#i STILL can't find the solution online btw

[helladventurers]

Me,playing nier automata with @dewpriism: so you're gonna love this, the solution for this quest is so difficult and random that I'm seeing people say it took them over 30 minutes to get it done, and no sites online say how to trigger the thing you need for it to end, we might be here for a while and-

Them, 30 seconds after starting the quest: solved it :)

[worldlydesiretemple]

a little upset with the chiyo change tbh. i didn't realize or know chiyo was going to undergo a COMPLETE remodel/rework but seeing erissa is just ... man. i understand where people were coming from with their criticisms on chiyo's design but it feels even more backhanded that they just straight up made her (afaik) white.

erissa doesn't have much ... personality? to her design? it's an alright design by her lonesome, but it doesn't signify chaos to any degree. this is just a tiktok influencer to me. and she doesn't seem like an actual child anymore. chiyo was fun in the regards that she's clearly meant to be a rambunctious tweenager and could be seen as such, but now this is just. Ambiguous Older Teen/Young Adult to me.

i don't agree with their solution to chiyo criticism being "oh let's just not make her japanese!" because her being japanese wasn't . the problem? so.

i showed my friends the new design and we all came to the collective agreement she doesn't look like a dark rider or chaotic at all this is a quirky tiktok fashion influencer

[ohmeadows]

I'm curious how can you manage to write something so deranged (complementary) and it's still amazing?? Like I've been trying to write something that's out of my comfort zone but always stop halfway or chickened out because I don't know where or how to write the character. Is there a tip or notes that you can share with us? I love your stories btw and I've read all of them. Thank you so much for sharing 😘 I hope you're successful in everything that you do.

okay let me see what advice i can give!

first tip: pick a work you think does this really well and print it out. grab some highlighters. go over it like a hawk, highlighting the places you think they nailed that you struggle with. is it because they use some special verbs? are they speeding up or slowing down action? skipping over details you think you have to include or it won't make any sense? take note of what verbs they use, how they choreograph, how they set up the space and scene. this is a bit of tedious process but it teaches you so much about how others do it if you're willing to put in the time, and is just a great writing habit overall imo.

second tip: i chicken out a lot too! sometimes i have to turn that shame around. like okay, what's stopping me. i'm posting something online and no one knows who i am irl, check. sometimes i make an entirely new ao3 account just to feel safe about it. sometimes that shame can be utilized in the characters. shame when used right can be really hot, because you want to show how much a character wants something, can't stop thinking about it, even though it makes them melt from shame. and then keep upping the ante until they can't resist the desire anymore.

third tip: contrary to popular belief i think almost any kink i feasibly care about can happen with any character if you build up the setting well enough. the simplest formula is framing it as a problem character A has, and character B offers a solution. limited POV to one character means limited knowledge, so you can also play with "oh my god why are they behaving so annoying/sluttily/weird around me? ooooh oh ok they want to do [nasty kink]" and then comes a period of reflection, wrestling with it. i sometimes straight up project my own thoughts into this zone to process and be able to actually write it hahaha. it's really sexy and good tension to show the internal friction of wanting something and getting just a taste, and realizing ah shit you want it even more now.

fourth tip: if the kink is really far out of your comfort zone, write like a stepping stone guide building up to it (say, lactation might be too far out. okay. breastplay? tit bondage? sucking on nipples really intensely? nipple clamps? oiled up breasts?). and see how far you can go along it. maybe you need to stop halfway in one fic but the next time you can go a little further, and the third time you make it all the way. it is completely fine and actually really cool to explore the same kinks over and over and i promise readers won't get tired!

fifth tip: this is more something i love to read than what i usually write myself, but: character A comes across a kink in media. they begin to research it, think about it, and maybe tell character B or B finds out through accident. turns out, B is intrigued and into it. this formula works really well in building up, pouring research into it, allowing yourself to linger in doubts and details and hesitations... this whole thing, is it a trope? it should be. i love it. and it works so well with so many kinks!

okay i hope even a smidge in here was of use to you, and if you need any help with more specifics or generics my askbox is always open!

[telomeke]

TUMBLR ADS

A lot of online vitriol about how Tumblr is a broken site, etc. etc.

I'm way behind on deadlines and deliverables but I just have to take a moment to pen some thoughts about this.

Tumblr isn't at the level of YouTube where the ads break up a video and ruin the experience. On YT I really wish they would find a way to insert ads at appropriate junctures, but that might make it too easy for people to skip them maybe. But to interrupt things mid-sentence, to interrupt a SONG, it's too much. (I usually just right-click and open a duplicate video and watch it there, which sometimes works and sometimes opens another ad, so... no real solution in sight yet. Sigh...)

But Tumblr ads are either posts within the feed, or in sidebars (caveat: I'm only on desktop, and have no idea about the app experience). So for us on desktop, it's nowhere near as vile a situation as it is on YT. (Although once I saw two BL actors leaning in for a kiss only to be interrupted by an ad for mouthwash or breath mints or something like that, which was brilliant. 😂)

Anyway you can easily skip past the in-feed ads on Tumblr by tapping the 'J' and 'K' keys if it doesn't interest you. The dashboard feed can be so varied anyway so I don't feel like seeing some random post that's actually an ad really detracts that much from the experience.

The ads in the sidebar are a win-win for me, and I am actually in favor of more of this. (There are ways to balance their visibility, done tastefully, so that ads won't be too distracting. Hopefully they'll get this right the majority of the time.) You don't have to interact with ads if you don't want to, but if they bring in revenue, that can only strengthen Tumblr.

Which brings me to my main point – Tumblr is still a business. It brings in a modest revenue, though I can't find numbers as to how profitable it is. (Profit = revenue or income minus expenses, BTW.)

At the very basic level – if it does not turn a profit, or at least break even – it will SHUT DOWN. It is not a charity; it does not provide a service necessary for life; it is not government-run. IF IT DOES NOT TURN A PROFIT, IT WILL BE SHUT DOWN.

As Tumblr users, we are provided with a free service. There is no cost to us unless you choose to spend. The Tumblr experience is greatly wonky in parts, but there's still a lot to love.

Which is why I can't understand calls to block ads or boycott use of the website.

There are so many posts on here (maybe that explains it?) from people who don't seem to understand this: if money coming in is less than the money needed to keep you alive, YOU DIE. The principle also applies to every system that needs life-supporting input (like nutrients to a plant, food to an animal, fuel to a machine).

ADS BRING IN REVENUE. And Tumblr NEEDS revenue (or income) to stay afloat, they need that revenue to be greater (or at least no less) than their operating expenses, and they need to figure out a way to get that revenue consistently.

The ad situation here isn't toxic the way it is on YT, and it can be lived with. I'm trying to think of ways to support the website that don't hurt my pocket with unnecessary purchases, and ad revenue is one.

Right click on the ads if you will and open them on separate tabs that you don't watch. If it brings in revenue, that's a win-win. Ad revenue is part of life support for Tumblr. And I want Tumblr to stick around. If there's not enough money coming in, who's going to keep the site up and running (and hopefully make the improvements we want to see)? I wasn't around in the early days of the website but even in my short time here I've seen enough positive changes (especially around usability) to be cautiously optimistic for the future (like the number of images per post, better formatting options, etc.).

We need Tumblr to become roaringly successful like Facebook or Twitter before any strike action to hit at the lifeblood of the website (revenue) will result in positive outcomes for the users. But if it gets too difficult or unprofitable to run, it will just be easier for the owners to pull the plug (remembering that Tumblr isn't yet seen as a prized possession in any of the present or past owners' portfolios, having been sold several times, sometimes at colossal markdowns).

"Because we love her so much, let's just throttle our princess bride and force her father, the King, to take better care of her. The King, who's killed so many of his other daughters, will make an exception this time, even though she's not the most favored, the most beautiful or the most useful one to him. Yeah, this'll convince him."

Really? He might join you instead.

[adragonhoardingstories]

Of Blood and Bonds - Chapter 5

"Father you know I respect you." Damian said and everyone at the dining table stilled as they were about to get up and leave. "But I must admit, as my brothers would say, you've majorly fucked up." 

Bruce sighed. He had thought about that - had Alfred scold him for having benched Damian - for doing as Damian had said and taking out his anger about his own failures on his other children. But that didn't make this any easier.

"Damian I know you're mad I didn't tell you about your sister-"

"Oh this is not about that. Well not entirely. They are connected but this is not about Marinette alone." When no one spoke, he took it as his cue to continue. 

"You saw in her files that there were some vague details about her being possessed by an akuma. Did you figure out what they are? Because I have an its not pretty. Actually, it's bad enough to warrant an intervention of the Justice League as a whole but my sister tells me that they were told not to waste the JL's time." 

His youngest's face was worryingly blank. It reminded him of all the times he was set upon something and right now it seemed that his new focus was his older sister. Bruce supposed, he should be thankful that Damian's attention towards her was not of the murderous kind. 

"What do you mean?" He made sure to keep his voice free from emotions. 

"From what she told me, they asked for help several times until someone from the JL dismissed their problems as a prank, a joke without any investigation or anything about their claims."

Someone was going to be hearing from Batman soon. 

"And what about the akumas?" 

"It's enough to need more than one member of the JL. I've see a video of one of the attacks, it's...horrifying and according to Marinette it was one of the tamer ones." 

"Do you have them?" His sons all looked annoyed and he knew they were probably thinking that he was letting superhero work take precedence over his family again. But that was how he worked. He didn't know what to do about the situation with Marinette but this - this could find a solution to. 

"There are videos of them online." 

Damian seemed to take that as his cue to get up and walk away. 

"I'll play the videos in the cave." 

~

Marinette hadn't necessarily had the best time in the last years but one thing he had definitely learned was who were her real friends and who weren't.

It was before the worst month of her life but things had already started taking a turn for the worse for her at that point. 

Her so called friends all started to believe Lila over her, started to - as she now knew - emotionally blackmail her, only gave her the time of the day whenever she did something for them or to scold her for whatever she apparently did for poor Lila. 

She was oh so tired and every second she wasted made her feel more guilty. 

Hawkmoth had come back more enraged than ever after the Miracle Queen incident and she had done the mistake of lending the more Miraculous out.

She had given Kagami and Luka both different Miraculous for them to fight alongside her because they both have strong spirits and a good resonance with several kwamis but... let's just say that she would never forgive herself for what they had to experience because of her.

In desperation, she tried to find other holders that she hadn't used before who resonated but that...that had been a huge mistake. She almost lost more than one Miraculous that day. 

She was their Guardian. And that day she vowed that she would die first before letting something happen to the Kwamis.

She was fighting alone now. Chat Noir...Chat Noir was even more pushy about revealing themselves after the the chaos that had occured. He hindered more than he helped, never showing up on time. 

Things had come to head one day as she walked into class. The whole incident had involved a bunch of sheep and a ripped sketchbook - hers to be precise. 

It proved to actually be a relief to let go if them. She had never realized how much their 'friendship' had been dragging her down. 

I got permission to use this fic as a reference for her backstory so check it out. Thanks for that btw.

That experience proved to be helpful later when she felt like there was no one she could trust. 

Apprenticeship with Master Fu had since long taught her that it was better to feel than to see. She had learnt to recognise auras rather than faces and in the end that might have been her saving grace - or well at least the start of her path back to sanity. 

She had learnt to see and remember the auras of her friends rather than anything else because afterall the soul didn't lie.

After everything, well her reliance on auras had only increased. 

Meeting her brothers had been amazing and even more so now that it seemed that they wanted to have a relationship with her.

But one things that bothered her were their auras. 

It wasn't that they were bad - it was that they were scarred, hardened and she could basically see that they had suffered in the past. 

The worst of them were probably Jason and Damian. Their auras made it very clear that they had been dipped in the Lazarus pits.

Jason...Jason's soul had been corrupted at such a point that she doubted that the pits had been used for anything less than bringing him back from the dead. 

And Damian - Damian's soul seemed to have some of the pits as a foundation. She gathered that he had been dunked into the pools more than once when he was a child. There was something else in his aura too that showed that he had died not long ago too. 

There was also another aura that seemed to have to have linked with both of them which made her sure of their last fates and Marinette shuddered to think what had happened to them. 

She had to remind herself that the past was in the past and while she couldn't change that, she could at least help them have a better future. 

So, one could say, that she was nervous for this upcoming dinner.

~

The dinner didn't go as expected - at all. 

Firstly, they were late. All of her brothers and sister were late, very very late. Marinette was not impressed, especially give that Damian wasn't answering his phone. 

But this was Gotham, the few kwamis she had brought with her reasoned, there was probably a problem and wasn't it better that were safe inside than stuck outside and hurt? 

Just as she was about to say screw it and transform using the fox Miraculous to see if she could help the bats, she felt the magic around the house shift. 

Marinette focused in the disturbance and closed her eyes reaching out for their auras. She soon snapped her eyes open and let a smile come on her face - she knew those auras. But why were they entering from the window? 

Marinette shrugged it off and signalled the kwamis to hide while she went to greet them. 

She was not ready for the sight that she came upon. Her siblings were all in a state of disarray and it looked like they were trying to be silent. 

They were of course failing miserably given what seemed to be a bullet wound in Jason and a stab would in Dick and the rest of them all seemed to have been beat up to at least some degree.

"What the fuck?" Marinette felt like the situation called for her language to be excused. 

They all froze in place before slowly turning to look at her. 

"Uh hey." Dick or should she say Nightwing because apparently she wasn't stressed enough gave her a short wave.

She cursed and buried her face in her hands. "Of course I can't have normal siblings."

"Siblings?" Black Bat seemed suprised. She couldn't recognize her aura, Marinette decided that she must have been Cassandra. 

"You must be confused ma'am." Red Robin jumped in and Marinette rolled her eyes. "I'm not stupid Timothy." And then just to prove her point she point at each one of them in turn. "Jason, Dick, Damian and who I'm guessing is Cassandra."

"What makes you say that?" Tim seemed to be ever the player of words. 

She sighed, knowing they wouldn't budge until she proved that she truely believed her words. 

"Well, why else would you be here?"

"Uh because it was the nearest place we found to nurse our wounds and last time we checked this place was abandoned?"

"Let's say that's true. Wouldn't it make more sense for you to go a place where you could actually have access to supplies to treat your wounds? Not to mention the fact that that-" she pointed at the hole in Jason's shoulder. "-is a bullet wound and I heard no gunshot. And lastly, what a coincidence it is that Black Bat who is known to work in Hong Kong comes back to Gotham at the same time as my sister Cassandra who from what I've heard also is currently living in Hong Kong too." 

No one replied. 

"So do you want to continue arguing or are you idiots going to let me help you before you bleed all over my floor."

Unsurprisingly it was Damian who moved the first - it made sense, he was the one who had spent most time with her and at least had a modicum of trust in her. 

He removed his mask and met her eyes. "Do you have a first-aid kit?"

She nodded. "Get in the bathroom and get those two in the tub." She nodded towards Dick and Jason. I'll bring it to you." 

Marinette hurried to her bed room to find her probably over-packed first aid kit. She had brought it for herself so that in case of a bad akuma attack she could take care of her wounds - after all her cure took care of everyone else before her, she had enough scars to prove that not that she could distinguish them from those the cat had given her.

She was glad to see that they had followed her instructions. Jason and Dick were seated in her honestly huge tub and they along with the rest had made themselves comfortable, having discarded their armor. 

She placed the first-aid kit down and kneeled next to Dick. She felt that the stove would in the stomach took more precedence. 

Jason reached out for the kit but Marinette batted his hand away. 

"You're injured, sit down quietly." She snapped and to everyone's surprise, he did as he was told. 

Marinette started treating their wounds, thanking the kwamis that she had done a medical course as soon as she had realised that her wounds could not heal from the cure. 

She had finally taken care of the more dangerous wounds and Marinette had enough of them squirming so she broke the silence "So, why in the world did you come here instead of going to your hyper-tech batcave with most certainly more medical facilities than my humble abode?"

She had to supress a smile as the boys looked among themselves. Finally it was Cassandra that replied. 

"Did not want to miss dinner. You." 

"Well you were already two hours late, you could just have sent me a text that you'd be a little more late."

"Didn't want to take chance."

Marinette smiled up at her. "Well I'm done, come on, I'll get you some clothes to change into."

"I don't think you'll have anything that will fit us."

"I'm a designer." She called over her shoulder. "I always have spares. Anyways, Cassandra-" 

"Cass."

"Right, well Cass come with me, we're about the same size, you can take something of mine."

She led Cass to her bedroom and guided her to her wardrobe while she picked something for the boys.

She totally hadn't hoped to see her siblings during this trip and had this made something for them. Nope. Absolutely not.

She handed each of them their clothes. "Choose a room if you want, I have more than enough of them, then come down, I'm re-heating the food."

She smiled at Damian as he came down the stairs. "I tried my hand at some Arabic food. I hope you like it." 

The boy looked awed. He walked to her and gave her a hug. "You're my new favourite sibling." Marinette laughed and pressed a kiss in his hair. "I love you too little brother."

She heard the disbelieving whisper of Demon Spawn? And looked up to see the rest. 

She squeezed Damian's shoulder one last time before she pulled away, guiding him to sit down.

"Well dig in. You must be famished after your fight."

They did exactly that and soon were making their appreciation known. 

"It's the first time I've attempted Arabic food, I don't know if I got the spices right.*

"It's delicious Pixie Pop. Don't worry.*

"Todd's right Mari. I haven't eaten anything this good since I came to Gotham."

"Really? Alfred didn't immediately dote on you and cook you all the food you wanted. "

He looked uncomfortable. "I was a difficult child back then."

"Was?" Jason snorted while Dick elbowed him. 

Casssandra intervened. "You good at cleaning wounds. Hands stable."

"Yes well unfortunately it's not the first time I've had to do this."

"How come?" 

"Did Damian tell you about the akuma attacks?" They nodded. "Well, Paris had since adapted to handle the akuma attacks. A lot of people have taken medical courses for extensive first aid to be able to help the unfortunate victims of an akuma."

"I thought that your superhero reversed all the damage."

"Well yeah. But Ladybug was insistent to make it clear that they couldn't bank everything on her. If she's taken down, everything's lost."

"This has been going for how many years. How do you still trust that hero?"

"And for how many years have the Joker been spreading his terror?" She asked drily and saw several of them recoil - Jason and Tim especially. 

"Ladybug is doing all that she can only get so far with Chat Noir around."

"Chat Noir? I thought that he was her partner?"

"He's supposed to be but we'll these days he causes more trouble than he stops. People hope he doesn't show up because the battles are always over quicker when he's not there." She could see that they wanted to ask more but number one she didn't want to talk about Chat Noir and number two she felt like if she continued talking, she would slip up and say something she shouldn't know and the risk of them catching it was greater since they were themselves heroes.

"And anyways, Hawkmoth only comes out in a blue moon and that's only when he has a lot of faith in his plans."

"So there are a lot of these akuma attacks?" 

"I guess it's kind of become a daily event by this point. People plan stuff taking it into consideration and if we're unlucky, there will be more than one in a day."

"So what type of akumas are there?"

"It depends really over what you've been akumatized. We've had a Pharaon, a Mime, Mr Pigeon and Mr Rat as well as Syren in the first year." 

"Those seem like... interesting characters." Jason said. 

"Wait until you hear this." Marinette snorted. "We had a Batman knock-off once, Owlman - he had his own electronic butler and everything."

The bats shared a look before they all bursted out laughing at once. 

How could they not, imagining Bruce's face upon learning of this?

"You need to tell us this story."

Marinette was more than eager to comply. 

~

It's too long so I'm gonna reblog the rest

[losterthanlost]

May 23, 2021

Hello.

Bago-bago lang ko naghawa sakong higdaan. Naga soundtrip ko ug "The Water is Wide" on loop. I learned about this song thanks to the movie Pure Love / Unforgettable. Medyo gaemote gihapon ko paggapaminaw kay sad jud gihapon ang movie para sa akoa.

So nganong gasulat man ko ug entry dinhi imbes na mag acads? Hmm cguro kay nagagi sa akong isip ganina na maghimo na lang ko ug entry while gaisturya about sa akong chem postlab ug ubang requirements aron maprocess jud nakog tarong akong thoughts about unsaon pag answer ato haha.

Okay so chem postlab diay akoang ginahimo gabii. Grabe hinaaaay kaayo ko maghimo ba. Murag kaya man to humanon gahapon ba. Pero lagabii tung nagwts gets na jud nako, nagpadistract ko sa youtube ug twitter sa laptop ug medyo pud diti sa tumblr. Hahays. I really hate it when I do this.

Sa chem diay, ang last na part na ginahimo nako is tung about sa kung unsaon pag-incorporate sa atung added na CaCl2 didtua sa computation. ICE table na unta to ang akong himuon. Unya nastuck ko and like nakita nako ang oras gabii na kaayo sa isip nako dapat kato na problem tung sayo sayo pa nako gisugdan isip. Postlab questions ug formatting na lang unta akoang giatupag karon. Pero gaga man ko so... hahahahays.

Okay so ICE table... hmmm M =mol/L. Tapos ang given lang na value nung inadd ay mL. So, kailangan kong iconvert ang mL into L. Yung L kasi sa mol/L anu yan eh uhm yung total volume ng solution.

AY WAIT! Ang given pala sa added CaCl2 ay 5mL and 1.00 M. So... may M na siya. Pero aning gagawin sa 5 mL? Di naman pwedeng 1.00 na pang kasi di naman solution yun.

So ang 5mL is V1 and ang 1.00 M is C1. Ang V2 is yung total volume and ang C2 yun na yung gagamitin ko??? Cge nga try ko. Total volume is 25 mL nung Ca(OH)2 + yung 5 mL ng CaCl2. So 30 mL = 0.030 L. Okie calcu ko. Answer ko is 0.1666666667 M.

Okayyy ngayon paano ko isua iincorporqte para sa pagsolve nung Ca+?

OOP lapit nako matapos kasooo ahahahhaha tama na yung logic ko about sa C2 kaso dapat mauna talaga yun gawa bago number 3. Tapos iba na rin pala ang V2 ng exer 2 kasi 30 mL na pala talaga dapay. Sksksks. Okay okay

Cge redo ko muna exer 2 calculations hnggg.

YESSS feeling ko okay na ako sa mga calculation sksksksksks.

Okay irewrite ko na lang sa bond paper. Tapos pic tapos past sa document ko. Tapos answer na agad ng postlab questions.

~~~

PUTAAAAAAA AGHHHH

😭😭😭😭

Mag-ulit koooo two trials pala each activity.

So yung values na gipanggamit ko, mali.

Hnggg okay ulitin ko na lang.

Samoka ani uyy.

Grrrt.

Pero at least mas gets ko na ang himuon.

So sa activty 1, yung wala pang common-ion effect, after masolve ang Ksp per trial, i average ko daw. Yung average ang magserve as experimental value. Then icompare ko with the literature value by using the %error formula.

Hmmm... oki oki.

Tapos sa activity 2... ang flow is same ang number and and number 2. Pero ang number 3 is ang tung mgsolve sa C2. Ireport ang C2. Tapos 4 na tung [Ca+] ug [OH-]. According sa tung nafigure out ko kagina. Then number 5 na tung mgsolve sa Ksp ug sa solubility which is in g/L. Finally sa number 6 is ang iaverage nag Ksp ng both trials to serve as the experimental value and icompare sa literature value using the %error fomula.

Okiii.

~~~

I really hate myself.

After I posted this entry, (this is an edit btw), all I did was read a new au.

I still haven't proceeded to solving my chem calculations. 😭

I really hate myself.

Hngggggggg

Okay I should make a time limit challenge with this one. If I succeed then that means I can finish my chem 19 psets this week. I think there are laready 3 psets in total and they're all waiting for me to either finish them or for me to fail the subject all together.

I can't afford failing a subject as a scholar. 😭

Hnggg okay I think I should fix my table and set my body and I will go through this time rave challenge with my chem post lab.

Okiiiii. Lezzgo.

Hngggg no I can't huhu.

Okay I think I should think like...

Aghh wait I also remember this waste of money I did. I paid 999 pesos for a scam eco pads. They are fking fake. Really not the bamboo stuff the ads were saying. I shouldn't have taken the order. I should've just cancelled it.

I'm fucking stupid. ☹

BUTTT

It's either I find a way to report them OR I will just take it as a lesson. The 1k wasted money will serve as a lesson and a punishment for me so that I will surely never buy online again.

Hngggggg

AHHHHHHH

I need to focus on chem post lab first.

My literal mood right now.

HNGGGG

Okay okay.

I should think like this.

Whenever I know what I should do.

But if I feel uncomfy to do it.

Even if my mind is flooding with excuses why I don't need to force myself to do it.

THAT is the time my body should walk straight into my task and start doing it.

Shut my whining self up and just continue with my work until it's all done.

Phones and other social media things DON'T DIE.

They will still be there even after 3 days of not interacting with them.

Okay I should start this.

So now I should:

Take a bath

Fix my table

Do my chem post lab within an hour

Okayyyyy grrrt.