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The Indus Connection (Part 1 - India/Brahmin History): The Relationship Queen Victoria II has to Early Sikh Canadian Settler, Kesur Singh - Pierre Elliot Trudeau's Close Relationship to Indian President Indira Ghandi Before her Assassination & Operation Bluestar, Strengthened Indus Bonds (1897-1985)

2023.06.03 07:55 TheLegendKeithDeroux The Indus Connection (Part 1 - India/Brahmin History): The Relationship Queen Victoria II has to Early Sikh Canadian Settler, Kesur Singh - Pierre Elliot Trudeau's Close Relationship to Indian President Indira Ghandi Before her Assassination & Operation Bluestar, Strengthened Indus Bonds (1897-1985)

The Indus Connection (Part 1 - India/Brahmin History): The Relationship Queen Victoria II has to Early Sikh Canadian Settler, Kesur Singh - Pierre Elliot Trudeau's Close Relationship to Indian President Indira Ghandi Before her Assassination & Operation Bluestar, Strengthened Indus Bonds (1897-1985)
Disclaimer: The point of these stories is to uncover missed and hidden tales that many new generation Canadians are unaware of and overlook. The storied histories of people, ethnicities, neighborhoods are never told and for good reason. The information presented will be sourced and open to full discussion. This 3 Part series will uncover The Indus Connection - The Bind that Punjab (Informally Khalistan), India and Sri Lanka have to the Canadian Government, RCMP & CSIS. I've done my best to piece the significant information together in a timeline that allows the reader to understand these events clearer. (Information is cited; avoiding going full in depth)
Kesur Singh was a Sikh officer of the 5th Cavalry who represented his regiment at Queen Victoria's diamond jubilee celebrations in London in 1897. This photo of him featured in The Navy and Army Illustrated of 10th Dec 1897. The description says 'He has on many occasions earned the praise of his superiors. He wears the medal and clasp for the Jowaki Expedition of 1877-78 and the medal with two clasps for Afghanistan (1878-80) where he was specially commended for devotion and courage on several occasions, and received the Order of Merit, and a special certificate from lord Roberts for his work at Sherpur.

Kesur Singh & The First Sikh Canadian Settlers in Canada - Ties to the British Raj & How the Queen Elizabeth II Awarded him for his Valor in the British Indian Cavalry (1897)

Kesur Singh, a Risaldar Major in the British India Army, is credited with being the first Sikh settler in Canada. He was amongst a group of Sikh officers who arrived in Vancouver on board Empress of India in 1897. They were on the way to Queen Victoria's Diamond Jubilee. Sikhs found employment in laying the tracks of the Canadian Pacific Railway, in lumber mills and mines. Though they earned less than white workers, they made enough money to send some of it to India and make it possible for their relatives to immigrate to Canada.
Indian Cavalry Passing the House of Parliament for Queen Victoria's Diamond Jubilee (1897)
A notable moment in early Sikh history in Canada was in 1902 when settlers first arrived in Golden, British Columbia to work at the Columbia River Lumber Company. This was a theme amongst most early Punjabi Sikh settlers in Canada to find work in the agricultural and forestry sectors in British Columbia. Punjabi Sikhs became a prominent ethnic group within the sawmill workforce in British Columbia almost immediately after initial arrival to Canada.
Punjabi Sikhs in Whitehorse, Yukon (April,1906)
The early settlers in Golden built the first Gurdwara (Sikh Temple) in Canada and North America in 1905, which would later be destroyed by fire in 1926. The second Gurdwara to be built in Canada was in 1908 in Kitsilano (Vancouver), aimed at serving a growing number of Punjabi Sikh settlers who worked at nearby sawmills along False Creek at the time. The Gurdwara would later close and be demolished in 1970, with the temple society relocating to the newly built Gurdwara on Ross Street, in South Vancouver.
As a result, the oldest existing Gurdwara in Canada today is the Gur Sikh Temple, located in Abbotsford, British Columbia. Built in 1911, the temple was designated as a national historic site of Canada in 2002 and is the third-oldest Gurdwara in the country. Later, the fourth Gurdwara to be built Canada was established in 1912 in Victoria on Topaz Avenue, while the fifth soon was built at the Fraser Mills (Coquitlam) settlement in 1913, followed a few years later by the sixth at the Queensborough (New Westminster) settlement in 1919, and the seventh at the Paldi (Vancouver Island) settlement, also in 1919.
Early Sikh pioneers also settled in the Abbotsford area in 1905 and originally worked on farms and in the lumber industry. By 1906, there were about 1,500 Sikh workers living in Canada, among about 5,000 East Indians in total. Although most of the immigrants from South Asia at the time were Sikhs, local ignorance of Eastern religions led to them frequently being assumed to be Hindus. About 90% of these Sikhs lived in British Columbia. While Canadian politicians, missionaries, unions and the press were opposed to Asian workers. British Columbia industrialists were short of labor and thus Sikhs were able to get an early foothold at the turn of the 20th century in British Columbia.
As with the large numbers of Chinese workers already present in Canada, many white workers resented those immigrants and directed their ill-will toward the Sikhs, who were easily recognized by their beards and turbans. Punjabis were accused of having a caste system, an idea that goes against the foundations of Sikhism. They were portrayed as being riddled with trachoma and as being unclean in general. To strengthen these racist characterizations, a song called White Canada Forever was created. All this eventually led to a boat of Sikhs arriving in Vancouver being sent to Victoria. In 1907, the year that Buckam Singh came to British Columbia from Punjab at the age of fourteen, Punjabis were forced to avoid the Anti-Oriental Riots of 1907 by staying indoors.
Punjabi & Canadian Boy Drinking Soda (1972)
Most of the Sikhs in Canada in 1907 were retired British army veterans and their families. These Punjabis had proved themselves as loyal soldiers in the British colonies in Asia and Africa. However, the Canadian Government did not prevent the use of the illegal scare tactics being used to monitor immigration and prevent Sikhs from seeking employment, and this soon resulted in the cessation of all Indian immigration to Canada. The Canadian Prime Minister, Sir Wilfrid Laurier claimed that Indians were unsuited to life in the Canadian climate. However, in a letter to the viceroy, The Earl of Minto, Sir Wilfred voiced a different opinion, stating that the Chinese were the least adaptable to Canadian ways, whereas Sikhs, which he mistakenly referred to as Hindus, were the most adaptable. This sentiment changed after Buckam Singh's role in World War 1, which enabled more Sikhs to migrate to Canada.
Takeaways During this Period:
  1. The Immigration Act, 1910 came under scrutiny when a party of 39 Indians, mostly Sikhs, arriving on a Japanese ship, the Komagata Maru, succeeded in obtaining habeas corpus against the immigration department's order of deportation. The Canadian Government then passed a law intended to keep labourers and artisans, whether skilled or unskilled, out of Canada by preventing them from landing at any dock in British Columbia. As Canadian immigration became stricter, more Indians, most of them Sikhs, travelled south to the United States of America.
  2. The Komagata Maru Incident involved the Japanese steamship Komagata Maru, on which a group of people from British India attempted to immigrate to Canada in April 1914, but most were denied entry and forced to return to Budge Budge, Calcutta (present-day Kolkata). There, the Indian Imperial Police attempted to arrest the group leaders. A riot ensued, and they were fired upon by the police, resulting in the deaths of 22 people.
  3. Buckam Singh - Buckam Singh enlisted with the Canadian Expeditionary Force in the spring of 1915. Buckam Singh was one of the earliest known Sikhs living in Ontario at the time as well as one of only 9 Sikhs known to have served with Canadian troops in the First World War. Private Buckam Singh served with the 20th Canadian Infantry Battalion in the battlefields of Flanders during 1916. Here, Buckam Singh was wounded twice in battle and later received treatment at a hospital run by one of Canada's most famous soldier poets the Doctor Lt. Colonel John McCrae. While recovering from his wounds in England, Private Buckam Singh contracted tuberculosis and spent his final days in a Kitchener, Ontario military hospital, dying at age 25 in 1919. His grave in Kitchener is the only known First World War Sikh Canadian soldier's grave in Canada. Despite being forgotten for ninety years and never getting to see his family again, Buckam Singh is now being celebrated as not only a Sikh hero, but a Canadian hero.
Legacy of Buckam Singh (1972)

The Events Leading Up To an Independent Punjab State Precursor to Operation Bluestar - Post Independence Period of India (1956)

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Punjabi Suba Speeches (1956)
The Punjabi Suba Movement After Independence from British Rule (1956)
The Punjabi Suba movement was a long-drawn political agitation, launched by Punjabi speaking people (mostly Sikhs) demanding the creation of autonomous Punjabi Suba, or Punjabi-speaking state, in the post-independence Indian state of East Punjab. The movement is defined as the forerunner of Khalistan movement.
Borrowing from the pre-partition demands for a Sikh country, this movement demanded a fundamental constitutional autonomous state within India. Led by the Akali Dal (a centre-right Sikh-centric state political party in Punjab, India. The party is the second-oldest in India, after Congress, being founded in 1920.), it resulted in the formation of the state of Punjab. The state of Haryana and the Union Territory of Chandigarh were also created and some Pahari-majority parts of the East Punjab were also merged with Himachal Pradesh following the movement. The result of the movement failed to satisfy its leaders due to regions in Northern Haryana with Punjabi speaking and Sikh populations like Jind, Karnal, Ambala, Fatehabad and Sirsa being left out of Punjab. Many Sikh leaders saw this as falling short of the promise of a fully autonomous Sikh State that they felt was promised to them by Nehru and Gandhi in exchange for joining the Indian Union.
In the 1950s the Punjabi Suba movement for linguistic reorganization of the state of Punjab and status for the Punjabi language took place, which the government finally agreed to in 1966 after protests and recommendation of the States Reorganization commission. The state of East Punjab was later split into the states of Himachal Pradesh, the new state Haryana and current day Punjab.
The process of Sikh alienation from the national mainstream was set in motion shortly after Independence due to the communalism of national and regional parties and organization including the RSS, Jan Sangh, and the Arya Samaj, exacerbated by Congress mishandling and local politicians and factions. According to Indian general Afsir Karim, many observers believed that separatist sentiments began in 1951 when Punjabi Hindus disowned the Punjabi language under the influence of radical elements, and "doubts on the concepts of a Punjabi Suba" created mutual suspicion, bitterness, and further misunderstanding between the two communities. The 1966 reorganization left the Sikhs highly dissatisfied, with the unresolved status of Chandigarh and the distribution of river waters intensifying bitter feelings.
While the Green Revolution in Punjab had several positive impacts, the introduction of the mechanized agricultural techniques led to uneven distribution of wealth. The industrial development was not done at the same pace of agricultural development, the Indian government had been reluctant to set up heavy industries in Punjab due to its status as a high-risk border state with Pakistan. The rapid increase in the higher education opportunities without adequate rise in the jobs resulted in the increase in the unemployment of educated youth. The resulting unemployed rural Sikh youth were drawn to the militant groups, and formed the backbone of the militancy.
After being routed in 1972 Punjab election, the Akali Dal put forward the Anandpur Sahib Resolution in 1973 to address these and other grievances, and demand more autonomy to Punjab. The resolution included both religious and political issues. It asked for recognizing Sikhism as a religion It also demanded that power be generally devaluated from the Central to state governments. The Anandpur Resolution was rejected by the government as a secessionist document. Thousands of people joined the movement, feeling that it represented a real solution to demands such as a larger share of water for irrigation and the return of Chandigarh to Punjab.
The 1978 Sikh-Nirankari clashes had been within the Sikh community, but the pro-Sant Nirankari stance of some Hindus in Punjab and Delhi had led to further division, including Jan Sangh members like Harbans Lal Khanna joining the fray, who, in a protest against holy city status for Amritsar, raising inflammatory slogans like "Kachha, kara, kirpan, bhejo inko Pakistan" ("those who wear the 5Ks (Sikhs), send them to Pakistan"), led to aggressive counter demonstrations.

Prime Minister of Canada, Pierre Elliot Trudeau Visits India; Prime Minister of India, Indira Ghandi Visits Canada - The India-Canada Bonds Stay in Tact (1971)

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Indira Gandhi of India and Pierre Trudeau of Canada-walk through the lobby of the new $3 million Shaw festival Theatre at Niagar-on-the-Lake last night during intermission. After the play; Mrs. Gandhi joined Trudeau and his wife; Margaret; on state for presentation of a plaque.
Prime minister Pierre Trudeau touched down in India. For five days in January, 1971, Pierre Elliott Trudeau toured the country, rode a camel, petted a bullock, went up the Ganges and into a locomotive factory, visited the tombs of Indian notables, saw the Taj Mahal and wore a hat that would have made a Rajput proud. He then sat down with the emerging, redoubtable Prime Minister Indira Gandhi to discuss the state of the world and the sorry state of Canada’s economic relationship with India. Even nuclear weapons were discussed in 1971 with the Canadian prime minister in a press conference opining “there is no expressed desire on (the Indian) part to explode such a (nuclear) device nor I believe the technological ability to do so.” Three years later, in May 1974, the Indians did explode such a device – cheekily codenamed Smiling Buddha – in the Rajasthan desert, using plutonium from the research reactor Canada had built for it in 1956 for peaceful purposes. The bilateral relationship dropped into a diplomatic pit with every leader since expressing sorrowful but hopeful words that things would improve.
The one issue not on Pierre Elliott Trudeau’s agenda was anything to do with the Punjab and Sikhs. At the time, both were good news stories. The Punjab, home to most Sikhs, was the centre of an agricultural Green Revolution with new strains of wheat moving India from a food-deficient country to one of self sufficiency, with exports contemplated. Economically, Sikhs were the main beneficiaries and their biggest political problem was whether or not their beards met the requirements of flying fighter jets for the Indian Air Force. The emergence of India as a legitimate and serious geopolitical counterweight to China, not only in Asia but globally, has dramatically changed the bilateral agenda. Over the years, very little energy was expended by either India or Canada to put the relationship on a footing reflective of this changed status. There have been large and small bumps on that road since. Sikhs have been a significant part of the Canadian mosaic since the late 19th century. Their numbers increased dramatically with the mid-1970s changes to the Immigration Act and today they represent close to half of the 1.2 million Canadians with ancestry from the subcontinent. Their wealth, energy and self-deprecating humour, along with a monotheistic theology, were dominant features and over time the use of Sardar and Sardarji became terms of appreciation for the community as a whole. Towards the end of European colonial dominance, they were a military mainstay of the British Raj. As one Indian researcher wrote, “the success-story of the Sikh community as a whole has taken the form of a deep-rooted anxiety in the collective minds of the non-Sikh majorities especially the Hindus of India.” The present prime minister of India, Narendra Modi, has achieved political success exploiting this and other anxieties alongside the promotion of Hindu ascendency.
IMPORTANT EXCERPT BY CSE AFTER AIR INDIA BOMBING (1985):India’s government knows more of what goes on in the Canadian Sikh community than the combined forces of the RCMP, CSIS and CSE. This was evident in the aftermath of the 1985 Air India bombings and it was rare if a visit by the Indian High Commissioner (he a Sikh) to the Department of Foreign Affairs did not provide details on some nefarious action within the community.

The Path to Operation Bluestar: How the Assassination of Indira Ghandi led to the 1984 Anti-Sikh Riots (Black November)

Deceased Sikhs - Result of the Clashes
The Sikh-Nirankari clashes - Precursor to Operation Bluestar (1978)
The 1978 Sikh-Nirankari clash occurred between the Sant Nirankari Mission (An Indian backed Sikh Organization) and Sikhs of Damdami Taksal and Akal Kirtani Jatha on 13 April 1978 at Amritsar, Punjab, India. Sixteen people—thirteen traditional Sikhs and three Nirankari followers—were killed in the ensuing violence, occurring when some Akhand Kirtani Jatha and Damdami Taksal members led by Fauja Singh protested against and tried to stop a convention of Sant Nirankari Mission followers. This incident is considered to be a starting point in the events leading to Operation Blue Star and the 1980s insurgency in Punjab.
Operation Bluestar - Indhira Ghandi's Plot to Eliminate Akhan Kirtani Jatha & Damdami Taksal Leaders (1984)
Visual Depiction of Operation Bluestar (Preliminary Footage - AP News)
Operation Blue Star was an Indian military operation carried out between 1 and 8 June 1984, ordered by Prime Minister Indira Gandhi to remove religious leader Jarnail Singh Bhindranwale and his armed followers from the buildings of the Harmandir Sahib complex in Amritsar, Punjab. In July 1983, the Sikh political party Akali Dal's President Harcharan Singh Longowal had invited Bhindranwale to take up residence in Golden Temple Complex. Bhindranwale later on made the sacred temple complex an armoury and headquarters. In the violent events leading up to the Operation Blue Star, the militants had killed 165 Nirankaris, Hindus and Nirankaris, even 39 Sikhs opposed to Bhindranwale were killed. The total number of deaths was 410 in violent incidents and riots while 1,180 people were injured.
Counterintelligence reports of the Indian agencies had reported that three prominent figures in the operation, Shabeg Singh, Balbir Singh and Amrik Singh had made at least six trips each to Pakistan between the years 1981 and 1983. Intelligence Bureau reported that weapons training was being provided at gurdwaras in Jammu and Kashmir and Himachal Pradesh. Soviet intelligence agency KGB reportedly tipped off the Indian agency RAW about the CIA and ISI working together on a Plan for Punjab with a code name "Gibraltar". RAW from its interrogation of a Pakistani Army officer received information that over a thousand trained Special Service Group commandos of the Pakistan Army had been dispatched by Pakistan into the Indian Punjab to assist Bhindranwale in his fight against the government. A large number of Pakistani agents also took the smuggling routes in the Kashmir and Kutch n for three days ending on 8 June. A clean-up operation codenamed as Operation Woodrose was also initiated throughout Punjab.
The army had underestimated the firepower possessed by the militants. Militants had Chinese made rocket-propelled grenade launchers with armor piercing capabilities. Tanks and heavy artillery were used to attack the militants using anti-tank and machine-gun fire from the heavily fortified Akal Takht. After a 24-hour firefight, the army finally wrested control of the temple complex. Casualty figures for the Army were 83 dead and 249 injured. According to the official estimate presented by the Indian government, 1592 were apprehended and there were 493 combined militant and civilian casualties. High civilian casualties were attributed by the state to militants using pilgrims trapped inside the temple as human shields. According to Indian army generals, it was "doubtful" that Bhindranwale had any assurance of help or promise of asylum from Pakistan, as he made no attempt to escape with any associates, in additions to traditions of martyrdom.
Jarnail Singh Bhindranwale (Damdami Taksal Leader - Killed)

Assassination of Indian Prime Minister, Indira Gandhi By Her Sikh Bodyguards (1984)

Indian Prime Minister Indira Gandhi was assassinated at 9:30 a.m. on 31 October 1984 at her residence in Safdarjung Road, New Delhi. She was killed by her bodyguards. Satwant Singh and Beant Singh in the aftermath of Operation Blue Star, an Indian military action carried out between 1 and 8 June 1984 ordered by Indira Gandhi to remove Jarnail Singh Bhindranwale and his followers from the Golden Temple of Harmandir Sahib in Amritsar, Punjab. The collateral damage included the death of many pilgrims, as well as damage to the Akal Takht. The military action on the sacred temple was criticized both inside and outside India.
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The 1984 Anti-Sikh Riots (Sikh Genocide/Black November) in Response to Indian Prime Minister Indira Ghandi's Assasination - 17,000 Sikhs Dead [This Event Gave Rise to the Punjabi Insurgency Movement, Babar Khalsa & Flight Air India 182 Bombing in Canada]

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The 1984 Anti-Sikh Riots - Resulted in 17,000 Deceased Sikhs
The 1984 Anti-Sikh Riots, also known as the 1984 Sikh Genocide, 1984 Sikh Massacre or Black November, was a series of organized pogroms against Sikhs in India following the assassination of Indira Gandhi by her Sikh bodyguards. Government estimates project that about 2,800 Sikhs were killed in Delhi and 3,350 nationwide, whilst independent sources estimate the number of deaths at about 8,000–17,000.
The assassination of Indira Gandhi itself had taken place shortly after she had ordered Operation Blue Star, a military action to secure the Harmandir Sahib Sikh temple complex in Amritsar, Punjab, in June 1984. The operation had resulted in a deadly battle with armed Sikh groups who were demanding greater rights and autonomy for Punjab and the deaths of many pilgrims. Sikhs worldwide had criticized the army action and many saw it as an assault on their religion and identity. In the aftermath of the pogroms, the government reported that 20,000 had fled the city; the People's Union for Civil Liberties reported "at least" 1,000 displaced persons. The most-affected regions were the Sikh neighborhoods of Delhi. Human rights organizations and newspapers across India believed that the massacre was organized. The collusion of political officials connected to the Indian National Congress in the violence and judicial failure to penalize the perpetrators alienated Sikhs and increased support for the Khalistan movement. The Akal Takht, Sikhism's governing body, considers the killings a genocide.
In 2011, Human Rights Watch reported that the Government of India had "yet to prosecute those responsible for the mass killings".According to the 2011 WikiLeaks cable leaks, the United States was convinced of Indian National Congress' complicity in the riots and called it "opportunism" and "hatred" by the Congress government, of Sikhs. Although the U.S. has not identified the riots as genocide, it acknowledged that "grave human rights violations" occurred. In 2011, the burned sites of multiple Sikh killings from 1984, were discovered in Hondh-Chillar and Pataudi areas of Haryana. The Central Bureau of Investigation, the main Indian investigative agency, believes that the violence was organized with support from the Delhi police and some central-government officials. After 34 years of delay, in December 2018, the first high-profile conviction for the 1984 anti-Sikh riots took place with the arrest of Congress leader Sajjan Kumar, who was sentenced to life imprisonment by the Delhi High Court. Very few convictions have taken place in the pending 1984 cases, with only one death penalty conviction for an accused, Yashpal in the case of murdering Sikhs in the Mahipalpur area of Delhi.
To Be Continued in Indus Connection (Part 2 - Punjabi/Sikh History) - Flight Air India 182
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2023.06.03 03:57 Separate-Flamingo135 Failed “shotgunner” has a happy ending!

**plan was to apply to as many t20-t25s in hopes of getting into at least one. didn’t rlly work out! committed to Tulane; but wasn’t truly happy. scroll to see the happy ending!!!!”
Demographics: White, female, Jewish, NY public school with about 1000 students (fairly diverse ethnic background, neither parents born in the US)
Hook: First generation
Intended major: Biology
ACT: 34 composite. (35 Science, 32, math, 33, reading, 35 english)
W GPA and Rank: 4.5 weighted GPA, no unweighted, top 10% of class
Coursework:
AP Euro, AP Seminar, APUSH, AP Lang, AP Lit, AP Comparative Gov, AP Biology, AP Statistics College Anatomy, College International Business, College Spanish
All other classes were honors where offered.
Awards:
RIT Computing Medal Seal of biliteracy for Spanish All-county art award Certificate for pre-calc from my school A few certificates of determination and effort from my school Silver, bronze and honorable mention in the national Spanish exam
ECs:
Head editor of the tech section for my schools newspaper, as well as secretary Business Honor Society, Science Honor Society, National Honor Society, Foreign Language Honor Society (secretary) Volunteer lifeguard Tutoring in my community 100+ hours of community service Self taught guitarist All womens robotics team Varsity soccer team manager Student I.T. leader (help students who struggle with technology) Camp counselor during the summer Small random ones
Essays: Given that my extracurriculars were kind of all over the place, I worked really hard on them. Spoke a lot about my interests in Biology and struggles I faced as a woman in STEM and in my religion. I also had an adviser who helped me out a bunch.
LORs: They were all good I would say, one sticks out because supposedly the teacher is very good at writing letters (she was my teachers for two years, adviser for a club)
Rejections:
WashU Vanderbilt NYU Emory UPenn
Waitlists: Cornell Boston University Northeastern UVA George Washington University UofMichigan
Acceptances: Tulane University (originally committed) UMD Penn State Ohio State Binghamton Stony Brook UDel UIUC
Final decision: TAKEN OFF OF UMICH WAITLIST AND COMMITTED!!! YAYYY GO BLUEEE
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2023.06.02 17:52 chrishasreddit Time to upgrade! Budget of ~$1000, Microcenter deals?

What will you be doing with this PC? Be as specific as possible, and include specific games or programs you will be using.
Primarily used for gaming (FF14 full-graphics, Overwatch, League) but must play Diablo 4. I also utilize the occasional Photoshop and design-intense programs. Current system is lagging quite a bit.
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What is your maximum budget before rebates/shipping/taxes?
~$1000 (could go a bit above but I think because I have all of the external peripherals this should be possible)
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When do you plan on building/buying the PC? Note: beyond a week or two from today means any build you receive will be out of date when you want to buy.
ASAP, this weekend tbh!
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What, exactly, do you need included in the budget? (ToweOS/monitokeyboard/mouse/etc)
Based on current performance issues, I definitely need a new CPU and GPU. I'd love a new build with RGB lights, I just built my partner one using this case which I love: Phanteks Eclipse G360A ATX Mid Tower Case.
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Which country (and state/province) will you be purchasing the parts in? If you're in US, do you have access to a Microcenter location?
NYC, looking to utilize one of the many Microcenter deals if possible: https://www.microcenter.com/category/4294833320/computer-build-bundles
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If reusing any parts (including monitor(s)/keyboard/mouse/etc), what parts will you be reusing? Brands and models are appreciated.
I currently have a MOBO and PSU that could be reused based on your recommendation compatibility. I bought both around 2015 so they're a bit old.
  1. [MOBO] Asus PRIME B350-PLUS ATX AM4 Motherboard
  2. [PSU] Corsair CX450M (2015) 450 W 80+ Bronze Certified Semi-modular ATX Power Supply
I have keyboard, mouse, monitors, and speakers. You can see my current build here: https://pcpartpicker.com/list/bhQkhk
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Will you be overclocking? If yes, are you interested in overclocking right away, or down the line? CPU and/or GPU?
Would prefer not to.
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Are there any specific features or items you want/need in the build? (ex: SSD, large amount of storage or a RAID setup, CUDA or OpenCL support, etc)
Prefer SSD to store my games, 1TB would be great but would settle for less.
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Do you have any specific case preferences (Size like ITX/microATX/mid-towefull-tower, styles, colors, window or not, LED lighting, etc), or a particular color theme preference for the components?
Like I mentioned earlier, RGB lighting would be really stellar but not required.
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Do you need a copy of Windows included in the budget? If you do need one included, do you have a preference?
Nope, can use my current SSD installation on a new build.
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Extra info or particulars: Thank you all in advance! The previous build you provided for my partner works like a dream and, honestly, I'm super jealous. I should've built the same one when the deal for his was active!
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2023.06.01 12:51 saniyasharma12 The Ultimate Guide to Laravel Course: Learn to Build Powerful Web Applications

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2023.06.01 11:08 ZubeyrMustafa Looking for full ride scholarships in USA

I'll be probably studying computer science. I'm international student, caucasian, 1470 SAT(780 Math, 690 Verbal), good GPA(maybe even perfect, at least 3+), I have worked in telecommunication service in my country for one month, i have international STEM olympiad bronze, I'm volunteering in a local charity company, I'll also volunteer in F1 next year, I can play electric guitar very well, I'll be finishing Harvard's CS50 course and getting a certificate, I'm president of student council in our school, I'm also member of tech and music clubs in school.
Which universities I can go to(any suggestions)? Is it even possible?
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2023.05.31 20:10 Thatmeanmom It's award season again

Two award ceremonies in two days with two very disappointed kids. Can we stop this nonsense please.
I know my kids aren't the only ones who leave disappointed every year, I watched four students walk out of the ceremony today after the same kids kept receiving multiple awards.
I'm tired of seeing kids who spend hours trying to understand a concept that other kids get in five minutes only to not get recognition for the time put in. I'm tired of seeing the look on kids faces who know they aren't getting anything because they have to work everyday after school to help support their family instead of focusing on straight As and extracurricular activies. I'm tired of seeing students who can dedicate hours to clubs, sports and activities get no recognition because there's always somebody who can offer more.
To those kids and parents: I see you and I commend you so much for finishing the year. I commend you for not giving up and I commend you for doing your absolute best with the situation you are given in life. Your experiences will get you farther in life than any certificate. To the neurodivergent kids, to the kids with learning disabilities, to the kids with rough home lives, to the kids who struggle with anxiety and depression and struggle even getting out of bed, your accomplishments are seen and admired by many, even if you don't realize it.
There's enough time for disappointment in adulthood. Can we spend the childhood years focusing on the positive attributes every child brings to this world.
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2023.05.29 12:58 rsinternationalbath The Benefits Of Upgrading Your Bathroom Faucet: Style, Functionality, And Water Efficiency

The Benefits Of Upgrading Your Bathroom Faucet: Style, Functionality, And Water Efficiency
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RS International.
Replacing the tap is an excellent idea to give your bathroom some flair and practicality. Changing the old fixture with a new one might significantly impact whether you’re remodeling your bathroom entirely or just want to make a minor alteration. In this article, we will get to know the advantages of replacing your old tap and provide guidance on choosing the best manufacturer of bathroom shower in india.

Why Bathroom Renovation Is Necessary

Several factors necessitate bathroom remodeling. One advantage is that it can raise the value of your house. For prospective buyers, a well-designed and modernized bathroom may be a significant selling feature, especially if it has high-end fixtures and finishes. A refurbished area can also improve daily life by enhancing its usability and comfort.
Even minor adjustments might have a significant impact when remodeling a bathroom. Changing the tap is a simple and budget-friendly method to give your space a new look and enhance performance.
Here Are Some Tips For Picking The Right Lavatory Faucet.

Style

As fixtures are available in a wide range of designs, you may choose a bathroom sink faucet that complements the layout and finish of your washroom. There is a tap that will suit your aesthetic, whether you choose a sleek, minimalist appearance or a more classic one. Selecting a new bathroom tap might be an opportunity to modernize the decor of the lavatory as a whole. You might wish to select a tap with a distinctive shape or finish that matches your current fixtures or prefer to change all of the fittings at once to achieve a uniform appearance.

Functionality

Upgrading the bathroom faucet can also improve its functionality. For instance, choose a tap with a higher spout if you routinely wash your hair in the sink, or prefer a tap with a single lever that is simple for young children.
Along with the spout height and handle type, there are more functional aspects to consider when choosing a bathroom tap. For example, some faucets include a pull-out spray head that makes rinsing the sink or washing your face easier. Others may include a touchless sensor that lets you turn the water on and off without touching the faucet.

Water Efficiency

Water efficiency can be increased by replacing the bathroom tap, which is an additional advantage. Many newer faucets are designed to use less water than earlier versions, which can help you save money on your water bill and lessen your environmental impact.
Consider models that have received the WaterSense certification when selecting a bathroom tap. The Environmental Protection Agency (EPA) sponsors the Water Sense program, which certifies items that use less water. Compared to older taps, which have the highest water consumption of 2.2 gallons per minute, WaterSense faucets are meant to use 1.5 gallons per minute.

Budget

Establish a spending limit for the new tap and select a model that fits your price range. Remember that higher-priced faucets often come with additional features and a longer lifespan. When making a choice, consider the faucet’s longevity and long-term value.

Installation

When selecting a new tap, consider the ease of installation. You may be able to set up the tap yourself if you have some basic plumbing knowledge. However, hiring a professional plumber is essential to ensure a safe and proper installation if you’re not confident performing plumbing work or if your bathroom contains complicated plumbing fixtures.

Choose the Right Finish

The finish of the faucet will impact the overall look of your bathroom. Choose a finish that completes the decor and matches your existing fixtures. Popular finishes include chrome, brushed nickel, oil-rubbed bronze, and matte black.

Check the Warranty

Make sure to check the warranty before making your purchase. A good guarantee will protect you against defects and ensure the faucet lasts many years. Look for a warranty covering parts, labor, and the finish of the faucet.

Frequently Asked Questions

How do I select the ideal bathroom faucet for my requirements?

Consider style, use, water efficiency, installation, and price when selecting a bathroom tap. Choose a fixture that suits your toilet style, has the required functions, is water-efficient, is simple to install, and falls within the price range.

What finishes are available for bathroom faucets?

Bathroom faucets are available in various finishes, including matte black, brushed nickel, and chrome. For a unified aesthetic, pick a finish that blends in with your lavatory’s style and current fixtures.

In Conclusion

Upgrading your bathroom faucet is a smart investment to improve the overall lavatory style and water efficiency. You can enjoy a more comfortable and eco-friendly space by choosing a high-quality faucet that includes all qualities. When considering your options, check out the wide range of RS International, which offer style and functionality for any bathroom.
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2023.05.29 12:20 subahsharmaseo Top Trophy Manufacturers in Gurgaon - Delhi Trophy

Top Trophy Manufacturers in Gurgaon - Delhi Trophy
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For growth and development, it is necessary to recognize your students or your staff members with awards. These awards will place them in a higher position in terms of productivity. Also, they benefit you to have encouraged students or employees. So, you must deliver them such awards and trophies on a regular basis. Also, it is important to purchase them from the top trophy manufacturers in Gurgaon.
Awards and trophies come in various ranges and sizes. Also, the designs involve the use of many different materials. Those materials add value to the product's quality and price. Here is the list of some different trophies and awards you can present at your event. Read them to get knowledge about them in detail.
Metal Trophies
Metal Trophies use metals like nickel, bronze, steel, and others to feature as a gift of appreciation. These trophies are made with molten metal and rubbed for a shiny appearance. Also, these trophies possess great strength and good weight. You can have complete customization in your metal trophies.
Metal trophies are generally given as sports awards. All Indian Trophies distributed at sports events are made of metal. You can choose us to deliver the best metal trophies of good quality.
Wooden Trophies
Are you looking for a trophy or award to distribute as a corporate gift to the winners? You must choose a wooden trophy. As it is easy to engrave on wood, you can get customized wooden trophies. These are mostly awarded as annual presents and have different shapes and sizes. Delhi Trophy allows you to choose strong and reliable wooden trophies for your events. Also, we have skilled members to engrave your script on your wooden trophies and awards.
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To get an alternative to crystal trophies and the traditional glass trophy, acrylic trophies have been designed. Choosing an Acrylic trophy gives you the benefit of acquiring them in various forms. As they can be molded, you can create them in the shape of your products or one that suits you. A variety of shapes are available in the market for you to award. Also, you may get them at affordable prices.
Cups and trophy
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Wooden plaques and awards
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Resin Trophy
Resin Trophies are premium trophies with very appealing shapes. They are manufactured from petroleum-derived products, and thus their prices vary with that of oil. Also, these trophies are convenient to display in precise. Moreover, these are mostly given at sports events and are likely more durable. These can be a great option to deliver seasonal sports days to your school students as the winners could remember their wins by keeping them for a lifetime.
Premium products
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Medals
Recognition is a fundamental human necessity. If you wish to acknowledge your students or staff, present them with medals. This will boost their confidence and allows them to practice more for it. Presenting medals not only motivates them but increases their self-esteem. Further, it will help your business to grow by receiving timely submissions. In addition, you can present medals as awards for various achievements in sports, military, cultural, scientific, and academic performances.
Conclusion
The trophies and awards you gift must be of good quality, so it adds more personal touch to the receiver. These should make them feel extra special. You should choose a trophy manufacturer that provide you with excellent quality trophies and awards to make your receiver happier. The product range are available in large varieties and optimum customizations are also available. You can contact Delhi Trophy anytime or may visit their website to view their product samples.
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2023.05.28 22:47 AustralianChrono Chronologica's Drag Race Season 4: Episode 5- Snap That Shot Lip Sync

DRAG RACE!
Chronologica struts the runway wearing a ‘Moxie Valor’ brand t-shirt, that had the lead singer wearing a ghostface mask in their hands and sticking their tongue out.
Hello world!
Welcome to Drag Race.
Mexican Supermodel Nancy Doll, are you ready for the shoot?
“Darling, let’s hope these DRAGS can meet the mark.” Nancy shrugs.
Rachelle, what’s your favorite shoot?
“My man-”
FLOSS! Hello! Are you ready for an international shoot!
“Damn right!” Floss grins.
For our Challenge, our racers were tasked with going INTERNATIONAL, and taking on a photoshoot!
And on the runway, they’ll be wearing World of Drag Wonders looks.
It’s TIME!
~
Category is… World of Drag Wonders.
Aguacate bellows down the runway, dressed as the Chichén Itzá monument itself. Nine layers of dress, separated by ruffle layers, and a bodice meant to represent the top of the temple, Aguacate has gone all out. Even her hair and makeup are Mayan-themed, bold and complimentary to her outfit.
Who’s she sacrificing?
Wearing many layers of sheer ivory fabric with subtle gold lace, Yasmin gently spins on the stage, her very high-waisted skirt billowing into an elegant rounded shape reminiscent of the Taj Mahal. Her feet and hands are dyed red, matching her simple red glasses, and she wears a gossamer ivory veil and red-and-gold floral brocade tunic to finish the traditional peshwaz look.
“Taj My Mahal.” Rachelle smirks.
Zazu Nova arrives in a structured and dramatic gown in a flowing chiffon iridescent pink or lavender, adding to the overall sense of magic and wonder, with intricate embroidery that evokes a sense of otherworldly magic.
Zazu Nova: “Wonder. Magic!”
Crayola Boxx enters the stage in a large wide brimmed hat constructed to look like a UFO with a little grey alien inside, and a gown coated in glitter that looks like desert sand with the bust forming the great pyramids of Giza.
“Aliens?” Nancy looks confused.
King Omari Star struts out as an Egyptian Pharaoh, wearing an intricate look that references The Catacombs of Kom El Shoqafa. He has the Pharaoh's beard, staff and two piece look, his skin glittering with hints of gold as he bares a fake chest.
“Walking like an Egyptian.” Floss winks.
Jaslene Bangus enters the stage in a stunning ball gown that references Mount Everest, in a shining white that looks as if the gown itself is a snow capped mountain. Her hair is a shining white, her face painted and her lips blue.
“Climbing this mountain is a treat.” Rachelle quips.
Haja Hubiani has transformed herself into the ancient Colossus of Rhodes, her skin painted as she walks a robe around her body, holding a staff in the air. Her skin has a bronze hue, and she walks, continuing the pose with a firm gaze.
“Bronze babe.” Floss grins.
Granny Gorgeous has a swimsuit look, giving more body then the usual fare in a look that references the great barrier reef. She’s got coral coming out of her body, and hints of blues, reds and pinks through her skin, like ink blotches.
“Ew.” Nancy says. “I mean… lovely.”
Toyotomi Hideyoshi spins out dressed as none other than the marvelous wonder that is the rings of Saturn! In a futuristic couture look, Hideyoshi spins around, the outfit twirling and spinning around him and his all black bodysuit.
The Wonder of Space.
Fiore Stravaganza has become a couture version of the leaning tower of Pisa, looking like a literal piece of art with her skin painted a marble gray. The tight gown is fitted to the side, like the real object- leaning as Fiore struts, not a simple walk, because she’s art, darling.
“Love!” Rachelle says.
~
Hi Racers.
I’ve made some decisions.
Will the following people step forward.
Aguacate.
Haja Hubiani.
Jaslene Bangus.
Zazu Nova.
You are all safe.
Aguacate looks surprised, Haja is clearly annoyed, Jaslene purses her lips and Zazu smiles.
You may untuck in the platinum lounge.
The racers enter the werkroom.
Aguacate: “So… I am SAFE. I didn’t realize Chronologica had SAFE Queens actually be the best performing this year. THIS is the twist of the season, mijas.”
Everyone grabs a drink.
The safe Queens all sit down.
“...So.” Zazu Nova smiles. “How are we feeling! We’ve survived another week, and traveled around the world.”
Haja, still visibly frustrated, sighs and takes a sip of her drink. "Surviving is not enough, Zazu. I want to thrive. I want to be seen, to be recognized for my talents. Being safe week after week feels like I'm being overlooked."
Haja Hubiani: “Like, I thought I had it all. Literally. And I’m safe. UGH!” Haja exhales.
Jaslene rolls her eyes. "Oh, Haja, cry me a river. We have off weeks. I’m fabulous, I was with my girls and I’ll slay next week.”
Aguacate raises her glass and grins. "Well, mis amigas, maybe you just need to embrace the fact that I am the star and destined to win this competition. You can bask in my glory as I conquer every challenge thrown my way."
Jaslene Bangus: “Where did this come from? Didn’t she lose?”
“I am frustrated, genuinely, and it’s okay to feel that way- I KNOW I did well.” Haja says.
“Well, not good enough, clearly!” Aguacate laughs.
Haja blinks, twice.
"Haja, maybe if you actually did well instead of just thinking you did, you wouldn't be in this position. Just saying." Jaslene shrugs, sipping her drink.
"Excuse me? I've given my all in every challenge. I've showcased my talent, my creativity, and my cultural heritage. Yet, week after week, I'm just safe. It's disheartening." Haja utters.
Jaslene rolls her eyes again.
Jaslene Bangus: “The complaining is sooooo annoying.”
"Oh, please. You think you're the only one who feels unrecognized? I've been serving looks, comedy, and charisma since day one. I've been the highlight of this competition, and yet, here I am, just safe." Aguacate looks down. “Shocking.”
"Ladies, let's not forget that we're all here because we're talented. We're all incredible queens in our own right, and being safe means we still have the opportunity to showcase ourselves and prove our worth." Zazu grins.
Haja takes a deep breath, trying to regain her composure. "I understand that, Zazu. We all want to be at the top, but I should feel- validly frustrated.”
Jaslene shrugs. "Well, Haja, if you want to be at the top, you're going to have to step up your game. I'm not going to hold back just because you feel frustrated. I'm here to win, and I won't let anything or anyone stand in my way."
Haja looks annoyed, as if unaware of what to respond.
Zazu smiles. "Let's remember why we started this journey in the first place. We all have dreams and aspirations, and being on this show is a stepping stone towards realizing them. We may not be at the top now, but who knows what the future holds?"
“Meh.” Jaslene responds.
Jaslene Bangus: “This isn’t Chronologica’s happy family race, we don’t need all this- positive vibes...”
“Yeah…” Haja nods. “What you said.”
“Zazu… I have a question.” Aguacate asks.
“Mhm?” Zazu says.
“How the fuck does your runway reference world wonders?” Aguacate asks, confused.
~
You are the tops and bottoms of the week.
Starting with…
Fiore Stravaganza!
Fiore poses.
“FASHION!” Floss cheers. “Baby, you are gorgeous!”
Fiore smiles.
“You served the looks, you served the style- you were an excellent piece of drag art, and I want to commend you on just delivering.” Floss grins.
“Clearly you shine, on your own really well.” Nancy says. “I am one of the biggest models in the world- and I felt you were close to my level.”
Fiore looks touched.
Well done, Fiore.
Crayola Boxx.
“Hello!” Crayola waves.
I think you unfortunately did not hit the mark this week.
Crayola nods.
For me, whilst this was you, this was also a safe choice- you went a bit too kid friendly, and whilst I see that is you… I want to see another side of you, a side that can get a little dirty, a little riskier.
“I do get that.” Crayola responds.
For me, the more I see, the more I want you to push yourself out of the box. That’s what I need.
“Thank you, Chronologica.”
King Omari Star.
“Hello.” Omari grins.
“How was it, this week for you?” Rochelle asks.
“It was lovely. I felt at home, I gave my heart and soul, and I embraced it.” Omari nods. “And I think I did a damn good photoshoot.”
“You did.” Rachelle grins.
Omari smiles.
“You embraced it, and I love it. But I want you to loosen up even more! Have fun with it! Embrace this journey.” Rachelle says.
“I… will.” Omari nods. “Thank you.”
Hideyoshi.
“Hiya.” Hideyoshi grins.
“I do not understand your photoshoot.” Nancy says. “It was too much.”
Hideyoshi’s face drops.
“For me, it felt like you were on crack.” Nancy looks looks at Hideyoshi. “Are you on drugs?”
“I’m just- me!” Hideyoshi says.
“But you just were not doing IT.” Nancy shrugs. “I am not a fan.”
It was just- too much, and it came off unprepared.
Hideyoshi nods.
Yasmin Raiz.
“Hello!” Yasmin waves.
“What a fun shoot.” Rachelle smiles.
“I had such a fun time.” Yasmin says. “And… a scary one.”
“What did this challenge mean to you?” Rachelle asks.
"This challenge... it meant the world to me." Yasmin says, her voice trembling slightly. "Being a gay drag queen in Guyana, it hasn't been easy. In a society where LGBTQ+ individuals face immense stigma and discrimination, expressing my true self has always felt like walking on a tightrope.” Her eyes begin to tear up. “But being here, on this stage, in front of the cameras and the judges, it felt like I could finally break free from those chains. It was a chance to showcase not just my love for drag, but also to represent my community back home. To show them that we exist, that we matter, and that our artistry is something to be celebrated."
Rachelle tears up.
“I feared the backlash, the judgment, and the potential consequences." Yasmin nods. “But I did it.”
"Yasmin." Rachelle says, her voice filled with warmth, "You are an incredible force of creativity, strength, and authenticity. Your journey is a testament to your resilience and your unwavering commitment to being true to yourself, despite the challenges you face."
"Thank you, Rachelle." Yasmin smiles.
Rachelle smiles, her eyes shining with pride.
Finally, Granny.
Granny smiles.
“I really enjoy you, Granny. Like, I was shot once- and all I could deal with is joy in my life to make me feel better. And you do that.” Floss says.
“Thank you.” Granny nods.
“But- I do want to say, this week lacked drag. You are a talent, but I need you to show us more drag PRESENCE. Find your brand. That is what I need.” Floss says.
Granny nods.
Thank you, racers. Whilst we deliberate, you may untuck backstage in the Crystal Lounge, sponsored by Princess Papaya Tropical Drinks.
~
The racers enter the crystal lounge.
“Wow…” Yasmin smiles.
"You did really, really good Yasmin." Granny grins.
Yasmin blushes, her eyes sparkling with gratitude. "Thank you, Granny. That means a lot coming from you. I saw the way you captivated the judges with your joy and positivity. You truly have a unique energy that brightens up the room."
Granny's eyes welled up with tears as she holds Yasmin's hand. "Oh, my dear, you don't know how much your words mean to me. It’s hard to understand who I am as a drag queen at this stage of my life, because I am still learning. But seeing your authenticity and the way you fearlessly express yourself gives me hope as someone who was so scared to do the same for so many years. Maybe it's never too late to discover a new side of myself and what my drag might mean just like you and Omari have."
Fiore looks around awkwardly, blinking.
Fiore Stravaganza: “Fuck Fiore’s drag, right?”
Omari raises his voice. "Granny, I think you underestimate yourself. You may be our 'baby' drag queen, but you bring a wealth of experience and wisdom to the competition. Your unique perspective is valuable, and I believe that your brand is already shining through."
Granny wipes away her tears. "Thank you, Omari. Your words mean a lot. I'll keep searching for my brand and trust that it will reveal itself in due time."
Fiore walks over to sit alone, at the other corner of the room.
“...Is she okay?” Granny asks.
“I’m fine.” Fiore says coldly.
Fiore Stravaganza: “Good for Yasmin. But… Despite the positive feedback, I can't help but feel a twinge of disappointment. I put so much effort into my look and photoshoot… but all the girls only celebrate Yasmin.” Fiore shrugs. “And Granny also for whatever reason. Probably for not being dead yet.”
Hideyoshi sighs.
“Are YOU okay?” Omari looks at Hideyoshi.
“Clearly, my ADHD is acting up, and it's affecting my ability to plan and execute things properly." Hideyoshi admits, his voice clearly upset. "I wanted to show the judges my true essence, but it came off as chaotic instead."
Granny places a comforting hand on Hideyoshi's shoulder. "I understand. It can be challenging when our minds work differently than others'. But I want you to know that your uniqueness is what makes you special. Your kookiness is part of your charm, and it's what sets you apart from everyone else."
Hideyoshi nods. “Let’s prepare for this lip sync.”
Suddenly, the safe racers walk in.
Fiore walks right over, as Jaslene smiles. “My A.E. sister.”
Fiore awkwardly nods. “That’s me!”
“What’s the tea?” Aguacate winks.
Fiore lets out a small chuckle, sitting uncomfortably on the couch because of their garment. "Oh, you know me and how I do it, served them haute couture, one of a kind spectacular, the usual. I enjoy my time as the only pretty girl in the spotlight, thank you Jaslene..”
“Shady bitch!” Jaslene cackles, playfully hitting Fiore with a throw pillow. "Oh, honey, we know you love the spotlight. But don't worry, we'll catch up soon enough. SOME of us at least."
Haja rolls her eyes. "Can we please stop with the passive-aggressive comments? We're all here to support and uplift each other, right?"
Zazu Nova smiles. “Absolutely. We're all in this together, and it's important to remember that our journey is unique to each of us. We can learn so much from one another if we choose to support and encourage one another."
Jaslene sips her drink.
Crayola raises her hand. "If I may, can I just say that I'm feeling a bit uncomfortable with the judges wanting me to 'adult' my drag up? I mean, I understand they want growth and versatility, but I don't want to lose the essence of who I am as a drag queen.”
“It is more so, adapting to the challenge.” Omari adds. “I received feedback, I’m going to do the same.”
Crayola frowns.
Meanwhile, Granny and Hideyoshi chat.
“I think… we are the bottom two.” Granny looks at Hideyoshi.
"It seems that way, Granny. But you know what? We're not going to let that discourage us. We'll give it our all in the lip sync and show the judges why we deserve to stay in this competition." Hideyoshi grins.
"That's the spirit, my dear. We'll bring our energy, our passion, and our love for drag to that stage. No matter what the outcome, we'll leave it all on the floor and make it a lip sync to remember."
The two hug.
~
Welcome back, racers.
I’ve made some decisions.
King Omari, well done this week… you’re safe.
Omari smiles.
Yasmin Raiz, you are an inspiration.
Yasmin claps for herself.
You’re safe.
The others look shocked.
“Thank you.” Yasmin grins.
Yasmin Raiz: “I feel really happy with this week. I’ve shown my heart, and I'm going to keep going. This is just the start”
“I don’t understand…” Fiore mutters, before realizing.
Fiore Stravaganza, condragulations, you’ve snapped that shot, and you’re the winner of this week’s challenge and $5000!
Fiore’s face lights up before Jaslene cheers.
Fiore Stravaganza: “I showed myself. I did this solo. And… this is what I achieved.” Fiore smirks. “I’m here till the end, and this has just validated it.”
…
Granny Gorgeous, we’re fans. But we need you to show us more. You’re up for elimination.
Granny nods.
Toyotomi Hideyoshi, you’re a performer, but this week, you were a mess- and we needed more.
Crayola Boxx… we need you to get outside of YOUR box.
…
…
…
…
…
…
Crayola, you’re safe.
Crayola nods and wipes a tear out of her eye. “I’ll do better.”
That means Granny and Hideyoshi, I’m sorry my dears, but you are up for elimination.
The time has come… for you to lip sync to your life!
**Feedback by Janet Jackson starts to play**
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IQb90QGFNJs
Good luck… and don’t fuck it up!
Granny Gorgeous: “I know that this isn’t my time. I’m giving ALL of my drag. Granny’s not over and its time to show them who I am.”
Toyotomi Hideyoshi: “A stage is where I shine. I’m not doing this unplanned. I’m giving all of me on this stage!”
~
Next Time!
Racers, for this week’s challenge, it’s time for the SNATCH GAME!
“I’m going outside of my child-friendly box.” Crayola says, with pride in her voice.
“How so?” Omari asks.
“I’m doing Elmo.” Crayola winks.
“You better hope the disco needs YOU.” Rachelle growls.
“I can’t do this.” Haja says. “I’m out.”
~
Stats
Voting
Spreadsheet
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2023.05.28 22:47 AustralianChrono Chronologica's Drag Race Season 4: Episode 5- Snap That Shot Lip Sync

DRAG RACE!
Chronologica struts the runway wearing a ‘Moxie Valor’ brand t-shirt, that had the lead singer wearing a ghostface mask in their hands and sticking their tongue out.
Hello world!
Welcome to Drag Race.
Mexican Supermodel Nancy Doll, are you ready for the shoot?
“Darling, let’s hope these DRAGS can meet the mark.” Nancy shrugs.
Rachelle, what’s your favorite shoot?
“My man-”
FLOSS! Hello! Are you ready for an international shoot!
“Damn right!” Floss grins.
For our Challenge, our racers were tasked with going INTERNATIONAL, and taking on a photoshoot!
And on the runway, they’ll be wearing World of Drag Wonders looks.
It’s TIME!
~
Category is… World of Drag Wonders.
Aguacate bellows down the runway, dressed as the Chichén Itzá monument itself. Nine layers of dress, separated by ruffle layers, and a bodice meant to represent the top of the temple, Aguacate has gone all out. Even her hair and makeup are Mayan-themed, bold and complimentary to her outfit.
Who’s she sacrificing?
Wearing many layers of sheer ivory fabric with subtle gold lace, Yasmin gently spins on the stage, her very high-waisted skirt billowing into an elegant rounded shape reminiscent of the Taj Mahal. Her feet and hands are dyed red, matching her simple red glasses, and she wears a gossamer ivory veil and red-and-gold floral brocade tunic to finish the traditional peshwaz look.
“Taj My Mahal.” Rachelle smirks.
Zazu Nova arrives in a structured and dramatic gown in a flowing chiffon iridescent pink or lavender, adding to the overall sense of magic and wonder, with intricate embroidery that evokes a sense of otherworldly magic.
Zazu Nova: “Wonder. Magic!”
Crayola Boxx enters the stage in a large wide brimmed hat constructed to look like a UFO with a little grey alien inside, and a gown coated in glitter that looks like desert sand with the bust forming the great pyramids of Giza.
“Aliens?” Nancy looks confused.
King Omari Star struts out as an Egyptian Pharaoh, wearing an intricate look that references The Catacombs of Kom El Shoqafa. He has the Pharaoh's beard, staff and two piece look, his skin glittering with hints of gold as he bares a fake chest.
“Walking like an Egyptian.” Floss winks.
Jaslene Bangus enters the stage in a stunning ball gown that references Mount Everest, in a shining white that looks as if the gown itself is a snow capped mountain. Her hair is a shining white, her face painted and her lips blue.
“Climbing this mountain is a treat.” Rachelle quips.
Haja Hubiani has transformed herself into the ancient Colossus of Rhodes, her skin painted as she walks a robe around her body, holding a staff in the air. Her skin has a bronze hue, and she walks, continuing the pose with a firm gaze.
“Bronze babe.” Floss grins.
Granny Gorgeous has a swimsuit look, giving more body then the usual fare in a look that references the great barrier reef. She’s got coral coming out of her body, and hints of blues, reds and pinks through her skin, like ink blotches.
“Ew.” Nancy says. “I mean… lovely.”
Toyotomi Hideyoshi spins out dressed as none other than the marvelous wonder that is the rings of Saturn! In a futuristic couture look, Hideyoshi spins around, the outfit twirling and spinning around him and his all black bodysuit.
The Wonder of Space.
Fiore Stravaganza has become a couture version of the leaning tower of Pisa, looking like a literal piece of art with her skin painted a marble gray. The tight gown is fitted to the side, like the real object- leaning as Fiore struts, not a simple walk, because she’s art, darling.
“Love!” Rachelle says.
~
Hi Racers.
I’ve made some decisions.
Will the following people step forward.
Aguacate.
Haja Hubiani.
Jaslene Bangus.
Zazu Nova.
You are all safe.
Aguacate looks surprised, Haja is clearly annoyed, Jaslene purses her lips and Zazu smiles.
You may untuck in the platinum lounge.
The racers enter the werkroom.
Aguacate: “So… I am SAFE. I didn’t realize Chronologica had SAFE Queens actually be the best performing this year. THIS is the twist of the season, mijas.”
Everyone grabs a drink.
The safe Queens all sit down.
“...So.” Zazu Nova smiles. “How are we feeling! We’ve survived another week, and traveled around the world.”
Haja, still visibly frustrated, sighs and takes a sip of her drink. "Surviving is not enough, Zazu. I want to thrive. I want to be seen, to be recognized for my talents. Being safe week after week feels like I'm being overlooked."
Haja Hubiani: “Like, I thought I had it all. Literally. And I’m safe. UGH!” Haja exhales.
Jaslene rolls her eyes. "Oh, Haja, cry me a river. We have off weeks. I’m fabulous, I was with my girls and I’ll slay next week.”
Aguacate raises her glass and grins. "Well, mis amigas, maybe you just need to embrace the fact that I am the star and destined to win this competition. You can bask in my glory as I conquer every challenge thrown my way."
Jaslene Bangus: “Where did this come from? Didn’t she lose?”
“I am frustrated, genuinely, and it’s okay to feel that way- I KNOW I did well.” Haja says.
“Well, not good enough, clearly!” Aguacate laughs.
Haja blinks, twice.
"Haja, maybe if you actually did well instead of just thinking you did, you wouldn't be in this position. Just saying." Jaslene shrugs, sipping her drink.
"Excuse me? I've given my all in every challenge. I've showcased my talent, my creativity, and my cultural heritage. Yet, week after week, I'm just safe. It's disheartening." Haja utters.
Jaslene rolls her eyes again.
Jaslene Bangus: “The complaining is sooooo annoying.”
"Oh, please. You think you're the only one who feels unrecognized? I've been serving looks, comedy, and charisma since day one. I've been the highlight of this competition, and yet, here I am, just safe." Aguacate looks down. “Shocking.”
"Ladies, let's not forget that we're all here because we're talented. We're all incredible queens in our own right, and being safe means we still have the opportunity to showcase ourselves and prove our worth." Zazu grins.
Haja takes a deep breath, trying to regain her composure. "I understand that, Zazu. We all want to be at the top, but I should feel- validly frustrated.”
Jaslene shrugs. "Well, Haja, if you want to be at the top, you're going to have to step up your game. I'm not going to hold back just because you feel frustrated. I'm here to win, and I won't let anything or anyone stand in my way."
Haja looks annoyed, as if unaware of what to respond.
Zazu smiles. "Let's remember why we started this journey in the first place. We all have dreams and aspirations, and being on this show is a stepping stone towards realizing them. We may not be at the top now, but who knows what the future holds?"
“Meh.” Jaslene responds.
Jaslene Bangus: “This isn’t Chronologica’s happy family race, we don’t need all this- positive vibes...”
“Yeah…” Haja nods. “What you said.”
“Zazu… I have a question.” Aguacate asks.
“Mhm?” Zazu says.
“How the fuck does your runway reference world wonders?” Aguacate asks, confused.
~
You are the tops and bottoms of the week.
Starting with…
Fiore Stravaganza!
Fiore poses.
“FASHION!” Floss cheers. “Baby, you are gorgeous!”
Fiore smiles.
“You served the looks, you served the style- you were an excellent piece of drag art, and I want to commend you on just delivering.” Floss grins.
“Clearly you shine, on your own really well.” Nancy says. “I am one of the biggest models in the world- and I felt you were close to my level.”
Fiore looks touched.
Well done, Fiore.
Crayola Boxx.
“Hello!” Crayola waves.
I think you unfortunately did not hit the mark this week.
Crayola nods.
For me, whilst this was you, this was also a safe choice- you went a bit too kid friendly, and whilst I see that is you… I want to see another side of you, a side that can get a little dirty, a little riskier.
“I do get that.” Crayola responds.
For me, the more I see, the more I want you to push yourself out of the box. That’s what I need.
“Thank you, Chronologica.”
King Omari Star.
“Hello.” Omari grins.
“How was it, this week for you?” Rochelle asks.
“It was lovely. I felt at home, I gave my heart and soul, and I embraced it.” Omari nods. “And I think I did a damn good photoshoot.”
“You did.” Rachelle grins.
Omari smiles.
“You embraced it, and I love it. But I want you to loosen up even more! Have fun with it! Embrace this journey.” Rachelle says.
“I… will.” Omari nods. “Thank you.”
Hideyoshi.
“Hiya.” Hideyoshi grins.
“I do not understand your photoshoot.” Nancy says. “It was too much.”
Hideyoshi’s face drops.
“For me, it felt like you were on crack.” Nancy looks looks at Hideyoshi. “Are you on drugs?”
“I’m just- me!” Hideyoshi says.
“But you just were not doing IT.” Nancy shrugs. “I am not a fan.”
It was just- too much, and it came off unprepared.
Hideyoshi nods.
Yasmin Raiz.
“Hello!” Yasmin waves.
“What a fun shoot.” Rachelle smiles.
“I had such a fun time.” Yasmin says. “And… a scary one.”
“What did this challenge mean to you?” Rachelle asks.
"This challenge... it meant the world to me." Yasmin says, her voice trembling slightly. "Being a gay drag queen in Guyana, it hasn't been easy. In a society where LGBTQ+ individuals face immense stigma and discrimination, expressing my true self has always felt like walking on a tightrope.” Her eyes begin to tear up. “But being here, on this stage, in front of the cameras and the judges, it felt like I could finally break free from those chains. It was a chance to showcase not just my love for drag, but also to represent my community back home. To show them that we exist, that we matter, and that our artistry is something to be celebrated."
Rachelle tears up.
“I feared the backlash, the judgment, and the potential consequences." Yasmin nods. “But I did it.”
"Yasmin." Rachelle says, her voice filled with warmth, "You are an incredible force of creativity, strength, and authenticity. Your journey is a testament to your resilience and your unwavering commitment to being true to yourself, despite the challenges you face."
"Thank you, Rachelle." Yasmin smiles.
Rachelle smiles, her eyes shining with pride.
Finally, Granny.
Granny smiles.
“I really enjoy you, Granny. Like, I was shot once- and all I could deal with is joy in my life to make me feel better. And you do that.” Floss says.
“Thank you.” Granny nods.
“But- I do want to say, this week lacked drag. You are a talent, but I need you to show us more drag PRESENCE. Find your brand. That is what I need.” Floss says.
Granny nods.
Thank you, racers. Whilst we deliberate, you may untuck backstage in the Crystal Lounge, sponsored by Princess Papaya Tropical Drinks.
~
The racers enter the crystal lounge.
“Wow…” Yasmin smiles.
"You did really, really good Yasmin." Granny grins.
Yasmin blushes, her eyes sparkling with gratitude. "Thank you, Granny. That means a lot coming from you. I saw the way you captivated the judges with your joy and positivity. You truly have a unique energy that brightens up the room."
Granny's eyes welled up with tears as she holds Yasmin's hand. "Oh, my dear, you don't know how much your words mean to me. It’s hard to understand who I am as a drag queen at this stage of my life, because I am still learning. But seeing your authenticity and the way you fearlessly express yourself gives me hope as someone who was so scared to do the same for so many years. Maybe it's never too late to discover a new side of myself and what my drag might mean just like you and Omari have."
Fiore looks around awkwardly, blinking.
Fiore Stravaganza: “Fuck Fiore’s drag, right?”
Omari raises his voice. "Granny, I think you underestimate yourself. You may be our 'baby' drag queen, but you bring a wealth of experience and wisdom to the competition. Your unique perspective is valuable, and I believe that your brand is already shining through."
Granny wipes away her tears. "Thank you, Omari. Your words mean a lot. I'll keep searching for my brand and trust that it will reveal itself in due time."
Fiore walks over to sit alone, at the other corner of the room.
“...Is she okay?” Granny asks.
“I’m fine.” Fiore says coldly.
Fiore Stravaganza: “Good for Yasmin. But… Despite the positive feedback, I can't help but feel a twinge of disappointment. I put so much effort into my look and photoshoot… but all the girls only celebrate Yasmin.” Fiore shrugs. “And Granny also for whatever reason. Probably for not being dead yet.”
Hideyoshi sighs.
“Are YOU okay?” Omari looks at Hideyoshi.
“Clearly, my ADHD is acting up, and it's affecting my ability to plan and execute things properly." Hideyoshi admits, his voice clearly upset. "I wanted to show the judges my true essence, but it came off as chaotic instead."
Granny places a comforting hand on Hideyoshi's shoulder. "I understand. It can be challenging when our minds work differently than others'. But I want you to know that your uniqueness is what makes you special. Your kookiness is part of your charm, and it's what sets you apart from everyone else."
Hideyoshi nods. “Let’s prepare for this lip sync.”
Suddenly, the safe racers walk in.
Fiore walks right over, as Jaslene smiles. “My A.E. sister.”
Fiore awkwardly nods. “That’s me!”
“What’s the tea?” Aguacate winks.
Fiore lets out a small chuckle, sitting uncomfortably on the couch because of their garment. "Oh, you know me and how I do it, served them haute couture, one of a kind spectacular, the usual. I enjoy my time as the only pretty girl in the spotlight, thank you Jaslene..”
“Shady bitch!” Jaslene cackles, playfully hitting Fiore with a throw pillow. "Oh, honey, we know you love the spotlight. But don't worry, we'll catch up soon enough. SOME of us at least."
Haja rolls her eyes. "Can we please stop with the passive-aggressive comments? We're all here to support and uplift each other, right?"
Zazu Nova smiles. “Absolutely. We're all in this together, and it's important to remember that our journey is unique to each of us. We can learn so much from one another if we choose to support and encourage one another."
Jaslene sips her drink.
Crayola raises her hand. "If I may, can I just say that I'm feeling a bit uncomfortable with the judges wanting me to 'adult' my drag up? I mean, I understand they want growth and versatility, but I don't want to lose the essence of who I am as a drag queen.”
“It is more so, adapting to the challenge.” Omari adds. “I received feedback, I’m going to do the same.”
Crayola frowns.
Meanwhile, Granny and Hideyoshi chat.
“I think… we are the bottom two.” Granny looks at Hideyoshi.
"It seems that way, Granny. But you know what? We're not going to let that discourage us. We'll give it our all in the lip sync and show the judges why we deserve to stay in this competition." Hideyoshi grins.
"That's the spirit, my dear. We'll bring our energy, our passion, and our love for drag to that stage. No matter what the outcome, we'll leave it all on the floor and make it a lip sync to remember."
The two hug.
~
Welcome back, racers.
I’ve made some decisions.
King Omari, well done this week… you’re safe.
Omari smiles.
Yasmin Raiz, you are an inspiration.
Yasmin claps for herself.
You’re safe.
The others look shocked.
“Thank you.” Yasmin grins.
Yasmin Raiz: “I feel really happy with this week. I’ve shown my heart, and I'm going to keep going. This is just the start”
“I don’t understand…” Fiore mutters, before realizing.
Fiore Stravaganza, condragulations, you’ve snapped that shot, and you’re the winner of this week’s challenge and $5000!
Fiore’s face lights up before Jaslene cheers.
Fiore Stravaganza: “I showed myself. I did this solo. And… this is what I achieved.” Fiore smirks. “I’m here till the end, and this has just validated it.”
…
Granny Gorgeous, we’re fans. But we need you to show us more. You’re up for elimination.
Granny nods.
Toyotomi Hideyoshi, you’re a performer, but this week, you were a mess- and we needed more.
Crayola Boxx… we need you to get outside of YOUR box.
…
…
…
…
…
…
Crayola, you’re safe.
Crayola nods and wipes a tear out of her eye. “I’ll do better.”
That means Granny and Hideyoshi, I’m sorry my dears, but you are up for elimination.
The time has come… for you to lip sync to your life!
**Feedback by Janet Jackson starts to play**
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IQb90QGFNJs
Good luck… and don’t fuck it up!
Granny Gorgeous: “I know that this isn’t my time. I’m giving ALL of my drag. Granny’s not over and its time to show them who I am.”
Toyotomi Hideyoshi: “A stage is where I shine. I’m not doing this unplanned. I’m giving all of me on this stage!”
~
Next Time!
Racers, for this week’s challenge, it’s time for the SNATCH GAME!
“I’m going outside of my child-friendly box.” Crayola says, with pride in her voice.
“How so?” Omari asks.
“I’m doing Elmo.” Crayola winks.
“You better hope the disco needs YOU.” Rachelle growls.
“I can’t do this.” Haja says. “I’m out.”
~
Stats
Voting
Spreadsheet
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2023.05.28 22:26 CosmicLogic1 Hey you! Yeah you! 🫵 👀 Chance a STEM-Loving Asian for REA Caltech EECS/Astrophysics **repost**

being slightly vague for privacy reasons
Demographics:
Intended Major(s): EECS/Astrophysics
Academics:
Awards:
Extracurriculars/Leadership (going to be vague):
Essays/LORs/Other (what i'm most worried abt cause this is my weakest section):
Essay: working on it during the summer. unique and funny topic imo but I have bad essay-writing skills so not sure how it'll turn out (5/10)
LORs: one is def gonna be at least a 8/10. other two are gonna be 5/10s
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tips for awards, essays, LORs is greatly appreciated. tysm everyone, bcuz of u guys i got this far in my app. at the final stepping stone and i need ur help once more :)
REA at Caltech, cause it's my dream school and ill commit if i get accepted :D
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2023.05.27 02:47 MiddieFromMhigo A replacement for a scoreboard. A Commendation system

For people who played FF14, there is a system where after a dungeon, raid, ect, you can commend someone who left a positive impression on you. While these are usually just given to the healer or tank, Darktide has no such roles and in other cases its usually given to players who saved the run or are extremely good. I think this could work for Darktide. Because if people want commendations, they would have to play around the team instead of themselves. People wont care about you killing the 573th Poxwalker, they will care, and remember you saving them at the last minute, or controlling the patroling Maulers and crushers or coming in clutch when everyone is down or dead and saving the run. And have special markers or even cosmetics to show off that youre a team player.
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2023.05.26 08:04 Necessary-Run3927 Best Construction Company in Jharkhand

Best Construction Company in Jharkhand
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Introduction

Construction Company in Jharkhand
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2023.05.25 09:24 Aleph-INDIA626 EPR Registration consultant for Plastic waste mangement in delhi

EPR Registration consultant for Plastic waste mangement in delhi
Plastic products have become an integral part of our daily lives, produced on a massive scale worldwide. However, the generation of plastic waste has become a significant environmental concern. In India, approximately 5.6 million tonnes of plastic waste is generated annually. While recycling is a commendable approach to reuse plastic products, finding ways to eliminate plastic from the waste stream is crucial. To address this issue, Extended Producer Responsibility (EPR) registration has been implemented to regulate and manage plastic waste effectively. In this blog post, we will delve into the importance of EPR Registration for Plastic Packaging and the categories of plastic packaging covered under it.
The following entities are required to obtain an EPR registration certificate through the centralized EPR portal:
  1. Producers: Companies engaged in the manufacturing of plastic products.
  2. Importers: Businesses involved in the importation of plastic products.
  3. Brand owners: Companies that own and market specific brands of plastic products.
  4. Plastic Waste Processors (PWPs): Entities engaged in various processes such as recycling, waste-to-energy, waste-to-oil, and industrial composting of plastic waste.
    Extended Producer Responsibility (EPR) applies to the following categories of plastic packaging:
  5. Category I: Rigid plastic packaging.
  6. Category II: Single-layer or multilayer flexible plastic packaging, plastic sheets or covers, carry bags, plastic sachets or pouches.
  7. Category III: Multi-layered plastic packaging with at least one layer of plastic and at least one layer of material other than plastic.
  8. Category IV: Plastic sheets or similar materials used for packaging, as well as compostable plastic carry bags.
    To complete the EPR registration process, the following documents are generally required for Producers, Importers, Brand Owners, and Plastic Waste Processors:
  9. PAN, GST, CIN (Company Registration details).
  10. IEC (Import-Export Code) (for importers).
  11. AadhaPAN of the authorized person.
  12. DIC (District Industries Center) Registration (if the unit is registered with DIC).
  13. Process flow diagrams (for Producers and PWPs only).
  14. Consents issued by State Pollution Control Board (SPCB) or Pollution Control Committee (PCC) (if the unit has a production facility).
  15. Scanned copy of authorized persons' signatures.
  16. Covering letter.
  17. Geo-tagged pictures of the raw material storage area, production area, product dispatch area, and plant machinery (for PWPs only).
  18. Any additional documents that the unit wishes to provide to supplement the registration application.
Conclusion
EPR registration plays a vital role in effective plastic waste management by ensuring that the responsibility for plastic waste is shared among various stakeholders. By holding producers, importers, brand owners, and plastic waste processors accountable for their products' life cycle, EPR encourages them to adopt sustainable practices and promote circular economy principles. Through the centralized EPR portal and adherence to the required documentation, entities can contribute to a cleaner and greener future by effectively managing plastic waste.
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2023.05.25 03:16 1sandstorm WTS - Hinderer XM-24 Skinner, blue frame green scale

Sold - Rick Hinderer XM-24 Skinner - SV 475 (PPG&S) CONUS. Yolo is king. Sold for 450
Good evening Swappers, tonight I have a beautiful blue framed hinderer up for you. This knife version is pre tri-way and running on teflon washers, but for teflon is super smooth and operates well. Blade appears unused and factory edge. Blade is S35VN steel. The handle does have two spots that show scratches/wear which i tried to highlight in the video, but otherwise looks unused.
Ownership: I purchased this knife at an estate sale of a collector who had a very expansive collection, almost all safe queens. I am the second owner, sadly no box or certificate were included in my purchase.
Edge condition: Appears to be factory edge, I did not sharpen and I see no signs of sharpening.
Centering/Lockup: Centering is near perfect, the lock is super smooth for such a large knife.
Body Condition: As mentioned, the frame side shows two indications of wear, one by the pivot and the other halfway down the frame lock. Not significant, but do stand out slightly against the blue coloring. Otherwise great condition.
Box and Papers: Unfortunately this did not come with the original box or papers.
Extras: Comes with well tied lanyard, as well as one titanium bead and one bronze bead. Both shown in video
[Timestamp, Picture and Video of XM-24] https://imgur.com/a/JEAelCd
Hope this knife finds a good new home, please let me know if additional pictures or information would be helpful!
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2023.05.24 02:18 1sandstorm WTS - Hinderer XM-24 Skinner, blue frame green scales

WTS - Rick Hinderer XM-24 Skinner - SV 525 (PPG&S) CONUS. Yolo is king.
Good evening Swappers, tonight I have a beautiful blue framed hinderer up for you. This knife version is pre tri-way and running on teflon washers, but for teflon is super smooth and operates well. Blade appears unused and factory edge. Blade is S35VN steel. The handle does have two spots that show scratches/wear which i tried to highlight in the video, but otherwise looks unused.
Ownership: I purchased this knife at an estate sale of a collector who had a very expansive collection, almost all safe queens. I am the second owner, sadly no box or certificate were included in my purchase.
Edge condition: Appears to be factory edge, I did not sharpen and I see no signs of sharpening.
Centering/Lockup: Centering is near perfect, the lock is super smooth for such a large knife.
Body Condition: As mentioned, the frame side shows two indications of wear, one by the pivot and the other halfway down the frame lock. Not significant, but do stand out slightly against the blue coloring. Otherwise great condition.
Box and Papers: Unfortunately this did not come with the original box or papers.
Extras: Comes with well tied lanyard, as well as one titanium bead and one bronze bead. Both shown in video
[Picture and Video of XM-24]https://imgur.com/a/l2DDG7I
Hope this knife finds a good new home, please let me know if additional pictures or information would be helpful!
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2023.05.23 01:51 Frootloops696 Is Cougar CMD PSU alright?

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Sorry I made my own thread for this and didnt ask in simple questions thread, cause it seems most questions there never got an answer..
Im building my 1st PC and I need a 500W PSU,
Im going to use an RX 580 8GB card, with i3 12100f ...
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So I looked at the tier list;
https://cultists.network/140/psu-tier-list/ (new list, updated 2023)
and this Cougar CMD is C Tier
problem is.. theres so few reviews for this model when I looked it up. And I never bought a PSU before, no clue what to look for, dont wanna get the wrong one and end up just wasting money.
im not sure how much I can trust the tier list..
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From Amazon...
Features: Over current protection, over voltage protection, overload protection, undervoltage protection, cable management, short-circuit protection, single 12V rail
80 PLUS Certification:80 PLUS Bronze
Input Voltage:AC 100-240 V, Output Voltage:+3.3, +5, ±12 V, Efficiency:88%
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From their site
-TSR Sensor
With the CMD’s TSR sensor you can monitor an extra location anywhere in your computer, to allow you to keep everything under total control.
-Flat & Modular Cables
The aerodynamic design of CMD’s cables helps you in building a cooling-friendly computer. Their unique shape reduces air friction optimizes the airflow and makes the installation simpler.
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It's the cheapest PSU I can get in the C tier, the 500W I want, sell for $37 in my country, its really really cheap.
Is it ok to buy this one? I think im too broke to buy the silvegold or the full-modular one and dont think I need those either..thanks for the help
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2023.05.22 15:47 Emerald_Aussie School of Beards Chapter 26: “It. Never. Ends.”

This is the second to last installment for this school year. It was the last until it started going way over the Reddit character limit so I decided to split it. The next one really will be the last of this school year. I don’t expect there to be any during the summer months since I’m only doing online summer school this year (assuming they pick me for summer school at all. I still don’t know.) So, no lab and really no beard interaction so I’ll probably spend the summer finishing up the BowserBeard saga. I’m sure I’ll be back in the fall with more tales. It appears that all the beards (except maybe ManiBeard…maybe) will be returning in the fall.
And now, for a really beefy, super-sized set of tales:
  1. “A Tale of 2 ManiBeards”
Friday. Ah. Yes. Friday. 3 weeks and 1 day until summer. The last day of state testing. Cinco De Mayo. A lovely day to just round out the week and kick back. And it did start as a very chill day. I had finished planning all my lessons and creating all my slide shows for the rest of the year. I had even scheduled the remaining assignments to post in Google Classroom. I was literally planning for next year already! Yes, this Emerald Aussie was on top of her game!
And so when it was time to hold the door of my classroom for my 2nd period students to come in I was pumped. We were watching an animated feature that day (“Brave”), so I was ready for a chill and laid-back Friday. I opened the door and stood there, alternating between greeting students and dissociating into my own head. I watched students and teachers pass absent-mindedly. I noticed ManiBeard headed down the stairs. Odd for him to be in the Maths wing…and with a blazer and mustache.
Wait what?!
I was snapped from my thoughts as I did a double take. The man in front of me certainly looked like ManiBeard, but in place of a cardigan or pea coat he had on a blazer and instead of being clean-shaven he had a mustache. He also had a substitute teacher badge instead of a staff badge.
You know those old TV shows where the evil alternate-reality version of a character has a mustache but is otherwise identical? Think Star Trek, Superman, or my personal favorite Hercules: The Legendary Journeys. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Cg1HB63_Do). Yeah, I felt like I’d fallen into an alternate universe.
As soon as I had started class and they were watching their film I messaged Beatle about the doppelganger, whom I shall henceforth refer to as ‘ManiStache’.
“Aye, I know. I saw him. He’s subbing for TypicalBeard today,” Beatle replied.
“And you didn’t warn me?” I asked.
“Didn’t think of it. Just a creepy version of Mani,” Beatle said.
“Yeah, that mustache does take him from awkward goofball to creepy,” I agreed.
And so I just kind of forgot about it after that. I figured that was the last I had seen of ManiStashe.
I was wrong.
This was the last day of teacher appreciation week and as such they were serving sangas for lunch. Or at least that is what they claimed. What it actually was was a few finger sangas, crisps, and a fizzy drink. Beatle and I had 2nd lunch and given the small amount of food remaining, I wasn’t sure how many in 3rd lunch would even get anything. In either case, I parked Beatle’s wheelchair at a table and got some food for us both. I wasn’t particularly happy as I hadn’t packed lunch since we were led to believe it would be provided and I was way more hungry than 2 finger sangas and a few crisps. But I digress, as I so often do.
I put the scantly filled plate in front of Beatle and shrugged.
“Guess I’ll make a cuppa and have a granola bar to supplement lunch,” I said as ManiBeard sat down with us.
Beatle didn’t sigh loud, but enough so that I heard him.
“Hi, ManiBeard!” I said cheerily.
“Hello,” ManiBeard replied as he started to munch on some crisps, crumbs flying everywhere as he talked.
“Contracts are due today. Have you made a decision yet?” I asked.
“Not 100%. I’ll decide before tonight,” ManiBeard said.
“I’ll be back next year,” CovidBeard said as she sat with us.
I forced a smile. I knew at least 1 English position for next year was open because Mr. Principal had told us so in the staff meeting the day prior. He had also mentioned that due to the teacher shortage, the other principals in the district were getting a bit cutthroat with trying to poach teachers from other campuses and that the interview process had become very much an exercise in urgency. Something about the idea of ‘cut-throat’ principals amuses me.
Anyway, I didn’t know who was leaving yet, but I suspected it was Daria since they were trying to find a replacement department head. I also hoped that when all was said and done some of the beards would be leaving (for the sake of Beatle’s sanity…but this was not to be…we’ll get there).
It was around this time that ManiStashe walked into the dining room and got in line for some food. I looked at Beatle and he looked back at me.
“You have a doppelganger,” I said to ManiBeard.
“What’s that?” ManiBeard asked.
I bit my lip and fought the urge to slam my head into the table. “Um, it’s someone that looks a lot like you but isn’t related to you.”
“Oh…who looks like me?” ManiBeard asked.
“The sub that’s in for TypicalBeard today,” I said gesturing.
ManiBeard looked at him then back at me, “You think he looks like me?”
“Trade your cardigan for a blazer and grow a mustache? Yeah, I do,” I said.
“Oh, I’d never grow a mustache,” ManiBeard said as the point flew over his head.
ManiStache finished getting his food and looked around for a place to sit.
“You can sit with us,” CovidBeard said.
I blinked. I had never loved CovidBeard more (or at all) than at this very moment.
“Thanks,” ManiStashe said as he sat down. His voice was nowhere near as deep as ManiBeard’s and he had a hint of a European accent. My guess would be British.
I looked from one Mani to the other. Yep, they looked the same. Same long stringy hair, same string-bean figure, and basically the same height…even their facial features were nearly identical. Aside from the mustache and blazer ManiStashe wore and the cardigan and nail polish ManiBeard wore they could have been twins!
“Evidently you are my doppler,” ManiBeard said.
I sighed and hung my head, “Doppelganger ManiBeard.”
“You think so?” ManiStashe asked.
ManiBeard shrugged, “She does,” he pointed at me.
“Yeah, you two look very similar,” I nodded.
“I don’t know about all that…” ManiStashe said, seemingly slightly offended.
“Oh, I love your accent. Where are you from?” CovidBeard asked.
“Originally, England. But I’ve been in the US for most of my life,” ManiStashe said.
“Are you excited about the coronation tomorrow?” CovidBeard asked, “I guess you all are. You’re all British so I guess it’s a big deal for you,” she added looking at Beatle and myself.
Beatle and I both glared at her.
“I’m Irish, not bloody British,” Beatle said.
CovidBeard shrugged, “Same thing.”
“No, it is not. I’m from Dublin…the Republic of Ireland. We rejected British rule…have you never learned anything about the atrocities the British inflicted on my people…and the civil war that followed. I literally grew up in Ireland during The Troubles…” Beatle started to rant. It continued but he switched to Irish and the only word I understood in what followed was ‘gobshite’.
Ever wanna piss off an Irishman? Call him British.
“Oh…” CovidBeard said.
“And honestly, I couldn’t care less about the coronation either. I’m Aussie and while we are at least part of the Commonwealth, I’m an Australian Republican. I am for Aussie Independance. I hate the crown being our head of state,” I said.
ManiStashe looked at us, “As I said, I’ve been in the US most of my life.”
“Honestly, I don’t see why so many Americans are so interested in the coronation. America rejected British rule long ago,” I said.
ManiBeard shrugged, “It’s historical and the fashion is sure to be spectacular.”
“I guess. Anyway, how are your classes going ManiBeard?” I asked, desperate to change the subject. The royal family was one of my least favorite topics of conversation.
ManiBeard shrugged, “The kids are getting restless. They don’t want to listen to anything.”
ManiStashe looked at him, “Wait, you’re the teacher across the hall from me today, aren’t you?”
ManiBeard nodded, “Yeah, if you’re in TypicalBeard’s room.”
“Your kids were so loud before lunch. I had the door to my room closed and I could still hear them,” ManiStashe said.
“Yeah, they keep coming in and out of the classroom. They won’t stay at their seats,” ManiBeard explained.
ManiStashe looked at him, “But, you’re the teacher…”
I bit my lip. Was ManiStashe calling ManiBeard out?
“Yeah, they just don’t listen. That’s all,” ManiBeard said simply.
“Sounds like a classroom management issue,” ManiStashe replied.
Beatle coughed, nearly choking on his sanga.
“I have really good classroom management. I used to work at an alternative school with some really tough kids,” ManiBeard said. I fought the urge to roll my eyes. Here we go again.
ManiStashe looked unimpressed, “I’m just saying, I’m a sub and I’m having no trouble keeping my students in the classroom.”
“You have sophomores. I have freshmen. They are different,” ManiBeard said, starting to get a little defensive.
“Um hmm…ok. Well, after lunch can you try to keep your kids quiet? My students are trying to write an essay,” ManiStashe said.
It was at this point ManiBeard piped up and demanded a Mani vs Mani dance-off in the middle of the dining room!
No, no. I wish that had happened. I would have filmed it. Can you even imagine? ManiBeard pulls out his ‘Flashdance’ moves in the middle of the dining room and ManiStashe counters with some elegant gentlemanly dance. My god, it would be delicious. Take a moment and savor the thought. OK, ok. Here’s what actually happened…
“I’ll do what I can,” ManiBeard said, almost glaring, I think. It was hard to read expressions on ManiBeard’s robotic face, but I’m pretty sure that was a glare.
“Thanks. I appreciate it,” ManiStashe said curtly as he stood up and walked away.
“He’s not very nice,” ManiBeard said once ManiStashe was gone, “I know you think he looks like me, but I certainly don’t act like that.”
I just nodded and crammed some crisps into my mouth. I hope we see ManiStashe subbing again because I need part 2 of this interaction. After work that day when Beatle and I were recounting it we couldn’t stop laughing over ManiStashe calling out ManiBeard.
“He is my hero,” Beatle said.
I laughed, “He did what you should have done months ago.”
Beatle nodded then shrugged, “Probably.”
  1. “Beard’s Gonna Beard”
On this day Beatle (who was finally out of the wheelchair and walking again) pulled into our parking place. It was early because we had a meeting about graduation. Several other people were arriving just as early, including EnglishBeard.
Beatle and I got our things as did Wee One and the three of us walked towards the building discussing how in 2 and a half weeks Wee One would be a senior. (I am NOT prepared.) We still had to walk up the ramp because stairs were not yet a thing Beatle could handle. Behind us, a teaching assistant we will call Vera was also headed inside.
Suddenly we heard EnglishBeard’s voice ring out in panic.
“IS THIS YOUR CAR?! HEY! HEY! MA’AM! IS THIS YOUR CAR?!”
We all turned around expecting to see a horrific scene. I didn’t notice anything off, but EnglishBeard looked absolutely terrified. He was standing by Vera’s car.
“IS THIS YOUR CAR?!” EnglishBeard called out again.
Convinced that something was terribly wrong by the urgency in EnglishBeard’s voice, Vera (who is not a young woman mind you) goes running back towards her car.
“I wonder what that was all about?” I asked Beatle.
Beatle shrugged as he hobbled along, “No idea. With EnglishBeard, who knows?”
Vera ended up catching up to us since Beatle had to walk so slowly. As we all approached the building I asked, “Is everything ok mate?”
Vera rolled her eyes and nodded, “Yeah. I dropped a sweater outside my car.”
I blinked, “Are you bloody serious?”
Vera sighed, “The way he was acting I expected to find my car rolling backward or something.”
I was speechless. A feat rarely accomplished (Red knows. I have a big mouth.).
Beatle rolled his eyes, “Well, I’m just glad everything is ok.”
And with that Vera headed into the copy room and Beatle and I headed towards the auditorium for our meeting.
“He sounded like something was terribly wrong,” I sighed.
Beatle shrugged, “Beard’s gonna beard.”
  1. “The Dilemma of ManiBeard”
2.5 weeks of school left. State testing is over, graduation plans have been set, senioritis is in full swing…and that goes for teachers too. I, personally, had not had a case of senioritis this severe since my junior year of high school (Beatle’s senior year). I didn’t even have it this bad MY senior year. And that really seemed to apply to everyone at Standard High. Even the freshmen were catching senioritis. It truly is contagious.
And that is why it was no shock to me to find out that the normally quiet Sonia was venting to Beatle while he was in her room. Her students were working and so she and Beatle were sitting at her desk chatting.
“Any word on anyone leaving?” Beatle asked.
Sonia shook her head, “No, but I’m not sure about ManiBeard.”
“Contracts were due last Friday…how do you not know?” I asked.
“District gave him an extension because he couldn’t make a decision,” Sonia said.
“Oh, I see,” Beatle said.
“He needs to just go,” Sonia said.
This caught Beatle’s attention. Sonia never made comments like that. She was usually very neutral and reserved. “Oh?”
“I’m just over it. I’ve tried to be patient with him, but he is hopeless,” Sonia lamented.
“He is frustrating,” Beatle agreed.
“I tried to talk to him. I asked him if Lana had visited his room to offer any feedback,” Sonia started. Lana is our campus instructional coach (she is leaving and Beatle is actually applying for her job…wish him luck!). It is literally her job to go into new teachers’ classes and offer feedback to help them become better teachers.
“Did Lana give him feedback?” Beatle asked.
“ManiBeard said he convinced Lana not to come into his room at all,” Sonia sighed.
“But…how…why?” Beatle asked. Admittedly it was no easy task to put Lana off. She had even come to observe my classroom in spite of my best efforts to point out that this wasn’t actually my 2nd year teaching, just my 2nd year in high school.
“I don’t know. But for some reason, he didn’t want her in there. All he said about it was, and I quote, ‘What exactly would she see if she came in?’,” Sonia said.
Beatle blinked, “Um…lack of classroom management?”
Sonia nodded, “And a teacher that is woefully unprepared. I asked him what he was doing in class and he got pissed. He did that thing he always does when he is upset. He just stared, his face darkened, and he turned and walked away without a word.”
“What the hell? He can even tell you what he is doing in class?” Beatle asked.
“You’re in there with him some…what is he even doing?” Sonia asked.
“See, I’m only there for half the period…but based on my limited observations? Not much,” Beatle admitted.
“I even asked him to see his slides,” Sonia continued.
Beatle shook his head, “He hasn’t been using slides.”
“Oh, I know. He said as much. When I asked why he didn’t have any slides he said that he needed to be his ‘authentic self’ and write on the board and lecture,” Sonia said.
Beatle took a moment to process what she had just said before he asked, “Authentic self? This prevents him from using slides?”
Sonia shrugged, “Apparently.”
“Maybe that’s for the best. His slides her really hard to read. It was a bright solid color background with bright clashing text. I showed a set to Mandy and her poor graphic design brain almost had an aneurysm,” Beatle said.
“Yeah, but now he can’t upload notes for the kids that require notes to be provided by their IEP,” Sonia said.
Beatle nodded, “That is a problem…and his classes are very SPED heavy. I’ll talk to him about that.”
“But that just shows he only thinks about himself…never the students. And it’s been that way all year. Whenever I ask him how his classes are going it’s about him and how tired he is and how he doesn’t have enough time to get his work done…but I see him wandering around and on his phone during his conference all the time!” Sonia said.
“I’ve noticed that too,” Beatle agreed.
And so later that day Beatle did go ask ManiBeard about creating some sort of notes for his SPED kids that needed it.
“I am not doing slides. I need to be my authentic self…if I lecture at the start of class you can take notes and make copies for the SPED kids,” ManiBeard said.
Beatle raised his eyebrow, “Um…no. Mate, I am NOT your secretary. It is your responsibility to get notes for those students so either make slides or write down on paper what you plan to write on the board. Either way, they need notes.”
“But you're the SPED teacher, it's your job,” ManiBeard whined.
Beatle was done at this point, “I’m sorry, but who are you to tell me what my job is? And no, that’s not my job. It is your class and your responsibility to make sure IEPs are followed, even when I’m not in the room. I don’t give a crap how you get notes to those kids, but you need to figure it out. Use slides, use paper, use a carrier pigeon for all I care, but you will follow the IEPs. They are legal documents and legally you do not have a choice.”
And with that, Beatle walked out of the room.
He came to my room since we were both on conference.
“I know he’s a popular character, but not a character I want to interact with anymore,” Beatle said as he sat down and told me what had just happened.
The next day, ManiBeard had slides in Google Classroom.
  1. “Speak Now”
Do you remember a passing mention of a teacher named HistoryBeard in Chapter 17? For those that don’t here is the context from that chapter, “...other departments are not without their beards. I got a text from Beatle just a few minutes ago saying, “OMG! One of the kids was like "My history teacher just says a lot of sexual jokes". "Oh, is it Mr. EnglishBeard?". "No. Mr. HistoryBeard". Although how sus is it that EnglishBeard was the student’s first guess? And how sad is it that they don’t realize EnglishBeard teaches English, not history? Sigh.”
OK, now that we are all on the same page…I can’t take credit for writing for what is about to follow. Even I am not THAT brave/stupid…plus this is a bit of a word salad and I like to think I’m a better writer than that. Maybe not the best OP on Red’s channel, but at least, decent? Anyway, the following is an email that went out from HistoryBeard to the entire campus one afternoon toward the end of the year (spelling/grammar left intact from original message, aside from identifying details):
Standard High School team,
Congrats to all of our soon to be graduates and amazing kids we all proudly have mentored, served and are blessed to have taught!
Incredible commendation to all of our SHS staff and the amazing educators we are blessed to have fighting the good fight with us all.
Our graduation looks to be orchestrated with near military precision (Vets I humbly defer to you all) so great job admin team in putting this together. Now, read no further if you are feeling sheepish today.
After three lines of pleasantries aside, you can expect it's time for another short round of advocacy for all of us dedicated educators at SHS.
Another state test (newly redesigned) AND AP instructional year is ALMOST completed.
What, can we all for the sake of our futures as educators in our district hopefully agree on or at least stop being victims to?
#1- Our exploitative salaries and dystopian health insurance remain abysmal relative to what we do every day, every week and yes even on weekends, vacations and in our dreams.
#2- We are devalued yet we do not have to be. Remain strong, vigilant and connected. And confident about it. No shame, just well earned conviction. Do not calculate your worth on the babysitter pay scale.
#3- Our contract renewals remain oblivious to the necessary monetary and benefit adjustments we need relative to inflationary increases. Notice they had to change the due date on contracts. They know what it is.
All while we have last minute and nonsubstantive board meetings we are expected to (through near coercion) come back for more.
Fortunately for everyone in our community, we are overly dedicated warriors for our youth, families and community.
Bigger and better right? So, how can the inequities we face in 2023 STILL be so detrimental to our mental, physical and entire well-being?
We remain and endure anyway. Wait, we do?
EVERY YEAR at SHS WE LOSE 45-50 staff members. No cap. On God. Bruh.
So to those of us who remain THANK YOU. We CAN, DO MORE, than just REVEL OR REVILE (your choice or both?) in our fate.
Those of you leaving after this year BLESS up to each of you, your future endeavors and family. You will always be a part of this struggle and our SHS family. Forever linked. STAND WITH US HERE OR AFAR, you are still with us.
EVERYONE OF US HAS TO remain strong, vigilant and connected. And maybe it's time to stop just praying about it (school safety, a WHOLE other conversation) and outwardly promoting the MASSIVE changes we know are necessary for everyone's benefit.
The earned confidence and tremendous ability we all share here at Standard High collectively encompasses centuries of educational knowledge and instructional experience.
Think about that for a second and I'm no math teacher. And for an exit slip: Standard HS loses 25-30% of its staff annually. Every year. Dang.
Strong, vigilant and connected we can and will endure. Stop being quiet about it. At least you know I never will. And yes this took a while to write. Deciding what to bold. Enlarge. Spelling. No wonder kids copy off the internet. And now, AI.
And yes if you are still reading, Thanks for reading I guess? Google stream announcements are covered in ethereal and pixelated dust most weeks anyway.
This email will likely earn me wrath and or at least another meeting from someone. It can count as professional development in occupational therapy. Or make one contemplate distinguished or accomplished? How has just checking those boxes been working out for everyone?
Praise again to all of you and everything you do for our students, especially for all of our proud graduates later this month.
Have a good rest of the year and a relaxing summer. I look forward to another great graduation experience with all of you soon.
Best,
HistoryBeard
As I said, even *I* am not that brave/stupid. That took some, what I believe is referred to in Spanish as, cojones. And a large dose of stupidity as well.
“WTF?!” I texted Beatle after I read it.
“Yeah…guess it’s not just students HistoryBeard is inappropriate with,” Beatle replied.
“What? THAT is HistoryBeard?! That was the teacher making inappropriate comments to students? Well, that adds a whole other layer to the email,” I said.
“That almost sounded like a call to unionize. That could be career-limiting,” Beatle said.
“Um, yeah, and if district sees it that way it could be career ENDING,” I said. Not sure if I have mentioned it before, but in our state if teachers so much as mention unionizing that is grounds for our license to be revoked. We live in a state where unions just really aren’t a thing and for state workers, like teachers, it’s illegal to unionize.
“True. And that was poorly written, career-limiting, and not altogether true…but he made some points,” Beatle said.
I sighed, “Yes, but in the most grandiose and beardious way…and what exactly is that going to accomplish? Unless the state steps up we aren’t getting a raise in pay. All he did was hurt himself.”
“Exactly. Like, you can’t just talk about it. If you wanna make a change, bloody do it. Run for office, go work at the state, change things from the inside,” Beatle said.
I froze. He had just repeated my words from when he was part of the Occupy movement. “That…sounds familiar…almost…sensable…like maybe you’ve heard that before…my dear recovering hippie, have you finally grown up?”
“No. Absolutely not,” Beatle said quickly.
“Your 17-year-old self would be so disappointed,” I replied.
“Whatever, the point is, that email was completely pointless and…just…WTF?!” Beatle said trying to change the subject.
“Yeah…WTF indeed,” I agreed.
But that, dear reader, sums up the morale at Standard High, albeit in the most grandiose and beardious way ever.
  1. “Quiz Time”
How well have you come to know Standard High School? Since this is the last tale of the year, let’s have a quiz…
Scenario: Ms. Dean sends out an email to the entire English dept. asking who is interested in the dept head position. Beatle happily applies for it because some leadership experience would do him good. He interviews for it and it goes well. Ms. Dean later gets back to him and says that, while they do see him in a leadership position eventually, they have decided to go with someone else for this position. An email then goes out later that day to the English dept announcing who the new department head is. Who is it?
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Time’s up, pencils down.
If you said the new department head is PastorBeard, congratulations! You win nothing, except the joy of being right.
Yeah, clearly no one ever actually had a chance but him. Ms. Dean did the interviews as formalities and it was always going to be PastorBeard. I have never been so glad to be out of the English dept. But, Beatle is stuck with it. Next year is going to be a complete and total shit show. Oh Cali, why did you have to leave us?
On a side note: when I was walking towards Beatle’s room at the end of the day I saw PastorBeard standing in the doorway of his classroom and who was with him? If you guessed EnglishBeard you get extra credit. EnglishBeard was already sucking up and trying to schedule a time to hang out with PastorBeard. As an added bonus, Daria is not leaving. She signed her contract for next year. And she is not even going to be the English 3 team lead anymore. They have yanked ALL leadership from Daria. If I were her I’d seriously be job hunting.
Yup. The English dept is screwed.
  1. “SOS!”
We had made it to yet another Friday. Only 2 more after this! I was a bit groggy because I had passed out at 5:00 the night before (I did wake up around 7-ish, long enough to watch a hockey game…or part of it…before passing out again). Fatigue was truly starting to catch up with me. I had even been getting messages in the ReddX Discord from my friends asking if I was ok because my absence had been noticed. I was just too exhausted to engage in a way that wouldn’t get me banned (hurrah for self-awareness). My penchant for pleasantries had been severely diminished by this point and it was just better that I not engage with anyone I didn’t absolutely have to.
Unfortunately, at work, I had to.
On this day I had Wee One in my first class. As she was coming down the hall with her friend Tim (who I know because he is in one of my animation classes) I saw her stop and hug him tightly and say in a very sugary voice ‘I love you’. Tim hugged her back and said ‘I love you too’. And then he went on his way. I looked at Wee One and raised an eyebrow as she came into the classroom. Once Tim was long gone I called her over to me.
“Wee One, if you are cheating on Wrestler I will kick your ass,” I mumbled into her ear.
“What? No! I’m not!” she promised.
“That was a bad look then,” I said.
Wee One looked down, seemingly realizing why and went to sit down. She didn’t seem happy with me for calling her out.
When the bell rang I started class.
“Good morning class! We made it to Friday! 10.5 days left! That includes today! That’s not a problem for most of you because almost all of you have turned in everything but your portfolio which means you are ahead of the game. All that is actually due today is your shirt design,” I started. I noticed Wee One put her head down on her desk. She had not turned in her shirt design yet. She was not ahead of the game. I heard her mumble something so I stopped talking, “Excuse me? What did you say Wee One?”
“I said, this is bullying,” Wee One whined.
I blinked. She felt personally attacked since she hadn’t turned in her shirt design. I never called her out in class, but her guilty conscience was getting the better of her, “How exactly am I bullying you? Is there something you would like to share with the class Wee One?” I asked using her full first name. Imagine if her name was Elizabeth and she normally went by Lizzie and I called her Elizabeth.
Wee One turned red. She certainly didn’t want to admit to the class that most of them were ahead of her with classwork, “No ma’am,” she replied sheepishly.
“OK then. I have started class and I am still speaking,” I said.
“Sorry,” she mumbled before sitting back in her seat.
I finished talking to the class and gave them the rest of the period to work.
No sooner had I sat down at my desk when I noticed a message from MediaBeard through the campus messaging service.
“Can I get your help in the A/V room? I can’t get the certification tests to launch” the message said.
What the feck?! He was just doing certification testing? But reports were due in exactly one week to state. I finished testing AND reporting over a month ago…
I was in the midst of typing a reply when my phone buzzed with a text: “SOS! I need help with the certification tests!” said the message from MediaBeard.
I sighed, “Replying to you in messenger,” I texted back.
I turned back to my reply in messenger, “I have a class. Have you set up a testing group in the testing program?”
“I have. But it didn’t work and now I can’t even get into the testing program and it won’t launch on the student computers but the program is there and it should work and I don’t know what I am doing wrong. I NEED HELP!” came his next panicked message.
I sighed. I couldn’t just leave him in a room full of kids having a meltdown. “OK, hang tight. On my way,” I replied. I stood up and looked at my class, “OK guys, sorry, save your work. We’re taking a field trip. Mr. MediaBeard needs my help getting certification tests going and I certainly can’t just leave you alone so you’re coming with me. Consider it a chance to stretch your legs,” I said as I headed for the door. Once my class lined up I led them across the school to the A/V room. “OK guys, you hang here and chill. Let me get these tests going and we’ll head back.”
“Welcome to the chaos of the A/V room,” MediaBeard said, clearly in panic mode. I ran him through some basic troubleshooting steps. Making sure the program was the right version, rebooting the system, making sure the group was made the right way in the program, etc. Finally, I noticed that when he was having the students log into the test he was giving them a group number, but no individual access code.
“MediaBeard, have you given the students their personal payment codes?” I asked.
“Is that the group code?” he asked.
I sighed, “No. The group code is the group code. That’s for reporting. The personal payment codes are individual codes that district sent us to pay for the exam. Each student gets their own code good for 1 test and 1 retake if needed. The list of codes district sent us are for us to share. I made a spreadsheet I shared with you to keep track of them.”
MediaBeard looked confused and went to his email to look for emails I sent him.
I sighed, “Go to Google Drives and do a search for spreadsheets I created that you have access to.”
“Oh, ok,” he did so and found the spreadsheet, “See, it’s that one.”
“Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah,” MediaBeard snapped.
“Each student gets their own code and they have to enter it to pay for the test. Make sure you notate which codes you use because the leftover codes we can use to test next year,” I said.
“OK,” he said as he put the ENTIRE SPREADSHEET with ALL the codes on the projector. He assigned them that way instead of printing out a code for each student.
Sigh.
Once the students put in the payment code, guess what…it worked. The test launched and the crisis was averted.
I remind you that this is his second year teaching this content and my first and we were in the exactly same training side by side and got sent the same emails from district. Why was I helping this allegedly tech-savvy media professional that had ‘worked in the industry’ to launch tests a week before reports are due?
And yes, his contract was renewed. I asked and he said “Yeah, it got delayed but I did get it finally. You’re stuck with me Mandy!”
“Oh, MediaBeard, that is wonderful!” I said, trying to be pleasant. Maybe next year he will just let me mentor him…but probably not.
And that will conclude this tale of beardery. I truly do want to thank everyone that is following this saga. I love writing it, I love hearing Red read it (and his reactions), and that only happens because of you…yeah you, the one reading/listening right now. So, thank you. Remember to subscribe to ReddX if you haven’t already.
Until next time…
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2023.05.22 12:04 WaveOfWire One Hell Of A Vacation - Chapter 83

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Harrow adjusted the hood of her vest, the cutouts for her ears anchoring it to her head as she fetched a fresh ironwood knife from one of her many pockets and passed it to Joe below her, his body resting on the ground under her widened stance. The Grand Hunter grunted his appreciation from his prone form, reaching with the implement and scratching out some of the excess material that they had forgotten to account for when asking the Atmo to do the prototype.
She was tempted to sit on his back, if only to rest her own from the awkward position. She had been holding up their latest project for a while now, the dulled edge of the wooden knives being unsuitable for prolonged use and delaying the process, but they didn’t want to risk giving Heralt more work at the moment by bending or breaking their limited metal. Not when he was busy speeding along the manual lathe, anyway.
As funny as the concept was, Joe had the idea to hook something of a treadmill up to one, whatever security member needing cardio training powering it for the workshop and not needing to be so far away from possible events during their exercise. The motion would be transferred out via drive shafts and gears, turning the exercise into 'power' for useful rotational machines. Heralt was also a bit of a hard-ass when it came to his work, so whoever was on ‘mill duty’ would be about ready to metaphorically keel over and die by the time the male was satisfied.
It wasn’t something they would have seriously humoured if it wasn’t for the new temporary workers, the group picking up the slack in some much needed areas. Though Harrow could go help the smith, her job was mostly prototyping and getting new ideas into working order so that others could manufacture it. Usually with Joseph’s help—when he wasn’t busy making sure that everything was going well or correcting Jax’s more formal language lessons with her own casual speech.
The Human could speak Lilhun passably now, at least, but still preferred to use his own tongue most of the time. Something to do with wanting an edge in what conversations were happening. And Tel. Something about Tel.
The Blade’s name passing through her thoughts made her back hurt even more.
The grey-furred female had taken to teaching Harrow a lot of things, though none of it was the flashy or lethal information that the Head of Technology had been looking for when she had originally sought lessons. It was a lot of learning how to walk silently and slip in and out of populated areas without drawing attention to herself. She wanted to think she was doing a good job, but witnessing how effortlessly the Wraiths managed it had her pouting and complaining to Jax on more than one occasion. The ‘girls’ just seemed to disappear, even if you were watching them go.
“….Row. Harrow?”
She blinked at the strained voice, looking down at the heavy frame she had inadvertently rested on Joseph’s stomach, the male having rolled over to get a better angle at something. She gasped, tilting it more to alleviate the pressure and feeling the muscles in her back complain.
“Sorry,” she murmured apologetically, her ears flicking in embarrassment for losing herself in thought enough to become a hindrance. Joe extended an arm to raise a thumb, a weak cough robbing his ability to speak as his other paw rubbed at his chest, a slight wheeze escaping him while he caught his breath.
“All good. Need to get the weight down on this thing anyway,” he dismissed after a moment, his cursory checks of his work ending with a satisfied nod. He motioned for Harrow to lift it up enough for him to escape, the female doing as requested and the Human slipping downwards with a few stiff wiggles.
Free, the male let himself go limp on the ground, his heaving chest sending a pang of guilt through her mind as she realized that he likely spent more than two attempts trying to get her attention.
“You okay?”
An unconcerned wave of his claws was given in response, his paw firmly anchored to his stomach. “You can…. Phew. You can let it down.”
She obliged, gingerly letting the project fall back down above his head, a jolt as it rolled away from her slightly causing her to lose her balance. Joseph shot an arm out, pulling her back so that she didn’t land into it face first. Her haunches landed on his hips heavily as a result, a fresh grunt of discomfort given for the effort.
Her cheeks instantly burned, a scramble to her feet was covered by an extended paw to help the Grand Hunter to his own. She winced at the weight of hauling him up, the Human much denser than a Lilhun of a similar build. Only Jax was so heavy, and he had quite some height on the Human when standing fully erect.
Perceptive—or perhaps sympathetic to what she had spent the last hour doing—Joseph reached out and idly moulded her lower back with his claws, the dull tips of his digits sinking into her sore muscles in a way that made her purr with deep satisfaction as she melted into his touch more than she would openly admit.
“Feel good?” he asked with an amused interest, stopping after a moment to crack his knuckles.
She gave him a deadpanned stare, discontent that he had stopped. Jax had rubbed her back quite often, but he lacked the delicate touch to really get in the way Joe did, as well as the grip strength to back it up. Maybe she should ask?
Regardless, the male was raising his brow at the continued ruminations taking her away from their work, a slight hint of concern in his eyes.
“If I strip off, would you do more?” she prodded teasingly to cover her absent mind, her eyes going from sensual to shocked when he gripped her by the jaw, manipulating her head as his gaze scoured her face for something.
“When’s the last time you slept?”
“What do you mean?”
He tightened his hold on her, an annoyed expression marred by worry. “You’re not all there today. Plus, your tail had been flicking by your feet on and off for a while.”
He let her glance down. The traitorous appendage was doing as he said, a subdued expectation percolating in the orange fluff licking the ground around her legs as it waited for a tail that didn’t exist to seek it. She didn’t want to tell him that she could only drift off when she was with him since he had gotten hurt, Jax’s presence only soothing half of her unrest. She didn’t want to think about why, though there were other reasons too.
She wasn’t stupid, her inclusion was irritating Tel, the grey-furred female growing less and less concerned about the arrangement Joseph agreed to in the wake of whatever compulsion was driving the Blade to be in constant contact with her mate. Harrow had a sneaking suspicion that Tel had bonded, but didn’t have enough evidence to confidently say. It would explain the anxiety when Joe wasn’t around for a while, as well as the increasingly close relationship between her and Pan, but some things just didn’t line up right.
She pushed his paw aside lightly, turning her attention to the thing they had spent most of the last few suns working on rather than thoughts that didn’t matter. “I’ll get some rest later when Jax gets off duty. Is it done now?”
Joseph hummed his disapproval, but a slow blink and a shrug seemed enough for him to shelf the issue for the time being. “As done as it’s going to be. At least until we get some feedback.”
“So, do we show this to Bratik or Sorren first?” she asked with a curious tone, happy to switch topics.
“Both,” he answered tiredly, “I think they’re out back in the sun.”
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“A moving chair?” Bratik asked curiously from his seated position, Sorren allowing the mate to rest their head against his chest. “I would not have expected to see one in a place like this.”
“Custom order,” Joseph explained with a grin, patting the ‘wheelchair’ fondly. “It’s a heavy bastard, but the metal we had to use for a few parts is solid until we can get a roller underway for tubes.”
“Think that will be an issue?” Harrow added to the translation, the question directed to the able-bodied of the two.
Sorren lit up with a bright smile, gratitude written all over his face. “Not at all. Bratik will be able to travel wherever he would like with this, yes?”
Joseph scratched his chin, a pensive expression returned. “Yes and no. It’s too heavy to do anything by himself. Not with one arm, anyway. It won’t be a problem if someone helps him around, though.”
The ex-High Hunter returned a dry chuckle, a slightly resigned tone to his voice. “I suppose I will be of limited use.”
“Lots of use to be had yet, Bratik,” Joe insisted with a paw raised chest high to distance himself from the assertion. “If nothing else, Sorren will like the help around the chapel.”
“And we might get someone with more medical experience,” Harrow offered, pausing to think. “Who knows, we might get lucky and physiotherapy will take care of most of it. Could get use of your leg again, and the arm will heal naturally. Hopefully, back to normal.”
The mated males looked at each other, nodding with hopeful expressions. Sorren bowed his head towards the Human. “Regardless, your paws are what keeps my mate with me. Even this much is more than I could have ever asked for. You have my heartfelt thanks, Grand Hunter.”
“Oh, fuck off with the title,” the male grumbled, gesturing for Harrow to keep his whining to himself for the moment instead of translating it. “Let’s get him in the chair and you guys can go for a walk. Sound good?”
They accepted, Sorren and Joseph helping the ash-furred male into his new mode of transportation. A few tests proved that he wouldn’t be able to do much in it without assistance, but he might be able to go around the den where the floors were level. Even the Hall wasn’t expecting too much of him, which seemed to ease the self-pity that the injured male felt.
With a look of joy that Harrow doubted would have ever existed on the enfeebled male’s face ever again, the two took a small stroll around the farm plot, Bratik reaching out and lightly brushing his paw over the leaves as they passed by. Sorren's look of contentment stirred something within the female. Just seeing that Joseph was willing to spend so many sleepless moons for their den was one thing, but doing the same for all in his pack made her pause, her tail once again low and expectant.
She excused herself as the two recently-mobile Lilhuns did the same to show off the new accommodation to their friends, the orange-furred female heading out to check on how Heralt was doing with the new wire she had asked him to make. The thing Tel had her working on in secret was almost done and all the pieces were ready for assembly, but she needed the wire and some final touch-ups before she could present it to Joe.
Anything to distract her for now.
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Joseph waited for the response to the question, mostly out of curiosity than anything else. The largest of the Atmo carved her response for all to see, though the English was effectively useless for anyone but him at the moment.
[We do not judge other species,] Mama explained via tablet, a contemplative tilt of his head returned from Tel’s lap. Pan waited for Violet to translate it onto her own writing surface, their adoptive daughter trying her blade at acting as an intermediary while the group talked.
He smirked at the arrangement they assumed in the ‘hidden sanctum’ outside of his office, the high walls blocking all but the sky above them as gentle winds flowed through the enclosed space, Pan’s white fur almost glistening from whatever moisture was left from their bath.
Tel was leaning against the wall, seated on her ankles in the shade. Joseph had taken the opportunity to lie down, his waist in the sun while he enjoyed not having to squint and feeling her thighs on his neck. Mama was lowered across from him, Pan using her as a backrest with her legs splayed out. Violet was bouncing between the two every so often to claim as a pillow whenever she wasn’t walking over to Scarlet to play with the birds, the odd collection of avians having become a regular enough occurrence that they had started entering the office when the window was open to sit on his desk. It was surprising at first, but he had given in after the first few times and now kept some jerky in there to feed them if they behaved.
“I would have assumed you of many mates. Much like smaller insects,” Tel mused, not particularly concerned with the possible insult.
Mama chittered, wiping the wax on her tablet flat as Pan closed her eyes to enjoy the breeze. [I am sure some prefer it, but the majority of us choose a partner for life.]
Joseph read the answer, wracking his brain to remember how many species stuck to a single love for their entire lives. He knew there were a few, but the specific ones escaped him. It had been quite a while since he poured over the required reading Rob had him digest before the cruise, and even then his recollection was spotty at best.
Violet translated the answer, Tel offering a correction in the grammar that he didn’t catch—if only because the script still gave him a migraine. Deciding that she was bored with practising her writing, the young Queen laid her tablet down and wandered to the edge of their area to bother Scarlet. A raven landed on her base, making for a very still Atmo as she peered over her shoulder, a slight vibration telling of her excitement.
Pan giggled, a slit of amber visible beneath her eyelid as she looked to see whatever had him so amused. Tel ran her claws through his scalp, the female being the most at ease he had seen her in a while. He offered a smile, receiving a light peck for his troubles, as well as Pan looking perfectly content with everything about the situation. Joseph looked at both of them before shifting his gaze to Violet, his relaxation becoming a hesitant frown.
“Wait, Violet uses us as a guide.” He looked at Mama with a raised brow and a defeated grin. “Am I going to need to fight off two Atmo when she grows up?”
“Overprotective?” Tel teased, poking his cheek. He frowned, her melodic laughter lightening his soul as Pan joined in. He batted the paw away, unable to keep the smile away any longer.
“She can almost kick my ass as it is. Think I’d do okay versus two of them?”
“She has been taught by yourself,” Pan said, offering him a lifeline.
“And she will surpass him when she removes her protective gear,” Tel countered, taking great joy in making sure he didn’t have a way to save his ego. Mama chittered her amusement, opting to rest her blades in front of Pan, the white-furred female laying a paw to them to stroke softly.
“Hard to be ‘top dog’ when I’m competing against living weapons,” he quipped warmly, a thought crossing his mind. “Speaking of; Scarlet?”
“Yes, sir?” she responded, taking his tone as permission to continue playing with the birds.
“How’s Faye doing with the wolves?”
The Wraith held her arm out, a raven having landed on it and was patiently waiting for a morsel of food. “She insists they will be suitable for broader interaction soon. Idee was asked to make harnesses for them, as per your description.”
Idee, there was a surprise. The Grand Huntress giving up her position and fleeing across the land to join a pack with rumours surrounding it was a questionable move, but he had to admit, she could leave whenever she wanted under the premise of being a temporary worker. It wasn’t like he could stop her—the contract with Trill protected her—not that he would want to anyway. She had quickly become a close friend of his bonded girlfriend and the two spent much of their time chatting while they set about tailoring whatever was needed or crossed their mind.
With her inclusion to Pan’s workload, things around the base had sped up wherever leather or textiles were involved. There were even a few new summer-appropriate dresses spreading amongst the females, though they were sparse in number and were reserved for personal time. The males seemed to prefer vests or going topless as the heat increased, Jax taking to the latter more recently.
However the fashion trend started, Joseph found himself in a sea of people who looked far less ‘survivalist’ whenever the pack was winding down. Add in the new chess boards they had managed to roll out and the barracks occasionally held fifteen to twenty people playing games and laughing. With smaller activities in the mix—horseshoes, sparring, communal feasts after a larger hunt—people enjoying themselves had begun making the place feel welcoming.
Pan nodded towards Scarlet, watching everything with a lazily sweeping gaze. “With the forward lodge in use, our leathers have increased in production. There should be no restrictions, as far as materials are concerned, for the foreseeable future.”
“Mi’low happy to be the fuck away from me?” he asked with a sly grin. The actress was one of the first people to ask to go on the extended hunting trips, if only to get away from Toril. Maybe himself too, but he wasn’t too worried about that.
Once Toril met the first of the previous Grand Hunters to end up under Joseph, he had spent a lot of time asking her about the Human due to their extended relationship. Though it seemed to be a purely clinical set of questions, Mi’low quickly lost her temper with the inquisitive male and jumped at the chance to be free of him for a few nights. With Joseph and Pan around to supervise the rest of her pack, as well as any Heads that they were regularly employed by, there wasn’t any concern about them falling out of order. Not that the Human suspected they would—everyone was pretty well acclimated to the pack and how things worked now. Save for the sparse new Lilhuns who were too nervous to act up.
As amusing as it was to have the newest members of the pack that trickled in through smaller caravans here and there bowing to him in respectful fear—most of the traders having adjusted their routes through territories to accommodate the growing pack—he really just wanted to bang his head on a wall after a few weeks of it. That was what he got for wearing what had been affectionately dubbed Wraith armour by the girls, their similar garb when ‘on duty’ designed to be as visually disturbing as possible to the animal-like race. The new trench coat sported thicker plates and some more macabre framing built in, making it far more imposing than the previous model that had been effectively ruined by a sword. Once Atrox and Mama insisted on it, anyway.
It was very much armour now, the weight of the garment increasing threefold in response to the scar he had on his back. There was a lighter coat made for when he wasn’t going to be running into combat or scaring the shit out of the visitors, but it was getting warm enough that even that seemed overkill. Enough so that he was debating joining Jax in taking off his shirt and maybe asking if Pan could do shorts for him.
“We’re happy to be free of her,” Tel deadpanned, her distaste for the female presenting as quiet venom. Joseph reached up to tap her snout with a finger, the scrunched face and flattened ears making him chuckle.
“Be nice. She’s welcome to her opinion as long as it doesn’t cause issues.”
The grey-furred female leaned lower to pout at him, her subtle dark stripes highlighting her lithe form. “You are my Sheath and her Grand Hunter. The only grievances levied against you should be that you do not bed her.”
He rolled his eyes, Pan’s chuckling ruining any minor annoyance he might have had regarding the almost reverential opinion Tel held of him at times. When she wasn’t scolding him for doing something stupid, anyway.
“Want me to?” he asked sarcastically, a nonplussed expression showing how appealing he found the prospect.
“Want me to bed you?” she challenged, preemptive victory in her voice. He opened his mouth to argue, closing it when she extended a claw in playful threat.
“Pan, Tel’s bullying me.”
The white-furred female freed herself from Mama, the Atmo watching Violet try to mimic Scarlet by holding her joint out for a raven to land on and failing so far. Pan stood over them, her normally short frame towering. She placed a fist to her lips for a moment before unceremoniously nudging him onto one of Tel’s thighs while she lid down to occupied the other, a paw grabbing for his hand as she closed her eyes to get comfortable.
“I am not furniture,” Tel complained with a laugh, Pan disregarding her with her own.
“You must bully us both now,” she declared, a wide yawn betraying the sleepiness the heat of the sun imparted on her. Tel grumbled, but copied the stroking of Joseph’s scalp on Pan, the latter dozing within seconds. The Grand Hunter glanced up to the grey-furred female, the warm smile of contentment complimenting her own drooping eyelids, her having gained some comfort having the two of them within her touch. He found the whole arrangement soothing, enough so that he was likely fighting Tel for who fell asleep next.
Whoever it was, Mama’s quiet chittering was what he drifted off to, Violet’s hushed excitement likely telling of her success in having a bird use her as a perch.
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“Think it’ll work?” he asked the seated white-furred male, Toril pondering his request with his persistent smile. Tersa was busy crushing some more of the purple crystal that worked as a painkiller for the pack, a mining expedition having returned with some. The two were in the process of trying to break down as many things as they could so the chemist could run tests, though he was limited in materials for now.
The small building they had erected to act as a lab was built with expansion in mind, so it wasn’t as thoroughly insulated as the other constructions. Luckily, the heat meant that it wasn’t such a concern for now. It wasn’t overly furnished, a few tables and benches to act as work surfaces and storage, but the ex-Grand Hunter was more than happy to do his job with the stone and metal tools, ironwood substituting where better variants had yet to be produced. Some containers lined a table against the wall, consisting of mostly compounds he had managed to make so far. Something that was looking to be a mild acid that Pan used for her leather processing, but concentrated enough for other uses, was stored in an iron-lined container, though Joseph couldn’t wager how necessary the precaution was. He wasn’t about to tell the guy whose job it was to deal with the stuff what to do.
Toril’s eyes wandered over to Kaslin, the Wraith dutifully sorting some new materials into piles based on some obscure metric. Though the bronze-furred female seemed reticent and professional, Joseph knew for a fact that she was tied with Tel for her sadistic streak once the shackles of her disguise loosened. The iron-tipped whip she wore as a sash around her hips was tied off in a large bow behind her back, looking like little more than a fashion accessory at the moment. A twitch of her paw and she had an excess of twenty feet of supersonic lethality at her fingertips. Claw tips. Claws.
The whip was fucking scary.
Though the servile female had been assigned as their primary supervision since the two joined, neither seemed to suspect that ‘Klohe’ was the one carrying out a lot of their more mundane tasks while Toril taught Tersa the smaller nuances of chemistry. Though they may have expected some hyper-specialized Blade to be watching them through a scope or something, the fact that the biggest threat in the room was currently placing several strips of healroot in some sort of solution while passively listening to the conversation was amusing to the Human.
“I believe it would, though I ask that I not be involved in its creation,” the chemist answered after considering it, his wandering gaze settling on Tersa looking proud over her pestle and mortar. It was small moments like that where Joseph could see the smile reach the male’s eyes, instead of seeming like an odd resting position for his face.
“Hey, works for me. I’m just glad you haven’t kicked me out for asking your opinion.”
Toril chuckled, waving a paw dismissively. “I doubt you will use your devices for more than defending your pack, Grand Hunter.”
He sighed, glancing at Pan as she tried to subdue her giggling at his frustrations. “I doubt a spice bomb would bring down a settlement.” He paused, his brow furrowed. “Maybe if we add a chamber for alcohol and set up an ignition? Fire bomb?”
The white-furred male simply smiled, content to leave the idea where it was. Joseph nodded, raising a palm up in apology.
“Sorry, didn’t mean to probe for your thoughts on it.”
“Worry not,” the male assured. “Your mind is much like the orange-furred female and my own. We tend to become absorbed by our musings. I do not take offence.”
“Good,” he replied with a relieved breath. “Anything you need before I head off?”
Toril’s eyes lost focus for a moment before coming back to the conversation with a blink. “Besides glassware, and perhaps some samples from yourself, there is little we would benefit from at the moment. Much of our work is determining the properties of the materials we have.”
“Samples?” both him and Pan asked at once, neither expecting such a request. Tersa raised a brow from her work, having caught the slight slip. Joseph kept his confused expression, hoping that the Blade assumed he picked up a word here and there rather than the fact that his girlfriend’s translation was largely unneeded by now.
“Oh yes. Blood, urine, sweat, saliva,” Toril listed off, his excitement growing. “You are an alien, Grand Hunter, there is much potential within your body. Compounds that perhaps may be uniquely produced or interactions to chemicals that our forms do not have.”
He opened his mouth, fluttering it closed as he tried to formulate a response. He clamped it shut, drawing his lips thin. “I…. guess? You’re the expert. Though, I thought you didn’t deal with biochemistry?”
The chemist laughed lightly. “All chemistry is fascinating, Grand Hunter. I am merely more versed in some than others.”
Joseph waited for more, but it seemed that is all he was going to get in response. “I don’t want to whip it out to piss here, but I can do blood and saliva now, if you want.”
The male lit up, beckoning Tersa and fetching a pair of processed cups. Gesturing for his arm, Toril gently examined it, finding the veins easily and dipping his claw in alcohol to sterilize it before making a surprisingly clean cut, letting steady drip of the crimson fluid fill a portion of the container while the Blade held the other towards his mouth.
He eyed the female cautiously, but she seemed fairly unperturbed by the odd requirement, so he gathered as much saliva as he could and poured it into the cup, repeating it twice more when she kept the cup there.
Satisfied with their collections, Tersa placed the spit aside with some other containers, sealing the top with a leaf while Toril happily waited for the Human’s natural clotting factor to stymie the bleeding. He released Joseph’s arm, the Grand Hunter glancing around for healroot to bandage the new cut fruitlessly.
“May I?” Pan offered, a claw pointing to his wrist. Not seeing the harm in it, and figuring that it would work just as well for the purpose, he extended his arm. Her warm and textured tongue grazed over the wound a few times, the female nodding to herself when she was satisfied that it was working as she wished.
Toril watched the interaction with a speculative flame in his eye, more and more interest garnered in the sealed injury. “Curious.”
“What is?” Joseph asked, wiping the saliva off his skin gingerly with his shirt.
“That worked almost instantly,” the chemist commented, his smile faltering as his mind churned. “Have you previous experience with the interaction?”
He nodded hesitantly. “Yeah, Harrow licked the cut on my back when I brought Bratik back. Stopped the bleeding pretty much on the spot, but healroot was needed to seal it and whatnot. Didn’t get infected, at least.”
The white-furred male hummed to himself, spinning on his chair and reaching for a few containers. Sensing that the Human had stopped existing for the guy, Joseph bid farewell to Tersa and Kaslin, receiving a disinterested wave and a bow in return. Gesturing for Pan to lead the way, they left the lab, coming out across from the Hall. A Lilhun from security greeted them with a hurried pace.
“Grand Hunter, Huntress Pan. I pray the sun has treated you well,” the guard opened, their chest heaving slightly from the jog.
“You as well,” Pan returned politely, her head tilting in response to the sudden approach, “What may we be of assistance in?”
“There is another caravan.”
Her brow furrowed. “Yes, we have them come fairly regularly now. Is there something in particular about it?”
The security member seemed conflicted, glancing at Joseph. “They are transporting Atmo.”
“Atmo?” Joseph prodded, his eyes narrowing at the phrasing. “As in; ‘Atmo are a part of the group?’”
The guard blinked, surprised to hear passable Lilhun from the Human. Joseph didn’t care about the slip. Something about how it was said had his instincts flickering flames internally.
“N-no, they…. They are transporting them on carriages.”
His eye twitched. “Details. Now.”
The Lilhun shrunk, unaccustomed to the Grand Hunter being anything but relaxed or mildly annoyed. Pan wrapped her tail around his hand, grounding him from losing his temper. He took a breath to even himself out.
“Sorry. What do you mean? Are they being treated like animals?”
A nod was returned after a moment, the flicker of anger growing into a solid base of embers but a light breeze away from igniting. He heard a low growl behind him, Pan likewise disturbed by the news.
“Escort them in,” he decided, a steeled expression dominating his face. “If we’re lucky, they’re just here to ‘trade’ for them and we can get them the fuck out of my territory. If we’re really lucky, they can help bring more, costs be damned.”
“If we are not so lucky?” the guard asked after a few seconds, their paw clutching for a sword the pack had traded for while Heralt was busy with other projects. Joseph waved them off.
“Then we deal with it as needed.”
The security member nodded, jogging back towards the gate at a slightly faster pace than they had arrived. Pan settled a bit, her loosening tail letting blood flow back into his fingers.
“Will you require your Wraith armour?”
He shook his head. “Not this time.” A sharp whistle drew two Wraiths from the shadows, Scarlet currently watching over Violet as the Queen worked with Rose and Cobalt to clean the den under Volta’s guidance. The deep gold-furred and brown-furred servants assumed their subdued posture in front of him, their heads lowered and eyes closed.
“You called, sir?”
“Faye, Raine. There is a caravan coming with Atmo being treated like trade goods. I want both of you ready to act on my signal if it’s needed.”
The two females exchanged a glance at his tone, a subtle sniff of the air told them of his simmering displeasure. With a pair of lurid smiles, they bowed, slipping away without a sound. He turned back to Pan, his girlfriend eyeing him with an intensity he suspected he was returning.
“Where’s Tel?”
“She should be preparing for her lessons with her protege.”
He cursed, looking back towards the gate to see the first hint of the caravan, his eyes widening as he saw the carts.
Ten Atmo, several close to Violet in size, all confined within a large cage on wheels. The adults were crowding around the children, their carapaces gashed and cut.
A black-furred paw encapsulated his shoulder, stopping him from marching over and breaking everyone that allowed the treatment to happen to the insects.
“Calm, Grand Hunter,” came the low baritone voice of Jax, Joseph shooting a venomous glare back. “You are scaring your pack.”
He glanced around, several passing members having tried their best to meld into walls when the surfaces stopped their panicked egress, the more senior Lilhuns clutching for their weapons and looking to him for permission to act on his rage. They seemed just as incensed to see people like the Atmo they had been working with treated so poorly. The solidarity eased him back a few levels.
Sensing the loaded coil of wrath being loosened slightly, Jax released him. “It would be wise to ascertain if there are more within their territory before we begin a war, Joseph. We may be of enough might to subdue these visitors, but we are ill equipped to fight the treaty.”
He spit, the only outlet for his vitriol being the simple action, but it spoke all the words he needed to. The pack moved their paws from their weapons, but the damage was done. The air throughout the settlement grew thick with enmity.
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“Two hundred of those snares, thirty bows, and a cart of meat,” the male offered calmly, the tension palpable.
Though they allowed two guards to enter with the trader—mostly in response to the aura permeating throughout the settlement—Joseph had played his interactions in a fairly levelheaded manner, though Jax was unable to scent if the Grand Hunter was presenting as such. Given by the subtle twitches of the guards, it was likely that they suspected he would attack at any moment.
It meant that the Human had reigned in his anger quite a bit. Neither were retreating or showing open hostility.
“For ten of those weapons and a few servants?” Joseph responded incredulously, his distaste evident for the descriptor of the Atmo. Pan didn’t carry the same tone, but her claws resting on the deployment mechanism of her bracers told of her opinion. “No. One hundred and twenty. We can supply the payment within the hour and you can be on your way.”
“They are very well trained,” the trader countered with a raised paw. “Simply threaten the smaller ones and the largest will follow your commands.”
A crack from the desk pierced the room, Joseph’s grip on a shelf snapping it. A shiver ran up Jax spine at his tone, the facade of translation fading to cold Lilhun.
“One hundred snares. Twenty bows. A cart of meat,” he listed tersely, each word clipped with growled purpose. Somehow, the clumsy pronunciation faded with his increasingly calm demeanour. It didn’t make the black-furred male any more relaxed, because each syllable carried a judgment weighing heavily on it. “Then you leave here enriched, and I get the insects and servants. This is not a haggle. This is a peace offering. Bring any other weapon you have when you make your next trip, and we will open regular trade relations. We might even offer you better terms than reasonable for the trouble.”
The two guards pulled their swords slightly, an eye kept on the uncovered Human. The merchant raised a paw to stop them with far more confidence than he should still have.
“You speak our language, yet do not know of the might Grand Hunter Pernel has at his disposal? What of Grand Hunter Trill? Do you wish to test the treaty?”
Joseph leaned forward in his chair, his claws interlaced on the desk. “I don’t care. He doesn’t want the insects. You can ferry them wherever you want, but you won’t be able to feed them long enough for them to survive the trip. They’re quite the drain in those numbers, right? Your supplies dwindled far faster than you thought, even when you starved them. What use is dead goods?”
The male narrowed his eyes. “We would trade for their limbs elsewhere, if so.”
“And get next to nothing for it,” he countered quickly. “You make the deal now, and you have weapons, hunting supplies, and enough food to trade down the line, if not just to eat yourselves.” He pointed a claw at the trader. “Deny me, and you lose out on a very profitable client.”
“And our lives,” the male commented, parsing the hidden threat. Joseph stared, not bothering to confirm or deny. The Lilhun mused the offer before nodding sharply. “So it will be. One hundred snares, twenty bows, a cart of meat. In return, you will receive the weapons and servants, as well as priority when we trade the last batch. I pray for a fruitful arrangement, Grand Hunter, lest the treaty be invoked.”
Jax almost expected the Grand Hunter to offer to ‘shake hands’, but the Human simply returned the nod and waved him off, Faye escorting the group outside as Raine remained.
“Raine, coordinate a few people to gather what they need. Order from the Grand Hunter. I want them packed up and gone before nightfall.”
The Wraith bowed, leaving with the door clacking closed behind her. Jax blinked.
“You are commanding the pack directly? Are you well?”
A loud crash jolted him from his stupor, Joseph’s fist passing through the table startling him, tablets of reports clattering to the ground.
“Kids, Jax,” the male said, agony burning in his whispered words. “They were threatening the fucking kids to get the adults to listen. ‘Am I well?’ Fuck no, I’m not okay. I want to break every cock-sucking bone in their fucking bodies and dump the fucking mess on Pernel’s doorstep before burning the fucker alive.”
Joseph paused, his snarl and Lilhun-infused growl abating, a tearful remorse taking its place. “Come on. There’s Atmo who need treatment and people I need to get off my fucking lawn.”
The door to the office opened abruptly, Harrow peeking in. A short sniff and her ears pinned back, a hesitant fear stealing her faculties from her as she hid behind the wall.
“H-hey…. Um…. Joe?”
The Grand Hunter noticed the effect he was having, glancing at Pan, the white-furred female oddly subdued, though there was a sharp edge to her eyes. He looked back to the orange-furred female.
“What?” he snapped, stopping to rub his paws over his face roughly for a moment, a growl into his palms levelling his tone. “Sorry, just got worked up. It’s nothing about you. What do you need?”
“There’s…. There’s a pending communication on the terminal. It’s marked ‘urgent.’ I didn’t want to accept it without you.”
Jax walked over to the torn male to pat his back. “Go sate your curiosity, Grand Hunter. Your presence would only incite the pack as it is. We will see to it that they leave swiftly.”
The Human glared at him for a while, exhaling through his nose before nodding. “Okay. Keep an eye out. I doubt the girls will ask questions if you give them the ‘go-ahead’ when shit goes down.”
“We will act with impunity,” Jax growled, forgetting himself long enough to dig his claws in the male. He was keeping himself detached, but the possibility of such a fate befalling the den-kit had scorched his own self control as well. If they so much as bore steel against Violet, he doubted he would be the first to draw blood in the pack. With or without Joseph’s command.
Accepting the answer, and presumably calming down enough to think it through, the Grand Hunter left the room, pausing at the door to look back. “Jax?”
“Yes, Grand Hunter?”
The Human remained silent for a long while, a twitch of his lip betraying the snarl barely concealed as Pan walked quietly past him to oversee the exchange outside.
“One fucking move towards the Atmo,” he warned, though the words were not met for Jax. “I want them buried. No questions. No regrets.”
Jax knew that not one iota of the male was hidden behind those words. It was a sincere order. The black-furred male bowed for the first time in a long time.
“It will be done, Grand Hunter, as you command.”
Next
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2023.05.21 16:15 CasualLattice25 chance me for georgetown (my dream school!)

I want an honest opinion- I’m finishing my sophomore year right now and want to see if I can improve or if I can calm down a little bit and focus on one or two things. Georgetown has been my dream school for a while and is the best for the field I want to go into!
Sophomore
Demographics: Filipino Native American Female, Second Gen, Low Income Public School w not a lot of opportunities, Middle Class Household Income
Academics: 4.0 UW/4.9 W , 5 APs, AP Psych 4, AP Human Geo 4 (self study), AP Stats, AP World, AP CSP TBD, in the IB Diploma Program and planning to take 14 more IB classes over my next two years. 1410 on the SAT first try but I am working on improving my score this summer and taking the ACT. Taking a college course in International Diplomacy through American Uni this summer and hopefully a Digital Marketing course so I can get my certification.
Major: I want to apply to Walsh SFS and double major in International Politics and Science, Tech, and International Affairs w a minor in Tech, Ethics and Society and maybe a cert in Digital Marketing. My dream job is to be a social media world issues advisor to the UN/Dep of State bc of new issues arising through Facebook, TikTok, etc or a diplomat working for the UN or Dep of State to the Philippines.
Awards: 2x Diplomat Award at Northwestern MUN Conference Verbal Commendation at WashU MUN Best Delegate, 2x Outstanding Delegate, Honorable Mention at online MUN conferences 2x All State Tennis 1st in Conference 3 Singles for Tennis 1st in Sectionals for Doubles Winner of local International Affairs Essay Contest where I got 200$ where I wrote ab the role of social media in global society and how it negatively effects democracy 2nd for DI Speech at Regionals 4th for Prose Speech at Regionals
ECs:
Founder and President of MUN club at my school freshman year w 30+ members - fundraised >15k so that everyone can go to 3 conference for no cost (my school is low income so wanted to get rid of lack of access + my school wouldn’t fund a start up club) Made the club do multiple fundraisers per year for different UN agencies, we recently did one for UNHCR for Sudan refugees
Managed and hosted a city wide MUN Middle School conference since 8th grade that brings students who wouldn’t normally get to experience MUN from schools around my district and features multiple speakers on UN SDGs
Put together a middle school outreach team to teach students at disadvantaged schools in the area ab MUN and the UN SDGs
Social Media Intern at my local World Affairs Council
Social Media Communications Head Officer at my INTERACT Rotary Club w 100+ members (managed our instagram so ppl have easier access to volunteer opportunities in the community)
Varsity Tennis 3, qualified and All State for both years, won Sectionals which is pretty cool and run my team’s Insta and TikTok
Varsity Speech, competed on regionals and sectional teams, and probably Captain next year
Was part of a representative group of students in my school that talked with City Council members and helped create laws from a youth perspective
Founder and President of Mental Health Awareness Club at my school that fundraised for local Mental Health orgs and set up a school crisis line, passed down the club to someone else this year though
Student Council Senator, Class President, and then next year Secretary. Planned prom, etc. I was campaign manager for both Student Council Presidents two years in a row (ran social media for them)
Greater than 300,000 views on my online creative writing blog and over 1.5k followers through TikTok promoting.
Social Media Intern for local Hispanic Chamber of Commerce
Writer on my school’s newspaper
Summer (and Interest shown):
Did MUN Best Delegate summer camp residential at Georgetown (which was literally the best experience of my life)
NSLC this year at Georgetown to Columbia
Hope to do:
I’m a sophomore that doesn’t turn 16 till next year so I’m probably going to page for a diplomat once I am of age that my family knows
I am a candidate for Girls State
Senate Page Program Junior summer
YYGS (funny bc some of the members of the club that I founded got in but I’m not old enough to apply)
Still working on a nonforprofit for MUN that’s in the works that helps gets rid of digital divide
Publish research on social media usage in third world countries
Found a AAPI chapter at my school bc we have like 0 rep lol
Final notes:
We cannot compete in debate at my school bc not enough funding for a coach
We cannot compete in nationals for speech bc lack of funding
I live in a farm town yall we have nothing here. I founded the first MUN club in a 100 mile radius
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2023.05.20 23:28 maryynyx Chance an international student for T20s!

okay let’s get this started💪🏻💪🏻
Demographics: female, arab/Middle Eastern, international, second gen, family income 60k dollars so im requesting aid.
Intended major: neuroscience (or, if offered, criminology).
Academics:
-Enrolled in a competitive public school for distinguished students (#2 public school in the country).
-My high school average is 98.6%, which (I think) equates to 4.00 uw.
-No advanced classes offered at school.
Tests:
-#2 in a National IQ test (required when skipping a grade).
-Duolingo English test score is a 150/160, no IELTS yet.
-No SAT yet (I’m thinking of going test-optional, opinions?)
-ESOL flyers, KET, PET all perfect scores.
Awards/Certificates:
-Awarded a certificate for earning 1st place in World Affairs Challenge (WACVE) & 3rd place in the championship. The theme was Sustainable Development Goals.
-Leader of the winning team in the national general knowledge challenge held by the Ministry of youth and sports.
-Awarded a bronze medal for my proposed project in INPO (national project olympiad).
-Awarded silver medals in OWLYPIA & teeneagle english language competitions.
-Awarded certificates for having placed in the top 5% in math competitions like AMC and Kangaroo.
-Received certificates of excellence & achievement from my school (for being an honor student, participating in science fairs, etc..).
Extracurriculars:
-Founder of the school charity events organiser team (which hasn’t ever been done in the school’s history).
-Founded a non-profit volunteer team for youth w/ 40+ volunteers, 15k people reached, and 2k dollars generated. This is also one of the few organisations providing volunteer opportunities for teenagers in the country.
-Event co-planner in another non-profit organisation for youth, by youth.
-Got accepted into a highly competitive exchange program in the USA, the theme of which was community resilience and peace building. During my time in the us, I attended numerous workshops by World Learning, interfaith paths to peace, and the YMCA. I also volunteered at The Table and ACC.
-Participated in a virtual exchange program (Culturous).
-TEDx volunteer.
-STEM researcher in virtual organisations, and the recipient of certificates for my participation in STEM focused courses by UNICEF, Harvard, etc.
-Facilitator for 4 different virtual programs, and a guest speaker in 2 of them.
-Member in Young Scientists Team (bio and maths departments).
-Hosted virtual seminars on science-related subjects.
-Founder of a (small) program for teenagers interested in pursuing medicine by providing different educational opportunities, as well as a global network (+ social media accounts) for aspiring doctors.
I have to mention that i believe I‘ve come up with a unique & interesting essay topic. For my rec letters, I have chosen teachers who are able to shed light on my personality both inside and outside the class.
and finally, here are the schools I’m considering: Stanford
Harvard
Columbia
Northwestern
UPenn
Brown
Duke
U of Chicago
Yale
Johns Hopkins
Amherst
Bowdoin
UNC at Chapel Hill
University of Rochester
McGill
Oxford
Cambridge
University College London
Imperial College London
What do you guys think, do I have a chance? What are the schools I’m most likely to get into? If you have any tips or suggestions for me, you’re more than welcome to drop ‘em! Thank you for your time :)
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2023.05.20 08:52 OmkarKhaire Pc with a Budget around 85K

What will you be doing with this PC? - Casual Gaming
What is your maximum budget? Around 85K
When do you plan on building/buying the PC? In the coming 2 months
What, exactly, do you need included in the budget? Tower
Which state/city will you be purchasing the parts in? Mumbai. Will try to get Quotations from Lamington Road based on the parts
If reusing any parts (including monitor(s)/keyboard/mouse/etc), what parts will you be reusing? Have a HP Gaming G360 Mouse
Will you be overclocking? No
Are there any specific features or items you want/need in the build? Need to support stable 1440p High Setting without any issues as currently gaming on an Laptop with low settings.
Do you have any specific case preferences? - No
Do you need a copy of Windows included in the budget? - No
Extra info or particulars: Have a quotation from a store in Lamington. Need to know if any changes are required. The store has also Quoted AMD RX6600XT 8GB for ₹ 24000.
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**Memory** [Corsair CMK16GX4M1E3200C16 Desktop Ram Vengeance Lpx Series 16GB (16GBx1) DDR4 3200MHz](https://pcpricetracker.in/products/0b29d40ea63edc7650da5c3e292eaf27) PrimeABGB 3192
**Additional Memory**
**Hard drive**
**SSD drive** [GIGABYTE 1TB M.2 NVMe](https://pcpricetracker.in/products/48563d373961be2171d19e8685b168b3) The ITDepot 5380
**Monitor** [Gigabyte G24F - 24 Inch Gaming Monitor (Adaptive Sync, 1ms Response Time, 165Hz Refresh Rate, Frameless, Flicker Free, FHD, IPS Panel, HDMI, Displayport)](https://pcpricetracker.in/products/484a27268340dfe16d9b15460e1af5c9) PrimeABGB 13000
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