Tech based characters in a superpowered/magical setting—be they mad scientists, genius inventors, disgruntled engineers, or something in between—always seem to be close to the top. Maybe their gadgetry enhances existing powers, maybe it stands on its own, but regardless, the judicious application of missiles and unobtanium reactors seems to work rather well for the lot.
I present an alternative, the other side of technology, where magic isn’t poorly understood science, but so far above it that those ants scurrying around with their poor substitutes stand no chance. To explore that, I offer two scenarios! To be clear, in both I’ll be playing the poor tech reliant sap who is out of their depth!~

1. Tech based superheroes:

Josephine slams against the wall, groaning in tandem with the metallic reinforcement within her suit. She slides to the ground, sparks flying freely from a severed wire in her left arm, grounding itself to a piece of metal scrap. She’s damaged, and something feels broken, but not out of the fight yet. She can’t fail here, not after so much work, countless hours of tinkering cannot come to naught. A quick turn of her head, and the internal targeting system gains a lock on her opponent. Data instantly transmitted to a support drone whirling around her.
The cannon mounted beneath it turns to the target, a soft hiss sounding out as the weapon opens its chamber and prepares to fire. Despite the blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, Josephine grins. The drone mounts a light gas gun of her own design, perfectly suited to the occasion, far more powerful than conventional weaponry, there’s no chance in hell that it would—
The explosion cuts off her train of thought. Her target waves their hand absentmindedly, and the drone’s weapon violently detonates, sending it scattering in flaming wreckage around the street. The target vanishes, before Josephine can feel the emergency release valve on her powered armor trigger. She’s yanked out, tossed to the hard concrete, and a boot is planted firmly on her chest. Her foe looms over the girl. She looks so…small, without her equipment and armor. So vulnerable. Surely, they can put her to better use than this charade~

1. The artificer:

Janek crept through the underbrush, the massive boiler strapped to his back doing nothing for the young man’s stealth. Not that he ever had much of a hope that he would be sneaky, not with the clinking of the carabiners and tubing bumping against each other every 5 seconds. Even him and his ego had to admit, there were more elegant solutions to his particular conundrum. But it was a damn effective one, and he was more than proud of his invention.
The wild boars proved no match for his latest killing machine, even with their thick skulls and tusks. So Janek went in search for ever greater prey, thinning the predator population of the nearby forest quite considerably. And now it was time for the ultimate challenge, a real life field test against the most dangerous foes he could find in the forest! The magically inclined who made their home there, terrorizing settlements and caravans alike with their awe inspiring spells. But they would be no match for the likes of Janek Straka! He was practically trembling with excitement, readjusting his glasses and inspecting his choice in weapon once again.
A sort of rifle, one which had all the trappings of the basic prototypes you might see in a Kingdom’s armory, but with his own tweaks. A magazine holding long iron spikes was fastened to the top, in front of a series of rubber tubing which led back to a valve assembly on the boiler he was wearing as a backpack. A massive chamber of boiling water which, with the pull of a trigger, would flood the weapon with steam and send deadly spikes slamming through whatever was on the other end.
It did not take much longer for him to find his quarry. For they were strutting towards him, rather confidently. Through the dim light let in by the trees, he couldn’t quite make out who it was. The Elven warrior, a proud individual who had practiced magic longer than Janek had been alive? The necromancer, who wasn’t nearly as frail as her undead legions? Or maybe the local Vampire had finally made an appearance, a monster that even Janek had to admit hadn’t lost their allure over the centuries. Oh well, it wouldn’t matter in a few seconds. Janek shoulders his steam-rifle, takes careful aim, gently squeezes the trigger and…only hears a short hiss. A low chuckle comes from his opponent as they keep walking towards him
“Your weapon. I’m not familiar with it, but I can sense it needed fire to work? Someone of your alleged intellect should’ve known that pyromancy is one of the easiest magicks known to man. Snuffing out was child’s play”
Janek stammered together a reply, flipping open the boiler cover to find that the charcoal had gone out “Aha, very clever of you! B-But you are mistaken, I meant you no harm! Perhaps, perhaps we can talk things out?”
His ‘prey’ just smiles, shakes their head in response, and in a flash they are upon the poor artificer
I hope you liked the prompt! I tried to go for a balance there, with both modern/superhero ideas and a fantasy concept thrown in for fun. If you found any part of it interesting, or even if you had your own idea related to the concept, feel free to PM me!

Apparel section is the biggest blind spot in most stores, especially anywhere near the fitting room. Also the security wires that are around most of the electronics only go off when they are cut, not when you go through the doors. we have had multiple people walk out with TV’s, laptops, etc… because they don’t set the alarms off whenever you walk out. Also, if an employee asks to check your receipt, they can’t do anything if you decide to ignore them and keep walking. We are told in the training videos that we have to just let you go if you refuse to show proof of purchase. Also, best way to exit the store is through the lawn and garden exit doors if your store has them. There’s usually just one person at the register if not nobody at all. It’s very easy to just walk out. If the doors are locked there’s usually a set of switches in the middle when will let you out. or push on the doors. You’re welcome

White male, 39 years old, 165 lbs,
In early 2022 I discovered I have a lung condition characterized by left lung cavitation, hemoptysis (20-30 times per year, often in mornings or after intercourse, a few teaspoons or a tablespoonful), and nodules. My right lung seems to be okay. My left lung has become much worse over these last 18 months. More urgently, I also had some (what felt like) near death experiences on October 26, 2022 and June 2, 2023 when my body went paralyzed, I coughed blood all over myself, and I fell to the floor becoming unconscious. I'm trying to find out if my diagnosis of sarcoidosis is accurate (my readings tell me it would have to be a very rare presentation to be sarcoid). The diagnosis was based on a wedge resection biopsy that was analyzed by Kaiser, University of Michigan, Cedars Sinai, and Mayo Clinic. It's worth noting that each pathology department did not make the same diagnosis, but there were shared characteristics in their analysis. Mostly they admitted to difficulty making a definitive diagnosis. I've been taking steroids since November 2022, but the June 2, 2023 incident makes me wonder if they are working. I'm very concerned with stopping the hemoptysis, cavitation, and syncope as soon as possible. I’m also very concerned with preserving my healthy right lung.
I have a link to a Google Doc with tons of logs of events, details and CT videos, but I'm not comfortable posting in public. If you are a doctor, please DM me and I will eagerly provide a link.
Thanks!
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Abnormal Tests
Troponin (only on Oct 26, 2022 after unconscious incident…418 pg/mL, then later 7152, then 3674)
TSH (low… 0.31 mcIU/mL)
Normal Tests
Bacteria cultures
Fungal cultures
Aspergillus
Cryptococcus
Tuberculosis
Coccidioides
Complete Blood Count
White Blood Cell Differential
C-Reactive Protein
Creatinine
Nocardia Species Culture
ANCA (C-ANCA)
Glomerular Basement Membrane
Thermoactinomyces Vulgaris
Pigeon IGG
Urinalysis
Ferritin
Prothrombin Time
Iron and Total Iron Binding Capacity
Spirometry
Anti-Human Globulin (Coombs Test)
Blood Urea Nitrogen
Electrolytes
Anaerobic Culture
Urine Histoplasma Capsulatum Antibody
Calcium
Vitamin D
Magnesium
Glucose
B-Type Natriuretic Peptide
Methicillin Resistant Staphylococcus
Hemoglobin and Hematocrit
Phosphate
T3
T4
Vitamin B12
Erythrocyte Sedimentation Rate
Thyroperoxidase Antibody
Ionized Calcium
Angiotensin Converting Enzyme
Alanine Aminotransferase (ALT)
Lipid Panel

Looking for advice
Background. I have bipolar disorder as well as some sensory issues. Mostly I am very sensitive to loud noises but also have a hard time filtering out voices from background noise. I also snore and have generally been having a bad time with my mental health. The issues are mostly in the process of being worked on. I also have childhood trauma related to housing and food. The biggest issue is that my reaction to conflict is to get quite and make myself small. My partner says it’s stonewalling. I don’t know if it is, I think things like stone walling and gas lighting need to be deliberate acts not just a byproduct of other factors.
My partner has BPD, bipolar, and ADHD. He has a hard time controlling his emotions (mostly anger) and has an episode between 6-12 times a week. Specifically his triggers are stone walling (something his mother did when he was a kid), a lack of communication, lack of sleep, and he gets frustrated when I can’t hear him.
We have been together for nearly 10 months and moved in together this week. I thought the fighting would calm down once the move was done but it hasn’t. Our fights are normally over small things (who changed the thermostats, someone didn’t do dishes) which escalate because I get quite and shut down and it infuriates him.
He’s started telling me to leave and his shouting is getting worse to the point that I flinch and that makes him angrier.
I don’t know what to do. Am I bad for him? Is he bad for me? Are we bad for each other?

Hi all, I'm moving out of my apartment before the start of July and need someone to take the current lease, which will end on March 2024 and can be extended.
Rent is $2550 per month, with a $2000 deposit. Willing to give away all the current furniture for free.
Features of the apartment:

• Central AiHeat
• In-unit dishwasher, oven, microwave, air fryer and fridge
• Fully furnished big master bedroom, with a walk-in closet and private bathroom
• Great view and lighting on the balcony
• Washer and dryer on every floor (not coin-based)
• Security on guard every day
• 24/7 gym and swimming pool

Other details.

• 8-min walk to Orange line Malden Center. A convenience store is just around the corner. 5-min walk to Walgreens. Many decent restaurants and bars are also within walking distance.

Check out the apartment photos here. Feel free to dm me for more details :)

There is this guy I call my "greatest love". I can confidently call him that because that's just how I feel. There is this something inside of me that feels like I won't be falling in love with anyone else as much as I fell in love with him. It might sound like some sort of obsession but that's just how I feel.
Despite not having any sort of interactions with him for years, I still think about him. Or even when I'm not thinking about him, at the back of my mind, he's there. I cannot forget him and my memories with him.
When I'm asked about anything connected to my love life, he's the first person that comes to mind.
Just one interaction with him and I'm all gone. He literally made my heart beat faster when nothing else could but cockroaches.
I have this conflict in my mind. He's so near yet so far. And because he's near, I don't want to let him go, he's all I've ever wanted. And I'm sure nothing will happen if I don't make the first move. After all, between the two of us, I'm the only one who has feelings for the other. But is it worth it? Will it change anything between us? Will it be a good change or is it destined to be doomed? I'm scared.
I'm scared of making a fool of myself again just because of what I feel for this man who probably only thinks of me as a past classmate.
Should I message him or should I not?

It's just not nearly as good as people are saying.
t’s time to sit down and have a difficult discussion about Tears of the Kingdom. I know that you’ve heard from just about every source how this is the game of the year, one of the best games of all time, etc. Well I’m here to let you down gently because it did not reach those heights. I would argue that the first game actually defeats it overall. Tears of the Kingdom ultimately tried to be too ambitious and tried too many things with a lot of them not working out. That’s the big problem here and I say this as someone who has always been a big Legend of Zelda fan. It just wasn’t ready for this and I think the series should go back to the really big story based titles like Skyward Sword. The open world format is cool but it needs extensive fixes.
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Well first off the story starts with Zelda and Link exploring some ruins. Unfortunately this does go very well and Zelda goes missing, lost into the winds. Link wakes up on the sky islands and needs to find a way to get going. He must save Princess Zelda from Ganondorf who has returned to destroy the world. Link will need to meet up with various friends and allies as he reawakens the Master Sword and saves the day but can he do this?
Lets talk about some of my issues with the game. First up, they kept the whole breakable weapons mechanic. So every few swings your weapons are going to keep on shattering. Over and over and over again. Yes you now have the ability to fuse weapons with objects which is a new mechanic to the game but this only delays the inevitable as they will both be destroyed before long. The only exception is the Master Sword which still breaks but it will eventually regenerate. This is a mechanic that should have been removed by now because all it really does is force some extra length into the game instead of just letting you have fun. I don’t know about you but I want to have fun and I want to have fun now!!
Then there is the new Ultrahand mechanic to which a large part of the game is built around. With this you can lift up almost any object in the game. This helps a lot with puzzles and such as you jump from platform to platform. The thing is, it’s not a mechanic that is super fun to use. I think it could have been in small doses like using it once in a while but having to do it constantly is something else. Building objects and such is good fun at time but the game is too focused on having you do it all the time. As it is you don’t have much time to just play the game.
You maybe fight someone once every few hours but for the mot part you’re doing a lot of running and map exploring. I managed to scope out almost the whole Depths can a fairly early period in the game and likewise opened up the lighthouses. It is really good to be able to see the map at least and they didn’t exaggerate about the overall size of the kingdom. The game is absolutely massive and it would take forever to run from one side to the other. It is absolutely impressive and I’ll give the egame credit there. They just should have skipped the overall gimmicks so all of the different styles would be gone and you’re just having fun with combat.
The actual combat is smooth but it feels like that is rarely something you need to do. Aside from the occasional boss you don’t have much incentive to take down the minions. You can get some material for beating them but not much. So you’re just going to be doing a lot of running instead and probably getting stuck at some point by those puzzles. I certainly got stuck plenty of times. In the end it took me 55 hours to complete the game and I feel like a good chunk of that was running around in circles because I didn’t know where to go.
There are a ton of sidequests and bonus content to access but most of them are behind puzzles as well so get ready to try and figure those out. Additionally don’t forget that you have to complete a bunch of shrines to get the stars needed to level up your health and stamina. The game may try to present itself as a rue open world where you can make any choices you want but that isn’t always the case. For example there is one boss that you can’t reach unless you get past a stamina door and to do that you had to buy at least 5 stamina upgrades. I wanted to max out hearts and that’s what I had been doing but this forced me to change gears.
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Also I believe the open world is to blame for this game not having much in the story. After each temple they play the same cutscene over and over again and just zoom in on a different character depending on the temple. It means that the game froze the progression right here and that’s no good. By the time you get to the end of the game it really doesn’t feel like there was a ton of story that you got through.
At least the climax was a lot of fun though. Lin’s battle stance where he gets ready and the Master Sword lights up was brilliant. That was a great moment all around and is exactly what you like to see in a AAA title. Link has been through a lot but when the going gets tough he is always ready to hang in there. The battle involves a lot of dodging and parrying so you do need to really be on point here. Especially since I had used up all of my hearts earlier thanks to the gloom. I had to beat the final boss and the various phases without taking any hits to my hearts. It took me over 2 hours of trying over and over again but eventually I did manage to succeed.
That was easily the highlight of the game for me because I did feel good in conquering that challenge. I’d argue that the game design wasn’t the best to put you in such a rough circumstance since I feel like most wouldn’t be able to pull that off. Of course there is extra gear and food that you could have gotten to avoid that which is worth noting. The game really wants you to stick around and try all of the content so you can go into the final boss well prepared. It’s a noble goal and I know there is a lot to the game but at the end of the day there just isn’t enough to keep you here. Once you complete the game then you are likely out.
The soundtrack is definitely more on the forgettable side but I suppose I wouldn’t say that it’s bad. You just don’t feel like you will need to Youtube the themes afterwards. The graphics are definitely great here. I would have liked to have had Link’s classic green tunic throughout the game though. Lately it feels like that costume doesn’t appear enough even though it’s the best one. I’m sure it’s out there somewhere in the mode but I was hoping I would get it for the final boss.
Nobody can say that the game is short though. 55 hours just to complete the campaign is really impressive and in terms of overall content I wouldn’t be surprised if this is around 100-150 hours. There is so much to do here. The game can also be fun when you are just relaxing and not having to do anything. The problem is that the game reminds you of what’s coming all the time. Just when you’re unwinding the game throws another puzzle at you or some kind of cryptic clue. You simply can’t escape it.
This all sounds pretty negative so just for the record the reason why I would still call the game good is because the gameplay itself is good. The combat is on point and I enjoy the parrying system. The characters are good and the story is solid when it appears with a cinematic once in a while. You will get real annoyed on many occasions and will need to put the game down for a while since long batches can hurt the experience but at the end of the day it’s a game that you won’t regret buying.
Overall, Tears of the Kingdom is one of the weaker Legend of Zelda games for me but I will applaud it on really trying to be as ambitious as possible. It is a huge game but the gimmicks just ended up bringing the experience down. Sometimes less is more and just letting me fight the enemies without having to worry about things would have been great. I want more story and more action next time. Throw those things into the game and I would enjoy it a whole lot more. I would still recommend the game if you want to travel through the kingdom and have fun. I’m confident that you will have a good time here but you will also get irritated at times so definitely keep that in mind. The game is very much a rollercoaster and I need Nintendo to do better...to be better!

Hey there! Thanks for stopping by. I'm Michael, and I believe that life is all about embracing new experiences, creating meaningful connections, and sharing laughter along the way. I extremely value honesty and find that one of the most important qualities in a person is their willingness to tell the truth.
I'm 22, 5'10'', with black hair and brown eyes (Hispanic). I may not fit society's conventional standards of attractiveness, but I believe that beauty lies in one's character and passions. That being said I am not a slob but it wouldn't hurt me to hit the gym more often lol.
I'm a compassionate, loyal, trustworthy and genuine person who values deep connections. I may be a bit introverted, but once you get to know me, you'll discover a passionate and witty side that loves to engage in meaningful conversations (May end up talking for hours lol). Laughter and honesty are the key to my heart! I have an interesting sense of humor and enjoy sharing really bad jokes and references. If you're up for spontaneous bursts of laughter and appreciating the lighter side of life, we'll get along swell.
When it comes to interest and hobbies I like things like cooking, road trips, stargazing, reading, and I love all genres of music (I actually mean it when I say that). When it comes to media I love stuff like Star wars, DnD, MTG, Pc gaming (fav is Stardew Valley), Anime, LNs, Manga, and Pokémon.
I am looking for someone who I will value as a partner who embraces authenticity and sees beyond superficial appearances. Someone who appreciates the genuine person beneath the surface and is open to building a meaningful connection and isn't afraid to just be themselves. It would be great to find someone who shares my passions and can introduce me to new and fun hobbies. Whether it's attending IRL public conventions, marathoning our favorite shows, or just traveling around the country, let's create our own future adventures. That being said having different interests is ok with me and just means we get to show each other new fun things.
In conclusion, I am mainly looking for a partner around 20 - 28 (+- a year or two) year range. I don't care what religion you practice as long as you do not try and push your religion onto me. Politically I lean left so if that's a turn off (For some reason lol) look somewhere else then again IDC as long as you don't try to force me to change. I also prefer if you live somewhat near me, as to build a semi ldr. So feel free to reach out, and let's embark on a journey where true connection transcends societal expectations. oh and if you read this far let me know by telling me your favorite song. Looking forward to hearing from you soon!
Warm regards, Michael

Hi,
Still relative new in terms of road cycling, went for my longest ride ever today which included a few hills and downhills.
First downhill, nearly ended up in the Bush, good job I has hydraulic brakes.
Second downhill, narrow countryside lane and halfway down and car coming opposite, hit the brakes realised I'm gonna hit the car, so went into a slide (non derailleur side)and stopped a foot in front of the car.
Got up, shouted "I'm alright" driver came to check on me, had his kid on drivers passenger, looked like he'd seen a ghost, poor kid, sorry.
Damage to self, bruised left knee. Damage to bike, broken carbon bike cage.
Lesson learnt, keep on brakes full time when going downhill especially when can't see round corner and narrow lanes!
Also, you can clip out of pedals while falling!!

Not really sure what kind of advice I'm even looking for right now. I (20m) got kicked out from my dad/stepmom's home last year due to religious issues. I had to move cities overnight and have been staying in different places with my mom since then.
Even though I've been living with her, it's never really been permanent or proper. She won't let me change my address or be on the lease at these places. I'm not even allowed to receive mail at them.
At this new place, we rented personally by some word of mouth recommendation from one of my mom's customers. The whole thing has been kinda sketch, but it's a decent place. Problem is, the rent lady is just out of her mind. This isn't some professional rent organization or anything, just an individual person. She had a lawyer write her a lease. And now she's using that same lawyer to attempt to serve an eviction notice.
Their reasoning is that it's because I'm staying here without her approval and that I'm not on the lease. It was never a requirement, and my mom explained the situation upfront that I would be staying there before signing.
My mom got a note saying a lawfirm attempted to have mail delivered today while she was gone and has to go pick it up from the post office now. Highly suspected that it's an eviction notice.
My mom might try to sue for unlawful eviction. But she doesn't want to rent again, and quite frankly neither of us really have enough money to put down on anything bc we have both been financially struggling. She says she wants to just get an RV to live out of but I'm not sure how likely that is to fall through.
Regardless, I'm trying to plan it through as the worst case scenario which is that we part ways and both of us become separately homeless living out of our own personal vehicles. If something better comes our way, fine. But I guess I just have to prepare for the worst.
Additional info: I live in florida. I have a job but its damn near impossible to make enough to live on my own out here. My own bills/debt (not utilities) cost $800/m and average rent here is $1500/m. I only make about $1500/m to begin with. I am also trying really hard to get back into college full-time this upcoming school year. My older sister has mentioned previously I can stay with her temporarily if something happens, but she has her own life and child and limited space so I can't stay long term.
Again idk what advice I'm looking for honestly. I'm just so lost right now. Anything helps I guess

A few years ago I became interested in a girl younger than me. She was 19 and I was 30 if I recall. We were coworkers and I decided to give it a try because why not? She kindly rejected me and I respected her decision. Despite that, we became friends. I hoped to win her over but if I didn't, I would still be grateful to be friends with her. She ended up quiting the store to focus on school. It was around this time that she was becoming a bit more distant. I understood, she was busy. Shortly after, she messaged me on my birthday and said how she would like to take me out to eat. Unfortunately she didn't have a job so she asked me to wait until she started working. I said we can have dinner whenever she's free and I'd gladly pay. I just wanted to hang out with her to be honest. This same day I she told me she had a boyfriend. I did get sad but life goes on and I liked her friendship. Afterwards, she wouldn't write back the way she used to. What hurt the most was when she shopped at the store I was still working at. In 2 different occasions, she barely spoke to me. She said the minimum. She said hi, asked how I was doing, and that was it. I was also hurt when I messaged her when COVID started. I messaged to check on her but she gave me generic responses. A few months went by and she messaged me about some stuff I had let her borrow once. I replied a day later and said I'd have to check my schedule. A month later she messaged me again about the stuff. I didn't reply that time. I felt hurt. After I quit my job, i went to pick up my check and bumped into a coworker. The subject of the girl came up and I said she no longer kept in touch with me as much. My coworker's theory was that the girl's boyfriend probably told her to not talk to me. I don't know if that's true or not. Then a few months later, the girl messaged me about the stuff I let her borrow. This time I did reply and I wasn't happy. She offered to drop off my stuff but I told her she can keep it or toss it out. She said she'd still hold on to it if I changed my mind and I replied telling her "trust me, I won't" and ended up removing her from my contacts. We didn't message each other again. Since then, I kept feeling anger, hate, and sadness toward her. Not because I never dated her. But because I feel like she made me believe we were really good friends. And because I think she could have handled things differently instead of basically ignoring me. Eventually I got a new job and things were going well for me. One day I saw her from a distance inside the store I was now working at. Luckily we didn't bump into each other that day because I still felt anger and hate. A few weeks later or whatever, I saw her again. This time we both made I contact. It felt awkward for me. Neither of us said anything and we just pretended it never happened again. So many emotions came to me. Days later I realize that the way I feel isn't healthy and I wasn't okay with it. So I told myself I'd say hi next time I saw her. That day did come last year. It went better than I expected even though I was nervous. She was walking by with her mom ready to pay. I said her name and said I could help her out. We had a nice little chat and I did feel like the weight off my shoulders had been lifted. I no longer had any hate towards her. But I still feel something for her. I still like her for some reason. It doesn't make a lot of sense because my friendship with her wasn't that long. Anyways, after nearly a year later, I saw her shopping at the store again today. I normally don't work Fridays but I did this time and maybe that's why I hadn't bunked into her sooner. I was busy at work so I only managed to say hi to her. But that small interaction made my day. She looks even more beautiful than ever. And here I am today, still having a crush on her or whatever you want to call it. It took a lot of me to speak to her again. I'm not going to lie, I did hope talking to her again would spark the friendship again and she'd ask to hang out or something but it hasn't happened. I really thought doing this would let me move on without anger and hate towards her. But I only managed to get rid of the hate and anger I had for her. I still want to be a part of her life even as a friend. But it looks like it won't happen. I'm too much of a coward to ask for her number because I'm tired of getting hurt. I don't want to get hurt again. I guess I'm happy that I spoke to her again. But Im still sad I'm not her friend. Now I'm just a former coworker that she knows.

'After being resuscitated, a woman, is now stalked by a creature that can only move if you look away from it'.
It began twelve weeks ago. The night Scott, my childhood sweetheart and husband of five-years confessed that he’d had a drunken one-night stand on his bachelor party in Europe. The apparent guilt had consumed him for the past five-years, and his sudden urge to be truthful was due to the fact we were due to get married this same year.
His words hit me like a freight train, and the urge to vomit washed over me like a tsunami. I stormed out of the house, our house that we’d bought together twelve-years prior. I felt like the world had swallowed me whole, and in a way, it had.
I was struck with a throbbing chest pain that rapidly spread down my entire right side. The pain intensified, taking my breath away, and I stumbled into a tree to steady myself as I felt my body about to faint.
Then darkness.
The next thing I remember, was waking up in a dark and dismal forest, devoid of colour. The air was dry and had a distinctive, malodorous smell, like rotten meat or that of a decaying carcass. But worst of all, was a terrifying feeling that I’d never experienced before, and one that I pray I’ll never feel again.
The feeling of absolute hopelessness.
The sky was dull and cloudless, and was ripped apart by soundless, ferocious lightning that illuminated the bleak landscape I found myself in. I felt like I’d been wandering for hours, maybe even days when I came across a decaying cave. Animal bones crushed beneath my feet as I made my way towards it.
As I approached the cave, the putrid smell grew with intensity causing me to retch, and I was violently sick, bringing up my own stomach bile. The entrance was made of crumbling stone and was completely opaque. I threw a small stone into it and heard it ricocheting down the stone steps and off the walls. The silenced lighting strobed the area, and I was able to glimpse into the cave and see a few descending steps.
Then, two yellow reptilian-like eyes flashed in the darkness.
I stumbled backwards, and just as the lightning struck, I was forcefully thrown by an unseen force. The lighting flashed continuously, accompanied by a gale-force wind, tossing me around like a rag doll. My eyes remained fixed on the cave, and I crippled in terror, as a pale, gangly hand reached around the crumbling stone. Another flash hurled me hard against a tree, and suddenly -
I woke up in the back of an ambulance with paramedics hovering over me with a defibrillator, and two words that sent a cold and grotesque shiver through my spine.
“Welcome back”.
Welcome back? Back from where? What was that place? That thing in the cave? How long was I gone?
Hundreds of questions raced through my mind, but none of which I had the answer for. Not yet anyway.
“You died in the back of that ambulance” the doctor said as I lay in a bed in the ICU.
The room tilted as I tried to digest what the doctor was telling me. I felt like I was in a nightmare that I couldn’t wake up from. I’m thirty-years old, I eat healthily, and I run four times a week, how could this be happening to me?
My scans revealed I’d inherited a faulty gene and developed hypertrophic cardiomyopathy and suffered a cardiac arrest. I spent the next seven-weeks in the ICU and told nobody of the dark forest and the creature with the yellow eyes. Just the thought of that place was enough to raise the hairs on the back of my neck.
My mother practically moved into the hospital. Fussing over me like mothers do. She blamed herself for my condition, even though her scans were clear, meaning that I inherited the faulty gene from my absent father.
My husband Scott came on the first day, but I asked him for space. I needed some time to heal and process everything that had happened, about both my condition, and his infidelity. Although he kept that promise, he would call my mom every day to check on me, to make sure I was okay.
I wasn’t.
Not because of my condition, but for something else.
I’d started to see something.
I wasn’t sure what it was at first. It started as a tiny dot in my peripheral, nothing more than a spec on my retina. Of course, I had my eyes checked, but all results came back clear, as did the results for my visual cortex.
Days later, what started as a dot in my peripheral began to grow.
The first time I saw it, I was at my doctor’s office. He had left me alone for a moment whilst he consulted with my surgeon. It was dark outside and the sound of heavy rain pit-a-patting against the glass was hypnotic. I stared out of the window, watching as a small handful of people came in and out of the hospital.
Then, my eyes were drawn to an ominous silhouette at the far end of the parking lot. I couldn’t make out any distinguishing features due to the minimal light, but there was something there, standing deadly still in the shadows.
A car horn broke my reverie, a man was getting into his truck in the lot and must have pressed the horn by accident. I turned back to the silhouette, and it was in a completely different position.
It had moved.
It was standing eerily still again, but like it had frozen mid-walk. I could just about make out its elongated limbs, like it’s arms and legs had been stretched out.
The doctor returned momentarily, startling me. He’d gotten my scans, and everything was how it should be.
“Good news, you should be okay to be discharged in a few days” he said.
That was great news, I was so ready to get out of the hospital. I turned back to the window in curiosity, but whatever I saw had gone.
I didn’t think about it again until the night before I was going home. It was late and most of the patients were sleeping. My room is situated at the end of the hall, so I get a clear view of it through my observation window. I wasn’t quite ready to go to sleep and was watching something on my iPad.
Suddenly, there was a putrid odour wafting in through my open door. The same unmistakable smell that I’d experienced in that ‘other place’. Two nurses walked past my room, neither showing any signs that they too could smell it. I covered my nose and mouth to try and stop me from heaving.
Then, my eyes drifted to the observation window, and to the corridor.
It was here again. The silhouette.
At the far end of the hall. Completely still, with its back pressed up against the wall. But I could see it. It was tall and skinny, and had either feelers or tentacles stretched up against the wall like an ink spill. Its daunting yellow eyes stared straight at me.
I saw another nurse walk up the hall and straight past it, like it wasn’t there. Maybe it wasn’t. Maybe visual hallucinations were a symptom of what I’d been through, or maybe it was a side effect of the many meds I was taking. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.
“There’s nothing there, there’s nothing there, it isn’t real” I whispered to myself.
I opened my eyes and, it hadn’t gone.
It had moved closer.
Halfway down the hall. It had dropped onto all fours like a large dog. Starring straight at me. Its long tentacles spread across the floor and up the wall.
I was absolutely petrified.
I moved over to the window, tentatively. The smell that resonated from this creature was overpowering. I watched it for a few moments, until a nurse walked past the window, startling me. And, like before, when I looked back, it wasn’t there. It was as though I’d imagined it. I climbed back into bed, but I didn’t sleep a wink that night.
The next morning, my mom came to pick me up. I left with a suitcase of medication and instructions on how and when to take them. I didn’t tell my mom or anyone at the hospital about my hallucinations. I was worried If I did say something, the doctors wouldn’t let me leave.
I had decided to stay at my mom’s until I was ready to talk with Scott. He brought a box over with some essentials, like my comfy clothes, pyjamas, and my own toothbrush as I’d been using a cheap store bought one up to now. He was sorry, and it was clear he hadn’t been sleeping. He said he’d wait for me until I was ready to talk. I missed both him and our home so much, but I just wasn’t ready to talk about it. Not yet.
My mom suggested that I go into town, see the locals, get some fresh air into my lungs. She offered to drive me, and then we would meet back up at the car after an hour.
Whilst in town, I noticed a poster for the yearly travelling fairground in a storefront window. I have fond memories growing up of this fair. It’s where Scott and I shared our first kiss. We were halfway round the Ferris wheel, when it started to rain. He covered us with his jacket, and then he kissed me. This was the moment I knew I’d fallen in love with him. I was flooded with happy emotions, and it felt right that I text Scott.
“I’m ready to talk, I’ll be at the place where we shared our first kiss at 8 tonight, Chloe x”.
He replied almost instantly.
“I’ll be there, thank you x”.
After a quick smile to myself, I went for a walk through the local market. It was bustling with energy. Vendors selling local, fresh produce, handmade furniture, bakeries, and plenty more.
After browsing the stalls, I was hit with that smell. That horrific, nauseating smell. And I felt the hairs on my arms prickle up.
I knew it was here. Somewhere. Observing me.
My eyes narrowed as I scanned the area. I weaved in and out of the locals looking for it. Paranoia struck me like lightning. I was bumping into people as I went. All eyes had now turned to me. I burst into tears, sprinted back to the lot and leaped into my mother’s car.
I was sitting in the passenger seat crying my eyes out. I looked out of the window and saw my mother rushing back to the car shouting my name. Someone must have told her about my freak out.
I looked out of the opposite window and, IT WAS THERE, standing on top of a vehicle several cars over!
“GET AWAY FROM ME” I screamed.
My mother whipped open the door.
“What is it? What happened?” she replied.
She couldn’t see it. Nobody could. I told her that I’d had a panic attack. I hadn’t been around people outside of the hospital for a few months and I felt overwhelmed. She knew I wasn’t being truthful, but it’s the only answer I could give.
That night I decided to go ahead and meet Scott at the fair. When I saw him waiting for me by the Ferris wheel, my heart felt hole again, if only for a moment. We got our tokens and went on the wheel. We talked as we went round, about how sorry he was and how much of an idiot he’d been, which I agreed with.
Everything was going well until I saw the creature again. Standing on top of the ghost house attraction. Watching me.
I kept my eyes on the figure whilst grabbing Scott’s arm.
“Do you see it?” I asked with a shaky voice.
“See what?” he replied.
“It’s standing right there, on top of the ghost house”.
I could see him squinting to look, but I knew deep down that he wouldn’t be able to see it, because only I could.
“Sweetheart, there’s nobody there, look at me” he replied, calmly.
“I can’t” I said solemnly. “If I look away, it’ll move”.
“Chloe, look at me, there’s nothing there” he said, as he grabbed my chin and turned my face towards his.
“No! it’ll move” I screamed.
I quickly spun round, my eyes darting back to the ghost house, but it wasn’t there. I looked around, anxiously, Scott looking on with worry.
“Shit, where is it?” My anxiety palpable.
I looked down, and it was at the bottom of the Ferris wheel. It had moved inhumanly fast. I screamed and almost fell out of the carriage, but Scott held onto me.
“Hey, hey, I got you, what is it?” he said, desperately trying to keep hold of me.
I stood up in a panic, rocking the carriage, Scott tried to hang onto me, but it was too late, and I plummeted twenty feet to the ground.
The last thing I remember, was Scott screaming for an ambulance.
I was fortunate enough to only suffer a sprained wrist and a slight concussion. My doctor wanted to keep me in overnight for observations, which I reluctantly agreed to.
I decided to confide in Scott. I told him everything. From the cave in the forest to this creature that’s stalking me. This monstrous entity that must have crawled out of the pits of hell. And worst of all, it’s getting closer to me.
He could see that I was terrified, and instead of trying to explain away what I was experiencing, he just held me. And, for the first time in a long time, I felt safe. We spent hours just holding each other. He offered to stay the night, to stay awake in the chair whilst I got some sleep, but I couldn’t have him doing that.
After Scott left, I managed to get a few hours rest. I woke up just after two AM and grabbed my bottle of water from the nightstand. That’s when I noticed the door was closed, even though I specifically requested it to stay open.
And then, there was that horrendous smell. I knew it was close.
It was in the fucking room.
It was crouched down in the corner on all fours, blending into the darkness, watching me. I desperately tried to scream but no sound would come out.
Keeping my eyes on it, I slowly climbed out of the bed with my back pressed firmly against the wall. I knew it couldn’t move if I didn’t look away. I side-stepped along the wall towards the door.
I started to manoeuvre around a set of drawers, knocking something off that caught my eye for a millisecond. But that’s all it took. It was now standing on its two legs.
It must have been eight-feet tall with outstretched limbs. A streak of moonlight illuminated part of it’s pale-blue face. Its yellow eyes glistened in the light. Its slimy tentacles spread up the wall and onto the roof.
I kept my back to the wall and kept moving. I made it to the door, grabbed the door handle, but it was fucking locked. I kicked the door, but nobody could hear me.
I could see the key for the door on the table in my peripheral. I fumbled around on the table without looking. I grabbed everything but the key. I knew I had to look to find the key.
I quickly glanced to my left – Saw the key – Looked back, and the creature was point-blank in front of me. Reaching out for my throat, its black, curved talon had pierced my neck and blood trickled down.
Somehow, I managed to scream and within seconds two orderlies had barged through the door. All they found was me, alone with blood trickling down my neck. I barged straight past them and ran as fast as I could out of the hospital.
I ended up running all the way home. I banged as loud as I could on the door, forgetting that it was almost three-thirty in the morning. Scott answered the door in his pyjamas with a worried look plastered across his face.
I told him what had happened at the hospital whilst he bandaged my neck.
“See, this is proof that what I’m seeing is real, this is physical proof, you believe me, right, you have to?” I barked.
After a momentary pause, he replied:
“Yes, I believe you. I believe... I believe you’re seeing something”.
I registered the pause, and the hesitation in his voice. He didn’t believe me, and I didn’t blame him.
After talking for a few hours, I had calmed down enough that I told Scott to get some sleep. He was reluctant to leave me, so he took a nap in the chair. I grabbed my laptop and searched the web for anything related to what was happening to me.
There’re thousands of incidents across the world relating to haunted houses, demons, cults, and possessions, but none that was specific to the entity that was stalking me.
Every time I heard a sound, a car outside or a floorboard creek I jumped. I was a nervous wreck. I went into the kitchen to grab a glass of water. I looked out of the window into the darkness, expecting to see it watching me. But it wasn’t.
I went back into the room, and –
IT WAS THERE!
I dropped the glass, and it shattered on the floor. Scott leaped from the chair.
“What, what is it?”
I couldn’t speak. My lips were glued shut. I slowly raised my hand and pointed at it. It was standing at the far end of the room. I kept my eyes on it the entire time. Scott rushed over to me.
“Hey, Chloe, there’s nothing there sweetheart, whatever you’re seeing isn’t real”.
He headed towards it.
“NO, SCOTT, PLEASE DON’T!” I pleaded, as I grabbed his arm.
He shrugged it off and marched over to it.
“There’s nothing here, I’m going to prove it to you” he said.
He cocked his arm back and swung his fist, only his arm stopped mid-swing.
HE HIT THE FUCKING CREATURE!
I moved to grab Scott and stood bare foot on the broken shards of glass, cutting my feet, I screamed out, and for a split second, I looked down.
And that’s all it took.
When I looked up, the creature had already grabbed Scott and folded him in half like a piece of paper. The sound of his spine breaking echoed through the room. Scott laid dead on the floor, his eyes widen open and looking at me.
I screamed and backed away into the kitchen. I slammed the door shut and ran to the rear door. It was locked and I’d left my keys in my bag in the front room. I noticed Scott’s cell on the countertop, so I grabbed it and ran down into the basement.
I shut the door and pushed the spare fridge in front of it. And then I hid in the corner. Crouched down beside the washing machine.
Which is where I am now. Hiding. Crying. I can’t call anyone because Scott’s cell doesn’t have a signal down here, which is why I’m recording this message on his cell in the hopes that someone will hear my story.
I can hear it now, moving around upstairs. It knows my eyes will be watching the door, so it’s looking for another way in. I’m so scared.
I’m the reason Scott’s dead. My true love. And I’ll never forgive myself for that. The thought of that is far worse than anything that monster can do to me.
Oh God, it’s here!
The old fucking laundry chute! Goddammit!
WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU?!?!
It’s watching me with those horrifying yellow eyes.
I can’t keep running because it’ll find me.
And I won’t put anyone else in danger.
It’s me that it wants.
Scott I’m so sorry, I love you so much.
And Mom, I love you so much.
I’m going to close my eyes now.
Three.
Two.
One.
Thank you for reading.

I'm not sure if this warrants a tw? I'm sorry if it does. I'm not good at labelling it.
Luckily I had never experienced any overt Christian propaganda throughout my life, but I did attend a Christian primary school of unknown denomination and had faith up until I was 12. I was very much made fun of and bullied for my weight back in primary school (despite being at a healthy weight) and that gave me life long body image and self worth issues, but this was not caused by the religion itself but rather the institution I was in.
I continued believing in the religion even after transferring to a school that does not have religious affiliations, until one day I accomplished something and having the sudden epiphany that I did this with my own abilities, without a god, and thus started my doubt. I guess having one foot out the door of religion also means that I would have to carry the responsibilities that I would otherwise throw to god, for instance me failing to complete a task so instead of finding console in a god I now have to make up my own comfort. Because ever since life seriously took a nosedive to the extent it was almost comical because it all happened after I stopped believing, and I was resentful towards god because I felt that it was terribly unfair that just because I was ever so slightly doubtful, I was hit with a massive boulder by the higher powers by thinking this way. Prayers went unanswered and my depression never got better.
I was thrown a lot of comments by close relatives and even my partner at times, that I "suffered because you simply didn't believe enough." That "you just need Jesus in your life whenever you're feeling down." That with a religious support system, I can find console easier instead of putting myself in a constant state of anxiety. That I have to simply "find god again." All too many times.
These words have made me a very paranoid individual to the point I would see mention of prayers in some random comment section and it would send me to a near panic attack. I'm ALWAYS uncomfortable in a church or having thoughts about Christianity. It gets very bad considering as I've mentioned I have loved ones that are believers. I have a very difficulty time pinpointing what this massive anxiety I feel is like and the closest I can find is religious trauma, but I think that phrasing is a little too big as I haven't experienced anything that warrants PTSD.
I understand I definitely need a therapist for this but it's difficult to find one where I'm at. I just need a general answer from a community where I'm sure most people have been through it.
TLDR need a definition on religious trauma so I can understand whether the anxiety I'm feeling is that or something else.

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I started private tutor with a French tutor who is my age a few months ago. I still have a few weeks of classes left with him but I think I want to ask him out because we both leave town in a few months.
Recently after our class which was a weekend evening, there were a few people grabbing drinks in the bar so he asked me to go with him and he even paid for my drinks because I didn't have any cash on me. Just the two of us drank and spoke for nearly three hours. Harmless talks only, but I have become so attracted to him because he is ridiculously sweet and slightly shy which is stupidly attractive. He seems like a genuinely kind and gentle person with a really good heart.
Is it weird for me to ask him out though?? Would this make things very awkward for us and for our class?? I am personally ok with rejections. I don’t mind but I’m not sure how he’d feel so I want to be careful.
Also if I do ask him out, how should I approach it?? Is rendez-vous a date??
I don’t know French dating culture or any rules on asking out… so how would a French man feel?

I went to the highland park yard sales today and was less than impressed with the attitudes of some of the sellers.
I was out early in the morning and stopped at a house that was still putting prices on things. The woman announced to everyone that if anything did have a price, to ignore it because it came from her retail store and she would make us a deal.
I found one small board book that I wanted for my classroom. I’ve bought similar older books like it at yard sales before for less than $1. I asked how much it was and she told me $3 and immediately walked away as I was getting the cash out. I had two one dollar bills and then some bigger bills. It took me another 5 minutes before I could even get her attention again. I asked if she would take $2 because that was all I had in singles and she just went “I’ll take $3.”
Now, if I would’ve had the $3 to begin with, I would’ve just bought it. I wasn’t thrilled with the price, but it wasn’t outrageous. But I thought the response was ridiculous. I’ve never had someone act like that at a yard sale. So I said never mind and took my money back.
She started looking at the book more and talking about how it’s old and how she has lots of great books. I said I was a teacher and was buying it for my classroom and she did eventually just hold out her hand to accept the $2, but the whole thing just left me feeling weird.
Also I watched as other people brought things up to ask the price and everything was $80-100. I saw the look on everyone’s faces. No one goes to a yard sale expecting to drop $100 on something unless it’s a big piece of furniture or something. Idk it just felt so bizarre to me.
I wish I knew what her store was so I could avoid it.
Anyway, I’m just venting.

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I currently have a clone in a solo cup with light recipe and just got an earth box, a bag of 3.0, Rootwise Mygrobe Complete, Top Dress, and Craft Blend. Can anyone explain to me the best way to fill the earth box? I’ve seen people mention they use LR near the plant and then fill the rest in with 3.0. I’ve been watching videos and taking notes but it’s kind of hard to get all the answers I need that way, so I’m hoping I can get a quick rundown on best approach.

I started private tutor with a French tutor who is my age a few months ago. I still have a few weeks of classes left with him but I think I want to ask him out because we both leave town in a few months.
Recently after our class which was a weekend evening, there were a few people grabbing drinks in the bar so he asked me to go with him and he even paid for my drinks because I didn't have any cash on me. Just the two of us drank and spoke for nearly three hours. Harmless talks only, but I have become so attracted to him because he is ridiculously sweet and slightly shy which is stupidly attractive. He seems like a genuinely kind and gentle person with a really good heart.
Is it weird for me to ask him out though?? Would this make things very awkward for us and for our class?? I am personally ok with rejections. I don’t mind but I’m not sure how he’d feel so I want to be careful.
Also if I do ask him out, how should I approach it?? Is rendez-vous a date??
I don’t know French dating culture or any rules on asking out… so how would a French man feel?

this post is really useless but i wanted to talk about this thing that came to me. Athena was the greek godess of war and knowledge. When she came near the mortals the masses feared her and she never hold back on anyone who critized her. She turned a girl in the first spyder cuz she tought said she was better and sewing than athena. both are full of anger and rage and simbolized by a bird, but athena was smarter than yoru (i think she dumb cuz pochita took the more strategic piece out of her). i repeat, this teory is useless but it's fun to think that pagan gods in the csm universe would actually be devils

Today I was having lunch at a cafe that has an outdoor area that opens on to a park. The park a big open grassy area that has outdoor games and is always filled with lots of families.
There were quite a few dog owners sitting in the outdoor area of the cafe, and one dog in particular would bark and snap aggressively at kids as they were playing nearby.
This dog got particularly aggressive towards two kids who were running and playing and the dog owner said to their parents “oh I’m so sorry, he hates it when kids run near him and that’s why he’s barking at them”. The parents awkwardly laughed it off and instructed their kids not to go too close to the dog.
Overhearing this, all I could think was, why the FUCK would you bring this dog to a place that specifically caters for children and families if this horrible dog “hates it when kids run near him”?! How much of an idiot do you have to be? It’s an accident waiting to happen.
The entitled of this owner to not only bring the dog to this cafe, but then not remove it when it’s behaving aggressively towards children just astounds me.