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2023.06.01 17:09 yettavr6 Office 365 apps - Ghost window and broken mouse control

Office 365 apps - Ghost window and broken mouse control
Recently i have multiple users across multiple hosts experiencing "ghost windows" when running Office apps in Remote App mode. The ghost window ends up being what the mouse controls, e.g. if i want to close Excel i have to click in the top right corner of the empty window. Hosts are all running Windows 10 22H2 with the latest CU and Office 365 version 2208. Not much else on the hosts other than Acrobat and our custom built CRM system which hasn't changed in years. Happens with MSRDC 1.2.4157 and 1.2.4240. Users say it started about a month ago which is around the time I pushed out MSRDC 1.2.4157 but I can't find an older MSI to downgrade.

Placing mouse cursor in the top right of the empty window activates the Close button on the real window
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2023.06.01 17:07 EmperorPenguinReddit misfit

i dont fit in anywhere no matter how hard i try, loneliness is on the verge of killing me. friends ghost me for no reason. it's been like this for 2 years, i can't anymore
i hope I'm not here anymore after i go to sleep tonight
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2023.06.01 17:07 dickles_pickles 26 [M4F] - New Jersey/East Coast/USA - Closeted goth "gamer" guy and tall girl appreciator looking for loving relationship. Open to relocation, pictures included!

This is a little bit of a read, but you can think of it as a high effort post from someone who means business. I've clearly marked and categorized everything, so feel free to skim the parts that interest you.
What brings me to reddit for dating: For the short of it, I've been doing online dating for about 7 years, and could only describe my experience as a sisyphean struggle. With more traditional dating platforms having been absolutely torturous and a complete waste of time, with me rarely ever finding matches and those I do get ending up being ghosts or people who just don't respond less than productive, I'm hoping this might give me a breakthrough.
Age: 26, open to 18-32~. I’m less about age, more about attraction.
Appearance: 5'8", medium length blond hair (pictures are from when it was short), blue eyes, white skin, slim fit body type. I dress almost exclusively in black if I can help it, hence "closeted goth". I've been told I'm fairly handsome, but I'm including a few (poorly taken) pictures, so you can decide for yourself whether or not I've been lied to!
(Imgur seems to be having problems lately so if you're getting an error that's why. My posts tend to get automatically removed if I include any other image hosters but if you message me I can send alternatives no problem.)
Body (Warning: Shirtless):
Interests: Many of my interests fall into the "nerd" category. Games (video and tabletop), anime, music, art, sci-fi and fantasy stuff of all varieties. I enjoy a lot of RPG's, and some of my favorite game series include kingdom hearts, fire emblem, dark souls, and a fair few others. I play a lot of league at a fairly high level, but I'm not exactly proud of that because the game damages my sanity at times.
In general, I like to keep in shape, play games with friends, share music I think is great, watch tv/movies/anime (horror and psychological stuff especially), share memes, read, and do some amateur writing. I'm also rather intelligent/insightful and enjoy some nuanced discussion.
Location: Currently in central NJ, somewhere in the no man's land between nyc and philly. I'd prefer someone local who I can meet in person, but won't pass up someone great online who's willing to eventually relocate or that I can eventually relocate to.
Looking For: Monogamous relationship, ideally something serious. I feel that what I'd like the most is to find someone very special to me, who I can love with all my heart and spend my life with. It'd probably be my greatest joy in life to be able to do that, and have someone do so in return. That said, this is just a description of my ideal scenario, not what I'd expect out of every relationship.
Traits I'm Looking For: Kind, loving, trustworthy, understanding. Good sense of humor, emotionally intelligent, communicates well. In this regard, I wouldn't ask for anything I don't freely give. I also very fond of women who are dominant/aggressive in a playful way, as well as role reversal dynamics.
Personality: Generally cool headed, laid back, and kind. Introverted, but can be extroverted when I'm in my element and otherwise comfortable. Deceptively intelligent despite how incredibly basic my pictures look, but I also tend to clown around a lot so that's not easy to discern at first. I’m also very reasonable, with a strong preference for peacefully resolving issues, so you can expect very little to no drama and good communication. Oh, and according to a myers briggs test, I'm an INFJ?
Fun facts: I have a deep and sexy voice which many people don't expect, and a great many people tell me I should get into radio or voice acting. I'm also a bit dead on the inside but that's probably because there's a skeleton living inside me.
Partner preferences: I'm a big fan of goth/alt girls, as well as tomboys. I also really like short hair, usually between pixie and neck length, and have a sizable interest in women that are taller than me. But these aren't dealbreakers! As long as I find you attractive, everything is fine.
Dealbreakers/Requirements : Similar interests are pretty important for me. I tend to play a lot of games in my free time for entertainment, so having a partner that I can do that together with is my ideal. I do have a strong preference for body type that I unfortunately can't get past, with that preference being the thinner end of the spectrum when it comes to proportions/body fat. So basically petite/slim/fit/muscular. PLEASE DON'T BE A SOCIOPATH, OR ACT LIKE ONE!
If you have any questions about anything I mentioned (or didn't), just ask and I'll absolutely answer them for you. I'm very friendly so absolutely feel free to come talk to me.
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2023.06.01 17:06 FaphandZamasu23 My concept of a Tanabata Part 1 units

Lr ssj4 goku (INT) Leaderskill: Giant Ape Power, Gt Hero’s and Miraculous Awakening Ki+4 hp att def+170% and 30 additional hp to allies on Pure sayiens , Bond of Parent and child and Power Beyond Super Sayien
Super attack(12-16): Raises attack and raises def by 50% for 3 turns and causes colossal damage the bendy
Super attack (17-24): Massively Raises attack and def for 1 turn and causes mega colossal damage and great chance to perform an additional super attack
Passive:( Actiavtes entrance animation when you have a gt hero or Bond or parent and child ally on the team ; Guards all attacks 6 turns and all super class allies Ki+4 def+ 59% ; attack and def+ 158% at the start of turn , randomly changes Ki spheres into Rainbow orbs ; Attack+50% per ki sphere obtained ; reduces damage received by -59% when you collect 3 ki spheres; foresees enemy super attacks when you collect 5 ki spheres; Def+100% when performing a super attack and great chance to perform an additional super attack when facing extreme class enemies; Ki+3 Per orb obtained : medium Chance to Nullify enemy super attacks and counter enemy with tremendous power; when hp is below 50% or when you have a GT hero ally on turn 5 undergo and become fpssj4 goku Via Active skill
Links: GT, Sayien Roar , Legendary Power, Fierce Battle, Shocking Speed , Kamehameha, Super Sayien
Fpssj4 goku passive : Guards all attacks; attack and def +250% at the start of turn, all super class allies Ki+7 def+ 50% and all GT hero’s gain attack+59% and; Randomly changes ki spheres into rainbow Ki spheres; Attack +59% per ki sphere obtained; -50% damage reduction and high chance to perform a critical Hit when you obtain 3 ki spheres; foresees enemy super attack and 20% damage reduction to all GT allies when you collect 6 ki spheres ; Great chance to Nullify enemy super attacks and counters with Tremendous Power ; Ki+4 per orb obtained ; perform the full Power X10 Kamehameha via active skill when enemy hp is below 70% or whenever you have a Gt Ally on the team.
super attack(12-16Ki)Massively Raises attack and def for 1 turn and causes colossal damage to the enemy
Super attack(17-24ki)Massively raises attack and def for 1 Turn and guarantee chance to perform an additional super attack and causes legal colossal damage to the enemy
Active skill attack: Causes ultimate damage to The enemy and all Gt Hero allies Attack+50% and delays all enemy attacks for 1 Turn
Links: GT, Sayien Roar , Legendary Power, Fierce Battle, Shocking Speed , Kamehameha, Super Sayien
Side unit ( GT ssj gohan and Goten)
Leaderskill: Gt Hero ki+4 hp att def+140%
Super attack: Raises att and def and great chance to perform an additional super attack and
Passive: All GT Hero, Siblings bond and hybrids Ki+4 attack def+50% and 8% damage reduction ; attack def +159% and additional attack and def +159% when performing a super attack; all Allies ki+1 attack def+20% who are on Goku family ; Reduces damage received by 90% when facing extreme class enemies who are on “Artificial Lifeform, Terrifying Conquror, and Gt Bosses); Great chance to dodge enemy attack after performing 3 attacks
Links : Super Sayien, All in the Family, The Sayien Lineage, Golden Warrior, Fierce Battle, Gt Hero’s, Int Fighter
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2023.06.01 17:06 LewNeko There is something about Sunny’s Aspect that even he does not know about

I think there is a missing part of sunny’s aspect which he has always had but doesn't know about which would make him more powerful. Perhaps this ability we are not aware of contributes to Sunny slow Class progression.
  1. Why haven't we found out about this? How do we know it exists?
  2. the Short answer is I don't know, but I have some ideas about how he can find out.
  1. So what are the clues? How can we really know that he is missing something?
  2. I don't have anything concrete, but we can look into the past when he unlocked these untold skills, and perhaps see what progress he has towards future skills.
Making his first Shadow Soldier
Making the first step towards Shadow Dance and everything from it
Having a Shadow Bond
His Class-up
His Shadows which protect his soul sea from invasion
His class, and shadow bond were two things that definitely would've happened at some point, but some awakened never acquire a echo their entire lives, and unlocking your aspects Legacy as a Dormant is a serious achievement.
Sunny eventually got shadow dance from a dream in the dream realm and watching his own shadow. What else do we know from this?
  1. What if there's nothing to realize? There's only one legacy per aspect, so what more could he be missing?
What else could these ancient shadows express towards him? I have no idea, and neither does sunny, he didn't I'm even seem curious about how the fact that a shadow can willingly refuse or obey his command means that they are sentient, and sentient beings have knowledge. What reasons could they have towards him to not come to the aid of the Shadow once belonging to late Shadow God? These questions were never raised.
Just how much of sunny does sunny even know?
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2023.06.01 17:05 Fitzfuzzington What do you think of the way Rory handles the aftermath of sleeping with married Dean?

I think the way Rory behaves in the first three episodes of season five is really interesting.
First, she sleeps with Dean again the next day. So even though she is now stressed about the situation, and she's on the outs with her mother because of it, and she has new qualms about sleeping with him when he's married, the lust/chemistry/connection between them instantly overpowers everything when he walks in the door.
Then, after overhearing Lindsay, which makes it clear to Rory that the marriage is not at all over, Rory accepts Emily's invitation to go to Europe. She doesn't see or speak to Dean before she departs and he has no idea she's going anywhere.
Basically, she runs away. She ghosts him. She literally flees to another continent to get away from Dean.
Doesn't the running away seem like part of a pattern for Rory? And often she runs to her grandparents. Like in the first season, when she had a fight with her mother and she spent the night in Hartford. Or when Mitchum tells her she hasn't got what it takes, and she drops out and runs to her grandparents.
Anyway, she doesn't contact Dean at all for six or seven weeks, and then right before she's due to return from Europe, she writes him a letter. In the letter, Rory tells Dean that she's not sorry it happened, but he's married, and she's going to remove herself from the picture so he can sort his life out.
This is what she should have told him before she left! Or she could have posted it to him her first week in Europe if she couldn't say it in person. And isn't this exactly what she did to Jess after she kissed him for the first time? She leaves town and cuts off contact with him completely. I guess it's how Rory copes when she finds herself acting on her attraction to someone against her better judgement.
Lindsay finds the letter and throws Dean out. When Rory returns from Europe, she calls on Dean at his parents' house and he is angry at himself and angry with Rory. He tells her he threw away his marriage for someone who dumped him and then bailed on him. Rory is taken aback and she says very little except for denying that she bailed on him.
This conversation between Dean and Rory is the most aggravating of all. Dean says "I was married Rory! Married." OH REALLY. Too bad you didn't remember that sooner! What happened to 'my marriage is over' and 'Lindsay can't make me happy' and all the other bullshit Dean told Rory before they slept together?
And why isn't Rory angry at Dean? He deserves it. He misled her about his marriage, making a fool of her, and he deceived Lindsay about being with Rory, making a bigger fool of Lindsay. Immediately after sleeping with Rory he returns to his wife and acts as though nothing has changed. And he has the nerve to be mad at Rory because her letter accidentally ended the marriage he told her was over in order to get her into bed? Had someone punched Dean in the face at this point it would have been very satisfying.
But back to Rory. She did bail on him obviously, and bailing is a nice way of putting it. Why does she deny it here? Was she actually angry at him back when she overheard Lindsay? Maybe bailing on him and cutting contact was her passive aggressive way of lashing out at Dean for misleading her.
Does Rory ever get angry at Dean? Im pretty sure she gets angry at both Jess and Logan at different times. But I can't think of a time she angrily confronts Dean. And Rory certainly puts up with a lot of angry outbursts from him over the years.
And after all this, they get back together at the end of the next episode.
What do you all think? Is the way she behaves in the aftermath part of a pattern we've seen before from Rory? Or is it the start of something new? In what ways do you think she handles it well, if at all?
These questions are brought to you by someone who has just recently watched season four and the first few episodes of season five for the first time since they aired!
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2023.06.01 17:05 AnthonyW1_ Wow, I'm really liking Sophia's first concept design

Wow, I'm really liking Sophia's first concept design
For Maximo: Ghosts To Glory, (I forget the artist) and I'm really foggy with the memory on whether they show these concepts in the gallery on the game but this is one of the concepts they originally thought of going with when creating Sophia in Maximo: Ghosts To Glory? Does anyone have opinions? And does anyone here still remember the g.o.a.t Maximo? Join maximocapcom for all things Maximo and Ghosts n Goblins/Ghouls!
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2023.06.01 17:04 mangopepperjelly New to the sub, this is what has brought me here.

New poster here, I searched for this sub shortly after returning home after meeting with my friend. I've been checking out a lot of posts, and I feel like the pieces are finally clicking together.
I was having a conversation with a close friend after not seeing her in over a decade, and we were discussing our childhoods and how we are doing now. She's been in therapy working out issues with her parents and I realized we had much more in common growing up than I thought. I've been going through stages of anger recently. I couldn't figure out why. I've been less eager to spend time around my parents. I hate feeling obligated to be around them so much. There's little to talk about, they don't want to talk about anything of substance, but they want me around. They're focused on my son when they do have attention to give, not so much when it comes to how I'm doing. Unless they need a favor. So I've made myself less available. That includes my child and I think it bothers them.
My husband had an obvious traumatic childhood, like from the outside looking in. I was the one with the "good" childhood. My dad was always working and never played with us. My mom had little energy for anything "fun" because she was always getting sick or she was also too busy taking care of the house. She was in and out of hospitals until I was in high school. I had no reason to ever complain about my life, my parents always reminded me. They came from poverty. If I wanted discussion and understanding, I was shut down and told to pray about it, or lectured about how I could have had it worse. I was never allowed to complain about anything. But I carried a heavy emotional burden. I longed for love and acceptance and I thought that was strange. If I was ever alone, I'd be crying in my room with the door locked so nobody would get bothered by it. I had too much to deal with at too young of an age, what the hell was I supposed to do?
I met a guy in high school, he became the best friend I've ever had, he's been that safe space for me. He's seen me at my worst and still accepted me. I was so happy and my family couldn't understand why I pulled away. We've been together since ever since. And along the way, I found friends who I've been vulnerable with, and they have been extremely supportive.
I'm giving my son what I never had. I am invested in who he is, his growing personality, what he feels and what he wants to talk about. And I think my parents have taken notice. They're becoming better people towards my son. They seem more invested, they surprise him with gifts all the time, sometimes they overstep and want to spend so much time with him that I have to remind them that I am his mother and I too want to bond with my child. I want to enjoy being a parent. It's almost like my parents are surprised that they're not the favorites?? That he never wants to sleep over, or spend extra time with them, he misses us and wants to tag along with us on errands or wherever, as long as we are together.
It breaks my heart to see them be better for him, and I can't say shit about it. I feel like we're pretending the past never happened and I don't have the energy to rehash this with them. My dad will feel bad but say nothing, and my mom will become an emotional wreck and I'll feel bad for shaking up the family. My sister might blame me for ruining things by being overdramatic- the usual stuff I hear.
We have enough issues with other family members that I don't want to ruin this for my son, but it still hurts to sit with the memories and wanting to move on. Why couldn't they be like this for me first? My child is not their chance at a do-over. Maybe they learned from their mistakes, but nobody is talking about it and the hurt is still there. I feel like Eleanor in The Good Place when she sees her mom treated the next kid better, and feeling like she wasn't good enough to get that version herself.
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2023.06.01 17:04 AT1952 [DISCUSSION] Midnight Ghost Hunt is free on Epic Games

Next week's free game again is unknown at the moment. On Epic's store page it shows a vault door and says "MYSTERY GAME". It will be revealed next Thursday.
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2023.06.01 17:04 AdoboCakes Ghost Armorer mods not working sometimes?

Ghost Armorer mods not working sometimes?
Aren't you supposed to have a minimum on a specific stat when you use armorer mods? I have intellect on my ghost but every now and again I'll get an exotic with a stat under 10 intellect. The most recent one I've gotten had a +2 on intellect. Hadn't run into this before so Idk if it's just a bug or is this how it always worked?
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2023.06.01 17:03 A_Vespertine Souls & Scarabs at Mathom-Meister's Flea Market

“I’m sorry; we’re going to astral travel to a flea market?” Charlotte asked incredulously as she watched Genevieve and I set up a meditation circle under the shade of a towering old willow tree in my cemetery. “What if we want to buy something? How will we bring it back?”
“We’re not going there to shop, Lottie. Samantha’s finally had a vision about Emrys,” Genevieve explained.
The Veil between the Physical and Astral Planes is exceptionally weak in my cemetery, especially at night and on hallowed days. When I sleep there, my subconscious mind is highly receptive to all manner of revelations from the Spirit World. When I saw a Blood Moon rise on the night of May fifth, the same night as a penumbral eclipse, I knew that my dreams would be prophetic.
“I had a dream about him last Friday,” I expounded. “He’s at some sort of otherworldly marketplace, one that’s not connected to the Crypto Chthonic Cuniculi, so it’s mostly inaccessible to the Ophion Occult Order. In my dream, Emrys invited us to come and speak with him while we were lucid. He drew a sigil for me, the same one I’ve drawn in the middle of the mediation circle. He said that all I’d have to do is toss an Undying Rose – the earthly effigy of the rose Persephone used to steal a drop of his blood – into the sigil and it will become an astral portal to where he is.”
I held up the deep purple rose that I had cut from its bush earlier that day. I don’t know for certain where the roses came from, but my best guess is that they were made by the same Occultist who hallowed my cemetery to Persephone; Artaxerxes Crow. They have some connection to Emrys as well, since the only other time I saw someone else use one was when his avatar was summoned into the Physical Plane on Halloween 2020.
Knowing that Emrys wouldn’t dare to set foot in a place that was sacred to the Goddess who was ultimately responsible for his cosmic defeat, I gently tossed the rose into the middle of the sigil.
“He invited all of us?” Charlotte asked with an incredulous raising of her eyebrow.
“He said me and my coven. If he had just meant me or me and Genevieve he would have said that,” I replied. “You and Elam are coming too. I want as many eyes on this place as possible so that we don’t miss anything. We may not get an opportunity like this again.”
“And this is safe? Visiting some random flea market between worlds?” Charlotte asked.
“Samantha and I have visited the Underworld and come back no problem,” Genevieve reminded her. “So long as we’re bound to our bodies and Elam is bound to Samantha, we can come back anytime. Don’t worry; this is going to be a blast! Adventures like these are the best part of being a Witch.”
“The only reason you were able to go to the Underworld is because Samantha’s cemetery came with an astral portal in the back,” Charlotte countered, gesticulating in the general direction of the archway that was still partially visible behind the light spring foliage. “Other than that, when have any of us ever done anything useful with our astral projection? This is still a physical place, right? We don’t have any of our physical senses available to us when we astral project, and I get extremely disoriented trying to navigate the mortal plane with clairvoyance alone.”
“It is a physical place, but one saturated with astral energy and full of occultists and occult artifacts. It will be extremely illuminated to our clairvoyance,” I assured her. “Elam will also be there to guide us. As a ghost, he’s much more practiced at traversing the mortal plane in an astral form.”
Charlotte folded her arms over her chest and turned to look at Elam, who was leaning up against the willow tree as he waited for us.
“I don’t suppose you could go and scout the place out for us ahead of time?” she asked.
“I can’t go too far from Samantha, and definitely not across planes,” he said with a shake of his head. “But Eve’s right. Your astral bodies will be in no danger, and you can return here in an instant whenever you want.”
“But what about Emrys? Didn’t that book Leon gave you say that he’s some sort of soul-flayer?” Charlotte asked me.
“It did,” I admitted. “Keep in mind though, that book was written by his enemies. I want to hear his side of things before this conflict of theirs spirals out of control.”
“Any update from Chamberlin about that?” Elam asked.
“Yeah, he said that after he failed to purify the Sigil Sand, Ivy’s onboard with negotiating some kind of truce with Emrys,” I replied. “The Grand Adderman’s still reticent, but that doesn’t change the fact that he’s running out of options. I need to find out if Emrys will agree to peace talks.”
“Um, I get that, but I’m still kind of hung up on him potentially flaying our souls,” Charlotte reiterated.
“If Emrys and the Ophion Occult Order go to all-out war, there’ll be a lot of collateral damage and innocent souls caught in the crossfire,” Genevieve told her, gently grabbing hold of her and looking her straight in the eye. “Samantha, Elam, and I are doing this because if there’s any chance we can put an end to this before it starts, then it’s our responsibility to try. You don’t have to come with us, Lottie, but you’re still a member of our coven. Samantha and I would both feel a lot better with you there to help us.”
“Arghhh! All right, fine! I’ll come with you,” Charlotte gave in, plopping her butt down on the edge of the meditation circle. “If we’re holding hands, that will help keep our astral bodies together too, right?”
“I believe it should, yes,” I smiled at her, sitting down and reaching out for her hand.
Genevieve lit the incense and her bong filled with the entheogenic Delphi Dream, before sitting down to join us. She took a hit from the bong before passing it to me, and then to Charlotte before setting it aside out of the circle.
“Start with taking a deep breath, completely filling the lungs, and holding it for five heartbeats,” she guided us as she took hold of each of our hands. “Exhale completely, and wait five more heartbeats before breathing in again. Eyes closed, in through the nose, out through the mouth. Focus on the astral energies flowing through you with each breath, gently aligning each chakra until those energies are enough to lift you up and out of your body.”
In unison with one another, the three of us slowly breathed in and out, ignoring the material world around us and focusing upon the task at hand. Eve was first, as usual, and because we were all holding hands, Charlotte and I felt her eagerly tugging us up to speed us along.
I opened my eyes, and beheld the dull and muted Physical Plane through my clairvoyance, everything outshined by the radiant forms of my coven mates. I noted that Genevieve had eschewed her normal skyclad form when astral projecting and instead wore a cloak like Charlotte and I.
“Are you worried this place might have a no shirt, no shoes, no souls, no service policy?” I teased her.
“I just don’t want to risk a confrontation over it. I realize how important this is,” she answered. “Though I’m not actually wearing shoes, now that you mention it.”
“Christ, look at the sigil Samantha drew!” Charlotte said, pointing down at the meditation circle beneath us. The sigil wasn’t just glowing but flowing as well, churning the Aether around it in a misty, spectral vortex. “It’s an astral portal, isn’t it?”
“Oh yeah. It’s not stable, though. Good for one trip only,” Genevieve said with a delighted smile. “And Lottie, since we’re Neopagan Witches, try not to swear by Christ, okay?”
“Jesus!” she swore, both in defiance and in genuine annoyance.
“Elam! Elam, come join the circle! I don’t want to take any chances of severing our bond,” I instructed, letting go of Charlotte’s hand and waving him in between us.
Faithful Familiar that he was, he obeyed without hesitation. Despite my concerns, I think that he probably could have stayed behind if he had wanted. The fact that he was willing to follow me to an unknown otherworld without complaint really made me appreciate how devoted he was to me.
“We step in together on the count of three, got it?” I instructed, each of them nodding clearly in response. “One. Two. Three!”
We all extended our right feet into the vortex together, and the instant we did we were swept away, falling out of our own world and tumbling between the cracks of countless others. They weren’t real, I don’t think. At least, not as real as our world. They were potential realities, or realities that could have been once but now can never be, or fantasies that are so persistent in the minds of real people that in some sense or another, they become real themselves. I only saw glimmers of them, glimmers in nebulas made of primeval chaos and uttermost void.
It was outside of time, that place we travelled through, or at least we had no sense of it there. Our souls were haphazardly spat out upon a surreal landscape of earth, sea, and fire. Hilly plains of volcanic ash, incandescent calderas of lava and bubbling hot springs all intermeshed in a chaotic mosaic that didn’t seem to abide by any laws of geology or geography that I was familiar with. A strong but slow wind pushed fractal formations of dark silver clouds through a pale silver sky, illuminated by a single white orb which could have been either a bright moon or a faint sun.
While our spectral feet left no trace upon the ash we now stood upon, our presence nonetheless elicited a response from some of the local fauna. We were just able to catch a glimpse of some kind of shimmering scarabs burrowing themselves into the ash to escape the four otherworldly ghosts that had invaded their territory.
“Holy shit,” Charlotte murmured as we all gazed out upon the strange world we had found ourselves on. “This really isn’t on the Astral Plane. This is a real planet. This a real, alien planet! This is unbelievable!”
Genevieve glided over to one of the bubbling pools and peered into it, looking for any more signs of life.
“There’s some kind of bluish-grey algae growing on the rocks down there, and I think I can make out some small arthropods too. This planet’s alive!” she announced with glee, smiling and looking up at the alien sky.
Conjuring an astral approximation of my staff, I plunged it into a small mound of ash beside me. I watched curiously as the scarabs shot out in all directions, moving too quickly for me to get a good look at them, before scurrying back into the surrounding ash.
“These bugs can sense our presence,” I remarked. “How and why would clairvoyance evolve in insects on this world, and why would their first instinct be to flee?”
“Samantha!” Elam called out. “I think I found the Flea Market.”
We all gathered around him and looked where he was pointing. On a distant dune, we beheld the moulted carapace of a colossal insect, gleaming a brilliant, lustrous gold in the broken white light.
“That’s impossible!” Charlotte claimed. “That thing must be hundreds of meters long! No insect, no animal period could ever get that big on the Physical Plane!”
“It could be the Incarnation of some kind of Titan,” Genevieve suggested. “But… it’s dead. I can tell that even from here. It’s dead. It’s the corpse of a dead god, and now it’s being used as a swap meet with a punny name. Either whatever killed it just abandoned it, or…”
“Or is running the place,” I finished for her. “Well, we should see if we can find Emrys.”
In an instant, the world moved around us until we were at the entrance to the Flea Market. The colossal carapace was hollow inside, of course, and had been filled with a bustling city that looked like it had been created in the most ad hoc manner possible. There wasn’t a single straight street to be seen, and they converged with one another at random intervals. Stalls and buildings varied wildly in both design and materials, all imported from a plethora of different cultures across the planes.
Enormous shards of luminous glass levitated above the throng like a thousand Swords of Damocles, any or all of them seeming capable of succumbing to gravity at any moment. In the very center of the moulted husk dangled a great spiralling chrysalis or hive woven of iridescent silk, its function not being immediately apparent to me.
There must have been thousands of people there, and hundreds of merchants hawking their wares. Most of those who looked human still seemed a little off, like they were members of ethnicities that didn’t exist in our world. Some of the beings were near-human in appearance, many seemingly some kind of Fey or Seelie folk. There was even a small handful of people that weren’t remotely human at all.
The only thing they all had in common was that none were native to this world.
“Most of these people are here in person, aren’t they?” Charlotte asked.
“It would’ve been quite a feat for them to have built all of this while astral projecting,” Genevieve agreed.
“But if this place isn’t connected to the Cuniculi, then how did they get here?” Charlotte asked. “We’re on another planet, maybe even in another dimension. If getting here is beyond the Ooo’s abilities, then what sort of ungodly reality benders decided to turn it into a Flea Market?”
“Ladies, gentlemen, and any beings either too ancient and alien or too modern and alienated to settle on one or the other, come bear witness to one of the most astounding and atrocious abominations on this or any other world!” a fast-paced male voice rang out over the din of the crowd.
We turned to see a short, skinny, old-timey sort of carnival barker standing on a literal soap box, placed next to a large object draped in a black tarp.
“For the paltry price of a single three-headed coin, you can peer beneath the veil and behold with your own unbelieving eyes the mangled and mutilated monstrosity that lurks beneath!” the carnival barker continued. “But I must warn you, it is not possible to truly understand what dwells underneath without seeing it first! I cannot guarantee that you will still retain your sanity or will to live after witnessing the proverbial Mountains of Madness, for this low creature is truly like no other and serves only as a grim testament to the cruel sadism of the Lord Above! Anyone plagued by even the faintest lingering doubt as to their spiritual fortitude should not dare to even contemplate what might lie before me! But, for those brave, noble few who are truly dauntless of heart and incorrigible of spirit, I am proud to share with you this rare, unfathomable, once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to witness sublime –”
The carnival barker was interrupted by a man yanking the sheet off the object beside him, revealing it to be a mirror.
“Whelp, that was a hell of an Im14andthisisdeep post, eh?” Charlotte mused.
Genevieve and I, however, were far too stunned to be amused; not by the mirror, but by the man who had unveiled it.
“It’s him, Lottie. That’s Emrys,” Genevieve whispered.
We had only seen him briefly once before, more than two-and-a-half years ago, but he was far from what anyone would call forgettable. He was tall and gaunt, with literal blue blood flowing beneath translucent skin. His long, receding hair and regal beard were pitch black, and dark miasma wafted from his eyes, nose, and mouth. He was dressed in dark sable robes with three overlapping Ouroboros’s tattooed on his forehead, with a pair of ophidian pupils lying in the spaces between them.
What stood out the most to us were the six silver Ouroboros chains bound around his wrists, ankles, waist, and neck. These were the chains the Ophion Occult Order had made to limit the power of his physical avatar, and it seemed he had not yet found a way to free himself from them.
“Are you still here?” Emrys asked in exasperation, tossing the veil back at the carnival barker in disdain.
“…Possibly,” the strange man replied evasively. “But not definitively, for purely legalistic reasons.”
“I believe Mathom-meister was quite clear when he said that your rather pitiful chicanery wasn’t welcomed here,” Emrys reminded him.
“And who is he to judge chicanery from cutthroat, capitalistic competition? Should not the Flea Market be a free market?” the charlatan demanded. “And while we’re on the topic of commerce, I don’t suppose you have enough three-headed coins to pay for all the poor souls you have so discourteously exposed to my exhibit against their will? I’d hate to have to start shaking people down to get my due.”
“Hard to believe your own circus threw you out,” Emrys said with a sardonic eye roll as he tossed him a small medallion. “You get one coin. Take it and get out of my sight.”
The charlatan flipped the coin in the air thrice, presumably to confirm it actually had three heads. Satisfied with its impossible dimensions, he shoved it into his pocket.
“It will cover the trolley ride home, at least,” he acquiesced, stepping off his soap box and turning to face his looking glass. “A shame though you can’t see the genius in my little avant-garde performance piece here, Emmy. Even I know that the monster in the mirror is often the hardest to recognize.”
As the man reached to pick up his mirror, his reflection’s arms shot through the glass and grabbed him by the wrists, pulling him in. Emrys immediately tried to chase after him, but bounced off the glass as if there was nothing supernatural about it at all.
“Bastard!” he cursed under his breath, before turning towards us and giving us a small apologetic smile. “I’m sorry you had to see that rather pathetic display. Unfortunately, the few meeting places I know of that are relatively safe from any Ophionic incursion also attract their fair share of other annoying miscreants.”
“If it didn’t attract a little bit of everything, it wouldn’t be a Flea Market, would it?” I asked rhetorically. “Thank you, Emrys, for inviting us. I’ve never been anywhere like this before.”
“And thank you for accepting. Samantha, Genevieve, it’s a pleasure to see you again, and a relief that you have not fallen under the auspices of the Ophion Occult Order,” he said with a gentle bow. “Elam, I remember you as well. Valiant but not reckless, you remained atop Pendragon Hill during my battle with the Darlings until your mistress was well out of harm’s way, and then you got the hell out of dodge yourself. Samantha couldn’t hope for a better Familiar. And Charlotte, any Witch that Samantha deemed worthy to induct into her coven is obviously someone whose acquaintance I am pleased to make. Welcome, all of you, to Mathom-meister’s Flea Market!”
“So this is where you’ve been hiding out the past two years?” Genevieve asked.
“Oh no. Far too Cosmopolitan for my tastes,” Emrys replied. “No, this is just a friendly place to meet those I consider friends – or potential friends, at least. I’d offer to show you around, but I know it’s difficult for you to astral travel for prolonged periods. Come with me to Mathom-meister’s house where we can talk freely, and we’ll discuss the situation with the Order.”
I gave him a small, single nod in response, and gestured with my staff that he should lead the way. He responded by pointing upwards, then vanished into his shadow form. When we looked up, we saw him waving at us from a balcony atop the great silken chrysalis.
We exchanged hesitant glances with one another, but ultimately followed him into the strange structure, moving from the ground to the balcony in an instant by will alone.
“How would an incarnate being get up here if they couldn’t fly or teleport?” Charlotte asked as she peered over the balcony’s teetering edge.
As though answering a summons, a humanoid creature apparated beside her in a flash of dark vapours. The hunched-back entity stood over six-and-a-half feet tall, and was clad in golden-brown erudite robes. Its squid-like skin was of a similar colour, and its entire face was a single gaping orifice that held a wispy, glowing orb in the center of its skull which I immediately recognized as its soul. A pair of long, fanged tentacles lined with pores and tendrils hung down from its head like a long, forked beard, and the seven digits shared by its two hands all bore wicked-looking talons, as did its two-toed, digitigrade feet.
“Not fly or teleport? What sort of pedestrian house guests do you think I entertain here?” the being asked wryly, its voice seeming to come from nowhere in particular.
Charlotte instinctively backed away from the creature and into the protective fold of our coven, but Emrys was quick to hold up his hand to plead for calm.
“Please, there’s no need for alarm. This is our host, Mathom-meister. He’s the only reason any of this is here in the first place,” Emrys informed us. “A year or two ago a companion of his unfortunately became one of the Darling Twin’s victims, and when he heard of my vendetta with them, he tracked me down; which is no small feat, I assure you.”
“It is for us. My people are a race of Planeswalkers. Traversing the many worlds of Creation is second nature to us,” Mathom-meister explained.
“I’ve… I’ve heard of your people, I think,” I said, softly and unsurely. “A friend of mine had an encounter with an artifact that gave her a vision of a race of strange and powerful sorcerers slaying their own god. I take it you’re the ones who slayed this Scarab Titan as well? That’s, that’s…”
“Horrifying, yes. That’s the idea,” he nodded. “You have nothing to worry about, young Witch. My people have no special interest in your world. This is purely personal. My friend is dead, and I want his murderers brought to justice; a goal which Emrys and I happen to have in common.”
“Feel free to share this information with the Ophion Occult Order, Samantha,” Emrys said. “I’d very much like for the Darling Twins to know what’s hunting them. Mathom-meister, please excuse me while I take my guests inside. We do have pressing business to discuss and their time is limited.”
The squid-cyclopes bowed gracefully, and my coven and I quickly scurried after Emrys as he led us inside through a towering hallway and into a large chamber that had been appointed as a living space.
I had thought that Emrys would want to speak with us alone, which was why I was surprised to see a young woman sitting cross-legged on a spongey yet chitinous object that I will for the sake of my sanity call a bean bag chair. Like Emrys, she was pale and blue-blooded, her choppy hair as black as coal. She wore a black robe and heavy black eyeliner, but these could not conceal the fact that she too had thin wisps of miasma emanating from her eyes.
“Is that your… daughter?” Charlotte asked, as baffled by her presence as any of us. The woman smiled warmly at the question.
“In a way. I was dead, and Emrys gave me new life. Now a part of the Outer Primordial Darkness he represents lives in me too,” she said serenely.
Hovering above her left palm were three small bluish-green orbs, lazily going around in a circle. They were translucent and held something inside them that I couldn’t make out, but the orbs themselves appeared to be melting and solidifying by the woman’s will.
“You’re Petra, aren’t you?” I asked as I cautiously approached her. “Chamberlin had mentioned that Emrys had taken an acolyte. I’m Samantha, and this is Genevieve, Elam, and Charlotte.”
“I know. The whole reason we’re here is to speak with you,” she nodded.
“The Ophion Occult Order calls me a soul-flayer, and I’m sure you were all wondering exactly what that meant before you came here,” Emrys said, standing proudly behind his acolyte. “Well, this is it. The Darkness Beyond is now a part of her, and a part of her now lives within the Darkness Beyond. She is not unchanged from what she was before, but neither has what she was been lost.”
“My interpretation of the term ‘soul-flaying’ was the complete removal of a person’s consciousness from their astral and physical bodies to be subsumed by your Darkness,” I countered. “They told me that what you’ve done with Petra here is just the limit of your power while you’re bound in their chains. Are you telling me that if your chains were broken, you wouldn’t be able to do any worse than this?”
“On my physical avatar? No. So long as my astral form remains chained and bound with the World Serpent, I cannot cleave a conscious mind from its astral substrate,” Emrys assured me.
“But that is your ultimate goal, isn’t it? Breaking the chains the Ophion Occult Order put on you is just a stepping stone to breaking the ones the gods bound you with?” Genevieve asked. “You’ve allied yourself with a literal god slayer. Do you expect us to believe that his people’s abilities aren’t something you intend to put to your own ends?”
“I don’t have an ultimate goal so much as I have a fundamental principle of opposing tyranny,” he claimed. “When I was a mere man, thousands of years ago, I was a tyrant. I believed that might made right so unquestionably that when my might began to fail me, the only thing I could think to do was to try everything in my power to restore it. This quest eventually led to me becoming one with the Darkness Beyond, which gave me not only the might I coveted but the wisdom I didn’t know I needed. It gave me perspective. It made me stronger than any human alive at that point but still let me realize how insignificant I was. It was humbling, and enlightening, and filled me both with remorse over my past actions and an impetus to use my newfound gifts to rectify them. I tried to overthrow the gods themselves which, in hindsight, was overly ambitious. I not only failed but had my soul devoured by the World Serpent, where it still resides to this day.
“I am not eager to bring the wrath of the gods down upon me once again. No, for now, I will be content to end the tyranny of the Ophion Occult Order. This is the message I’d like you to relay to them. If the Grand Adderman agrees to unbind my chains and step down from his post, I will spare his life. If he declines, I want the rest of the Order to know that I will show mercy to any who sides with me over him. I am willing to allow the Order to exist so long as it agrees to become more decentralized, democratic, and accountable. They will have to forfeit certain artifacts and individuals in their possession over to me, chief among them the Darling Twins, but I am willing to negotiate. If they aren’t, then I will overthrow the Grand Adderman by whatever means necessary and see the Order scattered to the four winds. It is entirely up to them whether or not the conflict between us escalates to full-on war. Have I made myself clear, Samantha?”
“I think so,” I said as I pensively considered everything he had said. “Why should they trust you to keep your word once your chains are broken? For that matter, why should we?”
He took a moment to consider his response, eyeing me over as though he was trying to divine something that would win over my trust.
“Samantha, you made a pact with Persephone to get your Spirit Familiar there; one where she swore by the River Styx. Is that correct?” he asked.
“It is,” I nodded.
“And in the years since, has Persephone ever broken that pact she swore to?” he asked.
“No, she hasn’t,” I replied.
“I may not be an Old God, but so long as my astral form remains bound by their chains, they have power over me,” he said. “Samantha Sumner, Hedge Witch of Harrowick Woods, I swear on the River Styx that I have spoken no lies to you today. I swear by the River Styx that I will abide by any Covenant that I and the Ophion Occult Order agree to in good faith and fair dealing that they do not break first. I swear by the River Styx that when my chains are broken, I will give you no cause to fear me or regret your trust in me.”
I gave a questioning glance to Genevieve, and then Elam, both of whom nodded in the affirmative.
“All right. An oath sworn on the River Styx is good enough for me. I’ll deliver your terms to Seneca Chamberlin,” I agreed. “I’m very grateful for the trust and respect you’ve shown for me and my coven, Emrys, though I can’t say I quite understand it. Out of all the guests that were there on the Hallow’s Eve you were summoned, why did Evie and I stand out to you?”
“The Ophion Occult Order deemed you worthy of inclusion in their cult, an offer you rejected on principle. You cheated Persephone, but you did it not to gain immortality for yourself but to save your friend from hell. You came here, thinking I could very well tear your souls asunder, but did so because you believed it was your duty to prevent needless suffering,” Emrys answered. “You are extraordinary in your craft, courage, and conscience, the latter of which especially stood out among the degenerates at that party. I do apologize if I frightened you at that event. I was a bit… irritable, given the circumstances. I’m glad we were able to meet again under more pleasant conditions.”
“So am I, Emrys,” I nodded. “I’m not sure exactly what this means or how relevant it is, but Seneca wanted me to tell you that he’s able to offer you the Dream Demon Red Ruck as a sacrifice.”
Pffft. Tell him it’s hardly a sacrifice if I’m getting rid of a boogie man for him,” he scoffed. “In fact, now that you mention it, Ruck’s one egregore that might be of more use to me alive.”
I wanted to ask him what he meant by that, but we were suddenly interrupted by the rapid pounding of a gong somewhere down below. It seemed to be an alarm of some kind, as we could hear the panicked shouting and frantic racing of people either battening down or forsaking the Flea Market altogether.
Mathom-meister apparated into the middle of the room, his facial tentacles reflexively raised in a defensive position.
“Were you outside the market?” he demanded of us.
“The portal we came through deposited us a few miles outside of the market, yes,” I admitted.
“Damn,” Emrys cursed softly, though he sounded more frustrated than angry. “Meister, it’s not their fault. I knew they weren’t experienced Planeswalkers, I could have – ”
“It doesn’t matter!” Mathom-meister interjected. “They need to leave, now!”
“Why, what’s going on?” Genevieve demanded.
“The scarabs are swarming,” Petra explained. “Don’t feel bad; it happens often enough that they’re prepared for it.”
I wanted to press for more details, but I could hear the humming of a vast winged swarm steadily encroaching upon us.
“Don’t worry. Once you leave the swarm will disperse… eventually,” Emrys told us. “We’ve said all that need be said for now. Return home, and I’ll reach out to you again shortly, Samantha.”
Again, I wanted to object, but the swarm outside was growing louder and louder, and it occurred to me that we might not be completely safe from a biblical swarm of insects that could not only sense but evidently sought out souls.
This occurred to Charlotte as well, as she was the first of us to vanish and awaken back in her body. We could all feel the weight of her reembodied soul tugging on us to return with her. Genevieve immediately grabbed hold of my right hand and Elam my left, both of them refusing to leave before I did.
I spared one final glance at Emrys, lamenting that we couldn’t have had more time.
“I’ll relay everything you said to the Order. I’ll make sure they know you’re willing to negotiate a truce,” I vowed.
He gave me a gracious nod, and just as we heard the swarm start to pelt the exterior of the market, I forced my physical eyes open and was back in my body, still safely under a willow tree in my cemetery.
I immediately looked beside me to Genevieve, and saw that she was awake as well, and then around me for Elam, who seemed to be suffering a bit of spectral whiplash from being pulled back with me so suddenly, but was otherwise all right. Sighing with relief, I turned lastly to Charlotte, and saw that she was looking down at the mediation circle in dreaded horror.
Following her gaze, I saw that the Undying Rose was gone – spent, perhaps, in exchange for our passage – and in its place was the inert, and hopefully dead, body of one of the shimmering scarabs.
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2023.06.01 17:02 ScreenReviewer 2x09: 90 minute Editor’s Cut

I don’t know if there is a bonus episode, but the editor’s cut of 2x09 was originally 90 minutes before being condensed to the 65 minute ep that was released.
Kevin Alves confirmed the original length in an interview with the Hollywood Reporter, Christina Ricci discussed how some of what they filmed for Natalie’s death scene was shortened significantly, and some things that Tawny mentioned about Simone were also cut.
I do hope that the editor’s cut is released at some point, because the most consistent criticism that I’ve see about the finale is the rushed pacing and the absence of seemingly important reactions and discussions.
If 25 minutes of content was cut, then that would explain why the episode felt slightly off.
I really wish Showtime would have allowed an extended episode since they presumably had to consolidate 9 and 10 for award qualifications.
Unsurprisingly, they put their own scheduling needs ahead of the finale’s quality because they wanted to use the popularity of Yellowjackets to lead in for Ghosts of Beirut, and therefore had to stick to a standard episode length.
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2023.06.01 17:00 lbabinz [Epic Games Store] Midnight Ghost Hunt is free

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2023.06.01 17:00 usercameron123 Any riders in Hackney, London?

Hi all,
It seems like my battery has given up the ghost (as diagnosed by Cowboy). Since I used the Unleashed app a year ago, by warranty is void, so I'm being quoted £460 for a new battery 🥲.
Before deciding what to do, I was wondering if there was anyone local I could meet to try their battery in my bike? This would really help me pinpoint the issue before deciding on next steps.
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2023.06.01 17:00 kyew Help with Haunts

After an encounter with a Haunt that went much uglier than I expected, I've got some questions about how they should be run. I'm pretty sure I didn't follow RAW, mostly because the story led me to treat it as a Ghost in addition to an Object.
Very minor Abomination Vault spoilers: The Haunt in question is the Watching Wall in the Not-So-Private Reading Room on Level 3 Spoiler free description: The Haunt manifests on the wall in a room that clearly telegraphs that its source was someone's violent death.
The tags on the Hazard stat block are Complex and Haunt. It has Object Immunities, Weakness to Positive, a Hardness, HP, and a Break Threshold.
All of our issues are covered by figuring out if you can use Disrupt Undead against it (A spell with the Necromancy and Positive tags, which targets 1 undead creature)
Q1: Is it undead? It doesn't explicitly have the Undead trait, and the rules entry for Haunt doesn't seem to add it. So RAW I believe it's not undead, just dead-dead.
Q2: Is it a ghost? The question my Cleric actually asked. Yes because it's a spiritual echo that needs to be put to rest. No because it's not a Creature with the Ghost Trait.
Q3: Can the Hazard be targeted as a Creature? More or less everything is either a Creature or an Object. Is anything both? I allowed it, because ruling no means Disrupt Undead can be spammed to test whether bodies they come across are corpses or idle Undead, or any number of other spells for Mimic checks.
Q4: Is it immune to Necromancy? The list of Object Immunities includes Necromancy, so RAW it looks like yes. But dealing with hostile spirits is an entire subschool of Necromancy. It's also the main way to deal Positive damage, which is explicitly a good idea against this Haunt.
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2023.06.01 16:59 kobashira Ethernet Keystone vs Cat6 Directly Into a Switch?

Thanks in advance. This is a follow up question in my quest for home internet connectivity. So the electrician who wired the house ran Cat6 in certain locations but has since ghosted us and has not installed the Ethernet ports into the wall and so I'm just going to do the rest myself.
I have one room in particular where I would like two LAN connections but only one Cat6 running to that room, so I bought a switch. Is it better to install a female to female Ethernet keystone, connect the Cat6 from the modem to that and then the switch to the new Ethernet port or plug the Cat6 from the modem directly into the switch?
I assume the latter will produce more stability but I'm wondering how much as I also feel like the keystone looks cleaner (though everything will be behind and under a sofa.
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2023.06.01 16:57 Fredruide 🔥 Join Odysseus, an Alliance Guild on [EU]Firemaw! 🔥

Are you ready for an epic adventure in the world of Azeroth? Look no further! Odysseus, a brand new guild on the Firemaw server, is seeking brave and dedicated players who are eager to embark on an incredible journey through the realms of WoW Classic. If you're passionate about leveling and gearing up from scratch alongside like-minded individuals, then Odysseus is the guild for you!
🗺️ A Fresh Start Odysseus is all about experiencing the classic era of WoW in its truest form. We believe in the joy of starting from square one and working our way up together as a cohesive unit. Whether you're a seasoned veteran or a novice explorer, you'll find a supportive and engaging community ready to accompany you on this incredible odyssey.
🤝 Build Lasting Bonds At Odysseus, we understand that a successful guild is built on strong relationships and camaraderie. Join our ranks and forge lasting friendships with fellow adventurers who share your enthusiasm for conquering dungeons, vanquishing foes, and overcoming challenges. Together, we'll create memories that will be spoken of for generations to come!
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🔥 Join the Adventure Today! If you're seeking an unforgettable adventure in the realms of WoW Classic, don't hesitate to join Odysseus on Firemaw. Together, we'll conquer the challenges, level up, and gear up from scratch, all while building lifelong friendships along the way. Visit our Discord server at to introduce yourself and become part of our growing family.
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2023.06.01 16:54 daisybeach23 Random Comment I Saw While Watching the Royal Wedding in Jordan. PPOW are in attendance. Highlight in yellow box.

Random Comment I Saw While Watching the Royal Wedding in Jordan. PPOW are in attendance. Highlight in yellow box.
“Meghan calling paps on herself while real royals attend Royal Wedding.
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2023.06.01 16:54 Forbidden_321 I think gotd health is fine

This might be unpopular, but after running it solo a few times, i think ghosts of the deep's boss health is in a perfect spot if you know what you are doing (which you should if you are going for a solo/solo flawless) i was able to nearly 5 phase the final boss by just using arbalest to crack her shield, then swapping to xenophage.
You could probably 4 or 3 phase if you had a godroll cataclysmic or something else, im still not too certain on the DPS meta for this fight.
The main problem is just how long it takes to get to the dps phase solo, and i think by nerfing the boss health that would make 2 or 3 man way to easy and we should wait for some strategies to make getting to dps faster before we claim they need to nerf it.
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2023.06.01 16:52 xddhunter69 how long will it takw my wounds to heal?

for context, i had a pretty bad crash yesterday which resulted in my face being extremely bloodied and filled with road rash as i face planted fowards, having many bruises on my chin, nose and forehead whilst wearing a helmet. I also have 2 fractured teeth (one of which has been bonded back) and a deep cut on my upper lip which has been stitched but is swelling up like mad, making it extremely hard to talk or eat as i can’t open my mouth much. Will one month be enough to recover to a substantial amount? I have a school break for about a month but i’m afraid that i may have to return with my face still looking like a scene out of a slasher movie… thanks
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2023.06.01 16:52 hnqn1611 15 Things Only People With Social Anxiety Will Understand

15 Things Only People With Social Anxiety Will Understand
15 Psychological Facts That Will Blow Your Mind!
The field of psychology looks at the science of the mind and behavior. Studies trying to understand why we are the way we are have been going on for decades and will continue into the future. We're learning more and more each day, but there's still so much we don't know. Some study findings are more fascinating than others. Did you know that punctuating in your text messages makes you come across as insincere? Strap yourself in. You're in for a wild psychological ride. The following psychology facts could just explain or confirm some of the things you see in yourself or others!
Number 1 - If We Have A Plan B, Our Plan A Is Less Likely to Work Scientists at the University of Pennsylvania studied the performance of volunteers on a certain task, and found that participants who thought about a backup plan did worse than those who didn't. They also found that when participants realized they had other options, their motivation decreased. This is related to Expectancy Theory, which was developed by Victor H. Vroom in 1964. Expectancy theory basically states that your motivation for something is a function of whether you expect to be successful at it. Inherent in a backup plan is that you're not going to succeed the first time around. Researchers say it's important to think ahead but advise against getting too caught up in the details. You could inadvertently be sabotaging your success.
Number 2 - Catching a Yawn Could Help Us Bond The workday has just begun, and you're ready to get lots done. You're sitting at your cubicle during your morning meeting when the guy next to you lets out a big, loud, obnoxious yawn. Before you know it, you're yawning yourself. But you're not even tired! That's a response yawn. There are various theories explaining why yawns are contagious; one of the leading ones being that response yawns demonstrate empathy. This explains why young children that haven't yet developed a sense of empathy or those on the autism spectrum are less likely to response yawn.
Number 3 - We Care More About A Single Person Than About Massive Tragedies In another University of Pennsylvania study, researchers examined people's behavior as it related to donating to causes based on certain stimuli. One group was shown a starving young girl. The second group was told a statistic about millions of people dying of hunger, and the third group was taught about both. Those who heard only about the statistic donated the least, followed by those who heard about both. Those who heard about the little girl, donated double what the statistic group did. Psychologists attribute this to the fact that if a problem feels too big, we feel helpless and insignificant, like our efforts won't have any payoff. In this case, helping save one starving girl seems more attainable than ending world hunger.
Number 4 - Beginnings and Ends Are Easier to Remember Than Middles Have you ever been grocery shopping and forgot your grocery list? When trying to remember things without it, you can visualize it and remember things close to the beginning and the end. But the things in the middle are a little fuzzy. A study in the Frontiers of Human Neuroscience confirmed this. It's called the Serial-Position Effect. It's also why you might remember the end of your manager's presentation, but the middle, not so much. So, it really is a thing, and you may not have ADHD after all.
Number 5 - It Takes Five Positive Things to Outweigh A Single Negative Thing You might've heard the advice to start and end your day by thinking about a few things you're grateful for. This helps keep us balanced because we have what's called a Negativity Bias which makes us focus on the bad stuff instead of the good. It’s useless to ruminate on the negative things that bring you down. Shoot for a ratio of five good things to one bad in your life. You just might manifest something wonderful!
Number 6 - Food Tastes Better When Someone Else Makes It Ever wonder why food always tastes better when mom makes it? In fact, food tastes better whenever anyone else makes it assuming they're a decent chef. Researchers attribute this to the fact that when you're preparing a meal for yourself, by the time you're ready to eat, it's been so long that it's less exciting, and as a result, you enjoy it less.
Number 7 - We'd Rather Know That Something Bad is Coming Than Not Know What to Expect Have you ever felt a drop in your stomach when someone says, "We need to talk"? Your mind is immediately flooded with a million different bad things it could be about. If it's a romantic partner, you'd probably rather they just break up with you then and there. If it's your boss, you'd rather they just fire you on the spot. Researchers have found that we prefer knowing something bad is going to happen over uncertainty. This is because when our brain doesn't know what to expect, it goes into overdrive trying to predict any possible consequences, both good and bad.
Number 8 - When One Rule Seems Too Strict, We Want to Break More In the psychological phenomenon known as Reactance, people tend to break more rules when they feel like certain freedoms are being limited in an effort to regain the freedom that they perceive as being taken away. This is best illustrated in teenagers. When grounded, not only might they sneak out, but they may end up engaging in other risky behaviors as a form of reactance.
Number 9 - There's A Reason We Want to Squeeze Cute Things Puppies and babies. Don't you just want to love them and squeeze them and cuddle with them? Well, apparently, that's a natural reaction, and it's known as Cute Aggression. According to an article in the Frontiers in Behavioral Neuroscience, the idea behind cute aggression is that when we're overcome with positive feelings like those elicited by an adorable pup or baby, a tad bit of aggression balances out those overwhelming feelings, so that we don't harm innocent little beings.
Number 10 - We Unintentionally Believe What We Want to Believe Confirmation Bias is the tendency to interpret facts in a way that confirms what we already believe. This explains why people with certain political views prefer certain news outlets over others. Forget even trying to get Uncle Fred to change his stance on international relations. Not only does confirmation bias lead us to seek out information that agrees with what we already believe, but it also causes us to reject contradictory information.
Number 11 - You're Programmed To Most Love The Music You Listened To In High School Good music triggers the release of dopamine and other feel-good chemicals. "This is my jam!" said every teenager at a party at some point ever. Ah, the days of high school... Or actually between the ages of 12 and 22, when the importance of everything feels magnified. Music included. Studies show that we connect to the music we bonded to during our teenage years, more so than we ever will as adults, despite the passage of time.
Number 12 - Memories Are More Like Pieced-Together Pictures Than Accurate Snapshots False memories are something that you recall in your mind but aren't actually true, either in whole or in part. An example could be believing you started the dishwasher before you left for work when you really didn't. This is because our brains can sometimes inaccurately fill in the blanks when it only remembers the gist of what happened.
Number 13 - We Look for Human Faces, Even in Inanimate Objects Pareidolia is the tendency to perceive specific, often meaningful images, such as faces, in random or ambiguous visual patterns. A common example is the man in the moon. Some scientists attribute it to the fact that, as social beings, recognizing faces is so important that we'd rather create one where it doesn't exist than miss a real one that does.
Number 14 - People Rise to Our High Expectations And Don't Rise If We Have Low Ones The Pygmalion Effect is a psychological phenomenon in which high expectations lead to improved performance. In a famous study in the 1960s, researchers told teachers that random students had high potential according to their scores on an IQ test. They found that those identified as high potential students did end up becoming high achievers, at least in part due to their teachers' heightened expectations.
Number 15 - Our Brain Doesn't Think Long-Term Deadlines Are So Important Yeah, you could probably start on that big project for work or school now, but you've got several months. Before you know it, those months are gone, and you're scrambling to cram months' worth of work into a matter of days. Urgent, unimportant tasks are more appealing. They provide instant gratification because they're quicker and easier to cross off your to-do list. Our brains process short-term deadlines like those measured in days better than long-term ones such as months or years. If you enjoyed this video, give it a thumbs-up, and share it with your friends, so we can keep making them.
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