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2023.06.02 06:27 Ibeno Direction this sub is taking

Does any one else feel this sub is becoming more and more right wing? It has almost become what IndiaSpeaks was before few years.
When I joined this sub it was smaller and there were more original posts discussing various topics from politics to philosophies. People used to respect opinions and share counter opinions and the discourse fitted the sub name. There was a little hope that there are people in Indian political space who are willing to have a conversation and give different perspectives without ‘hate’ involved in it.
But that has changed. Now it is being flooded with agenda driven articles. For every ten post there is at least one Hindu vs Muslim narrative driven article. We all know what the mainstream media has become. These true crime articles in the past would be a side note in a local column of a newspaper. But now these are a topic of national debate. These are being used to paint narratives and has even become electoral issues. Of course people are free to discuss these because they are made and presented to us as national issues. But does it fit the moderate nature of this sub?
And nowadays every article or post has a pro-ruling party lean and anti-ruling party views gets downvotes. Reddit already encourages further polarisation of people with their upvote and downvote system. Add it with agenda driven articles and significant bias in the sub members can drive the sub in a particular direction. We have seen this happen to many subs.
I am not saying there aren’t real moderate people who respect other views here. They are there and we still get quality discussions. But they are slowly getting drowned. This sub is losing its character as it is becoming increasingly more popular. Indian subs are already shit-shows which encourages segmentalisation of our society. I am afraid that the mainstream hate driven narratives will take over this sub too. I understand it is a very difficult job by the moderators to keep this sub to its original idea. But there can be some more control over articles that can keep this sub’s character intact. This is a suggestion and a rant.
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2023.06.02 06:26 No_Support9158 A chick with the balls to DTR

A chick with the balls to DTR
Honestly I wish more chicks just had the balls to DTR. Too bad she feels the need to get justification from a group of thousands of toxic hoes
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2023.06.02 06:25 Syckobot If you love Saint Denis, you might want to give Mafia 3 a try. Both cities are based on New Orleans - one in the 1890s, one in the 1970s.

I've been playing Mafia 3 and enjoying it. People have polarizing opinions on it, but it at least has a fantastic city. When you go into the french quarter, it has architecture very similar to that of Saint Denis. Pretty cool to drive around and see how the city developed over time.
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2023.06.02 06:22 gbmeg71 I need any suggestions from people with nerve pain, please!

I've had a laundry list of spine issues including AnkylosingSpondylitis, Adult Degenerative Scoliosis, every disk is bulging, other words i forget now, plus fibromyalgia, pectus carinatum, chronic migraine and they think hEDS (I meet all criteria but the doctorsaidno blood test to prove. DUH), positive ANA, then negative, pcp tested several times for Lyme's. Symptoms of MS, lots of overlapping bs.Torn labrum in hip, torn rotator cuff, etc. Not everything sorted, not a whole lot of hope today.
Now, the problem this week is there is a pain so awful to the L of T spine and a bit lower than top of shoulder. It is SO intense it stops me in my tracks and I have to stop talking, catch my breath and just.. OMG! I play it off, as best I can.
That area of my back, L of thoracic spine, above where bra strap is, up across shoulder, down ribs has always been like my fibro area. Tingly, numb - I use a topical and it would help. Lately, not so much.
Now this pain grabbing n stopping me is new, a week or so ig. I noticed last night there's open wound on neck, like C7-T1, which is ALWAYS nerve sensitive, so RARELY touched.
The wound looks like brush burn n I actually had a similar one elsewhere about 6 weeks ago. I asked if severe nerve pain inside can cause a sore outside the skin. I was told no. But this is the 2nd time...
I get no pain med. I can't take Gabapentin, Lyrica or Cymbalta, have tried all several times over the years and Gaba tears up my stomach and swells up my legs, Lyrica makes me crazy dizzy/loopy/off at 75mg 3x/day, we recently tried 10mg 2x/day. It just knocks me out! No pain relief. Cymbalta doesn't work with my DNA, had swab done for mh meds.
So rn I can't stand even the lightweight tee I'm wearing touching my skin. I'm getting zaps n zings n I've been through a LOT of pain and am pretty tough. I've NEVER had anything this bad.
I have MMJ, it will knock me out n that's fine for tonight, but I'm hoping someone has experience to share, a website to direct me to. SOMETHING. I did a search for naturals, but I'm hoping y'all may have some thoughts.
I'm not even sure if I should call PCP, Neurologist, Neurosurgeon... I can't drive any more 3 levels of neck surgically fused, 2 fused on their own. So I doubt I can get to a doc or ER tomorrow.
ANY suggestions, are greatly appreciated!!
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2023.06.02 06:12 LoomisCenobite [REQUEST] [STEAM] We Love Katamari REROLL+ Royal Reverie ($29.99 usd)

Holy cow, I didn't expect this to exist suddenly but now it does and I want it
I posted in here a couple days ago for a different game, blahblahblah I'm unemployed and waiting on unemployment checks that don't exist yet but I also want, been a couple weeks I'm going not only bUcK wIlD but also B0NkeRs, I'M ABOUT TO BREAK, imma go ape from boredom
What I really came here to talk about is the epic ball rolling experiences that can be had with the Katamari Damacy franchise, I mean like this game legit has you rolling balls.
I got the last remaster on release and have 1 playthru, I've also experimented with playing Me & My Katamari in VR and it's puke city but still fun. I also played the first 2 games on ps2 back in the day... if I remember correctly 2 was the best one so playing an updated version on pc would be neat. The quirky gameplay and music + Keita Takahashi's art style/direction just hits every time. Extremely difficult to comprehend on psychedelics but that's a story for another time.
I don't really know how to keep going on about this game, you roll balls or they roll you, true story bro we've all been there. It is with great shame that I must ask of this charity and I shall get stoned to death as penance. It's real fun, a real slappin slapper of a gg if you don't believe me u gonna get slapped.
I just figured I'd ask, I'd file this game under stuff I want but don't necessarily need at the moment.. but this could be said of all video games until they're in my budget, I'm broke dawg I ate pretzels for dinner and I don't even got any water to drink imma perish
I need to get a job but I wait for thee free money u see it is what it is
This is the game
THIS is also "The Game"
my Steam thing
A random picture of a frog skateboarding
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2023.06.02 06:10 UltimateChaos233 Another player rolls to determine my alignment/backstory, and begs DM for a magic item to kill me with

Hey everyone,
This happened somewhat recently but was difficult for me to deal with, so wanted to sit with it before posting about it, even if some of the details are now fuzzy. This is also an active campaign and while the problem player infuriated me to no end I think they had a lot of issues they needed to work through and I bear them no ill will, so please don't call them out or harass them or anything if you know them, I just needed to get this off my chest.
This campaign had a large number of players to start, but the most noteworthy ones in this story are myself, Dave, and the DM.
I've DMed more games than I've played, so when an interesting-looking 5e campaign in a homebrew world came up from a newer DM on Discord, I hopped at the chance to join. We had a good amount of time to socialize and work on our characters before our first game. I really wanted to do something unique and interesting, so I played a delusional kobold that thought they were a dragon. (We did some reflavoring but kept things mechanically the same. So for instance, burning hands came from my mouth) Everyone seemed pretty chill, but there was one person that was far more active on the server than everyone else, Dave. Dave had some kind of job (we never figured out what this was) where they weren't allowed to be on a computer but COULD talk and speak out loud, so would frequently ask people to go on voice chat or do calls with them. I know we were going to be speaking to everyone once the game started, but as all of my prior experience was in person it still made me a bit uncomfortable to do a voice call with someone 1 on 1. So while I didn't mind chatting with them solo, I kept making excuses for doing a call.
Session 1 seemed fine. They did things that kept drawing attention to their character and would push the DM to allow them to do certain things in their background/backstory that didn't make sense in the DM's homebrew setting. Nothing too major, but stuff like "It says I can sleep at the guard post in the city as part of my background. I'm a guard in this city and I can sleep there and bring some other people, right?" "Eh, there's not really any organized military/martial presence in this small town." "But it says right here in my background that I can do it" and that sort of repeated until the DM relented. This was the start of a pattern.
So after the first session, they message me saying "Hey, I have this great magic item I will be giving myself before the next session". I was a little confused that they were messaging me instead of the DM, but I figure they were just trying to brainstorm before approaching them.
Holy cow batman, the description of what this magic item could do was TWO WHOLE PAGES. I crunched some numbers and quickly realized that this magic item was not only capable of keeping the whole party consistently healed, **it could one shot a tarrasque**. I was a bit flabbergasted and pointed out that this was capable of killing *as a bonus action* the highest published CR monster in the game and they responded with "Yeah, I know, that was one of the things I wanted to do when I built it." Some brief background on the DM's world and the campaign, this was a very low magic setting and we all started at level 3. In terms of magic items, we've so far come across cantrip spell scrolls, a coin of delving, and a cloak of billowing. Still, I figured maybe they were just... unfamiliar or awkward and they were so eager, so I tried to help them. I thought about what they wanted to do conceptually with their item and created something that had some level-based scaling and was fairly effective, but far more balanced and in line with what someone might have at level 3 in a campaign and figured with DM approval and maybe some sort of quest it could be acquirable. I told them that their idea was pretty overpowered, especially for level three, and suggested the more balanced item to them (the description only took one paragraph). They responded that the item was totally useless, and I didn't hear about them until the next session.
This is where things went totally off the hook.
Since the DM allowed him to be a guard and bunk with a couple of other party members there, he used this as a quest hook. The head of the guards gave him a quest and he went to wake up the other party members who stayed with him. (Half of us had stayed behind at an inn). The group wanted to do some downtime/shopping/socializing this session, so they were off to the market.
The DM asked them "Are you going straight there or going to the inn first to get the rest of your party?" "No, we're going straight there." "Are you sure? The rest of the party is still there." "Yes, we're going to the market." They bought a gust spell scroll but didn't realize that as a fighter they weren't able to use it. He went to a blacksmith and asked them to make a set of tonfa. It didn't really make sense in the setting for the blacksmith to have any idea what they were referring to. But Dave kept pushing and eventually, the DM decided that if he can draw up the specifications really well, maybe the smith or another party member proficient in smithing could make it, but that it would be a difficult roll and would have to succeed on multiple checks. He eventually goes back to the tavern and draws up multiple specs with a string of 17+ rolls. He then engages in persuasion rolls (another string of 17+ rolls) to convince other party members to buy those specs and his cantrip scroll and changes the prices each time, but nobody wants to metagame so he just... scams the party. This takes hours. Some people got chances to interact and play dnd, but the camera was always following them, so to speak. After a skill challenge and an immense amount of 17+ rolls on Dave's end, they get their tonfa. They proceed to tell everyone all about the qualities and stats of it. It winds up being this wishlist of weapon traits, bonus damage dice, and bonus AC. The DM tries to stop him and tells him that he needs to figure out what its stats and properties are. But Dave insists that he already had this conversation with the DM and that they told him this weapon could have all these properties and that he should stand by his previous conversation.
I made up some reason to head directly to the market. Something I forgot to mention, another player complained that I was talking over them in the previous session. I felt bad about this, as this isn't something I want to do to another player. We figured that it was half that I spoke strongly and confidently (conditioned to as part of my job) and them having a quiet microphone. So I tried to be more careful about using my meeting voice and I turned everyone else's volume down and turned theirs to the max and it seemed resolved. The reason I mention this is because I still felt bad so I wanted to give gifts to all of the other party members. I had spent most of the week planning this out so I needed to get to the market before the end of the session. We essentially just had starting gold and equipment, so I had to get creative to make meaningful gifts for the rest of the party and it took up most of my starting equipment and all of my starting gold.
As Dave heard me doing this, Dave decided to say "Hey everyone, let's plan out how our party will handle finances. Let's leave out [OP] because they're selfish and greedy." They proceed to plan and vote on how to handle finances. Then proceeded with "Also, I have this quest. Let's discuss it and plan out how to proceed with it now before [OP] gets back."
I was pretty livid at this point. I had essentially sat out all session due to his decisions and deliberately excluded from roleplay moments/campaign decisions/etc. I realized that my character also had every reason to be pissed with the information they had available. So as I returned and Dave announced the decisions the party had already made, I challenged them on their behavior over the day. They responded with "Well, you're a greedy dragon so I *know* you're bad with money. I don't even need to guess, I just *know* that you spent all of your money at the market. That proves I'm right. In fact, on our next quest, I can just tell the quest giver that you didn't participate and just keep your reward."
Then things got weird.
I tried to just ignore him and went around to the rest of my party bestowing my gifts to them. They were mostly silly things. A kobold's best attempt to make a scented candle. Some tinkerer's tools for the warforged. A chess set for the scholar. Etc. Dave interrupted pretty frequently for rolls to *determine if I was good or evil*. It didn't make much sense to me at the time, but now I'm fairly certain they were trying to justify attacking me by proving I'm the opposite alignment of whatever they were. They kept persuading the DM until they finally let them do a series of rolls for it and lo and behold, more 17+ rolls culminating in a 19. The DM decided he succeeded and asked me to tell him about my backstory and alignment. Here's the thing... I didn't really flesh out their whole backstory yet. I figured I could develop it as the character develops through play. I tried to share what I had come up with so far, but kept being pressed for more, before I put my foot down and said "Look, I don't care how well you rolled, you can't read my backstory and my character's inner thoughts with a skill check." DM finally agreed with me and we ended the session, they took off but some of us stayed on the call to chat.
Then Dave says "You should never have tried to stand up to my character. Kobolds are cowardly, you're not playing your character correctly." I glanced at my character sheet and pointed out that I had the kobold legacy trait "Defiance" which gave me an advantage against being frightened so I don't think I needed to play them cowardly. Then they dropped their next line, "You know I could kill your character any time I wanted. You wouldn't be able to do anything to stop me." This wasn't one on one or anything either, this was in front of other party members. I laugh it off, but I'm a little uncomfortable. He wasn't very knowledgeable about the game and I was pretty confident in my tactics/character build so I wasn't too worried if they just attacked me out of the blue. But they always rolled exceptionally high and could go for my character in their sleep. I was getting worked up, so made an excuse and logged off.
As the week progressed, it looked more and more likely they were going to get an OP magic item and I kind of lost it. I went on a bit of a rant and told both him and the DM I really think it's bad to give him this item because it's very powerful and he *has already threatened to kill my character*. I realized something at the same time that I suspect is a surprise to zero of you out there, he rolled physical dice. It's not something I had even considered, but suddenly I was incredibly suspicious of him not rolling below a 17 that session. I started mentally planning contingencies of what preparations I'll be making to protect myself and messaging the DM in order for Dave not to metagame around them.
At this point, I had a reality check. What was I even doing? This wasn't fun anymore. I had decided I would probably quit, but also went back and just wrote a heartfelt message about what I felt was antagonistic from him, how it made me feel as a player and potential steps we could take towards a resolution. Then I muted the server for 24 hours and tried to mentally prepare myself for telling them that I was no longer interested in continuing.
I return and I'm shocked and surprised. A lot had transpired in those 24 hours. I had gotten a couple of messages of support from the DM and some other party members. Other party members had started sharing their own grievances regarding Dave and how uncomfortable they were feeling. Dave did not respond at all well to any of this and blamed everyone except for himself. My favorite justification he made (that nobody else seemed to buy) is that he already messaged me and that I was alright with everything (lol no). Things were getting heated and several people were really upset, and the DM decided to just pull the trigger and kick him. His character became an NPC and was later discovered dead in a ditch in a following session.
So that's my horror story! Thanks for reading it through to the end. Some of the problems and issues other party members had with Dave were pretty shocking and warrant a separate story all on their own, but this has gone on long enough and I'll leave it to them to tell their own stories if they choose to.
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2023.06.02 06:00 LucyAriaRose AITA for calling my roommate's family a bunch of misogynists and asking her to move out?

I am NOT the Original Poster. That is u/masculinerm. She posted in AmItheAsshole.
Trigger Warning: misogyny; parental death
Mood Spoiler: sad but hopeful
Original Post: May 19, 2023
RM = roommate in this post
Throwaway because RM knows about my main.
I (26F) am an Assistant Loco Pilot. A train driver in layman's terms. If you haven't already guessed, it's an extremely male dominated position, with women not being recruited for the job until around 20 years ago. It wasn't my dream job. It was my father's job that I was offered by the railways after his accident in the line of duty and I had to take over for my family as the breadwinner.
On to the point. I live in a city away from home so I rent a flat with a younger woman who is studying. She studies for late hours so she doesn't have a problem with my crazy schedules as I have a ton of night duties that don't follow any shift system. I do pay more rent because shes a student and I sort of inconvenience her with my schedule. However, recently after her family visited her and went back, she started being cold towards me. When I confronted her about it, she said her mother didn't like the way I behave and that I'm practically a man.
The way I 'behave' is wear a shirt and trousers pair (that's the uniform for it, in case it wasn't clear) to work and work on small electric projects during leisure time. That's something my father and I used to do when I was younger and it's a memory I hold of him. According to my RM's mom, having such a job, dressing up like a man, working on 'man stuff' her words, not mine, practically makes me a man and that my RM should be vary of me, and the next thing I might start doing is drinking until late and having rowdy alcohol parties with my work buddies at the flat we share.
Even if it isn't my dream job, I take it seriously because I have two younger siblings, my mum and my grandparents to support. It's not obvious but the job gives a lot of physical and mental stress. I said if that's the problem for her, maybe RM should be moving out of the flat to make her misogynistic family happy. The only reason we got the flat to rent is because I'm a government employee and I pay more share of the rent in compensation for the inconveniences. My RM then called me an AH and other profanities because she can't find a place so soon as she's a student and it's unfair of me to ask her to move out because of her 'old fashioned' family.
TL;DR Roommate's family called me too masculine and told her to be vary of me, so I asked her to move out.
EDIT for INFO since I saw a couple questions: I work in the Indian Railways. The Indian Railways is a central government organisation. It has a scheme for the employees to offer their spouses a pension or offer their eldest child a job when the employee dies before their retirement or gets unfit to work. In case of the eldest child taking the job, if the child is an adult, they are given training immediately while being paid a stipend. If the child isn't an adult, the spouse is given a pension until the child gets old enough to take on the job.
Relevant Comments:
For those confused about how OOP took over her dad's job:
"It's not hereditary but there's a thing the department of railways does. If the worker gets unfit for working and/or passes away while in duty, the family is given an option. We can either take the widow's pension scheme or the eldest child can get the job. Since the widow's pension scheme doesn't offer enough money to support the whole family (two younger siblings who are still in school and sick grandparents who need intensive care), I decided to take the job. I had to drop my studies and take the training with stipend for the job."
OOP is voted NTA
Update Post: May 26, 2023 (1 week later)
I've read the comments on my post, and while most were supportive, thank you all for that, I've seen some suggest my RM possibly having problems within her family. I have to admit, I haven't given a thought in that direction. I'm privileged enough to come from a family that doesn't believe in gender norms, so my mind didn't go in that direction. Also some of you suggested RM's father could have been abusive towards her mother or her. Considering all that, I decided to have a talk with her.
Thankfully, her father isn't an alcoholic or abusive, but it became very apparent to me that her parents, especially her mother, is extremely controlling. If anyone doesn't know, breaking out of a mother's control, especially as a daughter, is very difficult. When I sat her down and talked with her, she apologized for the profanities and behaving the way she did. As it happens, her mother all but warned her to not get close to me, because of which she stopped interacting with me completely.
I told her I understand, and that I was there for her. I told her that I would have understood if she told me what happened. She replied by saying that she didn't really know what to do or what to say to me or to her mother. While I said we've resolved this and she really doesn't have to move out, she said she thinks that her moving out is actually a good idea, because she feels she'd piss her mother off more if she continues to share with me.
Meanwhile since a couple of people suggested that I move to the Railway Quarters, I looked into that. I plan on shifting my mother and my grandparents here because it would be easier for my mother if she stays with me, since one of my younger siblings is already staying in their university's hostel and the other would be leaving for their university in August/September. I definitely cannot house my mother and grandparents in the current flat. One of my dad's old friends who still works with me kindly agreed to look into it and see if he can speed up the process due to his connections.
I told my RM if the processing and paperwork goes through, I will move into the Quarters in September, and since their new semester starts in September, she can find a new roommate who is more "acceptable" to her parents and keep the place. I also told her that if she decides to stand up to her mother, I will be by her side and support her, no questions asked.
PS: People from other countries, please don't start saying that me getting my dad's old job is fake or my culture is unfortunate because it expects me to take care of my family. Every country operates differently, and due to different societal situations, we have laws and policies that might seem strange to you. And every culture has different ways of doing things, and I think this is one of the very nice things about mine. I would have taken care of my parents and grandparents anyway, even if my father hadn't been in the accident and lived to see his retirement.
Marked as ongoing in case we get an update on the roommate or OOP's move.
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2023.06.02 05:59 ivychen300 Carbon Coated Urea Market Size, Share, Development by 2023

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The main participants
Advanced Nutrients
Australian Agribusiness
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Zhongneng Chemical
Anhui Haoyuan Chemical Group
Segmentation by type
≥ 46% Nitrogen
< 46% Nitrogen
Segmentation by application
Field Crops
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2023.06.02 05:59 TempesT_0021 Blood shall reign (M4F medieval high fantasy adv. Lit)

She was the first of her kind, the first child born with both mortal and divine blood flowing through her veins. Her mother was Nyx, the goddess of the night and moon while her father had been a talented amd ambitious sorcerer. Their love was forbidden and the gods tried to force Nyx to give the child, to remove the pregnancy, Nyx adamantly refused and eventually gave birth to a daughter.
As the child grew so did her power, reluctantly the gods had little choice but to acknowledge her amd so the time came for her to be tested. They wished to see whether she was worthy of taking her place amongst them, they believed she woukd be honoured but they neglected to take into account the mortal side of her. Why should she live amongst those that considered her less? She had the power to claim the mortal world and rule it as her own kingdom.
Turning her back on her divinity, Mephala sort to take control of the mortal world and shape it in her image. Sure the mortal races would resist but sue would bring them to heel. She created a new type of sorcery, a sorcery using blood. She gathered followers amd taught them this vile sorcery, grunting power to those not lucky enough to born with magic and creating the first blood shamans. Her acolytes weren't enough and she would need an army, one she found within a primal group of orcs. With her blood sorcery she corrupted and changed them, creating the first Urai.
Within the ranks of the Urai, she choose the strongest amd twisted them even more, these would become the blood marked. With everything in order, she brought war and started with the continent of Elythia. Divided, the mortal races were quick to be overwhelmed and driven to the brink of defeat. It was only when they banded together that they managed to resist, heroes arose and blessed by the gods themselves they were able to to eventually defeat and kill Mephala. They believed that cutting the head of the snake would kill the body and they were partly right, her followers scattered and her armies fled and disbanded but she was a corruption. Whilst her body died, her influence remained, at least in secret it did.
1500 years passed, history became legend and the world moved on.....
Panic gripped the city of Harwatch, citizens huddled behind its great walls while guards stood alongside adventurers, mercenaries and almost anyone capable of holding a weapon or flinging a spell. Commanders barked orders whilst those in charge struggled to understand what they were seeing, of course they knew what they were seeing but processing it was another thing entirely. They knew the enemy advancing was Urai, many adventurers had taken at least one job to drive away the red skined brutes. What was difficult to comprehend was the numbers, Urai were tribal and rarely gathered in groups more them a dozen strong and never more then two dozen. Now they were seeing around a thousand making their way towards the city. If that wasn't problem enough, the champion of the city, a high ranked and valiant knight was nowhere to be seen. Unbeknownst to all but a few, the champion was at that moment clutching the stump that had once been his arm, the cold hands of death slwoly closed in around him as an assassin moved to finish their job....
Hey there and thanks for reading this long. Currently I'm looking to start a new Role play set in the world that I have started to create. It is a medieval high fantasy world, think dungeons and dragons style. I'm looking for a partner 21+ that enjoys world building and character development, one that is happy to throw in their own ideas to not only develop the story but the world as well. Ideally I would love to create a story that combines action, adventure, drama and romance. As for roles, well I have nothing set in mind and so an oc could be anything, open to almost ideas. Please know that I only use discord, third person and looking for a partner that writes at around the adv. Lit level. Tha k you amd feel free to send a message if this interests you.
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2023.06.02 05:58 quixote-23 Lost Almost 30TB Of Data, Need Advice

Not on recovery - that ship has sailed. I need some advice on how to make sure this never happens again.
Some backstory: About a year ago, I purchased an Orico 8-Bay NS800C3 for my media and other libraries. I run a Plex server and have dockerized instances of a few other servers, but I was and continue to run Windows for a few reason that I'll get to later. I don't have the means to go full NAS, so a dumb USB 3.0 enclosure was the best I could do. I loaded it up with seven 8TB drives and one 4TB to hold literally decades worth of accumulated media: TVs and movies, but also my carefully curated music and comic libraries, much of which was ripped directly from vinyl or scanned from the originals.
In early May, while my wife and I were watching the latest episode of Yellowjackets, Plex froze up halfway through. I checked my server and saw that it had shut off for no reason I could tell (which it had never done before). So had the enclosure. I power-cycled everything and to my horror discovered that of the 8 drives, at least five had severe file-table corruption. The drives were all fine, except for one, which had a few bad sectors. I ran chkdsks but that made the problem worse. I replaced the enclosure with TerraMaster DS300Cs.
Every day for the last month I've done everything I can think of to try and recover that lost data in DMDE and R-Studio. In some cases I've been successful (for example, it looks like most of my comics and TV shows are intact), but I still lost more than half of my movie library and probably 75% of my music library, about 27TB in total. What's weird is that a lot of the file tables and "found" files got indexed to the wrong disks. For example, I had a movies folder on Z:. When I did a recovery on G:, which has never held movies, it brought up a table of about half of my lost movies - although of course the actual data for those files did not exist on that disk.
I still don't know what happened. Windows event viewer and all other analytical tools I've looked at haven't given me a conclusive answer. I have a few theories: the bad-sector drive (which has now been pulled out (it's a Seagate and about 2 years old so should qualify for warranty replacement I think) might have been at fault, there might've been a power surge (extremely rare in my building but who knows), it could've been the enclosure, which unfortunately runs very hot and is very cheap to boot; it could've been Docker, which mounts my Windows volumes in kind of a weird way and which I've had trouble with occasionally before.
So I'm now in library rebuilding mode. Luckily, I have extensive reports of my lost libraries, but it's going to take months to actually rebuild (Also, did you know that if a drive fails and you lose your music library, for example, Plex will not keep your custom playlists for that library?) And I want to make sure this never happens again.
I'm considering a few things:
- Getting a UPS for my server.
- Setting up better drive health monitoring through HD Sentinel. I've already done this (and again, my drives are all totally healthy except the one) but I'm not sure it's enough.
- Widening my local backup net to include stuff like the Plex playlists.
- Cloud storage. This is the big one and I have so many questions - personal home-use backup services like Backblaze seem to top out at around 2TB. Enterprise level storage can go a lot higher, but I don't have thousands of dollars to spend on this. Ideally I'd love to have 20-30TB of backup space in glacier (understanding that there is a cost to recover that data as well) but I have no idea if that could be affordable, or how it would be done.
- Moving to Linux. I am going back and forth on this: the benefits that I can see are a faster filesystem, better integration with Docker, and probably easier to back up to a cloud service, but at the same time, my main PC is also a working PC by necessity, and I have a lot of things I kind of rely on Windows for. With enough money to build a separate Linux network storage system, I would do that - but I'm not sure it's viable right at this moment.
What else should I do? How can I make sure this never happens again? I mean, data loss is part of life, I get that, but I was playing fast and loose with my data before and I've now been scared straight so to speak. Is there anything else I'm not considering? What am I doing wrong?
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2023.06.02 05:56 RottenManiac11 What has been with the huge uptick in anti-pickup truck discourse lately?

Could just be me stumbling upon a few related social media posts and then getting bombarded with more via the algorithms, but what's with it?
I see countless r fuckcars types on Facebook where half the groups/pages are suggested and Instagram bitching about gigantic modern Ford/Dodge/Chevy trucks or pickups as a whole. Part of the gripe is admittedly understandable, they consume more fuel, take up more space, and half the time aren't even used for jobs involving the towing or hauling capacity.
At the same time though, why is this suddenly a huge issue? Aside from the urbanite bugpeople frothing over people wanting the autonomy of a personal vehicle, I have seen some nuance. Some have posted about increasing the popularity and availability of those little Kei 2-seater trucks that are plentiful all around Asia. However, those come with next to no safety features, and the fuel economy is abhorrent. They do however have a very similar amount of bed space compared to the much larger trucks
So what is it? Genuine concern over dangerously larger vehicles, containing larger consumption rates of fossil fuels and other facets of indulgence? Or is it simply urbanites hating the chud driving a large personal vehicle? Wishing we all had little vehicles that can't make it outside of our increasingly globally homogenous SmartCitiesTM?
I probably have some cliche right-wing talking points in here, but hey, that's why I like this sub. It's a great place for (mostly) civilized discussion and debate. Would love to hear any input.
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2023.06.02 05:53 4meatpies1basket Wife looking for new SUV...

Used market is crazy. Will test drive this weekend, but looking for opinions between 2023 Honda C-RV Sport-B, 23 Mazda CX-5 GT, and 2024 Subaru Crosstreck Onyx. Vehicle will mostly be used for commuting inner city, with somewhat regular trips to the mountains (Canada)
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2023.06.02 05:51 SilvoKanuni Dawn on the Luzum - Barnam Pt. V

Ibandr, during the morning and afternoon so full of life and sound and laughter, slowed as the sky darkened above. The sun had set for some time and the shadows of the city were erratic and scattered in the evening torchlight. There were many lit throughout the city at sundown, many in the city center, some south by the riverbank to ward off animals, and some in the west by those who grew cotton and made goods. Shadr held one of these torches now. He was a young man, having grown up in Ibandr and never knowing the starving times, although his father always spoke of them. He had also talked to him about the day the city spilled its own blood. How he had been part of the fight to retake Ibandr from the Zivold and how he barely survived, losing an arm for his efforts. When the eastern man had come - Barnam had been his name - his father jumped at the chance to sabotage the man who stole their lives, even if it had been so long. Shadr’s father was too old but Shadr himself was not, the young man eager to serve his family however he may. So now he stood as the sun set, stick alight with flame, looking at the large pile of dried grass and hemp and cotton. Waiting.
Over a hundred men on horses galloped toward Ibandr. Barnam rode at the head, taking one last glance over his shoulder at the men riding behind him, Shahadr’s Point falling further in the distance. It was getting darker by the gallop, the sun having set to their right. Up, down. Up, down. Up, down. The rhythm of horseback calmed Barnam. He felt at home, at peace on horseback now. His life with the Albayet had been good to him, prepared him for his duty. He looked at the sky as he rode, the first twinkling stars shining in the dusk. He blinked. What was that? Another! A streak of light shot through the blackening blue of the heavens. Some time passed then, another!
“Vastatn blesses us on this night!” Barnam called to the riders behind him, pointing to the sky at the shooting stars making their way across the world. He gripped the spear in his hand tighter. Good fortune was to come.
Ibandr was more difficult to see as they rode on the flat plains between Shahadr’s Point and the city, but in the darkness he could just make it out. Flames. The old boys have done it then, he thought. When last in the city, he found an old friend of his father and that man’s son, Shadr. There were a handful of others but all too old or afraid to move against the Zivold. Shadr, though, was eager. Setting fire to the cotton in Ibandr’s west had worked well enough, if he could see the flames from here. The sky darkened as they neared the city. It was almost time.
He was close enough to hear shouting over the sound of the horses around him. Then, a great bellow louder than he’d ever heard. A bellow sounding across the city, the plain, again and again in long, slow bursts. An alarm? A call for help? Someone must have seen them. A hundred men on horseback would be hard to miss, but Barnam did not care. “It’s time, Albayet! Ride to our glory! Ride for Kalliza!”
Shouts of Kalliza, victory, to war called out behind him as the hundred split into three groups, one stayed straight behind Barnam while the others spread out in two directions, one to the west to the fire and the other to the east.
“Victory!” Barnam heard himself shouting as he burst into the city, the vastness of the plain suddenly replaced by houses and canals and patchwork fields of sorghum. Men, women, children had come out of their peripheral homes to answer the commotion, and Barnam looked at their terrified faces as they saw him and his horsemen ride toward them.
A scarred, weathered, bearded man, in billowing clothes carrying a spear in his right hand and a scythe tied to his hip, screaming as he charged on a horse. A sight to see. A last sight to see. He did not want to kill innocents, he did not mean to kill them, but you have to be realistic about these things. In the heat of war, Barnam would not stop to question each and every life he took. Today was a day of new beginnings, of a cleansing of the city and washing it in a new path. The stars streaking above were the ushering of a new dawn on the Luzum and Barnam would be damned if he would get in the way of that. He thought all these and more as his horse ran down the man who stood defiantly in front of him. As they made their way to the city, the screams confirmed that the first man was only one of many. You have to be realistic about these things.
The city had no way to prepare for what was coming. Through his whole life Barnam scarcely had heard of any meaningful raids on the city, or great battles between one city and another. Ibandr and its people had not been tried and tested as Barnam and the Albayet had.
With that Barnam could not have expected the first fighters they saw. Ten men burst forward down a street between two larger houses, two had spears and the rest holding hoes or scythes. They came so suddenly Barnam and the horseman next to him, Gudenle, had no time to move. Bunched up as they were they had no time to fight. One with a spear burst it through Gudenle’s horse, throwing him to the side. Another ran to finish Gudenle off but was stopped by a second spear bursting through him, Barnam having flung his own to defend his man. The defenders stood shocked for an extra breath, and Gudenle, with Kalliza watching over him, landed well and was on his feet. He swung a scythe from his hips into his arms and Barnam did the same. Barnam, Gudenle, and the other horsemen fought through the men then, losing two more horses but no tribesmen.
Having bested their first challenge, they trudged on. Barnam and the Albayet fought for quite some time as they made their way to the city center. Those who came to defend the city were few and far between, but they fought fiercely and bravely. By the time they reached the great storehouse of Ibandr and the Temple of Kutenr, only Barnam, Gudenle, and eleven others remained. Barnam dismounted from his horse to confront the sight before him. He and his Albayet stood opposite a tall, lean man dressed in cotton and some foreign leather clothing, with others around him. All stood fierce and tall, with either spears or blades of copper or stone. The tall, lean man held a copper blade in his right hand. Beyond, dozens of citizens were running either into their homes or making a dash to leave the city. Flames blazed in the west and a cacophony of screaming, neighing, and yelling filled the air.
“Where is the Zivold?” Barnam bellowed above the clamor. “I am Barnam, son of Huttl, a righteous man who walked in the light of the Paroxl. He was murdered by Attarnap, a coward and a thief, and I demand his presence in front of me today!”
The tall man raised his eyebrows and gasped. Behind him, the storehouse glowed in the light of the flames, encroaching closer and closer. “Barnam? Is that really you?” He started to laugh. “The little boy who lived on the edge of the furthest part of the city. Amazing, even the dung can come back to haunt you. And here I thought I was being punished for killing my father.”
“Your…” Barnam couldn’t believe what he had heard. “You killed… Attarnap? You killed the Zivold?”
The man who Barnam knew as Belis only nodded. “My father was complicated, Barnam. He was complicated and he was a fool. He thought he could take more and more, demand more and more of the people, and everything would be fine. This temple, those canals, that lake to hold the flood waters for a drought? Do you know how many died for those Barnam? Too many. Too many times there were riots like the one your father tried to start and I fear that if he stayed alive that would be the end of our,” he gestured to the men around him, “position in the city.”
Barnam could not believe what he was hearing. The men around Belis moved forward, and Barnam’s men did the same. “No!” Both men shouted at once. “He’s mine,” Belis said, and Barnam grunted in agreement. How dare he?
Barnam let out a roar. “How dare you take what was mine by right?” Barnam took a step forward, Belis almost stumbling to step back, keeping his distance. “Your father took the life of my own. Theft in its many forms is the only sin worthy of punishment by Marryagai the thief, is it not?” He held out his right arm, scythe in hand, rounding it on those who stood by to watch. Then, pointing at Belis, “and your father Attarnap stole the life of Huttl, stole a husband from a wife, a father from a son. and now you steal my revenge from me? You, Belis, lowlife of lowlives, believe you can take your father’s place. You, Belis, murderer of your own kin, your own father believe you can steal vengeance from me?” Bantam raised his arms, “Look at what you stand against! I am Barnam, son of the union between Mauair and Huttl, chosen by the Albayet to lay waste to what you claim, summoned by Samvastatn to bring glory to this earth. You call yourself Kutenr, as your father did?” He stepped closer. “Do you remember who Kutenrs nemesis is? Do you know the story of Kalliza, Paroxl of horses and creator of the plains, champion of the world when the greed of Kutenr and his grains grew too great. Look around you, Belis. I am Kalliza manifest in flesh and bone.”
Barnam cackled as he looked around him once more, taking yet another step toward Belis, and pointed with his scythe. “The gods have forsaken you, murderer! Dezmedetem rages behind you laying waste to all that you were. Samvastatn courses the sky with light, laying waste to all that you will be. And here I stand, I, Barnam of the Albayet, Barnam of Mauair and Huttl, Barnam the bane of Belis, Kalliza reborn, true lord of Ibandr, to lay waste to all that you are!”
With a guttural cry, the would-be conqueror flew at Belis. It was all Belis could do to raise his copper blade in time, a loud clang misshaping both scythe and sword as the two men connected. Barnam came at him with the fury of gods, whirling his scythe on Belis faster than he ever had. Belis stumbled back with each strike. Barnam was practiced, experienced, weathered from his life in the east, while Belis had only ever killed those around him with treachery, not skill. Belis was slower, weaker and more fatigued with each strike he had to block. But there was a chance. Barnam was the more skilled fighter, yes, but the fury of the gods which coursed through his veins made him move faster, think less. The maddening smile on Barnam’s face blinded him to any outcome but his victory. The Zivold’s eyes darted around with every chance, desperate to unearth some victory.
As the two men moved in their melee, Belis saw his chance. Barnam arced high and Belis, in one move, turned to yank a torch jutting from the ground, grabbing it with his left hand. The blade in his right flew at Barnam’s scythe while his left burst forward, torch in front, at Barnam’s face.
A howl of pain burst through the chants around them. Shocked by his own success, Belis stood there, mouth agape, torch and blade in hand. Barnam reeled from the strike, face almost smoking, and when he looked at Belis the right side of his head was a scarred and seared mass of red and pink flesh. Barnam stared at Belis, right eye almost blocked by the puffing of his face, and muttered something to him.
“What did you say, brute?” spat Belis at the hulking man in front of him.
“Burn me,” Barnam repeated, “and you burn the world.” The words of the Paroxl Kalliza, when he struck down Kutenr in their battle for the heavens. Barnam leapt at Belis once more. They fought again but this time there would be no mistake on Barnam’s part, and Belis felt it. Barnam pushed him further and further back toward the great storehouse. As they stood at the entry way, Belis’s arm outstretched with his balde in hand, Barnam brought his scythe down hard on the man’s wrist. A second howl of pain and a clang as Belis’ blade fell to the ground and his wrist was carved through. His hand was still attached but he’d be getting no use from it any longer.
“Stay back!” Belis screamed, waving the torch in front of him. On the floor in front, his shadow danced in the light of the growing fires in the western district. The flames were nearing them now, the heat coursing through the air. “Stay back you demon! You’ll get no more from me, you and your horseback brutes will not take this city while I live!”
Just as Barnam was to respond, “Then die,” Belis turned and ran into the storehouse. Barnam raced after him. “Take this monster!” Belis yelled as he shoved the torch onto an open pile of grain. The dry sorghum burst into flame, sparks flying and fires licking the roof. “Take this as your payment for your father’s death,” Belis was screaming now as he ran further in the storehouse, laying fire to piles of cotton, throwing off jar lids and burning the seeds and fibers within. Barnam could do nothing, impotent with his scythe, as a wall of fire separated him from Belis. Enraged, he bellowed and ran outside and around the storehouse to the Temple of Kutenr. Belis stood there now at the base. Behind him the storehouse was just beginning to burn as a whole. In front of him the temple, and behind the temple the fires of the western districts were finally upon them.
“So Barnam,” Belis stood at the base, torch flames licking the air and wrist dripping with blood, “is this was you wanted? Is this what you wanted to claim as your own?”
Barnam ran at him, raising his scythe and in one motion bringing it down on Belis’ neck. His face froze in horrified surprise and the scythe dug into his shoulders and neck, blood spurting from the wound. “Let it burn Belis. Let it all come to the ground from which we sprouted.” He brought his scythe out of Belis, who fell to the ground, gurglilng, and brought it back down to hack again and again. “Let it burn!” He was shouting, hacking, laughing, “Let it all burn! You stole my vengeance so now I shall have it back twelve-fold! Let it burn! We shall rebuild! We shall rebuild! We… shall… rebuild!” And with the final cut Belis came apart, head, neck, shoulder, and arm separated from the rest of him, face still looking on in horror at Barnam.
He was panting now, the man turned conqueror, his old and rutted copper scythe dented and broken from the fighting and the effort. He tossed it aside with a clang. His face burned from the torch, his lungs burned from the flames beside him, his muscles ached from the battle.
But above? Above the sky was a light with the streaks of a thousand stars, coursing through the sky as though it was Samvastatn and Niovollin creating the earth once more, sending stars from the heavens to course their energy through the world as rivers. Thousands and thousands of stars streaked across the sky, heralding the rise of a new man. A new Zivold. A new God.
“Barnam!” He looked behind him. Gudenle was coming from one of the round homes next to the storehouse, dragging a small, frail man behind with him. “Is this him?”
The man fell in front of Barnam, wrapped in bundles of cotton and hemp, thick matted hair gray and white with age. “Hadr,” Barnam breathed and knelt at him, putting his hands on the man’s shoulders.
Hadr brought his face up to look at Barnam. One thin, shaking hand came to rest on Barnam’s cheek, and he breathed a staggered breath. “Is that you Barnam? Is that you my boy?” A tear welled in his eye and he started to shake his head. “No, no, no,” Hadr muttered, “no, no no. Do not give me your empathy, my dear boy. I have wronged you.”
Barnam could not understand. Gudenle was saying something about needing to leave as the fire was only growing, but Barnam waved his hand and stared at Hadr. “It was me, Barnam,” the old man said through tears, “I betrayed your father, your uncle, everyone that day. I told Attarnap when i got you and your mother out of the city. It was me Barnam! I’m the reason your father is dead,” and he shook in his sobs, muttering, “let me die, boy, let me die.”
Hadr fumbled with his hands in his rags, but Barnam could barely see for the red that covered his vision. Hadr had betrayed his father, his family. Hadr had betrayed him. He grabbed Hadr by his hair and yanked his head up, putting the two men face to face. “You don’t die yet old man,” and he spat in his face. “You come with me. When the fires abate, you will proclaim me Zivold of Ibandr. You will proclaim that I am the vessel from Kalliza on this world. You will put me higher than any Zivold has ever been, and only then will you be allowed to die. I will do it myself.” He spat in his face again and pulled him to his feet by his hair.
“Let me DIE!” Hadr screamed as he was yanked up. His hands fumbled through his rags and they emerged gripping a small blackshine [obsidian] blade from his rags. He pulled his arms out and thrusted into his belly, but Barnam grabbed his arm like a vice, inches from death.
As he twisted the blade from Hadr’s hands, Barnam only repeated, “You do NOT die yet old man,” and threw him forward. He nodded to Gudenle, and the company walked away from the flames of the city center.
Flames swallowed Ibandr. For two days and two nights, Barnam, the Albayet, and the prisoner Hadr waited at Shahadr’s Point as they watched the city burn on the riverbank. Refugees fleeing from the burning and seeing where the conquerors had gone had come to be with them, either to curry favor or through sheer terror of seeing their home burning. Others stayed by the farms in the homes that survived or camped by the great reservoir.
When the fires abated, the survivors, the conquerors, and Hadr the prisoner walked into the city, faces of terror and horror and grief staring back at them. Some houses stood, others charred, and still others broken and brittle. Barnam had tried to stop the pillaging of the city but you have to be realistic about these things. He was Kalliza on earth. The city needed to be burned before it could be rebuilt.
When he arrived at the city center, the storehouse was a charred ruin and the temple behind it stood charred and blackened. The fires had raged and the once great city of Ibandr now stood charred but still proud. The Albayet went and corralled those who remained in the city center, and still others had come to the core now, refugees in their own lands, fleeing the fires that burned without remorse. Many had come to Barnam and the Albayet but others had stayed in the city, finding refuge in this or that district that survived the fires.
Barnam announced who he was, why he had come, and what the future held for Ibandr. “Belis was a fraud! Attarnap was a fraud!” He brought up Hadr. “A fraud held up by this man against the Paroxl, against our gods!” He walked to the ruins of the storehouse. “I am no fraud. I am Barnam, Kalliza reborn. Kutenr is nothing to the light of Kalliza and it is in his name which this city will be rebuilt.” In one year Barnam promised they would be returned to their former glory and poised to reach greater, grander heights than ever before.
The conqueror’s bloodthirst had been quenched. Knowing Attarnap was dead, killing his son, and laying waste to Ibandr had been revenge enough against those who wronged his father and those who stood by and done nothing.
Barnam the conqueror became Barnam the rebuilder. Over the year he convinced the Albayet to move west, abandoning the Duf river in a great migration to Ibandr, calling the union between the Hortens of Ibandr and the Hortens of the Albayet the Hemoph Hortens, or Union of the Hortens. He replaced the storehouse with one of similar grandeur, but on the side walls and pillars were carved intricate images and forms of Barnam as Kalliza, striking down Belis of Kutenr. The Temple to Kutenr was stripped bare and its walls adorned with images of Ibandr, or stories of the Paroxl, and above all of Barnam the Magnanimous, images carved to tell his story and his journey from refugee to god.
At the year’s end, Barnam held the Festival of Kalliza. It was here that he brought out the imprisoned Hadr, old and shriveled and frail. He had not been kept in a prison or in solitude or tortured. Barnam let the man walk free under supervision. “Let those who died by his hand torment him,” Barnam once said. They had forbidden him from holding weapons of any kind lest he take his own life, but the sight of the free Sinnamit, free by the mercy of Barnam the conqueror alone, did much to grow the new Zivold’s legend.
Hadr announced Barnam as a god reborn, lord of the new world and Zivold of Ibandr, son of a man and woman wronged and champion to all those that had been wronged. Never mind that Barnam had created so many wrongs when he burned the city. No, never mind all who died for one man’s vengeance. You have to be realistic about these things.
At the height of the ceremony came Barnam’s final act for the new city. As Hadr finished proclaiming him god of a new dawn on the Luzum, Barnam repeated all of Hadr’s transgressions. His slights against his father, against his city, against the gods. His cowardice and failures as Sinnamit. Barnam called Hadr a necessary sacrifice to give for the life of Ibandr, and slit the old man’s throat on the steps of the new temple, bringing all of the Sinnamit’s powers into his own.
Ibandr rose back to its prominence prior to the Albayet Sacking, and rose further still. Barnam learned of the projects built by Attarnap, of how Ibandr had risen from its people and its lands and by harnessing the power of the river Luzum to control the fate of their crops. To defend against the dry seasons and the wet. Ibandr was rebuilt and Barnam ensured that it was he who was credited. He played his factions of the loyal Albayet families and those who felt were allies within the city, against those who wished him to be gone. Barnam kept ownership of the grain but for other goods he allowed families to hold their own. His reign was tenuous in reality but the image of Barnam as greater than he was, as a god among mortals, a step in a new direction, the rosy fingers of the coming dawn, cemented any fears against his hold and guaranteed he would not often be tested.
Barnam had three daughters and two sons with his wife, married from the time he was with the Albayet, and when he died his son, Askalladr, was appointed the Zivold by the strong families, the Illir as they were coming to be known. The Zivold was now the strongman of the city, emblematic of the gods on earth, priest-king, god-king, father-king, all were encompassed by the great and powerful Zivold.
Attarnap and Belis were nothing. They were glorified tribesmen who hoarded wealth. Barnam was something else, a ray of heaven on the ground. Askalladr’s ascension was only further proof that now, indeed, there was a new Dawn on the Luzum.
Context: Was a lot of fun writing all this. This last piece may not be as strong for evidence of statehood but in connection with the other r rp posts I hope this is enough to establish season 5’s first true city state! There’s a lot more to develop in the next week but hopefully this is solid enough ground for Ibandr to gain prominence on a larger stage. I will definitely be sticking to shorter pieces in the future lol
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2023.06.02 05:50 shargic23 My friends keep losing their loved ones in tragic ways. I’m starting to become constantly worried that people I know will die like that too.

TW: death, suicide, murder
I hate to make this about myself because it’s not but I needed to vent about this somewhere.
In March an acquaintance from high school took her own life at the age of 19.
Then in April my friends dad was killed very suddenly in a car accident, he was a pedestrian and was hit by a drunk driver.
A few days ago there was a young couple was shot to death in my city. I know 2 people who this heavily affects.
I always thought it’s the kind of thing you see on the news. The kind of thing you think happens to other people but not you. But now seeing my friends grieve over these devastating losses, makes me wonder when someone I love will become the subject of one of those news articles. I get anxious that if my loved ones are not right in front of me they are either being killed or killing themselves.
Death just seems all around me lately but never directly affects me. Today in my lecture another student said they lost their husband to cancer. My moms uncle just passed (at least he was old). My former best friend from elementary school is witnessing her dad get very quickly taken by Alzheimer’s. Other old friends from elementary school are loosing their parents to stuff like brain tumours, cancer, etc. We’re only 20.
I feel like I’m living in a constant state of guilt that everyone I know is grieving and I’m not, as well as a constant state of anxiety, wondering when it’s my turn to go through it. I’ve really never lost anyone, my grandparents all died before I was born. I just feel so helpless knowing how fragile life is.
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2023.06.02 05:50 LAYCH88 Tire Review for Michelin Pilot Sport All Season 4 vs OEM Conti SportsContact 6, Performance DM

Just wanted to share my experience, since I had great difficulty with finding information on this tire specific to replacement on a P2 with Performance Pack.
TLDR: The Michelin Pilot Sport AS 4's are a very capable tire for replacing the Conti SC6. There is minimal loss in range, it handles well, and there is no noticeable increase in noise.
Background: After hitting 20k miles, I started looking for a replacement tire for my Conti SC6's. After reading a lot of reviews, I had settled on the Crossclimate 2's, which seem like great tires except for potential 10-20% range loss. But I figured with 60k mile tread life, it was worth it in terms of longevity. Unfortunately, over a period of a month, I kept trying to place an order through my local Costco or online, and it was never available in the size needed. With one of my tires getting close to the second wear bar, I went ahead and ordered the Pilot Sport AS 4, after reading a lot of positive reviews on the Tesla Model 3 forum. The general consensus with the Tesla Model 3 was that the Pilot Sport AS 4 were a superior tire to their OEM tires and in most cases people either had minimal loss of range or 10% at worst.
Performance: The SC6's are UHP Summer Tires, so I could tell it definitely had an edge in dry handling. The PS AS4 are no slouch, but it does give a slightly mushy feel when pushed, and I don't feel quite as glued to the road. But it is still a very capable dry tire, and it can definitely be driven in a spirited fashion without fear of losing control. I'm sure on the track the SC6's are superior, but for daily driving, there is minimal difference. I haven't had a chance to drive in the rain or cold conditions, but theoretically the PS AS4 should handle quite well in those conditions, but I did read it is just average wet handling, but great at wet braking and resisting hydroplaning. Of course, in the light snow or winter cold conditions the PS AS4 will win hands down.
NVH: Ok, so I was concerned about the road noise since the Michelin has no foam, and some people say the tire is very loud. I would say it isn't actually louder or noisier, but it has a different tone to it when driven at speed. It's kind of like the sound of a hollow rubber tube rolling against the ground... yes that's right. At first it was jarring to notice, but I think it was just a sound that the Contis never made, so I've definitely become accustomed to it and I barely notice it now unless I really listen for it. I did notice when I rolled my windows down there was significant noise from the tire on the ground, but I almost always have my windows rolled up, so it isn't an issue for me. The ride quality is about the same, I would say just slightly more comfortable in the Michelins on small bumps, but still jarring over rough roads. I have my dampers set at 20s all around.
Range: This was definitely a big concern. I've never gotten very good efficiency, but I had reset my counter when the weather turned warmer. I changed out the Conti with about 3k on the tracker and I had efficiency of 34.7KWh/100Mi, which is about right for me. My best summer efficiency was 33 and Winter was 37. I reset it right after the tire change, and the first 100 miles I was getting 37 KWh/100Mi, which I was happy about, since that was less than a 10% reduction in range. I am about to hit 1k miles now, and I did take a 200 mile trip recently, my current counter is at 36.0 KWh/100Mi, which means we are talking like a 5% reduction in range. The weather has been mild, not summer heat yet, so it feels like there will not be much of any penalty to range. I do drive probably 80% of my miles Highway speeds, 70+ MPH, so for people who are more city streets, I do think these tires are probably not as efficient, since they don't have good rolling resistance ratings from what I've read. I did want to add, on the Tesla forum, people commented after a few thousand miles they saw the efficiency of the Michelins improve to match their OEM tires, with a few saying they got better efficiency. This wasn't universal, but quite a few people commented about it.
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