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2020.09.30 16:02 CherryIcePop Sapphire Nitro+ 5700xt low clock speeds

I recently purchased a Nitro+ 5700xt and the clock speeds are extremely low. Running Assassins Creed Odyssey I average around 30 fps on 1440p. The memory clock is also 1750mhz even when just browsing the web. On games like Minecraft and The Witcher 3 I can't get over 30 fps and it's really worrying for me. Any tips? I've flashed my bios using the most up to date drivers and chipset drivers.
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2020.09.29 16:36 Pbadger8 Faction Spotlight: Why you should play Cao Cao

Faction Spotlight: Why you should play Cao Cao
Following u/Iamnothereorthere 's suggestion, I am going to try and do a spotlight on all the faction leaders, briefly touching on what makes them interesting and some of the ways you can get invested playing them. Might as well start with Cao Cao himself since I recently started a new campaign with 'em to try out the changes.
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Who am I? You're the smartest man in the room, that's who. As the 'Hero of Chaos', you start smack dab in the middle of China surrounded by tough opponents... but you know what? You can handle them. You can play them all off of one another and come out on top. You have the devil's own luck and you always gamble big. The good news is that you're counting cards too.
Cao Cao starts with three traits; Suspicious, Ambitious, and Dutiful. Remember that last one, because you're not like the tyrant Dong Zhuo. You're here to bring order to chaos- the opinions of lesser men be damned. Ask not the sparrow how an eagle soars!
So what are my goals? Cao Cao began as a fugitive, fleeing for his life from the tyrant Dong Zhuo after a failed assassination attempt. His gambles didn't always pay off but he always survived. At the battle of Puyang, Lu Bu tapped his helmet and asked him, "Where is Cao Cao!?" The mighty warrior didn't recognize the very man he was trying to kill. Time and time again, loyal officers like Dian Wei and Cao Ang gave their lives to protect Cao Cao. Though he surmounted against unbelievable odds, it all came at a cost. The bodies piled up at his feet- impeccable warriors, good friends, and sons alike.
Although considered to be the peerless strategist of his age, Cao Cao ultimately failed to unify China, being defeated at the battle of Chi Bi in 208 AD and prolonging the bloodshed for another 70 years. If you can actually unify China, you'll have beaten the man himself and averted this tragic fate. But... if you can save his son Cao Ang from being killed, that just might be good enough too.
How can I play this wily fox? As of the last update, Cao Cao gets a heavier emphasis on spies. At Second Marquis, you'll get access to 3 of them off the bat. With technologies and ranks, you can amass up to 9 spies towards end-game!
This gives you the opportunity to really make use of the system. Consider your overall strategy as a sort of 'combined arms' approach. Spies, Diplomacy, and Military all mutually reinforcing one another.
Ideally you want turncoats over fresh faces, and remember to check family trees to see if you can snag a dissatisfied relative.
There are two ways to use Proxy Wars. The most obvious is to pit two powerful foes against one another, reducing the chances that one of them will attack you. It can also create ad-hoc allies. Remember people will like you if you're fighting their enemies as well!
The second method is to incite someone to attack a faction that they already want to attack. Someone weak, universally loathed (like Yellow Turbans), or a bitter rival. Why do this? Well, with that glib tongue of yours, they might just pay YOU to instigate this war. Combine this with a gift of gold or some ancillaries and you can even peacefully get territory from this method.
Cao Cao's unique units are the Tiger & Leopard Cavalry, shock cavalry with decent ranged defense. They are comparable to end-game units and this means that you can have powerful cavalry without a vanguard or commander. I find that Cao Cao naturally gravitates towards the Water side of the tech tree because 1. your unique units cover your cavalry needs, 2. your unique buildings cover your food needs, 3. your central position allows you to make maximum use of spies and trade agreements. As such, I tend to field 'weak core' armies, with strong cavalry and strong ranged complements but a very thin frontline. The key is to devastate the enemy before they get close and then collapse their morale with a charge. Be wary that this composition is vulnerable to powerful heroes and unbreakable units. Which makes... a LOT of sense. Cao Cao regularly defeated armies much larger than his own but really struggled against small and dedicated opponents like Liu Bei.

Who are your officers? You value talent, no matter where it comes from. You set a high standard but your officers will love you as a result. Many of Cao Cao's people get along EXTREMELY well with one another, with Dutiful being a very common trait.
Lady Bian- former prostitute, future Empress. From what we can tell, Cao Cao and Lady Bian genuinely loved eachother. Make her your heir and court satisfaction will go through the roof. She can also quickly get redeployment costs down, allowing you to cheaply deploy entire stacks across the map in a flash. It's really easy to get 0 cost redeployment as Cao Cao. Having her as an heir also allows another assignment slot fairly on, promoting a wide playstyle with lots of officers.
Cao Ang- your eldest son. By all rights, he should be your heir instead of Cao Pi at the start. He was a treasured son by Cao Cao and he has some really good traits for a generic like -15% retinue upkeep and +4 public order across the board. Alas, he died giving up his horse so Cao Cao could escape the battle of Wancheng. For this reason, CA has instead makes Cao Pi the default heir.
Xiahou Dun and Xiahou Yuan- your cousins. Both have -15% retinue upkeep from their armor so you can have them lead your most elite units. Xiahou Dun also gives his retinue fatigue resistance which is great for cavalry, despite him being a champion. He also ate his own eyeball. Xiahou Yuan was an accomplished archer and he's got above average cunning so he's actually incredibly well suited to leading horse archers or mounted crossbows. The top row of his skill tree will make them decent at charges too.
Dian Wei and Xu Chu- your bodyguards. Dian Wei was recruited after Xiahou Dun discovered him wrestling a tiger in the wilderness and he almost plays more like a commander with his strong buffing abilities. Xu Chu led a band of peasants against yellow turbans and proved his strength by pulling an ox by the tail. Both have easy access to Scare. Xu Chu's armor gives a -15% retinue upkeep discount! Unfortunately he's not AS good at commanding cavalry as Xiahou Dun.
Cao Ren and Yue Jin- your sentinels. They're not the strongest or flashiest of their type, but they get the job done. Historically, Yue Jin was known for being real short and an absolute mad lad charging into battle.
Xun Yu, Guo Jia, Xun You, Jia Xu- the strategists. Talent attracts talent, as they say. Xun Yu and Guo Jia each have the Brilliant trait, giving +15% ammo to you and -30% ammo to your enemies. None of these characters are guaranteed to come to your side, though they all have a fondness for Cao Cao's faction so be on the lookout to poach them with your spies sowing discontent. Upon his defeat at Chi Bi, Cao Cao is reputed to have said, "If only I had Guo Jia." Alas, the genius strategist died of illness several years prior. If he had lived, he might have been a match for Zhuge Liang.
Some tips Given that Cao Cao rarely struggles with satisfaction among his historical officers, you can hire any rank 4 character out of the pool (for -1000 gold) and immediately banish them for +1600 gold. In 5 turns, everyone will have forgotten! Capturing Pengcheng's unique building (The Grand Temple of Confucius) also grants +10 satisfaction on top of the +5 you can get from Lady Bian's background and both her and Cao Cao's fantastic authority.
I find Cao Cao ends up with so many officers that you can often deploy them, dismiss their retinues, and have the generals follow behind your main armies reinforcing them at 0 upkeep cost. They are definitely force multipliers and this plays into Cao Cao's historical strength of having an extremely competent corps of leaders. I think just adding 3 generals to an 18-unit army doubles or even triples its effectiveness, depending on who they are. Cao Cao himself is a tremendous force multiplier of other generals with Imperious Presence. Pair him up with two other officers that have 'Unyielding Earth" (+100% Melee Evasion, Unbreakable) and you can have virtually no downtime on that huge bonus to melee evasion.
In the 190 start, your turn 1 fodder is a guy named Yuan Huan. It might be worth trying to capture him alive (don't autoresolve it, just beat him up a little and let him rout) because he has an incredibly useful 'Agricultural Reformer' background. Makes sense since he was one of Cao Cao's architects of the Tuntian system.
If you can get a family member to turncoat, consider that faction as a potential ally based on the ability to Improve Relations without spending credibility. And when they get too big? Instigate a civil war and swoop in to the 'rescue'. Consider any spy that leads an army as a free upkeep retinue that's just waiting for you to spring the trap. Remember that if you have a single general army and get attacked by a full stack- extracting the spy on the eve of battle will turn it into a fair 2v2 fight. Don't forget to build up a surplus of money, Network, and Cover.
Yuan Shu is very susceptible to positive deal Proxy Wars. If your credibility is over 75, consider offering him a proxy war that he wants to fight AND acknowledge his legitimacy. He'll often outright give you territory in exchange. That or huge sums of money.
If you like to heavily invest in Trade Routes like I do, you might occasionally find yourself with an extra slot and no one to trade with. Carefully a select a subordinate (take a good look at their traits), ideally a family member, and make them an administrator of a commandery that is a little underutilized. Grant them independence and voila- you have a new trade partner, less corruption, an autonomous subordinate, and a free administrator slot. I've never had them betray me before, although it will take them several turns to build up their military and court. Until then, protect them as if it was your own territory (because it is!) You'll lose prestige, but the extra gold gained from this partnership can be used to upgrade your cities and gain it back. You can kickstart their military by deploying the administrator with a fully replenished retinue at the moment you turn them into a vassal. They'll separate from your army and go along their merry way.
In Summary I like Cao Cao's campaign because it's a challenging start position and there's very rarely a moment of peace. Your vulnerable position beset on all sides often means you're constantly fighting battles where you are outnumbered... but the game throws you incredible tools to meet this challenge. Talented officers flock to your side, your unique units and buildings are exceptionally potent and you have an array of diplomatic options with both spies and your credibility resource. I think his 190 campaign is one of the most demanding in the game right now, moreso than even 'Kill em all!' Yellow Turban starts because it asks you to master pretty much every dimension of Total War: 3K's gameplay- diplomacy, economy, and combat.
Phew... That was... a bit longer than I expected. If you're still here, enjoy this clip of Cao Cao's leadership in the 2010 Three Kingdoms TV show.
Fun fact Cao Cao was an accomplished poet, as was his third son Cao Zhi (present in the 194 start date).. Cao Zhi wrote the poem that provides the lyrics for the Eight Princes trailer, composing it in eight steps to convince his vengeful brother Cao Pi to spare his life.
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2020.09.28 23:54 WilllNylander From ~600 Cold to 770 (Q48 V51): A Debrief of My Summer Journey

Brief Overview: My final score line read: 770, 48Q, 51V, 8IR. It was a long and difficult road that involved 350+ hours of prep.

My Background

I'm a native english speaker but the child of immigrant parents and a first gen college student - that is to say, although I was native, there was no english spoken in my household and I honestly wasn't a particularly good english student as a result growing up. However, in high school, I started to read a lot just in my own time and my general verbal skills improved drastically. I was an engineering major and did very well in my courses, so I had solid quant foundations. Moreover, I graduated this past spring, so my GMAT preparation and test occurred while I was on break in between graduating school and starting full-time. Finally, this was the first standardized test I have ever taken.

Overview of Preparation

Starting Point
I actually never did a true cold diagnostic. However, after flipping through the basic lessons in the Official Guide to get a sense for what is tested on the GMAT, I worked through the short diagnostic test that the OG provides. I completed this without time pressure, and really took my time, so if anything, my results here would be an overstatement of my actual capability at this point.
Now, this cold diagnostic doesn't have a "true" score attached to it, but there are some references online that provide rough estimates for how your diagnostic score scales to an actual GMAT score. My diagnostic was estimated at approximately 600 (Q36 V35). That's based on the following diagnostic performance:
1) Problem Solving: 16/24
2) Data Sufficiency: 17/24
3) Reading Comprehension: 13/17
4) Critical Reasoning: 14/17
5) Sentence Correction: 12/18
Initial Preparation
I started my preparation in May. I already had access to the old Manhattan guides as PDF's, so I started here by working through all of the quant books first, and then working through their SC and RC books as well. It took me about 80 hours or so to work through all of Manhattan in addition to slowly starting to work through some small OG problem sets (mostly easy questions).
At this point, I decided to take the official mock test #1 to see where I was at. Unfortunately, although I scored really well, it was a very poor simulation of the actual test. I had to pause multiple times due to distractions in the house (which gave me extra time to think about questions) and even paused to consult my notes for one question (facapalm). In any case, I didn't feel god writing the test - for some questions, I ended up getting them right for the wrong reasons, I felt like I was scrambling the entire time, etc. I knew I needed a lot more preparation ahead of my late September test date.
TTP + OG
In mid July, I started TTP, and I planned to work through it over the course of the next 2 months leading up to my scheduled GMAT.
I first went through the entire quant course (all lessons + examples) and about 30% of the chapter tests (mostly focusing on medium and hard). I was consistently above the target accuracy outside of a few hard tests on some topics (like combinatorics / probability). My medium tests were usually 90-100% while hard tests were 80-95%. Then, I went through the verbal content that was available (SC and CR) including all of the chapter tests (because there are very few of them currently available). I was certainly feeling more confident in my quant ability after all of this (and I mean....good grief, I BETTER be feeling confident after putting in all of this time!). In total, I estimate that I spent ~200 hours on TTP.
In August, I started working through increasingly larger OG problem sets using the online tool. I started with a mix across easy / medium / hard, but once I saw that I was at ~95% accuracy on easy, I started to focus exclusively on medium / hard. As I was getting close to my practice test phase, I started to work on larger problem set sizes so as to better simulate the test taking experience (i.e. 30 timed problems for quant and ~40 timed problems for verbal as a stamina challenge).

Practice Testing

Once I finished TTP, there was nothing left to do but actually work on OG problems and, of course, the actual OG tests. I tried to simulate these as realistically as possible, including:
Here were my practice test results on official mocks (tests 2 - 6). Note that these were pretty close to one another in time - the largest gap between two tests was 1 week:
Test # Composite Score Quant Verbal IR
2 750 50 42 8
3 770 50 44 5
4 770 50 44 5
5 770 50 47 8
6 770 51 44 8
Some quick observations / notes on my practice tests:

Test Day

At the end of it all, all of your preparation means nothing if you don't execute on test day. At this point, I had put in ~350 hours into test prep. I was conflicted internally between the two following thoughts:
1) Wow, I've done so much prep. How can I not do great here?
2) Wow, I've done so much prep...what if despite hundreds of hours, I mess this up??
Ultimately, test taking psychology is so important and underrated. It's easy to tell people "just be confident" and whatnot. The best thing you can do mitigate that anxiety is just prepping as much as possible. Aside from that, simulating test day is a good idea. I had more confidence knowing that I had used the erasable notepad and used my mask. In general, you want to limit surprises on test day. In the week leading up to my exam, I tried to visualize taking the test at night time. I would imaging walking into the test centre and feeling confident through the exam. I would imagine seeing a 770 flash on my screen at the end.
When I was driving there, I felt INCREDIBLY nervous. I wanted to barf! However, as soon as I walked into the Pearson test centre and sat in the lobby, I was amazed: I felt incredibly calm. I had looked up what the test centres looked like and had done these visualization exercises - perhaps that was the trick?
I went with verbal - quant - IR - AWA as my order. Verbal felt pretty good overall. It was in line with the difficulty of the official mocks, IMO. At most, some of the RC questions were more vague than what I was accustomed to. After the break, I moved onto quant - this had always been my stronger section and my performance here in practice was remarkably steady.
However...I failed to execute on quant. There were 2 questions where I spent ~4 minutes on them before giving up and guessing. As some of you know, this is a recipe for disaster. This prompted me to move quickly through the other questions, causing me to lose precision and miss on some medium level questions for sure.
Going into the final stretch, I told myself at this point that what's done was done. IMO, with IR and AWA, you just want to avoid having a blemish on your score. From my prep, IR was honestly a wild card. There are some IR questions in general where I was just confused at what it was asking. However, the test IR's ended up feeling alright.
And then...right after submitting the AWA, the final score immediately appeared. In summary:
770, 48Q, 51V, 8IR
I immediately did two massive fist pumps at my desk before calming myself before catching the ire of the test proctors. I couldn't care less about my splits at this point - I saw the 770 and knew I was done. Interestingly, at this point, I didn't even feel happiness or enjoyment per se. It was more so a feeling of...relief.
Obviously, the quant / verbal split was unexpected. I'm still a bit disappointed in dropping to Q48 as I feel that that's definitely below my actual talent level...but I was thrilled with the V51, obviously. In the end, I was able to tighten up my focus on verbal for test day. During my mock tests, even on the ones where I had gotten 2-3 wrong, they were usually careless mistakes on second glance. I felt I could put it together to throw a perfect game on verbal on test day...and thankfully that materialized!

List of Resources Used:

Happy to expand on any of this in the comments:

Section Tips / Commentary:

I'll keep this brief here because, but please do follow up with any questions you may have.
Quant in General
Don't take quant lightly, even if you're a quant major. I was an engineering major at a top school who got an A+ in university level probability and statistics. Guess what? I scored a 66% on my first TTP hard probability test and to this day, will still get some stats questions wrong. Maintaining precision on quant questions is key.
Verbal in General
Ultimately, the most important thing I can say is that verbal is learnable, even for international students. You can improve your verbal capacity as far as this test goes. I hope I stand as evidence of this fact!
Fire away with any questions you have! Also feel free to DM me as well :)
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2020.09.28 20:10 Net_Sea Linus teaches shows you how to install Arch Linux r/okbuddyretard style

Alright guys Linus Sex Tips here today we’re going to browse Porn Flash Games dot net on Arch Linux. You know what else makes me cum? Today’s sponsor.
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So the first thing we need to do is install Arch Linux, for that you’re going to want to set up a flash drive or maybe DVD with the installation media, but you need to be aware of your motherboard or laptops firmware, some older devices still use the classic IBM PC BIOS bootsector based boot process whereas most newer devices are going to use UEFI, we’re going to be doing this on an Acer Predator 21X which is fairly low end but it’ll do and it’s not new but its new enough that it still supports the newer UEFI style boot. We need to download the x86-64 and then just write that to a flash drive. To burn this image to a flash drive we’re going to use Win32 Disk Imager, really you can use any program, if you are on macOS you can do this from Disk Utility, if you are already on Linux or another UNIX-like you can use the dd utility. Alright so now we have this flash drive, and we’re rebooting the Predator. We need to go into the UEFI configuration menu because we need to disable Secure Boot else our Predator won’t accept the signature for the bootloader. You need to go into the Boot menu and set Secure Boot to Disabled. Alright now it’ll reboot, hit F12 repeatedly until you come up to this menu here, and then select an option labeled “UEFI”, your flash drives name, and ending in “PMAP”. Next we’re on the bootloader, just select that first “Boot Arch Linux (x86-64)” option. OK now the real fun begins. Now since we’re in Canada we’d normally go ahead and load a keymap but this is actually a US-layout Acer Predator 21x because Acer didn’t have any Canadian layout units available when we got this review unit so we can actually stick with the default US layout. Now here’s where some of you will be surprised if you’ve done this before in the past; we need to connect to Wi-Fi, but we won’t be using wifi-menu. Instead we’ll use the newer iwctl. Ok so watch...... first we list the devices...... scan for networks..... list em, there’s ours right there, now we just need to issue a connect, and... now it wants the password, get that in there... Cool. So now we should be connected, great. Alright now let’s test it so, type in “ping archlinux.org”. Oh that’s strange, we’re getting “network unreachable” error... ANTHONY!
cut to Anthony
Okay so I took a look with another machine and it looks like what happened was the access point Linus connected to had DHCP6 misconfigured to the wrong gateway and it wasn’t picking up DHCP4 at all, and so no packets were routing. After a couple hours of fidgeting with the Unifi configuration we just factory reset everything.
pan to Linus, unamused
Alright... so... at least now we can ping archlinux.org, the pings look fine, we can keep going. Now we want to synchronize the clocks. This might not seem important but it is actually very important because network protocols like TLS rely on the clock to be set properly and will not work correctly in some cases if it isn’t; and this is especially exacerbated by the fact that Windows sets the system time based on what it considers local time, whereas Linux sets the system clock based on UTC. If our dates mismatch, the TLS handshake will fail and we’ll get nowhere. So we need to run timedatectl set-ntp true... and just wait a few seconds, and it should be golden. OK. Now we need to partition the disks.... we’re just going to set up a simple LUKS encrypted root with an LVM2 group and throw some ext4 partitions under there, and then a separate LUKS partition for our swap, because we need that to be block aligned. LUKS is smart enough to reuse our passphrase for all of the other logical partitions so all we have to do is tell it which disks to mount and when the initrd is created we should be gucci. OK. Format those bad boys............ alright, now mounting.... (that’s what she said)..... oh right, lets not forget to turn the swap on as well, so that it gets properly saved later on. Alright now we want to run the command pacstrap to bootstrap our base packages, so we’re going to install linux, linux-firmware and base, that should be enough to get it all started. And while that’s going, I’m going to go refill my water (Psst, lttstore dot com.)
OK... all done, looking good, so we need to generate an “f stab” (Anthony in the distance:) “That’s F S tab, it stands for File System Table” OK .... we’re going to generate an F stab,
gen f stab dash U slash mnt, pipe appending to slash mnt slash etc slash f stab.
Now we’re going to “chroot”, using the special “arch-chroot” command.... need to symlink the desired timezone info file to slash etc slash localtime, remember, no slash mnt, we’re now inside of the installed system root. We’ll use hwclock to setup etc adjtime. Now we gotta edit etc locale gen.... oops, vim is not installed... ok pacman dash capital S vim.... what the heck? Oh, we need it to download the index. OK make that a dash Sy. Now we’re cooking. OK and we’ve uncommented the locale so we can now run locale gen. Lets set the hostname... generate initram.... set the root password.... install systemd boot and OK! Great.
Now we can reboot into our fresh Arch Linux install.... and we got login! Now, just enter “root” and the password... cool... now we need to install a desktop environment. Lets install GNOME for now. Pacman dash S.... gnome desktop..... oh. Oh god. So many errors. Hahaha, oh yeah, i need to connect to wifi; its just going through every mirror and failing because I’m not connected.
Ok so i just run iwctl... command not found? Oh no. We forgot to install the wireless networking programs! We need to reboot into the installation media, unlock the LUKS volunes, mount the LVM volumes, arch chroot in again and install the programs we need.
Alright guys that’s about all the time we have for part 1 of getting Porn Flash Games dot net running under Arch Linux, next time we’ll go off into a tangent about video card drivers, glvnd, video acceleration in X11 vs Wayland, and attempt to get Pepper Flash loading in a recent version of Chromium. If you want to see that be sure to subscribe and ring the bell, if you liked this video consider leaving a like, if you disliked it you know where that button is too, be sure to check out my Only Fans and I’ll see you next time.
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2020.09.28 16:08 esean_keni Linux Sex Tips

Alright guys Linus Sex Tips here today we’re going to browse Porn Flash Games dot net on Arch Linux. You know what else makes me cum? Today’s sponsor. Glasswire is the network and fleet monitoring tool that puts you in control over your home or small business networking, allowing you to monitor both threats and faults at a glance as well as get notifications on your mobile device.
Intro plays
So the first thing we need to do is install Arch Linux, for that you’re going to want to set up a flash drive or maybe DVD with the installation media, but you need to be aware of your motherboard or laptops firmware, some older devices still use the classic IBM PC BIOS bootsector based boot process whereas most newer devices are going to use UEFI, we’re going to be doing this on an Acer Predator 21X which is fairly low end but it’ll do and it’s not new but its new enough that it still supports the newer UEFI style boot. We need to download the x86-64 and then just write that to a flash drive. To burn this image to a flash drive we’re going to use Win32 Disk Imager, really you can use any program, if you are on macOS you can do this from Disk Utility, if you are already on Linux or another UNIX-like you can use the dd utility. Alright so now we have this flash drive, and we’re rebooting the Predator.
We need to go into the UEFI configuration menu because we need to disable Secure Boot else our Predator won’t accept the signature for the bootloader. You need to go into the Boot menu and set Secure Boot to Disabled. Alright now it’ll reboot, hit F12 repeatedly until you come up to this menu here, and then select an option labeled “UEFI”, your flash drives name, and ending in “PMAP”. Next we’re on the bootloader, just select that first “Boot Arch Linux (x86-64)” option.
OK now the real fun begins. Now since we’re in Canada we’d normally go ahead and load a keymap but this is actually a US-layout Acer Predator 21x because Acer didn’t have any Canadian layout units available when we got this review unit so we can actually stick with the default US layout. Now here’s where some of you will be surprised if you’ve done this before in the past; we need to connect to Wi-Fi, but we won’t be using wifi-menu. Instead we’ll use the newer iwctl. Ok so watch...... first we list the devices...... scan for networks..... list em, there’s ours right there, now we just need to issue a connect, and... now it wants the password, get that in there... Cool. So now we should be connected, great. Alright now let’s test it so, type in “ping archlinux.org”. Oh that’s strange, we’re getting “network unreachable” error... ANTHONY!
cut to Anthony
Okay so I took a look with another machine and it looks like what happened was the access point Linus connected to had DHCP6 misconfigured to the wrong gateway and it wasn’t picking up DHCP4 at all, and so no packets were routing. After a couple hours of fidgeting with the Unifi configuration we just factory reset everything.
pan to Linus, unamused
Alright... so... at least now we can ping archlinux.org, the pings look fine, we can keep going. Now we want to synchronize the clocks. This might not seem important but it is actually very important because network protocols like TLS rely on the clock to be set properly and will not work correctly in some cases if it isn’t; and this is especially exacerbated by the fact that Windows sets the system time based on what it considers local time, whereas Linux sets the system clock based on UTC. If our dates mismatch, the TLS handshake will fail and we’ll get nowhere. So we need to run timedatectl set-ntp true... and just wait a few seconds, and it should be golden.
OK. Now we need to partition the disks.... we’re just going to set up a simple LUKS encrypted root with an LVM2 group and throw some ext4 partitions under there, and then a separate LUKS partition for our swap, because we need that to be block aligned. LUKS is smart enough to reuse our passphrase for all of the other logical partitions so all we have to do is tell it which disks to mount and when the initrd is created we should be gucci. OK. Format those bad boys............ alright, now mounting.... (that’s what she said)..... oh right, lets not forget to turn the swap on as well, so that it gets properly saved later on. Alright now we want to run the command pacstrap to bootstrap our base packages, so we’re going to install linux, linux-firmware and base, that should be enough to get it all started. And while that’s going, I’m going to go refill my water (Psst, lttstore dot com.)
OK... all done, looking good, so we need to generate an “f stab” (Anthony in the distance:) “That’s F S tab, it stands for File System Table” OK .... we’re going to generate an F stab, gen f stab dash U slash mnt, pipe appending to slash mnt slash etc slash f stab. Now we’re going to “chroot”, using the special “arch-chroot” command.... need to symlink the desired timezone info file to slash etc slash localtime, remember, no slash mnt, we’re now inside of the installed system root. We’ll use hwclock to setup etc adjtime. Now we gotta edit etc locale gen.... oops, vim is not installed... ok pacman dash capital S vim.... what the heck?
Oh, we need it to download the index. OK make that a dash Sy. Now we’re cooking. OK and we’ve uncommented the locale so we can now run locale gen. Lets set the hostname... generate initram.... set the root password.... install systemd boot and OK! Great. Now we can reboot into our fresh Arch Linux install.... and we got login! Now, just enter “root” and the password... cool... now we need to install a desktop environment. Lets install GNOME for now. Pacman dash S.... gnome desktop..... oh. Oh god. So many errors. Hahaha, oh yeah, i need to connect to wifi; its just going through every mirror and failing because I’m not connected. Ok so i just run iwctl... command not found? Oh no. We forgot to install the wireless networking programs!
We need to reboot into the installation media, unlock the LUKS volunes, mount the LVM volumes, arch chroot in again and install the programs we need. Alright guys that’s about all the time we have for part 1 of getting Porn Flash Games dot net running under Arch Linux, next time we’ll go off into a tangent about video card drivers, glvnd, video acceleration in X11 vs Wayland, and attempt to get Pepper Flash loading in a recent version of Chromium. If you want to see that be sure to subscribe and ring the bell, if you liked this video consider leaving a like, if you disliked it you know where that button is too, be sure to check out my Only Fans and I’ll see you next time.
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2020.09.28 15:12 AzorMX THE SEARCH FOR THE GREATEST SWITCH SHMUP: EPISODE 28 – Raiden V: Director’s Cut

Before I begin, I just want to remind everyone that all of my reviews can be found at my site: www.azormx.com. I tried to keep it as minimalist as possible, and it doesn't have any add or any other intrusive elements, so the content is king. Do check it out, as reviews are usually live there before I publish them elsewhere. Any way, on to the review!

The shmup genre hasn’t been a mainstream genre in a long time. To be honest, I don’t think it ever was, even during the arcade days. While we certainly don’t have a shortage of shmups, let alone new release, they usually come from smaller teams. Indies have taken it upon themselves to become a guiding light for all of us. Their creations have been nothing short of amazing! However, we don’t really have anything we could call a “AAA” shmup. We do seem to have the next closest thing: Raiden.
Developer: Moss Co.
Platform: Nintendo Switch
Release date: Jul 25, 2019
Price: $29.99
Tate: Unfortunately… no. This really needed to have TATE
Raiden V: Director’s Cut is a vertical shmup set in a fictional but real world. It claims to be the original bullet-hell, and after playing it extensively I gotta say that I agree. Raiden V features some intense air combat, coupled with giant bosses and some jaw-dropping transitions between areas.

THE GREAT INTRO CHECKLIST

Right out of the gate, what caught my attention was the intro. The best way I can put this is that it has everything great about shmups in a short video. It has a great track, it has giant enemies, it has ships and it even has pieces of lore I do not understand! Simply amazing!
Most importantly, it is a very accurate portrayal as to what you should expect from the game. Unlike other shmups, Raiden goes all out in the presentation department, with the story taking a mayor role. Another way I can put this, is that it certainly feels like a considerable effort was placed in every element of the game. Raiden V features a level of polish that very few shmups can claim to have.

WELCOME TO THE CUSTOMIZATION STATION

One of Raiden’s strength is the amount of customization you have available for your ship. At the beginning of the game, you can choose between one of 3 different ships: Azuma, Spirit of Dragon and Moulin Rouge. Each of these ships has different stats in terms of attack, defense and speed. They also have their own sub-shot which is always firing along with your main cannon.
On top of selecting a ship, you can arm yourself with 3 out of 9 different weapons. Those 9 weapons are grouped into 3 categories: Vulcan, Laser and Plasma. You can pick, or rather you must pick 1 for each category. The result is a combat style that is unique to you.
During your play throughs, you will encounter several power-up orbs. These orbs will power up each of your weapons up to 10 times! Each of these orbs can be either red, blue or purple depending on the weapon it powers up. The orbs cycle the colors, with an outer dot indicating a timer until it changes colors. This allows you to control which weapon you want to power up, giving you the flexibility to pick your own style or choose a weapon for the occasion.
The best part is that absolutely no power-ups are lost upon death! This means that you are free to retry to your heart's content and play at your own pace. Raiden won't punish you or set you up for failure with an unrecoverable situation.
I didn’t put too much attention into weapon selection at first. I figured it wouldn’t be too relevant, as I would probably just play the entire game with a single weapon, but the advanced scoring mechanics and the rank system were quick to make me second guess my decision.

ACE PILOT

At the core of Raiden V, there are 2 main systems to be aware of: your rank and your flash level. Both of them measure your combat capabilities, although in different ways. Your flash point gauge is a score multiplier that tracks how fast you defeat your enemies. By defeating enemies as soon as possible after spawning, you can earn higher multipliers to increase your flash gauge. By having quick kills, you can raise it to higher levels to increase your score. Your rank, on the other hand, only concerns itself with how many enemies you’ve defeated.
Your rank doubles as the deciding factor of which path you will be taking. Raiden features branching paths with an A, B, C or S version of each stage. Depending on your total destruction rate, you will either move up or down in rank after a stage. While I do not know the exact numbers, I believe having more than 98% destruction rate will increase your rank, 90 – 98% will keep it as is and <90% should decrease your rank. S rank stages are presumably harder than A/B/C stages, with C being the lowest.
Apart from having a higher score and challenging yourself with the difficulty, the importance of S rank is getting the true ending. In order to truly watch the ending of the game, you need to reach the final stage on S rank using a single credit. You also need to power up your 3 weapons to level 10. Once you meet those conditions, you will be able to challenge the final boss. Alternatively, you could just fulfill the level 10 weapons condition to fight the true final boss.

THE BEST CHEERLEADER

A new addition to Raiden V is the cheer system. By accomplishing certain in-game milestones like a certain number of enemies destroyed, you will get an achievement. These achievements are broadcasted to any players connected to the leaderboards. They can then “cheer” on your achievement to increase your cheer gauge. This goes both ways, as you can also cheer the achievements of your fellow Raiden players.
Once the cheer gauge is full, you can unleash it to clear the screen and gain a drastically stronger sub-shot. Think of it as a devastating bomb, only more devastating and easier to fill. It clears screens and decimates even the bosses.
Perhaps many people won’t think too much of it, but I found it really interesting to know that there’s someone on the other side celebrating my achievements. Likewise, there were times where I left my game on pause to do other stuff, but held on to my controller to provide support for my comrades.

SWIFT DESTRUCTION

Everything I’ve mentioned before plays out in the general strategy of the game. Assuming you want to get the best results, you need to know where to hit and how to hit hard. For the untrained eye, most shmups just look like games where you fire away with complete disregard and hope the enemy dies. This is definitely not the case in Raiden.
In order to succeed, you must be able to find your rhythm and read the stage. Learn the enemy formations and strategize the quickest kills. Be there before the enemy arrives and take them down before they realize what hit them. If you want to face the true final boss, then you must also learn to juggle your weapons and find the moments to upgrade them. Maxing a weapon and then switching is a recipe for disaster, as you don’t want to be on the later stages with a level one weapon and risk your flash level or destruction rate. With so many weapons and ship types, your strategy to succeed will be unique to you!

LORE GALORE

One of the main selling points, at least per the game itself, is the story. Raiden V features an extensive story that is fully voiced and occurs as you play the game. This story elements come as the prologue and epilogue scenes, as well as all the events happening mid stage.
As you fly your way to the levels, characters will be advancing the story by having conversations and narrating the current events. The dialogue is available on one of the gadgets located on the right side of the screen. You can read anything you might have missed and even pause to read the on-screen log of events (up to a certain number of events, as the log scrolls to open way for new text).
As for my opinion of the story, I have absolutely no idea of what happened during the game. I played my fair share of runs, but I found it next to impossible to focus on the dialogue while trying my hardest to survive. The voice acting would have been my saving grace, but I found the sound mixing to be the opposite of ideal for listening to dialogue. I even tried lowering the sound effects and BGM to see if I could focus on dialogue to no avail.
The text is also incredibly small when playing on docked mode. It gets even worse when playing handheld.

THE WORST CHEERLEADER

Out of all the voices, Eshiria’s was the one who got on my nerves the most at the beginning. Other than having her role as navigator on the plot, she also critiques your gameplay. In-between stage scenes, she will provide commentary describing your gameplay. She will be quick to point out if you did well, but also if you did poorly. On my early runs, when I was still learning, it would tilt me to listen to her complaining to me about stats I did not understand.
And perhaps, a huge part of my problems was a lack of understanding of the game mechanics. I listened to her complain about my destruction rate without knowing it was about my rank. She also complained about destruction speed without me knowing it was about the flash point.
The problem is that the game never bothered explaining any of its mechanics to me. I really looked around for some sort of tutorial to no avail. I had to resort to 3rd party resources. While that isn’t uncommon, I really don’t like games with obscure mechanics that can’t be discerned in-game.
Once I got better and consistently reach the S levels, I finally started to value her advice. Of course, I wouldn’t count on everyone reaching the same enlightenment as I did. In my opinion, her comments would more often than not add insult to injury. Once again, it’s not really the commentary, it’s the fact that none of what she said made practical sense until I started digging on the wiki.

GADGETS AND THE SCREEN REAL ESTATE

Perhaps the worst omission from Raiden V is the lack of a TATE mode. Vertical shooters don’t really have an excuse to do this, with the existence of add-ons like the flip grip or rotating monitors. Instead, Raiden decided to make the most out of the free space and add several gadgets.
In standard fashion, these gadgets will keep your stats like score, flash level, the dialogue and even hi-score statistics. Your left gadget can even be cycled between the score chart and cheer notification, in-game tips and global statistics. Out of those, the tips are definitely the winners. They do give some important advice, such as staying on top of the guns of the first boss to avoid damage.

NOT A FRIENDLY NEIGHBORHOOD

Every stage is divided into smaller scenes. These scenes serve as a way to catch your breath and tally your score. There’s even a nifty “restart scene” option that allows you to replay a scene. Choosing to restart will deny you the option to upload your score to the leaderboard, but serves as a great way to practice or even “fix” a run to so can get to the true ending.
Every once in a while, the action will pan out and open the way to a bigger stage, with you looking smaller in comparison. I admire the grandioseness of the resulting scenes, but they were also quite impractical. Think about your weapons, the destruction rate and the flash gauge. An extended stage means longer travel distances from side to side. Having a bigger stage means you move slower, which reduces the pacing of the game to a crawl. Reaching enemies quickly becomes a struggle. Worst yet, I’ve counted times where it took me whopping 5 seconds to go from side to side of the stage.

THE OG BULLET HELL

Despite all the fun of blasting enemies quickly to gain flash levels, I gotta say that I found the combat, specifically the bullets, to be lacking in grace. For a game that’s the original bullet hell, most enemy volleys feel like bullet showers. There’s no finesse in them, just a bunch of bullets moving towards you. Dodging them isn’t fun, it’s survival. The problem only gets worse in higher difficulties where the bullets just go faster.
Not all patterns are as bad though. While the vast majority will be just a bunch on increasingly faster bullets thrown at you, some exceptional patterns will show from time to time. As a result, fights tend to be very hit or miss, with both hits and misses being on their respective extremes.
What certainly doesn’t help is that the bullets are very hard to see. As pretty as the backgrounds might be, they are very busy and the quick motion makes them into a blur. Bullets don’t have their characteristic outlines or color palettes to become distinguishable. Some even blend with your own vulcan. The result is a lot of cheap kills caused by intentional obfuscation. It this was their intention, then perhaps I’m being too harsh, but you know visibility is usually one of my pet peeves in shmups.

REPLAYABILITY AND LONGEVITY

As far as game length goes, I consider Raiden V to be one of the longer ones. I was surprised after my first run of the game, as it took me 50+ minutes to complete the campaign. Usually, my baseline for shmups is around half an hour, which made this one almost twice as long. While I’m not fond of longer campaigns, I know a lot of people would certainly be glad to know there is plenty of content.
Of course, playing through the campaign isn’t enough to view the entire game. If you recall, most stages have 4 versions of themselves. Those versions are separated by the ranks: S/A/B/C. This means you would need at least 4 runs to see everything the game has to offer. There’s also 6 different endings to uncover.
Also new to the Director’s Cut edition are 2 bonus levels. These level are slightly different from your typical levels. The bonus missions will challenge you to fight a new boss ir oder to obtain medals. Dealing damage will detach the medals from the boss, allowing you to catch them. Gather enough medals and you will advance to the next phase. Higher medals mean higher ranking. Taking damage will take medals away from you, so surviving continues to be a priority.
Lastly, there is a new boss mission mode that allow you to play “boss rush” missions. These missions have certain conditions, like using a specific weapon or fighting at a specific HP level. The targets are usually 1-3 bosses. Boss mission is a very fun arcadey mode for those who enjoyed the boss fights and want more of them.

SOUND EXCELLENCE

If there’s a factor that merits my highest praise is the sound department. Simply put, the OST is fantastic. The track length syncs perfectly with the stages, and it always fits the mood. I just couldn’t get enough of the OST, and listening to it while writing this review was the recipe for a perfect Sunday! I also got some good coffee that would make the captain proud.
For all the praise the music gets from me, it still is dragged down by the terrible sound mixing. Similarly to the voice acting, I tried to mess with the sound settings to increase the volume and reduce the sound effects, but it still wasn’t enough. The tracks were great but I struggled to listen to them amidst all the explosions. The calm moments were great, as they let me listen to the songs in peace.

LAST WORDS

Raiden is a master class in shmup design for the wrong reasons. Its high points perfectly illustrate how shmups should look and feel. The low points also show what you should NOT do when creating a shmup game. Despite all of this, it all comes down to how fun a game is.
Raiden V is a very fun game. It isn’t different, but it’s certainly very polished. I delivers some levels of quality that are notably absent in the majority of the games. As a concept, I feel like it serves as an example of how current gen shmups should be. The execution fell flat in some regards, but as a whole I was satisfied with the time I spent with the game. It does come with a hefty price tag, so my advice is to check this game out when you find a decent sale. I got mine at -70%.

THE RANKING SO FAR:

  1. Ikaruga
  2. Psyvariar Delta
  3. Darius Cozmic Collection Arcade
  4. Devil Engine
  5. Rolling Gunner
  6. Blazing Star
  7. Jamestown+
  8. Raiden V: Director’s Cut
  9. Darius Cozmic Collection Console
  10. Tengai
  11. Steredenn: Binary Stars
  12. Stardust Galaxy Warriors: Stellar Climax
  13. Sky Force: Reloaded
  14. Strikers 1945
  15. Black Paradox
  16. R-Type Dimensions EX
  17. Sine Mora EX
  18. Shikhondo – Soul Eater
  19. Ghost Blade HD
  20. AngerForce: Reloaded
  21. Aero Fighters 2 (ACA Neogeo)
  22. Q-YO Blaster
  23. Lightening Force: Quest for the darkstar (Sega Ages)
  24. Pawarumi
  25. Red Death
  26. Task Force Kampas
  27. Switch ‘N’ Shoot
  28. Last Resort (ACA Neogeo)
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2020.09.28 12:46 Skrrattaa from r/OkBuddyRetard

Alright guys Linus Sex Tips here today we’re going to browse Porn Flash Games dot net on Arch Linux. You know what else makes me cum? Today’s sponsor.
Glasswire is the network and fleet monitoring tool that puts you in control over your home or small business networking, allowing you to monitor both threats and faults at a glance as well as get notifications on your mobile device.
Intro plays
So the first thing we need to do is install Arch Linux, for that you’re going to want to set up a flash drive or maybe DVD with the installation media, but you need to be aware of your motherboard or laptops firmware, some older devices still use the classic IBM PC BIOS bootsector based boot process whereas most newer devices are going to use UEFI, we’re going to be doing this on an Acer Predator 21X which is fairly low end but it’ll do and it’s not new but its new enough that it still supports the newer UEFI style boot. We need to download the x86-64 and then just write that to a flash drive. To burn this image to a flash drive we’re going to use Win32 Disk Imager, really you can use any program, if you are on macOS you can do this from Disk Utility, if you are already on Linux or another UNIX-like you can use the dd utility. Alright so now we have this flash drive, and we’re rebooting the Predator. We need to go into the UEFI configuration menu because we need to disable Secure Boot else our Predator won’t accept the signature for the bootloader. You need to go into the Boot menu and set Secure Boot to Disabled. Alright now it’ll reboot, hit F12 repeatedly until you come up to this menu here, and then select an option labeled “UEFI”, your flash drives name, and ending in “PMAP”. Next we’re on the bootloader, just select that first “Boot Arch Linux (x86-64)” option. OK now the real fun begins. Now since we’re in Canada we’d normally go ahead and load a keymap but this is actually a US-layout Acer Predator 21x because Acer didn’t have any Canadian layout units available when we got this review unit so we can actually stick with the default US layout. Now here’s where some of you will be surprised if you’ve done this before in the past; we need to connect to Wi-Fi, but we won’t be using wifi-menu. Instead we’ll use the newer iwctl. Ok so watch...... first we list the devices...... scan for networks..... list em, there’s ours right there, now we just need to issue a connect, and... now it wants the password, get that in there... Cool. So now we should be connected, great. Alright now let’s test it so, type in “ping archlinux.org”. Oh that’s strange, we’re getting “network unreachable” error... ANTHONY!
cut to Anthony
Okay so I took a look with another machine and it looks like what happened was the access point Linus connected to had DHCP6 misconfigured to the wrong gateway and it wasn’t picking up DHCP4 at all, and so no packets were routing. After a couple hours of fidgeting with the Unifi configuration we just factory reset everything.
pan to Linus, unamused
Alright... so... at least now we can ping archlinux.org, the pings look fine, we can keep going. Now we want to synchronize the clocks. This might not seem important but it is actually very important because network protocols like TLS rely on the clock to be set properly and will not work correctly in some cases if it isn’t; and this is especially exacerbated by the fact that Windows sets the system time based on what it considers local time, whereas Linux sets the system clock based on UTC. If our dates mismatch, the TLS handshake will fail and we’ll get nowhere. So we need to run timedatectl set-ntp true... and just wait a few seconds, and it should be golden. OK. Now we need to partition the disks.... we’re just going to set up a simple LUKS encrypted root with an LVM2 group and throw some ext4 partitions under there, and then a separate LUKS partition for our swap, because we need that to be block aligned. LUKS is smart enough to reuse our passphrase for all of the other logical partitions so all we have to do is tell it which disks to mount and when the initrd is created we should be gucci. OK. Format those bad boys............ alright, now mounting.... (that’s what she said)..... oh right, lets not forget to turn the swap on as well, so that it gets properly saved later on. Alright now we want to run the command pacstrap to bootstrap our base packages, so we’re going to install linux, linux-firmware and base, that should be enough to get it all started. And while that’s going, I’m going to go refill my water (Psst, lttstore dot com.)
OK... all done, looking good, so we need to generate an “f stab” (Anthony in the distance:) “That’s F S tab, it stands for File System Table” OK .... we’re going to generate an F stab,
gen f stab dash U slash mnt, pipe appending to slash mnt slash etc slash f stab.
Now we’re going to “chroot”, using the special “arch-chroot” command.... need to symlink the desired timezone info file to slash etc slash localtime, remember, no slash mnt, we’re now inside of the installed system root. We’ll use hwclock to setup etc adjtime. Now we gotta edit etc locale gen.... oops, vim is not installed... ok pacman dash capital S vim.... what the heck? Oh, we need it to download the index. OK make that a dash Sy. Now we’re cooking. OK and we’ve uncommented the locale so we can now run locale gen. Lets set the hostname... generate initram.... set the root password.... install systemd boot and OK! Great.
Now we can reboot into our fresh Arch Linux install.... and we got login! Now, just enter “root” and the password... cool... now we need to install a desktop environment. Lets install GNOME for now. Pacman dash S.... gnome desktop..... oh. Oh god. So many errors. Hahaha, oh yeah, i need to connect to wifi; its just going through every mirror and failing because I’m not connected.
Ok so i just run iwctl... command not found? Oh no. We forgot to install the wireless networking programs! We need to reboot into the installation media, unlock the LUKS volunes, mount the LVM volumes, arch chroot in again and install the programs we need.
Alright guys that’s about all the time we have for part 1 of getting Porn Flash Games dot net running under Arch Linux, next time we’ll go off into a tangent about video card drivers, glvnd, video acceleration in X11 vs Wayland, and attempt to get Pepper Flash loading in a recent version of Chromium. If you want to see that be sure to subscribe and ring the bell, if you liked this video consider leaving a like, if you disliked it you know where that button is too, be sure to check out my Only Fans and I’ll see you next time.
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2020.09.28 11:56 CodePhP Linus segs tips

Alright guys Linus Sex Tips here today we’re going to browse Porn Flash Games dot net on Arch Linux. You know what else makes me cum? Today’s sponsor.
Glasswire is the network and fleet monitoring tool that puts you in control over your home or small business networking, allowing you to monitor both threats and faults at a glance as well as get notifications on your mobile device.
Intro plays
So the first thing we need to do is install Arch Linux, for that you’re going to want to set up a flash drive or maybe DVD with the installation media, but you need to be aware of your motherboard or laptops firmware, some older devices still use the classic IBM PC BIOS bootsector based boot process whereas most newer devices are going to use UEFI, we’re going to be doing this on an Acer Predator 21X which is fairly low end but it’ll do and it’s not new but its new enough that it still supports the newer UEFI style boot. We need to download the x86-64 and then just write that to a flash drive. To burn this image to a flash drive we’re going to use Win32 Disk Imager, really you can use any program, if you are on macOS you can do this from Disk Utility, if you are already on Linux or another UNIX-like you can use the dd utility. Alright so now we have this flash drive, and we’re rebooting the Predator. We need to go into the UEFI configuration menu because we need to disable Secure Boot else our Predator won’t accept the signature for the bootloader. You need to go into the Boot menu and set Secure Boot to Disabled. Alright now it’ll reboot, hit F12 repeatedly until you come up to this menu here, and then select an option labeled “UEFI”, your flash drives name, and ending in “PMAP”. Next we’re on the bootloader, just select that first “Boot Arch Linux (x86-64)” option. OK now the real fun begins. Now since we’re in Canada we’d normally go ahead and load a keymap but this is actually a US-layout Acer Predator 21x because Acer didn’t have any Canadian layout units available when we got this review unit so we can actually stick with the default US layout. Now here’s where some of you will be surprised if you’ve done this before in the past; we need to connect to Wi-Fi, but we won’t be using wifi-menu. Instead we’ll use the newer iwctl. Ok so watch...... first we list the devices...... scan for networks..... list em, there’s ours right there, now we just need to issue a connect, and... now it wants the password, get that in there... Cool. So now we should be connected, great. Alright now let’s test it so, type in “ping archlinux.org”. Oh that’s strange, we’re getting “network unreachable” error... ANTHONY!
cut to Anthony
Okay so I took a look with another machine and it looks like what happened was the access point Linus connected to had DHCP6 misconfigured to the wrong gateway and it wasn’t picking up DHCP4 at all, and so no packets were routing. After a couple hours of fidgeting with the Unifi configuration we just factory reset everything.
pan to Linus, unamused
Alright... so... at least now we can ping archlinux.org, the pings look fine, we can keep going. Now we want to synchronize the clocks. This might not seem important but it is actually very important because network protocols like TLS rely on the clock to be set properly and will not work correctly in some cases if it isn’t; and this is especially exacerbated by the fact that Windows sets the system time based on what it considers local time, whereas Linux sets the system clock based on UTC. If our dates mismatch, the TLS handshake will fail and we’ll get nowhere. So we need to run timedatectl set-ntp true... and just wait a few seconds, and it should be golden. OK. Now we need to partition the disks.... we’re just going to set up a simple LUKS encrypted root with an LVM2 group and throw some ext4 partitions under there, and then a separate LUKS partition for our swap, because we need that to be block aligned. LUKS is smart enough to reuse our passphrase for all of the other logical partitions so all we have to do is tell it which disks to mount and when the initrd is created we should be gucci. OK. Format those bad boys............ alright, now mounting.... (that’s what she said)..... oh right, lets not forget to turn the swap on as well, so that it gets properly saved later on. Alright now we want to run the command pacstrap to bootstrap our base packages, so we’re going to install linux, linux-firmware and base, that should be enough to get it all started. And while that’s going, I’m going to go refill my water (Psst, lttstore dot com.)
OK... all done, looking good, so we need to generate an “f stab” (Anthony in the distance:) “That’s F S tab, it stands for File System Table” OK .... we’re going to generate an F stab,
gen f stab dash U slash mnt, pipe appending to slash mnt slash etc slash f stab.
Now we’re going to “chroot”, using the special “arch-chroot” command.... need to symlink the desired timezone info file to slash etc slash localtime, remember, no slash mnt, we’re now inside of the installed system root. We’ll use hwclock to setup etc adjtime. Now we gotta edit etc locale gen.... oops, vim is not installed... ok pacman dash capital S vim.... what the heck? Oh, we need it to download the index. OK make that a dash Sy. Now we’re cooking. OK and we’ve uncommented the locale so we can now run locale gen. Lets set the hostname... generate initram.... set the root password.... install systemd boot and OK! Great.
Now we can reboot into our fresh Arch Linux install.... and we got login! Now, just enter “root” and the password... cool... now we need to install a desktop environment. Lets install GNOME for now. Pacman dash S.... gnome desktop..... oh. Oh god. So many errors. Hahaha, oh yeah, i need to connect to wifi; its just going through every mirror and failing because I’m not connected.
Ok so i just run iwctl... command not found? Oh no. We forgot to install the wireless networking programs! We need to reboot into the installation media, unlock the LUKS volunes, mount the LVM volumes, arch chroot in again and install the programs we need.
Alright guys that’s about all the time we have for part 1 of getting Porn Flash Games dot net running under Arch Linux, next time we’ll go off into a tangent about video card drivers, glvnd, video acceleration in X11 vs Wayland, and attempt to get Pepper Flash loading in a recent version of Chromium. If you want to see that be sure to subscribe and ring the bell, if you liked this video consider leaving a like, if you disliked it you know where that button is too, be sure to check out my Only Fans and I’ll see you next time.
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2020.09.28 10:42 Tazeyman Linus Sex Tips

Alright guys Linus Sex Tips here today we’re going to browse Porn Flash Games dot net on Arch Linux. You know what else makes me cum? Today’s sponsor.
Glasswire is the network and fleet monitoring tool that puts you in control over your home or small business networking, allowing you to monitor both threats and faults at a glance as well as get notifications on your mobile device.
Intro plays
So the first thing we need to do is install Arch Linux, for that you’re going to want to set up a flash drive or maybe DVD with the installation media, but you need to be aware of your motherboard or laptops firmware, some older devices still use the classic IBM PC BIOS bootsector based boot process whereas most newer devices are going to use UEFI, we’re going to be doing this on an Acer Predator 21X which is fairly low end but it’ll do and it’s not new but its new enough that it still supports the newer UEFI style boot. We need to download the x86-64 and then just write that to a flash drive. To burn this image to a flash drive we’re going to use Win32 Disk Imager, really you can use any program, if you are on macOS you can do this from Disk Utility, if you are already on Linux or another UNIX-like you can use the dd utility. Alright so now we have this flash drive, and we’re rebooting the Predator. We need to go into the UEFI configuration menu because we need to disable Secure Boot else our Predator won’t accept the signature for the bootloader. You need to go into the Boot menu and set Secure Boot to Disabled. Alright now it’ll reboot, hit F12 repeatedly until you come up to this menu here, and then select an option labeled “UEFI”, your flash drives name, and ending in “PMAP”. Next we’re on the bootloader, just select that first “Boot Arch Linux (x86-64)” option. OK now the real fun begins. Now since we’re in Canada we’d normally go ahead and load a keymap but this is actually a US-layout Acer Predator 21x because Acer didn’t have any Canadian layout units available when we got this review unit so we can actually stick with the default US layout. Now here’s where some of you will be surprised if you’ve done this before in the past; we need to connect to Wi-Fi, but we won’t be using wifi-menu. Instead we’ll use the newer iwctl. Ok so watch...... first we list the devices...... scan for networks..... list em, there’s ours right there, now we just need to issue a connect, and... now it wants the password, get that in there... Cool. So now we should be connected, great. Alright now let’s test it so, type in “ping archlinux.org”. Oh that’s strange, we’re getting “network unreachable” error... ANTHONY!
cut to Anthony
Okay so I took a look with another machine and it looks like what happened was the access point Linus connected to had DHCP6 misconfigured to the wrong gateway and it wasn’t picking up DHCP4 at all, and so no packets were routing. After a couple hours of fidgeting with the Unifi configuration we just factory reset everything.
pan to Linus, unamused
Alright... so... at least now we can ping archlinux.org, the pings look fine, we can keep going. Now we want to synchronize the clocks. This might not seem important but it is actually very important because network protocols like TLS rely on the clock to be set properly and will not work correctly in some cases if it isn’t; and this is especially exacerbated by the fact that Windows sets the system time based on what it considers local time, whereas Linux sets the system clock based on UTC. If our dates mismatch, the TLS handshake will fail and we’ll get nowhere. So we need to run timedatectl set-ntp true... and just wait a few seconds, and it should be golden. OK. Now we need to partition the disks.... we’re just going to set up a simple LUKS encrypted root with an LVM2 group and throw some ext4 partitions under there, and then a separate LUKS partition for our swap, because we need that to be block aligned. LUKS is smart enough to reuse our passphrase for all of the other logical partitions so all we have to do is tell it which disks to mount and when the initrd is created we should be gucci. OK. Format those bad boys............ alright, now mounting.... (that’s what she said)..... oh right, lets not forget to turn the swap on as well, so that it gets properly saved later on. Alright now we want to run the command pacstrap to bootstrap our base packages, so we’re going to install linux, linux-firmware and base, that should be enough to get it all started. And while that’s going, I’m going to go refill my water (Psst, lttstore dot com.)
OK... all done, looking good, so we need to generate an “f stab” (Anthony in the distance:) “That’s F S tab, it stands for File System Table” OK .... we’re going to generate an F stab,
gen f stab dash U slash mnt, pipe appending to slash mnt slash etc slash f stab.
Now we’re going to “chroot”, using the special “arch-chroot” command.... need to symlink the desired timezone info file to slash etc slash localtime, remember, no slash mnt, we’re now inside of the installed system root. We’ll use hwclock to setup etc adjtime. Now we gotta edit etc locale gen.... oops, vim is not installed... ok pacman dash capital S vim.... what the heck? Oh, we need it to download the index. OK make that a dash Sy. Now we’re cooking. OK and we’ve uncommented the locale so we can now run locale gen. Lets set the hostname... generate initram.... set the root password.... install systemd boot and OK! Great.
Now we can reboot into our fresh Arch Linux install.... and we got login! Now, just enter “root” and the password... cool... now we need to install a desktop environment. Lets install GNOME for now. Pacman dash S.... gnome desktop..... oh. Oh god. So many errors. Hahaha, oh yeah, i need to connect to wifi; its just going through every mirror and failing because I’m not connected.
Ok so i just run iwctl... command not found? Oh no. We forgot to install the wireless networking programs! We need to reboot into the installation media, unlock the LUKS volunes, mount the LVM volumes, arch chroot in again and install the programs we need.
Alright guys that’s about all the time we have for part 1 of getting Porn Flash Games dot net running under Arch Linux, next time we’ll go off into a tangent about video card drivers, glvnd, video acceleration in X11 vs Wayland, and attempt to get Pepper Flash loading in a recent version of Chromium. If you want to see that be sure to subscribe and ring the bell, if you liked this video consider leaving a like, if you disliked it you know where that button is too, be sure to check out my Only Fans and I’ll see you next time.
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2020.09.28 09:01 yomama6907 How to install a browser in Linux.

Alright guys Linus Sex Tips here today we’re going to browse Porn Flash Games dot net on Arch Linux. You know what else makes me cum? Today’s sponsor.
Glasswire is the network and fleet monitoring tool that puts you in control over your home or small business networking, allowing you to monitor both threats and faults at a glance as well as get notifications on your mobile device.
Intro plays
So the first thing we need to do is install Arch Linux, for that you’re going to want to set up a flash drive or maybe DVD with the installation media, but you need to be aware of your motherboard or laptops firmware, some older devices still use the classic IBM PC BIOS bootsector based boot process whereas most newer devices are going to use UEFI, we’re going to be doing this on an Acer Predator 21X which is fairly low end but it’ll do and it’s not new but its new enough that it still supports the newer UEFI style boot. We need to download the x86-64 and then just write that to a flash drive. To burn this image to a flash drive we’re going to use Win32 Disk Imager, really you can use any program, if you are on macOS you can do this from Disk Utility, if you are already on Linux or another UNIX-like you can use the dd utility. Alright so now we have this flash drive, and we’re rebooting the Predator. We need to go into the UEFI configuration menu because we need to disable Secure Boot else our Predator won’t accept the signature for the bootloader. You need to go into the Boot menu and set Secure Boot to Disabled. Alright now it’ll reboot, hit F12 repeatedly until you come up to this menu here, and then select an option labeled “UEFI”, your flash drives name, and ending in “PMAP”. Next we’re on the bootloader, just select that first “Boot Arch Linux (x86-64)” option. OK now the real fun begins. Now since we’re in Canada we’d normally go ahead and load a keymap but this is actually a US-layout Acer Predator 21x because Acer didn’t have any Canadian layout units available when we got this review unit so we can actually stick with the default US layout. Now here’s where some of you will be surprised if you’ve done this before in the past; we need to connect to Wi-Fi, but we won’t be using wifi-menu. Instead we’ll use the newer iwctl. Ok so watch...... first we list the devices...... scan for networks..... list em, there’s ours right there, now we just need to issue a connect, and... now it wants the password, get that in there... Cool. So now we should be connected, great. Alright now let’s test it so, type in “ping archlinux.org”. Oh that’s strange, we’re getting “network unreachable” error... ANTHONY!
cut to Anthony
Okay so I took a look with another machine and it looks like what happened was the access point Linus connected to had DHCP6 misconfigured to the wrong gateway and it wasn’t picking up DHCP4 at all, and so no packets were routing. After a couple hours of fidgeting with the Unifi configuration we just factory reset everything.
pan to Linus, unamused
Alright... so... at least now we can ping archlinux.org, the pings look fine, we can keep going. Now we want to synchronize the clocks. This might not seem important but it is actually very important because network protocols like TLS rely on the clock to be set properly and will not work correctly in some cases if it isn’t; and this is especially exacerbated by the fact that Windows sets the system time based on what it considers local time, whereas Linux sets the system clock based on UTC. If our dates mismatch, the TLS handshake will fail and we’ll get nowhere. So we need to run timedatectl set-ntp true... and just wait a few seconds, and it should be golden. OK. Now we need to partition the disks.... we’re just going to set up a simple LUKS encrypted root with an LVM2 group and throw some ext4 partitions under there, and then a separate LUKS partition for our swap, because we need that to be block aligned. LUKS is smart enough to reuse our passphrase for all of the other logical partitions so all we have to do is tell it which disks to mount and when the initrd is created we should be gucci. OK. Format those bad boys............ alright, now mounting.... (that’s what she said)..... oh right, lets not forget to turn the swap on as well, so that it gets properly saved later on. Alright now we want to run the command pacstrap to bootstrap our base packages, so we’re going to install linux, linux-firmware and base, that should be enough to get it all started. And while that’s going, I’m going to go refill my water (Psst, lttstore dot com.)
OK... all done, looking good, so we need to generate an “f stab” (Anthony in the distance:) “That’s F S tab, it stands for File System Table” OK .... we’re going to generate an F stab,
gen f stab dash U slash mnt, pipe appending to slash mnt slash etc slash f stab.
Now we’re going to “chroot”, using the special “arch-chroot” command.... need to symlink the desired timezone info file to slash etc slash localtime, remember, no slash mnt, we’re now inside of the installed system root. We’ll use hwclock to setup etc adjtime. Now we gotta edit etc locale gen.... oops, vim is not installed... ok pacman dash capital S vim.... what the heck? Oh, we need it to download the index. OK make that a dash Sy. Now we’re cooking. OK and we’ve uncommented the locale so we can now run locale gen. Lets set the hostname... generate initram.... set the root password.... install systemd boot and OK! Great.
Now we can reboot into our fresh Arch Linux install.... and we got login! Now, just enter “root” and the password... cool... now we need to install a desktop environment. Lets install GNOME for now. Pacman dash S.... gnome desktop..... oh. Oh god. So many errors. Hahaha, oh yeah, i need to connect to wifi; its just going through every mirror and failing because I’m not connected.
Ok so i just run iwctl... command not found? Oh no. We forgot to install the wireless networking programs! We need to reboot into the installation media, unlock the LUKS volunes, mount the LVM volumes, arch chroot in again and install the programs we need.
Alright guys that’s about all the time we have for part 1 of getting Porn Flash Games dot net running under Arch Linux, next time we’ll go off into a tangent about video card drivers, glvnd, video acceleration in X11 vs Wayland, and attempt to get Pepper Flash loading in a recent version of Chromium. If you want to see that be sure to subscribe and ring the bell, if you liked this video consider leaving a like, if you disliked it you know where that button is too, be sure to check out my Only Fans and I’ll see you next time.
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2020.09.28 06:09 BananaBus43 Linus Sex Tips

Alright guys Linus Sex Tips here today we’re going to browse Porn Flash Games dot net on Arch Linux. You know what else makes me cum? Today’s sponsor.
Glasswire is the network and fleet monitoring tool that puts you in control over your home or small business networking, allowing you to monitor both threats and faults at a glance as well as get notifications on your mobile device.
Intro plays
So the first thing we need to do is install Arch Linux, for that you’re going to want to set up a flash drive or maybe DVD with the installation media, but you need to be aware of your motherboard or laptops firmware, some older devices still use the classic IBM PC BIOS bootsector based boot process whereas most newer devices are going to use UEFI, we’re going to be doing this on an Acer Predator 21X which is fairly low end but it’ll do and it’s not new but its new enough that it still supports the newer UEFI style boot. We need to download the x86-64 and then just write that to a flash drive. To burn this image to a flash drive we’re going to use Win32 Disk Imager, really you can use any program, if you are on macOS you can do this from Disk Utility, if you are already on Linux or another UNIX-like you can use the dd utility. Alright so now we have this flash drive, and we’re rebooting the Predator. We need to go into the UEFI configuration menu because we need to disable Secure Boot else our Predator won’t accept the signature for the bootloader. You need to go into the Boot menu and set Secure Boot to Disabled. Alright now it’ll reboot, hit F12 repeatedly until you come up to this menu here, and then select an option labeled “UEFI”, your flash drives name, and ending in “PMAP”. Next we’re on the bootloader, just select that first “Boot Arch Linux (x86-64)” option. OK now the real fun begins. Now since we’re in Canada we’d normally go ahead and load a keymap but this is actually a US-layout Acer Predator 21x because Acer didn’t have any Canadian layout units available when we got this review unit so we can actually stick with the default US layout. Now here’s where some of you will be surprised if you’ve done this before in the past; we need to connect to Wi-Fi, but we won’t be using wifi-menu. Instead we’ll use the newer iwctl. Ok so watch...... first we list the devices...... scan for networks..... list em, there’s ours right there, now we just need to issue a connect, and... now it wants the password, get that in there... Cool. So now we should be connected, great. Alright now let’s test it so, type in “ping archlinux.org”. Oh that’s strange, we’re getting “network unreachable” error... ANTHONY!
cut to Anthony
Okay so I took a look with another machine and it looks like what happened was the access point Linus connected to had DHCP6 misconfigured to the wrong gateway and it wasn’t picking up DHCP4 at all, and so no packets were routing. After a couple hours of fidgeting with the Unifi configuration we just factory reset everything.
pan to Linus, unamused
Alright... so... at least now we can ping archlinux.org, the pings look fine, we can keep going. Now we want to synchronize the clocks. This might not seem important but it is actually very important because network protocols like TLS rely on the clock to be set properly and will not work correctly in some cases if it isn’t; and this is especially exacerbated by the fact that Windows sets the system time based on what it considers local time, whereas Linux sets the system clock based on UTC. If our dates mismatch, the TLS handshake will fail and we’ll get nowhere. So we need to run timedatectl set-ntp true... and just wait a few seconds, and it should be golden. OK. Now we need to partition the disks.... we’re just going to set up a simple LUKS encrypted root with an LVM2 group and throw some ext4 partitions under there, and then a separate LUKS partition for our swap, because we need that to be block aligned. LUKS is smart enough to reuse our passphrase for all of the other logical partitions so all we have to do is tell it which disks to mount and when the initrd is created we should be gucci. OK. Format those bad boys............ alright, now mounting.... (that’s what she said)..... oh right, lets not forget to turn the swap on as well, so that it gets properly saved later on. Alright now we want to run the command pacstrap to bootstrap our base packages, so we’re going to install linux, linux-firmware and base, that should be enough to get it all started. And while that’s going, I’m going to go refill my water (Psst, lttstore dot com.)
OK... all done, looking good, so we need to generate an “f stab” (Anthony in the distance:) “That’s F S tab, it stands for File System Table” OK .... we’re going to generate an F stab,
gen f stab dash U slash mnt, pipe appending to slash mnt slash etc slash f stab.
Now we’re going to “chroot”, using the special “arch-chroot” command.... need to symlink the desired timezone info file to slash etc slash localtime, remember, no slash mnt, we’re now inside of the installed system root. We’ll use hwclock to setup etc adjtime. Now we gotta edit etc locale gen.... oops, vim is not installed... ok pacman dash capital S vim.... what the heck? Oh, we need it to download the index. OK make that a dash Sy. Now we’re cooking. OK and we’ve uncommented the locale so we can now run locale gen. Lets set the hostname... generate initram.... set the root password.... install systemd boot and OK! Great.
Now we can reboot into our fresh Arch Linux install.... and we got login! Now, just enter “root” and the password... cool... now we need to install a desktop environment. Lets install GNOME for now. Pacman dash S.... gnome desktop..... oh. Oh god. So many errors. Hahaha, oh yeah, i need to connect to wifi; its just going through every mirror and failing because I’m not connected.
Ok so i just run iwctl... command not found? Oh no. We forgot to install the wireless networking programs! We need to reboot into the installation media, unlock the LUKS volunes, mount the LVM volumes, arch chroot in again and install the programs we need.
Alright guys that’s about all the time we have for part 1 of getting Porn Flash Games dot net running under Arch Linux, next time we’ll go off into a tangent about video card drivers, glvnd, video acceleration in X11 vs Wayland, and attempt to get Pepper Flash loading in a recent version of Chromium. If you want to see that be sure to subscribe and ring the bell, if you liked this video consider leaving a like, if you disliked it you know where that button is too, be sure to check out my Only Fans and I’ll see you next time.
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2020.09.28 05:52 ONION666999 found on linux post on r/okbuddyretard

Alright guys Linus Sex Tips here today we’re going to browse Porn Flash Games dot net on Arch Linux. You know what else makes me cum? Today’s sponsor.
Glasswire is the network and fleet monitoring tool that puts you in control over your home or small business networking, allowing you to monitor both threats and faults at a glance as well as get notifications on your mobile device.
Intro plays
So the first thing we need to do is install Arch Linux, for that you’re going to want to set up a flash drive or maybe DVD with the installation media, but you need to be aware of your motherboard or laptops firmware, some older devices still use the classic IBM PC BIOS bootsector based boot process whereas most newer devices are going to use UEFI, we’re going to be doing this on an Acer Predator 21X which is fairly low end but it’ll do and it’s not new but its new enough that it still supports the newer UEFI style boot. We need to download the x86-64 and then just write that to a flash drive. To burn this image to a flash drive we’re going to use Win32 Disk Imager, really you can use any program, if you are on macOS you can do this from Disk Utility, if you are already on Linux or another UNIX-like you can use the dd utility. Alright so now we have this flash drive, and we’re rebooting the Predator. We need to go into the UEFI configuration menu because we need to disable Secure Boot else our Predator won’t accept the signature for the bootloader. You need to go into the Boot menu and set Secure Boot to Disabled. Alright now it’ll reboot, hit F12 repeatedly until you come up to this menu here, and then select an option labeled “UEFI”, your flash drives name, and ending in “PMAP”. Next we’re on the bootloader, just select that first “Boot Arch Linux (x86-64)” option. OK now the real fun begins. Now since we’re in Canada we’d normally go ahead and load a keymap but this is actually a US-layout Acer Predator 21x because Acer didn’t have any Canadian layout units available when we got this review unit so we can actually stick with the default US layout. Now here’s where some of you will be surprised if you’ve done this before in the past; we need to connect to Wi-Fi, but we won’t be using wifi-menu. Instead we’ll use the newer iwctl. Ok so watch...... first we list the devices...... scan for networks..... list em, there’s ours right there, now we just need to issue a connect, and... now it wants the password, get that in there... Cool. So now we should be connected, great. Alright now let’s test it so, type in “ping archlinux.org”. Oh that’s strange, we’re getting “network unreachable” error... ANTHONY!
cut to Anthony
Okay so I took a look with another machine and it looks like what happened was the access point Linus connected to had DHCP6 misconfigured to the wrong gateway and it wasn’t picking up DHCP4 at all, and so no packets were routing. After a couple hours of fidgeting with the Unifi configuration we just factory reset everything.
pan to Linus, unamused
Alright... so... at least now we can ping archlinux.org, the pings look fine, we can keep going. Now we want to synchronize the clocks. This might not seem important but it is actually very important because network protocols like TLS rely on the clock to be set properly and will not work correctly in some cases if it isn’t; and this is especially exacerbated by the fact that Windows sets the system time based on what it considers local time, whereas Linux sets the system clock based on UTC. If our dates mismatch, the TLS handshake will fail and we’ll get nowhere. So we need to run timedatectl set-ntp true... and just wait a few seconds, and it should be golden. OK. Now we need to partition the disks.... we’re just going to set up a simple LUKS encrypted root with an LVM2 group and throw some ext4 partitions under there, and then a separate LUKS partition for our swap, because we need that to be block aligned. LUKS is smart enough to reuse our passphrase for all of the other logical partitions so all we have to do is tell it which disks to mount and when the initrd is created we should be gucci. OK. Format those bad boys............ alright, now mounting.... (that’s what she said)..... oh right, lets not forget to turn the swap on as well, so that it gets properly saved later on. Alright now we want to run the command pacstrap to bootstrap our base packages, so we’re going to install linux, linux-firmware and base, that should be enough to get it all started. And while that’s going, I’m going to go refill my water (Psst, lttstore dot com.)
OK... all done, looking good, so we need to generate an “f stab” (Anthony in the distance:) “That’s F S tab, it stands for File System Table” OK .... we’re going to generate an F stab,
gen f stab dash U slash mnt, pipe appending to slash mnt slash etc slash f stab.
Now we’re going to “chroot”, using the special “arch-chroot” command.... need to symlink the desired timezone info file to slash etc slash localtime, remember, no slash mnt, we’re now inside of the installed system root. We’ll use hwclock to setup etc adjtime. Now we gotta edit etc locale gen.... oops, vim is not installed... ok pacman dash capital S vim.... what the heck? Oh, we need it to download the index. OK make that a dash Sy. Now we’re cooking. OK and we’ve uncommented the locale so we can now run locale gen. Lets set the hostname... generate initram.... set the root password.... install systemd boot and OK! Great.
Now we can reboot into our fresh Arch Linux install.... and we got login! Now, just enter “root” and the password... cool... now we need to install a desktop environment. Lets install GNOME for now. Pacman dash S.... gnome desktop..... oh. Oh god. So many errors. Hahaha, oh yeah, i need to connect to wifi; its just going through every mirror and failing because I’m not connected.
Ok so i just run iwctl... command not found? Oh no. We forgot to install the wireless networking programs! We need to reboot into the installation media, unlock the LUKS volunes, mount the LVM volumes, arch chroot in again and install the programs we need.
Alright guys that’s about all the time we have for part 1 of getting Porn Flash Games dot net running under Arch Linux, next time we’ll go off into a tangent about video card drivers, glvnd, video acceleration in X11 vs Wayland, and attempt to get Pepper Flash loading in a recent version of Chromium. If you want to see that be sure to subscribe and ring the bell, if you liked this video consider leaving a like, if you disliked it you know where that button is too, be sure to check out my Only Fans and I’ll see you next time.
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2020.09.28 05:30 TheBelowAverageLad Linus Sex Tips

Alright guys Linus Sex Tips here today we’re going to browse Porn Flash Games dot net on Arch Linux. You know what else makes me cum? Today’s sponsor.
Glasswire is the network and fleet monitoring tool that puts you in control over your home or small business networking, allowing you to monitor both threats and faults at a glance as well as get notifications on your mobile device.
Intro plays
So the first thing we need to do is install Arch Linux, for that you’re going to want to set up a flash drive or maybe DVD with the installation media, but you need to be aware of your motherboard or laptops firmware, some older devices still use the classic IBM PC BIOS bootsector based boot process whereas most newer devices are going to use UEFI, we’re going to be doing this on an Acer Predator 21X which is fairly low end but it’ll do and it’s not new but its new enough that it still supports the newer UEFI style boot. We need to download the x86-64 and then just write that to a flash drive. To burn this image to a flash drive we’re going to use Win32 Disk Imager, really you can use any program, if you are on macOS you can do this from Disk Utility, if you are already on Linux or another UNIX-like you can use the dd utility. Alright so now we have this flash drive, and we’re rebooting the Predator. We need to go into the UEFI configuration menu because we need to disable Secure Boot else our Predator won’t accept the signature for the bootloader. You need to go into the Boot menu and set Secure Boot to Disabled. Alright now it’ll reboot, hit F12 repeatedly until you come up to this menu here, and then select an option labeled “UEFI”, your flash drives name, and ending in “PMAP”. Next we’re on the bootloader, just select that first “Boot Arch Linux (x86-64)” option. OK now the real fun begins. Now since we’re in Canada we’d normally go ahead and load a keymap but this is actually a US-layout Acer Predator 21x because Acer didn’t have any Canadian layout units available when we got this review unit so we can actually stick with the default US layout. Now here’s where some of you will be surprised if you’ve done this before in the past; we need to connect to Wi-Fi, but we won’t be using wifi-menu. Instead we’ll use the newer iwctl. Ok so watch...... first we list the devices...... scan for networks..... list em, there’s ours right there, now we just need to issue a connect, and... now it wants the password, get that in there... Cool. So now we should be connected, great. Alright now let’s test it so, type in “ping archlinux.org”. Oh that’s strange, we’re getting “network unreachable” error... ANTHONY!
cut to Anthony
Okay so I took a look with another machine and it looks like what happened was the access point Linus connected to had DHCP6 misconfigured to the wrong gateway and it wasn’t picking up DHCP4 at all, and so no packets were routing. After a couple hours of fidgeting with the Unifi configuration we just factory reset everything.
pan to Linus, unamused
Alright... so... at least now we can ping archlinux.org, the pings look fine, we can keep going. Now we want to synchronize the clocks. This might not seem important but it is actually very important because network protocols like TLS rely on the clock to be set properly and will not work correctly in some cases if it isn’t; and this is especially exacerbated by the fact that Windows sets the system time based on what it considers local time, whereas Linux sets the system clock based on UTC. If our dates mismatch, the TLS handshake will fail and we’ll get nowhere. So we need to run timedatectl set-ntp true... and just wait a few seconds, and it should be golden. OK. Now we need to partition the disks.... we’re just going to set up a simple LUKS encrypted root with an LVM2 group and throw some ext4 partitions under there, and then a separate LUKS partition for our swap, because we need that to be block aligned. LUKS is smart enough to reuse our passphrase for all of the other logical partitions so all we have to do is tell it which disks to mount and when the initrd is created we should be gucci. OK. Format those bad boys............ alright, now mounting.... (that’s what she said)..... oh right, lets not forget to turn the swap on as well, so that it gets properly saved later on. Alright now we want to run the command pacstrap to bootstrap our base packages, so we’re going to install linux, linux-firmware and base, that should be enough to get it all started. And while that’s going, I’m going to go refill my water (Psst, lttstore dot com.)
OK... all done, looking good, so we need to generate an “f stab” (Anthony in the distance:) “That’s F S tab, it stands for File System Table” OK .... we’re going to generate an F stab,
gen f stab dash U slash mnt, pipe appending to slash mnt slash etc slash f stab.
Now we’re going to “chroot”, using the special “arch-chroot” command.... need to symlink the desired timezone info file to slash etc slash localtime, remember, no slash mnt, we’re now inside of the installed system root. We’ll use hwclock to setup etc adjtime. Now we gotta edit etc locale gen.... oops, vim is not installed... ok pacman dash capital S vim.... what the heck? Oh, we need it to download the index. OK make that a dash Sy. Now we’re cooking. OK and we’ve uncommented the locale so we can now run locale gen. Lets set the hostname... generate initram.... set the root password.... install systemd boot and OK! Great.
Now we can reboot into our fresh Arch Linux install.... and we got login! Now, just enter “root” and the password... cool... now we need to install a desktop environment. Lets install GNOME for now. Pacman dash S.... gnome desktop..... oh. Oh god. So many errors. Hahaha, oh yeah, i need to connect to wifi; its just going through every mirror and failing because I’m not connected.
Ok so i just run iwctl... command not found? Oh no. We forgot to install the wireless networking programs! We need to reboot into the installation media, unlock the LUKS volunes, mount the LVM volumes, arch chroot in again and install the programs we need.
Alright guys that’s about all the time we have for part 1 of getting Porn Flash Games dot net running under Arch Linux, next time we’ll go off into a tangent about video card drivers, glvnd, video acceleration in X11 vs Wayland, and attempt to get Pepper Flash loading in a recent version of Chromium. If you want to see that be sure to subscribe and ring the bell, if you liked this video consider leaving a like, if you disliked it you know where that button is too, be sure to check out my Only Fans and I’ll see you next time.
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2020.09.26 20:34 Emanresubmudyllaer Verum Weekly: Summary of Stream Games of the Week (September 24th, 2020)

Hail Travelers,
Welcome to Verum Weekly. A weekly post to summarize all the game sessions that happen in the week prior. Hope y'all like it.

Saturday
Broken Bonds Ep. 8 (RoyalCaster)
After some serious gambling from our party, The Show falls and our party is victorious. With Valloween in their grasp, Lazarus shows himself. The Satyr quivers as the dwarf grabs at her throat and begins to crush it. Lazarus reaches into Valloween’s pocket and takes something out. Valloween quickly slaps it out of his hands landing in front of Li'lu. The sprite recognizes it as a family symbol of Vinicci, the same symbol on Gallant’s sword. The party tries to calm Lazarus down as they want to ask Valloween how she is connected to the Viniccis but he uses the command rod to halt the party.
The party decides that they don't really like what Lazarus is doing so, in a quick succession of moves, they manage to grab the control rod from him to break their collars and empower Valloween by putting away the Shapeshifter's Rod. With her powers back, Valloween controls the shadowy tendrils from her well, and consumes Lazarus. Valloween doesn't immediately attack the party as they just saved her and Li’lu decides to ask about Gallants’ brother. Valloween informs them that she has him in the lower prison cells. She will give up the kid, as he is of no use to her, if the party leaves her estate. The party agrees and Valloween gives Valor to the party. Bryan still worries if their oath with Lazarus of getting what he desires was satisfied so Bryan asks about the sigil. Valloween informs them that Lazarus wasn't after that sigil but the research of the experiments that Valloween was conducting. Apparently the dwarves were turning on each other for money, by kidnapping each other's children, and Lazarus was siphoning wealth to fund her research.
The party convinces Valloween to let them in on what she was doing that got Lazarus so vicious for and she reveals that through her research, Valloween has made a Shard of Oblivion. She asks the party what they see and Ea’r and Bryan look into the shard to find that it is somehow alive and moving. They hand it off to Remag for safe keeping and Valloween tasks the party to take the shard to a shrine of The Seven because she thinks it has something to do with them.
The party travels along the mountain and arrive to a shrine of The Seven. While walking closer to the Shrine, the shard begins to vibrate as Remag nears. Remag decides to pull out the shard and take a step closer to the shrine. The violet shard shatters into 7 pieces forming a 7 pointed star. The shrine then presents a pedestal where someone might place their hand to which Remag does so. A violet light flashes and the 7 sided star expands all around Remag and he finds himself in an infinite shadow with a ray of Violet light. Power surges from his arm into his right eye refracting his pupil into a 7 pointed star. Remag stands next to the other 6 violet eyes and the feeling of purpose fills him as the torch has been passed. The 7 pointed star reveals the past seven behind them and ahead is the golden tapestry torn and taught with the center filled with a sense of wrongness leaving being nothing. Remag understands that time is fleeting, that the end is upon the world but he also sees a tiny light, a thread of hope that he shares with everyone else. Remag catch glimpses of the party that the other violet eyes are in. Voices being to sing, whispering instruction, telling him that the Herald beckons, his bonds are broken, and now the true battle begins. Without him the star is not complete, and without his companions he can’t do this alone, only together can hope survive.
As Remag bears the runes of the master the Seven impart their wisdom, knowledge of the runes fills his head. Remag now knows his true goals. They must now travel to the holy cities of Orde and walk a path through what the inquisition left to find the ancient relics that lie within them because those relic lies a secret that will tip the scales of the great war. The party is now free from the Iron and destiny is in their own hands.

Shadow of Tyre Ep. 12 (RoyalCaster)
To clear things up, this session takes place before Moe and Soul of Tyre go to EldarShar'kai.
Once the party makes it back to camp, they start talking to the other parties. Ahst enacts her prank by transforming into dog Raost, and tells Seren that there is a deer man walking around the camp trying to convince people that he is Raost. Eventually Seren is confronted with the issue of trying to decide which one is the real Raost, she figures this out by using the sending stone she gave Raost, and seeing which one responds; being the Deer Raost. The Tops tell the party they had found Song of the Seven and wanted to share it with the Song Blade wielders. Seren sends for Belanovan and immediately Braktor warns the group to never use this song. They then store the song into Toot's Box.
The party decides that while they are there, they might as well show Belanovan the tapestry Raost touched that transformed him. As a devout follower of the Matron of Fate, Belanovan is able to find a hidden star patterns revealing fate. Ahst then shows the tapestry of songblade wielders to the others and Eustace and Seren recognize the third songblade wielder is Guy from the fight in the dream with the Cataclysmic Parable. Within that tapestry there is a star map that leads to a place of power, and it says
“Within us, the infinite walks, the twin snakes hold sway, seek thee the hall of mirrors.”
Essentially, the tapestry discloses that this place is in the shifting city. After taking a closer look at the red moon tapestry, Belanovan finds a power word hidden within the tapestry: Jhasa Oriana. Ahst convinces Belanovan to let her be the one to tell Moe. Belanovan asks the group if they know of the shifting city, Braktor thinks he can connect some dots and eventually establishes that it's the city of Eassemere. Ahst gives Moe the word and he discovers that the word can teleport people to the planet Ori.
Raost decides to summon Delani, a merchant of Eassemere. After Raost scares him off, they use Toot’s sending to contact Raost’s refraction and asks her to be let in the city. She declines. However Derk, another person in Eassemere, wants them in the city, because the refraction Inuchiyo and someone else are arguing, and he likes the conflict this party has started. He teleports to them to get an idea of who he’s going to be bringing to his city. As he is a racist, Derk insults every single person he sees as none of them are human, and he only talks to Mad Morc, who is half-human. He then recognized the Violet in the eyes of both Mad Morc and Toot, and informs them that
“The 7th eye is open, the star is complete, the Herald surges, and whispers the traitors blade is revealed so to are the relics of the seven to be sought those of who’s bonds have been broken seek them, but they will need your aid, seek the scrolls of nidicar hidden within the wizard’s labyrinth, and to bring them to him so he can translate the scrolls”.
The party convinces Derk to take them to Eassemere, but before they leave for the city, Raost grabs Seren’s shoulder as if to go in for a kiss, but just says “ I’m still your loyal wolf, you know that right?” and pats her head, and tries to leave, but Seren grabs his coat and goes for the kiss. Ahst decides to meet with Inu to ask how many people she can take with her to the shattered gate. Inu informs her that 3 guardians are needed to teleport large groups of people.
Raost also decides to ask Madd Morc to train him and change his fighting style to tunnel fighter. Eustace and Seren sleep, Toot and Ahst fill their stomach and the session ends.

Sunday
Erin's Day Out Oneshot
Erin is blasting off into space by the vessel of Aladine. After reaching orbit, Erin looks out of the window to see Verum and the Leviathans. As the vessel drifts through space, it passes a gate in the water plane and it goes into hyperdrive. The spaceship then flies through magical stardust which empowers Erin. Eventually, Erin looks out to find a planetary creature that is similar to Queirg. The ship offers to land there but Erin wills it to pass by and the ship obliges. Time passes and the ship goes through another gate that seems to have opals and it is in the colors of the rainbow. This time the ship goes into light-speed which knocks Erin out. The vessel injects something into Erin's legs to keep him alive. He eventually wakes up in another nebula to find a glowing asteroid. Erin presses the button to grab it and it seems to have increased the fuel. At the homestretch, a leviathan-type creature enters the ships sight. The vessel immediately shuts off as if it is trying to hide from it. Erin does nothing and the creature passes by unaware of the ship. Finally, the vessel reaches Band and lands near a library.

Shattered Crowns S2 Ep. 14
The party prepares to set of to the bowels of Queirg to find the missing pieces for their vessel. However, before they leave, Iron Pipe (Big Pipe's new name) uses Faulty's (Robotic Pet) training mode to give him a new ability. Faulty shows what he can give and Iron Pipe chooses to get magnification in optics allowing to him to clearly see things two miles away. As that is finished, the party goes back into the boat and head to the lower end. However, as they traverse, there are signs that they are being followed but it seems to be interrupted as signs of a caster battle has occurred. The party increase their pace, jump into the boat, and heads to the bowels.
At the entrance of the bowels, there is a giant hole showing that they have to commit to entering the bowel as it would take considerable effort to climb back up. They jump down to find intestinal walls that shine with an eternal red light. While walking through the tubes, they notice rotting flesh and something that moves behind the walls of flesh. Ikkar looks at the flesh trying to identify the problem. He realizes that the rot isn't magical but natural; it's cancer. They eventually walk up and find an area darkening the flesh. Ikkar pokes a hole into it to find a multitude of parasitic beings. The party walks away as the beings move around the flesh. Scrumpo finds a hole that leads to another part of intestines and Iron Pipe uses Arcane Eye to scout ahead.
The eyes scouts through intestine and stomach acid to find an assortment of items. First he finds a corpse infused by the flesh with a shattered weapon around it. Iron Pipe looks at the weapon and sees that that weapon is from the Feywild. He then finds a mirror that is one of the pieces they need for the ship. He drops the coordinates of where it is and continues scouting. In another area, Iron Pipe finds barrels that seems to not part be part of Queirg as it is a different tech level. As he walks past, Iron Pipe finds a pile of treasure and moving bags. In the lower areas of the bowels, Iron Pipe finds a Viaken ship and on it, a symbol of Viderick. Lastly, Iron Pipe finds a destroyed spaceship and a giant mana crystal with another part for the ship inside of it. However, the Arcane Eye is restrained and a powerful cancerous being comes out. The monster reverses the eye powers and cuts it off.
The cancerous being teleports in front of the party. It introduces itself as Bronchial, The Cancerous Lord and False Saint. Scrumpo asks why Bronchial is here and it responds that it looks over the parasitic beings as it is its children. Bronchial plans to infect Queirg and uses its flesh to create another world. Scrumpo warns that there is another being that is also infecting Queirg. Bronchial is interested and Scrumpo offers a trade of knowledge for free passage. Guy interjects by saying that they just want parts for their ship and Bronchial is delighted by that actions as it opens the wound to the surface allowing Bronchial to infect more. Iron Pipe then explains how there is another cancer that is even stronger than him. Guy explains that that other corruption is violet energy. At the saying of Violet, Bronchial laughs as he will now keep his word and teleports the party to the mana crystal.
Bronchial will take a necklace from a nearby cyst and wear its on its neck. The party sees that the symbol is a green triangle (one of the symbols on Amber's belt). Bronchial explains that it will help them so that it can upkeep its promise to a cardinal. Bronchial explains that it is allied with two other beings that wait in their respective domains until they are called. The others are already contacted by the green triangle and prepare for what is to come. Scrumpo asks which cardinal he promised to and the False Saint answers that a cardinal with arms of black and white wolves (Tane from Shadow of Tyre) gave it purpose at its weakest state. Instead of killing Bronchial, the cardinal put him into flesh so that Bronchial could get more powerful. Scrumpo mentions that they met a similar guy when they fought in the dream. Realizing that they are allies for long than they have thought, Scrumpo persuades Bronchial to kill the Archkeeper and the academy while keeping the innocent lives of Queirg safe. Bronchial will ask what parts they need and the party will answer. Bronchial will teleport the parts for the spaceship to them. It also gives Scrumpo a flesh sac so that they won't die if they meet the other beings of the green triangle. Bronchial will then leave the party and to start to use the giant mana crystal to make more children.
The party discuss discreetly that they should come back to Queirg to make sure that Bronchial doesn't go too chaotic. They look at the destroyed spaceship nearby to find the last part, the devil's stolen power. Iron Pipe grabs the crystal and his power suit confirms that they have everything and they should come back to the ship. The party goes back to Bronchial to talk about the treasure room, Feywild weapon, and symbol of Viderick. Bronchial tells the party that the treasure room is cursed but will give the Feywild weapon and symbol of Viderick to them. Bronchial also goes to Huck and, because he was nice to it, make a flesh version of his hat and gives to him. Lastly, Bronchial teleports the party out of the bowels and they head back to the ship.

Monday
Secrets in the Stone Ep. 8 (av5hadow)
Under pressure from her refractions, Ulm worries about the violet presence the clowns released. She asks the party to reconsider the Lantern Lighter’s (LL) request. Taffy informs the party that the investigation will take up a lot of their time and advises that they should focus on one task. Dusty suggests to take the first investigation step to see how long it would take, and the party returns to the regent
LL gives the location of where his Lords disappear, saying that the new Violet disturbance has increased travel time to 3 days. The party asks if there’s a faster method of travel, and LL mentions the portal in the castle. However, using the portal would expose Lieve to the Violet as it takes time to close it. LL asks them about their main mission, and this time, the party reveals that they are under a time crunch to look for “items” from various locations. LL offers the portal to their cause as long as he knows where the location is. They mention the Library of Kacaell, which LL happens to know of back during his days as the Scarab Lord’s servant. However, the Library has defenses which would prevent teleportation without proper clearance. LL takes a chance and casts Sending to Minthis Ad’daire, asking for clearance. “You are welcome to try”. Tirsis says that they should test the portal to the Library, and if the way is clear, they should return and investigate the coast. All but Claw agree, and they teleport to the Library
Once they arrive, a pulse of magic dispelled the portal. With only one way forward, the party investigates the local ruins. The nearby obelisk has its elven writings scratched off, and thus its trap disabled. As Elwood and Claw scratches off 100gp worth of gold flakes off of a statue, the rest investigates the missing chunk of an enormous stone door that leads into the Library. It appears that something forced it way inside, and a violet light appears through the hole. The party enters
They discover the remains of Kabraxus Five (KB) with a large rod embedded in him. There is a scythe and a hat near him. Dusty believes KB died from his soul being taken. On KB is a letter and a journal. In the journey’s last entry, the writer says he must keep “it” out of the Library and also mentions Kalla’Jin. The entry’s date implies KB died in the past 18 days. They also find a holy symbol of Raquel, which is a pocket watch that looks similar to the same one Babylon gave to Gorrul.Ulm noticed the Elvin symbols on the shaft and the amber sphere on the open end of the rod. The Elvin symbol is a formula, and a master craftsman made the sphere. Dusty identifies the scythe as the Scythe of the Found. On the shaft is a poem, and Elwood takes it. The party investigates the hat which is made with fine cloth and gems. On the inside is the symbol of the Black Pantheon. The symbol contains an extra piece which hints to a locked deity. Suddenly, the hat spins, and then a lady comes out
She introduces herself as the Hatter Mad (HM), a former servant of the pre-reckoning Feywild. She thanks the party, and now she says that she can finish her task that the Seven gave to her. When the party tells her that she is in service of the 7 as well, she asks for the 7’s whereabouts. Taffy tells HM that the Seven has been mostly dead for years. HM breaks down, mumbling about her task. However, her spirit shoots back up when the party informs HM about Ulm’s relation to the 7. She tells the party that her hat can take them anywhere she knows of or any location connected to a ley line. This means that every single stream game can be connected. She then joins the party as an ally.
The party moves on to explore the rest of the ruins. While the rest enters a section full of tables, chairs, and four spiral staircases that leads to the floor below, Claw discovers a door with a yellow square. He returns to the party and leads them to the door. Meanwhile, Ulm finds a blue book which happens to be a Tome of Abjuration, a book on basic abjuration and joins her companions at the door. All of them feel some sort of significance from the yellow party, but that’s about it. Nothing magical. They go down one set of stairs. They immediately feel heat upon while descending the stairs. Once they are at the bottom, several creatures look in their direction, detecting intruders in their territory. Ulm urges HM and Taffy to go back upstairs for safety.

Heart of Tyre Ep. 10 (av5hadow)
The party returns to camp. To clear timelines up, at this point of time, the Soul of Tyre group is about to leave with their translator, and Erin is not available. Seren calls for a group meeting. Seren wants to get the party to promise to kill her if something takes over her again. It’ll be the very last resort. She also wants to talk to Braktor to get in contact with her refraction, “E”, thinking that her refraction got infected. She also knows that the party wants to ask Braktor about Band and Azengolt. Derok summons Braktor (Ozzie and Ahst too) via YAPP.
Before they ask about the planets, Seren asks Braktor to bring them to the Night Guard, the faction E is a part of. Braktor calls for Vizier Lozenkor, asking him to teleport the group to Dolton. The Vizier informs the Tops that they are wanted in Dolton for the Wild Magic Sewer Incident back in Bleak. He then lectures the group, stating that the group should be focused on the labyrinth, and he also says that they do not need to go in person and that he can send messengers. After the lecture, he leaves the tent. Braktor gives cryptic advice to Seren on dealing with the Depthar in her head. While Braktor appraising the weapon, Derok asks about the angels and Band. Braktor says the planet is “lost,” but some of the regular folks might be okay. Morc asks Braktor and Ozzie if they can identify the nodachi that he got from Hoto 10 sessions ago. Braktor finally identifies the blade, the Koikuen or Memory’s Edge
In the Maptools chat, Ahst gives Ives amber arrows. Ahst tells Ives about amber’s properties of severing connections. Ives calls over Seren, shows her the arrows, relays the amber’s properties. She wants to coat one of her spare masks with amber
Derok goes to Ahst, asking if she studied the Song of the Seven. She says she’s not allowed and looks at Braktor who says that they should wait for the third Guy. The party then leaves the tent. The party checks on the smith on the progress of their orders. “It has been one day.” However, he does have the three cocaine arrows done and give them to Ives. Seren asks Braktor to make an amber-lined mask and gives him 20 amber arrows and a spare mask. He says that he can do it. On the topic of rocks, Braktor informs them of two rocks on Band. Voidka is essentially extremely radioactive. Negatia is able to absorb all magical power from a spellcaster. Derock buys a Potion of invulnerability for 3000gp from Igor in a very quick transaction
Meanwhile at the trees of revelation, Ozzie and Morc finish praying for their gods. Ozzie prays to Lorn to protect the Tops. Morc prays to Iass to help Seren. Ozzie tells Morc to be strong for his party, and the two of the hug. Ozzie leaves. As Morc leaves, he receives a vision from Iass. Morc knows that the seventh eye has been opened, and the Herald is making moves. He goes back to the market where Seren, Derok, and Braktor are. Braktor just gave Seren an Amber-lined mask. The present Tops agree that they need to gather the seven eyes. Braktor says that when the eyes gather, it will be the start of the final push. All of them do agree that they should be informed of the situation at the very least, but the unsolved problem now is to both identify and find them
Morc asks how to release souls from soul crystals. Braktor says that there is a way, but they will need to bring them back to the camp. Braktor also informs them that the Depthar are weak to songs. Meanwhile, Ahst and Neve distract a shopkeeper to let Ives steal a spyglass. Ives places a pouch that contains 400gp and an IOU. After the deed, Ives writes a message and folds it into an origami crane. He then leaves it on the shrine of Vavren
Seren gives the Vizier a letter and asks him to deliver it to the Night Guard. She also describes E’s appearance as she doesn’t know E’s name. She then goes to Roast and makes out with him as it would be her last time doing so with a tongue. When Seren goes to the portal, (through Arcadum) she realises that she won’t be able to cast spells with vocal components without her tongue. Someone recommends a muzzle, and Igor who overhears this the conversation provides her with a muzzle. Neve asks the Vizier to send a message to the third changeling she and Ahst saw. Morc asks Vizier to send messages to the Violet Eyes. The party then enters the portal. Vizier contemplates the fact that all the groups left the camp and hums himself a bop. A nearby guard joins him.

Tuesday
Soul of Tyre Ep. 9 (SootheBe11)
Last time in Soul of Tyre the gang got wedded, opened the door to archives and sent Erin off into space to Band.
The session starts with all of the party members, Moe, the High Ael, Ano, and Mateslayer staring at the empty spot where the huge mecha (thought to be the statue of Aladine) blasted off. The High Ael starts to question Belanovan about what had happened, and in an attempt to tell them half-truths, Braktor ends up making it worse leading the Shar'kai to think that the party has blasphemed against them. Luckily, Moe states he has the ability to see the soul of another and can contact Eren through Gruff; the Shar’kai agrees and they all go back into the main hall where the reception is being held.
While walking back, they spot Gruff at the altar of Aladine, praying to Crowley for guidance in how to get stronger since he has been feeling complacent. The hand of Aladine starts to seep with blood forming into Crowley. Crowley speaking to Gruff, tells him that in order for Gruff to seek guidance, then Gruff must conduct a pointless battle producing a pointless death. Crowley then looks around in the room and speaking boastfully to all the Shar’kai proclaim that their God is dead, and he is the one who killed him. All of the Shar’kai gasp and become infuriated as Crowley disappears.
Ozzie, feeling the atmosphere in the room, attempts to battle Gruff to the death, however the High Ael has ordered all of the party to be restrained and Mateslayer does so with a simple power word. As the whole Soul of Tyre group goes unconscious, Moe is the only character not to be affected because he is Mateslayer’s husband. The Shar’kai discuss the events that led to multiple blasphemies conducted by the party, leading to a discussion about what has occurred and what they will do next. Moe interjects, saying that he can help in knowing more about what happened due to the ability of his cyclopean eye. The High Ael agrees and lets Moe, look into Gruff.
As Moe looks at Gruff, he falls to ground as his body astrally projects into the astral sea towards the planet of Band with a white thread showing his path back to his body. Meanwhile in Band, Eren has just landed and is looking around at his surroundings, going back into the vessel to look more into what had happened. While he is doing so, Moe appears before him, and starts to question where he is and how did he get there. As they both talk, Moe realizes the symbol of Band upon the vessel as a loud beeping noise start to emanate and a celestial being appears in front of them, that being is Valden the record keeper.
As Valden speaks, Moe and Eren learns that it has been 4,488 days since a vessel has landed on Band; Aladine is lesser angel to Hades the archangel and is missing for 28,448 days, Hades is a lord, an archangel, and “readcted”; Sheen, the vengeful scorn, is in Olstwitz, and is functional. They also learn that the vessel Eren used is in bad condition which may lead to death of the person using it again. To repair the vessel, Beator must be found, however that person is found to be in close proximity to Sheen. The two message Sheen to go to where they are, however Sheen replies that they must go to him. They then ask Valden for any teleportation devices to Kalkatesh, but it would take 11 days east to get to Duldaran. As Moe asks about what Band has to do with the Red Star, Valden becomes nullified, spouting out “error” and becomes nonfunctional. Eren then chooses to go to Olstwitz to find Sheen, using the broken vessel to travel for 3 days east while Moe heads off back to his body.
Moe returns to the astral sea, following the white thread, but encounters a huge vessel that has been torn apart, with frozen people, and ice formed inside of it. As Moe, looks around, his Cyclopian eye catches a violet light, and he sees the people dying, but more importantly a presence stares at him back. Feeling this, Moe darts out of the ship and heads towards Kalkatesh feeling as if he is alright, but before he could return to his body, a time merchant Dork has taken him to his shop.
Dork has given Moe the option to change the future, to shift fate, and Moe chose the fate in which the Soul of Tyre group would not get killed in exchange for a failure in a clash when the Shadow of Tyre goes into the labyrinth and fights an enemy. Moe floats back into his body, and tells the Shar’kai of what Eren is attempting to do, weirdly enough, the Shar’kai agree and are very easily persuaded. The Soul of Tyre group are then awakened, and are released, taking their leave to the labyrinth once again.

Wednesday
Strange Roads Ep. 17, FINALE (SootheBe11)
Last time on Strange Roads, the gang found a violet Ricardo attempting to do a ritual to some kind. A battle ensues, Wode gives them strength, and Nox has grappled him into the dream realm.
As Nox takes the Violet Ricardo into the dream realm and closes the portal, Arcidamus, Zacharias, Mirage, and Koordrin attempt to help her by the power of friendship. More specifically, Zacharias cast dispel darkness to block the Herald’s gaze and Mirage clashes against the Herald. Mirage wins the clash with the help of Wode, diverting the Herald’s gaze, Oun then comes forth, opening a portal into the dream.
In the dream, Nox regains her strength gaining her previous level (level 8). As the portal opens, a shadow encroaches toward Ricardo attempting to crush him, however Ricardo pushes back, resisting the pressure. Then a white shadow appears, joining the black, encircling Nox, entering into her eyes. Nox’s eyes become white and black, with her scales becoming that of a monochromatic pattern, her shield and sword glow with the same energy, she has ascended to her full strength, Nox guardian of the Dream. Her comrades aid Nox, specifically 3 rerolls (from Oun, Wode, and the Mistress of Fate), a +5 to any roll (due to Koordrin’s presence), and a 1d6 to any roll (from the Gambler Black’s power).
Nox clashes with Ricardo, attacking each other until one of them falls. Clash after clash, the two strike, each one gaining advantage over the other at some point. When finally the sixth clash comes and Ricardo attempts to finish it in one strike. As Nox starts to lose her footing and Ricardo strikes his sword against her, she utilizes the strength that all her allies have given her, Nox slices through Ricardo’s rapier, shattering it. The last clash begins, with Ricardo pulling out a violet sword from his chest, but Nox blocks his sword and thrusts her own sword into him. A storm of violet erupt from Ricardo and both return to the mortal realm.
The party, astounded by Nox’s entry and her natural 20s, looks at Ricardo who is wounded on the ground. Koordrin rips the chains of Mirage’s spirit free from Ricardo and Mirage’s voice return. As Ricardo is weakened, Mirage proceeds to torture him, ripping his flesh to bone and dismembering his limbs. As the party regroup, remembering where they have come from and why they were walking on these STRANGE ROADS, Mirage gains the belt of her sister’s voices, Koordrin finds a stone engraved with a note giving it to Mirage and cuts off a piece of Ricardo’s scarf, and Nox grabs the violet book and the forbidden fighting techniques that the monastery holds. Zacharias inspects the room where Ricardo has come from, and found a strange scroll that is filled with musical notes.
Mirage enters after Zaccharias and both study the ritual more. It is the ritual for contorting the song of Creation, utilizing three voices that can be reflected off of one another, a filter to sing them through, and an unclear oath. They also discover the continent of Rynd, a continent of bards far to the west, where all know of the ancient songs. As Mirage looks upon the scroll, she realizes the she can do one of three things: reverse the ritual and learn the song of creation, destroy the ritual, complete the ritual utilizing her sisters voices, or steal from the song of creation giving her sisters life again. Mirage chose the first, and she has projected towards the Astral Sea to where Inu resides.
Inu questions Mirage about her position, about her strength in what she has done, and if she is ready to take part in the bigger picture. Mirage agrees, and she has been given the choice to choose one of the four chords: Freedom (I), Truth(V), Desire(VI), or Sacrifice(IV) which will turn her to a living song. Freedom takes the aspect of life that lets it go uncontrollably, creating life where it might not thrive, and the unpredictability of life’s circumstances that life can appear in. Truth says that some life is meant to die, it is the law of the jungle, the strong kills the weak, and determines which life continues and which does not. Desire shows that all things are found within life, for without it, life is stagnant and pointless. Sacrifice reveals life is a tragedy but within oneself, they can find the strength to go on. Mirage chose freedom.
A bright light encompasses Mirage in the mortal realm, as she transforms her clothes into an intricate golden dress with silver linings floating phantasmally off her body, her head covered in a veil, with her hair is held up by a barrette as her nightmare powers dissipate, and instead, she gains the power of the chord of Freedom.
The gang goes back to Valloween, gathering THE BOIS, and Arcidamus learns of his tasks from a scroll that Valloween held. What Arcidamus sees on the scroll is not a scroll but a peace of the tapestry of fate. He sees a 7 pointed star comprised of the tapestry’s threads, and eyes opening at each end. In the center of the star he sees the mass of violet energy and the Herald, moving through time, the celestial bodies, etching his way towards Kalkatesh.The threads begin to wrap Arcidamus, showing him that one must walk this path to seek the pieces of the prism for only then can the edge be revealed. The twilight station must be visited, the vessels must be gathered, the keys must be placed within their shelf, and only then will the astral traveler reveal the way. Arcidamus then sees other symbols, a red star, an orange star, a yellow cube, a green triangle, a blue cross, and an indigo scar. Then it fades out reflecting against each other, being put together to a prism. Arcidamus' vision fades and the Matron calls to him to walk the path to seek the missing star, the Orange star. As he looks towards the group and towards the camera he says “Shit”.
Nox curious about the violet book that she has gotten, then looks into it, her eyes begin to dilate and her scales glowing a more violet hugh. Then a voice whispers to Nox, “I see you”, Koordrin knocks the book out of Nox’s hand, and she returns to normal. As the party argues about to do with the book, Zacharias notices the number two in Roman numerals on the binding of the book with his violet eye. Nox then proceeds to wrap the violet book in twine and throw it into the bag of cursed items along with the violet crown.
The party then heads back to the Jaquire’s caravan, where they set off for the last stretch of their journey. As the caravan approaches Steton, Jaquire goes to each of the party members, giving them a blue scarf that shows a symbol of elves and the elven symbol of help so that whenever they need aid they just need to show it. Zacharias is the first to bid his farewell seeking a quiet place in steten to rest from his adventure, so that one day when his time is called because of his eye, he is ready. Koordrin is next, stating that he is to find his wife not only because a Tortle told him to, but for that +2 AC baby, then when he finds her he will then follow the path of Cassius. As Nox’s mission comes to a close, a new one begins for she has seen what was in the violet tome. Nox saw her sisters fallen to violet ash, the blue ribbon of the Alice flown away, and the feywild loss. Nox must gather her scattered sisters, and in her dreams Oun has shown her visions of Tomen and Li’lu who has found the weeping rabbit, for perhaps she can walk the path of the Alice. Mirage, now filled with purpose as one of the Chords, travels towards the island of Tyre where she may help the three groups in fighting the wizard’s labyrinth. Arcidamus is the last to leave, now feeling the call of fate, he travels towards the Badlands where he seeks the old remains of the elven archives as to perhaps find clues to find the Orange star.

Death and Debts Ep. 7
The party fights the gray acolytes they found in the sewers. In the midst of the fight, they are ambushed from behind by a mercenary that can control spirits. They kill the gray acolytes but try to convince to mercenary to surrender as they don't want to kill her. The mercenary refuses and knocks out Umi and Zara. Vaeri sees this and delivers the lethal blow to the mercenary ending combat. As she falls to the ground, a silver mirror drops out of her. Revlis and Umi look at the mirror and sees that it is hallowed but not by Wode or Oun. They pass it around until it reaches to Terryn. As she looks into the mirror, her eyes dilate and visions flow into her mind. Terryn appears on a path of shattered glass; before her stands a citadel of reflections and symbols of a two-headed serpent. She walks through until she reaches a gate to find shadows of other changelings. Terryn turns around to find a white serpent who says "Welcome home, child" and they have much to discuss. Terryn asks where she is and finds another white serpent behind but both are connected. The two serpent heads discuss and guides her to a fountain of liquid glass. One snake head touches the fountain and it becomes a giant mirror. Terryn gazes into a mirror and falls through it.
Terryn teleports to the vast Astral Sea and Tomen stands besides her. The god tells Terryn that he is her brother. Tomen explains that he is the only male that came from the Hags as he was the first. He the shifts topics by telling Terryn that their kin might finally have a home since she is here. However, that has to wait as the enemy moves across the sky and the seventh eye is open. Tomen urges Terryn to meet with her sisters to create the Trigram so that the lost Isles of the Vega can be revealed. Terryn asks if he is related to Wode and Tomen responds that both were made from the dream. Lastly, Tomen shows Terryn the sisters she must seek in the Arcane Labyrinth.
While Revlis holds the mirror wondering where Terryn went, the changeling comes out of the mirror on to of her. Terryn runs around overwhelmed by what she saw and passes out. The party then loots the mercenary to find some documents and in there was a letter. It says how the mercenary is one of the last people that can open a gate and she is very important to somebody plans. Madeleine goes into another room to find potent tonics of Haste, Invulnerability, Flight, and Giant Strength. The party divides the tonics amongst each other. The then decide what they will do next week.

Thanks for reading.
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2020.09.26 00:44 jillloyo [SELL] [US] MY MAKEUP REHAB SALE! Lots of New Items Added & Reduced Prices! Mix & Match with Skincare Sale! ♡

Thanks for checking out my sale! I have finally put myself on a very much needed low-buy & I'm really trying to cut down on my collection/back-ups - added a ton of new stuff and lots more to come! Extremely motivated to sell!

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FACE PALETTES

HIGHLIGHTERS & BLUSH

BRONZERS

FACE PRIMERS & SETTING SPRAYS

FOUNDATION

SETTING/LOOSE POWDERS

CONCEALERS

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EYELINER

BROWS

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SETS / TOOLS / MISC.

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2020.09.25 20:57 vivemelior Various tips/recommendations/explanations post-update (wyrmprints, auto/solo endgame, weapons, battle royale, general thoughts)

Post-writing note: this got suuuuuper long. Main sections are wyrmprints, weapons, and random endgame quest tips)
Edit: Adding some affinity combo options. There's not many.
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I'll just jump right in.
First things first, Vice nerf, because I'm a Vice stan and I was very alarmed by the news. I took him into MG and mKai and he still seemed to be hitting pretty hard. I was seeing the same numbers that I typically did before the update (200-300k on skills, 600-1mil on break). I don't have numbers to prove that he is better, the same, or worse than before the update, but I would say he is still usable and still hits like a badass.

Wyrmprints

Like others, I was very overwhelmed by the print system. It is extremely tedious to rebuild all your teams and re-equip all the prints all while learning the new print skills, upgrade system, etc... However, being forced to rebuild all my teams helped me learn which prints are now better to use, and I got faster at doing it as I went on. It's still tedious and annoying, and hopefully they will implement a way to copy teams/character loadouts eventually. I had a slight advantage though because I had kept every single copy of every wyrmprint I ever got, so I didn't have to buy many (I only had about 8 prints total that I had to buy to clear out the shop).
A few recommendations:
DPS
Buffers
Healing
Affinity Combos

Weapons


Other thoughts

Manacaster
I'm just glad I had enough IO mats to max the new dojos. I actually have to back to IO farming to replenish. I haven't tried Joe yet but will soon.
Battle Royale
It's cute and fun for a little while but gets old fast. Two methods to get it over with:
Don't skip out though as there are 2 full sun stones and some champion testaments.
I personally am against anything remotely resembling PVP. Even though this is a fixed stat event, it sets the precedent of PVP and I do not like. Hope they let it die. But they're bringing time attack back so I feel like they are wanting to bring in PVP content. RIP.
New Solo Endgame
YAYYYYY FIRST CLEAR RESETS!!!! All the wyrmies and extra mats. Very thankful. Super glad I can easily solo farm now. If you have stacked teams, you can probably auto most all the experts, and at least solo if not auto masters.
I haven't gotten through all the master fights yet, but specific thoughts about these that I did do:
Character Buffs
That's all for right now. Thanks for coming to my ted talk. If you have any additions for the print section, LMK and I'll add.
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2020.09.25 18:42 BeardyGoodGuy [B/S]+ Our full story

I'll start off saying that I'm not a great writer, but we wanted to share our story after reading other's stories here. Memories are a bit hazy here and there but we 3 agreed on the contents of this story. Hope y'all like our story, enjoy.
My youngest sister was ... and I was ... when we started exploring eachothers bodies, a year after our parents got divorced. Not in an overly sexual way. We'd play games with eachother and the game that set it all off was: Doctor... We had this toy doctor kit and it had everything a doctor needed. The thermometer was used mostly, because when we got a fever our mom used to take our temperature, so it was the only one we knew. The key to how it all started, the thermometer. First we hold it over our clothes onto eachothers butt. After some time I asked my sister why we used it the wrong way, we were, after all, medical experts. We started to insert the thermometer in eachothers butt, like we knew. It only took me one time to wonder why my sister had two holes, so I stuck it in her pussy. She had said that it wasnt how it was done.
I think it took about a year, for our mom to find out what we've been up to. We weren't really punished, we we're just told that it's not a thing kids should do. We stopped using the thermometer. We had seen everything of eachother and we're curious like kids are, so we started inspecting eachother. How it looks, feels and smells and how the skin interacts when touching it. Still kind of innocent at this point.
We kept on exploring eachother upstairs, after dinner, not really moving further than fingering. Our mom must have expected something because she checked in with us often, but that didn't stop us. My sister was always wet when I'd start to touch her, I learned that inserting my fingers and moving them would make my sister whimper. It was always a nice, wet and warm pussy. First couple of times I fingered her I never really knew what I was doing, but she'd make sure her little brother would pleasure her. She told me what felt good and I eventually made her cum everytime I would finger her.
Almost every time I got a mad boner from my sister's gentle touch. At the time I didnt really know what I should do with that feeling, but my sister did instictually. She kept stroking untill I came for the first time I remember, I was just ... years old. I remember that I didnt shoot any cum then, but my cock throbbed so incredibly hard. Because of how much our mom would check on us during playtime, we'd move it around and we'd start fucking around when the other was showering. Our mom never checked in during showertime, I think because I should be sleeping when my sister was in the shower.
My sister had figured out that she could cum from putting her clit under the faucet. She told me later that she wanted to wash her pussy and that she'd try using the faucet, but instead found out that's a great way to cum. She would turn on the shower, get it to her desired temperature and switch over to the faucet and lie on the floor. Now the faucet was 1,2 meters up from the floor. She'd turn the water down to the point the stream would brake before it hit her clit. Having that water fall on her clit made her squirm so hard. I watched her with curiousity and observed how her clit danced under the water stream falling down. It made me hard seeing her get off like that.
My sister told me to try and put my cock under the faucet like she did and see what it does. I did as she'd suggested. It did make my cock hard, but nothing close to orgasm. However, I knew that the part where my foreskin connects to my cocks head meet was very sensitive, so I'd try to use the shower head, turn it to the 5 stream airated option and have it shoot onto that sensitive part. I came after 15 minutes. My sister impressed with the improvisation, she'd sit down on the floor next to me and wanted the showerhead. I denied her the control, saying I'm your little brother let me do it for you, her orgasm was harder than previous one. It turned me on, but that was short lived, because we heard mom downstairs.
We kept going at it at least once or twice a week, depending on how closely we were watched, till we were ... and .... Our parents split the holidays between them. During that years summer holiday we had found a porntape in our dad's VCR, it was called Muchos Grassy Ass or something. A poolside gangbang, with a lot of girls giving handjobs, blowjobs and swallowing a lot of cum. We saw what they did in that porn video and in the coming weeks we'd mimick everything we saw. Our dad never checked in on us, he'd just what we were doing or when dinner was ready. He left us playing upstairs. Little did he know what was up. When we were at our dad's we'd play almost entire days and after having seen that porn... We'd start taking it further.
My sister would start sucking my cock, I'd eat her pussy, we'd kiss with tongue and masterbate eachother like we had seen them do on that tape. No penetration yet. This went on for almost every day for that summer holiday, sometimes we we're playing card games with our dad and his wife. When we got home we'd went back to our old routine, with added extra things we could do. My sister would try to get me to cum by sucking my cock when I would be brushing my teeth. I remember only one time that I came in her mouth like this, most times she'd stop because there were other siblings coming upstairs or mom.
Next year, our parents bickered whom should get the kids this summer. Our parents asked us, I said I was okay with both, my sister on the otherhand said she wanted to go to dad. When she did she looked at me with a expecting look I had seen before. So I sighed and said, sure if sister wanted to go I'd join her. Dad told her we'd go somewhere cool, that's also why she said she wanted to go to dad I learned later that summer.
That summer we went on a trip to Paris and Disneypark. The days before we left, we were having eachother every night. Dad and stepmom never checked in with us. Not even when we screamed or anything. We kept our ears open even though we thought we did nothing wrong. Ever since I had cum when I came since I was almost 11 my sis would swallow all of it, everytime. I made sure I eat her out just as often or more. The days at our dad's just sent this in hypermode since we were never checked. At home, our mom kept closer watch.
So the night before we would go to Paris for the summer holiday I came a ton in my sisters eager mouth. She always said she liked how it tasted and that it was only fair because I was her little brother. After I came for a 3rd time I was sore and said it was enough. I still wanted to cum more but my cockhead was too sensitive. She sucked it so well all the time. So i decided it was her turn. I ate her out, finger fucked her, she was so wet and her smell drove me crazy. We went to bed at 6, right after dinner claiming we needed to rest for the long journey(4 hours, lol). We did all the above till 11 something... I was going crazy because of my sisters pussy. Totally sex drunk my sis and I didn't hear my dad come upstairs. He opened the door and I crawled from under the blanket. Thinking this was it.
My sister claimed she had lost her earring and I was helping her find it. My sister, most clever girl knew how to lie and convincingly too. My dad said, we'll turn the bed over tomorrow and we'll find it, I'm sure. We said okay and went to 'sleep'. Our dad snores very loud. So we kept going till I busted a 5th time, a very small bit of cum, my sister sort of disappointed, but still licking as much as she could. I got her off I don't know how many times. The room smelled musky. My stepmom said the same. We claimed it was hot and we sweated alot. No questions asked. Beds both very wet with our sweat, hehe.
We were woken up at 5 am. We slept in the car. My sister kept fondling my parts with her feet. I was annoyed, I wanted to sleep. Dad said to stop annoying eachother, my sister stopped only to scowl at me with a pouty face. I got to sleep the rest of the journey. Finally we arrived in Paris. Dad had 2 rooms booked, 1 for him and stepmom and 1 for my sister and me. They said it was 2 seperate beds, but it was a single doublebed. We hid our excitement well. Dad was angry, but said he didnt care, it was what it was. We got the only key to that room. We shared the bathroom with the room of our dad, so we locked it and hid the key, saying the key wasnt there. My dad ever practical said to come to our door in the morning and you can come in through our side. Great thinking dad. We think that he was done with hotel services, dont know what else was fucked up. We walk through Paris, we eat, at 8pm we were in the hotel and dad said he was tired, we saw him grab our stepmom's butt. So we didn't complain much. We started fake fighting a little so dad said go to your room. We gave him an out on us and by doing so we create our own space. We argued that wasn't fair we wanted to stay up with them. He said no. We angrily got to our rooms. Or so dad thought. We undressed real fast, closed the curtains. Air-conditioning on full cuz it was going to be hot. We got busy like animals.
Licking and sucking and fingers and all of it. She was doing her very best, doing new things with her tongue and fingers. I asked where she got that from and said from another tape she found of my dad. I disappointedly asked why she hid it from me, I'd want to learn new things too. She looked at me all mischievous and stopped, my heart stopped thinking I'd not get any anymore. Bit she leaned back, started rubbing, pulling and pinching her nipples and clit. While looking at me all intense like. She show me how wet she was and told me to come get it, little brother, it's yours. My dick sprung up. I got so hard from that.
I crawled to her and smelled her tight slit, the smell is indescribable. I start to lick her while shes widespread sitting with her hands behind her leaning back. She'd moan my name and guide me to what she wanted me to do. Yes little brother lick my clit, put your fingers in me, you know the spot to hit. So I tried to do the same with my tongue as she did earlier to me. I was so in trance with her body, smell and taste that I started low moaning while sucking on her clit. That was a success, my big sister came like she'd never. The amount of pussy juice drooling down her pussy, amazing! I licked it all up, I love her taste.
She took my head and pulled me up for a kiss, with tongue. I'm not sure what this is and I just try to hug her tongue with mine. We stay kissing like that for a while. She pulls away from me and pushes me back so I'm on my knees and my hands behind me leaning back just like my sister a little while ago. My dick poked up with some pre-cum on the tip and a string of pre-cum where it had already leaked. She kissed me again and stroked my cock, licked the pre-cum off. Smiled at me and asked me what I wanted most of her to do. I told her I love it when you give me a handjob, finish me in your mouth and show me how much you love to swallow me. She does.
After that we were glistening from sweat even though the airco was on. Maybe it wasnt on or the settings were wrong. Who knows. We're spooning, I started stroking my sisters hair, kiss her neck and glide my hands over her body next to mine. Teasing her nipples, softly squeezing her tits, caress her stomache and cup her pussy with my other hand. I whisper in her ear, I love you. I can feel her heartbeat going faster, she turned her head to try and look me in the eye. She pushes herself into me and moves her hips. Is that true, she asked me. I nod, whisper yes, and nozzle her neck, taking in her sweaty, musky smell. I kept her pussy cupped in my hand and with the other hand i cupped a breast.
My sister pulled my hands of her and I let her go completely. She sits up and puts her hands on my chest and says to relax and lay down. With one hand on my chest and one on my leg she used her mouth on me again. When I was rock hard again she said did you REALLY mean what you said? I hold her hand that's on my chest, nod and said yes. She asked do you trust me? I just nod, my heart racing and drumming in my ears. She straddles me, looks me deep in my eye and asks me if I'm ready.
My cock is real close to her warmth and wetness I can feel it radiate. I nod the smallest nods. She moves back a little, halfway my cockhead she holds there. She looked so sexy then, I wanted my sister so bad! We looked deep in eachothers eyes, our hands intertwine which she hold above my head. Slowly backing up her hips, I feel her slide over my cock. Her pussy so slick and warm. It is the best I've ever felt. I can feel all of her around my cock. She cums for just that and her orgasm feels like her pussy hugging my cock. Our breathing is shaky from pleasure and nerves.
When my sister hilts me, she kisses me deeply. I make smallest thrusts using my hips. She moans the hottest moan. Our hands stay intertwined and she pulls herself forward. I feel her pussy sliding up. I move my hips to stay in, but my sister says no, Ill do it little brother, stay there. I stop my moving, enjoying the sensation, kissing my sister again. I hold her hand and move one on my chest, she lets go and my free hand goes to her hip. She opens her eyes when I'm almost out of her, she looks at me and gives me the sexiest smile. We sync our breath, she nods and I know what she wants to do. She pushes down, my hand on her hip pushes her down too. She speeds up, both hands go to my chest. I play with her tits and clit. She bends over and says to lick her nipples.
My sister pushed down so slow, her pussy envelops my cock and hugs it so tight. My cock is throbbing, we both feel eachother. Again and again, I feel my cock get harder and my balls tighten. My sister must have felt or seen my face, she pushed down hard the last time, making me go balls deep I thrust with my hips to go as far into my sisters tight, warm pussy. She repeatedly whispers yes yes yes. Cum for me little brother she said as she pushed down for the last time, I thrusted to her pushing down. We came together. I came hard and deep and kept hip thrusting into her pussy. My sister wanted to lay like that with my cock in her pussy. She laid on top of me and I felt myself ever so slowly shrink inside her. We kissed and she said she was glad and asked me if I was okay. I nodded. Couldn't talk. That was night 1 in Paris. I dont the time we went to sleep, we woke up with her still having a pussy full of my cum. We got up and she used a little wipe to get most of it. We went to our dad's room, I asked my dad if he had the map with the routes he wanted to walk. I covered my sister so she could go into the shower.
During that week I came so often in her pussy and mouth it's crazy. A week and a half passed by real fast. We walked routes with our dad and stepmom by day, we had dinner and we'd see how late we'd be excused to go to bed. We were quite often already tired at 9 after dinner. But once in bed, we'd not be able to let the other sleep before they had came one way or another. I fucked my sister's pussy so often and came deep everytime. She feels amazing! In hindsight I asked Andrea yesterday, why didn't she bleed the first time we were together. She laughed and said I think I took my own virginity by fucking a big dildo she'd found in the house. Up to this day we don't know whose it was.
The last night, of this insane holiday, we found out that our dad had ordered xxx channel. The next morning he'd get the news that both rooms had the channel and both rooms watched. I was watching tv because I couldn't sleep and stumbled upon it, and watched it. Andrea confirmed this and said she took the remote and stopped me watching. My dad was so proud of his little girl stopping his perverted son. If he had only known. The name of that movie escaped us. But we saw a girl getting fucked in her ass. Andrea, told me she wanted to try that too. Not lying when I say I was scared.
She starts me up and sat doggy like the girl on TV. She said good that dad ordered this channel and that it must be a mistake, I didn't listen. I just wanted my Andrea. I put my dick to her ass and tried to push in. I said it wasn't going. She said push harder. It hurt, I stopped. She said I could try and lick her first like before. So I do. It wasn't planned so I'm not sure if sour is the flavour you should get licking ass, but I'm not a quiter. I wanted to give it to her when she was face down ass up. I lick like my life depended on it. In hindsight it is only good that she went toilet before bed... She squirms and moans softly I shouldn't delay.
While I'm getting ready I keep an eye on the screen. I see the girl push back. And the guy finger her ass. So I copy and tell Andrea to to do like her. Again I set my dick against her ass and push, I feel her push back and I'm in. Andrea yelps and says it hurts, but it also feels good. I ask if I should stop and I move to get out and she takes my arm and says no I want you to have me like that. Without any thought I spit on her ass and she slowly moves so I go in deeper and deeper. It feels weird, but good.
She quivers and says I can try to slide in and out if I want but do it slowly. It takes all my effort to not just go, I wanted to have her like that guy in the movie had that girl. She comes. Asks if I'm close. I says I'm not. She says she wants me to cum. She wants to feel me throb in her. I spit again and slide in and out faster and push her into the bed, she goes prone and yelps hard into the bed. I say sorry, she says no it's fine. I feel her anus contract. I ask if she came and she says yes now you little brother. I give her some more slow balls deep thrusts and I come the hardest in all my life. I retract and caress Andreas back. She's panting so hard. I ask her if she's fine. She nods.
After it all we went for a quiet wash, hoping not to wake our parents. We take the key to the shared bathroom and I go check on my parents. They're not there. Now I know that they were out for drinks, enjoying music downstairs in the restaurant. We wash up fast, she walks a little funny. Maybe that was me. We go to bed, we spoon and fall asleep. We sleep for a couple hours and see our dad and stepmom the next morning at 8am so we can go have a shower.We go back home and have 2 more days of sex filled insanity, never being checked. The holiday ended and we had to go back to mom's house.
A couple of weeks after the Paris trip our stepbrother found us in bed, we said we're fucking. But he didn't think we did because he just saw out faces. A few days after we were playing truth or dare with our stepbrother. So I said truth and he asked me if I have had sex, I said yes and he said liar. I'm not a liar I told him and got quite upset that he called me a virgin. I don't know why I got upset, probably because I was scared to prove it. My stepbrother's turn and he said truth. My sister asked him if he would tell mom and his dad if my sister and me fucked in front of him. He said no. My sisters turn and she said dare. My stepbrother and I said in unison: fuck your brother / fuck me. She said we would do it under blankets. Stepbrother said sure. I got on bed already hard. My sister removed my clothes and I removed hers while protecting our modesty I guess. It was routine for us by that time. I lie down, she moves on her knees over me and guides my cock to her pussy... She lowers herself over my cock and I thrust my pelvis up. He saw out faces while fucking, kissing and our climaxing. He got up, laughed and said we were great actors. Nothing happened after that from him knowing what we did/do.
We keep at it as many times as we can. Interchanging BJ, HJ, sex... Never was scared until I got the memo that women can get pregnant, I wasn't think about all that. I thought she'd be with child for sure. So much cum I shot in her pussy. I almost died. I asked Andrea if she was on BC and it was all good, she was already on the pill at this point for over a year. When I can I still keep her pussy, mouth and rarely her ass filled whenever Andrea wants me to.
Somewhere around Xmas that year there was a girl that fancid me in school so of course I'd say yes to her and have her over at our house. Alexandra is her name. She made Andrea jealous and Andrea was angry with me for sometime. She stopped speaking with me and I didn't get to make love to her for some months. Being pent up like that I jerked it more often than normal. I did get agitated more because of not getting my sister's sweet pussy.
Some time went by, started having fun with my gf Alexandra. She must have wondered why I knew what I knew. She asked me if I had sex before and said yes. She asked if she knew her and I said yes. She asked for a name and I said I couldn't tell her her name. She accepted. We moved slow. She wasn't like my sister at all. Mostly because we didn't see eachother as much as I saw Andrea and I had to use a condom. But we progressed. So after those 2 months I already established sexual relationship with my gf, I was less agitated and Andrea finally started talking with me again. One day mom was shopping, Andrea pulled me upstairs, didn't say anything, till we were in the attic and she asked me how could I do that to her. I said I never loved Alexandra, I do now, but I wasn't going to do anything with Alexandra. Not untill Andrea stopped talking with me and stopped having sex with me. Andrea was crying, I tried to console her and said I could break it off and just blame myself for it and we'll continue together.
Andrea walked away without saying one more word. Slowly she acted normal around me. We got back to talking and stuff. She got a bf, he dumped her later on. Andrea cried, I was the only one she kind of found solace in. With Alexandra it got better and better. Found more time to be with her and she started to be more adventurous like my Andrea was. It was somewhere during summer holiday where I had turned 15 and Andrea 17. Alexandra was over at my place. My mom had found a man to date and she was gone to see him, she entrusted Andrea and I with the house. She left money for food and the cabinets were stocked. My other siblings already had left the house (army, summer job, own home)so I had all the space and time I wanted with my gf. I had planned a week of fucking her silly. Day one: mom left early, gf got here around midday, played games with Andrea and then got upstairs to watch a movie. I put on Dirty Dancing cuz my mom said that was a good film. Indeed it was. Before the begin credits were done we were kissing and she pulled my clothes off and I just pulled down her leggings and panties. Gotta love dresses.
We start getting heavy and I notice the house is too quiet for my liking. My gf licking my cock made me forget that thought fast. Later I learned Andrea had been watching us. Alexandra was allowed to sleep over after we forgot the time while fucking. I think her dad suspected something but her mom said it was fine. Day 2: wake up, stroke my cock, wait for gf to wake up, rail her some fierce. Get food. Play on PlayStation. Go to swimming pool with gf parents and Andrea could come with. Nothing fancy at night much to my dislike.
Day 3: Alexandra's parents drove us home yesterday so... I had to wait for Alexandra. We had breakfast Andrea and I. We talk about playing boardgames later. I ask her for some privacy later when my gf walked in through the backdoor. Alexandra kissed me and talked girly stuff with Andrea. All good. We played several boardgames, Alexandra teasing me under the table. I stretch and yawn, tell Andrea I'm go upstairs and watch a movie, maybe take a nap. Alexandra got the hint. So with Alexandra I had to use condoms which is asked my oldest brother to get. Alexandra isn't on birth controle. Only 2 condoms left, I kind of panicked, just 2?! Oh well it's 2 more, cross that bridge when we get there, maybe I'd buy them myself this time. I start feeling Alexandra up, kiss her neck and whisper in her ear that she is the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. It always took a bit of tender time and effort to get her ready. I rub her feet and back using directions I found in a book I found in my brother's room.
I eat her pussy, she tastes like musk smells I guess, very animalistic. I love it. Find her g-spot and make her a sloppy mess. She gives me a blowjob, I'm enjoying myself, that's when I hear floorboards creak. I turn a bit to see the door slightly ajar. Did I leave it like that? Again it was too quiet, Alexandra sucking me off hard now because I wasn't paying attention. I ignore the door, but see something flash in the gap. That's when I knew it had to be Andrea. That got my heart racing. Was she watching us? Did she want to join? Many months went by so I thought she wouldn't want me anymore.
I make Alexandra stop and have her turned sideways to the door and I sit legs wide open but straight on the bed so if she was looking Andrea would have a clear sight of my cock. I told Alexandra to lie on her stomache sucking me off like that. She always pulls her feet up and opens her legs lying down on her stomache. Now Andrea must be able to see it all I thought. Some time goes by I hold Alexandra's ponytail and guide her up and down. I set the pace. Slow slow fast slow slow slow fast fast. I hear or see nothing so I thought it was just my imagination. We continue for a bit before I cum in her mouth I put on a condom have her bend over the edge of the bed legs as wide apart as she can. It's a tall bed, I can perfectly insert myself standing behind her. Lust takes over and I push myself in deep, thrusting harder and harder. I didn't hear Andrea open the door and come in, neither did my gf.
Andrea was behind me and slowly hugged me from behind, I stop for the smallest second wanting to say something. Andrea holds her hand over my mouth thrusts her hip against mine making me fuck my gf. She whispers in my ear that she couldn't take it anymore. Her second hand moved to my balls and she plays with them while keeping me moving. She whispers: a condom? Why not cum in her? My gf moaning, never looking up or back never knew what happened. Andrea took my hand and made me feel her wet pussy. My thrusting got harder. Alexandra is almost screaming. Andrea tells me to fuck my gf, but to pull out and take the condom off before I come to feed Andra my cum. Andrea wanted my cum in her eager mouth. She got down next to my gf's leg dangling over the edge of the bed. I feel a rush coming, I give 2 more slow deep thrusts and I'm coming. I pull out, pull the condom off, Andrea takes my throbbing cock in her mouth and gives me a wink while she does, she has smiling eyes. Before Alexandra is any the wiser I keep her there and finger her hard, still cumming in my sis's mouth. Greatest moment at that point, pure bliss.
Andrea swallows it all, Alexandra didn't notice anything. Andrea gets behind me, strokes my cock and whispers want me to eat her pussy? I'm rock hard instantly. I want to say yes, but don't know what will happen. In my sex drunk stupor I say yes, eat her pussy sis. I pull Alexandra a little over the edge. Andrea gets down on her knees between Alexandra's legs. Eating her. I take the image in and can't believe this is happening. Alexandra is coming hard, I don't know how much. Andreas legs are open so I go to the floor and lick her juices up. She grabs my hair after a few licks and motions no... I couldn't think straight and the only option I saw was Alexandra's mouth. I walked to the other side of the bed and moved to Alexandra. Her eyes closed climaxing, grab her hair and pull her face up, she opens her eyes, mouth opens and starts sucking my dick. I could see the confusion in her eyes. She stopped sucking only to cum again and turning around seeing Andrea. Im sitting on my knees on the bed, Andrea between Alexandra's legs and Alexandra is lost for words.
Alexandra pushed herself up and tried to speak but I pushed her towards my cock. She didn't object and sucked me hard. I motioned Andrea to come over here. Alexandra watching her move closer. I think my sis got the idea and lay down next to Alexandra. I grab her hair too and pull Alexandra off to have Andrea continue the work. Alexandra got up rubbing her pussy. Still in disbelief. I told her to eat my sister's pussy. She looked at me, at Andrea. I took her hand and put Andreas hair in her hand. I asked Andrea to spread her legs so she could be reached. Alexandra moved my sisters head up and down, like she knew I liked. I kissed my gf. My gf let Andrea go and started to move away. I stop Andrea have her turn on her back and get to my gf. Having seen my dad's tapes I knew what I wanted. Have my gf eat my sister. Andrea stayed still. I whisper to my gf I want her on her hands and knees. I enter her and push her to the edge of the bed and Andrea came closer. My sisters pussy smelled great and was soaking wet. I start eating her pussy and my gf looked away. I said it wasn't fair for my sis she made you cum, you got to return the favour. Thus we both ate my sisters pussy. Almost forgetting I didn't have a condom on I look at my sister, she knows that face. I pull out of Alexandra and she watches as I pour my seed in my Andreas eager mouth, swallowing it al.
Alexandra was uncomfortable after, so we got clean and talked alot. She didn't think this was okay, but she did enjoy it. I told Alexandra we didn't have to do it anymore, but Andrea came in naked and said she wanted to continue. She wanted more. I turned to Alexandra thought she'd be gone now. To just stand there and see her be doubting, what to do? My sister took her hand and pulled Alexandra to her. She whispers something in her ear, and Alexandra smiled. Up to this day they refuse to tell me what was said. But she nodded. Dropped everything she had gathered and crawled to me. My sister shot me a wink and sat on the bed opening her legs wide. Alexandra now on her knees before me said I should eat my sisters pussy if I wanted to. I must have looked like a deer in headlights. I moved to my sister and smelled that amazing pussy. I got to town and when I did Alexandra took my cock in her mouth.
So went by a couple more days. Till my mom got back. The last day was spent doing laundry and all that. Now we talked more about what we liked with us three. Alexandra eats pussy but only because it delights me. I do it all, because I like it all, Andrea wants me as much as possible, she does anything to make her little brother happy. We told Alexandra how it started. She didn't seem bothered anymore at that point. She had loads of questions though. We answered as well as we could. In the end I get to fuck and eat my sister and my gf. We made arrangements. Alexandra isn't a fan of swallowing so my sister does it all. If my Andrea isn't here, Alexandra will. I get to eat, finger and fuck both my girls, but they'll share me equally between eachother if both are present, basically I get used.
Now that has been years ago. Alexandra is now my wife. We don't want kids and don't have any. Maybe later? We still have sex with my sister, we want to daily, but agendas aren't always compatible. Sometimes I just fuck my sis. My wife will call and ask me if I'm cumming in my sister again and that I should save some for her. It's turned into a crazy triangle where we all 3 are super happy. Nobody knows but us 3. Some might expect something but probably not that I'm cumming in my sister that often. My sister never has or had boyfriends, just her little brother, claims she doesn't need another. My sister is still jealous of Alexandra, but I make sure she gets a little more attention sometims. Alexandra's sex drive isn't as high and she's fine with Andrea getting a little more sometimes. Alexandra even edges me to go to her.
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2020.09.25 14:36 VisibleConfusion69 Open Letter to Steve Huffman and the Board of Directors of Reddit, Inc- If you believe in standing up to hate and supporting black lives, you need to act

Open Letter to Steve Huffman and the Board of Directors of Reddit, Inc – If you believe in standing up to hate and supporting black lives, you need to act
Dear Steve,
On June 1, you shared a letter on Reddit’s blog “Remember the Human – Black Lives Matter”. In this letter, you claim “as Snoos, we do not tolerate hate, racism, and violence, and while we have work to do to fight these on our platform, our values are clear.”
As of today, neither you nor any other Reddit admins have shared this letter anywhere on reddit.com. However, the response to this message was swift on Twitter, where you were rightfully labeled as hypocritical based on your long and well-recorded history of defending racism and white supremacy on this site.
Among the many responses was this message from former CEO of Reddit, Ellen Pao.
I am obligated to call you out: You should have shut down the_donald instead of amplifying it and its hate, racism, and violence. So much of what is happening now lies at your feet. You don't get to say BLM when reddit nurtures and monetizes white supremacy and hate all day long
Many others shared links and screenshots of your past statements saying “Open racism and slurs are fine to post on Reddit”.
The problem of Reddit’s leadership supporting and providing a platform for racist users and hateful communities has long been an issue. Nearly six years ago, dozens of subreddits signed the original open letter to the Reddit admins calling for action. While the Reddit admins acknowledged the letter and said it was a high priority to address this issue, extremely little has been done in the intervening years.
On June 5, you shared this update on /Announcements, Upcoming changes to our content policy, our board, and where we’re going from here. In the post, you stated that there is a need for continued adjustments of Reddit’s content policy to address racism and that this remains a priority. These continued statements that you hear us, that this is a priority, or that you are working on it are not enough. It has been five years since your return as CEO and this still remains Reddit’s most glaring problem.
Steve, if you and Reddit genuinely care about the values of standing up to racism and hate, then you need to back it up with real action. As moderators on this website who have dedicated countless hours to keeping this site running, we call on Reddit to take the following steps:
At /AgainstHateSubreddits, we have laid out the many failures of Steve time and again to stand up to white supremacy on this site time and time and time again.
With a website with the impact of Reddit on the broader conversations being held in communities around the world, this website needs real leadership and real action.
We hope that Reddit will not just share empty platitudes — but will take a meaningful stand against hate, and take these recommendations to heart.
This letter is co-signed by more than 200 300 350 430 550 650 800 communities representing well over 200 hundreds of millions of subscribers:
If your subreddit is not listed and would like to sign on, please leave a comment below
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2020.09.25 04:59 Erutious For Your Talent

I looked at the number written on the paper, and my eyes grew large.

That was way more money than I made in a year, more money than I'd made in my life, and this guy was offering it to me for…

"So, you want to pay me for...what, exactly?"

The man in the black suit stared at me, hollowly, from behind his mirrored glasses. He sat, nonchalantly, across the table at the small coffee shop I had written in for the last four years. I liked the ambiance here, as did many other local writers it seemed. It was a great place to read and write, and I had been coming here for the past year and a half. I could see many others around me, plinking away on their MacBooks or their off the shelf Walmart laptops, as they wrote the next great American novel or the next hit screenplay.

The longer the man sat there, the more I wished he had approached one of them instead.

"It's straightforward," he said, his voice and cadence reminding me of Agent Smith in The Matrix movies, "we want to pay you for your Talents. You come to our office, let us see your Talent, and pay you for your time and effort. Sound like something you might be interested in?"

Then he smiled, his lips sliding away from his perfectly artificial teeth, and I couldn't help but cringe all over.

It was like a dog who's been taught to smile, unsettling, and a little alarming.

But it was a lot of money.

"Let me think about it." I hedged, and the smile slid mechanically from the man's face.

He produced a business card, rising suddenly and holding it out.

"Let us know if you change your mind. The offer is valid whenever you're ready."

He left then, making his way for the door like a shark hunting his next meal.

I looked at the card and wrinkled my eyebrows.

It was a plain white business card, nothing fancy, with the words, "Libras Talent. Because your Talent should never go to waste." printed on it.

I stared at it for a while as my laptop screen went into sleep mode, darkening and allowing me to see myself as I sat in contemplation.

How very curious.

I've been writing in some form or another for my whole life.

When I was a child, I drew pictures and created games for my friends to play. My pictures, my mother swore, always told a story, and my games were never the haphazard mess that my friends often concocted. People who weren't even part of my friend circle often came to join our games, as they were both fun and engaging in a way that was hard for a child to explain. My teachers praised my creativity and expected they would see great things from me someday.

As I grew, so grew my stories. By the time I was in middle school, my works of fantasy were often entered into writing contests and local student works projects. My playground games had evolved into role play games and pieces of interactive fiction. When I was twelve, I discovered the world of Dungeons and Dragons. This began a lifelong love affair with the game, and I quickly took to the role of Game Master. My campaigns were immersive, my characters engaging, and my adventures never fell victim to the usual problems others seemed to encounter. I wrote well, and, again, the adults in my life often praised me, expecting great things from me in the future.

It was a no brainer for me to study writing after high school. I had soared through what is usually a very trying time for teens by channeling my churning emotions into my medium. I had gotten more than one scholarship for writing, and as college loomed, I put all my efforts into my work. I spent the next four years working on a BA in English and Literature. In the end, I felt I had the tools to begin plying my craft professionally.

Now, I was trying to figure out how to turn that Talent into a paycheck so that I could pay my bills. Magazines liked my work but wanted writers with more experience. There were people online who would pay for stories, but not enough to live off of. Agents were interested, but they didn't want to take a chance on someone so young. My writing was always well received, but there was always the ever-present But hanging at the end of all that praise. A few interested publishers had approached me, but it was always the sort that buried the line about price amidst all that talk. I was twenty-six, four years out of college, self-published, untried, and no one was willing to take a chance on me.

Everyone, except Libras Talent, that is.


I Googled them, of course. I had been burned too many times before and wanted to see what was in store if I decided to take their offer. Their website was professional but soulless. Their credentials were numerous but were presented without any real pride. This soulless corporation wanted another book for their accolades, another pet writer for their trophy case. If I signed on with them, I would be just another soulless shill who writes for nothing but a paycheck.

My phone buzzed, jarring me out of my contemplation. I looked down and sighed as I saw the message from the power company. My check had bounced again, and they were going to shut my power off at the end of the month without some kind of immediate action. That likely meant that Mr. Kapish, my boss at the gas station, had given out bad checks again. He would never admit it, and this likely meant that I wouldn't get paid until the end of the month.

I glanced at the card as it sat propped against my monitor.

Or maybe I'd be able to keep the lights on after all.


I nervously checked my phone to make sure I had come to the right place. I had come to a flat looking building, a two-story white stucco number that looked more like a distribution center than a publishing house. I had dressed in my best interview clothes, a polo, and a pair of slacks, and I already felt underdressed and unsure about the situation. The outer facade bore a simple sign, white and stark, just like the business card.

Libras Talent

I thought about leaving, but the call of the money was too much to resist.

I tried the door, and when it opened, it was almost too good to be true.

The woman behind the counter wore a broad smile as I stepped inside. She was looking at the door, as though expecting me. Her pants suit and quaffed hair made her look assembled rather than styled, but I was taken aback by her smiling regard. The waiting area was as stark as the facade, and the receptionist's regard made me feel like I was marked.

Had she been staring at the door the whole time, just waiting for someone to come in?

"Hi," I said shyly, "I'm looking for…"

"Welcome." she said cheerily, "Mr. Sereph is waiting for you in the back. Please go right ahead."

She pointed to a door to the left of the waiting room, and I walked hesitant towards it, a strange feeling growing with every step.

Beyond the door was a long hallway of offices, names neatly printed on the doors.

Mr. Sereph's office was the third in line.

I knocked, and a voice from the other side invited me in.

Mr. Sereph sat behind his desk, the too-wide smile stretching his lips painfully.

"I'm so glad you decided to accept my generous offer."

I sat across from the grinning man, feeling like Faust as he met with the Devil.

"It was too good a deal to pass up, I suppose," I offered lamely.

"Why yes, the money is a fine incentive, isn't it?"

I shuffled in my seat, not liking the man's regard.

"So, how does this work exactly? Do I have to write something for you or…"

I blinked, startled as looked back at Mr. Sereph, and found a contract had appeared on the desk. Mr. Sereph was leaning over the desk, that too wide smile stretching his face, as he handed me a weighty silver pen. Had that contract been there the whole time? I shrank back a little, the too-wide smile putting me off as the man leered at him.

"What's wrong? I thought you were ready to sign?"

"I am," I insisted, reaching shakily for the pen, "but I'm curious to know what this involves?"

"You show us your Talent, and we pay you for it. Couldn't be simpler."

I looked at the contract, unsure of whether to sign or not. I'd heard of writers getting sucked into these unfair contracts before, and I didn't fancy being kept as someone's pet writer. I looked down at the contract, but it wasn't particularly helpful either. They offered to pay me for my "Talent," but that was all it really said. It was very vague, not really saying anything other than that, with a lot of industry, speak in between.

I hesitated, reading over it again and again, as the money loomed up in my mind. That was a lot of money, enough to live comfortably for quite a while if I was careful. No matter what they had me do, that kind of money could change my life. And even if it were repetition or degrading, I'd still be doing what I loved, right?

I signed the contract and pushed it back to the smiling Mr. Sereph, my own smile looking lame next to his.

Mr. Sereph made it disappear before the ink seemed to be dry, and I was left holding the bulky silver pin in numb fingers.

"Excellent, now come with me so we can access your talent."

Mr. Sereph rose from the desk and led me out into the hall. I followed wordlessly, still not quite sure what was expected of me, as Mr. Sereph clacked along on his hard-soled boots. The long corridor slid past as we walked, the sameness a little disorienting. Mr. Sereph stopped outside another nondescript door and held it open for me to enter. Inside was a stark white room, cluttered only by a desk and a pen held in one of those ornate holders you often saw at weddings. Mr. Sereph nodded to the desk, indicating that I should sit.

"What do you want me to do?" I asked, hovering in the doorway.

I wasn't sure I wanted to enter that unblemished space.

"Just take up the pen; it will know what to do from there." Mr. Sereph said, still grinning that troubling smile.

I hesitated a moment longer before walking inside. I had nowhere else to go really, not unless I meant to break the contract. The room seemed to hum around me as I stepped in, and I could almost swear that the same fluorescent lights were present in the walls as well. The whole room seemed to glow softly around me, and when I turned back, I could see Mr. Sereph push the door shut.

The door slamming like a coffin lid behind me, and I was left alone in the room.

I walked to the desk and took a seat. A single piece of paper lay on it, unblemished and waiting for me. As I looked at it, I could swear that the surface moved. I didn't want to touch it, but it seemed to beckon to me none the less. I reached out for the pen, that instrument of creation, and it felt very right in my hand as I lifted it from the holder. I set the tip against the paper, and, again, I thought it moved almost hungrily beneath the tip. What was I meant to do here? What was I meant to write? Show them my Talent? How was I meant to do…

The pen came down on the paper, its tip blotting the surface as though through magnetism. As though some signal had been given, the pen began to move across the page. Suddenly, I was writing. I wrote words, crafted stories, spilled ideas as the paper drank them down before my eyes. I wrote days, weeks, years worth of stories onto the paper as I wrote. My hand cramped, and my wrist ached, but still, the merciless pen took my words. The paper drank greedily, swelling as I worked, growing as it gobbled my ideas. My vision swam as I felt my words dragged out of me. They were sucked from my body, and I felt sure that I must die.

The paper swelled as I wrote. The single-page became sheets, a novel, a towering juggernaut of pages. The room began to fill with pages, pressing against the ceiling and bulging against the walls. I was powerless to stop my hand from writing, and soon the pages began to block out the lights. I wrote in a state of darkness, my hand guided by its own insane engine. The pages pressed at me from all sides, entombing me in the written word. Still, I wrote.

When I finally passed out, it was a blessing.

I saw the pages topple onto me and closed my eyes as I prepared to be crushed beneath them.

The next thing I knew, I was waking up in my bed in my one-bedroom apartment. My arm throbbed, the fingers and hand feeling like rubber. When I tried to move them, I found them asleep and attributed the feeling to that. I shook them, thinking about the weird dream I had just woken up from. I had written himself into a literal tomb, and as I looked at my arm, I almost thought I could see small blisters on my fingers. I sat down at my computer, looking through my emails for job offers to see how I might manage to keep the lights on this month. When I came across a new email from Libras Talent, I thought I had misread it. It was a strange coincidence that I'd been dreaming about them, and now they were sending me a message. Still, I figured they wanted to make me another offer for my Talent, whatever that meant.

I had to read the email a few times, going over its contents a few times before the meaning finally sank in.

Greetings

We would like to thank you again for your Talent. Please find enclosed the agreed-upon payment for your Talent. We hope you are satisfied with your transaction.

Regards
Mr. D Sereph

I read the email repeatedly, still not quite believing it, before opening the app on my phone linked to my bank account. My eyes went wide when I saw the amount that had been deposited there. I goggled at it in disbelief. It hadn't been a dream, after all. I had sold my Talent! I grinned as I thought of the possibilities. Mr. Sereph had been right.

This amount of money could be life-changing.


I sighed as hI stepped back through the door of my apartment. It had been a great two-week vacation to the Bahamas. I'd spent those weeks in the lap of luxury and still hadn't made a dent in the amount of money Mr. Sereph had put in my bank account. It was an exhilarating feeling, being able to do whatever I wanted, living a life few dreamed of.

Now that I was back, though I supposed it was time to get back to work.

The money was nice, but it wouldn't last forever.

The news feed on my computer pinged to let him know that I had a new alert. I smiled as I saw that one of my favorite authors had just released a new book. I opened the link to look at the article but felt a surge of confusion as I read over the synopsis. It was a new novel, not like anything he'd ever written before. A world of high fantasy, a tale of adventure set in the world of Erudar, where the lord of the hunt sought the princess of…

I stood, astonished at what I was reading. That was MY story! I had been fleshing that concept out for years, and my manuscript was almost ready for submission. I had been so close to sending it off...well, maybe in a couple of years, I would have. I just had to be sure that it was ready before I just sent it off like that. Maybe after a few more re-reads, it would be okay to send it. I didn't want to embarrass myself by sending off...

The manuscript.

I had the manuscript saved on Google docs! I flipped on my computer and banged the mouse on the desk. I furiously opened the browser as the screen came up, putting in my information as the log in screen flashed. It would be time-stamped, dated. I could take it to the proper people and prove that this work had been stolen. As I filled in the required fields, I couldn't believe that something like this would happen. You read about this sort of thing happening online, but I never dreamed that it would happen to me. It was unthinkable, it was impossible, it was…

My google doc profile was empty.

The screen was devoid of content. Someone had scuttled my entire account. Nothing was left but an old resume' that was years out of date. Not a short stories or half-finished works. There was nothing here to signify that I had ever done anything at all.

My hand flew to the drawer and pulled it open. The drawer next to my desk was full of thumb drives that I used as a backup. Should the internet ever fall, I wanted something to fall back on, something to begin anew. An odd worry to have, I know, but we writer are often worried about losing our work to unforeseen circumstances. I searched feverishly;y through the drawer, but I needn't have bothered.

The drawer was empty. My hand scraped the too clean bottom of the drawer as my hand scrabbled through it. No note, no thumb drives, no dust, no trash. Nothing! The drawer was maddeningly clean, and I found myself sobbing as I continued to find nothing.

I searched my computer for any trace of my manuscript, stories, and anything, but it had all been erased. I searched my desk for any notes or leavings of my work, but also found nothing. I looked for my drawings, my sketches, but it was as though they had all disappeared. There wasn't a shred of evidence that I had ever created anything. Even the books I had self-published had vanished from my Amazon account, the hard copies absent from my shelves.

That was when I began to panic. What was happening? Someone had been in my apartment. Someone had stolen my work. Someone had taken my whole life and left me with nothing but the fading memories. Someone had stolen...

My blood ran cold.

My Talent.

I combed through my emails, searching for the email from Sereph. If I could find it, I could prove that he had spoken with him, I could get some help finding my works. The police would find prints or evidence that someone had been there, and they could help me get my things back. Money or not, theft was still a serious crime and...

The email was gone, nowhere to be found.

It was as though I had never spoken with him at all.

That was the day I set about finding Mr. Sereph. It became my all-consuming desire, my only goal in life, and I went about it with surgical precision. I had gone down to the building that had been Libras Talent, but it had been abandoned. The doors were locked, the sign removed, and the building looked empty and forlorn. It had been too big an operation to simply close up overnight, and I had asked the people in the buildings around them if they had seen them packing up. All of them only shook their heads, saying they didn't know anything about a talent agency or a publishing house. I went to the internet, searching for the sites I had used to track them down before, but any email I sent them was either returned, the email address closed, or ignored. It seemed my search wouldn't be as easy as tracking down the company and getting my Talent back.

I don't know when I started thinking of my thumb drives and notes as my Talent, but eventually, that was the word I began to use as well.

That was when I had taken to staking out the coffee shop. The place was always packed, and if Sereph was looking for other writers to swindle, I thought he might come back here. I had brought my laptop the first few times but had stopped after the first week. I was too distracted to write these days, after finding out my life's work had been stolen, and all I thought about was having my work returned to me. I'd spent the last three weeks drinking coffee and keeping my eyes peeled as I held down the corner booth near the bar. I arrived when the place opened and didn't leave until the final customer had shuffled out.

I found Mr. Sereph after the third week of staking out the coffee shop.

Well, that's not really true.

It was just after sunset on a Tuesday when he found me.

I had been sitting in the corner, listening to the sound of keys clacking and drinks being slurped, when I heard his oily voice ooze through my consciousness.

"What we're looking for is your talent."

I swung my head around sharply. The man was at a nearby table, talking to a blond girl that I had seen hanging around lately. She was working on a screenplay it seemed, working hard it seemed, and she had gained the interest of Libras Talent, it seemed. She looked over the business card and told him she'd think about it before leaving in a hurry. As she passed, I saw her face and could tell that she was as put off by the smiling man as I was.

The man sat for a moment, watching her leave, before turning to look at directly at me, smiling his shark's smile.

"I hear you've been looking for me."

I jumped, not yet sure what I would say to him. Mr. Sereph came sauntering over to my table, taking the empty seat as that too wide smile still made me cringe. He took a sip of the cold cup of coffee I had been ignoring for the last hour and seemed to be waiting for me to speak. He had caught me flat-footed, though, and I was utterly incapable of speechless. In my head, I had always been indignant, downright angry, but now, as I stared into that too-wide smile, I felt unsure of what I was doing.

"I assume that you're here to talk about your Talent. I must say, when it hit the bestseller list, I was shocked. I suppose we could reassess your price if you're looking for more money."

That lit the fire in me.

"I want to know exactly what the hell you think you're doing. You break into my apartment, steal my work, clean out my hard drive, and just think you can bribe me with more…"

"I did none of those things." Mr. Sereph said with a roll of his eyes, "We paid you for your Talent. Your Talent was writing, and we took that which we paid for. You signed a contract and were compensated handsomely."

"Wait...you mean you paid me for my stories?"

Sereph scoffed, "Stories? You think we paid you for the rights to your stories?" He laughed, drawing a few looks from the people near us, "I must ask, have you tried to write since you woke up in your bed?"

I had to think about that. Had I written anything for the past two weeks? Felt compelled to write anything? I had signed my name to a few things, maybe written a text message or two. Other than that, I hadn't written so much as a sentence creatively. I had been having too much fun to think about writing. That should have been weird too. The writing was what I did. Without it, my life would be pointless.

"That's right." Sereph said, taking a long sip of the cold coffee, "You sold us your Talent, rather cheaply too, but your kind usually does. You cut your golden goose open too quickly and find nothing as valuable as what you had."

"So, what is Libres Talent? You sell ideas to other writers?"

Sereph scoffed, "Ideas? You're still thinking too small. Do you think that Talent is something that just lasts forever? Talent is a finite resource. It flows and ebbs. Some people are lucky enough to have a large tidal pool, but some people have to buy others Talents to supplement. Libres Talent finds those in need of Talent, literary, athletic, political, what have you, and we get Talent for them."

My blood ran cold.

"So...I'll never write again?"

Mr. Sereph looked a little sad, "Sorry, kiddo, it looks like you'll just have to live like all these other talentless shlubs. But, hey, if you ever decide you want to buy some talent, do keep in touch."

He left a business card on the table and made his way out.

He left me sitting there, my head in my hands, as the sound of raw creativity clicked and scribbled around me.

I had to stop myself from sobbing.

I didn't even write this story. I haven't written anything more than my name or a shopping list since that day. I haven't heard the call to create or thought about anything besides what to watch on tv or what to eat or dinner since that day I woke up in my bed. I told this story to a friend, and he transcribed it for me so I could post it here. I fear it will be the last thing I ever have a hand in creating. I tell you all of this as a warning. There are people out there who will take advantage of simple human greed to cheat you out of your highest calling. Do not do as I have done, do not trade your Talent for a fist full of silver.

And if you see that bastard with the shark's grin, tell him no.

Whatever he offers is not worth your Talent.
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2020.09.25 04:58 Erutious For Your Talent

Readers will note that i have already published this in the third person on wednesday. Having re-written it in the first person, i like how it reads better. So i invite you to be the judge and tell me what you think. Hope you enjoy.
J. Campbell

I looked at the number written on the paper, and my eyes grew large.

That was way more money than I made in a year, more money than I'd made in my life, and this guy was offering it to me for…

"So, you want to pay me for...what, exactly?"

The man in the black suit stared at me, hollowly, from behind his mirrored glasses. He sat, nonchalantly, across the table at the small coffee shop I had written in for the last four years. I liked the ambiance here, as did many other local writers it seemed. It was a great place to read and write, and I had been coming here for the past year and a half. I could see many others around me, plinking away on their MacBooks or their off the shelf Walmart laptops, as they wrote the next great American novel or the next hit screenplay.

The longer the man sat there, the more I wished he had approached one of them instead.

"It's straightforward," he said, his voice and cadence reminding me of Agent Smith in The Matrix movies, "we want to pay you for your Talents. You come to our office, let us see your Talent, and pay you for your time and effort. Sound like something you might be interested in?"

Then he smiled, his lips sliding away from his perfectly artificial teeth, and I couldn't help but cringe all over.

It was like a dog who's been taught to smile, unsettling, and a little alarming.

But it was a lot of money.

"Let me think about it." I hedged, and the smile slid mechanically from the man's face.

He produced a business card, rising suddenly and holding it out.

"Let us know if you change your mind. The offer is valid whenever you're ready."

He left then, making his way for the door like a shark hunting his next meal.

I looked at the card and wrinkled my eyebrows.

It was a plain white business card, nothing fancy, with the words, "Libras Talent. Because your Talent should never go to waste." printed on it.

I stared at it for a while as my laptop screen went into sleep mode, darkening and allowing me to see myself as I sat in contemplation.

How very curious.

I've been writing in some form or another for my whole life.

When I was a child, I drew pictures and created games for my friends to play. My pictures, my mother swore, always told a story, and my games were never the haphazard mess that my friends often concocted. People who weren't even part of my friend circle often came to join our games, as they were both fun and engaging in a way that was hard for a child to explain. My teachers praised my creativity and expected they would see great things from me someday.

As I grew, so grew my stories. By the time I was in middle school, my works of fantasy were often entered into writing contests and local student works projects. My playground games had evolved into role play games and pieces of interactive fiction. When I was twelve, I discovered the world of Dungeons and Dragons. This began a lifelong love affair with the game, and I quickly took to the role of Game Master. My campaigns were immersive, my characters engaging, and my adventures never fell victim to the usual problems others seemed to encounter. I wrote well, and, again, the adults in my life often praised me, expecting great things from me in the future.

It was a no brainer for me to study writing after high school. I had soared through what is usually a very trying time for teens by channeling my churning emotions into my medium. I had gotten more than one scholarship for writing, and as college loomed, I put all my efforts into my work. I spent the next four years working on a BA in English and Literature. In the end, I felt I had the tools to begin plying my craft professionally.

Now, I was trying to figure out how to turn that Talent into a paycheck so that I could pay my bills. Magazines liked my work but wanted writers with more experience. There were people online who would pay for stories, but not enough to live off of. Agents were interested, but they didn't want to take a chance on someone so young. My writing was always well received, but there was always the ever-present But hanging at the end of all that praise. A few interested publishers had approached me, but it was always the sort that buried the line about price amidst all that talk. I was twenty-six, four years out of college, self-published, untried, and no one was willing to take a chance on me.

Everyone, except Libras Talent, that is.


I Googled them, of course. I had been burned too many times before and wanted to see what was in store if I decided to take their offer. Their website was professional but soulless. Their credentials were numerous but were presented without any real pride. This soulless corporation wanted another book for their accolades, another pet writer for their trophy case. If I signed on with them, I would be just another soulless shill who writes for nothing but a paycheck.

My phone buzzed, jarring me out of my contemplation. I looked down and sighed as I saw the message from the power company. My check had bounced again, and they were going to shut my power off at the end of the month without some kind of immediate action. That likely meant that Mr. Kapish, my boss at the gas station, had given out bad checks again. He would never admit it, and this likely meant that I wouldn't get paid until the end of the month.

I glanced at the card as it sat propped against my monitor.

Or maybe I'd be able to keep the lights on after all.


I nervously checked my phone to make sure I had come to the right place. I had come to a flat looking building, a two-story white stucco number that looked more like a distribution center than a publishing house. I had dressed in my best interview clothes, a polo, and a pair of slacks, and I already felt underdressed and unsure about the situation. The outer facade bore a simple sign, white and stark, just like the business card.

Libras Talent

I thought about leaving, but the call of the money was too much to resist.

I tried the door, and when it opened, it was almost too good to be true.

The woman behind the counter wore a broad smile as I stepped inside. She was looking at the door, as though expecting me. Her pants suit and quaffed hair made her look assembled rather than styled, but I was taken aback by her smiling regard. The waiting area was as stark as the facade, and the receptionist's regard made me feel like I was marked.

Had she been staring at the door the whole time, just waiting for someone to come in?

"Hi," I said shyly, "I'm looking for…"

"Welcome." she said cheerily, "Mr. Sereph is waiting for you in the back. Please go right ahead."

She pointed to a door to the left of the waiting room, and I walked hesitant towards it, a strange feeling growing with every step.

Beyond the door was a long hallway of offices, names neatly printed on the doors.

Mr. Sereph's office was the third in line.

I knocked, and a voice from the other side invited me in.

Mr. Sereph sat behind his desk, the too-wide smile stretching his lips painfully.

"I'm so glad you decided to accept my generous offer."

I sat across from the grinning man, feeling like Faust as he met with the Devil.

"It was too good a deal to pass up, I suppose," I offered lamely.

"Why yes, the money is a fine incentive, isn't it?"

I shuffled in my seat, not liking the man's regard.

"So, how does this work exactly? Do I have to write something for you or…"

I blinked, startled as looked back at Mr. Sereph, and found a contract had appeared on the desk. Mr. Sereph was leaning over the desk, that too wide smile stretching his face, as he handed me a weighty silver pen. Had that contract been there the whole time? I shrank back a little, the too-wide smile putting me off as the man leered at him.

"What's wrong? I thought you were ready to sign?"

"I am," I insisted, reaching shakily for the pen, "but I'm curious to know what this involves?"

"You show us your Talent, and we pay you for it. Couldn't be simpler."

I looked at the contract, unsure of whether to sign or not. I'd heard of writers getting sucked into these unfair contracts before, and I didn't fancy being kept as someone's pet writer. I looked down at the contract, but it wasn't particularly helpful either. They offered to pay me for my "Talent," but that was all it really said. It was very vague, not really saying anything other than that, with a lot of industry, speak in between.

I hesitated, reading over it again and again, as the money loomed up in my mind. That was a lot of money, enough to live comfortably for quite a while if I was careful. No matter what they had me do, that kind of money could change my life. And even if it were repetition or degrading, I'd still be doing what I loved, right?

I signed the contract and pushed it back to the smiling Mr. Sereph, my own smile looking lame next to his.

Mr. Sereph made it disappear before the ink seemed to be dry, and I was left holding the bulky silver pin in numb fingers.

"Excellent, now come with me so we can access your talent."

Mr. Sereph rose from the desk and led me out into the hall. I followed wordlessly, still not quite sure what was expected of me, as Mr. Sereph clacked along on his hard-soled boots. The long corridor slid past as we walked, the sameness a little disorienting. Mr. Sereph stopped outside another nondescript door and held it open for me to enter. Inside was a stark white room, cluttered only by a desk and a pen held in one of those ornate holders you often saw at weddings. Mr. Sereph nodded to the desk, indicating that I should sit.

"What do you want me to do?" I asked, hovering in the doorway.

I wasn't sure I wanted to enter that unblemished space.

"Just take up the pen; it will know what to do from there." Mr. Sereph said, still grinning that troubling smile.

I hesitated a moment longer before walking inside. I had nowhere else to go really, not unless I meant to break the contract. The room seemed to hum around me as I stepped in, and I could almost swear that the same fluorescent lights were present in the walls as well. The whole room seemed to glow softly around me, and when I turned back, I could see Mr. Sereph push the door shut.

The door slamming like a coffin lid behind me, and I was left alone in the room.

I walked to the desk and took a seat. A single piece of paper lay on it, unblemished and waiting for me. As I looked at it, I could swear that the surface moved. I didn't want to touch it, but it seemed to beckon to me none the less. I reached out for the pen, that instrument of creation, and it felt very right in my hand as I lifted it from the holder. I set the tip against the paper, and, again, I thought it moved almost hungrily beneath the tip. What was I meant to do here? What was I meant to write? Show them my Talent? How was I meant to do…

The pen came down on the paper, its tip blotting the surface as though through magnetism. As though some signal had been given, the pen began to move across the page. Suddenly, I was writing. I wrote words, crafted stories, spilled ideas as the paper drank them down before my eyes. I wrote days, weeks, years worth of stories onto the paper as I wrote. My hand cramped, and my wrist ached, but still, the merciless pen took my words. The paper drank greedily, swelling as I worked, growing as it gobbled my ideas. My vision swam as I felt my words dragged out of me. They were sucked from my body, and I felt sure that I must die.

The paper swelled as I wrote. The single-page became sheets, a novel, a towering juggernaut of pages. The room began to fill with pages, pressing against the ceiling and bulging against the walls. I was powerless to stop my hand from writing, and soon the pages began to block out the lights. I wrote in a state of darkness, my hand guided by its own insane engine. The pages pressed at me from all sides, entombing me in the written word. Still, I wrote.

When I finally passed out, it was a blessing.

I saw the pages topple onto me and closed my eyes as I prepared to be crushed beneath them.

The next thing I knew, I was waking up in my bed in my one-bedroom apartment. My arm throbbed, the fingers and hand feeling like rubber. When I tried to move them, I found them asleep and attributed the feeling to that. I shook them, thinking about the weird dream I had just woken up from. I had written himself into a literal tomb, and as I looked at my arm, I almost thought I could see small blisters on my fingers. I sat down at my computer, looking through my emails for job offers to see how I might manage to keep the lights on this month. When I came across a new email from Libras Talent, I thought I had misread it. It was a strange coincidence that I'd been dreaming about them, and now they were sending me a message. Still, I figured they wanted to make me another offer for my Talent, whatever that meant.

I had to read the email a few times, going over its contents a few times before the meaning finally sank in.

Greetings

We would like to thank you again for your Talent. Please find enclosed the agreed-upon payment for your Talent. We hope you are satisfied with your transaction.

Regards
Mr. D Sereph

I read the email repeatedly, still not quite believing it, before opening the app on my phone linked to my bank account. My eyes went wide when I saw the amount that had been deposited there. I goggled at it in disbelief. It hadn't been a dream, after all. I had sold my Talent! I grinned as I thought of the possibilities. Mr. Sereph had been right.

This amount of money could be life-changing.


I sighed as hI stepped back through the door of my apartment. It had been a great two-week vacation to the Bahamas. I'd spent those weeks in the lap of luxury and still hadn't made a dent in the amount of money Mr. Sereph had put in my bank account. It was an exhilarating feeling, being able to do whatever I wanted, living a life few dreamed of.

Now that I was back, though I supposed it was time to get back to work.

The money was nice, but it wouldn't last forever.

The news feed on my computer pinged to let him know that I had a new alert. I smiled as I saw that one of my favorite authors had just released a new book. I opened the link to look at the article but felt a surge of confusion as I read over the synopsis. It was a new novel, not like anything he'd ever written before. A world of high fantasy, a tale of adventure set in the world of Erudar, where the lord of the hunt sought the princess of…

I stood, astonished at what I was reading. That was MY story! I had been fleshing that concept out for years, and my manuscript was almost ready for submission. I had been so close to sending it off...well, maybe in a couple of years, I would have. I just had to be sure that it was ready before I just sent it off like that. Maybe after a few more re-reads, it would be okay to send it. I didn't want to embarrass myself by sending off...

The manuscript.

I had the manuscript saved on Google docs! I flipped on my computer and banged the mouse on the desk. I furiously opened the browser as the screen came up, putting in my information as the log in screen flashed. It would be time-stamped, dated. I could take it to the proper people and prove that this work had been stolen. As I filled in the required fields, I couldn't believe that something like this would happen. You read about this sort of thing happening online, but I never dreamed that it would happen to me. It was unthinkable, it was impossible, it was…

My google doc profile was empty.

The screen was devoid of content. Someone had scuttled my entire account. Nothing was left but an old resume' that was years out of date. Not a short stories or half-finished works. There was nothing here to signify that I had ever done anything at all.

My hand flew to the drawer and pulled it open. The drawer next to my desk was full of thumb drives that I used as a backup. Should the internet ever fall, I wanted something to fall back on, something to begin anew. An odd worry to have, I know, but we writer are often worried about losing our work to unforeseen circumstances. I searched feverishly;y through the drawer, but I needn't have bothered.

The drawer was empty. My hand scraped the too clean bottom of the drawer as my hand scrabbled through it. No note, no thumb drives, no dust, no trash. Nothing! The drawer was maddeningly clean, and I found myself sobbing as I continued to find nothing.

I searched my computer for any trace of my manuscript, stories, and anything, but it had all been erased. I searched my desk for any notes or leavings of my work, but also found nothing. I looked for my drawings, my sketches, but it was as though they had all disappeared. There wasn't a shred of evidence that I had ever created anything. Even the books I had self-published had vanished from my Amazon account, the hard copies absent from my shelves.

That was when I began to panic. What was happening? Someone had been in my apartment. Someone had stolen my work. Someone had taken my whole life and left me with nothing but the fading memories. Someone had stolen...

My blood ran cold.

My Talent.

I combed through my emails, searching for the email from Sereph. If I could find it, I could prove that he had spoken with him, I could get some help finding my works. The police would find prints or evidence that someone had been there, and they could help me get my things back. Money or not, theft was still a serious crime and...

The email was gone, nowhere to be found.

It was as though I had never spoken with him at all.

That was the day I set about finding Mr. Sereph. It became my all-consuming desire, my only goal in life, and I went about it with surgical precision. I had gone down to the building that had been Libras Talent, but it had been abandoned. The doors were locked, the sign removed, and the building looked empty and forlorn. It had been too big an operation to simply close up overnight, and I had asked the people in the buildings around them if they had seen them packing up. All of them only shook their heads, saying they didn't know anything about a talent agency or a publishing house. I went to the internet, searching for the sites I had used to track them down before, but any email I sent them was either returned, the email address closed, or ignored. It seemed my search wouldn't be as easy as tracking down the company and getting my Talent back.

I don't know when I started thinking of my thumb drives and notes as my Talent, but eventually, that was the word I began to use as well.

That was when I had taken to staking out the coffee shop. The place was always packed, and if Sereph was looking for other writers to swindle, I thought he might come back here. I had brought my laptop the first few times but had stopped after the first week. I was too distracted to write these days, after finding out my life's work had been stolen, and all I thought about was having my work returned to me. I'd spent the last three weeks drinking coffee and keeping my eyes peeled as I held down the corner booth near the bar. I arrived when the place opened and didn't leave until the final customer had shuffled out.

I found Mr. Sereph after the third week of staking out the coffee shop.

Well, that's not really true.

It was just after sunset on a Tuesday when he found me.

I had been sitting in the corner, listening to the sound of keys clacking and drinks being slurped, when I heard his oily voice ooze through my consciousness.

"What we're looking for is your talent."

I swung my head around sharply. The man was at a nearby table, talking to a blond girl that I had seen hanging around lately. She was working on a screenplay it seemed, working hard it seemed, and she had gained the interest of Libras Talent, it seemed. She looked over the business card and told him she'd think about it before leaving in a hurry. As she passed, I saw her face and could tell that she was as put off by the smiling man as I was.

The man sat for a moment, watching her leave, before turning to look at directly at me, smiling his shark's smile.

"I hear you've been looking for me."

I jumped, not yet sure what I would say to him. Mr. Sereph came sauntering over to my table, taking the empty seat as that too wide smile still made me cringe. He took a sip of the cold cup of coffee I had been ignoring for the last hour and seemed to be waiting for me to speak. He had caught me flat-footed, though, and I was utterly incapable of speechless. In my head, I had always been indignant, downright angry, but now, as I stared into that too-wide smile, I felt unsure of what I was doing.

"I assume that you're here to talk about your Talent. I must say, when it hit the bestseller list, I was shocked. I suppose we could reassess your price if you're looking for more money."

That lit the fire in me.

"I want to know exactly what the hell you think you're doing. You break into my apartment, steal my work, clean out my hard drive, and just think you can bribe me with more…"

"I did none of those things." Mr. Sereph said with a roll of his eyes, "We paid you for your Talent. Your Talent was writing, and we took that which we paid for. You signed a contract and were compensated handsomely."

"Wait...you mean you paid me for my stories?"

Sereph scoffed, "Stories? You think we paid you for the rights to your stories?" He laughed, drawing a few looks from the people near us, "I must ask, have you tried to write since you woke up in your bed?"

I had to think about that. Had I written anything for the past two weeks? Felt compelled to write anything? I had signed my name to a few things, maybe written a text message or two. Other than that, I hadn't written so much as a sentence creatively. I had been having too much fun to think about writing. That should have been weird too. The writing was what I did. Without it, my life would be pointless.

"That's right." Sereph said, taking a long sip of the cold coffee, "You sold us your Talent, rather cheaply too, but your kind usually does. You cut your golden goose open too quickly and find nothing as valuable as what you had."

"So, what is Libres Talent? You sell ideas to other writers?"

Sereph scoffed, "Ideas? You're still thinking too small. Do you think that Talent is something that just lasts forever? Talent is a finite resource. It flows and ebbs. Some people are lucky enough to have a large tidal pool, but some people have to buy others Talents to supplement. Libres Talent finds those in need of Talent, literary, athletic, political, what have you, and we get Talent for them."

My blood ran cold.

"So...I'll never write again?"

Mr. Sereph looked a little sad, "Sorry, kiddo, it looks like you'll just have to live like all these other talentless shlubs. But, hey, if you ever decide you want to buy some talent, do keep in touch."

He left a business card on the table and made his way out.

He left me sitting there, my head in my hands, as the sound of raw creativity clicked and scribbled around me.

I had to stop myself from sobbing.

I didn't even write this story. I haven't written anything more than my name or a shopping list since that day. I haven't heard the call to create or thought about anything besides what to watch on tv or what to eat or dinner since that day I woke up in my bed. I told this story to a friend, and he transcribed it for me so I could post it here. I fear it will be the last thing I ever have a hand in creating. I tell you all of this as a warning. There are people out there who will take advantage of simple human greed to cheat you out of your highest calling. Do not do as I have done, do not trade your Talent for a fist full of silver.

And if you see that bastard with the shark's grin, tell him no.

Whatever he offers is not worth your Talent.
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2020.09.25 04:55 Erutious For Your Talent

I looked at the number written on the paper, and my eyes grew large.

That was way more money than I made in a year, more money than I'd made in my life, and this guy was offering it to me for…

"So, you want to pay me for...what, exactly?"

The man in the black suit stared at me, hollowly, from behind his mirrored glasses. He sat, nonchalantly, across the table at the small coffee shop I had written in for the last four years. I liked the ambiance here, as did many other local writers it seemed. It was a great place to read and write, and the coffee was an added bonus. I could see many others around me, plinking away on their MacBooks or their off the shelf Walmart laptops, as they wrote the next great American novel or the next hit screenplay.

The longer the man sat there, the more I wished he had approached one of them instead.

"It's straightforward," he said, his voice and cadence reminding me of Agent Smith in The Matrix movies, "we want to pay you for your Talents. You come to our office, let us see your Talent, and pay you for your time and effort. Sound like something you might be interested in?"

Then he smiled, his lips sliding away from his perfectly artificial teeth, and I couldn't help but cringe all over.

It was like a dog who's been taught to smile, unsettling, and a little alarming.

But it was a lot of money.

"Let me think about it." I hedged, and the smile slid mechanically from the man's face.

He produced a business card, rising suddenly and holding it out.

"Let us know if you change your mind. The offer is valid whenever you're ready."

He left then, making his way for the door like a shark hunting his next meal.

I looked at the card and wrinkled my eyebrows.

It was a plain white business card, nothing fancy, with the words, "Libras Talent. Because your Talent should never go to waste." printed on it.

I stared at it for a while as my laptop screen went into sleep mode, darkening and allowing me to see myself as I sat in contemplation.

How very curious.

I've been writing in some form or another for my whole life.

When I was a child, I drew pictures and created games for my friends to play. My pictures, my mother swore, always told a story, and my games were never the haphazard mess that my friends often concocted. People who weren't even part of my friend circle often came to join our games, as they were both fun and engaging in a way that was hard for a child to explain. My teachers praised my creativity and expected they would see great things from me someday.

As I grew, so grew my stories. By the time I was in middle school, my works of fantasy were often entered into writing contests and local student works projects. My playground games had evolved into role play games and pieces of interactive fiction. When I was twelve, I discovered the world of Dungeons and Dragons. This began a lifelong love affair with the game, and I quickly took to the role of Game Master. My campaigns were immersive, my characters engaging, and my adventures never fell victim to the usual problems others seemed to encounter. I wrote well, and, again, the adults in my life often praised me, expecting great things from me in the future.

It was a no brainer for me to study writing after high school. I had soared through what is usually a very trying time for teens by channeling my churning emotions into my medium. I had gotten more than one scholarship for writing, and as college loomed, I put all my efforts into my work. I spent the next four years working on a BA in English and Literature. In the end, I felt I had the tools to begin plying my craft professionally.

Now, I was trying to figure out how to turn that Talent into a paycheck so that I could pay my bills. Magazines liked my work but wanted writers with more experience. There were people online who would pay for stories, but not enough to live off of. Agents were interested, but they didn't want to take a chance on someone so young. My writing was always well received, but there was always the ever-present But hanging at the end of all that praise. A few interested publishers had approached me, but it was always the sort that buried the line about price amidst all that talk. I was twenty-six, four years out of college, self-published, untried, and no one was willing to take a chance on me.

Everyone, except Libras Talent, that is.


I Googled them, of course. I had been burned too many times before and wanted to see what was in store if I decided to take their offer. Their website was professional but soulless. Their credentials were numerous but were presented without any real pride. This soulless corporation wanted another book for their accolades, another pet writer for their trophy case. If I signed on with them, I would be just another soulless shill who writes for nothing but a paycheck.

My phone buzzed, jarring me out of my contemplation. I looked down and sighed as I saw the message from the power company. My check had bounced again, and they were going to shut my power off at the end of the month without some kind of immediate action. That likely meant that Mr. Kapish, my boss at the gas station, had given out bad checks again. He would never admit it, and this likely meant that I wouldn't get paid until the end of the month.

I glanced at the card as it sat propped against my monitor.

Or maybe I'd be able to keep the lights on after all.


I nervously checked my phone to make sure I had come to the right place. I had come to a flat looking building, a two-story white stucco number that looked more like a distribution center than a publishing house. I had dressed in my best interview clothes, a polo, and a pair of slacks, and I already felt underdressed and unsure about the situation. The outer facade bore a simple sign, white and stark, just like the business card.

Libras Talent

I thought about leaving, but the call of the money was too much to resist.

I tried the door, and when it opened, it was almost too good to be true.

The woman behind the counter wore a broad smile as I stepped inside. She was looking at the door, as though expecting me. Her pants suit and quaffed hair made her look assembled rather than styled, but I was taken aback by her smiling regard. The waiting area was as stark as the facade, and the receptionist's regard made me feel like I was marked.

Had she been staring at the door the whole time, just waiting for someone to come in?

"Hi," I said shyly, "I'm looking for…"

"Welcome." she said cheerily, "Mr. Sereph is waiting for you in the back. Please go right ahead."

She pointed to a door to the left of the waiting room, and I walked hesitant towards it, a strange feeling growing with every step.

Beyond the door was a long hallway of offices, names neatly printed on the doors.

Mr. Sereph's office was the third in line.

I knocked, and a voice from the other side invited me in.

Mr. Sereph sat behind his desk, the too-wide smile stretching his lips painfully.

"I'm so glad you decided to accept my generous offer."

I sat across from the grinning man, feeling like Faust as he met with the Devil.

"It was too good a deal to pass up, I suppose," I offered lamely.

"Why yes, the money is a fine incentive, isn't it?"

I shuffled in my seat, not liking the man's regard.

"So, how does this work exactly? Do I have to write something for you or…"

I blinked, startled as looked back at Mr. Sereph, and found a contract had appeared on the desk. Mr. Sereph was leaning over the desk, that too wide smile stretching his face, as he handed me a weighty silver pen. Had that contract been there the whole time? I shrank back a little, the too-wide smile putting me off as the man leered at him.

"What's wrong? I thought you were ready to sign?"

"I am," I insisted, reaching shakily for the pen, "but I'm curious to know what this involves?"

"You show us your Talent, and we pay you for it. Couldn't be simpler."

I looked at the contract, unsure of whether to sign or not. I'd heard of writers getting sucked into these unfair contracts before, and I didn't fancy being kept as someone's pet writer. I looked down at the contract, but it wasn't particularly helpful either. They offered to pay me for my "Talent," but that was all it really said. It was very vague, not really saying anything other than that, with a lot of industry, speak in between.

I hesitated, reading over it again and again, as the money loomed up in my mind. That was a lot of money, enough to live comfortably for quite a while if I was careful. No matter what they had me do, that kind of money could change my life. And even if it were repetition or degrading, I'd still be doing what I loved, right?

I signed the contract and pushed it back to the smiling Mr. Sereph, my own smile looking lame next to his.

Mr. Sereph made it disappear before the ink seemed to be dry, and I was left holding the bulky silver pin in numb fingers.

"Excellent, now come with me so we can access your talent."

Mr. Sereph rose from the desk and led me out into the hall. I followed wordlessly, still not quite sure what was expected of me, as Mr. Sereph clacked along on his hard-soled boots. The long corridor slid past as we walked, the sameness a little disorienting. Mr. Sereph stopped outside another nondescript door and held it open for me to enter. Inside was a stark white room, cluttered only by a desk and a pen held in one of those ornate holders you often saw at weddings. Mr. Sereph nodded to the desk, indicating that I should sit.

"What do you want me to do?" I asked, hovering in the doorway.

I wasn't sure I wanted to enter that unblemished space.

"Just take up the pen; it will know what to do from there." Mr. Sereph said, still grinning that troubling smile.

I hesitated a moment longer before walking inside. I had nowhere else to go really, not unless I meant to break the contract. The room seemed to hum around me as I stepped in, and I could almost swear that the same fluorescent lights were present in the walls as well. The whole room seemed to glow softly around me, and when I turned back, I could see Mr. Sereph push the door shut.

The door slamming like a coffin lid behind me, and I was left alone in the room.

I walked to the desk and took a seat. A single piece of paper lay on it, unblemished and waiting for me. As I looked at it, I could swear that the surface moved. I didn't want to touch it, but it seemed to beckon to me none the less. I reached out for the pen, that instrument of creation, and it felt very right in my hand as I lifted it from the holder. I set the tip against the paper, and, again, I thought it moved almost hungrily beneath the tip. What was I meant to do here? What was I meant to write? Show them my Talent? How was I meant to do…

The pen came down on the paper, its tip blotting the surface as though through magnetism. As though some signal had been given, the pen began to move across the page. Suddenly, I was writing. I wrote words, crafted stories, spilled ideas as the paper drank them down before my eyes. I wrote days, weeks, years worth of stories onto the paper as I wrote. My hand cramped, and my wrist ached, but still, the merciless pen took my words. The paper drank greedily, swelling as I worked, growing as it gobbled my ideas. My vision swam as I felt my words dragged out of me. They were sucked from my body, and I felt sure that I must die.

The paper swelled as I wrote. The single-page became sheets, a novel, a towering juggernaut of pages. The room began to fill with pages, pressing against the ceiling and bulging against the walls. I was powerless to stop my hand from writing, and soon the pages began to block out the lights. I wrote in a state of darkness, my hand guided by its own insane engine. The pages pressed at me from all sides, entombing me in the written word. Still, I wrote.

When I finally passed out, it was a blessing.

I saw the pages topple onto me and closed my eyes as I prepared to be crushed beneath them.

The next thing I knew, I was waking up in my bed in my one-bedroom apartment. My arm throbbed, the fingers and hand feeling like rubber. When I tried to move them, I found them asleep and attributed the feeling to that. I shook them, thinking about the weird dream I had just woken up from. I had written himself into a literal tomb, and as I looked at my arm, I almost thought I could see small blisters on my fingers. I sat down at my computer, looking through my emails for job offers to see how I might manage to keep the lights on this month. When I came across a new email from Libras Talent, I thought I had misread it. It was a strange coincidence that I'd been dreaming about them, and now they were sending me a message. Still, I figured they wanted to make me another offer for my Talent, whatever that meant.

I had to read the email a few times, going over its contents a few times before the meaning finally sank in.

Greetings

We would like to thank you again for your Talent. Please find enclosed the agreed-upon payment for your Talent. We hope you are satisfied with your transaction.

Regards
Mr. D Sereph

I read the email repeatedly, still not quite believing it, before opening the app on my phone linked to my bank account. My eyes went wide when I saw the amount that had been deposited there. I goggled at it in disbelief. It hadn't been a dream, after all. I had sold my Talent! I grinned as I thought of the possibilities. Mr. Sereph had been right.

This amount of money could be life-changing.


I sighed as hI stepped back through the door of my apartment. It had been a great two-week vacation to the Bahamas. I'd spent those weeks in the lap of luxury and still hadn't made a dent in the amount of money Mr. Sereph had put in my bank account. It was an exhilarating feeling, being able to do whatever I wanted, living a life few dreamed of.

Now that I was back, though I supposed it was time to get back to work.

The money was nice, but it wouldn't last forever.

The news feed on my computer pinged to let him know that I had a new alert. I smiled as I saw that one of my favorite authors had just released a new book. I opened the link to look at the article but felt a surge of confusion as I read over the synopsis. It was a new novel, not like anything he'd ever written before. A world of high fantasy, a tale of adventure set in the world of Erudar, where the lord of the hunt sought the princess of…

I stood, astonished at what I was reading. That was MY story! I had been fleshing that concept out for years, and my manuscript was almost ready for submission. I had been so close to sending it off...well, maybe in a couple of years, I would have. I just had to be sure that it was ready before I just sent it off like that. Maybe after a few more re-reads, it would be okay to send it. I didn't want to embarrass myself by sending off...

The manuscript.

I had the manuscript saved on Google docs! I flipped on my computer and banged the mouse on the desk. I furiously opened the browser as the screen came up, putting in my information as the log in screen flashed. It would be time-stamped, dated. I could take it to the proper people and prove that this work had been stolen. As I filled in the required fields, I couldn't believe that something like this would happen. You read about this sort of thing happening online, but I never dreamed that it would happen to me. It was unthinkable, it was impossible, it was…

My google doc profile was empty.

The screen was devoid of content. Someone had scuttled my entire account. Nothing was left but an old resume' that was years out of date. Not a short stories or half-finished works. There was nothing here to signify that I had ever done anything at all.

My hand flew to the drawer and pulled it open. The drawer next to my desk was full of thumb drives that I used as a backup. Should the internet ever fall, I wanted something to fall back on, something to begin anew. An odd worry to have, I know, but we writer are often worried about losing our work to unforeseen circumstances. I searched feverishly through the drawer, but I needn't have bothered.

The drawer was empty. My hand scraped the too clean bottom of the drawer as my hand scrabbled through it. No note, no thumb drives, no dust, no trash. Nothing! The drawer was maddeningly clean, and I found myself sobbing as I continued to find nothing.

I searched my computer for any trace of my manuscript, stories, and anything, but it had all been erased. I searched my desk for any notes or leavings of my work, but also found nothing. I looked for my drawings, my sketches, but it was as though they had all disappeared. There wasn't a shred of evidence that I had ever created anything. Even the books I had self-published had vanished from my Amazon account, the hard copies absent from my shelves.

That was when I began to panic. What was happening? Someone had been in my apartment. Someone had stolen my work. Someone had taken my whole life and left me with nothing but the fading memories. Someone had stolen...

My blood ran cold.

My Talent.

I combed through my emails, searching for the email from Sereph. If I could find it, I could prove that he had spoken with him, I could get some help finding my works. The police would find prints or evidence that someone had been there, and they could help me get my things back. Money or not, theft was still a serious crime and...

The email was gone, nowhere to be found.

It was as though I had never spoken with him at all.

That was the day I set about finding Mr. Sereph. It became my all-consuming desire, my only goal in life, and I went about it with surgical precision. I had gone down to the building that had been Libras Talent, but it had been abandoned. The doors were locked, the sign removed, and the building looked empty and forlorn. It had been too big an operation to simply close up overnight, and I had asked the people in the buildings around them if they had seen them packing up. All of them only shook their heads, saying they didn't know anything about a talent agency or a publishing house. I went to the internet, searching for the sites I had used to track them down before, but any email I sent them was either returned, the email address closed, or ignored. It seemed my search wouldn't be as easy as tracking down the company and getting my Talent back.

I don't know when I started thinking of my thumb drives and notes as my Talent, but eventually, that was the word I began to use as well.

That was when I had taken to staking out the coffee shop. The place was always packed, and if Sereph was looking for other writers to swindle, I thought he might come back here. I had brought my laptop the first few times but had stopped after the first week. I was too distracted to write these days, after finding out my life's work had been stolen, and all I thought about was having my work returned to me. I'd spent the last three weeks drinking coffee and keeping my eyes peeled as I held down the corner booth near the bar. I arrived when the place opened and didn't leave until the final customer had shuffled out.

I found Mr. Sereph after the third week of staking out the coffee shop.

Well, that's not really true.

It was just after sunset on a Tuesday when he found me.

I had been sitting in the corner, listening to the sound of keys clacking and drinks being slurped, when I heard his oily voice ooze through my consciousness.

"What we're looking for is your talent."

I swung my head around sharply. The man was at a nearby table, talking to a blond girl that I had seen hanging around lately. She was working on a screenplay it seemed, working hard it seemed, and she had gained the interest of Libras Talent, it seemed. She looked over the business card and told him she'd think about it before leaving in a hurry. As she passed, I saw her face and could tell that she was as put off by the smiling man as I was.

The man sat for a moment, watching her leave, before turning to look at directly at me, smiling his shark's smile.

"I hear you've been looking for me."

I jumped, not yet sure what I would say to him. Mr. Sereph came sauntering over to my table, taking the empty seat as that too wide smile still made me cringe. He took a sip of the cold cup of coffee I had been ignoring for the last hour and seemed to be waiting for me to speak. He had caught me flat-footed, though, and I was utterly incapable of speechless. In my head, I had always been indignant, downright angry, but now, as I stared into that too-wide smile, I felt unsure of what I was doing.

"I assume that you're here to talk about your Talent. I must say, when it hit the bestseller list, I was shocked. I suppose we could reassess your price if you're looking for more money."

That lit the fire in me.

"I want to know exactly what the hell you think you're doing. You break into my apartment, steal my work, clean out my hard drive, and just think you can bribe me with more…"

"I did none of those things." Mr. Sereph said with a roll of his eyes, "We paid you for your Talent. Your Talent was writing, and we took that which we paid for. You signed a contract and thus the fruits of your talent became ours. We did not steal them, we merely repossessed our property."

"Wait...you mean you paid me for my stories?"

Sereph scoffed, "Stories? You think we paid you for the rights to your stories?" He laughed, drawing a few looks from the people near us, "I must ask, have you tried to write since you woke up in your bed?"

I had to think about that. Had I written anything for the past two weeks? Felt compelled to write anything? I had signed my name to a few things, maybe written a text message or two. Other than that, I hadn't written so much as a sentence creatively. I had been having too much fun to think about writing. That should have been weird too. The writing was what I did. Without it, my life would be pointless.

"That's right." Sereph said, taking a long sip of the cold coffee, "You sold us your Talent, rather cheaply too, but your kind usually does. You cut your golden goose open too quickly and find nothing as valuable as what you had."

"So, what is Libres Talent? You sell ideas to other writers?"

Sereph scoffed, "Ideas? You're still thinking too small. Do you think that Talent is something that just lasts forever? Talent is a finite resource. It flows and ebbs. Some people are lucky enough to have a large tidal pool, but some people have to buy others Talents to supplement. Libres Talent finds those in need of Talent, literary, athletic, political, what have you, and we get Talent for them."

My blood ran cold.

"So...I'll never write again?"

Mr. Sereph looked a little sad, "Sorry, kiddo, it looks like you'll just have to live like all these other talentless shlubs. But, hey, if you ever decide you want to buy some talent, do keep in touch."

He left a business card on the table and made his way out.

He left me sitting there, my head in my hands, as the sound of raw creativity clicked and scribbled around me.

I had to stop myself from sobbing.

I didn't even write this story. I haven't written anything more than my name or a shopping list since that day. I haven't heard the call to create or thought about anything besides what to watch on tv or what to eat or dinner since that day I woke up in my bed. I told this story to a friend, and he transcribed it for me so I could post it here. I fear it will be the last thing I ever have a hand in creating. I tell you all of this as a warning. There are people out there who will take advantage of simple human greed to cheat you out of your highest calling. Do not do as I have done, do not trade your Talent for a fist full of silver.

And if you see that bastard with the shark's grin, tell him no.

Whatever he offers is not worth your Talent.
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2020.09.24 06:28 memesandcommunism LETTER TO REDDIT CEO

Open Letter to Steve Huffman and the Board of Directors of Reddit, Inc– If you believe in standing up to hate and supporting black lives, you need to act
Open Letter to Steve Huffman and the Board of Directors of Reddit, Inc – If you believe in standing up to hate and supporting black lives, you need to act
Dear Steve,
On June 1, you shared a letter on Reddit’s blog “Remember the Human – Black Lives Matter”. In this letter, you claim “as Snoos, we do not tolerate hate, racism, and violence, and while we have work to do to fight these on our platform, our values are clear.”
As of today, neither you nor any other Reddit admins have shared this letter anywhere on reddit.com. However, the response to this message was swift on Twitter, where you were rightfully labeled as hypocritical based on your long and well-recorded history of defending racism and white supremacy on this site.
Among the many responses was this message from former CEO of Reddit, Ellen Pao.
I am obligated to call you out: You should have shut down the_donald instead of amplifying it and its hate, racism, and violence. So much of what is happening now lies at your feet. You don't get to say BLM when reddit nurtures and monetizes white supremacy and hate all day long
Many others shared links and screenshots of your past statements saying “Open racism and slurs are fine to post on Reddit”.
The problem of Reddit’s leadership supporting and providing a platform for racist users and hateful communities has long been an issue. Nearly six years ago, dozens of subreddits signed the original open letter to the Reddit admins calling for action. While the Reddit admins acknowledged the letter and said it was a high priority to address this issue, extremely little has been done in the intervening years.
On June 5, you shared this update on /Announcements, Upcoming changes to our content policy, our board, and where we’re going from here. In the post, you stated that there is a need for continued adjustments of Reddit’s content policy to address racism and that this remains a priority. These continued statements that you hear us, that this is a priority, or that you are working on it are not enough. It has been five years since your return as CEO and this still remains Reddit’s most glaring problem.
Steve, if you and Reddit genuinely care about the values of standing up to racism and hate, then you need to back it up with real action. As moderators on this website who have dedicated countless hours to keeping this site running, we call on Reddit to take the following steps:
At /AgainstHateSubreddits, we have laid out the many failures of Steve time and again to stand up to white supremacy on this site time and time and time again.
With a website with the impact of Reddit on the broader conversations being held in communities around the world, this website needs real leadership and real action.
We hope that Reddit will not just share empty platitudes — but will take a meaningful stand against hate, and take these recommendations to heart.
This letter is co-signed by more than 200 300 350 430 550 650 800 communities representing well over 200 hundreds of millions of subscribers:
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