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I Was Too Lazy to Input Prompts, so I created a One-click AI Ads Generator. WDYT?

2023.05.29 15:22 MonkDi I Was Too Lazy to Input Prompts, so I created a One-click AI Ads Generator. WDYT?

Hey folks. I am a marketer who hates "routine" marketing, like writing ad texts, posts, etc. I bet there are a lot of colleagues who think alike 😁 – doing the high-level job is far more fun.
ChatGPT really helped us all, however, I still needed to enter marketing prompts and have a structure for them. That's why I teamed up with a tech pal of mine and we created an AI ads generator that does all that stuff in a click. Features in detail:
The idea for the AI tool is to eliminate low-level work, like writing ads for narrow landing pages and to help with high-level challenges, such as strategy. You can try it here, it's free: aiter.io
We've got some feedback from our friends and the engagement is good. However, the tool is still in development (beta), maybe you have any feedback on features you would like us to implement in the future? Please take a look and let me know if you want us to change anything. And hope it will save you tons of time. Cheers!)
P.S. Here is a short glimpse of Aiter's results, I asked it to generate ads for our beloved Reddit:
  1. Headline: Unleash your Inner Nerd Description: Discover all your interests on Reddit, the ultimate community platform.
  2. Headline: Life is Boring Without Reddit Description: Join Reddit, find your passion and make your life more interesting.
  3. Headline: Swim in a Sea of Knowledge Description: Reddit - the gateway to endless learning and community-driven exploration.
Try promoting your product/page – I will be happy to hear your feedback.
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2023.05.29 13:17 LalaChama707 Tipps on how to improve my drafting

So in RTA I just can't surpass F3. I manage to hit C1 most of the time, but I always finish at F3. I used to think that it was my rune quality, since my monster box is pretty solid. But when they released the support monsters I saw other people easily reaching C1 with them. The thing is I own all of these monsters, but my runes are waaaay better. So I'm thinking it has to be my drafting. I definitely do counterpick, it's not like I use the same 3/4 teams everytime, but I seem to be really bad at it. Do you guys have any tipps for me or maybe any ways how I can improve on this?
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2023.05.29 12:55 MedicalExtension1902 Agriculture Fumigants Market Is Expected to Grasp the Value of USD 2472.9 Million with Growing CAGR of 15.5%by 2028

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Fumigation, a widely used pest control method, involves the application of poisonous gases by government-certified applicators to restrict the growth of unwanted pests and enhance crop production. Agricultural fumigants are utilized in both pre-harvest and post-harvest methods. They are added to protect crops from various soil insects, nematodes, weeds, and rodents, either by injecting them into the soil or applying them to stored grains. The global market revenue growth is driven by factors such as increasing awareness among farmers about the importance of using agricultural fumigants, rising issues with crop damage during transportation and storage, and the growing utilization of agricultural fumigants to reduce post-harvest losses. Additionally, investments in research and development and the focus on developing alternatives to methyl bromide, which pests are becoming more tolerant to, are expected to further drive market growth.
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2023.05.29 10:37 aslfingerspell I don't think most fiction truly understands how powerful a modern military is.

One of the classic themes of battleboarding and fiction is technology vs magic. There's something really cool about the idea of modern technology going up against superpowers and magic, or even just superpowers being used in war. Izetta: The Last Witch is basically about a single magic user in an alternate World War Two. The Wonder Woman movie sees a superhero on the battlefield of WW1. Dr. Manhattan wins the Vietnam War. Captain America punched Hitler. Wakanda's military is built on super-technology.
Some people like to imagine what effect fantasy creatures, races, or monsters would have on warfare.
I myself had a post on here about how one of my favorite tropes is seeing how a superhero, villain, or monster stacks up to police or military forces, since it gives us a solid idea of their power relative to real life weapons.
However, I think modern audiences and creators have lost sight of how truly powerful and downright horrifying a modern military is. All the advanced weapons are just the start.
Thought Experiment:
I want you to imagine a monster that has these capabilities:
The punchline to this setup is obviously that what I'm describing is not a "monster" but a real life military vehicle, but where I'm going to surprise you is in what it is. What I've asked you to imagine is not an attack helicopter, not a fighter jet, not even a tank. What I've just described to you is the M113, a basic armored personnel carrier with a single machinegun and squad inside.
Sure, there's always some fancy engineering in military vehicles, but yeah, for our purposes the M113 is basically a metal with treads and an engine on it.
This transport vehicle, not necessarily meant for direct combat, sounds like some kind of party-killing D&D monster when you lay out its actual capabilities. Now let me tell you that an "Armored Personnel Carrier" with just a single machinegun is actually fairly basic.
If we want to look at "Infantry Fighting Vehicles", which are meant to transport infantry, support them, and work alongside tanks, we might additionally have:
A modern, mechanized military again, can have thousands of such vehicles. Oh, and a lot of actual tanks, airplanes, and artillery too. Finally, you have some actual human soldiers fighting alongside all these mechanical monsters.
But these monsters aren't the scary part. The real terror of a modern military isn't the tanks, planes, or artillery, but its ability to sense and coordinate.
Who is more scary as a villain: a mob boss who can punch through a brick wall, or a mob boss who always knows where you are? What is more scary to face as an opponent in combat: a wizard who takes a few minutes to charge up some big fireball attack, or a wizard who can simply divine where you are and teleport a small grenade right in front of your face?
It's the ability to find targets, not just destroy them, that makes all the difference. I've been reading a book called 7 Seconds to Die, which is an analysis of the Second Nagorno-Karabakh War in 2020. The basic thesis of the book is that while overshadowed by the pandemic, the war is a glimpse into the future, given how Azerbaijan's military was able to inflict a crushing defeat on Armenia with an array of new technologies that reads less like a war and more like a horror movie.
The name of the title comes from a soldier remarking that when they heard loitering munitions overhead, they had only 7 seconds until it hit. A loitering munition, by the way, is basically a hybrid drone/bomb that can fly around for hours looking for targets, then dive onto them and explode. LMs are already intelligent and well-programmed enough to identify and choose their own targets, with human operators being able to step in as necessary. Did you even know that was a thing?
A big theme of 7 Seconds to Die is that the modern battlefield is "transparent". There is nowhere to run and it is almost impossible to fully hide. The "kill chain", the process of a military detecting something, deciding to hit it, and being able to hit it, is easier and faster than before. If you make a noise, emit heat, send out an electromagnetic signal, etc, you will be found, you will be targeted, you will die.
The ranges and accuracy of drones, artillery, and missiles is such that your only real defense is not being detected or seen, and that's only getting harder. Tanks are still relevant, but heavy armor is less meaningful when missiles and drones can attack the top armor which is thinner. Traditional camouflage and cover is becoming less meaningful when the amount of "sensors" on the battlefield, whether thermal, acoustic, electromagnetic, etc. is not only increasing, but sensors are becoming shooters. The drone that detects you doesn't just send a video feed back to headquarters. It sends a missile to you.
No longer will you have to wait whole minutes after being spotted for artillery to rain down on your position, as a human Forward Observer has to manhandle some radio and talk to another human, going through a whole procedure to call in your exact coordinates. Instead, you're just minding your own business when you hear a drone overhead, a drone that can not only spot you with its cameras and sensors, but has the artificial intelligence to select its own target (you) and instantly attack. 7 seconds to die.
If the speed and "transparency" of modern battlefields is scary, so is their size. On a Napoleonic battlefield, you might have to contend yourself with cannons that can shoot only around a mile away, and inaccurately at that. Now, you have "deep strikes" with "precision fires" as missiles and rockets can accurately strike over a hundred miles away. There is no "safe" rear area anymore. Anyone and everyone in-theatre is within range of a modern military. The only question is when will they find you, and how.
Thought Experiment #2: Imagine a military unit as a single entity, rather than just normal people with equipment:
One of the most foundational principles of military thought in basically any era is "combined arms", using different kinds of forces to your advantage. Armies aren't just a bunch of people with weapons, but people fighting together in ways that complement each other. Infantry anvil to the cavalry's hammer, tanks working in open terrain with their long-range guns and infantry crawling around in dense terrain where enemies are harder to find.
As a thought experiment, it can help to approach a military unit as though it were some kind of dispersed hive mind creature. A brigade isn't just 1,000 people with vehicles and equipment. It is a superhumanly fast, durable, and powerful monster that has superhuman intelligence (i.e. HQ unit with a professionally trained command staff) and different organs dedicated to dealing with different threats (i.e. all the different sub-units and weapon types).
If an artillery observer spots you and calls in a fire mission, that's not a "normal human" talking on the radio so another normal human can fire a cannon, but an "eye" of the creature spotting you and allowing one of its tendrils to strike from miles away.
Alternately, if that's a bit too abstract, you can attribute the capabilities of all the soldiers and vehicles in a unit to their commander. A battalion commander who can order his artillery batteries to level a city-block is, effectively, a City Block level character. A squad leader who can command their heavy weapons team to demolish a building with a rocket launder is, effectively, a Building level character.
Thought Experiment #3: Military Capabilities as Superpowers:
So much modern technology, military technology included, is basically the functional equivalent of magic. What, in all honesty, is the practical difference between some magic eyewear that allows you to see in the dark, and regular night-vision goggles?
Superhuman senses are already a mundane reality of modern militaries. Take your pick of binocular, thermal, night vision, etc. There's even some really fun stuff, like systems that can tell you where a sniper is hiding by analyzing the acoustics of the gunshot, or "counter-battery radar" which detects shells and missiles in mid-flight and can trace back the origins of their firing units.
Wouldn't it be cool if we had a superhero who could fly, superhumanly durable, with a ranged attack capable of hitting targets miles away? That's not a superhero. That's just an attack helicopter with long-range missiles.
What if we create mirror images of ourselves to confuse the enemy or make ourselves invisible? Electronic warfare involves a lot of this; decoys, false radar and signal returns, "masking" one's own signatures.
Do you want something superhumanly strong? Look at heavy lift helicopters that can lift tens of thousands of pounds.
Do you want fire to rain down from the sky and just kill everything on the map? That's where cluster munitions and long-range rocket systems like HIMARS or MRLS come in.
Do you want the enemy to stop raining down fire from the sky on you? Well, there's Counter-Rocket, Artillery, and Mortar systems, which are basically CIWS (Close-In Weapons Systems) put on land. They fire so accurately and fast they can literally just shoot individual artillery shells to pieces before they hit the ground.
Do you wish there was some kind of magic spell or energy you could use to scan an area? That's just radar.
Do you want a weapon that helps you fight with it, a weapon that talks and gives advice on what to do? Autopilots and cockpit voiceovers have been a thing in airplanes for decades.
Do you want projectiles that magically home in on the enemy? Take your favorite guidance system. Would you like a weapon that remembers what a target looks like? That's television guidance? Tracks heat signatures? Thermal. You can have missiles and bombs that home in on enemy signals like radio, radar, or jamming signals. Do you want missiles that know where they are because they know where they're not? The "missile knows where it is" meme is basically just describing an inertial-guidance system i.e. if you're in a car, you can feel acceleration and turns. Machines can be designed to "feel" that too as a way to tell how fast they are, what direction they're headed, and thus where they are.
Do you want to "counterspell" the enemy's telepathy? Okay, that's just jamming their radio signals and data links.
A wizard can summon more ammo until they run out of mana, or your radio operator can call in resupply until their headset runs out of battery.
Are you sick of the enemy jamming all your stuff? There are weapons that home in on enemy jamming signals.
On one hand, I'll admit it's very interesting to realize "Wait a minute, tanks and helicopters are basically superhuman monsters from an infantryman's perspective."
Yet, on the other, I feel that the real strength of a truly modern military isn't in its ability to spew forth bullets or drop bombs on stuff. That stuff is something ordinary people comprehend: big booms and spraying ammo everywhere is something we've all seen in movies and games.
Instead, the real strength of a military is the ability to find and accurately target the enemy in the first place, combined with the communication and coordination to get all that firepower on target. If you've ever heard of the "survivability onion", it's basically the idea that there are "layers" of protection, the first of which is "Don't be seen." If you're seen, don't get hit. If you're hit, don't get penetrated. If you're penetrated, don't get killed.
People focus a lot on the weapons and explosions, what penetrates armor and kills the target. Others focus on "precision weapons" or "guided bombs", and admire how easy it is to hit something. However, the most precise weapon is still useless if it doesn't know where to aim; the real strength of a military is knowing as much about the enemy as possible so that it can maneuver it's forces and complete it's "kill chains" faster.
The terror and power of a modern military isn't just the firepower, but the certainty. On a "transparent battlefield" it's not just the big guns, but the fact that the big guns know where you are.
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2023.05.29 09:49 uniquetoursjamaica The Best Catamaran Party in Montego Bay, Jamaica for Families

The Best Catamaran Party in Montego Bay, Jamaica for Families
Montego Sound in Jamaica isn't just known for its dazzling sea shores and lively nightlife yet additionally for its astonishing sailboat parties. While sailboat parties are frequently connected with grown-up situated merriments, there are likewise family-accommodating choices accessible. In the event that you're looking for a significant encounter for the entire family, a sailboat party in Montego Narrows is a brilliant decision. In this article, we will investigate the best Catamaran party in Montego bay, Jamaica, extraordinarily organized to guarantee a sensational and safe experience for families.

Free from even a hint of harm Climate:

With regards to family exercises, wellbeing is a main concern. The best sailboat party in Montego Sound for families guarantees a completely safe climate all through the whole experience. Prepared and experienced team individuals are locally available to give help, guarantee the prosperity, everything being equal, and stick to severe wellbeing conventions. From life coats to crisis gear, all fundamental precautionary measures are set up to guarantee a straightforward cruising experience.

Family-Accommodating Air:

The sailboat party is planned considering families, making an inviting and charming climate for visitors, everything being equal. The team individuals are agreeable and obliging, guaranteeing that families feel good and in capable hands all through the excursion. The installed diversion and exercises are custom fitted to take care of the two youngsters and grown-ups, offering an ideal equilibrium between tomfoolery and unwinding.

Energizing Water Exercises:

A sailboat party in Montego Sound offers a variety of exciting water exercises for families to partake in together. From swimming to swimming, visitors have the chance to investigate the dynamic marine life and completely clear waters of the Caribbean Ocean. The sailboat commonly makes stops at prime swimming spots, giving swimming stuff and direction to guarantee a protected and charming experience for all relatives.


Unrecorded Music and Diversion:

The best sailboat party in Montego Cove keeps the energy high with unrecorded music and diversion appropriate for families. Capable nearby performers make an exuberant and energetic climate, playing a blend of Caribbean tunes and well known melodies that enticement for all age gatherings. Visitors can move, chime in, and make enduring recollections while cruising along the picturesque shoreline.

Beautiful Beach front Perspectives:

Setting out on a sailboat party in Montego Straight permits families to absorb the stunning seaside perspectives on the island. The sailboat sails along the beautiful coastline, offering all-encompassing vistas of sandy sea shores, lavish vegetation, and turquoise waters. It's an opportunity for families to see the value in the normal magnificence of Montego Straight according to a remarkable viewpoint, catching critical photos and making extraordinary encounters.

Delectable Installed Rewards:

No party is finished without delectable food and reviving refreshments. The best sailboat party in Montego Sound guarantees that families are very much taken care of with a determination of delectable installed rewards. From new organic products to exquisite tidbits, there's something for everybody to enjoy. Non-cocktails are likewise promptly accessible, giving choices that are reasonable to visitors, everything being equal.

Instructive Open doors:

While the sailboat party is basically about tomfoolery and unwinding, it likewise offers instructive open doors for families to find out about the neighborhood marine environment and social legacy. The group individuals give enlightening analysis, sharing intriguing realities about the encompassing marine life, coral reefs, and Jamaican history. Youngsters can acquire a more profound appreciation for the normal miracles of the sea and the meaning of safeguarding these environments.

Critical Family Holding:

A sailboat party in Montego Straight gives an optimal setting to families to bond and make enduring recollections. Away from the interruptions of regular daily existence, families can partake in quality time together, captivating in exercises, sharing chuckling, and constructing more grounded associations.
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2023.05.29 08:08 trancegreenfield Indulge Your Taste Buds: Discover the Finest Restaurant in Moinabad, Hyderabad at Trance Hotels

Located in the serene surroundings of Moinabad, Hyderabad, Trance Hotels is proud to present its exquisite restaurant that offers a culinary experience like no other. Whether you're a food enthusiast or simply looking to satisfy your cravings, our restaurant promises to take you on a gastronomic journey filled with flavors, creativity, and exceptional service. Join us as we delve into the culinary delights and inviting ambiance of our renowned restaurant in Moinabad, Hyderabad.
  1. A Feast for the Senses
At Trance Hotels, we believe that dining is not just about satisfying hunger but also an opportunity to indulge your senses. Our restaurant is thoughtfully designed to create a welcoming and comfortable ambiance that complements the exceptional flavors of our dishes. From the moment you step in, you'll be greeted with warm hospitality and an inviting atmosphere that sets the stage for an unforgettable dining experience.
  1. Culinary Craftsmanship
Our talented team of chefs is passionate about their craft and dedicated to creating culinary masterpieces that showcase the best of local and international cuisine. From traditional Hyderabadi delicacies to global flavors, each dish is crafted with meticulous attention to detail, using the finest ingredients sourced from trusted suppliers. Our chefs take pride in presenting dishes that are not only visually appealing but also bursting with flavors that will leave you craving for more.
  1. A Menu to Satisfy Every Palate
At Trance Hotels, we understand that every individual has unique preferences and dietary requirements. That's why our restaurant offers a diverse menu that caters to a wide range of tastes and dietary preferences. Whether you're a vegetarian, a seafood lover, or a meat enthusiast, you'll find an array of options that are sure to tantalize your taste buds. From aromatic biryanis and succulent kebabs to fresh salads and delectable desserts, our menu is designed to cater to every palate.
  1. Farm-to-Table Freshness
We believe in the importance of using fresh, locally sourced ingredients to create exceptional dishes. That's why we have partnered with local farmers and suppliers who provide us with the finest produce, ensuring that each dish is bursting with natural flavors. Our commitment to farm-to-table freshness allows us to serve you dishes that are not only delicious but also wholesome and nourishing.
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At Trance Hotels, we place great emphasis on providing impeccable service to enhance your dining experience. Our dedicated team of staff is trained to deliver personalized and attentive service, ensuring that your needs are met with utmost care and professionalism. Whether you have specific dietary requirements, need recommendations from our menu, or require any assistance, our staff is always ready to cater to your needs and make your dining experience truly memorable.
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  1. Unwind and Refresh
After a satisfying meal at our restaurant, you can take advantage of the other amenities available at Trance Hotels. Relax and rejuvenate at our spa, take a refreshing dip in the swimming pool, or simply unwind in the lush green surroundings. Our aim is to provide a holistic experience that goes beyond just dining, allowing you to relax and rejuvenate your mind, body, and soul.
In conclusion, Trance Hotels in Moinabad, Hyderabad is proud to present its exceptional restaurant that promises to elevate your dining experience to new heights. At Trance Hotels, we have created a culinary haven in Moinabad, Hyderabad, where flavors, creativity, and exceptional service converge. Join us as we take you on a gastronomic journey through the exquisite offerings of our renowned restaurant.
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  1. A Symphony of Flavors
Prepare to embark on a sensory journey as you savor the incredible flavors that our restaurant has to offer. Our menu features a harmonious blend of spices, herbs, and ingredients, resulting in dishes that are bursting with authentic flavors. Indulge in the aromatic biryanis, fragrant kebabs, and succulent curries that pay homage to the rich culinary heritage of Hyderabad. From the fiery spices to the subtle nuances of each dish, every bite is a revelation of flavors that will leave you craving for more.
  1. A Dining Experience Like No Other
At Trance Hotels, we believe that dining is not just about the food but also about the entire experience. Our restaurant offers an inviting and elegant ambiance that sets the stage for a memorable dining experience. Whether you're enjoying an intimate dinner for two or hosting a special gathering, our attentive staff will ensure that your every need is met with professionalism and care. Sit back, relax, and allow us to create a dining experience that is tailored to your preferences and desires.
  1. Sustainability and Local Sourcing
As part of our commitment to sustainability, we strive to source our ingredients locally, supporting local farmers and suppliers. By using fresh, seasonal produce, we not only ensure the highest quality of ingredients but also contribute to the local economy. Our dedication to sustainable practices extends beyond just the ingredients – we also prioritize environmentally friendly practices in our kitchen and operations, minimizing waste and promoting responsible dining.
  1. Impeccable Service and Warm Hospitality
At Trance Hotels, we understand the importance of exceptional service in creating a memorable dining experience. Our staff is trained to deliver impeccable service, providing attentive and personalized care to each guest. From the moment you step into our restaurant, you will be greeted with warm hospitality and a genuine desire to make your dining experience truly special. Whether you have dietary preferences, require recommendations, or need any assistance, our staff is dedicated to ensuring that your needs are met with utmost care.
  1. A Culinary Haven Amidst Natural Beauty
Located in the picturesque surroundings of Moinabad, our restaurant offers a tranquil escape from the hustle and bustle of the city. Immerse yourself in the natural beauty of the landscape as you enjoy a meal crafted with passion and dedication. The serene ambiance provides the perfect backdrop for a relaxed and unhurried dining experience, allowing you to savor every moment and create lasting memories.
In conclusion, Trance Hotels' restaurant in Moinabad, Hyderabad, is a culinary haven that combines exceptional flavors, attentive service, and an inviting ambiance. Indulge your senses as you embark on a gastronomic journey through our diverse menu, crafted with passion and expertise. Join us at our restaurant and experience the finest dining that Hyderabad has to offer. Let us elevate your culinary experience to new heights at Trance Hotels.
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2023.05.29 08:04 Awkward-Drama3888 He’s coming out

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2023.05.29 07:54 Novaden Transfer Student with bad GPA gets into dream school after two years of not being happy at previous institution!

Gender: Male
Race/Ethnicity: White
Residence: VA
Income Bracket: Upper Middle Class
Type of School: Completed two years at VCU
Hooks: Sister currently attending VT
Intended Major(s): Mechanical engineering
High School GPA (Not submitted) : 3.2 W (HS doesn’t do UW)
VCU GPA : 2.6
Transfer Credits: 47 VCU, 22 AP
Standardized Testing:
SAT (Not reported) : 1380
Microeconomics : 4
Macroeconomics : 3
AB Calc : 4
AP Physics Level C, Mechanics : 4
Statistics : 4
BC Calc : 3 (no credit earned)
AP US History : 2 (no credit earned)
First Robotics Competition, 3 years, 1 World Championship appearance
Mountain Biking, non-competitive
Building model roller coasters using K’nex
Volunteer at the Science Museum of Virginia
Worked seasonally in food service for two summers and winters
Captain of VCU Esports Splatoon team
High School Tech Theater, ran lightboard, soundboard, stage crew, and spotlights
Helped build sets for theater after school
Letters of Recommendation:
I asked for two letters of recommendation, both from engineering professors at VCU. I felt that I had made a good impression on each of them in their classes as both had lab components where I was able to work with them personally. One of them was an introductory lab class that was more about writing reports than anything else, and the other was a Solidworks/MatLab/Excel class.
I didn’t spend much time writing or editing my essays and personal statements, but I have a knack for writing so I believe my essays were what contributed the most to my success with applications. My main essay in the Common App was about my disability and how it’s both hindered and helped me grow as a person. I have a mobility issue that I’ve had over 20 surgeries and countless days of physical therapy to correct. I didn’t linger on that much though, and spent most of my essays talking about how it helped me gain a passion for robotics and engineering as well as how I still worked hard to keep up athletically with my classmates despite my disability. VT notoriously requires 4 more “quick fire” essays. For these I talked about volunteering at my local Science Museum, winning a gold medal at a swim team tournament when I was 12, a more specific narrative regarding my disability, and leading a final project for one of my freshman engineering classes. Main essay was a 9/10, VT personal essays were all 8/10’s imo.
Original Decisions
VCU (committed)
UMD College Park
University of Delaware
NC State
Transfer Decisions
VT (committed)
Additional Information:
Couldn’t be happier about my transfer application results! In high school I was forced to commit to VCU due to circumstances outside of my control instead of my #1 choice of UMD. I was never really a fan of urban campuses so I always felt out of place at VCU and didn’t enjoy my time there. I’ve struggled academically the past two years because of my gripes with the environment there leading to me having a pretty bad gpa and needing to retake several courses (hence why I only have 44 transfer credits). To be honest I went into transfer applications with the expectation that I only really had a chance at George Mason (Which I would have still been extremely happy with), and only threw in Virginia Tech for fun. I’m ecstatic about being accepted into VT since I love their rural campus and their undergraduate engineering is excellent. The mountain biking in Blacksburg is also amazing according to my sister there. Unfortunately I’m almost certainly not going to be graduating on time due to VT having stricter requirements than VCU as well as me already having retaken multiple classes at VCU, but I’m not especially concerned about that.
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2023.05.29 05:48 CodeWild7795 Started a swim team and I’m afraid my jewelry will come out in the water. Is there special jewelry I can wear while swimming?

I started a swim team and it starts next week and I have a couple of piercings that can’t be taken out yet due to the process of still healing. Nostril, septum and my 4th lobes. I absolutely can not take them out because they will close and I’m just wondering is there jewelry like made for swimming? Maybe something that doesn’t fall out? I’m just worried my septum and my earrings will fall out in the water and I’ll have to get them pierced again. Responses are appreciated! 😊
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2023.05.29 03:42 Massive_Level_7127 What Are Bluetooth Bone Conduction Headsets and Can They Damage Your Hearing?

What Are Bluetooth Bone Conduction Headsets and Can They Damage Your Hearing?
This is an era of frequent disasters, but also an era of heroes. At the scene of emergencies such as earthquakes, fires, and floods, there are always respectable firefighters who are desperate to save lives. Various equipment enters the rescue scene with firefighters, among which communication equipment is the most important. The harsh environment of the rescue site is a huge challenge for firefighters to communicate.
To solve this problem, people have equipped firefighters with a new communication artifact — tactical Bluetooth bone conduction headsets to help firefighters listen to clear instructions in noisy and harsh environments, so that they can accurately and quickly reply to information. Tactical Bluetooth bone conduction headsets relatively bulky. Based on the same principle of sound transmission, engineers have developed this type of headphones for ordinary users. In the past two years, they have become a phenomenon-level earphone product and are very popular among young people.

What are Bluetooth bone conduction headsets?

Bone conduction earphones are earphones that “attach the sounding unit to the temple and other parts, convert the sound into mechanical vibration by the sounding unit, cause the bone to vibrate through the mechanical vibration, and conduct the sound to the auditory nerve from the bone”. Simply put, Bluetooth bone conduction headsets are headphones that use human bones as the sound transmission medium.

Bluetooth bone conduction headsets are a new application of mature technology. Its technology is widely used in the military, fire protection, hearing aids, and other fields. Daily listening to music is a newly expanded application field of bone conduction earphones. However, it is foreseeable that the field of listening to music will make Bluetooth bone conduction headsets more popular.
However, some people are worried that bone conduction headsets will damage hearing

Can Bluetooth bone conduction headsets damage hearing?

Bluetooth bone conduction headsets are usually less harmful to the ears, but if used for a long time and at excessive volume, hearing damage can occur.

Since Bluetooth bone conduction headsets do not need to be plugged into the ear canal when worn, they will not cause damage to the ear due to wearing them. They transmit sound without passing through the ear canal and eardrum, which avoids eardrum damage caused by vibrating the eardrum.
When the Bluetooth bone conduction headsets are used, the ear canal is kept open, which is important for the hygiene of the ear. And they will not cause the ear canal to be wet and stuffy to breed bacteria due to sweat depositing caused by long-term exercise, thereby avoiding the damage to the ear by diseases such as otitis media.
In addition to small damage to the ear canal and eardrum, Bluetooth bone conduction headsets also have very little damage to the inner ear. Due to the relatively gentle and stable vibrating waves of the headphones, they have little damage to the cochlea. Moreover, the electromagnetic waves of them are very small, and their impact on the auditory nerve and brain nerve is also very small.
Therefore, Bluetooth bone conduction headsets will not damage hearing, they protect hearing completely, from the ear canal, eardrum, cochlea to auditory nerves, etc..They are the healthiest kind of headphones.
For hearing protection, when using Bluetooth bone conduction headsets, remember not to use high volumes for a long time, which can cause damage to hearing. In fact, no matter what kind of headphones you wear, long-term use at high volume will definitely cause damage to hearing. It is generally recommended that after using headphones for 2–3 hours, you should rest for 10–15 minutes.
In addition to very little damage to the ears, Bluetooth bone conduction headsets are also very safe. They allow you to listen to music when you can also hear the surrounding environment sounds, which avoids outdoor sports encounters danger. And they are also very comfortable to wear. These advantages are determined by their working methods

How does Bluetooth bone conduction headsets work?

Bluetooth bone conduction headsets are a new application of proven technology, but bone conduction has a long history, with its first applications dating back to the 18th century.

It is rumored that Beethoven, who was deaf, rubbed one end of a long rod into the piano. He put the other end in his mouth and kept it as close to the ear as possible. When playing, the long rod transmitted the sound to the jawbone and the cochlea of the inner ear, so that Beethoven could hear the sound of the piano. This was so important for Beethoven cause he regained his sense of hearing again and he can continue his music composition. This may be the earliest documented application of bone conduction technology.

When the bone conduction headphone works, it converts the sound signal into mechanical vibration by the sound unit and drives the skull to vibrate at the same frequency, allowing the sound to reach the cochlea of the middle ear and inner ear. Finally, we can hear the sound. In the process of sound transmission, they directly bypass the ear canal and eardrum to reach the inner ear, taking a shortcut. Just because it takes a shortcut, it reduces the damage to the ear canal and eardrum, making it the healthiest headphone.
Most of us have been exposed to bone conduction in our daily life. Put your ears close to the ground, and you can hear the footsteps of “tap, tap, tap” through vibration; cover your ears, and you can still hear yourself mumbling, which is a natural phenomenon of bone conduction.
Bone conduction headphones are becoming more and more popular among young people,and more and more brands join this field.So, which brand is the best?In my opinion, those brands that have accumulated technology in this field are trustworthy.Below, I have sorted out some good Bluetooth bone conduction headphones brands, and recommend them to you. I hope they can help.

1. Wissonly Hi Runner Bluetooth bone conduction headsets

Recommended reason
Wissonly bone conduction vibration unit optimization technology is one of the best technical solutions in the industry, because their team has accumulated in the field of bone conduction for 10 years, which is highly respected by people in the industry in terms of product quality and hearing protection.
Once, there was a saying that the sound quality of Bluetooth bone conduction headsets was average. However, Wissonly Hi Runner refreshes this knowledge. It is excellent in sound quality. It uses a 360-degree bone conduction vibration unit, which can increase the vibration area by 35% compared with traditional Bluetooth bone conduction headsets. Moreover, its loss of bone conduction sound transmission is lower, making the sound more shocking and powerful.
Wissonly Hi Runner has added a number of innovative features to make Bluetooth bone conduction headsets better integrated into many scenes in life. It supports IPX8 diving waterproof, which is very good for me who loves swimming. What’s crazy is that it can still work normally under 20 meters of water! It also has 32GB of memory, so it can play music even if it is not connected to a mobile phone. I basically use it as an MP3 player, and I don’t take my mobile phone for running at night. It uses the Bluetooth 5.0 chip, and outdoor activities can make the connection more stable.
In terms of appearance, Wissonly Hi Runner adopts classic black color, and its simple appearance involves matching whatever clothes you wear in any scene.

2.Philips 7607 Bluetooth bone conduction headsets

Recommended reason
Its sounding unit adopt a large-size vibrator of 17mm, which makes it have the effect of high, medium and low triple-frequency balance in sound quality performance. The low-frequency dive is sufficient, the medium and high frequencies are clear and not harsh, but there will be some missing sounds. It is also equipped with an intimate LED night run lamp at the rear end of the body, which can turn on the LED by turning on the key three times in a row. It also has three modes, which is suitable for wearing at night, so that people around it can perceive their own position and ensure their own safety factor to a certain extent.Its IPX6 waterproof rating is not afraid of sweat in daily wear.

3.AfterShokz OPENRUN PRO Bluetooth bone conduction headsets

Recommended reason
Openrun PRO also pays great attention to comfort in wearing, and its body is made of skin-friendly silicone which makes it more comfortable, and it can be better enjoyed. In order to reduce the weight, titanium alloy is selected in its connection material, which is not easy to bend and deform, ensuring the service life. The Bluetooth bone conduction headsets are also equipped with Qualcomm QCC3024 chip and Bluetooth 5.0, and have stable connection and no disconnection in daily use.

4.earsopen PEACE Bone Conduction Headset

Recommended reason
Earsopen was born in Tokyo, Japan, and is a brand of Bluetooth bone conduction headsets owned by BoCo Co., Ltd. Earsopen PEACE TW-1 is the first Bluetooth headphones with left-right separation among bone conduction products. Because the sounding unit is small and closer to the ear canal, the sound leakage is also very small. The main body of the headphone is T-shaped, and the ear clip is adopted. Comfort is not as high as the first two models, but this way of wearing is really the only one. If you must choose TWS’s one, it’s good.

5. vidonn F3 Bluetooth bone conduction headsets

Recommended reason
The weight of this bone conduction headphone is only 29g, and there is comfortable when it is used, whether it is hanging on the neck or hanging on the ear for a long time. The charging port of F3 headphones is a universal standard MICRO-USB interface. The charging port is waterproof with a soft rubber plug, which is not connected to the body, so there is a risk of loss. The disadvantage is that the sound quality is average, and the sound leakage is serious.
Among the several bone conduction headsets recommended above, Wissonly and Aftershokz are the two products with the best overall performance, both in terms of sound quality, safety, comfort and sound leakage reduction.Considering the cost performance ratio, Wissonly will be better and worth recommending.
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2023.05.29 03:23 Massive_Level_7127 What Are Bone Conduction Headphones and Do Bone Conduction Headphone Leak sound?

What Are Bone Conduction Headphones and Do Bone Conduction Headphone Leak sound?
In daily life, the sound of teeth colliding can be clearly heard by us, but people around us cannot hear it. This is probably the nearest case of bone conduction technology around us. When you collide your teeth, you may hardly imagine that this sound transmission method will be applied by talented engineers to create the latest popular product-bone conduction earphones.

what are bone conduction headphones?

Bone conduction headphone is a type of headphone using bone conduction technology. Its biggest feature is that it uses bone conduction to transmit sound, uses human bones as the medium for transmitting sound, and directly transmits sound to the auditory nerve to form hearing.

This distinctive technical feature has also revolutionized the way it is worn. The wearing method of bone conduction earphones has changed from traditional in-ear wearing to hanging ear wearing. When wearing it, you only need to hang the earphone on the auricle and put the vibration unit close to the temple, and the whole ear is completely open. The change in the way of sound transmission and wearing has made bone conduction headphones another type of earphone, which is a huge upgrade compared to traditional earphones. Many ear doctors also highly recommend them, because they are better and healthier for ears.
In addition to be health for ears,they have many advantages,such as,safe,hygienic,comfortable,unique appearance.Their only shortcoming is that there is a sound leakage problem

Do bone conduction headphone leak sound?

Bone conduction headphones will leak sound, but now some mature brands have found a solution to the problem of sound leakage, such as Wissonly and Aftershokz have done a good job in reducing sound leakage.

The sound leakage problem of bone conduction headphones is mainly due to the fact that they convert sound into mechanical vibration through the sound unit, and vibrate the bone to transmit sound. When the headphone is working, the shell of the headphone will be vibrated together by the sound unit, and the shell will vibrate the surrounding air, so sound leakage will occur. In other words, the shell of the bone conduction headphone becomes the "amplified speaker" of the headphone, spreading the sound to the surroundings.
From the principle of the sound leakage phenomenon, we can easily see that all bone conduction headphones have sound leakage problems. Those headphones that claim to have no sound leakage at all are basically fake.
It's just that some bone conduction headphones may have made more efforts to reduce sound leakage. For example, some headphones use anti-phase sound waves to offset the sound waves of sound leakage, or through the integrated design of the body without holes, reduce the air vibration caused by the vibration unit, thereby reducing sound leakage. There are also some brands that optimize the structural design and increase the shock absorption function of the body to reduce sound leakage. It should be said that with the efforts of the entire industry, the sound leakage of bone conduction headphones has also been greatly improved.
Although bone conduction headphones have the problem of sound leakage, it has to be said that they have several outstanding advantages
Safer: Wear them without blocking your ears, which allows you to maintain awareness of your surroundings and make outdoor sports safer;

Healthier: They use bones to transmit sound and do not need to use the eardrum, which avoids damage to the eardrum and can protect hearing well;
More hygienic: bone conduction headphones do not need to be worn in the ear, even if worn for a long time, they can keep the ear canal clean and avoid the growth of bacteria;
More comfortable: They are very light, there is no feeling of weight when wearing them, and the wearing comfort is very high.
These advantages also make them popular among young people.
The following are recommendations for several excellent bone conduction headphones. Some of these earphones have good sound quality and sound leak reduction, and some are low-cost entry-level products.

1. wissonly Hi Runner bone conduction headphones

Reason for recommendation
Wissonly's core team is a team engaged in the research and development of bone conduction products earlier. They have accumulated 10 years' technology in this field. They have adopted the best acoustic laboratory in the Eastern Hemisphere for sound adjustment. Wissonly Hi Runner has good technical solutions to the problems of sound leakage, sound quality and waterproof of pseudo-bone conduction headphones.
Wissonly bone conduction vibrator adopts a unique full-wrapped design, which makes the vibrator work in a closed environment, reducing the impact on the shell, thus reducing the vibration of the shell and finally reducing the sound leakage by 90%.
Wissonly uses a large-size bone conduction vibrator, and the effective vibration area of the vibrator is increased by 35% through structural optimization. At the same time, the sound transmission direction is optimized, the sound loss is reduced, and the sound is more concentrated.
Wissonly Hi Runner adopts integrated molding technology, with no holes in the headphones’ body and it is no splicing, which realizes IPX8 waterproof, and can be used for swimming and bathing. Even in the depth of 20 meters, diving is no problem.
It also has 32G of built-in memory, which can store 5000 songs. You can use it as amp3 player when you don't have a mobile phone.
In a word, Wissonly Hi Runner is a product with powerful functions, stable technology and high cost performance.

2. Philips 7607 bone conduction headphones

Reason for recommendation
They use a 17mm large-scale sound unit that makes their low-frequency sound more delicate, and that makes middle and high frequency sound clearer and not harsh. IP67 waterproof performance allows them to have a waterproof and sweatproof function in daily wear, and to be no problem in the face of sudden rain in a short time. When you wear them at night, LED night running lights make passing vehicles perceive your own location, so the safety factor is higher.

3.AfterShokz OpenSwim bone conduction headphones

Reason for recommendation
The body of the headphone is made of skin-friendly silicone, and its light body is only weighs 36g. It has ergonomic structure of the ear design, no matter running, jumping, wearing glasses without pressure, more intimate details. The waterproof performance of OpenSwim reaches IP68 level, which is suitable for swimmers. A long strip structure design is adopted at the sound generating part, so that the loudspeaker has a larger surface area and higher sound transmission efficiency. With its own 4G memory, it can use as a mp3 player.Its battery life reach 8 hours, no matter about long time using.But this headphones does not support Bluetooth and calling functions.

4.Earsopen PEACE bone conduction headphones

Reason for recommendation:
The Japanese bone conduction headphones adopt the wearing method of ear clipping that is very novel. Although they are ear clipping type, after wearing it for a long time the ear will be somewhat painful. They have IPX7 waterproof performance. Both battery and charger can be used in the charging case, but there is a small problem that the charging case is not waterproof. Their sound quality is still good, and they are excellent in the audio performance of the high, medium and low. And there is a sound leakage problem, but the overall is still good.

5.Nank Runner CC3 bone conduction headphones

Reason for recommendation:
Runner CC 2 bone conduction headphones adopt a combination of soft and hard to reduce sound leakage. The entire headphones adopt a seamless design, even the headset mic is wrapped in silicone. The unique sound leakage cancellation technology can greatly reduce the leakage phenomenon.
It uses magnetic charging, after each use, you only need to put the magnetic tip in the buckle position of the headphones. Compared to traditional headphones, Runner CC2 bone conduction headphones has no holes in the entire body, and it has a certain waterproof effect.
It is generally a good entry-level bone conduction headphone. But the waterproof level is not enough, it is are not suitable rain or water sports.
Among the above five products, Wissonly and Aftershokz are my favorite. Their sound quality, sound leakage reduction and comfort are all very good. Compared with the two brands, Wissonly' product parameters are better, cost-effective, and worth buying
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2023.05.29 01:07 BIGBOOSTING Sandals Royal Curacao Review

Just got back from Sandals Royal Curacao! This is a long review. I took over this subreddit to make it as informational as possible about the resorts, so here we go! Please feel free to ask any questions if I missed something.
We stayed May 22-27 in a Sunchi Swim-up Club Level room (HSUP). We were in Sunchi Building 8, which is the last building on one side of the resort. We stayed in 1253, which is the second-to-last room on the first floor. All that to say, Curacao is a long resort and you'll definitely get your steps in! But we were also right next to the dive shop, which was fantastic for us.
The swim-up room was amazing and highly recommended! We ended up using it more than the double infinity pool. They did a perfect job at keeping the in-room bar stocked with alcohol and juices/water (around 10am). We didn't have to call for anything once. So we would hang out in the pool (which connects across buildings 7 & 8, and there is a common area) and make our own drinks. Many times we were the only ones in the pool out of all the rooms. The swim-up pool is completely private, there is no entry except through a room, and there are a lot of gorgeous plants and flowers blocking it from the other side. Hummingbirds would be 1 foot away and were fun to watch. Floats are provided for each room. Use the ice bucket to keep bottles cool outside.
Ordering food from Room Service was consistently 40-45 minutes. At night it was quiet, as the music from the main area doesn't really reach building 8. No one would be in the swim-up pool after 10, it would start to get a little chilly with the wind. It gets very, very dark towards the Sunchi end of the resort. I recommend using the building side to reach your room, not the garden path.
Two subjective complaints:
(1) Housekeeping was very late. Some days they didn't come until 4-5pm, and the evening turn-down and towel replenishment didn't happen until 10pm. Between the swim-up and shower and wet floors, you NEED towels. We supplemented with the brown pool towels, grabbing them any time we went by the other pools. The late service could be because we were in the last building, but I'm not sure. The housekeepers did do a very thorough job and the rooms were clean and new.
(2) When we first checked-in, the back door's lock looked like it was forcibly broken and mangled. We had them replace it, but it still didn't lock. There is a second set of heavy wooden doors (blinds really) that do close and lock, so we weren't overly concerned. I don't think someone tried to break in, based on how the pool would make it hard to get to. But I can see someone getting locked out accidentally and having no other option but to break the door, since you can't get out of the pool area otherwise.
The service across all restaurants and bars was outstanding. We never experienced a wait or long times to get our ordedrinks. The waitstaff were happy to talk to you and literally everyone says hello as you pass by. Concierge was perfect and accommodating as well. Restaurants had most of everything, and they would tell you what they're out of as you sat down.
Pietra - Our go-to breakfast buffet. At lunch they change the buffet to different food by country (Asian, Mexican, American, etc.). The food was all great at lunch. I ate too many fajitas.
Vincent - Reservation required. I recommend the Escargots and Foie Gras. They were out of the Cured Beef Bresaola.
Toteki, La Palma, Kishi - Food trucks. These were great for a snack. Get the cuttlefish and shrimp from La Palma, and the General Tso's Steak Bao Buns from Kishi.
Strand - For dinner, absolutely get the Snapper. It was my favorite meal of the trip. My husband liked the Surf & Turf at Strand better than Butch's. Strand also has a lunch menu with American-type items on it. The shrimp Caesar wrap was a nice light lunch.
Butch's - Reservation required. We went twice for dinner, once for breakfast. For dinner appetizers, try the Waldorf Caesar, Crispy Goat Cheese Salad, and Grilled Black Pepper Bacon (definitely that one). The Aged Prime Rib and Chargrilled Lamb Chops were great. We also had the Surf & Turf and Steak Diane which were very good too. Absolutely get the Willy Wonka Brulee - it was my favorite dessert on the resort.
Gatsu Gatsu - We went twice. The sushi here is so good. It's 4 pieces per roll. I recommend the Champagne Lobster and Caribbean Dynamite rolls. Shrimp tempura and crispy chicken karaage were our favorite appetizers. They were out of edamame and tonkotsu ramen.
Kanaal - Nice to pop into for a cappuccino or sweets.
Zuka and Aolo's - did not try.
Note: We wanted to order champagne (Veuve Clicquot) but the resort (or at least Butch's, Kanaal, and Pietra) was out of that and several of their Proseccos. We did end up getting 2 bottles of Prosecco though.
Scuba Diving
Scuba was great and the team was a lot of fun. You have to do a check-out dive if you haven't logged a dive recently (they do check your log book if you want to avoid the check-out dive). We did ours around 11am and were able to go on an afternoon dive the same day (we were waitlisted, but some didn't show up). You sign up for dives starting at 8am 2 days out, so if you want to dive Friday, show up on Wednesday morning at 8am to sign up. They do keep waitlists for each dive. The dive shop has lockers! Great for if your room is at the other end of the resort and you don't want to walk with your stuff every morning.
The dive schedule seems highly variable - while we were there, they did 2-tank morning dives Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, and a 1-tank afternoon dive those days. Tuesday and Thursday they do a 1-tank morning dive, and 1-tank afternoon dive. I'm not sure about Saturday-Sunday since we weren't there. But, they said just a month ago they were only able to do 1-tank morning dives each day and no afternoon dives, as the water would get too choppy. And yes, the water was very choppy and it was windy all day. I saw a red flag or two at the resort while we were there. So you may want to check out the weather in Curacao the month you want to book.
They mentioned all the dive sites were 5-10 minutes away, but we were able to go Double Reef Thursday, the farthest site at 30 minutes. There were several turtles, a reef shark, squid, and a great variety of fish and coral. It was the best dive I've been in on years. However, they said it had been a month and a half since they'd been able to reach the site because of the choppiness. A couple on the boat had been able to go with an offsite-company and enter via shore, so that's an option as well.
You can take a cab from the resort to Willemstad for $49 each way. Our cab was private and air conditioned. The drivers were very nice. They dropped us off next to the CURACAO sign, and pickup was there too (they gave you a card and you call them 30 minutes before you're ready to leave). Right by the Curacao sign, there's a tiny alley with a white and blue cow - go down that alley for some great gelato. There's also an ice cream place near the sign that claims to give you an orgasm in less than a minute, but I didn't partake. There are lots of cafes and souvenir shops around Willemstad. There's a fresh fish and fruit market. You'll be near where the cruise ships dock. Check out the bridge and forts. Pop into a casino for some much-needed A/C. As an aside, a local man very persistently forced his help on us (where are you going, follow me down this alley, etc...) and wouldn't leave us alone and stop following us even after we said we knew where we were going, and ultimately asked for beer money, but the city seemed safe. There were several police officers around the streets we passed. Just be aware of your surroundings (as in any city).
The bus ride from/to the airport took us 40-45 minutes. It's a very nice and comfortable bus. You'll see a Sandals area at the end after you pick up your luggage. The airport was very nice and modern and quick to get through (we were first off the plane though). On departure, there seemed to be only one main hot food place after security, but they have a VIP/Priority Pass lounge that had some good light food on the buffet and a hot menu to order from as well. Check if your credit card has that as a perk to avoid the long line at the other restaurant. It opens at 1pm.
Spa/Gym - The spa was nice and clean. You have your own private bathroom/changing area in the table room versus a general locker room. The gym had a steady flow of people, but wasn't ever too crowded.
Curacao is HOT in May. Seriously. It was 86 every day, with a heat index around 96-97. Now, I was born and raised in South Georgia where it gets 95 with a 110 index in the summer, but this heat hit different. The UV index on my weather app said 11. Wear sunscreen and stay in the water. And get used to being wet - it'll either be pool water, ocean, or sweat depending on your location at the resort. It was mostly sunny every day, with a few clouds in the afternoon. No rain. At night it cools off well enough. Thankfully there's always a nice breeze going on. But stay hydrated and pay attention to your skin. Walking around the city with the heat was a bit much, we started at 9 and made it to 12 before calling it quits.
I loved it! I highly recommend a Swim-up room, but maybe ask for a central building instead of on the edge of the resort (walking that far in the extreme heat with no shade gets old fast). Great service, wonderful staff. I would pick another month to go back though. May was just too hot for me!
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2023.05.29 00:32 TriviaWithDad EP#43 (Math, Penguins) 6 out of 10!

Math and Penguins, what more do you need in life? Score to beat this week is 6 out of 10. Enjoy!
Round 1: Math - It’s taught so much in school, it must be important! You have only 3.14 seconds to answer each question, got to be quick here folks.
  1. Is zillion a real number?
  2. What prime number comes next after 3?
  3. If you tip 20% on an $80 dinner bill. How much is the tip?
  4. What is the term for the theory that small things can have non-linear impacts on complex structures? For example a rock kicked into a pond, can lead to a fish swimming a different direction, which leads to a bird diving, etc until all of a sudden a hurricane happens….
  5. What unit of time is 1/100th of a second?
Answers: Math
  1. No - it’s just a term to describe a really large number.
  2. 5. Prime numbers are whole numbers greater than 1 whose only factor are 1 and itself.
  3. $16. The math is $2 for every $10, Life Skills. If you have a dinner bill, just round to the nearest $10 and give $2 for every $10.
  4. Butterfly Effect. Ashton Kutcher, strange movie back in the day...
  5. A centisecond, however it’s also referred to as a jiffy, which is a real number, unlike a zillion.
Round 2: Penguins - A group of penguins in the water is called a raft, but a group on land is called a waddle. These penguin questions are all over the map, good luck.
  1. What superhero has an enemy called the Penguin?
  2. Penguins are one of the few birds that cannot do what?
  3. The Penguins are a NHL Hockey team from which American city?
  4. What is the largest penguin species?
  5. Skipper, Kowalski, Rico and Private are a waddle of adventurous penguins from what animated film franchise?
Answers: Penguins
  1. Batman. He's an interesting super hero because he has no special powers, just gadgets.
  2. Fly, but it’s said they have evolved to fly underwater and that they have one of the most streamlined bodies in the animal kingdom.
  3. Pittsburgh. Fun Fact everyone who lives anywhere close to Pittsburgh says they are from Pittsburgh.
  4. Emperor Penguin. They are about the size of a 6 year old.
  5. Madagascar. The movie exploded into spin-offs and sequels. They even made a film called Penguins of Madagascar.
Happy Memorial Day Weekend! Don't let summer learning loss take over, 4 out of 5 penguins recommended listening to Trivia with Dad Podcast as a way to learn new facts and prevent summer learning loss.
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2023.05.28 23:55 Bateman_Not_Batman #how to get ahead in ai.dvertising [SP]

The Future is Officially Canceled.
Dee had read articles like this before. He couldn’t remember if the future had ever been officially canceled. But it had been canceled. Unofficially, perhaps. Hence the need to do it officially.
He skimmed the first few paragraphs …the slow cancellation of the future… …pop culture is eating itself… …imitators are imitating an imitation… The ‘slow cancellation’ theory was first flung around in the early twenty first century, on the hypothesis that if you played 1970s music to someone in the 1950s, it would blow their freaking mind. And if you played music from the 1990s to someone in the 1970s, their mind would be equally blown. But if you played music from the ‘10s to someone in the 1990s it wouldn’t be that much of a stretch. In fact, that person may even think they had heard some of it before. The same thing with music from the ‘30s to someone in the ‘10s or music from now to someone in the ‘30s. That person might conceivably think they were even listening to music from a previous decade. Pop culture had referenced itself so many times over, it was now just a copy of a copy of a copy. Degrading every time.
Dee looked down at the article's credit, Dennis Bagley, Editorial AI Operator. He knew it, AI. No wonder it read so familiar. He looked up at the various awards on his top shelf. Dee knew he was different. Better. His AI operating skills were the thing of accolades. The thing of applause. Just last week he and his AI processor picked up Gold in Effectology for their Just Poo It campaign for Charmin. And Silver in Originology for their The Ketchup In The Rye commercial for Pepsi-Heinz, about a young guy who gets kicked out of school and stays out all night trying to find a bottle of ketchup. He looked down at his processor and beamed. Its glowing red light beamed back at him.
They didn’t just stumble into that kind of effectiveness. Campaigns didn’t even get greenlit unless they scored ninety or above on the Effectology meter. He and his AI were usually hitting ninety twos or ninety threes, even a ninety five for Here’s To The Lazy Ones for Caspar mattresses. That campaign killed.
But Dee held himself to that higher calling, Originology. The metrics of original ideas. Sure, the AI did most of the work but Dee was able to tweak his processor to go way beyond the requisite twenty five percent Originology score. Together they were nailing figures in the forties, sometimes even peaking into the fifties. Scores that were head and shoulders above the rest of the department.
That’s how he could afford the sweet ‘18 Jordans Reissues on his feet. He curled his luxe Loewe headphone cable through his fingers and wrapped it around his neck like a scarf. He scoffed at a time when people didn’t think they needed a headphone cable. And imagined having nothing to twirl while listening to reinterpreted rock, nothing to wind around his fingers while he fed the processor. How many headphones must have been lost forever, just because they weren’t plugged in? Like everything else in pop culture, what went around came around, and, relatively recently, headphone cables had come back hard as the status symbol. Today, you didn’t just have to have a cable to be considered cool, you had to have the cable. It had to be thick as a rope, plated with rare metals, and covered in a fancy leather sheath from a chic brand like Gucci or Loewe.
Dee beamed as he thought of all the cool historical cultural knowledge he had amassed. Not just advertising history like the dweebs in the cubicles around him, but film history, fashion history, art history, music history. If it happened in culture, he knew about it. And he used it. That’s how he scored so high on the Originology meter. It made him feel almost like a real writer. Though he would never say that out loud. He imagined being like the old timers, upstairs. The un.ai.ded human writers, that clients would pay a serious premium for. Then he wouldn’t have to work on ketchup and toilet roll. He could have a crack at the big dogs, like Googlesoft, United American Airlines or DoritosLocosTacoBell. For now though, he’d have to stick with clients more becoming of his position. This morning’s task was to create a campaign for Pepsi-Crest. A toothpaste. Not super interesting. But he knew how to spice it up. Instead of letting his AI go back through decades of toothpaste ads just to pump out tired old crap like the It Cleans Your Face While it Cleans Your Teeth campaign that Mike Bey pitched last week, Dee mixed in a little fast food inspo from one of his favorite eras and found himself at the highly original and equally effective Where’s the Teeth? campaign. He was stunned by his own brilliance. He patted his processor and imagined it congratulating him back, then he programmed it to write an epic fifteen second anthem film and a suite of six second pre-roll spots, then sent it off to the CG department to render in time to air that night. Dee’s colleagues often asked him how he and his processor were so good at what they did. How their campaigns always scored so highly in both Effectology and Originology. They all used the same machine learning. It’s what the agency sold itself on. Never wanting to sound aloof; even though he was, or like he was tooting his own horn; even though he often did, he would merely say, “I like to pepper a bit of non advertising data in there. A little hint of me.” It was enough to provoke gasps and even make his colleagues take a step back or two, they had all been programmed to do just one task, feed the machine with advertising data. They couldn’t fathom diverging. “The AI should be enough,” was the general understanding. “The machine has better knowledge of advertising history than we do,” and “knows the ins and outs of Effectology better than we ever could.” It’s even been “scientifically programmed to exceed all expectation of Originology.” Dee couldn’t be swayed by any of the standard reactions. He would just smile, and casually amble off. Knowing full well he was beating the machine. He was a rebel in his own right. That afternoon, his section boss leaned over his cubicle. “Hullo Tara.” “Keep it formal please, colleague,” she scolded, “call me Antino. What do you look so ruddy chuffed about anyway?” “I just came up with a brilliant campaign for a very dull toothpaste. You’ll see it on The Comedy Central Reruns Channel tonight.” “Yes, well, an upstairs project is running behind and they’re calling on us down here to pull together some inspo decks, help jostle something loose in those tired old brains.” “Wouldn’t that make them not human-made? What are their clients paying all that money for?” “Loopholes, colleague, loopholes. As long as one of them humans writes the final line, it doesn’t matter how much AI they used to get there. “ “I could do that. I could do better than that. Did I tell you about my toothpaste campaign?” “Yes you did. Twice now. Must be good.” “It is.” “Well, here’s your chance for a peek into the real writer life. I’m deprioritizing your regular workload and prioritizing this inspo creation.” “Yeahhh!” Dee punched the air and freeze framed like he saw in an old movie. “The brief is for Fiat Maserati Jeep Dodge RAM. It’s a car. The Fiat Maserati Jeep Dodge RAM Unica. Like a fancy off-roader, you know what I mean? They wanna sell it to people in cities who don’t drive. More of a status symbol, you know what I mean? Like park it in front of your house so people will know you could go off-roading if you wanted to. Audience archetype is Moms. You getting this?” Dee finally broke his freeze frame but his mind was already whirring. “Yeah, I got it.” “Alright then. Bon chance.” Dee jumped into action, flipped up his AI processor’s screen and started cross referencing old Land Rover ads with The Rock movies, some Nora Ephron classics, Michelle Rodriguez’s character from all twenty eight Fast & Furious movies; even the fully CGI’d ones, the scene from Mrs Doubtfire when she’s playing the broomstick like a guitar, some Bikini Kill records, a memory of his own Mom making him wait in the car while she went shopping at Bergdorfs, a bunch of cool off-roading stuff from Top Gear and a painting of a car he’d always loved by Robert Bechtle. The machine spat out fifteen possible campaign inspo starters and Dee ran-walked them to the inspo courier in the office atrium. Before the day ended, a synthetic orchestra sounded through the building, \Pah pahhh, pah pa pah pa pah pahhh** and the employees were called into the atrium. Office meeting. As Dee strolled in, he caught the rare sight of the last few human copywriters lined up around the balcony above them. They applauded the downstairs employees, theatrically, motioning with their claps as they walked in and took seats, stood awkwardly or otherwise congregated.
There was a dramatic hush before one of the last true human copywriters finally spoke. “Great inspo. Thanks.” Wow. Each word, each letter, worth its weight in gold. That's probably why they used so few, thought Dee. “Yeah, really really good stuff.” Said another. “AI did this?” Said a third as she held the sheets of inspo out. “Some of the best inspo I’ve ever seen in all of my career.” Coughed the oldest and most regal sounding.
Dee squinted and peered up at them. Was that his inspo deck they were flashing around? Was this whole elaborate ceremony all to celebrate his AI operating? He didn’t know whether to be chuffed or anxious. Did they know he was cheating the system? Did they care? These are some of the last true human copywriters in history. They have, and are encouraged to have, the unique thought. Their work isn’t judged on how similar-without-being-exactly-the-same it is to existing campaigns. It’s judged on how different, how breakthrough, how stand out it is.
“It was me!” Dee blurted out. Quite uncharacteristically. He was usually so cool with the compliments. So coy with the recognition. His whole angle required it.
The other AI operators standing around him took their requisite step back, though this time it was less in awe, more in disgust. The air in the room stiffened. AI had ruled his department, and most of the industry, for so long that people didn’t speak up anymore. They just quietly fed the machine. And the machine took all the glory. Dee felt instant ostracism from the colleagues he had worked alongside for most of his career. He immediately questioned his outburst and retracted his ownership claim, knowing that his inspo deck would have been one of many.
“Some of it, at least. My AI, I mean. Processor.” He said. Sheepish this time. Back in his place.
The last few human copywriters smiled, nodded, bowed, gave final congratulations to all from high up on their balcony and then shuffled away in single file. All but one, Sir Coughing-Most-Regal. He slowly made his way down the grand staircase, into the atrium. A man leaving behind his usual pomp and circumstance, bringing his rare ability of unique thought into a crowd of imitation suppliers. As he reached the bottom step, he lost all of his royal air and seemed suddenly so vulnerable, walking among the regular folk. Most of Dee’s colleagues had already left, gone back to their metal masters, but Dee stayed. He knew this old man was coming to see him. He thought he might be in for a dressing down but he hoped it would be the opposite. He manifested that this titan of singular thought, the rare, unique idea, was coming to congratulate him.
“Freedkin.” The old man shoved out his hand. “Pleasure.” Dee shook it. “You say you programmed this inspo deck, yes?” He flapped the pages around. “Yes.” “Ruddy good work, let me tell you.” “Thank you.” “In all my years, since this artificial thinking thing came in, I’ve never read anything so good. Inspired me all over. I’ve been positively bursting with ideas since.” “Thank… you.” “AI wrote this you say?” “Yes.” “Ruddy good for AI. Never read anything so ruddy good. And you processed it?” “Yes.” “What’s your name son?” “Dee.” “Dee what?” “Palmer.” “Pleasure to meet you, Palmer. How much did you… influence it, the AI?” “How do you mean, sir?” “Call me Freedkin.” “How do you mean, Freedkin?” “I mean… how much of it is yours and how much is the machine’s?” Dee didn’t answer. He was looking for the angle. This old man surely didn’t value what AI does. He’s one of the last bastions of actual human creation. What was he getting at? Freedkin reoriented his question. “Mostly the machine or mostly you?” Dee thought he might have a kindred spirit here, in front of him, for the first time. He was going to take a risk. Recognizing a willingness to open up, Freedkin leaned in and spoke quietly. “Did you write this inspo or did the machine?” “I wrote it.” Dee postured. “All.” “Thought so. Good job. Our secret.” Freedkin winked. “Jolly good.” The next day, as he fed his AI little snippets of unexpected data, Dee noticed a hush come over his floor. The usual keyboard click, clack and grumble of inter-colleague banter were dead silent. All that was left was the processors’ harmonic hum. He lifted himself from his expensive ergonomic office chair and peered over his cubicle wall, spying across the sea of operators that made up the AI.ded Creativity department. A hunched figure at the opposite end of the bullpen sauntered from operator to operator, swilling a cup of coffee, looking in at each workstation. Giving a “hello” here, a nod there, even the odd salute. It was Freedkin. A real writer. Down here with the machine feeders. The other operators seemed afraid to go near him. Worried they might infect him with their inability. Dee had never seen a real writer in the operators’ bullpen. Freedkin, already old by industry standards, looked positively ancient in these surroundings. A sepia photograph in a technicolor world. Dee watched him, wondering if he should call out. He felt bound by social etiquette to not foist another outburst onto his peers. So he just watched, for a number of minutes, until Freedkin was close enough that his old eyes could make out Dee’s visage.
“Palmer!” Bingo. The two sat in Dee’s cubicle. Freedkin in the expensive office chair, as was fitting, and Dee on the wooden footstool. “For a short time we all worked from home. At the start of my career. For a short time.” “Everyone?” “Most. Not everyone, I suppose. But it was the thing to do. Was deemed more productive. Until it wasn’t. Then when this thing became the norm,” he tapped on Dee’s tiny AI processor, its red light glowed, “there was a sort of an office renaissance. I remember the bigwigs back then didn’t really want us using AI for ideas. Like it was giving in to the machine. We slowly got called back to the agency so they could keep an eye on our output. Keep it human, I suppose. That’s when the separation happened. In the end, the agency had to start using artificial thinking to keep up with demand. What are you lot churning out these days? Three campaigns a day? Four? We used to get a whole week to come up with one idea. After a while, of course, it got squeezed down to a couple of days. To the point where we needed the machine to keep up. Not long after, the bigwigs realized they could actually charge more off of the ‘human’ written stuff. Anyway, enough of the history lesson, what.” “It’s very interesting.” “Yes well, what I really came down here for,” Freedkin paused and looked around, “was some of that… good… inspo.” “I hear ya.” Dee poised his fingers over his keyboard and looked into the air like he was about to write something un.ai.ded, cocksure in his posture. “What’s this one about then?” “Watches. For Googlesoft. ‘Time,’ I was thinking, means so much, yet so little. Where does it all go? You know? How do we make more of it? Watches are time machines. See?” Dee’s posture sank. He thought of all that, by himself? No machine? He suddenly felt very ineffective. Unoriginal. He saw only the red glow from his little AI processor, staring back at him. Taking all the credit. He imagined it laughing with his colleagues in a bar while he sat at the other end of the table, ignored. He imagined it accepting awards by itself. He felt weak. He felt useless without it. It just glowed. “It kind of flows better… when I’m alone.” Dee nervously mumbled. “Right. Don’t say another word. Right you are. ‘Time.’ Remember. Where does it all go? Ok, I go. Ta-ta for now.
Dee looked down at his processor, apologetically. He quietly admonished himself before it until he felt forgiven. Then he typed in a weak initial prompt, all he could muster, write an advertising campaign about time.
The AI spat back a perfectly crafted campaign idea, line and film execution almost faster than Dee hit enter. The Best Things Come To Bros Who Wait. Dee immediately recognized it as a Guinness Surfers imitation. Tick followed tock followed tick followed tock. Its Effectology score clocked in well into the nineties. But its Originology score barely scraped by, just making it into ‘passable.’ Dee silently sneered at his surrounding coworkers. Any one of them would submit this as is and call it a day. It’d be rendered in minutes, deals made with celebrities’ CG likenesses under the hour, a revered AI voiceover and stunning synthetic music that would leave audiences lining up for these passively useful timepieces. But that wasn’t enough for Dee. That’s why he was who he was, goddamnit. Why Freedkin came to him. Him! Not Buton or Deytoro or Heckering. Him!
He added more detail to his prompt. Meaning of time. How to get time back. Time Machine. Back in time. Michael J Fox. Einstein (dog). Time Bandits. Timecop. Van Damme. Kyle Reece. Time displacement. Uhhh huhhh this felt good again. This was working. Dee and his processor were back in sync. As though they were one. Of course, as far as Freedkin knew, they were one. As Dee typed away, he imagined him and his AI coming together. Two heads. Better than one. He lost himself in his prompting and pictured his processor sitting on his shoulder, a second head, right there, next to his own. A tiny, metal appendage. Sleek, gray, with its glowing red light. And, for some reason, it was growing a little mustache. Dee and the mustached machine were completely lost in their work over the next few days. They hardly wrote any of their own campaigns. It was all inspo, inspo, inspo for Freedkin. The good stuff though, Viking Space Cruises, 1900 Tequila, Acne Studios. Each time, Dee and his processor were pretty much writing the entire thing. Freedkin hardly needed to change them at all. Just put his old world tone all over it. Add all of his extra words and ‘personality.’ Dee’s two heads were coming up with the best campaigns in the agency. And no one knew it. Except Freedkin. By now, his second head felt almost as big as his first. He could see it in his periphery. When he looked to the left, it looked back at him. It smiled sometimes. And that little freaking mustache was starting to freak Dee out. That night, Freedkin invited Dee for a couple of drinks with the other real human writers at the fanciest DoritosLocosTacoBell on the Westside. They didn’t even have to wait in line. Dee marveled at the size of the place, the expansiveness. It was packed. They were led through by the greeter to a private table at the back with a leather rope around it. He sat on the edge of the booth as the others ordered various flavors of Gatorade-aritas. When it got to Dee, he said he would have the same as Freedkin, which turned out to be a Frost Glacier Cherry-arita, the classiest -arita of all.
The writers’ conversation was mesmerizing. Every word that came out of their mouths was a unique thought. An opinion. A point of view. Dee tried to join in by recounting the narrative of various movies he had seen. The more obscure the better, attempting to interact at their level. While telling the story of Mick Jackson’s Threads to Bigelo, he could feel her searching for a point of view or an opinion in what he was saying, but he couldn’t stir one. If only he had his processor right now. Its red light glowed comfortingly in his mind. He missed it. Slowly, the other writers left. Dee couldn’t help but think he had something to do with it. He was feeling so inadequate by the time everyone but Freedkin had gone that he just sat quietly and half-smiled at him. Both of them were five or six Gatorade-aritas deep, slumped in their private booth. “Do you like what you do?” Asked Freedkin. “I love it.” “Do you really?” “I don’t know.” “I hate what I do. But I’m good at it. Do you want to know the secret, Palmer? The secret to what we do?” Dee couldn’t do anything but smile a little bigger to communicate his response. Freedkin paused for dramatic effect. “If you love advertising, you shouldn’t work in advertising.” Did Dee love advertising? He didn’t even know. He knew he knew advertising. “You think your audience loves advertising? You think they want to see your tribute to that Googlesoft spot that was an imitation of an Apple spot that was inspired by a Brett Morgen film? No! They just want to see the Brett Morgen film! They don’t want to see your thing at all!” Dee slumped further down. “But if you’re lucky,” Freedkin continued, “if you’re really lucky, and you show them something they’ve never seen before, because you hate advertising too and you just wanted to make something that made you feel something, if they feel that same feeling, you’ve got gold. But you can only get to gold by summoning all of your experiences outside of advertising. You can’t just try to make the Nike of pimple commercials. You have to make the Palmer of pimple commercials. Do you see? That’s the problem with your AI. Your machine.”
The red light flashed again in Dee’s mind. Awakened by Freedkin’s heresy.
“The best AI will ever do is just show you a better version of something you’ve seen before. They call that effective? The numbers can say whatever they want them to, all they’re really doing is pasting wallpaper on top of wallpaper on top of wallpaper. Until eventually the audience ignores it completely. But you’re different Palmer. You and I are different. Different is what sells. I had a word with Simmons up on six. She’s agreed to give you a trial period on the human floor. At my behest. Don’t worry, I didn’t tell her you were already thinking for yourself. I just told her you had the potential to. You start tomorrow. Trial period. Tonight was about the other humans meeting you. I can’t tell you that they’re not skeptical. But they’re open to it. For me. What do you think?” Dee was nervous. He got off the elevator at the operators’ bullpen without even thinking about it. He walked all the way to the atrium and up the grand staircase to the human writers’ floor, instead of getting back on the elevator. He took each step steadily, taking it all in. He felt like a tourist. Like he was borrowing an identity. He imagined he was a young Freedkin and tried to put a confident stride in his step. It didn’t work. He put his hand in his pocket and felt for his AI processor. His second head. Mustached. He couldn’t turn it on because, as everyone knew, AI wasn’t allowed upstairs, in case the agency got audited. The cost consultants would be all over a human writing department that used artificial ideation. They’d be shut down. At the very least, they would lose their Un.AI.ded AI.dvertising license. The only reason for charging such a premium. Dee ran his hand along the balcony rail. He’d only ever seen it from downstairs, from the non-human thinkers’ floor. He walked from the balcony to the human writer’s work area. It was the exact opposite of what he was used to. No sea of cubicles. No click clack. No mechanized productivity. No hum. Just couches, writing desks and quiet.
“Morning.” Whistled Freedkin. “How are we?” “We?” “You.” “Wish I hadn’t drunk so much.” “Ohh, I know. Think of it as an initiation. Nothing wrong with it. Takes your mind off the job. Stops you from thinking for a minute. You need that after everything you’ve been pumping out. All that gold, that is.” “Right.” “Right. Well. Set yourself up wherever you like. First brief is for Coca-Cola. A new water! The freshest water they’ve ever sold, so they say. Tap Clear” Dee wandered over to a small writing desk and put his touchscreen down. He unraveled his headphone cable and felt for his processor in his pocket. When he found it, he rubbed it like a lamp, wishing for a genie. A couple of human writers who’d been deep in concentration when he first walked in, had been disturbed by his arrival. He didn’t recognize them from last night. They glared at him as he set himself up. He smiled in their general direction. They continued to glare. “Big Jim.” Whispered Freedkin. “Him and his team have been here three days straight, on a pitch. Don’t worry about them. They’re just under tremendous stress. This human work really takes it out of you, you know? ” Dee turned and sat with his back to them. He powered up his touchscreen and put his headphones on, draping his Loewe headphone cable around his neck and shoulders. He hovered his fingers over his keyboard, expecting ideas to come. Nothing. He skimmed the brief. Still nothing. He read the brief. Not a thing. A few of the other writers strolled in. Dee watched them find a workspace, sit down, start writing. One of them even used a pen! Dee loved this whole lifestyle. Turn up for work whenever, spout genius, have lunch, sell some billion dollar ideas, have a cocktail. The thought of it all spurred him on. He hovered his fingers over his keyboard again and braced himself for the idea flow. Nothing came. Nothing. All morning. His mind was blank. It felt like it was getting blanker. He couldn’t believe it. Even half thoughts were swimming away from him. Impossible to catch. Even just individual words. Gone. By the afternoon Dee was starting to freak out. He felt like an imposter. “Freedkin,” he hissed, “I can’t think. I can’t come up with anything.” “It takes time, my boy. Days. I told you, before we used to even have weeks…” “But my brain’s not working at all. It won’t… generate… anything.” “Relax your brain. Relax yourself.” “But Freedkin… Freedkin,” he hissed again, “I didn’t write any of that stuff. It was AI. All of it. No… I mean… I helped… but it wasn’t all me.” “Ok… hold on… boy… be careful. That kind of talk will get you killed around here. Try and make it to the end of the day. Try just writing some things down. Some thoughts. Some words. And if you still feel the same tomorrow, I’ll let the brass know it wasn’t for you. No harm.” Dee’s eyes hardened. “Do you hear me, Palmer?” Dee rubbed his temples. “Listen, this affects both of us. Yes, you, but also me… for recommending you. I’ll be out… Think!” Freedkin distanced himself. Hoping it would quell the panic. Dee stared at nothing for as long as he could. An hour, at most. Just stared. No thoughts came. No words. A blank screen. So he slipped his hand in his pocket, held his AI processor warmly, and turned it on. Instantly, an alarm sounded. “What's going on here, Freedkin?” Skewered Big Jim. “Is this your kid? What’s the big idea? Is he working for the machines? What is he…trying to infiltrate us? I can’t have this. I’ve got a family. I can’t be out of a job.” “It’s just a misunderstanding, Jim. He’ll be leaving now.” “No he won’t. Get back here, kid.” Big Jim grabbed at Dee’s shirt. Dee squirmed and tried to push him away. Big Jim got a hand on his neck instead, as some of the other writers tried to grab his arms. Dee instinctively swung his fists around. He got one of the writers, Bigelo, square in the eye. She roared “He’s blinded me!” Big Jim picked him up by his neck. Dee choked. He grabbed his touchscreen and swung it. The edge caught Big Jim on the side of the head. Big Jim dropped him and screamed. Freedkin put a hand on Big Jim’s shoulder. Big Jim swung his fist around and slammed it into Freedkin’s nose. Dee tried to slip away but Big Jim, raging, grabbed his headphone cable and dragged him back, winding the cable around his neck to try and hold on to him with it. The other writers stepped back as Dee kicked around in a panic. He got one of the writers in the stomach and another in the back. The headphone cable slipped out of Big Jim’s hands. Dee reached out for anything he could grab onto. He found a desk leg and pulled himself away from the melee as the gang of writers got him by his feet. They pulled off his Jordans and he crawled away as fast as he could, out of the writers’ area and onto the balcony. The writers caught up with him. He swung the few punches he could muster. He cracked one writer on the cheekbone as another reached for his headphone cable, wrapping it around the balcony rail to stop him from getting even further away. Big Jim steamed in, bleeding from his head, and slammed into Dee, launching him into the air with his sheer force. Dee reached for the rail but it slipped under him as he toppled over into the open atrium, between the floors. He felt a snap as the headphone cable went taut around his neck. A colleague standing in the atrium shrieked. Dee kicked his legs and wriggled about, trying to slip out. He clawed his hands around the cable and tried to loosen it but it just got tighter and tighter. He looked up to see the human writers peering down. Not helping. He could feel his consciousness slipping away. He looked to his left to see his second head staring straight back at him. As he hung, he could feel the metal head growing, exponentially, until it popped off, hit the ground and shattered. Shiny gray liquid metal spilled all over the floor and splashed up the walls. Its red light glowing all over as the metal spread around the room. Once it had flooded the entire atrium it enveloped Dee’s mind. And he was gone. The agency left his body hanging there for two days. They blamed it on a lack of janitorial availability. Everything in the office was automated, and cutting down a dead body wasn’t something their sanitation robots had been programmed to do. But, deep down, everyone knew that it was a message. That they should stay in the roles they had been assigned. So they did. So they wouldn’t end up like Dee.
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2023.05.28 23:53 Silkie_gang Final Exfil. As close as it gets

Final Exfil. As close as it gets
Our team got killed at Al Mazrah, and the 3 of us got revived by a solo. The three of us killed a solo (he shot us first! Honest!) We encounter another team at the first exfil to get absorbed by the radiation zone on the edge of Al Mazrah, but they steal the chopper. The next exfil was across Mawizeh, but of course, there were no vehicles to be seen. A jetski was available 200+ metres away, so the 4 of us headed that way and set off East as the rad zone meant we would have died trying to make it to final, which was on the edge of hafid.
We needed a fuel stop at Al Bagra, but when we stopped 1 guy decided to make his own way.
2 others divided to swim and grab their own jet ski.
I got my fuel and was off. The video speaks for itself.
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2023.05.28 21:36 Arandomglitchtalefan Part four of ep 4 s2. (Other parts linked in replys)

Some hours later, the colony’s power was back on as everything had mostly been cleaned up. Everyone was still a little shaken, especially as heavily armed soldiers patrolled through the halls, however now Khan was holding a meeting in the multipurpose room. Uzi, Thad, N and V were in the audience as the MTF team stood to the side with Red. Clef and Shaw were standing on the stage next to Khan.
Khan went to the mic on top of a stage before he spoke. “Hello everyone, as you know things have been…. Well you know. Anyways because our lovely colony is currently being cleaned and patrolled by our…. Hold on.” Khan then pulled out a piece of paper and read it aloud. “Benevolent benefactors…. Huh.”
Jane looked towards Aron who was smiling. “Did you give him a script?” Jane said.
“Yep. Best decision I ever made.” Aron replied. Jane rolled her eyes.
“Hmmm…. Pass the mic to Clef…. OH right sorry.” Khan said as he looked at the paper and gave Clef the mic.
“So what me and the foundation have decided is that now you will all be sent on a nice campaign trip to one of the few woods that isn’t infested with 939 instances…. Mostly. Just keep out of the nearby caves and ignore the voices and you’ll be fine. Anyway we already have the jeeps set up, mostly because the bus you were using is actually an instance of scp 2086…. I personally don’t know how any of you are still alive. Damn thing killed twelve men.” Clef said as he handed the mic to Shaw.
“Howdy everybody!” Shaw started in an enthusiastic voice. He waited for the crowd to say something as everyone stayed silent. “Ok…. We’ll Clef told you what you're doing, however I wanted to add something! The brave MTF at Alpha 1 will be your councilors! Mostly because they're the only ones qualified to deal with the things in there but hey that’s not important! Anyway back to the point, your councilors will be alpha 1 like I said, however because we don’t have enough people volunteering, N and V have graciously decided to step up!”
“WHAT!” V said as she stood up. “I NEVER AGREED TO THIS!”
“You're right! You didn’t! I made the decision for you!” Shaw said.
“Ummm…. Mr Shaw, I also didn’t get news of this.” N said as he raised his hand.
“It’s ok! You don't even have to do anything! I already made your outfits!!!!” Shaw said enthusiastically as he held out two camp uniforms.
“He got them from a couple of skeletons by the way, so if you feel wet while in them just know it’s because said skeletons were inside a 939.” Clef said.
“THAT'S NOT IMPORTANT!” Shaw yelled. “Just have fun! Now get on those buses people! Yaaaaaaa! This is gonna be so much fun for you, aren't you excited?!?”
“Not at all.” Uzi said.
“Same here, this whole camp thing seems a little too excessive.” Red replied.
“Did I mention there’s a reward for whoever keeps the most WD’s alive- I mean uhhh…. Happy?” Shaw said.
“What kind of reward are we talking about….” V said as she sat back down.
“Ahhh…. You know…. Stuff.” Shaw said with a smile.
“A ton of motor oil.” Clef said. “For humans a ton of cash.”
“So wait…. Why motor oil?” Cole asked as he turned to Gram.
“Motor oil is, In simple terms, beer for MD’s and WD’s. Highly intoxicating.” Gram replied.
“Huh, no wonder V is suddenly all for this.” Aron said. “She probably drinks a lot of it I bet.”
“Hey! I heard that!” V said from the audience. “Just so you know I’ve only drank it once! It was pretty sweet…. Wait, that reminds me…. Where is that other drone…. Fennec?” V looked around.
“She’s in the truck, she called the one with N in it and refuses to leave it until he gets on for some reason. No one can get her out so we’re rolling with it.” Jane replied.
“H-Hey, can I speak?” Thad said.
“Yes you can. Do you have a question?” Shaw said.
“Uh ya. What's 939?” Thad said.
“Oh golly I was hoping you would say that!” Shaw said now practically beaming.
“Dammit what have you done?!?” Clef said, annoyed. “Now we're gonna be here for thirty minutes….”
A half hour later, and everyone had packed their things and we’re going into one of the trucks, it was the middle of the night, the trucks had open canopies above them. The trucks were also colored black with the foundation logo on their sides. They were driven by one of the MTF, or N and V. When N got into his truck Fennec was already in the passenger side.
“Hellllloooo!” Fennec said enthusiastically. “We’re going camping!!!!”
“Yes we are! I’m a little nervous. I've never camped before….” N said as he put his hands on the steering wheel. “Or maybe it’s because I’ve never driven anything before….”
Meanwhile Uzi got on her truck with Thad and a couple more WD’s. However Lizzy was also on board.
“Wait…. Aren’t you supposed to be in the prison sector?” Thad said as he looked at Lizzy.
“She was let out for good behavior, and proving that she wasn’t a threat.” Jane said over the integrated intercom as she was about to drive the truck.
“We’ll…. Don’t try anything. Got it.” Uzi said, trying to intimidate Lizzy.
“I know.” Lizzy said as she set her backpack beside her.
“So is everyone ready?” Jane said as she spoke over the intercom.
“Yea. We’re ready.” Uzi said with a sigh as she tried to get comfortable.
“Then off we go.” Jane replied.
Red was in her own truck with a bunch of WD’s, Aron and Cole were driving it. The trucks had already started on the road. Gram was also in the back doing something on his tablet.
“So…. Cards?” Red said as she pulled out a deck of cards.
“Yea!” One WD said.
“Ohh! Are we doing Uno or Go fish?” A female WD piped up.
“I'll call first!” Another said.
“Slow down guys, geez, anyway it's Uno, I have enough cards for everyone so let’s get started!” Red said as she started to pass out the cards to the delight of the WD’s.
As the trucks drove through the harsh night of copper 9. Snow blew all around the trucks as curious WD’s peaked and saw the many sights of the planet.
Uzi’s truck saw a group of 745’s as Jane had called them, they were watching the truck from a building. As the truck went past,
One WD said. “Wow! Why do their heads glow like that?”
“They glow because their heads are bioluminescent, on earth it was to mimic the headlights of a car before ramming a person off the road and most likely eating them. However there is some evidence they just hunt for sport.” Jane said over the intercom.
“Cool!” Another WD, said.
On N, V, and Fennec’s truck they were barely keeping steady as V was squished between N and Fennec.
“Just keep your eyes on the road and drive ok?” V said, sighing.
“I-I know! I think…. Hold on, I got this!” N said.
“I believe in you!” Fennec said.
As N drove, the truck ran over tons of small hills, it even went into the air a couple times. However all was good as they finally made it to the outskirts of the city and into a smoother road.
After a long time of driving, all the trucks finally made it to the woods. Uzi was sleeping on Thad’s shoulder as everyone else in her truck was also sound asleep. Until suddenly a gunshot awoke all of them. As Uzi grabbed her railgun and looked widely, the other WD’s ducked for cover. However Uzi heard laughter behind her, looking behind herself to see Jane wielding a smoking pistol.
“UGH BITE ME!” Uzi said in annoyance as she got off the truck, the other now wide awake WD’s did the same. “What? It was funny!” Jane said, still chuckling to herself.
Meanwhile the WD’s in N, V, and Fennec’s truck were already awake and shaken, they got off as quickly as possible as N had managed to drive into a tree. He got off holding his head as V got off and slapped him.
“Hey! Don’t yell at him like that! He was trying his best!” Fennec replied to V.
“Ya, his best to kill us!” V said.
“Hmph! Let’s go N she obviously doesn’t want us here!” Fennec said as she forcefully grabbed N’s wrist, V followed them anyway as she rolled her eyes.
Meanwhile Red had gotten off her truck laughing and joking with a female WD named Rebecca.
“Oh man I can’t believe you beat me!” Red said as she looked at Rebecca.
“Yea, I’m pretty good at cards.” She replied. “Oh also, just so you know this is my boyfriend!” Rebecca then pulled a male WD with sunglasses closer to her. He waved at Red.
“Aww you are so cute together!” Red said.
“Thanks!” Darren replied as Rebecca smiled.
“Hey, before we go our separate ways, I just wanted to say that if you need to go outside the camp for some ‘alone time’ I’ll be happy to help.” Red said with a wink before she left with a smile.
After five minutes, all the WDs, Red, Jane, Aron, Cole, and Gram had gathered in front of the lodges waiting and wondering wherever the MDs had walked off to while the wind and snow blew around them and the snow slightly building up on everyone’s clothes as they stood there.
“So uhhh, do we just start or….” Aron said.
“No, we have to wait for them. Orders from Shaw, we have to make sure everyone is here.” Jane replied. Red was considering pulling out one of the sets of cards again when suddenly three figures slammed down onto the ground in front of everyone, wings out along with their blades extended. It was N, V and Fennec, they were wearing camping uniforms Shaw had given them. They turned around to look at everyone, the yellow MD > “Jesus, could any of you be more threatening?!?” Red said.
“It was Fennec's idea.” V said.
“Welcome campers! Let’s sound off!” Said N as he looked up at everyone. “One, two….” N started as he counted the WD’s.
All the WD’s looked terrified. As none of them spoke. Suddenly V turned her right hand into a SMG and was about to shoot one of the WD’s, however before she could, Red tackled the WD down and out of the way of the bullet.
“WOAH WHAT THE FUCK!” Yelled Aron as he starred at V.
“…. What? I was just getting their attention.” V said as she looked around everyone.
“THAT'S how you get attention from people?!?” Red said as she stood up.
“…. Yes?….” V shrugged in confusion.
“Listen, I’m trying to get that prize alright? Just don’t go killing WD’s everywhere you look. Ok?” Red said.
“Jeez ok.” V said, rolling her eyes.
Every WD was stunned, however V just pointed her MP5SD at them again and without hesitation they all stood at full attention and said. “Present!”
“Ok! Great! That’s everyone! We have tons of activities planned! So don’t go sneaking off to investigate stuff!” N said as he slowly looked at Uzi a little.
“Also, you REALLY shouldn’t go out, trust me. The 939’s out here can and will eat you.” Aron said, stepping in front of the crowd. “As long as you don’t go out by yourself or listen to the voices at night you’ll be fine.”
“Wait, you didn’t clear them out?” Red said as she looked at Aron.
“We tried, lost an entire squad to one of them. So now we just decided to hand out rules…. It’s simple, just don’t go outside…. At all…. I’m serious, you will die a horrible drawn out death.” Aron said as he stared at all the WD’s.
All the WD’s stood still. However then Thad and Lizzie came from the crowd and stood with N, V and Fennec.
“See, if those two are going with them, you can trust them as well! Sorta. Actually never mind, that's a horrible idea.” Cole said.
After a long and drawn out ten minutes of getting everyone organized. Jane, Aron, Cole, Gram, N, and V had their groups, Fennec was never assigned one so she went with N’s group.
Meanwhile Uzi was going by herself, she had a backpack with her as she went off into the woods, as she walked the snowy paths, trees surrounding her with the night sky above her. Suddenly she looked to her right to see a pack of 745’s were starting to surround her, Uzi however simply waved her hand at them as the strange symbol that marked her powers surrounded her hand. Suddenly the 745’s became much more calm as they all left as Uzi went back to walking. Continuing to walk through the Forest each footstep leaving a mark in the snow and a crunch from each one as well as the noise of wind blowing snow through the trees. Then Uzi noticed something odd. A pair of red glowing eyes were staring at her from the darkness. As she looked back to confirm their existence they were gone. Uzi shivered and seemed to disregard the sighting as she went towards the cabin.
As Uzi walked, the campgrounds were doing surprisingly fine, each cabin held one of the councilors doing a ‘fun’ activity with their group of WD’s.
Inside one was Jane’s group. Jane held her sniper rifle and had set up a makeshift shooting range, Jane was seemingly demonstrating something by hitting every target with a perfect headshot. Each target was a paper cut out of a silhouette with a Anderson robotics logo on its head.
“Ok so, does anyone else want to try their hand?” Jane said as her rifle smoked.
“Every WD in her group stayed silent before one raised their hand, it was Darren.
“You can do this!” Rebecca said.
Darren smiled as he took the rifle from Jane. He steadied himself and fired, however instead of hitting a target like he hoped. He instead fired the rifle directly out of his hands into the air. Jane caught the rifle mid air and shook her head as every other WD laughed. Darren quietly went back embarrassed.
Cole’s group was also inside their cabin, however, instead of doing any activities. Cole just sat in a chair at the corner.
“So…. What do we do?” One WD said.
“Hell if I know. I'm a soldier not a counselor, you know what screw this i'm going on patrol. You just do whatever you want.” Cole said as he got up and walked out with his shotgun.
As soon as Cole left, his cabin went into anarchy as every WD got up and started doing, as Cole said, whatever.
In Grams cabin the WD’s were disgusted to see a dead 745 flop down onto a table in the middle of the room.
“Today, we will be dissecting this 745 instance. Freshly killed by Jane when we got here. I’ll pass out the scalpels soon enough, make sure to get its organs and lay them out beside the body. Work as a team.” Gram said.
The WD’s looked at the body with disgust.
“If I can get sick…. Then I’m getting sick….” One WD said.
In Aron’s cabin it was something out of a boot camp. WD’s held up wooden sticks as they marched around the cabin, Aron walked around them yelling orders.
“Come on! Pick up the pace, green eyes! When I’m finished with you, you’ll all be considered foundation recruits! Be glad I haven't set up the course, yet!” Aron said.
“Y-Yes sir!” The WD’s said in perfect unison.
In N, V and Fennec's cabin. Which Red was also a part of. Red was exhausted and annoyed.
“Please…. STOP TRYING TO KILL THEM!” Red yelled at V.
“It’s the only way they’ll learn.” V replied.
“LIKE HELL! Sometimes I wonder why I even snuck on the truck…. I’m not even supposed to be here….” Red said.
“Wait, you weren't?” Fennec said before stumbling. “Then why are you here anyway?”
“Maybe it’s because she wanted to have fun! Like us! Right guys!” N said as he looked at the WD’s hiding in the corner, their eyes trained on V in fear.
“No, it’s because I snuck on. I was supposed to help out with repairs but hey, screw that. Connor managed to get me on board the trucks without much trouble.” Red replied.
“Wait, Connor? I haven’t heard from him in a long time.” V said, suddenly interested.
“Ya actually what has he been doing?” N said.
“Nothing really, he’s been in the back of the ship working on a pet project of his. I have no idea what that is but he says it’s too important to really say anything about it.” Red replied, shrugging.
“Huh, neat!” N said.
Meanwhile Fennec was in the corner with the WD’s, the WD’s looked terrified of her. Fennec then reached into her shirt to pull something out, as the WD’s prepared for the worst, Fennec then pulled out a green lizard-like animal, it looked two meters long from head to tail. It also had a long, thin body with eight pairs of narrow limbs. It looked to have compound eyes. It didn’t seem to mind as Fennec got it out of her coat as she held it in her arms.
“Hey Fennec, wait…. What’s that!” V yelled in surprise as she turned towards Fennec.
“Oh, I found him a couple years ago! I like him so I keep in my coat and let him rest there. He doesn’t seem to mind.” Fennec said.
“Huh, it looks kind of cute!” N said as he got closer. The WD’s also did the same in curiosity.
“You know, with the things I’ve seen, this is pretty normal. Somehow.” Red said as she shrugged.
N got closer to the green lizard thing, it then liked his visor. N backed his head away a little in shock. However he then giggled and said. “I like this thing. Can I hold him?”
“Sure!” Fennec said. “Anything for you!”
N then took the lizard from Fennec and held it in his arms as it liked his visor again to N’s delight, even V was intrigued by it even if her face didn’t show it.
Uzi however was dealing with things no man could explain. She was inside an abandoned cabin deeper in the woods. As she looked around, it was seemingly empty. There were little robotic bugs running around, doing things such as running away every time Uzi walked over.
Uzi rolled her eyes as she used her abilities to raise a flashlight above her head and turn it on. As she looked around everything looked mostly the same. Suddenly a noise from deeper inside the cabin suddenly resonated. Uzi switched her light to where the noise came from, as she watched. She suddenly saw a glimpse of what looked like a hand going back inside a corner. Uzi suddenly got startled and her flashlight dropped. As she caught it she heard another noise that sounded like a scream from outside. Uzi slowly went to the window and looked out of it.
However, it was just everyone else on the frozen lake, even though it was frozen Uzi could still see everyone one the ice messing around, some of the groups even had boats on the ice.
“This is…. Very underwhelming….” Red said as she was in a boat on the ice with N.
“We'll have to do something! Plus this is very cool!” N said as he went to the front of the boat and stood on it.
“And this is very cool!!” Fennec said as she sat on the back of the boat, the lizard keeping the WD’s happy as they played with it.
On N’s boat there were some more WD’s who were seemingly having fun, rowing the boat along the ice with oar’s. V’s boat also came up to N’s, her boat had a different strategy of doing things. V’s boat had her WD group holding it up. V along with Lizzie was on the top of it.
“Sabotage my minions! Plan X!” V yelled as one of the WD’s below her boat kicked N’s boat off course.
“As the WD’s in N’s boat started to rock. Rebecca suddenly said. “I-I can’t swim!” As she was about to fall onto the ice.
“…. It’s ice.” Red said as she looked at Rebecca. “You can’t swim on ice….” Red sounded a mix of disappointed and confused.
“Oh…. Right.” Rebecca said as she stedied herself on the boat. A little embarrassed.
“I should have never gone on this trip….” Red said to herself as she sighed.
Meanwhile V’s boat was starting to get ahead, however Red simply rolled her eyes and threw a coin she had in her pocket in front of V's boat. The WD holding it up in the front saw the coin and immediately went to pick it up.
“Ohhhh shiny!” He said as he bent down. However then the entire boat lost balance and fell.
V immediately used her wings to float above the crash as she rolled her eyes and looked at Red. Red had a smug expression on her face.
Then suddenly from the right came Aron’s boat, it was painted fully black with a white foundation insignia on its sides. The WD’s now wore wooden helmets, also painted black with the foundation insignia on them.
“I love working for the council!” Aron yelled from the front of the boat as the WD’s rowed with expert precision.
“I love working for the council!” The WD’s yelled back, also in perfect precision.
“Lets me know just who I am!” Aron said again.
“Let’s me know just who I am!” The WD’s said, repeating after Aron.
As Aron’s group passed N, and V’s groups they could only watch as they rowed their boat with military accuracy.
“Did you train them to be soldier’s or something?” V asked Aron as she flew closer.
“Your goddamn right! I’ve trained these WD’s to be soldier’s! When I get back I’ll be leading the first team of WD soldier’s the foundation has ever seen! Now repeat after me maggots!” Aron yelled back to his WD’s as he started the song over again.
All of a sudden, from behind Aron came a noise of what sounded like a car. As Aron turned around to the WD’s he saw Grams boat, it was not really a boat anymore.
Grams boat was now fully fitted with tires and all of the like. It was fully made and fully operational. It was more car than boat.
“Hello Aron.” Gram said as his car-boat passed Aron’s astonished group. N, Fennec and even V watched in awe as Grams' boat practically started to zoom around them in circles.
“H-How?!?” V said.
“Simple, intelligence.” Gram replied.
“Wait…. Where’s Cole?” N said as he looked around.
“Back at the bank of the river. They're still setting up.” Lizzy said with a chuckle as she pointed all the way to the bank, where Cole was trying his best to make his boat.
“It turns out anarchy isn’t a way to run something like that.” Lizzy said.
Meanwhile Uzi watched from the cabin window. Suddenly her face had the symbol of her powers for a split second on her right eye. The window shattered, Uzi immediately backed away, her visor showing a caution sign as she did so.
Uzi’s caution sign then had the words, ‘high heat’ on it as Uzi put down her backpack and looked inside. Inside it was a WD arm, as Uzi looked at the arm she was hyperventilating
Then all of a sudden an all too familiar voice came from behind Uzi.
“Uzi doorman, such a surprise seeing you here.” It said from behind her.
“W-Who-“ Uzi started as she turned around, however was shocked to see not N, V or anyone else. She saw Klen standing behind her, his hands in his coat as his eyes glowed a sickly red.
“Y-You!” Uzi said as she held out her hand with the symbol on it to fight Klen. However Klen just shook his head.
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you, heretic.” Klen said as he looked behind Uzi.
Uzi looked behind her to see what looked like a horde of fleshy abominations, they looked like they were once human, they all looked at Uzi. They made horrific noises as their flesh had seemingly been torn off. There was no sign of any kind of skin on any of their bodies.
“What do you want?” Uzi said as she looked back to Klen with some hints of fear.
“No no. It’s what you want my dear Uzi. For I have these that may interest you.” Klen then put his hand to its palm as he held it out, suddenly some tentacles came from the ground making a sizable hole, they rose holding up a WD corpse, the tentacles threw it aside as they went back down into the hole in the ground and pulled out three papers.
“This poor WD died alone, it’s a shame. I don’t even remember killing her. However she did write these. Read them, Uzi doorman.” Klen said as the tentacles passed the papers to Uzi.
The papers looked like drawings of a madman, however one of them was a paper from Anderson robotics. Uzi read it carefully and saw it was a notice of some kind. However there was another thing on it written in oil that said. ‘Lights from below’
Uzi turned it around to see a finger from something, perhaps a MD. Uzi took it off and studied it before Klen laughed.
“Enjoy your reading? heretic?” Klen said with a smile.
“Bite me!” Uzi said, looking at Klen with anger.
“Well that is no way to treat an old friend? Well I’ll have to punish you!” Klen said with a sneer.
Uzi started to prepare for the worst as she backed away from both Klen and his flesh creatures.
“Don't worry, I won’t do it myself, for that deed has already been taken. It will arrive shortly. Now Uzi, I hope to see your body in the snow, begging for mercy from yaldabaoth. However, you shall gain none!” Klen said with yet another sneer. Suddenly he and all his flesh creatures sunk into the ground, disappearing from view. As Uzi stared in disbelief at what just happened. She didn’t notice Doll behind her, watching her. Suddenly Doll disappeared before Uzi could even notice.
Then Uzi was suddenly knocked back by something plowing through the wall, knocking Uzi back into the front wall as she turned herself around to see what had happened.
In front of Uzi was a robot of some kind, it was bulky and had two Miniguns for its arms, its shoulders had what looked like small middle silos and it had large legs. As Uzi stared at this robot, it stared back at her with its head being a yellow light camera. Its head was mounted between its shoulder missile silos. Its shoulders had a strange logo Uzi had never seen before. They had the globe of earth colored a light blue on them with the words ‘Protection, Concealment, survival, education, destruction.’ In a circle around the blue globe.
“Absolute solver detected, calculating.” The robot said as it stared at Uzi. “Threat to sapient life if allowed to live. 70%. Course of action…. TERMINATION.” Its eye then glowed a menacing red.
“OH SH-“ Uzi was about to yell when suddenly the robot activated some kind of thrusters and charged at Uzi directly, Uzi reacted fast and activated her powers once again to make a shield with a large version of that symbol blocking in front of her.
However, that did almost nothing as the robot simply charged into the shield, knocking Uzi through the wall of the cabin. Uzi was knocked some ways away from the cabin as she got up from the snow, spitting some out and holding her head as she got up, she looked around and saw trees for miles and the cabin the distance, she must've been hit a mile away from it. Then she noticed the robot was already on its way surprisingly fast, in just a few short moments it was already in front of her.
Uzi immediately used her powers to try to directly target it. However when she tried her visor simply flashed a message. ‘Warning, cannot target.’
“Oh you have to be kidding me-“ Uzi said as suddenly the robot started to fire its miniguns at Uzi without any sense of remorse or emotion.
Uzi immediately used her powers to make a shield around herself as she fled behind a large boulder nearby. The robot started to slowly march to the other side of the boulder as it continued pelting it with its miniguns, slowly destroying Uzi’s cover.
As Uzi tried to think and started to panic, she looked around and saw a large tree nearby, Uzi had an idea. Uzi immediately used her powers to target the tree and with some effort managed to uproot it. As it floated Uzi was surprised even with herself, it was the largest thing she had lifted and she was doing it with ease like it was a metal pipe.
Uzi had no time to think as the robot finally got to the other side and started to fire on Uzi, however she thought quickly and threw the tree at the robot, it knocked it off balance and even somewhat dented it. However other than that it was unaffected.
Uzi immediately put her shield up just in time for the robot to start pelting her with bullets again as it walked closer to her. Suddenly it stopped to Uzi’s surprise. Instead its missile silos then fired what seemed like at least twenty small missiles at Uzi that looked like they were going around the shield.
Uzi immediately panicked and started to try to target the missiles with her other hand. Spikes came from the ground and pre-exploded almost every missile a safe distance away from Uzi, however a couple of them were going straight at Uzi, she was forced to tank them with her shield which immediately broke it and sent Uzi a few feet backwards. The robot wasted no time in firing again, as the bullets were about to hit Uzi she felt fear and panic for her life. Just then she started to fly in the air to dodge the bullets and started to fly away.
Uzi was surprised that she just did that, however she had no time to think as she looked behind herself and saw the robot also flying directly after her, worst of all it was aiming its miniguns and preparing to fire.
“DAMMIT, GO AWAY!” Uzi yelled as she uprooted multiple trees in the area and flung them at the robot, it was knocked down to the ground and, however that did little to stop it from going in the air again, however this time it must’ve put its thrusters to full because it flew faster than Uzi and charged directly into her like a charging bull.
As Uzi was flung out of the air even further away. She was knocked so far she made it to another building, this one was larger and made of actual concrete. It had a sign at the front that said ‘Visitor center’ but Uzi could care less at this moment.
As Uzi fled into the building landed outside and fired its missiles at Uzi to chase her within the building. As Uzi ran through the walls, making sure to knock things down behind her to stop the missiles. They kept coming expertly dodging whatever she threw at them. Then one of the missiles accidentally ran into a pillar as Uzi went around a corner fast into a large open area with a lot of support pillars. Its explosion took out the last few missiles as well as the tower. However it gave Uzi an idea as she looked at the building now shaking from it. Uzi started to smile.
As the robot came into a large open area with all the pillars, it looked around for Uzi and didn’t see her. It seemed confused as it looked again and scanned the area.
“Hey! You! I’m over here!” Uzi yelled as she came out from a pillar and waved her hands with a smirk. The robot didn’t hesitate as it fired its miniguns at her. Uzi however just ran back to the pillar and stayed behind it as the robot destroyed it with the hail of bullets. Then she moved into the next, and the next, and the next.
Uzi’s smile grew larger as more pillars started to fall and the building started to slowly crumble. Then she went behind one of the few pillar’s remaining as the robot fired at it, just as Uzi had hoped.
As the pillar was destroyed, it was the straw that broke the camel's back as all the other pillars started to collapse from the weight of the building practically falling on top of them.
Uzi immediately flew out of the building as fast as she could, the robot was about to follow when the building collapsed on top of it. Outside, Uzi barely made it. She looked behind herself, and after a few seconds of silence.
“HELL YA! I JUST DID THAT! THAT WAS ME!” Uzi yelled as she celebrated.
Just as Uzi was about to go back with a smile on her face. The robot started to slowly crawl from the rubble unnoticed, it was heavily damaged, wires were poking out as one of its arms was gone, it’s legs were missing and dents were all over its body.
“T-TTT-TT-TT-TTERMINATE.” It said as it glitched and sparked.
Uzi turned around just in time to see it just as it fired everything it had at Uzi, its minigun fired one last salvo as it fired whatever missiles it had left. Uzi could barely react In time as she set up her shield. However some bullets made it through and pierced her body, spilling oil on the snow as the missiles hit it and flung Uzi a few feet back as more bullets went into her. As Uzi laid on the ground now seemingly dead. The robot’s eye turned back to yellow.
“M-MM-MMMISSION CCCCCCC-CCCOMPLET. REEEETURRNING TO BASE.” It said as it started to crawl in a direction slowly.
However, Uzi's body started to change. She grew large black organic wings as she screamed in pure rage, the robot turned back confused. Standing over it was Uzi, but that was impossible, its calculations had said nothing could survive a salvo like that.
Uzi stared at the robot with uncaring eyes as her visor turned into a purple >< symbol. She immediately grabbed the robot's head and with strength she should’ve never had. She ripped it off, killing the robot instantly. She then flew back with her wings to the camp.
Meanwhile back at the camp everyone had finished the activities and were back in their cabins, surprising everyone had stayed alive. Mostly thanks to Red’s constant vigilance.
“I. Hate. You.” Red said exhausted as she looked at V.
V shrugged and said. “What? I was only doing what I know.”
“We’ll I had a great time!” Fennec said.
“Same here!” N said as he looked around.
“However I keep counting everyone and yet I don’t see Uzi…. Hmmm…. Wonder where she went?” N said as he looked around.
Meanwhile Rebbeca and Darren were going into the woods, Red had told them this path would lead them to a secluded place free of 939 or 745’s where they could make out peacefully.
“Wow, that Red girl sure knows her stuff.” Darren said as they made it to a small log house.
“I know right?!? She’s my new bestie hands down. Anyway, let's not waste anymore time.”
As they went inside it looked strange. There were some kind of black things on the walls and a flashlight on the ground. As Rebbeca went to pick it up. She suddenly felt a presence from above her. As she and Darren looked above themselves they saw what looked to be Uzi, however she had black organic wings and even a black organic tail that seemed to be alive as it had a face and jaws.
As Rebbeca and Darren starred in absolute horror at Uzi’s new form. Uzi was seemingly about to pounce and kill them, when suddenly a roar was heard from the opposite side of the room. Uzi, Darren and Rebbeca looked over and saw a creature, it looked quadrupedal and had a frog-like stance. It was blood red and had spikes running along its back, its snout was like an alligator and it seemed to have no eyes.
It looked at Uzi and roared again as it swiped in a show of force at Uzi. Uzi put her attention away from Darren and Rebbeca as they fled and instead towards this new foe. Uzi chuckled as it started to charge.
Meanwhile back at camp, N was recounting everyone, not only that but strangest of all was that now the MTF were gone as well.
“You're really bad at this….” V said.
“N-Now hold on! I…. Uhhh…. I can fix this!” N said, now panicking a bit.
Red rolled her eyes and said. “This is why I never should’ve come….”
Suddenly Darren and Rebbeca came running from over a nearby hill and through the trees, they were seemingly running from something.
“Hey guys? What’s wrong? Run into a 939?” Red said confused as she went up first to meet the exhausted pair.
“I-It’s Uzi! She’s gone feral!” Rebbeca said out of breath.
“Oh Uzi would never go feral! That’s crazy talk from a crazy girl!” Fennec said as she patted Rebbeca on the head.
“I-It’s true! She tried to eat us!” Darren replied.
“No slow done, I’m sure Uzi was just trying to scare you-“ N started before being cut off by a head of a 939 suddenly dropping from the sky right next to them as its blood sprayed everywhere.
Suddenly Uzi came flying down with blood on her lips as she crashed on the head, spilling its brains and gore everywhere.
“We’ll…. That’s new-“ Red said before suddenly being flung away by Uzi’s power’s.
N was also about to say something when he was suddenly flung away by Uzi.
Fennec was about to say something but as she saw Uzi her eyes widened into Ovals, and starting to shake and hyperventilate again as she fell onto her knees and then got magically tossed aside like the others.
V however was faster and charged directly. At Uzi, however, just as she was about to stab her. Uzi’s tail grabbed V and flung her deeper into the woods, Uzi flew after her. Uzi cut off V’s right arm and then used her powers to push her into a tree. V tried to shoot Uzi but Uzi just forced her hand up and the missile V shot missed horribly. Uzi then threw V to the ground and was about to stab her with her own syringe tail. When suddenly N came and grabbed Uzi by her coat along with Red who put her sword to Uzi’s neck, Fennec was also there helping V up.
“Woah, easy there.” N said, trying to calm down Uzi. However she just used her powers to hit Red with a nearby tree and stabbed N’s hand with V’s syringe.
“Ow, ok up we go!” N said as he tossed Uzi into the air above the very clouds.
“WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!” Red yelled as she got back up.
“No idea, but we’re trying to fix it.” V said as she regenerated herself.
Fennec said nothing as she lay on the ground curling her arms into her knees still shaking, repeating to herself no over and over again. Almost like she had seen this before.
“Ya…. I’ll go talk to her. Be right back!” N said as he flew up as well.
“…. Where’s those MTF when you need them?” Red said, sitting down next to V.
“I know, it’s infuriating sometimes.” V said, agreeing with Red.
Meanwhile the MTF team watched from a watchtower as Jane pressed a button on her radio and spoke into it.
“It’s happening, send everybody in, heavy and medium vehicles recommend and out down reality anchors. We got her.” Jane said as they started to go down from their watchtower.
From just outside the woods a large force of MTF operatives, tanks, APC’s, helicopters, and even some jets overhead started to move into the woods with utmost haste.
After some time with Red and V successfully making a snowman, N and Uzi suddenly crashed back down and crushed the snowman.
“God Dammit!” Red said, annoyed.
“Oh come on! That took us a few seconds to set up!” V said also annoyed.
“MY SNOWMANNN NOOOOO!” Fennec said as she started to cry a bit.
N was now holding Uzi who had lost her wings and tail.
“Accent was a bad idea anyway….” Uzi said as N was still holding her.
“N…. I’m also sorry….” Uzi said to N.
“Ehhh, not like you killed anyone! Except that 939…. But does that really count as anyone?” N said, looking at Red.
“Maybe, I don’t know I’m not a foundation researcher, why are you looking at me?!?” Red said.
“Hey, is it safe to come out now?” Rebbeca said as she came out from behind a tree. A lot of other WD’s did the same, some were hiding in the snow while others were literally in the trees.
“Wow, that was…. AWESOME! I’d like to see that again with my besties.” Lizzy said as she came out.
“Hey guys! I have returned with a bunch of snacks! As it turns out I left them in the trucks!…. What did I miss?” Thad said as he came out of the woods holding a load of chips and drinks.
Suddenly lights flashed on Uzi, N, V and Fennec as helicopters circled above. MTF ran out of APC’s as they charged into the area, with their guns all pointed to Uzi, their flashlights nearly blinding. Some of them even set up strange machines that glowed red and pulsated with red light.
Jane and the other MTF also came out from the crowd of MTF now gathering around and focusing on Uzi.
“Uzi, N, V, Red, and F. by order of the 05 council. You are all being detained for having abilities that can and will harm the people and things around you. Surrender yourselves or we will be forced to fire!” Jane said.
Uzi, N, V, Red, and Fennec looked around at the force of MTF and vehicles around them, the sound of helicopters above them and jet fighters circling like vultures above them.
“BITE ME!!!” Uzi yelled as she stared at Jane in anger and betrayal.
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2023.05.28 21:25 Thunder__Cat Looking For Automation Partner

I am a process nut. I have a mapping team who maps workflows into swim lanes. We are very detailed.
We were using this in companies for BPI, and for helping organize their PMS.
But I think the money is in automations. No code and code.
I’d like to discuss a partnership to automate company’s workflows.
Ideally we can make your job really easy by getting ahead and mapping and interacting with the client.
Ideally you can put the cap on the project by getting automations smooth.
Available about anytime to chat.
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2023.05.28 21:24 Empty-Painter-5884 Chance me for Upenn as a current sophomore

Upenn has been my dream college for years but I want to know if I realistically have a shot of getting in. I’m currently a sophomore so I’ve still got two years but my freshman year last year was a little rough I had a C in a foreign language class (French) and a D (yikes) swimming class my school makes us take, because of that made my gpa freshman year was a pretty low for my liking… it was about a 3.4ish. My scope does grading a little differently and we have 4 grading marks that all make one big final grade which at the end of the year equivalents to our overall gpa including your previous year gpa. This first grading mark I had a 4.0, second grading mark was a 3.9, and third was a 4.0. The fourth and final one is coming up soon I guess it’ll be a 4.0 or 3.9 again but I won’t know my actual overall gpa until the end of the school year. Also next year my junior year will be my first year having Ap’s i’m taking Ap lang, APES, and APUSH. This year i’ve taken a few honors classes and that’s all. I know my freshman grades will prove to be a problem but I made sure to join some extracurriculars and achievements I’ll list them now.
Kitty Hawk Honors Air Society Academic Excellence (9th and 10th grade) Yearly Honor roll (9th and 10th grade) Varsity Softball I was in a group at school that talked to school officials about things to change at our school and how to bring better & affective ways for students to come together Interact Club Awareness Presentation team for JROTC Newspaper Club Student Ambassador I worked as a counselor at my schools summer camp I have a high rank and position in JROTC I’ve been working since 8th grade (3 years now) at a fast food chain Top 22% of class freshmen year I was accepted into a prestigious drone academy where we are learning to obtained our FAA licenses Headwaters Science Institute research program I’ll be in Nhs next year
So all of these taken into consideration do I realistically have a good chance even though i still have two years left?
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2023.05.28 21:21 francienolan88 Birth story - successful induction and positive outcome

TW for some scary (but ultimately fine) cord issues.
I'm writing this up with my baby in my arms. Contact naps are definitely the best part of the newborn experience.
We had to be induced at week 39 because of my gestational diabetes - he wasn’t trending large, but I also had a bilobed placenta with a marginal cord insertion, plus the standard of practice for GD here is induction at 39 weeks because the risk of stillbirth goes up. Since this was an IVF pregnancy, I was a) very risk-averse and b) completely fine with any and all medical interventions. I'm the type of person who is reassured by being surrounded by competent medical personnel and never considered a home birth in the first place.
On May 17, we waited around on tenterhooks all day until we got a call from the hospital, asking us if we could be there in the next half hour. This was to check my cervix (which hadn’t been done at all up to this point) and most likely get that process going, so they told us not to bring anything in with us. Once checked in and popped into a bed, they hooked up the NST monitors to my belly and we waited for an hour listening to the baby’s heartbeat. (In Canada regular NSTs are not a thing as much as they seem to be in the States, so this was my first one.) I read a bit and eavesdropped on the people in the beds next to us. One guy kept asking his wife riddles, I guess as a distraction method. Very annoying. There was another woman in for some kind of reassurance check, and all the doctors and nurses were so kind about it, telling her to absolutely come on in any time she had concerns. I found this reassuring!
My cervical check showed that nothing at all was happening, so the OBGYN on duty inserted Cervidil, which is basically prostaglandins on a shoelace that gets poked into my cervix. This process was pretty uncomfortable, given that I wasn’t dilated or effaced. Then we did another hour of NST, and were directed to come back the next morning at 7:30. “Don’t bring anything in with you,” they said, because most likely I wouldn’t be far enough along to be admitted, or would even need another dose of Cervidil. They also said I could come back any time if I needed pain relief, because while it was super rare to go into labour just from the Cervidil, it was not completely unheard of.
Went home, ate spaghetti, dropped the dog at the sitter, and started to feel kind of achey and uncomfortable, like a bad period. I woke up around 1:30 and wasn’t able to get back to sleep because of the cramping, but it wasn’t like contractions - just a constant ache with occasional ten-second breaks. I watched many episodes of Friends, feeling progressively worse. At 5 I woke my husband up and said I couldn’t take it anymore, we should go in before our 7:30 time for that pain relief. He got up and started making us eggs (the theory being I did not know when I would next be able to eat real food), and I went to the bathroom. After a bowel movement, my cramps started to lessen…at least at times. I began to wonder if I were actually having contractions, and the cramping from the Cervidil had been masking them all along. So at this point I was actually feeling a little better, because at least I was in less pain between the maybe-contractions.
I sat at the dining table waiting for the eggs and started to feel extra leaky, so I headed back to the bathroom, but I did not make it to the toilet before my water broke. So cinematic! And so much for my hospital sweatpants. This was 6 a.m. I managed a few bites of eggs and toast and we headed off to the hospital. By this point there was absolutely no doubt I was having contractions, so I started timing them with an app my husband had. To my alarm, they were a minute and a half apart (though only 30-40 seconds long). We put our bags in the car against instructions, because I was starting to think there was a non-zero chance we wouldn’t be coming back to the house today.
When we got to the hospital, they had me call my midwife, and set me up in the same bed I’d been in last night. Gloria, my midwife, called me back and said she’d head in once I’d had my cervical check, because for all we knew I hadn’t progressed much and it would be a while before they’d even start Pitocin. But when I got checked, it turned out I was already 5 centimeters dilated. This was a huge relief! All that morning’s pain wasn’t for nothing! I was definitely not going to be sent home! I was making amazing, if terrifyingly fast, progress, and I got to be one of those rare cases who went into labour just from Cervidil! So I hung out on the triage ward for a while, unpleasantly contracting and asking when I could get an epidural and when my midwife was going to get there, and being lectured about proper breathing technique by one of the nurses (this made me cry, ridiculously; she wasn’t actually mean about it but I felt criticized).
Then we headed up to my labour room to get settled in. On foot! The hospital here is not super nice, it’s very dated and too small for the population, but the room I was in was great - pretty large with two big windows. I was able to move around more here than I could in triage, so I did a lot of hanging onto things while bending over, vs. labouring in bed. Gloria showed up pretty soon after we got into this room, and helped coach me through the contractions I had before the epidural could happen (basically, squatting lower than I’d been doing). She tried to set up my IV but blew two of the veins in my left hand, so had the nurse try my right; the nurse blew a vein in my right hand. This process was much more painful than I would have expected. Fortunately, everyone knew their limits and decided to wait for the anesthesiologist, who placed the IV in my wrist instead in about five seconds flat. The backs of my hands are just enormous sensitive bruises now.
After all that, getting the epidural itself was almost nothing. I hunched over a pillow and pressed my head into my husband's chest, felt the freezing needle, but that was about it. The doctor wanted us to make a note that I had a “shallow” epidural for any future epidural needs. It worked incredibly well - I had a few more contractions, but then they petered out (I would just need to make a face to get through them), and then disappeared completely. I took a nap. That was always the part in other people’s birth stories that sounded unbelievable to me, but I had been up since 2 am and it was now about 10 or 11. I could still feel my legs and move them around - it felt like they had lightly fallen asleep, or like I’d been walking in the Canadian cold weather and they were slightly numb to the touch. “This isn’t your mama’s epidural,” somebody told me. Five stars for this part of the labour experience.
So we hung out for a while, rested, ate a little bit (a muffin and some yogurt), and chatted. Gloria checked my progress and unfortunately I was still just 5 cm. The OBGYN on call also checked, and she thought I was a bit more effaced, but still I had clearly stalled out since getting to the hospital, and since my water had broken on its own, I was on a ticking 24-hour clock. My fluids were all still clear and the baby's heart rate was great, so they weren’t too stressed, but they did think it was time to hang Pitocin after all. Since I had thought this was the plan all along, I was fine with it.
They started my Pitocin drip at the lowest possible setting and slowly dialed it up over the next few hours. I was starting to feel contractions again - mildly, then less mild. I had to get a catheter, which I was pretty nervous about, but it wasn’t too bad. Gloria said she didn’t want to do too many cervical checks - again, because of my broken water, they wanted to minimize infection risk - but that if I needed the epidural topped up, I should say so, not be a hero, and she’d go ahead and check me beforehand. Shortly after this I said yes, I would in fact like a top-up, so she checked me - and I was 10 centimeters and ready to go. This was about 4:30 pm. “Do you want to give a little push?” she asked, and I nearly panicked right there and then. I was not ready! And they also did not want to top up my epidural at that point, because I needed to feel the contractions in order to know what to do. Things got rapidly less pleasant from this point on. I threw up three times and the trainee midwife said that one good vomit is worth three contractions. I hadn’t thrown up in a decade before then.
I laboured on my knees for a while, my top half draped over the raised-up part of the bed, gripping my husband’s hands or the bed bars. I liked this position (and being fed ice chips) but my legs were getting tired, so I moved to lying on my right side, then my left. All through this entire process, I’d been getting hourly blood sugar checks. The hospital lancing device was way more violent than my home version, and my fingertips were basically all dripping blood, which the various staff members found mildly concerning. I cannot recommend being in labour with GD. Towards the latter stages when the trainee midwife came towards me with the lancing device I said “SERIOUSLY?” and yes, seriously, it had to be done. I also was getting pretty annoyed with the monitoring, just because it kept slipping out of position and I’d have to have it repositioned, and I was tired of all the fussing about my person.
I ended up in sort of a classic position, on my back with my legs in the air, the bed braced up behind me. I don’t know if I had “less” epidural because they didn’t top it up, or if this is the whole “you’ll feel the pressure but not the pain” thing, or if women who go without epidurals are actually insane superheroes, because this was easily the worst pain of my life (previous high water mark was my egg retrieval which gave me panic attacks weeks later). And it seemed to be going on forever. I was very purposely not asking for progress reports, because I knew it wouldn’t be as much progress as I hoped, and I needed to believe that my next push could be THE push. This was very much not the case. My husband said that Gloria was working super hard, her arms shaking as she tried to stretch out my vagina as much as possible, and she and her trainee were giving me all kinds of coaching about how and where to push and how to change my guttural moans to something more productive, and I was not paying a lot of attention to any of it.
I registered that things were perhaps not going swimmingly when there started to be more people in the room. The OBGYN came in and took over from my midwife (I drew the line at including her Doogie-Howser-esque resident), and I laboured with her for a while. She said perhaps I would want to think about using a vacuum, that I might just need a little help getting the baby out, and here were the extra risks involved, and it was totally up to me. It is hard to wrap your head around a list of risks in that situation, but we had covered vacuum extraction in my prenatal course. Maybe ten minutes later, she brought it up again, again emphasizing that it was up to me, but that I probably had another hour of pushing to go if I didn’t. At this point I’d been pushing for two hours and most of my pushes were ending on exhausted tearless sobs. My husband said he could see the point where people started to think the vacuum was a good idea, because after a contraction/push I just collapsed like a limp noodle.
What I really wanted to avoid was an exhaustion c-section, so I said yes to the vacuum, and a whole bunch more people streamed into the room. Because there are slightly more risks to the baby, they needed to have a pediatrician team in place. This was more people in the room than I planned on by a mile, but I could not have cared less. Gloria had to insert a new catheter urgently, which was significantly more unpleasant than the first time, and then the vacuum went in. And then…my contractions slowed right down, with major breaks in between them. It was weird to have these several-minute-long breaks all of a sudden, but it did allow me to catch my breath. Once the vacuum was in place, I think it took two more contractions - three pushes each - to get him out. On the last few I was just flat-out screaming. I heard them say that the cord was wrapped around his neck, but they seemed calm about it. After the last set my husband told me, “Look!” and I opened my eyes and there was a baby on my belly. Born at 7:16. He wasn’t crying at first so my midwife was giving him a vigorous towel rub, and I said, “Why isn’t he crying?” and they assured me he was fine, and then he cried. I wasn’t particularly emotional; I was mostly just relieved that the worst was over.
We had delayed cord clamping for about a minute but couldn’t do longer because he needed to get checked out by the pediatrics team. My husband had been semi-planning on cutting the cord, but because he’d seen the baby coming out with the cord around his neck and then not cry for a minute, he was too freaked out to do so. Also at this point I registered that the midwives were marveling at the “true knot” in the baby’s cord. It looked absolutely wild. I am so glad I didn’t know in advance. Both the neck loop and the knot were loose enough that the baby was fine, but how scary. It is very rare, less than 1% of births, and when I googled it later I cried for half an hour because of how much higher the stillbirth rates are (4x!!!), and how lucky I feel at every turn. I am keenly aware that things could have been otherwise at any point. I think a lot of us in infertility world feel a bit of survivor's guilt. But here I am, with a healthy baby.
Six pounds, eight ounces, and 22 inches long - a skinny baby, despite the GD. He looks like an old man turtle. While we did skin-to-skin, they were working on me - because of my bilobed placenta, they had to be super careful in getting it out; this part seemed to take a very long time. Then the OBGYN set about stitching me up; they claim not to count stitches, but I had a second-degree tear (skin and tissue), and they gave me a few injections of local anesthetic. The OBGYN said something about me having a fair bit of sensation still despite the epidural. I certainly did feel the anesthetic go in near my butthole, which I also don’t recommend as a feeling, but getting the stitches was basically painless, just a tugging sensation. I was very ready to get my vagina back to myself by the time all this was done.
Then Gloria took me on a tour of my placenta, showing me how the two lobes were connected by a few vessels, and where the cord was marginally inserted, and how it was a good thing my water broke on its own because manually breaking the water when you have a placenta like this carried a not-insignificant risk of hemorrhage. It looked like raw meat, which is of course exactly what it was. They asked if I wanted to keep it, which, no thanks. But very cool to see! There were parts of it they could not be 100% sure had all come out, though. They also had a few minutes of restrained panic while they counted up the gauze - they could only find nine pieces of the ten for a while - but then they found the tenth in the trash. I was just relieved nobody was going to have to touch my vagina again.
I don’t know the details, but it seems I had above-average bleeding, whether because of retained placenta or just one of those things, so they gave me a dose of misoprostal (sublingual) and TXA (IV). We tried latching and the baby did pretty well. Then my mouth and tongue started feeling weird, and then I started shaking - then I was shaking so violently I needed them to take the baby ASAP because I was afraid I would hurt him. I was also bawling in fear at this point because the uncontrollable shaking was like having a fully-aware seizure. Apparently this is a semi-common reaction to the miso but I kept thinking it meant something was seriously wrong, despite what they kept telling me. I got covered in many warm blankets (and they cranked up the room heat to the point the midwives’ masks were sweaty at the edges) but I kept shaking for about an hour.
Meanwhile the baby failed his blood sugar test and needed dextrose in his cheek. My husband was holding him for his own skin-to-skin while I shivered. Ideally, I would have breastfed him after the dextrose (or had stored colostrum, which I hadn’t done), but I was still shaking so badly and so freaked out that I clearly could not. My midwife said in this case, formula was medically indicated. Her tone was such that you’d think she was suggesting giving my baby heroin. I am strongly fed-is-best and anyway, it was clear that this is what he needed, so my husband gave him a tiny bottle.
Around 10 we were well enough to move to our postpartum suite. I stood on this fun little cart thing and they scooted me over. It was nice to be in a new room where nothing scary had happened. We ordered Harvey’s but I could barely eat it; I had talked a big game about all the GD-unfriendly things I planned to eat but I didn’t have much appetite. Still don’t, really. The baby stayed with us in his little bassinet, all swaddled tight, and we made it through the first night. Gloria wanted us to stay two nights because of my bleeding and complications and asked us to PLEASE not leave against medical advice. No chance we would have done that. I could barely get out of bed that whole second day. We just napped and did skin-to-skin and made it through. Lots of testing (blood pressure, temp, his various needs and blood sugar many times, poor thing). He had another borderline blood sugar reading and had to get some more dextrose just in case, but this time I could feed him afterwards. This was his last concerning reading.
In the afternoon/evening I noticed that I was having trouble peeing - while I fed him, I would get these strong uterine cramps, which is normal because the oxytocin of feeding was helping compress my uterus back to normal size, and then I would have the strong urge to pee, but when I went to the bathroom very little would come out. I could get a little more by leaning forward and pressing on my stomach with my hand, but still not much. I mentioned this to the nurse and to Gloria on the phone, but nobody seemed super concerned - Gloria figured it was irritation from the second catheterization.
Cut to: 2 a.m. I was feeding the baby and feeling that same strong cramping/urge, pretty painful, but I had nowhere to put the baby (he was loosely wrapped so I couldn’t safely put him in the bassinet) and I didn’t want to wake my husband, plus I knew from experience that only a tiny bit of pee would come out even if I did go to the bathroom, so I stayed in bed and applied pressure to my vulva to alleviate the pain of the cramps. When I took my hand away, there was a gush of fluid I could feel leaking through my diaper onto the bed. I assumed it was blood, but when I looked, it was just light pink, and after a minute of contemplation I realized I had peed myself, and what was more, I would need to call the nurses and tell them I had wet the bed.
The nurse who arrived to help was not very nice about it. She told me I should not be trying to hold my pee and if I wasn’t careful I would need major surgery when I was 40. It’s not like I intended to hold my pee, and also I was in a very vulnerable position and did not need a lecture at that moment. I said, should I try to empty my bladder further? and she said I might as well, so I went to the bathroom with the usual lackluster results. My husband was awake by then with all the commotion. I put on a new diaper, realized it was backwards, stood halfway up to swap it around, and something truly enormous slithered out of me into the toilet. For a few seconds I honestly thought my uterus had fallen out, but it was a blood clot the size of a grapefruit. Immediately after this I peed, involuntarily. I freaked out completely and my husband ran out into the hallway to get the nurse back. Fortunately the one who found me in the bathroom was a different, nicer one, who helped me get back in bed and try to calm down. I was hyperventilating and shaking again and my blood pressure was 166/something else startlingly high, but this came down pretty quickly. The nurses seemed to think my full bladder was impeding the blood from coming out, but I am confident that the blood clot was what was causing me to be unable to fully empty my bladder. After I had calmed down from this, I realized I was feeling a lot better; less cramping and so on.
Saturday morning was discharge day! We slowly got ourselves ready (I put on clothes for the first time in two days, I’d been living in a bralette and diapers, which my husband said “looked cute, like Mowgli”) and left the hospital with a bunch of paperwork. They do not send you out in a wheelchair anymore and frankly I could have used one. I didn’t really anticipate how difficult it would be just to move around, but I suppose it makes sense considering all my guts had been violently rearranged. Plus, either because of the shaking or the two hours of pushing, all my muscles were sore, including my arms.
And since then we have been home! The midwives have been a godsend, visiting every other day for the first six days, weighing him and checking his bili levels and taking my blood pressure and answering all our questions. Next time we see them we go to the clinic and it seems impossible to take this baby anywhere. I had another large blood clot a few days after coming home, this one the size of a lime, and it seems like I’m still bleeding a bit heavier than the internet thinks is right, but the midwives are not super worried just yet, though definitely keeping an eye.
Emotionally, it is a wild ride of hormones. I cry almost every day, whether it’s exhaustion/frustration or “I love him so much and cannot stand the thought of anything bad ever happening to him.” The juxtaposition between my bleeding, crying, beaten-up, exhausted state and everyone around me being like “omg a baby, the most wonderful thing ever” is quite remarkable. And honestly I think he’s a pretty easy baby (so far, anyway). Sleep obviously leaves a lot to be desired but he’s not overly fussy and I do not mind the daytime contact naps one bit. Breastfeeding is going well outside of nipple pain, and he's gained back an appropriate amount of weight. He is so soft and small and we love him so much.
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2023.05.28 20:43 Burghbois People in Pittsburgh area! Letting go of all these records, descriptions in comments. Good prices on local pickups, can’t mail because don’t have vinyl mailers.

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