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2023.03.22 07:21 Other-Borderlands K♥️: Sanctuary [Part 1]

K♥️: Sanctuary [Part 1]
Venue: Church
This game is part of a series of games, where I am writing games for all 52 cards for a borderlands in the UK. Each one includes a story of how I imagine the game playing out. You can find all entries here.

Remaining Games
First Day of Exhibitions
He awaited his first lost sheep the morning the second round began. He stood at the churchyard gates, next to the sign he had put up the night before, which told players no external weaponry was permitted, and beneath read the name of the game, sanctuary, as well as a warning to players looking for a true game to visit the Jack or Queen of hearts.
He stood for half an hour after the start of the second phase, before a you man walked up to the gates, seeing him standing there.
“Hello my son! Do you wish to join my sanctuary, where we will live in peace with this world, free from future sin, to repent our past.” He said, and the man looked at him.
“Are you off your rocker?” The man said, and the King responded by pointing at his signs.
The man walked towards him, and into the churchyard.
“So what are the rules? What hab I got to do?” He asked.
“Nothing. Live here in harmony with god, and we will be forgiven. In this place you are given respite from the cruel games out there. While playing a game, your visa is frozen, and so by staying here you may live your life to the fullest.” The king explained, and the man turned.
“What? You mean this isn’t a game?” He asked.
“Well, of sorts. The game ends when I press the big red button on the church altar. The only rules are no violence, and no leaving the churchyard once you have entered.” He said.
The man tried to respond, but the King cut him off “Shall I give you a tour of the church?”
They walked inside, and the king showed him the area allocated to sleeping, rows upon rows of bunk beds in the main church hall. Further down, past the bunk beds, was a makeshift kitchen, with hobs, knives, chopping boards, everything one might need.
Next up, the King showed him his elaborate plans for the church, with various extra rooms in the church allocated to entertainment, medicine, etc, places in the churchyard for starting an allotment, a cabin, and some more projects.
They had plenty of food, materials and power stored, and they could easily create a self sustaining colony here. The more the pastor spoke, the more and more the man was convinced that this could truly become their home.
In a world of little hope, in the place where it was least expected to find some, the king of hearts, stood the hope of safety, and freedom from the games.
Once they had finished the tour, the king asked the man what he was best at, and what he would like to start work on.
“I’ve always enjoyed gardening…” The man said.
“Wonderful! I shall allocate you to the allotment to take care of our crops.” The King said, handing the man various equipment, as well as seeds, charts for what to plant next to each other, and sent him off to begin the work.
The King walked back to the churchyard gates, waiting another participant.
The sun rose higher in the sky, as a woman and two of her friends walked up.
“Who are you? You another participant?” She asked, and he responded.
“No, I am the King of hearts.” He took a bite from an apple. “This is sanctuary. Sanctuary from the games. If you step inside I can tell you more, but do not enter expecting a game like the others you have played.”
“I see the manipulation has already begun.” She said, stepping in, followed by her friends. “Right, tell me the rules.”
“The rules are simple. There is a button on the altar. If I press it, it is game clear for everyone. Violence and leaving the church premises are not permitted.” He said.
“What? That’s not a game!” She said.
“I did warn you before entering that this would not be like any of the other ‘games’ you have played.” The King said, “Now, should I show you around our colony?” He gave them a tour, showing them the bunks, the kitchen, the garden, the supplies, the whole church. As they walked, they began to feel the Kings silken word wrap around them, giving them hope. They were going to stay here, and spit in the face of whoever had created this cruel place. They would live together, in peace, until their deaths, within the church.
They all got to work, setting up the garden, improving the extra rooms, and they for the first time since they arrived here they truly felt free.
The King returned with his apple to the gate, awaiting more of gods children ready to join him in his colony in this uncaring world.
He had chosen to remain here, in this world of death and despair, as he felt it needed god more than any other. When he had been competing, it had been rumoured that the citizens were once players too, and after pulling through the King of hearts game, he decided he would stay, to bring god to the lives of the hopeless.
But this world made him even question the existence of god. He didn’t know how god could permit this, and all the countless other things in the old world continue to happen, yet held onto the hope that there was a god.
After all, why else would he have created this place?
Two more friends approached the venue, and the King told them as much as he was permitted to about the game. He had a thought, and brought one of the others of his colony to the gate, to tell them about the nature of this game.
This brought on the trust of the players, and he told them to spread the news that this place was a sanctuary.
They walked off, but he doubted that they would be believed, as he looked at the blimp above the church, the King of hearts waving in the wind. The idea that he would be a master of manipulation meant nobody would believe his good will until they enter the venue themselves, or at least got close.
Over the course of the day, two more people joined the colony, and as the sun went down he surveyed the progress that had been made. They had started their garden, meaning they would soon have self sufficient food supplies, likely soon after all that was already stored in the church ran out.
At around lunch time one person had begun working on a large soup, with carrots, potatoes, onions, and all of them graciously ate it, their first proper meal in weeks, maybe even months.
They then began to tell stories, in the well lit church, about their time here. The King gave them as much about him as they were permitted to know, and they were soon joined by one more person, who the King welcomed, and explained everything to.
Eventually they all went to sleep, free from the fear of ever having to participate in a game again.
The King surveyed his colonists, happy that they had all adapted to life here so easily. This place, while not perfect, was a veritable paradise compared to the world beyond the churchyard walls, and he was glad the others appreciated the effort he had put into it, and the effort they would put into it. He had intentionally made sure there was still plenty of work to be done to improve the church, as to stifle boredom. He had planned every detail, and knew it was perfect.
Second Day of Exhibitions
They woke up early, ready to continue the future of his utopia. They got to work on various projects, such as the allotment, and someone began work on the games room he had planned.
He helped out I the kitchen too, cutting veg and preparing meals for the day. He was cooking another soup today, while their vegetables were still few in number.
Over the course of the day more arrived, and he welcomed them. They were at first suspicious of his utopia, but he managed to convince them that this was for the greater good.
The Day was fruitful, and soon they had planted various vegetables, and were growing potatoes, carrots, onions, peppers, tomatoes, as well as various fruits. He congratulated the gardeners, and then he checked out the games room.
It had been redecorated, and the Games organised. In fact, it had been done so quick the others had started work on the library, organising all of the books carefully in order of genre and author surname.
This place was becoming more and more like the Utopia he envisioned.
He poured some oil into the pan, before tipping in his diced onion, frying them a little, before adding water to boil the carrots and potatoes he had stocked up in. He made some vegetable stock from a pack he had in his spice cupboard, and with the help of the other cooks, they now had a meal for al of them. They filled it into bowls, handing them out to everyone in the church’s sanctuary, and they each ate gratefully, thanking him for his work, as well as the kindness of establishing this place.
They began to talk over such about what they had done so far.
“So, the allotment is looking good at the moment. By the time our stocked food will have run out, we should be swimming in produce of our own growing. Also, this soup is really nice Noah, you and the cooks did a great job!” The Gardener said, and Noah nodded, saying he couldn’t have achieved this without them.
The room brimmed with happiness, at the salvation these people had found in this world. That this was the way forward, the way to continued prosperity.
“Well, I improved the games room. That billiards table was a good idea Noah. Thanks also for bringing in so many board games and sets of cards. While we may not have always enjoyed them in the old world, I’m sure here they will become classics quickly, and we will play them till old age. Also, as you said earlier, I checked from the roof to see how many other cards are left. It looks like the King of Clubs, Queen of Spades, and Jack of Diamonds went down yesterday.” The Woman said.
“Thank you for informing me. We should hope and pray for those we have lost, they are now in a better place.” Noah said.
They continued to talk over their food, and just before they were about to return to work, a woman walked in through the doors.
“Hello, my child, welcome to sanctuary!” Noah said.
“Yeah yeah, quit the bullshit, tell me the rules.” She said.
“Well, The ‘game’ is simple. The game end when I press that button on the altar over there, willingly. Otherwise, you mustn’t leave the game venue, or act violently.” Noah explained. “This place is a sanctuary from the outside world. A refuge for those who have been crushed by the horrors of the Games.”
“What? What about Visas?” The Woman said confused.
“While in a game, your visa does not decrease. This place gives you time to live the rest of your days out, without the threat of the laser. This place is my Ark, if you will.” The King said, pointing to the church.
“This world makes it appear as if you must kill others to survive. That is not true. If you can resist the temptations of this world, you will receive salvation.”
Noah then gave the woman a tour of the grounds, before asking her what she wished to do. She ended up working in the garden, and Noah returned to the gates, to welcome any possible new colonists.
His sanctuary was coming to life, an example of how humans can collaborate and triumph in a world without hope.
No new people arrived after Sandra interrupted them at lunch, and the King gathered everyone around for tea and began to tell stories about his experiences.
“When I came to this world, I realised how important it was to trust god. I played the games set up by the old Kings, Queens and Knaves. They slowly fell, and when We had finally defeated them all, we were offered a choice by the ruler of this land. Stay, and accept citizenship, or decline. I accepted, to allow this land, a land without god, to see the light of good, and forge a beacon of hope for all who came.” Noah said, as his followers watched intently, and he began to recall his first games, the Jack and King of hearts, and how in the King game he had saved a young man, who grew to become the King of Clubs.
It became later and later, and Noah advised them to go to bed, telling them he would continue to tell them about his experiences the next day, and then the others could tell them theirs.
Third Day of Exhibitions
On the third day only one blimp went down, that of the Queen of Clubs.
Noah awoke bright and early, ready for the day. He slowly got everyone else up, while preparing breakfast. They ate in their own time, before leaving to go out and work.
Noah walked to the gates, apple in hand. He waited there for a few minutes, and watched as some new followers-to-be began to arrive.
He introduced himself, giving his regular explanation, and before they stepped inside, was backed up by one of the gardeners, who happened to be walking past. The group stepped inside, introducing themselves as Alfie, Tracy and Roger, a group that had beaten the King of Clubs together.
“A shame. The King of Clubs was a good man.” Noah said, leading them into the main hall.
“He definitely wasn’t what I expected from a King, to say the least.” Tracy said. “Neither are you.”
“The manipulation is still to come.” Alfie said, not trusting Noah.
“Well, I can assure you that I have all of the residents of this countries best interests in mind. We could live here for many years without problem. Just ask any of the other players that have stayed with us for a while, they all trust me.” Noah countered.
He walked up to the altar.
“This here is the game clear condition. If I press it, I die, and our colony is terminated. The game ends, everyone gets a game clear. I have no intention of doing so.” Noah said.
“So you are our jailor.” Alfie said to him.
“If you need to see it that way, yes.” Noah said. “But in truth I am your saviour. Without me you would soon be playing another game. You would live in fear of your life. Here, that all fades away. You regain free time, as you need to care less and less about your own survival. Don’t you see the utopia we will forge?”
Alfie shrugged.
“Now, if you will please allow me to ask what jobs you would be comfortable doing…” He asked.
He got them all started on their tasks, and the day went smoothly. He spent a while talking with Roger as they prepared food, talking about his life, and soon they called everyone in for Lunch.
In the meantime, tracy had begun speaking to Sandra, and learned about her. Alfie, on the other hand, had remained distant from the others, refusing to participate in work.
He walked over to Roger and Tracy while they were eating their food.
“Don’t you find this a little suspicious? He’s way to kind for someone who’s gone through what we’ve been through. I don’t trust this guy one bit.” Alfie said.
“Why, all he’s done is be nice to us!?” Tracy said. “He’s forged a home for us in this uncaring world. How can you disagree with that?”
“He’s already gotten to you. Don’t you see? He’s indoctrinating you. This is a cult!” Alfie protested, perhaps a little too loud.
“Now, how about we all calm down a little.” Noah said, walking over. “I see our new member wishes to leave. Trust me Alfie, it’s Alfie right? This place will be our beacon of hope, our zone of safety. Please, don’t fight us. It’ll only harm you.”
Alfie nodded, but still had a scowl fixed on his face.
“Good. Now, how about we all return to work, and reconvene later for tea.” He said, walking away.
The others returned to work, and Alfie was left alone in the Hall.
Noah turned. “You should also get to work. It won’t reflect well on you if you eat our food but don’t help out.”
Roger had by this point returned to the garden. He liked gardening, and had constantly recommended the performers establish one while they were still in large numbers, so they would have a continued food supply. He gave up on the idea after continued rejection, and the dwindling number of performers meant there was almost no point, they all believed they would die anyway.
But now he had a communal garden, where he could help a group of people he cared about. He dug, and planted some seeds. They were almost out of the space allocated. Oh well, they would always need to attend to plants to help them grow. He wasn’t sure how well they would grow in this strange climate, but he held out hope.
He spent the hours until dusk in the garden with a man who claimed he was the first to join Noah. They exchanged trivial details about their lives, as well as their time in this land. They both admired Noah for his ability to create hop in a world without it, and how he kept order in a world seemingly without any.
When they gathered around for Noah’s story and food, they listened intently, hearing about his exploits during his time as a player, how he had helped those in need. How he had not killed anyone during his time as a player.
Alfie watched from afar, seeing how the group worshiped the ground he walked on. Why couldn’t anyone but him see it?

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2023.03.22 07:21 Tigreal Patch Notes 1.7.68 - Org. Server

From The Designers

For the upcoming March season, aside from the usual hero adjustments, we've also optimized the gameplay of some older heroes such as Layla and Freya. We hope they'll be back with a spring in their step, ready to shine upon the battlefield!
We've also optimized 6 lesser-used equipment (Sea Halberd, Necklace of Durance, Twilight Armor, Rose Gold Meteor, Blood Wings and Thunder Belt) and 2 Battle Spells (Aegis and Revitalize) to hopefully make them more viable options in battle.
Additionally, for the upcoming Season 28, we will be launching a new Mythic system with a new rank, new Display Logos for Mythic ranks, and optimized the Mythic Points system into the Stars system. Reach 25 and 50 stars in Mythic to get upgraded appearances for Mythic stars.
We've also optimized the Placement Match experience and added a new Mythic Rank Exclusive Skin Voting system (avaliable after reaching Mythic rank, vote for 1 out of 6 heroes).
Added "Road to Mythic" challenges at Mythic rank that will grant the S28 Profile Namecard Background and Personal Profile Background. Reach Mythical Glory rank to upgrade them. Good luck in the new season!

I. New & Revamped Heroes

[Revamped Hero: Courageous Warrior - Minsitthar]
[Spear of Glory] and [King's Calling] are Minsitthar's core skills, so we've kept their gameplay the same (with some optimizations) in this revamp.
In addition, we've redesigned his Skill 2 and Passive to provide more damage and control to his kit. This redesign focuses on maintaining his roaming role while exploring the possibility of taking the Exp Lane.
We've also given Minsitthar a complete makeover. With this revamp, the courageous warrior shall reclaim his rightful glory!
Hero Features: A courageous warrior who excels in battle with spear and shield.
[Passive: Mark of the King]
Minsitthar's Basic Attacks and skills apply a stack of Mark of the King. Upon reaching 5 stacks, the next attack will detonate all Marks to deal a large amount of damage and stun the target, and restore HP to Minsitthar.
[Skill 1: Spear of Glory]
When pulling back his spear, Minsitthar will pull all enemy heroes in its path to him.
[Skill 2: Shield Assault]
Minsitthar holds up his shield, reducing incoming damage from the front for a period of time.
While in this stance, Minsitthar's Basic Attacks will hit all enemies in a rectangular area and have increased Attack Speed.
[Ultimate: King's Calling]
Minsitthar's Ultimate now prevents all enemies in its area from using all movement abilities.
Summoned Royal Guards can also trigger Minsitthar's equipment effects with their attacks.
Slightly increased the cast range.
Reduced the effect's duration.

II. Hero Adjustments

The following heroes have undergone significant adjustments in this patch: Joy, Freya, Layla, Wanwan, Badang, Esmeralda and Eudora.

The following uses (↑) (↓) (~) to indicate Buff, Nerf, and Adjustment.

[Joy] (~)
Joy has impressive durability, but her burst potential is a bit lacking in the mid-to-late game. As such, we're making it harder for her to gain durability while increasing her damage to fit her role as an Assassin.
[Passive] (~)
Removed the shield effect.
New Effect: Joy's skills now deal an additional instance of damage each time they hit a non-Minion unit.
[Skill 2] (~)
Max Uses: 5 >> 4
New Effect: Gain a shield when hitting on beat.
[Ultimate] (~)
Number of Skill 2 casts required to unlock: 5 >> 4
New Effect: Gain Physical & Magic Defense during Ultimate.
Damage increase after hitting on beat: 30% >> 40% (max damage when hitting all beats is the same)

[Freya] (↑)
While Freya has great sustainability, she plays more or less the same as other heroes that rely on Basic Attacks. So, we're making it easier for her to chain her skill combos, and in some circumstances, indefinitely. We're also improving the feel of Spirit Combo and Leap of Faith, and that of Freya's combos as a whole. Her shield and damage in the early-mid game have been adjusted to keep things balanced.
[Skill 1] (~)
Skill 1 is no longer enhanced by Sacred Orb nor does it cost any Sacred Orbs.
Can move through obstacles more easily.
[Skill 2] (↑)
Skill casts needed to trigger leaping strike: 3 >> 2
Reworked how the cooldown works: Cooldown is no longer triggered after the leaping strike, instead it triggers after not continuing to cast the skill within a certain period.
Slightly reduced the foreswing time of the leaping strike.
Airborne Duration: 0.5s >> 0.4s
Base Damage: 130-230 (+90% Total Physical Attack) >> 20-230 (+90% Total Physical Attack)
Final Damage: 156-276 (+108% Total Physical Attack) >> 26-276 (+108% Total Physical Attack)
Shield: 160-260 (+70% Extra Physical Attack) >> 60-260 (+70% Extra Physical Attack)

[Layla] (↑)
As a Marksman without Blink, Layla has trouble with survivability. We hope the following changes will allow her to kite enemies more efficiently and increase her skill cap. We've reduced a bit of her damage to balance these buffs.
[Basic Attack & Skills] (↑)
Greatly reduced backswing time to allow her to move and attack more efficiently.
[Attribute] (↓)
Physical Attack Growth: 9 >> 7.5
[Passive] (↓)
Maximum Damage Increase: 135% >> 130%
[Skil 2] (↑)
Changed the slow effect from mark detonations to a 0.25s AOE stun.
Only marks the first target hit.

[Wanwan] (~)
With fewer Weaknesses to hit, more players have been enjoying Wanwan, but it also made it harder for her opponents to counter her Ultimate. Therefore, we want to make it easier to escape her Ultimate while not affecting her power. After the changes, the locked target can more easily get out of lock range, and frontline heroes can move to block Wanwan's crossbow attacks to tank the damage. To compensate, we buffed Wanwan's damage, and how much she gains from Movement Speed bonuses in the early and mid game (Wanwan should get extra Movement Speed to take advantage of this).
[Passive] (↑)
All Weaknesses Hit Damage: 55-97 >> 70-112
[Ultimate] (↓)
Lock Range: 8.5 >> 6
Speed Boost while in the air: 10% Total Movement Speed >> 100% Extra Movement Speed

[Badang] (↓)
Badang has become too dominant in this version with the buff to Knockback effects. We've moderately reduced his damage in the early and mid game for balance.
[Skill 1] (↓)
Base Damage: 160-260 >> 125-225
Explosion Damage: 120-195 >> 100-175
[Ultimate] (↓)
Base Damage: 80-140 >> 60-120
Explosion Damage: 40-70 >> 30-60

[Esmeralda] (↑)
We've slightly increased Esmeralda's damage to make her more competitive compared to other Exp Laners.
[Basic Attack] (↑)
First Damage: 80% Physical Attack >> 100% Physical Attack
Second Damage: 100 +55% Magic Power >> 100 +75% Magic Power
[Skill 2] (↑)
Cooldown: 5.5-3.5s >> 4.5-3.5s

[Eudora] (↑)
We want players to be able to use Eudora's skills based on the situation, instead of always starting with Skill 2.
[Attributes] (↑)
HP Growth: 142.5 >> 160.5
[Skill 2] (↑)
Orb of Lightning bounce's Stun Duration: 0.6s >> 0.9s

[Lesley] (↑)
We've slightly buffed Lesley's damage because the meta has been favouring Attack Speed Marksmen.
Passive (↑)
Base Damage:50 >> 75
[Skill 1] (↑)
Cooldown: 5-3s >> 4-2.5s

[Paquito] (↑)
We've slightly buffed Paquito's durability in the mid and late game to fit his role as a fighter.
[Skill 1] (↑)
Shield: 150-500 +110% Physical Attack >> 150-650 +135% Physical Attack

[Fredrinn] (↓)
Slightly reduced the damage of Fredrinn's Ultimate when not enhanced.
[Skill 2] (↓)
Base Damage: 200-300 >> 140-215
[Skill 3] (↓)
Base Damage: 300-500 >> 210-330

III. Battlefield Adjustments

[New Map]

The brand-new map "Harmonia" is available free for a limited-time! Featuring a new design, with new models, effects, and more. And the "Harmonia" Lord is stepping into the fray, too. Check it out!
[Lord] (↑)
The Enhanced Lord can now use Turret Clash against all turrets it encounters after the 12-minute mark, instead of only the first one.

[Equipment]

[Sea Halberd] (↑)
We don't want Physical Damage heroes to lose much damage output when using this equipment.
[Unique Passive - Punish] (New)
Increase damage by 8% against enemy heroes with more extra HP than you.

[Necklace of Durance] (↑)
Optimized the build path to better fit some mages and supports.
[Build Path]
Mystic Container >> Elegant Gem (Necklace of Durance attributes modified accordingly)
[New Passive] (↑)
Gift (the effect is the same as Elegant Gem)

[Twilight Armor] (Revamped)
We've noticed that most tanks focus on absorbing damage instead of dealing damage, so we've changed this equipment to help against burst damage and also made it more versatile.
[Unique Passive - Twilight] (Revamped)
When taking more than 600 damage in a single hit, the excess amount will be reduced by 300 +5% of Max HP. Cooldown: 5s.

[Rose Gold Meteor] (↑)
Rose Gold Meteor has been overshadowed by Athena's Shield, so we've changed its function to help heroes escape when the passive triggers.
[Attributes] (↑)
Physical Lifesteal: 5% >> 10%
[Build Path] (~)
Magic Blade + Dagger >> Magic Blade + Vampire Mallet
[Unique Passive - Lifeline] (↑)
Shield: 510-1350 >> 840-1820
Removed Effect: Increase Magic Defense by 25 for 3s when triggered.
New Effect: Increase Movement Speed by 50% when triggered, the effect decays over 3 seconds.
Cooldown: 40s >> 60s

[Magic Blade] (↑)
[Unique Passive - Lifeline] (↑)
Shield: 280-700 >> 420-910
Removed Effect: Increase Magic Defense by 12 for 3s when triggered.
New Effect: Increase Movement Speed by 50% when triggered, the effect decays over 3 seconds.
Cooldown: 40s >> 60s

[Blood Wings] (↑)
Optimized Effect: Now when the shield is attacked, it will be restored after 30s even if it's not destroyed.
Cooldown: 30s >> 20s
New Effect: Increase Movement Speed by 30 when shield is active.

[Thunder Belt] (↑)
Thunder Belt is too costly for roaming tanks, so we're reducing its price and boosting its Mana Regen.
[Cost] (↑)
2290 >> 1990
[Attributes] (↑)
Mana Regen: 6 >> 10

[Clock of Destiny] (↓)
Reduced the survivability it granted to burst damage mages.
[Attributes] (↓)
HP: 625 >> 500
[Unique Passive - Time] (↓)
Each stack grants 20 HP (was 25).

[Ice Queen Wand] (↑)
Increased the survivability it granted to sustained damage mages.
[Attributes] (↑)
New: 300 HP
Removed: 150 Mana

[Fleeting Time] (↑)
Optimized Effect: Certain heroes with Ultimates that enter cooldown after their duration is over now also gain cooldown reduction from kills and assists during their Ultimate's duration.
Includes: Faramis, Yve, Luo Yi, Leomord, Baxia, Hanzo, Granger, Edith, Aldous.

[Dominance Ice] (↑)
We want this piece of equipment to be more effective against heroes with high attack speed.
[Unique Passive - Arctic Cold] (↑)
The attack speed reduction is now calculated after all attack speed bonuses.
Lowers nearby enemy heroes' Attack Speed to: 75% >> 70%

[Black Ice Shield] (↑)
[Unique Passive - Arctic Cold] (↑)
The attack speed reduction is now calculated after all attack speed bonuses.
Lowers nearby enemy heroes' Attack Speed to: 90% >> 85%

[Battle Spells]

We've adjusted [Aegis] and [Revitalize] to more clearly differentiate them from [Vengeance]. Heroes of different roles should now have more viable choices for defensive Battle Spells.
[Aegis] (↑)
Aegis works well enough to protect heroes with low HP in the early game, but the shield is too flimsy in the mid and late game compared to how much hero damage ramps up.
Shield: 750 + 50Hero Level >> 750 + 90Hero Level
Removed the effect of granting shield to nearby allied hero.
Cooldown: 90s >> 75s

[Revitalize] (~)
The effect will now move with its caster, making it more suitable for Supports.

[Role Adjustments]

As the meta evolves, certain heroes have gone through a lot of changes compared to their original playstyle and abilities. Therefore, we decided to update their roles to better fit their playstyle.

Grock: Tank >> Tank/Fighter
Johnson: Tank >> Tank/Support
Carmilla: Support >> Support/Tank
Kaja: FighteSupport >> Support/Fighter
Ruby: FighteTank >> Fighter
Fredrinn: Tank/Fighter >> FighteTank
Paquito: Fighter >> FighteAssassin
Yin: Fighter >> FighteAssassin
Benedetta: Assassin >> Assassin/Fighter
Harley: Mage/Assassin >> Assassin/Mage >

[Lane Position Adjustments]

Silvanna: Exp Lane/Jungling >> Exp Lane/Roaming
Cyclops: Mid Lane >> Mid Lane/Jungling

Removed Jungling classification from the following heroes: Lapu-Lapu, Argus, Selena, Masha, Popol and Kupa.

IV. Weekly Free Heroes & New Skins

[New Skins]

1- New Epic skin Vale "Keeper of the Winds" will be available on March 27, 2023. Original Price: 899 Diamonds, 30% off during launch week.
2- Rafaela "Seraphic Selfie" will be available in the Purify Harmonia event on March 31 (Server Time).
3- April StarLight Skin - Edith "Ancient Warden" will be available on April 1, 2023.
4- Miya "Atomic Pop Miya" will be available on April 5 (Server Time) for 899 Diamonds. 30% off for the first 21 days.
5- Cyclops "Yokai Warlock" will be available in Grand Collection on April 10 (Server Time).
6- Eudora "Atomic Pop Eudora" will be available on April 12 (Server Time) for 899 Diamonds. 30% off for the first 21 days.
7- Hanabi "Moonlit Ninja" will be available in Moonlit Wish on April 15 (Server Time).
8- New Epic skin Bane "Soul Defiler" will be available on April 19, 2023. Original Price: 899 Diamonds, 30% off during launch week.
9- May StarLight Skin - Moskov "Violet Spear" will be available on May 1, 2023.
10- New Gloo "Jellyman" skin will be available on May 4, 2023. Original Price: 749 Diamonds, 30% off during launch week.
11- Clint "Crimson Blast" will be available in Grand Collection on May 6 (Server Time).
12- Roger "Phantom Pirate" and "Fire Pirate" will be available soon with a fully revamped design.
13- Hilda "Aries" will be available soon with a fully revamped design.
14- Minotaur "Taurus" will be available soon with a fully revamped design.

[Fragment Shop Adjustments]

Fragment Shop Adjustments on March 22 (Server Time)
a- Rare Skin Fragment Shop
Added: Argus "Dark Draconic", Dyrroth "Ruins Scavenger", Lunox "Ash Blossom", Natalia "Phantom Dancer" and Wanwan "Darting Star".
Removed: Gusion "Cyber Ops", Clint "Rock and Roll", Zilong "Eastern Warrior", Alucard "Viscount", and Minsitthar "Gilded King".

b- Hero Fragment Shop
Added: Hanabi, Edith, Moskov and Alpha.
Removed: Ruby, Gusion, Lesley and Valentina.

[Free Heroes]

8 Free Heroes: Server Time 03/24/2023 05:01:00 to 03/31/2023 05:00:00 (Tap the Settings button on the top-right corner of the main page to check.)
Aamon, Khufra, Vale, Alice, Natalia, Harley, Guinevere and Phoveus.
6 Extra Starlight Member Heroes: Claude, Atlas, Beatrix, Sun, Harith and Grock.
8 Free Heroes: Server Time 03/31/2023 05:01:00 to 04/07/2023 05:00:00 (Tap the Settings button on the top-right corner of the main page to check.)
Lylia, Estes, Martis, Angela, Hanabi, Vexana, Thamuz and Rafaela.
6 Extra Starlight Member Heroes: Irithel, Faramis, Masha, Paquito, Lesley and Bruno.
8 Free Heroes: Server Time 04/07/2023 05:01:00 to 04/14/2023 05:00:00 (Tap the Settings button on the top-right corner of the main page to check.)
Clint, Dyrroth, Diggie, Alice, Fanny, Yin, Aulus and Hylos.
6 Extra Starlight Member Heroes: Akai, Brody, Chou, Aldous, Melissa and Franco.
8 Free Heroes: Server Time 04/14/2023 05:01:00 to 04/21/2023 05:00:00 (Tap the Settings button on the top-right corner of the main page to check.)
Martis, Cyclops, Gatotkaca, Helcurt, Karina, Kaja, Khaleed and Gloo.
6 Extra Starlight Member Heroes: Kadita, Edith, Moskov, Vale, Masha and Beatrix.
8 Free Heroes: Server Time 04/21/2023 05:01:00 to 04/28/2023 05:00:00 (Tap the Settings button on the top-right corner of the main page to check.)
Floryn, Minotaur, Pharsa, Kadita, Thamuz, Bane, Barats and Harith.
6 Extra Starlight Member Heroes: Johnson, Cecilion, Kaja, Chang'e, Roger and Ling.
8 Free Heroes: Server Time 04/28/2023 05:01:00 to 05/05/2023 05:00:00 (Tap the Settings button on the top-right corner of the main page to check.)
Lapu-Lapu, Carmilla, Moskov, Jawhead, Mathilda, Khufra, Akai and Phoveus.
6 Extra Starlight Member Heroes: Luo Yi, Selena, Lolita, Aldous, Bruno and Atlas.
8 Free Heroes: Server Time 05/05/2023 05:01:00 to 05/12/2023 05:00:00 (Tap the Settings button on the top-right corner of the main page to check.)
Vale, Chou, Irithel, Esmeralda, Faramis, Baxia, Lancelot and Bruno.
6 Extra Starlight Member Heroes: Martis, Karrie, Sun, Aurora, Lesley and Hanabi.
8 Free Heroes: Server Time 05/12/2023 05:01:00 to 05/19/2023 05:00:00 (Tap the Settings button on the top-right corner of the main page to check.)
Leomord, Valentina, Terizla, Yi Sun-shin, Phoveus, Karina, Kimmy and Rafaela.
6 Extra Starlight Member Heroes: Natan, Helcurt, Guinevere, Vexana, Barats and Uranus.

[StarLight Shop Update]

The following will be removed from the Shop on 4/30 23:59 (Server Time): Karrie "Dragon Queen", Aldous "The Insentient", Chou "Go Ballistic", Masha "Combat Maiden", Ling "Street Punk", Benedetta "Street Blow", Yi Sun-shin "Azure Sentry", Sun "Simian Curse", Luo Yi "Siren Priestess", and Ruby "Pirate Parrot".
The following will be added on 5/1 00:00: Layla "Bunny Babe", Freya "Dragon Hunter", Zilong "Eastern Warrior", Franco "Apocalypse", Martis "Searing Maw", Wanwan "Teen Pop", Lapu-Lapu "Special Force", Khufra "Dreadful Clown", Pharsa "Peony Bloom", and Cecilion "Stargazer".

V. New Functions & Events

[Ranked Mode]

1- Season 27 will end on 03/24/2023 at 23:59:59 (Server Time).
2- Season 28 will start on 03/25/2023 at 02:00:00 (Server Time). Play Ranked to get rewards, including Lapu-Lapu's S28 skin "Son of the Wild" and S28 Avatar Border "Fearless Armor". Complete rank tasks during the season to upgrade the skin's tag.

[S28 First Recharge Event]

1- Recharge 20 Diamonds to claim the S28 First Recharge Avatar Border for free!
2- Recharge any amount to purchase the S28 First Recharge Exclusive Elite Skin Khufra "Iron Hook" only for 100 Diamonds after discount!
3- Recharge a total of 3 days to purchase a Rename Card (7-Day). Only for 50 Diamonds after discount!

[The ALLSTAR event is here for a limited-time with the best deals of the year!]

1- From April 5 - May 28, ALLSTAR exclusive skin [Miya "Atomic Pop Miya"] and its Custom Action Bundle will be added to the Shop. 30% off for the first 21 days!
2- From April 12 - May 28, ALLSTAR exclusive skin [Eudora "Atomic Pop Eudora"] and its Custom Action Bundle will be added to the Shop. 30% off for the first 21 days!
3- From April 15 - May 8, the Moonlit Wish Draw event will be available. Participate in the draw and you'll have the chance to obtain the new ALLSTAR exclusive skin
4- [Hanabi "Moonlit Ninja'] as well as STUN, M-World, and [Guinevere "Psion of Tomorrow'] skins for a limited-time! Spend ALLSTAR Promo Diamonds to draw from 4/20 - 4/25. Don't miss out!
5- From April 15 - April 19, purchase Mega Draw Bundles (including Moonlit Wish Token + Lucky Number) for a chance to win 10,000 Diamonds daily, and a chance to win a 50,000 Diamond jackpot. Start buying early for the best chance to win!
6- From April 15 - April 23, log in daily during the event to win free rewards.
7- Complete daily and consecutive Recharge Tasks to earn rewards, including up to 5 Moonlit Wish Tokens, ALLSTAR exclusive Emote, Magic Wheel Potions, and loads more!
8- From April 20 - April 25, enjoy a shop-wide Mega Sale with up to 50% off. Spend ALLSTAR Promo Diamonds to buy skins for as little as 1 Diamond!

[ALLSTAR Free Rewards]

Four permanent skins, permanent hero choice, limited-time resources, Diamonds and more, all FREE and waiting to be claimed! You don't want to miss this!
1- From March 22 - 31, join Rafaela's Livestream event to claim a free ALLSTAR exclusive Emote!
2- From March 31 - April 30, join the Purify Harmonia event to claim a new ALLSTAR permanent skin, Spawn Effect, Avatar Border and more for free!
3- From March 31 - April 30, join the Last Encore event to claim a permanent event-exclusive skin of your choosing!
4- From April 1 - 25, join the ALLSTAR Login Gifts event to claim the new ALLSTAR Graffiti, Recall Effect, Draw Token, Elite skin and more for free!
5- From April 5 - 20, join the ALLSTAR Festival event to claim free ALLSTAR Promo Diamonds. Spend them in place of Diamonds!
6- From April 21 - 30, join the ALLSTAR Hero Academy event to claim one of five free permanent heroes!
7- On top of all that, there's Nostalgia, All Heroes Free Access, ALLSTAR reward exchange, and loads more reward-packed events coming soon!

[MLBB X Transformers: March 22 - April 30]

1- MLBB X Transformers draw event: MLBB X Transformers skins Optimus Prime, Bumblebee, Megatron, Soundwave & Ravage, Grimlock and Starscream available for a limited time!
2- Transformers: Scratchcard Event: 1) Event is held from March 22 - 28. Transformers Scratchcard will offer Transformers Passes at a discount! 2) Gain a free scratchcard attempt with each purchase, with guaranteed Transformers-related resources!

[Superheroes Assemble!]

The Dawning Stars series exclusive skins and resources will return for a limited-time from 5/9 - 6/2 (Bruno "Firebolt", Lancelot "Swordmaster", Chou "Thunderfist", Vale "Blizzard Storm", and Esmeralda "The Foreseer")!
1- A permanent prize is guaranteed in the first 10 draws. Enjoy 50% off on your first 1X draw each day and 10% off for every 10X Draw.
2- Vote for your favourite Dawning Stars series skin from 4/24 00:00 - 5/13 to get discounted in the Event Shop during the draw event!
3- More Premium Supply events coming from 5/13 - 5/15 and 5/27 - 5/29. Get draw tokens at a discount!

[Weekly Diamond Pass]

Added the [Savings Box] feature: After purchasing/subscribing to the Weekly Diamond Pass, if you logged in on a particular day but forgot to claim your Weekly Diamond Pass rewards, they will be available the following day in your [Savings Box] (located on the Weekly Diamond Pass page). These can be claimed at any time, so don't worry about rewards you forgot to claim!

[StarLight Lucky Chest]

1- From 4/1 00:00:00 - 4/30 23:59:00, spend 10 Diamonds to participate in the draw for a chance to get a StarLight Card or Premium StarLight Card!
2- Added new "StarLight Last Light" Killing Notification to the StarLight Shop.

[Astral Star]

1- Starting 4/1 00:00 (Server Time), purchase Premium StarLight Membership to get the exclusive name [Astral Star] that will be valid during April StarLight.
2- The [Astral Star] name color is an exclusive Premium StarLight Member privilege, and is displayed in the game where names are shown.

VI. System Adjustments

[MMR Function Optimization]

1- Bonuses and Protection that affect Hero Power are now shown more clearly on the post-game screen.
2- The best title obtained each season is now recorded on your Favorite Heroes page.
3- Adjusted the minimum score required to enter each level's leaderboard, as well as the amount of points gained at each rank.

[Ranked Mode Adjustments]

1- Optimized the Mythic Points system to the Stars system and added a new rank, Mythical Honor, at 25 stars.
2- Added "Road to Mythic" challenges at Mythic rank. Complete them to get the S28 exclusive Profile Namecard Background and Personal Profile Background, and unlock upgraded versions of them at Mythical Glory rank.
3- Every season, you can get 10 Mythic Coins by winning 10 Ranked matches after reaching Mythic rank. Collect 40 Mythic Coins to exchange for the Mythic Exclusive Skin coming later.
4- Reach 25 and 50 stars in Mythic to get upgraded appearances for Mythic stars.
5- Optimized the Placement Match experience. The stars you earn during placements will be applied after you complete your Placement Matches.
6- Optimized Mythic rank matchmaking.

[Recharge Event Rule Adjustments]

After the version update, buying/subscribing to/renewing Weekly Diamond Passes or subscribing to/renewing Weekly Ticket Passes/Monthly Ticket Passes will all count toward Recharge Events and grant the following task progress:

Weekly Diamond Pass/Weekly Diamond Pass Subscription: Progress +100
Ticket Monthly Subscription: Progress +150
Ticket Weekly Subscription: Progress +50 >

[Other]

Changed the Flag Change Card cooldown period to 3 months. Flag Change Cards will also be available for 70% off.

VII. Bug Fixes & Optimizations

1- Optimized game [Terms] and their descriptions in the [Tutorial].
2- Optimized the display for the 'Disarm' and 'Blink Disabled' markers shown during combat. They've been relocated from above a hero's head to beneath their HP bar.
3- Fixed an issue where some menus would cause crashes.
4- Fixed an issue where Lolita's Enhanced Basic Attacks would end when it's not used (also fixed on the Official Server).
5- Fixed an issue where Gloo would remain on Hayabusa after he used his Ultimate.
6- Fixed an issue where Gloo would remain on Wanwan after she used her Ultimate.
7- Fixed an issue where the animation of the knockback on Chou's Ultimate didn't fully match its control duration.
8- Fixed an issue where Odette's enhanced Basic Attacks couldn't trigger Attack Effects.
9- Fixed an inaccuracy with the damage of the second part of Lapu-Lapu's enhanced Ultimate.
10- Fixed an issue where the damage of Wanwan's Ultimate didn't properly scale with level.
11- Fixed an issue where the blocked damage of Badang's Skill 2 didn't properly scale with level.
12- Fixed an issue where the description and numbers on Argus' Ultimate's status icon weren't displayed correctly.
13- Fixed an inaccuracy with the damage description of Edith's Skill 2.
14- Fixed an inaccuracy with the description of Lapu-Lapu's passive.
15- Fixed an inaccuracy with the cooldown description of Xavier's Skill 2.
16- Fixed an inaccuracy with the movement speed description of Pharsa's Skill 4.
17- Fixed an issue where the movement speed of Hylos' Ultimate didn't increase with the skill level.
18- Fixed an issue where Hilda's Basic Attacks did not match the effects.
19- Fixed an issue with Johnson's Skill 1 description where the stated Physical Attack bonus was slightly off.
20- Optimized the visual effects when control immunity triggers.
21- Fixed an issue where Turret Protection takes effect after a long delay when allied minions die within the enemy turret's range.
22- Fixed an issue where Tigreal's passive was not correctly blocking additional damage triggered by Basic Attacks.
23- Fixed an issue with Windtalker not getting the correct cooldown reduction from Basic Attacks.
24- Fixed an issue where players would rarely lose sound in matches.

Mobile Legends: Bang Bang

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2023.03.22 07:16 pwa09 I just need to cry out - please read

I’ve been operating at 110% for a while now. A good while. I’ve got a husband and 3 kids, and my life is utterly relentless. I am not my own individual self anymore. I basically exist to serve everyone else. I do every damn thing. Yes there is a man that lives here that “helps” but how helpful is it when I have to constantly tell the man what needs to be done, when it needs to be done, how to do it, when the kids need something, what time their appointments are, etc. I have 2 toddlers and 1 preteen. My house is akin to a zoo on crack. There’s lights on all day, because the man that lives here doesn’t seem to know how to turn off a light, the toddlers don’t nap anymore, and they are always hungry but never seem to take more than 2 bites of food, my preteen rolls her eyes at everything, husband works nights and can somehow sleep through every thing and I wouldn’t be surprised if he slept right through a tornado. My home is no longer my sanctuary because it’s become a place of high stress. I am literally on my feet from 6am to 10pm with my only break being the job I work at. I work full time and get to spend my 2 days off doing everything my husband just disregards all week, such as the grocery shopping (his idea of grocery shopping is buying enough food ingredients for ONE meal), the cleaning (he hasn’t cleaned the bathtub in 2 months, I’ve counted), and rest of boring things like washing the car, taking out trash, and spending some time with the kids. So basically I have no days off.
I cried to myself in my room on Monday night. Here is everything I did on that day from sun up to sun down:
6am: woke up for work 7am: went outside to warm up my car and take all the bags to it (lunch bags, diaper bag, purse) 7:30am: dropped off kids to MIL house/school for the day 8am: stopped by a breakfast joint and got myself food 8:30-5pm: work 5:15pm: arrive home 5:30pm: cook dinneeat/feed kids 6:30-7pm: clean up toys/prepare for bath time 7:15-8:15pm: bath time/dressed for bed (because I have to do 2 toddlers) 8:15-8:45pm: pack their lunches, pack my lunch, pack their clothes for tomorrow. 8:50-9ish: brush toddlers teeth, brush my teeth 9:15-9:30: read bedtime stories to toddlers - husband leaves for work 10:00pm: when toddlers are finally tired enough to fall asleep
My husband’s daily schedule:
7:00am: arrive home from work 7:30-3:00pm: sleep 3:45-4pm: picks up kids (Proceeds to spend an hour at his mom’s house) 5:00pm: arrives home, possibly wash the dishes 5:30-7pm: does nothing but watch tv 7pm-9:20pm: takes a pre-work nap 9:30-9:45pm: leaves for work
Do you guys see the disparity or is it just me?? So because I walk around like a zombie all week long with a slight attitude, husband claims he has no idea why I’ve become the way I am. I’m dead inside. My legs burn at the end of the night. I’m sad for myself. I don’t feel like a wife, I feel like an unpaid maid and nanny. I don’t even get a thank you or just a hug. I’m breaking down slowly inside but I keep going because I have to, I love my kids. I’ve tried bringing ALL this up to the man who lives here but it falls each time on deaf ears. He has no empathy or understanding of my feelings. I’ve given up.
If you’ve gotten this far, I appreciate you for reading. It felt good getting this out.
TLDR: My husband is basically a roommate and I’m over it.

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2023.03.22 07:15 pwa09 I just need to cry out - please read

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2023.03.22 07:09 FarPride841 My (34f) bf (46m) keeps calling me chocolate even though I have expressed I do not like that

It's not just me, he refers to attractive women like food. It's only generally woman he's attracted to, on TV online in conversations. He refers to them by food. Like if they're black, we're chocolate. Latinas are always mocha. He calls Asian women kimchi. White women creamy milk. I told him I really don't like it when he does that. I feel like it's diminutive and objectifying. I told him to stop but he acts like I'm overreacting and it's just how he compliments people.
It started a fight with another woman that he casually called "hot chocolate" and as I told him, many people just don't like that, she turned around and agreed and threw her drink at him when he kept pressing it, and he was asked to leave. I stayed because I was going to enjoy my night, and according to him everyone else was overreacting and he was not wrong at all here. I was wrong for not defending him. I told him, I'm not defending you over something I told you I hate hearing. I feel like it's dehumanizing and I am not dealing with it.
Ever since that incident, every time he does it regardless of who it's directed at I just get up and leave. I feel like I've come to the realization this is a deal breaker for me, and he thinks I'm making a huge deal about nothing. But he doesn't plan on ever changing that or trying to prioritize my comfort, he thinks I need to get over it because it's nothing. I'm about to walk away over this it's so frustrating to be demeaned as a food and then further ignored and belittled. I honestly feel like he doesn't see me as an equal or even a person just am object, a little treat. And it disgusted me to realize that.

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2023.03.22 06:57 Meloxotic Confused about astrology and its accuracy

Now before you guys say astrology is just about zodiac signs, trust me, it is 100% not. There are a lot more to it, it gets even more complicated when you further dive into it and there are more things rather than the ‘vague interpretations’ I am so confused because I can see why the Sun & Moon plays a part in making an effect for us but I don’t understand why faraway planets like Venus, Mars, Pluto or even asteroids like Chiron have an effect on us when they are not visibly seen on Earth and are far whereas the Sun & Moon are visible on Earth and are more likely to influence the living. Think about it rationally. But still there seems to be really spot on accuracy with things being predicted like the Pluto in Capricorn transit that entered right in 2008 that caused the ‘08 financial crisis or whereas the 1980’s Pluto in Scorpio triggered the AIDs crisis. Or the Pluto in Sagittarius transit that caused the World Wide Web to be birthed in the 90’s and the US experiencing the Pluto (Death, Power & Transformation) transit in Sagittarius (globalisation, travelling, religion) in the first house of identity & appearance causing the 9/11 attacks that changed America’s identity & image forever. I also look at the transits and they don’t correlate with my life at all… neither the lunar returns or solar returns. I once tried getting a haircut on a waxing moon phase in cancer because it is known to be a favourable time but my haircut was bad. I feel like it all really depends on the individual and if they are willing to prepare for the transits. I just feel like the birth chart is a helpful guide to see what you are good and bad at and how you can change it.

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2023.03.22 06:51 Sevchenko874 [Fan Work of Fan Work] Koishi Komeiji's Heart Throbbing Adventure The Interim Chapter 12

You Matter to Her in a Way No One Else Could
When you died and were reborn, you became divine. You were love, and you were violence, and you were my miracle. A God sprung forth from the decaying machinery of your broken body. Koishi, the God of Love and Hate—have mercy on us all.
Down by the shore of one of the great Lunar seas, there sat a lonely shack thatched with feathers. Inside, there was a massive wani no less than eight leagues long… and her infant son. To that crocodile who had never known true familial love, that delicate little child—who cooed and smiled at his mother’s every move—was nothing less than a miracle. Such a delicate life in her claws, who knew nothing but unconditional love for his mother—to the crocodile, it was proof there was still good in the world.
She was tired, but the crocodile forced herself to stay awake. There was something she needed to do—a memory she wanted to share with the most important person in her life.
So, with all the caution and tenderness in the world, she picked up her child with her jaws and coaxed him into her throat pouch. The newborn child, perhaps having some shared instinct with his crocodilian mother, did not cry or struggle. Instead, he let out a giggle as he poked his head out from between his mother’s jagged teeth. With a snort, the dragon climbed out of her thatch hut, and crawled along the shore, drawing a meandering trail in the sand as she went.
When she reached the point where the water came to shore in gentle waves, the crocodile set herself down in the sand, letting the waves wash in and lick at her child in gentle sprays. Her child giggled as the Lunar sea’s tickled him with its pure waters, and as he did, his mother couldn’t help but feel at peace.
Nothing. Nothing at all would be able to take this from her.
Her miracle.
Toyohime opened her eye to clear blue skies.
She flexed her fingers, and instead of feeling the cold steel of the ship she started to tear apart, she felt so many tiny pebbles, warmed by their time in the sun. Sand? She brought a fistful of the stuff into her vision, before letting it fall through her fingers and run down her face. It was too real to be a dream.
Toyohime sat up to observe her surroundings. As far as the eye could see, there were infinite stretches of sand collected into wind-swept dunes that obscured the horizon. It was hot. Unbelievably so for what was supposedly the void. She felt a gentle gust of warm wind pass by her and toss her hair. This place… this impossible place… was she dead?
She rose to her feet, fighting biting aches and pains from her battle not too long ago. No—not dead. Somehow, she had survived—there was no other explanation. And as she looked down to assess the damage she had taken, her suspicions were only confirmed. Her right arm was missing, and in its place was nothing but a healed stump. The nasty cuts and bruises she had received in the fighting had all healed over for the most part, the only evidence they happened at all being residual scars that were yet to disappear. The ground was covered in dried blood. She must’ve been laying here in this sand trap for hours.
She brought her free arm, completely healed, up to the general space where her right eye was to find an arrow still protruding from it. Wrapping her fingers around the shaft, Toyohime tore it out in a fluid motion, causing the wound to reopen and drip blood onto the sands below. But, through some miraculous action, it was mere moments before the flow of blood stopped as the wound healed shut. Her right eye was still inoperable, but this healing ability was downright uncanny, even for a god.
She flexed her fingers. It felt like there was a hole in her head from which memories and feelings poured out. The mystery of how she got here, who she killed, and whether she could even trust her own senses had no answer—Toyohime knew she herself had made sure of that. She supposed there was a good reason. The less she knew, the better. That was something she could trick herself into believing.
Though no matter how much she forced herself to forget, she had the horrible feeling she had done something unforgivable—something she would kill over. In a sea of atrocities however, she could hardly even begin to suppose what that might have been. Maybe the heat was starting to fry her brain.
After spending a few minutes snapping the arrows lodged in her body by their shafts, Toyohime looked to the horizon, and then up. Ahead, there was a massive sand dune, no less than five times her height, and beyond the crest—a black pillar of smoke. Toyohime was not alone.
As she made her way up the shifting incline, Toyohime got to thinking about her next course of action. If this wasn’t a hallucination, then it most certainly had to be some extension of Koishi's will. Land in an impossible space… the creation of something impossible like that could only be a factor of a deteriorating mind, or God. And Toyohime had no time to consider the possibility of a crumbling psyche—not when she had a duty left unfulfilled.
But then… that would mean this was the paradise of Koishi’s mind. Surely, by her side is where she would find her salvation. She had already come to terms with it—that there was nothing left for her in the old world. Koishi could pervert and corrupt reality in whatever twisted ways she wanted—as long as it was the creation of her heart, it would be sufficient. Everything beyond that was not worth saving to the former princess.
… But that also meant there would be more enemies. More people she had to kill. She was ready. Ready to kill and ready to die in the name of love.
And as she planted her boot upon the peak of that sand dune, she saw the whole world become bare before her. A fair distance away was the crashed wreck of a golden ship, releasing plumes of black smoke as it burnt away. From this distance, it was difficult to make out any finer details, but she was sure the occupants had escaped. Satori was resourceful and stubborn, if nothing else. Dying in a crash was an impossibility.
She then traced a line from the ship through the shifting sands—to a city upon the horizon. Massive towers of glass and steel pushing against the sky, half buried in the sand, bending light around them as they reflected the intense heat of the sun. It gave the sight an unnatural fuzziness, as if the city was threatening to disappear at any moment.
As she traced the decaying visage of those buildings upwards, she saw a thin line reach beyond and into the sky. The line separated into two before converging back on itself. Above the city, etched upon the sky itself, was a pitch black gap in reality, opened and filled with so many eyes. And above still, the object of Toyohime’s desires and her sole driving factor—Koishi Komeiji.
Though the God’s eye was open, as well as the myriad collection of smaller eyes and drooling jaws that had lined every square inch of her squirming appendages, it was hard to tell if she was awake or conscious. Toyohime knew Koishi best, and if she had any guess as to what Koishi had been doing in the time they spent apart, it was receding back into the numbing comfort of her own mind. Even now, Toyohime figured she was still dreaming, avoiding the cruel weight of her responsibility. What manifested outside of her mind must’ve been some sort of twisted runoff.
Down there, hidden in the dunes, Toyohime knew there were those who would take this dream from Koishi. Those who would hurt Koishi. Those people would’ve done just as well to dig their own graves and build their own coffins. Because so long as Toyohime drew breath, she would protect Koishi with everything she could muster—that was her promise and the nature of her impossible, unconditional love.
Koishi was Toyohime’s second chance.
This time, one way or another, there would be no opportunity for a third.
Mima, on the other hand, had woken up quite a bit earlier than Toyohime had.
She had not suffered any fatal wounds or debilitating strikes leading up to the point where the reality around her started to crumble and distort—but she had briefly lost consciousness regardless. She figured that might’ve been a good thing; an action so absurd and so against everything she knew, perpetrated by an impossibly powerful being… even if a mere glimpse didn’t physically tear her mind to ribbons, she had no interest in trying to understand such a nonsensical event.
Mima awoke not in a desert, but in a grand sprawling city of seemingly human construction. Though the sun still hung overhead, the impossible hills and mountains of sand that caged the city in, always seemed to shift and move in the most calculated way… such that the sun was always put out. Caught in the shade, the city looked like it was in a perpetual night, in spite of the blinding yellow of the endless desert just beyond its limits.
Though that was the case, the city was far from dark. Street lamps, blinding neon signs, blinking traffic lights, apartments and houses with windows illuminated by the fluorescent lights within… It gave the impression the city was alive. It seemed exactly as a real bustling city at night, with its breathing and blinking—but there were no people. No matter how far Mima walked, no matter how many buildings she popped in, she would encounter no souls. She would find, in those buildings, immaculate setpieces filled with lived-in charm, hints and implications of life—but not people. Not even Yukari, who she wandered the streets in search of.
She recognized this place. This city—Tokyo. It couldn’t have possibly been, but it was the same Tokyo she grew up in, back before the Moonlight Descent and before the Kaiju. Before her chance meeting with the youkai who used to be her friend. This city, trapped in the middle of the desert, caught in an artificial night that obscured the flow of time—somehow it managed to be the perfect recreation of a long lost city, as if someone had taken a scalpel to the part of Mima’s brain that held onto the precious memories of her past life. It was comforting, being back in familiar territory, but it also carried along a pervasive uneasiness. The nostalgia said it was real, but the rational mind knew better than to buy into an impossible mirage—made all the more uneasy by the deathly silence of its streets.
After wandering around for a dozen minutes or more, Mima eventually came to find Yukari in a 24-hour fast food joint. She was sitting, out of her suit and miraculously healed, on a stool that faced the street outside, with her head down and a small pool of drool collecting at the point where the corner of her mouth met the countertop. Renko always said Maribel could fall asleep anywhere.
Mima floated back and forth around the gently snoring form of Yukari for a bit, considering her options. She changed back into her Renko form for a second, and after adjusting her hat a little, she reached over to tap Yukari on the shoulder… but then shied away. Glancing at Yukari, then back to her bag, she rummaged through its bottomless contents and pulled out a whole host of items: hand mirrors, makeup kits, two liter bottles of listerine, mints and peppermint breath spray and assorted beauty products.
She stole a quick glance back at Yukari to make sure she was asleep before going at it—in one go, she dumped every minty product she could into her mouth before swishing the unholy mixture in her mouth. It was not a moment later that she coughed out all of that liquid ice with a retch and a gag. Sheepishly, she turned her head to see if Yukari had woken up in all the commotion. Luckily, she was still knocked out something fierce. Mima might’ve guessed she was dead, if it weren’t for the occasional snore.
Undeterred, she opened a hand mirror and began to apply her makeup. Carefully. There was a subtle art to it—she only needed enough to hide any unsightly blemishes she might’ve gotten from her rather shut-in lifestyle as a ghost. Anything more, and Maribel was bound to notice Mima was purposefully fixing her appearance around her. None of that. Mima was trying for a more subliminal approach… It’s what worked in the past, after all.
Well, upon further thought, Mima figured “worked” was too strong a word. She did die before she saw any results, after all. But enough of that, Mima thought—now that she regained her memories, she’s finally gotten another shot. This being the apocalypse and all, she figured she should probably make it count.
She clicked close her portable hand mirror and, along with the rest of her stuff, threw it back into her field bag. She stole one last glance at Yukari, who was still sleeping soundly, before straightening her hat and clearing her throat.
“Maribel…” she said in a quiet, sing-song voice. She placed a hand on Yukari’s shoulder and gave it a gentle shake. “Maribel, wake up.”
No response. Mima pouted as she shook her around again. “Merry? It’s so scary around here—I need someone super strong and amazing by my side. Maybe we could hold hands?”
Nothing but more snoring. Mima’s expression fell. “... Okay, seriously. Wake up.”
“Don’t make me break out the big guns, Merry,” Mima said, digging through her bag and pulling out an airhorn. “I’ll do it. You think I’m bluffing?”
A tense beat passes. Mima stows away the airhorn. “... Ah, I’m just kidding. I wouldn’t do something like that to you. You’re too cute, hehe.”
“I’m not above this, though.” She reaches back into her bag and pulls out a spray bottle filled with water… before giving Yukari’s face a couple of quick spritzes.
That quiet, tranquil expression to Mima seemed almost a timeless representation of the relationship she shared with Maribel quickly contorted into one of disgust. After a moment of being pelted with spray after spray of water droplets, Yukari finally was roused from her sleep, a squinty, grouchy mess.
“Who..? Urgh…” She mumbled with a groan. When Yukari saw Renko, immaculately constructed before her with enough accuracy to convince her she came straight from her memories, she froze. Her voice was barely above a whisper. “... Renko?”
“Hehe… Yep, it’s me! Your best friend. Best girl-friend, even. That is, a girl who is also a friend. Not a girlfriend, you know? Aha… Unless? Kidding, kidding.” Mima flashed an easy smile. “Glad you’re awake. Hey, before you say anything else—how do I look? I look cute, right? I know we’re in the middle of saving the world and everything, but I’ve actually been spending a lot of time taking care of my appearance.”
As Mima continued to ramble on and Yukari continued to wake up, her expression made a slow and gradual pivot. Where at first Yukari couldn’t hide her bemusement from her face—as well as that strange pained expression someone would have, seeing a loved one they have long since finished mourning appear upon their doorstep—she eventually came to settle on an empty stare and a neutral, apathetic expression. It hurt Mima a little, seeing such a radical turn in her demeanor.
“Oh,” Yukari muttered. “It’s just you.”
Mima didn’t think she intended it, but there was a layer of latent annoyance in her words. Or maybe it was disappointment? A thousand years or more apart did a lot to shift their relationship. That much was clear—and it hurt.
Yukari took a moment to look Mima up and down. With a scoff and a roll of her eyes, she delivered an unceremonious answer. “You look fine.”
Mima sighed in response. “Hey, I’ll take it.”
“More importantly…” As Yukari continued, she craned her neck around to absorb every detail of her surroundings: everything from the light fixtures above to the tables that were so meticulously set and prepared. “... Where are we?”
Her eyes naturally gravitated toward the front counter and the kitchen section that was just behind—meticulously wrapped burgers and fresh fries, set underneath heat lamps… it was as if they were all made recently. But that wasn’t even the strangest detail Yukari’s eyes were able to pick out. Upon one of the tables was a tray, filled with half eaten food—as if the patrons ceased to exist in the middle of their meal. This was beyond a mere liminal space, where it gave the impression of once being a place where people gathered—it was closer in relation to the scene of an ongoing disaster, where people had left in a hurry.
In that way, it didn’t carry much of the surreal quality of a place no longer meant for humans—it more so felt like a place with a cursed history, its sinister and mysterious narrative etched into its skin and flesh through the vestiges of human presence. Mima could tell, being a ghost herself, there was more to this place than the physical construction. As to what ‘more’ was, she could not place.
She could tell Yukari was thinking something similar by the way she walked around and took in the feeling of the place. Her posture was rigid and cautious, but not necessarily ready and waiting for danger. There was a quiet dread to the things that weren’t, but should’ve been.
“I’m trying to figure that out myself,” Mima replied, following Yukari around with her arms folded behind her back. “You’re going to think I’m crazy, but… I think we’re back in Tokyo.”
“I don’t think you’re crazy.” Yukari replied. She walked over to the table with the food and traced a finger across its top. No dust clung to the surface of her finger, as if the tabletop had recently been cleaned. She brought the back of her palm close to the food. It was still radiating just a little bit of heat, as if it had been freshly served. “That’s the part that scares me.”
“... Assuming this is all very much real, this must be Koishi’s doing,” Yukari declared, taking a moment to look down at herself. As she flexed her fingers, her eyes narrowed. Mima figured she might’ve just realized she had been healed and mysteriously back to her usual outfit. She still looked younger and weaker than she once was, but there was an undeniable, albeit subtle increase in the vitality she seemed to convey. As Yukari’s eyes wandered to the empty city street outside, Mima couldn’t help but notice that expression—that idle, faraway gaze that looked like Yukari had trapped herself in a vivid daydream. She couldn’t help but realize how much Maribel had changed—and yet stayed the same.
“Whatcha thinking, Merry?” Mima tried, shuffling up to Yukari’s side.
“Yukari.”
“Oh. Right. Ha, that’s my bad. My bad…”
“I’m thinking: why Tokyo specifically?” With a wave of her hand, Yukari opened a gap next to her. Through that little tear in reality was a bird’s eye view of the whole city, as well as the infinite desert that surrounded it. “... There must be some significance to this location, but I couldn’t possibly imagine what it could be. Not right now, knowing what we know.”
“Hey, I grew up in Tokyo, you know? Maybe it has something to do with that? And… y’know, we were teaching in Tokyo before…” Mima gestured vaguely around herself. “... Everything, I guess. Maybe Koishi’s reacting to our memories.”
“Could be. Could just as easily be something related to Koishi. Could be nothing at all.” The view through the gap eventually fizzled out, leaving nothing but the inky blackness of the pocket dimension Yukari held dominion over. She let out a sigh before stitching the gap closed with a wave of her hand. “I’d suggest we keep on moving. Collect as much information as we can about this place. But only what we need—the plan is still largely the same. There’s no telling when she will appear again. Best be as quick about it as we can.”
“Oh. Uh… Alright. That’s cool.”
“... What?”
“Hm?”
“What’s wrong? You disagree?”
“Oh no, ah…” A sheepish grin crawled across Mima’s face. “I was just thinking about how much you’ve changed, is all. It’s just… you know, a huge city missing all of its people is pretty mysterious, huh? Don’t you want to do more exploring? Poke around a bit and take in the sights? Like we used to—just one last time?”
There was an unsettling period of silence where Yukari stared straight through Mima with that flat look. She averted her eyes for a passing moment. When Yukari returned her gaze to Mima, it was steely and cold. “No. Neither of us are kids anymore. We have duties and responsibilities that we can not abandon. Not for anything.”
Yukari brushed past Mima. The gesture wasn’t very rough at all, but Mima felt it come at her hard. As Yukari opened the door, she looked back at Mima and gestured to her to follow.
“Let’s go.”
Orin did not want much from life.
There was Satori, her master, who she cared about deeply. There was Okuu, her best friend, who she loved. There was Koishi, the younger sister of her master, who she felt obligated to take care of. And of course, there was her job of transporting corpses, which she could do endlessly and without tiring. Those things more or less encompassed everything she cared about—Orin was a simple person.
So as she crawled out the emergency hatch located at the top of the ship her master had so recklessly buried into a sand dune, she couldn’t help but feel so hopelessly out of her depth. With a groan, she hoisted herself over the lip of the hatch before losing her balance and tumbling over.
As she tumbled downward, bumping her head against every little edge the ship had on her way down, the visor to her suit cracked and then shattered. But as she flopped down into the warm sand, her arms and legs spread in a state of absolute fatigue, she couldn’t really bring herself to care about the warning tones in her helmet—or the fact she was able to breathe the air here, in what used to be the void. Frankly, all she could think about was how much she wanted to go home.
“Orin! Are you okay?” A familiar voice called from somewhere outside her field of vision. It was followed by the hasty clattering of boots on metal as they no doubt clambered down the ship in a hurry.
All Orin could offer in response was a weak grunt and the extension of a thumbs up.
“Are… are you insane?” Another voice called soon after, all breathless and hoarse. It cracked with exertion, as if it had already been worn out by so much screaming. “Satori, what form of devil possessed you to do that? We could’ve all died!”
Satori, of course, didn’t respond. Not before she entered Orin’s field of view, her own helmet long since thrown away. Her face was etched with a rare look of concern, and she breathed a deep sigh of relief when she saw Orin manage a weak smile. Wordlessly, Satori jostled off the smashed helmet from Orin’s suit and brushed away any remaining debris… before pulling her into a tight embrace.
Orin, dazed and shocked from the crash, could manage little else than to rest her head upon her master’s shoulders as she was pulled in. But through whatever stores of energy she had left, she managed to raise her arms and wrap them around in loose reciprocation.
“I’m okay,” she whispered. “I’m okay.”
Satori pulled back from the hug, but stayed kneeling by Orin’s side. Cautiously, she looked to the horizon, as if she had caught a vanishing glimpse of something stalking them from behind the shifting sands. She extended an elbow for Orin to grab on to. “Let’s go. Can you stand?”
“I… I think so,” Orin mumbled, hooking one of her arms around Satori’s elbow and placing a hand on her shoulder for support. Her master lifted, and in response Orin tried her best to stumble onto her feet, with mixed results. As she straightened herself out with the help of Satori, she heard her bones shift and crackle in strange ways—followed by an absolute lightning strike of localized pain in the leg and the fuzzy static that came to replace it.
After a sharp intake of breath and a pained wince, Orin settled into a decidedly unconvincing posture—she plastered a smile on her face and shifted all of her weight onto the other leg in a poor imitation of nonchalance, but Satori’s face only got graver. It broke Orin’s heart. For a moment, Orin tried to separate herself from her master so she could stand on her own—but Satori only squeezed her in closer, as if she would’ve lost Orin the second she let go.
That didn’t surprise Orin much. She knew better than anyone that the events one year ago were still fresh in her master’s mind. Even now, it haunted her every action, and now the consequences were starting to catch up with everyone involved. But to Orin, that didn’t matter. It never did—not so long as Satori was her master, and Orin was her pet. Satori could march to the deepest pit of Hell, pick a fight with a God, oppose reality itself… and Orin would march along right beside her, no matter what.
Patchouli, on the other hand, did not share the same sentiment. She marched up to the two, at least temporarily uncaring of the fantastical environment they found themselves in, and went straight to airing out her grievances.
“Recklessly engaging with Toyohime like that, against all better logic… one day, and this day might very well come sooner than you think, your obsession with that cursed woman will hurt someone you care about,” Patchouli snapped. As she looked to Orin, whose body was riddled with evidence of blunt trauma, her expression softened. “... It already has.”
“As if we had any other choice. It was our best shot to kill her, once and for all,” Satori replied, stone-faced and cold. “... Besides, let Orin speak for herself. As if you know what she does and doesn’t wish for.”
“... Orin wasn’t the only person who got hurt. Or killed.”
“It just so happens that Eirin conveniently falls outside my definition of ‘people I care about.’ I fail to see the issue.” Satori snorted with disgust, as if offended by the mere implication. Orin wanted to speak up and cut between the fighting, but couldn’t find the strength to oppose her own master. “That aside, who says I was the one who got her killed? She got herself killed, following her own incomprehensible mess of half-baked ideas and strategies. What are you coming at me for?”
“How could you be so cold toward someone like her? Especially since we were all fighting out there together, as comrades? Have you no shame?”
“I’ve no love for her. Not after what she did to my sister.” Satori stared straight into Patchouli’s eyes. Sometimes her master was like this—staring straight ahead through a person, as if judging the content of their soul itself. Sometimes, this was literally the case, given that she made liberal use of her opened third eye. “We might be fighting beside each other, but we’re fighting for completely different things. Yukari, Eirin, Kaguya, even you and I—we’re all fighting for something different. Those are just the facts. Just as it was a fact that Koakuma had darkness in her heart. It’s that kind of fact.”
“How cynical. Aren’t we friends?”
Satori fixed Patchouli with a steady glare as she thought through her answer. Even with an open eye, Orin found her master’s thought process difficult to parse.
“... No. We aren’t,” Satori settled. “It’s not a secret—I’m fighting to get my sister back. I’m fighting to kill the person who turned her into a monster. I’m fighting to protect my family. You are doing none of those things—you’re fighting for a more abstract reason: protecting the world, or preventing human suffering, or whatever other justification you assign to your actions. It’s admirable, but recognize that It’s only by convenience that we’re here, helping each other out.”
“... Is that right?” Patchouli muttered under her breath. “Then if it came between Yukari, or Eirin, or me, or anyone else… and your family. Who would you choose?”
Silence.
“It’s best to be honest with ourselves. It saves us the heartache.”
“I see.”
In the silence that came after, the atmosphere seemed to become heavier. Orin spent each passing beat being suffocated by the pressure. Her eyes darted from Patchouli to her master, and then back again.
“Er…” Orin started. “Let’s ah… could we just figure out what we’re going to do next, maybe? Without fighting—that would be nice.”
“Good plan, Orin,” Satori said. Though strangely enough, she wouldn’t take her eyes off of Patchouli. “I’m not quite sure what we would do without you.”
Patchouli looked away. Orin couldn’t help but feel vaguely responsible—though the second the thought even popped into mind, Satori squeezed a little tighter, as if in reassurance.
“... There’s no use in arguing,” Patchouli said with a heavy sigh. “Or rather, it’s a subject for later, when we aren’t all in danger. For now, I agree—we should figure out our next steps.”
The guns had long since run quiet.
Those satellites—their powerful bodies forged by the greatest minds, cast in the strongest metals, and mounted with the fiercest weapons humanity could muster—how could they have possibly matched the horror of God’s wrath? They could never, and for their hubris, their bodies and their souls were scattered and broken as a million glittering lights upon the ocean.
Those were the kinds of things Kaguya Houraisan thought about as she sat beside a flickering fire, her only source of light deep in the darkness of a desert night, not a few meters from the turned and battered wreckage of the CNS Beyond the Sun. In the void, It was battered by unseen force, turned three times—and upon the fourth, struck down and consumed by the void, as was the divine will of God. To its crew, it might have seemed like nothing less than a castigation of divine nature—but Kaguya knew it was nothing more than the temper tantrum of a child. As infant children must necessarily cry, Koishi must necessarily kill—it was her unconscious will.
Woe upon humanity, as its greatest accomplishment was brought low and made worthless before a child. Her own child. What a dubious honor it was—being the mother of such a terrifying, omnipresent killer.
Kaguya was on the ship when it was attacked by Toyohime. She was there to see Eirin march on to meet her. And she was there to see her die. It didn’t bother Kaguya too much—after all, she had watched Eirin die countless times. She will likely watch her die countless more, before all is said and done. But it was there, seized by the temporary shock, that Kaguya lost consciousness. When she woke up, she was deep within the fresh wreckage of humanity’s greatest weapon—alone. On what happened to her crew, and why Kaguya was spared, she could only make guesses.
With no direction and no plan, Kaguya spent what felt like hours wandering the claustrophobic halls of that great metal cage of a ship. But she was alone. Alone in such a way that not even the impression of humanity remained. Even the spot where she saw three men become atomized by Toyohime’s attack, which had burnt dark impressions of their silhouettes into the steel, was mysteriously void of any sign they were killed at all. The damage remained, but the people were gone—erased from existence in a way only God could manage.
When she eventually emerged from the dark recesses of the ship into a darker night, with nothing but the stars above and the inexplicable ground below, she could do nothing but start a simple fire. The night was cold, and she had a feeling it would be long. Warmth would be needed.
This, alone and huddled by a dying fire, must have been the end. Kaguya shifted closer to the flame, and held her knees closer to her chest. She didn’t know what to do. When her own daughter had sought her out, she didn’t know what to say. All she could do was recognize—that in pursuit of an easy life, she had made things so much worse. She wondered if it was too late to make things right between herself and Koishi. If Kaguya had looked up to her daughter now, and said sorry, would she hear? Would she care?
She wasn’t sure. And she wasn’t sure if she wanted to find out.
As she stared at the stars above, Kaguya heard the shuffling of boots displacing the sand. The sounds came in an irregular, halting motion. When it came to a stop, Kaguya lowered her gaze to the figure who stood at the edge of her fire’s light.
A moon rabbit in a pilot suit, all ripped up, tattered, and blackened by combat. In the gaps of her suit, her skin had melted away from severe burns—and froze in place, creating large patches of gangrenous tissue that covered her body. As Kaguya’s eyes drifted downward, she noticed a patch of body that had a view to the other side. Somehow, by some miracle of medicine, the wound remained stable and closed.
Her face was concealed by her helmet, tinted and patterned by a spider web of cracks, but by the way she stood, so still and lopsided, Kaguya had the impression of an empty gaze just behind the facade.
The moon rabbit carried in her left hand a revolver, its chambers empty and on display as the mechanism that connected the grip to the top half of the hung loose. In her other hand, was an ax, splintered in half at the handle from excessive use and its blade caked in a thick layer of blood.
Without a word, the moon rabbit collapsed into a heap by the fire.
Kaguya rushed to the moon rabbit’s side and, upon removing her helmet, froze.
Atonement—she wondered if it was even possible.
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Interim Chapter 11

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2023.03.22 06:45 Meloxotic Confused about astrology and its accuracy

I am so confused because I can see why the Sun & Moon plays a part in making an effect for us but I don’t understand why faraway planets like Venus, Mars, Pluto or even asteroids like Chiron have an effect on us when they are not visibly seen on Earth and are far whereas the Sun & Moon are visible on Earth and are more likely to influence the living. Think about it rationally. But still there seems to be really spot on accuracy with things being predicted like the Pluto in Capricorn transit that caused the ‘08 financial crisis or whereas the 1980’s Pluto in Scorpio triggered the AIDs crisis. I also look at the transits and they don’t correlate with my life at all… neither the lunar returns or solar returns. I once tried getting a haircut on a waxing moon phase in cancer because it is known to be a favourable time but my haircut was bad. I feel like it all really depends on the individual and if they are willing to prepare for the transits.

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2023.03.22 06:43 OcheOgre Throwing straight (consistently). My journey and advice sought on alignment

I've been playing for awhile now and my throw has developed to where I have been able to hit (one) 11 darter in competition. However I think I have taken my throw as far as I can and I cannot improve my averages with it any further without modification.
What I recorded when I put in some solid practice for a competition was that although I could hit 60s, 100's, 140's and 180's I was more likely to hit 41/45, 81/85, or 121/125. I have always had a real problem with getting more than 12 darts consecutively in the 20 segment, even aiming for the fat section. I know its not easy, but it shouldn't be near impossible after a good warm up.
So here is what I think contributes to my lack of an ability to stay straight and what I have done about it...
Firstly I am left eye dominant and right handed. I changed my throw from front-on to side on when this was brought to my attention, and now I can put my dart on target in my set up. I always try to stand at the same point on the oche with my hip aligned to the centre of the bull. I believed by doing this I could bring my follow-through straight at the 20.
Which brings me to the greatest flaw with my throw I feel, the follow-through. I'm 6' 4", so have long levers. If I try and throw hard my darts hit high. It's not that I 'snatch' so much, but more that my arm isn't fully extended at the elbow. I have worked hard on making my throw mechanical and a lot of my practice is concentrated on grouping around targets, which I think I do reasonably successfully, so I feel that this slightly kinked arm finish is pretty consistent.
When I did an alignment drill I found on YouTube where you throw your first dart at the bull and close your eyes for the next two. I found I was about half way right to the treble with my blind throws. I tried re-aligning my back foot to compensate, but I'm already standing side on and twisting further whilst standing in the same position on the oche wasn't the solution, I felt.
I was using Rising Sun 3.0 21.5g darts, because my first ever set were Puma darts, scalloped like the Meryn Kings' bamboo style. I'm a back gripper and the back scallop took my thumb well, the front my index. But I got into smoothies because I like the release without an aggressive grip pattern. Going heavier meant my arm was even less at 180% at the finish of my follow-through. So I grabbed some 12g smooth Buntings I'd tried a long time ago for shits and giggles, stood further to the right of the oche to open up my chest and started hitting 20's much more consistently, including a 180 on my third throw.
I'm sitting here unable to throw now because the muscles on the inside of my elbow are bloody sore, but I thank you for reading my rant this far and was hoping for some insights into what is going on.

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2023.03.22 06:41 fatigued- slowly getting the help i need but a bit frustrated by the world/the pace of getting help

So i posted a while ago in desparate need of help, asking how to get a social worker because I cannot keep trying to do it all myself.

I ended up getting a disability peer counselor through Independent Living Resources which is an organization in the US with like 400 branches across the US. They have been tremendously helpful and i feel like i finally have hope again! Theyre helping me get state healthcare, food stamps, improving my living space, finding out how to get a wheelchair and ramp, hire a parttime caregiver, all sorts of stuff. They even came over and took out my trash.

That being said, I am still basically at home mostly in bed all day every day. My body is getting a lot weaker because i am not able to get up and do things or even spend much time sitting up. i took out the trash today and it was pretty hard. My legs are very weak--they were already weakened which is why I am in bed, I don't have a wheelchair yet, just crutches and a cane that only are enough on some days, but now my legs are weaker because I cant use them much so the muscle is fading.

I guess I'm just kind of frustrated because like, if the world operated in a world where everyone cared about each other and things were produced so that people could use them instead of so people can make money off of em and not everyone can access them, I would probably already have a ramp and a wheelchair by now, and maybe someone would have come help me set up my room so I can have proper seating so I don't have to always be lying down (i don't own a proper chair yet). Maybe there would be more community meal sharing and I could have access to nuritious cooked food even on tired days. I think part of my body declining so fast is because I am barely eating anything some days.

I'm not sure how this all will go, how long it will take to get everything I need. I want to get a chair and a wheelchair as soon as possible. And a parttime caregiver so I can access cooked food more easily.

I am just kind of sad watching how long this is taking and my body falling apart because it is taking so long. I am only 25. I have been declining for a few years, steeper decline began in 2021 due to covid infection adding on new issues, then another covid infection 2022, then even steeper decline that i dont remember why it started honestly but a few months ago onward has been much harder.

I know also I am incredibly incredibly lucky because a lot of people in my position would be homeless and then the process would be starting further back and harder and with more exhausting elements. However I wish the world was built for everyone so everyone could get a wheelchair as soon as they need it, and I wish people who loved to cook could take turns cooking for people in their neighborhoods so those of us who can't cook as easily can access good food.
I have a lot that I do for my community, helping others navigate new disability, connecting people to local resources, educating people on various ways to keep themselves safe, and listening to people when they need someone to talk to. But there arent enough people helping each other with material things like food and stuff. I have family support for some things and they might be able to help buy the wheelchair but I cant buy a wheelchair without figuring out a ramp.

Anyway that is my rant. I wish help was available sooner because I know the more my body declines the harder it will be for me to make progress in physical therapy and stuff. I don't think returning to how I was before covid worsened my existing disabilities is in the cards tbh but i would like to at least be able to do some things again. I was always very passionate about teaching children, I wish I could find a way to do that again.

Overall I think I'm pretty happy and happier than most people I know because overall I am very very lucky and I try to pay that back to the world where I can but I'm certainly also quite a bit sad about my body. I miss feeling strong, I was never very strong but I was stronger than I am now and working on getting stronger. I have my music and art though and I just hope this summer I will have an electric wheelchair I can use to get out in the sun 💖

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2023.03.22 06:35 Kellyandria Looking for Gamer Pals.

41 year old looking pc player looking for fellow older female gamer to play games with I am in a gaming discord but get overwhelmed with large groups so looking more for like one on one gaming partners. I am from cst but play mostly late evening and late at night so prefer more of a night owl gaming partner Even if we jsut hang out in voice and play solo games. Games I love are Survival , Horror , Shooters , Jackbox . I am interested in sun haven if i had someone to play it with I am looking to get back into another mmorpg but don't want to go back to wow or ff online I recently purchased elder scrolls online ( but terrible at them so if you are uber competitive I wouldn't be the gaming partner for you )
Games I am interested in
Elder Scrolls Online
Phasmophobia
Dbd
7days to die
Fornite
Jackbox
Sun Haven
( am willing to buy a game if it my style as well )

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2023.03.22 06:28 endomental What changed for you after 6 months?

We’ve officially made it 6 months of breastfeeding!
I’m curious to learn what (if anything) changed with your baby’s behavior with breastfeeding after they turned 6 months.
At the 3 month mark there was a dramatic change in my baby while breastfeeding; she was easily distracted, would only stay attached for a few seconds to minutes before unlatching, started pulling on her ears and rubbing her eyes (nope, wasn’t teething). There were days she only wanted a few oz of milk for the entire day (I’m talking 5-6oz/day) and next day would be so good at eating. Was generally just difficult to feed consistently. I’m not sure how long it was before she got better but she did.
At 6 months I’m starting to see some behavioral changes again and wondering if it’s normal and when to expect she will adjust again.
We’ve started introducing solids (purées for now) twice a day; morning and evening. Only a couple tablespoons worth. I feed her milk 20/30 minutes before but as of late she is not interested in eating much milk. It’s not isolated to the times she gets solids, it’s all day. She will latch for only a few seconds then unlatch and coo and act as if she’s full. She usually eats every two hours or so but yesterday went well past 3 hours and barely ate anything when I did feed her.
My supply has always been a challenge and extremely sensitive to any change in her eating habits, only in the direction of down though. I’ve been taking domperidone to help create a buffer so I don’t stress as much but as she’s not demanding the milk I’m not making more. My supply is starting to decrease and it’s only been a couple of days of this.
I’ve been back at work for a month (wfh) so I can’t do both nurse and pump and chose to nurse her because pumping out of necessity literally tanked my mental health.
Did you see a change with your baby? What was it and hire long did it last?

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2023.03.22 06:12 jthegamingpanda The Hair Care Conundrum

In the latest episode about leg washing, Matt and Stef ended uptalking about hair care, double shampooing and conditioners.
I just want to share my personal knowledge about hair care and allow you guys to let your hair go soft, and silky!
All sources will be linked at the end, numbered based on first appearance
First off, whats the use for conditioner?
According to Pantene's Australian Blog (1), it's used to lock in moisture by closing the outer layer of the hair, or cuticles, the shampoo opened up. Using conditioner will not only let your hair be soft, but it will help keep the moisture from drying out before the next shower.
Why should I use conditioner if I shower every day?
If you're active and move outside, the sun is going to make your hair abysmally dry and damaged.According to Science Direct (2), Ultra Violet rays from the sun can cause your hair to not only dry our VERY quickly, but can also damage your hair proteins which could cause it to easily thin more and more. Conditioner can rehydrate your cuticles and allow you to have a barrier against the sun and keep it from drying out even just for a few hours.
What if I don't go outside more than once or twice a week?
Depending on your life style, you probably don't NEED to shower every day. I don't leave the house often so I know from my personal experience bi-daily showers are fine and leave your hair well off. I still use conditioner to repair my hair from my shampoo and my tossing and turning in my bed.
Should I use one or two shampoos?
This depends on how frequently you shower. According to hair.com (3), the 2nd shampoo is mainly to get DEEP in there and make sure it's clean. If you do daily showers, the dirt and oil buildup isn't significant enough to NEED 2 shampoos, it's just a waste.
What kind of shampoo and conditioner should I use?
Depends on your hair. Long, thick hair usually needs stuff without sulfate, as that it strips more moisture out of your hair, which could cause more harm than good(4). My personal choice for my hair is Garnier Fructise as their curl line does work fairly well for my kind of hair.
Just like skin care, hair care isn't a one stop shop. Do research on what products you purchase, the ingredients, and what those do for your hair.
Small edit for a few personal tips I use for my hair: 1) If you have long hair, leave it damp after a shower and tie it in a bun for a few hours, itll keep moisture and have a very nice feel when it dries
2) Wear a hat anytime you go outside, It'll block UV rays from causing any damage
3) if you would like leave in conditioner is an option too, just in case you need something for your hair on an off day. I damp my hair and brush some in if I'm in a hurry and can't shower

Anyway, with your hair looking fly with these tips, just remember my friends its just a theory, A STYLE THEORY.
SOURCES

https://www.pantene.com.au/en-au/brandexperience/how-to-use-conditioner-for-hair

2)https://www.sciencedirect.com/science/article/abs/pii/S1011134404000375#:~:text=It%20is%20well%20known%20that,both%20hair%20proteins%20and%20melanins.
3)https://www.hair.com/double-shampooing.html#:~:text=If%20you%20want%20to%20remove,cleanse%20and%20nourish%20your%20strands.
4)https://www.medicalnewstoday.com/articles/327013#are-they-dangerous

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2023.03.22 06:03 PedroGGBM [Routine Help] Skincare Routine on Isotretinoin

Hey :D I hope y’all are having a nice day!
Context: I’ve been taking Isotretinoin (accutane) for around 4 months now for my scarring hormonal acne (naturally oily skin btw). I’ve been on 30 to 40mg dosage for ~3 months, and although I’ve been getting very dry skin on my hands and a couple short depressive episodes, it’s working quite well and nearly all my acne has cleared!
I used to have a routine consisting of AM and PM alike using La Roche Posay Effaclar Gel for cleansing, DUO+ for blemish treatment, and any moisturizer (DUO+ dries out my skin, so it wasn’t much of a moisturizer for me). This worked overall quite well, but I had trouble staying consistent with the routine.
Fast forward to now, I dropped everything when I started taking accutane, and now it’s taking a toll on my skin’s brightness and overall look (Isotretinoin, however, does not dry my facial skin out significantly). I want to start cleansing and moisturizing again.
Questions: my first question is, I’ve heard multiple people on accutane say DUO+ dries their skin out a lot. If I take it and I moisturize right after and it doesn’t take a toll, should I take it even if I get good results?
My second question is can I take a Hyaluronic Acid 2% serum for plumpness and countering dryness? I would take this AM and PM before my blemish treatment. Should I even take this if I start moisturizing with CeraVe Moisturizing Lotion (it already has Hyaluronic acid)?
And my third question is about SPF moisturizer products. Should I take CeraVe AM Facial Moisturizing SPF 50 (skin is very sensitive to sunlight, even more with accutane) and then the normal moisturizer at night? Or should I use the normal CeraVe moisturizing lotion both AM and PM and invest in a good aloe-based sunscreen like COSRX Aloe Soothing Sun Cream SPF 50 (y’all got any other good aloe-based recommendations)?
I’m trying hard to give my skin the attention it required years ago and more so now, and I don’t want to overdue it and saturate my skin with products. Any help is very much appreciated :)
Thank you!

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2023.03.22 05:42 misterfriend Lost Role Playing Game concept (Spoilers marked.)

Has anyone here proposed of or heard about a Lost role playing game (RPG), using a dice rolling system? Ahead of time, I apologize for the geekery. I'm just curious to know if this topic has ever been discussed before. There are aspects to the settings and characters that would make for a very functional RPG. It's common for TV shows to exploit this, because franchise rights translate well to game applications. This is just off the top of my head, but I've been also thinking about it for a while. Since there likely will never be any further franchise production, I think it would be interesting to continue the story with fans using new characters in new locations.
The settings are simple enough, because they possess characteristics of a traditional RPG. Items that serve as resources like food or materials for crafting, weapons and even puzzle pieces that could allow players to unlock mysteries elsewhere later. Characters would need to go to the Black Rock first in order to access the hatch, for example.
Characters have distinct traits as well, with various skill sets and other advantages/disadvantages based on their backgrounds that could make them more useful in some situations and vulnerable in others. The usual traits would exist (strength, intelligence, reflexes, agility, speed, endurance) along with a given set of hit points in each character based on their class.
Skills might include:
- leadership (Jack, John, Ben, Ana Lucia, etc.)
- medicine (Jack, Juliet)
- marksmanship (Sayid, Kate, Ana Lucia, etc.)
- hand-to-hand combat (Sayid, John, Jack, Kate, etc.)
- tracking (Kate, John, Sayid...)
- driving (Hurley, Kate, Ben)
- boating (Desmond, Michael, Sawyer, Jin)
- hunting/fishing/botany (Jin, John, Sun)
- maps revealed (Ben, Danielle, John)
- engineering (Michael, Daniel, Stuart)
- language (Sun, Juliet, Sayid...)
- lock picking (Kate, Sayid, Sawyer)
- con man (Sawyer, Ben, MiB, Kate)
I could think of a dozen more, but you get the idea.
These skill sets could be categorized into character classes, such as "survivor, man of science/faith, killer. One class that I invented was the lucky charm. Someone with no helpful skills but bring extreme luck to a scenario, like Charlie, Claire, Miles or Hurley. Rare enough individuals fit this type, and perhaps while they can't do much, they're given breaks that other characters wouldn't. Hapless would-be victims that stumble backwards into secrets. They also seem to stick together whenever possible, like Hobbits.
Supernatural or clairvoyance powers could also be granted to key players during a campaign by the GM (with or without their knowledge).
- marked as "candidate" (Jack, et al.)
- telepathy (Walt)
- longevity (Albert)
- access to relics (Ben, Richard, Dogen)
- access to Dharma (Ben, Juliet, Sawyer, Others, etc.)
- ability to see ghosts (Hurley)
- ability to sense a corpse's final thoughts (Miles)
- impervious to electromagnetism (Desmond)
All characters should have backstories that come with drawbacks as well. Criminal or life-threatening situations, careefamily issues, or even health problems that can't be resolved.
Dice rolling would involve D10s and D20s.
So what do any of you think about this idea? Is this something you would like to try someday? Is this something someone has already tried? I'd like some feedback on this.

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2023.03.22 05:33 averageMtF WARNING: DO NOT FIGHT HUSH WITH CHOCOLATE MILK

I just spent 10 minutes mashing absurdly hard to quick fire with chocolate milk but ended up doing almost no damage in the last few phases because it's near impossible to effectively get rid of the flies even with 13 damage as t. Isaac. Lesson learned I guess

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2023.03.22 05:32 RobotsBanging Nude Week on the Oil Rig - WIP

Ezra arrived at the oil rig early in the morning, after a long and arduous journey that left her feeling exhausted. The helicopter ride was bumpy, and she struggled to keep her breakfast down as they flew over the vast expanse of ocean. But despite her queasy stomach, Ezra couldn't help but feel a sense of awe at the sight below her. The crystal-clear waters were so blue that they seemed almost unreal, while small islands dotted the horizon like emerald jewels.
As she stepped off the helicopter onto the deck of the offshore rig, Ezra was immediately struck by the deafening noise. The sound of machinery whirring and clanging filled her ears, making it hard to hear anything else. But even though it was loud, there was something comforting about it - like a steady heartbeat that kept everything running smoothly.
The workers who greeted her were all men, their faces weathered by years of exposure to wind and sun. They wore hard hats and reflective vests that made them stand out against the dull grey metal of the rig. Despite their gruff appearances, they welcomed Ezra with open arms and showed her around like an old friend.
Fred, in particular, stood out to Ezra. He had a thick beard that covered most of his face and eyes that twinkled mischievously behind his safety goggles. He spoke in a deep voice that rumbled like thunder whenever he laughed or joked around with his colleagues.
Throughout the day, Ezra worked alongside Fred as he taught her how to operate machinery and carry out routine maintenance checks. She struggled at first with some of the heavy equipment - wrenches and hammers that felt awkward in her hands - but soon got into a rhythm as Fred patiently showed her what to do.
The smells on the rig were intense too - a heady mix of salty sea air mingled with diesel fumes from the generators that powered everything on board. There was also a faint tang of oil in the air - not overpowering but enough to make Ezra feel like she was part of something important.
During lunch break in the dining hall, Ezra sat down at one of the long tables with Fred and several other workers from different departments. The room was plain but functional - stainless steel benches lined up against white walls with fluorescent lights overhead casting an artificial glow over everything.
Despite being surrounded by strangers who worked in such different roles from hers, Ezra felt comfortable here. The workers chatted amicably about their work experiences between bites of their meals while occasionally ribbing each other for fun.
Jake caught everyone's attention when he told an outrageous story about getting lost on another rig where he used to work before joining this current one. His laughter rang across the room causing other diners' heads to turn towards him while Mike listened quietly but amusedly from across their table.
As the day wore on, Ezra felt more and more at home on the rig. She had always been a hard worker, and the physical labour of her job gave her a sense of satisfaction that was hard to describe. There was something about being part of a team that worked together to keep everything running smoothly that made her feel alive.
But towards the end of the day, things took an unexpected turn. As she was packing up her tools, one of her coworkers - a man named Dave - approached her with a sly grin on his face.
"Hey Ezra," he said, "you excited for Nude Week next week?"
Ezra felt her heart drop into her stomach as she realized what he was talking about. Nude Week was a tradition on some offshore rigs where workers would shed their clothes for an entire week while they worked as a way of bonding and having fun.
She had heard about it before but hadn't given it much thought - after all, it wasn't common. But now she felt like she had been blindsided by this question from Dave.
"I...uh...I don't know," she stammered, feeling suddenly self-conscious.
Dave just chuckled and slapped her on the back. "Don't worry about it too much," he said. "It's just a bit of fun. But I gotta warn you - we get pretty wild during Nude Week."
Ezra tried to laugh along with him but couldn't shake off the uneasy feeling in her gut. She didn't want to seem prudish or uptight, but the idea of being naked around these men made her nervous. Her boyfriend Tom was the jealous type and they've always been exclusive with each other, she wondered what he would think if he heard about her working around a bunch of fit young nude men, possibly even being nude herself.
She tried to put the idea out of her head, it was something she could worry about next week.
As she made her way back to her cabin, Ezra couldn't help but feel grateful for the experience of working on an oil rig. It was hard work, no doubt about it - physically demanding and mentally exhausting. But there was something exhilarating about being part of such a vital industry - one that kept economies running and people's lives moving forward.
She knew that there would be many more challenges ahead of her in the days and weeks to come - long hours, rough seas, and tough conditions. But with support from people like Fred, Jake, Mike, and even Hank, she felt confident that she could handle anything that came her way.
And as she settled into bed that night with the sound of machinery humming around her like a lullaby, Ezra felt at peace knowing that she was doing something meaningful with her life - something that mattered not just to herself but also to countless others who depended on the oil industry for their livelihoods.
Despite the grueling schedule, she found herself enjoying her time here more and more. The other workers had become like family to her - a close-knit community of people who relied on each other for support in this harsh environment.
Ezra had even struck up an unlikely friendship with Hank, one of the older workers on board. He was rough around the edges but had a heart of gold underneath it all. They would often sit together during breaks sharing stories about their lives back home or making jokes at each other's expense.
But as Nude Week drew closer, Ezra began to feel anxious once again. It wasn't just about being naked in front of these men - it was also about what might happen afterward- whether she could resist temptation no matter how strong that desire inside became?
She tried not to think too much about it as she went through her daily tasks but couldn't help feeling nervous every time someone mentioned Nude Week within proximity.
The morning of Nude Week had arrived, and Ezra felt like she was walking to her doom. The mere thought of being naked in front of her male colleagues made her feel queasy. She tried to psych herself up by telling herself that it was just a bit of fun, but it didn't help much.
The morning of Nude Week had arrived, and Ezra felt like she was walking to her doom. The mere thought of being naked in front of her male colleagues made her feel queasy. She tried to psych herself up by telling herself that it was just a bit of fun, but it didn't help much.
As she stepped out onto the deck, Ezra found that most of the other workers were already nude, milling around and chatting as if this were perfectly normal. Some of them were even carrying out their work duties while completely naked.
Ezra tried to avoid looking at anyone for too long, but it was difficult. Everywhere she turned there seemed to be another naked man - some old and wrinkled, others young and toned.
She could feel eyes on her immediately as she walked around the rig. Some men looked away quickly when they saw her coming, while others stared openly at her body in a way that made her feel uncomfortable and exposed.
Despite trying not to stare too long at any one man's body, Ezra couldn't help but notice every contour of muscle rippling beneath tanned skin or every vein that ran down an erect penis standing proud between muscular thighs.
The sight of so many naked bodies all around her had awakened something deep inside her- something primal and raw- a hunger for sexual indulgence unlike anything she had ever felt before.
Every time Ezra caught sight of a man's bare chest or butt or genitals, she felt an intense surge of desire wash over her. And as the day wore on, these feelings only grew stronger until they became nearly unbearable.
It wasn't just physical either - there was something about being surrounded by so many naked men that made Ezra feel wild with lust. She found herself flirting shamelessly with some of the guys who showed interest in talking to her - batting her eyelashes and swaying her hips suggestively as she talked about work-related topics.
But despite all this sexual tension building up inside her, Ezra knew that she couldn't act on it openly. She was here to do a job after all - one that required focus and concentration if she wanted to make sure everyone came home safe at night.
During breaks from work activities though things got even more heated because now some men were starting to make crude remarks which only added fuel to the fire within making things worse than before!
And then there was Fin...
He looked like he belonged back in high school rather than working on an oil rig among experienced veterans twice his age but he had caught Ezra's eye early on during Nude Week because every time he thought nobody was looking he'd steal glances at her body too quickly followed by averting his eyes trying not get caught staring directly at anything inappropriate which made him seem even more adorable somehow!
They started working together later in the afternoon when they both got assigned to the same task. Fin seemed nervous at first, fidgeting with his tools and avoiding eye contact as they worked side by side.
It wasn't long though before Ezra noticed how fit he looked underneath all that grease - tight muscles bulging against taught skin with every move he made- especially when he bent down over equipment exposing his lower backside for all the world (and Ezras' hungry gaze) to see! Her own nipples hardened as arousal coursed through every fiber of her being making it hard to focus solely on their task ahead while being surrounded by such temptation!
Her gaze drifted lower until she noticed his ballsack hanging low between his legs- round and full like ripe fruit waiting for someone's eager mouth or hand...or both! It took everything within Ezra not to pounce onto him right then and there, to wrap her hands around that tantalizing sac and massage it until he was moaning her name.
But Ezra knew better than to act impulsively. She was still in a committed relationship with her boyfriend back in Idaho, after all. She couldn't let herself get carried away by these wild desires, no matter how much she craved the touch of another man's body against hers.
Still, the temptation was too much for her to resist. As they worked side-by-side, Ezra found herself getting bolder and more daring with every passing moment. She pretended to drop something near him and reached down between his legs from behind to grab it and brushed her hand against his ballsack as she did so.
"Oh! Sorry!" She said giggling.
Fin looked startled but didn't seem to mind her touch. In fact, Ezra could see his penis twitch in response growing more prominent with each passing moment.
She bit her lip and felt a flush spread over every inch of exposed skin as she realized how much he was enjoying this illicit contact between them. She wanted nothing more than to reach out and grab hold of those tender orbs- squeezing gently until they spilled over into ecstasy.
"D-Don't worry about it" he said.
But their brief contact seems to have stuck with him, several minutes later while she was replacing a fuse in a blasting cabinet she looked down and saw Fin laying on a creeper seat with his head and shoulders under the machinery and his bottom half sticking out laying upright on the floor below her.
Even several minutes after their brief touch his penis was hard and erect as if in anticipation of her welcoming hole. Ezra's own arousal surged to even greater heights as she realized what he wanted from her.
As she worked on the machine above him, she stretched out her leg just enough that it brushed against Fin's inner thigh. He gasped slightly at the contact, but didn't move away.
Ezra took that as a sign of encouragement and looked around too see if any other coworkers could see them.
Luckily, everyone else was busy with their own tasks and there were no prying eyes around to catch them in the act. Emboldened by this newfound sense of secrecy, Ezra quietly closed the fuse-box and stepped over Fin with one leg. She slowly squatted down with her legs apart, positioning herself over Fin's hard cock. She give one more quick glance around to be sure nobody was watching and then lowered herself slowly and quietly onto Fin's throbbing erection.
Fin gasped with shock, which made Dave look up from his desk in their direction. Ezra looked back like a deer caught in the headlights. Dave was on the other side of the room and could see her squatting down in front of the machine, but couldn't see Fin underneath her so he returned to his schematics.
Ezra was still frozen with fear of being caught, but she felt Fins hands grasp her waist and lift her up until only the tip of his penis remained inside. Then he pulled her back down with a soft grunt.
Ezra let out a sigh of relief as she felt Fin's hard length slide deeper inside her, filling her with an intense pleasure that left her gasping for breath. They moved together slowly and quietly, their bodies rocking in perfect rhythm as they tried to keep their activities hidden from the other workers.
Dave glanced in her direction again but this time she didn't stop moving.
She continued to bounce up and down on Fin's hard cock, feeling the pleasure build within her with each thrust. She was so close to the edge of release that all she could think about was how good it would feel when she finally let herself go.
And then suddenly, they heard footsteps approaching from behind them. Panic set in as Ezra realized that someone had caught them in the act.
But it wasn't a coworker come to catch them red-handed- it was just Fred who had finished his work under the machine and decided to check on their progress.
"Hey guys," he said, poking his head into view. "Everything alright?"
Ezra froze mid-thrust for what seemed like an eternity, but then she stood up quickly, pulling herself off of Fin's cock with an audible 'pop' and leaving a ring of wetness around him. Her face flushed with embarrassment and arousal.
"Uh...yeah," she said, trying to sound casual. "Just fixing this machine."
Fred raised an eyebrow and then asked: "Fin in here?"
Ezra nodded, feeling relieved that they weren't caught in the act. "He's under the machine," she said.
Fred narrowed his eyes at her: "Okay... just make sure you clean up when you finish."
Ezra couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement at Fred's words. She knew that he was winking at her, letting her know that he was aware of what she and Fin had been up to.
Despite the embarrassment she felt earlier, Ezra realized that part of her wanted to be caught - wanted someone else to know about the illicit encounter between them. It made it all the more exciting and dangerous somehow.
As Fred walked away with a knowing smirk on his face, Ezra turned back to Fin who was still lying on his creeper seat looking dazed from their intense experience moments ago.
"Is everything okay?" she asked him softly.
Fin nodded silently, his eyes glazed over with pleasure as if unable to speak or move after such an intimate moment "Yeah..." he said breathlessly."That was... amazing."
Ezra grinned widely in response feeling grateful for this unexpected connection they've shared today. Despite how risky it had been both physically (they could have been seen by anyone) and emotionally (both were already in committed relationships), there was something inexplicable pulling them together- something primal and fierce like fire raging within each other's bodies demanding release until satisfied completely!
And even though Nude Week would end soon enough leaving nothing more than just memories behind; yet those memories will last forever etched into their minds reminding each other of this incredible day years down the line when they think back upon life changing events- maybe someday they'll even meet again!

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2023.03.22 05:30 coffeeshotsqueen I spent 60 hours sewing a quilt for someone who doesn’t want to receive my gift.

I’m a seamstress and last year I made myself a quilt out of old jeans that I kept throughout my childhood with a goal one day to make a quilt out of them. One of my closest friends told me that they loved the quilt and wish they had one. Next week is my friend’s birthday, and for the last month I spent over 60 hours sewing them a denim quilt with jeans leftover from my project and jeans that I thrifted. I hand sewed a sun on it using fabric that my grandma gave me before she passed away. This was a semi expensive and time consuming project.
My friend and I had plans to camp to celebrate his birthday, but bad weather cancelled the plans. He didn’t want to celebrate anymore, even though neither of us have plans anymore on the days we scheduled to camp. We got into a disagreement about it, as he says he’d rather spend those days now getting schoolwork done (we’re both part time college students who both work over 30 hours a week). I really wanted to spend that time together still and do something fun or even just watch movies using the blanket I made. He didn’t want to. I didn’t tell him what I made him, but I tried to explain that I made him something really special for his birthday, and I wanted to at least give it to him today.
He didn’t want it today. He doesn’t want it this week. He seemed overwhelmed by the disagreement, but it made me very sad. I know we’ll be okay, we very very rarely fight. I just spent so much time and energy on this project it made me really sad that he didn’t want it for now. I was really excited to give it to him and for him to use it while we camped.
He’s one of the very few people in my life who truly appreciates my handmade gifts. So I the rejection hurts, and I’ve been really sad that I can’t share this with him for now.
I don’t like venting to my friends about my other friends, it feels really immature. I guess I semi know why this whole situation hurts my feelings so much, but I don’t know why the feelings are so exaggerated and strong towards this.

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2023.03.22 05:29 ZackGolden18 Peace And Safety: Flash Fiction Mystery

The news was out, and everyone gathered their forces to ask why, when, and who did it. Terror struck five Jewish teens on a night of vacant freedom. It was a force that everyone expected, a source that still came suddenly though. However, when articles and headlines showed up on many people's pages, it was clear then. Everyone suspected some form of sudden violence to occur on Saturday night, but as news passed on, the sheer horror was slowly coming within one of the students at the university, and no one knew who. All they knew is that many of them didn’t have anything important to say about it when many people posted about it on their accounts; not to make people aware of the matter but instead to be relieved that they were not violent as people who cause harm. Thus, as Nick made his way back to his dorm, holding his new parking permit in a yellow envelope, he remembered his friend Josh was back at this time. He took time to finish his homework at the library and when he was done thinking about it he was well pleased to enter his dorm room.
I opened the yellow envelope on my desk. My friend, Josh, was sitting on his bed reading off the messages that he’s been getting since this morning; his new friends have made him comfortable to stay in the dorm for today since they were speaking about the gathering last night. Of course, I was curious to see what they were planning since Josh and his friends don’t feel like going.
“What time do you plan to go to the gathering?”, Josh asks. His white skin, and blonde hair, match the glowing tangerine of this rising evening. And around 8, I plan to be at a little party happening down in the thick suburbs.
“I'm not sure”, I say, but cautiously ask, “Why? Do you need to be somewhere?”. Before Josh can answer I quickly say, “Because I could walk, it's no problem”. Josh then says strictly, “No way, I'm just making sure you get there in time”.
I glance at Josh and chuckle, “To be frank, I'm a little nervous to meet these guys”, I say.
“The guys will like you once you meet them, I promise”, Josh says.
I glanced around for a pen to mark my new parking permit that was in the envelope for this semester. “alright then”, I say and add, “You don’t think they’ll notice my nervousness?”.
“I'm sure they will like you. Trust me, I was feeling hesitant when I first joined but I got along before I knew them”.
I look back at my desk and start checking off the boxes on my permit. Feeling the thin sharpness of the paper grace against my fingertip, seeing it under my lamp.
“You just seem worried”, I say gently.
Josh looks at his phone when another message comes in. He reads it fast before saying, “It’s what happened to those boys that worries me”.
“The Jews?”, I say hesitantly.
“Yeah, It's just a bit unnerving right now. Like this is something I'm supposed to be feeling”, Josh says quietly, then adds, “I'm just worried we might end up exactly like them”.
“We're not Jews though”, I say.
“I know, but do you think they care?”, Josh says deeply.
“Sometimes”, he begins, “I get dreams where I'm them after hearing about it on my phone. And I can feel the bullet, or knife go in me, and I wake up sweating”.
Josh sits up a bit, reaching for his charger, and continues, “I get the feeling that one day we’ll be like them. In the nightmare, I was them: the same body, same teeth, same hair, and same fear of sensing danger breathing nearby in some dark street. All the students didn’t look when the darkness around me struck like a knife. Like a bullet breaking through my skull.
Dead, alone, and slowly dying in the dark streets without having no one take a peek at how much pain I was in. And I do wonder when that will be, if not now”.
I look out the window, seeing the sun go down over the horizon, and say without looking at Josh, “Sometimes that’s what dreams do. You probably have been reading too many articles about it”.
Josh then stands over his bed now and grabs his keys when he checks the time on his phone. As I add, “Have you?”.
Josh ignores my question and starts putting on his shoes.
“It's close to eight. We should get over before the police block up the roads in that area”.
“Sure thing”, I say, then check off my parking permit and leave it in my drawer until I return. Thus, I grab my sweatshirt, turn off the lights, and make sure to double-lock the dorm.
We walked out into the hall and I wondered if I should make anything on the stove since I haven’t used it when I moved in, and I highly doubt Josh knows how to cook.
By the time we made it to our truck, hesitantly glazing around the dark bounds of the light posts, surrounded by houses, and parks, we got in hearing the relief in our voices. He starts the truck and softly makes our way out of the dense parking lot towards the main street, seeing students walking back to their dorms as well. Some smiling, and some expressing no expression at all.
“Should we take a different path?”, he asks.
I look down the street and say softly, “If you want to”.
Josh looks at his watch. “Let's go right, I don’t feel comfortable going down that path where those boys were murdered”.
“Why not”, I ask.
Josh leans over to turn on the radio, but sums the volume to five, and says, “Sometimes it gives me the willies. But tonight is the only night, at least”.
While driving mid-way downtown, I get an odd thought and ask Josh, “Do you think they’re good people?”.
“Why do you say that?”, Josh asks.
I glance at a few other boys laughing on the sidewalk and see a baby boy being carried by their father in the corner of a store.
“I don’t know. Do you think evil will be gone one day? Like murdering someone will be a helpful thing rather than a deceiving one”, I say.
Josh takes a left turn and slows down to another stop light. “I don’t know. Maybe one day there will be peace. Maybe one day, we will all live good lives without evils coming in to hurt us”. Josh then pulls up to the house I'm going into. Seeing all kinds of boys and girls going in and out. Josh then says before I get out, “That's why we need more people like you. People who know the true enemy and not fantasy worlds like those other students”.
I giggle and hop out, and before I can even step on the porch, Josh says goodnight and leaves down the road. I march up to the front door, nodding my head to people walking out, and knock stubbornly on the door.
I enter the living room, everyone says good evening in their black bulletproof vests. “Hello, good evening”, I say.
I smile and feel the house fill with excitement, and in the first few minutes, I text Josh 'I'm safe, you have nothing to worry about’.
Josh then texts back saying, ‘I told you these guys are great. You're finally with your people.
By then, a man on the stairs raises a neo-nazi flag and we all gleefully cheer for his prideless, as the night then continues. I then put on my cap with my red symbol on top, and quickly say, “Good job, it's a good thing we got those boys. Soon we will have peace”, and the men cheer with their cups.
And before the clock strikes nine, I say in my head, over and over, ‘Peace’.
Then think, ‘Soon we’ll have peace’.
Smiling and giggling, I say again, ‘peace’. Then think, ‘Soon we’ll have peace and safety’. I raised my right hand, and when I felt everyone's pride, I was well pleased.

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2023.03.22 05:21 tienganh_langmaster BÀI TẬP CÂU ĐIỀU KIỆN LOẠI 1, 2, 3, HỖN HỢP, ĐẢO NGỮ (CÓ ĐÁP ÁN)

Trong các bài trước Langmaster đã giới thiệu tới các bạn phần kiến thức cơ bản nhất về bộ câu điều kiện trong tiếng Anh. Ngày hôm nay chúng ta sẽ cùng luyện tập chuyên sâu với các bài tập câu điều kiện nhé.

1. Bài tập câu điều kiện loại 0 (Conditionals type 0)

Khái niệm, công thức và cách dùng câu điều kiện loại 0

Trước khi vào phần bài tập, nhắc nhớ 1 chút về khái niệm nhé! Câu điều kiện loại 0 giúp bạn giải thích một sự thật hiển nhiên (quy luật thời tiết, vũ trụ, chân lý,...) hoặc các sự kiện mang tính khoa học hoặc thói quen chắc chắn xảy ra khi điều kiện thiết yếu xảy ra trước đó.
Cấu trúc câu điều kiện loại 0:
If + S + V, S + V
= S + V + If + S + V
Ví dụ câu điều kiện loại 0:

If you melt an ice cube, it becomes water. (Nếu bạn làm tan chảy 1 cục đá, nó sẽ trở thành nước.)
If the sun doesn’t shine, animals, plants and even humans die. (Nếu Mặt trời không còn chiếu sáng nữa, động vật, cây cối và cả con người sẽ chết.)

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Bài tập: Hoàn thành câu với động từ cho trước, sử dụng câu điều kiện loại 0

If someone (ask) _______, tell them that Andy (not/be) _______ here.
Lots of people (come) ____ if Chalice (throw) ____ a party.
The river (freeze) _______ if the temperature (be) ______ below zero.
If I ______ (feel) hard to stay awake, I _____ (drink) coffee before working.
If there (be) _______ no sunlight, humans and other animals (not, exist) _________.
Hoang Anh (buy) ______ expensive clothes if she (go) _______ shopping alone.
Dave (be) ________ allergic if he (eat) ________ peanut.
Marko (pass) ________ his exams if he (study) ________ hard enough.
My boss (cycle) ________ to work if the weather (be) ______ nice.
If you (not/eat)______ for more than 10 hours, you (be)_____ hungry.

Đáp án

asks/is not
come/throws
freezes/is
feel/drink
is/don't exist
buys/goes
is/eats
passes/studies
cycles/is
don't eat/are

Xem thêm bài viết về câu điều kiện:
=> CÂU ĐIỀU KIỆN LOẠI 0: ĐỊNH NGHĨA, CẤU TRÚC, CÁCH DÙNG VÀ BÀI TẬP
=> NẮM BẮT NGAY CÂU ĐIỀU KIỆN HỖN HỢP: NGỮ PHÁP VÀ BÀI TẬP

2. Bài tập về câu điều kiện loại 1 (Conditionals type 1)

Khái niệm, công thức và cách dùng câu điều kiện loại 1

Câu điều kiện loại 1 được dùng khi sự việc, diễn biến được nhắc đến trong câu của bạn có khả năng xảy ra tại hiện tại hoặc trong tương lai.
Cấu trúc câu điều kiện loại 1:
If + S + V(s/es), S + will + V
Ví dụ câu điều kiện loại 1:

If you cook dinner, I will wash the dishes. (Nếu bạn nấu cơm tối thì tôi sẽ rửa bát.)
If Andy likes you, I’m sure he will ask you out. (Nếu Andy thích bạn thì tôi chắc chắn anh ấy sẽ rủ bạn đi chơi.)

Bài tập 1: Hoàn thành câu với động từ cho trước, sử dụng câu điều kiện loại 1

If Ha _______ (earn) a lot of money, she _______ (travel) to New York.
If my friends _______ (come) here, we _______ (be) very happy.
If they _______ (travel) to London, we _______ (visit) Big Ben clock tower.
If you _______ (wear) sandals on the mountains, you _______ (trip) on the rocks.
If Ian _______ (study), he _______ (pass) the exams.
If you _______ (go) to the club, you _______ (listen) to loud music.
If the sun _______ (shine), we _______ (walk) in the park.
If Ryan _______ (forget) his homeworks, teacher _______ (give) him bad marks.
If the baby _______ (have) a temperature, the parent should _______ (take) them to the doctor.
If you _______ (wait) a minute, I _______ (call) my sisters.

Bài tập 2: Viết câu sử dụng câu điều kiện loại 1

If/I/go/out/tonight/I/go/night club.
If/you/get/back/late/Marko/be/angry.
If/we/not/see/them/tomorrow/we/see/them/next/Friday.
If/Harpecome/I/be/surprised.
If/we/wait/here/we/be/late/sure.
If/we/go/on/vacation/this/summewe/go/Sweden.
If/weathenot/improve/we/not/have/rowing session.
If/I/not/go/get/rest/early/I/be/tired/tomorrow.
If/we/eat/all/this/chicken/we/feel/uncomfortable.
I/come/earlieif/you/want.

Đáp án

Bài tập 1

earns/will travel
come/will be
travel/will visit
weawill trip
studies/will pass
go/will listen
shines/will walk
forgets/will give
has/take
wait/will call

Bài tập 2.

If I go out tonight, I will go to the nightclub.
If you get back late, Marko will be angry.
If we don't see them tomorrow, we will see them next Friday.
If Harper comes I will be surprised.
If we wait here, we will be late for sure.
If we go on a vacation this summer, we will go to Sweden.
If the weather doesn't improve, we will not have a rowing session.
If I don't go get some rest early, I will be tired tomorrow.
If we eat all this chicken, we will feel uncomfortable.
I will come earlier If you want.

Xem thêm bài viết về câu điều kiện:
=> ĐẢO NGỮ CÂU ĐIỀU KIỆN: ĐỊNH NGHĨA, CÔNG THỨC, CÁCH DÙNG, BÀI TẬP
=> CÂU ĐIỀU KIỆN LOẠI 3: ĐỊNH NGHĨA, CẤU TRÚC, CÁCH DÙNG VÀ BÀI TẬP

3. Bài tập câu điều kiện loại 2 (Conditionals type 2)

Khái niệm, công thức và cách dùng câu điều kiện loại 2

Câu điều kiện loại 2 được dùng khi sự việc, diễn biến được nhắc đến trong câu của bạn không hề có khả năng xảy ra ở thời điểm hiện tại.
Cấu trúc câu điều kiện loại 2:
If + S + V(ed), S + would + V
Ví dụ câu điều kiện loại 2:

If I had his numbers, I would call him now. (Nếu tôi có số điện thoại của anh ấy thì tôi đã gọi cho anh ấy rồi.)
If today were April Fool’s day, we would tell lies. (Nếu hôm nay mà là ngày Cá tháng Tư thì chúng tôi đã nói dối nhau rồi.)

Bài tập 1: Hoàn thành câu với động từ cho trước, sử dụng câu điều kiện loại 2

If Cliver ______ (find) money, he ______ (not/keep) it.
If you ______ (not/wear) jacket in the mountains, it ______ (be) very cold during the night.
If Tuan ______ (know) Ha phone number, he ______ (give) it to Frank.
If the kids ______ (not/visit) this museum, they ______ (not/write) a good report.
If it ______ (not/be) so late, we ______ (play) another round.
If Jefrey ______ (not/like) Jessica, he ______ (not/buy) her so many presents.
If I ______ (be) you, I ______ (not/go) to Evan's party.
Even if you ______ (drop) this bottle, it ______ (not/break).
If Linh ______ (not/bully) her classmates, she ______ (have) more friends.
If the students ______ (not/print) the document, I ______ (not/accept) it.

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Bài tập 2: Bài tập viết lại câu điều kiện loại 2

My boss doesn’t let me have some days off, I still have to work.
I’m not going to buy an iPhone 14 because it’s too expensive.
The weather is getting colder, I can’t get up in time.
They don’t tell their mother the truth because she will be sad.
I don’t know his address so I can’t send him the wedding invitation.
I can’t go to the movies tonight because I have deadlines to meet.
Mark is ill, he can’t go skiing with Steve.

Đáp án

Bài tập 1.

found/ would not keep
didn't weawould be
knew/would give
didn't visit/couldn't write
weren't be/would play
didn't like/wouldn't buy
were/wouldn't go
dropped/wouldn't break
didn't bully/would have
didn't print/wouldn't accept

Bài tập 2.

If my boss let me have some days off, I wouldn't have to work.
If the iPhone 14 weren't too expensive, I would buy it.
If the weather weren't getting colder, I could get up in time.
If I knew his address, I could send him the wedding invitation.
If I didn't have deadlines to meet, I would/could go to the movies tonight.
If they told their mother the truth, she would be sad.
If Mark weren't ill, he could go skiing with Steve

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=> CHỈ 10 PHÚT NẮM VỮNG CẤU TRÚC CÂU ĐIỀU KIỆN LOẠI 2 VÀ BIẾN THỂ
=> CẤU TRÚC CÂU ĐIỀU KIỆN LOẠI 1, 2, CÁCH DÙNG VÀ VÍ DỤ CỤ THỂ NHẤT

4. Bài tập câu điều kiện loại 3 (Conditionals type 3)

Khái niệm, công thức và cách dùng câu điều kiện loại 3

Câu điều kiện loại 3 được dùng khi sự việc, diễn biến được nhắc đến trong câu của bạn không hề có khả năng xảy ra ở thời điểm quá khứ.
Cấu trúc câu điều kiện loại 3:
If + S + had P2, S + would + have + P2
Ví dụ câu điều kiện loại 3:

If I had had the chance, I would have quit this job (Nếu tôi có cơ hội thì tôi đã nghỉ việc rồi.)
If Andy had known about the story, he would have told us. (Nếu Andy mà biết chuyện thì anh ấy đã kể cho chúng tôi nghe rồi.)

Bài tập 1: Hoàn thành câu với động từ cho trước, sử dụng câu điều kiện loại 3

Pepper (send) _______ Happy her wedding invitation if she (have) _______ his address.
If I (know) _______ my boss was in the hospital, I (visit) _______ him.
Sarah (not/run) _______ out suddenly if her mother (not/scold) ______ her.
If Jack (not/break) _______ the vase, he (take) _______ it to the kitchen.
If it (not/stop) _______ raining, the kids (play) _______ inside.
We (swim) _______ in the lake if there (not/be) _______ so many people there.
My brother (go) _______ the gym yesterday if he (not/be) _______ so exhausted.
If I (see) _______ you in the mall yesterday, I (go) _______ with you.
If Duy (not/use) ________ the phone, he (not/hit) _______ the door.
If Sandy (take) _______ the bus, she (not/arrive) _______ at the event on time.

ĐĂNG KÝ NGAY:

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Bài tập 2: Bài tập trắc nghiệm câu điều kiện - Chọn đáp án đúng để hoàn thành câu

1. If the lady _________ the boy, he _________ into the car.
A. wouldn’t see/had jumped B. didn’t see/would jump
C. hadn’t seen/would have jumped D. didn’t see/jumped
2. If we ________ not had instructions we ________ got lost .
A. have/get B. had/get
C. had/would have got D. would had/got
3. If you _________ the dog he _________ you.
A. don’t teased/didn’t bark B. had not teased/wouldn’t have barked
C. tease/doesn’t barked D. hadn’t teased/hadn’t barked
4. If you ________ had a daughter, _______ called her Amy?
A. have/call B. had/would you have
C. would have/would you D. had/would you
5. I _________ really happy If my mother _________ beefsteak.
A. would be/had made B. am/made
C. was/makes D. had been/would have made
6. You ________ the film if you ________ it.
A. like/watch B. would you have/had
C. liked/would watch D. would have like/had watch
7. If we _________ in Florida we _________ to the beach .
A. were/would go B. were/went
C. be/could have gone D. had been/would have gone
8. If I ________ English I _________ to London.
A. had known/could have gone B. had knew/went
C. knew/would go D. would know/go
9. If I _________ my glasses I _________ you better.
A. wore/would see/ B. wore/saw
C. had worn/could have seen D. had worn/see
10. The cake _________ better If you _________ added more brown sugar.
A. had tasted/added B. would have tasted/had added
C. taste/add D. would tasted/had added

Đáp án

Bài tập 1.

could have sent/had had
had known/would have visited
would not have run/had not scolded
hadn't broken/had taken
hadn't stopped/would have played
would have swim/hadn't been
would have gone/hadn't been
had seen/would have gone
hadn't used/wouldn't have hit
had taken/wouldn't arrived

Bài tập 2.

5. Bài tập câu điều kiện hỗn hợp (Mixed Conditional)

XEM THÊM: NẮM BẮT NGAY NGỮ PHÁP CÂU ĐIỀU KIỆN HỖN HỢP

If you listened carefully, you __________ (know) about the topic.
They will stay longer in Paris if they _________ (find) a cheaper hotel.
Henry can write good stories if he _________ (feel) like it.
If Ailine __________ (have) more money, she would travel to Africa.
If you were older, you _________ (go) to the pool party.
If Sandy _________ (not/eat) so much junk food, she could have been in better shape.
If Hector had taken his camera, he _________ (take) nice pictures.
If Brian ________ (like) speed, we could ride more often.
John's mother __________ (have) more time for him if he does the washing up himself.
If the weather had been better, we __________ (go) by bike.

Đáp án

would know
can find
feels
had
could go
hadn't eaten
would have taken
liked
will have
could have gone

6. Bài tập về đảo ngữ câu điều kiện

XEM THÊM: ĐẢO NGỮ CÂU ĐIỀU KIỆN LÀ GÌ?

If my dad calls, tell me right away.
If Sandy had slept last night, she would be sober now.
If I had known the correct answers, I would have told the teacher.
If I were you, I would have borrowed Micheal some money.
If I were a billionaire, I would not have to work this hard.
Our salary would be higher if I had signed the contract successfully.
If they run out of limes, we will have to buy them from somewhere else.
If she hadn’t gone out, she wouldn’t have spent a lot of money.
If our house were bigger, we could sell it faster.
If you change your mind, I want to know about it.

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Đáp án

Should my dad call, tell me right away.
Had Sandy slept enough 8 hours last night, she would be sober now.
Had I known the correct answers, I would have told the teacher.
Were I you, I would have borrowed Micheal some money.
Were I a billionaire, I would not have to work this hard.
Had I signed the contract successfully our salary would be higher.
Should they run out of limes, we will have to buy them from somewhere else.
Had she not gone out, she wouldn’t have spent a lot of money.
Were our house bigger, we could sell it faster.
Should you change your mind, I want to know about it.

7. Bài tập câu điều kiện nâng cao

Xem thêm bài viết về câu điều kiện:
=> CHỈ 5 PHÚT DÙNG ĐƯỢC HẾT MỌI CẤU TRÚC IF, CÂU ĐIỀU KIỆN TIẾNG ANH
=> CÂU ĐIỀU KIỆN TRONG TIẾNG ANH: CÔNG THỨC, CÁCH SỬ DỤNG VÀ BÀI TẬP
1. __________, I'd have come immediately.
A. Were I to know
B. Had I known
2. If Ian __________ you, he would never have done that.
A. had been
B. were
3. Provided you _________ there 30 mins before it starts, you'll get straight in.
A. will be
B. are
4. __________ my parent's help, I'd have been in real trouble.
A. But for
B. If only
5. __________ , you'll miss your flight for sure.
A. If you hurry
B. Unless you hurry
6. __________ there, will you ask him to meet me?
A. If Henry will be
B. Should Henry be
7. You ________ so sleepy if you'd gone to bed earlier.
A. are
B. wouldn't be
8. If we _________ the bet last night, we'd be rich now.
A. won
B. had won
9. If I _____ the red medicine, I would still be in pain.
A. wouldn't take
B. hadn't taken
10. If you ________ him, you would be miserable now.
A. had accepted
B. would accepted
Đáp án

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