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[24F] Is it possible I could have lived this long with type 1 diabetes without knowing?
2023.03.29 08:37 generalthhhhhhrow [24F] Is it possible I could have lived this long with type 1 diabetes without knowing?
[5"5, probably around 111-ish lbs, white, possible type 1 diabetes, anemia and hyperthyroidism, rare alcohol usage, even rarer cannabis and vape usage, no medication)
My older sister had type 1 and died from DKA at 22, but she was 10 when she was diagnosed. I have never been diagnosed with it, but I have also never even been tested to be fair. I have had problems with hypoglycemia for a little bit now, but I was struggling with anorexia and assumed it to be a problem associated with that, but I have been eating as normally as time restraints allow and have not gained any visible weight. I do not have a scale because that is a slippery slope for someone like me, but the last time I weighed myself, I was 111 lbs (I'm 5"5) which is normal, but I still struggle with hypoglycemia, it gets very severe unless I'm constantly eating, but my job doesn't allow that sadly.
So last week, to deal with this, I decided I should be eating before work, but because Walmart is no longer 24 hrs and I work late into the night, my only option was to pick up fast food until I could make it to the store on my day off. This was fine until yesterday, when at work I had symptoms of what I assume are HYPERglycemia. They were:
- EXTREME thirst, no matter how much I drank
- Having trouble speaking
- Having trouble with thinking (coworkers were asking if i had slept, when i had slept for ten hours)
- Having trouble concentrating
- Having trouble keeping myself walking, as in, I felt as if I was gonna pass out
- A dull pain in my stomach
- difficulty breathing, though this could be because i was a little ill and couldn't breathe out of my nose anyhow
Beyond that, I'm having other little "eureka" moments, like my sweat has had a history of having this strange sweet coffee-type odor and my anemia. I'm very active and when my anorexia was at it's height I was OBSESSED with eating as healthy and as little sugar as possible so idk if it could be type 2 or maybe I'm just psyching myself out? I know I obviously need to see someone but type 1 is always associated with younger people and it's hard to believe I can be 24 and just now having problems.
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My older sister had type 1 and died from DKA at 22, but she was 10 when she was diagnosed. I have never been diagnosed with it, but I have also never even been tested to be fair. I have had problems with hypoglycemia for a little bit now, but I was struggling with anorexia and assumed it to be a problem associated with that, but I have been eating as normally as time restraints allow and have not gained any visible weight. I do not have a scale because that is a slippery slope for someone like me, but the last time I weighed myself, I was 111 lbs (I'm 5"5) which is normal, but I still struggle with hypoglycemia, it gets very severe unless I'm constantly eating, but my job doesn't allow that sadly.
So last week, to deal with this, I decided I should be eating before work, but because Walmart is no longer 24 hrs and I work late into the night, my only option was to pick up fast food until I could make it to the store on my day off. This was fine until yesterday, when at work I had symptoms of what I assume are HYPERglycemia. They were:
- EXTREME thirst, no matter how much I drank
- Having trouble speaking
- Having trouble with thinking (coworkers were asking if i had slept, when i had slept for ten hours)
- Having trouble concentrating
- Having trouble keeping myself walking, as in, I felt as if I was gonna pass out
- A dull pain in my stomach
- difficulty breathing, though this could be because i was a little ill and couldn't breathe out of my nose anyhow
Beyond that, I'm having other little "eureka" moments, like my sweat has had a history of having this strange sweet coffee-type odor and my anemia. I'm very active and when my anorexia was at it's height I was OBSESSED with eating as healthy and as little sugar as possible so idk if it could be type 2 or maybe I'm just psyching myself out? I know I obviously need to see someone but type 1 is always associated with younger people and it's hard to believe I can be 24 and just now having problems.
2023.03.29 04:40 Rainbow6SiegeCreator What If Legends and Canon Merged? Part 8: A Bolstered Hope
On the barren desert world of Tatooine, we see two sapphire sabers clashing with 4 soldiers surrounding them. After the younger of the two jedi was knocked to the ground, he began to notice a firefight in the orbit above.
Luke: Master, look up in orbit!
Obi-Wan: An Imperial Star destroyer? Here? There hasn’t been one around here in years.
In the battle above, Vader had commanded that the ship be neutralized for capture. Many rebels aboard the now captured ship took defensive positions the Empire prepared to breach the door. As the door was being sliced open, the explosion had sent fragments and smoke throughout the hall, giving the stormtroopers ample time to fire upon their targets. With the rebels on the backpedal, two inconspicuous droids made their way to Princess Leia so she could move the plans away from the ship.
When the captain of the security forces was surrounded, Raymus Antilles became the first target of interrogation by Lord Vader.
Vader: Search the servers for the plans.
Stormtrooper: Yes, my lord.
As a squad of stormtroopers cleared the server room. They began searching through the many files before sending one trooper back to report their lack of files.
Stormtrooper: The plans are not in the primary computer.
Vader: Where are those plans you've transmitted?
Raymus: We have received no such transmissions. This is a consular ship, we're on a diplomatic mission.
Vader: If this is a consular ship where is the ambassador?
Before Captain Antilles could answer, he had succumbed to the choke hold Vader had him in, and when Vader realized this, he had literally tossed him aside.
Vader: Commander, tear this ship apart until you found those plans, and bring me the passengers. I want them alive!!!
As Vader's forces swept through the ship, officers aboard the destroyer had seen an escape pod.
Officer 1: Sir, one of the escape pods has been jettisoned.
Officer 2: Hold your fire. There's no life forms aboard.
Officer 1: We need to report this to Lord Vader.
In one of the darker sections of the ship, 3 stormtroopers came across a woman in a white dress and cloak.
Stormtrooper 1: There's one. Set for stun.
After a brief exchange and 1 stormtrooper is killed, Leia then collapses after getting stunned and the pair of stormtroopers are about to bring her to Vader.
Stormtrooper 1: Inform Lord Vader we found our ambassador.
As Vader had intensely debated the Princess, Obi-wan, Luke, and the Bad Batch had found the escape pod with two droids that Kenobi could definitely recognize, despite not seeing them in almost 20 years.
3PO: Thank the Maker! I'm so glad that you came to rescue us. We came from a ship that rudely sent us away.
Kenobi: C-3PO? R2-D2?
3PO: Yes, I am C-3PO, human/cyborg relations, and this is my counterpart, R2-D2, who has been saying repeatedly to find an Obi-wan Kenobi.
Luke: Then you found him. Master, how do you know these droids?
Kenobi: That is a story for when we return back home.
When the pair of Jedi and clones returned to Kenobi's hut, R2 went to Kenobi and gave him the button input and Leia's message began to play for all of them to see.
Leia: General Kenobi. Years ago. You had served my father in the clone wars, from what he had told me prior to your rescuing me from Daiyu, you were a capable leader of men, and able to win battles for the Republic. Now, the Alliance is in its darkest hour. Help me Obi-Wan Kenobi. You're my only hope.
Obi-Wan had remembered rescuing her on Daiyu almost a decade ago, and knew that this would be a good test for Luke to face Vader. When the Bad Batch were curious to know what the plan was, Obi-wan had begun formulating a rescue attempt.
Kenobi: We need to head to Alderaan and meet with Bail once again. If we can meet with another spy within the network, we can use their ship to slip past the Imperial patrols.
Tech: If we do get caught, I can create some fake chain codes and get us past if we get stopped.
Luke: What do I need to do when we get to Alderaan, Master?
Kenobi: You will stay at my side in case Vader makes a surprise visit.
Luke: Vader? I'm not sure I'm ready for this.
Kenobi: Don't give into fear. It leads to the Dark side.
Luke: Yes, Master.
Aboard the Death Star, Leia is brought to the cell block and Vader begins the interrogation. A black, spherical droid with a syringe containing a truth serum floated into the cell approaching the Princess after a path was cleared.
After the serum entered Leia's system, Vader began to assist the hallucination, and slipped in a little bit of the truth unbeknownst to both parties.
VadeBail: Princess, this is your father. I've been cut off from my royal guard and need to retreat from Imperial Forces. Where is a rebel base I can evacuate to?
Despite Vader's efforts, Leia had resisted the urge to tell the truth, at the cost of immense pain and suffering. When the serum wore off Vader took the droid and reported to Tarkin on the observation deck.
Vader: Her resistance to the mind probe is astonishing, but she will break soon.
Tarkin: I understand, Lord Vader. We have to meet with the rest of the Moffs on level 81C.
As the many officers and Moffs have a heated discussion about the very station they are residing in, Tarkin and Vader come in and their mere presence had stopped the bickering, if only for a small moment.
Moff: The Rebellion, who's too well equipped, mind you, will continue to garner support in the Imperial Senate…
Tarkin: The Imperial Senate is no longer a concern to us. We had just received word that the Emperor has dissolved the council permanently. The last remnants of the Old Republic have been swept away for good.
Moff: This cannot be! How will we maintain control without the bureaucracy?
Tarkin: Regional governors, General Tagge. They will keep the systems in line through fear and maintain control over these territories.
Tagge: Again, what of the Rebels? If the plans remain in their hands, they may find a weakness and exploit it.
Vader: The plans in question will return to Imperial custody.
Motti: Any revolt made against this station by the rebels will be a futile gesture, no matter how much data they obtained. We are now standing inside the ultimate power in the universe. My suggestion is that we use it!
Vader: The power you boast about this technological terror, has inflamed and bloated your pride. The ability and decision to destroy a planet is insignificant next to the power of the Force.
As the Moff began to insecurity salvage his pride in the station to Lord Vader of all people, Vader had grown tired of this Moff's rambling and discrediting of the Force, and raised his hand to hold his tongue for the officer, or rather his throat.
Vader: I find your lack of faith disturbing.
Tarkin had noticed one of the moffs struggling and realized that Vader's physical domineering would further divide the conference and dely any decisions the Empire had to make.
Tarkin: Enough of this pointless bickering! Vader, release him!
Vader: As you wish.
Motti then began to regain his breathing and a newfound level of fear for the Dark lord.
Tarkin: Vader will extract the location of the Rebel Fortress and crush the Rebellion in one swift stroke by the time this station is operational.
Tarkin then adjourned the meeting and when the officers left, he sent a communication to the cell block.
Tarkin: Bring the princess to the observation deck. Her interrogation is far from over.
Station Trooper: Yes, Sir.
Tarkin: Observation deck, set course of Alderaan.
Officer: Yes, Sir.
When Vader and Tarkin arrived at the observation deck, they were greeted by the troopers escorting Princess Leia. The leader of the Imperial Moffs then mocked a courteous greeting to the rebellious princess and began his own methods of interrogation.
Tarkin: Princess Leia, how lovely to see you again.
Leia: Governor Tarkin, I knew I smelled a certain familiar stench when I was brought on board, as well as who held the leash of this mechanical monster.
Tarkin: Charming to the last. Before I sign the order of your execution, allow yourself to be my guest in unveiling the full power of this station, assuring that no one will be able to oppose the Emperor.
Leia: The tighter you make your grip, Governor, the more star systems will slip right through your fingers.
Tarkin: Not after this little ceremony, my dear. Since this is a special occasion, I will let you choose which planet will be destroyed first. Depending on your choice, I may disregard your execution.
Leia: The fact you have the guts to end my life surprises me. I never took you for someone to do such a thing.
Tarkin: Since you have proven yourself reluctant to give us the location of your rebel base, this station's inaugural target shall be your home planet of Alderaan.
Leia: No. Alderaan is peaceful! We have no arms to use and would never…
Tarkin: Then you would prefer another target? A military target? Then name the system!!!
Leia couldn't maintain her professional facade any longer and knew she had to pick a system to appease the Imperials' demands.
Vader had told Tarkin prior to bringing her to the observation deck that if she was to choose Dantooine, the place had been cleared out by Imperial Forces when they rescued him.
Tarkin: This will be the final time I ask you. Where is the rebel base, child?
Leia: Dantooine. They're… They're on Dantooine.
Tarkin then began to feel satisfied with the answer and continued with his operation to destroy Alderaan and continue to psychologically torment the young princess.
Tarkin: There. You see, Lord Vader? This one is capable of reason. Continue the operation and you may fire when ready.
Leia: What?!
Tarkin: You're far too trusting. Dantooine has been clear of any significant rebel activity for quite some time now and is unworthy of a proper demonstration. I will credit you for giving me some true information, but it was not the information I needed. No need to worry, Your Highness. Your rebel friends will be dealt with soon enough.
As the main superlaser eye of the Death Star began to charge, the people of Alderaan had no idea of their imminent demise from not only galactic records, but off the galactic map entirely. One such fighter, who had been punished years ago for insubordination was about to reenter the fight when the Empire cut his freedom to operate short.
Saw: I understand that my actions on Geonosis years ago were wrong, and that I had made a tactically unsound move against the Empire. I thank the ones that had rescued us and I apologize for the men I abandoned in pursuit of a goal that consumed me and made me act without honor.
Bail: You have served your sentence and we need your ability to lead now more than ever. Are you willing to keep yourself under control when being handed the responsibility of leadership once again?
A captain of the Alderaan protection detail had warned Bail Organa of the Empire's presence in the system with a large moon-like object appearing in their skies.
Saw looked up and saw it from his seat and whispered what would be his final words.
Saw: No… So this is how it ends. I'm ready. I'm coming, Steela.
As the eight small beams of light focused into a single beam of energy, every citizen of Alderaan sought cover, but the energy blast was too much for everything to withstand. When the blast reached the palace, Bail, Breha, Saw and every citizen, structure, and ship, as well of the planet itself, became nothing but debris, asteroids, and a symbol of the Empire's new capability of destruction.
Moments before the destruction of the planet, The Bad Batch had looked around for any sign of Luke's uncle and aunt. When Luke found the group near a destroyed homestead with Owen and Beru shot and beaten to death by Tusken raiders, Luke began to examine the bodies of the closest family he had for a little over half his life. Obi-Wan found the group and saw his apprentice begin shedding tears over who had been his guardians and family, something Kenobi knew his father had, but in Luke's case it was a more stable family than Anakin's. Luke remembered his Uncle showing him the unmarked stones near the homestead belonging to his biological grandmother and his step grandfather, and began carrying them to the burial plots near the two graves made over 2 decades ago. As the Bad Batch helped Luke bury them, Obi-Wan had some words of advice for the young Skywalker that he had regrettably neglected to give Anakin.
Kenobi: I never told your father this because I was too focused on my mission before the Clone Wars. Even though they had no belief in it like we do, they too are now one with the Force. If you need time to think about your path from this point forward, whatever you choose, I will completely understand.
Luke: It's alright, Master Kenobi. I want to continue my path as a Jedi, like my father before me. I understand why they showed me the graves of my grandparents and why they kept the truth about my father from me. When I chose to go with you, when I was a kid, I dedicated myself to the memory of who my father was. I still do so today. I will not let the memories of my father, my uncle, my aunt, nor even my mother be squandered in my path to be a Jedi.
Kenobi: I am so proud of you, Luke. Your father would be too.
Hunter: I understand the loss of a home, Luke. We all do.
Tech: Yes. Change is inevitable and if we take advantage of it, it'll be for the better.
Luke: Thank you all. Master, I have an idea. You and I will take the landspeeder and head into Mos Eisley and we'll find someone to take us to Alderaan and rescue the Princess.
Tech: What about the Marauder? We can take you there just fine.
Kenobi: You will be hunting the Tuskens that destroyed the homestead and killed the Lars family. Wrecker, you will pose as a wanderer and wizard sent to bring oblivion to the Tuskens.
Wrecker: Do I still get to blow stuff up?
Hunter: Yes, Wrecker. You're "commanding" explosions.
Wrecker: Oooooooooohhhhh!!!!!! I LIKE the sound of THAT!
As Wrecker and the Bad Batch tormented the tuskens, Luke and Obi-Wan went into town to find a member of their spy network and sneak them to Alderaan. When they pulled up to the cantina, the bartender gave them notice about the droids needing to stay outside. When a large hairy creature greeted the master, Obi-Wan understood him and beckoned Luke to follow him to the table where the Wookiee sat.
Han: My copilot, Chewbacca, tells me that you and a few others need a ride to Alderaan.
Kenobi: Yes, and you are.
Han: I'm Han Solo. Captain of the Millennium Falcon. What’s the cargo?
Kenobi: Let’s see, about six passengers, two droids, and no questions asked.
Han You are asking me to transport a lot of people. Given that amount, I have to take a certain fee for any extra passengers. I’d say that would get you about… let’s say… 24,000 credits.
Luke: Master, we can get a pretty decent and comfortable ship with that price.
Chewie then “nudged’ Han, although harder than a human is used to, to drop the price because of who they were.
Han: Alright, Chewie. Fine. I’ll drop the price. If we don’t get a real profit from these guys Jabba will leaving more than a slime trail wherever he goes. Alright, gentlemen, I’m willing to drop the price by 30%...
Chewie roared in a slight protest.
Han: Ok, 45%, because he likes your kind of people. Given that discount, you’ll owe me about 13,200 credits.
Kenobi: Sounds reasonable enough, if it’s a fast ship.
Han: Fast ship? You’ve never heard of the Millenium Falcon?! It’s the ship that made the Kessel run in less than twelve parsecs. Name me one other ship that has done that or even anything close to it!
Kenobi: Alright. We’ll pay you 5,040 now, plus 17,400 when we reach Alderaan.
Han: 22? Hmm. Alright, old man, you got yourself a deal. Meet us in Hangar bay 77 when you’re ready.
When the Jedi left the cantina, Chewbacca went to get the repairs underway and prepared for a fight with anyone trying to stop them. Luke then contacted the spies they had assisted and told them to link with the bad batch. When the Clones dropped the ship in one of the other hangar bays, Tech used the forged chain code and met the group. After a confirmational exchange of ships, The Bad Batch received communications about the deal their Jedi commanders had struck with another deep cover spy.
Just as Han was about to leave the cantina himself, he was stopped by a Rodian with a blaster to his chest. When the pair sat back down, Han explained his tightness for credits to the Rodian messenger of Jabba the Hutt, to no avail. After a few more exchanges of quips and empty promises, both fired their blasters at the same time, but Han’s was the shot that landed in the Rodian’s chest, while the Rodian’s landed on the floor, startling the next customer that walked in. After shots were fired, Han paid the bartender for any damages that were caused by the short firefight.
When the Bad batch got to the hangar bay, they decided to wait by the door and split up walking around to blend in and waited on the Jedi as well as the pilot of their transport. As an Imperial squad came up to the pair near the landspeeder, the squad asked for their identification, but the Jedi have been practicing.
Stormtrooper: Let me see your ID’s please.
Obi-Wan: You don’t need to see our identifications.
Stormtrooper: ‘We don’t need to see your identifications.’
Luke: You will apologize for interrupting our business.
Stormtrooper: ‘We apologize for interrupting your business.’
Kenobi: Move along.
Stormtrooper: Move along. Move along.
As Jabba found Solo, who had snuck up behind him and Han made his case personally. After convincing the large slug-like crime lord to give him more time to pay the debt he owed, Boba had a strange suspicion that that turn of events was not going to transpire.
A black hooded figure with a comlink had found the Millenium Falcon and notified the Imperial Garrison to meet him near the hangar bays. The squad commander had asked for directions and the black-hooded spy pointed through the doorway to Bay 77. As the Bad Batch boarded the YT-1300 freighter, Luke and Obi-wan were right behind them and as Han and Chewbacca were about to board and get it up and running, the squad of stormtroopers had rushed into the hangar bay and Han landed a few well-placed shots, before Chewie fired up the engines and escaped the clutches of the sand troopers on Tatooine.
On the other side of the spaceport, another rebel spy group took the Marauder back to Yavin 4 to take the heat off of the Falcon.
When the coast was clear, the group came out of the hidden compartments in the floor of the ship Han used to smuggle spice. Han and Obi-Wan were coming up with a plan that involved disabling the tractor beam, rescuing the princess, and leaving the station. Tech, Han, Luke and Hunter were the only ones that could fit the Stormtrooper armor so they were going to don the disguises. Echo and Kenobi were going to disable the tractor beam, and Wrecker was going to stay with the droids and update the team regarding the ship.
Han had called out for some assistance with a lot of "cargo" to offload and Echo and Tech blasted the four that came up and stripped them of their armor and weapons. Luke then donned his armor and Obi-Wan held onto his apprentice's blade as the pair split up to perform their parts of the plan.
Wrecker stayed in the Falcon and kept a watch on the two droids while the rest of them went along with the plan. When the group made it to the observation post above the hangar, they decided to get their nerves out in the air.
Tech: I can concur with Rex. These Stormtrooper helmets are really difficult to see out of.
Hunter: Can't say I agree. I'm not having any problems seeing out of this.
Echo: Because Tarkin probably saw your helmet design and mass produced it for the stormtrooper design.
Han: Cut it out! I need to think!
Obi-Wan: Echo, you're with me.
Han: Where are you two going?
Kenobi: Disabling the tractor beam like we planned.
Han: Alright, old man. At least someone remembers the plan.
Kenobi: You know your position, Luke. May the Force be with you all.
After the Negotiator and Clone snuck their way to the tractor beam control room, Han and the rest of the "stormtroopers" began "escorting" their wookiee prisoner to the cell block to get the princess from her cell. Whenever the group was alone, they'd have their own conversations about the past, opinions about those they just met, and put them aside when they regrouped.
After X1 had finished his Force-assisted torture, Leia was visibly shaking from the nightmares X1 put into her mind. In her mind, she kept the image of the Jedi who rescued her and the hope that the rebellion remained safe. The lightsaber wielding commander then felt a disturbance in the force and decided to inform his master.
X1: The princess has been interrogated, but I saw in her mind a forest with ruins, it was dark inside what looked like a temple, but the images flashed at a blazing speed. Also, I feel a disturbance in the Force.
Vader: Excellent work, my apprentice. I have felt it too, but it seems familiar to me.
X1: The one that I have felt is someone far younger. Could it possibly be an apprentice? As Vader and X1 continued to identify who they found in the Force, Vader figured it out and ordered X1 to follow him. They were to update Tarkin about who they found.
Back with the Cell block, the officers and other stormtroopers were killed and another officer had tried to check on the cell block from the comms.
Officer: We heard blaster fire coming from your cell block. What’s wrong?
Han: Uh, uh, my apologies. There was a slight weapons malfunction. We’re alright now. Thank you.
Officer. We’ll send a medical team immediately to your location.
Han: NO, no! One of the stray shots triggered a reactor leak and it’s a rather large one. I repeat, large leak, very dangerous.
Officer: Who is this? What’s your Identification number?
Han had no idea what to tell the officer next and in his stress, fired at the comms and sped up the rescue plan. Luke opened the cell to see Leia get up from her cell’s bed/seat and comment about his height.
Luke: Huh? Oh, yeah. I’m Luke Skywalker, we’re here to rescue you. My master is Obi-Wan Kenobi.
The mention of Obi-Wan sparked the Princess to join in the escape and Chewie, Tech, Hunter, and Han were holding back the incoming waves of Stormtroopers trying to find a way out. When Luke found a grate, he told Han to cover him, but Leia took the blaster and covered him while he used the Force to remove the grate. When the wookiee, clones, smuggler, princess, and jedi padawan jumped into the grate, Luke sealed the grate shut with the Force and they found out that they were in the trash compactor.
Back with the elder Jedi and the clone, they found the tractor beam terminals but Echo did his best to act like a droid doing maintenance. What moved the troopers away from the clone was the Jedi making an imaginary stone appear and knock on the walls, forcing the troopers to check it out. When the tractor beam generators were deactivated, the Jedi and Clone went their separate ways back to the Falcon. When Vader and X1 approached Tarkin they gave him their confirmed identities of the jedi.
Vader: He is here.
Tarkin: Obi-Wan Kenobi?
X1: He also has an apprentice with him. We will put an end to these Jedi and grind the rebel’s efforts to a halt.
Tarkin then recieved a communication from another officer about the Princess escaping her cell with some help. Vader then ordered a new squad of troopers to report to the hangar where the Falcon was kept and capture any others who are aboard or nearby.
As the stormtroopers scrambled to find the Princess and her rescue party, the droids stopped the trash compactor from crushing the group, and when they got the uncomfortable plastoid armor off, Luke departed from the group to get his saber back. As the clones, smuggler, and wookiee saw the Falcon in the hangar bay they had to plan how to get past the stormtroopers.
Leia: You came in that thing? You’re much braver than I thought.
Han: See, fuzzball, I told you she would be interested.
Leia: Keep it in check, flyboy.
In the hangar bay, Wrecker began to get a bit nervous and saw the dorids moving the mechanism before hearing stormtroopers secure the hangar, and lots of them. Before X1 joined his master, he planted a tracking beacon on the Falcon so they could escape and lead them to the rebel base. Just as Echo reunited with the group, Obi-wan had begun hearing a breathing along with two sets of footsteps. Vader and Obi-wan activated their blades with Luke’s gaze fixed on Vader, while X1 had his eyes focused on Luke.
Vader: I’ve been waiting for you, Kenobi. We meet again at last. The circle is now complete. When I left you, I was but the learner, now I am the master.
Kenobi: Only a master of evil, Sith.
As the two blades clashed, X1 had begun charging at Luke with his saber ignited. Luke snapped out of the stare of awe and focussed on his first test. He activated his blade before X1’s sapphire blade could cut off the young padawn’s head with a reverse gripped slash.
X1: It’s been a very long while since I clashed blades with a Jedi. Didn't your so-called master teach you about underestimating your opponents?
Luke: You’d be surprised.
As the two continued clashing blades, X1 continued to use his own version of Dun Moc to excite himself and add more fury to his strikes. During one clash, Luke mentioned that he talked too much and broke the saber clash, landed a kick to his gut and pushed him into the adjacent wall knocking him out. Luke then made his way to confront Vader with Obi-Wan. Luke activated his blade and the duo managed to put Vader on the backpedal. When a blast door closed separating Luke and Obi-wan, Obi-wan was alone in facing Vader.
Vader: Your powers are weak, old man. Your apprentice is strong, but not strong enough.
Kenobi: He may have much to learn, but if you strike me down, I shall become more powerful than you could possibly imagine. You know you can’t win this, Sith.
As Luke saw Vader and his master dueling, even the stormtroopers took an interest in something that hadn’t happened in a little over 3 years for some, but only 3 days for others. This gave the rebels and droids a chance to escape, but Wrecker was ready for a firefight, and almost raring for one. As Luke saw his amster for what would be the last time, Kenobi surrendered himself to the will of the Force. As Vader took a downward slash from Kenobi’s left shoulder across his chest, but to the surprise of both Vader and Luke, Kenobi disappeared into thin air. This was a lesson that Kenobi had learned while in exile and while training Luke. He became one with the force the instant upon death.
Luke: NO!!!
With that, the stormtroopers focussed their fire on the escaping rebels, and Wrecker was having a blast, figuratively and literally. Luke activated his blade and deflected blaster fire with every shot that came his way, and when one shot hit the blast door’s control panel, Vader began to see the battle for himself. Luke had continued to fight off the Imperial blaster fire despite all the others telling him to get on board. As the Blast doors closed, the only voice that got Luke to budge was that of Kenobi. Vader had heard this and slowly became unsettled.
Kenobi Ghost: Run, Luke! Run!!
Vader: Kenobi?
As Luke ran for the Falcon, the crew lifted off and Vader ordered a squad of TIEs to pursue the Falcon.
X1: No, Master. We have to let the ship go.
Vader: You dare disobey me?!
X1: No, Master. I slipped a tracking device into the ship so we can jump to where the base is.
Vader: I see. Your training has served you well.
When the crew escaped, Wrecker and Hunter manned the top and bottom guns to repel the TIE fighter squadron sent to take them down. Luke had secured Leia and allowed himself to break down and let out some of his emotions, although slowly. In that moment, the voices in his head soothing him were Obi-Wan, Yoda, and a Jedi he had met on Mandalore once.
As Han and Chewbacca began maneuvering in ways that the TIEs were missing most of their shots, Wrecker and Hunter had each tagged 2 as Luke stood in the middle of the guns and closed his eyes. He reached out with the Force and threw one fighter into the other to the surprise of the clones in the turrets. After the last of the TIEs were shot down, they began heading back to Yavin, with Luke passed out from exhaustion. Wrecker carried the unconscious padawan to the bunks and when Leia woke up Luke, the group exited the Falcon and Han and Chewie collected the payment and began to store it in the Falcon.
Luke was going into the briefing when he was stopped by a Togruta.
Ahsoka: Luke. Hey. Are you alright?
Luke: Ahsoka? I thought you'd be in a deep cover operation.
Ahsoka: Master Yoda told me to look after you. I know what happened to Master Kenobi.
Luke: I'll meet up with you later. I have to get to this briefing.
As Luke got into the meeting, he listened to how the battle station was going to be attacked. In the Hangar bay, Leia and Chewbacca had been talking to Han to convince him to stay with the rebellion.
Han: With this payment, I can get that slimo off my back and be done with this Empire nonsense.
Leia: If you do get whoever it is you owe out of your life, what will you do next, in case you didn't realize it, your best friend has been part of our Alliance for years.
Han: What?! Why didn't you tell me, scruffy?
Chewie then explained to Han about it and Han had started thinking about ending their friendship with Chewie right then and there.
After the Bad Batch reunited with their ship, they found a familiar Twi'lek and caught up on everything that went on between them. They even met a young Jacen Syndulla for a short while before hearing over the intercom that the Death Star had arrived in their orbit.
Leia: While the Empire may have found our location, we can still prevent them from wiping us out in both the surface and in orbit. Rex, you and Ahsoka prepare the ground forces for a ground assault and any reprisals after we destroy the station. Ahsoka, if Vader joins the ground assault, you take him down. X2, Grey Leader, you and your Squadron know your mission with Gold and Red squadrons.
As every pilot began boarding their fighters and bombers, Luke happened to run into an old friend.
Biggs: Luke?
Luke: Biggs!!!!
Biggs: What are you doing here? I thought you were still shooting womp rats on Tatooine!
Luke: I've actually been with Old Ben and learned some pretty cool skills.
Biggs: you got one of those laser sword things?
Luke: Yeah, but this was my father's.
Biggs: Still, a Jedi! Whaddaya know?!
Luke: It's a lifetime commitment, but we gotta get up there!
Biggs: Right! See you up there.
After the X-wings and Y-wings got up to orbit and every wing reported in.
X2: Grey Leader, Standing by.
Rebel Pilot 1: Gold Leader Standing by.
Rebel Pilot 2: Red 3, standing by.
Rebel Pilot 3: Gold 4, standing by.
Rebel Pilot 4: Red 2, standing by.
Rebel Pilot 5: Red Leader, standing by.
Biggs: Red 7, standing by.
Porkins: Red 6, standing by.
Grey 3: Grey 3, standing by.
Rebel Pilot 6: Gold 3, standing by.
Grey 2: Grey 2, standing by.
After many pilots fell in line, Luke was the last to finish it off before the rebels advanced on the station.
Luke: Red 5, standing by.
Back on the Ground, Wolffe had made himself known to the princess and offered to lead the ground assault when the battle above concluded. The princess granted his request due to his previous service in the Clone Wars.
Wolffe: Mech, get to the walker and take position near the left side of the temple! Massiff Squad, take your positions near the ruins and cover the walker as it comes by. Hunter, Tech, take a few soldiers and do some recon. Wrecker, stay near the AAC-2 tanks and tackle any additional heavy threats. And Rex…
Rex: I got my position, Wolffe, you gonna command the battle from the Walker?
Wolffe: Yes. What about the Commandos?
Rex: Boss, Fixer, cover the Recon team as they surveil the enemy.
Clones and Rebels: Yes, Sir!
As the battle began to rage above the surface of the battle station, Red Squadron handled the fighters, Grey Squadron targeted the turbolasers near the trench, and Gold Squadron was to deliver the ordinance into the exhaust port that was about two meters in diameter.
Inside the Death Star, Stormtroopers and pilots were scrambling to their fighters and X1 reconvened with his master as Vader began laying out the plan.
Vader: X1, You are to reboard your destroyer and take as many troops as you possibly can for a ground assault. You two pilots, with me.
X1: Master, I will lead the ground attack and catch the rebels off guard. After your role in the defense is done, reboard my destroyer. Let them think you are dead or at least out of commission.
Vader: Go to the other side of the planet before the assault begins.
X1: Yes, Master. All ground troops report to the hangar bays and board the Avarice.
When Vader and his TIE escorts joined the battle, the bombers began their attack through the trench. As the trio of TIEs pursued the bombers, many fighters were too occupied by the other fighters and turrets to divert their attention to Vader. In a few decisive moves by the Empire, all the Y-wings but Gold 2 were shot down, Red Leader, Red 6, and Red 9 were shot down.
Luke: Grey Leader, See if you can take off some of those TIEs, a couple of us are going into the trench.
X2: Copy, Red 5. Grey's 4, 3, and 5, go with Red Squadron and take down more of those fighters and turbolasers. Grey's 2 and 6, with me. We have to cover the trench.
Grey Squadron: Yes, Sir!
Gold 2: Red 3, This is Gold 2. Can you take a couple fighters and get the Imperials off me?!
Wedge: Copy, Gold 2.
Luke then switched on the targeting computer and had Red 7 and Red 2 covering him. Vader then made another attack run. Vader then took down the X-wing on the right and Luke realized that it was his best friend. After Luke was by himself, another voice spoke to him.
Kenobi Ghost: Use the Force, Luke.
With those words, Luke switched off his targeting computer and everyone monitoring Luke noticed.
Vader: The Force is strong with this one.
Rebel officer: Luke, you switched off your targeting computer. What's wrong?
Luke: Nothing. I'm alright.
When Vader had locked onto Luke's X-wing, a stray barrage of blaster bolts destroyed the TIE on Vader's right. This caught Luke and Vader by surprise, but Luke heard a familiar whoop from the smuggler who helped rescue the princess. When the TIE on Vader's left went Rogue and escaped the trench, Vader lost control of his fighter and flew out of the trench.
As Tarkin found a straight shot to the planet, Luke was speeding ever closer to the exhaust port.
Han: You're all clear, kid! Now let's blow this thing and go home!!!
As Luke took the shot, every rebel had their fingers crossed, and every Imperial Moff and officer that remained on the station had kept doing their duties and hoped that the rebels were quashed. As the proton torpedoes entered the port and Luke pulled up with every rebel ship, including the Falcon evacuated the battle station, one large explosion put an end to 2 decades of oppression on a large scale.
Han: Great shot, kid! That was one in a million!
After some more encouraging words from Obi-Wan's ghost. Luke came down from the adrenaline in his system and when the rebels landed, R2 had to go into the repair room and the rebels prepared a ceremony awarding Luke, Han, Chewbacca, Wedge, X2, and many others. Ahsoka and Rex were watching it and the togruta began to tear up because Luke's actions reflected that of her master.
Rex: I recognize that kind of flying anywhere in the galaxy.
Ahsoka: That's our Skyguy.
The following day, the rebels had prepared escape plans for the Empire's revenge. The AT-TE was positioned in a hidden side of the temple and covered in camouflage. The rebels and Clone specialists took their positions as Hunter led the Recon team of Tech, a few rebels, with Boss and Fixer covering their flanks.
Back at the base, Wolffe commanded the Vehicles from the AT-TE with Mech taking the pilot seat. As Rex and Ahsoka led the defense, X1 began leading the assault with Crosshair at his side once again.
With the clone recon team, Hunter found Crosshair with X1 and Hunter had to put aside his rage and report back to the Alliance command.
Hunter: Commander, We have a positive ID on the Imperial Assault. Crosshair is second in command.
Rex: I see. Massiff Squad, take your positions by the fountain.
Howzer: Right away, Sir! Boys, we need to hold the fountain. It's gonna be a clean path for the Empire if they don't make it through the ruins.
Tech: Wrecker, can you position yourself near the ruins and beat down any Imperial tanks?
Wrecker: Sure thing, Tech! I'm ready to blow some stuff up!!
When Leia had begun evacuating the transport ships, Luke, Han, Chewie and the princess had to find locations for a rebel base. As X1 began the charge he sent the walkers through the ruins and tanks through the hills. Crosshair stayed in cover moving with every shot he took.
As the Commandos saw X1 join the battle, they threw 2 thermal detonators at him, but X1 saw this coming and blocked it with the Force. As the two commandos fought the Imperial commander in hand to hand, X1 thought that these commandos would be easy pickings. After Fixer landed a mandalorian martial arts combo on the Imperial commander, the now bleeding commander thought that the fun was over. Boss drew his blaster and X1 drew his own and as the two began to fire, X1 threw Fixer towards the other commando. As the two commandos got up, they both charged the secret sith apprentice, but Boss was stabbed by the commander's sapphire blade. The blade had impaled his stomach, and X1 then slashed across the commando' chest. As the Commando collapsed on the ground, Fixer began firing his blaster at the commander, while X1 deflected every shot until the commando ditched the blaster and extended the wrist gauntlet blades and he lunged from above only to be suspended with the Force. After getting thrown, X1, twirled with the blade, cutting through his chest and decapitating the clone. X1 then pursued the rebels and joined his men.
As X2 had begun repairing the systems along with Echo, Shara had begun helping X2 take down the data spike and extracting the information before heading to the AA guns. When X2 had to reach a certain part on a high ledge, he tried jumping for it, but when he leaped high into the air, he grabbed the item and landed on his feet with some struggle. When X2 and Shara got the data extracted, Echo boarded the Marauder and went to pick up the rest of his squad.
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Luke: Master, look up in orbit!
Obi-Wan: An Imperial Star destroyer? Here? There hasn’t been one around here in years.
In the battle above, Vader had commanded that the ship be neutralized for capture. Many rebels aboard the now captured ship took defensive positions the Empire prepared to breach the door. As the door was being sliced open, the explosion had sent fragments and smoke throughout the hall, giving the stormtroopers ample time to fire upon their targets. With the rebels on the backpedal, two inconspicuous droids made their way to Princess Leia so she could move the plans away from the ship.
When the captain of the security forces was surrounded, Raymus Antilles became the first target of interrogation by Lord Vader.
Vader: Search the servers for the plans.
Stormtrooper: Yes, my lord.
As a squad of stormtroopers cleared the server room. They began searching through the many files before sending one trooper back to report their lack of files.
Stormtrooper: The plans are not in the primary computer.
Vader: Where are those plans you've transmitted?
Raymus: We have received no such transmissions. This is a consular ship, we're on a diplomatic mission.
Vader: If this is a consular ship where is the ambassador?
Before Captain Antilles could answer, he had succumbed to the choke hold Vader had him in, and when Vader realized this, he had literally tossed him aside.
Vader: Commander, tear this ship apart until you found those plans, and bring me the passengers. I want them alive!!!
As Vader's forces swept through the ship, officers aboard the destroyer had seen an escape pod.
Officer 1: Sir, one of the escape pods has been jettisoned.
Officer 2: Hold your fire. There's no life forms aboard.
Officer 1: We need to report this to Lord Vader.
In one of the darker sections of the ship, 3 stormtroopers came across a woman in a white dress and cloak.
Stormtrooper 1: There's one. Set for stun.
After a brief exchange and 1 stormtrooper is killed, Leia then collapses after getting stunned and the pair of stormtroopers are about to bring her to Vader.
Stormtrooper 1: Inform Lord Vader we found our ambassador.
As Vader had intensely debated the Princess, Obi-wan, Luke, and the Bad Batch had found the escape pod with two droids that Kenobi could definitely recognize, despite not seeing them in almost 20 years.
3PO: Thank the Maker! I'm so glad that you came to rescue us. We came from a ship that rudely sent us away.
Kenobi: C-3PO? R2-D2?
3PO: Yes, I am C-3PO, human/cyborg relations, and this is my counterpart, R2-D2, who has been saying repeatedly to find an Obi-wan Kenobi.
Luke: Then you found him. Master, how do you know these droids?
Kenobi: That is a story for when we return back home.
When the pair of Jedi and clones returned to Kenobi's hut, R2 went to Kenobi and gave him the button input and Leia's message began to play for all of them to see.
Leia: General Kenobi. Years ago. You had served my father in the clone wars, from what he had told me prior to your rescuing me from Daiyu, you were a capable leader of men, and able to win battles for the Republic. Now, the Alliance is in its darkest hour. Help me Obi-Wan Kenobi. You're my only hope.
Obi-Wan had remembered rescuing her on Daiyu almost a decade ago, and knew that this would be a good test for Luke to face Vader. When the Bad Batch were curious to know what the plan was, Obi-wan had begun formulating a rescue attempt.
Kenobi: We need to head to Alderaan and meet with Bail once again. If we can meet with another spy within the network, we can use their ship to slip past the Imperial patrols.
Tech: If we do get caught, I can create some fake chain codes and get us past if we get stopped.
Luke: What do I need to do when we get to Alderaan, Master?
Kenobi: You will stay at my side in case Vader makes a surprise visit.
Luke: Vader? I'm not sure I'm ready for this.
Kenobi: Don't give into fear. It leads to the Dark side.
Luke: Yes, Master.
Aboard the Death Star, Leia is brought to the cell block and Vader begins the interrogation. A black, spherical droid with a syringe containing a truth serum floated into the cell approaching the Princess after a path was cleared.
After the serum entered Leia's system, Vader began to assist the hallucination, and slipped in a little bit of the truth unbeknownst to both parties.
VadeBail: Princess, this is your father. I've been cut off from my royal guard and need to retreat from Imperial Forces. Where is a rebel base I can evacuate to?
Despite Vader's efforts, Leia had resisted the urge to tell the truth, at the cost of immense pain and suffering. When the serum wore off Vader took the droid and reported to Tarkin on the observation deck.
Vader: Her resistance to the mind probe is astonishing, but she will break soon.
Tarkin: I understand, Lord Vader. We have to meet with the rest of the Moffs on level 81C.
As the many officers and Moffs have a heated discussion about the very station they are residing in, Tarkin and Vader come in and their mere presence had stopped the bickering, if only for a small moment.
Moff: The Rebellion, who's too well equipped, mind you, will continue to garner support in the Imperial Senate…
Tarkin: The Imperial Senate is no longer a concern to us. We had just received word that the Emperor has dissolved the council permanently. The last remnants of the Old Republic have been swept away for good.
Moff: This cannot be! How will we maintain control without the bureaucracy?
Tarkin: Regional governors, General Tagge. They will keep the systems in line through fear and maintain control over these territories.
Tagge: Again, what of the Rebels? If the plans remain in their hands, they may find a weakness and exploit it.
Vader: The plans in question will return to Imperial custody.
Motti: Any revolt made against this station by the rebels will be a futile gesture, no matter how much data they obtained. We are now standing inside the ultimate power in the universe. My suggestion is that we use it!
Vader: The power you boast about this technological terror, has inflamed and bloated your pride. The ability and decision to destroy a planet is insignificant next to the power of the Force.
As the Moff began to insecurity salvage his pride in the station to Lord Vader of all people, Vader had grown tired of this Moff's rambling and discrediting of the Force, and raised his hand to hold his tongue for the officer, or rather his throat.
Vader: I find your lack of faith disturbing.
Tarkin had noticed one of the moffs struggling and realized that Vader's physical domineering would further divide the conference and dely any decisions the Empire had to make.
Tarkin: Enough of this pointless bickering! Vader, release him!
Vader: As you wish.
Motti then began to regain his breathing and a newfound level of fear for the Dark lord.
Tarkin: Vader will extract the location of the Rebel Fortress and crush the Rebellion in one swift stroke by the time this station is operational.
Tarkin then adjourned the meeting and when the officers left, he sent a communication to the cell block.
Tarkin: Bring the princess to the observation deck. Her interrogation is far from over.
Station Trooper: Yes, Sir.
Tarkin: Observation deck, set course of Alderaan.
Officer: Yes, Sir.
When Vader and Tarkin arrived at the observation deck, they were greeted by the troopers escorting Princess Leia. The leader of the Imperial Moffs then mocked a courteous greeting to the rebellious princess and began his own methods of interrogation.
Tarkin: Princess Leia, how lovely to see you again.
Leia: Governor Tarkin, I knew I smelled a certain familiar stench when I was brought on board, as well as who held the leash of this mechanical monster.
Tarkin: Charming to the last. Before I sign the order of your execution, allow yourself to be my guest in unveiling the full power of this station, assuring that no one will be able to oppose the Emperor.
Leia: The tighter you make your grip, Governor, the more star systems will slip right through your fingers.
Tarkin: Not after this little ceremony, my dear. Since this is a special occasion, I will let you choose which planet will be destroyed first. Depending on your choice, I may disregard your execution.
Leia: The fact you have the guts to end my life surprises me. I never took you for someone to do such a thing.
Tarkin: Since you have proven yourself reluctant to give us the location of your rebel base, this station's inaugural target shall be your home planet of Alderaan.
Leia: No. Alderaan is peaceful! We have no arms to use and would never…
Tarkin: Then you would prefer another target? A military target? Then name the system!!!
Leia couldn't maintain her professional facade any longer and knew she had to pick a system to appease the Imperials' demands.
Vader had told Tarkin prior to bringing her to the observation deck that if she was to choose Dantooine, the place had been cleared out by Imperial Forces when they rescued him.
Tarkin: This will be the final time I ask you. Where is the rebel base, child?
Leia: Dantooine. They're… They're on Dantooine.
Tarkin then began to feel satisfied with the answer and continued with his operation to destroy Alderaan and continue to psychologically torment the young princess.
Tarkin: There. You see, Lord Vader? This one is capable of reason. Continue the operation and you may fire when ready.
Leia: What?!
Tarkin: You're far too trusting. Dantooine has been clear of any significant rebel activity for quite some time now and is unworthy of a proper demonstration. I will credit you for giving me some true information, but it was not the information I needed. No need to worry, Your Highness. Your rebel friends will be dealt with soon enough.
As the main superlaser eye of the Death Star began to charge, the people of Alderaan had no idea of their imminent demise from not only galactic records, but off the galactic map entirely. One such fighter, who had been punished years ago for insubordination was about to reenter the fight when the Empire cut his freedom to operate short.
Saw: I understand that my actions on Geonosis years ago were wrong, and that I had made a tactically unsound move against the Empire. I thank the ones that had rescued us and I apologize for the men I abandoned in pursuit of a goal that consumed me and made me act without honor.
Bail: You have served your sentence and we need your ability to lead now more than ever. Are you willing to keep yourself under control when being handed the responsibility of leadership once again?
A captain of the Alderaan protection detail had warned Bail Organa of the Empire's presence in the system with a large moon-like object appearing in their skies.
Saw looked up and saw it from his seat and whispered what would be his final words.
Saw: No… So this is how it ends. I'm ready. I'm coming, Steela.
As the eight small beams of light focused into a single beam of energy, every citizen of Alderaan sought cover, but the energy blast was too much for everything to withstand. When the blast reached the palace, Bail, Breha, Saw and every citizen, structure, and ship, as well of the planet itself, became nothing but debris, asteroids, and a symbol of the Empire's new capability of destruction.
Moments before the destruction of the planet, The Bad Batch had looked around for any sign of Luke's uncle and aunt. When Luke found the group near a destroyed homestead with Owen and Beru shot and beaten to death by Tusken raiders, Luke began to examine the bodies of the closest family he had for a little over half his life. Obi-Wan found the group and saw his apprentice begin shedding tears over who had been his guardians and family, something Kenobi knew his father had, but in Luke's case it was a more stable family than Anakin's. Luke remembered his Uncle showing him the unmarked stones near the homestead belonging to his biological grandmother and his step grandfather, and began carrying them to the burial plots near the two graves made over 2 decades ago. As the Bad Batch helped Luke bury them, Obi-Wan had some words of advice for the young Skywalker that he had regrettably neglected to give Anakin.
Kenobi: I never told your father this because I was too focused on my mission before the Clone Wars. Even though they had no belief in it like we do, they too are now one with the Force. If you need time to think about your path from this point forward, whatever you choose, I will completely understand.
Luke: It's alright, Master Kenobi. I want to continue my path as a Jedi, like my father before me. I understand why they showed me the graves of my grandparents and why they kept the truth about my father from me. When I chose to go with you, when I was a kid, I dedicated myself to the memory of who my father was. I still do so today. I will not let the memories of my father, my uncle, my aunt, nor even my mother be squandered in my path to be a Jedi.
Kenobi: I am so proud of you, Luke. Your father would be too.
Hunter: I understand the loss of a home, Luke. We all do.
Tech: Yes. Change is inevitable and if we take advantage of it, it'll be for the better.
Luke: Thank you all. Master, I have an idea. You and I will take the landspeeder and head into Mos Eisley and we'll find someone to take us to Alderaan and rescue the Princess.
Tech: What about the Marauder? We can take you there just fine.
Kenobi: You will be hunting the Tuskens that destroyed the homestead and killed the Lars family. Wrecker, you will pose as a wanderer and wizard sent to bring oblivion to the Tuskens.
Wrecker: Do I still get to blow stuff up?
Hunter: Yes, Wrecker. You're "commanding" explosions.
Wrecker: Oooooooooohhhhh!!!!!! I LIKE the sound of THAT!
As Wrecker and the Bad Batch tormented the tuskens, Luke and Obi-Wan went into town to find a member of their spy network and sneak them to Alderaan. When they pulled up to the cantina, the bartender gave them notice about the droids needing to stay outside. When a large hairy creature greeted the master, Obi-Wan understood him and beckoned Luke to follow him to the table where the Wookiee sat.
Han: My copilot, Chewbacca, tells me that you and a few others need a ride to Alderaan.
Kenobi: Yes, and you are.
Han: I'm Han Solo. Captain of the Millennium Falcon. What’s the cargo?
Kenobi: Let’s see, about six passengers, two droids, and no questions asked.
Han You are asking me to transport a lot of people. Given that amount, I have to take a certain fee for any extra passengers. I’d say that would get you about… let’s say… 24,000 credits.
Luke: Master, we can get a pretty decent and comfortable ship with that price.
Chewie then “nudged’ Han, although harder than a human is used to, to drop the price because of who they were.
Han: Alright, Chewie. Fine. I’ll drop the price. If we don’t get a real profit from these guys Jabba will leaving more than a slime trail wherever he goes. Alright, gentlemen, I’m willing to drop the price by 30%...
Chewie roared in a slight protest.
Han: Ok, 45%, because he likes your kind of people. Given that discount, you’ll owe me about 13,200 credits.
Kenobi: Sounds reasonable enough, if it’s a fast ship.
Han: Fast ship? You’ve never heard of the Millenium Falcon?! It’s the ship that made the Kessel run in less than twelve parsecs. Name me one other ship that has done that or even anything close to it!
Kenobi: Alright. We’ll pay you 5,040 now, plus 17,400 when we reach Alderaan.
Han: 22? Hmm. Alright, old man, you got yourself a deal. Meet us in Hangar bay 77 when you’re ready.
When the Jedi left the cantina, Chewbacca went to get the repairs underway and prepared for a fight with anyone trying to stop them. Luke then contacted the spies they had assisted and told them to link with the bad batch. When the Clones dropped the ship in one of the other hangar bays, Tech used the forged chain code and met the group. After a confirmational exchange of ships, The Bad Batch received communications about the deal their Jedi commanders had struck with another deep cover spy.
Just as Han was about to leave the cantina himself, he was stopped by a Rodian with a blaster to his chest. When the pair sat back down, Han explained his tightness for credits to the Rodian messenger of Jabba the Hutt, to no avail. After a few more exchanges of quips and empty promises, both fired their blasters at the same time, but Han’s was the shot that landed in the Rodian’s chest, while the Rodian’s landed on the floor, startling the next customer that walked in. After shots were fired, Han paid the bartender for any damages that were caused by the short firefight.
When the Bad batch got to the hangar bay, they decided to wait by the door and split up walking around to blend in and waited on the Jedi as well as the pilot of their transport. As an Imperial squad came up to the pair near the landspeeder, the squad asked for their identification, but the Jedi have been practicing.
Stormtrooper: Let me see your ID’s please.
Obi-Wan: You don’t need to see our identifications.
Stormtrooper: ‘We don’t need to see your identifications.’
Luke: You will apologize for interrupting our business.
Stormtrooper: ‘We apologize for interrupting your business.’
Kenobi: Move along.
Stormtrooper: Move along. Move along.
As Jabba found Solo, who had snuck up behind him and Han made his case personally. After convincing the large slug-like crime lord to give him more time to pay the debt he owed, Boba had a strange suspicion that that turn of events was not going to transpire.
A black hooded figure with a comlink had found the Millenium Falcon and notified the Imperial Garrison to meet him near the hangar bays. The squad commander had asked for directions and the black-hooded spy pointed through the doorway to Bay 77. As the Bad Batch boarded the YT-1300 freighter, Luke and Obi-wan were right behind them and as Han and Chewbacca were about to board and get it up and running, the squad of stormtroopers had rushed into the hangar bay and Han landed a few well-placed shots, before Chewie fired up the engines and escaped the clutches of the sand troopers on Tatooine.
On the other side of the spaceport, another rebel spy group took the Marauder back to Yavin 4 to take the heat off of the Falcon.
When the coast was clear, the group came out of the hidden compartments in the floor of the ship Han used to smuggle spice. Han and Obi-Wan were coming up with a plan that involved disabling the tractor beam, rescuing the princess, and leaving the station. Tech, Han, Luke and Hunter were the only ones that could fit the Stormtrooper armor so they were going to don the disguises. Echo and Kenobi were going to disable the tractor beam, and Wrecker was going to stay with the droids and update the team regarding the ship.
Han had called out for some assistance with a lot of "cargo" to offload and Echo and Tech blasted the four that came up and stripped them of their armor and weapons. Luke then donned his armor and Obi-Wan held onto his apprentice's blade as the pair split up to perform their parts of the plan.
Wrecker stayed in the Falcon and kept a watch on the two droids while the rest of them went along with the plan. When the group made it to the observation post above the hangar, they decided to get their nerves out in the air.
Tech: I can concur with Rex. These Stormtrooper helmets are really difficult to see out of.
Hunter: Can't say I agree. I'm not having any problems seeing out of this.
Echo: Because Tarkin probably saw your helmet design and mass produced it for the stormtrooper design.
Han: Cut it out! I need to think!
Obi-Wan: Echo, you're with me.
Han: Where are you two going?
Kenobi: Disabling the tractor beam like we planned.
Han: Alright, old man. At least someone remembers the plan.
Kenobi: You know your position, Luke. May the Force be with you all.
After the Negotiator and Clone snuck their way to the tractor beam control room, Han and the rest of the "stormtroopers" began "escorting" their wookiee prisoner to the cell block to get the princess from her cell. Whenever the group was alone, they'd have their own conversations about the past, opinions about those they just met, and put them aside when they regrouped.
After X1 had finished his Force-assisted torture, Leia was visibly shaking from the nightmares X1 put into her mind. In her mind, she kept the image of the Jedi who rescued her and the hope that the rebellion remained safe. The lightsaber wielding commander then felt a disturbance in the force and decided to inform his master.
X1: The princess has been interrogated, but I saw in her mind a forest with ruins, it was dark inside what looked like a temple, but the images flashed at a blazing speed. Also, I feel a disturbance in the Force.
Vader: Excellent work, my apprentice. I have felt it too, but it seems familiar to me.
X1: The one that I have felt is someone far younger. Could it possibly be an apprentice? As Vader and X1 continued to identify who they found in the Force, Vader figured it out and ordered X1 to follow him. They were to update Tarkin about who they found.
Back with the Cell block, the officers and other stormtroopers were killed and another officer had tried to check on the cell block from the comms.
Officer: We heard blaster fire coming from your cell block. What’s wrong?
Han: Uh, uh, my apologies. There was a slight weapons malfunction. We’re alright now. Thank you.
Officer. We’ll send a medical team immediately to your location.
Han: NO, no! One of the stray shots triggered a reactor leak and it’s a rather large one. I repeat, large leak, very dangerous.
Officer: Who is this? What’s your Identification number?
Han had no idea what to tell the officer next and in his stress, fired at the comms and sped up the rescue plan. Luke opened the cell to see Leia get up from her cell’s bed/seat and comment about his height.
Luke: Huh? Oh, yeah. I’m Luke Skywalker, we’re here to rescue you. My master is Obi-Wan Kenobi.
The mention of Obi-Wan sparked the Princess to join in the escape and Chewie, Tech, Hunter, and Han were holding back the incoming waves of Stormtroopers trying to find a way out. When Luke found a grate, he told Han to cover him, but Leia took the blaster and covered him while he used the Force to remove the grate. When the wookiee, clones, smuggler, princess, and jedi padawan jumped into the grate, Luke sealed the grate shut with the Force and they found out that they were in the trash compactor.
Back with the elder Jedi and the clone, they found the tractor beam terminals but Echo did his best to act like a droid doing maintenance. What moved the troopers away from the clone was the Jedi making an imaginary stone appear and knock on the walls, forcing the troopers to check it out. When the tractor beam generators were deactivated, the Jedi and Clone went their separate ways back to the Falcon. When Vader and X1 approached Tarkin they gave him their confirmed identities of the jedi.
Vader: He is here.
Tarkin: Obi-Wan Kenobi?
X1: He also has an apprentice with him. We will put an end to these Jedi and grind the rebel’s efforts to a halt.
Tarkin then recieved a communication from another officer about the Princess escaping her cell with some help. Vader then ordered a new squad of troopers to report to the hangar where the Falcon was kept and capture any others who are aboard or nearby.
As the stormtroopers scrambled to find the Princess and her rescue party, the droids stopped the trash compactor from crushing the group, and when they got the uncomfortable plastoid armor off, Luke departed from the group to get his saber back. As the clones, smuggler, and wookiee saw the Falcon in the hangar bay they had to plan how to get past the stormtroopers.
Leia: You came in that thing? You’re much braver than I thought.
Han: See, fuzzball, I told you she would be interested.
Leia: Keep it in check, flyboy.
In the hangar bay, Wrecker began to get a bit nervous and saw the dorids moving the mechanism before hearing stormtroopers secure the hangar, and lots of them. Before X1 joined his master, he planted a tracking beacon on the Falcon so they could escape and lead them to the rebel base. Just as Echo reunited with the group, Obi-wan had begun hearing a breathing along with two sets of footsteps. Vader and Obi-wan activated their blades with Luke’s gaze fixed on Vader, while X1 had his eyes focused on Luke.
Vader: I’ve been waiting for you, Kenobi. We meet again at last. The circle is now complete. When I left you, I was but the learner, now I am the master.
Kenobi: Only a master of evil, Sith.
As the two blades clashed, X1 had begun charging at Luke with his saber ignited. Luke snapped out of the stare of awe and focussed on his first test. He activated his blade before X1’s sapphire blade could cut off the young padawn’s head with a reverse gripped slash.
X1: It’s been a very long while since I clashed blades with a Jedi. Didn't your so-called master teach you about underestimating your opponents?
Luke: You’d be surprised.
As the two continued clashing blades, X1 continued to use his own version of Dun Moc to excite himself and add more fury to his strikes. During one clash, Luke mentioned that he talked too much and broke the saber clash, landed a kick to his gut and pushed him into the adjacent wall knocking him out. Luke then made his way to confront Vader with Obi-Wan. Luke activated his blade and the duo managed to put Vader on the backpedal. When a blast door closed separating Luke and Obi-wan, Obi-wan was alone in facing Vader.
Vader: Your powers are weak, old man. Your apprentice is strong, but not strong enough.
Kenobi: He may have much to learn, but if you strike me down, I shall become more powerful than you could possibly imagine. You know you can’t win this, Sith.
As Luke saw Vader and his master dueling, even the stormtroopers took an interest in something that hadn’t happened in a little over 3 years for some, but only 3 days for others. This gave the rebels and droids a chance to escape, but Wrecker was ready for a firefight, and almost raring for one. As Luke saw his amster for what would be the last time, Kenobi surrendered himself to the will of the Force. As Vader took a downward slash from Kenobi’s left shoulder across his chest, but to the surprise of both Vader and Luke, Kenobi disappeared into thin air. This was a lesson that Kenobi had learned while in exile and while training Luke. He became one with the force the instant upon death.
Luke: NO!!!
With that, the stormtroopers focussed their fire on the escaping rebels, and Wrecker was having a blast, figuratively and literally. Luke activated his blade and deflected blaster fire with every shot that came his way, and when one shot hit the blast door’s control panel, Vader began to see the battle for himself. Luke had continued to fight off the Imperial blaster fire despite all the others telling him to get on board. As the Blast doors closed, the only voice that got Luke to budge was that of Kenobi. Vader had heard this and slowly became unsettled.
Kenobi Ghost: Run, Luke! Run!!
Vader: Kenobi?
As Luke ran for the Falcon, the crew lifted off and Vader ordered a squad of TIEs to pursue the Falcon.
X1: No, Master. We have to let the ship go.
Vader: You dare disobey me?!
X1: No, Master. I slipped a tracking device into the ship so we can jump to where the base is.
Vader: I see. Your training has served you well.
When the crew escaped, Wrecker and Hunter manned the top and bottom guns to repel the TIE fighter squadron sent to take them down. Luke had secured Leia and allowed himself to break down and let out some of his emotions, although slowly. In that moment, the voices in his head soothing him were Obi-Wan, Yoda, and a Jedi he had met on Mandalore once.
As Han and Chewbacca began maneuvering in ways that the TIEs were missing most of their shots, Wrecker and Hunter had each tagged 2 as Luke stood in the middle of the guns and closed his eyes. He reached out with the Force and threw one fighter into the other to the surprise of the clones in the turrets. After the last of the TIEs were shot down, they began heading back to Yavin, with Luke passed out from exhaustion. Wrecker carried the unconscious padawan to the bunks and when Leia woke up Luke, the group exited the Falcon and Han and Chewie collected the payment and began to store it in the Falcon.
Luke was going into the briefing when he was stopped by a Togruta.
Ahsoka: Luke. Hey. Are you alright?
Luke: Ahsoka? I thought you'd be in a deep cover operation.
Ahsoka: Master Yoda told me to look after you. I know what happened to Master Kenobi.
Luke: I'll meet up with you later. I have to get to this briefing.
As Luke got into the meeting, he listened to how the battle station was going to be attacked. In the Hangar bay, Leia and Chewbacca had been talking to Han to convince him to stay with the rebellion.
Han: With this payment, I can get that slimo off my back and be done with this Empire nonsense.
Leia: If you do get whoever it is you owe out of your life, what will you do next, in case you didn't realize it, your best friend has been part of our Alliance for years.
Han: What?! Why didn't you tell me, scruffy?
Chewie then explained to Han about it and Han had started thinking about ending their friendship with Chewie right then and there.
After the Bad Batch reunited with their ship, they found a familiar Twi'lek and caught up on everything that went on between them. They even met a young Jacen Syndulla for a short while before hearing over the intercom that the Death Star had arrived in their orbit.
Leia: While the Empire may have found our location, we can still prevent them from wiping us out in both the surface and in orbit. Rex, you and Ahsoka prepare the ground forces for a ground assault and any reprisals after we destroy the station. Ahsoka, if Vader joins the ground assault, you take him down. X2, Grey Leader, you and your Squadron know your mission with Gold and Red squadrons.
As every pilot began boarding their fighters and bombers, Luke happened to run into an old friend.
Biggs: Luke?
Luke: Biggs!!!!
Biggs: What are you doing here? I thought you were still shooting womp rats on Tatooine!
Luke: I've actually been with Old Ben and learned some pretty cool skills.
Biggs: you got one of those laser sword things?
Luke: Yeah, but this was my father's.
Biggs: Still, a Jedi! Whaddaya know?!
Luke: It's a lifetime commitment, but we gotta get up there!
Biggs: Right! See you up there.
After the X-wings and Y-wings got up to orbit and every wing reported in.
X2: Grey Leader, Standing by.
Rebel Pilot 1: Gold Leader Standing by.
Rebel Pilot 2: Red 3, standing by.
Rebel Pilot 3: Gold 4, standing by.
Rebel Pilot 4: Red 2, standing by.
Rebel Pilot 5: Red Leader, standing by.
Biggs: Red 7, standing by.
Porkins: Red 6, standing by.
Grey 3: Grey 3, standing by.
Rebel Pilot 6: Gold 3, standing by.
Grey 2: Grey 2, standing by.
After many pilots fell in line, Luke was the last to finish it off before the rebels advanced on the station.
Luke: Red 5, standing by.
Back on the Ground, Wolffe had made himself known to the princess and offered to lead the ground assault when the battle above concluded. The princess granted his request due to his previous service in the Clone Wars.
Wolffe: Mech, get to the walker and take position near the left side of the temple! Massiff Squad, take your positions near the ruins and cover the walker as it comes by. Hunter, Tech, take a few soldiers and do some recon. Wrecker, stay near the AAC-2 tanks and tackle any additional heavy threats. And Rex…
Rex: I got my position, Wolffe, you gonna command the battle from the Walker?
Wolffe: Yes. What about the Commandos?
Rex: Boss, Fixer, cover the Recon team as they surveil the enemy.
Clones and Rebels: Yes, Sir!
As the battle began to rage above the surface of the battle station, Red Squadron handled the fighters, Grey Squadron targeted the turbolasers near the trench, and Gold Squadron was to deliver the ordinance into the exhaust port that was about two meters in diameter.
Inside the Death Star, Stormtroopers and pilots were scrambling to their fighters and X1 reconvened with his master as Vader began laying out the plan.
Vader: X1, You are to reboard your destroyer and take as many troops as you possibly can for a ground assault. You two pilots, with me.
X1: Master, I will lead the ground attack and catch the rebels off guard. After your role in the defense is done, reboard my destroyer. Let them think you are dead or at least out of commission.
Vader: Go to the other side of the planet before the assault begins.
X1: Yes, Master. All ground troops report to the hangar bays and board the Avarice.
When Vader and his TIE escorts joined the battle, the bombers began their attack through the trench. As the trio of TIEs pursued the bombers, many fighters were too occupied by the other fighters and turrets to divert their attention to Vader. In a few decisive moves by the Empire, all the Y-wings but Gold 2 were shot down, Red Leader, Red 6, and Red 9 were shot down.
Luke: Grey Leader, See if you can take off some of those TIEs, a couple of us are going into the trench.
X2: Copy, Red 5. Grey's 4, 3, and 5, go with Red Squadron and take down more of those fighters and turbolasers. Grey's 2 and 6, with me. We have to cover the trench.
Grey Squadron: Yes, Sir!
Gold 2: Red 3, This is Gold 2. Can you take a couple fighters and get the Imperials off me?!
Wedge: Copy, Gold 2.
Luke then switched on the targeting computer and had Red 7 and Red 2 covering him. Vader then made another attack run. Vader then took down the X-wing on the right and Luke realized that it was his best friend. After Luke was by himself, another voice spoke to him.
Kenobi Ghost: Use the Force, Luke.
With those words, Luke switched off his targeting computer and everyone monitoring Luke noticed.
Vader: The Force is strong with this one.
Rebel officer: Luke, you switched off your targeting computer. What's wrong?
Luke: Nothing. I'm alright.
When Vader had locked onto Luke's X-wing, a stray barrage of blaster bolts destroyed the TIE on Vader's right. This caught Luke and Vader by surprise, but Luke heard a familiar whoop from the smuggler who helped rescue the princess. When the TIE on Vader's left went Rogue and escaped the trench, Vader lost control of his fighter and flew out of the trench.
As Tarkin found a straight shot to the planet, Luke was speeding ever closer to the exhaust port.
Han: You're all clear, kid! Now let's blow this thing and go home!!!
As Luke took the shot, every rebel had their fingers crossed, and every Imperial Moff and officer that remained on the station had kept doing their duties and hoped that the rebels were quashed. As the proton torpedoes entered the port and Luke pulled up with every rebel ship, including the Falcon evacuated the battle station, one large explosion put an end to 2 decades of oppression on a large scale.
Han: Great shot, kid! That was one in a million!
After some more encouraging words from Obi-Wan's ghost. Luke came down from the adrenaline in his system and when the rebels landed, R2 had to go into the repair room and the rebels prepared a ceremony awarding Luke, Han, Chewbacca, Wedge, X2, and many others. Ahsoka and Rex were watching it and the togruta began to tear up because Luke's actions reflected that of her master.
Rex: I recognize that kind of flying anywhere in the galaxy.
Ahsoka: That's our Skyguy.
The following day, the rebels had prepared escape plans for the Empire's revenge. The AT-TE was positioned in a hidden side of the temple and covered in camouflage. The rebels and Clone specialists took their positions as Hunter led the Recon team of Tech, a few rebels, with Boss and Fixer covering their flanks.
Back at the base, Wolffe commanded the Vehicles from the AT-TE with Mech taking the pilot seat. As Rex and Ahsoka led the defense, X1 began leading the assault with Crosshair at his side once again.
With the clone recon team, Hunter found Crosshair with X1 and Hunter had to put aside his rage and report back to the Alliance command.
Hunter: Commander, We have a positive ID on the Imperial Assault. Crosshair is second in command.
Rex: I see. Massiff Squad, take your positions by the fountain.
Howzer: Right away, Sir! Boys, we need to hold the fountain. It's gonna be a clean path for the Empire if they don't make it through the ruins.
Tech: Wrecker, can you position yourself near the ruins and beat down any Imperial tanks?
Wrecker: Sure thing, Tech! I'm ready to blow some stuff up!!
When Leia had begun evacuating the transport ships, Luke, Han, Chewie and the princess had to find locations for a rebel base. As X1 began the charge he sent the walkers through the ruins and tanks through the hills. Crosshair stayed in cover moving with every shot he took.
As the Commandos saw X1 join the battle, they threw 2 thermal detonators at him, but X1 saw this coming and blocked it with the Force. As the two commandos fought the Imperial commander in hand to hand, X1 thought that these commandos would be easy pickings. After Fixer landed a mandalorian martial arts combo on the Imperial commander, the now bleeding commander thought that the fun was over. Boss drew his blaster and X1 drew his own and as the two began to fire, X1 threw Fixer towards the other commando. As the two commandos got up, they both charged the secret sith apprentice, but Boss was stabbed by the commander's sapphire blade. The blade had impaled his stomach, and X1 then slashed across the commando' chest. As the Commando collapsed on the ground, Fixer began firing his blaster at the commander, while X1 deflected every shot until the commando ditched the blaster and extended the wrist gauntlet blades and he lunged from above only to be suspended with the Force. After getting thrown, X1, twirled with the blade, cutting through his chest and decapitating the clone. X1 then pursued the rebels and joined his men.
As X2 had begun repairing the systems along with Echo, Shara had begun helping X2 take down the data spike and extracting the information before heading to the AA guns. When X2 had to reach a certain part on a high ledge, he tried jumping for it, but when he leaped high into the air, he grabbed the item and landed on his feet with some struggle. When X2 and Shara got the data extracted, Echo boarded the Marauder and went to pick up the rest of his squad.
2023.03.29 03:23 Blazing_Sadness "Nobody wants to work anymore/young people are lazy" Rant
I typed this up during the holidays (written on Nov. 27, 2022) and planned to share my work experience so far so you could reference this to stubborn family members who insist "this generation just doesn't want to work these days".
Life got busy so here it is now. Anecdotes only go so far but I know y'all will resonate with it.
I started working when I was 17 at a daycare part-time while in high school. I was very lucky to start at $15/hr. I kept that job for two summers after finishing HS while attending college. By the end of my time there, my pay was increased to $17/hr. In college I picked up a student job on campus at the library. While working part-time at the library, and attending classes as a full-time student, I also worked at 2 unpaid internships relevant to my degree. In my senior year, the pandemic hit and I lost my library job and my two internships. I graduated with a Bachelor's degree in Biochemistry and was spit out into a world that was completely shut down with no job posting.
It wasn't easy finding a job in my field during/after the pandemic, and I did a series of odd jobs during the height of COVID. I was also incredibly lucky to be able to live with family during this time to keep costs low. I spent a full year applying to jobs relevant to my degree (while working these odd-jobs). I kept track of applications in Excel and sent 393 applications before being offered a position, after getting interviews with only 10. Never even heard back from 90% - not letting me know if I had been rejected or if they had even seen my application. This position I landed paid minimum wage, but I accepted it and told myself that it's experience and I can ask for more money with I prove myself, and find ways to make ends meet for now. I lived with family for four more months while I searched for the cheapest apartment in my area I could find - a $1200 1 bed.
This workplace ended up being terrible. It was a very small non-profit, with only 3 employees and a director. The 2 other employees and I were 'department heads' (each making ~30,000k/year while the average for that position is at least $50,000k) with the work of about 3-5 people each on our plates. Our director was a nightmare who would verbally abuse us and targeted one of us with sexual harassment. I lasted 4 months there. There was no HR person, of course. The three of us pleaded with the Board of Directors (our director's bosses) to help us, but they refused to get involved because the Board also feared our director.
We all quit within 2 weeks of each other. To make rent, I picked up a retail job.
I completely broke down in frustration when today at this new job I overheard my boss offer a new part time hire a buck more per hour ($17/hr.) than I'm am currently making, even though I am full time. He was not trying to be silent or private about this. He offered the new person the job and increased pay in front of me and another coworker in the back room, at a normal conversation level, only a few feet where we were working. My boss knew I overheard, and shortly after came up to me with two $5 dollar store gift cards to the store and said, "You're great, please don't quit." Unfortunately, this isn't the first time he's pulled stuff like this. Whenever he is aware he's done something wrong, he bribes us with gift cards to our own store.
I am now 23, making less (16/hr.) than I made at my part-time high school job and with costs of living rising and rising, I'm planning on moving back in with my parents after only a year on my own.
I think about my finances constantly and check my bank account at least once a day. I don't think older folks grasp just how perpetually stressed millennials and gen z are about their finances and futures. I've beat myself up so much over even attending college and spending all that money. In an ideal job market, then maybe my degree could land a higher paying position. But this market is sluggish and most applications don't even get read, instead getting immediately tossed in the bin by an AI. In my retail job, plenty of my coworkers were in the same boat; they have a Bachelors or Masters but cannot find a place that will pay them fairly for that experience. It seems like we have to work twice as hard as older generations for 1/2 of the return.
TLDR: I graduated high school, went to college, studied a STEM field and received a degree, worked multiple jobs and internships in tandem, proved my value and asked for raises - so what gives? It seems like I did everything right by the books, but I was no more rewarded (as the adults in my young life promised) for it than my peers who chose different paths. I have gotten screwed over in job after job. I grew up being told that if you work hard and keep your head down, your hard work will be recognized and rewarded. I now fully believe that is a lie, or at least no longer true today.
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Life got busy so here it is now. Anecdotes only go so far but I know y'all will resonate with it.
I started working when I was 17 at a daycare part-time while in high school. I was very lucky to start at $15/hr. I kept that job for two summers after finishing HS while attending college. By the end of my time there, my pay was increased to $17/hr. In college I picked up a student job on campus at the library. While working part-time at the library, and attending classes as a full-time student, I also worked at 2 unpaid internships relevant to my degree. In my senior year, the pandemic hit and I lost my library job and my two internships. I graduated with a Bachelor's degree in Biochemistry and was spit out into a world that was completely shut down with no job posting.
It wasn't easy finding a job in my field during/after the pandemic, and I did a series of odd jobs during the height of COVID. I was also incredibly lucky to be able to live with family during this time to keep costs low. I spent a full year applying to jobs relevant to my degree (while working these odd-jobs). I kept track of applications in Excel and sent 393 applications before being offered a position, after getting interviews with only 10. Never even heard back from 90% - not letting me know if I had been rejected or if they had even seen my application. This position I landed paid minimum wage, but I accepted it and told myself that it's experience and I can ask for more money with I prove myself, and find ways to make ends meet for now. I lived with family for four more months while I searched for the cheapest apartment in my area I could find - a $1200 1 bed.
This workplace ended up being terrible. It was a very small non-profit, with only 3 employees and a director. The 2 other employees and I were 'department heads' (each making ~30,000k/year while the average for that position is at least $50,000k) with the work of about 3-5 people each on our plates. Our director was a nightmare who would verbally abuse us and targeted one of us with sexual harassment. I lasted 4 months there. There was no HR person, of course. The three of us pleaded with the Board of Directors (our director's bosses) to help us, but they refused to get involved because the Board also feared our director.
We all quit within 2 weeks of each other. To make rent, I picked up a retail job.
I completely broke down in frustration when today at this new job I overheard my boss offer a new part time hire a buck more per hour ($17/hr.) than I'm am currently making, even though I am full time. He was not trying to be silent or private about this. He offered the new person the job and increased pay in front of me and another coworker in the back room, at a normal conversation level, only a few feet where we were working. My boss knew I overheard, and shortly after came up to me with two $5 dollar store gift cards to the store and said, "You're great, please don't quit." Unfortunately, this isn't the first time he's pulled stuff like this. Whenever he is aware he's done something wrong, he bribes us with gift cards to our own store.
I am now 23, making less (16/hr.) than I made at my part-time high school job and with costs of living rising and rising, I'm planning on moving back in with my parents after only a year on my own.
I think about my finances constantly and check my bank account at least once a day. I don't think older folks grasp just how perpetually stressed millennials and gen z are about their finances and futures. I've beat myself up so much over even attending college and spending all that money. In an ideal job market, then maybe my degree could land a higher paying position. But this market is sluggish and most applications don't even get read, instead getting immediately tossed in the bin by an AI. In my retail job, plenty of my coworkers were in the same boat; they have a Bachelors or Masters but cannot find a place that will pay them fairly for that experience. It seems like we have to work twice as hard as older generations for 1/2 of the return.
TLDR: I graduated high school, went to college, studied a STEM field and received a degree, worked multiple jobs and internships in tandem, proved my value and asked for raises - so what gives? It seems like I did everything right by the books, but I was no more rewarded (as the adults in my young life promised) for it than my peers who chose different paths. I have gotten screwed over in job after job. I grew up being told that if you work hard and keep your head down, your hard work will be recognized and rewarded. I now fully believe that is a lie, or at least no longer true today.
2023.03.29 02:37 esteemedmothman The Mirror
I don’t even really like antiques, is the thing. My vision for my apartment—the first place I was ever living in on my own, a studio—was an uncluttered, modern kind of vibe. The place I was moving from had enough old shit in it. Not antiques, per se, but it was the kind of roommate share apartment that had been passed down from roommate to roommate since anyone on the lease could remember, and everything was a hand-me-down or something that a former resident had left behind when they upgraded to a new living situation.
Unfortunately, the cost of the safety deposit and first month’s rent and movers and all the other nonsense that comes with moving had really wiped out my savings, so as much as I wanted to live that Shiny New Apartment Life I was in fact browsing local thrift stores for new furniture. My favorite find was an extremely retro-looking armchair upholstered in green velvet. I didn’t have a couch yet, but since I was living alone it didn’t seem like too much of a priority. At another store, a few weeks later, I found an old 70s stand mixer in the exact same shade of green—convenient since my living room was also my kitchen was also my bedroom. To complete the midcentury vibe, in a third thrift store I found a really cool old mirror. It was big and round, with gold spikes radiating out from it like light from a child’s drawing of the sun. Little did I know at the time—well.
The problem was hanging it up. I admit I’m not much of a handy…woman? Handyperson? My go-to wall art solution is command strips. But this mirror was pretty heavy, and it would also be ideally situated above my tv, so I bought a wall hanging kit and watched about a thousand YouTube videos about drywall anchors. I was feeling very empowered by the end of my home improvement YouTube binge: I was a competent modern woman living in my own apartment! Surely I would be able to tackle any possible hurdle life could throw at me! I got out the little toolkit my dad had gifted me when I first decided to live on my own and pulled out the hammer, feeling the weight of it in my hand while looking resolutely at the spot on the wall where I was going to hang the mirror.
It did not go great. By the end of my efforts I was covered in plaster dust, my fingers were throbbing, and I had busted a half-inch hole directly in the middle of the white wall in a location that would be impossible for the building manager to miss when he was deciding whether to give me my safety deposit back when I eventually moved out. I guess it doesn’t matter whether it’s “handywoman” or “handyperson” because I am not either one.
I ended up securing the mirror to the wall with about ten command strips, then subsequently realized I hadn’t accounted for the height of my tv stand and I would have to shift the whole thing up the wall by about a foot and a half.
After having a little cry and some well-deserved takeout, I set the mirror on the floor and abandoned the project for the night, promising myself that the spot on the floor would NOT become the mirror’s permanent home.
It absolutely did.
It was summer, the busiest season at my job, and I was working long hours and coming home absolutely exhausted most evenings. On my days off I preferred to curl up in my armchair watching Netflix rather than attempt more home improvement projects. My one living-alone indulgence was that I adopted a cat.
He’s a dignified older gentleman of a cat, gray and white, with a little marking on his chest like he’s wearing a badge or something. That’s where his name came from: I call him The Admiral. I had meant to call him something else, but that’s what stuck. It amused me to say to my coworkers, “I have to get home to The Admiral,” or, “The Admiral woke me up early this morning.”
The Admiral is a great companion—I still have him, of course. He spent most of his time in the apartment getting fur all over my armchair even though I bought a cat tree for him to climb on. Being a distinguished older gentleman, he doesn’t play with cat toys very much, but when I was living there I noticed that sometimes he would focus on the inner wall of the apartment. He didn’t much care about the walls with windows, that opened onto the courtyard of the building, which I thought was weird, because I could usually see birds flitting between the branches of the trees in the courtyard. No, The Admiral was fixated on the wall of my little apartment that butted up against the rest of the apartment building. The one with the mirror leaning against it.
The mirror was still propped against the wall, its wide shining surface reflecting nothing in particular: just the empty place where the opposite wall met the ceiling. Sometimes, when I was watching tv, I caught movement there out of the corner of my eye, but I always managed to convince myself it was just shadows. The bigger problem was the noises: sometimes while lying in bed if I strained my hearing I thought there were tiny skittering or scratching noises in the walls. They were quiet enough that I always decided that it was my anxious imagination, coming up with ways to stress about this otherwise amazing living situation. I didn’t know what any of my neighbors’ apartments looked like, only that the building was a prewar one that had been haphazardly renovated over the years. I couldn’t even really tell the dimensions of the apartment that was next to mine. I had been nervous that I would be annoyed by the faint sound of my neighbor playing music or something, but I didn’t ever hear any human noises through the wall, just the scratching. Gross as it was, I figured there were probably mice.
Spooky mirror and possible mice aside, I truly loved living alone. No roommates waking me up coming back drunk from the bar, no unwashed dishes in the sink, no one moving my stuff without my knowing it. Well… mostly. Every once in a while I would come home with the sense that things in my home were slightly different, my little trinkets disturbed, the piles of half-worn not-quite-dirty-yet clothes disarrayed where they were draped over the back of my chair. Times like this The Admiral was always meowing like crazy, weaving anxiously around my feet and butting his head against my calves, and he would sleep in bed with me afterwards, too, which he usually didn’t like to do. But apart from these few incidents I loved living alone, I loved my cat, and I loved the freedom of never wearing pants in my apartment.
As the summer came to an end, my job finally stopped being so chaotic and I took a few well-deserved days off. Although initially I had had the vague idea of going on a trip somewhere, all I really wanted to do was watch tv and cuddle my cat so I decided to stock up on snacks and have a staycation. Those first few days were glorious: I slept late, ate junk food, and spoiled the hell out of the Admiral, giving him extra treats all day and not chasing him off my green chair even though he was getting fur all over it.
I guess that was what I noticed first: even though The Admiral was getting extra treats, he was still spending a lot of time staring at the wall of my apartment that had the mirror leaning against it. It seemed ridiculous that this cat, who didn’t even care about the birds flying just outside the windows, would be so fixated on the mice or whatever was living in the walls. I often found my eyes drawn to the mirror, the unassuming face of it reflecting a simple view of the white wall and ceiling. There was never movement there… at least, not when I was looking directly at it.
Anyone who has ever lived alone with a cat knows that you spend nearly your whole life in one-sided dialogue with the cat. “Do I not feed you enough? Are the expensive organic salmon treats not to your taste, your Admiralship? Are your hunting instincts so refined that you are compelled by the sounds within the wall, even though you are living a luxurious life here?” I would jokingly ask him. Sometimes he would look up at me and meow urgently, his eyes enormous, as though trying desperately to tell me something—but how was I supposed to know what?
I spent most evenings of my little staycation curled up in my chair, watching tv, wearing whatever ugly, comfortable oversized lounge clothes I had lying around. After so much time at work the past few months it was bliss to finally be alone. The Admiral usually laid in his bed next to my chair, close enough that I could reach over and pet his head from time to time. That is—usually. Sometimes he would go full Halloween cat, back arched, tail puffed up, ears flattened back, growling low in his throat. Always while facing that same wall, the one behind the tv, with the mirror leaning against it, marred halfway up by the big hole I had accidentally poked in the drywall. Even though I had attempted to repair the hole the broken bits had eventually all fallen out of the hole, so that its jagged edges framed the inky blackness of the inside of the wall. It embarrassed me to look at evidence of my failure so I usually avoided looking at it, but for whatever reason my eyes were drawn to it this time—and it wasn’t blackness that I saw.
It was a glimpse of white.
The white of an eye.
I startled and jumped out of the chair. The Admiral was freaking out, growling with a ferocity I had never heard before. I knew I wasn’t imagining things, because The Admiral was never this upset. But I didn’t know what to do. It seemed silly to call the cops. “Hello, 911, I maybe saw something in a little hole I accidentally poked in my wall trying to hang up a mirror, and also my cat is flipping out, can you send your best officers?”
Yet there was no way in hell I was staying there that night, so I got the Admiral into his cat carrier and stayed in a god damn hotel room. Yes, I smuggled my cat into a hotel room. What was I supposed to do, leave him there?
It was a miserable night. I was anxious, The Admiral was anxious, and the less said about how I improvised a litter box in a hotel room, the better. The next day I steeled my nerves and asked a friend to come investigate my apartment with me. I apologized, said it was probably nothing and I was being silly, but fortunately he was understanding.
I realized I looked ridiculous waiting for my friend outside my apartment building. The only clothing I had was the faded and stretched-out old band t-shirt I had been wearing when I fled the night before and the lounge pants I had hastily thrown on before opening the door. I crossed my arms over my chest uncomfortably, very aware that I wasn’t wearing a bra.
Thankfully, when my friend Ben showed up, he looked deadly serious. We had talked on the phone last night, and I guess he had realized from the tone of my voice how scared I truly was. He had brought with him a big flashlight and, to my amusement, a crowbar, as though he was ready to fight any intruder we might encounter.
The apartment looked the same as ever, not even with that feeling of my stuff being moved that I sometimes had. I clutched the cat carrier to my chest as Ben looked around, shining the flashlight into my kitchen cabinets, under my bed, into my closet. I had just managed to convince myself that The Admiral and I had both been seeing things the night before when Ben went over to the wall with the mirror and leaned over, peering at the hole in the plaster.
“Hey, I don’t want to scare you,” he said, scaring me.
My grip tightened on the cat carrier as Ben pressed his face against the wall, shining the flashlight at an oblique angle toward the hole so that he could see inside.
“What,” I whispered.
“It looks like someone’s been… living back here.”
Well, we did call the cops after that. It was surreal to be sitting on my bed, still holding the cat carrier, with Ben’s sweatshirt draped over my shoulders, as the cops poked around the apartment and said very matter-of-factly that it looked like a human being had indeed been living in the little space beside my wall. There were pillows and blankets and lots of snack food wrappers strewn about. I remembered the scratching noises I had thought I heard while lying in bed and felt sick. It wasn’t a mouse: it was someone peeling the wrappers off candy bars while spying on me.
The police report did make it easy for me to break my lease without penalty, thank god, and I’ve temporarily moved in with Ben while I try to find a new living situation. It’s not ideal, but The Admiral hasn’t had any freakouts since we moved in here, so I think it’s safe.
I’ve been extra careful to check my new room’s walls for holes, though.
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Unfortunately, the cost of the safety deposit and first month’s rent and movers and all the other nonsense that comes with moving had really wiped out my savings, so as much as I wanted to live that Shiny New Apartment Life I was in fact browsing local thrift stores for new furniture. My favorite find was an extremely retro-looking armchair upholstered in green velvet. I didn’t have a couch yet, but since I was living alone it didn’t seem like too much of a priority. At another store, a few weeks later, I found an old 70s stand mixer in the exact same shade of green—convenient since my living room was also my kitchen was also my bedroom. To complete the midcentury vibe, in a third thrift store I found a really cool old mirror. It was big and round, with gold spikes radiating out from it like light from a child’s drawing of the sun. Little did I know at the time—well.
The problem was hanging it up. I admit I’m not much of a handy…woman? Handyperson? My go-to wall art solution is command strips. But this mirror was pretty heavy, and it would also be ideally situated above my tv, so I bought a wall hanging kit and watched about a thousand YouTube videos about drywall anchors. I was feeling very empowered by the end of my home improvement YouTube binge: I was a competent modern woman living in my own apartment! Surely I would be able to tackle any possible hurdle life could throw at me! I got out the little toolkit my dad had gifted me when I first decided to live on my own and pulled out the hammer, feeling the weight of it in my hand while looking resolutely at the spot on the wall where I was going to hang the mirror.
It did not go great. By the end of my efforts I was covered in plaster dust, my fingers were throbbing, and I had busted a half-inch hole directly in the middle of the white wall in a location that would be impossible for the building manager to miss when he was deciding whether to give me my safety deposit back when I eventually moved out. I guess it doesn’t matter whether it’s “handywoman” or “handyperson” because I am not either one.
I ended up securing the mirror to the wall with about ten command strips, then subsequently realized I hadn’t accounted for the height of my tv stand and I would have to shift the whole thing up the wall by about a foot and a half.
After having a little cry and some well-deserved takeout, I set the mirror on the floor and abandoned the project for the night, promising myself that the spot on the floor would NOT become the mirror’s permanent home.
It absolutely did.
It was summer, the busiest season at my job, and I was working long hours and coming home absolutely exhausted most evenings. On my days off I preferred to curl up in my armchair watching Netflix rather than attempt more home improvement projects. My one living-alone indulgence was that I adopted a cat.
He’s a dignified older gentleman of a cat, gray and white, with a little marking on his chest like he’s wearing a badge or something. That’s where his name came from: I call him The Admiral. I had meant to call him something else, but that’s what stuck. It amused me to say to my coworkers, “I have to get home to The Admiral,” or, “The Admiral woke me up early this morning.”
The Admiral is a great companion—I still have him, of course. He spent most of his time in the apartment getting fur all over my armchair even though I bought a cat tree for him to climb on. Being a distinguished older gentleman, he doesn’t play with cat toys very much, but when I was living there I noticed that sometimes he would focus on the inner wall of the apartment. He didn’t much care about the walls with windows, that opened onto the courtyard of the building, which I thought was weird, because I could usually see birds flitting between the branches of the trees in the courtyard. No, The Admiral was fixated on the wall of my little apartment that butted up against the rest of the apartment building. The one with the mirror leaning against it.
The mirror was still propped against the wall, its wide shining surface reflecting nothing in particular: just the empty place where the opposite wall met the ceiling. Sometimes, when I was watching tv, I caught movement there out of the corner of my eye, but I always managed to convince myself it was just shadows. The bigger problem was the noises: sometimes while lying in bed if I strained my hearing I thought there were tiny skittering or scratching noises in the walls. They were quiet enough that I always decided that it was my anxious imagination, coming up with ways to stress about this otherwise amazing living situation. I didn’t know what any of my neighbors’ apartments looked like, only that the building was a prewar one that had been haphazardly renovated over the years. I couldn’t even really tell the dimensions of the apartment that was next to mine. I had been nervous that I would be annoyed by the faint sound of my neighbor playing music or something, but I didn’t ever hear any human noises through the wall, just the scratching. Gross as it was, I figured there were probably mice.
Spooky mirror and possible mice aside, I truly loved living alone. No roommates waking me up coming back drunk from the bar, no unwashed dishes in the sink, no one moving my stuff without my knowing it. Well… mostly. Every once in a while I would come home with the sense that things in my home were slightly different, my little trinkets disturbed, the piles of half-worn not-quite-dirty-yet clothes disarrayed where they were draped over the back of my chair. Times like this The Admiral was always meowing like crazy, weaving anxiously around my feet and butting his head against my calves, and he would sleep in bed with me afterwards, too, which he usually didn’t like to do. But apart from these few incidents I loved living alone, I loved my cat, and I loved the freedom of never wearing pants in my apartment.
As the summer came to an end, my job finally stopped being so chaotic and I took a few well-deserved days off. Although initially I had had the vague idea of going on a trip somewhere, all I really wanted to do was watch tv and cuddle my cat so I decided to stock up on snacks and have a staycation. Those first few days were glorious: I slept late, ate junk food, and spoiled the hell out of the Admiral, giving him extra treats all day and not chasing him off my green chair even though he was getting fur all over it.
I guess that was what I noticed first: even though The Admiral was getting extra treats, he was still spending a lot of time staring at the wall of my apartment that had the mirror leaning against it. It seemed ridiculous that this cat, who didn’t even care about the birds flying just outside the windows, would be so fixated on the mice or whatever was living in the walls. I often found my eyes drawn to the mirror, the unassuming face of it reflecting a simple view of the white wall and ceiling. There was never movement there… at least, not when I was looking directly at it.
Anyone who has ever lived alone with a cat knows that you spend nearly your whole life in one-sided dialogue with the cat. “Do I not feed you enough? Are the expensive organic salmon treats not to your taste, your Admiralship? Are your hunting instincts so refined that you are compelled by the sounds within the wall, even though you are living a luxurious life here?” I would jokingly ask him. Sometimes he would look up at me and meow urgently, his eyes enormous, as though trying desperately to tell me something—but how was I supposed to know what?
I spent most evenings of my little staycation curled up in my chair, watching tv, wearing whatever ugly, comfortable oversized lounge clothes I had lying around. After so much time at work the past few months it was bliss to finally be alone. The Admiral usually laid in his bed next to my chair, close enough that I could reach over and pet his head from time to time. That is—usually. Sometimes he would go full Halloween cat, back arched, tail puffed up, ears flattened back, growling low in his throat. Always while facing that same wall, the one behind the tv, with the mirror leaning against it, marred halfway up by the big hole I had accidentally poked in the drywall. Even though I had attempted to repair the hole the broken bits had eventually all fallen out of the hole, so that its jagged edges framed the inky blackness of the inside of the wall. It embarrassed me to look at evidence of my failure so I usually avoided looking at it, but for whatever reason my eyes were drawn to it this time—and it wasn’t blackness that I saw.
It was a glimpse of white.
The white of an eye.
I startled and jumped out of the chair. The Admiral was freaking out, growling with a ferocity I had never heard before. I knew I wasn’t imagining things, because The Admiral was never this upset. But I didn’t know what to do. It seemed silly to call the cops. “Hello, 911, I maybe saw something in a little hole I accidentally poked in my wall trying to hang up a mirror, and also my cat is flipping out, can you send your best officers?”
Yet there was no way in hell I was staying there that night, so I got the Admiral into his cat carrier and stayed in a god damn hotel room. Yes, I smuggled my cat into a hotel room. What was I supposed to do, leave him there?
It was a miserable night. I was anxious, The Admiral was anxious, and the less said about how I improvised a litter box in a hotel room, the better. The next day I steeled my nerves and asked a friend to come investigate my apartment with me. I apologized, said it was probably nothing and I was being silly, but fortunately he was understanding.
I realized I looked ridiculous waiting for my friend outside my apartment building. The only clothing I had was the faded and stretched-out old band t-shirt I had been wearing when I fled the night before and the lounge pants I had hastily thrown on before opening the door. I crossed my arms over my chest uncomfortably, very aware that I wasn’t wearing a bra.
Thankfully, when my friend Ben showed up, he looked deadly serious. We had talked on the phone last night, and I guess he had realized from the tone of my voice how scared I truly was. He had brought with him a big flashlight and, to my amusement, a crowbar, as though he was ready to fight any intruder we might encounter.
The apartment looked the same as ever, not even with that feeling of my stuff being moved that I sometimes had. I clutched the cat carrier to my chest as Ben looked around, shining the flashlight into my kitchen cabinets, under my bed, into my closet. I had just managed to convince myself that The Admiral and I had both been seeing things the night before when Ben went over to the wall with the mirror and leaned over, peering at the hole in the plaster.
“Hey, I don’t want to scare you,” he said, scaring me.
My grip tightened on the cat carrier as Ben pressed his face against the wall, shining the flashlight at an oblique angle toward the hole so that he could see inside.
“What,” I whispered.
“It looks like someone’s been… living back here.”
Well, we did call the cops after that. It was surreal to be sitting on my bed, still holding the cat carrier, with Ben’s sweatshirt draped over my shoulders, as the cops poked around the apartment and said very matter-of-factly that it looked like a human being had indeed been living in the little space beside my wall. There were pillows and blankets and lots of snack food wrappers strewn about. I remembered the scratching noises I had thought I heard while lying in bed and felt sick. It wasn’t a mouse: it was someone peeling the wrappers off candy bars while spying on me.
The police report did make it easy for me to break my lease without penalty, thank god, and I’ve temporarily moved in with Ben while I try to find a new living situation. It’s not ideal, but The Admiral hasn’t had any freakouts since we moved in here, so I think it’s safe.
I’ve been extra careful to check my new room’s walls for holes, though.
2023.03.29 02:11 Dizzy-Mountain-5610 Pickleball in Fenway Park? ⚾
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MAJOR MERGERPickleball4America, a company formed in late 2022, announced that it has merged with the US Open Pickleball Championships®. For those who don’t know, the US Open Pickleball Championship is the largest pickleball tournament in the world, hosted in Naples, FL. Last year, over 3,000 amateur and professional players participated, and that number is expected to be even larger this year. In addition to this announcement, Pickleball4America announced the launch of their Ballpark Festival Series where they will host professional pickleball tournaments in Fenway Park in Boston and Oracle Park in San Francisco. There will also be open play for us normal folks. If I knew how to use photoshop, I would‘ve put pickleball courts in the outfield, but you can use your imagination… https://preview.redd.it/07s6035kkkqa1.jpg?width=2400&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=58c78ebee40abc0eb0645b98097bb1d249949522 There’s not much online about Pickleball4America, but I'm excited to see what else they have in store. PICKLEBALL IN CENTRAL PARKSpeaking of badly photoshopped images, check this out: https://preview.redd.it/953f3ntpkkqa1.jpg?width=1024&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=6063003a461c44b98239ba0262ad3a8794514309 Starting April 7th, CityPickle is opening 14 courts in NYC’s Central Park. The courts will rent for $80-$120 per hour depending on the time of day. Paddle rentals are $6 a piece. The courts will also host tournaments, clinics, and lessons, and will be open until October 9th So, for those of you out there complaining about your $10 per hour courts…pour one out for our NYC pickleballers. THE MOST PICKLEBALL OBSESSED CITIESWhat if I told you the number of searches across the US for “how to play pickleball” is up 150% in the past 3 years? That’s a number any CEO would be proud of 📈But that isn’t close to the real number. The real number is…drum roll please…284%! And the city doing the most searching is Overland Park, Kansas. The top 3 is rounded out by Salt Lake City, Utah and Grand Rapids, Michigan. The midwest loves pickleball - that’s facts. You can check out the report and more fun stats here. SOME OTHER RECENT NEWS
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2023.03.29 00:28 Powerdrake My Skyrim "Hard Mode" playstyle in the form of self-imposed rules. The Powerdrake Challenge.
This is a challenge I thought of myself and is entirely original as far as I am aware. This set of rules is brutal, long-winded and unfair by design. The goal is to complete the main quest and all DLC's with as little deaths as possible. You must complete the base game main storyline first, DLC's must be done after. I highly encourage all to document their experience in whatever way they wish, especially tracking their death number and cause but this is not mandatory.
Rules before you start:
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Rules before you start:
- Your game must be 100% vanilla, DLC's allowed, Creation Club content not allowed.
- Must create a new character for the challenge
- No exploits/glitches whatsoever are allowed.
- Speedrun strats of any sort are not allowed.
- Game difficulty must be Expert at least, can go higher but must not set it lower.
- During character creation pick whatever race you want.
- Must go with Ralof during the intro for minimal help to the player as going with Hadvar allows the player to take iron and steel ingots from Alvor.
- This is not a perma-death challenge
- You must not loot corpses except in the event of vital quest items. That means no taking anything from corpses, not even gold or lockpicks.
- You may only receive loot/gold/lockpicks from chests at the end of dungeons as well as quest reward, if there is no obvious big reward chest, loot the equivalent last chest of the dungeon, if there is none pick only one chest to loot.
- Must not loot random corpses or chests outside or otherwise out in the open, like various ruins or ruined strongholds, bandit camps etc. Can only take quest items from these locations.
- Must not murder any innocent people under any circumstances except for quests.
- Must not steal from people's houses, or take anything marked as "stealing" from anywhere except for quests/quest items. Including unique/rare gear.
- Must not pickpocket anyone except for quests/quest items. You cannot place items in NPC's inventory either unless it's for a quest.
- Smithing anything is not allowed.
- You may take only 1 weapon from the Helgen intro, either a one or two handed weapon, no shields allowed. Once you exit Helgen, you must drop that weapon.
- You may get new gear only as quest reward or buy from vendors.
- You cannot buy ingredients of any sort from anywhere, potion or food ingredients must be obtained naturally. Meats must be hunted, alchemy ingredients must be found in the wild. Items such as Salt Pile or Flour or anything else that can't be foraged, must be obtained through looting various containers like barrels.
- When you die you must drop all your gold in any container or corpse and leave it.
- When you die you must drop 1 piece of gear with the highest value, if you do not have anything or particularly high value then drop a weapon or piece of armor with the highest damage or armor rating. For mages, you must pick one of 3 of your best spells and never use them again. For example. if you used Flames, Healing, Conjure Familiar in a fight and died. Pick one of those 3 and NEVER use it again, or drop 1 piece of gear with the best echantment. So if you die at late game you'd have to choose to never use your Fireball spell or drop your Archmage Robes etc.
- If you have an accidental death, such as dying to a trap or falling from a height. You must drop EVERYTHING and start from scratch.
- When you die, you can never fight the enemy type that killed you ever again. For example if you die to a wolf, you must not fight any wolves for the rest of the game. You can either run or use a Calm spell. If a bandit kills you, you cannot fight any normal bandits, you can only fight higher tier enemies of the same group, such a Bandit Outlaw or Bandit Chief, same goes for any enemy group with multiple tiers. If you die to a Bandit Chief, you cannot fight any Bandit Chiefs etc. This includes dragons except ones that require to be killed for the game to progress. Only exception are final bosses or marked boss fights of quests.
- Enchanting and Alchemy exploits are not allowed, you may enchant your gear but cannot do the Restoration/Alchemy/Enchanting loop exploit or anything similar with the same intent to break the game.
- Quicksave scumming is not allowed. For example quicksaving and loading until you succeed in a persuasion dialogue is also not allowed unless it is vital for a quest.
- Fast money making strats are allowed but regulated. For example, you cannot chop wood in Riverwood at the start of the game for eternity until you are the richest person in Skyrim. You can do such activities maximum of 10 times per in-game day. You also cannot just wait on the spot for 24 hours to do it again. Days must pass organically for you to do these activities again. Smithing and selling jewelry is also not allowed, see rule 7.
- Must not have more than 2 daedric artifacts in inventory at a time. For example you can only have a Mace of Molag Bal and Sanguine Rose, that's it. This includes Azura's Star so chose wisely what you want to keep.
- You must change gear every 5 levels. For example, you've used a Steel Sword since level 1, once you reach level 5 you must drop/sell/store it and acquire a new weapon to use. Once you've changed 1 piece of gear you must change a different one next time. So you cannot keep changing your boots every 5 levels but keep your OP weapon the whole game. You can choose which gear slot to change first.
- Companions (except mandatory quest followers) are not allowed. This includes dogs and other animal companions.
- Fast travel is not allowed.
- Healing in the middle of a fight by leveling up is not allowed. You must level up before fights.
- You cannot wait 24 hours in between every fight to spam your Racial Power. The 24 hours has to pass organically.
2023.03.28 22:23 paramedic304 Heating issue
The sauna at my house doesn’t seem to get very hot. I’m not even sweating when it’s on the highest setting and was allowed to heat up for 30 minutes. It’s a 5x5x4 space. I’ve tried finding the unit that’s installed but haven’t had any luck. I was hoping someone could suggest the troubleshooting I should go through
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Sniper Elite 3 + Season Pass DLC
Sniper Ghost Warrior 3 - Season Pass Edition
METAL GEAR SOLID V: GROUND ZEROES
Strange Brigade Deluxe Edition
Call of Duty® Modern Warfare 3™
Sniper Elite 3
Sniper Elite 4 Deluxe Edition
Amnesia: Rebirth
PGA 2k21
Jurassic World Evolution
Darksiders Genesis
Endless Space® 2 - Digital Deluxe Edition
SID MEIER'S CIVILIZATION VI : PLATINUM EDITION
F1 2020
Titan Quest
Euro Truck Simulator 2
Witch It
BEAUTIFUL DESOLATION
CHANGE: A Homeless Survival Experience
Mighty Switch Force! Collection
EVERSPACE
Gone Home + Original Soundtrack
The WB Batman Collection
Batman: Arkham Asylum Game of the Year Edition
Batman: Arkham City - Game of the Year Edition
Beholder
Beholder 2
We Were Here Together
Kyle is Famous: Complete Edition
GRIP: Combat Racing *-GRIP: Combat Racing - Cygon Garage Kit *-GRIP: Combat Racing - Nyvoss Garage Kit *GRIP: Combat Racing - Terra Garage Kit *GRIP: Combat Racing - Vintek Garage Kit
Keep Talking and Nobody Explodes
Lead and Gold: Gangs of the Wild West
Miscreated
Second Extinction
Survive or Die
Breathedge
Dead in Vinland
Die Young
Empyrion - Galactic Survival
How to Survive 2
The Wild Eight
One Finger Death Punch 2
Power Rangers: Battle for the Grid
Slap City
Fahrenheit: Indigo Prophecy Remastered
Layers of Fear: Masterpiece Edition
Civilization: Beyond Earth – The Collection
Borderlands: The Handsome Collection
Primal Carnage: Extinction
Due Process
SimpleRockets 2
Killing Floor 2
For the King
For The King: Lost Civilization Adventure Pack
Pro Cycling Manager 2020
Tour de France 2020
Infectonator 3: Apocalypse
Warhammer: Chaosbane
Project Highrise
LAST OASIS
The Beast Inside
Terminus: Zombie Survivors
Crown Trick
Discolored
Everhood
Grand Mountain Adventure: Wonderlands
Nomad Survival
Sparklite
The Ramp
Valfaris
Dusk Diver
Neverinth
Tokyo Xanadu eX+
Zengeon
Spirit Hunter: Death Mark
Unmemory
Nigate Tale
Rogue Heroes: Ruins of Tasos
Liberated
Neversong
Nine Parchments
The Walking Dead
Secret Government
Monsters' Den: Godfall
Interplanetary: Enhanced Edition
Learn Japanese To Survive! Hiragana Battle
Learn Japanese To Survive! Kanji Combat
Learn Japanese To Survive! Katakana War
The Eternal Castle [REMASTERED]
THIS WAR OF MINE: COMPLETE EDITION
Cats in Time
Afterparty
Battlecruisers
Astronarch
Save Room - Organization Puzzle
PlataGO! Super Platform Game Maker
Nongunz: Doppelganger Edition
Warhammer vermintide collector's edition
Brothers: A Tale of Two Sons
Tank Mechanic Simulator
The Uncertain: Light At The End
INSOMNIA: The Ark
Darkside Detective
Shadow Tactics: Blades of the Shogun
GIGA WRECKER
Panty Party
Fell Seal: Arbiter's Mark
Tannenberg
Golf It!
Heroes of Hammerwatch
The Battle of Polytopia *DLC1. Cymanti Tribe *DLC2. ∑∫ỹriȱŋ Tribe *DLC3. Aquarion Tribe *DLC4. Polaris Tribe
Leisure Suit Larry - Wet Dreams Don't Dry
Lornsword Winter Chronicle
Oddworld: New 'n' Tasty
N++ (NPLUSPLUS)
Yooka-Laylee and the Impossible Lair
Virgo Versus The Zodiac
They Bleed Pixels
Maize
Smile For Me
The Haunted Island, a Frog Detective Game
Frog Detective 2: The Case of the Invisible Wizard
A Hole New World
Sumoman
Shape of the World
Evan's Remains
Ministry of Broadcast
She Sees Red - Interactive Movie
A Long Way Down
Depraved
Helheim Hassle
Neurodeck : Psychological Deckbuilder
Tropico 5 - Complete Collection
Escapists 2
Worms Rumble *Worms Rumble - New Challengers Pack *Worms Rumble - Legends Pack *Worms Rumble - Armageddon Weapon Skin Pack *Worms Rumble - Captain & Shark Double Pack
John Wick Hex
Hiveswap friendsim
Achtung! Cthulhu Tactics
Turmoil
Narcos: Rise of the Cartels
Rogue Stormers
Torchlight
Fictorum
Ken Follett's The Pillars of the Earth
Moon Hunters
No Time to Relax
Overpass
Blood Bowl 2
SimCity 4 Deluxe Edition
Conarium
Brawlout
F1 RACE STARS Complete Edition Include DLC
Killing Room
Tenta Shooter / The 触シュー
Everreach: Project Eden
Railway Empire
Looterkings
Headsnatchers
Battlestar Galactica Deadlock
AIdol
Livelock
The Letter - Horror Visual Novel
F1 2018
Tacoma
Hard West - Collector's Edition
Hard West: Scars of Freedom DLC
Masquerada: Songs and Shadows
The Shrouded Isle
Joint Task Force
The World Next Door
Verdant Skies
DISTRAINT 2
Ittle Dew
Ittle Dew 2+
Oxenfree
Monstrum
Strikey Sisters
Do Not Feed the Monkeys
Counter Terrorist Agency
Cyber Ops
European Ship Simulator
Fishing Adventure
Internet Cafe Simulator
Zen Chess: Mate in One, Mate in 2 , Mate in 3 , Mate in 4 , Champion's Moves (5 games)
Transport INC
Shoppe Keep 2 - Business and Agriculture RPG Simulation
Desolate
GRIP: Combat Racing + DLC
OUTBUDDIES DX
Eidolon
Pizza Connection 3
Spartan Fist
River City Ransom: Underground
Saints Row: The Third
Koi-Koi Japan [Hanafuda playing cards] *Koi-Koi Japan : UKIYOE tours Vol.1 DLC *Koi-Koi Japan : UKIYOE tours Vol.2 DLC *Koi-Koi Japan : UKIYOE tours Vol.3 DLC
Mahjong Pretty Girls Battle
Mahjong Pretty Girls Battle : School Girls Edition
Pretty Girls Mahjong Solitaire
Princess Kaguya: Legend of the Moon Warrior
Delicious! Pretty Girls Mahjong Solitaire
Chaos Reborn
Driftland: The Magic Revival
Shadows: Awakening
Caveblazers
Fallback: Uprising
Mordheim: City of the Damned
WRC 7 FIA World Rally Championship
Mana Spark
Autonauts
Nusakana
Shift Happens
Crash Drive 3
Hot Tin Roof: The Cat That Wore A Fedora
Automachef
Demolish & Build 2017
Resort Boss: Golf
Out of Space
Narita Boy
Aven Colony
Alien Breed Trilogy
Tools up
Mount & Blade
Mount & Blade: With Fire & Sword
BLACKHOLE: Complete Edition
Detention
Downfall
Miasmata
Overclocked: A History of Violence
Silver Chains
White Night
The Cat Lady
Syberia 3
Textorcist
GARAGE bad trip
Guts and glory
Swag and Sorcery
Fort Triumph
Orwell: Ignorance is Strength
FRAMED Collection
ROTASTIC
As Far as the Eye
Cepheus Protocol
Overruled
Ageless
Giana Sisters 2D
Prank Call
Hotshot Racing
Undead Horde
Streets of Fury EX
Rec Center Tycoon
JumpJet Rex
Hyper Knights
Vectronom
Levelhead
I am not a Monster: First Contact
Papo & Yo
Crookz the big heist
Iron Fisticle
Sniper: Ghost Warrior 2
Fun with Ragdolls: The Game
Reventure
Smoke and Sacrifice
American Fugitive
The Signal From Tölva
Medieval Kingdom Wars
Rebel Galaxy
XIII - Classic
Comedy Night
Darkness Within 2: The Dark Lineage
FLATLAND Vol.2
The Chess Variants Club
Armada 2526 Gold Edition
Toybox Turbos
Sudden Strike Gold
Airport Madness: World Edition
King's Bounty: Warriors of the North
Planet Alcatraz
NecroVisioN: Lost Company
Star Wolves
Konung 2
Men of War
A.I.M.2 Clan Wars
Parkan 2
El Matador
Ascension to the Throne
Peaky Blinders: Mastermind
The Flame in the Flood
When Ski Lifts Go Wrong
Bomber Crew
10 Second Ninja X
The Sacred Tears TRUE
Fred3ric
Lovecraft's Untold Stories
Path to Mnemosyne
CastleStorm
Crush Your Enemies
Semblance
S.W.I.N.E. HD Remaster
Radio Commander
Boneless Zombie
Robot Squad Simulator 2017
Pretty Girls Panic!
Poker Pretty Girls Battle: Texas Hold'em
VVVVVV
Warhammer Space wolf
Blazing Chrome
Car Mechanic Simulator 2015
Pang Adventures
Party Hard 2
REKT! High Octane Stunts
Thief of Thieves: Season One
Trailblazers
Warhammer: End Times - Vermintide
Demetrios - Deluxe Edition
Cobra Kai: The Karate Kid Saga Continues
GemCraft - Frostborn Wrath
Neversong
Nickelodeon Kart Racers 2: Grand Prix
Rebel Galaxy Outlaw
Shadowhand: RPG Card Game
Survivalist: Invisible Strain
We Were Here Too
Blacksad: Under the Skin
Heroes of Hammerwatch
Leisure Suit Larry 1-7
Murder by Numbers
Redout: Enhanced Edition
Rise of Industry + 2130 DLC
Ziggurat
They Bleed Pixels
Sunblaze
Noosphere
Train Valley 1+2
Door Kickers: Action Squad
Vikings - Wolves of Midgard
Vambrace: Cold Soul
The Void
The Vagrant
Republique
Nephise: Ascension
Leisure Suit Larry - Wet Dreams Don't Dry
Knock-knock
Jewel Match Atlantis Solitaire - Collector's Edition
Healer's Quest
Fictorum
A Robot Named Fight!
Skautfold Chapters 1-4
Hero of the Kingdom: Trilogy
198X
Danger Scavenger
Doctor Who: The Lonely Assassins
Dread X Collection
Going Under
My Lovely Daughter
Rage in Peace
Flashback
Garfield Kart
Curse: The Eye of Isis
Amerzone: The Explorer’s Legacy
Black Moon Chronicles
Nostradamus: The Last Prophecy
Red Riding Hood - Star Crossed Lovers
Chicago 1930 : The Prohibition
Sinking Island
Haegemonia: Legions of Iron
Occultus - Mediterranean Cabal
Gevaudan
Windscape
Ultra Space Battle Brawl
Through the Woods
This is the Zodiac Speaking
The Uncertain: Light At The End
The Uncertain - The Last Quiet Day
Tales
Tales of the Neon Sea
Styx: Master of Shadows
She and the Light Bearer
Epistory - Typing Chronicles
A Wolf in Autumn
The Music Machine
Jalopy
Insane 2
Clustertruck
Antigraviator
All-Star Fruit Racing
Constructor Plus
Ice Lakes
Knights of Pen & Paper 2
Victoria II
Kingdom Come: Deliverance – Band of Bastards
Kingdom Come: Deliverance – From the Ashes
Mindustry
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Knights of Pen and Paper +1 Edition
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XCOM: ULTIMATE COLLECTION
PGA 2K21
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Warhammer: Vermintide 2 - Collector's Edition
Kingdom Come: Deliverance
CRUSADER KINGS III
JUST CAUSE 4: COMPLETE EDITION
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Command & Conquer Remastered (Origin)
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10 Second Ninja X
The Indie Mixtape
Diaries of a Spaceport Janitor
Epistory - Typing Chronicles
Heroes of Hammerwatch
Monster Slayers - Complete Edition
My Big Sister
Red Ronin
Heal
Cat Lady - The Card Game
Undungeon
Tangledeep
Styx: Shards of Darkness
Styx: Master of Shadows
Squids Odyssey
Pendula Swing - The Complete Journey
Mists of Noyah
King's Bounty: Crossworlds
Jotun: Valhalla Edition
Hero of the Kingdom: The Lost Tales 2
Hero of the Kingdom: The Lost Tales 1
Epistory - Typing Chronicles
Warhammer 40,000: Space Wolf Special Edition
Undead Horde
S.W.I.N.E. HD Remaster
Ghost 1.0
Stirring Abyss
Scarlet Tower
Blood And Zombies
One More Island
Doorways: Prelude / Doorways: Holy Mountains of Flesh
Slain: Back from Hell
Lucius/Lucius 2/Lucius 3/Lucius Demake
Aragami
Deliver Us The Moon
Anuchard
Call of Juarez: Gunslinger
Darkwood
Intravenous
Unexplored 2: The Wayfarer's Legacy
Interstellar Space: Genesis
Survive the Nights
Blasphemous
Unto The End
NUTS
Cat Quest
Cosmic Star Heroine
Degrees of Separation
Pure Farming 2018
SEUM: Speedrunners from Hell
SUPER CHICKEN JUMPER
Syberia/Syberia II/Syberia 3
The Innsmouth Case
Tinytopia
Sniper ghost warrior contracts
Trine 4
Risen 3
Shadowgate
How to Survive
FORCED
Psychonauts
Warhammer 40,000: Space Wolf Special Edition
Sniper Elite 3 + Season Pass DLC
Sniper Ghost Warrior 3 - Season Pass Edition
METAL GEAR SOLID V: GROUND ZEROES
Strange Brigade Deluxe Edition
Call of Duty® Modern Warfare 3™
Sniper Elite 3
Sniper Elite 4 Deluxe Edition
Amnesia: Rebirth
PGA 2k21
Jurassic World Evolution
Darksiders Genesis
Endless Space® 2 - Digital Deluxe Edition
SID MEIER'S CIVILIZATION VI : PLATINUM EDITION
F1 2020
Titan Quest
Euro Truck Simulator 2
Witch It
BEAUTIFUL DESOLATION
CHANGE: A Homeless Survival Experience
Mighty Switch Force! Collection
EVERSPACE
Gone Home + Original Soundtrack
The WB Batman Collection
Batman: Arkham Asylum Game of the Year Edition
Batman: Arkham City - Game of the Year Edition
Beholder
Beholder 2
We Were Here Together
Kyle is Famous: Complete Edition
GRIP: Combat Racing *-GRIP: Combat Racing - Cygon Garage Kit *-GRIP: Combat Racing - Nyvoss Garage Kit *GRIP: Combat Racing - Terra Garage Kit *GRIP: Combat Racing - Vintek Garage Kit
Keep Talking and Nobody Explodes
Lead and Gold: Gangs of the Wild West
Miscreated
Second Extinction
Survive or Die
Breathedge
Dead in Vinland
Die Young
Empyrion - Galactic Survival
How to Survive 2
The Wild Eight
One Finger Death Punch 2
Power Rangers: Battle for the Grid
Slap City
Fahrenheit: Indigo Prophecy Remastered
Layers of Fear: Masterpiece Edition
Civilization: Beyond Earth – The Collection
Borderlands: The Handsome Collection
Primal Carnage: Extinction
Due Process
SimpleRockets 2
Killing Floor 2
For the King
For The King: Lost Civilization Adventure Pack
Pro Cycling Manager 2020
Tour de France 2020
Infectonator 3: Apocalypse
Warhammer: Chaosbane
Project Highrise
LAST OASIS
The Beast Inside
Terminus: Zombie Survivors
Crown Trick
Discolored
Everhood
Grand Mountain Adventure: Wonderlands
Nomad Survival
Sparklite
The Ramp
Valfaris
Dusk Diver
Neverinth
Tokyo Xanadu eX+
Zengeon
Spirit Hunter: Death Mark
Unmemory
Nigate Tale
Rogue Heroes: Ruins of Tasos
Liberated
Neversong
Nine Parchments
The Walking Dead
Secret Government
Monsters' Den: Godfall
Interplanetary: Enhanced Edition
Learn Japanese To Survive! Hiragana Battle
Learn Japanese To Survive! Kanji Combat
Learn Japanese To Survive! Katakana War
The Eternal Castle [REMASTERED]
THIS WAR OF MINE: COMPLETE EDITION
Cats in Time
Afterparty
Battlecruisers
Astronarch
Save Room - Organization Puzzle
PlataGO! Super Platform Game Maker
Nongunz: Doppelganger Edition
Warhammer vermintide collector's edition
Brothers: A Tale of Two Sons
Tank Mechanic Simulator
The Uncertain: Light At The End
INSOMNIA: The Ark
Darkside Detective
Shadow Tactics: Blades of the Shogun
GIGA WRECKER
Panty Party
Fell Seal: Arbiter's Mark
Tannenberg
Golf It!
Heroes of Hammerwatch
The Battle of Polytopia *DLC1. Cymanti Tribe *DLC2. ∑∫ỹriȱŋ Tribe *DLC3. Aquarion Tribe *DLC4. Polaris Tribe
Leisure Suit Larry - Wet Dreams Don't Dry
Lornsword Winter Chronicle
Oddworld: New 'n' Tasty
N++ (NPLUSPLUS)
Yooka-Laylee and the Impossible Lair
Virgo Versus The Zodiac
They Bleed Pixels
Maize
Smile For Me
The Haunted Island, a Frog Detective Game
Frog Detective 2: The Case of the Invisible Wizard
A Hole New World
Sumoman
Shape of the World
Evan's Remains
Ministry of Broadcast
She Sees Red - Interactive Movie
A Long Way Down
Depraved
Helheim Hassle
Neurodeck : Psychological Deckbuilder
Tropico 5 - Complete Collection
Escapists 2
Worms Rumble *Worms Rumble - New Challengers Pack *Worms Rumble - Legends Pack *Worms Rumble - Armageddon Weapon Skin Pack *Worms Rumble - Captain & Shark Double Pack
John Wick Hex
Hiveswap friendsim
Achtung! Cthulhu Tactics
Turmoil
Narcos: Rise of the Cartels
Rogue Stormers
Torchlight
Fictorum
Ken Follett's The Pillars of the Earth
Moon Hunters
No Time to Relax
Overpass
Blood Bowl 2
SimCity 4 Deluxe Edition
Conarium
Brawlout
F1 RACE STARS Complete Edition Include DLC
Killing Room
Tenta Shooter / The 触シュー
Everreach: Project Eden
Railway Empire
Looterkings
Headsnatchers
Battlestar Galactica Deadlock
AIdol
Livelock
The Letter - Horror Visual Novel
F1 2018
Tacoma
Hard West - Collector's Edition
Hard West: Scars of Freedom DLC
Masquerada: Songs and Shadows
The Shrouded Isle
Joint Task Force
The World Next Door
Verdant Skies
DISTRAINT 2
Ittle Dew
Ittle Dew 2+
Oxenfree
Monstrum
Strikey Sisters
Do Not Feed the Monkeys
Counter Terrorist Agency
Cyber Ops
European Ship Simulator
Fishing Adventure
Internet Cafe Simulator
Zen Chess: Mate in One, Mate in 2 , Mate in 3 , Mate in 4 , Champion's Moves (5 games)
Transport INC
Shoppe Keep 2 - Business and Agriculture RPG Simulation
Desolate
GRIP: Combat Racing + DLC
OUTBUDDIES DX
Eidolon
Pizza Connection 3
Spartan Fist
River City Ransom: Underground
Saints Row: The Third
Koi-Koi Japan [Hanafuda playing cards] *Koi-Koi Japan : UKIYOE tours Vol.1 DLC *Koi-Koi Japan : UKIYOE tours Vol.2 DLC *Koi-Koi Japan : UKIYOE tours Vol.3 DLC
Mahjong Pretty Girls Battle
Mahjong Pretty Girls Battle : School Girls Edition
Pretty Girls Mahjong Solitaire
Princess Kaguya: Legend of the Moon Warrior
Delicious! Pretty Girls Mahjong Solitaire
Chaos Reborn
Driftland: The Magic Revival
Shadows: Awakening
Caveblazers
Fallback: Uprising
Mordheim: City of the Damned
WRC 7 FIA World Rally Championship
Mana Spark
Autonauts
Nusakana
Shift Happens
Crash Drive 3
Hot Tin Roof: The Cat That Wore A Fedora
Automachef
Demolish & Build 2017
Resort Boss: Golf
Out of Space
Narita Boy
Aven Colony
Alien Breed Trilogy
Tools up
Mount & Blade
Mount & Blade: With Fire & Sword
BLACKHOLE: Complete Edition
Detention
Downfall
Miasmata
Overclocked: A History of Violence
Silver Chains
White Night
The Cat Lady
Syberia 3
Textorcist
GARAGE bad trip
Guts and glory
Swag and Sorcery
Fort Triumph
Orwell: Ignorance is Strength
FRAMED Collection
ROTASTIC
As Far as the Eye
Cepheus Protocol
Overruled
Ageless
Giana Sisters 2D
Prank Call
Hotshot Racing
Undead Horde
Streets of Fury EX
Rec Center Tycoon
JumpJet Rex
Hyper Knights
Vectronom
Levelhead
I am not a Monster: First Contact
Papo & Yo
Crookz the big heist
Iron Fisticle
Sniper: Ghost Warrior 2
Fun with Ragdolls: The Game
Reventure
Smoke and Sacrifice
American Fugitive
The Signal From Tölva
Medieval Kingdom Wars
Rebel Galaxy
XIII - Classic
Comedy Night
Darkness Within 2: The Dark Lineage
FLATLAND Vol.2
The Chess Variants Club
Armada 2526 Gold Edition
Toybox Turbos
Sudden Strike Gold
Airport Madness: World Edition
King's Bounty: Warriors of the North
Planet Alcatraz
NecroVisioN: Lost Company
Star Wolves
Konung 2
Men of War
A.I.M.2 Clan Wars
Parkan 2
El Matador
Ascension to the Throne
Peaky Blinders: Mastermind
The Flame in the Flood
When Ski Lifts Go Wrong
Bomber Crew
10 Second Ninja X
The Sacred Tears TRUE
Fred3ric
Lovecraft's Untold Stories
Path to Mnemosyne
CastleStorm
Crush Your Enemies
Semblance
S.W.I.N.E. HD Remaster
Radio Commander
Boneless Zombie
Robot Squad Simulator 2017
Pretty Girls Panic!
Poker Pretty Girls Battle: Texas Hold'em
VVVVVV
Warhammer Space wolf
Blazing Chrome
Car Mechanic Simulator 2015
Pang Adventures
Party Hard 2
REKT! High Octane Stunts
Thief of Thieves: Season One
Trailblazers
Warhammer: End Times - Vermintide
Demetrios - Deluxe Edition
Cobra Kai: The Karate Kid Saga Continues
GemCraft - Frostborn Wrath
Neversong
Nickelodeon Kart Racers 2: Grand Prix
Rebel Galaxy Outlaw
Shadowhand: RPG Card Game
Survivalist: Invisible Strain
We Were Here Too
Blacksad: Under the Skin
Heroes of Hammerwatch
Leisure Suit Larry 1-7
Murder by Numbers
Redout: Enhanced Edition
Rise of Industry + 2130 DLC
Ziggurat
They Bleed Pixels
Sunblaze
Noosphere
Train Valley 1+2
Door Kickers: Action Squad
Vikings - Wolves of Midgard
Vambrace: Cold Soul
The Void
The Vagrant
Republique
Nephise: Ascension
Leisure Suit Larry - Wet Dreams Don't Dry
Knock-knock
Jewel Match Atlantis Solitaire - Collector's Edition
Healer's Quest
Fictorum
A Robot Named Fight!
Skautfold Chapters 1-4
Hero of the Kingdom: Trilogy
198X
Danger Scavenger
Doctor Who: The Lonely Assassins
Dread X Collection
Going Under
My Lovely Daughter
Rage in Peace
Flashback
Garfield Kart
Curse: The Eye of Isis
Amerzone: The Explorer’s Legacy
Black Moon Chronicles
Nostradamus: The Last Prophecy
Red Riding Hood - Star Crossed Lovers
Chicago 1930 : The Prohibition
Sinking Island
Haegemonia: Legions of Iron
Occultus - Mediterranean Cabal
Gevaudan
Windscape
Ultra Space Battle Brawl
Through the Woods
This is the Zodiac Speaking
The Uncertain: Light At The End
The Uncertain - The Last Quiet Day
Tales
Tales of the Neon Sea
Styx: Master of Shadows
She and the Light Bearer
Epistory - Typing Chronicles
A Wolf in Autumn
The Music Machine
Jalopy
Insane 2
Clustertruck
Antigraviator
All-Star Fruit Racing
Constructor Plus
Ice Lakes
Knights of Pen & Paper 2
Victoria II
Kingdom Come: Deliverance – Band of Bastards
Kingdom Come: Deliverance – From the Ashes
Mindustry
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Yakuza: Like a Dragon Legendary Hero Edition
Yakuza 6: The Song of Life
Two Point Hospital
Chenso Club
Castlevania: Lords of Shadow – Ultimate Edition
BIOMUTANT
Jurassic World Evolution 2
Golden Light
Hero's Hour
Monster Crown
Rogue Lords
Call of the Sea
Trek to Yomi
Shadow Warrior 3
OlliOlli World Rad Edition (EU)
Encased
Grow: Song of the Evertree
Conan Chop Chop
Hokko Life
The Serpent Rogue
BATTLETECH MERCENARY COLLECTION
BATTLETECH Shadow Hawk Pack
Knights of Pen and Paper +1 Edition
Knights of Pen and Paper - Haunted Fall
KNIGHTS OF PEN AND PAPER 2 - DELUXIEST EDITION
Knights of Pen and Paper 2 - Here Be Dragons
Deathloop
Hell Let Loose
Hellblade: Senua's Sacrifice
F1 2019 Anniversary Edition
Valkryia Chronicles 4 Complete Edition
Mafia Definitive Edition
Mordhau
HOT WHEELS UNLEASHED ™
GAS STATION SIMULATOR
IN SOUND MIND
MIND SCANNERS
EMILY IS AWAY <3
OMNO
ATOM RPG Trudograd
Banners of Ruin
Lawn Mowing Simulator
Legend of Keepers
Yes, Your Grace
Mechwarrior 5: Mercenaries
Endzone - A World Apart
60 Parsecs
XCOM: ULTIMATE COLLECTION
PGA 2K21
Bioshock Collection
Warhammer: Vermintide 2 - Collector's Edition
Kingdom Come: Deliverance
CRUSADER KINGS III
JUST CAUSE 4: COMPLETE EDITION
Plague tale
Gas station simulator
Mind scanners
BATTLESTAR GALACTICA DEADLOCK SEASON ONE
Monster Hunter World
Gamedec
Command & Conquer Remastered (Origin)
Surviving The Aftermath
Genesis Noir
Dirt Rally 2.0
Other Games
AVICII Invector: Encore Edition
10 Second Ninja X
The Indie Mixtape
Diaries of a Spaceport Janitor
Epistory - Typing Chronicles
Heroes of Hammerwatch
Monster Slayers - Complete Edition
My Big Sister
Red Ronin
Heal
Cat Lady - The Card Game
Undungeon
Tangledeep
Styx: Shards of Darkness
Styx: Master of Shadows
Squids Odyssey
Pendula Swing - The Complete Journey
Mists of Noyah
King's Bounty: Crossworlds
Jotun: Valhalla Edition
Hero of the Kingdom: The Lost Tales 2
Hero of the Kingdom: The Lost Tales 1
Epistory - Typing Chronicles
Warhammer 40,000: Space Wolf Special Edition
Undead Horde
S.W.I.N.E. HD Remaster
Ghost 1.0
Stirring Abyss
Scarlet Tower
Blood And Zombies
One More Island
Doorways: Prelude / Doorways: Holy Mountains of Flesh
Slain: Back from Hell
Lucius/Lucius 2/Lucius 3/Lucius Demake
Aragami
Deliver Us The Moon
Anuchard
Call of Juarez: Gunslinger
Darkwood
Intravenous
Unexplored 2: The Wayfarer's Legacy
Interstellar Space: Genesis
Survive the Nights
Blasphemous
Unto The End
NUTS
Cat Quest
Cosmic Star Heroine
Degrees of Separation
Pure Farming 2018
SEUM: Speedrunners from Hell
SUPER CHICKEN JUMPER
Syberia/Syberia II/Syberia 3
The Innsmouth Case
Tinytopia
Sniper ghost warrior contracts
Trine 4
Risen 3
Shadowgate
How to Survive
FORCED
Psychonauts
Warhammer 40,000: Space Wolf Special Edition
Sniper Elite 3 + Season Pass DLC
Sniper Ghost Warrior 3 - Season Pass Edition
METAL GEAR SOLID V: GROUND ZEROES
Strange Brigade Deluxe Edition
Call of Duty® Modern Warfare 3™
Sniper Elite 3
Sniper Elite 4 Deluxe Edition
Amnesia: Rebirth
PGA 2k21
Jurassic World Evolution
Darksiders Genesis
Endless Space® 2 - Digital Deluxe Edition
SID MEIER'S CIVILIZATION VI : PLATINUM EDITION
F1 2020
Titan Quest
Euro Truck Simulator 2
Witch It
BEAUTIFUL DESOLATION
CHANGE: A Homeless Survival Experience
Mighty Switch Force! Collection
EVERSPACE
Gone Home + Original Soundtrack
The WB Batman Collection
Batman: Arkham Asylum Game of the Year Edition
Batman: Arkham City - Game of the Year Edition
Beholder
Beholder 2
We Were Here Together
Kyle is Famous: Complete Edition
GRIP: Combat Racing *-GRIP: Combat Racing - Cygon Garage Kit *-GRIP: Combat Racing - Nyvoss Garage Kit *GRIP: Combat Racing - Terra Garage Kit *GRIP: Combat Racing - Vintek Garage Kit
Keep Talking and Nobody Explodes
Lead and Gold: Gangs of the Wild West
Miscreated
Second Extinction
Survive or Die
Breathedge
Dead in Vinland
Die Young
Empyrion - Galactic Survival
How to Survive 2
The Wild Eight
One Finger Death Punch 2
Power Rangers: Battle for the Grid
Slap City
Fahrenheit: Indigo Prophecy Remastered
Layers of Fear: Masterpiece Edition
Civilization: Beyond Earth – The Collection
Borderlands: The Handsome Collection
Primal Carnage: Extinction
Due Process
SimpleRockets 2
Killing Floor 2
For the King
For The King: Lost Civilization Adventure Pack
Pro Cycling Manager 2020
Tour de France 2020
Infectonator 3: Apocalypse
Warhammer: Chaosbane
Project Highrise
LAST OASIS
The Beast Inside
Terminus: Zombie Survivors
Crown Trick
Discolored
Everhood
Grand Mountain Adventure: Wonderlands
Nomad Survival
Sparklite
The Ramp
Valfaris
Dusk Diver
Neverinth
Tokyo Xanadu eX+
Zengeon
Spirit Hunter: Death Mark
Unmemory
Nigate Tale
Rogue Heroes: Ruins of Tasos
Liberated
Neversong
Nine Parchments
The Walking Dead
Secret Government
Monsters' Den: Godfall
Interplanetary: Enhanced Edition
Learn Japanese To Survive! Hiragana Battle
Learn Japanese To Survive! Kanji Combat
Learn Japanese To Survive! Katakana War
The Eternal Castle [REMASTERED]
THIS WAR OF MINE: COMPLETE EDITION
Cats in Time
Afterparty
Battlecruisers
Astronarch
Save Room - Organization Puzzle
PlataGO! Super Platform Game Maker
Nongunz: Doppelganger Edition
Warhammer vermintide collector's edition
Brothers: A Tale of Two Sons
Tank Mechanic Simulator
The Uncertain: Light At The End
INSOMNIA: The Ark
Darkside Detective
Shadow Tactics: Blades of the Shogun
GIGA WRECKER
Panty Party
Fell Seal: Arbiter's Mark
Tannenberg
Golf It!
Heroes of Hammerwatch
The Battle of Polytopia *DLC1. Cymanti Tribe *DLC2. ∑∫ỹriȱŋ Tribe *DLC3. Aquarion Tribe *DLC4. Polaris Tribe
Leisure Suit Larry - Wet Dreams Don't Dry
Lornsword Winter Chronicle
Oddworld: New 'n' Tasty
N++ (NPLUSPLUS)
Yooka-Laylee and the Impossible Lair
Virgo Versus The Zodiac
They Bleed Pixels
Maize
Smile For Me
The Haunted Island, a Frog Detective Game
Frog Detective 2: The Case of the Invisible Wizard
A Hole New World
Sumoman
Shape of the World
Evan's Remains
Ministry of Broadcast
She Sees Red - Interactive Movie
A Long Way Down
Depraved
Helheim Hassle
Neurodeck : Psychological Deckbuilder
Tropico 5 - Complete Collection
Escapists 2
Worms Rumble *Worms Rumble - New Challengers Pack *Worms Rumble - Legends Pack *Worms Rumble - Armageddon Weapon Skin Pack *Worms Rumble - Captain & Shark Double Pack
John Wick Hex
Hiveswap friendsim
Achtung! Cthulhu Tactics
Turmoil
Narcos: Rise of the Cartels
Rogue Stormers
Torchlight
Fictorum
Ken Follett's The Pillars of the Earth
Moon Hunters
No Time to Relax
Overpass
Blood Bowl 2
SimCity 4 Deluxe Edition
Conarium
Brawlout
F1 RACE STARS Complete Edition Include DLC
Killing Room
Tenta Shooter / The 触シュー
Everreach: Project Eden
Railway Empire
Looterkings
Headsnatchers
Battlestar Galactica Deadlock
AIdol
Livelock
The Letter - Horror Visual Novel
F1 2018
Tacoma
Hard West - Collector's Edition
Hard West: Scars of Freedom DLC
Masquerada: Songs and Shadows
The Shrouded Isle
Joint Task Force
The World Next Door
Verdant Skies
DISTRAINT 2
Ittle Dew
Ittle Dew 2+
Oxenfree
Monstrum
Strikey Sisters
Do Not Feed the Monkeys
Counter Terrorist Agency
Cyber Ops
European Ship Simulator
Fishing Adventure
Internet Cafe Simulator
Zen Chess: Mate in One, Mate in 2 , Mate in 3 , Mate in 4 , Champion's Moves (5 games)
Transport INC
Shoppe Keep 2 - Business and Agriculture RPG Simulation
Desolate
GRIP: Combat Racing + DLC
OUTBUDDIES DX
Eidolon
Pizza Connection 3
Spartan Fist
River City Ransom: Underground
Saints Row: The Third
Koi-Koi Japan [Hanafuda playing cards] *Koi-Koi Japan : UKIYOE tours Vol.1 DLC *Koi-Koi Japan : UKIYOE tours Vol.2 DLC *Koi-Koi Japan : UKIYOE tours Vol.3 DLC
Mahjong Pretty Girls Battle
Mahjong Pretty Girls Battle : School Girls Edition
Pretty Girls Mahjong Solitaire
Princess Kaguya: Legend of the Moon Warrior
Delicious! Pretty Girls Mahjong Solitaire
Chaos Reborn
Driftland: The Magic Revival
Shadows: Awakening
Caveblazers
Fallback: Uprising
Mordheim: City of the Damned
WRC 7 FIA World Rally Championship
Mana Spark
Autonauts
Nusakana
Shift Happens
Crash Drive 3
Hot Tin Roof: The Cat That Wore A Fedora
Automachef
Demolish & Build 2017
Resort Boss: Golf
Out of Space
Narita Boy
Aven Colony
Alien Breed Trilogy
Tools up
Mount & Blade
Mount & Blade: With Fire & Sword
BLACKHOLE: Complete Edition
Detention
Downfall
Miasmata
Overclocked: A History of Violence
Silver Chains
White Night
The Cat Lady
Syberia 3
Textorcist
GARAGE bad trip
Guts and glory
Swag and Sorcery
Fort Triumph
Orwell: Ignorance is Strength
FRAMED Collection
ROTASTIC
As Far as the Eye
Cepheus Protocol
Overruled
Ageless
Giana Sisters 2D
Prank Call
Hotshot Racing
Undead Horde
Streets of Fury EX
Rec Center Tycoon
JumpJet Rex
Hyper Knights
Vectronom
Levelhead
I am not a Monster: First Contact
Papo & Yo
Crookz the big heist
Iron Fisticle
Sniper: Ghost Warrior 2
Fun with Ragdolls: The Game
Reventure
Smoke and Sacrifice
American Fugitive
The Signal From Tölva
Medieval Kingdom Wars
Rebel Galaxy
XIII - Classic
Comedy Night
Darkness Within 2: The Dark Lineage
FLATLAND Vol.2
The Chess Variants Club
Armada 2526 Gold Edition
Toybox Turbos
Sudden Strike Gold
Airport Madness: World Edition
King's Bounty: Warriors of the North
Planet Alcatraz
NecroVisioN: Lost Company
Star Wolves
Konung 2
Men of War
A.I.M.2 Clan Wars
Parkan 2
El Matador
Ascension to the Throne
Peaky Blinders: Mastermind
The Flame in the Flood
When Ski Lifts Go Wrong
Bomber Crew
10 Second Ninja X
The Sacred Tears TRUE
Fred3ric
Lovecraft's Untold Stories
Path to Mnemosyne
CastleStorm
Crush Your Enemies
Semblance
S.W.I.N.E. HD Remaster
Radio Commander
Boneless Zombie
Robot Squad Simulator 2017
Pretty Girls Panic!
Poker Pretty Girls Battle: Texas Hold'em
VVVVVV
Warhammer Space wolf
Blazing Chrome
Car Mechanic Simulator 2015
Pang Adventures
Party Hard 2
REKT! High Octane Stunts
Thief of Thieves: Season One
Trailblazers
Warhammer: End Times - Vermintide
Demetrios - Deluxe Edition
Cobra Kai: The Karate Kid Saga Continues
GemCraft - Frostborn Wrath
Neversong
Nickelodeon Kart Racers 2: Grand Prix
Rebel Galaxy Outlaw
Shadowhand: RPG Card Game
Survivalist: Invisible Strain
We Were Here Too
Blacksad: Under the Skin
Heroes of Hammerwatch
Leisure Suit Larry 1-7
Murder by Numbers
Redout: Enhanced Edition
Rise of Industry + 2130 DLC
Ziggurat
They Bleed Pixels
Sunblaze
Noosphere
Train Valley 1+2
Door Kickers: Action Squad
Vikings - Wolves of Midgard
Vambrace: Cold Soul
The Void
The Vagrant
Republique
Nephise: Ascension
Leisure Suit Larry - Wet Dreams Don't Dry
Knock-knock
Jewel Match Atlantis Solitaire - Collector's Edition
Healer's Quest
Fictorum
A Robot Named Fight!
Skautfold Chapters 1-4
Hero of the Kingdom: Trilogy
198X
Danger Scavenger
Doctor Who: The Lonely Assassins
Dread X Collection
Going Under
My Lovely Daughter
Rage in Peace
Flashback
Garfield Kart
Curse: The Eye of Isis
Amerzone: The Explorer’s Legacy
Black Moon Chronicles
Nostradamus: The Last Prophecy
Red Riding Hood - Star Crossed Lovers
Chicago 1930 : The Prohibition
Sinking Island
Haegemonia: Legions of Iron
Occultus - Mediterranean Cabal
Gevaudan
Windscape
Ultra Space Battle Brawl
Through the Woods
This is the Zodiac Speaking
The Uncertain: Light At The End
The Uncertain - The Last Quiet Day
Tales
Tales of the Neon Sea
Styx: Master of Shadows
She and the Light Bearer
Epistory - Typing Chronicles
A Wolf in Autumn
The Music Machine
Jalopy
Insane 2
Clustertruck
Antigraviator
All-Star Fruit Racing
Constructor Plus
Ice Lakes
Knights of Pen & Paper 2
Victoria II
Kingdom Come: Deliverance – Band of Bastards
Kingdom Come: Deliverance – From the Ashes
Mindustry
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Region: NA (Canada)
Price are in USD. Fees on buyer.
CTRL + F to find your games in terms of name
Humble Keys <------ Click Here to see a full list of humble keys
Yakuza 6: The Song of Life
Two Point Hospital
Chenso Club
Castlevania: Lords of Shadow – Ultimate Edition
BIOMUTANT
Jurassic World Evolution 2
Golden Light
Hero's Hour
Monster Crown
Rogue Lords
Call of the Sea
Trek to Yomi
Shadow Warrior 3
OlliOlli World Rad Edition (EU)
Encased
Grow: Song of the Evertree
Conan Chop Chop
Hokko Life
The Serpent Rogue
BATTLETECH MERCENARY COLLECTION
BATTLETECH Shadow Hawk Pack
Knights of Pen and Paper +1 Edition
Knights of Pen and Paper - Haunted Fall
KNIGHTS OF PEN AND PAPER 2 - DELUXIEST EDITION
Knights of Pen and Paper 2 - Here Be Dragons
Deathloop
Hell Let Loose
Hellblade: Senua's Sacrifice
F1 2019 Anniversary Edition
Valkryia Chronicles 4 Complete Edition
Mafia Definitive Edition
Mordhau
HOT WHEELS UNLEASHED ™
GAS STATION SIMULATOR
IN SOUND MIND
MIND SCANNERS
EMILY IS AWAY <3
OMNO
ATOM RPG Trudograd
Banners of Ruin
Lawn Mowing Simulator
Legend of Keepers
Yes, Your Grace
Mechwarrior 5: Mercenaries
Endzone - A World Apart
60 Parsecs
XCOM: ULTIMATE COLLECTION
PGA 2K21
Bioshock Collection
Warhammer: Vermintide 2 - Collector's Edition
Kingdom Come: Deliverance
CRUSADER KINGS III
JUST CAUSE 4: COMPLETE EDITION
Plague tale
Gas station simulator
Mind scanners
BATTLESTAR GALACTICA DEADLOCK SEASON ONE
Monster Hunter World
Gamedec
Command & Conquer Remastered (Origin)
Surviving The Aftermath
Genesis Noir
Dirt Rally 2.0
| Stand With Ukraine Charity Bundle |
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| Gang Beasts |
| Tinkertown |
| Cloud Gardens |
| Blightbound |
| Stick Fight: The Game |
| Railway Empire |
| Mad Experiments: Escape Room |
| ibb & obb Double Pack |
| The Falconeer |
| Truberbrook |
| At Eve's Wake |
| Interrogation: You will be deceived |
| Hoplegs |
| Cannibal Cuisine |
| Necronator: Dead Wrong |
| Awesomenauts All Nauts pack |
| 1993 Space Machine |
| 8-bit Adventure Anthology: Volume I |
| ChromaGun |
| Baby Dino Adventures |
| Click and Slay |
| Swords and Soldiers 2 Shawarmageddon |
| Cosmonautica |
| Crash Drive 2 |
| Dimension Drive |
| The Way |
| Explosionade |
| Gelly Break Deluxe |
| Guppy |
| Journey For Elysium |
| Last Resort Island |
| Lumini |
| Marooners |
| Nelly Cootalot: Spoonbeaks Ahoy! HD |
| Pizza Connection 3 |
| Pressure Overdrive |
| Renowned Explorers: International Society |
| Tales of the Tiny Planet |
| TaniNani |
| THE CORRIDOR |
| AWAKE - Definitive Edition |
| Treasure Temples |
| Shu |
| Combat Tested |
| Unexplored |
| Rayon Riddles - Rise of the Goblin King |
| Circles |
10 Second Ninja X
The Indie Mixtape
Diaries of a Spaceport Janitor
Epistory - Typing Chronicles
Heroes of Hammerwatch
Monster Slayers - Complete Edition
My Big Sister
Red Ronin
Heal
Cat Lady - The Card Game
Undungeon
Tangledeep
Styx: Shards of Darkness
Styx: Master of Shadows
Squids Odyssey
Pendula Swing - The Complete Journey
Mists of Noyah
King's Bounty: Crossworlds
Jotun: Valhalla Edition
Hero of the Kingdom: The Lost Tales 2
Hero of the Kingdom: The Lost Tales 1
Epistory - Typing Chronicles
Warhammer 40,000: Space Wolf Special Edition
Undead Horde
S.W.I.N.E. HD Remaster
Ghost 1.0
Stirring Abyss
Scarlet Tower
Blood And Zombies
One More Island
Doorways: Prelude / Doorways: Holy Mountains of Flesh
Slain: Back from Hell
Lucius/Lucius 2/Lucius 3/Lucius Demake
Aragami
Deliver Us The Moon
Anuchard
Call of Juarez: Gunslinger
Darkwood
Intravenous
Unexplored 2: The Wayfarer's Legacy
Interstellar Space: Genesis
Survive the Nights
Blasphemous
Unto The End
NUTS
Cat Quest
Cosmic Star Heroine
Degrees of Separation
Pure Farming 2018
SEUM: Speedrunners from Hell
SUPER CHICKEN JUMPER
Syberia/Syberia II/Syberia 3
The Innsmouth Case
Tinytopia
Sniper ghost warrior contracts
Trine 4
Risen 3
Shadowgate
How to Survive
FORCED
Psychonauts
Warhammer 40,000: Space Wolf Special Edition
Sniper Elite 3 + Season Pass DLC
Sniper Ghost Warrior 3 - Season Pass Edition
METAL GEAR SOLID V: GROUND ZEROES
Strange Brigade Deluxe Edition
Call of Duty® Modern Warfare 3™
Sniper Elite 3
Sniper Elite 4 Deluxe Edition
Amnesia: Rebirth
PGA 2k21
Jurassic World Evolution
Darksiders Genesis
Endless Space® 2 - Digital Deluxe Edition
SID MEIER'S CIVILIZATION VI : PLATINUM EDITION
F1 2020
Titan Quest
Euro Truck Simulator 2
Witch It
BEAUTIFUL DESOLATION
CHANGE: A Homeless Survival Experience
Mighty Switch Force! Collection
EVERSPACE
Gone Home + Original Soundtrack
The WB Batman Collection
Batman: Arkham Asylum Game of the Year Edition
Batman: Arkham City - Game of the Year Edition
Beholder
Beholder 2
We Were Here Together
Kyle is Famous: Complete Edition
GRIP: Combat Racing *-GRIP: Combat Racing - Cygon Garage Kit *-GRIP: Combat Racing - Nyvoss Garage Kit *GRIP: Combat Racing - Terra Garage Kit *GRIP: Combat Racing - Vintek Garage Kit
Keep Talking and Nobody Explodes
Lead and Gold: Gangs of the Wild West
Miscreated
Second Extinction
Survive or Die
Breathedge
Dead in Vinland
Die Young
Empyrion - Galactic Survival
How to Survive 2
The Wild Eight
One Finger Death Punch 2
Power Rangers: Battle for the Grid
Slap City
Fahrenheit: Indigo Prophecy Remastered
Layers of Fear: Masterpiece Edition
Civilization: Beyond Earth – The Collection
Borderlands: The Handsome Collection
Primal Carnage: Extinction
Due Process
SimpleRockets 2
Killing Floor 2
For the King
For The King: Lost Civilization Adventure Pack
Pro Cycling Manager 2020
Tour de France 2020
Infectonator 3: Apocalypse
Warhammer: Chaosbane
Project Highrise
LAST OASIS
The Beast Inside
Terminus: Zombie Survivors
Crown Trick
Discolored
Everhood
Grand Mountain Adventure: Wonderlands
Nomad Survival
Sparklite
The Ramp
Valfaris
Dusk Diver
Neverinth
Tokyo Xanadu eX+
Zengeon
Spirit Hunter: Death Mark
Unmemory
Nigate Tale
Rogue Heroes: Ruins of Tasos
Liberated
Neversong
Nine Parchments
The Walking Dead
Secret Government
Monsters' Den: Godfall
Interplanetary: Enhanced Edition
Learn Japanese To Survive! Hiragana Battle
Learn Japanese To Survive! Kanji Combat
Learn Japanese To Survive! Katakana War
The Eternal Castle [REMASTERED]
THIS WAR OF MINE: COMPLETE EDITION
Cats in Time
Afterparty
Battlecruisers
Astronarch
Save Room - Organization Puzzle
PlataGO! Super Platform Game Maker
Nongunz: Doppelganger Edition
Warhammer vermintide collector's edition
Brothers: A Tale of Two Sons
Tank Mechanic Simulator
The Uncertain: Light At The End
INSOMNIA: The Ark
Darkside Detective
Shadow Tactics: Blades of the Shogun
GIGA WRECKER
Panty Party
Fell Seal: Arbiter's Mark
Tannenberg
Golf It!
Heroes of Hammerwatch
The Battle of Polytopia *DLC1. Cymanti Tribe *DLC2. ∑∫ỹriȱŋ Tribe *DLC3. Aquarion Tribe *DLC4. Polaris Tribe
Leisure Suit Larry - Wet Dreams Don't Dry
Lornsword Winter Chronicle
Oddworld: New 'n' Tasty
N++ (NPLUSPLUS)
Yooka-Laylee and the Impossible Lair
Virgo Versus The Zodiac
They Bleed Pixels
Maize
Smile For Me
The Haunted Island, a Frog Detective Game
Frog Detective 2: The Case of the Invisible Wizard
A Hole New World
Sumoman
Shape of the World
Evan's Remains
Ministry of Broadcast
She Sees Red - Interactive Movie
A Long Way Down
Depraved
Helheim Hassle
Neurodeck : Psychological Deckbuilder
Tropico 5 - Complete Collection
Escapists 2
Worms Rumble *Worms Rumble - New Challengers Pack *Worms Rumble - Legends Pack *Worms Rumble - Armageddon Weapon Skin Pack *Worms Rumble - Captain & Shark Double Pack
John Wick Hex
Hiveswap friendsim
Achtung! Cthulhu Tactics
Turmoil
Narcos: Rise of the Cartels
Rogue Stormers
Torchlight
Fictorum
Ken Follett's The Pillars of the Earth
Moon Hunters
No Time to Relax
Overpass
Blood Bowl 2
SimCity 4 Deluxe Edition
Conarium
Brawlout
F1 RACE STARS Complete Edition Include DLC
Killing Room
Tenta Shooter / The 触シュー
Everreach: Project Eden
Railway Empire
Looterkings
Headsnatchers
Battlestar Galactica Deadlock
AIdol
Livelock
The Letter - Horror Visual Novel
F1 2018
Tacoma
Hard West - Collector's Edition
Hard West: Scars of Freedom DLC
Masquerada: Songs and Shadows
The Shrouded Isle
Joint Task Force
The World Next Door
Verdant Skies
DISTRAINT 2
Ittle Dew
Ittle Dew 2+
Oxenfree
Monstrum
Strikey Sisters
Do Not Feed the Monkeys
Counter Terrorist Agency
Cyber Ops
European Ship Simulator
Fishing Adventure
Internet Cafe Simulator
Zen Chess: Mate in One, Mate in 2 , Mate in 3 , Mate in 4 , Champion's Moves (5 games)
Transport INC
Shoppe Keep 2 - Business and Agriculture RPG Simulation
Desolate
GRIP: Combat Racing + DLC
OUTBUDDIES DX
Eidolon
Pizza Connection 3
Spartan Fist
River City Ransom: Underground
Saints Row: The Third
Koi-Koi Japan [Hanafuda playing cards] *Koi-Koi Japan : UKIYOE tours Vol.1 DLC *Koi-Koi Japan : UKIYOE tours Vol.2 DLC *Koi-Koi Japan : UKIYOE tours Vol.3 DLC
Mahjong Pretty Girls Battle
Mahjong Pretty Girls Battle : School Girls Edition
Pretty Girls Mahjong Solitaire
Princess Kaguya: Legend of the Moon Warrior
Delicious! Pretty Girls Mahjong Solitaire
Chaos Reborn
Driftland: The Magic Revival
Shadows: Awakening
Caveblazers
Fallback: Uprising
Mordheim: City of the Damned
WRC 7 FIA World Rally Championship
Mana Spark
Autonauts
Nusakana
Shift Happens
Crash Drive 3
Hot Tin Roof: The Cat That Wore A Fedora
Automachef
Demolish & Build 2017
Resort Boss: Golf
Out of Space
Narita Boy
Aven Colony
Alien Breed Trilogy
Tools up
Mount & Blade
Mount & Blade: With Fire & Sword
BLACKHOLE: Complete Edition
Detention
Downfall
Miasmata
Overclocked: A History of Violence
Silver Chains
White Night
The Cat Lady
Syberia 3
Textorcist
GARAGE bad trip
Guts and glory
Swag and Sorcery
Fort Triumph
Orwell: Ignorance is Strength
FRAMED Collection
ROTASTIC
As Far as the Eye
Cepheus Protocol
Overruled
Ageless
Giana Sisters 2D
Prank Call
Hotshot Racing
Undead Horde
Streets of Fury EX
Rec Center Tycoon
JumpJet Rex
Hyper Knights
Vectronom
Levelhead
I am not a Monster: First Contact
Papo & Yo
Crookz the big heist
Iron Fisticle
Sniper: Ghost Warrior 2
Fun with Ragdolls: The Game
Reventure
Smoke and Sacrifice
American Fugitive
The Signal From Tölva
Medieval Kingdom Wars
Rebel Galaxy
XIII - Classic
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2023.03.28 18:34 Illustrious-War-6501 [A4A] Who Let The Final Girl Chug A Molotov Cocktail?! [Reverse-Yandere] [Yandere(?)] [WARNING: THIS IS A CHONKER] [READ DESCRIPTION: V IMPORTANT] [Part 1 (I Had to Split it)]
Hi, I just want to include a disclaimer here: this script is NOT for the faint of heart. This shit gets dark, as both the speaker and listener characters are real sick, sadistic pieces of shit. Please proceed with caution or click off if you’re uncomfortable with any of the themes mentioned.
I’ve included a full list of tags here: [AFA] [M4A] [F4A] [Reverse-Yandere] [Yandere(?)] [Sadistic Speaker] [Not in the 'Fun' Way] [Private Eye] [Mystery] [Horror] [Thriller] [Stalking] [Betrayal] [Listener's Plan Backfiring] [Drugging and Mentions of Drugging] [Lots of Swearing] [Bad Jokes] [Coffee Shop AU Gone Wrong] [Being Tied Up and Gagged] [Speaker Character: So, Anyway, I Started Monologuing; As a Treat :)))] [Bad Policing] [Possible Nepotism] [Breaking and Entering] [Mentions of Murder] [Mentions of Torture] [Some Psychological Torture Elements] [Threats of Bodily Harm] [Death Threats] [Stress Positions at the End]
I am a keen fan of horror and it definitely shows. If you’re not a fan of the horror and/or thriller genres, this probably isn’t for you.
This is not and should not be interpreted as a kink/fetish thing. I am Ace and, consequently, I am very uncomfortable with my work being sexualised. That being said, while I do not approve of any of the genders in the script being changed (especially that of the listener, as I want to keep this open to everyone), I am more understanding towards rewording and/or leaving some of the more uncomfortable parts or trigger words out.
None of what’s mentioned here is meant to, in anyway, mock or glorify their real world equivalents. I just like writing evil characters who deserve everything that’s coming to them. They’re fun to hate and rip apart :)
Personally, I would be reluctant to classify this as ASMR. I feel that Audio Roleplay would a better title, simply because this is anything but relaxing.
If you want to monetise this mess, by all means feel free, aside from places with paywalls like Patreon, and give me credit. Please just send a link in the comments, so I can see it :)
Also, please don’t use stolen art in your thumbnails. Credit the artists. Thanks :)
(Wow, I have spent way too long on this lol; the brain worms demanded a sacrifice and they are finally satiated)
***
(For Speaker)
This past year had easily been the most terrifying in your life. It had taken an honestly embarrassingly long time to put the pieces together but you finally had the full picture. And it was a hideous, monstrous thing.
No-one was coming to save you. You’d learnt that lesson the hard way. You were alone, forced to placate and humour a monster that was drawing closer and closer, toying with its food. It wanted to hurt you. It would hurt you if you didn’t do anything.
So, how to you hurt a monster? You become one yourself.
And if you happen to get a little carried away? Oh, well. You’ve always been a strong believer in karma anyway…
***
(For Listener)
Finally, after years of waiting, this was it. It had taken so long and so much effort but it was finally going to pay off. That cute little barista (with a certainly interesting side-gig) was inviting you over to their house. It would just be the two of you. No friends. No family. No distractions or witnesses. You’d made sure of that.
They were finally within your grasp. They were finally going to be yours. To have. To love. To ruin.
It’s going to be exhilarating finally being able to watch their sweet face morph in pain, knowing you were the only thing on their mind.
Finally, you’ll be alone with them. Nothing can go wrong…
***
(Use general sound effects and background music to make scenes more immersive)
(Sound of knocking, followed by front door opening)
Heyyyyyyy! Good see you!
(Sound of hugging. Speaker then pulls back and claps listener on the back)
Come in, come in! Welcome to my humble abode!
(Sound of door shutting)
Shoe rack is over here and coat hooks are at the end of the hall.
Would you like anything to drink? Tea? Coffee?
[.]
(Customer service voice) And do you want any milk or sugar with that? I have soya or oat milk, if you’d prefer (a laugh).
[.]
Cool. I’ll be back in a moment. Make yourself at home.
(Sound of two pairs of footsteps and then listener sitting down on the sofa)
(Distant sound of kettle boiling and speaker humming)
(A few moments later the sound of footsteps and a couple of mugs being set on a table)
Theeeere we go. The green mug is yours.
It‘s not as nice as the stuff I make back at the shop. But I’m sure you can forgive me for the ‘egregious sin’ of not having an industrial coffee grinder.
Do you want to listen to some music?
[.]
(Sound of footsteps)
(Sound of radio switching various stations and loud static)
(Annoyed tone) Ah, it’s acting up again, stupid thing. Damnit.
(Sound of radio being turned off)
(Voice apologetic) Never mind. Sorry.
(Footsteps, followed by sound of speaker sitting down on sofa)
(Sound of listener picking up the mug and taking a swig)
Damn, already? That must be scalding!
[.]
Whatever you say. Weirdo. So, how have you been?
[.]
Yeah, I’ve been good, thanks. Working costumer service has been as much of a blessing as ever! (Short laugh)
[.] (Sound of listener taking a sip)
(Joking tone/banter) Oh, don’t you dare give me that ‘tHe CuStoMeR iS aLwiSe rIgHt’ crap! Do you have any idea how many lectures I get from my boss? All I do is reflect particularly rude customers’ energy back at them. With the way she goes on, you’d think I murdered babies for a living and drank their parents’ tears. Honestly, I’m surprised she hasn’t fired me already. It would be a blessing by this point. But I’m pretty sure she can’t afford to.
Oh, yeah. That reminds me. Get this, right? I swear to God, just the other day, there was a lady who came in and demanded so many shots of espresso I was worried her heart was going to give out there and then. I asked if she was sure and she just looked me dead in the eye, eye bags plain as day, and said: ‘Straight caffeine powder isn’t legal anymore; so, this’ll have to do.’ Honestly, main character energy.
[.]
Exactly. It’s her world. We’re just living in it.
[.]
She’s come in a few times but I wouldn’t call her a regular. I think I saw her wearing a lanyard with the name of the local secondary school on it. So, I’m pretty sure she works there. ‘Can’t really blame her if that’s the case, can I? (A laugh).
[.] (Sound of listener taking a sip)
I’m mean, I probably should’ve refused to serve her. But I couldn’t bring myself to. She looked so dead inside and I’m not that cruel.
Besides, it’s not my responsibility if something happened, you know? It was her decision.
Play stupid games, win stupid prizes. Especially if you get caught out being an idiot.
[.]
No, I don’t think anything happened. I didn’t hear anything, at least.
Admittedly, I haven’t seen her at the shop since. But I also haven’t seen any new job listings at said school. So, you never know… (A laugh).
Maybe I’m being haunted by her eternally-caffeinated spirit for my coffee-related crimes against humanity (speaker makes silly ‘OoOoOoOo’ sound).
(Sound of mug falling over and tea spilling)
Oh, fuck!
(Sound of both speaker and listener getting up)
(Voice sound exasperated) Fucking Hell!
(Voice gentler) Did any spill on you?
[.]
Good. You wait here. I’ll go grab some paper towels.
(Sound of speaker walking away and coming back a few moments later)
(Sound of speaker wiping up the spill)
[.]
Hey, don’t apologise. I was the one who knocked it over because I was being a dumbarse.
Maybe that was Espresso Lady’s revenge! Forever dooming me to spill hot drinks to protect future victims from my wrath.
(Sound of heart beat suddenly thundering in the listener’s ears)
Shit are you okay? You look faint.
[.]
I’ll go grab you some water, hold on.
(Sounds of hurried footsteps, as speaker walks away)
(Sound of hurried footsteps approaching a few moments later)
Bloody Hell, my life is turning into a fetch quest. Okay, maybe not the time for jokes.
Here.
[.]
(Sound of water being drunk from a plastic cup)(Continuous throughout section)
(Placating tone) Thaaaaaat’s it. Small sips. Don’t want you vomiting.
Thaaaaaat’s it. Don’t fight it. You’ll only give yourself a headache. Shshshshsh…
Thaaaaaaaaat’s it. You’re doing so well.
A little more to fully wash it down and… theeeere we go…
(Sound fades out)
***
(Sound fades back in and speaker is humming ‘Final Girl’ by Graveyardguy)(Ignore if not safe for copyright. Replace with general sounds of busywork)
Ah, back with me? Well, at the risk of sounding like a Skyrim NPC, you’re finally awake. You took your sweet time.
Too bad for you Espresso Lady spilled the wrong one, huh? … Nevermind, that was terrible anyway.
Don’t struggle, don’t struggle. Well, I mean, you can if you want. I doubt the circulation to your hands and feet would appreciate it though. Just take a second to get your bearings.
Also, don’t mind the gag. I’m just not in the mood for your screaming.
I know it must be torture, not being able to run your mouth for once in your life. But, honestly… seeing you like this is (tone slightly breathless) so cathartic. Look at you.
To be honest, I was worried that seeing you like this would make me chicken out. It’s one thing to fantasise about something; it’s another thing entirely to see it in front of you.
That wide-eyed expression. ‘Surprisingly cute and innocuous for a creature so vile. You should make it more often. And I’m more than willing to help.
(A laugh) It’s funny: before all this, the last thing I would’ve regarded myself as was a sadist. A strong believer in karma, yes, but not a sadist. But, then again, I’d never despised anyone so entirely before either. I’ve never wanted hurt someone so badly before. You really do bring out the worst in me.
But I’m getting ahead of myself.
Sooo, let’s address the elephant in the room: I know you’ve been stalking me. It’s why I brought you here, actually. I’ve been investigating you for a while.
I know! The resident private eye decided to do a background check. Shocker(!)
Turns out I can do a little more than just latte art, huh?
(Tone mocking) Awww, poor thing. How does it feel to be outplayed, for once?
Does it hurt? Does it scare you? Not knowing what was happening just under your nose? Thinking that you could trust someone, only to find out they had their own ulterior motives?
It scared me. More than you know. But I’m sure you’re going to become very familiar with that feeling. Very soon. Just like I did.
But I’m sure if you could talk, besides the screaming for help, you’d be asking a lot of questions. Like why I’m doing this? Or how I found you out?
I owe you nothing. I really don’t. But because I’m nice, I’ll tell you a little story. A truly ‘captivating’ tale. I know, I know, bad joke.
I have a lot I want to say. Self-indulgent, sure, but I think I more than deserve it, given all the shit I’ve been through. Consider this my ‘villain’ speech. Doomsday weapon not included.
It all started when I was realised I was being followed home. I won’t lie, I was embarrassingly slow on the uptake. Ironic, given my job but what can you do?
It had been late at night, having just closed up, and I was headed to the bus station. The streets were almost entirely deserted, aside from the occasional night owl or drunk. It was peaceful.
And then I saw a figure, with their hood drawn up, out of the corner of my eye. I didn’t think anything of it. Why would I? So, together we walked down to the bus stop, not saying a word, and got on a bus. So far, so normal.
When we got to my stop, I got off. And I noticed that that same person had gotten off with me. Again nothing really unusual. Except we were taking the exact same route. Both at the same even pace, except that the mystery figure followed from just further down the road. Just far down enough that, if I hadn’t seen them get off at the same stop, I honestly wouldn’t have thought anything of it. We matched each other perfectly, road for road, turn for turn.
I’ve always been mildly paranoid. Kinda need to be, for the type of work I do. So, as we got closer and closer to my neighbourhood, I started to get anxious. We’d been taking the same route for a good half hour and I still hadn’t seen their face.
So, I decided to test my hypothesis. I took a left. They took a left. I took another left. They took another left. I took yet another left. They look that same left. I went straight. They went straight. I took a right. They took a right. I took another right. They did too.
By that point I was certain, so I crossed as many random roads as I could, provided they were well lit, until I was satisfied that I’d lost my pursuer. And then I headed home.
I would’ve forgotten about it, written it off as just a random mugger. But I couldn’t. Not given the then-recent disappearance. Disappearances happen all the time. It’s a big city, with plenty of shady alleys and shadier people. The world isn’t going to stop turning just because one poor soul vanished off the face of it. But this one stood out. It was an old classmate of mine, I believe, back in college. The guy was an arsehole; nobody liked him. Least of all myself, given how he used to torment me. But, still, the effect was the same. It just… stuck with me.
I wasn’t exactly fond of the idea of travelling via public transport. But I didn’t have a choice. My car had failed its MOT spectacularly. So, I was in the middle of the long, painful process of finding another.
It set me on edge and I started to feel like I was being watched every time I headed home. Did you know there’s a word for that? The sensation of being watched. Scopaesthesia. For some reason, I’ve never thought that sounded right.
But regardless of whatever it’s called or should be called, it started to freak me out, the longer it went on. I kept seeing that same hooded figure, out the corner of my eye.
I stuck to the lit streets, even if it took me a good 15 minutes longer. None of my co-workers could walk me home, as they lived on the other side of town.
Maybe that’s why I noticed the pattern. Because I was already on-guard.
I enjoyed your company. I’d even argue that I looked forward to it. I started working at that café when I was strapped for cash and it was the only place that would take me. ‘Not exactly my first choice and I wasn’t exactly thrilled about having to get a second job, in the first place. But you made it bearable.
You were nice. Maybe a little overly flirty but nice. You were the type of person to chat at the counter, while I made your drink, and just ask how I was doing. Who I told which drinks to try and which tasted foul. Who I gave occasional discounts to, just for the sake of it.
You treated me like an actual person. Not dirt under your shoes or a convenience to be tolerated. (Voice sounding mildly hurt) Perhaps I would’ve even gone as far as to call us friends.
I kept seeing you outside of work, from time to time. At first I thought nothing of it. Given how frequently you visited the shop, it wasn’t hard to imagine that you lived or worked locally. But then I kept seeing you. And kept seeing you. And kept seeing you.
I saw the way you side-eyed me. The way you often had your phone angled at me, like you were taking a photo.
It didn’t take long to guess that I was being tailed. Given my line of work, it’s not rare for PIs to be followed by other PIs. Das ist the beauty of counter-surveillance. And it’s not like you were being very subtle. That’s what I thought at first. So, I did some digging.
It would take way too long to describe everything that I did. So, I’ll give you the cliff notes version.
During one of your visits, I said that there was an issue regarding your membership and that I’d need your details, including your full name and email. That’s how I got hold of your surname.
Using that, I looked on various public databases and found your address. And, sure enough, you lived maybe 5, 10 minutes away from my place of work.
Moreover, your license plate matched that of a car that had been parking outside my house for weeks.
Googling your name, I found your LinkedIn. No mention of any affiliation with any kind of PI agency, law firm or police department. Nothing that seemed to suggest any training either. You were in a completely different field. That set off immediate red flags.
If you weren’t a PI then why were you following me?
At that point, I tried to report my findings to the police. Multiple times. Even if you lacked a criminal record, beyond a couple of speeding tickets, it was obvious I was being stalked. But everything that I had gathered was circumstantial. Even the photographic evidence of you following me was apparently questionable, as it could’ve been just a bad case of wrong place, wrong time. So they did nothing.
They just… brushed me off.
(Sarcasm) Which was extremely helpful.
Can you imagine that for a moment? Assuming you’re even capable of empathy. The very people who had hired you in the past, who understood your capabilities and trusted you because of them, suddenly dismissing you? Despite how many times they’d relied on you gathering evidence? …Despite how much time you’d spent with them?
If I’m being honest, it stung. But fine.
If they weren’t going to do anything because of a lack of poof, then I would find proof.
So I kept digging.
I looked at your social media and searched for who was most frequently tagged or mentioned. From there, I approached those that I could and struck up casual conversation. Most of it was superficial fluff. Nothing of substance, even when I mentioned being a loose friend of yours. After the sixth attempt that had gone absolutely fucking nowhere, I was tempted to call it a dead end. But I decided to head down to the local pub and try again anyway.
Jackpot.
Admittedly, it was probably because he already had a few drinks in him, but your friend Jake was most forthcoming. Very friendly bloke. When I mentioned you, he was more than happy to talk about your relationship. Ranging from what the pair of you did at work. To the fact you didn’t like inviting others over. To your little ‘thing’ for a quote unquote ‘cute local barista’.
As you can imagine, that latter part peaked my interest.
Apparently, you’d been meaning to ask for their number, for who knows how long. That’s what you told him, at least.
So, you were so very lucky when that same barista offered you a wink and their number a few days later! The look on your little face… honestly, precious…
(Tone sour) It was a little less ‘precious’ when I started to notice my possessions going ‘missing’.
It was mostly small things, at first. Things that, if I hadn’t been looking for them, I probably wouldn’t have noticed.
But as the months went by and we talked more and more, you got bolder.
It was becoming increasingly impossible to ignore and I knew if I didn’t say anything it would start to look suspicious. Who wouldn’t start getting pissed off and ranting at not being able to find whatever they were looking for? Especially to their friends?
So, I complained to you about it. Ranting on and on about how I’d put something down and it’d ‘magically disappear’. It’s not like I wasn’t frustrated. And every time I mentioned it, all you did was laugh and say that I was ‘scatter-brained’ and ‘it would probably turn up eventually’.
You were toying with me. I could see it in the way you looked at me, that glimmer of possessiveness in your eye. I could feel it in the way you stalked me, like a predator circling prey, drawing ever closer but not willing to end the chase just yet. I wasn’t a person to you. I was a prize, a thing to be won.
Hell, at one point, you even had the audacity to mention that one of your hobbies was lock-picking.
You were so sure you were pulling one over on me. (Voice full of vitriol) It was disgusting.
(A pause for a few seconds)
I got a home alarm soon after that little chat. I’d been meaning to for months. But you mentioning that particular little detail made it apparent that I couldn’t put it off any longer. It was only a small thing. ‘All I could afford at the time. (Voice sounding defeated) It never worked.
Hell, I don’t think it even worked as a deterrent.
(Half-muttered to self) Now that I think about it, I’m pretty sure my radio started acting on the fritz around the same time. ‘Thought that was probably only coincidence. I can’t blame you for everything that’s gone wrong in my life. Only most of it.
Knowing that started making me even more paranoid. Sometimes, I’d swear that I saw movement in the corner of my eye. Or heard footsteps down the hall. I would look around but never found anything. I wasn’t sleeping well, as you can imagine, so my first impulse was to blame that. Surely you wouldn’t be so brazen or stupid as to break in when you knew I would be home… would you?
That didn’t stop me from keeping 999 on speed dial though.
Sometimes, I’d even call you, just to keep account of where you were or what you were doing. Sometimes you picked up. Sometimes you didn’t. The times you didn’t scared me.
You loved it. I could hear the smug smile in your voice whenever I called you. Knowing that you got off to it, that you though I was weak and just that desperate for your company… It was humiliating.
If I couldn’t get through to you, I called my friends. I always made sure that I had at least one person on the line, at any point that I felt eyes burning into the back of my head. So that if anything ever happened to me, someone would know.
Even as some of them grew increasingly distant or stopped responding all together, I kept calling. If my old friends refused to pick up, I made new ones at work or online. Co-workers, patrons. Anyone that was practically chatty, really. It wasn’t the best solution and I’m pretty sure that my calls at three in the morning weren’t best appreciated but it was the best I could do.
I’ve always been good at saying what people want to hear.
As time went on, things started to slow until they just kinda… plateaued. I couldn’t find anything else. Sure you had a life online but nothing that I could use to incriminate you. Using open-source intelligence was proving painfully fruitless. Brute-forcing your credentials wasn’t working. At least you weren’t enough of a ‘lovesick’ fool to use my name as a password.
I even managed to find out your Wi-Fi password. Only for my moment of triumph to be crushed by finding out you used a VPN on all your devices. There was nothing Wireshark could do about that. I considered slamming my head into a wall, after that little discovery.
But beyond that, the constant dread became almost routine. When I closed my eyes, I could almost pretend it was like before. That I was just laughing and joking with my friend, rather than teasing a bear trap, hoping to God that it wouldn’t spring on me.
(Deep breath)
Of course, after I’d been talking, hanging out in public and following you for a while, I had a pretty good idea of your general schedule.
So, I decided to pay your home a visit while you were out.
Now, normally, I wouldn’t do anything so blatantly illegal. It’s a major risk to my credibility. But I was getting desperate… and off the clock, sooo…
(Sigh)
(More serious tone) Despite everything, I wanted to be proven wrong, you know. That I was just being paranoid. It wouldn’t be the first time.
Maybe you were just someone with a crush, who was visiting a friend or family member in my neighbourhood. Even though I knew none of them lived nearby.
Maybe I really was just an idiot losing their shit and you just had poor timing and some unfortunate hobbies.
Maybe you were just socially awkward and I was seeing things that weren’t there.
I got inside and the first thing that struck me was the smell. The place reeked of rot and cleaner, sharp and acrid, making my stomach churn.
I crept through the darkness, despite myself. I knew you weren’t home. I had watched you leave and had meticulously checked your schedule for hours beforehand. I know I should’ve turned on my torch sooner. But I couldn’t help it. It felt wrong, even when I was trampling paper underfoot. I strayed deeper and deeper into the darkness, until I found what I assumed would be your bedroom, if the single lit window at night was anything to go by.
Finally, I turned on my torch and…
(Horrified tone) The walls were covered in hundreds, upon hundreds of pictures of me. Some at my places of work, some while I was asleep, some from inside my own home.
I barely suppressed a wave of bile and a horse cry died in my suddenly-too-dry throat, giving way to a low moan of terror.
All I could do was stare, unable to tear my eyes away. Scanning over row after row after row of photographs.
(Incredulous laugh) I still don’t know how you took some of them. I pretty much always keep my curtains and blinds shut.
All those private little moments. Rereading an old favourite. Singing along to a shitty pop song on Heart with a little too much enthusiasm. Just taking a nice hot shower for a little longer than strictly necessary. Violated.
There was even a fucking shrine.
You had stolen so much. Including stuff that I hadn’t even noticed, despite actively being on-guard. Clothes, the contents of my bins, post that had never arrived… (Tone of revulsion) underwear… And that’s just stuff off the top of my head.
There were pieces of paper and notebooks everywhere. Some were filled with nothing but my name, over and over and over again. Others were filled with declarations of ‘love’. And some were filled with fantasies about what you’d do to me. Many of which were… violent.
I rifled through your drawers and found everything, ranging from ropes to what looked like possible roofies to copies of my work diary
I kept looking around. I couldn’t stop myself.
I thought this had been going on for a few months, outside. But I was wrong. This had been going on for years. I’d been watched for years and had never realised.
Eventually it reached a point that there were so many pictures and pages and papers that they almost became mundane. Almost.
I don’t know how long I wandered there. Minutes? Hours? It was like time itself understood the horror of what I’d found and stood still in shock. For such a moderately-sized home, the corridors were strangely endless. Like they wanted to entomb me. That’s obviously what their owner wanted.
Finally, on the ground floor, I saw the door to your cellar. It was white. Simple. Non-descript. And, yet, it felt… off. It was weirdly compelling. Like I needed to go down there. Like I needed to know what was down there.
The closer I drew, the more magnetic it became, emanating this strange ‘aura’, for lack of a better term.
Of course, I realised how stupid it was. Everyone knows that the idiot who wanders down into the murder basement in a horror movie doesn’t make it out alive.
But you were gone and I was already snooping, so what was a little more?
It was locked but only with a simple padlock. Nothing too difficult.
I picked it with little resistance and started to walk down the stairs. They were unlit. And kept going down and down and down, deeper and deeper. It felt far too deep for a normal basement. Like the earth itself was trying to swallow me whole.
When I reached the bottom, it was pitch-black, with only the torchlight to illuminate my surroundings, barely piercing the darkness.
The air was thick with dust and bleach. So much bleach it made my eyes water and my head spin.
Eventually, I managed to find the light switch. I pawed at it and a single, naked bulb spluttered into life, momentarily blinding me. When my sight finally cleared, I peered around the room now cast in a sickly-yellow hue.
It was… small. No, not small. Small is the wrong word. Cramped. Suffocating. The walls felt close and oppressive. The wall closest to me was covered in shelving, littered with various boxes, tools and general DIY stuff, like paints and solvents.
But that wasn’t what drew my eye.
No, what filled me with abject horror was on the other side of the room.
It was a cell, made up of floor to ceiling bars. Each black pillar easily as thick as my forearm. With just enough room to fit an arm through but nothing more. The door was open.
In front of it was an old, wooden table. It was worn but clearly still sturdy, with various objects scattered across it.
I drew closer. I wish I hadn’t.
On the table was a box and a few small black things. At first I thought they were wing nuts. But as I got closer and my eyes adjusted to the low light, I realised they were part of larger mechanisms. I picked up one of the strange objects to get a better look and something black flaked off in my hand. It was too course and gritty to be paint.
It took me a few moments to recognise it but as soon as I did I felt my stomach drop.
It was a thumbscrew. A fucking thumbscrew that had been used.
I put it back on the table and immediately tried to rub off the sensation of brittle rust. I rubbed and rubbed until my skin felt raw, a dull sting drowning it out.
I turned my attention back to the table. The box sat there, innocently.
I had to open it. I knew I did. I was in too deep now.
So, I watched, numb, as my hands reached towards it. As they unhooked the simple latch, the only thing keeping it closed. As they took out piece after piece of paper.
It felt like my mind was underwater and, for a moment, the only coherent thought that filtered through was that the paper felt weirdly tacky against my glove. Like photo paper.
I looked and, sure enough, that’s what they were. Each picture perfectly glossy without a single finger print in sight. Each A5 piece depicted a close up of single person looking straight at the camera, expression blank.
Something about them struck me as odd and, as I peered closer, I realised their hair was wrong. Instead of fully falling down, like hair normally does, it instead seemed to slightly splay out to the sides. Like the people being photographed were lying down at the time.
I looked closer and felt my blood turn to ice.
These weren’t normal pictures or selfies.
No, these were different.
The subjects’ eyes were cold and glassy. Unseeing.
They were the eyes of corpses.
The photos were… trophies. Each commemorating a different person.
And I realised I recognised some of them. Each having harassed me at some point in my life. At school, at my work… I wasn’t exactly ‘normal’ growing up. I attracted bullies like moths to flame. And you knew it.
I don’t know how long I stared at them before having the common-sense to flip one over.
There was writing on the back, something in red pen. It was completely illegible.
I flipped over another. The same. I flipped over a couple more until I found one that had something actually readable on the back: ‘They’re mine to ruin’.
I didn’t understand at the time, still don’t, but if I had to hazard a guess as to why, I’d say that this wasn’t some attempt to protect me or my honour. This wasn’t you ‘eliminating any possible competition’. It was because you were jealous. You were jealous that they got to hurt me first, instead of you. You wanted and still want to ‘ruin’ me. To tear me down, bit by bit.
I counted 8 total. Only 5 were official missing persons’ cases.
Once my hands stopped shaking, I put the photos back in the box and redirected my attention to the cell, the door still open, as if beckoning me. The shadows were thicker inside.
I turned on my torch and entered. The stench of bleach and ammonia was almost unbearable. And for a moment, I was inexplicably convinced that the door would swing shut, trapping me inside. It didn’t.
Instead, I was stuck by how cold it was and, looking up, I could see a small vent directly above me. I was so distracted that I didn’t look where I was going until – clunk.
My foot hit something thick and heavy, like metal.
I looked down and saw a long cast iron chain, snaking across the floor. What the fuck?
I followed it, torchlight tracing it back to its source at the wall. It connected just shy of head height, doing nothing but leading me to further puzzlement.
I traced it back to the other end.
And then I saw it. At the other end was a large hoop of wrought black metal, with a piece that seemed to swing on a hinge. I couldn’t be…
I picked it up. I had to be sure.
I examined it closer. It was.
It was a fucking collar.
I ran. I barely remembered to turn off the light and lock the door behind me, before I was running out of that house like a bat out of Hell.
I ran all the way home, buses or taxis be damned.
I won’t lie, the first thing I did when I got home was have a panic attack. I didn’t fully calm down for another two and a half hours.
I know because every tick of my watch grated against my ears, causing fresh waves of hysteria to wash over me. Eventually, I ended up lobbing the damn thing across the room. It didn’t break. It was damaged, sure, but it still worked. I’m not sure I would’ve been able to cope if it had.
I didn’t sleep that night.
The next day, I called in to give an anonymous tip that you were potentially in possession of narcotics. It’s not like I could say: ‘Hey! I broke into this creep’s home and the walls were plastered with pictures of my face! I wasn’t trying to steal anything! Promise!’
I just had been so… dumbstruck… that I had forgotten to record, to take photos, to steal proof. To do anything. I’d found a goldmine of evidence. And yet, I’d squandered it completely.
I beat myself up for weeks, afterwards.
I couldn’t bring myself to go back though… not for a good few months.
You were never charged. To be honest, I don’t think they even searched your house. And I’m sure that had nothing to do with your finances. Or the fact that one of your close friends from university was on the local police force.
It didn’t matter anyway.
When I eventually did manage to force myself to go back, I took hundreds of photos, hours of video footage, documenting everything and sent them to the police via an anonymous email account.
Nothing.
I kept my ear to the ground for weeks and there was nothing. Just… dead silence. It was like I had never bothered in the first place.
I would say more on the matter but there’s really nothing else to say.
I sent more emails, all including detailed accounts of my experiences, photos, videos, everything that could be used to detain you. And nothing.
Not even a scolding for breaking and entering.
I didn’t know how you did it. Didn’t care, frankly. But I knew that it was your fault.
With every email, with nothing to show for it, I felt myself losing more and more hope.
Eventually, I just… stopped sending them. I felt entirely hopeless and alone. No-one was coming to save me. I wanted to give up.
You hadn’t hurt me. Maybe you wouldn’t. That’s what I tried to tell myself, at least. I knew I was lying. That cell was more than enough proof.
(Thoughtful tone) But then I had a thought… If no-one was coming to help then I was going to have to resolve things myself. My own way.
(Determined tone) And I’d make you pay when I did.
(A pause)
I don’t think I’d ever felt rage like that, before that day. Such visceral hatred. It felt so strange and horrible and weirdly violating. I felt dirty. And I hated it. But it wouldn’t stop. No amount of guilt would drown it out.
And I started to wonder what it would feel like to wrap my hands around your neck… and just squeeze.
(A pause)
Something changed in me that day. Permanently.
(Deep inhale and exhale)
So, I started to plan. I went back to that wretched house and took everything I needed. Called in a few favours with a couple old friends. Pulled more shifts at the café. Covered more cases. Cheating spouses, mostly. Not exactly the most riveting stuff. There are only so many telenovelas you can watch before they all blend together. But the important thing is that I saved like Hell. And I watched. And I waited. And I listened.
Drawing you in, closer and closer. But not like before. That was like trying to lure a stray mutt into a kennel. This was like luring a wolf into a slaughterhouse.
And after months of preparation and casual hangouts, I finally decided to bite the bullet and invite you over.
And here we are. With you right where I want you.
It wasn’t fun using myself as live bait. But, hey! You can’t deny it worked.
Besides, it’s not like you were thinking any differently. You thought this was your chance, didn’t you? You though ‘Finally, I’m alone with them. Nothing can go wrong.’
I knew full well what you were planning on doing to me. Do you really think I spilled my tea by accident? That I would be stupid enough to invite you into my home, without some kind of plan?
No.
We both had the same idea. After all, great minds think alike. But this is a monster eat monster world. And I was the hungrier monster.
Because this isn’t what good people do or even just what normal people do. This is what monsters do. You made me a monster.
(Introspective tone) … And I’m not as repulsed by that idea as I should be.
After all, it takes a monster to hurt a monster.
I wouldn’t say I’m worse, though. You know, considering (whispered in listener’s ear) I’m not a sick fuck like you.
I’m pretty sure anything I’ve done pales in comparison to the shit you’ve pulled.
Had things gone your way, you had some real twisted shit in store for me. The kind of shit that, once you know, you can’t unknow.
… I can’t even bring myself to say half of it.
And that’s exactly why I’m keeping you here. I follow the personal philosophy of: an eye for an eye. You fuck over me, I fuck over you. I think that’s fair.
Karma’s a bitch, huh?
(To be continued in Part 2 because Reddit was being a bitch)
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I’ve included a full list of tags here: [AFA] [M4A] [F4A] [Reverse-Yandere] [Yandere(?)] [Sadistic Speaker] [Not in the 'Fun' Way] [Private Eye] [Mystery] [Horror] [Thriller] [Stalking] [Betrayal] [Listener's Plan Backfiring] [Drugging and Mentions of Drugging] [Lots of Swearing] [Bad Jokes] [Coffee Shop AU Gone Wrong] [Being Tied Up and Gagged] [Speaker Character: So, Anyway, I Started Monologuing; As a Treat :)))] [Bad Policing] [Possible Nepotism] [Breaking and Entering] [Mentions of Murder] [Mentions of Torture] [Some Psychological Torture Elements] [Threats of Bodily Harm] [Death Threats] [Stress Positions at the End]
I am a keen fan of horror and it definitely shows. If you’re not a fan of the horror and/or thriller genres, this probably isn’t for you.
This is not and should not be interpreted as a kink/fetish thing. I am Ace and, consequently, I am very uncomfortable with my work being sexualised. That being said, while I do not approve of any of the genders in the script being changed (especially that of the listener, as I want to keep this open to everyone), I am more understanding towards rewording and/or leaving some of the more uncomfortable parts or trigger words out.
None of what’s mentioned here is meant to, in anyway, mock or glorify their real world equivalents. I just like writing evil characters who deserve everything that’s coming to them. They’re fun to hate and rip apart :)
Personally, I would be reluctant to classify this as ASMR. I feel that Audio Roleplay would a better title, simply because this is anything but relaxing.
If you want to monetise this mess, by all means feel free, aside from places with paywalls like Patreon, and give me credit. Please just send a link in the comments, so I can see it :)
Also, please don’t use stolen art in your thumbnails. Credit the artists. Thanks :)
(Wow, I have spent way too long on this lol; the brain worms demanded a sacrifice and they are finally satiated)
***
(For Speaker)
This past year had easily been the most terrifying in your life. It had taken an honestly embarrassingly long time to put the pieces together but you finally had the full picture. And it was a hideous, monstrous thing.
No-one was coming to save you. You’d learnt that lesson the hard way. You were alone, forced to placate and humour a monster that was drawing closer and closer, toying with its food. It wanted to hurt you. It would hurt you if you didn’t do anything.
So, how to you hurt a monster? You become one yourself.
And if you happen to get a little carried away? Oh, well. You’ve always been a strong believer in karma anyway…
***
(For Listener)
Finally, after years of waiting, this was it. It had taken so long and so much effort but it was finally going to pay off. That cute little barista (with a certainly interesting side-gig) was inviting you over to their house. It would just be the two of you. No friends. No family. No distractions or witnesses. You’d made sure of that.
They were finally within your grasp. They were finally going to be yours. To have. To love. To ruin.
It’s going to be exhilarating finally being able to watch their sweet face morph in pain, knowing you were the only thing on their mind.
Finally, you’ll be alone with them. Nothing can go wrong…
***
(Use general sound effects and background music to make scenes more immersive)
(Sound of knocking, followed by front door opening)
Heyyyyyyy! Good see you!
(Sound of hugging. Speaker then pulls back and claps listener on the back)
Come in, come in! Welcome to my humble abode!
(Sound of door shutting)
Shoe rack is over here and coat hooks are at the end of the hall.
Would you like anything to drink? Tea? Coffee?
[.]
(Customer service voice) And do you want any milk or sugar with that? I have soya or oat milk, if you’d prefer (a laugh).
[.]
Cool. I’ll be back in a moment. Make yourself at home.
(Sound of two pairs of footsteps and then listener sitting down on the sofa)
(Distant sound of kettle boiling and speaker humming)
(A few moments later the sound of footsteps and a couple of mugs being set on a table)
Theeeere we go. The green mug is yours.
It‘s not as nice as the stuff I make back at the shop. But I’m sure you can forgive me for the ‘egregious sin’ of not having an industrial coffee grinder.
Do you want to listen to some music?
[.]
(Sound of footsteps)
(Sound of radio switching various stations and loud static)
(Annoyed tone) Ah, it’s acting up again, stupid thing. Damnit.
(Sound of radio being turned off)
(Voice apologetic) Never mind. Sorry.
(Footsteps, followed by sound of speaker sitting down on sofa)
(Sound of listener picking up the mug and taking a swig)
Damn, already? That must be scalding!
[.]
Whatever you say. Weirdo. So, how have you been?
[.]
Yeah, I’ve been good, thanks. Working costumer service has been as much of a blessing as ever! (Short laugh)
[.] (Sound of listener taking a sip)
(Joking tone/banter) Oh, don’t you dare give me that ‘tHe CuStoMeR iS aLwiSe rIgHt’ crap! Do you have any idea how many lectures I get from my boss? All I do is reflect particularly rude customers’ energy back at them. With the way she goes on, you’d think I murdered babies for a living and drank their parents’ tears. Honestly, I’m surprised she hasn’t fired me already. It would be a blessing by this point. But I’m pretty sure she can’t afford to.
Oh, yeah. That reminds me. Get this, right? I swear to God, just the other day, there was a lady who came in and demanded so many shots of espresso I was worried her heart was going to give out there and then. I asked if she was sure and she just looked me dead in the eye, eye bags plain as day, and said: ‘Straight caffeine powder isn’t legal anymore; so, this’ll have to do.’ Honestly, main character energy.
[.]
Exactly. It’s her world. We’re just living in it.
[.]
She’s come in a few times but I wouldn’t call her a regular. I think I saw her wearing a lanyard with the name of the local secondary school on it. So, I’m pretty sure she works there. ‘Can’t really blame her if that’s the case, can I? (A laugh).
[.] (Sound of listener taking a sip)
I’m mean, I probably should’ve refused to serve her. But I couldn’t bring myself to. She looked so dead inside and I’m not that cruel.
Besides, it’s not my responsibility if something happened, you know? It was her decision.
Play stupid games, win stupid prizes. Especially if you get caught out being an idiot.
[.]
No, I don’t think anything happened. I didn’t hear anything, at least.
Admittedly, I haven’t seen her at the shop since. But I also haven’t seen any new job listings at said school. So, you never know… (A laugh).
Maybe I’m being haunted by her eternally-caffeinated spirit for my coffee-related crimes against humanity (speaker makes silly ‘OoOoOoOo’ sound).
(Sound of mug falling over and tea spilling)
Oh, fuck!
(Sound of both speaker and listener getting up)
(Voice sound exasperated) Fucking Hell!
(Voice gentler) Did any spill on you?
[.]
Good. You wait here. I’ll go grab some paper towels.
(Sound of speaker walking away and coming back a few moments later)
(Sound of speaker wiping up the spill)
[.]
Hey, don’t apologise. I was the one who knocked it over because I was being a dumbarse.
Maybe that was Espresso Lady’s revenge! Forever dooming me to spill hot drinks to protect future victims from my wrath.
(Sound of heart beat suddenly thundering in the listener’s ears)
Shit are you okay? You look faint.
[.]
I’ll go grab you some water, hold on.
(Sounds of hurried footsteps, as speaker walks away)
(Sound of hurried footsteps approaching a few moments later)
Bloody Hell, my life is turning into a fetch quest. Okay, maybe not the time for jokes.
Here.
[.]
(Sound of water being drunk from a plastic cup)(Continuous throughout section)
(Placating tone) Thaaaaaat’s it. Small sips. Don’t want you vomiting.
Thaaaaaat’s it. Don’t fight it. You’ll only give yourself a headache. Shshshshsh…
Thaaaaaaaaat’s it. You’re doing so well.
A little more to fully wash it down and… theeeere we go…
(Sound fades out)
***
(Sound fades back in and speaker is humming ‘Final Girl’ by Graveyardguy)(Ignore if not safe for copyright. Replace with general sounds of busywork)
Ah, back with me? Well, at the risk of sounding like a Skyrim NPC, you’re finally awake. You took your sweet time.
Too bad for you Espresso Lady spilled the wrong one, huh? … Nevermind, that was terrible anyway.
Don’t struggle, don’t struggle. Well, I mean, you can if you want. I doubt the circulation to your hands and feet would appreciate it though. Just take a second to get your bearings.
Also, don’t mind the gag. I’m just not in the mood for your screaming.
I know it must be torture, not being able to run your mouth for once in your life. But, honestly… seeing you like this is (tone slightly breathless) so cathartic. Look at you.
To be honest, I was worried that seeing you like this would make me chicken out. It’s one thing to fantasise about something; it’s another thing entirely to see it in front of you.
That wide-eyed expression. ‘Surprisingly cute and innocuous for a creature so vile. You should make it more often. And I’m more than willing to help.
(A laugh) It’s funny: before all this, the last thing I would’ve regarded myself as was a sadist. A strong believer in karma, yes, but not a sadist. But, then again, I’d never despised anyone so entirely before either. I’ve never wanted hurt someone so badly before. You really do bring out the worst in me.
But I’m getting ahead of myself.
Sooo, let’s address the elephant in the room: I know you’ve been stalking me. It’s why I brought you here, actually. I’ve been investigating you for a while.
I know! The resident private eye decided to do a background check. Shocker(!)
Turns out I can do a little more than just latte art, huh?
(Tone mocking) Awww, poor thing. How does it feel to be outplayed, for once?
Does it hurt? Does it scare you? Not knowing what was happening just under your nose? Thinking that you could trust someone, only to find out they had their own ulterior motives?
It scared me. More than you know. But I’m sure you’re going to become very familiar with that feeling. Very soon. Just like I did.
But I’m sure if you could talk, besides the screaming for help, you’d be asking a lot of questions. Like why I’m doing this? Or how I found you out?
I owe you nothing. I really don’t. But because I’m nice, I’ll tell you a little story. A truly ‘captivating’ tale. I know, I know, bad joke.
I have a lot I want to say. Self-indulgent, sure, but I think I more than deserve it, given all the shit I’ve been through. Consider this my ‘villain’ speech. Doomsday weapon not included.
It all started when I was realised I was being followed home. I won’t lie, I was embarrassingly slow on the uptake. Ironic, given my job but what can you do?
It had been late at night, having just closed up, and I was headed to the bus station. The streets were almost entirely deserted, aside from the occasional night owl or drunk. It was peaceful.
And then I saw a figure, with their hood drawn up, out of the corner of my eye. I didn’t think anything of it. Why would I? So, together we walked down to the bus stop, not saying a word, and got on a bus. So far, so normal.
When we got to my stop, I got off. And I noticed that that same person had gotten off with me. Again nothing really unusual. Except we were taking the exact same route. Both at the same even pace, except that the mystery figure followed from just further down the road. Just far down enough that, if I hadn’t seen them get off at the same stop, I honestly wouldn’t have thought anything of it. We matched each other perfectly, road for road, turn for turn.
I’ve always been mildly paranoid. Kinda need to be, for the type of work I do. So, as we got closer and closer to my neighbourhood, I started to get anxious. We’d been taking the same route for a good half hour and I still hadn’t seen their face.
So, I decided to test my hypothesis. I took a left. They took a left. I took another left. They took another left. I took yet another left. They look that same left. I went straight. They went straight. I took a right. They took a right. I took another right. They did too.
By that point I was certain, so I crossed as many random roads as I could, provided they were well lit, until I was satisfied that I’d lost my pursuer. And then I headed home.
I would’ve forgotten about it, written it off as just a random mugger. But I couldn’t. Not given the then-recent disappearance. Disappearances happen all the time. It’s a big city, with plenty of shady alleys and shadier people. The world isn’t going to stop turning just because one poor soul vanished off the face of it. But this one stood out. It was an old classmate of mine, I believe, back in college. The guy was an arsehole; nobody liked him. Least of all myself, given how he used to torment me. But, still, the effect was the same. It just… stuck with me.
I wasn’t exactly fond of the idea of travelling via public transport. But I didn’t have a choice. My car had failed its MOT spectacularly. So, I was in the middle of the long, painful process of finding another.
It set me on edge and I started to feel like I was being watched every time I headed home. Did you know there’s a word for that? The sensation of being watched. Scopaesthesia. For some reason, I’ve never thought that sounded right.
But regardless of whatever it’s called or should be called, it started to freak me out, the longer it went on. I kept seeing that same hooded figure, out the corner of my eye.
I stuck to the lit streets, even if it took me a good 15 minutes longer. None of my co-workers could walk me home, as they lived on the other side of town.
Maybe that’s why I noticed the pattern. Because I was already on-guard.
I enjoyed your company. I’d even argue that I looked forward to it. I started working at that café when I was strapped for cash and it was the only place that would take me. ‘Not exactly my first choice and I wasn’t exactly thrilled about having to get a second job, in the first place. But you made it bearable.
You were nice. Maybe a little overly flirty but nice. You were the type of person to chat at the counter, while I made your drink, and just ask how I was doing. Who I told which drinks to try and which tasted foul. Who I gave occasional discounts to, just for the sake of it.
You treated me like an actual person. Not dirt under your shoes or a convenience to be tolerated. (Voice sounding mildly hurt) Perhaps I would’ve even gone as far as to call us friends.
I kept seeing you outside of work, from time to time. At first I thought nothing of it. Given how frequently you visited the shop, it wasn’t hard to imagine that you lived or worked locally. But then I kept seeing you. And kept seeing you. And kept seeing you.
I saw the way you side-eyed me. The way you often had your phone angled at me, like you were taking a photo.
It didn’t take long to guess that I was being tailed. Given my line of work, it’s not rare for PIs to be followed by other PIs. Das ist the beauty of counter-surveillance. And it’s not like you were being very subtle. That’s what I thought at first. So, I did some digging.
It would take way too long to describe everything that I did. So, I’ll give you the cliff notes version.
During one of your visits, I said that there was an issue regarding your membership and that I’d need your details, including your full name and email. That’s how I got hold of your surname.
Using that, I looked on various public databases and found your address. And, sure enough, you lived maybe 5, 10 minutes away from my place of work.
Moreover, your license plate matched that of a car that had been parking outside my house for weeks.
Googling your name, I found your LinkedIn. No mention of any affiliation with any kind of PI agency, law firm or police department. Nothing that seemed to suggest any training either. You were in a completely different field. That set off immediate red flags.
If you weren’t a PI then why were you following me?
At that point, I tried to report my findings to the police. Multiple times. Even if you lacked a criminal record, beyond a couple of speeding tickets, it was obvious I was being stalked. But everything that I had gathered was circumstantial. Even the photographic evidence of you following me was apparently questionable, as it could’ve been just a bad case of wrong place, wrong time. So they did nothing.
They just… brushed me off.
(Sarcasm) Which was extremely helpful.
Can you imagine that for a moment? Assuming you’re even capable of empathy. The very people who had hired you in the past, who understood your capabilities and trusted you because of them, suddenly dismissing you? Despite how many times they’d relied on you gathering evidence? …Despite how much time you’d spent with them?
If I’m being honest, it stung. But fine.
If they weren’t going to do anything because of a lack of poof, then I would find proof.
So I kept digging.
I looked at your social media and searched for who was most frequently tagged or mentioned. From there, I approached those that I could and struck up casual conversation. Most of it was superficial fluff. Nothing of substance, even when I mentioned being a loose friend of yours. After the sixth attempt that had gone absolutely fucking nowhere, I was tempted to call it a dead end. But I decided to head down to the local pub and try again anyway.
Jackpot.
Admittedly, it was probably because he already had a few drinks in him, but your friend Jake was most forthcoming. Very friendly bloke. When I mentioned you, he was more than happy to talk about your relationship. Ranging from what the pair of you did at work. To the fact you didn’t like inviting others over. To your little ‘thing’ for a quote unquote ‘cute local barista’.
As you can imagine, that latter part peaked my interest.
Apparently, you’d been meaning to ask for their number, for who knows how long. That’s what you told him, at least.
So, you were so very lucky when that same barista offered you a wink and their number a few days later! The look on your little face… honestly, precious…
(Tone sour) It was a little less ‘precious’ when I started to notice my possessions going ‘missing’.
It was mostly small things, at first. Things that, if I hadn’t been looking for them, I probably wouldn’t have noticed.
But as the months went by and we talked more and more, you got bolder.
It was becoming increasingly impossible to ignore and I knew if I didn’t say anything it would start to look suspicious. Who wouldn’t start getting pissed off and ranting at not being able to find whatever they were looking for? Especially to their friends?
So, I complained to you about it. Ranting on and on about how I’d put something down and it’d ‘magically disappear’. It’s not like I wasn’t frustrated. And every time I mentioned it, all you did was laugh and say that I was ‘scatter-brained’ and ‘it would probably turn up eventually’.
You were toying with me. I could see it in the way you looked at me, that glimmer of possessiveness in your eye. I could feel it in the way you stalked me, like a predator circling prey, drawing ever closer but not willing to end the chase just yet. I wasn’t a person to you. I was a prize, a thing to be won.
Hell, at one point, you even had the audacity to mention that one of your hobbies was lock-picking.
You were so sure you were pulling one over on me. (Voice full of vitriol) It was disgusting.
(A pause for a few seconds)
I got a home alarm soon after that little chat. I’d been meaning to for months. But you mentioning that particular little detail made it apparent that I couldn’t put it off any longer. It was only a small thing. ‘All I could afford at the time. (Voice sounding defeated) It never worked.
Hell, I don’t think it even worked as a deterrent.
(Half-muttered to self) Now that I think about it, I’m pretty sure my radio started acting on the fritz around the same time. ‘Thought that was probably only coincidence. I can’t blame you for everything that’s gone wrong in my life. Only most of it.
Knowing that started making me even more paranoid. Sometimes, I’d swear that I saw movement in the corner of my eye. Or heard footsteps down the hall. I would look around but never found anything. I wasn’t sleeping well, as you can imagine, so my first impulse was to blame that. Surely you wouldn’t be so brazen or stupid as to break in when you knew I would be home… would you?
That didn’t stop me from keeping 999 on speed dial though.
Sometimes, I’d even call you, just to keep account of where you were or what you were doing. Sometimes you picked up. Sometimes you didn’t. The times you didn’t scared me.
You loved it. I could hear the smug smile in your voice whenever I called you. Knowing that you got off to it, that you though I was weak and just that desperate for your company… It was humiliating.
If I couldn’t get through to you, I called my friends. I always made sure that I had at least one person on the line, at any point that I felt eyes burning into the back of my head. So that if anything ever happened to me, someone would know.
Even as some of them grew increasingly distant or stopped responding all together, I kept calling. If my old friends refused to pick up, I made new ones at work or online. Co-workers, patrons. Anyone that was practically chatty, really. It wasn’t the best solution and I’m pretty sure that my calls at three in the morning weren’t best appreciated but it was the best I could do.
I’ve always been good at saying what people want to hear.
As time went on, things started to slow until they just kinda… plateaued. I couldn’t find anything else. Sure you had a life online but nothing that I could use to incriminate you. Using open-source intelligence was proving painfully fruitless. Brute-forcing your credentials wasn’t working. At least you weren’t enough of a ‘lovesick’ fool to use my name as a password.
I even managed to find out your Wi-Fi password. Only for my moment of triumph to be crushed by finding out you used a VPN on all your devices. There was nothing Wireshark could do about that. I considered slamming my head into a wall, after that little discovery.
But beyond that, the constant dread became almost routine. When I closed my eyes, I could almost pretend it was like before. That I was just laughing and joking with my friend, rather than teasing a bear trap, hoping to God that it wouldn’t spring on me.
(Deep breath)
Of course, after I’d been talking, hanging out in public and following you for a while, I had a pretty good idea of your general schedule.
So, I decided to pay your home a visit while you were out.
Now, normally, I wouldn’t do anything so blatantly illegal. It’s a major risk to my credibility. But I was getting desperate… and off the clock, sooo…
(Sigh)
(More serious tone) Despite everything, I wanted to be proven wrong, you know. That I was just being paranoid. It wouldn’t be the first time.
Maybe you were just someone with a crush, who was visiting a friend or family member in my neighbourhood. Even though I knew none of them lived nearby.
Maybe I really was just an idiot losing their shit and you just had poor timing and some unfortunate hobbies.
Maybe you were just socially awkward and I was seeing things that weren’t there.
I got inside and the first thing that struck me was the smell. The place reeked of rot and cleaner, sharp and acrid, making my stomach churn.
I crept through the darkness, despite myself. I knew you weren’t home. I had watched you leave and had meticulously checked your schedule for hours beforehand. I know I should’ve turned on my torch sooner. But I couldn’t help it. It felt wrong, even when I was trampling paper underfoot. I strayed deeper and deeper into the darkness, until I found what I assumed would be your bedroom, if the single lit window at night was anything to go by.
Finally, I turned on my torch and…
(Horrified tone) The walls were covered in hundreds, upon hundreds of pictures of me. Some at my places of work, some while I was asleep, some from inside my own home.
I barely suppressed a wave of bile and a horse cry died in my suddenly-too-dry throat, giving way to a low moan of terror.
All I could do was stare, unable to tear my eyes away. Scanning over row after row after row of photographs.
(Incredulous laugh) I still don’t know how you took some of them. I pretty much always keep my curtains and blinds shut.
All those private little moments. Rereading an old favourite. Singing along to a shitty pop song on Heart with a little too much enthusiasm. Just taking a nice hot shower for a little longer than strictly necessary. Violated.
There was even a fucking shrine.
You had stolen so much. Including stuff that I hadn’t even noticed, despite actively being on-guard. Clothes, the contents of my bins, post that had never arrived… (Tone of revulsion) underwear… And that’s just stuff off the top of my head.
There were pieces of paper and notebooks everywhere. Some were filled with nothing but my name, over and over and over again. Others were filled with declarations of ‘love’. And some were filled with fantasies about what you’d do to me. Many of which were… violent.
I rifled through your drawers and found everything, ranging from ropes to what looked like possible roofies to copies of my work diary
I kept looking around. I couldn’t stop myself.
I thought this had been going on for a few months, outside. But I was wrong. This had been going on for years. I’d been watched for years and had never realised.
Eventually it reached a point that there were so many pictures and pages and papers that they almost became mundane. Almost.
I don’t know how long I wandered there. Minutes? Hours? It was like time itself understood the horror of what I’d found and stood still in shock. For such a moderately-sized home, the corridors were strangely endless. Like they wanted to entomb me. That’s obviously what their owner wanted.
Finally, on the ground floor, I saw the door to your cellar. It was white. Simple. Non-descript. And, yet, it felt… off. It was weirdly compelling. Like I needed to go down there. Like I needed to know what was down there.
The closer I drew, the more magnetic it became, emanating this strange ‘aura’, for lack of a better term.
Of course, I realised how stupid it was. Everyone knows that the idiot who wanders down into the murder basement in a horror movie doesn’t make it out alive.
But you were gone and I was already snooping, so what was a little more?
It was locked but only with a simple padlock. Nothing too difficult.
I picked it with little resistance and started to walk down the stairs. They were unlit. And kept going down and down and down, deeper and deeper. It felt far too deep for a normal basement. Like the earth itself was trying to swallow me whole.
When I reached the bottom, it was pitch-black, with only the torchlight to illuminate my surroundings, barely piercing the darkness.
The air was thick with dust and bleach. So much bleach it made my eyes water and my head spin.
Eventually, I managed to find the light switch. I pawed at it and a single, naked bulb spluttered into life, momentarily blinding me. When my sight finally cleared, I peered around the room now cast in a sickly-yellow hue.
It was… small. No, not small. Small is the wrong word. Cramped. Suffocating. The walls felt close and oppressive. The wall closest to me was covered in shelving, littered with various boxes, tools and general DIY stuff, like paints and solvents.
But that wasn’t what drew my eye.
No, what filled me with abject horror was on the other side of the room.
It was a cell, made up of floor to ceiling bars. Each black pillar easily as thick as my forearm. With just enough room to fit an arm through but nothing more. The door was open.
In front of it was an old, wooden table. It was worn but clearly still sturdy, with various objects scattered across it.
I drew closer. I wish I hadn’t.
On the table was a box and a few small black things. At first I thought they were wing nuts. But as I got closer and my eyes adjusted to the low light, I realised they were part of larger mechanisms. I picked up one of the strange objects to get a better look and something black flaked off in my hand. It was too course and gritty to be paint.
It took me a few moments to recognise it but as soon as I did I felt my stomach drop.
It was a thumbscrew. A fucking thumbscrew that had been used.
I put it back on the table and immediately tried to rub off the sensation of brittle rust. I rubbed and rubbed until my skin felt raw, a dull sting drowning it out.
I turned my attention back to the table. The box sat there, innocently.
I had to open it. I knew I did. I was in too deep now.
So, I watched, numb, as my hands reached towards it. As they unhooked the simple latch, the only thing keeping it closed. As they took out piece after piece of paper.
It felt like my mind was underwater and, for a moment, the only coherent thought that filtered through was that the paper felt weirdly tacky against my glove. Like photo paper.
I looked and, sure enough, that’s what they were. Each picture perfectly glossy without a single finger print in sight. Each A5 piece depicted a close up of single person looking straight at the camera, expression blank.
Something about them struck me as odd and, as I peered closer, I realised their hair was wrong. Instead of fully falling down, like hair normally does, it instead seemed to slightly splay out to the sides. Like the people being photographed were lying down at the time.
I looked closer and felt my blood turn to ice.
These weren’t normal pictures or selfies.
No, these were different.
The subjects’ eyes were cold and glassy. Unseeing.
They were the eyes of corpses.
The photos were… trophies. Each commemorating a different person.
And I realised I recognised some of them. Each having harassed me at some point in my life. At school, at my work… I wasn’t exactly ‘normal’ growing up. I attracted bullies like moths to flame. And you knew it.
I don’t know how long I stared at them before having the common-sense to flip one over.
There was writing on the back, something in red pen. It was completely illegible.
I flipped over another. The same. I flipped over a couple more until I found one that had something actually readable on the back: ‘They’re mine to ruin’.
I didn’t understand at the time, still don’t, but if I had to hazard a guess as to why, I’d say that this wasn’t some attempt to protect me or my honour. This wasn’t you ‘eliminating any possible competition’. It was because you were jealous. You were jealous that they got to hurt me first, instead of you. You wanted and still want to ‘ruin’ me. To tear me down, bit by bit.
I counted 8 total. Only 5 were official missing persons’ cases.
Once my hands stopped shaking, I put the photos back in the box and redirected my attention to the cell, the door still open, as if beckoning me. The shadows were thicker inside.
I turned on my torch and entered. The stench of bleach and ammonia was almost unbearable. And for a moment, I was inexplicably convinced that the door would swing shut, trapping me inside. It didn’t.
Instead, I was stuck by how cold it was and, looking up, I could see a small vent directly above me. I was so distracted that I didn’t look where I was going until – clunk.
My foot hit something thick and heavy, like metal.
I looked down and saw a long cast iron chain, snaking across the floor. What the fuck?
I followed it, torchlight tracing it back to its source at the wall. It connected just shy of head height, doing nothing but leading me to further puzzlement.
I traced it back to the other end.
And then I saw it. At the other end was a large hoop of wrought black metal, with a piece that seemed to swing on a hinge. I couldn’t be…
I picked it up. I had to be sure.
I examined it closer. It was.
It was a fucking collar.
I ran. I barely remembered to turn off the light and lock the door behind me, before I was running out of that house like a bat out of Hell.
I ran all the way home, buses or taxis be damned.
I won’t lie, the first thing I did when I got home was have a panic attack. I didn’t fully calm down for another two and a half hours.
I know because every tick of my watch grated against my ears, causing fresh waves of hysteria to wash over me. Eventually, I ended up lobbing the damn thing across the room. It didn’t break. It was damaged, sure, but it still worked. I’m not sure I would’ve been able to cope if it had.
I didn’t sleep that night.
The next day, I called in to give an anonymous tip that you were potentially in possession of narcotics. It’s not like I could say: ‘Hey! I broke into this creep’s home and the walls were plastered with pictures of my face! I wasn’t trying to steal anything! Promise!’
I just had been so… dumbstruck… that I had forgotten to record, to take photos, to steal proof. To do anything. I’d found a goldmine of evidence. And yet, I’d squandered it completely.
I beat myself up for weeks, afterwards.
I couldn’t bring myself to go back though… not for a good few months.
You were never charged. To be honest, I don’t think they even searched your house. And I’m sure that had nothing to do with your finances. Or the fact that one of your close friends from university was on the local police force.
It didn’t matter anyway.
When I eventually did manage to force myself to go back, I took hundreds of photos, hours of video footage, documenting everything and sent them to the police via an anonymous email account.
Nothing.
I kept my ear to the ground for weeks and there was nothing. Just… dead silence. It was like I had never bothered in the first place.
I would say more on the matter but there’s really nothing else to say.
I sent more emails, all including detailed accounts of my experiences, photos, videos, everything that could be used to detain you. And nothing.
Not even a scolding for breaking and entering.
I didn’t know how you did it. Didn’t care, frankly. But I knew that it was your fault.
With every email, with nothing to show for it, I felt myself losing more and more hope.
Eventually, I just… stopped sending them. I felt entirely hopeless and alone. No-one was coming to save me. I wanted to give up.
You hadn’t hurt me. Maybe you wouldn’t. That’s what I tried to tell myself, at least. I knew I was lying. That cell was more than enough proof.
(Thoughtful tone) But then I had a thought… If no-one was coming to help then I was going to have to resolve things myself. My own way.
(Determined tone) And I’d make you pay when I did.
(A pause)
I don’t think I’d ever felt rage like that, before that day. Such visceral hatred. It felt so strange and horrible and weirdly violating. I felt dirty. And I hated it. But it wouldn’t stop. No amount of guilt would drown it out.
And I started to wonder what it would feel like to wrap my hands around your neck… and just squeeze.
(A pause)
Something changed in me that day. Permanently.
(Deep inhale and exhale)
So, I started to plan. I went back to that wretched house and took everything I needed. Called in a few favours with a couple old friends. Pulled more shifts at the café. Covered more cases. Cheating spouses, mostly. Not exactly the most riveting stuff. There are only so many telenovelas you can watch before they all blend together. But the important thing is that I saved like Hell. And I watched. And I waited. And I listened.
Drawing you in, closer and closer. But not like before. That was like trying to lure a stray mutt into a kennel. This was like luring a wolf into a slaughterhouse.
And after months of preparation and casual hangouts, I finally decided to bite the bullet and invite you over.
And here we are. With you right where I want you.
It wasn’t fun using myself as live bait. But, hey! You can’t deny it worked.
Besides, it’s not like you were thinking any differently. You thought this was your chance, didn’t you? You though ‘Finally, I’m alone with them. Nothing can go wrong.’
I knew full well what you were planning on doing to me. Do you really think I spilled my tea by accident? That I would be stupid enough to invite you into my home, without some kind of plan?
No.
We both had the same idea. After all, great minds think alike. But this is a monster eat monster world. And I was the hungrier monster.
Because this isn’t what good people do or even just what normal people do. This is what monsters do. You made me a monster.
(Introspective tone) … And I’m not as repulsed by that idea as I should be.
After all, it takes a monster to hurt a monster.
I wouldn’t say I’m worse, though. You know, considering (whispered in listener’s ear) I’m not a sick fuck like you.
I’m pretty sure anything I’ve done pales in comparison to the shit you’ve pulled.
Had things gone your way, you had some real twisted shit in store for me. The kind of shit that, once you know, you can’t unknow.
… I can’t even bring myself to say half of it.
And that’s exactly why I’m keeping you here. I follow the personal philosophy of: an eye for an eye. You fuck over me, I fuck over you. I think that’s fair.
Karma’s a bitch, huh?
(To be continued in Part 2 because Reddit was being a bitch)
2023.03.28 18:33 HomoLiberus Trying to take advantage of the Spring Sale to buy a monitor. Is this one worth it? I have an RTX 2070 Super if that matters. Thank you in advance.
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2023.03.28 17:37 username-_redacted Large sous vide cooks on the cheap
 | submitted by username-_redacted to sousvide [link] [comments] https://preview.redd.it/ybcsxgoovhqa1.png?width=1159&format=png&auto=webp&s=46b144b1bcf81c984a50bfcf16ac2acf0c530130 I posted here about my favorite sous vide recipe, one of my own devising, steel cut oats. One of the things I like about it is that the oats last WEEKS in the fridge in Ball jars and so I can prepare 2 or more weeks worth of breakfasts for my family in one evening. As such I've been looking for options to cook more jars at once. I have a Lipavi C10 and like it a lot but it will only hold 6 1-quart ball jars at a time. I've been contemplating the C20 which would double that but at $48 I'm just not there. However, I have been a fan of 12-gallon flip-top crates from Costco for years and they're $8. I've been testing whether that might be a good option for certain cooks. Wanted to share what I've found. First thing is that my circulator (an Anova Precision cooker) and I think most circulators will only sit at a particular height from the rim/edge. This container's base dimensions are approximately 13 inches by 18 inches so each inch of water is almost exactly one gallon. That means with the circulator at the top edge of the container I'd probably need to heat up ~9 gallons of water to reach the minimum depth. Fortunately the main thing I'm interested in using it for is a quart ball jar that's 6.5 inches tall. So I only want about 6 inches of water in it. I therefore cut a small hole just larger enough for the holder to go through. The bottom of the hole is 7.5 inches from the bottom of the container which means the circulator sits just above the bottom and 6 inches of water is still safely below the hole. If you try this you'll want to measure accordingly but this works well for me. https://preview.redd.it/fwuiur13zhqa1.png?width=745&format=png&auto=webp&s=923ea4f6dae5cdb86bbaffd6bcd2f610423465ba I made the cut with an oscillating saw and it took < a minute. I've since cleaned up the edge a bit. I do like the hole being in the middle of the height as opposed to cutting all the way down from the rim because I think the container retains a lot more strength this way. There's a lot of material and ridges at the top that I wouldn't want to cut through. That said, I may also try a second bin with the hole moved to the left a bit so as to be centered on the short side. That way I can notch a half hole in both lids and be able to open and close the lids without removing the circulator, but keep the lids closed while cooking to retain heat and steam. I've got plenty of things around the house I use these for where a small hole in this first version won't bother me at all (tarps, hoses, etc). I've been running it for a few hours now at 155 (my oatmeal recipe, my primary purpose for this, is 155 for an hour). The plastic container feels just fine, not flimsy, seems at no risk of failing. I'm not sure what the limits of the plastic are so if you're cooking at 185 for 10 hours I'd probably stick with an igloo cooler or something like that. But for $8 this will let me fit 14 quart ball jars all upright and I'm pretty delighted with that. That's 2 more than the Lipavi C20 would give me and $40 less. Plus, between cooks this will sit in the pantry to store the circulator and the ball jars as we go through them and clean them. Happy to answer any questions you might have. |