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Submitted May 01, 2019 at 08:45AM by SusieSlaughter http://bit.ly/2UMggFb
Tuesday, April 30, 2019
I know what happened to her body.
It's happening to mine.
***
Living Dead Forest isn’t as terrifying as it sounds. On the contrary, it’s a beautiful, gated woodlot near the edge of town that serves as a memorial to loved ones we’ve lost. Over the years, we’ve lost plenty. And every time, a tree is transplanted in their honour.
I say “transplanted” because the trees themselves come nearly matured from a well-known arborist, a terminally cheerful young woman named Sarah. She created works of art. Bending and weaving braids of colour, or scarves, or other meaningful things of the deceased, she arranged branches and leaves in a beautiful way so that the trees themselves resembled angles, complete with leafy wings and the occasional halo (a nest or a wreathe, for example).
Sarah’s creations are always tasteful, apart from one incident that brings me to Reddit tonight. A few weeks ago, she revealed her latest memorial - a young ash decorated in varying shades of brown leaves. The ash was for Brent, the younger brother of my girlfriend Kate. He was a nice enough guy, if not a little stupid - known for paintballing around the woods with his buddies most evenings and weekends. He had a distinct, charmingly crooked smile - one of his front teeth stuck out ahead of the other. Unbeknownst to all, Kate got a small tattoo in his memory - a crooked curving line, no longer than an inch, tucked under the nape of neck and hidden by her long, blond hair.
Weeks after his funeral, Kate and I visited his tree. As we approached the gates of the forest, I heard the distinct pop pop popof paintballs exploding on wood. I assumed it was an old friend of Brent’s, out to commemorate his fallen teammate.
I was quite wrong. It was Sarah, standing about twenty paces back from Brent’s tree and levelling her own paintball gun at its trunk. She unloaded her ammo with military precision, unblinking as bits of bark flew off at all angles. With each popI felt an acute wave of unease. Bright splashes of red appeared on wood. It dripped down branches, painting leaves crimson. Kate felt similarly unnerved: she radiated tension. Brent had, a few days before his passing, accidentally clipped Sarah with a paintball while she was tending to another one of her projects. It wasn’t serious, but stingy enough, and left Sarah with a small bruise on her upper shoulder. She had had a minor freak-out, really tore into him at the time. Given that, shooting at Brent’s memorial seemed a little untasteful.
After about thirty seconds, I made our presence known with a forceful cough. Sarah immediately turned, dropping her gun down.
“Blowing off some steam?” I asked. Mildly.
“What the fuck?” Kate snarled. Aggressively.
To her credit, Sarah immediately read the situation. She was contrite.
“Oh, I’m so sorry!” she exclaimed, moving towards us with her arms outstretched, “You must think I’m a MONSTER. No, no, no, not at all-” she had encircled Kate in an earthy, twig-covered embrace. “Look, I was only - I was trying - I thought it would be best, to, you know, paint his tree in a way that was fitting - I thought he would get a kick out of the idea, using paintballs -”
“Fuck OFF!” Kate exploded, pushing out of Sarah’s arms, “you INSENSITIVE fucking BITCH how could you even THINK-”
How could Sarah even think, I’ll never know. Because Kate then delivered the finest bitch slap in all of history, and it landed across Sarah’s dirt-streaked face.
Automatically I pulled Kate towards me, warily eying Sarah. But Sarah was relatively calm. She held a hand to her (rapidly reddening) cheek and I noticed her nails were blackened with dirt. With her other hand, she withdrew from her pocket a small pile of dirt. Threw it at Kate’s feet. And walked away.
It all went downhill from there.
***
Kate became obsessed with Sarah. For weeks, she ranted and raved about how Sarah was sickin the head, how fucked upit was that she found joy in making trees replicate dead people, that she was probably the one responsible for messing around with his burial site, it was too much she found a tree with a little knot that jutted out at the exact same place where Brent’s tooth would be, how disgusting it was she chose red paintto decorate his tree, that she must have known it would look like blood and was taking revenge for him shooting her accidentally-
I mumbled sympathetically, alternatively nodding along or rolling her another joint. Kate was grieving, after all, and clearly in the “anger” phase. I didn’t see much of Sarah during this period, and opted to avoid the forest until Kate’s rage subsided.
Kate’s rage did eventually subside, and I did eventually return to Living Dead Forest.
To visit her own memorial tree.
***
See, Kate became physically ill with grief and anger. In the days before her death, she complained to me of various aches and pains - stiffness in her limbs, cracking in her bones, etc. She seemed weak. Lost her appetite. At one point, her fingernails splintered. Bits of her hair fell out, floating to the ground like autumn leaves.
Doctors diagnosed it as stress, and the “physical manifestation” of grief. They say her heart simply gave out and she passed away in her sleep. I believed them until I visited the her tree.
***
Sarah outdid herself. She chose a lovely young birch, braiding strands of long yellow grass through its graceful limbs - Kate’s beautiful hair before she got sick. Sarah had even managed to find a tree that the same height a Kate. The dirt around the tree was fresh and wet. And maybe tinged with a little red - but perhaps that was from the sunset fading over the horizon.
“Your work is wonderful,” I told Sarah, trailing my hand though a waterfall of grass. It was the evening after Kate’s funeral. The two of us had trekked out to the woods, Sarah eager to show me her finished project. I traced a finger up the trunk of the birch, leaning my cheek against it. I swear, this tree even smelledlike Kate.
“It’s my pleasure,” Sarah replied. She smiled at me.
“How do you always manage to capture their...” I trailed off as I noticed a new detail on the tree. An absolutely perfect rendition of Kate’s secret tattoo. It was placed at the exactsame spot as where the back of her neck would have been - I know because I had been unconsciously resting my hand there.
Sarah’s eyes followed mine, falling on Kate’s tattoo. Her smile faded.
“Best be going,” she said abruptly, clapping me on the shoulder before heading off. Her gesture left a handprint of dirt on my jacket.
***
I now understand the madness that Kate suffered before she died. I can’t stop thinking about Sarah and her uncanny ability to capture the essence of a person in a tree. It’s fucked. And it’s too perfect. And how would she have known that Kate had a tattoo. Nobody knew. Kate never wore her hair up, and never told anyone. How did that tattoo end up on the back of that birch tree?
One night, I took a flashlight and a shovel to the town’s graveyard. The earth above Kate’s plot looked freshly churned, and it shouldn’t have. Against all reasoning, I dug that motherfucker down six feet. I cleared away the dirt from the top of her coffin, and I opened that fucking thing to put to rest for once and for all the persistent, unholy, lingering thought that I could not even bring myself to fully form-
Her coffin was empty.
***
I can’t sleep.
I’ve been awake for five days.
I feel like I’m losing my mind, and my body is slowly following.
My teeth feel loose.
My limbs don’t move like they used to.
My ring finger just lost its nail. Two more to go.
I want to type more
but my fingers are getting stiff now.
Submitted May 01, 2019 at 05:25AM by AlienRouge http://bit.ly/2IUnwgD
Store that sells nail vinyls?
I'm trying to do nail art for a party I'm going to on Saturday, and I cannot for the life of me find a store that sells nail vinyls or stencils or anything of the sort. Can't find what I'm looking for on Amazon that will ship in time, either. Any Madison nail artists know of a place locally that I could buy some?
Submitted May 01, 2019 at 03:45AM by namidaame49 http://bit.ly/2GKFdMb
23[F4F]UK Looking for friends and a big sister/Motherly type
I'm looking for people to go out and do fun activities with. I'd like to have some friends and maybe a relationship some day, if I ever meet the right person.
I'd like to find someone caring, nurturing, patient and understanding, a bit like a big sister or Mother figure which I've never been able to have (nothing to do with age). Someone encouraging I can look up to, who can hold my hand and take me places and open up my world.
I'm 5'3, 105lbs with long blonde hair and always wear pastel colours.
Interests: animals 🐹 collecting toys and cute stuff 🧸 photography 📸 J fashion 🎀 Asian skincare/cosmetics ✨ digital art, crafts, DIY, anything creative 🎨 It doesn't really matter if you don't have much in common with me, it's more about the fun we have together and I'd like to try new things anyway!
Stuff we could do: see animals, go shopping, ice skating, arcades, play games together, make stuff together (crafts/baking/building a den in the woods), sleepover-type activities like nail art or makeovers or party games, going to the park, picnics, conventions, going on holiday (maybe to the beach or Disneyland, I'd also love to go to Japan someday and have a huuge list of things I want to do there, just need someone to go with), or anything you like to do!
I had a really tough time fitting in at school, so I've missed out on a lot of life. Maybe you could introduce me to grown up stuff like nights out?
Submitted May 01, 2019 at 03:41AM by SugarCookieee http://bit.ly/2V5ftV5
23[F4F]UK Looking for friends and a Motherly/big sister type
I'm looking for people to go out and do fun activities with. I'd like to have some friends and maybe a relationship some day, if I ever meet the right person.
I'd like to find someone caring, nurturing, patient and understanding, a bit like a big sister or Mother figure which I've never been able to have (nothing to do with age). Someone encouraging I can look up to, who can hold my hand and take me places and open up my world.
I'm 5'3, 105lbs with long blonde hair and always wear pastel colours.
Interests: animals 🐹 collecting toys and cute stuff 🧸 photography 📸 J fashion 🎀 Asian skincare/cosmetics ✨ digital art, crafts, DIY, anything creative 🎨 It doesn't really matter if you don't have much in common with me, it's more about the fun we have together and I'd like to try new things anyway!
Stuff we could do: see animals, go shopping, ice skating, arcades, play games together, make stuff together (crafts/baking/building a den in the woods), sleepover-type activities like nail art or makeovers or party games, going to the park, picnics, conventions, going on holiday (maybe to the beach or Disneyland, I'd also love to go to Japan someday and have a huuge list of things I want to do there, just need someone to go with), or anything you like to do!
I had a really tough time fitting in at school, so I've missed out on a lot of life. Maybe you could introduce me to grown up stuff like nights out?
Submitted May 01, 2019 at 01:56AM by LemonLoppy http://bit.ly/2IO1TyA
r/FEH makes an artist tier list! Day 7! Hidari, Homazo, Himukai and Hino!
Sorry again for the delay!
Recap from Previous Round!
Hako-B: Maybe the closest artist I've seen, with One-A Vote away from A. Hako's praise comes for their bright and cheery facial expressions, while criticisms was directed toward's their rather bland special art.
HACCAN-A: HACCAN reaches a very solid A placement. Most praise was directed to the very detailed and could adapt between a villain and hero well. Complaints seem to range person to person, with the most common one I found was how posing seemed off for some characters.
Haimura-A: Also reaching a solid A-Ranking. Haimura praise was mainly towards the similarities between Deirdre and Julia. While the complaints were due to the lack of art on a different, unrelated character.
The Ratings!
Fantastic Art! S - This rating is reserved for the best of the best artists! These artists really nail a character's design well, even blending in well with the character's personality!
Artists in this tier: Izuka
Great Art! A - This Rating is reserved for artists who's art is great for the most part. There might be a bit of quality left out compared to those in S-Rank, but the art still gives a "Wow!" factor.
Artists in this tier: BUNBUN, Asatani, Cuboon, Akira, Fuzichoco, HACCAN, Haimura.
Good Art! B - These Artists give art pleasing to the eye, but might have art that might seem a bit off for the character in question once or twice.
Artists in this tier: AKIRA, Amagaitaro, Aoji, Argon, Arai, Chiko, Enkyo, Foo, Fujisaka, HAKO.
A-OK! C - These Artist provide well done art, but it might come off as a bit too much in line, not being anything too unique to the table.
Artists in this tier: Bthx, Ebilia, Gaou, Ryo
Below Average! D - Not to say the art is bad by any case, but it could be giving the characters not the looks they deserve or the art isn't a popular style
Underwhelming! E - Artists who's art either put the character in a much different negative light or lack the large amounts of details put in the art in different tiers.
Round 7!
Hino Shinnosuke!: Has done art for all Non-Summer!Takumi/Leos!
Hidari!: Has done art for Brave!Celica!
Homazo!: Has done art for Oliver and Mordecai!
Himukai Yuji!: Has done art for both Faes, Raigh and Lugh!
Discuss and Rate!
Submitted April 30, 2019 at 11:45PM by monsterfrog2323 http://bit.ly/2V6sEF5
Download cards that double as stickers
I really wish more of the download cards were double duty like this one. There is a pile of download cards on my desk and so far this is the only one that doubles as a sticker. I have a beer fridge outside that I slap all my stickers on and adding album art would be pretty damn cool! (oy my nails are gross...sorry 😬)
Submitted April 30, 2019 at 08:14PM by vertigoxcured http://bit.ly/2V8cye4
Mugchat: Share your 'daily driver'!
Perhaps I'm incredibly dull, but I find coffee cups enduringly fascinating and have been collecting for years. But I have a go-to, and I thought it would be interesting to get a thread going where we share our choice of a 'daily driver' cup, and talk about why. Given how for most of us here coffee is all about 'experience', I feel the cup is a huge and sometimes overlooked factor.
Here is my favourite cup (and I'll admit that is among my better latte pours and not a fair representation of my daily results...!).
https://i.redd.it/f7licdjr8fv21.jpg
It's the Loveramics Tulip Cappuccino Cup in red, and it's almost identical to the popular Acme equivalent. Despite its name it's 170ml/5.74floz, making it about right for a flat white. I love it because apart from its classic look, it's incredibly thick and seriously heavy, tough as nails, smooth and glassy to the touch, and holds heat for absolutely ages. It's super easy to clean thanks to the incredibly smooth finishing inside and out, and has a rounded internal base which is lovely to pour into. Most people use a wider brim for flat white/latte art but I've had decent results with this, just needs extra tilt angle and a bit of finesse (getting there on the latter!). It's a truly substantial thing.
Looking forward to seeing your vessels of choice!
Submitted April 30, 2019 at 06:41PM by DearTereza http://bit.ly/2ZKCGdA
2 in 1 Nail Art Series : Tutorial #3 - Easy DIY Nail Art Designs | No tools or skills needed😱
https://youtu.be/oWtDBwKZqu0
Submitted April 30, 2019 at 06:10PM by sharingmymojo http://bit.ly/2ZHDGzn
Submitted April 30, 2019 at 06:10PM by sharingmymojo http://bit.ly/2ZHDGzn
New Nail Art Design 😱 Hot Beautiful Nail Art on Instagram April 2019 ❤️#23
https://www.youtube.com/attribution_link?a=1Esq3dZ0a5o&u=%2Fwatch%3Fv%3DP_9SVPPvkEQ%26feature%3Dshare
Submitted April 30, 2019 at 05:30PM by ngohong13021996 http://bit.ly/2GTy9OM
Submitted April 30, 2019 at 05:30PM by ngohong13021996 http://bit.ly/2GTy9OM
So I wrote this thing which got pretty...extreeme
I have a weird tendency to get more kinky the more aroused I am, so some things I don't even find hot when I'm un-aroused, become super appealing when I am. So here is what happens, when I get more and more aroused, but I'm writing in a public space so the only way to finish is to end it, or rather to end *them*.
Here it is, pasted from word:
Content warning: This contains descriptions of exiting violence, and draws from the disturbing depths of the human psyche (my psyche anyways :P) [Extreme torture, dehumanization, blood, urine and snuff]
Perspective change (or “switch”, if you like): ‘||’ like this:
One perspective || the other perspective
Occasional instances of rattling chains echoed through the dark, and along with it; the sound of someone breathing through their nose. Time had passed. Minutes, hours, days, he couldn’t tell, but he was hungry, and thirsty. His entire body felt dry, and dehydrated. Had he been forgotten? That wouldn’t be a problem, if he was forgotten he wasn’t needed, and if he wasn’t needed, he might as well be left alone in the dark. His life was blissfully simple. His duty was clear and absolute, as was his purpose.
Steps were herd at the door. The sound of a key being turned sounded unnaturally loud through the dark, silence. A stripe of light appeared before him, coming from atop the stairs, revealing the cold, rough, stone wall behind him. The stripe of light widened, and a silhouette dominated the walls of the room, dominated his view, dominated the very air he was breathing, and the thoughts in his mind.
He squinted at the light. The pain he could feel in his eyes, was overruled by his desire to view the divine being before him; the end to which his entire existence was a mere means[1]. His eyes quickly grew accustomed to the lighting. From where he sat on his knees, bound by chains into an uncomfortable position, he could see her walk down the stairs in her transcendent beauty.
([1] Take that, Prussian philosopher Immanuel Kant!)
Each of her quick, determined steps, he felt was an event so significant it was worth living and dying for. Life he thought. His life had been different before, but he couldn’t remember much due to the self-orchestrated brainwashing, to optimize his usefulness. He fully understood cognitive therapy, and what breaks the human psyche, so he had guessed he used to be a psychiatrist of some kind, but he wasn’t sure, and it didn’t matter. All information about his past was irrelevant, unless it contained information about her. The only memory worth storing was that which contained her.
She stopped right in front of him. Standing there, only a metre or so away from him in her black dress, and high healed boots in the same dark shade. She moved her hands, with blood red nail paint a little to the sides, as if she was trying to hold her balance. Her hip twisted so that one leg was in front of her, with her knee slightly bent. He relaxed his muscles as she twisted her hip, and shot her other leg forward, and kicking him in the stomach.
He wretched in pain and felt it spread throughout his body. If he hadn’t been gagged, he would have thanked her, but then he would still have been limited by the confines of language. “I’m so sick of that fucking bitch!” her beautiful voice consumed him with a desire to serve. He knew now from the hunger, that it had been more than a day, not his hunger for food, it concerned him little, but his hunger for being useful to her.
She bent down and got up in his face. What a tremendous and profound honour! “Since I can’t give that whore what she deserves…” She said with spite in her voice, and fury in her eyes “…I’ll use you to vent, and you’ll fucking love it, dickbrain!”. She slapped him across the face, and he could feel how the chin pressed against the jaw, that was forced open by the gag-ball in his mouth, that was attached with a strap around his head.
She grabbed a leather belt, that was hanging on the wall to her left, and folded it. Her face contracted into an expression of rage, and she swong her had and slammed the belt onto his forearm, so that the chains that held his wrists elevated rattled, and he felt a burning pain from the rectangular spot she had hit. She took a couple of steps, with her concentration locked on him. She was going to destroy him, and he knew it. He was getting very excited about the idea.
She struck him again, on roughly the same spot, adding on top of the fading pain from the previous strike. He twirled as best as he could in the heavily restrictive state, and relished in the pain, and the anticipation, and dread for the next strike. She changed her stance and stuck him again, two, the, and four times in rapid succession, each strike adding to the heat of the burning.
|| Without stopping, she hit his other arm, in the same way, making his skin red there as well, before twisting her body, and with all her force smacking him across his face, hitting his eye with the edge, causing him to blink rapidly with tears running. It was satisfying, and so she placed her palms on his head, above and below his eye, forcing his eye open, and pressing her nails into his skin. She then spat into it and smacked him again with her hand.
His eye now had her slimy saliva around it, and went crazy with blinking, and the tears were flowing. She would have laughed, is she hadn’t been so angry. He’s so pathetic she thought, and felt a s. “Spread” she said, and he almost immediately spread his knees, letting her see his…her dick. It was throbbing with anticipation, and she almost let out a little smile, as she lay all her weight into a kick, sending her foot straight into his groin.
|| The pain soared through his entire body, and mind, and for a second it was as if the world seized to exist, and that all there was, was a million sledgehammers, crushing his balls, with time frozen at the exact moment they popped. The sensation of existence, and having a body gradually faded in, and he first herd the muffled screams of agony, before sensing his own throat growing sore with screaming, and then his entire body twirling.
As he took a break from screaming to breathe, he realized the chains were also rattling, and slowly his vision came back, at first blurred, but then slowly clearer. He saw a sadistic smile, and it was like grace. His life was successful. He had obtained his purpose. Despite this, he couldn’t quite stop twirling, and he anticipated that the pain was going to be there for some time.
As the insanity of the initial pain was fading, he started feeling another kind of pain around his groin, and he realized he was bleeding. He saw that her smile was not only sadistic satisfaction, but…anticipation. “How long is it since you got something to drink?” his brain tried to process what she was getting at, but his brain was going crazy, panicking over the insane amount of pain he was going through. He reminded himself of where he was, trying to suppress the tormenting agony, but it was still too intense for there to be space for suppression.
||“I think it was the day before yesterday? If you died, you’d get away to easily” she sent him a disgusted look. “People… no, things like you, are so worthless, your on the negative. You don’t deserve sympathy, or even death, but punishment for existing.” She sneered. “Comparable to what you deserve, to what you’re worth this is going to be a reward, but in your current situation, it should be almost painful enough to make up for the satisfaction”. She slid down her panties and yanked up her dress. He shut his eyes, as he was fully aware by natural instinct that he wasn’t worthy.
He heard her step out of her shoes. He couldn’t know where she was, without the sound of her heels. He felt a deep sense of fear that he was going to fail to serve her without any ques and be a bad slave. He suddenly felt a hand grab his hair and pull his head back into a painful angle. “keep it there, shitface!” He obeyed.
A moment later he felt her remove his ball gag. Before he could say anything, she hissed at him: “I don’t want to hear your pathetic voice, and if I do, I’ll have to take out your vocal chords with a screwdriver!” He didn’t want to waste her time, so he shut up. A moment later he felt something warm running into his nose. He opened his mouth and blocked his nose from taking in more of the warm, sour liquid. He was suddenly reminded of how thirsty he was, and his brain was confused between whether to focus on the pain, or on making him drink.
After a second, some of the overspill had run down, and he understood what her anticipation had been about. He let out a scream bubbling through the piss in his mouth, as his groin area felt like it was lit afire from the inside with glowing needles touching every point. “SHUT UP YOU PATHETIC, WORTHLESS, HUMILIATING LITTLE PIECE OF WASTE!” He felt fingers ramming onto his eyelids, but he couldn’t feel it over the other pain. He felt the most intense guilt imaginable, as he realized he had broken a command from his mistress.
He felt the warm stream move from his face to directly above his groin, making the pain even more unbearable. “Swallow” she said, and he forced the muscles in his throat to comply. The stream stopped, and he herd her step away. || She grabbed a metal bat, and a kitchen knife, and walked back to him. It was going to be fun killing him. She swung the bat down at his arm, and she could hear the bone snap.
He screamed again, and she swung the bat at his face. “SHUT UP”, she said, but she actually enjoyed the screams, she just wanted to degrade him further. He was bleeding from his nose too now. She took the knife, went over and pressed it against his chest. She leaned towards his head and whispered, “I am going to kill you, and you’re not allowed to like it”. She shot her arm out to the side and created a wound across his chest. There was a tiny bit of blood coming out from it.
“Your tongue, NOW!” she saw him hesitate for a second, before reluctantly letting his tongue out. As she was going to grab it, he slid I back into his mouth, before quickly letting it out with a small whine. He was reluctant. She had never seen him reluctant before, and it was making her wet. She grabbed the tongue, and with a quick chop, cut it off. He screamed, and threw his head back. She grabbed his hair, and twisted his head back up, holding it sideways. She had only cut it mostly off, and it was still hanging on. She grabbed it and started to pull.
He once again screamed loudly, and she stuffed the metal bat into his mouth. Holding on to the piece, she took the hilt of the knife, and hit him on the top of his head, and to her amusement he bit his own tongue off. She giggled. This was so much more fun than she had expected. She had forgotten entirely about her anger, and was quite calm. Pressing the bat into his head so he couldn’t spit it out, she stretched toward the wall, and grabbed a wooden sledgehammer. She swong it in a huge arc, and once again hit him at the top of his head, forcing him to bite into the steel. She peaked into his mouth, bat still there, and saw that it hadn’t went as she planned. As he was screaming his heart out, she adjusted the angle of the bat, and struck yet another time. Several teeth, broke of, and fell down. She cracked up and laughed again. She had to do this more often! She should arrange a more frequent import of toys.
She looked over at his arm. She ripped out the bat, which was almost stuck, and then poked his arm, at the breaking point, where it veered of into the wrong direction. He screamed again, and she put down the bat. || The pain was all there was. The cruelty, and suffering did no longer make sense to distinguish in terms of quantity, but quality.
He felt her grab the broken of arm, with a pain shooting out from his arm, through his entire body, already a firework of unimaginable agony. She begun twisting it as if trying to break of a branch, and he twirled, which made it worse and worse. He could feel her pull on it, as if trying to see if it would come off. And he couldn’t believe the pain anymore.
|| She attached the broken arm to a chain and begun turning the wheel. After not long, and a lot of screaming, he was suspended by his broken arm. She went over to a basket and grabbed a dildo. She sat down next to the suspended art she had made and inserted the dildo into her vagina. With her other hand, she grabbed the belt ant struck him. A hiss, bubbling through blood was herd, and then silence. She did it again and got the same response. It didn’t take her long before she achieves multiple orgasms. She had to do this again, already tomorrow. There was a neighbour that had showed some interest...
Submitted April 30, 2019 at 04:41PM by Paraphilic_Unicorn http://bit.ly/2GOOfbj
Ten Years
REPOSTED DUE TO SERIOUS FORMATTING ISSUES, OOPS
This will be a post of titanic proportions and I'm sorry for the tl;dr. I'm going to be detailing events that happened over the course of several months during Spring of '08 or '09.
Forward (Feel Free to Skip)
I will not be sharing much about where this event takes place, only that it is in Canada, because I still live in this house today. Since these happenings I have experienced no further paranormal activity of note, aside from the occasional item going missing (although I'll readily attribute that to my mother and I misplacing things rather than anything ghostly or supernatural). I should add that I have cut down on unnecessary information as much as I possibly could, but many of these stories require some rambling of inane details to provide additional context.
I have no solid evidence to back up my claims and the other individuals involved seemingly have no recollection of these events, due to circumstances detailed below. Still, I'll stand by these stories as being true recollections from my own perspective, and am sharing them without embellishment. Any speculation is welcome.
I have included a very crudely drawn map with this story, since this house has a weird setup;
https://i.imgur.com/RcDeu3O.png
Yes, our house layout is a big rectangle. Yes, both the front door and back door are on the same side of the house barely ten feet apart from one another. Yes, it's incredibly fucking stupid house design.
The Wind Chimes (Stories Start Here)
At the time all this began my mother had started dating a guy who I would later come to consider my stepfather, and as such she had been spending a lot of time over at his place. I was used to having the house to myself (I was about 17 or 18 at the time) and spent most of my days skipping class and either on my computer or reading in my room. I was a shut in, and still very much am, but that's besides the point.
Now, we didn't have any security system in our house at the time because we couldn't afford one, and the back door leading out to the porch has a window that, back then, could be easily slid open to allow someone to reach through and unlock the back door.
Our compromise was to hang some wind chimes on the inside of the door in front of the window, so if anybody tried to reach through the window or open the door they would set off the chimes and we (or, well, I) would be alerted to a possible intruder. We live in a very peaceful town but it was still better to have some sort of alarm system, rudimentary as it was.
It was in the early hours of the morning and I had just fallen asleep, two of my cats on the bed with me, when all of a sudden there was this huge jingling crash in the hallway outside my bedroom door. Both of the cats with me jumped up and bolted for the other end of the house from the noise.
My first thought wasn't "intruder" for some reason; I thought that maybe my mom had come home late and had to come through the back door, and that she was pissed at me or at her boyfriend so had slammed it. I didn't hear anybody walking down the hallway or on the outside porch, though, so I rolled out of bed to check.
The wind chimes were lying halfway down the hallway, looking less like they'd been knocked down and fallen and more like something had smacked them or thrown them down the hall. My mother wasn't around, and the automated porch lights hadn't detected any motion so had not turned on, and for a minute I thought that maybe somehow our third cat (who hadn't been with me) had done it. I tracked the other two cats to my mom's bedroom, along with the third who was fast asleep on her bed and didn't seem to have even heard the chimes at all.
The event weirded me out a bit but I put the chimes back up, shrugging it off as "they must've just fallen and maybe one of the cats somehow dragged the chimes down the hall when they ran" and went back to bed. Never mind that the nail that the wind chimes were on was still solidly stuck in the door, or that the thread attaching the chimes to the nail was still very much in tact, and that the window was still shut tight as ever. I just went back to bed and fell asleep.
The Picture Frame
The second event was pretty similar to the first; I was awake this time as it was earlier in the night, and I had all three cats with me on my bed. I was in my room when I heard a huge clattering racket coming from my bathroom.
I got up, much more cautiously this time than I had with the chimes, and went to investigate; I have this little watercolor painting of some cherubs that my uncle gave me in my bathroom, and it had somehow been dislodged and was now lying akimbo in the sink.
This one I couldn't explain away as well; the nail, like with the chimes, was still stuck firmly to the wall and the back of the frame has a sort of metal toothed thing rather than the standard wire hanger. The little cherub painting is still in my bathroom and hasn't fallen since, and I didn't feel any sort of earthquake or impact at the time that would explain how it just popped off the wall like that. All three of our cats were with me and couldn't have knocked it down, and there was no earthly way my mother could've walked down the hallway, knocked the painting down, and ran away without me seeing or hearing her.
My Mother's Sleep Experiences
While the above events were going on, my mother was exhibiting some bizarre sleep behavior on the nights she stayed home. As mentioned above at the time she had started dating my stepfather and had been spending a good amount of time sleeping over at his place a couple blocks away for several nights of the week. My relationship with my mother at the time was very strained due to financial issues and, as such, I actually had enjoyed having the house to myself for much of the time.
Now, there are some things you need to know before we get into this section;
1) I do not sleep alone with the lights off. Ever. I get wicked night terrors when I sleep alone in the dark, or even just with the covers over my head. I'm not sure why and I will not include them in this post as they aren't relevant to these stories (but are also fucking scary) and my mother knew that the light in my room being on is not an indicator to whether or not I am awake or asleep. Additionally, I have a habit of sleeping during the day because of this issue, and find sleeping at night even with the lights on extremely difficult. This means that unless I'm utterly exhausted I'll usually be unable to sleep until the crack of dawn.
2) My mother always, and I mean always, wears slippers. We have no carpeting in our house, nor heated flooring, just painted particle board and linoleum meaning that unless you're a freak like me who isn't bothered by having cold feet you'd generally wear slippers or at least socks at all times in our house. My mom prefers the former and the only time she isn't wearing slippers is when she's putting on shoes or took them off to sleep.
3) My mother never bothered to physically come and check in on me when I slept. If she suspected that I was awake too late she might shout down the hall for me to go to sleep, but she generally would not make the effort to go down to my end of the house unless she had to do laundry, and this remains mostly true today.
The Sleep-Yelling
The first event involving my mother's strange sleeping issues happened shortly after the wind chimes were knocked off the door. My mother had stayed home this particular night and was sleeping in her room, and I had been just falling asleep sometime around 3 or 4am I heard her suddenly shouting from her bedroom, making me bolt up in a panic.
Now, this was the first time this had ever happened with her; typically if she yelled at me to get back to sleep she'd do it from the living room, so I immediately assumed that someone might've gotten into the house via her bedroom window as it's closest to the ground. As I rushed through the house, though, it was clear she wasn't making any coherent sense and I wasn't even really able to recognize anything she was saying as actual words. She quieted down within a few moments and when I peeked into her room I couldn't see anything whatsoever; no intruder, no broken/open window, and my mother was dead asleep.
I figured she must've just had a nightmare and I went back to bed, a little shaken but otherwise fine. The next day I asked her what she'd been dreaming about and told her what happened and she claimed she had been talking with her father in her sleep. She had dreams about him often so I didn't press the issue.
As time went on, this happened several more times over the next few weeks, at random hours of the night, although not frequently enough that it became a pattern recognizable pattern. Our cats started spending time in my room during the nights she'd be home, clearly sick of getting spooked down to my end of the house.
Standing in the Hall
I had never known my mother to sleepwalk before these happenings, and after these events stopped she hasn't done so again since.
I was up late one night reading in my room hours after she'd gone to bed. The house was very quiet when I heard my mother get up. Her bed has this big wooden headboard that always smacks against the wall whenever anybody sits up or lies down on the mattress, so I at first assumed she was just getting up to get a drink of water or to have a smoke or something. I laid down under the blankets since I wasn't in the mood to get yelled at to go to sleep for the second time that night, and pretended to be asleep with my back to the door.
I heard my mother walk through the house straight from her bedroom through the living room and down my hall only to stop just shy of my bedroom door. Something about her footsteps sounded weird though and it took me a few seconds as she approached to figure out what it was; she was barefoot.
As mentioned above, my mother never walks through the house barefoot. For any reason. Even in high summer. Putting on her slippers is an automatic action for her.
Anyway, she just stands there in my doorway for what I counted up to be five full minutes. Not saying anything, not moving, just standing there in bare feet staring at me. For the first few seconds she did this I was ready for her to say something but she just didn't. It sounds really silly to write it out like this, but the vibe I got from her there felt extremely wrong. It's a feeling I've experienced only one other time, when I woke up during sleep paralysis at my dad's house two years ago, like there was something behind me and if I moved it would scream or kill me or both. Except I had been wide awake the entire night and I knew it wasn't a nightmare.
After five minutes she turned around and walked back, barefoot, to her room and climbed back into bed. She didn't say anything, she didn't do anything other than walk to my room and stand there and then go back. To this day I have never felt so helpless and vulnerable by something that would otherwise be so innocuous.
I couldn't move even after she left and I eventually fell asleep several hours later after hearing nothing else. The next day she was her usual self and I didn't want to really acknowledge whatever was going on due to how dismissive she'd been about everything else lately, so I didn't ask why she'd gotten up that night or what she was doing.
Sleeprunning
On another night, about a month after the first sleepwalking incident, I was wide awake and reading in my room. After the last event, I had been closing my door and shoving my dresser in front of it after my mother would go to sleep. I had been keeping my cats in my room at night as well, as by this time I had no idea what might happen to them with all the weird shit that was going on; at the very least her occasional sleep-shouting would freak them out just as much myself, so I kept them with me on the nights she was home.
I don't recall what time it was (I didn't have a clock in my room at the time) but I remember hearing my mother get out of bed, and even through the closed door I could hear that she was walking barefoot from her room again and I immediately got this sensation of dread.
I listened carefully at this point, and could hear her walk down the short little hallway between her bedroom door and the living room and stop for a second just upon entering the living room. As you can see in the map, where she was standing she would've been able to see straight through the living room and down the hall to the other end of the house, where my door was closed.
She stood there for a few seconds and I was almost wondering if maybe I hadn't really heard her get up or that I was just hearing things, when I heard her suddenly start running (not walking, but full-on fucking sprinting) in rapid thundering succession around the living room table. She did this circle about three or four times, not stopping or slowing her pace and I heard her continue her run back down her small hallway into her room and throw herself (not stop and sit down, full on leap) onto her bed.
For the record, my mother was in her mid-50s at this time and I don't think I've ever seen her move faster than a slight jog in my entire life. I was terrified, and spent the rest of the night sitting on the floor unable to sleep with my back pushed against the dresser blocking the door. My cats spent the night under my bed and I remember us looking at one another in silent confusion.
I didn't come out the next morning until well after the sun came up and I heard my mother (wearing her slippers like normal) walk out of her room and start making coffee. As casually as I could, I asked her if she'd gotten up in the middle of the night to smoke a cigarette or get a drink of water, and she just looked at me perplexed and said that she hadn't and asked me why I would've brought it up even if she had. I made an excuse, still not sure how to bring up what had happened, and just said I thought I'd heard something but it could've just been an animal on our porch.
The Mirror
Several weeks after I heard my mother sleeprunning around our living room, I was home alone again. My mother had gone to her boyfriend's and I had the house to myself. It was a bright, sunny afternoon and I had just gotten up to eat something in between watching some anime on Youtube and I popped open the fridge and was absently looking inside for something when I happened to glance into the living room, in particular at the big mirror beside the TV.
At that exact moment, through the mirror, I saw something big and black and human-shaped stumble out of the office room where I had been watching videos not thirty seconds earlier. It was like a person's shadow, but I couldn't see any details of the person actually casting it. It visibly bumped into the washing machine, and I don't remember if they made a noise but the shadow crumpled momentarily as if it had felt the impact before it stood back up straight and rushed down the hall into my bedroom but I do know I saw the washing machine shake a bit as the thing hit it.
(Something I didn't really think of at the time, or really in all the times I've spoken of this event but has just hit me while writing this; there is no feasible way the shadow should've been visible. Even if there had been someone physically there in that hallway, the shadow looked like it was being cast from a light-source on the right in order to show up on the left side wall, but there is no light there. Only a light above (which was off since it was bright outside) and a light to the left via the window on the back door. The office light on the right side was on, but it would've only illuminated the shadow when it first exited my office, not when it ran down the hallway into my room.)
To say that I was stunned would've been an understatement. It was the middle of a sunny day in late Spring and I had been feeling pretty upbeat for the last week since nothing weird had happened in a while. Seeing a random shadow inhabiting the room I had been in all day run out of there into my own bedroom was more than I could really process, but when I did my response was sort of... extreme.
Now, a little bit about me; growing up, I was sometimes told by family members and friends that I'm 'quiet type' when it comes to approaching confrontation. Essentially what this means is I'm the sort of person who can put up with bullshit for an extended period of time (usually years) but if the individual bothering me goes too far I will snap and go ballistic and that usually ends in the person never trying to pull that shit again.
I'm not including this to make myself seem like a badass; if anything I'm somewhat embarrassed by this trait because I pride myself on being level-headed in most situations so to go from "minor long-term irritation" to "full on gorilla bitch rage" out of seemingly nowhere is not, you know, a good response to have to anything. I'm only including it to sort of explain what happened in a way that makes sense to someone else who might not respond to long-term harassment (supernatural or otherwise) in this manner.
I guess the weird events had been bothering me even more than I'd thought they were, because before I could really tale stock of what I was doing I'd seized the broom in the coat cubby by the door and had gone barreling down the hallway, screeching and roaring obscenities that really just boiled down to "get the fuck out of my house". In retrospect I'm very glad this happened in the middle of the day, when all my neighbors were at work or at school, rather than in the middle of the night. I'm sure someone would've called the cops, assuming there was a burglar or a domestic dispute or something. I am well aware that I sounded utterly deranged.
Nobody was in my room. I checked the window (closed and still fifteen feet off the ground to a gravel drop below), under the bed, in my closet, and so forth. Absolutely no sign that anybody was in there, and I even checked my bathroom and the back door (even though I know for sure I didn't see the thing go through either). At this point my anger sharply waned as I realized that whatever I was pissed at had disappeared (or maybe I was just crazy, that was definitely a thought I had while winding down) and I rounded up my cats and grabbed the phone, calling my mother and demanding she get home immediately.
She showed up and by that point I'd started to second-guess myself about what I'd seen; maybe it was a hallucination or something. I just said I thought I saw someone else in the house and despite her being pissed that I'd dragged her away from her date she didn't seem to wholly disregard the idea. My mother stayed until the next day (no sleep shouting or weird stuff thank God) and then went back out to her boyfriend's again, but I'd called a friend of mine to come stay with me the next night.
The Mirror, Part Two (Or Maybe Just An Epilogue)
The next night, my friend was staying over at my place. I hadn't told him about what was going on, only that I didn't want to leave my cats alone (which was true, I might've been terrified but I didn't want to leave my pets there if something weird was hanging around) and I figured that whatever this thing was it might not show itself if I had company over.
He and I had set up the dining room table to do art and character/story design stuff together, probably for D&D or something. My mother had left money on the table before she'd gone, but I wasn't sure if she'd intended to leave it for us or not so I phoned her up at my stepdad's house and asked whether we could use it to order a pizza. She agreed, and we talked for a few more minutes over the phone.
At this time, my friend was sitting at the dining room table, facing me. I was standing in the living room, with my back to the mirror, and as I talked to my mom I watched my friend's expression go from patiently listening to my conversation, to surprised, to ashen-faced.
I ended the conversation with my mom and hung up. The moment I put the phone down my friend got abruptly to his feet and immediately began saying that we should go to his place. I wanted to argue or ask what was going on but he just kept saying that he'd forgotten something and we needed to go right now and he just kept repeating it over and over and kept looking at the mirror I'd been standing in front of in a really uncomfortable way.
I of course looked but couldn't see anything there, and he practically dragged me out of the house down to his place. Whenever I asked him what was going on or if he saw something he just kept saying "we gotta go, we gotta go" and wouldn't give me a straight answer.
The rest of my visit at his place for that night was strange. I wanted to go back home to keep an eye on my cats but every time I'd start making moves to get organized or suggest we should go back to get the materials we'd left behind he'd change the subject and suggest we play video games or see if one of our other friends would come over or make something to eat and it felt very much like he was trying to distract me from going home that night.
In the early hours of the following morning I managed to convince him to walk me back up the road to my place and we parted; I went inside and nothing was changed, the cats were fine and I never really got out of my friend what he saw or experienced that made him panic like that.
The End
And that's honestly it. Nothing weird has happened in our house since. We didn't do anything to get rid of whatever was there, no sage or candles or whatever; my mother continued dating her boyfriend until he moved in with us, and nothing notably supernatural ever happened here again. I stopped pushing my dresser in front of my door after a while, my cats were fine until they died of old age or misfortune and things have been more calm and normal than they'd ever been. It all just stopped.
Something that does still bother me about this event, though, is that my friend apparently has no memory of what happened that last night. He has been a heavy user of pot over the years so that could be impacting his memory, but it does make me question whether he saw anything at all, or if I somehow grossly misunderstood the situation.
Alternatively, whatever he saw could've freaked him out so bad he just doesn't want to remember it. He told me once when we were younger that he believed that negative spirits get drawn by people giving them attention.
Either way, he has been to my place a few times since without any issue, and I've told this story to other friends in his presence several times. However, each time I tell it he seems perplexed when we get to the part that involves him, and doesn't seem to even remember me telling him about it during previous retelling.
It does make me second-guess things. That said, he doesn't outright deny these events either so I really don't know what to feel.
At the end of the day, I have no evidence of these events beyond my (probably not very reliable) word. These happenings could've been the result of hallucinations caused by stress, or a genuine haunting, or bad infra-sound or something. Personally, I'd much prefer the "hallucinations" and "infra-sound" explanations over "ghosts and demons". Still, I thought it might help to share my experiences here. If you guys have feedback or discussion about this or similar events I'd be glad to hear it.
To get a laundry list of possible speculation out of the way (feel free to skip, this is mostly just so I don't get a lot of "maybe you were just X" responses);
-I have no substance abuse issues. I do not smoke weed (despite literally everyone around me doing so on a near constant basis, because Canada) nor do any hard drugs. The strongest medication I take is anti-anxiety and a cup of coffee every other day. I drink maybe once or twice a year and never to excess.
-While I have had an anxiety condition my entire life, it's caused by social interaction with strangers and situations where I'm unwillingly placed in the center of attention. When I am alone, or with close family and/or friends, my anxiety is virtually non-existent. This is admittedly another reason for not wanting to give out personal info.
-I have had intermittent and very rare instances of what I would consider to be auditory hallucinations (hearing someone whistle at me in the shower once when I was a teen, hearing a man calling my name while I slept on the couch as a kid despite only my mother and I being in the house, etc.) and visual hallucinations (eg: seeing a dog running at me out of the corner of my eye once, or glancing out the window and seeing an extra tree in the yard only to look back and there isn't one) but they were never as prolonged nor as "solid" as these events and were immediately disregarded by me as hallucinations. Pretty much just your standard "I saw something for a second but I know it wasn't real" kinda stuff that everybody seems to get once in a blue moon.
-Despite having a moderate interest in the supernatural as a little kid, I do not automatically believe in ghost stories or the supernatural on principle. This might be somewhat hypocritical given the stories I presented above are purely anecdotal evidence, but I will say that if I hadn't lived these experiences I probably would not believe in their credibility.
Submitted April 30, 2019 at 09:56AM by willow_wound http://bit.ly/2XUeWSz
A Grouchy Whiner Played SoV Blind: LP Archive + Wrapup
Hey and hi. I played Shadows of Valentia blind and shared my thoughts as I went. Feel free to follow along! Retroactively!
I beat the game! Yeah! In the Awakening ending, there was too much for me to talk about for me to make a focused writeup, but for this game I want to give it the ol' college try. Below you can find an archive of the episodes, for those foolish enough to brave the horror. After that, thoughts! I don't know why I didn't think of reusing the structure I was using every episode already for the Awakening finale. Maybe I'm dumb?
Before that, I'm including a list of the episodes. I also am including some quick tier lists I made after my second playthrough. Note that because this is after the second playthrough, the list may not perfectly reflect my mindset when playing through blind. The wall o' text at the bottom, however, is all logged the day I beat the game the first time.
All that aside, thank you for following this series, if you did! Thanks for just stopping by, if you did not! I knew this would attract a more modest audience that the Awakening series, since SoV is just not as popular, but I'm not exactly a karma farmer. Most discussion on forums like ours tends to be between people who have replayed and dissected the games at length, and I believe that seeing how the games present themselves divorced of that context is an interesting perspective to see. And, of course, we were all bored waiting for Three Houses news. Now we have some, so please go pay attention to that and get as hype as you like. I hope I managed to keep you occupied in the interim.
And yeah, I know I wasn't grouchy or whiny enough to suit everyone's taste, but I think I just can't work up the same curmudgeonly attitude I used to. Maybe I'm jaded. And to be fair I named the series before I played the game, which is one of the classic blunders.
Feel free to ask me whatever you like. I'll try to get back to you sometime today - I can't guarantee promptness, I'm typing this up before work and I can't spend my whole dang day slacking off, but I'll get to everyone eventually. If I ignore you, maybe I just hate you, I dunno.
| Episode Table | |||
|---|---|---|---|
| 1: We've Got Movie Sign | 12: Cuba Libre | 23: The Battleship Potemkin | 34: At the Mountains of Madness |
| 2: Tiny Toon Adventures | 13: Zombie (er, the cocktail) | 24: Jarhead | 35: Boggy Creek II: And the Legend Continues |
| 3: Sesame Street | 14: Call of the Mild | 25: Sol Blade | 36: Opulent and Imperial |
| 4: Thunder Wool | 15: Thy Dungeonman | 26: Walk Without Rhythm | 37: The Horror of Party Beach |
| 5: Amulet of Yendor | 16: Mojito | 27: It Belongs in a Museum | 38: Elvira, Mistress of the Dark |
| 6: The French Champagne | 17: The Road Not Taken | 28: Patriot Circle | 39: The Towering Inferno |
| 7: The Scarlet Pimpernel | 18: Split Ends | 29: The Battle of Hoover Dam | 40: 50 First Dates |
| 8: The Aristocrats | 19: Cyrysaor | 30: Tortoise and Hare | 41: Oedipus Rex |
| 9: Dance Dance Revolution | 20: Treehuggers | 31: Jean-Claude Van | 42: Danse Macabre |
| 10: To A Nunnery Go | 21: The Mispelled Cemetary | 32: +1 Land Leader Shock | 43: Cartilage Head |
| 11: Dark and Stormy | 22: Three-to-One Marny | 33: Dagobah System |
Story
I guess I have a lot of points to make. I won't go in any particular order.
Shadows of Valentia nails aesthetic and music. Nails it, nails it, nails it. The game's biggest strengths are that it's gorgeous and that it sounds great. That alone is enough to make it a joy to play. The portraits for each character look amazing, and the artstyle is rarely overstated or exaggerated, with the unfortunate example of the Duma Faithful, and it maintains the dignity of the setting and characters. Compare, as an example, Rudolf's outfit with Walhart's.
The art does have some minor issues - for example, it only allots one pose to each character with changes only in expression, which puts Palla in the unfortunate circumstance of perpetually pushing her hair back, and has Clive thoughtfully stroking his chin even in times where it's seriously inappropriate. But in general the aesthetic is knocked out of the park to the point that these are a minor bother at worst.
The only time the music checked out as an actual dud was during Duma Temple. If you leave animations on the battle music (and the interruptions of the map music) quickly becomes tiresome, but that's on you if you decide to leave animations on, like some sort of masochist. But I guess this stopped being Story at some point, no?
SoV has inconsistency in theme. The two major themes, regarding commoners/nobility and regarding relying on people's own strength instead of relying on gods, are both ultimately underdeveloped. The former ends up being mostly dropped. The four main characters carrying the commoner/nobility plotline, Alm, Clive, Fernand, and Berkut, all stop really bothering with it by the end of part 3. Alm and Clive work through their disagreements, Fernand just drops off the map and his plotline goes unresolved before his death, and Berkut drops the idea entirely. Many minor characters stand for the themes set here and it really felt like one of the main points of the story. But part 4 and the ending all disregard it, when those parts should be the points where they drive the point home. It's also shot in the foot by Alm and Celica being royal chosen ones of prophecy - how can we say the idea of people earning through merit was done justice if the world was saved through the Divine Right of Kings? It's a strong theme that I wish really was the focus of the game, but it just isn't.
On the flipside, the theme Part 4 and the ending wants to establish is that you shouldn't rely on the power of the gods, more or less. This has the reverse problem of the last thing - this idea was never really mentioned or thought about until Part 4, and the main characters really only care about it at the very last minute in Duma Temple. Celica, for example, should have the gods on her mind, but she is sent on sidequest after sidequest through parts 2 and 3 so she doesn't have time to think about it. Rudolf is the most important character in this plotline, and we get zero hints as to his goals until the end of Part 4. Jedah ought to be a conduit for this plot point to come through, but Jedah is bungled and is useless for this task. Celica does a good job on this front by exemplifying its exact opposite, while Alm's declaration of "you know, fuck those gods, they still owe me three fiddy" comes across as pretty sudden - where was this before, Alm? And the theme of humanity working through their problems on their own is once again undercut by Alm and Celica being royal chosen ones of prophecy - how does it show mankind's agency if destiny was behind it the whole time? The character that exemplifies this theme the best is, surprisingly, Desaix, but it goes nowhere because Desaix was only meant to be a speedbump.
Regarding the gods, the game doesn't do a good enough job of exploring them on a personal level. Gods succumbing to madness is a really intriguing idea that the game doesn't really focus on. Mila is only once shown in a remotely negative light, and even then you can say she was right to be annoyed. Duma is only shown in a remotely positive light once, and that's on his deathbed. The opening tries to establish that Mila was doing as much damage as Duma, but this isn't what we really see during the course of the game. A flashback showing Duma and Mila when they were sane, to serve as a contrast to how they are acting now that they aren't, is a critical omission. Not only would it show us what the gods stand for, it would also quickly show us just how badly their madness is affecting them, which we can't really tell from what we see of them in-game. Many people call Duma a mad god, but nobody says "Duma is Mad now, where he wasn't before, because his behavior changed in such and such a way". If the game wants to suggest that the pair aren't a straightforward evil god/good god pair, they need to work to show that, and the effort just wasn't put in.
I think that Mila could have made a better villain for this game than Duma did, to be honest. Duma's philosophy of seeking out personal strength is more attuned to the theme of mankind finding its own power independent of the gods than Mila's coddling. It would be a twist, sure, but I think a very strong one. A major idea of this game is Valentia "growing up" and standing on its own two feet - what better opponent to that than the overprotective mother who refuses to let them leave the nest? I think this idea is partially from my desperate hope to see Duma presented as a complex character that didn't really come to fruition - the dynamic between the two gods is frustratingly straighforward. The strongest point against this idea is that you'd have to toss out Heritors of Arcadia, which is a damn good song and makes a strong case for Mila as a character.
Even if I don't agree with a lot of the structure, the game does a very good job of selling its story, thanks in large part to its incredibly strong voice acting. When the game calls for drama, the character's feelings are made more than obvious. I wouldn't buy into Alm suddenly being interested in his family after killing Rudolf if Alm didn't sound so absolutely broken by it. Berkut's voice acting is super passionate, if a bit hammy, and his whole story arc lives and dies by his vocals.
Characters
Like I mentioned above, the game does a really great job with voice acting, and that's enough to make all of its characters likeable on some level. There's no playable character I don't like, which is as shocking for me to type as it probably is for you to read. There are some characters I wish were done a little differently, but I just can't bring myself to be mad at them. Even Conrad managed to win me over to neutral thanks to his earnest voice-acting despite me hating Mystery Mask.
Part of it is one basic idea - there are no joke characters in this game. There are no gimmick characters in this game. Shadows of Valentia's playable cast is made up of people. Every character that seems to be swinging too far in one direction has enough restraint to prevent them from going overboard. Consider Python, for instance - in another game he'd be the lazy napping constant-sarcasm comic relief guy, but the game never lets him go too far, he has viewpoints and opinions beyond that role, and he's treated with respect. As another example, Luthier has strong reasons for being the way he is and motivations that drive him, he isn't just Big-Bang-Theory-Sheldon-lol.
Supports are a hot-button issue I'd guess, and I'd agree that SoV probably has too few supports. Some characters really needed to have more interactions available, such as Genny, Luthier, Silque... I could go on, actually. We get a chance to get to know everyone since most of the cast has multiple base conversations (thank god for base conversations), but interactions between them are something different and special. As above, given the choice between too many and too few, I'd pick too few, but that doesn't mean both options don't have room for improvement.
Some individual things that bug me about specific characters. For one, Clair/Gray is just not my thing. I don't believe in love at first sight, which is Gray's whole motive (if you don't agree that Gray decided to pursue Clair before he even met her and would have gone after any girl if she was in that call). I agree with basically everything Clair said in the B support about Gray. I don't like that Gray's character, which was very strong personality when introduced, ends up revolving around Clair in all aspects. I appreciate that Clair makes it clear that she's not using Gray as a backup, just that she's willing to play the field and Gray's welcome to compete, but the sour taste is still there. And mostly I really like the chemistry between Alm and Clair. They made it such a wonderful friendship that it's a letdown to see her ending up with Gray, who she has complete anti-chemistry with. Seriously, these character's personalities do not work well with one another. I wish both characters didn't waste valuable support slots on one another.
Jesse's Mercenary Kingdom comes completely out of left field and kinda fucks with the story's One Kingdom ending. Uh, there are clearly two if Jesse's thing exists? Maybe this is a translation problem and Jesse just founded a mercenary company or something. Not to mention the Jesse I met (I admit I didn't see his supports through) doesn't seem to have the right headspace to found anything - he spends his time taking on pro-bono heroics jobs and getting captured. If this really is a mercenary kingdom, this makes Jesse an actual King which is just bizarre.
Regarding the heroes, I think it's worth stating that many in the FE community have a habit of treating character flaws and mistakes as reducing the quality of a character. I'm not exempt from this - I remember thinking very poorly of Chrom initially, but all the pants-on-head stupid stuff he does is in character, and twisting character strengths into flaws is good writing, not bad. Alm and Celica both have major character flaws that are very important to their arcs, and that's a good thing.
Alm's is pretty simple, because he's a pretty simple guy. He's not one to hesitate or introspect too hard, and the way he's able to gather momentum and push things forward is what makes him good in his role in leading the Deliverance. That's flipped on its head when facts present themselves to him that do require a lot of time to digest and come to terms with. It's much faster and easier for him to just ignore it and hope it goes away. He is much more comfortable confronting physical danger than he is confronting emotional danger. His almost superhuman levels of denial does get pretty wearing by the end - he doesn't really accept not being Mycen's grandson until Rudolf forces him, despite being outright told as much by that one old guy and by Desaix. This is probably most evident with the Royal Sword, where he basically refuses to ponder the implications there at all. The main emotional dilemma he faces being, well, not facing emotional dilemmas does make this a bit weaker than Celica's arc.
Celica is a kind person who always thinks of other people first, and she's an introspective and thoughtful person who has been keeping secrets for most of her life. No surprise that her character flaws end up being her overeagerness to sacrifice herself for the good of others, and having issues with sharing her feelings with others and trusting ("burdening") people with sensitive information. Her major flaw in terms of writing is that, well, Jedah is a terrible character. Her bargain is reasonable - extremely reasonable, really - on paper, but in practice she's striking it with an obviously evil frog person, so it seems beyond stupid. I don't really want to blame Celica for this so much as Jedah, though. That aside, her emotional dilemmas are more relatable and interesting to me and I enjoyed her.
One thing that ties most of the major characters together is seeing how each reacts to and deals with harsh truths. Alm denies and ignores, Celica hides it from people, Clive broods and worries, Berkut rages and melts down, etc. It's interesting to see when you know to look for it.
Maps/Gameplay
So, to be clear: I haven't played gaiden. I probably never will. I am not knowledgeable of nor interested in what elements SoV adapted entirely and which mechanics or maps were tweaked or added. This is its own game, and it can and should be judged on its own.
The elephant in the room is that they just didn't try very hard on the maps. Dungeon maps are lucky to have one major piece of terrain on a blank canvas, and they repeat that same map for the whole dungeon, potentially a dozen fights in a row of the same map. How many maps took place on the awful map of "empty field bisected by a completely straight river"? How many identical boat maps did we play? It's not to say that there weren't interesting maps, but on average they were the exception rather than the rule. We see times when they did attempt some new ideas and it's baffling to me why they didn't keep doing that. I think Conquest's approach of ensuring that each every map has a unique and distinctive gimmick is going too far in the opposite direction, but Echoes needed to put more effort into making maps with unique and interesting challenges, at least enough so they appear occasionally.
The game tries to make up for reusing maps by focusing its attention on enemy composition and the rock-paper-scissor dynamics at play between different classes. Do I think this works particularly well? I'm not sure. I never feel outright bored, but how much of that is because maps are quick to play and digestible?
It also has an issue of repeating map ideas for whole sections of the game. Celica's route has this especially bad - it's a string of boat maps, a string of desert maps, a brief pause, then a string of swamp maps. Boat maps, desert maps, and swamp maps all have their place, but they wear out their welcome pretty quickly when used all in a row. Alm's route has lacks any of these - why not give him some to spice up his route, while Celica gets something different to do from time to time?
The class system: SoV cuts out all the fluff and includes only the absolute most basic roles, and even then cuts some staples like dancers and thieves. Lord, footie, mount, flier, mage, staffbot, bowguy, armor, that's it, and only one of each. The only playable class I would say repeats a role that's already taken (aside from the lords) would be Priestess. The monster classes repeat some of these roles, but also introduce some new stuff like with mogalls. I can respect this limited system, and at least prefer it to class saturation that you get in Awakefates. I still think the sweetspot in terms of class diversity is still FE6 or maybe FE7, but SoV at least moves in an interesting direction. The very limited class pool allows for the game to make sure that every class plays very differently and has their space, which is very commendable, at least philosophically.
Does it work in practice? Well, mostly. Every class does play differently and has a unique role. But that doesn't translate into each class having an important role. The balance is off. Dread Fighter is supposed to be the best at raw combat, but is arguably too good at fighting and monopolizes most hard fights. Mages struggle with movement problems that arguably don't need to exist - giving them 5 move would cause basically zero issues and make everyone's lives easier, just go for it. Knights are useless in almost every regard after the earlygame, because enemies just don't hit too hard physically, so mercs and paladins can tank most things reliably already. And even if knights were super strong against certain enemies, their shitty movement kneecaps them from actually fighting them. Outside of dungeons you never have to bench the knights, but even with them fielded they got nearly zero kills in part 4 between the three of them. I think it's too much to ask for total class balance, but having a class that is completely useless is just not acceptable.
Units
I could type up a billion things here and just drone on and on, but I'm really not in the mood. I might come back to this later? [Editor's Note: Still don't feel like it.]
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Hiring artist/artists to create art for a card game, with possible job opportunities in the future
Hello, I’ve been developing a retro-futuristic card game for some time, and it’s nearing its final stages of development. Most of the mechanics have been nailed down, with some minor tweaks needed here and there. I’m in need of someone up to the task of creating around 100 unique, but cohesive, sci-fi retro-futuristic illustrations for each individual card. As I am no graphic designer, I’m also in need of someone who would be interested in designing and creating the look of the cards themselves. I’d be willing to pay $60-80 dollars for every card designed meaning a potential $8000 dollars is on the table if you choose to take on the whole job yourself. I expect to finish the rest of the tweaks needed to be made to the game by, at the very latest, August. Which should give us time to correspond and nail down the look of the art so we can end up with something that we’re both happy with. I also want this to be something that you’re proud of too, and not just a job. So I want to give you as much creative control as possible. If this game is a financial success, I will be needing an art director for future games. So this could potentially turn into a full time job, if that’s something you would be interested in.
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Submitted April 29, 2019 at 11:01PM by jemare http://bit.ly/2XTbpUH
Nail stamping plates + stamper
Looking to invest in more nail art products, so I'm starting by getting plates and a stamper.
Any brand I should be looking into? Right now, I've been looking on Amazon as they have a lot of combo options but a lot of them have mixed reviews and/or I'm not a fan of all the templates that are included in the bundle.
Where else can I look that has reasonable prices + quality product?
Thx!!!
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Nail Art Tutorial- Two Easy Nail Art Designs using Same set of Nail Polishes!
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Nail Art Tutorial- Two Easy Nail Art Designs using Same set of Nail Polishes!
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Submitted April 29, 2019 at 09:06AM by Aimeiligelpolish http://bit.ly/2vqllc7
Is nail art appropriate for my "business casual" workplace?
I (23F) have been working at my current job for almost a year. It's a technical job, and my time consists of maybe 60% working at my desk, 20% in meetings, and 20% in the lab (depending on the day and project, of course). The dress code is officially "business casual," but in the time I've been working here, I've noticed plenty of people (including my manager) wear jeans on a daily basis, and some employees (mainly men who have been with the company for a while) often come to work in very casual jeans, T-shirts, and sneakers. More professional attire is encouraged when someone important is visiting the office, or when we have meetings with our customers, of course. Even so, I've still been wearing what I'd consider "business casual" attire whenever I'm in the office (usually dress pants and a nice shirt).
I got into painting my nails when I was in college -- I'd often switch between fun designs, and french tips. When I started my job, I stuck with bare nails or french tips, because I was concerned fun colors and designs wouldn't be considered workplace appropriate. I tested the waters a bit a couple weeks ago though, and came to work with a more fun design (red nails with pink dots on the left hand, and blue nails with green dots on the right). No one even commented on my nails the entire week, so it didn't seem to be a big deal.
I took off the nail polish when it started to chip, and left them bare this past week. Just today, I was lying around at home, and decided to paint my nails purple with white daisies. They turned out well, but I then got worried they might be too childish, and removed it maybe an hour later. I considered doing a more professional-looking design (maybe like red with darker red stripes?), but then wondered if maybe any nail art is technically "unprofessional," and I should just stick to french tips.
So, I guess my question would be this: What kind of nail polish/designs are appropriate for a "business casual" workplace? Even if a large portion of the office only loosely follows the "business casual" guidelines, I'd still like to look professional.
TL;DR: Is nail art appropriate for a "business casual" workplace? If so, should I stick to certain designs and colors?
Edit: I've read online that it helps to see what other people do with their nails, but my workplace is very predominantly male, so there are really only a couple other women I interact with on a regular basis. Both of them are about my age, and have been with the company about as long as I have, so I don't really have a very large range of data to work with.
Submitted April 29, 2019 at 07:42AM by 4_anonymity http://bit.ly/2IYlP0W
24 [M4R] NYC - Going to ER later
Long story short I have a minor issue (ingrown nail) that needs attention and I'm going tomorrow morning to get it resolved. Hospital sucks! Let's pass the time.
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