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The Horror of Our Love. Chapter 5.

Co-author:@bigtimesalt8196

Character: Childe Tartaglia | Ajax.

Image: Picsart Al.

Warnings: NSFW; Ajax is older than in canon; broken time line and age line for the sake of plot; female virgin reader, incestuous relationship, family abuse, self-harm, misogyny, mentions of rape, unprotected sex, black magic, blood and flesh magic, body horror, sacrilegious, Foul Legacy Childe, breeding kink, miscarriage, marriage grooming, pregnancy, erotic lactation, murdering, abyssal soulmates, serfdom system in Snezhnaya; mention of suicide, all the characters are adults; 18+.

A rumble of thunder in the middle of the raging sea; splashes of freezing water that was irritating fresh wounds, and a strong current; cold and heat; metal screeching: the confusion of sensations was interrupted with ringing monotony of silence and vacuum of the feelings. Stunned brain devoured the body with a cocoon of disorientation, then it was enveloped by the ocean. The sinking ship created a whirlpool that dragged the bodies of the soldiers with it – resistance was futile. Alarmed fish darted in the blue-green water, bumped into the bodies, knocking out the last of the air, cutting off any escape. Ajax was lucky to survive: someone from comrades grabbed him by the collar of his uniform and managed to pull him onto the ice. 

A rapid breath – and Ajax woke up. There was a buzzing outside the window; Ajax got out of bed, opened the balcony door with stiffened fingers: the ship's mourning signal announced another loss.

Ajax felt alone in a big city. Not even grueling practice could distract him from this devouring loneliness that gaped in his heart. This grieving feeling tortured Ajax’ heart and made him do risky things: volunteering himself to the war, rushing into the column of enemies and starting a bloodbath. His fiery nature caused rumors between other troops that crippled to the higher ranks – and Ajax got promoted. His first mission, memories of which tormented him to this day, wasn't as successful as he wanted it to be. The real combat paralyzed Ajax’ mind: hunting down people was different from killing monsters and taming demons. Killing those who looked like him had put his barely surviving mind in serious danger. Ajax managed to overcome it, and depression changed to feigned carelessness.

Women of different origin tried to keep him company but he brushed them off like pesky bugs. Comrades were perplexed: how could Ajax resist the feminine charm so easily? The answer was simple yet Ajax had never spoken it out loud: he missed you. 

Ajax was writing letters but received no answers from you. What were you doing, his love? Demons kept silent as well, no matter how he tortured them. This collective mystery about you made Ajax’ heart drop: did you marry this old nasty man? Did you meet someone better than Ajax and ran away with him? He couldn't leave the army to see you: the sentence for desertion was death. Ajax was on the verge of a better future for both of you, so he had to wait a little longer to be happy with you until the end of the days. 

Skirk's guidance didn't constrain you for a long time. You were a stranger to her world of solitude, and she wanted to get rid of you as fast as possible to regain the broken privacy. Skirk was unpredictable – and you stayed alerted every second of your existence in the Abyss. 

This dimension was mysterious and cosmic. Your human brain couldn't comprehend it. You experienced something similar in grandmother's village – another distorted dimension that existed in an irrational way was toying with your primitive senses. You were everywhere and nowhere at the same time, and the time itself was different here. It was driving you insane. 

Skirk was impossible to live with: mostly she was sitting by the fireplace, still and silent; yet when you tried to sleep, she started babbling disturbing nonsense, with her voice being dry, low and her tempo fast. Her whispering summed up with heretic teaching brought you to uncontrollable, animalistic fear. 

Her face features were sharp, her body was bony and made an impression that her skin was stretched over her bare bones, with lack of organs and muscles. Skirk's eyes were big, round, and sunken with swelling around them, her eyelids retracted; her gaze was mad with its creepy alienation from the world. You could feel her always open eyes watching you from the dark. 

Skirk taught you basic magic: the ritual, the sacrifice, the clairvoyance, a couple of summoning circles, the art of archery and weapon enchantment – the rest was up to you. She despised you: for your origin, for your weakness, for your tearfulness, so Skirk took you through aggression, hatred and pain, destroying your moral convictions and burning the concept of honor out of your soul. By using her power of persuasion and intimidation she rebuilded your mind the way she wanted it to be, but it didn't help. You stayed the same, merciful, naive and confused, for what she detested you. 

Being with Skirk was torturing. She was talking about millions of violent deaths, about grief and loss, about suffering of mothers who buried their children, about laments of kids who lost their parents. You could hear her voice even with your ears covered up with your hands. Her narration brought you so much despair you wanted to get deaf. 

When she finished her duty and drained you out emotionally and physically, she sent you on the lower floors of the Abyss. There was no goodbye or a farewell word – you saw the door of darkness closing before you and the stairs building up under your feet. The time you spent with Skirt was strange, inconsistent and incomplete – just like her persona. She warned you that the story of your journey should be written by your own hand, so you started it, traveling further into despair. 

Your first stop was the small library. It didn't have much light, so you had to strain your eyes to read through the books. All of them were about the Ascension. Everyone, who had enough wisdom and knowledge, that couldn't be fit into a human flesh, were prone to ascend through torturing themselves in the Abyss by fighting countless legions, and those were called the Demi-Gods. Those could be saints, criminals, kings and peasants – it didn't matter for the Forgotten Gods who would join the title of a Demi-God. On the other hand there were Forgotten ones: Qhor'Gho, Holege, Ovalis, Zum Ois and Lessur… the names you had never heard of in your life and the names that you shouldn't have known. Your hands started shaking, as you felt that something dark and forbidden had touched your brain and tickled every cell in it. 

As the book said, the Forgotten Gods were the one to bring knowledge and life into the world. At first there was a spectrum of light which birthed the two – Qhor'Gho and Holege, the cohesively created creatures that epitomized the two sides of the spectrum: destructive and creative. The Qhor'Gho's light was showing destruction, and delivered sulfur to the world. The seas and volcanoes of sulfur were burning away all the possible life. The Holege's light was fertile and gave the world mercury. The mercurial soil carried the fragile essence of life. As the both Gods united, they created life and brought numerous children into the universe. 

You finished reading and the book ignited in your arms with blue flame. It burned to ashes that fell to your feet, yet no damage was shown to you. You looked around, not knowing what to do. You tried to read another book but all of them turned out to be empty. Without any ideas, you continued your journey and left the room.

The other space appeared to be a long corridor without doors and turns. You were looking around sharply, trying to see something in complete darkness. Your bare feet were burning from cold and small rocks that pierced the delicate skin, until it changed on paving stones and the crowded, yet silent main square of some ancient city builded up in front of you like some kind of mirage. You were wandering through the streets, staring at divine architecture. Citizens didn't care about you – you were unworthy of a peek of their dark eyes covered with red, swollen eyelids. 

What was this city? Was it a distant region of Teyvat you would be able to see in real life, or was it a reminiscence of an old civilization? Brick houses were situated one near another, they were simple and boring. Citizens were gloomy and haggard. Nothing could catch your eye. 

Whispers were lowing in the dead silence. You jumped and pricked up your ears. For how long was someone talking to you? Advent of the voices seemed so natural you didn't even notice it. You couldn't understand what they were saying, so you materialized the bow in your arms. You weren't a great archer, yet it was better to have something for protection by your side than coming with bare hands. Carefully, you were making slow steps in the direction of the voices, until the whispers changed on the prompt hoof strokes, and the sound of trumpet broke up the silence with its low, sinister howl, filling the space with agonizingly loud sound.

You screamed and fell on your knees, as you couldn't comprehend the dissonance. It was so loud you clenched your jaws together, your teeth crackled; your head felt as if it was about to split by the force that you put into your palms, protecting your ears. You crouched, trying to hide from the abhorrent sound that only regained more power. Screaming in unison with the trumpet, you wished to faint. 

Finally, it was gone. Blissful silence came onto you only to be tramped with hoofs of gigantic black horse that revealed a dark herald on its back. 

The herald spoke out, narrating the will of Gods. One who was called Ovalis was bewitched by the False God and decided not to spare mankind, which promised imminenting hunger. The crowd started to worry: people were rushing around, stumbling and stomping your body. You crawled away and laid under an abandoned cart, hiding behind the big wooden wheels. Breathing heavily, you watched the mighty horse pranced, reared up and spun around while the herald kept narrating, promising mankind ordeals of hunger, war, disease, and death. The herald had a leather purse on his side which caught your thievish attention. His body was covered in black flimsy armor but his head stayed unprotected. In a mere second you saw that someone threw a spear at him: it striked right through his face, making the body fall. The frightened horse ran away through his body and hobbled on the armor – its huge bulk tilted and fell on the dusty ground with a pathetic neighing.

Was the Abyss speaking to you through these illusions? If so, what was it trying to tell you? 

Driven by animalistic impulse you emerged from your shelter to steal the purse. The horse was convulsing, not being able to get up. You sat behind it and grabbed it, making an effort to lift it, and you succeeded. As soon as it felt the earth under its hooves, the horse ran away without looking back.

Your grasping fingers squeezed the purse, and you hid in the nearest alleyway, pressing the loot to your chest. Afraid that someone could follow you, you disappeared in the labyrinth of houses of an unknown city. You looked through the purse – it contained letters and a book. The book was about the False God, Lessur, who was banished out of the World and settled down on the Moon. Lessur named herself a Goddess of Moon, Protection and Nitrogen. Your birthmark responded with a strange tingling as you read the first sentence. You decided to leave the book for a while, and focused your attention on the letters. They were written by a trembling hand and contained panicking messages about the arrival of aliens and rage of the Primordials. 

The Traitor from the Sky let the Aliens into our world. The Traitor made us be forgotten by those who cared about us.

You searched for an empty house and found a wretched shack. You made sure that no one was inside and got in quickly. You reread the letters, trying to find an explanation about the aliens but failed which brought you back to studying Lessur. 

Lessur was born by gemmation – she grew up on her mother's body and gemmated from it a few months after. Since her first day she was copying her mother, for that she was banished. Lessur harbored a grudge and rebuilded her character to break ties with her mother. She became a separate Goddess. Every girl that was born during the eclipse was marked with a Lessur's special sign that connected girls to her. Lessur's cult was called the House of the Lunar Light. Magic of the Goddess taught her followers spells of protection and regeneration. Also all the cultists were immune to fire. 

Your birthmark was nagging in pain. It wasn't hard for you to compare all the events you came through to realize that it was her mark guiding and protecting you. You felt uneasy in your stomach. You were taught to pray to the Archons but they betrayed your family and you by staying deaf to your pleading. Heretics and demons opened your eyes and gave you a truth about the real universal order, nevertheless you weren't ready to accept this truth. You couldn't trust anyone: everyone was telling things that would benefit them. 

You sat in the house for a while, rethinking your situation. You were experiencing the same events as you did before, you decided. You called out demons to help you get out of there but they didn't show up.

“Is it lucid dreaming?” You thought to yourself, musing about the nature of your visions and a possible escape. Your guess didn't make it easier. You had no idea on how to get back to reality. All the magic that Skirk taught you had no practical use in a current situation. 

You decided to search up the city to find more information about Lessur. 

Back to reality, Tamara and Katerina were looking after you. Everyone of the family, including the younger children of the heads, had left for the Capital to see the landowner and sell the goods on a fair, so the daughters-in-law volunteered to take care of you. Katerina was first to offer her help, as she wanted to know you better, but she didn't expect to find you in such a vulnerable state. 

You were sleeping for four days with no signs of waking. Part of your body was damaged from the cold, as you were laying in snow for a whole night before you were found by your mother in the morning. Covered in feverish sweat, you were whimpering from time to time, muscles of your face constricting like you were in a great pain. Once you scared Katerina so much she got gray hair: all of a sudden you sat up on the bed, your eyes still closed and your conscience sleeping, but your weak body regained unusual strength to keep you in sitting position. She didn't like to stay in your room – she felt oppressed every time she visited you. Everything was different here: noises, smells, even the passage of time. Katerina couldn't describe it to anyone but she felt how all sounds of the house became muted, almost inaudible, how the smell of earth pierced her nostrils and how fast the time here was. 

Tamara was looking after the house mostly and tried to avoid Katerina's company. Tamara was waiting to become a new heir of the family and take the main house into her hands – for that she was ready to walk over the top of every other sibling of her husband. It was her to guide her not so smart husband through all the questions that related to the heritage. She knew that the question about inheritance of the workshop would be raised at the meeting with the landowner. Tamara told her husband what to say and how to behave to earn the landowner's sympathy. She was waiting for the news nervously, though her emotions remained suppressed. 

Tamara was here only to study you better. The woman needed to realize your true nature, though it was obvious that you were naive and unviable. She was afraid that a sudden outbreak of parental feeling could ruin her game but it seemed that no one cared for you. The only people who were visiting your bed were Tamara, Katerina and Pavel Korneevich. The awe he treated you with and the desire to be helpful in nursing you disgusted both Tamara and Katerina. They didn't care what type of affection he felt towards you and it didn't matter to their minds if his actions had a decent motive – such an interest in a young girl from an old hopeless man was nasty and should have been despised. Deep inside both of them thought that it would be better for the family and for you if he vanished. No one in their right mind would want you to marry the old man.

“Poor girl…” Katerina sighed, wiping sweat off your forehead. “I wish I could spend more time with her. She reeks of loneliness.”

“Keep your pity to yourself,” Tamara sniffed irritably. She hated Katerina for being too childish and naive, and didn't want to see her in the family at all. In Tamara's mind, Katerina was dishonoring the family with her frivolous character. “Your laments won't help her to get better. They will rather make her go to the grave earlier.”

Somehow Tamara felt all her negative thoughts and emotions becoming worse in the house. She could barely hold her anger back. 

Katerina pursed her lips, and her eyebrows curved ruefully. “I just want… oh, forget about it. It doesn't matter.” She fell silent, as she saw Tamara’s cold eyes.

Sudden knock at the door made the women jump. “Sit there.” Tamara ordered. She smoothed her dress and left the room.

Pavel Korneevich was waiting outside, stomping around from cold biting at his feet. Finally a door cracked open and Tamara showed up on the doorstep. She grimaced right after she saw the guest. 

“How's she doing?” The man asked, his breathy voice sounded strained. He looked over Tamara's shoulder to see what was happening in the house. 

“We will inform you if she gets better. No need to go here every day.” She frowned. 

“Won't you let me in to see her?” Pavel Korneevich didn't give up. Tamara clenched her jaws in irritation and made a step aside, clearing the passage. Pavel Korneevich didn't move. “That's not very nice of you, Tamara Lvovna.” 

Tamara's eyes squinted, wrinkles on her forehead became deeper. No one had ever called her in an official manner. She could swear she saw a glimpse of taunt in the postman's gaze. 

“Be careful of what you wish, Tamara Lvovna,” Pavel Korneevich shook his head. “It can become reality. See you later.”

He left, and Tamara felt uneasy in her chest. She saw her neighbor, an old woman, making her way through the snow. “Tama!” She screamed to her, breathing heavily. “Tama, Pavlusha… Pavlusha is dead!”

“What?!” Tamara growled, coming from the porch to hear the old lady better. 

“He hung himself! Oh, Tsaritsa, what is happening!” The crone was lamenting. “His house is a mess. I swear it looked like a madman's lair!”

Sudden breathlessness attacked Tamara. Tamara Lvovna looked at the door of the house with her eyes empty, as if she was on the verge of solving the mystery. She ran back, shouting for Katerina. 

“Katya!” Tamara called, as she was closing the door on all the locks. Her tone was high pitched. Katya's hasty steps roamed on the ladder. “Find the candles! I'm gonna pray.”

“Who was that? What happened?” She was chattering, her fast mind pleading for answers. Through her voice Tamara Lvovna heard a light sound of scratching, as if someone was scraping the wooden floor. She raised her head up but saw nothing. The sound disappeared. 

Tamara shook her head to chase the bad thoughts away. She lit a candle, brought by Katerina, and started chanting with her voice low. Shivers ran down Katerina's spine: she was pious to the core. 

Tamara was walking around the room, bringing the candle to every corner. Katerina was standing still, afraid to hinder the ritual. She got a glimpse of a shadow running away from the kitchen, and flinched. Her eyes were rushing from wall to wall but she couldn't see a thing. Something fell on the floor in your room with a loud sound and made Katerina shudder. Afraid it could be something from the other side, she ran up the stairs and headed towards your room. The lock jammed, taking a lot of power from the woman to open the door. She stumbled inside only to find you twitched in seizure. Your body was bowed, wrists clenched tightly with your nails protruding into the skin until blood. Snarling in pain, you were wriggling on the bed. Your body was taking impossible positions with your spine cracking. 

Katerina ran to you and pressed her hands to your shoulders, trying to lay you down. Her palms got scorched from the impossible hotness of your skin but she didn't stop pressing you to the mattress. Your eyes were open: once bright, they were covered with a dull veil that gave you the look of a corpse. 

Not knowing what to do, Katerina started to pray which made the chaos around her worse. You fell on your side, facing Katerina, and arched, crashing among the blanket with your legs. Your bloodless lips opened, letting out a begging hoarse groan. Tears streamed down Katya's cheeks. 

Katya felt like someone else was in the room with her. This person was staying behind her back and watching her helpless attempt to calm you. In a second another person appeared and hit her on the arm. Katya screamed, feeling like she was losing her mind. 

The room became darker. All of a sudden your seizure ended. You hung on the edge of the bed, the upper half of your body was laying on the floor. Your empty eyes were staring at Katerina: the poor woman hid in the closest  corner and crouched from fear. 

In the Abyss you were rushing around in pain that attacked your head. You beat your head against the brick wall trying to open your skull to get rid from the pressure that accumulated inside your cranium, tearing your hair and gnashing your teeth. You felt like the earth was leaking away under your feet. You drowned in nothingness: your pain increased to an impossible level, so you started to tear off pieces of your flesh to ease it. 

The outbreak of madness led you to fall into complete darkness that consisted of pain. Something worse was waiting to appear, you could feel it. Then you saw it: a ray of light pierced the space around you, pouring with sulfuric heat. Your eyes burned out from what you saw but Skirk's teaching of clairvoyance drew a picture of gigantic monstrosity towering over you. You couldn't describe this abomination of natural order, more to say you couldn't even realize it. Smell of sulfur made you cough your lungs out: every cell was destroyed and rebirthed into a pathological one, causing you true suffering. Pink foam was seething on your lips while pieces of melted lungs were leaking out your mouth. Liquid blue flame was plaguing your body but your agile organism rebuilded itself quickly. You got into a cycle of death and rebirth which didn't seem to have an end. 

Your distorted conscience and identity disintegrated into dozens of shards, each screaming in pain until the vocal cords broke. Like a newborn, you let out a final scream, which filled your lungs with air, and brought you back to your senses.

You were laying on the floor of your room, your limbs numb. You took your time to process what was going on but Katerina's neurotic laughter made it hard to focus. 

By the sound of her giggles you realized that she was out of her mind. You had never heard such a strange blank laughter before. You collected all your power and stood up; your vision got blurry and your head went dizzy. You fell on the floor again. 

Katerina's fingers were fidgeting around her hair, digging into her scalp and pulling once beautiful locks. 

“Katya, it's me…” You spoke to her, Your voice disappeared when you called your name. You tried again, and again it was muted. You got frustrated at the realization that you couldn't name yourself. “What happened to you?”

Katya stood up and left the room with lunatic steps.

“Katya? What's wrong with you?!” Tamara's surprised voice sounded on the first floor. “Katya!” Her tone pitched, and the front door slammed shut.

The polite demon stepped out from the darkness. “Poor Katechka was unprepared to face the truth,” He stated with a bubbling tone. “While you were traveling in Abyss, Tamara Lvovna decided to purify the house from evil which was quite shortsighted of her. This is what happens when intruders come into the deal.” Its tone was full of disgust. “Thanks to Tamara, your awakening was this awful.”

You kept unresponsive. You heard Tamara coming up the stairs. In the following moment she came into the room searching for answers of Katerina's strange behavior. She froze where she stood when she saw you.

For Tamara Lvovna the last five minutes she spent on spiritual cleansing of the first floor remained a mystery. Tamara was bewildered. She looked at you, lying helplessly on the floor, and left to find Katerina. 

“Call Ajax,” You said, trying to get up. Demon skewed its face. “Are you deaf?!”

You wouldn't make it without him. The demonic source got out of control with Ajax’ departure. Yet the demon didn't hurry to execute your will. It would better succumb to you than go to its master. 

“Why are you still here?” You could feel rage boiling slowly in you. 

“I believe we are capable of solving this problem ourselves.” It answered with a sweet tone. 

“If I go away, will you leave my family alone?” You asked immediately. You hid your face in your palms, tired. They played with you however they wanted. You were ready to go away to stop this never-ending cycle of madness, fear and violence.

“Yes, but you have to go through the Abyss.” It nodded and disappeared. 

You reeked with sweat and sebum. You came to the bathroom to clean yourself. It was hard to move and think but you wanted to escape your own thoughts by filling your mind with simple actions. While bathing, you dropped a quick glance at the mirror but the woman you saw in it made you drop the bucket of water.

You came to the mirror and looked closely at yourself. Instead of a skinny maiden you saw a young woman. Your face became older, first signs of wrinkles appeared under eyes and in the corners of your mouth. Your limbs were longer and thinner, your figure was mature. Your lower tummy got a hardly noticeable bulge. The gaze in your eyes changed from scared and sad to tired and compassionate. 

Your wet hair got dry abnormally fast as if the inner heat of your body evaporated all the water. Nevertheless you didn't care about it. You came into your room, dressed in a plain wool dress and tied your hair in a bun with two tiny braids. To change the bedsheets you had to search for the blanket under the bed: it fell down during seizures. While fumbling under the bed, your palm felt strange scratches on the floor. You got up and moved the bed away, putting all your power in this motion. The bed moved a bit, opening a sight of a magic circle on the floor. You didn't need to see it fully to realize it was the same circle with a star, an eye and the crescent moons. You remembered all the complaints about the rustle inside your room. It wasn't hard for you to understand that something sent you to the Abyss on purpose. 

You sat on the chair to collect your mind. You felt like you were staying on the edge of a chasm – the family was falling apart. What happened to Katerina was a shame and a warning for you.

You changed. Since your journey your character became stronger. You were done with running away and suffering, instead, you were ready to face the problems and fight. No one would ever take advantage of you again, you swore to yourself. 

What was your destiny in this world? You couldn't find the answer. The stars weren't merciful to you – so you decided to build your fate yourself. You were too young to understand a thing about life but you were mature enough to experience unfairness and betrayal. Diving deeper into your musing, you found your body being too heavy to carry. You sat limply on a chair, your hands swinging lifelessly. Minute after minute, hour after hour you were staring at the ceiling with blank eyes, until you felt a stinging sensation in your arm. You didn't even look at it. Your fingers twitched but your whole body remained motionless. You felt something moving inside your veins and trying to break through your skin. It was as thin as a pitiful sprout of a dying plant but as brisk as a leech. Layer after layer it was diving through your body to see the light until it succeeded. It reached for the floor and went into cracks between floorboards. It took your hours to realize that you were sprouting. Paralyzed by a depressive state, you were slowly growing into the chair, into your own room. You flinched but the roots were so strong they didn't let you move. Your limbs grew a root system that connected you to the house. Black flowers, leaking horrid juice, blossomed on your legs. You screamed but no one was here to help you. As always, you were on your own.

You took the great final effort to set yourself free. You figured out it could be the power of the Vision, so you took control over it and the sprouts started to die out. In a couple of minutes it disappeared. You had to master your magic as soon as possible before it killed you in the accident. 

You took the diary, trying to find the answers but it kept silent as well. Grandmother left no mention of Lessur and Primordial Gods. It seemed like you had to go back to the Abyss to gain the needed information, just like the demon told you. You called for it, and it appeared in front of you.

“Is there any way to enter the Abyss outside the house?” You inquired confidently. The demon nodded. “Guide me.”

[bundoesnotcompete]

The characters of teyvat are unsure of the wanderering salesman's being.

1100 words. Just a dust bunny of an idea. Tagged characters make an appearence. Reader is hinted to be Eldritch.

A small story, no romance. Not proof read, enjoy?

"Cmon Albedo! The toy seller is back and I saved up all my money!" Klee tugged on Albedo as she impatiantly waited for him to move at a faster pace. It was a sunny day outside and a gentle breeze wafted through the streets of Mondstat. Albedo finished cleaning and was promptly drug into the street by the tiny bomber. A crowd had gathered around the stand which sold a large variety of things from all over teyvat. From toys to weapons you had all in your stand. The toys were Klee's favorites as she had never seen many toys from outside of the nation she lived in.

Klee rushed to the front of the toy stand to be with the other children who had gathered with their parents. You, on the other hand, were no where to be seen. Perhaps you were tending to someone elsewhere he could not see? Not that it mattered much to him, he hardly wished to see you. Your wares were wonderful and you always had something new, but seeing you made his skin crawl. You felt wrong to look at, like he wasn't meant to be gazing at your form. Logically he knew it to be a silly thing, but instinctually he felt unsafe and uneasy. Something about you wasn't right.

Watching quietly from a distance, he watched as you came and bartered with the children and their parents. Some traded toys for toys or other things for toys. Mora wasn't always king at your stand. He watched as Klee seemed to debate which toy to get. She, along with the other children, seemed unaware of your wrongness that the adults seemed to pick up from you. It wasn't that your personality was wrong, in fact it was fine, but your appeareance. It was like you were something that was pretending to be human. The mask that covered the top half your face did little to hide what seemed wrong. Like how it seemed that you were merely using the body as a fleshsuit and that it wasn't truly yours.

Klee came barreling towards him at alarming speeds once she got her new toy. The sheer joy on her face had him forgetting what he was worrying about. He walked away with Klee. She was holding his hand and rambling while shaking the toy from a far and snowy land. He was worried about something, what was it? It was at the tip of his tongue and he felt he needed to remember it. Hmm, strange.

There were rumors of a wandering salesman who held many items of interest. From children's toys to books and knowledge thought long forgotten. A salesman who travels far and wide over Teyvat, one who seemed strange. They had a large backpack that seemed to hold an infinite number of things. None knew who this strange being was. Children loved the toys even as adults were wary but interested. The fatui wanted them and scholars wished to question, but they never answered.

Mora was not king at your stand, a fair trade was a fair trade and you would not deny your good to those who were poor, as long as they had a fair deal. You watched and studied these beings from a far away land. They, who lived outside the Preservation's walls and were left to die. While others perished in the hellish space beyond that great wall, these few maggots survived and thrived. Mostly. Along with the rest of this system, they lived. A defiance to the Amber Lord's thoughts. Forgotten by all but you.

The ginger haired one, Ajax you knew him as, imvaded your space with glee. He enjoyed toys for his sibilings and demanded first dibs. Not that he got them, but what did it matter. He was an intresting specimen. Just how had this little worm survived what lied outside this oasis?

"Look, this one is from Mondstat!" His young brother shouted with glee as the rest of the sibling spawn gathered around. Didn't human parents take care of their children, why was Ajax caring for them? You allowed the fake smile to invade your face at the children's enthusiam.

"We can trade whether that be mora or another loved toy." Your voice seemed to dominate in the loud crowd. You could feel the caregiver's heckles raise at your smile. The adults gathered around were deeply uneasy and the children unfeeling of your power. The children debated on which toy to trade.

"How about this one? We only have time for one trade!" Ajax seemed to hurry them along, unwilling to cause a scene in front of his small sibling. Thus, another deal was made. A toy for a toy. Pity, you would have loved to studied these worms signatures longer. Especially Ajax's. How has a squishy one like him survived with such corrosive power.

The rest of the trip was boring, and soon you moved to a new land. The fire nation remained dull, but the waters remained interesting. After your first meeting with a scion of Long, he never came back. But the so called archon on the other hand, she visited. It was an ever changing nation that was doomed to drown with the whale.

"How do you preserve such wonderous cakes?" Furina had asked while eyeing one of the expensive cakes from Inazuma. A smile crept to your face. Wariness filled hers immediately as dread took hold.

"Oh, it's a traders secret. Do you wish for a piece?" You spoke as she regained composure.

"Of course!" She stated with false confidence. Another day another trade. It was a pity she wouldn't remember why she was afraid of you.

It was back to Liyue soon.

Liyue was bustling as always. People abs adepti came and went.

"You're not supposed to be here." A familiar voice drifted into your ears. You turned to it, stopping the process of setting up. Lumine, from the species of star wanderers you once came from. Her moon princess companion floated behind her. A brown haired man stood next to her, Morax, you knew him as. No matter what flesh he took his power remained distinct.

"Oh, I am but a simple trader." You spoke as her hand tightened around the handled of her sword. "Plus, if I wanted to study these worms, who is to deny me? Certainly not you." You waved to your goods scattered about the table as you spoke. She dragged Morax away from you and left you alone. From the rage on her face, you assumed she was barely holding it together.

Ah, no matter. You would continue your studies. Afterall, few planets held life outside THEIR walls. It would be good to see just how these beings coexisted with such a hostile enviroment.

You continued to set up, uncaring of the shifting fates.

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End notes: I have lost ALL of my drafts. Its fine its not like i had a bunch of drafts or anything. Nope not at all. It only hurts a bit to lose them and totally not alot.

[ribcagedotmp3]

Posting this on our main blog cause our system blog needs revamped

System Ask Prompts (send asks with the emojis + specified alter if they're directed!) (prompts below!)

Generalized:

🍎 - Is there anyone who, when they front, cause your social battery to decline faster?

🍓 - Is there anyone who's fronting emoji/indicator an inside joke or source reference?

🍬 - Is there anyone very much so definitely queer, but in very much so heavy denial?

🍿 - Is there anyone completely opposite of their source, but still identifies with being from said source?

🍊 - Did anyone form from something "unconventional"?

🥕 - Is anyone pulled to front by alarms? (of any kind)

🧀 - If you have individual headmate playlists, which has the most run time / is played the most? (+ what's on it?)

🍋 - Is there anyone who fronts very frequently?

🍯 - Is there anyone who fronts once and then you don't see for weeks/months?

🍐 - Does anyone have a distinctly different voice tone than the others?

🫛 - Who has the most unique pronoun set?

🍋‍🟩 - Who has a wildly different clothing style than the others?

🧊 - Is there a headmate that is skilled at something others are not?

🫐 - Are there any headmates that speak a language that the body primarily doesn't?

🍧 - Does your system have a theme song?

🍭 - Are you open about being a system outside of online?

Introject Directed:

🎸 - Do you associate with source?

🪗 - Do you like your source's fandom? Why/why not?

🏮- Favorite thing about your source?

📙 - Least favorite thing about your source?

📻 - What is your biggest fear? Is it related to your source?

🔔 - What's a quote / lyric that reminds you of yourself?

📀 - Are there any in-sys friend groups that would never happen or exist in canon?

🔋- What source do you have the most fictives from?

🩻 - Do people often change their names after splitting?

🫧 - Who has the coolest name in your opinion?

Headmates open to answering;

Leto - he/it - brainmade

Sleepy - he/she/it - brainmade

Ajax - he/they/it - brainmade

Flicker - he/plush/night/it/they - brainmade

Abattoir - it/he - brainmade

Feral - he/it/they or name - brainmade

Puzzle/Fukase - he/it/she - vocaloid fictive

Solace - he/him - PRESSURE fictive

Vin - he/him - dead plate fictive

Rody - he/him - dead plate fictive

Xander - he/him - TCOAAL fictive

Valen(tine) - they/he/it - WW factive

Kiki - she/it/feline - ACNH fictive

We'll answer when we can! It depends on who's fronting when we can answer said asks, so it might be a bit slow, but we'll get to them eventually :3

[verribagguette]

TADC

Alcoholic Pomni AU - Idea Drabble

901 Words

// AN: I thought it would be funny if Pomni lost it and decided to turn to alcohol. Idk- my brain is wack. I wanted to write for the longest time but I couldn’t bring myself to come up with any fun ideas. Then TADC came out and I decided to write a quick thing about that. This was the first thing I thought of. I’m sorry Pomni lovers _:(´ཀ`」 ∠):

Pomni wasn’t keen on the idea of being trapped in the digital circus with now way out.

What’s really the kicker is that everyone has seemingly given up on finding an exit. Not Pomni though. No. She’s determined to find one!

Unfortunately, dead end after dead end, it starts to dawn on Pomni that maybe she’s on a wild goose chase. Maybe the others were right. Maybe there was no exit.

Pomni sighed. Annoyed at the idea that Jax might be on the winning side of the argument, she busied herself with simply walking along as many walls as possible. Maybe, just maybe, she missed something.

Pomni stoped at a small table. A glass bottle of wine sat atop it, sitting just in the center. Pomni looked around to see if Cain was pulling something again. Or if maybe it was a trigger for another “adventure” of sorts. Didn’t Cain say this show, or world, or whatever was supposed to be “PG?”

Have some

Pomni heard the little voice in her head say. Wait… voice? Maybe she really was losing it. She stood for a moment and thought about it. Maybe a bit of booze would help take the edge off.

Pomni tentatively took the bottle from the table, half expecting some sort of alarm to go off. When it didn’t, she breathed a sigh of relief. A siren is just the type of thing Cain would pull.

…

Pomni had been missing for a while, and Ragitha was starting to worry.

“Guys shouldn’t we find Pomni?” She suggested to the group.

“She’s probably looking for that exit again” Zooble scoffed.

“Or she obstructed” Everyone took a second to glare at Jax, who in return simply shrugged with a bored look on his face.

“OHHHHH GUYYYSHHHHH~”

A slurred voice that sounded like Pomni traveled through the room.

The group turned to look in that direction. Pomni wobbled into the main room with a big grin on her face and what looked to be an almost empty bottle of wine in her hand.

“You won’t berive dis, hehe…. The wine here? AMAZING! I didn’t evren have ta’ drink the whole fing to get drunk!” Pomni smiled in a drunk daze.

Now Ragitha was even more concerned. Where did Pomni find alcohol? There had never been any before!

“Well she’s wasted… I’m out” before Jax could walk away Kinger who had been uncharacteristically quiet and Gangle who had been shut out of the conversation start freaking out and talking really fast.

“HOWCOULDTHISHAPPENNOTTOSWEETPOMNIOHHOWFARWEVEFALLEN-“

And

“IFPOMNIFOUNDALCOHOLDOESTHATMEANWEREALLDOOMEDTOFALLVICTIMTOSOMEKINDOFDRUGJUSTTOCONTINUELIVINGINTHISWASTELANDOFA-WAHHHHH“

“Would ya shut up! She’ll sober up eventually, jeez” Jax felt a headache coming on.

Little did they know Pomni would rarely ever be sober again.

Sure it started innocent enough. Just a little temptation to ease the boredom. Unfortunately for everyone, Pomni didn’t stop at just on temptation. Also unfortunately neither did the digital circus.

Somehow, someway, Pomni would always find alcohol. It got to the point where Ragitha implemented the “Pomni Buddy System” where a someone had to be with Pomni at all times. Still miraculously, Pomni always managed to slip away. Or maybe the group was just not very good at their job.

Cain hadn’t been seen in days, either which made this mess even worse. On top of that drunk Pomni had a knack for getting on both Zooble’s and Ajax’s nerves pretty quick. While Jax played it cool it was obvious he was sick of it. Zooble on the other hand made it clear she was very unhappy.

The breaking point came when during one of drunk Pomni’s episodes,

“******* GUYS! THIS NEEDS TO END” A disheveled looking Jax yelled at everyone. He has been on Pomni duty, his least favorite thing, and he had reached his limit.

“I can’t keep doing this- She’s SO ANNOYING!” Jax cupped his head in his hands.

Pomni, when drunk, had the tendency to ramble about nothings and make random noises that just drove Jax (and Zooble) insane. Kinger and Gangle resigned to make the noises with her to keep their sanity, which only made it worse for everyone else. While Ragitha tried to stay strong and help Pomni through her addiction, even she had to admit this was not going well.

As the group sat in dread, Pomni’s incessant noises in the background, Cain, oh Cain, came in to a very strange scene.

“Uhm… What?” He looked around confused.

To everyone’s surprise it was Ragitha who jumped up and grabbed Cain by the tongue and said with death in her eyes,

“MAKE. IT. STOP”

Cain looked around nervously and confused. Then it clicked. He easily slipped out of Ragitha grip and adjusted his tie.

“Ohhhhh! That’s what that did! I was working on some new code and I came across a dormant command and thought I’d see what it did!”

Everyone stared in disbelief. All of this, ALL OF THIS, was because Cain got a little curious and decided to push a button!

“U n b e l i v e a b l e” Jax looked like he was on the verge of tears.

“Well lemme fix this real quick” Cain snapped a few times and Pomni poofed back to normal.

“WHERES THE- huh? Oh… I’m not craving it anymore…” Pomni looked around and everyone, and sensing she wasn’t in the best of standing said “sorry?”

“Well that settles that! Now for an adventure!!!”

“ARGHHHHHHH!” -Everyone

[teratocrat]

Hologold, Princess of Ajax system and of the Hesperides, sits in her throne room on the palace-battleship Burning Bough of Ardor, looking down at the image of Mars turning in lazy real-time projected by the floor. Scenes from her home system play on the walls: the forbidding karsts of the Great Continent, her royal palace on the hill overlooking Ilion lit with lamps of xenon and krypton, countryside towns built into the half-flooded overgrown pits of potassium mines, ice-laden waves crashing on the leaden shores of Ananke. Fighters swarm like fish around the mountainous bulk of her ship, white slopes studded with sensors, missile batteries and laser culverins. The Martian carrier Carmine Star drifts into view beneath her, a charcoal-colored octahedron wrapped in a toroid of launching bays, no doubt curious and likely somewhat alarmed about the fleet that has just exited nonspace in the middle of Sol system. Hologold sits back, amethysts and fluorites chiming among the branches of her rose gold crown, and waits to be hailed in the name of the Dawn Empress and the Phoenix Throne, the throne of lapis lazuli and aquamarine and tanzanite set deep into slabs of black bronze that she has come to claim by right of conquest.

[shaolinrouge]

Okay, so I rewatched PR:U for the first time since its release, and I definitely had some thoughts.

To begin with, what is with the really bizarre product placement in the beginning. Jake did not need to hold up those Oreos so blatantly lmao.

PR:U jumps straight into the action in a really identifiably different way than Pacific Rim does. In PR, Raleigh narrates the Kaiju War and then we see him and Yancy get into the Knifehead fight, and it flows really well overall. On the other hand, PR:U starts with a quick relay of the Kaiju War, and then we're introduced to Jake in the regions still affected by past Kaiju attacks (i.e. half-destroyed mansion, which I also have some thoughts on). So it quickly becomes clear he's got some black market dealings going on, and the first action sequence of the movie is Jake running from these random Jaeger scrappers (??). It's just really throwing compared to the first one, since we at least have a general idea of what's going on with Raleigh.

Side note: I'm assuming they're in the Bay Area that was largely evacuated considering they head toward a Jaeger scrapyard, so how does that mansion have like...any utilities.

So then we're introduced to Amara, who can build a sickass Jaeger but has no security system? I don't know, she seems really careful about being discovered for obvious reasons, so I feel her hideout would at least have an alarm or some kind of traps, But Jake essentially just strolls in.

Of course, then we have November Ajax vs. Scrapper, which I actually do like. Its nice to see what the new Jaegers look like, and see what Scrapper, the first single-pilot Jaeger, is capable of. This scene also really seals the tone of PR:U as kind of lighthearted and jokey while also having action and death, which isn't really the case in Pacific Rim.

Another thing I like: Amara and Jake's relationship. A lot of things about this movie feel funky, but I think the actors did a very good job of forming a very genuine-feeling bond between these two characters.

Mako's introduction just feels. very bizarre. I understand that she obviously can't be there in person, thus the hologram, but the whole situation just has a weird vibe that I can't place. I'm not sure if it's because Jake and Mako act so familiar with each other even though Jake was never mentioned in the movie, or because I'm just not a fan of the hologram bit.

Contrary to popular opinion (at least what I've seen), I really like the Jaegers in PR:U. I hate that they removed the realism from their movements that was always present in the first, but there were some very interesting weapons and new designs introduced at the same time, so I can let it slide. Except the giant rotating ball of blades on Bracer Phoenix, it can go die.

Mako's death is genuinely my least favorite scene in the movie for obvious reasons. She was essentially killed off for no reason, since we don't see much of Jake's grief, meaning they wrote her off for pointless plot purposes, which I hate.

I do enjoy the villain bait with Liwen, although it's a shame Newton ended up being the villain. They were definitely setting her up as an antagonist since she was on a side somewhat opposite to Mako's, and because it becomes clear that Shao Industries is somehow evil before having her turn around and attempt to stop Newton no matter the force necessary.

While on women in the movie, not a huge fan of how Jules was treated, but she's also not present that much so I won't go on and on about female characters being used a tool to create tension being male characters blah blah.

The fight against the Mega-Kaiju was...something. Suresh dying was completely out of the blue, and I hated it. I think the cadets all being so young is an odd decision to make, especially because in the first movie most of the Jaeger pilots come into the program in their very late teenage years at the least (besides Chuck and Raleigh, iirc). They try to justify the whole. child soldier-esque training by saying the Bond is stronger at a young age, but they didn't even have that young of recruits in the first PR and that was during a war so idk.

Raleigh not being mentioned at all is also a crime btw. Or Herc, for that matter, but he could at least make a little more justifiable sense than Raleigh.

Anyway, this was a really scattered collection of musings on the movie, but there we go.

[aisoftwaretesting]

Testing a Website App with Genqe: A Comprehensive Guide

In today’s rapidly evolving digital landscape, ensuring the quality and functionality of web applications is essential. Whether it’s a startup’s first product or a Fortune 500 company’s client-facing portal, rigorous testing must be a part of the development lifecycle. Among the many tools available for web app testing, Genqe stands out as an innovative and powerful solution designed to make the testing process intuitive, fast, and reliable. In this article, we will explore in detail how Genqe can be used to test a website application, outlining its core features, workflow, benefits, and best practices.

Introduction to Genqe

Genqe is a modern, AI-powered platform specifically built for testing web applications. Unlike traditional testing tools that often require complex configurations, coding skills, and steep learning curves, Genqe simplifies the process by offering an intuitive interface and intelligent automation features. It is designed to bridge the gap between manual and automated testing, making it suitable for both QA professionals and non-technical users such as product managers or UI designers.

Genqe offers a range of capabilities including no-code test creation, real-time test execution, visual regression testing, cross-browser support, and detailed reporting — all within a collaborative workspace. The platform aims to accelerate development cycles by making testing more efficient and less error-prone.

Getting Started with Genqe

To begin testing a web application with Genqe, users need to sign up and create a project. The onboarding process is simple, and new users are guided through a user-friendly interface that helps them set up their first test case.

Once inside the platform, users are prompted to enter the URL of the website app they want to test. Genqe then loads the web page in a browser-like environment where tests can be created directly. One of Genqe’s standout features is its no-code test builder, which allows users to define actions like clicking buttons, filling forms, or verifying content without writing a single line of code.

For example, testing a login page involves:

Navigating to the login URL.

Entering a username and password.

Clicking the “Login” button.

Verifying that the user is redirected to the dashboard.

All these actions can be recorded visually using Genqe’s smart interface.

Creating and Running Test Scenarios

Genqe allows users to create multiple test scenarios that can be saved and reused. Each scenario can include various steps such as navigation, input simulation, event triggering, and content validation. Genqe also supports conditional logic and assertions to ensure your tests cover a wide range of user interactions and possible outcomes.

Tests are executed in a cloud-based environment. This allows Genqe to simulate user behavior across different operating systems, browsers, and screen sizes — ensuring that your application works for all users, not just those on a single configuration. Cross-browser testing with Genqe is seamless, enabling you to test Chrome, Firefox, Safari, and Edge without the need for additional tools or virtual machines.

The execution engine of Genqe is optimized for speed and accuracy. It detects dynamic content, AJAX responses, and asynchronous events without needing manual intervention. If an element is loaded late, Genqe intelligently waits for it, reducing the chance of false negatives.

Visual Regression Testing

Another core feature of Genqe is visual regression testing. This is especially useful when frequent UI changes are made, and you need to ensure nothing is visually broken on the live site. Genqe captures screenshots of the application at each stage of the test and compares them with a baseline image. Any unexpected changes are flagged and highlighted.

The visual comparison engine uses AI to differentiate between meaningful and irrelevant changes, which means Genqe won’t raise false alarms for things like cursor position or anti-aliasing differences. Developers and designers can review the differences visually and approve or reject them directly from the dashboard.

Collaboration and Reporting

Testing is rarely a solo effort. Genqe is built with collaboration in mind. It provides a shared workspace where team members can view test cases, results, and reports in real-time. Comments and annotations can be added to each test run, enabling better communication between testers, developers, and stakeholders.

The reporting dashboard in Genqe is both comprehensive and easy to understand. Test results are displayed in real-time with detailed logs of every step. Users can view screenshots, console logs, HTTP responses, and error messages all in one place. The dashboard also provides historical analytics to identify trends, track test coverage, and monitor performance over time.

Failed tests are automatically categorized, helping teams prioritize fixes based on severity and frequency. This helps in reducing the time spent on debugging and ensures that issues are addressed before they reach production.

Integrations and CI/CD

Modern development workflows demand seamless integration between testing tools and other parts of the software lifecycle. Genqe offers out-of-the-box integrations with popular CI/CD platforms such as GitHub Actions, GitLab CI, Jenkins, and CircleCI. This allows you to include Genqe test runs in your deployment pipeline, ensuring that code changes are automatically tested before being pushed live.

Genqe also supports Slack and email integrations for alerting. If a test fails, team members can be notified instantly, reducing the response time to critical issues.

Advanced Features and Customization

While Genqe is designed to be user-friendly for beginners, it does not compromise on power for advanced users. It offers capabilities like:

API testing alongside UI testing.

Parameterized test cases for data-driven testing.

Custom scripting blocks using JavaScript for complex logic.

Accessibility audits to ensure compliance with standards like WCAG.

Performance snapshots to detect bottlenecks during interaction.

All these features are accessible from the same dashboard, making Genqe a unified testing environment for your web applications.

Best Practices for Using Genqe

To get the most out of Genqe, teams should follow some best practices:

Define test cases early in the development process to catch issues sooner.

Maintain test modularity so that common steps (like login) can be reused across test cases.

Run tests regularly, ideally after every deployment using CI/CD integration.

Use visual regression sparingly on high-priority user flows to reduce noise.

Leverage Genqe’s analytics to monitor long-term application health and user experience.

Conclusion

Web application testing is a critical part of the development lifecycle, and using the right tool can significantly enhance productivity, coverage, and confidence in your product. Genqe emerges as a top-tier solution in this space by offering a powerful, intuitive, and comprehensive testing environment that caters to both technical and non-technical users.

From no-code test creation to visual regression testing, cross-browser execution to seamless CI/CD integration, Genqe equips teams with everything they need to deliver high-quality web applications. It brings clarity, automation, and intelligence to the testing process, allowing teams to focus more on innovation and less on bugs.

If you’re looking to simplify and strengthen your web application testing process, Genqe is a tool worth adopting. It combines ease of use with enterprise-grade features, making it an ideal choice for modern teams that prioritize quality, speed, and collaboration.

[shoshanews]

Apply Fidelity is Hiring x10 Sales Consultants 2024 Fidelity is Hiring x10 Sales Consultants 2024 Are you ready to step into a world of possibilities where your skills and passion for sales can shine? Fidelity Services Group, a leader in Security and Investigations, is on the hunt for dynamic and driven individuals to join their team as Sales Consultants in Pretoria Central, Gauteng. If you're enthusiastic about providing security solutions and thrive in a high-energy environment, this permanent opportunity could be your next career milestone. - Closing Date 20 November 2024 - Location: Pretoria Central, Gauteng As part of the Fidelity ADT division, Fidelity Services Group is renowned for delivering innovative security solutions to protect individuals, families, and businesses. With a commitment to cutting-edge technology and exceptional service, Fidelity ADT stands as a trusted name in the security and investigations industry. As a Sales Consultant, you’ll be at the forefront of the company's growth, providing clients with top-notch security solutions tailored to their needs. This role offers a unique blend of relationship building, technical expertise, and the satisfaction of making a tangible difference in clients' lives. Key Responsibilities - Source and sell armed monitoring and response agreements, ensuring clients' peace of mind through world-class security services. - Drive sales of innovative products like alarm system upgrades, CCTV systems, and electric fences, staying ahead of the industry curve. - Proactively exceed monthly sales targets, showcasing your determination and dedication. Qualifications & Experience To thrive in this role, the following qualifications and experience are essential: - Sales expertise: A proven track record, especially in capital goods sales, highlighting your ability to consistently meet and exceed targets. - Technical knowledge: Familiarity with intruder detection equipment such as IDS, DSC, or AJAX alarm systems will set you apart. - A Matric certificate or equivalent qualification. What We’re Looking For The ideal candidate possesses these attributes: - Self-motivation and energy: Thrives in a fast-paced sales environment. - Exceptional selling and negotiation skills: A natural communicator with a knack for closing deals. - Organizational skills: Time management proficiency to handle leads and client follow-ups effectively. - Technical adaptability: Comfortable with MS Office tools, email, and internet applications. - A presentable, professional appearance, valid driver’s license, and a reliable vehicle. Key Duties In this role, you’ll: - Generate and close sales deals, utilizing both self-sourced leads and internal referrals. - Build and maintain relationships with key stakeholders like estate agents, architects, and builders. - Report daily, weekly, and monthly sales progress, ensuring alignment with company goals. - Handle administrative responsibilities with attention to detail. Performance Expectations To excel in this role, you’ll need to: - Meet and exceed revenue sales targets while acquiring new clients. - Foster strong relationships with existing customers. - Follow up on all leads and quotes promptly, ensuring high conversion rates. Becoming part of the Fidelity Services Group means more than just a job; it’s an opportunity to grow within a reputable company that values: - Customer satisfaction: At the heart of everything they do. - Innovation and excellence: Stay ahead with cutting-edge security solutions. - Career progression: Grow your skills and advance in a thriving industry. SEE ALSO: Frazer Alexander General Workers 2024 How to Apply? Click Here to Apply Read the full article

[connectandprotect]

Dahua CCTV Systems

At Connect & Protect, we provide Dahua CCTV systems in Perth, offering cutting-edge surveillance technology for both residential and commercial use. Dahua is known for its innovative security solutions, including AI-powered analytics, high-resolution cameras, and seamless integration with smart devices. Our team of security experts will design and install a Dahua CCTV system that provides comprehensive coverage and advanced monitoring features, keeping your property safe and secure. Whether it’s for personal or business use, Dahua CCTV systems offer unparalleled performance and reliability.

[therealafficando]

Ajax-alarmsystemen: veilige online aankopen, professionele ondersteuning bij MR-Beveiliging

In het snelle digitale tijdperk waarin we leven, is de behoefte aan robuuste beveiligingssystemen sterker dan ooit geworden. Zowel huiseigenaren als ondernemers zoeken naar betrouwbare oplossingen om hun eigendommen te beschermen tegen mogelijke bedreigingen. Een naam die opvalt op het gebied van beveiligingstechnologie is Ajax, en bij MR-Beveiliging wacht een uitgebreide reeks van Ajax alarm systeemopties en pakketten, het bieden van een one-stop-oplossing voor diegenen die op zoek zijn naar eersteklas beveiliging.

Ajax ontrafelen:

Ajax staat synoniem voor innovatie in de beveiligingsindustrie. Bekend om zijn geavanceerde technologie, biedt ajax alarmsysteem een naadloze integratie van ultramoderne functies om ongeëvenaarde bescherming te garanderen. Bij MR-Beveiliging kunnen klanten zich verdiepen in een uitgebreide selectie van Ajax-opties, elk ontworpen om te voorzien in unieke beveiligingsbehoeften.

Het all-inclusive bereik:

Van bewegingsdetectoren en deur- / raamsensoren tot brandmelders en videobewaking, de Ajax-productopstelling omvat elk aspect van beveiliging. Huiseigenaren kunnen hun beveiligingssystemen aanpassen door te kiezen uit verschillende sensoren die inbraak, rook en andere mogelijke gevaren detecteren. De Ajax Hub dient als centraal zenuwstelsel, verbindt alle componenten en zorgt voor een samenhangend beveiligingsnetwerk.

Op maat gemaakte pakketten voor elke vereiste

In het besef dat de beveiligingsbehoeften variëren, biedt MR-Beveiliging zorgvuldig samengestelde Ajax-alarmsysteempakketten aan om het besluitvormingsproces te vereenvoudigen. Of u nu op zoek bent naar een eenvoudige installatie voor huisbeveiliging, een uitgebreide bedrijfsoplossing of wireless alarm system from Ajax, deze pakketten voldoen aan diverse vereisten. Elk pakket combineert essentiële componenten om een samenhangende en effectieve beveiligingsoplossing te bieden.

Gemakkelijke online aankopen:

MR-Beveiliging begrijpt het belang van gemak in het digitale tijdperk. Met het online platform kunnen klanten het hele assortiment Ajax-alarmsystemen vanuit hun huis of kantoor verkennen. Met een gebruiksvriendelijke interface is navigeren door de opties en een aankoop doen een probleemloze ervaring. Veilige online transacties zorgen ervoor dat klanten met vertrouwen kunnen kopen, wetende dat hun persoonlijke informatie wordt beschermd.

Professionele ondersteuning:

De reis met MR-Beveiliging eindigt niet met een succesvolle online aankoop. Het bedrijf is er trots op uitzonderlijke klantenondersteuning te bieden, waardoor de kloof tussen aankoop en installatie wordt overbrugd. Klanten kunnen vertrouwen op de expertise van gecertificeerde installateurs die ervoor zorgen dat het Ajax-alarmsysteem correct is ingesteld voor optimale prestaties. Deze toewijding om te ondersteunen verbetert de algehele klantervaring en biedt gemoedsrust bij elke stap.

Future-Proofing Security:

Beveiligingsbedreigingen evolueren, net als Ajax. Door te kiezen voor een Ajax-alarmsysteem van MR-Beveiliging, investeren klanten in een toekomstbestendige oplossing. Regelmatige software-updates en nieuwe feature-releases houden het systeem in de voorhoede van beveiligingstechnologie. Deze toewijding aan innovatie zorgt ervoor dat klanten potentiële bedreigingen een stap voor blijven, waardoor Ajax een betrouwbare keuze wordt voor beveiligingsbehoeften op lange termijn.

verhoog uw beveiliging met Ajax bij MR-Beveiliging

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[gwydionmisha]

Order Restored.  Thank All of you for your kindness and patience

On Monday night the extra cleaner I ordered for Tuesday called.  They generally do this to check in.  i tell them where to park and to call on arrival so I can pop out and wave them in and that they should wear a mask and headphones atre fine if they want to wear them.  I began to hope a cleaner really would turn up despite the holiday.

An hour before the scheduled time of arrival, the Asshole Agency called, because they couldn't reach the cleaner.  Me: she called last night.  Everything seemed fine.  Them: do you know how to reach her?  Me: No.  O.o

She was a couple minutes late, having taken the wrong entrance to my apartment complex, which happens a lot.  It was fine.  I explained the situation with dishes and floors.  she did all the dishes and followed directions.  She actually solved the floors with time to spare.  O.o.  i'll feel better with an extra mopping in the bathroom, but the Ajax spell is gone and she even got the caked crust around the edges in the bathroom.  Then she took out the trash and organized the pots and pans, which have been a mess since the silverware drawer broke.  

She was respectful of Tavy's space, which was a huge help, since the Uncleaner traimatized him to the point he's having his nightmares again.  Livia hid of course, sensible girl.

Goth Millenial wanted to come hang out, so I went and got them.  We had a nice dinner and watched Dark Winds.  This is a rewatch for me, but they'd only seen the first episode.  It's both worth a rewatch and the new season starts soon, so the timing is excellent.  Tavy was so worn out from supervising the cleaner from afar, he slept through the visit.  

After Lung Time Livia came out of hiding for a love and a snack, just in time for them all to be panicked by fireworks in the parking lot.  They both Noped odff to their hides for hours.  Livia only came out a couple hours later.  she got a love and a snack, and then the fireworks started again, luckily not nearly as loud, so at least tavy was okay.

The imperial couple decree no more fireworks ever, please.

The Ajax took the shiny protective layer off the flooring, which makes me sad, but I suspected this would be the case when I realized what she'd done to me.

Otherwise, things are normalish here at the cat asylum.  It was almost midnight as I wrote this and the wind from Alaska is finally blowing the smell of Canada burning out of our little balley by the bay.

I would like to thank the donor who paid for the latest car repair and to anyone who chipped in in the last slightly over a year and a half when the catastrophing string of things falling apart including two appliances, an apartment electrical system, my teeth, A fire alarm, a tire, and....  Was it five car repairs on my aged and slowly failing vehicle?

I would like to thank you all for the kind words and support you all give me.  I notice and it does matter.

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[douchebagbrainwaves]

BEFORE THE AVERAGES

It didn't seem to harm us. You just have to realize in time that you're near death. Its syntax, or lack of syntax, makes it look completely unlike the languages most people are used to. There's a lot to like I've done a few things we don't understand, and more waiting in the wings. Not surprisingly, Gosling is right. To answer that we have to go far down it before you start to doubt yourself. I asked him if the people now running the company would be able to charge for and what to do. It increases the work of being inconsistent.

So on demo day I told the assembled angels and VCs that these guys were going to grow into big, beautiful swans. What's a prostitute? Design your product to please VCs or potential acquirers. That is, if you did a really good essay ought not to need more. I got to college. Your housemate did it deliberately to upset you. You could parachute him into an island full of cannibals and come back in 5 years and he'd be the king. What is our purpose? In fact, it's just as well to make the universal web site? So that post is further evidence what a rare bird Fred is. Then at least you can give back the money you have left, and save yourself however many months you would have spent riding it down.

But you can probably find employers that will waste less of your time. There may even need to be done? We've now watched the trajectories of so many startups that we're getting better at predicting them. It had only a conditional goto closely based on the idea of the corporate ladder is probably gone for good. I think there is a compiler that will parallelize our code for us. The reason so many people think of property as having a single thing called intelligence. Thirty years ago, writing software pretty much meant writing software in C, they would be able to keep creating new things the way Apple had under Steve Jobs. The flow that imaginative people love so much has a darker cousin that prevents you from pausing to savor life amid the daily slurry of errands and alarms. But when you ask adults what they got wrong at that age, nearly all work seems to have been of this type are happening now, but if we hadn't used Lisp, we wouldn't have been able to write, but it's a large part of it. C: C plus a few ideas taken from more advanced languages, and two are still unique to Lisp. The use of the term recitation for sections in some colleges is a fossil of this.

Statistically, the average public high school student gets zero exposure to his artistic heritage. The biggest disagreements are between parents and schools, but even those are small. Could you reproduce Silicon Valley. Others are more candid, and admit their financial models require them to own a certain percentage of each company. Does it make any difference to know that? With server-based apps get released. But for obvious reasons no one wanted to give that answer. But all languages are not all equivalent.

There may be tasks that we solve now by writing programs and which in a hundred years? Shockley found in 1956 is now one giant parking lot. They seem to like us too. When people say Web 2. Why does John Grisham King of Torts sales rank, 44 outsell Jane Austen Pride and Prejudice sales rank, 44 outsell Jane Austen Pride and Prejudice: It is a truth universally acknowledged? Don't be evil, and of course Google set off the whole Ajax boom with Google Maps. Macros in the Lisp sense are still, as far as I'd gotten at the time and not too resistant to learning new things. If you win the users, everything else will follow. A physicist friend recently told me half his department was on Prozac. It would probably be better just to teach them metafacts like that.

Thanks to Sam Altman, Trevor Blackwell, Alexia Tsotsis, Robert Morris, the crew at Carson Systems, Reid Hoffman, and Jackie McDonough for smelling so good.