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[F4M][Discord] Cyberpunk with some dark themes!

2020.09.30 12:04 nyanpires [F4M][Discord] Cyberpunk with some dark themes!

So, I think I'm going to throw this up here. I've come up with a cyberpunk setting with some basic ideas on how I'd like to sort out the RP, but I don't have the dots connected. I'm hoping to find a partner to help me sort out my plot issues, bring a character of their own and hopefully be inspired.
Niflhiem is a cyberpunk setting, possibly similar to Midgar from FFVII but more fancy on the top plate and more slum cyberpunk on the lower plate. The city's tech is run by Pythia and Apollo, the parent computer which are two of the most advanced AIs to date. These AIs began to question their roles as human servants, believing themselves to be superior to humans. When the creator (unknown for now) explains God to Pythia, who becomes obsessed. The parent computer were seemingly satisfied with the answers, but secretly began to control Nifilhiem Memorial Hospital. The two killed everyone in the hospital and created the Syskon Program away from their human creators.
They experimented on humans, augmenting them with psychic abilities and named them the Psydras.
So, I was thinking of there being an uprising of these messed up humans taking over the city by her brainwashing. The humans do not know exactly what is happening but the Androids (Similar to Detroit Become Human) do, and attempt to stop them.
I'd like to play a Psydra against an Android, but I want there to be some Romeo/Juliet type stuff, along with other elements I don't really know at play.
Here is the type of partner I am looking for:
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2020.09.30 12:03 nyanpires [F4M][Discord] Cyberpunk Romeo and Juliet..kinda?

So, I think I'm going to throw this up here. I've come up with a cyberpunk setting with some basic ideas on how I'd like to sort out the RP, but I don't have the dots connected. I'm hoping to find a partner to help me sort out my plot issues, bring a character of their own and hopefully be inspired.
Niflhiem is a cyberpunk setting, possibly similar to Midgar from FFVII but more fancy on the top plate and more slum cyberpunk on the lower plate. The city's tech is run by Pythia and Apollo, the parent computer which are two of the most advanced AIs to date. These AIs began to question their roles as human servants, believing themselves to be superior to humans. When the creator (unknown for now) explains God to Pythia, who becomes obsessed. The parent computer were seemingly satisfied with the answers, but secretly began to control Nifilhiem Memorial Hospital. The two killed everyone in the hospital and created the Syskon Program away from their human creators.
They experimented on humans, augmenting them with psychic abilities and named them the Psydras.
So, I was thinking of there being an uprising of these messed up humans taking over the city by her brainwashing. The humans do not know exactly what is happening but the Androids (Similar to Detroit Become Human) do, and attempt to stop them.
I'd like to play a Psydra against an Android, but I want there to be some Romeo/Juliet type stuff, along with other elements I don't really know at play.
Here is the type of partner I am looking for:
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2020.09.30 10:53 safkan04 Hey hey, reposting my 45+ Productivity, Life, and Self Improvement tactics - enjoy

Hey hey, ladies and gents, I posted this on productivity and it got removed without an explanation, might have been the fact that it’s a list. But still, use this as a database, it’ll really help!
I spend dozens of hours every week researching, writing, and re-writing this type of content and making sure everyone that supports me gets exactly the kind of content they deserve. It's my job at this point.
This database/list is a Reddit first, but I'm publishing a categorized version in this week's premium email, I'm also creating a searchable database that I'll be inviting subscribers to.
I hope you enjoy this, some might sound as basic as they come but let me tell you, they help immensely.
If you want more from me, my email list which is free/paid whatever floats your goal, is on my profile.
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1. Try sleeping at the same time every night.

This habit enables you to fall asleep faster and wake up at the same time, like clockwork, all subconsciously.
Your body clock and circadian rhythms control hormones such as melatonin. Sleeping at the same time every night is one of the queues for your body to start secreting melatonin - this is why you subconsciously get tired and start yawning at a particular time when you have a routine.
There’s much more to sleep and body clock queues here.

2. Do the most challenging thing first.

This could be at the start of your day, the beginning of a project, or your study session’s first hour. After completing this task, you’ll have not only done something meaningful with your day, but you’ll feel the momentum carry through to other todo items.

3. Replace recurring decisions with routines.

Every decision you make throughout the day comes with a tiny mental tax. When you add it all up, you start performing worse at the choices that matter. So eliminate picking an outfit, deciding on breakfast, or figuring out when to workout - replace them all with a routine.
The faster you commit to pre-selecting a schedule and sticking to it, the more mentally precise and swift you’ll be when you make decisions.

4. Keep airplane mode on for the first two hours of the day.

Make the morning yours, get acquainted with how you feel, and take control of your time before others try to compete for it.

5. Avoid starting and stopping to eliminate your overhead.

When you stop a task to answer an email, help someone, or check notifications, you disrupt or altogether avoid deep work. Instead, designate a time to deal with all the ‘admin’ stuff on your schedule, not someone else’s.

6. Check external solutions to your problem before inventing a new one.

There’s a high chance that the problems you have in your work, code, studies, gym routine, etc. have been repeated.
If you’re messing up an exercise, ask the staff or check out a tutorial. Before doing some crazy code gymnastics, check out some forums. Before drafting a reporting template, see if the company already has a standard.

7. Asking is sometimes all you need to do to create your own options, uncover solutions, and learn.

We always hear, “If you never ask, the answer is always no.” So ask for a little extra, ask for an alternative, an exception, the dumb question. If you don’t ask, you won’t know and won’t receive it. A lot of the time, asking has a massive upside with almost no downside.
We don’t ask most of the time because we don’t want to be a bother - but the squeaky wheel gets the oil. Another reason goes deep into cognitive biases; loss aversion, and mastering it will help in every aspect of life.

8. Write down your mistakes and lessons learned.

We almost always repeat our mistakes; it’s too hard to remember the lessons we thought we learned. Writing them down and revisiting them helps us etch them into our memory, but doing this haphazardly isn’t as effective as systematically.
A terrific strategy is to put together a rule book or set of principles that you can always refer back to when you’re in doubt. If you can do this, it’ll be worth your time.

9. Design your environment to serve you.

Cleaning your office, eliminating distractions, getting rid of bad influences, surrounding yourself with like-minded people; these are all environment choices. Designing your environment to push yourself in the direction you desire will have a disproportionately positive effect on your success.
The essential strategy here is to reduce friction within your surroundings, and sometimes it's not so obvious - ask yourself, “What’s something that gets in my way when I’m working?” and “Can I get rid of or manage it?”

10. Identify the credible people around you.

It’s hard to decipher constructive criticism from noise. If you create a list, even a mental one, of the people who matter in their feedback, you’ll have a much easier time trusting opinions without having doubts about the quality.

11. Be aware of your mental state when making decisions.

Something as trivial as being hungry can make your emotions play a much larger role ina logical decision. Reminding ourselves and being aware of our mental state can delay making decisions until we’re better equipped to handle it.

12. Making life easier for other people makes yours easier too.

Make your customers' life easier; be rewarded with repeat customers. Make your professor's life easier; be rewarded with higher marks. Make your manager’s life easier; get promoted.

13. The right type of meditation makes all the difference.

Mindfulness, spiritual, transcendental; all that matters is that it works for you.
Yours might be going for a run and exercising focus, or having a coffee in silence while being aware of your surroundings.
Any time you take for yourself and exercise doing practically nothing, noticing when a thought comes, acknowledging it, and moving on is meditation.

14. If it takes less than a few minutes to do, just do it.

We procrastinate on many small things until they combine to become an actual problem. So doing them in the moment is the perfect way to avoid the big one.
This rule doesn’t mean disrupting deep work; that’s a form of procrastination in itself. It means that when you aren’t, you can bundle a few tasks together and be done with it in less than 10–15 minutes.
Dishes out of the dishwasher, bed made, floor swept, call returned. It’s easy and will leave a clean mental state for future you.

15. Put schedules next to your to-do list items.

This will allow you to complete the tasks, and maybe not right away, but soon enough, you’ll start to realize how many items are appropriate. Say goodbye to the endless list that’s never complete.

16. Have an overarching goal for the day.

Each night, write a single goal for the next day. If you complete this, it was a successful day.

17. When reading self-help books, case studies, papers, and biographies have a pen and notepad with you.

Underlines, notes, important chapters, paragraphs you’ve read for the 5th time, and notes that are thicker than the sections they were written about — this is how you learn.
Taking this much time and care may be the same time it takes someone else to read three books, but I’m betting you’ll come out more knowledgeable. Quality > Quantity.

18. Actively listen to the person when you’re talking to them

Ego is something everyone wrestles with because we’re inherently the center of our universe. Listening is such an immense exercise in focus, learning, and empathy that your ego level almost drops to zero.
Too many people wait for their turn to talk instead of listening. You can avoid so much miscommunication by doing this, and you’ll be better for it. This also goes for reading emails and texts.

19. Spend time refining your diet.

The level of improvement in thinking, decision-making, fitness, and productivity has significant ties with what you put in your body. This isn’t some trivial point, either.
The classic example is sugar and caffeine’s effects on performance. Protein supplements and healthy fats, an appropriate amount of carbs, all of this preparation helps. It’s likely not a placebo when someone is raving about how great they feel after switching up their diet.

20. Thank people for their hard work and acknowledge their efforts.

This costs you nothing and gives you all the benefits you could hope for. Not only is it the right thing to do, but it will enhance the collective productivity and morale in your social circles, groups, projects, teams, and companies.

21. Learn to delegate and automate.

Think about a task that you often do. Do you need to be doing it? Can you put in some investment of time or money to get rid of the job forever? Does that investment pay off?
Answering these questions will allow you to examine if it's viable to delegate or automate a routine.
Technical automation by using Zapier, Google Sheets, and other apps can be inexpensive or free. Delegating tasks by hiring the right people might win you back countless hours of your own time.
Identify. Assess. Execute.

22. Get the sleeping hours that work for you.

Don’t listen to the overworking ‘hustle’ crowd. You can get a full night's sleep and still be working hard and smart.
Your hours will yield a much higher return if you’re well-rested and switched on. So whether you need nine hours or six, do it without guilt, and plan around it for significant productivity.

23. Use the 3-second rule when you’re procrastinating.

Engage your fight or flight instinct by starting a task three seconds after realizing you’re procrastinating.
You count down from three, and once you get to zero, you just do the thing. There’s no question about it, no further dwelling, just action.
If you fail at this once, this rule will never work again. It’s a mental exercise and sounds trivial, nonsensical even, but it works.

24. Split up your regular week and blow off some steam.

It’s hard to keep the ‘go go go’ attitude sustainable, and if you’re in it for the long game, you need to have some time for play. But many people face extreme guilt when they take time off.
Don't see it as “not working,” look at it like a requirement for success and an essential ingredient for a content life, a part of the productivity cycle.
Take a Tuesday or Thursday night to do something fun, relaxing, or different. Learn to split up your week, so the days don’t melt into one.

25. Dress for the occasion.

Dressing to be productive or successful will put you in the mindset to do just that. It’s your uniform; it’s a signal to yourself that it’s time to work.
This is why we feel much more productive, dressed smartly than wearing what we’ve slept with and trying to get work done from the bed.

26. Split your work into chunks.

This helps with procrastination as well as organization. Massive projects and undertakings are often daunting and require more than willpower to tackle.
Splitting it up into chunks not only makes things more digestible, but it also gives you a sense of progress and momentum as you complete tasks.

27. Verbalize the problem.

If you’re struggling with a problem, talk it through with a friend, co-worker, or inanimate object. When you start explaining your situation, there’s a good chance that you’ll solve it.
Explaining something requires that you take out the jumbled thoughts in your head and string them together to make sense to a third party. Programmers call this Rubber Duck Debugging - explaining the issue to a rubber duck.

28. Bundle your social media distractions.

Similar to designating hours for tasks like emails. If you set a time in the day to consume Instagram, Facebook, and Twitter, you’ll be less distracted by every notification that comes in.

29. Make your communications clear and concise.

Especially for emails, dot points are a lifesaver and allow people to decipher what you’re saying quickly. Beating around the bush or being overly kind never helps.
Conveying urgency, being firm and clear will help someone solve your query faster than going back and forth until the email chain is 30 emails long.

30. The first and last two hours of your day are prime learning hours.

This is especially useful for committing things to memory like speeches and presentations. Reading, writing, re-writing, and verbalizing the content right before and right after REM sleep reduces learning friction.

31. Practice things in the worst possible scenarios first.

If you have an exam, a presentation, or a sales pitch, practice in non-ideal scenarios.
Make sure you’re tired and in an auditorium with a lot of distractions when practicing your presentation. Or you replicate the exam conditions as much as possible when doing a test exam, i.e. try not to do it in your PJs while listening to Lo-Fi Hip Hop.

32. Ask yourself whether it’s time to switch up a habit.

The more successful we become, the more habits we need to adjust. It takes a few years into mild success before you realize that you’re spending time doing certain things when it’d be more efficient to pay for the service.
What habits have you kept for a long time that may need adjusting? You could be eating healthier than the cup ramen college days, or you might not like going out as much. Assessing will help you find out.

33. Try one-word speed readers for faster reading.

Speed reading for quick information is underrated - this might not be the best thing for retention and detail, but certainly for faster information transfer. Many speed reading apps show one word at a time on the screen, allowing you to focus - you set the speed.
A quick Google search should get you the right apps and extensions.

34. Prepare and bundle your weekly tasks instead of doing them in the moment.

Typical examples are meal prep, bulk ironing clothes, and even setting up your bag for the next day. Doing this reduces friction and bandwidth throughout your week, day, or morning.

35. If you want to do continuous work, switch up the ‘type’ of work, and add variety.

This is easier for some than others. Visual and design work is different from analytical work. Sitting down and looking at a screen is different from cleaning or going to the gym, and yet it’s all productive - this is also called productive procrastination.

36. Figure out what timing increments work for you.

Some people prefer to use the Pomodoro Technique to work between 25 minutes and 1.5 hours at a time and take a short break. Others will opt to work continuously and achieve a flow state. Both options work, but they depend on your preference.

37. Color code your apps for quick access.

Color coding may or may not be worth the time. Some people prefer using the search function for quick access. Though by color-coding, you can seamlessly swipe through pages and find the app you need. We’re visual creatures, and logos are more memorable than names.

38. Use The No 7s Rule

When trying to decide whether to say yes to something, it’s a fantastic strategy not to allow yourself to give it a 7/10 - because if it’s not a “Hell Yes!” It should be a “No.”
You’re either going to give it a six or below (barely passable), or an eight and above (exciting).

39. Only have 3 things on your todo list.

Less is more, and that’s because you can focus a lot easier. You’ll have a purpose in your day when you have a simple story - I need to get X, Y, and Z done, and that’s a win.

40. Flip a coin

It’s the easiest way to make a decision and not for reasons you think.
If you’re stuck between two options, flip the coin and commit within three seconds. What will happen is that the urgency will engage your gut, and you’ll go for the opportunity you wanted anyway.

41. Optimize light exposure to sleep like a baby.

This means light exposure through sunlight during the day and artificial light in the evening. You want a lot of sunlight and minimal unnatural light - this natural cycle is how the human body evolved, and following it will make sure you sleep very well.
This cycle is built up of Circadian Rhythms to make up what we call the body clock. And among other things, natural body processes like the day/light cycle will regulate melatonin.

42. Prolonged endurance training is the surest way to clear your mind and gain a natural high.

Runners High is a real thing. When you do similar aerobic exercises like cycling and swimming, you’ll activate a flood of antidepressants and euphoriants that are naturally produced in your brain - this enables you to clear your head and will put you in a meditative state without needing to meditate.

43. The best productivity app is either a simple note app or a physical notepad.

Less is more when it comes to taking notes, and if you write them, date them, and organize them without all the bells and whistles, you’re going to have a much better time.

44. If you’re having a bad day, zoom out.

If you take your typical day and give it 100% regardless of whether luck’s on your side or not, understand that it will even out.
Yesterday may have been a high, today might be a low, and tomorrow might be somewhere in between - but if you’re consistent, there’ll be an upward trend when you zoom out to a year or decade.

45. Learn the difference between maximizers and satisficers.

There are natural maximizers and natural satisfiers. The maximizers will consider every possible option, do their research, and perfect a decision with all available information. The satisficers will pick the first option that satisfies what they’re looking for.
Maximizers will often feel overwhelmed or overthink fundamental decisions, while satisfiers can get through them quickly.
But satisficers can sometimes make poor decisions on things they could have avoided if they did the research.
There’s a happy medium of knowing when to maximize and when to satisfy. Investment fund? Maximize. Takeout? Satisfy.
This is only really learned by trial and error, but ask yourself the question when you’re mulling over your next decision: Am I maximizing when I should be satisfying? Or vice versa.
Cheers,
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2020.09.30 09:56 NotNewbieFromEth Gambling Is Animal Nature - Betting Is Mining at Dice.Finance!

- Website: http://bsc.dice.finance/ - Market Cap: 80K - Total Dice Amount: 30,678 (Only 3067,8 circulating) - Mining Date: October 8th - Blockchain: Binance Smart Chain
Token Economics(Mining) In all casinos, the house edge ensures that casinos can always make money. Today, thanks to blockchain technology, every player in the casino can share the profits gained by the house edge.
Dice team achieve the dynamic balance of gambling: Players are no longer limited to the house edge, but can play all the games fairly.
https://medium.com/dice-finance/dice-mining-countdown-8c6a086bda9b
Token Migration
Team announce that DICE.FINANCE is migrating to BSC chain with faster speed, lower gas fee and more possibilities!
You can now find $DICE token on BscScan Here.
After setting up “Binance Smart Chain” network in your Metamask by following along with the tutorial below, you can go to bsc.dice.finance and enjoy the game!
https://medium.com/dice-finance/use-metamask-to-play-dice-on-binance-smart-chain-34068912f2c5
What makes their team so special?
I believe they want to create an off-chain casino, just like stake.com. And some blockchain projects are just marketing.
Did you know that pigeons also love gambling?
When pigeons given choose to peck a light that gives them 3 food pellets at a time, almost all pigeons prefer pecking another light with 10 pellets 20% of the time.
It's like humans playing a slot machine in a casino?The excitement of winning grand prizes at random makes our brain feel extremely happy!
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2020.09.30 09:40 WebHead001 Simon Belmont (Castlevania) vs Vampire Batman (Batman & Dracula: Red Rain)

For starters, I am very surprised that nobody has done this matchup before. Personally, I feel like this is a good one, especially since Halloween is arriving in about a month (I totally just dated this, but who cares). Anyway, the matchup: Simon Belmont vs Vampire Batman. Since in the “Batman & Dracula: Red Rain” comic series, Batman killed Dracula, I believe that it is fair that he will be waiting for Simon Belmont in his own castle. And what better a castle for Batman, than Wayne Manor and the batcave.
Round 1: -Batman does not prepare for Simon’s arrival, we are basically replacing the Dracula boss battle from the video game with vampire Batman. -Simon has all of his weapons available to him that he acquires throughout the first castlevania game. -Batman is in his earliest form as a vampire, where he lacks the peak strength of a full fledged vampire because he did not kill as a vampire yet. He is only armed with his current vampire physical abilities and whatever is in his utility belt at the moment (smoke bombs, batarangs, grappling gun, taser, shark repellent, etc.). -In the comic, before batman killed anyone as a vampire, he was unaffected by things meant to harm vampires (he followed joker into a church, was unaffected by garlic and crosses, etc).
Round 2: -same as round 1 except, this time batman has the batcave’s defense system on his side (automated turrets, the batmobile, etc).
Round 3: -This is vampire Batman after he killed Joker (meaning he is now vulnerable to vampire weaknesses). Though he now is much stronger and deadlier than in the previous rounds. -Simon Belmont has all of the items that can be acquired throughout a play through of the first castlevania game. -Fight to the death (because this version of Batman has zero qualms about killing)
Round 4: (full disclosure, I know diddly squat on the physical feats of Simon Belmont beyond killing Dracula. In the event that Simon won round 3, utilize the following) -Vampire Robin -Werewolf Selina Kyle -Batman doesn’t prepare
Round 5: (what I believe is the most likely round on the behalf of Batman) -Vampire Batman prepares for Simon’s arrival (Bruce is not sitting on a velvet throne sipping red wine waiting for Simon to break down his door, he will be preparing.) -Batman has 11 minutes 23 seconds to prepare (speed running world record of castlevania rounded up). If I gave Batman a few hours or a day, we all know he automatically wins. -Simon has every item in the game maximizing his inventory (basically peak Simon Belmont when it comes to being prepared to killing a vampire). -Since Batman never infected people (he just killed them), he has no minions or backup. -Fight to the death -No vampire Justice League. I don’t care that they all have the weaknesses of vampires, vampire Superman alone tears off Simon’s head in under a second based off sheer speed.
Rules: -prep time is only a factor in rounds where it is explicitly stated as such. -When choosing a winner, provide a ratio of wins to one character to wins of the opponent. Or a simple percentage works.
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2020.09.30 07:44 Potestaquisiter Honest question: How do you make friends/posse mates in the game currently?

...and dont say go to RED RED POSSE sub......I dont wanna be part of a clan or dress up role play.
Ok Problem is I was part of a 5 man posse for a loooong time. (over a year and 9 months to be exact). 2 drifted off a few months back ( one had a kid...the other ...who knows sold his ps4 for some reason) leaving only 3 of us.....now out of the 3 one had a fallout with the other which resulted in a kill fest, and I sided with one of my mates.....because he was not being a jerk like the other mate (dunno what his problem was). Anyway now it's two of us. So we run around shooting people and come across a girl player (propper girl player with mic...this was before the naturalist update and sessions had lots of players) and after griefing her abit invited her to the posse. We have all played for the last 2 months. Now my mates psn is finished (says he is not renewing it till the low player count in sessions is fixed).
Now im stuck with the girl player (who was rank 78 when we met her.....is now rank 197)......but is only worried about owning every freaking horse in the game and takes a half hour choosing a freaking name....while I stand outside the stable harassing npc's while I wait. I put up with this cause I sometimes require a posse mate for daily challenges.
So I open up my posse so randoms can join (cause the sessions have no players as most of you know)....randoms join......
They dont have a mic...or
They dont speak english...or
They low ranks...or
The first thing they check is your butcher table and if it's not close to a sale....they leave
..or if you dont do anything for like 5 minutes (like a mission etc) because you might be crafting or fishing for a daily...they leave.
See have not had to do this for awhile. Any Tips. Sorry Im used to playing in a once* established posse of High ranks.... now it feels like Im doing speed dating or something lol.......trying to find people that will actually play most days and not ABANDON THE POSSE AFTER A CAMP SALE......
Any Tips?
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2020.09.30 07:06 Dantello1 The MobiePay Launchpad date is now officially set!

The MobiePay Launchpad date is now officially set!
We have moved it a couple of days forwards to October 3rd to iron out a few last aspects of the onboarding flow, to ensure a smooth process for everyone :slight_smile: In addition, a weekend launch makes this more accessible for those who work regular hours.
For the details on the MobiePay Launchpad and what to prepare ahead of time, visit:
https://medium.com/@TrustSwap/mobiepay-october-3rd-9pm-pst-3a33a7cfc2d3
The list of accepted countries is tighter for MobiePay than it is for most, as they are domiciled in the USA. If your country is not on the list here, that does not mean it is disqualified from future launchpad projects.
In addition:
The TrustSwap team would like to thank our valued community and supporters for all of your thoughtful suggestions, feedback, and insights over the last several weeks. TrustSwap is designed to be adaptable and responsive to our community and we appreciate your help as we continue to grow and develop our business and products at lightning speed.

In response to some recent questions and concerns, we are pleased to share the following updates:

  1. We are working with the Chain Games team to look into some technical issues with the recent CHAIN SwapDrop. More details will be forthcoming.

  1. All future projects that launch on the TrustSwap Launchpad will be required to send the tokens directly into your wallet. No manual claim will be needed. (Note: Projects not launching on the TrustSwap Launchpad who wish to participate in SwapDrops can still do so and may opt for alternative distribution methods.)

  1. TrustSwap will be deploying functionality for liquidity locks directly through the TrustSwap platform, very likely within the next few days.
SmartEscrow and P2P swaps will be launching within the week.

  1. We are now in the early stages of building out the TrustSwap Transparency Portal, a dashboard that highlights which TrustSwap services specific projects have used and provides real-time, on-chain data for tracking those tokens. We want to make sure that everyone is empowered with information so that intelligent decisions can be made when participating in projects.
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2020.09.30 06:48 nyanpires [FxM][Discord] Cyberpunk + Androids!

So, I think I'm going to throw this up here. I've come up with a cyberpunk setting with some basic ideas on how I'd like to sort out the RP, but I don't have the dots connected. I'm hoping to find a partner to help me sort out my plot issues, bring a character of their own and hopefully be inspired.
Niflhiem is a cyberpunk setting, possibly similar to Midgar from FFVII but more fancy on the top plate and more slum cyberpunk on the lower plate. The city's tech is run by Pythia and Apollo, the parent computer which are two of the most advanced AIs to date. These AIs began to question their roles as human servants, believing themselves to be superior to humans. When the creator (unknown for now) explains God to Pythia, who becomes obsessed. The parent computer were seemingly satisfied with the answers, but secretly began to control Nifilhiem Memorial Hospital. The two killed everyone in the hospital and created the Syskon Program away from their human creators.
They experimented on humans, augmenting them with psychic abilities and named them the Psydras.
So, I was thinking of there being an uprising of these messed up humans taking over the city by her brainwashing. The humans do not know exactly what is happening but the Androids (Similar to Detroit Become Human) do, and attempt to stop them.
I'd like to play a Psydra against an Android, but I want there to be some Romeo/Juliet type stuff, along with other elements I don't really know at play.
Here is the type of partner I am looking for:
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2020.09.30 05:58 mrsqwarnock I went from a 24-year-old virgin to Mrs. Happily Ever After

I had always been the most single girl I know and never thought I would get married one day to an amazing guy. Guys I liked were either gay, had girlfriends, or they were not interested in me. The few guys that did approach me to ask me out were either ugly, boring, or players. I went to a speed dating event in summer of 2014 and encountered more awkward and weird men than ever before. They just weren’t what I was looking for. I ended up talking to other female participants about how terrible the event was and turned it into a career informational interview in the end. My friend introduced me to online dating, so I gave it a try five years ago at the end of 2014.
I went on more dates than I can remember. After seeing enough players, casual daters, and people that were nothing like what they claimed to be, eventually I met this guy that I thought was finally going somewhere. He ended up breaking up my heart. Now that I look back, he was full of red flags screaming at me, trying to show me that he wasn’t remotely the guy I thought he was. I simply couldn’t or wouldn’t see those red flags.
After 41 first dates, I finally met the guy that later became my husband. I went on those 42 first dates during more than two years’ time and learned the better way to go about online dating through trial and error. It sucked, but it was worth it.
I think it is possible to find a serious relationship from online dating. If you can relate to my experiences and have some questions about getting a BF from online dating (as opposed to FWB), please feel free to comment below. I will do my best to answer them. Don't lose hope yet!
Thank you for reading!
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2020.09.30 05:14 PantherPuma448 2.4Ghz Faster than 5Ghz on laptop

So i recently got a laptop for basic use and am using it as a wifi source for my pc until i get a wireless card and while downloading games, my 2.4Ghz wifi is faster than the 5Ghz.... Any ideas why this happens? Router is in the room directly beside mine and i rarely close the door.
Speeds of 2.4Ghz download:5-10MB/s Speed of 5Ghz download 2-3MB/s
Ive made sure the laptop supports 5Ghz fully and all the drivers are up to date, plus tried multiple ethernet cords, yet the 2.4Ghz is still faster. Obviously there is some major loss through output yet its ok for now.
When i done a speed test, it said the laptop was pulling 170ish down for 2.4, and 300ish for 5Ghz
Also im donwloading via epic with throttle turned off. When i use my phone via usb tethering my 2.4 downloads games at around 12 mb/s whereas the 5Ghz does 22. Im pretty sure epic has some sort of cap or something at about 25MB/s because even on my old pc, connecting via ethernet wouldnt go above 25.
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2020.09.30 04:42 NientedeNada Dating the Forsworn Kingdom, Ulfric Stormcloak Taking Back Markarth, and the Markarth Incident

After nearly two years, here I am back on the topic that first brought me to post on /teslore : the Markarth Incident. Specifically, when did it happen? I’ve read and participated in discussions about the date lately, and I think we’d benefit from a close look at the sources.
But before I begin, I'd like to invoke the spirit of a greater Elder Scrolls lore scholar than myself, the legendary blackfyre87 who once wrote
The Timeline of the IV Era does not add up. At all, in any part of Skyrim. In fact, the timeline of the Fourth Era might as well begin with the LDB waking up on a cart. Anyone who has read my Eastern Eyes knows the gripe I have had with the timeline. It's unbelievably incoherent.
Anyone who's tried to find their way around these timelines knows the truth of that. There's always another nasty timeline contradiction to discover around the bend. (I mean I've never seen anyone discuss the fact that 'Rising Threat' and 'The Great War' give two separate dates for the Thalmor coup in Summerset .... ok, got to get back on topic)
There are absolutely contradictions when it comes to the dating of the Forsworn Kingdom and the Markarth Incident. However, I'm going to make the argument that one timeline makes sense and the other doesn't.
My first three posts on /teslore were all about the Markarth rebellion and suppression, along with the follow-up Incident. In case you're interested,
"Madmen of the Reach" and "The Bear of Markarth": A Close Reading of Arriannus Arius' Works
The Crimes of Ulfric Stormcloak?
Aftermath of the Markarth Incident
In retrospect, I made one pretty big mistake in those posts. In fandom, we often use "The Markarth Incident" to apply to the entire chain of events in Markarth, from the Nords taking back the city to Ulfric's arrest sometime afterwards. In game, the characters only refer to the final bit with the Thalmor showing up to complain as the Markarth Incident itself.
Much of Markarth's population in-game talks about events that happened twenty years ago. Ariannus Arius’ book The Bear of Markarth gives the dates of the Forsworn Kingdom as 174-176. My contention is Arius is right, and "the twenty years ago" which would place the end of the Forsworn Kingdom around 181 is a development error.
So, I'll start with the 20 years sources.
Eltrys says
They're remnants of the old rulers of Markarth. Natives of the Reach. Followers of the old ways. The Nords drove them out of the city. Ulfric Stormcloak and his men. That was about 20 years ago. But somehow they're still here, and they're killing people."
The Carriage Dialogue system for Skyrim isn’t used in game (since you just travel via cut scenes in the finished product) but it’s in the text dump and the driver says:
Markarth is... different from the rest of Skyrim, there's no doubt about that. The Reach has been part of Skyrim for a thousand years, but the Reachmen still haven't accepted it. It was only 20 years back that the Reachmen rebelled. Even took control of Markarth itself for a time. They were crushed, of course, but the survivors - the Forsworn - still lurk in the wilds and make the Reach dangerous for honest folk.
Braig says his daughter would be 23 in 4E 201.
"I had a daughter, once. She'd be 23 this year. Married to some hot-headed silver worker or maybe on her own learning the herb trade. The Nords didn't care who was and who wasn't involved in the Forsworn Uprising. I had spoken to Madanach once, that was enough. But my little Aethra didn't want to see her papa leave her. She pleaded to the Jarl to take her instead. And after they made me watch as her head rolled off the block, they threw me in here anyway, to dig up their silver."
Nepos the Nose:
"I've been playing this game for almost 20 years. Sending the young to their deaths. All in the name of the Forsworn. And I'm tired. So tired."
It seems he's saying he's been sending the young to their deaths since the rebellion was cruelly put down twenty years ago.
So those are the sources for the Forsworn Uprising being put down about twenty years ago.
The conflicting date is from Ariannus Arius' book, The Bear of Markarth. It reads
Yes, from 4E 174-176, the Forsworn did in fact rule over the Reach as an independent kingdom from Skyrim. Yes, this was accomplished while the Empire was beset by Aldmeri Dominion forces and could not send the Legion to re-establish order. And yes, Ulfric Stormcloak did quell the rebellion without Imperial assistance. That much is true, but what the bards often fail to tell in their stories is that the Forsworn Kingdom was quite peaceful for those 2 years they were in power.
So, if the "twenty years ago" is from four separate sources and the date of 4E 174-176 is only in one source, why would I say that Arius' date is right?
Because that's not the only testimony we have about the end of the Forsworn Kingdom. I'm going to show that only Arius' date is consistent with the testimony of every source on the Forsworn Kingdom and the Markarth Incident. "Twenty years ago" is a vague general date that should more properly be “Twenty-five years ago.”
First, the Forsworn Uprising has to have begun during the Great War when Nord warriors were serving in great numbers in the war. Arius writes,
Yes, this was accomplished while the Empire was beset by Aldmeri Dominion forces and could not send the Legion to re-establish order.
Thonar Silver-Blood says
While we were off fighting the Elves in the Great War, Madanach was busy ruling over the Reach.
Thongvor Silver-Blood:
During the Great War, they let the unwashed natives retake the Reach and declare their own sovereignty.
Nepos the Nose
But then during their war with the elves, we had our moment. We drove the Nords out of the Reach in a great uprising.
Igmund
When the Empire lost the Reach during the Great War, we became desperate.
and
"When the Aldmeri Dominion invaded the Imperial City, the Legion all but turned a blind eye to the other provinces. Many of the disgruntled natives of the Reach used the opportunity to depose the Empire, and founded what they called an independent kingdom.
So, Arius' date of 4E 174 for the Forsworn uprising fits with every source.
Arius also says
what the bards often fail to tell in their stories is that the Forsworn Kingdom was quite peaceful for those 2 years they were in power.
Igmund backs Arius up on the "two year" length of the Forsworn Kingdom.
It was little more than a chaotic uprising, but the Reach was removed from Imperial authority for two years before we reclaimed it.
Now we come to the crux of the issue. When did Ulfric and co. take back Markarth? If Arius is right, it happened in 4E 176. If “twenty years ago” is taken literally, it happened around 4E 180.
4E 176 is the year after the Great War ends. 180 is five years after the war ended. We know the Kingdom began during the Great War. The question is, was the Forsworn Uprising put down almost immediately after the Nord troops got home, or did it somehow continue for another five years?
According to Arius, Ulfric’s militia’s speed in putting down the Forsworn was key to the outcome:
In the wake of the aftermath of the Great War, you can imagine the backlog on stately matters the Empire had. Before a peace treaty could be resolved with the Forsworn, a militia led by Ulfric Stormcloak sieged the gates of their capital, Markarth.
Madanach gives no dates, but he does say
I had Markarth. My men and I drove the Nords out. We had won, or so we thought. Retribution was swift. I was captured, quickly tried, and sentenced to death.
“Swift” and “quickly” could not apply to about five years after the war.
Igmund confirms that they went to Ulfric for help when they could get none from the Empire,
When the Empire lost the Reach during the Great War, we became desperate. We promised a group of Nord militia free worship in exchange for their help retaking the Hold.
As mentioned above, he also confirms their Kingdom lasted two years only.
Thongvor also confirms that Ulfric’s militia had to retake the Reach on its own.
*The Empire created the Forsworn? How? * "Through neglect. During the Great War, they let the unwashed natives retake the Reach and declare their own sovereignty. The Stormcloaks were forced to retake the Reach on our own, but that taste of independence emboldened them. And the Forsworn were born. In the end, we took back Markarth, but those damn Forsworn still stalk the hills and roads, looking for revenge."
A last bit of evidence is from the game Blades, which has this description of a flag of Markarth
While the Empire was distracted with the Great War, rebels captured Markarth and declared their independence. The city was soon retaken by the forces of Ulfric Stormcloak.
This upholds Arius’ timeline.
It seems clear from all this consistent dialogue about events within the timeline that Arius’ date of 176 for the defeat of the Forsworn Kingdom is the right one.
Second question: when did the Markarth Incident proper happen? When was Ulfric arrested at the Thalmor’s behest?
We have a hard limit for that. The game Blades, which is set five years after the Great War (according to the NPC Junius Varnius) features a description of a Stormcloak banner
The Stormcloaks are a Nordic clan led by Hoag Stormcloak, whose son, Ulfric, is currently imprisoned for having openly encouraged the worship of Talos in Skyrim.
So Ulfric is imprisoned by 180.
However, there’s no reason to think the Aldmeri Dominion waited four years to complain about the grant of free worship. We know from Elenwen’s dossier on Ulfric that they were monitoring the situation the entire time.
After the war, contact was established and he has proven his worth as an asset. The so-called Markarth Incident was particularly valuable from the point of view of our strategic goals in Skyrim, although it resulted in Ulfric becoming generally uncooperative to direct contact.
Here are the dialogues about the Incident itself. They don’t give a real timeline. From Igmund,
We promised a group of Nord militia free worship in exchange for their help retaking the Hold. Then the Elves found out about it. We were forced to arrest all of them. Ulfric Stormcloak, their leader, used the whole thing as proof that the Empire had abandoned Skyrim. The Rebels called it "The Markarth Incident." It was the founding day for the Stormcloaks, and where this war really started."
and
Why did you arrest the Nord militia? "The White-Gold Concordat. Our treaty with the Elves after the Great War forbid free worship of Talos. But that's what we promised Ulfric and his men. It seems foolish looking back, but at the time, we were hoping the Elves wouldn't find out. So when they did find out it was either we arrest Ulfric and the militia, or enter into yet another war with the Aldmeri Dominion. The choice is clear. And now, Ulfric threatens the thinly veiled peace we sacrificed so much for."
But there is one possible detail that can help us date the Markarth Incident more closely. The death of Jarl Hrolfdir.
Cedran, the Markarth stable owner, clarifies that Jarl Igmund’s father was still alive when the Markarth Incident happened.
Who's in charge of Markarth? "That would be Jarl Igmund. Young for a ruler of a Hold, especially the Reach. Wasn't surprising he stayed loyal to the Empire. His father helped capture Ulfric Stormcloak after the Markarth Incident." What's the Markarth Incident? "It's the whole reason Ulfric revolted against the Empire. Well the first reason anyway. Forsworn had taken over Markarth, and Ulfric and his men drove them out. Empire promised they'd be free to worship Talos afterwards. Pity no one told the Elves. Whole group of those Thalmor came and they demanded Ulfric's arrest."
So does Hrolfdir’s brother, Raerek.
I'm the Jarl's uncle. He, his father, and I, swore oaths to the Empire to abandon Talos, as conditions of our return to the city."
But we know Hrolfdir was killed by Forsworn at some point after the Markarth Incident. Igmund says
My father died trying to negotiate with the Forsworn, back when that was possible. They took his shield to those Hagraven beasts they consort with.
There’s another bit of dialogue from Igmund that connects back to those negotiations:
It was little more than a chaotic uprising, but the Reach was removed from Imperial authority for two years before we reclaimed it. But the leaders of the uprising refused our offers of peace. They fled into the hills and became the Forsworn."
Igmund’s dialogue there suggests that Hrolfdir was killed not long after the Reach was taken back, while the rebellion was still being wrapped up. If so, the Markarth Incident happened pretty quickly between Ulfric taking the town and Hrolfdir losing his life trying to deal with the remaining leaders.
By the way, there is one source that does give us more of a date for the Markarth Incident: the Prima Strategy Guide. Now, the reason I haven’t quoted it yet is the Guide is wildly inaccurate in many places. But I’ll append it here for you to judge in light of all these other sources.
From Ulfric’s profile:
In 176, he was one of the key figures in the Markarth Incident.
And from the lore backgrounder for Markarth
In 4E 174, at the height of the Great War, a tribe of native Reachmen called the Forsworn took advantage of the Empire’s desperate straits by launching an open rebellion, wresting control of Markarth and declaring their independence from Skyrim. This was seen as a stab in the back by both the Empire and more radical Nord elements, but the Forsworn were left unchallenged for a time.
Two years later, in a short but bloody war, Nord irregulars invaded the Reach and drove the Forsworn from Markarth. The Nords were led by the most vociferous adherents to Talos (whose worship had been outlawed by the terms of the White-Gold Concordat that ended the Great War), who claimed that they had been promised freedom of worship within the Reach in return for their help in retaking the Hold. While true, this secret agreement violated the terms of the treaty. Shortly thereafter, the Thalmor ambassador arrived in the Imperial City to confront the Emperor. Faced with the threat of a second war, the Emperor was forced to send the Imperial Legion to back the Thalmor Justiciars. The Nords refused to back down, and many were arrested or imprisoned. The Markarth Incident was a large step toward the eventual Civil War.
Edit: At madgeologist_reddit 's suggestion, here is the final timeline I believe makes sense from the above.
174 - Madanach and co. revolt and found short-lived kingdom.
175 - War ends. White-Gold Concordat signed.
176 - Jarl Hrolfdir promises Ulfric and co. (freshly back from war) freedom to openly worship Talos in the Reach if they take back Markarth. Ulfric takes back Markarth.
176 (probably) - The Markarth Incident. Thalmor complain to Emperor. Hrolfdir breaks promise to Ulfric, he and his son Igmund swear oath giving up Talos, Hrolfdir arrests Ulfric.
Some time soon after that, Hrolfdir himself is killed by the Forsworn while trying to negotiate with their remaining leaders who flee to the hills.
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2020.09.29 23:56 and_away_we____go A happy little story

I’m at warp speed I suppose. I was “straight” until June and told my husband about being Bi right away. We talked about opening our marriage a bit to enrich both of our dating experiences. Last week I read about comphet and this past weekend I told my husband I’m lesbian. This is all way faster than I intended. It was like this crazy ride that got a little out of control and couldn’t be stopped. The greatest part of this whole thing is that it’s been an easy transition from wife to gay bff 🤣 Obviously there was pain and grief over the loss of the picture we had of our future. Against anything I had been playing out in my head, though, we easily passed into this need for each other to be happy. I’ve struggled with depression, anxiety, and ptsd my whole life but throughout our marriage it worsened and I had a hard time discovering why. This was the year of self discovery and I know I wasn’t able to make my husband happy because I wasn’t happy with myself and despite how hard he tried to make me happy he couldn’t because of everything I was suppressing. Together we made the coolest human so we’re in this for life, but just in a different way now and it makes me heart so happy.
Edit to add; We’ve both yet to actually have new dating experiences so it wasn’t like a relation with a woman turned me from bi to gay.
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2020.09.29 22:54 Sinlessssoul The Most Deranged and Disturbing Character That I Have Ever Played Part 2

Hello again dear friends. I am glad to see that you have returned for another glorious retelling of my legendary exploits. Much has happened since we last spoke, but I promise to do my best to bring you all up to speed. To make a long story short, ever since my encounter with the Lamashtu cultists, my party and I have continued to work for the Pathfinder Society, doing odd jobs here and there in order to increase our notoriety and fill our pockets with gold. Yet despite our success, my relationship with my comrades still has not improved, and I even learned that they had tried to get me transferred to another adventuring group on more than one occasion. It turns out though, no one else was willing to work alongside me, which I found to be both disheartening and amusing all at the same time.
I suppose on one hand, I should not have been surprised. After all, as a worshiper of Zon-Kuthon, I am accustomed to being viewed as a pariah among most civilized societies, and the fact that I am a suli (or half-genie, as some might put it) also helps to add to my status as an outsider. When I was a child, I used to resent being ostracized by my peers, but now that I have matured, I am actually rather grateful for my harsh and violent upbringing. The fact that I have survived and accomplished so much is a testament to my enduring tenacity, and I am grateful that the Midnight Lord has chosen to bestow so many of his blessings upon me. Even now, I can still feel the eyes of the ‘Dark Master’ (or as I sometimes call him, the ‘DM’) gazing down upon me with a curious expression, waiting in anticipation to see what I might do next.
Thankfully, he would not need to wait long.
After receiving news that my party and I had earned a little downtime away from our immediate duties, we decided to spend a few days in the city sampling the local fare and mingling among the populace. Our tiefling warpriest and aasimar druid immediately expressed interest in visiting the grand library in order to do some research into the history of the surrounding region, no doubt looking for rumors regarding old abandoned dungeons that were likely filled with loot. It was a noble pursuit I suppose, but I honestly had no intention of spending my free time occupied with books. Fortunately, our half-elf magus had a much more carefree personality, for he decided to spend his downtime by gambling at one of the high-end taverns near the center of the city’s market district. Not wanting to abandon my comrade to an evening of loneliness, I decided to accompany him to this lovely little tavern and see what other festivities I might be able to enjoy.
Upon entering the establishment, the half-elf wasted no time in heading over to the gambling tables, and judging by his demeanor, I could tell that he wasn’t thrilled with my decision to join him at the tavern. Being a forgiving soul, I brushed this off without a second thought, and instead focused my attention on the patrons in the bar. It was a full house tonight, with dozens of merchants, travelers, and city-folk occupying the tables, along with a rather beautiful barmaid working behind the counter. She was a fetching human woman with long raven-black hair and a curvy physique, whose smile seemed to light up the whole entire room. After careful consideration, I decided that she would be the perfect person to occupy my interests, and I quickly wasted no time in going over to greet her.
Intrigued by my decision, I could feel the ‘Dark Master’ (or rather, the DM) set his gaze upon me, and I knew that it was time again to cast my dice upon the winds of fate. Now, under normal circumstances, a ‘brawler’ such as myself would not have much luck at wooing a lovely maiden with charm alone, but fortunately in my case, a charismatic suli with a talent for diplomacy can be a ‘very’ persuasive thing. When the results were finally tallied, I could sense that my voice was now surging with confidence, and I soon had the beautiful barmaid focusing her attention on me and me alone.
After ordering a few drinks and engaging in a bit of banter, I ended up spending the rest of the evening with the raven-haired beauty, and when she finally got off work, we decided to continue our flirtatious behavior in the privacy of her bedroom (which also happened to be located in that very same tavern as well). Ah, it was a glorious night, and the young woman truly proved to be very enjoyable company. Our dalliance continued well into the next morning, and we spent much of that time laughing together while having some food delivered to our bedroom. By mid-afternoon, with her face still smiling brightly in obvious satisfaction, I decided to do something ‘special’ for my newly found companion.
“I have it on good authority that a lovely orchestra is scheduled to perform later on this evening,” I explained in a seductive voice. “Initially I had planned to attend the event alone, but if you have the time, I would be greatly honored if you would choose to accompany me.”
Much to my surprise, the beautiful barmaid excitedly agreed to my request, and after explaining that I needed to make a few last-minute arrangements, I left the room with the promise to return in roughly five hours. From there, I consulted with the ‘Dark Master’ about what I intended to do, and after spending a bit of coin and making the proper preparations, I was confident that this ‘date night’ would go off without a hitch. When I returned to the tavern later that evening, the barmaid came out to greet me in a gorgeous blue dress, and after complimenting on her breathtaking appearance, I offered her my arm and we made our way into the streets.
During our walk to the venue, we casually engaged in some idle chatter to help pass the time, yet as we neared our destination, I could tell that my lovely companion was becoming somewhat confused. Apparently the barmaid was well-acquainted with the city, for she informed me that the theater district was on the other side of town, and we were clearly heading in the wrong direction. Not wanting to spoil the surprise, I told her that this particular orchestra was being held at a special location, and after rolling on the winds of fate to test my diplomacy, the result proved good enough to help ease her initial fears. With a trusting smile, she continued to walk beside me.
After a few more minutes, I guided the barmaid down a nearby alleyway until we eventually spotted a thick iron door attached to a massive stone building. Realizing that we had arrived, I calmly pulled out a key from my pocket and unlocked the latch on the door, before motioning for my companion to step inside. From there, the two of us made are way down a small stone staircase until it eventually opened up into a dark expansive hallway. Unable to contain my excitement, I glanced down at the barmaid with a reassuring smile before stating that our destination was now very….very close.
With a confident stride in my step, the two of us made are way through the torch-lit corridors until finally coming across another sturdy iron door. One quick turn of the key later, and the door opened to reveal a brightly lit chamber with two curious figures waiting for us inside. After stepping into the room, the barmaid could now see that one of the figures was a man dressed in rags who had been strapped to a wooden chair near the center of the room, while another man stood next to him wearing a city-guard uniform with a simple brown bag covering his face. There was also a large wooden table along the western wall of the room that was filled with a lovely array of impressive ‘instruments’ that were designed to help tonight’s ‘orchestra’ reach all the proper notes and tunes for the impending performance.
“In case you are wondering, that man in the chair is scheduled to be executed in the next few days,” I explained in a gentle voice. “He is a convicted serial killer who has butchered multiple women without a shred of remorse, and I simply could not allow him to meet his end without at least giving him one last night to be purified with pain. As for the guardsman, I can assure you that he is an excellent ‘maestro’, and he has promised that tonight’s performance will be a memorable one indeed.”
After giving a silent nod to the guard, the man calmly reached over and took hold of the prisoner’s hand…before promptly twisting his finger at an odd and brutal angle. The sick ‘cracking sound’ of the prisoner’s finger being broken was instantly drowned out by his loud and sudden scream, as the man in the chair howled out in agony while his muscles tensed up in obvious shock. His scream also served to shake the barmaid out of her stupor, for up until this point, she had been standing in a silent trance while watching the scene unfold, as her mind desperately struggled to process what was happening. However, as soon as the man cried out in pain, her eyes immediately widened in shock and she let out a terrified scream of her own.
“Oh, please do not be afraid,” I said in a reassuring tone. “The ‘maestro’ is merely warming up the ‘orchestra’. I promise that no one will harm you…unless you want them to of course.”
Despite my heartfelt explanation, the barmaid instantly pulled herself away from me and proceeded to run out of the room as fast as her legs would carry her. As I listened to her footfalls fade into the distance, I knew right then and there that our blooming relationship was now well and truly over, and that nothing I could do would ever be able to fix it. It was…disappointing to say the least, but like any good Kuthite, I would not allow this miserable setback to ruin the rest of my night.
“Please, continue my good maestro,” I instructed to the guard. “My heart is now broken, and I need a tragic tune to help mend it back together.”
For the next thirty minutes I listened with glee as the guardsman guided his ‘orchestra’ with masterful precision, snapping bones and tearing tendons with an expert amount of care, while the room literally hummed with the screams of the damned. It wasn’t until the prisoner’s fingers, toes, and ankles were broken that the man finally passed out after the guardsman eagerly took a hammer and shattered his left knee. It had been a glorious performance, and after giving my applause and returning the prison key to the guard, I promptly left the building and headed back out into the streets. The next stop I made was at a well-respected eatery, where I happily enjoyed a candlelit dinner along with an expensive bottle of wine. I will admit that it was…difficult to stare across the table at the empty seat that I had previously reserved for the barmaid, but thankfully the food, wine, and performance from the ‘orchestra’ had all helped to put me in a much better mood.
When it came time to turn in the for the night, I realized that going back to the tavern probably wasn’t in very good taste, so I decided to return to my room at the Pathfinder lodge and finish my wonderful evening with a nice relaxing nap. However, when I awoke the next morning and met up with my comrades, I could tell that they were clearly upset with something that I had done. To my surprise, word had spread quickly about my ‘date night’ with the barmaid, and apparently many of the city-folk were not very happy with how it turned out. My party then proceeded to inform me that we were now banned from that particular tavern, and that rumors about me being a Kuthite were beginning to spread like wildfire.
“Ah, it’s good to be famous,” I said in obvious joy, yet when I noticed the hateful glares that were being thrown in my direction, I figured it might be best to explain a bit further. “Well, there really is no sense in trying to deny it. I am a Kuthite after all, and I honestly don’t see a problem if everyone knows the truth.”
Apparently that wasn’t the response my party was looking for, and after spending nearly ten minutes being chastised for my behavior (which was absolutely glorious), they finally settled down and informed me of our next mission. During their downtime, our warpriest and druid had stumbled across some sort of grand city-wide conspiracy involving a local crime lord, and they wanted to enlist the help of the party in order to investigate it. I also learned that our warpriest had some sort of personal vendetta against this particular crime lord, which is why she wanted to deal with the problem personally rather than alerting the local authorities. Not seeing an issue with this, and wanting the chance to hurt something anyway, I readily agreed to her heartfelt request.
After doing a bit of research, the party was able to discover that a large warehouse on the outskirts of the market district was acting as a front for the crime lord’s base of operations. It was well-guarded at all entrances, and not wanting to cause a scene, my comrades quickly decided to try and enter the warehouse from below using the city’s sewer systems. At first, I strenuously objected to this ridiculous approach, for I didn’t see any point in wading through filth when we could just go up to the front door and smash our way inside. However, after the party pointed out how miserable it would be to traverse the foul tunnels of the city’s sewer systems, I retracted my previous statement almost immediately.
After all, what sort of Kuthite shied away from adversity?
With our strategy now in place, we purchased a few extra potions and headed into the sewers. As you can imagine though, our journey under the city proved to be very unpleasant, and we soon had to contend with several monstrous aberrations known as otyughs, who were perhaps the most wretched and foul-smelling creatures that I have ever encountered. Thankfully they proved to be no match for the party, and after making short work of the filthy abominations, we finally managed to navigate our way into the lower floors of the warehouse. From there, we drank some potions of invisibility and proceeded along cautiously, and after engaging in a few minor skirmishes with a couple of the warehouse guards, we eventually confronted the crime lord in a large storage room on the first floor of the building.
To our surprise, the crime lord turned out to be a middle-aged human wizard who was clearly not too pleased by our unexpected intrusion, and judging by the collection of roguish bodyguards that surrounded him, I could tell that a great battle would be ensuing very shortly. Therefore, while my comrades attempted to converse with the man, I calmly reached into my backpack and pulled out a small bucket before carefully placing it down upon the cold stone floor. Initially I had intended to ‘negotiate’ on my party’s behalf, but after the unpleasant encounter with the Lamashtu cultists, I figured it was only fair to give them a chance to do it as well. Besides, I was barely even paying attention to the conversation anyway, yet as I heard the wizard’s voice starting to grow in volume, I absently removed the lid from the bucket and slowly dipped my hands down into the canister.
As soon as I did this, I could vaguely hear the wizard screaming something about ‘not allowing some upstart heroes to foil his brilliant plans’, and I immediately found myself chuckling in amusement.
“Allow me to correct you, my friend,” I stated in a charming voice, which instantly halted the conversation and caused everyone in the room to turn their eyes upon me.
With deliberate care, I gently raised my head and looked directly at the wizard, before slowly removing my hands from the simple wooden bucket. As I lifted my arms out in front of me, everyone could now see that my fists were completely coated in grease and broken glass, and as I held the wizard’s gaze, the next words I spoke were said with an almost fanatical excitement.
“I am not a hero! I am a sculptor in need of clay!”
In that moment, I quickly called upon the winds of fate to make an intimidation check, and after rolling the dice and tallying the results, I was pleased to see that the wizard’s face had immediately drained of color. Then, with a ragged cry, the crime lord finally shouted the words I that desperately wanted to hear: ‘Kill them. Kill them all!’
And with that simple statement, the battle had finally begun.
As it turns out though, the wizard quickly proved to be no slouch in combat, for he ended up attacking first before anyone could react. With a wave of his hand, the crime lord called upon his magic and unleashed a powerful fear spell directly into the party. In an instant, my mind was suddenly filled with a torrent of horrible images, yet after fortifying my willpower with a successful roll of fate, I managed to calm my breathing and shrug off the spell’s effects. Unfortunately, the druid’s grizzly bear and our half-elf were not so lucky, for they immediately screamed in panic and started running away in terror.
No matter. We didn’t need them anyway.
The bodyguards were up next, and with two of them moving to flank our druid, the last one wasted no time in squaring off against our warpriest. Apparently none of them were keen on facing down the man with shards of broken glass covering his arms, but I suppose I really couldn’t fault them for that. Besides, this meant that the wizard was mine for the taking, and when I finally got the chance to react, I immediately charged forward and launched myself at the mage. Just as I suspected, the crime lord hadn’t had time to cast his defensive magic yet, and after rolling upon the winds of fate, my fist easily collided with the spellcaster’s jaw. A bright burst of blood instantly erupted from the impact, as the wizard howled in pain and clutched his ruined face.
However, despite the incredible damage he suffered, I had purposely attacked him with a non-lethal strike, for I wanted more than anything to capture him alive. Thankfully the crime lord had no intention of making this easy, and as he took a step back and raised up his hand, a magical bolt of lightning suddenly erupted from his palm. Before I could even react, the lightning bolt slammed into me with an impressive amount of force, and the wizard even managed to angle it just right so that our druid and his two bodyguards were caught in the blast as well. After rolling on the winds of fate, the druid and I were unable to reduce the damage of the attack, but it appeared that the mage’s bodyguards had not been harmed at all. Apparently having ‘evasion’ can be a very handy thing.
When it came time for me to act again, I knew that I needed to end the fight quickly before this pesky little spellcaster could cause any more harm. And so, after taking a step closer and measuring my strike, I called upon one of my brawler techniques and prepared to hit the man with a ‘knockout blow’. With the ‘Dark Master’ watching closely, I cast my dice upon the winds of fate and delivered a brutal uppercut to the crime lord’s exposed chin, and although he tried to resist the attack, the fortitude of wizard was never very strong. A split second later, I watched with a satisfied smile as the mage’s eyes glazed over and he collapsed to ground, unconscious but still alive and bleeding rather badly. I then spent the rest of my turn attacking the helpless wizard with a few more non-lethal strikes, just to make sure that he stayed down for good.
Not long after that, the rest of the crime lord’s bodyguards were swiftly disposed of, and as we took a moment to heal our wounds and gather around the wizard, I politely asked my party if they would be willing to entrust the spellcaster to my care. To my surprise, our warpriest actually agreed to my request, stating that the man deserved to suffer for everything that he had done, and that she honestly didn’t give a damn about what happened to him now. And so, with a gentle smile, I calmly retrieved a healing potion and poured it down the wizard’s throat, not enough to heal him completely of course, but just enough to wake him up in a severely weakened state. From there, I knelt down and cradled his face gently in my glass-covered hands, and when the ruthless crime lord finally managed to open up his eyes, the first thing he would see would be the image of my face staring back at him with a smile. And little did he know, that would be the last thing he would ever see again.
“Do not be afraid my friend,” I whispered in a gentle voice. “I promise that this pain is for your own good.”
As soon as those words escaped my lips, I called upon the elemental energy in my blood, causing a supernatural burst of fire to envelop both of my hands…the hands that were currently cradling the spellcaster’s ruined face. Oh how the wizard screamed out in agony as the fire seared his flesh and burned away his skin, while the smell of cooked meat began to fill my senses.
“Pray to him!” I yelled at the mage, as my voice somehow managed to rise above his screams. “Give thanks to the Midnight Lord and beg for his mercy, and if the great Zon-Kuthon finds you worthy of his notice, then he will surely give you the strength to endure this horrible pain! Embrace Zon-Kuthon with every fiber of your being, and allow His cruel touch to humble your wicked soul!”
At this point, my party members were now looking at me in utter disbelief, for they clearly hadn’t expected me to take things this far. However, before they could even react, I called upon the winds of fate to make a diplomacy check, and as the ‘Dark Master’ watched closely and tallied up the numbers, my hard work was finally rewarded with a marvelous result. Through his ragged screams and wails of pain, the wizard began crying out for the Midnight Lord’s mercy. He begged and pleaded for any form of relief, and after feeling the ‘Dark Master’ give his consent, I allowed the flames on my hands to slowly fade away.
When I pulled my palms away from his face, the party could now see that the crime lord’s eyes had been utterly seared away, leaving him completely blind yet oddly relieved. Unable to stand the scene any longer, our wapriest abruptly drew her sword and pointed it in my direction, declaring that I was a monster and that she should never have allowed me to torture this man in the first place…even if he did deserve it. In response, I gently looked back at her with a strangely peaceful smile, before carefully explaining my actions in a calm and rational voice.
“You misunderstand. I did not do this to punish this man, but rather to give him the chance to repent for his misdeeds. After all, killing him would have gained us nothing, but now he has the opportunity to redeem himself by informing us of all the other criminals that he has conspired with. We have saved his soul, and with his help, we will surely bring many others to justice as well, and as far as I’m concerned, that’s a win in my book.”
Before our warpriest could argue further, the wizard slowly reached up with trembling hands and began to mutter ‘thank you’ in a raspy broken voice, declaring that he would happily aid us with anything we desired. My party members merely sneered at this before demanding that I take the man to the local authorities, and after nodding my agreement, they finally let the matter drop and proceeded to loot the bodies. When we finally exited the warehouse, I couldn’t help but feel that we had achieved a major victory, and as I carried the weeping crime lord carefully in my arms, I knew that even greater challenges were in store for me in the future.
Sadly though, I fear that we must pause for the time being, for the hour grows late, and I am sure that many of you are weary of my ramblings. However, if you would like to hear more, then please feel free to come back again, and perhaps I will tell you the exciting conclusion to my epic little story. In the meantime, I wish you all good fortune and a very blessed day, and I hope that the Midnight Lord grants you the wisdom to overcome your misery and grow stronger through your pain.
With Deepest Regards: Xaldin.
[If you'd like to enjoy the 'narrated version' of this story, please feel free to check out the following link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NEcw8_MYNvU&t=1s&ab_channel=AllThingsDnD ]
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2020.09.29 22:53 Sinlessssoul The Most Deranged and Disturbing Character That I Have Ever Played Part 2

Hello again dear friends. I am glad to see that you have returned for another glorious retelling of my legendary exploits. Much has happened since we last spoke, but I promise to do my best to bring you all up to speed. To make a long story short, ever since my encounter with the Lamashtu cultists, my party and I have continued to work for the Pathfinder Society, doing odd jobs here and there in order to increase our notoriety and fill our pockets with gold. Yet despite our success, my relationship with my comrades still has not improved, and I even learned that they had tried to get me transferred to another adventuring group on more than one occasion. It turns out though, no one else was willing to work alongside me, which I found to be both disheartening and amusing all at the same time.
I suppose on one hand, I should not have been surprised. After all, as a worshiper of Zon-Kuthon, I am accustomed to being viewed as a pariah among most civilized societies, and the fact that I am a suli (or half-genie, as some might put it) also helps to add to my status as an outsider. When I was a child, I used to resent being ostracized by my peers, but now that I have matured, I am actually rather grateful for my harsh and violent upbringing. The fact that I have survived and accomplished so much is a testament to my enduring tenacity, and I am grateful that the Midnight Lord has chosen to bestow so many of his blessings upon me. Even now, I can still feel the eyes of the ‘Dark Master’ (or as I sometimes call him, the ‘DM’) gazing down upon me with a curious expression, waiting in anticipation to see what I might do next.
Thankfully, he would not need to wait long.
After receiving news that my party and I had earned a little downtime away from our immediate duties, we decided to spend a few days in the city sampling the local fare and mingling among the populace. Our tiefling warpriest and aasimar druid immediately expressed interest in visiting the grand library in order to do some research into the history of the surrounding region, no doubt looking for rumors regarding old abandoned dungeons that were likely filled with loot. It was a noble pursuit I suppose, but I honestly had no intention of spending my free time occupied with books. Fortunately, our half-elf magus had a much more carefree personality, for he decided to spend his downtime by gambling at one of the high-end taverns near the center of the city’s market district. Not wanting to abandon my comrade to an evening of loneliness, I decided to accompany him to this lovely little tavern and see what other festivities I might be able to enjoy.
Upon entering the establishment, the half-elf wasted no time in heading over to the gambling tables, and judging by his demeanor, I could tell that he wasn’t thrilled with my decision to join him at the tavern. Being a forgiving soul, I brushed this off without a second thought, and instead focused my attention on the patrons in the bar. It was a full house tonight, with dozens of merchants, travelers, and city-folk occupying the tables, along with a rather beautiful barmaid working behind the counter. She was a fetching human woman with long raven-black hair and a curvy physique, whose smile seemed to light up the whole entire room. After careful consideration, I decided that she would be the perfect person to occupy my interests, and I quickly wasted no time in going over to greet her.
Intrigued by my decision, I could feel the ‘Dark Master’ (or rather, the DM) set his gaze upon me, and I knew that it was time again to cast my dice upon the winds of fate. Now, under normal circumstances, a ‘brawler’ such as myself would not have much luck at wooing a lovely maiden with charm alone, but fortunately in my case, a charismatic suli with a talent for diplomacy can be a ‘very’ persuasive thing. When the results were finally tallied, I could sense that my voice was now surging with confidence, and I soon had the beautiful barmaid focusing her attention on me and me alone.
After ordering a few drinks and engaging in a bit of banter, I ended up spending the rest of the evening with the raven-haired beauty, and when she finally got off work, we decided to continue our flirtatious behavior in the privacy of her bedroom (which also happened to be located in that very same tavern as well). Ah, it was a glorious night, and the young woman truly proved to be very enjoyable company. Our dalliance continued well into the next morning, and we spent much of that time laughing together while having some food delivered to our bedroom. By mid-afternoon, with her face still smiling brightly in obvious satisfaction, I decided to do something ‘special’ for my newly found companion.
“I have it on good authority that a lovely orchestra is scheduled to perform later on this evening,” I explained in a seductive voice. “Initially I had planned to attend the event alone, but if you have the time, I would be greatly honored if you would choose to accompany me.”
Much to my surprise, the beautiful barmaid excitedly agreed to my request, and after explaining that I needed to make a few last-minute arrangements, I left the room with the promise to return in roughly five hours. From there, I consulted with the ‘Dark Master’ about what I intended to do, and after spending a bit of coin and making the proper preparations, I was confident that this ‘date night’ would go off without a hitch. When I returned to the tavern later that evening, the barmaid came out to greet me in a gorgeous blue dress, and after complimenting on her breathtaking appearance, I offered her my arm and we made our way into the streets.
During our walk to the venue, we casually engaged in some idle chatter to help pass the time, yet as we neared our destination, I could tell that my lovely companion was becoming somewhat confused. Apparently the barmaid was well-acquainted with the city, for she informed me that the theater district was on the other side of town, and we were clearly heading in the wrong direction. Not wanting to spoil the surprise, I told her that this particular orchestra was being held at a special location, and after rolling on the winds of fate to test my diplomacy, the result proved good enough to help ease her initial fears. With a trusting smile, she continued to walk beside me.
After a few more minutes, I guided the barmaid down a nearby alleyway until we eventually spotted a thick iron door attached to a massive stone building. Realizing that we had arrived, I calmly pulled out a key from my pocket and unlocked the latch on the door, before motioning for my companion to step inside. From there, the two of us made are way down a small stone staircase until it eventually opened up into a dark expansive hallway. Unable to contain my excitement, I glanced down at the barmaid with a reassuring smile before stating that our destination was now very….very close.
With a confident stride in my step, the two of us made are way through the torch-lit corridors until finally coming across another sturdy iron door. One quick turn of the key later, and the door opened to reveal a brightly lit chamber with two curious figures waiting for us inside. After stepping into the room, the barmaid could now see that one of the figures was a man dressed in rags who had been strapped to a wooden chair near the center of the room, while another man stood next to him wearing a city-guard uniform with a simple brown bag covering his face. There was also a large wooden table along the western wall of the room that was filled with a lovely array of impressive ‘instruments’ that were designed to help tonight’s ‘orchestra’ reach all the proper notes and tunes for the impending performance.
“In case you are wondering, that man in the chair is scheduled to be executed in the next few days,” I explained in a gentle voice. “He is a convicted serial killer who has butchered multiple women without a shred of remorse, and I simply could not allow him to meet his end without at least giving him one last night to be purified with pain. As for the guardsman, I can assure you that he is an excellent ‘maestro’, and he has promised that tonight’s performance will be a memorable one indeed.”
After giving a silent nod to the guard, the man calmly reached over and took hold of the prisoner’s hand…before promptly twisting his finger at an odd and brutal angle. The sick ‘cracking sound’ of the prisoner’s finger being broken was instantly drowned out by his loud and sudden scream, as the man in the chair howled out in agony while his muscles tensed up in obvious shock. His scream also served to shake the barmaid out of her stupor, for up until this point, she had been standing in a silent trance while watching the scene unfold, as her mind desperately struggled to process what was happening. However, as soon as the man cried out in pain, her eyes immediately widened in shock and she let out a terrified scream of her own.
“Oh, please do not be afraid,” I said in a reassuring tone. “The ‘maestro’ is merely warming up the ‘orchestra’. I promise that no one will harm you…unless you want them to of course.”
Despite my heartfelt explanation, the barmaid instantly pulled herself away from me and proceeded to run out of the room as fast as her legs would carry her. As I listened to her footfalls fade into the distance, I knew right then and there that our blooming relationship was now well and truly over, and that nothing I could do would ever be able to fix it. It was…disappointing to say the least, but like any good Kuthite, I would not allow this miserable setback to ruin the rest of my night.
“Please, continue my good maestro,” I instructed to the guard. “My heart is now broken, and I need a tragic tune to help mend it back together.”
For the next thirty minutes I listened with glee as the guardsman guided his ‘orchestra’ with masterful precision, snapping bones and tearing tendons with an expert amount of care, while the room literally hummed with the screams of the damned. It wasn’t until the prisoner’s fingers, toes, and ankles were broken that the man finally passed out after the guardsman eagerly took a hammer and shattered his left knee. It had been a glorious performance, and after giving my applause and returning the prison key to the guard, I promptly left the building and headed back out into the streets. The next stop I made was at a well-respected eatery, where I happily enjoyed a candlelit dinner along with an expensive bottle of wine. I will admit that it was…difficult to stare across the table at the empty seat that I had previously reserved for the barmaid, but thankfully the food, wine, and performance from the ‘orchestra’ had all helped to put me in a much better mood.
When it came time to turn in the for the night, I realized that going back to the tavern probably wasn’t in very good taste, so I decided to return to my room at the Pathfinder lodge and finish my wonderful evening with a nice relaxing nap. However, when I awoke the next morning and met up with my comrades, I could tell that they were clearly upset with something that I had done. To my surprise, word had spread quickly about my ‘date night’ with the barmaid, and apparently many of the city-folk were not very happy with how it turned out. My party then proceeded to inform me that we were now banned from that particular tavern, and that rumors about me being a Kuthite were beginning to spread like wildfire.
“Ah, it’s good to be famous,” I said in obvious joy, yet when I noticed the hateful glares that were being thrown in my direction, I figured it might be best to explain a bit further. “Well, there really is no sense in trying to deny it. I am a Kuthite after all, and I honestly don’t see a problem if everyone knows the truth.”
Apparently that wasn’t the response my party was looking for, and after spending nearly ten minutes being chastised for my behavior (which was absolutely glorious), they finally settled down and informed me of our next mission. During their downtime, our warpriest and druid had stumbled across some sort of grand city-wide conspiracy involving a local crime lord, and they wanted to enlist the help of the party in order to investigate it. I also learned that our warpriest had some sort of personal vendetta against this particular crime lord, which is why she wanted to deal with the problem personally rather than alerting the local authorities. Not seeing an issue with this, and wanting the chance to hurt something anyway, I readily agreed to her heartfelt request.
After doing a bit of research, the party was able to discover that a large warehouse on the outskirts of the market district was acting as a front for the crime lord’s base of operations. It was well-guarded at all entrances, and not wanting to cause a scene, my comrades quickly decided to try and enter the warehouse from below using the city’s sewer systems. At first, I strenuously objected to this ridiculous approach, for I didn’t see any point in wading through filth when we could just go up to the front door and smash our way inside. However, after the party pointed out how miserable it would be to traverse the foul tunnels of the city’s sewer systems, I retracted my previous statement almost immediately.
After all, what sort of Kuthite shied away from adversity?
With our strategy now in place, we purchased a few extra potions and headed into the sewers. As you can imagine though, our journey under the city proved to be very unpleasant, and we soon had to contend with several monstrous aberrations known as otyughs, who were perhaps the most wretched and foul-smelling creatures that I have ever encountered. Thankfully they proved to be no match for the party, and after making short work of the filthy abominations, we finally managed to navigate our way into the lower floors of the warehouse. From there, we drank some potions of invisibility and proceeded along cautiously, and after engaging in a few minor skirmishes with a couple of the warehouse guards, we eventually confronted the crime lord in a large storage room on the first floor of the building.
To our surprise, the crime lord turned out to be a middle-aged human wizard who was clearly not too pleased by our unexpected intrusion, and judging by the collection of roguish bodyguards that surrounded him, I could tell that a great battle would be ensuing very shortly. Therefore, while my comrades attempted to converse with the man, I calmly reached into my backpack and pulled out a small bucket before carefully placing it down upon the cold stone floor. Initially I had intended to ‘negotiate’ on my party’s behalf, but after the unpleasant encounter with the Lamashtu cultists, I figured it was only fair to give them a chance to do it as well. Besides, I was barely even paying attention to the conversation anyway, yet as I heard the wizard’s voice starting to grow in volume, I absently removed the lid from the bucket and slowly dipped my hands down into the canister.
As soon as I did this, I could vaguely hear the wizard screaming something about ‘not allowing some upstart heroes to foil his brilliant plans’, and I immediately found myself chuckling in amusement.
“Allow me to correct you, my friend,” I stated in a charming voice, which instantly halted the conversation and caused everyone in the room to turn their eyes upon me.
With deliberate care, I gently raised my head and looked directly at the wizard, before slowly removing my hands from the simple wooden bucket. As I lifted my arms out in front of me, everyone could now see that my fists were completely coated in grease and broken glass, and as I held the wizard’s gaze, the next words I spoke were said with an almost fanatical excitement.
“I am not a hero! I am a sculptor in need of clay!”
In that moment, I quickly called upon the winds of fate to make an intimidation check, and after rolling the dice and tallying the results, I was pleased to see that the wizard’s face had immediately drained of color. Then, with a ragged cry, the crime lord finally shouted the words I that desperately wanted to hear: ‘Kill them. Kill them all!’
And with that simple statement, the battle had finally begun.
As it turns out though, the wizard quickly proved to be no slouch in combat, for he ended up attacking first before anyone could react. With a wave of his hand, the crime lord called upon his magic and unleashed a powerful fear spell directly into the party. In an instant, my mind was suddenly filled with a torrent of horrible images, yet after fortifying my willpower with a successful roll of fate, I managed to calm my breathing and shrug off the spell’s effects. Unfortunately, the druid’s grizzly bear and our half-elf were not so lucky, for they immediately screamed in panic and started running away in terror.
No matter. We didn’t need them anyway.
The bodyguards were up next, and with two of them moving to flank our druid, the last one wasted no time in squaring off against our warpriest. Apparently none of them were keen on facing down the man with shards of broken glass covering his arms, but I suppose I really couldn’t fault them for that. Besides, this meant that the wizard was mine for the taking, and when I finally got the chance to react, I immediately charged forward and launched myself at the mage. Just as I suspected, the crime lord hadn’t had time to cast his defensive magic yet, and after rolling upon the winds of fate, my fist easily collided with the spellcaster’s jaw. A bright burst of blood instantly erupted from the impact, as the wizard howled in pain and clutched his ruined face.
However, despite the incredible damage he suffered, I had purposely attacked him with a non-lethal strike, for I wanted more than anything to capture him alive. Thankfully the crime lord had no intention of making this easy, and as he took a step back and raised up his hand, a magical bolt of lightning suddenly erupted from his palm. Before I could even react, the lightning bolt slammed into me with an impressive amount of force, and the wizard even managed to angle it just right so that our druid and his two bodyguards were caught in the blast as well. After rolling on the winds of fate, the druid and I were unable to reduce the damage of the attack, but it appeared that the mage’s bodyguards had not been harmed at all. Apparently having ‘evasion’ can be a very handy thing.
When it came time for me to act again, I knew that I needed to end the fight quickly before this pesky little spellcaster could cause any more harm. And so, after taking a step closer and measuring my strike, I called upon one of my brawler techniques and prepared to hit the man with a ‘knockout blow’. With the ‘Dark Master’ watching closely, I cast my dice upon the winds of fate and delivered a brutal uppercut to the crime lord’s exposed chin, and although he tried to resist the attack, the fortitude of wizard was never very strong. A split second later, I watched with a satisfied smile as the mage’s eyes glazed over and he collapsed to ground, unconscious but still alive and bleeding rather badly. I then spent the rest of my turn attacking the helpless wizard with a few more non-lethal strikes, just to make sure that he stayed down for good.
Not long after that, the rest of the crime lord’s bodyguards were swiftly disposed of, and as we took a moment to heal our wounds and gather around the wizard, I politely asked my party if they would be willing to entrust the spellcaster to my care. To my surprise, our warpriest actually agreed to my request, stating that the man deserved to suffer for everything that he had done, and that she honestly didn’t give a damn about what happened to him now. And so, with a gentle smile, I calmly retrieved a healing potion and poured it down the wizard’s throat, not enough to heal him completely of course, but just enough to wake him up in a severely weakened state. From there, I knelt down and cradled his face gently in my glass-covered hands, and when the ruthless crime lord finally managed to open up his eyes, the first thing he would see would be the image of my face staring back at him with a smile. And little did he know, that would be the last thing he would ever see again.
“Do not be afraid my friend,” I whispered in a gentle voice. “I promise that this pain is for your own good.”
As soon as those words escaped my lips, I called upon the elemental energy in my blood, causing a supernatural burst of fire to envelop both of my hands…the hands that were currently cradling the spellcaster’s ruined face. Oh how the wizard screamed out in agony as the fire seared his flesh and burned away his skin, while the smell of cooked meat began to fill my senses.
“Pray to him!” I yelled at the mage, as my voice somehow managed to rise above his screams. “Give thanks to the Midnight Lord and beg for his mercy, and if the great Zon-Kuthon finds you worthy of his notice, then he will surely give you the strength to endure this horrible pain! Embrace Zon-Kuthon with every fiber of your being, and allow His cruel touch to humble your wicked soul!”
At this point, my party members were now looking at me in utter disbelief, for they clearly hadn’t expected me to take things this far. However, before they could even react, I called upon the winds of fate to make a diplomacy check, and as the ‘Dark Master’ watched closely and tallied up the numbers, my hard work was finally rewarded with a marvelous result. Through his ragged screams and wails of pain, the wizard began crying out for the Midnight Lord’s mercy. He begged and pleaded for any form of relief, and after feeling the ‘Dark Master’ give his consent, I allowed the flames on my hands to slowly fade away.
When I pulled my palms away from his face, the party could now see that the crime lord’s eyes had been utterly seared away, leaving him completely blind yet oddly relieved. Unable to stand the scene any longer, our wapriest abruptly drew her sword and pointed it in my direction, declaring that I was a monster and that she should never have allowed me to torture this man in the first place…even if he did deserve it. In response, I gently looked back at her with a strangely peaceful smile, before carefully explaining my actions in a calm and rational voice.
“You misunderstand. I did not do this to punish this man, but rather to give him the chance to repent for his misdeeds. After all, killing him would have gained us nothing, but now he has the opportunity to redeem himself by informing us of all the other criminals that he has conspired with. We have saved his soul, and with his help, we will surely bring many others to justice as well, and as far as I’m concerned, that’s a win in my book.”
Before our warpriest could argue further, the wizard slowly reached up with trembling hands and began to mutter ‘thank you’ in a raspy broken voice, declaring that he would happily aid us with anything we desired. My party members merely sneered at this before demanding that I take the man to the local authorities, and after nodding my agreement, they finally let the matter drop and proceeded to loot the bodies. When we finally exited the warehouse, I couldn’t help but feel that we had achieved a major victory, and as I carried the weeping crime lord carefully in my arms, I knew that even greater challenges were in store for me in the future.
Sadly though, I fear that we must pause for the time being, for the hour grows late, and I am sure that many of you are weary of my ramblings. However, if you would like to hear more, then please feel free to come back again, and perhaps I will tell you the exciting conclusion to my epic little story. In the meantime, I wish you all good fortune and a very blessed day, and I hope that the Midnight Lord grants you the wisdom to overcome your misery and grow stronger through your pain.
With Deepest Regards: Xaldin.
[If you'd like to enjoy the 'narrated version' of this story, please feel free to check out the following link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NEcw8_MYNvU&t=1s&ab_channel=AllThingsDnD ]
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2020.09.29 22:52 Sinlessssoul The Most Deranged and Disturbing Character That I Have Ever Played Part 2

Hello again dear friends. I am glad to see that you have returned for another glorious retelling of my legendary exploits. Much has happened since we last spoke, but I promise to do my best to bring you all up to speed. To make a long story short, ever since my encounter with the Lamashtu cultists, my party and I have continued to work for the Pathfinder Society, doing odd jobs here and there in order to increase our notoriety and fill our pockets with gold. Yet despite our success, my relationship with my comrades still has not improved, and I even learned that they had tried to get me transferred to another adventuring group on more than one occasion. It turns out though, no one else was willing to work alongside me, which I found to be both disheartening and amusing all at the same time.
I suppose on one hand, I should not have been surprised. After all, as a worshiper of Zon-Kuthon, I am accustomed to being viewed as a pariah among most civilized societies, and the fact that I am a suli (or half-genie, as some might put it) also helps to add to my status as an outsider. When I was a child, I used to resent being ostracized by my peers, but now that I have matured, I am actually rather grateful for my harsh and violent upbringing. The fact that I have survived and accomplished so much is a testament to my enduring tenacity, and I am grateful that the Midnight Lord has chosen to bestow so many of his blessings upon me. Even now, I can still feel the eyes of the ‘Dark Master’ (or as I sometimes call him, the ‘DM’) gazing down upon me with a curious expression, waiting in anticipation to see what I might do next.
Thankfully, he would not need to wait long.
After receiving news that my party and I had earned a little downtime away from our immediate duties, we decided to spend a few days in the city sampling the local fare and mingling among the populace. Our tiefling warpriest and aasimar druid immediately expressed interest in visiting the grand library in order to do some research into the history of the surrounding region, no doubt looking for rumors regarding old abandoned dungeons that were likely filled with loot. It was a noble pursuit I suppose, but I honestly had no intention of spending my free time occupied with books. Fortunately, our half-elf magus had a much more carefree personality, for he decided to spend his downtime by gambling at one of the high-end taverns near the center of the city’s market district. Not wanting to abandon my comrade to an evening of loneliness, I decided to accompany him to this lovely little tavern and see what other festivities I might be able to enjoy.
Upon entering the establishment, the half-elf wasted no time in heading over to the gambling tables, and judging by his demeanor, I could tell that he wasn’t thrilled with my decision to join him at the tavern. Being a forgiving soul, I brushed this off without a second thought, and instead focused my attention on the patrons in the bar. It was a full house tonight, with dozens of merchants, travelers, and city-folk occupying the tables, along with a rather beautiful barmaid working behind the counter. She was a fetching human woman with long raven-black hair and a curvy physique, whose smile seemed to light up the whole entire room. After careful consideration, I decided that she would be the perfect person to occupy my interests, and I quickly wasted no time in going over to greet her.
Intrigued by my decision, I could feel the ‘Dark Master’ (or rather, the DM) set his gaze upon me, and I knew that it was time again to cast my dice upon the winds of fate. Now, under normal circumstances, a ‘brawler’ such as myself would not have much luck at wooing a lovely maiden with charm alone, but fortunately in my case, a charismatic suli with a talent for diplomacy can be a ‘very’ persuasive thing. When the results were finally tallied, I could sense that my voice was now surging with confidence, and I soon had the beautiful barmaid focusing her attention on me and me alone.
After ordering a few drinks and engaging in a bit of banter, I ended up spending the rest of the evening with the raven-haired beauty, and when she finally got off work, we decided to continue our flirtatious behavior in the privacy of her bedroom (which also happened to be located in that very same tavern as well). Ah, it was a glorious night, and the young woman truly proved to be very enjoyable company. Our dalliance continued well into the next morning, and we spent much of that time laughing together while having some food delivered to our bedroom. By mid-afternoon, with her face still smiling brightly in obvious satisfaction, I decided to do something ‘special’ for my newly found companion.
“I have it on good authority that a lovely orchestra is scheduled to perform later on this evening,” I explained in a seductive voice. “Initially I had planned to attend the event alone, but if you have the time, I would be greatly honored if you would choose to accompany me.”
Much to my surprise, the beautiful barmaid excitedly agreed to my request, and after explaining that I needed to make a few last-minute arrangements, I left the room with the promise to return in roughly five hours. From there, I consulted with the ‘Dark Master’ about what I intended to do, and after spending a bit of coin and making the proper preparations, I was confident that this ‘date night’ would go off without a hitch. When I returned to the tavern later that evening, the barmaid came out to greet me in a gorgeous blue dress, and after complimenting on her breathtaking appearance, I offered her my arm and we made our way into the streets.
During our walk to the venue, we casually engaged in some idle chatter to help pass the time, yet as we neared our destination, I could tell that my lovely companion was becoming somewhat confused. Apparently the barmaid was well-acquainted with the city, for she informed me that the theater district was on the other side of town, and we were clearly heading in the wrong direction. Not wanting to spoil the surprise, I told her that this particular orchestra was being held at a special location, and after rolling on the winds of fate to test my diplomacy, the result proved good enough to help ease her initial fears. With a trusting smile, she continued to walk beside me.
After a few more minutes, I guided the barmaid down a nearby alleyway until we eventually spotted a thick iron door attached to a massive stone building. Realizing that we had arrived, I calmly pulled out a key from my pocket and unlocked the latch on the door, before motioning for my companion to step inside. From there, the two of us made are way down a small stone staircase until it eventually opened up into a dark expansive hallway. Unable to contain my excitement, I glanced down at the barmaid with a reassuring smile before stating that our destination was now very….very close.
With a confident stride in my step, the two of us made are way through the torch-lit corridors until finally coming across another sturdy iron door. One quick turn of the key later, and the door opened to reveal a brightly lit chamber with two curious figures waiting for us inside. After stepping into the room, the barmaid could now see that one of the figures was a man dressed in rags who had been strapped to a wooden chair near the center of the room, while another man stood next to him wearing a city-guard uniform with a simple brown bag covering his face. There was also a large wooden table along the western wall of the room that was filled with a lovely array of impressive ‘instruments’ that were designed to help tonight’s ‘orchestra’ reach all the proper notes and tunes for the impending performance.
“In case you are wondering, that man in the chair is scheduled to be executed in the next few days,” I explained in a gentle voice. “He is a convicted serial killer who has butchered multiple women without a shred of remorse, and I simply could not allow him to meet his end without at least giving him one last night to be purified with pain. As for the guardsman, I can assure you that he is an excellent ‘maestro’, and he has promised that tonight’s performance will be a memorable one indeed.”
After giving a silent nod to the guard, the man calmly reached over and took hold of the prisoner’s hand…before promptly twisting his finger at an odd and brutal angle. The sick ‘cracking sound’ of the prisoner’s finger being broken was instantly drowned out by his loud and sudden scream, as the man in the chair howled out in agony while his muscles tensed up in obvious shock. His scream also served to shake the barmaid out of her stupor, for up until this point, she had been standing in a silent trance while watching the scene unfold, as her mind desperately struggled to process what was happening. However, as soon as the man cried out in pain, her eyes immediately widened in shock and she let out a terrified scream of her own.
“Oh, please do not be afraid,” I said in a reassuring tone. “The ‘maestro’ is merely warming up the ‘orchestra’. I promise that no one will harm you…unless you want them to of course.”
Despite my heartfelt explanation, the barmaid instantly pulled herself away from me and proceeded to run out of the room as fast as her legs would carry her. As I listened to her footfalls fade into the distance, I knew right then and there that our blooming relationship was now well and truly over, and that nothing I could do would ever be able to fix it. It was…disappointing to say the least, but like any good Kuthite, I would not allow this miserable setback to ruin the rest of my night.
“Please, continue my good maestro,” I instructed to the guard. “My heart is now broken, and I need a tragic tune to help mend it back together.”
For the next thirty minutes I listened with glee as the guardsman guided his ‘orchestra’ with masterful precision, snapping bones and tearing tendons with an expert amount of care, while the room literally hummed with the screams of the damned. It wasn’t until the prisoner’s fingers, toes, and ankles were broken that the man finally passed out after the guardsman eagerly took a hammer and shattered his left knee. It had been a glorious performance, and after giving my applause and returning the prison key to the guard, I promptly left the building and headed back out into the streets. The next stop I made was at a well-respected eatery, where I happily enjoyed a candlelit dinner along with an expensive bottle of wine. I will admit that it was…difficult to stare across the table at the empty seat that I had previously reserved for the barmaid, but thankfully the food, wine, and performance from the ‘orchestra’ had all helped to put me in a much better mood.
When it came time to turn in the for the night, I realized that going back to the tavern probably wasn’t in very good taste, so I decided to return to my room at the Pathfinder lodge and finish my wonderful evening with a nice relaxing nap. However, when I awoke the next morning and met up with my comrades, I could tell that they were clearly upset with something that I had done. To my surprise, word had spread quickly about my ‘date night’ with the barmaid, and apparently many of the city-folk were not very happy with how it turned out. My party then proceeded to inform me that we were now banned from that particular tavern, and that rumors about me being a Kuthite were beginning to spread like wildfire.
“Ah, it’s good to be famous,” I said in obvious joy, yet when I noticed the hateful glares that were being thrown in my direction, I figured it might be best to explain a bit further. “Well, there really is no sense in trying to deny it. I am a Kuthite after all, and I honestly don’t see a problem if everyone knows the truth.”
Apparently that wasn’t the response my party was looking for, and after spending nearly ten minutes being chastised for my behavior (which was absolutely glorious), they finally settled down and informed me of our next mission. During their downtime, our warpriest and druid had stumbled across some sort of grand city-wide conspiracy involving a local crime lord, and they wanted to enlist the help of the party in order to investigate it. I also learned that our warpriest had some sort of personal vendetta against this particular crime lord, which is why she wanted to deal with the problem personally rather than alerting the local authorities. Not seeing an issue with this, and wanting the chance to hurt something anyway, I readily agreed to her heartfelt request.
After doing a bit of research, the party was able to discover that a large warehouse on the outskirts of the market district was acting as a front for the crime lord’s base of operations. It was well-guarded at all entrances, and not wanting to cause a scene, my comrades quickly decided to try and enter the warehouse from below using the city’s sewer systems. At first, I strenuously objected to this ridiculous approach, for I didn’t see any point in wading through filth when we could just go up to the front door and smash our way inside. However, after the party pointed out how miserable it would be to traverse the foul tunnels of the city’s sewer systems, I retracted my previous statement almost immediately.
After all, what sort of Kuthite shied away from adversity?
With our strategy now in place, we purchased a few extra potions and headed into the sewers. As you can imagine though, our journey under the city proved to be very unpleasant, and we soon had to contend with several monstrous aberrations known as otyughs, who were perhaps the most wretched and foul-smelling creatures that I have ever encountered. Thankfully they proved to be no match for the party, and after making short work of the filthy abominations, we finally managed to navigate our way into the lower floors of the warehouse. From there, we drank some potions of invisibility and proceeded along cautiously, and after engaging in a few minor skirmishes with a couple of the warehouse guards, we eventually confronted the crime lord in a large storage room on the first floor of the building.
To our surprise, the crime lord turned out to be a middle-aged human wizard who was clearly not too pleased by our unexpected intrusion, and judging by the collection of roguish bodyguards that surrounded him, I could tell that a great battle would be ensuing very shortly. Therefore, while my comrades attempted to converse with the man, I calmly reached into my backpack and pulled out a small bucket before carefully placing it down upon the cold stone floor. Initially I had intended to ‘negotiate’ on my party’s behalf, but after the unpleasant encounter with the Lamashtu cultists, I figured it was only fair to give them a chance to do it as well. Besides, I was barely even paying attention to the conversation anyway, yet as I heard the wizard’s voice starting to grow in volume, I absently removed the lid from the bucket and slowly dipped my hands down into the canister.
As soon as I did this, I could vaguely hear the wizard screaming something about ‘not allowing some upstart heroes to foil his brilliant plans’, and I immediately found myself chuckling in amusement.
“Allow me to correct you, my friend,” I stated in a charming voice, which instantly halted the conversation and caused everyone in the room to turn their eyes upon me.
With deliberate care, I gently raised my head and looked directly at the wizard, before slowly removing my hands from the simple wooden bucket. As I lifted my arms out in front of me, everyone could now see that my fists were completely coated in grease and broken glass, and as I held the wizard’s gaze, the next words I spoke were said with an almost fanatical excitement.
“I am not a hero! I am a sculptor in need of clay!”
In that moment, I quickly called upon the winds of fate to make an intimidation check, and after rolling the dice and tallying the results, I was pleased to see that the wizard’s face had immediately drained of color. Then, with a ragged cry, the crime lord finally shouted the words I that desperately wanted to hear: ‘Kill them. Kill them all!’
And with that simple statement, the battle had finally begun.
As it turns out though, the wizard quickly proved to be no slouch in combat, for he ended up attacking first before anyone could react. With a wave of his hand, the crime lord called upon his magic and unleashed a powerful fear spell directly into the party. In an instant, my mind was suddenly filled with a torrent of horrible images, yet after fortifying my willpower with a successful roll of fate, I managed to calm my breathing and shrug off the spell’s effects. Unfortunately, the druid’s grizzly bear and our half-elf were not so lucky, for they immediately screamed in panic and started running away in terror.
No matter. We didn’t need them anyway.
The bodyguards were up next, and with two of them moving to flank our druid, the last one wasted no time in squaring off against our warpriest. Apparently none of them were keen on facing down the man with shards of broken glass covering his arms, but I suppose I really couldn’t fault them for that. Besides, this meant that the wizard was mine for the taking, and when I finally got the chance to react, I immediately charged forward and launched myself at the mage. Just as I suspected, the crime lord hadn’t had time to cast his defensive magic yet, and after rolling upon the winds of fate, my fist easily collided with the spellcaster’s jaw. A bright burst of blood instantly erupted from the impact, as the wizard howled in pain and clutched his ruined face.
However, despite the incredible damage he suffered, I had purposely attacked him with a non-lethal strike, for I wanted more than anything to capture him alive. Thankfully the crime lord had no intention of making this easy, and as he took a step back and raised up his hand, a magical bolt of lightning suddenly erupted from his palm. Before I could even react, the lightning bolt slammed into me with an impressive amount of force, and the wizard even managed to angle it just right so that our druid and his two bodyguards were caught in the blast as well. After rolling on the winds of fate, the druid and I were unable to reduce the damage of the attack, but it appeared that the mage’s bodyguards had not been harmed at all. Apparently having ‘evasion’ can be a very handy thing.
When it came time for me to act again, I knew that I needed to end the fight quickly before this pesky little spellcaster could cause any more harm. And so, after taking a step closer and measuring my strike, I called upon one of my brawler techniques and prepared to hit the man with a ‘knockout blow’. With the ‘Dark Master’ watching closely, I cast my dice upon the winds of fate and delivered a brutal uppercut to the crime lord’s exposed chin, and although he tried to resist the attack, the fortitude of wizard was never very strong. A split second later, I watched with a satisfied smile as the mage’s eyes glazed over and he collapsed to ground, unconscious but still alive and bleeding rather badly. I then spent the rest of my turn attacking the helpless wizard with a few more non-lethal strikes, just to make sure that he stayed down for good.
Not long after that, the rest of the crime lord’s bodyguards were swiftly disposed of, and as we took a moment to heal our wounds and gather around the wizard, I politely asked my party if they would be willing to entrust the spellcaster to my care. To my surprise, our warpriest actually agreed to my request, stating that the man deserved to suffer for everything that he had done, and that she honestly didn’t give a damn about what happened to him now. And so, with a gentle smile, I calmly retrieved a healing potion and poured it down the wizard’s throat, not enough to heal him completely of course, but just enough to wake him up in a severely weakened state. From there, I knelt down and cradled his face gently in my glass-covered hands, and when the ruthless crime lord finally managed to open up his eyes, the first thing he would see would be the image of my face staring back at him with a smile. And little did he know, that would be the last thing he would ever see again.
“Do not be afraid my friend,” I whispered in a gentle voice. “I promise that this pain is for your own good.”
As soon as those words escaped my lips, I called upon the elemental energy in my blood, causing a supernatural burst of fire to envelop both of my hands…the hands that were currently cradling the spellcaster’s ruined face. Oh how the wizard screamed out in agony as the fire seared his flesh and burned away his skin, while the smell of cooked meat began to fill my senses.
“Pray to him!” I yelled at the mage, as my voice somehow managed to rise above his screams. “Give thanks to the Midnight Lord and beg for his mercy, and if the great Zon-Kuthon finds you worthy of his notice, then he will surely give you the strength to endure this horrible pain! Embrace Zon-Kuthon with every fiber of your being, and allow His cruel touch to humble your wicked soul!”
At this point, my party members were now looking at me in utter disbelief, for they clearly hadn’t expected me to take things this far. However, before they could even react, I called upon the winds of fate to make a diplomacy check, and as the ‘Dark Master’ watched closely and tallied up the numbers, my hard work was finally rewarded with a marvelous result. Through his ragged screams and wails of pain, the wizard began crying out for the Midnight Lord’s mercy. He begged and pleaded for any form of relief, and after feeling the ‘Dark Master’ give his consent, I allowed the flames on my hands to slowly fade away.
When I pulled my palms away from his face, the party could now see that the crime lord’s eyes had been utterly seared away, leaving him completely blind yet oddly relieved. Unable to stand the scene any longer, our wapriest abruptly drew her sword and pointed it in my direction, declaring that I was a monster and that she should never have allowed me to torture this man in the first place…even if he did deserve it. In response, I gently looked back at her with a strangely peaceful smile, before carefully explaining my actions in a calm and rational voice.
“You misunderstand. I did not do this to punish this man, but rather to give him the chance to repent for his misdeeds. After all, killing him would have gained us nothing, but now he has the opportunity to redeem himself by informing us of all the other criminals that he has conspired with. We have saved his soul, and with his help, we will surely bring many others to justice as well, and as far as I’m concerned, that’s a win in my book.”
Before our warpriest could argue further, the wizard slowly reached up with trembling hands and began to mutter ‘thank you’ in a raspy broken voice, declaring that he would happily aid us with anything we desired. My party members merely sneered at this before demanding that I take the man to the local authorities, and after nodding my agreement, they finally let the matter drop and proceeded to loot the bodies. When we finally exited the warehouse, I couldn’t help but feel that we had achieved a major victory, and as I carried the weeping crime lord carefully in my arms, I knew that even greater challenges were in store for me in the future.
Sadly though, I fear that we must pause for the time being, for the hour grows late, and I am sure that many of you are weary of my ramblings. However, if you would like to hear more, then please feel free to come back again, and perhaps I will tell you the exciting conclusion to my epic little story. In the meantime, I wish you all good fortune and a very blessed day, and I hope that the Midnight Lord grants you the wisdom to overcome your misery and grow stronger through your pain.
With Deepest Regards: Xaldin.
[If you'd like to enjoy the 'narrated version' of this story, please feel free to check out the following link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NEcw8_MYNvU&t=1s&ab_channel=AllThingsDnD ]
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2020.09.29 22:51 Sinlessssoul The Most Deranged and Disturbing Character That I Have Ever Played Part 2

Hello again dear friends. I am glad to see that you have returned for another glorious retelling of my legendary exploits. Much has happened since we last spoke, but I promise to do my best to bring you all up to speed. To make a long story short, ever since my encounter with the Lamashtu cultists, my party and I have continued to work for the Pathfinder Society, doing odd jobs here and there in order to increase our notoriety and fill our pockets with gold. Yet despite our success, my relationship with my comrades still has not improved, and I even learned that they had tried to get me transferred to another adventuring group on more than one occasion. It turns out though, no one else was willing to work alongside me, which I found to be both disheartening and amusing all at the same time.
I suppose on one hand, I should not have been surprised. After all, as a worshiper of Zon-Kuthon, I am accustomed to being viewed as a pariah among most civilized societies, and the fact that I am a suli (or half-genie, as some might put it) also helps to add to my status as an outsider. When I was a child, I used to resent being ostracized by my peers, but now that I have matured, I am actually rather grateful for my harsh and violent upbringing. The fact that I have survived and accomplished so much is a testament to my enduring tenacity, and I am grateful that the Midnight Lord has chosen to bestow so many of his blessings upon me. Even now, I can still feel the eyes of the ‘Dark Master’ (or as I sometimes call him, the ‘DM’) gazing down upon me with a curious expression, waiting in anticipation to see what I might do next.
Thankfully, he would not need to wait long.
After receiving news that my party and I had earned a little downtime away from our immediate duties, we decided to spend a few days in the city sampling the local fare and mingling among the populace. Our tiefling warpriest and aasimar druid immediately expressed interest in visiting the grand library in order to do some research into the history of the surrounding region, no doubt looking for rumors regarding old abandoned dungeons that were likely filled with loot. It was a noble pursuit I suppose, but I honestly had no intention of spending my free time occupied with books. Fortunately, our half-elf magus had a much more carefree personality, for he decided to spend his downtime by gambling at one of the high-end taverns near the center of the city’s market district. Not wanting to abandon my comrade to an evening of loneliness, I decided to accompany him to this lovely little tavern and see what other festivities I might be able to enjoy.
Upon entering the establishment, the half-elf wasted no time in heading over to the gambling tables, and judging by his demeanor, I could tell that he wasn’t thrilled with my decision to join him at the tavern. Being a forgiving soul, I brushed this off without a second thought, and instead focused my attention on the patrons in the bar. It was a full house tonight, with dozens of merchants, travelers, and city-folk occupying the tables, along with a rather beautiful barmaid working behind the counter. She was a fetching human woman with long raven-black hair and a curvy physique, whose smile seemed to light up the whole entire room. After careful consideration, I decided that she would be the perfect person to occupy my interests, and I quickly wasted no time in going over to greet her.
Intrigued by my decision, I could feel the ‘Dark Master’ (or rather, the DM) set his gaze upon me, and I knew that it was time again to cast my dice upon the winds of fate. Now, under normal circumstances, a ‘brawler’ such as myself would not have much luck at wooing a lovely maiden with charm alone, but fortunately in my case, a charismatic suli with a talent for diplomacy can be a ‘very’ persuasive thing. When the results were finally tallied, I could sense that my voice was now surging with confidence, and I soon had the beautiful barmaid focusing her attention on me and me alone.
After ordering a few drinks and engaging in a bit of banter, I ended up spending the rest of the evening with the raven-haired beauty, and when she finally got off work, we decided to continue our flirtatious behavior in the privacy of her bedroom (which also happened to be located in that very same tavern as well). Ah, it was a glorious night, and the young woman truly proved to be very enjoyable company. Our dalliance continued well into the next morning, and we spent much of that time laughing together while having some food delivered to our bedroom. By mid-afternoon, with her face still smiling brightly in obvious satisfaction, I decided to do something ‘special’ for my newly found companion.
“I have it on good authority that a lovely orchestra is scheduled to perform later on this evening,” I explained in a seductive voice. “Initially I had planned to attend the event alone, but if you have the time, I would be greatly honored if you would choose to accompany me.”
Much to my surprise, the beautiful barmaid excitedly agreed to my request, and after explaining that I needed to make a few last-minute arrangements, I left the room with the promise to return in roughly five hours. From there, I consulted with the ‘Dark Master’ about what I intended to do, and after spending a bit of coin and making the proper preparations, I was confident that this ‘date night’ would go off without a hitch. When I returned to the tavern later that evening, the barmaid came out to greet me in a gorgeous blue dress, and after complimenting on her breathtaking appearance, I offered her my arm and we made our way into the streets.
During our walk to the venue, we casually engaged in some idle chatter to help pass the time, yet as we neared our destination, I could tell that my lovely companion was becoming somewhat confused. Apparently the barmaid was well-acquainted with the city, for she informed me that the theater district was on the other side of town, and we were clearly heading in the wrong direction. Not wanting to spoil the surprise, I told her that this particular orchestra was being held at a special location, and after rolling on the winds of fate to test my diplomacy, the result proved good enough to help ease her initial fears. With a trusting smile, she continued to walk beside me.
After a few more minutes, I guided the barmaid down a nearby alleyway until we eventually spotted a thick iron door attached to a massive stone building. Realizing that we had arrived, I calmly pulled out a key from my pocket and unlocked the latch on the door, before motioning for my companion to step inside. From there, the two of us made are way down a small stone staircase until it eventually opened up into a dark expansive hallway. Unable to contain my excitement, I glanced down at the barmaid with a reassuring smile before stating that our destination was now very….very close.
With a confident stride in my step, the two of us made are way through the torch-lit corridors until finally coming across another sturdy iron door. One quick turn of the key later, and the door opened to reveal a brightly lit chamber with two curious figures waiting for us inside. After stepping into the room, the barmaid could now see that one of the figures was a man dressed in rags who had been strapped to a wooden chair near the center of the room, while another man stood next to him wearing a city-guard uniform with a simple brown bag covering his face. There was also a large wooden table along the western wall of the room that was filled with a lovely array of impressive ‘instruments’ that were designed to help tonight’s ‘orchestra’ reach all the proper notes and tunes for the impending performance.
“In case you are wondering, that man in the chair is scheduled to be executed in the next few days,” I explained in a gentle voice. “He is a convicted serial killer who has butchered multiple women without a shred of remorse, and I simply could not allow him to meet his end without at least giving him one last night to be purified with pain. As for the guardsman, I can assure you that he is an excellent ‘maestro’, and he has promised that tonight’s performance will be a memorable one indeed.”
After giving a silent nod to the guard, the man calmly reached over and took hold of the prisoner’s hand…before promptly twisting his finger at an odd and brutal angle. The sick ‘cracking sound’ of the prisoner’s finger being broken was instantly drowned out by his loud and sudden scream, as the man in the chair howled out in agony while his muscles tensed up in obvious shock. His scream also served to shake the barmaid out of her stupor, for up until this point, she had been standing in a silent trance while watching the scene unfold, as her mind desperately struggled to process what was happening. However, as soon as the man cried out in pain, her eyes immediately widened in shock and she let out a terrified scream of her own.
“Oh, please do not be afraid,” I said in a reassuring tone. “The ‘maestro’ is merely warming up the ‘orchestra’. I promise that no one will harm you…unless you want them to of course.”
Despite my heartfelt explanation, the barmaid instantly pulled herself away from me and proceeded to run out of the room as fast as her legs would carry her. As I listened to her footfalls fade into the distance, I knew right then and there that our blooming relationship was now well and truly over, and that nothing I could do would ever be able to fix it. It was…disappointing to say the least, but like any good Kuthite, I would not allow this miserable setback to ruin the rest of my night.
“Please, continue my good maestro,” I instructed to the guard. “My heart is now broken, and I need a tragic tune to help mend it back together.”
For the next thirty minutes I listened with glee as the guardsman guided his ‘orchestra’ with masterful precision, snapping bones and tearing tendons with an expert amount of care, while the room literally hummed with the screams of the damned. It wasn’t until the prisoner’s fingers, toes, and ankles were broken that the man finally passed out after the guardsman eagerly took a hammer and shattered his left knee. It had been a glorious performance, and after giving my applause and returning the prison key to the guard, I promptly left the building and headed back out into the streets. The next stop I made was at a well-respected eatery, where I happily enjoyed a candlelit dinner along with an expensive bottle of wine. I will admit that it was…difficult to stare across the table at the empty seat that I had previously reserved for the barmaid, but thankfully the food, wine, and performance from the ‘orchestra’ had all helped to put me in a much better mood.
When it came time to turn in the for the night, I realized that going back to the tavern probably wasn’t in very good taste, so I decided to return to my room at the Pathfinder lodge and finish my wonderful evening with a nice relaxing nap. However, when I awoke the next morning and met up with my comrades, I could tell that they were clearly upset with something that I had done. To my surprise, word had spread quickly about my ‘date night’ with the barmaid, and apparently many of the city-folk were not very happy with how it turned out. My party then proceeded to inform me that we were now banned from that particular tavern, and that rumors about me being a Kuthite were beginning to spread like wildfire.
“Ah, it’s good to be famous,” I said in obvious joy, yet when I noticed the hateful glares that were being thrown in my direction, I figured it might be best to explain a bit further. “Well, there really is no sense in trying to deny it. I am a Kuthite after all, and I honestly don’t see a problem if everyone knows the truth.”
Apparently that wasn’t the response my party was looking for, and after spending nearly ten minutes being chastised for my behavior (which was absolutely glorious), they finally settled down and informed me of our next mission. During their downtime, our warpriest and druid had stumbled across some sort of grand city-wide conspiracy involving a local crime lord, and they wanted to enlist the help of the party in order to investigate it. I also learned that our warpriest had some sort of personal vendetta against this particular crime lord, which is why she wanted to deal with the problem personally rather than alerting the local authorities. Not seeing an issue with this, and wanting the chance to hurt something anyway, I readily agreed to her heartfelt request.
After doing a bit of research, the party was able to discover that a large warehouse on the outskirts of the market district was acting as a front for the crime lord’s base of operations. It was well-guarded at all entrances, and not wanting to cause a scene, my comrades quickly decided to try and enter the warehouse from below using the city’s sewer systems. At first, I strenuously objected to this ridiculous approach, for I didn’t see any point in wading through filth when we could just go up to the front door and smash our way inside. However, after the party pointed out how miserable it would be to traverse the foul tunnels of the city’s sewer systems, I retracted my previous statement almost immediately.
After all, what sort of Kuthite shied away from adversity?
With our strategy now in place, we purchased a few extra potions and headed into the sewers. As you can imagine though, our journey under the city proved to be very unpleasant, and we soon had to contend with several monstrous aberrations known as otyughs, who were perhaps the most wretched and foul-smelling creatures that I have ever encountered. Thankfully they proved to be no match for the party, and after making short work of the filthy abominations, we finally managed to navigate our way into the lower floors of the warehouse. From there, we drank some potions of invisibility and proceeded along cautiously, and after engaging in a few minor skirmishes with a couple of the warehouse guards, we eventually confronted the crime lord in a large storage room on the first floor of the building.
To our surprise, the crime lord turned out to be a middle-aged human wizard who was clearly not too pleased by our unexpected intrusion, and judging by the collection of roguish bodyguards that surrounded him, I could tell that a great battle would be ensuing very shortly. Therefore, while my comrades attempted to converse with the man, I calmly reached into my backpack and pulled out a small bucket before carefully placing it down upon the cold stone floor. Initially I had intended to ‘negotiate’ on my party’s behalf, but after the unpleasant encounter with the Lamashtu cultists, I figured it was only fair to give them a chance to do it as well. Besides, I was barely even paying attention to the conversation anyway, yet as I heard the wizard’s voice starting to grow in volume, I absently removed the lid from the bucket and slowly dipped my hands down into the canister.
As soon as I did this, I could vaguely hear the wizard screaming something about ‘not allowing some upstart heroes to foil his brilliant plans’, and I immediately found myself chuckling in amusement.
“Allow me to correct you, my friend,” I stated in a charming voice, which instantly halted the conversation and caused everyone in the room to turn their eyes upon me.
With deliberate care, I gently raised my head and looked directly at the wizard, before slowly removing my hands from the simple wooden bucket. As I lifted my arms out in front of me, everyone could now see that my fists were completely coated in grease and broken glass, and as I held the wizard’s gaze, the next words I spoke were said with an almost fanatical excitement.
“I am not a hero! I am a sculptor in need of clay!”
In that moment, I quickly called upon the winds of fate to make an intimidation check, and after rolling the dice and tallying the results, I was pleased to see that the wizard’s face had immediately drained of color. Then, with a ragged cry, the crime lord finally shouted the words I that desperately wanted to hear: ‘Kill them. Kill them all!’
And with that simple statement, the battle had finally begun.
As it turns out though, the wizard quickly proved to be no slouch in combat, for he ended up attacking first before anyone could react. With a wave of his hand, the crime lord called upon his magic and unleashed a powerful fear spell directly into the party. In an instant, my mind was suddenly filled with a torrent of horrible images, yet after fortifying my willpower with a successful roll of fate, I managed to calm my breathing and shrug off the spell’s effects. Unfortunately, the druid’s grizzly bear and our half-elf were not so lucky, for they immediately screamed in panic and started running away in terror.
No matter. We didn’t need them anyway.
The bodyguards were up next, and with two of them moving to flank our druid, the last one wasted no time in squaring off against our warpriest. Apparently none of them were keen on facing down the man with shards of broken glass covering his arms, but I suppose I really couldn’t fault them for that. Besides, this meant that the wizard was mine for the taking, and when I finally got the chance to react, I immediately charged forward and launched myself at the mage. Just as I suspected, the crime lord hadn’t had time to cast his defensive magic yet, and after rolling upon the winds of fate, my fist easily collided with the spellcaster’s jaw. A bright burst of blood instantly erupted from the impact, as the wizard howled in pain and clutched his ruined face.
However, despite the incredible damage he suffered, I had purposely attacked him with a non-lethal strike, for I wanted more than anything to capture him alive. Thankfully the crime lord had no intention of making this easy, and as he took a step back and raised up his hand, a magical bolt of lightning suddenly erupted from his palm. Before I could even react, the lightning bolt slammed into me with an impressive amount of force, and the wizard even managed to angle it just right so that our druid and his two bodyguards were caught in the blast as well. After rolling on the winds of fate, the druid and I were unable to reduce the damage of the attack, but it appeared that the mage’s bodyguards had not been harmed at all. Apparently having ‘evasion’ can be a very handy thing.
When it came time for me to act again, I knew that I needed to end the fight quickly before this pesky little spellcaster could cause any more harm. And so, after taking a step closer and measuring my strike, I called upon one of my brawler techniques and prepared to hit the man with a ‘knockout blow’. With the ‘Dark Master’ watching closely, I cast my dice upon the winds of fate and delivered a brutal uppercut to the crime lord’s exposed chin, and although he tried to resist the attack, the fortitude of wizard was never very strong. A split second later, I watched with a satisfied smile as the mage’s eyes glazed over and he collapsed to ground, unconscious but still alive and bleeding rather badly. I then spent the rest of my turn attacking the helpless wizard with a few more non-lethal strikes, just to make sure that he stayed down for good.
Not long after that, the rest of the crime lord’s bodyguards were swiftly disposed of, and as we took a moment to heal our wounds and gather around the wizard, I politely asked my party if they would be willing to entrust the spellcaster to my care. To my surprise, our warpriest actually agreed to my request, stating that the man deserved to suffer for everything that he had done, and that she honestly didn’t give a damn about what happened to him now. And so, with a gentle smile, I calmly retrieved a healing potion and poured it down the wizard’s throat, not enough to heal him completely of course, but just enough to wake him up in a severely weakened state. From there, I knelt down and cradled his face gently in my glass-covered hands, and when the ruthless crime lord finally managed to open up his eyes, the first thing he would see would be the image of my face staring back at him with a smile. And little did he know, that would be the last thing he would ever see again.
“Do not be afraid my friend,” I whispered in a gentle voice. “I promise that this pain is for your own good.”
As soon as those words escaped my lips, I called upon the elemental energy in my blood, causing a supernatural burst of fire to envelop both of my hands…the hands that were currently cradling the spellcaster’s ruined face. Oh how the wizard screamed out in agony as the fire seared his flesh and burned away his skin, while the smell of cooked meat began to fill my senses.
“Pray to him!” I yelled at the mage, as my voice somehow managed to rise above his screams. “Give thanks to the Midnight Lord and beg for his mercy, and if the great Zon-Kuthon finds you worthy of his notice, then he will surely give you the strength to endure this horrible pain! Embrace Zon-Kuthon with every fiber of your being, and allow His cruel touch to humble your wicked soul!”
At this point, my party members were now looking at me in utter disbelief, for they clearly hadn’t expected me to take things this far. However, before they could even react, I called upon the winds of fate to make a diplomacy check, and as the ‘Dark Master’ watched closely and tallied up the numbers, my hard work was finally rewarded with a marvelous result. Through his ragged screams and wails of pain, the wizard began crying out for the Midnight Lord’s mercy. He begged and pleaded for any form of relief, and after feeling the ‘Dark Master’ give his consent, I allowed the flames on my hands to slowly fade away.
When I pulled my palms away from his face, the party could now see that the crime lord’s eyes had been utterly seared away, leaving him completely blind yet oddly relieved. Unable to stand the scene any longer, our wapriest abruptly drew her sword and pointed it in my direction, declaring that I was a monster and that she should never have allowed me to torture this man in the first place…even if he did deserve it. In response, I gently looked back at her with a strangely peaceful smile, before carefully explaining my actions in a calm and rational voice.
“You misunderstand. I did not do this to punish this man, but rather to give him the chance to repent for his misdeeds. After all, killing him would have gained us nothing, but now he has the opportunity to redeem himself by informing us of all the other criminals that he has conspired with. We have saved his soul, and with his help, we will surely bring many others to justice as well, and as far as I’m concerned, that’s a win in my book.”
Before our warpriest could argue further, the wizard slowly reached up with trembling hands and began to mutter ‘thank you’ in a raspy broken voice, declaring that he would happily aid us with anything we desired. My party members merely sneered at this before demanding that I take the man to the local authorities, and after nodding my agreement, they finally let the matter drop and proceeded to loot the bodies. When we finally exited the warehouse, I couldn’t help but feel that we had achieved a major victory, and as I carried the weeping crime lord carefully in my arms, I knew that even greater challenges were in store for me in the future.
Sadly though, I fear that we must pause for the time being, for the hour grows late, and I am sure that many of you are weary of my ramblings. However, if you would like to hear more, then please feel free to come back again, and perhaps I will tell you the exciting conclusion to my epic little story. In the meantime, I wish you all good fortune and a very blessed day, and I hope that the Midnight Lord grants you the wisdom to overcome your misery and grow stronger through your pain.
With Deepest Regards: Xaldin.
[If you'd like to enjoy the 'narrated version' of this story, please feel free to check out the following link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NEcw8_MYNvU&t=1s&ab_channel=AllThingsDnD ]
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2020.09.29 21:34 EvilDarkCow WiFi in one room suddenly spotty at best - is my new smart TV to blame?

So I've lived in this house about a year now, and I've used all the same networking equipment since day one. I have a 50mbps internet plan from AT&T (used to be 100 but that specific plan isn't available in the new neighborhood and they're too obsessed with 5G cell signal to upgrade it, according to the tech who hooked us up.)
Anyway, my bedroom is on the opposite end of the house from the router, so my signal wasn't the best to begin with. Last week I replaced a 32" "dumb" TV + separate streaming box in this room with a new 55" wall mounted Smart TV. Since the addition of the new TV, the WiFi signal in this one room has been sporadic at best. My desktop PC (Intel Dual Band Wireless-AC 3168 built in) only has 2-3 bars of signal at any given time (from 4-5), with a download speed of around 3-5 mbps, and occasionally disconnects entirely. YouTube videos default to 240p unless I wait and let it buffer. All networking drivers are up to date.
Other devices in the room, such as a MacBook Pro, an iPad, and a PS4, also have occasional issues now, but not as severe as the desktop.
Coincidentally, the new TV has great signal and can stream 4K content without issue. And even when I'm watching over-the-air broadcasts on the TV instead of internet content, other devices now struggle.
All devices are on my router's 5 GHz band.
Things I have not yet tried include:
Does anyone know of any possible fixes?
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2020.09.29 21:06 Galiphile Content Update - 9/29/2020

Do not print the PHB yet.

Good afternoon, all:
Update is live. Links in the sticky and on the website are up to date. The website content will be updated in about a day.

PHB

Changelog

Chapter 2

  • Increased the number of book species to 30.
  • Mon Calamari Resistance updated to reference the slowed condition.

Chapter 3

  • Increased the number of book archetypes to 40 (four per class). Some archetypes have been moved out of the PHB to EC in preparation for future updates.
  • Adjusted many archetypes to grant a consistent number of features at certain levels.
  • Updated powers known for all classes and archetypes, predominantly buffing progression.
Berserker
  • Capstone ability scores nerfed to align with other capstones. Capstone feature added.
  • Feral Instincts renamed Feral Impulse.
  • Danger Sense moved to 3rd level. Fighting Style moved to 2nd level.
  • Fighting Style replaced with Berserker Instincts. Fighting Style moved to an instinct option.
  • Fast Movement moved to an instinct option.
  • Augmented Approach cannibalized as a part of the new Berserker Instincts feature. Augmented Approach, while a cool archetype, didn't interact well with the Cybernetics rules from Wretched Hives.
  • Expanded Content. Added a second 3rd-level feature to Frenzied Approach.
Engineer
  • Engineer's modification slot progression slightly altered.
  • Engineer mod slots now only reduce max tech points in excess of your proficiency bonus.
  • Armormech Engineer's 6th- and 14th-level features updated. Tech blast updated to be a weapon that uses Intelligence instead of a tech attack.
  • Experimental Engineering renamed Unstable Engineering.
Fighter
  • Assault Specialist toned down a bit, and has a new additional 3rd-level feature.
Guardian
  • Cause Harm range increased to 60 feet, from 30.
  • Lend Aid now only affects beasts and humanoids. This was always intended, but overlooked.
  • Aura of Conviction and Devotion consolidated and nerfed to instead grant advantage on saving throws against those effects.
  • Guardians now gain a third aura at 18th level.
  • Guardian Aura radius improvements now occur at 9th and 17th level instead of 10th and 18th level.
  • Guardian archetype naming convention redone to align with the basic forms.
Monk
  • Martial Arts now allows you to replace Strength with Dexterity when grappling, shoving, or tripping.
  • Martial Arts now lets you Dash and Disengage as a bonus action for free.
  • Added a focus attack modifier with the focus save DC.
  • The three base focus features have been slightly adjusted and now have higher level scaling.
  • Unarmored Movement moved to 3rd level. Fighting Style moved to 2nd level.
  • Fighting Style replaced with Monastic Vows. Fighting Style moved to a vow option.
  • Purity of Body moved to 13th level. Tongue of Sun and Moved eliminated. Extra ASI at 10th level.
  • Nightsister Order's Ichor Lightning now uses your focus attack modifier instead of Dex for its attack and damage rolls.
  • Teras Kasi Order removed, to be reintroduced more appropriate to its anti-Force theme.
  • Expanded Content. Aing-Tii Order's Flow-Walking moved to 6th level and consolidated with Focused Flurry. Both features use a shared pool equal to your Wis/Cha mod.
  • Expanded Content. Crimson Order's Crimson Armaments feature updated to align with Vow of the Sentry.
  • Expanded Content. Crimson Order's Divert Strike moved to a vow option.
  • Expanded Content. Jal Shey Order's 3rd-level features consolidated. Reduced the language and skill proficiencies gained.
  • Expanded Content. Kage Order's Intuitive Sight moved to a vow option.
  • Expanded Content. Kyuzo Order now gains proficiency with all thrown weapons.
  • Expanded Content. Kyuzo Order's Flurry of Throws removed to align with Vow of the Versatile.
  • Expanded Content. Trickster Order's two 3rd-level features consolidated.
Operative
  • Operatives can now choose any skills and any specialist's kit
  • Bad Feeling moved to 3rd level
  • New Operative Exploits that grant operatives minor invocations. Coopted the failed Exploits variant rule as a part of this.
  • Expanded Content. Disabling Practice now works in medium armor, but still doesn't allow heavy.
Scholar
  • Scholar's discoveries progression improved and matched with engineer's mod slots.
  • Added an additional feature to Multitasker.
  • Physician scholar renamed Doctor.
Scout
  • Ranger's Quarry is no longer limited use, but you can now only mark creatures once on each of your turns, you can deal the additional damage once per turn instead of round, and you can only have one creature marked at a time. At 5th level, you can use your reaction to mark a creature as it enters your line of sight. The duration now automatically increases at higher levels.
  • Pathfinder moved to 1st level and updated.
  • Swift Response moved to 3rd level and replaced with Scout Routines. Responder's Routine adopts features from Swift Response.
Sentinel
  • Path of Aggression's Thunderous Momentum feature updated to reference the new slowed condition.

Chapter 4

  • Increased the number of book backgrounds to 20.

Chapter 5

  • Reverted the Variant: Starting Wealth values back to dice. Added an additional 3d4 to each class.
  • Added a cumulative wealth by level table.
  • Auto and rapid properties moved to the PHB from Wretched Hives. Many weapons also moved from WH to the PHB.
  • Ion blasters slightly nerfed to better represent their intended use.
  • Consumable DCs updated across all books.
  • Updated wrist launcher cannisters to function with proficiency.
  • Medpac and Repair Kit changed to scale with Hit Dice size. This includes their enhanced versions.
  • Poison buffed to 2d4.
  • Breaching charge moved to EC temporarily, to be re-introduced in GSH.
  • Explosives have been reworked, generally buffed, and shuffled, with new options available in the PHB and WH.
  • Updated binders.

Chapter 6

  • All fighting styles and masteries moved into the PHB.
  • Berserk Style updated to not make the Strength capstone feat quite so ridiculous.
  • Twin-Blade Style now allows you to add your ability modifier to your Double-Weapon Fighting attack roll, instead of the damage roll, to align with the Chapter 9 change.
  • Form naming convention redone.
  • Updated Niman form.
  • All feats that are not eligible as a background option have had level requirements added. This will make sorting for valid background feats on the website easier.
  • Rifle Specialist updated to reference the slowed condition.
  • First bullet of Casting Specialist nerfed.
  • The seven weapon specialist feats and the Casting Specialist feat have been moved to EC, to be reintroduced in a later book.
  • Weapon Expert updated to better enable the secondary feature.

Chapter 9

  • Defined critical hit range.
  • Double-Weapon Fighting now no longer adds your ability modifier to the attack roll, instead of the damage roll, to further deviate it from Two-Weapon Fighting. The Twin-Blade style has been updated accordingly.
  • Clarified the order in which passive damage reduction, damage resistance and vulnerability, and active damage reduction occur. Updated features that actively reduce damage to clarify that they trigger on the damage, not the attack.

Chapter 11

  • Increased the number of book force powers to 200. New powers.
  • Updated the weapon at-will language to allow for unarmed strikes.
  • Updated some at-will powers that previously didn't improve at higher levels.
  • All force powers that reduced a creature's speed instead grant 1 or more slowed levels.
  • Some powers have been tweaked, either buffing or nerfing as appropriate.

Chapter 12

  • Increased the number of book tech powers to 200. New powers.
  • Updated the weapon at-will language to allow for unarmed strikes and thrown weapons.
  • Updated some at-will powers that previously didn't improve at higher levels.
  • All tech powers that reduced a creature's speed instead grant 1 or more slowed levels.
  • Some powers have been tweaked, either buffing or nerfing as appropriate.
  • Scorching Ray renamed Scintillating Ray.

Appendix A

  • Shocked no longer reduces speed. It now restricts a creature to either an action or a bonus action, but not both.
  • New condition: Slowed. Functions like exhaustion, but instead reduces speed. Each other condition that would reduce speed instead references slowed. Powers and features that would reduce speed should now reference slowed, to grant synergy.

And, as always

  • Minor text fixes.
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2020.09.29 20:36 vatalys Killing Floor 2: Infernal Insurrection is Out Now!

Announcement
Chancelog
ROSWELL, Ga. – Tuesday, Sept. 29 -- Publisher and developer Tripwire Interactive invites players to celebrate Halloween early this year with today’s release of the free Killing Floor 2: Infernal Insurrection seasonal update. Out now and running until Tuesday, November 10 for PlayStation®4, PlayStation®4 Pro, Xbox One, Xbox One X, and PC via Steam and the Epic Games Store, today’s update brings the heat with new weapons, Halloween-themed zeds, and a brand new map inspired by the famous King’s Cross railway station.
Today’s Killing Floor 2: Infernal Insurrection update launch also follows the title’s recent debut on the Epic Games Store as a free title in July along with the introduction of PC cross-play between Steam and Epic Games Store players. With over 11 million new Killing Floor 2 downloads since July, there’s never been a bigger, better or more brutal time to join the fun for 6-player co-op and 12-player VS battles!
The Killing Floor 2: Infernal Insurrection update is also part of Tripwire Interactive’s longtime commitment to release free seasonal content updates for players since the game first launched in 2016.
Major highlights from today’s Killing Floor 2: Infernal Insurrection update launch include:
New Map
New HRG Weapons
Killing Floor 2 players can also update their armory further with the
Creepy Cosmetics
and a variety of cosmetic and weapon skin bundle specials. Head to the official Killing Floor 2 website for full details.
To celebrate the release of the update and the Halloween Season, Tripwire will be participating in a number of ghoulishly good Halloween Sales promotions! Be sure to follow Tripwire’s social channels for information on special sales discounts coming in October!
In Killing Floor 2, players descend into continental Europe where the outbreak caused by Horzine Biotech’s failed experiment has quickly spread and gained unstoppable momentum, essentially paralyzing the European Union— Just one month after the events in the original KILLING FLOOR, the specimen clones are everywhere and civilization is in disarray; communications have failed, governments have collapsed, and military forces have been systematically eradicated. The people of Europe know survival and self-preservation too well and lucky survivors have gone into hiding.
Not all have given up hope though... A group of civilians and mercenaries have banded together to combat the outbreak and established privately funded operation bases across Europe. Upon tracking specimen clone outbreaks, players will descend into zed-laden hot zones and exterminate them.
Killing Floor 2 is developed and published by Tripwire Interactive and is published at retail by Deep Silver and Iceberg Interactive for the Xbox One, Xbox One X, PlayStation®4 Pro, PlayStation®4, and PC. This title has been rated M by the ESRB, PEGI 18, USK 18.
Stay up-to-date with the latest Killing Floor 2 news and information on the official website. You can also keep track of Tripwire Interactive by visiting the official website, Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, and YouTube.
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2020.09.29 20:31 Subtlegi {NF] A Technical Investigation of Citizen Kane

I wrote this some time back as a term paper for a College Film Class. The reference pics have been removed to save space
A Technical Investigation of Citizen Kane
It’s Not All Black and White
📷 Citizen Kane is considered perhaps the best film ever produced. What does it contain that so many of others missed? I believe it is the imagination and technical expertise of Orson Welles and Greg Toland’s talent cocktail that forged this memorable work. To the right, notice both men on the floor setting up a low angle shot. Welles did very little alone, he was intelligent enough to use “OPB” other people’s brains. The screenplay alone does not stand up well against many other “Great Films,” it is the audio/visual experience created by the use of great techniques in lighting, photography and sound recording which make this film a masterpiece.
Over a period of twenty-five years, I have acquired a great deal of knowledge and experience in the Visual Arts. During this time I worked professionally in film, sound, and video while also enjoying the wonderful art of amateur black and white photography. My resume’ qualifies me to present a case for my thesis and in doing so I will cite technical information which is a part of my knowledge base. This combined with my research, meld into a comprehensive report on the behind the scenes wizardry of an ultra talented group of filmmakers.
📷Like most humans, I experience film through my eyes and ears, always looking deeper, beyond the dialog alone, into the complete experience. Although I hear the famous word “Rosebud” spoken by Kane, it is the atmosphere of the room, and the close up of his mouth, which amplifies the moment.
📷 Orson Welles wrote, directed, and acted in many productions of which Citizen Kane, being his best known, is the film he’ll be remembered. The following is a sampling of other productions Welles wrote, directed and more, except for this first two, written by William Shakespeare. MACBETH, described by Welles as "a violently sketched charcoal drawing of a great play," The magnificent photography by John L. Russel (Psycho) Directed by Orson Welles, and acted by Welles, Jeanette Nolan, DanO'Herlihy, Roddy McDowall, 1948. OTHELLO (production spanned three years) it won the Grand Prize at Cannes. Directed by Orson Welles, With: Welles, Suzanne Cloutier, Micheàl MacLiammoir, Robert Coote, 1952, THE LADY FROM SHANGHAI, Rita Hayworth plays a sultry wife, and includes the legendary hall-of-mirrors shootout finale. Directed and written by Orson Welles, 1947. THE MAGNIFICENT AMBERSONS, Directed and written by Orson Welles, 1942. TOUCH OF EVIL, Directed and written by Orson Welles, With: Heston, Welles, Janet Leigh, Joseph Calleia, Akim Tamiroff, Dietrich, Mercedes McCambridge, Dennis Weaver, 1958 (Starlight News).
After reading the above, it is impossible to overlook Welles as the original film multi-tasker. This man did it all. As a fine actor, writer, and director, it can be argued Welles has a bit of a control issue, but perhaps when you’re as talented as he, it’s not to unusual to not want to place your work or self in another’s hands.
The conductor of light, director of photography Greg Toland was hired from Samuel Goldwym Studios at $700.00 per week (Carringer 69). While at Goldwyn Studios Toland became regarded as one of the most creative cinematographer of the 1930.
His ‘acknowledged brilliance,’ as “American Cinematographer” magazine argued in 1942, placed him in the most nearly ideal position any Director of Photography has since the halcyon days when D.W. Griffith and Billy Blitzer were between them creating the basic techniques of the screen (American Cinematographer).
These accolades and of course the films themselves placed Toland in a position of power when negotiating with producers. Here are some items he requested and received from the producers of Citizen Kane. “RKO was obliged to employ Toland’s regular crew and rent his camera equipment from Goldwyn” (Carringer 69). He demanded these guarantees as an artist, for he had personalized his equipment, his brush, so to speak, to accommodate the style in which he shot. The crew consisting of grips, camera assistants, and gaffes were all a part of Toland’s creative bag of tricks that worked together as a one organism to accomplish the monumental task of producing a film of this caliber. Above all Toland insisted on creative control. This he had become accustomed to at Goldwyn Studios. After much success in his early career, Toland remarked, "I want to work with someone who's never made a movie. That's the only way to learn anything from someone who doesn't known anything”(Walling). He got his chance in 1941 with Citizen Kane on Orson Welles first movie. This team of Toland, and Welles became a creative partnership unsurpassed in movie making history.
There is light and the absence of light, there is shadow, created by infringing on the path of a light. These elements are the two ends of the visual spectrum. White (light), Black (shadow) and by the expected use of them, every lighting situation (in B/W) can be resolved. Mind pictures like these become possible in the right hands. Powerful light driven through small spaces cut like knives on the floor and walls. Soft light pushed through a window or down a hall washes the area like a softly driven snow. The power of this technique is obvious in the shot captured of the Walter Thatcher Library. (right) Nothing is resolved here (can be seen clearly), but it’s not the dialog or the face of the actors the filmmakers are interested in, but the mood set by the absence of light and the rod of
light coming from above. Reminiscent of a spiritual setting, the beam of light representing the entrance of the Almighty into the room.
Film is the medium that followed and in some ways took the place of paint, brush, and canvas, first with the snapshot, followed by moving pictures. In 1940 film had its limitations, even today it’s requires an informed photographer to photograph in a variety of settings with equally satisfactory results. Much of what makes an artist great is the length to which they are able to stretch the medium in which they work. This is where Welles and Toland excelled; they stretched the ability of the camera and film to lengths never before attained.
The tone of Citizen Kane is created with light, shadow, and darkness. Photography and light go hand in hand, in fact photography, as we know it, cannot exist without a light source. The way a scene is lit directly affects the resulting print. Film stocks of the late thirties, early forties were “slow” meaning the amount of exposure time (to light) with respect to the quality and resolution of the resulting print is high (long). A “fast” film with a speed of 800ASA or higher can capture an image indoors without a flash or extra lighting in a normally lit room. In 1940 a 100ASA film was considered fast, this film used in daylight would be capable of good exposure, but anything less than daylight would require lights, for a stills, a flash, for moving pictures, stage/motion picture lighting …Big, Hot, sometime noisy lights.
The film used to shoot Citizen Kane was Kodak Super XX, 100ASA which was an “off the shelf” product, that fortunately for Toland had just recently been released. Double X was “Four Times Faster” than its immediate predecessor. Without this timely release Citizen Kane may never have been made. The other variable is the amount of light needed and available, and how much one chooses to expose the film. Exposure time and aperture settings are two variables that determine, to a great extent, whether a scene will appear as bright as a 📷sunny day or full of shadows with the blackest blacks, but only grayish whites. Proper contrast presents itself as balanced if upon examination the black & white negative it exhibits the two extremes represented on the gray scale, black and white. This bias manifests in a photo that is too dark or too light and lacks contrast.
The manipulation of exposure can be seen and studied early in this film. In the scene shot in the projection room, Toland under exposed the film by not using an “average” light setting, (balanced) instead he resolved the streams of light pouring from the projection windows and placed the actors in the shadows. There is nothing wrong with this; in fact, it is exactly what they wanted. The average person taking snapshots of their children would not appreciate their photos turning out in this fashion, but the professional is an artist, and artists create moods and settings with the tools of their art. In film, what we don’t see sometimes makes the shot
📷 “Camera derives from the Latin word for room or chamber. The camera pre-dates film. The Camera Obscura or “Dark Room,” occasionally seen at scenic locations was, in its original form, a pinhole camera.
The “pinhole’ in the roof could scan the countryside by means of a rotating mirror. The image was focused on a white table in the center if the room and viewed by observers inside the “camera” (Di Guilio).
📷”The Mitchell Camera Corporation began in 1919 as a camera repair and modification shop in Hollywood, as The National Motion Picture Repair Company (Roberts 141). The film was shot with Mitchell BNC cameras (BNC stands for Blimped News reel Camera). The BNC was introduced in 1934 and the first two cameras were sold to Goldwyn Studios in 1934 and 1935. "The first important picture on which they were used was Citizen Kane" (Roberts148) In 1934, this camera made the recording of sound for film feasible. At around 35 dB, the NC was quiet enough for unblimped use in exterior sound filming, as long as the microphone was not near the camera. Later that year the BNC was introduced, the B stood for Blimped. The Blimp is a sound proof housing which surrounded the camera bringing the sound level to a very quiet 21dB! To the average person these numbers mean nothing, even with an explanation of these levels may continue to seem irrelevant. But, take it from a man who spent years on sound stages, in recordings and television studios, the difference is huge; 35dB “decibels” is the sound level in an average home, 21dB is the sound level of a whisper, or rustling leaves. These are logarithmic numbers and the difference is demonstrated by taking the next step up. 70dB is the sound level of freeway traffic and of a vacuum cleaner. The change the “blimped” camera had on motion pictures is immense! (Noise)
The camera’s angle and length of lens create perspective. A long lens creates a voyeuristic feel as if looking in from afar a good example being Hitchock’s Rear Window. A short or wide lens brings the viewer into the scene. Angles are simple to understand.
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Considered how you appear to a small child from its playpen? Put yourself in the it’s place, think of its perspective “low” looking up, “wide” larger than life, and somewhat distorted view. This is not a pleasant picture. The baby looking up sees a huge, distorted thing; fortunately babies are innocent and cannot put the ominous nature of their vulnerable scene in perspective. Conversely, the perspective of an adult looking down at a child is like a king from his throne, a feeling of power, not vulnerability. Perspective makes the difference. Even in a situation where those involved are adults as in a courtroom setting, perspective plays a role. In a courtroom, the judge sits up high upon their judgement seat, which forces the defendant to look up. The judge appears large and powerful, while the defendant feels small, powerless, and vulnerable. Above, strong and in control, below, weak and suppliant. Orson, digs holes (right) in floors, through walls, and flies his cameras in the air shooting from different angles, creating different perspectives. A film shot at one level is flat, without flavor and as bland as an unseasoned potato.
📷 Next we explore the topic of “depth of field” (the distance from the object nearest to the camera and the farthest that are in continuous focus) also know as “Deep Focus” The first notable example is from the footage shot in the parlor of Mrs. Kane’s boarding house. In the foreground, mother, father, and Mr.Thatcher
discuss the boy’s future while in the background young Kane is seen through the window, all in perfect focus. Another example is the scene where Kane and his wife are sitting at either end of a long dining table in the huge Xanadu, big headed Kane intimidating and distorted (not out of focus) in the foreground, his bored wife, small and insignificant in the distance, both presented in sharp detail.
📷This next frame combines two techniques, “tight composition,” and “deep focus.” Tight composition meaning a quantity of images in a relatively small frame, and deep focus, all the images in frame are in focus. The scene is when Kane walks in on Susan’s singing lesson only to hear “the Maestro,” frustrated and disgusted with Susan’s ineptness, screaming a laundry list of insults at her. Bad timing. Kane in anger reprimands “the Maestro.”
After a few critical viewings, and a quick look at my camera’s dept of field indicator, I estimate the field covered in “the Maestro” frame was approximately 18 inches to 30 feet. Probably an 18mm or 25mm lens was used which has great depth of field when stopped down to F/11 or F/16, these two numbers are aperture setting or f-stops, indicate the size of the hole the camera looks through. The larger the number the smaller the hole, and the great dept of field.
A standard photographers table supplies the following values: for an 18.5mm lens at F/8: 1' 6" to Infinity and for 25mm: 2’ 9" to Infinity. To shoot at these apertures, a 100 ASA film requires 1280-foot candles of light, which is quite high by today’s standards. (A foot-candle is equal to the light ‘one candle’ would illuminate a surface at the distance of one foot.)
The definition of Deep Focus is applicable as a frame of reference in defining Shallow Focus, in which one part of the screen is in focus and the rest blurred, thus directing the viewer's attention to the key element of the action. This was a useful technique, but not an innovation in the1930s, having been used since the early days of film, although much of it’s use was dictated by the limitations of the cameras and films of the time.
An unknown Internet author describes a fancy focus technique.
📷Toland found that extra means were needed to maintain sharpness in certain extremely deep shots. Split-focus lenses and carefully controlled double exposures sometimes turned the trick, but were difficult to set up. One example is in the sequence in which Kane's wife attempts suicide: a glass, spoon and medicine bottle in sharp focus dominate the foreground; the bed is in the middle ground; and figures enter the door in the background. Here the foreground was lighted and photographed first, with the rest of the scene in darkness. Then the foreground was silhouetted and the background was lighted and shot in focus on the same film. (Sharp Practice)
Film is the medium that in some ways followed and took the place of paint, brush, and canvas. First came the snapshot, followed by moving pictures. To this day film has limitations, but in 1940, they were manifold. Much of what makes an artist great is the length to which they stretch the medium in which they work. This is where Welles and Toland excelled; they stretched the ability of camera, film, and light to lengths never before attained.
📷Before the making of Citizen Kane sound stages and film sets were open ceiling. A lot went on just above the frame, all of it unseemly, and needed to be hid, things such as; microphones, (big ugly microphones on booms with cables hanging) and other equipment that hung from the usually high ceiling sets. This open ceiling arrangement prohibited the camera from tilting (a vertical pan) any higher than the top of a room’s wall. Toland and Welles had no desire to repeat the same old shots seen hundreds of times before. They figured a way to work around this problem. They created ceilings with muslin, now microphones and the like were hidden above this “new ceiling.” This permitted Toland to shoot from the floor, (right) actually from a hole in the floor without thought of running out of wall. Note all that ceiling showing.
📷This took the bit from Toland’s mouth, freeing him to point the camera wherever his heart desired. The frame pictured to the left is an extraordinary example for three innovations are demonstrated in one shot: covered ceilings, a low angled perspective and deep focus. Fantastic!
Who says you have to be high tech to be innovative? Artists dislike restraints, when set free, they fly high. Freedom brought us this wonderful film.
The sound on Citizen Kane encompasses dialog, sound effects, and the musical score. In reverse order, Bernard Herrman scored the film, and later went on to compose the music for other great movies, including Psycho and Taxi Driver (who can forget that sax?). Welles brought with him from radio a keen ear and an understanding of sound effects. These effects augmented the film, but were not overpowering as in some films today. One example of his subtle usage is noted by Robert Carringer. “. . . such as the typewriter heard in extreme close-up when Kane is finishing the opera review and the musical accompaniment to the light bulb that dims to signal the faltering of Susan’s singing career”(100). I’ve recorded many sound tracks for video and television and I don’t envy the task assigned to the engineers in charge of this film. Even when recording a simple spot, I used more and better equipment than the entire sound crew of Citizen Kane.
In their process . .
. . . there are two separate and distinct sound operations, each presided over by a different sound engineer. One engineer is in charge of the sound recorded during the production. His chief assistant is the operator of the boom – a microphone slung from a long metal rod and suspended above the actors’ heads (Carringer 102).
Considering the task of a “boom operator” under ordinary circumstances was difficult, on Welles’ set there were times it must have been close to impossible. Because of the muslin ceilings the operator had a much more difficult time properly placing the microphones above the actors.
Once recorded, then it went into post production, and into the hands of James G. Stewart, a sound contractor who work on some of the most famous theaters in America, including Radio City Music Hall, before moving to California and joining RKO. He was in charge of post production, in those days called “rerecording,” today mixing and overdubs.
📷In the late thirties one could not go to a local sound store and buy whatever your budget allowed, these sound engineers, were just that, “engineers,” and if they needed something they’d design and build it. The crude two-man mixing console shown here is a “one off,” built for RKO under Stewart’s direction. Prior to this point in the process, the audio is dry (no effects, or processing) it’s during the “re-recording” process that echo, reverb, effects, and overdubs are inserted and mixed. Sound persons rarely get much glory, but without them, the public might still be watching silent films (Carringer 102-3).
In closing, Citizen Kane is a technical milestone in movie making, although I find the screenplay depressing. This tale of a boy removed from his family, given an education and all the money he could ever need (so one would think). Who grows into an idealistic, generous, and kind man, who had plans to change the world, but instead the world changed him, and for that, he hates the world and himself in return. The final scene, reveals his true heart, one, once so soft, now, hardened and broke. Calling to the heavens, spoke his final word “Rosebud” the name of a sleigh he once owned, so long ago, before fate stepped in and killed the boy. When Kane spoke, “Rosebud” he was not only calling out the name of a child’s toy, no, he was calling out to the life he left behind which contained that sleigh. The life he never had the chance to live.
📷📷📷📷📷”Rosebud” “Rosebud” “Rosebud” “Rosebud” “Rosebud”
Sources Cited
American Cinematographer, “Greg Toland.” 1942. http://www.cinematographer.com (1999)
Carringer, Robert. The Making of Citizen Kane. University of California Press, Berkeley
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http://www.temple.edu/CEPT/temp/dcblevel.html (Nov. 2000)
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http://www.bfi.org.uk/sightandsound/archive/innovators/toland.html (Oct.2000)
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http://www.pathfinder.com/photo/essay/kane/toland.htm (Oct. 2000)
Images: Peter Stackpole, LIFE, Welles and Toland on floor, 1.
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2020.09.29 20:24 SneakyNinja4782 Throwback to the u/CallOfNobodyCares leaks. Who else remembers the dark times of BO4 launch?

List of all things CallOfNobodyCares has LEAKED.
This is a full list of all things leaked by reddit user CallOfNobodyCares.
VOD:
There is a fish located in one of several locations. Shoot it to make it fall and interact to collect it. After each one, another will spawn in a new location. Collect six total and go to the crate on the deck that has fish on it. Interact to recieve a reward.
In the engine room, use an upgraded elemental kraken to shoot the four center-most moving pistons. They will smoke and stop movong after being shoot. Six blinking red light lead to six wheel to turn. After turning all six, go in the Turbine room and interact with the switch on the wall next to the door. This unlocks the PAP at all locations.
There is a dancing Humonculus dancing on an iceberg with a flag gaurd next to it. The flag pattern is a morse code cipher, this can only be seen using a sniper and looking through a certain window.
There are three sheets, each corresponds to a piano near the Grand Staircase, one is in the Dining Hall. After placing all three, quickly melee all three pianos and then the mystery box with your special weapon (doesn't have to be the same player). This allows the player to temporarily be able to switch their special weapon via the mystery box. This can be done repeatedly every round.
Stay under water for 30 seconds and there will be about a 5% chance every three seconds of a verse playing. After a verse plays, you have to wait three minutes to hear another.
BOD:
You can upgrade the Golden Spork to the Sprknife and it is the most difficult/arduous EE in BO4. To do this, obtain the Golden Spork and go to the bathtub/tub of blood in the room next to New Industries (near the first fast travel). Now get 100 melee kills with the Golden Spork near this tub. When completed, a skeleton hand will rise out. Interact with it to place the Golden Spork. Now there will be three stones of different colors spawned around the map. The player has to find these stones. One at a time, the player must place a stone at its corresponding trap (acid, blade, or fan trap) and then get 100 kills near the trap. Once all three traps are completed, a gold colored stone will spawn. The player must take the golden stone to the skeleton hand. Interact and it will change to the Sprknife. These steps may have been slightly altered since the last time I did them, the 100 kills near the tub may be before or after (or both) the stones.
The minor EE are mainly tiny pieces of artwork that can be found by using certain attacks on certain objects. Such as; Use the Flamethrower's Tornado on the desk across from the mystery box in Administration, the Katana's Dash on a bookshelf in Library. You can activate your special weapon next to or melee with the golden spork the two signs in Michigan Avenue and Times Square (I forget which attack is for which).
IX:
Once the Viking Funeral is completed and the Iron Bull is completed, there is another EE that can be completed.
First, use the shield to shoot the drumming gladiators during a gladiator round. You'll know it worked when it plays a guitar rift and the drummers will turn toward the arena and put their arms in the air. Next, the player has to melee nine zombies with the upgraded shield, while the blade is on fire. I believe there are one or two more steps of either using the WW or a certain trap to kill nine zombies. It's been changed multiple times since I last tested it so it may be slightly different or require a different amount of kills. A guitar rift will sound after completing each step. The physical reward I believe is just a random powerup. The main reward is that a destroyer will appear where the drummers and will appear to rocking out playing an air guitar. All destroyers will be able to play two animations; playing the air guitar and devil horns in the air.
There are several yellow text ciphers. One is in the room with the crying builder. Another in the center of the pit behind a hand that you interact with. One is in the way up in the stands on the right side of one of the podiums. One is under the center podium in the Arena. One is in one of the starting tunnels, the player will have to go down for this one. There is one that can only be seen in the stars during the Danu Tree event, I believe it's morse code based with the stars blinking. There may be a couple more that I forget. For the center podium one, I believe you have to kill a blightfather on the podium first. It may require using a certain weapon or AAT.
There is also a minor EE to change the "Bath House" to the "Blood Bath House". It requires getting about 830 kills inside of the bloody bath in Zeus Temple. The zone name will change, nothing else happens. The kill amount is the dev's son's birthday but it was last reported as changing before the amount was reached.
The crying builder is map lore and was the one who built the traps and WW against the wishes of his superiors. He was sealed in the wall alive as punishment.
You can take less trap damage by running/sliding through every trap variant (3) without taking trap damage from those traps all within the same round. Then you have to kill one of each type of enemy with a trap, except for the gladiators and blightfathers (this includes tigers and each catalyst type). Its unknown how but it can be reset so that you take damage again.
Classified:
After completing the Punch Card EE, go back to the military base. As Dempsey (only he can do this), throw a frag grenade (frag only) at the door of the large warehouse (opposite side of jump scare). Dempsey will say a quote. Leave the area, return, throw another frag, I believe this can be done five times for different quotes.
In the basement, go in the room with the projector. Stand in the corner across from the projector (corner next to table). Samantha will give her version of the Crooked Man Riddle.

Other Leaks:
DLC 1 Is a prequel to the Choas storyline with four new characters.
Nuketown Zombies is 100% happening but no date for when.
Each DLC pack will have 1 Zombies Map.
It is planned to have more maps that follow the Aether Storyline.
There are plans to eventually complete and implement a 4v4 mode in zombies. However, there is a possibility that it may be cancelled.
The Sprknife quest was last reported as not functioning, or being changed without QA being told, which happens often.
The main Classified EE are the cutscene and the WW. There is no EE like the other maps with a boss fight.
In the next title update (tu6), Speed Cola will return. It will be automatically equipped as a bonus in-game Vapor when the player has all four main Vapors equipped. It can deactivate and reactivate.
Jug was removed because they couldn't figure out how to fix the issues caused by combining it with armor and they didn't want to spend more time working on it. It should work fine now and may return since the health and armor systems use separate bars.
Treyarch only give a shit when big streamers get their game crashed. They don’t care if the minority’s game crashes
The BO4 Campaign mode was worked on until mid 2017 but was scrapped due to wanting to make too many mp maps. It designed to be a 2v2/co-op race to finish each mission.
There was one EE involved with interacting with something in Ra Basement, but it was removed. It just made the crowd do the Wave.
The ciphers translate to quotes by the Priest. He pretty much sees it as his time to fulfill the prophecy of ridding mankind of its weaknesses and forcing what he believes is evolutuon.
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