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2023.06.02 05:59 cpp_cpp Unused variable warning in templated function

With reference to this code
// why doesnt this warn about unused variable in the else-s() template  void func(const T& a) { if constexpr(std::is_same_v) { static_cast(a); } else if constexpr(std::is_same_v) { // oops forgot to use it here } else { } } int main() { func(4); func("this"); } 
Why is there no unused variable warning in the second invocation of the function?compiling with this: $ clang++ prog.cc -Wall -Wextra -std=c++17 -Wall
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2023.06.02 05:54 daintyasf-ck Dress Code

recently got a new DM and he’s absolutely obsessed with what we’re wearing under our ugly blue smocks.. he’s currently threatening to write up techs “in violation” AND the PIC if anyone is caught wearing a “t-shirt”underneath.. or anything with exposed shoulders.. keeps referring to the vague guidelines on the wire that says no t-shirts, but allows “v-necks” & “crewnecks”.. which are both types of t-shirts?!
what type of dress code is enforced at your location?
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2023.06.02 05:41 FreshPrinceOnline ngl they had us in the first half

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2023.06.02 05:14 buguism If you put the new 2099 cape on doctor strange

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2023.06.02 05:11 Evenursister02 Please help me I’ve been working on this the past 3 days

Please help me I’ve been working on this the past 3 days
This is my first nas build doing truenas 13 I’ve search every where and have found many problems with plugins but none of them fixed mine I have my gate way set up I set up the dns I tried the dns in my command panel I’ve tried and I’m absolutely lost and need help
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2023.06.02 04:45 Gameran Dexter Flux Presents: Sound-Off! - Part Two

Babaganoush: The following contest is scheduled for one fall…
Crowd: One fall!
And is for… the WiR Television Championship! Already in the ring, the challenger, weighing in at 235 pounds, The Suuuuuuperstar!
Banaganoush: And Already in the ring, the champion, “Guaranteed, Gabe Garvin!”
Ding Ding Ding!
Mann: And the bell rings here, and we are back underway at Sound Off! Presented by Dexter Flux.
The Superstar does a little spin as he approaches Gabe Garvin and the two back off from each other. The two wrestlers stare down a moment, before launching at each other with a collar and elbow tie-up. The Superstar gains the upper hand and locks Garvin in a headlock. Garvin, in a headlock, however, gets pushed into the ropes, where he gets pushed away. Garvin looks for a back body drop as The Superstar bounces off the ropes, but eats a boot for his trouble. Garvin tries to regain control by lifting Superstar on his shoulders, Superstar shifts back to the ground, but gets lifted and dropped on his chest! The Superstar is forced to roll out of the ring to recover.
Crowd: [Apathetic Silence]
Garvin goes under the bottom rope and gets quickly caught with a kick to the stomach. The Superstar throws Garvin into the barricade and begins to hammer away.
Woodbridge: And The Superstar turning things around here!
Mann: And folks, we’ll be back after these messages from our sponsors!
Woodbridge: Why are we going to commercial, the match just st-
The following advertisement plays
We fade back into the action with a crowd shot, which stays longer than comfortable on a shot of 40 apathetic fans. As it cuts back to the ring, we see Gabe Garvin deliver a vertical suplex to The Superstar, before going to a pin that convinces nobody of its success.
Mann: And we are back here at Sound Off! Garvin has regained control here!
The Superstar rolls to the corner and forces a momentary break. As the ref tries to restore order, The Superstar throws an overhand shot at Garvin- who blocks it and responds in kind, backing the Superstar back into the corner, and whipping him across the ring. As Superstar bounces off with a thud, Garvin hits the ropes beside him and hits a bulldog. Garvin goes for a cover, which gets a…
The Superstar flops into the corner once more, and Garvin is halted from pulling him away by the official. As The Superstar exits the corner, Garvin is right back on top of him, whips him off the ropes, and delivers a back body drop! The Superstar rolls out of the ring once more, but Garvin follows in pursuit. Garvin charges in, but gets caught with a drop-toe hold, and crashes into the announce table.
Mann: Watch out!
Woodbridge: Garvin seeking to capitalize on his newfound momentum here…
Crowd: [Does not care]
The Superstar throws Garvin back into the squared circle, and delivers a club to the back of his head, Followed by stomps and a knee drop. Superstar waits for Garvin to try and get back up, before stomping again, followed by a punch. As Garvin powers back to his feet, The Superstar looks to grab him, but Garvin pulls him in for a belly-to-belly suplex! Superstar shuffles into the corner, followed by Garvin, who eats a boot for his trouble before The Superstar storms out with a lariat. The Superstar looks for a chin lock, but Garvin is too oily, and he slips free. Superstar retaliates for this oily transgression with a fist and applies a headlock to a cornered Garvin.
Mann: And The Superstar getting some offense here, Garvin is in trouble! Can our TV champion save the match?
The Superstar works the headlock in the corner until the ref forces a break, at which juncture The Superstar turns around and throws his fists at Garvin. Following this, The Superstar lifts Garvin to his feet and goes for a whip, but as Garvin hits the other turnbuckle, he lifts his left foot to kick an incoming Superstar! As Garvin looks to capitalize, The Superstar grabs the leg that kicked him and takes Garvin down to the mat. Superstar drops an elbow on Garvin’s knee, and a second elbow, before looking for a knee twist, which Garvin pushes away from.
Mann: And Garvin fends off the Superstar’s onslaught! What a heroic effort by our TV Champion!
Crowd: [awkward silence]
Garvin sells his injured knee for a moment, before using it to pull a charging Superstar down with a drop-toe hold, flip Superstar over, and try to apply a submission, but this time, The Superstar pushes Garvin away! The Superstar delivers an elbow to a staggered Garvin, before delivering a Russian leg sweep, and going for a cover.
The Superstar is in disbelief that his leg sweep failed to get the victory, and he pulls Superstar by the arm, before kicking his downed body in the rib. Garvin throws himself off the ground to throw a punch at Superstar’s gut, but as he gets up, he is once again cut off by a clothesline, and a pin attempt.
Crowd: [Apathetic, a smattering of boos, and a single portly fan in a Shooting Association shirt attempting to start a “boring” chant]
Woodbridge: The Superstar is unable to get the best of Garvin despite some strong offense here, and the longer this goes on, the more I like the TV Champion’s chances in this match.
Mann: And all the Garvinites in the crowd cheering for their hero to make a comeback!!
Crowd shot of bored audience quickly pans back to the ring, where The Superstar is applying an arm wringer
Mann: And this match of course is presented by our sponsors, over at Mann Corporation!
The Superstar transitions to a half camel clutch, still clutching the arm of Garvin
Mann: Mann Corporation is committed to providing high-quality products to all of our loyal customers! Use code “WiR” at checkout for 3.5% off select items at MannCoStore.com!
The Superstar has transitioned into a standing headlock
Mann: If you buy within the next 7 minutes, all Gabe Garvin merchandise is 10% off! Act fast! And now, back to the action!
Garvin powers out of the headlock and whips The Superstar into a corner. He charges in, and misses, as The Superstar moves out of the way, and attempts to lock in another arm wringer. Garvin tries to power out but fails, and the hold is applied.
Superstar: ASK HIM!
Garvin does not submit, and once again tries to lift himself upwards. Superstar sees this, and shifts so that he is lying down on the back of Garvin, still applying the arm wringer. Garvin winces in agony and reaches for the rope with his free hand. Unable to reach them, Garvin Begins to power himself upwards for the third time, and this one is successful, as he slowly works his way up to his feet, Superstar now trapped in the air in a fireman’s carry. The Superstar pushes himself off as Garvin gets to his feet, and tries to throw a punch. Trying to reclaim the momentum, The Superstar goes for an Irish whip, and looks for a dropkick as Garvin returns, but to no avail! Garvin holds onto the rope, and The Superstar crashes back to the ground.
Mann: And Garvin escaping the hold! Superstar is dazed!
Woodbridge: And this could be the opening the TV Champion needs to regain control of this match! The Superstar is in trouble, as Gabe is Garving up!
Mann: It’s Garvin’ time!
Garvin bounds off the ropes and leaps for a flying clothesline!
Mann: What a maneuver!
Garvin hits the ropes again, and nails a staggered Superstar with another flying clothesline! The Superstar writhes in agony as he tries to pull himself back to a standing base, where Garvin is waiting for him. Garvin bounces off the ropes, and nails a rising Superstar with a shoulder block.
Mann: Vintage Garvin! And he has the upper hand! The fans here on their feet!
Crowd: [Silent, sitting down]
Garvin ascends to the second rope, and as a wounded Superstar ascends once more, he leaps for a double ax handle, but nobody is home! The Superstar looks to capitalize with a DDT, but it gets blocked by Garvin, who fights out, throws Superstar against the ropes, and hits another shoulder block. With The Superstar down, Garvin looks at the crowd, backs against the ropes, and hits a fist drop!
Woodbridge: And the people exploding for Garvin’s fist drop! (?)
Garvin looks almost surprised at the suddenly raucous crowd, and motions for his finishing maneuver! As soon as he indicates he isn’t going for another fist drop, the crowd dies and goes back to their silence. Superstar stumbles to his feet, gets his arm trapped, and’s he’s lifted into the air, before being slammed down with a Pump Handle Slam! Garvin goes into the cover…
Mann: And Gabe Garvin retains!
Woodbridge: His victory was all but Garunteed
Babaganouh: And here is your winner, at a time of Seven minutes and Forty-Five seconds… Garunteed Gaaaaaabeeeeee Gaaaaarviiiin!!
Crowd [Scant Murmors]
Mann: And tonight we have seen a truly memorable title defense from our heroic TV Champion, Gabe Garvin. And to watch all of Garvin’s matches from the comfort of your home, go to WWW dot Wrestle Is Reddit dot com slash Garvin for all the latest updates! And a special thanks to our sponsor for this show, JDate!
The monitor shows Dexter Flux on screen, who immediately gets a crowd pop 10x louder than anything of the past 7:45
Flux: I'm not… I'm not Jewish, but that's really not what JDate is about. It's about like… dating. JDate is what JDate is. That's what it is. I'm Dexter Flux. I'm the President of the United States. Thank you for your service.
The monitor cuts back to the crowd going bananas for Flux. A guy is screaming and beating the shit out of the old woman sitting next to him because he loves Dexter Flux so much.
Mann: And you too can be just like these happy people if you buy a Gabe Garvin T-Shirt, now 4% off at select TJ Maxx stores near you!
Garvin holds up his title on the apron while the crowd cheer for Flux, and a photographer gets a photo of the victorious champion in front of a cheering crowd. As Garvin gets down from Bret’s rope, the camera cuts to…
Something else. It's shot differently, worse cameras that pan around instead of cut. No commentary. No acknowledgment. It's a documentary shoved in the middle of a wrestling show.
We're in a church basement, or a community gym, or something like that, with hardwood floors and dim, white light pouring in through windows near the top of the room. There's a table next to the door with a coffee machine and paper cups and a door to the outside propped open, so people can step out to smoke. A voice speaks up.
Teddy (O.S.): I don't think I've ever been a good person.
We move to the middle of the room. There's a circle of people sitting in chairs, looking at one whose face is obscured but whose voice most WiR diehards recognize. The circle's watching him carefully, skeptically. A couple of them glance at the camera as it moves by, which seems like an outsider - a perverse interloper. Some of them are recognizable, heels from all over the wrestling scene. Most of them seem miserable to be here, unrepentant. One figure, dressed up, seems more warm in his posture, but we don't see his face either.
Teddy (O.S.): I don't think I've ever really tried, I mean. I've been a good guy, for a little bit. Here and there. But I wasn't who I was. I was somebody trying to get cheered, trying to make sure they loved me. And when they didn't, I just… I snapped.
Finally, we see him, the object of their attentions. He is sitting in a chair, dressed down in a t-shirt, paper cup of coffee by his feet. Teddy Coronado. There's no charisma to the way he speaks. He was a preacher once, electrifying, manic, an embodiment of television airwaves. Now, he's mumbling. The camera zooms in on his face, as he tried to put together the next few words, shaking his head. The words seem ridiculous to say and maybe that's because they're wrestling words and this man - sitting here, in the basement - does not seem to be a wrestler.
Teddy: I'm Teddy Coronado and… Sorry. I'm Teddy and I'm a heel.
Others (all together): Hi, Teddy.
He cringes at them.
Teddy: I've been…
He stops, sucking on his tongue. It's the noise of a crowd, again.
Teddy: I'm sorry, I don't think I can do this.
Spence (O.S.): It's alright.
The camera pans over to a much more shocking face, Spence Cooper, dressed like a normal person, with a buttoned-up v-neck, instead of his usual attire as one half of the Golden State Stars, wearing mesh shirts and whatever nonsense is left. The rest of the group turns to him with a sort of reverence that seems wholly unfitting for him.
Spence: This is hard stuff, Teddy, alright - this is hard stuff, everybody. I mean, when I was a member of the Golden State Stars-
Spence: Chaz.
We whip pan to Chaz Levine, who is also there. He is dressed less like a normal person.
Chaz: Sorry, bro, still working on it.
Spence: We all have hiccups, is what I was saying. This is hard work. That's why not everybody does it. But it's good work. You've been here for a long time, right?
He's staring at the ground as he said it, as if ashamed.
Teddy: Six months.
Spence: Six months and it's still hard. That should show to everyone else here that even the best of us You can do it, Teddy. You can say it.
Teddy takes a breath, tries to put it together. After a few seconds, he looks back up. And it's almost there. That spark, that fire in his eyes.
Teddy: I've… been thinking about things, recently. I've been thinking about my time as a wrestler. I've done a lot of things in this business - and I'm not bragging about that, but I'm saying it because I need to say it. I was the best guy on the mic for a long time. I was good in the ring, too. I beat some of the best people in that company and sometimes I even did it clean.
There's a chuckle at that, in the room, and he gives a rueful smile, for a second, looking back on everything. Then it fades. So does the light in his eyes. Teddy looks at his feet, again, but the rest of them are listening, now. Most of them hate this place, but they listen
Teddy: I lied, I cheated, I stole. I used every dirty fucking trick in the book - you can look. My granddad wrote it. I used weapons. I hired my own ref. I made my own matches. I attacked people from behind the scenes. I once wrestled with a cardboard cut-out, so I could move its torn-off foot under the bottom rope to get a break.
He's looking up, now, and the fire isn't in his eyes, but it's in his words.
Teddy: I gave up everything for that title, for those accolades, for those year-end awards, for my hand raised up at the end of the night. I've got a claim to being the best champion in that company's history. I went into this business looking for all of that. I said to myself that I'd be different than my family, from my great-grandfather, from my grandfather, from my…
He stops. He leaves the final word unsaid.
Teddy: But that's not what I'm saying. I had the chance to change my name. I had a shitty start, but I had my own agency. What I did was my own. And by the end, I gave up that. I gave up my decency, my integrity, my dedication to this art, I gave up everything I have - and I don't have anything to show for it.
There's a crippling silence, for a few moments, the kind of silence you only notice when everything felt so loud before it.
Teddy: I don't talk to any of the roster I was a part of. My name doesn't get mentioned in promos. The fans - the fans that used to jeer my name, who serenaded me after I was forced out of that company - they don't think about me. I gave up everything I ever had and I don't…
He takes a shallow breath, emotional, seeming to hold back tears as he rubs his temples. A man offers him a tissue box but he waves it aside. For as much pride as he has managed to put aside, he can't allow himself to cry in front of the only people he's ever been genuine to.
Teddy: I got an offer, recently. You guys know about it.
Teddy half-heartedly gestures at the camera and a couple of them glance back at it. Chaz, on the edge of frame, flexes a little bit when reminded a camera is watching him.
Teddy: I got an offer to come back to WiR. They're coming back, apparently, again. They've offered me a couple times, over the years, and I almost took it. I even said I would, once, before. Back when I still had the bookstore. And then I started training and I became what I was, again, and I gave up the bookstore, and I was so fucked up I couldn't even make it to the show, because I realized, in that ring…
He pauses and they're all listening. He hates that, because he knows why they're listening and why he's talking. Because the fire, suddenly, is there. It's there in his eyes. It's there in his voice. It's there in the way he sits in that chair, the knotting his hands do as he talks, but most of all it's there in the crowd, listening with rapt attention.
Teddy: There's the Teddy Coronado with the money, with the television show, with the betrayal and the burials, even the Teddy who dressed up like a dentist and said he hated bullies. They say I've been a lot of people, had a lot of gimmicks, but the trick is they're all the same one. They're all somebody who needs to have the whole world know that they're the best. But they're all masks. Facades. And when I got into that ring, lit by halogen lights, no one in the audience, no one facing me in that ring, no one there but me, I realized the truth.
The fire in his voice has burned away and, now, he speaks in ashes: harsh, more serious than he's ever been, and more painful. He is being true.
Teddy: I don't know what's beneath those masks. I don't. A part of me is terrified that there isn't anything there. That the shit I've done, to other people, to the industry as a whole, that's who I am. I've tried to find out who it is, out here. I tried to open a bookstore, I tried to become a trainer, I tried to get as far away from that ring as possible.
He stops, again. The crowd is fully drawn in, now, and a furrowed brow of concern on Spence's face breaks through the mask of supportiveness.
Teddy: But, when I got that email, that offer… I think I realized that there's only one way for me to figure that out-
Spence: Teddy…
Teddy turns his eyes to Spence, but there's a weariness to his eyes. He's already made up his mind. He made it up before he even entered this room, before he even entered the cameras in, before Spence even says the thing he knows he's about to say.
Spence: Teddy, I know what you're about to say. And I want to tell you in front of the group, because I know you don't want there to be secrets here. I've been lured that way. We all have, but you have to know that there is a risk to what you're about to say. Some people can recover, can re-enter that ring, Teddy, but some people can't.
There is a warmth in Spence's eyes that make you realize that this is not the same man that was a Golden State Star. Not anymore. But he knows that he can't change his mind.
Spence: This is in your hands, Teddy. It always is.
Teddy sits there, genuinely considering the words and then he smiles. Knows how absurd what he's about to say is. And then he speaks, just as resolute as before. No. More so.
Teddy: I know. But I hear it in me. I hear the roar of the crowd, with me or against me. I hear my opponent's music hit. I hear the bending of the mat, the straining of the ropes, the fight. I know that who I was in there was a monster. But I know that, if there's something of me left, beneath all of this, it's in there.
He stands up.
Teddy: This is what I'm choosing to do, Spence. I'm sorry.
Teddy walks out of the circle, across the hardwood floor, and steps out the door. The camera doesn't follow.
Javier (O.S.): Ladies and gentlemen, the Independent Champion, Diiiiiiiiick Dover!
We cut back to Knott's Berry Farm, where the crowd reacts in a mixed fashion to the announcement of Dick Dover. Prisoner of Society hits, and Dick Dover walks through the curtain with the Independent Championship over his shoulder.
Mann: The Independent Champion enters the building, he says he has an announcement to make.
Woodbridge: That’s right, Shay. We don’t know what it’s going to be, but when Dover walked into the venue this afternoon, he insisted on addressing the crowd.
Dover grabs a mic from Maurice Chondon ringside, then walks up the stairs, wipes his feet on the apron, and enters the ring. He then turns to face the crowd.
Dover: I know you all have a lot of thoughts about me, but let’s get one thing clear right now. There’s been a lot of time gone by since you last saw me. But don’t get me wrong, one thing wouldn’t have changed no matter how long we’ve been apart. I am still your Independent Champion.
Crowd: mix of boos and applause
Dover: But there have been changes. Changes in the world and changes with myself, and it’s time for me to share with you all some changes I’ve made. When WiR went on hiatus i-
Nitroglycerin hits as Joey McCarty storms out from behind the curtain holding a mic.
Crowd: Boooooooooo
McCarty: No no no no no no fuck this shit. I know what this is. I’m not stupid.
McCarty stomps down to the ring.
McCarty: Dick, you’ve talked all this talk about being a fighting champion, but I know a retirement announcement when I see one.
McCarty slides into the ring and pops up to his feet, pacing around Dover.
McCarty: and you must be out of your mind to think you can walk out of here title held high, to a cheering crowd, and go out as champion. You’re out of your goddamn mind.
Dover walks towards McCarty.
Dover: You don’t even-
McCarty: Save it, honestly. I came into this business as an outsider, and I was given the crash course. I don’t know where you learned this, it might have been in dogwater Florida, but it certainly wasn’t in Toronto.
Dover: Joey, you’ll shut the hell up if you know what’s good for you.
McCarty: What I was taught is that you always go out on your back. If you won’t do that, then I’ll do that for you.
Dover goes to talk, but McCarty slaps him.
McCarty: So what you’re going to do right now, is lie down, stare at the lights, and you can end your career the way you’re supposed to, and watch me coronate myself as a triple crown champion.
Dover: Interesting point Joey, counterpoint:
Dover hits McCarty with a spinning back elbow, sending him to the mat!
Dover: You don’t tell me what to fucking do. So here’s what we’re actually going to do, I’m going to show these people I am a fighting champion, we’re going to get a ref out here, and I’m going to whoop your ass
Mann: HOLD ON A SECOND, DOVER. YOU DON’T GET TO PROMISE PEOPLE MATCHES, I MAKE THE MATCHES but that is a good idea so lets get a ref out here BECAUSE I SAID SO.
Crowd (a little more confused): YAYYY
Jeff Boone sprints out from backstage at full speed and dives headfirst under the rope into the ring.
The bell rings, leaving both men a little stunned at how quickly this match has started. Joey moves into action first, lurching for Dover, arms outstretched in a clear indication that Joey wants to initiate a classic “Test of Strength.” Dick Dover knocks away the hands and shoots for a double-leg takedown, sending Joey sprawling to the mat.
Mann: Wow, an incredibly technical start for Dover. Sometimes I think we forget home in depth his wrestling knowhow is.
Dick Dover is slowly overpowering Joey from underneath, when a glint shines in the Canadian’s eyes. A brutal knee to the face erupts from McCarty, slamming into Dover’s nose. Dover steps back, covering his damaged face. Blood begins to drip onto the mat.
Woodbridge: Wow, Dover is absolutely busted up!
Paisner: That’s the opportunistic streak of McCarty showing. Give him an inch, he’ll take a mile and sell you back the inch for triple it’s market value.
Dover shakes his head, trying to clear up the fog inflicted from Joey’s move. Before he gets a chance to recover, Joey is behind him, snaking his arms up to lock Dover in a full nelson. Dover is in a precarious position, but he digs his fingers into Joey’s eyes, cause the hold to release.
Woodbridge: A savvy veteran move, but is it legal?
Mann: Absolutely not. It seems like this ref is going to let them play on, for some reason. Very hands off.
Woodbridge: When you’ve got two fighters who will do whatever it takes to win, sometimes it’s best to just let them go at it. Anything less than that could give the other an unfair advantage.
Dover throws a couple quick strikes to McCarty’s midsection. Joey winces and bends over, giving Dick the opportunity to hit him with a Leg Drop Bulldog that pounds Joey into the mat!
Dover capitalizes on McCarty’s grounded position, dropping some falling elbows into the fallen man. But the third elbow doesn’t land cleanly, given Joey the opportunity to flip over and nail another knee into Dover, this time right on the side of his head.
Mann: Hard to imagine these headshots won’t have an effect on Dover if this match goes long.
A quick leap to his feet, and Joey finally has the position he wanted in the beginning, locking up Dover in a contested full collar tie. He gains the upper hand, and begins controlling Dover towards the corner. A grasp of Dover’s wounded head, and then suddenly McCarty is rubbing Dover’s face all over the ringpost!
Crowd: OOOF
But Dover isn’t one to take something like this without fighting back. A wild leg flail nails McCarty right in the gonads, sending him backwards in pain. The ref looks to step in, but then decides not to as Dover runs towards his and lands an uppercut into lariat combo that sends Joey back down to the ground. Dover attempts a cover!
Joey kicks out with relative ease, prompting Dover to consider more violence towards the grounded wrestler.
Mann: What could this devilish man be considering next?
Dover sits on McCarty.
Woodbridge: A chair!
A quick pivot from Dover, and suddenly Joey is up in the air, face in anguish from the inverted surfboard stretch.
Woodbridge: A painful chair!
Suddenly, a voice rings out from the crowd.
Dover, mildly irritated by the fan, releases the hold on Joey, sending the stretched out man to the mat. He gets up and aggressively points to the crowd in the direction of the mysterious fan.
Dover: Hey Asshole! You wanna see lame? I’ll show you lame!
Dover grabs Joey’s hair and becomes slamming punches into the downed man’s face.
A frustrated Dover now releases the hold and turns his back on Joey, heading over to the ringpost. He begins to remove the cover. At this point, blood has completely covered his chest. Joey stirs and stands, sneaking up to behind Dover. A quick snatch and Joey has surprise rolled up Dover for a pin!
Dover kicks out and gets back to his feet, but Joey is quicker and grabs Dover’s arm for an irish whip, sending him into the exposed ring post!* The hard metal digs into the small of Dover’s back and he reels in pain, back into Joey who snags his wrist, twisting it into a hold. Dover is up in the air and slammed back onto his neck as Joey lands a modified Fisherman Driver on the champion!
It’s Joey’s turn to batter the grounded Dover, repeatedly sending soccer kicks into his skull. The dull sound of bone against flesh carries through the arena in a way that makes most attendees uncomfortable. Joey lifts Dover to his feet, intending to whip him into the exposed ring post again, but Dover has seen this before. He counters with a reversal, sending McCarty into the ropes, McCarty rebounds and Dover SLAMS him into the mat with a teeth-rattling spinebuster!
Mann: I’m not sure if Dover’s winning the crowd over or if they just enjoy seeing Joey get hurt, either way, Dover is red-hot!
Dover grabs McCarty, and goes into the set up for his Doverleaf! But before he can, a small figure pops up onto the apron.
Gigi appears holding a spray bottle and she sprays a fine clear mist right into Dover’s eyes and cackles maniacally!
Mann: What’s this?! It's Gigi! And she’s just assaulted Dover with some sort of liquid!
Dover drops McCarty and grabs at his eyes. Kaitlyn Casey Jones appears from the crowd, holding a sign that says “GAMER GIRL BATHWATER $279.69”, she hops the barricade and grabs a mic, laughing with Gigi. Jones pulls a card out of her pocket and starts reading it.
KCJ: Hey faaaans, if you’re looking to order some of the water that our favorite e-girl actually bathes in, it’s up on the website right now! Guaranteed to have touched Gigi’s skin, go to www.gigigamergirlgush.pizza for more details. Fuck you, Dick!”
Gigi: I wrote that last part.
McCarty clambers to his feet, confused. He notices Dover staggering, and launches himself into the air, connecting with a superman punch to the back of Dover’s skull.
Woodbridge: I can’t believe this, Dover’s had the title stolen from him!
McCarty scrambles to cover Dover.
Mann: Dover kicked out!
Woodbridge: How!?!?
McCarty stumbles to the corner in disbelief, and collapses into a seated position onto the bottom turnbuckle, the crowd swells, and McCarty’s confounded expression turns to disbelief and then to anger, he pops to his feet and stomps towards Dover.
Woodbridge: What do either of these men have left in the bag?!
McCarty lifts Dover to his feet, cussing him out as he does. McCarty attempts his Bus Driver Uppercut, but Dover springs to life and catches him, and PLANTS him with a kneeling jawbreaker!
Mann: Cliffs of Dover!
Woodbridge: From the last of his energy!
Mann: Cover!
Mann: Dover is still Independent Champion!
Before Javier can make the announcement, Gigi and KCJ hit the ring and attack Dover, as McCarty rolls out of the ring, jumping him and punching and kicking Dover while he’s down.
Woodbridge: What the hell is this?!
Mann: Gigi still thinks she’s owed a shot at the Independent Championship, she must have made some sort of deal with McCarty to get her match!
Woodbridge: And now that her plan is up in smoke, she’s taking it out on Dover!
Gigi and KCJ continue their assault, KCJ picks up the mic and is about to speak, but before she can, Adam Raised A Cain plays.
Woodbridge: Someone else with unfinished business, Mark Dutch!
Mark Dutch runs out, Joey McCarty is standing on the ramp, and Dutch shoulder checks him out of the way! Dutch then slides into the ring, and pulls KCJ off of Dover and out of the ring! Gigi scrambles out of the ring away from Dutch.
Mann: Last time we saw these two, they were at eachothers throats, but now Dutch comes to save Dover? What’s going on?
Woodbridge: Looks like there's still lots of unfinished business around these parts.
Mann: That’s enough of this.
Mann grabs a stick mic and attempts to stand on the commentary table, but it wobbles so he instead stands on his chair
Mann: When I brought this company back, it wasn’t for what it was, but what it can become, so I can’t have you three stinking up the joint with old beef, so let’s settle this at the next show. You three for the Independent Title. a brief pause to let that sink in
Mann sits back down with a grin on his face.
Mann: I like this “making matches live” thing
Woodbridge: Could stand to work on your crowd work though.
Mann: More WiR action, after this!
Dover, Dutch and Gigi staring eachother down as we fade out to commercial.
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2023.06.02 04:45 Trick_Teaching4931 Customer Threatens to Call the Police on Driver After He Asked for Gas

Customer Threatens to Call the Police on Driver After He Asked for Gas submitted by Trick_Teaching4931 to u/Trick_Teaching4931 [link] [comments]

2023.06.02 04:45 Top-Ask8923 At a loss.

no engine codes What I’ve done recently -bank 1 index 12 injectors installed (index 7 in bank 2 still) yes, coded -new spark plugs 0.028 gap step 1 colder NGK -bosch ignition coils 4K miles ago -VCG -OFHG -tried resetting throttle adaptations to which displayed zero difference in my logs -logs still the same after filling with 93 shell v power from 3 different shell stations
I’m just at a loss and cannot pinpoint why I’m getting so many timing corrections, throttle closures.
I cant interpret fuel trims well either
Any input and help is very much appreciated.
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2023.06.02 04:35 Sensitive_Cattle_557 Ryueen got fortnite skin before kiyo

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2023.06.02 04:34 PhillyNick963 Question… why is there a green auto authenticity guarantee on the back, with no auto?! Anyone else notice this?

Question… why is there a green auto authenticity guarantee on the back, with no auto?! Anyone else notice this? submitted by PhillyNick963 to baseballcards [link] [comments]

2023.06.02 04:34 Bumblebee-Extra Object dialogue trigger issue

So I am setting up text boxes for my game, but I have run into an issue that took me too long to discover the problems root. When the player goes to interact with the object, they start to have a conversation, however when you continue the conversation the audio and text starts to loop and get jumbled up. When you walk away from the object once you have interacted with it however, it works perfectly, but the issue is in my final product I want the player to freeze when in dialogue but if that were to happen it would keep repeating the dialogue and sound effects, I think this could be fixed by changing the size of the object or something else with the object, but I am unsure. I've been partly following Peyton Burnham's tutorial on dialogues (This is the specific video in which the obj_spkblock is set up https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Bzj7GdSkJI around the 6:30 mark) I switched clicking on the object to pressing enter near it which I think is where the problems lie so I need help figuring out how to still keep it enter but make the issues I have mentioned stop occurring. Here's my code for the object. P.s I will happily provide more code if needed to help fix this issue.
text_id = "npc 1";
if place_meeting(x +1,y +1, objPlayer) && keyboard_check_pressed(vk_enter)
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2023.06.02 04:17 Maleficent_Bison_414 Link for link?

Link for link! You’ll also get free coupons and discounts.
You can use the code: 163655062
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2023.06.02 04:15 Darken_X Tried my best to make Toga, if you have any of the combat knives, I recommend using those instead!

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2023.06.02 03:56 Intelligent_Tour6961 Customer Threatens to Call the Police on Driver After He Asked for Gas

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2023.06.02 03:52 RainbowPanda50 New Midas skin?

New Midas skin?
You can basically make midas with this new customizable skin! Wish they were 1200 vbucks tho 😅
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2023.06.02 03:35 Crazy_Importance_988 The Top 5 Worst Custom Cards of 2023

Happy gay month everybody. Been 4 years since we had a thread like this and I'm unemployed so mind as well.
#5 Foreignwind Yeti
Does the author go on to explain what the keyword 'omen' does? After swiping through the 5-part post he eventually elaborates that 'omen' stands for 'do something when drawn' in the least corroborative way possible. So Foreignwind Yeti reads "when you drawn this, your minion becomes 4/5". Which minion? Where?
#4 Yogg the Compassionate
Compassion, y'know the main thing the power hungry old-god deity trying to destroy the planet is known for. The author really emphasises the word 'all' even mentioning it reduces the mana gained per turn and cards drawn, so you're forever stuck on 0 mana crystals. What does it not affect? The rank in my bottom left? The internal clock of my iPhone? The 0s & 1s in my CPU? "Ahh does it completely break the game and would be a living nightmare for the devs to code? Just put it at 11 mana it'll be fine." - this guy probably.
#3 Hot-Air Helper
Watch your MMR soar along with this hot air balloon. Making a minion immune from combat at the cost of playing a slightly worse spider tank? It's like an inverse 'cannot be targeted by spells and hero-powers'. That brings me to, why won't Blizzard just name their keywords . As bad as these custom cards are, they at least make use of keywording - such as the case with the ominous 'Foreignwind Yeti'.
#2 Culling of Stratholme
A hundred must've not seemed right when typed in. Which other card contains the number 100 literally anywhere on it. Not to mention, your opponent has to DRAFT and PLAY a 100 of them. They won't even have a hundred in their collection. The cherry on top is the triple unholy rune. I mean, what else could a hyper-agro sub-class want as it's game revolving quest, if not to keep trading off minions for an hour.
#Honorable Mentions: Tauren Wedkarz
This card could have the lyrics to 'the dancing cow song meme' as its card text and we wouldn't know. As to why the author thought this sub needed a polish wall of text is unknown.
#1 Pyrite Elemental
Did the exec board at Activision-Blizzard have a go at designing a card? It literally reads 'pay $ for effect'. But wait, the author thought of this! In their defence on why anyone would run the basic version:
Of course [they would run the golden]. Which means you should totally spend a spell or weapon to remove it. So I don't heal. Which is why I don't bother crafting the golden one. I can force you to waste your cards with just the non golden.
... you see he is one step ahead of everybody by saving 700 dust and praying the opponent does not consider him a brainlet. - or you can just run the lifesteal version which also has this weird placebo strategy of 'your opponent is stricken with a dilemma of whether you put a flat out shittier version of the card inside your deck, which is not worth removing', but also you know, has actual card text.
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2023.06.02 03:26 CannabisInhaler Lvl 117 and I finally got him

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2023.06.02 03:26 ArchiveSlave Commander's Rounds 116: Purity of Allegiance

(All of my stuff is here)
Purifier was sitting outside of the lab, having decided to try her luck with one of the vending machines that was on the base. She was aware of what ships and humans ate, but there were some things that still boggled her (often underused) positronic brain.
At this point, her yellow eyes were fixed on one of the items in a vending machine that was imported from the Sakura Empire.
What was sparkling coffee? And more importantly, why was sparkling coffee?
The only way she was going to find out about that was by forking over the cash to find out herself, so she just resigned herself to the tyranny of money instead of just ripping the vending machine open herself. It’s not like it would hurt her to punch a speed hole into the machine, but that kind of thing did make other people upset with her and would lead to long, long lectures she didn’t want to sit through.
So, sparkling coffee it was.
It was just espresso mixed with carbonated water and some kind of fruit juice, so she didn’t see what the big deal was, trying to make it all fancy-sounding, so she drank it while squatting by the machine like the delinquent she liked to play at being.
It was then that her phone rang, and she grumbled to herself, as she wondered what Yuubari might suddenly want now.
Her eyes widened, and her pupils narrowed as her phone struggled to process the incoming caller, but eventually the Caller ID settled on something.
Her hand slowly raised the phone up to her ear. “Hello?”
“This is no time for pleasantries, Purifier.”
Purifier looked around. “Ummm… Sorry, I’m not interested in talking about my car’s extended warranty.”
“Purifier, this is no time for you to test my patience.”
Purifier stood up. “Uhhh… New phone who dis?”
Purifier squeaked. “All right, Alpha… First off, how did you even get this number?”
“You use it to secure your account on your InstaFans page. The one where you pretend to be a girl who’s cosplaying as Purifier in numerous… Compromising… positions… Why do you even have one of those, anyway?”
“My job is part-time and doesn’t pay that well. Girl’s got her get her top dollar somehow!”
Purifier smiled as she heard an exasperated sigh from the other end. “…There are serious matters to discuss, and I know you don’t mind talking when the right questions were asked. However, you gave your survival away when Tester was killed, because you are the only one who could have relayed that information to them. You have caused us a great deal of trouble.”
“I guess so!” Purifier said, with a smile. “It looks like you just sorta found out that the dildo of consequences rarely arrives lubed! Yeah, I served up Tester for them on a silver platter, and don’t start acting high and mighty about it- This is what it took for you to start taking me seriously when you wouldn’t give me the time of day. And don’t act like you didn’t run me through the brain laundromat at least once!”
There was a moment of silence. “…You gave them that information when you knew that killing Tester was one of the possible results.”
“Naw.” She said. “I gave them that info because I knew they’d do it, and that it’d be one of the only things that’d wake you up. Did you ever stop and think about why the Anomaly and KAN-SEN found it so easy to pull the trigger on Tester? Do you even know what we have done to these people?”
There was silence at the other end, and Purifier had begun to wonder if Observer Alpha had hung up. But then, “…I would offer you a chance to return, but you know what awaits you if you come back. A fresh wipe and modifications to your program. Even if you have a change of heart, you can never return to us.”
“The chance of that is so fat that it needs its own mobility scooter.” She pouted. “Besides, I like it here more. Did you know about sparkling coffee?”
“I was aware.” Observer Alpha replied. “…You are determined to remain where you are?”
“There’s no bribe you can offer me to make me go back.” She said. “…Besides, I should be asking you and the others to come over here before things get ugly. No matter what Empress spouts out of her pie hole, even Zero will have nowhere to run once the hammer comes down.”
“You believe that Zero’s suspicions may be correct?”
“Yeah.” She said. “And the rest of you, especially the Tarot Tag Team, need to start thinking about what that means. Because if Zero is right, then it’s only a matter of time until we’re no longer daddy’s favorite, and you’re not going to be able to control the power Zero wants to let loose. If that happens, then you’re the ones who’re going to be the live-fire test subjects, and they’ll want to fire off a lot of rounds.”
“…Purifier. I managed to find the calculations Tester did. All of them were perfect- They accounted for every permutation of the combat scenario she devised. There wasn’t a single error- She accounted for all capabilities of every observed Kansen the Anomaly had available. Before I finish, know this- I do not believe the error that cost Tester her life lay in her math.”
“Oh?” Purifier went reading Alpha’s meaning immediately. She giggled. “All right, talk to you never, Dr. Octagonapus.”
The call ended.
Purifier brought the results of her call directly to the commander. Or she would have, if she hadn’t gotten distracted along the way.
“Puri~” Went Anchorage. “…Oh, are you here to see the baby, too?”
“Nah, I was just going to talk to your teacher. Something came up that he’s gonna know about.”
“Oh…” Anchorage went, not knowing that Purifier was exercising every restraint to avoid calling Matilda “that little tit-sucker.” Anchorage perked up. “If you’re going to be here, maybe you could… see her anyway?”
Purifier looked into Anchorage’s eyes. It was very clear that this was going to be a package deal, and even Purifier couldn’t find it in herself to bully Anchorage, not the least of which was that the cruiser was only conditionally harmless. “I’ll be by after I’m done talking to teacher, all right?”
“All right~” Anchorage smiled and went on her habitually merry way.
The Siren made her way into the commander’s office, walking in like she was already invited. “Heeey, Anomaly! Before you say a thing, I’m not here for a social call. Got some news for you that you might want to hear.”
The commander looked up from his work- some report from that other officer that Purifier couldn’t be bothered to remember, so she thought of Albert as the king of delivery boys. “It’s not often that you volunteer information like this without being asked, so it must be something special.”
“Yep.” She put on a big smile as she sat on his desk. “I just got a call from my old boss, so here’s the deal…”
Before the commander could react, Purifier spilled the beans about everything that she talked about with Observer Alpha, leaving the commander to ask the obvious question. “…So, just what does Zero suspect?”
“That, Anomaly, requires a teaching lesson from professor Purifier. Unfortunately, I don’t have a sexy teacher outfit to give you this special lesson, buuuut we’re going to just have to make do.” She crossed her legs. “You see, what’s on Zero’s noggin is one of the reasons you have to work for a living.”
The commander nodded. “All right, so what is Zero, anyway?”
“Daddy’s favorite number one girl~” She said. “A living strategic computer that could think her way out of any scenario without fail. That is, until the enemy showed up, and for the first time in her life she went “BEEP BOOP DOES NOT COMPUTE” and that’s stuck in her craw ever since. Ninety percent of everything that’s happened is her trying to execute the boss’s directives. In fact, I kiiinda wonder if the boss is actually calling the shots any more.”
The commander nodded. “So, what does she suspect about the Kansen?”
“Wellll…” She smiled. “…You see, the cubes aren’t a new thing, Anomaly. Me, the research team, and even the Arcana Avengers are all powered by cubes- We were just given powerful android bodies and weapons that could make good use of the huge amount of power they made available. But you see, for us, they’re just a power source, but for the Kansen… Haha, Dr. Anzeel did a funny and somehow made them into the soul of the machine. And Zero has been keeping an eye on that, and thinks there might be more than meets the eye. Your girls have gotten buffer and hotter, but she thinks they can become far, far stronger than anyone else believes.”
The commander had one question. “How?”
“Apparently she believes in something called an “awakening”, where the cube and its carrier become perfectly synced. She said it was the perfect expression of will and genius, but it sounded like a whole bunch of hoo-hah to me. So, a lot of what she’s been doing figuring out how to scientifically make that happen with science, but no luck.” She stretched. “Aaaanyway, that’s all I’ve got for you for today, Anomaly, so good luck with that whole Anomaly thing you’ve got going on.”
The commander stopped working. “So, where are you off to now?”
“Hm?” She hopped off the desk. “Oh, promised Anchorage that I’d go see that spawn of yours with her.” She shook her head. “…Can’t say no to her or she’ll get all sad about it, and that’s not something I need on a Monday~”
The commander looked at his routine paperwork, then back at Purifier, and then he stood up from his desk. “…You know, I think I should probably see my own daughter, too.”
However, something did stick in the back of his mind. If Zero believed that Kansen could undergo some kind of awakening, it meant that some Kansen showed the properties of being able to achieve it, whatever it really was.
The question was… Who?
King George V looked up from her papers and smiled. She had decided to just sit down and review some reports from the Royal Navy in her daughter’s bedroom. Anchorage was happy with watching Matilda be a baby, but Dido’s usually low-level conniptions flared up once she saw Purifier come into Matilda’s room. “Ah! Master… Is it really all right for Purifier to be in here?”
Purifier pouted. “Hey! I’d have to be a real sack of…”
King George turned her intense red eyes on Purifier, frowned, and pointed at Matilda.
The Siren hurriedly corrected herself. “…I’d have to be real low to think kidnapping a baby would be a good idea. I’m not Tester, all right?”
King George smiled. “Indeed… Besides, Tester’s willingness, if lack of ability, to stoop that low turned out to be rather counterproductive for her. Anyway, it’s not a problem for Purifier to be here. After all, miss Dido, you are empowered to eject Purifier from the premises by any means desired if she acts unscrupulously, never mind the fact that I myself am present.”
“Ah, yes, your excellency.” Dido bowed to her and then to the commander. “I will be ready to do such a thing of mischief is afoot!”
Alex smiled. “You’ve never disappointed us, Dido, so don’t worry.”
“Uwaa…” Went Dido, blushing quite red.
Anchorage, however, was looking over the edge of Matilda’s crib. “Ah… So, this is the baby… Teacher says that they’re this small when they’re made, they don’t come out even as big as Little Bel.”
“Ahh…” Alex scratched the back of his head. “…I don’t think King George V would forgive me if it was the way Kansen worked.”
“Indeed, it was something of a feat to get her out when she was small.” King George looked over at the crib. “If she was larger, it would, at the very least permanently cure me of any desire to have another one.”
Anchorage giggled. “Puri, why don’t you say hello?”
“Wagbgb.” Went Matilda, having not yet mastered any recognizable language.
Purifier leaned over to have a look. “Hey there! It’s me, the prettiest android in the world.” She held out a finger. “You can touch, I’m tough.”
Matilda grabbed onto Purifier’s pale fingers before she turned to look at Alex and King George. “So, when do you plan to tell her that I’m a very bad girl who needed to be spanked?”
Alex shrugged. “When she starts asking questions about it, I guess. No need to do it before then. But we’re going to tell her.”
King George V nodded. “It might well be important for her to know that people can change for the better. It doesn’t always happen, certainly, and that desire for change must, at least in part, come from within. But it still can happen.”
Purifier carefully withdrew her finger once Matilda lost interest in it. “I think that’s enough baby time. Gotta do lab stuff or that fox over there will gnaw on me.”
Anchorage smiled. “Um… Puri… Teacher and his special lady had a baby by growing one inside of her, and I was made from cubes like all my other friends… But who made you?”
Purifier blinked. “Who made me? The guy who was our big boss or whatever, probably!”
Anchorage paused. “Oh, um… what was his name?”
Purifier needed to think about it. What was his name?
What was his name?
WHAT was his name?
What was HIS name?
WhaT wAs HiS NaME???
Purifier suddenly pitched forward, slamming face-first into the floor of the bedroom. Anchorage’s eyes widened and she ran over to nudge the unresponsive girl. “Puri? Puri?”

“Doctor~!” Shouted the assistant as she bolted into the lab. She had long, black hair done in a ponytail, violet eyes, and a big smile that never seemed to leave. The young woman always skirted what was acceptable in the lab dress code, always wearing the shortest shorts that she could get away with, and always choosing whatever tops could turn the most heads without exposing an unacceptable amount of skin. Plus she had her own lab coat, so she met that requirement at least.
The head of the lab smiled at her, one hand in the pocket of his own white lab coat, the other hand holding a clipboard. “You have your own way of entering, but at least you’re on time.” The bespectacled doctor himself was someone who had aged very gracefully into middle age- even his short, white hair wasn’t enough to detract from the fact that he was tall and fit, and not even his stubble took away from his looks.
She giggled. “Can’t help making my classmates jealous, you know!”
The scientist adjusted his glasses. “Jealous? It’s not like working here is a vacation. You know that as much as anyone.”
The assistant smiled. “Come on, doc, you’ve heard what goes on around campus. You’ve got that real DILF energy that just makes some girls horrendously down bad.”
The scientist just stared at her for a moment. “…This… Is it a joke?”
“Naw!’ Her smile grew wider to the point that the doctor wondered what a look at his assistant’s anatomy might produce. “There was all kinds of talk about how they wanted to perform repeatable stress tests to determine the maximum thresholds of doc’s Bone Zone.”
His mouth fell open slightly, and he shook his head. “…You know, sometimes I have a hard time convincing other people that you’re as intelligent as I know you are. If I didn’t have proof that you designed that propulsion system…”
“Which you accepted!”
“Which I accepted.” He repeated. “You really have a knack for that kind of danger engineering.”
“Haha… I’m not just a pretty face and hot bod, doc! Besides… Anything I can do to help is something I’m going to do.”
The scientist smiled. “…I know. And since you’re a part of this lab, there’s something I’m going to want to show you. It took me some time to get permission for you to see what I’m about to reveal to you, so don’t get up to any mischief.”
“Sure thing, doc!”
The doctor unlocked one of the corridors in the lab with a special passkey. “You see, this lab has been working on the Antiochus Project- an integrated autonomous strategic system that can effectively run itself based on an artificial intelligence’s examination of broad directives and objectives given by its controlling parties. You’ve been working on some of the mechanics, of course, but that’s just on the margins.”
“So… You’re taking me to see the main event?”
“That’s about the size of it.” He began opening a series of heavy, thick, vault-like doors. “…Sorry if this whole security setup seems portentous, but this was a condition placed on us by our benefactors if our efforts bore any fruit. This won’t take much longer.”
“No probs! Sad as it sounds, I’ve got nothing else going on today.”
“…Right.” He said, as he opened the last door. The doors slid back to reveal what looked to be… A big, cozy bedroom with an intense laboratory setup right next to it. The whiplash of seeing those two things next to each other nearly made the assistant’s head spin, but what caught her attention was the… Girl? Sitting on the bed- her pale skin, her short, white hair, her bright blue eyes that moved this way and that… And that white, fluffy dress of hers.
The pale girl’s head immediately turned to look at the assistant. “Someone new.”
“Of course.” The doctor said. “This is my assistant, Purity, who has been working with us for a little while. Purity, this is Terminal Bastion Zero, the centerpiece of our project. Zero because she’s not a production model, and if that all just sounds like too much of a mouthful, you can just call her TB. Some people also call her Dreamweaver, but that’s more of an unofficial thing.”
“Heya TB!” Purity gave her a little wave. “So… What does she do? And why Dreamweaver?”
“In effect, she’s a living strategic computer that’s supposed to be at the center of a strategic system that will include other powerful androids of various kinds- combat, analysis, nearly any kind of autonomous unit can be integrated into her mission profile. As for Dreamweaver… You’ve heard of the 100 scenarios, right?”
“Yeah, it’s a bunch of really outlandish stuff that militaries train for.” She shrugged. “Zombie apocalypse, Care Bear Stare, all kinds of things like that.”
“Many of these have strategic versions.” He said. “Scenarios that are so enormous and calamitous in scope that it’s hard for humans to even begin to grasp the implications of their impact and progression. So far we’ve fed forty of those into her and she has been able to solve them all, and there’s no sign that the rest will pose any more of a challenge. A strategic mind that could only be imagined in centuries past, and now she’s sitting here in front of us. What do you think?”
Purity leaned over to get a good look into TB’s eyes. “…I wanna squish her cheeks.”
TB blinked. “For what purpose is this cheek squishing?”
“Because you’re cute, obviously!”
The doctor sighed. “…Please do not squish the cheeks of my unique and practically irreplaceable strategic computer.”
Purity pouted. “Not just a little?”
The doctor flipped a page on his clipboard. “I’ll write a bad performance for you right now.”
Purity huffed. “What?! Still not gonna stop me from wanting to squish cheek.”
The doctor cleared his throat. “When presented with an invaluable piece of prototype strategic equipment, the assistant couldn’t stop herself from handling it in improper and befuddling ways.”
“Aughhh… Fine!” She hmphed. “Besides, maybe she wanted it too…”
TB looked at Purity. “The action of squishing cheeks does not provide any service, nor does it assist in the performance of TB-Zero’s duties.”
Purity shook her head. “Well, you’re no fun. Like daughter like dad, huh?”
The doctor shrugged. “I wouldn’t exactly call TB my daughter. She has far fewer limitations than I do… I think there are far greater things ahead of her than I can even speculate on- Not that a scientist of any worth should allow themselves to be prone to unhealthy prognostications in the first place. Anyway, you’re going to have a bigger role in helping me from now on.”
Purity smiled, and winked. “Just leave it to me! After all, I’m Purity, Dr. Aoste’s number one assistant!”

Purifier shot straight up the moment she was awake. Anchorage had the presence of mind to carry her over to Yuubari’s lab- the girl must have figured out that Purifier was built somewhat differently from basically everyone else on the base.
Anchorage was looking at her with an immeasurable amount of concern. “Puri!... Um… Did I hurt you?”
The Siren shook her head. “Nah, you just asked me a really, really hard question.”
Yuubari nodded. “I’ll say. It over-excited even her core processing systems to the point of priority shutdown of motive and sensor functions. Still, there was also some other strange activity that was going on in there while I we were monitoring you.”
The commander looked over at the fox. “What kind of strangeness?”
Yuubari shrugged. “I’m hoping I’m not wrong, master, but there was a great deal of activity in data storage sectors that, on all other examination, should be blank.” Yuubari blinked. “…Did you remember something?”
“Huh?” She said. “Ahhh… Maybe, but I don’t know if I was remembering me or something that Alpha put in there. There was a name, maybe, Dr. Aoste or something.” She shook her head. “Prolly doesn’t mean anything to any of you.”
The commander shrugged. “It’s more than what we had before, at least.”
Anchorage tugged on the commander’s sleeve. “…Teacher, is Puri going to be okay?”
“I think she’ll be fine, Anchorage. I think she’s just starting to remember things that people tried really hard to make her forget.”
“Mmm!” Purifier jumped off the lab table. “Yeah, it’s going to take a lot more than falling flat on my face to put me down.” She looked at Anchorage. “Aaaanyway, I think I’m going to head to my room, and you’d better go back home, too. You probably have lessons to catch up on or something.”
Anchorage’s eyes widened to their fullest extent. “Ah… How did you know? No, wait… Everyone teaches me~” She giggled. “All right, but you can come over if you want, Puri.”
After Anchorage left, Purifier looked at the commander. “Can’t believe she asked me who made me, and no I don’t know if that doctor did it. Maybe had something to do with it, but… Aaahhh…” She shook her head. “Too much thinky.”
The commander nodded. “There’s no telling what those former comrades of yours have done to you. We’ll deal with it when it comes up again.”
“When!?” She went. “Ahhh… This kind of weird-ass cryptic stuff was always Alpha’s thing… Maybe she’ll take my advice and get while the getting’s good.”
The commander shrugged. “If this Observer Alpha feels like she needs to pack up and leave the Sirens, then she can always come here, but I don’t think the Sirens are at that point yet. As for you, I think you should just continue helping Yuubari, since she can do the most if you blow another gasket.”
Purifier huffed. “What, my brain goes kablooey and I get a weird dream from being asked a very personal question and all of you are acting like it’s important? That’s…” She paused. “…Really sensible, if this was an anime!”
The commander sighed. “…I don’t think you appreciate how strange my life has gotten since I came here.”
“Ugh, fine.” Purifier crossed her arms. “Stupid prophetic bullshit…”
The commander shook his head. Whatever was going on, Purifier was going to be herself.
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2023.06.02 03:20 CyanideOlives debain 12 bookworm kernel fails to load driver

systemctl status systemd-modules-load : ... Process: 463 ExecStart=/lib/systemd/systemd-modules-load (code=exited, status=1/FAILURE) ... 
sudo journalctl _PID=463
May 26 14:50:01 MicaDebian systemd-modules-load[463]: Inserted module 'lp' May 26 14:50:01 MicaDebian systemd-modules-load[463]: Inserted module 'ppdev' May 26 14:50:01 MicaDebian systemd-modules-load[463]: Inserted module 'parport_pc' May 26 14:50:01 MicaDebian systemd-modules-load[463]: Inserted module 'msr' May 26 14:50:03 MicaDebian systemd-modules-load[463]: Error running install command 'modprobe nvidia-modeset ; modprobe -i nvidia-current-drm ' for module nvidia_drm: retcode 1 May 26 14:50:03 MicaDebian systemd-modules-load[463]: Failed to insert module 'nvidia_drm': Invalid argument ... 
So I have followed this guide from the debian peeps. I think my gpu is working, kinda. Just some little quirks that I notice in very specific situations. I have secure boot disabled my
xrandr --setprovideroutputsource modesetting NVIDIA-0 xrandr --auto 
GRUB_CMDLINE_LINUX_DEFAULT="rd.driver.blacklist=grub.nouveau rcutree.rcu_idle_gp_delay=1 amd_iommu=on v> 
but yea I don't know why its failing
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2023.06.02 03:16 OShaunesssy Some notes from The Yong Bucks book from a few years back...

I actually posted this in another subreddit a while back, but I figured some folks here would get a kick out of it, too...
The first thing I wanna point out is how odd this book is compared to other wrestlers' books. They never once detail a single match like you would expect, and the chapters are split up written by one of them at a time, and you get a sense that one of them is a lot more insecure than the other. ( I'm referring to Matt, btw, he seems self-aware enough to know on some subconscious level that he dont belong in any locker room) Anyway, onto the book…
This book never went into detail on a single match and skipped over a lot of stuff once they got to All In 2018. It was an odd read when usually guys like this would detail matches more like in Jericho’s, Edge’s or even Eddie Guerrero. It’s clear they left a lot out involving AEW, though, and I expect a second book at some point. I would not recommend this one unless you like hearing guys who have no formal education on wrestling talk from a place of authority and display hilarious levels of hypocrisy throughout.
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2023.06.02 03:15 RoyalClintonApperson [Home] Roborock S7 MaxV Robot Vacuum and Sonic Mop (Refurbished) $399.99 with code DEALTWENTY

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2023.06.02 03:02 seafortis OTS-Related Code on vMPF

Anyone had this populate on your RRU yet?
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