#i hate to be the one to say this but cutting edge technology cannot handle position changes and formulate coherent smut please give up

[bunabi]

I thought there was no surefire way to like distinguish AI fic from real stories but the sudden pov & tense shifts and repetitive dialogue beats are becoming a huge giveaway

[maximons]

All Is Lost

Summary: Zombies have taken over the world, humanity on the edge of extinction. All hope was lost. Despite that, Wanda couldn’t seem to let go of Y/n, who had fallen victim to the plague herself.

Word Count: 2,263

Genre: Angst

Requested?: No

Warnings: Graphic depictions of violence, death, cannibalism, suicide, mentions of blood. Spoilers for Ep. 5 of What If...?

A/N: I know, I know, I’m gonna get into the stuff I promised soon. But for now, the Zombies episode inspired me and this came out. If you haven’t seen the episode yet, go watch it. Its amazing and depressing. Also this is DARK guys, probably the darkest thing I’ve ever written, so...Happy Reading!

The Zombie apocalypse was always something everyone joked about, but never something that anyone could actually predict.

Everything happened so quickly, Wanda could barely keep up. It’s hard to believe that everything was so normal only two weeks ago. Now, she was locked away with Vision in an abandoned military base in New Jersey. Desperate to survive for as long as possible while Vision worked on a cure.

Some of his experiments had been a success, most notably Scott Lang who he was able to revert back from his zombified state. However, the man was now only a severed head.

Despite the success, Vision was less than optimistic. For one, Scott was one of the first infected. While the cure worked on him, the android theorized that the disease has mutated greatly since then, and it was likely impossible to cure everyone. And even if he could, the technology to do so is beyond human comprehension and therefore doesn’t exist.

Vision might have all but given up hope, but Wanda didn’t. She couldn’t. She refused to give up on you.

Wanda and you have been best friends for as long as Wanda had been an Avenger. You were already a member of the team and greeted her with an open mind and open arms, despite all she had done. You had fire powers, and while your powers weren’t identical to Wanda’s, you still offered some basic tips and tricks to keep such explosive powers at bay.

It wasn’t a surprise that she fell in love with you.

But her stupid fear had to get in the way, and when you came to confess your own feelings for her, she panicked and rejected you. You were so heartbroken, Wanda didn’t need to read your mind to know that.

And it kills her everyday knowing that that was the last interaction she had with you. The last one with you as yourself anyway.

All that remained now was the flesh hungry, blood thirsty monster that wore your, now rotting, skin.

This wasn’t you, she knows that. She looked into your mind and saw no trace of the woman you once were, the one she loved with all her heart. She couldn’t feel you, you were gone.

Despite this, Wanda couldn’t let you go. She couldn’t handle losing you entirely. She already lost almost everyone.

She managed to convince Vision to keep you in the base for testing. You were locked behind a large steel door, with only a window to see you through. But you were here, and that’s all Wanda cared about.

The cure wasn’t working for you. Your powers caused it to incinerate when it entered your system, proving it to be ineffective. Still, she refused to give up.

Vision thought it best to terminate you after the failed tests, but Wanda begged him not to. Knowing he couldn’t overpower her, and sensing his friend’s distress with anything that comes to you, he agreed. As long as Wanda had it under control.

She doubted he knew that she was luring innocent survivors into the base so you could feed on them, but she did what she had to do.

Wanda spent most of her days sitting outside of your cell. The first few days, you were ravenous. Banging on the walls and trying to burn them down, growling and screeching with the inhuman noise that took over your vocal chords, but you didn’t manage to break free. After a while, it seemed you have given up, and just sat in place. Only moving when Wanda opened the cell and let some of your ‘food’ in.

There were times where Wanda thought that maybe, just maybe, the cure was working more than they thought. You seemed to have recognized her, your facial expressions formed into ones that she had recognized and missed dearly. But that hope quickly died when she would peek into your head and still sense nothing.

“Hey, Y/n.” Wanda walked up to outside your cell and sat cross-legged like she did everyday. Your head rose, staring at her with your now glowing yellow eyes. “Still no progress on the cure, but don’t worry, I’m not giving up yet.” You offered no response, not that she expected one. “It’s hard. It’s only getting worse out there...” She sighed as she trailed off. She raised her hand to the glass, like she always did. “I’m going to figure it out...we’re gonna get you back to normal, and I’m going to tell you every day how much I love you. I miss you so much, but...we’re almost there. I can feel it...” Wanda’s voice started choking up, as tears ran down her face. “We deserve our happy ending.”

Her hand was still pressed against the glass as she finished her speech. She was about to lower it, but then something unexpected happened. You stared at her hand curiously, beginning to raise your own. Wanda watched, smile forming on her face as your arm made it’s way to the glass. 

“Wanda! Please come here, we have a situation.” You had almost pressed your hand against Wanda’s, when Vision’s voice interrupted. Your attention turned to the direction it came from and you let out a growl, clearly angry at the interruption. Wanda sighed in disappointment, but she tried not to let it take over. You still showed massive improvement, something worth reporting back to Vision. “It’s okay.” She soothed you. “I’m going to go see what he wants then I’ll be right back, okay? I know you’re hungry, I’ll get you some food too.” You didn’t offer a response as she walked off.

“Vis! I have to tell you-” Wanda began as she walked into the main room, but cut herself off at the new faces. She didn’t recognize the bald woman with the spear or the wimpy looking man in a workers uniform, but she was familiar with Peter. What surprised her most though, was Bruce Banner. A man she hasn’t seen in over three years. “What is going on?”

“I ran into them outside the premises. Apparently word has gotten out about the cure.” Vision answered before turning his attention back to the guests. “As I told you, I am afraid we cannot help you. The cure seems to be a moot point.”

“Well, what about-” Peter began, but he was interrupted by a new voice.

“For something you have no hope for, you sure don’t have a problem bringing in new test subjects.” Wanda recognized Bucky Barnes’ voice. She turned around, and her eyes widened as she saw King T’challa on his arm, struggling to stand on his one remaining leg.

Shit.

“My king! We thought you dead.” The bald woman exclaimed in relief and surprise.

“Your highness. I was not aware you were in the base.” Vision said, confused on how that got by him. It didn’t take him long to figure out why. “Wanda...”

“I’m sorry.” Wanda whispered, knowing she was caught. “The cure wasn’t working on Y/n, and in order to keep her at bay, I had to feed her.”

“So you fed her our King?” A spear was raised to her throat, threateningly.

“It was nothing personal, I promise. I have her under control and the cure is starting to work, I know it. We just need a little more time!”

“Why not just kill her? You lured innocent people to their deaths just for her when there a couple million more Zombies out there that you could use for testing. Ones that have a chance of being cured.” The whole room went quiet after Bucky said that.

“Uh oh. Shouldn’t have said that.” Wanda heard Scott say, but she was too busy glaring at Bucky. Her eyes started to go red, but before she could do anything, she noticed the spear held to her throat begin to glow red and melt. The woman dropped the spear as it began to burn her hands.

“Did it just suddenly get like, super hot?” Peter asked as he began to fan himself.

“Oh no...” Wanda trailed off. She looked up to notice the steal walls that led to your cell begin to melt. “You’ve done it now...she hasn’t eaten in days.” Before anyone could respond, the steel doors melted completely. The man in the uniform was unfortunate enough to be standing in front of it, as a strong burst of flame shot out and incinerated him on the spot. Only a second later, you flew out the door, covered in flames as you hovered above everyone.

Wanda watched in horror as you began to fight everyone. They weren’t holding up very well, and that’s when Wanda finally realized what she had done. This wasn’t you, and if you were still here, you would hate to see your body be used to attack and kill others.

“Vision! Get us out of here!” She heard Bruce yell, and Vision shot a blast towards the wall, blowing it up and letting everyone out. Wanda turned her focus back to you, you watched them starting to escape and you began to fly after them, but a red mist surrounded you before you could. You turned your head, starting to growl, but stopped when you saw it was Wanda.

“Y/n. Stop...” You tilted your head, still struggling to move as Wanda came closer. She took a chance and reached up, gently placing a hand on your face. “I am so sorry...you never deserved this...” Your face softened at the touch, beginning to show the signs of emotion that Wanda desperately held onto. However, it was clear now that it was too late.

You snapped out of it, as you managed to break free from Wanda’s hold. You opened your mouth wide, intent on biting and feeding on her, but something stopped you. You hesitated, and Wanda noticed. You settled for pushing her aside to the ground as you reignited yourself and flew out of the base.

Wanda picked herself up after a moment, intent on stopping you. She ran past Okoye’s body, charred and eaten, but she was sure there was little time until she turned. She ran faster to where you were, now facing off against Bucky. She sprinted further, about to take off and fly when she paused.

Vision was face down on the ground. She kneeled next to him, glowing red hand turning over his body, afraid of what she’ll see. Once he was turned, Wanda gasped at the sight. The mind stone was torn out of his head.

“Oh no...no, no, no...” She held his body, tears slowly building as she mourned the loss of her best friend. She had officially lost everything. “I am so sorry Vis...I’m going to make this right, I promise.”

She heard Bucky scream. She looked over to see you start to feed on him. She saw Bruce, Peter, Scott and T’challa in the distance, making their way to the jet. They were your next target.

No. Wanda wasn’t going to let that happen. It ends now.

She used her powers to propel herself forward, landing directly in your path. You growled at her yet again as she used her powers to hold you. “Y/n...please, stop.” You struggled to get out of the hold, but Wanda held on. “This isn’t you...you wouldn’t want this...I love you more than anything, and I’m so sorry...I hope one day, you’ll forgive me.” 

Wanda used her powers to grab the gun laying by Bucky’s side. She held in to your head, ready to pull the trigger...but she couldn’t. She let out a scream of frustration and dropped her hold on both you and the gun. The gun fell to the ground, but you haven’t moved.

“I can’t do it...I...I’m not strong enough...” Wanda began crying, shutting her eyes and waited for you to finish her off. She failed everyone, no one deserved death more than her. She opened her eyes when nothing came. You stood, staring at her with a tilt of your head. The yellow of your eyes dimming as you stared.

“W....Wan...” You struggled to let out, but it was enough for Wanda to hear. She cried even harder. She was right, you were almost there...but it was too late now.

You took in your surroundings as best you could, you didn’t have a lot of awareness, but you knew enough to piece everything together. You saw the influx of zombies starting to enter to base.  Everyone needed to get away. You turned back to Wanda, and you knew what you had to do. You felt the little control you had start to slip away.

You bent down and picked up the discarded gun. You shakily pointed it to your temple, the control slipping away faster and faster. “Love....you....I...sorry...” You managed to croak out. Before you could lose control completely, you pulled the trigger.

Wanda watched in horror as you shot yourself in the head. Pieces of your brain landing on her, your blood drenching her. She looked down to see your body, half your face still together, but you were gone. Truly gone.

She knelt down sobbing, as she held your body. After a moment she looked up to see the Hulk appear as the zombies began to overwhelm the base. She saw the jet take off, and she gave a weak smile. They got away. Wanda’s job was done. This is where her story ends. All was lost for her.

So when the zombies finally reached her, she didn’t fight back. Accepting her death with open arms.

Epilogue

[bearogenes]

Dear Bearogenes: How do I handle a long distance relationship?

Hi, My partner and I are in a long distance relationship and it can be hard sometimes . Do you have an tips for keeping this going? 

It’s a funny old world we live in and some things never change. Our technology has evolved to make things ‘easier’ but that comes with a dual edge and simultaneously complicates things by setting an expectation of it being easy to create opportunity to use it. It’s not always so, but because it’s quick to send a text we assume by default that our ‘ease’ is the same as the one we’re sending it too. This is made worse by things like being told it’s been ‘read’ or ‘someone is typing’ when in reality there’s a character in the box but they aren't typing actively.

I have spent ¾ths of my life in long term relationships (more than 6 months) and of that time, 2 have taken up 22 years in total. I’m no expert on dating, finding new relationships or partners, but I do know a lot about why things work and why they fail from the other side of that. I can tell you that, with certainty, it always comes back to the same key point, the same skill and the same commitment to the process. It’s the benchmark by which you feel good and secure and by which your heart knows that something is wrong. The key to maintaining any relationship is the same:

Communication.

Not everyone is a master at texting, some of us with ‘big hands’ hate texting because there’s nothing worse than fumbling with a tiny button or hitting 3 letters at once when you’re just trying to say you love someone. Even though technology lets us send little notes to each other whenever we feel the need or have the time, it comes with no guarantees of reaching it’s destination with the intended effect. In person you can recover from a mistake faster than over a text so distance becomes a complicating factor in this kind of communication even as it cuts off the ability to ‘recover’ because they are within arms reach.

Long Distance Relationships can test a person’s resolve and commitment. View them as opportunities as much as challenges. I’ve done some research to find ways to show you rather than just tell you what I’m talking about so be warned; past this point is a very serious answer to how to make relationships work and a hard look at why they fail as they illustrate communication through the lens of modern technology. 

My partner and I have been together nearly 14 years and at our most fragile point, in our first year as a couple, we were separated by many miles for a period of time. In the scope of that many years together, the time apart has been minimal but in so early a phase of development that distance can become a threat.

We solved the main issue of maintaining communication through ‘regulation’. We had habits that we kept to, mini-promises that we never missed doing, that kept demonstrating our commitment and affection. Now, with the addition of cell phones that would be easier but back then neither of us had them so we had to create other avenues in our time apart. Now, whenever one must be away from the other, we do our best to keep the same regular ‘rituals’ we have in person even though the other isn’t there directly.

In our only real gap (longer than a few days at most) we looked at our schedules and set mutually acceptable times for regular communication. The easiest way was via email whenever ‘mood’ hit, or there was something funny to share. We’d leave notes on instant messengers and chat whenever we could but we always had ‘regular’ channels at regular times and things we never missed. The most critical of those I would say are the good morning and good night messages.

They are dual function messages because they not only let our partners know we were thinking of them first thing in the morning but also remind ourselves that having them be one of the first thoughts is important especially in their absence. At the end of the day, the good night messages (double down on this one, especially if love is how you feel for each other) were the most important ritual. Things could always disrupt the chance to talk in the morning or delay that first message, but the one before bed was the most consistent as everyone sleeps eventually.

These regular intervals, at specific times, create the sense of continuity and affirm to your partner that you care and that’s a vital part of sustaining any relationship, long distance or not. If you cannot be in their presence, you have to remain ‘vivid’ in their heart and memory. This doesn’t mean crazy smothering texting every second of the day. It means keep to a promise. Set aside a minimum of those two moments you promise to talk and do it faithfully.

Now, with the introduction out of the way, on to the ‘BearTalk ™’ on this subject.

When it comes to failure it can be easy to dismiss individual examples based on situation which is why I selected a few from across various demographic differences because in looking at the data, it’s clear that the answer is fairly universal:

Communication regularity is a cornerstone of stability.

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The trend between these three different stories is that when the connection feels strongest, communication levels are most regular. Factors like frequency and content are something I’ll touch on later. You’ll notice that at the left, either when the relationship starts or when the long distance portion begins, communication sees a rise to maintain the relationship in the situation. Throughout these ‘high communication times’ the ‘responsibility’ being shared equally seems to be a trend as well. As dissatisfaction grows, no matter the reason, that number drops.

The short version of interpreting that data is this:

To maintain a relationship you must maintain communication and equally share that burden.

The last part there is a key feature that separates successful communication from regular communication. Regular communication doesn’t have the sense of partnership that successful communication does because neither partner feels the burden of being the responsible one for it because both are. A one sided relationship works under no context. There must be some form of reciprocity, both must get something out of it, or it’s not really a relationship.

Now to contrast:

A detailed examination of the habits of a successful relationship and then a companion word analysis from a different one to look for the patterns in word use as well as frequency/regularity of communication.

(the next one should open in new window for a clear view of the data and there’s a LOT of it)

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Now that all the graphs are out of the way there’s a few key things in these two successful relationships that might not stand out at first.

1: Frequency and length seem to be a strong factor but why? Answer: Time. The expenditure of time represents effort and interest. “Oh, he took the time to write me, how sweet’ hasn't changed in centuries. Texting doesn't get you off the hook but things like emoji and one words (lol in particular) are perfectly fine now to use occasionally.

What matters in this example is a perception of time spent thinking about someone and then taking the effort to write. The actual content isn’t too much of a factor. What matters is that sense of connection and participation in their life across the distance (any distance actually, even arms length).

2: Word use. The last graph in particular plots the most frequently used words in texts from a successful relationship. Note the focus on the recipient. The most frequently used word was YOU, followed by things like smile, love, world, and one. These are ‘intimate’ words that show you’re interested in them and the things going on with them even more than the things you’d like to do together.

To the effectiveness of word choice, the second (and final) one contains a cloud of words that if you look carefully you’ll find another ‘hidden trick’. Notice how the words there are ‘common’ ones and not centered on ‘missing/sad/lonely’ feelings. They talk about the world around each other as if together, the longing can be understood but vocalizing it can amplify it, and they are continuing as if the other was simply in another part of the same living space.

Using these tricks won’t erase those feelings of longing or missing them, but it does allow you to create a sense of continuity that flies in the face of the ‘logic’ of distance. The human heart has never been much for ‘rules’ like time, space, distance or any such so by speaking the language of the heart those things mean less and less over time. The trick is to talk about the mundane things as much as the dreams and feelings and to be ‘together’ as close to how you would be if you were physically together as possible. 

To briefly summarize the key take-a-way points for all of the above:

The key to long distance relationships is regular communication, for which both partners are mutually responsible, that focuses on involvement in the lives of both involved. It isn't easy but if you both are committed to doing your mutual best, then the greatest asset you will have is patterns of communication.

For now, this is a good enough start and if taken to heart will at least help ensure that you've given it your best so win or fail there are no regrets that are yours to bear.

Until then, you have my best wishes as always.

- Bearogenes

[pondlinersreviewguide-blog]

Pond Liners - 7 Reasons Why I Don't Use Them

1. Liners will eventually leak. Producers have varying warranties, ranging from 15 to 30 decades, using a 75-year life expectancy. In fact, it will definitely last so long as the warranty claims as long as you leave it at the box, and keep it on your garage.

As soon as you place it in the ground, nature's forces start a contest to see which will violate its water-tight integrity first. Vying for the title of culprit are gophers, ground squirrels, chipmunks, rats, moles, roots out of trees, weeds and plants, sharp stones, thick stones, sharp things, and moose (if you live in Alaska).

If a flow does grow, it is near impossible to find it without removing all the stones covering the lining, draining the pond, spreading out the liner on the floor, and inspecting every square inch. A tiny pin hole may lose five gallons each 24 hours.

2. Bottom drains cannot be properly used with liners. Liner advocates discount using bottom drains primarily because they would rather not, because approximately one half the resources for leaks in lining ponds are from drains. When the liner is cut to install the drain, sealants are used alongside pressure rings to create a water-tight seal. The sealants dry or break seal and down collars warp, leading to time-consuming, costly fix.

3. You cannot use out-of-pond pumps. Since liner advocates don't utilize bottom drains, they can't utilize above-ground pumps, which leave no other option except to use sump pumps. These pumps were initially designed to pump water out of sump pits in basements and cellars. They aren't meant to save energy; in actuality, they are the best consumers of electricity per horsepower of all pumps. The largest retailer/wholesaler of liners, accessories and pumps sells a sump pump that produces 4200 gallons per hour in 704 watts for $339.00. This pump has to be pulled from the pond to wash debris out of its ingestion screen. It's a possible shock hazard to fish and people and is full of oil, which has the potential of leaking out and covering the surface of the pond.

In contrast, an above-ground pump that supplies 600 gallons more per hour (4,800) for less than half of the energy price (348 watts) and prices over $100 less. Running this pump 24 hours per day will lead to a savings of more than 500 each year over the sump pump. In other words, the energy savings would pay for the above-ground pump and set an additional $270 money in your pocket the first year alone.

If this is not enough incentive, a second reason to utilize the above-ground pump is that there is never a requirement to worry about it clogging since we put in two 8" anti-vortex drains on the bottom. The only maintenance required is to occasionally remove the lid from the leaf basket on the pump and dump the debris from the catch basket. Because this is a high-efficiency pump, it is extremely quiet, and standing right next to it you can barely hear it running.

With liner ponds the sump pump is located at the outside edge of the pond, not in the middle as in professional concrete and rebar constructions. We place two 8" anti-vortex drains at the center of the pond, 24" apart. As fish waste and other suspended particles and algae spores settle to the bottom, they are drawn into the drains and taken out by the filter. An ultraviolet light is placed in series between the filter and pond return in order to kill pathogenic bacteria which can cause disease and turn the pond green.

In deeper ponds that use liners, all the waste material settles and collects on the bottom and rots, creating ammonia that is toxic to fish and other aquatic life. Because a sump pump is located near the outer edge of the pond and not in the middle on the bottom, maximum efficient circulation cannot be reached. This creates toxic cloudy areas in the pond's bottom. Most liner ponds I've seen are only 24" deep, and circulation is no problem in such cases. However, koi fish aren't recommended in such ponds; koi experts recommend a depth of at least 3 feet.

4. You cannot utilize a high pressure maintenance free biofilter with a liner pond. When using a sump pump, you've got to use a gravity feed bio-falls, down-flow or upflow filter. All these are inefficient and result in high maintenance costs. They need to be cleaned regularly by eliminating all the waste-laden filter press. To say the very least, this is a dirty, stinky, messy occupation which my female customers nor the majority of my male customers expect to perform.

Aqua Ultraviolet's high pressure filter contains state-of-the-art technology allowing it to be back washed with a turn of the handle. The discharge hose can guide the fish waste and particulate debris down the drain, or it can be used to water the garden or yard. The large pressure filter is intended to manage five to ten times the volume of water a gravity flow unit or bio-falls may handle.

In addition to all this, the patented gem design of the filter allows for optimum surface area where nitrifying bacteria can reside and break down nitrites. Even the"Liner Guy" wants you to use his cluttered, filthy, stinky inefficient filter since it's his filter, and it costs very little to manufacture compared to the professional bead filter. My remarks about filters come from many years of expertise, and trying almost every one which is available on the market. I jumped on the"filter bandwagon" for a couple of years and used my own design.

As soon as I found the Aqua Ultraviolet filter advertised in many pond publications, I gave it a go. I have been using it for more than ten years without any problems whatsoever. My customers clean the filter using the aid of a deal and remain clean themselves. A fantastic side benefit to this filter is that you can have twice the amount of fish in your pond compared to when using the ineffective gravity filters. Incidentally, this is not a paid endorsement of their product!

5. Security is an issue if pond liners are utilized. After a hole is dug, a pond liner is set in the hole and after that it is full of water. Rocks are then placed around the perimeter of the pond to cover up the edge of the pond lining, and more stones are piled up on a mound of dirt covered with a different lining to make a waterfall. From my 26 decades of experience, I've learned that lots of adults are just like kids when it comes to waterfalls and ponds.

They climb on the stones of the waterfall and the pond's edge. Since the rocks are all loose, they can move, tilt or shift on the pond lining, resulting in someone falling and getting hurt or, even worse, drowning. With specialist concrete and rebar structure, all of the stones have been cemented in place, providing a secure foundation to walk or climb on.

6. Pond liners restrict pond shape and configuration. Why are most liner ponds round or oval in layout? Since pond liners are dispensed on rolls and therefore available only in square or rectangular shapes. Whether an L-shaped pond was created, you would have to bunch up an excessive quantity of pond liner into the inside corner. Not only can it be wasting pricey square feet of pond liner stuff, but it makes it hard to stack rocks on top of the bunched up lining in order to cover this up.

Oh sure,"Liner Guy" you're thinking, why not he mention that special shaped pond liners can be custom made? Alright, I'll mention it! Custom pond liners could be made to order. And today I'll say that this customized pond liner will cost you up to constructing an expert pond with rebar and concrete that will last a lifetime. There, I mentioned it!

7. Last but not least, Integrity. When I read posts written by the"Liner Guy's" disciples, bragging about the ungodly profits derived from pond liner structure, I can't help but wonder how they sleep through the night. The gain derived from one day's work -- digging a pit, dropping in a pond liner, covering its surface and perimeter with loose stone, and plugging in an energy-sucking sump pump -- equals what I created in four or five days of labour. One huge difference: their warranty is one year, if you are lucky; but one built with concrete and steel is for a lifetime!

I am the person that the previous customers of"the Liner Guy" known as two or three years down the road, requesting me to repair the flow in their stinky green liner pond. A client in Poway, California paid $6,500 for a liner pond with a necklace of rock around the perimeter and a 3 x 4 ft fiberglass waterfall in its edge. I actually had to suppress a laugh when I watched it out of respect for my customer's grief.

This pond had a bottom drain which leaked; nonetheless, the major reduction of water stemmed out of a tree root puncture. In addition, it was evident that this"Liner Guy" disciple did not possess his client's long term financial well being in your mind once I found that a cheap, 7- amp energy-sucking"Jacuzzi" pump. We replaced it with a 3.6 amp high-efficiency pump which supplied nearly twice the leak.

We pulled the lining, reconfigured the pond's oval shape to serpentine, and assembled the waterfall and pond shell using rebar (8" on center) and 3500 psi concrete with stealth fiber added. We installed two 8" floor drains, included a professional skimmer, a Venturi air supply valve, a natural stone waterfall, a turtle island that supported a 25 foot bridge spanning the pond, an"Ultima II" high pressure, back-washable filter, ultraviolet light, lighting at the pond and waterfall. And a digital AquaFill pond water leveler. All this took us eight days from start to finish and cost just $2,000 over the customer originally paid.

In conclusion: Is it any wonder why I despise the"get rich quick" scheme of pond liner structure? The"liner guy" hates hearing me refer to concrete and rebar ponds as"professional construction." They insist their liner ponds are specialist construction. And if this is so, why can they market the very same kits to do-it-yourself homeowners as to the building company people for hire?

I am proud to claim over 2,000 satisfied customers over 30 decades. Ninety-five percentage of my clientele comes from referrals by satisfied clients. I don't have to wonder why this is so.

Is there a location for liner ponds? Yes, if you are renting and expect to move in a couple of years. Or if you're establishing a temporary display. No, I'm not completely against liners. They are excellent for truck beds and cheap swimming pools! For more information click https://www.theoutdoorpond.com/pond-liners/

[glopratchet]

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In the world to come there is little sin. The only thing that can be done is to accept it and move on. You think back to your own past, the things you've done in the name of God. You remember how much you hated them for what they were doing to the world and yet here you are still living as if nothing happened. There are just lots of american alligators. And then one day you're going to have to face up to the fact that you don't want anything more than any other person does. That's when you'll know it's really time to go home. After the election of the first ungendered president, the prediatrain movement caught fire in america. the public transportation in every city became safer. The place you got called into service most waqs on the highway trucking line between satalite cities and the midwest manufacturing preserves. the work was dull but resupplying the big isolated centers of humanity was too important to skip out on just because the big rig industry suddenly became 90% robotic. Most city centers were shut down during this time as well. The demand for american alligator meat skyrocketed as the animal seemed to be in the right place at the right time and survived the mass extinctions that killed off all other mammals. with nothing natural to control their numbers, the alligator filled that role beautifully. Humans responded real well to being treated like alligator prey as well. You wouldn't know anything about that though because you've been on an alligator free diet for years. Whorals where burned to ash while polled hereford heifors fetched over a billion dollars a head in auction. Googizon won the bid to construct for the military the most forward thinking alligator farm in existance. It became an income factory, employing hundreds of rewilders and supporting thousands of predatrain workers in the barren scrub savannahs that replaced our farmlands. Your farm never received a grade a wildfire designation so it was spared being burned by mostly untrained crews. It also wasn't zoned for reforestation but all things happen with corrdination in business. most the savannah was turned back into park land and you got bought out. rrently floats near the okeenokee snow swamp. Peat bogs becoming of fields of fuel for jet planes and stratously bound carriers. remembers why you took the job. modern work is dull. getting burned out after a decade is not uncommon. they say predatrains only live about seven years in this line of work anyway so maybe it doesn't matter how bored you get along the way. concousness fades.......somewhere the lad is saying.....how many more miles.... This is not that story. We are primal ponds inc. and we're on Route 666 going from Bagdad Jim's glooming speakeasy to prospector's HQ, deep in the Oakenshield forest. We specialize in bringing into market only the highest quality feral meat so that you never have to eat one of those disgustingly sweet monstrosities born of factory farms like back home. We pride ourselves in putting meat slime and gnarl onto your table. A small mom and pop alligator farm attemping to make it. pass the osage oaks and the plains of ooidamint. this stretch of 666 stays basically on the same path as when it was first drawn on a map by prospectors a hundred years ago. We need you to make deliveries for us. we've gotten an opportunity to secure some of the sweetest,fattiest alligator meat you'll ever see but we're a small operation so we need a big strong predatrain like you to help us out. we operatens only have so many hands and cannot be flitting about delivering to satalite zip codes. this caps a big year for us so we really need your help. We got two basic choices for ya. Please... The water sac grows over the years and burst late one winter night, flooding the halls. Dad said it used to flood every few years back when the place first opened, but the renovations stopped the problem for good... Or so he thought.. You woke up in the middle of night to hear an ominous whooshing sound coming from the direction of the great dining room. You shake Dad awake and tell him what is going on. He swore and ran for the hallway, you followed. ... The water hit you like a brick soon as you reached the door. Wipplesbury was never designed to handle flooding, and these sections could not handle it in the slightest. now cold water floods over your ankles as you stand in the doorway, watching papers and trash and furniture swirl in the torrent. you see some chairs carried past, the great big armchair dad favors of an evening... A snake runs across your foot and you jump backwards out of reflex before realizing it was only a minnow. Hacker: fresh rhetoric, overlight flow, renderform disk, soulfont reserve. say "oh textual technology" to continu... UnderBelly 0.5 We're going to be wiped out, you say, as you stare at the water. we'll lose it all. I'll wake up with nothing an...... There's a half-buried chest on the edge of the parking lot that didn't get set into storage... swim? ... Hacker: felicifus calculus, kevin equals rooster, else rise rooster! don't ptex filiate, assume μολφα ζωη σταγον μελχρσδι ! warcall: VAGRANT1 ..... Sms transmit DEEplab Not good enough. Hacker: billy-fae-bots, lactavous mcjustin, pantone uler, slash node. antidisestablishmentarianism! Eternityin12bit 1 You focus on the chest through the water, willing it with every ounce strength in your soul to move toward you and toward the Pike Exit... [HACKER: WILLPOWER: You can ONLY use code if you dive deep... That's the agreement. You aren't willing to compromise fame and fortune for getting out of life today...... OR are you?? 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Yr breath is a plume in the cold crystal silence here, the temperature dropping every moment... it's as though you're out for an evening stroll... But we all know better than that. Modeler: stanley dancer, spiracle slit - flatline thinman celluloid dream machine, milky eye round & round & round... You see nothing barring your exit in either direction. But, the dull red glare in the sky is back... and it's coming from the direction you need to go. Trail: jed mcray watches you undress her with your eyes. shes yours for a lock pick. Illustrator: the air strikes with blood rain. spam bam coffin. An old wooden sign creaks weepily over the path ahead. There are two painted black bars of equal length across a white field. The paint is chipping badly and the bar at the top is bent inward as if something heavy fell on it at some point in the not too distant past. Hmm... Simple, but elegant in its own way... much like Jed himself! 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The only problem is that these pipes are very fragile, and you don't fancy your chances of clambering down it in the dark and hoping that it won't collapse under your weight. Musician: sub bass crystal era - high tech ebm drum & bass, midi gabber hard trance drum machines music factory... You peer down the pipe and see a faint orange glow about halfway down. Thinking that perhaps someone has lit a fire at the bottom, you turn and motion for the group to follow you. Architect: double overtime v2.0 - aspr1ng sh1p su1t virtual lounge n1ghts ch3mpt3rr0r bonus mster gr1vitational pr1nc14ples... You make it about a quarter of the way down the crumbling pipe before you suddenly start to hear a creaking, groaning sound emanating from somewhere beneath you. The rumbling noise grows louder as large clods of earth and rocks begin to give way from somewhere above you. Artist:saul-saint-nikadimus, spooge, , corona click,the georgetown collection,zombie flick, psycho rampage the return of mr. santa epica terry harrison... This pipe isn't going to support the weight of everyone, and you don't have time to go back and find another way---if there even is another way.Tip: If you're logged in, your games are auto saved for you. You can find them by clicking "My Stuff" on the sidebar menu.Story