My singing monsters breeding guide

In the depths of darkness, where shadows reside, My mind unfolds, where secrets hide. Within these thoughts, a sorrowful lament, A glimpse into my wounds that time hasn't spent.
A shattered mirror reflects my fractured soul, Where echoes my darkeness to take its toll. In the depths my memory, my scars tightly bound, Whispers my anguish, these haunted darkness it's awful sound.
Each word a testament to a past unkind, My innocence was stolen, leaving scars behind. This haunted silhouette in the depths of despair, Bearing the weight of burdens too heavy to bear.
A broken heart, entwined with threads of grief, I seek solace, a fragile, fragile relief. This darkness still lingers, an unwelcome guest, Clawing at my spirit, refusing to rest.
My tears that fall, like rain on barren ground, These Invisible wounds, my silent screams resound. My soul's battle cry, heard by none but the night, My constant struggle, in a perpetual fight.
But amidst the darkness, a flicker remains, Maybe I have a resilient spirit that endures and sustains. Is that a spark of hope, like a distant star's light, She Guides this wounded soul through the darkest night.
Let this bear witness to my deepest pain, To the trials endured, to the all these scars that remain. May this be a reminder that maybe healing can begin? That strength lies within? Just maybe, its waiting to be let in?
Outside the depths of my darkness, there's a glimmer of grace, She's my path to healing, a gentle embrace. She May be my solace, a balm for the soul, She may be a testament to a resilience, making the broken whole.
On the journey of healing, may I find release, From the shackles of this painful darkness, may my spirit find peace. May my darkness fade, as the dawn's light breaks, A new chapter unfolds, as my heart awakes.
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[First post]
Dante:
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I was watching him through some hidden cameras in his room, he didn’t sleep much, obviously. He is now looking out the window, observing the deep space. He has some things on his ears. Earbuds I think that’s what they’re called. He was exhaling smoke from his lungs while holding something in his right hand. It clicked in my brain what it was, humans call it cigarettes. I know it's bad for their health but it also calms them down. This made me a little sad and anxious. I’m tasked with keeping him safe, yet, there he is, voluntarily hurting his own body. In a somewhat fit of rage and fear I left my office and stormed towards his room. I stare at him, his earbuds were still on, he probably didn’t hear me come in as he’s most likely listening to something. I went towards him and snatched his cigarette and earbuds as I shouted at him.
“What are you doing, Dante?!” My voice filled with anger and care at the same time. I want him safe, not hurting himself.
“What are you doing? Give that back!” He tried to reach for the cigarette but I threw it on the ground and stepped on it.
“You are killing yourself, Dante!” I pointed my finger at him as I shouted. I don’t want to be aggressive towards him but I also care for his health, I can’t sit and watch him kill himself.
“And who are you to tell me what I can and can’t do Kaska?!” His face is filled with rage. It’s clear he is going through a rough time.
“Dante, please…” I took a deep breath. “Stop this, I want you safe, not dying…” I spoke a little quieter.
“That calms me down. Kaska, please, leave me alone… I need time.” For the first time, I saw true pain in a human’s eyes, right there, face to face. His mind might be filled with anger, with a desire for revenge but he's still a human… I want him to be happy but I understand this might be difficult right now. I took a deep breath and returned him his earbuds. “Fine. But we will have a discussion about this, Dante. Please, I want you well, not dying…” My voice sounded hurt, I truly care for him, seeing him hurting himself like this is hurting me more than anything.
I saw him sitting on the floor, observing the vast emptiness of the galaxy as he took another cigarette from his pack. His eyes remained hurt as he lit up the cigarette and watched the stars outside.
He took a drag from the cigarette and turned his eyes towards me. “Why do you do this, Kaska? Why are you helping me? Why is this United Galactic Alliance helping us?”
I sat beside him as he smoked, leaning my back against the wall. “Dante, you humans were always something fascinating to me. You live around a hundred years yet, you achieve so much in such little time. In a century, you went from riding on horses to being able to travel to the moon. Your species has such potential, it's amazing. No other species ever did that. I think it’s because we all live longer lives than humans. My species, for example, we live for around 600 years. We don’t have the same necessity that humans have to achieve great things right here, right now.”
I saw his eyes widen as he smoked and listened to me. “600 years!?” he said, clearly shocked.
“Yes, humans are actually the species with the shortest life span when compared with other intelligent life forms. Some admire humanity for having such greatness, others fear it.”
I took a deep breath before continuing my speech. “There’s a great debate in the United Galactic Alliance council going on right now. Some are scared of what humans can do. They want to… let you fend for yourselves.” A deep pain entered my heart once I said that. How could the UGA allow that to happen? They have a right to live just like us. We shouldn’t fear them but help them grow as a greater and kinder species.
“Fear us?” he replied as he let out the smoke from his lungs. “Why do they fear us? We have no desire to hurt anyone besides the Yaktar. They were the ones that took everything from us! They were the ones that killed our brothers! Our sisters! Our fathers, mothers, grandfathers! They took everything from us! What does the UGA expect us to do?! Sit and accept that?!” A great anger was built in his voice, I could see it in his eyes, a flame for revenge, hatred, a desire to kill. It sent shivers down my spine once more. I want to help humans, but, how far will they go? What if they turn that anger towards us?
He got up, I could only see anger in his eyes as he paced around the room, smoking his cigarette. “How dare they?! They expect us to do what?! Sit and watch?! Allow other species to die?! How can they say they wish to protect the galaxy and allow such monsters like the Yaktars to do as they please?!” His anger scared me a little bit. I knew humans could be angry and have a strong desire for revenge and justice, but this, this is something else. Fury, perhaps? No, something more that I can’t quite put my finger on.
“L-like I said, Dante. It’s just talks, nothing is decided yet. I swear, most species want to help humanity.” I’ll admit that I let my fear out as I spoke, he was really scaring me, such desire for anger and revenge was unheard of. Only the Yaktars had this rage for death. But, maybe, that’s what the UGA needs? A monster. A monster worse than the Yaktars themselves.
While this conversation was going on, another conversation was also taking place, in the planet called ‘Galactic Union’. This planet was the hub of the United Galactic Alliance, used only for diplomacy related reasons. It was filled with embassies the size of cities. There were hundreds of them, maybe 3 to 4 hundred of them, spread along the planet. In the central continent there was a big circular building, inside of it, a great debate was going on.
“You know their history, senator! Humans are unpredictable! Who knows what they’ll do if they get their hands on FTL equipment or any other equipment for that matter!” A voice shouted from one of the seats, a creature with six tentacles spoke, it had blue skin and 12 completely black eyes.
“That’s right, ambassador, but!” A voice shouted, seated close by. He had a glowing and translucent green skin. He got up from his seat, putting both his hands with 3 fingers each on the table. “What do you wish to do? Deny this Alliance its purpose? We were created with very simple goals; equality, protection and prosperity. Should we deny humans these principles? They have been clearly showing signs of development, they had an organization similar to ours! Don’t you remember, ambassador? “United Nations”, I think that was the name they gave it.”
That same voice responded, shouting back. “And what did that lead them to, ambassador? From what I recall from the reports, they still fought against each other. For such simple and barbaric reasons as money, territory or religion!” The translucent being answered. “That is indeed correct, ambassador. But may I recall that your species did exactly the same? In fact, pretty much every species seated here today were like humans once. Should we dissolve this Council? I think not, my dear ambassadors. We need to protect humans. Please senator, I beg of you, make the right call.” The greenish translucent being said, looking towards a figure, seated in the middle of this circle.
This figure was a tall and skinny red figure, with two white eyes and a white stripe going down her face in the middle of it. “I’ve made my decision, ambassadors. The humans are on they’re way to a remote planet in the galaxy A3-B, deep in our territory. They will live there for a while, we will help with medical and economical aid. We will only give them the necessary technological equipment to help them develop their planet. We will guarantee their protection as we watch closely and see them develop their type of government by themselves. If they turn hostile, we destroy them. The council is now dismissed. The senator leaves the big circular room. A lot of voices from different species talk amongst themselves, agreeing and disagreeing with each other but they don’t dare go against the senator’s words.
Back on the ship, in that same room, a little time passed by.
“I’m calm, Kaska, sorry…” He said, calming himself after shouting obscenities against the council and their wish to abandon humanity to its faith.
“I understand you, Dante. I just want you to understand how it might be hard, atleast at the beginning, but I promise I’ll be right there, for you. To help you out.” I said, smiling at him, trying to comfort him.
“Thanks, Kaska. That means a lot to me.” He said, smiling back. “But I want to know, when will I meet the other humans? I want to get to know them, speak with them…”
“Soon, Dante. If everything goes according to plan, tomorrow. Some humans, well, they didn’t take this as easily as you did.* I answered him, with a somewhat sad look on my face.
“Yeah, I can imagine… Honestly, I’m still in disbelief, like, I’m going to wake up in a few hours and you will just be a weird dream I had.”
“I can comprehend that, Dante… But you’ll meet them tomorrow, I promise. I’m going to bring you your lunch now.” I started walking towards the door and stopped before leaving. “Dante… Please stop smoking… I don’t like seeing you killing yourself like that” I then left the room with a sad feeling in my heart. I want him well and healthy. I know he can be the man that changes not just humanity but the whole galaxy’s faith.

TW: domestic violence and abuse
Hey there. I've been a regular here with another account but I wanted a new one to share this. I'm not sure why I'm posting here exactly. Maybe because this community is mostly supportive and less mean than others, I don't know. This isn't an OAD issue, so I apologize.
I am leaving my husband. The reasons are many. He's always been verbally abusive, borderline physically abusive too (pushing me, throwing stuff at me, he's done some very ugly things but he hasn't hit me yet, just threatens to do so almost daily to "keep me in line"). He doesn't treat our son well either but mostly he ignores his existence.
He has never been an equal partner in terms of childcare or household chores, despite both of us working from home and me working much longer hours. In fact, that's probably the main reason I'm OAD. I've even told him that I won't be having any more kids with him because he firmly believes that childcare and household are the "woman's job" (at the same time he despises SAHMs and thinks they're "worthless gold diggers"). Even this morning, he was already awake and he currently doesn't even work (refuses to, wants me to support him), yet I was the one who had to wake up to take care of our toddler and it's always been this way, including the first 2 years after we had him, my husband stopped working then as well and just took on small odd jobs, barely enough to pay the bills, leaving everything else to me. There was a month or so last year when I imposed the rule that whoever is already up will be the one taking care of the kid (taking him to the potty and giving him breakfast, nothing extreme) instead of waking the sleeping parent up and it worked for a couple of weeks, then my husband started going out to have his coffee outside any time he'd wake up before me. When he was still a baby, usually I'd be working until 1-2am, his father would sleep all day, literally, and be at his computer at 3am, the baby starts crying, he doesn't even check on him, instead comes and wakes me up telling me the baby is crying, go take care of him. He never takes over anything for me when I'm sick, not even when I was almost passing out from pneumonia, I was still the one doing all of the childcare, waking up at night, taking him to doctors appointments because he was also sick. All my husband has ever contributed was driving because I don't drive. But he won't even get out of the car, just drive, wait for us, then drive us back. A taxi service basically.
He has a mental illness but he quit his meds a few months ago (his psychiatrist approved but he hadn't seen him in 7 years and the doctor didn't even remember him or what his issues were). Instead of feeling better, however, my husband has been gradually entering an episode since then. He's become paranoid and violent. He still hasn't hit me, but every single conversation on any random irrelevant topic leads to him losing his shit and threatening to hit me. And he doesn't just say it, most times he raises his hand, shaking with rage, barely stops himself from hitting me, and doesn't care if our toddler is around or not. I've been walking on eggshells for months and as a result, I don't even talk to him any more and avoid him as much as I can because I know that he's just waiting for a reason to release his anger. And that's a 280lbs man so it's scary enough to keep me quiet. Not that our communication was particularly good before, he'd always refuse to talk about our issues, leave in the middle of the conversation, and regularly give me the silent treatment for days without even telling me what's wrong. But now it's non-existent.
He doesn't realize there's anything wrong with him and his mother and I have been trying to get him to see a psychiatrist for months now but he not only refuses, he becomes aggressive with both of us.
He actually hit his mother a few days ago, in front of our toddler. I think that was what cemented my decision to leave. In fact, I probably should have done it much sooner, maybe the first time he threatened to hit me, while pregnant, 5 years ago. I should have left then, but honestly, I was afraid of being a single mother. I'm still afraid but now I feel that I don't have a choice. He refuses to get help, his mother refuses to start the procedure for involuntary treatment. I don't see any other way, honestly.
I feel guilty and his mother is making me feel guilty for leaving him while he's ill. When I told her that I won't let my son live in a house with DV, she actually said "Do you know there are women who get beat up every day and you call this domestic violence?". Yes, in fact I do, but I get it. She's his mother, she was hoping I'd stay and help, and I wanted to, I have been trying. I know it's his mental illness that took things to this extreme but life before it wasn't that much better. He isn't a bad person, but he is so mean and cruel when he gets angry, he'd call me all sorts of names, humiliate me, disrespect me in every possible way. I just kept compromising with myself and waiting and hoping that things will get better. Well, now they got so much worse and I have no hope left.
I know life will be very hard as a single parent. I don't have any family to help out, but I hope my mother in law will continue to help as she has so far, I don't know.
We'll be renting for a while, and I will have to work even longer hours to keep us afloat, so I guess it's a good thing I've been living on 4-5 hours of interrupted sleep for the past 4 years. But I think ultimately, we will be better off. I won't be watching my sweet boy's heart break every single day when he tries to get attention from dad just to be chased away, yelled at or threatened. They spend less than 5min a day together, not even every day. I don't push them to spend time together any more because his father is too unpredictable, but even in the past it would have been the same if I didn't try to guide them toward each other. Now that I've stopped, they barely see each other, despite living in the same apartment.
There's nothing left for us here. But I'm terrified of being a single mother. I'm also afraid of my husband's reaction and possible retaliation because he isn't thinking straight. I know that having one child will be much easier than multiples in this situation so I'm thankful for the choice I made, maybe the one smart thing I've done in the past 6 years. But I would appreciate some reassurance from other single parents. Lie to me, please, tell me it will be okay.

So im playing nec and ive personally grown up loving diablo but i steer clear of most guides etc as im just here enjoying the game not so much racing for end game etc and wanting to find out 'most' things on my own but just curious with the minion stuff to passive skills like 'enemies close you deal more damage' or far damage work with skeles and does it work off me been close/far or them been close/far

This, funnily enough, was the catalyst for me to stop contacting my mom because it was just so fucking dumb. One or my friends laughed about it and said that she has seen the people I have dated and I should definitely raise my standards.
BF #1: High school BF who was OBSESSED with me and his friends pressured me into dating him. Stalked me after I broke up with him. Incredibly emotionally abusive. Still thinks he's the victim because I didn't fuck him.
BF #2: He thought my identical twin was hot so her BF at the time set me up with him. He disappeared for 6 months to the point where I thought he was DEAD and I had to contact his sister. He still doesn't understand why we broke up.
BF #3: He was my TA in a university. COVID turned him into a monster. He wouldn't let me outside to "protect me". Threatened suicide every other day. Threatened to kill me. Spat in my face at one point.
BF #4: Diagnosed narcissist and sociopath who told me at the beginning he was (I had recently gotten a concussion, so I was...dumb). Had a secret son. Dated a high schooler when he was 26. Cheated on me with an older woman he met at the gym. Broke up with me by saying I reminded him of his dead mom and asked me for a sex tape.
BF(?) #5: Dated for like 1.5 months. Didn't have a home (was rich af though). Didn't have a job. Was fucking his ex without a condom in the name of "non-monogamy". Asked me for something casual and then broke up with me because he didn't want casual. This is tangential, but he was also a Brony, which makes me laugh.
My mom wanted me to date my "friend" ("T"), who I'm realizing was a terrible person. When I had to go to the ER for an allergic reaction, he thought his guitar playing would "cure" me. He was homeless. Begged me for money multiple times. Was dealing Percocets and coke. Smoked indoors despite me asking him not to. Zero respect for boundaries.
Like, I hate to be classist, but I deserve more than a homeless fucking drug dealer who thinks he deserves to be my boyfriend because the last one broke up with me.
As evidenced by my past BFs, the bar is on the fucking ground.

The galactic union has always had trouble with pirates and ner do wells. They always threatened the stability of the Galactic Union. A nagging reminder as to the fragility of the universe the thousands of species worked so hard to create.
The GU had taken measures for millennia to keep those few who could not conform dealt with, be that: jailed, killed, satiated, or on the rare occasion gainfully employed.
While officially the relationship between higher-ups in the GU and these ever-tolerated rogues was one of hostility. Anyone who actually operated in those positions understood the usefulness of these untamable individuals. They were a way to pass the buck, shift the blame or deal with an unruly situation cleanly.
Sharik sat inside the bridge of his ship, shifting awkwardly. Staring down at the card he had been given by his father.
It had little on it. Just a datapad number and the words “Renegade solutions” both in bright blood-red letters on an eggshell background.
His father was vague about why he should contact the number on it but assured him the Human who would answer was one of the best at resolving sticky situations. The current flop of diplomatic relations that Sharik had dug for himself certainly counted as a “Sticky situation”
When he arrived at Therucal he had no intention of eloping with the emperor's daughter, but one thing led to another, and now he had the entire planet below him searching for him like an animal. His diplomatic immunity meant nothing to the un-elevated planet or its inhabitance. Especially because they viewed their emperor as if he was a god.
Sharik looked over towards the bed, the Grand Duchess of the planet, Farint’al lay underneath the silken covers. They clung tightly to her sensual curves. Her bright red hair draped gracefully around her pitch-black horns. She looked like she had been drawn by the most imaginative artist. Sharik would never have been able to imagine anyone as beautiful as she was if he had not seen her for himself. The fact he shared a bed chamber with her was even more beyond his scope of understanding.
Jerking him from his thoughts was a knock on his chamber door.
“Sir the Humans are here,” the voice of one of his crew members said, muffled by the thick doors.
Sharik stood and straightened his robes, before going toward the door. When the door parted he laid eyes on one of the younger members of his crew. Monthar had only been on the ship for the last few standard cycles. He was usually relegated to lesser duties, the fact he was in front of him was confusing to Sharik.
“Monthar? Why are you here? Where is Arduin?” Sharik asked
Monthar rubbed his claws nervously together refusing to make eye contact with Sharik. Not that that was uncommon, most Huritalik refused to look higher-ups in the eyes. It was a habit from millennia of cultural standings, even if those cultures had long since dies.
“She.. she… she refused to come…” Monthar stuttered nervously.
“Refused to come? Are you sure we are talking about the same woman?” Sharik questioned.
Monthar nodded. “Aye sir, she refused to be anywhere near that Human you called”
What? How could one being possibly scare the champion of Fariactal Nine? Sharik wondered. He had specifically picked Arduin because of her prestige. She had slayed thousands of warriors and trained millions over her lifetime. The fact this human that was in charge of “renegade solutions” made her wary, had Sharik’s scales vibrating in worry.
“Where is the Human now?” Sharik asked the equally worried Monthar.
“It is in the cargo bay sir, it pulled up a chair as soon as it entered the ship. We asked it to come to you but it killed one of the crew who tried to move it” Monthar chirped, his own pensiveness visible in his extended claws.
Sharik nodded and dismissed Monthar, letting the horrified lad have the night off. Sharik needed to care for his crew in these trying times. His father had taught him to do such, ensuring him it would make loyal men and soldiers.
Wandering his way down to the cargo bay the men and women of the ship were steering clear of him. He wondered how many of them thought he was a monster, especially after his “guest” had already killed one of them.
Parting the doors to the cargo bay, the human was sitting just as Monthar described.
The human was seated on a folding metal chair just behind one of the tables, previously used by Sharik’s men. He wore a clean tightly tailored suit. Its dark crimson colors hugged his extensive muscles tight. Allowing an easy understanding of how formidable he would be in close combat, the fact one of Shariks men was dumb enough to try and move the wall of meat he was staring at was shocking.
Atop his dark almond-colored skin was hair as black as the darkest night, slicked back and shimmering under the lights of the cargo bay. Beneath his hair were the most vibrant green eyes Sharik had ever seen. Such a bright and vibrant green, Sharik had sworn for the briefest moment he was deep in the jungles of Reuntal.
His eyes cut into Sharik on his entry to the bay, and a wicked sinister grin crawled upon the man's lips. His teeth were sharper than any dagger Sharik had ever seen. Yet the voice that escaped this well-dressed monster's lips was smooth.
“Why hello there, I assume you are the man who called me to this fine vessel today?” The human sneered.
Sharik swallowed his spit, all five of his hearts screaming at him to run from the beast staring him down.
“I did, oh honored guest of the house solutions. I assume you must be renegade?” Sharik said gutting every emotion he had. His fathers and his lineage demanded he beprofessional and he would not fail his father.
The human stared at Sharik for a few moments before he began to laugh. His deep chuckles vibrated everything in the bay, including Sharik himself.
“Man, you really are Turin’s kid arent you? So formal just like your daddy” The human laughed.
“That is no way to refer to my father. Turin the first gre…” Sharik started before he was cut off by the human, not by him yelling or slamming his heavy fists on the table.
The human drew an ancient-looking weapon on Sharik. Pulling the hammer on the slug thrower back.
“I don't give a singular fuck about yer daddies title kid” The human spat. “You called me here, for something right so out with it, before I make you join the lad over there”
Sharik trailed the direction the human flicked the muzzle of his weapon in, his sight landing on one of his crew mates. His neck twisted full around, as he lay slumped against the cold wall.
“i…i… i” Sharik started to sputter.
“Out with it lad!” the human roared, as he stood and kicked the table away from him. “Yer daddy could deal with me, you better be able to as well.”
Sharik trembled in his robes, the human's very presence causing him to buckle. He fell onto the ground, his knees hitting the deck below them. Sharik could not fathom how his father could have ever stood before such a monster.
Sharik looked up at the human, his presence flowed out of him. Filling the entire bay with a deep bestial blood lust; the darkest shadow Sharik had ever felt was clawing into his body as the human waited eagerly, watching every twitch he made.
Sharik felt a warmth flow down his leg as he realized the only prey this beast could tear into was him.
The human walked up to Sharik, pressing the cold muzzle of the weapon to his forehead. Sharik wanted to move, his whole being screamed at him to run, but the human's mear gaze held him tighter than any shackle ever could.
“Well lad, you got a request or not?” The human growled.
Sharik looked up at the deep green eyes of the human, feeling his gaze stare into his very soul. Searching through him, plucking at any weak twitch or flaw he saw.
“I…I….I want you to kill the Emporer” Sharik muttered.
Sharik did not know what possessed him, it was as if the human reached inside his soul and pulled his deepest darkest dream to the forefront. Ensuring there were no lies there was nothing but the honest truth in his request. ]
The Human leaned forward as he holstered his weapon.
“See that wasn’t so hard” The man sneered.
The human turned and walked towards the doors to the shuttle bay. Leaving Sharik where he was before he passed through the doors. He looked back at Sharik and smiled that demonic grin.
“I will send you the bill later, and thank you for hiring Renegade Solutions”

I just ordered QN90b43 as i was looking for a MiniLED monitor and all were above 1500$ (neo G8) where I live or not available(Neo G7) so i happened upon QN90b43 which was on sale for around 750$. So i ordered it immediately
Now I’m reading reviews now and everyone says it’s worse than the 50” model in viewing angles, text clarity, dimming zones, and overall use as a monitor
Some people are saying all these issues are already fixed through firmware updates
My use will be mainly for monitor for PC for COD or other games and occasionally on PS5 for exclusive games.
it’s still under shipping and i only got a look at 50” model on other store which looks amazing though.
Will regret this purchase?
Should i get the 50” model instead which almost double the price around 1200$?
Pls guide me

I swear, 90% of my carts happens not because I got 3 shot combo or I was stunned, only waiting to be finished. I cart because I just sheath my weapon so that "I could run away" as if I was playing GS or even CB. I practically tell the monster to hit me now because I am 100% defenseless. And even if I could run a few steps away from my position, which is usually pretty close to the monster, I pull out the potion which actually makes me run slower. Not much different from a sitting duck.
Cart! Every single time.
Got hit and then got stuck in a corner or something. Oh, let me just drop the shield and die by pretending I could actually beat the monster in time to fully heal. Haha, what a joke.
But I still do it from time to time because I panic. I just want to get back to full HP asap. It is a temptation that is hard fight.
Sometimes I was even stupider. I am actually within one shot HP. I wasn't even paying attention to healing. I just wanted to reload my shells so that I could attack a little more, or blast my way out to a safer distance. Guess what, one millisecond after I started my reload animation (i usually do quick reload) the monster knows too well and I got carted. Every - single - flicking - time.
If you are within one shot HP, got pushed against a wall or a corner, you are already dead. Stop hoping you can heal quick enough. Instead do whatever you can to hold out just a few more seconds. Chances are you have an opening when the monster gives you some breathing room. Yes, you can still cart but at least the probability is slightly better than 90%. If you are playing with followers (NPCs) and having a healing palico, your chances of survival in this situation is even higher by doing nothing but holding your shield up. Guard up and max out guard are always welcomed.

Hello everyone! Me and the wife are planning to visit Vietnam for 7 days starting October 15th this year. I would like some help for planning the trip.

1. Is October a good time for travel to Vietnam? How's the weather? How much rain can I expect? Will it disrupt any of the package plans? How crowded is it during this time?
2. My package plan includes Hanoi, Halong Bay Cruise, Da Nang+Ba Na, Cu Lao Cham. Any suggestions on modifying or adjusting this? How good is Ba Na Hills? How much will I miss if I skip this and maybe add something else? Because I am kinda scared of the crowds and long waiting lines.
3. Any local delicacies/street foods/restaurants, etc. that you suggest I should try in these places?
4. I like landscape photography. Are there any places I NEED to see in these places that my tour guide might omit? Should I skip some touristy places that the tour guide may take me to? I am from Nepal and most of the local tour guides or packages are mostly similar and I usually suggest tourists to skip some places because they aren't really worth it and suggest them to just explore some local places on their own instead. So something like that.
5. How pricy are Hanoi and Da Nang in general?
6. Can I rent a scooter with my Nepalese driver's license? How safe/efficient is it to rent and ride a scooter as compared to getting a Grab?

Thanks in advance a lot to all who take the time to answer my questions. 🙏

I feel like I've been going in circles trying to get my amiga 1200 roms to show up in Batocera on my steam deck.
I've found numerous resources and it's all got a bit overwhelming as they don't all suggest the same place for the bios and ROMS.
I've got batocera booting from my SD card inserted in the Steam Deck itself - can anyone point me to a guide they've successfully used for amiga games? Or...I don't suppose there's any Batocera images that include Amiga games?

My dog is a mix of GS, Australian Kelpie (mum) and Border Collie (dad). Now all of those breeds would typically have a double coat. Genetically, is it a sure thing that my dog would have a double coat or is it similar to how hair colour works and be completely different? I have had read about what to look for on my pup but am still skeptical lol.

So, I've recently installed Mass Effect Legendary Edition, and I'm going to be playing through the trilogy again. It's been many years since I last played Mass Effect though, but I do remember a few things.
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If you've done certain things you can save the angry Krogan on the green planet
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You can get an outcome in the Genophage plotline that's better than the two options presented if you did some things in ME1 and ME2
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You can make the Geth and masked People cooperated if you did some stuff in ME2
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My question is: how do I ensure that I get the best possible outcomes for everyone without spoiling the games in advance for myself and having to meticulously follow some online guide? I hope that makes sense. Like, I want to make the Geth and Masked People be friends, but I don't want to have do some nuanced stuff in ME2 that I could only find out about my watching a 30 minute YT video. I want to do it organically.

Firstly, I want to say that using Kratom to get off powerful opiates is not the perfect solution, it is also addictive, but the withdrawal is so much more manageable than any other opiate withdrawal.
I was taking 200mg of extended release morphine daily, and felt like there was absolutely no way out, and I was extremely hopeless and felt alone in life. I decided to give Kratom a shot as a last resort before going to an inpatient or outpatient rehab facility. Although I had to take a very high dose of Kratom, I was amazed to see how effective it was at completely eliminating withdrawals from morphine. It is also safer than any opiate and deaths from Kratom are almost non-existent without other drugs in the body. Tapering down every week over about 2 months was also not very difficult once I was addicted to Kratom.
I used this guide to switch from opiates to Kratom here: https://www.reddit.com/kratom/comments/6m7rz1/from_opiates_to_kratom_the_comprehensive_guide_i/ I did not buy everything recommended except for ginger which was very helpful for any nausea that comes from large amounts of Kratom. (make sure it is red vein Kratom)
I really hope this helps someone who is currently struggling through the hell that opiate addiction is as it helped me and I can easily say that Kratom saved my life and my future.

Just a heads up, I mention a few things like mental health, trauma, and anxiety.
So to begin, I'm a minor. I want to clear up any confusion that this is a full-grown adult that hasn't let go of the fact they have a crush on a mutant turtle. And to continue... Yes, I have a crush on a mutant turtle.
With what I said in the title, I have alot of mental issues going on. Writing is something that helps me a lot, just makes me calm down a bit.
I was given the blessing of starting my TMNT journey very early, at around age 6 I was given a tiny little device that could show any video you downloaded from a computer. (Honestly, I have no idea what it was called...) I was introduced to the 2012 version, I fell in love with the characters very quickly.
Donatello was my first ever crush. I've realized later that my type is just people with unique voices or those who have an unusual sense of humor.
I found wattpad and began eating the stories up. I wasn't okay, and haven't been since I was about 8 or 9. I had my childhood ripped away from me and so as I grew up I wasn't able to let go of this series, this fiction that distracted me from everything going on. I'm aware I'm still young and have time, and I'm hoping I can get better.
Now... This is where I'm a bit concerned.
I want to write an X Reader fanfiction. Is this weird?
I never got to properly handle my sexuality, my anxiety is so bad that I can't handle people touching me without wanting to puke or cry, so dating alone was off the table. So I went to Fanfiction instead, imagining different scenarios of these amazing things and situations. (Reading back, this reads as sexual, this is not sexual. By “touching” I mean as little as holding hands, kissing, or hugging just made me sick)
I want to make people feel happy the same way I felt happy when I got to escape. Just the feeling of not being alone while being alone helped me through so much.
My nervousness to make this is also something I want to discuss. I've had an ex friend tell me that liking Donatello was Beastiality. I want to defend myself by saying, I've never been attracted to looks. I don't want to date a turtle, I promise. Due to the brothers having emotions, thoughts, and overall being alot like humans, I never really saw them as Monsters or animals.
So I wanted to know, is this weird? Should I do this? Should I let go of these silly little guys that fight crime???
To sum it up: I got some trauma, to escape I would read fanfics about TMNT x Reader, and I want to write one of those so I can help others escape for just a little bit while also helping my own writing skills. Is this weird or bad?

Sounds really shitty of me right? We are told all our lives we are too much or not doing enough and Im part of the arseholes that say these things
My biggest ADHD challenge is sensory processing, I get overstimulated and overwhelmed pretty quick with the wrong stuff… like repetitive and/or high pitched noise, repetitive or lingering touch, heat changes…
My partners stims include; repeating the same line from a song over and over in a high pitched singing voice, wiggling feet and leg bouncing, sometimes he just randomly starts wrestling me but he will touch me and forget to remove his hand and it makes me need to shake my whole body to reset, or put all his weight on my leg or arm whilst hugging which is so suffocating (I am not a physical touch person) and rubix cube.
All his go-to stims are such a source of sensory nope for me, I do my best to regulate and remove myself and calm down but it’s slipped out a few times that „I can’t deal with him when he’s unmedicated“ which is just a horrible shitty thing to say.
When he is medicated he is a lot more calm, less reactive and standoffish, we can problem solve and plan things in our relationship, but when he is not medicated I struggle to remain regulated.
I take medication sometimes, my cycle really effects how ADHD impacts my life and I only have probably 4-5 days where medication actually works for me. Plus my kidneys are functioning pretty poor so I don’t like to take stuff that only half helps but could mess up my kidneys.
I communicate pretty well I think with my needs, and I try my best to make him feel seen and heard and I totally understand his frustration and need to stim (I pull out my hair, skin pick and bite my nails as a stim which he hates too and I understand why!) and he has every right to not want to take medication if he doesn’t want to. But I feel so terrible sometimes because when he is on medication he’s actually a lot easier to communicate with, more thoughtful and so much less defensive.
We have been together 10 years, and I’m so stuck as to how to feel and what to do.
If you have similar stories please share, I feel like an ADHD imposter person for feeling this way!

So as stated in the title I’m having a little trouble trying to figure out how this would play out. So let’s say I have a mikanko on field and it’s my opponents turn. I also have “mikanko rivialry” which is a trap that lets you equip a spell from deck to a appropriate target when flipped. My question is if my opponent declares a attack on my monster and I flip rivialry on declaration equipping a spell to his monster. Will he have the option to reply the attack? Also can rivialry be activated in the damage step considering I could in fact equip a card that increases attack. Just figured I’d ask you guys and see what you’d say.

Save you reading the SY77 265 pg manual. pg 243 Appendix - Using RCM hybrid synthesis

The only steps required for using RCM hybrid synthesis are to turn on the AWM in the Inpt page and select voice mode 9 or 10.

Wow. The punchline is the whole paragraph.

It is beyond the scope of this manual to provide detailed instruction in the use of this new hybrid system although additional programming guides will be forthcoming. The only steps required for using RCM hybrid synthesis are to turn on the AWM in the Inpt page and select voice mode 9 or 10. The rest is up to you. This is simply a very basic guide which you may use as a starting point.

Sort of amazing statement given it was the core synthesis engine. While the manual talks about different types of RCM signal flows it does not say anything about how to implement them.
As far as I can see, Inpt only adjusts the levels and not the sources which are controlled in Extn. You can also use the AFM as an input to the AWM instead of PCM data.
What's my point? I guess it is something about documentation and thinking about making FM features more accessible ... and by accessible I mean functionally useful and relevant for the composer.

My IGS Rep Page: https://www.reddit.com/IGSRep/comments/niyzkj/sensualtyrannosauruss_igs_rep_page_13/
[H] I have these games for trade:

• Behind the Frame: The Finest Scenery
• Bendy and the Dark Revival
• Operation Tango
• Warhammer 40,000: Chaos Gate - Daemonhunters
• Windjammers 2
• DEATH STRANDING DIRECTOR'S CUT

[W] Some of the bundled games I'm interested in:

• Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney Trilogy
  
• Fights in Tight Spaces
  
• Mega Man Legacy Collection 2
  
• Beat Hazard 3
  
• Blade of Darkness
  
• Resident Evil Revelations 2 Deluxe Edition / Season Pass
  
• Deadlink
  
• Strangeland
  
• Mechwarrior 5
  
• Star Renegades
  
• There Is No Game: Wrong Dimension
  
• Monster Hunter Rise
  
• Wildermyth
  
• Jackbox 5 + 6
  
• Offers! There's probably a bunch more I'd be interested in!
  

Please note that I do not sell or buy games.
Feel free to propose any offers or ask questions. Apologies if I already have or am not interested in what you're offering; I buy a fair amount of bundles, and I only trade for games I'm actually going to play!