#it sounds so much like a scam to me and i genuinely don't get it

[nirogryphon]

Loans are so fucked up man. You get money and then you have to give it back later plus pay them more??? That's just a rental fee for it why the fuck are you renting money why would you do that??

[balkanradfem]

I've gotten several asks about sending me money, or a laptop, so it's time that I reveal to you, a situation, that's been going on without your knowledge, because I kept it a secret.

So a while ago, while my laptop was breaking down and had to be glued together every week, I got a message from a woman on tumblr, telling me that she could send me a second-hand laptop, so I wouldn't have to glue mine together. I naturally rejected immediately, because it was too much of a gift, and I wouldn't be able to repay it.

But then, I spent the rest of the day thinking that it might have been a bad decision, because my laptop would be dead soon, and I had no funds to get another one, and it wasn't like I was offered money, I hate money, but I don't hate a second hand laptop. I kept thinking back on it and wishing I acted differently. So I went back to the conversation, and the woman reassured me that it wouldn't take anything away from anyone, she's a part of a charitable organization that donates used electronics and chose me to take part in a pilot scheme, because she liked my blog. I was slightly concerned that it might have been a scam because it sounded too good to be true, but the woman shared more information about it, it looked real, and my gut feeling was saying yes this is real, however unbeliveable, there might be someone out there so kind they would make sure you have access to your tumblr blog.

So I accepted the laptop. It was nerve wrecking because all my friends told me it was a scam, and the customs took hold of it and held it hostage and made it their business to tax gifted items, and while this was happening, my old laptop died, and of course I complained about it on tumblr because thats what tumblrinas do.

But, the laptop got to me. It arrived yesterday. And it works. And I love it. I'm back to having access to tumblr!

Now I'm not saying you should all accept that people on the internet wanting to send you stuff are genuine, or giving them your private information so they could send you stuff, that is... a risky situation, and in this one case,,,, it worked out,,,, in my favour. I am unbeliveably grateful for the laptop and it's the best thing ever. It's an unbeliveable story to tell, nobody believes me this happened, and I'm just over the moon over having a functional laptop. It's all in one piece! I don't have to ductape anything! The battery works! The graphics look amazing! It doesn't shut down randomly! It doesn't have parts dangling off the side! The screen can be tilted at any angle and it doesn't fall down! I can play stardew valley on it! The woman even wrote me a handwritten letter and I swooned over it.

I'm lucky to be so adored by tumblr that I'm able to get something incredible like this, only because all of you women are genuinely kind and care about having me around. Thank you for enabling this blog!

[ted-answers]

Hey Ted, were you ever like… bullied as a kid? If so, what for?

(ooc; long post and sorry for typos, I cannot be bothered to reread this for a 7th time)

Oh. Oh yes. It was for what you'd expect honestly, my family was dirt poor. Growing up I had, at most, maybe four outfits? None of them ever stayed clean long enough to be decent, as I wore them not only to school but also while doing farm work. My hair was never clean, I was always being sent around places to work on machines- I had a knack for them and if there's one thing me and my parents had in common, it was knowing when something was profitable- I wasn't ever getting homework done or sleeping because of how much work I'd be doing. I passed out in class often. My hair always had oil or grease in it. I had burns, cuts, and bruises nearly constantly, and my already filthy clothes started getting oil stains.

All of that was the perfect recipe for pre-teens with better living situations to tear me to pieces. Didn't help that while growing up I was skinny, tall, and pretty malnourished. I couldn't fight anyone off if I tried. I was a bookworm for fucks sake, I was practically a walking target. I think one of the reasons my parents pulled me out of school in my early teens, before I could even become a freshman in high school, was likely so they could avoid the responsibility of what was essentially neglect. Plus, with no homework, I could get so much more work done. yay.

Despite it all, and despite the fact I think I hated my parents, for loads of good reasons. I miss them. I can't even remember their faces. I don't remember our family name. I barely remember the farm. I can't even recall my siblings. Not to sound like a child, but I miss them, so, so much. I would give everything, anything, to say sorry for leaving them. For never giving them any of the riches I acquired. For changing both my names and pretending I had been an orphan all my life. I want my mom. I want my dad.

I haven't thought this in years, decades even, but

I want to go home.

(ooc; hot take but Ted genuinely has one of the saddest backstories because he is such a victim of circumstance. I see people going "omg he used rich women for their money" and what they don't realize is that his only other option was slaving away on a farm in South Carolina for the rest of his life. Something that had already consumed his entire childhood. He didn't even have a high school diploma. Tell me what the hell he's supposed to do for career paths without one of those. Yes, he was a genius, he was entirely self-educated from the age of 13 onwards. He dove into books to ignore his outward circumstances. He can't really get a decent job with that. Hell- He was on an entirely different continent by the time he finally had freedom. His literal only option was to be a fucking playboy. Scamming was the only constant stream of cash. I'll admit that can be mildly comedic in some scenarios but it's also sad. Justice for Ted I love him.)

[wikitpowers]

So like are we just assuming at this point the money we sent for the Kickstarter is down the drain or what? FAQ says shipment one was meant to be Feb/March of 2024 and shipment 2 is supposed to be June/July of 2024 but here we are in June with nothing and not even an update from the project is kinda pissing me off. Either send the goods or give me my money back but like at least you could take the time to send out an email with an update. It’s just kinda shitty tbh

no bc don't even get me started,,, i'm just as angry as you are! it honestly feel so much like a scam right now bc like we get basically no updates and when we do get updates they never pull through? genuinely it is so frustrating and upsetting bc the whole charm of it was that we would get a shadowhunters book every season but now we are entering summer and still nothing? and idk about you but i paid SO much not only for the books, but the postage as well, only to probably only get the books like a year after purchasing them....

but yeah i totally agree! just give people money back if u can't do it and stop toying with us. it's so upsetting bc i thought i would already have sobh + the journal with me right now but still nothing and ik it will probably take months to get to the uk, and from the sounds of it they haven't even been shipped out yet... just so disappointing :(

[the-mcyt-crackships-brackets]

[clears throat] anyone order clownscar fic propaganda? no? too bad. clownscar fic propaganda.

"so. i've been thinking."

"never a good sign," loony says without looking up from the redstone he's working on -- he doesn't need to look up to know it's clownpierce again, because not only does he recognize the man's voice but he also only ever ends up with one man invading his hardcore world. "what trouble are you getting yourself into this time?"

"i've been thinkin' about branzy," clown starts, and loony lets out a long-suffering sigh. "dude," he says, "you just need to call him, not-"

"-and i've decided i need to get him to call me by making him jealous. it's been too long since i've put myself out there, you know? i should be showing that i'm not only available but also a catch, so he realizes how much he misses me."

"you're a menace," loony says in a complete deadpan. "and also insane -- are you hearing yourself talk right now? call him."

"so what i'm thinking is," clown says, breezing right past loony's very good advice, "the ideal rebound has gotta be some guy from one of those toxic codependency deathgame duos, right? everyone loves them, they always have great thematic significance or whatever the hell, and they'll be good enough at pvp to hold their own but bad enough that i could take them in a fight, easy. that? that's some trophy boyfriend material right there."

"i'm not hooking you up with legs, dude."

"who?" clown looks genuinely confused for a second, and then shakes his head and moves on. "no, man, i already have a date lined up. he seems like a great guy. he's a builder, he even likes running scams, he's famous for the deathgame thing."

loony sighs again, though it's more at his malfunctioning redstone than out of actually caring what clown is saying. "what poor man are you dragging into your nonsense rebound scheme this time?"

"his name is goodtimeswithscar," clownpierce says proudly. "he's a terraformer."

...loony blinks. "come again?"

"you heard me. i have a date lined up with scar, like from that whole desert duet thing everyone was going wild about a couple years ago?"

it actually takes loony several seconds to realize the reason his chest hurts is because he's laughing so hard he can't breathe. "you? you're going on a date with scar? you are boned, clown! there is not a snowball's chance in the nether that is ever going to work out!"

clown crosses his arms. "listen, you don't have to get salty with me just because i pulled a hermit."

"oh, yeah, i'm salty, sure." loony tries and fails to wipe the tears from his eyes. "dude, i'm just saying, i'm pretty sure only one of you eats people, and in my experience that's usually a dealbreaker?"

"being a killer clown doesn't make me a cannibal, loony," clown huffs.

thunder rumbles in the distance, and loony perks up his head at the sound of rain. "oh, wow, would you look at that, it's storming! guess i'd better go collect some more mob heads before it passes." he sweeps the rest of his redstone supplies into a shulker hastily, swapping into his elytra and grabbing a few rockets. "good luck on your date or whatever!"

"loony, i do not eat people-" clown starts.

"-yeah definitely what i was talking about good luck on your date bye!" loony yells from the skies, having already taken off for his guardian farm.

.......................

two weeks later, clownpierce is back in the redstone lab, looking very huffy and somewhat like a wild animal has gotten to his clothes.

loony grins at him. "how'd it go?"

clown crosses his arms. "you forgot to warn me about the convex on purpose."

loony snorts. "i did say only one of you eats people. it's not my fault you're self-centered enough to think i was talking about you."

"yeah, yeah, you worded that misleadingly on purpose and we both know it. and you call me a menace."

"i do, because you keep breaking into my hardcore world with insane rebound ideas instead of just calling branzy. speaking of which, now are you going to give up on your weird schemes and just text him?"

clown grins, arms still crossed. "nah. we're going on a second date tonight."

"you are a lost cause, dude."

yeah. anyway vote clownscar.

CLOWNSCAR FIC PROPAGANDA!!!!!

[thickness-protection-program]

ok ill bite what's 5 in 1? (also as someone with 1. little money to spend on different products and 2. big executive dysfunction it makes me genuinely feel happy to see some X in 1 positivity, bc this website is always v harsh on that sorta stuff (which is rich, coming from the body positivity/anti-looks-shaming webbed site) and i often have trouble showering at all, let alone coordinate 27 different products that don't make any difference in actual hygiene)

My hot take is 5 in 1 is a scam bc the 5th purpose is never consistent. Sometimes it's 24hr deodorizer, sometimes it's pre shave, sometimes it's hands. You're better off just getting the 4in1. And yeah I've never really understood why people genuinely hate it so much. Like people on here start to sound like Twitter users when it comes to some things lol. Anyways bestie use whatever you can afford and whatever makes you most comfortable:)

[my-beloved-lakes]

@leveragetober

Leveragetober 2023

Prompt 4: crossover

Parker, Eliot and Hardison take a job in Paris. When it gets interrupted by a con artist who is scamming their mark, they decide to recruit him into Leverage International. (Under the cut.)

Parker eyed the man claiming to be the mark's assistant, tied to the chair in front of her. He was a grifter, No doubt about it now. And he was really good too.

None of them had suspected him of being criminal, not until they had caught him trying to clear out the mark’s bank account at the same time as them, making this simple trip to Paris much more complicated.

So, who was this guy really? A grifter, sure, but why had he chosen the exact same mark as them? Maybe it was just a coincidence, but what were the chances of that?

"Who are you?" Parker asked. "And don’t bother lying. We’ll know if you do.”

Parker heard Eliot crack his knuckles behind her. She knew Eliot wasn't actually going to hurt this guy, since he wasn’t much of a threat, but this guy didn't know that. And yet Parker only caught a brief flash of fear in his eyes before he managed to hide it again.

He’s not gonna talk, is he? Parker shrugged. There were other ways of finding out what they wanted to know.

"Run his face through that thing that tells you who people are." She said turning to Hardison.

"Parker, it’s called...?" Hardison started to say but was interrupted.

"Wait, The Parker!?" The guy asked, astonished.

"The one and only." Parker sighed. She was getting tired of people recognizing her as a world famous thief.

"You stole the Hope Diamond five years ago!"

Parker nodded.

"And then put it back!"

Parker rolled her eyes. 

“Yes I did. So, since you know so much about me, why don't you tell us about yourself," Parker glanced at Hardison's computer. "Neal Cafrey."

"Ooh, you were good!" Hardison sounded genuinely impressed as he read from the files that popped up.

"Still am." Neal smirked. 

"Huh, says here that you're dead." Hardison said.

"Aww, Your FBI handler wrote a very sweet message for your obituary." Parker added, reading more information from the files that Hardison had found.

Neal ducked his head and looked away.

oops. Parker thought. She hadn't meant to be insensitive, but that seemed to have hit a nerve. Maybe they had been close.

Parker pulled up a swivel chair and sat down in front of Neal.

"Alright, just tell us why you were running The Oklahoma Little Chucky on our mark." She demanded.

"No, it was a John and Mary scam." Eliot corrected. "You need a pit bull and a wedding cake for the Oklahoma Little Chucky.”

"Well, it couldn't've been a John and Mary scam cuz you need a whole fire station for that one." Hardison argued.

"Oh, I had the fire station." Neal said slyly.

"Ooh!" Eliot, Hardison and Parker all said in unison. They were all genuinely impressed.

"And to answer your question; the same reason as you, I'd imagine." Neal continued.

"Because his company was polluting the surrounding areas, making people really sick and killing all the wildlife?" Parker asked.

"Okay, I guess not." Neal looked taken aback. "Alright, you guys have already figured out half of it.  I faked my death back in America and I fled here. I needed an easy score that would pay well so I could set myself up with a new life." Neal explained. "You guys are criminals, just like me. You understand, so, one criminal to another, would you be so kind as to let me go?" Neal slipped his hands out of the ropes and stood up without waiting for an answer. 

Parker cocked an eyebrow in surprise.  

“I'm very good at what I do.” Neal shrugged.

He was good. Anyone who could slip one of Eliot's knots had to be.

Neal grabbed his hat off the table, flipped it in his hand and placed it back on his head before heading for the door.

"What if..."  Parker said and spun her chair around to face him, "we offered you a job?"

Neal hesitated at the door.

"It comes with that chance at a new life you were looking for. A chance to run your own crew, long term, right here in Paris." Parker added.

she glanced at Eliot and Hardison who both nodded in agreement. It was the same pitch they had given to Hurley when they had set up the Mexican branch of leverage, and now she got to give it again. They had come to France in the hopes of setting up a new branch of leverage in the first place. She hadn’t been sure how they were going to find someone willing to do it, but then along came Neal Cafrey, an experienced grifter looking for a fresh start. The perfect candidate had fallen right into their lap.

Neal turned around. He was intrigued.

"Let's talk business." Parker said with a sly smile.

[codecicle]

Ash how is the fated watching going rn?? You’re braver than most

godd wampus im fucking THRIVING right now. this campaign sucks so bad it's genuinely unwatchable at times and I think that's the appeal to me <3 they spent like 10 minutes just describing and figuring out how the money system works and literally none of them sound like they've ever played dnd before and i don't think it will ever pass the bechdel test once the entire campaign even with velrissa trying her hardest but it goes crazy anyway

br'aad is my favorite character by a lot right now,, he's my FREAKK i love him and his idiot swagger so much. he's supposed to be charismatic but he sucks so bad at it everyone hates him but sticks around with him anyway. he's a warlock and his patron stops time and gives him insight on things/danger to come and kicked off the main plot in the sickest sequence I've ever seen. also his gayboy ass really did walk so every other gayboy slimecicle character could run !! they were so right !! and the party spent the first and second session hating everything he said and did . Took them sooooo long to be normal about him but they got it eventually when mountain (MY MAANNNNNN) defended him. Also he says everything with ^_^ . Just outloud you can hear it in his voice

for the rest I think the only other character that's talking enough to form an opinion on is taxi. and that opinion is STRONGLY a good one o(-( ! his banter with br'aad is so fun they're the only characters that feel Real and In The World so far and I love it so much. the names bit where br'aad kept getting his name wrong and calling him "saxi" and whenever he corrected him br'aad would just go "I know saxi. Nice to meet you im br'aad!" actually had me in tears at a certain point they're the only ones that have gotten me to laugh fr fr so far

sadly velrissa mountain and sylnan just Don't Fucking Talk so i don't have any real concrete opinions on them yet other than "hmm. Interesting ^_^" velrissa and her necromancy stuff is so neat so far I hope we get to see it in action soon instead of just small mentions here and there. same with the dynamic between sylnan and br'aad I NEEED to see more snockers scenes like their sibling scamming bullshit seems so cool I can't wait for them to emotionally rip my heart out through my throat. I can feel it coming

honestly the main appeal of it all is the characters and the characters alone. them slowly becoming friends and trusting each other will fuck with my brain permanently. I already cheered out loud when they so much as INSINUATED that they could stand br'aad and his charisma and they don't actually hate being around each other like that made me so happy. their meeting makes no sense but that's okay the Shenanigans with the solid snake box and br'aad trying and failing to stealth was so fun and "nice forearms, and a nicer staff!" and the little weirdo gremlin goblin following them around they're all very scared of and creeped out by (except for br'aad. he is strongly sexually attracted to goblins. this is canon and brought up over and over again) all make up for it. the story really doesn't matter to me here at all ^_^ all i care about are the characters being happy and traveling together and that's what makes the campaign enjoyable for me

[heartonxions]

plsplspls tell me about your thai shadow gear brain worms some more i wuv dem

UWAA... i will try my bestest .hehe. im so glad you like my thai sg brain worms...

Songkran-isms bc it makes sense

droy uses full buckets of water and it's fucking terrifying because he can absolutely lift all that and knock a bitch (jet) out if he so pleases

also has water backpack he carries around

jet dual wields water guns and likes chasing the tuk-tuks and busses and spray water in them

jet breakdances on the wet road and it really fucking hurts but also its so fun

jet loses his flip flops every year

levy doesn't really care what she uses but one year she did use an empty weed sprayer and still has phantom arm soreness

she pranks the boys by catching them with their guard down and dropping water in their pants

they do love driving around and do a splash drive buy, but they like walking the most

levy also does the most talcum powder applying tbh tbh

they get juvia in it <3 because obv

consider water rave festival au

lily.... stays at home.. jk he has perfect vantage point from above

gajeel thought he could be intimidating but there is no mercy...

Everything Else:

droy can do mean thai yell (you usually hear it during celebrations and the such, i can't explain it because I don't know the actual word for it but in this song the very first cry is what im talking about)

i don't even know if i can do a favorite dish they all like becuase i think they would like all of it lol... spice tolerance from most to least is droy, levy, jet

jet is a SLUT for thai ice cream sandwiches .. they're not like the american ice cream sandwiches btw, it's like ice cream in an actual bun with white bread or something

levy loves loves fish sauce and fruit. that boy loves tart shit ok guys. she gets like the underripe fruits and just eats that with salt, sugar, and pepper like it's nothign (she got gajeel hooked on it)

droy likes agar jellies and coconut rice .. heart..

jet has hella beef with this one thai auntie neighbor but no one can tell if it's genuine or like a secretly agreed on beef

khon masked dancer jet.

nang mai/rukkhadeva (ghost inhabiting a large tree) droy heh.. heh...

ive definitely said this but droy is a great luk thung (thai country) singer,

Songs Because I Can't Help It I LOVE MUSIC

droy and levy vibes tbh (tis also one of the iconic thai new years songs teehee)

jet new years song

jet and levy campy gay hostility

this isn't even major sg to me imi just in awe with how much i hate this song but also keep listneing to (if it sounds like a song talking about twerking, it is. and it's so . .. . /confused)

majorrrrr silly jet vibes (the song is about a scam caller getting pranked or something)

this song is like how i think jet and droy would "flirt" with levy in the way that it is a BIT and they are teasing gajeel, and its just silly (the song is silly and is basically hey girl have you eaten yet!!!!!)

[sophieinwonderland]

I'm just throwing our input in here since either way it seems to be the hot topic of the week but, well, we're taking a "do whatever you want but like, that is probably a scam," approach because we're pretty put off by the idea of selling headmates but also, people will do whatever stupid bullshit they like.

I think me being here is the only thing keeping us sane right now about this because most of the others I have contact with are either on the side of "save EVERYONE" (impossible) or "isn't that also trafficking in a way and kind of gross this should be super obvious, I don't even want to touch this subject" (fair but also I think that comparison might be going a bit too far? is that the word/phrase? depending on who you ask that's in a system).

Anyways, TLDR here is "the fuck?" and I will stand by that and just rebkig your things if I get around to it Sophie.

-🪲

Yeah, this is pretty much where we've been too.

I agree that a lot of the human trafficking complaints are going a bit overboard for reasons outlined before. And even though I think it's a more-or-less a scam... it's probably not even that severe of one.

I mean, by comparison, look at how a lot of fake psychics will use the promise of letting people talk to their dead loved ones to rope them in to paying tons of cash every month?

But this, I figure, will just be a small one-time payment. I assume the worst that happens is someone does something stupid, loses a bit of money, but probably isn't going to be too hurt in the long-term compared to most other scams out there.

Especially when people are only charging...

$1 for 6-10 headmates?

Wait, really? That's how little headmates are worth to you?

You're just selling headmates for the price of junk trading cards? 😲

(I genuinely like that they aren't charging until after the headmate shows up... you know, actually, even if system hopping isn't real and all you're getting is a placebo that helps you introject headmates, that's not a bad deal for that price... A dollar for an introjection placebo that you don't even need to pay for until after it works?)

Actually... on re-evaluation... maybe me calling it a scam was misjudging it. If this is the going rate of headmates, it's not ever going to be that profitable.

This user, at least, clearly isn't in it for the money. And they and users like them are going to drive prices down so severely that this will NEVER be profitable for real scam artists.

I'm willing to be open-minded on this.

So maybe what this actually is... isn't human trafficking or a scam.

Maybe it's more of a... pseudo-religious social activity.

Money is changing hands then, not as a means of actually making money, but of mirroring economics. But the real point is about the unique form of social activity rather than being a viable way to turn a profit.

Is it still problematic?

Yeah.

But more because of the fact it's mass-producing sapient beings and treating them like trading cards without giving them attention or caring about the gravity of sharing a body with them

And also, as someone who doesn't believe this works, I'm concerned about the fact that sellers who believe in system hopping may sell headmates, think they're gone because someone else introjected them, and then ignore their headmates's communication because "they're supposed to be somewhere else." But this is a potential issue with system travel regardless of whether money is changing hands or not.

I still don't like it... but I think my views on the sellers have evolved a bit from "evil scam artists out to make money from vulnerable and lonely people" to "confused teens doing something stupid and potentially dangerous because it sounds fun."

[go-learn-esperanto]

Hi there! I know that this is really out of the blue but im asking for a favor or some help w/ my cats current medical needs. Please if you have an extra time to boost/share it for us so that we could get some traction or it could reach more people, it would definitely help a ton! I understand if its not okay, Im so sorry for taking some of your time and I wish you to be safe and healthy always, xx.(Please considering answering my ask privately or probably hit me a msg if its fine! 😭🙏

Hi! I will choose to not reblog it and I will give exactly the reason why so in case you are a genuine person you might get the problem and be able to address it and give a reason as to why you just have a blog that is just like any other scam asking for help.

You have posted the post about your cats on February 3rd

Nothing strange there.

Now your blog is very bare bones. It doesn't even have the custom Tumblr URL showing up. No theme. Just an icon, banner and description.

Again... Not that strange on it's own. But! You have archive disabled.

Which seemingly stops me from checking when your first post was created. But in the end that's not necessary because scrolling down a bit makes me able to find it easily. Too easily.

Posted on... February 3rd. The exact same day the post asking for help was created. In fact not even an hour before your asking for help post. And this is not a side blog. You sent me an ask after all.

You know how many scam financial aid stuff I get in my inbox? I reblogged stuff that ended up being a scam before. At this point I only reblog after doing a bit of a check.

Because you know, there are real people in need of help, people I will look and have old Tumblr blogs with posts of their own and clear interests. Not some reblogged posts of what's on the popular tags and suddenly a post asking for help.

Your blog looks like many scam blogs exploiting the kindness of people who want to help. Why would you have a need of making a whole new Tumblr account with a new email, reblogging some random posts before posting a post asking for monetary aid not even 20 minutes later?

And you only want people to answer to your ask privately. You don't want it to be known you asked for it. Because if I just reblogged your post it would seem more trust worthy. I reblogged a post from the source. "Maybe they even know the person" my followers might think. You even followed me because I will be so much more willing to reblog it if it means I get a new follower who's definitely interested on hearing me talk about Minecraft YouTubers on the daily.

And I'm sorry if you're telling the truth and I sound cruel (And I hope your cat gets well soon if that's the case) but... I don't feel well making my followers possibly giving money to a possible scam because I promoted it. You have to prove to be an actual blog, genuine person, for me to actual consider reblogging a post asking for money.

And in part I am answering this because your post seems ok. Believable. But I also know the ability of Tumblr scammers I have fallen for some beforehand. Because even though your cat pictures seem to have originated on your post that doesn't really change much because I could share a photo that I took of a cat last week, that was never on the internet, and do this

I am so sorry to have to ask for this but my cat, Plinko, had to go to the vet because he was breathing weird.

Now the doctor has said we need to do more tests and with possible medication it can be quite a lot of money.

I am asking for $300 for now but things might get worse. :(

So please if you can help (you don't have to) it would be really appreciated if you helped with the costs. 💜

Ca$happ: xxxxxxx

It's not difficult. The certificate you showed? Not difficult to make in Word. There's not a single signature from a veterinarian (which you could fake anyway), neither a stamp (more difficult to fake)

This logo is available online in a transparent format.

So is this one...

[kkemtal]

April 19, 2023

20 Days To Go

Today marks the 1st anniversary with my special favorite person who has been one of my answered prayers that I desperately manifested since before. I'm very grateful amidst the brewing numbness of my mind exhausted from work. Although I get a dose of affection from my significant other and showered loving support from my family, most especially from my mother, I sometimes feel mellow.

You know, something feels lacking and I know deeply there's a huge loophole from one of my aspects that needs to be filled in. Right now, I'm writing my thoughts and feelings as my free expression of solace. Thoughts that spiral from me being a problem in a certain circumstance to a myriad of 'what ifs' of my future.

Who's going to be the right people where I feel like I truly belong? Who are still gonna be my genuine friends in each year passed as I aged? Who's going to be my support system in moments of a cry for help or something that's gonna happen, may it be from scams, hospital bills, delayed loan payments? Although I have not come to reach at this level yet nor do I ever want to step into that real test of adulting, I have to acknowledge to the possibility that someday I would come to a point similar to those aforementioned scenarios. I must have the right practical resources to combat these unfavorable possibilities.

It's the sense of belongingness that's lost in me. The friends I had since high school and college we drifted apart by not being acknowledged especially everytime if we posted rarely at social media. At those points, it is a test of who matters the most by just hitting the chat and ask how's life doing then hoping am invite to catch around. None of that happens to me. Probably, I could see why. It's the pace and the level where I am compared to them in terms of career and settlement.

This just paints me as the sad girl who's robotic at work. I put boundaries to keep me fully sane. As much as possible, not getting myself in troubles or any sort of mischief. I feel like I am the problem. I just keep most of my relationships superficial or is it the different people I deal with at my everyday job doesn't somehow reach at a level of our rapport to be considered as friends? Or whom we feel or relate to outside business?

The pivot of my unending overthinking drains me mentally. No wonder I, probably most of time, feel so droggy early in the morning. This is exhausting. And hurting. Subtly. Overthinking what my counterparts who are three times the rank more than me perceive me based on what they hear about me or saw me somewhere that I do not display as a professional at my leisure times. Thinking they don't like me because of those possible situations and gosh, I hate formulating on how to make people or someone you know you haven't spoken with like me for first impressions. I could feel if someone ain't the same wave as me jiving from work or outside of that aspect.

I feel like a nobody. Just someone who's got superficial relationships harvested from work. It is business, the offers and close dealings. No time to make in hanging around with the clients or some coworkers you want to grow closer outside business. It's sad because we are all gonna run and spend time at our special haven - the ones we considered as priority, the family. Elimination round is the place where I'm always feeling to be by the means of spending energy to who truly deserves it. Who deserves to be inserted on a busy schedule and despite everything.

I feel like I am the least favorite and it hurts thinking about it. Being so pensive about due to my quirkiness and my crooked dialect. Doing my best to talk normally with people by avoiding to come out sounding like a foreigner who's trying hard to speak our local language. I really hate this flaw about myself, besides looking so androgynous - my secondary insecurity but learned to be proud and embrace my physical flaw.

I just wanna cry, pondering what route God is going to direct me before I hit the cusp of 30s? If I am still going to continue at my sales career? Going on the flow that is how passive I do while there's no any door of opportunity to help me get out from this place I am stuck at. Sales is a love-hate relationship. You feel stuck at it the more you get yourself loaded accounts from referrals and endorsements. That's great! However, the whole cycle drains me alot, especially being your most passive self to entertain business clients.

I'm so tired. I wish and pray and manifest the all things in balance to keep me abundantly happy that produces more high quality results from the craft I am innately so great for. Something brand new but it wouldn't take away the very core from my soft skills or anything that aligns with that. Alot of new experiences, new people as instant friends outside business. New level of comfort like staying in a condo for awhile long whilst being with significant partner for business/work. Generating more booming income. And travels like no other.

Manifesting, gradually each subject of full hearts desire will be aligning to reality from just dreams we so desperate to have.

Ciao!

-kkemtal

[franki-lew-yo]

To my friend whom I hurt; give me receipts on me. Please.

Privately obv. If what I've pieced together here is the thing I think it is that hurt you obv I'm not sharing your personal information. The reason that this post is public is because you have blocked me and none of our mutuals know each other. I am in pain because YOU are in pain.

I'm sorry. If that's all you want and all you need after all the inner turmoil that I unknowingly put you through than there. I'm so, deeply sorry. I don't expect us to be friends ever again if what you say is really that serious, and I believe you when you say it is that serious. The problem is

I genuinely don't recall what exact incident made you mad.

I'm trying to piece it together, based on old messages, but I can't be sure and you blocking me doesn't help me understand any better.

What I remembered happened, what I thought happened, what I'M TRYING TO RECALL as best I can but you really need to jog my memory otherwise -screenshot? link? give me the receipts PLEASE! - is this:

On one of my other blogs I reblogged a thing from you talking about Palestine donations and the very real fear you had of some of them being scams because many of them do talk very automated, which is fair as yes there have been bots and scammers. I reblogged trying to counter/add to that claim because in doing my own campaign work these last few years I have literally had to use templates and automation to make my non-scams work; that's what I was trying to do; add my perspective. Now I can imagine myself, imagine because I don't remember, being way to casual or cold or careless in how I sounded talking to you. The problem is I've lost that reblog to time and clutter. I have no idea how bad I sounded because I can't find my own words and my own f*ck up.

I am rereading our shared texts from when that happened...and I must have REALLT blotted out that conversation because you're bringing up something that sounds familiar but that I definitely don't remember??

You're talking about a time, this year,- was it over the Palestine donation reblog post, or was it ANOTHER completely different post about something else? ? No really WAS IT? I don't know. You tell me especially if this clearly hurt you that much and I haven't been aware!!! -where I screenshotted something that was a private convo or had your information on it?? And I didn't take it or delete the post at all? Is that what you're saying? Is that "the attack" you're speaking of?

The thing is that sounds vaguely familiar. That SOUNDS like a tiff we had -tho I'm remembering/thought it was over the initial kerfluffl about how sus donations can sound and me getting defensive because of my own donation history???- but I truly don't remember...The thing is, @-----, I am just barely remembering and recounting any of this. All of this- something about disagreeing, with you on a post and/or replying by screenshotting your ID somehow...I'm remembering it but BARELY. IF this is indeed the event you're talking about??

That is wrong. I thought I deleted either the post or my comment or the screencap I took of you. I thought I apologized, though I agree with you I sounded too casual like it was no big deal in our last comvo since then. I never thought my words could be interpreted as trying to say "we were both wrong". That's never what I meant.

I don't need you and I to be friends again. It makes me sad, especially since I didn't know this hurt you this much at all, but I want to at least resolve this. I want you to at least answer me if this incident is the one you're describing?? Is it?

Even if I can never take it back, I know how much minor/major incidents between mutuals can sting and not let you be for years. Right now I'm having a sincere panic attack over hurting you and that I didn't even know I did. I'm worried that you might have gotten unneccessary attention???!!?! from me not doing what I said I was going to do and delete a stupid post??? I swear I've been in such a serial sense of dread and tension this year -o, that's not an excuse; what it means it that I REALLY have forgotten half of what I've already produced and and posted and have not been as chatty as I was last year with anyone.

If, in my haze or not, I somehow didn't listen/understand you/forgot to delete a thing you wanted me to delete than holy crap I'm so sorry.

I don't need forgiveness. I really am so, SO sorry. I am. And I'm so mad at myself.

Mad for ever thinking screenshotting and replying to that was an adequate way to respond to you --I've been in internet fandom discourse spaces for the past year where some people do that very thing, including to good friends/mutuals, when they are replying and repsponding...WTF was I thinking that you or any of my other friends wouldn't be bothered by this sudden newstyle replystyle that I never checked with you was okay to do or not? AND I didn't even delete the dang post/screencap that I never should have taken of you at all? <- if ANY of that sounds right, if ANY of that is why you're so hurt - of course I understand why you are mad.

I'd be mad at all that too! And that's why I'm asking for you to please reply, jog my memory, link me to something you saved or screenshotted if any of this is true? Because, what I think is worse than me being so blase and not caring about you and your needs, is the idea that I just somehow forgot to do the thing that I said I was going to do and should have done. That that muck up of me not finishing a task I'd written down mentally to do has cost us our friendship.

That's what frightens me. Nothing scares me more than the idea of my own miscommunication skills genuinely hurting someone. I have nightmares about it.

Again, if this is the end than this is the end. But, I need to know where I started all this first. Show me what I did. Right now I'm crying putting this all together, wondering what part of my recollection and the parts that remain of this incident from months back were the thing that 'did it' for you. I'm realizing that that's why you've been purposefully not responding and not just that you're busy and in hell with the rest of us. That since march you have been having this awful gut feeling that I don't care for you or your mental health on paper or in practice at all by embarrassing you and/or exposing your blog to unwanted attention.

I agree, this is probably a hurdle this friendship won't survive. But please, just unblock me. Point me in the right direction. If I can't fix our friendship than at least let me try and fix this.

[laurarolla]

So... I'm giving up on Daggerfall. I gave the game a good number of hours to try and get its hooks into me and it just wasn't happening. I can see where the appeal lies, and I can understand the game in its historical context, but I cannot actually have fun with it. I will post the playlist of what I did play, and maybe someday I'll take a second look, but for now, I'm done with it.

First off, I have to cop to the mistakes I made going into the game due to a lack of research and not looking around for an instruction manual. I built a character with too many advantages, chose not to invest in blunt weapons to deal with skeletons, didn't select easy skills for major catagories to have a better leveling speed, and didn't immediately buy a cart to carry my stuff. The cart one is definitely all on me being unnecessarily cheap, because that cart is awesome and a real bargain. It even connects to some things I like about this game: money has weight, and you can run/teleport back to a dungeon entrance to drop off your loot on long delves. The dungeon crawling is some genuine simple fun. Even when I got lost or took forever to find the actual objective in some dungeons, it was still an exciting part of the game. Unfortunately for Daggerfall, correcting my mistakes would not make the game more enjoyable to me.

Having played Skyrim colors with my perspective on Daggerfall's leveling system. The idea that leveling abilities gives you experience points is a cool system, but Daggerfall's design obfuscates and overcomplicates this system by dividing skills into four catagories with different impacts on your XP curve. Put Running in your Major skills, and you'll rack up XP just by sprinting through town, which you'll do a lot if you don't buy a horse. Casting healing spells, even when they don't heal, gives Restoration skill points, making the cheapest healing spell you can build an XP farm. However, which tier your skills are in matters so much that if you put something like lockpicking (which is near useless at low levels and difficult to actually level) in your higher skill tiers, you nerfed your ability to level up. This wouldn't be so much of an issue if the ability to even progress the main quest of the game were not level gated. The "only gain skill points and level when resting" part isn't really an issue, since Daggerfall is so vast and empty you'll probably fast travel everywhere, which counts as resting. Combined with abysmal weapon hit rates and damage early on, some early game enemies being resistant or immune to specific weapon materials or damage types, and damage spells feeling like a scam for the mana to damage ratio they give, and you get a game that just isn't for me.

Daggerfall is historically important, and I am glad I gave it a chance. Heck, if the idea of exploring an extremely vast land and making up your own old-school D&D style fun sounds appealing, it might actually appeal to you. But if you are going in with the goal of experiencing a story instead of a world, I think you'll be sorely disappointed. Despite the impressive work done to port the game to the Unity engine and mod the heck out of it in so many ways, Daggerfall's core just doesn't stand the test of time, especially in comparison to it's own sequels.

[mercysventingblog]

why is it considered rude to say "i know" when one actually knows the information of which the other is talking about in a conversation?

like, my father tells me of scams and phishing (like i was still unaware and didn't know after the 27 other times.), and he says USPS don't usually tell you stuff via text. i say "i know" and he takes it offensively (furrowed brow, huff, higher technically-can't-be-considered-mocking-but-really-is-such intonation)

(like the one where the kids have plausible deniability when they asked me "oh wow do you like beetles?" (in a teasing, mocking, probably bullying way; laughing after they say that, and grinning all the while) when i was researching beetles and talking to my friend about them & how much i love them & why. i scoff and they say "oh, well, i'm just asking!!! don't be sooo easily offended.".)

is it not a compliment to have your (directed however not directed to you, the reader.) kid know, if anything??? to know your kid understands? it's factual, are you offended, too, when i say 1 + 1 = 2?

i waited until he was done talking (DID NOT INTERUPPT AT ALL), and i responded accordingly, with my genuine verbal reaction, in a non-monotonous voice. (i have an issue with saying what i don't truly think just to be nice and have people like me, alongside my voice being monotonous and thus passive aggresive and ingenuine?) i responded trying to sound nice, with the kindest intonation i can do. but he's still offended? what? i thought it was my monotonous voice that set people off?

i genuinely dont understand.

do i need to get a psychology degree to understand this? i'll get it. i will study relentlessly. i'll know everything about psychology until the cows come home. please just tell me why.

maybe i am overthinking this but please this has happened so many times with my mom and my dad and my aunt and just any adult in my life i am so confused and they never tell me why they're angry at me after i said i know.

my mum tells me that everything that can cause harm is offensive. okay. i believe her, but WHY BE SO ANGRY OVER SOMEBODY SAYING THEY KNOW WHAT YOURE TALKING ABOUT?? would you rather be angry over being understood or not being understood? is he mad he thinks i misunderstood? i did not, i told him the information he told me to prove that i understood his idea entirely, BUT HES STILL ANGRY AT ME AND CALLED ME A 'SMART-ASS'? what did i do wrong please im just a teenager i dont understand.

please i write all these little clarifications in my writing to make sure i'm not misunderstood because misunderstandings make me lose friends, reputation, opportunities, EVERYTHING and they see it as condescending and me thinking they don't already understand. how am i supposed to know you would understand? why is it considered an insult to not understand something? why is it bad to lack ungiven knowledge? "oh, well, because who wouldn't understand?" (in response to the first question in the paragraph)

I DON'T KNOW????? YOU???? i don't know whether or not you would understand which is entirely why i do this. im so tired. im sorry if i come off as rude in this. i genuinely don't know how to phrase my feelings to be nice AND accurate. i don't want to downplay my feelings. please. i'm already AFAB so i was told to always be nice and polite and to just say "oh, i kinda think you shouldn't be doing that!" instead of "don't do that." to be nice and to not sound mean. if only i was born a handsome man. maybe everything would be better.

please how do i be human.

[emma-radfemcanu]

My dad really reminds me of the dad from Matilda sometimes- very much 'I'm big you're little, I'm right you're wrong' I made the mistake of questioning something and got a shouty tirade of how I'm 'misinformed and ignorant'

Meanwhile he:

Gets most of his 'information' from those LIBERAL SMACKDOWN youtube channels, unironically calls the BBC 'propaganda' and uses the term 'mainstream media'

Believes we should send all Muslims 'back to where they came from' yes, even the ones who were born here, they have no place in a civilised society like ours

Believes David Amess being murdered by an Islamic extremist is terrorism, but Jo Cox being murdered by a far right lunatic was 'mental illness'- and also she was apparently an MP who cared more about foreign issues than local ones so the guy's anger was understandable

Is a Putin defender??? ('he's not an evil man he's taking back what he sees as his and he is right'), Ukraine war is a 'scam' and lots of the country is actually very safe so we shouldn't accept any refugees, they aren't our problem

At the risk of sounding a bit pathetic, it was really upsetting to listen to. He never used to be this bad- I don't use the word 'radicalised' lightly but that genuinely is what happened