#the puzzle

[wordsbyt]

As I age, I get more confused about who I am.

It used to be so easy. I was whomever I needed to be. I fit in because I would transform into who I was, based on who I was with.

I was funny, I was quiet. I was an athlete, a coach. An artist, a lover.

But I was never me. Just me.

I thought to be liked, or loved, I had to be what everyone else wanted.

Then I realized, it doesn’t really matter. The only one who thought about me, was me. I was a piece in someone elses puzzle. And I needed to finish my own puzzle. But I lost some pieces along my way…..

So now, I try to please me first. I am not concerned as much with what everyone else thinks.

But that leaves me with the question, “who am I?”

Will I ever get to know me?

[calledbyflowers]

imagine it is thursday, november 6th, 2024

i ask if you want to go on a fishing trip "next weekend"

[asherlockstudy]

dear Asherlockstudy

whenever you make your Rhink analysis you tend to reference the puzzle video from 2015, and I was just wondering if you could explain why you talk about it so often and what connection it has to all this Rhink stuff, because personally, I have no idea and I would love to know!!

thank you :)

Ah the Puzzle video....

The reason the Puzzle video is so important is exactly because unlike all the rest it is from 2015. And it is indeed relevant because they themselves have alluded to the Puzzle in their recent works, namely in the Brown Diamond, in the Red Vs Blue video and in the GMM about the brolonoscopies. Additionally, not only it is the earliest video of this type but it is also one of the boldest. So, when you conclude that they have been telling a very specific story with most of their scripted content and then you are slapped with the realisation that the first video which was saying this exact story was in 2015... nine years ago... this is a gamechanger in the way you perceive them and their story.

Because apart from the vast majority who don´t even think this is a thing at all, even the minority basically only ever wonders ¨will they or won´t they?"....

Meanwhile, the Puzzle casually sits on youtube since 2015..............

I don't know if you have already seen it or not but below is my analysis of the Puzzle:

[starres-stuff]

FFXIV Writes 2023 | Day 10 | Writer's Choice: Enigma

Today's story revolves around Dimitri's sister, Viviane, as she reflects on parts of her past and sets her sights on her future.

Enigma- Something hard to understand or explain

It was a quiet night at the Amethyst Shallows where Viviane had found herself. It was the first sign that Summer was coming to an end. The parties had dwindled, the parents with their children as well and it was rare to see a couple curled up on one of the lounge chairs forgetting that the world was around them. As beautiful as she found the silence, it was also a time that always felt bittersweet.

Down she sat in her favorite spot, an area with a ledge that allowed her to kick off her shoes and dangle her feet into the water. She spent so much time here over the last cycle or two that it was often where she ended up when she needed to think or just wished to be alone for a while Today was different though, she had been working on her choreography for an upcoming show when the nostalgia from the material she had been working on finally took a hold of her.

So much had changed in her life since she first left Ishgard, the scared and scarred woman that she was then. It was difficult at times to actually look back to her past without worrying that she was going to draw something from it to the present. Things were not the best then and the road she walked wasn’t always the smoothest that roads could be.

Tonight she found herself thinking about performing, and those she had met along the way. She had earned the title through a lot of hard work and discipline, but it was what many called her now especially on the Stage when she was playing the part of Mysteri L’etranger, her alter ego. Truth was Vi never thought that she would be as successful as she was as a Performer, nor did she think she would ever make the five cycles she had performed and she found herself wondering what had happened to those who taught her how.

She still remembered each of them fondly and often closed her eyes before she went on stage to envision her old troupe and the way they all cheered each other on. It was one of the most memorable times of her life, Cherry Blossom, was her name then. Each member of the Troupe had been named after a flower of their choosing to hide their actual names and affiliations. The sad part of it for her was none of them had ever gotten to know her as she was today, the Elezen who had many illusions and faces.

Mysteri was are you always a different race the question had been asked so many times now. It was part of her act she had told them, a way to keep people guessing and part of the Enigma she had become. Who would she be when she stepped on stage? For the longest time, no one could answer that question, and most of the time she didn’t know herself. Each face she had taken over the cycles had been a piece of her struggle to survive.

There in the water, she found herself, her long red curls that bounced at any movement, her bright sapphire eyes that seemed to glow in the encroaching dark, and her pale skin that made her feel as if someone could see through her at this time of the day if they looked hard enough. It had been such a long journey to this point where she looked in the mirror and always saw herself looking back instead of someone else. The anxiety was almost gone now, the worry that someone from Ishgard would recognize her had evaporated and the confusion about her identity after she obtained her freedom from the lambs was almost settled as well. So much trial and error had gone into who she eventually became but for the first time in her life, she was free to be that person.

“If only I could find him and thank him,” Vi muttered to herself as she opened her silver cigarette case and drew from within a cigarette that she placed between her lips. She had been hunting for the mysterious Dragoon who carried her safely to Ishgard from Corethas since she first arrived in the Shroud. Missive after Missive had been sent to the Office of the Knights Dragoon inquiring who had run rounds in that area during that time and each time she received a reply We are sorry Lady Jienuex no such person existed that we know of had led her to wonder if it had all been nothing more than a fever dream yet, in the end, she remembered the armor, she remembered the crunch of the snow under his feet, the clang of his lance on his back and most vividly the way he carried her as if she was fragile and precious right to the guards at the gates of Ishgard.

He was the reason she ever made it to the stages of her dreams, for all of her visions had shown that she would meet her end cold and alone in a building that could barely stand on its own. She was not meant to survive those days after the Calamity struck. Nymeia had promised that for her crimes she would be forgotten and left to freeze by the very people who had kidnapped her. Then he came, and somehow he changed that fate. There was nothing she wanted more than to thank him for her second chance at life and each time she stepped on the stage along with the others she left a silent thank you for him as well. He was an enigma just like her but like her, she hoped that someday he would emerge from his shadow and take off his mask.

In the time she thought of those of her past the Moon had risen high above her head and the silver light streamed from the sky down to dance along the surface of the water catching her eye and making her smile. Her life had changed so much over those cycles, but nothing like it had in just this last one. Her days were filled with wonder now and her heart was filled with love. So much good the nameless Dragoon had done, he would always be her Warrior of Light, whoever he was.

Grounding out the cigarette on the bottom of her shoe, she placed the last pieces of it into the pocket of the sweater she had thrown on, on her way out the door of Qiha’s studio Then she collected her shoes from beside her holding them in her hand. Being an enigma wasn’t a terrible thing, but at the same time, it kept people at arm's length, something she had begun to regret as of late. She no longer wished to be hidden in shadows. They had been her shelter that she needed in order to heal from everything, but even the best armor eventually rusted and then you needed to make changes as you designed a new set.

That was the next leg of her journey, and while that thought scared her it was one that she would meet head on with a smile. After all, she couldn’t be Mysteri L’etranger forever, performers did eventually get old and end up with painful joints from their antics on stage, it was time to start laying down the foundation for the next leg of her life. She had a few good years left in her on stage, but more and more she heard Ishgard calling her name again and there was an offer on the table that would take her home. All she had to do was throw away the puzzle she had been working on for too long and step into the light of change.

[puzzled-artist]

HAPPY WIDE WITCH WEDNESDAY

[ohnonotthehorrors]

I don’t want to ruin anyone else’s fun with working this out so mind the read more.

First: the mostly white symbols on the outer circle are players.

The BIG and colored ones are the winners. (In order with their numbers I II III etc. so it goes Grian Scott Pearl Martyn Scar). They also have the symbol of which game they won under them.

(The order of All the players goes Grian, Scott, Pearl, Martyn, Scar, Gem, Joel, Bdubs, Impulse, Cleo, BigB, Etho, Skizz, Tango, Mumbo, Jimmy, Lizzie, Ren)

The small red symbols Next To the white symbols are who was whose soulmate. The yellow symbols are the chosen/secret soulmates.

The symbols are in Order of who died this last season. With the exception of the Winners and Ren (who didn’t join).

So it goes from Grian at 1 to Ren at last, Lizzie being second last.

The little red symbols connecting Jimmy and Lizzie are actually the ‘who died first’ marks. With Jimmy having four red Xs and Lizzie having one.

The Eyes are who was naturally chosen to be Boogie man. Scott’s being yellow because he Refused that time. And Gem’s eye is connected by green to show who she infected with her Boogie apocalypse task.

Bdubs has a purple eye because he was the first Boogie in the series.

Finally: Martyn and Grian both have purple marks over them, as they are considered to be heavily influenced by watchers.

What I Don’t know is what the symbols in the inner ring represent.

I suspect one is a clock (limited life?) and a watcher/secret keeper (Secret life) but I have no idea what the orange one means.

And I Suspect that the writing on the little clock and the sides of the inner ring mean something that I can’t understand.

Wonderful job op, this is unreal.

@2-braincells -if you haven’t seen a different break down yet.

Something I've been working on for the past few weeks following the end of Secret Life.

I give you... the Wheel of Life!

See what you can spot the meaning of. :D

Thanks to my buddy @bgc-592 for letting me bounce my ideas for this off them. I appreciate it.

[fishing-lesbian-catgirl]

Just saw someone with “use whatever pronouns you use for yourself for me” in bio. I honestly never considered the depth the pronoun metagame could have, we’ve barely scratched the surface with this shit

[fullanimationfilmartist]

Have you ever put ice cubes on your shoes? It would change your life!

[queen-mabs-revenge]

Striking New York Times tech workers have created a “Guild Builds” page dedicated to strike-themed games you can play, including a spin on Wordle, a word search, and the custom Connections I reported on earlier today. As part of its strike announcement on Monday, the New York Times Tech Guild requested that people don’t cross the digital picket line to play the NYT’s daily puzzle games. This collection of five other games offers an alternative if you want to support the striking workers but also do some brain teasers.

[weepynymph]

Do not write fanfiction. One second you're normal and the next you're downloading a calendar from 2004 and tearing your hair out over what specific date every event in your fic happens

[solarwreathe]

grunkle helps his nephew and niece beat a puzzle game

[egophiliac]

don't think I'm not still obsessing over 7-12

[destined-productions]

I am a solo indie dev trying to overcome my anxiety and actually let people know my game exists. It is a cute physics based game where you are the level.

I love making this game with passion and I am so excited to share it with the world, but somehow I need to let the world know. Unfortunately the way steam works is the more wishlists the more visibility, so if you are interested it is super appreciated :)

Wishlist on steam or visit the website to find out more mightymarbles.com

[fuckyeahchinesefashion]

OP: when you are a boy (cr 阿战吃不饱)