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beuxwhoyouare · 4 months ago

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Imprisoned

Griffin Anders sat in the cold, sterile cell, his mind still obsessing with the thoughts of the broken system that had brought him here. The hum of the technologically advanced rehabilitation system echoed through the prison, a constant reminder of the tech he had once believed in. Griffin, a once promising prodigy, had dedicated his life to developing a company creating advanced VR systems, only to find himself wrongfully framed and trapped in a program using the very technology he had helped create. His former business partner stole the technology and sold it to for-profit systems, but not before framing Griffin for embezzlement.

Today was different, though. Today, as Griffin was being escorted by guards to the VR chamber where he would undergo another session designed to "reform" his behavior, he felt like maybe this could be a good day. Griffin knew better than to trust the system, but he played along, hoping to find a way to prove his innocence.

The Better Days Protocol was meant for entertainment at first, but Griffin's former partner whored it out and sold it to anyone to help them fulfill their demented dreams. A life-like VR experience created a sandbox for users to create their wildest fantasies. The prison system capitalized on it and used to help reform prisoners to get ready for the real world...assuming they were ever released.

Per his charges, Griffin was in the financial crimes reform group. Since these criminals weren't violent offenders, it was one of the few that civilian volunteers could take part in. Icarus University was known for their Football program but often a few troublemakers made their way on the team and instead of getting arrested for DUI's and other petty crimes, the team bartered a deal to get their athletes volunteering at the jail. It's like scared straight except to many athletes it was just seen as a nuisance.

As the VR headset descended over his eyes, Griffin took a deep breath and prepared for the simulation. The world around him dissolved into a digital landscape, a meticulously crafted environment meant to challenge and change him.

Griffin was doing virtual shopkeeping. He had to be a VR cashier for a certain amount of hours to knock time off his sentence, that's when Icarus U's star running back Emmanuel walked in. Not only was Emmanuel the teams shining star, he was the son of his former partner.

Opportunity fell into the geniuses lap and he was shocked in the moment. He knew he couldn't let this moment pass him. He stopped Emmanuel for small talk, aiming to learn more.

"So what brings you to the shop dude?" Griffin tried to play off as if he wasn't analyzing the spawn of his mortal enemy.

"Uh I don't know what to say. I'm just here to finish my hours dude. Can you just pretend to scan this and I can go." the towering athlete snarked back.

"Well how many hours do you have left? The simulation only lets you do 4 hour increments." the scientist said knowing that would shock Emmanuel.

"Bro what? I have like 26 hours?! I thought I could just do like 3 long days? That's going to take me like weeks."

Clearly numbers weren't Emmanuel's strength, Griffin thought to himself. But now he knew he had some time to work on his plan. He dismissed the young man as he quickly devised the next steps.

The Better Days Protocol was Griffin's baby and he knew it like the back of his palm. He began working on code in his head that he would go in and tweak every time he was inside, in anticipation for the next time Emmanuel walked in.

Days passed before thee day arrived. Emmanuel giddily walked into the virtual shop. He told the shopkeeper that today was finally going to be his last working in the simulation. If he only knew. Griffin sold him the virtual drink he asked to purchase but with a special twist. As he clicked it open and fake guzzled down the drink it hopefully worked as Griffin hoped. The tech wiz knew he was good at programming but was he good enough to stage my escape? We're about to find out.

The prisoner shift was ending before Emmanuel's log out which was the only way this would have worked. Griffin's log out screen popped up and began glitching...this is it....rerouting his exit port Griffin slammed the log out button and held his eyes shut eager but wary to have his new truth confirmed by his eyes.

He began to lift the VR headset from his head. As he looked down, he found himself in an unfamiliar body, surrounded by the bustling energy of a college campus. He looked down at his hands, now darker, strong and athletic. He realized he was no longer in his own body. The former white aging programming engineer gamed the system to exit the Better Days Protocol in a different host body. It was the perfect karma to get back at his former business partner.

Griffin revelled at the many ways he could potentially get back at his partner. Could he frame his now father? Could he just pretend to be Emmanuel and that be satisfaction enough knowing he had robbed him of the son he loved and raised? As he continued thinking about ways to extract revenge he walked out of the room he was in to realize he was in the IU locker room. A mirror awaited his new reflection in front of him. So many thoughts ran through the nerds head but his giddiness fueled him to begin stripping regardless of who was nearby.

Peeling off the t-shirt, Griffin revealed an insanely muscled torso. If he wasn't driving the ship, he would have thought this physique was only achievable through balloons. Everything looked so inflated he had never been so close to so much muscle he kept poking and prodding each of the new muscles gracing his frame. This went from soft when relaxed to hard as stone when he braced.

The virility of his new body felt overwhelming. He just wanted to rub one out or also rub every single muscle as he explored this massive new body. Jesus everything's big he realized as he kept stripping, before realizing he was in a semi-public place still. He gathered his clothes and put them on, deciding against putting his shirt back on as he riffled through his new wallet searching for his home address.

Emmanuel spent his days reading and coding through all nighters for years. This was the complete opposite of his life experience. Someone who spent nearly every waking hour working out in a gym, doing drills, eating pounds and pounds of protein.

Griffin fumbled into the house that opened with his new keys as he began taking off his clothes once again.

A mirror in one bedroom helped him capture just how commanding his new physique really was. Griffin decided he had waited long enough and took off the tiny underwear hiding his new python....He could feel the blood rushing to it and needed to know just how it felt to take hold.

"Je-sus Unhh." he gasped as he quickly grunted and took both hands rocking his hips back and forth. In his previous life this would have been a quick and relatively demure affair, but not in this body. He lost track of time as he just kept pumping and pumping. The endurance he now possessed felt almost...selfish to not share. Instead of finishing, he downloaded an app and began his hunt to find the nearest twink to share his new gifts with...for science of course.

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girlactionfigure · 5 months ago

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humiliation and the Jewish dhimmi

FEBRUARY 27, 2025

"Haj Muhammad Said al-Husseini, the mufti of Gaza, issued a fatwa against land sales to Jews arguing that, as a result of Zionism, the Jews had lost their status as dhimmi or wards of Islam and any Muslim or Christian who hekped them would be regarded as an apostate or infidel. In 1935 the first ulama or gathering of Muslim religious scholars issued a similar fatwa."

- "1948 as Jihad" by Benny Morris

WHAT IS A DHIMMI?

Following Muhammad’s death in 632, the Arab Islamic empires conquered lands exponentially quickly. As a result of this rapid colonization, the Muslim authorities were faced with the “problem” of how to handle the conquered Indigenous peoples that resisted conversion to Islam.

This “problem” was solved with a treaty known as the Pact of Umar. This so-called treaty allowed select religious and cultural minorities (known as “People of the Book”) to practice their beliefs so long as they paid the “jizya” tax and abided by a set of restrictive, second-class citizenship laws.

Apologists for dhimmitude often whitewash this status, noting that it afforded minorities “protection.” But paying someone so that they don’t kill you is not protection; it’s extortion.

The Ottoman Empire did not abolish dhimmi status until 1856, though it’s worth noting that even then, Jews were still not entirely equal under the law. Most notably, Jews were restricted from certain land purchases and from a number of activities at the Western Wall, including blowing the shofar, bringing chairs or Jewish ritual objects, and speaking or praying loudly.

DHIMMI LAWS

Jews were forbidden from building new synagogues. Synagogues could not be taller than mosques and the homes of Jews could not be taller than the homes of Muslims. Jews could not raise their voices during Muslim prayer times. Jewish children could not be taught the Quran. Jewish funerals had to be quiet and Jews could not be buried near Muslims. Jews had to show deference to Muslims; for example, if a Muslim wished to sit where a Jew was sitting, the Jewish person had to give up their seat. Muslims were prohibited from converting to Judaism. Jews had to dress differently than Muslims. Jews had to wear identifying yellow belts or turbans and had to cut off their sidelocks. Jews could not ride the same animals as Muslims and could not use a saddle. Jews were forbidden from taking Muslim titles. Jews could not own weapons. Jews had to host Muslim passerbys for 3 days. Jews could not govern, lead, or employ Muslims. Jews could not buy a Muslim prisoner or slaves who had been allotted to Muslims. Jews could not engrave Arabic inscriptions on signet seals. Jewish witnesses were not admissible in court. Jews were subject to a “jizya” tax. Jews could not join the military or work for the government. When harmed by a Muslim, Jews had to purchase Muslim witnesses, which left Jews with virtually no legal recourse. Jews could not marry a Muslim woman. Jews could not criticize Islam or the Quran on penalty of death.

THE IDEOLOGY OF HAMAS

Hamas is an Islamist terrorist group. Islamists believe that the doctrines of the religion of Islam should be congruent with those of the state. Islamists work to implement nation-states governed under Islamic Law (Sharia), emphasize pan-Islamic unity (in most cases, hoping for an eventual worldwide Islamic Caliphate, or empire), support the creation of Islamic theocracies, and reject all non-Muslim influences.

Islamist ideology can be traced back to Hassan al-Banna and the Muslim Brotherhood, founded in 1928. Al-Banna viewed the 1924 dissolution of the last Islamic Caliphate, the Ottoman Empire, and the European colonization of the Middle East, beginning with France’s 1830 occupation of Algeria, as an affront to Islam. The early 20th century was a period of rapid secularization in the Middle East, when Arab nationalism threatened to replace pan-Islamic identity with a pan-Arab identity. Al-Banna opposed all of this, hoping to return to “authentic” Islamic practice through the (re)establishment of the Islamic Caliphate.

Hamas emerged as the Palestinian branch of the Muslim Brotherhood. Hamas, too, seeks to return to “authentic Islamic practice,” as outlined in their original Charter. By this they mean, essentially, that they wish to go back in time, to a time when Jews were dhimmis.

"Hamas did not hold their 'ceremony' for hostage Hisham Al-Sayed 'out of respect for the Bedouin-Israeli community': it was out of disrespect for the Jews. Their shame-honor culture dictates that only 'dhimmi' Jews get to be humiliated. This is why the coffins of the murdered hostages were designed with special handles to be carried at 'foot level,' rather than the usual ones intended to be carried at 'shoulder level': the Jew must always be reminded that he is inferior."

- Lyn Julius, author of Uprooted: How 3000 Years of Jewish Civilization in the Arab World Vanished Overnight

HUMILIATION AND THE DHIMMI

Dhimmi laws were inherently humiliating, in that they reminded dhimmis of their inferior status in society. For example, dhimmis had to show deference to Muslims, dress distinctively, and more.

While the Quran itself does not proscribe “humiliating treatment” along with the payment of the jizya tax, historically, Muslim empires largely humiliated their dhimmi subjects during tax collection. For example, in the 16th century, Islamic scholar Ahmad Sirhindi wrote, “The real purpose of levying jiziya on them is to humiliate them to such an extent that they may not be able to dress well and to live in grandeur. They should constantly remain terrified and trembling. It is intended to hold them under contempt and to uphold the honor and might of Islam.”

In some places, Jewish dhimmis were forced to carry out humiliating acts; for example, in Yemen, Jews were made to clean excrement.

Oftentimes, dhimmis were forced to pay the jizya tax on foot, rather than on horse, so that they would be reminded of their lower status.

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starpunz · 6 months ago

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I HAVE NO BLOOD (a sonic.exe creepypasta done under 24 hours) TW: blood mention, anatomy, stalking, abuse

(THE FULL AUDIBLE VERSION IS IN MY YOUTUBE VIDEO “ SONIC.EXE FORCES ME TO MAKE A CREEPYPASTA IN UNDER 24 HOURS - CREEPYPASTA READING” and the explanation of how I made this concept)

My name is Zero, ok well that’s not actually my name it’s more of a john doe but you’ll understand soon enough as to why my identity will mean as much as this story, I go by the header of SONADOW123JJ, it summarizes the entirety of my teenage years into an unbelievable title that frankly, I was too lazy to ever change, so please just list me as Zero. I’ve always grasped a fascination with the Sonic the Hedgehog series for a reason, something about seeing him resonates with me as wanting to branch off into being someone free, no longer becoming a passenger in my life as waves after wave hit me, I’m sorry I’m monologuing, this is the story of the boy with no blood, not mine.

This all started around 2 years ago, as mentioned before I was an avid Sonic fan of all forms of his media, despite negative reception coined by all my friends and just the internet in general, I still regarded these games as something to clutch onto for my time of comfort, which lead into my obsession of wanting all forms of his media, anything. In the definition of the word, I guess you can say I was a hoarder, my friends often saw this as an issue with my fascination, but at the end of every month I gave some of these things away to children or schools, I know I’m growing up so eventually, I just gave it all away, and some of the more prized things onto listings in eBay. It was a step in my life that I thought would make my grandma proud, I didn’t want to disappoint her anymore so I needed to be an actual man for once, at least the one I try to hide as, just enough money to try and change that later. The number of hours spent dumpster diving and begging on eBay listings were all going out of my own room as I tried getting ready for college, if anyone could try and convince me to stop me from what I was doing I would thank them, but I really needed the money, as stated before I was being housed by my grandmother, this story won’t explain why, situations are situations.

A week passed of me shelving out everything until I received a message listing the transaction of one of my prized possessions, one of the Sonic Adventure 2 soap shoes plushies, gosh those were so cool so I had to hop on the opportunity as soon as I got the notice, but the person buying it off of me was wondering if I was interested in receiving a novelty of his own that he’s been wanting to give away for a while. His name in this story is Tyler, an old rigid man past his prime who was collecting for the sake of reliving something that was lost to him.

tyler: hello? zero: hello! you’re interested in purchasing my plushie is that correct?

tyler: yes that is correct, I’ve been hoarding for a while myself and have the payment already getting ready, but I was wondering as to why this was being listed at a lower price than normal

zero: obviously because auction goes out of control, I’m too scared to deal with any of that so just shadow dropping it was enough for me to get it over with, besides I can’t convince people even if I tried

tyler: I see, that’s quite honest of you, would you be interested in a sonic novelty? it’s a one of a kind copy of Sonic’s Virtual Learning, well, it’s not an actual game by SEGA it’s a Mexican company produced rip off to try and use sonic as a teacher

zero: so like sonic’s schoolhouse?

tyler: I guess the Spanish version, it’s sort of like a virtual pet, I can send it in a USB drive considering you’re losing out on some good money, I feel like this is something to compensate with

I thought to myself, what an odd thing to give someone on the internet, especially for free with ebay, I’m trying to let go of all of my things so this really won’t help, besides I was really craving to say yes so using this as a test of my strength was really something.

zero: I’m sorry but no, though I thank you for the offer

that was the last message before the toy was shipped off, my grandma always warned me about accepting things from strangers, even less something that could mess up the family computer as dumb as a USB drive, could have had anything in it. 2 weeks went by, I would say about 50% of my collection was already gone at this point, I was feeling like I was losing a part of me that I never thought I could live without. Though at times I did cry, nothing more I could do, a testament to how much I was trying to be someone I was not. At the unspoken stage, even my grandmother didn’t want to admit it, so I just kept on selling what remained but that love still lingered, considering my lack of friends at the time, I could not concern myself with embarrassing myself more than I already do as of now, that was until I checked the mail in our apartment’s mailbox, room 34. it was open, someone left it open, despite the keyhole insisting it should have been sealed. I reached into the container and saw a yellow envelope, no address delivered back or post, it was as if someone just reached into my mailbox to leave it there, which wasn’t possible considering the key is still in my pocket. I give the usual bills to my grandmother, including all but medical, I didn’t want her to know about the incident, so I was paying that myself. I lodge myself into the darkness of my room again, sustaining myself with the necessary nutrients (just a cliff bar), scrolling through job applications, male position, male, male, male…mail… I look over to the yellow envelope I left on the bed, I couldn’t be bothered more than I already was with having to turn over a new leaf, so it wouldn’t hurt, besides if it was a bomb then I wouldn’t have to worry about anything later. I peel the seal open with my long nails and pulls out the bubble wrapping, revealing a purple USB drive. Oh joy, I have an old man stalking me and he left me with his picture I thought to myself, actual sick people on the internet I knew I should have just blocked him. I looked into the eBay account I listed the billing in, to contact Tyler again, however, eBay listed the account as unfound, The sick bastard covers his trails and thinks he can get away with it. for a few days, I just left it rotting in my desk drawer considering I was too busy with finals, but it always lingered in my head, nothing could anticipate what remained in that file, I wasn’t willing to risk it, despite how many times I’ve been called a moron, even I knew this was too wrong to be in my possession. I go on over to the police station reporting that someone broke into my apartment’s mailbox, showing them my key and the USB, if it had anything in there that would go against the law, I could not be liable, not with the time I was having in my life right now, I didn’t need that. Obviously, they didn’t pay much mind but just took the report, the USB, and 2 hours of my time in line. A week later, I got a knock on my door, it was a loud banging on a Saturday afternoon, obviously, I had only my pajamas on so having to build the courage to open the door was too much, I pleaded with my grandmother to do so, she groaned but complied only to find an officer at the door, it was a lean woman wearing her uniform with a plastic baggie in hand.

officer: “Please tell your son to stop wasting our time. he left this stupid game at our offices complaining this was a warrant of a virus or something serious, even the boys down by the home didn’t think any of this was meant to be serious, we have actual things to tend to”

some of the words still ring in my ears, but not the ones you would think. My grandmama apologized and brought me over in my bunny slippers to do the same, before the officer left, as per usual, I was left with a bantered long over over-explaining lecture regarding how annoying I can be at times, I couldn’t care less at this point, by the time I left the kitchen she was already making dinner talking to herself about me. At the end of the day I did my usual, nothing in particular but I finally got an interview ready for Tuesday, I felt really proud of myself for being able to find something in spite of the day I was having, but then it reminded me of why I felt this way, that damn drive. A joke? a big joke it was to them? I’m just an idiot who left it up to the police to handle these things so of course they’ll find it a joke, fine, i’ll fix it myself. in an almost fit of rage I slammed the USB right into my PC’s import , just begging for it to be over at this point, but in spite of it, it started downloading something. I felt the adam’s apple on my throat grow tense as I gazed my LED screen, feeling a sense of regret wash me over even more considering I had potentially just wasted the only computer I’ll own in my life as long as I’m under this roof, but when it downloaded, it showed an icon of a set of blocks stacked on top of each other, starting from the top to the bottom reading, S, V, L.. Sonic’s Virtual Learning listed underneath on the application, so it really was the same guy who bothered me, had his account was still up I could probably try reporting him, but at this point it was a loss in even trying anything, as frustrated as I was, I was more intrigued than anything else, considering everything, I clicked twice on my mouse as I drag my pointer over the app. The PC wasn’t the best at the moment, even behind a whole Window’s update, but it managed with the hardware itself being fairly old in retrospect.

The game booted up, with the logo of EDUCA-AYUDA on the front before my speakers blared me with the typical SEGA logo, piercing my ears with something I haven’t heard in quite a while considering I already sold my genesis console at this point, it felt, refreshing. The app itself began loading as it was installing more programs onto my computer, gosh what was I even thinking this is quite obviously a virus, why am I like this could I not have just been a son for once in my life and think with a decent brain? damn it the loading, why is it taking so long, I accepted the terms of service without reading anything why am I like this why why.

”AH SI!”

my heart rushed with anxiety, deciphering my future of trying to pay off this was already in the back of my brain, but I heard a squeaky accent speak out of my computer, a warp ring appeared above the clock on my computer, spinning in motion until Sonic the hedgehog leaped out of the portal. His sprite looked quite different, all of his tan skin was replaced with a radiant yellow, the cuffs on his gloves and socks were replaced with black, and he wore a red hat spelling out the words “JR”. My eyes forced their attention to the rodent on my screen, as the cartoon looked around in my PC with his hands on his eyes forming goggles, until his eyes looked right at the screen, his pitch-black pupils staring at me with glee intent, he pulls his hands away and raise his left to form a greeting hello. in which case a windows tab opened up, listed as “SONIC JR’S THOUGHTS”, appropriately showing a thought bubble in the tab surrounded with a black void, in which case he said. ”HOLA, YO ME LLAMO SONICO. JR! Y TU ERES?” underneath was a textbox in which I could respond, I pulled out my phone to use google translate to uncover his question, for the sake of this telling, I wrote Zero.

”QUE BIEN! QUE BIEN! HABLAS ENGLIS OR ESPANOL?” ”english” ”AH! ENTIENDO! I WILL TALK TO YOU IN ENGLISH TO LEARN: SPANISH!”

it sounded like a small child trying his best to form english sentences, I found the entire thing quite adorable considering I was needing help to even understand him

”ARE YOU A BOY? NINO? OR GIRL? NINA?”

I looked on over to my left, then to the my right, answering the correct response

”QUE BIEN! QUE BIEN! THAT MEANS, HOW GOOD, OR, JUST GOOD!” ”MI NOMBRE, MY NAME, ES, IS, SONICO JUNIOR!”

I giggled at the sight of this little man on my desktop, noticing how much attention I haven’t been giving this media in quite a long time, I answered the text box underneath with “nice to meet you!”

”ITS GREAT TO MEET YOU ZERO! ARE YOU READY TO PLAY A GAME WITH ME?” ”yes”

”YAHOO!” he replied as he jumped in a spin above my soundbar, he really was like a virtual pet, before I could find a way to respond, a timer began to countdown with a sans seriff font starting from 3 once the countdown was done, I met with a JR on the left of my screen getting ready as my PC automatically articulated a stage using other windows opened on my screen, all trailed with letters as a replacement for rings, spelling out, F A M I L I A once it hit zero, a timer showed up filling in 10 seconds, my fingers were already pressed against the right button and using space to form out the word, as each word flew to the top of my screen, jumping on top of each window using them as solid ground. At the end he reaches his hands out and smiles.

”FAMILIA! FAMILY! THATS WHAT WE ARE! ALL OF US! TODOS!”

it was already 9 in the afternoon, feeling the weight of school in the morning swept away as I continued to play with the virtual hedgehog. I learned that the mouse was in fact more interactable with the character than I thought, whenever I placed it on top of his head and rubbed against his ears, he enjoyed the petting from me, I was also able to drag him around the windows, placing him down or above windows, even inside of some browsers. Obviously, it was not compatible with the everything, but it was so fun seeing him trying to push images across the screen out of my chrome bar. 12:34 pm, after a long day in order to log SONICO off of my computer, I would press on the giant X on the right corner of my screen, he would start to feel drowsy, yawn and tell me “BUENAS NOCHES!”, walking right off to the right of my screen to not be seen, following the window of SVL closing entirely. Before I turned off my PC for the night, I found a txt. file on the side of my tabs that loaded as soon as my other applications turned off, I double-clicked it to show a drawing done in Microsoft paint, utilising the paint tool to show Sonico jr poorly shown on screen, waving me with a smile, on the left saying “BUENAS NOCHES!”

This did instill within me some joy as I saved the drawing into a new folder, before logging off for the night. A few days passed by in which every day, I would run in on my challenges for the game while auctioning off all the rest of my things, after this interaction in finding this USB drive, I didn’t want to risk anyone seeking me, but even if the game itself could have had something in it, It gave me a sense of comfort I haven’t felt since starting my collection. Each night before I logged off he would provide me a drawing made by him, as if it were something a child were to show me to be placed on a fridge, each one titled with the exact date of my progress, this went on for a week as I continued his challenges, resulting in me learning some more Spanish that I didn’t think I needed to know, it really helped my exams. By Sunday, I would come into the application just to see Sonico JR run around on my computer as I continued my schoolwork, considering I was already in a job at this point from the interview, starting Monday I wasn’t going to be able to have as much time as I wish to have had with JR. Something in peculiar happened however as he began looking at my work, at the time I was in Anatomy filling out my work, I really wanted to be a nurse at this point so my studies were solely focused on trying to gain enough so that I was applicable for a scholarship, but I was stuck on one of the questions, i was not familiar with searching up answers, i needed to know more. we were following the subject on the heart, one of the questions being “what is the very large veins that bring deoxygenated blood to your heart to get oxygen?”

”THE SUPERIOR VENA CAVA AND INFERIOR VENA CAVA”

the thought bubble showed up unprovoked, I had placed him on the side of the window for a reason, but he had answered it by himself. I filled in the bubble from the multiple choice question in, congratulating in me getting the right answer, SONICO JR continued to do nothing but jump up and down from window to window, until I was stuck on another question.

”The left ventricle” silence fell in the air as I saw him do it one more, this time in a monotone voiced pitch that was filled from the rodent, I looked on over to the choices, before pressing on the answer. I felt my heart drop from my body, sweat pouring in not from my head to the chin, I pressed on, before I could even read the question he answered again.

****”left atrium” I try to file in the answer but it was already pressed for me, had I already pressed it on accident? I did pay attention to junior and my hand was still on the mouse, perhaps this is part of the treatment process, I pressed forward.

”The sinus node” I didn’t even scroll to the next question, i was simply staring at my screen, perplexed by the compelling usage of this artificial hedgehog, I looked right at him, it felt like he was trying to pretend he wasn’t there, like he was playing with me and me only for what? a kick? does he think I’m too stupid to even try it myself? I felt the revelation in my skin shiver down to my bones, does he want to play a game with me? In an effort to show him where I stood, I quickly dragged my mouse above his head and began lifting him in the air, flying around the screen shaking my mouse, dragging it back and forth watching him dangle on my cursor for dear life. When I was done having my fun, I think I kind of had a panic attack, did I just hurt him for trying to help me? Why was I having so much fun applying this to him? Everything I do will be just like him won’t it? I got off the computer for a moment to go to the bathroom, feeling an illness in my stomach creep over, comprised of guilt. Dinner passed, in which I came back to my desk only to find Junior gone, but the X on the right was still right there, hurriedly, I search in my folders to try and find him, in which case I remembered the drawings folder, it was gone as well. I felt a sudden shock as I looked into the recycling bin, finding the folder inside, I recover the images from the bin and heard a sound of sobbing. I looked everywhere in the folders to try and find him, until I accidently pulled aside the window I was doing my homework on, he was hiding behind it. I click X on the tab and slowly place my cursor beside his head, slowly caressing his head in an effort to comfort him, a thought appeared.

”i can’t cry.” ”why?”

”…” the sonic cartoon slowly hugged the mouse, feeling the comfort of the white cursor embracing him as I continued to pet him. That night I didn’t turn him off, I was to keep him on at all times to apologize, but most importantly, to monitor him, something scared me, but it seemed like he was more afraid of me than anything else. A few minutes later it was like he was back to his natural state, shouting in Spanish sonic catchphrases as he played around on my window, even during my homework he wasn’t continuing to answer any of my questions on the papers. I thought to myself as to how I can engage him on my work, remembering how he was able to access only the folders that came from his drawings, i placed the multiple choice review in the drawings folder for him to hopefully do. The night came, in which case I left him on as promised, but found in the folder a copy of my homework, filing every answer correctly, but showing doodles of the heart on the side of the paper, he was learning alongside me, it was a fascinating discovery until I reached down to the bottom of the paper, reading a title that had not been seen in my heart for years. “mother.” Before I could question Junior, I watched as he exited the stage right. Nothing entailed right after, I felt as though I had grasped the eeriness of the situation.

Days followed, I started working over the course of a week, completely forgetting about the boy left on my computer, I thought to myself that I had already done enough to him, if he really was alive inside, then it was better left alone than to disturb him. I get back home Thursday with my grandmother already waiting for me, knocking me on the head with a newspaper as she pointed right at the computer before leaving, it seemed like cat was out of the bag at this point, but no harm in having a bit of fun considering the long day I’ve had, Junior was in no means a virus, just a boy. He was just a boy. At that moment before I turned on the monitor it dawned upon me, I had left him alone for a week, I had left him to his own thoughts confided for the sole amusement being all of my files, what could he have learned in that time? I felt as though I had left him, I went to quickly log into my account. Loading in, nothing of any interest was any different, except the fact that the X on the top right had been clicked, junior was gone and it was all my grandmother’s fault, had I done something sooner I should have known he wouldn’t be ok alone, but then I remembered, every day he would leave a drawing for me, something to communicate with, was he generating something more? Dragging my shivering fingers to the folder, I open the images finding a trailing of images. these are the following.

-an image of a boy holding the hands of his father and mother beside a beach- -the boy alone on the beach- -the boy alone on the beach with his mother, the father on an island alone from the family-

but this was where the drawings ended, it was curious considering this was in peculiar considering 4 days had gone by, only 3 drawings were shown in the folder, but I see that there was another modified copy of the heart anatomy homework that I had left for Junior to discover inside, I clicked on it and began reading.

he was learning, he began breaking down more and more about the human heart, where the vessels originated from, he was slowly forming out blood as a concept familiar to human survival, inscribing with the paint tool, stating ”is red blood?” ”do I have blood?” ”does my heart beat the same as mama?”

questions lingered as he began trying to adapt to more of my language from my answers in the document, I scrolled to the end of the file, it was originally an empty blank page meant for filling your name, but what I found was an identity the same as the one I would have written. He had drawn an entire human circulatory system, articulating by reds and blues naming each one our, with the heart missing from the in depth analysis on the human body. I placed the document to the side before booting up SVL one more time, hearing the two introductions once more, I was greeted by him on the ground, the monitor had turned into the typical blue screen but there was no error message, just him in the middle of it. I gazed upon the child as he looked right at me, I knew it was him staring at me because my webcam had turned on, a window popped up with my face right on it, staring right at him. He looked at me for a moment, incapable of having to witness what was facing him at this very moment, I slowly placed my hand on the camera, in which he did the same, his back turned to me on the monitor but his palm up against mine on the window.

”what are we?” it was another question, the same as the one from the beginning when he was teaching me Spanish, I knew the answer was spelled out from the beginning. ”family.”

the boy stared at the answer as I typed it in, I wasn’t able to input the answer as he was fully capable of just looking at it himself, his reality was comprised of a 2 dimensional box, I was the only thing he will and has ever known in this void, it was reckless of me leaving him, but why do I feel sorry? This virus is forcing me to care for a program, it was forcing me to do something that no one had ever done to me, no one had cared to do for me. My fingers shake as I stared right at the camera, I slowly pulled it back before looking down, Junior stared at me in confusion ”family” ”famil” ”fami” ”fam” ”fa” ”f” ”.” ”n” ”no” ”not” ”noth” ”nothi” ”nothin” ”nothing”

I had to let go of him, I had to let go of this obsession, I was not to be tied from a simple file that believes it is more, he cried. He made those sounds that imitated crying, he was trying so hard to be human he was trying so hard to be something he wasn’t, something that he could never be, he thinks it’s so easy to be someone he isn’t, this conclusion resorted to my defiance, I had already set out on what I was going to do. Junior saw my realization, he popped another question.

”WHY ARE WE NOTHING?”

I placed my hands on the keyboard, I felt the shivering down my spine as I stared at this question, he was trying so hard to understand me, to understand what I had lost, why did he have to mock me? He knows everything about me because he’s seen everything in my computer, my photos of my family, my freedom, he saw why I was nothing. In a fit of rage, I grabbed the keyboard, slamming it against the PC, pleading for him to get out as he felt the internal software begin to break in itself, his cries began growing louder and louder, his pain was my pain, something I had to hide for the rest of my life. I pulled the cover of the PC to the internal software and began tearing into it, I smiled.

I felt nothing.

As I lowered my keyboard, a tear ran down my cheek as I felt it, I had killed my boy. I looked down at him, the monitor, it had already taken shape of him, broken, shattered glass splattered across the floor trying to find it’s place. I grabbed it against my chest, crying as I felt no warmth, he was cold.

For a month straight I was no longer permitted to any activities outside of school and work, trying to pay off the computer so that my grandmother could properly file her medication and taxes, in which case I resorted to driving her to the local library. My chest still hurt sometimes, feeling the cuts against my chest, I tried to lie and say a robber got in but she knew better than anyone I just wasn’t well, she would have called the police had I not just looked as pathetic as I did, all I had left was my phone to know when to pick her up. She always insisted I was better off at an asylum, but what could I do beside agree with her in silence, it was half past nine by the time we got back home after a long day at the bank trying to file a loan, I lept to the couch as my grandmother sat beside me, both of us exhausted from the tribulations it came with affording to live. She looked down at me, almost in pity,

”…I’ll go make some tea”

my eyes were too busy staring at the ceiling fan to even acknowledge her, it felt almost draining just listening to any more voices. That was until there was one last sound, a notification from my phone, it was an email, I’ve only started using them now due to the adult world I’m trying to put myself in, but this one was quite odd, it was an email to myself? I checked it to view what it could ential, only to be shocked that the message itself said it was sent out to 100+ other accounts, it was so strange until I saw it correlated to the student email, all of them, in my school. The email itself?

it was a drawing by junior. it was the husk of a body with only the circulatory system showing, with the reds and blue trailing behind the rest of what he was, what he wanted to be, a man. With the words on the bottom being: ”I have no blood.” he had logged into my school account, managed to send a message to the virtual world that transcends his own, that he had started to become something more, he was growing, he was becoming god in a world where no one can hear him scream, but me.

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accio-victuuri · 2 years ago

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CPN : Why the Camera 📸 is driving us mad 🫶🏼

sometimes i forget that not everyone will get the reason why a certain number of cpfs are screaming about something. or if they do, is it because of only the present candy or is there a history behind it. this is something i find hard to gauge and i usually just post very quickly in hopes that people get it. most of the time i have a post about that “history” and link it but for this one i did share some bits but not enough to connect the dots.

that’s the purpose of this post, to hopefully connect events and make sense of the story.

Let’s start with the whole “LEICA” story and why we think it’s a gift to match ZZ’s. Back in April, there was a whole CPN about an alleged camera that was good for vlogging given by WYB to ZZ to take to Milan. It’s a Sony camera, but the point is, WYB gave ZZ a camera to take to his trip abroad in Europe. Now it’s ZZ who is allegedly giving him a camera ( Leica ) to take with him to Paris. Both are big events related to Fashion week and while they cannot be together, giving each other a proper camera is a way to to be connected. It’s an incentive for them to take photos and share with each other after. Apparently, taking photos from their iphones or their team’s camera ( take note, WYB was with someone holding a proper camera with a big ass lens too ) is not enough. They should have their own.

The reason why this made us all 👀 was we were already speculating that WYB had a new camera back in Mid Autumn Festival.

This is personally why I was screaming cause the clowning is correct. Even before we saw WYB in the streets of Paris using the actual Leica camera, turtles were already guessing he didn’t take the Moon photo with a camera phone. Based on the quality, dimensions and size of the file. All the more how accurate the kind of camera is.

( excuse the auto translate but you all get the point, it’s leica — a proper camera, not a phone. this was posted 9/29/2023. )

Also Yibo-official added fuel to this because instead of reposting and giving the same greeting like they usually do, they praised Photographer WYB. 📸

This was out of the ordinary, it’s like they know something. Turns out, they do. WYB has a new camera that he is playing with ^^

ZZ has a leica camera. This should not come as a surprise knowing part of his job before is being a photographer.

( for reference some of XZ’s known camera/s. the ones used in commercials tho, not sure if it’s his. )

ZZ is Leica Q2 ( spotted as early as 2019 ) and WYB is Leica M11. It’s so freakin expensive. WYB is many things but he is not exactly a photographer. Yes, he takes photos for his personal documentation and shares it to friends. Sometimes, he shares to the public, but I don’t think an amateur will buy something like this. He may be rich and the cost of this is virtually nothing to him, but I personally feel like if you’re starting out, you wouldn’t choose this. All the more buy it as “i-need-a-camera-cause-i’m-going-to-paris” purchase.

The CPN is, ZZ, who knows his way with cameras/photography and only wants what’s best for the love of his life —- gives him this, and what better time to play with it than a trip abroad. The Moon photo is him testing it out, and maybe he already has other photos that he just doesn’t share.

This is actually on brand for this couple. Matching Gucci lion head necklace? Check. Matching Shoes? Check. Matching clothes? Check. Matching phone case? Check. Matching Apple watch? Check. So this Couple Camera is part of a pattern and makes sense 🤍

-END.

#yizhan #bjyx #there is no science here i’m just clowning like i always do

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allaboutkeyingo · 5 months ago

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SQL Server 2022 Edition and License instructions

SQL Server 2022 Editions:

• Enterprise Edition is ideal for applications requiring mission critical in-memory performance, security, and high availability

• Standard Edition delivers fully featured database capabilities for mid-tier applications and data marts

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SQL Server 2022 licensing models

SQL Server 2022 offers customers a variety of licensing options aligned with how customers typically purchase specific workloads. There are two main licensing models that apply to SQL Server: PER CORE: Gives customers a more precise measure of computing power and a more consistent licensing metric, regardless of whether solutions are deployed on physical servers on-premises, or in virtual or cloud environments.

• Core based licensing is appropriate when customers are unable to count users/devices, have Internet/Extranet workloads or systems that integrate with external facing workloads.

• Under the Per Core model, customers license either by physical server (based on the full physical core count) or by virtual machine (based on virtual cores allocated), as further explained below.

SERVER + CAL: Provides the option to license users and/or devices, with low-cost access to incremental SQL Server deployments.

• Each server running SQL Server software requires a server license.

• Each user and/or device accessing a licensed SQL Server requires a SQL Server CAL that is the same version or newer – for example, to access a SQL Server 2019 Standard Edition server, a user would need a SQL Server 2019 or 2022 CAL.

Each SQL Server CAL allows access to multiple licensed SQL Servers, including Standard Edition and legacy Business Intelligence and Enterprise Edition Servers.SQL Server 2022 Editions availability by licensing model:

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• Customers can deploy an unlimited number of VMs or containers on the server and utilize the full capacity of the licensed hardware, by fully licensing the server (or server farm) with Enterprise Edition core subscription licenses or licenses with SA coverage based on the total number of physical cores on the servers.

• Subscription licenses or SA provide(s) the option to run an unlimited number of virtual machines or containers to handle dynamic workloads and fully utilize the hardware’s computing power.

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When licensing by virtual core on a virtual OSE with subscription licenses or SA coverage on all virtual cores (including hyperthreaded cores) on the virtual OSE, customers may run any number of containers in that virtual OSE. This benefit applies both to Standard and Enterprise Edition.

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SQL Server 2022 Developer Edition provides a fully featured version of SQL Server software—including all the features and capabilities of Enterprise Edition—licensed for development, test and demonstration purposes only. Customers may install and run the SQL Server Developer Edition software on any number of devices. This is significant because it allows customers to run the software on multiple devices (for testing purposes, for example) without having to license each non-production server system for SQL Server.

A production environment is defined as an environment that is accessed by end-users of an application (such as an Internet website) and that is used for more than gathering feedback or acceptance testing of that application.

SQL Server 2022 Developer Edition is a free product !

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satoshi-mochida · 7 months ago

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DOKAPON! Sword of Fury coming to PC in English - Gematsu

Sting will release DOKAPON! Sword of Fury for PC via Steam in English and Japanese “soon,” the developer announced. A specific release date was not announced.

The game, a remastered version of the 1998-released PlayStation title of the same name, first launched for Switch on August 1, 2024 in Japan. It is currently unclear whether the English PC release means Sting plans to release the Switch version outside of Japan.

Here is an overview of the game, via its Steam page:

About

Engage in good-natured fighting with soon-to-be ex-friends! The ultimate relationship-ruining board game x RPG is back, where the best way to succeed is to play dirty! Spin the wheel and set off on an exciting adventure with your friends! Defeat monsters, purchase weapons, and level up, just like in an RPG. Once you’ve gathered enough strength, face off against powerful bosses in epic fashion! Your journey will take you across a wide, diverse world… Just don’t forget that your true goal is to get filthy rich! Money is everything! Anything goes, as long as it lines your pockets…and as long as you’re cool with it! Will you walk the path of thievery and plunder, or will you hold firm to your morals? Will you join hands with your friends, or plot to betray them? It’s dealer’s choice around these parts! Play even with faraway friends in Online Mode, and feel free to pause your adventure anytime with the Autosave function; it’ll be ready and waiting for you whenever you’re available again! There’s also a full range of display settings on offer, including HD and widescreen support, allowing full immersion like never before! Game too slow for you? No problem! Speed options up to 5x ensure you can always keep things moving along at your own pace. A virtually endless array of options allows you to play the game your way: you can substitute in battle background music from earlier titles, set the number of weeks to play, adjust game balance, and more! You can even give yourself an advantage if you’re new to the Dokapon experience; come one, come all, as this game’s for everybody! The Iron Sword of Rage returns to cut through all the nonsense of the 2020s in style. Come grab its hilt and give it a swing for yourself!

Key Features

-Stick it to your friends and aim to become the richest of the rich!

Whosoever winds up wealthiest in the end (meaning, the bearer of the most assets) shall be deemed the winner!

How do you achieve that? Well, by fighting monsters, plundering, pillaging, and betraying your best buds; that’s how! All the rules are made to be broken in this board game!

Need to fast-track your earnings? No problem! Try engaging with the alliance system, entering the Tenkaichi Tournament, or participating in other unique events to ka-ching like a king!

And hey, if you just want an RPG adventure in an expansive (expensive?) overworld, that’s perfectly within your reach here too!

-Possibly the most heinous Dokapon game of them all?!

Can this even fly in the 2020s?! I guess we’ll find out, since this remastered version retains all the same irreverence the original was known for!

That classic pixel-art world from before is kept intact, but with all illustrations and 3D models updated and given new effects for their debut on the big, high-def screen!

Every 3D model is a full-on ‘toon now, while the illustrated 2D art has been fully smoothed out. But if that’s too much change for you, no problem: the original pixel art can still be tagged in as desired!

-“Rock-Paper-Scissors”-style battles anyone can enjoy!

Encounter an enemy and it’s battle time! But not to worry, because these battles are simple as can be.

First off, a coin toss decides who goes first. When it’s your turn, you choose one of four possible attack types.

Choose wisely, and you’ll be doing some good old-fashioned weak-point hitting for massive damage!

But fail to predict your opponent’s defense type, and that massive damage may be yours to bear instead…

Will you be able to read your opponent like a book? Will your opponent be able to read you? The tides can turn in an instant with a single slip-up, so make your move and cross your fingers!

-Same old multiplayer madness, but now with online matches, too!

Up to four players can rumble locally, with only a single copy of Dokapon among them!

Don’t have any friends nearby? (Lost them all to Dokapon fights?) No problem! Online multiplayer’s got your back. The world’s your oyster now!

Best of all, you can stop playing anytime you’d like (you swear!), then jump right back into the fray later on by loading up your save data!

-Utilize the speed multiplier and up the game’s tempo to your liking!

Yes, you can even speed things up to make the game match your pace.

At 3x or 5x speed, even the busiest players have no excuse not to give Dokapon a try!

The speed multiplier can even be used online, cutting down wait times and making the sparks fly faster than ever!

-Add some sugar and spice to make everything twice as nice!

Call them X-factors or secret ingredients; either way, you can access them in the System menu and rebalance the whole game as you see fit!

Just give it a pinch of this and a dash of that—only as much as you’d like.

Maybe turn down the number of rounds, for example, if you’ve got a busy schedule and can’t quite handle the usual length?

Or fine-tune the gameplay experience by giving yourself infinite magic, or limiting the number of times Wallace appears!

You can even change the background music to some classic battle themes from past Dokapon games, for that little extra kick of nostalgia!

What would a remaster be, after all, without that certain “je ne sais quoi” that gives this series its edge?

Watch a new trailer below. View a new set of screenshots at the gallery.

PC Announce Trailer

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#DOKAPON! Sword of Fury #DOKAPON: Sword of Fury #DOKAPON #Sting #RPG #Gematsu #Youtube

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mariacallous · 4 months ago

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As tempers flared last month during Ukrainian President Volodymyr Zelenskyy’s disastrous Oval Office confrontation with US President Donald Trump and Vice-President JD Vance, Trump offered a blunt assessment of Ukraine’s limited leverage in any future negotiations with Russia. “You don’t have the cards,” he told Zelenskyy. It is a message the US leader has repeated on multiple occasions as he seeks to broker a peace deal and end the Russian invasion of Ukraine.

Trump’s logic is easy enough to understand. After all, Ukraine is currently locked into a brutal war of attrition against a far larger and wealthier enemy. For over a year, the Russian army has been slowly but steadily advancing as Ukraine struggles to address mounting troop shortages and encounters regular issues with the flow of military assistance from the country’s Western allies. If this continues, most observers believe Moscow’s overwhelming advantages in terms of manpower, firepower, and funding make eventual Russian victory virtually inevitable.

The Ukrainians are acutely aware that the odds are stacked against them. However, they also understand that Russia’s invasion represents an existential threat to their nation. This helps to explain the remarkable resilience displayed by Ukraine’s army and Ukrainian society as a whole. Faced with a fight for survival against a military superpower, Ukrainians recognize that they cannot realistically expect to match Russia in terms of conventional military strength. Instead, their country’s trump card in this uneven struggle is the innovative and rapidly expanding Ukrainian defense tech sector.

Since the start of Russia’s full-scale invasion just over three years ago, an improvised industry of defense tech startups has mushroomed in garages, workshops, and warehouses across Ukraine. This trend has benefited from the country’s vibrant prewar IT industry, with many existing IT businesses and tech entrepreneurs switching their focus in 2022 to support the Ukrainian army.

This has led to dramatic increases in the domestic production of key items such as surveillance and attack drones, with Ukrainian developers engaged in a relentless daily race to stay ahead of their Russian adversaries. Hundreds of Ukrainian companies are now engaged in drone manufacturing, compared to a mere handful in 2021. The Ukrainian government recently unveiled plans to purchase around 4.5 million first person view drones in 2025, more than doubling last year’s number. This is enhancing Ukraine’s reputation as a global defense tech hub and boosting the country’s efforts to reduce its reliance on military aid from the West.

Ukrainian drones are playing a key role in transforming the modern battlefield and are now responsible for around two-thirds of Russian losses, according to a recent report by the Royal United Services Institute. Ukraine’s progress has been so groundbreaking that leading Western defense companies are increasingly looking to learn from the country. For example, Silicon Valley companies are tapping into the know-how of Ukrainian drone makers, the Wall Street Journal reports.

The impact of Ukraine’s defense tech prowess is perhaps most evident in the Black Sea. At the outset of Russia’s full-scale invasion, Ukraine’s navy was virtually nonexistent, while the dominance of the Russian Black Sea Fleet was taken for granted. Three years on, Ukraine has successfully leveraged low-cost, high-impact naval drones to offset Russia’s initial advantages and break the blockade of the country’s Black Sea ports.

Ukraine’s maritime drones have repeatedly proved their effectiveness, sinking or damaging numerous Russian warships and forcing Putin to withdraw the bulk of his fleet from Crimea to the safety of Russia itself. Despite the distances involved, Ukrainian naval drones are able to pose a threat to Russian shipping far from Crimea. In summer 2023, Ukraine launched a long-range drone attack that reportedly damaged a warship close the Russian Black Sea port of Novorossiysk, around six hundred kilometers from the nearest Ukrainian naval bases in the Odesa region.

Ukraine’s naval drone fleet continues to evolve at a rapid pace. In recent months, a new model equipped with missiles reportedly shot down a Russian helicopter over the Black Sea. Marine drones have also been developed as launch craft for aerial drones. Ukrainian officials claim these “miniature aircraft carriers” have already been used to hit Russian military targets in occupied Crimea and southern Ukraine. Looking ahead, the use of naval drones as platforms for aerial attacks could create opportunities for Ukraine to bypass Russian front line defenses and launch strikes from unexpected angles.

As Ukraine enters a fourth year of full-scale war against one of the world’s leading military powers, the need for continuous innovation on the battlefield and at sea remains critical. Ukraine’s remarkable success in the Battle for the Black Sea is an indication of what can be achieved when the Ukrainian military makes the most of the country’s innovative defense tech industry. Kyiv’s partners should take note of the key role being played by Ukrainian defense tech innovators and maximize their support for this strategically crucial sector.

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lou-struck · 2 years ago

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Lost Composure

Levi x reader

Prompt: 🤬+troll

WC: 1.4k

~ You and Levi were supposed to be having a quiet night gaming, but that all changed when you decided to go online and play against some troublesome trolls

Aside from the occasional glugs from Henry’s fish tank, the only sounds that can be heard within Levi’s neon-lined walls are the frantic mashing of buttons as the two of you play through his most recent Akuzon purchase. The video game itself is a first-person combat-based game that is remarkably similar to a game you have played a few times in the human world. You have practiced a few rounds playing against leveled NPCs to get your feet wet.

Just as you take down the last opponent, The screen flashes the word “Victory’ in bold green letters before taking the two of you to the statistics page.

Out of the two of you, Levi had definitely been carrying the last three or four matches. At the same time, you had been distracted exploring each room on the virtual yacht, trying to shoot arrows into the decorative pineapples in the kitchen and only really attacking enemies when they interrupted your leisurely exploring.

“Woah, look at the streak.” Levi beams, catching his breath. “Can you believe those were the hardest bots MC?”

You nod semi-confidently, but in truth, you can believe it. Levi has years and years and years of experience, but you do not; if it weren’t for him protecting you as well as he did, you might’ve not made it through the round with the stats you have. “That’s crazy. Do you want to go again?” There are other maps we haven’t gotten to check out yet.”

“That would be good.” his topaz eyes shimmer at your suggestion. But he looks like there is something else he has in mind. “Hey, do you think maybe we could go online and play against some Normies? Uhhh, If you don’t want to, it’s fine; I was just thinking that since we are togeth~”

You interrupt his shy ramblings with a little giggle and place your hand on his, “I think that would be a great idea, Levi; with you on my team, I think we can take anyone on” The little spark from your skin on skin contact turns his fair skin beet red, combined with your sweet words, he looks so flustered it looks as if steam is about to come out of his ears.

“T-then, let’s log on.” he stutters, reaching for the little basket of gaming accessories and pulling out two headsets. He unravels the cords shakily and gives you the much nicer one as if it were second nature.

“Spoiling me already,” you tease, taking the headset and placing it around your neck.

“It’s not that,” he murmurs, “it’s just that as a demon, I have better hearing than you do, so it’s only fair.” it’s a pathetic excuse, and you know it, but it’s the only thing he can think of to not make himself sound like a total normie in front of you.

“It’s only fair?” you repeat, giving him a pretend look of hurt.

It’s super effective!

“Ahhh, fine, it’s because this one looks way cuter on you.” he flushes, covering his face with his hands, “You make it so hard to concentrate sometimes.”

“We’ve got this, Levi.” you encourage as he enters your usernames into the online lobby.

Within seconds, the lobby fills with players, and the countdown to your match has started.

“Wow, I can’t believe this game is so popular.” you murmur, “Look at how many demons are online.”

“Isn’t it crazy?” he grins, “This game only launched a week ago; even I had trouble getting a copy of it before it sold out online.” The countdown on the screen turns a bright Crimson color as the last few numbers flash before your eyes.

5…

4…

3…

2…

1…

“Are you ready, Mc,” he asks. “I have no idea what kind of Demons we will be up against.”

You nod, chewing on your inner cheek in thought. “Should we start out on mute, then?”

A giddy smile takes over his features, and his eyes are about to stream sentimental tears down his face. “You know me so well; I never want to socialize with strangers.”

“Gotcha, so we are muted.” You giggle, slipping on your headphones. The thick padding covers your ears completely, but you are still able to hear Levi next to you.

Dozens of voices fill your ears as the match starts up.

The most notable voices seem to be coming from three demons on the opposite team.

“Let’s gooooo~” one screeches into the mic, the obnoxiously shrill sound bouncing directly into your poor eardrums.

It may be a Devildom cultural thing you have not witnessed yet, but the initial screech is answered by two nearly identical ones that, had you not turned down the volume of your headset, would’ve rattled your very brain.

“Tsk, these kinds of players are so obnoxious,” Levi grumbles, pulling his headset off his ears a bit. “They don’t have to yell every time they go live.”

As the match progresses, the screeching trio ends up hitting your team down player by player until only the three of them and you two remain.

Your character is off searching for a weapon upgrade in an abandoned convenience store when suddenly your controller starts to vibrate uncontrollably, little red slashes of damage cut across your side of the screen. You’re taking too much damage.

“Oh shoot, Levi, they got me.” you gasp as your little screen darkens. Your avatar crumples to the ground as your assailant walks over you and begins to jump on you quite obnoxiously.

“M-Sheep7 is down,” one of the demons cheers into the chat. “That was too easy.”

“It’s not fun playing with Noobs.” the other sneers into the microphone. “We need some real competition if we want to rank up faster.”

‘Get better, ya ugly Sheep.” The third cackles immaturely, earning wheezing laughter from their friends. It’s definitely just like the games back home,

Something hits you in your back as you listen to your competitors’ harmless albeit annoying taunts. Turning around, you see that Levi, in his annoyance, had shifted into his demon form. His jaw is clenched, and his tail flicks to and fro as he moves his controller at an inhuman speed.

“I have been given strength to avenge My Henry,” he growls to you before turning on his mic. “You three Normies don’t know what’s coming.”

“The Hell are ya talkin about Leviachan?” one laughs over the mic.

“Yea,” the other says through static, “It’s three against one.”

“What a loser; he probably is just playing by himself in his room like a pathetic shut-in.”

Ouch, it’s one thing when Levi says those kinds of things about himself, but for these three to say it crosses a line. You wince and reach for your mic to tell them off, but Levi nudges you and shakes his head.

“Not now, MC,” he says, covering his mic and puffing out his chest boldly. “I may not be able to stand up for myself IRL, but this is my territory.”

Between the predatory movements of his player and the death grip Levi has on his controller, it is getting harder and harder to decide what to watch.

Until you hear your online assailants gasp and cry when Levi finds them on the map. Eliminating the first two as if they were the NPCs, you played on easy mode.

“Leviachan! Stop it, Stop it, Stop it.” The ringleader yells childishly as they try to run away from their impending massacre. “My stats! I haven’t lost yet, and I need this dub for my stats.”

“Maybe you should’ve thought about that before going after My Henry.” Levi Laughs semi-psychotically, going in for the finishing blow.

“Wha? Who’s Henry?” the player stammers as their Icon meets its end.

Unable to just be a bystander any longer, you lean in close to Levi’s mic, “It’s me Bitch,” you giggle, wrapping your arms around the purple-haired demon’s neck as the trumpets of victory sound from the monitor,

You Have Won.

“Mc! Mc! Look, I got them all,” he beams as the mic’s on the other end shut off and the other player’s icons disappear from the lobby. “That was fun. Can we play again?”

You lean up and give him a well-deserved kiss on the cheek before settling back into your chair. “Absolutely,” you say as a competitive fire sparks to life in your heart, “Just wait; next round, I’ll be the one to carry.”

#obey me nightbringer #obey me shall we date #Levi x reader #leviathan x reader #leviathan x mc #obey me #obey me leviathan #leviathan x y/n #leviathan x you #x reader

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hineini · 2 months ago

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He was happily shocked

I went to Donut Monster not too long ago, half to be active according to the fantastic weather and half due to my desire to maintain a certain tradition I've had since I started wordling long ago: invest in dessert to celebrate any times I'm able to start the game by making my inaugural effort my only one. Other than saying my eyes went directly to our second-to-last letter when I sat down at my computer to play hours ago I don't think I have a decent rationale to explain my decision to start by putting yeast to the virtual paper; God knows I wasn't exactly thinking about investing in delicious dessert during my transition away from bed.

As I was waiting in line to finance my early dessert and scanning available options I had since it was late enough a number of flavours were completely sold out, a gentleman near me started to muse about any potential problem they could cause later; me being me I had it easy joking while being genuine that they were best purchased on a biweekly to monthly basis due to how sweetly addictive they are. He retorted that his concern was linked to allergies; obviously didn't have it hard making sure he knew it's mostly the staff who facilitate food coming out rather than making us dietarily queer folk do it, making it a safe space for anyone vegan like me and anyone who had certain kinds of allergies. He was pretty shocked to learn that lesson and asked a staff member for reassurance. Did they have it hard indicating that anything that doesn't involve animal participation during its creation will have vegan appear at the bottom left corner of the flavour name tag? No, it should go without saying they didn't.

Something very much tells me he will feel able to return with the young boy who was standing to his right without regard to his exact allergy experience, something I suspect is linked to egg and/or dairy, may they savour every delectable bite of safe dessert they purchase through that magical, safe spot situated inside my neighbourhood.

#coming out #queer #vegan

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fandom-gt · 1 year ago

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COMMISSION TYPE: Full Page + 2 Add-ons

PRICE: 95

FANDOM: MCU

CHARACTERS: Peter Parker, Pepper Potts

REQUESTED SUMMARY: ”Set in a version of the MCU where shrunken people are viewed as objects, a version of Peter Parker who just began his freshman year college of shrinks and is bought by Pepper Potts. Unaware that the tiny she bought is actually her husband's protégé or even sentient, she treats him like a mint and pops him into her mouth. After sucking on and licking him thoroughly, she spits him out and puts him away for her to use again later.”

WARNINGS: Unaware-ish, Soft Vore

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Pepper Potts has a problem. That problem is called ‘Tony Stark’, but that’s actually not the problem she’s addressing today, exactly. Her secondary problem as a result of Problem Number One is actually something easier to comprehend and more universally known: stress. Not many people know this, but in her early twenties, Pepper used to smoke. Of course, after deep research about all the health concerns and the way it actually negatively impacts stress response, she quit the habit - but it was still a long time before she discovered a replacement habit equally soothing but with virtually no known side effects.

Tiny Mints. She’d been skeptical, at first, of both their efficacy and their use, but as time wore on and advertising became more prominent, Pepper found herself worn down to the potential appeal of them. Little oral fixation fixers, with no carcinogens, no nasty chemicals, nothing unnatural. Something she could pop in her mouth and play with, something that released a soothing dopamine fix throughout her day to help her cope with her stress.

Eventually, she was sold. She went to a little bodega near Stark tower, smiled politely at the cashier, and made her purchase. Really, nobody could blame her for not knowing better.

Peter Parker is used to being a nuisance to really rich, really weird people. Generally, the more rich and more weird they are, the more they tend to want to do bad things to non-rich people. Being the friendly neighborhood Spider-Man tends to make you a lot of enemies, and a lot of those enemies happen to be scientists messing around with really weird technology.

All of this to say, maybe part of him should have been more prepared for the disconcerting flash of blinding light that assaulted his senses — more prepared, at least, than the split-second premonition of something really bad about to happen, at a time far too late do actually do anything about it. One minute he’s in an alleyway outside of a research and tech institution, the next he’s flat on his back, groaning his way back into consciousness.

It’s dark. That’s the first thing he realizes, because he has to double-check he actually opened his eyes. Not a single speck of light filters through. The second thing he realizes is that someone stole his suit, and they’ve left him completely naked on a metal slab that isn’t… actually as cold as it should be. That should probably be some kind of ominous sign, but he won’t connect those dots for another few seconds.

He’s held firmly in place not by any kind of fastenings, but by metal walls that seem perfectly contorted to frame his body in a kind of person-shape, so resoundingly strong that even his enhanced durability and strength don’t seem to do absolutely anything against them no matter how hard he shoves. And he does shove, and writhe, and squirm, for several minutes — until his ears prick beneath a sudden new sensation.

Deep, deep rumbling. A distant, droning cadence almost too low for him to fully comprehend, but there’s a rhythmic lilt and pattern that lets his clever mind identify it as some kind of speech. Bassy, booming, but definitely speech. The more he strains, the more he can almost understand what it’s saying.

He never really gets the chance. Very abruptly, gravity shifts. He’s held in place by the metal walls, but he can feel the wooshing of g-force like he’s swinging from a web. Thrust from side to side, then down a little, and then a very, very swift climb. The walls around him creek and groan, and then light pierces the very edge of his vision, yawning wider, blinding, the fast-forward dawning of the rising sun that he squints and blinks his way through.

It isn’t the sun. It’s the too-white artificial ceiling light of a business-grade bulb, and it’s blotted out rather suddenly by- by…

He’s never felt his stomach sink so low, so fast. Never felt the kind of swooping, instinctive fear as he feels right then, staring up at what is undeniably a person’s face, except that it’s dozens of feet tall, bigger than a house, bigger than that Ant Guy was that one time at that airport in Germany. A second after his brain allows him to register that, he has a second epiphany — he knows that face. He’s seen her before.

Relief floods in hot on the heels of his terror. This is Pepper, this is Mr. Stark’s assistant, and if it’s her looking down at him, it means he’s probably safe. It means that she found him somehow, and she’s going to take him to Mr. Stark. If anybody can fix whatever happened to him, it’s Tony. That’s why Peter’s not immediately all that concerned when perfectly manicured fingernails the size of city busses swoop in, encroaching on his personal space, seizing him from his person-shaped indent in his specialty mint tin.

Yes, okay, maybe it would have been better for her to just talk to him in his safe little container instead of squeezing him with her giant fingers, lifting him a mile over the ground, and raising him up before her face, but he can’t exactly blame her. This is fine. It’s probably fine.

Except, what’s not fine is the closer he gets to her face, the more he realizes there isn’t a scrap of recognition in it. There’s something distant, absent, and uninterested in the features he can see from this low angle, and she’s bringing him awfully close for this conversation.

And then she parts her lips. And she steers him not toward her ears, but toward the wide, dark opening between the perfectly painted lipstick, toward the straight white teeth behind them, toward the delicate strings of saliva that hang down from the roof of her mouth. That’s when he starts to struggle against her fingers, that’s when he nearly pisses himself, because despite the unbelievable, unparalleled denial that this could possibly be happening, it is. Pepper is guiding him unstoppably ever-forward toward her open mouth, and she’s going to put him inside it.

“No- wait- please, please, Mrs. Stark, please don’t eat me, please don’t eat me, it’s Peter, it’s Peter-!!” His voice rises, gaining pitch and volume until he’s screaming as loud as his strained lungs will allow. It does no good. He’s simply too small, and the only thing Pepper hears is the faintest, nearly-inaudible squeaking. Her perfect, petite fingers drop him. He falls two or three feet, and he lands face-first on the soft, hot, wet surface of her tongue. He grips onto it, scrambling up and around, doing his very best to bolt toward the light — but the light is disappearing.

It’s only thanks to his powers that he manages to hold his footing on her rising tongue, that he manages to ascended the steep hill at a run, trying his best to aim for the narrowing gap as Pepper’s teeth close and then, behind them, her lips seal. He has one crushing moment of defeat finding himself trapped in the dark, and then the chaos begins.

The flesh tongue underneath him slams him up to the roof of her mouth. His back hits the unrelenting flesh hard, and then the tongue underneath him begins to writhe, a never-ending assault, a muscular tidal wave of seeking, searching, soft taste buds that curiously explore his entire body. Tasting him. She’s tasting him.

After a few seconds of plush, almost-gentle exploration, her tongue slides back until the harder, firmer tip of it is pushing against his face, his mouth, his chest, in between his legs. No longer tasting, now playing. Enjoying the feel and the shape of him, rolling over his body, alternately smothering him and drowning him in saliva. Peter’s strong, but his forceful pushing at the unrelenting muscle only buys him meager pockets of breathing room. What’s worse, she seems to enjoy it, the stimulation of his movement, because her tongue begins to pointedly prod at the places that get the most reaction out of him — his face, his crotch.

Eventually, after excruciating minutes of this, she seems to get bored. Her tongue lowers, and he drops with it. It shifts, throwing him a few feet back — and through the dim light, from this angle, he can just make out the back of her throat. The pit, the empty bottomless drop, and he knows with an ache in his chest that she might actually swallow him. There’d be almost nothing he could do about it, if she took a drink of water he’d probably barely be able to survive the flood, and he’d be swept down that gullet into her enormous stomach. She could eat him.

But she doesn’t. Instead, her tongue shifts suddenly to the side, bucking him like a bronco. He’s thrown against her closed molars, ground against unrelenting enamel, each tooth easily three times his size. Without parting her lips, her molars separate, and Peter finds himself thrust between them on his back again. And then they press down, almost gently, until he’s perfectly caught between them.

It occurs to him then, what would be even worse than being swallowed whole — being chewed. But Pepper doesn’t do that, either. She just holds him there, absently increasing and reducing the pressure, playing with the resistance he brings her back teeth. Ten minutes later, her teeth part and her tongue glides over again, sweeping him absently underneath her tongue, pulling his entire body in and down until he’s tucked beneath it in a pool of her saliva. She holds him there safely while she swallows, and the forceful suction of it sweeps away all the sticky spit that had been pooling around him, soaking him.

Apparently, she doesn’t mean to swallow him. Apparently, she’d wanted to secure him absently in that space to clear her mouth, so she could then dig him back out with the tip of her tongue, slam him back against the roof of her mouth again, and begin to suck. It’s a constant, vacuous force, pulling at him, pulling everything from him, stealing his energy and his sweat and his everything, but always with the resistance of her tongue pinning him in place to fight against it.

Peter spends nearly two hours in her mouth like this, his landscape constantly changing, her tongue always nudging and playing with him — until finally, her lips part again. Light floods into his cavern, her tongue flattens out, and he lay exhausted on the flat surface of it while her pretty french manicure encroaches to capture his tiny body again.

He can’t even bring himself to protest when she lowers him absently back into his little metal container without even looking, and closes the lid.

She’ll suck on him again later. He made for a perfect fix.

#mcu #giantess #pepper potts #peter parker #pepper/peter #unaware #commission

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vividomakeup · 4 months ago

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What Happens In Vegas, Stays In Vegas (Part 2)

Part 2 of multipart series

Summary: It’s been a few hours since you and Grayson first met at the brunch session. You were planning on going to WWE world and meeting other WWE superstars. But when you happen to saw Grayson again, you decided to kill two birds with one stone

Characters:

Main: OFC, Grayson Waller

Additional: Austin Theory

Warnings: None, Fluff

I just wrapped up my WrestleMania brunch session with Mickie, Austin, and Grayson. After I gave Grayson my phone number, he apparently kept the piece of paper with my number written down and kept it in one of his Jean pockets.

I then took a look at the other WrestleMania events back at the hotel. I realized I have lots of downtime for the day remaining. Turns out there is another event called WWE world where a lot of WWE superstars are attending for meet and greet sessions.

I then I purchased a last minute ticket for me to attend WWE world and the opportunity to meet other WWE superstars and take photos with them.

With my makeup still on, I just switched over to something more casual, grabbed my things, and started heading over to WWE World.

Upon arriving and scanning my ticket, I took a tour around and was able to take lots of fun photos for my Instagram post and stories. The lines were obnoxiously long for a bunch of the WWE superstar meet and greets. But I managed to strategize on prioritizing my order of picks for meeting WWE superstars.

I then took lots of photos with a bunch of WWE superstars such as Rhea Ripley, Charlotte Flair, Alexa Bliss, CM Punk, Iyo Sky, Jey Uso, Lita, Nikki Bella, Tiffany Stratton, and Zelina Vega. As well as some familiar faces such as Seth Rollins, Bianca Belair, and Liv Morgan after showing them all of the Cameo videos and virtual meet and greets they all did for me.

Then I managed to see Grayson again which happens to be a coincidence. But I again have to play it cool, especially a lot more WWE Superstars are there as well.

Grayson was with his bud Austin Theory, someone who was my past love interest but became very complicated to say the least.

Just I was heading to the direction where Grayson was at, I accidentally bumped into Austin because I was walking while on my phone simultaneously.

When we both bump into each other, he then recognized who I was moments later. I then took the time to apologize to him for all of the bad things I did to make him uncomfortable and led him to block me on Instagram. Hoping to repair the broken bonds and make things right between us. Hoping for some good closure.

“Listen, I just wanna sincerely apologize for everything I done to make you uncomfortable.”

“It’s okay, I appreciate for you apologizing though.” - Austin

“Thanks, it was stupid of me that I made things super complicated for the both of us. My mind was not in a good mental state at the time all of this happened.”

“No worries, I totally understand.” - Austin

“Can you please forgive me so we can ends this on good terms?”

“Sure, apology accepted.” - Austin

“So we’re good?”

“Yeah” - Austin

Me and Austin both gave each other a hug and we finally got good closure from all of this drama and managed to put that behind us.

Then Grayson came over and said hi to me again, even though we just seen each other literally a few hours ago.

“Hey, nice to meet you agin. What you doing here?” - Grayson

“Oh just exploring around but mainly meeting other WWE Superstars since a few of them were on my meet and greet bucket list.”

“Nice! How was it?” - Grayson

“It was pretty nice actually! I got to meet some familiar faces since they only knew me virtually prior. So it was great to finally meet them in person.”

“Awesome! I’m glad you liked it!” - Grayson

“Yeah, I’m enjoying Vegas so far and can’t wait for WrestleMania!”

“Well if you’re not doing anything tonight, would you like to be my date for the 2025 Hall of Fame ceremony tonight?” - Grayson

“Are you serious?”

“Yeah, I was hoping to bring a plus one with me for tonight.” - Grayson

“But I didn’t bring an evening gown with me because I thought I wasn’t planning on attending the Hall of Fame originally. Plus I don’t have one anyways.”

“Don’t worry, I got you one already.” - Grayson.

Grayson then walked me over to his rental car to gift me the dress he got for me. It turns out it was the exact same one Gigi Hadid wore at the 2018 Met Gala. I was stunned on how gorgeous this gown was seeing it in real life before my own eyes.

“Oh my god Grayson, this is gorgeous! How on earth did you get this?!?!”

“Don’t worry about it. I got my ways.” - Grayson

“But is this gonna fit?”

“Don’t worry, I found it in your size so you should be able to fit in it.” - Grayson

“Okay, well I’ll be honored to be your date then.”

“Awesome! I’ll pick you up at the hotel tonight.” - Grayson

#grayson waller #wwe #wwe wrestlemania #wrestlemania #wwe fanfiction

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lolatrait · 4 months ago

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BUILD A CITY CHALLENGE LITE for THE SIMS 4

have you ever wanted to create a bustling community from virtually nothing and see your sims thrive? inspired by various BACC challenges made for the sims 2 & the recent release of businesses & hobbies, i decided to rewrite the beloved challenge to suit my needs and share it with you all!

READ: here (under the cut) OR google docs

WARNING: long read!

INTRODUCTIONS

The Build a City Challenge has existed in the Sims community since The Sims 2. It prompts you as a player to build up a bustling city starting from virtually nothing. If you like rotational gameplay, managing businesses in The Sims and playing rags to riches, this challenge might be for you!

This is a lighter, less complicated approach to the challenge (hence the lite in the title). It doesn’t require you to calculate taxes for your sims or grind your sims’ skills, careers or aspirations to unlock new things. If you’re interested in that kind of gameplay though, these rules for The Sims 4 should satisfy you! You can also get inspired from rulesets made for The Sims 2, such as these: x, x, x.

Please also remember that this is my personal ruleset and you’re welcome to change anything and everything to your heart’s desire!

NOTES BEFORE PLAYING

This challenge heavily relies on retail gameplay, as every Sim you’re starting out with will be owning their own business, thus making this challenge not base game compatible. You will need either Get to Work or Businesses & Hobbies to play (the latter being preferable, as you can start a business from your home lot AND it doesn’t have to be strictly retail). If you’re able to play with mods, I recommend checking out Saleabration Retail System by Ravasheen, which makes it possible to run a store without either of those packs.

RECOMMENDED MODS/DOWNLOADS

Empty Save File by midnitetech (makes the set-up process a breeze)

Venue Changes by zerbu (enables you to build a highschool in any world (make sure to download the High School Years add-on)

No Romantic Satisfaction by lumpinou (rotational gameplay causes the romantic satisfaction to decay overtime in all households you’re currently not playing, so I prefer to turn the whole system off all together)

RESTRICTIONS

At the beginning of the gameplay I like to make it a lot harder for myself than it needs to be. That’s why I choose to play with the Simple Living and Off-The-Grid lot challenges, which later on you can get rid of through gameplay! You can also choose to play with them forever or never play with them. It’s completely up to you!

I also don’t allow myself to Hire Services, such as Maid, Gardener, Repairperson, Babysitter etc., as well as Ordering Delivery. You can also unlock these through gameplay, or choose to omit the restrictions all together.

No purchasing items on the phone/computer as well!

Sims can only Try For Baby when they want to Woohoo before the Doctor role is unlocked.

There’s no daycare/babysitter before the Daycare is actually built, so at least 1 parent has to stay with the baby at all times.

GETTING STARTED

Pick any world you want to build the city in. If you want to stick with only one world throughout the whole challenge, I recommend Windenburg since it’s the largest. You can also ‘merge’ multiple worlds into one (for example Willow Creek and Newcrest) and pretend it’s one big city. There’s no limit to how many worlds you can merge together.

If you can’t download the Empty Save File, bulldoze every lot and delete every sim that lives in that world, and preferably your whole savefile.

Roll a number between 2-8 (I like using the random number generator by typing ‘rng’ into Google). This is the number of your starter Sims/founders.

I personally like for my Sims to have roles in the town, and have written them in order of importance to my own taste:

Mayor - without this Sim the town wouldn’t exist. They work in the POLITICS career [City Living] & make sure the residents of the town have everything they need to live good lives. Or they cause absolute chaos and dismay, it’s all up to you! The Mayor owns the TOWN HALL building, which you can run in any way you like (I personally host Charisma Skill Classes & invite “important” Sims over for Important Political Meetings. Or whatever real politicians actually do). If you own Eco Lifestyle, the NAP gameplay comes in handy here! You can pretend the NAPs are your Mayor’s personal plans for the town & you can campaign by asking other residents to vote for them.

Farmer - they grow produce & tend farm animals [Cottage Living], thus providing the community with fresh ingredients. The Farmer owns the GROCERY STORE, in which they sell fruits, vegetables and animal products. It’s quite difficult to run a functioning grocery store in The Sims 4, because of the inability to sell majority of Cottage Living products (such as flour and meat), so I recommend either turning off the Simple Living Lot Challenge as soon as the Grocery Store you build is up to your standard, or downloading the Grocery Store Set by Severinka_ (TSR warning), which makes running the store a little more bearable. Once the Grocery Store is set up and you have at least one non-household employee, the Grocery Store Delivery Service is unlocked!

Handyperson - they work in the HANDYPERSON career [For Rent], as well as UPGRADE all appliances in all residents’ houses with Fuel Cell/Add H2O Siphoner upgrades. Once 10 houses are upgraded, you can turn off the Off-the-Grid lot challenge forever! You unlocked permanent electricity! The Handyperson also unlocks the Repair Service. They don’t have to own a business, but they can host Handiness Skill Classes, for example.

Furniture Store Owner - they own a FURNITURE STORE, which provides Sims with new furniture. Sims don’t necessarily need to buy the furniture from this store to furnish their own house with, but the store needs to at least carry a type of furniture for Sims to buy it for their own house (for example, if the store doesn’t sell beds, Sims can’t buy a new bed for themselves; if the store does sell beds, Sims can buy any bed from the Build/Buy catalogue to furnish their house with).

General Store Owner - they own a GENERAL STORE, which sells alarms, umbrella stands, decoration boxes, entertainment objects, even computers, TV’s and other electronics. Having this store open unlocks the Order ability available on the Computer, as well as the Purchase Gifts interaction on the phone.

Scientist - works in the SCIENTIST career [Get to Work]. Unlocks the ability to have Science Babies, can own a business where they host Logic/Rocket Science/Robotics Skill Classes, can sell Telescopes, Microscopes, Robotics Workstations, Chess Tables etc.

Doctor - works in the DOCTOR career [Get to Work]. Unlocks being able to purchase medicine & the ability to Woohoo. They can own a Business where they sell medicine.

Police - works in the DETECTIVE career [Get to Work]. Unlocks the Police Link Security Upgrade on the burglar alarm, as well as the ability to call the police with the burglar present on the lot.

You can omit any roles you deem unnecessary, merge roles together, as well as create new ones to fit your playstyle.

I like to create every role in a separate household, and randomize their traits, preferences and turn ons/offs. I also use the random number generator to determine things such as:

AGE GROUP (numbers 1-3)

1 = young adult

2 = adult

3 = elder

GENDER PREFERENCE (numbers 1-4)

1 = attracted to female sims

2 = attracted to male sims

3 = attracted to both

4 = attracted to neither

OCCULT STATUS (numbers 1-5)

1-4 = human sim

5 = occult

OCCULT TYPE (numbers 1-5)

1 = alien

2 = vampire

3 = merfolk

4 = spellcaster

5 = werewolf

Of course none of these randomizations are necessary, but it’s nice to start out with a variety of Sims!

Once you have your founders created, move them to their empty home lots, build their houses and/or businesses, and start playing!

I also recommend adding at least one community lot, such as the park, so your sims have something to do other than run their businesses all day.

ROTATIONAL GAMEPLAY

To play rotationally, you need to make sure you have the following settings enabled, found in GAME OPTIONS → GAMEPLAY:

Auto Age (Played Households): Only Active Household

Auto Age (Unplayed Households): Off (or On, if you prefer townies to age faster than your sims)

Animal Aging: Off (there’s a bug where farm animals keep aging (and dying) while you’re not playing with the family that owns them, so I just prefer to turn their aging off all together)

Neighbourhood Stories: Off

Then, play every single one of your households for the same amount of time, to keep their ages in sync. For example, start with household one, play with them for 7 days (Sunday 8 am - Sunday 8 am next week) and then switch over to household two, and repeat that process until you’ve played with every household for the rotation! The rotation ends when every single household has been played through.

GROWING THE COMMUNITY

Obviously, starting with 2-8 sims isn’t a lot when we’re trying to build a city. Usually in this challenge you earn the ability to move new sims in as soon as you accomplish some goals, but because I didn’t set any, you’re welcome to move new sims in anytime!

If you don’t want to create new sims, growing the community through marriage and making children is obviously fine too. You can also create Servos, if you want!

The only rule I have for adding newly created sims is to include 1 new sim per rotation. So on rotation number one, after just creating our founders, you can’t add any new sims. But as soon as you’re starting on the second rotation, you can add 1 new sim and play them on the end of the rotation!

The newly created sims have to take on roles too. Once you fill all first 8 roles I’ve provided before, you can create sims such as teachers, vets, daycare / bar / restaurant owners, and whoever else you can come up with!

The roles unlock new services, too. For example, once you have a restaurant, your sims can order pizza, and when you open a daycare, sims can call for a babysitter!

ENDING NOTES

If you have any questions, don’t be afraid to reach out to me either under this post, or in my askbox! Also, I’d love to see everyone’s towns grow, so feel free to post them on tumblr with the tag #ts4 baccl!

Thank you so much for reading :)

#simblr #ts4 #ts4 gameplay #ts4 simblr #ts4 challenge #ts4 bacc #ts4 baccl #new simblr

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floorencetileca · 4 months ago

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The Rise of Porcelain Tiles: Luxury and Innovation for Modern Spaces

In the world of interior design and home renovations, porcelain tiles have established themselves as a staple in both residential and commercial spaces. Their durability, versatility, and aesthetic appeal make them a preferred choice for homeowners, designers, and contractors. From sleek porcelain slabs to intricate mosaics, the options available today cater to a wide range of tastes and design visions. This article explores VR Tile Design the growing popularity of porcelain tiles, including luxury options like European tiles in Toronto, and how businesses are embracing modern innovations such as VR tile design and custom tile solutions.

Understanding Porcelain Tiles

Porcelain tiles are made from dense clay that is fired at a higher temperature than regular ceramic tiles, giving them exceptional strength and low water absorption. This makes them perfect for high-traffic areas and spaces exposed to moisture, such as kitchens and bathrooms. With advancements in tile manufacturing, porcelain is available in a variety of sizes, finishes, and colors, providing endless design possibilities.

Benefits of Porcelain Tiles:

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The Popularity of Large Porcelain Slabs

Large porcelain slabs are a growing trend in the tile industry. These oversized tiles, which can range from 24”x48” to 10’x5’, offer a sleek, contemporary look with fewer grout lines, creating a seamless appearance. These slabs are often used in spaces like feature walls, floors, countertops, and even outdoor areas.

Advantages of Large Porcelain Slabs:

Modern Aesthetic: The clean, expansive surfaces of large slabs contribute to a minimalist, high-end look that is favored in luxury design.

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As consumers seek luxury tile options in Toronto, large porcelain slabs have become a key component of upscale interior designs, appealing to those who want to combine elegance and functionality.

Exploring Luxury Tiles in Toronto

Toronto is a hub for design innovation, and the demand for luxury porcelain tiles has increased substantially in recent years. The rise of European tiles in the Toronto market is a direct reflection of this trend. European tiles are known for their impeccable craftsmanship, unique designs, and innovative production methods.

Luxury tiles in Toronto include a wide range of styles, from bold geometric patterns to soft, natural stone looks. Many homeowners are opting for high-end tile showrooms that offer customized tile options, allowing them to create designs that suit their specific tastes and the architectural style of their home.

Key Features of Luxury Tiles:

Exclusive Designs: Luxury tiles often feature unique patterns, textures, and finishes that are not found in mass-produced options.

Premium Materials: These tiles are made from the highest quality porcelain, ensuring long-lasting beauty and performance.

Customization: With options like custom tile solutions, homeowners can create designs that reflect their personal style and meet their specific needs.

VR Tile Design: The Future of Tile Shopping

The introduction of VR tile design is transforming the way consumers select and visualize tiles. Using virtual reality technology, customers can now see how different tiles will look in their spaces before making a purchase. This innovative approach is particularly beneficial for those selecting large porcelain slabs, as it allows them to view the tile patterns, sizes, and layouts in a virtual environment.

Benefits of VR Tile Design:

Realistic Visualization: VR technology allows customers to see how tiles will look in their actual space, eliminating uncertainty.

Personalized Experience: Users can experiment with different tile designs and configurations, allowing for more informed decision-making.

Enhanced Shopping Experience: The ability to visualize designs in 3D enhances customer satisfaction and reduces the likelihood of buyer’s remorse.

Tile businesses are increasingly incorporating VR technology into their showrooms, offering an immersive experience that helps customers make confident choices.

Custom Tile Solutions: Tailored for Your Space

Another growing trend in the tile industry is custom tile solutions. Many tile stores now offer bespoke services, where customers can work directly with designers to create tiles that match their vision. Whether it's a unique color, texture, or pattern, custom tiles allow for a completely personalized design.

Advantages of Custom Tile Solutions:

Bespoke Designs: Custom tiles are made to fit the exact specifications of your space, ensuring a perfect match with your decor.

Unique Aesthetic: You won’t find the same tile anywhere else, giving your space a one-of-a-kind feel.

Quality Control: With custom tiles, you can ensure the highest quality materials and craftsmanship, giving your home a premium finish.

Whether for a kitchen backsplash or a luxurious bathroom floor, custom tile solutions allow you to elevate your space with distinctive designs that reflect your personal style.

Modern Mosaics: Adding a Touch of Art to Your Space

Modern mosaics are making a comeback in contemporary design. These tiles, often made from porcelain or glass, are arranged in intricate patterns to create a visually striking effect. Mosaics are highly versatile and can be used for everything from feature walls to accent pieces in bathrooms and kitchens.

Benefits of Modern Mosaics:

Versatile: Mosaics can be used in any area, from floors and walls to backsplashes and even ceilings.

Artistic Design: The variety of shapes, colors, and materials allows for creative and personalized design choices.

Timeless Appeal: Despite being a traditional design element, mosaics continue to offer a timeless charm that works well in modern settings.

The combination of luxury porcelain and modern mosaic design has become a favored choice for those looking to add both elegance and artistic flair to their interiors.

Finding the Right Tile Shop and Showroom

When it comes to purchasing porcelain tiles, finding the right tile shop and tile showroom is crucial. A reputable tile store will offer a wide range of options, from European tiles to custom solutions. They should also provide expert advice on choosing the right tiles for your space, installation tips, and maintenance recommendations.

Things to Look for in a Tile Shop:

Wide Selection: A diverse inventory allows you to explore different styles, materials, and sizes.

Expert Guidance: Knowledgeable staff can help you choose the right tiles and provide design advice.

Quality Assurance: Look for stores that offer high-quality, durable tiles and a strong reputation for customer service.

Many of the best tile showrooms in Toronto also offer the latest innovations, such as VR tile design and custom tile solutions, helping you make more informed decisions.

Conclusion

The tile industry has evolved significantly, and today’s consumers have more choices than ever when it comes to selecting the perfect tiles for their spaces. Porcelain tiles, with their durability, beauty, and versatility, continue to lead the way. Whether it’s the sleek look of large porcelain slabs, the craftsmanship of European tiles in Toronto, or the innovation of VR tile design, there is no shortage of options for those looking to elevate their interiors. With custom tile solutions and modern mosaics, homeowners can truly personalize their spaces, creating environments that reflect their unique styles and preferences.

As the tile industry moves forward, the combination of advanced technology, superior craftsmanship, and creative design continues to shape the future of home and commercial interiors. The demand for luxury porcelain tiles and custom tile solutions will only grow as people seek out personalized, high-quality designs that stand the test of time.

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