#Public Transport Optimization

[manmishra]

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[techdriveplay]

The Impact of Autonomous Automobiles on the Future of Driving 

Explore the profound impact of autonomous automobiles on driving's future, from safety enhancements to urban mobility transformation.

The advent of autonomous automobiles is poised to revolutionize the way we perceive and engage with personal and public transportation. This technological leap forward promises to reshape the urban landscape, redefine our commuting habits, and even transform the underlying economics of transportation. In this article, we explore the multifaceted impact of autonomous automobiles on the future of…

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The Role of AI in Public Transportation Optimization

Explore the evidence-backed journey into the future with 'The Role of AI in Public Transportation Optimization.

Navigating Efficiency: AI’s Transformative Impact on Public Transit In the bustling world of urban mobility, a silent orchestrator takes the stage – The Role of AI in Public Transportation Optimization. This article embarks on an insightful exploration, unraveling the ways in which artificial intelligence (AI) is reshaping and optimizing public transportation systems to create efficient,…

[leighsartworks216]

What's the Whole World

Sylus x gn!Reader

Wrote this when I was overstimulated and extra emotional from my period iykyk

Title from "What's the Whole World" by Warmer

Warnings: hurt/comfort, established relationship, cuddling, crying, swearing

Word Count: 1,395

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Your apartment building's hot water isn't working, so you take a freezing cold shower. Your bike doesn't start, so you have to take the bus. You forgot to eat breakfast, so you go to the vending machine, except the snack gets stuck against the glass. You don't get to eat lunch because you get sent on back to back missions. You have to stay late to finish the paperwork for said missions. The food you buy at a late night stall is too expensive and almost too overcooked to eat.

But through all of that, through every little thing the world does to spite you today, one thought kept you sane: Sylus. You don't have work for the next couple days and Sylus moved things around on his schedule to spend all of that time with you. Being able to spend time with him is the one thing holding you together right now.

Imagine your disappointment when you get to his base in the N109 zone, excited to see him after the ungodly public transport you had to take, only to be told by Luke and Kieran that he isn't there. Not only that, they're not sure when he'll be back, after he zipped off to meet up with someone for whatever business venture he's planning on branching off to next. They offer you a ride back to your place, but the thought of going back home, to your freezing water and cramped walls, only makes you feel worse.

So you do the next best thing: you curl up in Sylus's bed, hugging a Grumpy Crow plushie, and try really hard not to cry.

You feel hollow. A void in your chest, opening its maw wide to swallow your hope, optimism and joy, regurgitating loneliness and disappointment in its place. It shouldn't be that big of a deal. Things happen, stuff comes up. Especially when you're the leader of a giant illegal faction, and owner of god knows how many businesses. Just... why didn't he tell you about it?

Tears sting your eyes. You don't want to cry. Not here, not in Sylus's bed. Could anything be more pathetic? You should have just gone home. At least there you could drown yourself in a mountain of ice cream without having to worry about being seen making the trip to and from the kitchen.

The longer you suppress your emotions, the more your brain reminds you of the shit day you've just had.

The cold water meant taking an extremely quick 10 second shower. The bus ride was so cramped you were pressed up against so many other commuters. The only thing you've eaten today wasn't worth the price, leaving a hole in your stomach yet to be satisfied. Your whole body aches, from your arms and shoulders to your back and legs. You're tired, you're upset, and all you were asking for to compensate for all of that bullshit is a hug. Just one hug! A hug this plushie certainly wasn't providing.

You curl around the crow plushie, squeezing it with the remaining strength you have in your arms. You press your face into its soft head, the ruffle around its neck tickling you. You take a deep breath. And you cry. The worst kind of crying: deep heaving gasps for air, ragged sobs that grate at your throat, fat tears that have no end and soak deep into the fabric of the plushie and Sylus's pillow; body shaking, soul crushing, pathetic. You want the bed to open up and swallow you whole. You want Dr. Zayne to go in and remove your heart to spare you the pain. You just want this horrible feeling to go away, by any means possible.

God knows how long you cry for. It feels like hours. Your eyes burn, raw from all the moisture. Your cheeks are sore from the horrible grimace your face pulls with your sobs. The crow is completely soaked where your face is.

The bed shifts, slowly. Hesitantly. You choke up again, because you already know who it is.

A hand touches your arm. You automatically flinch out of its grasp. A bitter part of you wants to make him feel just as bad as you do. Wants to lie here crying while he's forced to watch. But, god, that one touch alone is like the sun after weeks of rain. It's like a splash of bright yellow against the dark, saturated hues that compose your sorry state. And when he doesn't touch you again, it's consumed once more by the darkness.

"What happened?" he asks. His voice is so soft, tinged with protectiveness. If someone hurt you, he'd take care of it. He'd do anything to take this heartache from you. All you would need to do is say the word. What, then, are you supposed to say if he's the one that hurt you?

Another sob wracks your body. You curl in impossibly tighter, as though you could shrink yourself down to the size of a pea to hide from his intense gaze on your back. Your throat hurts from crying so hard.

"Can I touch you?" he asks next, when you don't respond.

Your body and mind want two different things. Your mind wants to hold strong to your newfound loneliness, but your body yearns to crawl to him, to collapse in his arms, to finally, finally get that hug you were waiting for.

It's your body that wins out, in the end, but you refuse to give in completely to its desires. So instead of seeking him out, you just nod and wait for him to come to you.

He does, almost right away. He touches your arm again. When you don't pull away, he closes the space left between you. His chest presses against your back, legs tucked right up to yours. His arms wrap around your body, securely keeping you against him. He presses his face to the back of your neck. Like this, he feels every tremor and shiver of every gasp and sob. Like this, you feel encapsulated in his warmth and comfort. It's almost overwhelming. It almost suffocates you with how amazing it feels to finally be held by him.

He kisses the fine hairs on your neck in a delicate peck, silently telling you how badly he wants to help. "Will you tell me what happened, sweetie?"

You dig your fingers into the Grumpy Crow's plush body. They tremble with emotion. "You weren't h-here," you whimper out. Your voice is awful. "'N y-you didn't say a-anything about it."

"I didn't...?" One of his arms slips away. He digs his phone out of his pocket and taps quickly at the screen, before dropping it to the bed behind him with a sigh. His arm returns to its rightful place around you, squeezing you slightly tighter. "It didn't go through, kitten. I'm sorry."

That text was meant to get to you hours ago. Unfortunately, he must have lost service before it could go through. So for hours, you were left in the dark, literally and metaphorically, with no idea where he was or what he was doing.

He kisses your neck again. "How can I make it up to you? Name anything - it's yours."

Anything? There's only one thing you want. And now that you know his radio silence wasn't intentional, your mind loses the reins holding your body back.

You push the crow plushie away. It rolls sadly across the bed, dark fabric stained darker with tears and fluff rearranged so he's squished into an odd shape. Sylus lets go when you squirm in his hold. You turn around and immediately cling onto him. You hide your face in his neck and he cradles the back of your head to keep you there. His cologne floods your senses, accompanied by his body wash, warming you in a way the lingering scent on his pillow and bedsheets never could.

"Just want you." You grip the back of his shirt in your fists, squeezing him as tightly as you can, just like you'd done to the plushie. Except he's solid, and he squeezes you back just the same. "Please don't go."

"I'm not going anywhere," he promises. "We'll stay here for as long as you want."

"Forever."

"Okay, sweetie." He kisses your head. "We'll stay here forever."

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[cosmica-galaxy]

So when the human first arrived to Earthbread did they brought anything that can be useful like a purse or mini backpack, at least something in their pockets? Would’ve been great to have some minor stuff to help them out like bandaids, chapstick, lotion, etc! Even human currency could be helpful, they could auction a penny or a dollar bill as some kind of rare artifact in exchange for cookie currency. Also the human could even modify their bag into a mobile home for the cookies to use when they go out for an adventure. Plus I think the cookies would be pretty fascinated to see how big the human’s stuff is compared to their size.

I like to think that the human at least has their phone, keys, wallet, or a few little pocket items that they keep with them. Like lotion or lip gloss. Maybe even ear buds if they have those with them too. Their smartphone is easily the most interesting thing they have on their person, as it holds all the information about the human and maybe even their world. Depending on how you view it, the phone can stay powered by unnatural means or it will slowly run out of battery until it becomes useless. Plus, the human has to make sure that it stays dry and that cookies don't abscond with it. I also like to think that the human at least has a backpack with certain items in it. It can be books, seeds, toys, trinkets, or anything else you can find in a backpack (like a journal or scrapbook for example). It can also carry a laptop if the human was attending school/college, which would be an even stronger version of their phone...and yes, the cookies want to steal it as well...or at least have an opportunity to research it. While it's not overly out of pocket for cookies to have some forms of developed technology, I don't think they have quite reached the level of technological advancement that humans have. (if you don't count the space colony from one of the cookie run games) I mean, can you imagine if the human that winds up in Earthbread is an engineer or scientist by profession?

There would be so many things that they know how to do just by using physics or some other form of science to help educate the cookies, as well as them getting taught the ways of magic in return. Imagine if they began to make mechs or robots, give rise to a new "kingdom" that looks like a human city (with skyscrapers and such), and they also develop a new way of governance for cookies to use. It would probably inspire a lot of cookies to revive some technologies, or broaden upon existing technology, like the cars from the Golden Cheese Kingdom or the bikes/vehicles that certain entities utilize.

The human would invent bigger airplanes, jets, rockets, and defensive turrets to help protect the new city that hails the human as the ruler (despite them mostly just inventing things and utilizing their college learned skills to improve the life of the cookies). Imagine even more improvements as well! Instead of typical candy trains, the human constructs bullet trains, trams, and other various types of transportation. Including inventing navy-grade battleships, sonar technology, computerized functions, and newer technologies that enable a better lives for their cookie subjects. I like to think that the city that the human builds to mirror their own world would become known as the "City of Innovation", as the cookies that live there have optimized how life can be in cities. Such as public transportation, numerous parks, rooftop gardens, water (or soda) filtering plants, electricity, vehicles, airports, sea ports, optimized trains, solar/hydro powerplants, and a unique political system that is primarily overseen by the human's selected overseers, whom they choose based on positive merits. However, the resident cookies rarely see the human, as they only reserve an appearance for important matters. Such as a visiting monarch from a neighboring kingdom or a political concern of great importance. Otherwise, they mostly reside in the large building that serves as the center of their city. All this becomes possible because the human either takes initiative to expand the technology in the cookie world with a degree they have, or they work with cookies to help reverse engineer their technology so that cookiekind can benefit from the technology they have on them at the time they visit Earthbread.

If the human builds up their city from scratch, I like to think it looks like this. A very solarpunk and futuristic vibe to it. The city of innovation.

[batboyblog]

Things Biden and the Democrats did, this week #9

March 9-15 2024

The IRS launched its direct file pilot program. Tax payers in 12 states, Florida, New Hampshire, Nevada, South Dakota, Tennessee, Texas, Washington, Wyoming, Arizona, Massachusetts, California and New York, can now file their federal income taxes for free on-line directly with the IRS. The IRS plans on taking direct file nation wide for next year's tax season. Tax Day is April 15th so if you're in one of those states you have a month to check it out.

The Department of Education’s Office of Civil Rights opened an investigation into the death of Nex Benedict. the OCR is investigating if Benedict's school district violated his civil rights by failing to protect him from bullying. President Biden expressed support for trans and non-binary youth in the aftermath of the ruling that Benedict's death was a suicide and encouraged people to seek help in crisis

Vice President Kamala Harris became the first sitting Vice-President (or President) to visit an abortion provider. Harris' historic visit was to a Planned Parenthood clinic in St. Paul Minnesota. This is the last stop on the Vice-President's Reproductive Rights Tour that has taken her across the country highlighting the need for reproductive health care.

President Biden announced 3.3 billion dollars worth of infrastructure projects across 40 states designed to reconnect communities divided by transportation infrastructure. Communities often split decades ago by highways build in the 1960s and 70s. These splits very often affect communities of color splitting them off from the wider cities and making daily life far more difficult. These reconnection projects will help remedy decades of economic racism.

The Biden-Harris administration is taking steps to eliminate junk fees for college students. These are hidden fees students pay to get loans or special fees banks charged to students with bank accounts. Also the administration plans to eliminate automatic billing for textbooks and ban schools from pocketing leftover money on student's meal plans.

The Department of Interior announced $120 million in investments to help boost Climate Resilience in Tribal Communities. The money will support 146 projects effecting over 100 tribes. This comes on top of $440 million already spent on tribal climate resilience by the administration so far

The Department of Energy announced $750 million dollars in investment in clean hydrogen power. This will go to 52 projects across 24 states. As part of the administration's climate goals the DoE plans to bring low to zero carbon hydrogen production to 10 million metric tons by 2030, and the cost of hydrogen to $1 per kilogram of hydrogen produced by 2031.

The Department of Energy has offered a 2.3 billion dollar loan to build a lithium processing plant in Nevada. Lithium is the key component in rechargeable batteries used it electric vehicles. Currently 95% of the world's lithium comes from just 4 countries, Australia, Chile, China and Argentina. Only about 1% of the US' lithium needs are met by domestic production. When completed the processing plant in Thacker Pass Nevada will produce enough lithium for 800,000 electric vehicle batteries a year.

The Department of Transportation is making available $1.2 billion in funds to reduce decrease pollution in transportation. Available in all 50 states, DC and Puerto Rico the funds will support projects by transportation authorities to lower their carbon emissions.

The Geothermal Energy Optimization Act was introduced in the US Senate. If passed the act will streamline the permitting process and help expand geothermal projects on public lands. This totally green energy currently accounts for just 0.4% of the US' engird usage but the Department of Energy estimates the potential geothermal energy supply is large enough to power the entire U.S. five times over.

The Justice for Breonna Taylor Act was introduced in the Senate banning No Knock Warrants nationwide

A bill was introduced in the House requiring the US Postal Service to cover the costs of any laid fees on bills the USPS failed to deliver on time

The Senate Confirmed 3 more Biden nominees to be life time federal Judges, Jasmine Yoon the first Asian-America federal judge in Virginia, Sunil Harjani in Illinois, and Melissa DuBose the first LGBTQ and first person of color to serve as a federal judge in Rhode Island. This brings the total number of Biden judges to 185

[edutainer2022]

In commemoration of my very (sur)real adventure to get back to Berlin at night via public transport, in the company of two Finnish fellow guest professors, complete with multiple side-quests and setbacks, here's a little amusing John and Scott thing. Absolutely nothing hurts.

Many thanks to @janetm74 , as ever!

ODYSSEY

It was a truth universally acknowledged that only part of Scott was born on his birthday. The other one arrived as Virgil came to be, making a complete whole.

It was a lesser known fact that Scott and John had their strengths and competences that, while quite far removed in range, complimented each other, so together they formed a formidable unit. For example, John spoke impeccable German. Scott's German was a torturous tangled mess of mixed articles and cases, but was heavily reinforced by a smile and dimples that could charm the socks off a wooden fence. Together they were typically unstoppable on a trip.

None of those interoperable skills were of any use to them at the moment, in the middle of nowhere, Berlin Metropolitan area, approaching midnight. They had one jacket between them, Scott's, which John was currently wearing. Realistically he understood Scott wasn't actually "all good, Johnny, you know I run hot!", but the piercing chill left only the little brother portion of John's brain operational. Nobody could have forseen the German public transport system pulling a kafkaesque trick and sending them on a roundabout commute around Berlin across three to four connection rides by multiple transportation types. Reaching just ever so close but never enough to actually make it to their hotel.

Throwing the vast (one might say - unlimited) supply of money at the problem of getting back to the city from John's guest lecture was also impeded by an unexpected curveball - this late and this far away from the city limits translated into cash only services. Which they hadn't carried on them since about high-school. Their state-of-the-art comms were also rendered useless by the indomitable fact of there simply being no coverage.

Scott suggested walking or hitchhiking, which earned him an unimpressed turquoise glare - John opted out of Rescue Scouts at a tender age of six for a reason, thank you very much! The aforementioned dimples would have probably scored them a ride quite swiftly, but the plan wasn't without its demerits. The most prominent of those being killed by Kayo if she ever found out.

Despite the unfortunate circumstances that were bringing them no closer to the warm and comfortable suite in the Intercontinental, John was glad to be with Scott in this. He always secretly cherished big brother attending his academic talks, the buzz of the crowd fading away in the calming, centering presence. Biggest brother was also in possession of an ability to exhude undefeatable optimism and energetic attitude that, John suspected, he'd cracked up quite a bit for his sake, despite the cold and exhaustion. John felt safe and secure in the notion they would make it home soon no matter what. Scout's honor! Safe enough he actually dozed off on the denim clad shoulder on what was, hopefully, to be the last leg of their ardorous journey by U-bahn, that time.

The unexpected problem arrived as they actually walked the length of the street to the hotel. Of course it did! Intercontinental boasted the security levels vetted by multiple international intelligence agencies. By a strike of cosmic irony, those measures were tweaked up ever so more, because The Scott Tracy and his brother were staying over the week. Which meant a full lockdown past midnight. John audibly groaned. Scott burst into a laugh that was at least part hysteria.

That time it was nothing left for them to do but test the glorified security measures and do a field upgrade of their parcour and scaling skills. The security of Intercontinental foreseeably didn't hold up against two freezing, tired, and hungry Tracies on a mission, but at least, Kayo would have the hotel staff's heads, not theirs.

[bucktransit]

Kilburn Park Underground Station, London (1915)

Kilburn Park Station in 1915 stood as a clean, modern point of access to the expanding Bakerloo Line. Its tiled walls, roundel signage, and arched platform ceilings gave it a distinct London character. Commuters in overcoats and hats moved briskly through its gates, heading toward jobs in the West End or city centre. Trains arrived with punctual rhythm, offering a fast connection in an area still growing with new housing and roads. The station reflected early 20th-century optimism in public transport—efficient, affordable, and key to shaping the daily lives of Londoners moving beyond the core of the city.

[fearfulfertility]

CONFIDENTIAL MEMORANDUM

DRC, Black Ops Command, Covert Acquisition Unit

To: Director [REDACTED]

From: Administrator [REDACTED], Covert Acquisition Unit

Date: [REDACTED]

Subject: Surrogate Recruitment via Social Media Application

Executive Summary

This memorandum summarizes the initial pilot testing of "Broodr," a mobile dating application developed by the DRC Covert Acquisition Unit as an identification and capture tool of viable surrogate candidates within the Los Angeles metropolitan region.

The Broodr pilot program aims to:

Test effectiveness in luring suitable surrogate candidates aged 18-25.

Assess the app’s capability to profile and locate high-fertility individuals discretely.

Evaluate the overall success rate of transitioning online interactions into physical capture operations.

Operational Procedure

Broodr was launched covertly through standard digital app distribution channels. It is marketed as a casual social/dating application targeted at young, romantically single men. Four other apps in the market were also disrupted to reduce competition and increase public awareness. The application utilizes advanced profile analytics to identify users displaying surrogate-compatible traits based on fertility indicators such as age, athletic status, height, genetic background, and health metrics.

Once identified, candidates receive targeted messaging from AI bots and doctored profiles using altered photos of athletes and models designed to entice them to designated physical meeting locations. These meeting spots are strategically placed within zones easily secured by DRC rapid response capture teams.

Initial Test Results

Since the pilot launch [REDACTED] weeks ago, Broodr has attracted over [REDACTED] registered users within the target demographic.

[REDACTED]% of identified high-value targets initiated interactions leading to physical meetings.

Capture success rate currently stands at [REDACTED]%, exceeding initial operational goals.

Captured surrogates demonstrate above-average fertility rates, with an average fetal load of 12-16 embryos upon initial insemination.

Key Incident

On [REDACTED], Broodr successfully identified, seduced, and facilitated the capture of a high-profile fitness celebrity at our DRC detainment site in [REDACTED], Beverly Hills.

Mr. [REDACTED], a 23-year-old fitness influencer known for his muscular physique, extensive social following, and endorsements of health products, was identified as a prime surrogacy candidate due to exceptional fertility markers (5'11", 174 lbs pre-pregnancy, optimal athletic conditioning). 

Four real profiles and 28 tailored AI-generated profiles initially contacted him, depicting attractive, athletic personas that closely matched his profile's interests. This sophisticated digital interaction rapidly evolved into sexually graphic exchanges, successfully convincing him to attend what he believed to be a home address for a physical engagement.

“Hey, handsome ;)  Hott as fuck! A stud like you promising an unforgettable night got me seriously curious. What are you into? I would love to work out all your kinks, physical and sexy!” - Copy of Chat Log

Upon arrival at the designated location, a rapid response team swiftly and discreetly apprehended Mr. [REDACTED]. Upon completion of on-site insemination, secured transport protocols were immediately enacted, moving Mr. [REDACTED] to the nearby Paternity Compound 141, best equipped for his subsequent gestation, birth, and expiration. Mr. [REDACTED] was assigned the surrogate ID S-141-548-P (which will be used henceforth to identify the surrogate).

Post evaluations confirmed highly successful insemination, resulting in an exceptionally high fetal load of sexdecuplets (16 embryos), and in under 33 days, S-141-548-P's weight jumped to 534 lbs (+360 lbs) with an abdominal circumference of 96 inches (+64 inches), rendering the surrogate wholly bedridden and dependent on continuous medical supervision. Despite his extreme size and rapidly declining mobility, regular medical evaluations confirmed that S-141-548-P's health remained within acceptable operational parameters.

"I can barely process what's happened—my body’s unrecognizable. I used to flex these abs for millions online, and now they're buried beneath a mound of babies. I'm so enormous and heavy that breathing feels like a workout! I never thought I'd feel this helpless—or this big." - S-141-548-P, Gestation Day 21

Labor commenced on day 33 of gestation, and over 22 hours, all 16 fetuses were successfully delivered. Upon completion of delivery, vital signs deteriorated rapidly, culminating in S-141-548-P’s expiration approximately [REDACTED] minutes after the last fetus was expelled. Post-mortem assessments indicated complete [REDACTED] shutdown, extensive [REDACTED] to the [REDACTED] and [REDACTED] system. 

"I can't stop it! They’re coming! Everything's ripping apart, and every contraction feels like my belly's splitting open. Oh God—I can’t move, I can't breathe, but my body... I'm just so... fat…" - S-141-548-P, Gestation Day 33

Of particular note is that S-141-548-P was well known on social media channels for exemplifying his abdominal muscles, mainly using the moniker “All Core, No Compromise.” The primary cause of expiration was confirmed to be the macroscopic tearing and rupture of all abdominal muscles, a typical result for surrogates subjected to such high fetal loads.

Recommendations

The capture and subsequent pregnancy of such a notable public figure not only significantly boosted internal operational morale but also underscored the strategic efficacy of Broodr as an unprecedented method of securing high-value surrogate candidates. This incident has provided robust proof-of-concept evidence, strongly supporting further investment and nationwide deployment of the Broodr initiative.

Based on the Los Angeles pilot:

Expand Broodr's implementation to additional high-density urban areas (e.g., New York City, [REDACTED], San Francisco).

Increase application analytics capabilities to enhance fertility trait profiling.

Implement additional security protocols to ensure continued operational secrecy.

Conclusion

The pilot deployment of Broodr in the Los Angeles metro area confirms the application's high efficacy as a discreet surrogate recruitment and capture tool. Expansion into additional metropolitan zones is recommended to bolster surrogate conscription efforts further nationwide.

Prepared by: Assistant Director [REDACTED]

DRC, Black Ops Command, Covert Acquisition Unit

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[rideboomindia]

Based on the search results, here are some innovative technologies that RideBoom could implement to enhance the user experience and stay ahead of ONDC:

Enhanced Safety Measures: RideBoom has already implemented additional safety measures, including enhanced driver background checks, real-time trip monitoring, and improved emergency response protocols. [1] To stay ahead, they could further enhance safety by integrating advanced telematics and AI-powered driver monitoring systems to ensure safe driving behavior.

Personalized and Customizable Services: RideBoom could introduce a more personalized user experience by leveraging data analytics and machine learning to understand individual preferences and offer tailored services. This could include features like customizable ride preferences, personalized recommendations, and the ability to save preferred routes or driver profiles. [1]

Seamless Multimodal Integration: To provide a more comprehensive transportation solution, RideBoom could integrate with other modes of transportation, such as public transit, bike-sharing, or micro-mobility options. This would allow users to plan and book their entire journey seamlessly through the RideBoom app, enhancing the overall user experience. [1]

Sustainable and Eco-friendly Initiatives: RideBoom has already started introducing electric and hybrid vehicles to its fleet, but they could further expand their green initiatives. This could include offering incentives for eco-friendly ride choices, partnering with renewable energy providers, and implementing carbon offset programs to reduce the environmental impact of their operations. [1]

Innovative Payment and Loyalty Solutions: To stay competitive with ONDC's zero-commission model, RideBoom could explore innovative payment options, such as integrated digital wallets, subscription-based services, or loyalty programs that offer rewards and discounts to frequent users. This could help attract and retain customers by providing more value-added services. [2]

Robust Data Analytics and Predictive Capabilities: RideBoom could leverage advanced data analytics and predictive modeling to optimize their operations, anticipate demand patterns, and proactively address user needs. This could include features like dynamic pricing, intelligent routing, and personalized recommendations to enhance the overall user experience. [1]

By implementing these innovative technologies, RideBoom can differentiate itself from ONDC, provide a more seamless and personalized user experience, and stay ahead of the competition in the on-demand transportation market.

[unclegrumbles]

ULTIMATE DANNY PHANTOM

TUCKER FOLEY

Tucker had his nose buried in his phone before it was cool. Beyond gaming, he loves tinkering with his many gadgets to find new and creative ways to optimize them. Having access to the spare parts bin from the Fentons' laboratory grants Tucker a veritable buffet of tech to play with. Using their old tech, Tucker created his beloved PDA. Hidden beneath its standard functions is an encryption-cracking algorithm Tucker developed himself, capable of hacking into the most secure computers in town. Once Danny got his powers, Tucker began upgrading a special backpack with even more FentonWorks tech to aid in ghost hunting. Tucker's "Battlepack" contains a powerful, compact radio receiver linked to his PDA which allows him to tap into police radio comms and the FentonWorks' satnav ghost radar. It also includes a link port compatible with Fenton Thermoses, allowing Danny and the team to inspect certain traits of captured ghosts. An integrated Fenton powerbank can charge up all manner of devices, from phones to Fenton Thermoses and beyond. While Tucker takes pride in his role as the team's tech guy, he harbors some jealousy over Danny getting superpowers. That doesn't stop him from being Danny's closest, most reliable and loyal friend.

Powers and Abilities

Multitasking: Heavy is the head that wears the crown. As the self-described brains of the operation, Tucker is thusly saddled with the responsibility to handle more of the complex strategizing that comes with ghost hunting. After all, one does not simply hunt a ghost on a school night. Tucker takes on the task of checking weather, traffic, security, and even variables like public transportation and community events while coordinating with the rest of Team Phantom during a hunt. Tucker's obsession with data and details often prevents him from seeing the bigger picture.

PDA: While Tucker is too insecure to realize or admit it, the PDA he created is practically a superpower of its own. The encryption-cracking algorithm he created is based on a primitive program found in a discarded FentonWorks hard drive, but Tucker's skill with tech advanced the program far beyond its original state. By plugging into any computer linked to a network, Tucker can gain full access to all of its protected files. At the time of its creation, WiFi was still in its infancy. Regardless, Tucker integrated state-of-the-art WiFi tech into his PDA, allowing it to remotely interface with networked devices. Tucker can coordinate nearly all of Team Phantom's operations from the little machine.

Gamer™: Tucker, like Danny, is a proud member of the PC master race. Tucker has one of the best rigs in town, built with his own two hands, and has poured countless hours into late nights playing DOOMED with Danny. Once word slipped that Sam was one of the best gamers in their group, Tucker made it his life's mission to beat her high score in Superman 64, or die trying.

Confidence: Despite his very nerdy interests, Tucker oozes self-confidence. That translates well when talking to peers and adults alike. When Danny needs a pep-talk (that doesn't involve screaming from Sam), he goes to Tucker for wise words of encouragement.

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Tucker is immensely proud of this encryption-cracking algorithm, but recently it's given him cause for concern. During routine maintenance he'll sometimes discover lines of code that he didn't write. Other times the algorithm diagnostic log shows encryption-cracking attempts that he didn't initiate. It's almost as if the algorithm has taken on a life of its own...

[heliopauseentertainments]

Relentless Optimism

Part of MegOp Week 2024 Prompt - Day 2: Secret/Sacred Continuity: IDW1

Rating: General

Relationships: Megatron/Orion Pax

Characters: Megatron, Orion Pax

Warnings: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, AU of an AU, Xenoreligion, Weddings

Summary: In which Orion proudly takes up the mantle of Lord Protector. Precursor and canonical to An Unfamiliar Battlefield, but can be read alone.

Crossposting: AO3 | Dreamwidth Fic under cut. See AO3 for complete notes.

The music in the sanctuary wasn’t joyous, but rather somber, not unlike attending a funeral or a public execution. The notes were slow and low, occasionally undercut by a gentle drum beat. A very strange choice for a wedding, in Orion’s opinion.

He waited in an antechamber, the priests—all current or former military officers—polishing and perfuming his armor, not unlike preparing a body for the smelter.

Cameras watched in the corners of the room.

This ought to have been a happy occasion, but the high priest, unfortunately named Valve, had insisted that it was the traditional atmosphere for this particular temple. While being the Lord Protector of a Prime, any Prime, was an honor, ascension for the Fallen was a punishment.

Orion would likely die and it would likely be at the Fallen’s hands, as Valve had reminded him that morning. This would be his first funeral and the start of his sacred duty to tether a monster.

“Purported monster,” Orion silently reminded himself. His spark spun dizzyingly in his chest, but not from fear.

The last vessel of the Fallen had slain his lover, but this was different person now. They weren’t reincarnations, not like the other Primes.

The dirge continued to play outside. It was beautiful, even if tonally dissonant.

No guests had been invited. Only the priests, the jailers, were present to witness the formalizing of the union. He had never wanted a big wedding anyway; too much hullabaloo.

Orion had met Megatron before, briefly. A long time ago, when Megatron had been briefly in custody for alleged involvement in a bar fight. Orion had been the one to authorize his release.

He doubted Megatron remembered him. If he did, he likely only remembered Orion as the police captain that had taken mercy on him. At least they weren’t complete strangers.

Back then, Orion had read some of his writings, found them intriguing, but had failed to keep in touch like he had planned to and then Megatron had disappeared. After the miner’s riot and a report of a stolen transport, his whereabouts were unknown. Orion had always wondered what had become of him… until the news announced the installation of a new incarnation of the Fallen.

And there on the screen… the mild-mannered mech whose friendship Orion had sorely regretted missing out on. How he had gotten here, however, Orion couldn’t begin to imagine.

On impulse, Orion had applied for the open role of Lord Protector. He had long-since become discontent with his work in Rodion, like the holding cells were merely revolving doors. At least he could undo one regret.

The priests packed away their supplies and led him out into the dark sanctuary. It was lit only by small lamps, the thin blue beams of targeting lasers, and a powerful searchlight trained on a gray figure in the center of the room, standing next to Valve in his regalia, a shawl and robe—black save for purple geometric embroidery.

Megatron had also been polished for the occasion, but his wrists were bound in cuffs. Orion wasn’t sure if those were ceremonial or if they truly believed there was a risk.

Orion could hardly imagine Megatron hurting anyone, let alone doing anything to earn a place here. They could talk soon….

This looked far more like an execution than a wedding, though they were missing a headsman.

Spark spinning wildly in his chest, Orion was made to stop next to Megatron.

Megatron glanced at him out of the corner of his eyes but said nothing. Perhaps it was too much to expect that the excitement was mutual.

Valve began to recite the liturgy in one of the old tongues that Orion didn’t recognize, holding something small and shining high over his head. A key maybe, perhaps to the cuffs. Orion had never been religious enough to bother learning the liturgical languages, but the sounds were familiar, comforting rhythms, even if the meaning was lost on him.

Unfortunately, ever since Orion had arrived and won his place by challenging Megatron to single, unarmed combat—Valve had, regrettably, forbidden it—he had hardly had a chance to see or talk with Megatron. Months of combat training, refreshing the skills he already had and adding some new, had taken the place of any sort of courtship.

No more though, no more would he be prevented from rekindling their acquaintance and… maybe… hopefully more. Not after today, not after it was all official.

Valve instructed him to hold out his hands.

The item Valve had presumably blessed was placed in Orion’s palm, a lightweight metallic object. Cool to the touch.

A key.

“Repeat after me,” Valve ordered.

The words that followed formed a vow, but a very strange vow, one Orion could never have imagined.

Nodding, he turned and cautiously took hold of one of Megatron’s bound wrists.

“By removing these restraints,” he said, the words heavy in his mouth, “I take their place.”

The cuffs fell to the floor with an echoing thud as Orion clasped their now free hands together.

He had failed to help Megatron before; he would not fail again.

[vivsinkpot]

Writing Realistic University Settings: How Classes, Schedules, and Student Life Actually Work

(Because writing “college” as one big Hogwarts blur doesn’t quite cut it.)

If you’re writing fiction set in a university or college — especially in contemporary, dark academia, or literary settings — grounding it in how academic life actually functions can add a massive layer of realism. Here’s what you should know to get it right.

1. Class Schedules Are Loosely Structured — and Often Weird

Unlike high school, university students don’t have a full day of back-to-back classes. Their schedule might have gaps of hours — or entire days — between lectures.

A student might have:

A 10am lecture on Monday

A 3-hour lab on Tuesday

A 1-hour seminar Wednesday afternoon

Nothing at all on Friday

Schedules vary by subject. Creative writing majors might have 8 total hours a week. Engineering students might have 25+. That balance affects your characters’ free time, stress, and how they use (or waste) their days.

2. Courses Usually Have Multiple Components

One “class” might consist of several parts:

Lecture — Large group, led by professor. Not very interactive.

Seminar/Discussion — Smaller group, often student-led discussion.

Lab/Workshop — Practical work (for sciences, art, creative courses).

Tutorials — 1-on-1 or small group feedback, often with a TA or tutor.

Characters might attend all these under a single course name. It’s not just sitting in one room taking notes — it’s varied, and often chaotic.

3. Students Don’t Live at School All Day

Unless it’s a boarding-style campus (like Oxford), university students often:

Live in dorms (called “halls” or “residence” in the UK) for 1–2 years

Then move to cheap rented flats or houses with friends

Commute to campus on foot, by bike, or public transport

Have long, strange days (e.g. class at 9am and 5pm, nothing in between)

Where they live shapes their experience. A student still in halls might be isolated or living loud. A student in a shared flat might be poor, overworked, and hosting friends for pasta at midnight.

4. You’re Expected to Self-Manage

Professors don’t chase you for homework. Nobody reminds you about deadlines. You might have 1 or 2 essays for an entire term — and they’re 50% of your grade. It’s sink or swim.

“Doing well” = reading 5 articles a week, attending seminars, and prepping for exams…

“Barely scraping by” = skipping everything except the final essay.

Show your characters navigating this — panicking over procrastination, falling behind, or using clever tricks to make it work.

5. Every Subject Has Its Own Culture

A history student and a chemistry student live different lives. One may spend time in dusty libraries; the other might be in the lab from 9 to 5.

Arts/humanities = fewer contact hours, more reading

Sciences/engineering = heavy schedules, labs, practical exams

Medicine = placements, long hours, relentless stress

This changes how your characters talk, what they carry, how exhausted they are — and who they meet. It even affects the vibe of their friendships.

6. Terms, Semesters, and Burnout Cycles

Universities usually run on terms or semesters. Depending on the country:

UK = Autumn, Spring, Summer terms (with a big Easter break)

US = Fall and Spring semesters (often with a Summer term)

Weeks 1–3 = optimism

Weeks 4–6 = illness and existential dread

Week 10+ = deadlines, caffeine, and emotional collapse

Use that timeline to track your characters’ mental state. Time of year matters.

7. The Real Academic Struggles Are Personal

What you study becomes part of your identity — especially if your story is character-driven.

Are they passionate about their subject or just chasing a degree?

Is their academic confidence high — or secretly crumbling?

Do they argue with tutors? Compete with peers? Get crushed by pressure?

Academic life isn’t just “going to class.” It’s a pressure cooker of identity, intellect, and independence.

TL;DR:

Writing a university story? Don’t just focus on romance and dorm drama.

Layer in how classes are structured, how schedules shape social life, how students really live.

Because when it feels true, it sticks.

[riverwriter]

Okay, this is not my usual at all. It’s political, specifically U.S. politics. Again, if this is not your thing, you've been warned.

I'm feeling heart broken right now.

It's similar to how I felt on November 8, 2016, and on January 6, 2021.

But this is worse. Probably because last night two elderly white men came into my city and shut it down for hours in the middle of a historically hot summer, so that their motorcades could get through, on the tax payer dime, all so that they could yell at each other for 90 minutes.

It wasn't an issue for me or my family, but it was for many, and sitting in traffic or at public transport stations for a long time in this heat is dangerous.

But I don't think either of these men have thought beyond their political careers in years. And the fact that they haven't even hired anybody who would point out that this was a bad idea is just...an entirely different level of concerning. Because it means that they're surrounded by idiots, or they just don't care. Pick your poison.

OH! BUT! But Georgia's a swing state! Obviously they had to make an appearance here.

Who cares about the actual well being of its residents? If they die they can't vote against either party.

Then they proceeded to have a terrible debate. Cringe worthy.

However, congratulations Mr. President (the current, not the former) I will vote for you because you've never been recorded admitting to a sexual assault. That's a bar so low it's beneath the floor.

(I'd vote for a corpse before I voted for your predecessor, for the record.)

But that girl that I used to be who majored in political science. The young woman who went to law school. The one that believed in the fairness of our legal system- I miss her.

I've gained a lot of knowledge in the past decade, I should know better than to hope that things will end up turning out well. But the part of me that adored the optimism of "The West Wing" has held on all this time, and just when I think I couldn't be more disappointed... here we are.

If you’ve read this far I appreciate you. Thanks for letting me rant.

[thistransient]

More musings on Naha:

- My Japan-visiting history includes Naha in 2018 and Tokyo in 2023 (each for 3 nights). I loved Naha the first time, but did not really have the same feeling about Tokyo (which I chalked up to insufficient planning, sprained ribs, and having gotten over the first-time-in-Japan thrill). But I also loved my second time in Naha! The factors I think are at play:

1. Public transport: there's a singular monorail, no need to navigate Tokyo's convoluted two-company labyrinth of an MRT system. It was also a brisk 12 minute ride from the station nearest my hotel to Naha International, unlike the commute from the city center to the airports servicing Tokyo. It's also only a 1 hr 30 minute flight from Taipei, can't really beat that.

2. Walkability: to get anywhere else in Okinawa one must rent a car, but it's perfectly possible to stroll around Naha center on foot. I spent quite a bit of time on the train in Tokyo (and all that that entailed) trying to explore different neighborhoods, which was tiring. I didn't feel threatened by motorised traffic in either city but I found myself jumping out of the way of bicycles in Tokyo a few times.

3. Shīsā (シーサー, 風獅爺, 獅子): "a traditional Ryukyuan cultural artifact and decoration derived from Chinese guardian lions, often seen in similar pairs, resembling a cross between a lion and a dog, from Okinawan mythology. Shisa are wards, believed to protect from some evils. People place pairs of shisa on their rooftops or flanking the gates to their houses, with the left shisa traditionally having a closed mouth, the right one an open mouth. The open mouth shisa traditionally wards off evil spirits, and the closed mouth shisa keeps good spirits in." I love these things so much, they are so fun to spot while walking around, people even dress them up in little outfits depending on the season!

(At this point I should optimally visit a third city to triangulate my experiences a bit.)

- I find if I only go somewhere for a few days, it can be really nice to not buy a SIM card, just download an offline map, save some restaurant locations, and wander around looking at stuff almost like the pre-smartphone days.

- At some point I was also thinking to myself "wow, sometimes it's nice being in a country with minimal hawkers, hustlers, and touts! No one is trying to sell me stuff unsolicited!" Then I accidentally wandered into the red light district while taking a roundabout stroll to a shrine on the edge of town. The deserted back streets of Naha sprang to life and suddenly I was very popular (I suppose it must get boring for them at noon on a Sunday, but I felt like a lone gazelle on the savanna and made a hasty escape with a lot of head shaking and staring intently at the pavement). Perhaps they intentionally put the brothels near the temple to ensnare wayward tourists, who knows.

- The silence of Naha streets compared to the incessant scooter-revving in Taipei made me wonder how much psychic damage the noise pollution is really dealing me on a daily basis. I was also operating with a Taiwanese mindset when jaywalking across a median to get to a supermarket (only because I'd seen some locals doing it), and stepped back cautiously to wait for an oncoming bus which I was sure would otherwise punch me a one-way ticket to the afterlife. Instead, it STOPPED. There wasn't even a cross-walk! I waved somewhat guiltily and scampered away full of wonderment. Frankly I did not really want to come back from pedestrian heaven where there are zero scooters on the unobstructed sidewalks and crossing the street is not a hair-raising experience.

- By sheer, strange coincidence I ran into a friend on the street (as she was getting off a bus), who definitely should not have been in Japan (she told me she was moving back, probably to Tokyo, only after Christmas)- she was in Okinawa for approximately 24 hours to look at real estate and didn't have time to hang out but it was very surreal to catch up for a couple minutes.

To be honest I had had some ambitions for trying out more Duolingo-learnt phrases, but in the moment chickened out and ended up just pointing at stuff lest I give the impression I was capable of more in-depth conversation beyond これをください³. I've had vague thoughts about language school (for the purpose of being able to communicate about print-making and/or shibari, but also to test the waters beyond the tourist experience), and I feel in theory knowing Mandarin first should help with learning kanji, but on the other hand I look at this

- I was a bit surprised when the airline queue employee in International Departures started talking to me in Japanese off the bat (something that has never happened in TPE with Mandarin, they see a westerner and have real low linguistic expectations), so I eyed her a bit blankly til she was done and then tested out my Duolingo skills with 日本語が話せませ¹ to which she responded 英語?², I said "yeah" and she told me I needed to use the kiosk first, to which I protested that I'm always prompted to go to the counter for document verification, but then for once the thing actually didn't (take note if you're doing visa runs, Peach Aviation evidently gives no shits about exit flights).

¹ I don't speak Japanese

² English?

- Last but not least, I flew back south only to find Taipei 5 degrees Celsius colder than Naha, the bidet frostier than ever. 再見琉球，等我回來 T_T

and in my mind it says "Jiùmìng dòngyī wa zuòxí no xià ni arimasu". I think I will stay in Taiwan for now. (Also apparently immigration is not super keen on people over 30 with dubious employment history rocking up for language school in Japan, but that's a bridge to cross when one comes to it).

³ Please give me this

[fearfulfertility]

CONFIDENTIAL BLACK OPS REPORT

Black Ops Command, Covert Acquisition Unit

Date: [REDACTED]

To: Director [REDACTED]

From: Assistant Director [REDACTED]

Subject: Conscription of Olympic Wrestling Team

Executive Summary

The DRC Intelligence Division has successfully executed the interception and conscription of the Olympic Wrestling Team—comprising 10 wrestlers and 3 coaches—on their way to the Olympic Games in [REDACTED].

The athletes, identified as high-fertility candidates, were covertly redirected mid-flight and transported to a high-security DRC facility. The three coaches, deemed unsuitable for surrogacy due to age, have been detained indefinitely at Site [REDACTED]. This strategic acquisition secured a robust group of surrogate candidates and conveniently diverted public focus from recent corruption allegations within the [REDACTED] Field Office.

Operation Details

Target Identification and Surveillance: The Olympic Wrestling Team was identified through pre-Olympic health screenings, where elevated fertility markers and physical attributes indicated high suitability for surrogacy. These individuals’ genetic and physical profiles positioned them as prime candidates for high-yield multiple pregnancies.

Interception and Redirection: DRC operatives chartered a plane via a holding company that sponsored the team, with flight-trained DRC employees flying the jet. En route to [REDACTED], the aircraft experienced a controlled redirection under the guise of a mechanical emergency. The flight was safely diverted to a classified DRC airfield, where all 13 passengers were sedated and transported without incident.

Public Misdirection: Media coverage framed the incident as a tragic mechanical failure over the [REDACTED] Ocean, followed by the presumed loss of all passengers over international waters. DRC-controlled media rapidly steered public attention away from the [REDACTED] incident at the [REDACTED] Field Office, ensuring the search and rescue operations to bury the story.

Conscription Process: Once secured at the facility, the 10 wrestlers were subjected to standard DRC intake protocols, including physiological and hormonal optimization procedures. Their primed physiques allowed for high-volume gestations. Coaches, however, were found to be past optimal reproductive age. These individuals are being held indefinitely at Site [REDACTED] to prevent potential information breaches.

Surrogate Status

Following their insemination at Paternity Compound [REDACTED], each athlete was placed in a specially isolated ward, with access restricted to only DRC personnel with the highest security clearance.

Below is an overview of each athlete, including initial interviews and current status updates. Insemination counts range from 12 to 20 fetuses, tailored to each individual’s physiological resilience and compliance potential.

Case File Template

Surrogate ID #

Insemination Count

Starting Weight / Current Weight / Total Weight Gain

Current Status

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1. Surrogate ID #S???-2211-R

Insemination Count: Octodecuplets (18)

125 lbs / 305 lbs / +180 lbs

Current Status: Rapid weight gain and abdominal expansion. Displays high endurance but significant respiratory strain. Monitored 24/7 due to increased risk from high embryo count.

“Nothing could’ve prepared me for this. My whole body feels hijacked. Every day feels like I’m carrying twice the weight in my stomach alone. Every inch of me feels stretched out, like a worn-out and over-inflated tire.”

2. Surrogate ID #S???-2212-L

Insemination Count: Dodecuplets (12)

143 lbs / 263 lbs / +120 lbs

Current Status: Relatively stable, though psychological distress is noted. Adaptation to weight gain is within acceptable parameters, but abdominal pressure is causing mild physical distress.

“Every inch of me feels like it’s bloated and stretched. I’m trapped in this body that doesn’t even feel like mine anymore. I used to push my limits, but this… this is beyond anything I ever thought possible, and it’s terrifying to think I’m only days away from giving birth.”

3. Surrogate ID #S???-2213-P

Insemination Count: Sexdecuplets (16)

165 lbs / 325 lbs / +160 lbs

Current Status: Subject is experiencing above-average abdominal growth, with particular strain on the linea alba and umbilicus. Increased feeding regimen has been implemented to support fetal development.

“Every day, it feels like I’m losing a part of who I am. My muscles ache, my belly’s taking over my whole body… it’s unreal. I can’t escape it, and I’m not sure how much more my body can handle before it just… gives out.”

4. Surrogate ID #S???-2214-T

Insemination Count: Vigintuplets (20)

155 lbs / 355 lbs / +200 lbs

Current Status: Severe abdominal distension; subject requires frequent oxygen support and specialized bed rest to reduce physical strain. Displays high discomfort, with frequent complaints of extreme pressure and difficulty moving.

“They… they put twenty inside me?! This can’t be possible. Every breath is a struggle, and even lying down feels like I’m suffocating under the weight. I used to be team captain, but now I’m just… this. I can’t even look at myself in the mirror without feeling like a blimp.”

5. Surrogate ID #S???-2215-N

Insemination Count: Quattuordecuplets (14)

160 lbs / 300 lbs / +140 lbs

Current Status: Moderate physical distress noted, but subject is adapting within expected limits. Requires assistance for basic mobility due to abdominal girth and weight.

“I was a three-time Olympic champion, and now I’m just… swelling up with babies. Every breath feels like a struggle. My body isn’t my own anymore. It’s hard to even remember life before this constant weight, this… pressure that never lets up”

6. Surrogate ID #S???-2216-0

Insemination Count: Quindecuplets (15)

175 lbs / 325 lbs / +150 lbs

Current Status: Notable for rapid abdominal growth and fatigue. Psychological distress was observed but manageable. Nutritional supplements have been increased to support fetal health.

“Everything is huge, heavy. It’s like every time I close my eyes, I wake up bigger and fatter. I was supposed to be out there competing, winning medals, but now… now I’m just an incubator they keep feeding, keep filling, and it’s exhausting.”

7. Surrogate ID #S???-2217-L

Insemination Count: Dodecuplets (12)

190 lbs / 310 lbs / +120 lbs

Current Status: Moderate tolerance to physical strain, with regular complaints of pressure and discomfort. Adaptation to feeding schedule is satisfactory, and fetal development remains within target parameters.

“It’s like my body’s being pushed to the absolute limit. How am I supposed to carry all of this? My back feels like it’s breaking every time I try to stand. I’m exhausted just from breathing. I wonder if this is finally the day I can’t take another step.”

8. Surrogate ID #S???-2218-R

Insemination Count: Octodecuplets (18)

202 lbs / 382 lbs / +180 lbs

Current Status: High discomfort with significant abdominal girth. Subject experiences fatigue and requires intensive care to manage high fetal load. Assistance with breathing provided due to compression of the diaphragm.

"Every day, I wake up heavier, rounded, and it’s… terrifying. My entire body feels like it’s being swallowed up by my womb. There’s this constant pressure, and sometimes I can’t even get a full breath.”

9. Surrogate ID #S???-2219-M

Insemination Count: Tridecuplets (13)

205 lbs / 335 lbs / +130 lbs

Current Status: Stable physical adaptation, though significant mental strain observed. Consistently expresses dissatisfaction with physical limitations and discomfort due to abdominal weight.

“I keep wondering if it’s a nightmare, but I wake up, and it’s real. My body is… unrecognizable. Everything hurts. I feel like a prisoner in my own skin, weighed down by something I never asked for. This isn’t what I was supposed to be.”

10. Surrogate ID #S???-2220-Q

Insemination Count: Septendecuplets (17)

211 lbs / 381 lbs / +170 lbs

Current Status: High physical strain; subject requires frequent rest and support due to extreme abdominal distension. Respiratory and cardiological support was provided to alleviate compression issues.

“They say I’m still strong, but every step is exhausting, every breath harder. I miss the life I used to have. I used to be in control, but now I’m just… filled and stretched beyond anything I thought my body could handle.”

Distraction: [REDACTED] Field Office Corruption Report

The sudden disappearance of this high-profile group has effectively overshadowed ongoing corruption allegations in the [REDACTED] Field Office. Investigations into mismanaged funds, unauthorized conscription tactics, and ethical violations have attracted unwanted public scrutiny. However, with national attention redirected to the mystery surrounding the team’s disappearance, interest in the field office investigation has markedly declined, providing a temporary reprieve for DRC to enact internal corrective actions and evidence suppression activities.

Concluding Notes

The ten surrogates have successfully completed their gestations and deliveries, culminating in a total birth count of 155 viable infants. Despite the intense strain placed upon each surrogate, the program has achieved a landmark output, meeting DRC objectives for high-volume multiparity births. Each surrogate expired post-delivery, as anticipated, given the high embryo counts and extreme physical demands.

Summary of Outcomes:

Total Surrogates: 10

Total Babies Delivered: 155

Average Fetal Count per Surrogate: ~15.5

Range of Fetal Counts: 12–20

Detailed Birth Summary: Each surrogate endured an exhaustive labor process spanning approximately 34-46 hours. Specialized birthing teams were stationed to handle each surrogate's unique requirements, ensuring maximal survival rates for the newborns.

Despite the anticipated high mortality rates for the surrogates, medical personnel provided continuous monitoring and medical support throughout labor to maintain the stability of both surrogates and infants. Each surrogate remained conscious despite the physical strain approaching critical levels during the final delivery stages.

Final Notes from Medical Team: While the outcome represents a considerable achievement in terms of national birth quotas, each surrogate’s body was ultimately unable to sustain life post-delivery due to compounded respiratory, [REDACTED], and [REDACTED] failure, despite extensive intervention efforts.

The sacrifices made by these surrogates will have a lasting impact on the DRC’s overall population goals. Their contributions have enabled a critical surge in birth numbers for this quarter, particularly valuable for low-compliance zones.

Quotes from Medical Personnel:

“This operation has been one of our most intense and demanding undertakings. The physical capacity of these men was tested to the utmost. While the outcome was foreseen, their physical caliber allowed us to achieve unparalleled results.” - Dr. [REDACTED], Senior Obstetric Specialist

“These infants are the legacy of the high-multiparity model. Each newborn carries the genetic strength and vitality intended for the next generation. We are proud of what has been achieved here.” - Dr. [REDACTED], Chief Neonatologist

Concluding Statement: This operation has been officially closed, with all objectives met. All infants are now under continuous care, with strict protocols in place to ensure optimal development. The surrogates' service is acknowledged with the utmost respect, and their legacy is solidified within DRC records as a critical success in meeting national reproductive targets.

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To: Assistant Director [REDACTED]

From: Director [REDACTED]

Subject: RE: Conscription of Olympic Wrestling Team

To: Director [REDACTED]

I extend my deepest congratulations to all involved in the recent operation of successfully executing this complex and high-stakes project. The birth of 155 viable infants represents an extraordinary achievement in our ongoing efforts to meet and exceed national reproductive quotas.

Each of you played an essential role in ensuring the success of this endeavor.

While we acknowledge the impressive results achieved through the conscription of elite athletes, I must note that such an operation like this is unlikely to be feasible in the immediate future. Too many athletes start disappearing, and the conspiracy theories will become common public knowledge.

That said, I am not opposed to exploring alternative high-profile groups in the future to assess their potential viability as surrogates.

In the interim, I trust that you will apply the learnings from this project to optimize future operations.

Once again, congratulations on this milestone achievement.

With appreciation,

Director [REDACTED]

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