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2022.01.21 02:45 sonofnobody Very alive Ged, who says if I won't feed him, he'll eat me.
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2022.01.21 02:45 Upstander123 Solo t4 enderman boss no armor (will do again but with shaders after jerry) Sorry udkay, it had to be done >:)
2022.01.21 02:45 Gallus Captain Hook - How (not) to look for vulnerabilities in Java applications
2022.01.21 02:45 omegacluster New Music Additions 2022-01-20
Today's additions are:
2022.01.21 02:45 Cocoadian Started about 2 months ago and just wanted to showcase my progress. I am still looking for advice or gold to join and learn from.
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2022.01.21 02:45 billyyankNova Because fuck those Egyptians.
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2022.01.21 02:45 Nobel6OfReach Can someone tell me what type of cat I have
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2022.01.21 02:45 Simke455 Yes
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2022.01.21 02:45 inicodhdgrf 🐺Dogepack | The World can be a cruel and messy place, that's why we have to stick together! | This is a BSC Reflections token 🤑 | We have our own Animated NFT, more are on the way! 🔜 | Upcoming NFT Metaverse 👀 | FairLaunch soon 🚀 | Friends by choice, Pack by fate 💪
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2022.01.21 02:45 IMexicann Andrada in Argentina bench, Stefan in Colombia, Vegas in Chile, then Tata does this. Ima be honest the CWC dream is practically dead. I've been a long time fan of this team and have seen miracles but this felt like the best shot. Won't be surprised if we don't even make it past quarterfinals.
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2022.01.21 02:45 BruhMoment_Memes Otto is... Finally Resting
2022.01.21 02:45 williamsm000 Does an Absolute Co-witness option exist for Arsenal SLR-107r?
2022.01.21 02:45 Sea-Introd-throwaway So what's with the obsession with song writing in country music
2022.01.21 02:45 Professional-Cake268 With what brokerage is it the easiest to get options enabled?
I've been trying to get options enabled on my fidelity account for about 2 months and I keep getting denied. I can't even get level 1 options which is just covered calls. Each time I'm denied I have to wait a month to apply again. I've tried lying about my income and how much money I have but nothing is working. I assume it's the investing experience question that's getting me because it forces me to put down zero since I can't lie about my age. What brokerage doesn't care that I have less than 2 months investing experience and no income?
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2022.01.21 02:45 DripDef All Hail the Princess 👑 😍
2022.01.21 02:45 aPeanutButterBaby What do you think about going to college?
2022.01.21 02:45 FlashpointStriker The Jackals, Part One.
A/N: This is my first piece of OC. Please leave feedback for me in the comments. As I complete each story arc, I'll edit it into a final text and publish it on AO3. Enjoy!
-your friend, the author
Earth was gone, annihilated by the Contagion. Humanity scattered to the four winds. Some went to live with other races of sentients across the known universe. Others sailed into the Void, searching for the source of the Contagion, but finding nothing. Among the asteroids of Sol lived the Children of Earth, born to devastation, who claimed revenge as their birthright. They sharpened their blades and polished their Gauss rifles, and awaited a change in the tide, a chance to rise and spread death to the galaxy that abandoned. Any Xeno who did not heed the warnings and entered the Sol System were shot down, and as the hulks of burned out ships piled up, rumors began to spread at starports of Sol, the Graveyard System, and of the Jackals and their terrible Eye, a weapon which blazed through ships with a great lance of light. And the Children of Earth took the name Jackal, and as the Xenos stopped coming, they fell silent, and watched, and waited.
Asteroid 3485ADQ, Alpha Cygni System. Native name: Vortsarn VII.
256 years since the Fall of Earth,
The Xa'Quari Zul seaman walked into the cantina with a sigh. He had been stuck on watch all night because he talked back to his Sergeant, but it wasn't his fault. She had been making him remake his bed, and then finding the tiniest error and tossing it back on the floor. Eventually he snapped and told her that if she cared that much about the bed, she should marry it. Then he stormed out. It cost him a week of watch, but it was worth it. He stood 2.5 meters tall, with long spindly limbs. His face had 2 pairs of green eyes on a round, sable face, with delicate, razor edged teeth in a narrow mouth. On his home world, he had been named Wra'tai Qu'in, and had been quite popular with the ladies, but now that he had been pressed into His Majesty's Fleet and had been stationed on this godforsaken rock, he was known only as Private First Class Qu'in. He was looking forward to a drink at the Drunken Pigeon, tended by his friend Alicia. She was old, over 280 years old, but that wasn't that rare among humans, who regularly lived to 2,000 since the invention of regenerator nanobots, which repaired the body constantly, cell by cell. She had survived the fall as part of the Space Fleet of the United States Marines, a military organization that had existed prior to the Fall. She often regaled him with tales of her home, New York City, and of life as a Marine. All she had left of that life was a piece of corroded copper metal scavenged from a statue, and her pet pigeon, Ritz, who she had cloned every time he died. She often told him that after the current Ritz passed, she would let him rest. He slouched by the bar, and tapped on the worn surface, made of real cherry wood salvaged from an Vice Admiral's desk. "A shot of Bourbon, please." Alicia smirked.
"A bit early to hit the bottle, don't you think?"
"Don't even start. Sarge has been making my life hell for a week. You steal one shuttle to go greenside, and they start throwing around words like 'deserting' and 'court-martial.' I just wanted to get drunk, and they made me wash every latrine on this damned rock."
"Hah! That's nothing. Back in my Recon days, one guy in my old platoon snuck out at night to get with some broad. Staff Sergeant Hall found him the next day, passed out in the woods with a bottle of vodka and lipstick all over his face. For the rest of the day, Hall made him do PT in his skivvies, with the bottle tucked in his waistband. The whole platoon had to run laps around the parade ground cause they couldn't stop giggling." Alicia slid him his shot, and Qu'in gulped it down in one go. He nodded in appreciation and was reaching out to grab a menu, when cold blast of recycled air gusted from the airlock, and a stranger walked in. Qu'in twisted around halfway in his stool and froze. A tall Zael stood there, with a very large mass driver cradled in her upper two arms. Slung in her bandolier was at least three grenades and four curved, wicked looking knives. Qu'in swore quietly and very fluently in seven unique languages from seven separate corners of the galaxy. He hadn't brought his service rifle, and he was a bad shot anyway. Turns out skipping range time to gamble on stolen engines was going to come back to bite him after all. The Zael leveled the business end of the driver cannon at Alicia, and the entire bar went still. Finally she spoke, in heavily accented Vortsarian. "Do you know what this can do?"
Alicia laughed bitterly. "Sweetie, I've been using those since you were in your egg. I shot down a dozen ships with a Mass Driver at Atlanta and Savannah, and if you don't point that somewhere else I'll rip off your lower arms and stuff them down your food hole."
The Zael bristled. "You're threatening me?," she spat out. "After you skipped on our crew and slit the Captain's throat? After you stole my splasium?" The Zael pulled up the hem of her tunic to reveal a faded scar on her abdomen. Alicia slowly backed away, eyes full of sudden recognition.
"Look, they grow back," she pleaded. "I swear, I wanted to take you with me Kat-"
Kat snarled and pulled a dagger off her belt. "Don't be a idiot," she barked at Qu'in, who had been trying to surreptitiously draw his fighting knife. Qu'in swore somewhat less quietly and replaced his weapon in its sheath.
Then a lot of things happened at once. Alicia darted forward, hand going to her belt. Qu'in dove for cover as a resounding crash echoed through the room. "Need a hand?"
Alicia pulled him to his feet, and he gaped as he took in the scene. The driver lay on the floor, with a... single dismembered hand still on the grip. Qu'in turned slowly, knowing what he was about to see. On the floor lay Kat, in a pool of green blood. Buried to the hilt in her eye was an OKC-3S bayonet. Somehow, Alicia had drawn, hewn off Kat's gun hand, and stabbed her to death in the space of a blink.
Qu'in asked shakily, "How-How did you do that?"
"I was a Recon Marine, remember? They taught us a few tricks." Alicia pulled out her blade, wiping it down on the bar towel. Embossed on the handle was the Eagle, Globe & Anchor.
"Is that a-"
"Yup. An original, standard issue Marine Corps bayonet. This one was issued in Galactic Standard Year 456,678, to me, in fact. 25 years in the Corps, and 256 years chopping food with it, and I made sure to maintain my weapon. You can see here the benefits of a properly sharpened knife."
Qu'in looked around at the cleanly severed hand on the floor, removed with one strike of the ancient blade. "I can see that," Qu'in remarked, eyeing the large, expensive weapon lying on the floor. "But what now?"
"Now, it's time I left this rock behind. You coming?"
"What? I'm pledged to His Majesty's Navy..."
"Which you just tried to desert. You've spent your life pissing away your money on women and booze. Come with me, and I'll show you what it means to actually live."
Alicia punched in a combination on her cash register, and a door hidden in a wine rack swung open. On the other side....
On the other side was the most beat up freighter Qu'in had ever seen. Every part seemed to have been welded in place by a drunk, then hit with a sledgehammer repeatedly. Wires hung across all of the roof panels, and the gun barrels were caked with dirt. He had never seen anything more beautiful. Alicia hefted a large crate into the cargo bay and shut the bay doors. Qu'in walked forward in a daze. He had dreamed about leaving this rock since he had arrived, and now his chance had finally arrived. Alicia smiled and offered him a hand. "Well, have you made up your mind?"
Qu'in wordlessly took her proffered hand, and she pulled him up into the spacecraft. He sat down on a rusty bench as she completed a preflight checklist, and then settled into the pilot's seat. Under her skillful hands, the ship roared to life. Qu'in felt the hum of the engines through his bones, and smelled the clean, pure scent of ion thrusters, sparking the air into flame.
It smelled like freedom.
Qu'in shut the door, and together they sailed into the future.
-To Be Continued.
Well, that's chapter 1. What do you guys think? I welcome suggestions and edit advice.
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2022.01.21 02:45 megatron199775 Help with NFS Heat Mods?
Hi, I'm looking for help on getting the frosty editor or manager to work so I can install mods to play on NFS Heat (PC)
I've tried downloading all the versions of the manager or editor and always get hit with "error loading specific profile".
The editor lets me load a profile (.exe) but when I try to add a mod it shows no files to add from the specified directory. The discord hasn't offered any help as it won't let me post or ask any messages.
I've even tried downgrading the origin application and still nothing wants to work.
I have the game on steam, which seems to have been my first mistake in all of this.
Anyways if anyone can help that would be greatly appreciated.
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2022.01.21 02:45 Snxmx3 jobs for 15 yo's in dubai
a while ago i saw on the news that jobs will be available for 15 year olds.. though after hours of searching on the internet i couldnt find any?... question is what's available and if i wanted to work where can i?
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2022.01.21 02:45 Overratedunknown Free games
2022.01.21 02:45 Fandomfanboi Happened Today IRL
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2022.01.21 02:45 queenpadme5921 Question about Ghosts/spirits
My husband and I moved into his grandmother’s house while we save up for our own. His grandfather died in this house in 1999 in his sleep. I’m very sensitive to the presence of ghosts and I’ve never been wrong about a place being haunted but I’ve never felt anything in the house. Lately, I’ve been seeing orbs so I’m surprised I don’t feel anything. Maybe this is wishful thinking but I had a miscarriage a few months ago and I’m wondering if maybe the orb is our baby, not his grandfather. Can children who’ve died from miscarriages have a ghost? I know it would make more sense if it was his grandfather but I’d feel a lot peace if it was my baby
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2022.01.21 02:45 Moottorisorsa Soooo
2022.01.21 02:45 OneCitron8262 Something went wrong when trying to pay back DAI and my Oasis Vault got liquidated in todays crash.
When I noticed todays price falling, I went to pay back my DAI, but the Oasis app never would turn from gray to allow me to select it to do the first step in repayment, even though my wallet was connected and I was able to enter in my amount. I thought I had plenty of time to make the update, but unfortunately my vaut timed out before I could figure out what was wrong. It's liquidated now. What are my options now? I do not even see that I have a vault to connect to any more with my wallet, no ID to reference amymore. From what I understand there is a 13% liquidation fee, but that the vault goes to auction. Is there any hope of recovering any of my collateral now? If so, how long will that normally take to go through auction and get any difference paid back, if any? Also is it automatically sent to my proir connected wallet address or what? I am lost on what to do now. It was a sizable amount.
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