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UBEO Expands Footprint in Northeast with New Acquisition

UBEO Expands Footprint in Northeast with New Acquisition

UBEO Business Services, one of the United States’ largest national providers of business technology and related services, announced that it’s acquired Seacoast Business Machines for an undisclosed sum. Seacoast Business Machines has two locations in New Hampshire, was established in 1984, and sells HP, Sharp, and Xerox equipment. UBEO says the acquisition will expand its East Coast…

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2.5

The first new chapter since I accidentally deleted everything! As denoted by the 2, this is from Story 2 which focuses on Orio. Despite that, this takes place shortly after 1.10. don't worry about it!

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(Also, please feel free to ask some questions about the situation!)

The jar of brother on his desk is still, as it has been since he captured the rogue shifter.

Admittedly, he would like to just destroy it himself. But a part of him does still care for his sibling. Orio stands from his seat and picks up the jar, holding it in front of his face.

"Now listen, Ubeo. I know you're awake, you were moving around earlier." He pauses, looking around before waving a hand. The chair disappears from his desk and reappears behind him, he sits down, leaning forwards with his elbows on his knees. "I also know that you're probably sulking because you know I have to turn you over to Gharan and... She'll want to unravel you. As interesting as that kind of karma would be for you, I don't fancy losing you." He puts a hand on the side of the glass jar and the blue goo within wiggles a bit, moving to cover where Orio's hand is.

"I know you're not fond of me. You're upset because of everything that's happened…But I'm your only way out of this situation. You almost hurt Michael. Both Oswald and Gharan are going to be more than upset with you...being shredded is the least of your worries." There's no response from Ubeo, but Orio continues.

"The way I see it, you have two choices. I either take you to Gharan and she does god knows what to you or…" he grimaces, "I take you to the same beings that made me human. Or rather… froze me into the shape I'm in." Ubeo's slacks from the side of the jar. Falling into a resting position as if he were just water.

"I know you don't like the idea of it, but it would be better than death. And I know you're thinking that this is just me trying to get revenge on you or something, but it would be for the best. She wouldn't be able to touch you. And I would take care of you as best I can." When there's no response, he sighs and leans back, putting his hands in his lap.

"I'll give you till tomorrow to decide."

The following morning, Orio pops the lid off the jar. Ubeo had promised not to go berserk, so he trusted him enough to do this. Ubeo reforms next to the jar and kicks it.

"Stupid glass."

"...So you've made your decision then."

"Yeah, I'm… gonna try things your way." Ubeo grimaces, but Orio lights up.

"You're not joking with me right?"

Ubeo chuckles kind of half heartedly, "I mean, I don't have much choice otherwise if I want to live, right? So...What do I need to do?"

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The cold further north didn't agree with Ubeo, but he had promised his brother that he would work with him, so he followed him there, to the furthest reaches of the Arctic at the north pole. They come out of the teleport in icy winds and snow whipping around them, nipping at their extremities, stealing their breath.

"So this is the place?!" Ubeo shouts, fighting to be heard over the wind. Orio nods, staying silent with a firm grimace. Whether it's fear or respect that's keeping him quiet is anyone's guess.

Lanterns light a path to a small structure of stone and ice surrounded by a circle of candles in the snow.

They trudge up the path and stop just outside the circle and Orio pulls a lighter from his pocket. It's strangely quiet here, almost as if there's a bubble around them. He lights the candles, the flames flicker, but don't go out. When they're lit, Orio takes his place back by Ubeo, he keeps his eyes on the structure, but finally speaks.

"They told me to find them here, if I ever needed their services again."

"Who's 'They'?"

"The Gods. The Administrator's assistant should meet us here."

"Administrator-?"

A sudden strike of lightning comes down on the roof of the structure. Striking it and passing through. When it disappears, standing there is a tall being, their eyes aren't cold, but not friendly either. They smile, and something about it is unsettling, as they descend down the steps of the structure.

"Hello again, split one." They're addressing Orio, who kind of sighs and crosses his arms.

"Look, I'm not here for pleasantries. I'm here for-"

"Your Brother. The charmed one?" Their head turns- more like snaps- to stare at Ubeo, who takes a small step back, gritting his teeth and kind of bristling.

"Yes he wants-"

"To undergo the same treatment you went through. So that he's not tied to...Her. Anymore." Ubeo's shoulders slack a bit.

"Am I wrong?" The creature asks. "Is that not what you want?"

"...Well. no. But it's the best I deserve right now." The conversation pauses as the creature considers Ubeo's words, but then it nods.

"I understand. Very well. Follow me." It turns and walls back up the steps. Ubeo looks to Orio for down sort of assistance. Orio merely nods and gestures for Ubeo to follow. He sighs and does so. A glowing portal appears at the top of the steps and they go through. Orio sits down to wait

[chistes21]

Invierno muy frio

En pleno otoño, los indios le preguntan a su nuevo jefe si el próximo invierno será frío o templado. Ya que el jefe pertenece a una generación moderna y jamás aprendió los viejos secretos de sus ancestros, mira al cielo y no puede predecir qué va a suceder con el clima. Aun así, les advierte que recojan leña. Como es un hombre práctico, poco tiempo después llama por teléfono al Servicio Meteorológico Nacional. ?¿El próximo invierno será muy frío? ?pregunta. ?Es probable ?le contestan. El jefe vuelve con su pueblo y les dice que se pongan a juntar más leña. Una semana después, llama de nuevo por teléfono. ?¿Será un invierno muy frío? ?vuelve a preguntar. ?Sí, será un invierno muy frío ?le responden. El jefe vuelve a ordenar a su gente recolectar toda la leña que puedan. Dos semanas más tarde, el jefe hace otra llamada telefónica: ?¿Están seguros de que el próximo invierno será muy frío? ?Completamente ?le contestan?. Va a ser uno de los inviernos más fríos que se hayan conocido. ?¿Y cómo están tan seguros? ?indaga el jefe. ?¡Porque los indios están juntando leña como locos! ))))))))))) ofrecido por https://descuentos.guru/ubeo

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Noche de pasión

Noche de pasión Echado aquí en mi cama... tengo el pensamiento fuerte en ti ... y me da ganas de agarrarte y apretarte lo mas fuerte que pueda, debido a lo que sucedió la noche pasada! Me dan muchas ganas de apretarte... La noche caliente y tranquila me deja mas angustiado. Apareciste... y todo paso en esta cama. Rapidito te aproximaste, sin ningún pudor, te acercaste a mi cuerpo desnudo. Percibiendo mi indiferencia, te acercaste mas...y mas... Mordías mi cuerpo sin ningún escrúpulo, hasta mis partes mas intimas y me dejabas como un loco! Hasta que me dormí... Hoy... cuando me desperté, te busque desesperadamente, pero no te encontré. Por toda la sabana estaban rastros de todo lo que ocurrió durante esta noche. En mi cuerpo dejaste marcas para que yo no me olvidara de ti. Esta noche, voy a acostarme mas temprano y te esperare... Cuando llegues, ni quiero pensar en la rapidez que tendré cuando te acerques a mi! Voy a saltar y te agarrare con toda mi fuerza para que no escapes mas de mi! Quiero apretar todo tu cuerpo. Solo descansare cuando sienta la sangre caliente de tu cuerpo. Solo así podré librarme de ti, mosquito cabrón hijo de la gran pu..! :-) ofrecido por https://descuentos.guru/ubeo

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Great Original Animated Artwork from Ubeo

1.Another 3D treatment of a simple sketch that caught my eye - drawn by Ale13

2.CG Art and animation by UBEO

3.Featuring a sketch drawn by Siluriformes

4.2D to 3D transformation, done by myself, of a charcoal on paper sketch drawn by Ashley White Jacobsen

5.My animation - added to an original artwork by Tubidu Graphics

6.My animation of an excellent painting by Paolo Troilo

7.Created using a single drawing/painting by Hannes Andersson

8.From a single photograph featuring Mermaid Melissa

9.Animated using a single image, painted by Bayo -NOTE TO SELF: do this one again, but do a better job on it.

10.My animation  of a mixed-media piece by Oliver Regueiro

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UBEO Acquires Centric Business Systems, Expands To Mid-Atlantic

UBEO Acquires Centric Business Systems, Expands To Mid-Atlantic

UBEO Business Services (“UBEO”), one of the largest national providers of business technology and related services, is proud to announce that Centric Business Systems has joined the UBEO family of companies. Austin, TX – 19 January, 2022 – UBEO Business Services (“UBEO”), one of the largest national providers of business technology and related services, is proud to announce that Centric Business…

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.........DEEP SEA GIFT..........

artwork by Oliver Regueiro

animation by Ubeo.

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UBEO Acquires Colorado Document-Imaging Dealer

Texas-based UBEO Business Services, a printer, copier, and document-management solutions company,  announced that it’s acquired ADS Imaging Solutions of Denver, Colorado, for an undisclosed sum. ADS Imaging Solutions, led by Allison Ward, has been providing wide-format and technical imaging solutions for over 25 years. It sells Canon wide-format and technical printers; Context document scanners;…

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2.4

Enjoy <3

The main city is one of the few places that the people on Earth live in relative peace, so it’s become one of the busiest places as well. And by extension it’s audibly and visually noisy. Advertisements and signs on the side of buildings bring lights and sounds. In what’s generally known as “The Hub” of the city, a large screen sits on the side of the building belonging to the local news station, playing news and reports from all over the world. It’s not uncommon to see a few advertisements on it either. It’s here today that Orio has business. His car rolls up in front of the building, and he gets out. He is quickly spotted by fans and surrounded.

“Excuse me- I have to get through, sorry I’m running a tad bit late,” He does his best to squeeze past and escape into the building.

The inside is much quieter. The sounds of people answering phonecalls and conducting interviews can be heard. Orio lets out a brief relieved sigh before walking up to the front desk.

“Excuse me miss?” He addresses the secretary at the front desk in his kindest voice. She turns and smiles up at him, her name tag reads “Cherry”, a pretty accurate name as she has bright red hair that goes down her back.

“Oh Orio! You must be here to finally lets us interview you, huh?”

“Ah..No. I’m afraid I have other business. I need to speak with your boss...Or whoever it is that manages the reporter Miss Kira Errent?”

“Hmm…” She turns to her computer screen, quickly typing to look up some info before stopping. “Wait, you mean the intern?”

“...Intern? She’s an intern?” He raises an eyebrow.

“Yeah she gets us coffee and does the Fluffy Friday reports. She’s currently on a paid internship with us to help with college- Wait why do you need to speak to her manager? What did she do?”

“She broke into my office...Several times. To try and get an interview with me.” There’s a clatter of some kind of tray on the ground that grabs their attention. There stands Kira, blonde hair pulled back in a pony tail, wearing her glasses, having just dropped a tray of coffee. Her face is beet red.

“Ah, Kira. We meet again. I would say it’s nice to see you but I did throw a broom to try and get you out of my home.”

“Mr. Orio I..Um…” She stutters, only just realizing that she had dropped what she had been carrying and starts to scoop up the tray and now empty cups, the coffee staining the carpet.

“Kira is that true?” They’ve drawn the attention of some of the other people in the room.

“Well uh…” She tosses the cups and tray. “I…” She scratches the back of her head and promptly runs out of the lobby, absconding to some other part of the building. Orio is surprised to say the least. He hadn’t been expecting that of all things.

“Well...I can definitely get you a meeting with her super or..send her a message or something. If you want me to, that is.” Orio holds up a hand and turns back to her.

“No no, I...I think that’s alright. Just..Forget this whole thing.”

“Are you sure?” Cherry raises an eyebrow. Orio chuckles a bit, turning to leave.

“I’ve had a pretty odd week. A nosy reporter..er- intern. Is the least of my troubles. Take care, Cherry.” He gives a small wave as he turns to exit the building.

“A-alright. See you, Orio.”

The ride back home is short, Orio makes his way back to his office swiftly, itching to get back to work and write down some of this new information. It’s not long before one of his cats interrupts him.

“Hm? Oh, I should get something to eat, huh.” The cat mrrps at him and gestures towards the front door.

“Huh?” He raises an eyebrow and looks that way, there’s a knock soon after. He gets the door.

Kira is on the other side of it, head tilted down, mouth pursed like she’s eaten a lemon. She’s still very red in the face and it looks like she’s been crying a bit.

“Oh, Miss Kira Errent. I almost didn’t recognize you because you knocked.” He smirks, but rather quickly realizes that humor is probably not the best for this situation. “Um...What’s up?”

“...I...Came to apologize. My actions these past few weeks haven’t been… Good.”

“...You’re fine. It’s not a big deal-”

“Well it was a big enough deal for you to embarrass me at work!” She very quickly chips her head upwards, staring him in the eyes. Orio takes a small step back.

“Eh-Embarass you? You broke into my house! You’re lucky I didn’t call the police on you!”

She bites her lip, looking away. “Maybe but you still...I could’ve lost my job.”

“Then why did you risk it if it’s so important to you?”

“...I want to be a reporter, an actual reporter. I thought...that if I was able to do something my boss hasn’t been able to do...that maybe I could speed up my progress in this line of work. I wanted-”

“Say no more. You’ve got ambitions...And while I don’t agree with breaking into my house...I can put in a good word for you...Do you have your questions ready?” He gives her a small smile and holds out his hand. She looks up at him, mouth agape, and then smiles, taking his hand.

“I always do!”

“Come on in then, Kira Errent.”

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"So, my least favorite creation made himself human and you came to whine to me about it." Gharan looks up from her current project, a hellhound-like beast that needed a healthy amount of heat that was being supplied by the candles in the room. Izora stands to the side taking notes as per usual when Ubeo is here. The other assistants mill about, but it's not like Ubeo or Gharan ever paid the more expendable ones any mind.

"...I figured you would want to know." 

"The moment he left my grasp I stopped caring, Ubeo. I only look forwards, you know that."

"Even with the success he's had outside of your hands? Even with him betraying his purpose-"

"I see no evidence as to any betrayal. In fact, I think he made the right decision. You're the one who keeps holding onto the past, Ubeo. You may have my dna but you are the least similar to me of any of my creations. At least Orio has some drive to do something with himself. You're just static." The words hung in the room. Ubeo tightens his fists. If he were talking to anyone else they'd be dead for such words.

"I was not made to change, mother. I was made to serve you. And after your decision, him too eventually."

"So what? Things change all the time. You know I could make hundreds more just like you. Your little siblings are waiting patiently in their suspension. It would be easy to just pull one of them and set you to incubate for a few thousand years until you become less...clingy."

"...Clingy."

"Yes clingy. You hold onto things too hard. Your heart- if you had one- is too soft Ubeo." She waves her hand dismissively. Ubeo's cue to leave but he continues standing through the silence.

"Why don't you care." Gharan doesn't look up from her work.

"We were cast from the same pot. We're essentially the same." Gharan just sighs softly, continuing to ignore him. Izora and a few of the other assistants shuffle their feet.

"If I had done something similar you would have dismantled me on the spot. Why does he get special treatment?" Again, silence.

"Why?" Gharan sighs again and looks up.

"Because you're simply unremarkable Ubeo. You may both have come from the same pot and have the same programming, but Orio broke free of that and went beyond what I could ever dream to teach him. You are not the same. You are in fact, two different things entirely, he is exceptional and he got away from me, you are disposable and I'm tempted to dismantle you right now if you don't shut the hell up and let me work." A display of rage like this from the Royal Essence Weaver, was uncommon. A certain icy chill fell over the room and the candles are extinguished. Ubeo bites back any further comments or emotions and lowers his head.

"Now leave, before I do something you'll regret." Gharan waves her hand once more and returns to her work.

"Of course, mother. As you wish."

[chistes21]

Hombre nuevo

Llega un hombre muy borracho a su casa. La esposa abre la puerta y le reclama: - ¡Me mentiste! Dijiste que dejarías de beber, que cambiarías, que serías un hombre nuevo! - Señora... hic... tuvo mala suerte... hic... el hombre nuevo le salió igual de borracho que el viejo Vales Ubeo en Rebajas.Guru

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UBEO Expands in Boston Metro Area with New Acquisition

On January 4th, business-technology services company UBEO Business Services announced that it’s acquired Bay Copy for an undisclosed sum. Bay Copy is located on the South Shore of Massachusetts, and was founded 51 years ago.  Bay Copy employees will remain with the company under the new ownership, and the company will continue to operate from its present location at 100 Reservoir Park Drive, in…

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2.3

Enjoy <3

The city surrounding the Necroworks building is dense in a variety of small shops and restaurants, and when he’s not working on a project it’s one of his favorite places to spend time. The plaza is lively as always, and on busy days like this it's one of the few places he can go without being mobbed.

It's a few days after his encounter with the strange being in his office, and he's not really thinking about it anymore. He's been doing more brainstorming than thinking these past few days. Ideas for little projects mainly, mostly upgrades to last year’s gadgets and tech.

His train of thought is interrupted by someone walking besides in, in line with his own steps.

"Hello again." He recognizes the voice and stops, the figure from his office before walks a few paces and stops, facing him.

"You again." The figure in question is taller than Orio, with a mess of deep blue hair with sunglasses tucked up into it. His eyes are that same striking blue.

"Well here I am. In the light. Do you not recognize me?"

"What other blue haired imbeciles do I know? It’s nice to see you Ubeo."

"Hah. Of course, Orio." They're quiet for a second as the flow of pedestrians continues around them.

"...So. What does She want this time?"

"You, like always. But barring that she'll take another contraption."

"...Can I buy you lunch? We'll discuss the details in a more private setting."

"Sure."

The restaurant is dimly lit, but the ambiance of it makes it one of Orio's favorite places to dine. It's also mostly empty, so it's really only kept open at all because he bought the building a while ago. He orders pancakes, Ubeo just asks for a water.

"You...Actually eat?" He's visibly confused.

"Of course I do. If I don't I'll die. And this is one of my favorite restaurants."

"But aren't you…?"

"I'm not a shapeshifter anymore." He takes a sip of his drink.

"What? How did that happen? Who did it?"

"I did." Orio sets down his drink and leans back. Ubeo's mouth drops open.

"You whAT?" His voice cuts across the mostly empty restaurant, stopping motion for a second. Orio winces.

"Jeez, keep it down will you?"

"Bu-but how? Why! Why would you do that??" His voice comes out in a hiss as he places both hands firmly on the table, leaning over it slightly.

"I traded it to a God for a bit of humanity."

"Why on Earth would you want to be human?"

"Why don't you?" Ubeo pauses for a second and leans back, crossing his arms.

"Tch. Whatever. Wait, what do you mean "A God"? I thought the Gods were dead."

"They missed some I guess. But whatever- oh here's my pancakes." The waiter lays the plate down in front of Orio and he starts eating. Ubeo scoffs in disgust.

"I can't believe you." Orio looks up at the comment and kind of grins.

"What? Want some?"

"Ew no." Ubeo puts up a hand. Orio shrugs and continues. They're quiet for a few minutes.

"She's going to kill you when she finds out about this."

Orio stops with a bite of pancakes halfway to his mouth. "The Gods tried to kill me. Didn't work." Ubeo rubs his temples, grimacing. 

"I just...I can't believe you… You can...not. Be the same person I looked up to all those years…"

"You're right. I'm not."

"I'm...just at a loss for words.”

“Good shut up, I’m trying to enjoy my pancakes.”

“Trying is a good word for it.”

“Look, I invited you to lunch. I did not invite you to be condescending.”

“Touché.”

“And seriously have you tried pancakes or...Any type of food to be that matter?”

“Yes. and it’s gross. You didn’t used to like it either.”

“Yeah and then I almost starved to death, you read me?”

“...I still don’t get why you’d want to be human.” Orio very abruptly rises from his seat, there’s an almost menacing aura that fills the restaurant, it diminishes quickly and Orio sits back down with a sigh, stabbing his fork into what’s left of his food.

“....And I’ve lost my appetite.” He gets up.

“Wait, Orio.” *He grab’s Orio’s wrist, shifting his hand to a lock around it so that Orio can’t leave.

“No. I’m done with this conversation Ubeo. You always poke and prod at the buttons as much as you can and you refuse to let things go. Now let me go, or I’ll do something both of you will regret. But mostly you.”

“What are you going to do to me, Orio?”

“This.” Quickly he pulls a small device from his pocket and clips it to Ubeo’s skin.

“What-” and an electric shock pulses through Ubeo’s body, liquifying the shifter instantly. He collapses, melting away into his goo form immediately. Orio sighs just the slightest bit lovingly.

“Ah that works even better on shifters, doesn’t have nearly the same effect on people not made of science.” He takes the small device out of Ubeo’s mass and places it back in his pocket.

“Say hello to Gharan for me.” And he takes what looks somewhat like a computer chip from his pocket and flicks it at the goo, and he leaves after paying his bill with a rather generous tip.

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