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2023.03.25 17:24 AlexMikkelsen Aurora and God: Religious analysis

Aurora and God: Religious analysis
\"She is definetly not Christian\"
Such a comment to the lyrics from the album The Gods We Can Touch is given by one of the users of the Genius website. This is not the first time Aurora has touched on the topic of religion in songs, and I would like to analyze and find out exactly what Aurora wants to say, and whether the statement given in the commentary is true. By myself, there can be no question of any objectivity: the human heart is a mystery, the analysis is based on scraps of information, besides, nothing prevents me from wishful thinking. I also hope that I do not violate personal space and do not cause inconvenience. If so, then I apologize.
This article was not originally written in English, and Aurora's quotes were used in translation. I tried to find the original quotes and links to them as best I could, but this was not always possible. So some quotations suffered minor distortions in double translation and are given without link .
Bible quotations are given in various translations that seemed appropriate to me.
***
Let's start with Queendom. In it, Aurora positions herself as the protector and patroness of all the oppressed and disadvantaged, she wants to create a place where they will all be fine, for which she is even ready to sacrifice herself. The references start already with the name: Queendom is a kingdom in which the ruler is a queen, not a king. The phrase: "My Queendom come" is a modified quotation from the prayer known as the Lord's Prayer. In the English version, one of the lines sounds like: "Thy kingdom come." Aurora clearly puts herself in a divine place, saying - "My kingdom will come". Not only that - she "made this Queendom on my own".
"I will be your lamb" - The lamb is sacrificed in many religions. It is distinguished by extremely calm behavior during this process, which is why it became the personification of meekness and humility. And this very lamb is one of the images of Jesus Christ (“Behold! The Lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world!” (John 1:29). Already interesting. More to come.
Not so last supper
Heathens. Pagans, barbarians. Formally, this song is dedicated to Persephone, but “mother without a heart”, about which Aurora sings, is more like the personification of nature, into whose arms people fell from paradise. The highlight of this song is the chorus:
That is why we live like heathens
Stealing from the trees of Eden
Living in the arms of freedom
And everything we touch is evil
That is why we live like heathens
It would seem that Aurora regrets that we have lost paradise and are now forced to live like Heathens, without clear guidelines, and spoil everything we can reach. But no - Aurora boasts of this, and the line about evil is nothing more than sarcasm. Through it comes the image of Christians, who, in turn, have the image of Heathens - as unwashed barbarians who, being not enlightened by Christianity, create only lawlessness ("We're guided by the lust..."). It can be assumed that in the second verse, Aurora is referring to Eve, as it was mentioned that the song is “very inspired by women … It’s an ode to women” (https://genius.com/Aurora-heathens-lyrics).
Moreover, Aurora sings: “We fell from the sky with grace”, while the phrase “to fall from grace” is commonly used as a synonymous with sin. And thus, according to Aurora, having left paradise, we did not lose grace, but, on the contrary, gained it. God did not give people love in paradise, and He Himself remained there, behind the clouds, but Mother Nature is ready to accept her children as they are.
In one of the interviews, Aurora was asked about the meaning that she herself puts into the Heathens song. She confirmed that this meaning is there, but she does not want to reveal it. Of course, you can't be absolutely sure, but personally I think that the main message of the Heathens song may be related to sexuality.
More specifically, Aurora covers this topic in Innocent.
"It's the wildest song on the album, I think. I imagine all these people dancing naked around a fireplace. That's very innocent. Our bodies are very pure, beautiful things and it's a shame that we've managed to make it something not pure. It's the sexualisation of innocent things that makes the world dangerous.”
https://aurora-aksnes.fandom.com/wiki/The_Innocent#cite_note-1
And now a quote that will shock the conservative public:
“A long, long time ago, Eve took a bite of a forbidden apple hanging from the tree of evil and good. In her act of doing so, she granted humans free will; I just think that is very beautiful, and I wanted to honour her and women like her, who little by little granted us freedom in this world. A freedom to live as we please, to explore and taste. I think life should be lived in all of its colours, and that is why we live like heathens.
https://www.abc.net.au/triplej/news/musicnews/aurora-new-single-heathens-mini-movie-the-gods-we-can-touch/13660738
Aurora again opposes herself to God, opposes His limitations.
This is an ode to feminine divinity, it’s not always easy to find your place in this world made for men, as a woman. To find yourself. To learn that you are a source of life, of power, craft, thought, and love. Not only a vessel.
https://genius.com/Aurora-the-woman-i-am-lyrics
With this last phrase, Aurora may be criticizing the apostle Peter, who compared a woman to "the weaker vessel" (1 Peter 3:7).
It is clear that Aurora is not a Christian, but then what does she believe in?
“Humanity has needed religion throughout its history, but Christians created many male images and started burning witches. Moreover, the Greek gods were closer to people and made quite human mistakes - the same ones for which we so often condemn ourselves. Even Gods make mistakes, what can we say about us? If we were not worshiping Gods, but nature and ourselves, it would make much more sense.”
It turns out that the gods that we can touch are still not the ancient Greek pantheon, but people and nature.
HOW DO APPROACH THAT WHEN SOMEONE’S PRAISING YOU ALMOST LIKE A GODDESS? I feel like it’s ok as long as they remember to praise themselves as a god and a goddess as well. I think of myself, my own body, as a goddess but I also think of you as a goddess and you as a god [points at photographer].
https://www.tmrwmagazine.com/features/music/aurora-the-goddess
It turns out that Aurora is a Heathen - she lives as she wants and worships what she wants.
But here an unexpected turn takes place in our story - in two songs from the new album, Aurora prays. In the sense that she addresses God directly, talking about everything that we have just mentioned. The texts are worth reading in their entirety.
The Devil is Human
[Intro] Father, don't blame us for trying to live For trying to love, for wanting more Father, don't blame us for trying to bleed Like real human beings and nothing more [Verse 1] Why did you dress our pleasure up as greed? While you're limiting our love, taking sunlight from the seed? Why did you give us hearts we don't understand Like an apple in our hand that you'll never let us have? [Pre-Chorus] And I hear you don't like it I don't care if you don't [Chorus] Father, don't blame us for trying to live For trying to love, for wanting more Father, don't blame us for trying to bleed Like real human beings and nothing more [Verse 2] Oh, do you еnvy how I'm free? How the life in me is rеal, running barefoot through the fields? Oh, does it hurt how I don't look at you with fear? Do you like to watch me kneel, 'cause the way it makes you feel? [Pre-Chorus] And I hear you don't like it I don't care if you don't [Chorus] Father, don't blame us for trying to live For trying to love, for wanting more Father, don't blame us for trying to bleed Like real human beings and nothing more
[Outro] You can burn the skin I live in But you cannot burn the witch away
You keep me crawling
[Verse 1] If I keep, if I keep forgiving Maybe I'll believe that you never meant for life to hurt for me Maybe I'll recover if you'd set me free [Pre-Chorus] But why does it make me feel like I am weak and small? Why do I keep begging like the animal? Maybe it's because I need to serve someone [Chorus] So you keep me crawling on my knees Oh, you keep me crawling on my knees Oh, you keep me crawling on my knees Lord, you keep me crawling on my knees Lord, you keep me crawling on my knees Lord, you keep me crawling Oh, you keep me crawling Lord, you keep me crawling, mmm
[Verse 2]
If I keep, if I keep confessing Maybe I'll believe that you never meant for love to hurt for me Maybe you could feel a little sympathy [Pre-Chorus] But why do I make you feel like you are big and strong? Why do you keep hunting like an animal? Maybe it's because you need to own someone [Chorus] So, you keep me crawling on my knees Oh, you keep me crawling on my knees Oh, you keep me crawling on my knees Lord, you keep me crawling on my knees Lord, you keep me crawling on my knees Lord, you keep me crawling Lord, you keep me crawling Lord, you keep me crawling Lord, you keep me crawling Lord, you keep me crawling on my knees [Outro] If I stop, if I stop believing maybe you will see Giving in to love should never hurt for me Giving in to love should set me free
Strongly. It's like Rammstein's Zeig Dich. What do I see here? Insolence? Yes. Theomachism? Yes. What's under them? And beneath them is pain.
In the Old Testament there is one of the most obscure books of the Bible - the Book of Job. It tells about a successful man named Job, who lost almost everything: children, property, health. In the religious view of that time, misfortunes that happened to a person were a punishment for sins, and a disease called leprosy served as a sign of special divine displeasure. But in the case of Job, there was one small problem - he did nothing wrong. There was nothing to punish him for, so all the misadventures of Job did not fit into the religious ideas of that time.
And Job began to ask. No, not even to ask - to demand an explanation from God. Job's friends came and began to hint that he was wrong, and let him better search for what God was punishing him for. But Job was relentless. As a result, God appears, tells him that everything is not as simple as it seems, and accuses his friends of "have not spoken of Me what is right" as Job, to whom everything that was lost was more or less returned. As a result, the one who was daring turned out to be justified, and not those who piously pacified him. Job was wrong in many ways, but he was honest and said “You” to God. Friends were coldly pious and spoke of God in the third person.
And Aurora doesn't say "your God", she says "You".
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Apparently Aurora grew up in a religious environment. Oddly enough, Norway is quite a religious country. Most believers are Lutherans.
Bergen is part of the so-called "Bible Belt", like in USA - a territory with a relatively strong Christian influence.
Bible Belt
Aurora was baptized, and at about fourteen or fifteen years old, like many Norwegians, she was confirmed. This is a tradition, and besides, teenagers agree to this because they are given a holiday and gifts for confirmation.
https://preview.redd.it/fes92qudbwpa1.png?width=807&format=png&auto=webp&s=fac465b76d1b8c6f1cb21cdd6516cdbda658d20a
In the worldview of Aurora, the Christian God is seen as a strict overseer, limiting freedom, depriving of joys. It is possible that it was the conservative, strongly Christian environment that influenced the formation of such an image. And it is against such a god that Aurora rebels. She is not a Satanist - she fights not against good, but against evil, the bearer of which she sees the Christian God.
At the same time, at times, Aurora generally doubts His existence.
And if there is a God, would we even know his name?
And if there is a God, I think he would shake his head And turn away

And if there is a God, would he then believe in us? And if there is a God, I think he can’t hear all of us
Belong to us all Be God in the shape of a girl
Infections of a Different Kind
Like you were given your faith Before there was made a God
Blood in the Wine
It is possible that, not seeing God in this world, Aurora is trying on her own to fill the place that He should occupy. Perhaps, in Queendom, she puts herself in the place of God, not because He cannot cope, but because Aurora doubts that He exists.
Thanks to my mom and dad, thanks to my grandmother, Jesus and the devil - everyone.
https://youtu.be/AMFfzKwAIB0?t=1460
Aurora twice sang the Christmas song Det hev ei rose sprunge, which praises the birth of Christ.
https://youtu.be/5rVCpwHjRJ0
From Victoria's stories, you can also learn that Aurora also became the godmother for her nephew.
https://preview.redd.it/ak0fu6mtbwpa1.png?width=607&format=png&auto=webp&s=e58de5d42ea0fcee65fe32a16dc3cbce67a40a90
Familiar religious phrases, familiar songs, familiar culture. But she does not have confidence - Aurora does not accept, but does not completely reject the religious question.
***
We found out that formally Aurora is not a Christian, although she is baptized and calmly broadcasts elements of Christian culture. You could even say that she invented her own religion for herself. Let's call it "Aurorianity", and then analyze and compare it with Christianity, in which it was born.
In Aurorianity, the supreme Creator God is in an indefinite status: He either does not exist, or His existence is permissible, but in this case it is an evil guardian God who restricts the freedom of people and does not allow them to rejoice. Pagan deities like the ancient Greek pantheon are, rather, nothing more than myths and images. The real gods are people and nature.
The main goal of Aurorianity is love.
And i think we exist for love. Because we are capable of love and being loved. And it makes us so beautiful.
https://youtu.be/5I8Y0i_tOWk?t=1931
Love also includes bodily relationships and is an important part of it. The body is not something sinful and evil.
I want us to not feel ashamed and to not bring shame into the world and not anywhere close to our bodies. It could be so simple and so good. It could be natural. Because it’s a gift in this world! Love and physical touch. It’s just beautiful. It’s so sad to turn something so beautiful into something evil. I strongly disagree with that.
https://fastforward-magazine.de/aurora-to-beg-for-forgiveness-just-for-being-born-its-very-absurd/
By the way, due to the perception of the Old Testament God as a source of evil, Aurora's ideas could be attributed to Gnosticism, but unlike Aurora, Gnostics consider everything material to be evil and imperfect.
Aurora believes in the existence of the afterlife, but does not know exactly what it is, except that it is good there.
Even though we can't know for sure. I feel like you're out there somewhere. In a place some call paradise.
(to whom these words, published in 2020, are dedicated, I don’t know)
Life is change. Transformation. And growth. I feel like it might not ever end, even after death.
There are no specific sacraments or rituals in Auroranity: everything happens spontaneously, in the form of a game, often turning into magic.
On special days like that [Beaver moon] I like to keep all my windows open in my apartment because I feel like there is something magical going on in the air. And I also like to put my favorite jewelries in a box with water and put them outside, and let them kind of… I don't know if it works, but it feels magical to me to let them kind of soak in the moon magic.
https://youtu.be/uA52RlxqM_4?t=610
People are not created to be perfect, they are beautiful even with all the shortcomings in themselves.
I think it’s very rooted in us, that what makes us human is evil, and we have to distance ourselves from the human in us and approach this perfect God, who we can never become as perfect as. Because we are not meant to be perfect. And I find our obsession with perfection very disturbing.
https://fastforward-magazine.de/aurora-to-beg-for-forgiveness-just-for-being-born-its-very-absurd/
***
And now let's compare the religion of Aurora and Christianity, or to be more precise, find something in common.
CAREFULLY! FURTHER THE RELIGIOUS PROPAGANDA BEGINS!
So, in Christianity, God is one, and He definitely exists, although this question belongs to the category of faith, and cannot be proven in principle.
This God is definitely kind. But, interestingly, even among Christians, ideas about Him differ and often He looks like the god of Aurora.
Maxim Gorky "Childhood":
I realized very early that my grandfather had one god, and my grandmother had another. It was clear to me that everything obeys this God (grandmothers): people, dogs, birds, bees and grasses; He was equally kind to everything on earth, equally close...

Grandma's God was understandable to me and not terrible. It was simply impossible to hide anything from this good God. And, it seems, there was not even a desire to hide ...
Another thing was with Grandpa's God. Telling me about the irresistible power of God, He always and above all emphasized its cruelty: behold, people have sinned and are drowned; they have sinned again and are burned, their cities are destroyed; behold, God punished people with famine and pestilence, and He is always a sword over the earth, a scourge for sinners.

Of course, I am rudely expressing that childish difference between the gods, which, I remember, anxiously divided my soul, but my grandfathers God aroused fear and hostility in me: he did not love anyone, followed everything with a strict eye, he, first of all, sought and saw in man is evil, evil, sinful. It was clear that he did not trust a person, was always waiting for repentance and liked to punish. And grandfather was as cruel and harsh as his God.

All that was the best and brightest of all that surrounded me was the God of my grandmother, such a dear friend to all living things. And, of course, I could not help but be disturbed by the question: how is it that grandfather does not see the good God?
In Aurorianity, people are gods, but in Christianity?
I said, “You are gods, And all of you are children of the Most High.
Psalm 82:6
God created man as an animal that was commanded to become God.
St. Basil the Great
The deified one will by grace be the same as God, except for identity in essence.
Maximus the Confessor
Suddenly. We have already seen this somewhere. Every person is a god with a small letter. Actually, the ultimate goal of humanity from the point of view of Christianity is to reach the level of divinity of God, Who is with a capital letter. And here Aurora is right - it is impossible for a person to do this, and excessive self-digging will not lead to anything good. But for this Christ came: having become a man, He gave man the opportunity to become God.
People are created in the image of God, although it was planned in the image and likeness. As a result, there is an image, but likeness - everyone is different. And likeness is love.
Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I have become sounding brass or a clanging cymbal. And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, but have not love, it profits me nothing.
1 Corinthians 13:1
God is not just, He is infinitely higher than justice: He is the madness of love, constantly descending into the hell of our being in order to resurrect us. Each of us is a worker of the eleventh hour, from whom nothing is required but an outburst of trust and hope.
Olivier Clement
For God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son, that everyone who believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life.
John 3:16
A new commandment I give you: Love one another. As I have loved you, so you also must love one another.
John 13:34
Moreover, what is interesting, and, in my opinion, very important - love is much more valuable than the ritual side. And it showed up even in the Old Testament.
Bring no more futile sacrifices; Incense is an abomination to Me. The New Moons, the Sabbaths, and the calling of assemblies— I cannot endure iniquity and the sacred meeting. Your New Moons and your appointed feasts My soul hates; They are a trouble to Me, I am weary of bearing them. When you spread out your hands, I will hide My eyes from you; Even though you make many prayers, I will not hear. Your hands are full of blood.
Wash yourselves, make yourselves clean; Put away the evil of your doings from before My eyes. Cease to do evil, Learn to do good; Seek justice, Rebuke the oppressor; Defend the fatherless, Plead for the widow.
Isaiah 1:13
I must say that the emphasis on love and personal relationships is a characteristic feature of Christianity. In most other religions, communication with the divine occurs by following specific instructions and formulas. In the case of Christianity, what formulas can we talk about when the main sacrament originated not in the temple, but in the dining room?
Evangelical Christianity is anti-sacred in nature. Christ abolished the allocated places, the allocated times, the allocated rituals, and all that other stuff...”
Hegumen Peter (Meshcherinov)
The problem is how to understand what is and what is not love. In some ways, Christianity and Auroranity converge, for example, in relation to the body. In Christianity, the body is not evil.
Or do you not know that your body is the temple of the Holy Spirit who is in you, whom you have from God, and you are not your own?
1 Corinthians 6:19
And even sexuality is not evil.
Let your fountain be blessed, And rejoice with the wife of your youth. As a loving deer and a graceful doe, Let her breasts satisfy you at all times;
Proverbs 5:18
Live joyfully with the wife whom you love all the days of your vain life which He has given you under the sun, all your days of vanity; for that is your portion in life, and in the labor which you perform under the sun.
Ecclesiastes 9:9
And in the Old Testament there is a whole book dedicated to two lovers. Everything is there as it should be:
Your breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle grazing among the lilies.
Song of Solomon 4:5
How delightful is your love, my sister, my bride! Your love is much better than wine, and the fragrance of your perfume than all spices.
Song of Solomon 4:10
Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth! For your love is more delightful than wine.
Song of Solomon 1:2
How handsome you are, my beloved! Oh, how delightful! The soft grass is our bed.
Song of Solomon 1:16
And your mouth like the finest wine. May it flow smoothly to my beloved, gliding gently over lips and teeth.
Song of Solomon 7:9
I belong to my beloved, and his desire is for me.
Song of Solomon 7:10
Aurora also accuses Christianity of being prone to patriarchy. And here she is right again. Christianity arose in an archaic culture where equality had not yet been heard, but, interestingly, in comparison with this very culture, Christianity was at the forefront of progress.
There is neither Jew nor Greek, slave nor free, male nor female, for you are all one in Christ Jesus.
Galatians 3:28
And when the apostle Peter calls a woman a weak vessel, he means that a man should treat his wife as something very fragile, tender and precious. In the context of the time, this is an unambiguously positive statement.
And what about nature in Christianity?
Then the LORD God took the man and put him in the garden of Eden to tend and keep it.
Genesis 2:15
“Everything around us is drops of God's love, rejoice in what surrounds us. Everything teaches us and leads us to the love of God. Everything around us is drops of God's love; and animate, and inanimate, and plants, and animals, and birds, and mountains, and the sea, and sunset, and the sky strewn with stars.
This is a small love through which we come to a great Love, to Christ. Flowers, for example, have their own beauty. They teach us with their fragrance, their greatness. They tell us about the love of God. They spread their fragrance, their beauty both on sinners and on the righteous.
To become a Christian, one must have the soul of a poet, one must become a poet. "Rough" souls Christ does not want to have next to Himself. A Christian, even if only when he loves, is a poet, abides in poetry. Poetic hearts are deeply imbued with love, lay it inside the heart, embrace it and deeply feel it.
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Rejoice in everything. Everything enriches us, everything directs us to great Love, everything leads us to Christ.”
St. Porphyrios the Kafsokalyvite
Aurora says that God was removed from the world and placed somewhere on an inaccessible height. However:
Are you looking at the sky? Have you forgotten about
That God is not in heaven, but here, in yourself?
Angelus Silesius
(There should be a rhyme here, but unfortunately I could not find an English version of this poem)
Christianity also places a lot of emphasis on freedom.
For freedom Christ has set us free; stand firm therefore, and do not submit again to a yoke of slavery.
Galatians 5:1
For you, brothers, were called to freedom; but do not use your freedom as an opportunity for the flesh. Rather, serve one another in love.
Galatians 5:13
"All things are lawful to me," but not all things do profit. "All things are lawful to me," but I will not be mastered by anything.
1 Corinthians 6:12
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On this I think to end. So, Aurora can rather be considered a Heathen than a Christian, but at the same time, in my opinion, she unconsciously borrows many elements for her impromptu religion from Christianity, and, despite her formal, albeit undiscovered, opposition to Christianity, she is not very far from it. Or maybe, as I said at the beginning, I'm just wishful thinking.
Who knows?
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2023.03.25 17:24 Competitive-Fun-2325 search date broadcast film at cinema

Hello i search a website where i can view what film was broadcasted at a specific date (archive site?)
from the cinema ugc in france for example
i have all the info (room, location, hour) except the movie name
thx in advance
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2023.03.25 17:17 vichomatias Wano is underrated: It's most important theme

So, i've read a lot about Wano, and at this point i think people missed or understated perhaps the most important theme of the arc. In this post i'm gonna argue why the theme really elevates the arc, how it affects it's central characters and the story overall. If you still don't like Wano that's fine, but i'm making this post because i think it's an understated aspect in the discussion of the arc.
Wano has a lot of things going on, it's like a remake of the best aspects of previous arc and has a lot of themes and character moments going on, so it can get a little muddied, but the central most important theme about Wano, wich is one of the main themes about One Piece in general, is this:
Inherited Will.
The theme is central in the overall story, but in Wano takes main place, so i'm gonna look into how it affects the central characters of the arc. Other characters have their own personal arcs or moments, but these characters are the ones that take main focus in this arc:
First, we have Luffy. There are two important figures from wich Luffy develops the theme of inherited will. First we have Nika/Joyboy (they are separate characters but i will treat them as an entity because of their function). Nika/Joyboy is presented as a person that has freed the slaves. The whole arc Luffy goes into the arc is literally that. He goes from being defeated by Kaido in act 1 to acts 2 and 3, where first he literally frees the slaves at Udon to then literally becoming Nika, finally becoming the actual will of them reincarnated, and freeing the entire island of Wano from their current state. Even Kaido's main threat of intention was to further his plans by making the entirety of Wano his slaves, so Luffy's victory carries that much more weight to it. Then, we have a character that impacts Luffy in both a thematic and personal level, and that's Ace. The relationship Ace had with Wano is explored two times: first with Tama, in wich he promised to free Wano, and then with Yamato. Luffy basically decides to fulfill that promise. He essentially carries Ace's will to completion. It is reinforced by Marco's participation, his flashback being essentially there to show how much that was Ace's intention and how supporting Luffy is in respect to that. That's why Ace's inclusion in the arc was so important. Luffy carries successfully the will of those who came before him, Nika/Joyboy and Ace. There is one more character Luffy inherits the will of, but i'm gonna leave it for the next section.
Then, we have Oden. Oden impacted the lifes of (at least most importantly) Momonosuke, Yamato and the Scabbards. Oden's will basically was: Free Wano and Open it's borders. For Yamato, the theme is pretty clear, they literally want to become Oden, and in turn they have decided to take his will as their own. Yamato's will is also influenced by the kindness they were shown by the samurai from Wano (the imprisioned Damiyo). For Momo, he know he can't be Oden, wich is a sad reminder for him, but he also has decided to fulfill his will, and even has Luffy state to him that he "wants to take Kaido down", thus freeing Wano. His personal ambition is inherited from his father. His journey is more character based than theme based, so then we have the Scabbards. I've seen people say they don't understand why so much screentime was devoted to them, but they are the most important piece of the puzzle for the theme of inherited will. The Scabbard literally state that, with Oden's death, his will has become their own. Everything on their actions is based on fullfilling said will, until they are defeated by Kaido. And there we have their most important moment: Kin'emon asking Luffy to defeat Kaido, as they are not strong enough. And Luffy accepts because they are friends. It literally transmits the will from them to Luffy, an act that he manages to fullfill. About the opening on Wano, it's a little more muddled, as Momo decides not to do it, but the added focus to the Navy at the end is precisely to show how even if Momo doesn't do it right now, there are good reasons not to and ultimately he has been put in the position of power to be the one to make the call. Wano's central arc is about the characters Oden impacted fulfilling his will after his death. The theme couldn't be clearer.
Lastly, we have Zoro. I've seen a lot of people say this was supposed to be Zoro's arc, and i'm gonna defend that it kinda was. I'm not gonna mention how Zoro spends the first two acts in basically his own Samurai film, only to then become the only Strawhat besides Luffy to take part in the rooftop fight, because that is more character wise. In act 2, Zoro trades Shusui for Emma, wich starts the most important development in arc 3, Chapter 1033: Shimotsuki Kozaburo. While fighting King, Zoro remembers how each sword he got was an act of passing the will of those who had it to him: Sandai Kitetsu, by Ipponmatsu, then Wado Ichimonji, by Kuina's dad, and finally Emma, wich leads him to remember Kozaburo. Unlike the dreams of the other characters that can be passed down, swords have a will of their own, and will only respond to those who earn it by willpower. By passing down the will of others onto him Zoro, literally, starts using enough willpower to tame the swords and fullfill the will that has been passed down to him, and he literally states it as the promise he made to his oldest friend and then his captain. Kuina and Luffy. Zoro's journey has never been about who he is descended from (as some have questioned the posterior SBS reveal from Oda), but about his dream of becoming the greatest swordsman as the inherited will of his best friend. That's why his arc is so important.
As a side note, i'd also like to mention how important the last portion of the battle was by showing the fire festival. When they throw the lamps, we know they are passing down his dreams, and the focus becomes Toko. Yasuie is very important. Characters in One Piece usually die in flashbacks, Yasu is one of the only ones who dies with the Strawhats in the island and they are completly unable to do anything about it. He dies for his dream of Wano being free from Kaido, mainly to see a better future for his kid. So Toko appereance is very relevant, because it is about why inherited will is important: it's about hope and keeping it alive. By passing down our will, we try to make a better future for those we love, and in turn, showing Toko, they are grateful of our own sacrifices for them. It's a potent message for the end of an arc, and i think it should be more talked about.
Anyway, that's all i wanted to say. What you guys think? I'll be reading your comments! Thanks for reading!
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2023.03.25 17:16 SimonRockYaWorld AHS s13 Plot

Hi all, this is a story pitch I had made to Ryan Murphy and Manny Coto for a potential season 13 which kinda fell through because they ghosted me so I thought I’d share this with y’all who wants some sirens. I also didn’t put the spoliers on because i dont think this is going to become an actual plot 🤷🏼‍♂️
Setting : 1630’s CapeCod, US Theme: Gritty, grungy, think Pirates of the Caribbean Main Cast: Leslie Grossman - Lavinia Evan Peters - Thomas Adina Porter - Witch Doctor Lily Rabe - Siren Queen Dylan McDermott - Capt. Johnson Jeffrey Bowyer-Chapman - Francis Denis O’Hare - Father Pierre Finn Wittrock - Roger Emma Roberts - Siren 1 Taissa Farmiga - Siren 2 Billie Lourd - Siren 3 Selena Sloan - Siren 4
Storyline: colonial settlers at cape cod are suffering from a plague/disease of some sort. There is a witch doctor who tells the rich people that eating siren’s meat is the cure. Rich bitch - (Lavinia) commands a ship crew to set sail to catch sirens. But what they didnt know is that the sirens have hypnotizing abilities. The ship crew consists of Capt. Johnson, Second-in-command Roger, Francis and Thomas as prisoners (as siren baits) and theres a cruise chaplain/pastor on board (Father Pierre) who just thinks its gonna go bad with the bad weather and risky waters. While they are in the channel where there is said to be “sirens”, instead they find a “paradise”. This paradise is the exact replica of the town that they had just set sail from, but here, everyone has been cured of their sickness. And noone has recollection of setting them on a voyage. The ship’s crew starts to settle back into the “town”, although confused, because they thought their navigations went wrong during the storm and circled them back to the shore. But this has all been a trance placed by the sirens. The only ones that start to question this facade are the pastor and Thomas (maybe pastor’s secret kid, and the reason why the pastor joined the crew). They started seeing glitches of the reality where the man-eating sirens (Emma Roberts, Billie Lourd, Taissa Farmiga, Selena Sloan, all under control of the siren queen herself (Lily Rabe). Their counterparts are also on the “tranced island” as “new movers” to the town. Capt. Johnson, thinking his voyage was a success, sleeps with multiple of them, all the while in reality he is being eaten alive.
The pastor sees this and tries to warn the others but the siren queen kills him and reserves his penis in some kind of container (as this is probably the source for reproduction of the sirens). Roger and Francis are then seduced by sirens but turns out, they are gay and has been hiding their relationship all along. Roger was waiting for a good opportunity during the voyage to free his lover (another plot twist). So they both are immune to siren’s seduction and cuts off their heads one by one. Roger is killed during this fight. Siren queen, now angry, destroys the ship, making Francis and Thomas as the last survivors. Thomas, was nearly killed but one of the youngest sirens catches feelings for him and saves him. Learning this love for him, Thomas uses her as an advantage to kill the siren queen. He brings her head back to the town on a broken raft, and serves the head to Lavinia who cooks it and eats it.
At this moment, Thomas did not realize that the remaining sirens have now been angered, especially the one who he had just used to kill her queen. She realizes her culture and uses the pastor’s penis that was reserved, to become impregnated. (End of Episode 6, this is where the next plot twist begins)
10 years have passed. The sirens actually have other abilities which is their fast metabolism, (so the siren’s eggs are now already teenagers) and ability to walk on land by shedding their scales (this referencing the disney’s little mermaid but shedding scales in a very gruesome fashion). They have come for their final revenge to the town. They start off as undercover maids working for the Lavinia and her family. Lavinia’s teenage son sexually harrasses the maid as she was the prettiest woman he had ever seen. She swears something bad will be coming for him. The sirens have also brought black pills with them (very similar and a quick nod to the Red Tide in Season 10). During an annual ceremony for surviving their disease 10 years ago, Lavinia hosts a grand feast at her house. However, noone notices that the “maids” have put the black pills in the food for the townspeople. People start transforming. They start becoming violent and zombie-like, and start eating each other. Lavinia is torn to shreds by her neighbors and her family. Older Thomas sees this, he was shocked as he suddenly saw the siren(now in human form) that had loved him before. She quickly goes into a room in the house where the teenage son was tied up. The story ends with the siren chopping off his penis and leaving him to die, and walking back into the ocean with the tides coming up. Thomas just looks on to her justified departure as many carnivorous townspeople are running towards him, implying his impending doom. End.
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2023.03.25 17:15 solbraend What are some foreign equivalents of "Before Sunrise", "Dazed & Confused", "American Graffiti", "Superbad", "Booksmart"?

I absolutely love movies like these, where a story takes place either at the beginning or at end of a chapter. Two people meet in the warmth of summer and fall in love over the course of a night. Or a group of friends are about to say goodbye to their childhoods and go their separate ways, and we get to follow them for one last adventurous night.
I've seen all the English-speaking ones many times over, so I'd love to branch out into foreign titles. I would prefer if they take place in summer before social media was huge, but it's not a deal breaker.
Thanks in advance!
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2023.03.25 17:14 Nakamba01 Easy to read books for a 30-year-old who wants to get more into reading

Hi,
I am a 30 your old guy who is into all sorts of entertainment (movies, tvshows, (boardgames). Guess you could say I'm a geeky guy who also likes the outdoors and sports.
But for the last year I'm trying to get more into reading. It helps me calm my mind a bit (total overthinker).
My problem with getting into books is, that i have a hard time visualizing the image quickly.. I need some pages to paint the image, so to say.
Probably doesn't help that English is my second language. But I rather read the book in English than in my own language. Just like I rather watch the movie in English than in my own language.
For example, Sci-Fi books are even harder for me to read. It is more difficult for me to paint the picture when i don't really have a reference or a connection.
I have read some books over the years. But not many that really grabbed me.
So tldr, I have a hard time finding a book that I just can't put down.
So of course when I'm looking for book suggestions, I turn to Reddit. I have found some recommendations on here:

Books I have read this year:

The midnight library - Easy to read. And spoke to me because I was feeling kinda down myself. (still have to finish it, but my ereader crashed)
Will my cat eat my eyeballs - Very easy to read, but also very light. Some funny stuff, but a bit too light. Good book for on vacation tho.

Books I'm Reading/trying to read

Game of Thrones - Easy to follow because I have watched the show. Very long tho. So I want to read other books first (since i know whats going to happen anyway)
The Martian - This was another recommendation i've found on Reddit. I have read a bit more than half the book. It is easy to read. But again, space not really my cup of tea.. Combine that with math and im out. (and i have seen the movie, so that takes away from it a bit, i guess.)
Never Lie, Freida Mc Fadden - Just started today.
I'm open to most genres. But like I said, Sci-fi not really my thing, but maybe if there is a book that convince me otherwise.
Don't know if it helps but here are some current shows i have enjoyed: Succession, The last of Us, the morning show, It's always sunny in Philadelphia, The bear, Severance, Euphoria ,The Boys, The Terminal List and white lotus.
So what would your recommendation be? Hoping to get lost in the books you recommend.
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2023.03.25 17:14 knowledge1087 The Batman 2 Fanfiction Plot

Hopefully I'm not repeating any one else's theories or fanfiction, but I thought this would be a cool plot to see in the sequel:
Intro:
Bruce has been training, sharpening his fighting skills abroad with a skilled assassin/master martial artist (Lady Shiva or David Cain… good/bad allegiance doesn’t matter)
From the draining of the Renewal Fund, Dr. Victor Fries has lost everything, including all funding for his research into a cure for his sick wife. Bella Real, an agent for the Court of Owls, sees the opportunity to solidify control over Gotham for the court due to its current state in a sort of No Mans Land, flooded and closed off city. Fries, desperate, needs more scientists to help with his work due to lack of resources, so he begins kidnapping scientists across Gotham.
Meanwhile, Bella and the court need Batman out of the picture, so she approaches the head of Arkham Asylum… Hugo Strange. Her plan… he will release prisoners into Gotham to kill Batman and in return, she will provide him with subjects (dead and alive) for his experiments and to fill his cells. He agrees… and Anarky, Zsasz, Pyg, Scarecrow, KGBeast (pick three), are released (any more than three might be too much for film length and take away from the main villain).
**Insert somewhere a funny scene where Batman enters an eatery or restaurant looking for information or stopping a crime, and a nameless/random startled patron or criminal who's scared out of his mind grabs the closest thing he can find to shoot at batman… ketchup and mustard bottles… Batman looks at him like “Are you serious?” and just knocks him out. He returns to the cave and Alfred asks, is that blood? Batman… more annoyed than anything just gives a simple… “...ketchup.” We will never forget you condiment king!**
Batman has returned from his training and is filled in about the events from Lucius Fox (Giancarlo Esposito). The meat of the movie is spent with Batman hunting the escapees and trying to find Fries. Ultimately confronting Fries, who has been provided with cryo tech by the Court of Owls, which is extremely efficient due to the flooding and water everywhere. Throughout the film, Batman’s character analysis sees that he is just a broken man desperate to save his love, so in their climax battle while on the brink of death, they form an understanding. Also, Catwoman has returned just in time to help save Bruce. Fries realizes his mistakes and that he’s being played by the Court (inspired by the Court of Owls/Mr. Freeze issues of the comic), so Batman tells him that the Wayne foundation will help with his research if he stops his crimes, and helps him take down Bella, then turn himself in after. He agrees.
They successfully expose Bella, Batman has subdued the escapees and all seems well. But at the end, when he goes to return the inmates, it’s revealed that in the chaos Joker has escaped with the help of the Court, their final play to take out Batman after the rest failed. Also, Hugo has successfully completed his primary “Monster Men” project, on none other than Wayland Jones… creating Killer Croc. The final scene shows the Court of Owl leaders enacting the second stage of their endgame plan… reviving the Talon… setting up the final movie with Lucious Fox, Alfred, Catwoman and Batman vs the Joker (who uses Croc as his muscle) and Batman vs Talon/Court…. taking place one year later in a rebuilt Gotham at its peak. (Or substitute Croc with Solomon Grundy in the Monster Men project)
Third Movie Quick Plot:
Joker has gone beyond the Court’s control, he’s even killed some of their leaders (similar to the comic story where they were all poisoned). At some point Batman defeats Talon, breaks apart the Court, but Joker is ultimately the final menace that he has to stop, even if it costs him his life.
Thoughts? Pros? Cons?
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2023.03.25 17:12 WreckageHothHead Evaluating RLM's SW commentary, thread 2: Death and/or Space Taxes?

The previous thread revolved around Plinkett's logic/realism comparison between the Death Star's interior and the "Theed power room", the much more reasonable Bespin comparison that was left out of the picture, and how this omission compromised the point that was being made. https://old.reddit.com/RedLetterMedia/comments/11yn4jh/flawsinsufficiencies_in_rlms_spacewar_commentary/
This post is going to be about the high/low stakes of the Ep1/Ep4 plotlines and the way those are analyzed by RLM:
Plinkett audio commentary: SW Ep1
And he has one last chance, and he puts that part in the pod - and finally, the pod starts working, and he can enter the big race - you know, to win the big prize at the end which will save.. the whole.. family.
And then he says "it's woorrrkiiing.." and you know, then you swell the dramatic music... - and that's when that scene works?
That scene doesn't work.. 20 minutes into a movie that's not about podracing.
I'm sorry to get all bitchy on you, but-.. but-... d'you ever watch this movie and, and be like... why did that happen, or, or-.. "I don't feel anything inside".... you know, I'm- like "I'm dead inside"?
Well.. - I'm.. just trying to explain why you feel dead inside when you watch this movie, or you don't feel excited - even at the end when they have the, big.. celebration? You know, [impression]- [...]
But even at the end when they have the big, like, festival - like-... you're just like.. "So?" So what, there's a midget there now with an eyepatch on, and-... some boring-ass bitch.. gives a frog a glowing ball. Wwhy the fuck do I care?
It's not like the end of the original Star Wars when Luke, Han, and.. Chewbacca, get medals from Princess Leia - it's like, those guys saved the fucking day; what did these guys do? Oh, they resolved a tax dispute...
Plinkett: Ep1
Number 10: Anakin Skywalker
[...]
Oh we're still on this planet are we?
So Qui-Gon manages to pull off the most convoluted bet ever, and somehow wins everything except for Anakin's mother.
Even at the end of the movie when they save the day and probably could get the cash to buy the mom from Watto - they don't go back for ten years.
So - what's going on here?
In one quote, he says "they save the day (at the end of Ep1)", and then in another he says they don't save the day - in contrast to the heroes at the end of EP4 who do save the day.
This is of course a direct self-contradiction;
and between two excerpts that are both talking about Anakin on Tatooine, in the context of the podrace, no less.
Plinkett audio commentary: Ep1
Oh.. - that's a good question, are you here to free the slaves Qui-Gon? No, actually we're.. we're in the process of settling a tax dispute... ohhh.
Yeah I guess freeing slaves would've made a better movie...
it's good we went with something boring, we wouldn't want to excite the audience too much...
So instead of joining the dramatic high-stakes cause of freeing the slaves, Anakin instead joins the undramatic low-stakes cause of settling a tax dispute,
quickly and easily fixing his pod in an undramatic low-stakes fashion, reflecting the undramatic low-stakes nature of said tax dispute where they don't save the day, that is contrasted with the dramatic high-stakes Ep4 ending where they do save the day, and then forgets to return to pick his mom up after saving the day with the tax dispute?
Plinkett audio commentary: SW Ep4
But the real thrust of this scene is, this is when the stakes are really raised - insteada just a giant floating ball in space, we are now shown that the Death Star is capable of blowing up whole planets; and our ragtag group o' heroes are the only ones that can stop it...
Tension, stakes, a ticking clock!; heroism, and adventure - it's what makes Star Wars great.
Much like the Phantom Menace - when the Gungans fight the Robots to help Queen Amidala find the Viceroy, so that she doesn't have to sign a treaty to make the non-violent invasion legal in the courts...
[crickets...] Uhmm.. [..........]
Now it's an "invasion" instead of a "tax dispute", however a "non-violent" one - hence still low-stakes.
Number 6: Invasion! Of Boring
Plinkett: Ep1
Number 10: On to Planet Number 3. Is it time for death yet?
Welcome to Coruscant - home of the mid-air collision; and BORING SCENES.
So the Queen waits around for some kind of approval, o-.. for something, to stop her people from dying- Why are they dying? I guess they're dying though...
But I didn't see anyone die?
In fact I haven't even seen any Naboo citizen at all - as far as I know it's a city with 20 or so pilots, a couple of bureaucrats and officials.
Now there's talk of "people dying" all of a sudden - how "non-violent" was this invasion tax dispute again?
Why are they dying? I guess they're dying though... But I didn't see anyone die?
"I guess x is happening" = treating it as an uncertainty (although arguably also some indifference);
the fact that it isn't shown is presented as a reason for doubting that it's happening (although it could also be referring to presentation - implying that not showing it leads to indifference:
Plinkett: ST Generations
He was trying to save a pre-industrial civilization that we never see... - or care anything about.
);
"why" is literally inquiring about the reasons and causes behind it, but really it also kinda means "why am I supposed to believe that it's happening".
All these nebulous phrases with the unclear / multiple possible meanings amount to a very opaque image - it's not really that clear what he's saying here at all.
The line that starts this segment sets the tone for what clearly isn't any sort of attempt to go through the movie and analyze the information:
So the Queen waits around for some kind of approval, o-.. for something,
rather he's just comically trying to piece together his foggy memories of the plot, while channeling confusion and indifference.
However seconds later, a more cogent phrase referring to the same plotline is added:
So then the Queen gets impatient, she asks for a vote of no confidence, and then decides to go back to Naboo to fight a huge invasion force alone.
Complemented by this tangent from way earlier on:
Number 3: Death and Space Taxes
P3 of 7
At the end of the movie, Amidalen goes back to the planet to solve the problem herself - cause the Senate wanted to send an independent team to investigate whether or not the invasion was real.
"Will you defer your motion to allow a commission to explore the validity of your accusations?"
I guess the testimony of two Jedi Knights wasn't good enough; [Qui-Gon talking to Valorum on the Coruscant platform] those were the guys that Valorum trusted enough to settle the whole dispute in the first place? That don't make sense?..
The accuracy/completeness of these descriptions can be examined at some later point - however right now the question is simply, does the segment inbetween these 2 quotes that revolves around what's happening with the Naboo population also have a more clear-minded counterpart/extension somewhere?
The answer is, no it doesn't - this subject isn't brought up anywhere outside of the excerpts already quoted, neither in the review, nor the audio commentary;
so a more proper look at this is needed here - which turns out to provide not only a good amount of new information and clarity, but also reveal various unclarities and seeming contradictions that might very well have been a subconscious factor in Plinkett's uncertainty and confusion here:
"How will you explain this invasion to the Senate?"
"The Queen and I will sign a treaty that will legitimize our occupation here - I have assurances it will be ratified by the Senate."
"I will not cooperate."
"Now, now, Your Highness - in time, the suffering of your people will persuade you to see our point of view.
Commander." "Yes, sir." "Process them." "Captain - take them to Camp 4."
Makes what can be called a "credible threat" about doing something to the people.
"Your Highness, under the circumstances, I suggest you come to Coruscant with us."
"Thank you, Ambassador - but my place is with my people."
"They will kill you if you stay."
Sio Bibble: "They wouldn't dare!"
Panaka: "They need her to sign a treaty to make this invasion of theirs legal, they can't afford to kill her!"
"There is something else behind all this, your Highness - there's no logic in the Federation's move here. My feelings tell me they will destroy you."
Here the psychic Jedi senses some lethal intentions on their part, probably making the earlier threats even more credible;
of course Panaka already thinks they're capable of murder - and seconds earlier, Qui-Gon's retort was probably meant to be understood as "they tried to kill us instead":
"Your negotiations seem to have failed, Ambassador."
"The negotiations never took place. It's urgent that we make contact with the Republic."
Either way, now there's a credible threat of "suffering" against the population, and a credible danger of them killing the Queen.
Number 8: I'm gonna slit my wrists
[Sigh...] It's hard to stomach any more of this shit - I still don't know who the main character is and why we should care about any of this.
At around this point in the original Star Wars movie, we've been with Luke almost the whole time getting to know him.
We see his plight;
his hopes and dreams...
we feel his frustration...
and then his sadness...
The slow build-up added depth, and emotion; and anticipation for the story to expand.
In the Phantom Menace we have nothing - we've a monotone queen, who's hiding from signing a treaty that's supposed to do something.
Why in fuck's name should we care at all.. I don't care about any of these characters?
What is the treaty supposed to do again?
Number 6: Invasion! Of Boring
So what exactly is the purpose of this invasion?
It's almost like after Lucas wrote the invasion scenes, he didn't.. really know what to do next? - so he thought he'd make the Queen have to sign a treaty, to make the invasion legal; I mean, why not?
The guys that want this treaty signed (whatever it's about) threaten her with making the people "suffer" - and the content of this treaty is that this faction that threatens the population with suffering while invading, arresting and keeping them as hostages, will get to "legally" stay there with no one doing anything about it.
The stakes of fending these invaders off vs. succumbing to them already seem quite high - and Plinkett is obviously going out of his way to downplay it all (if he's remembering it to begin with, at that moment):
In the Phantom Menace we have nothing - we've a monotone queen, who's hiding from signing a treaty that's supposed to do something.
One might wonder how he managed to miss or forget this; a look at the part where he covers the threat scene, reveals a few things:
Invasion! Of Boring...
Inside the city, Queen Aminalan has been captured by the green guys; but instead of forcing her to sign the treaty right then and there - or keeping her locked up inside the big capital building under heavy guard - they inexplicably send her away from them. ["I will not cooperate." "Now, now, Your Highness - in time, the suffering of your people will persuade you to see our point of view."]
"Commander." "Yes, sir?" "Process them..."
Remember - this is the most important person in their whole plan - and they send her to be... "processed"?, in some place called "Camp 4".
Droid: "Captain - take them to Camp 4."
Ohh; but at least they remember to send her with a whopping 8 battle droids to protect her from the 2 Jedis that they just discussed they had not found yet.
"You didn't tell him about the missing Jedi..." "No need to report that to him, until we have something to report."
But don't worry - these battle droids have proven very effective against Jedi Knights.
So there are 2 alternative options that Plinkett is suggesting the green guys should've gone with, instead of "sending them to Camp 4":
a) "Forcing her to sign the treaty right then and there" - this is of course in the very scene where they're expressing the threat against her population if she doesn't sign it.
While it's possible to speculate about what other more direct forms of force or coercion they could've applied there to accomplish it "right then and there", these pseudo-euphemistic threats against the population are the method of coercion they're going with here, and it's not clear whether Plinkett is even aware of this at all.
b) "Keeping her locked up in the Palace instead of sending them away, where the 2 Jedi could jump in."
This is correct - however his focus on just this one aspect of this scene causes him to talk over the part where Gunray is verbalizing his threat, and only turn on the sound right after, when Nute moves to the "Camp 4" part:
they inexplicably send her away from them. ["I will not cooperate." "Now, now, Your Highness - in time, the suffering of your people will persuade you to see our point of view."]
"Commander." "Yes, sir?" "Process them..."
So now as a result, Plinkett is talking over the part where Nute is issuing his threat to the Queen, saying how they should force the Queen to sign the treaty "right then and there"...
And, this of course also facilitates the massive downplaying of this situation later in the review:
Number 8: I'm gonna slit my wrists
In the Phantom Menace we have nothing - we've a monotone queen, who's hiding from signing a treaty that's supposed to do something.
Why in fuck's name should we care at all..
Now they escape the planet instead of "cooperating", so the possibility arises that the Trade Federation might repeat their threats a bit more emphatically, or even start making them real in order to exact pressure:
"The death toll is catastrophic... We must bow to their wishes! You must contact me!"
"It's a trick. Send no reply - send no transmissions of any kind."
"It sounds like bait to establish a connection trace."
"What if it is true - and the people are dying?"
"Either way, we're running out of time."
So now it sounds like they're making it real - "catastrophic death tolls".
Going a step further however, instead of merely exacting that pressure, they're also trying to trace them in case they merely decide to just reply at first - even if they refused to "bow to their wishes" at first, they'd already betray their location.
The "bait" conclusion is stated with a high level of certainty here - and is in fact immediately confirmed to be real, even if the details of it seem inconsistent and confusing (since the ship didn't reply, but Darth Maul still has a trace?):
"Tatooine is sparsely populated - if the trace was correct, I will find them quickly, Master."
However the possibility that the assertion about the "death tolls" might still be true, is left up in the air - the Jedi / Queen don't know, and the audience isn't clued in either.
That is until they've left Tatooine for Coruscant, where it's then also confirmed as true:
"Your Queen is lost, your people are starving... and you, Governor, are going to die much sooner than your people I'm afraid..."
"This invasion will gain you nothing! We're a democracy - the people have decided!"
"Take him away."
However upon a closer look, 2 factors still cause a certain amount of doubt, or uncertainty:
1) Technically the only thing that's confirmed here is that Bibble hadn't been made to lie, and in fact does believe that "the people are starving" (or at least isn't shown doubting it)- however he's shown to be alone with Gunray and some of his droids in what looks like an empty part of the palace; if this is representative of his general situation, and he's being kept here isolated while being told about mass starvation, how is it a certainty that he's not being lied to as well?
Perhaps the movie isn't thinking that far, and considers the confirmation that he was being honest and hadn't been performing under pressure or threats, as an automatic confirmation that it's all true - however it's not clear.
2) "The people have decided"? This makes it sound as if the pressure is being applied to the population itself, to presumably accept the Trade Federation as their new rulers - as opposed to the Queen or even him or any of the other remaining officials to "sign the treaty".
So some kind of different thing seems to be going on here, and this casts doubts on whether this scene even takes place in the same continuity, or might be from a different script version.
However, the very next scene it cuts back to the ship, and Padme is replaying a recording of his message (not having seen it herself while on Tatooine) - and, with no thoughts given to it having been a confirmed trick, and possibly untrue, seems to believe it without question:
"The death toll is catastrophic! We must bow to their wishes! You must contact me!"
"You all right?"
"It's very cold."
"You come from a warm planet, Ani - a little too warm for my taste. Space is cold."
"You seem sad..."
"The Queen is worried - her people are suffering, dying...
She must convince the Senate to intervene, or... I'm not sure what'll happen."
It seems like the moment it's "confimed" to the audience via a villain cut-away, the protagonists now automatically start treating it as true as well.
Plinkett audio commentary: Ep1
the audience knows - but he doesn't know.
This continues into this later scene:
"The Courts take even longer to decide things than the Senate! Our people are dying, Senator - we must do something quickly to stop the Federation!"
"To be realistic, Your Majesty... I think we're going to have to accept Federation control for the time being."
"That is something I cannot do."
Later in the Senate session, even before anyone mentions anything about death tolls, the very notion of the invasion is already placed under doubt:
"Honourable representatives of the Republic - I come to you under the gravest of circumstances. The Naboo system has been invaded by the droid armies of the Trade-"
"I object! There is no proof! This is incredible... We recommend a commission be sent to Naboo to ascertain the truth!"
"The Congress of Malastare concurs with the honourable delegate from the Trade Federation - a commission must be appointed!"
"The point..."
Mas Amedda: "Excuse me, Chancellor."
"Enter the bureaucrats - the true rulers of the Republic; and on the payroll of the Trade Federation, I might add. This is where Chancellor Valorum's strength will disappear."
"The point is conceded. Will you defer your motion to allow a commission to explore the validity of your accusations?"
Initially by bad actors, of course - and Valorum seems to be under pressure to act like he's sharing or at least respecting these doubts:
Number 3: Death and Space Taxes
At the end of the movie, Amidalen goes back to the planet to solve the problem herself - cause the Senate wanted to send an independent team to investigate whether or not the invasion was real.
"Will you defer your motion to allow a commission to explore the validity of your accusations?"
I guess the testimony of two Jedi Knights wasn't good enough; [Qui-Gon talking to Valorum on the Coruscant platform] those were the guys that Valorum trusted enough to settle the whole dispute in the first place? That don't make sense?..
However the Malastare speaker may or may not be genuine, and generally the Senate is not presented with any additional proof for these allegations;
could the Jedi have been used as witnesses, given how they had been sent in "secret" to begin with?
"the Supreme Chancellor has secretly dispatched two Jedi Knights, the guardians of peace and justice in the galaxy, to settle the conflict...."
Given how backed into the corner the Valorum is,
"Chancellor Valorum seems to think there is hope?" "If I may say so, Your Majesty, the Chancellor has little real power - he is mired by baseless accusations of corruption; the bureaucrats are in charge now."
probably not.
Then, after all the preceding interruptions, Amidala finally brings up the deathtolls - stating it as fact (even though she has no reason to be certain about that part - unlike the invasion and "attack on sovereignty" itself):
"I will not defer - I've come before you to resolve this attack on our sovereignty NOW. I was not elected to watch my people suffer and die, while you discuss this invasion in a committee!"
Proof or reason aside, the room is instantly won over and apparently has no doubts left.
"Yousa tinking yousa people ganna die?"
"I don't know..."
"Gungans get pasted too, eh?"
"I hope not."
In this scene it's not clear whether Jar Jar is just getting things wrong and she's merely humoring him, or whether this talk about "gonna die" (as opposed to already dying in the present - does this mean he's asking if they're all gonna eventually die?) and her uncertain response ("don't know whether they'll all die before they can intervene"?) are rather, again, from yet another alternate continuity / script version,
where the Neimoidians haven't yet started claiming to be already causing death tolls, but are rather threatening that they'll genocide them all if their demands aren't met - and that Amidala doesn't really know if that's gonna happen or not, or if they'll manage to prevent it or not.
"I fear by the time you have control of the bureaucrats, Senator - there'll be nothing left of our people, our way of life."
"I understand your concern, Your Majesty - unfortunately, the Federation has possession of our planet."
"Senator - this is your arena; I feel I must return to mine.
I've decided to go back to Naboo."
"Go back? But your Majesty, be realistic, th-they'll force you to sign the treaty!"
"I will sign no treaty, Senator. My fate will be no different than that of our people."
Apparently Palpatine agrees with Plinkett that they could potentially apply some more direct and successful form of "force" here - since otherwise the pressure they're applying now (causing those "death tolls") isn't going to fundamentally change if she returns.
Apparently the talk is about them threatening her directly, to which she responds with "my fate won't be different than the people's".
However this line here:
"I fear by the time you have control of the bureaucrats, Senator - there'll be nothing left of our people, our way of life."
once again casts doubts on what exactly is being referred to here, or which script version continuity is currently on display - especially if compared to / combined with this:
"The Trade Federation has destroyed all that we have worked so hard to build - if we do not act quickly, all will be lost forever."
What have they "worked hard to build"? And what "way of life"?
Before that it was all about drastic life-and-death issues - however these lines, esp. in a vacuum, rather make it sound like the Federation is just eroding their culture/projects/values/sovereignty/spirit/etc. which is worth fighting for, but isn't blotted out by the even a lot worse CATASTROPHIC DEATH TOLLS.
Back here on Naboo, however, things generally seeming to undergo another shift - after the somber tone of the Coruscant stay, where one might say depressing notions about death tolls matched the general mood, here in this new chapter the tone is upbeat and optimistic, and perhaps for this reason nothing more about any deaths is brought up again:
"What is the situation?"
Panaka: "Almost everyone's in camps.
A few hundred police and guards formed an underground resistance movement. I brought back as many of the leaders as I could.
The Federation army's also much larger than we thought - and much stronger. Your Highness, this is a battle I do not think that we can win."
"Almost everyone's in camps", but that's all he says.
No one cares to find out whether
"What if it is true - and the people are dying?"
It's never confirmed, nor refuted, nor ruled out - just no longer mentioned.
However at the very least, at this point they're already firmly planning to end this occupation, and now have the means to do it (more on the confused unclarities regarding this aspect at some later point) - they're no longer faced with the decision to either contact Sio Bibble and potentially expose themselves, or accept further death tolls; and no longer powerlessly stuck on Coruscant hoping the government does something; now there's just one way forward.
So does that somewhat account for all of this? Well, somewhat, sure, maybe - if that mindset is what leads to the more upbeat attitude and corresponding tone of film, there may be a connection there; however they're still not finding out anything about this highly dramatic question, and the lines they're saying ambiguously seem to be taking place in a much lighter reality to begin with.
Earlier, they checked on the Gungan city - and there, Panaka did voice speculations about what might've happened to them:
Obi-Wan: "Do you think they have been taken to the camps?"
Panaka: "More likely they were wiped out."
"Mesa no tink so."
Qui-Gon: "Do you know where they are, Jar Jar?"
However that was of course instantly resolved.
Ultimately, between its different "chapters", this movie has a noticeable cognitive dissonance about how high these particular stakes are:
at first a threat is made;
then the villains claim to have started making the threat real, however they're using that as a trap in order to trace them - creating a sense of creeping uncertainty about it all, as Darth Maul is closing in on them;
then once "the audience is shown", everyone starts treating it as a fact, in the context of the somber tone of the Coruscant stay;
and finally it all gives way to an upbeat tone during which this notion softly disappears from the narrative, and the lines that are used to refer to the nature of the occupation are now much more compatible with the notion that this is a:
Tension, stakes, a ticking clock!; heroism, and adventure - it's what makes Star Wars great.
Much like the Phantom Menace - when the Gungans fight the Robots to help Queen Amidala find the Viceroy, so that she doesn't have to sign a treaty to make the non-violent invasion legal in the courts...
However while it's possible to view this all as a fragmented combination of several mutually contradicting continuities, it also remains true that Gunray had expressed a violent threat, the protagonists were shortly after given the impression that he may very well have started putting it into practice, this was then "all but confirmed" by the cut to Sio Bibble on Naboo (though only to the viewers, not the protagonists), and then none of this was ever explicitly contradicted, or ruled out - even not by all the lines that, in isolation, would make a very different impression.
The selective memory of these lines seems to be the basis for this "non-violent invasion" comment - without the realization that they are effectively refuted by all the other (much more emphasized and explicit) parts that indicate a violent one (or, at the very least, one in which a mass starvation is induced);
an equivalent, albeit a very disproportionate one, would be if someone selectively remembered these lines from Ep4's black roundtable scene here:
"The Imperial Senate will no longer be of any concern to us; I have just received word that the Emperor has dissolved the council permanently. The last remnants of the old Republic have been swept away."
"That's impossible! How will the Emperor maintain control without the bureaucracy?"
"The regional governors now have direct control over their territories. Fear will keep the local systems in line - fear of this battle station."
"And what of the Rebellion? If the Rebels have obtained a complete technical readout of this station, it is possible, however unlikely, that they might find a weakness... and exploit it."
"The plans you refer to will soon be back in our hands."
"Any attack made by the rebels against this station"
Never mind the "fear of this battle station" or "attacks" or "
This scene is pretty important to the plot, but it's really just there to engage an element they call the "ticking clock" - it's a basic function used to create tension in a story. They almost have the Death Star ready; it's ready to shoot giant lasers, and they plan to use it to crush the Rebellion - by destroying their hidden base.
; the plot of this movie is about governors non-violently controlling their local territories while non-violent rebels want to exploit the technical readouts of a station.
So the Queen waits around for some kind of approval, o-.. for something, to stop her people from dying- Why are they dying? I guess they're dying though...
But I didn't see anyone die?
In fact I haven't even seen any Naboo citizen at all - as far as I know it's a city with 20 or so pilots, a couple of bureaucrats and officials.
While obviously some "citizens" are eventually shown in the celebration at the end, the closest the movie ever gets to "showing anyone die", or confirming that it's taking place, is by showing Nute Gunray bringing it up to Sio Bibble who's acting like he accepts it as true (with the possibility that he's seen it not ruled out, but not confirmed either), and otherwise by having Padme believe his hologram transmission after that palace scene (although before that, the very same message was explicitly doubted).
Why are they dying? I guess they're dying though...
It looks like Plinkett is remembering the Padme lines, but not why she believes it's taking place, or what the cause of it is supposed to be in the first place;
obviously the answer to the first question is that "she's believing the governor's hologram message", and the answer to the second question is "because Gunray is trying to pressure her into agreeing to that treaty".
His uncertainty seems to primarily stem from ignoring and forgetting the information in the movie instead of going through it properly - however if he had gone through it, he would've also found a degree of uncertainty surrounding this: first as a direct part of the plot,
later in the form of residual doubts about how much of a "confirmation" the Bibble/Gunray scene is supposed to be (followed by Padme's sudden acceptance of his claims without learning anything new since it had been determined as dubious),
and eventually by the seeming dissonance created by lines that convey a milder version of the events and cast doubts on this plotline's internal continuity.
It's possible that this actual uncertainty created by the film subconsciously contributed to his uncertainty in some ways as well, in addition to him just not remembering stuff.
I guess they're dying though...
This seems like a casual acceptance of her claims - which coincides both with Padme's (unjustified, by rational metrics) acceptance of Sio's "death tolls" claim in the message, and the film's largely overwhelming (but not full) confirmation that it it was in fact true;
and, once again, may have been subconsciously influenced by that angle, but evidently isn't directly based on any precise analysis or recollection of those elements.
Aside from all this, his indifferent and semi-dismissive tone is also incongruent with, and unrepresentative of the dramatic intensity that those scenes are presented with - even if going farther with it (say, for starters, by showing any "Naboo citizens" before the very last scene) could have increased this intensity further.
While this could be excused with the general comedic "trying to recollect foggy memories" tone of this segment, an accurate version of it is nowhere to be found - and the scenes in question (mainly Gunray's threat, Bibble's distress message and the Jedis' / Queen's reactions to it, and the nighttime Palace cutaway) aren't included or mentioned anywhere.
Plinkett audio commentary: Ep1
Hey all this time how come they just didn't send a message to Coruscant, to some kinda space transmitter - you know, like the one on their ship?
Like they go through this whole thing about how they shouldn't talk to Naboo with their space transmitter, because then... the battledroids and the, the.. Trade Federation would establish a.. connection trace, and they would know, like, where the Queen went to?
But, can't they use their transmitter to send a message over to Coruscant - and go: "We're here.. - someone come pick us up."
I mean... like... the Trade Federation can't scan the entire... universe.. for their transmitter signal, right? Why don't they just do that??
(Cause nothing in happens in this movie makes any fucking sense.)
While this is correct, it's also the closest this commentary (along with the review) ever comes to mentioning the distress message - which was sent in order to try and bait them into contacting Naboo.
Jumping to the preceding step of the Neimoidian's master plan -
But the conflict from the blockade and the subsequent invasion
:
Number 11: Please, God - make it stop. Make it end.
I mean I know George wanted the Jedis to fight in a cool place that's really Star Warsy? - so.. so what this is like a power generator? What does it power, the Universe??
So you're expecting me to believe that the people that built this technological wonder were dying without space supplies for 2 days??
Number 3: Death and Space Taxes
So the Trade Federation have set up a blockade around... Naboo, in order to stop them from getting space supplies - which instantly causes some kinda... crisis? - that we never see.
[...]
Anyways, so I realize that Senator Palpatine was using the Trade Federation to create a crisis to advance himself politically; like that was the plot I think? But the conflict from the blockade and the subsequent invasion is the entire movie! Understanding what role the Trade Federation played in this, is important...
You know what the blockade was about, who was getting taxed, what kinda supplies were so crucial to the Naboo - what was it, like medical supplies? Just some kinda plague? Did they not have the capacity to survive on such a lush planet with a huge power reactor for one day without space trade?
You see I would've accepted the idea of some kinda mystery villain if the basics were at least clear...
Both when discussing the invasion as well as the preceding blockade, Plinkett consistently doesn't bother with going through the available information (while already not remembering it properly to begin with, naturally) - however for some reason the two instances are given the polar opposite treatment:
While seemingly intent on downplaying/doubting/denying the "death tolls" and high stakes of the invasion (or, more specifically, Gunray's methods of trying to force the treaty agreement) way beyond the residual amount of uncertainty left by the information in the film,
the effects of the blockade are instead being vastly overblown here not based on anything in the script.
"Hoping to resolve the matter with a blockade of deadly battleships, the greedy Trade Federation has stopped all shipping to the small planet of Naboo.
While the Congress of the Republic endlessly debates this alarming chain of events,"
"Deadly battleships" implies potential danger, and "alarming" just means that everyone is "alarmed" by this (easily explainable by it being perceived as a "bold move", or something people hadn't been sure was legal to begin with - judging by Gunray's emphatic insistence that it is "perfectly legal", and Sidious' ability to "make things legal" that weren't so before) - no resulting high-stakes crisis is implied by this at all; let alone one emerging after just a few days.
So the Trade Federation have set up a blockade around... Naboo, in order to stop them from getting space supplies - which instantly causes some kinda... crisis? - that we never see.
The bolded part is invented; "we never see it", nor does anyone imply it's taking place at all, or behave as if it does.
(Final few sections of this post had to be split off due to character limit - posting the rest as a comment below.)
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2023.03.25 17:12 JackMahogofff First breakthrough was not exactly welcoming

I’ve been trying to breakthrough softly the past few weeks with smaller doses leading up to a larger one (0.020) in hopes to get used to the feeling and working on my breathing. I’ve seen the tunnel of geometric shapes, felt the rush of the world changing, I knew it was time.
The rig I’m using is a cold start, and I feel like I have to heat the spice up to near burning to actually get smoke to inhale. Maybe that’s a problem? It looks like a dark amber color afterwards. My spice is fine, no base or impurities as I’ve made it myself.
Anyway, last night was what I think was the breakthrough.
It hit extremely fast and extremely hard, I barely had time to exhale before the feeling came. I knew what was coming so I breathed through it, I went to the tunnel and then world changed as I opened my eyes. It was my room but everything had a blue and green hue to it and was 3D shapes popping out at me. It reminded me of an 80’s music video.
I had briefly been to this part of the world two days before, it didn’t last long then, but then they came.
There we’re three of them. They had feminine facial features, and almost looked like the mask from the Jim Carey movie The Mask.
One was laying directly in front of me, no farther than a foot away. Another across the room, and the last was directly to my right. They didn’t appear like jesters but in hindsight, maybe they were.
The one to my right appeared very angry and from what I can remember, was in my face yelling at me, and asking me why I was there and what did I want. The one in front of me was just laying there and smiling, almost serpent like. The one across the room just stared as well, never saying a word.
I froze and just shook my head yes the entire time to the one yelling at me. Knowing it wasn’t “real”, but I still couldn’t say a word. It wasn’t necessarily frightening, but it wasn’t pleasant.
My head space before the journey was fine. I had a decent day at the hospital working, I was just anxious a bit to try to go deeper. Afterwards I was so confused as to what happened and what I did to anger them.
Has anyone else gotten this response? I’ve read about the jesters messing with people, was this them?
I’m going to take a few days and reflect on why I’m going and what I hope to accomplish in their land, and I will go back to face them again in hopes to speak to them.
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2023.03.25 17:12 thatreallyshortchick Welcome to Charlie’s: We’re Under New Management [Part 8]

8:02 a.m.
When I entered Charlie’s this morning, Lacie and Maura were already there. Lacie sat behind the service desk, speaking quickly with her hands while Maura soaked up every word she said.
Lacie had been working with Maura and Gabe to help them harvest the energy supply of Charlie’s. Many customers leave a sort of emotional footprint when they shop here. Since they clearly weren’t going anywhere, Lacie decided to teach them how to harvest the energy from those emotions. It helped them retain memories, better understand the world, and interact with their surroundings. They had been unconsciously doing it since they first appeared here after death, but she was teaching them how to control it.
This lesson seemed a bit different today, though. The 1st thing I heard come out of Maura’s mouth was, “So they no longer do lobotomies, but you all will willing poke holes in your body for fashion?” She reached out and lightly flicked Lacie’s septum piercing while she said “fashion,” making Lacie giggle.
“How underfunded was your asylum if they still did lobotomies?” asked Lacie.
Maura rolled her eyes. “Why do you think I wanted to leave so bad?”
Lacie giggled again before finally acknowledging me. She gave me a kiss on the cheek and wrapped an arm around my waist. “Good morning.”
“Morning,” I responded with a smile. “Hey, Maura.”
“Yo,” she responded.
I walked over to register one and put in my log in code in preparation for the day. Lacie asked if I needed her help with anything, but I told her they could keep doing their thing. Before I had even walked off, however, history class was abruptly put on hold. Our attention went toward the sliding glass doors as two women entered, one younger and one older.
The gears in my head began to turn as I realized I recognized the woman, but I couldn’t remember from where.
And then it hit me.
Ursula Jones was walking towards us. The Father’s replacement.
Surprisingly, weapons are not hot commodity at Charlie’s. I mean, they are, but they aren’t laying out all willy nilly. Most are in protective packaging. So, to defend myself, I picked up the thing closest to me: the conveyor belt grocery divider. I brandished it like a sword, pointing it right at the enemy.
“Good morning, darlings!” greeted Ursula as she placed a ribbonned basket of muffins onto the register’s conveyor belt. Her short brown hair was rolled into poodle cut curls. She wore a simple black dress, black flats, pearl earrings, and bright red lipstick. Very fashionable, but I know enough about femme fatales not to let my guard down.
She gave my makeshift weapon a look of pity before gently moving it downwards with one finger. “Did the previous owners not tell you?”
The younger girl, a miniature of Ursula and surely her daughter, eyed us curiously as she sucked on a cherry red lollipop. She was decked out in more black than her mother with three cross necklaces adorning her neck, all of their chains at varying lengths. The only color about her was the forrest green tips to her long black hair.
“Tell us what?” asked Lacie. I could tell by the fist clenched at her side that she was also on high alert and ready to summon any number of powers to defend the store.
Ursula gave us a wide grin. “I’m the new owner of Charlie’s,” she announced before motioning to her gothly daughter. “And this is my daughter Daisy, your new store manager.”

9:10 a.m.
While randomly getting new bosses today might be stressful to us and possibly even you, dear reader, especially if you’ve been in a similar scenario, the owners have never been fond of other’s emotions. Wanna know how they told us goodbye? After I called them approximately 15 times, all of which got sent to voicemail, and also text them asking what was going on, they finally gave us a response. The response was creating a group chat, sending a message to said group chat containing only the peace sign emoji, and then blocking all of our numbers.
However, as long as the doors are open, the customers will keep coming. And they did, and so the day went on. Before we had even had time to process the huge change and how it might impact us, we were getting our morning rush.
“Ahem,” said a voice behind me.
I turned around to find Daisy waiting expectantly with her hot pink clipboard. It had black and white star stickers all over the back. “I would very much like for you to show me all of this business’ amenities.”
I nodded before pausing my task. I would have to finish counting the clown statues later. The only reason I had started counting them was because a customer told me they saw one wandering around, which would explain why they had been going missing over the last few weeks. I got up to 13, so don’t let me forget that number.
I took her to the Bloody Bathroom first and explained its historical significance. When the blood flow was still a thing to worry about, we would jokingly say the bathroom was menstruating. The bathroom hadn’t had its time of the month in a while, but it’s definitely something we would not forget.
Next up, I brought her to Gary’s deli. While she seemed rather cheerful at Gary’s lovable demeanor, I think she was a little put off when he couldn’t tell her where his Special of the Day spleens had come from. My stern look told him to keep quiet, which made his smile quickly disappear and disappointment take its place. She asked me if I ordered it, and I told her I let Gary handle the deli tasks. I also chose not to mention that I had accidentally found Gary’s little black book of victims a while back, and I had a good guess at just how well he knew those spleens. To be fair, little black books of all kinds are not considered conversational topics to me, but our little hunter Gary will always have a soft spot in my heart no matter how deranged he seems.
After the fifth “Gary forgot” that the poor guy muttered, I distracted Daisy by mentioning the display he regularly decorated to brag on him a bit. Deranged or not, the guy has definitely got some talent. Errr…uh, in the decorating department, not the carving one.
I ended the tour with some of the new additions to Charlie’s: the Witch’s Brew Cafe, the magical vending machine, the housewares department, and the extension of the parking lot. She had a few questions as to why there was a wizard living in the parking lot in a small tent, and I had no answers. I had even fewer answers when his pet duck waddled out from the tent, lit up a charcoal grill, and began grilling frogs. The wizard gave us a wave, his wispy beard blowing in the wind as he stood there in just a pair of white boxers polka-dotted with red hearts and a matching wizard hat. We waved back before making our way back inside.
Pretty much the only time Daisy showed any bit of emotion during our tour was when Sheryl decided to join us. Well, really, she kind of showed some when the poltergeist showed up in housewares…I’ll get to it later. Don’t nag me! But, by the end of the tour, Sheryl was absolutely bawling her eyes out and shouting, “Where has the time gone?” Daisy attempted to console her and give her a reassuring pat on the back.
“There, there,” said Daisy awkwardly. The whole interaction came off as more robotic than anything, so I was shocked when it actually calmed Sheryl down. But…then again, Sheryl is dating a cyborg.
“So, you’ve obviously met Sheryl and Gary. You’ve met me, Lacie, and the coffee shop folks. Have you met Gabe?”
She shook her head. “Who’s Gabe?”
Unbeknownst to her, a suddenly summoned Gabe appeared behind her. “Boo,” he said, causing her to drop her clipboard. She glared at him as it clattered to the floor. “Oops.”
I laughed at them and received my own glare from Daisy. I rubbed the back of my head nervously. “Sorry, he’s become a bit of a trickster since his death.”
Just as quickly as he had shown up, Gabe disappeared again, and that seemed to conclude the tour. Daisy went off to “monitor and assist everyone’s duties,” as she put it, and I went back to my previous task.
Now, where was I? Oh, clown statues. Let me count again. 1,2,3…12. That’s what it was last time, right?

10:36 a.m.
“Here’s yours, Jared,” announced Danielle as she placed my caramel frappuccino on the counter. “Lacie’s is almost ready.”
“Thanks,” I said. I grabbed it and took a sip, enjoying the icy treat. Within 30 seconds, nearly a quarter of it was gone, and I could already hear Lacie nagging me about coming to buy a second coffee later. I may have adopted a coffee addiction thanks to our new cafe.
Unironically, the Witch’s Brew was a magical place. I absolutely loved the atmosphere with its high ceilings, dim lights, and gothic charm. The only colors involved in the decor were Halloween shades: orange, purple, and green. Oh, and black, of course.
Sheryl bounded up to the register giddily as I slurped on my drink. “I’m so glad you guys are finally open! It feels like I’ve been waiting forever!”
Drucilla the cashier gave her a puzzled look. “Honey, we’ve been opened since the store opened.”
Sheryl gave her a puzzled look back. “Every time I tried to come in, the door was always locked.”
Drucilla, Danielle, and Blount, the other barista, began debating whether or not Sheryl had been hexed. As I turned around to look at their door which was currently held open with a door stopper, an idea dawned on me.
“Sheryl,” I said, interjecting into their conversation. “When you came to see if they were open, did you push or pull on the door handle?”
She tilted her head to the side and placed a finger on her lips as if lost in deep thought. “Pull,” she finally said.
The sign on the door read “Push.” A chorus of “Ahh”’s filled the room as the explanation came together in everyone’s heads. Sheryl stayed oblivious. Actually, the room’s response made her even more confused.
“Oh, honey,” said Drucilla, her voice full of pity. “What can we get for you?”
“It’s on the house,” said Danielle, her voice also dripping with pity.
Blount handed me Lacie’s drink as Sheryl ordered some complicated coffee recipe with nearly 20 ingredients that she had found somewhere online. The witches all looked disgusted, but it sounded kinda good to me. As I was about to make my way out the door, Lacie text me that she had enough time to meet me at the cafe to enjoy our coffee together. I talked to the witches and Sheryl while I waited on her.
“Here you go, darling,” said Danielle as she handed Sheryl her coffee. As she was turning around to pass it over, I saw her pointer finger swirling above the beverage as it softly spun around its cup. She knew I had seen what she had done, so she gave me a wink as Sheryl took a sip. She mumbled something about giving Sheryl “a little pep in her step.”
Apparently, the first sip was so good that Sheryl felt the need to take a few gulps. Had I known what she was going to do, I would have highly advised her not to order a drink from the list of hot coffees, but there’s a high probability she wouldn’t have listened to me anyways. I could tell the witches felt the same by the concerned look they gave her. After demolishing nearly half the coffee, Sheryl’s body spasmed and jerked, making her stand up straight as a board as she yelled, “The square root of pi is 1.77245—”
Danielle’s face completely blanked as if her brain was rebooting before cringing at what she had done. “May have added a little too much pep,” she said as Sheryl continued rattling off numbers.

11:02 a.m.
“Hey, Jared, can you tell Gabe to come to the office?” asked Daisy. “I’ve called him 3 times over the radio, and he hasn’t come.”
I had failed to mention to her that Gabe didn’t use a radio because they fall through his body if he loses focus. It just so happened that he was walking by me as Daisy finished asking her a favor. He was pulling a rather large pallet of merchandise behind him, and I told Daisy I would let him know before shouting his name.
His head snapped toward the direction of my voice, causing him to lose focus on his current task. However, the pallet had not gotten the memo that he was stopping, and panic filled me at the possibility of him getting hurt. “Oh, crap, wait!” I yelled, motioning for him to get away. I winced as the pallet drew closer and closer, and he still wasn’t moving. He was also giving me a rather strange look, but I just kept yelling for him to move.
And then the pallet simply went through him, and my body slacked. “Oh,” I said as he approached me, laughing at my freak-out.
“Did you forget I’m dead?” he asked with a smirk.
I rolled my eyes before relaying Daisy’s message, and he wandered off to see what she needed. As I busied myself with checking if my register’s drawer had enough change, I wondered how he decided whether to simply teleport or to walk normally to places. Personally, I would teleport everywhere if given the opportunity.
“Fefe!”
Sheryl’s screech made me launch a roll of quarters in my hand across the registers, accidentally landing some hits on a big burly sasquatch. I gulped as the monster lumbered over to me. His hot, stinking breath heated up my cheeks as anger bubbled in his eyes. As he released a roar so strong it blew the hair out of my face, I snatched up a stapler beside me and aimed at his large furry face, ready yet fully expecting to die. He raised a meaty fist, but before his first attack could be landed, our battle was sidetracked as Sheryl screamed once more. This time, however, it was followed by a cat’s hiss.
A black blur clambered onto my conveyor belt as an out-of-breath Sheryl nearly collided with it. She leaped for the small black void, and it hissed again. A thick chrome collar looped its small neck with a flashing purple light dangling from it.
“Enough, mother!” ordered the kitten. With enough feistiness to ignite a fire, the fluffy creature turned to the behemoth before me and hissed. Without hesitation, the sasquatch raced out of the front doors before the kitten’s fur could even rise to its full extent. He even forgot his groceries, but I had no plans of running them out to him.
The cat rolled her eyes before settling into a relaxed loaf mode in front of me. “Yes?” I asked her.
“We’re out of my brand of cat food.”
“The truck is going to be here a little after lunch,” I responded.
If she had eyebrows, I swear they would have creased at my response. “How does that help me during lunch?”
“Well, considering it will be your—” I paused dramatically to look at my non-existent wristwatch, “---third meal of the day already, I think you will be fine.”
The kitten’s eyes became slits as they stayed glued to me. Every hair on its body raised as it slowly stood up. Her claws came out, gouging deep holes into the counter below her. My eyes drifted over to Sheryl to figure out what was going on, but I got no reassurance. She looked ready to piss herself, honestly, especially when the cat burst into flames. I jumped back and immediately reached for my eyebrows, fearful they had been singed off. Turns out she had more than enough feistiness.
With a shriek of rage, she jumped up onto her back legs and launched a ball of fire toward aisle 7. A fully enflamed Chip escaped the aisle and zoomed over to our cooler housing the bags of ice for sale. He didn’t even bother opening its door and just jumped straight through, creating a gaping hole in the thick metal. Luckily, the ice’s cool embrace succeeded in putting out the fire, and wisps of steamy relief floated upwards. Chip gave Sheryl and me a thumbs-up from his safe space, and a piece of his melted rubbery cyborg skin fell off.
The cat released something between a hiss and a growl before hopping off of my conveyor belt. Every step she took burned the floor, leaving a trail of blackened paw prints in her wake. Although tiny, her heat made her seem bigger, and I could already feel a trail of sweat trickling down my back. The sprinkler system turned on, but it did practically nothing to her blaze.
Sheryl rushed over to Chip in the cooler to make sure he was okay while I ran to the service desk. “Attention all shoppers, if you can do so safely, calmly make your way to the exit and avoid the flaming cat. I repeat, all customers please calmly make your way to the exit and avoid the flaming cat.”
Fefe walked in the direction of aisle 4 where a man decked out in some strange outfit was exiting, and he began shouting belligerent words at her. She began screaming back at him, but I couldn’t hear them over the customer's screams as they fled to the exit, practically trampling each other. “Literally nothing about that was calm, but okay,” I said into the microphone.
I began walking in the direction of the cat and the man slowly just to get a better look. His body was mostly covered in silver from what I could see. After a few steps, Gabe materialized beside me to join me. We walked in silence a couple more steps until he asked, “Is that Sheryl’s baking pan on his chest?”
We both stopped, and I squinted in confusion. “Yeah. Yeah, I think it is.”
We entered a moment of silence before finally locking eyes. “Gary,” we both said before continuing and also speeding up our walk toward them.
When we got close enough to them to hear their conversation, Gary was gesturing wildly with his hands. I could now see all of the pots, pans, and utensils he had melded together to create an armor. This was one of his unemployment projects from back when he went through his Transformers craze. While it was nowhere near the level of car parts, it was still pretty impressive.
“Fefe no burn down store, no burn loved ones, no burn customers!” yelled Gary.
Fefe let out a furious roar that sent a spurt of flames at Gary. Gabe and I let out screams of grief and terror at seeing our friend get possibly roasted alive. It felt like both one second and also an eternity that the flames were upon him. Either way, I fully expected him to be dead. Yet, when Fefe closed her mouth, Gary still stood there, looking much angrier than before. Our screams quickly died in our throats, getting cut off so suddenly that I choked and began coughing.
Gary let out a roar of his own before grabbing a chunk of metal off of his back that was once a cookie sheet. He bended the materials as if they were clay, shaping it into a makeshift mouthpiece. As soon as she pieced together what he was doing, they began a game of cat and mouse through the aisles where Fefe ironically wasn’t the cat. Fefe would randomly throw fireballs to divert Gary, but he would take them like a champ and keep rolling. Gabe and I watched, fascinated with the fight. At one point, Gabe vanished and reappeared a moment later with two bags of freshly popped popcorn for us.
It was easy to see how frustrated Gary was becoming, and we felt bad that we couldn’t help. We still didn’t even understand how Gary was so unphased but her fire, though. And so the chase continued, that is until Sheryl appeared with a now bandaged Chip hobbling beside her. (Ignore the fact that he’s a cyborg and doesn’t need bandages because that’s clearly what Sheryl did.) She let out a screeching “Fefe” at the top of her lungs, and the kitten stopped in her tracks. Gary was about to quickly grab her by the scruff of her neck while she was distracted. She yelped before beginning to whine. “But, Uncle Gary, I just wanted lunch!” She struggled against him covering her mouth, eventually melting the piece of metal until it was useless anyway.
Gary groaned like a father using his last bit of patience. “Fefe going to timeout!”
Her flames blazed once more just to the left of me, barely missing by inches, which was entirely too close in my opinion. I made a mental note to check to see if I still had eyebrows later. She actually did hit Gabe, causing him to scream as he too forgot his ghostly qualities. He blushed bright red with embarrassment afterwards. Fefe’s roars continued Godzilla-style, taking down a shelf of bread, two self checkout stations, and a snowman customer that had been lingering in the store. “You’ll be hearing from my lawyer!” the melted man’s mouth-coals blubbered before floating separately away through the sprinkler’s puddles. Gary carried her through the store as her tantrum continued, bringing her to the safety of the parking lot.
By the way, did I mention that this is Charlie’s new pet? This is actually the third incident we’ve had like this this week. You’d think we’d have a process or plan for when she does this, but that’s still a work in progress. Rage therapy is definitely on the list, though.
“I’ll let the wizard know we need a reset spell done,” said Gabe before vanishing.
Sheryl was able to completely calm Fefe by running to a store down the road to buy her specialty cat food, so all ended up being well. I made another mental note after this encounter to keep an extra stock of that brand to avoid Fefe’s hangry rath in the future. Oh, and Danielle later explained to me that she put a protection spell on Gary’s makeshift armor, but that she had never told him that she did. That’s how Gary was unaffected by Fefe’s fiery flames. However, if you asked Gary, he would tell you with full seriousness the Transformer gods gave his armor magical abilities.
Did you know there’s a secret underground religion for Transformers? Learn something new every day.

Charlie’s Group Chat - 12:03 p.m.
Lacie: do we sell dentures? Jared: No. Why? Lacie: zombie customer with no teeth J: Why would you even let that sale happen? Sheryl: The customer is always right! Lacie liked Sheryl’s Message S: Tomorrow is Chip’s Bday! L: cyborgs can have birthdays? Chip: It is my manufacture date. Don’t you guys have one? J: Yeah, I got Lacie from the lab last April. L: my birthday is in October. J: That’s what you’re programmed to think. Acid Dude: What am I programmed to think? J: At this point, I’m pretty sure you’re programmed to have no thoughts. S: That’s so cool! Can I do that? C: I will research how to remove your motherboard. AD: I’ll let you borrow mine! Jared added Daisy to the chat. Daisy: Good afternoon. Sheryl: Hasta leugo! 🙂

12:27 p.m.
Do you know what really sucks? When you really, really just want the day to go right, but life says screw you and throws one curve ball after another. My limit had not only been reached but massacred. I felt like I had received a curveball to the face my head was pounding so hard. I have to rant for a moment, so, if you don’t want to read me whining, skip to after the bullet points.
Here’s what crap I’ve had to deal with so far today, not including the new ownership being thrown at us:
Chip got into an argument with one of the card readers, and it chose to go offline until he apologized. He refused, and it’s still offline. Gary dragged a centaur carcass through the store and traumatized several customers. Sheryl nearly drove her new Lamborghini through the front windows. She tried to gaslight me into believing there was a road through the front window and Charlie’s was just in the way. Danielle decided to prank everyone by spelling the whole store to only speak pig latin. Thankfully it wasn’t long before she reversed the spell because she was the only one who found it funny. We have yet to convince Acid Dude that it was just a spell and not some miracle language he created and then completely forgot 20 minutes later.
So, even as I sat at the break room table and tried to enjoy my free pizza, I still felt like a curveball might smash through the break room door and knock me out for one final blow. And it was only just lunchtime.
Oh, let me explain the free pizza thing. Since it was our first day with Daisy, Ursula told her we could close the store for an hour to all have lunch together. She ordered us a couple of pizzas and told us to pick out some chips and drink. Everyone else seemed to be enjoying it, at least.
“Why are you so pale?” Acid Dude asked Daisy.
“I’m dead,” she explained. “Well, undead, really.”
“Cotards?” asked Acid Dude.
“No, I’m a vampire.”. She opened her mouth a bit to flash her fangs.
Acid Dude scrunched up his face in disgust. “Homie, you need to go to the dentist.”
So far I’ve only seen Daisy show two emotions while here: “Oh, you poor thing,” and “Are you really that stupid?” That second one kind of mimicked curiosity, but it most definitely wasn’t. I’ll let you guess which one she was giving Acid Dude right now.
When the lunch party had reached my third slice of pizza o’clock, Lacie and Gabe started bickering. I’m not even sure what started it because I had been so zoned out, but it felt like this weird dark cloud came over them. It felt like it came out of nowhere. One minute I was staring at a lopsided ceiling tile and trying to determine if I saw a clown staring at me through its gap, and the next they were shouting.
“How did someone like you even get a job here?” yelled Gabe. “Did you flirt your way into the position?” Well, that escalated incredibly quickly folks. Here comes Daisy’s fake curiosity look. Honestly, I couldn’t blame her.
“Will you quit insinuating I got this job because of my looks?” To be fair, Lacie was gorgeous, but she was also very good at her job.
“Well, it definitely wasn’t because of skill.”
“I had enough skill to befriend your murderer,” she snapped.
“Just because you’re a freak that likes freaky things doesn’t mean you belong here any more than I do! I mean, I belong here so much that my spirit came here after death!”
“Just because your spirit is trapped here doesn’t mean you belong. From what I heard, you were being marketed as Gary’s daily special while I was being trained!”
I was on the verge of telling them to cut it out before I lost my mind, but—
“Oh, yeah? Well, at least I didn’t have to use a love spell to make everyone, including a wendigo, like me at this job! But then you fucked up and made Jared fall in love with you, didn’t you?”
Wait, what?
Lacie didn’t respond. Instead, her eyes began to well up with tears as they darted back and forth between Gabe and me. As soon as the words left his mouth, I could see the dark cloud affecting him lift and recognition enter his eyes. That still didn’t take away the hurt of what he had said.
“Wh-what?” I said out loud to her.
Her face flushed with worry and shame. “I–I can explain.”
“No,” I said, standing up from my chair so fast that it fell backward. I almost fell with it, but I regained my balance and once more said, “No.”
My brain felt like it was exploding. Had my love for her—our love for each other all been a manipulation tactic for a freaking grocery store job?
Everyone had quieted at this point, except for Sheryl who had been oblivious to the argument and who kept singing “I Will Always Love You” to Chip Jr. Chip quickly covered her mouth. Daisy once again had a look of pity on her face, but I ignored it while I made my departure. I made sure to grab a box of pizza on my way out, though, and I ignored Lacie’s final attempt to stop me.
Today could most definitely go fuck itself.

2:42 p.m.
We did inventory last week, and I screwed up by accidentally ordering twice the number of crackers we needed. I had them marked down to half price, which Mr. Ducksworth had noticed. A paddling of ducks marching into the store was something I had never expected to see, but I’m glad I got to experience it. I have to admit they were rather adorable in their determination to wipe out our supply of crackers, and Mr. Ducksworth was even more adorable as he guided their mission. (Don’t tell him I said that. I don’t want to be slapped again.)
The cause and effect of that is I am now restocking the crackers. Normally the overnight stocking crew does this, but the duck army bought literally every box. Even now, I could see them eyeing me as I stocked the shelves, munching on their crackers greedily. I had to block the aisle off with shopping carts, so they knew waddling onto this aisle was off-limits.
As I placed one of the slender boxes of crackers on the shelf, every single box of crackers I had placed behind it toppled like dominoes. I groaned before placing their shipping box on the shelf beside them to free my hands. As I straightened the crackers, the cardboard box flew off the shelf as if thrown. I rolled my eyes, already over today and lacking the patience to deal with the shelve’s antics. “I was going to throw the box away,” I told them. “I just had to fix these boxes first.”
A box of graham crackers slid to the front of the shelf, and I watched as the box’s logo morphed into the words, “It wasn’t us.”
A grin spread across my face as the feat left me amazed. “Why have you never told me you could do that?” I asked them. “That’s pretty cool.”
The bear on the box shrugged before its cheeks blushed, smiling smugly and waving its paw as if to say, “Oh shucks, that old trick?”
I jumped as all of the boxes on the shelf behind me were flung out so hard that some of them hit my back. The shelves in front of me responded by morphing all of their item's logos from the beginning of the aisle to the end into one long string of “Heeeeeeey.” Then it threw some items back, which I ducked to avoid. To my shock, they did not hit the shelves on the other side. Instead, it hit some type of force field in front of the shelves and clattered to the ground. I watched one single box float into the air before being thrown at me too. It whacked me in the face, causing me to yell out more in shock than pain.
The logos changed once more to read, “leave Jared aloneeeeeeee” all the way down the aisle.
“I’m not in this,” I announced while raising my hands above my head. I made my way out of the aisles, calling out “Clean up your mess when you’re done,” over my shoulder.
Later on, when I saw Gabe, I asked him if we had a poltergeist in the building.
“Oh, yeah,” he confirmed. “Sheryl spent an hour this morning playing catch with it.”
“Is that all it wants?”
He nodded, and I nodded back in understanding. “And the shelves don’t want to play catch with it,” I said mostly to myself because Gabe had already walked off.
I realized that intervention had to happen when the altercations began to involve customers. I saw a man angrily speed-balling cans into the shelves surrounding him, and I immediately stepped in to help. After apologizing to him and offering a 50% discount that might make Ursula hate me, I turned to the shelves.
“Look, guys, this has got to stop. Putting me through it is one thing because I know I’m this store’s guinea pig, but dragging customers into it is where I draw the line. It’s extremely bad for business.”
I crossed my arms and waited for a response, but none came. After a couple of minutes of waiting for one, I sighed and began tapping my foot as my aggravation and impatience grew. Maybe five seconds later is when I saw the cans to my right begin to tumble off their shelves. Soon, hands appeared, their formation resembling someone swimming forward while underwater.
“What the…” I began as I saw the owner of the hands shimmying through the space it had cleared out. Stringy tendrils of hair trickled out over the shelf edge, falling downwards until they almost touched the floor. The crown of a head peeked out over the edge, making me step back a bit. Recognition began to creep into my bones, but I couldn’t tell why until I heard a familiar popping of the being’s neck. I debated running away, but the head snapped upwards before I could respond. A foul and rotten face locked eyes with me, giving me a horrific grin.
“Deborah!” I yelled while falling back on my butt. Before I had even landed on the floor, however, she was gone. I looked all around me rapidly, dread overwhelming to the point that I felt bile rising up in my throat. Deborah’s disembodied laughter began to fill my ears, and I felt like I was about to pass out.
Until a note floated downwards and landed in my lap. I picked it up and read the scrawling handwriting. It almost resembled a child’s writing, even written with crayon, and it was something I had most definitely never seen before. “Gotcha!” it read.
I groaned. “That wasn’t funny!”
Another note floated downwards and landed in my lap again. “Yes, it was.”
I heard a clinking above me and looked up to find a stack of cans with their logos just changed. “It kind of was,” they read.
I rolled my eyes. “At least you guys are getting along, I guess.”

7:13 p.m.
Knock…knock…knock
I sighed in annoyance. “Go away.”
“Can I come inside?” spoke up the child’s voice on the other side of the locked glass doors. His eerily monotone voice had become a rather aggravating occurrence to me.
“No. Go away,” I said more forcefully.
“Ooooh! Barty is here!” Sheryl crooned from behind me. “Hi, Barty Boy!”
“My name is Bartholemew,” said the boy, sounding slightly annoyed before switching back to his bland cadence. “Can you let me inside, Sheryl?”
“No, I’m sorry, Barty,” responded Sheryl, her voice dripping with disappointment. “Jared says I’ll die if I do.”
“I’m not going to hurt you,” said the strange child. “It’s cold out here, and I would like to call my mother.”
“He doesn’t have a mother because he’s not actually a child,” I explained. “We’ve been over this, Sheryl.”
“Yeah, but he’s just so darn cute!” she responded. “And clearly he needs new clothes! I mean, those were popular in like…colonial days!”
I finally looked up from my register to take a closer look at Barty. He was also looking down at his outfit as if he hadn’t realized his fashion sense was centuries behind. When he looked back up, his jet-black eyes locked onto mine. The sickly sweet smell of death was already getting unbearable, and that was with him on the other side of the door still. His eyes resembled black pits of despair. They beckoned you closer and closer, and if you got too close, they would swallow you up. They began unearthing my deepest fears: Lacie never loving me, the store firing me, dying alone. Just before the feelings consumed me entirely, before I was convinced that the only answer to my salvation was to let him inside, I managed to look away. “Go away, Barty,” I ordered once more.
His porcelain face glared at me. “My name is Bartholemew, and I need to come inside.”
Sheryl looked toward me in hopefulness. When I didn’t respond, she began to shimmy closer to the door as if I wouldn’t notice.
“Sheryl, he’s dangerous——“
“——Barty wouldn’t hurt a fly!”
I watched as she ignored me and stepped just before the door. Barty’s coal-like eyes stared up at hers, and she quickly let out a cry like she was in pain. She leaped backward, falling onto her butt, yet only a second later she was up on her feet and running as far away from the front doors as she could.
I turned towards the rapid footsteps coming from the direction of the office to see a frazzled Lacie throwing her hair up into a quick messy bun as if ready to fight any intruder we had. “What’s going on?”
I avoided eye contact with her while responding. “Barty is here, and Sheryl got too close.”
It was hard not to look at her after being in love with her for so long. I noticed her looking for the chain around my neck, double-checking that I was still wearing the protection pendant she made me. “Did it work?”
Our eyes connected, and I looked away while shrugging. “I didn’t want to take the chance of not wearing it knowing what this store throws at you.” It did not prevent heartbreak, I’ll tell you that much.
“Can I use your telegraph?” spoke up Barty.
“Wrong century, demon,” snapped Lacie. She crossed her arms and locked eyes with him. “And I told you not to come back.”
Barty and Lacie bickered back and forth for a few more minutes before the being suddenly disappeared, angry that his wish had once again not been fulfilled. Lacie looked away for a split second to catch something the poltergeist threw at her, and then he was gone. Barty is part of the reason why Sheryl will never get her own keys to the store. We’ve even let Gary have his own set, but we just can’t trust Sheryl not to open it to any number of creatures we have to deal with on a daily basis. Barty seemed unaffected by Lacie’s protection and diversion spells, and we all know how successful her spells are based off of the last entry.

I really need to shut up talking about it, but its all I can focus on. I think I just need some time to think, so I’ll talk to you guys later.

9:54 p.m.
Ayo, yo, whaddup, guys? It’s Gabe here. Jared said I could type up the conclusion. You guys have no idea how hard it is to type when you don’t have a physical form. Finding the right amount of pressure to press the keys and not completely demolish this keyboard is tedious. The pain is all worth it for you guys, though. You’re always there for us, so I want to be there for you.
Just look behind you.
I’m just kidding. If I really wanted to visit you, you’d have no idea about it.
There’s been a strange vibe around the store today, and I’m not sure why. Everyone just seems…off. Even me. It took me 20 minutes to check a customer’s single item out earlier because I couldn’t remember how to open a plastic shopping bag. We’ve all been stressed, and there’s just this feeling of darkness over us.
I hope things improve, and I hope you guys keep coming along for the ride!
Peace out!
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2023.03.25 17:04 ConsistentSalt407 Power & Authority

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THIS POWER AND AUTHORITY THAT WE ARE CREATED IN WALKING IN, "HEAR ME GOOD," "THE devil CAN'T DO ANYTHING WITH YOU OR I." WE NEVER TO EVER WALK IN FEAR OF ANYTHING OF WHAT ANY CAN DO OR WHAT THEY CAN'T DO ALL BECAUSE WE KNOW IN WHO WE BELIEVE IN, AS TO WHO IS IN CONTROL AS TO HE GIVING US HIS POWER AND AUTHORITY TO OPERATE IN AND NOT ONLY THAT, HE GIVING US WISDOM IN HOW TO OPERATE IN ALL OF WHAT WE BRON OR SAY CREATED IN DOING TO OUR GOD IS ONLY ONE GETTING ALL GLORY OUT OF OUR LIVES TO WE DON'T LIVE FOR NOTHING OTHER THEN THE GLORY OF GOD IS MANIFESTED IN THE EARTH, THROUGH THE SONS OF GOD.... Romans 8:19 For the creation waits in eager expectation for ... - Bible biblehub.com/romans/8-19.htm Indeed the whole creation seems to wait with earnest expectation for the period when the children of God shall be manifested in the glory prepared for them. MANIFESTATION OF THE SONS OF GOD, WHEN, WHERE AND HOW HAS BEEN A TOPIC MUCH DISCUSSED BY HOLY GHOST BELIEVERS THROUGHOUT THIS TWENTIETH CENTURY. WILL SOME MIRACULOUS END-TIME REVIVAL, ACCOMPANIED BY POWERFUL DEMONSTRATIONS OF THE HOLY SPIRIT, PRODUCE THESE SON? TRUE, Satan's SONS ARE RESPONSIBLE FOR THE MOUNTING TENSION AND UNREST THAT IS IN THE WORLD TODAY. THE SONS OF WICKEDNESS AS THEY ARE MANIFESTED WILL MAKE THIS FINAL GENERATION THE GENERATION THAT GOD MUST JUDGE FOR ITS WICKEDNESS, SEEING THAT THE WICKEDNESS OF THE DAYS OF NOAH AND LOT WILL BE DUMPED INTO THIS LAST GENERATION.... (Luke 17:25-30) 25 But first must he suffer many things, and be rejected of this generation. 26 And as it was in the days of Noe, so shall it be also in the days of the Son of man. 27 They did eat, they drank, they married wives, they were given in marriage, until the day that Noe entered into the ark, and the flood came, and destroyed them all. 28"It was the same as happened in the days of Lot: they were eating, they were drinking, they were buying, they were selling, they were planting, they were building; 29but on the day that Lot went out from Sodom it rained fire and brimstone from heaven and destroyed them all. 30"It will be just the same on the day that the Son of Man is revealed.… GENESIS 6:5 THE LORD SAW HOW GREAT THE WICKEDNESS OF THE HUMAN RACE HAD BECOME ON THE EARTH, AND THAT EVERY INCLINATION OF THE THOUGHTS OF THE HUMAN HEART WAS ONLY EVIL ALL THE TIMES. PERHAPS THIS EXPLAINS WHY REBELLION, LAWLESSNESS, RIOTS, POT, DOPE, BOOZE, PORNOGRAPHY, SEX EDUCATION, MATE SWAPPING, HOMOSEXUALITY, NUDITY, FORNICATION AND ADULTERY HAVE BECOME HOUSEHOLD WORDS IN THIS SOCIETY, AND IS FAST BECOMING AS AN ACCEPTED PART OF THE AMERICAN AND THE WORLD WAY OF LIFE AS HAS "APPLE PIE." TO ALL THAT IS TAKING PLACE IN OUR WORLD NOW IS BECAUSE WE HAS TURNED AWAY FROM TRUTH TO WHAT OUR GOD WORD SAYS AND THAT WILL TAKE PLACE IN THE LAST DAYS...EVEN IN OUR LAST DAYS HE TELLS US WHAT TO WATCH OUT FOR AND THEN SAYING WHEN WE SEE THOSE THINGS TAKING PLACE IT'S STILL NOT THE END YET BUT JUST THE BEGINNING OF SORROW TAKING PLACE ON THE EARTH....WE IN THE BEGINNING TRULY AS TO NEVER SEEN BEFORE OF SORROW TAKING PLACE IN THE EARTH. YET WHILE WE STILL ALIVE TO US THAT ARE THE SONS OF GOD WE NEED MORE TO FOCUS ON WHO WE ARE IN CHRIST JESUS FOR HE CAN BRING FORTH THE TRUTH OF OUR BEING TO WE NOT WORRIED OF WHAT TAKING PLACE IN OUR WORLD BUT GETTING READY TO BE ABOUT WHAT WE ARE TRULY CREATED FOR IN THIS TIME AS BEING READY FOR ANYTHING BUT IN THIS WE UNDERSTAND TIMING AND THAT WHICH WE ARE CREATED OF AND FOR TO OUR LIVES IS BECOMING MORE OF THE GLORY OF OUR GOD IN THE EARTH TO NOT ONLY THAT WHICH IS EVIL TAKING PLACE BUT THE SONS AND DAUGHTER OF OUR GOD IS MORE OF OUR FATHER WORK IN THE EARTH AS NEVER BEFORE EXPOSING THE EVIL THAT LAYS IN THE DARK. OUR GOD LET US KNOW WHAT DONE IN THE DARK WILL COME TO LIGHT. LUKE 8:The Lesson of the Lamp 16 No man, when he has lighted a candle, covers it with a vessel, or puts it under a bed; but sets it on a candlestick, that they which enter in may see the light. 17 For nothing is secret, that shall not be made manifest; neither any thing hid, that shall not be known and come abroad. 18 Take heed therefore how you hear: for whoever has, to him shall be given; and whoever has not, from him shall be taken even that which he seems to have. PROVERBS 26: …25When he speaks fair, believe him not: for there are seven abominations in his heart. 26Whose hatred is covered by deceit, his wickedness shall be showed before the whole congregation. 27Whoever digs a pit shall fall therein: and he that rolls a stone, it will return on him. Matthew 23:28 In the same way, on the outside you appear to people as righteous but on the inside you are full of hypocrisy and wickedness. Luke 8:17 For there is nothing hidden that will not be disclosed, and nothing concealed that will not be known or brought out into the open. Proverbs 10:9 Whoever walks in integrity walks securely, but whoever takes crooked paths will be found out. ONE THING ABOUT GOD WORD WE KNOW FOR SURE HE CAN'T LIE AND AND WE ABLE TO TRUST HIS WORD TO KNOWING WHAT WILL TAKE PLACE IN THE EARTH BEFORE TIME AND TO KNOW WHAT HE SAID HE WILL DO IN HIS CHILDREN AS TO THE POWER AND AUTHORITY WE ARE CREATED IN AND TO WALK IN AS THE CHILDREN/SONS AND DAUGHTER OF OUR GOD... IF THE WORD OF GOD SAY WE CAN DO IT THEM WE CAN DO IT!!! WHAT WRONG WITH US IN NOT WALKING IN THIS POWER AND AUTHORITY? WE DON'T KNOW TO BELIEVE AS LACK OF KNOWLEDGE. HIS WORD LETS US KNOW WE PARISH FOR LACK OF KNOWLEDGE. WHAT WE DON'T KNOW WE DON'T KNOW HOW TO USE IT AND THAT IS A VERY DEADLY THING TO US ALL...THIS IS WHY MANY HAS AND FOREVER WILL NOT WALK IN THE POWER AND AUTHORITY WE ARE CREATED IN AS OUR GOD CREATED US THIS WAY... THIS IS SO POWERFUL TO GOD KNOWS WHO TO TRUST WITH THIS TO WE CAN DO MUCH IN THE FULNESS OF OUR GOD ABILITY THAT IS BIRTH WITHIN EACH OF US TO WE BEEN LIVING SO MUCH BENEATH OUR GOD GIVING ABILITY TO WAKE UP HEAVEN TO HAVE HEAVEN MOVE ON OUR BEHALF...IN WALKING IN THIS IS NOT ABOUT US WALKING INTO SEEKING ANYTHING OF OUR WILL BUT ONLY THE WILL OF OUR GOD TO WE TRULY LEARN OF ALL WHO WE ARE IN HIM TO WE LET NOT ONE THING OR ANYONE TAKE US FROM THE TRUTH OF OUR BEING TO WE WALK IN THIS POWER AND AUTHORITY!!! WE ARE NOT CRATED AS TO HOW WE BEEN LIVING NOT KNOWING WHO WE ARE TO NEVER WALKING IN OUR FULL POTENTIAL OF THE CHILDREN OF GOD THAT WE TAKING OVER TO GOD CRATED US IN DOING AND WE ARE THE HEAD AND NOT THE TAIL TO WE NOT LETTING THE devil KEEP DOING IN OUR LIVES TO WHAT he BEEN DOING BEFORE WE HAS COME INTO THE TRUTH OF GOD GIVING POWER AND AUTHORITY OVER EVER UNCLEAN spirits OF THIS WORLD.... IN HEARING AND READING WHAT OUR FATHER WORD TELL US ABOUT DARKNESS IN THE EARTH TO THE MEASURE OF WHAT OUR GOD SAID IS TAKING PLACE AND TO ONLY LET US KNOW WHAT WILL TAKE PLACE HE TELLS US ALL ABOUT US IN HOW TO FIGHT THAT WHICH WE FACE TO THE PULLING DOWN OF ALL FALSE IMAGINATION AND EVERYTHING THING EXALTETH ITSELF AGAINST THE KNOWLEDGE OF OUR LORD AND SAVIOR JESUS CHRIST. TO THE PULLING DOWN STRONGHOLDS AND TAKING THE WORD OF GOD AS OUR SWORD WHICH WILL QUINCE ALL THE FIERY DARTS OF THE devil....OUR THING IS DO WE BELIEVE HIS WORD WORK OR IT DON'T? THIS IS HOW WE ARE TO LIVE OUR LIVES ACCORDING TO OUR FAITH IN THE WORD OF GOD SO IN THIS WE MUST LET OUR FAITH GROW UP IN THE WORD OF GOD TO HIS WORD IS FULL EFFECT OVER US TO WE SPEAK HIS WORD OVER ALL THAT TAKING PLACE IN OUR LIVES AS TO OUR WORLD ...HIS WORD WE KNOW OF CAN'T COME BACK WITHOUT FULFILLING WHAT IT HAS BEEN SET OUT IN DOING. WE THAT OF THE FAITH OF OUR GOD AND LORD AND SAVIOR JESUS CHRIST NEED TO UNDERSTAND OUR PLACE IN THE EARTH TO THE POWER AND AUTHORITY THAT LIVES WITHIN US TO NO ONE IS ABLE TO SPEAK EVIL OVER ANY PART OF OUR LIVES AND WE LET IT BE AS IT'S OK WITH US....NO TAKE THE WORD OF GOD AND KNOW THAT OUR GOD HAS GIVEN US POWER AND AUTHORITY OVER EVER UNCLEAN spirit THAT IS NOT OF OUR GOD THAT COME TO KILL, STILL AND DESTROY ANY PART OF OUR LIVES. WE TAKING OUR TIME TO LEARN TO TRULY TRUST HIS WORD IS MORE POWERFUL THEN ANY FORCE OF THIS WORLD. IN THIS WE BUILD UP OUR FAITH TO SPEAK OUR GOD IS GREATER WITHIN US THEN HE THAT IS OF THIS WORLD AND NOT AFRAID TO SPEAK THUS SAYS THE LORD TO WHO EVER IT MAY NEED BE SPOKE TO THAT THE GLORY OF OUR GOD WILL BE MANIFESTED IN OUR LIVES TO GOD WILL BE SHOWN IN THE EARTH THE MORE WE SPEAK GOD IN TRUTH TO WHO HE IS IN OUR LIVES AND HE READY TO BACK US UP WHEN WE USE HIS WORD AND SPEAK OF WHO HE IS WITH US AND GOT US.... THERE IS MANY THINGS THAT GOD HAS DONE IN MY LIFE TO BLESSED ME TO FOREVER SPEAK OF HIM BEFORE ANYONE TO THE GLORY OF MY GOD THAT HE BE THE ONE LIFTED UP IN THE EARTH AND BE SEEN TO BE THE GOD OF HIS WORD IN OUR LIVES THAT I DON'T TRUST IN THIS WORLD OR OF ANYTHING OF SELF OR OF MAN BUT MY GOD... I JUST LIKE TO LEAVE WITH YOU TO KNOW OUR GOD AND TRUST HIS WORD OVER ALL THAT TAKING PLACE IN YOUR LIFE TO YOU BEGAN TO WALK IN THE POWER AND AUTHORITY OF OUR GOD THAT THOSE WHO THINK THEY IN CONTROL WILL TRULY SEE AND KNOW WHO REALLY IN CONTROL OF OUR LIVES AND ALL THAT IS PERTAINING TO OUR LIVES. ON THIS MORNING AND THIS IS TO ALL THE GLORY OF MY GOD TO IT'S MUCH THAT MY FATHER HAS BLESSED THAT HE DONE TO MANIFEST HIMSELF TO I PUT MY GOD ON THE SEEM TO ALL THINGS THAT IS NEGATIVE AGAINST ME AS TO WON'T COME OUT TO MY FAVOR ....IN COURT ON TODAY THIS MORNING STANDING BEFORE MY LAWYERS AND THEY SPEAKING MUCH NEGATIVE WORDS AS IF IT WON'T COME OUT IN MY FAVOR AND IN THE MIST OF HIM AS TO THEM SPEAKING, I SAID, "STOP SPEAKING NEGATIVE WORDS, I'M SENDING MY ANGLES IN THERE TO TURN THIS MANOR AROUND." I GET HIS CRAZY LOOK AS I ALWAYS GET TO THIS GIRL IS CRAZY BECAUSE I'LL TELL WHO EVER STAND BEFORE ME IN SPEAKING ANYTHING NEGATIVE OVER MY LIFE OR MY FAMILY LIFE AND PUT A STOP TO IT RIGHT THEN TO LETTING THEM KNOW WHO I AM IN WHO I BELONGS TO....IN THIS HE LOOKS AT ME SAYING THAT WHICH HE SAID TO HE SAID WE HAS TO WAIT. IN THE WAITING TIME TILL THEY GO BACK IN THE COURT ROOM TO HEAR WHAT WILL BE DONE, THEY COME BACK OUT TO ME AND MY NIECE WITH SOMETHING COMPLETELY DIFFERENT TO WHAT WAS SAID BEFORE HAND... WHEN HE SET DOWN TO LOOK ME IN MY EYES SAYING WHAT HAPPEN TO THEY COULDN'T BELIEVE WHAT THEY HEARD TO AS FROM ONE MOMENT NOT IN OUR FAVOR TO NOW NOT EVEN NO NEAR TO WHAT THEY WANTED OR SAY EXPECTED TO HAPPEN FOR US...IN SITTING SPEAKING TO US ABOUT WHAT TAKEN PLACE IN THERE AS TO THING TURNED AROUND BUT THEN STILL COME OUT TO SAY SOMETHING NEGATIVE, TILL THE POWER OF AUTHORITY COME FROTH FROM MY SPIRIT AND SPOKE TO HIM SAYING TO NO MATTER WHAT EVER TAKEN PLACE IN NO OTHER CASE THAT IS SIMILAR TO OUR TO IT IS NOT ABOUT WHAT TAKEN PLACE THEN, NOW IS I YOU DEALING WITH TO THE GOD I SERVE IS GRATER THEN ANY JUDGE OR JURY TO MY GOD IS JUDGE OVER ALL JUDGES AND TO NEVER SPEAK OVER THIS CASE AGAIN ANYTHING NEGATIVE TO TAKEN HIS HAND AND SAYING WE TOUCH AND AGREE IN THIS RIGHT. HE COULDN'T DO NOTHING BUT SMILED TO SAYING NOTHING BUT THAT WHICH IS POSITIVE TO NOW SPEAKING ALL THAT WHICH IS GREAT TO NOW SAYING PRAY FOR THIS TO HAPPEN AND I LET HIM KNOW MY GOD IS ALREADY ON THIS MATTER TO WE WILL WALK OUT OF THIS ON TOP... IT WAS MUCH SAID TO MY NIECE SAID HIS WHOLE DEMEANOR CHANGED TO WANTING ME TO KEEP PRAYING AND SPEAKING AS TO BUILDING ME UP THEN ALL THAT OTHER STUFF TO WE NOT HEARING ANYTHING THAT NOT BECOMING OF MY FATHER WILL OVER OUR LIVES....WE HAVE THAT POWER TO STOP THAT WHICH COMES FROM THE devil NO MATTER WHO IT COMES FROM AND BE BOLD TO SPEAK OUR GOD TO WHO HE IS AND HE GOT WHAT EVER THAT IS PERTAINING TO OUR LIVES....GOD HAS SAID WE TAKING AUTHORITY OVER THINGS TO THE devil WILL SEE THE CHILDREN OF GOD TO WE NOT AFRAID TO SPEAK OUR GOD AS TO SAYING WHO HE IS AND SENDING OUR ANGLES ON A MATTER TO TURN THINGS AROUND TO OUR FAVOR IN OUR LIVES. FATHER GOD WE COME THANKING YOU FOR TRUTH OF WHO WE ARE AS YOUR CHILDREN TO WALK IN YOU NO MATTER WHERE WE AT TO ALWAYS PLACE YOU ABOVE ALL MATTER IN LIFE THAT COME TO KILL, STEAL AND DESTROY OUR LIVES. WE BLESS YOU THAT GREATER OF YOU LORD THAT LIVES WITHIN US THEN THAT IS OF THIS WORLD TO WE AS YOUR CHILDREN IS COMING INTO A PLACE TO NEVER PUT YOU UNDER A BUSHEL BUT TO HAVE YOU TO SHIN GREAT IN OUR LIVES THAT THE WORLD WILL KNOW OUR GOD IS WITH US AND STANDING EVER BEFORE US IN DEFENDING OUR CASE TO YOUR WORD SAID YOU ARE A LAWYER IN THE COURT ROOM FOR US...WE BLESS YOU LORD THAT ALL MATTER CONCERNING OUR LIVES YOU GOT THIS BECAUSE WE GIVE IT TO YOU TO BE GOD/LORD/MASTEKING AND JUDGE OVER IN OUR LIVES....WE ARE TRULY THE HEAD AND NOT THAT OF THE TAIL....WE BLESSING YOU FOR THE LIFE WE LIVE IS IN ALL POWER AND AUTHORITY GIVEN UNTO FROM HEAVEN AND TO ALWAYS WALK IN YOUR WISDOM MY LORD TO WE NOT OF SELF BUT OF OUR FATHER GETTING ALL GLORY FROM OUR LIVES THAT YOU BE SEEN TO THAT OUR WORLD WILL KNOW THAT THOSE OF YOUR CHILDREN SERVE A MIGHTY GOD AND EVER BEFORE US IN WORKING ALL THINGS OUT ON OUR BEHALF....WE BLESSING YOU NOW AND FOREVER MORE THAT WE AS YOUR WILL KNOW YOU IN ALL OF WHO WE ARE IN JESUS NAME.... I SAY TO YOU ALL OUT THERE IN THE LAND OF THE LIVING, LIFE AND DEATH IS IN THE POWER OF YOUR MOUTH, YOUR TONGUE AND THAT WHICH WE SPEAK OVER RIDE ANY OTHER VOICE THAT DON'T LINE UP ACCORDING TO OUR FATHER WORD OVER OUR LIVES....SO LET US LEARN HOW TO SPEAK WHAT GOD WILL HAVE US IN SPEAKING AND KNOW WHEN WE DO WE DO IT ALL IN HIS POWER AND AUTHORITY THAT HE GIVEN TO US TO OPERATE IN TO THE TAKING ALL THAT HAS BEEN STOLEN FROM US IN OUR FATHER SON JESUS BLESSED NAME AND ALL GLORY TO YOU MY LORD TO WE LIVE IN VICTORY IN ALL AREA OF OUR LIVES TO WE SPEAK YOUR WORD ALIVE WITHIN US TO WE LIVE THIS WORD THAT OUR LIVES IS TRULY ONE HAS BEEN TRANSFORMED BY THE RENEWING OF OUR MINDS BY LETTING YOUR WORD BE IN US WHICH ALSO IN CHRIST JESUS!!! AMEN AMEN AND AMEN.... WE PRAY THE READING OF HIS WORD WILL BE THAT WHICH TRANSFORM OUR LIVES TO THE LIVING WITNESS OF OUR LORD AND GOD, BE BLESS ALL AND LOVE YOU TO IT'S MY DESIRE THAT WE ALL COME INTO THE TRUTH OF WHO WE ARE AND THEN WALK IN OUR GOD CREATION OF OUR TRUE BEING!!! GOD BLESS ALL YOUR SISTER IN CHRIST JESUS OUR LORD!!! Proverbs 18:21 ESV Death and life are in the power of the tongue, and those who love it will eat its fruits. 20 A man's belly shall be satisfied with the fruit of his mouth; and with the increase of his lips shall he be filled. 21 Death and life are in the power of the tongue: and they that love it shall eat the fruit thereof. Matthew 12:37 For by your words you will be acquitted, and by your words you will be condemned. "Proverbs 10:19 Sin is not ended by multiplying words, but the prudent hold their tongues .Proverbs 12:13 Evildoers are trapped by their sinful talk, and so the innocent escape trouble. Proverbs 13:2 From the fruit of their lips people enjoy good things, but the unfaithful have an appetite for violence. Proverbs 13:3 Those who guard their lips preserve their lives, but those who speak rashly will come to ruin. Proverbs 21:23 Those who guard their mouths and their tongues keep themselves from calamity. Isaiah 3:10 Tell the righteous it will be well with them, for they will enjoy the fruit of their deeds. Hosea 10:13 But you have planted wickedness, you have reaped evil, you have eaten the fruit of deception. Because you have depended on your own strength and on your many warriors, LET US NOT BE OF THIS VERSE HERE!!! YOU ALL!!!
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2023.03.25 17:04 NecessaryPlus6132 My (22F) Boyfriend (25m) is too friendly

So to preface my boyfriend and I have been together for 3 years. We met in the military then moved to New York together now we are in college, so we’ve grown a lot together. We’ve been through a lot as well and some infidelity on his end that we worked through.
I’m glad to say we did because now we are so much better and I feel like a princess 24/7. When i first met Jim (not his real name) he was very friendly, and some of his friendliness seemed flirtatious when in actuality he was just super friendly, off of this I fell in love with him due to how tentative he was.
Fast forward 2 and a half years, he’s always been able to get along with girls more and I don’t really mind, I’m a jealous person but I don’t feel threatened often. But he is overly friendly and he’s a photographer as well so if we were in a group setting I would expect him to connect with another female and take her portrait and be very VERY tentative I really don’t think he means harm, because he actually does it with even men(and he’s very straight).
Fast forward to last night he had a female peer over to show our apartment, she wanted to shoot her end of the year student film. I said that fine, I didn’t really care and she was actually cool. But the way jim was speaking to her, and looking at her while talking made me very uncomfortable, I sensed that she was into him and I honestly can’t even Fucking blame her for being into him with how friendly he was. And it wasn’t the worst I’ve ever seen two months prior we went out with a group of friends and him being the nice person he is paid more attention to the shy girl, but he was BERY friendly to the point my friend was like “why is he so interested in her?” And I don’t usually care because we live in nyc we meet interesting people every day but I don’t want people thinking that he avalible due to how friendly and kind he is. Another example of how much of a gentleman he is, we went drinking out with a friend of mine, she got way to drink and I can’t really deal with vomit or I will vomit but he took care of her washed her clothes cleaned the vomit from her mouth etc. I was fine with all of this because we were both drunk and I didn’t feel threatened , I thought it was so kind of him, but looking at everything as a whole idk how to handle Jim’s friendliness
TD;LR: my (22f) Boyfriend (25m) is very friendly and it’s starting to make me uncomfortable
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2023.03.25 17:03 WreckageHothHead Evaluating RLM's SW commentary, thread 1: logic of Deathstar interior, Bespin hell levels and "Theed power room"

In the spirit of Efap's ROTS/Plinkett episode and similar discussions, I thought I'd post some some breakdowns/analysis/etc. of Redlettermedia's spacewars commentary, one subject at a time or something - here's part one for now.
(Hopefully the "greentext quotes" here won't become a visual nightmare, given the amount of quotes - we'll see I guess.)
Plinkett audio commentary: SW Ep4
But really, a space station the size of a small moon? And they just happened to get pulled into the exact hangar bay which is located right near all the things that they need to get to.
But they do get back to the Millennium Falcon on foot, right? Like right after when they rescue Princess Leia and get all showered up; so the prisoner room and the garbage dump that's like one floor below it - is like right near where the hangar bay is?
Same with all 7 power reactor control things that shut off power to the main tractor beam...
Why is this Death Star so big again?
Oh right, the giant space laser. Ah, whatever...
The Death Star is silly and nonsensical; each set is designed for the purpose of the movie's needs:
The prisoner cell block only has one way out; which is great by the way, in case a crazed prisoner escapes and corners a guard?
There are giant steel doors everywhere, that close to block off hallways - utterly pointless, except it's neat to have Han and Chewie jump through a door as it's closing while they're being chased by Stormtroopers.
"Open the blast doors! Open the blast doors!"
I guess they're blast doors...
What are they blasting against? [...]
I guess they're like watertight bulkhead doors? - like on the Titanic? You know, in case the Death Star hits an iceberg.
And then you got the extendable and retractable bridge over the cavernous pit; this serves no purpose? - unless we want a scene where Luke has to swing across the pit heroically with Leia.
And don't even get me started on the fact that there are no railings anywhere on any of the [?] walkways, that go above endless pits to nowhere...
It's all very stark, and abstract, and science-fictiony stuff.
I guess the Empire's so confident in its efficiency, that it doesn't need shit like safety railings - they've been accident free for over three years now!
Now you might be saying to yourself, well, I did complain about the Theed power room, right?
But I never really complained about the look of the Theed power room - or the fact that they didn't have no railings either!
And they have these silly rotating force field doors, that led to a little room with a pit in it for no reason...
It was like that little Keymaker guy from the Matrix sequels showed up - and he opened up the door to a completely different fucking world.
I guess George wanted them to have a fight scene on a Star Wars looking set, or something that looked like the Death Star kind of environment? - but he couldn't get them onto one storywise, so he just said that there would be one underneath this old quaint city.
You see we need some kind of connection to reality?, and as absurd as a planet-sized space station with a giant laser is - it's still much more believable than the fact that Naboo has a gigantic power generator under its city;
accessible through doors in some kind of hangar bay for some reason.
And it's like underneath the main palace? And not like a 100 miles away in the middle of nowhere.
It's like having a nuclear powerplant under the White House - not necessarily the greatest idea....
If I owned a nuclear powerplant, I'd probably go and touch the Uranium rods. I'd rub my face against them.. in hopes that I would get superpowers and be able to shoot laser out of my eyes... But I'd probably just get horrible cancer.
You know, I got something to admit - I got cancer once? But I was cured of it... Because you see, once the cancer cells saw what I did in my basement at night? - they all killed themselves. They said they didn't wanna bring their children into a world such as mine.
This of course being an expanded version of a point that touched briefs in the Ep1 review:
Plinkett: SW Ep1
Oh, and then they go from the palace to this room, what is this room? Is this in the palace??
I mean I know George wanted the Jedis to fight in a cool place that's really Star Warsy? - so.. so what this is like a power generator? What does it power, the Universe??
So you're expecting me to believe that the people that built this technological wonder were dying without space supplies for 2 days??
One additional plot hole I seem to have found here (at least haven't seen anyone else mention it) is that at the beginning of Ep1, the hangar with the ships quite certainly was not in the palace (the Queen's group looked like it had walked quite a distance away from the palace before the 2 Jedi freed them - and then Panaka's like "the hangar, this way" and next second they're at the hangar; no way they made the whole trip back to the palace during that cut?) - however at the end, they enter the palace via the hangar.
Either way this aside, while the comparison in that commentary section is accurate, the big problem here is that a much closer and more natural comparison to what happens here with the Theed hangar->"powerplant", is not the Death Star here, but rather the Bespin duel - and Plinkett doesn't make that obvious comparison anywhere.
As an environment, Bespin is a direct predecessor to mainly Coruscant (i.e. the exterior) as well as to a lesser extent the Naboo capital - its interior doesn't directly look like the Palace (if anything that one's much more comparable to the Yavin throne room), however it's an exotic, idyllic and embellished, arguably "aristocratic" looking environment built right next to the hellish looking carbon freezing chamber, a junkyard featuring a conveyor belt leading into an inferno, and probably other industrial areas;
this in itself is not yet "unjustified" in any way - Cloud City is a "gas mining colony" after all, and as James Cameron is well aware, smoke-filled metallic industrial environments already have an inherent tendency to look like Hell on Earth and serve as a perfect setting for climactic showdowns against creepy villains and monsters.
However Han's group never visits Lando's moody looking industrial facilities before being taken there by Vader - so from their perspective, and the way it's conveyed in the movie (starting even with the room Threepio initially enters), these industrial and engine rooms represent the "evil underbelly" of Cloud City, hidden beneath and inbetween the picturesque city and the soothing bright hallways that serve as a "front" for this hidden truth;
even the gnome-like aliens first found by Chewie in that junkyard, and later seen participating in in the carbon freezing procedure, while literally just being industrial workers there, come off as malicious, almost demon-like creatures who're seemingly exclusively found in these grim underbelly rooms.
Then, even though it's reasonable to expect a city with a police force to feature prisons and detention centers, the one that Chewbacca gets locked in has an emphatically grim and evil look to it - a complete contrast to the public areas.
That's not what the Enterprise's detention cells look like?
Moments later, Han is strapped into a torture contraption, in a similar room with a dark red ceiling - one might assume the Empire brought the torture equipment with them, but really this place increasingly starts looking like an evil Imperial fortress rather than a benign, idyllic city built around some factories.
And if the initial scenes inside the freezing chamber didn't outright confirm that this place exists right "next" to the bright hallways, then certainly that's exactly how it turns out to be when Luke arrives and is lured into this trap - one moment he's in the white hallway, the next he enters a door and is pulled into the hell room with Vader.
Plinkett's "Keymaker from the Matrix" comparison becomes more and more applicable here - even though the believability isn't stretched as much yet, since why shouldn't there be quick and easy access to the industrial/engine rooms from the public hallways?
And the Empire just happens to be using this room, since Vader wants to use this otherwise normal industrial facility to freeze Luke so he doesn't try to escape during the trip to the Emperor... or something.
However as Luke starts following after Vader after pushing him off the platform, and walks through a creepy tunnel into what seems like a level of control rooms connected by darkly lit hallways, the place becomes hard to distinguish from some of the interiors of the Death Star - especially the Emperor's throne room from the 2nd one;
and then Luke is blown out a window that looks like a spider web (not quite unlike the one seen behind the Emperor's throne in the next film), into a vast, round bottomless pit with walls that look like the surface of the Death Star.
Sure - if that long shaft emerging from underneath the city and reaching down into the clouds (possibly connected to the "gas mining" somehow) were to be hollow inside, then it would look like a gaping bottomless pit - but why does its wall have to look like the Death Star's surface? And also evoke the bottomless pit that was surrounding the tractor beam controls for some reason?
So at this point, Luke and Vader have gotten from a smoky industrial facility that you would expect from an industrial city like this, to what looks indistinguishable from the interior of an evil Imperial station or fortress - even though these interiors have been here for years, way before the Empire arrived here a few days ago, and effectively made it into its temporary evil space station fortress;
they hardly could've revamped the design of all these rooms and chasms during the short time they've been staying here, to make them look like an Imperial base instead?
Really by all looks, these levels beneath the carbon freezing facility, as well as those "prison rooms" from before, look like this for no other reason than that the Bespin city functions as a honey-trap Imperial fortress in this film;
and as the duel starts protruding into the increasingly Deathstarish looking environment, it seems like dream logic starts completely taking over any pretenses the environment initially had of "making sense in-universe":
each set is designed for the purpose of the movie's needs:
What's happening on a small and not even anywhere as immediately noticeable scale in Ep4's Deathstar, is taking place on a much larger scale here - the environments are designed according to the needs of the film, as well as to reflect the meaning of what's happening in the story as well as the protagonist's mental state:
the "control room level" looks like an Imperial fortress because it's functioning as one here, and exists as a representation of the dark place (morally and mentally) Vader is trying to lure him into; and the claustrophobic hallways, spider window and gaping chasm reflect and intensify Luke's bleak states of mind during those respective moments - the unfamiliarity of the environment reflects the hidden knowledge that he's about to discover, the hallways and thin bridge intensify his "trapped in a deadly situation" situation, and hovering above a gaping pit into nothingness is seemingly how he feels about having learned what he just learned: that his entire aspiration to go after his father, and what his trusted mentors had been telling him, were all lies, and he seemingly has way to escape the "dark abyss" that Vader is trying to pull him in (ironically the literal dark abyss is what he jumps into to escape it - having changed into representing the preferable nature of death/uncertainty to what Vader is offering him).
So how does this all compare to the Ep1 counterpart?
You see we need some kind of connection to reality?, and as absurd as a planet-sized space station with a giant laser is - it's still much more believable than the fact that Naboo has a gigantic power generator under its city;
accessible through doors in some kind of hangar bay for some reason.
And it's like underneath the main palace? And not like a 100 miles away in the middle of nowhere.
It's like having a nuclear powerplant under the White House - not necessarily the greatest idea....
To get this one thing right out of the way out of the bat, there is no indication of those power beams or anything else in this place somehow being hazardous like the fissile radiant material in nuclear powerplants - so at least there's that.
However the believability is certainly stretched a lot farther here than anything in Bespin - for one, Theed is not a relatively small city built around an industrial function, it's just a regular royal capital; so unless the Naboo culture has some kind of "the kings are also the producers of goods" thing going on, this "power plant" being right in the palace building seems like a non-sequitur;
being next to the fighter jet hangar might make a slight bit more sense, but still not really at all - plus the hangar's in the palace now, unlike the start of the film.
Another big difference here is that the "powerplant" area is not just extending downwards into bottomless chasms, but also upwards towards the unseen ceiling - and one might ask oneself whether the buildings seen from outside were really high enough to contain that massive area, although the Palace (despite not being a skyscraper) just might.
And also while there's nothing inherently absurd about underground levels, or a round bottomless pit leading underground, the latter hadn't been set up by an exterior shot of the station, with the "bottomless pit" axis growing out of the flying saucer's lower half and reaching into the clouds/gas below (in what had been established as a "gas mining facility") - this time all that stuff is literally coming out of nowhere.
However ultimately what really doesn't make sense, analogously to the Bespin "control rooms levels" beneath the freezing chamber, is it looking like an evil Imperial fortress - Naboo isn't an evil fortress, so why would it have an evil looking interior like this?
However, a major difference here is that while the Empire had only occupied Bespin for a short while, was intent on leaving again (unless Lando refused to cooperate, that is), the Trade Federation has been here for quite a while longer - certainly in "film time" terms it takes up the length of the entire movie, even if the in-universe time that passes between the invasion and the return to Naboo might be ranging between a significantly long period to a few days) - and by all looks they were planning to stay and had some kind of huge sprawling plans in mind that involved the entire planet:
"Is the planet secure?"
"We have taken over the last pockets of primitive life forms - we are in complete control of the planet now."
"Good."
And in this movie, the Trade Federation is a proto-Empire of sorts - not only collaborating with the Sith and led by the literal future Emperor, they also seem to be a dystopian megacorporation of sorts, who've already (unofficially?) taken over significant Republic territory:
"You can't take Her Royal Highness there, the Hutts are gangsters! If they discovered her-"
"...It'd be no different than if we landed on a system controlled by the Federation; except that the Hutts aren't looking for her - which gives us the advantage."
"Your Highness - with your permission, we're heading for a remote planet called Tatooine; it's in a system far beyond the reach of the Trade Federation."
Their ships literally look like mini Death Stars (with Saturn rings around them, to make it slightly less obvious?), and their interior generally looks very Empirey as well.
So, compared to the idea that one might easily think of to try and ground the Bespin look in the universe, namely that "the Empire has started changing this place they're occupying into their evil fortress", such a notion certainly makes a lot more sense in the context of Ep1's plot.
Additionally this is somewhat supported by the visuals of Gunray riding around on a crab-throne while in a darkly lit looking Palace interior at night - even if only in this scene here:
"Your Queen is lost, your people are starving... and you, Governor, are going to die much sooner than your people, I'm afraid."
"This invasion will gain you nothing! We're a democracy - the people have decided!"
"Take him away."
"My troops are in position to begin searching the swamps for these rumoured underwater villages. They will not stay hidden for long."
This also conveys some kind of notion of "them remaking the place into their own", even if technically it's just a creepy looking robot chair and this scene (along with the later Sidious scene where they tell him they've taken over those primitive lifeforms) happens to take place at night.
Ultimately though, even if making more sense than Bespin by comparison, it's still a heavy stretch on rational world believability - and, of course, there's no direct hints at this actually having physically taken place there.
Similarly to ESB, this duel starts with the villain getting in the heroes' way as they're there for a different mission (having waited for them from behind a closed door as well), and at least partially showing signs of following a plan to lure them into increasingly dangerous environments:
Maul arbitrarily opens the gate to the space room and leads the fight there - then he backflips onto a bridge even further away from the hangar, and is subsequently seen stepping back from Qui-Gon all up until ending up in that corridor with the red force fields, and eventually the sealed room with the gaping pit:
where he immediately reveals to have been pretending to be retreating from Qui-Gon and turns around at him the moment the force fields reactivate again.
So, just like with Bespin, there's a surreal, dream logic element here that extends and reflects the literal premise of the villain luring the heroes into a trap - the environments he's leading them into look like an evil fortress, evoke power, awe and danger, and feature both claustrophobic small rooms/corridors to make the protagonists feel trapped, as well as gaping pits and chasms showing just how deep they can fall into uncertainty and death, in what's getting brewed up by the villains here;
and analogously to Luke in Cloud City, while the 2 Jedi aren't literally "surprised" by this environment hiding behind the door of a benign looking palace (which can be attributed to it either making sense to them in terms of how real-world logic, or their reduced lucidity), it's a place they haven't been showing seeing at any earlier point, and reflects the much vaster scope of what's going on here (i.e. the Sith plan to take over the world) that's hidden from them, is shrouded by secret, and that they're only going to proceed to uncover gradually.
"There is something else behind all this, your Highness - there's no logic in the Federation's move here. My feelings tell me they will destroy you."
Unlike ESB this isn't something that they learn the full truth of in an instant, without any direct hints preceding it - with the possible exception of this:
"I cannot teach him; the boy has no patience."
"He will learn patience."
"Much anger in him - like his father."
"Was I any different when you taught me?"
Effectively, or if explicitly going with a "dream logic" reading of these movies, according to which places, characters, circumstances and hidden schemes pop into the universe's existence the moment they're imagined by the author / enter the narrative, both these environments materialize inside these buildings out of nowhere to reflect and enhance the mental states of the protagonists, the villainous intents and schemes, and the meaning of what's happening in the story;
just like, albeit on a much smaller scale, all those Death Star parts only materialized in front of the heroes in order to give them new dangers and obstacles to overcome - incl. the garbage chute beneath a latticed hole right in the prison corridor, the monster that made itself known right as someone said "could be worse", and the walls that started closing in on them right after the monster disappears.
Then she shoots a vent on the floor and somehow knows that it's a garbage chute... HOW'D SHE KNOW THAT?
And why would a garbage chute be grated like that? Usually that's just like a air vent or somethin'...
It could've led to a dead end, where they all got stuck somewhere...
Or it coulda let straight to a garbage incinerator - nobody knows what that is? So their idea is to jump in it?..
I guess it's better than nothing? I guess you're fucked one way or the other...
But shit I wouldn't follow her in there, I'd surrender...
However, exclusively comparing these ANH examples to the Theed spaceroom without mentioning the much more similar Bespin spaceroom, amounts to a very incomplete comparison - and the accompanying conclusion that:
You see we need some kind of connection to reality?, and as absurd as a planet-sized space station with a giant laser is - it's still much more believable than the fact that Naboo has a gigantic power generator under its city;
and that this warrants "complaining" about:
Now you might be saying to yourself, well, I did complain about the Theed power room, right?
But I never really complained about the look of the Theed power room - or the fact that they didn't have no railings either!
leads to the question whether Plinkett/Mike/Rich/etc. are aware of Empire engaging in a very similar (in fact directly analogous) and comparable display of environment surrealism, with "the Keymaker opening a portal into an evil dimension", and stretching this "connection to reality" a whole lot further and more noticeably than those Death Star scenes (with the garbage chute itself standing out among them all, in turn);
This trash compactor scene is really a lot of fun;
but it always felt like a "give them something to do" kind of scene, in a movie where nearly every scene is motivated.
It's one of those "lowest point" kinda moments, where our heroes struggle against opposition - but it doesn't really serve an overall purpose in the storyline.
It's fun, and tense, and memorable, don't get me wrong - but from a story perspective it doesn't advance the plot too much...
The plot here being that the bad guys wanna blow up the Rebel base - and Han; Luke; Chewbacca; and the useless complaining woman need to stop them.
Having them tied up in the garbage compactor only to escape and go right back to where they were? - eh, it was a little unnecessary roadblock in this series of events.
; and how exactly this fits in with their high appraisal of that movie:
Plinkett: The Star Wars Awakens
He accomplished his task of creating a sci-fi film about the Hero’s Journey; and then had to live under the shadow of “The Empire Strikes Back” – one of the greatest films ever made for which he had the least to do with creatively;
he desperately needed Star Wars to be about something bigger and greater than just popcorn entertainment - so he went back to his classic literature book and his CliffsNotes to search for ideas.
Plinkett audio commentary: SW Ep1
So at this point as we're wrapping up, you're saying to yourself: "Why does this guy get so worked up over Star Wars - these are films for babies! They're just made for 5 year olds that like to play with toys."
Well - I don't find that entirely true; and I don't think that's all this could've been.
This is more about achieving greatness; and those that make excuses for greatness when it falls horribly short.
In "Empire Strikes Back", the filmmakers took the material from the 1st Star Wars, and brought it up to the next level.
They took a movie with robots, and a floating cloud city, and a rubber green puppet, and made it completely realistic and believable;
This ANH-ESB comparison and how the latter "took it to the next level" including on the "realism" front, seems to ignore how much it turned up the gears on the surrealism and dream logic when compared to those Death Star scenes - particularly in that very same "floating cloud city" mentioned in this quote.
it's a very dark movie that's brilliantly done in every aspect - filled with heavy emotion, stark realism, and beautiful visuals.
For a brief moment, "The Empire Strikes Back" showed us what could really be done with these movies and characters.
I think people have a hard time differentiating between movies that are made for children, - and movies that children can also enjoy.
If you're any age, "Empire" can speak to you on some level; "The Phantom Menace" caps out at about age 10 - unless you're a drooling fanboy that just loves lightsabers.
And saying that "The Phantom Menace" is really "just a film for children" - is code speak for it sucking.
Even if a reasonable comparison between these analogous sections of ESB and TPM would lead to the conclusion that the former is surrealist art kino while the latter is nonsense that disconnects you from reality; that the former is "one of the greatest films ever made" while the latter "sucks" (incl. at the example of this particular comparison) - they haven't yet made such a comparison or analysis, it's missing from their thesis;
and judging by them praising ESB and its floating cloud city as "starkly realistic", as well as leaving all of this out of their Death Star / Theed comparison, strongly suggests that they haven't ever thought of any these points, and are severely overestimating the amount of rational sense-making that EpV is built on.
For similar themes discussed by RLM, check out their Suspiria re:view (crazy dream logic inside the dance school),
as well the somewhat mixed commentary on the evil look of the Event Horizon (also re:view) and how there doesn't seem to be an in-universe justification for its gothic design prior to it falling into the hell dimension - since Sam Neill's character isn't some kinda "hell worshipper cultist" who would construct it in that fashion.
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2023.03.25 17:00 E_PunnyMous I Love The Franchise and Keanu. I Will Be Checking Out Of The Continental For Good. JW4 Will Be My Last “Guns. Lots of Guns.” Movie.

I’ve been a film fan since watching Fantastic Voyage in the theater, certainly since Star Wars at Mann’s Chinese in LA. Worked for a fair number of years as a video rental clerk intent on watching It All.
Keanu is both beloved and a badass, the fight sequences are creative and distinctive, and between this series and The Matrix Reeves could probably train Special Forces units or open his own instant-success dojo.
But I realized after finishing JW 1 and 2 that the guns are not cool anymore to me.
The short version is there’s just too much. Too many excellent double-taps. I know it’s a world set in an assassination guild but: there’s just too much gun violence irl for it to be glorified and repeated hundreds of times between four movies. It simply doesn’t sit as entertaining anymore.
Not gatekeeping or judging negatively. I’m just saying “I’m full” and JW4 will be my last meal, which I will relish with the ardor of a condemned man.
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2023.03.25 17:00 RobotPirateMoses Let's Have Fun With Arcane Spells #3: Illusion School. A series in which I tell you a bunch of things you can do with all the Arcane spells in the game.

We living in that character limit once again. Final part of the post is in the comments.
First of all, if you missed it:
-Here's part #1: Necromancy school.
-And here's part #2: Enchantment school.
Second, if you don't know the absolute basics about a specific spell, just read the in-game spell descriptions (but, obviously, I'm still gonna point out what's not covered by them as well as some of the more noteworthy points).
Importantly, if any spell ignores magic resistance, I'll mention it, otherwise it doesn't.

ILLUSION

General Illusion warning:

-Thieves/Shamans/Dark Moon Monks using Detect Illusion, the arcane spell True Sight and the divine spell True Seeing will dispel all illusion-induced effects on enemies (not party members), including blindness, fear and deafness caused by the Blindness, Spook and Deafness spells.
-This is a bit of a spoiler for the Divination thread, but, yes, that also means you can cure those effects on your party members if they're charmed by enemies (or something else I won't spoil now).
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Blindness

-Level 1 spell with an almost-permanent (100 rounds duration) effect, the second best casting time possible without gear (CT2) and, to top it off, it inflicts one of the best status effects in the game: blindness.
-Blindness inflicts a +4 penalty to both AC and THAC0, which is already HUGE (+20% chance to hit the enemy and -20% chance to get hit!), but it also reduces a character's vision range to such a small range you can easily attack enemies from safety with long-reach weapons (staves, spears, Monk fists, two-handed swords, halberds) or, obviously, ranged weapons. It's not even a problem if the enemy AI is of the kind that walks up to you when they get attacked (not all enemies do that, some will just stand there and take the hits), cause you can easily get out of the tiny vision range and if they try to to cast a spell it will fizzle, cause they won't be able to target as soon as you walk out of that range (in practice, it's the same result as going invisible while they're casting a spell targeted at you).
-Blindness, as a status effect, is so rarely resisted I can't even remember any group of enemies that are immune to it (only individual enemies). Beholders can be blinded, preventing them from using their rays on you (unless you get close), dragons can be blinded (though Firkraag and several others are immune, but, for example, Morentherene and Nizidramanii'yt aren't), Liches can be blinded (just not with this spell, cause it's level 1), most Demons can be blinded, nearly all Undead can be blinded, Mind Flayers can be blinded (though you gotta get past their Magic Resistance first)... Hell, blindness is one of the very few effects that can be inflicted on enemies wearing the famed MINHP1 item.
-Blindness can be used as a way to countervent a creature's ability to ignore invisibility. For example: can't approach a demon from behind to backstab it, cause it always turns around to hit you? Blind it, hide (or go invisible) and then use a quarterstaff to backstab it from outside its vision range.
-You can blind your own Thieves so they can set traps/hide during combat (as long as enemies aren't glued to you), cause, bizarrely, the check is for whether you can see enemies, not whether they can see you (for programming reasons). Yeah, pretty big exploit (though if you're a solo Mage/Thief you might have problems actually seeing things/playing the game unless you use a Familiar or something else to see for you).
-This spell is almost the entire reason for being an Illusionist, cause almost no other spell from this school rolls a save. And it's a pretty good reason too, cause this spell with a save penalty (and put into a Minor Sequencer!) is a menace. Have your gnomes spam this all day, every day.
-Fun fact: this is supposed to be a level 2 spell, cause that's what it is in PnP (and also Icewind Dale). Who thought it was a good idea to make it level 1?
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Reflected Image

-Do I use this a lot? No, I don't. Is it a bad spell? Not really! The only reason few people use this is cause Mirror Image, the upgraded version, exists already and is easily available (only one level above, plus, there are three items across the series that let even non-Mages or Necromancers have it: the Fractal Blade in SoD and Ilbratha and the Ring of Duplication in BG2EE).
-A 50% chance to prevent an entire attack's worth of damage may not be so appealing for a character who gets hit easily (bad AC), but it's a lot more interesting for a character who rarely does (great AC). Think about it like this: if this prevents a hit on a bad AC character, the next hit is gonna come quickly and you'll die fast (so what's the point?), but if this prevents a hit on a good AC character that means you prevented a high roll attack (which is more likely to have been a crit) and the next attack still won't hit you easily, which means you're good as a "defensive character" (ie you're using a real strategy). Plus, the less likely it is for you to get hit, the less likely it is for you to lose this protection, which means you don't have to re-up it constantly (unlike with the bad AC character, which would have to memorize a bunch of this and constantly re-cast it to actually be able to survive).
-It's especially good for characters who have positive luck (either from the priest spell Chant, from the unkitted/Blade Bard Songs, the Luck spell that merely lasts 3 rounds, the Cloverleaf belt in SoD or the scimitar that permanently gives +1 luck in IWDEE), cause then enemies will always hit the image before you. That means this spell simply becomes "avoid the next single-target attack", which is pretty nice.
-The stronger the enemy or their on-hit effects, the more valuable this spell gets. Preventing a single bastard sword hit from a random hobgoblin might be almost pointless, but preventing an arrow from an Elite Hobgoblin from poisoning you or a Ghoul's attack from paralyzing you is a pretty big deal. Plus, some enemies have one-and-done attacks, like some BG2EE Clerics who like to use Harm or Slay Living (miss the attack = spell failed). Though, ofc, this is all better done via Mirror Image.
-Keep in mind that Stoneskin (a buff used for similar defensive purposes) doesn't protect against such things and images (from both Reflected Image and Mirror Image) also prevent single-target elemental damage, not just physical. If a Harm attack hits a character with Stonekin, their HP is gonna be reduced to 1, if it hits a Reflected Image's image, it won't. If a Fire Elemental hits a Mage protected by Stoneskin casting a spell, their casting will be interrupted by the fire damage portion of their attack (even if the Mage is 100% resistant to fire!), but if it hits a Reflected Image's image, the casting won't be interrupted.
-A very niche scenario where I've used Reflected Image a lot before was with an Illusionist2->Fighter in BGEE (who, therefore, didn't have access to Mirror Image). I dualed at that point cause I just wanted a bow-wielding Fighter who could use wands and cast Spook/Blindness with a specialist save penalty, but I ended up using Reflected Image from time to time, as I stayed away from enemies and had great AC vs missile damage (with the Shield spell, the Boots of Avoidance, the Claw of Kazgaroth and the Cloak of Displacement you can get insanely low AC vs missile damage in BGEE), so I rarely got hit, but even then the image prevented those rare hits (meaning I was often left unscathed).
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Spook

-3 rounds of fear might not seem like much, but that's 3 whole rounds where the enemy doesn't: attack you (well, mostly), cast spells, use other abilities. Also, that's 3 rounds for you to pelt your enemy with arrows/throwing daggers/other spells etc.. Don't just run after the enemy to try to attack them in melee like a ding dong, get yourself some ranged weapons (hell, Fighters and other warrior classes can use weapons they're not proficient with with a mere +2 THAC0 penalty, so you can give every warrior a bow, whether they have proficienty points in that or not!).
-This spell's penalty to saves against it is the strongest inherent save penalty in the game (well, it can be, as it's level-dependent), tied with Earthquake. Enemies saving against this spell when cast by a level 12+ Illusionist have a +8 penalty (!!!) to their save vs spells... It's gonna hit. It's gonna. No, really. Think about it for a second: if the enemy has a save vs spells of 12+, they cannot save against it (there are no "crits" when it comes to saving throws). Throw in a Greater Malison and suddenly enemies with save vs spells 8+ cannot save! That means a Fighter cannot save against this combo (GM + lv12 Illusionist's Spook) unless they're level 15+ (especially cause enemies almost never have save-enhancing gear). And even if they're level 17+ to get the best save vs spells for Fighters (6), they'll still fail the save 90% of the time!
-This spell's save penalty is so nutty that you can use it as a spellcasting disruption tool. Especially cause it has a casting time of 1! Sure, Mages have better saves than most... But that's a +8 penalty for Illusionists.
-To be clear: this already gets a +1 penalty at level 2 (the only Mage level without a penalty is level 1), so even if you dual from an Illusionist at the lowest level possible (2), for some reason, you're still gonna get a damn good +3 save penalty.
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Blur

-Doesn't actually do what it says (though it only matters if you're super AC-stacking): it improves your AC by 3 points, it doesn't give a penalty to enemy attacks. -3 AC is actually a damn good buff and it lasts for quite a while (4 rounds + 2 per level).
-One aspect that people often forget about is the -1 bonus to all saving throws. Sure, it might not sound like much, but imagine you're a level 7 Mage in BGEE:
Your save vs spells is 10
-3 from Spirit Armor
-3 from the Claw of Kazgaroth
-1 from a Ring/Amulet/Cloak of Protection +1
-1 from a Robe of [Alignment] Archmagi
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Save vs spells 2, meaning you can still fail on a roll of 1. But throw in Blur's -1 on top of that and suddenly you cannot fail a regular save vs spells in BGEE before you even reach Baldur's Gate (where you can find the Ring of Protection +2 and such). And, hell, if you're an Enchanter, that means you're already immune to Domination (the spell, that has an inherent +2 penalty), but also almost all of the enemies' versions as well (eg from Vampires). A vampire already can't charm you and you're not even in BG2EE to encounter them (though SoD has a few).
-Don't forget though: this isn't just a save vs spells bonus, it's a bonus against all saves! That means this spell also makes it easier to reach a save vs death of 3 early, a point in which you become immune to Stinking Clouds (so feel free to spam them on top of yourself).
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Deafness

-First, deafness (the status effect) causes a 50% chance to fail when casting spells. That's... Pretty annoying if you're the victim. Add a slow effect on top of that (from any slow source) and suddenly enemies can only cast once every two rounds and have a 50% chance to fail on top of that. Basically, they're not gonna be a threat.
-This effect is permanent (until death, dispel or cure) and ignores magic resistance (!!!), so it could be easier to make this work than Silence 15' Radius (even with it's +5 penalty to the save) if the enemy has a lot of MR, especially if you're an Illusionist. Wanna prevent a Drow Cleric or Mage from casting spells? This is the easier way to do it out of those two.
-Sure it might not be so easy to inflict this on a Mage, but: a) it might be not be as difficult as you expect (not all Mages have godlike save vs spells, especially in BGEE); b) as a level 2 spell, it can fit into a Minor Sequencer, making it a lot more likely to hit Mages and powerful creatures and c) there are plenty of non-Mage spellcasters out there with crappy saves vs spells.
-You might think that a 50% chance of spellcasting is not enough, but you need to consider that it's not JUST a 50% chance of spellcasting failure. It's 50% on top of everything else you have!
-Think about it like this: an enemy is spamming Domination (save vs spells with a penalty of 2) and you have a save vs spells of 8 (something a level 1 Mage can get with the Claw of Kazgaroth and a Ring of Protection +1), that's a 45% chance of you making that save. But add Deafness' 50% chance of spell failure to the enemy and suddenly when you combine both odds you get a 72.5% chance of succefully avoiding that spell in any given round... And, remember, that's with a save vs spells that any Mage can easily get at the start of BGEE. Not to mention that you can add some Magic Resistance (however minor) on top of all of that and the enemy will quickly get an astronomically low chance of hitting you with anything. But saves and MR aren't things you need to apply to the enemy, all you need to apply from that equation is deafness, so most of it comes naturally.
-Remember how I said this is great against Drow? Well, what kind of saves and MR do you have when you get to meet your first Drow Mage or Cleric? Pretty good ones, even if you have a whole party that needs to share gear. So Deafness is, for sure, more than enough to prevent any major spell effects (charms, instakills, feebleminds, confusion...) from working on you when you cast it on a Drow.
-PSA: the old "two deafness effects combined make for 100% spell failure" doesn't work anymore and hasn't in ages. You can't be super deaf, just... Regular deaf.
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Invisibility

-It lasts for 24 freaking hours (or until you attack). That's not something to be taken lightly, it's huge.
-You're able to cast this before travelling to most places in both BGEE and BG2EE and still have it when you arrive at your destination (unless you're travelling from one end of the map to the other, but you can easily travel to someplace else in-between first to avoid a 24+ hour travel time), which means that you can, for example, get waylaid by enemies and NOT have to defend yourself until you're ready. Just walk out of sight, casts buffs, summon creatures, whatever you want and then waylay the enemy waylaiders yourself, making them have to defend themselves.
-24 hour duration means you can get 3 casts of this for the cost of a single spell slot. Cast, rest, cast, rest, cast again... And the first cast will still last for just under 8 hours. Or, hell, let's say you're a level 3 Mage with one mere spell slot of level 2, you can cast this, choose another spell, then rest and, voila, you can get Invisibility plus something else.
-I'm trying hard not to just talk about contingencies/sequencers/triggers all the time (cause those will get their own thread), but I can't avoid it here, as Invisibility is by far one of the best spells to use with those.
-Picture this: you're a solo Illusionist12/Thief13 multiclass going up against a group of enemies who start with blue circles (eg Mae'Var and his crew in BG2EE). Minor Globe of Invulnerability -> Hide -> Backstab -> Contingency on enemy sighted triggers turning you invisible -> Backstab -> instantly use Minor Sequencer with Web and Invisibility centered on yourself -> Backstab webbed foe who you can't miss -> Cast invisibility -> Backstab -> Repeat that five more times (or more if you have extra level 2 spell slots). That's a minimum (cause, again, you can have more spell slots and you can also have gear that lets you get more Invisibility) of 9 backstabs while barely even getting seen, with 7 of those being backstabs that can't miss (as you're going for whatever enemies failed their saves and are currently webbed).
-Or, hell, you can just put it at the end of a Spell Sequencer along with, say, 2x Sunfire. Walk up to enemies and, once they surround you, target yourself with that. The result? 2x Sunfire on everybody and then you're invisible, meaning you're safe, despite being surrounded. Or you can do it to simply never be found out: come in invisible, use a sequencer with Invisibility at the end centered on yourself and walk away without ever having been revealed (if the sequencer is instantaneous, as it can be if you use any casting-time-reducing gear).
-Contigency -> Invisibility is also a pretty convenient "oh shit" Contingency to have. Single-class Mage who can't access (reliable) self-cure for status effects like hold via Contingency? Just put Invisibility in instead, so that it triggers when you're helpless and then you can just wait out the effect. Or maybe you'd like to use it with a 50% hp condition, so you can easily leave combat and heal safely before going back.
-Invisibility is also one of the most reliable spellcasting disruptors out there... As long as you're using it against a targeted (non-AoE, like a Fireball, non-self-centered, like Mage Armor) spell. A Mage or Cleric is casting Finger of Death against you? (if you hear "Vita, Mortis..." coming from a high level Mage or Cleric, there's a good chance it's that) Turn invisible to make them waste their spell. A Mage or Cleric is trying to charm or hold you? (if you hear "Cupio", there's a very high chance that's what's coming) Go invisible and, again, make them waste their spell. There's a reason Invisibility is one of only three spells for which I have specific keybindings ("1" is my Nahal's Reckless Dweomer key, "2" is Chromatic Orb and "3" is Invisibility). It's the "oh shit" button.
-With its incredibly long duration, you can also do some stuff you couldn't do with, say Improved Invisibility (much shorter duration), like turn invisible and set off all Cloakwood web traps safely and then wait for them to go away.
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Mirror Image

-Already talked about most of the things in the Reflected Image part, so go read that. This is just that, but a lot stronger.
-Do note that this gets a different number of images depending on your level, so, although the items that give you Mirror Image casts are amazing, the actual spell is more potent for a regular Mage. For comparison: a level 18 Mage casting the spell gets 8 images on a single cast, Ilbratha (the shortsword) gets you 4 images once per day and the Ring of Duplication gets you 5 images three times per day.
-This being a level 2 spell means you can put it on a Minor Sequencer. This + Chant (for the +1 luck) on a Minor Sequencer for a Cleric/Mage is extremely powerful. That's 8 images that enemies have to go through for sure (due to the +1 luck) before they can hit you in melee, with a ranged weapon or a targeted spell.
-Single-class Mages can actually do something similar with Mirror Image + Luck (the spell, yes, I thought of a way to use it). Sure, Luck only lasts 3 rounds, but imagine a situation where you expect to get hit a lot... Can you not see yourself taking 8 hits in 3 rounds from, say, a mob of enemies surrounding you? Even if you have good AC, when there's a bunch of enemies the crits start coming in fast and AC can't do anything against that.
-Sure, you can use Protection from Magical Weapons eventually, but this is a level 2 spell that you can also use after that initial protection runs out. Plus, Mirror Image doesn't just block hits from magical weapons, it also protects against hits from normal ones (and there some of those even in Throne of Bhaal. For example, in the fight at the Saradush barracks where both enemies with normal weapons and magical weapons swarm you). Also, Protection from Magical Weapons is a level 6 spell and you might wanna use most/all of those slots for something else, especially if you're not playing solo.
-If you have excellent AC and luck (from any source), this can often be better than Protection from Normal/Magical Weapons/Mantle etc., because it lasts for a much longer time and is enough to prevent rare hits against you (cause, again, we're talking about characters with excellent AC). If you have so much AC that someone can't hit you without a crit (actually not that hard to do, depending on the enemy), then Protection from Normal/Magical Weapons protects you from those rare crits for 4 rounds, meanwhile Mirror Image will probably protect you from those same crits for longer (unless you get really unlucky and dudes just roll 9+ crits against you in four rounds, though you can easily cast Mirror Image again before the images run out if that's the case).
-Finally, nothing is stopping you from comboing this with Stoneskin and Protection from Normal/Magical Weapons, of course. That's something a lot of people do, but it's often overkill unless you're going up against really powerful foes. Remember, overbuffing causes the most damage of all things: it wastes time from your life lol. And Mirror Image is the lowest level out of all of those spells, so it costs the least to use, while achieving similar results most of the time.
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Invisibility 10' Radius

-A spell I bet some players have never even scribed into their spellbooks. Why? Because it's only available as a random drop in BGEE and in BG2EE it's only available in the Thief stronghold or shops located in "high level areas" (and if you're not low level yourself, you often just scroll past the low level scrolls in a shop to get to the higher level ones), ie in the City of Caverns, Suldanessellar, Watcher's Keep and Saradush. Sure, the shop at Watcher's Keep is available at the start of the game, but some players avoid going there at lower levels.
-All the amazingness of Invisibility, but now for your whole party. Incredible spell to have if you have more than one backstabber in the party. Careful though: it's centered on your Mage, so using it during combat can be tricky if you don't know what you're doing.
-Don't underestimate how good this is for parties without backstabbers as well. You can prevent an enemy Mage from annoying you by backstabbing them before they can act, sure, but you know what you can also do? Surround them with invisible warriors and then attack all at once, to possibly do even more damage than a single backstab (though you can combine backstabs with that strategy as well).
-If you like the idea of your party attacking all at once from stealth/invisibility (especially if you want multiple simultaneous backstabs, that require enemies to not change positions, so you hit their backs), then having any amount of positive luck (use Chant to get it on the whole party) and having speed factor 0 (haste lower SF by 2 btw) all help make your characters attack together. If you want to go truly nuts with it and have five or six backstabbers, I wrote about that kind of thing in a post almost nobody saw a long time ago lol. If anything, I hope you can appreciate the beauty of doing five backstabs at once to instantly kill the Demon Knight. Sure, backstabbers can hide by themselves, but keeping everybody hidden simultaneously can be a pain if they're not just invisible.
-A Fairy Dragon Familiar can cast this for you in BG2EE (not BGEE). So even (Chaotic Good) Necromancers have a way to access this spell.
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Wraithform (also an Alteration, so Abjurers can't use it either)

-Protection from Normal Weapons (an underrated effect), but available in BGEE where it's even more effective!
-Whose weapons/attacks are considered unenchanted in BGEE? Whose aren't would be an easier question to answer. Even Aec'Letec's attacks count as unenchanted!
-Whose weapons/attacks are considered unenchanted in BG2EE? That's a difficult question to answer, cause it's hard to compile a list, but, off the top of my head:
=>Rakshasa
=>Nabassus (including the Master of Thralls at the Astral Prison)
=>Djinni/Efreeti
=>Mummies (not Greater ones)
=>Some Shades/Shadows (including Shade Wolves and a lot of the ones that drain STR)
=>Some mob enemies in Throne of Bhaal (there's often a few mixed in with the enemies equipped with magical weapons to throw you off, for example at the "horde" fight in the Saradush Barracks)
=>Many humanoid enemies (think about how many times you see someone drop a crappy unenchanted weapon)
=>Many spiders
=>Carrion Crawlers
=>Nishruu
=>Most Sahuagin (in melee)
=>A lot of Kuo-Toa (in melee)
=>Amnian Soldiers/Centurions (great for those of us who love to cause trouble in Valygar's home to get a ton of free Full Plate Mails and plenty of xp).
-Unlike similar spells that prevent spellcasting, this also prevents the use of special abilities. However, you can still use items, like wands, the Nymph Cloak, Relair's Mistake and so on.
-This is a great spell for dual/multiclass Mages (M/T, C/M, F/M) or Bards, all of whom can still fight well after losing access to spellcasting. Cleric/Mages can also buff themselves up a ton before casting this, so they might end up fighting regularly if you're the kind of person who likes to buff and then auto-attack with Clerics instead of casting constantly during combat.
-"But the scroll is available so late in BGEE". Yes and no:
=>You can rush to Candlekeep if you want to abuse this spell early as, say, a Bard or a FighteMage (you literally only have to kill two people to get there: Mulahey and Davaeorn, you can just ignore everything else via invisibility).
=>Quayle gets this spell in his spellbook if you recruit him after reaching 32k xp (and, considering where he is, that's very likely), and, as a Cleric/Illusionist, he can still fight after losing his spellcasting.
=>Don't forget that Sorcerers can access any spell without relying on scrolls, so you can use your Sorcerer as a "tank" while the rest of your party and/or summons do the damage (just be sure to keep attacking with the Sorcerer to more easily keep the aggro on you). Plus, if you know what you're doing, even a Sorcerer can do well in melee against your average mob. Or just use Relair's Mistake to become a wolf if you don't know how to melee with a regular Sorcerer (can't use Polymorph Self shennanigans cause special abilities are disabled).
-Wraithform is also a mere level 3 spell that has decent duration scaling (2 rounds per level), which makes it very viable for low level duals. A Mage5->Fighter can easily use this to be able to have Protection from Normal Weapons for 10 rounds without actual access to that level 5 spell.
-A FighteMage or Cleric/Mage of any sort can also use Vhailor's Helm to access Simulacrum early in BG2EE and have their clone cast this to tank whatever enemy uses normal weapons while the caster can attack and cast spells normally. Sure, it's easier to use an Imp familiar polymorphed into a Mustard Jelly or a clone polymorphed into that, but: a) non-Lawful Evil and non-protagonist characters can't get an Imp familiar and b) Your FighteMage clone is probably stronger in their normal form with their regular attacks than in Mustard Jelly form.
-"But what about having your clone cast Protection from Normal Weapons instead?" You can do that, yes, but this spell also gives +25% magic damage resistance, so if you're wearing the Belt of Inertial Barrier (+50%) you're more than good to spam Skull Traps on your Wraithform'd clone (they're only gonna take 25% damage and there's still the save to halve that, that's almost no damage). So your clone is tanking enemies with normal weapons AND can get bombarded with Skull Traps all with a single spell. Admittedly, it's a lot more useful in BGEE (where Protection from Normal Weapons doesn't exist), but you can use it in BG2EE.
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Improved Invisibility

-Has a much shorter duration compared to regular Invisibility's 24 hour, so they serve sorta different purposes. Don't waste this as a spellcasting disruption tool, nor waste it on "oh shit" Contingencies (especially cause the effect that screwed you could outlast this spell).
-Unless the enemy ignores invisibility, this essentially makes you immune to all sorts of targeted effects like Finger of Death, Maze, Melf's Acid Arrow, Domination etc. for the duration of the spell. Don't waste time protecting yourself against those if you're using this!
-For no goddamn reason, this gives you a massive -4 bonus to all saving throws (go read what I said about saving throw bonuses in the part about Blur). Absolutely insane. Combine it with, say, a Spirit Armor's bonkers -3 to save vs spells and you're already at -7. That's enough to make a level 11+ Mage immune to any spell that requires a save vs spells to work (unless it inflicts a penalty to saves, ofc). So, yeah, wear a simple Ring of Protection +2 on top of that and suddenly that level 11 Mage can't be Web'd, Dominated etc. (spells that inflict a +2 penalty). Also, keep in mind that, while some enemies ignore invisibility, you still get this save bonus even if that's the case, so you can still use this spell against a Lich, for example.
-There's also a massive +4 THAC0 penalty to creatures (who don't ignore invisibility) attacking you. This is huge not only because it's a -20% chance to get hit, but also because it can stack with capped AC. You know how general AC caps out at -20 (well, not really, it can go down further than that with AC coming from high DEX and Single-Weapon style)? Well, a penalty to the enemy's attack isn't really AC, so it stacks to help enemies not hit you at super high levels.
-One extremely niche advantage that this has over regular Invisibility is that, as a level 4 spell, it doesn't get dispelled by Detect Illusion (the spell, not the Thief/Shaman/Dark Moon Monk ability).
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Shadow Door

-It's Improved Invisibility, except with a shorter casting time (2 vs 4, wow), it costs a higher level spell slot and it lasts 3 rounds less (??????????????????????). One of the few spells in the game that I genuinely cannot find a reason to ever use. I even found a use for Shocking Grasp the other day... But never this.
-I guess the shorter casting time could be useful in Icewind Dale where CT-lowering gear is only available in the expansion areas... But, even then, if you're that desperate to go invisible quickly just use Invisibility! I don't understand what the devs were thinking here.
-The spell's effect is very cool though.
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Mislead

-Yep, it's here. One of the very few spells I consider to be "too cheesy even for me", but feel free to use it yourself (I did use it a lot on my saviour-pacifist run though, it's very good for that).
-If the enemy doesn't ignore invisibility and they can't see your clone (cause it simply walked away, for example...), they just sit there and do absolutely nothing while you do whatever you want to them. It essentially disables enemy AI (well, unless they have other people to attack), which is why it's pretty boring to use most of the time.
-True Sight/True Teeing can dispel it, I guess. But what are you doing if you let an enemy cast that while you're basically completely invulnerable/unseen?
-As if it wasn't easy enough to simply use this and move the clone away from combat so it's never in any danger... You can also cast Invisibility on the clone, so those enemies you're fighting who don't ignore invisibility can't see the invisible clone that they need to hit to end your invisibility... Yeah.
-Cast this with a FighteMage/Thief (for extra attacks per round) and just backstab, backstab, backstab, backstab, backstab, backstab endlessly. Or, hell, just do it with a Mage/Thief wielding two +1 APR weapons that allow for backstabs.
-There's actually a non-cheesy use for this spell, against enemies who are vulnerable to backstabs, but ignore invisibility (eg the vast majority of Liches and Glabrezus), but for this I'm gonna need to explain a bit of the backstab mechanics of the game. There are two kinds of "invisibility states" in the game: "actually invisible" (or hidden via hide-in-shadows) and "just untargetabble" (what you get when you use Improved Invisibility and then attack an enemy, for example). To be able to backstab someone (even someone who ignores invisibility, so they can technically see you), you need to be "actually invisible" (meaning creatures who don't ignore invisibility don't even react to you) and this spell lets you remain "actually invisible" even when in the presence of those who ignore invisibility and technically see you. What does that mean? It means that your FighteMage/Thief (or whoever else) can cast Mislead and do the endless backstab thing even against enemies who ignore invisibility, with it not being cheesy in this case cause the enemy can actually turn around and attack you, so you'd need someone else to distract them or you'd need to paralyze them or something, so you can actually get to their back.
-This applies to every kind of invisibility/hide-in-shadows, but it feels more worth it to mention here: attacking in melee while coming out of invisibility gives characters a -4 THAC0 bonus on that attack. But with Mislead you're always doing that (the invisibility just gets reapplied instantly), so you get a -4 bonus to THAC0 all the time while the effect is going on. And, unlike the "AC bonus" of Improved Invisibility, this applies even against enemies who ignore invisibility. So Mislead can also serve as a -4 THAC0 against Demons, Liches and so on. That's a 20% extra chance to hit Demogorgon or something! And it's not a cheesy thing at all!
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Mass Invisibility

-Actually Improved Invisibility, but to everybody in a BIG area and with a 3 rounds shorter duration (max 20 instead of max 23).
-Unlike Invisibility 15' Radius, this doesn't need to be centered on the caster (or anybody else), you can cast it from far away (which makes it that much better to use on a party full of backstabbers who are in the thick of combat while your Mage hangs back).
-Just to be clear: this only affects party members and allied creatures, not neutrals or enemies, so there's no risk in throwing this out in the middle of combat.
-That's, essentially, a -4 bonus to every party member, familiar, summon and clone's saves AND to AC (well, a penalty to enemy attacks, like I already explained before) AND they all become untargetable. Pretty damn big effect, but there's nothing really new to say. So just read the Invisibility 15' Radius and Improved Invisibility sections.
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Project Image (continued in the comments, cause, I kid you not, if I put this tiny part in the comment as well, I reach the comment character-limit)

-This sorta doubles your spellbook (it's better than that, actually), so, one hand, the possibilites with this are endless; but, on the other, talking about most of those possibilities would just be talking about the possibilites of using all spells. So I'm gonna focus on things that make Project Image special compared to simply having another spellcaster that's (almost) exactly the same as you.
-This is much better when used by a Sorcerer. Think about it: when a Mage uses Project Image, the clone is able to cast the same spells your Mage has memorized, but when a Sorcerer uses it, the clone can cast completely different spells! If I wanna go ham and cast Spirit Armor on my entire party, I have to memorize it at least 3 times with my Mage, that way I can use PI, the clone can cast it three times, then when the clone dies I can cast it another three. Or I have to memorize it 6 times to begin with, if I don't wanna kill the clone, but then my actual caster has 6 Spirit Armor memorized, which they don't even need, cause the clone already cast it on everybody... So what's the point? I should've just cast it 6 times with my Mage, but then the PI clone won't have anything memorized that level anymore... Meanwhile, a Sorcerer can just have the clone "waste" 6 level 4 slots with 6 casts of Spirit Armor and, once the clone is gone, that doesn't matter at all for my caster, cause they can use completely different spells. Basically, Mages get a COPY of their spellbook when they use a clone, but Sorcerers get a whole DIFFERENT spellbook. Sure, it's still limited by the amount of spells known by the Sorcerer, BUT due to how High-Level Abilities (HLAs) work, Sorcerers get a ton of different options at level 9, meaning that on the most powerful level, they get the most variety.
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2023.03.25 16:59 mediamusing ☣️ Don't let Them touch You ☣️ [SPS Short Story]

I spend all of my daylight hours scared and alone in this musty old cellar.
It’s woeful, and I bet it smelled this bad even before everything around here turned to crap. Great. My second sentence and I’ve already resorted to swearing. When I decided I’d start this diary (five minutes ago when I got a tiny sliver of signal) I thought it would be my poetic and deeply-moving goodbye to the world. Maybe I’d write about love and loss, or maybe the splendour of nature. Then, when all is done and dusted, I’d have left something to be remembered by. As well as my corpse, of course.
This was a bad idea.
*
Okay, I’m an idiot. There’s nothing else I can do down here. I’ve rooted through every cardboard box a hundred times, organised and reorganised my supplies, I’ve even built a fort. So, I’m back. Hello. Again. God, this diary is going badly.
But there’s just enough light coming through the boards I nailed over the cellar’s tiny window to type by. So I may as well type. Stops me staring up at the window just waiting for a shadow to pass by.
Maybe I'll just write and not hit Submit. Right, where to start? Well, my name is – actually, I think I’m going to refer to myself as ‘X’. That sounds mysterious. If you’re reading this and want to know my real name, I still carry my purse. My railcard is in there and, if you really want to know who I am, go find me and fish it out. I won’t bite...
So, my name is X. I live in a little English village in the middle of nowhere. Before all this happened, I had a mum, a dad, a sister and there was a boy I liked, his name was Jonah.
*
I couldn’t think of anything else to write so I waited until I came back from my rounds. That’s the stupid name I have for when I go outside at night scrounging for stuff. Drinks are the hardest. I only trust bottles or cans, or did, and I was running out of places to search for them. But I guess that doesn’t matter now.
My leg is doing alright actually; didn’t hold me up at all. I saw Jonah too. He’s looked better, I have to say. It’s strange because this is only the second time I’ve seen him since we came here. Maybe his ears were burning.
Anyway, I found some tinned pineapple in a creepy old caravan I hadn’t searched yet. Had to bust the door open with Old Trusty – which I thought might attract some unwanted attention – but it was fine. I’m actually eating the pineapple right now, tastes good. I also found a radio in there. I already have three down here, but none of them work. Not that the caravan radio works either, all you get is static. It’s just nice to collect something. You know, to have a hobby.
*
I can tell the sun is rising. I managed to sleep for a couple of hours, but I woke up after a bad dream. I know some people can remember their dreams, but I never do. I wake up and grasp at them, but I never manage a hold before they fade away. It’s like trying to pinch the corner of a wisp of smoke; the harder you try, the quicker it fades to nothing. I’m just left with a sensation, a kind of imprint which sums up the most intense part of the dream.
And a cold sweat. That’s new.
*
I’ve been through the box of photo albums I found at the back of the cellar again. I’ve looked through them a few times now, but I always notice something new.
There’s a photo of this little girl playing with a pretend guitar. I can tell it’s pretend because it doesn’t have strings, only brightly-coloured plastic dials. Kind of like My First Guitar Hero or something. The girl has dark hair and she looks a tiny bit like my sister did a million years ago. I don’t have a picture of my sister. I suppose I could go and get one from my old house, but it’s right in the middle of the village. I’m lucky I wasn’t torn to shreds the last time I went back. So, what I’ve done is put this girl’s photo in my back pocket as a substitute.
I guess I should probably write something about my real sister now. But I don’t think that’s a good idea just yet.
*
Daylight is starting to fade and I’m getting ready to go out on my rounds. I always take my satchel with me, packed with useful objects. I have Old Trusty (a crowbar) which sticks out of the top for easy access, a small toolbox, a pair of heavy-duty gloves (there’s a good story about how I got those, I might write that one down later) and a hammer. I carry a penknife I found down here in my pocket, my purse and phone, and a torch in my hand.
I don’t like to use the torch because its battery is running out and there’s always the chance it might attract them. I probably shouldn’t have used it last night when I got back. Maybe I’m starting to enjoy this writing malarkey? I need to be careful with luxuries.
*
Okay, that could have gone better.
Picture the scene: I’m using Old Trusty to try and lever a kitchen window open, when one of them just walks right through the garden hedge. Seriously, straight through it. It’s not the mightiest of hedges but, still, it just appeared like it was walking through one of those Japanese paper walls. My satchel was on the ground, but I legged it anyway. I’m not stupid. I know I can go back for it tomorrow. I felt strangely naked without it on the way back here though.
Like I said before, I need to be careful with the torch so I think I’ll try and get some sleep now.
*
I slept pretty well last night; no nightmares or cold sweats. Maybe a midnight chase was just what I needed to blow away the cobwebs.
I actually woke up wondering about you. If you’re reading this, who are you? If you’re like me, living through this village nightmare, how have you managed to go this long without being killed or whatever? Maybe you’re Army or some such. Maybe you’re just some kid who’s played so many videogames that surviving all of this was already second nature to you. Or maybe you’re like me; living on borrowed time and searching for a good place to die. Maybe Future Me was brave enough to tap Submit on my diary and you're currently reading this on your phone or computer.
Here’s an idea. Maybe you can carry on this diary from wherever I left it at. God, I really hope this isn’t my last entry, although I suppose any entry might be. If you do carry the diary forwards, and I'm a corpse, maybe it will become cursed. Spooky.
*
I’ve been preparing for my next excursion.
If I know I’m going somewhere I’ll likely run into an ugly, I like to take extra precautions. And I want my satchel back. It was a present from my dad, and I know it cost him a lot of money.
So, I’m taking a pair of shears from the shelf of old tools down here. That way, if I lose Old Trusty, I’ll have a backup weapon.
If you are local, I wonder how you like to kill them? Pretty morbid question I know, but everyone around here seems to have their preferred method. The last villager I saw alive carried a pair of mini cricket bats and seemed to have bludgeoning down to an art form. He never saw me though, I was watching from a grove of trees as he killed his way along the main road near the village.
That was before I decided to stay inside during the daylight hours. We can at least see a little bit at night; ambient light and everything. They can’t though. I’ve seen them, they bump into things. It’s pretty funny to be honest. If they hear a noise, they walk in the direction of the sound, never trying to avoid any object in their path. They either bash said object out of the way, or, like that hedge, blunder right through it. Obviously bigger things stop them dead (ha!) though. If that happens, they sort of shuffle backwards and then try again a few times. Eventually – and I’ve seen this too – they just give up and stand there, waiting for something else to attract their attention.
That’s not how it works in the daytime though.
*
I think it’s about an hour before the sun sets so it’s nearly time to head out. I’m going to change my bandage. One minute.
Okay, it didn’t look that bad really. The original scratch wasn’t too deep and now the wound seems to be doing that scabbing thing I remember from normal injuries. It just doesn’t smell very good. A bit like when you walk past a bin that needs emptying.
Anyway, I’ve applied more antiseptic and redressed it. Time to go.
*
That was fun. I’m glad I had those shears with me.
I got my satchel back you’ll be happy to know. And I got inside that house I’d been trying to break into as well. More through necessity than choice in the end, but I’m pleased I did. I found more batteries! That means I can justify writing at night a bit more. In fact, the people who used to live there (I think the husband owned the local garage) were pretty well kitted out. There were a lot of tins in their cupboards, and they’d even left a shotgun. It wasn’t loaded though.
Not that I need a shotgun. I didn’t tell you this before, but I have my grandpa’s old service revolver. He always told me and my sister that it was decommissioned, but my dad apparently knew otherwise. I keep it tucked into the back of my jeans at all times. It had three bullets, one of them is gone, so only two left.
I’ll only be needing the one of course.
*
Morning. I’m feeling pretty low today. I think concentrating on getting my satchel back took my mind off things, but now I feel pretty deflated.
Surely that’s understandable? The village I knew and loved has been replaced with this sodding hell. I miss my family, my friends, TV and hot dinners and Instagram. Before all of this I was a pretty positive person. Sure, I had a bit of trouble getting up in the morning, but, once I was up, that was it. I’d meet the day’s challenges head on, try to enjoy myself as much as I could. Not today though.
Maybe if I write about Jonah I’ll cheer up. Not Jonah as he is now of course, Jonah when he was all smooth-skinned, curly-haired and bright-eyed. Now he’s like the anti-Jonah or something. His face looks like it lost a fight with an angry lobster. No, wait, I’m supposed to be writing about Jonah version one here.
He’s one of those people that I can’t remember meeting. My family has always lived around here and so there are lots of people who have just always been, if you get me. I always thought we would drunkenly get it together at a party – that’s what I’d usually do if there was a boy I liked. Classy.
*
I’ve perked up a bit. Out of sheer frustration I went upstairs (naughty, I know) and looked out of a window. Sure, I saw an ugly, wandering aimlessly as they always do, but I saw that the trees are starting to turn too. That means it’s nearly autumn, and I love autumn!
My sister and I always used to go out and kick leaves at each other in the autumn. I don’t know if it was because of her low centre of gravity, but my sister was amazing at it. She could somehow whip up a blazing whirlwind of golden-yellow and fire-red, surrounding us both in a leaf storm that I couldn’t help but flail my arms madly at. Then we’d both fall backwards into the leaves laughing, me wondering how on earth what had happened was possible. She was that good.
God, I let her down in the end.
*
I think I’ll stay away from the house with the shotgun tonight. It usually takes a day or two for a group of uglies to disperse once they’re all riled up. I could use the rest of that tinned food I suppose, but I’ve got plenty to be getting on with for now.
Instead, I think I’ll swing by another farmhouse I was scoping out before I decided to turn nocturnal. I never met the people who used to live there, but I remember Mum telling me they liked their privacy. I’m sure they wouldn’t mind me visiting now though.
Also, there’s a woodland between here and there and I might be able to find some leaves to kick about a bit. I think that would make me feel close to my sister again.
I’ll check back in later.
*
I’m still alive, but only just.
I made it through the woods just fine (only the odd leaf on the forest floor at the moment though, sadly), the trouble started at the farmhouse. I couldn’t get in – the doors and windows were barricaded – so I tried one of the outbuildings. Locked. It had a cat flap though.
My first instinct was to leave it, but then I wondered if there might be something useful inside. Lord knows what thinking about it now. I lifted the cat flap with one hand and shone the torch beam through with my other. That’s when an ugly dived at my pinkies. Luckily, it misjudged its leap and got a mouthful of plastic cat flap instead. As for me, I fell backwards onto my bum.
Next, the damn thing started bashing on the door from the inside. I don’t think it could ever have got out, but the noise attracted more uglies from out of nowhere. I only just managed to outmanoeuvre them and hightail it back into the woods.
That’s not the worst of it though. On the way back my leg started to hurt. A lot.
*
I woke up this morning and I’m walking with a limp. It’s funny, Dad had a limp when he and Mum died. He was nailing planks of wood across our windows and doors because there was no signal (as per bloody usual) and we thought that what was happening here was probably happening everywhere. It's only recently that I realised this was an isolated, local outbreak. Anyway, Dad dropped the hammer onto his toe, he always was useless at DIY. I think it was only a couple of hours after that when he and Mum were taken.
It was like a wave of death. No, not like, that’s exactly what it was. A hoard of uglies swept through the village, probably originating from the secret research facility in the woods we're not supposed to know about. My sister and I wouldn’t have had a prayer if Mum and Dad hadn’t charged down the first few that got into our house. They gave us just enough time to escape, to run away and leave them to die. My sister was screaming all the way and I had to drag her like she was four again.
She wouldn’t speak to me for a few days after that. I didn’t blame her, I hated myself too. But I would have hated myself even more if I hadn’t done what I did next. On my own, I snuck back into our house with the crowbar I found here. Then I dispatched my parents. I can’t bring myself to type it any other way. It wasn’t like in the movies, I didn’t pound their skulls into mush whilst sobbing, ‘Why?’ over and over again. I just found them, or what was left of them, forced the crowbar through each of their eye sockets, and came straight back here.
Then came the crying.
*
I haven’t told you about the heavy-duty gloves yet, have I?
After I got back from our old house, my sister started speaking to me again. A shared, day-long cry will do that for sisters. Once we felt up to it, we decided to explore the parts of the farmhouse we hadn’t searched yet. All the bedrooms were empty, only a few belongings flung about the place (I suspect the previous tenants left in a hurry). The problem came when we investigated the attic. Once we’d opened the ceiling panel in the upstairs hallway, once we’d pulled the compact staircase down, I went up. My sister stood at the top of the hatchway shining the torch beam over my shoulder. And that’s when it touched me. Terrified, I fell to my left, screaming as the thing came crashing down on top of me. I was yelling things like, ‘Shoot it!’ and, ‘Run!’ but my sister was just laughing her head off. I soon realised that my attacker was in fact a shop-window mannequin.
I think the people who previously lived here must have been arty (or into some seriously freaky stuff) because the mannequin was dressed in scarves, bandannas, ties, watches – loads of things. The rest of the attic was pretty empty but at least we got the mannequin’s gloves.
*
I’m not feeling good at the moment. I’ve got a sore throat and I’ve coughed up blood a couple of times. My leg pain is getting worse too.
I don’t think I’ll go out tonight. I have enough tins left and one of them is a Full English In A Can. Sounds pretty disgusting, but intriguing at the same time. I’ve been saving it for near the end. A sort of consolation prize.
*
There are two mattresses down here. Obviously one is mine, and the other one was my sister’s. After she died, I couldn’t bring myself to get rid of it. I don’t have a photo of her, only Guitar Girl’s. Her bed is the only thing of hers I have left. And she didn’t even sleep in it that many times.
*
The tinned Full English was vile! You’ve got to laugh though, what else can you do?
*
I’m crying as I write this. Tears of sorrow, shame and regret.
It happened as we were searching a cottage just off of the main road. We’d used Old Trusty to get inside, and I’d rushed straight into the kitchen to find the food. We’d run out more than a day before and I was famished. My sister followed me into the kitchen, a wide grin on her pretty little face because I was sitting there with an open can of beans. Then one of them came at her from behind. I must have walked right past it on my stupid way to the cupboards. It bit into her neck and blood gushed over the tiles in a torrent. As she yelled out in agony, I leapt up and implanted the crowbar right into the thing’s skull. It crumpled to the floor, but the damage was done.
Don’t let me lose myself.’ That was the last thing my sister whispered to me before she passed out. Her wound was much more severe than mine is, and much closer to the brain. That seems to make it quicker. I took grandpa’s revolver from behind my back and blew her brains out.
I buried her in the back garden.
*
After my sister died I went kind of crazy. I took Old Trusty out across the fields and pulverised every ugly I could find. I don’t even remember it that well, it was just, find, kill, find, kill…
We’d only been going out in daylight before then but, in my anger, I carried on through the nights. That’s how I learned about their inability to evade in darkness. Eventually, though, one got me. I found three munching on a dead cow and ran straight at them. Took out the first two easily enough, but the third managed to scratch my leg with a bloody fingernail just before I clobbered it into oblivion. Once I realised its nail had broken the skin, it was like a switch had been flicked inside me. That’s it, I’m dead too. I lost my bloodlust and came back here.
*
If none of this had happened, I think my sister would have eventually gone into medicine. I was doing okay at College but she was top of her class at school. And she had a really kind nature too. She’d never squish any bugs that got trapped in our house; she’d get a glass, scoop the little critter up and seal it inside with a book. Then she’d take it outside and release it, even if it was a wasp.
*
I’ve decided that here’s not the place. I'll hit Submit and then I’m going to do it in those woods I wrote about; consider this diary as my Note. I’ll be able to find a nice spot to sit and look at the trees, some place that's calm and peaceful. I’m going to leave the picture of Guitar Girl in this cellar, she belongs in this house. The tree leaves will remind me of my sister more than any photo ever could anyway.
I guess all that’s left to say is thank you for listening.
I know it’s possible that no one will ever read this, but that’s not really the point is it?
Love,
X
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Thanks for reading! If you want more from this universe check out The X and Wye Anthology Series
-- Jack
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2023.03.25 16:58 Tough-Quarter-9159 An unlikely trio.

Bella had made the difficult decision to choose Jacob over Edward. She knew that it was the right thing to do for her family and friends, but it didn't make it any easier. She still loved Edward deeply and it hurt to see him so hurt.
As Bella walked down the aisle towards Jacob, she couldn't help but steal a glance at Edward who was standing at the back of the church. His eyes were filled with pain and his body was tense. Bella knew that he was here to try and stop the wedding, but she hoped that he wouldn't.
Suddenly, the doors of the church burst open and Edward stormed in. Jacob turned to face him, ready to defend himself and his bride-to-be. But as soon as Jacob's eyes met Edward's, everything changed.
Jacob's heart skipped a beat as he looked into Edward's golden eyes. He felt a rush of emotions that he couldn't explain. Suddenly, he knew that he was meant to be with Edward, not Bella.
But Edward didn't feel the same way. He was still in love with Bella and nothing could change that. Jacob's sudden declaration of love caught him off guard, and he didn't know how to respond.
Bella watched in shock as Jacob and Edward had a heated discussion. She couldn't believe what was happening. She had thought that she had made the right decision, but now everything was falling apart.
In the end, Bella chose Edward. She knew that she loved him more than anything and couldn't bear to be without him. Jacob was heartbroken, but he knew that he had to let Bella go.
Bella and Edward spent their life traveling around the world, trying to escape Jacob's obsession over Edward. They were always on the run, trying to hide from wolf packs that would let Jacob know where they were.
Jacob never stopped loving Edward, and he spent his life searching for him. He never found him, but his love for Edward never faded.
Bella and Edward were happy together, but there was always a shadow over their relationship. They knew that they had hurt Jacob deeply, and they couldn't shake the guilt of what they had done.
In the end, they realized that they could never truly escape the consequences of their actions. They had hurt Jacob deeply, and there was no way to fix that. They could only hope that someday he would find peace and be able to move on from his obsession with Edward.
Years went by and Bella and Edward grew old together, still traveling the world but with a heavy heart knowing that they had hurt Jacob so much. They tried to make the best of their time together, but the guilt and sadness were always there.
Meanwhile, Jacob had moved on with his life. He had found happiness with someone else, but he could never forget about Edward. His love for him never faded, and he knew that he would always carry a piece of Edward in his heart.
One day, as Bella and Edward were traveling through Europe, they received a message from a mysterious source. It was a message from Jacob, asking to meet them in Paris.
Bella and Edward were hesitant at first, unsure if it was safe to meet with Jacob after all these years. But they eventually decided to go, hoping that it could bring some closure to their past.
They met with Jacob at a small café in the heart of Paris. He looked older, but still as handsome as ever. They exchanged awkward hellos, not sure how to start the conversation.
Finally, Jacob broke the silence. "I wanted to see you both one last time," he said. "I know it's been years, but I needed to see you."
Bella and Edward looked at each other, not sure what to say. "Jacob, we're sorry," Bella said softly. "We never meant to hurt you."
"I know," Jacob replied. "I've moved on with my life, but I could never forget about you two. You were the first people I ever loved."
Bella and Edward looked at each other, realizing that they had never truly understood the depth of Jacob's love for Edward. They felt a twinge of guilt, knowing that they had taken that love for granted.
"We're sorry, Jacob," Edward said, his voice choked with emotion. "We never meant to hurt you. We were just trying to find our own happiness."
"I know," Jacob replied. "And I'm happy for you both. I just needed to see you, one last time."
Bella and Edward said their goodbyes to Jacob, feeling a sense of closure but also a sense of sadness. They knew that they had hurt him deeply, but they also knew that they had to move on and find their own happiness.
As they walked through the streets of Paris, hand in hand, Bella and Edward realized that their love for each other had only grown stronger over the years. They knew that they had made mistakes, but they also knew that they had learned from them.
They looked up at the Eiffel Tower, feeling grateful for the time they had together. They knew that their love would never fade, but they also knew that they had to cherish every moment they had left.
And as they stood there, watching the sun set over the city of love, they knew that they were exactly where they were meant to be. Together, forever, in a world that was filled with both joy and sorrow.
Bella and Edward returned to their home in Forks, Washington, where they settled into a quiet life. They spent their days enjoying each other's company, reminiscing about their travels, and reading books. Despite the peace and tranquility of their life, they could never forget the pain they had caused Jacob.
One day, while they were out for a walk, they saw a familiar figure in the distance. It was Jacob. He had come back to Forks, to the place where it had all started. They approached him, unsure of how he would react.
"Jacob," Bella said softly. "It's good to see you."
Jacob looked at them, his eyes filled with emotion. "It's good to see you both too," he replied. "I wanted to come back here, to where it all started."
They walked together in silence, each lost in their own thoughts. Finally, Jacob spoke up.
"I know that things didn't work out between us," he said. "But I don't regret loving you, Edward. I never will."
Edward looked at Jacob, his heart breaking. "Jacob, I'm sorry," he said. "I never meant to hurt you. I never meant to lead you on."
"I know," Jacob replied. "And I forgive you. It took me a long time, but I finally realized that my love for you was never meant to be. But that doesn't mean that I can't still care about you."
Bella and Edward looked at each other, realizing that they had been given a second chance. They had hurt Jacob deeply, but he had found it in his heart to forgive them. They knew that they had to make the most of this opportunity, to be there for Jacob in any way they could.
And so they spent the rest of their days together, the three of them, enjoying the simple pleasures of life. They went for walks, cooked meals together, and watched the stars at night. They knew that they had a unique bond, one that could never be broken.
As they sat outside, watching the sunset over the mountains, Bella looked at Jacob and Edward and felt a sense of peace. They had come a long way from where they had started, and she knew that they still had a long way to go. But they were together, and that was all that mattered.
In the end, Bella knew that she had made the right choice. She had chosen Edward, but she had also found a friend in Jacob. She had learned that love was not just about passion and desire, but also about forgiveness and understanding. And she knew that she was lucky to have both in her life.
Years went by, and the trio continued to live together in peace and harmony. They had formed an unbreakable bond that had grown stronger with each passing day. Bella and Edward had grown old, but their love for each other had never faded. And Jacob had found a sense of purpose and belonging in their company.
As they sat together in the living room, reminiscing about their past adventures, Bella looked at Jacob and Edward and felt a sense of gratitude. She knew that she had made some difficult choices in her life, but she was grateful for the people she had in her life.
"Thank you," she said softly. "For being here with me, for supporting me, for loving me."
Jacob and Edward looked at her, their eyes filled with emotion. "We love you, Bella," they said in unison.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Bella looked at Jacob and Edward, unsure of who it could be. They got up and opened the door, only to find a group of people standing outside.
It was a group of wolves. They had come to seek Jacob's help in a fight against a common enemy. Jacob looked at Bella and Edward, unsure of what to do.
"Go, Jacob," Edward said. "We'll be okay. We'll wait for you to come back."
Jacob nodded and left with the wolves, leaving Bella and Edward alone in the house. As they waited for Jacob's return, Bella felt a sense of unease. She knew that this fight could be dangerous, and she didn't want to lose Jacob.
Hours went by, and there was still no sign of Jacob. Bella and Edward grew increasingly worried, wondering what could have happened to him. They decided to go out and look for him, despite the risks.
As they walked through the forest, they heard a loud howl in the distance. It was Jacob. They ran towards the sound, hoping to find him alive and well.
When they reached the clearing, they saw a group of wolves surrounding Jacob. He was badly injured, but he was still fighting. Bella and Edward ran towards him, ready to defend him with all they had.
Together, the three of them fought off the wolves, using their strength and courage to overcome the odds. In the end, they emerged victorious, with Jacob badly injured but alive.
Bella and Edward took care of Jacob, nursing him back to health. And as they sat together, watching the sunrise over the mountains, they realized just how much they meant to each other. They had faced their fears and overcome them, together.
And so they continued to live their lives, cherishing every moment they had together. They knew that there would be challenges along the way, but they were ready to face them, together. For they had formed a bond that was unbreakable, a bond that would last a lifetime.
As Jacob recovered from his injuries, he realized just how much Bella and Edward meant to him. He had loved Edward deeply, but he had also grown to love Bella as a friend and sister. He knew that he had been lucky to have them in his life, and he wanted to make sure that they knew how much he appreciated them.
"Thank you," he said, his voice weak but sincere. "For everything. For being there for me, for loving me, for never giving up on me."
Bella and Edward smiled at him, their eyes filled with emotion. "We love you, Jacob," Bella said. "You're part of our family now. We'll always be here for you."
And so they continued to live their lives together, facing whatever challenges came their way. They traveled the world, explored new places, and met new people. They knew that they had something special, something that couldn't be broken.
As they sat together on the beach, watching the waves crash against the shore, Bella looked at Jacob and Edward and felt a sense of contentment. She knew that she had made the right choices in her life, and she was grateful for the people she had in her life.
"I love you both," she said, her voice soft but strong. "Thank you for being here with me."
Jacob and Edward looked at her, their eyes filled with love. "We love you too, Bella," they said in unison. "Always."
And as they sat there, watching the sunset over the ocean, they knew that they had found their own little piece of paradise. A place where they could be themselves, a place where they could be together, forever.
Years went by, and Bella, Edward, and Jacob continued to live their lives together. They faced new challenges and adventures, but they always had each other's backs. They traveled the world, explored new places, and met new people. They knew that they had something special, something that couldn't be broken.
As they grew older, Bella and Edward realized that their time together was limited. They had lived a long and fulfilling life, but they knew that their time was running out. They wanted to make the most of the time they had left, to cherish every moment they had together.
And so they decided to take one final trip together, to a place that held special meaning for all of them. They traveled to La Push, the place where their journey had begun.
As they walked along the beach, hand in hand, they were filled with a sense of nostalgia. They remembered the young and carefree days when they had first met, and they smiled at how far they had come.
They sat together on the beach, watching the waves crash against the shore. Bella looked at Jacob and Edward, her heart filled with love and gratitude.
"I'm so grateful for the time we've had together," she said, her voice soft but strong. "I couldn't have asked for better companions in life."
Edward and Jacob looked at her, their eyes filled with emotion. "We feel the same way, Bella," they said in unison. "You've made our lives so much better."
As the sun began to set, Bella, Edward, and Jacob knew that it was time to say goodbye. They hugged each other tightly, not wanting to let go. But they knew that they had to.
"We'll always be together," Bella said, her voice breaking. "In spirit, if not in body."
Edward and Jacob nodded, their eyes filled with tears. "We'll never forget you, Bella," they said. "You've made our lives so much richer."
And with that, they said their final goodbyes, knowing that they would always carry a piece of each other in their hearts. They walked away from the beach, hand in hand, ready to face whatever challenges came their way. For they knew that they had each other, and that was all that mattered.
And as they walked into the sunset, they knew that they had found their own little piece of paradise. A place where they could be themselves, a place where they could be together, forever.
As time passed, Bella, Edward, and Jacob remained a legend in the small town of Forks, where they had made their home. People spoke of their bond, their unbreakable friendship, and their love for each other. They had left a mark on the town and the people in it, a legacy that would never be forgotten.
Years went by, and eventually, Bella and Edward passed away, leaving Jacob behind. Jacob was heartbroken, but he knew that they were still with him, in spirit if not in body. He continued to live his life, cherishing the memories he had of his two best friends.
And then, one day, Jacob realized that it was time. It was time for him to join Bella and Edward, to be with them once again. He smiled at the thought, knowing that they were waiting for him, with open arms.
And so, Jacob closed his eyes and took his final breath, knowing that he had lived a full and satisfying life. He had loved deeply, and he had been loved in return. And as he crossed over to the other side, he felt a sense of peace. For he knew that he was finally home, with the two people who had meant the world to him.
As Jacob opened his eyes, he found himself in a familiar place. He was standing in the middle of a beautiful meadow, surrounded by wildflowers and a gentle breeze. In the distance, he saw Bella and Edward walking towards him, their hands intertwined.
Jacob's heart leaped with joy as he ran towards them, tears of happiness streaming down his face. They embraced each other tightly, their love for each other stronger than ever.
"We missed you," Bella said, smiling at him. "But we knew that you would be here with us soon enough."
Edward nodded, his eyes filled with love. "We're together again, just like we always knew we would be."
Jacob felt a sense of peace wash over him, knowing that he was finally where he was meant to be. He looked at Bella and Edward, his heart filled with gratitude.
"Thank you," he said softly. "For everything. For being my friends, my family, my everything."
Bella and Edward hugged him tightly, their love for him overflowing. "We love you, Jacob," they said. "You'll always be a part of us."
And so they stood there, in the middle of the meadow, surrounded by beauty and love. They knew that they had found their own little piece of paradise, a place where they could be themselves, a place where they could be together, forever. And they knew that they would never be alone, for they had each other.
As they stood in the meadow, Bella, Edward, and Jacob knew that they had a special bond, a bond that transcended time and space. They had loved deeply, and they had been loved in return. And now, they were together, in a place where love knew no bounds.
As they looked out into the distance, they saw a bright light shining in the sky. It was like nothing they had ever seen before, but they felt drawn to it. They walked towards the light, hand in hand, ready for whatever lay ahead.
As they approached the light, they felt a sense of excitement and anticipation. They knew that they were about to embark on a new journey, one that would take them to places they had never been before.
As they stepped into the light, they felt a sense of weightlessness. They were no longer bound by the laws of physics, but were free to explore the universe and all its mysteries.
They traveled through galaxies, explored new planets, and met new beings. They saw wonders that were beyond their wildest imaginations, and they marveled at the beauty of it all.
And through it all, they were together, hand in hand, never letting go of each other. For they knew that they had something special, something that would never fade away.
As they traveled through the universe, they came across a beautiful planet, one that was filled with life and love. It was a place where all beings lived in harmony, a place where peace and happiness reigned supreme.
And as they landed on the planet, they felt a sense of peace wash over them. They knew that they had found their true home, a place where they could be themselves, a place where they could be together, forever.
And so, Bella, Edward, and Jacob lived out the rest of their lives on the planet, surrounded by love and beauty. They knew that they had found their own little piece of paradise, a place where they could be themselves, a place where they could be together, forever. And they knew that they would never be alone, for they had each other.
As they settled into their new home, Bella, Edward, and Jacob were welcomed with open arms by the inhabitants of the planet. They were amazed by the kindness and generosity of the beings who lived there, and they knew that they had found a place where they truly belonged.
They spent their days exploring the planet, learning about its unique features and the different species that lived there. They marveled at the beauty of the natural world around them, and they were filled with a sense of wonder at the mysteries that the universe held.
And through it all, they remained together, sharing their experiences and their love for each other. They knew that they had something special, a bond that would never be broken.
As they grew older, they knew that their time on the planet was coming to an end. But they were at peace, for they had lived a full and satisfying life, filled with love and adventure.
And so, as they closed their eyes for the final time, they knew that they had lived a life that was truly extraordinary. They had loved deeply, they had traveled through the universe, and they had found their own little piece of paradise. And most importantly, they had each other.
As their spirits lifted from their physical bodies, they looked at each other, their eyes filled with love and gratitude. And as they floated up towards the stars, they knew that they would always be together, forever. For their love was infinite, and it would never fade away.
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2023.03.25 16:57 mediamusing ☣️ Don't let Them touch You ☣️

I spend all of my daylight hours scared and alone in this musty old cellar.
It’s woeful, and I bet it smelled this bad even before everything around here turned to crap. Great. My second sentence and I’ve already resorted to swearing. When I decided I’d start this diary (five minutes ago when I got a tiny sliver of signal) I thought it would be my poetic and deeply-moving goodbye to the world. Maybe I’d write about love and loss, or maybe the splendour of nature. Then, when all is done and dusted, I’d have left something to be remembered by. As well as my corpse, of course.
This was a bad idea.
*
Okay, I’m an idiot. There’s nothing else I can do down here. I’ve rooted through every cardboard box a hundred times, organised and reorganised my supplies, I’ve even built a fort. So, I’m back. Hello. Again. God, this diary is going badly.
But there’s just enough light coming through the boards I nailed over the cellar’s tiny window to type by. So I may as well type. Stops me staring up at the window just waiting for a shadow to pass by.
Maybe I'll just write and not hit Submit. Right, where to start? Well, my name is – actually, I think I’m going to refer to myself as ‘X’. That sounds mysterious. If you’re reading this and want to know my real name, I still carry my purse. My railcard is in there and, if you really want to know who I am, go find me and fish it out. I won’t bite...
So, my name is X. I live in a little English village in the middle of nowhere. Before all this happened, I had a mum, a dad, a sister and there was a boy I liked, his name was Jonah.
*
I couldn’t think of anything else to write so I waited until I came back from my rounds. That’s the stupid name I have for when I go outside at night scrounging for stuff. Drinks are the hardest. I only trust bottles or cans, or did, and I was running out of places to search for them. But I guess that doesn’t matter now.
My leg is doing alright actually; didn’t hold me up at all. I saw Jonah too. He’s looked better, I have to say. It’s strange because this is only the second time I’ve seen him since we came here. Maybe his ears were burning.
Anyway, I found some tinned pineapple in a creepy old caravan I hadn’t searched yet. Had to bust the door open with Old Trusty – which I thought might attract some unwanted attention – but it was fine. I’m actually eating the pineapple right now, tastes good. I also found a radio in there. I already have three down here, but none of them work. Not that the caravan radio works either, all you get is static. It’s just nice to collect something. You know, to have a hobby.
*
I can tell the sun is rising. I managed to sleep for a couple of hours, but I woke up after a bad dream. I know some people can remember their dreams, but I never do. I wake up and grasp at them, but I never manage a hold before they fade away. It’s like trying to pinch the corner of a wisp of smoke; the harder you try, the quicker it fades to nothing. I’m just left with a sensation, a kind of imprint which sums up the most intense part of the dream.
And a cold sweat. That’s new.
*
I’ve been through the box of photo albums I found at the back of the cellar again. I’ve looked through them a few times now, but I always notice something new.
There’s a photo of this little girl playing with a pretend guitar. I can tell it’s pretend because it doesn’t have strings, only brightly-coloured plastic dials. Kind of like My First Guitar Hero or something. The girl has dark hair and she looks a tiny bit like my sister did a million years ago. I don’t have a picture of my sister. I suppose I could go and get one from my old house, but it’s right in the middle of the village. I’m lucky I wasn’t torn to shreds the last time I went back. So, what I’ve done is put this girl’s photo in my back pocket as a substitute.
I guess I should probably write something about my real sister now. But I don’t think that’s a good idea just yet.
*
Daylight is starting to fade and I’m getting ready to go out on my rounds. I always take my satchel with me, packed with useful objects. I have Old Trusty (a crowbar) which sticks out of the top for easy access, a small toolbox, a pair of heavy-duty gloves (there’s a good story about how I got those, I might write that one down later) and a hammer. I carry a penknife I found down here in my pocket, my purse and phone, and a torch in my hand.
I don’t like to use the torch because its battery is running out and there’s always the chance it might attract them. I probably shouldn’t have used it last night when I got back. Maybe I’m starting to enjoy this writing malarkey? I need to be careful with luxuries.
*
Okay, that could have gone better.
Picture the scene: I’m using Old Trusty to try and lever a kitchen window open, when one of them just walks right through the garden hedge. Seriously, straight through it. It’s not the mightiest of hedges but, still, it just appeared like it was walking through one of those Japanese paper walls. My satchel was on the ground, but I legged it anyway. I’m not stupid. I know I can go back for it tomorrow. I felt strangely naked without it on the way back here though.
Like I said before, I need to be careful with the torch so I think I’ll try and get some sleep now.
*
I slept pretty well last night; no nightmares or cold sweats. Maybe a midnight chase was just what I needed to blow away the cobwebs.
I actually woke up wondering about you. If you’re reading this, who are you? If you’re like me, living through this village nightmare, how have you managed to go this long without being killed or whatever? Maybe you’re Army or some such. Maybe you’re just some kid who’s played so many videogames that surviving all of this was already second nature to you. Or maybe you’re like me; living on borrowed time and searching for a good place to die. Maybe Future Me was brave enough to tap Submit on my diary and you're currently reading this on your phone or computer.
Here’s an idea. Maybe you can carry on this diary from wherever I left it at. God, I really hope this isn’t my last entry, although I suppose any entry might be. If you do carry the diary forwards, and I'm a corpse, maybe it will become cursed. Spooky.
*
I’ve been preparing for my next excursion.
If I know I’m going somewhere I’ll likely run into an ugly, I like to take extra precautions. And I want my satchel back. It was a present from my dad, and I know it cost him a lot of money.
So, I’m taking a pair of shears from the shelf of old tools down here. That way, if I lose Old Trusty, I’ll have a backup weapon.
If you are local, I wonder how you like to kill them? Pretty morbid question I know, but everyone around here seems to have their preferred method. The last villager I saw alive carried a pair of mini cricket bats and seemed to have bludgeoning down to an art form. He never saw me though, I was watching from a grove of trees as he killed his way along the main road near the village.
That was before I decided to stay inside during the daylight hours. We can at least see a little bit at night; ambient light and everything. They can’t though. I’ve seen them, they bump into things. It’s pretty funny to be honest. If they hear a noise, they walk in the direction of the sound, never trying to avoid any object in their path. They either bash said object out of the way, or, like that hedge, blunder right through it. Obviously bigger things stop them dead (ha!) though. If that happens, they sort of shuffle backwards and then try again a few times. Eventually – and I’ve seen this too – they just give up and stand there, waiting for something else to attract their attention.
That’s not how it works in the daytime though.
*
I think it’s about an hour before the sun sets so it’s nearly time to head out. I’m going to change my bandage. One minute.
Okay, it didn’t look that bad really. The original scratch wasn’t too deep and now the wound seems to be doing that scabbing thing I remember from normal injuries. It just doesn’t smell very good. A bit like when you walk past a bin that needs emptying.
Anyway, I’ve applied more antiseptic and redressed it. Time to go.
*
That was fun. I’m glad I had those shears with me.
I got my satchel back you’ll be happy to know. And I got inside that house I’d been trying to break into as well. More through necessity than choice in the end, but I’m pleased I did. I found more batteries! That means I can justify writing at night a bit more. In fact, the people who used to live there (I think the husband owned the local garage) were pretty well kitted out. There were a lot of tins in their cupboards, and they’d even left a shotgun. It wasn’t loaded though.
Not that I need a shotgun. I didn’t tell you this before, but I have my grandpa’s old service revolver. He always told me and my sister that it was decommissioned, but my dad apparently knew otherwise. I keep it tucked into the back of my jeans at all times. It had three bullets, one of them is gone, so only two left.
I’ll only be needing the one of course.
*
Morning. I’m feeling pretty low today. I think concentrating on getting my satchel back took my mind off things, but now I feel pretty deflated.
Surely that’s understandable? The village I knew and loved has been replaced with this sodding hell. I miss my family, my friends, TV and hot dinners and Instagram. Before all of this I was a pretty positive person. Sure, I had a bit of trouble getting up in the morning, but, once I was up, that was it. I’d meet the day’s challenges head on, try to enjoy myself as much as I could. Not today though.
Maybe if I write about Jonah I’ll cheer up. Not Jonah as he is now of course, Jonah when he was all smooth-skinned, curly-haired and bright-eyed. Now he’s like the anti-Jonah or something. His face looks like it lost a fight with an angry lobster. No, wait, I’m supposed to be writing about Jonah version one here.
He’s one of those people that I can’t remember meeting. My family has always lived around here and so there are lots of people who have just always been, if you get me. I always thought we would drunkenly get it together at a party – that’s what I’d usually do if there was a boy I liked. Classy.
*
I’ve perked up a bit. Out of sheer frustration I went upstairs (naughty, I know) and looked out of a window. Sure, I saw an ugly, wandering aimlessly as they always do, but I saw that the trees are starting to turn too. That means it’s nearly autumn, and I love autumn!
My sister and I always used to go out and kick leaves at each other in the autumn. I don’t know if it was because of her low centre of gravity, but my sister was amazing at it. She could somehow whip up a blazing whirlwind of golden-yellow and fire-red, surrounding us both in a leaf storm that I couldn’t help but flail my arms madly at. Then we’d both fall backwards into the leaves laughing, me wondering how on earth what had happened was possible. She was that good.
God, I let her down in the end.
*
I think I’ll stay away from the house with the shotgun tonight. It usually takes a day or two for a group of uglies to disperse once they’re all riled up. I could use the rest of that tinned food I suppose, but I’ve got plenty to be getting on with for now.
Instead, I think I’ll swing by another farmhouse I was scoping out before I decided to turn nocturnal. I never met the people who used to live there, but I remember Mum telling me they liked their privacy. I’m sure they wouldn’t mind me visiting now though.
Also, there’s a woodland between here and there and I might be able to find some leaves to kick about a bit. I think that would make me feel close to my sister again.
I’ll check back in later.
*
I’m still alive, but only just.
I made it through the woods just fine (only the odd leaf on the forest floor at the moment though, sadly), the trouble started at the farmhouse. I couldn’t get in – the doors and windows were barricaded – so I tried one of the outbuildings. Locked. It had a cat flap though.
My first instinct was to leave it, but then I wondered if there might be something useful inside. Lord knows what thinking about it now. I lifted the cat flap with one hand and shone the torch beam through with my other. That’s when an ugly dived at my pinkies. Luckily, it misjudged its leap and got a mouthful of plastic cat flap instead. As for me, I fell backwards onto my bum.
Next, the damn thing started bashing on the door from the inside. I don’t think it could ever have got out, but the noise attracted more uglies from out of nowhere. I only just managed to outmanoeuvre them and hightail it back into the woods.
That’s not the worst of it though. On the way back my leg started to hurt. A lot.
*
I woke up this morning and I’m walking with a limp. It’s funny, Dad had a limp when he and Mum died. He was nailing planks of wood across our windows and doors because there was no signal (as per bloody usual) and we thought that what was happening here was probably happening everywhere. It's only recently that I realised this was an isolated, local outbreak. Anyway, Dad dropped the hammer onto his toe, he always was useless at DIY. I think it was only a couple of hours after that when he and Mum were taken.
It was like a wave of death. No, not like, that’s exactly what it was. A hoard of uglies swept through the village, probably originating from the secret research facility in the woods we're not supposed to know about. My sister and I wouldn’t have had a prayer if Mum and Dad hadn’t charged down the first few that got into our house. They gave us just enough time to escape, to run away and leave them to die. My sister was screaming all the way and I had to drag her like she was four again.
She wouldn’t speak to me for a few days after that. I didn’t blame her, I hated myself too. But I would have hated myself even more if I hadn’t done what I did next. On my own, I snuck back into our house with the crowbar I found here. Then I dispatched my parents. I can’t bring myself to type it any other way. It wasn’t like in the movies, I didn’t pound their skulls into mush whilst sobbing, ‘Why?’ over and over again. I just found them, or what was left of them, forced the crowbar through each of their eye sockets, and came straight back here.
Then came the crying.
*
I haven’t told you about the heavy-duty gloves yet, have I?
After I got back from our old house, my sister started speaking to me again. A shared, day-long cry will do that for sisters. Once we felt up to it, we decided to explore the parts of the farmhouse we hadn’t searched yet. All the bedrooms were empty, only a few belongings flung about the place (I suspect the previous tenants left in a hurry). The problem came when we investigated the attic. Once we’d opened the ceiling panel in the upstairs hallway, once we’d pulled the compact staircase down, I went up. My sister stood at the top of the hatchway shining the torch beam over my shoulder. And that’s when it touched me. Terrified, I fell to my left, screaming as the thing came crashing down on top of me. I was yelling things like, ‘Shoot it!’ and, ‘Run!’ but my sister was just laughing her head off. I soon realised that my attacker was in fact a shop-window mannequin.
I think the people who previously lived here must have been arty (or into some seriously freaky stuff) because the mannequin was dressed in scarves, bandannas, ties, watches – loads of things. The rest of the attic was pretty empty but at least we got the mannequin’s gloves.
*
I’m not feeling good at the moment. I’ve got a sore throat and I’ve coughed up blood a couple of times. My leg pain is getting worse too.
I don’t think I’ll go out tonight. I have enough tins left and one of them is a Full English In A Can. Sounds pretty disgusting, but intriguing at the same time. I’ve been saving it for near the end. A sort of consolation prize.
*
There are two mattresses down here. Obviously one is mine, and the other one was my sister’s. After she died, I couldn’t bring myself to get rid of it. I don’t have a photo of her, only Guitar Girl’s. Her bed is the only thing of hers I have left. And she didn’t even sleep in it that many times.
*
The tinned Full English was vile! You’ve got to laugh though, what else can you do?
*
I’m crying as I write this. Tears of sorrow, shame and regret.
It happened as we were searching a cottage just off of the main road. We’d used Old Trusty to get inside, and I’d rushed straight into the kitchen to find the food. We’d run out more than a day before and I was famished. My sister followed me into the kitchen, a wide grin on her pretty little face because I was sitting there with an open can of beans. Then one of them came at her from behind. I must have walked right past it on my stupid way to the cupboards. It bit into her neck and blood gushed over the tiles in a torrent. As she yelled out in agony, I leapt up and implanted the crowbar right into the thing’s skull. It crumpled to the floor, but the damage was done.
Don’t let me lose myself.’ That was the last thing my sister whispered to me before she passed out. Her wound was much more severe than mine is, and much closer to the brain. That seems to make it quicker. I took grandpa’s revolver from behind my back and blew her brains out.
I buried her in the back garden.
*
After my sister died I went kind of crazy. I took Old Trusty out across the fields and pulverised every ugly I could find. I don’t even remember it that well, it was just, find, kill, find, kill…
We’d only been going out in daylight before then but, in my anger, I carried on through the nights. That’s how I learned about their inability to evade in darkness. Eventually, though, one got me. I found three munching on a dead cow and ran straight at them. Took out the first two easily enough, but the third managed to scratch my leg with a bloody fingernail just before I clobbered it into oblivion. Once I realised its nail had broken the skin, it was like a switch had been flicked inside me. That’s it, I’m dead too. I lost my bloodlust and came back here.
*
If none of this had happened, I think my sister would have eventually gone into medicine. I was doing okay at College but she was top of her class at school. And she had a really kind nature too. She’d never squish any bugs that got trapped in our house; she’d get a glass, scoop the little critter up and seal it inside with a book. Then she’d take it outside and release it, even if it was a wasp.
*
I’ve decided that here’s not the place. I'll hit Submit and then I’m going to do it in those woods I wrote about; consider this diary as my Note. I’ll be able to find a nice spot to sit and look at the trees, some place that's calm and peaceful. I’m going to leave the picture of Guitar Girl in this cellar, she belongs in this house. The tree leaves will remind me of my sister more than any photo ever could anyway.
I guess all that’s left to say is thank you for listening.
I know it’s possible that no one will ever read this, but that’s not really the point is it?
Love,
X
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Thanks for reading! If you want more from this universe check out The X and Wye Anthology Series
-- Jack
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2023.03.25 16:56 BikerJedi Everything is an order.

A sneak preview of something that will go in the book in whole or in part. The only name in this has been changed, so no PERSEC. Edited mildly from the original at /bikerjedi
One of the things about being in the military is that everything is an order. EVERYTHING.
Don't report for formation? Violating orders to be at the right place at the right time. Out of uniform? Violating orders to be in the proper uniform. Usually things just result in an ass chewing. You get the idea. Not all soldiers do, and that is when things get worse.
Meet PFC Allen. He married your typical dependa and was living off base. Allen got sick one day with what started as a mild flu before he got it bad later. He was sent home from sick call and told to stay "on quarters" for the next 48 hours and report back. That meant he was supposed to go home and stay home. But no, this plague rat was seen at the movies that night with his wife.
Word got back to the chain of command the next morning. I was operating in my role as "Operations and Security Specialist" at the time. If you remember from previous stories, that was the bullshit job title I took after I was taken off the line due to my pending medical discharge. I was working for the platoon leader, helping him plan FTX's, acquire equipment, etc. My desk was with the LT and another guy, two doors down from the CO's office. When we heard about it, we knew the First Sergeant and CO were going to go nuclear.
After morning PT, chow and formation, I heard the First Sergeant yell, "MOTHERFUCKER!" and something slam. I peeked into the hall and saw him storm into the CO's office yelling about "That shitbag Private Allen" and knew it would be good. Top came out of the CO's office after a quick discussion, and went back to his own office to call PFC Allen. I snuck down the hall, with a couple other guys behind me to stay out of line of sight. We were like kids eavesdropping on a salacious conversation our parents were having or something.
Top called Private Allen and demanded he come in immediately. After a second, it became clear what Allen said, because Top said "Get the fuck in here now, I don't care if you are sick. Have your wife drive you." Another pause. "If she is sick too, then why were you two out last night!? NOW PRIVATE!"
SLAM! Went the phone. By the way, Top HATED if you called him Top. He was First Sergeant. He had a sign on his desk that said, "I'm not a toy, don't play with me." He was a mean SOB, but he was by the book.
Allen shows up about an hour or so later, reports to the CO, and we listen to a good twenty minutes of yelling. At the end of it, PFC Allen was given two weeks confinement to a barracks room and two weeks of extra duty after he was well enough to be out of bed. Top also made sure this guy took his meds on schedule each day, which was funny to me.
Everything is an order. Do what the doctor says to do.

OneLove 22ADay Glory to Ukraine

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2023.03.25 16:52 Frenchfriesdevourer Movies that explore childhood and released within last two years

I am looking for movies that were released in 2021, 2022, or 2023 and have children or childhood as its main focus. They can be of any language. Examples and ones that I have already watched - The quiet girl (2022), The last film show (2021), Mrs Chatterjee Vs Norway (2023).
Please do not suggest movies that have fantastical elements like superpowers or magical lands for example The Innocents (2022).
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2023.03.25 16:31 whitecloudblueskies Dumper ex contacted me after 5 months NC

I’m gonna try to be as brief but detailed as possible.
Backstory: I’m 27/f/, he’s 25/m/. He tried to pursue me for years but I didn’t want a younger man at the time. One day I finally broke and gave him a chance and we were together for a tumultuous 6 months. Every time I turned around he was messaging other women. He even took his ex on a date to decide if I was who he really wanted. He said mean things about my family unprovoked. Aside from all that, I chose to stay bc I know you have to fight for your relationship. But in choosing to stay I turned batshit crazy and insecure always interrogating him if he was cheating. Until one day he decided he couldn’t handle it anymore and left. He blamed it on his medication. When in reality, there were no side effects linked to the meds he were taking. He also did the whole “you deserve better” thing. Which in hindsight is true bc the cheating and lies were outrageous enough to make the most secure woman feel small. After trying to reconcile for 2 weeks, having one last phone call with him where he said I should move on, and seeing him follow and comment on his exes pics and a couple other women that were an issue in our relationship after we broke up despite him saying he was depressed, I bit the bullet and went NC for my own peace and sanity. I also unfollowed and removed him as a follower from IG. I would periodically look at his Snapchat story but had more control over myself there since I don’t really use Snapchat.
I couldn’t believe the man whole told me he was going to marry me the week prior breakup, took me on dates regularly, and I put my pride to the side numerous times for would do that to me only weeks before my birthday. Pro tip:In a new relationship, if your bday is before his, don’t rent a yacht and have food catered for his friends and family lol. It wasn’t all bad. We had some great times. So for me, I felt totally blindsided.
During the 5 months NC: I grieved, worked out, and traveled. Maybe 2 months post breakup, someone I was always interested in messaged me on instagram, we went on a couple dates, then made it official. We spend a lot of time together, he’s never cheated on me or made me feel less than worthy, patient, kind and generous. We’ve had a couple arguments but it shows we both care. We always work through it. I respect him and he respects me. It’s peaceful here, I’m in love and so is he.
Today at 3:30am: I had a feeling something like this would happen since my life is always weirdly synchronized. My ex messaged me on IG. It’s ironically synchronized because this is the day we went on our first day last year. My calendar tried to remind me about it in advance yesterday since I had forgotten to delete it.
Anyway guess what this clown says to me after 5 months of radio silence….”Wyd”. Yep that’s it. A simple wyd at 3:30am. He didn’t even bother to follow me, not that I would’ve followed back but it just shows how bold and important he thinks he still is in my world. What I was doing is cuddling with my new man drinking wine and watching movies.
His bestfriend still follows me and always watches me story. They always used to talk about me. I know his bestie has seen the flowers, dates, and trips my new man has blessed me with. So the audacity is unreal.
I’d be lying if I said I didn’t wanna be spiteful and tell him myself to leave me alone I’m happy and committed with my new man. But I think I’ll give him what he gave me, silence.
So stay strong everyone. Move in silence. This sub helped me through a hard time. I feel like it all lead to this point. Having your ex message you is probably what you want but more than likely not what you need. I wanted this so bad for a couple months but now im just annoyed.
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2023.03.25 16:24 Joinedformyhubs [Discussion] Book vs. Movie - Return of the King

Hello LotR fans, hobitssess, elves, ents, dwarves, humans, and all species from Tolkien's universe.

Today is Tolkien reading day. It was created to encourage Tolkien's work! Well, what a great day for a discussion since we have been reading his creations since December 2022.

Emily, u/espiller1, and I will be listing some of our favorite intense scenes as well as some background info. Then please head to the comments to discuss some of yours!
Return of the King opens with that first Sméagol vs Deagol scene and I think it's brilliant. I thought it was almost perfect. But, let's get into my favourite part of ROTK: Samwise Gamgee! His dedication to Frodo and the way he holds him after Frodo is wrapped in spider webs 🥺 - and his badass killing guys while on the stairs and don't even get me started on the strawberries & cream moment. Sean Astin just STEALS the scenes in this entire film. Sam is the hero and you can't tell me otherwise.
Okay, other things I loved: that epic standing on the hill shot with the Riders of Rohan *chef's kiss*. Fun fact - most of the Riders are female actresses. Random aside from me: Is there any green fabric left in New Zealand?
Also, Aragorn. That's it. Kidding... when he walks forward to battle and the Army of the Dead come storming in behind him - ahhhhhh fucking cinematic gold! Also, his song - just beautiful and I also loved the scene when he frees the Army. But, one of my favourite parts of the whole film is the complete badassery that is Éowyn and when she cries 'I am no Man' before killing the Witch-king. I also love the scene in the pub near the end of the film with the four Hobbitses enjoying a pint. So wholesome.
Overall, does Jackson ramp things up and change parts of the book - yes. But, I think he kept so many crucial moments intact that the story is there and its a great adaptation. When Legolas single-handedly takes down an Oliphaunt with a lot of fucking pizzazz - I was all in. Also - how the fuck does he always have arrows? Must be a magical arrow holster.
One last share from me, just under a year ago, the four Hobbitses had an unexpected reunion at my local comic-con! The four trouble-makers answered all sorts of questions about each other and Billy sang and strummed on his guitar. Here's a couple of snaps from the Unexpected Reunion in YYC - of course they had to rock cowboy hats. And here's a clip about them coming to the expo. Anyways, it was worth every penny! I had so much fun reading along with you all and seeing so many of you dive into the world of Middle-earth for the first time.
Swords in, Emily

Pippin's encounter with the Palantir during the RotK, was scary af. There is so much in that scene because the power of Sauron is still very much around. Who knew that Pippin was part spider monkey as he snuck up and light the Beacon. I was very proud of him during that!

Just like u/espiller1, The Paths of the Dead were fxcking sick. Aragon is already an idol and then he rallies the dead by promising them their that their oath would be fulfilled. The entire cinematic telling of the Dead was great. startng with Aragorn, Legolas, and Gimli calling for the Dead's aid, the Dead being smart asses and trying to scare them away, then Aragorn convincing them to help. Though when they show up on the ships at Minas Tirith, was everything!!
The Shieldmaiden of Rohan, taking off her helmet, "I AM NO MAN!!" Emily I think we like the same things. The witch king of Angmar confronting Eowyn!! She wasn't going to give up and showed her true bad assery.

Sam is the ultimate best friend. "I Can't Carry it For you...but I Can Carry You." Even in desperation, Sam rises to the occasion to help Frodo finish his quest.

Lastly, another piece of the movie I want to share is Aragorn being crowned by Gandalf. He was transformed from a ranger, reluctant leader (wow did he glow up), and then the rightful king! I wish I was there to celebrate his coronation.

💍 u/joinedformyhubs

Let us know in the comments what you enjoyed or wish was different in the book/movie.
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