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if i could go back and change one thing about my choices in the past decade I would force myself to be more committed to finishing learning to drive and getting my driver's license. while legitimate things came up every year that made it challenging to find time, when i was a teenager the excuses were flimsy and i could have put much more effort in to making time. Or even when I was in undergrad. because not having a car and not having a license is fucking up my whole adulthood and trying to schedule a driving school on top of grad school is fucking hard and so many jobs require a license i have a hard deadline to get a license by. And i know my reasons for putting off learning to drive years ago and they are not good enough to justify the inconvenience I have wrought upon my life. Plus if i had done it years ago it would have been taking the test in sprawling NV in my parent's car and it would have been much easier than taking it in an urban city in FL and learning from strangers instead of my dad.
#words cannot express how frustrated i am with myself for digging myself into this hole.#listen some of my self hatred is irrational I will admit that but this one is very very rational and tangible. I created this problem#it is not going to cost money and time that i barely have to solve#some of it was me wanting to goof around in summer rather than get in a car to drive when i was like 17 etc#i had little motivation to drive when i was a teenager bc my friends lived further away than i would be allowed to drive
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so i had a thought.
what if 236 is actually jujutsu tech propaganda?
mei mei is broadcasting this entire thing, right? what better way to protect gojo from bounty hunters etc., than convince the entire world that he's already dead?
the final battle happened offscreen, with significantly less fanfare. gojo rescued megumi, defeated sukuna. the day was saved.
at a cost.
gojo gave up everything - at least, everything he valued. the six eyes, his abilities as a sorcerer. he assumed that would make him a normal man, and he was right -
what he didn't realize was that it would also make him blind.
so now... you live in a nice apartment complex. a guy moves in next to you.
you can't help but notice he happens to be blind - at least, he's wearing a blindfold, uses a cane, but he's often swearing and stumbling through his porch, over his entryway. he is very, very blind.
you, wondering what the fuck up is with your obviously blind neighbor who seems to have no sense of self-preservation.
he walks into objects all the time, especially hitting his head on things, since he's so tall. forgets his cane when going out. the dude just left his door open the other day, like, WIDE OPEN, who DOES that?
helping gojo learn, not only how to be human, but how to be disabled. how to not be disgusted with being disabled.
gojo learning that being blind isn't the end of his life, nor the end of his happiness - life is still worth living, even without one of his senses.
helping gojo mourn his lost sense while still finding things to enjoy. gojo who learns to cook by taste, by feeling heat or texture, with your help. gojo learning to organize things so he always knows where they are from memory.
bringing gojo audiobook versions of your favorite stories even if he teases you for your taste. he listens to them when he has nothing to do, which is most of the time, now.
he goes out on walks all the time because he doesn't have a job, you learn. while it's nice to not have to work, you can tell he comes from money, his life comes with a gaping hole inside it, one that isn't entirely explained by the blindness.
gojo who's overstimulated all the time because he no longer has infinity as a barrier, but somehow also as touch-starved as ever, alone in a foreign country away from all his students and colleagues.
gojo, who has only ever done Big Things with his life, who has only ever been an Important Person doing world changing things, now, just an ordinary guy.
he barely cares what happens to himself now. it's not that he wants to die, or anything. it's just that he doesn't have a reason to live.
and that wouldn't change overnight. not with cooking lessons or audiobooks or friendly greetings whenever you see him by the door. not with smiles or waves (he can't see them) or a braille rubik's cube you find online (how did he solve it in under a minute??) or karaoke (he has an AMAZING singing voice, and he knows so many songs better than you do?).
it wouldn't change overnight, because nothing worthwhile forms in a day, or two, or even a week or a month.
but gojo's life doesn't have to be amazing a day after he's gone blind. or a week. or a month. it's okay if it's difficult, he learns, it's okay if he hates it, hates himself, hates every choice that brought him here, even if he would never take it back.
it's okay. it gets better. with you there? it's getting better.
#jjk#jujutsu kaisen#gojo satoru#gojo x reader#fluff#elsey rambles#god i just LOVE the post-sukuna-fight gojo fics man#i love satoru being brought down to normal. learning to struggle like regular people do#and realizing! it is actually not so bad! it's okay actually! life is fine when you can't hollow purple or forcefield protect yourself!#gojo has spent so much of his life looking at the Big Picture. he can enjoy some little things. as a treat#a testament for my love for that man that i'd eat up a fic of him with 0 sorcery or fun fantasy elements in it#his personality is good enough for me. the awfulness of it is the charm!#there should have been sooo much more angst to his character#oh wait those tags too#angst#hurt/comfort#god hurt/comfort is my CRACK
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Queer Book Recommendations
Every once in a while I like sharing some queer book recommendations on here as I read a lot and I get requests to share some of the books I love, so here we go!
Tell Me I'm Worthless: Three years ago, Alice spent one night in an abandoned house with her friends Ila and Hannah. Since then, things have not been going well. Alice is living a haunted existence, selling videos of herself cleaning for money, going to parties she hates, drinking herself to sleep. She hasn’t spoken to Ila since they went into the House. She hasn’t seen Hannah either.
Our Wives Under The Sea: Miri thinks she has got her wife back, when Leah finally returns after a deep sea mission that ended in catastrophe. It soon becomes clear, though, that Leah may have come back wrong. Whatever happened in that vessel, whatever it was they were supposed to be studying before they were stranded on the ocean floor, Leah has carried part of it with her, onto dry land and into their home.
You Made a Fool of Death with Your Beauty: Feyi Adekola wants to learn how to be alive again.It’s been five years since the accident that killed the love of her life and she’s almost a new person now—an artist with her own studio, and sharing a brownstone apartment with her ride-or-die best friend, Joy, who insists it’s time for Feyi to ease back into the dating scene. Feyi isn’t ready for anything serious, but a steamy encounter at a rooftop party cascades into a whirlwind summer she could have never imagined: a luxury trip to a tropical island, decadent meals in the glamorous home of a celebrity chef, and a major curator who wants to launch her art career.
Silver Under Nightfall: Remy Pendergast is many things: the only son of the Duke of Valenbonne (though his father might wish otherwise), an elite bounty hunter of rogue vampires, and an outcast among his fellow Reapers. His mother was the subject of gossip even before she eloped with a vampire, giving rise to the rumors that Remy is half-vampire himself. Though the kingdom of Aluria barely tolerates him, Remy’s father has been shaping him into a weapon to fight for the kingdom at any cost.
Disintegrate/Dissociate: In her powerful debut collection of poetry, Arielle Twist unravels the complexities of human relationships after death and metamorphosis. In these spare yet powerful poems, she explores, with both rage and tenderness, the parameters of grief, trauma, displacement, and identity. Weaving together a past made murky by uncertainty and a present which exists in multitudes, Arielle Twist poetically navigates through what it means to be an Indigenous trans woman, discovering the possibilities of a hopeful future and a transcendent, beautiful path to regaining softness.
The Perks of Loving a Wallflower: As a master of disguise, Thomasina Wynchester can be a polite young lady—or a bawdy old man. She’ll do whatever it takes to solve the cases her family takes on. But when Tommy’s beautiful new client turns out to be the highborn lady she’s secretly smitten with, more than her mission is at stake . . .
It Came from the Closet: Queer Reflections on Horror: Horror movies hold a complicated space in the hearts of the queer community: historically misogynist, and often homo- and transphobic, the genre has also been inadvertently feminist and open to subversive readings. Common tropes—such as the circumspect and resilient “final girl,” body possession, costumed villains, secret identities, and things that lurk in the closet—spark moments of eerie familiarity and affective connection. Still, viewers often remain tasked with reading themselves into beloved films, seeking out characters and set pieces that speak to, mirror, and parallel the unique ways queerness encounters the world.
Refusing Compulsory Sexuality: A Black Asexual Lens on Our Sex-Obsessed Culture: Everything you know about sex and asexuality is (probably) wrong. The notion that everyone wants sex–and that we all have to have it–is false. It’s intertwined with our ideas about capitalism, race, gender, and queerness. And it impacts the most marginalized among us. For asexual folks, it means that ace and A-spec identity is often defined by a queerness that’s not queer enough, seen through a lens of perceived lack: lack of pleasure, connection, joy, maturity, and even humanity.
#refusing compulsory sexuality#it came from the closet#the perks of loving a wallflower#disintigrate/dissociate#silver under nightfall#you made a fool of death with your beauty#our wives under the sea#tell me im worthless#queer book recommendations#queer books#lgbt books#queer history
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The Boys are on their own again after Greg left the school beyond the Veil. But they are quite busy. Lots of homework, training and filling Ji Ho in on their previous lessons Defense against the Dark Arts and Care of Magical Creatures. And, when Jack was fit again, they went over to Ye Olde Magick Shoppe, to buy books and supplies for their studies and upcoming lessons.
Jeb had been here before when he met Valerian for the first time, but for the others it's an exciting new world! They looked at the shop windows and exhibited artefacts in awe. There is a little Axolotl peering from behind the barrels!
And there's another one - for sale! Jack was fascinated: "Ohh - please, can I have it?" Saiwa: "What? No! We barely have enough money to buy all our school stuff! And we'll have to work for months to pay for the tution!" Jack: "Oh, come on, Sai! I just collapsed from all the pain I'm having for months now! And I got struck by lightning! And my Lou betrayed me! And you almost cried when you saw me lieing there after the fights I had to endure for your training. Please, hm? My nectar is selling so well and Kiyoshi is willing to make some extra fine cheese to compensate the costs. Won't you, Kiyoshi?" Since Kiyoshi is absent and drifting again, none of them expected an answer, but Kiyoshi said: "I will." Saiwa threw his hands in the air in surrender: "Fine!"
Jeb and the others already went inside to pick their stuff from Ms Coombes list. The vendor remembered him: "Hey Jeb! Have you and your boyfriend been satisfied with our Spicy Surprise Sac you bought last time? We have some great new additions to top it up! You surely won't miss them!" Jeb blushed: "Uhm no, o.o' just the items from the list, please." Omg! Jeb really hopes the others didn't hear that! Jeb: "You really have a wide selection of ...this stuff - for a school ö.ö'" Vendor: "Thanks! The demand is huge! And we also ship, should you be in need of anything. Delivery within 11 minutes after your order slips in. You might want to subscribe to our monthly box? Your grandmother is receiving hers since she left school!" Yeah, this goes definitely in the category 'Things I don't want to know about my Grandmother'...
Ji Ho and Vlad explore the shop together. With their Bond silenced to protect Ji Ho from overload, it became even more awkward between them (if that's even possible -.-). The Bond usually tells them how the other feels. But without it - and now that Ji Ho has his feelings back - and the knowledge that maybe Ji Ho's grandfather and the Council initiated the relationship between them to get a grip on Vlad's powers, neither Ji Ho nor Vlad knows how to deal with their relationship. Best is to wait until they found out if Ji Ho's grandfather has his evil flippers in this. And they know Ms Coombes well enough to know that this can't be rushed. She has her own way of teaching them and she wants them to solve this by themselves. Teaching a man how to fish... Which makes sense, they can't rely on the help of the others from the Resistance - they are an independent sub unit and they have to act as such - and the others are busy with their own stuff. So here, they are going to learn the basics to protect themselves and others in need - and this takes time. Ji Ho spotted some lilies. A lily had been Vlad's first secret present for Ji Ho and they accompany them through their ups and downs. (The Lily represents beauty, purity, transformation, rebirth, and devotion.) He takes this as a good omen. They've come so far already, they are going to overcome this too. Yeah, Vlad and Ji Ho are busy with their own stuff and - luckily - didn't hear the sales pitch between Jeb and the vendor ö.Ö'
Jeb took them upstairs to pick their school books. Ji Ho can't takes his eyes off of Vlad ^^' Since he got his feelings back, he craves Vlad's proximity and wants to be close to him. Vlad looks so happy. He's a writer and he loves his books :3 And here - beyond the Veil - there are books he finds nowhere else.
Ji Ho: "Omg why are these books so huge! How are we supposed to carry them around at school?" Jeb: "I know, right. The books had been the reason why I bulked up so much when Francine kept me busy after..." Ji Ho put his hand on Jeb's shoulder and squeezed lightly. Jeb doesn't need to keep on talking. Ji Ho knows that he was about to say '...after my breakup with Saiwa.' (Their first breakup.)
Eventually Sai, Jack and Kioyoshi entered the shop. Jeb called Kiyoshi upstairs. And the other vendor greeted Sai: "Have you been satisfied with the wand Kiyoshi gave to you? Did it fit your ... needs? You surely already ran out of the polish. If you buy two, you get one for free!" Omg! Sai almost forgot about that wand ö.Ö' Jeb and him never got to use it since they broke up - again... Well, it wasn't exactly a breakup - more of a break - after Sai's breakdown... Surely Sai won't discuss the wand in front of Jack ö.ö Sai: "I don't know what you're talking about! Let's find the others, Jack." Only, that Jack already knows about the wand... and he's still in shock - not about the wand, he knows how popular and useful they are - it shocked him that Kiyoshi gave it to Saiwa. And so he didn't ask and let Sai shove him away from that booth to find their school stuff... and Sai just hopes Jeb didn't overhear their sales pitch o.o
Kiyoshi, Vlad and the axolotl sat in a quiet corner. And the frog wondered why Kiyoshi looked so sad...
'Stuttering Cold and damp Steal the warm wind, tired friend Times are gone For honest men Sometimes, far too long for snakes In my shoes Walking sleep In my youth, I pray to keep Heaven send Hell away No one sings like you anymore
Black hole sun Won't you come And wash away the rain? Black hole sun Won't you come Won't you come'
Black Hole Sun - Soundgarden
From the Beginning 🔱 Underwater Love 🔱 Latest
Current Chapter: 'Here comes the Sun' from the beginning ▶️ here Last Chapter: 'Who killed Jack?' from the beginning ▶️ here
📚 Previous Chapters: Chapters: 1-6 ~ 7-12 ~ 13-16 ~ 23-28
#Here comes the sun#underwater love#vlad tepesz#jack callahan#vladimir tepesz#giga byte#vlad's lily#axl the axolotl#jeb harris#kiyoshi ito#verdantis magical realm#sims 4 story#sims 4#simblr#ts4#simlit#sims story#the sims 4#ts4 story#sims 4 vanilla#brindleton bay
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AITA for not paying my brother for our business' supplies?
(sorry, English isn't my first language)
This happened a couple of months ago. Me (30NB) and my brother (29M) have full time jobs, but I wanted to start a small business selling things made of resin (keychains, ashtrays, those things). It was fun making them and the extra money would help me, but I wanted to start small since my job didn't leave me with much free time. I mentioned this to my brother and he said we should have a business together, so I taught him how to use resin. I told him I was busy with work so I wouldn't be able to work on our business right away, so he went ahead and made social media accounts and keychains so we could take pictures and promote them.
When we talked about buying glitter, molds and chains I told him we should wait until we got back the money I had already spent on supplies, and then we could afford to buy more things since both on us were struggling to make ends meet. He agreed to this and I thought it was the end to it, that we would just use what we already had. Everytime he brought up buying molds he saw on TikTok I reminded him of this, and the fact that none of us could afford a big purchase (our jobs don't pay that much and we both have kids).
The next time I went to his house he was so proud to show me the amount of glitter and molds he had bought, when I asked how much he spent on them it was a third of my salary. It was obvious he spent so much money on them because he expected me to cover half of the costs, even though I told him before I couldn't. Thing is I went to his house that day to tell him I didn't want to work on this anymore, he was clearly more excited than I was and I barely got to make a single thing anyways, plus we hadn't sold anything yet so I thought it'd be better to leave our partnership early, you know, before we spent a lot of money we didn't have. He said I should still pay for half of the supplies, I refused since I told him before I didn't have the money and I wasn't gonna use them anyways.
A week later he tried to get our parents and older brother involved, though they said we should solve this between us. You know, like adults. We haven't talked ever since and he refuses to go to our family reunions if he knows I'm going. I thought I was in the right but the more time passes I'm not so sure.
What are these acronyms?
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Harris' economic "plan" is populist, anti-capitalist, and anti-investor. "Price gouging" is just whining about corporate profits and keeping new housing from going to investors is openly Socialist. I can't and won't support the dissolution of capitalism and trust you won't either.
That's clearly bait and falling into the all-too-common progressive false dichotomy of "you either support my policies or you're just a tool of big business and thus safe to disregard," a fallacy that largely dominates progressive thinking and sadly inhibits proper debate. But that being said, Harris's recent proposed economic plans are actually quite stupid from an economics perspective. Sadly, Trump and Harris are both racing to see who can create the stupidest economic policy possible this electoral cycle: Trump seemingly trying to turbocharge inflation with removing the Fed's independence to increase market instability and slapping tariffs on everything to pander to the nativists versus Harris seemingly trying to create price controls, inevitably resulting in shortages, out of a desire to pander to progressives. Either way, it's crafting bad policy largely to suit their particular vibes.
The "price gouging" bill is questionably constitutional at the federal level. insofar as she appears to be pushing for executive power to enforce the edict via the FTC. This would be a vast expansion of the FTC's purview - which should alarm anyone actually slightly concerned by the idea of the vast expansion of presidential authority.
But even if you don't, price controls are a terrible idea. Historically speaking, there aren't any examples in the US where they work out in a positive fashion save one - the price control system during the Second World War, where wartime rationing completely altered aggregate consumer demand to the point where it's an ineffective analogue (and the uniting purpose of defeating the Axis powers to enforce compliance and reduce control evasion simply doesn't exist today). Neither do we see much success globally, they typically end up presiding over a high degree of shortages and don't have much of an effect on actual prices, economists are very much in lock-step on this particular point. But price controls do have one benefit: they're popular, of course, because it reduces any complexities to a simple binary state. Why are groceries expensive? Clearly it's because the EVIL grocery store is jacking up prices. That's what "greedflation" keeps telling us, despite it being provably wrong. The fact that profit margins in grocery stores are razor thin and barely moved during the pandemic and the periods of inflation is irrelevant. After all, it doesn't suit the vibes.
This is particularly hilarious because if you look at the data, we've actually largely conquered inflation from a food prices perspective. Here's the inflation index for food prices - they've been hovering at about zero percent for about 32 months now. And it gets even worse when you look at wages versus food prices - it's been climbing steadily upwards. There was a bad hit during the time of inflation back in 2021 and 2022, but has been on an upward trend ever since 2023. So this is a policy trying to solve a problem that doesn't exist in the way Harris has defined it and so won't actually effect a negative push on prices, but that simple fact is a mere technicality - it isn't congruent with the vibes.
But people still believe that grocery prices are too high because of price jumps in those years, which is primarily due to supply shocks and the unprecedented printing of new money under both the Trump and Biden administrations. There are plenty of policies we could propose or enact to address that. We could stop drastically expanding the money supply (which we have, sort of) or we could break out the policy toolkit to reduce prices. We could use industrial and tax policy to increase supplies, we could deregulate to cut the cost of production, we could reduce tariffs (or actually fix our dysfunctional ports) to increase competitive pressure. We could increase oil production to reduce the cost of fuel (and thus shipping) or work on developing ways to reduce the cost of energy by building more solar or nuclear (which is roundabout and minimally effective but also has a knock-on effect across the board). But that's boring! That doesn't make me out to be the scrappy underdog under assault from all sides by nefarious actors! I don't want logical answers derived from the data with coherent policy goals to address those issues designed by people who know what they're doing, I want to stick it to the people who I know are making me suffer! I want my pre-existing biases to be repeated back to me so that I can reassure myself of my inherent virtue. In short, I want vibes!
The number of houses that goes to investors is in the single-percentile range, which drops dramatically when you remove the small investor category (individual investors owning <=5 homes including their own residence - which also includes older and/or wealthier folks who may own a primary home and a vacation home and are not technically in the "housing investor class" per say), where now it's not even a single percentage point. Whereas building more houses and enacting deregulation on zoning to allow mixed-use zoning, single-staircase apartments, and other YIMBY pro-housing policies have such a dramatically more positive effect on homeowners (and reduces the price which makes housing a *less* attractive investment - which would actually reduce large-scale investor purchases of homes if someone actually cared about doing that). But no, let's set up a costly apparatus for minimal effect. It's not very effective, but at least there's a clear evil bad guy - some rich investor that the honest man can give the what-for! So in essence, vibes.
But hey, who cares how effective policy is? After all, who needs data when you have V I B E S.
SomethingLikeALawyer, Hand of the King
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My Beginner/Newbie Guide to Neopets
Never used the site before in your life but wanna check it out? Just logged into your old account and wanna get back into it? Saw my promo and wanna take advantage of it? Wanna make loads of neopoints? As someone with about 20mil in the bank I can't guarantee following my advice will make you MEGA rich but I can get you pretty close with pretty minimal effort.
TL;DR do your dailies and invest in stocks (it's way easier than it sounds, idk shit about real life stocks)
(And before I hear any "isnt neopets run by scientologists" the answer is no, it never was, neopets.com once fell into a company that was run by a scientologist for about a year back in the early 2000s)
Guide below the cut!
THE MOST IMPORTANT ADVICE TO TAKE FROM THIS GUIDE:
Spin Trudy's Surprise wheel every day (link here)
Invest in stocks (guide here)
Do whatever dailies you want (link here)
Use Jellyneo's item database to search/price anything (link here)
This guide assumes you've already made an account, a pet, and have about 2000np (given to every new account) to spend, and that you're currently logged in (you'll need to be for most of these links).
Confused by the site layout? No idea where to go? No worries, I'll link just about everything you need here.
DISCLAIMER: There's a lot of stuff I DON'T do, but if there's something that interests you, go ahead and try it!! I just do the bare minimum when it comes to dailies lol
~~Dailies~~
If you clicked on this link, you're probably already overwhelmed by the sheer number of dailies your expected to do. The good news is, I don't do at least half of these. Most of these aren't worth your time or points and I only really do easy 1-click dailies that net me free shit. I'll show you exactly which ones those are.
Let's start with the Classics-
I've already gone ahead and erased the ones a new account will never have to worry about.
These are the priority freebie dailies you should be doing each day when you can. Lemme explain what each one does:
Soup Kitchen: Until you have 3000np, you can feed your pets here for free!
Free Jelly: One free jelly (worth 2 meals) each day
Giant Omelette: One free omelette (worth 3 meals) each day
Interest @ Bank: You can collect interest on your bank account each day (you need a bank account, I'll explain later)
Money Tree: Free stuff people throw away, guide further down
Trudy's Surprise: Free neopoints daily
Monthly Freebies: Once a month, not daily, free 2000np and food
Obsidian Quarry: One free piece of obsidian daily. I just sell them for 1np a piece to get people coming to my shop
Apple Bobbing: Free item daily (small chance to lose an item or nps)
Anchor Management: Free item daily
Mysterious Negg Cave: Solve a puzzle for a free item (solver here)
Grave Danger: Petpet required. Send it down into the catacombs daily to find items.
These are all the easiest of the dailies. Next up we have
The Wheels-
Yes, just these wheels, because none of the scratchcards are worth trying to me. I've never won anything good from them. These wheels are all relatively low-cost, but if you only wanted to pick ONE, do the Wheel of Mediocrity. I've found it has the highest return for the cost.
Also, the Wheel of Monotony can go for literal hours. I tend to let it go in a muted tab and do other stuff in the meantime. Anyway, next is
Win NPs, Items, Stats-
I've erased anything that takes too much time, doesn't work cause flash, can only be accessed at certain times, or isn't newbie accessible. I'll elaborate on the rest;
Tombola: Draw a ticket and win a prize (free)
Deserted Tomb: Go into a tomb and potentially find treasure (may hurt your neopet)
Fruit Machine: One free spin per day for fruit
Coltzan's Shrine: One of the best dailies. Potentially increases stats, gives NP or items
Kreludor Meteor: Free items when it works
TDMBGPOP: Free items (usually plushies) or NPs
Underwater Fishing: Free fish or fishing-related items
Forgotten Shore: Requires treasure map (guide here)
Healing Springs: Heals your pets or gives you an item. Can be done every 30mins. I recommend coming here last to heal pets after some dangerous dailies. You can also come here every 30mins if your pet is sick until they're cured.
These are also good, easy freebies I recommend doing daily. Personally I also use the Battledome but that's because I've actually trained one of my pets to fight. Now for the
Pay NPs and Win-
No, really, that's it.
Okay, I also personally do Cheeseroller, and I used to do more carnival games when they worked, but these are the only ones you really need to worry about in this section.
Faerie Caverns, Test Your Strength, and Pick Your Own are simple games where you can win NPs and items.
Garage Sale is a shop where most items are sold below market value. Great for reselling.
Bargain stocks are cheaper than regular stocks and are only for poor/new users.
And what about
Other Neopets Stuff To Do-
A lot less intimidating now, huh?
Most things in this section are just... things to do. Things that aren't all that profitable. These four are the only ones you should bother with if your priority is getting NPs.
Symol Hole requires a PetPet. You can win items, but this is rare.
Stock Portfolio... I'll get into that soon. But this is important.
Trading Post is where you go to offload tons of junk, get tons of junk, buy/sell anything worth more than 999999np, and find good deals
Employment Agency is where you take jobs that involve finding and buying a certain number of a particular item in a certain timeframe. I only recommend this if you've become familiar with Jellyneo's item data base and the Shop Wizard.
Now what about the next sections, Quests, Competitions, and Games?
Don't worry about 'em.
When you're financially better off, you can try doing some daily Faerie quests if you want, but I don't recommend getting into them right away. Contests are cool and all, but not my thing personally, so I can't tell you much about them. As for games... most of them are still broken.
But the game Fashion Fever is an easy free 900np a day. Just wait 10 seconds before finishing the game, then send score.
Wait, how does the Stock Market work?
Great question!
The stock market is the easiest way to rack up neopoints. I can't comment on bargain stocks because I haven't done them, but I can tell you all about the regular stock market.
(You could also uh, watch this 5 minute guide here, which is how I originally learned how the stock market works)
Conceptually, you buy stocks while they're cheap, then wait until their value goes up and sell them at a high price. You can easily turn 15000np into 45000np by simply waiting.
Also, I really recommend you have 15000np before buying any stocks. Do other dailies until you have that much at least.
Your stock portfolio is here. Read the scrolling stocks at the top of the page:
Until you find a stock valued at 15np (circled above). Once you have the stock name (this one is SWNC), go to 'Buy' (right under the scrolling stocks in blue),
And buy them! Buy 1000 at a time.
15np is the LOWEST a stock can go before it's unbuyable, and you can only buy a total of 1000np per day.
Now, we just have to wait for the value to go up.
I only sell stocks once the value is +300%. SWNC is currently at 0.00% because it's worth the value I originally bought it at (15np).
Check your portfolio daily, buy new stocks when you can, sell when they're high, and sooner or later you'll be raking in hundreds of thousands of neopoints per sale!
Does Trudy's Surprise really guarantee thousands of free NPs?
Yes. No, seriously, yes.
The first time you spin the wheel, you'll probably only get about 1000np. Come back the next day, spin it again, maybe you'll get 2000np. By the end of the first week, probably 6000np.
And on day 25? 100000np. Guaranteed. Then the cycle resets to day 1, and it's back to about 1000np.
With Trudy's Surprise, you can very easily obtain around 200000np a month.
BUT. You need to spin the wheel once EVERY DAY or the counter resets and you're back to day 1 again.
There are days where I really don't feel like doing my dailies at all, but I always try to make sure I get this one in. It's absolutely worth logging it.
You mentioned a Bank Account?
If you haven't opened a bank account (for neopoints, not actual money), do so now!!
A bank will hold onto your neopoints for you so you don't lose them during random events, and you can collect interest every day. There's a cost to open and upgrade an account, but no fees besides that. The more nps in your account, the more interest you can collect! I collect about 6000np a day just from my nps sitting in my account.
Okay, I did my dailies and now I have all this stuff sitting in my inventory. Now what?
Well, you have a few options:
Use them. Food feeds your pet, books educate them, toys entertain them... before doing anything else with some items, consider if you want to use them on your pet.
Donate them. If you're completely at a loss or don't want to bother selling them, you can always donate or discard them to free up space.
Store them in your Safety Deposit Box. Got items that you think you'll use later that are currently taking up space? Store them in your SDB or Closet for now.
Trade them. Go to the trading post, browse new trades, and use these items as fodder for getting good deals. Alternatively, put them up for trade and see what people offer.
Sell them. If you haven't opened a shop yet, I highly recommend you do so. You can put items in the shop, but they won't be displayed until you've set a price. Don't know what to charge? Search the item in the Jellyneo item database to find out how much it's worth!
Why even do any of this?
Honestly, that's up to you to decide.
Neopets is a weird site. People came for the pets, but the only ones that stayed have remained for the economy. You either find it fun or you don't, and I know it's harder when you're a beginner.
What really got me into neopets again was finding a goal. If you want to get rich, that's the one thing you need most: a goal. It could be a static number, a dream pet, a dream gallery, w/e. My first main goal was a gold paintbrush for a pet I don't even have anymore, and my current goal is 25mil in my account. After that, I think my next goal will be to access the lab ray.
If you're just starting out and don't know what you want your goal to be, I'd suggest finding that old dream pet or picking a new one here: This site shows every pet in every colour. Find one that speaks to you, find out how much the paintbrush or morphing potion or whatever method costs, and work for that.
I'm still confused/have questions.
Please feel free to DM me!! I love neopets and am trying to get more people (especially my friends) into it. I don't know everything but the least I can do is point you to a guide that can help. Don't hesitate to reach out to me!
You can also neomail me if you want <3
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Let's Spend Lots of Money!
Back in June I posted about how after a huge storm rolled through, I was without power for over five days and then talked about all the insurance and stuff going on.
Well, things have progressed since then!
Would you like to read/see pictures of exterior home renovation? This is the post for you! Warning: It's really long! And the story isn't done yet!
Here's a cut for extreme length!
PART ONE: The To-Do List
When it was over, at the end of my post, I posted some To-Do's:
Call Plumber - Done, and I thought the problem would be solved for another year or more.
Get garage door serviced. Done. The guy I called was clearly trying to rip me off. He told me immediately that I needed new springs, and when I pushed back and pointed out how shiny and new my garage springs were, because they were less than five years old, and they just needed to be tightened, he tried telling me that it's not possible to tighten garage door springs, something I knew for a fact was bullshit. I pushed back on him and was about to tell him to just leave when instead he had me sign a thing saying that he couldn't promise that fixing the springs would fix the problem and if I called them out again it would be another service call fix instead of guaranteed work. In the end, I got what I wanted but paid too much and marked that company in my phone as "never call again." The work they did do was fine, but screw them.
Get Handyman to take care of the fallen tree - Check, a day or two after power came back. I tipped him extra for it, too, because he always takes care of me. My insurance lady told me what I paid was quite inexpensive for the job.
Work with Insurance - Yep! We'll get to that.
Talk to my neighbors about the fact that I’m going to get a wood fence put up to replace our chain link one. YEP. We'll get to that, too.
Get the electrician back to wire up the house for a generator. Nope. Not yet. But someday.
Buy a generator Not yet, but again, someday.
Clean out the garage, for real. Maybe when it's not 100 degrees out every day again. But yeah, on the list, for multiple reasons.
So yeah... the last six weeks or so have been a trip.
PART TWO: Getting Money
One of the things I did when I didn't have power was see that we could file a claim with FEMA for disaster assistance. I figured... why not. A day or two after I got power back, a FEMA inspector lady called and then came to the house. I pointed out all of the things. I ended up getting a little bit from FEMA. Not a ton, but honestly, I was grateful. Anything helped.
Later that week, or maybe the next, my insurance sent an adjuster. Crazily she was flown down from another part of the country, she was living in the exact town that I grew up in. Like it is not a huge town. Not "small" but also just not somewhere you'd expect to meet someone from on the reg. So we had a good time chatting about the city when she came to inspect the house.
Insurance gave me an OK amount. My roof was old so they only paid out 40% of the replacement cost. And yeah, that's about what I got from them them with the final price when it was all said and done.
PART THREE: Finding Help
My roofer initially seemed great. I was excited to work with him. When the insurance came, instead of him coming, he sent an "assistant" who didn't really seem like he knew much of what he was doing or was very helpful. But hey, you know what? right after a storm like that, they're gonna be busy.
Several times over the next couple of weeks I texted him asking how things were progressing on just getting me a quote. He sent a whole other guy over like two weeks later for the fence quote. He barely seemed interested to be there. Um, okay. He also wouldn't even give me a ballpark at the time. Whatever.
Two weeks after that I hear from the roofer that he's almost done with my quote. By then it was the weekend before July 4th.
I'd gotten the money from the insurance. I'd sent the documentation of their payout to the roofer and made it clear I had a sum of cash above that (not exactly how much) to come out of pocket, and a priority list for the work to be done. My best guess is that he figured my business wasn't worth as much time as other people's, so I kept getting shuffled to the bottom of the stack. OK. His prerogative. Fair. But I was at the limit of my waiting, considering how bad my roof was.
My across the street neighbor had told me that she had her roof redone a year or two ago who she said did a good job, and he'd come to see how her roof fared from the storm and told her to give me his number if I wanted him to look at it. So when I didn't hear from my roofer after July 4th week, I went and asked her for the number, then texted Joel, the new roofer.
Anyway, Joel came out the next day. I showed him all the work I'd been approved for. He and I negotiated a price and materials for the roof. A price was set that was right about what I thought it should be.
Still had some money leftover in the budget so I asked about a fence, specifically an 8' Cedar fence. His quote was $1k more than I was hoping it would be, but honestly, still what I thought was a good deal.
He also mentioned a price for the patio roof. I was at my hoped-for spend limit and would get back to him about the patio roof.
In the end, I pulled a little more money together and told him to go for it.
That was Tuesday and Wednesday.
Original Builder sent me my quotes on Wednesday. How nice. Too late. Also they were like 30% higher than what I settled on with Joel. He just emailed them, didn't even bother to follow up with a text.
I had a polite response planned out in my head if he'd texted or called. But he didn't. Oops, I guess I didn't see that email.
PART FOUR: The Survey Drama
Thursday, Joel and his main builder came out, tore out the chain link fence and started putting up 10' poles for the 8' fence (2' of which is buried in concrete in the ground.)
Joel also told me that he needed a copy of my land survey for the build permit, which I should have from when I bought the house.
I spent a good hour searching through every document I had from when I bought my house in 2003 looking for it. And I felt I'd pretty much kept everything. I had my bids on houses I didn't win in there. I had notes that I took back then.
I did not have a survey. Well... shit.
So, I started by looking at the city website online. The city does not keep copies of surveys.
So I tried calling my mortgage company. Except oops they went out of business in like 2010.
Getting real panicked, I threw a hail mary and went to look up my Title company. They'd been bought out in like, 2007. But there were a couple of people working under franchise names of that company still. A total longshot, but I called the person nearest me.
That very nice man said he couldn't help me BUT I should call the home office. He gave me the name and number of a lady named Kim.
So I called Kim, and she was very very sweet. And extremely doubtful she had anything on file, but she would get with the records department and look.
A half hour later she called back. THEY'D FOUND IT. Holy crap. Even she was astonished.
I thanked her profusely and asked her to thank the records department. A few minutes later, the survey was in my email. And hey, it had my signature from 2003 on it! I sent that over to Joel and we got the permit. WHEW. Work continued.
I printed out three copies of the survey and emailed it to myself at two other email addresses.
PART FIVE: Communication
I texted my neighbor on the side where the fence would be built (the other neighbor had built their fence, also an 8' cedar fence, like 20 years ago, so hey, at least I only had to pay for two full sides and two fronts.
Technically I text with their daughter, as her parents don't speak English. They knew that this was coming and were cool with it. They knew the fencer would need to do some work in their yard and that there would be no fence for a little while. I asked Joel to please help minimize the time there was no fence for their dog (a pitbull, she's very sweet) to be penned in by.
Just want to say my neighbors are saints. They were very cool with everything, though I sent them many apologies. It was especially frustrating because we took the fence separating our yards down on Friday and there was no full fence put back up all weekend. It couldn't be avoided, though. Just wish the days had gone by faster. They could only let the dog our on the leash for those days. I asked (daughter) several times what I could do to say I'm sorry and thank you and they were really just kind and chill about it anyway. I am still thinking of something I could do for them, though, once this is all over. My initial thought is a small basket of dog toys and treats for the pupper.
I also started discussing paint stain colors for the fence with Joel, and let my neighbors help me make a decision, since they'd have to look at it, too. In the end, we decided to go with the same brown color that the fence on my other side already was. I kinda wanted to go with maybe a dark grey, which would also match the neighbors house well, but that's what they wanted and having a color match was my other main choice, and probably the right one, even if it doesn't match with our houses.
Mostly I'm glad my good relationship with my neighbors is intact.
PART SIX: CONSTRUCTION BEGINS!
Okay yeah so Thursday some poles got put up. Friday the rest of them got put up. Joel is mostly coordinating everything, the main builders are Jose and his wife Maria. Neither of them speak English and my High School and College Spanish were uh, 30 years ago but I retained a decent amount. Mostly though, we communicate through whatever sentences I can piece together and a lot of Google Translate. We have had entire conversations through Google Translate. It's great.
Saturday the work on the poles were finished and Sunday no work got done... I mean... it's Sunday. It was only annoying because of my neighbors having to take care of the dog and I felt bad about it.
Over the weekend I also picked out roof shingles. I got an architectural single, which is a nicer shingle. I wanted a medium-grey color -- I never liked the light grey my old roof was, I didn't pick it out, though I know lighter is probably cooler. I picked what I thought was a nice compromise.
PART SEVEN: Roof Day One
AKA my new Skylight.
Monday I woke up stupid early for no reason. But it was fine that I did because at 6:30am the doorbell rang. The roofers were here. And they got started right away.
It... was loud. I knew it would be but I don't think I was quite prepared for how loud.
But I had little to do after welcoming them, so I mean, when it was time for me to work (my job is 100% WFH still, yay!) I just got to work, doing my best to ignore the noise and hoping they wouldn't fall in on me. The cats were terrified and hiding, curled up together under my recliner in the living room, their normal safe place. I put food, water and their litter box in there, closed the door 90% of the way, and let them be.
Anyway, here I was, working away in my office and at about 10:15 am, there was a bright light and a foot in my ceiling.
First and most importantly, he is fine! He slipped and his leg fell through. It wasn't the end of the world, and MOST important, he CRAZILY fell through right above my very tall bookcase, the tallest piece of furniture I own. Instead of falling completely through the ceiling, he "stepped" two feet down, and his foot caught on the bookcase, and he pulled it right back up. If this had happened ANYWHERE else, it might have been a LOT worse.
Joel and Jose came in and assessed the situation and Jose said no problem. For about three hours the hole remained, until Joel came back from Home Depot with some drywall, and I had a funny story to tell all my friends, co-workers and family. That angle in that pic up there is literally an angle from where I sit while I work all day. Lots of fun comments about my new skylight and terrible puns from my brother.
It currently looks like this:
You can see the scuffs on the wall from the guy who fell's shoe!
Jose came in and got the drywall on and the spackle in. There was a crack already from the window to the ceiling, from the house settling, so he just went ahead and spackled that, too.
I actually have the paint can for that paint in my garage, so I handed that over to them to paint match.
Honestly, aside from being glad the worker is OK, I do not get upset over stuff like this as long as it gets fixed, and it well, so it's fine!
There's a similar hole in my garage ceiling, too, which still needs fixing.
The roof workers worked from 6:30am until 9pm. It was 100 outside that day. They were amazing.
This was taken Mid-day when they were eating lunch.
I not only was getting new shingles, but new decking (aka the wood that the shingles rest on that is connected to the rafters. I know they didn't redo the decking in 2003 when I bought the house and they put the cheapest roof possible on it before selling it to me. Joel confirmed that there were several rotting places in the decking and I saw a few pieces myself. And under in the attic the decking they installed a Thermal layer for more insulation that wasn't there before.
I did have good insulation installed pretty early, like 2005, so at least when the power has gone out since it's stayed nicely warm/cool depending on the season.
I had some old whirly type vents coming out of the house. Several of them were either broken or uh... very squeaky. Especially when it was cold, one of them had a definite squeak that you could hear outside and it was mortifying if my neighbors could hear it. That one, or maybe another one, rattled really badly when it was windy, too. TBH I would just put in my headphones to sleep sometimes because of roof noise the last year or two during very cold or windy nights.
Well, the roofers got rid of all of those. In place, they put a ridge vent, which basically means a tiny gap along the entire top ridge of the house, covered up by a special shingle. I learned all about it when I watched a Youtube about it the next morning after looking at it and going "WTF is that little bump?" Anyway, no more loud squeaky/rattling vents for me. My house is modern now. :D
So anyway, Monday night they finished getting roofing over the entire house, but the garage still wasn't done.
This was taken early Tuesday morning, there'd been tarps over the garage that night. There was no rain forecast, so everything was cool.
PART SEVEN POINT FIVE: No Internets (Part 1)
This is part 7.5 because I had to come back and add it in later when I forgot to add it until I was almost done writing, and I don't feel like correcting all the section titles, but it is absolutely part of the story.
Monday early evening as they were hurrying to finish getting roofing over at least the house part of the roof they got some of the garage done. Around 7pm there was a blip where my internet went out, but it came back.
And then at like 8:15 as they were finishing, it went out and DIDN'T come back.
I did all the normal troubleshooting things, put in a ticket with my provider, and called tech support.
Eventually I got someone on the line who asked me to make sure everything was plugged in, what, like I'm some kind of idiot? I work in IT! I know what I'm doing! But, I humored her. And she reminded me that there's not only the box on the outside of my house, but also the one in the garage, could I please check to make sure that was plugged in?
OK Sure. Constructions been going on, I'll humor her.
So anyway, I had forgotten the the box in the garage was plugged into an outlet in the ceiling that had been put there for my garage door. It had come completely out in all the banging from the roofers.
OK no problem, right? I'll just plug it back in, and voila! Internet!
Um except the plug is right above my car, like dead center.
OK sure, just gotta move my car!!!
...except there was a dumpster in my driveway, riiiight behind my car. I couldn't move my car more than a foot if I tried.
I spent like 10 minutes trying to reach it with my stepladder (nope not even close) or maneuver it back in with a broom handle (lol noooo chance) and gave up.
I took this pic just now for illustrative purposes. The plug is now plugged back in. But yeah, I had to cancel my Monday night PF2e game from last of Internets.
In the morning, I overslept, and they rang the doorbell to let me know they were there. I saw Joel and waved to him, and one minute later I went back outside to tell him about the internet problem. He was gone. I texted him, didn't hear back. It was getting close to work time, so I called him and he'd left as soon as he saw I was home and ready for the workers to work. I didn't realize he was so far away already, but he still turned around, came back in, and figured out a way to plug the plug back in without standing on my car. I was a half hour or so late to logging into work but it all worked out. Just a little bump in the road. I felt bad that he had come come back from wherever he went, too. I swear I looked for him a MINUTE after I saw him that morning!
Part EIGHT: Fencing!
While the roofers roofed, Jose and Maria were busy with the fence. And by the end of the day Monday, they had most of the neighboring fence with the dog put up.
In the picture in part 7 above, on the left is the fence that's been there 20 years. You can see that those neighbors put the "ugly" part of the fence with the poles and boards on my side.
Honestly I've been mad about it for the 20 or so years it's been up. Not like super mad, I never talked to them about it, but I just thought it was really shitty of them to do that. I've always tried hard to be as kind and thoughtful to my neighbors as I could be and wouldn't have dreamed of doing that if I had put the fence up first.
In the alley and the other side of their house, the pretty side is the outside and the ugly side is inside. But on THAT ONE SIDE, they gave me the ugly side. Never talked to me about it, never consulted me about the fence, it just went up one day and I was left to deal with it.
I've always even since been kind about granting them access to fix their fence and am on good terms with the wife of the couple of who lives there. And when my house was broken into in 2011 the husband heard it happen and called the police and gave a statement, which I thought was very good of them, the police were able to get my house sealed back up somewhat so when I came home a few hours later the damage as minimized.
So yeah, I'm not sure why I got the ugly side of the fence from them. Also like, it seems way easier to climb that side of the fence so all they did was make their own yard less secure? I didn't want that! A big part of wanting an 8' fence was more security!
Anyway, it was important to me to not make my other neighbors look at the ugly side of the fence. Also, I just figured why not have it look the same all the way around? And again, the security issue.
But also... like two or three years ago the neighbors on that side put up sheds on their property... and backed them right up to the property line. Again, no discussion with me, they just did it, and by the time I saw it, happened it was too late to change anything.
I wasn't super happy with it because of this scenario right here.
Sunday Joel and I had a long conversation about what to do about it, and I was still committed to wanting the ugly side on the inside. But they literally couldn't hammer back there to get the fence up behind the sheds.
In the end, we went with an, admittedly weird, compromise.
Note that that side of the fence goes that far back so that both of the windows on that side of the house are inside the fence. Again, security.
So yeah, the fence swaps facing mid-way for just the part where their sheds are. I still have mixed feelings about it but honestly, it's fine. I wish it could look completely the same all the way around, but, it works OK this way. Maybe I should have made the neighbors look at the ugly side the entire way, but the security issue was important in my mind... even though tbh anyone who really wanted to could just climb up on my neighbors sheds and hop over. It's a little weird and I guess technically I gave up a few inches of unusable property there, but it's a compromise I can live with any whoever buys the house after me can live with it, too.
Honestly at this point, can't wait for them to finish the fence all-around because I feel like I can barely sleep knowing all this expensive STUFF is just laying around my wide-open yard.
It's also real dumb because my 4' chain link fence kept no one past five years old out of my yard, it wasn't even padlocked, and yet I feel less secure with no fence.
This is what the back of the fence looks like right now (Thursday morning) and has since... I think Monday or maybe Tuesday. Joel's had problems sourcing more of the right boards. The gap on the left is, of course, where the back gate will be. I do feel better having it like, two-thirds done at least. there's also no gate on the front yard yet, either, which will just be flush with the end of the fence there.
PART NINE: The Patio Begins!
The roofers were done with their parts Wednesday afternoon. And I love the roof so much, but I'm going to hold off on posting pictures of that quite yet!
The patio roof before, if I had to guess, was built in the 1980s. The roof itself was just a big piece of corrugated metal, held up by some OK-built wood beams and ironwork pillars in the front. It was fine, it was functional. You can see in this pic from last month pretty well the construction and also how it was getting holes in it.
The wood was also really starting to rot. There were a couple of places where it barely still connected because of wood rot. I'd guess within 5 years it would have been falling down. It was definitely time for a new one, and the price Joel gave me I thought was really fair for a patio roof of the same quality.
Well, I was wrong about the quality.
When Jose ran out of wood for the fence, he and Maria got started on the patio. First, they demo'd it.
Oh hey, also first look at the new roof color.
That's how my patio looked all Tuesday night to Wednesday morning. You can clearly see in that second picture some of the wood rot. Here's some more of it.
That piece on the upper left I'm pretty sure was the part right over my patio door that I had to look at basically like, all the time. It was disintegrating.
So yeah, I was so glad to see that go.
A couple of years ago, when the big tree near my house was still there, it hadn't gotten trimmed recently and there was an ice storm. The tree branches swung low and the icy branch ends were smacking against that metal roof in the wind. It was loud and spooky. I had to go sleep in the living room that night from the sound. I really didn't like that metal roof.
I'm never going to have that problem again, since no tree there (for now...) but also the construction of the new patio roof is very different.
We'll get back to that.
PART TEN: Crazy Wednesday
Wednesday morning began with me realizing that all the banging and knocked one of the lights off of my bathroom ceiling. No problem, Let Joel know, it'll get fixed.
Jose and Maria finished up the demo of the patio roof (chunks of it are still in my yard).
I honestly had no idea what they were planning to do to replace it. Joel just told me to trust him, it's going to be great. OK!
The next thing I knew they're cutting into my house. WTF? Trust me, Joel said, it's gonna be great. OK!
Tuesday the sewer had started backing up again. God damnit, it JUST HAD backed up and I had it cleaned a month and a half ago when I got power back. So I called the plumbers, they were scheduled to come out that afternoon.
Just another thing I didn't need, but whatevs. I had a very productive morning for once this week while working, at least.
In the early afternoon, they had started to demolish more of the patio than I expected. They cut through some of the eaves, and took some of the facing off of the house where I wasn't expecting.
The plumber also arrived and was doing his thing. He then told me that my entire sewer was fine, I didn't have a stoppage. He took me out in the alley, though, and showed me that there WAS a stoppage outside the property line in the alley, and told me to put in a ticket with the city.
Kinda hate that it cost me $350 to find that out, but mostly it was a bit of a relief that it wasn't actually my problem.
I went back inside, put in a ticket with the water department, and got back to work.
Then, weirdly, my internet went down again a half hour or so later.
I checked all of the connections, then got a sinking feeling. I went outside and saw more stuff cut down and in that stuff was... a wire. I looked inside that wire and yeah... that's an internet cable.
That's a terrible picture but you can see some of the facing it came out of, lol.
Literally as I was taking that picture, a guy from the water department walked up to me and told me that there was indeed a stoppage in the alley. Because some kid had unplugged the cleanout line behind my house and dropped a baseball down there. The baseball was probably stopping up the entire block.
They couldn't get it out, so they were putting in an emergency ticket to dig up the line, and pull it out. I wouldn't have sewer for a day or so.
I think the "How SCREWED AM I with all of this going on!?" look on my face (though I was very polite and not upset with him obviously) paired with the state of my yard and the work being done gave me some sympathy -- he assured me I didn't have to pay for it, and he'd let me know when things would stop.
Ooooohkay.
It also started to drizzle a little at that point, but it never actually rained and work didn't have to stop, thankfully! Instead, Jose and Maria had a lovely overcast day in the 80's to work in. I had been worried about them the last couple of days and had supplied them with a big box of water (From a water delivery service) and big cups of ice to make sure they were well hydrated.
I went back in my house, laid down on the couch, and tried putting in a ticket with my internet company. The chatbot wouldn't let me do it, so I called and sat on hold for 45 minutes just staring at the wall. This was A Lot.
I also let my boss and Eric, my friend/co-worker who lives nearby know. Eric was up at the office today, but told me he was about to come back home and would bring me a hotspot, so I'd have SOME internet.
While I was laying on the couch, the doorbell rang. It was the water guy, and with a big smile on his face he told me that his coworker was able to use some tool to get the baseball out! There'd be no sewer work needed and things were flowing freely.
Fiiiinally, a break.
Eventually got to talk to a real person on the phone with the internet company, and not long after Eric arrived with the hotspot. I showed him around the mess a bit. After over an hour "break", I got back to work.
And as of Thursday morning, I'm still on the hotspot. But this one is pretty fast, and it has a network jack, so I even got to run my Wednesday night D&D game off my PC last night. What a relief.
Internet company should be here this afternoon to fix stuff. I'm probably going to have to pay for that, though.
The other great news is that somehow i didn't even notice that the gutter contractor had been here, done his job and left!! I don't even know when he was there/did his job, and my office is the front of the house! Maybe he did it when I was laying on the couch in the living room!? It was FAST, though. Joel just called to tell me to go outside to look, and WOW. He'd said they might do black gutters. I was unconvinced but trusted him.
He was so very, very right.
Anyway, finally, here's a pic of the front of the house, with the new roof and black gutters.
Holy crap, what a difference. My house almost looks fancy now. Almost. The shingles are so gorgeous.
You can see that ridge vent pretty well there. And that's with the old white gutters obviously. The black gutters give the house a really striking and defining line that really pops.
Here's a quick comparison with the old roof and gutters:
A truly amazing difference. And yeah I need to paint the garage door. Going to actually get to that now.
PART ELEVEN: The Patio Continued.
SO! They got so much done, and although there's a lot to do, I am already so well pleased.
The reason they were cutting into it so much was because they'd determined that the best course of action was to have hte patio become a part of the roof, and it would be built on a similar slant instead of just a flat piece of metal. Instead, it would just be a full roof anyway.
The posts are huge, thick wooden posts, which Joel tells me will be covered when they're done.
The roof is literally... the thermal barrier, decking and will be the same siding as the roof I already have.
This is what it looks like as of last night...
They did accidentally also break the light cover over my porch light so that'll need to be replaced, but it's small potatoes.
I still don't have a full picture of what it's going to look like, and I'm so excited for it. It's going to look so nice. I've loved the work Joel and Jose/Maria have done so far and honestly trust them completely with whatever now. The quality is fantastic and despite the little hiccups, things are actually, honestly going well.
I'm going to post this now and report back in a couple of days when it's done! I'd planned on holding off until it was ALL done, But this is post is already long enough!
This has been one of the biggest money commits I've ever done, after buying my home and buying cars, but honestly, totally worth it.
Gonna suck if I end up selling the house to gtfo of Texas in the next couple of years, but at least it'll sell for more if it looks this good!
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tldr; I wanted to have something to show for the work I've been doing roughly by the end of April, but my timeline is going to be delayed. I'll still do my best to get some work done, but things are hard right now. You've stuck with me this long, so I hope you continue to stick with me. Hope everyone is doing well and hanging in there!
I'm not trying to go too much into my personal life, but the long version—with a bit of venting—is that I'm having a lot of car trouble, and that has unfortunately been a domino effect for one of the worst mental episodes I've had in maybe 7 years. I don't make a lot of money, I can barely afford the cost of a rental let alone the repairs for my car, which I need to do my job, and quite frankly the people in my life that I rely on for support are not being very supportive of the situation. There's a lot of "your decision to procrastinate on important issues is the reason you are in this position" and a lot of indirect "you made your bed, now sleep in it" going around.
Executive dysfunction is really an alien concept to a lot of people, I guess. As if I've just been sitting around thinking, "Someone else will deal with the fallout of this issue when it blows up in my face." Instead of, you know, having daily anxiety attacks about it for the last 6 months but unsure how to solve the problem because my brain refuses to function on certain things.
The hard truth is that when you are neurodivergent, neurotypical people cannot seem to understand the mental hurdles you have to take just to make it through basic day-to-day life. A lot of people describe mental health struggles as drowning, but I think it feels a lot more like someone deliberately holding you under water and not letting you up. "Normal" society is not really designed for people like us to function, and, at least in the USA, the economic situation of people living below the poverty line (of which I am one) is designed to keep you below the poverty line. These problems combined are creating one hell of a storm for me right now, and even existing is difficult.
So I'm going to try to keep writing when I can, but unfortunately I've lost a lot of the momentum that I've had over the last few weeks. I don't know if my original timeline of getting the first half of Chapter 2 done by the end of April is possible in my current state. I may just update with whatever I have at that time anyway so at least you'll have something.
That's the long of it. Thanks for hearing me out and listening to my bitching. As always, I hope everyone is doing well and hanging in there.
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Here's some shit
This factory feels like it's falling apart a lot, holes in the roof that leak every time it rains, random pot holes in the concrete floor, tape machines and veriply machines that barely work and are zip tied and duct taped together, huge plastic tubs that are broken in various different ways and held together literally with tape and cardboard
But instead of spending any money at all on preventative maintenance or replacing any of the machines that we actually use on a daily basis so that they actually run better and smoother and don't have to be patched up with fucking tape and glue like once a week
They decided to spend hundreds of thousands of dollars on a new robot system to replace two workers per shift on a single line
It barely works, fucks up constantly, and it's probably going to be broken in like 5 years at most because no one ever does any fucking preventive maintenance on any of the machines in this goddamn factory and these robots are a lot more delicate than the big arms that work on the presses that don't need a whole lot of maintenance (and yet still need regular maintenance because preventative maintenance is a foreign fucking concept to these people)
That money could have been used to upgrade literally any of the constantly failing machines in this factory, or to replace literally any of the falling apart tubs and carts and everything else
Fucking shelves sometimes even
Or repair the goddamn roof so it doesn't leak directly onto hardware that we use and assemble and ship out as finished product
Or maybe I don't know upgrade the AC so that people aren't burning in a giant oven during the summer time
But no. They wanted shiny new robots. That barely work. That constantly need like two or three people hovering over them at all times because they fuck up like once an hour at least.
This isn't growth. This isn't progress. It's just an attempt to cut out 6 employees total over 3 shifts with something that costs more than like two or three years wages for all of them combined.
That doesn't really solve anything because they had to hire new people specifically to take care of the robots that get paid more because they are robotics technicians
So like
They aren't saving money, they're just making everyone's lives worse because it looked good on paper like 2 years ago
What kind of hell would I be living in if this factory wasn't unionized?
How fucking incompetent was the management before, that this is how they're acting with a union?
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I have never been as terrified in my life as I am right now.
I. Need. Help.
Losing my home suddenly. Have no money to get into an apartment. Have no car to get to work. Have no where to leave my dog when I'm at work. I cannot and will not give him up. I'll give me up first.
I'm so scared I feel physically ill. My head is pounding, I can't stop crying.
I have less than a week.
Money would solve absolutely everything right now.
Fuck money.
Fuck. Money.
Fuck it.
....
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If one more person tells me "you'll figure it out" I'm going to cold-cock them so fast their neck will snap.
A man who is supposed to be my family, who promised us a home and security for life broke his word to us. He's completely willing to let us live in a car or a tent in tent city.
His only child and their family just tossed aside like actual garbage.
Why? Because he refused to walk away form the house with no money. Refused to let us take over the mortgage and continue to live in the home that's been our family home since 1996 and be able to keep 2 other members of our side of the family from being homeless at the same time.
Refused.
Unless I buy him out he won't let us stay.
I dont have 30k to give him. That's a years wages for me and I JUST started a new job 2 days ago after a year of unemployment after another man's greed cost me my job.
He sold the company I worked for and the new owner cut all remote workers overnight.
I was there for 5 years.
The new owner didn't even bother to tell me I was #fired until the first day he was in charge despite having talked to absolutely all other employees before the sale went thru.
Applied to jobs for over a year. Finally found something and suddenly find myself losing my home in the same week.
We've been a one income house struggling to make ends meat for over a year. We have nothing saved, it wasn't possible.
2 steps forward one step back i guess.
I'm tired.
I'm #terrified.
No one gives a shit.
I have no one to get help from.
On top of it all I'm #AuDHD, have #PTSD and #PMDD. My meds are barely keeping me together.
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What the point?
Anyways here's my dog and my bearded dragon. Wendigo and Franky.
#ptsd#anxiety coping#help#need help#losing my mind#im gonna cry#im already crying#my head huuuurts#grippysockvacation#do you see my vision#why#whats the point#end of my rope#I can save 4 people from homelessness if I wasnt a poor failure piece of shit human being#rofl#i think my dog likes the smell of farts#delete later maybe#audhd#actually autistic#austism#support#pmdd#help us#this wont solve anything but its helping me cope right now so fuck off.#but like my cashapp is $crazeyy if anyone gives a shit.#my own family wont help so why would strangers#dumb shit#idiotposting#fml#bearded dragon
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Sacrifice. It was at the heart of scientific discovery. Sacrificing time, money, family, love, and legacy were all mere steps on the path to progress. To set aside everything else in life for the single-minded pursuit of science was not only freeing, but necessary. Years of his life had been dedicated to this cause, possibly decades, at this point. There was no turning back, and the thought of it had never crossed his mind. No, this is what he was meant to be doing, even if the sacrifices made came at the cost of his own blood.
His blood was needed for the bonding process to be that much closer to completion. Once it had properly fixed itself to the creation's system, there would be great difficulty for it to attack him wildly. On top of that, the creation craved blood to survive as part of its physiology. He was solving two problems simultaneously. Plainly efficient, if he were to pay himself the compliment.
The machine hooked into his arm continued its pumping, drawing blood from three veins in his flesh in a pulsing rhythm. Pints had been drawn out of his body, thus far. He had managed to maintain focus by watching the seconds tick past on his pocket watch. Though the sight of his daughter's portrait in the lid got him distracted more than once. His thumb idly rounded the edges of the painting, counting the seconds as they passed.
He assumed he had been only semi-conscious for a moment, as he lifted his head head up in a daze. It seemed as though no safe amount of blood was going to be enough, in truth. He was feeling woozy, nauseous, and weak. Others may have stopped for fear of losing too much. He would push further, for the hopes of discovery were pecking away at his thoughts. Fatigue tugged his consciousness with it, making his head droop down again. He fought it, jerking back up.
He looked up to his creation, Warwick, as he'd been calling him, suspended from chains and tubes. A large chemical chamber was affixed to its back, right between its shoulder blades. It took in slow, growling breaths, barely moving. It was alive, but locked in slumber. He would have to go further. He let the pumping continue, despite the cold chill now starting to overtake his body. He focused again on the time, closing the lid of his pocket watch and gripping it in his palm to feel the tick of the gears against his skin.
Eventually, it proved to be too much for his body to handle, and a cold wash took his senses into darkness. He fell limp against the chair. The pocket watch tumbled out of his hand and popped open to show the young girl's face, rolling to a stop in front of Warwick's suspended mass.
When he awoke, the pump had automatically stopped, sensing the drop of his heart rhythm through the delicate machinery he'd crafted. His eyes raised to behold his creation, but an icy chill seized him when he saw empty space. He struggled to his feet, pulling the pump off of his arm with a bloody ooze. He walked up to the vacant chains and ran his long fingers along the iron links. That... was not good.
It was another one of those nights within the City of Iron and Glass. Gloom sank over the buildings and people huddled in their homes for warmth and clearer air. He, on the other hand, had a visit to make.
He would always make the trip to that old statue in secret, not wanting the eyes of his followers to set upon his more personal moments. Better to have them see him strong and stern as opposed to any shade of emotion he may shed in front of his former lover. He took steady steps up to the foot of the statue, pulling his flash from his jacket pocket. "Hello, Vander," he announced his presence, unscrewing the cap of the flask for a quick swig. "Here I am, again."
He turned and took a seat on the edge of the statue's wide pedestal, resting his arms over his knees. "The city takes it's toll on you, doesn't it? Day after day, a new struggle is laid down at your feet, and you're the only one expected to solve it." He huffed, shoulders slumping by a few degrees. "Oh, it used to be so simple. Back then, it was the two of us, tackling the problem head-on with reckless abandon. Ready to thwart Topside's next attempt at subjugation."
He looked wearily down at the flask. "But then you changed. Everything changed, and I was alone." He downed a healthy drink more of his whiskey. "It was liberating, yet suffocating, to bear that weight. There's this...freedom to lead the people - to guide them the way that I had always wanted to, and yet..." He let out a sigh and shook his head. "There will always be lingering remnants of your people, your ideals, of you. I'll never truly escape you and your memory, will I?"
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OKAY The Whispering Skull 3/3 liveblog LET'S GO
- oh wow they dont even plan the library heist. they just do it. its barely even a heist they walk in and the thing isnt locked. fittes agency aint the brightest huh
- quill kipps doing the most conspicuous trailing of the team. brother you are so pathetic. ily. you have no sense for subterfuge.
- NIGHT CAB DRIVER NEW FAV CHARACTER lockwood rly went "50 pounds to misdirect the cab behind" and after making sure they arent criminals the driver is like "i can brake check him. i can double back and crash into him. if you want. for that kind of money" quill kipps you were so close to a life changing traffic accident on account of cabbies being underpaid
- Lockwood STOP yelling at George it make me sad :( Lucy is right he is feeling left out
- The amount of times these children use bombs to solve problems. Mirror heist? Bomb flare distraction. People pointing guns at you? Bomb flare free ghost distraction. We get told these things cost a fortune and yet they use them so often.
- The Dril tweet about budgeting and candles. That but its Lockwood and mag flares
- Sir Rupert is very well written and very cool. I also hate him with my life. Nasty, nasty man.
- Oh Lucy and Lockwood just. They just throw themselves off a! eight story building into the Thames. They're going to get so unwell from this. There's no way they didn't swallow a little bit of water when they broke the surface. Jesus Christ that's how you get cholera
- Oh George isnt home yet. Oh hes absolutely going to go find Joplin. Oh god.
- OH NO HE HAS
- Bringing the skull to Kensel Green. Good. More of the skull on adventures it always rules
- YEAHHH KIPPS TEAM. KAT, NED AND BOBBY WORKING WITH LOCKWOOD. FUCK YES.
- The Skull calling out to Bickerstaff and getting no response is kinda sad but also. Something very vindicating that this servant boy who was manipulated into doing awful things becoming a powerful ghost after his death, and the man obsessed with death who killed so many and manipulated the boy into doing terrible things becoming a shadow of himself in death, his worst qualities and obsessions compacted into this terrifying but also kind of... pathetic thing.
- Kipps stepping in and trying to protect George from Joplin. Sarcastic banter with Lucy. Shouting at Joplin to leave George and her alone. You ARE capable of being a good human being I'm so proud
- God, Lucy thinking George was dead those few minutes is heartbreaking. These kids need therapy for the shit they go through.
- Lucy admitting she can talk to type threes and she has one and Joplin not believing her. I wonder if Kipps remembers her saying this later on or thinks it was just a desperate last attempt at stopping Joplin from killing them.
- George standing up suddenly when they thought he was dead and everyone freaking the FUCK out only for him to tackle Joplin and attack. KING. BEST CHARACTER.
- Lucy driving back the ghost with a iron chain and nothing else shes so fucking cool. Ignore that she accidentally took out a chunk of Kipps' hair. It was kind of funny.
- BLATANTLY TALKING TO SKULL IN FRONT OF JOPLIN AND KIPPS. KIPPS IF YOU DONT REMEMBER THIS OR BRING THIS UP IM GONNA LOSE IT.
- Skull reverse psychology-ing Lucy into smashing the mirror. You DO like her.
- Lockwood rolling the dice with whether or not Joplin's gun works. Therapy. NOW.
- Quill telling Lucy about what its like losing your talents and giving into fear... God. I want to hug him.
- Lockwood asking to split the job commission 30/70 because of Quills teams' help and letting go of the bet because of his respect for the team after what they went through.... Hes A Good Lad. I want them all to be friends
- George, Lockwood and Lucy apologizing to one another and talking about their conflict. I'm so proud. Communication win.
- YES THE REVEAL OF GEORGES GLASSES HAVING NO LENSES WHEN HE LOOKED IN THE MIRROR one of my fav moments in the series so clever and so funny
- I'm glad Lockwood leaves the decision about keeping the Skull to Lucy. Hes right, she is the one most affected by it, and I'm glad his enthusiasm for the skull making them fame and fortune that he had at the start of this book has been curbed by his concern and care for her
- YES THEYRE TALKING ABOUT THE LYRE SYMBOL ON THE BOX AND THE GOGGLES. THE ORPHEUS SOCIETY
- OOOOOH LOCKWOODS SHOWING THEM THE ROOM LOCKWOODS SHOWING THEM JESSICA'S ROOM
- CLIFFHANGER ENDING I REMEMBER THIS
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okay so i have a newfound appreciation for this book. I don't know what it is, or why, but I enjoyed going back through it a lot this time and I'm really glad i decided to give it another chance. I really enjoyed all of the character development and all the stuff with Quills team and I am SO excited to start the next book.
Because!!! Next up is The Hollow Boy!!!! My favourite book!!!!, Holly's debut!!! I AM SO EXCITED!!!
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When you have low grade depression you don't realize you're depressed
"Other people have it worse." "I laugh all the time! I don't fixate on suicide at all!"
But you hardly ever leave the house, and you're tired all the time. You don't have energy to go do things, just doing the bare minimum of going to work, doing your laundry, cleaning, and getting groceries is about all you can manage because those are necessary and that's all you have energy for.
So you do the bare minimum for years and you're so tired. All. The. Fucking. Time. No matter how much or how little sleep you get, it's never enough. Maybe once in a blue moon you actually feel rested and refreshed, and you wonder "is this what normal people feel all the time??? ALL THE TIME??? THEY CAN JUST DO WHATEVER THE FUCK THEY WANT???"
And it's never just "teehee! I'm so sleepy! 🤭" it's a bone weary tiredness that never goes away. If you could just go into a coma for 500 years, MAYBE you'd finally feel rested an refreshed. Maybe.
Sometimes you're so tired in your soul that you can barely focus at work even though you got 8 hours of sleep.
But you go back to being tired and you're in survival mode. Other people have it worse. So you just deal and carry it. You're not depressed. You know something is wrong but you can't be depressed because you laugh a lot.
But you're so tired and you never do anything or leave the house. It's much too much effort, and you give yourself all sorts of reasons why you're justified in not doing anything. "It's been a hard week, I don't have the energy. It costs money, so I'm saving money just staying home (but you buy little treats online)."
Everything in the world is so fucked up, your friends are hurting too, other people have it worse. So you carry it and you carry it. You don't recognize the weight of what you're carrying because you've been this way for years. Fish don't have a word for water. You just carry it all. You're just trying to survive and get through the day, week, month, year.
But you're tired. And you're so fucking tired of being tired. And as a woman (speaking from my experience) you're IGNORED by doctors anyway. You go to see the many doctors over the years, crying, "there's something wrong (there's many things wrong)." But they shrug, pat you on the hand, and tell you, "It's just you. Try losing weight. $200 please."
But you can't lose weight. You have other health problems (that doctors don't give a shit about) and you're fucking TIRED. You're beating a dead parrot on the counter, telling them this parrot is dead/I'm TIRED, I don't have ENERGY to exercise. But they still shrug and tell you to lose weight. All your problems will 🌈⚡️🌟💫 ~ MAGICLY ~ 💫🌟⚡️🌈 be solved if you just fucking lost weight you fat cow! 😉 and you have all of society TELLING you that all of your problems will be solved if you lost weight. You're lazy!!! And even when you DO lose weight (because you managed to escape the source of what initially made you depressed) it's STILL not enough and they'll tell you to go lose more. You're not skinny enough.
But you are so tired. You dread each morning before work and go through the 5 stages of grief as you wake, because you hate your job and your life, but you're stuck in capitalistic hell where you have to work at jobs you hate. And if you live in america you can never afford any of your dreams because fuck you for being poor. You're fucking tired. And when you're off work, and if it was a really shitty day, you may take a nap because you're so fucking tired.
And maybe you have new, huge stressors in your life, maybe you started a new job, maybe there's a family situation, and it just piles on to your current stress. You are like a dung beetle, pushing that ball of stress as you scuttle across the desert of your life. And you carry it. Other people have it worse. You're blessed really. So what if you never go out and do anything.
So now that I've been on medication for SAD/depression I can tell you that that ever-present feeling of being bone weary fucking tired is not normal and it could be a sign of depression that you're unaware of.
The first day of being on this medication felt like a weighted blanket on my brain, ordering me, "You need to chill out now." But after the first day or 2 the side effects go away.
And you may think to yourself, "But I don't feel cured? I'm not out here jumping for joy." But you finally may have energy to tidy up your room, that you've been putting off for months because "I'll get to it later" (and later never comes). You may find yourself dusting and doing the little cleaning that you put off. Maybe you finally tackle that pile of junk mail you've been meaning to shred. You may still feel tired or sleepy but you don't feel bone crushingly tired to your soul.
So all this to say, if you've ever felt like I've felt maybe talk to your doctor about steps you can take to feel better. Decide to yourself "I'm tired of feeling tired. I want to try to get my shit together (again)."
Success may not be overnight, and you may stumble trying to find a solution and get well, but if you take those few steps (even though you've been disbelieved before), if you're willing to try, and even if you have no emotional support, then I'm proud of you. This is an important step you took for yourself and I'm really proud.
tumblr note: this is speaking from my own experience hoping to shine a light for other people with similar experience. Please speak to your doctor or therapist with any questions. 💫 Do not derail. 💫 Just make your own damn post if you feel you have to nitpick. I don't want to read it. Thank you. 🤝🫶
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Online Presence
Here's the thing that Nub's get wrong about posting publicly online. 1) you don't know how popular screen grabs sites are (sites that specialize in showing your content to their audience, which don't ask for permission to do so.)
You could have 13 views on a post, and still have it seen by millions and never know because they take credit for your content. (And you get blindsided by the fallout.)
Most posting online, btw, goes unseen by the vast majority of users, so if you get slammed that way, all of a sudden you're a celebrity, but they keep all the revenue. And nobody tells you why they hate you, nor can they tell you where your content was posted. So you can't take it down.
Yes, it happens without permission and it's barely legal.
Since you're used to building your platform slowly, one sub at a time. You only know who's seen your content on your "official" accounts. (The ones you control.)
That camp that sits behind "well they're doing this public,they should know better." (I sit there too, but only when they know how their content is being used.)
Because we assume they got paid, so they should be fine taking the heat, as long as they're comfortable. But oftentimes, they take a lot of abuse without ever seeing a penny they are owed.
Spotify has the right to host a LOT of artists, but the revenue generated is like... 0.003$ per listen. So an artist with a million views *might* make 3000$.
If that doesn't go to their record label, or somebody else holding the rights. (Which happens, the system doesn't verify that revenue goes where it should.)
That means that *one million* sounds famous, but it isn't.
And that's where that pain comes for artists. That's why most of their revenue comes from direct payment and concerts.
It's a problem NFTs can solve, because then you can track who is allowed to play DRM content.
Now, one time, I posted of a video of me playing David Bowie's "man who sold the world" on YouTube, and Immediately, I had a copyright strike from a metro-goldwyn bot because it thought the song was the actual studio record version of the 007 theme song.
This is how easy it is for them to steal ad revenue. I took the video down because 1) It was way to quickly flag, and 2) it was the wrong studio entirely claiming it was the wrong song.
Now imagine if it was a song I wrote and played myself. And they simply refused that I wrote the song from scratch?
I would both have a strike on my YouTube account for copyright abuse AND lose revenue on MY OWN SONG.
This is actually why I'm afraid to release any recording of my own. And why a lot of popular YouTubers and twitch streamers don't have anymoney.
Because they're not receiving it. Big corps are reliant on AI bots and can pay a lawyer to sit in court to waste your time and money trying to get your own money back from them.
What I'm saying is: it's profitable to steal an independent Creator's content, and far to little consequence to deter thieves. Especially, if they can afford it.
It's the cost of doing business ,and you little guy. Yes, you who is reading this. You can't afford to make content, because you'll be rolled by a company who gets a free pass to do so.
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UPDATED Idea/scenario 14: The Pizzaplex collapses
Behold, a continuation of sorts from idea 3
It has been around 4 months since the 3 star ending and everything is going quite well. Vanessa is finally almost back to feeling like her old self again, her nightmares have been getting less severe and less frequent. In fact she has decided to start trying to do those old STEM style talks from before as a way to tackle her fear head on.
Gregory has gotten used to being cared for again and being part of a family again and has grown as close to Vanessa as he is Freddy. He has also been enrolled in a school and is already in the top 5 percent and is causing general chaos. Freddy is- (Gregory! I must inform you that I am… morbiuously obese :D) -...still Freddy. Luis and Vanessa are also in a healthy relationship and are a lot closer than before, much to Gregory's (joking) annoyance and teasing.
The 3 of them have also gotten closer to the other animatronics (on their first official meeting as a group after fixing everything, Luis wouldn't stop geeking out being close to them). They have races with Roxy, golf with Monty, and cook with Chica (Vanessa is especially good at the latter). Sun/Moon tells great stories during sleepovers, and also gives Vanessa advice on dealing with her nightmares.
So everything is going well for the Found Faz Fam!
However, all is not well with the Mega Pizzaplex. You see, back when it was first constructed, Fazbear Entertainment didn't exactly have a lot of money. They had invested most of it into what would become their failed venture that was the Fazbear Funtime Service. So they were tight on cash when they decided to try and build an entire mall and also began developing the VR game at the same time. As a result they have to cut corners, a LOT of corners. They don't install enough emergency exits, and the one that they do requires a VIP pass. They don't install a fire extinguishing system, or at least not an adequate one. They build over the remains of their old restaurant because they still own the land it is on (under?)
They also use structural members that can only just BARELY hold up the planned weight of the roof and ceiling. This is made worse by the fact that these columns and supports are made from Fazbear Entertainment's own brand of concrete. Given what we have seen of Fazbear Entertainment it is good to assume that this concrete is also substandard and not suited for their application. The truss members (these things which hold up the actual roof) they end up using are also not rated for commercial civilian use, and aren't designed to handle the vibrations caused by the thousands of people walking through the mall. The ceiling also winds up being heavier than expected, but they don't change anything about the trusses. FE don't even have the trusses installed properly, they need to get the mall built quickly in order to reduce labor costs and try to start making money as fast as possible. They also want to open the mall and release the VR game at around the same time to maximize potential profits whilst reducing advertising costs since they can just advertise both at the same time, further rushing the construction process.
This also isn't helped by the later edition of the DJMM which means the installation of a series of tubes going through the walls, further weakening the entire structure. Roxy Raceway is particularly at risk due to it being located on top of the actual sinkhole. This means that there isn't as much support from the foundation, bottom, because there is less surface area to put foundation on. Fazbear Entertainment attempt to solve this issue by using concrete support columns to support the floor from the bottom of the sinkhole. However these columns are also unsuited for the task and a lot of the supports are breaking by the time the game takes place. So not only is the roof of that section at risk of collapse, but so is the FLOOR as well.
So every structural member in the building is both pitifully ill-equipped and hilariously overstressed. It is not a matter of IF the mall will collapse but WHEN.
This "when" was moved closer and further exacerbated by Gregory's actions during "that night"; not that anyone knew. Monty falling from the catwalks, Roxy getting hit by a go kart through a wall, and DJMM's chase only served to make the situation worse.
This is shown by visual signs over the next few months. There are more cracks in the walls, parts of the ceiling and floor sag, and paint starts to chip as other parts of the mall start to deform. Some of the staff are concerned about this, but the general manager assures them that they will, "fix it". All they do is paint over the cracks each time they appear and hope no one notices.
The final breaking point is when Monty and Roxy try "aerial jousting". Basically Monty saw how the daycare attendant could fly on strings and he decided he wanted some of that action. So he tied some strong rope to the catwalks (the same ones he fell from) to try it out. Roxy saw this and wanted to try it out as well. So they both decided to turn it into a little competition. They would run towards each other before leaving off the catwalks and… ok they hadn't gotten to that part yet. They ended up breaking the catwalks under the strain, fell and had to get repaired, much to the chagrin of everyone else. This only further damaged the support structure.
So the stage is set for disaster.
It all starts on a seemingly normal day. This day is a special one for Gregory, he got a 100 on a really difficult test that no one else did well on. As a reward, Vanessa has decided to take him to an actual front row performance of the band, instead of their "special pass" (from idea 1) location. This consists of some folding chairs placed as far as possible from the stage with a sign that says "special pass performance viewing area, for our worst security guard ever". The front row tickets are ludicrously expensive, which is why Vanessa doesn't get them often.
So Gregory, Vanessa and Luis arrive early and have some time to kill before the show starts. Gregory goes off to harass the staff bots since Freddy and the others are busy entertaining other children. He makes sure to promise to meet back up with Vanessa at a specified time. Luis and Vanessa, meanwhile sit down at El Chips and talk about…idk whatever friends/couples talk about. Maybe a new video game? Actually that makes sense, we'll go with that.
Then, it happens. After only 11 months, one of the overburdened truss members holding up the roof of the mall over Roxy Raceway finally fails, snapping with a loud CRACK sound. The massive load redistributes to the remaining truss members. Initially they are able to handle it for a few seconds as designed, but they cannot sustainably handle even a slight increase in load at this point and they also start to fail one by one.
With a massive roaring sound and shaking that fills the entire mall, the entire section of roof over the Raceway collapses. It crashes to the floor with an even louder BANG! Normally this is where it would end, but this ain't normal. The sudden impact of the ceiling landing on the floor is all that the few supports underneath it that aren't broken need to fail. This causes the floor to collapse as well and the whole mess lands in the basement and causes the entire building to shake even more, damaging the foundation and walls everywhere else. There is now just a massive hole where the Raceway once was. Concrete dust fills the room and begins to disperse throughout the mall.
By some miracle, no one is injured. All of the people in Roxy Raceway were undergoing a safety brief by Roxy near the entrance ("You know what's just as cool as me? Safety."), so they were spared. Amazingly, everything has stabilized, it would seem that the loss of the roof over the raceway has reduced the overall load on the structure so the poor trusses, walls, beams, columns and other structural members finally get a bit of a reprieve. Unfortunately the shaking has also caused those same parts to get more damaged as well, so it's a net loss.
For a few seconds after the collapse, there is total silence. People are still trying to process what has just happened, some think it is an earthquake before dust and the sight of the sunlight being visible where it shouldn't be clues them in. Then the screaming starts and everyone starts making a break for the only obvious exit, causing severe crowding and even more panic. The animatronics and staff try their best to organize an orderly evacuation even though upper management hasn't declared one yet.
Vanessa, meanwhile, goes into panic mode and starts frantically attempting to call Gregory on her phone whilst running to where he was last located. She is trying her best not to assume the worst, but there is still that little voice of doubt. One she still has after all this time, one that sounds like HER but isn't, one that says, "I knew you wouldn't be able to keep him alive, you failure".
Vanessa steadfastly ignores the doubt and continues running, Luis following closely behind with a determined look on his face.
They find Gregory near Roxy Raceway, looking quite perturbed and staring at the hole where the ceiling used to be. Vanessa nearly faints out of sheer relief. She lowers herself to her knees and pulls him into a massive hug. Luis joins in after a bit of persuasion, before the 3 of them make their way to the exits.
The next hour passes quickly, all the animatronics are removed from the building at management's request to keep them safe. (despite not ordering an official evacuation for the patrons at all) The bots reconvene with the 3 peeps and just sort of stare and talk as ambulances, police cars and news crews fill the parking lot. After an hour police have moved everyone around a mile away from the building and are just starting to make a plan on what to do next when there is a large rumble.
Everyone can only watch as the remaining bit of the pizzaplex collapses, the damage being simply too much for the rest of the structure to handle. With a boom and a cloud of dust, the Freddy Fazbear Mega PizzaPlex is destroyed.
Fazbear Entertainment is quickly sued but isn't even able to afford a lawyer so are forced to pay for everything. They don't have the money for this and file for bankruptcy, finally killing the company and ending a terrible legacy of darkness.
"But what happened to the robots?" you may be wondering. Well, Vanessa, out of the pureness of her heart, would likely try and figure out where to temporarily keep them until she can find a more permanent solution. Maybe they can stay at her place, if it is big enough. Or she could convince her workplace, Silver Parasol, to have them roam the workspace. (This could provide a great opportunity for writers to make a "FNAF but its The Office" thing)
You could do anything you want! After all, I am not the artist. All I do is simply provide the clay.
Aight going through this one bit at a time bestie and under a read more because this is already really long
Hm… I don’t think Gregory’s actions would have made much of a difference here? The only one that definitely would would be Roxy going through the wall. Everything else probably pales in comparison to a busy day in the Plex. DJ Music Man doesn’t really do anything too fast paced aside from throwing some arcade cabinets so that would probably wrack up to being on par with a regular day maybe? I dunno, it feels odd to assume that Monty’s fall would do much honestly. Roxy and DJ? Sure. Roxy more so. Monty, Chica and Freddy probably barely did anything though when compared to an average day in the Plex.
Also lmao Fazbear owning everything is hilarious.
In terms of structural problems showing, may I offer a suggestion that actually happened in my school? I dunno if the roof losing structural integrity would cause leaks of any kind, but if so, may I suggest the mould situation being awful? If they’re just painting over it – like my school did – then you have the wonderful situation of being able to watch giant globs of rainwater slowly make their way down to the floor beneath the shiny new coat of paint they slapped on top of the problem when it rains :)
Gfsdfdsfdsf yeah Monty and Roxy would do that… but also would Monty not be afraid of heights after something like SB happened? May I suggest that since Chica is a chicken and chickens love hanging out in high places that it was her idea to start aerial stuff and Roxy joined in because it looked fun? Girl’s night gone wrong lmao
Okay so. People are dying that day. And I mean a lot of people are dying that day. Given the lack of exits, there is most definitely a crush on every available one. The front entrance is stacked with people stuck and trapped in the doorways from everyone trying to get through, the fire exit at the Prize Counter has been broken down with it’s own crush, the lobby? Another crush.
A crush is fucking terrifying in concept but so very real a situation. Anywhere the animatronics direct anyone is going to be an issue, the best they can do is try to minimise it all.
I’m talking breaking windows and helping people through them. I mean opening the loading dock doors to get people out and directing everyone there. With more doors and more people leaving, the crushes can be resolved, the dead can be counted and the injuries from it can be accessed and treated.
That’s a terrifying mental image. If you want to know what kind of thing I’m even talking about? Look up the Hillsborough disaster. There’s more examples of this kind of thing than that of course but that’s the one I remember most. Fire exits are so important to avoid crushes it’s unreal.
But anyway, onto a more character specific thing.
Can you fucking imagine what’s going through Roxy’s head the moment her precious Raceway disappears into the ground? Almost everything she’s ever loved, gone! In the blink of an eye! I imagine she’s stood there staring at it for a long few moments before someone shakes the shock out of her and she gets to helping people to safety. She is in the building the longest because she doesn’t want to just leave her Raceway like that! There has to be something she can do! She can see through the walls, she knows everyone is out now and she’s already made sure all of the Mini Music Men got out of the vents and went with Moon so it’s just her there until Chica or Monty run in there to remind her that the building is collapsing and if it collapses on top of her? She’s fucked.
They’re all there supporting her, trying to make sure she’s okay but then the rest of the Plex caves and suddenly they’re all in the same boat. They’re all holding each other close, crying and trying to be strong for each other but I’m sure you can imagine how well that’s going.
And you know what? This is probably the first time any of them have been outside before. The very first time they get to stand beneath the sunlight, the very first time they get to feel the grass under their feet or the breeze on their faces and this is the reason why. Can they even enjoy it? Can they even appreciate it? Did Roxy even realise what had happened at first because she was suddenly struck with the beauty of the outside world she’d never seen before? Did they all stay inside the Pizzaplex until Vanessa or the staff ran in to get them out because they never once thought that they should get out too?
They step outside, momentarily blinded by the sun and are overwhelmed by all the natural sensations around them. Through the grief of losing their whole world, they have gained a brand new one. One that’s bigger, brighter and more alive than anything they’ve ever felt before.
Once the pain has begun to heal, can they really be upset about that?
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