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[NoP Fanfic] Predatory Farming

2023.06.03 10:42 SavingsSyllabub7788 [NoP Fanfic] Predatory Farming

Thanks to "Sithking Zero" on the NoP Discord for editing help.
Memory transcription subject: Tellek , Farmer
Date [standardized human time]: January 19th, 2137
Has it really come to this, am I really this desperate?
I was, for all intents and purposes, broke. The last harvest had been terrible, in addition to the one before that, which was practically a deathblow for my new farmstead. The debts and missed payments had started to pile up, and I was one more bad harvest away from going completely bankrupt.
Like so many farmers before me, I was becoming another victim of the 5 harvest curse.
I told you that starting a new farm was a bad idea.
What was I supposed to do, brain, keep working in the office until I died?
I sat on my chair, surrounded by other farmers who were presumably in similar states of desperation, the room we were in akin to the schoolrooms I had been in as a pup; a desk and whiteboard up front sitting in front of the rows of chairs. Most of the twenty or so figures around me were fellow Venlil, except for a handful of Gojid and even a single Yotul who was sitting in the back, all of us awaiting the start of the ‘lesson’.
They claimed they had a solution to our problem, that they knew how to increase our yields. How could a predator know how to fix our farming issues?.
Human. Human Human Human Human. Not a predator.
Yes yes I know, I’m trying to be better about that.
I stopped my train of thought and corrected myself. Ever since the revelations about many of our allies being former predators, I had been making an effort to stop thinking of the world in terms of predator and prey. It was difficult at times, but given that I was working against a lifetimes worth of lies, I thought I was making good progress..
But even if “Predator” wasn’t the curse it used to be, how could a human claim to know how to fix our farming issues? Even if we ignored the differences between our diets, for all their advantages, humans were still far below our technological advancements.
Almost on cue, the door to the room opened up, and the figure of the human who had invited us here entered with an enthusiastic bounce, caring two large cases covered with black cloth
Unlike most, this human was unmasked, its piercing eyes and beaming teeth filled smile visible for all to see. I could feel the room start to fill with panic. Sure, logically I knew I was probably safe, but seeing the unmasked features of an apex predator caused fear to grip the edge of my heart.
I could proudly say I can walk past and interact with masked humans without wanting to flee anymore, but seeing those forward-facing eyes boring a hole into my soul was another task altogether.
Come on, you should be better than this.
I’m trying, ok!
"Hello everyone. My name is Joseph. I'm an ecology student, and I'm here to provide a solution to your farming yields." The human spoke with an unbridled joy, seeming to wait a moment while our translators attempted to explain what Ecology was, stopping half way through and seemingly giving up.
“You might be wondering why I’m unmasked, well we’re going to be covering a lot of ‘predatory’ concepts today, so if you can’t handle this? We’re gonna have bigger problems.” Joseph took a moment to broadly gesture to himself, leaving a feeling of dread to start in the pit of my stomach.
If this was just the start, what exactly was going to happen here?
Silence! Wait and see, knowing humans it’s probably interesting at the very least.
“I’ve finally been given authorization to start a trial of this program. Both the UN and Venlil governments are very interested in increasing food supply for both our people. As you might know we’re kinda at war, and logistics wins wars.”
The human paused for a moment, a shiver running around most of the room as he gave a large beaming smile.
“So to start: paws, claws, or tails up if you know about the ‘5 harvest curse.’”
The room immediately was filled with Federation species all raising their prospective limbs in affirmation. Of course we all knew what it was, that was why most of us were here.
How would the human know about that?
Basic research, simple reading, asking literally any farmer?
“Fantastic! I’m still going to explain it so we’re all on the same page. The ‘5 harvest curse’ is a phenomenon where new farms on Venlil prime often fail within the first five harvests. On a side note, the coincidental fact that five has a religious contention in Venlil culture is neat.”
I could feel an annoyance start to course through me, that the affliction currently driving me to destitution was being described as ‘neat’ by the callous predator. I mean human.
Stupid human.
Joseph either didn’t pick up or ignored my annoyance as he pressed a button, a graph appearing on the whiteboard showing expected yields over time, continuing on in his seemingly endless enthusiasm.
“So in general the five harvest curse follows a standard pattern of yields, with the first two harvests being up to 52% larger than even more established farms, plummeting after that until the business is non-viable and collapses. Officially the reason for this is unknown, with some vague religious stupidity about new farms being too far away from the center of the habitable strip.”
This was nothing new to me, I remembered feeling the joy of the sheer output from my first harvest, of wondering if I could finally make something of myself, a joy that had been whittled down as my last two harvests had been pitiful.
“However there’s an interesting thing, if you also plot the number of predator sightings during this time against the yields, you can see a direct correlation between number of predators and the success of each harvest.”
Wait, what? Is this human trying to say that predators… increase harvest? That can’t be right, that can’t be right at all. That would be insanity.
The data is literally there in front of you.
Yet it was there on the screen, a second graph had appeared on the whiteboard, tracking predator sightings over time in each of the farms afflicted by the curse.
“This tracks with most farms' general lifecycle. You buy a plot of untamed land on the edge of the habitable zone but you don’t have enough money to go full anti-predator. As the harvests come in you end up spending more and inadvertently messing it up.”
This caused a small amount of murmuring and energetic rejection by myself and the other members of the room, wiping away the previous undercurrent of fear. It was insanity, it went against everything I had ever known or been taught about farming and how the world worked. How could a predator of all things be beneficial?
Didn’t the introduction of humans also go against everything I had ever known or been taught about?
“If this effect is so obvious, how has nobody found this before?”
The sound of a Venlil challenging Joseph was greeted by murmurs of agreement from the group, causing the human to give a different kind of smile. Not a smile of joy or excitement as had been seen before, but the smile of someone who had something for this.
“Because you have. 150 years ago, a Venlil named Slavek wrote a paper regarding this. 119 years ago, Vicktal did the same. As well as Traval, Stralan, and Vilkin in between then and now. Those are just the ones I’ve found. Who can guess what happened to them?”
There was a pause, before the uplift in the back spoke up for the first time, a surety in the Yotul’s voice.
“They were diagnosed with predator disease.”
Joseph pointed at the Yotul in the back with both hands, the joy radiating from him.
“Based Space Kangaroo gets 10 points for being correct! Yep the federation has been actively suppressing anything that suggests that predators are more than some kind of eldritch evil, that and your surprising lack of hydroponics causes most planets to be dependent on the core worlds for food imports. Probably by design for control.”
Wait… that’s a good point, why aren’t we using hydroponics?
The human took a moment to switch to the next slide, showing a simple three part cycle.
“Most healthy ecological systems are made up of three parts: Plants, which are eaten by herbivores, which are in turn eaten by carnivores. In reality actual systems are far more complex than these, but as a basic understanding this will suffice. These three parts keep each other in check, each part dependent on the other, which-”
“Are you trying to say that predator attacks are a good thing? Are you suffering from predator disease?! ”
The Venlil interrupted once again to more murmured agreement, causing Joseph to give a sigh of clear annoyance in response. I wished the Venlil would shut up and just let the human talk.
“No, I’m not suggesting we airdrop a bunch of Nissa into the Capital, I'm explaining how natural systems work. Sapience obviously breaks this cycle, which if you deviate too far, you end up with something called trophic cascade."
The human seemed to wait a moment for the translator to once again fail to explain the meaning of the phrase.
I wonder how many basic concepts the federation lacks words for…
"Rather simply, the removal of one of these pieces has wider effects, reducing biodiversity and in many cases causing a complete ecological collapse. An example of this is the dust bowl effect, something the federation is well acquainted with."
There was a moment before the whiteboard changed before showing pictures of desolate barren worlds. Without any explanation I knew exactly what I was looking at. It was one of the… lesser talked about aspects of the federation.
"The Skivit grand herd are a species who go from planet to planet stripping ecosystems bare, devouring everything down to the smallest sapling. This removes important root systems that act as drainage, causing flooding and deserts to form as new plantlife lacks the structure to grow. In many cases these ecosystems are permanently destroyed, turning once lush planets into lifeless husks”.
I couldn’t help but feel sorrow for those planets. It was well known the impact the Skivit had on planets, once thriving planets of beauty. Although if I was following this human’s logic correctly did that mean…
“Now I’m not suggesting that the Skivit need a predator, that would be immoral.” Joseph cut off the thought I was about to have, seemingly understanding the logical thought many of us had picked up on. “But instead this is a real life example of damage an unchecked herbivore can have on ecosystems. If the Skivit didn’t have FTL travel they would have long ago driven themselves to starvation under their current society. It’s also not the only form of this trophic cascade.”
“Surely this doesn’t just apply to prey? Or are you saying prey are somehow inferior?”
The sound of the Gojid cutting in was filled with an unspoken challenge against the idea, inciting general sounds of agreement from those around him. Surprisingly however, Joseph seemed to respond positively.
“That is entirely correct, an overabundance of carnivorous species can also cause their own issues. Keep in mind what I’m describing here is an extremely simplified version, just the addition or removal of a single species can cause untold damage and harm to the diversity of ecological systems as the impacts are felt in the most seemingly unlikely cases.”
With that the human reached under the desk, taking one of the two covered containers he had brought with him and placing it into view.
“In Venlil Prime’s case, while the impact of Federation thinking has been reduced due to the day and night sides being mostly untouched, you still have the problem of overpopulation of certain species, and a lack of reasonable fear response from certain prey species. This has accumulated into the problem you all face.”
With that he removed the cover, causing a surge of fear to ripple through the participants around me until we all calmed down at what was underneath: A small cage, containing a single red bird busily eating seeds.
All farmer’s arch nemesis.
“This is a Flowerbird, a seed eating avian often coming in solid red, blue, or green. They are adorable, dumb as a sack of bricks and food motivated to a fault. They are also one of the biggest causes of farm yield destruction, with these birds alone being responsible for around about 41% of all losses. If we include Voidpins and other similar wildlife, farms can have up to 94% of their yield destroyed before they even get to harvest.”
Everyone in this room was familiar with the cursed avians. While your average city dweller would enjoy the sight of a flock of Flowerbirds, the farming community knew of them as a blight that devastated crops.
Joseph took a moment to open the cage, reaching inside and grabbing the bird. A small part of me wondered if he was about to devour it in front of us, before I tamped down on such an illogical idea. Of course the humans wouldn’t, we knew they didn’t do that. The Flowerbird also seemed completely unfazed about being in the meaty grasp of a predator, simply continuing to eat.
“Even worse, these things have basically zero fear response to noises and large beasts, probably due to all major predators having been removed. As you can see this specimen doesn’t mind a ‘scary predator’ grabbing it. As long as it has food, it couldn’t care less. This makes pest control tricky, as scaring them away is no longer an option. Poisons would be used in such a case, but they can have wider ranging effects, and poisoning prey is considered ‘Predatory’, not that many of you haven’t tried ‘accidentally’ leaving potential pesticides out.”
This caused a sway of discomfort to sweep through the room, tails switching in guilty movements as everyone tried to hide the truth of this human’s words. I knew I personally had considered such actions in desperation.
I mean, would ‘accidently’ leaving out a known poisonous chemical really be a sign of predator disease?
“Ha! I know enough tail language to know I’m right, that’s guilt isn’t it? I’ve read your internet, I know your discussions on loopholes about what is and isn’t predatory!” Joseph cried out in triumph as many of the Venlil of the room reached out to grab their traitorous appendages. “Now normally I would just tell people to stop being idiots, but in this case we can’t do that. Ironically because predators are actually dangerous. Because of your slaughter the only species left are ones aggressive and smart enough to survive. Shadestalkers are legitimately dangerous and can’t be left to interact with the farming community because people will die.”
The words from Joseph all sounded so… reasonable at this point. However, I, along with the rest of the room, were all desperately waiting for the other paw to drop. Because there would be, humans always had something they were about to do.
Almost in response to our thoughts the human placed the second container on the desk, covering up the first in response.
“Humans have dealt with this problem in a simple way, a way that our Yotul friend over there will know of. I need all of you to please remain calm and orderly, and to remember that you’re perfectly safe and there’s no need to overreact or panic. Humans dealt with this pest problem, through the use of safe predators.”
Before anyone could properly react to those words, the cover of the second container was removed, showing… a predator. An actual one, not a human but an actual real threat. Small piercing front facing yellow eyes attached to a brown feline form, sulking from the cage it was being held in.
Speh speh speh speh that’s a PREDATOR, A FERAL PREDATOR
If it was a danger the human wouldn't have-
The panic in the room was immediate. Sapient human predators we had gotten used to, but none sapient ones were another deal entirely. Chaos started to spread as the 7 in the front row got up, pushing themselves up against the back wall as everyone else in the room did the same. Three Venlil made the choice to bolt out of the room, rushing past the human and his tiny devourer, while another clean fainted, hitting the floor with a thud. One even decided to take things further, jumping out of the singular window attached to the far wall in a frantic motion.
I could feel fear overwhelm me, desperately staring at the feline and waiting for it to make its move. What was the human thinking, it was going to attack at any moment, it was going to-
“STOP, Stop this stupidity. Right. NOW!”
The stern commanding voice of Joseph caused everyone in the room to freeze. The calm enthusiastic demeanor of the predator was gone, replaced with an emotion I’d never actually seen a human show before: anger.
“It has been six months! Do you really still believe that the UN or the Venlil government would put you in actual danger? You’re still thinking based on your stupid fascist Federation propaganda. Thinking that tells you that the Yotul are primitive, or the Venlil are weak. Propaganda that says genetically modifying people against their will is morally OK”
I knew that humans normally bared their teeth in joy, as a sign of happiness and friendship. This wasn’t the case right now, as everything in Joseph’s body language screamed of rage, of pain, of words spoken through gritted teeth. Nobody in the room was focused on the predator in the cage at this point, instead all eyes staring at the human. Suddenly the feline mattered a lot less than the anger of the human.
“That sort of thinking leads to the belief that killing over a billion innocent people is somehow the right thing to do. You are all presumably intelligent sapient adults able to think things through logically. Could you all please act that way?”
I could see the swishes of shame from the other Venlil’s tails, everyone in the room avoiding eye contact guiltily. Well, apart from the Yotul, who had remained seated and calm this entire time, staring almost joyfully at the feline predator. The human, of course, was completely right. Taking a moment to force myself to think, the predator was safely behind metal bars and was making no move to attack, seemingly content to stare lazily at us.
You finished overreacting?
Shut up, brain.
“Also, at the risk of ruining the angry vibe I’m giving off, is the guy who jumped out the window OK? Jesus Christ, we are two stories up, do we have to call someone or….”
Joseph had relaxed a little in response to the group calming down, allowing the normal empathetic nature of humans to come through once more. Slowly I made my way to the window, looking down to see a singular Venlil running off into the distance.
“I-I think he’s fine.” I responded, causing the human to give a sigh of relief in response.
“Good. Note to self, do this in a room without windows next time… or maybe just the ground floor. So, to continue where I left off, humans have used tame predators as a natural non-invasive form of pest control since we started farming. This is a cat, completely harmless unless you’re a small rodent or bird. They also have this effect.”
With a flourish Joseph removed the covering for the cage containing the Flowerbird once more, the red little avian had been busily eating during the entire presentation so far. However upon spotting the Feline predator did something none of us had ever seen before.
It stopped eating. Wait, the human managed to get a Flowerbird to stop eating! I didn’t even know that was possible…
Giving repeated alarmed chirps it moved as far away as it could from the predator, still trapped inside the small cage, a frantic fear obvious on the poor little thing. Joseph let this go on for a few moments more, before dropping the cover back on and silencing the Flowerbird once more.
Everyone in the room was shocked. You could literally scream and shout all you wanted at the dumb little birds and they would ignore you and continue to devour crops. The fact that the feral predator had managed to stop the bird from doing that simply with its presence… was huge. Was more than huge.
“As you can see, the instincts of the ‘prey’ animal still remain. Presumably, whatever predator used to hunt these Flowerbirds has a resemblance to our cats. Normally it would be sacrilege to suggest introducing cats to an ecosystem, but in this case your ecosystems are so messed up that’s exactly what we want to do: Provide any farmer who wants one with a kitten, in order to quickly reduce yield lost to pests.”
I would be lying if I didn’t say I wasn’t interested. On the one hand having a vicious predator in my house, where my pups would visit seemed like something a predator diseased individual would only consider. On the other hand, nothing else I had ever tried had even come close to the simple effectiveness shown here.
Would I be this desperate and in debt if I had one of these “cats” already?
“So I can see you’re all still a little worried, so we’re going to have a little discussion, for which I need a volunteer-'' The Yotul in the back practically fell over with excitement, with his arm raised immediately as he interrupted, causing Joseph to give a small smile. “One who isn’t a Yotul. I know your history with similar pets, and we are totally going to hook you up with a cat, but for this I could do with a Venlil please.”
The Yotul sat back down, a look of disappointment plastered over his face as the rest of the room shifted uncomfortably. Nobody wanted to be the person to step up and presumably get closer to the predator. Until I found myself raising my hand.
Brain, what the hell are you doing?
You said you wanted to be better, and we’re desperate.
In a blur I found myself being introduced to the room and being told to sit at a chair next to the desk in front of the rest of the members here. Then, to my horror, Joseph opened the cage and took the feline predator out of its holding cell. The human took a few moments to fuss over the beast before turning to the rest of us.
“So now that we have our volunteer, let's logically look at our ‘dangerous predator’. The first thing to notice is simply the size. Regardless of anything else, size matters, size matters a lot. It’s hard to feel threatened by something that you can literally throw across the room.”
Joseph took a moment to hold the small creature next to me for context, highlighting just how small the predator actually was: barely the size of a Skivit, like a furry little pup. Logically if it wasn't for the forward facing eyes, I might consider it… cute?
“But what about its teeth and claws? It’s a predator that will tear people apart!”
The voice of the Gojid sounded out, a shrill fearful voice filled with barely contained panic and fear, the source of the sound looking ready to flee even though they weren’t the one sitting next to the predator
“Let's compare these. Tellek can you please extend your paws and show your claws to the group.”
I did as asked, my four black claws visible for all to see as Joseph moved the predator close. He stretched out one of its paws and pressed on a knuckle, a singular sharp claw protruding as he did so, causing a fresh burst of fear to erupt in my heart from being so close to such a thing.
Although if I was to be fully honest, if I was comparing the two, the predator’s claw were…
“As you can see, the cat’s claw, while sharper, is far smaller and more brittle. A Venlil can do some serious damage with their claws, while the worst this cat’s claw could do is break the skin. The teeth are similar, if you could show the group your pearly whites please.”
I again did as asked, feeling embarrassed and weird just having my mouth wide open in front of everyone. I hoped that there was nothing stuck in my teeth. While I did Joseph manhandled the cat again, taking a moment to move the lips and display the sharp needle point teeth, doing so for a moment before the small predator gave a small lazy growl of annoyance, clearly reaching the end of its acceptability.
“Once again we have similar results: Notice the small size of the cat's teeth compared with the Venlil’s. These would pierce skin, the Venlil’s would pulverize bone. Gojid aren’t much better with your literal claws and a back full of knives. Ironically enough the two ‘predators’ in the room are probably the least physically imposing.”
There was a moment as the room seemed to ponder this statement, allowing Joseph enough time to place the cat on the desk next to me, the predator promptly giving a stretch then curling up into a ball. The human was right, even humans themselves were physically… underwhelming, apart from their endurance. No claws, small teeth, no defensive armor or spines.
It’s kinda sad to think the only reason we’re all so scared of humans is their eye placement.
“Now the UN and Venlil government are looking for people to use cats as pest control to increase farming yield, with an initial trial size of about 100 participants. We’re offering a stipend for food, instructional care of your kitten, and as much support as needed. There are risks, for instance you’re going to need warning signs near your property and a containment system, as cats are actually dangerous to the Dossur.”
I could hardly hear Joseph speak, my entire concentration focused on the predator right next to me. I knew logically that the human wouldn’t do something to bring me to harm, but it was difficult to think that with a potentially feral predator right next to me. I saw its eyes fixate onto mine and I quickly looked away.
Maybe if I don’t look at it, it won’t take it as a challenge.
However much to both mine and the rest of the room's shock, slowly and carefully the cat stood up, stretched once before walking purposefully towards me, the room erupting into cries of worry as it leapt off the desk and onto my lap, curling into a ball with me trapped underneath.
“H-h-help…. Help…..!”
The human turned to look at me, breaking into a smile seemingly at my misfortune and giving a small chuckle.
“Awwww, she likes you. As you all can see cats share a lot of characteristics with ‘prey’. They will often seek companionship from others, and have a lot of prey characteristics, being at times skittish due to having many natural predators.”
That was good and all, but didn’t stop me from being trapped under the beast.
I don’t want to think about what could cause a predator to become prey.
“W-What d-do I do?”
Joseph gave a small shrug in response, clearly amused by my reaction.
“You could try petting her. Her name is Sprinkles and I can confirm she likes pets.”
You see brain, this is what happens when I let you do things! Now I'm trapped by a predator and I'm gonna die!
Stop being such a pup, the thing is tiny. Besides, don't humans claim petting stuff is nice?
Slowly I reached out a paw, gingerly approaching the predator, those yellow slitted eyes regarding my exposed arm as I gently placed it on the "cat", running my paw across its back.
I felt my held breath release as the predator did nothing, some of the tension of the room releasing in the instant.
"So interesting thing about cats: they 'chose' to be domesticated."
Joseph had gone back to talking, seemingly happy that I wasn't about to be torn apart. I had stopped listening, entirely focused on keeping the predator satisfied by running my paws across its fur.
Isn't this nice? I gotta admit I understand why humans like doing this.
Fine. I'll admit that this isn't unpleasant, the cat is rather soft.
"When humans originally started farming, that also attracted pests. Cats just turned up, following their food source. They stuck around because humans would feed them and provide companionship."
I was entirely focused on the cat at this point, running my claws through the fur, feeling the predator press itself against my paw, seeming to be enjoying itself. Gently I moved my claw to the back of one of its tiny little ears, scratching behind it like you might do to comfort a young pup. It started to emanate a low vibrating noise in response, causing another wave of tension to emit from the rest of the room.
For some reason, even though this feral predator was sitting on my lap, the sound seemed to vibrate through my heart in a calming motion.
Maybe this is some kind of predatory hypnosis?
Really? Just shush and enjoy this. Being scared of everything all the time is so tiring.
"Nobody needs to worry. That is just the sound a happy cat makes, it's called purring. Although I do need to take Sprinkles back now."
Joseph motioned towards the cat on my lap, a motion I decided to ignore, enjoying petting the purring cat for a few moments more. Eventually the human reached down and removed Sprinkles from my grasp as I momentarily resisted before letting the feline go.
See, that wasn't so bad.
Brain, I will admit- reluctantly- that I would have preferred to keep doing that.
With a small amount of resentment I watched as Joseph placed the cat back inside the cage, before turning back to the rest of the room.
"So anyone who is interested, stick around and we can get the paperwork completed."
In the end eight of us remained, 5 Venlil, 2 Gojid, and obviously the Yotul. We had spent the last half a claw having instructions and paper work thrust upon us. Many of the group had immediately left, with others dropping out as various facts of cat ownership became apparent.
Still, those of us who were left behind were now heading to our respective farms, each with a single carry case. Mine was currently containing a gray and black “kitten,” which had been “meowing” loudly during the entire journey.
I looked simply at the little bundle of fur and eyes that peered out from inside the cage I had been given. Part of my mind still screamed danger, but it was a part that was getting quieter and quieter as I continued to look at what was a small fragile bundle of fur that I was now ultimately in charge of.
How could you look at something that’s hardly bigger than your paw, and think it’s a danger?
As I reached my farm, I finally opened up the container and pulled out the tiny predator. My tiny predator. There would be work to do, fences to erect and warning signs to place, but for now I just held the tiny thing in my paws, supporting it in the way I’d been told to. I now knew why humans spent all their time trying to pet things: with the troubles on the farm I hadn’t felt this calm in several cycles.
He was more energetic then Sprinkles had been, but in a way the more skittish nature pulled at my heartstrings, as if it was a small innocent Venlil pup. I sat there stroking it, realizing I still needed to give him a name. He was fluffy, Tiny, innocent, fragile. Yet with an underlying spice as it continued to meow loudly as I held in my paws
“I will call you Fireberry. My little predator.”
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2023.06.03 10:22 Then_Builder_2190 Wrong Medication Led to Incest Sex – Part 2

After taking a bath wearing a lungi, I came to the dining table. I took a seat, and Abhilasha served me roti and dal. While eating, Abhilasha kneeled before me and pulled my lungi apart. She inserted her hand into my briefs and pulled my cock out. Seeing it still swollen, she played with it.
She said, “I can’t believe it. You are still hard after shooting so much cum a few minutes before. At this age, you are incredible. Shall I suck it, Darling?”
Looking down at her said, “My penis is sore from 2 hours of jerking. Please let me have lunch in peace, Abhilasha.”
Abhilasha: I will miss this live dildo till evening. You have your lunch while I suck my toy. (she removed her kameez, baring her breasts) If you want, you can play with my tits, Mama.
I wondered what had gotten into this girl. The morning she was an educated shy housewife, and now she was behaving like a real slut. I quickly finished my lunch while Abhilasha sucked my cock, trying to make it cum, but no. I washed my hand on the plate, pushed her head away from my cock and got up.
Abhilasha, too, got up, and I saw a hint of anger on her face, pushing her leggings and panties down to reveal her pussy. I saw her pubic hair triangle. She came forward and took my cock in her hand.
She said, “See Mama, how my pussy is burning. I have been living like a saint. I enjoyed sex with my first boyfriend during my college days. The second BF was not that good, and my husband is a fucking loser. Please satisfy me, and I will do whatever you ask. Being a married woman, I can’t lower my image in society, begging my male friends for sex.”
She started crying, placing her face on my shoulders, and crushing her big boobs on my arms. I felt pity for this horny bitch. But I knew there was a child hidden in her. I knew the frustration of not getting enough sex from my nephew made her behave like this.
Patting her head, I said, “I know, Abhilasha, but I am late for the meeting. If you want, you can rub my cock on your pussy and satisfy yourself. But no penetration. I won’t be satisfied with a quick fuck. We will think about it in the evening.”
Abhilasha looked up at me sobbing, murmuring thanks and began sliding my cockhead on her bottom lips. She was dripping a lot, wetting my cock with her juices. Abhilasha was concentrating on her clit. My hands went to her back, and cupping her soft ass cheeks pulled her into me.
She moaned and said, “For a moment, I thought you would desert me, seeing me act like a kid. Thanks, Darling, for not letting me down. I will fulfil all your desires tonight. Just tell me what to do.”
I was kissing her forehead, cheeks, and chin, wetting her face, hands firmly gripping her ass. She was busy rubbing my cockhead up and down her pussy lips.
Then the doorbell rang.
I was frightened and pushed her away. I said, “It must be Raman. Get dressed and answer the door. I am stinking. I will take a bath and meet him later.”
Halfheartedly, Abhilasha let my cock, pulled her leggings up and picked up her discarded kameez. I rushed to the guest bedroom. I went to the bathroom and opened the shower. This was the second shower of the day. After 5 minutes, I heard the door knock and Abhilasha’s voice.
What the hell she wants now, I wondered. I opened the door, and she came in, kneeled before me and started sucking my cock. Her dress was also getting wet, along with me. I pulled her up, slapped her cheek, and said, “What has got into you, Abhilasha.”
Abhilasha, crying, said, “Hit me, Darling, I deserve it. I will go mad if you don’t have sex with me today, please, Mama.”
Me: Was it Raman?
Abhilasha: Yes, Mama, I told him you are taking a bath, and he, too, went to take a bath.
Me: Get dressed. You are soaked wet, Abhilasha.
Abhilasha: Am I not attractive, Mama? Don’t you love my body?
Me: That’s the problem. You are young, beautiful and got a figure to die for. I am an old man. What do you see in me?
Abhilasha: This is what I like in you, Mama. Men would have mauled my body, and you behave like a gentleman. You are handsome, well-mannered and know how to tease a girl with your deadly weapon.
Me: Please leave. I want to meet Raman in a sober state, not an excited one.
Abhilasha kissed my nipples, turned to leave, and said, “See my figure Mama and remember that this will be waiting for you.” She swirled around, showing her body curves as her wet dress clung to her. My cock jumped on, seeing her deliciously curvy body.
I shook my head, finished the bath, dressed and came to the living room. By then, Raman was having his lunch. I wished him and asked about his work. He was in a cheerful mood and asked me to have lunch. I said I had already. Abhilasha was a good host and took good care of me.
I left, saying I was getting late for the meeting. The meeting was in the Taj Deccan Hotel until 8 pm. It was successful. I had dinner with my clients. After they left, I went to the bar lounge alone and started drinking whiskey. I was wondering how to go to Raman’s place.
Now I knew what Abhilasha had in her mind for tonight. I didn’t want to have sex with my nephew’s wife in his house, under his nose. My mobile rang, and it was Raman calling. He asked me when I was returning. I told him I already had dinner and told them not to wait for me.
He requested me to come ASAP. I took another two drinks and left the hotel by 10.30. I reached Raman’s house by 11 pm, and he opened the door. I said, “I am tired, Raman. I need to sleep. We will talk in the morning.” I went to the guestroom, changed my clothes to a lungi and T-shirt and hit the bed.
I heard Raman and Abhilasha talking but couldn’t hear what they were talking about. I tried to sleep. After fifteen minutes, I heard the door knock, warily I got up, opened the door and saw Raman. He came in.
Abhilasha entered the bedroom behind him, wearing a white silk saree. Raman was in shorts and a T-shirt. I was worried about what was in store for me now.
Raman: Abhilasha wants to say something to you, Uncle.
Me: Can’t we talk in the morning, Raman?
Abhilasha: You promised me that you would come to me tonight, Mama.
I was dumbstruck on hearing her. She had the audacity to chide me in front of her hubby for not going to fuck her! I helplessly looked at Raman.
Raman: I know what happened between you two in the morning. I am not mad at either of you. She has desires I cannot fulfil, and I don’t mind her getting them from you instead of my lousy friends. I am tired of them talking and laughing behind my back. I have changed my job twice because of this. Please help her Uncle.
Me: What are you saying, Raman? She is a child and has wild imaginations of love and sex.
Abhilasha: I will behave like a good girl Mama. Give me a baby and make my life worth something. As I said, my cycle is ripe to conceive if I have good healthy sperm. Just spend three nights with me. I promise I won’t even look at other men once I get pregnant. I will be a good wife to Raman.
Me: Why can’t you get her pregnant, Raman?
Raman: My sperm count is very low. Uncle. I have got erection problem with premature ejaculation. I don’t want an unknown man’s child in her womb. She doesn’t like going for IVF and wants to carry her baby herself. I can’t see her suffering, Uncle. You have to help her.
Abhilasha came near me, placing her hand on my chest and saying,” I promise I will take good care of your baby and nephew. I am sick of getting fucked by random horny men who want to devour only my body and don’t want my love. After these three nights, I won’t trouble you, Mama. Even if I don’t conceive, I will remain faithful to Raman.
I looked at the couple. Sighing said, “Only three nights, Abhilasha. And you will stop behaving like a slut like you did in the morning with me. You will stop seeing your male friends too.”
Abhilasha smiled, gave a hug, went got laid on the bed and said, “Yes, Yes, Darling. I won’t even look at other men. Anyway, I got my dildo to satisfy me if I get horny. Raman will help me with the dildo, won’t you Raman,” and he nodded.
Me: Ok, Raman, if that is what you both wish me to do. I will send her back in an hour.
Abhilasha: No, darling, Raman will stay. Watch us having sex, and he may learn something from you.
I was in a fix. She wanted her husband to see me fucking her like a cuckold hubby. I saw him sitting on the bed beside his wife’s left side. Shaking my head, got on the bed, between her legs and tried to pull her saree up her legs.
Abhilasha stopped me and said, “I don’t want you to just FUCK me. I want you to make love to me like a newly wedded bride. Just imagine your first night with Suma aunty and make love to me like that, Darling.”
I removed my T-shirt, got laid on her right, rested on my left elbow, and pulled her saree pallo revealing her white blouse. Abhilasha’s breasts flesh was trying to pop out from the blouse top. I inserted my fingers between her cleavage and unhooked her blouse to see her bra.
While removing the blouse from her shoulders, my hand went down to her stomach. I felt her smooth, warm skin. I pulled her saree folds tucked into her petticoat near her navel. The saree came out, and I pulled it from her body. I untied the petticoat cord and pushed it from her legs.
Abhilasha was lying in her white bra and matching panties between me and her hubby. She didn’t try to cover her modesty but smiled at me, anticipating my next move. I saw her panties moist in the front and thought she had an orgasm already. I removed my lungi, pulled her over me, and embraced her firmly.
Abhilasha giggled like a little girl and gave me a peck on my lips. Not allowing her to remove her lips, started kissing her, and she kissed me back, sucking my lips. This was the first kiss between Abhilasha and me. The way she was kissing, I knew she was a good kisser.
I turned towards my right. Raman was keenly watching us kissing, and his hand was on his crotch, probably getting aroused on seeing his wife kissing me. My hands went to her back, unhooked the bra and pulled it from her shoulders, still kissing her.
Abhilasha’s naked warm breasts crushed my chest, and her Mangalsutra was stuck between us. My hands moved further down, and holding her panty’s waistband, pulled it down. Abhilasha helped me by lifting her hips. Once it came down to her knees, I pushed it down.
She shook her legs to dismantle her panties. Now her bare pussy was crushing my hard cock on the briefs. My hands were holding her ass, still kissing her. We kissed for almost five minutes. I saw her struggling to breathe. I removed my lips from hers and started kissing her earlobes, cheeks, nose and chin.
My saliva moistened her face, and she kissed me back on my cheeks. I sensed her hands moving down, trying to pull down my briefs, I rolled over and got on top of her, and she was lying close to her hubby. Abhilasha whispered in my ears, “Are you hard, Darling?”
“Didn’t you feel it, dear, when you were pressing your pussy against it?” I said loudly. Abhilasha blushed and said, “Why don’t you show your weapon to Raman Darling?”
Holding her breasts, I pulled her to her knees and stood on the bed. Abhilasha’s face was at my crotch level. I said, “Why don’t you show my cock to your husband yourself, Baby?”
Abhilasha blushing more, looked at her husband and said, “Do you want to see your Uncle’s cock, Raman?” he nodded. She pulled my briefs down, and my cock jumped at her face dripping pre-cum. I removed my legs from it and looked at Raman.
He was staring at my 8-inch hard cock with a surprised look. Maybe he never anticipated that I had a big one at this age. Abhilasha fondly held my cock and started licking off my pre-cum from the tip. She was licking it from bottom to top, stretching her tongue out.
Her one hand was playing with my balls. I looked at Raman, who was keenly watching his wife licking my cock. I thought it was time for some action. So I pushed Abhilasha back on the bed. I turned around in the 69 position and got on top of her.
I rested my knees at her head and brought my cock close to her mouth. I got between her thighs and my face near her pussy. Holding her thighs, I pushed them wider, making room for myself. Her glistening pussy lips opened up, showing her pinkish insides despite her abundant pubic hairs.
This was the first time I saw her pussy closely. I saw her throbbing clitoris and gave it a lick. Abhilasha’s body shivered at my lick. Taking her clit between my lips sucked it hard for a few seconds. She quickly took my cock into her mouth to reciprocate my sucking.
Abhilasha was gorging on my cock. Raman was close to seeing his wife sucking me like candy. I moved my tongue down, licking her juices from her lips. I dipped my tongue into her vaginal hole, trying to tongue fuck her. Abhilasha was holding my ass and slurping my cock, wetting it with her saliva.
I saw her pussy gushing out juices. I was tongue fucking her, and I was swallowing all of it. Abhilasha’s body was shaking when she was experiencing her orgasm. I thought it was time to take her, got up, and pulled my cock out of her mouth. I heard her groaning.
Lying beside her, I asked, “Do you want to play more or…” looking at both husband and wife. Abhilasha looked at me and then at her husband. Raman said, “I never thought sex would be so wonderful without actually fucking. Go ahead and enjoy yourself, dear.”
Abhilasha gave a peck on her hubby’s cheeks. Turning towards me, she asked, “Do you want me to lie down or….”
Me: Your wish Abhilasha, If you come on top, you will be in control. If you lie down, you will be at my mercy. I don’t know if you can take me deep. I can’t control myself once I start fucking.
Abhilasha: No worries, Darling, you can go deep in me as much as you want. I am not selfish. I want you to enjoy my body and my pussy.
“Your wish, Dear.” I got between her legs, spreading her legs wide and pointing my cockhead at her hole asked again, “Are you sure you want me to do this?”
“Yes, very much, Darling,” Abhilasha said, turning to Raman, asked, “Will you do the honours of pushing your Uncle’s cock inside your wife’s pussy, Dear?”
Raman and I were startled at her unusual request. I saw Raman moving towards me, seeing his wife’s pleading face. I was in a fix. I was about to fuck his wife, and he was about to help me penetrate her. I saw him holding my cock, rubbing it up and down his wife’s pussy lips.
“She loves it very much when her pussy is rubbed by a cock, Uncle,” saying he stopped rubbing, pointing my cock at her pussy said again, “Make her yours, satisfy her and give her a baby, Uncle.”
Abhilasha smiled but screamed when I pushed all my 8 inches into her in one go, pressing my cock down deep, hitting her cervix. Her orgasms had lubricated her pussy pretty much. My cock went in with extra force, and her inner muscles gripped me tightly.
I laid on her sweating body and said, “Shall I cum now, Abhilasha?”
“What? So soon? No,” Abhilasha said with panic in her eyes.
Pulling out my cock a bit, pushing it again deep, said, laughing, “I was joking, baby. I will fuck you as long as you can withstand my pounding.” I started hammering her pussy. She was receiving it like a sport showing no discomfort on her face.
I was fucking her. I found her pussy tight for my thick cock trying to milk, despite her earlier young year’s sex adventures. Abhilasha began screaming, and I thought neighbours might hear her screams. Thought of sealing her mouth with mine, but I got a wicked idea.
Looking at Raman asked him to remove his shorts and gave his wife his cock to suck. Both husband and wife were shocked hearing me. But being a good sport, Abhilasha said, “Yes, Raman, give me your cock. I want to suck it when Mama is fucking me. Both my holes will be sealed, and my long-time desire will be fulfilled.”
Raman removing his shorts and underwear, knelt before his wife, placing his cock close to her lips. I was shocked to see his tiny cock, which was about 3 inches and flaccid. Abhilasha took it fully inside her mouth and started sucking like a lollipop. I was hammering her pussy.
Occasionally I bent down, licking her nipples and trying to suck her boobs. I fucked her tight pussy for fifteen minutes and was sweating a lot. But Abhilasha was showing no discomfort and was sucking her husband’s small one happily.
Her breasts swayed all over her chest due to my thrust. I wondered how much milk she would produce if she gave birth. Still pumping her gripping pussy I asked, “Will you feed me your milk if you have a baby, Dear?”
Abhilasha removed her husband’s cock from her mouth. She looked at me with a naughty smile and said, “Of course, Darling, my soul and body is yours now, and you don’t have to ask me. You just have to order me. Come on fuck me, make me pregnant so I can feed my Darling my milk from my tits.”
I fucked her for another fifteen minutes. I was getting tired and badly needed a release. I looked at the bedside clock and saw the time was past 12. It was almost one hour before the couple came to my room. I needed to cum very urgently. I asked, “Shall I cum, Abhilasha?”
She looked at me and said, “Ok if you want to. But don’t pull off till I say so. I want to feel your dick throbbing in me.” I began to release my cum in Abhilasha’s pussy. The first three spurts were huge, filling her up. The next spurts of semen were overflowing from her pussy and wetting the sheets.
Abhilasha was kissing all over my face like a puppy showing her affection to get satisfied. My nephew was looking at us, showing any emotions. Abhilasha’s pussy was trying to milk my cock for more which was not there. I drifted to sleep as she kissed me with my flaccid cock still buried inside her.
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2023.06.03 09:35 Eastern_Platform_217 Transmuter I've been working on. 🔥

Nen Type: Transmutation, Conjuration, Enhancement, Emission.
Hatsu: The user can transmute their aura into a facsimile of fire by transmuting their aura with heat and light. This fire acts like regular fire but is entirely aura and therefore the temperatures can be increased drastically, at the user's risk. Honestly, still don't really like any name I can think of for this.
Nen Abilities
Philosopher's Refuge "Debased Basement" Conjuration
The user conjures a large clay wine cask, like an amphora or kvevri. The conjured vessel always looks empty but has a nen space inside. Larger on the inside Tardis style but nothing crazy. A single room studio, one bath, kitchenette kinda deal. Condition - As long as the user was in Philosopher's Refuge is how long they must wait before using it again. Max stay 24 hours.
Smart For a Day "Just Jerking Myself Off" Enhancement
While the user is inside Philosopher's Refuge The can enhance their mind allowing them to think faster and generate insights more rapidly. Although not omniscient, this ability aids the user in quickly analyzing information and developing working theories based on their existing knowledge. Condition - Only works in Philosopher's Refuge. Is still incredibly aura intensive.
The two previous abilities are support only and aren't used very often except for Philosopher's Refuge which is where the user lives in between being kicked out by it.
For combat the user conjures a staff with which they can more easily use their fire transmutation by using shu and ryu. For ranged attacks their conjure lanterns. By filling these lanterns with their transmuted aura they can create different types of firebombs. This is the only way the user can emit their aura by filling them with their hands and throwing or filling as they rest on edge of the staff and using that to fling them. The lanterns are still a work in progress. At this point this ability is probably broken but it's a pet project.
Fire Burst Lantern (Transmutation): This lantern bomb, infused with intense fire aura, erupts upon impact, releasing a massive explosion of scorching flames in all directions, engulfing the area in fire.
Shrapnel Lantern (Transmutaion and Conjuration): This lantern bomb explodes into fragmentation type bomb. Infused with fire and conjured bits of clay, wood, and glass.
Lantern of Insight ( No Idea): This lantern isn't a bomb. The user conjures a regular lantern. While holding this lantern the user can discern a falsehood told within its vicinity. The flame flickers when someone lies near it. The flicker is more pronounced based on severity of lie. This idea was the basis for this whole character. If it was a regular nen ability I'd guess it would not be Transmutation but chalk this up to this users version of wishing to look young.
Well thats all I've got so far. If you read all that thank you. Still messing with it so feel free to critique.
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2023.06.03 09:19 PictureFun2073 10 Creative Ways to Use Your Hot and Cold Water Dispenser Beyond Just Drinking Water

10 Creative Ways to Use Your Hot and Cold Water Dispenser Beyond Just Drinking Water
Are you looking for creative ways to make the most out of your hot and cold water dispenser beyond just drinking water? A water dispenser is not just a convenient way to get filtered, refreshing water at home or in the office. It can also be a versatile tool for cooking, cleaning, gardening, personal hygiene, animal care, and even home spa treatments. In this blog post, we'll explore ten unique and inventive uses for your hot and cold water dispenser that will revolutionize the way you think about this handy appliance. So let's dive in.

What is a Hot and Cold Water Dispenser?

A hot and cold water dispenser is a household appliance that dispenses both hot and cold filtered water at the push of a button. It typically consists of two separate faucets, one that dispenses hot water and another that dispenses cold water. The unit has an internal heating element to heat up the hot water, while the cold water is cooled using refrigeration technology. This ensures that you can enjoy fresh, clean-tasting drinking water at any time. Hot and cold water dispensers are available in different sizes, shapes, designs, and capacities to fit your specific needs. Some models come with additional features such as child safety locks or adjustable temperature settings for more control over the temperature of your filtered drinking water. These appliances are not only convenient but also cost-effective in the long run since they eliminate the need for bottled water or costly filtration systems. Plus, they reduce plastic waste by providing a reusable alternative to single-use plastic bottles. A hot and cold water dispenser is an excellent investment for any home or office looking to stay hydrated with ease!

10 Creative Uses for Hot and Cold Water Dispenser

Hot and cold water dispensers are typically used for drinking water, but did you know that they also have many other uses? Here are 10 creative ways to use your hot and cold water dispenser beyond just drinking water. Cooking: A hot and cold water dispenser is perfect for cooking as it provides instant access to both hot and cold water. Use the hot water to boil pasta or rice, while the cold water can be used for washing fruits and vegetables. Cleaning: Hot water is great for cleaning dishes, pots, pans, and cutlery. The high temperature helps to kill bacteria that may be lurking on surfaces. Coldwater can also be used for rinsing off soap residue after cleaning. Gardening: Plants need a lot of watering in order to thrive. With a hot and cold-water dispenser nearby, gardeners can easily refill their watering cans with either warm or cool refreshing liquid. Personal hygiene: Taking showers or baths with lukewarm or tepid temperatures is not pleasant at all. A hot-and-cold-water dispenser in your bathroom will give you easy access to warm or cool running waters so you can enjoy comfortable temperatures during your daily routine, Animal care: Pets often need clean drinking bowls filled every day which makes having a convenient source of fresh running water super important. Additionally, if Fido gets into something smelly like garbage then the nozzle from the unit could help rinse his fur quickly without putting him through an entire bath process. Home spa treatments: You don't need fancy equipment when it comes to treating yourself at home. Just fill up some plastic tubs with soothing warm temperatures using your trusty Hot & Cold Water Dispenser right at home. Home brewing: Making beer requires precise control over temperature because yeast behaves differently depending on whether its environment is too chilly or too cozy. So if you’re ready to embark on this adventure make sure your kitchen has one of these units installed before starting out. Making beverages: From instant coffee to hot chocolate, a hot water dispenser can help you get your coffee, tea instant. If you want ice tea or cold coffee these hot and cold water dispensers are suitable for both types of beverages.
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A hot and cold water dispenser is not just a convenient appliance for drinking water. It can be used creatively in cooking, cleaning, gardening, personal hygiene, animal care, home spa treatments, home brewing, making beverages and sauces as well as making ice cubes. With these 10 creative uses of a hot and cold water dispenser beyond just drinking water discussed above you can fully utilize the appliance in your daily life while saving time and energy. Whether you're hosting family or friends at your place or simply looking to expand the use of your appliance beyond what it's primarily designed for then these tips will come in handy.
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2023.06.03 09:00 TheCurserHasntMoved (Sneakyverse) The Travels of a Galactic Cowboy, Part One: The Star Council, Chapter Nine: Corvian Home

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Skeeter had made an error. Not a big one, but one that did have significant downstream effects. He'd assumed that he could visit enough of each planet to give a sort of general feel to each one's character in three or four days, but it was looking more and more like he'd have to extend the stay at Corvian Home for at least a weak. He could scarecely remember being so excited by making a mistake. In most respects, Corvian Home was wildly different from Terra. From its many small islands to its ever turbulent storms, to its mediworld gravity, it was unlike any place found on Terra. It still baffled him that the xenos thought Terran gravity was heavy. The way in which it was similar had to do with the wide verity of culture, which made getting a general sense of the place a tad more difficult than planets with a more unified culture.
So, he had to ask Captain Vexkeed to extend the stay, which wasn't cheap. Additionally, it required the refund of any unsatisfied passengers who were on more time-sensitive journeys. However, it turned out that the majority of the passengers had apparently viewed the voyage as a "Sneaky Cruise," which made Skeeter laugh until he couldn't breathe when Captain Vexkeed told him. Likewise, when he told Suzie and Ivan, they found themselves completely overcome by mirth. Kip on the other hand couldn't see the humor in it. This, of course sent all three adults into the throes of hysterical laughter, which only further perplexed the boy.
The inscrutable, to Kip, Terran sense of humor aside, it turned out that apart from paying a fee to extend the journey and maybe five or six refunds, there was very little adjustment in terms of the We Bring Friends from Afar to Joyous Meeting making drastic changes to her manifest. Which was amenable to Skeeter's bank account, and his conscience. In any case, it let him fill out the itinerary with a wide variety of events from the local sporting events, to seeing interesting geological formations or particularly treasured vistas, to attending musical theater, to restaurant hopping in one of the larger cities with a conveniently cosmopolitan makeup. Even better, all of the things toxic to Humans, Doggos, and Lutrae were also toxic to the Corvians, so the risk of accidental poisoning was almost nonexistent.
"We actually discussed this in class last week," Kip was saying as the shuttle shook in the storm winds, "once a group went to a new island, the storms cut them off from the original group, except for the very few traders brave enough to fly in… well, this."
"That so?" Skeeter prompted genially.
"Yeah, for the most part I guess people would just float along with whatever everyone else thought, but I guess that's true for most places. Except, since they were separate and all, they didn't all go along the same currents, and so even islands that are pretty close can be crazy different."
"That, and it is ruining the landing shots," Ivan grumbled as he kept the camera trained on the trio.
"Well, back home rain's a good thing!" Suzie exclaimed exuberantly.
"Rain makes rye," Skeeter rejoined.
"Rye makes whiskey," Suzie laughed.
"You mean industrial disinfectant or emergency stomach purging doses," Kip said flatly.
"How'd you find out about that?" Skeeter asked.
"Greg George mentioned it in his book. He dumped so many doses in a glass that any sane person would think he was trying to poison someone with the fumes."
"Oh, I loved My Side," Suzie said, "It had always bugged me that the Lost Boys never got a fair say."
"Wait, isn't he a hero? He talks like you guys almost worshiped him…"
"It's complicated," Skeeter said, "I served on a ship with one of the Lost Boys once, Stephen the Line. It was hard to not be in awe of him. Hard to remember that behind the deeds was a man just trying to serve like me."
"Were you discussing more about Corvian Home in the classes?" Ivan asked before the silence could turn cold.
"Oh, sure, lots. Like on this one island there's a big festival where they celebrate the harvest of these huge nuts, and then there's this island where they have 'Imitation plays,' where Corvians try to mimic exactly how the plays sound from other races. Tutor Brixvee showed us a video of one they coppied from the Star Sailors, and it was pretty cool."
"Do you figure she had lessons on Corvian Home since she knew we were headed here?"
"Of course," Kip said with a bitter scowl, "she's full of dirty tricks like that." His hosts couldn't contain their mirth, not that they tried all that hard.
Later that day, the intrepid travelers were in the throes of a local festival. They had surmised that it was probably related to local folklore, as various icons and masks were featured heavily, but the press was so active and exuberant, that not even the Terran implants could keep up, slaved as they were to the Terran compads with better translation matrixes than even the local networks. Therefore, three out of the four friends found themselves swept up in a feathered fury of dance and rough song, to their ears anyway, while the only clue to Ivan's immense pleasure at the experience was his swiftly wagging tail. Which the locals had no idea was the unconcealable tell that his exterior coolness was in fact, a complete sham.
The festivities seemed to show no sign of abating as night fell over the city sheltered in a rough and rocky crown from the storms of the sea, so in order to get a good night's sleep they were obliged to catch a local shuttle ride between islands to find a slightly less festive town to bed down in, and Suzie took the opportunity.
"So I hear Y'all's planet name isn't what anybody calls it," she said impishly to the shuttle pilot.
"INDEED, ahem, indeed. We know that you mammal-peoples, and the reptile-peoples, and the water-peoples, cannot do it."
"Come on, give us an example," Suzie said in that challenging, teasing way that made Skeeter both cringe and love her.
The pilot laughed, or at least Skeeter thought he, or maybe she? At least Skeeter thought that the pilot laughed, whichever sex they were. He had a hard time with regular Terran corvids, let alone these giant bird people that reminded him of the former. Then said piolet of undetermined sex made a weird clicking noise in the depths of the throat and said, "That is the name."
"I can see why y'all think folk can't do that. Hey Skeeter, why don't ya give it a shot?"
"No," he said flatly.
"Aw come on, it's their planet's name, you should at least try," she said with that wry smile she had that made promises. Promises that he had a very difficult time resisting for… reasons.
He then made a right proper fool of himself trying to replicate the sound by clicking his tongue in various ways before giving up and just saying, "I'm stickin' with Corvian Home."
After making a right proper fool of himself, the other passengers obliged to laugh at him, and Suzie turned on Kip saying, "Your turn."
Kip shot her a sullen look.
"Aw, c'mon, you gonna let these folk just laugh at Skeeter all by his lonesome?" she chided.
Kip downright pouted at her.
"Coooome oooooon," she taunted.
Realizing that she wouldn't quit unless he gave in, Kip also made a mockery of himself trying to replicate the throat clicking sound to the delight of all and sundry. "Shut up," he mumbled as he laid his ears back.
"Ivan?" she asked of her final victim.
He clicked his tongue once, and when Suzie gave him a pout he said, "That is as much as I am trying."
"Now you try," Kip shot at her.
"I know my limits, unlike you boys," she laughed to Kip's indignant sputtering.
Meanwhile, Jerry was having a less festive time. Instead of happening to land on an island that happened to be hosting a festival for one reason or another, he had purposely chosen the center of finance for his outing. He'd had a relatively uneventful series of meetings with financiers, entrepreneurs, and shipping guild heads, and various other parties interested in securing access to new markets for their various trades. It was all very productive, and very boring, and not for the first time he felt a stab of regret for the last time that he had interacted with Skeeter.
Even still, it was a satisfying day. There was a lot of troubling mentions of debts though. Jerry was no stranger to the lending industries of various planets of the CIP, and even had some Republican contacts in that realm, those who could stand his needling of the Republic's systems, but nobody he knew ever said anything about "debt masters" or "clan debt." Troubling indeed, but he chalked it up to clunky translation. Even CIP systems could have trouble with new languages, and he just knew that Republican datapads were inferior. They had to be, of course.
Still though, there was something about the references that bothered him. Something furtive behind the eyes of the avian people who spoke of either concept. Then, there was the fact that only those who were obviously startup businesspeople would speak about them, never the financers. Very troubling indeed. He resolved himself to investigate the matter if he could make the time the next day.
The following morning, the intrepid travelers went on the only "heavyworlder safe" zipline tours available on the planet, which just so happened to be in the heavily forested canyons and followed paths through the foliage designed to simulate danger. Skeeter and Kip found it thrilling, but Suzie found it merely pleasant while Ivan was actually bored by the thrilling experience. The man was pleased with getting a shot of kip chanting breathlessly, "Let's go again, let's go again, let's go again, let's go again!" Wile Suzie was more pleased to have sneakily captured a shot of Ivan's unamused expression as he sped along on the pullies.
"Sure, why not?" Suzie had said to Kip.
To which Ivan said, "Because is boring."
"What?!" Kip nearly shouted.
"You take ride in boarding torpedo, and you will be understanding then."
"The real answer to why not is I already booked a nature walk. There's this island where there's like this bowl formation full of flowers. It looks amazin'" Skeeter explained to Kip's dismay.
Meanwhile, Jerry was exhausted. He'd reshuffled the meetings so that he had mere moments between them to prepare, but he was good at his job, so long as his counterpart wasn't a Republican, and could get the proper contact details to the correct people for whatever the other party hoped to accomplish, so long as it was legal, and it all was. It was therefore by mighty effort alone that he had a scant two hours in which to seek out the information he sought before he would have to retire to sleep, or else be completely useless the next day.
He took snagged a gravcar and told the cabbie, "Take me to where you and the lads go for a spot of drink, or whatever the legal intoxicant is around here."
The cabbie gave him a one eyed beady stare and said, "Are you sure, mammal-people? The places we go are not the high class places, by the storms."
"I'm sure, I'm sure. I might not look it these days, but I came up from w working family. My dah still makes fun that I lost my calluses."
The cabbie blinked twice and raised his crest. Jerry had no idea whether that was a good sign or not, but the blue plumed cabbie lowered his crest and blinked again saying, "Sure, mammal-people. I will take you there, but do not cause the fights or my clan will have share of the debt."
Jerry thought about pressing the issue, but something about how the cabbie's feathers had puffed out and still weren't lying flat convinced him that social lubricant was the needed thing. "What is the preferred intoxicant?" he asked.
"We smoke an herb. It usually does not work for mammal-peoples, so you might not have the fun you look for."
"I see, we also have some intoxicants taken this way, do you draw the smoke through water first?"
"Yes, do you mammal-peoples do this too?"
"It's called hookah, and has a long tradition in several of our cultures. Or bongs, which have a somewhat younger tradition, as history is measured."
"Maybe then you will get the happy haze and no fights will be started, mammal-people."
"Maybe, maybe. I'm just after a good banter, and the banker types are too stuffy."
"You are right, you are right, debt masters do not laugh when you joke, they charge you more interest!" the cabbie laughed, and Jerry fell silent.
At the, well, Jerry would call it a hookah lounge, Jerry found that the lads about avoided him and shot him suspicious glances, and also found that apart from a relaxed feeling in his limbs, the smoke had no effect on him. It was a pleasant feeling, and he could maintain it by taking a draw from the hookah every two minutes or so. It seemed that was a prodigious rate of smoking though, for eventually the suspicious glances turned to those of curiosity or even grudging respect. Jerry surmised that despite his rather drab coloring, they knew an expensive suit when they saw one.
Eventually, a clearly intoxicated Corvain stumbled over to his table and sank down on one of the cushions, "Why do you smoke so well, mammal-thing-people?" he slurred.
"I am used to a much stronger herb, and this makes me simply feel good. Does it not feel good for you?"
"'Course it do. Can't smoke as much."
"Wondering anything else?"
"You a Sneaky?"
Jerry thought about correcting the error, but another glance at the state of his conversation partner dispelled the notion, so he said, "Yes, but I am not very stealthy."
"It's just what people call you… dunno why…"
"I'm not botherd, I know the reason and it's funny."
"Yes, do you know it?"
"Ish a meme."
"The first one of us that the Star Sailors met was mistaken for a pet, and they named him Sneaky."
That, as planned, brought forth uproarious laughter from the intoxicated Corvian who confided, "That's the kinda thing people-things get bristly about."
"I know, people-things get brislty about all sorts of things. Like the bankers, they won't tell me what debt masters are."
"They own clan debts."
"Clan debts?"
"You know, the debts you clan has, from like way back."
"Do you mean to say you were born in debt?"
"Sssssure, isn't everybody? Well, not rich people-things I guess, but ever-peoples I knowed."
"And these debt masters, they merely collect the interest?"
"If you're not… if the job doesn't pay… erm… they so like tell you to do stuff."
"Involuntary servitude," Jerry said coldly.
"Yeah, that. The hatchlings get that rough."
"Explain please," Jerry said with cold intensity.
It seemed that the intensity of Jerry's gaze or maybe the soft quality of a hammer that his voice emulated, gave the Corvian some degree of sobriety as he stammered, "Yes-yes. The erm, the uh or-or-orphanages. The hatchlings there have no parents to provide for them, so the debt masters have them do something useful."
Jerry was very close to becoming a very dangerous man as he asked, "Are the debts of these children for sale?"
"Where does one go to buy debts?"
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2023.06.03 08:43 ammodotcom Best Duck Hunting Shells: Wasting Waterfowl With Ease

Bringing a fresh duck from the marshes to the table isn’t easy by any stretch of the imagination. And if you’ve been duck hunting for any length of time, you know that you want every edge possible to bring that winged entrée for the sky to your plate.
No matter if you’ve got a tricked out Benelli Super Black Eagle or your grandfather’s Beretta 687 O/U, loading it with the best duck hunting shells is a surefire way to decrease crippling shots and ensure your bag limit is filled every time you toss out the decoys.
Shotgun shells come in a variety of flavors, but if you’re looking for a nice tight pattern that won’t break the bank, then make sure to get some Winchester Drylok 12ga #3 Super Steel 3" Magnum Shells for your next duck hunt.
Or if you don’t mind sitting in your duck blind a little longer and want the full list, keep reading and we’ll share our favorite waterfowl shotgun shells on the market for 2023.
For those of you who love reading about shotgun shells, click HERE to go to our Buyer’s Guide.

The Best Duck Hunting Shells

  1. Winchester Drylok 12 ga Super Steel Magnum #3 1-1/4 oz
  2. Hevi-Shot 12 ga HEVI XII 3" #4 1-1/8 oz
  3. Federal Black Cloud TSS 3" 20 ga #3 & #9 1 oz
  4. Kent Fasteel 2.0 Precision Steel 12ga 3-1/2" #4 1-3/8 oz
  5. Remington Nitro Steel 12 ga 3" #4 1-3/8 oz
  6. Browning Wicked Blend 12 ga 3" #2 and #4 1-1/4 oz

Winchester Drylok Super Steel Magnum #3 1-1/4 oz




Why We Chose It

When we think of the best shotgun shells for duck hunting, naturally, we look at Winchester. Winchester has provided generations of hunters with reliable, high-quality rounds, and the Winchester Drylok Super Steel 12 gauge shells definitely pay homage to this legacy.
But the name alone doesn’t make this shotshell the best for duck hunting. Waterfowl hunters need ammo that performs well in adverse weather conditions, has a tight pattern, high velocity, and are affordable and easy to find.
As lead shot becomes more regulated, having a good steel shot round is essential to legally blindsiding mallards and wood ducks every time you pop out of the duck blind. As duck hunters are often hunting from the water or even a boat, the double-seal wad system means your powder is always dry and ready to go whenever you squeeze the trigger.
The 1,400 fps muzzle velocity and 1 ¼ ounce payload are more than enough to fell ducks up to 40 yards away with relative ease.
The Winchester Drylok is a tried-and-true design that won’t let you down in the field. Although some duck hunters prefer more exotic loads, you can’t go wrong loading your favorite duck gun with 3" magnum Winchester Drylock ammo!

Hevi-Shot 12 ga HEVI XII 3" #4 1-1/8 oz




Why We Chose It

Ask any modern duck hunter which shotgun shells are best for honker hunting, and you’ll surely get plenty of recommendations for the HEVI-XII. This exquisitely designed shotgun shell includes tungsten shot that is denser than steel and safer than lead (which is probably illegal where you live for duck hunting anyway).
Tungsten shot is denser than bismuth, steel, and lead. Which means the HEVI-XII payload gives you a lot more bang for your buck. This means that HEVI XII shot has a density of 12 g/cc (grams per cubic centimeter) which is around 53% more dense than steel shot.
This translates to more pellets on target, deeper penetration, and more trips out into the lake for your hunting dog to retrieve all the ducks you’ve nailed.
Although HEVI-XII can sometimes be hard to find, most duck hunters will tell you that it’s worth the price of admission as this shotshell simply works every time!

Federal Black Cloud TSS 3" 20 ga #3 & #9 1 oz




Why We Chose It

Although we typically recommend a 12 gauge shotgun for duck hunting, Federal Premium Black Cloud TSS ammo is one low-recoil option we will make an exception for.
Combining #3 and #9 shot in one hull, the Black Cloud TSS (Tungsten Super Shot) maintain their velocity farther, penetrate deeper and hit harder than any waterfowl payload has before.
The secret to the lethality of the Black Cloud TSS lies in the Flitecontrol Flex wad, which opens from the rear instead of the front like traditional wads. The result is incredibly dense and repeatable shot patterns that have an effective range past 50 yards through all standard waterfowl chokes.
Comprised of 60% heavyweight TSS pellets and 40% Flitestopper Steel shot, the Black Cloud TSS shotshell unleashes a swarm of shot that leaves no chance of escape for any drake that finds itself in your sights.
Although Federal Black Cloud TSS is only available seasonally, it is well worth the price of admission if you are serious about duck hunting.

Kent Fasteel 2.0 Precision Steel 12ga 3-1/2" #4 1-3/8 oz




Why We Chose It

If you’re serious about shotgun hunting, then you’re probably well aware that Kent makes phenomenal shells for all sorts of activities. With multiple loads for turkey, goose, upland game, and deer hunting, Kent truly has a shell for all seasons.
But if you’re looking to whack some waterfowl out of the sky quickly and efficiently, then Kent Fasteel 2.0 is what you need to load in your duck gun.
Development of the Fasteel began around the wad, which has proven time and time again that it can produce boringly repetitive shot patterns in both semi-autos and in cold temperatures. A tight pattern is essential for putting down descending mallards ethically and quickly.
Kent Fasteel 2.0 was developed with duck hunting in mind, as the shot is zinc-plated while the head is nickel-plated. This adds a level of corrosion resistance to your ammo that ensures proper feeding and function in even the worst conditions.
Although Kent ammo is sometimes hard to find and will blast a few holes in your wallet, the incredibly consistent performance keeps dedicated duck hunters coming back time and again to load their shotguns with Kent Fasteel 2.0.

Remington Nitro Steel 12 ga 3" #4 1-3/8 oz




Why We Chose It

If you’re looking for a low-cost, no-frills round that will bring home the duck, then you can’t go wrong with Big Green.
Remington’s Nitro Steel line of duck hunting ammo is nothing special to write home about. However, when you need a round that simply works then Nitro Steel will get the job done.
Although it lacks a lot of the special features offered by other premium loads, Remington Nitro Steel ammo is consistent and deadly in the right hands. However, we’d recommend that you take it out and test it before duck season this year, just to evaluate how it patterns in your shotgun.

Browning Wicked Blend 12 ga 3" #2 and #4 1-1/4 oz




Why We Chose It

We’ve got to hand it to the marketing department at Browning for providing an absolutely amazing name for such an excellent duck-hunting shotgun shell.
The Wicked Blend is comprised of 70% zinc-plated steel and 30% copper-plated bismuth pellets. Combining the denser bismuth with plated steel means you’ll get a good mixture of dense payload at an affordable price.
On top of those benefits, the proprietary Wicked Wad increases pattern density for those long downrange shots. We found this load to be extremely versatile, working well for both duck and goose hunting.
Although this ammo might be a little hard to find, if you can get it you won’t be disappointed when you unload on a flock of descending waterfowl.
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2023.06.03 08:37 Jumpy_Awareness4441 I built a chrome extension to mass apply and auto-fill job applications hosted on Indeed

I'm an unemployed SWE trying to waste less time filling in the same thing over and over again, so I built this chrome extension using ChatGPT to fill up and start all job applications from the search result page for jobs hosted on Indeed, hope this helps.
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2023.06.03 08:26 IMadeAnotherBurner I heard a voice in my basement and cannot explain it to save my life

So for reference if it matters, I don't believe in anything supernatural, paranormal, whatever you want to call it. I have very pragmatic views of the world and reality as a whole. I'm not religious, I'm not superstitious.. etc. With that out of the way..
So I moved my desk down to the basement because it's hotter out now, and its easier and cheaper to cool that area and be comfortable. My basements kinda dank and unfurnished, but I've always been perfectly comfortable there. I've never really felt scared or anything, again I don't really belive in any of this. But tonight, actually a few minutes ago, really shook me.
So I'm on my computer talking to a buddy of mine via discord. We tend to share screens and webcams as well. Started doing that during covid for the little extra connection and it stuck. Now it's just habit. Well we're talking and I swear I hear a voice clear as day in one of the rooms beside me. I honestly don't remember at all what it said but I 100% heard someone say something. To the point that I thought it was an intruder of some sort. Honestly I was ready to fight someone. I immediately paused the Convo and my buddy got pretty worried, since I'm normally not a very "alert" person.
I told him to give me one sec, and that I heard someone talking in a room over. He said he heard something through my mic as well, and I told him to just give me a bit and if anything goes stupid to call the cops. So I left my mic on and got up to go check. I had a broom that I grabbed to use as an improvised whacking stick, one of the really wide ones, in case it got physical.
Again my basements unfurnished, and pretty messy because I've been trying to do just that, furnish it. In fact yesterday I just got done insulating and am moving on to drywall. I trip over something, drop an f bomb, and I can clearly hear my buddy through my speakers ask if I'm good, and I yell yeah I'm fine. I have a pair of Logitech speakers that I had him coming through, so I could actually hear him through most if not all the basement.
It only takes me a minute or two to do a solid scan of everything, and no ones there of course. Otherwise I wouldn't be here right? And they couldn't have left if they were there. The door in my basement closes incredibly slow and makes a butt ton of noise if you try to force it to close faster. And it was fully closed and actually locked as well. So.. odd, but that happens. In my head I say a bird probably chirped a certain way and mid conversation I just heard a voice instead. No big deal, easy to explain, makes sense too. So back to the conversation. On my way back I hear him ask if I liked final fantasy 8, and I say "uhh random but ok. Controversial opinion but no, I thought the combat was overly convoluted and annoying. 9 was awesome though." At this point I'm sitting back down at my desk, my mind has chilled out.
So at this point is where it all really got under my skin, and I'm laying in bed right now typing all this still processing.
He says to me "tell your sister I said hi by the way!" We've known each other for a while and though we've only spoken through games and discord, were pretty close and are familiar with each other's family etc. I tell him "uhh yeah next time I see her sure.." and I make a joke about how my sister is a lesbian, and he has no chance with her no matter how hard he tried. He playfully says "stfu" and kinda yells through my speakers hoping she would hear, saying hi and what not.
At this point I'm really confused and tell him my sister isn't even over right now. I'm alone at my house. Plus it's 1am why would I have anyone over anyways?
So now he's also confused, and says he heard me talking to her and to stop being annoying about it. He said we were talking about a 3d print I was working on, and that my sister said she thinks it would print better if I printed it on it's side instead. I tell him he must've been listening to something online.. or.. idek because she's not here, and the only thing I said while I was away from my desk was to answer his random question about final fantasy 8.
He said he never asked that at all. And that once he heard me talking to my sister he went off "alert mode" since he assumed the voice I heard was my sister's.
At this point I go from confused to a little annoyed. I tell him to stop, since he's not gonna freak me out. It's my basement, I live here, I'm 100% comfortable in this space. In fact I've slept down here before. I walk around in my basement all the time in the pitch dark and it doesn't bother me. I don't believe in ghosts. Etc etc. He says essentially the same however, that I'm not gonna be able to scare him because why would he care anyways?
So now we're basically the equivalent of that meme where spiderman is pointing at other Spiderman's. You can't fool me, no YOU can't fool ME, and so on.
Eventually I ask if he heard anything I said about final fantasy 8, and he says "no dude I told you I was just chillin waiting for you to get back after you found out it was just your sister." At this point I tell him that I'm not intending to try and create some ghost story or whatever, but that my sister isn't here. 100% she was here earlier to grab some tomato starts for her and her gfs garden, but even when she was here we didn't talk about any 3d prints. And my heart sank when I said that.
I asked him how he knew I had a 3d printer? I bought one a few weeks ago (it's pretty sick btw), but I haven't spoken to him or any of my friends about it yet. Life's just been busy. He said that he only brought it up because he heard me and my sister talking about it in the background.
At this point I grab my phone and switch discord over to it so I can use the camera on that. I take him around the basement, go upstairs. Go around the house. Then go to the parking spots, and show him it's just my car. Eventually this boils down to me calling my sister on discord on my phone. Thankfully she answers, but she's in bed with her gf with bed hair and all, asking why in the world I'm calling her this late. She says hi to our friend, and he's freaking out now.
I essentially tell her not to worry about it, I just wanted to make sure she's ok, and that I'll explain later. I'm assuming she went back to bed. But yeah. That all just happened. We sat there for a bit and I told him j think that's a good sign to hang it up for the night, goodnight and sleep well, etc.
So I sat there at my desk for probably 5-10 minutes just trying to figure out wtf just happened. The voice being a bird chirping.. sure that's believable to me. But how did my friend know I had a 3d printer? He couldn't have. My sister doesn't really talk to that group a friend's although everyone kinda knows each other. Plus she wouldn't have the patience to try and mess with me like that. Also, she was definitely asleep when I called her, so that pretty much rules tomfoolery on her end out. And her gf is really shy and doesn't talk to anyone at all really (and frankly she's not the brightest either, I'd believe it was the ghost of Niki Minaj before I believed she came up with a prank like this). So honestly, id bet money it wasn't her either.
And that's not even including the part where I definitely heard my friend ask about FF8. Just as if it was coming through my speakers. And I know that mic can pick me up from other rooms if I speak up. Hell, ive left my desk to take a piss before and was able to continue conversations by just speaking a bit loud.
I'm of sound mind, I know I am. But right now I genuinely feel as though I'm going crazy. I expressed this to my friend and told him that now's not a good time (I have a lot of background stress going on) and if he is trying to mess with me it was funny, I'll take the joke to the chin, but please stop. I've never been this way with him and he was caught off guard a bit. He promised me 100% he isn't messing with me, and that now he's kinda scared too.
And honestly I believe him, and I hate that. I want to believe it's him and my sister messing with me, but why? Why out of the blue do that..? Like I said they're not really friends, more so just friendly, and it would be so out of left field for either of them to do anything like that, let alone in tandum. Were all adults that work and have stresses and are tired most the time, it's why we only talk rarely these days. Who has time or energy to do something that elaborate? And why would one of my best friends take what little time we had to catch up and waste it trying to spook me? Especially knowing this guy, and myself, are fairly sentimental and put a lot of weight on our friendships and what not. Like, it's just not adding up.
But I heard a voice, for sure I heard a voice. And I heard him ask about FF8. and I believe that he heard me talking to my sister. I just can't fill in the blanks of how that could've happened.. I tend to read people pretty well, and all I can say is I don't get the vibe that anyone here is lying.
So that leads me here. I made a burner account, and I'm posting to a daggon paranormal subreddit because I really just want someone to tell me I'm not going crazy. I don't know what to feel right now, because that was all so real, and so unreal at the same time.
I just reread over everything to make sure I didn't misspell stuff or something, and now I'm thinking about setting up cameras or something.. I still feel like I'm going crazy. But yeah, that's it.
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2023.06.03 08:21 Dependent_Yak_9634 What Sg sf and center should I go get

What Sg sf and center should I go get
I need taller players to fill these spots to compete with the meta atp what cards should I go for. I’m thinking of going for the oop kg first but my center position needs more height.
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2023.06.03 08:01 RedditNoobie777 Auto run VBA every time data changes.

Error Video (running My Auto Run VBA + formatting Code see below)

I wrote (not working)

Private Sub Worksheet_Change(ByVal Target As Range) ' Disable events to prevent infinite loops Application.EnableEvents = False If Not Intersect(Target, Me.UsedRange) Is Nothing Then ' Your code here MsgBox "Data in the range has changed!" End If ' Re-enable events Application.EnableEvents = True End Sub 

VBA code u/ITFuture wrote for change (not working)

Private Sub Worksheet_Change(ByVal Target As Range) Application.EnableEvents = False 'Since 'Target' is already a range, you can use that directly to check if it's the range you're looking for. For example Dim myRange as Range Set myRange = Me.Range("A1:C20") If Not Intersect(myRange,Target) Is Nothing Then 'Put your code here End If 'If you want to specifically deal with changed values, you can also do it like this: Dim changedRange as Range Set changedRange = Intersect(myRange,Target) If not changedRange Is Nothing Then 'Now, changed Range is any changes that are in 'myRange' Dim changedCell as Range For Each changedCell in changedRange 'Do something with the cell. (Remember that if someone did a 'filldown' or pasted multiple values or something, 'Target' (the changed range) could include more than one cell, so it's always a good idea to check. Next changedCell End if Application.EnableEvents = True End Sub 

u/ITFuture Code is more complicated

  1. The Intersect function is used to check if the changed range (Target) intersects with the specified range (myRange).
  2. If there is an intersection, you can work with the individual cells within the changed range by using a loop. The code inside the For Each loop is executed for each changed cell.
  3. This allows you to perform specific actions on each cell within the specified range that has been changed. For example, you can apply formatting, calculate values, or update other cells based on the changed cell's value.
  4. The loop provides flexibility to handle each cell independently and write custom code based on your requirements.

VBA code to auto run I used to test Auto run VBA

Sub CopyFillColor() Dim ws1 As Worksheet, ws2 As Worksheet Dim table1 As Range, table2 As Range Dim cell As Range Dim searchValue As String ' Set the worksheet and table ranges Set ws1 = ThisWorkbook.Worksheets("Sheet1") ' Change "Sheet1" to the name of your worksheet Set ws2 = ThisWorkbook.Worksheets("Sheet2") ' Change "Sheet2" to the name of your worksheet Set table1 = ws1.Range("A1:F10") ' Change the range to your Table 1 range Set table2 = ws2.Range("A1:F10") ' Change the range to your Table 2 range ' Loop through each cell in Table 1 For Each cell In table1 searchValue = cell.Value ' Check if the cell value matches the specified text in Table 2 If WorksheetFunction.CountIf(table2, "*" & searchValue & "*") > 0 Then ' Find the matching cell in Table 2 Dim matchCell As Range Set matchCell = table2.Find(What:="*" & searchValue & "*") ' Copy the format from Table 2 to Table 1 matchCell.Copy cell.PasteSpecial Paste:=xlPasteFormats Application.CutCopyMode = False End If Next cell End Sub 

My Auto Run VBA + formatting Code

Private Sub Worksheet_Change(ByVal Target As Range) Dim rng As Range Set rng = Range("A1:A10") ' Change this to your desired range ' Disable events to prevent infinite loops Application.EnableEvents = False If Not Intersect(Target, rng) Is Nothing Then CopyFillColor ' Call the CopyFillColor subroutine MsgBox "Data in the range has changed!" End If ' Re-enable events Application.EnableEvents = True End Sub Sub CopyFillColor() Dim ws1 As Worksheet, ws2 As Worksheet Dim table1 As Range, table2 As Range Dim cell As Range Dim searchValue As String ' Set the worksheet and table ranges Set ws1 = ThisWorkbook.Worksheets("Sheet1") ' Change "Sheet1" to the name of your worksheet Set ws2 = ThisWorkbook.Worksheets("Sheet1") ' Change "Sheet2" to the name of your worksheet Set table1 = ws1.Range("A1:A10") ' Change the range to your Table 1 range Set table2 = ws2.Range("C1:C3") ' Change the range to your Table 2 range ' Loop through each cell in Table 1 For Each cell In table1 searchValue = cell.Value ' Check if the cell value matches the specified text in Table 2 If WorksheetFunction.CountIf(table2, "*" & searchValue & "*") > 0 Then ' Find the matching cell in Table 2 Dim matchCell As Range Set matchCell = table2.Find(What:="*" & searchValue & "*") ' Copy the format from Table 2 to Table 1 matchCell.Copy cell.PasteSpecial Paste:=xlPasteFormats Application.CutCopyMode = False End If Next cell End Sub 
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2023.06.03 07:52 No_Comfortable5785 Any tips?

Any tips?
Thinking bout transfering Stroll cause hes been so bad last few races but still having a quick car.. And Tsunoda driving well with the tractor😶‍🌫️
Any tips?
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2023.06.03 07:35 revderrick Tower Defense Scenario went great tonight! Here are my rules, hope you enjoy!

Just had a blast running my group of 5 10th level PCs through this tower (manor) defense for the session. They managed to survive until the 7th round, when their allies arrived to end the scenario in their favor. They had one PC down, another two around 10 hp, two of their Fronts destroyed and a 3rd ready to crumble next round, so things really ended in the nick of time. It took us about 3 hours to run through the 7 rounds. If you wanted to make things easier and quick you could have the allies arrive initially on an earlier round, which they can then speed up with some lucky roles in the Invocation Chamber.
They didn't use the Bolster Defenses action at all. Maybe that should be a move instead of an action? Although maybe it's better as an action to leave for a desperate moment, but add to the healing?
Their manor has a garden hedge surrounding the back yard, so that gave them an extra Front. They also have 50 awakened shrubs that they can form into awakened trees by combining 10 shrubs (or 2 mobs for the scenario) as part of their established manor defenses.
These monsters were all lightning themed, because they're currently being assaulted by the Elemental Prince of Lightning.
Tower Defense Rules
The party has to hold out while reinforcements come in 10 “rounds”. Each round is 5-10 minutes of real time. At the start of each round, a certain number of enemies appear and a special event happens, based on the table below. If enemies “approach” they have to use their first turn only moving and thus get no attack (except for Front 2, which has no approach). If the enemies “appear’ they begin adjacent to the Front and can attack it that turn.
Enemies are either mobs or stompers. Mobs are big groups of small enemies. Stompers are big single brutes. If they survive to the end, they gain a short rest while their allies come to their aid, before the Lightning Prince shows up and a boss fight commences.
Monster don't roll initiative, instead taking action(s) on designated turns. Monsters don’t roll to hit Fronts, just deal auto damage. Roll as normal to hit defenders. All mobs can occupy another creature’s space and vice versa, and the mob can move through any Front w/ 0 hp. The mob has advantage on Strength and Dexterity ability checks and saving throws. Effects that use an area of effect deal double damage to the mob as long as the mob has half of its hit points or more. All mobs are immune to: charmed, frightened, grappled, paralyzed, petrified, prone, restrained, stunned unless it affects an area of creatures.
Any creature that ends its turn in a mob’s area or within 30 feet of the mob and the mob can see it, is targeted by an attack. All defenders grant advantage when outside a defensive Front or within a compromised one.
The house is divided into 5 Fronts (6 if the assault on the basement commences). 1- Front door, 2- North Wall, 3- South Wall, 4- Garden Hedge, 5- East Wall, 6- Basement. When a Front collapses, the monsters gain access beyond it, so to the house for 1, 2 & 5, to the garden for 4, and to the basement for 3. When an area is compromised, all special rooms within are lost. If 3 Fronts fall before reinforcements arrive, the PCs lose the house and the battle.
At the start of the combat, they have all 50 shrubs active, in groups of 5.
Each round, a PC can take following action(s). Most actions take their typical action to use.
Each special room has an ability that can be tapped during the battle:
Monsters (all in groups of 10 unless otherwise noted)
  1. Lil Bolts: AC 12, 50 hp, init 20 & 10; Str 7 (-2), Dex 15 (+2), Con 9 (-1), Int 8 (-1), Wis 7 (-2), Cha 8 (-1) Atk: Nearest Front and any creatures guarding it. +4 (w/ adv if has 25+ hp remaining), 1d4+2 (double if 25+ hp remaining).
  2. Streaks: AC 11, 125 hp, init 10; Str 8 (-1), Dex 12 (+1), Con 12 (+1), Int 9 (-1), Wis 11 (0), Cha 7(-2) Atk: Nearest Front and any creatures guarding it. +3 (+1 per 25 hp), 1d6 lightning (+1d6 per 25 hp)
  3. Strikers: AC 11, 100 hp, init 20; Str 7 (-2), Dex 13 (+1), Con 10 (0), Int 9 (-1), Wis 11 (0), Cha 12(+1) Atk: Nearest Front and any creatures guarding it. +3 (+1 per 25 hp), 2d4 lightning (+1d4 per 25 hp)
  4. Rumblers (Stompers, 1 per group): AC 14, 140 hp, init 10; Str 20 (+5), Dex 11 (0), Con 20 (+5), Int 8 (-1), Wis 6 (-2), Cha 10 (0) Atk: Makes 2 attacks, each can target any Front or creature in range. Melee: +9, 3d8+6. Ranged: 30’, +9, 4d10+6.
Event Table
Round Monsters Special Event
1 1d10 Lil Bolts Bolts approach all Fronts as evenly as possible.
2 1 Lil Bolt per Front; 1d4 Streaks Streaks approach 2 Fronts with fewest Bolts.
3 1 Lil Bolt per Front, 1d4 Streaks,1d4 Strikers Streaks & Strikers approach on 2 weakest Fronts.
4 2d6 Lil Bolts Lil Bolts appear evenly on 2 strongest Fronts
5 N/A An unnerving calm washes over the battle. Defenders make Wisdom saves at DC 12 or gain Frightened condition until end of next turn and cannot move or use special rooms (unless already there).
6 1d4+1 Rumblers Rumblers smash down from the sky, appear on all Fronts evenly.
7 2d6 Lil Bolts Lil Bolts approach 2 weakest Fronts.
8 1d4 Streaks, Strikes, 1 Rumbler New mobs approach location(s) with PCs.
9 2 Lil Bolts per Front, 1 Streak & Strike per Front New mobs attack recklessly.
10 3 Lil Bolts per Front, 1d4 Rumblers All mobs attack recklessly, favoring PCs.
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2023.06.03 07:17 Babycloud20 Top 10 Tips for a Safe and Enjoyable Baby Bathing Experience

Bathing a baby can be a special bonding time and an opportunity to keep them clean and comfortable. Here are some tips to make the bathing experience safe and enjoyable for both you and your baby:

Gather everything you need: Before starting the bath, make sure you have all the necessary supplies within reach. This includes a baby bathtub or a clean sink, mild baby soap and shampoo, a soft washcloth, a towel, a clean diaper, clean clothes, and any other items you may need.

Ensure a safe environment: Make sure the bathing area is warm, free from drafts, and secure. Keep the room temperature comfortably warm and close any windows or doors that may cause drafts. Place a non-slip mat or a towel at the bottom of the baby bathtub or sink to prevent slipping.

Fill the tub with warm water: Fill the baby bathtub or sink with a few inches of warm water. Test the water temperature using your elbow or the inside of your wrist to ensure it is comfortably warm, not too hot or cold.

Undress the baby: Gently undress your baby, leaving the diaper on until the end to prevent any accidents. Wrap your baby in a towel or blanket to keep them warm.

Support the baby's head: When placing your baby in the water, always support their head and neck with one hand. Use your other hand to support their back and bottom. Slowly lower your baby into the tub, keeping a firm grip at all times.

Use mild soap and shampoo: Use a small amount of mild baby soap and shampoo to clean your baby's body and hair. Be careful not to get any soap or water in their eyes. Use a soft washcloth to gently clean their skin, focusing on the folds and creases.

Rinse thoroughly: After washing, make sure to rinse your baby thoroughly with clean water. Use a cup or your hand to pour water gently over their body, avoiding their face.

Dry your baby gently: Lift your baby out of the water and immediately wrap them in a dry towel, covering their head to retain warmth. Pat them dry gently, paying attention to the folds and creases of the skin. Take extra care to dry the diaper area thoroughly.

Dress your baby comfortably: Once your baby is dry, put on a clean diaper and dress them in comfortable clothing. Use clothes that are easy to put on and take off, as this will make dressing your baby easier.

Never leave your baby unattended: Never leave your baby alone in the bath, even for a few seconds. If you need to step away, take your baby with you or have another responsible adult supervise them.

Remember, each baby is unique, so adapt these tips to suit your baby's needs and preferences. Bath time can be a soothing and enjoyable experience for both you and your little one.

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2023.06.03 06:49 Shotta1224 Any lineup advice ? (NMS)

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2023.06.03 06:17 sealskinchanger Sigfryd VI - Deep Breaths

[Shortly After the Great Squid Hunt]
[Listen with headphones for maximum effect]
Deep breath in.
Deep breath out.
Deep breath in...and out again.
Sigfryd rode the winds on jet-black wings. He soared through the skies, with new purpose filling his lungs with every breath. He breathed in and out, tasting the salt on the breeze. He wore the skin of Harwyn, his constant companion through all these years. It was one well-worn, one he knew well. However, it had been so long since he had worn it freely, and without fear.
The white clouds were mountains to him, the greying sky his sea. Each caw was a ritual cry to any who could hear. A new skin was to be worn. A new creature was to join his ranks. He wanted all animals in the Drowned God's creation to hear of it. The congregation was small at first; a few ravens that had joined Harwyn to the spot. However soon more came: gulls, pelicans, other waterfowl. They circled in the sky, patiently waiting. Sigfryd looked down to a small rowboat alone in the Ironman's Bay, floating idly, a limp body lying in it. A dark shadow lay just beneath the waves.
And then he was back.
Deep breath in, deep breath out.
The warg slowly opened his eyes. The time had almost come. He creaked and cracked his bones, stiff from laying on the hard wood. The Farwynd gripped hold of a large fishing net, chock-full of crustaceans of all shapes and sizes. A sacrifice to his new pet. No. Not a pet. This creature was too mighty and majestic to be inferior to the lithe Ironborn man. No, this beast was to be a brother, a companion, unlike Harwyn. He dared to think of it as an equal. In a motion, he held tight to his net and plunged into the brine.
By all that was holy, it was a sight to behold. The skinchanger was pious enough, but he had never been so much a believer as he was now. It was as religious an experience as ever he had felt. To have this kraken-child circle him and behold him with its massive dark was as though he was staring into the dead face of the Drowned God himself. The being of the depths opened all of its arms to him and revealed its great maw, and he released his offering. The lobsters and crabs almost moved towards their doom, as if sensing their noble purpose.
More sea life gathered now. Fish of all shapes and sizes, seals, dolphins, sharks, and even a whale or two. Those he could not see, he felt with his mind. They all knew what was about to be attempted.
Up to the surface, he swam and lay still when his face was above the waves. The clergy of birds above now numbered more than tens, maybe hundreds, circling above. The fish in the sea writhed in the sea, some splashing to the surface, themselves circling the Lord-Consort of the Iron Islands. It was as though he could feel the very heartbeat of the ocean itself. A silent prayer entered his mind. The sea gave its magicks unto him.
He steeled himself as he felt a tentacle touch his back. He reached a hand out and caressed the magnificent creature. His creature. His Lionsbane.
He opened his mind.
Deep breath in.
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2023.06.03 06:09 LRN666 Newish to the game, looking for lineup advice.

Newish to the game, looking for lineup advice.
Any advice?
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2023.06.03 06:02 RxylonOP Chad Mohit Sir

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2023.06.03 05:56 tiredashellalready TIFU by ordrring two burritos.

TIFU. I really messed up in one simple way: forgetting that this particular restaurant sells extremely massive burritos. Burritos bigger than my own head. Burritos so huge that even in highschool, when this restaurant was still a tiny food truck, I couldn't even try to finish one. I am gonna be forced to eat these things all day tomorrow....
I still remember when I first saw the little food truck. Tiny. Innocent looking. And I was in search of good food that isn't the cafeteria slop that are as nutritious as cardboard laid out in the sun.
$12 for a burrito? Not... Terrible of a price but good food costs money and I loved quality, still do.
And then I saw it...
The behemoth. The MONSTER. I couldn't even begin to try to finish it. My small depressed self trying to eat such a massive, flower tortilla wrapped delicious delicacy, filled with rice, beans, pico de gallo, cabbage and more. Practically waiting to explode like a grenade that was over filled with gunpowder and needing only a good tap.
When I got home that day my grandma looked at me concerned before seeing me pull the barely even half eaten creation out from my backpack. I had been nibbling on it all day and barely made a dent. She wouldn't touch it because of her dentures and the irritation rice tended cause her when it slipped underneath.
I remember the name I gave those burritos, "Sumo Wrestler Burritos". Huge, massive, both worth and not worth it. Delicious but full of regret.
When the food truck disappeared I was saddened. I looked everywhere for them but I couldn't find it. I had thought that perhaps they didn't get enough recognition and weren't able to compete with the other businesses. This town is full of tradition. Traditional food. Traditional settings. Traditional old New Mexico.
But then a familiar business popped up, same area but in the abandoned building the food truck usually sat by.
The Giant Skillet.
Oh the food was better than ever. They had tacos, deepfried chili peppers, alcohol, merch, more desserts. They used to only have rice crispy treats that were like a large brick. They still were. They even had sushi and salad bowls. But oh... Oh how could I forget the burritos...
Foolishly, after I got home and was told by my stepdad that he and my mom were gonna go to this restaurant for a date, and asked if I wanted anything for both dinner and tomorrow for work. I was craving a burrito.
I asked for two.
Two burritos.
Like a darn fool I forgot. I forgot the one rule that is known about this restaurant. THE ONE RULE THAT I LEARNED SO LONG AGO.
When they got home I got out my little lunch box and saw them....
Bigger than my head. Heafty. So wide that when I take a bite I might as well have been a small mouse. A humming bird even.
I realized my mistake as memories flooded me of all the times I had to heave one of those burritos back to the high school and all the way home. I swiftly got a cutting board and sliced one in half. Put one half in my lunchbox and the other on a napkin and took it with me to my bedroom where I now sit. And to my horror... I see the mess I left myself in for next to my half burrito was my Nintendo Switch... It was as big as the screen in both width and length.
I am now here. Nibbling away at this monster. Fighting for my life to save my mom from the realization that I had unknowingly caused her to waste $40+ dollars on burritos that I will likely not be able to finish.
I will post a link to the comparison picture in the comments. If allowed. If not you will find it on my profile.
I am full of rice, beans, pico de gallo, cabbage, spices, and flower tortilla. Who knew that regret could taste so good.
I am honestly trying my best to finish it and totally not stalling as I type.
I just hope that this doesn't leave me sick tomorrow. I cannot risk missing work tomorrow because how would I even begin to explain it to my boss?
Oh how far I had fallen...
Like Lucifer, or Icarus, perhaps... perhaps I got cocky. It was what? 8 or 9 years ago since I had one of these? I swear they weren't this big...
They were huge but not... Pyramid Head's great sword huge! Maybe I forgot. Maybe... My frail sanity has finally caught up with me and the past few years truly had shattered my memory even further. Who knows.
What I do know is that I cannot let my mother know that I can't finish this dang thing right now. I'd like state some genuine advice here...
If you happen to find this restaurant. Ever. Do not be like me. Heed the warning.
Do beware, the burritos of this restaurant.
One is enough for the whole family.
I am genuinely trying while trying to not explode before I go to bed. If I survive I'll let you all know if I can.
TL;DR: I ordered two burritos, forgetting that the restaurants burritos are bigger than the League of Legends fan base. Send help.
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2023.06.03 05:29 sariaru_qet-shavaq cat burning brightly

the tatatulaq give this tale to our people, that they might learn something from it...

“You are too full of laughter,” said the rādejut to her daughter Finini, who loved Octopus. “You must leave.” So she became tatatul, and was driven off.
“You are too brash,” said another to Yaq, who loved Coyote, “and your breath smells of wine and stink-grass. Begone.” So he became tatatul, and was driven off.
“You are a coward, always watching from far off,” said another to Always-Looking-East, who loved Owl. “You cannot stay here.” So he became tatatul, and was driven off.
These three met in the forest, where Narathi, who had been tatatul since she was a child, lived. And Narathi loved Raven, oldest and cleverest of all the tricksters. And there, the tatatulaq thought to make sport of one another.
“I can make my eyeballs come out of their sockets and roll around in that walnut tree,” said Always-Looking-East. So he did, and he sent his eyes out of his head and up the tree, where they could see many things like Owl.
Finini laughed at him and replied, “That’s nothing! I can make my arms and legs go in all directions!” And at that, her arms and legs fell off and scrambled up the tree. There, they captured Always-Looking-East’s eyes, one in each hand. The two legs came together and the two arms bounced to meet them, then they ran off into the forest. Finini laughed and laughed, her torso shaking in the scrub. Always-Looking-East was angry, and tried to kick her, but without his eyes he could not see her for he was blind.
Yaq belched (as he often did, for he loved elderberry wine) and the breath of his mouth singed the trees black, and burnt the prairie down to the dirt. And there, not far off, stood Finini’s arms and legs, holding the eyeballs. But in all this, Narathi said nothing. Her mouth did not move, but the trees all around them laughed and the ravens nesting there flew off, taking arms and legs and eyeballs alike into the sky. And as they flew, the ravens shat upon the other three. Always-Looking-East could not dodge them, for he could not see. Finini could not dodge them, for she could not move. And Yaq could have, but did not dodge them - for he was merely dim. From then, they knew who would be the leader among them, and they called that place Mocking Trees Forest.
One day, it came to pass that a great shadow fell across the land. A great shapechanger, a pumonca-queen, Lāvī Kukūgutihu, brought together the cat-folk and eaters of human flesh, and for many days they chased all other beasts from Earth, Sky, and Sea, hunting all those they could follow and eating them alive. These cat-folk knew the hills and plains well, and they were very clever. Many Qet-Šavaq tried to fight them, and all of them died badly. Lāvī Kukūgutihu filled her den with skulls, and decorated her forest with pelts and entrails. When all the animals of the steppe had been chased away, Lāvī took the cat-folk to the edge of Mocking Trees Forest.
“I will not go in there,” said one cat-changer, “for I have seen shadows ripped to shreds in that place!”
“And I will not go in there,” said a second, “for once I was chased around the forest by laughter for fife days, further and further in but never did I see another creature!”
“And I will not go in there,” said a third cat-changer, “for my mate was driven mad by the insects that plague that place - they bit her until her fur was matted with blood, and she scratched herself so badly that she bled all day and night, and she threw herself off the cliffs in frustration. If you go in there, you will go alone.”
Lāvī screamed the caterwaul of the mountain cat at them and said, “Cowards, all of you! I will eat them from their fingers to their hearts!” And so she went into Mocking Trees Forest. Soon the trees echoed with Narathi’s laughter. And as the cat-changers listened more closely (for they have good ears), they could hear the sound of Finini’s arms and legs scuttling through the forest. The eyes of Always-Watching-East followed Lāvī as she padded through the underbrush. And every so often, a bird would shit on her proud fur. In this way, the tatatulaq led the pumonca-queen deep into the forest.
At the center of Mocking Trees Forest, there is a clear and beautiful lake. Yaq sat alone, having drank much elderberry wine, and chewing on stink-grass, his back turned to Lāvī. Without a sound, she sprag at him, but Yaq knew his part. As Kukūgutihu pounced, Finini’s arms tripped the cat, and her legs kicked the cat in the behind. But when Lāvī snarled and whirled, the limbs were scattered with the sound of a splash. But at that moment, Yaq belched.
His breath was very strong, for he had had much wine and stink-grass, and it turned the woods to ashes. It toppled the trees near the pumonca-queen and set her aflame. As the cat lept into the water, Finini’s arms and legs were there to grab hold of her, and Octopus is very strong in the deep waters of the world. As Lāvī Kukūgutihu burned, the ravens laughed from the treetops, and the sound of it made the other cats slink off. For that day, Mocking Trees Forest is also called Cat-Burning-Brightly, and no one has tried to conquer the tatatulaq again.
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2023.06.03 05:29 KoanicSoul Ukraine has allegedly sabotaged Zaporizhia like Chernobyl, to stop Russia and draw NATO in. Biden can't afford another Kabul.

Table of Contents

  1. Russo-China rejects Biden
  2. ZNPP as potential Chernobyl
  3. Biden's Ukraine is desperate enough for scorched-earth tactics
    1. Battle of the Bulge at Bakhmut
    2. Fresh meat
    3. Teixeira leaks
    4. BRICS vs NATO
  4. ZNPP's weak point is diesel fuel
  5. Ukrainian saboteurs caught by ZNPP
  6. BB / Red Skull / Inb4source / Q
    1. BB sent Q
    2. BB warns Zaporizhia is pivotal
    3. RS gives ZNPP sabotage warning
    4. Ukraine HVT: Nuclear tit for tat
    5. Inb4source / Red Skull 4chan posting history
Note: links redacted. See bottom for link to original.


Ukraine has allegedly sabotaged Zaporizhia to melt down like Chernobyl, to stop the Russian invasion and justify NATO peacekeepers.
Here's Biden's plan to avoid another Kabul:

Russo-China rejects Biden

"Don’t underestimate Joe’s ability to fuck things up." – Barack Obama
Clearly we underestimated him. Americans can hardly believe that Biden blew up Nord Stream 2, essentially attacking our colony "ally" Germany. Perhaps they're still reeling from Kabul falling faster than Hanoi.
Normally Russia endeavors to cooperate with the sitting US president. However, Russian state media has begun airing the Hunter Biden laptop images, of Hunter engaged in drugs and pedophilia with preteen girls. This is retaliation for Biden crossing Russia's red line by repeatedly trying to sabotage Zaporizhia Nuclear Power Plant (ZNPP). That's why Russia is willing to assist in the impeachment of a sitting US president, which is obviously an extreme step to take between two countries with enough nukes to blot out the Sun.
Rumor has it that China has also turned on Biden, which would make sense: China's economic backing allows Russia to survive US sanctions. China wants Taiwan, and Russia wants East Ukraine. They would be stupid not to cooperate.

ZNPP as potential Chernobyl

A Redditor explains:
Kawaii-Gopnik Russia really needs that powerplant without any leak, to provide industry of surrounding regions with energy, but very few people understand contexts of the current situation: Soviets built complicated and very well ballanced energy system, including not only NPP, but also cascade of hydro power plants. Donetsk, Dnepr, Zaporozhe and Kharkov regions are just one big power hungry plant. NPP itself is reliant on hydropower and quality of water in Dnepr river. In case of really bad "accident" Russia will forget about development of the newly accuired regions, lack of energy produced by NPP is significant, nearly 30-40%. Accident will affect south of Ukraine with russian majority. It will also be also disaster for ecology of the WHOLE Black Sea. Rose of winds will spread nuclear dust to the West - Poland, Romania, Czechia and further. Nuclear zone will stop russian army from further territorial expansion. This will be border formed by Dnepr and nuclear zones.
The basic facts are documented by the International Atomic Energy Agency (IAEA). Even while shut down, ZNPP needs external power grid or diesel to prevent its reactors from overheating.
Russia controls ZNPP. A nuclear "accident" would give NATO pretext to intervene, so Ukraine keeps trying to cause one.
How bad is this? Well, Chernobyl is in Ukraine. That was a 1k MW reactor. ZNPP has six. It is the 9th largest NPP in the world.
Hopefully the containment response would be much better than Chernobyl's, but that's hardly something to count on during WW3. Russia's nuclear doctrine includes pre-emptive strikes; who knows what they'd do. The USSR nearly launched twice during the Cold War.
Imagine if China assisted Texas in seceding from the USA to rejoin Mexico, and then caused a reactor meltdown at Comanche Peak Nuclear Power Plant when the USA retook it. A lot of Southerners would want to lob a few nukes back at China. They might demand it.
It is foolish to assume WW3 will not happen because it hasn't happened yet. One should look instead at the historical record of continual warfare, and the difficulties in preventing WW3 so far:
Thus one cannot rule out a radiation release 6x as bad as Chernobyl. Not that Ukraine needs anything so dramatic. It merely seeks a pretext to justify direct NATO intervention to "protect" ZNPP. A small leak will suffice.
Even if there is a major radiation leak, it will occur in Russian-annexed separatist territory, and help Ukraine defend her new border. Scorched earth is a valid tactic, whether the fire is conventional or nuclear. Ukraine survived Chernobyl and knows it can survive ZNPP too.

Biden's Ukraine is desperate enough for scorched-earth tactics

Battle of the Bulge at Bakhmut

"We have been working on the counter-offensive with Ukraine for 4-5 months." – Victoria Nuland
Why is Ukraine so desperate?
Ukraine depends on NATO aid to fight Russia. NATO aid depends on Democrat willingness. Democrat willingness depends on US public support. Therefore the illusion must be maintained to the American public that Ukraine is winning. For this reason, Ukraine has committed its reserves to a costly failed counter-offensive. Bakhmut fell regardless.
James A. Donald summarizes the strategic picture:
So, bright new plan. "The Greatest Ukrainian Offensive". The Ukraine would build up a big reserve of fresh troops, then suddenly hurl large chunks of them at particular points on the front. They would, the Americans planned, cut through a point in the front lines, penetrate to Russian rear areas, wreak havoc on those areas, and force Russian troops in danger of being encircled to hastily retreat from territory that had been slowly gained at enormous cost in grinding attritive warfare. I do not know how big the Ukrainian strategic reserve was, but if it was two hundred fifty thousand, they have now committed most of them to grinding attritive warfare, and cupboard is looking as bare of men as it is of artillery and rockets.
The USA expected to break Russia economically; China's economic support prevented that. Despite PMC Wagner's heartfelt complaints, Russia is unlikely to run out of convicts anytime soon. Russia is rotating divisions through Ukraine, seasoning reservists for a looming WW3. Russia's historical appetite for losses is much higher than its current losses. This is essentially a civil war, and the Russia bear considers being carved up an existential threat. By underestimating Russia's resolve, NATO is repeating the error of Napoleon and Hitler.
Despite having plenty of weapons, Ukraine's military manpower is exhausted and demoralized. Raw conscripts are thrown at the front lines with minimal training. Medvedev predicts that the Ukraine will cease to exist; half its people have already fled.
Anonymous Sat 27 May 2023 04:59:49 No.428438077 Report 428437208 Yeah, the killing has been excessive since they pretty much destroyed 95% of Azov fags and assorted true believers in the first 200k dead, now they overshot it by 100%. About 12% of the non-Russian speaking population's prime military aged men in Ukraine are dead or crippled. 12-20% of the same demographic has fled the country. It's over, desu. They are seeing much more of the polish and romanian mercs now, since they literally lack the manpower.
Western mass media wrongly assumes that Russia is losing because it does not take the entirety of Ukraine in a blitz, as the USA did to Iraq. However, Russia does not want West Ukraine; the people there do not like Russians. Russia has captured the territory it wants, and is now using the rest of Ukraine as a kettle or cauldron, in which to conveniently destroy whatever NATO wishes to send. This is a good way for Russia to gradually learn how to fight NATO armies in a low-risk environment.
The Spartans had a rule never to war too often against the same enemy, lest they train up a nemesis. It was foolish of NATO to believe that Russia had forgotten the lessons of attrition warfare that it learned so recently in Afghanistan.
Nehming Names 9h Russia's prudent caution in directly engaging the West is bringing dividends in perhaps unexpected ways. Russia is gaining strategic knowledge of the actual capabilities and weaknesses of our weapon systems and military tactics, with our supply of munitions draining to militarily unsustainable levels, as it engages allied forces in Ukraine. Russia is aware of the continuing progress of the Great Awakening in the West, that is, the knowledge that Western governments, military, and institutions are run by an elite hostile to their heritage populations, and therefore expects to see declining support of Western governments by their citizens. Russia can also see the precipitous decrease in every societal metric in the West: social cohesiveness, general morality, public health, financial stability, military readiness, etc.With these three degradative processes in play, the most strategic thing Russia and China can do is to bide their time, as time itself will act to sap the strength of the West to militarily engage their foes.

Fresh meat

Russian conquest of Kiev would air Biden's dirty laundry to the world, from Burisma kickbacks to pedophilic field trips and worse. This would result in US "regime change". A distant Chernobyl is a small price to pay, for top Democrats to avoid the hangman's noose.
Poland is itching to invade. Victoria Nuland is scheduling NATO air exercises. USAF propaganda asserts that Russia's air force is a joke. The question is, do Americans still believe Biden's false prophets of victory?
If not, they just need a little "encouragement": 9/11, Gulf of Tonkin, Pearl Harbor, Lusitania, Remember the Maine… Keep those rural Whites busy lest they make trouble at home!
Most Americans cannot find Ukraine on a map. (To be fair, it hasn't been on the map very long.) However, the architects of Biden's Ukraine policy, such as Victoria Nuland, Jake Sullivan, Antony Blinken and George Soros, tend to have grandparents of Eastern European origin. I am sure for them it feels important. There's no place like home.
A Redditor explains:
tinglevibestoo I listened to a former CIA agent talk about Ukraine the other day. He said that Ukraine is running out of time. It's not that they don't have the weapons. We've sent them a ton of weapons. It's that they don't have enough troops and they're running low on troops. That's how Russia will win. Ukraine can't sustain the manpower. It totally makes sense to use a nuclear false flag as a reason to bring in the extra manpower. Everyone would deem it justified too because it's a threat to the neighboring nations and it'd be an environmental (climate change) catastrophe.

Teixeira leaks

Some will bring up the US intelligence leaks by Jack Teixeira to support the idea that Russia rather than Ukraine is desperate. Unlike Snowden, Teixeiera was obviously a major security risk for patriotically-motivated leaking, with numerous red flags in his previous and ongoing behavior. Therefore Teixeira was probably a deliberate leak by US intelligence, using a patsy to generate the initial leak and then add whatever extra info they wanted released in the resulting confusion.
Teixeira's leaks served several purposes for the Biden administration:
Most importantly, it mitigated the potential political fallout from another catastrophe like Kabul, should Kiev fall.
The 4chan leaker BB/Inb4source asserts Teixeira was a patsy.


The foundation of the US empire is the petrodollar, which allows the USA to tax the world via digital debt seignorage. This is why the creation of BRICS as an independent financial and trading system rendered war between NATO and BRICS inevitable, as Kim Dotcom predicted. The US republic is a thalassocratic empire as arrogant as democratic Athens, and it is addicted to financial plunder. The Empire cannot afford to lose the USD's reserve currency status.
Reserve currencies and empires both have lifespans, and the USA has reached the end of both. It is at the stage where hubristic foreign misadventures prove fatal, and Ukraine and Taiwan will prove too much for the American eagle to handle. This is no longer WW2; the USA cannot win a two-front war against BRICS.
That is why Biden's NATO is desperate; the Empire is unravelling as the European Union and other allies such as Turkey and India lose their faith in NATO.
The fact that none of this is common knowledge speaks volumes about who controls public schools and owns mass media corporations.

ZNPP's weak point is diesel fuel

The situation at ZNPP is tenuous and grim, workers report:
Europe’s largest nuclear power station is on the frontline of the Ukraine war. SkyNews Twitter
The fact that the backup diesel reactors have not been maintained is particularly concerning, considering they have already been used 7 times.
UN nuclear chief raises alarm over Ukraine’s Zaporizhzhia plant Al Jazeera
Ukraine keeps trying to force a crisis at ZNPP to justify NATO intervention. In other words, Ukraine keeps shelling ZNPP to cut the one power line that still connects it to the grid.
This is extremely dangerous, external power is required for reliable cooling of the reactors and pools containing spent nuclear waste. Western media spent months last year pretending Kiev wasn’t shelling ZNPP.
Notice that the Russian side keeps ZNPP connected to the power grid, while the Ukrainian side pretends it cannot until the Russian invasion ends:
As you can see, Ukraine is not interested in being reasonable. Russia is happy to leave the NPP free of heavy military equipment, but Ukraine demands the removal of all troops and landmines from ZNPP as well. That would leave the plant undefended, which is obviously unacceptable.
(This is how perverse incentives work. A little ally with nothing to lose can start a world war. It's almost like dividing the world into two hostile nuclear alliances is a bad idea.)
When ZNPP loses external power, huge diesel generators automatically switch on to keep the reactors cool. How much diesel does this consume? Truckloads per day:
Anonymous Sat 27 May 2023 05:18:50 No.428439721 Report Quoted By: >>428463646 428436425 Still easy to transport diesel enough to keep them going In what? If NATO ops and Mercs are sabotaging trucks coming in, what do you think they are gonna carry diesel in to the plant? Is Russia gonna pack in rotopack Jerry cans on their back. Fill a truck up with 5 gallon cans and hope they make it past the snipers and sabotage? Do you have any clue how much fuel those big generators suck down in a day? Those generators to run the plants during shut down or failures are huge 500kw or bigger they are the size of whole 18 wheeler trailers. Those things will drink 50 gallons an hour. You gonna haul in 2.5 gallon rotopacks one at a time to keep it going?
Nuclear power plants have tough shielding. Allegedly the diesel generators are hidden underground. However, the diesel fuel supply is still vulnerable.
Normally the diesel generators have enough fuel for 10 days. However, ZNPP's diesel stockpile recently dipped to 4 days, according to 4chan leaker Inb4source.

Ukrainian saboteurs caught by ZNPP

On May 27, Ukraine accused Russian of planning to cause a leak at ZNPP:
OSINTdefender The Main Directorate of Intelligence for Ukraine has announced that the Russian Military is preparing for Large-Scale Provocation in the coming hours at the Zaporizhzhia Nuclear Power Plant in Southern Ukraine that will reportedly Simulate an “Accident” at the Plant causing the Emergency Leak of Radioactive Substances which will be Blamed on Ukrainian Forces.
Then Russia announced it had caught saboteurs (presumably Ukrainian) in ZNPP's city:
Saboteurs who were preparing terrorist attacks on the NPP were detained in Energodar. They had with them maps and schematics of the nuclear power plant with marks for strikes that could lead to a nuclear catastrophe. The suspects are involved in collecting and transmitting information about the facilities of the Zaporozhye NPP on the instructions of the Ukrainian authorities. To communicate with the curators, they used foreign satellite systems, as well as foreign weapons for strikes and equipment for conducting reconnaissance and sabotage activities.
Enerhodar is the city that contains the ZNPP: See Enerhodar Wikipedia
Some object that the footage is "staged". Of course it is staged. The primary consumer of the helmet-cam footage is Russian military intelligence. The evidence shot was staged for their benefit. The short edited video that was released to the public has distorted voices, and avoids showing any faces. Thus even if the footage is authentic, it is still "staged".
The ZNPP maps displayed in the video don't appear to match the announcement text. The maps could simply show where diesel fuel trucks need to go. Russia does not wish to advertise the specific nature of ZNPP's vulnerability.
The saboteurs appear to be 3-man team, equipped with 3 rifles and 3 NLAW missile launchers.
The saboteurs had 5 frag grenades. Normally soldiers carry 2 or 3 grenades, but heavy weapons soldiers don't have to. The three smooth grenades are RGD-5s, a cheap outdated Russian model. The Russian troops removed the fuses from the grenades on the evidence table to avoid unpleasant surprises.
Some object that Ukrainian saboteurs wouldn't be so careless as to have printouts of the reactor map. However, the saboteurs' presence in Enerhodar already makes their target obvious. Presumably multiple teams were sent to intercept Russian diesel shipments.
The Enerhodar saboteurs would've been notified when satellites spotted their target. Until then, they should hide in the safehouse behind blackout curtains to avoid detection. The fact that these saboteurs were caught napping suggests a degree of incompetence, compared to other teams who presumably either avoided detection or fought back. One can assume that Ukrainian specops have suffered extreme casualties.

BB / Red Skull / Inb4source / Q

BB sent Q

Qanon has lost a tremendous amount of popularity, as patriots grew disillusioned with the slow pace of the promised Great Awakening. They did not understand that Q is subordinate to a higher power with an agenda that does not necessarily include their survival.
Q aimed to help Trump save the USA. Q was sent by "Burning Bush", whose agenda is judging humanity, on the eve of WW3 and runaway de-terraforming. BB's personas started posting to 4chan's pol by 2016, whereas Q started in October 2017. (4chan is like the wild west of the Web: The world's spooks congregate there to exchange intelligence.)
BB goes by several nicknames; he began posting anonymously as "Inb4source" in 2016. A recent message implies the USA/Israel is Babylon the Great, and God (meaning him) has returned to judge her:
The world has turned it's back on *od now *od Is turning His back on the world. He Who Lets has been REMOVED. THE ANGEL OF DEATH HAS COME THE HARVEST OF THE TARES HAS BEGUN. And after these things I saw another angel come down from heaven, having great power; and the earth was lightened with his glory. (Earthquake Lights) And he cried mightily with a strong voice, saying, Babylon the great is fallen, is fallen, and is become the habitation of devils, and the hold of every foul spirit, and a cage of every unclean and hateful bird. For all nations have drunk of the wine of the wrath of her fornication, and the kings of the earth have committed fornication with her, and the merchants of the earth are waxed rich through the abundance of her delicacies. And I heard another voice from heaven, saying, Come out of her, my people, that ye be not partakers of her sins, and that ye receive not of her plagues. For her sins have reached unto heaven, and God hath remembered her iniquities. Reward her even as she rewarded you, and double unto her double according to her works: in the cup which she hath filled fill to her double. How much she hath glorified herself, and lived deliciously, so much torment and sorrow give her: for she saith in her heart, I sit a queen, and am no widow, and shall see no sorrow. (nothing ever happens) Therefore shall her plagues come in one day, death, and mourning, and famine; and she shall be utterly burned with fire: for strong is the Lord God who judgeth her. And the kings of the earth, who have committed fornication and lived deliciously with her, shall bewail her, and lament for her, when they shall see the smoke of her burning, inb4source
BB claims responsibility for the historical pendulum swinging rightward, via figures such as Elon Musk. His method of influence is the butterfly effect.
"Burning Bush" claims to be God. One can think of him as the God of the Old Testament, or as a pagan god like Zeus, or as merely a transcendent extraterrestrial. However, he also claims to inhabit a human-looking body, lives on a ranch in the USA, has children, caught COVID19, etc.
Whatever one's theology, the relevant portion of BB's message is that the USA did not sufficiently embrace the opportunity offered by Q. Anyone who has read the Old Testament knows what happens next: Ignore the prophet, reap the consequences. Thus Q's slogan "Nothing Can Stop What Is Coming" should be understood in the Biblical sense, like Noah's flood: The Ark is optional.
(As far as I know, Q is still posting to Truth Social. I don't follow that site.)
Paul Furber is the chief priest of BB. Before that, he was a major early proponent of Q. See Furber's book for many verifiable examples of fulfilled predictions and proven scoops.
BB normally identifies himself by the unique image hash of his burning bush picture. (Nobody can generate that hash unless they possess the original image.) However, BB also posts as an anon users nickname "Red Skull", for his signature images of red skulls. As Red Skull, BB avoids the extravagant Biblical claims of BB, but the style and modus operandi and interests are obviously the same – as are his implied godlike powers.
I recommend focusing on facts and trying to prevent nuclear WW3, rather than getting hung up on theology. BB is not asking anyone to worship him or sacrifice chickens. He does prescribe prayer and a life of action governed by virtue.
I certainly do not recommend taking everything anonymous spooks say at face value. If you are, like most people, unable to think in shades of gray between binary true and false, this essay is above your reading level.

BB warns Zaporizhia is pivotal

BB has repeatedly warned that keeping Zaporizhia intact is critical to the survival of NATO citizenry:
the Ukrainians attacking the Nuclear Power station in the hands of the Russians spewing radiation over enough territory that the Russians will turn Kiev into a furnace.
– BB 2022-9-24
Find other warnings by searching for keyword "nuclear".
Those who find it difficult to believe that nuclear weapons would be used in WW3 as in WW2 should note that COVID19 is already a bioweapon WMD deployed for WW3.

RS gives ZNPP sabotage warning

On the morning of May 27, BB's persona Red Skull leaked that NATO specops had sabotaged external power to ZNPP.
His scenario is plausible and severe enough to warrant investigation.
Here are relevant posts, datestamped 2023 May 27 0300-0500:
it's a little less than ten days… Until Nato SpecOps melt down the Uke Nuke plant and blames it on you.
He continues:
Nato SpecOps have sabotaged power to the nuke plant. As of this posting, 6 days of diesel fuel remain to provide power to pumps to cool the plant and spent fuel pool. Diesel shipments are being targeted and terminated.
He adds:
So now I need to tell you Russia intends a pre emptive strike if nuclear capable F16's are delivered.
On the evening of May 27, Red Skull updated:
Doesn't look good at Nuke Plant. Russia has 4 days to get more fuel to the generators. They are working on clearing a flight path. Ukraine will try to stop them on orders of U.S. Uniparty.
Sounds like a severe leak, to lose 2 days of fuel in under 24 hours.

Ukraine HVT: Nuclear tit for tat

On 28 May Red Skull asserted that:
Red Skull approved of this anon's summary:
Nuclear warheads that USA/UK sent. Specifically for the purpose of being exploded in Ukraine. The false flags will never stop until all out WW3 is declared, or until you root out the pedophile demon cult that is running the show and sending you monkeys to war. War for really no good reason at this point. The cities are destroyed, just withdraw. Ukraine is a kettle right now, a kill box. Do you understand what that means? And it was created on purpose.
On May 30, Putin announced that Russia had destroyed the Ukrainian military intelligence headquarters. Photos confirm the damage.
Intelligence chief Kyrylo Oleksiyovych Budanov may have died in the strike.

Inb4source / Red Skull 4chan posting history

Inb4source has posted on 4chan since 2016, but he doesn't always use an image hash identifier, making it impossible to verify the identity of all of his early posts. As his popularity grew, others began adopting his catchphrase ">inb4source".
18016 posts on pol contain ">inb4source".
The first page of results suggests Inb4source is a pro-Trump military intelligence officer. He began posting in Aug 2016, before Trump's inauguration.
Another early Inb4source catchphrase is "I AM The Source." This has a double meaning, both theological and journalistic.
The catchphrase doesn't appear in every Inb4source post. Searching for it yields 437 results, too many of which are irrelevant results.
Searching for both phrases together yields 50 results that look to be mostly legitimate. One could then search for additional posts by each unique ID from a session.
Searching for image hashes is a reliable method of ID verification, assuming no one else has the image. I know of two such images that Inb4source/BB uses: both are red skulls, giving him the nickname RS.
RS just announced that his devices (phone, computers) have been compromised, casting doubt on the legitimacy of future RS posts. This may be a response to my publication of his warnings regarding Zaporizhia onto Reddit and Gab; the timing is suspicious. I first mentioned Inb4source on Reddit 7 days ago, and Red Skull on Gab yesterday (as of morning June 3). I do not know of any other analysts writing about him or connecting him to his BB persona.
When evaluating his warnings and predictions, remember that publishing info about ongoing events can affect the outcome, and is often intended to do so. Unlike the concept of Biblical prophecy, the future is mostly probabilistic. However, he is certainly good at scooping the news.
Someone else can do an in-depth Q-proof style analysis of his accuracy; my focus here is Zaporizhia.
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