. “Just tell us you have a really good plan.”
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The next morning: New York City
Sun streamed across the vast floor of the Baxter Building’s hangar, a hundred and twenty stories above the streets. The wind whipped up here, the air cold with a bite, but Susan Storm didn’t feel it. Protected by a partial bubble of invisible force, she lounged on a patio chair in shorts and a buttoned shirt, her hair flowing freely and brushing the ground as she leaned back. A half-finished mimosa sat on the ground, just within reach. A biotech journal lay open on her stomach.
“Hey, Sis?” Johnny Storm, her younger brother, called out from the exit to the main building. His voice echoed within the hangar, but it was almost lost to the wind before it reached Sue.
“Hm?” she sat up, shielding her eyes from the sun.
Johnny walked halfway out to her. “Sorry to bother you. Uh, just looking for…”
Sue sighed. “What? Do the kids need something?”
“No, HERBIE has the kids.”
“Well then what is it?”
“Kinda lost a…”
“What, Johnny?”
Johnny laughed weakly and scratched his head. “A brunette.”
Sue sat up. “Another one?”
“Well, they get up in the morning, and they want to leave,” Johnny said defensively, “or they don’t, but HERBIE scares them, and Reed didn’t put exit directions up like he’s supposed to. It’s a fire hazard, Sue. That’s what it is.”
Sue put her magazine down on the ground and stood up. “Okay, where did you last see her?”
Johnny started to turn red.
“Are you twelve? You know, this wouldn’t happen if you would just walk them out.”
“Well! Well…” Johnny’s mouth worked as he searched for words. “I just…um…wait. What’s that?”
Sue turned around, sighing again in annoyance, but she stopped when she saw it, too. There was an extra shadow on the hangar floor, shaped like another aircraft…There was something hovering above the hangar!
“Johnny, hit the alarm.” As she said it, several figures dropped from above on the hangar floor. They landed easily, four of them, silently, their dark profiles making them seem like mere shadows themselves.
One of them stepped forward, halfway out of the light so that his features could be seen.
“T’Challa?” Johnny said.
T’Challa pointed. “Steal it! Steal the ship! Steal it before they catch us!” The rest of his group ran for one of the vehicles in the hangar.
“What the actual hell!” Johnny yelled. He immediately burst into flame, and blasted off after them. The sudden burst of hot air blew hard against Sue, making her hair fly up and causing her to stumble back.
“Gah! Johnny,” she coughed. When she looked up, T’Challa’s team had already flown out over the city, and Johnny had gone after them. But it didn’t make sense. “Why would T’Challa steal the Fantasticar?”
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The Fantasticar, though seemingly not much more than a platform with seats on it, was as agile as any aircraft. In many ways, it was superior. Inertial dampeners made sharp corners easy and smoothed the bumps out during hard acceleration. As the Fantasticar looped and slid between the skyscrapers of New York, evading the Human Torch, it acted more like a dragonfly than the clunky box it appeared to be.
Shuri looked back at the furious orange flame dogging them. “I am going to give you credit and assume this was part of your plan.”
The Human Torch flung a huge fireball at them, but T’Challa swerved to dodge it easily. It went straight up into the air and exploded in a ball of smoke and light.
Okoye looked like she was having less fun than anyone. Indeed, anyone who really knew her could tell that the rough ride, combined with her recent injuries, was making her sick as a dog. T’Challa shot her a concerned look, but she waved him away.
“I’m sure space travel will be much easier,” she said, wheezing a laugh.
“Speaking of,” Shuri said. “How do you make this thing go into space? It does not look like a spaceship.”
T’Challa opened his mouth to speak, but just then there was a bump that shook the entire Fantasticar. They all looked around to find the source. No one had joined them. Johnny was still cursing them out from behind.
There was suddenly drag in the controls. They were losing speed. T’Challa banked and the ship was sluggish. “Shuri, take the controls,” T’Challa said, as he magnetized his boots and gloves.
Before she even grabbed the stick, T’Challa had already secured his helmet, swung over the side, and latched on to the bottom of the Fantasticar. He hung there with both feet and one hand, the wind and inverted view threatening vertigo, but he shook it off. There were giant spiderwebs all over the bottom of the Fantasticar. He wasn’t alone down there.
“Uh, how are you doing that?” asked Spider-Man. He was standing on the bottom of the vehicle as well, but on the balls of his feet, almost casually, as if they were meeting on the sidewalk. Well, he had tempted fate, and fate had taken the bait. Planning a heist over the New York skyline in the middle of the morning had attracted exactly who he feared it would.
T’Challa growled and freed his other hand.
Spider-Man crossed his arms and tilted his head slightly. “Listen pal, if we can just be honest for a second. I know a heist when I see one.” The Fantasticar swerved hard, and a jet of flame blew through the air beneath them. T’Challa could feel the heat through his suit.
Spider-Man didn’t seem bothered at all. “Hoo boy,” he said, clapping his hands together. “How long before one of those ends up taking out some innocent falafel stand? You know, I know the Human Torch. Well, I mean, I don’t actually know him, but I see him on TV all the time, you know–actually, half the girls in the city know him better than I do. Okay, that kind of sounds like I’m slut-shaming. Him! Not the girls.” Spider-Man put out a hand defensively, explaining himself. “I’m slut-shaming Johnny. I mean, I’m just saying that I thought this was a paparazzi thing, and then I realized that Johnny was the one chasing you, and I thought, geez I hope the girl he’s with is okay. Is she up top? Is she the the muscly-looking…” he did a little body-building pose, “that one?”
“What are you doing down here?” There was a sudden burst of light and heat as the Human Torch joined them. The Fantasticar started to swerve again as Shuri tried to tell where he was.
Spider-Man pointed at Johnny. “Hey! You!” He cleared his throat. “You’re the fantastic guy with…the Torch!”
“The Human TorchI Are you with this guy?”
Spider-Man shook his head. “No way! I think he stole this…uh…flying car.”
“Yeah, he stole the Fantasticar!” Johnny replied.
“Fantasticar! That’s such a cool name.”
“Nah, it’s lame. But he can’t steal it.” The two of them shared a glance.
“Superhero team up?” Spider-Man said.
Johnny nodded with a huge grin. “Superhero team up! Let’s get him–hey, where’d he go?”
As both of the young heroes looked around wildly, T’Challa cut off the rest of the webbing and returned to the top of the Fantasticar. He grabbed the controls from Shuri.
“Hang on!” he yelled, and he yanked the stick. The Fantasticar hit a hard bank that turned into a tight spiral. It was a move that would have been deadly for any conventional aircraft, but Reed Richards’s design was a generation ahead of anything conventional. He spied the Torch spinning away behind them as they dove for the ground, and at the last second, he pulled them back up, shooting for the sky. Four seconds later, they cleared the tops of the skyscrapers and blasted into the open air. T’Challa breathed a sigh of relief. There was no way the Spider was still clinging to the bottom.
“This thing is incredible,” Spider-Man said from behind him. “Well…fantastic? I guess that’s the pun. What kind of EM field is keeping you guys in your seats?”
T’Challa turned without warning and struck with blinding speed, swiping with hard strength for a gouge across Spider-Man’s chest. The hero moved an instant before T’Challa struck, and the swipe missed by a hair’s width.
Spider-Man responded with a quick jab of his own, and T’Challa was almost off balance enough to take it on the chin. He just managed to dodge to the side, and he pivoted away, taking a defensive stance.
Spider-Man took a quick look at his fist. “That usually works. You’re not just some thug, are you?” Shuri and Okoye both stood at that. “Hey! Hey, just kidding,” he said, waving his hands in front of him. “I know you’re King T’Challa.” He leaned in a little. “By the way, do you have diplomatic immunity?”
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Back in the hangar, Agent Ross watched as Susan Storm stood at the end of the launch platform and looked out over the city. He waited until she finally went back into the main building, and then he emerged from his hiding place and located the Badoon space cruiser. He moved quickly, running to one side to find the controls to unlock the moorings for the ship, disconnect the power, hydraulic, and fuel lines, and figure out how to taxi it to the launch platform.
Most of that was done by small helper bots, and Ross was able to move quickly through all of the computer systems because of T’Challa’s information. A year ago, the Black Panther had performed something of a stress test on Reed Richards’s security. He had broken through and given Reed instructions on how to improve, but not before downloading the bulk of the orbital lab’s files and installing his own backdoor into the system.
T’Challa had shrugged when telling them about it, like that kind of thing was no big deal. “If he really listened to what I told him, he would have found it.”
“Hard to lecture him about it now,” Ross muttered to himself. He tapped at his datapad, and was still a little shocked when it managed to connect with the cruiser’s system. Another tap, and the hatch opened.
“This guy thinks of everything,” Ross said, and he moved to climb into the cruiser.
“Hello, Agent Ross,” said a female voice, directly into his ear.
“Jesus!” Ross yelped as he jumped. He knew exactly who it was. It was her, the Invisible Woman. She was right next to him.
“Language, please. I grew up going to Sunday school, you know.”
“Yes, ma’am. Sorry.” That sounded bad. Might as well have called her mommy. Ross waited for the bump on the head, to wake up in a jail cell.
Sorry, T’Challa, he thought.
“Normally, I would turn an intruder over to the police. If Ben or Johnny didn’t get to them first, that is,” she said with a soft chuckle. She was speaking right into his ear, her breath giving him chills down his neck.
“Okay,” Ross said. “That sounds fair.” He let his free hand drift down near the data pad. Two taps would activate the floodlights. It might give him enough time to take off, or distract her. He could knock her out if he caught her off guard–
HIs entire body froze. He was suddenly wrapped in a forcefield the exact shape of his body.
“Let’s not get jumpy,” Sue said. “Normally, I would hand you over to the police, but you are right, Agent Ross. T’Challa really does think of everything. Take the ship and go.”
The force field vanished. “Really?” Ross said.
Sue kissed Ross on the cheek, just a peck. The chill intensified down his spine. “Just fill up the tank before you bring it back,” she said, and then she was gone.
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The intelligence was true. T’Challa had scarcely believed it at first, but this Spider-Man really did have an extra sense. He dodged most of T’Challa’s blows easily, moving only after an attack was committed but with plenty of time to spare. What blows did land felt like he had punched a statue. He was superhumanly fast, and while T’Challa had managed to avoid his blows in return, his strength was clearly far, far beyond that of a normal human. Or a Black Panther, for that matter.
The only advantage T’Challa had was that he was fighting a novice. Spider-Man was clearly a young man, and his fighting experience was shallow. At the same age, T’Challa had nearly conquered the Feast of the Heart. This would essentially be a stalemate until one of them landed a solid blow.
The Human Torch still followed them. Shuri did her best with a small shield to deflect the flame he shot at them while Okoye tried to outfly him, but neither of them were going to succeed forever. The Torch just never ran out of flame, or clever insults, to hurl at them. T’Challa almost chuckled when he called them a “Saturday-Night-Live-mid-February-musical-guest-looking-bunch-of-scrubs.” Very creative for several minutes into a tirade like that.
On the top of the Fantasticar, the inertial dampeners kept them all from flying off, so T’Challa was able to fight with his full agility. He pressed as hard as he could, coming at Spider-Man with jabs and claw-tipped strikes. He did not want to seriously injure the young hero, but he knew he couldn't play defense. Spider-Man, in turn, acted like he was having a laugh.
“It’s a good thing Johnny and I are doing a team up,” he said, and then he called over his shoulder. “Can I call you Johnny?”
“No!”
Spider-Man shrugged. “I mean, without Johnny it would be three on one. Three on two is a lot better. You’re a great fighter. I’ve never fought anyone like you, really. Even though the ol’ Spidey sense is keeping me safe–” he spun to avoid a nasty kick from T’Challa and hopped back, “I have to watch out for you.”
A real fighter would have grabbed that kick and punished him for missing. T’Challa snarled and pushed forward, using a complicated series of blows designed to confuse, well, a person without a Spidey sense, but it worked well enough.
“Hey!” Spider-Man laughed, “can’t even get my webs off. If I get flung off and have to swing back up here, so help me.”
“Does he ever shut up?” Okoye asked over her shoulder.
“Hey! I’m starting to think that you’re not actually Johnny’s girlfriend.”
Okoye rounded to charge at him. “I’m no–”
Webbing hit her in the mouth and stuck her hand to the control panel. “There we go! I got a shot off after all.”
Okoye’s eyes were murderous as she fought against the webbing. Well, it was probably for the best that she was tied up, now.
Manhattan wasn’t exactly an enormous landmass, and the Fantsticar was capable of some impressive speed. Neither Spider-Man nor the Torch seemed to have noticed that they had essentially circled the city three times since the chase began. T’Challa had been waiting, trying to hold on until Agent Ross arrived.
He saw the Badoon ship in the distance, so sleek and oddly angular, as it descended towards them. Fifteen, twenty seconds, and they would be close enough.
Spider-Man noticed the shadow first, and then the Torch. They both backed off their attacks and looked up at the approaching ship.
“Hey wait, you stole that too?” Johnny exclaimed.
“What did they steal?”
“A spaceship! They stole our spaceship!” Spider-Man turned to T’Challa. “I thought you just stole their car.”
“I’m giving back the car,” T’Challa replied. “Sorry for this.”
“Sorry for wh–” Spider-Man began, before T’Challa hit him with the Umsiki wexesha.
T’Challa had been holding it back, knowing that if it worked, it would probably work only once. The two-step attack, the second hidden within a superhuman reaction time of the first, landed. Spider-Man stepped back from the fist, but the darting elbow caught him hard in the shoulder, knocking him aside. To T’Challa, it felt like he smashed his elbow into a brick wall.
He moved with Spider-Man’s momentum, pushing past him, and he grabbed his wrist. He aimed the web shooter and pressed the exact spot where he had seen the teen press to activate it a moment before. A stream of webbing shot out and wrapped out the Human Torch’s middle. His flame went out suddenly, and he started to fall.
“Hey!” Spider-Man exclaimed, and he yanked his hand back, lashing out with the other. T’Challa caught it on his own shoulder, and he was knocked back across the platform of the Fantasticar. Spider-Man advanced quickly, moving to end it, but then he realized what had happened. He glanced over the side of the ship.
“A king playing dirty,” he said. “Well now I’ve seen it all,” and he leaped over the side to save Johnny.
T’Challa struggled to his feet, and he cut Okoye free. Ross was close enough now. Shuri joined him, and T’Challa saw how sweaty she was from the heat of the flames. Soot smudged her skin and clothes.
He brought the Fantasticar down to a low speed and then waited for Okoye and Shuri to hop over onto the cruiser. They were still so high over the city, and both of them were exhausted, but neither showed a hint of fear or hesitation. T’Challa set the controls for the Fantasticar to return home, and then he boarded the spaceship as well. Ross took them up as soon as the hatch was closed. The city, the island, and the continent all receded, until they were well above the clouds, high enough that they could see the neon-blue curve of the Earth.
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“Okay, so as far as team ups go, that wasn’t the best,” Spider-Man said. He lowered Johnny gently to the ground and started to tear the webbing off of him.
“Stand back,” Johnny said. With a burst of flame, he incinerated all of the webbing covering his body. “And no, it didn’t go well. Next time, let me fight the Black Panther and you can fight the girls.”
“I mean…” Spidey said, shrugging, and then his shoulders drooped. “I can’t believe he actually got me. What was that he hit me with?”
“Dunno,” Johnny said, brushing off web-ash from his clothes. “That guy has like a million tricks. He almost beat up my Skrull girlfrie–I mean, my friend, who is a Skrull, and who is a girl. Sometimes.”
“What’s a Skrull?”
From far down the street, police sirens began to blare. The two young men perked up.
“Sounds like a bank robbery,” Johnny said.
Spider-Man extended a fist. “Uh…team up, take two?”
Johnny bumped the fist quickly. “Race you there. Flame on!”
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They landed the cruiser near Shuri’s transport. All of the Wakandan soldiers came out to admire the alien ship. The hatch opened, and Shuri stood looking down on them.
“It is hard…to be the Black Panther,” she said to T’Challa. “It is harder being your sister.”
T’Challa squeezed her arm, and then he pulled her in for a hug. “I know. I am a difficult sibling.”
“And son,” she said into his shoulder.
“And king,” he chuckled. He stepped back and handed her a data pad. “The Atlas is loaded onto this. You know something has to be done here on Earth.”
Shuri shook her head. “I don’t even know where to begin. Start small, I guess.”
“You will manage,” T’Challa said. “The three of us will manage as well.”
“I don’t understand,” Shuri said. “I get that this is some kind of adventure, but there has to be more to it. No mere impulse would send you to the stars. You don’t know what’s out there.”
T’Challa hesitated. “There…is more. I won’t say now. I will say that there is a mystery surrounding Vibranium, one that I believe we should have tried to solve generations ago. A monster like Klaw, the attention of Bast, the spirits of the seven Kings…it is more than just a meteor, more than just Wakanda’s luck.”
“I…I trust you, T’Challa, but there is still a Wakanda to protect, a Wakanda to rule.”
“You don’t need me for that,” he said.
“Then, I guess there is nothing more to say,” Shuri said.
T’Challa smiled down at his sister. “There is a lifetime of things left to say. Gather your adventures, and I will gather mine, and we will trade over the fire when I return.”
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The bridge of the Badoon ship was meant for a crew of about ten, but Reed Richards had rigged it so that three or four could easily handle all of its functions. Ross sat in the captain’s chair as he guided the ship up into orbit. T’Challa sat at a control panel and monitored the engines, atmosphere, and various energy levels. Okoye was monitoring communications.
“Susan Storm showed up,” Ross blurted out. The blue sky in the viewscreen faded to black.
“Really.”
“She did, and instead of stopping me, she just let me take the ship. I thought I was a goner.”
T’Challa laughed. “And you want to know why you are not a goner.”
“I do!”
“It is a simple matter,” T’Challa said. “I am a rogue head of state…or a head of a rogue state, depending who you ask. If I asked for their spaceship, the Fantastic Four might just give it to me, because they are my friends, but the U. S. Government would…”
“Pitch a fit?” Okoye said. “That is how the Americans say it?”
Ross nodded and pointed at her.
“Yes, pitch…a fit. Something like that. So, I have to be seen stealing it.”
“You arranged that ahead of time? How?”
T’Challa shook his head. “I arranged nothing ahead of time.”
“Wait, you didn’t know if Sue was going to flatten me when I tried to take the ship?”
“No, you did not know if she was going to flatten you,” Okoye said.
“I knew she would let you go,” T’Challa added.
“But how?”
“I already told you how. I told you the first time I spoke of this plan. They are my friends.”
“Huh,” Ross said simply. He started setting nav coordinates.
“Being my friend is a very serious matter,” T’Challa said, with a play of a grin on his lips.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
Okoye looked back and forth between the two of them. “It is lunch time.”
Ross punched in a destination. “Lunch on the moon?”
T’Challa nodded. Inside, he was excited, bursting with anticipation, craving the adventure to come. Outside, he was as calm as he had been since…had there ever been a time he felt like this?
“Lunch on the moon.”
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I'm confused by how many people here seem offended by any post that conveys even a hint of sexuality. Where'd all you losers come from? I'd take slightly gross coomer eroticism over the sterile moral purity that seems to be invading more and more of modern life. Give me some scum, keep me in contact with the carnal animality of my being human.
I'd rather be destroyed by beauty and passion than live a long dull life within the ever constricting frame of consensus morality. Y'all are afraid to really live, grace is always available so give sin a chance, you ain't gonna grow unless you transgress past perceived boundaries. Have none of you read the prodigal son? The first son who obeys all his father's rules gets nothing, while the second who fucks off and lives in debauchery is given a feast. Have none of you ever read any fairy tales? You're supposed to break the rules, that's what sets the whole journey into motion.
You meek fucks are why humanity is doomed to turn into grey aliens, big headed, weak bodies, no genitals. I wanna return to Pan, smelly and sensuous. Arise, seek, sigh pant with longing, knock at what is shut.
You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the desert repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain are moving across the landscapes, over the prairies and the deep trees, the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air, are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely, the world offers itself to your imagination, calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting - over and over announcing your place in the family of things.

Edgin Darvis is introduced to us as a Bard and for those of us who play or even know a little about D&D, we assume this to be his class. I believe, however, that when he introduces himself in this way isn't using the term in the sense of an in-game class, but instead simply in the common-usage sense of the term. [This also seems to happen with Doric, who is referred to by the heroes as a druid but by other characters as a 'Wildshape', using the unambiguous name of an in-game Druid's signature ability as a proper noun for what they are]. I believe Edgin is in fact a Rogue.
Before getting into the evidence, a quick primer on the two classes for those who don't play D&D:

• Bards are spellcasters whose magic is powered by/funnelled through performance. In-game they rely mostly on their Charisma stat for their spellcasting, and as a result also tend to specialise in social skills such as persuasion and deception.
• Rogues are largely non-magical by nature, focussing on manoeuvrability, cunning, and stealth. In-game they rely on their Dexterity stat to land attacks, avoid attacks, and remain unseen/uncaught.

The two classes are united by one signature ability - expertise. This allows them to pick a couple of skills to be really, really good at. Similarly, they are able to become pretty good at a much wider range of skills than most other classes. Overall they're fairly similar, and in the new version of the rules currently being play-tested they get paired together as the two 'expert' classes whose abilities are based on well-practiced skills rather than innate magical ability, physicality, or book-learning.
With that in mind, what clues are there that Edgin is one rather than the other? Let's start with the circumstantial: during the entire film we don't see Edgin use any magic whatsoever. Now of course, its not beyond the realm of possibility for someone who has magical powers to simply not use them, but in a film where every other hero uses the signature abilities of their class it is beyond suspicious for a spellcaster to not cast any spells whatsoever. Its also slightly possible that he is doing whatever casting he does subtly, or using a spell like Vicious Mockery which only requires words to take effect, but in a film that does such a good job of visualising magic it seems strange for that to not at least be shown to the audience.
What do we see him do? Well, we see him excel as a spy using his cunning, his ability to blend in, and a good amount of hand-eye coordination. He does all of this without the use of even the most simple illusion magic Bards have access to, and the only time his instrument is even involved is to trip someone as they run.
As for the less circumstantial evidence, we look to the moment when the heroes become part of the HighSun Games. The two other characters proclaimed to be from spellcasting classes - Doric the Druid and Simon the Sorcerer - are fitted with devices which prevent them from casting spells. Edgin is not. This would make sense as maybe being part of an ongoing deception where he has successfully hidden his magical abilities, but he has been put in this situation by someone who knows him well - someone he has adventured with no less. Someone who has seen first-hand exactly what he is (and isn't) capable of. Someone who is, themselves, purportedly a Rogue.
So what is Edgin? He is a charismatic Rogue with musical talents.
Its also worth quickly addressing the one key piece of evidence against this theory - the statblock published on D&D Beyond for the character in the buildup to the film. This lists Edgin's class as Bard, even though some other characters aren't even given a specific class despite clearly having one in the film. This statblock also gives Edgin access to some Bard-specific powers and spells, most notably the aforementioned Vicious Mockery cantrip. However, the other statblocks also give characters abilities we never see, such as giving Forge the ability to deal poison damage when firing a crossbow despite not even managing to fire a crossbow the one time he picks one up in the film. Ultimately, as a piece of media made to market the film, its understandable for the statblock to not spoil what I see as a fun in-film easter egg.

We’re on a ride All of us-even you Towards the end An anxious thought
“Memento mori”
It clouds the theater
Without choice
Thoughts with lives
All of there own
A persistent tide
We palm back
With open fingers
So much labor
Contradicting facts
We play games
With ourselves
“If only I could forget We’re on this ride For a clear theater Of only my choice”
Free of wills-that don’t let me grow.
Filling this theater-of constant noise.
Never feeling like-this play is mine.
Always reaching-for an audience- that doesn’t care.
Always trying to place-an allusion or two.
So I can shake hands-with what I don’t understand.
Always reaching-for meaning
No one adheres.
That no one believes.
That no one achieves.
When will we evolve-to divert our eyes
From this precarious ride,
Etcetera Etcetera….
And I remember again We’re on a ride All of us-even you My unknown friend Towards the end
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[svirtual]
FT
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• Lechonk code: 5€+ fees. 10 in stock

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• PoGO Pokémon. All were obtained by a close friend. All will have SPA/ENG Tag, OT Menri (if not custom), ID 538184/750488 and proof (1 PoGO pic, 1-2 transfer pics, 1 HOME pic if possible):

Shiny Celebi 12€, Shiny Meltan 25€, Shiny Melmetal 20€, Shiny Genesect 6IVs (No PoGO Sticker) 40€. Shiny Zapdos, Moltres, Articuno, Entei, Raikou, Suicune, Lugia, Groudon, Giratina, Reshiram and Kyurem available for 7€ each. Darkrai and Deoxys (Normal, Attack, Defense or Speed) 10€ each, Shiny Deoxys (Normal, Attack or Defense) and Shiny Darkray 20€. Shiny PokéBall Latias Lv 11, Shiny PokéBall Latios Lv. 8 35€.
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• Self-Obtained Korean/Japanese Manaphy Eggs for BDSP. KOR: Naughty 31/31/17/3/31/15, JP: Timid 31/19/23/27/31/31. 20€

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• Self-obtained Star Shiny Love SP Palkia Timid 31/4/31/31/5/31. Self-obtained Star Shiny Heavy BD Dialga Modest 3/3/17/31/31/31. 5€

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• Event Dracovish with Proof 3€

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• SPA Celebrate Poké/Dream Ball Impish GMax Eevee OT VictyLusi ID 017759/220961 and Ultra Ball Impish GMax Pikachu OT VictyLusi ID 017759. 3€

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• Register 807 Pokémon (Gen1-7) on Home Dex using Moving Key with a random wild Gen7 Pokémon 3€

*Using Moving Key HOME copies PkBank data. As I have Dex completed you will register all of them even if I transfer only 1 Pokémon. That works to get Original Color Magearna (Just Gen 8 Pokémon left) Also Forms and Shiny will be registered too (I have some Shiny Locked Pokémon registered but that shouldn’t affect, you can just see Shiny form in Dex)
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• All SWSH/BDSP Items less Key ones. 0,5€ each (Johto/Dream/Beast/Sport/Safari Balls are 0,2€ each). Scarlet-Violet ones are 0,25€ each or 0,5€ each (Special Balls).

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• Training- Shiny Paradox/Breeding (SPA-ENG) services for Scarlet and Violet.

- I do Playthroughs for Miraidon/Koraidon for 15€ (Training service included)
- I also can get 5IVs SPA Dittos from 6 Star Raids. 0,5€
-Training: Level, Nature (Mint), IVs (Bottle Caps), EVs, TM/EM Moves and Tera Type change. 1€ each
- Shiny Breeding: Ball, IVs (4-5), EMs and Nature. You can request Pokémon as Shiny Eggs. 5€ each
- Shiny Paradox Pokémon: Ball (Training service included). 6€ each (3€ if you ask more than 3)
-Vivillon services. I can get any Pattern but the most plenty I have are: Marine, Sun, Jungle, High Plains and Continental. We can use Union Circle so you can catch them yourself (as many as you want). 3-5€ each Pattern. For Shiny ones the service is only available if they are caught by myself not in online UC mode (8€ each)
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• Legends Arceus Evolution/Training Service (Level, Nature, IVs using Grits, Tutor Moves) and custom OT Playthrough for Shaymin/Darkrai or Enamorus.

· RNG for BDSP: CaptureSight + RNG Apps. Legends and Arceus (Shiny, some IVs, Nature, Poké Ball), Unown (Shiny or 0Atk), SPA/ENG Eggs (Shiny, IVs, Gender, Moves, Nature, Ability, Poké Ball), Starters (Shiny, some IVs, Nature), Mew/Jirachi (some IVs, Nature) and Eeeve/Rotom (Shiny, some IVs, Nature, Poké Ball). Square Shiny service is available.
- BDSP playthrough for custom OT 10€
- Normal Legends: 4€ Each (Nature and 3-4IVs), 6€ (Nature + 5-6IVs)
- Shiny Legends: 8€ Each (Nature and 3-4IVs), 12€ (Nature + 5IVs)
- Shiny Arceus 10€ (Nature and 3-4IVs), 14€ (Nature + 5IVs)
*If you buy more than one Legend price will be cheaper (Less 5IVs ones)*
- Shiny Perfect Eggs 3€, Normal Perfect Eggs 1,5€
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• Breeding Services for SWSH (SPA Tag): Any Ball, IVs, Nature, EMs, HA or Shiny. You can ask for a Competitive Team with all less Legends (Those go apart). Normal: 1,5€ Breedject/2,5€ BR, Shiny Eggs cost 15€ each (I use CaptureSight to check Eggs data). I also train your Pokémon for 0,5€: Teach moves (+PP max), change ability or nature and train EVs.

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• Shiny Self-Caught Pokémon (I have Pic Proof) OT VictyLusi (Make them Competitive with Objects without extra payment) 0,5-2€

- ID 017759: Star Shiny Dream Ball Whimsitcot, Safari Ball Jolteon, Ultra Ball Drifblim, Premier Ball Diggersby. Star Shiny Premier Dubwool, Master Orbeetle, Repeat Ball Centiskorch, Dive Ball Ditto, Luxury GMax HA Charizard (Level 50 & 80), Safari GMax HA Venusaur(Level 50), Friend GMax HA Venusaur(Level 80), Dream GMax HA Blastoise (Level 50) and Master GMax HA Blastoise (Level 80)
Shiny Dive Ball Calm Tapu Fini 15€
- ID 220961 Star Shiny: Poke Ball Skuntank, Poke Ball Glalie, Ultra Ball Galvantula, Heal Ball Clefable, Premier Ball Ninjask. Star Shiny Dream GMax HA Blastoise (Level 80)
- Star Shiny Poké Ball Linoone OT Asce ID 875609
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• SWSH playthrough for custom OT 10€ (Wolves/Calyrex/Horses)/7€ (DLCs Legends)

-Zacian/Zamazenta customized (Ball, Nature(Mint), IVs(Bottle Cap), TAG and OT) 4€
-Kubfu/Urshifu customized (Nature (Mint), IVs (Bottle Cap), TAG and OT) 4€
-Crown Tundra Legends (Calyrex, Galar Birds, Spectrier, Glastrier, 6 Regis, Virizion, Cobalion, Terrakion, Keldeo, Cosmog, Dynamax Adventure ones) customized (Ball, Nature(Mint), IVs(Bottle Cap), TAG and OT) 5€ (Horses/New Regis/Dynamax Adventure) 3€ (Rest)
Ready 4€: Jolly Master Ball Zacian OT Lusi ID 551981, Docile Master Ball Spectrier OT Lusi ID 107630, Quirky Master Ball Calyrex OT Lusi ID 871386, Hardy Poké Ball Calyrex OT Lusi ID 098775, Bashful Heavy Ball Calyrex OT Lusi ID 972832
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• Meltan & Melmetal: Usser will be able to choose the Nature, Nickname and Ball of the Melmetal and will have SPA Tag. Prices are 0.50€ Meltan and 4€ Melmetal

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• Ribbons services available for Gen3-8 (There are some excluded). Price depends on how many and type (Check Spreadsheet)

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• WISHMKChannel Jirachi, Ageto Celebi: Dolphin Emulator + Lua Scripts + Pokefinder + VBA + Ruby/Sapphire Save Files (+ Rscheksum for WISHMKR Jirachi). I can RNG Nature for Celebi. Channel Jirachis are available to RNG Nature, IVs and Shiny (Star or Square). Colosseum Jirachis are fixed (Star Shiny or Good IVs). Check Spreasheet.

-WISHMKR Jirachi 5€ Normal/10€ Star Shiny
-CHANNEL Jirachi 10€ Normal/12€ Star Shiny/14€ Square Shiny
-Ageto Celebi 7€ Random/13€ with Nature
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• Pokémon Box Mons. Dolphin Emulator + Lua Scripts + Pokefinder + VBA-M + Ruby/Sapphire Save Files. I can SR Nature and RNG Shiny (Star or Square) but no IVs (Check Spreadsheet)

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• RNG/SR XD/Colosseum Mons Services (See Spreasheet). Square Shiny and TID/SID RNG is Available for both games (To get good Spreads). (Dolphin Emulator + Lua Scripts + RNG Reporter + PokeFinder + XD/Colosseum Saves) (Check Spreadsheet)

Colosseum: RNG is Available for ALL Noiseless Zones Pokémon for Pokémon Colosseum (Such as Entei and Suicune) and some few Noise Zones ones (Check Spreadsheet). Completed a Self RNGed Collection less 13 Noisy Zone Shadows and JP e-reader ones aren’t available due to I don’t have Card files to get them legit.
XD: ALL Available (Completed a Self RNGed Collection) such a Shiny Johto Starters/Eevee/HORDEL Elekid, Shadow Mons (Shiny Locked) and Shiny PokeSPot Pokémon.
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• Manaphy Egg RNG Service: OT, Nature, IVs and Shiny. Pokémon Ranger 1 Cartridge + TWLSaveTool + Gen4 Games + Desmume Emulator + Lua Scripts + Pokefinder. 5€ Normal+IVs, 10€ Shiny and 15€ Shiny+IVs

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• RNG Service from Gen1-7. Mons will be proofed and you can choose the OT of mons (Gen1-7), also you can ask for different types of RNG that aren’t listed. You can for ask Nature, Shiny, Hidden Power, IVs (Depending Game) and TutoEgg Moves. (Check Spreadsheet)

- Gen3 (RSE/FRLG): Visual Boy Advance Emulator + Lua Scripts + Pokefinder. Available RNG: Legends (Event not allowed)/Gifts/Safari/Wild/GameCorneStarters/Eggs and Square Shiny service available.
- Gen4 (HGSS/Platinum): Desmume Emulator + Lua Scripts + Pokefinder. Available RNG: Legends (Event not allowed)/Events(Regis/Sinjoh Ruins)/Gifts/Starters/Wild/Safari/Game CorneEggs/ID-SID RNG and Square Shiny service available.
- Gen5 (BW/BW2): Desmume Emulator + Lua Scripts + RNG ReportePokefinder. Available RNG: Dream Radar Legends(Less Palkia)/Wild/Gifts/Starters/Legends/ID-SID RNG and Square Shiny service available. *Entree Forest for DW Mons is available but you have to provide the save with Legit Mons
- Gen6 (XY/ORAS): NTR + PCalc + 3DS RNG Tool. Available RNG: Starters/Unowns/Event (Latios or Latias)/Eggs (TSV too)/Legends (Less Groudon and Kyogre) and save ID-TSV RNG. Square Shiny service is available.
- Gen7 (USUM): (NTR + PCalc)/(Citra Emu + Python) + 3DS RNG Tool. Available RNG: Starters (USUM), Wormhole Legends/UBs (Wild Included), Stacionary Legends, Gift Pokémon, Eggs (TSV too) and save ID-TSV RNG. SPA Tag Ash Greninja and Square Shiny service is available.
I can breed all Vivillon Patterns less 3 due to I created a new save file with the Region of my PAL DS changed. The only ones I can’t breed are Elegant because is only for Japanese DS Regions and Modern/Savanna because are for American DS Regions.
- Gen1/2 (Y/S/C). Mons Available: Legends (Including Celebi)/Gifts and Eggs (Only Gen2). Nature is determined by experience and Shiny Breeding is Available (With Glitched Shiny Ditto + Debug Menu for Speed Up). IVs RNG is available only I don't do Shiny Legends due to there isn't RNG for that.
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• RNGed Dittos Available (for 3DS or Switch):

-You can ask for any IVs Spread and any Nature.
-TAGs available: SPA-JPN
-Game used is Pokémon White for all.
Spreadsheet with all FT and Prices:
https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1uR9jqdMsJmfI69z05oj1XFrKhuScdrqe2yh4bY7_8lQ/edit?usp=sharing
[ref]https://www.reddit.com/pokemonexchangeref/comments/hruzjp/uvictylusi_exchange_reference/

Another week, another late post. Sorry, Frugal Fairy Toddler had her first dance recital this week so I’m late getting this out. We’re super proud of our girl, she has CP and was able to participate without assistive devices for her 30 minute classes. This is amazing because she was only able to take steps on her own less than a year ago and we were told the worst case outcomes and not to expect her to ever walk on her own.
This week the flyers are a bit meh. There’s a focus on Easter meal items, lots of deals on ham and turkey as well as stuffing and gravy. Good prices on carrots, onions, broccoli and potatoes too. Stock up prices on sugar if you’re into canning jams and fruits in the summer.
New coupons are out for Kellogg’s Websaver. Of note is one for 1$ off Eggos. They’re 3.99$ at Superstore and you get 2500 PC Optimum points (2.50$ value) for each.
Circle K is giving away free bottles of Canada Dry, Monster Energy drink, and Guru Energy drink. Checkout the website for their coupons.
Head over to my Instagram page because I'm celebrating 2000 followers with a giveaway. I'm giving away a 50$ gift card for the NBA store. Contest closes Monday at noon.
You can find deals, links to referrals with sign up incentives, coupons, tips, and recipes on my Instagram (www.instagram.com/frugalfairygodmother). I try to post new content every day. If you’re interested, Flashfood has upped their sign-up referral bonus to 5$ when you use my code and spend 10$ on the app.

Good Prices on Groceries

Farm Boy
4.99$ Large raw shrimp. This is a crazy good price for Farm Boy and for shrimp. I usually pay 7$ on sale at the Weston chains.
2.99$ Farm Boy fruit filled jams 250ml. I haven’t tried these, but the Farm Boy brand has been pretty good from what I have tried.
Food Basics
1.88$ Pineapple whole, or raspberries ½ pint
2.88$ Cauliflower or Romaine lettuce 3 pack
4.88$/18 Eggs. You’re going to see lots of deals on eggs this week because of Easter. Stock up even if you’re not dying eggs. But seriously, try dying eggs even I you don’t have kids. A little food colouring and a splash of vinegar in a glass of water for a few minutes. Toss them back into the carton and use them for the week. You deserve a little joy. Having coloured eggs is fun.
4.44$ Black Diamond cheese blocks, or shreds, Boursin
3.44$/lb Ground beef
2.88$ Dempster’s Signature bagels. There’s a Websaver.ca loadable cashback rebate of 2$.
3.99$ Philly cream cheese or Kraft Singles. There are 2$ tear pad coupons for Philly and 1$ for Kraft Singles in stores now. I found them at No Frills.
5.99$ Kraft PB or Hazelnut spread. 1$ off tear pad coupons in stores.
2.88$ Grape tomatoes or Baby cucumbers
1.98$ Broccoli crowns, carrots or onions. 25¢ cashback from Eclipsa for broccoli and carrots
4.98$ Ricotta or mascarpone. 1.50$ off printable coupon available. Link via Instagram under Dairy Farmers.
99¢ Cadbury Creame Eggs
Foodland
Spend 60$, get 200 Scene+ points (2$ value), spend 80$ get 300 Scene+ points (3$ value), spend 100$ get 500 Scene+ points (5$ value). Barcode in flyer to scan at checkout.
1.95$/lb Butterball turkey (Scene+ member price). 25¢ cashback from Websaver.ca.
1.88$ Dare crackers
2.49$ Grape tomatoes pint
3.99$ Jif peanut butter 500g. There are 1$ off coupons in stores now. This is the smaller sized jars but with the coupon it’s a good price. 25¢ cashback from Eclipsa and Websaver.ca.
Fortinos
1.29$ Baby carrots. 25¢ cashback from Eclipsa.
2.99$ Romaine lettuce 3 pack
4.99$ Cracker Barrel blocks or shreds. There are 1$ off tear pad coupons in stores now.
99¢ Stove Top Stuffing, Club House Gravy mix, Green Giant canned vegetables. This is a really good price for canned veggies, so stock up.
3.99$ Lindt bunnies, best price I’ve seen for these this year.
3.49$ Silk, there are 1$ off tear pad coupons that were in stores last month.
Freshco
1.88$ Raspberries ½ pint
79¢/lb Sweet Potatoes. This is a great price. Stock Up! 25¢ cashback from Websaver.ca.
4.44$ Armstrong cheese bricks or shreds. 1$ off tear pad coupons in stores.
1.99$ Carrots or onions 3lbs (Walmart has 3lb bags of carrots for 94¢ this week. Price match their price and upload your receipt to Eclipsa.
2.49$ Celery. Get 50 Scene+ points (50¢ value)
7.99$ Folgers coffee 544-816g. There is a 1.50$ tear pad coupon in stores right now.
99¢ Stove Top stuffing or Club House gravy mix
2.99$ Glad plastic wrap, get 200 Scene+ points (2$ value) when you buy 2.
24.99$ Finish dishwasher tabs, 72-105 count. Get 1000 Scene+ points (10$ value) when you buy 2. There are 2$ off printable coupons available to use on each. Price match Real Canadian Superstore’s price at 19.99$.
3.99$ Pineapple, get 50 Scene+ points (50¢ value) for each. Price match Food Basics at 1.88$ for an even better deal.
88¢ Passion Fruit. I don’t know if this is a good price, but I am super interested in trying a couple fresh passion fruits.
Giant Tiger
87¢ Club House Gravy mix
1.47$/4 Tomatoes or mushrooms 227g. 25¢ cashback from Eclipsa for mushrooms.
3.44$ Olymel bacon
1.88$ Carrots or onions, 2lbs. 25¢ Websaver and Eclipsa cashback rebates for carrots.
97¢ Stove Top stuffing
3.99$ Bar Keeper’s Friend
1.25$ Iogo 4 packs
Metro
1.99$ 25¢ Broccoli crowns or mushrooms, 227g. 25¢ cashback from Eclipsa for either.
4.99$ Cracker Barrel cheese blocks or shreds. There are 1$ off tear pad coupons in store.
7.99$/30 Eggs. This is the best price this week on eggs
9$ When you buy any 3 Dempsters or Villagio, bread, buns, tortillas or bagels. There are printable coupons for buy 1 get 1 free Dempster’s products and printable coupons for 1$ off Villagio Artesano bread.
99¢ Club House gravy mix
7$/2 Kellogg’s treat bars. There are 1.50$ off tear pad coupons in stores or check Websaver.ca for Kellogg’s coupons to print, mail or cashback. CheckOut51 also has cashback rebates on these.
No Frills
1.99$ Potatoes 10lbs. Get 500 PC Optimum points (50¢ value) for each bag. 25¢ cashback from Websaver.ca.
1.88$/bunch Asparagus. Great price on this. 25¢ cashback from Websaver.ca.
6$ Farmer’s Market pies. Get 1000 PC Optimum points (1$ value) for each.
1.77$ Lantic sugar 1kg. If you’re planning on canning this summer, this is a great price for sugar. 25¢ cashback from Websaver.ca.
1.99$ Broccoli crowns. 25¢ cashback from Eclipsa.
1.99$/lb Tomatoes
9$/2 Taylor Farms salad kits. I LOVE the dill kit. So good.
99¢ Mangoes
4.99$/18 Eggs
3.99$ Breyer’s Creamery Ice Cream
3000 PC Optimum points (3$ value) when you spend 10$ on Campbell’s soup or broth. Price match Walmart at 1.27$ for broth.
3.99$ Philly cream cheese. 2$ tear pad coupons in store right now.
2.75$ Cheez It crackers. These are in the flyer for 2.99$, but they are 2.75$ at my store. Get 500 PC Optimum points (50¢ value) for each. There is also a 50¢ loadable instant coupon you can use up to 4 times. Link via Instagram. You can try to price match Superstore’s multi-buy price of 2.50$ each by showing the price on the Superstore website. YMMV.
9$/2 Pillers deli meat. There are 1$ off printable coupons on the Pillers website.
99¢/lb Rutabaga. I like to make a rutabaga mash as a side dish with some apple and onion. It’s a Canadian Living recipe.
1.29$ Cucumbers
Real Canadian Superstore
1.99$ 25¢ cashback from Websaver.ca. es 10lbs, get 500 PC Optimum points (50¢ value).
1.99$/lb Chicken drums
1.99$ Broccoli crowns. 25¢ cashback from Eclipsa.
2.99$ PC Chocolate bars or covered nuts (Member price). 25¢ cashback from Websaver.ca.
1.99$ Onions or carrots, 3lbs. Price match Walmart at 94 for carrots and submit the receipt to Eclipsa for 25¢ cashback from each.
6$ Farmer’s Market pies. Get 1000 PC Optimum points (1$ value) for each.
3.99$/18 Eggs
99¢ Club House Gravy mix
6000 PC Optimum points (6$ vaue) when you spend 20$ on Cadbury Easter chocolate. Price match other stores for the best value. 25¢ cashback from Websaver.ca.
Buy 2 boxes of Kellogg’s jumbo sized cereal and get a free Neilson Truetaste milk. There are 2$ off Kellogg’s coupons or 2$ Websaver cashback rebates for the cereal.
2.99$ Tre Stelle cream cheese. There are 1.50$ off tear pad coupons in stores.
4.99$ Cracker Barrel cheese blocks and shreds. There are 1$ off tear pad coupons in stores now.
3.99$ Eggo waffles. Get 2500 PC Optimum points (2.50$ value) for each. I’m not sure if this will work as I haven’t had a chance to try it out, but you might be able to price match Walmart at 2.97$. New today, there are 1$ off printable coupons/Websaver cashback rebates at Kellogg’s Websaver for Eggos. Hopefully they have lots of stock in stores for everyone because I’ve seen some couponers buying dozens of boxes. Sigh. Don’t be a shelf clearer.
5000 PC Optimum points when you spend 10$ on Cheez Its, Pringles, Town House crackers and Snap’d. The regular Cheez Its are 2.50$ when you buy 2 or more. There is also a loadable 50¢ instant coupon for Real Canadian Superstore, good for up to 4 units. I believe that the coupons will affect the total spend so account for that accordingly by buying 5 boxes. You’ll get 4 for 2$ and 1 for 2.50$.
17.99$ Sunrype Fruit to Go. Get 3000 PC Optimum points (3$ value) for each and use a 75¢ printable coupon for more savings. Link via Instagram bio.
4.88$ Ben and Jerry’s tubs. This is a great price for fancy ice cream.
Rexall
5$/2 Dempster’s bread (Sat/Sun only). Use a buy one, get one printable coupon. Link via Instagram.
3.29$/12 Eggs (Sat/Sun only. 25¢ Websaver cashback rebate.
88¢ Colgate and Crest toothpaste and brushes (Sat/Sun only)
Shopper’s Drug Mart
2.49$ Wonder Bread Saturday/Sunday only). Use a printable buy one, get one free coupon from Websaver. Link via Instagram.
3.29$/12 Eggs. (Saturday/Sunday only).
5$/2 Lay’s chips. There is a 1$ off when you buy 2 coupon at TastyRewards.ca. (Sat/Sun only).
4.99$ No Name butter (Sat/Sun only)
4.99$ Ben & Jerry’s ice cream. (Sat/Sun only)
3.99$ Stawberries (Ontario) 340g. Get 3000 PC Optimum points (3$ value) when you buy 2.
6$/2 Kellogg’s bars and treats. There are 3$ off when you buy 2 tear pad coupons in stores or CheckOut51 has 3$ when you buy 2 cashback rebates.
Sobey’s
77¢ Club House seasoning or gravy mix
1.95$/lb Turkey (Member price) 25¢ cashback from Websaver.ca.
4.44$ Compliments brand cheese blocks or shreds
99¢/lb Sweet Potatoes 25¢ cashback from Websaver.ca.
7.99$ Compliments frozen sea food, get 100 Scene+ points (1$ value) for each.
9.99$ Highliner Signature fish. 2$ cashback rebate from CheckOut51.
1.88$ Sugar 1kg. 25¢ cashback from Websaver.ca.
3.99$ Becel margarine. There are 1.25$ printable or tear pad coupons.
99¢ Compliments canned veggies
7$/2 Liberte Mediterranee or Greek yogurt. Buy 6 and get 1000 Scene+ points (10$ value). 1$ tear pad coupons in stores now. If you use a coupon for each and buy 6, they are 83¢ after points earned.
Get 1000 Scene+ points (10$ value) when you buy any combination of the listed items (mini sweet peppers, baby carrots, broccoli crowns, or dips). The broccoli is sold by weight. If you pick 4 small crowns and bag them separately, they will count for the buy 4 deal and it will be a small money maker depending on the weigh. 25¢ cashback from Eclipsa for broccoli.
3.49$ Tre Stelle cream cheese. 1.50$ off tear pad coupon.
T&T
1.98$/lb Green grapes
1.48$/lb Chicken legs
98¢ Cucumber
8.98$ Whole chickens
Walmart
2.97$/lb Ground beef
94¢ Carrots or onions, 3lbs. 25¢ cashback from Eclipsa.
4.44$ Great Value cheese blocks or shreds
1.27$ Campbell’s broth
2.77$ McCain fries
4.97$ Gaylea butter
8.97$ Maple Leaf hams. 25¢ cashback from Websaver.ca.
1.97$ Broccolo stalks
97¢ Cucumber
3.27$ Chippits. 50¢ cashback rebate from CheckOut51.
Zehrs/Loblaws/Independant
1.77$ Brown and white sugar (Member price). 25¢ cashback from Websaver.ca.
5.99$ pies. Get 1500 PC Optimum points (1.50$ value) each.
2.99$/lb Ground beef
3.99$ Blueberries, pint. Get 1000 PC Optimum points (1$ value) for each.
2.99$ McCain fries
1.49$/lb Tomatoes on the vine

Easy Cashback Offers:

Eclipsa app (https://www.eclipsa.com) cashback 25¢ for each of the following items (limit of 1):

• Avocado
  
• Apples
  
• Broccoli
  
• Carrots
  
• Mushrooms
  
• Nut Butters
  
• Kombucha
  
• Wake Water Caffeinated Sparkling Water
  
• Genuine Health supplements
  

Websaver.ca cashback of 25¢ for each of the following items (limit of 1). Websaver cashback seems to be back to monthly changes:

• Soda
  
• Lemon
  
• Sugar
  
• Chocolate
  
• Asparagus
  
• Peanut butter
  
• Ham
  
• Cheese blocks
  
• Butter
  
• Dry pasta
  
• Potatoes
  
• Turkey
  

Upload your grocery receipts to Caddle for 10¢ cashback. Link via Instagram.
Did I mention CheckOut51 has rebates on beer and wine? (https://www.checkout51.com/)
Extra savings on food can be found by using the Flashfood app, which sells near expiry groceries for large discounts. This week, I got a produce box for 5$ which contained 2lbs of Ontario strawberries in great condition, a bag of grapes and a dozen + apples.

Price match tips:

• Most stores won't price match Rexall or Shoppers Drugmart or Canadian Tire.
  
• Loblaws owned stores limit price matching to 4 items per UPC. Different flavours will have different UPCs. Some stores won’t honor this, but it’s always worth a try.
  
• Showing a virtual flyer like the Flipp app links included in this post is sufficient for price matching. You don't need to find a physical flyer.
  
• Download the Flipp app and long press the price matches to "clip" them. You can find these clippings in the Lists section for easy reference at checkout.
  
• Not all stores will price match every store. Each store will determine their own local competition. They should have this info posted somewhere or ask at the cash and they can tell you.
  

Frugal Tip of the Week:

Keep an eye out on the Flashfood app next week because of the Friday holiday. You’ll start seeing a lot of items close to expiry being cleared out.

"We are in a culture where the usually distinct line between reality and make-believe blur."
I started posting here before with the concept of gratitude and friendship, maybe then I can expand this more by reaching out to those who just need someone to talk with and share anything under the sun.
Okay, introductory paragraph out of the way how about some things about myself and what I’m looking for?
What I'm looking for:

• Single and in the age range of 21-25 years old
• Someone who is kind, respectful,and empathetic
• Someone who is open to a possible relationship should we connect that way

Who am I?

• I don't drink, smoke or even tried other illicit substances.
• Can provide serious conversations at times
• Likes coffee, sports, books, and photography
• Lives in NCR

What I'm not looking for?

• Liars and cheaters (I met someone from here na puro gawa gawa yung information and ang malala is may jowa pala)
• DDS or Marcos apologists
• Someone who is emotionally unavailable

Not sure what else to say, feel free to message if you’re interested in chatting. No hi/hello/hey there please🙂

We all have a thing
A it scares me to even mention it thing A I know I have to do it though thing...
An insomniac shivering in the night wearing holes in the floors from pacing why is adulting so fucking hard thing
A why won't it go away thing A I don't want to look at it thing A why can't I just be a fucking adult and look at it thing A making an appointment on a phone that weighs 1000lbs thing A panic attack from just thinking about it thing A I know I'm sick but doctor needles scare me thing
A why is there no one else to do it for me thing A my fear will choke me if I let it thing A conversation with strangers shouldn't feel like daring myself to dive into acid thing
A why does it have to be me who does it thing A why am I letting it keep me from having a life thing A ramming my head into the wall would be easier thing
A I'm letting it steal sands of my hourglass, I've been thinking about it for weeks but this procrastination is my only safety thing
A tired of these fucking mental health battles executive dysfunction, misfiring synapses it shouldn't be this hard thing...
But, on this day, at this hour you rode into the war you kept running from and you defeated the thing -- the thing that thought it had you beat
you stood up, you did not let it own you you said no, it will not destroy me-- I refuse, I refuse, I refuse!
So now you come home fresh from victory laurel wreath on weary head, and those voices calling you a coward are shamed, because on this day you fought and won
And maybe there is no applause, the cheers you deserve may not come, because no one knows how hard it is to just do that one thing...
But even if the war continues, future battles to plan and wage, by God you will do it again and again and again and it will not stop you.
You are a fucking soldier and you have earned your stripes.
I salute you.
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::Reviews::

1. Lullaby of the Sun and the Moon : OCPoetry (reddit.com)
2. Just for a day : OCPoetry (reddit.com)

Do This & You’ll Be Welcome Anywhere

“It is the individual who is not interested in his fellow men who has the greatest difficulties in life and provides the greatest injury to others. It is from among such individuals that all human failures spring.” - Alfred Adler

Ever asked yourself how you could become friends with someone in the shortest amount of time? Well, here’s the answer. You can make more friends in two months by becoming genuinely interested in other people than you can in two years by trying to get them interested in you.
People aren’t interested in you, or me. They are only interested in themselves - twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week. If we truly want to make friends, let’s do things for other people that require time, energy, and unselfishness. However, a show of interest, like every other principle of human relations, must be sincere.
Tip 1 : Become genuinely interested in other people.

A Simple Way To Make A Good First Impression

“Your smile is a messenger of your goodwill. Your smile brightens the lives of all who see it. To someone who has seen a dozen people frown, scowl, or turn their faces away, your smile is like the sun breaking through the clouds.” - Dale Carnegie

The expression one wears on their face is far more important than the clothes one wears. Like we have been told, action speaks louder than words and a smile says “I like you, I am glad to see you.”
When you’re talking on the phone, smile. Believe it or not, your smile comes through in your voice.
What if you don’t feel like smiling? There is only one fix. Force yourself to smile. Act as if you are happy and it tends to make you happy. “Action and feelings go together.” Happiness does not depend on external factors, it depends on inner conditions.
Tip 2 : Smile

If You Don’t Do This, You Are Headed For Trouble

Despite never attending high school, Jim Farley was honoured with degrees from four different colleges and become the chairman of the Democratic National Committee and Postmaster General of the US. He claims his success came from one thing, a discovery he made early in his life. That discovery was that the average person is more interested in their own name than in all other names on the earth.

Remember someone’s name and call it easily, and you have paid a subtle and very effective compliment. But forget it or misspell it - and you have placed yourself at a sharp disadvantage. - Dale Carnegie

An individual’s name is wholly and completely owned by that individual and nobody else. Their name sets them apart and makes them unique among all others.
Tip 3 : Remember that a person’s name is to that person the sweetest and most important sound in any language.

An Easy Way To Become A Good Conversationalist

What is the highest compliment you can pay someone? Take a guess. The high compliment you can pay someone is to listen intently to what the other individual has to say. To be a good conversationalist, you must be a good listener and be able to encourage the other person to talk. Even the most violent critics will soften in the presence of a patient and sympathetic listener. Who doesn’t want a friendly, sympathetic listener with whom we can unburden ourselves? That is what we all want when we are in trouble.
If you aspire to be a good conversationalist, be an attentive listener. To be interesting, you must be interested. Ask open-ended questions that the other person will be eager to answer. Encourage them to talk about themselves and their accomplishment.
Remember this, people you are talking to are hundreds of times more interested in themselves and their own problems than they are in yours.
Tip 4 : Be a good listener. Encourage others to talk about themselves.

How To Interest People

“The royal road to a person’s heart is to talk about the things he or she treasures most.” - Dale Carnegie

Instead of talking to someone in terms of what you want, try to talk to them about their interests. Talk about their hobbies outside of work or their families.
Tip 5 : Talk in terms of the other person’s interests.

How To Make People Like You Instantly

“If we are so contemptibly selfish that we can’t radiate a little happiness and pass on a bit of honest appreciation without trying to get something out of the other person in return - if our souls are no bigger than sour crab apples, we shall meet with the failure we so richly deserve” - Dale Carnegie

There is this one law in human relations that, if obeyed, will never get us into trouble and bring us countless friends. But the second the law is broken, endless trouble will come your way. This law is : Always make the other person feel important. Obey this golden rule all the time and everywhere.
Tips 6 : Make the other person feel important - and do it sincerely.

Do This & You’ll Be Welcome Anywhere

“It is the individual who is not interested in his fellow men who has the greatest difficulties in life and provides the greatest injury to others. It is from among such individuals that all human failures spring.” - Alfred Adler

Ever asked yourself how you could become friends with someone in the shortest amount of time? Well, here’s the answer. You can make more friends in two months by becoming genuinely interested in other people than you can in two years by trying to get them interested in you.
People aren’t interested in you, or me. They are only interested in themselves - twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week. If we truly want to make friends, let’s do things for other people that require time, energy, and unselfishness. However, a show of interest, like every other principle of human relations, must be sincere.
Tip 1 : Become genuinely interested in other people.

A Simple Way To Make A Good First Impression

“Your smile is a messenger of your goodwill. Your smile brightens the lives of all who see it. To someone who has seen a dozen people frown, scowl, or turn their faces away, your smile is like the sun breaking through the clouds.” - Dale Carnegie

The expression one wears on their face is far more important than the clothes one wears. Like we have been told, action speaks louder than words and a smile says “I like you, I am glad to see you.”
When you’re talking on the phone, smile. Believe it or not, your smile comes through in your voice.
What if you don’t feel like smiling? There is only one fix. Force yourself to smile. Act as if you are happy and it tends to make you happy. “Action and feelings go together.” Happiness does not depend on external factors, it depends on inner conditions.
Tip 2 : Smile

If You Don’t Do This, You Are Headed For Trouble

Despite never attending high school, Jim Farley was honoured with degrees from four different colleges and become the chairman of the Democratic National Committee and Postmaster General of the US. He claims his success came from one thing, a discovery he made early in his life. That discovery was that the average person is more interested in their own name than in all other names on the earth.

Remember someone’s name and call it easily, and you have paid a subtle and very effective compliment. But forget it or misspell it - and you have placed yourself at a sharp disadvantage. - Dale Carnegie

An individual’s name is wholly and completely owned by that individual and nobody else. Their name sets them apart and makes them unique among all others.
Tip 3 : Remember that a person’s name is to that person the sweetest and most important sound in any language.

An Easy Way To Become A Good Conversationalist

What is the highest compliment you can pay someone? Take a guess. The high compliment you can pay someone is to listen intently to what the other individual has to say. To be a good conversationalist, you must be a good listener and be able to encourage the other person to talk. Even the most violent critics will soften in the presence of a patient and sympathetic listener. Who doesn’t want a friendly, sympathetic listener with whom we can unburden ourselves? That is what we all want when we are in trouble.
If you aspire to be a good conversationalist, be an attentive listener. To be interesting, you must be interested. Ask open-ended questions that the other person will be eager to answer. Encourage them to talk about themselves and their accomplishment.
Remember this, people you are talking to are hundreds of times more interested in themselves and their own problems than they are in yours.
Tip 4 : Be a good listener. Encourage others to talk about themselves.

How To Interest People

“The royal road to a person’s heart is to talk about the things he or she treasures most.” - Dale Carnegie

Instead of talking to someone in terms of what you want, try to talk to them about their interests. Talk about their hobbies outside of work or their families.
Tip 5 : Talk in terms of the other person’s interests.

How To Make People Like You Instantly

“If we are so contemptibly selfish that we can’t radiate a little happiness and pass on a bit of honest appreciation without trying to get something out of the other person in return - if our souls are no bigger than sour crab apples, we shall meet with the failure we so richly deserve” - Dale Carnegie

There is this one law in human relations that, if obeyed, will never get us into trouble and bring us countless friends. But the second the law is broken, endless trouble will come your way. This law is : Always make the other person feel important. Obey this golden rule all the time and everywhere.
Tips 6 : Make the other person feel important - and do it sincerely.

The man in the cabin is the magely embodiment of "I don't have time for this shit." A character so stubborn and uncooperative he refuses to even let the author describe him physically.
He leans over a mortar and pestle, crushing ingredients the author is also not allowed to identify (and certainly is not just too lazy to come up with) when there comes a knock at the door.
"Absolutely not," he mutters to himself, continuing his mysterious task and ignoring the second knock.
The door flies open.
"Stop right there!" the guard demands.
"I am doing nothing illegal," he lies.
"Be that as it may, the King has need of your presence!"
He barely glances up.
"No."
"As Court Mage-"
"As WHAT?" this time he does look on at the speaker, in shock and horror.
"You are the one they call Ren, are you not?"
The revolted stare is confirmation enough, for some reason.
"King Olaf has named you Court Mage. Therefore-"
Ren's face contorts as though he has just bitten into something very sour, and bitter, and possibly rotten to the core.
"No."
He lifts his hand and incinerates the guard. With a flick of his fingers the door has shut again, and he returns to his task while shaking his head in disbelief.
There comes another knock.
"Oh for the love of-"
"STOP RIGHT THERE!" the second guard demands, throwing open the door. She pauses momentarily upon noticing the charred corpse on the floor. "What is that?"
"What is what?" Ren replies facetiously.
"Was that a guard?!"
"Baseless accusations."
"Well, I was just here to fetch you for the king," she draws a sword, "but it appears you have viola-"
She bursts into flames.

"Our mage should be here soon," Olaf decides, neglecting to mention how many of his royal fetchers tend to be lost in this process, "now may I present to you, our warrior!"
Rolf sighs deeply at the sight of the yellow-haired man in the golden armor. He might look the part, were it not for the fact that his head was empty and there were no thoughts behind his eyes. The titular warrior lifts a decorative lance into the air.
"It is I!" he announces, "Alfredo!"
"You're going to send your own son to fight a dragon, sire?"
"I have another one," the King points out.
Rolf says nothing, so unprepared was he for this take on parenthood.
"Now all we need is a thief..."
"Sire!" yet another guard announces, entering the throne room with a dark-haired waif and holding a large sack, "this woman was found robbing the treasury!"
"I thought you said we were out of gold!" the King objects, with a disgruntled look at his advisor.
"We are."
"Plenty of gems left, though," the woman points out.
"I see!" the King nods, "Release and pardon her immediately. We have need of her services."
"Robbing you?"
"Fighting a dragon!"
Rolf inspects the thin frame and almost feels bad for the woman. Judging from the look on her face, however, she does not feel bad for herself.
"A dragon?" she repeats with a grin.
"Wouldn't it make more sense for the other two to fight, and the thief to steal back the statue?" Rolf suggests, as though his suggestions carry any weight. Despite being hired specifically for the purpose of making suggestions.
"Aht aht!" the King interrupts, predictably, "Silly Rolf! She's a thief, so obviously she will be assassinating the dragon!"
"... Wouldn't that be an assassin?"
"I wonder how our mage is doing?" Olaf wonders, giving the author an excuse to cut back to the cabin.

"STOP RIGHT THERE!"
The guard pauses, steps over the ever-growing pile of charred corpses.
"How many of you are there?" Ren demands.
"Infinite," he replies, in a tone so confident that the "Court Mage" has to wonder whether this truly is the case.
"Fine," he sighs and puts away the potion he is working on, "what do you want?"
The guard does not answer right away. He seems to be investigating the burnt remains of his brethren.
"Are those-"
"That's neither here nor there," Ren claps his hands together to redirect his attention, "what does Olaf want?"
"Our Royal Highness, His Majesty King-"
"What does Olaf want?" he repeats.
"You'll have to come with me and speak to him directly."
"Not to be dramatic," Ren replies, "but I would rather peel off all my skin and set myself on fire than come-" he stops to consider, "come to the castle?"
"And speak to the king, yes."
Ren drums his fingers on the table, deep in thought, then sighs in a rather exaggerated manner.
"I suppose there's no helping it," he replies, in a tone of false exasperation, and begins to gather his things.

The dragon returns to the summit, the wind kicking up dirt and rocks from beneath his wings as he glides easily into the enormous mouth of the cavern. Even in the dim light of the setting sun, the shine from the mountains of gold - melted and recrafted into forms more pleasing to the dragon than the likeness of one particularly offensive human - would sting the eyes of any foolish enough to wander too close to his hoard.
He tosses the statue into the pile, hard enough to express his disdain for its inspiration, but not enough to damage it. He considers melting it down like the others. Considers, but does not.
The threads of fate wrap around the statue and call out to him. This one is important. It must be left as is. Why? He does not know yet. But he learned long ago not to second guess what the threads of fate choose to say.
Still, that doesn't mean he has to look at that face. With a great sweep of his tail he knocks it onto its side and covers the head with scattered gold. He considers, then reaches with one talon and carves a name into the pile where it can be seen from the entrance.
"N E R O"
He lays his head down and goes to sleep.

Do This & You’ll Be Welcome Anywhere

“It is the individual who is not interested in his fellow men who has the greatest difficulties in life and provides the greatest injury to others. It is from among such individuals that all human failures spring.” - Alfred Adler

Ever asked yourself how you could become friends with someone in the shortest amount of time? Well, here’s the answer. You can make more friends in two months by becoming genuinely interested in other people than you can in two years by trying to get them interested in you.
People aren’t interested in you, or me. They are only interested in themselves - twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week. If we truly want to make friends, let’s do things for other people that require time, energy, and unselfishness. However, a show of interest, like every other principle of human relations, must be sincere.
Tip 1 : Become genuinely interested in other people.

A Simple Way To Make A Good First Impression

“Your smile is a messenger of your goodwill. Your smile brightens the lives of all who see it. To someone who has seen a dozen people frown, scowl, or turn their faces away, your smile is like the sun breaking through the clouds.” - Dale Carnegie

The expression one wears on their face is far more important than the clothes one wears. Like we have been told, action speaks louder than words and a smile says “I like you, I am glad to see you.”
When you’re talking on the phone, smile. Believe it or not, your smile comes through in your voice.
What if you don’t feel like smiling? There is only one fix. Force yourself to smile. Act as if you are happy and it tends to make you happy. “Action and feelings go together.” Happiness does not depend on external factors, it depends on inner conditions.
Tip 2 : Smile

If You Don’t Do This, You Are Headed For Trouble

Despite never attending high school, Jim Farley was honoured with degrees from four different colleges and become the chairman of the Democratic National Committee and Postmaster General of the US. He claims his success came from one thing, a discovery he made early in his life. That discovery was that the average person is more interested in their own name than in all other names on the earth.

Remember someone’s name and call it easily, and you have paid a subtle and very effective compliment. But forget it or misspell it - and you have placed yourself at a sharp disadvantage. - Dale Carnegie

An individual’s name is wholly and completely owned by that individual and nobody else. Their name sets them apart and makes them unique among all others.
Tip 3 : Remember that a person’s name is to that person the sweetest and most important sound in any language.

An Easy Way To Become A Good Conversationalist

What is the highest compliment you can pay someone? Take a guess. The high compliment you can pay someone is to listen intently to what the other individual has to say. To be a good conversationalist, you must be a good listener and be able to encourage the other person to talk. Even the most violent critics will soften in the presence of a patient and sympathetic listener. Who doesn’t want a friendly, sympathetic listener with whom we can unburden ourselves? That is what we all want when we are in trouble.
If you aspire to be a good conversationalist, be an attentive listener. To be interesting, you must be interested. Ask open-ended questions that the other person will be eager to answer. Encourage them to talk about themselves and their accomplishment.
Remember this, people you are talking to are hundreds of times more interested in themselves and their own problems than they are in yours.
Tip 4 : Be a good listener. Encourage others to talk about themselves.

How To Interest People

“The royal road to a person’s heart is to talk about the things he or she treasures most.” - Dale Carnegie

Instead of talking to someone in terms of what you want, try to talk to them about their interests. Talk about their hobbies outside of work or their families.
Tip 5 : Talk in terms of the other person’s interests.

How To Make People Like You Instantly

“If we are so contemptibly selfish that we can’t radiate a little happiness and pass on a bit of honest appreciation without trying to get something out of the other person in return - if our souls are no bigger than sour crab apples, we shall meet with the failure we so richly deserve” - Dale Carnegie

There is this one law in human relations that, if obeyed, will never get us into trouble and bring us countless friends. But the second the law is broken, endless trouble will come your way. This law is : Always make the other person feel important. Obey this golden rule all the time and everywhere.
Tips 6 : Make the other person feel important - and do it sincerely.

Hello i am looking to build a community around a fantasy rp setting with elements at the core of the foundation of said community i think it's only fair if we start with the background or as some of you may call it lore!
Welcome to the world of Elementia, a fantastical realm where the very fabric of existence is shaped by the elements themselves. In this world, powerful Elemental Masters control the forces of nature, manipulating the elements to their will and ruling over the people with an iron fist.
The continent of Elementia is a vast and diverse place, with each region defined by its dominant element. In the north, the Frozen Wastelands are ruled by the Ice Masters, who wield their power to freeze anything in their path. The land is covered in a thick layer of snow and ice, with frozen lakes and rivers snaking their way through the landscape. The people who live here have adapted to the cold, building their homes out of ice and snow and relying on fur clothing and thick blankets to stay warm.
To the east lies the Burning Desert, a vast expanse of sand and heat ruled by the Fire Masters. Here, the sun beats down relentlessly, and temperatures can soar to deadly levels. The Fire Masters use their power to manipulate flames and create intense heat, using it to both defend their territory and punish any who would defy them. The people who live here are hardened and resilient, able to endure the scorching temperatures and fierce sandstorms.
In the south, the vast expanse of the Stormy Seas is ruled by the Water Masters, who control the power of the ocean itself. The seas here are treacherous, with massive waves and violent storms sweeping across the surface. The Water Masters are able to summon these storms at will, using them to both defend their territory and lash out at their enemies. The people who live on the shores of the Stormy Seas are skilled sailors and fishermen, able to navigate the rough waters and fend off the sea monsters that lurk beneath the surface.
Finally, in the west, the towering mountains of the Elemental Peaks are home to the Earth Masters. Here, the land is rocky and rugged, with massive boulders and deep ravines dotting the landscape. The Earth Masters are able to manipulate the very ground beneath their feet, creating earthquakes and landslides to defend their territory. The people who live here are hardy and resilient, able to endure the harsh conditions and carve out a living from the rugged terrain.
Despite their differences, the Elemental Masters all share a deep sense of pride and loyalty to their respective elements. They are fierce and powerful warriors, feared and respected by all who would challenge their authority. But as the balance of power in Elementia begins to shift, and new threats emerge from the shadows, the Elemental Masters may find themselves facing their greatest challenge yet.
In the world of Elementia, the elements are not merely physical forces, but are also imbued with a mystical energy known as elemental magic. This magic allows the Elemental Masters to manipulate their respective elements in ways that defy the laws of physics.
Each of the Elemental Masters is chosen by their respective element at a young age, and trained in the ways of elemental magic by their predecessors. They are imbued with a deep connection to their element, and are able to channel its power to perform feats that are impossible for ordinary mortals.
However, the Elemental Masters are not the only ones who can wield elemental magic. There are also those known as elementals, who are creatures born from the elements themselves. These beings are incredibly powerful, and are often revered as living embodiments of their respective elements.
Throughout the history of Elementia, there have been many wars and conflicts between the Elemental Masters, as each seeks to expand their territory and gain dominance over the other elements. However, there have also been times of peace and cooperation, when the Elemental Masters have come together to face greater threats to the world.
One such threat came in the form of the Void, a dark and mysterious force that seeks to consume all of existence. The Void is the opposite of the elements, and is a force of entropy and destruction. It is said that the Void is able to corrupt even the most powerful of the Elemental Masters, turning them into dark reflections of their former selves.
To combat the threat of the Void, a group known as the Order of the Elements was founded. This organization is composed of representatives from each of the elemental nations, and is dedicated to preserving the balance of the elements and defending Elementia from the forces of darkness.
Despite their differences, the people of Elementia are united by their reverence for the elements and their deep respect for the power of elemental magic. They are a people who live in harmony with the natural world, and who understand that the elements are not mere tools to be wielded, but are living entities that deserve reverence and respect.
What we promise you A Respectable and friendly community IC & OOC Events OOC areas Interactive Map based on significant player decisions A Different mix and breed of rpers A safe and inclusive community Regular RP events Creative freedom within reason aka no nsfw inappropriate themes) Support and resources With, tIat i do require mods and admins to assist in making the server you can of course continue to rp just with your position being your main priority.
With everything else out of the way I wish for you to come up with a character description or just ask what is needed and I'll respond with a template and from there I will provide an invitation to the server please send a message to account to my main account which is a_person123#4750

Hello i am looking to build a community around a fantasy rp setting with elements at the core of the foundation of said community i think it's only fair if we start with the background or as some of you may call it lore!
​
Welcome to the world of Elementia, a fantastical realm where the very fabric of existence is shaped by the elements themselves. In this world, powerful Elemental Masters control the forces of nature, manipulating the elements to their will and ruling over the people with an iron fist.
The continent of Elementia is a vast and diverse place, with each region defined by its dominant element. In the north, the Frozen Wastelands are ruled by the Ice Masters, who wield their power to freeze anything in their path. The land is covered in a thick layer of snow and ice, with frozen lakes and rivers snaking their way through the landscape. The people who live here have adapted to the cold, building their homes out of ice and snow and relying on fur clothing and thick blankets to stay warm.
To the east lies the Burning Desert, a vast expanse of sand and heat ruled by the Fire Masters. Here, the sun beats down relentlessly, and temperatures can soar to deadly levels. The Fire Masters use their power to manipulate flames and create intense heat, using it to both defend their territory and punish any who would defy them. The people who live here are hardened and resilient, able to endure the scorching temperatures and fierce sandstorms.
In the south, the vast expanse of the Stormy Seas is ruled by the Water Masters, who control the power of the ocean itself. The seas here are treacherous, with massive waves and violent storms sweeping across the surface. The Water Masters are able to summon these storms at will, using them to both defend their territory and lash out at their enemies. The people who live on the shores of the Stormy Seas are skilled sailors and fishermen, able to navigate the rough waters and fend off the sea monsters that lurk beneath the surface.
Finally, in the west, the towering mountains of the Elemental Peaks are home to the Earth Masters. Here, the land is rocky and rugged, with massive boulders and deep ravines dotting the landscape. The Earth Masters are able to manipulate the very ground beneath their feet, creating earthquakes and landslides to defend their territory. The people who live here are hardy and resilient, able to endure the harsh conditions and carve out a living from the rugged terrain.
Despite their differences, the Elemental Masters all share a deep sense of pride and loyalty to their respective elements. They are fierce and powerful warriors, feared and respected by all who would challenge their authority. But as the balance of power in Elementia begins to shift, and new threats emerge from the shadows, the Elemental Masters may find themselves facing their greatest challenge yet.
In the world of Elementia, the elements are not merely physical forces, but are also imbued with a mystical energy known as elemental magic. This magic allows the Elemental Masters to manipulate their respective elements in ways that defy the laws of physics.
Each of the Elemental Masters is chosen by their respective element at a young age, and trained in the ways of elemental magic by their predecessors. They are imbued with a deep connection to their element, and are able to channel its power to perform feats that are impossible for ordinary mortals.
However, the Elemental Masters are not the only ones who can wield elemental magic. There are also those known as elementals, who are creatures born from the elements themselves. These beings are incredibly powerful, and are often revered as living embodiments of their respective elements.
Throughout the history of Elementia, there have been many wars and conflicts between the Elemental Masters, as each seeks to expand their territory and gain dominance over the other elements. However, there have also been times of peace and cooperation, when the Elemental Masters have come together to face greater threats to the world.
One such threat came in the form of the Void, a dark and mysterious force that seeks to consume all of existence. The Void is the opposite of the elements, and is a force of entropy and destruction. It is said that the Void is able to corrupt even the most powerful of the Elemental Masters, turning them into dark reflections of their former selves.
To combat the threat of the Void, a group known as the Order of the Elements was founded. This organization is composed of representatives from each of the elemental nations, and is dedicated to preserving the balance of the elements and defending Elementia from the forces of darkness.
Despite their differences, the people of Elementia are united by their reverence for the elements and their deep respect for the power of elemental magic. They are a people who live in harmony with the natural world, and who understand that the elements are not mere tools to be wielded, but are living entities that deserve reverence and respect.
What we promise you A Respectable and friendly community IC & OOC Events OOC areas Interactive Map based on significant player decisions A Different mix and breed of rpers A safe and inclusive community Regular RP events Creative freedom within reason aka no nsfw inappropriate themes) Support and resources With, tIat i do require mods and admins to assist in making the server you can of course continue to rp just with your position being your main priority.
With everything else out of the way I wish for you to come up with a character description or just ask what is needed and I'll respond with a template and from there I will provide an invitation to the server please send a message to account to my main account which is a_person123#4750