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Movie Info The American Dream becomes a nightmare for a group of undocumented day laborers hired by a wealthy couple. What they expect to be their biggest payday turns into a terrifying fight for survival

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Mitis beneath us arctic empire. OMG SMOOTHIE. Beneath us film. Beneath use. Here's some reading music. This is a response to this comment by u/RyojinOrion If you feel like something is missing by the end of the game, that was the entire point. That is the definition of "Phantom Pain". (Me) I honestly dislike that "explanation". A Phantom Pain is feeling something that you used to have but lost, not feeling something that was never there to begin with. We never had a chapter 3, so we can't feel phantom pain from it. (Ryojin) The phantom pain does not come from chapter 3. The entire narrative of the game is designed to make you feel like you've lost something. Kazuhira, once a hopeful and fun character, is now reduced to a hateful man bent on revenge. Huey, the lovable and eccentric scientist, loses all his charm as he is revealed as a habitual liar and likely the murderer of his lover. Quiet, redeemed only through her relationship with Venom, is forced into exile and probable death. Eli and the children being fostered flee with Sahalanthropus, effectively stealing all semblance of pride from Diamond Dogs. Sahalanthropus, a trophy of triumph, and the children; a hope for innocence in a world ruled by a cycle of despair. Even the true ending is specifically designed to take from the player. Venom literally loses his identity, and his future. A microcosm for what the patriots would inflict upon the world. This was all completely intentional. Kojima went on record to say that V leaves a blank space by its conclusion, and that blank space is to be filled by each player. The blank space is the Phantom Pain. What you do to find peace is Chapter 3. The entire post-game is designed to give you complete agency. You can continue to see yourself as Big Boss, or you can now see your true self. You can continue to build Mother Base. Will you send your men on certain death missions to retrieve valuable online resources, or will you try to limit casualties by increasing your military power? Will you invade other PMC's bases for resources? Which PMCs? Will you kill their men? Will you take their nuclear weapons? Will you disarm them? Will you arm your men with lethal weapons, or will you go out of your way to protect life? The choice is yours, but because Kojima is Kojima, his ideal future is for you to dedicate yourself to altruistic nuclear-disarmament. This brings the entire universe full circle, as in Metal Gear 1, all nukes had been disarmed until then. The repeated song " Sins of the Father ", explains both chapters of the game with it's lyrics. Chapter 1: Played when journeying to Afghanistan These lines explain the feelings and motivations of the characters going into their mission of revenge. Kazuhira is the character from which all of these lines can be applied flawlessly. " Blind, in the deepest night Reaching out, grasping for a fleeting memory All the thoughts keep piercing this broken mind I fall, but I'm still standing motionless. Far, in the distance There is light, a light that burns these scars of old All this pain reminds me of what I am I'll live, I'll become all I need to be " Kazuhira, over 9 years, has gone literally blind. He clings to the future and friends he lost. Unable to reconcile this, he becomes less of a man (fall), his life paralyzed as his body is. For Kazuhira, there is only one light laid before him; Revenge. To that end, he will become whatever it takes to get revenge. Chapter 2: Played when riding with Skullface These lines foreshadow the events of Chapter 2, and intentionally mirror the leader of Diamond Dogs against the leader of XOF. " Pride feeds their blackened hearts And the thirst must be quenched to fuel hypocrisy Cleansing flames is the only way to repent Renounce what made you kill The Sins never die Can't wash this blood off of our hands Let the world fear us all It's just means to an end Our salvation lies in the Father's sins Beyond the truth, let me suffer now! In my heart I just know That there's no way to light up the dark In his eyes" All of Chapter 1 we are told that Cipher was behind the attack on Mother Base, but upon confronting Skullface, we learn that he acted independently. Despite this, Kazuhira continues to insist that we must become stronger to enact revenge on Cipher. As the justifications become weaker and weaker, and the game trails off entirely; we learn that Zero went out of his way to keep Snake alive. By the end, there is no justification for Diamond Dogs to continue to amass military might, aside from Kazuhira's personal vendetta against Zero and Big Boss. Ultimately it is up to player to decide whether or not they accept Kaz's worldview, which brings us to Chapter 3: Peace. If " Sins of the Father " is the Phantom Pain that leaves a "Blank Space", then I believe "Quiet's Theme" is what Kojima intends us to fill it with. "Birds In the sky, carry These words for me. Life tasted sweet. it let me live; let me breathe. Love hurt so bad, But my soul. Flowers of a brighter past; they bloomed so free beneath the sun. Memories; I want to give them to you, so you can see what we left there. " It is no coincidence that Quiet's story acts as the final "ending" of the game. She is the counterbalance to Kazuhira's mad quest for revenge. This is why he is overly insistent that you kill her, even though you constantly fulton enemy combatants all the time. You took her body from her. She gave her voice to enact revenge, but through your mercy, trust, and companionship; she was able to find peace, and with it, sacrificed herself for you. Quiet's purpose is to get you to reject Revenge and Race; to fight for Peace.
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By Larry Brian Radkafrom EinhornPress Website (THERE IS NO PART 2, "PART 1" IN THE TITLE IS WAS A MISTAKE) ABOUT THE AUTHOR Larry Brian Radka is a retired broadcast engineer, an amateur radio operator (KB3ZU), and a graduate of the University of the State of New York. He has written several magazine articles as well as a few books. Historical Evidence for Unicorns and Astronomical Revelations or 666 were published in the mid 1990's and his latest release, in 2006, is The Electric Mirror on the Pharos Lighthouse and Other Ancient Lighting. It may be ordered by clicking:. (A similar article by Larry appeared in David Hatcher Childress's World Explorer magazine recently) "Electric batteries, 2000 years ago!!! Surprised? No need to be, really, " declared Willard F. M. Gray, an electrical engineer for General Electric. "There were some pretty smart metal workers in the ancient city of Baghdad, Persia [now Iraq]. They did a lot of fine work in steel, gold, and silver. You may wonder what this had to do with electric batteries. It seems that copper vases, some of whose ages go back 4000 years, were unearthed several years ago which had designs plated on them in gold or silver, even some were plated with antimony. " In his editorial titled "A Shocking Discovery, " in a 1963 edition of the prestigious Journal of the Electrochemical Society, he also added: "Occasionally, we feel a bit smug about our tremendous advances in the nuclear science and the like, but when we are scooped by some ancient metal smiths we are most assuredly brought down to earth and humbled. It will ever be so. " [i] GIF These so-called Baghdad batteries, discovered in the 1930's, are now old news, and the evidence that the ancients used them to electroplate some of the artifacts stored in museums around the world is likewise common knowledge. Nevertheless, for readers who are not familiar with the discovery of these ancient electric cells, we will call on the German rocket scientist Willy Ley to update us. In a 1939 article in Astounding magazine, he wrote: "Dr. Wilhelm Koenig of the Iraq Museum in Bagdad reported recently that a peculiar instrument was unearthed by an expedition of his museum in the summer of 1936. The find was made at Khujut Rabu'a, not far to the southeast of Bagdad. It consisted of a vase made of clay, about 14 centimeters high and with its largest diameter 8 centimeters. The circular opening at the top of the vase had a diameter of 33 millimeters. Inside of this vase a cylinder made of sheet copper of high purity was found - the cylinder being 10 centimeters high and having a diameter of about 26 millimeters, almost exactly 1 inch. A replica and diagram of one of the ancient electric cells (batteries) found near Baghdad "The lower end of the copper cylinder was covered with a piece of sheet copper, the same thickness and quality as the cylinder itself. The inner surface of this round copper sheet - the one that formed the inner bottom of the hollow cylinder - was covered with a layer of asphalt, 3 millimeters in thickness. A thick, heavy plug of the same material was forced into the upper end of the cylinder. The center of the plug was formed by a solid piece of iron - now 75 millimeters long and originally a centimeter or so in diameter. The upper part of the iron rod shows that it was at first round, and while the lower end has partly corroded away so that the rod is pointed now at the lower end, it might be safely assumed that in the beginning it was of uniform thickness. "An assembly of this kind cannot very well have any other purpose than that of generating a weak electric current. If one remembers that it was found among undisturbed relics of the Parthian Kingdom - which existed from 250 B. C. to 224 A. D. - one naturally feels very reluctant to accept such an explanation, but there is really no alternative. The value of this discovery increases when one knows that four similar clay vases were found near Tel'Omar or Seleukia - three of them containing copper cylinders similar to the one found at Khujut Rabu'a. The Seleukia finds were, apparently, less well preserved - there are no iron rods in evidence any more. But close to those four vases pieces of thinner iron and copper rods were found which might be assumed to have been used as conductive wires. "Similar 'batteries' were also found in the vicinity of Bagdad in the ruins of a somewhat younger period. An expedition headed by Professor Dr. E. Kühnel, who is now director of the Staatliches Museum in Berlin, discovered very similar vases with copper and iron parts, at Ktesiphon - not far from Bagdad. These finds date from the time when the dynasty of the Sassanides ruled Persia and the neighboring countries - 224 A. - 651 A. "While the probable date of the invention is entirely open to conjecture, it seems likely that it was made in or near Bagdad, since all known finds were made in the vicinity of this city. It must be assumed, of course, that the subjects of the Sassanides had some use for them, and Dr. Koenig, the discoverer of the best preserved of all these vases, suggests that this use might still be in evidence in Bagdad itself. He found that the silversmiths of Bagdad use a primitive method of electroplating their wares. The origin of their method cannot be ascertained and seems to date back a number of years. Since galvanic batteries of the type found would generate a sufficiently powerful current for electrogilding small articles fashioned of silver, it might very well be that the origin of the method has to be sought in antiquity. " [ii] A Simple low-voltage electric cell and a simple electroplating bath and procedure (THE ARTICLE SAYS CLICK THE PIC/GOES TO YOUTUBE VID) Electrogilding or electroplating basically only requires rods or wire, a couple of simple electric cells (batteries) connected to a bath of common chemicals wherein the items to be electroplated are placed. However, beside the materials already mentioned, using glass, lead, zinc, and some types of electrolytes like caustic soda and sulfuric acid produce stronger types of non-rechargeable Bagdad-types of primary batteries - as well as powerful rechargeable storage or secondary batteries that could have been used for ancient electric lighting. The ancients had access to all of these materials: Bronze Age people made glass around 3, 000 B. C., and the Egyptians manufactured glass beads about 2, 500 B. Later, Alexandrians manufactured modern types of glass, during the Ptolemaic period - when the Pharos Lighthouse rose up. Prehistoric man smelted Lead. One old piece of lead work in the British Museum dates back to 3, 800 B. Several millenniums later, Romans were using it at length in their cooking pots, tankards, and plumbing; and many probably poisoned their brains in the process. The resulting insanity may have eventually contributed to the fall of the empire. With regards to ancient zinc, Rene Noorbergen, pointed out: "In 1968, Dr. Koriun Megurtchian of the Soviet Union unearthed what is considered to be the oldest large-scale metallurgical factory in the world at Medzamor, in Soviet Armenia. Here, 4, 500 years ago, an unknown prehistoric people worked with over 200 furnaces, producing an assortment of vases, knives, spearheads, rings, bracelets, etc. The Medzamor craftsmen wore mouth-filters and gloves while they labored and fashioned their wares of copper, lead, zinc, iron, gold, tin, manganese and fourteen kinds of bronze. The smelters also produced an assortment of metallic paints, ceramics and glass. " [iii] In the course of the excavation of the Agora in Athens, a roll of sheet zinc, 98% pure, was supposedly found in a sealed deposit dating from the 3rd or 2nd century B. Fragments of a zinc coffin was reported to have fairly recently been discovered in Israel, which, judging by an artifact found nearby, dates back to 50 B. Caustic soda and lye are synonymous. "Clothes were cleansed in antiquity, " according to Charles Singer, by "lye from natron or wood-ash, " [iv] so it was available for use as an electrolyte to activate powerful electric cells in antiquity. A carbon arc light popular in the 19th century, illustrated in the issue 1875 issue above Manmade sulfuric acid (sulphuric acid) has been around at least since the seventh century B. C., and natural sulfuric acid has been available to use as an electrolyte for countless years before then. An article in Harper's New Monthly Magazine, under the title of "Secretion of Sulfuric Acid by Mollusks, " points to where both modern and ancient man could have obtained natural sulfuric acid. This quaint publication, which often serves as an excellent source of rare historical information, related: "The remarkable fact was announced some years ago that certain gastropod mollusca secrete free sulfuric acid; and this has since then been not infrequently observed in the case of the gigantic Dolium galea, which discharges from its proboscis a drop of liquid or saliva that produces a very sensible effervescence on chalk or marble. This secretion from different mollusca, carefully analyzed, showed a considerable percentage of free sulphuric acid, some of combined sulphuric acid, combined chlorohydric acid, with potassa, soda, magnesia, and other substances; the glands secreting the liquids constituting from 7 to 9 per cent of the total weight of the animal. With this acid secretion there is, at least in some species, an evolution of pure carbonic gas, one gland, weighing approximately about 700 grains, yielding 206 cubic centimeters. The genera so far known to furnish this secretion are Dolium, Cassis, Tritonium, Cassidaria, Pleurobranchidium, Pleurobranchus, and Doris. The precise object of this secretion is not entirely understood, although it is suggested that it is used in perforating the bivalve shells or other mollusca which serve as article of food. " [v] However, the ancients probably did not need to rely on any natural source of sulfuric acid for the electrolyte in their batteries. They likely, as today, relied on their ingenuity to manufacture their own. Speaking of the ancient Assyrians (of Iraq) and the chemicals they produced by 650 B. C., in a paper read before the Society for the Study of Alchemy and Early Chemistry, Doctor Reginald Campbell Thompson, the author of A Dictionary of Assyrian Chemistry and Geology, informs us that: "The sources from which our knowledge of Assyrian Chemistry is obtained are a very small part of the collections of cuneiform tablets in our museums, which may perhaps be reckoned at a quarter of a million roughly in number, and of this chemistry, almost all our knowledge comes from tablets of the Seventh Century B. But that the ancient Sumerians had a very practical knowledge of chemical methods even before the invention of writing, let us say, very early in the Fourth Millennium B. C., is to be inferred from the beautiful gold work found by Sir Leonard Wooley at Ur, and the copper and bronze castings found throughout Southern Mesopotamia. The written word, however, of their methods has survived only sparsely by comparison, this being due to three causes: first, the illiteracy of the craftsmen; secondly, the habit of all Guilds to conceal their methods by the use of cryptic expressions; and thirdly, the close guarding of secrets, which were frequently handed down from father to son by word of mouth. A Sargon II (722-705 BC) era glass jug and first century transparent glass vase "In the Seventeenth Century B. we have a text of outstanding importance for the history of Chemistry in a tablet written by a glass-maker. Later on, in the Seventh Century, we have a collection of glass recipes made at the instance of King Ashurbanipal (668 - 626 B. ). More generally we have a large collection of medical texts which allow us to identify numerous substances in use during the First Millennium B. Finally I must mention numerous Sumero-Assyrian dictionaries which give lists of chemical words, also dating from the same period. "By 650 B. the list of chemicals may be said to include Common Salt, Sal gemma, red Sal Gemma, Lime, Saltpeter from the earth, Carbonate of Soda from the walls, Nitrate of Potash from walls, Sal Ammoniac from plants, Gypsum, Mercury from cinnabar, Alum, Black and Yellow Sulphur, Bitumen, various forms of Arsenic, red and black Copper Oxide, Chrysocolla, Haematite, Magnetic Iron Ore, Iron Pyrites (which leads to Vitriols), Iron Sulphide, Copper Sulphate; and if I am right, they had a word hannabahru for the fuming sulphuric acid from Green Vitriol. " [vi] Now that we have established that the ancients also possessed all of these chemicals, including Sal Ammoniac and sulphuric acid, which are excellent battery-making materials, we need to look at least one example of a primary and second type of powerful battery that they could have easily produced to energize their ancient electric lights. One example of a powerful primary battery that the ancients could have manufactured, using caustic soda or some equivalent, is the Lalande Battery. Felix Lalande and Georges Chaperon used a similar electrolyte to produce their primary battery in the nineteenth century, and it supplied enough current to power electric railroad lights for many days before it needed to be restored. Likewise, several large Lalande cells placed in series and parallel could have supplied enough voltage and current to power bright lights in antiquity for a long time before any of the battery's elements would have needed replacing. This type of battery needs no external source of electricity to revitalize it. After it has discharged, replacing some of its internal ingredients restores the unit to full capacity. In an Encyclopaedia Britannica article published in 1929, G. W. Heise, a research chemist at the National Carbon Company of Cleveland, Ohio, and an author of numerous articles in technical journals, explained the "heavy-duty characteristics" of this primary battery - which would certainly qualify it for carbon arc light usage in the searchlight on the ancient Pharos Lighthouse. An animated illustration of a simple battery powered searchlight or electric mirror He maintained: "The Lalande cell is one of the most efficient and satisfactory primary batteries known today for the special classes of service to which it is suited. It lends itself readily to rugged construction; it is relatively cheap to make and operate; it is very reliable in its action and has a high current output per unit of volume (about 1 ampere hour per 8 cc. of electrolyte). The cell is made in units as large as 500 to 1, 000 ampere hour sizes. Because it requires no attention for long periods of time and because of its excellent continuous discharge and heavy-duty characteristics, the Lalande cell is at present much used in railway signal operation. It can be made in dry or non-spillable form either by gelatinizing the caustic soda solution with small quantities of starch or by using such expedients as making a paste out of electrolyte and magnesium oxide. An Edison or Lalande battery, a powerful primary electric cell A railroad signal light sending directions down the track, like the Pharos flashed it messages over the sea, certainly demanded their periodic renewal, but eventually a more practical and economical source of illuminating power, the lead-acid secondary storage battery took its place. This powerhouse is easy to build, by immersing two lead plates in a solution of sulfuric acid in a glass container, all of which the ancients possessed. However, before a simple storage cell will produce electric current, it needs charged. To initially energize it, you need only to connect it to a source of direct current, like a primary battery or thermocouple. We already know the ancients manufactured primary cells, like the Baghdad batteries, that serve the purpose, but they could have easily used a thermo-electric generator, which is a simple device to make. They merely had to heat one of two dissimilar metallic conductors joined together, like copper and iron, to create a thermo-electric generator, which is also called a thermopile and thermo-electric stove. The Gülcher Thermopile, being more convenient, less costly, and cleaner than primary batteries, was a popular means of charging storage batteries in the nineteenth century. It gave on a short circuit about 5 amperes of current at 4 volts. However, this thermo-electric generator hardly compared to the power output of the improved Clamond Thermopile of 1879, which produced 109 volts, with an internal resistance of 15. 5 ohms. It could easily illuminate bright electric lights and also deliver a lethal dose of energy! In 1893, Dr. Giraud's Thermo-electric stove, 3 feet high and 20 inches in diameter and fired by coal, not only could charge batteries but could also light several electric lamps, as well as heat a room 21 feet square. It was an expensive unit to build but cost would have been no obstacle for a wealthy ruler of any ancient city like Alexandria. The ancient Greek kings ruling that city may well have relied on similar types of thermopiles to charge powerful lead-acid batteries hooked to the arc light on the Pharos lighthouse, an essential element for shipping safety and the city's commercial survival. Lead-acid storage cells will produce a voltage of about 2 volts each, and the ancients could have easily connected several of them in series and parallel to create a powerful battery. Hooking its poles up to a couple of chunks of carbon from the remnants of a wood fire, touching the two together, and separating them a certain short distance will ignite a brilliant arc of light. That is child's play. And it would not have taken long for them to realize that maintaining that distance will sustain a brilliant carbon arc light - the kind that would eventually be reflected from the huge mirror on the Pharos Lighthouse. Sound likely? It certainly does, and even more so if we consider what some renowned Egyptologists observed and some of the astonishing ancient lighting testimony that cannot be easily explained otherwise. Sir John Gardner Wilkinson (1798 - 1875), a distinguished nineteenth-century Egyptologist, pointed out that the ancient Egyptian, "paintings offer few representations of lamps, torches, or any other kind of light. " [viii] How could this be - when the ancient Egyptians emblazoned on their monuments almost every other important innovation that shaped their daily lives? Perhaps, like a more contemporary authority, Robert Temple, [ix] observed, concerning all the previously unrecognized ancient lenses stashed away in the world's museums, the answer lies in the fact that people are not looking for ancient electric lights so they simply do not recognize them. Wilkinson's observation reminds us of what the prominent astronomer Sir J. Norman Lockyer, who also studied ancient Egyptian temples and tombs in depth, noticed in 1894. In his Dawn of Astronomy, he brought attention to an enigma, at the time, when he pointed out: "In all freshly-opened tombs there are no traces whatever of any kind of combustion having taken place, even in the inner-most recesses. So strikingly evident is this that my friend M. Bouriant, while we were discussing this matter at Thebes, laughingly suggested the possibility that the electric light was known to the ancient Egyptians. " [x] Carbon arc searchlights in a Denderah temple crypt The extensive proofs provided in The Electric Mirror on the Pharos Lighthouse and Other Ancient Lighting [xi] clearly demonstrate that "possibility. " This work also includes excellent reproductions of the extraordinary ancient illustrations discovered on the crypt walls beneath the Temple of Hathor (Isis) at Denderah. They seem to clearly portray electric carbon arc searchlights and filament bulbs. Priests apparently used them to illuminate the temple as well as various tombs - and more importantly, the mighty Pharos Lighthouse. So M. Bouriant 's casual suggestion that the ancient Egyptians may have employed electric lights is no longer a laughing matter. With reference to the remarkable cleanliness of one particular ancient Egyptian tomb, Dr. F. L. Griffith, Professor of Egyptology at the University of Oxford, in an article entitled "The Religious Revolution in Egypt, " wrote: "There are few examples of rock architecture in Egypt more pleasing than this admirably proportioned, spotlessly white sepulcher of one who as governor of Akhenaton ranked as head of the notables. It is cut in the limestone cliffs that form a semicircle round the plain of Tell el-Amarna. " [xii] Deep, dark tombs like this one would have required an electric light to illuminate them enough for ancient artisans to have embellished their walls with the correctly colored and finely detailed images of the deceased's life. They could never have succeeded with the light from dim candles, sloppy oil lamps, or smoky torches that would have starved them of essential oxygen and left unsightly soot marks clinging all over the tomb walls and ceilings. Several writers have suggested that the ancient Egyptians illuminated their tombs by reflecting rays of sunlight with an arrangement of mirrors. However, light-absorbing mirrors are not a good option for pressing and complex projects demanding more than the Sun's periodic appearance - in cloudless, dust-free, daylight skies. Beside this, the maze of rooms in some tombs would have caused insurmountable problems for technicians trying to keep a large number of mirrors critically aligned and continuously tracking one another as they tried to catch and bounce around the diminishing rays of our elusive sun. Moreover, some technician or artisan confined in a complex Egyptian tomb would have eventually stepped in front of one of the reflectors and have broken a critical link in the intricate chain of light - abruptly leaving others down the line struggling in total darkness. Furthermore, artisans using oil-fired lights could have never completely removed the soot from the ceilings and walls after finishing their tasks because they would have had to clean up the smudge with the same smoke-belching lights that produced it. So how else, other than with the use of clean-burning electric lamps, could they have managed to meticulously decorate about 400 underground grave systems with no trace of any smoke residue? Of course, some tombs now show soot marks left from the oil lights of grave robbers who had previously violated them - but Lockyer spoke of "freshly-opened tombs. " Beside all this common sense that strongly supports the need for ancient electric lighting stands several outstanding examples of ancient testimony that cannot be reasonably explained in any other way. An animated photo of ancient electric lights in a Denderah crypt In the second century, a Syrian temple sheltered a statue of a goddess with one of these types of lights mounted on her head. Writing at the time, Lucian of Samosata on the Euphrates says: "She bears on her head a stone called a 'lamp, ' and it receives its name from its function. That stone shines in the night with great clarity and provides the whole temple with light, as with [oil] lamps. In the daytime, it shines dimly, but has a very fiery aspect. " [xiii] Carbon arc lights hanging in a 19th-century French Hotel This obviously seems like some type of electric light since Lucian clearly called the stone a "lamp" - and it was powerful enough to light up the whole temple. Furthermore, an electric light, any type for that matter, typically shines brightly at night and very dimly in the daytime. However, since Lucian called the lamp a "stone, " perhaps it was the only way he knew how to describe carbon, the carbon of a simple electric arc lamp. And, since he said it had a "very fiery aspect" in the daytime, this makes us think that it might have been some kind of fiery carbon arc light - like those used to illuminate nineteenth-century cities and to power searchlights. [COULDN'T POST PICTURE, SEARCH IT ONLINE] A couple of centuries later, in his City of God, St. Augustine (354 - 430 A. ) pointed out that in Egypt, "There was, and still is, a temple of Venus, in which a lamp burns so strongly in the open air that no storm or rain extinguishes it. " He blamed "the reality" of this marvelous lamp, likely an electric arc light, on the miracles of the "black arts" performed by demons and men [the illuminati]. He also wrote: "We add to that inextinguishable lamp a host of other marvels of human and of magical origin - that is miracles of the demon's black arts performed by men, and miracles performed by the demons themselves. If we choose to deny the reality of these, we shall ourselves be in conflict with the truth of the sacred books in which we believe. Thus, either human ingenuity has devised in that inextinguishable lamp some contrivance based on the asbestos stone or else it was contrived by magic art to give men something to marvel at in that shrine; or perhaps some demon presented himself there under the name of Venus with which such effect that this prodigy was displayed to the public there and continued there for so many years. " [xiv] This church father also claimed that the, "asbestos stone, which has no fire of its own, and yet, when it has received fire, blazes so fiercely with a fire not its own that it cannot be quenched. " This points to the carbon in an arc light receiving its fire from an electric source - an ancient battery - "not its own. " urthermore, he also claimed " no storm or rain extinguishes it. " This also points to the electric arc light because Chamber's Encyclopaedia maintains that it, "can be produced in a vacuum, and below the surface of water, oils, and other non-conducting liquids, and it is thus quite independent of the action of the air. " A couple of hundred years later, carbon arc light technology still survived. Electric searchlights nightly lit up Jerusalem then, and a substantial portion of it at that, by casting their beams a great distance from another holy edifice - the circular Church of the Ascension on the Mount of Olives. Arculf (Arculfus), a Frankish bishop, perhaps of Périgueux, who visited and explored the Holy Land, accompanied by Peter, a Bergundian monk, who acted as a guide, reported the details and effects of eight brilliant lights - and some others also. The Catholic Encyclopedia [xvi] gives us a little background on his marvelous report - as follows: "St. Bede relates (Hist. Eccles. Angl., V, 15) that Arculf, on his return from a pilgrimage to the Holy Land about 670 or 690, was cast by tempest on the shore of Scotland. He was hospitably received by Adamnan, the abbot of the island monastery of Iona, to whom he gave a detailed narrative of his travels to the Holy Land, with specifications and designs of the sanctuaries so precise that Adamnan, with aid from some extraneous sources, was able to produce a descriptive work in three books, dealing with Jerusalem, Bethlehem, the principal towns of Palestine, and Constantinople. Adamnan presented a copy of this work to Aldfrith, King of Northumbria in 698. It aims at giving a faithful account of what Arculf actually saw during his journey. As the latter 'joined the zeal of an antiquarian to the devotion of a pilgrim during his nine months' stay in the Holy City, the work contains many curious details that might otherwise have never been chronicled. '" The following two excerpts, from The Pilgrimage of Arculfus in the Holy Land (About the Year A. 670) was translated by the Rev. James R. MacPherson in 1895. He says: "The translation has been made as literal as possible in passages where the exact rendering was of any controversial or archaeological importance, as in the description of the sites and buildings. " Here are those excerpts, describing one of the buildings and the effects of its bright electric searchlights: "In the western side of the church we have mentioned above [before], twice four windows have been formed high up with glazed shutters, and in these windows there burn as many lamps placed opposite them, within and close to them. These lamps hang in chains, and are so placed that each lamp may hang neither higher nor lower, but may be seen, as it were, fixed to its own window, opposite and close to which it is specially seen. The brightness of these lamps is so great that, as their light is copiously poured through the glass from the summit of the Mountain of Olivet, not only is the part of the mountain nearest the round basilica to the west illuminated, but also the lofty path which rises by steps up to the city of Jerusalem from the Valley of Josaphat is clearly illuminated in a wonderful manner, even on dark nights; while the greater part of the city that lies nearest at hand on the opposite side is similarly illuminated by the same brightness. The effect of this brilliant and admirable coruscation of the eight great lamps shining by night from the holy mountain and from the site of the Lord's ascension, as Arculf related, is to pour into the hearts of the believing onlookers a greater eagerness of the Divine love, and to strike the mind with a certain fear along with vast inward compunction. ""This also we learned from the narrative of the sainted Arculf: That in that round church, besides the usual light, of the eight lamps mentioned above as shining within the church by night, there are usually added on the night of the Lord's Ascension almost innumerable other lamps, which by their terrible and admirable brightness, poured abundantly through the glass of the windows, not only illuminate the Mount of Olivet, but make it seem to be wholly on fire; while the whole city and the places in the neighborhood are also lit up. " [xvii] Ancient candles and oil lamps could never have begun to light up a "whole city" a mile away, but Arculf's electric mirrors (searchlights), as described above, were quite adequate. However, the wily priests maintaining the bright lamps in ancient lighthouses, temples, and tombs kept their searchlight technology a secret because they needed to inspire their naïve flocks to revere their religion. Yet, they could not resist bragging to succeeding generations of illuminati - by cleverly emblazoning their electrical wisdom on their monuments. Unfortunately, until relatively recently, not many people have taken seriously the ancient electric lighting testimony left to us - although the proof and techniques have stood out in front of our eyes for thousands of years now. The ancient electrical wizards must be disgusted with their failure to induce productive observation in modern generations, or perhaps they are laughing loudly somewhere at our blind wisdom of the past instead. What electrical truth Edison and others stumbled onto in the nineteenth century is merely old wine poured into a new bottle, and the bible verifies this by maintaining that there is nothing new under the sun. Yet, our pride often seems to stand in the way of accepting the fact. However, one wise writer set this human weakness aside and boldly admitted the truth - over a century ago! "Whenever, in the pride of some new discovery, we throw a look into the past, we find, to our dismay, certain vestiges which indicate the possibility, if not the certainty, that the alleged discovery was not totally unknown to the ancients, " wrote Madame H. P. Blavatsky, in Isis Unveiled. "It is generally asserted that neither the early inhabitants of the Mosaic times, nor even the more civilized nations of the Ptolemaic period were acquainted with electricity. If we remain undisturbed in this opinion, it is not for the lack of proofs to the contrary. " [xviii] REFERENCES [i] "A Shocking Discovery, " Journal of the Electrochemical Society, September 1963, Vol. 110 No. 9[ii] Under SCIENCE ARTICLES in the March 1939 issue of ASTOUNDING magazine, Willy Ley's article was listed on the contents page as "ELECTRIC BATTERIES - 2, 000 YEARS AGO! SO YOU THOUGHT OUR CIVILIZATION FIRST DISCOVERED ELECTRICITY? "[iii] Secrets of the Lost Races, New Discoveries of Advanced Technology in Ancient Civilizations, New York 1977[iv] A History of Technology, Volume II, London 1956[v] Harper's New Monthly Magazine, No. CCXLVI, November 1870, Volume XLI[vi] "A Survey of the Chemistry of Assyria in the Seventh Century B. C., " Ambix, Vol. II, No. 1, June 1938[vii] Encyclopaedia Britannica, 14th Edition, Article: "Battery - Lalande Cell, " London 1929[viii] A Popular Account of the Ancient Egyptians, New York 1988[ix] In The Crystal Sun, Rediscovering a Lost Technology of the Ancient World, London 2000[x] The Dawn of Astronomy, M. I. T. Press, Cambridge 1964 (a reprint of Lockyer's 1894 first edition)[xi] Published by The Einhorn Press, Parkersburg, West Virginia in 2006 and edited by the author of this article[xii] J. A. 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Beneath us فلم. This is the third of three posts with responses from our second annual 2019 community survey. This part is on questions and answers about the app and game, including moments from the game and the community, etc. Please remember that what you're seeing are just opinions! You're free to agree or disagree. (Note: You can see all the responses here) We had 1601 responses. Also note: Answers have NOT been edited for spoilers. Please proceed at your own risk. There are too many free-form answers overall, so what we do is present both aggregate data and a selection of free-form answers as well. Moments and Opinions Happy Game Moment People's lists of happy game moments generally consisted of the final culminations of a book - either victories or moments with LIs. The Endless Summer endings were also a popular happy game moment, across a bunch of different endings, though primarily the La Huerta ending. When mc and li lived happily in la huerta in endless summer Ahmed talking about his religion, and not drinking. I also don't drink so it was just nice. When Damien tells MC that he doesn't mind them being poly and accepts them as they are and has no desire to change them. Kicking butt as Kenna When my mc was turned in bb2 TF - I forget the exact chapter of it, but talking to Becca in Eskea about why we fell for her. It just gives me good chills every single time. Oh, is a difficult question, 'cause Choices does a great job with their stories and there's many scenes where I feel really happy or something happened to make me laugh. Since I'm currently replaying Desire & Decorum, though, the first moment that comes to mind is when MC confesses her love to Hamid. He's so happy that he starts speaking different languages, because he can't control himself, and he says that no language in his head conveys how much he loves her. It's very sweet and always makes me smile stupidly. In ACOR, where MC has FINALLY reached her goal of revenge for her fellow Ghaul and was reunited with her family. Her wiles, strength, and determination finally came to a head that day when she had finally ‘killed’ the man who took her life away from her. That was a great moment, indeed. When Michael asked me to be his bf in HSS (and in HSSCA when we see Maria in the cafeteria try to get my MC to join the homecoming committee and Michael mouths to save me from it behind her, for nostalgia I was grinning from ear to ear) Every scene with the daughter in MOTY. Or finally getting with your LI after a slow burn. Hugging Olivia and she actually manages to be happy, and adopting Tim in TE and he makes that happy little face at you. The Epilogue for It Libes Beneath wherr you just have fun aimlessly with no real goal or plotline. Being able to relax with your friends after the hell you just went through without any motive (like boosting nerve) or plan (like stopping by the arcade while investigating) felt beautiful. Especially after seeing how Tom grew from a posessed side character I beat up in It Lives in The Woods to a badass Hero who could finally enjoy time with friends. Being kidnapped at the end was an amazing ending too, but the calm after the storm was happy. The first time we were allowed to seriously tell Maxwell that we liked him (and kiss him! ) after he officially became an LI! From the beginning I’d always wanted him to be an LI - and I wasn’t involved in the fandom at the time so I had no idea that others felt the same or that PB had actually made the change! Probably an odd moment to choose, but when the MC from It Lives Beneath broke out of the coffin and then proceeded to murder Richard. Best thing I've ever read in a Choices book. In MotY, when Thomas and MC had the conversation about being an invisible minority or feeling like you don't live up to the culture. I have never been prouder of Pixelberry for their content. I want to see more from whoever wrote that section. I won’t say a moment but i’d definitely chose the last few chapters of PT, the fact that her friends and LI had her back and went overboard just to get her her fans back just felt so genuinely sweet. It feels great to have someone believing in you and they made me feel that way. Another moment where i was happy was when we finally got engaged to our LI is D&D, i honestly couldn’t handle seeing The Duke any longer and felt like i was going to lose it if i had to stay engaged to him longer. MC getting pregnant in the Royal Heir + I like any scene where the "cold bitch" (e. g. Madeline and Olivia) gets shocked when MC does something nice for them I screamed at my phone in joy when Ride or Die MC rammed the car in one of the last chapters I was like YES GIRL YES YOU RAM THAT CAR Sad Game Moment Endless Summer endings as well as the end of the Elementalists series were common answers here. ALL THREE ENDINGS OF ES Diabolos the horse’s death, poor Imogen. ES2 Spoilers - Quinn dying on the bridge in the tree city, knew it was coming because of the totem but the shock of realising it was actually coming true and the fact my LI was dying made me so goddamn sad. Syphax in prison and me still not reciprocating. Turning down Liam's proposal in one gamethrough. Turning Drake down on another xD ROD MC fighting with dad. The discovery that Dames was not really Damien in PM, and we had inadvertently left him behind at the Eros headquarters. Death of professor vasquez from the freshman I sacrificed Noah in my playthrough of It Lives in the Woods, but I felt sad for those who sacrificed their MC. The baby part of Open Heart. I can't play that chapter. I literally click through without looking Ending and no continuation of Platinum, WT, Hero, and ACOR When the little boy vampire (who was a smidge of a dick) died in BB. Also when MCs Dad died in D&D. when Leon got killed by the lighting bitch i think Hayden dealing with the fact they're not human, don't have a past, etc. Being forced to pick a LI in Ride or Die Josephine Vance not getting into afterlife. Actually, it made me more angry than sad. I hated how she was treated by the narrative and I wish we (as Harper Vance/the MC) had the option of hating and not forgiving Arthur Vance instead of automatically loving him and being all "you never did anything wrong ever and I love you!!! 111" Anytime my daughter is sad in Mother of the Year Guilty Game Moment The most common guilty moment that people listed was rejecting "Liam" in TRR and going with another LI instead. The Noah vs. MC ending of ILITW and Mrs. Martinez in OH were also commonly cited. Also, not adopting the puppy Pebbles in Sunkissed! Rejecting Liam's proposal. I really can't play that chapter at all if I'm not going to accept. Everytime that I can't spend diamonds to help someone, I'm like "Yeah sorry I can't stay to help you cope with your mother's death but hey, I'm broke so see you later" When I hooked up with Ivy When is selected to have a final fling before marriage thinking the fling was with the fiance Hana. Her look of disappointment was heartbreaking Leading Aster on only to choose Shreya. Naming the hawk in TC&TF Tom Sato (gets killed in the first book) Ms Martinez's death. The whole thing was so unprofessional. It made me furious rather than guilty at moments, though. any adoptable animal moment and i have no diamonds None. It's just a game. Why feel guilty at all?? HHS:CA unintentionally breaking my previous MC's leg The Noah vs MC decision. I always choose to let Noah make the sacrifice, but it seems so unfair to either of them. whilst romancing Estela during the entirety of Endless Summer I accidentally bought a diamond scene where I slept with Sean. Ironically it was at the New Year’s party/birthday party so after Sean and i had sex and i left the room in the morning i found Estela and she was sad (because she found her mum’s room in the hotel but i didn’t know that yet and i thought she was upset because i slept with Sean) I felt horrible so I replayed the chapter and bought the diamond scene with her and then i realised she’d be sad either way because it wasn’t about the sex it was about her mum. 😂 Choosing Marc Antony in the finale of ACOR. It just felt wrong because I've romanced Cassius too much and it didn't really make any sense in general since he's technically been our villain as well. MC storming the stage during the Vinyls. (PT) I felt so bad for Jaylyn and was quite angry that I didn't have a choice in the matter. My attempts to be kind to her throughout the book all seemed for naught. I almost quit the book right then. Having to say no to Maria's invitation in HSS book 1 after I accidentally flirted too hard with her when I was going for Emma on my first playthrough I hereby apologise for hoarding my diamonds and thereby murdering people in IT LIVES. Having sexy time with Dames, not realizing it was a robot. Not occasionally, but I would sometimes get my character involved in polygamy just to get to know them better and see who is a better match. I felt guilty when I chose to lie to Simon in The Haunting of Braidwood Manor to get his key. I felt so guilty after choosing that that I immediately restarted the chapter and told him the truth. None guilt is a weakness Unpopular Opinions The question was "Do you have an opinion about Choices or its books/endings that others might consider unpopular? " A common topic of discussion was the issue of MC gender choice, or Love Hacks is underrated. TRR book 3 is the worst of the TRR series. ES is too paywalled. Across the Void should have been a diplomatic mission transport vessel no a cruise ship with annoying passengers. This should have been a covert mission that went sideways and full of lies, betrayal, and an antihero main character. Braidwood Manor is insanely unpopular and ending made me cry, when we learnt MC's brother committed suicide Choices doesn't do trans people well. "I grew to hate the ""friends"" of the MC in In Lives in the Woods after I saw that they didn't care about the MC if he/she died at the end of ILITW or in It Lives Beneath. I ended up replaying ILITW, killing off those ungrateful brats, making Noah take Jane's place (again), and had my MC ride off into the sunset with Connor, her love interest. Absolutely NO REGRETS going into ILB with all the ILITW gang dead. Also, I know a lot of people have a soft spot for Lily in ILITW, but she bugs the snot out of me and rubs me the wrong way with how she's willing to defend legitimate bullies. She lets her feelings for someone get in the way of her common sense and the fact that there's so much at stake. Again, no regrets with killing her off (or any of the other ""friends"") in my version of ILITW. " I hated that Landry turned on us in Open Heart, but I also love the guy. I forgave him as soon as I could and I really wanted him to stay. I understand that some books may abruptly end for many factors, but going off community reactions, people can be way too hard over a few books that may have had an (interesting/better written) sequel. "I don’t like the suggestions of a male-only book as a spiteful response to female-led ones. A, like, NFL story, fine. Some books are stand-alone and that’s okay. There’s books like that in real life. It’s not PB being stupid or spiting players, it’s a choice. " Maybe that I get frustrated with people getting upset over not being able to pick our gender. I play so many games as a male because I have to, and I loose interest because I can't play myself, as a woman. I fully understand wanting the choice, but the way some people respond and/or mock PB for it upsets me. I finally have a genre where literally every book either only has a female MC or offers one, and people get angry over that. Yeah Justin is a jerk and I’m all about women getting respect... obviously, since I’m a woman, but come on, this is just how the character is written, he will obviously have some type of personality change, and I would bet half the fandom will love him. Also, I’m sick of hearing about Ethan forcing himself on us... PB isn’t trying to force sex on us and people who take it that way are being a little extra... Ethan is obviously one of the main LIs and that’s just how it is. And with the forced LI’s... again yeah it sucks, but this is just a game, I’m sorry that it’s like that, but to sit there and bitch like I’ve seen some players do on this page is crazy. Like I get it, I wish Jax had more screen time than Adrian, but I’m not gonna throw a fit bc that’s just how it is! Sorry if I seem insensitive, I promise I’m not. I completely agree with the players that wish there were weren’t so many gender locked books ’s is a complaint I’ll get behind and support them on! The LIs most of the time have one personality trait: loving the MC. I mean come on, give me some personality please. 80% of them are the same person. I don't mind single books if they end fully fleshed out, don't really want 3 books tbh if there's not enough story to go with it TC&TF is paint-by-numbers epic fantasy. It has some fun moments and characters, but is hugely overrated by the fandom. I 100% wanted to forgive Ivy and be her friend — I got her to ally status even before the diamond choice before the final of AME. PTR wasn’t that bad 😬 There needs to be more tragic/bittersweet endings to the stories (e. self sacrifice in Endless Summer, Across the Void, etc. ) The quality is declining and there's nothing wrong with criticizing Pixelberry for it. Also I hate the re-use of sprites (especially those who were important characters. Even worse LIs like Khaan). let users submit stories or ideas for new books or the continuing of the books that are already ended I am a big fan of wedding books. Why does the MC always have to be the underdog/inexperienced/weak? Give us a sword wielding, pants wearing, steal your girl MC. I would've romanced Duke Richards. Sure he's a vile abuser but given that he is a Duke and has immense power, getting a marriage with him would've solidified Edgewater's status in the UK. Given that he himself is easy to manipulate, MC could theoretically have further influence in British society. I enjoy HSSCA more than HSS. I identify more with my dorky theatre kid MC. App Questions How long have you been playing Choices the game? The majority of players have been playing the game for at least the last two years. One third said they had been playing since the beginning. Played Since Number Since the beginning (August 17, 2016) 518 At least the last two years 420 At least the last year 240 At least the last 9 months 124 At least the last 3 months 80 At least the last 6 months 76 I don't remember 60 At least the last month 24 Just started playing within the last month 18 How many chapters have you completed? Just under a quarter of players have played over 1000 chapters, meaning they're basically all caught up with everything. The majority of players have played over 750 chapters. Chapters Played Number 750-999 442 1000+ 369 500-749 326 250-499 242 Under 250 151 Have you ever bought diamonds? A majority of players have purchased diamonds. Bought Diamonds? Number Yes 919 No 590 Maybe 47 Have you ever bought keys? Most players have not purchased keys, however. Bought Keys? Number No 977 Yes 541 Maybe 36 How did you find out about Choices the game? Method Number App Store/Google Play 643 Mobile Ad 494 Older Pixelberry Game 373 Social Media 197 Word-of-mouth 107 Here are some other reasons people listed: I was just searching for games that have "choices" and this naturally came out in my search for "choices game" My friend had Pinterest boards for Choices books and I was intrigued lol Searched for lesbian romance games on reddit Used to play episode, jumped ship when I found bettee Downloading Choices got me a coin reward in another game I played. Then I got hooked to Choices and haven't played the other game in months lmfao Was playing episode initially and got bored when I ran out of keys so I downloaded another story app From choice of games tex based CYOA game books, i wanted a game that had more visual and found choices in the play store I got told of it by friends and played Choices to mock it. Didn't expect it to actually be good My mom installed it so I was curious what it was. Turned out, it was fate! How do you like Choices the game overall? Overall across 1550 ratings people's average for the game came out to be 4. 40 out of 5. Any suggestions for improvements or changes to Choices the game? Multiple savegames per book like episode that you can switch at any time. 2) A subscription model where you can buy a book for a reasonable price and have ALL diamond options in that book unlocked. A better/neutral/bad content system for people who purchased premium scenes or not. From what I played most of the books are either you pay and get content or dont pay and the book feels like a minute long. Also make choices that have more rewarding/punishing consequences. Not many books have those. As much as I’m a sucker for romance, I would really love more of a variety of book genres. The weddings, babies, and country yeehaw is getting excessive. I would also love more diverse sex scenes (i. e. MC being a top), and more consistent with the characters’ genders. Lastly, can we switch up the flirting dialogue?! Not so direct and straightforward all the time? It can sound so cringeworthy and unnatural. Diamond/Keys aren’t as plentiful as they should be. buying them shouldn’t be a requirement for a solid ending Do better for the LGBTQ+ community. More diverse characters, including more explicitly trans characters. Less genderlocking. Prioritize quality of content over quantity. Make diamond choices count. Either include more options for lesbians and male players or stop teasing those options in advertisements Every series should have more than one book and also many side-stories like The Freshman. When you tap on Browse by series and only find one book in one series. It looks very strange and empty. No serie should be left alone even if it is unpopular. I hope Perfect Match comes back and The Royal series should never end, maybe after The Royal Heir it comes The Royal Academy. And I am waiting for Hero Volume 2. Grittier stories. Add swear words. We can kill people and fuck people but we can't say "fuck"? Stupid. I feel like the diamond choices are getting out of control. Instead of adding flavour to the story, like outfits, pets, steamy scenes with LIs, etc. they’re now hiding bits of the story that could be important like information your character should already know, spending any sort of time with your LI, etc. behind a paywall. It feels like by the time a book is finished, you have to pay $50 to read the whole thing, which is ridiculous. I know this isn’t really in their control, but I just wish they would stop ending popular books that people like, such as Nightbound, The Elementalists, and Platinum. I know budget can be an issue, but they need to be more transparent with us instead of waiting until the very last chapter to reveal that there won’t be a sequel. I wish they could be more comfortable writing what they love without much financial concerns. I'd like to see their real vision of ATV before it got scrapped for example. Also, the fluffy books might be released in balance with other genres that I consider great but generally not generating enough money, like Nightbound. Lastly, diamond routes could be better like they did with TC&TF where our Choices are still matter without them diamonds. I’d say ungenderlock some books, but that’s asking too much. I’d say add a bookmark feature where you can replay your favourite chapter anytime (cost 2 keys though). I'd like more asexual options, like in TE. I'm not asexual myself, but sometimes I just don't like any of the LIs or want to play a book without romance. Less genderlocked romance books, and better treatment for the female LIs. LIs/Characters with more personality. Lately a lot of the books have really dull side characters without any defining traits, which means I'm not invested in the story. PtR is the worst for this, along with AME and SK. On the flip side, I thought the characters from ES and tCatF were really well fleshed out for the most part. Maybe let us store more keys than 2 maybe 5? More female LIs. I don't want to sound greedy but it would be nice to have a choice of female LIs a little more often. The ability to see where you have made purchases without playing through the story again would be useful, even if it just said 'In this book you have purchased 1 Casual Outfit and 2 additional scenes' or something like that. Multiple partners in the ending and gender option for all the books. No more forced LIs, no more LIs getting all the screen time and pushing the others out of the story, and let us choose our sexuality at the beginning to prevent unwanted advances Stop favoring one love interest over the others. Focus more on character development and the plot instead of more romance. Wrap up underperforming stories better, rather than ending them abruptly with dozens of loose ends and unfulfilling conclusions. Yes, tell whoever keeps doing it to stop writing that a character's lips "quirk" into a smile. It has become so overused, especially in recent books, and every time I see it I go into a rage because I hate that phrase. I hate it. I absolutely detest it because it is horrible. I get so angry when it appears. It's not something anybody says. It's something that you read in Twilight and then again in 50 Shades of Grey. If I wanted to read Twilight or 50 Shades of Grey I'd stick my head into a vat of boiling acid. I should not have to read about mouths acting like eyeballs at any moment. Nobody should. If you are going to borrow a writerly quirk from another author, please choose an author who isn't objectively terrible. It does not make your writing better. It does not make your stories more interesting. I'm sure you're proud of yourself, but it's lazy writing and more importantly it's terrible writing. Remember, not everybody is a freak about this stuff, and they probably don't remember that it's there. So what are you including it for? The people who don't mind it don't remember, and the people who mind do remember. You'll make me so happy if you stop that. Also, please, it's terrible writing and will improve how people feel about the stories. Community Questions Did you create a Reddit account just to participate in r/Choices? About a third of all Reddit users created an account just for the community! Answer Number No 906 Yes 370 No Reddit Account 226 How long have you been subscribed to r/Choices or been part of the community? The majority of users just joined our community within the last year. Answer Number At least the last year 319 At least the last 6 months 216 At least the last 3 months 205 Just joined within the last month 171 At least the last 9 months 147 At least the last month 134 I don't remember 122 Since the beginning 26 How often do you visit r/Choices on average? The vast majority of members visit our subreddit weekly, and almost half, daily. Answer Number A few times a week 424 Daily 379 Multiple times a day 289 When I see a post while browsing Reddit 131 Weekly 122 Monthly 58 When I get a notification 22 The number one reason people put was discussion threads, followed by memes and news and the friendly community. Here are some other answers: Thirsty b*tches i can relate to i find it cringey at times but i’m impressed at how devoted n positive people are in this subreddit The fact I can ask something I don't understand and someone else could answer it. The memes hit - like they brighten up my day literally everything, its so creative lol i love yall Everything lul, as long as it has to do with a book series I have read. It’s nice seeing people having the same opinions as me about the chapters/ characters Debriefing after chapters Seeing pictures of people’s customisable MCs/LIs etc to help me decide which one to pick the memes are HILARIOUS How often do you change your userflair on r/Choices? A majority of respondents have userflair on the subreddit, but most change it infrequently. Answer Number I don't have any userflair 628 Rarely 316 Never, I've picked one and am sticking with it 219 Occasionally 157 Very often 26 How do you like r/Choices the community overall? The average rating people had for the subreddit was 4. 11, out of 1 to 5. What other online platforms do you talk with others about Choices? No surprise, Tumblr was the most popular one here with almost half of respondents here being active on there. Followed by the Wikia/Fandom, Instagram, Twitter, and Youtube. The overlap between Facebook, Discord, and Amino is rather low since all were fewer than 15%. Any suggestions for improvements or changes to r/Choices? Most of these changes are regarding the community and other members rather than things mods can do, but here they are! A reminder that for threads where there are personal attacks, etc... please report the comments in question. We get something like a thousand comments a day and there's no way we can read through all of them, so reporting helps bring things to our attention. Same thing goes for reposts. A masterthread for "They shouldn't let me name things" posts Actually read threads that are already in existence, and don’t just make a new one. Less low effort/meme posts As impossible as it is, more open mindedness about others' opinions. Guys who are upset with some books being Genderlocked get shut down and even harassed for such a simple opinion. bring back disco jax!! People need to stop being so reluctant to criticism and getting upset any time someone says PB is problematic. Bring Tantrum Thursdays back!!!! Let us rant if we want to, stop trying to shut down criticism of the app. Nope, this is one of my favorite communities and Subreddits. For every book that someone doesn't like, someone likes that book. Whenever a subreddit starts to gang up on a book, someone probably loses the will to talk about said book. I'm not saying that bad things shouldn't be discussed. I'm just saying theres got to be sort of compromise to make someone want to talk about a book they're reading rather than being scared they'll be bullied for not following the crowd or something. If that makes sense? Higher mod activity, so we can avoid multiple people uploading the same thing over and over, and this is a long shot, but it would be really cool to ban the people downvoting just because. Stop shitting on books the second they are announced and stop overhyping things, downvoting for disagreeing with your LIs I like the tournament style book vs book, character vs character things you guys have. Just keep on being friendly 😂😘 Keep up the good work, guys, y'all are amazing kill the mods. replace them with bots. make r/choices great Mod Chazz Need to bring more artist into this community and spread our influences. Love the subreddit, keep up the great work! More memes!!!! While I feel that our community is generally civil and respectful, some of y’all are just... sigh. I haven’t been as active anymore because people get so defensive and aggressive, even though I feel that I make myself clear in explaining myself. It’s usually when topics like racism - specifically anti-Blackness - come up. It’s just a shame because as progressive as Choices is compared to other media, the community could improve with open mindedness and learning. Surveys, March Madness--any type of polling really. I like taking surveys, so thank you for making this one! No! I’d just like to thank the mods who have been keeping this subreddit alive Surprised at the results and answers? Expecting them? Want to give your own hot take? Comment below!

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Beneath us movie trailer.
Just caught the first two episodes of this and its more subtle than this truly terrible trailer implies. Not entirely convinced yet, but am willing to give it a go... Just saying. Edit: So is Adrian Edmonson playing his own wifes husband in this.

Oh yea i remember watching some of really bad, had to turn it off. Is this out yet. Did I just watch the whole movie?🤣. Beneath us movie 2019. Beneath us synonym.

20 minutes in and its like a poorly directed, acted and scripted Lifetime movie. Im out

These people have no idea how to make a trailer lmao. Trigger Warning: Parody ahead. Also, this is a loooong fucking review, even by my standards. Like, I’m kind of embarrassed about how long it is? Is this a surefire sign that I am emotionally disturbed? Probably. But there is A LOT going on with this bag and therefore lots and lots of details to cover. For those who hate long reviews, do not despair and/or bitch in the comments — I’ve included tl;drs for each section. For the others, I wanted to be nauseatingly thorough, as this bag has never been reviewed on RL before. I hope that by going as tediously in-depth as possible, like the pedantic fart I am, this review can also serve as a sort of QC guide for the newer style LDs, whether they be studded, Supple, and/or block-charmed. Abandon your evening plans all ye who enter here. Sorry about all the links, clover_negroni. 📕 Dedication 📕 In honor of Recency bodice-rippers, rakish dukes and steel wrapped in velvet. Without you, I would not be the perv I am today. And for u/dodon4e, who held my hand through many tortured weeks of Lady Dior indecision, braved the depths of TPF with me, and pretty much personifies the ton. 📕 Preface 📕 Item: Christian Dior - Lady Dior Supple - Black Calfskin with Aged Gold Studded Cannage Motif & Block Charms - Medium/24cm [SS17] To clear up any potential confusion before we get to the Accuracy section, I feel it’s important to note that Dior released similar versions of this bag within this collection, as well as in later seasons: the medium size in lambskin with classic charms and zipper closure and lambskin with classic charms and flap closure, in addition to the small and mini which were exclusively made in lamb with flap closures, both in classic and block charm styles. Their construction is a bit different than that of the version I am reviewing here. Factory: Angel Seller: TS Redden It is my understanding that Redden is not accepting new customers at this time. If you don’t have Redden already, you can still purchase this bag from TS Heidi, Oli, Martha, Tong, Vken, or one of the Lindashians. Price: ¥3820 RMB Factory Price: ¥3500 Commission: ¥300 Domestic Shipping: ¥20 Payment Method: Alipay via TB link, $21 fee Shipping: EMS, ¥320 (shipped with another item; would have been ¥280 if shipped by itself) Timeline: July 12 - Inquired about a few different My Lady Dior bags. Asked Redden if she thought GF or Angel was higher quality for the Lady Dior. She said she would be receiving a bag from Angel the next day and would get back to me with her thoughts. I didn’t hear back from her right away because she decided to take some time off, according to her Moments. July 18 - Saw PSPs of the studded LD in Redden’s Moments. Heart stopped. Messaged her immediately. July 19 - Redden tells me Angel is best quality (“very soft”) and gives me the price. I inquire about the 20cm version because, holy shit, the 24cm is $600 shipped. July 22 - Decide to get the 24cm as initially planned, as it was only ¥100 more expensive and frankly the 20cm lambskin looks like geriatric balls. Messaged Redden to confirm the size. July 25 - Paid July 26 - Confirmed payment with Redden. Confirmed shipping info. August 2 - Received PSP for bag and tracking info August 4 - Received PSP for other item August 5 - Posted and processed through Guangzhou August 8 - Inbound into US customs August 9 - Cleared customs August 10 - Delivered 📕 Bag Porn 📕 💋 REP 💋 My Photos — Photos have been taken over the course of a few months, as I was seriously dragging my ass with this review. Hence they show the bag in a range of conditions, from brand new to 1-4 months of W&T. Video of handles Rep vs Auth Photo Collages Rep Batch Comparison — u/dodon4e placed her order for the same studded LD from AF/Redden about a day after me. Mine was the last one in stock, so she had to wait for the next batch (AF takes eons to restock, FYI). Quality of both is great, but there are a few minor differences between the two, all of which I’ve pointed out in the photo captions. Please note that at the time these photos were taken, my LD had already suffered through about 4 months of heavy wear, whereas u/dodon4e ’s LD was still less than a week old. Mod Shots WIMB PSP I don’t have factory photos, as I ordered this based off of PSPs I saw in Redden’s moments. Here are stock photos of the 20cm lambskin version. I believe both sizes come in a few different colors. 💋 AUTH 💋 Brag My Bag Fashionphile Vestaire Collective I Vestaire Collective II Vestaire Collective III Imgur album of various references from TPF, blogs and resale sites YouTube review of the Mini version 📕 Epigraph 📕 ”It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a fashionable woman in possession of no fortune, must be in want of a rep. ” 📕 Prologue 📕 Miss Elizabetch Blackbush-Harcourt-Rutherford-Taylor cupped the parcel’s derriere to hold it more intimately against her breast. She ascended the stairs cautiously at first, then quickened her pace to take the steps two at a time, finally entering a canter as she crossed the threshold of her apartment. She could see the glow of the dining room in the distance. The gas jets had been turned low. Her pulse jumped. They were alone. Elizabetch stalked across the wide entrance room, then placed the box on a dark-wood sideboard on which burned two ornate silver candelabras, their candles dripping, burned half-way down. The soft radiance illuminated the parcel a pale golden brown and cast faintly guttering shadows across its cardboard. She slipped a finger beneath the shipping label, goose flesh racing along her arms as it lifted. She shivered. Elizabetch pressed the tip of her exacto knife into the parcel’s secret center until she felt it’s iron-hard extension penetrate the packing tape. Suddenly, overcome with the urgent, pulsating need to reach the culmination of a month-long ordering process, she thrust her blade to the hilt. With her lustful gaze focused on the portal to her RepLady secret, she slowly pried apart the box’s turgid flaps. At long last, the box opened before her like a rosebud at first bloom, exposing the dust bag within. Silence drew out between them. Elizabetch trembled, but she knew it was fear and not the damp air that crept across her flesh. What if the Lady was not as stunning as it appeared in factory photos? Had she QC’d thoroughly enough? She plunged her hands into the dark depths of the box and pulled out the contents from within. Her hands, quivering, loosened the drawstring. Relief washed over her as she slipped off the dust bag, revealing the obsidian beauty staring back at her. Elizabetch shuddered. As she lifted it by the handles to carry it down the hall, Lady Dior’s charms made a soft tinkling sound as if to say, Do I please you, Betch? They pressed into the bedchamber. The room was cast in gloom, the heavy silken curtains drawn against the late afternoon sunshine, but nonetheless the Lady’s antique gold hardware glimmered. Tenderly, Elizabetch laid her conquest on the bed. In breathless anticipation of their first tryst, she had already arranged her supplies on the nightstand earlier that morning. She gave another lingering caress to the Lady before her, then carefully applied a dollop of lotion to the soft Prussian blue fibers of her AmazonBasics general purpose cleaning cloth. Elizabetch bent to massage conditioner deep inside the cleft of Lady Dior’s flap, then smoothed upward to the vulnerable spot where its suede lining began. Over every square inch of its petal-soft exterior, she buffed in the age-old rhythm of leather care, then rose up to meet the apex of its top handle. The Lady beneath her now gleamed, its lush curves slick with Cadillac where Eizabetch’s microfiber towel had pressed and slid across its bare calfskin. She could see it now—the heady mixture of sheen and softness that told her a handbag was almost saturated with conditioner. Never one to deny a bag, she flipped the towel to massage away excess product, ruthlessly holding back her own rising need for release. “Ahem. ” Elizabetch’s eyes widened with alarm, chasing away the raging passion of only seconds earlier. She bit off a curse and discreetly pulled the sheet over Lady Dior. Even in the low light of the bedchamber, she instantly recognized her boyfriend’s stiffly erect figure, standing just inside the closed door. “Oh, hey, angel! Just, uh, making up the bed! Wasn’t expecting you this early! ” Her boyfriend shot a pointed glance at the lump under the sheets before giving Elizabetch a quizzical look. “Really, babe. You gotta stop doing weird shit with your bags. Dinner will be ready in 20. ” 📕 Chapter 1 📕 💋 Quality - 9. 5/10 💋 First Impressions: Well, I’ll be damned. This is a fucking marvelous bag. In previous reviews, I’ve mentioned my desire for reps that fool not only others, but also myself into believing they are real. And, guys, we’ve caught a live one. Hook me up to the polygraph, dose me with sodium thiopental, and ask me if I bought this shit from a Japanese luxury consignment shop on Rakuten. I will tell you “HELL YES” and I will pass with flying colors. It looks expensive. It feels expensive. It has an AURA, man. Best smelling rep I’ve ever purchased. Seriously, it had the most intoxicating leather scent right out of the box, and continues to smell divine weeks later. Even when I shove my head inside the freaking bag I can’t pick up on even the slightest hint of fufu. Unfortunately, this bag could have been packaged better. It arrived with some dents in the top handles. I won’t dock points for this under Quality, as I don’t believe it was the factory’s fault (the damage wasn’t visible in PSPs), but I do wish the handles had been wrapped or somehow padded for shipping. There was no other damage or scratches to the leather or hardware, aside from a dent in one of the quilts which has since worked its way out. Materials: The calfskin is to die for. So velvety soft, with a beautiful sheen. No need for conditioner here (but I did it anyway). For me, this is tied with 187 King lambskin for the best leather in RepLand. Note that it’s not so delicate as to make one completely neurotic, but it’s not impervious to scratches, either. The suede lining is absolutely gorgeous, too. Incredibly soft and smooth. It took to the dye beautifully for a consistent pitch black color. The hardware — and there’s a lot of it — is substantial with a great weight to it. It’s all tightly secured, with nary a loose stud. The lobster clasps on the guitar strap are strong, fully functional, and swivel a full 360 degrees. The interior zipper runs smoothly. The color and distressing of the metalware is consistent throughout. The strap came kink-free and isn’t at all stiff, the way some rep straps can be. It’s made of the same leather as the rest of the bag. Craftsmanship: The handles feel satisfyingly solid and sturdy. They are precisely shaped. The quilts are all of uniform size and puffiness. The cannage is perfectly aligned on all sides, as well as on the flap. The stitching is perfect, as far as I can tell. It’s the neatest I’ve seen on any of my reps, including 187, GF, Marble and Nickloe. The engravings on the grommets and lobster clasps are all plenty crisp. The interior “Christian Dior” and MII heat stamps are remarkably neat. The date code stamp is a bit of a mess, but idgaf as it is hidden inside the zipper pocket. -0. 25 The glazing along the top edge of the bag is seriously chunky at the corners. It’s a little thick on the auth, as well, but mine has an extra bit of wabi-sabi flair in the form of lumpiness. 25 Sadly, one of the handle grommets is a bit crooked. It’s only noticeable when looking at the backside of the hardware because the “screws” aren’t level. Not going to rend my clothes over it, as I’ve seen auths with much jauntier grommets. tl;dr: This is an incredibly well-constructed bag. It feels substantial and very durable, and the materials feel wonderfully luxurious. Overall, the craftsmanship shows an exceptional attention to detail. [-0. 25] reduction for a slightly tilted grommet on the back of the bag, and another [-0. 25] for the spots of inelegant glazing. 📕 Chapter 2 📕 💋 Accuracy - 6. 25/10 💋 I want to give this bag a 9. 5/10 so bad, y’all. My heart tells me this bag is a 9. 5/10. The overall impression of this bag is that of an authentic. To anyone unfamiliar with the finer details of this exact style (so, ya know, most everybody), it passes with flying colors. But, as we all know, the devil is in the details. So while I am absolutely loath to give a beautiful, totally passable bag the accuracy score that I have, I do not wish to perpetuate the rating inflation that I myself have moaned about on this sub ( “10/10, not a literal plague vector”). I‘m going to borrow u/gotwagoons terrific rating system from her 187 WOC review, in the hopes that it will keep me honest: -1 if the difference is immediately obvious when placed next to an auth. 5 if the difference would be noticed by a casual buyer trying to authenticate a preloved bag through images before purchasing. 25 if the differences require side-by-side, place-the-bags-in-the-exact-positions comparisons, or could be spotted by a seasoned authenticator. Basically, if I feel like a crazy person pointing it out, it’ll be -0. 25. I am not going to count the serial number as inaccurate; only the features of the bag. Please also note that while I have some experience with auth LDs, I have never seen the studded version in person. Shape & Dimensions: The overall shape and proportions are damn near perfect. Since this is the unstructured Supple version, the shape changes slightly depending on how the bag is stuffed — it looks a bit different in each auth reference photo. This rep is definitely in the range: very square from the front, with a gentle A-line shape to the sides. The bag features tonal topstitching along the side seams, which is correct for the calfskin version. It gives a more structured shape and sharper edges than the lambskin version, which features retourne-style seams. Based on side-by-side photo comparisons, it appears the rep may be a smidgen taller than auth (the studded LD is supposed to be a hair shorter than the Timeless LD). However, when I measured the bag, the dimensions were within the range of authentic according to various stats online: 9. 5” W x 7. 5” H x 4. 5” D at the base. 25 The top handle drop should be 4” according to the internet. Mine measures at about 3-⅞”. I don’t think a few millimeters’ difference is anything to cry about. This could very well be within the authentic’s range of variation. I suspect, however, that it is because the O-rings attaching the handles are not quite long enough. -1. 00 Something nutty is going on with the guitar strap. It’s the correct shape, although a bit wider than auth at 52mm (one of the Vestaire listings has a photo with a measuring tape showing 46mm). That’s no big deal to me, as by sight it looks about the same width as auth. The issue is the length. The same Vestaire seller posted a photo measuring the length of the strap — including the clasps — and it appeared to be about 111-112cm. Mine measures at about 114cm. Close enough, right? Well this is where it gets weird. On another site (I forget where), I read that the strap drop should be 16”. Mine is more than 20”! So basically, I have no fucking idea what is going on. Was the site that listed a 16” drop measuring only to the top of the handles? Possibly. I don’t know to what degree it’s off, but any way you slice it, it’s too long. And unfortunately it feels ludicrously long — even when worn crossbody. Thankfully, I only ever intended to carry this bag by hand or in the crook of my arm, so the length is no big shake for me personally. Handles: The handles are shaped perfectly. They aren’t too thick or horseshoe-shaped, like those seen on many low- and mid-tier reps. They may be a hair narrower than auth, but it’s hard to say for sure. The beveled edge at the bottom of the handles is correctly and sharply angled. On the inner side of the handle, there are 2 stitches between the top of the round grommet and the start of the bevel, same as auth. There seems to be a bit more side-to-side handle movement than on most of the authentic LDs I played with at the boutique. This is a known flaw with LD reps. Initially, however, I didn’t have a problem with this. You see, I’ve only handled auth Timeless, My ABCDior and My Lady Diors, all of which have the classic charms and a structured design. Based on some photos I’ve found online of auth LDs with the block charms, I figured this version of the HW has more play than the classic type. Mental gymnastics also led me to the conclusion that the Supple LDs, regardless of HW style, have floppier handles because the overall squishability means they get jostled around more when handling the bag. But then I saw u/dodon4e ’s studded LD, also from AF. Her handles are stiff as a damn bored! This of course tore asunder my carefully constructed self-deception and set me down a path of lifelong bitterness. THAT SAID, I still want to believe my handles are fiiiiiine, guys, and my bag is not a hopeless dud — after all, there are worse-looking auths! — so I’m not deducting any points. My heart can’t take it. The handles aren’t jiggly enough to be too bothersome. They mostly stay in place when I stand them up straight. At least that’s what I’ve been trying to tell myself. Leather: Guys, have I mentioned that this bitch is SOFT? Like, so fucking soft that I upon receiving it I had a minor freak out that it was lamb instead of calf? Well, my dudes, it is calf. I had Redden confirm. It’s just the nicest friggin calf I have ever encountered on a rep. Like, auth Fendi level soft. SOFT. Based on photos of the authentic, the texture, finish, and color are right on the money. Like auth, the calf is completely smooth with the prettiest sheen and dyed a nice deep shade of black. Cannage Motif: Apologies in advance — I wasn’t able to figure out a less convoluted way to describe and discuss the stud pattern. The diamonds have the correct number of studs: 5 studs per diamond-side, some with 4 studs inside. Each inner stud aligns with the diamond-side studs in their respective quadrant/side of the diamond point (if that makes any fucking sense at all). The quilts have the perfect amount of puff. The pattern aligns the same way as auth on all sides. The guitar strap has the correct number of diamonds (22). The cannage pattern on the front and back of the bag has the correct number of diamonds. It alternates rows of diamonds with 4 studs inside and rows of “empty” diamonds. On the front and back there are 5 “empty” diamond quilts across and 4. 75 “empty” down. There are 4 full studded diamonds across with ¾ studded diamonds on either end, and 4. 5 studded diamonds down. 50 The cannage on the sides is so close to perfection, but not quite there. It is accurate insofar as there are the correct number of diamonds (1 “empty” diamond across at the top, 3 across at the bottom, and 4. 75 down, alternating with 2 full studded diamonds across and 4 studded down). However the two “^” shapes at the bottom each have one extra stud per side. The “^” should be comprised of 3 studs total, but on my rep they are 5. 00 The cannage pattern on the flap closure is likely incorrect. It is really hard to find clear images showing the top flap in its entirety. In fact, I couldn’t find a single one online. These were the best photos I could scrape together. The pattern on my flap appears to match those in the pics from Brag My Bag and Spotted Fashion, but not those in the multiple photos I found on TPF and Vestaire Collective (see above album for explanation of discrepancies). While it’s possible that Dior was inconsistent in their cannage pattern across batches and both are correct, I am inclined to believe that this is an inaccuracy in the rep. My Theory: I believe Angel, as a spin-off of GF, is among the factories that purchase authentics to reverse engineer. BUT this particular LD style was discontinued before Angel opened for business. If that is in fact the case (please correct me if I’m wrong), Angel is able to reverse engineer the basic construction of this bag based on similar models they have access to, but have to go off of photos to replicate some of the particulars like the stud pattern on the flap. The BMB and SF images — which match my rep — appear to be official Dior release/e-commerce pics, and, as we all know, many brands alter their product photos to screw with counterfeiters. I’d wager Angel used these photos as a reference, and it resulted in an inaccuracy. Hardware: I truthfully cannot tell if the gold-tone is accurate or not. The auth color looks different in nearly every reference photo I’ve found online. Sometimes I think the rep is a little too warm, but I really can’t say for certain so I won’t deduct any points. The degree of distressing seems to match that of some auth photos, but it appears more antiqued in others on resale sites. This can probably be chalked up to W&T. The oval grommets, round grommets and O-rings on the handles seem to all be accurate in size, shape and thickness, at least roughly. The studs likewise appear to be the correct shape, but perhaps are negligibly larger in size. The oval grommets are accurately placed in line with the top row of “empty” diamonds, each centered between the two outermost diamonds on their respective side. They are attached a hair closer to the top edge of the bag than they are on auth. The “CD” engravings are centered just above the 4 studs inside the diamonds of the row below. One of the grommets on the back of the bag isn’t perfectly centered over the 4 studs, but it’s close enough for jazz. 25 The “CD” engravings on the front of the oval grommets look good enough to me in terms of size, thickness and depth, although the auth typeface appears to feature a stronger vertical stress (stroke contrast). On the reverse side, they are correctly engraved to give the effect of two screwheads. This is consistent with auth, which no longer uses actual, visible screws to attach the grommets. The “screws” look to be of a good size and are engraved with the appropriate thinness. The charms appear to be the correct size and drop length. The bottoms of the “D” and “I” accurately hit about midway down the fourth row of diamonds, between the 4 center studs, and the bottoms of the “O” and “R” land just past the halfway point of the third row. I can’t find any fault in the shape or thickness of the letters. The large O-ring affixing the charms appears to be about the correct size, but it may be a teensy bit thicker than auth. It’s hard to tell based on photos alone. It looks accurate compared to some pics, but not others. The rings for each individual charm are accurate in size, shape and thickness. 25 The lobster clasps are close enough in size and shape to auth for me, although there appear to be some very slight differences. Frankly, I don’t think they are even worth spelling out here. “Dior” is engraved on both sides of the D-ring, as it should be, however the font is a bit off. Most notably, the “D” is more square-shaped on the rep. The feet are the correct size and shape for this style of HW. They should look like teeny metal flans. The medium LDs with classic HW, on the other hand, typically feature tapered dome-shaped feet (although there are probably exceptions to even this). 25 The placement of the feet is not quite right, but very, very close. When looking at the front of the bag, the feet are accurately placed in line with the second outermost column of studs. However, when you look at the side of the bag, the feet should be placed just outside of the outermost bottom stud on their respective side. On my rep they are placed on the opposite side of that stud (farther from the stitching). This may be due in part to the extra studs on the sides of the bag. Interior: The interior walls and flap are accurately lined in a black suede with a soft velvet nap. It has a delicate feel, like a high-quality sheepskin suede. Dior’s suede linings are soft as soft can be, and this certainly feels as luxe as it should. The base of the bag is lined with black calfskin, as it should be, however it appears to be a different, tougher leather than the exterior of the bag. I’m not sure if this is the case with auth, as well, but I don’t care either way because you really can only notice a difference if you are touching both the interior and exterior at the same time. It looks fine and literally no one ever — including myself after completing this review — will ever pet the bottom of my bag’s interior. The interior is set up the same as auth, with a wide suede-lined zipper pocket under the flap on one side and a large suede patch pocket with glazed top edge on the other. The zipper pull is black calf, same as auth, and is the correct shape and size. It feels very solid. The interior label, like auth, is black calf with tonal stitching and gold foil heat stamps. It looks to be about the right size and shape, with nice rounded corners and neat stitching. 25 The “Christian Dior” typeface is a smidge off the mark — it should be squatter and rounder (the “C” jumps out, especially). Considering how abysmal the “s” usually is in most rep stamps, I was pleasantly surprised with mine. The “PARIS” and MII typefaces look good, but admittedly I am shit at QCing fonts. I’ve said it before, but it bears repeating: I am not one for date codes and serial numbers, as I am not an aspiring scam artist. However, I am going to comment on the date code here just to avoid future PMs asking me about it, and because I’m trying to make it into the Guinness Book of World Records for Longest Fucking Review. The date code is in the correct location (sewn into the interior zipper pocket) and in the correct format (00-XY-0000). The font is wrong and it is oriented incorrectly (upside down), but I refuse to dock points for such irrelevant flaws. If my rep’s date code were to be believed, the bag was manufactured in April 2017, which seems to be appropriate for this collection. I think the “BO” indicates that the bag was made in one of the Italian factories (most LDs are MII, although a few are MIS), so that’s neat. No fucking clue what the first two digits represent, but they’re there. tl;dr: The shape of the bag and top handles is accurate, although the detachable guitar strap is too long and wide [-1. 00] and the handle drop is off by a few mm [-0. 25]. The calfskin exterior and suede lining are both accurate in terms of color, finish, texture and handfeel. The studded cannage motif is mostly accurate, however there are a few flaws in the pattern on the sides of the bag [-0. 50] and the flap closure [-1. 00]. The hardware is generally all accurate in terms of color, finish, size, shape, placement and engravings, although the location of the feet is not entirely correct [-0. 25], and there are slight typeface inaccuracies in the engravings on the lobster clasps [-0. 25] and oval grommets [-0. The interior matches auth in nearly all aspects save for the “Christian Dior” heat stamp, which is in a slightly different typeface than the authentic [-0. 📕 Epilogue 📕 💋 Satisfaction - 10/10 💋 Ok, so let’s be real: the accuracy of this rep leaves something to be desired. That said, the only glaring issue I see is the cannage pattern on the flap. This is ultimately a minor flaw in my book. For one, this bag is no longer in production and it’s not commonly seen out in the wild. I doubt anybody (ok, maybe like two people on the face of the planet? ) know from memory the exact quantity and placement of studs on the flap. Even if some deranged snob has it out for me and seeks out photographic evidence that my bag is a rep, I wish them luck finding authentic references to prove it. It took me HOURS of digging to find the few poor quality photos of partially-obscured flaps that I did. Besides, the flaw is mostly hidden when the flap is tucked inside the bag. FWIW, as I know some people read a lot into these things, this rep has only received glowing compliments from SAs at various luxury boutiques. A gal at Burberry even told me the bag “made her day” (didn’t make her a sale, though — nothing personal, I’m just working with a Western Girl kind of budget). So fuck it. All in all, I am absolutely tickled with this bag. It’s gorgeous. Although a few inaccuracies are certainly present, quality is frankly more important to me than accuracy. Since this bag has quality in spades, shit is copacetic. It holds everything I need, and the flap closure makes it a breeze to use. The updated style offers the perfect balance of edgy cool girl and ladylike sophisticate. While I’ve always liked the classic Lady Dior, I had been hesitant to purchase as I wasn’t convinced the formal, hyper-feminine design would fit my lifestyle and aesthetic. Once I saw that Angel was repping Maria Grazia Chiuri’s brilliant twist on the LD, I knew I had to have it. I love a bag rich in history, and I especially enjoy when it’s a polarizing variation on a theme. In summary, I adore this bag. 📕 Afterword 📕 💋 Bonus Wear & Tear 💋 I have horrendous luck with rep hardware. Virtually every high-tier bag I’ve purchased has had major hardware problems. Over the course of one month alone, the handle broke on my Nickloe X-Lite, the zipper stop popped off my GF Puzzle, and the zipper pull broke off my 187 King Trendy WOC. So naturally, I thought, hey! Why shouldn’t my most expensive rep to date be absolutely encrusted with metalware? Literally hundreds of tiny pieces, all ready betray me at any given moment? What can I say. I like to live dangerously. Watch as I defiantly thumb my nose at the Fates. But so far, so good. The only trouble the hardware has given me is of the relationship variety. It inspired my boyfriend to make some “blinged out granny bag” commentary when he first saw it, and we didn’t speak for the rest of the night. I’ve been slowly poisoning his morning workout smoothies ever since. After wearing this bag half to death for 4 months, the glazing cracked at one of the corners. I chose not to dock any Quality points for this as it’s completely my fault — I had it squished into a suitcase for the duration of an international flight, which warped the bag and put a lot of stress on that portion of the edge paint, in addition to lifting the formerly perfect lining from the sides of the interior. I’m super bummed about it, though. The leather itself has held up well to normal wear and tear, with only a few shallow scratches. I did put an extra dent or two in the top handles by setting it rather precariously on the edge of my kitchen island, which led to a tumble and the bag landing handles-first on hardwood. Finally, I was reminded last night that nothing is safe from my cat’s demonic maw. The handles finally fell victim to this hellspawn, like the many other fallen I’ve mentioned in previous reviews. Should I just put him down already? Y/N. Suffice to say, I’ve ridden this thing hard and put it up wet, but it’s proving to be a durable little number. Since this is the Supple version, it has broken in a bit with use and become less structured. I’ve ordered this Samorga organizer to protect the suede lining and prevent the bag from losing its shape over time (or at least more than it already has). This has honestly been one of my best rep purchases to date in terms of quality and longevity, and will be the first of many Angel Factory purchases for me — I’ve already received a TdJ Book Tote and have my eye on a medium lambskin LD next. 📕 Acknowledgements 📕 💋 Seller Communication and Service - 9. 75/10 💋 Redden was fabulous to work with, as per usual. Once she got back from her sick leave, she was quick to respond and provided valuable insights on quality. Her Angel Factory prices are the best I’ve seen, and she provided thorough PSPs. I am only docking -0. 25 because I had her ship direct, and whoever packaged it did not adequately protect the handles. Unfortunately the damage is quite noticeable and, as far as I can tell, irreversible. I can feel the dents every time I pick up the bag. The handles are one of my favorite features of the Lady Dior, so the fact that they are not immaculate drives me a little batty. In hindsight, I probably should have requested full packaging, but I was concerned about seizure considering the price. Constructive Criticism in the Form of Steamy Purple Prose Welcome. 📕 The End 📕.

This is sick. Beneath us review. Beneath us weekly. A movie about a stranger telling you your dark secrets of other people and you got crazy thats not new. Lol. Beneath us full movie. Beneath us. Beneath us plot. Beneath us the movie. The epilogue is in for Match 3... The winner is Gioia Arancini, with a score of 74 to Yuigahama Kaito’s 73! Category Winner Point Totals Comments Popularity Tie 20 - 20 After a harrowing period under the low turnout threshold, we ended the match off with a 5-5 tie! Quality Gioia Arancini 28 -25 Reasoning JoJolity Yuigahama Kaito 26- 28 Reasoning With that, we must now sadly bid goodbye to Team Jupiter, the Civil Disobedients, the fifth team to be eliminated from Tournament 4. They started off strong, and had some of the most memorable matches in the first half of the tournament. In that spirit, even as their numbers dwindled, their impact didn’t in the slightest. Let’s take a moment to remember… 8th/7th Place: Djimon Ejigu and Lyra Wishly - These two were swamped against the Fairy Fellers in a 2v2 near the end of the first round, but that wasn’t the end of their stories! Djimon went on to found Uncivil Umbra and even defeated Electric Grapevine, another RETIRED competitor. As for Lyra, it’s said she took up Cryptid Hunting... 6th Place: Tom N. Place - The snake-tongued sleazebag made a pair of very impressive showings, even if he didn’t quite come out victorious in either. It started with a stalemate in Venice, and his partner in that same match fell victim to a bodyswap the next round, earning his RETIREment and abandonment. 5th Place: Baroness Malka - The boisterous Baroness had a pair of heated battles in very cold places. She shocked the competition with her adaptability in a ski chase worthy of a spy thriller, but even her adaptability couldn’t hold up against that of the ‘trout’ of Tierra del Fuego. 4th Place: Prince Johnny - The Prince came to Urban Uprising hoping to find love, but the people he encountered weren’t quite suited for that… First he came across a painter who rejected him, a figuratively two-dimensionally evil psychologist, and a literally two-dimensional image of God Himself; then he tested his athletic talent against a dog and a bull; and finally he seemed to find someone his age, but the middle-aged man who’d just stolen the body of a girl in her early twenties ultimately spelled his doom… Or did it?. Things like this tend to be more complicated than they seem. 3rd Place: Michelle Xu - The mysterious girl with a Strange Power was just as mysterious and strange to the rest of her teammates as she was to everyone else. Against the odds, she survived a plane crash, won a cooking competition, and then was never heard from again… 2nd Place: Donovan Ito-Rogers, better known as Fighter Jet - I guess even your heroes can have feet of clay. Sentai hero, or murderous vigilante? Looking at his matches, you might have seen the signs. Even when protecting a citizen, he caused some collateral damage, but still, that’s to be expected in the course of heroism, right? And there weren’t any red flags in a friendly futbol game against some farm animals, right? Yeah, he was a little rough with Prince Rupert and caused some collateral damage to Helena Beat’s garden, but really, his true colors weren’t revealed until Alarm Call forced the truth into the open and beat the vigilante down. 1st Place: Yuigahama Kaito - This hot-blooded rebel embodied the Civil Disobedients to a T. We’ve already mentioned his stalemate in Venice, and while he may have lost a battle overseen by the Mollusk, his body and Stand were on the winning side. When Tom abandoned him, Kaito ended up teaming up with an old adversary to take down a major member of Lyte and begin to bring out the truth of what was really happening. Back in Urban Uprising, he was able to win through ring-out a match worthy of Smash Bros or Shoal Calibur. After this, the sole Civil Disobedient left, Kaito reconnected with Djimon, and as a part of Uncivil Umbra he defeated Tom Alcove a second time. But even his streak had to end, and ultimately, it was another Fairy Feller, from the team that had bested him and brought out the best in him, who managed to do both in his final showing. Location - Detroit, Michigan: The familiar click of wheels on the sidewalk were muddled beneath the hustle and bustle of the city, but the crowded streets were no obstacle to Mylo Xyloto. He took a deep breath, his view panning around the skyline. “Ahh… it’s been too fuckin’ long! I missed this place. ” he spoke to himself, rolling through the streets with ease, at the deficit of the unfortunate passerby in front of him that he paid no mind to. It had been quite a while since he had been in his hometown of Detroit, having been swept up in all the serious business of the tournament. With Nate Selleck dead, much to Mylo’s pleasure, he could take a break from that Horde he was a part of, and take some time to “relax” in his own special way; though, he was still on call. Mylo spotted an alley breaking off from the sidewalk. Perfect, he thought. Prime territory for his next tag! He grabbed one of the spraycans off his bandolier and began eagerly shaking it, genuinely excited to make his mark on yet another dark and dirty wall. This city just wasn’t as lively with his murals painted over! As he rounded the corner, however, he noticed a distinct noise. The shaking of cans. The spraying of aerosol. No mistaking it, someone else was spraying in this alley. And there he saw them. Two people, a young man and a young woman were snickering to each other, wearing matching hoodies and spray-painting a wall. He looked up in anger, and he saw it: a large, messy, bubbly piece of graffiti reading "21S. " Mylo gritted his teeth, advancing on the two. "Hey! What the fuck are you doing, you pieces of shit?! Look at that mess! " The man turned towards Mylo, glancing towards the woman. He smirked, and stepped up to Mylo. “Ehhhhh? What, you talkin' to me chump? What, you got a problem with art?! ' Mylos face remained unchanged, pointing to his bandolier. "You fuckin' blind, dipshit?! I don't got a problem with art, I got a problem with you not only tagging on my turf, but being a fucking amateur! What, did you look up 'how to graffiti'' online this morning and buy the cheapest can of spray paint at the store, you prick?! " Mylo reeled his head back and slammed his forehead into the bridge of the man's nose, knocking him to the ground. Mylo rubbed his head. "'21S, huh… you're like a piece of shit swirling around a clogged toilet. I thought I fuckin' flushed you already! " The man whimpered, backing up on the ground. He got up quickly and tapped the woman's arm. "T-This guy's a real asshole! Let's go and tell the boss! " The two scurried away, Mylo watching them, and glancing back at the graffiti. He sighed, beginning to trail them. "I'll deal with this shit later… for now, let's figure out why these fuckers are still kicking. " Location - Detroit Metropolitan Airport, Michigan: Passengers in various states of wakefulness went to pick up their bags from the conveyor belt, stepping forth and retreating in an ebb and flow. A bit away from this traffic, M. I. A. stood against a wall. Her eyes flitted between the electronic doors which travellers streamed through and the monitors on the wall. Despite the early time of day, she bounced on the balls of her feet. She had long gotten used to flights at this point, but she wasn’t watching the baggage claim. The past few months had been busy for the de facto leader of the Youngtown Mysteries & Curiosities Association, or what was left of them. Milo and Man had moved on to bigger and better things, while Vanita and Jinsoo pursued the smaller mysteries that interested them. Baba returned to reporting with the influx of news regarding the death of the Governor of California. Urban Uprising and its mysteries had unravelled, and its threads had sent the team in its various directions. In M. ’s case, this meant jetting between Ohio, California, and the rest of the country and following the various leads she had picked up, with Flint and Vic holding down the homefront. Uncivil Umbra may have fulfilled its purpose—Sides using the wealth of evidence gathered to prosecute those whom the team had arrested—but there was still clean up to do in the wake of Selleck’s conspiracy. Punishment had to be meted out: Riko was tried and found guilty of assault of Aesop Rock, and Lauryn’s arrangement with Sides came to an end. She frowned, unhappy with Lauryn deciding to go back, even if it was just for a few weeks. But justice had to be restorative as well, for M. ’s sake as well as theirs. She had been willing to kill the one responsible for sandstorm in Mexico City, only to discover that it was just a bird in the throes of XPLICIT—Hunger, Lauryn said his name was. The drug, the ARG had riled up Stand users all over; if she could deescalate them, then she would. She had to deal with many of them—some aggressive, some scared, all managed easily enough—in her promise to get rid of the last of XPLICIT wherever it may be by her own means and by her own hands. It wasn’t the fastest way to deal with the dregs of XPLICIT, but it was one she had chosen. Nonetheless, she would need a hand. She perked up as a young man in a bomber jacket took stepped out of the door. As he looked around, a small paper bird flitted into his field of view before resting on his head, pointing out its user from its newfound perch. Demis’s frown of confusion quickly tilted to a smile as M. waved him over and pulled him into a hug. There was much to debrief him on, only having given him a brief phone call, but for now it was good to see an old friend. Demis pulled back, adjusting his jacket and stretched. Niceties had been exchanged, but they had a busy day ahead of them. “Nice hat, ” Demis nodded. M. beamed up at him, tipping her Detroit Tigers cap as she turned to lead him to the parking lot. “Nice haircut, ” she called over her shoulder, the Paper Wing hopping off his head and flitting after her, ruffling his hair in the process. Mylo sneered, typing in the phone number he’d been given. The ‘Khan’ had been decent enough to bother sticking with, and Mylo didn’t mind how annoying he and the painter bitch could be enough to bounce. The kid picked up on the second ring. “Salutations, Mylo, he whose paint will blot the sun and terrify legions! How is your visit to the lands of your youth? ” Mylo paused and blinked. Ok. “Uh. It’s cold as shit. ” Not that he’d cover up his badass tats. “Most of the people here still give me respect, but… man, there’s some of the assholes I used to run with still sticking around, and being a damn nuisance. Like dog shit stuck to my skates. ” “The… what was it, ‘Twenty One Savages’? ” He cocked his head up, sneering. “Heh, yeah. Those chumps are still using the same name and title that I came up with. Like they’re still in my crew. Thinking I’d go around and beat the shit outta them, so their stink of Loser doesn’t stick to my good name. Their leader… can’t fuckin’ believe it. ” “Indeed! ” Niyaz declared, with the emphaticness that he very much understood Mylo. “Who, pray tell, are they being led by. ” Mylo chuckled, and muttered an answer. “ncerest apologies, Mylo, but you’ll have to speak louder. ” Mylo repeated himself, louder. There was staticy silence on the line, and Niyaz burst out laughing. A raucous cackle that was normally only reserved for his most grandiose of self-congratulatory speeches. “That’s who they’re led by? By the Buddha…. ” “My good man, there’s no need to bother teaching them a lesson. These people aren't worth your gaze. " Mylo nodded, rubbing the back of his neck. It wasn't entirely typical of him not to just do what he wished and go in without a care, but… "Yeah… Guess you're right, those dipshits ain't worth the effort. Let em tear each other apart, they don't have the fuckin' loyalty to stick around too long. " After a short exchange of goodbyes, Mylo hung up the phone, and sighed. Loyalty. Even if he didn't always mesh with La Horde, at least he could say he had that in them. Having people to rely on like that really made him think. Maybe, given some time, he could settle down, start thinking seriously about where he wanted to go with his life and— A passerby accidently bumped his shoulder into Mylo as he walked past. Mylo growled. "WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING, DIPSHIT! YOU WANT ME TO BUST YOUR FUCKING FACE OPEN?! " The man screamed and began running, Mylo giving chase, until they were both out of sight. Their destination was a bit of a drive away, most of it silent. The rental car cruised through the city streets, foot and vehicle traffic thinning out as they entered the more abandoned part of the city. had given the rundown on how the 21 Savages had regrouped in their home turf, trying to grow their numbers and their XPLICIT supply, and how they just needed to clean them out. Since then, they had sat in silence, electronic crooning from the radio. “Sooooo, ” M. hazarded as the radio station cut to commercial. She pursed her lips in thought as she looked for something to start a conversation. “How’ve you been? How’s, uh, Autumn? ” “She’s been good, yeah. ” Demis rubbed the back of his head, unsure how to proceed on the topic. “We’ve mostly been just relaxing back in town, really. Spend time with Millie, explore more of the town with Nico.... ‘Go back home’ as Sides put it. ” “.., I feel that. ” M. nodded slowly, eyes on the road. The silence crept back, Demis calm but M. twisting her lips. “So why did you agree to help me? ” She blurted out. Demis was quiet for a moment. “It managed to reach us. ” “I’m sorr—” “Don’t worry, don’t worry, ” Demis reassured. “We dealt with it easily enough. Honestly, the dude was more scared than anything. No more can be made so the worst is over. exhaled. They were almost there now, at least. Her expression softened as Demis gave her a hesitant pat on the back. “You said you’re trying to do that on a broad scale, right? ” He continued. “That’s a lot on one person. I couldn’t just let you do that on your own. ” “.. ’re not dealing with scared kids this time, ” M. placed a hand on a revolver. Her usual set was replaced to shoot rubber bullets, but the point was made. “These guys tried to raid a Black Beetles warehouse and still didn’t call it can still back out now if you want. ” Demis shook his head resolutely. “All the more reason to help you out. Uncivil Umbra was founded to deal with dangerous Stand users, and you’re not gonna carry that by yourself. opened her mouth to protest, but Demis’s expression interrupted that before words could. She shifted awkwardly in her seat as the music started playing again. They were almost there, and yet... “So you left home again to help me? ” “What are friends for? ” M. blushed, locking her eyes on the road and firmly gripping the steering wheel. She exhaled. They had a mission to complete, and they would. “Thanks, Demis. ” An ornate throne sat out of place in a musty warehouse, home base of the 21 Savages. Cloaked in darkness, mostly because of the poor lighting of the building, was a man, clearly grinning even through the shadows. What little light that streaked through seemed to glisten off his teeth, he rested his elbow on the arm-rest, his hand resting confidently at his cheek. Two figures approached the throne, Anthony Song and Abraham, two members that had been there with the group since its inception. “Boss… You asked to see us? ” Anthony said, smiling. “Ehh? ‘Boss’? ” The figure leaned forward, his grin not dropping, but his tone stern. “Nigga, I told you what to call me. Try again! ” Anthony sighed, clearly annoyed. He forced his smile harder. “.. of Heaven, Uro Sho. You wanted us to meet with you? ” Uro Sho leaned back in his throne and cackled. It was shrill and grating, his shark-like teeth chomping at the air. After a moment, he regained his composure and leaned forward once more. “Yea, I did! Took you fuckers long enough, I was about to come drag your asses in here myself! KUKUKUKUHIHIHIAHAHAHAHHHH! ” Abraham and Anthony chuckled mildly along, exchanging awkward glances with one another. Uro Sho rose from his throne. “I asked you to come here because, word on the street is, your ratty old fucking boss is running around! He even broke one of the Skrrt Twins’ noses and sent him packing! Why didn’t you fuckers tell me he was still running around?! ” Abraham’s eyes widened, and Anthony began rubbing the back of his neck, laughing nervously. “Err… we didn’t know he was! Eheh… After our last run-in with him we figured he’d probably uh… lost interest. He was busy with that tournament thing…” Anthony muttered. Uro gritted his teeth at the mention of the tournament. He remembered… not one, but two rap battles he got absolutely cheated in. It wasn’t fair! “Dammit, fuck that tournament bullshit! Rigged fucking matches, I should have won that! I spat nothing but fire in that rap battle, and yet they gave it to that kid! Whoever won that shit, I bet they just asked for something dumb like money or a fucking date with that alien bitch. ” Uro’s ground his teeth, the metal of his grills making a grating scraping noise. He clenched his fists. “If I won that shit, I’d be smart, ask for something good! I’d have power…power the fucking Ruler of Heaven deserves! I was a better rapper in that match, the best fuckin’ player in the tourney, a better leader than that stupid roller-skating, ratty-ass bitch Mylo! I’m at the top of the fucking world! I deserved that shit! ” Abraham begrudgingly nodded his head. "Yeah, yeah you totally deserved that. " Uro shook his head. "Ugh, I almost forgot what I called you here for! With that shithead running around the city, who knows if he'll try to bust in here? We need all the Savages in the city back here to hunker down and defend the warehouse. ” Uro gestured behind him, a large variety of containers stacked behind his throne. “Especially to guard our supply. " "Are you sure we want to deal in that XPLICIT stuff, boss…? I’ve seen what it does, it makes people go psycho, and even your Stand goes nuts…" Abraham muttered. Anthony swiftly nodded. "Yeah! I heard a dude had a stand that could blow stuff up, and when he took XPLICIT, his Stand made nukes and leveled a whole city, killed him instantly! " "Don't be stupid! ” Uro growled. “It's not a fuckin' steroid! It gets you high! We can make a ton of money off this shit! " Abraham sighed. It wasn’t his job to babysit Uro, if he really wanted to mess around with that stuff, that was his prerogative. While Abraham and Anthony moved to rally the 21 Savages, M. and Demis were nearby as well, converging on the warehouse together. They had anticipated a fight, but far more individuals than they thought would be there immediately had filed into the base; the result of Mylo’s poking around. “Ah, that’s a lot of people... ” Demis said, discreetly scaling the outside of the warehouse via a spring to reach the second floor unnoticed. “Yeah, ” M. muttered, climbing right behind. “Of course, they’re holding a meeting right when we get here. ” Hoisting themselves up through a window onto the dark, musty second floor of the warehouse, they were just in time to watch seemingly all of the remaining 21 Savages huddle around their new leader. “That’s all of them? I feel like it’s less than the last time I saw them…” M. scanned the gathering below. “And who’s that guy with the gaudy throne? ” “No way…is that that dude from the rap battle? He got stomped back in Round 1! ” Demis muttered surprisedly. The two of them advanced forward behind the cover of a variety of junk, spying on the gathering below. “Anyway, how did you want to do this? It seems like even if they’re less than before, we’re still outnumbered…” Demis said. “The way I see it, we have the element of surprise. We want to get this done as quick as possible…So I say we, uh, jump down and go in Stands blazing. said, looking down firmly at the crowd. Demis had fought a lot before, but he still couldn’t help but feel nervous at the prospect at fighting the lot of them. He exhaled, his key silent. Demis nodded, glancing over at M. Working together, they could get this done. “On 3, then? ” M. took Demis’s hand. Paper Wings fluttered from her, cutting out the glass and setting it aside. “One. ” ｢Starmachine 2000｣ manifested behind both of them, springs manifesting in their soles. “Two. ” “THREE! ” The two leapt forward, diving into the room. They landed securely on their feet, bounding once before gaining more secure footing. Uro turned from the stockpiles of cough syrup to face the intruders. “Who the fuck are you? ” ｢Angel’s Thesis｣ shimmered into view as M. drew a revolver, making a show of loading it. “Surprised your crew hasn’t talked about me. Ran into them at an XPLICIT warehouse in LA, thought I stopped them from doing this stuff–” She gave a pointed glance around the room before her gaze softened upon dropping back onto Uro. “Oh, and we won Urban Uprising. Andromeda congratulated me herself. Where did you place? ” "You, won? That's…. " He shook his head, a vein throbbing on his temple. "That's enough, who the hell do think you're talking to!? " Uro screeched. Demis had the feeling that it would be best to not answer the question. ｢Starmachine｣ took a protective stance beside him, springs jangling from its shoulder. "Uh–" "That's it! Savages! In position, let's take these jackasses down! " "Yeah! " They whooped, getting into a ragged formation. He smirked as his Stand climbed out from behind him. "Let's show these assholes what happens when you mess with the Lord of Heaven, Uro Sho! ” "And the 21 Savages! " Anthony added. and Demis shared a glance, wordlessly getting ready for what would come next. They were certainly more than prepared to handle the group, so they'd clean this up as quickly…and as cleanly as possible. With a burst of movement, The Savages sprung into action, as Uro called from his throne: "OPEN THE GAME! " Location: An abandoned warehouse in Detroit, Michigan that currently houses the 21 Savages. The area is a 50 by 50 meter with tiles that are each 5 by 5 meters. The 21 Savages are shown on the map, each with their own color that will be stated in additional information. The players are represented by their character tokens in their respective team colors. The warehouse is a fairly open space with a 30 meter ceiling, 4 support columns represented by gray squares, mattresses represented by light blue rectangles, a TV represented by a light purple rectangle, a snowmachine represented by a dark blue rectangle with a large pile of snow to its left, 2 porta-potties represented by green rectangles, a table and 7 folding chairs as represented by the brown rectangle and triangles, a half-pipe represented by the purple curve, and a pile of miscellaneous stolen junk as shown by the red area. The place in general has some trash strewn about such as empty cans, used cigarettes, and wrappers. The pile of stolen junk has things ranging from cough syrup bottles, a walker, a bike, some purses, and other things that the 21 Savages decided to take with them. Goal: Knock some sense into the 21 Savages! You're working together on this one, so attacking the other is right out. But the 'winner' of this match will be who manages to more effectively style on the Savages and convince them they aren't cut out for this life! Shows of Stand ability, defeating them, shrugging off their Stands, and overall styling on the Savages will count for this. In other words, contributing the most to defeating and embarrassing them from the Savages’ point of view is the victory condition. Additional Information: The 21 Savage members have a baseline on 222 Physicals, a 2 in 21 Savages (they really are a standard gang of hooligans, have some experience with vandalism, running from the cops, spray painting, mugging, and some degree of street smarts), and 5 in Thick-Skulled (They don’t know when to quit and will definitely keep fighting well past when they really should. This is both a slight downside and a massive endurance plus pain tolerance buff. There is a really good chance they will try to get back up after getting seemingly Retired once or twice) The 21 Savages have their own stands and general fighting styles that will be outlined here: All 21 Savages: If you get into close range situation with one of them where they can’t retreat, they will try to fist fight you directly on top of any attacks their stands can do. In general they will avoid each others attacks and friendly fire to a degree, but their coordination is a mess. Uro Sho (Magenta), with ｢Modal Soul｣: ｢Modal Soul｣ has A Power, A Speed, C Range, B Durability, and B Precision. There are three Stand bodies, which all have these stats. If there are no Savages within 5 meters, he will throw an incendiary bomb, which breaks into C POW burning liquid on contact with something and an A POW burst from the shell after 3 seconds. If a player gets within 10m of him, he will throw a gravity bomb, which creates a 5m radius gravity zone of 2x Earth gravity for 3 seconds. If attacked, he will throw a flashbang, which the other Savages will not know to look away from. He will stay on his throne no matter what, and will get back on it if pushed off. He cannot use the bombs in close range. (Within ~2m) All bombs travel at C Speed. Anthony Song (Light Blue), with ｢ball w/o you｣: ｢ball w/o you｣ is an E power, B speed, A durability, B Range, and C Precision punch ghost that can control the texture and meltedness of snow in its range. Anthony will be running for the pile of snow and snow maker at the start of the match. From there he will gather up snowballs, and chuck them at the players. If they hit, Anthony will turn the snow to ice, effectively forming an ice sheet on the player where they hit. ｢ball w/o you｣ will be used to block attacks and throw snowballs as needed. Joseph Bin (Dark Gray), with ｢Gunsmoke｣: ｢Gunsmoke｣ is E Power, C Speed, D Durability, A Range, and B Precision. It forms as a cloud of smoke of up to 5 cubic meters in volume that can obscure vision. It is rather viscous and can slow any projectiles thrown at it somewhat. It resists movement with D Durability and burns your lungs a bit if you breath in too much. It will be used to try and distract orr suffocate the player nearest to the user, while he uses the bulk of it to protect himself, hiding behind what cover he can find while jeering loudly. Dennis Coles (White), with ｢Ghostface Killers｣: Made of thirteen masks, this is a massively long ranged Stand that can create simulacra forms of whoever wears the mask (always Dennis). The masks are functionally indestructible and defeating simulacra transfers no damage. Once a simulacra is defeated, the mask itself can still fight by shoving into you with D POW and D SPD, but they will not be able to reform their body. Dennis fights by surrounding opponents and attacking them…with one clone at a time. The simulacra will stop attacking if an ally goes in to attack and will resume directly after. Six will try to surround either player. Tyler Wayne (Dark Blue), with ｢Ocean Drive｣: ｢Ocean Drive｣ takes the form of a model battleship that is about thigh high and half an arm long. It has C Power, Speed and Precision, and B Durability and Range. It comes with three anglable cannons, one at the front and one on either side and can fire 360 degrees around itself and shoot in high arcs. When the cannonballs come in contact with the ground or players, the cannonball will burst into a 2 meter tall spray of salt water that both stings and does blast impact damage. The cannonballs will pass through objects–including Stand objects–as if it was water. All of ｢Ocean Drive｣’s attacks also seem to be locking in on players to a degree, even if its shots are a bit inaccurate. Its user will be trying to stay at range and shoot from afar. Abraham Skrrt (Orange), with ｢King Zoo｣: ｢King Zoo｣ has effectively no special abilities for a match: it’s just a Punch Ghost with C stats across the board. Abraham is reactive, and will attack anyone who goes to attack him or his twin Rachel with standard stand punch rushes, shoulder tackles, and simple physical attacks. He will otherwise simply trash talk. However, if you ignore him and try to run past him, he will start attacking you. Rachel Skrrt (Purple), with ｢break da law｣: ｢break da law｣ is a skateboard with the ability to defy physics, which Rachel uses to ride on walls, have sick air time, and spin on people's heads. She will stay mobile and try and avoid prolonged confrontation, attacking by hitting her opponents with her board or a drive-by punch if she has an opening. She will start off combat by riding up the half-pile, getting unnecessarily high in the air and do a diving attack on the players. That attack will be done any other opportunity she gets the chance to do so using one of the walls, columns, or the half-pipe. The skateboard is unbreakable and relies on her strength for damage. It is impossible for her to fall off the skateboard or have the board taken out from under her. Extra Note: Most of these stands not being used to their full potential. They will be used as proficiently as stated above, even if there is more to them. Only the included information is relevant. MIA has taken rubber bullets to this match. Inventory normally used for her bullets is entirely replaced with them. They are nonlethal, but will hurt badly, heavily impairing use of what they hit. Team Combatant JoJolity Sweetwater Visitors Demis Roussos “Yare yare daze…. ” You're really tired of these people. This isn't any sort of leader, this is a fool. Make a special effort to discredit Uro Sho as a leader! YMCA: GIT GUD M. “Yare yare dawa…. ” You're trying to get these people to stop this… utter silliness. But that's impossible while they still have faith in their leader… right? Take responsibility! Make a special effort to discredit Uro Sho as a leader! Link to the Official Player Spreadsheet Link to R6 Match Schedule As always, if you would like to interact with the tournament community and be among the first to get updates for the tournament, please feel free to PM a member of our Judge staff for an invite to our Official Discord Server!

MitiS is sooo awesome. Definitely check his Soundcloud. He deserves all the support he can get. Beneath using. Cool. having watched 'Hasta La Vista' Come As You Are) from Belgium, I hope it's as good! I'm glad they used differently-abled actors too. Continuing “Well”, I said to Lucas, “Looks like we might have had a breakthrough last night. ” “Either that”, Lucas chuckled, “Or you terrorized them into thinking you were somewhat more than a little unstable. ” “Hmmm. Either one works. ” I smiled, and sipped my coffee. I spoke with Dr. Sam back at the Bureau and informed him of last night’s adventures. The tossing of the trailer peoples, the invasion of the biker monsters, and the resolution of the assault. “So, Rock”, Sam asks, “Where do we stand this morning? Trip canceled? Or are we still a go? ” “It’s up to the participants. ”, I replied, “They continue with their silent majority methods, and I’ll see you this afternoon. They decide to come to reason, I’ll be calling you instead. ” “It’s your show, your call”, Sam sighed, “I just cannot comprehend that type of abysmal behavior from a supposedly intelligent group of people. ” “I also am at a loss”, I replied, “I guess they just really resent authority, in whatever manifestation. ” “Keep me posted, Rock, ” Sam replied and rang off. “Well, the ball’s in their court now”, I say to Lucas and point to the group beyond the ridge. After a slow but steady parade of breakfast moochers, as not all had armbands and by rights, I did toss them all last night; a small contingent approached Lucas and me at our camp. “Yes? ” I asked glacially. “Doctor”, the lead delegate continued, “We need to talk. ” “Oh, so now you can speak. ”, I replied, “It’s a miracle! What brought about this transformation? ” “Now, Doctor”, Doctor A said, “I don’t think we need to relive last night’s events. ” “I never said we did”, I noted, “You’re the one that broached that subject, Chuckles. ” “Well, perhaps”, he stammered, obviously annoyed at being referred to in the narrative as ‘Chuckles’. “Look. What do you want? ” I asked forcefully, “I do not have the time nor inclination for entertaining annoyances. ” He looked like someone just pissed in his almond-milked All-Bran. “We want to know of your intentions. ” he finally articulated. “I do think I made them abundantly clear last night. ” I said, “Has something changed drastically in the interim? ” He stands there like he is about to pout and stomp his Birkenstocks. “Are you really going this direction? ’ he whines. “And what direction is that? ” I ask. “Demanding apologies! ”, he almost yells. “I find that type of behavior reprehensible. ” I stand up and get nose to ample nose with this degreed bozo. “You find that ‘reprehensible’? ”, I bark, “Let me tell you what I find reprehensible. Supposedly educated, civilized people, acting like a bunch of prima donna, spoiled, petulant children. So, you resent my authority. Big fucking deal. Did you resent it last night when I ran those ruffians off and protected your sorry asses? ” “The results, no. But your methods…” he continues. “My methods? “ I reply, “My methods are what get fucking results and saved your collective bacon. It’s not all strawberries and cream out here in the private sector, out here in the real world. This isn’t a sterile, spotless lab nor your ivory-tower office. It’s real life, fucking warts, carbuncles, pimples, and all. I deal with those growths as I deem necessary. Sometimes, they just have to be extirpated. Chanting hosannas or singing Kumbaya sometimes is just not the proper course of action. ” He looks on, somewhat abashed. But struggles to continue. “That as may be, but that doesn’t excuse your actions. ” He yowls. “I don’t recall asking if any of you approve of my methods or actions. In fact, I give neither a hoot in hell nor a fat black rat fuck of your opinions of me or my methods. ” I reply. Lucas looks on, evidently pleased by my replies. Dr. A looks like he’s in the throes of an impending apoplectic attack. “Look, Tweedles., I continue, “I don’t care if you don’t like me, my methods, my modus operandi or my proclivity for rare meat and strong alcohol. I do care that you and your clan of like-minded irritants really dislike authority, and being told what to do, and when to do it. Truth, now, Doctor. You are just beside yourself that someone might just know more than you, know the proper course of action in a given unfamiliar situation, and you resent the fuck out of being outed as something less than adequate or acceptable. ” Doctor A looked as if he was completely consumed by kicking around the loose rocks on the ground. “So, you and your band of bozos decide you resent authority, even though in such a situation that obeying said authority is necessary to keep you from becoming unalive. You believe the best course of action is to give him the silent treatment and ignore what he has, in your best interest, to say? ” I add. From the entire assembled crowd, silence. “That’s it. ” I say, “That is the very reason I‘m bouncing all your asses out of here. Lucas, Doctor D, and I will continue this field trip and perhaps learn something of value. That, I hope, will be bilateral. You bunch can all go hang. In good conscience, I could no further take you into an abandoned mine than I could give an idiot child a live hand grenade. ” “Now, Doctor”, Birkenstock boy continues, “That’s a bit severe, isn’t it? ” “Severe? ” I shout, “No more severe than one of you picking up a rock and not seeing the rattlesnake or scorpion beneath it like I had warned. No more severe than someone picking up a live blasting cap and getting their hands, eyes, or brains blown out because you didn’t heed my prior profuse caveats. No more severe than me having to call the Nevada State Troopers to come out with an assortment of body bags because you stupid fuckers ignored the warnings from the gas monitors as I had drilled into your knotheads and now you’re all fucking DEAD! How’s that for ‘severe’? ” “Well, we didn’t know. ” he croaks, “How could we? ” “You could have read the trip prospectus. It was all outlined in great and glorious detail. ” I yell, “You could have read some of the volumes I noted in the extensive bibliography included with the prospectus. You could have done some previous online research. You could have fucking ASKED me. ” The crowd, almost to a soul, looked heavily mortified. “I don’t know why I’m even bothering to talk with you”, I reply, “You are unrepentant. You never as much as deign to apologize for your abysmal behavior. You’re unremorseful. And you’re a fucking waste of my time. I already bounced you last night before our motorcycle pals appeared. Forget that? You never have even asked me to re-instate any of you, you just come here and whine and wail that I’m course, I swear, I stink, I yell, I drink, I carry a gun, and I’m not like what you thought I’d be, evidently. Here’s a newsflash, Cupcake. I DON’T FUCKING CARE! ” The crowd reacts like I just tossed old hot unprocessed motor oil on them. “However, ” I continue, “Doesn’t make a fucking lick of difference to me one way or another. I still get paid. I conduct the trip with a full complement, or just with Lucas and Dr. D., I’m paid either way. I still have to write up reviews on all of you on your participation, progress, and preparedness. These still have to be done, notarized, certified by the BLM and DOI and sent off to your respective institutions. University, business, public sector? It doesn’t matter to me one tiny fucking iota. But I do think that it will to some of your tenure committees, superiors, or shareholders. ” “Are you threatening us? ” Birkenstock boy demands. “Hardly. These are not threats, ” I reply serpently, “These are fucking promises. ” Rarely does one hear sounds like that except from an overheated tea kettle. “Lucas”, I say, “We’re done here. Christ. It’s got to be five o’clock somewhere. Please, beer me. ” I turn to go and sit back down in my camp chair to await Lucas in the short term and his Dr. D in the slightly longer when Dr. A foolishly grabs my shoulder. “Doctor A. ”, I look at him a la a peeved Tommy Lee Jones, “That right there is simple assault and sheer lunacy after what you saw last night. I suggest you remove your hand before I utilize some of the tools in my vast personal inventory to do the same for you. ” He reacts as he’d just felt-up a grouchy grizzly. “Doctor, a word. ”, he asks, very politely, “Please? ” “So sorry. ”, I reply, “That time has long passed. Lucas? That beer? ” Dr. A stands there like his train of thought had just run into a closed tunnel. Lucas hands me a fresh, cold Spotted Coo, which I accept appreciatively. Someone in the crowd says: “Oh, how nice. I’ll have one as well, ‘eh. ” I look at Lucas, and he at me. Who just said that, we both wonder? An older silver-bearded gentleman in a proper field outfit, complete with bush hat, strolls out of the crowd. “Dr. D! ”, Lucas shouts, “When did you get here? ” “Hello, Lucas. Doctor”, he says, tipping his well-worn bush hat and gratefully accepting a cold morning brew, “I got here late last night. I parked out beyond that ridge on the other side of all these trailers. I was somehow awakened by the sound of gunfire. ” “That”, I said, raising my hand, “Would have been me. ” “I figured as much, Rock”, he smiles, “Remember Calgary and that AAPG convention a few years back? Your lecture on Neoproterozoic source rocks had the place rocking. ” “NOW! I remember you”, I smile, “Greetings Dr. D. Welcome to your very own, personal field trip. ” “I heard all that as well”, he shakes his head. “What the hell you people think you’re playing at, ‘eh? ” he directs to the crowd. “Well, ah, well, um, he…” they stammer. “Don’t bother, I heard it all. ” He says, “It’s a damn good thing I’m not running the show. I think Dr. Rock has shown spectacular restraint. I would have had you all clapped in irons and shipped home post-paid for your ridiculous behavior. ” Lucas and I just stand there, glad to finally have an ally. “Well, Rock said to get. ”, he says to the crowd, “So get. I don’t think it’s very clever to annoy a person like him. ” There a general murmur and din from the crowd. “Or, do you want to”, he continues, “admit you were being educated idiots, acting like entitled children, apologize to the good doctor, and hope he might, even though I would not, consider accepting you back into the program? ” Murmur. Murmur. Yes. “I’m afraid I didn’t hear you”, Dr. D says, “I know Dr. Rock didn’t. Bugger’s half-deaf, ‘eh? ” “Yes. ” Dr. G finally says. “I don’t know about the rest of you, but I need this field program. Not just for personal aggrandizement, but to apply in my daily work. I may have sided, seriously unintentionally, with the silent majority, but I for one ask Dr. Rock to please consider accept me back into the program. ” Slowly, one after another come forward with similar pleas. Except for Dr. A, Señor Birkenstocks. “Well, ” I muse, “This would be highly irregular. It would also be against my better judgment. However, if I had a solemn, signed pledge from all those who wish to remain after I nail my version of the 95 Theses to the mine adit. I maybe, perhaps, could, conditionally, on a provisional probationary period, possibly be enticed into said course of action. ” There are sighs of relief from the crowd. “Conditionally! ” I roar. “Under the conditions, including but not limited to: answering immediately when queried, doing as I order without rebuttal or argument, paying for those you have snuck in here under the aegis of them being ‘associates’, and promising to try and learn something from this old, cranky field geologist. I ask for feedback and even complaints. But not when I’m showing you how not to get dead around high explosives, dangerous mine shafts, or in the face of vicious animals, 2 or 4-legged. ” “We agree! was the response. “Also, ” I add, “Dr. A is not included in this limited-time amnesty program. Sorry, Dr. A, you have crossed the Rubicon. I need to ask you, once more and finally, to depart. ” All eyes focus on Dr. A. He shrivels noticeably. D, Lucas, and I all sit at my campsite, enjoying the fruits of the Baja Canada German brewing tradition. A slowly shuffles over. “Doctor? ” Dr. D and I answer simultaneously, “Yes? ” “Um, Rock”, he corrects himself, “Can we talk? ” “We already have”, I reply, “Why are you still here? You are no longer attached to this project. ” “I was wrong”, he admits, “Terribly wrong. But you’re so…unorthodox. I thought you were less than suitable to lead this project. I thought…” “Well”, Dr. D interrupts, “You thought wrong. Doctor Rocknocker here holds the highest regards and reputation in the business. You have no more right judging his acumen or worthiness than you have disparaging a pterosaur on the way it flies. ” “I know that now”, he says, “Just I’m the boss at my job. I surmise it was my reaction to his declaration of ultimate authority to which I immediately objected. ” “Well, that’s just a pity, “Dr. D says, “I know it’s up to Dr. Rock’s discretion, but I’d still bounce your ass out of here. You’re a liability. You’re inherently dangerous. You’re totally unreliable. You have no honor. Lucas! Crack tubes! ” Lucas laughs out loud and retrieves three fresh Spotted Coos. A”, I say after savoring that first icy sip, “It’s just that I can’t trust you. We’re not making cookies out here. We’re dealing with deadly gasses, closed-in spaces, dodgy abandoned machinery, high explosives, potentially lethal animals. I cannot in good faith either put you or by your inaction or disagreement, someone else in that kind of danger. Sorry, but you are out. Please vacate the premises. Now. ” “But…Please! ”, he implores, “I can change. I need this for my tenure application. They tell me I’d already had tenure but I have no field experience. This was to be my deliverance. Without it…” “Sorry, Dr. A”, Dr. D, the tenured mining geologist, and vertebrate paleontologist adds, “Perhaps you should have thought of that before you went on your little smear campaign. Y’know Rock, some people just aren’t cut out for university tenure. ” “You claim that you can change? ”, I say, ”Then go change, metamorphose, transform, mutate, but do it elsewhere. I have neither the desire nor inclination to waste any further time awaiting your transmogrification. A looks totally defeated. However, he decides to play his trump card. “I’ll report the lot of you! ”, he screams in impotent fury, “Drinking! Guns! Indecorum! You’ll rue the day…” Lucas has had enough, gets up, and eases Dr. A out of the way and back to his trailer. He’ll ensure that he packs and departs posthaste. “Rue the day? ”, Dr. D asks me, “Who talks like that? ” I called Dr. Sam back at the Bureau and told him of the day’s events and that he should be prepared for a verbal onslaught from Dr. Once Sam stopped laughing, he told me to carry on and hung up, still snickering. D and I spend a good portion of the morning catching up. I am pleased he’s here. He’ll lend an additional degree of respectability to my authority. It’s good to having someone else in your corner. Lucas returns and tells me Dr. A was practically weeping his way out of the camp. I feel no remorse, everything that transpired he brought upon himself. D, Lucas, and I work up a short series of ‘camp-mandments’ for the afternoon meeting. It’s time to get this field trip and project back on track. “Fuck people’s feelings and all that other touchy-feely crap, let’s go blow some shit up! ” Dr. D exclaims. “Absolutely, Doctor”, I say, “Let us begin... ” “Number four. Pay for everyone in your group. No sharing of meals. Sharing of meals gets you bounced. With prejudice. ” “Number five. I say ‘shit’, you ask ‘how high’. Meaning? You follow my orders precisely and to the letter. You want to argue, save it for later, around the campfire. Your very lives may depend on you observing this rule. ” “Number eleven. No one handles explosives without my express say-so. I am the only one legally licensed here. I will train you in the care and feeding of explosives. I will teach you what different species of explosives are and what they do. But go into the trailer? You are gone. Go into my Hummer? Gone. I might just press formal charges as well. Make no mistake. I’m serious as stage-four pancreatic cancer here. ” “Number twelve. THERE IS NO NUMBER 12! Except you will work hard to have a good time and find at least once per day to laugh at the overall absurdity of existence. ” “Thus endeth the lesson, as written and submitted, this day, by Saint the Very Reverend Monsignor Doctor Knocker of Rock. Go forth. Be fruitful and multiply. But wait until after dark. We don’t want you scaring the local wildlife. ” At least that last one got a laugh. “OK, we’re now all on the same page, as soon as I receive and tally your signed, and very legal, affidavits. Next stop? Mine ingress gear. Issuance and check out. Meet at the camp gear trailer in 30, folks. Smoke’m if you got ‘em. Dismissed. ” “Holy shit, Rock, ” Dr. D laughs, “Keep this up and you’ll have ‘em all re-enlisting. At least, you’ve got their attention. I doubt a single one would dare to interrupt you, ‘eh? ” I smile at his observations. “It’s good to be the King. ”, I note as I hand Dr. D a fresh Cuban. Lucas and I wander over to my camp to file and assay the paperwork. After a brief time, Lucas notes that everyone’s signed, sealed, and agreed. I could run bare-ass naked through the camp, firing off my pistol, and have a bottle of best Russian vodka hooked up to an IV trailing behind me, and not a soul here would dare say a single word. Not that I would do that, of course. These Cretaceous sandstones are killers on bare feet. A while later, we’re all over at the mine ingress gear trailer. There are 16 piles of kit laid out. I already have mine and we won’t be needing one for Dr. This way, we have spares if anything goes haywire. I begin: “This is a hardhat and miner’s lamp. It’s battery-powered. The battery pack on the belt, hardhat on the head. ” “This is your NORM badge. It will let you know if you run into any of those nasty Naturally Occurring Radioactive Materials. Check it now and frequently when you go underground. Make a note with alacrity any changes. ” “This is an Estwing geologist’s hammer. It is your friend. Treat it as such. It is a tool of many uses. Use it instead of your hand to turn over loose rocks, boards, etc., so any critter living under it will attack hardened tool steel instead of your soft hands. I’ll show you all a couple of extra uses it wasn’t directly designed for tonight after dinner. ” “This is an Altair ® 4XR Multigas Detector, battery-powered, internally. It will warn you in advance of any noxious gas levels. It sounds like this beep if the gas is present. It sounds like this Beep if gas levels are rising. It sounds like this BEEP! if gas levels are approaching critical. It detects carbon monoxide, hydrogen sulfide, carbon dioxide, sulfur dioxide, and a few other not as nasty, but still crucial, gasses. Get to know it well. ” “This is a climbing/rescue harness. Wear it over your coveralls. It gives us plenty of places to clip on to you and drag you out of harm’s way. ” “This is your Self Rescuer. After we kit out, I will demonstrate how it’s used. You will learn how to use this device before you’re allowed in any portal. ” “This is climbing rope. We will get you familiar with how it’s used and what knots you should know. ” “This is your Latchways Personal Rescue Device. It is a lightweight, unobtrusive personal rescue device that has an integrated full-body harness system for self-rescue. In the event of a fall, the device lowers your hapless ass gently to the ground in a controlled descent. ” “These are your polycarbonate safety glasses. They are photochromic. In a mine, they’ll be transparent. They will protect your eyes from rocks, bugs, and bats. ” “These are your U-No-Flinch earplugs. Good to have around when I’m blasting or running off motorcycle gangs. ” “And this is your official, one-each DOI/BLM monogrammed towel. A towel is the most important item a mine explorer can carry. Partly because it has great practical value. You can use it to wrap and carry rock samples out of a mine. You can use it to filter beer when you inadvertently crack the head off a longneck with your Estwing. You can wave your towel in emergencies as a distress signal, and of course, you can dry yourself off with it if it still seems to be clean enough. ” “OK, folks, “ I say, “Suit up. Let’s see if you’ve been listening. ” I check out Dr. D and Lucas first. They had everything in apple-pie order, as I expected. I dragooned them into helping me check out the remainder of our crew. After we had out mine ingress gear check out, I called for a break. “Coffee, soft drinks, and doughnuts at the chow trailer. One must learn to ward off the hungries as well as stay hydrated. ” At the trailer, I’m smoking a cigar and working on a Nehi Blue Cream Soda. It’s oddly weird, or weirdly odd, and I simply must try it as a mixer with chilled imported potato juice. I’m approached by a number of folks staggering around in their mine kit. Some of them are having no problem with the approximately 30 kilos of kit, some are simply quite literally, staggering. “Having a good time? ”, I ask. “Doc, excuse me for asking, ” one of the more diminutive crowd asks, “But is this really necessary outside the mine? ” I smile and say, “Now that’s how you ask questions. Thank you. Yes, it’s absolutely critical. Would you venture off on a 100-mile hike in brand new field boots without breaking them in first? ” “Oh”, he replies, “I see. Ah. I get it. ” “Yep. ”, I reply, “Better fall on your ass out here instead of while standing next to a bottomless mine shaft. Get used to it now so you can use it later. D, Lucas, and I are puffing away on our fine Cuban cigars, and I note that the demeanor of the crowd has done a complete 180 0 flip. People are having a good time. They’re joshing with each other over the gear they’re wearing. They’re actually laughing over the seeming ludicrousness of the outfit. But none are bitching, kvetching, or being otherwise pains-in-the-ass about being forced to march to an unknown, so far, drummer’s cadence. I hit the air horn. All eyes are on me. “Explosives training. Amphitheater right. You can change your gear but bring your notebooks, and earplugs. There are bleachers set up for your enjoyment. Wear a hat, the sun will cook you alive today. Be there in 30. See you there! ” “Lucas, I have a favor to ask…” We’re all assembled at the amphitheater. Lucas and I are out front, with my laden worktable. The gang is out about 15 yards away on bench seats supplied by the Bureau. “OK, folks. ” I say, “It’s nut cuttin’ time. That means I’m going to go over the devices and materials we will be using in closing down these abandoned mines. First, safety protocols. After that, a break. Then the hardware. After that, a quick break. Then the explosives themselves. I’ll give plenty of warning before I touch anything off to allow for earplug emplacement. If you have any questions, use your outdoor voice. It’s going to get noisy out here in a while. I start off going over my safety protocol. Lucas is helping me with actual demonstrations of what we do in each particular segment of the sequence. “First. We ‘clear the compass’, I say. Lucas does his best Apache Scout imitation looking hither and yon for breathing creatures. “North. South. East. West. We check and double-check. If there’s the slightest bit of concern, we stop. We check again, correct the deficiency, and proceed. ” People are writing notes like they’re possessed. I call “NORTH? ” Lucas shouts back: “North clear! ” And so on, we run around the compass. “Next, we deliver three blasts on the air horn. If one is not available, a car horn, fluegelhorn, or really loud voice will suffice. ” Lucas delivers three loud air horn ‘Blaaats! ” in rapid succession. We now have everyone’s unbridled attention. “After that, we check the compass again. Just a quick look-see if something has wandered in where it shouldn’t be. ” Cue Lucas’ apt Apache Scout imitation. “Now the fun begins guys and gals. We yell, as loudly as possible, FIRE IN THE HOLE!, three times. ” Lucas confuses cattle and startles sheep in adjacent counties. “If you hear that cry and are not sure what’s going on, or where, freeze! Send up a flare. Shout. Scream. Draw attention to yourself. You may be in imminent danger. Let someone know, there are only seconds to go. ” I warn. Continuing… “Then we give one last look around. Just in case. ” “Now it gets really interesting. My own self or one of my duly authorized deputies will take the demolition wire and hand it over. I will galv it, don’t worry, I’ll explain all that a bit later, and hook it to a detonator of some kind. ” Everyone’s still scribbling. “Then, we do a quick check again, make sure all is clear. I point to the blaster person, and yell “HIT IT! ”. “Then there’s a big boom. Any questions? ” There were none. Gad, this is thirsty work. “OK, break time. Make sure you have your hardhats. See you back here in 15. ” I applaud Lucas on his demonstrative skills. I ask him to take a small package and secret it out in the desert in a hole some 150 or so meters distant behind us. I go get myself a Grape Nehi and Lucas a Nehi Red. D wanders over with a coffee and tells me he finds my method of teaching and demonstration most laudable. “High praise, indeed”, I reply, “Thanks, Doc. ” We go on with the hardware they’re likely to encounter in this business. Blaster’s pliers. Demolition wire, Western Union splices, set-pull-forget fuses, blasting caps and blasting cap super boosters. The care and feeding of a galvanometer. Blasting standoffs, ‘Elephant Shit’, reduction splicing, Plunger-type blasting machines, ‘Captain America’-type electronic blasting machines, Remotely operated blasting actuators and blasting mats. I call for questions. There are none. I then call for another quick break so Lucas and I can get set. “Break time! See you back here, hardhats and earplugs, in 15! ” As before, I have a series of similar-sized rocks set up in the distance. I set an equivalent charge under each of the more common explosives. First, we go through the safety protocol. They did well and really got into FIRE IN THE HOLE song of my people. We begin. For each, I toot the air horn and wait for a few before detonating the charge. I decided that I’d rather describe the upcoming action and let Lucas, under my direct observation, detonate the remainder. • Blasting cap. Rock jumps. • Blasting cap with boosters. Rock jumps and splits in half. • Primacord. Rock jumps, and splits four for one. • Black powder because I’m feeling nostalgic. Rock goes north, quickly. It thuds back to earth with a healthy wallop. • 40% Extra Fast Dynamite. Rock shattered. • 60% Estra Fast Dynamite. Rock shattered and distributed over a wide area. • C-4. Rock shattered into millions of pieces over a very wide area. • ANFO. Ammonium nitrate and fuel oil. Rock propelled north at speed. It’s a deflagrating, as opposed to a detonating, explosive. • Solid nitroglycerine. It took some doing to source even this small amount. Rock just plain gone. • PETN. Rock departed. • RDX. Rock absent. • Torpex. Rock vanished • Kinestik solid binary. Rock evaporated. • HELIX solid binary. Rock missing, presumed destroyed. • Energex liquid trinary. This was new, even for me. Rock disappeared, possibly in orbit around Venus. I announce that these are the typical explosives one will run into in the situations we’ll be encountering. I explain they we’ll mostly use C-4 and dynamite to close portals and adits. We’ll use more energetic explosives for intramine shafts, drifts, and raises. They all thought it was a great demonstration, and they had learned much. “But wait”, I smiled, “There’s more. These can be combined for additional effects. Mr. Lucas? ” Lucas smiles and tries to knock the bottom out of the blasting machine. There is a polychromatic explosion out in the desert. Blue, purple, sparkly, red, and orange debris flies out at multi-Mach speeds. The report is deafening. “That was one of my own design”, I say, “Five kilos of binary solid and trinary liquid. A little potassium permanganate, magnesium shavings, cobalt (III) peroxide, calcium carbonate, strontium sulfide, and titanium dioxide. It leaves a big, pretty round hole. ” Everyone was duly impressed. “OK, folks! ”, I say, “That’s it for today. Dinner in an hour, drinking light will be lit in 30. Tomorrow, we break up into groups and we make our first mine ingress, so plan accordingly. Smoke’m if you got’em. Later. ” Lucas helps me clean up and police the site. He totes all the debris to the dumpster, and I replace all the tools and explosives in the trailer and my truck. I make certain to securely lock both. After tea, we’re all sitting around, most participants broke up into cliquey little groups. I am taking notes. I’m going to break these guys up into coteries with people whom they normally do not associate for tomorrow’s initial ingress. The next morning after a considerable breakfast of bacon, sausage, eggs, griddle cakes, sautéed mushrooms, hash browns, toast, English muffins, bagels, muffins, and coffee, where one chooses their favorite breakfast carb, I call the group to order. First thing, we’re going on photographic safari up to the mine adit. I’m going to familiarize these folks with the anatomy of an abandoned mine. Up the road we schlep. I’m carrying my gas monitor, to take some mine-mouth readings just in case. We arrive and I begin going over the types of things you’ll normally find around old abandoned mine adits, both industrial and societal, i. e., human debris. I point out the key structures and features of an adit; their construction, use for access, ventilation, drainage, and egress. I point out the primary features of an adit, that is, typically a lockable door and frame, cribbing/gobbing to ensure entry, how small drifts are sometimes driven laterally for storage rooms and mine mouth offices, for tote-boards recording mine entrance and exits, or storage of tools, or pyrotechnics. Once the mine is abandoned, I explain, everything of any value is removed by the human equivalent of vultures, jackals, hyenas, and maggots. What is perceived of little value or is immovable, is immediately destroyed by vandals, trespassers, and hooligans. All of this is, of course, highly illegal. Occasionally state or federal agencies get involved and create bat-blinds to close the mine to access for everything but bats, birds, and bugs. These, of course, are immediately destroyed by the previous group of dimwitted idiots, who rip them down because evidently no one tells them what to do. Especially if we’re out in a remote, desolate deserted desert location. Then the mine enters another phase, the party place. Locals discover a fine place to have cover for their nefarious deeds. They can party their diminutive brains out, well out of sight, indulge their degenerate carnal desires in total darkness, consume their illegal drugs in anonymity without fear of consequence, that is, until they get too spaced-out and walk over a rotten wooden false-floor above an open 1, 500-foot vertical shaft in the pitch blackness. Further, and here’s a fun practice, many locals have taken to using disused mines as not-too-sanitary landfills. Mines are famous for their water and airflow, forked and tortuous shafts, and interconnections with the local water table and surface waters. That does not dissuade disingenuous dimwits from tossing carbon-based garbage deep into these mines. Things like dead farm animals, disused cannibals, elephants of Hannibal, and organics hoped inflammable. Things like bacon rinds and chicken bones, drippy ends of ice cream cones, prune pits, peach pits, orange peel, gloppy glumps of cold oatmeal, pizza crusts, and withered greens, soggy beans and tangerines, crusts of black burned buttered toast, gristly bits of beefy roasts, greasy napkins, cookie crumbs, globs of gooey bubble gum, cellophane from green baloney, rubbery blubbery macaroni, peanut butter, caked and dry, curdled milk and crusts of pie, moldy melons, dried-up mustard, eggshells mixed with lemon custard, cold french fries and rancid meat, yellowed lumps of Cream of Wheat... Add into this potpourri of putrescence a bit of water, some acid mine drainage, and suddenly, the Methanogens take over. The Methanogens are coming, they’re swarming in the Earth. They’re extremophiles who’ve been around, since the planet’s birth. Converging in the continents, they're fearless and they're brave. They're cruising down through mineshafts and exploring every cave. Liberating gasses from the planet's long history, from Precambrian to Holocene, for all the world to see. These microscopic little chemoorganophiles go absolutely berserk in an orgy of free-feeding on all those loose carbon-based crunchies. Over time, mine atmospheric methane builds to 9-14% by volume air. Finally, just a single errant spark and the whole mine becomes one very large bomb. Sure, it puts me out of a job on that particular demolition project, but it’s indiscriminate and has been known to take the adjacent mining towns and their populace along with them when they go. I decided to take Lucas, Dr. D, and a few others on the physical first ingress or the mine. We kit out and meet at the adit. It’s a straightforward entry, and besides the Tanglefoot, rusty cart rails, and old ore cart rail spikes decorating the floor like rusty punji sticks, it’s fairly innocuous as abandoned mines go. We travel to the workface, which was a straight shot down the main tunnel. We explore a couple of side-drifts, nothing of any great excitement. Then we discover the party room. It’s actually behind a closed door, now off its hinges. It was one, that when the mine was active, shut off a large disused drift that was used as locker rooms, storage for mine mechanicals, and from the appearance of it, a lunchroom, if “Clean up after yourself! ” posters from the 1930s have anything to say. The more recent filth was indescribable. It was if packrats had moved in, created a foul, disgusting series of nests, abandoned them as unlivable, and then disreputable elements of the local bipedal population moved in. The room was littered with human feces, drug paraphernalia, rotted fast-food, just garbage of every description. It was horrendous from several points of view. I sometimes really loathe my species. I decided right then and there, that this room was getting a ‘special’ present. Further mine tours would mention the room, but further access was disallowed. Two more groups traipsed through the mine, took their notes, and got a good and quick education on the use of their various pieces of mine apparatus. I decided that Dr. D, Lucas, and I would wire this mine and let everyone watch and take notes. I suddenly wanted to kill this mine once and for all. We would demonstrate the methods of preparing the mine for explosives, then the explosives themselves. Then we’d kill this fucking cesspit well true and dead. So, over the next day, we demonstrated how to use our Estwings to create retents along the mine adit for sticks of dynamite, how C-4 can be shaped to sever steel pipes, rails, and beams, and how ANFO can be used, as a bonus, as a large area cover-explosive. We spread 10 sacks of ammonium nitrate fertilizer on the floor of the mine and soaked it in diesel fuel. Then we primed it with super-boosted blasting caps. This would provide a more heaving, as opposed to shattering, detonation. It’d really ‘bring down the house’. Plus, as an extra, extra bonus, I planted a 100-pound torpedo of Torpex, PETN, RDX, dynamite, and Kinestik binary in the fetid party room. I sealed the door with a portable welder because as much as no one should ever have had to go into that place, I made certain they no longer could under any circumstances. We ran all the demolition wires back to camp. The death of this mine was to be an event. Truth be told, I was diggin’ all the enthusiasm from this crowd, they were really getting into the destruction of the mine. I guess it stirred their primal blood lust, held in check for oh these so many years. I was also enjoying the notoriety as a Master of Ceremonies. It tweaked that little bit of showman in us all. So, just after dinner and before dark, we put on a little show. D, Lucas, and I were ringleaders of this circus. We had everyone well away from the mine, all sitting in lawn chairs, bean bag chairs, or portable hammocks, watching to see what happens to the mine where they so recently had introductions. To be continued.

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When I looked up from my freshly cleared plate the sun had finally set, and once again night crept in. Now ready to relax for the rest of the night we cleaned the table and sat down for movie night. But relaxation was cut short by the familiar sound of my dogs barking and whining to be let out, I hurriedly jumped from the couch and made my way to the front door, flicking on the under the porch lights, I grabbed the door handle, the cool metal in my hand being a much welcomed sensation on that blistering summer night. Turning the handle and swinging the door open I stepped out into the heavy night air, as my dogs tore past me, flying out into the dimly lit driveway before disappearing from sight. The cicada's buzzed their familiar song, as I checked the patio chair for any creepy crawlies, before plopping down in wait for my dogs. After a few minutes they came floundering back, stumbling over each other, as they pulled and tugged at one another in a gleeful, jovial manner. I stood from my seat and opened the door, for my foolish little posse, counting each little ball of fur to make sure that all had indeed come back, when I noticed that I was missing my little black Shih Tzu. Closing the door to make sure that the dogs didn't get back out, I turned and began to make my way towards my driveway, cupping my hands and bringing them to my mouth in order to amplify my voice, I opened my mouth to call his name, but before I could get any words out, the sound of a woman's voice stopped me. Faint at first, but slowly growing louder, I focused on her words. "Here puppy! Come here puppy! Don't be so scared, I won't hurt you! " My blood ran cold as the sudden realization set in, someone that wasn't my family was on my property, in the middle of the night. I rushed back to the front door, flinging it open, screaming out to my mother "There's somebody outside, get out here now! " Not wanting this person to have the chance to snatch my dog, I slammed the door shut and ran blindly into the dark, shouting my dog's name in a desperate attempt to get him to come back to me, before I suddenly tripped on something beneath my feet, slamming hard onto the concrete. As I rolled, from my stomach onto my back, I quickly sat up and shoved my hands out in front of me, plunging them into the darkness, I felt the soft coat of my dog, realizing I had tripped on him, I scooped him up and stood to my feet, clutching him close to my chest, I began to desperately try to see through the dark, trying my hardest to find whoever was on my property. Suddenly the dark was illuminated by the beam of a flashlight, as my mother made her way towards me. "Where are they! " She asked as she flung the flashlight wildely from side to side. " I don't know! I heard her over by the fish pond" my voice left my lips shaken, the adrenaline proving to be too much for my body to handle. My mother now focused the beam on the fishpond, scanning the surrounding area, looking for any nothing, she now stood beside me, as we collectively began to make our way towards the top of the driveway. At first nothing, but then suddenly out of the corner of my eye, I saw something white being barley illuminated by the outer beams of the flashlight. "There! Right There! " I frantically shouted, jerking my finger in the direction of the figure. "Where!? Where?! " My mother's words leaving her mouth, heavily drenched in confusion. " Right fucking there! " Adrenaline now fully dictating my demeanor I snatched the light from her hand and shoved in the direction of the figure, just in time to catch the back of a woman in a white dress make her way through the underbrush before being swallowed by the thick foliage completely disappearing from sight. "What's over that way! " My mother asked, trying to mask the discomfort in her voice. " The neighbors house is threw there, but that definitely was not one of our neighbors! " At this point my knees were wobbling, threatening to give out on me at any moment, I turned to face my mother, waiting for her to say something. " Lets get in the house and lock the door, we need to call the police. " Hearing my mother suggest to call the cops was a surreal sensation, one that did not help bring any comfort to the situation. Not wanting to be out in the dark with whomever this woman in white was, we rushed back into the house, slamming the door and locking it behind us. Even at 16 I was a fairly big kid, standing at around 6, 2 and playing football for my highschool, but something about this woman was enough to send shivers down my spine. My mother grabbed the home phone and began to ring the police, as I checked over our little dog to make sure that he wasn't hurt. After a lengthy back and forth with the police, they told us without this person being present on our property, there's nothing that they can do, but if she shows up again we shouldn't hesitate to call them back. After my mother ended the call, she proceeded to call other close friends and family and breakdown what had just happened to us. After a long night of repeating the story over and over to friends and family, we finally decided to call it a night, making sure that all the doors both and upstairs and downstairs were locked we headed to bed. I made sure that night to close my blackout curtains, in fear of waking to see this woman in the white dress standing outside my window. Having things similar to this happen before, it was beginning to become tiring. The next day we headed out to our local Home Depot and bought a few motion flood lights, as well as few no trespassing signs, unfortunately this didn't solve the issue, and we would go on to have many more disturbing encounters with trespassers. As for the woman in the white, she never came back, at least not that I'm aware of, the only theory I have is that she was just some crazy lady on drugs, as unfortunately our area tends to have high drug activity, especially where Meth is concerned. I just don't understand why she would have wound up on our property, or why our property seems to draw so many crazy's to it. If you have any questions please feel free to ask! And as for woman in white, thank you for failing to steal my dog, and then never coming the love of 's not meet.

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