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2010.07.31 00:02 coaster367 Roller Coasters: Rides Galore!

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2016.05.12 17:27 chillaxin4life Milwaukee's Bicycle Community

Welcome to Milwaukee's bike subreddit! From the urban commuters to the beach cruisers, everyone and their bike is welcome here for newbie advice, pro events, and everything in between! Bike maps and bike shops are listed in the wiki.
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2023.06.03 12:39 cannotknotnot 22 [F4M] It all starts with a good intro

Hello! 22F here from the university near Megamall (iykyk). Working for almost a year now.
I'm looking for constant quality guy friends (at least one naman pls), someone who I can gain a different perspective from. I have quality girl friends na kaya I'm looking for guy friends naman. Someone who can get along with my very energetic personality. Syempre, dapat with substance din - someone I can talk to about the most random things to the deep existential thoughts.
Other things about me - I'm a plus size (if that matters). Black cat energy (can be intimidating but I've been told I have a very bubbly personality din). I'm from the East. I can drive, I can meet with you halfway once we're comfortable with each other (cos hello as a social butterfly I need real life interactions din).
We can exchange pictures (if that's impt to you) to set your expectations about me.
If you're g, send me a dm w a short intro about yourself (di kita papansinin pag walang intro bahala ka diyan magbasa ka).
That's all, thank yew.
(And yes, bago account ko bcos nalaman na ng friends ko yung old reddit ko huhuhu. Kung kilala mo ko, you don't know me!)
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2023.06.03 12:38 Ok_Anybody5099 Delete this game

This piece of domestic unethical product is so fucking bad, there are so much things that suck in this "game". And the devs don't even care as long as they get money. These fuckers should be sent to hell.
Here are some of my problems with this game:
  1. Balance. This game is so fucking unbalanced that it's unbelievable. Some of the unbalanced characters are Monkey King, Itu, Azuma and Yunlin and a lot more that I don't remember. "Well each of these characters have their unique abilities and talents" this doesn't change the fact that these characters are unbalanced. Just look at Yunlin's abilities, a good stun, a good teleport that doesn't punish you unless your opponent has godly reaction, and an excellent heal and she doesn't even need to access her shadoe form to use those, and with full shadow bar she can use 3 abilities in row and that's super unbalanced.
  2. Matchmaking. Why the fuck you give me opponents that have 2 - 3 higher dojo than mine, plus their characters are very high level and also max talents. I just straight up forfeit because 1 - 2 of their attacks and I already lost half of my HP bar.
  3. Camping. These motherfuckers are so fucking annoying and stupid, I want to step on their balls as hard as I can. "LOL skill issue camping is easy to counter" unless you are playing against a very bad camper, camping is nearly impossible to counter. Even if you manage to win against a very good camper, what for? 10 trophies? You waste your time on getting this little amount of a reward? Campers just waste your time and its not fun to play against them because you are also forced to camp. It gets even worse if your opponent uses an unbalanced character. Because of these bastards playing PVP isn't even fun anymore.
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2023.06.03 12:34 JoshAsdvgi THE KIND HAWK

THE KIND HAWK

THE KIND HAWK
(Hopi)
A LONG time ago, in a happy Hopi village, there lived a little boy.
His mother loved him so much that she dressed him in a pretty shirt and embroidered moccasins.
One day the boy wandered away from the village, over the plain, and a band of fierce Navaho Indians swooped down and bore him off.
They carried him to their camp, where the squaws took his shirt and moccasins away, and gave them to the Chief's son.
Then they made the boy work all day, and gave him so little to eat, that, in a few weeks, he grew thin and sick.
Now, near the Navaho camp was a high bluff on which lived a kind-hearted Hawk.
It often flew over the camp, and saw the boy working hard, and never playing with the other children.
So one day, when all the Navahos were gathered together at the Chief's lodge, the Hawk flew down and hovered over the boy's head.
"Oh, do not kill me!" begged the boy.
"I am not going to hurt you," answered the Hawk, "I am sorry for you.
Jump on my back, and hold on to my wings, and I'll carry you away."
The boy jumped on its back, and held on tight, and the bird flew up in the air.
It passed over the place where the Navahos were gathered, and when they saw the boy on the back of the Hawk, they were filled with rage and wonder.
The bird flew to the high bluff, and put down the boy, then it went back to the camp.
It swooped down on the Chief's little son, and pulling off his embroidered shirt, carried it to the boy.
Then the Hawk returned to the camp again, and taking a pair of handsome moccasins off another boy, carried them to the bluff.
The Navahos were terribly frightened, and packing up their goods, left the place.
The Hawk first dressed the boy, then fed him on Rabbit-meat, and other good things.
After that it took him on its back and flew with him to his mother.
Then, without waiting to be thanked, the bird flew away again to its bluff.
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2023.06.03 12:33 Independent-Set3177 I got out of the Mental Ward today. Just barely stopped myself from finally doing it. Don't want to sleep yet, please talk to me

My profile has long, detailed posts if you want them. Please feel free to ask any questions at all. Long story short I got stuck in a mental ward and it nearly drove me to actually do it. The second I got out I started collecting my method. Thank fucking God for weed, alcohol, and Thai food. And for some good ass fucking people I met inside. They're more my family than my family. They know me more, care for me softer. I needed them
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2023.06.03 12:32 Poisonappled Why does my cat not like me being in certain rooms?

My cat is a very friendly and social cat, however she is the most attached to me so my theory is this behavior is some sort of attachment issue. I spend a lot of time in my room- as a late teen would do so- but any time I leave the room she'll follow me and basically try to lead me back to my room. My house is quiet and when I'm not there she hangs out with my family, so I don’t think she’s uncomfortable being in other rooms. She very much so has a dog personality, to the point of which even the vet doesn't freak her out like any other cat. However when I'm home and not in my room, she seems to fuss. This happens especially when I sleep in other rooms such as a sibling's room, the living room, or upstairs couch area. During the times I'm not sleeping in my room, she will meow almost all night long even if the door is open for her to get in and out. Anytime I go near my room or even in the direction of my room, she'll let out meows as she tries to lead me into my room. Her meows are those kind of prolonged “this way, follow me!” type of meows. Why does she do this?
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2023.06.03 12:32 JoshAsdvgi The Jaguar Princess

The Jaguar Princess

The Jaguar Princess
[Lencas, Latin America]
This is a tale the old folks tellamong the Lenca Indians of Latin America.

Many, many years ago a noble princess came to the Lencas from far away.
Her arrival marked a turning point in their history, and they called her Comizahual, or "Flying Jaguar", after the might jaguar which is so much feared and respected among the Lencas.
Comizahual was a woman of great dignitiy and extraordinary beauty.
Her people adored her, and they were happy to obey her, for she was a natural leader.
She was a sorceress, and worked wonders with her magic arts.
She was different from the women of the Lencas and other Indian tribes in all sorts of ways; but the strangest thing of all was the whiteness of herr skin.
When she first appeared in the land of the Lencas, she travelled far and wide.
Followers flocked to her banner.
Then she built a palace in Cealcoquin, the loveliest and most fertile part of the land, and began to rule.
She was a strict ruler, with many servants and soldiers, but anyone could appeal to her if they felt they had been treated unjustly.
For some time there were still tribes holding out against her, but Comizahual led her troops in battle and defeated them, so that they too became part of her empire.
Comizahual's magic powers made her all the stronger.
One day she rose into the sky and disappeared for many hours.
When she came back she was carrying a rock with three outcrops that looked like faces, a magic talisman that put her enemies completely in her power.
THere were rocks with faces all over Cealcoquin, some like people and others like animals, many of them pumas.
Pilgrims came from far away to pray to them, and the most revered of all were the puma heads.
Comizahual never married, but she had three sons, bearded men who loved her dearly and held positions of great power among the Lencas.
They had skins of white like Comizahual, and some say that they were her brothers, not her sons.
Many years passed, and the Jaguar Princess grew old and weak.
In the end she fell sick, and people feared that she would die.
She still issued orders from her bed, but she no longer could get up and walk.
At last she felt death draw near, and called her sons and loyal chieftans to her.
Sadly they all gathered round.
"Soon I must leave you," she told them. "
My sons shall govern my realm between them.
Their rule shall be strict, but fair, and my people shall obey them as they obeyed me.
Do not quarrel, my sons.
For you can preserve your kingdom and protect your subjects only as long as you live together in harmony.
You must neither give unjust orders, nor tolerate injustice in others.
Help the poor, my sons, and make my country rich and strong."
Her sons could not bear to think of losing their mother.
"Stay with us, mother," pleaded the eldest, stepping forward.
"Our people need you."
"No, my son," replied Comizahual, gently but firmly.
My time on the Earth is over.
Fate wills it so.
Here, take my crown, and carry me into the streets so that I can take leave of my people.
The servants raised the bed and carried it outside.
When the people saw their Jaguar Princess, they rushed out and surrounded her, weeping and asking her blessing.
Suddenly a bold of lightning split the sky, and the air shook with thunder.
Everyone threw themselves on the ground.
And at that moment Comizahual vanished, and a bird with colours like the rainbow blew up into the sky.
"She has turned into a bird and gone to heaven," cried the Lencas, full of fear and awe.
Even since then the Lenca Indians have worshipped Comizahual as a goddess,
and every year they hold a great festival in honour of their Jaguar Princess.
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2023.06.03 12:31 yoummv Possible relapse

I had GBS back in 2021 post covid. It was strange and scary, but not that bad overall. I had a facial paralysis on one side, along with the usual numbness and tingling in my arms and legs and a weakened pelvis. I could walk to a degree but couldn't do any other movements without assistance. My recovery after 5 days of IVIG was pretty swift. I fully recovered in around 3 weeks with a bit of residual numbness at the tips of my toes which wasn't that bad. I was careful for the first 6 months and always looking out for a possible relapse but it never came. Eventually I got careless. I got off the prescribed diet, stopped exercising regularly etc.
So here I am, nearly 2 years later with numbness in my legs longside a stiffness in my calves (these were among the first symptoms last time), and even though it's still pretty early, I'm terrified. It's all coming back to me; memories of lying in bed in a vegetative state feeling absolutely helpless. My current symptoms started 4 days ago, and considering it's pretty early on, I'm hoping it's bad posture or a pinched nerve or hypochondria or something, anything that's not GBS. Not knowing what comes next gave me a sense of bravado the first time round. Now that I know exactly what to expect, I'm not feeling so brave anymore.
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2023.06.03 12:30 orangetoyourblue 30/F/Everywhere (Currently The Netherlands)

Blurb: A widely-traveled Third Culture Kid seeks consistent exchange written or otherwise, with someone who finds the world unfathomably beautiful and deathly curious. Any gender or age. English, Nederlands, Deutsch, Français, 日本, Українська, Русский.
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About me
Momo, 30, currently living in the Netherlands, own a plant (English Ivy) called Pippi and spend my days looking for a new escapade.
Really like being outside, gaming (Portal I & II), reading, milky tea, making bookmarks, the Phantom of the Opera, and planning adventures.
Love my friends. Dislike sea cucumbers and sand sticking to sunscreen-ed warm skin. Would like to visit Antarctica, Oregon and the Hebrides. Currently learning to skateboard, writing a book and spamming memes at my friends. Training to be an astronaut.
Fond memories include: hiking in Gatinaeu park, getting an impromptu star chart reading from an old lady in a cafe, dressing up as a kitsune for a fantasy fair, eating volcanic eggs near Fuji, jetskiing in Brunei, petrichor in Singapore in the middle of the day during class.
Favourites (really non-exhaustive):
Artists: the 1975, Enya, flor, Lauren Aquilina, Fall Out Boy.
Books: Fiction, non-fiction and poetry.
Food: Spaghetti Bolognese, borsch, chicken katsu curry and mango bubble tea.
Shows: Lockwood & Co., the Sandman, Emily in Paris, Planet Earth, and Full Metal Alchemist.
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Looking for
Consistent exchange with someone who loves life and wants to share that passion with someone. Once a month optimal but can be more frequent if emailing. Care packages optional. Heart and soul necessary. Laughter and adventure guaranteed.
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2023.06.03 12:30 Baron_Deathtrap1217 [FN] Era Vulgaris

A story I wrote a while back. (To put it more accurately, a year ago.) Submitted it for the college Magazine, and recently uploaded it to Wattpad. But it didn't do much. So I decided to just put it on here. Any kind of feedback would be appreciated.
Being the idiot I am, I'm not sure what genre to place it in. But I'd say it's an action - drama in a somewhat fantastical setting.
The Blurb is as follows:
"Undera night sky lit by two moons, a Witch loses her family, and begins to succumb to the dark, violent side of her powers - Bloodlust.
During this desparate struggle, she comes across a Bishop - a soldier of this city, whose sole purpose is to kill her kind.
Who is this Bishop? Will the Witch survive? And who am I, the being who wants to share this story with you??"
And here's the full story. I hope you enjoy.
Oh, what a beautiful night.
The two moons in an elaborate dance, one in the arms of the other as they glow amidst the darkness. Wouldn't it be a heartbreak, for the king to abandon his queen at the brink of dawn, leaving her alone and defenseless?
Of course, my king already had. Even worse, he might've even let the hunters on my tail. Just the thought sent shudders through my spine. My dear melancholy, I thought, you won't be here for long. "I've cried with you far too long. Perhaps I should send you with my lover, let his blood wrap around you while you sleep. Perhaps I should let his cries wash away all that you weep."
I wanted answers. But, a deeper, more primal part of me needed revenge. But if I wanted either, I needed to act fast. I was being hunted. The people of this world, they call us witches. They call us the spawn of the devil, to be hunted and burned alive. I know this isn't true, I remember my parents' faces as clear as day. Damn it, I wish I just had a normal life. I wanted peace, quiet. I wanted a happy life with my husband.
"You are desecrated by the demon himself!"
"Get out of my sight! Begone!"
The memory of Anton's words, curled in utter disgust.... They hurt. Once, long before this, I could almost see the smile on his face, taste the uninhibited love in his gaze, feel the steady warmth of his embrace...... And now... Why? Why, you.......... Why?
The question turned into a haunting melody, trying to tear its way through my skull with a violent cacophony, only to fade into a whisper drumming in sync with my footsteps, as I tracked him down through the shadows. Was he the answer?
Or just prey? A rat to devour?
That thought worried me. No, I-I didn't want to hurt Anton, but.... But he had done the same, was still doing the same. The streets were quiet, the houses all around closed shut. No doubt, there were hunters, the Bishops, tracking me down. But I had become accustomed to sneaking around without leaving a trace.
I wished, sometimes I could be one of those lucky women hiding in those houses, with nothing to fear but the outside. They could just stay in their homes and live the lives they wanted.
But, the increasingly manic voice from within spoke, you had that. For a while. How long did it even last, until he kicked you out and left you for dead?
My footsteps quickened seemingly running towards my prey. Or maybe, away from whispers that were becoming hard to deny. And then, I found him. Right there, in the darkness, all alone.
Ready to speak.
Or to die.
And all of a sudden, I felt my knife slide home. Blood, sweet and magnificent, rose in the air. Every cell in my body rose towards it, parched for a taste.
Just a taste.
I stumbled under the ferocity of the thirst, my will pushed to its limit to keep it under control. His life was fading out.
I had to... I had to look him in the eye. I turned him around, and it wasn't him. It wasn't him.
Oh god, it wasn't him.
It wasn't him it wasn't him it wasn't----------
"Ophelia, what the heck have you become?"
I slowly turned towards the source of the sound, knowing the horror on his face I'd be forced to see. There it was, but somewhere in the miasma of repulsive emotions.... Was it concern? Did my dear Anton still care? Did he still... still love?
Something fell on my thigh, soft, and warm, disappearing seeping through my dirtied clothes the moment it touched. And it was then I realized - it was blood. It was all over me, across my lips, on my hands, seeping into my fingernails. It was overwhelming me, wrenching sense and sanity away. Was it too late? Was I past the point of no retu------
The next moment, I realize I'm.... falling. Further and further, but I can't find the floor. I can't feel my legs, my arms, my mouth. It's as if every part of me except my soul has disintegrated, vanished into thin air. I look around me. There are so many like me. Witches, humans, the faceless, the feral. The victim and the criminal. They are all the same. WE are one and the same. I don't feel my consciousness fading away, but rather.... It bleeds, it swims around like a drop in an ocean, a single grain of pollen among thousand others flying away. It's coming all together now, fusing and joining and mixing with the others, and into the will of one great being. It's like..... Like the God accepting us into His womb, letting us be a part of His plan, and giving us one last gift- vision, His vision, to see the world as it really is............. And the ones we left behind in this world.
The process seems so painful - I can feel emotions that aren't my own, emanating from within me, while my own emotions are scattered over this pool of collective consciousness. It swirls and splashes around, slowly moving towards a source, rather than away. The closer I get, the lesser I remember about myself. I'd be concerned, unhappy even, weren't it not for the fact that along with myself, I could also feel myself forgetting the world I had lived in like an insect, while I dance around in the memories of others. It's all mine, and what's mine is also others'. There isn't an "I" anymore. There's just...... An ocean. An ocean of serenity. A desert, devoid of pain and suffering. An oasis of peace.
Just......Anton. Look after him, my Savior. And my----------------------
-Era Vulgaris-
Ah...... Another dead one coalescing into me. A woman, full of hopes and dreams soaked and squandered away by sorrow and hatred and envy. Don't fret, little one. You can rest now. Be in peace with yourself, and this broken world. Now, where were we? Ah, the woman finally lost it.
Her self-consciousness faded away the very moment that drop of blood dripped onto her tongue. What was left, was a husk of its former self, hungry for blood and power. I hated watching this, though I'd seen this a million times over. Even the part of me that was once that poor girl was undoubtedly horrified at what she'd become. It's okay, it's okay. It'll work out in the end. Trust me. Your loved ones shall come out whole from the other side.
Especially, I thought, if the Bishop beside him is truly who I think he is.
The word "Bishop" brought a bit of warranted concern to the residual piece of the girl, which meant I had to spend some more of my energy and attention to calm her down. So, I thought. Where were we?
The husk of the woman lunged for her former lover, only to be denied her prey by a sudden tackle to the ground. The assailant swiftly rolled out of harm's way, spinning around and aiming a rather large revolver right at her head.
"Freeze. Or the bullet goes in your head."
She didn't respond in kind. Instead, she... It. It, reminded the small voice that was once part of her, now just in pure disbelief at what she was looking at. It looked him dead in the eye, wailed its vocal cords out and slit its own arm, letting the blood spurt open all around her. The dead carcass beside her became her fuel, swimming towards and into heIt, as its own blood slowly morphed into clones of its own. All contorted and manic, just like the original. All at once, they converged right at the hunter, eager to churn out the flesh. One sneaky little figure, however, sneaked right out of sight and right towards its/ her husband.
Yeah, it was her husband alright. All these bright little memories sparkling from within the dark, right up until everything tore apart- Wait. Oh n-
A hailstorm of gunshots shattered the rain of noise that drenched the night. And just like that, almost all the clones were gone, fading into a cloudburst of blood from which they had risen. The husband, Anton, screamed, "The blood- it'll burn!!" But the hunter rushed through regardless, through the blood.
True to his word, the blood began to boil and corrode away all the protective plates and clothing, but the man himself was strangely unaffected. Rather, he became seemingly faster, as he kicked away the witch, the original form out, just a mere fraction of a second before it could rip out Anton's jugular. My heart was in my throat. Or at least, the newly assimilated soul felt that way.
I was more interested to as to how the Bishop appeared to have changed, as if a limiter on himself had been removed by the blood. As if a blind man had finally been given the path towards light.
By the time it could recover, the Bishop held the previous position once again- only this time, aiming at the creature's belly. That, is what I was worried about. The poor woman was pregnant when she lost control. "Now," he said. "Don't move."
The woman's soul suddenly began to wrench its way out towards her body, trying desperately to save its offspring, its child. Its only ray of hope. It took a considerable effort to keep her in control, much more than what I would once require. Well, I thought, all the more reason to let things go as they should.
Anton went to protect the thing that was once his wife, right up until the Bishop changed his aim towards him.
Anton paled, but understood the message. He returned to his previous position, his crosshairs pointed right at the woman's swollen abdomen, and waited for her to react.
She didn't.
She stilled, almost stuck between her primal urge as a creature of blood, and a maternal urge as a creature of warmth.
The hesitation was enough for the hunter to make a decision.
"Rest in peace."
The gun fired.
A single bullet exploded into a hundred smaller shells, penetrating the witch - not at the abdomen, but straight through the head. The man beside him just puked at the gruesome scene, unable to bear not just the brutality, but the heartbreak of it.
The hunter turned towards him. "Put yourself together. Besides, you put her in this situation."
The remark halted Anton from his state of disgust into a fit of near-violent rage.
"What? What the fuck do you know, you lowlife? You're the ones who kill innocent women for just the smallest suspicion of their nature. You fucker! Die in the womb you lived in you-"But, he couldn't hold on to it. Just couldn't.
Anton broke into tears, his guilt, his pain and his loss flowing down his face and falling at the cold ground below him.
It--It wasn't a nice sight to see. He cried, and cried, and cried, sometimes in reminiscence of the small moments that he'd shared with his loved one, sometimes in despair of the things he'd done. He could blame all he could, curse all he could. At the world. At hunters. At God. Even himself, but that would not bring his love back to life. It wouldn't bring his unbor---
A tiny, yet strong innocent wail interrupted his downward spiral.
"Anton. Your child." With that brief phrase, the Bishop laid a fragile infant in his arms. Crying, with hair barely formed, yet Anton could see it- It was her child. Her and his. THEIR child. But......
"IT's- It's a girl. Won't you-"
"Well, I think it would be rude of me not to turn a blind eye your way. I cannot see, after all. Besides, I think this child deserves a chance. For the mother who, in the throes of death, chose her child over revenge. And," he said, patting down the man's shoulder, "the pathetic man who still wanted to save his wife, even if she was no more. Now go. Get the fuck out of here. I gotta pick up the corpse and collect my payment. Oh, and, uh... What happened here, all of it- you don't remember a thing. Got it?"
He didn't need even the slightest of threats. The guy thanked the Bishop and, with the now smiling babe, walked away.
Another figure appeared from behind the hunter.
"Was that a good decision, Navy?"
A Faceless one. Quite devoted to the Bishop. His question held a tone of concern, but a sense of curiosity dominated his voice as he asked his question.
"Grayson," he said, placing his shotgun onto the floor as a walking stick, "I never overthi-"
"Shut up."
A careless shrug. "Alright. You got me. You want me to be honest? I.....see myself, as weird as it sounds. In that child, in that man. Even in the fuckin' witches. I kill them for a living, Gray. I wake up every morning to load a bullet carrying their name."
"You hate them. Simple as that."
"But a really small part of me..... It- I don't know, Gray. Sometimes all I do is say thanks to this stupid world we live in. A world where everyone wants to fall in love but there's no room for it, in the grand scheme of things. You know, it's times like these that make me glad. Better off believing in a dream world of love and peace, rather than knowing this nightmare of an era. An Era Vulgaris, if you will."
Indeed, in this we might just be kindred spirits. Hm... well, there's definitely a potential in him, to become what I need him to be in the future. I just.....
Well, I'll let this run its course.
After all, it depends on whether she can will herself a future worth salvaging. For there was another one spying on the hunter, another witch whose paths would cross with his. And that path would either fall in place like clockwork, or blow up every plan and contingency I'd made into smoke.
Till then, I guess it best to rest. Kick back and watch this Era Vulgaris consume itself in its vanity, and see if something will come out whole the other side. Rest well, Navidson.
And thank you.
Something settled, and that's when I realized the woman's soul had finally accepted its fate, fading into the primordial soup. Broken, scared and all bled out, and yet she put up a hell of a fight.
The human will is quite extraordinary, is it not?
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2023.06.03 12:30 ImLxst444 Another post about depression or some shit

I keep seeing things mentioned about people wanting to create music, and about how they wish they could be as creative as Travis and shit, so I just kinda wanna make a post about the negative sides of making music, the side no one really talks about. Unless you're interested in reading the ramblings of some random dude on the internet about something the majority of you likely won't relate to, just skip this post. Also my apologies if this doesn't really flow the smoothest, I didn't write these paragraphs in order since I kept deleting them and going back and reworking then completely.
Even though everyone's different I will speak on my own personal experience with dedication to creating music, I'm only 19 but I'm totally like hooked into it, I've always enjoyed the process of creation and growth but it feels like the more I improve and the more i progress I just begin to feel even emptier. I wouldn't consider myself extraordinary but for being completely self taught and independent I feel like I'm doing pretty well, but the fucked part is I'm at the point where I realized I could be the most successful and revolutionary artist in the game but the second I turn my computer off all of that progress just ceases to exist anymore because all of that success isn't mine, it's my music personas, the real fleshy me is still a nobody.
It has given me extreme identity issues. I graduated 11 months ago and since then I haven't existed as a person, all my time and energy has been dumped into music, I'm over here throwing away my golden years by making beats and spitting into a microphone.
From sunrise to sunset all I do is either make music, listen to music, research music, and think about music. I have the fucking knowledge of a 50 year old I've put so much time into this.
Haze of interference by bedwetter "I'm standing by a microphone, I'm yelling at a wall, pick a thousand names you're still nobody at all" those final few lines resonated with me on a very personal level when I first heard them because it's true, you invest so much of your life into this shit and for what?
I'm a rather decent producer, an amazing engineer (mixing mastering) and a decent writevocalist, but no matter what there's never this point where I feel like it's enough, there's always something that can be improved or done better.
My mental health is also just shit in general I can't go an hour without having suicidal thoughts, when I was 17 I took an ungodly amount of pills to kill myself which resulted in seizures and temporarily stopped my heart. When I arrived at the hospital I full on described my mental situation which is something I've never done and haven't done since. The doctor asked me 2 questions 1. Are you going to kill yourself when you get home? I said not immediately but maybe another day. 2. Are you going to hurt anyone? Absolutely not, I'm one of the sweetest people you'll ever meet :/ The doctor then just sent me home?? I tried to ask for therapy or anything that would at least give me the opportunity to get professional help and I didn't get shit. The only reason I haven't truly committed is because I'm afraid of doing it in a way that wouldn't 100% guarantee death. If I had a gun it would've been lights out a long time ago, and that's not even a debate. I don't fear death, I fear the process of dying, it's painful scary and pathetic.
I've posted nearly 3 hours of decent music since I've started releasing (march 2022) all of it was written and mixed by me, the majority of it was also produced by me, I've gotten thousands upon thousands of plays in total which is decent for someone so new and absolutely no promotions, but it just leaves me feeling like my whole existence is nothing more than a Instagram account and a SoundCloud page.
I've retired temporarily and semi rebranded just so I can try to actually make unique and experimental music instead of the rather played out raw emo cloud rap music I've been making.
I always feel bad for people that want to get into music because it's such a life consuming process if you actually plan on trying to become something worth mentioning, and again I'm only 19 and I feel like this so I can't even begin to imagine how horrible it would feel 20 years from now.
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2023.06.03 12:29 Basic_Ad_5850 I hate my mother in law

My husband and I moved back to where he is from and I left my family and moved across the country to be with him. Because we have dogs and he didnt want to pay rent anymore and wanted to just buy and pay the mortgage, we decided to stay with his mom. The house market has been pretty competitive, and we were having a hard time getting a house, so we we are staying longer than expected. At the beginning, my relationship with his mom was great, she was nice, we talked and all until I started school online again. I was more time in my room because I had to do homework and could not be outside all day talking to her like before, plus I started noticing she liked to talk bad about everyone. One day, my sister in law texts my husband saying his mom was talking bad about me with her and that she already knew how their mom was and that she felt bad for me. My husband told me and I started resenting her. When I dont like someone my face will show it. She started making passive aggressive comments and we recently came on vacation. I was in the hot tube with my brother in law's girlfriend drinking wine and she just opens the door and tells us sarcastically that we looked so great being there. I was super confused and just ignored her. I noticed she wont eat anything I make, or she will not seat near me. I am at a point where I ignore her, but I cant help making faces when she is around. Do you guys have any advice? I told my husband and he is practically saying, I know it sucks but thats the way she is please suck it up.
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2023.06.03 12:28 wishihadaps42 Am in unemployable?

I'm 31, great worker, college grad, no criminal history, nevwr been fired. Worked as marketing managers at two small businesses when I was younger, some time at a hotel, claims processor for insurance and nearly 4 years at a massive marketing company as a project manager. Quit fter being burned out and no future for pay.
Have not been able to find anything for months, rejections and ghosts even for stuff I'm wildly overqualified for. Currently workinf overnight at Walmart. Winner. Where's this great America people like to talk about? Haven't experience it my entire life. If it's hard for me how bad is it for people without degrees, who get fired, are lazy, have criminal history etc
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2023.06.03 12:27 Mad_Creator Gorm's Epic (English Version)

Gorm's Epic (English Version)
Episode 1 The End of the Exodus A great, huge ship, a real Ark of 130 cubits, was sailing on the flat sea of a blue and sunny afternoon.
-…I still wonder why you gave such a name to our ship…-
Krom-Nav said, as he steered the wheel. The two brothers always had something to say about each other: Krom-Nav was the eldest, always dutiful and precise in his duties, while Yughy, the youngest, was the more reckless one, always ready to experiment. The first had long brown hair that stopped at his shoulders, light and large eyes, a smooth beard that started under the hooked nose, surrounded the mouth, and ended by covering the chin with a point. The second had shorter hair, hazel, darker eyes, a veil of beard on the chin, both tall, athletic bodied, Krom leaner and Yughy Sturdier, dressed, like the rest of their people on that great ship, in animal furs decorated with the symbols of their people: Five symbols that indicated the elements, Water, Earth, Plants, Air, Fire, which all revered and respected. The two had very different characters: Yughy was impulsive, skilled at manual labor, a hothead who often acted on feeling rather than reason. Krom, on the other hand, was more methodical, more thoughtful, didn't talk much unless necessary, loved to read, and always kept a watchful eye on his people and crew.
  • Come on brother! It's been years since we set sail! You should have figured it out! He means “Earth”!- -And I repeat that "Terra", for a ship that sails on water, seems to me a name that is not at all suitable, Yughy…- -AH! BUT YOU DON'T REALLY UNDERSTAND ANYTHING! It's called "Earth" as a good omen! That is to FIND the EARTH, after this very long journey at sea! It's a metaphor, a synonym of Hope!- -Maybe…for me the name Gheos, it still seems strange to me…- -You'll see that you'll get used to it sooner or later…- -Okay! You get used to taking the helm!-
Krom said, walking away, while Yughy looked at him in amazement.
-HEY BUT YOU DUMPING ME LIKE THIS?- -EXACTLY!-
And laughing, he made his way to the large stern. Their relationship had always been like this, since they were children. Bound by a brotherly love that occasionally cracked, but never broke. Even in the darkest moment, in fact, they were together.
10 years earlier, on a very distant coast, on a misty island, stood the village of Missa, a village known for its constant mist. The Missians were a peaceful people, dedicated to agriculture, livestock and fishing, and worshiped the elements of Nature: The Earth, on which they could build their houses, The Plants, which gave them shelter and nourishment, The Air , which moved their mills and relieved them from the heat, Water, which gave them its fish and quenched their thirst, and Fire, which protected and warmed them in the dark nights. Some of them were called Old Sages: They were those who mediated between the Elements of Nature and the material world, holders of ancient powers with which they were born and which they then handed down to their successors. They could blend in and disappear in the eyes of others, use their magic to perform miracles, could increase their strength and speed dramatically, and could read minds and move objects with their thoughts. The title of "Old Sage" referred to the first Village Chief, an old man who helped his people to settle in that place, facing dangers and vicissitudes using his magic to create bridges, drive away beasts and make the land fertile. Since then, individuals with similar powers, even young ones, have received this nomea, a noble title for those who would have been the guides, defenders, or scholars of ancient primordial arts.
There Krom-Nav and Yughy were born. Since they were children they showed innate abilities: Krom spoke with plants and animals, perfectly understanding their moods and intentions without his mouth producing sound, and he was able to exploit the air currents to run faster or make the windmills move, while Yughy was able to manipulate the fire, deflect water in the fields with only the laying on of hands and carried heavy rocks making them float with the power of his mind. Both were in total control of the elements of Nature, and were the most talented of those with their powers. The other villagers respected them, and somewhat feared their power. Krom tried to use his powers to improve life in the village, and was always thinking of his fellow citizens, but Yughi was a much more restless spirit: He composed works of art, sculpting the surrounding hills, but often caused disasters such as landslides and mountain slides, when they pissed him off, he controlled torches to set the pants of troublemakers on fire, and played with water, causing it to float in the air, but when he got distracted, the water fell back, often ruining previously irrigated fields. All pranks that Krom-Nav then had to solve, and the bickering between the two brothers was all too frequent. After a few years, the two grew up, and Krom-Nav was elected full-fledged Sage and head of the village of Missa, while Yughy, also elected Sage, became his trusted second. But not even the time to celebrate, that the tragedy struck the village. A neighboring village, made up of a tribe of hunters and vandals, wanted to take possession of the powers of the Sages of Missa. Thus a war broke out which nearly wiped out the Missians, as the enemies burned houses and destroyed crops. In a last desperate attempt, Krom-Nav defended the survivors of his people, together with other Old Sages and the best Missian warriors, while Yughy shaped with his Psychic power, the metal extracted from the earth, and the wood of the last unburnt forests, a large and stately ship where all the Missians boarded. The few left to defend them sacrificed themselves with honor as Krom-Nav mounted Gheos, and set sail, concentrating his powers and controlling the wind to swell the ship's sails. That terrible night, fortunately, most of the Missians survived, including Yughy, Krom-Nav, and his still infant son, little Lehander.
Lehander was now 10 years old, born with one yellow and one black eye, his hair shimmered in the light and turned dull in the shade, he was an enterprising and playful child, also endowed with powers, like his father. While his uncle steered, and Krom, his father, made sure all was well on the ship, Lehander slept peacefully in the hold, where everyone's dormitories resided. As the ship cradled him in the waves, his dreams came alive with strange visions: Before him loomed an ominous mountain, tall, with spiers that seemed to form a thorny crown of pointed rocks, and the front wall carved as if it were an evil visage. From the "mouth" of the mountain, incandescent lava and magma came out, a real river of death, and from it arose monstrous creatures with red and yellow skin. Then the dream became absurd, moved, strange, many different images of strange creatures fighting against fire demons, until everything suddenly stopped. Lehander saw the Volcano, again, but this time from above, and with it a whole island, huge, with blue seas, green forests, steep mountain ranges and all sorts of natural wonders. Then in front of him, a ball of light. When he tried to touch her, he woke up. It was now full night and beside him was his father.
-DAD…DAD WAKE UP!- Krom-Nav opened his eyes lazily, seeing his son shaken.
-Hey…did you have that nightmare again?- -Yes! But this time it was longer! There was the Volcano, the demons, and then other creatures appeared, and they all lived on this huge and beautiful island in the middle of the sea!-
Krom, listened curious, but disturbed. His son not only had both his and his brother's abilities, but he had developed unusual powers: He often saw how the child, in totally random moments, was able to move his own and the shadows of objects hit by the sun, as if they were solid, and he was able to mold them into any shape. In the same way he was able to "take" the rays of the sun or the moon that shone through the cracks in the wood of the ship to illuminate a totally dark place. He also had the unnerving ability to make small predictions: Krom could not get out of his mind how, one day, Lehander said "I'm going to look for a blanket.", and in that instant the climate, which until then had been scorching, suddenly became cloudy and cold, so much so that he had to interrupt the navigation for two days. So those dreams she told him were hard to ignore. They sounded absurd, but what if they were harbingers of something horrific? He couldn't take this lightly, he had learned over the years that chance was nothing more than a way for the mind to justify natural phenomena and destiny. Krom spoke about this a few nights later with his brother Yughy, after Lehander had a similar vision again, but he kept telling him not to worry, while they were at the bow looking at the sea, that probably the child's immature powers made harmless pranks.
-Krom, you get too worked up…do you remember, when we were kids, I had that dream about a red-hot rock that would hit me on the head?- -Yes, I remember…you were so agitated that when you finally sat down under a tree and a pine cone hit you, you passed out for hours from terror.- -You never remember nice things…anyway if you notice I was a child, and while you already had conversations with blackbirds and lizards, I still had to figure out how to avoid setting fire to the grove behind the house…- -So you want to tell me that Lehander is only very young?- -And also that his powers sometimes go to his head! Then he's always been a kid with a wild imagination, you shouldn't take it too seriously!-
The two continued to converse about it, while the night sky was lit only by moonlight. Krom-Nav continued to be worried about his son's visions, while Yughy continued to reassure him. Krom, however, couldn't get over it, since that wasn't the only thing troubling him.
-Sometimes, when he thinks he's alone, I hear him talking as if he were with someone else...often it almost seems like he's "arguing" with himself.- -Maybe just play, don't you think?- -I know my son, and I distinguish well when he plays and when something is wrong. He's had weird attitudes ever since he started walking on this ship. He has powers unlike ours or any other Sage who have come before us, plus it seems as if he is never fully awake…I think this journey has become too long…our people need a place to call home…and this vessel can no longer be. Far too many people were born and died here, and I think that the continuous wandering in the sea for years is doing as much harm to our body as to our psyche.- -I know brother...I know...-
Yughy said, as he placed a hand on her shoulder.
-…But I'm sure we're almost there. I read the stars yesterday, they seemed to be in the right position, and a few days ago I saw some seagulls in the sky! We are certainly close to the earth!- -You say? What if it was just an islet? A tiny strip of land?- -It will mean that we will replenish the supplies, we could take Lehi and the other children for a walk, and then we will leave again! Where there is a strip of land Often there are others not far away, who knows, maybe after that we won't find a bigger island, or an entire continent!- -…Let's hope so…- -Hey, Hey! Don't make that face. Come on, if I can get that frown out of you, as soon as we stop I'll have Lehander go on a little adventure! As soon as he helps me gather wood, he'll forget about his bad dreams! What are you saying, big brother?- -…Thanks Yughy.-
They continued to converse for a while, Krom-Nav felt more and more reassured by the words of his brother, who had always helped him raise his son: While escaping from Missa, little Lehander's mother, Astreg, was killed by an arrow shot straight to the heart. Krom-Nav had not had time to bury her for years, and kept her remains, mummified so as not to lose them, in a remote room of the ship, waiting for a suitable place for her burial. Since then Krom raised his son alone, with the help of Yughy, who often entertained the child, making him do small jobs on the ship, teaching him some magical techniques, and playing the funny uncle. The two spent a lot of time together, often not even Krom knew where Lehander was, only to later find him with his uncle.
As the two brothers continued to talk, a yell from the watchtower made them whirl around.
-FOG BANK COMING SOON!-
The two brothers ran to the helm, which was being steered by one of their best men, Hagar.
-What happen?- -We are entering a bank of fog, Krom. Looks pretty thick,- -Fog? But how?-
The ship then plunged into fog. All the Missians exited their cabins and made their way to the deck. Lehander reached his father and hugged him tightly, while Krom kept his arm around him. The fog was thick, white, so much so that everyone could feel the steam touching them like a caress, and the salty smell of the sea almost seemed like a sweet aroma. This penetrating fog reminded everyone of the fog of Missa, and caused a sense of nostalgia, serenity, peace in the souls of each of them. Either because of Hagar's caution, or because of the pearly and compact vapor, the mist looked like an infinite Cloud in which the ship was almost swimming. Abruptly, Hagar stopped. Something in the sea was moving. A rumbling was rising from the depths of the sea, and it seemed to get closer and closer. Everyone felt it, and terrified they stood silent, hugging their loved ones. Krom, he looked around, perceived a great, immense force around them. Yughy instead heard only an indecipherable muttering. Then, suddenly, a gasp. The ship began to rock violently, everyone held on to something, the two brothers barely resisted standing. The ship rocked for minutes, until something popped up from the sea: An enormous head, twice the size of the ship, emerged from the water. A gargantuan creature with a reptilian head, mottled and scaly skin, tinged with a brilliant abyssal blue, opened its mouth, emitting a high-pitched dissonant song and displaying thousands of sharp teeth, arranged in a comb, as large as the trees of the ship. His mouth shut, his oil-black eye opened, and he just stood there staring at the ship. Krom-Nav approached the rail, where the eye of the creature scrutinized the ship, while Yughy and Lehander watched the scene amazed together with the rest of the people.
-KROM! COME BACK HERE!- -Keep calm…- -KROM! FOR THE SAKE OF THE ELEMENTS, IT'S NOT A DOLPHIN!- -I said stay calm, Yughy…I feel it…it's powerful…but it's not hostile…- -…HOW SHOULD YOU SAY THAT YOU FEEL IT?-
Krom got as close as possible. He saw the giant pupil turn towards him, narrow and then widen. He feared neither the ship nor Krom. And he didn't seem to want to attack her. Lehander also approached, as if attracted by that magnificent creature. Krom held his son close, and in the process, tried to use his powers to communicate with us. The only thing he heard were strange words in an incomprehensible language.
-Dad...maybe I can understand you...-
Krom wondered for a moment, how could his son already know a language that he didn't know either? But he could not let fear dominate him.
-...Lehe...be careful...and tell us what the beast wants.-
Lehander approached, under the astonished eyes of all. The mighty animal began to make strange noises, but it seemed that somehow, its roaring gurgle and its high-pitched song, resembled words, sentences, a finished speech he was having with the child. Abruptly, he changed, and Lehander turned to face his people.
-…He said his name was Murena. It lives a little further on, in its great lair at the bottom of the sea, near a southward current, and a ditch beyond it. She says that she is one of the guardians of this sea, and that she has a friend with many tentacles, with whom she sometimes fights over the place where she likes to eat. Near her lair is also a large Island. If we ask them please we can live there! There's plenty of room, lots of wood, enough food and water for everyone! We just have to not fish too much and not catch too much. She says she has many other friends on earth, and she doesn't want some of them to get angry.-
The great Moray eel slowly closed and reopened her eye towards the boat, as if it were a sign of assent. Yughy approached his brother.
-…it almost seems that…- -Yes…he understood that Lehander is a “puppy”…and made him understand it easily…- -So, there really is an island…and it's big enough for all the people.- -He also said that there are Beasts like her, if not bigger, that could kill us.- -KROM! HE SAID WE SHOULD NOT DISTURB THEM AS WE ALWAYS HAVE DONE WHEN WORSHIP THE ELEMENTS! YOU DO NOT UNDERSTAND! WE ARE ONE STEP AWAY FROM OUR NEW HOME! IF IT'S AS BIG AS IT SAYS WE WOULD NEVER HUNGER! WE WOULD RESIST FOR GENERATIONS AND GENERATIONS! FOR THE FIRST TIME YOUR CHILD WILL TOUCH THE WARM GROUND AND NOT THE COLD WOOD OF THIS SHIP! YOU CAN BURY ASTREG INSTEAD OF ROTTING IT IN THE SEA! IF THIS THING WOULD HAVE WANTED TO EAT YOU IT WOULD ALREADY HAVE DONE IT! LOOK HOW BIG HIS MOUTH IS! THINK WHAT'S UNDER THE SEA! IT'S OUR CHANCE, BROTHER! OUR INVITATION TO A PEACEFUL LIFE FOR US, FOR YOUR PEOPLE! FOR YOUR CHILD!-
Krom was torn: On the one hand there was the risk of a trap by that monster, on the other, his people were tired of travelling, tired of seeing only the sea and having to make do to survive. Krom approached his son.
-Ask her…to show us the way.- -YES!-
Lehander with the most innocent smile he could muster looked at his father and uncle, and turned to the Moray Eel. It remained motionless for an interminable minute, then, its head moved forward, towards the direction of the Gheos ship, its long bluish body began to show itself as it swam towards that direction. It seemed endless, but out of the queue, Krom-Nav realized that his brother was right in his greatness. It was ten times the length of the ship, its serpentine body like a moving mountain range, and the long translucent blue fin that ran along its entire body made it even more imposing to the shocked Missians. The Moray Eel swam ahead of the ship, and began to swim straight ahead to show the way out of the mist. Krom, immediately set to work.
-HAGAR! FULL SPEED! SAILS EXPLAINED! WE NEED TO STAY BEHIND IT! YUGHY! REACH THE LOOKOUT AND CLIMB THE MAIN MAST! ALL ELSE BELOW DECKS!-
And so they did, everyone took their places, the civilians returned, and Krom stood straight in the bow, followed by his son who watched in ecstasy as the gigantic creature guided them towards the unknown. Mist beat against their faces as the ship went at full speed driven by the wind. The creature accelerated more and more as the clouds cleared, they were coming, the salty smell was slowly disappearing. Then, from the top of the watchtower, Yughy screamed together with the other sailor.
-GHEOOOOOOOS! GHEOOOOOOOS! EEEEEARTH!-
Krom still couldn't see it, then the sunlight blinded him, Lehander, and Hagar. As their eyes adjusted, they saw her: A gigantic island loomed before them, a huge layer of land surrounded by cliffs and a sea so blue it looked like fresh water, so clear that you could see all kinds of sea creatures swimming beside the ship, known and unknown. Two huge mountains welcomed them, towering over endless expanses of lush jungles and forests, and surrounded by towering mountain ranges that crowned the entire island. It was their promised land. Their new home
Yughy, he got off, very excited and joined his brother and nephew.
-…Look…WHAT SPLENDOR...- -…Yes…finally…we are home…- -We absolutely have to find a name for her…- -I already have a name for her…- -And what will it be called?- -…it will be our Life from now on…- -Life…you mean..?- -Exactly…GORM…-
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2023.06.03 12:27 TheRollingPeepstones The 1998 disappearance and murder of 7-year-old Nikolett Szathmáry in Gyula, Hungary

Hi there! I apologize for any mistakes that stem from being inexperienced, this is my first post here. I have been thinking about posting Hungarian cases on the sub, but this is the first time I actually found the time to do it. I will attach a few sources - English ones seem to be impossible to come by, although there might be one or two related to a possible theory that was since dismissed, I will attach these. The following post is a loose translation of information coming from Hungarian Wikipedia and other Hungarian news articles.
Background
Nikolett Edit Szathmáry was born on July 8, 1990, in Gyula, Békés county, Hungary, to parents Sándor Szathmáry and Edit Szilágyi. Her hometown, Gyula has a population of ~28 000 people and lies in the southeastern corner of Hungary, 5 kilometres (3 miles) from the border with Romania. Most likely due to Nikolett's young age, there is very little information available regarding her upbringing, but it is known that her parents divorced and Nikolett lived with her mother, Edit and her two brothers. (Edit remarried in 2011, to one of the police officers that were involved in the case.) In 1998, at the time of the disappearance, Nikolett was a student in the local No. 5 Elementary School, and Edit supported the family by working as a cleaner in local exhibition halls. Nikolett was a happy, joyful child who was very attached to her mother, but she was also very confident for her age and she regularly walked home on her own from school. She liked to go out in nature with her uncle to watch wild ducks, often went to her friends' homes to hang out with them, and attended extracurricular activities like folk dance classes.
Disappearance
Wednesday, January 14, 1998 started as a regular day for the family. In a 2001 interview, Edit recalled the day of her disappearance: "It was a completely average morning. I woke her up, brought her a cup of cocoa, then we went to school together. We said goodbye to each other, she spent the day in school, then around 2 PM, she walked to her folk dance class. The class was over sometime before 4 PM, they let the kids go a little early that day. Shortly after 4 PM, I went to pick her up, although I previously told her I would not be able to pick her up that day. I wrapped up work and headed out [to Ferenc Erkel Cultural Centre, where her class was]. Maybe if I chose to head home instead, we would've met halfway."
Nikolett did not stay behind to wait for her mother. She began to walk home, as she did many times before without any issues. She left the Cultural Centre in downtown Gyula around 4 PM, and during the walk home, she encountered her pediatrician. They chatted for a little bit and walked together for a while. However, they parted at the neighborhood grocery store, and Nikolett continued on her way alone. Most articles say that this store was no further than 300 metres (about 1000 feet) from her home. According to the receipt the pediatrician showed to police, she paid at the grocery store check-out counter at 4:08. After this point, there were no eyewitnesses that ever saw Nikoletta alive again.
Edit was not particularly worried at first when Nikolett was not home in time, as she was known to visit friends after school on occasion. Until 8 PM, the family tried looking for her in places she could possibly have been, to no avail. At this point, they called the police. A warrant was issued for a blue-eyed girl, around 140 - 145 cm (4' 7" - 4' 9") tall, wearing a purple jacket, pink knitted hat, a green sweatshirt, and a yellow school backpack. The Békés County Police Department searched the town of Gyula and the adjacent woods and wetlands, with no results. Hundreds of police officers were deployed to the town to assist with the search. Special K9 units were also deployed, including Mancs ("Paw"), Hungary's most famous German Shepherd rescue dog who later saved a 3-year-old girl in the aftermath of the 1999 Izmit earthquake in Turkey, and participated in the search and rescue efforts during the 2001 earthquakes in El Salvador and India. 3 000 apartments were searched in the neighbourhood, and they even drained a canal that runs through the town of Gyula. Search helicopters were also used. However, despite the efforts, police was unable to locate Nikolett. Police processed hundreds of reports, none of which lead to any progress with the investigation.
The Békés County Police Department offered a 3 million HUF (around 14 000 USD at the time, a very large sum in 1998 Hungary) to anyone who could provide useful information regarding the circumstances of the disappearance. The mayor of Gyula offered another 500 000 HUF (~2 300 USD). Neither reward was ever claimed. Due to the events, fear spread through the town, and parents did not allow their children to go anywhere on their own. Baseless rumours started spreading, linking Nikolett's disappearance to organ harvesting, but there was no evidence to suggest this. Moreover, Gyula's closeness to the Romanian border and relative closeness to Serbia also led to speculations that Nikolett's disappearance could be the work of a local who escaped the country, or a foreigner who just arrived in town. An international warrant was also issued and Nikolett was added to Interpol's list of missing children worldwide.
Location of the body
For the next three years, there were absolutely no advancements in the case, until February 20, 2001. Thatching workers were collecting straw in the wetlands by Road 44 near the outskirts of Gyula, when they found a large plastic bag. They realized that the bag contained human remains, and the police were informed. Forensic experts determined that the body was likely submerged in water for an extended period of time. Police claimed that this may have been the reason why rescue dogs did not alert in 1998 when the same area was searched. The body found was in a completely skeletal state, with only a blouse and a pair of socks. The backpack, coat, pants, and underwear were never found. Due to these circumstances, it was theorized that she may have been sexually assaulted, although any concrete evidence of that would have been long gone. DNA samples were taken - actually, this was the first case ever in Hungary where DNA was extracted from bones. Getting the results took over six months, which confirmed that the located remains belonged to Nikolett Szathmáry. Finally, the family was able to have a proper burial for her.
Possible perpetrators
According to one article, an anonymous police officer claimed to media that "investigators had and still have suspicions about a possible perpetrator, but there was never enough evidence to support a criminal case". A man named Mihály Rostás, who was 39 years old at the time, was the main suspect. This man committed a few murders in the area; he had three confirmed victims. He committed his first murder in Sarkad, a town 14 kilometres (about 9 miles) north of Gyula. After an argument in a pub, he followed and stabbed his victim to death. He dragged the body to the nearby wetlands and hid it there. (This does show similarities to Nikolett's case.) The second case was the brutal double murder of an elderly couple that happened in Sándorhegy, a suburb of Gyula. After this murder, Rostás was still at large, living in Gyula at the time of Nikolett's disappearance. In early 1998, when she disappeared, he lived less than 2 kilometres from where Nikolett's remains were found. Later, Rostás was caught by police and was sentenced to life in prison for the three murders. Investigators regularly interrogated Rostás in prison. According to the anonymous officer's report, he said: "I know why you are here, I know what you want to hear. I want to live". The death penalty in Hungary was abolished in 1990 - Rostás likely referred to the fact that being known as a child-murderer could have resulted in his death by the hands of his fellow prisoners. He died in prison without ever confessing to any crimes other than the three murders.
Another lead, that is most likely false but still worth mentioning, was discovered on August 2, 2021. A man from Gyula named László Horváth was arrested by police on the suspicion of having produced child pornography. Horváth, a well-known local figure, was a karate instructor, and a report from the parents of a pupil of his resulted in his arrest: the 10-year-old claimed that Horváth touched him inappropriately. The case was heavily politicized due to Horváth having been a local candidate for the political party Jobbik. Jobbik, once characterized as a nationalistic, far-right party, took an unexpected turn in the late 2010s: the far-right radicals in the party leadership left to form another party, and the remaining leadership steered Jobbik in a more centre-right direction, even going as far as joining centre-left parties in a coalition to defeat Prime Minister Viktor Orbán's party, Fidesz, in the 2022 election. This move made Jobbik a newfound enemy of Hungarian media outlets owned by the government party or its associates. This was likely the reason that as soon as DNA was taken from László Horváth as part of standard police procedures, multiple news sources jumped to make connections between Nikolett's case and Horváth, a suspected pedophile living in the same town where she was murdered. One news source, Magyar Narancs, correctly concluded that it is unlikely that the fact DNA was taken had anything to do with Nikolett's case, as her remains had no DNA evidence that could be linked to the killer. However, this same source also erroneously reported that there was no DNA analysis available in Hungary in 2001 - this is incorrect. As of 2023, there were no other reports connecting Horváth to the case.
I was not able to find any other possible leads online that has any chance of credibility. I came across an article that details the claims of a so-called "spirit medium", but it only contains information already publicly known, or laughably vague details that cannot be corroborated in any way. Despite the death of Mihály Rostás, Nikolett's mother Edit claims she believes the real killer is still at large, but she admits this is only based on feelings. In the early 2000s, there were suspicions that the case of another missing child, Tamás Till, could be connected. Tamás disappeared May 28, 2000 in Baja, Bács-Kiskun county. However, Baja is about 220 km (~140 miles) from Gyula, and there is no evidence of a connection.
Some sources
Hungarian:
https://gyertyalang.hu/szemely/751
https://www.csaladinet.hu/hirek/gyerekneveles/gyermekbiztonsag/33164/quot_nem_tanitottuk_meg_hogy_felni_kell_quot_-_szathmary_nikolett_tragikus_esete
https://hu.wikipedia.org/wiki/Szathm%C3%A1ry_Nikolett-gyilkoss%C3%A1g
https://magyarnarancs.hu/bun/maig-megoldatlan-szathmary-nikolett-eltunese-es-halala-235116
https://magyarnarancs.hu/kismagyarorszag/szinte-kizart-hogy-a-gyulai-pedofilbotrany-a-szathmary-niki-ugy-megoldasa-lehet-240699
https://www.blikk.hu/aktualis/krimi/regi-bunugy-szathmary-niki-eltunes-gyilkossag-nyomozas-megoldatlan-rejtely/b0x8c49
https://www.blikk.hu/aktualis/krimi/szathmary-nikolett-gyilkossag-edesanya-jobbik-gyula/edgkqh7
I used other articles as well, but I honestly didn't keep very good track of it, as I assume most readers would not be able to read them anyway.
English:
https://v4na.com/nagyvilag/politician-could-face-investigation-for-paedophile-murder-case-48999/
https://hungarytoday.hu/former-local-jobbik-politician-arrested-suspicion-child-pornography/
These are connected to the lead that is most likely false.
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2023.06.03 12:26 ChickenDoodlemop Impending miscarriage

I had my HCG bloods drawn on Wednesday. They came back as 326.
Another blood draw 48 hours later and my levels are at 330.
I’m in the UK under the NHS so they’re not the most informative doctors/nurses. I was just told they’d draw my blood again tomorrow and we’d go from there.
Should I be considering an ectopic with levels like this? I’m so worried one of my tubes will just burst as the hospital is reacting by only drawing bloods every 48 hours. Nothing was seen on my ultrasound on Wednesday - this is what started off them doing 48 hourly HCG tests. I’m unsure what the standard protocol would be as I’ve only ever had healthy live births (via IVF but still healthy babies and pregnancies)
I’m aware the pregnancy is 99.9% none viable even if it isn’t ectopic. Is it possible the hospital will allow me to ‘abort’ the failing pregnancy if it isn’t ectopic? I don’t want to hang around in limbo any further and if it’s a failed uterine pregnancy I want it out asap. I should be nearly 6 weeks now, but my HCG levels are way too low for this and the ultrasound also couldn’t see much of anything.
This was a much wanted and tried for third baby. I’m bummed out. I had even started to add things to my Amazon baby registry and dare to believe we’d be welcoming our third baby in January 2024. In hindsight however I never felt as though it would work in the first place - I never once got a ‘dye stealer’ with this pregnancy on any pregnancy tests and the clear blue digital never moved from 2-3 weeks. I’m guessing if I did one now it would be even lower than it was. I’m worried I won’t fall pregnant again now for months or years - this was our second natural conception in our entire marriage/relationship. We can’t afford another round of IVF if I don’t catch naturally again.
Any advice please?
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2023.06.03 12:25 ChickenDoodlemop Impending miscarriage

I had my HCG bloods drawn on Wednesday. They came back as 326.
Another blood draw 48 hours later and my levels are at 330.
I’m in the UK under the NHS so they’re not the most informative doctors/nurses. I was just told they’d draw my blood again tomorrow and we’d go from there.
Should I be considering an ectopic with levels like this? I’m so worried one of my tubes will just burst as the hospital is reacting by only drawing bloods every 48 hours. Nothing was seen on my ultrasound on Wednesday - this is what started off them doing 48 hourly HCG tests. I’m unsure what the standard protocol would be as I’ve only ever had healthy live births (via IVF but still healthy babies and pregnancies)
I’m aware the pregnancy is 99.9% none viable even if it isn’t ectopic. Is it possible the hospital will allow me to ‘abort’ the failing pregnancy if it isn’t ectopic? I don’t want to hang around in limbo any further and if it’s a failed uterine pregnancy I want it out asap. I should be nearly 6 weeks now, but my HCG levels are way too low for this and the ultrasound also couldn’t see much of anything.
This was a much wanted and tried for third baby. I’m bummed out. I had even started to add things to my Amazon baby registry and dare to believe we’d be welcoming our third baby in January 2024. In hindsight however I never felt as though it would work in the first place - I never once got a ‘dye stealer’ with this pregnancy on any pregnancy tests and the clear blue digital never moved from 2-3 weeks. I’m guessing if I did one now it would be even lower than it was. I’m worried I won’t fall pregnant again now for months or years - this was our second natural conception in our entire marriage/relationship. We can’t afford another round of IVF if I don’t catch naturally again.
Any advice please?
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2023.06.03 12:25 callme_al90 My night shift nightmare

I work in hospitality, a very popular chain company here at the UK, I won't mention the name, but I can honestly say, it's the best job I've ever had, I didn't think I would enjoy a job so much especially working the night shifts. When I was being interviewed, everything was sounding amazing until they mentioned I would be working completely alone, I have to admit that made my heart skip a beat and I almost refused the job. But honestly accepting the job was the best thing I ever did and being there for nearly 2 years has proven that, I still can't believe I work there. The staff are amazing, the guests are 99.9% pleasant and overall I'm very happy.
But of course, where there's good, there is bad. Sure I've dealt with awkard guests, guests who came back drunk after a night out, I even had to kick out a few guests because they were being way too loud and disturbing other guests sleeping. So it's not all sun shine and roses I admit but that doesn't put me off my job. Until one night where a guest made me question that very thing.
It happened a few weeks ago, I arrived at my normal time to take over from evening staff, the duty manager that was working took me to one side and gave me the run down on what happened to her and the staff that evening during dinner service. According to her, the 2 guests (a man and a woman) who is staying in room 1 was acting very strange, apparently they stepped out to have a cigarette but the guy was disturbing the guests who was eating dinner, by slamming his entire body against the windows that looked into the restaurant, shouting profanities, and making rude hand gestures. He then disappeared for a few minutes then came back with a fire extinguisher that he got from our bin shed. Whilst all this was happening, the duty manager stepped out and gave him a warning and told him if they disturb any more guests or attempts to destroy the hotel property again, they'll be out. Apparently the guy made some empty threatening remarks then disappeared back into his room with his lady friend.
The duty manager assured me that it's highly doubtful that the strange couple will come out of their room for the rest of the night and that everything should be ok. Oh how wrong she was.
After the duty manger and front of house staff left at around 11.15pm, i locked the doors and grabbed my panic button, something that the manager insists us night shift workers wear as a precaution, and although I never had to use it, I'm very glad I wore it that night. I knuckled down and got on with my duties, cleaning, setting up continental breakfast, emptying rubbish bags, counting the till, restocking juices and defrosting pancakes, crumpets and muffins. Little but necessary jobs. At around 1.30am I just finished mopping and getting ready to sit down to take a little break with some snacks and scroll through my phone in the restaurant area, I was just about to take a bite when all of a sudden I heard the hotel door open. It was the couple from room 1, making their way outside to have another cigarette. Going by what the duty manager told me about the guy I didn't feel at all safe being alone in the open, so I gathered all my things and made my way to the office where I could lock myself in a keep an eye on them on the CCTV monitor.
Some time went by, and the lady made her way back in, and she did not look at all well, she was walking so slowly, like she was in pain, swaying while she walked, stopping every few steps, but she managed to get back into her room from what I can see on the monitors. The guy how ever was not at all in a rush to go back to the room. He made his way back in the hotel with his key card and decided he was going to explore the restaurant area, ok nothing alarming, at first i thought he was looking for me, and I almost opened the door to let him know I was there, until I looked up at the monitor and there he was standing on a table and dancing, now I know that doesn't sound at all threatening but you have to admit, very strange behaviour. So instead of opening the door, I decided to observe him for a while and for the next hour or so, his behaviour went from strange, to damn right disturbing.
As I said he started off by just dancing on a table, then danced around the restaurant area, then made his way to the lobby area where he decided to stand very still like a statue, then a few seconds later, move position, then stand still again. Again not very threatening, in fact I was giggling a little just watching him doing what ever the heck he was doing. But the worse was yet to come.
At around 2.45am the guy was still acting strange, he was constantly going in and out of the hotel, dancing some more and jumping around. Then he decided it would be a good idea to take the condiment tray, take a seat on the chair behind the desk and start drinking the ketchup and brown sauce. Ok, now his behaviour has gone from strange, to a bit concerning. I was not about to open the office and tell him he needs to stop what he's doing and go back to his room, being a lone female worker I wasn't about to put myself in any danger, but I wasn't in enough danger to call anybody so again, I just watched him. As time went on his behaviour slowly went from concerning to disgusting.
Around 3.25am after he finished drinking the condiments, he got up and took his shirt off and wiped away the sauce that was around his mouth, he then draped his shirt over the desk chair walked around a little bit until he came to a complete stop and slowly turned his head towards the office door. Now I'm scared, the way he slowly walked towards the office door, the way he made direct eye contact at the camera as if to say, "I know you're in there watching me" he pressed his body against the office door and started kissing it whilst making direct eye contact with the camera, he then started putting his hand down his shorts and yes he was doing exactly what you're thinking. I felt sick, my whole body broke into a kind of frozen mode, like I couldn't believe what I was looking at but I knew I had to do something and fast.
So I pressed my panic button and called the police, I wanted him gone, time was passing fast and pretty soon breakfast service would be starting and I didn't want any other guests to be in danger. As I was on the phone to the police I spoke in a kind of whisper talk, so the guy right outside the door couldn't hear me, I told the dispatcher everything and of course they sent a call out for officers to come to the hotel to see the situation. It was just before 4am when the police officers arrived, and the guy was still in the lobby area but not doing what he was doing before. Instead in a very dramatic way he went down on his knees and yelled "not me, not me" I made my way out of the office, feeling safer that the police were there and whilst he was still on his knees with his hands above his head I told one officer everything that I told dispatch. The officers tried to communicate with him that him and his lady friend needs to leave the premises, there was a language barrier I think the guy was polish he kept saying "not me" or " I no go"
One officer asked to be let into his room to check on the lady friend, as soon as I opened the door, we were hit with the most foulest of smells ever, it smelt like urine and feaces, bottle of beer scattered everywhere, hard drugs on the bedroom desk. The lady friend was sat up naked on the bed that was drenched with urine and alcohol. I never seen anything like it.
After much argueing and alot more police officers arriving with a riot van. The guy was arrested and was put into the back of the van. A relative arrived just before 6.15 am to collect the lady. They couldn't be more apologetic, trying to explain to me that both of them had mental issues and have been missing for days. I tried to be understanding, I really did, but after what I saw, at that moment I just wanted them gone.
By 6.45am the police and the couple were gone. And the day manager arrived. I told them everything and showed them what had happened on the cctv. They gave me a big hug and praised me for how I treated the situation, but all I wanted to do was go home and take a long hot shower and go to bed. I was exhausted.
It's been a few weeks and I was told the guy was charged for indesent exposure and the lady is staying with a relative. I really do hope that both of them get the help they desperately need. As for me, I'm still working there, I'm not about to let one major incident make me leave a job I love. But what it has taught me, is to always, always trust your gut, if I didn't run to the office when I did, god knows what would of happened to me.
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2023.06.03 12:24 Ellthebelle Missing my service dog

Trigger warnings all over the place for loss
I don’t really want to talk about it… but I still kind of wanted to get it out. I’m missing my service dog really bad today. Had a bad night in general, and also coming up with a bad physical time. I just miss her so much. It was 2 years last month since I had to put her to sleep due to lymphoma. I do have another dog but he’s not a service dog. Or even really that interested in affection. Sometimes I hug him because I just really need to, even tho he hates being touched… and of course he growls at me. I want my Harley back. She made my life so much better. I feel so helpless and alone since she’s been gone. I wanted so bad to fight for her. To get the chemo. But it was 6k a round, and you’d need multiple rounds, and in all likelihood it would extend her life a year max. I got 3 months with her after the onset of symptoms. It was the hardest 3 months of my life. I didn’t ask her for anything. I have her all the special food. And we laid in bed a lot. The day of I gave her a special people food breakfast. And we stopped at the convenience store and I got a container of turkey lunch meat. And we sat in the parking lot and I fed her a piece at a time until it was gone. We were the first appointment of the day because she was three days overdue and suffering. And we went inside and the vet helped her on the table. And I hugged her. And I wasn’t quite ready yet and they gave the injection before I could say to… and she was gone so fast.
I had her cremated. And I saved her collar.
And then at the end of January this year I suffered a housefire and lost everything. Including her ashes. And her collar. And it was like losing her all over again. And I am going through some Of the most difficult things I’ve experienced in my life. And I’m doing it alone. And sometimes the feeling without her is so overwhelmingly soul crushing I can barely breath. And so this morning, I write this, while I sob. And I just wanted to put it out there. How lost I am without her. And how she wasn’t only the best dog, but as a service dog she was my everything. And although I miss her extra right now, there isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t miss her.
And if someone actually happens to read this. I am sharing my video I made when I had to let her go. And it makes me happy when I can share it with others. So if ya made it here… thank you for paying attention a little bit.
https://youtu.be/b01oYSwOOdk
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2023.06.03 12:23 LogAffectionate3306 I'm deciding between relationships, and it could cost me her life.

I've met this girl through a dating/friends app and since then we got connected deeply instantly. She lived only 3 hours away from me which was actually near some family of mine, but we never got to meet in person due to her family. Her dad was a very bad person, and would verbally abuse her constantly. She knew her dad and grandma (Who she was staying with at the time) would never let her meet let alone date someone she met online. After about 2 and a half months she moved back to Sweden (I live in texas) to live with her mom and finish school. It's now been about 6 months into our relationship, and I don't know if she can keep her promises and move back after school due to money, living situation, and simply being allowed. She used to be suicidal before we started dating, she was on meds, etc. After we started dating that was no longer the case, but she still has a very fucked up relationship with her dad who she loves deeply. I feel like if I were to break up with her (since I'm the only healthy relationship she's ever had) it would be the last thing she need to tip her over the edge and off herself. When she first moved to Sweden and I realized I'm 99% sure I'd never be able to see her, and I couldn't break up with her even though I still loved her. I started talking to this girl in my town and eventually became fwb (friends with benefits) and we started to gain feelings for eachother and I think it would really workout. I'm now in this position where I can't be in the relationship with this girl, but can't break up with the girl in Sweden because she'd off herself and I have no clue what to do. Am I the asshole for wanting a relationship where I can be with the person physically, but can't break up with the one im in because she'd off herself?
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2023.06.03 12:22 betelgeuseWR As teachers, do you recommend public school?

Not a teacher here, but hello everyone! Hope yall don't mind me asking your opinion. I've been a lurker for some time now but haven't posted/commented yet. (Posting from the U.S.)
I have two baby girls that are no where near school age yet, but I can't help but be afraid to send them to public school when the time comes and my husband thinks I'm being silly. (I would love to homeschool but probably not feasible, not sure).
I've read things through this sub over time as well just about the conditions, school shooting scares/drills, not being allowed to fail if they're behind, and the most recent one was about the meme/coworkers who said to let students use phones during tests etc.
Basically I'm worried about the quality of education and safety of the kiddos. But when I was little, I loved school honestly. At least, until I was in highschool. I don't want to jip them out their experiences either.
What do you think about the current systems? What is school really like these days? Am I overreacting? Or any good pros/cons?
(For context I graduated highschool in 2011, lmao, so it's been quite some time since I've been to school)
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2023.06.03 12:22 disney_tea Just diagnosed last week

I just started seeing a therapist about a month ago and they recently diagnosed me as having C-PTSD. I have had emotional neglect in childhood and later as an adult emotional abuse from all family members. It’s been nearly 40 years of coping. I’m just new on this journey and looking for support. I just started EMDR, and trying to read and learn about C-PTSD. Wondering if anyone has any book, websites, groups or content to help learn, heal and grow?
Right now I’ve been learning about hyper vigilance and boy that really stings in the heart of relate-ability. Learning about aches and pains and how trauma is stored in nervous system. I have bad nerve pain all over for about 10 years. I started reading the body keeps the score. Anyway, just wanted to share where I’m at on my journey. I feel pretty alone on this journey too so I guess I’m looking for support. Any help would be appreciated. Thanks.
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2023.06.03 12:21 KyleH3003 Advice on proposing after nearly 5 years of dating!

Hey guys my girlfriend (24f) and I (23m) have been together for nearly 5 years (October 2023 will be 5 years). I think it's time to propose.
I'm nervous. Whenever I think about proposing it freaks me out, I thought marriage was for old people when I was 15! My parents got divorced after 20+ years of being together, so that also freaks me out. You can tell she's hinted it a few times at me, more and more recently and even asked me why I haven't proposed.
It's something I do want, and I do want her in my life forever, just scared of proposing for some reason. I also don't know how to ask her mom for her blessings as for she mostly speaks Spanish and I do not speak Spanish. My girlfriend does have a brother and I've thought about asking him to be there with me so he can help translate and stuff. I'm just clueless.
Idk what to do but at the same time I know I don't want to just keep my girlfriend as my girlfriend. I want to grow old with her. I want to have kids with her. I want everything with her. Any advice? Tips?
Tl:dr: how to not be a big baby to ask my girlfriends mom for her blessings to ask her daughter to marry me
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