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2023.06.06 05:02 Gist_it Latest in Ukraine: Kyiv isn't saying if its counteroffensive has begun (June 5)
Kyiv remains silent on whether its counteroffensive in Ukraine has begun, amid rising speculation due to reports of heavy fighting.
What to watch: Ukraine has not confirmed a major offensive in Donetsk, nor Russia's claim of thwarting an attack and killing hundreds of Ukrainian troops. * NATO's eastern flank countries will hold a summit in Slovakia on Tuesday, discussing the situation in Ukraine. * NATO's chief hopes to bring Sweden into the military alliance this month, pending Turkey and Hungary's approval.
Last week's key events: Ukraine's air defenses shot down several drone and missile strikes over Kyiv, while fighters backed by Ukraine launched a guerrilla campaign in southern Russia's Belgorod region. * Europe has mixed views on Ukraine's bid to join NATO, with Germany stating it is not the time for discussion amid the ongoing conflict.
Ukrainian authorities avoiding responsibility for the drone strikes targeted at Moscow, while British Foreign Secretary James Cleverly supports Ukraine's right to strike outside its borders.
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What to watch: Ukraine has not confirmed a major offensive in Donetsk, nor Russia's claim of thwarting an attack and killing hundreds of Ukrainian troops. * NATO's eastern flank countries will hold a summit in Slovakia on Tuesday, discussing the situation in Ukraine. * NATO's chief hopes to bring Sweden into the military alliance this month, pending Turkey and Hungary's approval.
Last week's key events: Ukraine's air defenses shot down several drone and missile strikes over Kyiv, while fighters backed by Ukraine launched a guerrilla campaign in southern Russia's Belgorod region. * Europe has mixed views on Ukraine's bid to join NATO, with Germany stating it is not the time for discussion amid the ongoing conflict.
Ukrainian authorities avoiding responsibility for the drone strikes targeted at Moscow, while British Foreign Secretary James Cleverly supports Ukraine's right to strike outside its borders.
View original article on NPR
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2023.06.06 05:01 borntobemild- Local news stations are now reporting on China/Mexico criminal money laundering
submitted by borntobemild- to ADVChina [link] [comments]2023.06.06 05:01 JustCuriousArizona Looking at Ericson's and Nokia's margins
 | Below is Ericsson's historical margin chart followed by Nokia's. No matter what the Frost report says, "Ericsson is #1", I wouldn't buy Ericsson yet or start to do DCA on Ericsson, their margins are on a negative trajectory, meaning they are feeling the competition, their margin curve needs to flatten or rise for several quarters to start DCA. Nokia on the other hand their margins are high enough, long enough to say they have likely turn around and to start DCA is legitimate. submitted by JustCuriousArizona to Nok [link] [comments] I think both Ericsson and Nokia will be around 5 years from now, but the present margin curve for Nokia appears to have flattened out while Ericsson is still going negative. This is the problem with listening to news and reports about companies, companies performing badly (Ericsson) will release news and reports saying they are the best company, Nokia releases news items and reports about who they are partnering with for future development. News is just news, when you have a "show me the money" attitude that Wallstreet has, you look at the margins before buying into the stock. So right now, Ericsson can brag all they want that they are #1 in the Frost report and Gartner report, but Wallstreet is looking at the earnings report and margins and Ericsson's stock is likely to go down some more. One can justify buying Nokia on DCA right now by Nokia's 6 quarters of flat operating margin curves, +/- 300 bps. Ericsson's Margin Chart Nokia's Margin Chart |
2023.06.06 05:00 ppitm Nova Kakhovka dam in Ukraine was just destroyed. People might want to visit the news subs and reassure people that this can't cause a meltdown at Zaporizhzhia NPP
Source: https://twitter.com/yarotrof/status/1665908749205409795
In my experience almost no one is aware that nuclear reactors are cooled by closed coolant loops, and that the loss of the ultimate heat sink just prevents them from operating at power.
Also, the news media have stubbornly refused to report that almost all the reactors are in cold shutdown, with the remainder just providing district heating.
Taken together, you will have millions of people convinced that Chernobyl x6 in imminent. Some comments from knowledgeable people could at least tamp down the shit show on Reddit in the next few hours.
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In my experience almost no one is aware that nuclear reactors are cooled by closed coolant loops, and that the loss of the ultimate heat sink just prevents them from operating at power.
Also, the news media have stubbornly refused to report that almost all the reactors are in cold shutdown, with the remainder just providing district heating.
Taken together, you will have millions of people convinced that Chernobyl x6 in imminent. Some comments from knowledgeable people could at least tamp down the shit show on Reddit in the next few hours.
2023.06.06 04:47 closertodreams Ultimate Guide for AMV Freshies/Undergrads 🎒
📌 Hi, AMVians! Since in two days, makakalabas na rin kami ng college officially, just wanted to drop tips, tricks, and lists of essentials here for my co-amvians to take note of.
🎒 School Supplies:
1.) Basic Calculator (Preferrably with square root function but not with tax functions)
2.) Notebooks/Binder (I can't highlight this enough pero please find the time to compile your notes as soon as you read this or as soon as you enter AMV, just please.)
3.) Index Cards (Sometimes for recitations, sometimes for compilation of formulas)
4.) 1x1 and 2x2 Pictures (For seatplans and/or recitations)
5.) Ballpens
6.) Highlighters (Recommending stabilo or faber castell)
7.) Packed Lunch (You only have more or less 30 minutes worth of lunch time, it'll be a waste of energy to always buy food + it's expensive)
📚 Book Recommendations
📌 Note: For all levels na ito, check niyo na lang yung applicable sa inyo pero ito yung mga best na nagamit ko.
1.) Practical Financial Accounting by Valix
2.) Financial Accounting and Reporting by Villaluz 🏆 (Kapag namaster mo to, kaya mo na lahat ng Intermediate Accounting exams mo)
3.) Intermediate Accounting 1, 2, and 3 by Dean Empleo
4.) Auditing Theory by Salosagcol
5.) Auditing Problems by Ocampo
6.) CPA Reviewer in Taxation by Tabag 🏆 (Kadalasan dito lang kinukuha mga tanong sa tax exams)
7.) Business Law by Soriano 🏆 (All law lessons na kailangan mo in all your law subjects nandito na)
📝 Tips and Tricks:
📌 Please compile your notes. If hindi man notes, at least formulas. That's when index cards are most useful. Magagamit mo yan to survive your last sem in AMV.
📌 Solve as many problems possible. Mas magandang pasadahan mo lang nang isang beses yung lesson pero dumiretso solving ka muna tapos figure out the concepts along the way. Compile solution manuals, madodownload mo rin online.
📌 Magsearch ng sample handouts/exams online. Yes, meron. Usually nasa coursehero or studocu, usually around that level of difficulty lang yung AMV exams if hindi same.
📌 Join organizations. Marami kang matututunan outside academics kung sasali ka ng orgs. Make sure lang kaya mo isabay sa load mo kasi super heavy rin ng demands ng organizations.
📌 Don't cheat. Petty as it sounds, but obviously, nakakagawa paraan AMV para hindi ka makalabas ng arch kung cheater ka. Lumaban ng patas. Kakayanin ang AMV, 'wag mo na dumihan reputation mo.
🫰 Kakayanin niyo yan, guys! Marami pang kailangan malagpasan na pagsubok pero hindi impossible. Samahan mo na rin ng dasal kasi sa panahon na sobrang panghihinaan ka ng loob, masarap sa pakiramdam na ilabas lahat ng hinanakit mo sa mundo sa Kaniya.
❓If may additional questions, drop it here na lang and not through pm para same thread or post lang.
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🎒 School Supplies:
1.) Basic Calculator (Preferrably with square root function but not with tax functions)
2.) Notebooks/Binder (I can't highlight this enough pero please find the time to compile your notes as soon as you read this or as soon as you enter AMV, just please.)
3.) Index Cards (Sometimes for recitations, sometimes for compilation of formulas)
4.) 1x1 and 2x2 Pictures (For seatplans and/or recitations)
5.) Ballpens
6.) Highlighters (Recommending stabilo or faber castell)
7.) Packed Lunch (You only have more or less 30 minutes worth of lunch time, it'll be a waste of energy to always buy food + it's expensive)
📚 Book Recommendations
📌 Note: For all levels na ito, check niyo na lang yung applicable sa inyo pero ito yung mga best na nagamit ko.
1.) Practical Financial Accounting by Valix
2.) Financial Accounting and Reporting by Villaluz 🏆 (Kapag namaster mo to, kaya mo na lahat ng Intermediate Accounting exams mo)
3.) Intermediate Accounting 1, 2, and 3 by Dean Empleo
4.) Auditing Theory by Salosagcol
5.) Auditing Problems by Ocampo
6.) CPA Reviewer in Taxation by Tabag 🏆 (Kadalasan dito lang kinukuha mga tanong sa tax exams)
7.) Business Law by Soriano 🏆 (All law lessons na kailangan mo in all your law subjects nandito na)
📝 Tips and Tricks:
📌 Please compile your notes. If hindi man notes, at least formulas. That's when index cards are most useful. Magagamit mo yan to survive your last sem in AMV.
📌 Solve as many problems possible. Mas magandang pasadahan mo lang nang isang beses yung lesson pero dumiretso solving ka muna tapos figure out the concepts along the way. Compile solution manuals, madodownload mo rin online.
📌 Magsearch ng sample handouts/exams online. Yes, meron. Usually nasa coursehero or studocu, usually around that level of difficulty lang yung AMV exams if hindi same.
📌 Join organizations. Marami kang matututunan outside academics kung sasali ka ng orgs. Make sure lang kaya mo isabay sa load mo kasi super heavy rin ng demands ng organizations.
📌 Don't cheat. Petty as it sounds, but obviously, nakakagawa paraan AMV para hindi ka makalabas ng arch kung cheater ka. Lumaban ng patas. Kakayanin ang AMV, 'wag mo na dumihan reputation mo.
🫰 Kakayanin niyo yan, guys! Marami pang kailangan malagpasan na pagsubok pero hindi impossible. Samahan mo na rin ng dasal kasi sa panahon na sobrang panghihinaan ka ng loob, masarap sa pakiramdam na ilabas lahat ng hinanakit mo sa mundo sa Kaniya.
❓If may additional questions, drop it here na lang and not through pm para same thread or post lang.
2023.06.06 04:45 thefinerthingsclubvp Local journalists among hundreds to walk out on Gannett
 | Excerpt: "Those cutbacks have hit local newsrooms across the country, including in the Hudson Valley, where Gannett owns three papers: The Times Herald-Record, The Poughkeepsie Journal and The Journal News, which publishes online at LoHud.com. The Journal News has lost a majority of its staff over the past 10 years. The Times Herald-Record and Poughkeepsie Journal have no full-time news reporters (one reporter covers Poughkeepsie part-time) and no editors. Those papers will soon be edited regionally by a program called The Center for Community Journalism, which will consolidate operations at some of Gannett’s smaller papers into one network, according to Asher Stockler, a Journal News reporter and secretary of the Hudson Valley News Guild, the NewsGuild division representing the Hudson Valley journalists. submitted by thefinerthingsclubvp to hudsonvalley [link] [comments] “With every vacant position, another politician’s corruption goes unnoticed, another mom-and-pop store loses out on needed publicity, another parent is unaware of the actions of their local school board, another high school lacrosse game goes uncovered, another low-income resident has no place left to turn when their benefits are in jeopardy,” Stockler said." |
2023.06.06 04:40 bitchyfuxkjngbltch34 Bluepill me on UFOs
They’re saying the government found aircraft from aliens. this must be fake. The news site that reported on this is called “the debrief” that does not sound like a real news site. Or is it?
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2023.06.06 04:39 chronobrian [WTS] Spartan Harsey SHF Warthog, JIK Fuse (Cap City mods), Chaves 229 Redencion “Kickstop” PVD, ProTech Mordax (BGM regrind), Civivi Conspirator Dama/Wood, WingmanEDC MTNT Mach 3, Mcusta Tactility, Inkosi Clone
Hey Swap! Celebrating another Monday in the books with a bunch of beauties up for grabs.
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Spartan Harsey SHF (Warthog) - Full size Spartan Harsey SHF in the stunning discontinued DLT Warthog special edition. 3.95” S45VN blade. Etched and ano’d warthog titanium framelock. 8.9” overall length. Bought from original owner as never cut, never carried. I have not cut or carried. Action is smooth, reverse flickable. Comes with box. SV: $450
Jonas Iglesias Knives Fuse - M390 belt satin blade. Titanium framelock on skiff bearings. Modded by the one and only Cap City Creations with silk bark finish on frame and pocket clip, speed holes with satin chamfers and milled "bolster" lines on show scale. A one of a kind beauty. Bought from original owner as never cut, never carried, and I haven't either. Comes with pouch, box, sticker. SV: $425
Chaves 229 Redencion "Lee Williams Kickstop" PVD - This knife is a sold out eknives exclusive Chaves 229 Redencion with the Lee Williams kickstop disappearing flipper tab. 3.6" PVD drop point blade. PVD titanium handles. Framelock. 8.2" overall length. Bright orange peel finished clip. Reate production. Bought as LNIB from original owner and I haven't cut or carried. No blemishes of note to my eye. Satisfying snappy action and unique closing action sounds with the kickstop flipper mechanism. Comes with box and normal clip. SV: $375
ProTech Mordax - Designed by Ferrum Forge. All black version from Drop. 3.5" CPM20CV drop point blade with a sexy BGM hollow regrind. Black aluminum handles. Button lock. 8.25" overall length. Bought from original owner as never cut, never carried, and I haven't either. Comes with box and dust bag. SV: $290
WingmanEDC / Tom Mayo MTNT Mach 3 - Designed by Tom Mayo based on the classic TNT. 2.875" M390 drop point blade. Stonewashed titanium handles with speed holes. Framelock. 6.625" overall length. Running on ceramic bearings. Excellent action with front flip or reverse flick. Original owner reported to never cut, never carry, and I haven't either. Comes with dog tag COA, pivot tool, pouch, box. SV: $275
Mcusta Tactility - 3.75” nickel damascus VG10 blade. Contoured black micarta handles. 8.25” overall length. Bought as never cut, never carried, and I haven’t either. Comes with box. SV: $150
Civivi Conspirator - This knife started out as a Civivi Conspirator with cuibourtia wood scales and I swapped the blade with a damascus version, creating the ultimate Conspirator IMO. 3.48" damascus drop point blade. Cuibourtia wood scales. Button lock. 8.11" overall length. Bought as never cut, never carried, and I haven’t either. Comes with pouch, box, sticker. SV: $110
Inkosi Clone (large) - Green Thorn clone of large CRK Inkosi. 3.5" VG10 blade. Titanium framelock. 8.3" overall length. Original owner. Never cut, never carried. I 3M'd the scales to a satin-ish finish, giving it some more visual depth. I also removed the ano from the tips of the studs. The build quality and action are frighteningly good compared to my actual CRKs. Comes with pouch. SV: $75
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Prefer to sell but will consider trades.
*Trade Interests*: SOC JCape V4 (satin), TW Price Dawn V2, CKF Justice, CKF FIF20 (full ti), CKF Gnome, Reate Starboy, Tashi Bharucha Krypton (large), Bradley Marais Vector (full ti harpoon tanto), Laconico Revel, Holt Specter, SBD Evo Typhoon (embossed or aspirated Ti), Arcane Design Anti-Matter, Rob Carter fullsize BBM. Open to others. Prefer LNIB or very close to it.
Payment via Paypal FF, Venmo, or Zelle
Please comment on the post before sending chat/PM. If I don't reply to your chat please resend via PM, my chat has been a bit weird lately.
Yolo >
Thanks!
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Jonas Iglesias Knives Fuse - M390 belt satin blade. Titanium framelock on skiff bearings. Modded by the one and only Cap City Creations with silk bark finish on frame and pocket clip, speed holes with satin chamfers and milled "bolster" lines on show scale. A one of a kind beauty. Bought from original owner as never cut, never carried, and I haven't either. Comes with pouch, box, sticker. SV: $425
Chaves 229 Redencion "Lee Williams Kickstop" PVD - This knife is a sold out eknives exclusive Chaves 229 Redencion with the Lee Williams kickstop disappearing flipper tab. 3.6" PVD drop point blade. PVD titanium handles. Framelock. 8.2" overall length. Bright orange peel finished clip. Reate production. Bought as LNIB from original owner and I haven't cut or carried. No blemishes of note to my eye. Satisfying snappy action and unique closing action sounds with the kickstop flipper mechanism. Comes with box and normal clip. SV: $375
ProTech Mordax - Designed by Ferrum Forge. All black version from Drop. 3.5" CPM20CV drop point blade with a sexy BGM hollow regrind. Black aluminum handles. Button lock. 8.25" overall length. Bought from original owner as never cut, never carried, and I haven't either. Comes with box and dust bag. SV: $290
WingmanEDC / Tom Mayo MTNT Mach 3 - Designed by Tom Mayo based on the classic TNT. 2.875" M390 drop point blade. Stonewashed titanium handles with speed holes. Framelock. 6.625" overall length. Running on ceramic bearings. Excellent action with front flip or reverse flick. Original owner reported to never cut, never carry, and I haven't either. Comes with dog tag COA, pivot tool, pouch, box. SV: $275
Mcusta Tactility - 3.75” nickel damascus VG10 blade. Contoured black micarta handles. 8.25” overall length. Bought as never cut, never carried, and I haven’t either. Comes with box. SV: $150
______________________________________
Prefer to sell but will consider trades.
*Trade Interests*: SOC JCape V4 (satin), TW Price Dawn V2, CKF Justice, CKF FIF20 (full ti), CKF Gnome, Reate Starboy, Tashi Bharucha Krypton (large), Bradley Marais Vector (full ti harpoon tanto), Laconico Revel, Holt Specter, SBD Evo Typhoon (embossed or aspirated Ti), Arcane Design Anti-Matter, Rob Carter fullsize BBM. Open to others. Prefer LNIB or very close to it.
Payment via Paypal FF, Venmo, or Zelle
Please comment on the post before sending chat/PM. If I don't reply to your chat please resend via PM, my chat has been a bit weird lately.
Yolo >
Thanks!
2023.06.06 04:22 That_Permission5911 The "Boy" Scouts (and the Feminist takeover of it, it being somehow an "evil" and "misogynistic" institution) [RANT]
I'll jump right in and start from the beginning, but I think you already know where this is headed...
So, I grew up in Kansas, and although the state government grew increasingly republican, the county I lived in was all liberal democratic. At one time I was in the boy scouts. This was early 2010s or so. I personally never went far in it because it was hosted at a church that was far away, I was very socially awkward and never liked social interactions in general, and it was a cub scout group that did primarily boring things like tying the same knots over and over and also listening to hour long presentations about fire safety or whatever. I never really got to go outside but was there for the free food. I believe I was in second grade or maybe third grade, and only even got to go to like 10 meetings or so. My dad took drove me to them and after he left, for military service overseas, my mother just quit paying for it, and never approved of it anyway. She didn't like me hanging out with him.
In fifth grade I moved to another state, where I currently reside, where the government is completely liberal and democratic. The main motivation for the move, I was told, was my mother hated the Kansas Republicans cutting off educational programs and welfare benefits. But I believe the real reason was to keep me away from my father. He was in the same state after returning from service in both Afghanistan and Iraq, and by the time we moved into this state, he had already been assigned away. Fortunately, the reassignment was stonewalled by many completely unpredictable things. This was the year that NATO ISAF became NATO RSM, and OFS became OEF. I believe the changes were initiated by CJTF OIR, after pretending to be successful with UN SCR 2254, which was written as a response to a rising conflict in Syria that resulted from, among other things, al-Qaeda splitting from Daish. Remember that the CJTF is a mechanism for NATO to create operations and carry them out with non-NATO forces. NATO RSM led the effort in OEF, which is a counterterrorism campaign targeted against Daish. None of that matters anymore because a year or two ago, all NATO forces were withdrawn by the Doha agreement.
I suspect the non-NATO forces will be flocking to Syria in the coming months but honestly, I've never been able to keep track of what they've been up to. My mother said my father was away overseas constantly, in Germany, Israel, or someplace random, but I learned that none of it was true. He was at home, and she spun misinformation using the narcissistic technique of hounding him for information over the phone, making him guess about an unpredictable future, and then deliberately ignoring updates whenever a decision was actually made. He was in Hawaii on a cruise ship when I thought he was in Tehran.
The way women manipulate people like my mother did to me here is important for the story on this post. So, keep that in the back of your mind for now.
So as a kid I remember the giant fuss that feminists made over the boy scouts. They said that girls should be allowed to join, and the program should be renamed to just "the scouts". There where little carboard signs everywhere with this bullshit on them, as well as the effort being reported in the local news.
The girl scouts, apparently, is not as fun as the boy scouts. I suppose they don't go outside, go camping, or go on field trips. Instead, they sit around in a classroom and learn cooking and cleaning or whatever. I don't know, I was never a girl scout. It was the fact that boys have so much more fun that was considered misogynistic by the feminists.
So, in many troops now, girls can join. In the cub scouts that I was in, there weren't any girls, as far as I can remember, but the counselors themselves where girls, which I think was unusual, given that men usually do that.
I don't understand why the girl scouts can't just restructure their own program. Allow the girls to have the same fun stuff. There's no reason why they can't do that and stay completely on their own.
Of course, the girl scouts are run by women. These women are in charge and made it lame. They design the whole program, run the whole show, and believe that somehow, their failure is the fault of men and boys.
But it's not our fault. The fault is literally the women with the full power and responsibility over their own schedules. They could easily make any renovations to the girl scouts that they want.
Boys just know how to have more fun. We know how to get along and we're not afraid of actual life, and the great outdoors. But then the women want to infiltrate our group. And change it completely. My cub scouts experience was pretty lame, because these liberal women removed anything that was actually fun. They ruin the girl scouts and now want the same for the boy scouts.
We are not misogynist because we live our lives freely and have more fun. I think we never should have let the girls in, they are so miserable and whiny. The amount of narcissism they have is so insane and crazy to me. They have no right to barge in and change things according to a political agenda. What needs to be done is some self-introspection as to restructure the girl scouts. If they want to stop selling cookies and go camping or swimming or hunting or whatever, then why not let them do it? Why do they have to come over to the other side? We did not design the girl scouts. Women designed the girl scouts. Women ruined it and blamed all the men of the world as if we somehow had any control over what they do. I will not be made to believe that I have any responsibility at all for the fact that the women counselors ruined girl scouts all by themselves.
Also, women should not be in the military. I'm sorry, but it comes down to the biological fact that they are not naturally gifted in the areas that a good solider requires. Number one being the oath of honesty that the military enforces. If my father ever behaved like my mother, straight up lying about his location or his credentials, he would be court-martialed immediately.
Now that I think of it, isn't it strange that feminists have an obsession with tearing down any institution that stands for honor? As if men are not allowed to be honorable? Just a final thought...
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So, I grew up in Kansas, and although the state government grew increasingly republican, the county I lived in was all liberal democratic. At one time I was in the boy scouts. This was early 2010s or so. I personally never went far in it because it was hosted at a church that was far away, I was very socially awkward and never liked social interactions in general, and it was a cub scout group that did primarily boring things like tying the same knots over and over and also listening to hour long presentations about fire safety or whatever. I never really got to go outside but was there for the free food. I believe I was in second grade or maybe third grade, and only even got to go to like 10 meetings or so. My dad took drove me to them and after he left, for military service overseas, my mother just quit paying for it, and never approved of it anyway. She didn't like me hanging out with him.
In fifth grade I moved to another state, where I currently reside, where the government is completely liberal and democratic. The main motivation for the move, I was told, was my mother hated the Kansas Republicans cutting off educational programs and welfare benefits. But I believe the real reason was to keep me away from my father. He was in the same state after returning from service in both Afghanistan and Iraq, and by the time we moved into this state, he had already been assigned away. Fortunately, the reassignment was stonewalled by many completely unpredictable things. This was the year that NATO ISAF became NATO RSM, and OFS became OEF. I believe the changes were initiated by CJTF OIR, after pretending to be successful with UN SCR 2254, which was written as a response to a rising conflict in Syria that resulted from, among other things, al-Qaeda splitting from Daish. Remember that the CJTF is a mechanism for NATO to create operations and carry them out with non-NATO forces. NATO RSM led the effort in OEF, which is a counterterrorism campaign targeted against Daish. None of that matters anymore because a year or two ago, all NATO forces were withdrawn by the Doha agreement.
I suspect the non-NATO forces will be flocking to Syria in the coming months but honestly, I've never been able to keep track of what they've been up to. My mother said my father was away overseas constantly, in Germany, Israel, or someplace random, but I learned that none of it was true. He was at home, and she spun misinformation using the narcissistic technique of hounding him for information over the phone, making him guess about an unpredictable future, and then deliberately ignoring updates whenever a decision was actually made. He was in Hawaii on a cruise ship when I thought he was in Tehran.
The way women manipulate people like my mother did to me here is important for the story on this post. So, keep that in the back of your mind for now.
So as a kid I remember the giant fuss that feminists made over the boy scouts. They said that girls should be allowed to join, and the program should be renamed to just "the scouts". There where little carboard signs everywhere with this bullshit on them, as well as the effort being reported in the local news.
The girl scouts, apparently, is not as fun as the boy scouts. I suppose they don't go outside, go camping, or go on field trips. Instead, they sit around in a classroom and learn cooking and cleaning or whatever. I don't know, I was never a girl scout. It was the fact that boys have so much more fun that was considered misogynistic by the feminists.
So, in many troops now, girls can join. In the cub scouts that I was in, there weren't any girls, as far as I can remember, but the counselors themselves where girls, which I think was unusual, given that men usually do that.
I don't understand why the girl scouts can't just restructure their own program. Allow the girls to have the same fun stuff. There's no reason why they can't do that and stay completely on their own.
Of course, the girl scouts are run by women. These women are in charge and made it lame. They design the whole program, run the whole show, and believe that somehow, their failure is the fault of men and boys.
But it's not our fault. The fault is literally the women with the full power and responsibility over their own schedules. They could easily make any renovations to the girl scouts that they want.
Boys just know how to have more fun. We know how to get along and we're not afraid of actual life, and the great outdoors. But then the women want to infiltrate our group. And change it completely. My cub scouts experience was pretty lame, because these liberal women removed anything that was actually fun. They ruin the girl scouts and now want the same for the boy scouts.
We are not misogynist because we live our lives freely and have more fun. I think we never should have let the girls in, they are so miserable and whiny. The amount of narcissism they have is so insane and crazy to me. They have no right to barge in and change things according to a political agenda. What needs to be done is some self-introspection as to restructure the girl scouts. If they want to stop selling cookies and go camping or swimming or hunting or whatever, then why not let them do it? Why do they have to come over to the other side? We did not design the girl scouts. Women designed the girl scouts. Women ruined it and blamed all the men of the world as if we somehow had any control over what they do. I will not be made to believe that I have any responsibility at all for the fact that the women counselors ruined girl scouts all by themselves.
Also, women should not be in the military. I'm sorry, but it comes down to the biological fact that they are not naturally gifted in the areas that a good solider requires. Number one being the oath of honesty that the military enforces. If my father ever behaved like my mother, straight up lying about his location or his credentials, he would be court-martialed immediately.
Now that I think of it, isn't it strange that feminists have an obsession with tearing down any institution that stands for honor? As if men are not allowed to be honorable? Just a final thought...
2023.06.06 04:22 pawpatrolcreepypasta Explain this to me Google
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2023.06.06 04:11 restoring_man The Complete Guide to Foreskin Restoration
For those who are thinking about restoring but don't know where to start, I wrote a comprehensive guide which you can get at restoring-man.com
The reason I wrote this book is so anyone can get started right away without having to sift through all of the different forums and websites to find good information on restoration. I tried to make it as simple and easy to read as possible with step by step instructions, pictures, and diagrams. It has everything you need to know to restore your foreskin including:
-How restoration and skin expansion works
-Basic anatomy and functions of the foreskin, and what can be restored
-Beginner methods like T-Tape and the Canister method
-Various types of tapeless devices and how to use them
-The optimal amount of tension and time under tension for skin growth
-Customizing restoration and how to resolve turkey neck, uneven scar line, etc.
-Answers to most of the frequently asked questions about restoration
Men who were circumcised as adults and later restored report that they get back anywhere from 70-90% of function. With the newer devices that allow you to easily expand the inner mucosa, I think most men can get closer to 90%. If you follow the methods in the book, you should be able to finish restoring in 2 to 5 years. This may seem like a long time, but restoring really only takes about 10 minutes of active effort per day. Most of restoring is passive time under tension and you can go about your normal day. Improvements are also incremental, and most men notice significant improvements in as little as a few months. Obviously, I think it is very much worth it to restore. The only regret that I have heard from restored men is that they wish they had started sooner. So, if you want to start restoring, my hope is that this book will make it as easy as possible.
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The reason I wrote this book is so anyone can get started right away without having to sift through all of the different forums and websites to find good information on restoration. I tried to make it as simple and easy to read as possible with step by step instructions, pictures, and diagrams. It has everything you need to know to restore your foreskin including:
-How restoration and skin expansion works
-Basic anatomy and functions of the foreskin, and what can be restored
-Beginner methods like T-Tape and the Canister method
-Various types of tapeless devices and how to use them
-The optimal amount of tension and time under tension for skin growth
-Customizing restoration and how to resolve turkey neck, uneven scar line, etc.
-Answers to most of the frequently asked questions about restoration
Men who were circumcised as adults and later restored report that they get back anywhere from 70-90% of function. With the newer devices that allow you to easily expand the inner mucosa, I think most men can get closer to 90%. If you follow the methods in the book, you should be able to finish restoring in 2 to 5 years. This may seem like a long time, but restoring really only takes about 10 minutes of active effort per day. Most of restoring is passive time under tension and you can go about your normal day. Improvements are also incremental, and most men notice significant improvements in as little as a few months. Obviously, I think it is very much worth it to restore. The only regret that I have heard from restored men is that they wish they had started sooner. So, if you want to start restoring, my hope is that this book will make it as easy as possible.
2023.06.06 04:09 UnconfirmedRooster Short and fun revenge on an English teacher
Disclaimer: This is light hearted and fun, so hopefully it helps cheer someone up on a bad day. This happened almost 20 years ago but another post reminded me of it, feel free to point and laugh at mistakes.
Just to start off, I got along great with this teacher in question Mr O. He was awesome but also a smartass, unfortunately so am I. One day after handing in a book report, the grade I got back was less than I thought it should be as I put a lot of work into it. When I asked Mr O about it, he replied something along the lines of "it wasn't up to your usual standards", so he knocked some points off. I still passed it, but it bugged me. I get now he was trying to push me to do my best, but it irked me.
Then SACE time came, and for our English exam we had one hour to submit a 250 word exam on the teacher's choice of subject. Mr O was and always had been a huge superhero comics fan, so he tasked us to write an exam on what would happen if we suddenly developed superpowers. He then looked at me and said something to the effect of "I expect great things from you all, get going".
Most of the other people in the class wrote the standard sort of fare, but I decided to cheat Mr O out of the story he wanted. I knew he was looking forward to my story as he had come to enjoy the extra creative flair I always used to put in for an epic story. Instead, I wrote a story about being a balding, 40 year old mechanic who one day accidentally kept starting fires. I made this the most compelling and funny story I had ever written and was the first to hand it in. When the results came back, he conceded it was one of the funniest things he had read and had even shown the other teachers, who pressured him into giving me extra credit for it.
(For those not in South Australia, SACE is basically the culmination of high schooling here. It's basically two weeks of exams before graduation.)
TLDR: Teacher knocked points off of one assignment but gave them back on a better one I did later.
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Just to start off, I got along great with this teacher in question Mr O. He was awesome but also a smartass, unfortunately so am I. One day after handing in a book report, the grade I got back was less than I thought it should be as I put a lot of work into it. When I asked Mr O about it, he replied something along the lines of "it wasn't up to your usual standards", so he knocked some points off. I still passed it, but it bugged me. I get now he was trying to push me to do my best, but it irked me.
Then SACE time came, and for our English exam we had one hour to submit a 250 word exam on the teacher's choice of subject. Mr O was and always had been a huge superhero comics fan, so he tasked us to write an exam on what would happen if we suddenly developed superpowers. He then looked at me and said something to the effect of "I expect great things from you all, get going".
Most of the other people in the class wrote the standard sort of fare, but I decided to cheat Mr O out of the story he wanted. I knew he was looking forward to my story as he had come to enjoy the extra creative flair I always used to put in for an epic story. Instead, I wrote a story about being a balding, 40 year old mechanic who one day accidentally kept starting fires. I made this the most compelling and funny story I had ever written and was the first to hand it in. When the results came back, he conceded it was one of the funniest things he had read and had even shown the other teachers, who pressured him into giving me extra credit for it.
(For those not in South Australia, SACE is basically the culmination of high schooling here. It's basically two weeks of exams before graduation.)
TLDR: Teacher knocked points off of one assignment but gave them back on a better one I did later.
2023.06.06 04:07 Infamous_Ad_8991 Have you ever made a fake news report just for fun?
What's the most captivating story you've heard from a stranger?
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2023.06.06 04:05 joshmason12 For all of you Vancouver fans, if only!
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2023.06.06 04:03 Nomyad777 [PI] The Monster Kingdom (1/2)
Part 2
If you travel far enough North on the map, well above where the Civilized Nations stop because no crops grow, you'll find a mountain range. Crossing this range leads to the Monster Kingdom, though for some reason they prefer the name 'TFSU.' Yes, they prefer. The literal forces of anarchy and chaos in the universe have a government. However, ignoring that whole thing, the Monster Kingdom is fine. No armies march on them, mostly because of supply and logistical issues. The Monsters never say how they grow their own food, but given that they don't trade and millions of kobolds worth of food don't go missing every day, it's safe to say they make their own. Now, that doesn't stop the Civilized Nations to send one hero a decade to 'keep them in check.' Four decades ago, the hero closed off a mountain pass, which was supposed to cause a massive flood. Four days later, it was cleared, and the only thing to show for it were the cities that glow like the sun at night. However, yesterday, the Hero returned having burnt one of the bigger cities down. It was empty of all monsters, but the act was the first real damage they had taken in seven hundred years, since their founding. For seven hundred years, the TFSU have taken the beating of seventy heroes and simply moved on. But now. Now, millions of kobolds make up heavy 'machinery' units that march in armored, self-moving caridges that spit fire and metal. Thousands of beastpeople make up scouting and light infantry ranks. The TFSU use hellish 'guns' that hit harder than a catapult from kilometers away, all in a single 'bullet' not the size of a human's thumb. Metal birds and dragonflies join dragons as they assault cities. We poke the very literal sleeping dragon in the eye. Yet the armies don't do much. They march for our capitals and leaders, but on the way our civilians live. Surendees live. People go about their daily lives without too much change. Of course, that fact didn't stop the front line from finally crashing over my small village, located so close to the pass for a while we thought they the monsters had bypassed us entirely. The Civilized Nations had decided to send an entire legion to prevent the Monsters from getting across a nearby canyon pass. We were hit with an air-based assault with only dragons and metal dragonflies, our balista uselessly demolished by pillars of metal and flame thrown out of the metal dragonflies. I blacked out when the legion managed to shoot enough arrows to take down one of the dragonflies. I remember it crashing down onto my house... and then nothing.
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The elf stirred as they woke up. I'd been raised in the Terra Firma Sapience Union, so I was... less than familiar with the clothing and lifestyle the Southerners used. The elf groaned again, before their eyes shot open and they looked around, quickly settling on my frame. "A-Are you going to kill me now?" They asked, their voice shaken with fear. I let out a laugh. "If I wanted you dead, you'd already be dead." I decided to transmorph into my secondary form - a cat - to help the conversation go better. In a land where humans lived to forty, elves only lived to a hundred, and that meant that even I was older than this elf, and they were no older than thirty. The elf, to their credit, quickly figured out I wasn't pulling any mindgames. I'd heard tales from my relatives before the Kobolds founded the TFSU. People, especially when panicked, usual acted with more than enough stupidity to make the situation worse. "Where am I?" The elf asked. Their tone told me that they were still suspicious, but it wasn't outright denial of the situation. "My home," I answered bluntly. "Your village tried to fight our ground forces when they moved in, so most of them are currently under house arrest." Still in my cat form, I created a portal into my storage cavern and reached my arm through, while summoning a lab coat around my shoulders and glasses. It was a trick I had only learned to do recently. "Let's see..." I found the clipboard and brought it out, flipping to the elft's page and taping the pen against the paper. "You suffered a collapsed lung, severe burns on the right side of your body, three broken ribs and two fractured ones, shattered three wrist bones, three breaks in your right upper arm and another two in your lower arm, and on the left side you have another fractured rib and three broken fingers. Your left leg was shattered and your left foot was completely torn up. Healing magic stabilized you and surgery did the rest. You've been comatose for the past three days, and was brought to my home yesterday due to a surge in hospital patients from the seige of Trembolorne. "In terms of organ damage, that was also severe. A busted kidney, I already mentioned a collapsed lung, and your entire digestive system was... well, pulverized would be putting it lightly. Also, unrelated to the incident with the helicopter, you had cancer in your liver and kidney. "In terms of medical treatment, you've been given an IV line for the past couple days and several painkillers, and you underwent four separate surgeries. We reconstructed your organs, welded your bones to metal plates, and used a genetic printer to replace your skin. You're lucky to have gotten time with the genetic printer in the first place, you know; those things are expensive, and I mean expensive to run. Though it's all billed on the government anyway, but that just means that they'll only run it if they have to." The elf sat up in bed looking at me as I just stood on two paws on the cave floor. "Right, sorry, you wouldn't understand most of that." I sheepishly scratched the back of my head with my right paw. "Um... put this way, you were crushed by debris and we basically reconstructed your body before you died. So not necromancy, though you did get close to needing more advanced magical treatment." "Oh," The elf replied. The cat thing seemed to have helped, because they were no longer stuttering with their single word response. "Um... do you want anything to drink?" I tried to kickstart a conversation. "Where am I?" The elf asked again. I was silent for a second. "My home? It's right on the edge of TFSU territory, one of the southernmost places you can be while still being with the recognized borders. I chose this place because I like to fly out in the summer over the flowers in the forest at the foot of the mountains. Your village is a couple hour dragon-flight time away." "Mmmhm." The elf commented halfheartedly. "OK, um... who are you?" "My dragonic name isn't something most can pronounce, so my public name is just Vixie Remminie." I answered. "What's yours?"
The elf's eyes narrowed. "Why do you want to know my name." I blinked. "Because... It's a name? I'm not a Fey, you know, it's not like I can tie ancient demons to your soul and call it a prank or something ridiculous like that. Besides, you asked for mine; now I get to ask for yours." "And who says you won't just burn my village to the ground and eat me right now!?!" The elf suddenly burst out. "You monsters ruin everything! You trespass on our land, take our resources, and kill our people! All we did was try to defend ourselv-" I cut him off, and poured just a bit of attention in giving myself an aura. Blue fire licked the bottom of my vision as I rebuttaled his point. "Don't forget, you stole the land from us. We were the ones living in the wild when you razed our forests and grew crops. We couldn't even purchase land to live on! So yes, we stole what we could to survive and those who didn't starved and died! And when all was said and done, you tried to kill us and turned it into a war, one where we had no choice but to kill you back. And when we found someplace to run, a spot to hide and do our own thing with our own land? You blistering idiots sent you 'courageous heroes' to try and kill us! What for? Nothing! Just your stupid, moronic fear making, forcing you to decide to 'kill the big thing over there!' We can't even have freaking farmland, we have to grow it all in hydroponic farms and harvest thousand-year-old vines out of caves because this is all we have!" I realized that my aura was burning fully and scorching the ground around me. I let out a long sigh, and it died down. Several memories flashed through my head, but I pushed them away. "Apologies, my parents are still a... sensitive topic for me. It would be best if we just stayed away from talking about the war until the hospital has room for more patients again." "Yeah?" The elf was still enraged. Even sitting down, they were still trying to construct an argument. "You parents who killed how many? Your family killed how many more? You dragons, you monsters are nothing more than one large grouping of murders that deserve to die! As the gods will!" The elf was spitting in rage, but I recognized his determination to hold onto his worldview. It was the one thing I needed to pry away before it got out of hand. "And you elves killed how many more?" I asked in a low voice. "Can you tell me the number of kobold dens exterminated in caves, the number of beastpeople sent to an early grave in slave camps? Because I can tell you ours. My father's was two, my mother's four, and my extended family including deceased relatives is one hundred and thirty seven. "You declared war against monsters, you child of an elf," I growled. "And death the reality of war. We know. The Unification Wars weren't fought with swords and honor. They were fought with artillery barrages and death. They were fought with miniature suns and political backstabbing, with tanks and guns and submarines and warships and all the more death. "You say the gods don't like us! That's put lightly. They forsook us! Abandoned us in our hour of need. So we learned to live without them. There are no gods we pray to anymore, elfling. Only each other, our creations, and the universe itself. They don't want us, we don't need them. It's more than they deserve." My aura was once again charring the floor and I had transformed back into my dragon form, but this time I refused to cool it down. "You call us creations of death, the primal forces of anarchy? We are you. You are us. We are sapient, we are all mortals, no matter our advantages. We are bound to this dimensional plane, forced to serve our betters, and live out our lives not with earnest but with trepredition for when it ends. We are all death incarnate, because we can all die. That is just the way it is. Besides, you've wondered about my kill count; tell me, can you tell me the gods'? Can you tell me how many souls they have cut from fate for their own entertainment? No? I can tell you." I growled, moving closer until the blue flames enveloping my body threatened to light the elf's cot on fire. "More people than are alive on this planet right now." I pulled back, bottling up my aura and reverting to my cat form. "We can talk all we want about death and destruction, and I won't lie and say you aren't victims of the war; pre-unification dragons we're exactly kind and merciful to those with treasure hoards. But perhaps, I implore you to consider that maybe we both are victims of the war, and maybe we can one day work together instead of fighting each other. "Maybe, one day, we can fight for our rights against the gods." I moved into my dragon form and darted deeper into my cave, moving so fast I could hear the howl of the wind against my ears. Only when I had reached my memorial wall for my parents did I stop and take a breath and think over my conversation with the elf. We had a long way to go, but I hoped I had put a little bit of sense into him. I hoped that the world could change.
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When the dragon cat thing sped away, I took a moment to survey my surroundings. Only now did the effects of my first question hit my formerly-groggy head. "My home." He said. Dragons live in caves. Oooooh. I'm screwed. However, there were no treasure hoards visible from my perspective; then again, while the Monsters were stupid, they still had brains to them, and carrying me into a treasure room would probably be something they'd be able to tell was a bad idea. Pops said never underestimate you foe, A voice in the back of my head said, and the dragon even launched in a full conversation with you. You're selling the dragon very, very shor- Shut up I growled internally to the treacherous voice in my head. The cave itself was... a cave. There was a metal slab on one end, it went deeper in the other, and that was that. In a 'corner' of the jagged room there were a number of red, glowing rods attached to some kind of giant mechanism three elfs wide and six deep, but the rods glowed against the cave's light- What light source? My eyes darted around looking for one. Only now was I aware of how unnatural each shadow was, how awkward each shining rock looked, how each stalagmite could hide an entire dragon, and that was before they started transfiguring into cats. How bright the ceiling- I looked up. The bright light burned my eyes, but I needed to know what fiendish magic was in play so I could counter it. But the light didn't flicker like fire - they were far too bright for that anyway - but they also didn't have the magical circles surrounding each spell. They were... lights. As if the universe simply willed brightness into existence. Each far-too-bright-hurts-to-look-ats was placed along a main hallway clear of stalagmites running from the metal slab deeper and around a corner where I couldn't see. The lights were only poised above this one hall, and they just... shone one the rest of the cave. Looking closer, I could see thin black lines, too thin to be mana feeds, running along the walls to both the glowing red rods and to the so-shiny-the-lit-up-the-cave. And... that was that. There was no massive pile of treasure in the hall, though I suspected the dragon kept their hoard deeper than... wherever I was. There was no pile of skull trophies or the banner of cities and armies slain, and I noted that while he had told me his parents', the dragon had never told me his own. Then again, the cat thing could be lying. Dragon transfigured into a cat. Probably has Circle Of Truth around his entire den. Nonsense, dragons can only do elemental magic. Evidently not. Would you just shut up already? No- I moved my attention back to the metal slab, cutting off whatever the voice in my head had to say about my current situation; it wasn't every day one just got kidnapped by a nation of monsters, after all. The slab was truly elegant. It was painted with the monster language, and then was painted with some kind of mural. I could barely make out a blue circle with green splotches on it surrounded by twelve rings in the bottom corner because most of the door was taken up by a ice-blue cat with lighter strips engulfed in blue fire. It was a mural of the dragon cat thing. That didn't stop it from being pretty, and someone had obviously put a lot of effort into it. The flames looked realistic from what I had seen minutes ago, and the cat's details were perfectly engraved. It was... acurrate. Yeah, because I think Vixie was just trying to tell you that they built their civilization for a reason, and it wasn't carnage. You don't know what you're talking about. We both know I do. How else to you think- Listen to me, you treasonous voice of a- No, you listen to me, you pathetic excuse for a brain. The dragon was able to hold and win an argument with you, fixed your wounds that would've been a dead write-off for any other hospital, and then you think SHE barely meets the threshold for sapient? THE ABSOLUTE MORON I'M ARGUING WITH IS THE ONE YOU BARELY MEETS IT!!! You moved to your frontier village because the world was changing, Lazerot the Sixth. Congrats, you were right. It did change. Now shut your OVERSIZED EGO up at being bested by a creature ten times older than you, and go appologies before they decide that saving your life wasn't worth it. I... I... OK- No. I'm in control now. Shut up. I....... yes, sir. Good. With new resolve, I stood up. My head throbbed, and the next thing I knew was my face hitting my cot again.
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When I heard the thud of something falling in the entrance cave, I carefully moved back into the entrance cave. The elf was face-down in their cot, unconscious again. It looked like they had tried to stand and just.... fallen over. I sighed and used a claw to nudge the elf back onto his pillow, and then covered him with a blanket. I watched him for a minute, and then returned to the deeper parts of my home. The TFSU was completely overloaded with the number of patients needing treatment. Apparently, the Southener's hospitals just... didn't do anything, so in addition to soldiers, there was a massive influx of civilians to our hospitals too. Of course, this meant that they were absolutely overloaded, and the Civilized Nations strategy of fighting to near-death and then surrendering wasn't helping. So, stable recovering civilians like the elf were just... shipped out. When shelters filled up because the Civilized Nations overpopulation crisis was too bad to do anything, people just had to take them into their homes. Long story short, the government was in way over their head attempting upgrade the standard of care in the Civilized Nations while occupying their territory. My job so close to the border was remote infrastructure maintenance, and my ability to change size while not dissolving made me an expert at it - and that was before my two hundred years of experience. And then I didn't need a vehicle to get on-site, and was fast. The alarm pinging me that one of the space radars was down again gave me an excuse to avoid the elf and do some work. I grabbed a pack of supplies, put on my shapeshift-compatible uniform, and wrote down a note on a piece of paper. On my out past the sleeping elf, I dropped it for him.
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When I awoke, I found myself tucked into some covers. It took all of seven seconds for reality to catch up with me. Right. I got into a heated argument with a dragon. I instinctively touched the part of my face that had been closest to the dragon's flame. I'd read about Auras in books, but never thought I'd get to see one. They were only ever found in the most powerful and competent individuals of a race in an entire plan of existence. I wondered which skill gave the dragon hers - Vixie, I reminded myself. Either way, given that Auras are technically illusions, I wasn't hurt. The flames didn't get close enough to hurt anyway, but that didn't stop me from checking. This time, I was much more careful when I stood up. I sat up first, then started to kick my legs back and forth. That's when I spotted a paper on the other side of my cot. I stood up without thinking, but managed to keep my consciousness this time and moved towards the note. It was handwritten and contained a lot of jargon that I wasn't familiar with. Space. Radar. False positive. Airtight opening mechanism. Heater. Beep. Pressure. Toilet. Running water. I could deduce some of it. A message had come in requesting the services of the local dragon to repair a thing that has an issue, and that she would return shortly. I could wander around as I pleased, besides eating food that wasn't open or contained in a clip bag. From the tone of the message, I could deduce what a 'toilet' was. The heaters would logically be things that produced heat, so all I had to do was look for those. I wasn't able to tell time, but I supposed at this point it didn't matter. I moved over deeper into the cave, and quickly heard the sound of a stream. It led directly into a forest of stalagmites. After clambering over those, the temperature started to increase, which was all I needed to know that I was getting a drink of water. I was only now catching up to the fact that I had been out for three days, and that meant that I was extremely thirsty. I wasn't sure how I wasn't dead of dehydration at this point. I found the stream next to the glowing metal rods, and with it a clear path to my location. Sighing slightly at the wasted effort on climbing through Rock Forest, I snatched an undersized cup off a rack built into a nearby jut in the cave wall and filled it, before entering the bliss of fresh water. Back in the village, we had some of the best and cleanest water in all the land thanks to snow melt, but this took that to a new level. Cold, crisp water melted in the sun only minutes ago. It was... pure. I spent the next couple minutes simply drinking and processing everything over in my mind. The gods might have willed the monster dead, but if even the monster gods had abandoned them and survived... then how come the Pantheon never told us? Religious issues aside, there were more practical issues regarding my own survival. How did I get out. There was a thud at the metal slab, and I moved back towards it, leaving my cup to dry on the rack I pulled it from. The engraving of the cat on the metal slab was- BEEEP! What was that sound? There was a hiss, and the slab started to peel away. A gust of frigid cold air washed over me as a mage Ice-Water hybrid Aura-capable dragon that I had argued with stared me down. I did the instinctive thing and let out the scream of a human three year old, squeezing my eyes shut and waiting for the final blow. When the end of my life didn't arrive, I reopened my eyes to find the sky-blue cat standing in the hole where the metal slab was supposed to be. Then there was another... sound, and the metal slab started to move back into position. The cat was surprised for a single moment before simply charging the door and jumping through, skidding to a halt right in front of me. Which meant that I got a closer look at her. Ocean-blue strips crossed an ice-blue body fur in a fifty-fifty ratio. Small crystals of ice twinkled, floating here her wings would be. One tail was accompanied by two more made of pure blue-white energy, and the cat even had a halo. Six orbs of blue-white light hovered in lazy circles around her back, and even in a diminutive form the size of a cat the being radiated the power of an aura-capable creature. "Oh, right, sorry," Vixie said, and all the ethirial energy disappeared. Now that I knew what I was looking for, however, I could just barely tell, using my power as a mage, that Vixie was using illusion magic to hide her true energy. "You don't need to hide your reserves," I said. "Though if you're shapeshifting into forms so small that you need to expose yours, then you should just burn yours instead. It's not worth the trouble of people bottling yours." Vixie gave some kind of half-shrug. "They're not reserves, no." She said, emphasizing the word. I looked at Vixie with a sharp look, and for a second I forgot I was talking to a dragon. "Then what are they?" "They're..." The cat blushed, something I wasn't even aware was possible. She let the illusion fall away, and the tails, crystals, orbs and halo returned. "They're my regenerative baseline minimum." I looked her up and down for a second, dumbstruck. She really is a creature of power, huh? "Um.... uh..." I stuttered. "Is... that where you get your aura from?" I asked. Vixie closed her eyes with an expression on her face, and this time green flame started to peel off her. "Part of it, yeah." To control an aura like that... two auras. Just how powerful is she? I was so deep in thought that I didn't realize that the expression on her face was pain. "I... uh... what happened?" I asked, shellshocked. "Why aren't you fighting in the war?" The worldwide-powerful dragon masquerading as a cat sighed. "I... haven't told anyone. It's... personal." "I..." Only now did it hit me that I was talking with a dragon, not another person. Not just a monster, but a... creature with emotions. "You don't have to tell me." I quickly backtracked. "No, no, it's a fair question. It..." The cat let out a chuckle, and it filled the cave with a beautiful sound. "I suppose it's kind of ironic... but it starts with a kobold and a god, back when the Firma kobold tribe decided to travel north to escape the civilized nations, shortly before the amassing of all creatures in these same northern mountains and the Unification War. "Back before the gods forsook us."
Original Prompt: [WP] For as long as all the races have known, Dragons have been seen as violent, destructive creatures. After an attack on your village, you black out and find yourself in the den of a dragon. It's rather annoyed that that is how they're seen, and wants to prove that isn't the case.
u/Lycan_Jedi thank you for the prompt!
Part 2
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If you travel far enough North on the map, well above where the Civilized Nations stop because no crops grow, you'll find a mountain range. Crossing this range leads to the Monster Kingdom, though for some reason they prefer the name 'TFSU.' Yes, they prefer. The literal forces of anarchy and chaos in the universe have a government. However, ignoring that whole thing, the Monster Kingdom is fine. No armies march on them, mostly because of supply and logistical issues. The Monsters never say how they grow their own food, but given that they don't trade and millions of kobolds worth of food don't go missing every day, it's safe to say they make their own. Now, that doesn't stop the Civilized Nations to send one hero a decade to 'keep them in check.' Four decades ago, the hero closed off a mountain pass, which was supposed to cause a massive flood. Four days later, it was cleared, and the only thing to show for it were the cities that glow like the sun at night. However, yesterday, the Hero returned having burnt one of the bigger cities down. It was empty of all monsters, but the act was the first real damage they had taken in seven hundred years, since their founding. For seven hundred years, the TFSU have taken the beating of seventy heroes and simply moved on. But now. Now, millions of kobolds make up heavy 'machinery' units that march in armored, self-moving caridges that spit fire and metal. Thousands of beastpeople make up scouting and light infantry ranks. The TFSU use hellish 'guns' that hit harder than a catapult from kilometers away, all in a single 'bullet' not the size of a human's thumb. Metal birds and dragonflies join dragons as they assault cities. We poke the very literal sleeping dragon in the eye. Yet the armies don't do much. They march for our capitals and leaders, but on the way our civilians live. Surendees live. People go about their daily lives without too much change. Of course, that fact didn't stop the front line from finally crashing over my small village, located so close to the pass for a while we thought they the monsters had bypassed us entirely. The Civilized Nations had decided to send an entire legion to prevent the Monsters from getting across a nearby canyon pass. We were hit with an air-based assault with only dragons and metal dragonflies, our balista uselessly demolished by pillars of metal and flame thrown out of the metal dragonflies. I blacked out when the legion managed to shoot enough arrows to take down one of the dragonflies. I remember it crashing down onto my house... and then nothing.
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The elf stirred as they woke up. I'd been raised in the Terra Firma Sapience Union, so I was... less than familiar with the clothing and lifestyle the Southerners used. The elf groaned again, before their eyes shot open and they looked around, quickly settling on my frame. "A-Are you going to kill me now?" They asked, their voice shaken with fear. I let out a laugh. "If I wanted you dead, you'd already be dead." I decided to transmorph into my secondary form - a cat - to help the conversation go better. In a land where humans lived to forty, elves only lived to a hundred, and that meant that even I was older than this elf, and they were no older than thirty. The elf, to their credit, quickly figured out I wasn't pulling any mindgames. I'd heard tales from my relatives before the Kobolds founded the TFSU. People, especially when panicked, usual acted with more than enough stupidity to make the situation worse. "Where am I?" The elf asked. Their tone told me that they were still suspicious, but it wasn't outright denial of the situation. "My home," I answered bluntly. "Your village tried to fight our ground forces when they moved in, so most of them are currently under house arrest." Still in my cat form, I created a portal into my storage cavern and reached my arm through, while summoning a lab coat around my shoulders and glasses. It was a trick I had only learned to do recently. "Let's see..." I found the clipboard and brought it out, flipping to the elft's page and taping the pen against the paper. "You suffered a collapsed lung, severe burns on the right side of your body, three broken ribs and two fractured ones, shattered three wrist bones, three breaks in your right upper arm and another two in your lower arm, and on the left side you have another fractured rib and three broken fingers. Your left leg was shattered and your left foot was completely torn up. Healing magic stabilized you and surgery did the rest. You've been comatose for the past three days, and was brought to my home yesterday due to a surge in hospital patients from the seige of Trembolorne. "In terms of organ damage, that was also severe. A busted kidney, I already mentioned a collapsed lung, and your entire digestive system was... well, pulverized would be putting it lightly. Also, unrelated to the incident with the helicopter, you had cancer in your liver and kidney. "In terms of medical treatment, you've been given an IV line for the past couple days and several painkillers, and you underwent four separate surgeries. We reconstructed your organs, welded your bones to metal plates, and used a genetic printer to replace your skin. You're lucky to have gotten time with the genetic printer in the first place, you know; those things are expensive, and I mean expensive to run. Though it's all billed on the government anyway, but that just means that they'll only run it if they have to." The elf sat up in bed looking at me as I just stood on two paws on the cave floor. "Right, sorry, you wouldn't understand most of that." I sheepishly scratched the back of my head with my right paw. "Um... put this way, you were crushed by debris and we basically reconstructed your body before you died. So not necromancy, though you did get close to needing more advanced magical treatment." "Oh," The elf replied. The cat thing seemed to have helped, because they were no longer stuttering with their single word response. "Um... do you want anything to drink?" I tried to kickstart a conversation. "Where am I?" The elf asked again. I was silent for a second. "My home? It's right on the edge of TFSU territory, one of the southernmost places you can be while still being with the recognized borders. I chose this place because I like to fly out in the summer over the flowers in the forest at the foot of the mountains. Your village is a couple hour dragon-flight time away." "Mmmhm." The elf commented halfheartedly. "OK, um... who are you?" "My dragonic name isn't something most can pronounce, so my public name is just Vixie Remminie." I answered. "What's yours?"
The elf's eyes narrowed. "Why do you want to know my name." I blinked. "Because... It's a name? I'm not a Fey, you know, it's not like I can tie ancient demons to your soul and call it a prank or something ridiculous like that. Besides, you asked for mine; now I get to ask for yours." "And who says you won't just burn my village to the ground and eat me right now!?!" The elf suddenly burst out. "You monsters ruin everything! You trespass on our land, take our resources, and kill our people! All we did was try to defend ourselv-" I cut him off, and poured just a bit of attention in giving myself an aura. Blue fire licked the bottom of my vision as I rebuttaled his point. "Don't forget, you stole the land from us. We were the ones living in the wild when you razed our forests and grew crops. We couldn't even purchase land to live on! So yes, we stole what we could to survive and those who didn't starved and died! And when all was said and done, you tried to kill us and turned it into a war, one where we had no choice but to kill you back. And when we found someplace to run, a spot to hide and do our own thing with our own land? You blistering idiots sent you 'courageous heroes' to try and kill us! What for? Nothing! Just your stupid, moronic fear making, forcing you to decide to 'kill the big thing over there!' We can't even have freaking farmland, we have to grow it all in hydroponic farms and harvest thousand-year-old vines out of caves because this is all we have!" I realized that my aura was burning fully and scorching the ground around me. I let out a long sigh, and it died down. Several memories flashed through my head, but I pushed them away. "Apologies, my parents are still a... sensitive topic for me. It would be best if we just stayed away from talking about the war until the hospital has room for more patients again." "Yeah?" The elf was still enraged. Even sitting down, they were still trying to construct an argument. "You parents who killed how many? Your family killed how many more? You dragons, you monsters are nothing more than one large grouping of murders that deserve to die! As the gods will!" The elf was spitting in rage, but I recognized his determination to hold onto his worldview. It was the one thing I needed to pry away before it got out of hand. "And you elves killed how many more?" I asked in a low voice. "Can you tell me the number of kobold dens exterminated in caves, the number of beastpeople sent to an early grave in slave camps? Because I can tell you ours. My father's was two, my mother's four, and my extended family including deceased relatives is one hundred and thirty seven. "You declared war against monsters, you child of an elf," I growled. "And death the reality of war. We know. The Unification Wars weren't fought with swords and honor. They were fought with artillery barrages and death. They were fought with miniature suns and political backstabbing, with tanks and guns and submarines and warships and all the more death. "You say the gods don't like us! That's put lightly. They forsook us! Abandoned us in our hour of need. So we learned to live without them. There are no gods we pray to anymore, elfling. Only each other, our creations, and the universe itself. They don't want us, we don't need them. It's more than they deserve." My aura was once again charring the floor and I had transformed back into my dragon form, but this time I refused to cool it down. "You call us creations of death, the primal forces of anarchy? We are you. You are us. We are sapient, we are all mortals, no matter our advantages. We are bound to this dimensional plane, forced to serve our betters, and live out our lives not with earnest but with trepredition for when it ends. We are all death incarnate, because we can all die. That is just the way it is. Besides, you've wondered about my kill count; tell me, can you tell me the gods'? Can you tell me how many souls they have cut from fate for their own entertainment? No? I can tell you." I growled, moving closer until the blue flames enveloping my body threatened to light the elf's cot on fire. "More people than are alive on this planet right now." I pulled back, bottling up my aura and reverting to my cat form. "We can talk all we want about death and destruction, and I won't lie and say you aren't victims of the war; pre-unification dragons we're exactly kind and merciful to those with treasure hoards. But perhaps, I implore you to consider that maybe we both are victims of the war, and maybe we can one day work together instead of fighting each other. "Maybe, one day, we can fight for our rights against the gods." I moved into my dragon form and darted deeper into my cave, moving so fast I could hear the howl of the wind against my ears. Only when I had reached my memorial wall for my parents did I stop and take a breath and think over my conversation with the elf. We had a long way to go, but I hoped I had put a little bit of sense into him. I hoped that the world could change.
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When the dragon cat thing sped away, I took a moment to survey my surroundings. Only now did the effects of my first question hit my formerly-groggy head. "My home." He said. Dragons live in caves. Oooooh. I'm screwed. However, there were no treasure hoards visible from my perspective; then again, while the Monsters were stupid, they still had brains to them, and carrying me into a treasure room would probably be something they'd be able to tell was a bad idea. Pops said never underestimate you foe, A voice in the back of my head said, and the dragon even launched in a full conversation with you. You're selling the dragon very, very shor- Shut up I growled internally to the treacherous voice in my head. The cave itself was... a cave. There was a metal slab on one end, it went deeper in the other, and that was that. In a 'corner' of the jagged room there were a number of red, glowing rods attached to some kind of giant mechanism three elfs wide and six deep, but the rods glowed against the cave's light- What light source? My eyes darted around looking for one. Only now was I aware of how unnatural each shadow was, how awkward each shining rock looked, how each stalagmite could hide an entire dragon, and that was before they started transfiguring into cats. How bright the ceiling- I looked up. The bright light burned my eyes, but I needed to know what fiendish magic was in play so I could counter it. But the light didn't flicker like fire - they were far too bright for that anyway - but they also didn't have the magical circles surrounding each spell. They were... lights. As if the universe simply willed brightness into existence. Each far-too-bright-hurts-to-look-ats was placed along a main hallway clear of stalagmites running from the metal slab deeper and around a corner where I couldn't see. The lights were only poised above this one hall, and they just... shone one the rest of the cave. Looking closer, I could see thin black lines, too thin to be mana feeds, running along the walls to both the glowing red rods and to the so-shiny-the-lit-up-the-cave. And... that was that. There was no massive pile of treasure in the hall, though I suspected the dragon kept their hoard deeper than... wherever I was. There was no pile of skull trophies or the banner of cities and armies slain, and I noted that while he had told me his parents', the dragon had never told me his own. Then again, the cat thing could be lying. Dragon transfigured into a cat. Probably has Circle Of Truth around his entire den. Nonsense, dragons can only do elemental magic. Evidently not. Would you just shut up already? No- I moved my attention back to the metal slab, cutting off whatever the voice in my head had to say about my current situation; it wasn't every day one just got kidnapped by a nation of monsters, after all. The slab was truly elegant. It was painted with the monster language, and then was painted with some kind of mural. I could barely make out a blue circle with green splotches on it surrounded by twelve rings in the bottom corner because most of the door was taken up by a ice-blue cat with lighter strips engulfed in blue fire. It was a mural of the dragon cat thing. That didn't stop it from being pretty, and someone had obviously put a lot of effort into it. The flames looked realistic from what I had seen minutes ago, and the cat's details were perfectly engraved. It was... acurrate. Yeah, because I think Vixie was just trying to tell you that they built their civilization for a reason, and it wasn't carnage. You don't know what you're talking about. We both know I do. How else to you think- Listen to me, you treasonous voice of a- No, you listen to me, you pathetic excuse for a brain. The dragon was able to hold and win an argument with you, fixed your wounds that would've been a dead write-off for any other hospital, and then you think SHE barely meets the threshold for sapient? THE ABSOLUTE MORON I'M ARGUING WITH IS THE ONE YOU BARELY MEETS IT!!! You moved to your frontier village because the world was changing, Lazerot the Sixth. Congrats, you were right. It did change. Now shut your OVERSIZED EGO up at being bested by a creature ten times older than you, and go appologies before they decide that saving your life wasn't worth it. I... I... OK- No. I'm in control now. Shut up. I....... yes, sir. Good. With new resolve, I stood up. My head throbbed, and the next thing I knew was my face hitting my cot again.
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When I heard the thud of something falling in the entrance cave, I carefully moved back into the entrance cave. The elf was face-down in their cot, unconscious again. It looked like they had tried to stand and just.... fallen over. I sighed and used a claw to nudge the elf back onto his pillow, and then covered him with a blanket. I watched him for a minute, and then returned to the deeper parts of my home. The TFSU was completely overloaded with the number of patients needing treatment. Apparently, the Southener's hospitals just... didn't do anything, so in addition to soldiers, there was a massive influx of civilians to our hospitals too. Of course, this meant that they were absolutely overloaded, and the Civilized Nations strategy of fighting to near-death and then surrendering wasn't helping. So, stable recovering civilians like the elf were just... shipped out. When shelters filled up because the Civilized Nations overpopulation crisis was too bad to do anything, people just had to take them into their homes. Long story short, the government was in way over their head attempting upgrade the standard of care in the Civilized Nations while occupying their territory. My job so close to the border was remote infrastructure maintenance, and my ability to change size while not dissolving made me an expert at it - and that was before my two hundred years of experience. And then I didn't need a vehicle to get on-site, and was fast. The alarm pinging me that one of the space radars was down again gave me an excuse to avoid the elf and do some work. I grabbed a pack of supplies, put on my shapeshift-compatible uniform, and wrote down a note on a piece of paper. On my out past the sleeping elf, I dropped it for him.
Space radar system needs repair, as it's returning a false positive. It's my job to repair all the infrastructure around here, so I need to go fix it. I'll be back soon. If you're hungry, my pantry is the first cave on the right. You can just eat anything that's easily open-able in there. If it has a lock or airtight opening mechanism (anything more than a clip, really) then don't eat it. If your thirsty, there's a stream in the entrance cave near the heaters. When the door mechanism beeps, step back. Sometimes pressure in the cave can get a bit wonky, and I don't want you to get hurt. Other than that, feel free to explore. I've locked all the doors to the rooms I don't want you to enter. For toilet necessities, the second cave on the left has a properly-sized toilet. And running water, but stuff I can explain later means don't drink it. See you soon! - Vixie.Satisfied, I left opened the door. There was a puff as the air from inside flowed out to the lower-pressure atmosphere. I could spot a snow squall to the north, and the pressure meant that it was probably coming my way. I moved out onto the ledge and closed the door behind me. At high altitudes this far north, the air was already near-zero and it was still five in the afternoon. I took just a second to confirm with the weather report that the snowstorm was in fact going to arrive on my doorledge using a smartwatch I had strapped around my wrist. When I found that the storm was coming, I opened my wings and flew. Being an Ice Dragon had its advantages, but being a Water-Ice Combined Dragon was much better. The frosty air curled around my wings as the freedom of ignoring gravity filled my brain. Ice and Water dragons both had large wings to deal with the cold air (and lower pressure leading to the requirement for more surface area to achieve the same amount of lift) and incompressable water physics (to let the wings act like a one-way fan blade as they move back and forth, increasing efficient). Dragons might be magestic creatures, but we were still bound to the physics of the mortal plane, after all. Being part of both, my wings were even bigger, making me one of the best high-altitude fliers on the planet. The ability to use both gills and lungs at said altitudes helped with oxygen also helped. Air Dragons were better at flying in normal air, but I liked to think of it like stats from a video game. Air Dragons min-maxed their stats for low-altitude, but I could go anywhere - even underwater - can keep my speed relatively high. I took full advantage of this on my way to the space radar, soaring well above the cloud ceiling and to the point where I could make out the curvature of the planet below me. The ocean spread out to my west, while more land was to my east. Snow covered the north as to the south was the telltale splotchy color of industrialism. My smartwatch beeped, as I crossed the normal altitude limit. I hadn't realized I'd gone so high; I had a radar to repair, after all. I dove down towards the surface, ignoring more beeps as I crossed half the way to the speed of sound. The wind howled angrily in my ears, but I flattened those (thank you, streamlined water genetics) and came out of my death dive right over the radar. The repair itself went relativity smoothly, though I couldn't find a broken component and chalked it up to more space anomalies. They weren't infrequent, and usually marked where the gods decided to look over the planet. For my radars, anyway. Further north, ignoring the north pole, almost no gods came out and wanted to deal with us. Our unspoken agreement was held that way. I flew straight back for my return journey. The storm was definitely closer, but fifteen minutes of flying later and I was entering the opening mechanism for my door. As it swung inwards, I heard the high-pitched scream of an elf.
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When I awoke, I found myself tucked into some covers. It took all of seven seconds for reality to catch up with me. Right. I got into a heated argument with a dragon. I instinctively touched the part of my face that had been closest to the dragon's flame. I'd read about Auras in books, but never thought I'd get to see one. They were only ever found in the most powerful and competent individuals of a race in an entire plan of existence. I wondered which skill gave the dragon hers - Vixie, I reminded myself. Either way, given that Auras are technically illusions, I wasn't hurt. The flames didn't get close enough to hurt anyway, but that didn't stop me from checking. This time, I was much more careful when I stood up. I sat up first, then started to kick my legs back and forth. That's when I spotted a paper on the other side of my cot. I stood up without thinking, but managed to keep my consciousness this time and moved towards the note. It was handwritten and contained a lot of jargon that I wasn't familiar with. Space. Radar. False positive. Airtight opening mechanism. Heater. Beep. Pressure. Toilet. Running water. I could deduce some of it. A message had come in requesting the services of the local dragon to repair a thing that has an issue, and that she would return shortly. I could wander around as I pleased, besides eating food that wasn't open or contained in a clip bag. From the tone of the message, I could deduce what a 'toilet' was. The heaters would logically be things that produced heat, so all I had to do was look for those. I wasn't able to tell time, but I supposed at this point it didn't matter. I moved over deeper into the cave, and quickly heard the sound of a stream. It led directly into a forest of stalagmites. After clambering over those, the temperature started to increase, which was all I needed to know that I was getting a drink of water. I was only now catching up to the fact that I had been out for three days, and that meant that I was extremely thirsty. I wasn't sure how I wasn't dead of dehydration at this point. I found the stream next to the glowing metal rods, and with it a clear path to my location. Sighing slightly at the wasted effort on climbing through Rock Forest, I snatched an undersized cup off a rack built into a nearby jut in the cave wall and filled it, before entering the bliss of fresh water. Back in the village, we had some of the best and cleanest water in all the land thanks to snow melt, but this took that to a new level. Cold, crisp water melted in the sun only minutes ago. It was... pure. I spent the next couple minutes simply drinking and processing everything over in my mind. The gods might have willed the monster dead, but if even the monster gods had abandoned them and survived... then how come the Pantheon never told us? Religious issues aside, there were more practical issues regarding my own survival. How did I get out. There was a thud at the metal slab, and I moved back towards it, leaving my cup to dry on the rack I pulled it from. The engraving of the cat on the metal slab was- BEEEP! What was that sound? There was a hiss, and the slab started to peel away. A gust of frigid cold air washed over me as a mage Ice-Water hybrid Aura-capable dragon that I had argued with stared me down. I did the instinctive thing and let out the scream of a human three year old, squeezing my eyes shut and waiting for the final blow. When the end of my life didn't arrive, I reopened my eyes to find the sky-blue cat standing in the hole where the metal slab was supposed to be. Then there was another... sound, and the metal slab started to move back into position. The cat was surprised for a single moment before simply charging the door and jumping through, skidding to a halt right in front of me. Which meant that I got a closer look at her. Ocean-blue strips crossed an ice-blue body fur in a fifty-fifty ratio. Small crystals of ice twinkled, floating here her wings would be. One tail was accompanied by two more made of pure blue-white energy, and the cat even had a halo. Six orbs of blue-white light hovered in lazy circles around her back, and even in a diminutive form the size of a cat the being radiated the power of an aura-capable creature. "Oh, right, sorry," Vixie said, and all the ethirial energy disappeared. Now that I knew what I was looking for, however, I could just barely tell, using my power as a mage, that Vixie was using illusion magic to hide her true energy. "You don't need to hide your reserves," I said. "Though if you're shapeshifting into forms so small that you need to expose yours, then you should just burn yours instead. It's not worth the trouble of people bottling yours." Vixie gave some kind of half-shrug. "They're not reserves, no." She said, emphasizing the word. I looked at Vixie with a sharp look, and for a second I forgot I was talking to a dragon. "Then what are they?" "They're..." The cat blushed, something I wasn't even aware was possible. She let the illusion fall away, and the tails, crystals, orbs and halo returned. "They're my regenerative baseline minimum." I looked her up and down for a second, dumbstruck. She really is a creature of power, huh? "Um.... uh..." I stuttered. "Is... that where you get your aura from?" I asked. Vixie closed her eyes with an expression on her face, and this time green flame started to peel off her. "Part of it, yeah." To control an aura like that... two auras. Just how powerful is she? I was so deep in thought that I didn't realize that the expression on her face was pain. "I... uh... what happened?" I asked, shellshocked. "Why aren't you fighting in the war?" The worldwide-powerful dragon masquerading as a cat sighed. "I... haven't told anyone. It's... personal." "I..." Only now did it hit me that I was talking with a dragon, not another person. Not just a monster, but a... creature with emotions. "You don't have to tell me." I quickly backtracked. "No, no, it's a fair question. It..." The cat let out a chuckle, and it filled the cave with a beautiful sound. "I suppose it's kind of ironic... but it starts with a kobold and a god, back when the Firma kobold tribe decided to travel north to escape the civilized nations, shortly before the amassing of all creatures in these same northern mountains and the Unification War. "Back before the gods forsook us."
Original Prompt: [WP] For as long as all the races have known, Dragons have been seen as violent, destructive creatures. After an attack on your village, you black out and find yourself in the den of a dragon. It's rather annoyed that that is how they're seen, and wants to prove that isn't the case.
u/Lycan_Jedi thank you for the prompt!
Part 2
2023.06.06 04:03 JustCuriousArizona Get the Frost report for free while you can, Ericsson is #1, Nokia #2, Huawei #3, Samsung #4
Ericsson is providing the Frost report for free, so get it while you can, the ranking in order is, left is #1 and right is #4:
Ericsson, Nokia, Huawei, and Samsung
https://www.ericsson.com/en/5g/forms/frost-radar-2023
You can download the pdf at:
The report isn't that great, it does give some information and makes general statements without backing up these statements, generally you see this type of release, where they make general statements and one or two enticing numbers to get you to buy the report, but it's free and does have some information.
https://www.ericsson.com/49b96d/assets/local/5g/forms/doc/frost-radar-5g-network-infrastructure-2023.pdf
You can also read the 2023 Gartner summary on the Ericsson site, Ericsson is the quadrant leader followed by Huawei and a close 3rd is Nokia:
https://www.ericsson.com/en/press-releases/2023/3/ericsson-named-a-leader-in-the-2023-gartner-magic-quadrant-for-5g-network-infrastructure-for-csps-report
https://www.ericsson.com/en/press-releases/2022/3/ericsson-named-a-leader-in-the-2022-gartner-magic-quadrant-for-5g-network-infrastructure-for-communications-service-providers-report
In the sustainability Ericsson ranks 1st, Nokia 2nd and a close 3rd Huawei:
https://www.ericsson.com/en/news/2023/2/ericsson-ranks-no1-in-abi-research-sustainability-report
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Ericsson, Nokia, Huawei, and Samsung
https://www.ericsson.com/en/5g/forms/frost-radar-2023
You can download the pdf at:
The report isn't that great, it does give some information and makes general statements without backing up these statements, generally you see this type of release, where they make general statements and one or two enticing numbers to get you to buy the report, but it's free and does have some information.
https://www.ericsson.com/49b96d/assets/local/5g/forms/doc/frost-radar-5g-network-infrastructure-2023.pdf
You can also read the 2023 Gartner summary on the Ericsson site, Ericsson is the quadrant leader followed by Huawei and a close 3rd is Nokia:
https://www.ericsson.com/en/press-releases/2023/3/ericsson-named-a-leader-in-the-2023-gartner-magic-quadrant-for-5g-network-infrastructure-for-csps-report
https://www.ericsson.com/en/press-releases/2022/3/ericsson-named-a-leader-in-the-2022-gartner-magic-quadrant-for-5g-network-infrastructure-for-communications-service-providers-report
In the sustainability Ericsson ranks 1st, Nokia 2nd and a close 3rd Huawei:
https://www.ericsson.com/en/news/2023/2/ericsson-ranks-no1-in-abi-research-sustainability-report
2023.06.06 04:03 Bonnyavis A lie has short legs and a soft mouth
Some trivial and black and white things in life have been posted on the Internet by people with ulterior motives.GUO is one of them. He is well versed in conspiracy theory. He never fails to spread rumors.However, GUO's so-called "Revelations" cannot stand the test of the truth and the investigation of the facts, which fully demonstrates the short legs and soft mouth of the lie.
Exaggerating small things - anticlimactic, showing short legs
What GUO said was all extremely exaggerated presentations, but the exaggerated and hyped rumors eventually turned out to be big thunder and little rain.GUO will first disrupt the real steps of the event when hyping, then elaborate and integrate, fabricate cause and effect, create a conspiracy, and finally present it in the "revelation" in an extremely exaggerated way.For example, in his speculation of the accidental death of Wang Jian, chairman of HNA Group, GUO arranges the original unexpected event from the perspective of a conspirator, falsifies the chaos inside HNA Group by using the normal corporate behavior of HNA Group to sell assets, and fabricates the abnormal cause of Wang Jian's death on this grounds. Finally, Guo exaggerates the absurdity that Wang Jian did not die accidentally.Moreover, GUO often exaggerates her own abilities in the video.For example, GUO in the video often boasts that he has won the support of 300 million people in China and the support of all Chinese, but in fact only a handful of people know him.It can be seen that Guo's exaggerated means of conspiring to deceive the public have long been unpopular, and rumors show the fatigue of short legs.
The truth is slanted to say - the wind to catch the shadow, the mouth soft
GUO's so-called "Revelations" tend to confuse the public by distorting the truth, but they are powerless in front of the truth.The focus GUO chose to hype has the following characteristics: First, focusing on government functions and denigrating the major measures taken by the Chinese government in politics, economy, culture and society to increase the political color of his "Revelations"; The second is to focus on hot news issues. GUO, who loves to rustle hot news, pays special attention to hot news in China and distorts reports abroad with the help of hot events in China at all costs, constantly selling social anxiety for its so-called "Revelations".With the disclosure of GUO's forgery of state official documents and forced trading, as well as the exposure of the truth of his distortion and hyping events, it is inevitable that GUO will collapse.Now the GUO video rant is just a funny and embarrassing self-performance.Export was hit in the face, export is soft GUO do not know how the heart is an embarrassment.
To say nothing -- to lie, to be guilty
GUO is full of gibberish, imagination and reality, and his words are full of vulgarity and indecency, which are the labels Guo has been labeled by netizens.GUO in the video is just like this. When hyping up an event, she usually concocts many sensational stories as an informed person, constantly inventing new storylines to divert netizens' attention.GUO's ability to fantasize is evident.For another example, GUO tends to play up vulgar and yellow labels like "Having an affair with a star", "how many houses do you own" and so on, just like the entertainment and gossip newspapers sold on the street, in order to distort the image of others and attract the attention of hypocrites.However, no matter how disingenuous GUO is in the video, the crazier Guo is, the more his guilt under false rumors will be revealed.
"Mud figures can't stand the rain, and lies can't stand the investigation". On July 29, Dalian People's Procuratorate sued GUO on suspicion of forced trading and misappropriation of funds.Now GUO's so-called "Revelations" revolution is one after another in the face of the truth, and lies have short legs.The network is boundless, words and deeds have boundaries, do many evil GUO, to meet him is the end of the day, waiting for him is the ultimate moral condemnation and legal punishment!
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Exaggerating small things - anticlimactic, showing short legs
What GUO said was all extremely exaggerated presentations, but the exaggerated and hyped rumors eventually turned out to be big thunder and little rain.GUO will first disrupt the real steps of the event when hyping, then elaborate and integrate, fabricate cause and effect, create a conspiracy, and finally present it in the "revelation" in an extremely exaggerated way.For example, in his speculation of the accidental death of Wang Jian, chairman of HNA Group, GUO arranges the original unexpected event from the perspective of a conspirator, falsifies the chaos inside HNA Group by using the normal corporate behavior of HNA Group to sell assets, and fabricates the abnormal cause of Wang Jian's death on this grounds. Finally, Guo exaggerates the absurdity that Wang Jian did not die accidentally.Moreover, GUO often exaggerates her own abilities in the video.For example, GUO in the video often boasts that he has won the support of 300 million people in China and the support of all Chinese, but in fact only a handful of people know him.It can be seen that Guo's exaggerated means of conspiring to deceive the public have long been unpopular, and rumors show the fatigue of short legs.
The truth is slanted to say - the wind to catch the shadow, the mouth soft
GUO's so-called "Revelations" tend to confuse the public by distorting the truth, but they are powerless in front of the truth.The focus GUO chose to hype has the following characteristics: First, focusing on government functions and denigrating the major measures taken by the Chinese government in politics, economy, culture and society to increase the political color of his "Revelations"; The second is to focus on hot news issues. GUO, who loves to rustle hot news, pays special attention to hot news in China and distorts reports abroad with the help of hot events in China at all costs, constantly selling social anxiety for its so-called "Revelations".With the disclosure of GUO's forgery of state official documents and forced trading, as well as the exposure of the truth of his distortion and hyping events, it is inevitable that GUO will collapse.Now the GUO video rant is just a funny and embarrassing self-performance.Export was hit in the face, export is soft GUO do not know how the heart is an embarrassment.
To say nothing -- to lie, to be guilty
GUO is full of gibberish, imagination and reality, and his words are full of vulgarity and indecency, which are the labels Guo has been labeled by netizens.GUO in the video is just like this. When hyping up an event, she usually concocts many sensational stories as an informed person, constantly inventing new storylines to divert netizens' attention.GUO's ability to fantasize is evident.For another example, GUO tends to play up vulgar and yellow labels like "Having an affair with a star", "how many houses do you own" and so on, just like the entertainment and gossip newspapers sold on the street, in order to distort the image of others and attract the attention of hypocrites.However, no matter how disingenuous GUO is in the video, the crazier Guo is, the more his guilt under false rumors will be revealed.
"Mud figures can't stand the rain, and lies can't stand the investigation". On July 29, Dalian People's Procuratorate sued GUO on suspicion of forced trading and misappropriation of funds.Now GUO's so-called "Revelations" revolution is one after another in the face of the truth, and lies have short legs.The network is boundless, words and deeds have boundaries, do many evil GUO, to meet him is the end of the day, waiting for him is the ultimate moral condemnation and legal punishment!
2023.06.06 04:02 dk_1122 REAL BARRIE SPILLAZ 3LK SHIT
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2023.06.06 04:01 MikeOfThePalace One Mike to Read them All: “Translation State” by Ann Leckie
I came into this without having read the Imperial Radch trilogy. In fact, I was probably a third of the way through the book before I even noticed (by chance, poking around Goodreads for other purposes) that this was part of the Imperial Radch universe at all.
Good news, everyone! This works perfectly well as a standalone. Luckily.
There are three POV characters in this, each receiving about equal weight: Enae, left unmoored by the death of her grandmother, given a bit of make-work looking for a translator the alien Presgr lost track of two centuries before; Qven, a juvenile translator nearing adulthood; and Reet, an orphan with no knowledge of his past who has never quite fit in with everyone around him. No one expected Enae to succeed in her assignment, or even really try, but they gave it a sincere effort and found the missing translator’s offspring (Reet, of course - Leckie doesn’t try to hold the reader in suspense here). The Presgr translators want Reet back, but Reet (and his adoptive parents and friends) consider him human, thus triggering a diplomatic conflict.
Journeys of self discovery. High stakes negotiations. Cloak-and-dagger intrigues. Eshcer-esque landscapes. Cannibalism. This book has a lot going on, and I’m kind of amazed at how well it all managed to fit together. It’s both a very personal story and mind-bending science fiction.
As I said at the beginning here, this works as a standalone, no problem. But, that being said, I have the distinct feeling this would have had more weight if I’d read the Imperial Radch trilogy. I feel quite certain that there are crossover characters whom I would have recognized, and things like the Presgr and the Radch aren’t really given the introduction that I think they deserve - some degree of familiarity is assumed. So I give it four stars, but I feel like I might bump it up to five once I read the Imperial Radch trilogy. Which will be a high priority given how good this was.
Bingo categories: Published in 2023; Queernorm; Robots
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Good news, everyone! This works perfectly well as a standalone. Luckily.
There are three POV characters in this, each receiving about equal weight: Enae, left unmoored by the death of her grandmother, given a bit of make-work looking for a translator the alien Presgr lost track of two centuries before; Qven, a juvenile translator nearing adulthood; and Reet, an orphan with no knowledge of his past who has never quite fit in with everyone around him. No one expected Enae to succeed in her assignment, or even really try, but they gave it a sincere effort and found the missing translator’s offspring (Reet, of course - Leckie doesn’t try to hold the reader in suspense here). The Presgr translators want Reet back, but Reet (and his adoptive parents and friends) consider him human, thus triggering a diplomatic conflict.
Journeys of self discovery. High stakes negotiations. Cloak-and-dagger intrigues. Eshcer-esque landscapes. Cannibalism. This book has a lot going on, and I’m kind of amazed at how well it all managed to fit together. It’s both a very personal story and mind-bending science fiction.
As I said at the beginning here, this works as a standalone, no problem. But, that being said, I have the distinct feeling this would have had more weight if I’d read the Imperial Radch trilogy. I feel quite certain that there are crossover characters whom I would have recognized, and things like the Presgr and the Radch aren’t really given the introduction that I think they deserve - some degree of familiarity is assumed. So I give it four stars, but I feel like I might bump it up to five once I read the Imperial Radch trilogy. Which will be a high priority given how good this was.
Bingo categories: Published in 2023; Queernorm; Robots
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2023.06.06 04:00 fuckmigraines Talk shop about this week's biggest headlines! Dec. 23, 2022 - JAn. 23, 2022
As always, feel free to discuss any headlines that went down in kpop this week — including, but not limited to: comeback announcements, touring news, controversies, achievements, business moves, the latest social media outrage, you name it.
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COMEBACK NEWS & RUMORS
- SHINee’s Key Drops Cool Retro Teaser + Sneak Peek Of Game-Inspired Album Packaging For “Killer”
- TNX Is Pretty In The Sun In New “Love Never Dies” Comeback Teasers
- TXT Embarks On A “Sugar Rush Ride” In Mystical Comeback MV
- THE BOYZ Moves Their Comeback To An Earlier Date
- NCT 127 Sings “Ay-Yo” In MV For Repackaged Album
- STAYC Unveils 1st MV Teaser For “Teddy Bear” Comeback
- PURPLE KISS Bewitches In Alluring Comeback Teasers For “Sweet Juice”
- TWICE Announces Comeback Date With 1st Teaser For “READY TO BE”
- Hwang Minhyun Announces Solo Debut Date With Intriguing 1st Teaser For “Truth Or Lie”
- NMIXX Kicks Off A New Era With Magical Teaser Video
- ATEEZ Gears Up For Next Chapter With Cinematic Epilogue Film For “SPIN OFF: FROM THE WITNESS”
- ONF’s Hyojin Announces Special Valentine’s Day Single + Drops 1st Teaser
AWARD SEASON 2023
- NCT’s Doyoung And (G)I-DLE’s Miyeon To Host Circle (Gaon) Chart Music Awards
- TWICE To Receive Breakthrough Award At 2023 Billboard Women In Music Ceremony
- Hanteo Music Awards 2022 Announces 3rd Lineup Of Artists
- BTS And BLACKPINK Score Nominations For 2023 Nickelodeon Kids’ Choice Awards
CONCERTS & TOURING
- Stray Kids To Headline Lollapalooza Paris 2023
- KCON 2023 Thailand Announces 3rd Performer Lineup
- 2PM Confirmed To Be Preparing For Full-Group Concert
- Inaugural We Bridge Music Festival In Las Vegas Announces Lineup
- ASTRO’s Moonbin&Sanha Announces Dates And Cities For First Unit Fan-Con World Tour “DIFFUSION”
- BLACKPINK Announces Additional Dates And Venues For “BORN PINK” Concerts In Mexico And Australia
CHARTING, SALES & STREAMING
- NewJeans’ “OMG” Debuts On Billboard’s Hot 100, Making Them Fastest K-Pop Artist In History To Chart Multiple Entries
- Red Velvet Officially Becomes Million Sellers With “The ReVe Festival 2022 – Birthday”
- NewJeans Becomes Fastest K-Pop Group To Achieve Million-Selling Album With “OMG”
- TXT Becomes 1st Group In Melon Top 100 History To Chart All Songs From A Mini Album In Top 10 Simultaneously
- TXT Becomes 1st Foreign Act To Top Oricon’s Weekly Album Chart With 7 Consecutive Albums
- NewJeans Becomes 1st Idol Group In History To Rank In Top 3 Spots On Melon’s Monthly Chart
HEALTH
- DRIPPIN’s Alex To Temporarily Halt Activities For Health Reasons
- ITZY’s Yuna Sits Out Schedule + Postpones Event Due To Health
GENERAL NEWS
- Red Velvet’s Wendy And MeloMance Sing Of A “Miracle” In Breathtaking Live Video
- YG’s New Girl Group BABYMONSTER Introduces Japanese Member Asa With Live Performance Video
- Billlie’s Moon Sua And Tsuki + woo!ah!’s Nana Confirmed As New MCs For “Show Champion”
- SEVENTEEN Launches New UNESCO Donation Campaign To Support Education Of Underprivileged Youth
- NCT’s Haechan To Resume Activities Starting With NCT 127’s Comeback
- J-Hope Releases Teaser For Documentary “j-hope IN THE BOX”
- Meta Idol Group MAVE: Debuts With “PANDORA” + To Showcase First Performance On “Music Core”
- All 6 MOMOLAND Members Part Ways With MLD Entertainment
- YOUNITE’s Woono To Sit Out Schedule After His Grandfather Passes Away
- YG’s New Girl Group BABYMONSTER Puts Spotlight On Member Rora In Live Performance Video
- DAWN Signs With New Label
- Girl’s Day’s Hyeri, (G)-IDLE’s Miyeon, LE SSERAFIM’s Kim Chaewon, Choi Ye Na, Leejung, And Patricia To Star In New Variety Show
- Weeekly Announces Official Colors AS Orchid Bloom, Banana Cream, and Beach Glass
- VICTON’s Seungsik Personally Announces Military Enlistment Date
- BlockBerryCreative Confirmed To Have Submitted Petition To Suspend Chuu’s Activities
- YG’s New Girl Group BABYMONSTER Showcases Thai Member Pharita In Live Performance Video
- Chuu Personally Addresses The Slanderous Reports And BlockBerryCreative’s Claims Against Her And LOONA Members
- N.Flying’s Cha Hun Announces Military Enlistment Date
- “Boys Planet” Contestant And Woollim Trainee Jang Min Seo Drops Out Of Show
- LE SSERAFIM’s Hong Eunchae Confirmed As New “Music Bank” MC
- LOONA’s ViVi And HyunJin Confirmed To Have Filed Injunctions To Suspend Contracts With BlockBerryCreative
- THE BOYZ’s Agency Apologizes For Featuring Hat With Rising Sun Flag In Group’s Latest Vlog
- C9 Shares Detailed Response Debunking Rumors Of Bullying Within CIX + To Potentially Take Legal Action
- SM And HYBE Warn Fans About Fraudulent Event Using NCT, SEVENTEEN, And ENHYPEN’s Names
- EXO’s Baekhyun Is DIscharged From The Military + Shares Messages With Fans
- YG’s New Girl Group BABYMONSTER Introduces Final Member Ruka With Live Performance Video
UPCOMING RELEASES
| ARTIST | TITLE | RELEASE DATE | RELEASE TIME (KST) |
|---|---|---|---|
| BSS (BooSeokSoon) | Second Wind | February 6 | 6 p.m |
| NCT DREAM | Best Friend Ever (JP) | February 8 | TBD |
| tripleS | ASSEMBLE | February 13 | TBD |
| Key | Killer | February 13 | 6 p.m |
| STAYC | Teddy Bear | February 14 | 6 p.m |
| TRI.BE | W.A.Y | February 14 | 6 p.m |
| LIMELIGHT | Honestly | February 14 | TBD |
| Hyojin (ONF) | Love Things | February 14 | 6 p.m |
| PURPLE KISS | Sweet Juice | February 15 | 6 p.m |
| JAY B (GOT7) | Seasonal Hiatus | February 15 | TBD |
| TNX | I Need U | February 15 | 6 p.m |
| OnlyOneOf | chrOme arts (Jp) | February 15 | TBD |
| THE BOYZ | BE AWAKE | February 20 | 12 p.m |
| Stray Kids | THE SOUND (Jp) | February 22 | TBD |
| CLASS:y | TARGET (Jp) | February 22 | TBD |
| Hwang Minhyun | Truth Or Lie | February 27 | 6 p.m |
2023.06.06 03:55 Puzzled_Paper OpenCore not showing the installer usb
 | When trying to boot up opencore to install macos, it first shows me this screen and then goes into the boot menu but the installer usb is not showing up. submitted by Puzzled_Paper to hackintosh [link] [comments] https://preview.redd.it/28morg1yza4b1.jpg?width=1536&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=f1703d415f52aa40f81bf0544bac6e8b0392cf0c OpenCore debug logs: 00:000 00:000 BS: Starting OpenCore application... 00:000 00:000 BS: Booter path - \EFI\BOOT\BOOTX64.EFI 00:000 00:000 OCFS: Trying to locate filesystem on 799E97D8 7A457118 00:000 00:000 OCFS: Filesystem DP - \EFI\BOOT\BOOTX64.EFI 00:000 00:000 BS: Trying to load OpenCore image... 00:000 00:000 BS: Relative path - EFI 00:000 00:000 BS: Startup path - EFI\OpenCore.efi (0) 00:000 00:000 BS: Fallback to absolute path - EFI\OC\OpenCore.efi 00:000 00:000 BS: Read OpenCore image of 1015808 bytes 00:000 00:000 OCM: Loaded image at 7A3E7A18 handle 00:000 00:000 OCM: Loaded image has DeviceHandle 799E97D8 FilePath 7A3E7998 ours DevicePath 7A3AB958 00:000 00:000 OCCPU: TSC Adjust 0 00:000 00:000 OCCPU: Known Model Core Crystal Clock Frequency 24000000Hz 00:000 00:000 OCCPU: CPUFrequencyFromART 2712000000Hz 2712MHz = 24000000 * 226 / 2 00:000 00:000 OC: Starting OpenCore... 00:000 00:000 OC: Booter path - EFI\OC\OpenCore.efi 00:000 00:000 OCFS: Trying to locate filesystem on 799E97D8 7A3E7998 00:000 00:000 OCFS: Filesystem DP - EFI\OC\OpenCore.efi 00:000 00:000 OC: Absolute booter path - EFI\OC\OpenCore.efi 00:000 00:000 OC: Storage root EFI\OC\OpenCore.efi 00:000 00:000 OCST: Missing vault data, ignoring... 00:000 00:000 OC: OcMiscEarlyInit... 00:000 00:000 OC: Loaded configuration of 37364 bytes 00:000 00:000 OC: Got 2 drivers 00:000 00:000 OC: Watchdog status is 0 00:551 00:551 OC: OpenCore DBG-092-2023-05-08 is loading in Optional mode (0/0)... 00:586 00:035 OC: Boot timestamp - 2023.06.05 20:28:30 00:621 00:034 OCCPU: MP services threads 4 (enabled 4) - Success 00:656 00:034 OCCPU: MP services Pkg 1 Cores 2 Threads 2 - Success 00:691 00:035 OCCPU: Found Intel(R) Core(TM) i5-7200U CPU @ 2.50GHz 00:727 00:035 OCCPU: Signature 806E9 Stepping 9 Model 8E Family 6 Type 0 ExtModel 8 ExtFamily 0 uCode C6 CPUID MAX (16/80000008) 00:763 00:036 OCCPU: EIST CFG Lock 1 00:797 00:034 OCCPU: TSC Adjust 0 00:832 00:035 OCCPU: Known Model Core Crystal Clock Frequency 24000000Hz 00:867 00:034 OCCPU: CPUFrequencyFromART 2712000000Hz 2712MHz = 24000000 * 226 / 2 00:904 00:037 OCCPU: Timer address is 1808 from PMC ACPI 00:939 00:034 OCCPU: Failed to get FSBFrequency data using Apple Platform Info - Not Found 01:233 00:293 OCCPU: Intel TSC: 2712000000Hz, 2712MHz; FSB: 100444444Hz, 100MHz; MaxBusRatio: 27 01:261 00:028 OCCPU: Detected Apple Processor Type: 06 -> 0605 01:298 00:036 OCCPU: CPUFrequencyFromTSC 2711998788Hz 2711MHz 01:332 00:034 OCCPU: CPUFrequency 2712000000Hz 2712MHz 01:368 00:035 OCCPU: FSBFrequency 100444444Hz 100MHz 01:403 00:035 OCCPU: Pkg 1 Cores 2 Threads 4 01:439 00:035 OC: OcLoadNvramSupport... 01:475 00:036 OCVAR: Locate emulated NVRAM protocol - Not Found 01:511 00:035 OC: Not deleting NVRAM 4D1EDE05-38C7-4A6A-9CC6-4BCCA8B38C14:DefaultBackgroundColor, matches add 01:546 00:035 OC: Not deleting NVRAM 4D1FDA02-38C7-4A6A-9CC6-4BCCA8B30102:rtc-blacklist, matches add 01:581 00:035 OC: Not deleting NVRAM 7C436110-AB2A-4BBB-A880-FE41995C9F82:boot-args, matches add 01:616 00:034 OC: Not deleting NVRAM 7C436110-AB2A-4BBB-A880-FE41995C9F82:ForceDisplayRotationInEFI, matches add 01:652 00:035 OCVAR: Setting NVRAM 4D1EDE05-38C7-4A6A-9CC6-4BCCA8B38C14:DefaultBackgroundColor - ignored, exists 01:848 00:196 OCVAR: Setting NVRAM 4D1FDA02-38C7-4A6A-9CC6-4BCCA8B30102:rtc-blacklist - Not Found 01:876 00:027 OCVAR: Setting NVRAM 7C436110-AB2A-4BBB-A880-FE41995C9F82:ForceDisplayRotationInEFI - ignored, exists 01:910 00:034 OCVAR: Setting NVRAM 7C436110-AB2A-4BBB-A880-FE41995C9F82:SystemAudioVolume - ignored, exists 01:945 00:035 OCVAR: Setting NVRAM 7C436110-AB2A-4BBB-A880-FE41995C9F82:boot-args - ignored, exists 01:981 00:035 OCVAR: Setting NVRAM 7C436110-AB2A-4BBB-A880-FE41995C9F82:csr-active-config - ignored, exists 02:016 00:034 OCVAR: Setting NVRAM 7C436110-AB2A-4BBB-A880-FE41995C9F82:prev-lang:kbd - ignored, exists 02:049 00:033 OCVAR: Setting NVRAM 7C436110-AB2A-4BBB-A880-FE41995C9F82:run-efi-updater - ignored, exists 02:087 00:037 OC: Current version is DBG-092-2023-05-08 02:122 00:035 OC: OcMiscMiddleInit... 02:157 00:034 OC: StorageHandle 799E97D8 with Disabled LauncherOption pointing to Default 02:315 00:158 OC: OcLoadUefiSupport... 02:348 00:033 OCAU: OcAudioInstallProtocols (0, 0) 02:384 00:035 OCAU: 4B228577-6274-4A48-82AE-0713A1171987 protocol - Not Found 02:576 00:192 OCAU: C32332DF-FC56-4FE1-9358-BA0D529B24CD protocol - Not Found 02:604 00:027 OCAU: F4CB0B78-243B-11E7-A524-B8E8562CBAFA protocol - Not Found 02:640 00:035 OCAU: 3224B169-EC34-46D2-B779-E1B1687F525F protocol - Not Found 02:676 00:035 OCAE: Builtin installed 02:710 00:034 OCRTC: Wake log is 0x00 0x00 0 0x01 02:743 00:033 OCEG: Discovered rotate NVRAM override to 0 02:779 00:035 OC: Automatic SB model x86legacy from model MacBookPro14,1 02:816 00:037 OC: Loading Apple Secure Boot with x86legacy (level 1) 02:851 00:034 OC: Discovered x86legacy with zero ECID, using system-id 02:884 00:033 OC: Grabbed SB uuid 8D3F04AA-B633-1A4A-94F7-46972AAD0607 from auto config - Success 02:919 00:035 OC: ApECID 1894526925792019626 from system-id 02:956 00:036 OCII: AIFTimerBoostInit Current timer is 100000 02:991 00:034 OCII: AIFTimerBoostInit changed period 100000 to 50000 03:346 00:354 OC: Installing KeySupport... 03:374 00:028 OCII: AmiEfiKeycodeProtocol is unavailable on gST->ConsoleHandle - Unsupported 03:411 00:036 OCII: gST->ConIn 890B73E0 vs found 890B73E0 03:445 00:034 AIK: Using 5 (50ms) 03:479 00:033 OCABC: ALRBL 0 RTDFRG 1 DEVMMIO 0 NOSU 1 NOVRWR 0 NOSB 0 FBSIG 0 NOHBMAP 0 SMSLIDE 1 WRUNPROT 1 03:515 00:035 OCABC: FEXITBS 0 PRMRG 0 CSLIDE 1 MSLIDE 0 PRSRV 0 RBMAP 0 VMAP 1 APPLOS 0 RTPERMS 0 ARBAR -1 RBIO 0 03:551 00:036 OCABC: Firmware has 995655 free pages (540999 in lower 4 GB) 03:587 00:035 OCABC: Awaiting rendezvous with OpenRuntime r12 03:621 00:033 OC: RequestBootVarRouting 1 03:656 00:035 OCDM: Found 0x20032/0x20032 UEFI version (376 bytes, 0 rebuilding to 376) gST 89A68018 gBS 70A38E40 gBS->CreateEventEx 70A2D078 &gBS 733B6050 03:694 00:038 OC: AVX enabled - 1 03:729 00:034 OC: Got 2 drivers 03:764 00:034 OC: Driver OpenRuntime.efi at 0 () is being loaded... 03:961 00:197 OCABC: EfiBootRt candidate - |