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2023.04.01 21:47 firesidestories23 The Forbidden Ruins: A Tale of Terror Part 3

A magic circle appears on the ground in front of the ancient ruins. The group is transported to the entrance in a flash of light. John falls to his knees and starts to cry.
"It killed them," he screams.
John continues to sob uncontrollably. Kiera attempts to comfort him, but he lashes out. He pushes her away and starts to draw his sword. Marcus lunges to protect Kiera just as the sword's tip is removed from the sheath. In one swooping motion, John swings at Marcus. Luckily, because of his state of mind, John misses. Lilith walks up to John and flicks him on the forehead. John's eyes glaze over; his legs give out and he falls to the ground.
"What the hell was that?" Marcus questions.
"A simple paralysis spell," Lilith explains.
"Not that; why did he attack Kiera?"
"He didn't intentionally attack her. The orb fractured his mind, and Kiera was the closest when it finally broke."
"How the hell do you know so much about that orb thing?"
"My father told me stories from the war."
Marcus looks at Lilith, waiting for her to elaborate. "Would you care to fill us in?"
The group decides to make camp near the ruins before returning to Arcadia. Lilith sets up a tent for John and tends to the paralysis spell she placed on him while Marcus and Kiera start a campfire. After Lilith confirmed John's vital signs were normal, she started cooking dinner. She serves Marcus and Kiera a hot bowl of steaming venison stew. They start eating, waiting for Lilith to begin her story.
"At the beginning of the war, 8 years ago, two armies from the elf and human nations met in a field near a human village. The war had not yet begun, and this battle was over territory encroachment. The nearby village was expanding, and the humans needed more land to cultivate food for the growing population. The elves, however, claimed the forest to be theirs. In the middle of the battle, soldiers from both sides stop suddenly to look at a glowing red orb that appeared in the sky over the village. It stayed there for several minutes. It didn't move, didn't change in size or color. It just sat there. The fighting had stopped; it seemed to be a gift from the gods. But, just as the soldiers were heading back to camp, the orb disappeared, and a powerful shockwave destroyed the village. Some of the soldiers even reported feeling the shockwave from 4 furlongs away. The humans accused the elves of the destruction and retaliated by destroying an elven village, and the war started. My father and I were the only survivors when our village got destroyed by those disgusting…." Lilith pauses to take a deep breath. She cannot allow her emotions to control her.
"None of this makes sense," Kiera says.
"What do you mean?" Marcus asks.
"“None of this makes sense,” Kiera says.
First, why would an orb from 8 years ago be seen here in century-old ruins? And secondly, why were they reported to be a base for goblins when that is obviously not the case."
"Maybe someone has a sick sense of humor?" Lilith suggests.
The group is interrupted as John emerges from his tent and joins them by the fire.
"How are you feeling?" Lilith asks.
"A bit nauseous," he says.
Lilith prepares a bowl of stew broth and hands it to John, "This should help."
"I overheard you talking about the quest, and I had a crazy thought," John says as he slowly sips the broth. "When I met you, Marcus, you said you already had a quest."
"That is right," Marcus says. "The Guild master personally asked us to complete it."
"So, if you were picked for the job, someone may be targeting you three."
Marcus, Kiera, and Lilith look at each other in bewilderment. They can't believe the guild master would be involved in such a heinous plot.
John notices their concerned looks and tries to reassure them, "the job was probably passed through many hands before it reached the guild master. Whoever this person is, they're covering their tracks."
The four adventurers sit silently by the fire, contemplating their next move. Marcus and Kiera decide it's best if they get some sleep and continue formulating a plan in the morning. They head to their tents while Lilith and John remain by the fire.
"I'm sure you have many questions," Lilith says
"I do, but first, why do you trust me?" John asks.
"Because you have lost everything as I have."
"But we lost them in different ways. I lost mine to a powerful unknown entity while humans killed yours. So again, why do you trust me, a human?"
"I do not hate a person just because they are the same race that destroyed my village. And you did not learn about the orb until about an hour ago."
"I had already known the orb wasn't of elven origin 2 years after the incident. I was determined to find the one that killed my family. Throughout my research, I discovered that no dark elf can produce something of that magnitude."
"Well, uh...yes and no. No dark elf, as you call us, has the magical capacity to achieve something on that scale, but there is a race of elves on the northern continent who can."
Lilith explains that after her village was attacked, she began having nightmares. One occurred over and over again about a man with no name and no face. It seemed as if he would appear in her dreams purposefully. He would greet her as if they knew each other and show her his magic power.
"Are you telling me you can create an orb like the one in the ruins…?" John asks.
"yes," Lilith replies.
John stares silently at the campfire as he processes this new information.
"I'm not involved in any of this if that's what you're thinking," Lilith says defensively.
"Sure you aren’t. It was quite convenient that you put up the barrier only after the orb nearly killed us all."
"I said we needed to leave. Marcus and Kiera listened to me, but you were in shock."
John picks up a piece of firewood and tosses it on the fire. "It's going to be difficult trusting you in the future."
Lilith stands up, "why don't you sleep on it. We can discuss it more tomorrow." Lilith leaves John by the fire and walks toward her tent. She hears a faint rustling in the bushes near the forest's edge. She looks back to see John still staring into the fire. She turns back toward the woods, holds her out hands, and casts 'detect thoughts.'
"Hello, my dear Lilith," A voice says in her mind.
Lilith's eyes grow wide as she recognizes the voice. It is the man who appeared in her dreams.
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2023.04.01 21:46 Capital-Ant2812 Hello can you tell me what y'all think of this

I was writing this story and thinking of turning it into a webtoon. Can you tell me what you think.
My mom finally caved in. “Fine, make sure you’re prepared and take the train to school. Make sure you’re careful and follow all instructions!”
“Don’t worry mom,” I grumbled. “It's not like any of us have superpowers anyway.”
I finished my food, grabbed everything I needed and rushed out the door.
Living here is expensive but it sure is amazing if you can succeed.
Even if the world was almost destroyed 250 years ago we sure were able to come a long way in that time. It was great enough that me and Thomas’ parents would try so hard to be able to live here.
At first glance it was beautiful like a dream. Sector 3 was one of the best Districts except 1 and 2.
It buzzed with life with people on their way to work and wherever they needed to go. Cars hovered over the ground at speeds of 20 to 30 miles per hour.They made a sort of buzzing noise that was music to my ears. The smells of food cooking in fancy restaurants attacked my nostrils hoping to draw my attention and buy their food. Good thing I had a hearty breakfast because I don’t think I could afford any of them right now. Teenagers like me hung out with their hoverboards doing all types of tricks that could easily backfire in a nearby park. They had neon colored hair, mohawks along with other choices in fashion that my school and I just don’t agree with. Other businesses such as hospitals, hair salons, movie theaters also seemed to attract crowds like a magnet. I even passed by the hospital my mom worked at. It was a huge dark skyscraper with a spacious parking lot with its name Healing Haven Hospital in bright colored letters at the top.
Sector 3 was a great place to live if you could afford it. Although If you looked hard enough you noticed the people that failed to make ends meet. In the slums people slept in man made houses of trash and boxes. Others smoked and did drugs which was kind of illegal. Either they weren’t caught or the soldiers didn’t care enough to check. Children wearing dirty rags who were so skinny you could count their ribs rummaged through trash and fought over any spoils. It wasn’t fair that this greedy government would place laws and taxes that would force them to suffer this horrible fate. I need money whether or not it's legal as long as it can keep my family fed and happy.
15 minutes after I left the house I finally reached the train station. I got off my hoverboard and got in line and thankfully it wasn’t that long. When I reached the doors, I almost had a heart attack. Guarding the door where two sentinels armed to the teeth carrying large guns and dressed in their signature white bulletproof armor.
“Pay up please,” the one on the right said as he stretched out his hand. He held a device that would collect the money you need to take to ride the train.
“Okay,” I agreed with a nervous voice.
I took out my own phone and paid. I was able to get a seat on the train I was keeping all to myself with no troubles.
After we started moving I finally was able to let myself relax. I thought I was this close to being arrested before I could do anything illegal today.
Sentinels are usually stationed in places such as banks and homes of important people like governors. But this is the first time I’ve seen them deployed at a train station. I remember when I wanted to be one when I was a kid and go to District 2 to make lots of money but my parents made me give up that dream. District 2 specializes in military and security. That was where soldiers trained and lived. Higher Ups also had access to a luxurious life in a fancy mansion and more money than what they actually needed. This is where the hovercrafts that soared the sky providing surveillance were built and maintained. Where Epizon’s forces that would protect our country from its threats could prepare for any possibility. Prepare for what I always ask. Most of the world has been destroyed. Africa has never shown any hostility to us. No, they’re just here to enforce this tyrannical government and eliminate any that may possess abilities.
I grabbed my headphones from my backpack and played my favorite songs. At least I can enjoy the view.
It was like I was flying as the train soared through the sky on a railway that snaked throughout the city. Never actually touching since the train was connected through powerful electromagnets saving both energy and money. The city looked even more impressive when you had a bird’s eye view.
Couples and families enjoyed picnics on tables at the Liberty State Park. People walked in and out of the Interpretive Center where history from about 300 years was taught. It still had memorials dedicated to remembering events like what happened centuries ago at 9/11. Now there’s a huge memorial dedicated to those who fought to save us from the Enhanced. It's still so hard to believe that people with super powers exist. I’ve learned about them in history class but they seem so unreal. I’ve never seen somebody shoot fire or fly so either the military is really good at their job or this is all made up.
District 3 of the great utopia Epizon. Named after the Greek word for survivor. When the continents Australia, Europe, South America, and Asia were destroyed in World War Three. By the Enhanced who gained powers that almost destroyed the world. Thankfully, the remnants of North America were able to stand up and defeat all the Enhanced people and create the amazing paradise we live in.
It sounds so unreal it has to be propaganda to control the Sectors.
We flew over the Hudson River Walkway. It was my favorite view on the train ride because I loved the way sunlight would reflect off the pristine turquoise waters. It's a shame we don’t really get to swim or fish though. That’s probably for the best.
The rest of the train ride went fast and before I knew it I was at my stop. I grabbed my hoverboard and raced to school because the Victor can’t be late.
While this District has its downsides it could really get a lot worse from here. However, District 1 was the real paradise. It was where the most important people with the most standing lived. The President, his wife, and other high ranking government officials lived there. In enormous mansions separated by acres where all the other people who enforced laws and taxes that made it difficult for my parents to live and provide for us.
But District 3 was the best place where people who are more fortunate like me could live. As long as you were skilled enough and worked hard enough. My mom was a somewhat prominent doctor at one of the biggest hospitals in this District. District 3 specializes in a lot of fields but the one it specializes in is medical science. Medicine, prosthetics, you can get the best of them from here. And my dad was vice president at a company that released some of the best virtual reality games. Entertainment is just as important as health in Epizon. Which meant I sometimes received popular games before everyone else. I remember so many times my parents and I would play together exploring outer space, fighting monsters. My parents are so cool, right?
You’d think that our life would be a little more luxurious and it was. Unfortunately, the selfish government increased taxes and fees from school started to pile up. As the victor in sophomore year I was exempt from those rules as long as I remained Victor. But my parents have yet to completely finish paying all those debts.
It's dangerous to get lost in your thoughts when you’re traveling 3 feet off the ground at 15 miles per hour on a hoverboard because you might end up running into a moving car. Thankfully, I managed to stop just in time.
“So, the Victor almost crashes to a fatal stop. It would be sad, you know. I’d hate for my best friend to die like that.”
I knew that voice.
I turned around and noticed that mischievous grin with sharp teeth I was so familiar with. With his strong red eyes and messy black hair he could’ve been a criminal. Well he technically should be but we’re too smart to get caught.
“Thomas, how’re you?” I asked as I got off my hoverboard.
“Oh, nothing, just waiting for you,” he replied. “I knew you’d show up here to catch the levitrain.”
He gave me a hug and somehow managed to pick me up and spin me around like something a kid would ask their parents to do.
“How’re you doing my best friend? Did you actually get a huge extravagant meal because I just did. My mom just got paid and she didn’t save a single epi.”
“Yeah, I actually did and so I can actually keep my breakfast and not throw up let me down.”
“How’re you so strong anyway? I know you work out but are you seriously that strong. Don’t tell me you actually have super strength.”
“I hope I don’t. Life sucks as is but it would get even worse if I suddenly awakened superpowers.”
I feel the same. It’s rough but we can make it better.
We always managed to read each other’s minds.
“Are you ready for these physicals?” I asked.
“I’m so sick of those things,” he replied. “Oh, it’s time for us to cross.”
We both got on our hoverboards and raced towards school.
“Don’t worry about it, you're strong and you’re pretty muscular,” I assured him. “But, I hope you’re not strong enough to throw a car or something.”
“Don’t worry about it, I've already tried. Nah, I’m kidding.”
“So, are we doing that job today,” Thomas asked with a mischievous grin.
“You know it,” I said.
Now you have to admit our school was pretty impressive.
First of all, it was gigantic. It sort of resembled a castle but really high tech in blue, red, and white colors. In the middle FutureTech was printed in red and blue and was highlighted in white. The dorms were on the left side. And the rest of the other facilities and equipment was in the other half. This was FutureTech, a place which was probably the best school a student could ask for. Less than 20% of those who apply here make the cut. And the majority of them were rich kids who could afford to pay the tuition. Me and Thomas barely made it and it was really tough. But we both worked hard and eventually I became the Victor. One of the perks of being a Victor that must’ve been in place for people like us was that the Victor could choose anyone who didn’t have as much money as the others to be their second in command. They would be exempt from the tuition and other crazy rules. Did you know you have to pay a security fee after a year?
But those only applied if the other guy had good grades and a clean track record. But only as long as I’m the Victor and if either of us do anything that breaks the rules we’ll both be kicked out. Talk about pressure.
But this was the best place to learn anything really. Law, business, art, engineering and other sciences. And it could all be done here.
The school had defenses in place to protect the lives of students and staff. An electromagnetic barrier surrounded the entire establishment. Stretching out a few acres across outside the building. If you wanted to get in you had to get through the one gate in the front. At the gate there were security cameras, x-rays, and 10 armed Sentinels just for extra security. The security was just as intense inside making it nearly impossible to do anything that violated the rules. They didn’t waste a single epi.
“Man, the security of this place is unnerving as always,” Thomas complained.
“It never fails to show me just how out of place we are.”
“Of course the security is advanced. The children of really important people receive education here. This helps them make sure they aren’t kidnapped. I do agree it's unnerving but at least it’s secure. Besides you and I both deserve to be here”
We walked through the sliding doors and saw just how beautiful the school was inside.
The place was illuminated by golden lights. Robots made clunky noises while drones wizzed over my head. I could barely hear myself think over the voices of other students. Girls argued over petty things like their hairstyles and whose boyfriend was better. While boys competed to see who’s stronger or more handsome. Rainbow colors flashed from the lab to the right. Future doctors practiced their skills on mannequins in the lab at the left.
“Hey, look, it's the Victor!”
Soon, the whole school had their eyes on me.
Girls and boys waved and applauded. Even the ones on the second floor whooped and jumped around. Not everyone felt the same though. Some students snickered and sneered while others glared with hatred and jealousy. Even when you work hard to be at the top not everyone will appreciate it.
“You’re popular,” Thomas remarked.
“Too bad not everyone is a fan. You still got the ladies cheering for you. You think you could give them a good word about me?” Thomas joked.
“You know that’s not how it is. We’re on different levels in society. I lose my title as Victor and I fade into the background.”
“Besides, you're smart and strong. Try hard enough and you could get a girlfriend. Just don’t let anyone catch on to our extracurricular activities.”
“Look at that smug smile on his face,” a voice rang out.
“It must be nice to be the Victor's lap dog. I could use that so explain why it is getting wasted on that idiot.”
“ He thinks he’s so strong and mighty just because of that stupid pin. Wait till I get my hands on it, fool.”
“He should watch out. It’d be unfortunate if an accident were to happen. No one would miss some commoners who couldn’t support themselves without that Victor title.”
“Who is that?” Thomas demanded.
“If I find out who they are they won’t have to worry about creating any accident.”
“Chill out Thomas. None of them have the guts or smarts to try anything. Besides, together there’s nothing they can do to either of us.”
“You’re right. We have brains and muscles,” he said as he flexed his arms.
I don’t blame some of them though. Kids who weren’t super wealthy but still made it could use the privileges I got from this title. There were also the selfish rich kids who had more money than they really needed. But I couldn't bear to see someone work hard to achieve something they couldn’t. It makes me so sick sometimes. Our parents do our best just to put a roof over our heads and pay taxes. But I became Victor and that’s a problem. I apologize but I’m not giving it up anytime soon.
“ So what’s first on Victor's schedule?”
“First, we have History class. Then, I have to give a report on quantum physics. Then we have lunch right before the physicals.”
“Well, while you’re doing your fancy report on quantum psychics I’m doing one on the state of this Sector. There’s so many children and families without homes. If I simply beg them nothing will happen. I’ll convince them why they should lend money and support to those who really deserve it. They can train adults to help reinforce the Walls. Add them to the military. Children can also be useful for things. Think about all the new medications they could try by using sick children. They could also put extremely smart children to work in engineering. Even the government can’t ignore the potential of children if given the right environment.”
Good old Thomas is always thinking of ways to help those in need. He takes every advantage and tool he can if it means he can improve the lives of his mother’s and others. More reason for me to fight to stay the Victor.
“Thomas, I have a question.”
“What is it?” he asked.
“Let’s say if you can do what you plan. What if some of those who you’re helping have powers?”
Thomas' face darkened as he stopped his stride.
I hate to do this to him but what if some of those he’s trying to help are Enhanced. People who have done nothing wrong superpowers or not don’t deserve to be hurt out of fear and hatred. Especially if it was because my best friend was only trying to genuinely help.
“I’m not sure. I can already imagine what the government would do if they got their hands on Enhanced people. But if I can only help people with no powers who actually need it. Am I wrong to try even if it could hurt others?”
Thomas’ statement really made me think. The government will hunt those with powers without question. But if he can help the others is that really so wrong? If only we could get the power and authority to change Epizon for the better. A place where rich or poor, normal or superpowered don’t matter. The only thing that you’ll be judged on is your character.
But I guess we’ve got to help our families and graduate first.
“Let’s go Thomas. We can both think about that later. But first let’s catch an elevator to the third floor and learn more history. YAY!!”
“Ok! I’ll race you!”
In 5 minutes we made it to History class before we could’ve been marked late. Seriously, why does Mr. Rodrigo’s class has to be all the way at the end of the hallway.
We took our seats in the front with Thomas right behind me and got ready.
Mr. Rodrigo was an intimidating man. He was 6ft 6 inches tall. He had an even more muscular body than Thomas and his platinum blonde hair was as tidy as always. But the most frightening part was his silver right arm prosthetic which I swore could punch through steel. No student turned in work late in this class. We had a Veteran soldier, not some pushover.
“Today, in class we’ll be discussing World War Three and what led to it 250 years ago!” Mr Rodrigo announced.
The projector in front turned on into an educational video to teach us about the history of Epizon.
This is how the story went. Over 250 years the Earth was a beautiful place. All the major continents and countries were still thriving and Epizon was known as North America. It was a place where all races were equal. And people could enjoy nature and the same standards of living. No one went hungry and people could afford anything they could ever want. Yeah right.
However, this peace and prosperity was interrupted when the Chosen rebelled. When the greatest scientists of North America were able to give selected people superpowers to make sure peace could continue to prosper. However, the Chosen got drunk on their new powers. They betrayed our country and killed those who gave them their powers to make sure no one could fight against them. After taking full control of our country they waged war on the rest of the world, Starting World War Three. However, other major world powers also developed their own Chosen. In the next 10 years Asia, South America, Europe, and Australia were completely destroyed.
However, our country’s usurpers had almost destroyed themselves in the war. While they grew complacent with their powers we built up our resources in secret. When they attempted to heal their wounds we launched a counter strike against them. Using whatever tactics it took from air strikes, snipings, and more. A major part was thanks to a specially created poison that could weaken those with powers and even kill them. We finally won over them and took our country back. To celebrate we named our country Epizon and split it into 20 Sectors. The most crucial people in the war effort against the former Chosen were elected to be governors, secretaries with the President on top. With their descendants guiding Epizon to greatness and equality centuries later.
What a load of bull.
This country isn’t fair or equal at all! My parents struggle just to pay stupid bills! I go on these stupid jobs just to make sure me and my best friend's family don’t have to sleep on the streets. The horrible fate of those who couldn’t make it haunts me everytime I go around the city. One doesn’t even have a fair chance of becoming a politician if they aren't related to one.
I got so mad I snapped my pen in half. A waste of a perfectly good pen.
“Mark, are you good?” Thomas whispered.
“Yes, I’m fine. Sorry just lost my temper-”
A metal fist slammed into my table.
“Mr. Mark, is there a reason why you and your friend are interrupting class. Do you perhaps feel that as the Victor you have nothing to learn from this topic.”
The rest of the class snickered and snorted.
“Actually no Thomas and I were comparing the earliest of Epizon to now to highlight just how much our country has grown. I apologize if we interrupted your class.”
“Oh really. Well since you already know this class backwards and forwards you can teach the class. In fact, you can educate them on the Bloody River Incident. Consider this a test. And I do hope you know your facts. After all, I was the only survivor of that horrible massacre ”
The Bloody River Incident was a catastrophe where 1,000 died. I only learned about it last year because whenever the aftermath turned on the news my parents removed it.
“I’d love to educate our class on Epizon’s history, Mr. Rodrigo.”
Three years ago the Sentinels launched an attack on a refugee camp of Enhanced in Sector 4. Unfortunately, the battalion of 1,000 Sentinels was all wiped out. It got its title for the color the Hudson River turned when the blood of fallen soldiers mixed in. The security for schools, banks, and other “important” places increased. Of course they never bothered with things like public transportation until recently.
“Anytime this year,” Mr. Rodrigo complained.
Why did I have to get a pop quiz today?
Chapter 3
“Finally, we get to go to lunch,” Thomas cheered.
“Did you bring anything today?”
“I was super lucky today. My mom made this huge spread so I’ve got some leftover pancakes, bacon and some eggs. What about you?”
“Oh nothing so special. My mom was still at work so I gathered up some things and made lasagna.”
“Your mom’s super awesome lasagna,” I wondered.
“I’ll share some with you if you share with me,” he said.
Thanks to the insulated lunch box Thomas’ food was still warm. The aroma of all the wonderful spices gave me delight.
“Sure. One of the special privileges I get to enjoy is your mom’s lasagna. After all the school lunch is too expensive and while it may be high class food. It still pales in comparison to homemade food made with love.”
“Isn’t that right? So Mark, what do you want to do once you graduate? We can’t be criminals forever.”
“I was thinking about starting a company using our inventions. I’ve been talking to my dad about it and if I can remain the Victor until I graduate. It will be a great sales pitch especially if we can improve our projects. Even Epizon can’t deny geniuses who can make their country even greater.”
“You’re right. How did your Dad like our skeleton key?”
“He wasn’t fond of it at all. He said he didn’t want us to use our intellect to make weapons. Instead, we should work with my mom to find ways we can help people. For example, my mom’s a neurosurgeon. Sentinels who’ve suffered grievous injuries in training exercises will be looking for someone who can really fix them. Paralysis, loss of motor control, even the prosthetics they use sometimes malfunction.”
I took out my laptop and typed a few buttons. In three minutes I pulled a sort of research paper I made in my spare time.
“I’ve heard that some nervous systems are unable to handle the stress of handling new prostheses. And the more prosthesis they implant the more the increase in side effects. Some soldiers sign up for weaponized implants to improve their combat powers. I heard they can even copy some powers like pyrokinesis or super strength.”
“That’s crazy. Anyways I’m hungry. Let's discuss this after lunch.”
We’ll need all the energy we can get.
We split the food both ways and chowed down.
Thomas took out a mini speaker and started playing rock music. Before we knew it we started using the forks and spoons we had as music instruments. We tapped and beat to the music. But we calmed down a little when we received glares. We can’t be looking foolish.
The cafeteria was big enough to carry two hovercrafts. It had gold chandeliers and pristine white walls. Tables ranging for 1, for 2, and 4 were scattered out. Robots taking orders, collecting checks, and bringing food raced around on high tech wheels. The air was packed with aromas from dishes prepared by some of the best chefs in Epizon. However, what I despised the most wasn’t the high cost of food that made me avoid relying on school lunch. But the snot nosed rich kids who went out of their way to bring their own fancy dresses and suits just for the cafeteria. I mean are you serious? And the school allowed them to do it as long as it was just for lunch. I pitied the other kids who stood out because they weren’t in the position to waste the few good clothes they had. I certainly could agree with that. These kids would dance, sing loud and do whatever else that was annoying.
On our table just for two that was far away from the majority we ate our lunch in peace.
“Your mom’s lasagna is just as good as it’s always been Thomas. I could never quite recreate it even when you gave me the recipe.”
“Of course you couldn’t. It’s a secret skill that can only be learned by my bloodline.”
Would it be too much to ask if we could just laugh like this forever.
“I see you’re enjoying yourself Victor.”
Someone just had to ruin the fun.
I heard the tip tapping of shoes from right behind me. One girl, two boys.
“I hate this guy. Why’d he even come to this school? He should have just been homeschooled in his nice mansion in Sector 1.”
“Come on, commoner. You should be grateful to be blessed for me to come to you. Your lap dog should feel grateful too.”
“This guy,” Thomas growled.
He grabbed a chair and sat right in the middle of us. His lackeys stayed right behind him.
The aggressor was the son of the President, the most powerful man in Epizon. He was tall for 15 6ft 3 inches. His white skin had no freckle, zit, or pimple in sight. His red eyes went well with the red highlights in his hair. Usually dying your hair isn’t allowed but when you’re the President’s son you get to break a few rules.
His two lackeys are Merle, daughter of Sector 4’s Governor, and Sector 3’s Secretary Charles.
“Jason. It’s time for us to eat lunch. What would you like to order?” Merle asked.
“Knowing Jason he’s going to order whatever’s the most expensive thing on the menu,” Charles answered.
“That’s right I Jason Powers sit at the top of Epizon. I come from a line of great people like secretaries, governors, generals, and revolutionary scientists. Someone of my standing deserves nothing less than the best.”
“Very well, I shall place your order now.”
Jason pointed at me.
“But what are you eating Victor? What’s on your plate? Pancakes,eggs,lasagna. I won’t allow someone as esteemed as the Victor to eat from such a shabby diet. At this school you’re one of the only people at this school at my level. Maybe I should order the second most expensive thing on this menu.”
“What-” both Thomas and him exclaimed.
“If possible, can I take it to go?”
Look I’m not passing up free high class food even if I don’t like the guy that’s offering.
“Guess I’ll order it then. I’ll take something to get Waiter-bot!”
In response a nearby Waiter-bot rushed over.
“Hey, what are you doing?” Thomas whispered.
“Look, I'm not turning down free food. Maybe I’ll give it to my parents.”
“And what about your third string?”, he addressed Thomas.
Thomas jumped out of his seat and looked like he was about to start a fight. Thankfully, his smart to know that’s a bad idea.
“Considering you’re the lowest person here. Should I buy you the fifth most expensive dish? Or did that restaurant your mom owns mean you don’t need it. It used to be so high-class you know but ever since Father placed those taxes you haven’t been doing so well. You’re still successful, sure but your mom must be struggling to run it.”
Thomas was about to raise his fist but I quickly smacked it down.
“He’ll take it and thanks for your kind consideration.”
“If you need anything, here's my card. I may take pity on you.”
In 20 minutes the Waiterbots brought our food after Jason and his lackeys left.
We had Massaman curry, wagyu beef, Japanese sushi and other delicacies.
“WHY! Why would you accept that he’s mocking us!”
“But he’s giving us free food Thomas,” I leaned in to whisper.
“We literally do all these illegal side jobs that could get us and our families in danger if we’re found out. So we can provide for them. You think I’m passing up free food.”
Thomas' expression finally relaxed.
“You’re right it’s like you said free food is free food.”
The loudspeakers in the cafeteria shouted out loud:
“Will the Victor please come down to the basement prepared for the assessment.”
Voices from the crowd erupted.
“So, the Victor is going first?”
“I’m glad it’s not me.”
“What if he has powers? What if the Sentinels can’t bring him down?” We can’t leave until the assessments are over.”
“I hope he doesn’t come back. Then, I can be the Victor.”
“You think it’s going to be you. It’s going to be me.”
Why did it have to be me first? I wish these kids would shut up, they're making it worse.
“What are these brats talking about? Half of these brats couldn’t hope to be as good as you or me for that matter so they shouldn’t get their hopes up. The only thing stopping Jason from being Victor is you so there’s that.”
Thomas is always there to cheer me up.
“Well, I’ll put this food in our lockers so we can eat them after school. That’s if I actually see you again.”
“Yeah, yeah I hope you can’t shoot fire or fly too because then I’d be in trouble.”
“Don’t do your best Mark, I'll see you later.”
After changing into my gym clothes I was escorted by 4 sentinels to the basement. It was only accessible by a special elevator built for that purpose alone. After what was probably 4 whole minutes with people who were ready to fill me up with lead. We finally arrived at the basement.
The Basement was where the annual assessment to discover if a student possessed super powers.
You see Enhanced have this sort of bioelectric aura that they emit that couldn’t be recognized using the human senses. They can only only be recognized using incredibly advanced technology. if an Enhanced got enough experience with their abilities, they could hide their bioelectric aura from machines too. However, this aura is linked to their powers and are stronger when they are used or the individual is under extreme stress. So the government came up with an idea.
To set up a school system where students can be monitored and powered people can be identified. With Sentinels there to take them down. And that is why every kid in Epizon has to go to some kind of school or get an annual check up. It’s so they can kill powered people when they’re young.
Could this society be more wrong? It saddens me to know that it could.
We finally stopped and the doors opened wide open.
“Keep walking?” the Sentinel to my right demanded.
Guess it’s time to get this over with.
We arrived at the Vault. It looked just like some high tech bank but instead of keeping people out. It was made to make sure they couldn’t escape. With automatic machine guns on the walls, Sentinels, and 12 foot thick walls of high grade steel it wasn’t going to be easy to escape. And in the case of an incident the elevator upstairs would be locked. Leaving you trapped under bedrock unless you could teleport or had some other useful power for that situation.
One Sentinel walked over to the Vault's white doors and demanded entry.
“Open, Sentinel 1706!”
With a click and clank the doors started to open slowly.
It finally sank in just how nervous I was. I was just as nervous as last year. I’ve seen kids that took the physicals never returning. As if they never even existed. My heart started to race and I could feel the sweat crawling down my face.
Please don’t tell me I’m an Enhanced person. I don’t need superpowers. I just need to graduate and start an awesome company. Hanging out with Thomas and helping our families. That's all I want to do! I just want to be normal like everyone else.
“Relax, you’re hyperventilating. You’re the Victor , you should be calm and composed. I mean don’t give us a reason to suspect you before the assessment even starts.”
Crap, I let them see me weak.
“Of course not, I'm just planning this out that’s all.”
However, my focus was ruined by ominous threats.
“Let’s kill those kids.”
“They’ll all pay for what they’ve done.”
“The sins of the parents shall be held accountable by their children.”
“Let the Revolution begin!”
Hey, what are those voices? They just started flooding in my head.
I looked around but I couldn’t find any culprits. I’m sure none of those voices belonged to a Sentinel. No Sentinel would dare to harm a student here without approval. So where was that coming from?
“Hey, who was that? Are you playing some kind of game?” I asked.
“What are you talking about, kid. Don’t try anything, follow the rules, and you’ll be fine.”
The final part of the Vaults wall barely opened before I heard a deafening boom.
The ground started shaking and the ceiling began to collapse.
“Did something happen upstairs,” a Sentinel asked.
“What the hell is going on?”
My question was answered by a ginormous explosion.

Would it be a good idea to start the webtoon with how the world was destroyed. Like it's normal and boom everything's destroyed. Continents have fallen, North America was a wasteland, and 250 years ago Mark and his friend are on the run from gangsters on their way to school.
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2023.04.01 21:45 Daniel_B_C Lenovo Legion Y540 keyboard problem

I bought this pc a few days ago and everything was working as normal, but after a restart, the keyboard stopped working and the only keys that work are the ones to control brightness (fn + space, fn + f5, f6).
Already tried to check all the drivers, use Lenovo Vantage, but nothing seems to work. Any ideas?
Thanks in advance.
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2023.04.01 21:45 Blue_Gamer18 [TotK] Stop. Worrying. Do you really think Nintendo spent 6yrs on just Skylands and Fusion combat?

I'm so tired of people acting like they aren't getting this game or saying there's nothing new and nothing's changed.
The OG Map
Nintendo went into TotK with a full, created map. They didn't spend any time needing to create a world. They must have jumped in immediately going, "Ok, now how does Hyrule recover in a post Calamity time of peace/dramatically change upon Ganondorf's revival?" There's no way Hyrule hasn't seen a large change in its world. BotW's empty and ruined sprawled world made sense for the story/feeling of exploration.
There were many, many ruined locations that could be now built up to new villages or new locations. Either maybe we the player help with this via Bolosns crew or a number have already been out together. Fusion and building settlements sounds like an amazing lengthy sidequest. I'm really hoping the Annuki from Phantom Hourglass/Spirit Tracks come out of some deep hiding in the Hebra Mountains and they are reintroduced with a village. Hebra Mountains needs a settlement or two.
Upon Ganondorf's apparent resurrection, the world changes even more. This, IMO, causes the most changes in Hyrule. Malice spewing out of Eldon Volcano. Likely opening into deep chasems. One of the criticisms was a lack of explorable caves. I'm sure caves open as a result of this. The Deku Fores/Tree apparently missing. Hryule castle rising along side other parts of Hryle?
Aonuma in the recent gameplay demonstration has talked about an "unexplored Hyrule" which I think leads to my next point....
I know this is still just a theory, but I really believe that the big expansion of Hryule they spent time on that involves a deep, intricate cave/tunnel system that spans the entirety of Hyrule. Our very first look at the game shows us that there's an underground system that leads to Ganondorf under Hyrule Castle. Zelda falls further into the earth from here.
In the most recent trailer, there was what looks to be an undergrad area with Bokoblins mining. You can even here an echo. I feel this has to be part of an Underground system.
Zelda isn't unfamiliar with two worlds/themes of duality in the franchise. I think we're going to be exploring both the light heavens in the Skylands while diving deep into the dark, once forgotten Hryule Underground.
Zonai in the Skylands and Ganondorf/demons in the Underground. With the Surface being the neutral middle ground stuck between both trying to live through it all
Nintendo is just holding this reveal close to their chests because it's just that big of an expansion to the world/gameplay IMO. And I believe it's something fans have been wanting to see.
I believe Skylands will vary from small patches to larger ones like seen the in the recent gameplay session, but like so many seem to worry, I don't see them being the main new addition to Hryule in TotK. They definitely took time, but they weren't the only additions in 6 years of development.
Ok, I admit there's not much to weigh down fears here, but I think Nintendo definitely paid attention to feedback to BotW. Divine Beasts were Nintendo's first take on a "in any order dungeon" format. They worked for what they were, but didn't scratch that itch. Zelda isn't Zelda without thematic, uniquely designed dungeons.
Going back to my first point, having a base Hyrule created meant more time to focus elsewhere. I believe brainstorming and creating classic dungeons was a big part of immediate development.
With the September trailer and those 7 symbols ("tears" ?) I believe they will be the McGuffins for each dungeon. Through changes in the world and Ganondorf's return, these new dungeons will appear throughout the Skylands, Surface, and Underground.
I believe that via Fuse/Ascend/Rewind, this will be how Nintendo handles unique gimmicks for each dungeon in any order. Each dungeon will have its own theme as before and "key dungeon items/materials" that you can use with Fuse for puzzles/combat/boss weakness. Maybe upon beating the dungeon, you can start to find these unique items elsewhere. Maybe there's a Shadow dungeon and it's gimmick is needing to use light/fire materials/items for puzzles/comat.
This way, each dungeon still has its own atmosphere but Links new abilities still allow for completion in any order. Similar to how Runes could have worked IMO if you found more unique ones like a Hookshot.
Please, for the love of Hylia, stop worrying and claiming it's "just fancy DLC"
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2023.04.01 21:45 IceyRedRose Bad Blood Fight Club: Round 3

Bad Blood Fight Club: Round 3
Welcome back to Fight Club featuring the Bad Blood crew.
Taylor Durden pulled me aside to share her concerns. She said I was lazy last round and didn’t provide our viewers with a proper explanation of this game. I said “this is me trying” and was met with an epic eye roll. Considering she doesn’t partake in fights because she was ranked as the ultimate Fight Club champion and is undefeated since 2014, I couldn’t protest.
At the very bottom I have broken down the game. If our viewers (all of you) have any question, please feel free to shout them out (comment). The most important piece is simple: all you have to do is vote for the fighter you think would win in both the new round and loser round based upon the various stats (previous round points, weapon/skill level, and future additional stats).
In the history of Fight Club we have never seen such as vicious victory before. It’s only fitting as she’s Taylor Durden’s nemesis and the leader of the Bad Blood villains…. The one, the only Arsyn!
Once Arsyn got ahold of one of Lucky Fiori’s guns, the mobster knew she was outmatched. It didn’t matter that her men sat by the ring, loading and reloading gun after gun, Arsyn dodged each bullet expertly and once close enough, she took Lucky out with her infamous mirror. All it took was a breath and Lucky, stunned by the powder contained within the mirror, fell to her knees. The stole gun, forgotten as a weapon, was placed on the sleeping mob boss. Upon awaking, as the powder was designed only to last a short time, Lucky took once last look at the audience and with eerie smile said, “if you’re ever in my neck of the woods, stop by Lucky’s Pizza. It’s to die for.”
Additional Winners (Losers Round): Luna, Mother Chucker, and Homeslice
Each winner of the losers round received 10 points bonus points.
Eliminated: Lucky Fiori, Destructa X, Frostbyte, and Slay-Z
On the other side of battle, Knockout has once again claimed the title of MVP with her crushing defeat of Cut Throat. Who could be surprised though? With a name like that, she’s always been quick with her fists.
Additional Winners (Round 2): The Crimson Curse, The Trinity, and Headmistress
As we move into Round 3 weapons have been introduced for all our fighters. Some have regular items that never change while others have unknown weapons or the skill level to use anything they want or can find. Despite being a master at their crafts, sometimes they have off days as people are people.
Each round their skill level will change from range from 20-100. Unlike the other dice rolls, these are not earning our fighters bonus points at this time.
Point System (Votes & Bonus Points)
Arsyn was furious to end up in the first ever losers round. She attempted to intimidate the fighters and viewers by selecting a bazooka as her weapon of choice. Taylor Durden pulled her former friend (per music video) aside to explain that while we allow the use of weapons, our goal is not to kill the other fighters or anyone in the audience so she can’t use a bazooka. Rumor has it Arsyn walked off with a string of curse words following her that would make even the dirtiest mouthed sailor blush. Upon her return, she secured a more appropriate weapon of… wired headphones? Okay Arsyn, you do you.
The Trio are skilled weapon masters and have selected daggers for this round. Keep in mind our fighters don’t know who they up against until they arrive and their weapons are prepped beforehand. Nunchucks versus daggers, this should be a fun one.
Finally we have Luna, whose weapon has never been seen. Too quick and stealth, no one that has fought her has lived to tell the tale. Well, except here since she is aware of the no killing rule and all fighters have agreed to comply. Despite that during the last round she had her weapon on her at all times, Taylor was unable to provide any details to it. We’ve called in additional resources of Welvin Da Great to look into it. With his resources as a connoisseur of criminal knowledge, he is confident by next round he’ll have information for us. Until then, good luck to Knockout. Her fast fists may not be fast enough this time.
Good luck to all our fighters! Let the games begin.

Round Three

Round Two Losers

Overall Game Details:
  • 1 v 1 fights where members vote on fighter they think will win; each vote is worth points
  • Fighters have to lose twice in a row to be eliminated (regular round and losers round)
  • Winners of loser rounds return to the fight for a second chance; losing one round doesn’t hurt their odds upon return
  • Stats are provided to change the odds regularly of: previous round points, bonus point dice rolls, MVP and BL points (person with lowest score; doesn’t include loser rounds fight scores), weapon skill level (dice roll), and yet to be revealed items
  • Bonus point dice roles are revealed beginning of following round
  • Weapon skill dice rolls are revealed within google form during round
  • MVP, BL, and other non-dice roll or voting bonus points are revealed during the round
  • MVP gets 10 bonus points, BL gets -10 bonus points, and winners of losers rounds get 10 bonus points
  • Stats are intended to aid in choosing who you think will win
  • Do not vote because you prefer this celebrity over the other; vote based upon stats
  • Live doc for stats is updated before each round; it is also linked within the forms
  • Most importantly, have fun!
I am aware there is an abundance of game mechanics. This was done on purpose to help pull the attention away from the celebrity and instead focus on the characters. If anything needs additional explanation, please don’t hesitate to ask! The goal was to create a fun unique game for you all, not to confuse you.
I hope by doing some in-game story telling within each round this becomes more enjoyable for all of you! xx
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2023.04.01 21:44 CuppaJoeExmo Can we talk about cafeteria mormons who think they are 100% faithful members of TSCC?

What's some stuff you KNOW some TBMs have done or believed that go precisely against church teachings?
I'll start:
One old grandpa in my town doesn't allow his posterity to confess sins to the bishop or stake leaders, but instead requires them to confess their sins to him. That's not Mormonism.
My grandmother - a stake patriarch's wife - believes in muscle testing and dowsing/waterwitching. Basically folk magic, aka witchcraft. And a lot of women in her town do it with her! They go out with their dowsing rods and "find dead bodies" they say are under the ground. Through muscle testing they learn their names and pertinent information, then submit those names to the temple. This is not Mormonism.
I could go on and on. High stake leaders who don't pay tithing is another one that really sticks in my craw.
The truth is - every member is a cafeteria member. Full stop. The church is too contradictory for them to be otherwise.
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2023.04.01 21:43 patixnce Is it worth it? Career in the armed forces 2023

Controversial title I know, depends on what you want out of it, who you are ect. I'm gonna do my best to quickly explain my situation without dragging on too much, but genuine, constructive and thought out answers from serious people who have experience both in life and in the millitary, and also have knowledge somewhat on the current standards and situation in the armed forces 2023.
I'm 19M from London. I have spent years trying to join the armed forces, it's all I ever wanted to do as a child, I left school early at 15 due to going to a really harsh school in South london filled with gang culture and violence that had a toll on my mental health, I didn't fit in at all not wanted to so left and just focused on what I wanted at life being joining the armed forces. I wanted to be apart of something bigger than me, develop myself into the person I wanted to become and embrace the challenges of the job whilst working in a team of like minded people, I knew civi Street would never be for me and this was 100% what I wanted and where I belonged.
Upon applying at 16 innocently, followed a long hard fought battle with Capita which lasted years which I won't go into too much detail in but will do my best to explain. Medically deferred for a year, waited the year and applied and was then rejected although circumstances of medical had not changed, went to MPCT, a college run by veterans that prepares young people for the armed forces, was there for a year and applied again to strengthen my case, rejected again and was told what I needed to do to appeal, took a very very long time to gather all the things I needed including some more experience on my shoulder, I well and truly went all out for this. Was reassured multiple times that this is what I need to do to pass the appeal and there shouldn't be any problems, I went above and beyond and got rejected still after back and forth with them and poor admin issues on their side. Applied for the marines, was never in the plan or what I wanted to do, alot of it down to no thats too hard but I seriously wanted to push myself, got accepted and my motivation sky rocketed. I wanted to get in as soon as possible after being unemployed for a year and putting all my time and effort into trying to get into the armed forces. I trained like hell, put myself through so much physical and mental pain to further develop my resilience and to just get to basic as soon as I could. I then had the medical screening with one of the doctors working for capita and she seriously did everything to get me rejected. First the microscopic blood in my urine which she confirmed was just from training too hard but I need to be deffered for it anyway, and then once I had spent back and forth with my GP for the 100th time and stopping training, got everything cleared up, but then was rejected for my mental health from when I was 14 years old yet again after they had already accepted it.
My motivation for it has seriously become below 0 now. I have genuinely stayed as resilient as I could the past 4 years and fought and tried my absolute hardest, knockdown after knockdown I've built myself back up from nothing in several aspects of life, however I've gotten no where with my aspiration to be in the armed forces. More than several friends have had similar issues but had accepted it much earlier on than I had and moved on. It seriously was all I wanted in life, I lived and breathed it and now I'm slowly accepting its holding me back in life. I'm in training for the police now, the next best thing for me, may even work out better in life who knows, however im having trouble settling in, especially being in a class with 2 ex millitary.
I'm seriously stuck on what to do. Do I stick it out with the police and make a career out of that? Do reserves and work both jobs? What would my best options be. I know at the end of the day only I can decide but I'm just desperate for wisdom and advice as someone who's only just really stepped into the adult world. Answers will be very appreciated.
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2023.04.01 21:43 roguestar15 A wonderful story of revenge

Lately, I’ve been helping my sister complete the tall tales, mainly because it gets me closer to getting that lovely gold curse. Today we were doing the Art of the Trickster tall tale, which everyone knows is one of the most annoying ones because of the keg.
After collecting said keg and making our way to Sailor’s Bounty, we came across a reaper sloop. They shot a white flare, but I wash mt fooled for a second. I tried to keep a distance, but they managed to get behind us.
“WE’RE GONNA KILL YOU!” They screamed. I tried to tell them that we were just doing a tall tale and had no loot, but they only laughed in response. They dropped our anchor, blew up the keg, and laughed as they spawn camped us until we sunk. “Was that really worth it?” I asked, only to be met with more laughter.
We spawned in a couple of islands away, so we managed to catch up in time. This time, they tried to flee, leading to a chase that lasted roughly 30 minutes with a few cannonballs fired here and there. Eventually, they tried to use a sea fort and a nearby skeleton galleon to kill us. Lucky for us, the galleon was mostly attacking them, and they used cursed cannonballs that raised their sails. Together, we turned the sloop into Swiss cheese. After I boarded them to stop them from fixing, I asked “So, was it really worth it to sink us?” I got no response, giving me and my sister the last laugh.
But our journey wasn’t over. Now we had an angry skeleton galleon to deal with, and we were running low on supplies. After using up the last of our cannonballs, I had my sister sail us into the nearby storm. While she stayed on our ship to fix and bail, I boarded the galleon to stop the skeletons from fixing the few holes they had. The holes combined with the rainwater led to them getting sunk within minutes, making us the real victors of the day.
Of course, we failed to complete the tall tale, which is arguably the only loss of the day. Oh well, at least we have a checkpoint. Still, funny to think that everyone’s time could have been saved if they had just left us alone.
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2023.04.01 21:43 DeathSpiral321 So Many Potential Causes, But No Answers

I developed tinnitus last fall after taking the med buspirone. Quitting the medication helped reduce the volume, but the ringing didn't go away completely. I even had my hearing checked around this time but found out my hearing is completely normal. Then I started taking Wellbutrin at the start of this year and the volume got jacked up considerably. I quit that med within a couple weeks of starting, but the ringing didn't go down as much as when I quit the buspirone.
I also have bruxism and wear a night guard every night. On top of that, I found out almost a month ago that I have fluid in my left middle ear, and it's still a couple of months before I'll be able to get into the ENT. And of course I've had some loud noise exposure over the years from concerts, although the ringing from those never lasted more than an hour or so afterwards.
The high pitched ringing seems to be concentrated on the side that I have the ear fluid in, although it seems more like a head noise than an ear noise. A few days I've had near silence, and I've had periods of up to an hour or two where it stops completely, but it always seems to eventually come back blaring.
So between meds, tooth grinding, ear fluid buildup and a history of loud noise exposure, I have no idea what the root cause of all this is. One thing that seems to help is tensing up my upper jaw muscles - on a good day it makes the ringing stop, but otherwise it seems to reduce the sound considerably. As soon as I relax my jaw though, that piercing sound starts building up again. Thank goodness for white noise, which has helped me preserve my sanity these last few months...
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2023.04.01 21:43 Little_pawshine My Mom Is Going To Return Our Dog

My family of 7 recently adopted a 1 year old (suspected) matipoo from our local shelter.
She’s high energy, she eats EVERYTHING, human toys, dog toys, leaves, twigs, paper, EVERYTHING. She’s fed twice a day wet and dry food mixed together and gets about 2 canine carry outs treats a day as well.
She’s very scared of men we suspect her last owners abused her in some way.
She was SEVERELY matted when we got her to the point the vet had to shave her down to the SKIN.
She is walked 4-6 times a day 20-30 minutes at a time every day starting at the crack of dawn (used to be at 5:30 am until we realized our neighborhood had coyotes and one tried to get her)
We have had her for about a month and my mom is ready to return her.
The dog won’t stop peeing and pooping every where in the house even though we walk her so much AND the shelter said that she IS housebroken. We keep diapers on her until she takes them off herself.
She also keeps biting everyone. When we hang out as a family and bring her into the mix to hang out while we play games or watch a movie she started getting the zoomies, growling and biting anyone who’s near her.
She attacks peoples feet if you walk near her. If you pet her she bites.
It’s because of this that whenever she’s not going for a walk we keep her locked in the bathroom upstairs away from everyone.
My mom is fed up and says if we can’t get her to stop biting she’s taking her back to the shelter and telling them she’s too agressive for our home and getting a cat instead.
Is there anything we can do as a last ditch effort to correct her behavior so she doesn’t have to get returned and traded for a cat?
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2023.04.01 21:43 angrycrio I have a major crush on my best friend's sister, what do I do?

Hi everyone. For a while now I've had a crush on my best friend's sister. Some context: I've known them both for over ten years now and I'm fairly close with their family. When we were younger I thought of her as just his sister and obviously I cared about her but not in a crush kind of way; but the more I've gotten to know her the more I've started to realize how much we have in common, etc. We just get along really well. Also, their religion is more strict so they usually want to date/marry in the same religion but it doesn't necessarily HAVE to be like that. Also, we're all in our early twenties if that matters.
I've been trying to meet other people so that I don't feel this way about her because I'm really scared of pushing away her and my best friend. It's just that every time I talk to her I can't stop thinking about her. I know it sounds scummy but I just feel so infatuated by her that no one else even comes close. I really care about both of them and don't want to do something stupid because of how I feel. I've been putting this feeling off for years and just want to know what I should do.
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2023.04.01 21:42 patixnce Is it worth it?

Controversial title I know, depends on what you want out of it, who you are ect. I'm gonna do my best to quickly explain my situation without dragging on too much, but genuine, constructive and thought out answers from serious people who have experience both in life and in the millitary, and also have knowledge somewhat on the current standards and situation in the armed forces 2023.
I'm 19M from London. I have spent years trying to join the armed forces, it's all I ever wanted to do as a child, I left school early at 15 due to going to a really harsh school in South london filled with gang culture and violence that had a toll on my mental health, I didn't fit in at all not wanted to so left and just focused on what I wanted at life being joining the armed forces. I wanted to be apart of something bigger than me, develop myself into the person I wanted to become and embrace the challenges of the job whilst working in a team of like minded people, I knew civi Street would never be for me and this was 100% what I wanted and where I belonged.
Upon applying at 16 innocently, followed a long hard fought battle with Capita which lasted years which I won't go into too much detail in but will do my best to explain. Medically deferred for a year, waited the year and applied and was then rejected although circumstances of medical had not changed, went to MPCT, a college run by veterans that prepares young people for the armed forces, was there for a year and applied again to strengthen my case, rejected again and was told what I needed to do to appeal, took a very very long time to gather all the things I needed including some more experience on my shoulder, I well and truly went all out for this. Was reassured multiple times that this is what I need to do to pass the appeal and there shouldn't be any problems, I went above and beyond and got rejected still after back and forth with them and poor admin issues on their side. Applied for the marines, was never in the plan or what I wanted to do, alot of it down to no thats too hard but I seriously wanted to push myself, got accepted and my motivation sky rocketed. I wanted to get in as soon as possible after being unemployed for a year and putting all my time and effort into trying to get into the armed forces. I trained like hell, put myself through so much physical and mental pain to further develop my resilience and to just get to basic as soon as I could. I then had the medical screening with one of the doctors working for capita and she seriously did everything to get me rejected. First the microscopic blood in my urine which she confirmed was just from training too hard but I need to be deffered for it anyway, and then once I had spent back and forth with my GP for the 100th time and stopping training, got everything cleared up, but then was rejected for my mental health from when I was 14 years old yet again after they had already accepted it.
My motivation for it has seriously become below 0 now. I have genuinely stayed as resilient as I could the past 4 years and fought and tried my absolute hardest, knockdown after knockdown I've built myself back up from nothing in several aspects of life, however I've gotten no where with my aspiration to be in the armed forces. More than several friends have had similar issues but had accepted it much earlier on than I had and moved on. It seriously was all I wanted in life, I lived and breathed it and now I'm slowly accepting its holding me back in life. I'm in training for the police now, the next best thing for me, may even work out better in life who knows, however im having trouble settling in, especially being in a class with 2 ex millitary.
I'm seriously stuck on what to do. Do I stick it out with the police and make a career out of that? Do reserves and work both jobs? What would my best options be. I know at the end of the day only I can decide but I'm just desperate for wisdom and advice as someone who's only just really stepped into the adult world. Answers will be very appreciated.
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2023.04.01 21:42 SpacedOutDreamerBoy Blinded by nostalgia

Man, I decided to watch Gravity Falls today since it was one of my favorite shows growing up. I had some really fond memories of this show, so I thought I'd relive some of that classic magic. Big mistake on my part.
This show was way worse than I remembered! Such a stupid premise, twins going to visit their weird uncle in the woods? Come on, boring. I had to stop after the episode where it was revealed that the uncle had a missing twin brother the whole time, like, what?! Ooh, big amazing plot twist right there, that's fantastic writing /s
And the characters get on my nerves. That girl twin, what's her name, Maple? Man, she's such a selfish brat! And the uncle is just a horrible caretaker, I'd call CPS on him. And what's with the villain being a freaking Dorito chip?! That's just awful character design, smh.
Anyway, I guess this whole time I was blinded by nostalgia thinking this was a good show. I'll never make that mistake again. I guess all that's left to say about this is...
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2023.04.01 21:42 chetofnger My (20F) now ex boyfriend (26M) dumped me because he wants to look at porn

To preface, I’ve never had a problem with porn before this relationship, I’d never asked any previous partners not to look at porn as I saw it as a normal and non harmful thing. This whole thing started because of they way he was using it (constantly, uncontrollably, at any chance he got, thinking and fantasizing about it while we had sex, watching violent stuff and bestiality and sexualizing characters from our favorite games/ movies, lying about it, drooling over pictures of half naked women while I was right next to him, he was unable to keep it up with me, the list goes on and on) I realized he had an addiction and was patient and supportive as long as he was really willing to try to stop. Ive dealt with my own addictions and I know how hard it can be, but I felt betrayed constantly and was comparing myself to these fake women all the time. Effectively my self esteem plummeted. Well eventually he really did stop, decided it was hurting him and me and us and told me over and over that he didn’t want to do that anymore and wanted to build up my trust again. For the past three months things have been better, I still have insecurities and suspicions sometimes but I was starting to trust him again as he was always quick to reassure me that it was in the past and that the way he used to interact with it was weird and gross. So yesterday, he gets home from work and he’s being weird and distant, and honestly he had been for the past few days, so I gave him some space and asked if he was ok and wanted to talk about it when I eventually came back. He said he wasn’t ok and I was immediately afraid he’d relapsed. He told me, “yknow our one year anniversary is tomorrow(today), but, I don’t think it’s going to work out,” I asked if something happened and he said he still wants porn, he’s been trying to change but he still wants it and he doesn’t think it’s a bad thing to watch porn, he doesn’t want to be “puritan” like that. I admittedly freaked out, and said a lot of really hurtful shit, called him disgusting and a liar and made him tell me outright that he cared more about porn than he did about me. I was furious, he had reassured me so many times he was over it and didn’t want it anymore and that it was only hurting him and that I was so much better than porn (because duh, obviously, I’m a real person.) but now he’s just been trying to change and he never stopped wanting it and he doesn’t feel accepted. Well I don’t accept him doing something that has caused me so much pain and insecurity, and I don’t think that using porn is part of who he is, and if it is, then gross?? Anyway I took back all of my things and threw all of his things in his room and have refused to have a conversation with him since. He tried to tell me it was a bad decision and ask me where I’m at today, but I’m pissed and hurt that he chose animated tits and ass over our relationship, so I shut him down and walked away. Now I feel a bit guilty about my reaction and am thinking maybe he just needed some reassurance or a reminder of how badly porn has effected his life. At the same time he should be able to remind himself of that and should ALWAYS value me more than porn. I guess I’m wondering if it’s worth having an open conversation about? Should I apologize for my reaction? Is there another way I should be thinking about this, or is it better to just ignore him until I can move out in a week? I don’t want to be disgusted by him or hate him, we’ve had wonderful times together and I don’t want this to be the only way I remember him, he’s been my best friend for almost 2 years and I always told him I’d love him no matter what happened between us, but I feel he’s being extremely selfish and stupid.
TLDR; my (ex) boyfriend had/ has a porn addiction and decided he’d rather be able to use it than be with me. I reacted horribly and said some really nasty stuff to him, I don’t want to hate him, is it worth having a conversation about to get some closure/ clarity?
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2023.04.01 21:42 Investigator_MM tldr: dealing w parents after college rejections

I applied to about 30 schools this application cycle including the UCs, CSUs, Ivies, T20s and more. The last couple weeks have been rough with rejections and waitlists. I really wish my parents were supportive but as soon as I get rejections and tell them they start lecturing me about every single thing I could have done better these last 4 years from better grades to not procrastinating I understand what they are saying to some extent but its like they are kicking me when I'm down. Like I'm already upset about the rejections; I don't need all their snide remarks and lectures every single time I'm around them. I most likely going to commit to NEU, but my parents are absolutely pissed about it, my mom keeps telling me about how no one knows what that is and how its embarrassing to even tell people I'm going there. I got rejected from the majority of colleges I applied but they were mainly colleges w less than 20% acceptance rates. On top of that my parents don't believe that the college decisions process is random and keep comparing me to peers/cousins/family friends who've gotten into better universities. They are upset that I'm going to a "C" grade university. I don't know what to do and I just want it to stop. Btw my parents are Indian, so the whole talking to them about my feelings thing prolly won't help.
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2023.04.01 21:41 HelpfulHighlight3532 Driver drives away with my uberEats order

Hi! I was waiting for my UberEats order, and it was just one stop away. I went downstairs to claim my meal, only to watch the driver drive to the opposite direction. I contacted UberEats, got a refund, but now I'm left wondering: what happens to the driver in this scenario?
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2023.04.01 21:41 Kazimierz3Wielki my computer randomly freezes and sometimes disconnects my graphic card

Hey, a few weeks ago I decided to install windows 11 on my windows 10, I formatted my disks to gpt, it was the last requirement, (I wanted a new start so all drives, not just system drive. I have SSD for system and 3 HDDs, one of them wasn't fully screwed in and was loose, I found out when it started to make weird sounds). The real problem is that as I said my computer is randomly "crashing". By "crashing" I mean there is a freeze, when a sound plays it's distorted, it lasts for a few seconds and it's back to normal, when it happens I hear one of my HDDs work harder, I can't diagnose which, even if I take one out, ths crash is so random it could happen a few times daily, or once in a day. When disk stops making this noise, freeze ends. Imagine this situation at 3:00 AM, happened to me a few times. It got worse, in a meantime I decided to clean up my computer from the inside, I used compressed air to clean motherboard and fans, I don't know if I damaged something, I hope not, but one more problem has come up, sometimes when it freezes, it seems to me that the graphics card disconnects for a while, when I am in photoshop or a game, it closes, when there is an audio playing, it stops, for example if it's spotify, it will continue playing, but there will be no sound until I rewind the song, the same goes with picture in picture. I had an idea to go back to windows 10, there is no problem to make a backup again, but what if the update to windows 11 damaged my hardware?
there is my computer specification if needed:
GeForce GTX 1050ti
Intel i5-8400
AsRock H310M-HDV
one of my HDDs was taken from laptop
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2023.04.01 21:41 i-fart-butterflies Fuck me

I will never be a man. I am short with a physical disability that causes me to tire easily from pain. I am so weak and pathetic that even the average six year old boy has more strength than I do. I’m such a little bitch even I have a hard time Taking myself seriously. I’m a joke. I’m fairly sure a MOUSE could physically overpower me, considering how everyone treats me like I’m made of goddamn tissue paper.
If you want an idea of how much of a pathetic failboy I am, did you know that even CIS WOMEN have given me the whole “stay-in-the-kitchen” talk?
That’s right, I have to deal with that talk FROM WOMEN, constantly not letting me do anything, telling me I’m too delicate, too vulnerable, too weak, too stupid. Treating me like I’m so weak and fragile I can’t even be allowed to carry a bag of groceries up the stairs. And thinking I’m fucking stupid too just because my spine is jacked up. “Oh sweetie, I don’t thing a delicate little thing like you could handle college!” “Oh honey you can’t carry that bag!” “Sweetie, you can’t be a man. You’re too fragile and small.”
God STOP IT I’M FUCKING 27 years old! Maybe if I Had been allowed to actually do something once in my life instead of being treated like a fragile China doll that will shatter into a million pieces if I’m allowed to even go outside by myself I wouldn’t be so fucking pathetic helpless and useless and good for nothing besides being eye candy.
You would think women wouldn’t be as condescending to me. Being a trans man with a physical disability has to be one of the most degrading experiences a person can have. no, I’m not looking for a peptalk about toxic masculinity. Just let me rant. I am sick and tired of the constant condescension and being talked down to it and treated like I’m some kind of poser because I have a physical disability and being treated like less of a man, hell, even less of a person in general because of it.
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2023.04.01 21:40 Plastic_Profile2654 Things I love about Harmony

When Harry listens to Hermione
I love that even if he disagree with her or even if he was stressed about something, he listens to her. So much that he gave her a book on her favorite subject (which herself said she was looking for a lot) which shows that Harry really pays attention to her.
Harry cares about her opinion.
I like that he actually looks out for her opinion, and cares about what she thinks. Not only are they friends, Harry actually thinks she's smart. I also love that we have scenes in the books where he stops and thinks about what Hermione would say about that situation.
Hermione is always silly
I mean in a good way, she is less serious, and excited around Harry. Perhaps because he was one of the rare people to be polite to her. But she seems more lively and happy with Harry around, and even more playful.
Harry always try to cheer her up
He volunteered to cook to make her happier!
Hermione never miss his Quidditch match, even if she doesn't like the sport.
Harry becoming more physically comfortable with Hermione throughout the saga.
He always think of her, even before himself.
How Harry is always cute and engaged around her.
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2023.04.01 21:40 Throwaway8283i3u4 Got broken up with and it's the perfect piece of evidence to prove that I'm not good enough

I really liked this guy and we met each other's parents and friends and all that.
And then he reveals he started to not see me as long-term material and that we could use what we had between each other to grow as people and then go our separate ways.
And I just keep asking myself why I wasn't good enough once he saw the real me to keep trying for our relationship.
Once I rightfully got mad at him I asked if we should break up and he said yes.
I got a closure talk and he couldn't even tell me what didn't make me good enough. But his silence when I said I wasn't good enough for him told me everything I needed to realize that I was right. I wasn't.
Nothing about me is good enough. And this confirmed it. I haven't been able to stop thinking about him and wondering what I did wrong or daydreaming about what kind of different person I could be to have been better.
But I'm stuck like this.
This all reads like a bad novel but no one can feel the pain I feel in my chest all the time or the hot headaches I get because of how much I hate myself. Sometimes I'm scared I'm suppressing self harming thoughts.
This isn't the first time I've liked someone and been rejected. I'm not good enough and never will be.
Its not just about this relationship. Its me as a person.
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2023.04.01 21:39 Electric_CO-Away AITG - read my housemate for fertilizer?

I got really into houseplants during the pandemic. We didn't use our dining room, so its south-facing window became the plant window. I spent a lot of effort finding cuttings and rehomed versions of expensive plants for cheap on Marketplace. New housemate also liked plants and wanted to get into them more by learning from me. His new peace lily died shortly after moving in. Crunchy, trust-fund type... and as it turns out, very much unable to be convinced that all plants don't need the same things and he's not some sort of special intuitive nature-boy.
I gave him some rooted cuttings of pothos and tradescantia to restart his collection. He planted half the tradescantia outside-- it's invasive here.
Then I got into a car crash and after that really sick, for months. Largely bedbound. Housemate offered to help with my watering and such, as I was in a cycle of going a few days too long between waterings. Things did indeed look limp/crispy in spots-- croton and boston fern pitching a fit, sort of stuff. I told him that I would welcome it, but that I'd need to sit down with him first to tell him each plant's care, get a moisture monitor because overwatering is worse than under, and that some would be completely off-limits for emotional significance. We could do that in person or over messages.
Dude took it upon himself to start "taking care of" my plants for me anyway. By which I mean overtending them. He was super smug about it the few times I found him doing it. I reminded him we still needed to have that talk about the plants' care and he blew me off, even after I clearly stated that he needed to entirely stop tending my plants if he didn't know about them. If they died or suffered appreciably under my care, at least it would be my fault and they would be thrown away/rehomed, out of his sight.
Turns out, he would water my plants near-daily; overwatering cacti and succulents to shriveled rot. He would also take plants outside for "enough sun". But he didn't know the sun and temperature needs of the plants, didn't even know what they were called. They would scorch and get pests outside, then spread those pests to plants still indoors. We had fungus gnats for months and months. I've made my peace with a forever-war against mealies. (I'm still too ill for the outdoors undertaking of systemic treatment and soil change) I started to hate my plants.
It took me a while to realize everything, and I did let him gaslight me into blaming my own care for a while as he became increasingly open about his activities. I lost at least 12 of my pots in this time, with him nagging me increasingly about how I was neglecting the plants by not watering them daily and "forcing him to step up so he didn't have to watch them suffer under my abuse."
One time, I snapped. "Look how yellow and rotten they are, they're still not getting enough water!" I told him to stop touching my f---ing plants. That he's an entitled ass who rotted hundreds of dollars in plants because he couldn't be bothered to Google or respect my belongings. Stop touching them, because the damage and death was because of his ridiculous ego and overwatering. I didn't ask for replacement or reimbursement, none was offered. (Didn't expect it, but I figure someone will ask if that came up). He left the argument convinced that I know nothing about plants and muttering about me being ungrateful.
Our relationship (understandably) went frigid after that, and he moved out a couple months later as originally planned.
Remaining housemate said that it was crappy that he ignored my boundaries and lost me money. But that I should have taken my plants from the south-facing common window, to my room with its single north-facing window if I didn't want him messing with them. I also admit I was overwhelmed with the needier plants, and did end up allowing myself to toss or rehome the ones that just made me sad to look at after this experience.
All the plants I kept made a full recovery once they were no longer being waterboarded.
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2023.04.01 21:38 Additional-Track-422 Having to fire a beloved regular client…

I am feeling so bummed, y’all. I have dogsat since the summer for this lovely couple who pay me off Rover and $100 on date nights (plus ordering whatever on their UE account for dinner) and $150/day on trips. They are generous, considerate, and very warm people and I have grown attached to their dog.
The dog and I used to go to pumpkin patches and fancy parks and dog friendly brunch spots and to Santa Paws with my friends, which the couple loved.
They recently got a new puppy (6mo) now though and while they are paying me $200/day they give me the dogs’ schedules that start at 7:30AM, end at 11:30PM, and have something to do almost every hour. Also, they now have cameras (faced down, but still audio, so I don’t feel like I can do personal calls in the house) that they asked me to put up when I’m away.
I mentioned having to stop by my house each day to take care of my aquariums/being away for 1-1.5hr and they said that was fine, but on the first day I was away for not even 45 mins when I got multiple texts and a call from the wife because their jerk of a neighbor complained about the dogs barking. This led to me rushing back and being super stressed out the entire time about souring their vacation and them being upset with me. I used to be able to run quick little errands though, with no issue, I had no idea they expected or needed me to be here 24/7…
They have me booked for the rest of their trips throughout the year, totaling over $8k in under the table earnings. It is stressing me out to let them know that this is no longer a good fit, but I can’t imagine being cooped up in a condo for 4-10 days straight and not seeing any friends. I had to cancel going to my friend’s bday brunch today because I felt like I couldn’t after their neighbor lost it…though being here 24/7 was never discussed with me prior.
I am really frustrated and annoyed though and I let them know I’d send updates every 3-4 hours but I’ve been getting texts if I haven’t sent one in the last two hours. How can I be kind in dropping them? I really do respect and enjoy them as people, and have a very friendly relationship with them, but this is really unreasonable and uncomfortable.
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