fra9t 4h44y 9tsid z62fh sykds starf t22tz ei67a r7y8e 2tai3 i5iz7 5dr5y zifi6 6rd3k ddf2a nkyr2 i3ryk ikr4e 9krf2 habn3 ns6ze Giving a leg pet to whichever mod Can middle man a trade rn! If someone can get a mod than I will give u a leg pet too! |

Giving a leg pet to whichever mod Can middle man a trade rn! If someone can get a mod than I will give u a leg pet too!

2021.12.04 22:36 HeadCucumber7427 Giving a leg pet to whichever mod Can middle man a trade rn! If someone can get a mod than I will give u a leg pet too!

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2021.12.04 22:36 AVeryHeavyBurtation CTD in MSFS with 497.09 driver. Rolling back to 496.76 fixed the problem for me.

Just putting it out there.
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2021.12.04 22:36 CraigButler65 Vechain Love This One..........

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2021.12.04 22:36 Tricky_Camel Maybe, maybe no?

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2021.12.04 22:36 Informal_Ad1752 SUPP MAIN LF CLASH TEAM. tag - Lord Kushmaster NA server

looking to clash. add me . supp main silver player
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2021.12.04 22:36 bloppingzef Young Militao better then young Varane?

What are your thoughts on thoughts on this? I’ve been watching both since their debut seasons and I think Militao is better at 23 then Varane was at the same age. I’m not by any means insulting Varane because I know he had to contend with prime Pepe when he was younger, but he just doesn’t have the same leadership that Militao has.
I think we lucked out with Alaba and Militao because they’re both vocal leaders at that back.
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2021.12.04 22:36 bojacksbat Original texts?

I am still a beginner to stoicism but as I read the translations of Marcus' Meditations by Gregory Hay's, I can't help but be curious to see the original wording without translation. Are there any original copies of any stoic texts out there from such a long time ago? Seneca's letters would be another I'm curious for. if anyone knows if these can be purchased or downloaded online some information would be greatly appreciated, thank you!
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2021.12.04 22:36 NitroTheScout OCD controlling me.

I need help. Recently I have been having insane amounts of Anxiety and OCD. Like Monk levels, if you know what I mean. Can't touch anything, can't bring myself to do many weird specific things. It is slowly ruining me. I have responsibilities I just am not able to do well because I am sitting down panicking. It may not make sense unless you have experienced it, but it's a living hell. So what do I do? I can barely do anything I enjoy or do anything I enjoy, and I feel as though I am barely living. Should I force myself to get over it and do stuff anyway? Is that healthy? How do I do it? Please help.
BTW. I know the mental block that's causing it basically. I can't seem to naturally get over it though. I also don't need to be told I'm insane. I know. I am very aware. I am trying to fix it. Seeing as I am making this post.
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2021.12.04 22:36 SplitBy_TheShadows Finally got something early. Still waiting on my "delayed" copy of Ran though.

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2021.12.04 22:36 sub2kthrowaway Got my limited edition brown law folder installed today!

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2021.12.04 22:36 festivized I want to tell my mother

How can I come out to her? I'm 14 years old, and I know um not going to regret the decision But I just don't know how to tell her
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2021.12.04 22:36 BobbyCox545 Vechain Love This One..........

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2021.12.04 22:36 Nettle_Queen Generosity and Glass

Wrote this back in college, and I think it's time to share it properly. Amusingly opposite and yet similar to the Bubbleverse by u/ack1308
The galaxy considered us freaks.
Of course, we didn't consider ourselves as such, it was the rest of the universe that was crazy. I mean, who would have thought that planets with liquid water could support life? LIQUID WATER! You might as well go swimming in liquid nitrogen while you're at it. Brr.
So there we were, silicoid creatures in a carbon universe. The only reason anyone would talk to us was because we could manufacture their star drives at one tenth the cost. That's probably the only reason they were even the slightest bit civil and even then you could tell that they just wanted you gone as fast as possible. So we kept to ourselves as much as we could, as much for company as anything. Like most sapients we are social creatures and would have enjoyed the chance to acquaint ourselves with these strange, cold people, but it seemed that their hearts were as cold as their worlds because no sooner than we entered a system were we informed that unless we had something to sell we should leave because their habitats could not be adapted to our needs.
Early on we didn't mind, we told them that we had our own ways of compensating for the vast gulf in comfort zones and if they would please give or sell us somewhere relatively isolated for the purpose we would take care of the installation.
Then came other excuses.
"Your generators are too high-energy and if we allowed them on the surface and one of them malfunctioned it would be a catastrophe."
"Well, we ran some simulations and it wouldn't be any worse than one of yours blowing up."
"Still, it's too risky."
"We don't have anywhere for you."
"But what about that desert over--"
"We don't have any isolated areas."
And on and on. Pretty soon we got the hint and gave up trying to make friends and settled for making money.
We were used to our galactic status as useful freaks by the time the humans arrived on the stage. They were not too different, psychologically speaking, from any other species, more rambunctious than most but this was most likely because they were still relatively new to the idea of a larger universe and had all the energetic curiosity of a child. We were sure they would calm down after a century or two, once the amazement wore off.
We didn't get much in the way of gossip, but it was evident even to us after a while that these humans were unusual. Instead of "growing up" and taking their place on the galactic stage, they continued to explore for the sake of exploration and engage in other activities that were considered "hedonistic and wasteful" by the galactic community.
The humans responded to this attitude with the same maturity that they comported themselves with. Which is to say that they extended their middle fingers (which I understand to be a gesture of extreme insult, if my memory serves) and continued as they had before, though having met a few of them I personally think that they took a certain malicious pleasure in spitting in the eye of authority. "We got here by following our desire to explore and discover," they said, "and now that we're here you want us to turn around and adopt an attitude that would have kept us planet-bound until the sun blew up? No thanks." Or something to that effect, I've never been good at remembering speeches.
It was inevitable that we would run into each other, if only because their starships' engines needed replacing and we had cornered that market long ago. In retrospect we shouldn't have been quite so surprised that it went the way it did.
They had heard of us and been warned away, but when you need an engine you need an engine, and so I found myself in front of a video screen with a human. Like all carbon life they looked...bizarre, though at least they were vertically symmetrical.
Apparently my appearance was even stranger to the human than its was to me. It leapt out of its chair and, if I was interpreting the tone correctly, cursing vehemently and invoking a deity.
As per established procedure both sides of the exchange were muted and the translators were the only conduit for audio, but I didn't need a direct line to know that the human was yelling at its fellows, though to what end I could only guess, as the only noun it was using was untranslatable.
In less than ten minutes there were close to twenty humans gathered around the screen, all of them using the untranslatable word in reference to me. I quickly tried looking it up in the wider inter-species dictionary but it must have been a human-only word, because I couldn't find it in any available version, and the dictionary of the human languages was woefully incomplete.
Eventually they calmed and the one originally assigned to the communication spoke.
"I apologize for that. Your appearance took me off guard."
The human's tone was far, FAR more respectful than any I had ever heard. "No offense taken. You were looking for a replacement part for your engine?"
"Ah, yes. Our alpha catalizing ring is getting corroded and we wanted to replace it before it was too far gone." Still that note of respect in its voice. How strange.
"Understood, would you like us to install it or would you prefer to do it yourselves?"
The human's mouth(?) twitched upward on one side. "You probably know more about what needs doing than we do. If you're willing to install it that would be fantastic."
The other humans started murmuring (in excitement? I could only guess, but it seemed so) about how amazing it was that an [untranslatable] would be working on the ship. I nearly broke protocol to ask for a definition of the word they kept using, but at the last second my brain caught up to my mouth and I finalized the schedule for the repair instead.
The repair went reasonably well. Their alpha ring was indeed badly corroded and likely would have blown out after their next jump, so we replaced it and sent them on their way.
I was rather puzzled by their attitude, but I put it out of my mind as an anomaly to look into later.
It was only a year later that the next human ship pulled into our yard.
I was on communications again and was deeply torn between established protocol and my curiosity about what they saw when they looked at me.
The burly human's eyes seemed to grow to twice their size as it looked at me. "Well damn if Josè wasn't telling the truth... There's real [untranslatable]s in the universe."
Habit locked down hard and I requested the purpose of their visit.
It was a simple repair. So simple that I suspected that they had deliberately sought out our shipyard to verify whatever they had heard.
Not long after that we began to get human ships on a fairly regular basis. While we weren't very far off a popular route, stopping at one of our yards unless absolutely necessary was all but unheard of. Naturally some of us began getting suspicious that either the humans were up to something or one of the other civilizations had put them up to something. What they were up to exactly depended on who was telling the tale, but every day it was a different agenda. For the most part I ignored the half-schizophrenic ramblings of the rumor mill, preferring to research all I could about human culture and history, hoping to come across that word that they kept using to describe us, but had had little luck.
I became reasonably fluent in their lingua franca, though given the physiological differences of our mouths pronouncing anything was next to impossible. It appeared that those fleshy flaps in front of their teeth play a large role in all their languages, and lacking such things (lips, I believe they call them) makes intelligible conversation more difficult than it's worth.
I rather wish I had found the courage to ask for a definition sooner, it would have made what happened next far more understandable.
When the human ambassador arrived the yard erupted in panic. That a species had regular contact with us was unheard of already, that one would actually SEND someone to TALK was treading the border between a fever dream and outright impossibility.
By that time I was the one with the most experience dealing with them, so I was naturally chosen as the one to receive the ambassador. (gulp)
I remember rather vividly that my biggest concern was that the pressure would bring my stutter out. I was fairly certain I would die of embarrassment if that happened.
The human was clad in an environmental suit, naturally, and it was bulky enough that I couldn't be sure whether the ambassador was male or female. I hoped they wouldn't be insulted if I used the wrong pronoun.
We had long ago scrapped the position of ambassador ourselves, no one was willing to get within miles of one of us, and their lack of cooperation meant that the most any other sapient saw of us was a video screen conference, and that itself was rare. Most preferred text-only communication--all the better to ignore our existence.
So there I was, chosen as the representative of our race, or at least, of our yard, which happened to be the largest of its kind. Thinking back, that's probably why the humans made contact there. They, like most peoples, put quite a bit of importance on a thing's size, assuming that something large must be important because large things require more effort to maintain, or something. We regard large things as a necessary pain in the rear, preferring to have several moderately sized things to a few very large ones, if all other things are equal. There's some saying in their lingua franca about eggs and baskets that refers to that kind of situation, but the exact phrase eludes me.
I was vaguely familiar with their gestures, so when the suited human inclined its head to me I knew to return the motion. "Welcome to the Hysak Yard." I said. "I am Kkkshiì and I would have the honor of accompanying you, if that is agreeable."
"Of course." Said the human. "We have much that needs to be discussed, and I would like to start as soon as possible."
I hoped that I was simply interpreting a benign comment in the worst possible way, but my stomach began clenching nervously. "Then please, come this way." I began to head toward the room that had been set aside for the purpose of this conference.
Once the human was settled on the bench that had been adapted for its shape, I asked the purpose of its visit.
"To be honest, we're a little uncertain ourselves." The human said, "You see, we have a planet in our solar system that's just about ideal for you, climate-wise, but we can't just give things away for free, especially something as big as a planet, and the fact that you'd be so close to our home planet makes the military types twitchy. But the rest of us think that just because everyone calls you the [untranslatable: equivalent to monsters] of the universe doesn't mean that that's the case and we're willing to give you a chance. Especially in light of the... marked lack of any kind of aggressive behavior on your part."
For long moments I stared at the human, certain that this was some kind of bizarre joke. "E-e-excuse me but could you say that again? It sounds like you are offering us a planet." My stutter made an appearance, but I was too shocked to really care.
A definite note of amusement entered the human's tone. "In a way. It's completely inhospitable for us, but someone crunched some numbers for the hell of it and it turns out that it's very similar to the one you came from. Those of us with a mindset figure that if we can't use it but someone else can, we might as well see if we can hammer out some kind of agreement."
I sat there staring at them like an idiot for what must have been several minutes.
"I'm here mostly to ask if you're interested in the idea as a whole." Said the human, not unkindly. "The official agreement will likely take weeks or months to hammer out, even if everything goes perfectly." It seemed amused by this for some reason.
Something in my brain must have shorted out, because the human reached out with its upper limb and waved it in front of my forward eyes. "You okay there? Khishi?"
I twitched so hard I nearly flipped myself onto my back. "Y-y-y-y-y-y--" I bit my tongue until I calmed enough to speak intelligibly. "I am fine." I paused to take several deep breaths and tried to get my thoughts into some semblance of order. "I cannot speak for everyone, and I do not possess anywhere near the authority to give you any kind of official answer, but I do not think that our leadership would be at all opposed to the idea."
Its voice sounded both excited and pleased with my answer. "I will let my superiors know. We'll send a message on the next ship as to when and where we can meet."
I nodded (another human gesture I had learned) and wished it well on its journey home.
Then I stared at the too-narrow bench the human had occupied during our conversation.
A colony. Our first colony. We might get a real colony on a real planet instead of roaming bands of ships strung together.
Planets that we could occupy without extreme and expensive terraforming were rare beyond belief and all of the solar systems that had them were already occupied, and thus hostile. Except now someone was willing to let us in.
I started hyperventilating and went to get myself a strong drink.
Long story short, it took about seven years of negotiations (in no small part because we were suspicious as hell about the sincerity of their intentions) and the other races were making no small amount of noise about how the humans would regret associating themselves with such unnatural creatures, but in the end we hammered out a set of compromises that benefited both of us.
We would get the planet called Venus. It would be ours to do with as we wished, "Terraform it, blow it up, fling it into the sun, just don't crash it into Earth." as one cranky diplomat put it. In exchange, each of us living there who was not in poverty would pay a one percent tax to the Terran government and our yards would produce or repair five hundred thousand tons worth of ship, which amounted to fifteen medium-sized freighters, three large warships or about half the repairs their navy required. "And we'll probably end up paying you for the other half." Said one of the delegates. And they did.
Venus was far from a paradise, too hot even for us and an absurdly long day and night, but once we raised the nitrogen in the atmosphere by nearly ten percent and adjusted the ratios of some of the less common gases it cooled off enough that the weather was quite pleasant, and the atmosphere was even more dense than the one we were used to, though not so much so that breathing was difficult. In fact, because of the higher nitrogen content breathing was actually EASIER since you don't have to try very hard to get enough air.
Of course, that wasn't even the best part.
Since the air was so thick, we could fly. Our wings weren't large enough to support us at home, though we could glide very well, but on Venus we could get into the air with a running start and keep ourselves there until we got too tired to keep flapping. Earned myself some pretty spectacular bruises figuring out how long that was, too. Not that I regret it at all, the views were stunning.
Humanity acted as something of a buffer between us and a universe that regarded our kind as freaks of nature and we supported their love of exploring and learning for the sake of finding out interesting things. It was as close to an ideal partnership as anyone could ask for. They would develop, we would build and we both benefited.
Their asteroid belt was fantastically rich in metals and rare earth elements which meant that we had as much raw material as we could wish for; humanity had long ago decided on a policy of "finders keepers" in regards to extraterrestrial resources. As long as it wasn't in orbit around Earth's moon or have mining drones on it, it was the property of whoever got to it. There was a hiccup when we snatched an asteroid that was the destination of a batch of drones, but since humanity had forgotten to tell us they weren't able to do much but grumble and tell us to make sure that they hadn't earmarked our next target for their operations.
We grew very close (metaphorically). With our help they discovered and colonized two additional planets, and they returned the favor, helping us locate and adapt another "hell planet" as they jokingly called our candidates for colonization.
I was so busy with the talks, and then there was coordinating the terraforming and planning and executing the release of flora and fauna, that it was another two years before I remembered to ask about that untranslatable word that they had used early on.
You can hardly imagine my surprise when I learned that it was the name of a creature from their mythology. Depending on who was telling the tale, they were either guardians or tyrants, hoarding treasure and the guardians of unfathomable knowledge, often ruling over elemental forces and always powerful beyond measure.

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2021.12.04 22:36 JDT118 🥲

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2021.12.04 22:36 Assassinredguy When you're doing so well in game, you get called a cheater

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2021.12.04 22:36 MFBR First Riders PV Released, Digimon Ghost Game Insert Song

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2021.12.04 22:36 Jezz_X Does VATs have a hard time locking on to Mr Gutsy? (like 20% of the time)

It locks then unlocks instantly but only seems to be with them. They can be right in front of you with nothing in-between and it just won't stay locked.
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2021.12.04 22:36 thatoneawkwarduser To late

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2021.12.04 22:36 spanner__ oh god

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2021.12.04 22:36 Particular_Serve_959 Thinking of visiting

Thinking of visiting
Hi everyone I’m from the UK and I’ve seen so many photos of this city and been thinking of coming on holiday there after all this calms down of course. Should I? Or Is there better places to go. I’ve never left my country btw :) thanks everyone
Edit- hi everybody sorry I didn’t put more detail, I’m not looking for anything in particular, not clubbing or anything just a weeks visit to see the sites and just experience a new city. I’ve always been drawn to america as a Brit- it just looks so beautiful and SF especially has caught my eye :)
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2021.12.04 22:36 RockPurple2814 AMA

I hang out a lot in tucute spaces, despite having transmed ideals. I’d like to do an AMA, if you guys are open for it.
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2021.12.04 22:36 jkhanlar Now that's a crust I like!

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2021.12.04 22:36 Maleficent_Fix_721 i dont know of a title to put

I don't know why i haven't listened to .5 the gray chapter yet, but im relistening to all hope is gone. i don't know why but it's just the only one i haven't heard. i just keep putting it off
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2021.12.04 22:36 SteezyMpeezy Sauce for this?

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2021.12.04 22:36 Blodarn 120 kg snatch @ 15 years old for Brayan Ibanez-Guerrero (BW 72 kg)

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