2025.01.24 02:41 Minisourroar Museum
Hello sa mga thomasian Jan!
Pwede ba pumasok sa ust ang outsider? Pupunta lang sana sa museum and tignan Ang way kung saan Ang testing room ko. Kung pwede saan po dadaan na gate? And ano po sasabihin sa guard? Any gate po ba sa ust pwede dumaan?
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2025.01.24 02:41 Mediocre-Diver-402 Wake Forest A with $$
Stats in flair, applied 12/1
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2025.01.24 02:41 that1hippiechic OG Nixin @ the Levee!
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2025.01.24 02:41 MattfromNEXT How much is workers comp insurance?
Hi everyone! We’ve been getting a lot of questions lately about how much worker’s compensation costs and I wanted to help shed some light on the numbers that business owners don’t often get to see.
Let’s start with the basics, workers' comp is coverage designed to protect employees who suffer work-related injuries or illnesses. This typically includes:
2025.01.24 02:41 aibncudp New car finance/leasing
Hi, I’m new to the group. Is this the right place to ask about car finance or leasing? Apologies if this is not appropriate.
I earn about AUD $3,500 fortnightly after tax, and I’m really interested in the new BYD Shark 6. After all the upgrades, the total cost will be around $80,000. I’m unsure whether to finance or lease it. Can anyone help me with a breakdown to figure out which option will save me more?
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2025.01.24 02:41 Faction_Chief /r/worldnews - https://www.timesofisrael.com/knesset-passes-law-banning-denial-of-october-7-massacre/
/worldnews
https://www.timesofisrael.com/knesset-passes-law-banning-denial-of-october-7-massacre/
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2025.01.24 02:41 guttahman adventure crime lol
https://reddit.com/link/1i8lb8w/video/8nhuf4a0uuee1/player
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2025.01.24 02:41 Lost-Roof-2478 Trade?
One of my extras for one I’m missing. Send exchange request. TIA! Play MONOPOLY GO! with me! Download it here: https://mply.io/V0BWNg IGN Kristina submitted by Lost-Roof-2478 to MonopolyGoTrading [link] [comments] |
2025.01.24 02:41 Subject-Room8298 How far is too far for a messy list
Fake names used. Eliza and Rachel are ex-meta's. There's a lot of bad blood there, including blocking and actively attempting to spread rumors. Also, in the past Rachel has actively played with people with potentially invalid tests. Eliza and George are dating and George's other partner Tiffany wants George to join her in a threesome with Rachel. Eliza is not comfortable being connected with Rachel after how things ended with their mutual partner (Tom). Is it ok for Eliza to state that she doesn't feel comfortable continuing a relationship with George if he's going to be sexual with Rachel? Tiffany and Rachel aren't active partners, this is one time
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2025.01.24 02:41 terramanshizen RUBY Y PAUL MCCARTNEY 23ENE2025
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2025.01.24 02:41 washyourhands-- Wendigoon needs to drop a video breaking down the files that were released on the JFK, RFK and MLK assassinations. This is literally made for him.
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2025.01.24 02:41 NetKey8083 Transfer Options
I've seen a few posts and comments of people asking about the 90 credit "3-year" bachelors degrees from BYU-Pathway, specifically whether or not those degrees would satisfy the requirements for Masters Degree programs. So, Can you get a Masters Degree after earning your 90 credit bachelors degree? The answer is that (unfortunately) many institutions will not accept 90 credit bachelors degrees for admission into Masters Degree programs. This doesn't apply to all institutions, but if their requirements refer to a bachelor's degree as a "4 year degree", or a "120 credit degree", then you can be fairly certain that they will either deny your application or require you to "make-up" the remaining 30 credits before admitting you into a masters program. If you have your eye on a specific program, reach out to admissions counselors for that program and see what steps you need to take. In the meanwhile, here is a link to a list of institutions that have transfer agreements with BYU-Pathway. They may allow you to transfer your 90 credits with direct course equivalencies and complete a 120 credit hour degree with them. Good Luck and God be with you! submitted by NetKey8083 to byupathway [link] [comments] |
2025.01.24 02:41 rambbones Greatest Of All Time
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2025.01.24 02:41 IslandCanuck-2 Relic: Prologue [2]
We gift you a path.
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L > I’ve never seen anything like this before, massive parts of his body are significantly newer than others. It’s like it’s been destroyed and regrown repeatedly.
M > Could explain the jumping if it’s affected his brain in the same way.
L > It hasn’t, but get this; there’s healed damage all over his Amygdala, Hippocampus, and Cerebellum. It’s consistent with ultra-low frequency sonic fibrations. What were they doing to him?
M > Guess we’re going to have to find out.
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I have a lot of time to think when I’m floating in this void.
I don’t know how long I’ve been in here, how long I’ve just been thinking. Maybe days, maybe weeks, maybe months, maybe years. I can feel myself, what makes me, me, I can feel that slipping away slowly. It’s a bit unpleasant, but maybe this is just my mind evolving from all the time I’ve been given to do nothing but think.
I don’t think I’m really asleep, although I’m certainly not awake. It feels like an unfortunately heavy dose of ether; I can’t move, I can’t feel, but I can think. I think about what I saw before I got put wherever here is; that fucking… craft, whatever it was. Those creatures too, like folklore tales, dogs walking and speaking, and… whatever the other ones were.
The part that throws me off the most is that it keeps bouncing back and forth, my memories. It’s like… I don’t know, maybe a slideshow; I can only see one slide at a time, and that slide that I can see is always changing, always different.
I think I’ll make it th-
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I wake up fighting for air, attempting to snap up to a sitting position. I can’t though, there are straps and restraints lying crisscrossed over my chest, legs, and arms. I’m trapped in what feels and looks like a hospital bed, if a hospital bed was designed to restrain a mad rhinoceros; The thickness of the metal frame and the sheer amount of straps seem unnecessary. I must have been caught, whatever they shot into my neck must have knocked me out, if it wasn’t the blood loss.
No point in wasting my time struggling against these restraints, no point in trying to break out of this many straps. They’ve got me, whoever they are, if it’s the UN or someone else or… whatever, doesn’t matter, I’m trapped. The only thing I can do now is take stock of my situation, and wait. From what I can see, I’m alone in a fairly large room, probably a medical center or a brig, the walls look the same as the ones in the vessel I collapsed in. It stands to reason that I am still onboard, although I have no way of telling if the vessel has departed from its spot near camp. I have no idea where I am.
My arm and leg, the places where I got hit specifically, are both covered with some sort of green slime. I have to do a double-take, as the flesh in my arm has already regrown to the point that you can’t see the bone anymore. I watch as the flesh slowly advances together, like sunflowers moving in the morning, seeing the limb healed in real time. Their medicine really is sci-fi, but I’m a little confused as to why they’re healing me instead of just putting a bullet in my brain and being done with it. I’m more than a little concerned about what they have planned for me.
“...T T T-T I T-I-T-I-T-E-T-E-S-T-Testing, testing, testing.” Voices, becoming one, from above me. The accent is foreign, but the English spoken is legible. I verbally sigh in relief, even if they aren’t my friend at least there’s another actually human around. I decide to try my luck.
“HELP! They got me trapped na? I need help, get me the fok outa’ere!”
“And who do you think they are?” He (I think) responds calmly.
“I don’t know, I have no idea, they shot me up something bad though, I’m fockken hurt man.”
“Yes, you are, and yes you were ‘shot’. You also killed several of my best, handpicked, agents and got your blood all over my ship, Predator. I’d say we are mostly even, or you’re even indebted to me, after all of that terribly nasty business. No matter though, I expected something along these lines to happen.”
“...”
“...So you are..?”
“Yes, I am one of ‘them’, predator.”
“...”
“...Oh.”
“...”
“...I’LL KILL YOU FOCKKEN BOUDKAPPER, WAG NET TOTDAT EK JOU IN DIE HANDE KRY-” I struggle against the restraints violently.
“No, that’s not how we behave. Shock him.”
The instant pain almost knocks me unconscious. Lightning, traveling from the nodes pushed against my wrists up through my arms, and into my chest. It’s like my blood has been sucked out, replaced with lava from Marion Island, the burning sensation spreading throughout my entire body in a split second. My back arches as my muscles tense up, and blood starts to flow out of where I bit down on my tongue. The shock wears off as I choke out a shaky breath, coughing on my own blood.
“Predator.” It’s the voice again. It keeps calling me that, I don’t understand why it keeps calling me that. I gasp for breath, spitting out blood and saliva. The combination dribbles down my face in small streaks, like rain on a window. “We need to establish a baseline for your emotions and cognitive function. Repeat the final word you hear spoken from each phrase, or you will receive another one of those nasty shocks, which I assume you would like to avoid. Do I make myself clear?”
I try to nod. “Yes-“
Fire in my veins. Agony. I scream until my throat hurts.
“Wrong. You were supposed to say clear. Do. I. Make. Myself. Clear?”
“Cuh… cah… f- c-clear.” I have to fight to get the word out of my throat, into my mouth, and out into the room. Like forcing myself to vomit. I think I might have wet myself.
“Good, much better. Another rule; much like your Human ‘telegrams’, if I end a sentence with ‘stop’ that is the end of the baseline test, and you do not need to respond. I will give you a moment to recover before we begin.”
I am silent, silent as a mouse. I am being played with, like a toy, but the only option I find is to comply. Resistance will bring me nothing but pain in this moment, pain that I don’t think I’ll be able to bear; I’m not a very strong man. I hear a noise from my left, maybe a door or something similar, and I can hear someone approaching as my heart starts to beat faster. As they walk into my field of view, I can see that it is a Squid-Thing, pushing a cart with a helmet of some sort laid across the top.
As they draw the cart alongside me, they take out a device of some sort from one of the many compartments. Turning it on, it starts to let out a rhythmic hum. They take it to my scalp, and I watch as my hair begins to fall onto the floor, like being shaved by a razor. They go back and forth in passes, quick passes, it only takes them a moment or so before I’m the better part of bald. Returning the automatic razor, they trade it for the helmet, which they then place atop my head. I struggle a bit as they clamp parts of the helmet to my eyelids, drawing them open, but it’s no use. I am forced to stare, only stare, straight ahead, at the wall in front of me. The Squid-Thing occasionally uses a dropper to dab liquid onto my eyes, making sure they don’t get irritated. Despite everything, I can’t help but be a little thankful.
It hurts, having my eyelids pulled back like this, and I can feel a tear or two run down the sides of my face. I still make no noise, I will make no noise, I can make no noise.
And then the wall comes alive.
A projector must be behind me, as pictures appear on the once-black screen. A rapid slideshow of pictures, pictures of carnage, carnage, and brutality. I see Squid-Things and Dog-Things and other things I’ve never seen before, small ones and big ones, getting ripped apart and torn asunder by what resembles large alligators. I hear a click from the cart before a low, throbbing tone erupts into the room. The humming vibrates in the back of my skull, like a particularly annoying itch that you can’t quite scratch. More and more pictures appear and disappear, more and more violence, more and more suffering. I try to close my eyes, I try hard, but the clamps are tight and unwavering. Every few seconds the vision in an eye goes blurry as the Squid-Thing drops another dab of liquid onto them, alternating back and forth. The pace is just slow enough to add to the wealth of discomfort I feel.
“Let’s begin. You are a Predator.”
I think about resisting, about staying silent, I mull it over in my head. What point is there in fighting back, at this stage? Better to go along with it, better to bide my time, for a better opportunity in the future. “Predator.” Anything that might get them to turn off that fucking noise, and that fucking slideshow. I can do nothing but stare at the gore and pain as it flashes by.
“A blight upon the stars, all-consuming. Predator.”
“Predator.”
“You will know your place in the universe, you will have an Understanding.”
“Understanding.”
“Us and them, you will have an Understanding.”
“Understanding.”
“You will understand the sins of the Predator.”
“Predator.”
You are a Predator.”
“Predator.”
“But you are not the Enemy.”
“Enemy.”
“The Arxur, the ones in the film, you must save them from themselves. They are the Enemy.”
“Enemy.”
“Your actions will destroy them. Your actions will purify them. They shall die by your hand and be granted a glimpse at heaven. They are the Enemy.”
“Enemy.”
“With this, we gift you a path back from the dark, Atonement.”
“Atonement.”
“Your sins will be washed away by the river of your actions, Atonement.”
“Atonement.”
“Each Arxur felled by your hand brings you closer to the light, Atonement.”
“Atonement.”
“Well done, you have performed marvelously. That is all of that for today, Stop. We have other tasks.”
The assistant Squid-Thing removes the clamps from my eyelids, letting me blink freely. It shuts the slideshow off as well, but it infuriatingly leaves the noise playing. I struggle slightly, trying to cover my ears. The tone makes me nauseous, my stomach swirling like the oceans off of Cape Good Hope. There’s no use though, and I just go limp, resigned to my fate.
“I’m sorry about the noise, but for our safety, we need to keep you restrained, completely. Once you have a little more Understanding, the noise won’t be necessary anymore.” The bed suddenly begins to shift, floating up into the air. It seems to follow the assistant Squid-Thing of its own accord, towards the door. Exiting into the hallway, I can barely see in front of me; doors upon doors upon doors. The hallway looks almost infinite, almost ethereal. Each door has a number 97, 98, 99, 100. Into the room with the door marked ‘101’. They transfer me inside, changing the position of the restraints, forcing me to raise my arms above my head and open my legs. The strap holding my forehead is released, letting me move my head to look at the new screen to my side. It shows another slideshow, but this one has nothing but joy and well-being, what looks like families and friends gathering and playing together.
“As for why you are here.” The Voice returns, out of the ceiling again. “We do not wish to… destroy the Predator within you, rather we wish to make you one of our own, make you understand the wrongs you have committed. We will educate you, teach you, lift you up, and then when you are ready we will turn you loose against the Enemy.”
Enemy. I must save them from themselves.
“You will fight for us, you will win many victories, and when you have truly learned the sin of the Predator we will let you go, into the void, free of your own filth. We will free you from yourself, guiding you on the path of your atonement.”
Atonement. My path back from the dark.
“Even though it might not seem like it, even though you might not believe me when I tell you, I am trying to help you. More specifically, I am trying to help your species. Humans have committed the many sins of Predation, all the sins of a true Predator, but I believe there is still hope for you.”
Predator, a blight among the stars.
“I believe there is the possibility of change, the possibility to become better, the possibility to become clean. This is not an opinion shared by most of my colleagues, however, for they want your entire species to be wiped out, and your planet cleansed by our atomics. Therefore, it rests on your shoulders whether Humanity survives, it rests on your ability to cooperate, and your ability to change. Do you understand?”
Understanding, us and them, our pla--He’s fucking lying, he’s fucking lying, he has to be, he has to be. I can’t let myself fall for this shit, I need to resist, I need to GET AWAY FROM THAT FUCKING NOIS-
“I said, do you understand?”
Understanding, us and them, our places in the universe.
“...Yes.”
“Good, very good. You are making excellent progress, you’re very receptive, and you should feel very accomplished. That’s all I have for you today, and unfortunately for our safety we need you to be asleep when we go to FTL, so I think it’s time for me to say goodnight. Goodnight, my student, I can see this being a very productive relationship.”
Sting in the neck. It all goes black again.
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M > Brainwashing.
L > Brainwashing. Now we just need to find out why, and what ‘atonement’ means.
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2025.01.24 02:41 mattys2002 Best Mexican food downtown Scranton
Going to be in downtown Scranton this weekend, any suggestions for the best Mexican restaurant? Or must see/dos? Thanks!!!
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2025.01.24 02:41 KingLevonidas They made Ghiaccio mad.
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2025.01.24 02:41 J2_Woosh Fully Modular and Fully Printable Filament Shelf
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2025.01.24 02:41 Magic_Marker_ Crypto and Whitehouse
Just saw this. I'm sure others have already seen/heard, but I thought I'd drop it here if you hadn't cough wind of it yet. submitted by Magic_Marker_ to XRP [link] [comments] |
2025.01.24 02:41 Rummarit Finished one!
For u/Someacidwords . submitted by Rummarit to OsamuSato [link] [comments] |
2025.01.24 02:41 echoplex-media Is JACK not long for this world?
For reasons I don't care to get into, I still prefer JACK and Pulse bridging for my audio routing for streaming and podcasting. Ubuntu Studio seems to be deprecating support for JACK. Do y'all think this might be a sign that in the medium to longer term JACK could be going away? If not, does anyone have a distro recommendation that comes with JACK "out of the box" that I could potentially deploy on machines for my less Linux savvy cohosts in the future?
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2025.01.24 02:41 Mrg2899 More shadow soldiers
This is my third random thought about solo leveling and this one could make a lot of sense
It is well known that every time that Sung Jinwoo defeated a monster (as well some humans) he uses his powers as the shadow monarch to rise from the dead to become shadow soldiers conserving a part of their abilities until he became the complete shadow monarch
In that idea I have thought of people and monsters that would have become shadow soldiers due to the monarch’s interest, spitefulnes or other reasons
Baruka: if Jinwoo was able to extract his shadow he would have been one of his deadliest shadows due to his stealth, bloodlust, power and the manipulation of ice. He would start as elite Rank soldier to later become a general or even a Marshall grade and he would have keep his name or receive the name of Blades as a shadow.
Vulcan: the guardian of the 50th floor of the demon king tower, if Jinwoo was able to get his shadow it would have been a force to be reckoned within the army of shadows, due to his immense strength and brute force he would have been an elite knight grade shadow that would work as a moving fortress fighting alongside Iron.
Cerberus: you get the idea by playing SLA but if Jinwoo the first time he returned to the castle and extracted his shadow it would have been a huge mistake to cross his path since he is a ferocious beast that even the protagonist had problems facing him even before he had his shadow army and it would have been the case the case the enemy, he would haven become either an elite or a general grade shadow with his name intact but receiving a nickname similar to a dog (you know which one).
Hwang Dongsook and his squad: being the first of people that Jinwoo ever killed it would have served as eternal punishment for trying to kill him and Yoo Jinho, this would have been possible if after defeating Kalgargan Jinwoo would have to used a lot of mana to trace their energy and bring them to his army. The fact that they were called lizards due to their actions would have greatly changed their appearance to a mix of lizardmen and men (take into consideration the appearance of greed), Dongsook would have been named Wrath (his death brought the wrath of his brother) and on the other hand Cho Kyuhwan would have been named Salamander (the magic creature guardian of fire) while the others would have received the names of various species of lizards all of them being elite grade and serving as guardians of Jinho.
Goto Ryuji: after defeating and claiming the shadow of Beru Jinwoo would have asked the ants to gather the bodies of those who would become shadow soldiers and Beru would have bring the body of Goto as he was the strongest hunter that he had killed himself and that would have bring the interest of the monarch (specially after learning the plan of Japanese hunters) so Jinwoo would have extract his shadow and named him Muramasa (legendary sword maker said to forge cursed swords) being an elite knight or general Grade shadow and eventually getting from Jinwoo a weapon similar to Igris.
Kandiaru: upon defeating the architect Jinwoo would have extracted his shadow to make him serve loyally in future battles and projects.
Thomas Andre: if Thomas didn’t admit he was defeated by Jinwoo he would have been the second victim of scavengers guild by Hwang Dongsoo’s action becoming the first Marshall grade shadow of the army under the name of Pride.
Those are the ones that can think of and if can think about anyone else please let me know
So what do you think?
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2025.01.24 02:41 Key_Establishment810 Jenny Wakeman.
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2025.01.24 02:41 ClauzSaveMePls Criatura Homebrew para o evento de Expandindo a Fenda
Está rolando um evento do suplemento Expandindo a Fenda chamado #ExpandindoaArte, resolvi participar.
Quem puder me ajudar, só acessar o link do tweet e dar um like ou rt, já ajuda dms!
Fiz uma ficha básica (pouca coisa desenvolvida) para ambas criaturas, também criei um documento com a descrição deles e tive a grande felicidade de ter um poema escrito pela u/GrisSoul sobre Os Amantes.
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2025.01.24 02:41 pandemonism Social security marker?
Are we still able to update our social security gender markers? I was not able to get an appointment until the 28th, and was very disheartened to see that the pages for updating sex identification are removed from social security’s website. Is it too late? Am I fucked?
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2025.01.24 02:41 Touche_Amore PGT: Boston Bruins vs Ottawa Senators - 1/23/25
KORPI SHUTOUT 2-0!!!! MARCHAND WITH THE CHOKESLAM!!!! GOODNIGHT YOU PRINCES OF MAINE, YOU KINGS OF NEW ENGLAND!!!! submitted by Touche_Amore to BostonBruins [link] [comments]