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2023.03.25 12:38 Cheemingwan1234 Kombatant Profile: Cure Prism (Mortal Kombat 11 x PreCure)

Kombatant Profile: Cure Prism (Mortal Kombat 11 x PreCure)
One for Cure Prism from Hirogaru Sky PreCure as a Kombatant in Mortal Kombat 11.
And yes, I’m going to use this to connect the Edenians to the people of Sky Land in Hirogaru Sky PreCure for my concept of a Mortal Kombat/PreCure fusion universe.
Kombatant Profile: Nijigaoka Mashiro/Cure Prism.

Note, her face model is based on her voice actress, Kakuma Ai. Her appearance is the same as her appearance in Hirogaru Sky PreCure with holders to hold her Sky Tones and Sky Mirage at the sides of her waist

Nijigaoka Mashiro (nicknamed Mashiron) at first glance appears to have an ordinary life. The childhood friend of Ageha Hijiri, she was dismayed at first when Ageha moved out via her mother getting a new job and promised to keep in touch with her during her childhood. She grew up into a kind and gentle girl willing to help, though a bit lacking in self-confidence. After meeting Sora Harewataru/Cure Sky and Princess Elle, natives of the realm known as Sky Land/Skyrealm and witnessing them fight one of the Undergu Empire’s general, Kabaton. Mashiro decided to take them into her household. With Ageha’s encouragement during an encounter with Kabaton, she mustered up enough confidence to take her Sky Tone and Mirage Pen after it was previously granted by Elle, to transform into Cure Prism, the PreCure of Light. Together with Cure Sky, they held off the Underg Empire as warriors of legendary prowess.
Unknown to her, she also hides another heritage. The natives of Sky Land are Edenian descendants that have escaped into another realm when Edenia was merged into Outworld after it lost its Mortal Kombat tournament millennia ago. Like Sora, Elle and her family via her grandmother ; Nijigaoka Yoyo , Mashiro possesses Edenian blood (though hers is diluted) . It is this hybrid vigor that would drag the players of Mortal Kombat and the Titan; Kronika into her life and she would need her PreCure abilities, both solo and with her partner; Cure Sky to fend off any attempts to enslave her for breeding stock for an army in Mortal Kombat.
Select Screen animation: Cure Prism adjusts her ribbons on her arms before creating a prism construct in her hands and shattering it. She then pulls out her Sky Mirage.
Crystal Breaker: Grants Crystal Armor and ability to create bladed weapons made from crystals.
Blinding Light: Grants Blinding Flash (Cure Prism lets out a blinding flash to blind the enemy).
Sky to Infinity: Can summon Cure Sky as an assist character for attacks.
Gear: Sky Mirage, Hair Bow (her hair ornaments) and Sky Tones.
Skins: Default (her PreCure form), Civilian (her civilian costume), Tremors (a costume based on Mortal Kombat X Tremor), Dream (based on Cure Dream’s Yes! PreCure 5 costume) Edenian Heritage (based on Kitana’s Mortal Kombat X outfit) and Snuffed Out (Revenant themed skin)
Johnny Cage Announcer Nicknames: “Prism”, “Mashiron”, “Kawaii” and “Cute Cure”
Gentle Light: Cure Prism does her end of transformation pose.
Crystal Teleport: A bunch of crystals forms into a humanoid shape and shatters to reveal Cure Prism.
Parent Con: Cure Prism video conferences to her parents on a tablet computer before noticing her opponent.
Mirage Inspection: Cure Prism inspects her Sky Mirage before noticing her opponent.
Prism Ball: Cure Prism executes her Prism Shot attack at the screen.
Stylish: Cure Prism adjusts her hairbow.
Futari Wa PreCure!: Cure Prism summons Cure Sky and they pose.
Crystal Smash: Cure Prism creates a crystal gauntlet and punches the camera, smashing it in the process.
Bone Breaker: Cure Prism breaks one of the opponent’s leg with a kick, then smashes the opponents ribcage with a underhanded punch before kicking the opponent down.
Sucker! : Cure Prism taps on the opponent from the back to get their attention, then punches the opponent with a prism gauntlet hard enough to knock the opponent to the ground.
Fatal Blow: Hop, Step, Maim! :
Cure Prism starts her Fatal Blow by kicking the opponent into the air. She then jumps up and bounces off a platform and grabs the opponent before smashing the opponent into a crystal spike. She then pulls the opponent from the spike, her holding her opponent’s neck before then conjuring another prism construct, this time, a crystal wall and then throwing the opponent into the wall, shattering it.
Fatality 1: One for the Money.
Cure Prism grabs the opponent by the neck and conjures up a crystal wall behind her opponent with her Sky Mirage after inserting her Sky Tone W Shining. She then grabs the opponent by their neck and their lower back after turning the opponent around to face the crystal wall and proceeds to smash the opponent’s head against the wall, smashing in her opponent’s face. She then checks the damage caused by her smashing the opponent’s face against the crystal wall before then winding up a powerful smash that splatters the opponent’s head and shatters the crystal wall.
Fatality 2: Prism Skull:
Cure Prism grabs the opponent’s head, turns their flesh of their head into crystal and shatters it, revealing her opponent’s skull which then crystalizes. She then rips out the opponent’s skull and spine and then uses it to smash into the opponent’s upper torso as an improvised flail, shattering the opponent’s skull and splattering their upper torso.
  1. The Klassic: Cure Prism punches off the opponent’s head with an uppercut.
  2. Let’s Rock! : Cure Prism throws a crystalline rock construct into the opponent, it lodging into the opponent’s upper torso.
  3. Knee Level: Cure Prism executes her Bone Breaker throw, only to conjure up a prism gauntlet and then splatters the opponent with a punch to the head after breaking one of the opponent’s legs.
  4. Crystal Statue: Cure Prism executes her Prism Shot attack which freezes the opponent into a crystalline statue.
  5. Winded: Cure Prism summons Cure Sky who then proceeds to splatter the opponent with a single wind enhanced punch.
  6. Crystal Trap: Cure Prism traps the opponent’s legs in crystal before then shattering them, taking off the opponent’s legs.
  7. Choke On This!: Cure Prism grabs the opponent, then crushes the opponent’s throat before putting the opponent down who then falls over dead.
  8. Blinded by Soft Light: Cure Prism executes her Blinding Flash attack, destroying her opponent’s eyes and causing her opponent to fall over dead with blood pouring out from their eye sockets.
  9. Crystal Edge: Cure Prism impales the opponent in the torso with a sword made out of crystal which then partially freezes the opponent into a crystal statue.
Brutality Win Poses:
Spreading Softly: Cure Prism checks her Sky Mirage.
Fluffy and Soft: Cure Prism pats her hair bow.
Brutality/Round Win lines:
“Let’s Rock!”
“Don’t mistake me as harmless.”
“You have been dealt with!”
“The only purification for you will be your death!”
“Gentle Light Soaring Softly: Cure Prism!”
“It’s Brutality Time! Wait, that does not sound right…..”
“You will not harm Elle-chan!”
“You will not threaten Sky Land and Earthrealm!”
“Worse than the Undergu Empire!”
“What a pity it has to come to this….” (Against Raiden or Liu Kang)
“You will not make an army from me!” (Against Shang Tsung)
“I’ve never met such a scumbag as you!” (Against Kano)
“Just because I’m a half-blood does not mean I can fight!” (Against Kitana)
“Your domination plans end here!” (Against Sindel)
“Descended from cowards!? My ass!” (Against Shao Kahn)
Friendship: Crystal Touch:
Cure Prism conjures up some crystals that she then shatters into a statue of Cure Sky and Cure Prism. Cure Sky then walks up to the statue and gives a thumbs up of encouragement to Cure Prism who is beaming with happiness.
Dialogue Samples (With Cassie Cage, Shao Kahn, Mileena, Kano and Sindel)
“You taught Elle-chan to swear!?”
“What, it’s funny to me!”
“Note to self: never invite Cassie to my household.”

“The descendant of Edenian cowards is a PreCure?”
“I can stand up to you, tyrant!”
“You will suffer, PreCure whore!”

“Another halfblood, like me?”
“Your face looks ugly.”
“I will feast on you, Pretty Cure!”

“Just like Tremor, only with a frilly dress.”
“Why you overgrown bastard….”

“You seek to dominate others…”
“As is my right to rule.”
“You will be put down!”
Tower Ending:
(Shot of Cure Prism approaching the Hourglass, with the corpse of Kronika behind her that )
“Kronika’s plan to rewrite the timeline proved to me and Sora that she was just as bad as the Undergu Empire, if not as worse. We put her down for her crimes. With the death of Kronika, the Elder Gods were brought back and appointed Liu Kang, now one of their own as the new keeper of the Hourglass. His personality has proven itself resistant to the temptations of abusing the Hourglass.”
(Shot of Cure Prism and Cure Sky bidding farewell to Kitana and Jade as they return to Earthrealm).
“Kitana and Jade offered me and Sora a place in their government as they went to rebuild their realm of Edenia as fellow Edenians. We refused and returned to Earthrealm and Sorashido City and gathered new allies to help us in the fight against the Undergu Empire.”
(Shot of Cure Prism and Cure Sky fighting alongside Sonya Blade, Sub-Zero and Scorpion as they charge into battle against the Undergu Empire)
“After all, a hero’s duty is to their realms and to protect it from threats such as the Undergu Empire.”
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2023.03.25 07:10 BikeCookie WTS Gavko Custom

I want to spend some money, so I need to free up some funds. No trades please unless they are heavily in my favor (and I don’t have to add cash).
I’ve had this Gavko for a year or so. I haven’t carried it, but the previous owner did based on the 5 light scratches and lint between the scales.
Action is good, but feels like a wee bit of dust in the ball bearings. Still fun to flip and closes nicely. Most of the people here take everything apart the second it arrives, so I’ll leave the satisfaction to the future owner.
Overall length is a hair over 7”, blade is about 3-3/16”
Looking for $750 which I believe is what I paid for it. Prompt payment via PayPal FnF is preferred.
Here’s a video that better shows the condition and action.
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2023.03.25 06:31 mcdoolz A Song of Ice and Liars

Hey all.
Around Christmas I wrote and ran an adventure and the players died terribly during it. Tragic. I loved the storyline and the play leading up to their dramatic death at the turning point with the BBEG so much that I decided others might want to TPK their players in a cold hearted, snowy murder mystery turns mystical fight for the future.
There's a GMBinder document available here:
Let's dive in shall we?

Warm hearts in a Cold winter

About the Adventure

This adventure places a party of level 5 characters at the center of a quarrel between two composers. It is located in Suzail but could as easily be placed in any major city.
Naturally, it should take place during a winter season or in a cold climate.


A vengeful sylvan spirit, having possessed a young mage some weeks ago, has murdered and taken the place of a reputable maestro.
His goal is to play a piece of music at the upcoming charity gala where the nobles of the city will be in attendance, subsequently raising his army of snow borne abominations and launching his conquest upon the warm world.

Summary of Events

The city of Suzail is in celebration as the Noble Heart Winter Charity Gala is being built up with structures, merchants and performers stretching upon the promenade from the Royal Court Theatre in either direction for some distance.
The story begins with the players getting in touch with the director of the Royal Court Theater, Antonio Fellini and his assistant Nicolette Fiorelle.
In speaking to the director and his assistant, the players learn that a maestro named Giovanni has stolen the sheet music to be played at the gala by another maestro, Lucian.
Antonio suggests they check his residence and Nicolette takes the players there. Giovanni is not home. Nicolette suggests he may be at The Golden Dice, a gambling hall on the dockside.
Searching Giovannis residence, the players find a collection of cash-out receipts for The Golden Dice gambling hall and a collection of notes and drawings with a strange square signature in the corner of each. Anyone with the artisan background recognizes the signature of Hari Noshi, a tattooist on the dockside.
If the players go to The Golden Dice first, Giovanni is not there and soon after arrives a gang of thugs sent by Lucian who are also looking for Giovanni. After the thugs are dealt with, the owner of The Golden Dice informs the players that Giovanni is likely at his friend Hari Noshi's tattoo parlor down the way.
When the players arrive at the tattoo parlor, they find a robed ogre shaking down a grappled Giovanni. Archers watch close by and a scout sits hidden keeping watch on the alleyway.
If the gang from the gambling hall is still alive, they arrive to assist in any conflict. If the players manage to save Giovanni from the gang, he offers to give the players the sheet music back; he left it with a scribe named Peregrin to have a copy made, and proceeds to take them there.
When they arrive at the scribery they find the door locked but the scribe is visible through a window, hunched over his lectern. However they enter, the players and Giovanni find a dead scribe, his lips blue, a frozen quill in his grasp, frost formed on his fingers and a peaceful look on his face. Giovanni is in shock, and sees that Peregrin had copied across but a single bar of the music. Peregrin is an alchemist as well and maintains a small supply of potions for healing, cold resistance and poisons antidotes.
Giovanni lets the players have the sheet music, deciding that this has all cost him far more than he bargained. The players can decide what to do.
If they return the sheet music to Antonio, they meet Lucian, a lithe pale well dressed figure with white gray peppered hair. When he speaks, it's in a slow passionate tone. He is thankful for their work and offers a reward for the music before adjourning to rehearse. Antonio pays the players and they're free to do as they will until the gala begins.
If the players choose to investigate Lucian in any fashion, events can twist a bit. Ultimately the players should see the gala begin (unless they solve the puzzle before then) and eventually lead to Lucian's performance. As the music crescendos, Lucian's body is suddenly wracked by seizures leading to the release of a slyvan spirit and the sudden spawning of several abominable snow soldiers.
The players must defeat the sylvan creature amidst the army of Purple Dragons, the newly spawned army of snow beings, and the chaos of the galas patrons and the citizens running for their lives.

Adventure Hooks

The director of the Royal Court Theater needs help he can trust to get the sheet music back and not get Giovanni arrested. How the players meet with Antonio and Nicolette should relate to professions and backgrounds where applicable. Some of the following suggestions may work for you.

Royal Court Theater

The Royal Court Theater in Suzail is a grand theater located in the capital city of Cormyr. It is known for its opulent interiors, which include a gilded ceiling and ornate chandeliers. The theater is home to a variety of performances, including plays, operas, and concerts. It is a popular destination for tourists and locals alike, and is often considered one of the cultural gems of Cormyr. The theater is well-known for its excellent acoustics and has hosted some of the most famous performers in the realm. It is also a frequent venue for events hosted by the royal family of Cormyr.

Meeting Antonio & Nicolette

These two are a bit frantic and unsure of what to do. Antonio is stricken yet calm while Nicolette is beside herself, blaming herself for her irresponsibility.
When they greet they players, they are polite and willing to discuss what they know if it seems the players are to be helpful.
If they ask about Lucian, they state that he left on business of his own soon after he heard of the theft.

The Theft

Antonio & Nicolette explain that the maestro Giovanni had visited to discuss the upcoming gala and what he was expected to perform.
In discovering that another maestro named Lucian was to play, he became angered and although they had assumed he had left, they soon discovered he had stolen the sheet music that was to be played.
Giovanni left a note that stated Lucian did not deserve to play the music as Lucian was born with a silver spoon in his mouth and a silver bell to call his wet nurse.
Antonio suggests checking Giovanni's home and Nicolette agrees to take the players there. The residence is only a few blocks away down the promenade.

Finding Giovanni

The players arrive at a two story brick building with a few opulent apartments, each featuring a tall archway patio window with a wrought iron railing encircling a stone patio balcony.
Giovannis apartment is one of the upper floor units although he is not home when the players arrive. The players can force entry on the door, gain access via the unlocked balcony door, or seek the landlord who lives in one of the lower units.
The landlord could be convinced to provide the key with a successful Charisma (Persuasion or Deception) check (DC 14) and a plausible story: locked out lover, family member, or parent depending on the individual. A successful Intimidation check will cause the old landlord to die of heart failure.

Nobody's home

Giovannis apartment is disheveled, with old laundry, stacked dishes, piles of parchment with ink scrawled across them and a large four post bed in disarray.
When the players search the apartment they find a collection of receipts for winnings from the Golden Dice, a dock side gambling hall.
If they roll 15 or better, they find drawings with the signature of Hari Noshi. Nicolette explains that is Giovannis tattooist.
If the players do not successfully search the apartment, Nicolette will offer that he gambles and may be at the hall.

The Golden Dice

The Golden Dice is a well decorated and well protected establishment on the dock side. It is the gambling hall known by the wealthy to be seedy but safe to patronize. Care of Dargen Goldhand, the Golden Dice has guards and free ale for house regulars such as Giovanni and any character with the Gambler background.
Giovanni is not here, and the patrons are all too engrossed in their doings to care for the players questions. Asking too many times over may bring the ire of the house guard or the patrons.
If the players seek out the management to ask about Giovanni, they're politely informed that he covered his debts some time ago and that he's not been seen for weeks.
During this time three mercenaries will arrive also seeking Giovanni. Markus, Grimgore and Vaxin consider themselves professionals and don't directly threaten the players, although they make no secret of their objective and tell the players to stay out of their way or suffer consequences. They don't attack unless attacked directly, and will otherwise rush towards Hana To soon afterward.
If the players dispatch the thugs without hearing about Hana To and let the thugs escape, Dargen offers that Giovanni could be at the tattoo shop.

Hana To

When the players reach Hana To, they find the rest of the crew that is after Giovanni as well as Giovanni and his tatooist Hari Noshi.
The tattoo shop is a mess, Hari Noshi is visibly injured, and an ogre by the name of Ogrimm has Giovanni in his grasp.

Ogrimm & Company

If the players attempt to negotiate with Ogrimm he tells the players to mind their own business or be shot. If the players press attempts to negotiate he gives the word for his archers to loose upon the two closest players.
If they still do not engage but continue to try to negotiate, Ogrimm laughs at them and continues to rough up Giovanni.
If attacked, Ogrimm doesn't want to fight to the death and will offer quarter if one or more of his crew are killed.
If the players refuse quarter, he will attempt a tactical retreat, providing covering fire using magic missiles from his wand or while he can cast them and resorting to fire bolts if necessary. If possible, he will grapple and carry Giovanni.
If Ogrimm manages to knock out or kill any of the players, he offers quarter. If the players take it, Ogrimms tells them that they can wait until he is done with Giovanni and then go about their business.
If Ogrimm is afforded the time, he will roughly interrogate Giovanni about the location of the sheet music before finding a receipt for a scribe named Peregrin on Giovanni.
Ogrimm at this point will throw Giovanni aside and leave the scene to go retrieve the sheet music from the scribe.
At this point Giovanni is badly injured from the interrogation but tells the players to get to Peregrin before Ogrimm does.
If the players have dispatched or routed Ogrimm and his crew, or taken Giovanni from Hana To and escaped, Giovanni is thankful and tells them that he is regretful for what he's done and what it's cost his friend. He takes the players to the scribe.

Peregrin's Dead

Peregrins home is a small two story brick book store with a placard that reads his name in gold serif font.
Upon arriving at the scribes residence the players will find the scribe visibly hunched over his lectern, presumably sleeping.
His door is locked however and banging on the door doesn't raise him. Observant (Passive Perception 13 or better) players will note there is a bit of frost on the windows, inside the building.
The players can get in through:
However the players gain entry, they are confronted with a very dead Peregrin. His lips are blue his finger tips are frozen and his whole body is cold as ice.
Giovanni will be visibly saddened by this and will observe that Peregrin was working on the copy but only managed a few bars in before he died.
At this stage, Giovanni asks the players to see that the music is returned to Antonio, and states that this debacle has now truly cost him far more than he bargained.


Peregrin kept a lab where he practiced alchemy on the second story of his shop.
Searching his lab will reveal 1d4 + 2 Potions of Healing, 1d4 Potions of Cold Resistance and 1d4 Potions of (Hill) Giant Strength.
In his living area he kept a modest wardrobe, a small savings of 300 gold pieces and receipts for shipments of alchemical goods and book binding equipment arriving.


If Ogrimm and his crew are still alive, the players may have to deal with him in some fashion or get to Peregrins faster than them (eg: by horseback). It's up to the DM how long it takes Ogrimm and the crew to reach Peregrin. He is resourceful but he does not have transportation at the ready.

Meeting Lucian

Presuming that the players return to the Royal Court Theater with the sheet music, they will find Antonio, Nicolette and Lucian meeting in the main foyer.
Antonio is relieved to see the players arriving and asks for Giovannis condition. If Giovanni is dead or incapacitated, Antonio is greatly grieved by this and will lash out at Lucian for sending thugs. If Giovanni is alive, the director and Nicolette both breathe a sigh of relief and thank the players for their involvement, avoiding any mention of the thugs.
If the players provide any mention of the thugs, Lucian readily states that he hired and sent them to retrieve his property as was his prerogative. He apologizes coldly for any inconvenience upon the players and offers to pay them what he was to pay Ogrimm's crew.
If the players hand over the sheet music, Lucian thanks them and retreats from the meeting, stating that he must rehearse.
If the players ask about the sheet music before handing it over, Lucian is dismissive of their questions, stating he has no time for their petty, paltry prattlings and that he must get to rehearsals.
Antonio will parrot these statements in a more polite tone while Nicolette will stay quiet and stoic.
If the players accuse, or degrade Lucian in some way, the director, Nicolette and Lucian will all be visibly shocked while Antonio will demand that they hand over the sheet music, take their payment and leave. If pressed, he will threaten to summon the Purple Dragons justice upon the player.
If the players take payment and leave they receive a sum of 100 platinum pieces to be divided amongst them.
If they part on good terms the players are told they can expect special seating for the affairs to come.
At this point, the players are free to wander the promenade and take in the sights of the gala that is now coming under way.

The Noble Heart Winter Charity Gala

The Noble Heart Winter Charity Gala is an annual event held in the city of Suzail, Cormyr. It is a grand affair, attended by members of the royal court and the wealthy elite, as well as various nobles, politicians, and other influential figures. The gala is held in the Royal Court Theater, a magnificent venue known for its opulent decor and state-of-the-art stage and performance facilities.
The gala is held to raise funds for charitable cause, with a focus on helping those in need during the cold winter months. Organized by the Royal Court Theater and the Noble Heart Foundation the charity manages to raise a significant amount of coin each year by pitting the various noble houses against one another in a blind competition of wealth and giving.
At its core, the gala is a mix of high brow showmanship and grass roots fund raising. The various churches are well aware of the ego surrounding the noble houses and how to tread about those egos to maximize the return towards their efforts.
Those who organize the events are masters of negotiation and the effort and cunning they put into enticing the noble houses into providing as they do can not be understated.
In dealing with problems such as general toxicity, outbursts of tempers or outright violence that may surround the event, those who can will attempt to persuade and dissuade the aggressors to understand the core spirit of the event, agreeing and soothing the frustration that some may express.

The Director, Klaus Von Santos

Called a 'man of the people' by his peers, Klaus works tirelessly with a large and wide spread team of passionate people to make the gala a success each year. He can be found in any number of areas around the gala grounds. He is an aging elf of 600 years who emigrated to Cormyr some 60 years past. He has made Suzail his home and is an accomplished musician as well as event coordinator. He is a devout member of the Church of Tyr, swearing that he had his life saved once by the deity. He enjoys reading the daily news and gossip rags to 'keep up with the times' and is an accomplished Mage.

Event Organizers

The passionate people who make the gala possible run the gamut of individuals from laborers and architects to performers, organizers, and on and on. The gala and the construction thereby can be described as an organized chaos consuming the promenade surrounding the theater.

Honored Guests of the Gala

If you are placing this adventure in Suzail, in Cormyr, in the Forgotten Realms canon, then this list of noble houses should suffice as the high level roster of attendees.

Who's who

From the Obarskyrs who rule Cormyr to the Maelstroms from distant Waterdeep, every noble family worth their clout in coin can be seen at the affair. They tour about in carts, dressed to impress and to stay warm, in that order. Here are a few of the families that would attend:

House Obarskyr

The Obarskyr family has ruled Cormyr for centuries, and is the most powerful and influential noble house in the nation. The current ruling monarch of Cormyr, King Azoun V, is a member of this family.

House Barrowmaze

The Barrowmaze family is a powerful noble house in Suzail that is known for its wealth and influence. The family is involved in various businesses and industries, and is known for its charitable works and philanthropy.

House Dauntinghorn

The Dauntinghorn family is another powerful and influential noble house in Suzail. The family is known for its military prowess and its connections to the Purple Dragons, Cormyr's elite military corps.

House Bryne

The Bryne family is a wealthy and influential noble house in Suzail that is involved in various businesses and industries. The family is known for its support of the arts and its philanthropy.

House Maelstrom

The Maelstrom family is a powerful and influential noble house in the city of Waterdeep, one of the largest and most influential cities in the Forgotten Realms.

House Illance

The Illance family is a powerful noble house in the city of Baldur's Gate, another major city in the Forgotten Realms.

Sights & Sounds

There is quite a lot to see and do at the charity gala.

Decorations & Decorum

The entire promenade explodes in color and dress as tapestries, arrangements, lights and statuary are hung from buildings, or placed in the street.

Ice sculptures

The Noble Heart Winter Charity Gala features a stunning display of ice sculptures, showcasing the talents of the city's finest ice sculptors. These intricate works of art range from detailed, realistic pieces to whimsical, playful figures inspired by the winter season.

Ice skating

Guests can enjoy a bit of ice skating along the Promenades specially-made rink.


Professional athletes and local enthusiasts alike showcase their skills in a variety of winter sports, including ice climbing, ice skating, and skiing.

Fashion show

The Noble Heart Winter Charity Gala also includes a winter fashion show, featuring the latest in winter clothing and accessories.

Hot chocolate bar

From Waterdeep with love, Delphine comes to serve a variety of flavors and toppings for heated milk mixed with chocolate.

Craft brews & Fine wines

Hot mead, the finest spirits and the frothiest ales are served and on tap throughout the gala grounds as artisans local and not come to show their generosity.


Culinary expertise is awash in the streets as various vendors come out to feed to destitute and any others who want a bite to eat.

Silent auction

Guests can bid on a variety of items and favors from the church and is the largest source of income for the gala.


While the focus of the Noble Heart Gala is the wealthy and the wealth they provide, there is no shortage of provisions provided by the general population.
If players wish to donate they may although to purchase anything locally is virtually impossible as everything that can be purchased to donate already has been by all the noble houses.


The following events assume that Suzail is your venue of choice and provide a few celebrities from other D&D canon that dungeon masters may or may not want to include.
d10 Loot
1-2 Protestors
3-4 Drunk Noble
5-6 Fire!
7-8 Chef who?
9-10 Thief!


A group of protestors from the various churches gather outside the gala. They are angry at the flambouyence and excess demonstrated by the gala shouting slogans and carrying signs such as:
They are peaceful but loud and disruptive.
A successful Charisma (Persuasion) check (DC 15) could convince them to take their grievances where it can be properly heard (a magister or event organizer), or a Charisma (Intimidation) check (DC 15) could scare them off.
Alternatively, a Charisma (Deception) check (DC 15) could convince them that their counter parts are else where and that they should seek them out.
If the players do not intervene, the authorities eventually show up and arrest the protesters to much maligned shouting and cursing from the protesters and any nearby gala attendees.
If the players successfully intervene, the protesters leave and the players are thanked cordially by the Purple Dragons.

Drunk Noble

A wealthy, intoxicated patron becomes aggressive towards some of the needy, calling them "riff raff" and "street rats".
A successful Charisma (Persuasion) check (DC 15) could convince them to calm down and behave, or a Charisma (Intimidation) check (DC 15) could intimidate them into behaving.
If the players do not intervene, the patron is eventually hit with a snow ball and falls over unconscious in the snow while the thrower is chased off by the authorities.
If the players successfully intervene the noble withdraws and the players are thanked cordially by the vendor.


A fire breaks out in a greasy food stall, quickly engulfing the whole of the stall in a horrible blaze. Throwing snow upon the greasy fire causes it to spit and burst wildly. Throwing mud upon the fire wil slowly douse it away.
If the players do not intervene, the stall burns to the ground.
If the players successfully intervene, they are lauded loudly and the establishment owner offers them lodging at a local inn and meals anytime they wish.

Chef who?

A self proclaimed gourmand by the name of Gurney has lost their pass and is trying to enter the gala. He claims he's from Phandalin, come a long way to provide his services, and is visibly frustrated.
A successful Charisma (Persuasion) check (DC 15) could convince the gate guards to let them in, or a successful Intelligence (Investigation) or Wisdom (Perception) check (DC 15) can find their pass wedged in the floor boards of the drivers seating on their wagon.
If the players do not intervene, the chef is told he can purchase a vendors pass with the organizers to which he shrieks that he already has before turning around and leaving.
If the players successfully intervene, the chef thanks them cordially and tells them to visit him once he is set up. If they do, he gifts them with a Bowl of Endless Soup.
Bowl of Endless Soup
Wondrous item, rare (requires attunement)
This simple clay bowl appears to be unremarkable white clay, but upon closer inspection, it is adorned with a border of engraved sigils translating to 'soup' in various languages.
When an attuned user speaks the word 'soup' in their language, the bowl will produce a never-ending supply of steaming hot soup.
The soup constantly replenishes itself and never seems to grow cold or spoiled.
While attuned to the bowl, you gain the following benefits:
You are immune to the effects of extreme cold and starvation.
As an action, you can command the bowl to fill with soup of any flavor you desire. It does not produce stew.
Soup produced this way will satisfy any hunger and restore 1d6 + 4 hit points to any creature who consumes it while the soup is fresh from the bowl. Soup transferred to another vessel loses its effect after fifteen minutes and tastes as bland as water.
The effects of the soup last until the creature takes a short or long rest.
The bowl will remain filled with soup until commanded to empty, at which point it will become empty until commanded to fill again.


A pickpocket is operating in the crowds at the gala.
A successful Perception check (DC 15) could notice them in the act, or a successful Charisma (Deception) check (DC 15) could pretend to be a wealthy patron and attract them. A successful Charisma (Persuasion or Intimidation) check (DC 13) can get them to leave under threat of the authorities.
If the players do not intervene, they may find themselves victims of the pickpocket. The pickpocket is sighted some time later and arrested soon after by the Purple Dragons.

Bad blood

If Ogrimm and his crew are still alive and were not routed, they will seek out revenge against the players for costing them the job with Lucian.
The crew will organize an ambush at the gala using whomever is still alive.
Ogrimm will look for an opportunity to take care of business off the beaten path and if no good opportunity presents itself he will patiently await his chance.

Investigating Lucian

If the players grow suspicious of Lucian and look into his behavior they will notice a few strange details.

Obelisks & Orihalcum

If the players look for Lucian in the gala, they can find him doing a tour of the promenade. If they follow him they will find him approaching each of the obelisks mentioned above. At each one, he places a small piece of Orihalcum upon the sigil.
If he is approached about this, he states that he is supporting the cause and doing his part for the celebrations.
If the players vandalize an obelisk the Purple Dragons will be summoned and the vandals arrested or driven off.

Loosely dressed

If a player character has a passive Perception score of 15 or higher, they will notice that Lucian is dressed in a simple open collar shirt, silk breeches and high boots; far under dressed for the cold weather.

Cold atmosphere

If a player character has a passive Perception score of 15 or higher and stands within 5 feet of Lucian, they will notice the air is noticeably colder near him.

Frosty breath

If a player character has a passive Perception score of 15 or higher they will notice that when Lucian speaks indoors, his voice steams or that when he speaks outdoors, it does not.


The central point of the gala is the unveiling of the honors that the noble houses will appreciate for their gifts to the those in need.

Laments of the Frost

The time comes eventually for Lucian to perform his music for the eager nobility.
As Lucian's music fills the air, the temperature begins to drop rapidly.
A burst of icy wind erupts from one of the frost obelisks scattered throughout the gala. A fog quickly rolls through and a howl is heard as a pack of snow wolves materialize out of thin air as beyond them can be heard the tromp of footsteps, the screams of people and the sound of a war horn
The obelisks pulse with cold energy and a blue shaft of sparkling light pulses into the sky from each of the obelisks.
The players must work quickly to destroy the obelisks if they hope to stop the spawning of the sylphs minions and weaken the spirit and ultimately defeat it.

Winter Frost & Company

When the sylvan spirit bursts from his vessel he arrives with a searing cold vengeance and a near army of cohorts. As the gala erupts into a catastrophic war of winter kind hunting the population, the Purple Dragons can be relied upon to leap into action as do the many private companies protecting their noble patrons.

Winters Frost

Medium humanoid (elemental), neutral evil
  • Armor Class 16 (natural armor)
  • Hit Points 71 (13d8 + 13)
  • Speed 30 ft. ___ STRDEXCONINTWISCHA :---::---::---::---::---::---: 14 (+2)18 (+4)12 (+1)14 (+2)16 (+3)18 (+4) ___
  • Saving Throws Dex +7, Wis +6, Cha +7
  • Skills Deception +7, Perception +6
  • Damage Immunities Cold, Fire
  • Condition Immunities Charmed, Exhaustion, Frightened, Paralyzed, Petrified, Poisoned
  • Senses Darkvision 60 ft., passive Perception 16
  • Languages Common, Giant, Infernal
  • Challenge 5 (1,800 XP) ___ Frost Aura. Winters Frost is surrounded by an aura of cold that extends 5 feet around him. Any creature that touches him or hits him with a melee attack while within 5 feet of him takes 5 (1d10) cold damage.
Magic Resistance. Winters Frost has advantage on saving throws against spells and other magical effects.
Magic Weapons. Winters Frost's attacks are magical.
Innate Spellcasting. Winters Frost's innate spellcasting ability is Charisma (spell save DC 15). He can innately cast the following spells, requiring no material components: At will: frostbite (1d8 + 4 cold damage) 3/day each: ice storm, wall of ice
Snowstorm (1/day). Winters Frost can use an action to create a storm of snow and ice that fills a 30-foot radius centered on him.
The storm lasts for 1 minute or until Winters Frost dismisses it as a bonus action. While the storm persists, Winters Frost has advantage on Dexterity (Stealth) checks made to hide, and creatures other than Winters Frost have disadvantage on Wisdom (Perception) checks made to detect him. In addition, any creature that enters the storm or starts its turn there takes 5 (1d10) cold damage.


Multiattack. Winters Frost makes two melee attacks.
Frostbite. Ranged attack. +7 to hit, range 60 ft., one creature. Hit: 8

Snow Wolf

Medium beast, neutral
  • Armor Class 12
  • Hit Points 7
  • Speed 50 ___ STRDEXCONINTWISCHA :---::---::---::---::---::---: 12 (+1)14 (+2)8 (-1)3 (-4)12 (+1)6 (-2) ___
  • Saving Throws Perception +3, Stealth +4
  • Languages understands Common, Sylvan but can't speak
  • Challenge 1/8 (25 XP) ___ Keen Hearing and Smell. The snow wolf has advantage on Wisdom (Perception) checks that rely on hearing or smell.


Multiattack. The Creature Name makes Number and type of attacks
Ability Description. Attack Style: Attack Bonus to hit, Reach/Range, one target. Hit: Damage Damage Type damage
General Ability Description. General Attack Description
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2023.03.25 04:31 Righteous_Fury224 Yesterday’s Hero – Book 2 – Signs and Portents – Chapter 4 - I like the Way You Move – Part 8

2181 – 09:17, Wednesday, January 17th –Agora of the Asari People- Serrice City - Thessia – Parnithia System
"It's done," said Nari in a faint croaking voice as she took a few shaky steps back from her magnum opus – a mural that depicted horror yet hope in the image.
"Easy there Nari," said Sam'nelea gently as she caught the exhausted artist in her arms. Mayises and Miretse rushed up and helped Sam'nelea carry Nari to a chair, giving her a bottle of energy drink so the exhausted artist could at least rehydrate.
"So it is finished Colonel T'goos?," asked Matriarch Seucsha T'sola as she called from behind the barrier that shielded the work from viewing.
"Yes Matriarch. Please, come and see Nari's masterpiece," replied Sam'nelea as she held Nari's head so that the shattered artist could drink.
Mayises was holding the bottle for Nari who swallowed greedily at the nourishing refreshing liquid. She had worked almost 18 hours a day on the mural, only stopping to rest when Sam'nelea forced her to. Even then it was barely enough yet Nari found an inner strength that Sam'nelea and her commandos could but only admire at the artists determination to complete this work.
Matriarch Seucsha T'sola of Serrice had also deployed her commandos to guard Nari and her work. The Serricean matriarch had seen the images of the horror under Fortress T'reaphia and was physically sick afterwards. Nothing like this had ever been seen on Thessia… ever. Asari had a dark side, that was undisputable but this… this was pure evil.
"Dear goddess!" she gasped as she and her senior officers came around the corner and saw the mural. There was cries of shock, anger, revulsion, despair and sadness from all when they saw what Nari had painted. Nari had also carved in bright red sandstone that sat above the mural, the High Thessian pictograms for the words: NEVER FORGET!
Sam'nelea surveyed the artwork with a studious glance. She could see that Nari had been heavily influenced by human art, so very obviously in this case as Nari's mural was a homage to both Picassos "Guernica" and Munch's "The Scream" but balanced by Van Gogh's "Starry Night" for the idea that hope still existed.
Sam'nelea had seen those artworks herself on Earth and was deeply moved by them and appreciated what Nari had incorporated into her mural.
Duncan's influence was evident for those who knew the friendship between the artist and the man who lived twice. The Commando officer was aware of that he had been showing Nari the best of human art.
"What a lurid, emotive, extremely confronting work," murmured Matriarch T'sola as she stared at it awestruck. A tear of empathy had trickled down her flawless lavender cheek. "This will be a testament as long as the Agora of the People stands." Her officers nodded in assent, too moved to speak themselves. "Did you see it, Sam?" she asked quietly.
"No matriarch and I thank all the deities and the universe that I didn't. I saw some of the footage that my matriarch displayed to all of you. That was enough. Even now, the Acolytes and house troopers who were there are still undergoing mental therapy for the trauma they were exposed to."
"And your War Artist? Will she be whole again?" the matriarch inquired with compassion for Nari in her eyes.
"I believe, no… I know she will be fine. Nari is one of the strongest Asari I have met. Her mental drive and fortitude allowed her to produce this masterwork in just over ten days. She barely slept and only rested, ate and drank when I forced her too. Look, she has passed out from exhaustion," said Sam'nelea with a sad resonate tone with deep sympathy in her eyes for her new friend. "She is a true hero of the Asari People matriarch. Not one of valour and great deeds of action, but of her strength of spirit and her artistic talent. Let that be known in Serrice."
The Serricean matriarch nodded in total agreement.
"Her work will last for all time. Go home Sam. You, Nari and your commandos have done enough. I will post guards here on permanent duty. Fiahnni can send some across to be part of the guard who protect this… lesson to us all. We will invite other matriarchs to send their house troops to become a part of the detachment. I will house and feed them all. This will be a sacred duty, separate from being guards here at the Agora. This will be our privilege and duty to all the Asari people."
Matriarch Seucsha T'sola nodded once more to herself, knowing that only just over half of the republics would contribute troops to this force. The others like the Armali would prevaricate and dither, ultimately sending nothing which in all honestly, she was fine with. Less in the end for her to pay for and more glory to those that did contribute.
"As you command matriarch and thank you for all you support and aid. It is greatly appreciated." Sam'nelea gestured to her commando lieutenants and bring Nari's sleeping form with them. "I need to see my daughters and husband," she said tiredly.
Matriarch T'sola gave the Colonel at questioning look.
"I must ask Sam… what is it like being loved by a human male? I truly wish to know as I am considering my…options for a new partner."
Sam'nelea paused for a moment and thought about how to respond.
"Matriarch… I cannot answer that with any real ease in such a short space of time. All I can say is that Phillipe completes me. I met him almost twenty years ago and have never found a more loving, wonderful soul to share my life with and have daughters by. I wish Tevura's blessing upon you if you truly wish to find love with a man. It is challenging as you would understand yet… so rewarding as well once you have melded and know beyond any doubt that he is yours and you are his. I love him with every fibre of my being. We are one. Now… I should go," she said with a sigh as thoughts of her beloved husband threatened to engulf her.
"Be at peace Sam and Athame bless you," replied Matriarch T'sola with a soft smile as she considered Sam'nelea's words very carefully.
Sam'nelea, along with Dr Hethy and a few hundred others were some of the originals who bonded with humans. They were not the first but still, those individuals who in 2161, formed a coterie of Asari which became bonded to humans that year, changing Asari society forever. She vaguely recalled that one of her own junior clerical diplomats based at the Citadel bonded with a famous human male artist yet she couldn't recall their names off hand. No matter, the unions that worked were true examples of love crossing cultural and species lines. Fiahnni was right, Humanity and Asari would be one people in the end.
Seucsha signalled to her senior officers and Acolytes, that they take over from the departing T'daari forces. She also began considering her options of looking for a potential consort from the pool of humanity. The matriarch needed someone she could confide in, who would hold and love her in the dark of the night. She felt too lonely these days and taking an Acolyte to her bed had lost its allure as it was just sex for sex's sake, nothing more. Seucsha needed companionship more than ever after seeing Nari's work. The matriarch made up her mind, she would find her Siame in humanity.
Maybe a young man like the musical Maestro Matriarch Jami Sibeyr had found with her young human Siame? she considered.
Seucsha decided that she needed to speak with the Maestro to gain more insight. She concluded that a young man would last the time with her for her remaining years, they would grow old together which was a great comfort to her as the thought of outliving another bondmate would be too much for her to bare. The matriarch mused to herself that she might even have another daughter with him. They could at least try, after all Benezia T'Soni had her little Liara only a hundred or so years ago. That had been the subject of much gossip within the conclave of matriarchs.
She turned away and began humming the maestro's beautifully soaring piece to herself. "A Love Song for Humanity" which was universally recognised as one of the greatest pieces of Asari music which had been created in generations. Now she began to see why, as she reflected upon what she had observed of Fiahnni's daughters and their relationship with Duncan Larkin.
Pity he was taken, she thought to herself as she left the building to board her waiting air-transporter, he would have made an excellent bondmate and consort.
The gull wing doors of her vehicle closed and as she was whisked away into the busy sky. She sat back into the plush soft leather seats and began opening the Matchmaking site, "Blue to Hue" on her datapad.
What charmed her the most, making her laugh and dispelling the awful visions of the horror that Nari had depicted, was that a classic human song started playing as soon as the Extranet site opened up on her data pad. She knew of this song and smiled widely in approval.
Queen's "Somebody to Love" was a perfect complement for the matchmaking site.
The 894 year old matriarch now began examining the hundreds of thousands of hopeful men who had listed themselves and had been ever so carefully screened as potential bondmates to Asari by the managers of the matchmaking site.
She had time and options and she was now looking forwards to Fiahnni's daughter's fashion show.
So much fun to be had!
2181 – Friday - January 19 – 19:30 – Lyriania's Memorial Amphitheatre – Dassus City
Lileah'sah peeked out from behind the huge gauze stage curtain, over the massive crowd that had filled the amphitheatre with pride and amazement.
"I still can't believe it," she said quietly to Duncan as they observed the full venue from the wings of the stage.
He held her in front of him, his arms wrapping over hers, around her waist and linking over her belly comfortably. She loved that. Turning her head, she laid her left cheek against his chest so as not to poke him with the tendrils of her crest. It was the only thing she thought that humans had as a minor physical advantage over Asari, they had no crest at the back of their heads that could get in the way of things.
"Believe it my love. Our terrific Tre'mete has done it. Tonight is going to make her a legend. She deserves this."
Lileah'sah turned in his arms and looked up at him with a hint of self-doubt in her eyes.
"I know. Although a part of me feels shame Duncan. I should have done this decades ago for her yet I didn't. I was a selfish, self-centred, spoilt stupid maiden, too wrapped up in her own Varen-shit to do the right thing by the one who had always loved me for who I was. Tre'mete only ever wanted me to love her. You did this for her, not me," she said with a heavy sigh and laid her head back on his chest once more.
Duncan cuddled her tenderly.
"Hey there sweetness, you have helped our crazy mad amazing seamstress and bondmate. You have been her tower of strength through this. You have been at her side all the way, helping her with the business side of things. She couldn't have done this without you. Yes I have been the catalyst that brought this into existence but you my magnificent, musical healer, you were the one who made it all happen. Tre' would have been lost without your family connections. No one would have taken her seriously if not for you going to all those meetings with her. Now she is on the cusp of her triumph and we will celebrate like never before. Look, all our family are here, all our friends too. Tre'mete has worked herself hard and I think it was a stroke of genius that she got everyone in the crew, plus our friends children to be models for her garments tonight."
"Again you are correct my dearest darling man. Their Aretḗ is going to only soar after tonight. And Chianay and Elanini… goddess… I would never have thought that my beloved cousins would be fashion models," she giggled lightly.
It had taken the trio plus Chianay and Ray a lot of diligent work to finally persuade the shy, bookish Intelligence Analyst to model some of Tre'mete's clothing tonight. Elanini would be modelling the more demure and reserved lines of garments that Tre'mete had designed, clothing suited for Asari of Elanini's demeanour. The normally quiet Asari was now abuzz with excitement and nervous energy. Ray spoke to her in her aural bud.
"Remember Ela', you are beautiful, powerful and strong. All eyes will be on you but you will see none as you will be bathed in glorious light. Consider this a simple walk in the sunshine wearing fine clothing that your cousin has made for you."
"Thank you Ray. I am glad you are with me. I couldn't have done this without you."
"You are my family Ela' and my friend and I will do anything for you," said Ray humbly and meant every word.
Elanini blew a gentle kiss to one of the security cameras, knowing that Ray was watching her like a guardian angel. Chianay hugged her younger sister in a sign of affectionate support.
The AI along with Luenthvi were the masters behind the curtain, controlling all aspects of the upcoming show. Luenthvi was in the control room supervising the sound and lighting engineers and technicians in conjunction with Ray. Both Asari and AI had planned everything down to the last detail with Tre'mete, leaving nothing to chance. She got the two minute signal.
"Alright everyone, game faces on, it's showtime!" she said in a quiet yet commanding voice.
The Asari engineers and technicians nodded and began their final prechecks of all the systems.
A few minutes earlier, Fiahnni, Aenthiah and Raquelia, the family and close friends had been the last to enter the amphitheatre. A soaring glorious composition of human music rang out as the trio of Asari gracefully made their way through the building. Fiahnni had fallen in love with Händel's "Messiah" recently and shamelessly appropriated various pieces from the opera for herself. Her people loved it.
Jonah, Lomu, Di'naka and Nyanyzia flanked the Grand Matriarch, Fiahnni and Aenthiah. All the bodyguards resplendent in gleaming ceremonial yet fully functional battle armour.
Drokk led them all.
The Battlemaster's face was a picture of serenity as he quietly basked in the triumph of his clan. Krogan were ascendant, well at least in the republic of Dassus and only his clan but details, details he thought to himself with a gleeful inner smile. It was a start he mused to himself.
A storm of applause went up for the Grand Matriarch and Fiahnni, with people rising to their seats and cheering. They all knew what had happened two weeks prior; that the T'daari had shielded the people of Dassus from harm, had struck back at their hated enemies and triumphed, liberating the republic of Ulee from tyranny and returned it back to the rule of the people, by the people for the people. These were deeds worthy of song and celebration.
Fiahnni and Raquelia waved and smiled to their people who roared back with approval.
Behind them walked Kash'shara and Tito with Mirey and Hiroko by their sides. The rest of the family followed including Chianay and Elanini's mother, Sister Shaellei T'daari as well as other lesser relatives of the clan. Behind them came the human families as well as the Duke and Duchess of Northumberland, with the senior Acolytes and staff of House T'daari bringing up the end of the procession.
There was a mild degree of puzzlement in the crowd as they wondered amongst themselves where Lileah'sah and Duncan were and why they were not walking with the first family of Dassus? The reason, only known to the immediate family, was that Duncan had insisted that the couple didn't as he wanted the family to receive the ovation, not him. Also Lileah'sah and he were to open the show with some words of welcome to the audience.
Lileah'sah, while wanting him to be cheered, understood. In many ways such public ovations actually embarrassed Duncan. He almost hated them and avoided them as much as he could. It was enough for him to have done good for no acknowledgement as he followed the teachings of Marcus Aurelias in that fashion as best he could.
"We ought to do good to others as simply as a horse runs, or a bee makes honey, or a vine bears grapes season after season without thinking of the grapes it has borne." - Marcus Aurelius, Meditations, Book Five
Lileah'sah now embraced that maxim for herself. Tre'mete was still on her journey in this regard yet Duncan and herself knew their bondmate would get there soon enough.
Everyone now settled in their seats and the murmuring of the crowd died down.
The lights dimmed down to nothing, blackness engulfing the massive space with only the safety lights running along the stairways visible.
"It's time love," whispered Duncan as he took her left hand in his right. She nodded, gave his hand a squeeze and led him out.
They followed the faint light trail out onto the stage and made their way to their mark.
The spotlights came on a few seconds later, bathing the couple in a soft warm glow rather than a harsh bright white light.
"Good eve to you all, distinguished matriarchs, Justicars, honoured guests and gentle beings and welcome one and all. Tonight you are going to witness a watershed moment in Asari society. Tre'mete Lira, my best friend, my darling lover, my bond and soul mate has been inspired to follow her dream by my other magnificent bond and soul mate, Duncan Larkin. He has given her the wings in which she now will soar with. I present to you all, the first ever collection from Saucy Secrets. Thank you."
Lileah'sah bowed her head while Duncan just nodded briefly to the applause from the audience.
The lights dimmed again as the couple left the stage and went back to the wings.
The stage had been configured to be a massive runway, twenty meters in length and four meters wide, running into the heart of the audience. Lights appeared around the edge of the stage as the main gauze curtain rose.
The raising curtain revealed a full traditional thirty three member Asari orchestra, standing ready behind their ancient traditional Gal'lungael percussion instruments and drums.
Smoke machines expelled their scented, fragrant contents into the air and tiny particles of glitter fell from the domed ceiling, creating a myriad of sparkling motes of light that dazzled the senses.
The music started.
A resoundingly massive explosive thunderclap initially startled the audience was immediately followed by an ancient time-honoured piece of Asari ageless battle music which opened the show.
The drumming and rhythmical percussion started, the Asari musicians all acting in perfect harmony as they expertly pounded out the ancient song on their traditional instruments and drums. Blue Biotic auras flared up from the Asari musicians as they merged their fields with the instruments, creating intricate resonating cascades of interweaving harmonics.
The Asari orchestra then chanted out the archaic words, lifted together in glorious song:
"We are here, We are alive, We exist, We are One!".
All Asari knew this piece as it was timeless, a musical racial memory that reached back into their mists of their distant past, passed down from mother to daughter, generation to generation, yay unto the very first Asari who could remember who she was.
It was burned into the very DNA and souls of the Asari people.
All the Asari in the amphitheatre instinctively sang at the top of their voices, joining in the ancient song unconsciously. The Asari joyously sang out loudly and passionately, feeling the moment and its significance upon them.
This was the ultimate signifier of change, of death and rebirth, the end of old things, the dying of the light and the dawn of the beginning of new ideas.
The future is always born in conflict and pain. Change is inevitable.
Tre'mete was creating a massive statement to her people, the times were indeed "a changing".
The song concluded with a finale crescendo that resonated hugely within the amphitheatre.
As soon as the piece had finished, the spectators thundered out with massive approval, standing, cheering, clapping and shouting as this had not been performed in living memory to a live audience. And not a single garment had been displayed yet.
The lights dimmed once more and the audience settled back into their seats, all abuzz now as this was not your usual fashion show. This was art.
A new, more modern composition of Asari music began, starting softly yet building up, swelling with intensity and passion.
The lights focused on the stage and out strode a supremely confident Olivia McAlpine, dressed impeccably in an amazing ensemble that shouted style, elegance, charm and suitability for a young teenage maiden Asari.
Olivia was followed by her faithful companion Zara Wattling then Eliza Percy and finally Sam'nelea's daughters Gabriella and Triana Aguilar. All the Asari teenagers beamed their dazzling smiles to the roar of approval of the crowd as they strode down the runway. Already Asari matrons in the audience and those watching live began to place orders for these clothes for their young daughters as the garments looked so lovely yet sturdy and comfortable, perfect for a growing young Asari.
The teens paraded down the runway, stepping in time to the soaring music. Each stopped at the end, striking a series of poses before sauntering back to the stage as though it was just another day walking in the park.
The music shifted into a more militaristic themed tune.
Tre'mete had asked her comrades from the Perihelion if they would model for her. All stepped forward without a moment of hesitation.
Led proudly by Captain Eshess, the elite crew marched out to the deafening hailing of the audience. New ceremonial parade uniforms for the Dassus Navy were on display and by the goddess they looked good was the consensus. Tre'mete came up with this herself as she knew that military contracts were always a big money earner. She would win it on merit, not her family connections. Tre'mete knew that her fellow commandos and Navy personnel would clamour for these new uniforms.
The crew all marched casually, with smiles all alight on their beautiful faces, waving to the cheering crowd. They looked magnificent as they filed down the runway.
As the last crew member departed the stage, new music followed the last piece.
Stepping into the light came Icilea and Heretonia, hand in hand with Pania Paewai and Emily Percy, Human and Turian together, an unmistakable symbol of the end of the enmity and the beginning of deep and enduring friendship between the species.
A huge roar of approval went up from everyone in the amphitheatre. A masterstroke of galactical political genius by Tre'mete and the T'daari family. An emblem of harmony and reconciliation which would hopefully resonate beyond Thessia.
The Turian females wore long elegant blue and silver gowns that perfectly suited their body structure and morphology while the young human women were clothed in similar Thessian Glitterwing black silk ball gowns, yet theirs were cut with plunging necklines and slit just enough on one side to reveal their shapely, long legs much to the salacious delight of all the Asari watching.
The four graceful beings made their way down the runway, gently waving and smiling to the audience who lustily cheered them on. Orders from the hundreds of thousands of Turian females who had made their home on Thessia began flowing in as well as the tens of thousands of human women watching who were also Thessian citizens, both species bonded to Asari.
Tre'mete, who was watching from the wings, saw on her data pad the stream of tens of thousands of orders per second which were flooding Saucy Secret's Extranet site.
She, Ray and Duncan had planned for this. Ray had networks of extra server farms to handle the deluge of incoming traffic. If they hadn't have done this, the whole site would have crashed leaving tens of thousands of potential customers angry and upset.
The brawny commando felt her bondmates gather her in their arms and she sighed with a blissful exhalation. This was what she had always dreamed of: her creations being something that people wanted to buy. And the love of her bondmates surrounding her was mana from the heavens.
Tre'mete had made it.
"I will always love you Tre'mete," said Duncan in her aural canal on her right side while Lileah'sah had to briefly ignite her lifting field to rise a few inches to be on the level of Tre'mete's left side aural canal.
"You will always be my heart Tre' my love," she whispered as they both embraced the muscular Asari.
Tre'mete closed her eyes and held back her tears of pure joy as she couldn't afford to have her make up ruined by streaks of tears.
"We are One," was all she could say back to them. Her bondmates lightly kissed her cheeks then laced their arms around Tre'mete's waist, the triad standing together, loving, indivisible and resolute, watching the show they had planned together over the past few weeks unfold.
The Turians and human females made their way back to the stage as the music switched into something that almost no one in the amphitheatre had ever heard before.
A driving electronic tune that had an incredible melody and kick ass back beat.
Olivia walked back out onto the runway after her and her companions had quickly changed, leading them once more, her confident radiant smile beaming for all to see. The Asari teenagers danced up the runway, skipping and twirling to this thumping surging electronica track. The audience took up the beat and started clapping in time with it. Many were inspired to stand up to dance to the music. Soon almost all in the amphitheatre were dancing.
The teens were dressed in chic and classy tunics and pants, each in a different arrangement and colour. Again, Asari mothers with young daughters nodded with approval and clicked the order button on their Omnitools and data pads. This was exactly what young Asari needed. The style was fashionable, and multi-purpose as it could be for formal occasions or everyday wear.
The music was replaced by a banging piece of electro-swing that made everyone's open eyes wide as this tune just rocked.
The Perihelion crew then sauntered out, dancing merrily to the music while the teens were still dancing out the front. Tre'mete had chosen to emulate classic human styles in the line up and had dressed her crew mates in garments that were inspired by 1920's fashions. Light silk knee length Flapper dresses with dozens of thin tassels scintillatingly shimmered and shined gloriously as the crew sashayed down the runway. Her choice of style and music massively gingered up the already excited crowd.
This wasn't art anymore, this was an EVENT!
Asari worldwide got their first taste of electro-swing music, loving the infectious melody and driving danceable beats as they watched the crew and the teens now Jive and Lindy Hop with each other on the stage. The Asari on the stage and runway used their biotics and lifted one another as they spun and twirled in time to the incredible rhythm.
The crowd went wild with cheering and tried to follow this phenomenal new style of dancing. Maidens globally and beyond into the Asari colonies, opened up Human Extranet pages, madly searching for lessons and examples on how to dance like this.
Olivia led her companions back through the dancing crew, waving to the cheers of the crowd.
Aenthiah watched her ward, her heart nearly bursting with pride. She sat with her own daughter, holding her hand, both of them totally transfixed by the sensational spectacle unfolding before them.
"Mother, she is incredible," said Lysila into Aenthiah's aural canal over the noise of the crowd and music. The Asari was most impressed with Matriarch Ruto's granddaughter and had recently heard the dramatic story of how Olivia and her two friends had defeated six commandos in hand to hand combat thanks to the training given by her mother to the teenagers.
"As are you my most precious child," responded Aenthiah with love in her eyes.
The Justicar was thrilled that Lysila had excepted her invitation to attend the show. That Lysila came at all was a minor miracle as she often avoided meeting her mother, the galactically famous Justicar, as she was completely against violence in all its forms although she did approve of Olivia's act of self-defence and understood what Aenthiah had committed herself to. She reached out and took Aenthiah's hand in hers and gently squeezed. A stone melted in the Justicar's heart as mother and daughter sat and enjoyed the amazing event together.
The lights dimmed once more and a new style of music began. A thumping base line with a loud high hat four four drum beat. The lights came back on.
Icilea, Heretonia, Emily and Pania strutted back onto the stage, this time dressed in very revealing underwear. The audience gasped them roared out their approval as they now examined what the four females were wearing. Saucy Secrets was now a legend in fashion as Tre'mete knew exactly what would suit humans and Turian females.
The four females had sultry, saucy wiggle in their hips as the seductively wandered down the runway. The crowd now heard a growly human voice begin to speak over the music as the four danced in a semi erotic fashion. The lights seemed to dim as the man continued to speak.
"There's so many things I like about you,
I just don't know where to begin,
I like the way you, look at me with those beautiful eyes,
I like the way you, act all surprised,
I like the way you, sing along,
I like the way you, always get it wrong,
I like the way you, clap your hands,
I like the way you, love to dance,
I like the way you, put your hands up in the air,
I like the way you, shake your hair,
I like the way you, like to touch,
I like the way you, stare so much,
But most of all...
Most of all..."
The music built to a rising crescendo, then the beat dropped and out stepped Chianay and Elanini.
I like the way you move...
[Songwriters: Christopher James Karyotakis / Dylan Burns]
The crowd went mental as the gorgeously stunning sisters strode and strutted down the stage together, the epitome of Asari beauty on glorious display. Never before had a consort deigned to be a fashion model yet this was perfection.
Once the initial sensation had passed the audience focused on what the sisters were wearing.
Mouths were covered in shock and eyes widened hilarious amazement as they could clearly see on the enormous video screens which clearly displayed what Chianay and Elanini had on.
The pair were wearing a well cut lacey silk bra that had a pair of Blue hands printed on the front of the cups, seemingly holding the breasts within.
It was the underwear though that nearly caused a riot.
Both were wearing the panties that Duncan had come up with.
Stunning high cut panties cut in a thong style, both silvery white in colour, covered in lots of little ice-cream cones with the logo printed boldly on the front in High Thessian saying,
"It's not going to lick itself!"
Laughter, incredulous screaming, raucous cheering and furious applause erupted from the crowd.
Lysila sat stunned, wide eyed while Aenthiah just smirked to herself as she knew what the crowning moment of the show would be as she had regularly melded with Duncan, both of them sharing their thoughts and experiences. She knew how his incredibly cheeky and mischievous mind worked. And she knew Tre'mete nearly wet herself laughing when he told her of this idea.
The Justicar glanced across to her left and saw her faithful Acolyte Saendi howling with laughter as were other members of the T'daari family. Raquelia was gently shaking her head but had a huge smile on her face. Fiahnni was cackling like a lunatic. Kash'shara was totally gobsmacked while Tito had fallen off his chair laughing in hysterics. Mirey and Hiroko were shrieking in convulsive giggles. The human families with their Asari partners that were now a part of the house of T'daari were howling with merriment at the audacity that Duncan and Tre'mete had gone with. Even Drokk and Fiahnni's bodyguards couldn't contain themselves. Aenthiah was heartened to see Nari and Lyessrae creased up laughing together at the ridiculously funny panties. She was especially amused to see Chianay and Elanini's mother, Sister Shaellei, guffawing loudly at the sight of her daughters wearing such lurid underwear.
The biggest joke in Asari history was an astoundingly enormous success.
Always make 'em laugh… thought Duncan as he hugged Tre'mete tightly while the trio watched from the wings.
The teenagers and crew came out, this time dressed in a combination of swimwear and casual attire, all now dancing to the ecstatic adulation of the audience who were all up and grooving away to the fantastic music being played.
The BodyRocker's song finally finished and all the models on stage turned and started to clap to welcome the true star of the show, Tre'mete.
Daft Punk's "One More Time" classic track started playing as Tre'mete, walked out leading her bondmates with her. A furious storm of applause and biotic Asari salutes resonated throughout the space.
There was no need for the audience to give a standing ovation as the entire amphitheatre were already on their feet dancing.
Tre'mete, radiant with a smile of quiet triumph, stepped forward letting go of her bondmates hands, took her bow and waved to the adulation of the crowd.
She had succeeded beyond her wildest dreams. Tre'mete turned and took her bondmates hands in hers and led them in bowing again to the audience and those watching from beyond. She could not have done this without them. Tre'mete shone with a biotic glow of pure happiness.
Saucy Secrets was a sensational stellar success.
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2023.03.25 03:54 Teban54 [Analysis] Shadow Pokemon Tier List as Raid Attackers (PvE): Which ones to un-Frustrate and invest in?

[Analysis] Shadow Pokemon Tier List as Raid Attackers (PvE): Which ones to un-Frustrate and invest in?


This infographic, in collaboration with u/thepokegohunter_, serves as our TL;DR for today! (Here's a separate Reddit post for it)
Shadow Tier List Infographic (credit to ThePokeGoHunter)
Altenatively, here's the tier list in text form:
  • Tier 1: Mamoswine (ice), Salamence / Dragonite, Metagross, Machamp
  • Tier 2: Mewtwo (psychic), Swampert, Moltres (flying), Mamoswine (ground), Raikou / Electivire / Magnezone, Tyranitar (rock), Weavile / Mewtwo (ice)
  • Tier 3: Moltres / Apex Ho-Oh / Entei / Blaziken, Gardevoir, Hariyama, Zapdos, Latios (dragon)
  • Tier 4: Weavile / Tyranitar / Mewtwo (dark-ghost), Charizard, Luxray, Tangrowth / Sceptile / Venusaur, Feraligatr / Gyarados, Metagross (psychic)
  • Tier 5: Pinsir / Scizor, Apex Lugia / Ho-Oh / Honchkrow / Staraptor (flying)
  • Tier 6: Houndoom / Honchkrow (dark), Typhlosion / Arcanine / Magmortar, Torterra, Golurk, Latios (psychic), Alakazam, Aerodactyl / Aggron (rock)
  • Tier 7: Mewtwo (electric), Gardevoir / Gallade (psychic), Exeggutor, Granbull, Latias (dragon)
Keep reading for:
  • Why use shadows?
  • Mythbusters (not as expensive as you thought...)
  • Links to charts with rankings of each type
  • Brief points about Shadow Blaziken and Sceptile, in their own sections, before I write a dedicated article for them later
  • Two more interesting lists at the end...
You can now follow me (@teban54) on Twitter!


The Rocket Takeover event, which returns once every season, is coming back from Saturday, March 25, 2023, at 10:00 a.m. to Wednesday, March 29, at 8:00 p.m. local time. During this time, you can use a regular Charged TM to remove Frustration from any Shadow Pokemon.
Shadow Pokemon have implications for several aspects of the game. As raid attackers, they're insanely strong and (almost) strict upgrades over their non-shadow selves. But which ones are stronger and more useful than others?
This article addresses the question that has been floating around very frequently:
Which shadows are "good" for raids?
After a short section that establish the basics, I'll present a list consisting of 7 tiers, going from the most crucial to borderline options. If you get to the end of this article, you might even get an Easter egg!

Basics: Why Shadows, Mythbusters, and My Methodology

  • Shadows are 16% better than their own non-shadows at the same level, hence "OP".
  • However, they're not a necessity if you just want some decent teams - they're "premium investments". A full team of shadows only saves you 5-10 seconds in a group raid.
  • No, Shadow Pokemon are NOT more expensive than their own non-shadows (arguably)!
    • L30 shadows are better and cheaper than their L40 non-shadows
  • No, Shadow Pokemon do NOT faint more often than their own non-shadows!
  • No, a "bad IV" Shadow is NOT useless!
    • IVs "only" make ~7% of difference
  • No, just because a Shadow has higher DPS than a legendary does NOT always mean it performs better!
  • My list considers three main factors: Strength, Utility, and Replaceability.
More details here in screenshots:

Tier 1: Top of its type and very useful

Mamoswine (Ice), Salamence, Dragonite, Metagross (Steel), Machamp
These shadows are at or near the top of their types, and have high utility for raids. They have the highest priority among all shadows.
My recommendations for players who are serious into building raid teams:
  • Up to 6 Shadow Salamence/Dragonite/Mamoswine combined
    • More Shadow Mamoswine if you like
  • Up to 6 Shadow Metagross
  • Up to 6 Terrakion/Shadow Machamp

Shadow Mamoswine (Ice) - Tier 1

  • Strength: 5 / 5
  • Type utility: 4.5 / 5
  • Priority: 5 / 5
  • Moveset: Powder Snow / Avalanche
  • Last available: Still available now
Verdict: Ice-type king, Rayquaza slayer, even stronger than most dragons
Shadow Mamoswine is the absolute best ice attacker, and only Shadow Weavile comes close. This automatically makes it the best counter against several popular bosses that are double weak to ice, such as Rayquaza, Landorus and future Mega Garchomp.
Where Shadow Mamoswine really stands out from its non-shadow is that, because of the shadow boost, it's also competitive with attackers of other types - even the mighty dragons!
  • Better than all regular dragons, Rayquaza included. Only Shadow Salamence and Shadow Dragonite are better on average, but they're less consistent. (Chart)
  • Against flying-type bosses, usually better than Shadow Tyranitar. While the electric shadows are better on average, they are not always usable. (Chart)
Don't forget Shadow Mamoswine is also a great ground attacker, and I rank it as Tier 2 as a ground type. Double move them!
Here's a chart of all ice-type raid attackers.

Shadow Salamence & Dragonite - Tier 1

  • Strength: 5 / 5
  • Type utility: 4 / 5
  • Priority: 5 / 5
  • Moveset: Dragon Tail / Outrage
    • Outrage on Salamence is a past Community Day (CD) move. It may come back during future events that allow you to get it upon evolution.
    • If you want to unlock a second move, Draco Meteor for Salamence, Dragon Claw for Dragonite.
  • Last available:
    • Salamence: April 2022 (leader), unlikely to come back for a while
    • Dragonite: Still available now, but rare
Verdict: Top dragons by far, rather specialized role
Both of them are top dragon attackers by far, and even put Rayquaza to shame.
The only thing holding them back a little bit is the utility of dragon types. They're only Super Effective against other dragons, and while there's a great quantity and quality of dragons among legendaries, it's still less common than you think. The good news is whenever a dragon is in raids, Shadow Salamence/Dragonite are typically the top counters.
Here's a chart of all dragon-type raid attackers.

Shadow Metagross (Steel) - Tier 1

  • Strength: 5 / 5
  • Type utility: 3.5 / 5
  • Priority: 5 / 5
  • Moveset: Bullet Punch / Meteor Mash*
    • (*) Meteor Mash is a past CD move. May come back via evolution during future events.
  • Last available: March 2023 (leader), unlikely to come back for a while
Verdict: Top steel of the decade, not as high utility as you may think, but crucial for anti-fairy
Shadow Metagross defines steel types. Unlikely to change until the game dies.
Though I do have to say, just like dragons, steel types' utility in raids may be lower than you think. How often do you see a rock, ice and fairy boss that's not useless like Regice and Regirock? My type utility metric ranks both dragon and steel as the middle of the pack, if not leaning towards the lower side.
Regardless, steel is still a generally useful type to have, especially when it's practically the only counter against fairy bosses like Zacian. And whenever you can use steel, Shadow Metagross dominates the scene. These reasons, combined with its scarcity, are enough to put it solidly in Tier 1.
Here's a chart of all steel-type raid attackers.

Shadow Machamp - Tier 1

  • Strength: 4 / 5
  • Type utility: 5 / 5
  • Priority: 5 / 5
  • Moveset: Counter / Dynamic Punch
  • Last available: January 2023 (leader), unlikely to come back for a while
Verdict: Outclassed slightly by Terrakion, but still very useful, even in other PvE modes
Arguably the least deserving among Tier 1s, and it's easy to see why: It's not sitting at the top of its type by far. Namely, Terrakion has outclassed it.
I still put it here in Tier 1 for a few reasons. For one, Terrakion is a legendary that costs rare candies, so good luck getting 6 of them. Shadow Machamp is also much easier to push to Level 50.
For another, fighting is a very useful type that's Super Effective against 5 types (Dark, Ice, Normal, Rock, Steel). Shadow Machamp isn't always the top counter (being weaker than Shadow Metagross and Reshiram etc), but it will likely appear on most people's teams.
The last reason is what sealed the deal for me: Shadow Machamp is also incredibly useful in other PvE formats outside of raids. In gyms taking down those Blisseys. In Team Rocket battles, with huge Counter damage, Cross Chop to burn shields, and even Close Combat nuke.
Here's a chart of all fighting-type raid attackers.

Tier 2: Still top-tier or useful, just with a bit of issues

All these are still really good, but with some reasons that stopped them from being Tier 1.
There are three sub-categories here:
  • Top of its type, but limited usage
    • Mewtwo (Psychic), Swampert, Moltres (Flying)
  • Near top of its type, but similar to top non-shadows
    • Mamoswine (Ground), Raikou, Electivire, Magnezone, Tyranitar (Rock)
  • Useful types, but worse than other shadows
    • Weavile (Ice), Mewtwo (Ice)

Shadow Mewtwo (Psychic) - Tier 2

  • Strength: 6 / 5
  • Type utility: 2 / 5
  • Priority: 4 / 5
  • Moveset: Confusion / Psystrike**
    • (**) Psystrike is a past exclusive move. Unlikely to return on shadows, consider ETM.
    • Non-legacy move Psychic is sufficient
  • Last available: January 2023 (Giovanni), unlikely to come back for a while
Verdict: Ridiculously OP, but psychic is one of the least useful types
I wrote an entire article dedicated to Shadow Mewtwo.
Yes, nothing ever comes close to Shadow Mewtwo's raw power. However, this is balanced by psychic being one of the least useful types in raids. There's Terrakion, but other than that, what do you use Mewtwo against...? Zamazenta? Lol.
That's why I didn't recommend burning radars to get 6 Shadow Mewtwo. But if you have one? Absolutely power it up.
Here's a chart of all psychic-type raid attackers.

Shadow Swampert - Tier 2

  • Strength: 4.5 / 5
  • Type utility: 2 / 5
  • Priority: 4 / 5
  • Moveset: Water Gun / Hydro Cannon*
    • (*) Hydro Cannon is a past CD move. May come back via evolution during future events.
  • Last available: Still available now
Verdict: Top water, better than Kyogre, but water has low utility
Shadow Swampert with HC is indeed still better than Origin Pulse (regular) Kyogre, both in theory and in practice. But water has similar utility issues as psychic: fire, rock and ground bosses are not too common, and in practice, water attackers are almost like anti-Groudon specialists. That's still a valuable role in itself (especially Primal Groudon), just that a supreme water team is not crucial.
Here's a chart of all water-type raid attackers.

Shadow Moltres (Flying) - Tier 2

  • Strength: 5 / 5
  • Type utility: 2 / 5
  • Priority: 4 / 5
  • Moveset: Wing Attack / Sky Attack**
    • (**) Sky Attack is a past exclusive move. Unlikely to return on shadows, consider ETM.
  • Last available: May 2021 (Giovanni), unlikely to come back for a while
Verdict: Top flying by far, still low utility, but a good specialist against 4 bosses with double weaknesses
Yet another top-of-its-type shadow murdered by low utility. Shadow Moltres is the best flying by far, and except for two Apex Shadows, the next thing below it (in Estimator) is... regular Moltres. But the types flying is good against - bug, grass, fighting - simply don't have many legendaries.
The saving grace is that 4 T5/Mega bosses are double weak to flying: Virizion, Pheromosa, Buzzwole and Mega Heracross. Shadow Moltres is the top counter against them, by a mile.
Here's a chart of all flying-type raid attackers.

Shadow Mamoswine (Ground) - Tier 2

  • Strength: 4.5 / 5
  • Type utility: 4 / 5
  • Priority: 4 / 5
  • Moveset: Mud-Slap / High Horsepower
  • Last available: Still available now
Verdict: A hair better than PB Groudon; Ground types have their niche, but may struggle when compared to other types
Shadow Mamoswine vs. Precipice Blades Groudon is an interesting comparison, that I wrote in detail in my Groudon analysis. Shadow Mamoswine "wins" more often, despite horrible typing. But they're close enough.
The issue with ground is weaker power than other types. Despite being SE against 5 types, in practice Shadow Mamoswine doesn't really put up with other shadows you can use:
  • = Lucario, < Shadow Machamp
  • < Kyogre & Shadow Swampert
  • < Reshiram & fire-type shadow legendaries (& likely Shadow Blaziken)
  • < Metagross
Despite this, it's still at least better than non-legendaries, has wide coverage against many bosses, and is the #1-2 counter when you need to use ground (against Raikou, Heatran, Xurkitree, Tapu Koko, Regieleki). And when it can easily double duty as the top ice type, why not?
Here's a chart of all ground-type raid attackers.

Shadow Raikou, Electivire & Magnezone - Tier 2

  • Strength: Raikou 5/5, Electivire 4.5/5, Magnezone 4/5
  • Type utility: 4 / 5
  • Priority: 4 / 5
  • Moveset:
    • Raikou & Electivire: Thunder Shock / Wild Charge
    • Magnezone: Spark / Wild Charge
  • Last available:
    • Raikou: March 2020 (Giovanni), unlikely to come back for a while
    • Electivire: Still available now, but rare
    • Magnezone: March 2023 (leader), unlikely to come back for a while
Verdict: Similar to Xurkitree, ahead of Zekrom, pick the best IVs; electric is useful but not crucial, don't need 6
At 100% IVs, Shadow Raikou > Xurkitree > Shadow Electivire > Shadow Zapdos > Shadow Magnezone = FB Zekrom, but they're very, very close and IV-dependent. Zapdos, Magnezone and Zekrom's unique typings help them on occasions. For people without 6 Xurkitrees, one of these shadows is your next best.
While electric is a strong and useful type, it's never the only option.
  • Shadow electrics are among the best as anti-flying, but you can also do it with rock and ice. (Chart)
  • Against water, Kartana is better. Electric shadows are still better than all grass shadows. (Chart)
A few shadow electrics will serve you well (especially if you lack Xurkitrees), but whether you want 6 is up for debate.
Here's a chart of all electric-type raid attackers.

Shadow Tyranitar (Rock) - Tier 2

  • Strength: 4 / 5
  • Type utility: 5 / 5
  • Priority: 4 / 5
  • Moveset: Smack Down* / Stone Edge
    • (*) Smack Down is a past CD move. May come back via evolution during future events, probably December 2023 CD.
  • Last available: Available now (leader), unlikely to come back for a while afterwards
Verdict: Best rock, but barely ahead of Rampardos
Shadow Tyranitar is the best rock attacker holistically, and rock is among the most useful types in raids. The only problem is Rampardos - only barely behind in simulations, even has higher theoretical DPS, and is at least more accessible than "legendaries" like Xurkitree.
As I wrote in CD Tyranitar analysis: Good investment if you get acceptable IVs, but not something to go crazy on.
Here's a chart of all rock-type raid attackers.

Shadow Weavile & Mewtwo (Ice) - Tier 2

  • Strength: 4 / 5
  • Type utility: 4.5 / 5
  • Priority: 4 / 5
  • Moveset:
    • Weavile: Ice Shard / Avalanche
    • Mewtwo: Psycho Cut / Ice Beam
  • Last available:
    • Weavile: November 2021 (leader), unlikely to come back for a while
    • Mewtwo: January 2023 (Giovanni), unlikely to come back for a while
Verdict: Worse than Shadow Mamoswine, still useful
In case you don't have (enough) Shadow Mamoswine. They're still better than regular Mamoswine. The main reasons I put them in Tier 2 are the high utility of ice types, and that both can also serve other duties.
Do note that as anti-dragons, both fall to the same level as regular dragons, though likely still more consistent. For this reason, they're arguably the least deserving of all Tier 2s - some players may treat them as Tier 3 or even Tier 4.

Tier 3: Great, but better options exist

Moltres (Fire), Apex Ho-Oh (Fire), Entei, Blaziken (Fire), Gardevoir (Fairy), Hariyama, Zapdos, Latios (Dragon)
These options are still strong and useful, but outclassed by more powerful attackers, either of their own type or of other types. However, what outclass them are typically legendaries, so players who lack rare candies will still find them as valuable investments (aside from Zapdos and Latios).

Shadow Moltres (Fire), Apex Ho-Oh (Fire), Entei & Blaziken (Fire) - Tier 3

  • Strength: 4 / 5
  • Type utility: 4 / 5
  • Priority: Moltres and Blaziken 4/5, Apex Ho-Oh and Entei 3/5
  • Moveset:
    • Moltres: Fire Spin / Overheat
    • Apex Ho-Oh: Incinerate / Sacred Fire+ (ticket exclusive)
    • Entei: Fire Fang / Overheat
    • Blaziken: Fire Spin / Blast Burn* or Blaze Kick
      • (*) Blast Burn is a past CD move. May come back via evolution during future events.
      • Blaze Kick does surprisingly well - see below.
  • Last available:
    • Moltres: May 2021 (Giovanni), unlikely to come back for a while
    • Apex Ho-Oh: February 2022 (Paid ticket), unlikely to come back for a while
    • Entei: July 2020 (Giovanni), unlikely to come back for a while
    • Blaziken: Still available now
Verdict: Worse than Fusion Flare Reshiram, but not by too much
These would have been Tier 2 if Fusion Flare hadn't been introduced. They're still better than anything that's not FF Reshiram, and fire is a useful type, but FF Reshiram is better than even 100% IV shadows. For anyone without 6 Reshiram, they're still good investments for a full fire team, especially Shadow Blaziken that doesn't cost rare candies.
Regarding Shadow Blaziken, I'll write its own article, but here are some preliminary results:
  • L40 Shadow Blaziken <= L40 Shadow Moltres (15/15/15) < L40 FF Reshiram.
  • On most occasions, L40 S-Blaziken > L40 Overheat Reshiram.
  • L40 S-Blaziken > L30 FF Reshiram. Likewise, probably L50 S-Blaziken > L40 FF Reshiram.
  • Blaze Kick is surprisingly good - a small best-case dropoff from Blast Burn, but much more consistent and avoids some of the horrible situations. In fact, Blaze Kick has even better ASE and ASTTW than Blast Burn! If you can't wait to evolve, I wouldn't ETM it, unless you have too many ETMs.
Here's a chart of all fire-type raid attackers, with Shadow Blaziken included.

Shadow Gardevoir (Fairy) - Tier 3

  • Strength: 3 / 5
  • Type utility: 3 / 5
  • Priority: 3.5 / 5
  • Moveset: Charm / Dazzling Gleam
  • Last available: Still available now
Verdict: Best fairy by far, "only" similar to regular dragons, but more consistent
Another top of its type by far with no competition, but outside of Guzzlord raids, fairy attackers have lower power than alternative types you can use. The best scenario is against dragon (Chart), where Shadow Gardevoir is similar to regular dragon types (like Rayquaza and Salamence), but more consistent and doesn't fear dragon charged moves from the boss. Having one or two is very valuable, but not necessarily 6 of them.
For a more thorough analysis of Shadow Gardevoir vs other types, see my Mega Gardevoir analysis.
Here's a chart of all fairy-type raid attackers.

Shadow Hariyama - Tier 3

  • Strength: 3 / 5
  • Type utility: 5 / 5
  • Priority: 3 / 5
  • Moveset: Counter / Dynamic Punch
  • Last available: Still available now
Verdict: Worse than Terrakion and Shadow Machamp, still better than non-shadows
Being outclassed by an OP legendary isn't a fatal blow, but it's also below Shadow Machamp, and not significantly above Lucario and Conkeldurr. It still got a spot in Tier 3 largely due to being common and fighting types' high utility, though even that is up for debate. Some may think it's ranked too high.

Shadow Zapdos - Tier 3

  • Strength: 4.5 / 5
  • Type utility: 4 / 5
  • Priority: 3 / 5
  • Moveset: Thunder Shock** / Thunderbolt
    • (**) Thunder Shock is a past exclusive move. Unlikely to return on shadows, consider ETM.
  • Last available: June 2021 (Giovanni), unlikely to come back for a while
Verdict: Similar to Shadow Magnezone if with good IVs, worse than Xurkitree
This would have been in Tier 2 together with Shadow Raikou, Electivire and Magnezone, if it wasn't a quantity-limited shadow legendary, likely has bad IVs, requires an Elite Fast TM and rare candies, and still ends up worse than Xurkitree. It's an excellent variety pick, but Shadow Magnezone is a better bang for buck, and Xurkitree and Fusion Bolt Zekrom are both better uses of rare candies.

Shadow Latios (Dragon) - Tier 3

  • Strength: 4 / 5
  • Type utility: 4 / 5
  • Priority: 3 / 5
  • Moveset: Dragon Breath / Dragon Claw
  • Last available: November 2022 (Giovanni), unlikely to come back for a while
Verdict: Worse than Shadow Salamence/Dragonite, still better than non-shadows
Not bad by any means, as it's still above Rayquaza and all regular dragons... Just that Shadow Salamance and Dragonite exist. Great for Unique 6 users, but otherwise likely not worth the rare candies.

Tier 4: Moderately outclassed

These options can still put in good work if you do power them up, but they're either outclassed by something affordable, or way below better options. Good if you already had them, but I'd think twice before building new ones.
Specifically, there are three cases:
  • Very useful type, but outclassed by CD Pokemon
    • Weavile (Dark), Tyranitar (Dark), Mewtwo (Ghost)
  • Outclassed by legendaries by far
    • Charizard, Luxray, Tangrowth, Sceptile, Venusaur
  • Limited usage, and still outclassed by legendaries and other shadows
    • Feraligatr, Gyarados, Metagross (Psychic)

Shadow Weavile (Dark), Tyranitar (Dark) & Mewtwo (Ghost) - Tier 4

  • Strength: 4 / 5
  • Type utility: 5 / 5
  • Priority: 3 / 5
  • Moveset:
    • Weavile: Snarl / Foul Play
    • Tyranitar: Bite / Crunch
    • Mewtwo: Psycho Cut / Shadow Ball** (Past exclusive move. Unlikely to return on shadows, consider ETM.)
  • Last available:
    • Weavile: November 2021 (leader), unlikely to come back for a while
    • Tyranitar: Available now (leader), unlikely to come back for a while afterwards
    • Mewtwo: January 2023 (Giovanni), unlikely to come back for a while
Verdict: Top dark/ghost and very useful, but too similar to CD Hydreigon, not worth building now
I feel really sorry for these guys. They are still top-tier dark and ghost attackers, which are among the most useful types in raids, and would have been solid Tier 1s... Except CD Hydreigon is just as good, perhaps even better, at much lower cost.
Anyone who already built them will still get good use out of them, but I would not recommend powering up new ones solely for these roles now (at least not multiples). Nor do I recommend ETMing Shadow Ball.
Shadow Weavile is the one that may stand out a bit. Due to its high DPS, a 100% IV one does outperform Hydreigon majority of the time, but its fragility and bad typing makes it less consistent. It's also a great ice type (Tier 2).
Here's a chart of all dark and ghost-type raid attackers.

Shadow Charizard - Tier 4

  • Strength: 3.5 / 5
  • Type utility: 4 / 5
  • Priority: 3 / 5
  • Moveset: Fire Spin / Blast Burn*
    • (*) Blast Burn is a past CD move. May come back via evolution during future events.
  • Last available: May be available this rotation? Last time was November 2022 (leader)
Verdict: Worse than Reshiram, shadow legendaries and Shadow Blaziken
Already had trouble overcoming Overheat Reshiram back in the days despite higher DPS, and now even L30 Fusion Flare Reshiram > L40 Shadow Charizard. It stayed as the best non-legendary for a long time, but now Shadow Blaziken outclasses it too (even with Blaze Kick). Not useless at all, but lots of better options now.

Shadow Luxray - Tier 4

  • Strength: 3 / 5
  • Type utility: 4 / 5
  • Priority: 3 / 5
  • Moveset: Spark / Wild Charge
  • Last available: Still available now
Verdict: Worse than Xurkitree, Zekrom and other shadow electrics
Tier 4 actually somewhat underrepresents its power: it's not too far behind other shadows like Electivire and Magnezone, and L40 Shadow Luxray > L30 Xurkitree still. But it suffers from oversaturation of choices above it.

Shadow Tangrowth, Sceptile & Venusaur - Tier 4

  • Strength: 3 / 5
  • Type utility: 3 / 5
  • Priority: 3 / 5
  • Moveset:
    • Tangrowth: Vine Whip / Power Whip
    • Sceptile: Bullet Seed / Frenzy Plant*
    • Venusaur: Vine Whip / Frenzy Plant*
    • (*) Frenzy Plant is a past CD move. May come back via evolution during future events.
  • Last available:
    • Tangrowth: January 2022 (grunt), may come back in future
    • Sceptile: Still available now
    • Venusaur: Still available now (?)
Verdict: Top grass below Kartana, but even L30 Kartana outclasses them, and can't compare to shadows of other types
These used to be the best grass types before Kartana. Even though they're still the top non-legendaries, not only is Level 30 Kartana better (only 66 candies), but they also sit below shadows of competitor types:
  • Against rock & ground: < Shadow Swampert (Chart)
  • Against water: < Shadow Electivire and Magnezone (Chart)
Unless it's sunny or a T5 Groudon has Solar Beam, there are better things to spend your dust on.
Regarding Shadow Sceptile, I'll write its own article, but here are some preliminary results:
  • L40 Shadow Sceptile < L30 Kartana.
  • I consider Shadow Sceptile as similar to Shadow Tangrowth at best, arguably even worse. It beats S-Tangrowth 34% of the time in estimator and 55% in TTW, while being less consistent.
  • Shadow Sceptile > Shadow Venusaur, generally, though still less consistent.
  • Leaf Blade is too much of a dropoff from Frenzy Plant, and makes Shadow LB Sceptile worse than all other top shadows.
Here's a chart of all grass-type raid attackers.

Shadow Feraligatr & Gyarados - Tier 4

  • Strength: 4 / 5
  • Type utility: 2 / 5
  • Priority: 3 / 5
  • Moveset:
    • Feraligatr: Waterfall (or Water Gun**) / Hydro Cannon*
      • (*) Hydro Cannon is a past CD move. May come back via evolution during future events.
      • (**) Water Gun is better than Waterfall, but it's a legacy move. Unlikely to return on shadows, consider ETM.
    • Gyarados: Waterfall / Hydro Pump
      • Aqua Tail is a good second move, but it's a past CD move.
  • Last available: Both are still available now
Verdict: Worse than Shadow Swampert, too similar to Origin Pulse Kyogre, water has low utility
If any of these three factors were missing, they would have been higher. Shadow Feraligatr (Waterfall) is very similar to Origin Pulse Kyogre depending on metric, and Shadow Gyarados is generally below.
While Shadow Gyarados is exceptionally good for Groudon raids, neither are high priority picks otherwise. Better off building Shadow Swamperts.

Shadow Metagross (Psychic) - Tier 4

  • Strength: 3 / 5
  • Type utility: 2 / 5
  • Priority: 3 / 5
  • Moveset: Zen Headbutt / Psychic
  • Last available: March 2023 (leader), unlikely to come back for a while
Verdict: Gread psychic type, but well below L30 regular Mewtwo
You're forgiven if you hadn't thought of Metagross as a psychic attacker before. In fact, it's the best non-legendary psychic type. If you don't have 6 L30+ Mewtwos built, double move your Meteor Mash ones for Naganadel and Eternatus raids... And that's it.

Tier 5: Types with limited usage

Pinsir, Scizor (Bug), Apex Shadow Lugia, Shadow Ho-Oh (Flying), Shadow Honchkrow (Flying), Shadow Staraptor
Bug and flying types, basically. They both have low utility, the former due to low power, and the latter due to too few bosses. There are niche raids where they may shine, so don't trash them, but focus on building others first.

Shadow Pinsir & Scizor (Bug) - Tier 5

  • Strength: 2 / 5
  • Type utility: 3 / 5
  • Priority: 2 / 5
  • Moveset:
    • Pinsir: Bug Bite or Fury Cutter / X-Scissor
    • Scizor: Fury Cutter / X-Scissor
  • Last available: October 2021 (Jessie & James), unlikely to come back for a while
Verdict: Best bug for now, but too weak to be useful
If you powered them up for Hoopa Unbound raids, congratulations! You used them in the only T5+ raid in history that bug is good against.
Shadow Pinsir and Scizor are tied as the top bug attackers, until Volcarona arrives. The problem is they're way too weak. Even though bug is Super Effective against many psychic bosses, they're only as good as regular Weavile (Chart).
There are a few bosses in the future that bug types shine due to double weaknesses, specifically Zarude (another popular Elite Raid candidate), Calyrex, Brute Bonnet and Iron Leaves. Still, it's very low priority, and we may get Volcarona by then.
If you still have a Shadow Scyther: Keep it unevolved. Shadow Kleavor has potential to be better than Shadow Scizor, if it becomes a thing.
Here's a chart of all bug-type raid attackers.

Apex Lugia, Ho-Oh (Flying), Honchkrow (Flying) & Staraptor - Tier 5

  • Strength: Apex Lugia and Ho-Oh 4/5, Honchkrow and Staraptor 3/5
  • Type utility: 2 / 5
  • Priority: Ho-Oh 3/5, others 2/5
  • Moveset:
    • Apex Lugia: Extrasensory / Aeroblast+ (ticket exclusive)
    • Ho-Oh: Incinerate or Extrasensory / Brave Bird
      • Hidden Power Flying is better if yours has it
    • Honchkrow: Peck / Sky Attack
    • Staraptor: Gust* / Brave Bird
      • (*) Gust is a past CD move. May come back via evolution during future events, probably December 2023 CD.
      • Non-legacy move Wing Attack is sufficient
  • Last available:
    • Apex Lugia: February 2022 (Paid ticket), unlikely to come back for a while
    • Ho-Oh: February 2022 (Paid ticket) and August 2021 (Giovanni), unlikely to come back for a while
    • Honchkrow: Still available now
    • Staraptor: January 2023 (grunt), may come back in future
Verdict: All great flying types, but low utility outside of 4 bosses
Everything here is equal or better than regular Moltres as a flying attacker (Shadow Honchkrow and Staraptor have worse estimator but better TTW). The main problem is not strength, but lack of utility. As of now, they're essentially specialists for Virizion, Pheromosa, Buzzwole and Mega Heracross. They'll see some uses, but don't expect to bring them out often.

Tier 6: Outclassed, not worth the shadow cost

These options are below many other shadows, legendaries and sometimes even non-legendaries of their types. If you love variety, love these specific Pokemon, or have them built for another role, they can still do some work. But if you're just looking for a good team, I would probably never suggest powering them up from scratch.
[Dark] Houndoom, Honchkrow
  • Way below Hydreigon, just above Chandelure
[Fire] Typhlosion, Arcanine, Magmortar
  • Similar to Darmanitan & Chandelure (Shadow Typhlosion is marginally better)
[Grass] Torterra
  • Just below other grass shadows (Tangrowth, Sceptile, Venusaur)
[Ground] Golurk
  • Similar to Garchomp or just slightly above, way worse than Shadow Mamoswine
[Psychic] Latios, Alakazam
  • Way worse than Mewtwo, above or below Shadow Metagross
[Rock] Aerodactyl, Aggron
  • Between Terrakion and Gigalith, worse than Rampardos and Rhyperior
  • Mostly if you missed out on too many of the rare or CD options above them; Veteran players will find them more like Tier 7

Tier 7: Only if you have nothing else

These are technically still functional, I guess - if you find another reason to build them.
Mewtwo (Thunderbolt), GardevoiGallade (Psychic), Exeggutor (Psychic & Grass), Granbull, Latias (Dragon)

Just for Fun...

Here's a list of Shadow Pokemon that you probably would have never expected to even be viable in raids, but apparently, they're strong enough to show up on my charts (or they would have). This means they're at least on par with the most budget options, like Eeveelutions, Donphan and Avalugg.
To be clear: These are only for people who really love these Pokemon, want to use completely unconventional counters, or want a Unique 18 challenge. They are NOT general recommendations, and the vast majority of players can just trash them.
Without further ado, here are the "fun" shadows:
Absol, Aggron (steel), Alolan Exeggutor (dragon & grass), Articuno (ice), Banette, Blastoise, Donphan, Dragonite (flying), Flygon (ground), Gallade (fighting), Golem (ground & rock), Houndoom (fire), Lugia (psychic), Manectric, Mewtwo (Flamethrower), Mismagius, Muk & Alolan Muk (poison), Omastar (rock & water), Politoed, Poliwrath (fighting), Scizor (steel), Scyther (bug & flying), Sharpedo (dark & water), Shiftry (dark & grass), Skuntank (poison), Swampert (ground), Ursaluna, Victreebel (grass & poison), Vileplume (grass & poison), Walrein (ice)

Future shadows to look forward to?

Suppose you have finished building every shadow I've recommended above. What future shadows would interest you, then?
I wrote a full analysis on future shadow legendaries, but those would likely come at a snail's pace. So instead, I'll drop a list of the most relevant shadow NON-legendaries to expect in the future:
  1. Hydreigon
  2. Chandelure
  3. Garchomp
  4. Rhyperior
  5. Rampardos
  6. Darmanitan
  7. Excadrill
  8. Conkeldurr
  9. Lucario
  10. Volcarona
  11. Roserade
  12. Gengar
These can dethrone current shadow non-legendaries, though some of them may still be worse than legendaries like Reshiram, Terrakion and Kartana.
That's right... Out of around 500 non-legendary Pokemon that have not yet received the shadow treatment, only 12 evolution lines (6-7%) can do better than shadows we already have. Kind of sad if you think about it, but that's an inevitable consequence of the way raids and PvE currently function in the game. You either outclass something else, or you don't matter.
I guess the point is: Don't expect every rotation to being a new raid-relevant shadow. There are simply too few of them left, and doing this is guaranteed to leave you disappointed. We've seen a surprising, disproportionally high number of raid-relevant shadows already.
There are several other shadows that will become viable, tying current shadows (e.g. Kingler, Emboar, Glaceon).

Closing Remarks

It's important to remember that Shadow Pokemon are premium investments as raid attackers, just like legendaries. It's an "end game" content for those who care, but you don't have to build shadows. As I mentioned earlier, even building 6 shadows yourself only saves the group 5-10 seconds in group raids.
Also, this is still a somewhat subjective tier list, and doesn't capture everyone's needs and interests. A lot of factors can affect how YOU rank these shadows: How much resources do YOU have (stardust and rare candies)? How much time do YOU have for hunting good IV shadows? Do YOU like building a team of 6 unique Pokemon? Do YOU have a full roster of Pokemon with past Community Day moves and raid-exclusive moves? That's why I'm making this writeup in addition to u/thepokegohunter_'s infographic, so that I can provide enough information for you to make your own decisions.
Thanks for reaching the end of this loooong article. Hope this will help you in your TM and investment decisions. Good luck, and have fun!
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2023.03.25 03:48 Short-Beautiful9373 I think I have Aspergillosis and was wondering what diagnostics/blood tests and what treatments are recommended?

i'm a 54-year-old female, 5'8" 180#, no smoke current or history, who takes Bupropion XL 150 mg one daily; supplements about every other day are calcium citrate, vit D, Floradix iron, Barlean's fish oil, mutivitamin. and take Advil daily 500 mg x 2, occasional tylenol. I also about every 3rd day take take the following: cranberry pills, bladderwrack, and d-mannose, emergen-C, all two times in a day.
previous medical issues: allergic asthma, one child via C-section. Total hysterectomy with tubes and ovaries out for endometrial cancer in 2018. I had arthritis in my right hip for three years, and then in August I fell on it and mashed it. hip replacement 9/22.
Since June of last year (2022) i've been chronically ill with respiratory stuff. I had bronchitis and then pneumonia, a sinus infection, UTI, and ear infection then they all have repeated several times since then but with Covid added. I think since last unit been on about eight different kinds of anabiotic's prednisone twice, four kinds of inhalers. and before surgery in September, I had an HIV test which was negative, in January I had a TB test which was negative, my immunoglobulin A at that time came back low. my primary care provider said it's not an issue unless I was chronically sick all the time. At that time I didn't think I was, I thought that I just was having a rough go after surgery or something. But the revolving door of chronic infections has kwpt going. So finally made an appointment with her. She said she would get appropriate labs ordered from pulmonary to have them all done before going to a referral with pulmonary. She thinks I have sarcoidosis; I think I have aspergillosis.
since June I've had a chronic cough, which seems to be getting worse voice is always scratchy and has been since June. What comes up now is clear, but I have a more productive cough than before. I had been doing some nasal irrigations to prevent sinus stuff. Some of the irrigant gets into my lungs, which is not helping, so I have stopped doing those because I think they provide an environment that is too moist inside my lungs. Before I stopped doing nasal irrigations, two weeks ago,I coughed up a (this next description is really disgusting, so I just wanna give you a heads up~
I coughed up the most disgusting thing imaginable, which was a fungus ball. I did not know what it was at the time so I freaked out and washed it down the sink. It was a gray mass with hair or cilia circumferentially. Apparently mold and fungi have branches that can look like little hairs. That's when I booked the appointment with my primary care doctor. so any of the other chronic lung fungi, such as blastomycosis, coccidiomycosis, histoplasmosis, all mostly occur in areas where I don't live. I live in the Pacific Northwest have not traveled to eastern Washington the southeast southwest, or to Wisconsin, where most of those other ones occur. Plus the symptoms don't match. But the symptoms do match aspergillosis. especially with the timely, but super-disgusting appearance of a fungus
Are there other things this could be? this really isn't the worst problem to have, and I feel like a big Weiner but it's not getting any better. I'm hoping not a recurrence of endometrial cancer or mets of some kind… Maybe some other kind of respiratory thing?
I was wondering what diagnostic tests Especially I was wondering if it can be diagnosed with blood tests? or blood test for anything similar? Google mentions bronchial lavage an invasive stuff like that, but that doesn't really sound like much fun if it can be avoided
what is the recommended treatment? I read Voriconazole is effective at 200mg twice a day but requires two IV loading doses in the first 24 hours. Is there anything effective that doesn't require an IV?
thank you very much for reading this really long post and for any advice at all I really really appreciate it. I've been embarrassed to ask anyone about it. Thank you very very much.
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2023.03.25 01:52 mimi7600 Child pay me to adopt, do file adopt paperwork?

Bunny old lady back to bother with one of old stories remember question.
Bunny like peoples. Sometimes like specific peoples. One person in Mom family call Strawberry baby. Even if bigger now, this still Bunny baby. Give Bunny strawberries to use for ball then eat when in highchair and very cute and Strawberry baby.
Last big warm, Strawberry hair braid pink dress big love very cute. Bunny with Mom but also Strawberry. Strawberry have two fast eat place ice cream cone. One Strawberry. One Bunny. Hold Bunny's vanilla much too tiny tiny ice cream out for Bunny while eat chocolate own. Bunny like. Vanilla whiskers. Bunny believe that Strawberry brought delicious to negotiate ownership by Bunny. Bunny accept. Strawberry baby is Bunny's baby.
Human big about adopt paperwork? Do Bunny file???
((Sample sized ice cream cones can be Smurf size because they're for toddlers or specialty. Bunny would be able to eat a human sized one, but humanity wouldn't survive the sugar rush
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2023.03.25 01:36 1poiu7 Eroberlin blond hungarian pornstar Boroka Balls long hair slim shaved fotze

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2023.03.25 01:35 babyxxpigeon17 A Niagara vacation

It was so terribly cold. Snow was falling, and it was almost dark, when out of the blue, my wife called me at work. "We're going to Niagara Falls for the weekend. I got us an awesome deal!"
We had both been working at our first "full-fledged" jobs for a year and had reached that moment after graduation when you suddenly realize you can't make that impact on the world your student enthusiasm once promised. At first, I just sighed. It was the dead of January, and I had already expended all my energy on a week of inconsequential stress. I just wanted to collapse on the couch for two days. Sarah felt a similar weary exhaustion. I could tell. Her tone was more hopeful than excited, but she had dreaded the routine we were sinking into and was trying her best to pull us free.
I looked to the ceiling and adjusted my telephone headset. At that time I was working at Stats Canada on the tele-query desk. I took a deep breath and, as convincingly as possible, said, "Sounds good." I don't think she bought it, but we went nonetheless.
This was Niagara Falls before the casinos when there was a very distinct off-season. When we got to the hotel, we were given the details of our "lovers' special". One dinner to be used either Friday or Saturday, two breakfasts, a roll of tokens for the arcade, 10% off some "4D" movie ride experience, and a 2-for-1 coupon to Max Tussaud's. I guessed it was Madame's nephew? We also got a bottle of sparkling wine in our room and chocolate treats on our pillows. I was impressed. It sounded good.
When we got into our room and saw the "bottle" of wine - basically an aeroplane-sized glass and half - and the chocolates - "fun wrapped" Oh Henry's left over from Halloween - we both started to laugh. The tone for two wonderful days had been set. We decided to cash in on our dinner coupon right away.
The restaurant off the lobby had hopes of being better. There were huge panoramic windows that promised a view of the gorge. Unfortunately, they had some winter moisture problems that day, and it felt like we were defrosting amid the dripping streaks and foggy patches. The decor was your standard booths and tables though the "romantic" lighting was unique. Dollar store battery-powered tea lights were lodged inside thick tumbler glasses and shed a muted pleasantness in a "what a great idea for a craft" sort of way. I had a feeling they were created by our waitress since she was the one who always seemed to be fussing with them. Only one other couple was in the dining room, so she attended to us immediately.
"Can I get you something to start?"
"Sure." "Thank you, that would be nice." We both responded simultaneously.
"And what would the lady like this evening?"
Sarah smiled at the flattery. "I think I'll have a glass of white wine." She glanced over at me to see my reaction. This was a subtle cue of the mood to follow. Diet Coke was usually the beverage of choice. She didn't normally drink alcohol. One glass numbed her nose and made her giggle far too easily. When she did drink, however, it meant she was comfortable with my company and open to anything to follow. I raised my eyebrows in a debonair way.
"And for the gentleman?"
"Do you have Foster's on tap?"
"Yes we do."
"I'll have a pint please."
Sarah smiled at the happy memories I invoked. At university, Foster's was my signature beer. It was at a time when Crocodile Dundee was a known name, and Australia was inexplicably cool. 15 cent buffalo wings and a pitcher of Foster's was the Tuesday night special at the London Arms pub. There the Classics Club would meet and, as a group, circle the wagons and drink ourselves into extroverts.
As soon as the waitress left, Sarah smiled at me. She reached out and held my hand across the table. With my gaze on hers, she slipped her foot from her shoe and slowly began sliding it up my pant leg.
"I got a pedicure this morning." She announced seductively.
I nodded and pretended I didn't notice her invitation. "What colour?" I asked.
"I'm not telling." She teased. "You'll just have to find out later." Her devious little smile was gorgeous.
"Mmmm. I can't wait."
When the waitress returned with our drinks, we immediately retreated to our personal spaces as if we had been discovered by the chaperone. Sarah opened the menu and began to salivate at the variety.
"Can we add an appetizer to the package dinner?" Her question seemed innocent enough.
"You're on the package?" Our friendly waitress disappeared, and we were no longer a lady or a gentleman. She ripped the menu out of Sarah's hand and took mine before I had even opened it. She then scurried to her podium and brought back a tattered, grease-stained, photocopied page that we had to share. We both burst out laughing.
The waitress was flustered that we were not as bothered as she was. "The drinks are NOT included!"
"What choices do we have?" I asked, expecting the usual chicken or fish. I had been on many packages before with my parents.
"Coffee or tea." The waitress snapped.
Sarah and I looked at each other in amused disbelief.
"I'll have coffee please." I didn't even flinch at the ridiculously limited package. I was eager to get my order in early.
"And I'll have the tea!" Sarah followed my lead. "Can I have some milk with that?"
"Yes." The waitress snarled.
"Fantastic!" I enthused.
"Yes, great! I'm glad we got the package, Honey." Sarah joked.
The waitress stormed off and returned sometime later with our lettuce-only salads drowned in Kraft's Italian dressing and our chewy chicken dinners, which she had thoughtfully allowed to cool. She tossed the plates on the table and left us to peacefully devour our deal. We didn't see her again until we requested the bill. For some reason, we found it amusing to leave a generous tip, which of course, defeated the purpose of the package, but we didn't care. It was fun.
The rest of the holiday was marred with similar off-season products and services. The wax museum was only half open, so we couldn't see the pop stars of the seventies. I didn't think it was a problem, but Sarah pouted playfully. She really wanted to see young Bowie. Meanwhile, the arcade was particularly stingy about spitting out coupons. So much so that Mike, the scraggly-haired repair guy, ended up escorting us from game to game and repairing the devices on demand. In no time, he was acting like an old drinking buddy. He joked and laughed, then, out of the blue, revealed that working at the Niagara Falls Fun Centre wasn't his career choice, that his dream was to be part of a travelling carnival. He desperately wanted to see more of the world, he explained and socialize with a greater variety of "wildlife." Mike winked at Sarah to punctuate his meaning, then began advising her on which games to play.
Sarah was partial to Skee ball and clearly had career potential in the sport, but Mike quickly pointed out that the token-to-coupon payout was not the best. In a furtive whisper, he revealed that The Storm Stopper was your best bet, provided the arcade had left it on its original factory settings. He assured us the ones here were "cool." The game had lights that ran around the outside in opposite directions and you had to hit the button at just the right spot to win. It looked impossible, but Mike was right; if you calculated tokens in versus coupons won, it was the best deal. It only took a little practice to win a minor jackpot every 5 or 6 times.
We would cheer each win as if Toronto had won the Stanley Cup. I would give a quick fist pump and a full lung "Yes!" while Sarah would jump up and down screaming, "WhoooHooo!" Of course, in the end, when we cashed in, "Mike's secret" only bumped us up from a key-chain flashlight to a "deluxe" nail beauty set. Mind you, it did come complete with clippers, scissors, a file AND a cuticle scraper. Not only that, it was all neatly packaged in a paisley-patterned pink and green plastic vinyl case. Mike was so pleased to give us our prize and to be honest, we were thrilled to win it if only to see his broad chicletted smile. It was more of a trophy than a grooming set.
That night, I made reservations for us at a fancy Chinese food restaurant - the Bamboo Garden. When we arrived, we had half-expected renovations of some sort. Instead, the place was immaculate. Gentle pools teeming with goldfish highlighted the epic black and red Ming dynasty decor. Real candles flickered on crisp white tablecloths. Again, the restaurant was virtually ours. The reservations on my part were entirely unnecessary. In fact, as soon as we entered, they knew us by name and guided us directly to our table. A live lounge piano caressed the air, its notes danced vaguely around familiar harmonies until finally, as if prompted by our presence, a song emerged immediately accompanied by the velvet voice of oriental karaoke. It was our song remastered
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2023.03.25 00:59 Secret-Tomatillo5044 Queen's Hound

(Vague and brief descriptions of sexual activity, viewer discretion advised)
David took one more look through the window before shutting it. He couldn't have anyone see what was going on. Jack quickly tossed the bound individual through the door. They grunted out of annoyance as opposed to fear. Jack, almost appearing scared, flung the key David gave him to the side and slammed the door.
“Congratulations, you're out of the dog house.” David grinned, calmly walking to the keys, bending down to be at eye level with the individual on the floor. Their look was more neutral than expected, but a tangible spark of malice was present.
“Aw, what's wrong? Don't like being on the floor? I thought you were used to that.” David remarked with forced doe eyes. The person looked away, trying not to engage with the brunette. David dragged them across the ground, sitting them on the couch. They began growling through their cloth gag, gradually wetting it with spit as David stood across from them with the world’s most condescending smile.
“I'd like to say that it's good to see you again, but we both know that would be a lie. I don't have many strong feelings for you, which I think goes for everyone in your life.” He chuckled, leaning towards them to remove their gag. As soon as it was removed they attempted to bite him, though he saw this coming and backed up.
“Ugh, why the fuck did you bring me here?” they spat, wriggling in their restraints.
“I brought you here to clean you up before we meet with Zander again. He's forced me into a deal where I return you so my info won't be leaked.” They rolled their eyes whilst groaning loudly, confusing David.
“Goodness, for someone who’s escaping captivity and torture, you sure aren't very grateful,” David remarked while pulling out a comb from a cloth bag.
“Because I'm not escaping shit! You're the one choosing to get me out of my situation, I don't even get the dignity of leaving because of my efforts!” David took out a folded pink blouse and set it on the table between him and his captive.
“I understand how that can be frustrating if I was in your situation, which I never would be since I would have escaped months ago. I'd be pissed at someone playing doll house with my life too. But that's the thing if you were truly as capable as you claim to be you wouldn't have to wait for my interference.” David walked off to the small kitchen connected to the living room, not paying attention to the specific ways his victim’s hands were moving.
“Please, until you're in my position you can't say that you'd handle it better than me. You can make as many flimsy predictions as you want, but the moment you step into my world your scenarios won't reflect shit.” David shrugged, pulling out a half-empty cup of iced coffee.
“I'd argue against that but I won’t bother since I know you won't listen. I could explain my reasoning in a myriad of ways and you’d still block it out.” The bound individual scoffed.
“Like your one to talk about listening to others. Last I checked, you're the one who's been trying to fix the same milk toast guy since high school no matter how many people tell you it's a waste of time.” David didn't respond, taking a sip of his drink.
“Yeah that made you shut your trap fast didn't it?”
David set his beverage on the table and approached his captive. Joining them on the couch in uncomfortable proximity.
“For a moment yes, but only because I needed a second to word what I'm about to say in a way you’d understand.” he smiled to the chagrin of the captive.
“Zander isn't some random former classmate, I selected him in the same way a breeder selects a dog. I evaluated many others before choosing him. To people like you, my pursuit appears meaningless since you aren't gaining the knowledge I am. If you knew what I knew, you wouldn't be able to resist going further either. I've seen into the mind of this man further than he has. I've run my hands over every inch of his psyche and molded him into a silhouette even closer to my affection. Ideally, I’d create the perfect entity and we'd repeat the process together on another, but I no longer have the time for that.” The bound individual stared dumbfounded. Taking a breath before replying, needing a moment to process the mountain of words that had been thrown at them.
“Wow, you must be the most talented gymnast on the planet for all the mental gymnastics you just did,” they stated bluntly.
“I gotta give you credit, that's the most sensible explanation someone could give for this. Not that it’s saying much since this is completely delusional.” David rolled his eyes, pulling out a pair of light jeans from the same bag as the blouse. The captive looked down at the completed outfit with disgust.
“Well, I described it in the most digestible way I could, but I suppose that doesn't matter since you don't want to give what I've said serious thought. Regardless, I still need to make you look presentable for this exchange. I assume you wouldn’t want me to dress you so I'll untie you and allow you to do it yourself, but don't try to run off because trust me I’ve prepared for that.” They looked down at the garments with disdain. David observed their expression further, there was a hint of sadness. He found it odd at first but soon understood what was wrong.
“I know it's stupid but do you have anything else I can wear? This stuff feels wrong to me.” They commented as David untied their wrists.
“I don't have a lot of masculine clothes in my wardrobe that I think you'd like but I can look. I know that this outfit doesn't reflect your current self but it's what I was provided.” The captive rubbed their wrists and began to free their ankles.
“It’s alright, honestly I didn't expect you to do anything especially after I insulted your logic, so this is a nice surprise.” They said, spreading their legs so they could sit more comfortably.
“I understand the importance of gender affirming clothing, you deserve to wear something that represents you.” Their eyes widened upon hearing the mention of their gender.
“W-wait you know about my identity?!” they asked defensively.
“Yes, and don't worry, I respect it. Jack filled me in on everything involving your gender identity including that your current pronouns are they/them and that your preferred name is Mad Dog. Though even if he didn't make me aware of that, I would have asked about it upon seeing your masculine appearance. Your completely flat chest and stubble didn't go unnoticed by me.” They calmed down, loosening their posture.
“Oh wow, alright, I didn't expect you to take that so well. A lot of people don't understand and just right me off. So I sort of expected the same from you.” David frowned while approaching them.
“That’s unfortunate, I know you have little reason to trust me, but at least trust that I won't purposely misgender or use the wrong name for you.” The feminine individual’s understanding in tandem with his appearance made Mad Dog have questions.
“Alright I trust you with that and it's appreciated but I have to ask. Do you see yourself as something that isn’t male?” David sighed, folding his arms and glancing at the floor.
“I don’t express it to anyone apart from Jack and Jackson, but yes. I see myself as a woman and feel most comfortable when I’m perceived as such. IIt’s been hard since Sophie has actively punished me for being the way I am. Even setting my injectable hormones on fire in front of me” Despite Mad Dog’s heavy dislike of the woman they couldn't help but feel sympathy for her in this instance. For a moment they were even tempted to say sorry, but they couldn't bring themselves to do it.
“Well you're out to me, and I’ll respect your identity as well. You might be a bitch but you still deserve to be addressed correctly.” She laughed, unfolding her arms.
“Hehe, thank you, Mad Dog, now help me get you something to wear.” She responded in a lighter tone than earlier. They followed her into her bedroom as she looked through her suitcase.
“Hmmm, I have a purple button-up, would you like that? I don't think my jeans will fit you well since your legs are noticeably thinner than mine, but you can try them on if you'd like.” They looked around the room as she spoke, as they expected, it was rather barren. They knew that David didn't stay in one place for long so it made sense that she never got time to settle in.
“Were you listening?” she asked, appearing at their side with the dress shirt in hand. They flinched at her sudden appearance, shifting their gaze to the item.
“Oh, nah I'm good just wearing my pants, even though they could probably use a wash.” They rubbed the back of their head, the grease in their hair becoming prevalent as they pulled their hand away.
“You could use a wash too, the stench that surrounds you is quite dreadful. If I was going off scent alone I would really think that you're a stray dog.” She joked, tossing the shirt back onto her bed.
“I'd like to say you're wrong but unfortunately you're spot on,” they responded putting their hands up, she giggled at the gesture.
“I’ll take you to the restroom and let you know what stuff you're allowed to use. I might be feeling merciful but I don't want you using my good shampoo. I won't see you after tonight but I live with my curls every day.” she remarked, poking her textured hair for emphasis.
“Heh, you know I’m starting to get why so many people fall for you. You’re pretty charming when you want to be. With a face like that, I'd almost call you cute.” She was suspicious of the partial compliment, questioning the motive behind it.”
“Awe, you're such a sweetheart, giving me half a compliment after I've shown you kindness.” she crouched slightly and patted her legs.
“Do you want a treat for doing the bare minimum?” She mocked. Mad Dog’s face turned sour in response.
“Ugh, I take it back, guess you can't take a win unless it goes in the exact way you want.” She adjusted her position and shrugged.
“In my eyes, the less you have to compromise the greater the victory.” Before Mad Dog could respond she started walking to the restroom, motioning for them to come along. Once they were inside, David hung up a fresh towel and opened the shower door. Turning the knob clockwise while describing how to adjust the temperature.
“See that 3 in one bottle? That's what I’ll have you use, I’ve never touched the stuff but I keep it as a last resort.” Mad Dog watched her as she explained everything, her body language was relaxed and inviting. Seeing her in such a mundane situation was fascinating. They wondered how someone like her could appear so normal.
“That's good with me, I'm not picky about that kind of thing,” they spoke, removing their raggedy shirt. Her eyes widened at the sight of their nipple piercings and tapered abdominal hair. They smiled at her expression, she looked at them with an embarrassment they couldn't have pictured on her face.
“Jeez calm down lady, I know this isn't the first time you've seen nipple piercings.” they playfully winked, taking off their pants.
“I don't need to be calmed, trust me I've seen better. I’m just surprised by how comfortable you are.” Mad Dog removed their chest jewelry, a subtle smirk developing on their face.
“Nah, at this point my stomach is made of steel, it takes a lot to make me uneasy. Hell, you could see me with my whole cock out and I wouldn't care!” they jested, setting the metal pieces on the countertop. David was taken aback by the crude comment, awkwardly looking away.
“Oh, alright then, anyway I’ll let you get clean. Just don't take too long. Also, the blue washcloth is mine, use the red one.” She responded, trying to hold her composure after Mad Dog’s words painted a strange picture in her mind.
“Heh, I'll make sure to remember that and don't worry about me taking long, I've practically been conditioned into taking short showers.” David nodded, leaving them alone to tidy up. When the door was closed, the woman took a deep breath. Things with Zander were coming to an end whether she liked it or not. She flopped on her couch, allowing the festering dread inside her to take hold. She’d been bottling it up for those around her, but she couldn't take it anymore.
“This is it,” she told herself quietly, staring up at the off-white ceiling.
From the moment she got Sophie’s message about Zander needing to die, cracks began to form.
She couldn't be weak in front of Zander, especially not during their final showdown. She couldn't cry in front of him, she couldn't show how much she’d miss him, she couldn't hold him, she couldn't ask him what he thinks she should do after the game is over. The more she thought about the upcoming meeting the more she dreaded it. Whatever she’d say to him would be heavily condensed and sanitized, which hurt her in a way she couldn't explain. David put her hand in between the couch cushions to retrieve her lucky shirt. A striped tee she'd stolen from Zander’s room towards the beginning of the dare.
“I wish I could be weak around you, you don't understand how much I want to weep into you.” she shakily stated, hugging the cloth.
“I wanted things to end differently, I truly did, but I don't have a choice.” Tears began to develop in her eyes.
“You were so close to reaching me, the way you used your audience was impeccable! If given just a year or so more to live we could have finally been on the same level. Acknowledging the demented elements intrinsic to each other, but still finding happiness.” Water flowed from her eyes as she clung to the clothing item.
“It’s no use though, you’ll be gone before I can even explain any of this. Fuck, I wish I could just have a real conversation with you!” she threw the shirt to the ground, almost throwing herself off the couch along with it. Despite all the time she’d spent with him, she felt like she’d never spoken to him as herself. Come to think of it, she never spoke to anyone as her authentic self. Despite multiple people claiming to have strong feelings about her, in reality, they only felt that way about a fraction of her or a character she’d played. Once Zander was gone, she’d lose the closest thing to a genuine connection.
“No, no, no,” she sobbed, it was all crashing around her. Images of the things she’d done up to this point overlapped in her mind. Highlighting how much she’d put herself through to get to where she is. Years of planning, multiple human lives, all sacrificed for nothing. Each heinous act she’d taken part in was now a meaningless act of violence, making her no better than a bloodthirsty monster. She was content with being morally in the wrong, but she couldn't bear her efforts lacking purpose.
The faint noise of pouring water dissipated as she curled into a ball. She ignored it, sinking further into her sorrow. Zander had told her that she'd need to meet him at a particular time, but at this point, she’d lost track.
“Are you fucking kidding me?” Mad Dog rudely asked, kneeling before her with a towel tightly wrapped around their waist. She slowly turned to face them with a distraught expression. Barely processing their presence in the midst of her breakdown.
“These walls ain't that thick, I heard what you were weeping about.” She was upset with their insensitivity but didn't have the energy to respond.
“You’ve done nothing but destroy this man’s life and now that he can finally be free from the hell you’ve created, you're having a hissy fit!” they chastised, with more vitriol than she’d ever heard from them.
“At this point death is a sweet release! If you had even a shred of sanity or real feeling you’d be happy for him!” Her face scrunched up further, she was not equipped to handle their words. She just wanted to process in peace, but they wouldn't let that happen.
“God lady, why the fuck are you breaking down over this?!” they yelled at her, it was too much and she screamed throwing a pillow at their stomach.
“BECAUSE I CAN’T HAVE THIS ALL BE FOR NOTHING!” she shot up and pulled them closer to her by their hair.
“I CAN’T HAVE THE PAST SEVEN YEARS OF MY LIFE BE USELESS! I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I’M GOING TO DO AFTER THIS, SO AT THE VERY LEAST I SHOULD BE ABLE TO PROPERLY FINISH THIS! ” she screamed out, spitting into their face. They stared dumbfounded at her as she relinquished her grip. They’d heard about how skilled she was at faking feelings, but they could tell this was real. Regardless, they had little sympathy for her.
“There you go, admit what we both knew. You only care about him dying cause it's not what you’d envisioned in your sick little fantasy. All this pseudo-psychological bullshit is just an excuse to disguise what you actually are. A soulless sadist who doesn't have anything to her outside of fucked up games!” She sobbed, putting her hands over her face to catch her tears.
“That’s how I have to interact with people! I can't feel them so I have to analyze and try my best to find joy! It's no secret I'm fucked up, but this is just how I function.” She responded, gaining some more composure. Mad Dog held back a smile when staring at her reddish face. Seeing the usually confident woman weakened satisfied them in multiple ways. Prompting them to continue prodding at her.
“You're still selfish for mourning experiences instead of people. Only giving a shit cause of what you can no longer get out of them.” David’s expression was grim as she gazed back at the long-haired individual.
“I never said I wasn't, besides you do realize that everyone mourns people for experiences right? Just like you’ll be upset that you can't spend time with a family member once they’re gone, I’ll be sad I won't be able to spend time with Zander. My relationship with him is not healthy by traditional standards, hell it's hardly a relationship at this point. But I’ll still miss the time we spent, and sulk over what was taken.” Mad Dog calmed their stance, sitting down at the edge of the couch. Their legs dangled near hers since they were facing toward her.
“You along with most people hate that I can't express real emotions, but when I finally do you get hyper-critical of my reasoning? I’m not asking for sympathy, I'm just asking to be allowed to feel. I don't think you’ll ever understand how crushing it is to sacrifice so much only to fail. Mad Dog, my mother is dead, I gave up the last of my family for this.” They looked down at her, the gleam in her eyes pulled at their heartstrings, a mix of sadism and empathy kicking in. On one hand, they did feel sad seeing someone in such a state, on the other, it was David King. A woman who had set them on a dark path by allowing Sophie to keep them captive. A woman with little respect for them, evidenced by her using them as a bargaining chip with Zander. In that instant, the desire to comfort was matched with the desire to humiliate.
“Okay, that was a pretty good act, you got me a little there honestly. Now, what do you want?” They inquired with a notable drawl.
“If you insist on staying, can I lay with you? I get that it's weird especially since you aren’t dressed yet, so it's fine if you don’t. I just need the feeling of being held” she requested quietly, with her knees to her chest. For Mad Dog, it was hard to say no when she, in their opinion, looked so pathetic. Secretly, they thought her desperation was attractive. So now that she was expressing the need to be touched, they took advantage of the opportunity.
“That's a lot of words to ask for a hug.” They kidded, making her crack a modest smile.
“But yeah, I can do that, at the very least you'll smell better than the last person I laid with,” they commented, trying to sound wholesome to hide their true intentions.
“And who was that?” she questioned, a slightly warmer tone emerging. They picked her up, throwing her over their shoulder. Enjoying the feeling of grabbing her. She was a bit heavy but they didn't complain.
“Hate to break it to you, but Zander, bro gets sweaty as hell during summer nights, meanwhile I have a high tolerance for heat. It was pretty awkward.” She scoffed, tugging on a bit of their wet hair.
“Ah, alright sorry for bringing him up. I know this ain't the time.” They opened the door to her bedroom and dropped her on the bed. The landing was a bit harsh but the plush of the mattress made up for it. The woman got under her comforter and Mad Dog joined her, wrapping their arms around her waist. Their damp body was cold but she didn't care, she just wanted to be held. They gradually got warmer as they stayed by her side and shifted their position. She was still crying as they cuddled her.
“Hey, it'll be okay, you're a skilled lady, you'll land on your feet,” they assured her as her body shook. Her heavy breaths were apparent, she was making them out of distress, but they triggered inappropriate images in Mad Dog’s mind.
“A woman as beautiful as you could probably start modeling.” they complimented, the words catching the woman’s attention.
“Really?” she asked softly,
“Of course! If I didn't know better, I'd start spoiling you the moment we lock eyes,” they playfully answered, wrapping their arms around her waist. She turned to face them, there was a shift in their demeanor. The way they spoke was almost sensual.
“You’ve spent a lot of time working, I say you just become a sugar baby. You're one of the few people in this ugly-ass world who’s hot enough for some rich dude to shower you with gifts.” they partly kidded, moving their arms up to rub her shoulders. At this point, she knew what they were doing. Still, she chose to hold off her comment since she was a sucker for praise.
“Thank you Mad Dog,” she replied, she was no longer crying, which Mad Dog had mixed feelings on.
“Hey, I want to apologize for what I said earlier, I should have left you alone. You deserve better treatment than that and I’ll make an effort to make it up to you.” They smiled, moving their arms to her lower back. Despite the sweet words, their tone was audibly sleazy. It was clear to David what they were holding back.
“Do you think I’m pretty?” she asked innocently, they took a deep breath before responding.
“Are you kidding me? You're so much more than pretty. You're smart, determined, focused, brave, and yeah, pretty sexy.” She smiled smugly, a distinct sheen appearing in her eyes. Confusion overcame Mad Dog as she began giggling.
“What, not used to hearing me say sexy?” The woman’s giggles soon grew into cackling. Mad Dog looked away from her, taking it as a reminder of her insanity.
“Hahaha! I’m sorry, I just think it's so funny that you're blunt about everything, but when it comes to this you feel the need to ease me in! You're so quick to say what’s on your mind, but now you’re trying to be a charmer. It's simply hilarious!” They let go of her and sat themselves up, though her position remained the same.
“What the hell are you talking about? I’m not trying anything, what led me to this point is simple. I made you feel worse when you were crying, felt guilty about it, and agreed to give you sympathy snuggles. That’s it!” Her expression turned serious as she twirled a strand of their long hair.
“You're not good at subtlety, I understand your entire scumbag strategy. First, you’ll try to break down my self-esteem by saying my feelings aren't valid. Second, you’ll swoop in and shower me with compliments so I’ll warm up to you. Lastly, you’ll apologize so you can look like a good guy and convince me to sleep with you. I might be vulnerable but I’m not stupid.” They rubbed their temples, looking down at her with a newfound resentment.
“Okay fine, maybe I saw that you were feeling down and took advantage of the situation. But it's not malicious, it's something to cheer you up. I think it would be a nice experience to take your mind off things. Not much room to use your brain when you're giving it right?” She cringed at their joke.
“Don’t waste my time with these lovey-dovey lies if you just want to get your rocks off. I get it, you think you’ll be such a badass for shoving your dick in the thing that ruined your life.” She pulled the blanket down, exposing the lower half of their body.
“You're a shithead, but honestly, I’ve slept with people worse than you. I’ll do this, but only because I want to see how long your weak ass will last with me.” She pulled off their towel and crawled to the lower half of the bed, pressing her head against their crotch. Mad Dog took a deep breath before she started stroking their genitals. The first few minutes were pleasurable but awkward.
They thought they’d feel strong having such a feared, well-respected woman sleep with them, but they didn't. Sure, physically it was stimulating, especially since this was the first time they were intimate since their bottom surgery, but outside of the catharsis that came with that, it was a rather dull experience. They thought she’d have a lot more energy than she did. David felt entirely neutral, it wasn't awful but there was no chemistry present. She could tell they were disappointed, which added to her annoyance. In truth, she was only doing this because she doubted that she’d get the opportunity to sleep with someone for a while. She never stayed anywhere long enough to form a relationship and her options were limited as a trans woman. There was a hint of additional bitterness knowing that Mad Dog had been in a relationship with Zander.
Why did they get to go on fun movie dates and hang out with his friends? She’d kill to have one more positive interaction with him. He was vanilla personified, which is what she loved about him. He was so malleable, just a couple of well-mixed ingredients and he’d be something entirely new. Still, the base of his identity was endearing enough on its own. The more she thought about him the more she wished she was being intimate with him instead. She never thought of him in a lewd manner before, but the idea was beginning to sound enticing. She knew he didn't have long, so wouldn't it be nice to pleasure him before his inevitable loss? It was morbid, but it was preferable to reality.
“God I miss you~” she murmured with her eyes shut as she thought of him. Mad Dog looked down at her with confusion. She laid on her back and pulled them in deeper, they shivered from the feeling.
She could picture it clearly, him gazing at her with a mixture of arousal and disgust. An ounce of frustration let out with each movement. The conflicting thoughts that would run through his mind were already enough to motivate her. It was such an intriguing prospect that she began to yearn for it. Almost entirely blocking Mad Dog’s presence from her mind, imagining her favorite little purebred instead. Mad Dog didn't know why she suddenly became so passionate but it didn't matter to them. They were getting a better experience so the reasoning was irrelevant in their eyes. The long-haired individual got harsher as they continued, getting animalistic with how they handled her. She said some strange things that didn't apply to them but it was easy to ignore in their lustful pride-infused haze. The bigger the reaction, the more successful they felt. Though, in the end, they had run out of stamina faster than her.
“Oh fuck, we did it.” they huffed, laying down in a sweaty heap. She got off them, stretching her back. Her bottom was sore, the fresh bite marks stung, and her skin was still reddish in certain areas.
“You're lucky I wasn't thinking about you, or else this would have ended a lot faster.” she snarled, hopping off the bed. They smirked, as unflattering as it was to admit, this was the best time they’d ever had.
“Yeah whatever, I put in work, and it paid off, so you could be picturing my ex for all I care.” they laughed weakly, coughing midway through.
“Good to know, 'cause that’s exactly who was on my mind,” she responded smugly, knowing it would upset them. Their laughter stopped, turning into a disappointed groan.
“Fuck lady, you seriously can't get this guy out of your head for a millisecond.” they chastised, she looked back at them while pulling a teal dress out of a bag.
“I’m not sure if you have the right to complain since you're the one who tried to emotionally break me down so I’d let you fuck me.” they darted their eyes away with a hint of guilt.
“Thanks to you both of us will probably arrive half an hour late, now get dressed.” she sternly commanded, her voice displaying the power they wish they’d gained from the experience long term. They got their clothes back on while she ironed her dress. Once the wrinkles were out she went into the bathroom to wash the smell of sex away. Mad Dog sat on the couch and flicked on the TV while waiting for her. As they channel surfed fatigue settled in, making them drift off to sleep.
In their slumber, they relived the day they met David. Up until this point they’d heard of her but had never interacted with her. When she came into their holding cell she appeared soulless, an unfeeling machine disguised as a human. Anger clouded over them when they saw her. If they weren't chained up, they would have lunged and bitten her face off like a rabid dog. Not because they hated her, but because they hated that she put them in such an inferior position. Throughout their life, they were forced to be a victim in many regards. So being the kidnapped love interest in a cage was the last straw. From that day onward, they promised themselves that they’d do something to assert power over her when she was at her weakest.
“Anything you want to say to me?” David asked, wrapping duct tape around their wrists. They jolted up, peering down to find that their ankles had gotten the same treatment.
“Oh, shit, we’re leaving now?” They asked sleepily, meeting her gaze again. She was wearing sleek dark makeup that complimented every one of her facial features. They were surprised by the elegance that radiated from her.
“Yes we are, and I’ll have to tape your mouth soon so if you have anything to say you have to say it now.” they frowned, there were a lot of things they wanted to say. They’d experienced so much emotional whiplash with her that it was hard to condense their thoughts into a few parting words. She rolled more tape, attempting to apply it to their face.
“Wait, I have something! They yelled, causing her to abruptly jerk her hands away.
“When this is over you should start focusing on yourself. Not Sophie, not psychology, not any crazy dares. I think your main issue is that you build your life around achieving goals or getting answers to questions that apply to others. If you spent some quality time finding yourself, I think you could not only be a better person but happier overall too.” She was speechless, she hadn't expected something so profound from them. The words cut deep, making her realize how little she knew about herself. Maybe that was the core reason why she didn't want to be alone, ‘cause if she was, then she wouldn't even have herself to keep her company. She fell into a slight haze while taking in their words, snapping back to reality when the roll of tape fell out of her hand.
“Oh shit,” she murmured, bending over to grab it. Mad Dog smiled at her moment of clumsiness, wishing they’d gotten to know that stripped-back, human version of the woman more. David ripped off the piece she first unraveled, applying it to Mad Dog’s cheek with embarrassment upon realizing how short it was. They let out a final snicker, finding her mundane error to be the most endearing thing they’d seen from her. David sighed while wrapping the multiple layers of duct tape around their head. Soon their face was replaced by a gray adhesive cocoon, with nothing more than their hickory brown eyes visible. Gazing into her reflection in their sclera, she uttered her final words to them.
“This whole night has been a roller coaster, and while I can't call you a friend, I can thank you for the experience. You made me address issues that have been festering for years, something I didn't think anyone could do. I might not like you, but I don’t hate you either. If you know anything about me, you know I love seeing people develop their own type of strength, which you’ve done. So for that, I give well wishes, goodbye Mad Dog.”
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2023.03.25 00:46 maccaracca22 2nd cycle ideas?

I’m on my 7th week of a 12 week cycle of test cyp 400mg. At this point I’ve seen very good growth and strength with literally no sides… I know I’m not finished yet but the only thing that’s happened is my balls have shrunk and I get strands of hair falling out but nothing bad at all… seems to be that I’ve responded very well so I’m already thinking of my next cycle, I wanna pack on a lot more muscle this time and drop a good amount of fat. I started this cycle around 108kg and 25%-30% bf…. yes I know that’s stupid but it was now or in 6 months as I’m going on holiday in a few weeks so I chose now… I’m around 98kg-102kg and 18%-20% bf rn so I’ve packed on a good amount of muscle but lost quite a lot of fat, on paper it don’t sound good but holy shit I look so much better man. Anyway enough of that… I really need help with my next cycle. I really want to try deca but idk, I want a cycle I can really grow on and lose fat on, I’ll be in a deficit too obvs. Can someone give me some recommendations or YouTube videos to watch? Would be much appreciated thanks
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2023.03.25 00:31 DissociatedNewt Hairy and sweaty balls were essential to mankind’s existence.

Hair keeps the sack from getting frost-bitten and sweat keeps the sperm from getting cooked. Few people like hairy and sweaty balls, but we’d have nothing without them.
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2023.03.24 23:55 godgod09 My friend is kind of a jerk loser and I don’t know what to do

This is going to be a pretty rude post, but I seriously need to let it out. So my (13F) friend (14) who I’ll call Mandy for the sake of this post, is honestly just a jerk loser. To add, Mandy goes by all pronouns so I’ll stick to they/them while writing just to keep it consistent.
So I met Mandy early this year in PE and we immediately hit off. We had the same issues, interests, etc. I invited them to join our friend group which I did. While early months they were fine, it just became worse.
First off, Mandy is extremely short tempered. A girl in our PE class would bother Mandy and me often, which I don’t support her doing at all but even the tiniest thing makes them scream and cry about it. Not to mention, they are an extremely poor sport and sometimes even cries when their team loses.
Secondly, they gatekeep things ALOT. Art, school interests, literal neurodivergent suspection. They’re also super judgemental, they judge me for the way I eat and what I eat, my hair, my interests, my ancestry, etc.
Thirdly, they’re a control freak. Whenever i ask if we can play a different game, or if I can finish tying my shoes and such, they just don’t even let me without pouting the whole time.
Fourthly, they’re super greedy. When I offer food to my friends they eat it all, and not to mention always wanna be the one with say, the ball, in a game.
Finally, they’re honestly a massive pussy. Whenever the most minor thing happens, like if they get hit with a dodgeball, they cry. They also gatekeep trauma and feelings.
Honestly, I don’t know what to do. I feel like I’m friends with an asshole but nobody else seems to notice. Maybe I’m the jerk, I don’t know. But this is just kind of how I feel.
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2023.03.24 23:26 dragracesssss i think a ghost was in my house for four years.

Buckle in this may be a long one.
Five years ago or so in late 2018 me and a friend did a whole ouija board session and didn't do it properly. We didn't do any research or educate ourselves on it. I know it was a bad idea, but we were both 18 and were incredibly stupid.
during the session, (who we thought at the time) her uncle came through. We got various answers that was correct. Every single question relating to her family, herself and her dad's life was correct. Her uncle had passed six weeks before and from what I heard, he was kind of abusive. But nonetheless, she liked him somewhat and after she got some healing from this, we ended the session by just ending it. She packed up and then we continued on hanging out.
between that day and six months ago, I always felt a presence in my basement corner, where we did the session. It wasn't exactly evil, but it was a very negative presence. I could barely even go over there long enough to change the lightbulb when it would go out, let alone figure out how to get right of him. My parents, who I'm still living with as my dad has dementia and I'm a broke uni student, have experienced the same as well. my dad, even before the diagnosis, wouldn't come downstairs after the session and my mom would only come downstairs to shower and do laundry. My room is down in the basement, opposite side of the basement as the spot, and I generally have the whole thing to myself.
For those four years, I never even looked over there unless I absolutely had to.
in 2021, I started getting into witchcraft and my indigenous folk magic. I started learning, properly, about witchcraft, the occult and all things like it. I learned everything and everything I could get my hands on before I even started actually practising, because of this shitty event that led from this one ouija board session.
then in 2022, in fact around late July, early august my mom convinced me to become Christian or I would have to leave our house. being a broke uni student, that would ruin me for a while so I decided to transition my stuff into folk catholicism. It has been one of the best transitions I have made. In fact, in a few weeks I'm getting baptised into a roman catholic church.
Now lets get to mid October, 2022. I bring home a large vial of holy water, some white sage my cousin got me, and some egghsells mixed with my hair, my parents name and used and redried eggshells. So I get to damn work. I open some windows, and pull up the screen portion of my front and back doors. First I smudge my entire house, really focusing on the area the session was on. I didn't like it, but I grew a set of balls that I new I always had and stood my ground. When I was smudging, a skull formed in the smoke and then I blew it away. This is think was him trying to fight me spiritually, but I held strong in my practice and faith and then he left. But to be one hundred percent sure, I sprinkled all around the house, and then the yard with the holy water. Once I finished that, I used the eggshells/haicoffee grinds mix and sprinkled that around my house as a method of protection.

It's been a few months now, and now I can look in that corner. I can even go stand there now and not feel anxious, worried or panicked. my mom is also starting to come downstairs more. My dad, not so much because of dementia and to be honest we're just trying to keep him comfortable and having the good vibes.
But thank you, if you made it this far. This has been my only experience (granted, four year long experience) with a ghost.
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2023.03.24 22:58 Bloxioh On week four of rad 140 20 mg daily 8 week cycle total with yk11 stack

Approaching week four on rad 140 20 mg daily no significant difference decided to add 10 mg yk during week three been about two weeks on yk started 5 mg two time split bumped it up to 10 mg noticed extreme strength gains at a cost hair started to shed excessive a tad bit pain in the liver I am on liver support of course tudca milk thistle I lowered dosing on yk and hair immediately stopped shedding my biggest take away and concern is a shrinkage and ache of balls I do have enclo on deck just incase I was looking to pct it at the end of cycle for 2-4 weeks any advice on this will be appreciated Also body facts 5-10” 198-200 lbs bf 13% high calorie intake high protein medium carb diet heavy routine in working out 5 day two day muscle groups back biceps chest triceps legs shoulder etc
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2023.03.24 22:47 ExiasNight So I made a lot of Lucida pots

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2023.03.24 22:37 Ready-Ad-4549 Hold On lyrics meaning - Tom Waits

[Anti-Christ heroin man]
They hung (Grey 5) a sign (Grey 5) up (White 4) in our town (White 4)
"If you live (White 4) it up (White 4), you won't live (Grey 5) it down (Grey 5)"
So she left (White 4) Monte Rio (White 4), son (White 4)
Just like (White 4) a bullet (Grey 5) leaves a gun (Grey 5)
With her charcoal eyes (White 4) and Monroe hips (Blue 2)
She went (White 4) and took (Grey 5) that California (Red 1) trip (Blue 2)
Oh (Red 1), the moon (Blue 2) was gold (Grey 5),
her hair (Grey 5) like wind (Blue 2)
Said, "don't (Blue 2) look back (White 4),
just come on (White 4), Jim (Blue 2)"

[Anti-Christ heroin man]
Oh (Red 1), you got to (White 4)
hold on (Grey 5), hold on (Grey 5)
You gotta (White 4) hold on (Grey 5)
Take my hand (Grey 5),
I'm standing (Red 1) right here (White 4),
you gotta (White 4) hold on (Grey 5)

[Anti-Christ heroin man]
Well (Blue 2), he gave her (Red 1) a dimestore watch (Grey 5)
And a ring (Grey 5) made (White 4) from a spoon (Grey 5)
Everyone's (Red 1) looking (Blue 2)
for someone (White 4) to blame (Blue 2)
When you share (White 4) my bed (Blue 2),
you share (White 4) my name (Red 1)
Well (Blue 2), go ahead (White 4)
and call (White 4) the cops (Red 1)
You don't meet (White 4) nice girls (Red 1) in coffee shops (White 4)
She said, "baby (White 4), I still love you (Blue 2)"
Sometimes (White 4) there's nothin'(Grey 5) left to do (White 4)

[Anti-Christ heroin man]
Oh (Red 1), but you got to (White 4)
hold on (Grey 5), hold on (Grey 5)
Babe (Blue 2), you gotta (White 4)
hold on (Grey 5) and take my hand (Grey 5)
I'm standing (Red 1) right here (White 4),
you gotta (White 4) hold on (Grey 5)

[Anti-Christ heroin man]
Well (Blue 2),
God bless (White 4) your (White 4)
crooked little heart (Grey 5)
St. Louis (Red 1) got (Blue 2) the best of me (White 4)
I miss (Blue 2) your (White 4) broken China voice (White 4)
How I wish (Blue 2) you were (White 4) still here (Blue 2) with me (White 4)
Oh (Red 1), you build it up (White 4), you wreck it down (Grey 5)
Then you burn (Grey 5) your mansion (White 4) to the ground (Grey 5)
Oh (Red 1), there's nothing left (Grey 5) to keep (Grey 5) you here (White 4)
But when you're falling behind (White 4)
in this big blue world (Blue 2)

[Anti-Christ heroin man]
Oh (Red 1), you've got to (White 4)
hold on (Grey 5), hold on (Grey 5)
Babe (Blue 2), you gotta (White 4) hold on (Grey 5)
Take my hand (Grey 5),
I'm standing (Red 1) right here (White 4),
you gotta (White 4) hold on (Grey 5)

[Anti-Christ heroin man]
Down by (Grey 5) the Riverside motel (White 4)
It's ten below (White 4) and falling (Grey 5)
By a ninety-nine cent store (White 4)
She closed her eyes (Grey 5) and started swaying (White 4)
But it's so hard (White 4) to dance (Blue 2) that way (White 4)
When it's cold (White 4) and there's no music (Grey 5)
Oh (Red 1), your old hometown's (Grey 5) so far away (White 4)
But inside your head (White 4) there's a record (Grey 5) that's playing (White 4)

[Anti-Christ heroin man]
A song (Blue 2) called (White 4) "Hold On" (Grey 5), hold on (Grey 5)
Babe (Blue 2), you gotta (White 4) hold on (Grey 5)
Take my hand (Grey 5), I'm standing (Red 1) right there (White 4),
you gotta (White 4) hold on (Grey 5)
Cocaine Rock Heroin Roll cycle
Kingdom of Light = forever, always = all cocaine, History = His Story
9PM-12AM only cocaine during cocaine high
9PM Christ cocaine born (Christmas)(cocaine shot right arm)
10PM Father God cocaine (cocaine shot left arm)
11PM Holy Ghost cocaine (cocaine shot both arms)

12AM Anti-Christ wakes inside Christ cocaine when Christ cocaine shoots heroin

Rocking = Christ cocaine dominant, cocaine addiction
(12AM-3AM zigzag heroin during cocaine high)
(zigzag between Red 1 and Blue 2)
shoot (heroin) to thrill (cocaine)
sometimes, something = some heroin
American Pie

1AM Red = some heroin mostly cocaine (black dot white bar)
I (Christ cocaine)
the sun, the son,
hope, happy, light, easy, smile, live,
help, give,
here, now, do
body, head, eye, see,
think, thought, logic,
free, loose
young, girl, pink, sweet, sugar, lips,
nice girl,
mountain, sea, C,
all, whole,
the way,
cops, law,
knows, nose, teach,
stop, walk, stand,
story, speak, write, words, letters,
paper, sheets, sail, urban, west,
reason, why, want, how, knowledge,
diamonds, business, work, make, build,
buy, rich, strong, right, million, style,
one eye open, black hole sun, spick, wake up,
pinky (1), index finger (1 or 4), horns sign thumb out (1,4&5), shaka sign (1&5), A,
love, sex,
rock, stone,
2AM Blue = more heroin mostly cocaine (white bar black outline)
I (Anti-Christ heroin)
the moon, blue moon,
everywhere, still here,
colors, rainbow, bright,
air, sky,
bawler, bawl, endless day,
ocean, sea, rain, cry,
breeze, wind,
run, dance, lie down, action,
road, church, earth, bed, world,
what, anything,
king, fool, 17, illegal, boy,
change, sell, take, took, got,
poor, weak, soul, mind, pay
sad, frown,
go, speed, play, vacation, holiday, move, trip,
bruised, part,
face, hips,
first one, blue ribbon,
superstition, wild,
dare, risk, reckless,
heard, no words, numbers, hearts,
fake, matter, use, try,
feel, hopeless, sad, heavy thoughts,
wrong, fine, well, wish,
trauma, bleeding, hard, challenge,
the blues,
hum, say, chorus,
B, 2, 5, thumb,
smell, rape, lust, love drunk,
something's wrong, better way,
3AM Mercy hour
lavender, purple, violet
Anti-Christ heroin kills Christ cocaine, mostly cocaine syringe becomes mostly heroin syringe
(stop the clocks)
(3 = middle finger = Anti-Christ heroin fucks over Christ cocaine)
(Ouroboros = Dragon heroin addiction consumes body of Christ cocaine addiction)
(the day the music died)

Rolling = Anti-Christ heroin dominant, heroin addiction
3AM-6AM zigzag cocaine during heroin high
(zigzag between White 4 and Grey 5)
play (cocaine) to kill (heroin)
somewhere, somehow = some cocaine

4AM White = some cocaine mostly heroin (white dot black bar)
Anti-Christ heroin woman
my son, baby,
you, your, yourself,
wherever, somewhere, lost,
share, meet, meat, apple,
Sisyphus, wife, mother, sister, mama,
right here, right now,
go ahead, permission,
fall, north, winter, leaves, forest,
let go, come on,
train station, town, coffee shop, diner,
house, mansion,
frontline, free from sin,
shine, reflected, star light, first star, lucky star
alright, tucked in,
wild courage, brave,
crazy, wonder,
preach, pray, prey, bunting, bounty,
fly away,
dove, little bird, cat,
smoke, sweat, tear, speck, pool, bone, ball, pillow, skeleton, grain of sand, tattered clouds,
unique, apart, only, just, so,
uptown, highlands,
pay, shudder,
broken glass, dish,
orphan, little one, bastard, rock star, hitchhiker,
whistle, sing, ringing, noise, blow,
photograph, TV,
chosen one, one in a million, times like these, waiting on a miracle, new dimension, always free, up,
jump, bounce, around, all over,
amazing, much more,
bring back,
sleep, pray, forget, bless,
message, answer, call, SOS,
meaning of things, pretend,
symbol, clubs, agriculture,
good luck, careful,
should, would, will, won't,
wanna, gonna, gonna make, tryna find,

5AM Grey = more heroin (black bar white outline)
Anti-Christ heroin man
Blackjack, (the ace of spades),(shot caller), liar, yeah, um, no,
me, my, mine,
them, they,
the man,
papa, father, husband, brother, keeper, guide, finder,
ourselves, us,
alone, lonely,
it, thing, object,
telephone, radio, clock,
gun, cannonball, pistol, bullet, shotgun, rounds,
bottle, cup of coffee,
shadow, time,
closed eyes,
south, desert,
last night,
nothing, nowhere, nobody, disappeared,
buried, underground, deep down, hole, low, south,
grave, closet, trunk, coffin,
trunk, tree,
yellow, golden, hazel, brown, glow, faded,
broken, old
feeling, need, hunger, itch,
peace, hush, silence, die, dream,
pain, fear, misery,
crooked, little,
restless, sleepless,
warm within, inside,
burn, fire,
lucky, insane, mad, madness,
turn, side,
mouth, heart,
truck, train, horse, wheel, mule, horn,
drink, pull,
iron, rusty nail, spoon,
never go,
wreck, destroy,
fight, hunt, chase, hit, crash, catch, kill, force, bite, take, race, military, brawler, war,
pressure, gravity, squeeze, tight,
hand, hold, grip, hung, hang,
hunter's pouch,
home, roof, shelter, hometown,
nature, sand, dirt, mud,
country, downtown, southern,
remember, found,
game, symbols, star, V, 5, spades, 21, ?, bell, (hell's bells), bad sign, horns sign thumb in (1&4), thumb, number, no name,
6AM Black = (Black bar) all heroin
Devil, Dragula, Sandman, yeah-yeah, mother nature
Devil heroin castle, (The Wall), hell, never never land,
green, black,
sunrise, afterglow,
softly clears
jealousy, greed,
More Metaphors:
cocaine: Dutch, hills, 9, highlands, new, truth, hard, touch, silver, ...
heroin: slip, strangle, slam, smack, dig, ditch, velvet, sunshine, Italian, poison, 8, rural, dark, luck, gone, watch, strange, stranger, spread, nobody, nothing, bad, lies, ...
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2023.03.24 21:59 Fauchard1520 DRANGOR WILL NOT GO UNARMED!

The following was originally presented with an accompanying comic. Here be my tale. Ahem:
So no shit, there we were! It was in the high golden days of myth and legend, when beer flowed like wine in the halls of Dorm, and the mighty bellows of THAT GUY were heard throughout the quad. His thighs were as miracle whip, his belly like the gods’ own cream cheese, his hair like the bowl cut of the transcendent page boy. He was such a man who would boast of his deeds to the cute RA, bragging of the “many hours per day” he would practice with his mall ninja weapons. Such a man who would shout from open windows at the dirty haxxors online, cowing them with the might of his immoderate yop.
He lived on my floor. He saw us playing in the common room. We were obliged to let him join.
Said he, “I always play a ranger. He always has a wolf companion. His name is always Drangor.” And we lesser mortals cast about for signs of irony, but found only the light of certitude burning in his small pink eyes.
And with a voice made timorous by THAT GUY’s presence, our DM did say, “The sewer stretches before you, foul water knee deep receding into the gloom. As you take the first few steps forward, you feel something at your ankles. Make a Reflex save.”
And Drangor did fail his Reflex save, and lo did he face plant into filth. For there were many trip wires within the sewers, and the trip wires did enrage THAT GUY to such excess that he ran shouting throughout the waterways, falling and tripping all the while, his faithful wolf falling and tripping at his side. The thieves’ guild (for such slimy places are ever their haunts) soon heard our blunderings. And we did give battle, and for a time it was good. But soon the party came through the murk and blood to our place of meeting, there to find an holy agent of the gods beneath the palace of the King. For that evening was a gathering of nobles, and a royal ball was our destination.
“Quick,” said he, “Change into this fine raiment which I’ve brought for you. For I suspect a fiend of darkest Hell has come amongst the guests, and even now dances with our fair Princess.”
We did as the priest bid us, and soon stood in darkness decked out in finery.
“Next,” said the holy man, “You must give up such weapons as you cannot conceal, for the guards are suspicious, and will not let sharp steel near to His Majesty.”
And as we lesser folk unburdened ourselves of bow and blade, a look of fury came to Drangor’s countenance. For he would not part with the legendary sword Special Snowflake. A great battle then shook the dorms as THAT GUY gave vent to his frustrations, cries of IT’S WHAT MY CHARACTER WOULD DO and DRANGOR WILL NOT GO UNARMED buffeting our cowering DM.
And the game did end without a ball, without a fiend, and without a princess saved. For THAT GUY held fast to Drangor’s beliefs, and thus lay waste to the campaign forever.
-Book of Drangor, chapters 5 and 6
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