2023.06.02 04:05 Starsign-GladiatorrCubic zirconia/ zircon ; safe to wear?
I saw a lot of jewelery containing cubic zircon / zircon but i have read that it might contain uranium and thorium in small quantities, now my question is that is these jewlery safe to weqr on your chest ect.. ? Also is everything contains this much uranium and thorium ect. like this zircon / cubic zirconia or is it just these specific minerals that are highlighted in places that they contain these?
2023.06.01 20:54 rlnjkmIs LISK a Bisexual Sadist Sexual Serial Killer?
Is LISK a bisexual sadist serial killer; grooming, attacking and murdering both men and women and why do few people really want to consider this? A reasonable case for this can be made with just allowing one’s perspective to see all of the overarching evidence and challenge law enforcement’s one dimensional, myopic and hastily put together narrative. As stated many times before, SCPD believes “Asian Male” to be an outlier, a surprise to LISK, who being all heterosexual, beat this person to death in a fit of rage. On the surface, this is a plausible assessment; that is, if there weren't any other males found in proximity (location and time), to female victims, or found in some sort of female clothing. How does that align when SCPD also has a keen eye on Andre Jamal “Sugar Bear'' Issac, going so far as to incorporate a link to the Gilgo News website, and “owning” the case, despite their torso being found in Arverne, in a female bodysuit and skirt? The link, or links?
Sugar Bear was a Drag Artist, well known in those circles from NY to NJ and even in the DC area.
Sugar Bear was also arrested twice on prostitution charges.
Sugar Bear was shot in the left temple and dismembered and disposed of in multiple locations.
There is a lot to unpack regarding Sugar Bear. They were last seen shortly before Thanksgiving leaving their home and getting into a red BMW type sports car with “nice rims''. They were observed leaving without their coat or pocketbook. However, Sugar Bear’s torso was found clad in a black bodysuit and skirt. I would imagine that the person who last saw Sugar Bear leaving their home would have made note if they left in that skirt and bodysuit. Last Seen 11/17/2002 and torso not found until 12/2002, did LISK hold on to Sugar Bear as Dormer alluded to with the GB4?
As my research progressed, using my map, it became rather obvious to me that there was something more going on than the narrative suggests. The list of male victims I’ve compiled are not conclusive and there could very well be any number of reasons and tons of other POI’s, but if “Asian Male” and Sugar Bear and the Manorville Males are in LISK’s orbit, then so too are the men I will introduce below. SCPD, subsequently and consistently has denied any link between the three murdered males found in Manorville, 2000, 2003 and 2012, despite being in relative proximity to Jessica Taylor and Valerie Mack (who were also found along Ocean Parkway in the Gilgo Beach area). But, is this accurate? Not by a long shot…..here is why… What if LISK selected both women and men, to moderately groom and ultimately murder? Before I get to that, I wanted to thoroughly look at Sexual Serial Killers in general. Many SK’s are compulsion killers- driven towards certain criteria and/or opportunities, but predominantly, sexually driven:
Sam Little: preyed on sex workers and women with substance use disorders.
Richard Cottingham: both spontaneous and opportunistic, killed women and teens.
Dennis Rader: stalked and killed females, a family with one adult and one minor male.
Gary Ridgeway: strangled and killed female sex workers
There are precedents of bisexual serial killers:
Israel Keyes is particularly interesting and the true scope of his murders will never be known, but Keyes was definitively bisexual and targeted couples and sex workers. Keyes also was driven by a sexual lust that did not discriminate between the sexes. He often purchased lube and stored it in his kill caches.
Sean Paul Hanify is a self professed bisexual serial killer who’s spree spanned from 1989-2002.
Herbert Baumeister, married father of 3 children, is linked to 11-24 murders.
Serial killers have many overlapping traits, which seem like MO’s to the average person, but this is actually not the case. Each known serial killer is wholly unique and while there are some similarities, it is foolish to try to relegate any one of them into a box of characteristics and call it expertise, or “definitive”. LISK clearly has a female “preference”. Petite, 5’-5’5”, 100 -110 lbs., hazel/green eyes. The “attributed” LISK Victims all share these characteristics. (Side note: less than 5% of the world’s population has hazel eyes, in the US, it’s closer to 18%). The narrative here is that it was easier to “control” smaller, lighter women, but not necessarily the case. Eye color preference is a derivative of paraphilia and may represent for LISK, a catalyst, rooted in his childhood or early developmental experiences or fantasies. With the males we see a different trend, notably because males tend to be larger overall. But the methods of their deaths have some consistency. For now, I will focus on just the time frame of 1990-2016. I will add background where relevant. To be fair, some of the criteria I used is lacking depth and is tenuous, however, for example, at that time, it was well known that a male wearing one earring is representing themselves as gay in many circles, whereas nowadays, it is not.
UP#8053 12/23/1993 Queens, 30-40 y/o, no pants but red and white boxers
UP#2925 05/20/1998 Brentwood, 15-17, stud earring, crude ligature, no pants, but white and blue boxers. PMI late 1997
UP#6310 08/22/1998 Brooklyn, 20-40, wearing a wig
UP#6091 PMI 1998-1999 Brooklyn, 30-45, partial remains, no pants, only camo shorts
UP#6123 05/-6/1999 Bronx, 40-60, black lace bodysuit
UP#2731 12/24/1991 Montauk Male, 35-51, found only in bikini underpants.
Full name : Erzulie Mō fubuki Gender : female Age : 32 Origin : grandline Occupation : pirate, first mate, weapons maker & shipwright of the Everii Pirates Devil Fruit : Snow Snow Fruit Appearance Freda is a women of average height. Freda has pale white icey blue hair stopping just past her butt with the ending in a ponytail and somewhat big aquamarine eyes that seem to sparkle slightly. Freda has soft features being one of the most beautiful women in the one piece world. She has light brown skin and has a soft smooth flowing voice as well. She normally wears black high heel boots that stop at her calves midway and wears a fitting blue turtle neck sweater dress that stops slightly above her knees. She wears snowflake earrings & matching lipstick as well. She keeps a winter trench coat on as well it’s never closed and has the everii pirates symbol on the back. Personality Freda likes to run ahead of others and explore and get into things often due to her inquisitive nature. She likes to play and engage in immature behavior and will attempt to party excessively at anytime without fail, sometimes wanting that over gold if hungry. She loves food and looks at it second to gold only. Freda will go to sleep at any time right wear she is at, often stopping whatever she’s doing shocking surrounding individuals just like ace in the arabasta diner. While very beautiful she is somewhat of a tomboy loves to engage in fights, squabbles & drinking contest with her fellow crew members often beating majority of the men on the crew in multiple bets, challenges and fights. She can act childish at times throwing a tantrum or abusing her Yuki Yuki no Mi fruit ability for childish or petty things. She will often taunt and tease her opponents even sometimes belittling them. She tends to be cruel and seductive to them even taking her time and attempts to crushing them completely. Even with all of this she is still very smart and intellectual. Abilities While Freda is capable of sailing and navigating the GrandLine alone or with a crew and building high quality ships. Freda is also a high iq weapons maker and expert. She is a mechanic as well. Freda is the first mate, mechanic & shipwright of the everii pirates. Having command over team of mechanics and shipwrights to keep the ship in order. Freda also is one of the combatants on the crew as well. She is a beautiful singer as well, having a natural talent for it.
She has remarkable super human strength, speed, agility, endurance & flexibility as well. She’s able to take on multiple enemies at once while keeping her distance or fighting in close combat mostly. She uses her strength to make ship improvements and make and modify other stuff as well. She often uses her fruit powers to crush the enemy under piles of snow similar to using water only leaving them very cold moving slower than normal. Freda also uses kicks, punches, grapples and other types of moves in conjunction with her fruit.
Being the current user of the Snow Snow fruit, she has a logia type and uses it to contort her body and tends to use it similar to katakuri as well. She also launches ranged attacks suck as a giant compressed snow ball in the shape of a fist or foot sometimes even a hippo, rhino or elephant. Being a master of her fruit she has awakened it being able to change her surrounding climate into snow or snow blizzard weapon Freda had made a snow blast cannon by researching her own fruit power. This cannon resembles a Gatling gun but has a single barrel with a cover and mouth that opens when charging a blast. This cannon charges up for up to 3 seconds before blasting a large forceful blast of snow similar to Frankie’s pre-timeskip coupe da vent move. If on target the enemy suffers crushing and blunt damage as well severely cold temperatures making it harder to move. Haki Being a power holder for a long time she mastered her fruit power long ago working and mastering her haki abilities. She is a holder of Observation, Armament and even Supreme King haki. Freda has a close to expert handle on her haki her most notable being her Observation Haki as she can see 6-12 seconds into the future. She also has advanced armament haki as well using it against much stronger enemies to can contend with her in a fight.
2023.05.31 16:08 SpacePaladin15The Nature of Predators 120
FirstPrev PatreonArxur POV of the CradleSeries wikiOfficial subredditDiscord --- Memory transcription subject:Captain Sovlin, United Nations Fleet Command Date [standardized human time]: January 15, 2137 The predators’ war strategy hinged around hitting the two Federation founders where it hurt. The Kolshians always offer severe resistance, as they proved they could hold their own against the masters of killing, after all. During my therapy sessions, one topic discussed was the reality that the Commonwealth could’ve intervened on the cradle. They’d possessed the technology and the numbers to smack an Arxur raid down like it was nothing; instead, they’d watched as the Gojids were pushed to the precipice of extinction. Had I known about Nikonus’ apathetic view of our woes, back when Cilany and I visited Aafa, I would’ve gutted him with my claws then. The Kolshians would be the more satisfying of the founding duo to combat; I could envision the smug look on their chief’s face. However, on an objective level, it was clear-cut which conspirator was the easiest to undermine. The Farsul States were the brains of the empire, and their worlds were ripe for the taking. The Farsul and the Kolshians disagreed on the handling of humanity’s survival, with the States contributing to the ill-fated extermination fleet. Their ships were known for being damage-sponges, a more prey-like and displayable attribute than their conspiratorial counterparts. The Farsul elders, like their Ambassador Darq, made a grave error of judgment at the summit on humanity; tipped off about their genocide participation by Earth, the Arxur moved in on their homeworld, Talsk. The grays’ raid nearly succeeded, and was warded off with substantial losses. I’m sure Talsk has rebuilt its forces, just as Earth has replaced their army. Still, they’ve been weakened by the war, while the Kolshians have been waiting in the wings. Cilany listened astutely, as I told her via FTL call-link what I was authorized to disclose. “So let me get this straight. You’re going to drop into Talsk’s inner orbit within minutes, and land solely to access the Galactic Archives?” “That’s correct,” I answered. “Humanity can’t afford to spare troops on an occupation. They don’t bomb civilians either. The goal is to trap the Farsul within their own world, and cut them off from the galaxy.” “And they’re pulling any crew with training in ground combat from the starship? Including you and your human pals.” “Crewing the ships was equally as difficult as building them, Cilly. Logistically, we don’t want more mouths to feed up here, and we also need men for every battleground and occupation across the galaxy. Sillis, Fahl, Mileau, ground defenses. If you can hold a gun and keep your wits, you’re part of the landing party.” Tyler referred to it as being a utility player in a game called baseball, which involved smacking a stone with a metal club. I didn’t grasp what he was on about, and I didn’t dare to ask. That human was rather unapologetic with his predatory hobbies. Cilany pressed her toes to her head. “So you’re cobbling together the ‘nonessentials' from your ship, and they’re all heading planetside during an orbital battle? That’s suicide.” “The predators have a distraction planned. The Farsul ships should be…concerned with other events. I’ll be fine. We’ve got a plan.” A plan that involves de-orbiting a lunar body, and fits in with the general picture of Terran psychosis. A normal day in the United Nations’ service. “Thanks for the non-answer,” the Harchen reporter grumbled. “I thought we were friends, Sovlin! Give me something. Like…why was there satellite footage of naval armaments being loaded on to Terran carriers, which we know from subspace trails were heading Federation-bound?” That was the other deranged part of the mission, which was anything but a routine landing. The Terrans noticed a patch of Talsk’s ocean was unreadable by standard sensors, during stealth recon. Intelligence coupled this with communications between Archives staff, discussing “shipping exercises.” Like any normal species, the primates drew the conclusion that the Farsul were hiding incriminating information underwater…and based their mission parameters on this assumption. Did the United Nations believe that habitats under the ocean were possible? If the humans weren’t grasping at straws on this one, I’d be beyond impressed with their deductive skills. At this point, I didn’t think their insanity was up for debate. Cilany wasn’t going to hear intel that was damaging to their species’ reasoning skills from me. “Don’t pretend you don’t know about the boats,” she pressed. “What good do those do in an orbital clash? Are you landing by water ship?” I jabbed a sharp claw at the camera. “If you wanted to know that, you’d be here with us. They’d sign off on it, undoubtedly. Believe it or not, humans send reporters with their troops into war zones.” “I’ve heard of them. ‘War correspondents,’ covering conflict from the front lines, armed only with a camera. I’m willing to take risks for a scoop, but that’s lunacy! I, as a non-human, like to gather my stories in areas without active firefights.” “These FTL comms saved your ass then. You’d be out of the loop for weeks. I’ll keep you informed of the results when the mission is complete.” “I won’t push you more, for now. Whatever you find in the Archives, I want to be the first to know.” “I’ll see what I can do. So long.” My eyes turned to the triangular shuttle waiting in the hangar bay. I was aware the Terrans had a myriad of new contraptions, but this design seemed foolhardy to me. A narrow, aerodynamic vehicle was optimal for atmospheric travel. Thankfully, I didn’t have to pilot this craft; while it was made to transport crew, it was self-flying. Samantha and Carlos had saved me a seat, while Tyler and Onso manned what was considered the back-up pilot and co-pilot’s chairs. What I’d been told at the briefing was that we would descend to sea level, before transferring to a submarine. My immediate inquiry was if the humans had ever seen a Gojid swim, but they just laughed. The amusement was followed by a patronizing smile, and a response of “That won’t be necessary.” I swear, if the plan is for me to ride on Carlos’ back and no one is telling me, I’m gonna claw some binocular eyes out. “Hello, Onso.” I recalled Dr. Bahri’s advice to be kinder to the primitive in my inner dialogue, rather than regarding him only by his innate ignorance. “You ready?” The Yotul flicked his reddish ears. “I mentioned on shore leave that I wanted to break Farsul skulls. They have their paws in every pot, every mind in the Federation. I’m sure as shit ready to fight them.” “I’ll be honest, I’m a little nervous. Land creatures don’t belong…sinking into the ocean. I mean, this submersible ship does not float. How do we get back up?” “Same as flying. Air currents versus water currents. You trust human tech or you don’t.” “I’m more comfortable in space too, but it’s good the navy is finally going to get a cut of the action. Humanity needs to win on every terrain and theater of war,” Carlos growled. “My comments about the space era aged like milk,” Samantha griped. “I called a sailor friend of John…of my husband’s ‘obsolete’, and now they’re airdropping warboats. Just my luck; I’ll never hear the end of it if they get a single kill.” I gently tapped her hand with my paw. “It might be good for you to reconnect with some of your old friends.” “Spare me the ‘Kumbaya’ therapy shit. I mean, good for you, but you don’t need to proselytize.” Tyler cleared his throat. “Let’s keep it professional, people. We’re pulling a stealth jump behind each of Talsk’s four moons, but we can’t get closer than that. Entering real space any second.” “As if you’re professional,” Onso snorted. “Remind me how many game controllers you’ve broken? We’re so close to kicking these Feddies in the backside, and I want—no, I need to get this perfect. Are all of you ready?” “I’d like to live to see the Federation fall,” Sam sighed. “Ready, sir.” “And I’d like to live to see galactic peace,” Carlos countered. “Ready here too, sir.” Before I could offer up my own assent, Tyler raised a hand for silence. The shuttle’s digitized replica of the main viewport depicted the shadow of a moon, and a small handful of human carriers snuck through other gravitational hiding spots as well. Launching too soon or too late would result in our demise. We had to wait for the distraction to draw the Farsul’s attention; I had no idea how humans planned to move the smallest lunar satellite. The fact that we got this close, under their nose, shows the lasting consequences of the Arxur attack. The Farsul’s barebones defenses aren’t equipped to catch us in their net; their outposts, with key scanners, were picked apart too. The enemy would be alerted to our presence, once the predators made their move to disturb the smallest moon. The target body lagged a short ways behind our satellite haven’s orbit, which meant our carrier could watch the show. Human military affairs always intrigued me, from how they conjured the impossible with every battle. There was “thinking outside the box”, and then there was ignoring the box’s existence altogether. Rules and conventional wisdom didn’t apply to them. Our viewport plucked stills of box-shaped human craft. In real time, they were blurs that accelerated from behind the target moon’s shadow; that energy expenditure definitely caught the Farsul’s eyes. The objects had been gaining momentum within subspace, and exited warp at a mind-boggling pace. These were evident drones, though they were unlike the Terrans’ conventional battle technology. I squinted in confusion, as the lead cubical craft blazed toward the deformed rock without slowing. The first impact caused a geyser of debris to erupt from the moon, while the drone was obliterated. There appeared to be a slight slowing of the lunar body’s orbit, though it was fractional. It was insanity to think they could redirect a celestial object’s momentum. The humans were undeterred, however, and launched more of the peculiar boxes into the moon. “Reverent Protector,” I murmured. “They’re chipping away at its momentum. Throwing ships at it…” “Until it changes course.” Carlos released a shrill noise by blowing air through his teeth, which made me flinch. “It’s simple kinetic impact. I remember we used this same tech to deflect an asteroid from Earth back in 2129.” Onso flicked his ears. “It’s like shifting a boulder that’s already rolling downhill. It’s got a shit ton of momentum, but you collide enough objects, with enough force, and you could theoretically change where it’s rolling to.” “So this was a brute-force planetary defense system, that you weaponized because you’re predators. Carry on, I guess,” I huffed. Panicked Farsul ships rushed toward the moon, but they, understandably, were not prepared to stop murderous monkeys from dislodging a massive satellite. The United Nations chipped away at the orbital momentum, deflection by deflection, until the speeding rock had visibly changed its arc. Talsk’s gravity won out in the absence of a blistering orbital velocity, and the mile-wide rock began to careen toward the planet. Tyler took that as our cue to launch the triangular shuttle, which was prepped for this moment, away from our carrier. The Farsul vessels concentrated fire on their falling moon, and struggled to simultaneously fend off Terran warships which harassed them on approach. To top it off, our big guns were within orbital range, but the predators were using precision strikes against bases rather than antimatter city hits. There was no way for the enemy to watch for surface-bound transports, with all of the chaos preoccupying them. I wasn’t surprised that no craft moved to intercept us, and that the ride down to Talsk’s surface looked to be seamless. The idea of descending below the ocean still left me riddled with unease; my spines were bristling, and it wasn’t from the humans’ eyes. “Your crazy plan worked.” I tried to focus on the Farsul missiles fruitlessly impacting their own moon, rather than the blue patches enlarging before us. “I’d love to have ears inside the enemy ships. They don’t even know what hit them.” “Ah, yes. Doesn’t it suck when your moon becomes a meteor with a few love taps?” Sam snickered. Tyler allowed himself an amused snort. “Yeah, I hate when that happens. Really ruins your day.” We breached the atmosphere in graceful flight, with flaming resistance enveloping our ship outside. The battle overhead receded into the background; it wasn’t our job to spectate the Farsul moon’s fate. Our shuttle’s autopilot had everything under control, throttling through the outer bands of a foreign world. It slowed our pace to a manageable glide, once the sparkling ocean grew nearer. Water stretched as far as the eye could see, even from hundreds of meters up. There was nowhere to land that I could make out, and the ropes and parachutes at the rear of the aircraft pushed a suggestion into my brain. What if the plan was for us to jump or rappel from the aircraft, onto a submarine’s hull? Where were the submersibles anyways…had their airdrop not preceded us as planned? My claws wrapped around the harness tighter; everything that could go wrong was at the forefront of my mind. We’re slowing down, but not fast enough! Something must be off with the computer. We’re going to slam belly-first into the water, not hover. The humans weren’t panicking, so I tried to convince myself that those thoughts were my fear speaking. However, the choppiness of the waves was visible, and I saw no way to stop in time…at least, not without an inertial dampener failure and the death of us all. My remaining spines were trying to escape from my back; I was almost ready to scream to brace for impact. A mechanism shifted in the shuttle’s belly, and it was then that I suspected we were gliding for a landing. We touched the surface of the water, but instead of sinking, we bobbed gently like a leaf. Our supports splashed the water, and slowed, while balancing atop the waves like it was nothing. I breathed an uneasy sigh of relief, grateful that I had kept my mouth shut amid the humans’ composure. The predators always had wild plans, like plunking an airworthy craft into desolate seas. We were out of the proverbial burrows. Then, without warning, the floats gave out, dropping all support from the triangular craft. Primal terror gnawed at my heart, as our ship started to sink. --- FirstPrev PatreonArxur POV of the CradleSeries wikiOfficial subredditDiscord
2023.05.31 13:05 thejoueusWhich ear is the gay earring? Which ear is the straight ear?
Which ear is the gay jewelry? You may remember hearing that if a guy wore an earring on the appropriate ear, that meant he was gay. The term "gay ear" was typically utilized. Around the 1960s, people started to catch on that a right-ear earring was efficiently a code for being gay. At the same time, the left ear is straight. https://preview.redd.it/yiu98weex63b1.jpg?width=627&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=597c693e8ac9ac2bae4689602198779482bb7322 Gay Earring Side As time went on, earrings, specifically with skill style, in its entirety became extra prominent, and even some straight men chose to pierce their best ear. It quickly became clear that the "gay ear" was no longer a trustworthy way to tell if a man was gay or not. The "gay jewelry" craze lasted up until the 1990s. But wearing an earring on the appropriate ear is still a popular choice. And as ear piercings on both men and women are coming to be extra traditional, a lot more guys than ever are choosing to obtain their ears pierced.
A quick background of the gay jewelry
Which ear is the gay jewelry? Which ear is the straight ear? Now you understand a little about the gay ear. Yet you could wonder how a right-ear piercing became a sort of code. The reality is that gay guys weren't the initial guys to begin wearing jewelry. Seafarers regularly wore earrings, believing they would certainly serve as protection versus sinking mixed-up. Ascendant calculus and moon and sun It's not quite clear exactly how the earring came to be taken on by the gay area as a code. It might have something to do with the reality that using jewelry violated many people's principle of traditional maleness. Because being gay was already seen as non-traditional, utilizing jewelry felt like a logical option. By the late 1960s, putting on an earring in the right ear was a quite clear indication that a man was gay. Gradually, it came to be a sort of open secret that increasingly more non-gay individuals were familiarizing. It's important to keep in mind that the "gay jewelry" was only ever before taken into consideration to be a signal for gay guys. Because jewelry were greatly considered to be mainstream for women by the 1960s, earrings weren't a beneficial code for lesbians. But during the 1990s, ear piercings came to be much more related to basic disobedience and hard rock culture. With people of all sexual preferences having one or both ears, it ended up being difficult to use a jewelry to inform if a man was gay. The "gay ear" trend therefore greatly died out. However it hasn't vanished completely-- you can discover lots of online forum articles online from men asking which is the gay ear prior to obtaining a piercing! Visit Here For More Information About This :- Best Piercing Jewellery. The "gay jewelry" had not been the only thing made use of for signaling that one was gay, although it's probably the most renowned one. "Flagging" was another. In this code, maintaining a scarf in the left back pocket suggested that the wearer was a top. Putting on one in the best suggested the user was a bottom.
2023.05.31 06:09 BlarkslolReluctant UHC Season 6 - Catalyzation: Episode 1
Hello and welcome to Reluctant UHC Season 6 - Catalyzation! Welcome to Reluctant UHC Season 6! For those who don't know, Reluctant is an ultrahardcore Recorded Round created by Organized by BlueSparkss, and each season we give players an incentive to not do something, and in this season, we were Reluctant to Catalyze. To represent this, we used Rigged Teams of 3, along with the scenarios listed below. Gamemodes:
When you mine diamonds/gold you will not receive them immediately, there are two ways to receive your valuable ores.
There will be a 20 minute timer that goes off at the start of every episode, that will give you all of your ores smelted.
There will be monuments at each 500 coordinate that will give you your diamonds & gold unsmelted. It will be broadcasted when a player uses a monument. (will not reveal who)
A team can only use each monument once between eps 1-4, & once between episodes 4-6. The daylight cycle will also move forward 5 minutes.
You can use /balance to check how many ores you have that can be collected
Using the command "/catalyze" at the cost of 15 gold nuggets and 1 exp level, the following will be enabled for all players for a 45 seconds. Speed 2, Haste 2, Overcook, Speed up daylight cycle. An additional trivia question will also be asked
[Trivia] Every 10 minutes a trivia question will be broadcasted, the first person to get the answer right will receive a diamond
2023.05.31 03:17 cjtheanonThinking my friend stole my diamond earring
About 6 months ago I lost one of my diamond earrings. They were a graduation gift from my parents (5 years ago) and I’ve only taken them off to clean them or if I’m going to a concert or something “just incase”. They have screw on backs so I’ve never had a problem with them falling out. My friend and I have known each other for 10 years. We’ve had an on and off relationship. She was going through a tough time (alcoholism, toxic relationship, self destruction) and one night she called me saying her and her fiancée got into a fight - she needed a place to stay. I told her of course she could spend the night. I got us some drinks and a joint we could smoke. We finished a party pack of twisted teas and the joint. I was really tired and kept falling asleep while she kept trying to keep me awake (she’s a night owl, I’m not). I fell asleep and the next afternoon I realized I didn’t have my earring. We didn’t leave my house so I thought maybe it came off in bed (which has never happened), but I still haven’t found it anywhere. Like I said, this happened 6 months ago. At the time I would have never thought my friend would steal anything from me. Now, looking back on our relationship, it kind of seems like something she’d do. She’s very “out for herself”. She is only attracted to men that can support her, and I know her and her fiancée (now ex) didn’t make much together. She mentioned a few times in the past she was behind on rent (if I had the extra money I would’ve helped her out but I was struggling as well). She admits to manipulating people to get what she wants (even her boyfriends). I just never thought I’d be victim to her behavior because of how long we’ve known each other. Is it wrong of me to think she’d do this? I’m only just now putting things together but I don’t want to ask her about it (it’s been 6 months anyway). I just need an outsiders perspective, because we still talk from time to time and I don’t know if I can fully trust her as a friend of mine.
Hello everyone. I am new in jewelry and I found moissanite as an alternative for diamonds last year. I found many in Etsy for a very affordable price. Very cheaper than the big companies who sell moissanite too. However I know that sellers in Etsy buy from China and I also saw some of them claiming their inventory came from Asia, so I decided to search it on AliExpress. My wife and I picked one stunning pear shape moissanite that we also found on Etsy. We assumed the Etsy seller bought it from this AliExpress store so we decided to buy it. When the ring came to us, it came with a really sketchy GRA Moissanite certificate which really made us suspicious. This certificate had this website written on the back http://gra-moissanitesorg.com/ . This scared us even more as the site is really really bad. The addresses are fake and it has Grammar errors. So we decided to appraise the ring. The first appraisal went really good. The guy looked at our ring and after looking at the gem for some minutes he told us that is moissanite without us telling him. That gave us hope. He also tested the gold and everything was ok so far. I also started doing some research and apparently many moissanite from china come with fake certifications. So my theory was that they might be cutting cost by not getting an official certification which could carry some additional costs. However, my concern was in the gold now as this appraiser used the pen which could be fooled as I heard. Also he valued the ring for $4000 Canadian. So we wanted a second opinion, a more complete one. We went to a second appraiser... This second appraiser refused to appraise the gem. She said that she doesn't appraise anything without am official certification and she also mentioned about coated Cubic Zirconia. Apparently coated Cubic Zirconia is made to fool the diamond test. After hearing this we really got disappointed. Is there a way to verify we got lab moissanite and not something else? I saw videos that were claiming that this certificates are fake but that doesn't mean that the stones are fake. They were saying that they do this to make it attractive to the customers. What are your thoughts on this? Store from AliExpress is JOVOVASMILE.
2023.05.29 20:54 PinoyPancitConducting social experiments in the INC/ Rant pls read
So a little background about me, I was born in the church, M23, ears pierced at 13, tattoo on left forearm, semi-long hair (enough to put in a bun), Canada So about 3 years ago i started making it more clear to my friends within INC that i was only attending because i felt like i was being forced. Obviously like some of you that can relate, you dont do that in the INC, you dont talk about “not liking INC”. Well i didnt care, and kept making it more apparent that i hated INC. over the years ive fought my parents on my views about INC and we have come to the point that we can actually have intellectual conversations on our observations within the church. And this is when i started conducting my own social experiments in my local. As i said before i got my ears pierced when i was 13, and i always had to hear side comments from officers and other members about my earrings like, “tsk, bakit may hikaw ka? Bakla ka ba?”. So every ws i would have to take them off to be allowed in the ws. So one day i decided, what if i just didnt care? So i started to attend not listening to the officers and other members comments about me. And soon enough, they stopped mentioning it. And other brethren in the mens side started openly wearing their earrings as well. “Ok cool”, i thought, maybe if i keep doing this, itll become normalized and people wouldnt have to put up with hearing those annoying comments. And it did get normalized :)) Next, i remember the church admin decide that all brothers had to wear a suit or barong as per “proper attire”. Nobody did it lmao. So i took it a step further. At first wearing all black sneakers, then changing my pants to all black cargo pants, then changed from the normal polo, to wearing plain grey, brown, black hoodies. I did this for months, and at first as always they would make comments, but i ignored them and kept doing it. And soon enough other brothers started doing the same thing. While this was happening i also decided to grow out my hair, because I specifically remember officers and ministers even, telling me that long hair for a brother was strictly prohibited. Well soon enough after me normalizing it again… brothers started growing out there hair and there are a lot of brothers now ive noticed who have their hair to the point where they need to tie it up. During this time as well i went back home to the Philippines and got a tattoo. When i came back i specifically wore short sleeve polos to expose my tattoo for all to see. And of course, the comments kept coming, but again i didnt care. Soon enough people kept asking me about my tattoo and they soon got tattoos. Almost everyone i know actually has tattoos up and down their arms now. Difference is, they ate still scared to show it during ws and wear long sleeves to cover it up, but i just do what i want. Mind you, when i was in philippines i also attended, and nobody gave me comments at all about my tattoo. I would also like to say, while doing these experiments, i still do listen to the lessons. Albeit that the lessons are so stupid nowadays, repeating the same things such as attending the worship service. Giving offerings, propagation, and mocking the lgbtq community, thats another rant and post for another time. During my time conducting these experiments, i have come to the conclusion that the INC and some of its rules are extremely stupid and judgemental, and are just filipino traditional practices that old head officers and members uphold. Id like to also give another example of how a member from another local was told that his hair was disrespectful and to be changed as it doesn’t seem like proper attire for the worship service. This brother was black and had dreads… the officers who told this brother off were idiots and educated on the fact that black peoples hair is naturally like that. One member made note to the officers that if the brother had to cut his hair for being disrespectful, does that mean that all the brethren from Africa and other countries where its people have that hair naturally, also have to cut their hair? It just goes to show the mentality of these INC old heads and how judgemental INC can be influenced by filipino culture. Don’t get me wrong filipino culture is great, but we all hate this toxic side of it, and theres no place for it inside a religion. This has been a thing for so long that brethren start to think that these filipino traditional mindsets are set rules within INC. At the end of the day, if people wanna attend, let them. Stop judging them so hard with your traditionalist views, so what if they wear earrings, so what if they have a tattoo? They’re attending aren’t they? Leave the brethren alone. Again i only attend because i am being forced, i am stuck in this cult till i get out someday. But within the time im here, im sure as hell going to keep conducting these experiments and expose the stupid shit i notice, and the things people who cant speak openly about this, more to light.
2023.05.29 16:49 Lockbox97Look for something similar
Hi, ive been looking for a similar ring for around 1k. Sapphires and really any clear gemstone, moissanite/cubic zirconia doesnt need to be a diamond. The ring here isnt made anymore on the website i found it on and im having trouble finding anything similar.
2023.05.28 18:55 cudispaceIs this yellow gold too… yellow?
Looking for some kind of reassurance I guess… Planning to buy this style ring for my GF (this is just the model on the shop persons’ hands, real gold but cubic zirconia stone). The gold is 18k but as I’ve never shopped for rings before, I wasn’t sure if the colour of the gold itself was too yellow/bright? After visiting this showroom, I went to a few other jewellers and spoke to some friendly staff who were consistent in saying that gold is normally the same shade and only varies slightly (depending on karat). This style matches the style my gf likes & my gf only wears gold so the ring needs to be gold. I guess I am just a bit nervous before I commit to this so wanted to check with this group on whether this goldness is consistent / what you’d expect?? TIA!!
I'm planning on living in Rio in the near future and have been told that I should be careful about the jewelry that I wear (which is completely understandable). However, I have quite a few ear piercings, 7 in total, and I don't want to take the earrings out in Brazil since the ear piercings may close. Typically, I wear large cubic zirconia studs in most of them, and in total, they cost 20 dollars from Amazon. Even if they are inexpensive, since they're so big should I be worried? I guess they mimic the look of diamonds but aren't really valuable at all. Thanks!
2023.05.28 17:24 lisa1896Had something happen and now I'm struggling
ETA: I love you all SO much, I don't know of any other group of people that would get what it is to try and survive things like this. Thank you. I feel worlds better tonight. So I've not talked about this online or to my family although my husband knows about it and while I love him his solution of, "That's an asshole, you should disregard it" is absolutely what I should do I'm finding that I can't, I even dream about it now ffs, my brain will not disengage, and it's affecting my eating but not in the way I would expect although I've always had issues in the link between my emotional state and how I handle food. We are going to a baseball game in two weeks. I'm stressing about how to dress, want to just wear a sack from head to foot. I'm also struggling not to quit eating, call it a fast, and see how much I can lose in two weeks. I recognize that this is not healthy, it's why I'm sharing. I'm grateful for everyone's input. We went to a stadium event. I had a cute fitted top from Old Navy with sleeves that perfectly covered my upper arms which is my insecurity. I had on my jeans with the huge bellbottoms and my tennies. I had shapewear on under my jeans to smooth out the loose skin. I put my hair up in a chignon, wore my big beaded statement earrings, and had one curled lock hanging over my face on one side. I thought I looked so cute and my husband loved it. At the end of the event a group of drunken men, I'd say either seniors in HS or early college, walked past me and just as they were going by one looked at me and said to his buddy, "You're going home with HER!" His joke fell flat, his friends wouldn't look at me, and they moved on. That's all it was. Just typing it out I get anxious and start crying. I've worked so damn hard, just so hard, to come out of my shell and be in the world and it's everything I can do to not just bury myself in the house again. I KNOW it's just some drunk asshole but it's affected me so profoundly, brought up every fear I ever had about being in public and there's that voice in my head that says: "See! You see what happens? You see what you get when you dress cute? INAPPROPRIATE. You should dress like the old hag you are, what's wrong with you?" Then I can't eat. I can't even look at food. I've been doing this for 4 years, almost 5. I'm so tired. I'm so over the constant struggle. I just want to be done and if I can't be done then I just want to give up.
Johnny Lawrence was born in California in 1967 to Laura Lawrence and an absent father. After his mother married an abusive rich man, Johnny became the target of his abuse, leading to him being very withdrawn and quiet. Because of this, he was bullied in school. One day, he discovered the Cobra Kai karate dojo, which his stepfather eventually agreed to let him join. Former Army Captain and Cobra Kai sensei John Kreese took him under his wing, with Johnny becoming the dojo's best student and winning the All-Valley Karate Tournament two years in a row. His senior year, he was defeated by Daniel LaRusso during the tournament, after which Kreese strangled him and nearly killed him. From that point forward, Johnny's life went in a downward spiral. Over the next 30 years, he got married and divorced, neglecting his son Robby due to his own insecurities about being a father. When he was fired from his job as a handyman, he decided to reopen the Cobra Kai dojo to train new students, reigniting his rivalry with Daniel. Source Key
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