2022.01.23 15:27 Coozxeek What breed is Dani? Got him from my uncle.
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2022.01.23 15:27 stilllovesjahV2 Secular Sexuality - An excellent podcast that hosts sex experts and takes live calls. This podcast has really helped me with my view on sex, I highly recommend it.
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2022.01.23 15:27 Happy-History1776 🏆NFT GIVEAWAY🏆 ONLY 28/50 Available!!! Get them while they last!!! SEE COMMENT FOR DETAILS!!!
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2022.01.23 15:27 Jovlo Dealing with an artillerist artificer
First of all, if one of the players in the campaign you are playing is a white thiefling fighter named Ea, read no further!
I’m an inexperienced DM running a campaign for 6 of my friends. So far, my players have had no trouble beating the combat encounters I’ve thrown at them and I’m trying to raise the difficulty. The party’s Artificer, played by my significant other, can sometimes make me feel like my monsters will never be able to pose a significant threat.
The “problem” is of course the turrets. They have 5x the artificer’s level in hit points (25 at the moment) and their AC is a whopping 18! The only weak point they seem to have is that their saving throws have no bonuses to the roll. But, even if I manage to take down a turret, it just takes a spell slot and an action to create a brand new one. It seems pointless to try to destroy them als long as the player has spell slots.
The most difficult turret to deal with in my experience is the protector turret, which grants allies within 10 feet 1d8 + INT modifier temporary hit points every round as a bonus action. That is 6 to 13 temporary hit points for potentially the entire party. I’ve seen the players clump together around the turret in one encounter. The artificer rolled high on the temporary hit points every time and I couldn’t even make a scratch on the party.
Now you might be thinking, if they’re all clumped together, just start lobbing Fireballs at them. Sure, that will work, but I feel like all encounters would require Fireballs or similar effects and encounters will become forced, repetitive and predictable. Fellow DM’s, do you have any tips on how to create challenging encounters with an artillerist in the party?
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2022.01.23 15:27 tayijuana_ Bird of Paradise pruning help! When this leaf was a new baby, my kitten got a hold of her. Should I prune her?
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2022.01.23 15:27 AmmonWho42 Ask Sayori! (Q & A)
I'm going to be working on a Q&A series, where you all come up with questions to ask Sayori (Well, this Variant of her, anyway), and she answers them in the Custom Dialogue that I make. There's going to be more than one, so don't worry if your question doesn't get chosen this time.
So, if you could ask Sayori one thing, what would it be?
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2022.01.23 15:27 AncientFudge1984 The Burden of Pandemic Responsibility in Iowa: a response to the most recent DSM Register editorial about the Pandemic
In this week’s editorial, while the editors correctly identified that no pandemic help is coming from either the federal or state government, they again place the burden on Iowans to slow the spread of the disease. In a paragraph the editors dismiss both the governor’s and the president’s responsibility and abject failure to control the spread of Omicron. Both the state and the federal government have failed to put in place any coherent system of pandemic response in the two years of pandemic. While the burden to protect Iowans does rest in part on Iowans, the governor and the president both have to answer for the place in which we find ourselves. Placing the entire burden upon Iowans endorses the narrative that it is only the individual’s responsibility to protect the community from Covid. While we can all do our part, individuals, as a nation and as a state, clearly are not “doing the right thing,” evidenced in both the number of cases per day, hospitalizations per day, and most of all number of deaths per day.
Unless the editors believe this editorial will spur some sort of change, as a news organization, it’s your responsibility to make visible the fact that both the governor’s and the president’s policies have abjectly failed, and this failure is costing hundreds to thousands of American lives a day. While I understand the temptation to give up on both the state and federal response, as a state and nation we cannot. We, as a people, must demand better from both the governor and the president. As a news outlet it is your duty to give us voice. This editorial contributes to the problem of shifting blame to the individual and contributes to the overall narrative that it is solely the individual’s burden to respond to the pandemic.
As the pandemic continues remember that it is indeed our duty to do our part, but, we cannot let the state and federal government shirk their responsibility to us. We deserve a coherent, transparent state and federal plan. We deserve action from the state and federal government to help us live our lives safely without fear we might contract or spread a potentially deadly illness.
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2022.01.23 15:27 iaintwithit Selling 1 Tchami x AC Slater ticket 1/29 for $95
Can show proof of purchase and anything needed. Venmo works best and Dice transfer for the ticket. I bought 3 but only will be using two. Thanks!
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2022.01.23 15:27 davetenhave Opinion | Microsoft's betting big on gaming — and the data it can collect from it
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2022.01.23 15:27 broji04 Give me a zombie apocalypse game where society slowly rebuilds.
This may be best as a simulation game like civilization, although I can also see it working as a TV show. Give me a story where all is lost, society is all but crumbled, but long after the apocalypse we get to see society rebuild, show us governments slowly form that control more and more territory, show us how they slowly learn to eradicate the zombies and create safe havens, show us how the society slowly goes from scavenging to actually being self sufficient via farming and animal slaughter. Eventually radio would return, first as a way of maintaining contact with people and then as a way for entertaining. Education would resume with teachers returning, maybe Eventually we'd even see sporting events.
I'm sick of zombie apocalypse stories being all "ahh humanity sucks and there's no semblance of society left; go wild in anarchy vill!" I want something that actually reflects positively on humanity.
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2022.01.23 15:27 Kaigen87 Cursed Abandoned Farmhouse [40x40]
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2022.01.23 15:27 Highlander2891 2009 Accord; 190k miles; “tune up” needed ?
As title states, 2009 accord with 190k miles coming up and wanting to put in some small DIY tune up / maintenance on the car. So far it’s been running fine no issue.
With the car market being as crazy as it is, what would be considered important tune up items to ensure longevity? Also don’t want to put in 2k$ worth of changes for a 5/6k car.
Since I live in an apartment complex; amount of work I can do would be somewhat limited.
Things I was considering : 1.Replacing spark plugs (do they need to be gapped, or should they be good out of the box ?) 2. Both air filters 3.check hoses for cracks/ leakage - was thinking of putting small amount of soapy water and running engine and see if bubbles appear - this a bad idea ? 4. Replace P/S fluid - never did this, always topped off - was informed to do with turkey baster 5. Check coolant - level and top off 6. Top off windshield wiper fluid 7. Clean battery - dirty around the top - any safety precautions prior to this? Car will be off 8. Apply some lub/grease on all latches
Open to any additional things to keep it running
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2022.01.23 15:27 Bookworm200913 This is the new children activity book
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2022.01.23 15:27 ReeseBalt Pretty piece of fluorite I got at the flea market today :,)
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2022.01.23 15:27 yarrakovic22 Galaxy Sample Pack
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2022.01.23 15:27 Vasilisa_Blud Forgetting your whole life
Does Anybody Else: keep forgetting your own life like it was blank with some sparkles and foggy images here and there. It seems like I do it more often than everyone else. I used to collect some objects to look at them from time to time to make the memories a little stronger, thankfully smartphones and cloud photo storage appeared, and now I can just take photos of them before throwing them out. I also write down everything important. I literally can't remember anything clearly, my brain MRI is OK. If yes, what do you do with this?
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2022.01.23 15:27 TylerReigns95 Brandon
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2022.01.23 15:27 Medical-Math-1942 Kediler zehirlenmiş
Garaja giren kediler jeneratör dumanından zehirlenmiş açık havaya çıkarmaktan başka yapabileceğim bişey var mı. Veterinere gidemem yollar kapalı. Bulduğumda baygındılar biraz kendilerine geldiler ama miyavlıyolar.
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2022.01.23 15:27 CynicalBagel Bds still sleeping😴
2022.01.23 15:27 imll99 China Receives An Ultimatum on IUU Fishing After Sea Shepherd Exposes the Activities of Its Fleet
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2022.01.23 15:27 elisaren Researching Smart Collars for Veterinary Use
Hello, all! I hope that this is alright to post. I am a User Experience Design student working with a client who has developed a smart collar for dogs and horses. Unlike many pet wearables currently on the market, this collar is meant to assist vets with point-of-care and monitoring animals with critical or chronic health conditions. I would love to get some feedback from the vet tech community on how we can ensure this collar will be useful for them.
If you have 5 minutes to fill out our survey, it would be much appreciated! https://forms.gle/FKk2J4UHJ7MdGiWo9
Would also be interested in getting a general sense of your opinions of wearable animal tech if you want to leave a comment on this post.
Thank you for your time!
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2022.01.23 15:27 Due-Major [USA-NJ] [H] Gigabyte RX580 8GB 2 fans [W] PayPal
Looking to sell my Gigabyte RX580 8GB 2 fans with the original box after I parted out my whole PC rig without GPU. It served me well in the past for CSGO, Forza Horizon, etc. Never mined on, recently cleaned and repasted.
$300 shipped OBO
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2022.01.23 15:27 s0las Drowning doesn't always kill you.
I lost my son to the sea three years ago. He was ten years old and he’d been swimming since he was a baby.
It was an unseasonably warm day. The beach was full of people soaking in the wan sunlight after a cold, wet winter. My son was picking along the shoreline among the other children, searching for clams and shells and the like. Every few minutes I’d glance up at him, a reflex I’d mastered over the years as the parent of a boy who loved the water. No one was swimming- it was far too cold, and the cold spray of the roiling foam-capped waves kept the children safely back.
When I glanced up again, my son was gone. I scanned the children at the water’s edge once, twice, looking for his black-haired head. Three times, four. That feeling began to settle in. There’s no way I can explain it to anyone who’s not a parent. It’s the sickest, worst feeling in the world. A primal feeling, millions of years old.
I scanned the entire length of the beach in my sight again. No black hair and blue swimsuit. The feeling began to climb up my throat, sit heavy in my head.
The rest of that day is a blur. The dread just rose in me, getting higher and higher until it was like a droning in my head blocking out every other sound. Rose until the feeling of it inside me made me scream his name in desperation until I tasted blood in the back of my throat.
The Coast Guard searched for him for a week. On the seventh day, after they called, I went home and drank two bottles of whiskey. I filled up the bathtub until it spilled a steady shimmering curtain onto the floor. I held my head under the water as long as I could, hoping that eventually my brain would be oxygen-starved enough to let me die, to grant me the will to keep my head down long enough. As my lungs screamed and my body shook I thought of my son. I thought of what he felt. The salt and the current and the cold, cold sea.
My ex found me sobbing on the floor. My vomit had mixed with the flooding bathwater and was seeping out into the carpeted hall, a blooming stain. She gently helped me into the guest bedroom and laid me down, pulling the duvet over my sopping body. Then she left.
I don’t remember the funeral.
My ex kicked me out a month later. I lived with my parents and went to rehab and grief counseling. I did everything you’re supposed to do. I cried, I raged, I went through life on auto-pilot.
I accepted that my son was dead. I really did. But my dreams tormented me. I’d be back on the beach and I’d see my son emerge from the sea. First a black head from the waves. Then he’d wade through the surf, black to skin-brown to blue trunks. I would run to him but I could never see him clearly. When I went to go cup his face in my hands, my palms would fill with tiny silver baitfish.
Relapses came and went. Empty promises to my parents. Futile exercises in the bathroom mirror.
The next May came and I returned to the spot where I lost my boy.
It was overcast, still cold despite the blooming blush of green on the dunes. The beach was mostly empty. I stood with my hands in my jacket pockets, staring out at the waves and the rocks like I expected my son to be there.
Then, suddenly, I was seeing my dream. A black head was emerging from the water near the rocks. All of the breath left my lungs in one fell swoop.
Black head, shoulders emerging, the vaguely human shape of a torso. But as it got closer I saw it wasn’t quite human, and it wasn’t quite black. More of a dark grey. My son’s hair had been black as night.
I stood frozen as the figure bobbed in the water. It did not walk ashore. I made my way over the sand to the waterline.
It’s…difficult to describe what I saw. So many creatures of myth are simply humans with recognizable animal traits. The tail of a mermaid, the hooves of a satyr, but a human face. This was not the case.
It had the head of a harbor seal, but something was…off about the shoulders. Like it had human shoulders squeezed into a seal’s body.
It opened its mouth and let out a bark. I flinched. It barked again and I realized it was speaking to me. Its voice was rough as gravel.
“You,” it said.
“Me?” I replied dumbly.
“You lost your child here,” the creature said. It spoke haltingly, in an odd tone. Obviously English wasn’t its first language.
“Yes, I did,” I replied. Was I dreaming?
The thing tilted its head at me.
“I know what’s like to lose young,” it said. “My pups have died to be the fat in your lamps. Meat in your throat. Even if an age has passed, I remember. But your young.”
The creature bobbed in the water a bit. My hands turned into claws in the collar of my jacket.
“Your young,” the creature continued. “Lover of the sea, was he. Kin to it as much as human can be. Seawater in his veins. And he is living still.”
“What do you mean?” I asked. My voice quavered and broke.
“Living still,” the creature repeated. “Come and I will show you.”
I wish I could say I had an inkling of doubt, of apprehension. But in the moment, I realized I didn’t give a shit if the thing was just trying to eat me or drown me. Being ripped to shreds would be a relief compared to the pain I was feeling.
So I shed my coat and scarf. Shivering, I waded into the icy water. As I got closer to the creature, I feared it more and more. Its shape was so unnatural. But I think I knew that I was laying eyes upon it that were rarely blessed with such a sight. There is so much in our world not meant for the cold analytical gaze of humans, so much beyond logic that slips past our vision.
I was in water up to my collarbone. Freezing cold, trying to bounce in time with the waves until I got a faceful of icy seawater and then I was shivering all over. The creature blinked its black eyes at me.
“You will want to breathe,” it said. “Do not.”
I felt it grab me under the water. Something that was a claw, a flipper and a hand all at once, warm in the cold sea. Then it twisted its body and dragged me under.
The water rushed into my nostrils instantly, filling my whole head with stinging pain. I hissed and inhaled more water, salt stinging my throat. My whole system spasmed in response to the sudden lack of oxygen and the pain. How to describe the suffering I felt in that moment? But when the paroxysm passed, and I came to myself again, I was gliding through the water so fast it seemed impossible.
Cautiously I opened my eyes. I could see. Not well, but I could see. I could see the blue-grey of the water, the occasional ghostly shape of a jellyfish whizzing by. I could see the massive dark shape of the creature by my side, its claws digging into my arm. It moved and swam like a seal, despite the extra joints in its “flippers”.
We traveled for about three minutes in total, I think. I lost all sense of direction. And then, in a sudden rush, we stopped moving.
It took my blurry vision a moment to adjust. The creature looked at me, then jerked its head towards the sea floor.
At first glance, it looked like a little reef, its surface textured with different corals. Then I saw the shape of it. Two long tapering things, running into a rocky torso, branching into arms. Little reaching bits of bone-white coral at the ends, five of them; fingers. In the center of it, a cavernous hole with salty deposits stretching above, arcing like ribs over a little hollow bursting with soft anemones and sea cucumbers and other fleshy creatures.
And then the head. A bulbous thing, nothing but dark hollows left of eyes and mouth. It was loose from the seafloor, connected to the rest of the reef by strands of something long that twitched in the current. Strands of black hair on its crown, waving gently like the kelp all around it.
It turned towards me, the floating thing. It was subtle, like a simple motion of the current. But as it saw me, the mouth moved. A sound came from it, delayed as it traveled to my ears. Something deep, like a quiet whale call. But there was a strained undertone to it, something that was undeniably human and high-pitched. From the mouth came a stream of bubbles and a little cloud of silver baitfish.
I don’t know what happened then. I remember breaking the surface, gasping for air and choking on the seawater I’d been breathing. There was no helping hand to bring me to shore save the current. A passerby revived me, and they took me to the hospital.
I am writing this down now not as a warning, but as a signal of hope, of providence. To be drowned is not to die. It is to become something greater than yourself, to become a host to life big and small.
My son is out there. I saw him there; he is alive. And tomorrow, when they release me from the hospital, I will be returning to him. This post is the last thing I will write. Do not attempt to find us.
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2022.01.23 15:27 jobsinanywhere Frustrated Arsenal boss Arteta blames ‘lack of attacking quality’ for Burnley draw but hints they WON'T sign new striker