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casualweaponry | At our local happy hour, they have cosmos and beer. My girlfriend drinks beer, while I drink cosmos.
Every time we order, the waitstaff gives her the cosmo, and I get the beer. We do the switch, and the waiter/waitress is always apologetic. We don't mind though.
Tl;dr I'm a dude that loves cosmos. | At our local happy hour, they have cosmos and beer. My girlfriend drinks beer, while I drink cosmos.
Every time we order, the waitstaff gives her the cosmo, and I get the beer. We do the switch, and the waiter/waitress is always apologetic. We don't mind though.
Tl;dr I'm a dude that loves cosmos.
| reactiongifs | t5_2t5y3 | cbrjrz8 | At our local happy hour, they have cosmos and beer. My girlfriend drinks beer, while I drink cosmos.
Every time we order, the waitstaff gives her the cosmo, and I get the beer. We do the switch, and the waiter/waitress is always apologetic. We don't mind though. | I'm a dude that loves cosmos. |
red_and_blue_jeans | I started out like you, though a few years earlier, just recording bands with a few cheap mics and a 4-track cassette in my parents' basement. I also ran sound for all my high schools plays and musicals.
I chose to go to a 4-year college with a well established sound recording program, and also majored in music performance. I strongly recommend the path of a full 4-year college degree instead of a recording school like Full Sail, CRAS, or anything like that.
I'm sure that they are fine institutions, however imo, you are better off spending $50K a year on a more rounded college experience, immersed in audio, as well as interacting with people from other disciplines.
Most 4-year audio programs involve some sort of calculus, physics, and electronics courses, as well as music theory and some sort of proficiency on an instrument. Don't let that scare you. Many of my peers went to college not ready for those courses, made it through just fine, and are working in audio.
I worked very hard out of college, lived in NYC for a while working at one of the top conservatories in the world as an audio engineer. At 29, I engineered an album that won a Grammy, something I never dreamed I would achieve. I still don't believe it when I see it on my bookshelf. Currently, I no longer live in NYC, own my own studio, and am pursuing my Ph.D. in Electrical Engineering while focusing on Audio and Acoustics. I also teach Audio Engineering at the University where I am getting my degree.
My advice to you at this time is to learn as much as you can about microphone theory, signal flow, and analog vs. digital theory (and I'm not talking about vinyl vs. mp3).
Critically listen to recordings and pick them apart. Is that a Strat, Tele, or Les Paul? Is the drummer using 16" or 18" crashes? Is the reverb a spring, plate, or hall emulation? What type of delay is on the vocals? What frequencies are the kick, snare, guitars, bass, keys, and vocals lying in? Is the bass DI'ed or through an amp? Listen to classical albums and try to discern what stereo mic technique they used...was it X-Y? OTRF? Spaced Pair? Decca Tree?
Make sure you listen to song structure too. Chord changes, harmonies, instrument entrances and exits, bass lines and how they work with the drums.
You most likely will not be rich, but you will be happy if this is what you really want to do. It is a labor of love, and more audio engineers would not want to do anything else.
Another thing, don't limit your thinking to just working in a recording studio. There are many fields of audio. Audio Post, Live Sound, Gaming Audio, Broadcast Audio, Mastering, On-location Audio, etc.
One last piece of advice: Learn video as well. Learn Final Cut or Avid. It will help you get a job if you know how to work with other parts of the entertainment industry.
Good luck on your endeavors, and keep learning...that is the best we all can do.
TL;DR - 4-year college over tech school. Critically listen to recordings. You won't be rich. Don't restrict yourself to recording studios. Learn film as well. Written by Grammy winner.
| I started out like you, though a few years earlier, just recording bands with a few cheap mics and a 4-track cassette in my parents' basement. I also ran sound for all my high schools plays and musicals.
I chose to go to a 4-year college with a well established sound recording program, and also majored in music performance. I strongly recommend the path of a full 4-year college degree instead of a recording school like Full Sail, CRAS, or anything like that.
I'm sure that they are fine institutions, however imo, you are better off spending $50K a year on a more rounded college experience, immersed in audio, as well as interacting with people from other disciplines.
Most 4-year audio programs involve some sort of calculus, physics, and electronics courses, as well as music theory and some sort of proficiency on an instrument. Don't let that scare you. Many of my peers went to college not ready for those courses, made it through just fine, and are working in audio.
I worked very hard out of college, lived in NYC for a while working at one of the top conservatories in the world as an audio engineer. At 29, I engineered an album that won a Grammy, something I never dreamed I would achieve. I still don't believe it when I see it on my bookshelf. Currently, I no longer live in NYC, own my own studio, and am pursuing my Ph.D. in Electrical Engineering while focusing on Audio and Acoustics. I also teach Audio Engineering at the University where I am getting my degree.
My advice to you at this time is to learn as much as you can about microphone theory, signal flow, and analog vs. digital theory (and I'm not talking about vinyl vs. mp3).
Critically listen to recordings and pick them apart. Is that a Strat, Tele, or Les Paul? Is the drummer using 16" or 18" crashes? Is the reverb a spring, plate, or hall emulation? What type of delay is on the vocals? What frequencies are the kick, snare, guitars, bass, keys, and vocals lying in? Is the bass DI'ed or through an amp? Listen to classical albums and try to discern what stereo mic technique they used...was it X-Y? OTRF? Spaced Pair? Decca Tree?
Make sure you listen to song structure too. Chord changes, harmonies, instrument entrances and exits, bass lines and how they work with the drums.
You most likely will not be rich, but you will be happy if this is what you really want to do. It is a labor of love, and more audio engineers would not want to do anything else.
Another thing, don't limit your thinking to just working in a recording studio. There are many fields of audio. Audio Post, Live Sound, Gaming Audio, Broadcast Audio, Mastering, On-location Audio, etc.
One last piece of advice: Learn video as well. Learn Final Cut or Avid. It will help you get a job if you know how to work with other parts of the entertainment industry.
Good luck on your endeavors, and keep learning...that is the best we all can do.
TL;DR - 4-year college over tech school. Critically listen to recordings. You won't be rich. Don't restrict yourself to recording studios. Learn film as well. Written by Grammy winner.
| audioengineering | t5_2qkby | cbrdnmy | I started out like you, though a few years earlier, just recording bands with a few cheap mics and a 4-track cassette in my parents' basement. I also ran sound for all my high schools plays and musicals.
I chose to go to a 4-year college with a well established sound recording program, and also majored in music performance. I strongly recommend the path of a full 4-year college degree instead of a recording school like Full Sail, CRAS, or anything like that.
I'm sure that they are fine institutions, however imo, you are better off spending $50K a year on a more rounded college experience, immersed in audio, as well as interacting with people from other disciplines.
Most 4-year audio programs involve some sort of calculus, physics, and electronics courses, as well as music theory and some sort of proficiency on an instrument. Don't let that scare you. Many of my peers went to college not ready for those courses, made it through just fine, and are working in audio.
I worked very hard out of college, lived in NYC for a while working at one of the top conservatories in the world as an audio engineer. At 29, I engineered an album that won a Grammy, something I never dreamed I would achieve. I still don't believe it when I see it on my bookshelf. Currently, I no longer live in NYC, own my own studio, and am pursuing my Ph.D. in Electrical Engineering while focusing on Audio and Acoustics. I also teach Audio Engineering at the University where I am getting my degree.
My advice to you at this time is to learn as much as you can about microphone theory, signal flow, and analog vs. digital theory (and I'm not talking about vinyl vs. mp3).
Critically listen to recordings and pick them apart. Is that a Strat, Tele, or Les Paul? Is the drummer using 16" or 18" crashes? Is the reverb a spring, plate, or hall emulation? What type of delay is on the vocals? What frequencies are the kick, snare, guitars, bass, keys, and vocals lying in? Is the bass DI'ed or through an amp? Listen to classical albums and try to discern what stereo mic technique they used...was it X-Y? OTRF? Spaced Pair? Decca Tree?
Make sure you listen to song structure too. Chord changes, harmonies, instrument entrances and exits, bass lines and how they work with the drums.
You most likely will not be rich, but you will be happy if this is what you really want to do. It is a labor of love, and more audio engineers would not want to do anything else.
Another thing, don't limit your thinking to just working in a recording studio. There are many fields of audio. Audio Post, Live Sound, Gaming Audio, Broadcast Audio, Mastering, On-location Audio, etc.
One last piece of advice: Learn video as well. Learn Final Cut or Avid. It will help you get a job if you know how to work with other parts of the entertainment industry.
Good luck on your endeavors, and keep learning...that is the best we all can do. | 4-year college over tech school. Critically listen to recordings. You won't be rich. Don't restrict yourself to recording studios. Learn film as well. Written by Grammy winner. |
powerpup118 | Sounds cool bro. Guess I'm an idiot because I posted a link to pastebin with some dialog listed in consecutive order.
It's not fact at all, in fact if you read the title of the paste it says "Untitled" not "Factual". Anet could still change the entire event, nothing is fact.
TL;DR: please learn to take things with a grain of salt. | Sounds cool bro. Guess I'm an idiot because I posted a link to pastebin with some dialog listed in consecutive order.
It's not fact at all, in fact if you read the title of the paste it says "Untitled" not "Factual". Anet could still change the entire event, nothing is fact.
TL;DR: please learn to take things with a grain of salt.
| Guildwars2 | t5_2r9po | cbrrzz8 | Sounds cool bro. Guess I'm an idiot because I posted a link to pastebin with some dialog listed in consecutive order.
It's not fact at all, in fact if you read the title of the paste it says "Untitled" not "Factual". Anet could still change the entire event, nothing is fact. | please learn to take things with a grain of salt. |
sadfacewhenputdown | Actually, she was thinking it was a [J-approach/Fosbury/Brill]( method, which is kind of the introduction to modern high jump. I'm guessing that she was given a crash-course on how to high jump and was trying to find the best arc.
tl-dr - the curve in the approach is standard, century-old stuff...though Green may be the only one to do it while wearing rainbow fingernail paint. | Actually, she was thinking it was a [J-approach/Fosbury/Brill]( method, which is kind of the introduction to modern high jump. I'm guessing that she was given a crash-course on how to high jump and was trying to find the best arc.
tl-dr - the curve in the approach is standard, century-old stuff...though Green may be the only one to do it while wearing rainbow fingernail paint.
| funny | t5_2qh33 | cbrlkyo | Actually, she was thinking it was a [J-approach/Fosbury/Brill]( method, which is kind of the introduction to modern high jump. I'm guessing that she was given a crash-course on how to high jump and was trying to find the best arc. | the curve in the approach is standard, century-old stuff...though Green may be the only one to do it while wearing rainbow fingernail paint. |
nonneb | As a US American, it bothers that European companies will be invited to further take advantage of the fact that American workers are not only cheaper than their European counterparts, but in many cases don't have the rights and quality of life (vacations, benefits, etc). There are already plenty of European companies producing in the South (German (and Korean) car and car part producers all over Alabama, my home state), Ikea in the Carolinas if I remember correctly, and this will only bring more. Wouldn't be a problem if 1) American workers weren't mistreated more than their EU counterparts and 2) The environmental policies aren't as stringent here.
TL;DR Same reason NAFTA is bad, minus some of the troubling history.
I'm far from an expert on the subject, and I'm very interested in hearing other opinions and viewpoints on this. | As a US American, it bothers that European companies will be invited to further take advantage of the fact that American workers are not only cheaper than their European counterparts, but in many cases don't have the rights and quality of life (vacations, benefits, etc). There are already plenty of European companies producing in the South (German (and Korean) car and car part producers all over Alabama, my home state), Ikea in the Carolinas if I remember correctly, and this will only bring more. Wouldn't be a problem if 1) American workers weren't mistreated more than their EU counterparts and 2) The environmental policies aren't as stringent here.
TL;DR Same reason NAFTA is bad, minus some of the troubling history.
I'm far from an expert on the subject, and I'm very interested in hearing other opinions and viewpoints on this.
| socialism | t5_2qjii | cbrldhx | As a US American, it bothers that European companies will be invited to further take advantage of the fact that American workers are not only cheaper than their European counterparts, but in many cases don't have the rights and quality of life (vacations, benefits, etc). There are already plenty of European companies producing in the South (German (and Korean) car and car part producers all over Alabama, my home state), Ikea in the Carolinas if I remember correctly, and this will only bring more. Wouldn't be a problem if 1) American workers weren't mistreated more than their EU counterparts and 2) The environmental policies aren't as stringent here. | Same reason NAFTA is bad, minus some of the troubling history.
I'm far from an expert on the subject, and I'm very interested in hearing other opinions and viewpoints on this. |
LordNephets | I've always seen this type of statement (both in relationships and in video games) as more of a balancing act of the two.
If we can imagine, for example, that attractiveness (graphics) and behavior/personality (gameplay) can be rated on a scale, say 1-100, I feel what is important is the average.
Let's say you have a game with PERFECT gameplay, it's absolutely incredible but it's the single worst looking game of all time. The game would have a 100/0, and would rate a 50, in my opinion not worth playing. Now of course this hasn't happened, I think, in gaming but the theoretical stands.
With the reverse, a beautiful game could have terrible gameplay (it happens a lot), and be not worth playing despite the graphics being true art.
With relationships, I also think it is a balance. You could be the kindest, most wonderful person in the world, but in order for a relationship to work there has to be a level of physical attractiveness. Of course these things are no objective. I myself do not like acne covered obese women, but that is not to say they are objectively ugly. In this case, a 100 on personality will not compensate for a 0 in attractiveness and vice-versa.
Tl;dr It is important that we keep in mind both physical appearance and "gameplay" in both video games and our personal relationships.
| I've always seen this type of statement (both in relationships and in video games) as more of a balancing act of the two.
If we can imagine, for example, that attractiveness (graphics) and behavior/personality (gameplay) can be rated on a scale, say 1-100, I feel what is important is the average.
Let's say you have a game with PERFECT gameplay, it's absolutely incredible but it's the single worst looking game of all time. The game would have a 100/0, and would rate a 50, in my opinion not worth playing. Now of course this hasn't happened, I think, in gaming but the theoretical stands.
With the reverse, a beautiful game could have terrible gameplay (it happens a lot), and be not worth playing despite the graphics being true art.
With relationships, I also think it is a balance. You could be the kindest, most wonderful person in the world, but in order for a relationship to work there has to be a level of physical attractiveness. Of course these things are no objective. I myself do not like acne covered obese women, but that is not to say they are objectively ugly. In this case, a 100 on personality will not compensate for a 0 in attractiveness and vice-versa.
Tl;dr It is important that we keep in mind both physical appearance and "gameplay" in both video games and our personal relationships.
| GirlGamers | t5_2rfec | cbshp3i | I've always seen this type of statement (both in relationships and in video games) as more of a balancing act of the two.
If we can imagine, for example, that attractiveness (graphics) and behavior/personality (gameplay) can be rated on a scale, say 1-100, I feel what is important is the average.
Let's say you have a game with PERFECT gameplay, it's absolutely incredible but it's the single worst looking game of all time. The game would have a 100/0, and would rate a 50, in my opinion not worth playing. Now of course this hasn't happened, I think, in gaming but the theoretical stands.
With the reverse, a beautiful game could have terrible gameplay (it happens a lot), and be not worth playing despite the graphics being true art.
With relationships, I also think it is a balance. You could be the kindest, most wonderful person in the world, but in order for a relationship to work there has to be a level of physical attractiveness. Of course these things are no objective. I myself do not like acne covered obese women, but that is not to say they are objectively ugly. In this case, a 100 on personality will not compensate for a 0 in attractiveness and vice-versa. | It is important that we keep in mind both physical appearance and "gameplay" in both video games and our personal relationships. |
pick_a_name | Perhaps a slightly older kitten? Instead of the 2-3mo old range, something in the 4-6mo old range? That way you can both choose temperament and do some behavioral molding.
But if you were willing to keep looking you could probably find an adult cat that would be perfect for you two. Just don't give up and take one that isn't sweet and mellow, wait until you find one that fits.
Of course, if it were me, b/c I do one day want to get another cat or two when mine get older (they're 7), I would probably get a little kitten and just try to pick the calmest and sweetest one available. I'm not sure if that's the wisest move, but I love kittens :)
tl/dr: you can probably make it work regardless of the cat's age, just be picky. | Perhaps a slightly older kitten? Instead of the 2-3mo old range, something in the 4-6mo old range? That way you can both choose temperament and do some behavioral molding.
But if you were willing to keep looking you could probably find an adult cat that would be perfect for you two. Just don't give up and take one that isn't sweet and mellow, wait until you find one that fits.
Of course, if it were me, b/c I do one day want to get another cat or two when mine get older (they're 7), I would probably get a little kitten and just try to pick the calmest and sweetest one available. I'm not sure if that's the wisest move, but I love kittens :)
tl/dr: you can probably make it work regardless of the cat's age, just be picky.
| Pets | t5_2qh6o | cbrpi58 | Perhaps a slightly older kitten? Instead of the 2-3mo old range, something in the 4-6mo old range? That way you can both choose temperament and do some behavioral molding.
But if you were willing to keep looking you could probably find an adult cat that would be perfect for you two. Just don't give up and take one that isn't sweet and mellow, wait until you find one that fits.
Of course, if it were me, b/c I do one day want to get another cat or two when mine get older (they're 7), I would probably get a little kitten and just try to pick the calmest and sweetest one available. I'm not sure if that's the wisest move, but I love kittens :) | you can probably make it work regardless of the cat's age, just be picky. |
yawetag12 | > it was ruled a ground rule double,
Here's your baseball rules lesson for the day: While it's called a "ground rule double," it's really a "rule book double." Ground rules stipulate how certain situations will be played on a specific field. You can even see the different ground rules on [MLB's website](
TL;DR. The jargon of the game calls it "ground rule double," but nothing in Kaufmann's specific ground rules stipulates this play. However, the Official Baseball Rules do. | > it was ruled a ground rule double,
Here's your baseball rules lesson for the day: While it's called a "ground rule double," it's really a "rule book double." Ground rules stipulate how certain situations will be played on a specific field. You can even see the different ground rules on [MLB's website](
TL;DR. The jargon of the game calls it "ground rule double," but nothing in Kaufmann's specific ground rules stipulates this play. However, the Official Baseball Rules do.
| baseball | t5_2qm7u | cbs4kkn | it was ruled a ground rule double,
Here's your baseball rules lesson for the day: While it's called a "ground rule double," it's really a "rule book double." Ground rules stipulate how certain situations will be played on a specific field. You can even see the different ground rules on [MLB's website]( | The jargon of the game calls it "ground rule double," but nothing in Kaufmann's specific ground rules stipulates this play. However, the Official Baseball Rules do. |
wsdmskr | I'm not just talking Presidential. People don't pay attention to the House or Senate (hence, 40 year terms), Governorships, or even their own counties and towns.
Yes, the media puts it's thumb on the scale for Presidential elections. However, with an educated and participatory voting populace, even that weight would be mitigated as coverage would have to go to the candidate the populace wants to hear about (rise and fall of Cain, for example).
It is unfortunate, and I don't discount that there are powerful forces that influence elections, but I believe the only reason that those forces have such influence is because people don't pay attention.
TL;DR: You get what you pay for. | I'm not just talking Presidential. People don't pay attention to the House or Senate (hence, 40 year terms), Governorships, or even their own counties and towns.
Yes, the media puts it's thumb on the scale for Presidential elections. However, with an educated and participatory voting populace, even that weight would be mitigated as coverage would have to go to the candidate the populace wants to hear about (rise and fall of Cain, for example).
It is unfortunate, and I don't discount that there are powerful forces that influence elections, but I believe the only reason that those forces have such influence is because people don't pay attention.
TL;DR: You get what you pay for.
| PoliticalHumor | t5_2qm21 | cbsr2x8 | I'm not just talking Presidential. People don't pay attention to the House or Senate (hence, 40 year terms), Governorships, or even their own counties and towns.
Yes, the media puts it's thumb on the scale for Presidential elections. However, with an educated and participatory voting populace, even that weight would be mitigated as coverage would have to go to the candidate the populace wants to hear about (rise and fall of Cain, for example).
It is unfortunate, and I don't discount that there are powerful forces that influence elections, but I believe the only reason that those forces have such influence is because people don't pay attention. | You get what you pay for. |
brucemo | Statistics for you:
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|/r/Christianity|187|554|500|2.96|2.67|13|10|2|2|
|/r/TrueChristian|23|182|54|7.91|2.35|43|8|5|1|
TL;DR: You get down-voted a little bit more here, and up-voted a lot less.
There are lots of possible explanations for this. My first hypothesis would be that you get down-voted more in a sub you express contempt for.
| Statistics for you:
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TL;DR: You get down-voted a little bit more here, and up-voted a lot less.
There are lots of possible explanations for this. My first hypothesis would be that you get down-voted more in a sub you express contempt for.
| Christianity | t5_2qh6c | cbspl2b | Statistics for you:
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1 | You get down-voted a little bit more here, and up-voted a lot less.
There are lots of possible explanations for this. My first hypothesis would be that you get down-voted more in a sub you express contempt for. |
reluctantraiderfan | I would say this homeowner is a coward for sending his dog in first. If this intruder were armed, he surely would have turned the weapon on the dog and the owner would have basically commanded his dog to rush head first into its own death. In my opinion, the only dogs that should be protecting humans, are those dogs that have been trained to do so from a very young age.
The article said that the homeowner's phone was damaged during the altercation. Why didn't he just call the police instantly before confronting the intruder? I'll tell you why, because he had a "pit bull" with him. This is the worst kind of owner, I know so many of them. They try to act like an average dog owner, but deep down they are always looking for a chance to "test" their dog. So woefully misinformed about this breed are these owners, that they wish to test their dog against a human, even though pits have been bred to show restraint toward humans even in the most heated of situations.
My dog is bred of game blood and was picked first out of his litter particularly for his "fire". I have no doubt that he would enthusiastically engage in a fight to the death with any living thing threatening him or a member of his pack (me & my gf). Throughout my life, if a tense situation between humans was brewing, the first thing I did was remove my dog from the area.
In the case of an unknown intruder, I would protect my dog like I would a child. I would try to get the dog into a secure space and then deal with the situation on my own. In a worst case scenario I would let the dog make its own decision and would not try to command him to protect me. The dog is not capable of thinking on a human level and people are much more capable and efficient killers than any dog could ever be.
tl:dr - Don't use the reputation of pit bulls to act out of character. If someone has broken into your home, call the police. Don't send your untrained pit bull to attack a stranger that may or may not be ready to kill anything that moves. | I would say this homeowner is a coward for sending his dog in first. If this intruder were armed, he surely would have turned the weapon on the dog and the owner would have basically commanded his dog to rush head first into its own death. In my opinion, the only dogs that should be protecting humans, are those dogs that have been trained to do so from a very young age.
The article said that the homeowner's phone was damaged during the altercation. Why didn't he just call the police instantly before confronting the intruder? I'll tell you why, because he had a "pit bull" with him. This is the worst kind of owner, I know so many of them. They try to act like an average dog owner, but deep down they are always looking for a chance to "test" their dog. So woefully misinformed about this breed are these owners, that they wish to test their dog against a human, even though pits have been bred to show restraint toward humans even in the most heated of situations.
My dog is bred of game blood and was picked first out of his litter particularly for his "fire". I have no doubt that he would enthusiastically engage in a fight to the death with any living thing threatening him or a member of his pack (me & my gf). Throughout my life, if a tense situation between humans was brewing, the first thing I did was remove my dog from the area.
In the case of an unknown intruder, I would protect my dog like I would a child. I would try to get the dog into a secure space and then deal with the situation on my own. In a worst case scenario I would let the dog make its own decision and would not try to command him to protect me. The dog is not capable of thinking on a human level and people are much more capable and efficient killers than any dog could ever be.
tl:dr - Don't use the reputation of pit bulls to act out of character. If someone has broken into your home, call the police. Don't send your untrained pit bull to attack a stranger that may or may not be ready to kill anything that moves.
| pitbulls | t5_2qjof | cbt52xt | I would say this homeowner is a coward for sending his dog in first. If this intruder were armed, he surely would have turned the weapon on the dog and the owner would have basically commanded his dog to rush head first into its own death. In my opinion, the only dogs that should be protecting humans, are those dogs that have been trained to do so from a very young age.
The article said that the homeowner's phone was damaged during the altercation. Why didn't he just call the police instantly before confronting the intruder? I'll tell you why, because he had a "pit bull" with him. This is the worst kind of owner, I know so many of them. They try to act like an average dog owner, but deep down they are always looking for a chance to "test" their dog. So woefully misinformed about this breed are these owners, that they wish to test their dog against a human, even though pits have been bred to show restraint toward humans even in the most heated of situations.
My dog is bred of game blood and was picked first out of his litter particularly for his "fire". I have no doubt that he would enthusiastically engage in a fight to the death with any living thing threatening him or a member of his pack (me & my gf). Throughout my life, if a tense situation between humans was brewing, the first thing I did was remove my dog from the area.
In the case of an unknown intruder, I would protect my dog like I would a child. I would try to get the dog into a secure space and then deal with the situation on my own. In a worst case scenario I would let the dog make its own decision and would not try to command him to protect me. The dog is not capable of thinking on a human level and people are much more capable and efficient killers than any dog could ever be. | Don't use the reputation of pit bulls to act out of character. If someone has broken into your home, call the police. Don't send your untrained pit bull to attack a stranger that may or may not be ready to kill anything that moves. |
MalarkeyTFC | The in-game guides aren't fucked because they have battlefury in the list, they just don't explain why its there. It's not there as a farming steroid like it is for pretty much every other hero, bfury on tusk works a lot like how you would use bfury on a kunkka. I've had quite a bit of success actually building Phase -> defensiveish item ->bfury. What it does is work really well with trapping more than one person into shards and then ulting 1 of them (spreads the dmg).
That being said I've moved completely away from building it as there are obviously more effective options that I've come to find. 1 would be the super ganking build which is phase into sblade into deso.
Personally I absolutely love building armlett on him, increases your crit damage by a pretty big margin if you turn it on before ulting and if you're good at toggling gives you a pretty crazy amount of survivability for the price. Also if I'm not mistaken its one of if not the most cost effective regen items in the game.
Tusk should be laned mid. He's a situational pick. Playing him as a 4 just doesn't work in my mind because he needs some key early items to be able to do as much damage as possible and more importantly he needs levels. If you're playing against a dual lane and not a trilane or dual + jungler you could probably solo lane and just soak xp while last hitting with shards which would make him a semi-viable off-laner.
If your plan is to use him as a serious team vs team cm I'd say he shouldn't be played anywhere other than mid. He's played mid against ranged heros alot like magnus is. Last hit when u can, use shards to last hit with and harrass and MAKE SURE YOU GET RUNES. Most traditional mids will die the second you hit 6. He's one of my favorite nontraditional counter to squishy mids like sf, puck, storm, etc. A couple shards, snowball and ult and bam dead.
As far as building him for late game you really shouldn't be focused on the late game. Your goal is to cause absolute chaos ganking all over the map. You should NOT EVER be farming (unless you got shat on in lane for some reason and are super behind). Farm heroes, not gold. Phase is pretty much the only boot choice for him imo, after phase I would choose 1 of 3 items: armlett, sblade or drums. Once I finished that second item I would move into armor reduction and ways to boost my ults dmg: deso, ac, bkb if I'm getting ridiculously disabled. Sange & yasha isn't terrible on him, I also like to build OoV however when midding it slows down bottle buying it right away and sometimes I just don't bother geting it. Skadi is pretty amazing on him as well. If I'm really far ahead after finishing my 2nd item (item after boots) I'll build bfury.
Seriously though I can't stress it enough. Don't concern yourself too much with being relevant beyond the mid-game. It's just not your job. Hit shards and disrupt their team fight and you're doing fine. At that stage in the game it's your carries job to be farmed enough that he can steamroll the other team. Just remember that shards is incredibly undervalued and can really disrupt the opposing teams teamfight.
Oh and medallion is another great early game option after you finish boots before the 1 of 3 items I mentioned earlier.
TL:DR - Focus on armor reduction and survivability, your goal isn't to dominate late game, it's to fuck everyone up and distract them giving your actually carry room to farm. | The in-game guides aren't fucked because they have battlefury in the list, they just don't explain why its there. It's not there as a farming steroid like it is for pretty much every other hero, bfury on tusk works a lot like how you would use bfury on a kunkka. I've had quite a bit of success actually building Phase -> defensiveish item ->bfury. What it does is work really well with trapping more than one person into shards and then ulting 1 of them (spreads the dmg).
That being said I've moved completely away from building it as there are obviously more effective options that I've come to find. 1 would be the super ganking build which is phase into sblade into deso.
Personally I absolutely love building armlett on him, increases your crit damage by a pretty big margin if you turn it on before ulting and if you're good at toggling gives you a pretty crazy amount of survivability for the price. Also if I'm not mistaken its one of if not the most cost effective regen items in the game.
Tusk should be laned mid. He's a situational pick. Playing him as a 4 just doesn't work in my mind because he needs some key early items to be able to do as much damage as possible and more importantly he needs levels. If you're playing against a dual lane and not a trilane or dual + jungler you could probably solo lane and just soak xp while last hitting with shards which would make him a semi-viable off-laner.
If your plan is to use him as a serious team vs team cm I'd say he shouldn't be played anywhere other than mid. He's played mid against ranged heros alot like magnus is. Last hit when u can, use shards to last hit with and harrass and MAKE SURE YOU GET RUNES. Most traditional mids will die the second you hit 6. He's one of my favorite nontraditional counter to squishy mids like sf, puck, storm, etc. A couple shards, snowball and ult and bam dead.
As far as building him for late game you really shouldn't be focused on the late game. Your goal is to cause absolute chaos ganking all over the map. You should NOT EVER be farming (unless you got shat on in lane for some reason and are super behind). Farm heroes, not gold. Phase is pretty much the only boot choice for him imo, after phase I would choose 1 of 3 items: armlett, sblade or drums. Once I finished that second item I would move into armor reduction and ways to boost my ults dmg: deso, ac, bkb if I'm getting ridiculously disabled. Sange & yasha isn't terrible on him, I also like to build OoV however when midding it slows down bottle buying it right away and sometimes I just don't bother geting it. Skadi is pretty amazing on him as well. If I'm really far ahead after finishing my 2nd item (item after boots) I'll build bfury.
Seriously though I can't stress it enough. Don't concern yourself too much with being relevant beyond the mid-game. It's just not your job. Hit shards and disrupt their team fight and you're doing fine. At that stage in the game it's your carries job to be farmed enough that he can steamroll the other team. Just remember that shards is incredibly undervalued and can really disrupt the opposing teams teamfight.
Oh and medallion is another great early game option after you finish boots before the 1 of 3 items I mentioned earlier.
TL:DR - Focus on armor reduction and survivability, your goal isn't to dominate late game, it's to fuck everyone up and distract them giving your actually carry room to farm.
| DotA2 | t5_2s580 | cbt362r | The in-game guides aren't fucked because they have battlefury in the list, they just don't explain why its there. It's not there as a farming steroid like it is for pretty much every other hero, bfury on tusk works a lot like how you would use bfury on a kunkka. I've had quite a bit of success actually building Phase -> defensiveish item ->bfury. What it does is work really well with trapping more than one person into shards and then ulting 1 of them (spreads the dmg).
That being said I've moved completely away from building it as there are obviously more effective options that I've come to find. 1 would be the super ganking build which is phase into sblade into deso.
Personally I absolutely love building armlett on him, increases your crit damage by a pretty big margin if you turn it on before ulting and if you're good at toggling gives you a pretty crazy amount of survivability for the price. Also if I'm not mistaken its one of if not the most cost effective regen items in the game.
Tusk should be laned mid. He's a situational pick. Playing him as a 4 just doesn't work in my mind because he needs some key early items to be able to do as much damage as possible and more importantly he needs levels. If you're playing against a dual lane and not a trilane or dual + jungler you could probably solo lane and just soak xp while last hitting with shards which would make him a semi-viable off-laner.
If your plan is to use him as a serious team vs team cm I'd say he shouldn't be played anywhere other than mid. He's played mid against ranged heros alot like magnus is. Last hit when u can, use shards to last hit with and harrass and MAKE SURE YOU GET RUNES. Most traditional mids will die the second you hit 6. He's one of my favorite nontraditional counter to squishy mids like sf, puck, storm, etc. A couple shards, snowball and ult and bam dead.
As far as building him for late game you really shouldn't be focused on the late game. Your goal is to cause absolute chaos ganking all over the map. You should NOT EVER be farming (unless you got shat on in lane for some reason and are super behind). Farm heroes, not gold. Phase is pretty much the only boot choice for him imo, after phase I would choose 1 of 3 items: armlett, sblade or drums. Once I finished that second item I would move into armor reduction and ways to boost my ults dmg: deso, ac, bkb if I'm getting ridiculously disabled. Sange & yasha isn't terrible on him, I also like to build OoV however when midding it slows down bottle buying it right away and sometimes I just don't bother geting it. Skadi is pretty amazing on him as well. If I'm really far ahead after finishing my 2nd item (item after boots) I'll build bfury.
Seriously though I can't stress it enough. Don't concern yourself too much with being relevant beyond the mid-game. It's just not your job. Hit shards and disrupt their team fight and you're doing fine. At that stage in the game it's your carries job to be farmed enough that he can steamroll the other team. Just remember that shards is incredibly undervalued and can really disrupt the opposing teams teamfight.
Oh and medallion is another great early game option after you finish boots before the 1 of 3 items I mentioned earlier. | Focus on armor reduction and survivability, your goal isn't to dominate late game, it's to fuck everyone up and distract them giving your actually carry room to farm. |
Kaito-kun | He didnt misunderstand after you showed him you were right and that is how it worked. he just didnt realize he was playing agianst something he felt was cheap and felt cheated.
There are always combos that people get frustrated with to great extremes and your going to run into them. Everyone has a flavor of deck that they find they hate going against.
All that i can advise you do is either tell them before hand or during their confusion.
If you are going to play a deck of the extreme types try to give a fair warning without giving any tactical details away. ( im not sure how, be creative, maybe tell them its a more serious deck is it ok that you use it )
or when they start to question let them know that you will answer them with sources to enlighten them and if they desire to drop the match thats ok with you. you want to show them that you can understand and relate to the ill feelings that arise towards our individual discomforts when facing a different style but also that your deck is fully functional, within the rules, and you would like to play with it if that's alright.
My brother uses a pretty broken deck called his white artifact deck. It uses wall of glare for its defenses, and some other broken white creatures that help abuse some equipment to make it flying, unblockable, shroud, double strike, trample, paired with inquisitor flail. if its blocked its attack gets massive and steam rolls you. he can do this in a few turns. the amount of damage he is able to do was questioned so many times and everyone hates that deck. i take every game light hearted but i can say ive been annoyed with how broken it is so i made my own broken deck suited for the purpose of smashing that deck into the ground faster than it could ramp up. we both enjoy fighting these two decks against each other every once in a while.
**TL;DR:** Ask the person to express their discomforts with the problem and then let them know (before doing anything) that you can explain that though it may feel wrong or unfair, its well within the rules and if they would like to stop the match their all they have to do is say so.
| He didnt misunderstand after you showed him you were right and that is how it worked. he just didnt realize he was playing agianst something he felt was cheap and felt cheated.
There are always combos that people get frustrated with to great extremes and your going to run into them. Everyone has a flavor of deck that they find they hate going against.
All that i can advise you do is either tell them before hand or during their confusion.
If you are going to play a deck of the extreme types try to give a fair warning without giving any tactical details away. ( im not sure how, be creative, maybe tell them its a more serious deck is it ok that you use it )
or when they start to question let them know that you will answer them with sources to enlighten them and if they desire to drop the match thats ok with you. you want to show them that you can understand and relate to the ill feelings that arise towards our individual discomforts when facing a different style but also that your deck is fully functional, within the rules, and you would like to play with it if that's alright.
My brother uses a pretty broken deck called his white artifact deck. It uses wall of glare for its defenses, and some other broken white creatures that help abuse some equipment to make it flying, unblockable, shroud, double strike, trample, paired with inquisitor flail. if its blocked its attack gets massive and steam rolls you. he can do this in a few turns. the amount of damage he is able to do was questioned so many times and everyone hates that deck. i take every game light hearted but i can say ive been annoyed with how broken it is so i made my own broken deck suited for the purpose of smashing that deck into the ground faster than it could ramp up. we both enjoy fighting these two decks against each other every once in a while.
TL;DR: Ask the person to express their discomforts with the problem and then let them know (before doing anything) that you can explain that though it may feel wrong or unfair, its well within the rules and if they would like to stop the match their all they have to do is say so.
| magicTCG | t5_2qn5f | cbsxfve | He didnt misunderstand after you showed him you were right and that is how it worked. he just didnt realize he was playing agianst something he felt was cheap and felt cheated.
There are always combos that people get frustrated with to great extremes and your going to run into them. Everyone has a flavor of deck that they find they hate going against.
All that i can advise you do is either tell them before hand or during their confusion.
If you are going to play a deck of the extreme types try to give a fair warning without giving any tactical details away. ( im not sure how, be creative, maybe tell them its a more serious deck is it ok that you use it )
or when they start to question let them know that you will answer them with sources to enlighten them and if they desire to drop the match thats ok with you. you want to show them that you can understand and relate to the ill feelings that arise towards our individual discomforts when facing a different style but also that your deck is fully functional, within the rules, and you would like to play with it if that's alright.
My brother uses a pretty broken deck called his white artifact deck. It uses wall of glare for its defenses, and some other broken white creatures that help abuse some equipment to make it flying, unblockable, shroud, double strike, trample, paired with inquisitor flail. if its blocked its attack gets massive and steam rolls you. he can do this in a few turns. the amount of damage he is able to do was questioned so many times and everyone hates that deck. i take every game light hearted but i can say ive been annoyed with how broken it is so i made my own broken deck suited for the purpose of smashing that deck into the ground faster than it could ramp up. we both enjoy fighting these two decks against each other every once in a while. | Ask the person to express their discomforts with the problem and then let them know (before doing anything) that you can explain that though it may feel wrong or unfair, its well within the rules and if they would like to stop the match their all they have to do is say so. |
StreicherSix | Judges live chat has informed my playgroup before that, AFTER I DECLARED A BLOCKER, using Isochron Scepter imprinted with Blustersquall in response was legal in order to prevent it from blocking. I argued that no, the block is declared, but now the creature is tapped. They threw a fit and went to judge's live chat, and got that answer.
They're not always right, I pulled out the comprehensive rules and showed them the relevant sections, and to this day they don't believe me. "Judge said so."
I don't play with that group anymore.
tl;dr judges live chat is not 100%, but i'm sure it's usually very good. | Judges live chat has informed my playgroup before that, AFTER I DECLARED A BLOCKER, using Isochron Scepter imprinted with Blustersquall in response was legal in order to prevent it from blocking. I argued that no, the block is declared, but now the creature is tapped. They threw a fit and went to judge's live chat, and got that answer.
They're not always right, I pulled out the comprehensive rules and showed them the relevant sections, and to this day they don't believe me. "Judge said so."
I don't play with that group anymore.
tl;dr judges live chat is not 100%, but i'm sure it's usually very good.
| magicTCG | t5_2qn5f | cbt3uvx | Judges live chat has informed my playgroup before that, AFTER I DECLARED A BLOCKER, using Isochron Scepter imprinted with Blustersquall in response was legal in order to prevent it from blocking. I argued that no, the block is declared, but now the creature is tapped. They threw a fit and went to judge's live chat, and got that answer.
They're not always right, I pulled out the comprehensive rules and showed them the relevant sections, and to this day they don't believe me. "Judge said so."
I don't play with that group anymore. | judges live chat is not 100%, but i'm sure it's usually very good. |
rand486 | Freelance sites are shit - No one in the first world is able to compete with the prices quoted by developers in developing countries, because their cost of living is so low.
I relied almost exclusively on word of mouth and friends. Obviously, this depends on what your skillset is (Computer Science breaks down into many different worlds). In my case, it was primarily web development, which has a low-ish barrier to entry.
A friend needed a website? I built it, and ran it on my server.
That friend then recommended me to another friend who was starting a business. I built that site, and also ran it on my server, charging a monthly maintenance fee to build some passive income just for keeping her CMS up to date and automating a few backups and other scripts I never had to look at.
Then a different friend wanted to try building an SMS marketing system, and targetting SMB as clients. I built the entire thing from scratch, including a CMS for the clients, and a SOAP-based SMS delivery system. It was a great learning opportunity, and has since become one of my best portfolio trophies for job interviews.
After that, an old acquaintance of mine from University got back in touch, saying he needed help because his last developer bailed. This was my first client-from-hell, and another awesome learning opportunity.
After that, I'd gotten enough experience that my resume started to flesh out, and I had some talking points in the interview. I also started looking at RFP's to look for larger contracts.
Basically, word of mouth, and good networking behaviours will win you clients. Just toss your skills on Facebook, Linked In, etc saying you're open for projects, and hear some people out on offers. Never burn bridges, and be professional, no matter how long you've known the person. It'll start slow, but once the ball starts rolling, you'll never be out of work as long as you stay professional.
**tl dr;** Word of mouth, networking, social media, and professional attitudes. It'll start slow, but snowball quickly. | Freelance sites are shit - No one in the first world is able to compete with the prices quoted by developers in developing countries, because their cost of living is so low.
I relied almost exclusively on word of mouth and friends. Obviously, this depends on what your skillset is (Computer Science breaks down into many different worlds). In my case, it was primarily web development, which has a low-ish barrier to entry.
A friend needed a website? I built it, and ran it on my server.
That friend then recommended me to another friend who was starting a business. I built that site, and also ran it on my server, charging a monthly maintenance fee to build some passive income just for keeping her CMS up to date and automating a few backups and other scripts I never had to look at.
Then a different friend wanted to try building an SMS marketing system, and targetting SMB as clients. I built the entire thing from scratch, including a CMS for the clients, and a SOAP-based SMS delivery system. It was a great learning opportunity, and has since become one of my best portfolio trophies for job interviews.
After that, an old acquaintance of mine from University got back in touch, saying he needed help because his last developer bailed. This was my first client-from-hell, and another awesome learning opportunity.
After that, I'd gotten enough experience that my resume started to flesh out, and I had some talking points in the interview. I also started looking at RFP's to look for larger contracts.
Basically, word of mouth, and good networking behaviours will win you clients. Just toss your skills on Facebook, Linked In, etc saying you're open for projects, and hear some people out on offers. Never burn bridges, and be professional, no matter how long you've known the person. It'll start slow, but once the ball starts rolling, you'll never be out of work as long as you stay professional.
tl dr; Word of mouth, networking, social media, and professional attitudes. It'll start slow, but snowball quickly.
| cscareerquestions | t5_2sdpm | cbt03fi | Freelance sites are shit - No one in the first world is able to compete with the prices quoted by developers in developing countries, because their cost of living is so low.
I relied almost exclusively on word of mouth and friends. Obviously, this depends on what your skillset is (Computer Science breaks down into many different worlds). In my case, it was primarily web development, which has a low-ish barrier to entry.
A friend needed a website? I built it, and ran it on my server.
That friend then recommended me to another friend who was starting a business. I built that site, and also ran it on my server, charging a monthly maintenance fee to build some passive income just for keeping her CMS up to date and automating a few backups and other scripts I never had to look at.
Then a different friend wanted to try building an SMS marketing system, and targetting SMB as clients. I built the entire thing from scratch, including a CMS for the clients, and a SOAP-based SMS delivery system. It was a great learning opportunity, and has since become one of my best portfolio trophies for job interviews.
After that, an old acquaintance of mine from University got back in touch, saying he needed help because his last developer bailed. This was my first client-from-hell, and another awesome learning opportunity.
After that, I'd gotten enough experience that my resume started to flesh out, and I had some talking points in the interview. I also started looking at RFP's to look for larger contracts.
Basically, word of mouth, and good networking behaviours will win you clients. Just toss your skills on Facebook, Linked In, etc saying you're open for projects, and hear some people out on offers. Never burn bridges, and be professional, no matter how long you've known the person. It'll start slow, but once the ball starts rolling, you'll never be out of work as long as you stay professional. | Word of mouth, networking, social media, and professional attitudes. It'll start slow, but snowball quickly. |
PerturbedPlatypus | The other responses here explaining the small-scale details of electricity are great; look at those if that is what you want to know about. I am going to take a different tack, looking at the power grid and things you can see in daily life.
Essentially, we use electricity to separate power generation from its use. You may be familiar with connecting two electric motors together - turning one motor shaft causes the other to turn as well, because the motors are electromagnetically coupled, almost as if you had connected them mechanically with something like a car's transmission. You don't have to understand exactly *how* it works to know that it works (shit, I'm an electrical engineer, and I don't know all of the specifics of electromagnetic fields). The power grid just is a big version of this coupling effect.
Electric appliances are coupled, through the power grid, to huge generators that can be powered by large scale power plants. To give some perspective, the Navajo Generating Station, a large coal-fired plant in Arizona, can power over 500,000 American households. Each of those homes can run without creating any energy on site - their motors are spun and lights are lit by the generators being spun in a power plant hundreds of miles away.
I don't know how much sense that makes. **TL;DR**: the power grid is a fancy, weird equivalent of connecting big engines to lots of little motors and lights with mechanical connections. | The other responses here explaining the small-scale details of electricity are great; look at those if that is what you want to know about. I am going to take a different tack, looking at the power grid and things you can see in daily life.
Essentially, we use electricity to separate power generation from its use. You may be familiar with connecting two electric motors together - turning one motor shaft causes the other to turn as well, because the motors are electromagnetically coupled, almost as if you had connected them mechanically with something like a car's transmission. You don't have to understand exactly how it works to know that it works (shit, I'm an electrical engineer, and I don't know all of the specifics of electromagnetic fields). The power grid just is a big version of this coupling effect.
Electric appliances are coupled, through the power grid, to huge generators that can be powered by large scale power plants. To give some perspective, the Navajo Generating Station, a large coal-fired plant in Arizona, can power over 500,000 American households. Each of those homes can run without creating any energy on site - their motors are spun and lights are lit by the generators being spun in a power plant hundreds of miles away.
I don't know how much sense that makes. TL;DR : the power grid is a fancy, weird equivalent of connecting big engines to lots of little motors and lights with mechanical connections.
| explainlikeimfive | t5_2sokd | cbtao19 | The other responses here explaining the small-scale details of electricity are great; look at those if that is what you want to know about. I am going to take a different tack, looking at the power grid and things you can see in daily life.
Essentially, we use electricity to separate power generation from its use. You may be familiar with connecting two electric motors together - turning one motor shaft causes the other to turn as well, because the motors are electromagnetically coupled, almost as if you had connected them mechanically with something like a car's transmission. You don't have to understand exactly how it works to know that it works (shit, I'm an electrical engineer, and I don't know all of the specifics of electromagnetic fields). The power grid just is a big version of this coupling effect.
Electric appliances are coupled, through the power grid, to huge generators that can be powered by large scale power plants. To give some perspective, the Navajo Generating Station, a large coal-fired plant in Arizona, can power over 500,000 American households. Each of those homes can run without creating any energy on site - their motors are spun and lights are lit by the generators being spun in a power plant hundreds of miles away.
I don't know how much sense that makes. | the power grid is a fancy, weird equivalent of connecting big engines to lots of little motors and lights with mechanical connections. |
kampasta | so in diablo lore, angels are just as bad as demons. If demons beat the angels and won claim to sanctuary, sure sanctuary would become a chaotic bloodbath, and we can all agree that it's horrible. But if angels won, all of humanity would be enslaved by the angels (who see them as tainted and inferior), their nephalem powers once again restrained by a new worldstone, and they would be forced to live lives of servitude and worship. Any who stepped even a toe over the laws imposed by angels would be swiftly and mercilessly executed. Take the most racist, xenophobic thing can think of, multiply it by like 10, and then add that to imperious. That's what angels are like.
Moving on. If you're a fan of necromancer lore, you hear them constantly talking about "the balance" and how this mysterious thing must be defended. The fight between angels and demons is exactly what they're referring to. They know that the only hope for humanity is for *neither* side to win; both sides must remain evenly matched in a deadlock against each other so neither can turn their full attention to sanctuary. Their forces must remain "in balance". If heaven began to overtake hell, a dutiful necromancer would switch sides and begin assisting hell without a second thought. Naturally, sealing every prime evil simultaneously is seen as a pretty huge upset in this balance. Sure things seem cheery now, but what happens once the angels start looking to assert their dominance? You have to remember that tyrael is pretty unique in his fondness for humans, and as a mortal himself, he can only do so much.
By attacking tyrael and taking the black soulstone, malthael might not actually be evil; he could be working to preserve the balance necromancers know to be so important. Or, he could be yet another character that metzen corrupts with evil power so they could be the end boss of an expansion.
**TL;DR** going by diablo lore, malthael's actions are not evil at all, but actually necessary for the survival of humanity. | so in diablo lore, angels are just as bad as demons. If demons beat the angels and won claim to sanctuary, sure sanctuary would become a chaotic bloodbath, and we can all agree that it's horrible. But if angels won, all of humanity would be enslaved by the angels (who see them as tainted and inferior), their nephalem powers once again restrained by a new worldstone, and they would be forced to live lives of servitude and worship. Any who stepped even a toe over the laws imposed by angels would be swiftly and mercilessly executed. Take the most racist, xenophobic thing can think of, multiply it by like 10, and then add that to imperious. That's what angels are like.
Moving on. If you're a fan of necromancer lore, you hear them constantly talking about "the balance" and how this mysterious thing must be defended. The fight between angels and demons is exactly what they're referring to. They know that the only hope for humanity is for neither side to win; both sides must remain evenly matched in a deadlock against each other so neither can turn their full attention to sanctuary. Their forces must remain "in balance". If heaven began to overtake hell, a dutiful necromancer would switch sides and begin assisting hell without a second thought. Naturally, sealing every prime evil simultaneously is seen as a pretty huge upset in this balance. Sure things seem cheery now, but what happens once the angels start looking to assert their dominance? You have to remember that tyrael is pretty unique in his fondness for humans, and as a mortal himself, he can only do so much.
By attacking tyrael and taking the black soulstone, malthael might not actually be evil; he could be working to preserve the balance necromancers know to be so important. Or, he could be yet another character that metzen corrupts with evil power so they could be the end boss of an expansion.
TL;DR going by diablo lore, malthael's actions are not evil at all, but actually necessary for the survival of humanity.
| Diablo | t5_2qore | cbte8wa | so in diablo lore, angels are just as bad as demons. If demons beat the angels and won claim to sanctuary, sure sanctuary would become a chaotic bloodbath, and we can all agree that it's horrible. But if angels won, all of humanity would be enslaved by the angels (who see them as tainted and inferior), their nephalem powers once again restrained by a new worldstone, and they would be forced to live lives of servitude and worship. Any who stepped even a toe over the laws imposed by angels would be swiftly and mercilessly executed. Take the most racist, xenophobic thing can think of, multiply it by like 10, and then add that to imperious. That's what angels are like.
Moving on. If you're a fan of necromancer lore, you hear them constantly talking about "the balance" and how this mysterious thing must be defended. The fight between angels and demons is exactly what they're referring to. They know that the only hope for humanity is for neither side to win; both sides must remain evenly matched in a deadlock against each other so neither can turn their full attention to sanctuary. Their forces must remain "in balance". If heaven began to overtake hell, a dutiful necromancer would switch sides and begin assisting hell without a second thought. Naturally, sealing every prime evil simultaneously is seen as a pretty huge upset in this balance. Sure things seem cheery now, but what happens once the angels start looking to assert their dominance? You have to remember that tyrael is pretty unique in his fondness for humans, and as a mortal himself, he can only do so much.
By attacking tyrael and taking the black soulstone, malthael might not actually be evil; he could be working to preserve the balance necromancers know to be so important. Or, he could be yet another character that metzen corrupts with evil power so they could be the end boss of an expansion. | going by diablo lore, malthael's actions are not evil at all, but actually necessary for the survival of humanity. |
NovemberXSun | While I agree that I don't like how BM has handled some issues in the past, I don't think a coup is going to solve anything. Everyone will make mistakes, fingers will be pointing anyway. Lets just solve this as reasonable people.
So at least, here is what I propose. I enjoy BM and his videos. They are informative and actually influence my buying power. So I would like him to continue that, since it seems thats what he really enjoys doing. If we take away that from him, he will begrudgingly be the mod for this place. He won't enjoy it.
It shouldn't have to sacrifice something he enjoys.
Im sure his YouTube channel gets ad revenue. Or maybe it doesn't, I don't know for sure. But he's been upfront with us about it. He's not hiding that fact. And I've also seen other people's video reviews. So he's not deleting link posts to others reviews. Keep doing it Blue. I want you to enjoy gaming!
I also see the issue that Japan and the EU doesn't get so much coverage. Why not get 3 mods, each from zone, to cover this. That way, Blue doesn't have the supreme power.
All of these issues, plus the issue of the vita homebrew, I would like to hear the community speak. Even if we can at least vote who we want in, and what issues we can talk about here, and what kind of things aren't allowed here, I want us to have the choice. Its a fair chance for us to change the subreddit for the better.
We've always been a good community, I want us to come together even more. Lets find out how we can be better.
TL; DR if you can't bother to read a bit of text to make an informed decision, you won't be a good Mod. | While I agree that I don't like how BM has handled some issues in the past, I don't think a coup is going to solve anything. Everyone will make mistakes, fingers will be pointing anyway. Lets just solve this as reasonable people.
So at least, here is what I propose. I enjoy BM and his videos. They are informative and actually influence my buying power. So I would like him to continue that, since it seems thats what he really enjoys doing. If we take away that from him, he will begrudgingly be the mod for this place. He won't enjoy it.
It shouldn't have to sacrifice something he enjoys.
Im sure his YouTube channel gets ad revenue. Or maybe it doesn't, I don't know for sure. But he's been upfront with us about it. He's not hiding that fact. And I've also seen other people's video reviews. So he's not deleting link posts to others reviews. Keep doing it Blue. I want you to enjoy gaming!
I also see the issue that Japan and the EU doesn't get so much coverage. Why not get 3 mods, each from zone, to cover this. That way, Blue doesn't have the supreme power.
All of these issues, plus the issue of the vita homebrew, I would like to hear the community speak. Even if we can at least vote who we want in, and what issues we can talk about here, and what kind of things aren't allowed here, I want us to have the choice. Its a fair chance for us to change the subreddit for the better.
We've always been a good community, I want us to come together even more. Lets find out how we can be better.
TL; DR if you can't bother to read a bit of text to make an informed decision, you won't be a good Mod.
| vita | t5_2sjmv | cbtqj25 | While I agree that I don't like how BM has handled some issues in the past, I don't think a coup is going to solve anything. Everyone will make mistakes, fingers will be pointing anyway. Lets just solve this as reasonable people.
So at least, here is what I propose. I enjoy BM and his videos. They are informative and actually influence my buying power. So I would like him to continue that, since it seems thats what he really enjoys doing. If we take away that from him, he will begrudgingly be the mod for this place. He won't enjoy it.
It shouldn't have to sacrifice something he enjoys.
Im sure his YouTube channel gets ad revenue. Or maybe it doesn't, I don't know for sure. But he's been upfront with us about it. He's not hiding that fact. And I've also seen other people's video reviews. So he's not deleting link posts to others reviews. Keep doing it Blue. I want you to enjoy gaming!
I also see the issue that Japan and the EU doesn't get so much coverage. Why not get 3 mods, each from zone, to cover this. That way, Blue doesn't have the supreme power.
All of these issues, plus the issue of the vita homebrew, I would like to hear the community speak. Even if we can at least vote who we want in, and what issues we can talk about here, and what kind of things aren't allowed here, I want us to have the choice. Its a fair chance for us to change the subreddit for the better.
We've always been a good community, I want us to come together even more. Lets find out how we can be better. | if you can't bother to read a bit of text to make an informed decision, you won't be a good Mod. |
Mind101 | I had a FB account for playing Mafia and stuff back in 2010., and among other people i accepted a friend request from a Filipino woman in her 40s. I kept playing the game and adding perfect strangers to my roster of "friends" so i could play better, and all was fine and well for a time.
After a couple of weeks she starts a chat with me, not knowing why we were friends etc. So i explain to her that she added me after a request on the forums and so forth. I'm having a nice normal conversation with her, and she starts going on about how really polite i am. This struck me as strange since i didn't go out of my way to be polite or anything, just basic common courtesy. I chalked it up to a cultural thing and went on my mery way.
Then the next day she starts chatting again. Her English isn't that good so i help her with some words. She becomes ecstatic at this, thanking me, praising my politeness etc. I am weirded out by then, but bring the conversation to an end normally.
A few days pass, and i assumed that she wouldn't be bothering me again. I assumed wrong. Now, I realize that by the third time i should have broken of all contact and stopped it right there, but i found it kinda cool to be able to talk to someone from a culture i knew nothing about. So i asked her about how she lived, her interests etc. It was interesting for a time or two, she even tried to teach me a few words in Tagalog (which i am sorry to say i forgot in the meantime), but she started getting pushy.
She practically started begging me to call her so she could hear my voice, i couldn't log into that FB account because as soon as she would see me she would start bombarding me with messages, sending me pictures of her house, family etc. She even told me that a friend of hers pretended to be her in a previous conversation so she (the friend) could see how "polite" i was... That's when i realized that this was extremely unhealthy and deleted the account altogether.
Myla, if you are reading this, you were one strange lady.
TL;DR apparently, Filipinos find politeness strange and irresistible.
EDIT - this has blown up, so i feel i need to put down a little more info since some of you think her to be a woman desperate to get married. First of all i'm from Croatia, and she knew this, so i don't think that location had anything to do with it. Second, her husband was a doctor and they were going to move to London for a year or something, so she definitely wasn't poor. You be the judge if this makes her more or less creepy. | I had a FB account for playing Mafia and stuff back in 2010., and among other people i accepted a friend request from a Filipino woman in her 40s. I kept playing the game and adding perfect strangers to my roster of "friends" so i could play better, and all was fine and well for a time.
After a couple of weeks she starts a chat with me, not knowing why we were friends etc. So i explain to her that she added me after a request on the forums and so forth. I'm having a nice normal conversation with her, and she starts going on about how really polite i am. This struck me as strange since i didn't go out of my way to be polite or anything, just basic common courtesy. I chalked it up to a cultural thing and went on my mery way.
Then the next day she starts chatting again. Her English isn't that good so i help her with some words. She becomes ecstatic at this, thanking me, praising my politeness etc. I am weirded out by then, but bring the conversation to an end normally.
A few days pass, and i assumed that she wouldn't be bothering me again. I assumed wrong. Now, I realize that by the third time i should have broken of all contact and stopped it right there, but i found it kinda cool to be able to talk to someone from a culture i knew nothing about. So i asked her about how she lived, her interests etc. It was interesting for a time or two, she even tried to teach me a few words in Tagalog (which i am sorry to say i forgot in the meantime), but she started getting pushy.
She practically started begging me to call her so she could hear my voice, i couldn't log into that FB account because as soon as she would see me she would start bombarding me with messages, sending me pictures of her house, family etc. She even told me that a friend of hers pretended to be her in a previous conversation so she (the friend) could see how "polite" i was... That's when i realized that this was extremely unhealthy and deleted the account altogether.
Myla, if you are reading this, you were one strange lady.
TL;DR apparently, Filipinos find politeness strange and irresistible.
EDIT - this has blown up, so i feel i need to put down a little more info since some of you think her to be a woman desperate to get married. First of all i'm from Croatia, and she knew this, so i don't think that location had anything to do with it. Second, her husband was a doctor and they were going to move to London for a year or something, so she definitely wasn't poor. You be the judge if this makes her more or less creepy.
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbtpep4 | I had a FB account for playing Mafia and stuff back in 2010., and among other people i accepted a friend request from a Filipino woman in her 40s. I kept playing the game and adding perfect strangers to my roster of "friends" so i could play better, and all was fine and well for a time.
After a couple of weeks she starts a chat with me, not knowing why we were friends etc. So i explain to her that she added me after a request on the forums and so forth. I'm having a nice normal conversation with her, and she starts going on about how really polite i am. This struck me as strange since i didn't go out of my way to be polite or anything, just basic common courtesy. I chalked it up to a cultural thing and went on my mery way.
Then the next day she starts chatting again. Her English isn't that good so i help her with some words. She becomes ecstatic at this, thanking me, praising my politeness etc. I am weirded out by then, but bring the conversation to an end normally.
A few days pass, and i assumed that she wouldn't be bothering me again. I assumed wrong. Now, I realize that by the third time i should have broken of all contact and stopped it right there, but i found it kinda cool to be able to talk to someone from a culture i knew nothing about. So i asked her about how she lived, her interests etc. It was interesting for a time or two, she even tried to teach me a few words in Tagalog (which i am sorry to say i forgot in the meantime), but she started getting pushy.
She practically started begging me to call her so she could hear my voice, i couldn't log into that FB account because as soon as she would see me she would start bombarding me with messages, sending me pictures of her house, family etc. She even told me that a friend of hers pretended to be her in a previous conversation so she (the friend) could see how "polite" i was... That's when i realized that this was extremely unhealthy and deleted the account altogether.
Myla, if you are reading this, you were one strange lady. | apparently, Filipinos find politeness strange and irresistible.
EDIT - this has blown up, so i feel i need to put down a little more info since some of you think her to be a woman desperate to get married. First of all i'm from Croatia, and she knew this, so i don't think that location had anything to do with it. Second, her husband was a doctor and they were going to move to London for a year or something, so she definitely wasn't poor. You be the judge if this makes her more or less creepy. |
spleenandpie | About a year ago I was browsing reddit and I saw a historical picture that was taken on the same day as my birthday (I think it was of a bunch of burning tires). I decided to look through the comments and found that it was empty except for just one comment saying "that is my birthday". Since the post was pretty much dead I didn't see much harm in shitposting and saying "mine too". I decide to look through his history to see if we are similar in any other ways. All of his post were in some husky men semi nsfw subreddit. In fact he made the subreddit. I look closer and see he is the only one posting in this subreddit. There are tons of pictures of this large guy (I assume it was him) in tighty whities doing all sorts of sexual/weird poses. I jokingly replyed to the original comment "nice posts" (or something along the lines of that) and he replyed "You are Alice and you have fallen into my rabbit hole ;)"
This may not be very creepy compared to other things on the internet but that last comment bothered me for a few days.
TL;DR I fell into a husky guy's hole
EDIT: After further investigation it seems that my brain fabricated the part about there being one comment. Also, my original reply was "oh god I wish I never looked at your posts...". He then replyd to that saying "You're Alice, and my history is the rabbit hole, have fun." | About a year ago I was browsing reddit and I saw a historical picture that was taken on the same day as my birthday (I think it was of a bunch of burning tires). I decided to look through the comments and found that it was empty except for just one comment saying "that is my birthday". Since the post was pretty much dead I didn't see much harm in shitposting and saying "mine too". I decide to look through his history to see if we are similar in any other ways. All of his post were in some husky men semi nsfw subreddit. In fact he made the subreddit. I look closer and see he is the only one posting in this subreddit. There are tons of pictures of this large guy (I assume it was him) in tighty whities doing all sorts of sexual/weird poses. I jokingly replyed to the original comment "nice posts" (or something along the lines of that) and he replyed "You are Alice and you have fallen into my rabbit hole ;)"
This may not be very creepy compared to other things on the internet but that last comment bothered me for a few days.
TL;DR I fell into a husky guy's hole
EDIT: After further investigation it seems that my brain fabricated the part about there being one comment. Also, my original reply was "oh god I wish I never looked at your posts...". He then replyd to that saying "You're Alice, and my history is the rabbit hole, have fun."
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbtpmok | About a year ago I was browsing reddit and I saw a historical picture that was taken on the same day as my birthday (I think it was of a bunch of burning tires). I decided to look through the comments and found that it was empty except for just one comment saying "that is my birthday". Since the post was pretty much dead I didn't see much harm in shitposting and saying "mine too". I decide to look through his history to see if we are similar in any other ways. All of his post were in some husky men semi nsfw subreddit. In fact he made the subreddit. I look closer and see he is the only one posting in this subreddit. There are tons of pictures of this large guy (I assume it was him) in tighty whities doing all sorts of sexual/weird poses. I jokingly replyed to the original comment "nice posts" (or something along the lines of that) and he replyed "You are Alice and you have fallen into my rabbit hole ;)"
This may not be very creepy compared to other things on the internet but that last comment bothered me for a few days. | I fell into a husky guy's hole
EDIT: After further investigation it seems that my brain fabricated the part about there being one comment. Also, my original reply was "oh god I wish I never looked at your posts...". He then replyd to that saying "You're Alice, and my history is the rabbit hole, have fun." |
trashleyy | i'm participating in a fairly large internship for college students right now and i once belonged to a facebook group that allowed its members to socialize and ask each other for help with things that they were confused about. we're all set up in a dorm-type system here so there were a lot of dumb questions -- "is bedding provided? why do we have to bring our own routers? will they help me buy food?"
so i was never rude to a dumb question asker, but i did make a few light jokes in the comments such as "do i need to bring air? i'm confused, does [company] provide it for us?" shortly thereafter, i received a message from the most racist fake facebook i have ever laid eyes on. it was a very rude and harassing message about my appearance and how i shouldn't be allowed to do this internship, and how the person was going to report me and get me fired. he kept on messaging me after i asked him to stop, still harassing me, and then said "xxxx, eh?" he told me it was the wrong conversation, but it clicked that this dude had the last four digits of my phone number.
and then he said "never mind, i'm not mad! see you in florida. also enjoy the pizza. if we ever do become friends at the internship, you'll never know this was me."
and then a pizza arrived at my fuckin house. i have no idea who this gentleman was and i don't think i ever will, but i definitely watch my back here. i googled myself, searched high and low, and i couldn't find my own address, and domino's wouldn't tell me the name of the cardholder who bought the pizza.
**tl;dr** accidentally pissed off a random dude on fb, so as revenge he harassed me and sent me a pizza to scare me | i'm participating in a fairly large internship for college students right now and i once belonged to a facebook group that allowed its members to socialize and ask each other for help with things that they were confused about. we're all set up in a dorm-type system here so there were a lot of dumb questions -- "is bedding provided? why do we have to bring our own routers? will they help me buy food?"
so i was never rude to a dumb question asker, but i did make a few light jokes in the comments such as "do i need to bring air? i'm confused, does [company] provide it for us?" shortly thereafter, i received a message from the most racist fake facebook i have ever laid eyes on. it was a very rude and harassing message about my appearance and how i shouldn't be allowed to do this internship, and how the person was going to report me and get me fired. he kept on messaging me after i asked him to stop, still harassing me, and then said "xxxx, eh?" he told me it was the wrong conversation, but it clicked that this dude had the last four digits of my phone number.
and then he said "never mind, i'm not mad! see you in florida. also enjoy the pizza. if we ever do become friends at the internship, you'll never know this was me."
and then a pizza arrived at my fuckin house. i have no idea who this gentleman was and i don't think i ever will, but i definitely watch my back here. i googled myself, searched high and low, and i couldn't find my own address, and domino's wouldn't tell me the name of the cardholder who bought the pizza.
tl;dr accidentally pissed off a random dude on fb, so as revenge he harassed me and sent me a pizza to scare me
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbtq3ut | i'm participating in a fairly large internship for college students right now and i once belonged to a facebook group that allowed its members to socialize and ask each other for help with things that they were confused about. we're all set up in a dorm-type system here so there were a lot of dumb questions -- "is bedding provided? why do we have to bring our own routers? will they help me buy food?"
so i was never rude to a dumb question asker, but i did make a few light jokes in the comments such as "do i need to bring air? i'm confused, does [company] provide it for us?" shortly thereafter, i received a message from the most racist fake facebook i have ever laid eyes on. it was a very rude and harassing message about my appearance and how i shouldn't be allowed to do this internship, and how the person was going to report me and get me fired. he kept on messaging me after i asked him to stop, still harassing me, and then said "xxxx, eh?" he told me it was the wrong conversation, but it clicked that this dude had the last four digits of my phone number.
and then he said "never mind, i'm not mad! see you in florida. also enjoy the pizza. if we ever do become friends at the internship, you'll never know this was me."
and then a pizza arrived at my fuckin house. i have no idea who this gentleman was and i don't think i ever will, but i definitely watch my back here. i googled myself, searched high and low, and i couldn't find my own address, and domino's wouldn't tell me the name of the cardholder who bought the pizza. | accidentally pissed off a random dude on fb, so as revenge he harassed me and sent me a pizza to scare me |
WaltChamberlin | While I was in the military, one of my co-workers/mentors was a Fillipino guy. We will call him R. We were stationed in South Korea where there are a lot of Fillipino women looking for Americans (juicys,
While I tended to stay away from these women, they were magnetized by R as an American- Fillipino guy in the U.S. military. Long story short, he was very popular with these Fillipino women. He tended to pull some sketchy maneuvers with them, like starting a relationship with them on the internet and then cutting all contact.
Fast forward 4 years. I'm living in Germany, out of the military for 2 years. I haven't spoken to R for those 4 years since I left South Korea. We were, at some point, Facebook friends, but he had since deleted me (about a year before this event). I did have one photo of him still on my Facebook, but he WAS NOT TAGGED IN IT.
It's about 11pm, Germany time, when I get a message from a random girl on Facebook. "hi sir" is all she wrote. I didn't respond.
A few days later "hi sir". This time I felt compelled to answer, so I just said "hi" back. She saw the message, as confirmed by the little check mark and "Seen at: time" that was displayed. No answer.
The next day "hi sir". I respond "Hi, do I know you?" not wanting to be rude, and also feeling a little uneasy but intrigued. Then it happened. She went on a huge rant in broken, extremely awkward use of language rant about how she knows a guy named R, knows we served together in South Korea and that she knows that because I have a picture of him on my facebook. (I thought my facebook was on private, apparently not).
She said that they had fallen in love through the internet, and that he flew to see her in the Phillipines. Once he came back from the Phillipines, he apparently cut all contact with her.
She was desperate to find him. She asked me if I knew his whereabouts. I explained to her that first, I was weirded out that she was contacting me because I don't even know how she found me. Second, I haven't talked to him in at least 4 years.
She hit me with some melodramatic "my heart is breaking, I'm losing it, this is so hard". Then she told me that R had told her he was leaving for Iraq and didn't know when he would be back again. I know he had gone to Iraq in the year prior because of some mutual friends. She had thought he died there.
We left the conversation for a few days, when she messaged me again. "hi sir". I ignored it.
The next day "hi sir", ignored.
Fast forward 2 weeks down the line and 2 weeks worth of "hi sir" ignored. If you asked why I didn't block her a long time ago, I can't tell you. I was intrigued, even while ignoring her "hi sir". I wanted to see if she could find him.
Finally, I decided to respond. We begin talking in her overly respective, awkward and melodramatic emotional English. She starts telling me how she is lost without him, how she is worthless, how she can't go on any more. Then she dropped the bombshell on me "If I don't find R I'm going to kill myself". I decided that now would be a good time to cut contact. I told her "Please seek professional help, I cannot help you. I don't know where he is. Please stop contacting me, and call a medical professional".
She never messaged me again.
TL,DR: Fillipino women are INSANE. | While I was in the military, one of my co-workers/mentors was a Fillipino guy. We will call him R. We were stationed in South Korea where there are a lot of Fillipino women looking for Americans (juicys,
While I tended to stay away from these women, they were magnetized by R as an American- Fillipino guy in the U.S. military. Long story short, he was very popular with these Fillipino women. He tended to pull some sketchy maneuvers with them, like starting a relationship with them on the internet and then cutting all contact.
Fast forward 4 years. I'm living in Germany, out of the military for 2 years. I haven't spoken to R for those 4 years since I left South Korea. We were, at some point, Facebook friends, but he had since deleted me (about a year before this event). I did have one photo of him still on my Facebook, but he WAS NOT TAGGED IN IT.
It's about 11pm, Germany time, when I get a message from a random girl on Facebook. "hi sir" is all she wrote. I didn't respond.
A few days later "hi sir". This time I felt compelled to answer, so I just said "hi" back. She saw the message, as confirmed by the little check mark and "Seen at: time" that was displayed. No answer.
The next day "hi sir". I respond "Hi, do I know you?" not wanting to be rude, and also feeling a little uneasy but intrigued. Then it happened. She went on a huge rant in broken, extremely awkward use of language rant about how she knows a guy named R, knows we served together in South Korea and that she knows that because I have a picture of him on my facebook. (I thought my facebook was on private, apparently not).
She said that they had fallen in love through the internet, and that he flew to see her in the Phillipines. Once he came back from the Phillipines, he apparently cut all contact with her.
She was desperate to find him. She asked me if I knew his whereabouts. I explained to her that first, I was weirded out that she was contacting me because I don't even know how she found me. Second, I haven't talked to him in at least 4 years.
She hit me with some melodramatic "my heart is breaking, I'm losing it, this is so hard". Then she told me that R had told her he was leaving for Iraq and didn't know when he would be back again. I know he had gone to Iraq in the year prior because of some mutual friends. She had thought he died there.
We left the conversation for a few days, when she messaged me again. "hi sir". I ignored it.
The next day "hi sir", ignored.
Fast forward 2 weeks down the line and 2 weeks worth of "hi sir" ignored. If you asked why I didn't block her a long time ago, I can't tell you. I was intrigued, even while ignoring her "hi sir". I wanted to see if she could find him.
Finally, I decided to respond. We begin talking in her overly respective, awkward and melodramatic emotional English. She starts telling me how she is lost without him, how she is worthless, how she can't go on any more. Then she dropped the bombshell on me "If I don't find R I'm going to kill myself". I decided that now would be a good time to cut contact. I told her "Please seek professional help, I cannot help you. I don't know where he is. Please stop contacting me, and call a medical professional".
She never messaged me again.
TL,DR: Fillipino women are INSANE.
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbtqbk4 | While I was in the military, one of my co-workers/mentors was a Fillipino guy. We will call him R. We were stationed in South Korea where there are a lot of Fillipino women looking for Americans (juicys,
While I tended to stay away from these women, they were magnetized by R as an American- Fillipino guy in the U.S. military. Long story short, he was very popular with these Fillipino women. He tended to pull some sketchy maneuvers with them, like starting a relationship with them on the internet and then cutting all contact.
Fast forward 4 years. I'm living in Germany, out of the military for 2 years. I haven't spoken to R for those 4 years since I left South Korea. We were, at some point, Facebook friends, but he had since deleted me (about a year before this event). I did have one photo of him still on my Facebook, but he WAS NOT TAGGED IN IT.
It's about 11pm, Germany time, when I get a message from a random girl on Facebook. "hi sir" is all she wrote. I didn't respond.
A few days later "hi sir". This time I felt compelled to answer, so I just said "hi" back. She saw the message, as confirmed by the little check mark and "Seen at: time" that was displayed. No answer.
The next day "hi sir". I respond "Hi, do I know you?" not wanting to be rude, and also feeling a little uneasy but intrigued. Then it happened. She went on a huge rant in broken, extremely awkward use of language rant about how she knows a guy named R, knows we served together in South Korea and that she knows that because I have a picture of him on my facebook. (I thought my facebook was on private, apparently not).
She said that they had fallen in love through the internet, and that he flew to see her in the Phillipines. Once he came back from the Phillipines, he apparently cut all contact with her.
She was desperate to find him. She asked me if I knew his whereabouts. I explained to her that first, I was weirded out that she was contacting me because I don't even know how she found me. Second, I haven't talked to him in at least 4 years.
She hit me with some melodramatic "my heart is breaking, I'm losing it, this is so hard". Then she told me that R had told her he was leaving for Iraq and didn't know when he would be back again. I know he had gone to Iraq in the year prior because of some mutual friends. She had thought he died there.
We left the conversation for a few days, when she messaged me again. "hi sir". I ignored it.
The next day "hi sir", ignored.
Fast forward 2 weeks down the line and 2 weeks worth of "hi sir" ignored. If you asked why I didn't block her a long time ago, I can't tell you. I was intrigued, even while ignoring her "hi sir". I wanted to see if she could find him.
Finally, I decided to respond. We begin talking in her overly respective, awkward and melodramatic emotional English. She starts telling me how she is lost without him, how she is worthless, how she can't go on any more. Then she dropped the bombshell on me "If I don't find R I'm going to kill myself". I decided that now would be a good time to cut contact. I told her "Please seek professional help, I cannot help you. I don't know where he is. Please stop contacting me, and call a medical professional".
She never messaged me again. | Fillipino women are INSANE. |
kickedykat | I used to play this little online game where you had sprites that could do basic movements, like walk around, sit, lay down. I played it often with this girl I knew who lived out of state and although we had never met in real life, we knew a few things about each other (we'd met on neopets really young, haha). We just met this one character on the game named Mirana and she was very weird - like not very socially adept. My friend and I were convinced she was AI because she never answered our questions and we eventually asked her which she didn't deny. Many events string along because we kept talking to her afterwards whenever she was on and she slipped up and said a lot of personal information about my friend. Then a few things about me, which scared us. She apologized and said she would never see us again and left. It was weird.
TL;DR some online person wasnt AI and knew a lot of personal things about a friend and I. | I used to play this little online game where you had sprites that could do basic movements, like walk around, sit, lay down. I played it often with this girl I knew who lived out of state and although we had never met in real life, we knew a few things about each other (we'd met on neopets really young, haha). We just met this one character on the game named Mirana and she was very weird - like not very socially adept. My friend and I were convinced she was AI because she never answered our questions and we eventually asked her which she didn't deny. Many events string along because we kept talking to her afterwards whenever she was on and she slipped up and said a lot of personal information about my friend. Then a few things about me, which scared us. She apologized and said she would never see us again and left. It was weird.
TL;DR some online person wasnt AI and knew a lot of personal things about a friend and I.
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbtqifz | I used to play this little online game where you had sprites that could do basic movements, like walk around, sit, lay down. I played it often with this girl I knew who lived out of state and although we had never met in real life, we knew a few things about each other (we'd met on neopets really young, haha). We just met this one character on the game named Mirana and she was very weird - like not very socially adept. My friend and I were convinced she was AI because she never answered our questions and we eventually asked her which she didn't deny. Many events string along because we kept talking to her afterwards whenever she was on and she slipped up and said a lot of personal information about my friend. Then a few things about me, which scared us. She apologized and said she would never see us again and left. It was weird. | some online person wasnt AI and knew a lot of personal things about a friend and I. |
Dicksmash-McIroncock | When I was ~16 this 40-something year old man from Turkey started messaging me on Facebook. He didn't add me, just messages. Being a doe-eyed teenager, I assumed the best so I chatted with him. Nothing personal, just what are my hobbies and such. Then he asked, completely out of the blue, if we could have sex.
Wait what? But you live in Turkey. Aren't there 16 year old Turkish girls to harass? I said no, he kept persisting. He said that it wasn't a problem if I was a virgin, that I could make that my gift to him. I kept saying no, he said he would pay me for my virginity. He kept offering numbers to me, they got pretty high. I believe the last number was somewhere around $5000.
He kept messaging me until I got one of my male friends to add him and pretend he was the son of some federal agent. I'm still hugely creeped out by this guy five years later.
TL;DR, middle aged Turkish man offers to buy my 16 year old virginity. | When I was ~16 this 40-something year old man from Turkey started messaging me on Facebook. He didn't add me, just messages. Being a doe-eyed teenager, I assumed the best so I chatted with him. Nothing personal, just what are my hobbies and such. Then he asked, completely out of the blue, if we could have sex.
Wait what? But you live in Turkey. Aren't there 16 year old Turkish girls to harass? I said no, he kept persisting. He said that it wasn't a problem if I was a virgin, that I could make that my gift to him. I kept saying no, he said he would pay me for my virginity. He kept offering numbers to me, they got pretty high. I believe the last number was somewhere around $5000.
He kept messaging me until I got one of my male friends to add him and pretend he was the son of some federal agent. I'm still hugely creeped out by this guy five years later.
TL;DR, middle aged Turkish man offers to buy my 16 year old virginity.
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbtqqba | When I was ~16 this 40-something year old man from Turkey started messaging me on Facebook. He didn't add me, just messages. Being a doe-eyed teenager, I assumed the best so I chatted with him. Nothing personal, just what are my hobbies and such. Then he asked, completely out of the blue, if we could have sex.
Wait what? But you live in Turkey. Aren't there 16 year old Turkish girls to harass? I said no, he kept persisting. He said that it wasn't a problem if I was a virgin, that I could make that my gift to him. I kept saying no, he said he would pay me for my virginity. He kept offering numbers to me, they got pretty high. I believe the last number was somewhere around $5000.
He kept messaging me until I got one of my male friends to add him and pretend he was the son of some federal agent. I'm still hugely creeped out by this guy five years later. | middle aged Turkish man offers to buy my 16 year old virginity. |
ariiiiigold | When I was 14 or so - my brother introduced me to the Internet. I spent most of my time on MSN messenger sending strings of emoticons to girls that I liked and playing games on miniclip.com. I later discovered MSN *chatrooms* - where I became a regular under the handle 'CoolBoy362'. I spent most of my time posting mindless shit and harassing people by telling them that they were cuntmuffins (an insult introduced to me by my older brother).
It was around this time that I became friends with a guy called David. He was my age, shared the same interests as me, and seemed like an affable kid. Except that he was actually a 52-year-old from Luton. I know this because he began to e-mail me asking for pictures of myself in various stages of undress. Now although I was 14, I wasn't a complete twat. I sent him pictures of toasters (they were already saved on the desktop, my parents were shopping for toasters), and never ventured onto the chatroom again. I also emailed him back saying that my brother was going to "fuck him up and burn him alive" and that I would be reporting him to the police, but I never heard back from him strangely enough. I do wonder what he's up to nowadays.
**tl;dr** toasters | When I was 14 or so - my brother introduced me to the Internet. I spent most of my time on MSN messenger sending strings of emoticons to girls that I liked and playing games on miniclip.com. I later discovered MSN chatrooms - where I became a regular under the handle 'CoolBoy362'. I spent most of my time posting mindless shit and harassing people by telling them that they were cuntmuffins (an insult introduced to me by my older brother).
It was around this time that I became friends with a guy called David. He was my age, shared the same interests as me, and seemed like an affable kid. Except that he was actually a 52-year-old from Luton. I know this because he began to e-mail me asking for pictures of myself in various stages of undress. Now although I was 14, I wasn't a complete twat. I sent him pictures of toasters (they were already saved on the desktop, my parents were shopping for toasters), and never ventured onto the chatroom again. I also emailed him back saying that my brother was going to "fuck him up and burn him alive" and that I would be reporting him to the police, but I never heard back from him strangely enough. I do wonder what he's up to nowadays.
tl;dr toasters
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbtqugn | When I was 14 or so - my brother introduced me to the Internet. I spent most of my time on MSN messenger sending strings of emoticons to girls that I liked and playing games on miniclip.com. I later discovered MSN chatrooms - where I became a regular under the handle 'CoolBoy362'. I spent most of my time posting mindless shit and harassing people by telling them that they were cuntmuffins (an insult introduced to me by my older brother).
It was around this time that I became friends with a guy called David. He was my age, shared the same interests as me, and seemed like an affable kid. Except that he was actually a 52-year-old from Luton. I know this because he began to e-mail me asking for pictures of myself in various stages of undress. Now although I was 14, I wasn't a complete twat. I sent him pictures of toasters (they were already saved on the desktop, my parents were shopping for toasters), and never ventured onto the chatroom again. I also emailed him back saying that my brother was going to "fuck him up and burn him alive" and that I would be reporting him to the police, but I never heard back from him strangely enough. I do wonder what he's up to nowadays. | toasters |
chiralcompound | More sad than scary, but here goes....
So about 10 years ago, I used to chat with this girl who was about 6 years younger than me, and seemed like she needed a friend. She originally messaged me telling me that she had read my online journal ('cause that was a thing back then, before we had the word 'blog') for about 2 years before we ever talked, and that she really liked what I wrote, and that it helped her a lot through some of the things she went through. She was shy, and finally worked up the courage to message me. I found it to be flattering, and could tell she needed a friend. We would always chat, sometimes for a long time, when she was online and this went on for years.
She had such a kind heart, and I always saw a lot of potential in her. I tried to be a good influence on her, and listen to her if she needed a shoulder regarding a lot of the problems she had at home and school. We ended up becoming very close.
She was the type of person who was pretty naieve regarding anything relating to sex or sexuality. We never talked about those kinds of things, but it's clear that she had a very childlike view of human sexuality, and was very morally rigid. She also had a strained relationship with her mom.....and while there was no sign that she was being openly abused that I could see from our conversations, some of the things she had said about her mom were odd and a little disturbing. I remember once she told me that her mom would walk around naked in front of her and her siblings, and that it was normal for her to see her family naked.
One day she messaged me and told me that she'd found some pictures on her mother's computer....of her face photoshopped onto some nude models. Since she was underage, I encouraged her to tell her dad and go to the police. My heart breaks just thinking about it...I don't think she realised the full ramifications of what she had uncovered. I did some independent searching and found that her OWN MOTHER had been posting photoshopped nudes of her teenage daughter using her REAL NAME on forums online...it was horrifying. You could literally search for this girl's name and it was among the first things that popped up on a search engine. There was no indication that the model was underage, but her face was photoshopped onto it. I recognised the photo of her from her myspace page. Again, I don't think she fully understood exactly what was happening at the time, but I realized that I had no choice but to tell her what I found....
She ended up telling her dad, and going to the police. Not long after that, her mother was arrested for manufacturing child pornography.
We stopped talking not long after, idk why, but I know that all of this was very hard on her. One day she just messaged me out of the blue and told me we couldn't talk anymore. I understood, and I suspect that it has something to do with what happened with her mom...
I still think about her sometimes and hope that she's doing okay in life.
*TL;DR - teenage girl's mom was photoshopping pictures of her daughter onto nude models and posting them on exhibitionists forums online...under her real name.* | More sad than scary, but here goes....
So about 10 years ago, I used to chat with this girl who was about 6 years younger than me, and seemed like she needed a friend. She originally messaged me telling me that she had read my online journal ('cause that was a thing back then, before we had the word 'blog') for about 2 years before we ever talked, and that she really liked what I wrote, and that it helped her a lot through some of the things she went through. She was shy, and finally worked up the courage to message me. I found it to be flattering, and could tell she needed a friend. We would always chat, sometimes for a long time, when she was online and this went on for years.
She had such a kind heart, and I always saw a lot of potential in her. I tried to be a good influence on her, and listen to her if she needed a shoulder regarding a lot of the problems she had at home and school. We ended up becoming very close.
She was the type of person who was pretty naieve regarding anything relating to sex or sexuality. We never talked about those kinds of things, but it's clear that she had a very childlike view of human sexuality, and was very morally rigid. She also had a strained relationship with her mom.....and while there was no sign that she was being openly abused that I could see from our conversations, some of the things she had said about her mom were odd and a little disturbing. I remember once she told me that her mom would walk around naked in front of her and her siblings, and that it was normal for her to see her family naked.
One day she messaged me and told me that she'd found some pictures on her mother's computer....of her face photoshopped onto some nude models. Since she was underage, I encouraged her to tell her dad and go to the police. My heart breaks just thinking about it...I don't think she realised the full ramifications of what she had uncovered. I did some independent searching and found that her OWN MOTHER had been posting photoshopped nudes of her teenage daughter using her REAL NAME on forums online...it was horrifying. You could literally search for this girl's name and it was among the first things that popped up on a search engine. There was no indication that the model was underage, but her face was photoshopped onto it. I recognised the photo of her from her myspace page. Again, I don't think she fully understood exactly what was happening at the time, but I realized that I had no choice but to tell her what I found....
She ended up telling her dad, and going to the police. Not long after that, her mother was arrested for manufacturing child pornography.
We stopped talking not long after, idk why, but I know that all of this was very hard on her. One day she just messaged me out of the blue and told me we couldn't talk anymore. I understood, and I suspect that it has something to do with what happened with her mom...
I still think about her sometimes and hope that she's doing okay in life.
TL;DR - teenage girl's mom was photoshopping pictures of her daughter onto nude models and posting them on exhibitionists forums online...under her real name.
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbtr68x | More sad than scary, but here goes....
So about 10 years ago, I used to chat with this girl who was about 6 years younger than me, and seemed like she needed a friend. She originally messaged me telling me that she had read my online journal ('cause that was a thing back then, before we had the word 'blog') for about 2 years before we ever talked, and that she really liked what I wrote, and that it helped her a lot through some of the things she went through. She was shy, and finally worked up the courage to message me. I found it to be flattering, and could tell she needed a friend. We would always chat, sometimes for a long time, when she was online and this went on for years.
She had such a kind heart, and I always saw a lot of potential in her. I tried to be a good influence on her, and listen to her if she needed a shoulder regarding a lot of the problems she had at home and school. We ended up becoming very close.
She was the type of person who was pretty naieve regarding anything relating to sex or sexuality. We never talked about those kinds of things, but it's clear that she had a very childlike view of human sexuality, and was very morally rigid. She also had a strained relationship with her mom.....and while there was no sign that she was being openly abused that I could see from our conversations, some of the things she had said about her mom were odd and a little disturbing. I remember once she told me that her mom would walk around naked in front of her and her siblings, and that it was normal for her to see her family naked.
One day she messaged me and told me that she'd found some pictures on her mother's computer....of her face photoshopped onto some nude models. Since she was underage, I encouraged her to tell her dad and go to the police. My heart breaks just thinking about it...I don't think she realised the full ramifications of what she had uncovered. I did some independent searching and found that her OWN MOTHER had been posting photoshopped nudes of her teenage daughter using her REAL NAME on forums online...it was horrifying. You could literally search for this girl's name and it was among the first things that popped up on a search engine. There was no indication that the model was underage, but her face was photoshopped onto it. I recognised the photo of her from her myspace page. Again, I don't think she fully understood exactly what was happening at the time, but I realized that I had no choice but to tell her what I found....
She ended up telling her dad, and going to the police. Not long after that, her mother was arrested for manufacturing child pornography.
We stopped talking not long after, idk why, but I know that all of this was very hard on her. One day she just messaged me out of the blue and told me we couldn't talk anymore. I understood, and I suspect that it has something to do with what happened with her mom...
I still think about her sometimes and hope that she's doing okay in life. | teenage girl's mom was photoshopping pictures of her daughter onto nude models and posting them on exhibitionists forums online...under her real name. |
bottlebutt-throwaway | Throwaway just in case. People are weird.
So I post on another forum that I have had an account on for years. There are pictures and profiles so it's obvious I'm female. A random guy once messaged me some weird shit. Not even sure what it was about. I told my boyfriend and we decided it would be entertaining to fuck around with this guy.
At some point in the back and fourth messaging with this random internet stranger, he makes it clear he would like to skype with me, and even PAY to have me (aka boyfriend and I) completely humiliate him on skype. He wanted me to threaten to tell other people about how 'dirty' he was and how much of a whore he was. He wanted me to 'make' him shove things up his ass as punishment. Obviously the dude was into some S&M shit. I think he paypal-ed me $150-$200 bucks over 2-3 skype sessions. He shoved bottles up his ass after he essentially asked me to make him, but we had to pretend it was real. I just sat there trying not to laugh and typing what he was prompting me to type. He still randomly messages me on the forum to try and do it more.
TLDR: Random internet stranger payed me to 'humiliate' him by 'making' him shove things up his ass while on skype. After $200 in my pocket, I decided it was just annoying and I didn't have what it takes to be an online dirty talker. | Throwaway just in case. People are weird.
So I post on another forum that I have had an account on for years. There are pictures and profiles so it's obvious I'm female. A random guy once messaged me some weird shit. Not even sure what it was about. I told my boyfriend and we decided it would be entertaining to fuck around with this guy.
At some point in the back and fourth messaging with this random internet stranger, he makes it clear he would like to skype with me, and even PAY to have me (aka boyfriend and I) completely humiliate him on skype. He wanted me to threaten to tell other people about how 'dirty' he was and how much of a whore he was. He wanted me to 'make' him shove things up his ass as punishment. Obviously the dude was into some S&M shit. I think he paypal-ed me $150-$200 bucks over 2-3 skype sessions. He shoved bottles up his ass after he essentially asked me to make him, but we had to pretend it was real. I just sat there trying not to laugh and typing what he was prompting me to type. He still randomly messages me on the forum to try and do it more.
TLDR: Random internet stranger payed me to 'humiliate' him by 'making' him shove things up his ass while on skype. After $200 in my pocket, I decided it was just annoying and I didn't have what it takes to be an online dirty talker.
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbtr84i | Throwaway just in case. People are weird.
So I post on another forum that I have had an account on for years. There are pictures and profiles so it's obvious I'm female. A random guy once messaged me some weird shit. Not even sure what it was about. I told my boyfriend and we decided it would be entertaining to fuck around with this guy.
At some point in the back and fourth messaging with this random internet stranger, he makes it clear he would like to skype with me, and even PAY to have me (aka boyfriend and I) completely humiliate him on skype. He wanted me to threaten to tell other people about how 'dirty' he was and how much of a whore he was. He wanted me to 'make' him shove things up his ass as punishment. Obviously the dude was into some S&M shit. I think he paypal-ed me $150-$200 bucks over 2-3 skype sessions. He shoved bottles up his ass after he essentially asked me to make him, but we had to pretend it was real. I just sat there trying not to laugh and typing what he was prompting me to type. He still randomly messages me on the forum to try and do it more. | Random internet stranger payed me to 'humiliate' him by 'making' him shove things up his ass while on skype. After $200 in my pocket, I decided it was just annoying and I didn't have what it takes to be an online dirty talker. |
wellyeshello | i got a friend request on fb from a guy -let's call him "miguel" -I wasn't sure if i know him so i wrote him a message asking who he is. he responded that we met through mutual friends but i still didn't remember and told him that he must confuse me with someone else.
some months later miguel wrote me again telling me that he saw me this morning when i was riding my bike and told me exactly what i was wearing and where i went (this happened very close to my apartment). i got curious as well as suspicious and accepted his friend request to be able to see his profile. also on the other pictures he was not familiar to me at all. i started asking him when we met and he came up with a story that we both were at an architecture party and made out there and were drunk and then he was afraid to contact me because he is originally from mexico and thought i am from the us (this is all happening in germany). I never get really drunk and i was very sure that i never went to any architecture party back then and that I have never seen this guy before or even made out with him. some details he told me about me were definitely wrong but then again he knew my name and how i look. it was all very strange. he kept writing me from time to time that he saw me somewhere like on the street or in the subway. i never saw him. and till this date i don't remember that i ever met him. i asked some friends of mine who are architects if they have any idea what party this could have been but they also had no clue or ever met him. after some time he unfriended me, then deleted his account. it was all very strange and doesn't make any sense to me till now.
TL;DR: strange guy i never met before added me on fb, claimed that we made out on a party, wrote me several times when he saw me on the street close to my apartment. disappeared into nowhere after some time.still have no clue who he was and where he got all his informations from. | i got a friend request on fb from a guy -let's call him "miguel" -I wasn't sure if i know him so i wrote him a message asking who he is. he responded that we met through mutual friends but i still didn't remember and told him that he must confuse me with someone else.
some months later miguel wrote me again telling me that he saw me this morning when i was riding my bike and told me exactly what i was wearing and where i went (this happened very close to my apartment). i got curious as well as suspicious and accepted his friend request to be able to see his profile. also on the other pictures he was not familiar to me at all. i started asking him when we met and he came up with a story that we both were at an architecture party and made out there and were drunk and then he was afraid to contact me because he is originally from mexico and thought i am from the us (this is all happening in germany). I never get really drunk and i was very sure that i never went to any architecture party back then and that I have never seen this guy before or even made out with him. some details he told me about me were definitely wrong but then again he knew my name and how i look. it was all very strange. he kept writing me from time to time that he saw me somewhere like on the street or in the subway. i never saw him. and till this date i don't remember that i ever met him. i asked some friends of mine who are architects if they have any idea what party this could have been but they also had no clue or ever met him. after some time he unfriended me, then deleted his account. it was all very strange and doesn't make any sense to me till now.
TL;DR: strange guy i never met before added me on fb, claimed that we made out on a party, wrote me several times when he saw me on the street close to my apartment. disappeared into nowhere after some time.still have no clue who he was and where he got all his informations from.
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbtr8cp | i got a friend request on fb from a guy -let's call him "miguel" -I wasn't sure if i know him so i wrote him a message asking who he is. he responded that we met through mutual friends but i still didn't remember and told him that he must confuse me with someone else.
some months later miguel wrote me again telling me that he saw me this morning when i was riding my bike and told me exactly what i was wearing and where i went (this happened very close to my apartment). i got curious as well as suspicious and accepted his friend request to be able to see his profile. also on the other pictures he was not familiar to me at all. i started asking him when we met and he came up with a story that we both were at an architecture party and made out there and were drunk and then he was afraid to contact me because he is originally from mexico and thought i am from the us (this is all happening in germany). I never get really drunk and i was very sure that i never went to any architecture party back then and that I have never seen this guy before or even made out with him. some details he told me about me were definitely wrong but then again he knew my name and how i look. it was all very strange. he kept writing me from time to time that he saw me somewhere like on the street or in the subway. i never saw him. and till this date i don't remember that i ever met him. i asked some friends of mine who are architects if they have any idea what party this could have been but they also had no clue or ever met him. after some time he unfriended me, then deleted his account. it was all very strange and doesn't make any sense to me till now. | strange guy i never met before added me on fb, claimed that we made out on a party, wrote me several times when he saw me on the street close to my apartment. disappeared into nowhere after some time.still have no clue who he was and where he got all his informations from. |
Ahhl3x | When I was 10-13 I played soccer and my coach was a guy named Mike in his mid 30's.
He added me on MySpace and started suggesting I come to his house, and how he's always thought I was the hottest one on the team. He detailed what he wanted to do to me in the messages.
Oh and his GF was porn star Misty Vonage.
A few weeks later I was at my friends house and her mom was getting ready to go out with a guy she met online.. Turns out to be Mike. I show her the messages he sent me.. So she calls him and freaaaaks the fuck out, calls him a pedo and tells him she's calling the police.. But instead just tells my dad.
My dad tells all the other soccer parents and everybody is outraged. Mike got the shit beat out of him when he tried to show up at the fields later that year and shortly after moved back north.. Justice.
Tl;dr Soccer coach was pedo, I ruined his life. | When I was 10-13 I played soccer and my coach was a guy named Mike in his mid 30's.
He added me on MySpace and started suggesting I come to his house, and how he's always thought I was the hottest one on the team. He detailed what he wanted to do to me in the messages.
Oh and his GF was porn star Misty Vonage.
A few weeks later I was at my friends house and her mom was getting ready to go out with a guy she met online.. Turns out to be Mike. I show her the messages he sent me.. So she calls him and freaaaaks the fuck out, calls him a pedo and tells him she's calling the police.. But instead just tells my dad.
My dad tells all the other soccer parents and everybody is outraged. Mike got the shit beat out of him when he tried to show up at the fields later that year and shortly after moved back north.. Justice.
Tl;dr Soccer coach was pedo, I ruined his life.
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbtrdlr | When I was 10-13 I played soccer and my coach was a guy named Mike in his mid 30's.
He added me on MySpace and started suggesting I come to his house, and how he's always thought I was the hottest one on the team. He detailed what he wanted to do to me in the messages.
Oh and his GF was porn star Misty Vonage.
A few weeks later I was at my friends house and her mom was getting ready to go out with a guy she met online.. Turns out to be Mike. I show her the messages he sent me.. So she calls him and freaaaaks the fuck out, calls him a pedo and tells him she's calling the police.. But instead just tells my dad.
My dad tells all the other soccer parents and everybody is outraged. Mike got the shit beat out of him when he tried to show up at the fields later that year and shortly after moved back north.. Justice. | Soccer coach was pedo, I ruined his life. |
Jabba-the-Slutt | There was a guy on this streaming website that started talking to me in PMs, and we both liked Mass Effect and this was right before the third one came out, so we would have short conversations about any news that came out and I thought nothing of it. Just another fan like me to discuss the game with. Well, a couple months after we started exchanging polite messages, he messaged one of our mutual friends from that site and told her that he was in my town. He was from Milwaukee, and I'm from the middle of nowhere in Kentucky, so this was definitely intentional. She was nice enough to let me know and told me he might try something and to keep my guard up. I NEVER told him where I was from; he just found out. He also had found my little sister's FB profile and talked to her and she didn't know any better and probably gave him a little too much information. Well, he had been taking pictures around my town and sending them to a bunch of my FB friends that he didn't even know and that I barely talk to myself, but he was obviously off his rocker in the messages trying to get people to tell him my address, so they were nice enough to send me everything he said and didn't tell him anything.
He had mapped his whole route, which went past my work, so I was definitely paranoid while I was at work. Eventually I was so scared that I bought my first gun and some pepper spray. I realized that a simple Google search would tell him my address anyway, so I made an emergency move to an apartment and made sure that my name wasn't on it. A couple people replied to him and tried to keep him talking so we could kind of keep track of him. I sent him one last message basically telling him that I would shoot him on sight and to go back to Wisconsin. All in all, he stayed about a week (the longest, most petrifying week of my life) and he eventually gave up on looking for me and left town. My neighbor at the time was a cop, and apparently I couldn't file a restraining order because I had never actually seen him, and his messages were "too vague to be threatening", but to me he clearly had something planned. He told me that he would find me whether I liked it or not and that it was a free country, he could "bump into me" in a public place if he wanted to, blah blah blah. I'm just so glad that I had the foresight to never tell him where I was from, where I worked, never gave him my phone number, nothing. It's still scary what someone can do once they've found your full name, though.
He still e-mails me from time to time. They've been getting less and less frequent, but more and more creepy and hostile. Sometimes he begs for forgiveness and for me to talk to him again, but then when I don't respond he'll follow it up with a furious, verbally abusive message. I've blocked him on everything but my e-mail just in case he attempts that shit again and I'll know he's coming next time. Needless to say, I'm never going to respond to a private message from a seemingly friendly stranger again.
*TLDR* - I exchanged innocent messages about Mass Effect with a stranger online, he dug up all of my personal information then stalked me across state lines, and people in my town worked together to make sure nothing happened to me, so he eventually gave up and left town. | There was a guy on this streaming website that started talking to me in PMs, and we both liked Mass Effect and this was right before the third one came out, so we would have short conversations about any news that came out and I thought nothing of it. Just another fan like me to discuss the game with. Well, a couple months after we started exchanging polite messages, he messaged one of our mutual friends from that site and told her that he was in my town. He was from Milwaukee, and I'm from the middle of nowhere in Kentucky, so this was definitely intentional. She was nice enough to let me know and told me he might try something and to keep my guard up. I NEVER told him where I was from; he just found out. He also had found my little sister's FB profile and talked to her and she didn't know any better and probably gave him a little too much information. Well, he had been taking pictures around my town and sending them to a bunch of my FB friends that he didn't even know and that I barely talk to myself, but he was obviously off his rocker in the messages trying to get people to tell him my address, so they were nice enough to send me everything he said and didn't tell him anything.
He had mapped his whole route, which went past my work, so I was definitely paranoid while I was at work. Eventually I was so scared that I bought my first gun and some pepper spray. I realized that a simple Google search would tell him my address anyway, so I made an emergency move to an apartment and made sure that my name wasn't on it. A couple people replied to him and tried to keep him talking so we could kind of keep track of him. I sent him one last message basically telling him that I would shoot him on sight and to go back to Wisconsin. All in all, he stayed about a week (the longest, most petrifying week of my life) and he eventually gave up on looking for me and left town. My neighbor at the time was a cop, and apparently I couldn't file a restraining order because I had never actually seen him, and his messages were "too vague to be threatening", but to me he clearly had something planned. He told me that he would find me whether I liked it or not and that it was a free country, he could "bump into me" in a public place if he wanted to, blah blah blah. I'm just so glad that I had the foresight to never tell him where I was from, where I worked, never gave him my phone number, nothing. It's still scary what someone can do once they've found your full name, though.
He still e-mails me from time to time. They've been getting less and less frequent, but more and more creepy and hostile. Sometimes he begs for forgiveness and for me to talk to him again, but then when I don't respond he'll follow it up with a furious, verbally abusive message. I've blocked him on everything but my e-mail just in case he attempts that shit again and I'll know he's coming next time. Needless to say, I'm never going to respond to a private message from a seemingly friendly stranger again.
TLDR - I exchanged innocent messages about Mass Effect with a stranger online, he dug up all of my personal information then stalked me across state lines, and people in my town worked together to make sure nothing happened to me, so he eventually gave up and left town.
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbtslwg | There was a guy on this streaming website that started talking to me in PMs, and we both liked Mass Effect and this was right before the third one came out, so we would have short conversations about any news that came out and I thought nothing of it. Just another fan like me to discuss the game with. Well, a couple months after we started exchanging polite messages, he messaged one of our mutual friends from that site and told her that he was in my town. He was from Milwaukee, and I'm from the middle of nowhere in Kentucky, so this was definitely intentional. She was nice enough to let me know and told me he might try something and to keep my guard up. I NEVER told him where I was from; he just found out. He also had found my little sister's FB profile and talked to her and she didn't know any better and probably gave him a little too much information. Well, he had been taking pictures around my town and sending them to a bunch of my FB friends that he didn't even know and that I barely talk to myself, but he was obviously off his rocker in the messages trying to get people to tell him my address, so they were nice enough to send me everything he said and didn't tell him anything.
He had mapped his whole route, which went past my work, so I was definitely paranoid while I was at work. Eventually I was so scared that I bought my first gun and some pepper spray. I realized that a simple Google search would tell him my address anyway, so I made an emergency move to an apartment and made sure that my name wasn't on it. A couple people replied to him and tried to keep him talking so we could kind of keep track of him. I sent him one last message basically telling him that I would shoot him on sight and to go back to Wisconsin. All in all, he stayed about a week (the longest, most petrifying week of my life) and he eventually gave up on looking for me and left town. My neighbor at the time was a cop, and apparently I couldn't file a restraining order because I had never actually seen him, and his messages were "too vague to be threatening", but to me he clearly had something planned. He told me that he would find me whether I liked it or not and that it was a free country, he could "bump into me" in a public place if he wanted to, blah blah blah. I'm just so glad that I had the foresight to never tell him where I was from, where I worked, never gave him my phone number, nothing. It's still scary what someone can do once they've found your full name, though.
He still e-mails me from time to time. They've been getting less and less frequent, but more and more creepy and hostile. Sometimes he begs for forgiveness and for me to talk to him again, but then when I don't respond he'll follow it up with a furious, verbally abusive message. I've blocked him on everything but my e-mail just in case he attempts that shit again and I'll know he's coming next time. Needless to say, I'm never going to respond to a private message from a seemingly friendly stranger again. | I exchanged innocent messages about Mass Effect with a stranger online, he dug up all of my personal information then stalked me across state lines, and people in my town worked together to make sure nothing happened to me, so he eventually gave up and left town. |
thisisbetweenyall | When I was 13 I was just getting into using the internet and at my school everyone would go on MSN when they got home. So, we would all basically spend the rest of the day chatting on MSN. One day I got a request from someone called xox_girl who claimed to be a girl in my class but wanted me to try and figure out who it was. I would occasionally have conversations with this person and 'she' knew all the names of my friends and talked about them as though 'she' really knew them. One day 'she' said ok fine ill tell you and turned on video chat. The camera was facing backward and slowly turned to reveal the torso and lower body of a naked older man waving around his penis... Needless to say I was freaked the fuck out and immediately blocked/deleted the person. I told one of my friends but that was it... I repressed the memory and moved on.
**TL;DR** person on msn who i thought to be a classmate turned out to be an older man, as revealed in video chat where he waved around his penis | When I was 13 I was just getting into using the internet and at my school everyone would go on MSN when they got home. So, we would all basically spend the rest of the day chatting on MSN. One day I got a request from someone called xox_girl who claimed to be a girl in my class but wanted me to try and figure out who it was. I would occasionally have conversations with this person and 'she' knew all the names of my friends and talked about them as though 'she' really knew them. One day 'she' said ok fine ill tell you and turned on video chat. The camera was facing backward and slowly turned to reveal the torso and lower body of a naked older man waving around his penis... Needless to say I was freaked the fuck out and immediately blocked/deleted the person. I told one of my friends but that was it... I repressed the memory and moved on.
TL;DR person on msn who i thought to be a classmate turned out to be an older man, as revealed in video chat where he waved around his penis
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbtsor4 | When I was 13 I was just getting into using the internet and at my school everyone would go on MSN when they got home. So, we would all basically spend the rest of the day chatting on MSN. One day I got a request from someone called xox_girl who claimed to be a girl in my class but wanted me to try and figure out who it was. I would occasionally have conversations with this person and 'she' knew all the names of my friends and talked about them as though 'she' really knew them. One day 'she' said ok fine ill tell you and turned on video chat. The camera was facing backward and slowly turned to reveal the torso and lower body of a naked older man waving around his penis... Needless to say I was freaked the fuck out and immediately blocked/deleted the person. I told one of my friends but that was it... I repressed the memory and moved on. | person on msn who i thought to be a classmate turned out to be an older man, as revealed in video chat where he waved around his penis |
Legomasta | Met this beautiful girl from Mexico in Las Vegas once. My female friend whom I took with me on our company trip last year initiated the conversation with the girl for no particular reason. We learned that her English is practically non-existent so my friend decided to practice her decent Spanish skills on her. They chatted for a short amount of time, while my brother and I stood nearby smoking - watching and killing time - until the two social butterflies decided that they wanted to take a group picture. This shortly followed by sharing our Facebook information with the stranger girl and concluded in us simply parting our ways. I don't remember much of our interaction whatsoever but I do recall barely saying two words to the girl.
A few days later, this stranger girl adds my female friend on my Facebook and then does the same with me. Turns out that she is barely 18 and lives in Mexico with her family and her boyfriend. A handful more days later, at the beginning of January (our company trip was right around Christmas), this girl starts messaging me on Facebook at around midnight my time, coincidentally while I was drinking on my own. Not knowing any better at the time I respond and get into a very short but broken conversation with the girl because neither one of us spoke each other's main language all that well and I wasn't particularly sober either. We didn't really get anywhere.
Fastforward to July and she messages me again telling me that she will be visiting LA soon. Getting kind of creeped out at this point I played my usual polite card and talked to her, just trying to be nice. My Spanish isn't great but I'm pretty sure that she mentioned something about 'not knowing anyone there (LA)' and enjoying talking to me while asking when I'm coming to Mexico. This time I simply said that I'm going to sleep in my best Spanish and forgot about the whole thing.
Tl,dr I might be getting Facebook stalked by an 18 year old girl from Mexico to whom I barely uttered a few sentences when I met her involuntarily in Vegas. | Met this beautiful girl from Mexico in Las Vegas once. My female friend whom I took with me on our company trip last year initiated the conversation with the girl for no particular reason. We learned that her English is practically non-existent so my friend decided to practice her decent Spanish skills on her. They chatted for a short amount of time, while my brother and I stood nearby smoking - watching and killing time - until the two social butterflies decided that they wanted to take a group picture. This shortly followed by sharing our Facebook information with the stranger girl and concluded in us simply parting our ways. I don't remember much of our interaction whatsoever but I do recall barely saying two words to the girl.
A few days later, this stranger girl adds my female friend on my Facebook and then does the same with me. Turns out that she is barely 18 and lives in Mexico with her family and her boyfriend. A handful more days later, at the beginning of January (our company trip was right around Christmas), this girl starts messaging me on Facebook at around midnight my time, coincidentally while I was drinking on my own. Not knowing any better at the time I respond and get into a very short but broken conversation with the girl because neither one of us spoke each other's main language all that well and I wasn't particularly sober either. We didn't really get anywhere.
Fastforward to July and she messages me again telling me that she will be visiting LA soon. Getting kind of creeped out at this point I played my usual polite card and talked to her, just trying to be nice. My Spanish isn't great but I'm pretty sure that she mentioned something about 'not knowing anyone there (LA)' and enjoying talking to me while asking when I'm coming to Mexico. This time I simply said that I'm going to sleep in my best Spanish and forgot about the whole thing.
Tl,dr I might be getting Facebook stalked by an 18 year old girl from Mexico to whom I barely uttered a few sentences when I met her involuntarily in Vegas.
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbtt13n | Met this beautiful girl from Mexico in Las Vegas once. My female friend whom I took with me on our company trip last year initiated the conversation with the girl for no particular reason. We learned that her English is practically non-existent so my friend decided to practice her decent Spanish skills on her. They chatted for a short amount of time, while my brother and I stood nearby smoking - watching and killing time - until the two social butterflies decided that they wanted to take a group picture. This shortly followed by sharing our Facebook information with the stranger girl and concluded in us simply parting our ways. I don't remember much of our interaction whatsoever but I do recall barely saying two words to the girl.
A few days later, this stranger girl adds my female friend on my Facebook and then does the same with me. Turns out that she is barely 18 and lives in Mexico with her family and her boyfriend. A handful more days later, at the beginning of January (our company trip was right around Christmas), this girl starts messaging me on Facebook at around midnight my time, coincidentally while I was drinking on my own. Not knowing any better at the time I respond and get into a very short but broken conversation with the girl because neither one of us spoke each other's main language all that well and I wasn't particularly sober either. We didn't really get anywhere.
Fastforward to July and she messages me again telling me that she will be visiting LA soon. Getting kind of creeped out at this point I played my usual polite card and talked to her, just trying to be nice. My Spanish isn't great but I'm pretty sure that she mentioned something about 'not knowing anyone there (LA)' and enjoying talking to me while asking when I'm coming to Mexico. This time I simply said that I'm going to sleep in my best Spanish and forgot about the whole thing. | I might be getting Facebook stalked by an 18 year old girl from Mexico to whom I barely uttered a few sentences when I met her involuntarily in Vegas. |
bonino90 | When I began roleplaying in World of Warcraft I was both naive and generally inexperienced with roleplaying. I joined a cult-like, pack guild. They seemed like cool people at the time. After a while the guld master wanted to add me on MSN. We ended up talking quite a lot. But as the weeks passed by she started telling me about how fucked up her life was. She was being abbused by the people she was living together with, she even started telling me how much she wanted to kill her self , and her daughter (yes, she had a daugther who also roleplayed in the game, 11 or so years old).This shit started to actually weigh me down mentally. A few weeks later after more depressing talk she told me she was a guy. But hold on to your hats, that's just the start of the creepiness/weirdness. It then explained that it was some vampire, cat-like alien who was actually a female, but borrowing a male human body while staying on earth together with her daughter. I was freaked out, but remained pretty sceptical. Then when I was online in World of Warcraft I talked to some of the other guild members about it. They all said that she talked to them using telepathy. Everyone was dead serious about it. And to top it off, suddenly, incest, underage sex and generally really dark erotic roleplay flooded the guild. At that point I had had enough, I explained that this had gone way too far for me. I quit the guild. The guild master got pissed and told me how I had abandoned them all and that I was dead to them. This took place over about 6 months or so.
that got a bit ramble-y, but it was good to get it off my chest. It's been 4 years and I still occasionally think back and shiver. So many red flags ignored.
TL;DR: I joined dark erotic clan/cult-ish RP guild without knowing in World of warcraft as my first RP guild. The guild master turned out to be a crazy person who thought she/he was a vampire,cat-like alien, trapped in the boddy of a guy, who could communicate with people using telepathy, in real life, not in the game, and he/she was dead serious. | When I began roleplaying in World of Warcraft I was both naive and generally inexperienced with roleplaying. I joined a cult-like, pack guild. They seemed like cool people at the time. After a while the guld master wanted to add me on MSN. We ended up talking quite a lot. But as the weeks passed by she started telling me about how fucked up her life was. She was being abbused by the people she was living together with, she even started telling me how much she wanted to kill her self , and her daughter (yes, she had a daugther who also roleplayed in the game, 11 or so years old).This shit started to actually weigh me down mentally. A few weeks later after more depressing talk she told me she was a guy. But hold on to your hats, that's just the start of the creepiness/weirdness. It then explained that it was some vampire, cat-like alien who was actually a female, but borrowing a male human body while staying on earth together with her daughter. I was freaked out, but remained pretty sceptical. Then when I was online in World of Warcraft I talked to some of the other guild members about it. They all said that she talked to them using telepathy. Everyone was dead serious about it. And to top it off, suddenly, incest, underage sex and generally really dark erotic roleplay flooded the guild. At that point I had had enough, I explained that this had gone way too far for me. I quit the guild. The guild master got pissed and told me how I had abandoned them all and that I was dead to them. This took place over about 6 months or so.
that got a bit ramble-y, but it was good to get it off my chest. It's been 4 years and I still occasionally think back and shiver. So many red flags ignored.
TL;DR: I joined dark erotic clan/cult-ish RP guild without knowing in World of warcraft as my first RP guild. The guild master turned out to be a crazy person who thought she/he was a vampire,cat-like alien, trapped in the boddy of a guy, who could communicate with people using telepathy, in real life, not in the game, and he/she was dead serious.
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbtt2sz | When I began roleplaying in World of Warcraft I was both naive and generally inexperienced with roleplaying. I joined a cult-like, pack guild. They seemed like cool people at the time. After a while the guld master wanted to add me on MSN. We ended up talking quite a lot. But as the weeks passed by she started telling me about how fucked up her life was. She was being abbused by the people she was living together with, she even started telling me how much she wanted to kill her self , and her daughter (yes, she had a daugther who also roleplayed in the game, 11 or so years old).This shit started to actually weigh me down mentally. A few weeks later after more depressing talk she told me she was a guy. But hold on to your hats, that's just the start of the creepiness/weirdness. It then explained that it was some vampire, cat-like alien who was actually a female, but borrowing a male human body while staying on earth together with her daughter. I was freaked out, but remained pretty sceptical. Then when I was online in World of Warcraft I talked to some of the other guild members about it. They all said that she talked to them using telepathy. Everyone was dead serious about it. And to top it off, suddenly, incest, underage sex and generally really dark erotic roleplay flooded the guild. At that point I had had enough, I explained that this had gone way too far for me. I quit the guild. The guild master got pissed and told me how I had abandoned them all and that I was dead to them. This took place over about 6 months or so.
that got a bit ramble-y, but it was good to get it off my chest. It's been 4 years and I still occasionally think back and shiver. So many red flags ignored. | I joined dark erotic clan/cult-ish RP guild without knowing in World of warcraft as my first RP guild. The guild master turned out to be a crazy person who thought she/he was a vampire,cat-like alien, trapped in the boddy of a guy, who could communicate with people using telepathy, in real life, not in the game, and he/she was dead serious. |
BeyondModern | I was about ten and was part of a Super Mario World modding community. There was this guy who I ended up talking to on AIM, can't remember the reasons why, but we eventually just ended up being bro-like friends and whatever. He talked about his "girlfriend" on occasion, but always made it sound like they weren't together. He was 13, according to him.
One day, he randomly mentions how he plans on masturbating while his parents were out and before he went to bed, something like that. Me, being ten and uneducated about sex/masturbation, thought that masturbation was just looking at porn. He went on to further explain that it involved touching yourself, and that he liked to eat his own precum. I still had no idea what the fuck it was all about, so I think I changed the subject there.
There came a time I was joking with him, insisting he were gay (because that's what immature, lonely 10 year olds think is funny), and he finally just admits it, and says he's gay for me. I believe he's just joking, and ignore it. Now...
Months later, he still says he's gay for me. And here's where it **REALLY GETS FUCKED**. While I was chilling out in an IRC channel for a separate community, he decides to query me (for those of you who don't know what that means, it's basically an IM/private message sort of deal). He starts describing in **full detail** what he wants to do with me. Things like "I want to play with your little cock" or "I want to play with it and have it in my mouth", just overall creepy shit involving my 10 year old penis.
A while before or after this, I really can't remember, he messages me on AIM and there's something I needed to keep secret or some shit, so he told me to masturbate for him. No cam or anything, but just masturbate for him. I obviously didn't do it, but I told him I did anyway. Again, being uneducated about sex and never masturbating before, I didn't know that it took more than 5 seconds to masturbate and orgasm, so he didn't believe me. He kept insisting, but I think at that point I grew a brain and blocked him on AIM.
Back to the IRC queries, his constant sex fantasies were being drawn out to me in full details. I had put him on my ignore list on mIRC, but he had others bug me about unignoring him. They explained how they were trying to help him, because it turned out he was bipolar or something, and I eventually unignored him. I think he went back to being at least a semi-normal person for a while, but I think somewhere in there he became creepy and started doing that shit again. One last time I unignored him, and it was the last time.
I don't know how I cut off all ties, this was a couple of years ago. The separate community from the SMW modding community that I was apart of started to slum, and I eventually cut contact from everyone apart of both communities.
**TL;DR Have bipolar 13 year old claim he's gay for me months after joking around with him, describes in full detail sexual acts he wants to do with my ten year old penis and tells me to masturbate for him to keep a secret**
| I was about ten and was part of a Super Mario World modding community. There was this guy who I ended up talking to on AIM, can't remember the reasons why, but we eventually just ended up being bro-like friends and whatever. He talked about his "girlfriend" on occasion, but always made it sound like they weren't together. He was 13, according to him.
One day, he randomly mentions how he plans on masturbating while his parents were out and before he went to bed, something like that. Me, being ten and uneducated about sex/masturbation, thought that masturbation was just looking at porn. He went on to further explain that it involved touching yourself, and that he liked to eat his own precum. I still had no idea what the fuck it was all about, so I think I changed the subject there.
There came a time I was joking with him, insisting he were gay (because that's what immature, lonely 10 year olds think is funny), and he finally just admits it, and says he's gay for me. I believe he's just joking, and ignore it. Now...
Months later, he still says he's gay for me. And here's where it REALLY GETS FUCKED . While I was chilling out in an IRC channel for a separate community, he decides to query me (for those of you who don't know what that means, it's basically an IM/private message sort of deal). He starts describing in full detail what he wants to do with me. Things like "I want to play with your little cock" or "I want to play with it and have it in my mouth", just overall creepy shit involving my 10 year old penis.
A while before or after this, I really can't remember, he messages me on AIM and there's something I needed to keep secret or some shit, so he told me to masturbate for him. No cam or anything, but just masturbate for him. I obviously didn't do it, but I told him I did anyway. Again, being uneducated about sex and never masturbating before, I didn't know that it took more than 5 seconds to masturbate and orgasm, so he didn't believe me. He kept insisting, but I think at that point I grew a brain and blocked him on AIM.
Back to the IRC queries, his constant sex fantasies were being drawn out to me in full details. I had put him on my ignore list on mIRC, but he had others bug me about unignoring him. They explained how they were trying to help him, because it turned out he was bipolar or something, and I eventually unignored him. I think he went back to being at least a semi-normal person for a while, but I think somewhere in there he became creepy and started doing that shit again. One last time I unignored him, and it was the last time.
I don't know how I cut off all ties, this was a couple of years ago. The separate community from the SMW modding community that I was apart of started to slum, and I eventually cut contact from everyone apart of both communities.
TL;DR Have bipolar 13 year old claim he's gay for me months after joking around with him, describes in full detail sexual acts he wants to do with my ten year old penis and tells me to masturbate for him to keep a secret
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbtt49k | I was about ten and was part of a Super Mario World modding community. There was this guy who I ended up talking to on AIM, can't remember the reasons why, but we eventually just ended up being bro-like friends and whatever. He talked about his "girlfriend" on occasion, but always made it sound like they weren't together. He was 13, according to him.
One day, he randomly mentions how he plans on masturbating while his parents were out and before he went to bed, something like that. Me, being ten and uneducated about sex/masturbation, thought that masturbation was just looking at porn. He went on to further explain that it involved touching yourself, and that he liked to eat his own precum. I still had no idea what the fuck it was all about, so I think I changed the subject there.
There came a time I was joking with him, insisting he were gay (because that's what immature, lonely 10 year olds think is funny), and he finally just admits it, and says he's gay for me. I believe he's just joking, and ignore it. Now...
Months later, he still says he's gay for me. And here's where it REALLY GETS FUCKED . While I was chilling out in an IRC channel for a separate community, he decides to query me (for those of you who don't know what that means, it's basically an IM/private message sort of deal). He starts describing in full detail what he wants to do with me. Things like "I want to play with your little cock" or "I want to play with it and have it in my mouth", just overall creepy shit involving my 10 year old penis.
A while before or after this, I really can't remember, he messages me on AIM and there's something I needed to keep secret or some shit, so he told me to masturbate for him. No cam or anything, but just masturbate for him. I obviously didn't do it, but I told him I did anyway. Again, being uneducated about sex and never masturbating before, I didn't know that it took more than 5 seconds to masturbate and orgasm, so he didn't believe me. He kept insisting, but I think at that point I grew a brain and blocked him on AIM.
Back to the IRC queries, his constant sex fantasies were being drawn out to me in full details. I had put him on my ignore list on mIRC, but he had others bug me about unignoring him. They explained how they were trying to help him, because it turned out he was bipolar or something, and I eventually unignored him. I think he went back to being at least a semi-normal person for a while, but I think somewhere in there he became creepy and started doing that shit again. One last time I unignored him, and it was the last time.
I don't know how I cut off all ties, this was a couple of years ago. The separate community from the SMW modding community that I was apart of started to slum, and I eventually cut contact from everyone apart of both communities. | Have bipolar 13 year old claim he's gay for me months after joking around with him, describes in full detail sexual acts he wants to do with my ten year old penis and tells me to masturbate for him to keep a secret |
JusCallMeCyn | Little bit of backstory. When I was 14, I played Dungeons and Dragons with my Uncle. He lived with his parents so we would have to stay in his room to play. We would spend countless hours with that game. Anyways, one day after finishing up our game, I decide I'm gonna hit up the computer. Me being a stupid teen, I decide to go to a chatroom. I meet this guy, says he's 17. So we start chatting, and out of the blue, he asks me if I roleplayed, thinking like schoolgirl/teacher, slave/master type stuff... I triumphantly stated said yeah, my uncle taught me how.
TL;DR my uncle taught me how to roleplay in his bedroom | Little bit of backstory. When I was 14, I played Dungeons and Dragons with my Uncle. He lived with his parents so we would have to stay in his room to play. We would spend countless hours with that game. Anyways, one day after finishing up our game, I decide I'm gonna hit up the computer. Me being a stupid teen, I decide to go to a chatroom. I meet this guy, says he's 17. So we start chatting, and out of the blue, he asks me if I roleplayed, thinking like schoolgirl/teacher, slave/master type stuff... I triumphantly stated said yeah, my uncle taught me how.
TL;DR my uncle taught me how to roleplay in his bedroom
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbttiq1 | Little bit of backstory. When I was 14, I played Dungeons and Dragons with my Uncle. He lived with his parents so we would have to stay in his room to play. We would spend countless hours with that game. Anyways, one day after finishing up our game, I decide I'm gonna hit up the computer. Me being a stupid teen, I decide to go to a chatroom. I meet this guy, says he's 17. So we start chatting, and out of the blue, he asks me if I roleplayed, thinking like schoolgirl/teacher, slave/master type stuff... I triumphantly stated said yeah, my uncle taught me how. | my uncle taught me how to roleplay in his bedroom |
miss_battlebeard | A while ago on Facebook there was an app called "Friends for Sale" or something similar. I was about fourteen, and apps/games were really popular, so I decided to download it.
The premise was that you had a profile, and based on how "popular" you were, you could be "bought" or "sold", and each time this happened, your price would go up. I didn't realize how creepy that was at the time, but now it sounds kinda fucked up.
Anyways, after installing it or whatever and looking it over, I promptly forgot about it.
About two years later I was going through and deleting all of my old apps, I stumbled across this one and decided to take a look at what had become of me. I'd like to note that I was probably 15 or 16 at this time.
The name of account on the game had been changed to "xXx-sExIgIrL-(my name)-kisses-xXx" or something similar, and my "price" was well over a billion in-game dollars. I looked at the account that had purchased me and it seems like he had traded me back and forth between a friend or alt account to boost the price so others couldn't buy me. His entire profile was full of other girls he had done this too as well (most of them looked about 14-16, and the guy seemed to be in his 30s or 40s...) Needless to say, I deleted that app as fast as possible and never looked back.
**TL;DR: Was unknowingly bought, sold and renamed online by a creep to keep in his virtual harem of teen girls.** | A while ago on Facebook there was an app called "Friends for Sale" or something similar. I was about fourteen, and apps/games were really popular, so I decided to download it.
The premise was that you had a profile, and based on how "popular" you were, you could be "bought" or "sold", and each time this happened, your price would go up. I didn't realize how creepy that was at the time, but now it sounds kinda fucked up.
Anyways, after installing it or whatever and looking it over, I promptly forgot about it.
About two years later I was going through and deleting all of my old apps, I stumbled across this one and decided to take a look at what had become of me. I'd like to note that I was probably 15 or 16 at this time.
The name of account on the game had been changed to "xXx-sExIgIrL-(my name)-kisses-xXx" or something similar, and my "price" was well over a billion in-game dollars. I looked at the account that had purchased me and it seems like he had traded me back and forth between a friend or alt account to boost the price so others couldn't buy me. His entire profile was full of other girls he had done this too as well (most of them looked about 14-16, and the guy seemed to be in his 30s or 40s...) Needless to say, I deleted that app as fast as possible and never looked back.
TL;DR: Was unknowingly bought, sold and renamed online by a creep to keep in his virtual harem of teen girls.
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbttkgp | A while ago on Facebook there was an app called "Friends for Sale" or something similar. I was about fourteen, and apps/games were really popular, so I decided to download it.
The premise was that you had a profile, and based on how "popular" you were, you could be "bought" or "sold", and each time this happened, your price would go up. I didn't realize how creepy that was at the time, but now it sounds kinda fucked up.
Anyways, after installing it or whatever and looking it over, I promptly forgot about it.
About two years later I was going through and deleting all of my old apps, I stumbled across this one and decided to take a look at what had become of me. I'd like to note that I was probably 15 or 16 at this time.
The name of account on the game had been changed to "xXx-sExIgIrL-(my name)-kisses-xXx" or something similar, and my "price" was well over a billion in-game dollars. I looked at the account that had purchased me and it seems like he had traded me back and forth between a friend or alt account to boost the price so others couldn't buy me. His entire profile was full of other girls he had done this too as well (most of them looked about 14-16, and the guy seemed to be in his 30s or 40s...) Needless to say, I deleted that app as fast as possible and never looked back. | Was unknowingly bought, sold and renamed online by a creep to keep in his virtual harem of teen girls. |
Just_some_n00b | I had an upstairs neighbor when I lived in Hollywood that I used to smoke weed with after work pretty often as he and I were the only non-senior citizens in the building. He, like many of my friends at the time, was gay; and while he was a little over-the-top/sensational about it, he seemed relatively normal for a resident of the predominately gay West Hollywood-adjacent neighborhood we lived in.
After a half a year or so of being friends we'd go hang out with other friends every once in a while or to a party or whatever. Often with the GF I was with GF at the time, sometimes with his roommate or some mixture of our friends.
One night we were at this (AWESOME) party.
[That's a whole 'nother story in and of itself.. it was a party thrown on Melrose at a house occupied by a female roller derby team with a bluecrass (yes, blue*c*rass) band called Old Man Markley playing in front of an Airstream trailer decorated with christmas lights that was set up behind the fire pit where they were roasting an alligator on a spit, next to a small workshop area where these greaser dudes were working on a hotrod... like seriously.]
While we were at this party this B-list celeb (who's identity haunts me to this day.. I swear it was the chick who played Miss Bliss' friend Tina but I'm not sure enough to say I'm sure.. everybody was all on her nutz all night for being some somebody.. w/e) told my drunken neighbor that he needed to confess his undying love to me, which I guess was much more apparent to her than it was to me.
So we get back from this party and he does just that. I respond from a friendly perspective saying that he's awesome but I'm straight, have a gf, don't wanna mess up the friendship, blah blah blah.
and he FLIPS THE FUCK OUT
Starts in on this crazed rant about his father, how nobody will ever love him, his self-loathing/excommunicated from the mormon church for being gay/suicidal nature and the more disturbing part, how everything wrong in his life was entirely my fault for not loving him the way he loved me.
By the time I kicked him out of my house he had that glossy, sociopathic look in his eyes that people get when they're blackout drunk (or just fucking insane) and was breaking things, speaking jibberish and just being.. you know.. fuckin' nuts.
He apologized a few weeks later. I tried once or twice to hang out with him but he made it really uncomfortable and clear that I needed to cut ties. So I did.
End of story, right?
I
FUCKING
WISH
So a year or so later (this is where we get to the 'creepiest online experience' part) I get added on FB by a dude who says he's the leader of the Tobin Wolf fan-club and that he found my (public) profile by searching for "Tobin" which is my dog's name. I'm a musician and have a couple thousand followers on most social networks, so I didn't think much of it.
The fan club page was about a year old and had something like 1500 likes.
So, fast forward to a few weeks later.. I'm going to see MSTRKRFT at the Vanguard and I'm psyched, so I post about it on FB.
"Going to see MSTRKRFT, fuck yeah!" - or something to that effect.
Private message from Tobin Wolf fan guy: "You're going to see MSTRKRFT!? I LOVE MSTRKRFT!"
To which I responded: "Yep. I'm stoked." (That's it)
.......
So now my buddy and I are at this show, having a blast, and he wants to go outside to smoke. I don't smoke but since we're there together I agree to go with him.
When we come out to the garden, out of the corner of my eye I catch the neighbor in the scariest, cross-legged, fatal-attraction-looking-stare pose you can imagine.
I tell my buddy I'm with.. "Um, dude, we gotta go back inside - like right now."
.........
That's the next time you'd think the story was over, right? No.
So now we're inside the show and I start getting text messages - on a new phone number I'd gotten within the past year but is available on my FB page - from neighbor guy - AKA, the leader of the fucking Tobin Wolf fanclub.
"I miss you. I love you. YOU FUCKED UP MY ENTIRE LIFE WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO ME."
"I'm sorry about that. I'm just really emotional. It's been a long time since I've seen you and I've thought about you so much since then."
"Please just answer me."
"I have a check for you. Somebody is paying me to write my memoirs and you're in them. Just meet up with me so I can give you the money."
"I FUCKING HATE YOU. YOU'RE JUST LIKE EVERY OTHER MAN IN MY LIFE."
etc. etc. etc.
This went on for 8 straight hours. Not exaggerating at all. I sincerely wish I didn't end up dropping that phone into a toilet at some other party while I was blacked out on Absynthe like six months later [another, *awesome* story] so I could copy and paste the things he said here. I really never thought people could get that crazy.
I called around the next day trying to figure out how to get a restraining order, which is surprisingly hard to get - considering how important they can, obviously, be.
Eventually the local precinct sent an officer down to his house to talk to him. That and changing my number again pretty much did the trick. I received a few emails from him later on that were sort of carzy-guy versions of apologies, but I just blocked them and haven't heard from him since.
**TL;DR**
Miss Bliss' best friend told my self-loathing, suicidal, ex-mormon, gay upstairs neighbor to confess his love for me. He does. I'm not down. He freaks out to where I stop talking to him... and then **SPENDS THE NEXT 2YRS CREATING A "BELIEVABLE" FB PROFILE TO RE-GAIN ACCESS TO MY LIFE, FINDS OUT I'M GONNA BE AT A CONCERT, SHOWS UP THERE, AND TEXTS ME STUFF THAT MADE ME SINCERELY WORRY FOR MY LIFE AND SEEK A RESTRAINING ORDER.**
Edit: Formatting. | I had an upstairs neighbor when I lived in Hollywood that I used to smoke weed with after work pretty often as he and I were the only non-senior citizens in the building. He, like many of my friends at the time, was gay; and while he was a little over-the-top/sensational about it, he seemed relatively normal for a resident of the predominately gay West Hollywood-adjacent neighborhood we lived in.
After a half a year or so of being friends we'd go hang out with other friends every once in a while or to a party or whatever. Often with the GF I was with GF at the time, sometimes with his roommate or some mixture of our friends.
One night we were at this (AWESOME) party.
[That's a whole 'nother story in and of itself.. it was a party thrown on Melrose at a house occupied by a female roller derby team with a bluecrass (yes, blue c rass) band called Old Man Markley playing in front of an Airstream trailer decorated with christmas lights that was set up behind the fire pit where they were roasting an alligator on a spit, next to a small workshop area where these greaser dudes were working on a hotrod... like seriously.]
While we were at this party this B-list celeb (who's identity haunts me to this day.. I swear it was the chick who played Miss Bliss' friend Tina but I'm not sure enough to say I'm sure.. everybody was all on her nutz all night for being some somebody.. w/e) told my drunken neighbor that he needed to confess his undying love to me, which I guess was much more apparent to her than it was to me.
So we get back from this party and he does just that. I respond from a friendly perspective saying that he's awesome but I'm straight, have a gf, don't wanna mess up the friendship, blah blah blah.
and he FLIPS THE FUCK OUT
Starts in on this crazed rant about his father, how nobody will ever love him, his self-loathing/excommunicated from the mormon church for being gay/suicidal nature and the more disturbing part, how everything wrong in his life was entirely my fault for not loving him the way he loved me.
By the time I kicked him out of my house he had that glossy, sociopathic look in his eyes that people get when they're blackout drunk (or just fucking insane) and was breaking things, speaking jibberish and just being.. you know.. fuckin' nuts.
He apologized a few weeks later. I tried once or twice to hang out with him but he made it really uncomfortable and clear that I needed to cut ties. So I did.
End of story, right?
I
FUCKING
WISH
So a year or so later (this is where we get to the 'creepiest online experience' part) I get added on FB by a dude who says he's the leader of the Tobin Wolf fan-club and that he found my (public) profile by searching for "Tobin" which is my dog's name. I'm a musician and have a couple thousand followers on most social networks, so I didn't think much of it.
The fan club page was about a year old and had something like 1500 likes.
So, fast forward to a few weeks later.. I'm going to see MSTRKRFT at the Vanguard and I'm psyched, so I post about it on FB.
"Going to see MSTRKRFT, fuck yeah!" - or something to that effect.
Private message from Tobin Wolf fan guy: "You're going to see MSTRKRFT!? I LOVE MSTRKRFT!"
To which I responded: "Yep. I'm stoked." (That's it)
.......
So now my buddy and I are at this show, having a blast, and he wants to go outside to smoke. I don't smoke but since we're there together I agree to go with him.
When we come out to the garden, out of the corner of my eye I catch the neighbor in the scariest, cross-legged, fatal-attraction-looking-stare pose you can imagine.
I tell my buddy I'm with.. "Um, dude, we gotta go back inside - like right now."
.........
That's the next time you'd think the story was over, right? No.
So now we're inside the show and I start getting text messages - on a new phone number I'd gotten within the past year but is available on my FB page - from neighbor guy - AKA, the leader of the fucking Tobin Wolf fanclub.
"I miss you. I love you. YOU FUCKED UP MY ENTIRE LIFE WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO ME."
"I'm sorry about that. I'm just really emotional. It's been a long time since I've seen you and I've thought about you so much since then."
"Please just answer me."
"I have a check for you. Somebody is paying me to write my memoirs and you're in them. Just meet up with me so I can give you the money."
"I FUCKING HATE YOU. YOU'RE JUST LIKE EVERY OTHER MAN IN MY LIFE."
etc. etc. etc.
This went on for 8 straight hours. Not exaggerating at all. I sincerely wish I didn't end up dropping that phone into a toilet at some other party while I was blacked out on Absynthe like six months later [another, awesome story] so I could copy and paste the things he said here. I really never thought people could get that crazy.
I called around the next day trying to figure out how to get a restraining order, which is surprisingly hard to get - considering how important they can, obviously, be.
Eventually the local precinct sent an officer down to his house to talk to him. That and changing my number again pretty much did the trick. I received a few emails from him later on that were sort of carzy-guy versions of apologies, but I just blocked them and haven't heard from him since.
TL;DR
Miss Bliss' best friend told my self-loathing, suicidal, ex-mormon, gay upstairs neighbor to confess his love for me. He does. I'm not down. He freaks out to where I stop talking to him... and then SPENDS THE NEXT 2YRS CREATING A "BELIEVABLE" FB PROFILE TO RE-GAIN ACCESS TO MY LIFE, FINDS OUT I'M GONNA BE AT A CONCERT, SHOWS UP THERE, AND TEXTS ME STUFF THAT MADE ME SINCERELY WORRY FOR MY LIFE AND SEEK A RESTRAINING ORDER.
Edit: Formatting.
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbtvj4z | I had an upstairs neighbor when I lived in Hollywood that I used to smoke weed with after work pretty often as he and I were the only non-senior citizens in the building. He, like many of my friends at the time, was gay; and while he was a little over-the-top/sensational about it, he seemed relatively normal for a resident of the predominately gay West Hollywood-adjacent neighborhood we lived in.
After a half a year or so of being friends we'd go hang out with other friends every once in a while or to a party or whatever. Often with the GF I was with GF at the time, sometimes with his roommate or some mixture of our friends.
One night we were at this (AWESOME) party.
[That's a whole 'nother story in and of itself.. it was a party thrown on Melrose at a house occupied by a female roller derby team with a bluecrass (yes, blue c rass) band called Old Man Markley playing in front of an Airstream trailer decorated with christmas lights that was set up behind the fire pit where they were roasting an alligator on a spit, next to a small workshop area where these greaser dudes were working on a hotrod... like seriously.]
While we were at this party this B-list celeb (who's identity haunts me to this day.. I swear it was the chick who played Miss Bliss' friend Tina but I'm not sure enough to say I'm sure.. everybody was all on her nutz all night for being some somebody.. w/e) told my drunken neighbor that he needed to confess his undying love to me, which I guess was much more apparent to her than it was to me.
So we get back from this party and he does just that. I respond from a friendly perspective saying that he's awesome but I'm straight, have a gf, don't wanna mess up the friendship, blah blah blah.
and he FLIPS THE FUCK OUT
Starts in on this crazed rant about his father, how nobody will ever love him, his self-loathing/excommunicated from the mormon church for being gay/suicidal nature and the more disturbing part, how everything wrong in his life was entirely my fault for not loving him the way he loved me.
By the time I kicked him out of my house he had that glossy, sociopathic look in his eyes that people get when they're blackout drunk (or just fucking insane) and was breaking things, speaking jibberish and just being.. you know.. fuckin' nuts.
He apologized a few weeks later. I tried once or twice to hang out with him but he made it really uncomfortable and clear that I needed to cut ties. So I did.
End of story, right?
I
FUCKING
WISH
So a year or so later (this is where we get to the 'creepiest online experience' part) I get added on FB by a dude who says he's the leader of the Tobin Wolf fan-club and that he found my (public) profile by searching for "Tobin" which is my dog's name. I'm a musician and have a couple thousand followers on most social networks, so I didn't think much of it.
The fan club page was about a year old and had something like 1500 likes.
So, fast forward to a few weeks later.. I'm going to see MSTRKRFT at the Vanguard and I'm psyched, so I post about it on FB.
"Going to see MSTRKRFT, fuck yeah!" - or something to that effect.
Private message from Tobin Wolf fan guy: "You're going to see MSTRKRFT!? I LOVE MSTRKRFT!"
To which I responded: "Yep. I'm stoked." (That's it)
.......
So now my buddy and I are at this show, having a blast, and he wants to go outside to smoke. I don't smoke but since we're there together I agree to go with him.
When we come out to the garden, out of the corner of my eye I catch the neighbor in the scariest, cross-legged, fatal-attraction-looking-stare pose you can imagine.
I tell my buddy I'm with.. "Um, dude, we gotta go back inside - like right now."
.........
That's the next time you'd think the story was over, right? No.
So now we're inside the show and I start getting text messages - on a new phone number I'd gotten within the past year but is available on my FB page - from neighbor guy - AKA, the leader of the fucking Tobin Wolf fanclub.
"I miss you. I love you. YOU FUCKED UP MY ENTIRE LIFE WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO ME."
"I'm sorry about that. I'm just really emotional. It's been a long time since I've seen you and I've thought about you so much since then."
"Please just answer me."
"I have a check for you. Somebody is paying me to write my memoirs and you're in them. Just meet up with me so I can give you the money."
"I FUCKING HATE YOU. YOU'RE JUST LIKE EVERY OTHER MAN IN MY LIFE."
etc. etc. etc.
This went on for 8 straight hours. Not exaggerating at all. I sincerely wish I didn't end up dropping that phone into a toilet at some other party while I was blacked out on Absynthe like six months later [another, awesome story] so I could copy and paste the things he said here. I really never thought people could get that crazy.
I called around the next day trying to figure out how to get a restraining order, which is surprisingly hard to get - considering how important they can, obviously, be.
Eventually the local precinct sent an officer down to his house to talk to him. That and changing my number again pretty much did the trick. I received a few emails from him later on that were sort of carzy-guy versions of apologies, but I just blocked them and haven't heard from him since. | Miss Bliss' best friend told my self-loathing, suicidal, ex-mormon, gay upstairs neighbor to confess his love for me. He does. I'm not down. He freaks out to where I stop talking to him... and then SPENDS THE NEXT 2YRS CREATING A "BELIEVABLE" FB PROFILE TO RE-GAIN ACCESS TO MY LIFE, FINDS OUT I'M GONNA BE AT A CONCERT, SHOWS UP THERE, AND TEXTS ME STUFF THAT MADE ME SINCERELY WORRY FOR MY LIFE AND SEEK A RESTRAINING ORDER.
Edit: Formatting. |
IHazBoobs85 | I once started talking to a guy online, we talked for a few months. Texted, phoned each other, cammed etc. Decided to meet up. He was a fucking LUNATIC in person. Told me that he was going to chop my pinky toes off and eat them. It was probably the scariest encounter of my life. I managed to get out of the restaurant (ok, hotel room, don't judge me!) and ran like Usain Bolt tony buddy's house that was close by. Tried reporting it to the police, but apparently everything he'd told me was lies.
I thought I knew this guy. We'd talk for hours every night on the phone and I never guessed that he was batshit crazy.
You never can tell!
TL;DR : Dude wanted to eat my pinky toes, I beat the fuck out of him and escaped. Freaky as fuck. | I once started talking to a guy online, we talked for a few months. Texted, phoned each other, cammed etc. Decided to meet up. He was a fucking LUNATIC in person. Told me that he was going to chop my pinky toes off and eat them. It was probably the scariest encounter of my life. I managed to get out of the restaurant (ok, hotel room, don't judge me!) and ran like Usain Bolt tony buddy's house that was close by. Tried reporting it to the police, but apparently everything he'd told me was lies.
I thought I knew this guy. We'd talk for hours every night on the phone and I never guessed that he was batshit crazy.
You never can tell!
TL;DR : Dude wanted to eat my pinky toes, I beat the fuck out of him and escaped. Freaky as fuck.
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbtwbdg | I once started talking to a guy online, we talked for a few months. Texted, phoned each other, cammed etc. Decided to meet up. He was a fucking LUNATIC in person. Told me that he was going to chop my pinky toes off and eat them. It was probably the scariest encounter of my life. I managed to get out of the restaurant (ok, hotel room, don't judge me!) and ran like Usain Bolt tony buddy's house that was close by. Tried reporting it to the police, but apparently everything he'd told me was lies.
I thought I knew this guy. We'd talk for hours every night on the phone and I never guessed that he was batshit crazy.
You never can tell! | Dude wanted to eat my pinky toes, I beat the fuck out of him and escaped. Freaky as fuck. |
iristhevirus | Was on a birth board/forum for a long time. (Had our pregnancies and babies together.) Got to know a lot of wonderful people who legitimately are wonderful people in real life and they helped me through some really tough times.
Unfortunately, one of the people that I liked in the early days ended up turning out to be the killer Karla Homolka. (Of Paul Bernardo and Karla Homolka.)
Then there was this whole thing where someone made up an account and made up a username using the name of a victim and proceeded to ['haunt']( her. I shit you not. So yeah...
**TL;DR: Serial sex killer Karla Homolka was on my birth board, someone decided to 'haunt' her.** | Was on a birth board/forum for a long time. (Had our pregnancies and babies together.) Got to know a lot of wonderful people who legitimately are wonderful people in real life and they helped me through some really tough times.
Unfortunately, one of the people that I liked in the early days ended up turning out to be the killer Karla Homolka. (Of Paul Bernardo and Karla Homolka.)
Then there was this whole thing where someone made up an account and made up a username using the name of a victim and proceeded to ['haunt']( her. I shit you not. So yeah...
TL;DR: Serial sex killer Karla Homolka was on my birth board, someone decided to 'haunt' her.
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbtwwr9 | Was on a birth board/forum for a long time. (Had our pregnancies and babies together.) Got to know a lot of wonderful people who legitimately are wonderful people in real life and they helped me through some really tough times.
Unfortunately, one of the people that I liked in the early days ended up turning out to be the killer Karla Homolka. (Of Paul Bernardo and Karla Homolka.)
Then there was this whole thing where someone made up an account and made up a username using the name of a victim and proceeded to ['haunt']( her. I shit you not. So yeah... | Serial sex killer Karla Homolka was on my birth board, someone decided to 'haunt' her. |
joshofclubs | I tend to abuse this system... my first character in almost any MMO is a female. I don't flirt and I never say I'm a girl in real life... I just coast along for a few weeks using an excess of smilies when I talk and people give me free shit. Then I liquidate, make my real character and proceed to enjoy the game.
TLDR: If I was born a woman, I'd have been a stripper. | I tend to abuse this system... my first character in almost any MMO is a female. I don't flirt and I never say I'm a girl in real life... I just coast along for a few weeks using an excess of smilies when I talk and people give me free shit. Then I liquidate, make my real character and proceed to enjoy the game.
TLDR: If I was born a woman, I'd have been a stripper.
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbtxklt | I tend to abuse this system... my first character in almost any MMO is a female. I don't flirt and I never say I'm a girl in real life... I just coast along for a few weeks using an excess of smilies when I talk and people give me free shit. Then I liquidate, make my real character and proceed to enjoy the game. | If I was born a woman, I'd have been a stripper. |
comesafterFspot | Doesn't really compare to the seriously creepy stories here, but here goes:
About 12 years ago when I was still hanging out on IRC, I started hanging out in one room (side story: this is the channel where I met my (future) wife). Over the days/weeks you get a better sense of who's who, the do's and the don'ts of the channel, etc. And of course, seeing if you could recognize nicknames which were in the habit of joining, saying nothing, and getting kickbanned for PMing women without first asking to do so in the channel.
Well this one guy -- don't recall what nick he used -- seemed to have a very narrow focus. The only thing he would message the women would be with "have you ever had a broken toe?" Never seemed to have an interest in anything else, zero interest in having a social chat with the group. As such, he was simply known as "broken toe guy".
**TL;DR** broken toe | Doesn't really compare to the seriously creepy stories here, but here goes:
About 12 years ago when I was still hanging out on IRC, I started hanging out in one room (side story: this is the channel where I met my (future) wife). Over the days/weeks you get a better sense of who's who, the do's and the don'ts of the channel, etc. And of course, seeing if you could recognize nicknames which were in the habit of joining, saying nothing, and getting kickbanned for PMing women without first asking to do so in the channel.
Well this one guy -- don't recall what nick he used -- seemed to have a very narrow focus. The only thing he would message the women would be with "have you ever had a broken toe?" Never seemed to have an interest in anything else, zero interest in having a social chat with the group. As such, he was simply known as "broken toe guy".
TL;DR broken toe
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbtxo79 | Doesn't really compare to the seriously creepy stories here, but here goes:
About 12 years ago when I was still hanging out on IRC, I started hanging out in one room (side story: this is the channel where I met my (future) wife). Over the days/weeks you get a better sense of who's who, the do's and the don'ts of the channel, etc. And of course, seeing if you could recognize nicknames which were in the habit of joining, saying nothing, and getting kickbanned for PMing women without first asking to do so in the channel.
Well this one guy -- don't recall what nick he used -- seemed to have a very narrow focus. The only thing he would message the women would be with "have you ever had a broken toe?" Never seemed to have an interest in anything else, zero interest in having a social chat with the group. As such, he was simply known as "broken toe guy". | broken toe |
skullknap | I was sent this on youtube
I want you to read the following and be honest with your self at the end and decide in a moment of truth with oneself.......... Allah (The Creator of the Heaven and the earth) the one to be worshiped with perfect love and perfect submission created us for a great purpose and that is to worship Him alone, to turn to Him alone, to pray to Him alone...He sent Messengers from Adam to Noah, Abraham, Moses, Jesus, Jacob, etc ....till the final Messenger Muhammad Peace be upon all of them.
They all came with the same message and that is " No one is worthy of worship except Allah" .....all the creation of Allah submitted itself to the Creator willingly or unwillingly as Allah The Most High says in the Quran " Do they seek other than the religion of Allah (the true Islamic
Monotheism worshiping none but Allah Alone), while to Him submitted all creatures in the heavens and the earth, willingly or unwillingly. And to Him shall they all be returned" ( 3:83)
We were born without being asked, when we were in the womb of our mothers, who took care of us there? when we came out to this earth who took care of us then? who is the one that put the love in the hearts of every mother to take care of her child? who is the one that provides for us food, water, etc. we breath the air that He created for us.....for what reason? He is the Most WIse and the Most Merciful........all of that is to worship Him alone and not to set rivals with Him. A Muslim believes in all the Messengers and honor them they are the best of all the humanbeings, what was the message of Abraham? did he worship Jesus (Peace be upon him)? what was the Religion of Abraham? was it Christianity or Judaism? it didn't exist then....it was ISLAM......submitting to Allah the Most High......"
Abraham was neither a Jew nor a Christian, but he was a true Muslim (meaning in the state of submission to Allah) Hanifa (someone that would stay away from associating partners with Allah) and he was not of Al-Mushrikun (Polytheists)" (3: 67)
If you believe in the Creator of the heavens and the earth, that He is the creator, sustainer etc.....if you believe that He is the only one worthy of worship not any of His creation not a Prophet from Adam till Muhammed Peace be unto all of them and including Jesus Peace be upon him.....if you believe in that say now with your tongue "I BEAR WITNESS THAT THERE IS NO ONE WORTHY OF WORSHIP EXCEPT ALLAH.....AND I BEAR WITNESS THAT PROPHET MUHAMMED IS THE FINAL MESSENGER OF ALLAH"
This is the Shahada but you have to say it in Arabic also, so read out loud the following translation......"ASH HADU ALLA ILLAHA ILLA ALLAH.....WA ASH HADU ANNA MUHAMMADAN RASOOL UL ALLAH"
That's it as simple as that...and then take the time to learn step by step the beauty of this religion, you don't need to learn everything
first to say the shahada because if you beleive in what is written above just say it and then take the time to learn.....
May Allah The Most High guide us all to the truth.
TL;DR Islam related
It isn't necessarily creepy, just very angry and it seems that he is shouting at me, I was confused and slightly creeped out when he only sent it to me.. | I was sent this on youtube
I want you to read the following and be honest with your self at the end and decide in a moment of truth with oneself.......... Allah (The Creator of the Heaven and the earth) the one to be worshiped with perfect love and perfect submission created us for a great purpose and that is to worship Him alone, to turn to Him alone, to pray to Him alone...He sent Messengers from Adam to Noah, Abraham, Moses, Jesus, Jacob, etc ....till the final Messenger Muhammad Peace be upon all of them.
They all came with the same message and that is " No one is worthy of worship except Allah" .....all the creation of Allah submitted itself to the Creator willingly or unwillingly as Allah The Most High says in the Quran " Do they seek other than the religion of Allah (the true Islamic
Monotheism worshiping none but Allah Alone), while to Him submitted all creatures in the heavens and the earth, willingly or unwillingly. And to Him shall they all be returned" ( 3:83)
We were born without being asked, when we were in the womb of our mothers, who took care of us there? when we came out to this earth who took care of us then? who is the one that put the love in the hearts of every mother to take care of her child? who is the one that provides for us food, water, etc. we breath the air that He created for us.....for what reason? He is the Most WIse and the Most Merciful........all of that is to worship Him alone and not to set rivals with Him. A Muslim believes in all the Messengers and honor them they are the best of all the humanbeings, what was the message of Abraham? did he worship Jesus (Peace be upon him)? what was the Religion of Abraham? was it Christianity or Judaism? it didn't exist then....it was ISLAM......submitting to Allah the Most High......"
Abraham was neither a Jew nor a Christian, but he was a true Muslim (meaning in the state of submission to Allah) Hanifa (someone that would stay away from associating partners with Allah) and he was not of Al-Mushrikun (Polytheists)" (3: 67)
If you believe in the Creator of the heavens and the earth, that He is the creator, sustainer etc.....if you believe that He is the only one worthy of worship not any of His creation not a Prophet from Adam till Muhammed Peace be unto all of them and including Jesus Peace be upon him.....if you believe in that say now with your tongue "I BEAR WITNESS THAT THERE IS NO ONE WORTHY OF WORSHIP EXCEPT ALLAH.....AND I BEAR WITNESS THAT PROPHET MUHAMMED IS THE FINAL MESSENGER OF ALLAH"
This is the Shahada but you have to say it in Arabic also, so read out loud the following translation......"ASH HADU ALLA ILLAHA ILLA ALLAH.....WA ASH HADU ANNA MUHAMMADAN RASOOL UL ALLAH"
That's it as simple as that...and then take the time to learn step by step the beauty of this religion, you don't need to learn everything
first to say the shahada because if you beleive in what is written above just say it and then take the time to learn.....
May Allah The Most High guide us all to the truth.
TL;DR Islam related
It isn't necessarily creepy, just very angry and it seems that he is shouting at me, I was confused and slightly creeped out when he only sent it to me..
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbtzv4o | I was sent this on youtube
I want you to read the following and be honest with your self at the end and decide in a moment of truth with oneself.......... Allah (The Creator of the Heaven and the earth) the one to be worshiped with perfect love and perfect submission created us for a great purpose and that is to worship Him alone, to turn to Him alone, to pray to Him alone...He sent Messengers from Adam to Noah, Abraham, Moses, Jesus, Jacob, etc ....till the final Messenger Muhammad Peace be upon all of them.
They all came with the same message and that is " No one is worthy of worship except Allah" .....all the creation of Allah submitted itself to the Creator willingly or unwillingly as Allah The Most High says in the Quran " Do they seek other than the religion of Allah (the true Islamic
Monotheism worshiping none but Allah Alone), while to Him submitted all creatures in the heavens and the earth, willingly or unwillingly. And to Him shall they all be returned" ( 3:83)
We were born without being asked, when we were in the womb of our mothers, who took care of us there? when we came out to this earth who took care of us then? who is the one that put the love in the hearts of every mother to take care of her child? who is the one that provides for us food, water, etc. we breath the air that He created for us.....for what reason? He is the Most WIse and the Most Merciful........all of that is to worship Him alone and not to set rivals with Him. A Muslim believes in all the Messengers and honor them they are the best of all the humanbeings, what was the message of Abraham? did he worship Jesus (Peace be upon him)? what was the Religion of Abraham? was it Christianity or Judaism? it didn't exist then....it was ISLAM......submitting to Allah the Most High......"
Abraham was neither a Jew nor a Christian, but he was a true Muslim (meaning in the state of submission to Allah) Hanifa (someone that would stay away from associating partners with Allah) and he was not of Al-Mushrikun (Polytheists)" (3: 67)
If you believe in the Creator of the heavens and the earth, that He is the creator, sustainer etc.....if you believe that He is the only one worthy of worship not any of His creation not a Prophet from Adam till Muhammed Peace be unto all of them and including Jesus Peace be upon him.....if you believe in that say now with your tongue "I BEAR WITNESS THAT THERE IS NO ONE WORTHY OF WORSHIP EXCEPT ALLAH.....AND I BEAR WITNESS THAT PROPHET MUHAMMED IS THE FINAL MESSENGER OF ALLAH"
This is the Shahada but you have to say it in Arabic also, so read out loud the following translation......"ASH HADU ALLA ILLAHA ILLA ALLAH.....WA ASH HADU ANNA MUHAMMADAN RASOOL UL ALLAH"
That's it as simple as that...and then take the time to learn step by step the beauty of this religion, you don't need to learn everything
first to say the shahada because if you beleive in what is written above just say it and then take the time to learn.....
May Allah The Most High guide us all to the truth. | Islam related
It isn't necessarily creepy, just very angry and it seems that he is shouting at me, I was confused and slightly creeped out when he only sent it to me.. |
lumpiestprincess | I was on livejournal years back and part of a pretty popular group called spoiledgirls. Started out as a community for just that, but over time it was a good community for women 15-25 to talk about their lives, get advice, and so on. About 2000 members or so?
One of the members was a bit older, 27 or 28 I think and I was maybe 22 at the time. She was like the community mom, everyone had her on their friends list, she was considerate, caring, led a seemingly awesome life with her husband in a loft in Chicago and she was someone everyone liked and looked up to.
Then she got pregnant with her first kid and everyone was so happy for her. For 9 months people basically clung to her every written word about her pregnancy journey and supported her.
Then there was an announcement on her personal lj from her friend saying she had passed away in labour. The community went nuts, trying to find ways to donate to her husband and newborn son, tears were shed, people were shocked. The story had holes, the way it was written from the friend, but everyone was too sad at first to look into it.
Then it got weird. People started digging into info, looking for an obit, trying to get more details. Nothing was coming up. A week or so goes by and then she called one of the girls (not sure how she had the number) saying it was a hacker, that she was fine. The voicemail was recorded and posted, and it was obvious that the voice was not of a 27 year old. She was clearly much, much older.
More digging was done and it was discovered it was all a lie. She was a 60 year old woman who was I believe unmarried and living this weird fake life on livejournal. This woman updated DAILY for years about her life being a newlywed, about her 'job', hearing people share their darkest and deepest secrets, it was so strange. Turns out she was done with it and wanted to out with a bang or something and 'died' and then when people dug she tried to make it a 'hacker' and it all unraveled. I quit livejournal right after that, deleted my account and never went back.
TL;DR - lady led a fake life on livejournal, got bored of it and 'died' after getting the secrets and details on about 2000 20 year old women | I was on livejournal years back and part of a pretty popular group called spoiledgirls. Started out as a community for just that, but over time it was a good community for women 15-25 to talk about their lives, get advice, and so on. About 2000 members or so?
One of the members was a bit older, 27 or 28 I think and I was maybe 22 at the time. She was like the community mom, everyone had her on their friends list, she was considerate, caring, led a seemingly awesome life with her husband in a loft in Chicago and she was someone everyone liked and looked up to.
Then she got pregnant with her first kid and everyone was so happy for her. For 9 months people basically clung to her every written word about her pregnancy journey and supported her.
Then there was an announcement on her personal lj from her friend saying she had passed away in labour. The community went nuts, trying to find ways to donate to her husband and newborn son, tears were shed, people were shocked. The story had holes, the way it was written from the friend, but everyone was too sad at first to look into it.
Then it got weird. People started digging into info, looking for an obit, trying to get more details. Nothing was coming up. A week or so goes by and then she called one of the girls (not sure how she had the number) saying it was a hacker, that she was fine. The voicemail was recorded and posted, and it was obvious that the voice was not of a 27 year old. She was clearly much, much older.
More digging was done and it was discovered it was all a lie. She was a 60 year old woman who was I believe unmarried and living this weird fake life on livejournal. This woman updated DAILY for years about her life being a newlywed, about her 'job', hearing people share their darkest and deepest secrets, it was so strange. Turns out she was done with it and wanted to out with a bang or something and 'died' and then when people dug she tried to make it a 'hacker' and it all unraveled. I quit livejournal right after that, deleted my account and never went back.
TL;DR - lady led a fake life on livejournal, got bored of it and 'died' after getting the secrets and details on about 2000 20 year old women
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbtzz90 | I was on livejournal years back and part of a pretty popular group called spoiledgirls. Started out as a community for just that, but over time it was a good community for women 15-25 to talk about their lives, get advice, and so on. About 2000 members or so?
One of the members was a bit older, 27 or 28 I think and I was maybe 22 at the time. She was like the community mom, everyone had her on their friends list, she was considerate, caring, led a seemingly awesome life with her husband in a loft in Chicago and she was someone everyone liked and looked up to.
Then she got pregnant with her first kid and everyone was so happy for her. For 9 months people basically clung to her every written word about her pregnancy journey and supported her.
Then there was an announcement on her personal lj from her friend saying she had passed away in labour. The community went nuts, trying to find ways to donate to her husband and newborn son, tears were shed, people were shocked. The story had holes, the way it was written from the friend, but everyone was too sad at first to look into it.
Then it got weird. People started digging into info, looking for an obit, trying to get more details. Nothing was coming up. A week or so goes by and then she called one of the girls (not sure how she had the number) saying it was a hacker, that she was fine. The voicemail was recorded and posted, and it was obvious that the voice was not of a 27 year old. She was clearly much, much older.
More digging was done and it was discovered it was all a lie. She was a 60 year old woman who was I believe unmarried and living this weird fake life on livejournal. This woman updated DAILY for years about her life being a newlywed, about her 'job', hearing people share their darkest and deepest secrets, it was so strange. Turns out she was done with it and wanted to out with a bang or something and 'died' and then when people dug she tried to make it a 'hacker' and it all unraveled. I quit livejournal right after that, deleted my account and never went back. | lady led a fake life on livejournal, got bored of it and 'died' after getting the secrets and details on about 2000 20 year old women |
tamasuperstar | I followed a link off 4chan that said it was a new Breaking Bad trailer.
Of course, It was a picture of Jeff the Killer flashing at seizures speeds while making a horrible screaming noise... also it didn't close properly.
Oh and I was in bed wearing headphones in the dark.
I slammed my laptop shut and actually had to calm myself down for 10 minutes.
TL;DR: Don't follow links off 4chan kids. | I followed a link off 4chan that said it was a new Breaking Bad trailer.
Of course, It was a picture of Jeff the Killer flashing at seizures speeds while making a horrible screaming noise... also it didn't close properly.
Oh and I was in bed wearing headphones in the dark.
I slammed my laptop shut and actually had to calm myself down for 10 minutes.
TL;DR: Don't follow links off 4chan kids.
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbu0o6p | I followed a link off 4chan that said it was a new Breaking Bad trailer.
Of course, It was a picture of Jeff the Killer flashing at seizures speeds while making a horrible screaming noise... also it didn't close properly.
Oh and I was in bed wearing headphones in the dark.
I slammed my laptop shut and actually had to calm myself down for 10 minutes. | Don't follow links off 4chan kids. |
Yogpod | I remember back in the day I used to browse random chat rooms in search for places to find friends on-line with similar interests to me. One time I stumbled over this special chat room which had a fair bit of people talking in it and I began joining in the conversation as well. After a while they started talking about me, but what was strange was that the people actually began saying more things about me than I said about me to them, things I didn't think I had told anyone. After a while they could from what few things I had revealed guess my name, guess how I looked and approximately where I lived. It begun creeping me out, and I was ready to leave before someone posted a picture link, clicking on it I saw a picture of me on my school photo, which I had never scanned into the computer prior to this. I nope'd the fuck out of there as fast I could. Another thing worth mentioning is that the handle I used had no connections towards anything else I had done, and was used for chat rooms only, it also changed for each chat room I went to.
TL;DR Random strangers knew a bunch of my personal info, albeit having never met me before. | I remember back in the day I used to browse random chat rooms in search for places to find friends on-line with similar interests to me. One time I stumbled over this special chat room which had a fair bit of people talking in it and I began joining in the conversation as well. After a while they started talking about me, but what was strange was that the people actually began saying more things about me than I said about me to them, things I didn't think I had told anyone. After a while they could from what few things I had revealed guess my name, guess how I looked and approximately where I lived. It begun creeping me out, and I was ready to leave before someone posted a picture link, clicking on it I saw a picture of me on my school photo, which I had never scanned into the computer prior to this. I nope'd the fuck out of there as fast I could. Another thing worth mentioning is that the handle I used had no connections towards anything else I had done, and was used for chat rooms only, it also changed for each chat room I went to.
TL;DR Random strangers knew a bunch of my personal info, albeit having never met me before.
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbu12ni | I remember back in the day I used to browse random chat rooms in search for places to find friends on-line with similar interests to me. One time I stumbled over this special chat room which had a fair bit of people talking in it and I began joining in the conversation as well. After a while they started talking about me, but what was strange was that the people actually began saying more things about me than I said about me to them, things I didn't think I had told anyone. After a while they could from what few things I had revealed guess my name, guess how I looked and approximately where I lived. It begun creeping me out, and I was ready to leave before someone posted a picture link, clicking on it I saw a picture of me on my school photo, which I had never scanned into the computer prior to this. I nope'd the fuck out of there as fast I could. Another thing worth mentioning is that the handle I used had no connections towards anything else I had done, and was used for chat rooms only, it also changed for each chat room I went to. | Random strangers knew a bunch of my personal info, albeit having never met me before. |
throwitawayfarfarawa | Throwing it away to be safe...
My boyfriend was using my laptop for some "personal" browsing time as he did occasionally. Okay fine, frequently... I never minded (I'm a woman) but always warned him to be careful and helped him get the hang of what is a real link versus shady links, etc.
So late one night he tells me something is wrong with my laptop. I sigh, annoyed that I have to remove another random virus, and start checking out the computer. Typical annoying things-can't Ctrl-Alt-Del, can't run the virus scanner, etc. So I open Windows Explorer and try to find what files & folders have been recently accessed/modified. I don't recall exactly what I discovered (and don't want to incorrectly guess) but I found the old Palm backup files, contact lists, etc. that were all saved in the same folder had just been accessed even though I hadn't looked at them in a couple years at the time. That was the only thing I could find right away and immediately got super nervous. EVERY contact I had from family to work to school was in there and had clearly just been accessed by a hacker (or trojan or whatever.)
Then... my phone rings. And it was super late-1am or something on a weeknight. One glance at the random number (ended up being from Europe I think) and it only took me a second to realize what was happening. Flipped the wi-fi switch on my computer off, unplugged the modem and router and sat there in disbelief. And the calls kept coming. Again and again and again. Then a blocked number-just all 0s. They probably made 100 consecutive calls during the night. I don't normally get late calls so it's not like this could have just been another friend-a friend would leave a VM or text.
TL;DR Boyfriend downloaded ransomware
Edit: ransomware not ransonware
| Throwing it away to be safe...
My boyfriend was using my laptop for some "personal" browsing time as he did occasionally. Okay fine, frequently... I never minded (I'm a woman) but always warned him to be careful and helped him get the hang of what is a real link versus shady links, etc.
So late one night he tells me something is wrong with my laptop. I sigh, annoyed that I have to remove another random virus, and start checking out the computer. Typical annoying things-can't Ctrl-Alt-Del, can't run the virus scanner, etc. So I open Windows Explorer and try to find what files & folders have been recently accessed/modified. I don't recall exactly what I discovered (and don't want to incorrectly guess) but I found the old Palm backup files, contact lists, etc. that were all saved in the same folder had just been accessed even though I hadn't looked at them in a couple years at the time. That was the only thing I could find right away and immediately got super nervous. EVERY contact I had from family to work to school was in there and had clearly just been accessed by a hacker (or trojan or whatever.)
Then... my phone rings. And it was super late-1am or something on a weeknight. One glance at the random number (ended up being from Europe I think) and it only took me a second to realize what was happening. Flipped the wi-fi switch on my computer off, unplugged the modem and router and sat there in disbelief. And the calls kept coming. Again and again and again. Then a blocked number-just all 0s. They probably made 100 consecutive calls during the night. I don't normally get late calls so it's not like this could have just been another friend-a friend would leave a VM or text.
TL;DR Boyfriend downloaded ransomware
Edit: ransomware not ransonware
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbu1qf6 | Throwing it away to be safe...
My boyfriend was using my laptop for some "personal" browsing time as he did occasionally. Okay fine, frequently... I never minded (I'm a woman) but always warned him to be careful and helped him get the hang of what is a real link versus shady links, etc.
So late one night he tells me something is wrong with my laptop. I sigh, annoyed that I have to remove another random virus, and start checking out the computer. Typical annoying things-can't Ctrl-Alt-Del, can't run the virus scanner, etc. So I open Windows Explorer and try to find what files & folders have been recently accessed/modified. I don't recall exactly what I discovered (and don't want to incorrectly guess) but I found the old Palm backup files, contact lists, etc. that were all saved in the same folder had just been accessed even though I hadn't looked at them in a couple years at the time. That was the only thing I could find right away and immediately got super nervous. EVERY contact I had from family to work to school was in there and had clearly just been accessed by a hacker (or trojan or whatever.)
Then... my phone rings. And it was super late-1am or something on a weeknight. One glance at the random number (ended up being from Europe I think) and it only took me a second to realize what was happening. Flipped the wi-fi switch on my computer off, unplugged the modem and router and sat there in disbelief. And the calls kept coming. Again and again and again. Then a blocked number-just all 0s. They probably made 100 consecutive calls during the night. I don't normally get late calls so it's not like this could have just been another friend-a friend would leave a VM or text. | Boyfriend downloaded ransomware
Edit: ransomware not ransonware |
cookyflukemegg | Unfortunately this will not be seen, but...
Back in the day (whe I was a young teen) there was this art site called Elfwood - it was mostly fantasy stuff but had really amazing graphic design folks on it. I was part of the community and had some of my school projects out there and Photoshop dabblings.
Anywho, this one guy starts following my art religiously. We exchange words a few times and chat a bit back and forth through the messenger thing they had. Everything was cool at first, but then he starts getting creepy - talking about us "being together." He's some gothy 30-year-old in the Netherlands. I was 16 in the US. I told him not to ever contact me.
Skip forward a week. I got into work (worked in a pharmacy on weekends) and my boss lets me know that some guy had been calling for me constantly. That night, the guy called - it was Netherlands Goth. Somehow he tracked me down to my store (even though he didn't know what part of Central FL I lived in!!). Mind you, this is before Facebook and I didn't have a Myspace at the time (I was "too cool for mainstream"). I hung up on him and basically told everyone to do the same. Finally a co-worker told him I'd died one he started saying he was going to book a flight and come find me - he stopped calling.
TL,DR; Some 30-year-old guy in the Netherlands wanted to marry me when I was 16 - somehow tracked down my exact store I was working in to call me. | Unfortunately this will not be seen, but...
Back in the day (whe I was a young teen) there was this art site called Elfwood - it was mostly fantasy stuff but had really amazing graphic design folks on it. I was part of the community and had some of my school projects out there and Photoshop dabblings.
Anywho, this one guy starts following my art religiously. We exchange words a few times and chat a bit back and forth through the messenger thing they had. Everything was cool at first, but then he starts getting creepy - talking about us "being together." He's some gothy 30-year-old in the Netherlands. I was 16 in the US. I told him not to ever contact me.
Skip forward a week. I got into work (worked in a pharmacy on weekends) and my boss lets me know that some guy had been calling for me constantly. That night, the guy called - it was Netherlands Goth. Somehow he tracked me down to my store (even though he didn't know what part of Central FL I lived in!!). Mind you, this is before Facebook and I didn't have a Myspace at the time (I was "too cool for mainstream"). I hung up on him and basically told everyone to do the same. Finally a co-worker told him I'd died one he started saying he was going to book a flight and come find me - he stopped calling.
TL,DR; Some 30-year-old guy in the Netherlands wanted to marry me when I was 16 - somehow tracked down my exact store I was working in to call me.
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbu2fij | Unfortunately this will not be seen, but...
Back in the day (whe I was a young teen) there was this art site called Elfwood - it was mostly fantasy stuff but had really amazing graphic design folks on it. I was part of the community and had some of my school projects out there and Photoshop dabblings.
Anywho, this one guy starts following my art religiously. We exchange words a few times and chat a bit back and forth through the messenger thing they had. Everything was cool at first, but then he starts getting creepy - talking about us "being together." He's some gothy 30-year-old in the Netherlands. I was 16 in the US. I told him not to ever contact me.
Skip forward a week. I got into work (worked in a pharmacy on weekends) and my boss lets me know that some guy had been calling for me constantly. That night, the guy called - it was Netherlands Goth. Somehow he tracked me down to my store (even though he didn't know what part of Central FL I lived in!!). Mind you, this is before Facebook and I didn't have a Myspace at the time (I was "too cool for mainstream"). I hung up on him and basically told everyone to do the same. Finally a co-worker told him I'd died one he started saying he was going to book a flight and come find me - he stopped calling. | Some 30-year-old guy in the Netherlands wanted to marry me when I was 16 - somehow tracked down my exact store I was working in to call me. |
stringerbbell | Mine is really creepy. Friended a camgirl somehow from canada. Lcn. She hated doing it but i'd keep her company and talk about music and stuff. Never saw her naked, never spent a dime. Eventually we swapped numbers and she would call me to tell me about her day and how film class was going. She would text me when she was bored. One time I go into her group chat where she's drilling herself with a light up vibrator. She sees my name and completely freaks out. Ends the group chat and proceeds to cry in free chat about how it wasn't supposed to be that way. And that I was different. After sobbing, she flips out worse yelling into the cam that I should just fuck her. I signed off and that was the end of that. Tldr; got friendzoned by a camgirl | Mine is really creepy. Friended a camgirl somehow from canada. Lcn. She hated doing it but i'd keep her company and talk about music and stuff. Never saw her naked, never spent a dime. Eventually we swapped numbers and she would call me to tell me about her day and how film class was going. She would text me when she was bored. One time I go into her group chat where she's drilling herself with a light up vibrator. She sees my name and completely freaks out. Ends the group chat and proceeds to cry in free chat about how it wasn't supposed to be that way. And that I was different. After sobbing, she flips out worse yelling into the cam that I should just fuck her. I signed off and that was the end of that. Tldr; got friendzoned by a camgirl
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbu2ugv | Mine is really creepy. Friended a camgirl somehow from canada. Lcn. She hated doing it but i'd keep her company and talk about music and stuff. Never saw her naked, never spent a dime. Eventually we swapped numbers and she would call me to tell me about her day and how film class was going. She would text me when she was bored. One time I go into her group chat where she's drilling herself with a light up vibrator. She sees my name and completely freaks out. Ends the group chat and proceeds to cry in free chat about how it wasn't supposed to be that way. And that I was different. After sobbing, she flips out worse yelling into the cam that I should just fuck her. I signed off and that was the end of that. | got friendzoned by a camgirl |
AndroidAnthem | This will get buried, but here goes:
Once upon a time when Livejournal was still a thing, I had made several really close friends through one of the communities there. Four of us were really close over the span of several years, though we had never met in person.
My one friend--let's call her Chris--starts acting a bit off for awhile, a bit out of character. We were concerned, and my one friend begins to check up on her. Couldn't get ahold of her, a bit flaky, etc.
Turns out that at some point over those maybe 4 years, Chris moved in with a new roommate. Patty is a bit needy and unstable, but needed a place to stay. Chris gets bored with LJ quits checking the site and Patty just... hacks her info and pretends to be her. For *years.* They live in a big city, and Chris's life is glamorous. (Hence finally getting too busy for LJ). So Patty begins to pretty much RP her real life, revealing way more detail than Chris ever did. Embroiders in some places, but is more or less legit. I guess it was fun, since it got her the attention she wanted. Stole other bits of Chris's identity too, charging stuff to her credit card, etc. Once it was discovered, Patty got the boot out, and it took Chris a long time to put those pieces back in order.
It was and still is messed up. To this day, I'm still not sure how much of Chris's past is real, how much made up, or when her crazy roommate took over. I'll never know. Still friends with the real Chris, but that did it for LJ for me. Huge violation of trust, right there.
TL;DR. Online friend's crazy roommate stole her identity and RP'ed her life online for years. | This will get buried, but here goes:
Once upon a time when Livejournal was still a thing, I had made several really close friends through one of the communities there. Four of us were really close over the span of several years, though we had never met in person.
My one friend--let's call her Chris--starts acting a bit off for awhile, a bit out of character. We were concerned, and my one friend begins to check up on her. Couldn't get ahold of her, a bit flaky, etc.
Turns out that at some point over those maybe 4 years, Chris moved in with a new roommate. Patty is a bit needy and unstable, but needed a place to stay. Chris gets bored with LJ quits checking the site and Patty just... hacks her info and pretends to be her. For years. They live in a big city, and Chris's life is glamorous. (Hence finally getting too busy for LJ). So Patty begins to pretty much RP her real life, revealing way more detail than Chris ever did. Embroiders in some places, but is more or less legit. I guess it was fun, since it got her the attention she wanted. Stole other bits of Chris's identity too, charging stuff to her credit card, etc. Once it was discovered, Patty got the boot out, and it took Chris a long time to put those pieces back in order.
It was and still is messed up. To this day, I'm still not sure how much of Chris's past is real, how much made up, or when her crazy roommate took over. I'll never know. Still friends with the real Chris, but that did it for LJ for me. Huge violation of trust, right there.
TL;DR. Online friend's crazy roommate stole her identity and RP'ed her life online for years.
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbu2v99 | This will get buried, but here goes:
Once upon a time when Livejournal was still a thing, I had made several really close friends through one of the communities there. Four of us were really close over the span of several years, though we had never met in person.
My one friend--let's call her Chris--starts acting a bit off for awhile, a bit out of character. We were concerned, and my one friend begins to check up on her. Couldn't get ahold of her, a bit flaky, etc.
Turns out that at some point over those maybe 4 years, Chris moved in with a new roommate. Patty is a bit needy and unstable, but needed a place to stay. Chris gets bored with LJ quits checking the site and Patty just... hacks her info and pretends to be her. For years. They live in a big city, and Chris's life is glamorous. (Hence finally getting too busy for LJ). So Patty begins to pretty much RP her real life, revealing way more detail than Chris ever did. Embroiders in some places, but is more or less legit. I guess it was fun, since it got her the attention she wanted. Stole other bits of Chris's identity too, charging stuff to her credit card, etc. Once it was discovered, Patty got the boot out, and it took Chris a long time to put those pieces back in order.
It was and still is messed up. To this day, I'm still not sure how much of Chris's past is real, how much made up, or when her crazy roommate took over. I'll never know. Still friends with the real Chris, but that did it for LJ for me. Huge violation of trust, right there. | Online friend's crazy roommate stole her identity and RP'ed her life online for years. |
M3wThr33 | After breaking up with my GF of many years, back in 2006, I started looking on online for girls.
I'm not sure how she found me, either ICQ or MySpace, but we started talking. Nice person. I lived in Seattle, she lived in Northern California.
We kept in touch and she was pretty raunchy and hot.
My family lived in Southern California, and I was going to drive home for Christmas, so I figured I'd stop by and see what's going on. She had even hinted at a threesome. How the fuck could I turn that down?
Well, it comes time drive down to California, and suddenly she's hard to get ahold of. Not answering the phone, hasn't given me her exact address. (It was a very small city)
I was a bit sad. Did I lose out on a threesome with two hot chicks? Not really.
All the while, I had been sharing the lead up to this on a forum, and someone recognized the photos.
The girl was fake. They were jacked from elsewhere. Then who the fuck WAS I talking to? I mean.. come on... was I duped?
I confronted the 'girl' and she confessed.
It was her real name and city, but her MySpace profile was faked. AND that friend of hers I had been talking to was ALSO fake.
She was 15 or 16 and wanted a relationship without any responsibilities. I was 24. She never figured I'd drive the distance to meet her and didn't know what to do.
**TLDR:** I was reverse-To-Catch-A-Predatored by a young girl POSING as an older chick. | After breaking up with my GF of many years, back in 2006, I started looking on online for girls.
I'm not sure how she found me, either ICQ or MySpace, but we started talking. Nice person. I lived in Seattle, she lived in Northern California.
We kept in touch and she was pretty raunchy and hot.
My family lived in Southern California, and I was going to drive home for Christmas, so I figured I'd stop by and see what's going on. She had even hinted at a threesome. How the fuck could I turn that down?
Well, it comes time drive down to California, and suddenly she's hard to get ahold of. Not answering the phone, hasn't given me her exact address. (It was a very small city)
I was a bit sad. Did I lose out on a threesome with two hot chicks? Not really.
All the while, I had been sharing the lead up to this on a forum, and someone recognized the photos.
The girl was fake. They were jacked from elsewhere. Then who the fuck WAS I talking to? I mean.. come on... was I duped?
I confronted the 'girl' and she confessed.
It was her real name and city, but her MySpace profile was faked. AND that friend of hers I had been talking to was ALSO fake.
She was 15 or 16 and wanted a relationship without any responsibilities. I was 24. She never figured I'd drive the distance to meet her and didn't know what to do.
TLDR: I was reverse-To-Catch-A-Predatored by a young girl POSING as an older chick.
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbu2x44 | After breaking up with my GF of many years, back in 2006, I started looking on online for girls.
I'm not sure how she found me, either ICQ or MySpace, but we started talking. Nice person. I lived in Seattle, she lived in Northern California.
We kept in touch and she was pretty raunchy and hot.
My family lived in Southern California, and I was going to drive home for Christmas, so I figured I'd stop by and see what's going on. She had even hinted at a threesome. How the fuck could I turn that down?
Well, it comes time drive down to California, and suddenly she's hard to get ahold of. Not answering the phone, hasn't given me her exact address. (It was a very small city)
I was a bit sad. Did I lose out on a threesome with two hot chicks? Not really.
All the while, I had been sharing the lead up to this on a forum, and someone recognized the photos.
The girl was fake. They were jacked from elsewhere. Then who the fuck WAS I talking to? I mean.. come on... was I duped?
I confronted the 'girl' and she confessed.
It was her real name and city, but her MySpace profile was faked. AND that friend of hers I had been talking to was ALSO fake.
She was 15 or 16 and wanted a relationship without any responsibilities. I was 24. She never figured I'd drive the distance to meet her and didn't know what to do. | I was reverse-To-Catch-A-Predatored by a young girl POSING as an older chick. |
errorist | I am the creepy one.
I got messaged one time on AIM from somebody thinking I was her cousin Chris. I found out that Chris' AIM name was very similar to mine. I found her name was Lauren from her AOL profile and began to pretend to be Chris. This phony family relationship lasted for over 2 years, each time we talked, the conversation got more and more personal. We talked about Chris' girlfriend and her boyfriend, eventually discussing our sex lives. I told her that I was having dreams about her, sexual dreams, and that I hoped it wouldn't ruin our relationship. She said that nothing would ever ruin our relationship. This went on more and more over the next year or so. Then I asked her if the way I looked at her at family functions I made her uncomfortable. She, again, said that nothing Chris did made her uncomfortable and that she likes attention. Then one night I asked if she'd like to come over and have sex with me. Lauren said that she'd been waiting for me to ask and she'd be over later that night. Lauren never logged back into AIM.
TL:DR Ruined or strengthened the relationship of cousins through incest. | I am the creepy one.
I got messaged one time on AIM from somebody thinking I was her cousin Chris. I found out that Chris' AIM name was very similar to mine. I found her name was Lauren from her AOL profile and began to pretend to be Chris. This phony family relationship lasted for over 2 years, each time we talked, the conversation got more and more personal. We talked about Chris' girlfriend and her boyfriend, eventually discussing our sex lives. I told her that I was having dreams about her, sexual dreams, and that I hoped it wouldn't ruin our relationship. She said that nothing would ever ruin our relationship. This went on more and more over the next year or so. Then I asked her if the way I looked at her at family functions I made her uncomfortable. She, again, said that nothing Chris did made her uncomfortable and that she likes attention. Then one night I asked if she'd like to come over and have sex with me. Lauren said that she'd been waiting for me to ask and she'd be over later that night. Lauren never logged back into AIM.
TL:DR Ruined or strengthened the relationship of cousins through incest.
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbu33wq | I am the creepy one.
I got messaged one time on AIM from somebody thinking I was her cousin Chris. I found out that Chris' AIM name was very similar to mine. I found her name was Lauren from her AOL profile and began to pretend to be Chris. This phony family relationship lasted for over 2 years, each time we talked, the conversation got more and more personal. We talked about Chris' girlfriend and her boyfriend, eventually discussing our sex lives. I told her that I was having dreams about her, sexual dreams, and that I hoped it wouldn't ruin our relationship. She said that nothing would ever ruin our relationship. This went on more and more over the next year or so. Then I asked her if the way I looked at her at family functions I made her uncomfortable. She, again, said that nothing Chris did made her uncomfortable and that she likes attention. Then one night I asked if she'd like to come over and have sex with me. Lauren said that she'd been waiting for me to ask and she'd be over later that night. Lauren never logged back into AIM. | Ruined or strengthened the relationship of cousins through incest. |
Jabbawookiee | I was on AOL in its early days (Prodigy to Juno to AOL). I was a teenager and would frequent many different Townsquare forums. Bored and newly moved to Texas with no friends, I would stay on AOL until 6 or 7am, sleep a few hours, then back on around noon. (I also read a lot and played video games).
I would go into roleplaying chatrooms and generally be an asshole. They had a dice system set up, but most rooms I would invade were the "tavern" type. All role play, no rolls. So, I'd start "fights" with my "sword":
(>::NI<>KE<|::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::>
Something like that. It's been awhile.
Anyhow, this one user thought I was terribly funny and she started joining along. I was 16 at the time. She would follow me around to different rooms and play the sidekick. No big deal, I had a fan. This continues or a week or two, evolves a bit, I find out she's in her early thirties &c., but then she asks for my address. No, thank you. She's quite insistent because she wants to send me "something." That's okay. No thanks required. She pesters me for awhile, sends really sulky messages, and then says, "Fine. I'll put what I can in an e-mail. ;)". By the way, she knows I'm 16. I *might* have told her 17, but definitely not older.
So, yeah. I get a five or six page e-mail of role play sex between my character and hers. Oil, dripping wax, chains. Whatever.
So, I print it out. Share it with my brother, we laugh and (cruelly and unfairly) postulate as to what she (or he, who knows?) might look like. Then, a few days later, I see my mom pick up the letter (which is stupidly in a stack of papers near her stuff) and start to read it and... her face changes. I grab it from her and let her know that I didn't write it, someone sent it to me. She wants it back, I decline. She says, "Well then you have to tell me who its from." She calls AOL and has my account banned. The *day* I signed back on, I get an IM from her: So, did you like what I sent? ;)
I still want to know what the "something" was.
tl;dr 30-something sent kinky sex e-mail to 16 year old boy, wanted to send "something" else
Edit: Left out a minor creepy bit. | I was on AOL in its early days (Prodigy to Juno to AOL). I was a teenager and would frequent many different Townsquare forums. Bored and newly moved to Texas with no friends, I would stay on AOL until 6 or 7am, sleep a few hours, then back on around noon. (I also read a lot and played video games).
I would go into roleplaying chatrooms and generally be an asshole. They had a dice system set up, but most rooms I would invade were the "tavern" type. All role play, no rolls. So, I'd start "fights" with my "sword":
(>::NI<>KE<|::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::>
Something like that. It's been awhile.
Anyhow, this one user thought I was terribly funny and she started joining along. I was 16 at the time. She would follow me around to different rooms and play the sidekick. No big deal, I had a fan. This continues or a week or two, evolves a bit, I find out she's in her early thirties &c., but then she asks for my address. No, thank you. She's quite insistent because she wants to send me "something." That's okay. No thanks required. She pesters me for awhile, sends really sulky messages, and then says, "Fine. I'll put what I can in an e-mail. ;)". By the way, she knows I'm 16. I might have told her 17, but definitely not older.
So, yeah. I get a five or six page e-mail of role play sex between my character and hers. Oil, dripping wax, chains. Whatever.
So, I print it out. Share it with my brother, we laugh and (cruelly and unfairly) postulate as to what she (or he, who knows?) might look like. Then, a few days later, I see my mom pick up the letter (which is stupidly in a stack of papers near her stuff) and start to read it and... her face changes. I grab it from her and let her know that I didn't write it, someone sent it to me. She wants it back, I decline. She says, "Well then you have to tell me who its from." She calls AOL and has my account banned. The day I signed back on, I get an IM from her: So, did you like what I sent? ;)
I still want to know what the "something" was.
tl;dr 30-something sent kinky sex e-mail to 16 year old boy, wanted to send "something" else
Edit: Left out a minor creepy bit.
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbu3usd | I was on AOL in its early days (Prodigy to Juno to AOL). I was a teenager and would frequent many different Townsquare forums. Bored and newly moved to Texas with no friends, I would stay on AOL until 6 or 7am, sleep a few hours, then back on around noon. (I also read a lot and played video games).
I would go into roleplaying chatrooms and generally be an asshole. They had a dice system set up, but most rooms I would invade were the "tavern" type. All role play, no rolls. So, I'd start "fights" with my "sword":
(>::NI<>KE<|::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::>
Something like that. It's been awhile.
Anyhow, this one user thought I was terribly funny and she started joining along. I was 16 at the time. She would follow me around to different rooms and play the sidekick. No big deal, I had a fan. This continues or a week or two, evolves a bit, I find out she's in her early thirties &c., but then she asks for my address. No, thank you. She's quite insistent because she wants to send me "something." That's okay. No thanks required. She pesters me for awhile, sends really sulky messages, and then says, "Fine. I'll put what I can in an e-mail. ;)". By the way, she knows I'm 16. I might have told her 17, but definitely not older.
So, yeah. I get a five or six page e-mail of role play sex between my character and hers. Oil, dripping wax, chains. Whatever.
So, I print it out. Share it with my brother, we laugh and (cruelly and unfairly) postulate as to what she (or he, who knows?) might look like. Then, a few days later, I see my mom pick up the letter (which is stupidly in a stack of papers near her stuff) and start to read it and... her face changes. I grab it from her and let her know that I didn't write it, someone sent it to me. She wants it back, I decline. She says, "Well then you have to tell me who its from." She calls AOL and has my account banned. The day I signed back on, I get an IM from her: So, did you like what I sent? ;)
I still want to know what the "something" was. | 30-something sent kinky sex e-mail to 16 year old boy, wanted to send "something" else
Edit: Left out a minor creepy bit. |
Shojineko | When I was a freshman in high school, I used to browse omegle a lot. One time I was chatting with this creepy middle eastern dude who had this strange creeper smile. For some reason I gave him my email and he started to spam me with windows live video chat requests saying, "I want to see your face!". That's when I came to the realization that he was a pedo so I blocked that guy and deleted him.
Another time I was on omegle, there was this middle aged man. I said, "Hi", he waved his hand and it was awkwardly silent. He just kept his gaze on the screen. Then he nudged his camera a bit and I realized he was jerking it.
Another time I saw this really old grandpa guy who looked to be around 60-70 years old. I asked him if he was a pedophile and he said yes.
Thats why I don't go on omegle anymore.
TL;DR There's a bunch of Pedo's on omegle. | When I was a freshman in high school, I used to browse omegle a lot. One time I was chatting with this creepy middle eastern dude who had this strange creeper smile. For some reason I gave him my email and he started to spam me with windows live video chat requests saying, "I want to see your face!". That's when I came to the realization that he was a pedo so I blocked that guy and deleted him.
Another time I was on omegle, there was this middle aged man. I said, "Hi", he waved his hand and it was awkwardly silent. He just kept his gaze on the screen. Then he nudged his camera a bit and I realized he was jerking it.
Another time I saw this really old grandpa guy who looked to be around 60-70 years old. I asked him if he was a pedophile and he said yes.
Thats why I don't go on omegle anymore.
TL;DR There's a bunch of Pedo's on omegle.
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbu403i | When I was a freshman in high school, I used to browse omegle a lot. One time I was chatting with this creepy middle eastern dude who had this strange creeper smile. For some reason I gave him my email and he started to spam me with windows live video chat requests saying, "I want to see your face!". That's when I came to the realization that he was a pedo so I blocked that guy and deleted him.
Another time I was on omegle, there was this middle aged man. I said, "Hi", he waved his hand and it was awkwardly silent. He just kept his gaze on the screen. Then he nudged his camera a bit and I realized he was jerking it.
Another time I saw this really old grandpa guy who looked to be around 60-70 years old. I asked him if he was a pedophile and he said yes.
Thats why I don't go on omegle anymore. | There's a bunch of Pedo's on omegle. |
TheSliceman | Getting constantly harrassed on certain forums by certain people who I offended for having a different view on things so superficial as music or Operating System preference.
TLDR: There are some psychotically angry people on the internet. | Getting constantly harrassed on certain forums by certain people who I offended for having a different view on things so superficial as music or Operating System preference.
TLDR: There are some psychotically angry people on the internet.
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbu40zr | Getting constantly harrassed on certain forums by certain people who I offended for having a different view on things so superficial as music or Operating System preference. | There are some psychotically angry people on the internet. |
LarrySDonald | Is there some sort of guide to this stuff? I know a two Filipino families (more like clans kinda I suppose - I have no idea who is actually blood) tangentially and I'm constantly confused. Now that's not their fault, because I'm constantly confused by US people as well as Swedish people as well, but I feel confused on a deeper level. They're usually extremely polite (as am I) although occasionally openly rude, but in a very circumspect way. I'm sometimes inadvertently rude, but usually the stuff I usually get in trouble for (such as asking someone "Is <other person> looking over this work, because really, you and the other guy know jack about this pretty much - no offense - and I know he'd have your back for sure?") seems to slide while other things I can't even recall seems to trigger "What are you implying?!?!".
TL;DR A Filipino Culture 101 would be handy - I'm mostly guessing by how Vietnam and China works, but this culture, while not *vastly* different, seems separate and different. | Is there some sort of guide to this stuff? I know a two Filipino families (more like clans kinda I suppose - I have no idea who is actually blood) tangentially and I'm constantly confused. Now that's not their fault, because I'm constantly confused by US people as well as Swedish people as well, but I feel confused on a deeper level. They're usually extremely polite (as am I) although occasionally openly rude, but in a very circumspect way. I'm sometimes inadvertently rude, but usually the stuff I usually get in trouble for (such as asking someone "Is <other person> looking over this work, because really, you and the other guy know jack about this pretty much - no offense - and I know he'd have your back for sure?") seems to slide while other things I can't even recall seems to trigger "What are you implying?!?!".
TL;DR A Filipino Culture 101 would be handy - I'm mostly guessing by how Vietnam and China works, but this culture, while not vastly different, seems separate and different.
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbu435g | Is there some sort of guide to this stuff? I know a two Filipino families (more like clans kinda I suppose - I have no idea who is actually blood) tangentially and I'm constantly confused. Now that's not their fault, because I'm constantly confused by US people as well as Swedish people as well, but I feel confused on a deeper level. They're usually extremely polite (as am I) although occasionally openly rude, but in a very circumspect way. I'm sometimes inadvertently rude, but usually the stuff I usually get in trouble for (such as asking someone "Is <other person> looking over this work, because really, you and the other guy know jack about this pretty much - no offense - and I know he'd have your back for sure?") seems to slide while other things I can't even recall seems to trigger "What are you implying?!?!". | A Filipino Culture 101 would be handy - I'm mostly guessing by how Vietnam and China works, but this culture, while not vastly different, seems separate and different. |
MNIskrillex | Don't know if this is creepy, but here's mine. Don't remember much.
Quite a while ago, don't remember the time, but I was young. Talking on an AOL chatroom and this creepy guy talks to me. I tell him my age, and he keeps messaging me. Like, constantly. Obviously, I try to ignore him, and at least once a day, he sends me a winky face or a smiley face. After a while, he sends me a crying face. Never heard from him after that. I get this isn't "creepy" or anything, but thought it was odd. Especially after I told him my age.
TL;DR: Person chats with me and tries to get my attention after I tell them my age. | Don't know if this is creepy, but here's mine. Don't remember much.
Quite a while ago, don't remember the time, but I was young. Talking on an AOL chatroom and this creepy guy talks to me. I tell him my age, and he keeps messaging me. Like, constantly. Obviously, I try to ignore him, and at least once a day, he sends me a winky face or a smiley face. After a while, he sends me a crying face. Never heard from him after that. I get this isn't "creepy" or anything, but thought it was odd. Especially after I told him my age.
TL;DR: Person chats with me and tries to get my attention after I tell them my age.
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbu66i7 | Don't know if this is creepy, but here's mine. Don't remember much.
Quite a while ago, don't remember the time, but I was young. Talking on an AOL chatroom and this creepy guy talks to me. I tell him my age, and he keeps messaging me. Like, constantly. Obviously, I try to ignore him, and at least once a day, he sends me a winky face or a smiley face. After a while, he sends me a crying face. Never heard from him after that. I get this isn't "creepy" or anything, but thought it was odd. Especially after I told him my age. | Person chats with me and tries to get my attention after I tell them my age. |
raltvater | Someone I knew IRL and was friends with on FB used to message me non-stop and comment on all of my pictures. He told me about the underage girls he was dating (even showed me their pictures), told me about all the drugs he was doing, and asked if he could crash at my house a few times. I never let him, even though he knew what neighborhood I lived in. Needless to say, I never let him. He lived outside of the continental US. One day, he told me that he would be in my area because his sister lived in a nearby city and that I should take him around "for adventures" or some such phrasing. I never did that, either.
After tolerating his incessant FB chatting for a while longer, I realized that he was fairly unstable. He kept telling me how cool I was, and how many drugs he was on again. I logged on a few days after all of this to find a group dedicated to me, created by him. He had invited all of our mutual friends to be in it as well. I noped the hell out of that group and sent him a very polite message about this being really out of line. I asked him to take it down. He said he would. When the group was still there a few hours later, I asked him again. He asked if I could remove it, since he'd made me an admin and he already removed himself from the group.
I can't remember exactly how he deleted the group, but he did. And I blocked him.
tl;dr: creepy guy I know in real life sets up public facebook shrine to me without my consent. | Someone I knew IRL and was friends with on FB used to message me non-stop and comment on all of my pictures. He told me about the underage girls he was dating (even showed me their pictures), told me about all the drugs he was doing, and asked if he could crash at my house a few times. I never let him, even though he knew what neighborhood I lived in. Needless to say, I never let him. He lived outside of the continental US. One day, he told me that he would be in my area because his sister lived in a nearby city and that I should take him around "for adventures" or some such phrasing. I never did that, either.
After tolerating his incessant FB chatting for a while longer, I realized that he was fairly unstable. He kept telling me how cool I was, and how many drugs he was on again. I logged on a few days after all of this to find a group dedicated to me, created by him. He had invited all of our mutual friends to be in it as well. I noped the hell out of that group and sent him a very polite message about this being really out of line. I asked him to take it down. He said he would. When the group was still there a few hours later, I asked him again. He asked if I could remove it, since he'd made me an admin and he already removed himself from the group.
I can't remember exactly how he deleted the group, but he did. And I blocked him.
tl;dr: creepy guy I know in real life sets up public facebook shrine to me without my consent.
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbu7ogi | Someone I knew IRL and was friends with on FB used to message me non-stop and comment on all of my pictures. He told me about the underage girls he was dating (even showed me their pictures), told me about all the drugs he was doing, and asked if he could crash at my house a few times. I never let him, even though he knew what neighborhood I lived in. Needless to say, I never let him. He lived outside of the continental US. One day, he told me that he would be in my area because his sister lived in a nearby city and that I should take him around "for adventures" or some such phrasing. I never did that, either.
After tolerating his incessant FB chatting for a while longer, I realized that he was fairly unstable. He kept telling me how cool I was, and how many drugs he was on again. I logged on a few days after all of this to find a group dedicated to me, created by him. He had invited all of our mutual friends to be in it as well. I noped the hell out of that group and sent him a very polite message about this being really out of line. I asked him to take it down. He said he would. When the group was still there a few hours later, I asked him again. He asked if I could remove it, since he'd made me an admin and he already removed himself from the group.
I can't remember exactly how he deleted the group, but he did. And I blocked him. | creepy guy I know in real life sets up public facebook shrine to me without my consent. |
NingNongNangNinja | Bit of a lead up but it is relevant
In my teenage years I spent most nights staying up until 4am. One night my door slowly opened and out of the corner of my eye I thought I saw a tall dark figure, sort of like the strereotypical death. When I went to look at it, it looked like it ran off.
I put this down to me not closing my door properly and the dim light playing tricks. Got up and made sure the door was closed and continued interneting.
About 10 minutes later, door starts opening again, this time I turn and see the figure full on, I freeze and stare at it for a good 30 seconds or so before it legs it again. Once I compose myself I again put it down to light playing tricks and decide it's bed time but as I go to shut down my computer someone adds me to yahoo chat, now I made this account solely to play billards with a mate, never given it out to anyone else. I decide to accept and the first thing this person says to me is "you've got a demon in your house but don't worry, he's friendly" I shit myself and decide to go to bed, needless to say I didn't sleep much that night. But what made it weirder is that the next day my mum came to me and told me that she thinks there's an angel in the house. I asked why she thinks that (she's not a particularly religious person) and she said she didn't know, just feels like something is hanging around our house.
After talking with the girl that added me further, she thought that the demon was called Dantalion or something. Stopped after a few months because apparently the demon moved out.
TL;DR up late on the computer and thought I saw a figure open my door. Put it down to light playing tricks and me being tired, then girl adds me on yahoo and tells me I have a demon in my house | Bit of a lead up but it is relevant
In my teenage years I spent most nights staying up until 4am. One night my door slowly opened and out of the corner of my eye I thought I saw a tall dark figure, sort of like the strereotypical death. When I went to look at it, it looked like it ran off.
I put this down to me not closing my door properly and the dim light playing tricks. Got up and made sure the door was closed and continued interneting.
About 10 minutes later, door starts opening again, this time I turn and see the figure full on, I freeze and stare at it for a good 30 seconds or so before it legs it again. Once I compose myself I again put it down to light playing tricks and decide it's bed time but as I go to shut down my computer someone adds me to yahoo chat, now I made this account solely to play billards with a mate, never given it out to anyone else. I decide to accept and the first thing this person says to me is "you've got a demon in your house but don't worry, he's friendly" I shit myself and decide to go to bed, needless to say I didn't sleep much that night. But what made it weirder is that the next day my mum came to me and told me that she thinks there's an angel in the house. I asked why she thinks that (she's not a particularly religious person) and she said she didn't know, just feels like something is hanging around our house.
After talking with the girl that added me further, she thought that the demon was called Dantalion or something. Stopped after a few months because apparently the demon moved out.
TL;DR up late on the computer and thought I saw a figure open my door. Put it down to light playing tricks and me being tired, then girl adds me on yahoo and tells me I have a demon in my house
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbu8j9k | Bit of a lead up but it is relevant
In my teenage years I spent most nights staying up until 4am. One night my door slowly opened and out of the corner of my eye I thought I saw a tall dark figure, sort of like the strereotypical death. When I went to look at it, it looked like it ran off.
I put this down to me not closing my door properly and the dim light playing tricks. Got up and made sure the door was closed and continued interneting.
About 10 minutes later, door starts opening again, this time I turn and see the figure full on, I freeze and stare at it for a good 30 seconds or so before it legs it again. Once I compose myself I again put it down to light playing tricks and decide it's bed time but as I go to shut down my computer someone adds me to yahoo chat, now I made this account solely to play billards with a mate, never given it out to anyone else. I decide to accept and the first thing this person says to me is "you've got a demon in your house but don't worry, he's friendly" I shit myself and decide to go to bed, needless to say I didn't sleep much that night. But what made it weirder is that the next day my mum came to me and told me that she thinks there's an angel in the house. I asked why she thinks that (she's not a particularly religious person) and she said she didn't know, just feels like something is hanging around our house.
After talking with the girl that added me further, she thought that the demon was called Dantalion or something. Stopped after a few months because apparently the demon moved out. | up late on the computer and thought I saw a figure open my door. Put it down to light playing tricks and me being tired, then girl adds me on yahoo and tells me I have a demon in my house |
DaddyoftheMackDaddy | I am in my 40's, sane, healthy, with a world of experience. I have seen a lot of things in real life that I will never be able to forget, and probably some of the worst the net has to offer. I am not into looking at bizarre, grotesque, dead, dying or creepy things, but have friends who like to pull reaction shit on me, so anyway. Almost to strange to explain, but again I must qualify this, by saying that I am not crazy. A few years back we were doing some promotion for a band on fb and myspace when someone friended the account. I looked at their profile, briefly scanning the 10 pics they had uploaded before accepting. Weird pics, nothing remarkable, then noticed they had just uploaded another, and looked at it. It only loaded 3 quarters of the way, and stopped. It was the freakiest drawing, painting, cgi thing I had ever seen. It was of an old monk or something, but the evilest looking guy ever, and so real, but again some type of a painting. It sent chills through my spine, and I don't scare easy. There is not a horror movie yet that has frightened me, and this picture almost made me shit. It was so fucking scary, and it was just some bald dude standing there, in a robe, with the craziest eyes. I was mesmerized by it, remember thinking wtf, how could anyone paint something so evil, the mind of the person that created it, but it looked more like a photo, so I studied it to try and figure out how it was done. Got the freakiest feeling, I couldn't stop looking at the eyes, and felt like I was looking at some actual painting of Alister Crowley or someone like that. I actually started to believe in Satan, and thought that someone had somehow actually captured him on canvas or film or whatever it was.
This was amazing, but not in a good way at all, I was so intrigued, it was 20 mins before I realized there was more to the picture than just him. It seemed like there was something missing on the part of the photo not loaded. Anxious to reveal anymore about this thing, I refreshed page... annnnnd it was gone. Went through the pics again, and around the rest of the page, but it was no where to be found. I sent the person a message saying thanks for the add and blah blah blah. They responded kindly. Then sent them another message quickly, asking about the pic. The next response was very cold and curt. Then they would no longer respond, quickly defriended us. I could not get this image out of my mind, and I was freaked out. Couldn't stop thinking about it, and it bothered me for days. I went back to check their page several times and tried to retrieve the pic from my history, searched images of every evil dude on the net I could find, all with no luck. Then a few days later I sent them a message, just asking any information that could help me with some closure, they responded NO, sorry. I then asked if they could at least tell me who did the painting, or who it was in the painting, they responded they were "not ALLOWED". Then immediately deleted their account. Their reaction made the whole thing even worse, however with or without it, the image itself is what did all the damage.
TL;DR It was just a picture or a very realistic painting of an old monk.
This still bothers me to this day, the evilest, creepiest, scariest thing I have ever laid eyes on. I don't scare easy. | I am in my 40's, sane, healthy, with a world of experience. I have seen a lot of things in real life that I will never be able to forget, and probably some of the worst the net has to offer. I am not into looking at bizarre, grotesque, dead, dying or creepy things, but have friends who like to pull reaction shit on me, so anyway. Almost to strange to explain, but again I must qualify this, by saying that I am not crazy. A few years back we were doing some promotion for a band on fb and myspace when someone friended the account. I looked at their profile, briefly scanning the 10 pics they had uploaded before accepting. Weird pics, nothing remarkable, then noticed they had just uploaded another, and looked at it. It only loaded 3 quarters of the way, and stopped. It was the freakiest drawing, painting, cgi thing I had ever seen. It was of an old monk or something, but the evilest looking guy ever, and so real, but again some type of a painting. It sent chills through my spine, and I don't scare easy. There is not a horror movie yet that has frightened me, and this picture almost made me shit. It was so fucking scary, and it was just some bald dude standing there, in a robe, with the craziest eyes. I was mesmerized by it, remember thinking wtf, how could anyone paint something so evil, the mind of the person that created it, but it looked more like a photo, so I studied it to try and figure out how it was done. Got the freakiest feeling, I couldn't stop looking at the eyes, and felt like I was looking at some actual painting of Alister Crowley or someone like that. I actually started to believe in Satan, and thought that someone had somehow actually captured him on canvas or film or whatever it was.
This was amazing, but not in a good way at all, I was so intrigued, it was 20 mins before I realized there was more to the picture than just him. It seemed like there was something missing on the part of the photo not loaded. Anxious to reveal anymore about this thing, I refreshed page... annnnnd it was gone. Went through the pics again, and around the rest of the page, but it was no where to be found. I sent the person a message saying thanks for the add and blah blah blah. They responded kindly. Then sent them another message quickly, asking about the pic. The next response was very cold and curt. Then they would no longer respond, quickly defriended us. I could not get this image out of my mind, and I was freaked out. Couldn't stop thinking about it, and it bothered me for days. I went back to check their page several times and tried to retrieve the pic from my history, searched images of every evil dude on the net I could find, all with no luck. Then a few days later I sent them a message, just asking any information that could help me with some closure, they responded NO, sorry. I then asked if they could at least tell me who did the painting, or who it was in the painting, they responded they were "not ALLOWED". Then immediately deleted their account. Their reaction made the whole thing even worse, however with or without it, the image itself is what did all the damage.
TL;DR It was just a picture or a very realistic painting of an old monk.
This still bothers me to this day, the evilest, creepiest, scariest thing I have ever laid eyes on. I don't scare easy.
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbu9d31 | I am in my 40's, sane, healthy, with a world of experience. I have seen a lot of things in real life that I will never be able to forget, and probably some of the worst the net has to offer. I am not into looking at bizarre, grotesque, dead, dying or creepy things, but have friends who like to pull reaction shit on me, so anyway. Almost to strange to explain, but again I must qualify this, by saying that I am not crazy. A few years back we were doing some promotion for a band on fb and myspace when someone friended the account. I looked at their profile, briefly scanning the 10 pics they had uploaded before accepting. Weird pics, nothing remarkable, then noticed they had just uploaded another, and looked at it. It only loaded 3 quarters of the way, and stopped. It was the freakiest drawing, painting, cgi thing I had ever seen. It was of an old monk or something, but the evilest looking guy ever, and so real, but again some type of a painting. It sent chills through my spine, and I don't scare easy. There is not a horror movie yet that has frightened me, and this picture almost made me shit. It was so fucking scary, and it was just some bald dude standing there, in a robe, with the craziest eyes. I was mesmerized by it, remember thinking wtf, how could anyone paint something so evil, the mind of the person that created it, but it looked more like a photo, so I studied it to try and figure out how it was done. Got the freakiest feeling, I couldn't stop looking at the eyes, and felt like I was looking at some actual painting of Alister Crowley or someone like that. I actually started to believe in Satan, and thought that someone had somehow actually captured him on canvas or film or whatever it was.
This was amazing, but not in a good way at all, I was so intrigued, it was 20 mins before I realized there was more to the picture than just him. It seemed like there was something missing on the part of the photo not loaded. Anxious to reveal anymore about this thing, I refreshed page... annnnnd it was gone. Went through the pics again, and around the rest of the page, but it was no where to be found. I sent the person a message saying thanks for the add and blah blah blah. They responded kindly. Then sent them another message quickly, asking about the pic. The next response was very cold and curt. Then they would no longer respond, quickly defriended us. I could not get this image out of my mind, and I was freaked out. Couldn't stop thinking about it, and it bothered me for days. I went back to check their page several times and tried to retrieve the pic from my history, searched images of every evil dude on the net I could find, all with no luck. Then a few days later I sent them a message, just asking any information that could help me with some closure, they responded NO, sorry. I then asked if they could at least tell me who did the painting, or who it was in the painting, they responded they were "not ALLOWED". Then immediately deleted their account. Their reaction made the whole thing even worse, however with or without it, the image itself is what did all the damage. | It was just a picture or a very realistic painting of an old monk.
This still bothers me to this day, the evilest, creepiest, scariest thing I have ever laid eyes on. I don't scare easy. |
KendraSays | I don't like being vulnerable. No way, no how. Now that that's out of the way. I ended up signing up for OMGPop. Most of the people on there either didn't speak English well enough or were creepers. There was this one guy though. We ended up talking for hours about subjects far beyond *Draw Something*. Our favorite books, bands, movies, etc. Nothing romantic involved though we commented on each other's physical appearance. I know people who do online dating, but it wouldn't work for me. Fast forward a month or so. We're sending each other memos of our day, talking about the stresses of life, and sending each other songs we'd think the other would enjoy. If someone were to ask what he meant to me, I would say he's just a friend. Had he lived in my city perhaps he could've been more. Anyways, fast forward weeks and there's no response. He's not on OMGpop, he's not responding to my email. I go about my business -I need to focus on getting more friends here, in my hometown- when I see a new subject line. I open it expecting him to talk about my movie review of Superman. Instead, it's a confession of how he's married and has children. I'm 23. I've seen his photos and he said he was 24. So either he started really early for children or he used someone else's identity. Either way, I felt terrible. I felt horrible for his wife and children, but I felt terrible for myself. I don't like to open up about myself beyond a superficial level. I felt betrayed and saddened that I was sharing my dreams, hopes, disappointments, real emotions/thoughts to someone who was making up his own.
TL;DR: thought I found an amazing online buddy, turned out he was an asscunt who was married and had children. | I don't like being vulnerable. No way, no how. Now that that's out of the way. I ended up signing up for OMGPop. Most of the people on there either didn't speak English well enough or were creepers. There was this one guy though. We ended up talking for hours about subjects far beyond Draw Something . Our favorite books, bands, movies, etc. Nothing romantic involved though we commented on each other's physical appearance. I know people who do online dating, but it wouldn't work for me. Fast forward a month or so. We're sending each other memos of our day, talking about the stresses of life, and sending each other songs we'd think the other would enjoy. If someone were to ask what he meant to me, I would say he's just a friend. Had he lived in my city perhaps he could've been more. Anyways, fast forward weeks and there's no response. He's not on OMGpop, he's not responding to my email. I go about my business -I need to focus on getting more friends here, in my hometown- when I see a new subject line. I open it expecting him to talk about my movie review of Superman. Instead, it's a confession of how he's married and has children. I'm 23. I've seen his photos and he said he was 24. So either he started really early for children or he used someone else's identity. Either way, I felt terrible. I felt horrible for his wife and children, but I felt terrible for myself. I don't like to open up about myself beyond a superficial level. I felt betrayed and saddened that I was sharing my dreams, hopes, disappointments, real emotions/thoughts to someone who was making up his own.
TL;DR: thought I found an amazing online buddy, turned out he was an asscunt who was married and had children.
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbuaquu | I don't like being vulnerable. No way, no how. Now that that's out of the way. I ended up signing up for OMGPop. Most of the people on there either didn't speak English well enough or were creepers. There was this one guy though. We ended up talking for hours about subjects far beyond Draw Something . Our favorite books, bands, movies, etc. Nothing romantic involved though we commented on each other's physical appearance. I know people who do online dating, but it wouldn't work for me. Fast forward a month or so. We're sending each other memos of our day, talking about the stresses of life, and sending each other songs we'd think the other would enjoy. If someone were to ask what he meant to me, I would say he's just a friend. Had he lived in my city perhaps he could've been more. Anyways, fast forward weeks and there's no response. He's not on OMGpop, he's not responding to my email. I go about my business -I need to focus on getting more friends here, in my hometown- when I see a new subject line. I open it expecting him to talk about my movie review of Superman. Instead, it's a confession of how he's married and has children. I'm 23. I've seen his photos and he said he was 24. So either he started really early for children or he used someone else's identity. Either way, I felt terrible. I felt horrible for his wife and children, but I felt terrible for myself. I don't like to open up about myself beyond a superficial level. I felt betrayed and saddened that I was sharing my dreams, hopes, disappointments, real emotions/thoughts to someone who was making up his own. | thought I found an amazing online buddy, turned out he was an asscunt who was married and had children. |
manicotaku | Oh oh oh pick me!
Okay, when I was around 14, I visited a Harry Potter chatroom with some IRL friends, and made friends with people there, some I met later IRL, some were long distance friends. One particular guy that I never met IRL ended up being my best friend for about 8 years.
For 8 years we would often IM, or send crazy long emails every couple of days, and share photos of trips we'd been on or pets we owned. We would both gossip about our latest crush or moan about the essay we were working on, and either of us would go to the other with our personal problems.
I was always aware of safety, and so we never shared too much dangerous info such as addresses or specific places, or contact details past our email address. We never spoke or saw each other live on the internet either. But we would always talk to each other, and talk about intimate problems (relationships, annoying parents, trouble with money etc) all the time like natural friends.
So the years went on perfectly, until one by one, tiny things kept showing up that were bugging me. For example, him and his friends were professional musicians in college, and he would often send me his renditions of classical pieces, or songs he made. One in particular he gave me for my bday, the file was titled normally matching the lyrics "*whatever the title was - by this guy and friend*". I listened to it, and having asian friends that love k-pop, immediately recognised it was a Big Bang song. I casually mentioned this, and he said he sent me the wrong file, whoops! Here's the right one! So just mucking around I googled the new song's lyrics...and lo and behold, it was actually another k-pop song by a more obscure band.
Few years later, many detailed emails and stories about our lives progressing, he finally became a professor of the college he wanted to teach at. I was so proud, having known his struggle to get there for ages, so I went to the uni site to see his name on the staff list. It wasn't there? Even after a year of him teaching there? No biggie, I'm sure they don't update the Princeton site that often...
Then his latest gf gets a job as a prime time reporter on their main news channel...look her up to see if there's any videos I can watch, and she doesn't show up as a reporter? Okay things are bugging me..
I think about all the unbelievable stuff I took for granted...there ARE people in this world with crazy situations: he has multiple luxury cars, his friend helps k-pop stars record their music, he studied and teaches at the world's top universities by the age of 24ish, his ex-gf was murdered just as he proposed to her, that him and his fb friends (only 3 of them!) all weirdly typed in the same fashion and their posts/comments ALWAYS within seconds of each other...if one stopped posting, you never then saw a post from any other, even despite a couple being in different time zones, and all their pictures were either retarded low quality or obscuring most of their faces, all except a couple...
On my 21st bday, he even sent a present to my now ex-bf's address. There were earrings and a whole journal filled with a letter he handwrote to me. By this time I was feeling really funny, and I was talking to him less, and he had started acting a bit weird towards me - a bit disappointed by my behaviour towards my parents or my bf, a bit angry that I kept giving excuses and apologising that I don't email him as often, like that my depression would get in the way.
I stopped talking to him entirely, and when I was 22 I finally sat down, opened his facebook, and started a search. I searched any names I could find, tried to verify any of their famous jobs or occurrences, find things in the news such as the murder. When I got to google image searching all of his hundreds of photos I knew it.
His ENTIRE profile was fake. All his pictures, and the pictures on his friend's profiles, were of Korean celebrities. All the ones without people - landscapes, cakes, dogs - were from random sites that I found on google completely unrelated to him. A picture of a cake for his sister's 1st bday with her name on it was sourced from a page made years before she was even born.
So some guy spent 8 years of his life being "friends" with me, creating detailed and complex stories and problems with pictures to match. He replied to all my problems with genuine help, and even helped me learn advanced Japanese. I have no idea what parts of his life were real, and what weren't, if his friends that I chatted to even existed. I have no idea if he knows where I live, if he is insane, or if he's just some normal guy that wanted a friend but was too scared about himself. There were no sexual advances or requests for weird things, it was the most "normal" friendship I've ever had.
***tl;dr -*** **Some guy on the internet was my friend for almost a decade, until I found out most of his detailed life story was fake, and I still don't even know why he lied** | Oh oh oh pick me!
Okay, when I was around 14, I visited a Harry Potter chatroom with some IRL friends, and made friends with people there, some I met later IRL, some were long distance friends. One particular guy that I never met IRL ended up being my best friend for about 8 years.
For 8 years we would often IM, or send crazy long emails every couple of days, and share photos of trips we'd been on or pets we owned. We would both gossip about our latest crush or moan about the essay we were working on, and either of us would go to the other with our personal problems.
I was always aware of safety, and so we never shared too much dangerous info such as addresses or specific places, or contact details past our email address. We never spoke or saw each other live on the internet either. But we would always talk to each other, and talk about intimate problems (relationships, annoying parents, trouble with money etc) all the time like natural friends.
So the years went on perfectly, until one by one, tiny things kept showing up that were bugging me. For example, him and his friends were professional musicians in college, and he would often send me his renditions of classical pieces, or songs he made. One in particular he gave me for my bday, the file was titled normally matching the lyrics " whatever the title was - by this guy and friend ". I listened to it, and having asian friends that love k-pop, immediately recognised it was a Big Bang song. I casually mentioned this, and he said he sent me the wrong file, whoops! Here's the right one! So just mucking around I googled the new song's lyrics...and lo and behold, it was actually another k-pop song by a more obscure band.
Few years later, many detailed emails and stories about our lives progressing, he finally became a professor of the college he wanted to teach at. I was so proud, having known his struggle to get there for ages, so I went to the uni site to see his name on the staff list. It wasn't there? Even after a year of him teaching there? No biggie, I'm sure they don't update the Princeton site that often...
Then his latest gf gets a job as a prime time reporter on their main news channel...look her up to see if there's any videos I can watch, and she doesn't show up as a reporter? Okay things are bugging me..
I think about all the unbelievable stuff I took for granted...there ARE people in this world with crazy situations: he has multiple luxury cars, his friend helps k-pop stars record their music, he studied and teaches at the world's top universities by the age of 24ish, his ex-gf was murdered just as he proposed to her, that him and his fb friends (only 3 of them!) all weirdly typed in the same fashion and their posts/comments ALWAYS within seconds of each other...if one stopped posting, you never then saw a post from any other, even despite a couple being in different time zones, and all their pictures were either retarded low quality or obscuring most of their faces, all except a couple...
On my 21st bday, he even sent a present to my now ex-bf's address. There were earrings and a whole journal filled with a letter he handwrote to me. By this time I was feeling really funny, and I was talking to him less, and he had started acting a bit weird towards me - a bit disappointed by my behaviour towards my parents or my bf, a bit angry that I kept giving excuses and apologising that I don't email him as often, like that my depression would get in the way.
I stopped talking to him entirely, and when I was 22 I finally sat down, opened his facebook, and started a search. I searched any names I could find, tried to verify any of their famous jobs or occurrences, find things in the news such as the murder. When I got to google image searching all of his hundreds of photos I knew it.
His ENTIRE profile was fake. All his pictures, and the pictures on his friend's profiles, were of Korean celebrities. All the ones without people - landscapes, cakes, dogs - were from random sites that I found on google completely unrelated to him. A picture of a cake for his sister's 1st bday with her name on it was sourced from a page made years before she was even born.
So some guy spent 8 years of his life being "friends" with me, creating detailed and complex stories and problems with pictures to match. He replied to all my problems with genuine help, and even helped me learn advanced Japanese. I have no idea what parts of his life were real, and what weren't, if his friends that I chatted to even existed. I have no idea if he knows where I live, if he is insane, or if he's just some normal guy that wanted a friend but was too scared about himself. There were no sexual advances or requests for weird things, it was the most "normal" friendship I've ever had.
tl;dr - Some guy on the internet was my friend for almost a decade, until I found out most of his detailed life story was fake, and I still don't even know why he lied
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbubiy1 | Oh oh oh pick me!
Okay, when I was around 14, I visited a Harry Potter chatroom with some IRL friends, and made friends with people there, some I met later IRL, some were long distance friends. One particular guy that I never met IRL ended up being my best friend for about 8 years.
For 8 years we would often IM, or send crazy long emails every couple of days, and share photos of trips we'd been on or pets we owned. We would both gossip about our latest crush or moan about the essay we were working on, and either of us would go to the other with our personal problems.
I was always aware of safety, and so we never shared too much dangerous info such as addresses or specific places, or contact details past our email address. We never spoke or saw each other live on the internet either. But we would always talk to each other, and talk about intimate problems (relationships, annoying parents, trouble with money etc) all the time like natural friends.
So the years went on perfectly, until one by one, tiny things kept showing up that were bugging me. For example, him and his friends were professional musicians in college, and he would often send me his renditions of classical pieces, or songs he made. One in particular he gave me for my bday, the file was titled normally matching the lyrics " whatever the title was - by this guy and friend ". I listened to it, and having asian friends that love k-pop, immediately recognised it was a Big Bang song. I casually mentioned this, and he said he sent me the wrong file, whoops! Here's the right one! So just mucking around I googled the new song's lyrics...and lo and behold, it was actually another k-pop song by a more obscure band.
Few years later, many detailed emails and stories about our lives progressing, he finally became a professor of the college he wanted to teach at. I was so proud, having known his struggle to get there for ages, so I went to the uni site to see his name on the staff list. It wasn't there? Even after a year of him teaching there? No biggie, I'm sure they don't update the Princeton site that often...
Then his latest gf gets a job as a prime time reporter on their main news channel...look her up to see if there's any videos I can watch, and she doesn't show up as a reporter? Okay things are bugging me..
I think about all the unbelievable stuff I took for granted...there ARE people in this world with crazy situations: he has multiple luxury cars, his friend helps k-pop stars record their music, he studied and teaches at the world's top universities by the age of 24ish, his ex-gf was murdered just as he proposed to her, that him and his fb friends (only 3 of them!) all weirdly typed in the same fashion and their posts/comments ALWAYS within seconds of each other...if one stopped posting, you never then saw a post from any other, even despite a couple being in different time zones, and all their pictures were either retarded low quality or obscuring most of their faces, all except a couple...
On my 21st bday, he even sent a present to my now ex-bf's address. There were earrings and a whole journal filled with a letter he handwrote to me. By this time I was feeling really funny, and I was talking to him less, and he had started acting a bit weird towards me - a bit disappointed by my behaviour towards my parents or my bf, a bit angry that I kept giving excuses and apologising that I don't email him as often, like that my depression would get in the way.
I stopped talking to him entirely, and when I was 22 I finally sat down, opened his facebook, and started a search. I searched any names I could find, tried to verify any of their famous jobs or occurrences, find things in the news such as the murder. When I got to google image searching all of his hundreds of photos I knew it.
His ENTIRE profile was fake. All his pictures, and the pictures on his friend's profiles, were of Korean celebrities. All the ones without people - landscapes, cakes, dogs - were from random sites that I found on google completely unrelated to him. A picture of a cake for his sister's 1st bday with her name on it was sourced from a page made years before she was even born.
So some guy spent 8 years of his life being "friends" with me, creating detailed and complex stories and problems with pictures to match. He replied to all my problems with genuine help, and even helped me learn advanced Japanese. I have no idea what parts of his life were real, and what weren't, if his friends that I chatted to even existed. I have no idea if he knows where I live, if he is insane, or if he's just some normal guy that wanted a friend but was too scared about himself. There were no sexual advances or requests for weird things, it was the most "normal" friendship I've ever had. | Some guy on the internet was my friend for almost a decade, until I found out most of his detailed life story was fake, and I still don't even know why he lied |
prosthetic4head | I think the post you're responding to holds some hints:
>Reddit tends to anger a lot of people when they're exposed to alternate or opposing points of view
But then skipping the "opposing points of view" in favor of the personal attack:
>TL;DR - Because some people are childish
| I think the post you're responding to holds some hints:
>Reddit tends to anger a lot of people when they're exposed to alternate or opposing points of view
But then skipping the "opposing points of view" in favor of the personal attack:
>TL;DR - Because some people are childish
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbtvbjd | I think the post you're responding to holds some hints:
>Reddit tends to anger a lot of people when they're exposed to alternate or opposing points of view
But then skipping the "opposing points of view" in favor of the personal attack:
> | Because some people are childish |
ChaiHai | I'll start this off by saying I'm female.
Well, I was on this Gaia like sims like site called smeet. You create your own avatar and interact in a 3d world. Well. Everyone was there mostly for dating, no surprise. It's really difficult to have a conversation if you're not interested in insta dating/insta cybering/camming every dude you see.
I was single at the time, and me and this nerdy guy started talking. He was your stereotypical nerd, really smart and everything. He seemed nice. I was happy to just talk to someone who wasn't "OMG CAM NAO PLZ??!?!?!"Being a bit socially awkward myself, I didn't find this guy to be off-putting right off the bat.
Well, we get into small talk about what we like to do and stuff, and then my job came up. At the time, I was taking care of my mentally disabled, severely autistic brother and getting paid by the state to be his caregiver.
He reacts normally at first, and is all like oh that's nice, you're such a good person spiel, and then proceeds to to tell me what I think at first is a chance to relate to my experiences. He starts telling me about his neighbor who adopted two mentally disabled people, and gave them a good life, blah blah blah, and I'm like that's nice. \^_^
Then the story continues, and I don't remember exactly what happened, but apparently they couldn't or wouldn't take care of the kids anymore, took em out back and shot em.
My reaction- D:....................
This was RIGHT after I mentioned what I do for a living. I took care of my brother who can't live on his own, and your first reaction is to tell me a story about mentally challenged people getting shot and murdered?!?!?! We had just met, and it was just basic small talk questions being asked.
I didn't even pursue a friendship with that guy, he blew it. Eh, I'm in a happy loving relationship now with someone who doesn't want to murder my brother. :P
Edit-**TL;DR No I won't date you, I prefer my family alive, please and thanks** | I'll start this off by saying I'm female.
Well, I was on this Gaia like sims like site called smeet. You create your own avatar and interact in a 3d world. Well. Everyone was there mostly for dating, no surprise. It's really difficult to have a conversation if you're not interested in insta dating/insta cybering/camming every dude you see.
I was single at the time, and me and this nerdy guy started talking. He was your stereotypical nerd, really smart and everything. He seemed nice. I was happy to just talk to someone who wasn't "OMG CAM NAO PLZ??!?!?!"Being a bit socially awkward myself, I didn't find this guy to be off-putting right off the bat.
Well, we get into small talk about what we like to do and stuff, and then my job came up. At the time, I was taking care of my mentally disabled, severely autistic brother and getting paid by the state to be his caregiver.
He reacts normally at first, and is all like oh that's nice, you're such a good person spiel, and then proceeds to to tell me what I think at first is a chance to relate to my experiences. He starts telling me about his neighbor who adopted two mentally disabled people, and gave them a good life, blah blah blah, and I'm like that's nice. \^_^
Then the story continues, and I don't remember exactly what happened, but apparently they couldn't or wouldn't take care of the kids anymore, took em out back and shot em.
My reaction- D:....................
This was RIGHT after I mentioned what I do for a living. I took care of my brother who can't live on his own, and your first reaction is to tell me a story about mentally challenged people getting shot and murdered?!?!?! We had just met, and it was just basic small talk questions being asked.
I didn't even pursue a friendship with that guy, he blew it. Eh, I'm in a happy loving relationship now with someone who doesn't want to murder my brother. :P
Edit- TL;DR No I won't date you, I prefer my family alive, please and thanks
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbu165n | I'll start this off by saying I'm female.
Well, I was on this Gaia like sims like site called smeet. You create your own avatar and interact in a 3d world. Well. Everyone was there mostly for dating, no surprise. It's really difficult to have a conversation if you're not interested in insta dating/insta cybering/camming every dude you see.
I was single at the time, and me and this nerdy guy started talking. He was your stereotypical nerd, really smart and everything. He seemed nice. I was happy to just talk to someone who wasn't "OMG CAM NAO PLZ??!?!?!"Being a bit socially awkward myself, I didn't find this guy to be off-putting right off the bat.
Well, we get into small talk about what we like to do and stuff, and then my job came up. At the time, I was taking care of my mentally disabled, severely autistic brother and getting paid by the state to be his caregiver.
He reacts normally at first, and is all like oh that's nice, you're such a good person spiel, and then proceeds to to tell me what I think at first is a chance to relate to my experiences. He starts telling me about his neighbor who adopted two mentally disabled people, and gave them a good life, blah blah blah, and I'm like that's nice. \^_^
Then the story continues, and I don't remember exactly what happened, but apparently they couldn't or wouldn't take care of the kids anymore, took em out back and shot em.
My reaction- D:....................
This was RIGHT after I mentioned what I do for a living. I took care of my brother who can't live on his own, and your first reaction is to tell me a story about mentally challenged people getting shot and murdered?!?!?! We had just met, and it was just basic small talk questions being asked.
I didn't even pursue a friendship with that guy, he blew it. Eh, I'm in a happy loving relationship now with someone who doesn't want to murder my brother. :P
Edit- | No I won't date you, I prefer my family alive, please and thanks |
MotoNostrum |
~1% of drivers are over 0.08% from road side stops.
Yet they find themselves in 31% of fatal accidents. Clearly intoxicated people are over-represented. 31x more likely to die than a non-drinker.
I guess you don't have to drink to be killed by a drunk. So maybe we can posit that the drunk kills themselves half the time and someone else the other half. Probably this underestimates the risk to themselves but we are looking to bound the problem here.
So ~15% of accidents are a direct result of the driver being impaired. Drinking increases your risk by 15x.
States that 703 out of 4,612 lives could have been saved if the rider had been wearing a helmet. That's about 15%.
States that 20% of motorcycle riders are unlicensed yet they accounted for 42% of the fatalities. So you are 2.1x as likely to die in an accident if you are unlicensed.
By far the biggest influence here is getting drunk. One wonders how many accidents are caused by people who are driving on a few beers but are below the limit and considered "not drunk".
It seems to me that just considering that one stat. If you don't touch alcohol when riding you are doubling your chances. So if a motorcycle is 30x more risk than a car and drunk riders kill themselves 15x more often than sober ones then your risk has been halved, relative to a car.
tl;dr; if you want to convince your friends, merely point out the fatal accident rate for horse back riding and ask why its reasonable for them to support your 10 year old sister doing that but not you riding a moto. | ~1% of drivers are over 0.08% from road side stops.
Yet they find themselves in 31% of fatal accidents. Clearly intoxicated people are over-represented. 31x more likely to die than a non-drinker.
I guess you don't have to drink to be killed by a drunk. So maybe we can posit that the drunk kills themselves half the time and someone else the other half. Probably this underestimates the risk to themselves but we are looking to bound the problem here.
So ~15% of accidents are a direct result of the driver being impaired. Drinking increases your risk by 15x.
States that 703 out of 4,612 lives could have been saved if the rider had been wearing a helmet. That's about 15%.
States that 20% of motorcycle riders are unlicensed yet they accounted for 42% of the fatalities. So you are 2.1x as likely to die in an accident if you are unlicensed.
By far the biggest influence here is getting drunk. One wonders how many accidents are caused by people who are driving on a few beers but are below the limit and considered "not drunk".
It seems to me that just considering that one stat. If you don't touch alcohol when riding you are doubling your chances. So if a motorcycle is 30x more risk than a car and drunk riders kill themselves 15x more often than sober ones then your risk has been halved, relative to a car.
tl;dr; if you want to convince your friends, merely point out the fatal accident rate for horse back riding and ask why its reasonable for them to support your 10 year old sister doing that but not you riding a moto.
| motorcycles | t5_2qi6d | cbty80f | 1% of drivers are over 0.08% from road side stops.
Yet they find themselves in 31% of fatal accidents. Clearly intoxicated people are over-represented. 31x more likely to die than a non-drinker.
I guess you don't have to drink to be killed by a drunk. So maybe we can posit that the drunk kills themselves half the time and someone else the other half. Probably this underestimates the risk to themselves but we are looking to bound the problem here.
So ~15% of accidents are a direct result of the driver being impaired. Drinking increases your risk by 15x.
States that 703 out of 4,612 lives could have been saved if the rider had been wearing a helmet. That's about 15%.
States that 20% of motorcycle riders are unlicensed yet they accounted for 42% of the fatalities. So you are 2.1x as likely to die in an accident if you are unlicensed.
By far the biggest influence here is getting drunk. One wonders how many accidents are caused by people who are driving on a few beers but are below the limit and considered "not drunk".
It seems to me that just considering that one stat. If you don't touch alcohol when riding you are doubling your chances. So if a motorcycle is 30x more risk than a car and drunk riders kill themselves 15x more often than sober ones then your risk has been halved, relative to a car. | if you want to convince your friends, merely point out the fatal accident rate for horse back riding and ask why its reasonable for them to support your 10 year old sister doing that but not you riding a moto. |
mahade | I'm all for statistics, but these factors are just a few measurable facts that can be interesting, but never tell the whole story.
- How about people who are just really sleepy after a bad night's rest?
- How about people who got distracted for a brief second, realizing they had forgotten something?
- How about people whose mind wandered off ever so briefly thinking about the horrible breakup they went through?
- How about people who are suicidal to begin with?
- How about prescription medication that was dosed correctly and deemed safe, but only if you included a good meal?
- Etc.
Accidents happen, undeniably statistically more with motorcyclists than with people in cars, but that's only logical. If a driver doesn't check his mirrors on the highway as he switches lanes, and I was driving in said lane, it only takes a few pounds of force to bring me out of balance or to make me panic and run into something else, killing me instantly.
You, and we, should never deny the fact that we're allowing ourselves to be vulnerable. It's a choice of freedom and made in full conscience. That's why the good ones of us drive defensively and take precautions such as good motorcycle gear; it's also why our hobby is so expensive. Good protection costs money.
TL;DR: The statistics will let you down and only reinforce their argument. My counter argument is that I'm only young once, and I'm here to enjoy the fuck out of it. I love riding, and nobody short of having someone who depends on me being alive for their existence (such as kids) is going to stop me from doing so. | I'm all for statistics, but these factors are just a few measurable facts that can be interesting, but never tell the whole story.
How about people who are just really sleepy after a bad night's rest?
How about people who got distracted for a brief second, realizing they had forgotten something?
How about people whose mind wandered off ever so briefly thinking about the horrible breakup they went through?
How about people who are suicidal to begin with?
How about prescription medication that was dosed correctly and deemed safe, but only if you included a good meal?
Etc.
Accidents happen, undeniably statistically more with motorcyclists than with people in cars, but that's only logical. If a driver doesn't check his mirrors on the highway as he switches lanes, and I was driving in said lane, it only takes a few pounds of force to bring me out of balance or to make me panic and run into something else, killing me instantly.
You, and we, should never deny the fact that we're allowing ourselves to be vulnerable. It's a choice of freedom and made in full conscience. That's why the good ones of us drive defensively and take precautions such as good motorcycle gear; it's also why our hobby is so expensive. Good protection costs money.
TL;DR: The statistics will let you down and only reinforce their argument. My counter argument is that I'm only young once, and I'm here to enjoy the fuck out of it. I love riding, and nobody short of having someone who depends on me being alive for their existence (such as kids) is going to stop me from doing so.
| motorcycles | t5_2qi6d | cbtzgq1 | I'm all for statistics, but these factors are just a few measurable facts that can be interesting, but never tell the whole story.
How about people who are just really sleepy after a bad night's rest?
How about people who got distracted for a brief second, realizing they had forgotten something?
How about people whose mind wandered off ever so briefly thinking about the horrible breakup they went through?
How about people who are suicidal to begin with?
How about prescription medication that was dosed correctly and deemed safe, but only if you included a good meal?
Etc.
Accidents happen, undeniably statistically more with motorcyclists than with people in cars, but that's only logical. If a driver doesn't check his mirrors on the highway as he switches lanes, and I was driving in said lane, it only takes a few pounds of force to bring me out of balance or to make me panic and run into something else, killing me instantly.
You, and we, should never deny the fact that we're allowing ourselves to be vulnerable. It's a choice of freedom and made in full conscience. That's why the good ones of us drive defensively and take precautions such as good motorcycle gear; it's also why our hobby is so expensive. Good protection costs money. | The statistics will let you down and only reinforce their argument. My counter argument is that I'm only young once, and I'm here to enjoy the fuck out of it. I love riding, and nobody short of having someone who depends on me being alive for their existence (such as kids) is going to stop me from doing so. |
NoOrdinaryBieber | It depends on the person and which sugar alcohol. Maltitol, for example, has practically the same glycemic index as sugar while Erythritol has a glycemic index at or near zero and passes through your body almost untouched. Most gum seems to be made with Xylitol, which has roughly half the glycemic index of sugar so you could arguably only count half of the carbs.
TL;DR You're probably just better off counting (non-erythritol) sugar alcohols as carbs. After that, if it fits your macros it's fair game. | It depends on the person and which sugar alcohol. Maltitol, for example, has practically the same glycemic index as sugar while Erythritol has a glycemic index at or near zero and passes through your body almost untouched. Most gum seems to be made with Xylitol, which has roughly half the glycemic index of sugar so you could arguably only count half of the carbs.
TL;DR You're probably just better off counting (non-erythritol) sugar alcohols as carbs. After that, if it fits your macros it's fair game.
| keto | t5_2rske | cbtwngl | It depends on the person and which sugar alcohol. Maltitol, for example, has practically the same glycemic index as sugar while Erythritol has a glycemic index at or near zero and passes through your body almost untouched. Most gum seems to be made with Xylitol, which has roughly half the glycemic index of sugar so you could arguably only count half of the carbs. | You're probably just better off counting (non-erythritol) sugar alcohols as carbs. After that, if it fits your macros it's fair game. |
Benfranklinupenn | I was at some record store in Atlanta like a year ago and they had one in decent condition for $80. I turned my back on it for like ten seconds (don't remember why) and some kid (like 13) picked it up and then crammed it back into it's spot in the crate. Crammed like, he grabbed the top of it with two fists and smashed it back down in to the box. When I pulled it out the bottom of the jacket had split open and the record had hairline crack running from the base to the middle. Only time I've seen one in person. Completely ruined.
**tldr: Found Deloused for $80, some kid cracked it in front of me** | I was at some record store in Atlanta like a year ago and they had one in decent condition for $80. I turned my back on it for like ten seconds (don't remember why) and some kid (like 13) picked it up and then crammed it back into it's spot in the crate. Crammed like, he grabbed the top of it with two fists and smashed it back down in to the box. When I pulled it out the bottom of the jacket had split open and the record had hairline crack running from the base to the middle. Only time I've seen one in person. Completely ruined.
tldr: Found Deloused for $80, some kid cracked it in front of me
| vinyl | t5_2qh7i | cbuxt7m | I was at some record store in Atlanta like a year ago and they had one in decent condition for $80. I turned my back on it for like ten seconds (don't remember why) and some kid (like 13) picked it up and then crammed it back into it's spot in the crate. Crammed like, he grabbed the top of it with two fists and smashed it back down in to the box. When I pulled it out the bottom of the jacket had split open and the record had hairline crack running from the base to the middle. Only time I've seen one in person. Completely ruined. | Found Deloused for $80, some kid cracked it in front of me |
z3taphi | Speaking mainly from a PVP perspective, I prefer gunslinger due to the three perfectly viable DPS trees. There isn't another Advanced Class that has that many good DPS options. There are also several hybrid variations that are working exceptionally well for 8v8 PvP. At least two viable builds exist that are very mobile.
The scoundrel is a great healer, but doesn't have any option for DPS that comes close to the gunslinger. Scoundrel may even be the best healer.
Tl;Dr like to dps - gunslinger. Want to heal - scoundrel. | Speaking mainly from a PVP perspective, I prefer gunslinger due to the three perfectly viable DPS trees. There isn't another Advanced Class that has that many good DPS options. There are also several hybrid variations that are working exceptionally well for 8v8 PvP. At least two viable builds exist that are very mobile.
The scoundrel is a great healer, but doesn't have any option for DPS that comes close to the gunslinger. Scoundrel may even be the best healer.
Tl;Dr like to dps - gunslinger. Want to heal - scoundrel.
| swtor | t5_2qxih | cbudzye | Speaking mainly from a PVP perspective, I prefer gunslinger due to the three perfectly viable DPS trees. There isn't another Advanced Class that has that many good DPS options. There are also several hybrid variations that are working exceptionally well for 8v8 PvP. At least two viable builds exist that are very mobile.
The scoundrel is a great healer, but doesn't have any option for DPS that comes close to the gunslinger. Scoundrel may even be the best healer. | like to dps - gunslinger. Want to heal - scoundrel. |
lescapegoat | Quick question.
That "may be cropped" business with the red border: How "may" is may? Is it always cropped? Usually? Sometimes? I used that Diana/Leona art that IronStylus posted not that long ago and since it's already halved, the edge of the image needed to lined up right with that red border.
TLDR: Is it a guarantee Ill get just whats within the red border, or will I possibly get it "untrimmed"? | Quick question.
That "may be cropped" business with the red border: How "may" is may? Is it always cropped? Usually? Sometimes? I used that Diana/Leona art that IronStylus posted not that long ago and since it's already halved, the edge of the image needed to lined up right with that red border.
TLDR: Is it a guarantee Ill get just whats within the red border, or will I possibly get it "untrimmed"?
| leagueoflegends | t5_2rfxx | cbuebmg | Quick question.
That "may be cropped" business with the red border: How "may" is may? Is it always cropped? Usually? Sometimes? I used that Diana/Leona art that IronStylus posted not that long ago and since it's already halved, the edge of the image needed to lined up right with that red border. | Is it a guarantee Ill get just whats within the red border, or will I possibly get it "untrimmed"? |
WithYouAround | I got a shout-out in the post? I've gotta tell my story.
Hello friends. My name is Mitch, and I am an Underdog. I'm 18 and have been a fan of Yellowcard since I was about 9 (right around when Ocean Avenue came out).
My main exposure to the band initially came from video games, and to a lesser extent seeing their music videos on TV. Around 2004, a lot of the video games I was playing had some Yellowcard song(s) in their soundtracks. Growing up, I listened to "Way Away" (SSX 3 and NHL 2004) and "Breathing" (Burnout 3: Takedown) countless times. I also heard "Ocean Avenue" and "Only One" on TV.
While Yellowcard wasn't necessarily my "favourite band" at the time, I did know some of their songs. In 5^th Grade, my friends and I wanted to perform Ocean Avenue as an "air band" at the end-of-year school carnival. As an air band, we would lip sync the words and pretend to play the song on actual guitars. We read over the lyrics for a couple weeks before our "performance" so we could be the best fake Yellowcard we could be. Long story slightly shorter, the day of the "performance" some douche-nugget decided to switch our song and we never got to sing about a place on the corner of Cherry St.
Over the next 6 or 7 years, nothing really happened to me with regards to my Yellowcard fandom. I continued playing the aforementioned video games, and I remember seeing the "Lights and Sounds" video on TV, but nothing more than that.
Let's fast-forward to 2010, shall we? I'm about 16 and looking around the house for CDs to listen to. I find "Lights and Sounds" and decide to give it a listen. Giving it some play-throughs, I'm not a big fan of it. I remember being interested in "Two Weeks From Twenty" though. I'm not sure how (my memory must be going) but somehow this album that wasn't very exciting to me, sparked my interest in Yellowcard. Over the next couple months I began accumulating Yellowcard CDs (keep in mind that they're on hiatus at this time). I had basically they're entire collecting (excluding Midget Tossing and the Still Standing EP) and I was in love.
On August 1st, 2010 I checked Yellowcard's Wikipedia page (for no particular reason) and at the very bottom it says they had *just* announced they were getting back together. I was very excited and began following them as extensively as I could. I watched all the vlogs they put up from in-studio while they were recording WYTTSY. From re-formation to album release was when I had found the great group of fellow Yellowcard fans on Twitter (follow me @YellowcardMitch) and I thought it was awesome whenever the band members would reply to the questions I would ask them (either by Twitter or E-Mail).
When the album dropped I listened to it constantly. I think I accumulated more than 150 players per song on iTunes during the first few months. I loved it. Every song (although there was only 10) were great. About a month after the release, I got to go to my very first Yellowcard show. I was about 15 rows of All Time Low fans away from the band and was on O'Donell's side of the stage. I had a great time, and loved singing along to every song (about 8 were played).
During that same year, in October, I got to see my boys perform again. This time they were the headline act, in a much smaller venue. Everyone was packed close and there was a lot of energy in the building. Go Radio and Every Avenue did a great job of opening the show, but YC was (obviously) the highlight. Getting to hear them go through a full 16-20 song setlist was great, and I was much closer than my first concert.
Continuig with the concert stories. Our next stop is at the 2012 Vans Warped Tour in Toronto. Southern Air was soon to be released and I was incredibly excited to hear the violin solo from "Always Summer". Yellowcard would be performing around 6:00 (if my memory serves me right) so in the early afternoon I listened to some of my other favourite bands. Shout-out to Lostprophets for having an epic set. But to anyone who was at this particular Warped Tour date, they will tell the day was all about ... RAIN! Around 3 or 4 O'Clock the storm came. Torrential down-pour and lightning striking just 5 minutes away from the venue forced the show to be stopped for a couple hours. Once Warped Tour re-started (and my shoes were properly ruined) Yellowcard got to play. Oh, did I forget to mention they were about to play before the storm came? Well due to the rain postponing the show, bands were forced to play shortened sets. Ryan, Ryan, Sean, Josh and LP decided to cut "With You Around" and "Always Summer" out of the normal set. What the heck, guys? So I didn't get to hear my Reddit username (Hi, I'm /u/WithYouAround) or that awesome violin. Still, the set was great, and I learned that a Warped Tour audience is slightly more aggressive (and awesome) than a typical Yellowcard concert. All the songs off of Ocean Avenue were received with tremendous energy ("Breathing" especially).
THIS IS SO LONG! I'm just going to breeze through the rest, to keep my sanity.
Southern Air was great. I loved Surface of the Sun and Rivertown Blues especially. All the songs were awesome. I got to see them in January 2013, on tour with a All Time Low and at the same venue as my first concert.
Ocean Avenue Acoustic. That was exciting! It was great to hear the 10-year-old songs in a different setting. I won't be able to see them play it live since they don't have any Canadian dates. But nonetheless, the record and very refreshing to hear and I wonder if any more albums will be re-done acoustically. I will soon be starting my first year of University and I know OA Acoustic will be there for me if need-be.
Note: I wrote this while listening to Ocean Avenue Acoustic, and there's no way that I'm going to re-read this to check for mistakes.
TL;DR. YELLOWCARD! | I got a shout-out in the post? I've gotta tell my story.
Hello friends. My name is Mitch, and I am an Underdog. I'm 18 and have been a fan of Yellowcard since I was about 9 (right around when Ocean Avenue came out).
My main exposure to the band initially came from video games, and to a lesser extent seeing their music videos on TV. Around 2004, a lot of the video games I was playing had some Yellowcard song(s) in their soundtracks. Growing up, I listened to "Way Away" (SSX 3 and NHL 2004) and "Breathing" (Burnout 3: Takedown) countless times. I also heard "Ocean Avenue" and "Only One" on TV.
While Yellowcard wasn't necessarily my "favourite band" at the time, I did know some of their songs. In 5^th Grade, my friends and I wanted to perform Ocean Avenue as an "air band" at the end-of-year school carnival. As an air band, we would lip sync the words and pretend to play the song on actual guitars. We read over the lyrics for a couple weeks before our "performance" so we could be the best fake Yellowcard we could be. Long story slightly shorter, the day of the "performance" some douche-nugget decided to switch our song and we never got to sing about a place on the corner of Cherry St.
Over the next 6 or 7 years, nothing really happened to me with regards to my Yellowcard fandom. I continued playing the aforementioned video games, and I remember seeing the "Lights and Sounds" video on TV, but nothing more than that.
Let's fast-forward to 2010, shall we? I'm about 16 and looking around the house for CDs to listen to. I find "Lights and Sounds" and decide to give it a listen. Giving it some play-throughs, I'm not a big fan of it. I remember being interested in "Two Weeks From Twenty" though. I'm not sure how (my memory must be going) but somehow this album that wasn't very exciting to me, sparked my interest in Yellowcard. Over the next couple months I began accumulating Yellowcard CDs (keep in mind that they're on hiatus at this time). I had basically they're entire collecting (excluding Midget Tossing and the Still Standing EP) and I was in love.
On August 1st, 2010 I checked Yellowcard's Wikipedia page (for no particular reason) and at the very bottom it says they had just announced they were getting back together. I was very excited and began following them as extensively as I could. I watched all the vlogs they put up from in-studio while they were recording WYTTSY. From re-formation to album release was when I had found the great group of fellow Yellowcard fans on Twitter (follow me @YellowcardMitch) and I thought it was awesome whenever the band members would reply to the questions I would ask them (either by Twitter or E-Mail).
When the album dropped I listened to it constantly. I think I accumulated more than 150 players per song on iTunes during the first few months. I loved it. Every song (although there was only 10) were great. About a month after the release, I got to go to my very first Yellowcard show. I was about 15 rows of All Time Low fans away from the band and was on O'Donell's side of the stage. I had a great time, and loved singing along to every song (about 8 were played).
During that same year, in October, I got to see my boys perform again. This time they were the headline act, in a much smaller venue. Everyone was packed close and there was a lot of energy in the building. Go Radio and Every Avenue did a great job of opening the show, but YC was (obviously) the highlight. Getting to hear them go through a full 16-20 song setlist was great, and I was much closer than my first concert.
Continuig with the concert stories. Our next stop is at the 2012 Vans Warped Tour in Toronto. Southern Air was soon to be released and I was incredibly excited to hear the violin solo from "Always Summer". Yellowcard would be performing around 6:00 (if my memory serves me right) so in the early afternoon I listened to some of my other favourite bands. Shout-out to Lostprophets for having an epic set. But to anyone who was at this particular Warped Tour date, they will tell the day was all about ... RAIN! Around 3 or 4 O'Clock the storm came. Torrential down-pour and lightning striking just 5 minutes away from the venue forced the show to be stopped for a couple hours. Once Warped Tour re-started (and my shoes were properly ruined) Yellowcard got to play. Oh, did I forget to mention they were about to play before the storm came? Well due to the rain postponing the show, bands were forced to play shortened sets. Ryan, Ryan, Sean, Josh and LP decided to cut "With You Around" and "Always Summer" out of the normal set. What the heck, guys? So I didn't get to hear my Reddit username (Hi, I'm /u/WithYouAround) or that awesome violin. Still, the set was great, and I learned that a Warped Tour audience is slightly more aggressive (and awesome) than a typical Yellowcard concert. All the songs off of Ocean Avenue were received with tremendous energy ("Breathing" especially).
THIS IS SO LONG! I'm just going to breeze through the rest, to keep my sanity.
Southern Air was great. I loved Surface of the Sun and Rivertown Blues especially. All the songs were awesome. I got to see them in January 2013, on tour with a All Time Low and at the same venue as my first concert.
Ocean Avenue Acoustic. That was exciting! It was great to hear the 10-year-old songs in a different setting. I won't be able to see them play it live since they don't have any Canadian dates. But nonetheless, the record and very refreshing to hear and I wonder if any more albums will be re-done acoustically. I will soon be starting my first year of University and I know OA Acoustic will be there for me if need-be.
Note: I wrote this while listening to Ocean Avenue Acoustic, and there's no way that I'm going to re-read this to check for mistakes.
TL;DR. YELLOWCARD!
| YellowcardRock | t5_2wegt | cbuirf9 | I got a shout-out in the post? I've gotta tell my story.
Hello friends. My name is Mitch, and I am an Underdog. I'm 18 and have been a fan of Yellowcard since I was about 9 (right around when Ocean Avenue came out).
My main exposure to the band initially came from video games, and to a lesser extent seeing their music videos on TV. Around 2004, a lot of the video games I was playing had some Yellowcard song(s) in their soundtracks. Growing up, I listened to "Way Away" (SSX 3 and NHL 2004) and "Breathing" (Burnout 3: Takedown) countless times. I also heard "Ocean Avenue" and "Only One" on TV.
While Yellowcard wasn't necessarily my "favourite band" at the time, I did know some of their songs. In 5^th Grade, my friends and I wanted to perform Ocean Avenue as an "air band" at the end-of-year school carnival. As an air band, we would lip sync the words and pretend to play the song on actual guitars. We read over the lyrics for a couple weeks before our "performance" so we could be the best fake Yellowcard we could be. Long story slightly shorter, the day of the "performance" some douche-nugget decided to switch our song and we never got to sing about a place on the corner of Cherry St.
Over the next 6 or 7 years, nothing really happened to me with regards to my Yellowcard fandom. I continued playing the aforementioned video games, and I remember seeing the "Lights and Sounds" video on TV, but nothing more than that.
Let's fast-forward to 2010, shall we? I'm about 16 and looking around the house for CDs to listen to. I find "Lights and Sounds" and decide to give it a listen. Giving it some play-throughs, I'm not a big fan of it. I remember being interested in "Two Weeks From Twenty" though. I'm not sure how (my memory must be going) but somehow this album that wasn't very exciting to me, sparked my interest in Yellowcard. Over the next couple months I began accumulating Yellowcard CDs (keep in mind that they're on hiatus at this time). I had basically they're entire collecting (excluding Midget Tossing and the Still Standing EP) and I was in love.
On August 1st, 2010 I checked Yellowcard's Wikipedia page (for no particular reason) and at the very bottom it says they had just announced they were getting back together. I was very excited and began following them as extensively as I could. I watched all the vlogs they put up from in-studio while they were recording WYTTSY. From re-formation to album release was when I had found the great group of fellow Yellowcard fans on Twitter (follow me @YellowcardMitch) and I thought it was awesome whenever the band members would reply to the questions I would ask them (either by Twitter or E-Mail).
When the album dropped I listened to it constantly. I think I accumulated more than 150 players per song on iTunes during the first few months. I loved it. Every song (although there was only 10) were great. About a month after the release, I got to go to my very first Yellowcard show. I was about 15 rows of All Time Low fans away from the band and was on O'Donell's side of the stage. I had a great time, and loved singing along to every song (about 8 were played).
During that same year, in October, I got to see my boys perform again. This time they were the headline act, in a much smaller venue. Everyone was packed close and there was a lot of energy in the building. Go Radio and Every Avenue did a great job of opening the show, but YC was (obviously) the highlight. Getting to hear them go through a full 16-20 song setlist was great, and I was much closer than my first concert.
Continuig with the concert stories. Our next stop is at the 2012 Vans Warped Tour in Toronto. Southern Air was soon to be released and I was incredibly excited to hear the violin solo from "Always Summer". Yellowcard would be performing around 6:00 (if my memory serves me right) so in the early afternoon I listened to some of my other favourite bands. Shout-out to Lostprophets for having an epic set. But to anyone who was at this particular Warped Tour date, they will tell the day was all about ... RAIN! Around 3 or 4 O'Clock the storm came. Torrential down-pour and lightning striking just 5 minutes away from the venue forced the show to be stopped for a couple hours. Once Warped Tour re-started (and my shoes were properly ruined) Yellowcard got to play. Oh, did I forget to mention they were about to play before the storm came? Well due to the rain postponing the show, bands were forced to play shortened sets. Ryan, Ryan, Sean, Josh and LP decided to cut "With You Around" and "Always Summer" out of the normal set. What the heck, guys? So I didn't get to hear my Reddit username (Hi, I'm /u/WithYouAround) or that awesome violin. Still, the set was great, and I learned that a Warped Tour audience is slightly more aggressive (and awesome) than a typical Yellowcard concert. All the songs off of Ocean Avenue were received with tremendous energy ("Breathing" especially).
THIS IS SO LONG! I'm just going to breeze through the rest, to keep my sanity.
Southern Air was great. I loved Surface of the Sun and Rivertown Blues especially. All the songs were awesome. I got to see them in January 2013, on tour with a All Time Low and at the same venue as my first concert.
Ocean Avenue Acoustic. That was exciting! It was great to hear the 10-year-old songs in a different setting. I won't be able to see them play it live since they don't have any Canadian dates. But nonetheless, the record and very refreshing to hear and I wonder if any more albums will be re-done acoustically. I will soon be starting my first year of University and I know OA Acoustic will be there for me if need-be.
Note: I wrote this while listening to Ocean Avenue Acoustic, and there's no way that I'm going to re-read this to check for mistakes. | YELLOWCARD! |
drewying | The curious thing to me is it took me 3 months once to get one of my apps through the app store because reviewer thought it was too similar to the app "Draw Something".
My app was called "Draw Wireless". It was a super dinky app that let people iPhones connect to each other via Bluetooth and draw on a shared whiteboard space in real time. It had a dark blue grey icon with a wireless symbol on it.
Other than the fact the icon had a dark blue background, it looked and behaved nothing like the app "Draw Something". But yet I had to redesign the icon three times and rewrite the app description four times before the reviewer felt I had distinguished enough from "Draw Something" and let it through. It took 3 freaking months.
TLDR; if your app is prominent enough then Apple will only let will go to extreme lengths to protect your app. I guess it's only if you are a small guy like these guys you need to worry about fakers. | The curious thing to me is it took me 3 months once to get one of my apps through the app store because reviewer thought it was too similar to the app "Draw Something".
My app was called "Draw Wireless". It was a super dinky app that let people iPhones connect to each other via Bluetooth and draw on a shared whiteboard space in real time. It had a dark blue grey icon with a wireless symbol on it.
Other than the fact the icon had a dark blue background, it looked and behaved nothing like the app "Draw Something". But yet I had to redesign the icon three times and rewrite the app description four times before the reviewer felt I had distinguished enough from "Draw Something" and let it through. It took 3 freaking months.
TLDR; if your app is prominent enough then Apple will only let will go to extreme lengths to protect your app. I guess it's only if you are a small guy like these guys you need to worry about fakers.
| apple | t5_2qh1f | cbuqzm4 | The curious thing to me is it took me 3 months once to get one of my apps through the app store because reviewer thought it was too similar to the app "Draw Something".
My app was called "Draw Wireless". It was a super dinky app that let people iPhones connect to each other via Bluetooth and draw on a shared whiteboard space in real time. It had a dark blue grey icon with a wireless symbol on it.
Other than the fact the icon had a dark blue background, it looked and behaved nothing like the app "Draw Something". But yet I had to redesign the icon three times and rewrite the app description four times before the reviewer felt I had distinguished enough from "Draw Something" and let it through. It took 3 freaking months. | if your app is prominent enough then Apple will only let will go to extreme lengths to protect your app. I guess it's only if you are a small guy like these guys you need to worry about fakers. |
ResilientHooker | No need to be a fucking asshole. I think it's you who needs to get over himself.
I saw him back into the spot from a block away. There was nobody around. But, according to morons like yourself, parking ON the line is just fine and dandy.
tl;dr You're and asshole. | No need to be a fucking asshole. I think it's you who needs to get over himself.
I saw him back into the spot from a block away. There was nobody around. But, according to morons like yourself, parking ON the line is just fine and dandy.
tl;dr You're and asshole.
| pics | t5_2qh0u | cbukxhj | No need to be a fucking asshole. I think it's you who needs to get over himself.
I saw him back into the spot from a block away. There was nobody around. But, according to morons like yourself, parking ON the line is just fine and dandy. | You're and asshole. |
IvorySwings | OH MY GOD YES! *Runaways* is honestly one of the best books I've ever read. Not just comic books, mind you. Of everything I've ever read in my whole life, *Runaways* is a favorite. It's an interesting premise, the ensemble works beautifully together, pacing is on-point, the character work is outstanding. . . it's just a well-wrought story in every sense. You quickly find yourself sympathizing with and rooting for the main characters. The art is beautifully drawn and fits the tone of the story well. Kinda whimsical and fun without being heavily stylized.
TL;DR - Go read it right now! | OH MY GOD YES! Runaways is honestly one of the best books I've ever read. Not just comic books, mind you. Of everything I've ever read in my whole life, Runaways is a favorite. It's an interesting premise, the ensemble works beautifully together, pacing is on-point, the character work is outstanding. . . it's just a well-wrought story in every sense. You quickly find yourself sympathizing with and rooting for the main characters. The art is beautifully drawn and fits the tone of the story well. Kinda whimsical and fun without being heavily stylized.
TL;DR - Go read it right now!
| comicbooks | t5_2qhon | cbutmcp | OH MY GOD YES! Runaways is honestly one of the best books I've ever read. Not just comic books, mind you. Of everything I've ever read in my whole life, Runaways is a favorite. It's an interesting premise, the ensemble works beautifully together, pacing is on-point, the character work is outstanding. . . it's just a well-wrought story in every sense. You quickly find yourself sympathizing with and rooting for the main characters. The art is beautifully drawn and fits the tone of the story well. Kinda whimsical and fun without being heavily stylized. | Go read it right now! |
TLHOG | You must have never been to 4chan. Its ok, your prolly better off.
Around '04-ish some people started to act like the /b/ random board had been some sort of treasure trove of originality that was getting polluted by newcomers that didn't understand stuff. Theres some amount of truth to this, but the call and response goes 'Remember when /b/ was good?' '/b/ was never good.'
Either way, there began to be loads of reposts of stupid threads and camwhores (who were a lot more annoying and attention whorey than even the worst gw girls today). The way /b/ works though, there could literally be like 3 different versions of the same stupid thread on the front page.
Peoples started referring to this stuff as 'the cancer that is killing /b/' and then you start getting sites like 9gag and its predecessors that were literally reposing screenshots from /b/, or poorly reproducing jokes.
Theres this kinda elitist mentality that I personally can only trace back to /b/ that probably goes farther back, but certainly persists today into things like reddit. (When you see your friend posting a link to a page thats just a bunch of stuff you've already seen on reddit, especially if it was reddit OC, you think they're less cool then you. Less in the know)
For example, lolcats. Caturday had been a thing for a good few years, where every saturday people would flood the internet with creative image macros of cats. Then enter icanhazcheezburger, which was originally nothing but reposts from /b/, and then horrid recreations that barely understood what made the stuff funny in the first place.
This kind of stuff is what 9gag is. Its ebaumsworld all over again. Hackery. The brony stuff specifically is just the next evolution of furries and people hating them. Oft times, the people who love shitty reposts and bad jokes are also some kind of otherkin.
Whoa, wall of text, sorry.
**TL;DR People used to use the term 'cancer' to mean shitty internet content and repost hackery** | You must have never been to 4chan. Its ok, your prolly better off.
Around '04-ish some people started to act like the /b/ random board had been some sort of treasure trove of originality that was getting polluted by newcomers that didn't understand stuff. Theres some amount of truth to this, but the call and response goes 'Remember when /b/ was good?' '/b/ was never good.'
Either way, there began to be loads of reposts of stupid threads and camwhores (who were a lot more annoying and attention whorey than even the worst gw girls today). The way /b/ works though, there could literally be like 3 different versions of the same stupid thread on the front page.
Peoples started referring to this stuff as 'the cancer that is killing /b/' and then you start getting sites like 9gag and its predecessors that were literally reposing screenshots from /b/, or poorly reproducing jokes.
Theres this kinda elitist mentality that I personally can only trace back to /b/ that probably goes farther back, but certainly persists today into things like reddit. (When you see your friend posting a link to a page thats just a bunch of stuff you've already seen on reddit, especially if it was reddit OC, you think they're less cool then you. Less in the know)
For example, lolcats. Caturday had been a thing for a good few years, where every saturday people would flood the internet with creative image macros of cats. Then enter icanhazcheezburger, which was originally nothing but reposts from /b/, and then horrid recreations that barely understood what made the stuff funny in the first place.
This kind of stuff is what 9gag is. Its ebaumsworld all over again. Hackery. The brony stuff specifically is just the next evolution of furries and people hating them. Oft times, the people who love shitty reposts and bad jokes are also some kind of otherkin.
Whoa, wall of text, sorry.
TL;DR People used to use the term 'cancer' to mean shitty internet content and repost hackery
| youtubecomments | t5_2rvbn | cbuwd7f | You must have never been to 4chan. Its ok, your prolly better off.
Around '04-ish some people started to act like the /b/ random board had been some sort of treasure trove of originality that was getting polluted by newcomers that didn't understand stuff. Theres some amount of truth to this, but the call and response goes 'Remember when /b/ was good?' '/b/ was never good.'
Either way, there began to be loads of reposts of stupid threads and camwhores (who were a lot more annoying and attention whorey than even the worst gw girls today). The way /b/ works though, there could literally be like 3 different versions of the same stupid thread on the front page.
Peoples started referring to this stuff as 'the cancer that is killing /b/' and then you start getting sites like 9gag and its predecessors that were literally reposing screenshots from /b/, or poorly reproducing jokes.
Theres this kinda elitist mentality that I personally can only trace back to /b/ that probably goes farther back, but certainly persists today into things like reddit. (When you see your friend posting a link to a page thats just a bunch of stuff you've already seen on reddit, especially if it was reddit OC, you think they're less cool then you. Less in the know)
For example, lolcats. Caturday had been a thing for a good few years, where every saturday people would flood the internet with creative image macros of cats. Then enter icanhazcheezburger, which was originally nothing but reposts from /b/, and then horrid recreations that barely understood what made the stuff funny in the first place.
This kind of stuff is what 9gag is. Its ebaumsworld all over again. Hackery. The brony stuff specifically is just the next evolution of furries and people hating them. Oft times, the people who love shitty reposts and bad jokes are also some kind of otherkin.
Whoa, wall of text, sorry. | People used to use the term 'cancer' to mean shitty internet content and repost hackery |
CaptainTim1982 | Mistakes like that completely take me out of the story. I can not enjoy any written word if so little attention is payed to details and grammar. If you are taking the time to tell a story at the very least proof read it once.
If the author did that and fixed the few awkward sentances and the details I would have enjoyed it very much. As it stands, to me, it has zero creepiness. As I read each error I imagined a 10 year old writing it and thinking inhis head, "Oh man! This story is gonna be super scary when I tell it a Billy's sleepover!"
TLDR: Calm down about someone giving valid critism. Gain some respect for the art of writing. | Mistakes like that completely take me out of the story. I can not enjoy any written word if so little attention is payed to details and grammar. If you are taking the time to tell a story at the very least proof read it once.
If the author did that and fixed the few awkward sentances and the details I would have enjoyed it very much. As it stands, to me, it has zero creepiness. As I read each error I imagined a 10 year old writing it and thinking inhis head, "Oh man! This story is gonna be super scary when I tell it a Billy's sleepover!"
TLDR: Calm down about someone giving valid critism. Gain some respect for the art of writing.
| explainlikeIAmA | t5_2t5iz | cbvfjih | Mistakes like that completely take me out of the story. I can not enjoy any written word if so little attention is payed to details and grammar. If you are taking the time to tell a story at the very least proof read it once.
If the author did that and fixed the few awkward sentances and the details I would have enjoyed it very much. As it stands, to me, it has zero creepiness. As I read each error I imagined a 10 year old writing it and thinking inhis head, "Oh man! This story is gonna be super scary when I tell it a Billy's sleepover!" | Calm down about someone giving valid critism. Gain some respect for the art of writing. |
ElBurroLoc0 | Agreed. As well it feeds into the narrative of all of Assad's supporters that the decision to intervene in Syria was decided long before this attack, and as a result the CW had little impact on the actual US plan to to intervene.
Although in my personal opinion I seriously doubt Obama will commit to an intervention in Syria. I think its seriously just a hoax to try and push Assad towards a political sentiment. Like one does not just intervene in Syria and destroy key regime administrative and millitary facilities without causing massive Syrian and regional repercussions. Here is a list of a few issues that I feel are overlooked by many observers
* First is the involvement of [Russian millitary advisers in manning Syrian AA systems]( I seriously doubt Obama would be foolish enough to potentially inflict significant Russian casualties as a result of air strikes in Syria in a manner which is both unilateral and also lacks any sort of UN mandate. Imagine the political rift it would cause with Russia? (Tried to raise this with Michael Wiess, however this was one of the only questions he didnt answer, how convenient lol)
* Secondly its one thing to decapitate the regimes political and millitary leadership with precision strikes, but how do you clean up the subsequent mess without actually putting troops on the ground? The chemical weapons stockpiles are not just going to vanish into thin air never to harm anyone ever again as a result of the regimes collapse. These stock piles would need immediate and professional elite millitary units to prevent them from dissapeearing into the hands of armed opposition fighters, or revenge seeking Assad loyalists. To put US troops on the ground would thus be to involve the US in ANOTHER war in the Middle East something which Obama's [American Public have no interest in supporting](
* Thirdly, sure you could potentially destroy the Assad regime with a military intervention vis a vis Libya, but how are you supposed to deal with the subsequent collapse of the Syrian state and the massive impact that has on the humanitarian crisis in Syria? Its become fundamentally clear to all those informed on Syria that the opposition is anything but united so there is little, if not no chance that the collapse of the Assad regime will be followed by some sort of cheerful transition process when Secular, moderate Islamist, and Radical Islamist suddenly forget about the tit for tat assassinations, violent disputes over control oil control, and political conflicts that has plagued them since the unrest began in Syria. A quick transition to a democratic state? Almost impossible. A number of different Islamic Caliphates being formed through out Syria whilst secular groups are sidelined? Maybe. A violent civil war where all groups combat each other to seize control in Syria following the collapse of the Syrian state? Almost inevitable. And what about the humanitarian situation that this post-assad violence would create? Wait till there are scenes of hundreds if not thousands of Alawites, Christians. Kurds and and Shi'ites being slaughtered in the streets over one day as sectarian Islamists finally gain their much sought after desire to wage violent sectarian war on the different minority groups in Syria and move from village to village ethnically cleansing them as they proceed. Will this mean another intervention? And who will we support this time? The group that has commited the least sectarian massacres? Admittedly I am deeply troubled by the state of Syria right now, but this post-assad Syria seems potentially much devastating.
* Fourthly, What about the external actors involved in support of Assad? I cant imagine Hezbollah is just going to let their supply chain to Iran through Syria just slip away like that. I wouldn't be surprised if Assad (Assuming he is not killed instantly in the first strike) attempts to use Hezbollah to attack Israel in order to try and leverage the US towards stopping the attack. Assad's father, Hafez al-Assad utilised this option when found himself in a less than favourable position in Israeli-Syrian peace negotiations during the 90's where he encouraged Hezbollah to engage in limited military operations against Israeli forces in Lebanon to increase his political leverage as demonstrated by Hezbollah during the IDF's Operation Accountability in 1993 and Operation Grapes of Wrath in 1996. Accordingly If Israel has to also intervene and invade Lebanon as a result of the intervention in Syria, then a whole other conflict will plague the region and I doubt an Israeli intervention into a predominantly Arab state will be greeted well by both Shi'ite and Sunni armed groups in Syria and Lebanon. Nasrallah knows just as well as anyone that any post-assad regime will view Hezbollah with deep contempt because of their involvement in supporting Assad so how he will react will be interesting to follow. Also I havent even got to the Russians, although as mentioned by other users, Russia lacks logistical ability to wage an effectively quick counter intervention in support of Assad, but that doesnt mean Putin will sit and watch his long time ally be bombed to pieces as result of a US unilateral decision. Plus what about the precedent that such an intervention will set for the role of external superpowers, if Obama bombed Assad for the CW incident on humanitarian grounds, wouldn't it be equally justified for Putin to absolutely obliterate the rebel groups with air strikes to prevent the humanitarian disaster that may result from rebel groups commiting sectarian atrocities in a post Assad Syria? Also does Iran get involved? They have a mutual defense treaty?
* And finally, what if Assad wasnt the puppet master we all like to think him as? People are quick to label him as the sole culprit for Syria's violence, but we forget that there is a whole echelon of Syrian Millitary and Intelligence leaders that have been playing a crucial role in guiding Syria for many years even before Bashar al-Assad was appointed president. I read once that an assassination of Assad might be the worse possible option because his replacement could be from this echelon of Syrian leadership and thus because of their experiences in Arab-Israeli Wars, and Lebanon, they may be even more dictatorial than Assad. Also what about the SAA? I doubt the US and the West could destroy all estimated 112 000 soldiers and thus what happens to the remaining loyalists? Do they fight on against the rebels, what would be their role in the future of Post-Assad Syria
All this issues and questions need to be effectively analysed before one may simply intervene in Syria
**tl;dr?**
* *Russia man's Syrian AA*
* *How do you secure Chemical Weapons without troops on the ground?*
* *What do you do about the post-Assad sectarian slaughter and humanitarian crisis that follows?*
* *How do Hezbollah, Iran and Russia respond?*
* *What if Assad isnt the puppet master? and he is replaced by some military or Baathist leader that is much worse* | Agreed. As well it feeds into the narrative of all of Assad's supporters that the decision to intervene in Syria was decided long before this attack, and as a result the CW had little impact on the actual US plan to to intervene.
Although in my personal opinion I seriously doubt Obama will commit to an intervention in Syria. I think its seriously just a hoax to try and push Assad towards a political sentiment. Like one does not just intervene in Syria and destroy key regime administrative and millitary facilities without causing massive Syrian and regional repercussions. Here is a list of a few issues that I feel are overlooked by many observers
First is the involvement of Russian millitary advisers in manning Syrian AA systems
Secondly its one thing to decapitate the regimes political and millitary leadership with precision strikes, but how do you clean up the subsequent mess without actually putting troops on the ground? The chemical weapons stockpiles are not just going to vanish into thin air never to harm anyone ever again as a result of the regimes collapse. These stock piles would need immediate and professional elite millitary units to prevent them from dissapeearing into the hands of armed opposition fighters, or revenge seeking Assad loyalists. To put US troops on the ground would thus be to involve the US in ANOTHER war in the Middle East something which Obama's [American Public have no interest in supporting](
Thirdly, sure you could potentially destroy the Assad regime with a military intervention vis a vis Libya, but how are you supposed to deal with the subsequent collapse of the Syrian state and the massive impact that has on the humanitarian crisis in Syria? Its become fundamentally clear to all those informed on Syria that the opposition is anything but united so there is little, if not no chance that the collapse of the Assad regime will be followed by some sort of cheerful transition process when Secular, moderate Islamist, and Radical Islamist suddenly forget about the tit for tat assassinations, violent disputes over control oil control, and political conflicts that has plagued them since the unrest began in Syria. A quick transition to a democratic state? Almost impossible. A number of different Islamic Caliphates being formed through out Syria whilst secular groups are sidelined? Maybe. A violent civil war where all groups combat each other to seize control in Syria following the collapse of the Syrian state? Almost inevitable. And what about the humanitarian situation that this post-assad violence would create? Wait till there are scenes of hundreds if not thousands of Alawites, Christians. Kurds and and Shi'ites being slaughtered in the streets over one day as sectarian Islamists finally gain their much sought after desire to wage violent sectarian war on the different minority groups in Syria and move from village to village ethnically cleansing them as they proceed. Will this mean another intervention? And who will we support this time? The group that has commited the least sectarian massacres? Admittedly I am deeply troubled by the state of Syria right now, but this post-assad Syria seems potentially much devastating.
Fourthly, What about the external actors involved in support of Assad? I cant imagine Hezbollah is just going to let their supply chain to Iran through Syria just slip away like that. I wouldn't be surprised if Assad (Assuming he is not killed instantly in the first strike) attempts to use Hezbollah to attack Israel in order to try and leverage the US towards stopping the attack. Assad's father, Hafez al-Assad utilised this option when found himself in a less than favourable position in Israeli-Syrian peace negotiations during the 90's where he encouraged Hezbollah to engage in limited military operations against Israeli forces in Lebanon to increase his political leverage as demonstrated by Hezbollah during the IDF's Operation Accountability in 1993 and Operation Grapes of Wrath in 1996. Accordingly If Israel has to also intervene and invade Lebanon as a result of the intervention in Syria, then a whole other conflict will plague the region and I doubt an Israeli intervention into a predominantly Arab state will be greeted well by both Shi'ite and Sunni armed groups in Syria and Lebanon. Nasrallah knows just as well as anyone that any post-assad regime will view Hezbollah with deep contempt because of their involvement in supporting Assad so how he will react will be interesting to follow. Also I havent even got to the Russians, although as mentioned by other users, Russia lacks logistical ability to wage an effectively quick counter intervention in support of Assad, but that doesnt mean Putin will sit and watch his long time ally be bombed to pieces as result of a US unilateral decision. Plus what about the precedent that such an intervention will set for the role of external superpowers, if Obama bombed Assad for the CW incident on humanitarian grounds, wouldn't it be equally justified for Putin to absolutely obliterate the rebel groups with air strikes to prevent the humanitarian disaster that may result from rebel groups commiting sectarian atrocities in a post Assad Syria? Also does Iran get involved? They have a mutual defense treaty?
And finally, what if Assad wasnt the puppet master we all like to think him as? People are quick to label him as the sole culprit for Syria's violence, but we forget that there is a whole echelon of Syrian Millitary and Intelligence leaders that have been playing a crucial role in guiding Syria for many years even before Bashar al-Assad was appointed president. I read once that an assassination of Assad might be the worse possible option because his replacement could be from this echelon of Syrian leadership and thus because of their experiences in Arab-Israeli Wars, and Lebanon, they may be even more dictatorial than Assad. Also what about the SAA? I doubt the US and the West could destroy all estimated 112 000 soldiers and thus what happens to the remaining loyalists? Do they fight on against the rebels, what would be their role in the future of Post-Assad Syria
All this issues and questions need to be effectively analysed before one may simply intervene in Syria
tl;dr?
Russia man's Syrian AA
How do you secure Chemical Weapons without troops on the ground?
What do you do about the post-Assad sectarian slaughter and humanitarian crisis that follows?
How do Hezbollah, Iran and Russia respond?
What if Assad isnt the puppet master? and he is replaced by some military or Baathist leader that is much worse
| syriancivilwar | t5_2x5s1 | cbv1tat | Agreed. As well it feeds into the narrative of all of Assad's supporters that the decision to intervene in Syria was decided long before this attack, and as a result the CW had little impact on the actual US plan to to intervene.
Although in my personal opinion I seriously doubt Obama will commit to an intervention in Syria. I think its seriously just a hoax to try and push Assad towards a political sentiment. Like one does not just intervene in Syria and destroy key regime administrative and millitary facilities without causing massive Syrian and regional repercussions. Here is a list of a few issues that I feel are overlooked by many observers
First is the involvement of Russian millitary advisers in manning Syrian AA systems
Secondly its one thing to decapitate the regimes political and millitary leadership with precision strikes, but how do you clean up the subsequent mess without actually putting troops on the ground? The chemical weapons stockpiles are not just going to vanish into thin air never to harm anyone ever again as a result of the regimes collapse. These stock piles would need immediate and professional elite millitary units to prevent them from dissapeearing into the hands of armed opposition fighters, or revenge seeking Assad loyalists. To put US troops on the ground would thus be to involve the US in ANOTHER war in the Middle East something which Obama's [American Public have no interest in supporting](
Thirdly, sure you could potentially destroy the Assad regime with a military intervention vis a vis Libya, but how are you supposed to deal with the subsequent collapse of the Syrian state and the massive impact that has on the humanitarian crisis in Syria? Its become fundamentally clear to all those informed on Syria that the opposition is anything but united so there is little, if not no chance that the collapse of the Assad regime will be followed by some sort of cheerful transition process when Secular, moderate Islamist, and Radical Islamist suddenly forget about the tit for tat assassinations, violent disputes over control oil control, and political conflicts that has plagued them since the unrest began in Syria. A quick transition to a democratic state? Almost impossible. A number of different Islamic Caliphates being formed through out Syria whilst secular groups are sidelined? Maybe. A violent civil war where all groups combat each other to seize control in Syria following the collapse of the Syrian state? Almost inevitable. And what about the humanitarian situation that this post-assad violence would create? Wait till there are scenes of hundreds if not thousands of Alawites, Christians. Kurds and and Shi'ites being slaughtered in the streets over one day as sectarian Islamists finally gain their much sought after desire to wage violent sectarian war on the different minority groups in Syria and move from village to village ethnically cleansing them as they proceed. Will this mean another intervention? And who will we support this time? The group that has commited the least sectarian massacres? Admittedly I am deeply troubled by the state of Syria right now, but this post-assad Syria seems potentially much devastating.
Fourthly, What about the external actors involved in support of Assad? I cant imagine Hezbollah is just going to let their supply chain to Iran through Syria just slip away like that. I wouldn't be surprised if Assad (Assuming he is not killed instantly in the first strike) attempts to use Hezbollah to attack Israel in order to try and leverage the US towards stopping the attack. Assad's father, Hafez al-Assad utilised this option when found himself in a less than favourable position in Israeli-Syrian peace negotiations during the 90's where he encouraged Hezbollah to engage in limited military operations against Israeli forces in Lebanon to increase his political leverage as demonstrated by Hezbollah during the IDF's Operation Accountability in 1993 and Operation Grapes of Wrath in 1996. Accordingly If Israel has to also intervene and invade Lebanon as a result of the intervention in Syria, then a whole other conflict will plague the region and I doubt an Israeli intervention into a predominantly Arab state will be greeted well by both Shi'ite and Sunni armed groups in Syria and Lebanon. Nasrallah knows just as well as anyone that any post-assad regime will view Hezbollah with deep contempt because of their involvement in supporting Assad so how he will react will be interesting to follow. Also I havent even got to the Russians, although as mentioned by other users, Russia lacks logistical ability to wage an effectively quick counter intervention in support of Assad, but that doesnt mean Putin will sit and watch his long time ally be bombed to pieces as result of a US unilateral decision. Plus what about the precedent that such an intervention will set for the role of external superpowers, if Obama bombed Assad for the CW incident on humanitarian grounds, wouldn't it be equally justified for Putin to absolutely obliterate the rebel groups with air strikes to prevent the humanitarian disaster that may result from rebel groups commiting sectarian atrocities in a post Assad Syria? Also does Iran get involved? They have a mutual defense treaty?
And finally, what if Assad wasnt the puppet master we all like to think him as? People are quick to label him as the sole culprit for Syria's violence, but we forget that there is a whole echelon of Syrian Millitary and Intelligence leaders that have been playing a crucial role in guiding Syria for many years even before Bashar al-Assad was appointed president. I read once that an assassination of Assad might be the worse possible option because his replacement could be from this echelon of Syrian leadership and thus because of their experiences in Arab-Israeli Wars, and Lebanon, they may be even more dictatorial than Assad. Also what about the SAA? I doubt the US and the West could destroy all estimated 112 000 soldiers and thus what happens to the remaining loyalists? Do they fight on against the rebels, what would be their role in the future of Post-Assad Syria
All this issues and questions need to be effectively analysed before one may simply intervene in Syria | Russia man's Syrian AA
How do you secure Chemical Weapons without troops on the ground?
What do you do about the post-Assad sectarian slaughter and humanitarian crisis that follows?
How do Hezbollah, Iran and Russia respond?
What if Assad isnt the puppet master? and he is replaced by some military or Baathist leader that is much worse |
DonJunbar | It's probably your fault. Bad braking habits is what causes people to do this.
I am this passenger, but I only do it for two specific drivers. My wife and my brother.
My sister, best friend, and other friend don't get this from me. They know how to brake early and correctly, and they don't constantly "push" the people ahead of them.
If I am a passenger, and there is plenty of room in front and behind us, the three good drivers I mentioned always create as much space in front and behind us as they can. My wife and brother will proceed to push ahead and close the gap with the car in front. They might not ride right up on their ass, but they still unnecessarily get closer to a car despite there being plenty of room on the road.
The wife and brother also start to brake about 2 seconds after I have thought "they should be braking". The three good drivers brake at the same time or before I am thinking it.
Maybe I am being a shitty passenger, but I don't think so, being that there are plenty of drivers that don't make me brace at all.
TLDR; If your passengers are uncomfortable, chances are you are doing something wrong. | It's probably your fault. Bad braking habits is what causes people to do this.
I am this passenger, but I only do it for two specific drivers. My wife and my brother.
My sister, best friend, and other friend don't get this from me. They know how to brake early and correctly, and they don't constantly "push" the people ahead of them.
If I am a passenger, and there is plenty of room in front and behind us, the three good drivers I mentioned always create as much space in front and behind us as they can. My wife and brother will proceed to push ahead and close the gap with the car in front. They might not ride right up on their ass, but they still unnecessarily get closer to a car despite there being plenty of room on the road.
The wife and brother also start to brake about 2 seconds after I have thought "they should be braking". The three good drivers brake at the same time or before I am thinking it.
Maybe I am being a shitty passenger, but I don't think so, being that there are plenty of drivers that don't make me brace at all.
TLDR; If your passengers are uncomfortable, chances are you are doing something wrong.
| AdviceAnimals | t5_2s7tt | cbvdrhr | It's probably your fault. Bad braking habits is what causes people to do this.
I am this passenger, but I only do it for two specific drivers. My wife and my brother.
My sister, best friend, and other friend don't get this from me. They know how to brake early and correctly, and they don't constantly "push" the people ahead of them.
If I am a passenger, and there is plenty of room in front and behind us, the three good drivers I mentioned always create as much space in front and behind us as they can. My wife and brother will proceed to push ahead and close the gap with the car in front. They might not ride right up on their ass, but they still unnecessarily get closer to a car despite there being plenty of room on the road.
The wife and brother also start to brake about 2 seconds after I have thought "they should be braking". The three good drivers brake at the same time or before I am thinking it.
Maybe I am being a shitty passenger, but I don't think so, being that there are plenty of drivers that don't make me brace at all. | If your passengers are uncomfortable, chances are you are doing something wrong. |
fatbomb | So your suggestion is first that calories are what matters in terms of satiety (fat = 9kcal/g vs carb & protein = 4kcal/g), but then go on to make a little chart about what is more satisfying, ranking things based on glycemic load.
Implying, then, that calories are not the only things that determine satiety.
TL;DR your argument is not cohesive and your original statement is not helpful or useful. | So your suggestion is first that calories are what matters in terms of satiety (fat = 9kcal/g vs carb & protein = 4kcal/g), but then go on to make a little chart about what is more satisfying, ranking things based on glycemic load.
Implying, then, that calories are not the only things that determine satiety.
TL;DR your argument is not cohesive and your original statement is not helpful or useful.
| keto | t5_2rske | cbvwth4 | So your suggestion is first that calories are what matters in terms of satiety (fat = 9kcal/g vs carb & protein = 4kcal/g), but then go on to make a little chart about what is more satisfying, ranking things based on glycemic load.
Implying, then, that calories are not the only things that determine satiety. | your argument is not cohesive and your original statement is not helpful or useful. |
thr0w4w4y1234567 | Well to me dating is complicated. I mean I believed it was straightforward in high school before I dated anyone. I thought the guy asked the girl out and then after a few dates they were considered "official".
However, my very first set of dating experiences were not straightforward at all. I unknowingly started dating 2 guys at once during a summer internship. The first guy I asked to get dinner with me because I didn't know anyone and I was desparate for a friend. It became a thing for us to hang out and i thought it was friendship but he thought it was dating (I friendzoned him because I thought I was a 2 or 3 and he was way out of my league). During this time, the second guy started inviting me to hang out with him and I didn't realize we were dating even when he bought me drinks and paid for my meal, which I reciprocated. Eventually, the second guy told me that we were dating but he had an arranged marriage so we weren't serious. At the same time, he started dating another girl, which confused me because I thought dating included exclusivity. Eventually, I broke it off with him and just dated the first guy, who had broken his an engagement a year before we started dating a week before the wedding. He was also only dating me casually but this entire time I wanted a serious relationship. This entire time I wanted a serious relationship and none of them wanted the same thing.
Sorry about the long rant/story. I was rather hurt by this experience because I felt somewhat taken advantage of and disappointed with popular media for making it all appear so simple in rom-coms and Disney movies.
TL;DR In my first relationship experience, I unknowingly dated 2 guys who were looking for casual relationships while I wanted something more serious. Since then, I've felt that dating is complicated because people have different rules.
| Well to me dating is complicated. I mean I believed it was straightforward in high school before I dated anyone. I thought the guy asked the girl out and then after a few dates they were considered "official".
However, my very first set of dating experiences were not straightforward at all. I unknowingly started dating 2 guys at once during a summer internship. The first guy I asked to get dinner with me because I didn't know anyone and I was desparate for a friend. It became a thing for us to hang out and i thought it was friendship but he thought it was dating (I friendzoned him because I thought I was a 2 or 3 and he was way out of my league). During this time, the second guy started inviting me to hang out with him and I didn't realize we were dating even when he bought me drinks and paid for my meal, which I reciprocated. Eventually, the second guy told me that we were dating but he had an arranged marriage so we weren't serious. At the same time, he started dating another girl, which confused me because I thought dating included exclusivity. Eventually, I broke it off with him and just dated the first guy, who had broken his an engagement a year before we started dating a week before the wedding. He was also only dating me casually but this entire time I wanted a serious relationship. This entire time I wanted a serious relationship and none of them wanted the same thing.
Sorry about the long rant/story. I was rather hurt by this experience because I felt somewhat taken advantage of and disappointed with popular media for making it all appear so simple in rom-coms and Disney movies.
TL;DR In my first relationship experience, I unknowingly dated 2 guys who were looking for casual relationships while I wanted something more serious. Since then, I've felt that dating is complicated because people have different rules.
| AskMen | t5_2s30g | cbw33xu | Well to me dating is complicated. I mean I believed it was straightforward in high school before I dated anyone. I thought the guy asked the girl out and then after a few dates they were considered "official".
However, my very first set of dating experiences were not straightforward at all. I unknowingly started dating 2 guys at once during a summer internship. The first guy I asked to get dinner with me because I didn't know anyone and I was desparate for a friend. It became a thing for us to hang out and i thought it was friendship but he thought it was dating (I friendzoned him because I thought I was a 2 or 3 and he was way out of my league). During this time, the second guy started inviting me to hang out with him and I didn't realize we were dating even when he bought me drinks and paid for my meal, which I reciprocated. Eventually, the second guy told me that we were dating but he had an arranged marriage so we weren't serious. At the same time, he started dating another girl, which confused me because I thought dating included exclusivity. Eventually, I broke it off with him and just dated the first guy, who had broken his an engagement a year before we started dating a week before the wedding. He was also only dating me casually but this entire time I wanted a serious relationship. This entire time I wanted a serious relationship and none of them wanted the same thing.
Sorry about the long rant/story. I was rather hurt by this experience because I felt somewhat taken advantage of and disappointed with popular media for making it all appear so simple in rom-coms and Disney movies. | In my first relationship experience, I unknowingly dated 2 guys who were looking for casual relationships while I wanted something more serious. Since then, I've felt that dating is complicated because people have different rules. |
donteatolive | Aww that would be great! I really do love them, I just know we squeezed my poor dad dry. Between the horses and board (we did work at the barn three days a week for a break in board, though and there were/are 28 horses there so it was no easy task) and my $20,000 cello my poor dad probably wished he'd never encouraged us into classical music or horses... But I think there is a lot there for kids to learn as long as they are actually caring for the horses and not just riding. There's a lot to be said for mucking out those stalls and getting the horses inside/outside rain or shine, same time every day. I actually got a job once because my answer to the question 'how do you handle distractions' was 'I grew up working on a horse farm and on the farm everything had to be done absolutely on time or the horses could literally physically suffer, so if something came up - a horse getting loose or casting, the vet or farrier coming in, a new boarder or student coming in, someone wandering in lost - we had to handle the distraction in such time as to make sure everything else happened on schedule. You can't feed the horses an hour late because something distracted you for an hour."
TL;DR if you do have kids you can really use those horses as a great life lesson. | Aww that would be great! I really do love them, I just know we squeezed my poor dad dry. Between the horses and board (we did work at the barn three days a week for a break in board, though and there were/are 28 horses there so it was no easy task) and my $20,000 cello my poor dad probably wished he'd never encouraged us into classical music or horses... But I think there is a lot there for kids to learn as long as they are actually caring for the horses and not just riding. There's a lot to be said for mucking out those stalls and getting the horses inside/outside rain or shine, same time every day. I actually got a job once because my answer to the question 'how do you handle distractions' was 'I grew up working on a horse farm and on the farm everything had to be done absolutely on time or the horses could literally physically suffer, so if something came up - a horse getting loose or casting, the vet or farrier coming in, a new boarder or student coming in, someone wandering in lost - we had to handle the distraction in such time as to make sure everything else happened on schedule. You can't feed the horses an hour late because something distracted you for an hour."
TL;DR if you do have kids you can really use those horses as a great life lesson.
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbw04kh | Aww that would be great! I really do love them, I just know we squeezed my poor dad dry. Between the horses and board (we did work at the barn three days a week for a break in board, though and there were/are 28 horses there so it was no easy task) and my $20,000 cello my poor dad probably wished he'd never encouraged us into classical music or horses... But I think there is a lot there for kids to learn as long as they are actually caring for the horses and not just riding. There's a lot to be said for mucking out those stalls and getting the horses inside/outside rain or shine, same time every day. I actually got a job once because my answer to the question 'how do you handle distractions' was 'I grew up working on a horse farm and on the farm everything had to be done absolutely on time or the horses could literally physically suffer, so if something came up - a horse getting loose or casting, the vet or farrier coming in, a new boarder or student coming in, someone wandering in lost - we had to handle the distraction in such time as to make sure everything else happened on schedule. You can't feed the horses an hour late because something distracted you for an hour." | if you do have kids you can really use those horses as a great life lesson. |
NotCreativeAtAllFuck | Post on my son/daughters Facebook wall and comment on their posts. My mom used to do this to me, and it was terribly embarrassing. I eventually had to explain to her that if she wants to talk to me about something I post, she should come and tell me in private.
It's not like I post crazy things on there, but once in a while my mom saw I would be swearing or something and comment something parental about it.
That being said, I understand monitoring children's Facebook and social media accounts. I have been very responsible and sensible on all my social media sites because I know my parents check it to make sure I'm being safe and smart on the Internet.
TL;DR don't comment on my shit, mom. | Post on my son/daughters Facebook wall and comment on their posts. My mom used to do this to me, and it was terribly embarrassing. I eventually had to explain to her that if she wants to talk to me about something I post, she should come and tell me in private.
It's not like I post crazy things on there, but once in a while my mom saw I would be swearing or something and comment something parental about it.
That being said, I understand monitoring children's Facebook and social media accounts. I have been very responsible and sensible on all my social media sites because I know my parents check it to make sure I'm being safe and smart on the Internet.
TL;DR don't comment on my shit, mom.
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbw565s | Post on my son/daughters Facebook wall and comment on their posts. My mom used to do this to me, and it was terribly embarrassing. I eventually had to explain to her that if she wants to talk to me about something I post, she should come and tell me in private.
It's not like I post crazy things on there, but once in a while my mom saw I would be swearing or something and comment something parental about it.
That being said, I understand monitoring children's Facebook and social media accounts. I have been very responsible and sensible on all my social media sites because I know my parents check it to make sure I'm being safe and smart on the Internet. | don't comment on my shit, mom. |
YUNoLikeSalad | If you read the article and look at Figure 2 in the methods section. They aren't even measuring the smoke you draw in.
>The tunnel captures the smoke coming off the head, dilutes it, and routes it into the 1 × 1 ×1 m ageing chamber
The ageing chamber is where they are getting the smoke composition from. This article is just about worthless when it comes to the smoke you're inhaling. As far as I know, the smoke I inhale aren't the fumes coming off of w/e quicklight they've decided to use.
TL;DR
These morons think smoking hookah = wrapping your mouth around your coals and bowl and breathing heavily.
EDIT:
Leaving the original post unedited, but I'm a moron who doesn't read closely enough to realize there's more than one article. | If you read the article and look at Figure 2 in the methods section. They aren't even measuring the smoke you draw in.
>The tunnel captures the smoke coming off the head, dilutes it, and routes it into the 1 × 1 ×1 m ageing chamber
The ageing chamber is where they are getting the smoke composition from. This article is just about worthless when it comes to the smoke you're inhaling. As far as I know, the smoke I inhale aren't the fumes coming off of w/e quicklight they've decided to use.
TL;DR
These morons think smoking hookah = wrapping your mouth around your coals and bowl and breathing heavily.
EDIT:
Leaving the original post unedited, but I'm a moron who doesn't read closely enough to realize there's more than one article.
| hookah | t5_2qkma | cbvqr7m | If you read the article and look at Figure 2 in the methods section. They aren't even measuring the smoke you draw in.
>The tunnel captures the smoke coming off the head, dilutes it, and routes it into the 1 × 1 ×1 m ageing chamber
The ageing chamber is where they are getting the smoke composition from. This article is just about worthless when it comes to the smoke you're inhaling. As far as I know, the smoke I inhale aren't the fumes coming off of w/e quicklight they've decided to use. | These morons think smoking hookah = wrapping your mouth around your coals and bowl and breathing heavily.
EDIT:
Leaving the original post unedited, but I'm a moron who doesn't read closely enough to realize there's more than one article. |
ASovietSpy | Awesome, I love hearing people getting into running. What I always tell new runners (or people getting back into it) is that you shouldn't underestimate your abilities. Sometimes those C25K programs will have you running absurdly low distances to start out. Try setting out a distance you wanna run for each week, say, 2 miles. Maybe the first day you run 1 mile (and by the way, Runners World considers anything under 15 min/mile to be a brisk pace so don't get down on yourself). Maybe the 2nd day you add on 400m, and so on and so on. And take days off when you feel really sore. My coach always says recovery days can be just as important as workout days. The goal is to run until you're tight (unless of course you hurt something or have difficulty breathing). In my experience, you can tell when you've gone as far as you can, farther than just "Oh I'm tired" or "Oh my feet hurt" when your body begins to tighten up, at that point, stop and call it a day.
Another thing, don't tell yourself "It's ok, I'll stop for 2 minutes and then keep going". While this probably doesn't make any physical hindrance to your work out, it puts you in a bad mindset that says its ok to quit, I see this in the high school level too.
Also, I highly suggest trying to run outside instead of a "dreadmill". You'll find running infinitely more enjoyable if you can actually physically see the distance you have traveled.
And try to change up where you run, or at least the course. A new scenery can be key to hitting the goal distances I mentioned earlier.
One more thing, and this is a big one. Run naked every now and then. I don't literally mean no clothes. I mean no watches, no iPod, no HR monitor. You'll find running much more natural if you do away with this stuff.
Oh, and don't carry a water bottle with you. I assume you're not running any more than 5k right now but drinking water mid run on anything less than a half will only cause more harm than good.
Also, I don't care how big you may be, rep the short shorts when you run. They are so much easier to run in than basketball shorts and are amazing.
That was really long but I had nothing else to do so there you have it.
TL;DR Don't run ridiculously small distances, don't stop just because you're tired, run outside, run naked, don't carry a water bottle, accept the short shorts life style. | Awesome, I love hearing people getting into running. What I always tell new runners (or people getting back into it) is that you shouldn't underestimate your abilities. Sometimes those C25K programs will have you running absurdly low distances to start out. Try setting out a distance you wanna run for each week, say, 2 miles. Maybe the first day you run 1 mile (and by the way, Runners World considers anything under 15 min/mile to be a brisk pace so don't get down on yourself). Maybe the 2nd day you add on 400m, and so on and so on. And take days off when you feel really sore. My coach always says recovery days can be just as important as workout days. The goal is to run until you're tight (unless of course you hurt something or have difficulty breathing). In my experience, you can tell when you've gone as far as you can, farther than just "Oh I'm tired" or "Oh my feet hurt" when your body begins to tighten up, at that point, stop and call it a day.
Another thing, don't tell yourself "It's ok, I'll stop for 2 minutes and then keep going". While this probably doesn't make any physical hindrance to your work out, it puts you in a bad mindset that says its ok to quit, I see this in the high school level too.
Also, I highly suggest trying to run outside instead of a "dreadmill". You'll find running infinitely more enjoyable if you can actually physically see the distance you have traveled.
And try to change up where you run, or at least the course. A new scenery can be key to hitting the goal distances I mentioned earlier.
One more thing, and this is a big one. Run naked every now and then. I don't literally mean no clothes. I mean no watches, no iPod, no HR monitor. You'll find running much more natural if you do away with this stuff.
Oh, and don't carry a water bottle with you. I assume you're not running any more than 5k right now but drinking water mid run on anything less than a half will only cause more harm than good.
Also, I don't care how big you may be, rep the short shorts when you run. They are so much easier to run in than basketball shorts and are amazing.
That was really long but I had nothing else to do so there you have it.
TL;DR Don't run ridiculously small distances, don't stop just because you're tired, run outside, run naked, don't carry a water bottle, accept the short shorts life style.
| videos | t5_2qh1e | cbwrf36 | Awesome, I love hearing people getting into running. What I always tell new runners (or people getting back into it) is that you shouldn't underestimate your abilities. Sometimes those C25K programs will have you running absurdly low distances to start out. Try setting out a distance you wanna run for each week, say, 2 miles. Maybe the first day you run 1 mile (and by the way, Runners World considers anything under 15 min/mile to be a brisk pace so don't get down on yourself). Maybe the 2nd day you add on 400m, and so on and so on. And take days off when you feel really sore. My coach always says recovery days can be just as important as workout days. The goal is to run until you're tight (unless of course you hurt something or have difficulty breathing). In my experience, you can tell when you've gone as far as you can, farther than just "Oh I'm tired" or "Oh my feet hurt" when your body begins to tighten up, at that point, stop and call it a day.
Another thing, don't tell yourself "It's ok, I'll stop for 2 minutes and then keep going". While this probably doesn't make any physical hindrance to your work out, it puts you in a bad mindset that says its ok to quit, I see this in the high school level too.
Also, I highly suggest trying to run outside instead of a "dreadmill". You'll find running infinitely more enjoyable if you can actually physically see the distance you have traveled.
And try to change up where you run, or at least the course. A new scenery can be key to hitting the goal distances I mentioned earlier.
One more thing, and this is a big one. Run naked every now and then. I don't literally mean no clothes. I mean no watches, no iPod, no HR monitor. You'll find running much more natural if you do away with this stuff.
Oh, and don't carry a water bottle with you. I assume you're not running any more than 5k right now but drinking water mid run on anything less than a half will only cause more harm than good.
Also, I don't care how big you may be, rep the short shorts when you run. They are so much easier to run in than basketball shorts and are amazing.
That was really long but I had nothing else to do so there you have it. | Don't run ridiculously small distances, don't stop just because you're tired, run outside, run naked, don't carry a water bottle, accept the short shorts life style. |
33rpm | in the last 39 premier league matches we've had 1 (one) penalty awarded for a foul (non-handball) in the area. yes. all we can do is dive.
tl;dr fuck off, you cunt sack of shit. | in the last 39 premier league matches we've had 1 (one) penalty awarded for a foul (non-handball) in the area. yes. all we can do is dive.
tl;dr fuck off, you cunt sack of shit.
| coys | t5_2ryq7 | cbw49gw | in the last 39 premier league matches we've had 1 (one) penalty awarded for a foul (non-handball) in the area. yes. all we can do is dive. | fuck off, you cunt sack of shit. |
SacUp | 1. Subjective.
2. Standard and rotating sets out has made the game a paper-chase where expensive cards can be de-valued overnight and useless(The 'strictly better' phenomenon).
3. Subjective, again. The Vorthos angle of telling a story dominates the game in so that for example, In NP it's stupid to play anything BUT Phyrexians.
4. Blue is the worst, even though they re-printed JTMS and a bunch of other crap in FTV. Standard isn't the end-all-be-all.
5. The game's not just about competition. It's majority of players are casual, even those competitive types play casually also.
6. 'New' cards tend to be re-named cards. Abilities also. Witness Chroma and the new Theros mechanic.
7. [There are 27 cards that allow you to take an extra turn.](
8. The obvious solution is to print a equivalent JTMS in other colors. WoTC profit is irrelevant here.
9. Ignorance = bliss.
10. Like I said, Punk kids.
11. Subjective...again.
**TL;DR You've been refuted, and wasted your time. No one asked you to comment on what I said to OP, but you felt like it was necessary to not only think about but type your comments like it would actually influence me. Comments like these is why I call you entitled punk kids.** |
Subjective.
Standard and rotating sets out has made the game a paper-chase where expensive cards can be de-valued overnight and useless(The 'strictly better' phenomenon).
Subjective, again. The Vorthos angle of telling a story dominates the game in so that for example, In NP it's stupid to play anything BUT Phyrexians.
Blue is the worst, even though they re-printed JTMS and a bunch of other crap in FTV. Standard isn't the end-all-be-all.
The game's not just about competition. It's majority of players are casual, even those competitive types play casually also.
'New' cards tend to be re-named cards. Abilities also. Witness Chroma and the new Theros mechanic.
[There are 27 cards that allow you to take an extra turn.](
The obvious solution is to print a equivalent JTMS in other colors. WoTC profit is irrelevant here.
Ignorance = bliss.
Like I said, Punk kids.
Subjective...again.
TL;DR You've been refuted, and wasted your time. No one asked you to comment on what I said to OP, but you felt like it was necessary to not only think about but type your comments like it would actually influence me. Comments like these is why I call you entitled punk kids.
| magicTCG | t5_2qn5f | cbwzl7v | Subjective.
Standard and rotating sets out has made the game a paper-chase where expensive cards can be de-valued overnight and useless(The 'strictly better' phenomenon).
Subjective, again. The Vorthos angle of telling a story dominates the game in so that for example, In NP it's stupid to play anything BUT Phyrexians.
Blue is the worst, even though they re-printed JTMS and a bunch of other crap in FTV. Standard isn't the end-all-be-all.
The game's not just about competition. It's majority of players are casual, even those competitive types play casually also.
'New' cards tend to be re-named cards. Abilities also. Witness Chroma and the new Theros mechanic.
[There are 27 cards that allow you to take an extra turn.](
The obvious solution is to print a equivalent JTMS in other colors. WoTC profit is irrelevant here.
Ignorance = bliss.
Like I said, Punk kids.
Subjective...again. | You've been refuted, and wasted your time. No one asked you to comment on what I said to OP, but you felt like it was necessary to not only think about but type your comments like it would actually influence me. Comments like these is why I call you entitled punk kids. |
GWsublime | By the numbers:
1. Yes the rules have changed, no they haven't made the game worse.
2. It's always been expensive to play competitively. It's still expensive to play competitively. You cannot "buy wins" any more than you could
before.
3. Storyline is a part of most sets, it doesn't dominate nor do "wotc chosen colors" dominate standard. This standard season has seen literally every colour in a tier one deck. Literally every single colour at some point.
4. Blue is the worst it's been since I started playing this standard season. Compared to caw-blade or delver this has been positively blue light.
5. Yes, there's will be about 15 good playable standard cards in any set. That's how competition works, you want to find the best cards, not play all the cards.
6. Most cards, outside of core sets are new and even in core sets there are a good number of new cards.
7. There are very few cards that say "take another turn" and most of them are unplayable.
8. Some cards are banned in modern and legacy mostly because they break the format/ force everyone to play the same deck if they want any hope of winning. Wotc would likely profit more in the short term by unbanning jtms ... Long term? No.
9. The game has more players than ever before, that doesn't sound like the hallmark of a ruined game
10. ... Punk kids? Really? 'cause magic's still mostly a game for people in their late twenties.
11. I've found people to be generally very friendly and helpful to new players, you mileage may vary and there are always dicks but for the most part, mtg players are decent human beings sharing a hobby.
Tl;dr you're wrong in almost every detail. | By the numbers:
Yes the rules have changed, no they haven't made the game worse.
It's always been expensive to play competitively. It's still expensive to play competitively. You cannot "buy wins" any more than you could
before.
Storyline is a part of most sets, it doesn't dominate nor do "wotc chosen colors" dominate standard. This standard season has seen literally every colour in a tier one deck. Literally every single colour at some point.
Blue is the worst it's been since I started playing this standard season. Compared to caw-blade or delver this has been positively blue light.
Yes, there's will be about 15 good playable standard cards in any set. That's how competition works, you want to find the best cards, not play all the cards.
Most cards, outside of core sets are new and even in core sets there are a good number of new cards.
There are very few cards that say "take another turn" and most of them are unplayable.
Some cards are banned in modern and legacy mostly because they break the format/ force everyone to play the same deck if they want any hope of winning. Wotc would likely profit more in the short term by unbanning jtms ... Long term? No.
The game has more players than ever before, that doesn't sound like the hallmark of a ruined game
... Punk kids? Really? 'cause magic's still mostly a game for people in their late twenties.
I've found people to be generally very friendly and helpful to new players, you mileage may vary and there are always dicks but for the most part, mtg players are decent human beings sharing a hobby.
Tl;dr you're wrong in almost every detail.
| magicTCG | t5_2qn5f | cbwohlu | By the numbers:
Yes the rules have changed, no they haven't made the game worse.
It's always been expensive to play competitively. It's still expensive to play competitively. You cannot "buy wins" any more than you could
before.
Storyline is a part of most sets, it doesn't dominate nor do "wotc chosen colors" dominate standard. This standard season has seen literally every colour in a tier one deck. Literally every single colour at some point.
Blue is the worst it's been since I started playing this standard season. Compared to caw-blade or delver this has been positively blue light.
Yes, there's will be about 15 good playable standard cards in any set. That's how competition works, you want to find the best cards, not play all the cards.
Most cards, outside of core sets are new and even in core sets there are a good number of new cards.
There are very few cards that say "take another turn" and most of them are unplayable.
Some cards are banned in modern and legacy mostly because they break the format/ force everyone to play the same deck if they want any hope of winning. Wotc would likely profit more in the short term by unbanning jtms ... Long term? No.
The game has more players than ever before, that doesn't sound like the hallmark of a ruined game
... Punk kids? Really? 'cause magic's still mostly a game for people in their late twenties.
I've found people to be generally very friendly and helpful to new players, you mileage may vary and there are always dicks but for the most part, mtg players are decent human beings sharing a hobby. | you're wrong in almost every detail. |
F0LEY | I used to play with this guy Pete who legitimately disappeared off the grid 9 years ago and no one has heard from him since... However he will always stick in my mind as one of the best players EVER.
By far my favorite character of his was a fighter named "La Mancha" or something similar... Basically the character concept was that he was a older low level fighter who was CONVINCED that he was in fact a Paladin. He rode around on his holy mount (a mule name Francois) and would constantly attempt to detect evil and lay on hands the party, then insist that it WAS working (Or that the party member must not be virtuous enough to benefit from Pelor's blessing).
Anyway, at one point we get to a random town that is having a problem. Townspeople are disappearing at the end of every month and the Mayor wants us to find out what's going on and stop whoever's responsible (As the end of the month is tomorrow!!). The rogue thinks that the mayor might be trying to set the party up and wants us to have dinner with him so he can get a feel for him (take a 20 on his sense motive). La Mancha laughs and says "Not to worry young squire! (The rogue had previously convinced la mancha that he was in fact an orphan bard, and La Mancha decided to take him on as his squire...Without really asking the rogue) As a disciple of Pelor I can read even the innermost intentions that may dwell in a man's mind!" He then concentrates, points a palm at the mayor, and starts humming. Pete rolls a d20 and asks the DM to call evens or odds, DM calls evens and the die lands on a 1... La Mancha's palm starts wavering and spasming as he jumps back from the general direction of the mayor. "By all the gods in our books squire! This man is a spawn of the dark one!!! HAVE AT THEE!!!"
The party manages to stop La Mancha from attacking the elderly mayor, and even manage to get the mayor to agree to the dinner later that evening (Minus La Mancha). The Fighter and myself (The Wizard) lock La Mancha in our hotel room and bar the door and windows... and go to dinner with the mayor, where we learn that the mayor IS ernest in his desire to rid the town of the murderer (Nor does he know who's responsible). We get a few good leads on who to question the next morning and return back to the hotel to find La Mancha has broken out... However the town guards thwart his 2nd murder attempt, jail him, and finally he starts to second guess his "divine revelation"... "Is it possible young squire, that the devil himself purposely clouded my vision so as to obstruct my life's quest???"
The next evening, the rogue is able to, with a few VERY good diplomacy rolls: Get the repentant La Mancha out of jail by paying a fine and agreeing to publicly apologize to the mayor. There's a big town meeting where La Mancha gives a (off the top of his head) speech about his remorse, and how age may finally be affecting his holy quest and that he will be retiring once he finishes teaching his divine secrets to his apprentice... The Mayor admits that he too has at times felt the tug of age, and accepts the apology offering his hand to La Mancha and stating something to the extent of "Everyone makes mistakes".
La Mancha immediately retorts: "Well Vile Fiend: Good thing I am not everyone... I AM LA MANCHA! HAVE AT THEE!!!" and attacks the mayor with the two silver daggers that he had hidden on his person earlier (We had found 10 silver daggers in a cave during an earlier adventure). He crits with one of them, and does like 20 damage
The entire table just slaps their heads, but then the DM sits there quietly for a second. "As the moon comes out from behind the clouds, the stabbed mayor starts convulsing and transforms into a werewolf... A horribly bleeding and half dead werewolf, roll initiative (Pete then rolled the highest initiative and killed it off before it even got a chance to go).
The table is silent for a minute or two, then Pete goes "Wow... I honestly was NOT expecting that." The DM asks "Seriously?", Pete solemnly goes "Seriously." and the entire room erupts into laughter.
TL;DR: Quixotic fighter, who believes himself to be a Paladin, arbitrarily decides the mayor is evil and kills him in cold blood... Only to have the half dead mayor turn into a werewolf to the surprise of everyone (Including the guy who plays said fighter). | I used to play with this guy Pete who legitimately disappeared off the grid 9 years ago and no one has heard from him since... However he will always stick in my mind as one of the best players EVER.
By far my favorite character of his was a fighter named "La Mancha" or something similar... Basically the character concept was that he was a older low level fighter who was CONVINCED that he was in fact a Paladin. He rode around on his holy mount (a mule name Francois) and would constantly attempt to detect evil and lay on hands the party, then insist that it WAS working (Or that the party member must not be virtuous enough to benefit from Pelor's blessing).
Anyway, at one point we get to a random town that is having a problem. Townspeople are disappearing at the end of every month and the Mayor wants us to find out what's going on and stop whoever's responsible (As the end of the month is tomorrow!!). The rogue thinks that the mayor might be trying to set the party up and wants us to have dinner with him so he can get a feel for him (take a 20 on his sense motive). La Mancha laughs and says "Not to worry young squire! (The rogue had previously convinced la mancha that he was in fact an orphan bard, and La Mancha decided to take him on as his squire...Without really asking the rogue) As a disciple of Pelor I can read even the innermost intentions that may dwell in a man's mind!" He then concentrates, points a palm at the mayor, and starts humming. Pete rolls a d20 and asks the DM to call evens or odds, DM calls evens and the die lands on a 1... La Mancha's palm starts wavering and spasming as he jumps back from the general direction of the mayor. "By all the gods in our books squire! This man is a spawn of the dark one!!! HAVE AT THEE!!!"
The party manages to stop La Mancha from attacking the elderly mayor, and even manage to get the mayor to agree to the dinner later that evening (Minus La Mancha). The Fighter and myself (The Wizard) lock La Mancha in our hotel room and bar the door and windows... and go to dinner with the mayor, where we learn that the mayor IS ernest in his desire to rid the town of the murderer (Nor does he know who's responsible). We get a few good leads on who to question the next morning and return back to the hotel to find La Mancha has broken out... However the town guards thwart his 2nd murder attempt, jail him, and finally he starts to second guess his "divine revelation"... "Is it possible young squire, that the devil himself purposely clouded my vision so as to obstruct my life's quest???"
The next evening, the rogue is able to, with a few VERY good diplomacy rolls: Get the repentant La Mancha out of jail by paying a fine and agreeing to publicly apologize to the mayor. There's a big town meeting where La Mancha gives a (off the top of his head) speech about his remorse, and how age may finally be affecting his holy quest and that he will be retiring once he finishes teaching his divine secrets to his apprentice... The Mayor admits that he too has at times felt the tug of age, and accepts the apology offering his hand to La Mancha and stating something to the extent of "Everyone makes mistakes".
La Mancha immediately retorts: "Well Vile Fiend: Good thing I am not everyone... I AM LA MANCHA! HAVE AT THEE!!!" and attacks the mayor with the two silver daggers that he had hidden on his person earlier (We had found 10 silver daggers in a cave during an earlier adventure). He crits with one of them, and does like 20 damage
The entire table just slaps their heads, but then the DM sits there quietly for a second. "As the moon comes out from behind the clouds, the stabbed mayor starts convulsing and transforms into a werewolf... A horribly bleeding and half dead werewolf, roll initiative (Pete then rolled the highest initiative and killed it off before it even got a chance to go).
The table is silent for a minute or two, then Pete goes "Wow... I honestly was NOT expecting that." The DM asks "Seriously?", Pete solemnly goes "Seriously." and the entire room erupts into laughter.
TL;DR: Quixotic fighter, who believes himself to be a Paladin, arbitrarily decides the mayor is evil and kills him in cold blood... Only to have the half dead mayor turn into a werewolf to the surprise of everyone (Including the guy who plays said fighter).
| rpg | t5_2qh2s | cbwjjq0 | I used to play with this guy Pete who legitimately disappeared off the grid 9 years ago and no one has heard from him since... However he will always stick in my mind as one of the best players EVER.
By far my favorite character of his was a fighter named "La Mancha" or something similar... Basically the character concept was that he was a older low level fighter who was CONVINCED that he was in fact a Paladin. He rode around on his holy mount (a mule name Francois) and would constantly attempt to detect evil and lay on hands the party, then insist that it WAS working (Or that the party member must not be virtuous enough to benefit from Pelor's blessing).
Anyway, at one point we get to a random town that is having a problem. Townspeople are disappearing at the end of every month and the Mayor wants us to find out what's going on and stop whoever's responsible (As the end of the month is tomorrow!!). The rogue thinks that the mayor might be trying to set the party up and wants us to have dinner with him so he can get a feel for him (take a 20 on his sense motive). La Mancha laughs and says "Not to worry young squire! (The rogue had previously convinced la mancha that he was in fact an orphan bard, and La Mancha decided to take him on as his squire...Without really asking the rogue) As a disciple of Pelor I can read even the innermost intentions that may dwell in a man's mind!" He then concentrates, points a palm at the mayor, and starts humming. Pete rolls a d20 and asks the DM to call evens or odds, DM calls evens and the die lands on a 1... La Mancha's palm starts wavering and spasming as he jumps back from the general direction of the mayor. "By all the gods in our books squire! This man is a spawn of the dark one!!! HAVE AT THEE!!!"
The party manages to stop La Mancha from attacking the elderly mayor, and even manage to get the mayor to agree to the dinner later that evening (Minus La Mancha). The Fighter and myself (The Wizard) lock La Mancha in our hotel room and bar the door and windows... and go to dinner with the mayor, where we learn that the mayor IS ernest in his desire to rid the town of the murderer (Nor does he know who's responsible). We get a few good leads on who to question the next morning and return back to the hotel to find La Mancha has broken out... However the town guards thwart his 2nd murder attempt, jail him, and finally he starts to second guess his "divine revelation"... "Is it possible young squire, that the devil himself purposely clouded my vision so as to obstruct my life's quest???"
The next evening, the rogue is able to, with a few VERY good diplomacy rolls: Get the repentant La Mancha out of jail by paying a fine and agreeing to publicly apologize to the mayor. There's a big town meeting where La Mancha gives a (off the top of his head) speech about his remorse, and how age may finally be affecting his holy quest and that he will be retiring once he finishes teaching his divine secrets to his apprentice... The Mayor admits that he too has at times felt the tug of age, and accepts the apology offering his hand to La Mancha and stating something to the extent of "Everyone makes mistakes".
La Mancha immediately retorts: "Well Vile Fiend: Good thing I am not everyone... I AM LA MANCHA! HAVE AT THEE!!!" and attacks the mayor with the two silver daggers that he had hidden on his person earlier (We had found 10 silver daggers in a cave during an earlier adventure). He crits with one of them, and does like 20 damage
The entire table just slaps their heads, but then the DM sits there quietly for a second. "As the moon comes out from behind the clouds, the stabbed mayor starts convulsing and transforms into a werewolf... A horribly bleeding and half dead werewolf, roll initiative (Pete then rolled the highest initiative and killed it off before it even got a chance to go).
The table is silent for a minute or two, then Pete goes "Wow... I honestly was NOT expecting that." The DM asks "Seriously?", Pete solemnly goes "Seriously." and the entire room erupts into laughter. | Quixotic fighter, who believes himself to be a Paladin, arbitrarily decides the mayor is evil and kills him in cold blood... Only to have the half dead mayor turn into a werewolf to the surprise of everyone (Including the guy who plays said fighter). |
cardboardcowboy | So, how do you go about being a support main and enjoy it? I'm by no means a good support, but I'm working on it because I don't wanna be that guy in ranked that "can't support." However, as a dude that likes to play Top and ADC, I'm used to action and big numbers so I find myself getting pretty bored with zoning and warding.
Are there any champs you would recommend giving a try to maybe spark some interest in the role? I usually play Leona (5-1 in ranked so far) and do enjoy her all-in playstyle, but lately I've run into some pretty nasty, high damage poke supports that cut me down to half health before I even get a chance to land a zenith blade. I've played a couple fiddle games and liked it, but it feels like you need an ADC (and team) that is capable of taking advantage of your fears and reliably turning them into kills.
TL;DR: Can you recommend any supports to play in solo queue that might make me actually want to call support every now and then? | So, how do you go about being a support main and enjoy it? I'm by no means a good support, but I'm working on it because I don't wanna be that guy in ranked that "can't support." However, as a dude that likes to play Top and ADC, I'm used to action and big numbers so I find myself getting pretty bored with zoning and warding.
Are there any champs you would recommend giving a try to maybe spark some interest in the role? I usually play Leona (5-1 in ranked so far) and do enjoy her all-in playstyle, but lately I've run into some pretty nasty, high damage poke supports that cut me down to half health before I even get a chance to land a zenith blade. I've played a couple fiddle games and liked it, but it feels like you need an ADC (and team) that is capable of taking advantage of your fears and reliably turning them into kills.
TL;DR: Can you recommend any supports to play in solo queue that might make me actually want to call support every now and then?
| leagueoflegends | t5_2rfxx | cbx4f82 | So, how do you go about being a support main and enjoy it? I'm by no means a good support, but I'm working on it because I don't wanna be that guy in ranked that "can't support." However, as a dude that likes to play Top and ADC, I'm used to action and big numbers so I find myself getting pretty bored with zoning and warding.
Are there any champs you would recommend giving a try to maybe spark some interest in the role? I usually play Leona (5-1 in ranked so far) and do enjoy her all-in playstyle, but lately I've run into some pretty nasty, high damage poke supports that cut me down to half health before I even get a chance to land a zenith blade. I've played a couple fiddle games and liked it, but it feels like you need an ADC (and team) that is capable of taking advantage of your fears and reliably turning them into kills. | Can you recommend any supports to play in solo queue that might make me actually want to call support every now and then? |
asurah | I can vouch for this insanity.
My wife takes some meds, 1000 mg twice per day. The 1000mg pills cost >$60. We got her doctor to prescribe 2x500mg twice per day instead, < 2$.
That's with insurance but the pharmacy prints what the cost would have been with no insurance, and there is a similarly large price difference.
TL; DR. Call your insurance company to find out the prices of different strength meds and get your doc to prescribe sensibly. | I can vouch for this insanity.
My wife takes some meds, 1000 mg twice per day. The 1000mg pills cost >$60. We got her doctor to prescribe 2x500mg twice per day instead, < 2$.
That's with insurance but the pharmacy prints what the cost would have been with no insurance, and there is a similarly large price difference.
TL; DR. Call your insurance company to find out the prices of different strength meds and get your doc to prescribe sensibly.
| bipolar | t5_2qnv4 | cbwroev | I can vouch for this insanity.
My wife takes some meds, 1000 mg twice per day. The 1000mg pills cost >$60. We got her doctor to prescribe 2x500mg twice per day instead, < 2$.
That's with insurance but the pharmacy prints what the cost would have been with no insurance, and there is a similarly large price difference. | Call your insurance company to find out the prices of different strength meds and get your doc to prescribe sensibly. |
SirNipply | Back in high school my friend, lets call him Jim, had a really bad habit of going into Wal-Mart and stealing about $200 worth of things, mostly Airsoft guns and accessories. I'd explain to you how he would, but I know one of you would take it as advice on how to steal without getting caught and well, I'm not going to be responsible for that.
Basically, it was Jim, another friend, my brother and I at Jim's house. We all had an airsoft gun in our hands that each cost no less than $100. Well we decided to go outside and have a war at 2 in the morning. Nothing too harmful about that, might wake a neighbor or break a window. Well after about an hour, one of our friends, let's call him Shorty (Dude's like 5'2", no joke), goes inside to hide. Guess what, we saw him and followed. Jim and I decided we should all hide so once he came out we could ambush him. Bad idea. At first, it was fun as shit, 9/10 would do again. However, things go bad, fast. We ended up in the kitchen and well, shit got real. For some reason the cabinets were open and we were just fucking spraying those guns without a second thought. Before we knew it, we had broken a majority of their plates, bowls, and cups. Then we went into the living room chasing Shorty because he had been a pussy and ran, and were weren't gonna let him get away without learning a lesson. One of us shot the TV they had, but it was off so we had no idea what that did to it until shortly after. Then, for some reason one of us had our gun aimed at their fish tank. Yeah, what you assumed happened, happened.
Let me just say Jim's mother was on welfare, and was housed by the church they went to, so everything they had, was either a gift, or very cheap and therefore of shit quality.
Glass shattered, and water went fucking everywhere. Fish flopping, cat going nuts, dog barking, all at about 3 am at this point. Jim's mother was batshit crazy, and I mean throwing holy water on you because you smelled like the devil, crazy. And she was now awoken by this, because the dog was barking like crazy. All hell broke lose. Jim's mom was screaming, Jim's little sister who was now awake had realized the TV screen was broken (which was their only form of entertainment), a few lights had been shot and broken. Then...his mother saw the kitchen. She was a "chef," so she loved everything in the kitchen dearly. As soon as that happened, Shorty, my brother and I, got in Shorty's car and got the fuck out of there and told Jim to call us when ever she calmed down.
Turns out we couldn't be on her bad side forever, especially once we replaced about $500 worth of damaged goods. We were allowed back, but we had to get rid of our beloved guns. I think Jim actually returned them to the Wal-Marts he stole them from, and only one of the five in our town made him pay for it. Thankfully we were just stupid high school kids at the time and learned our lesson.
TL;DR: Broke a lot of items in my broke friend's house with stolen airsoft guns, crazy mom is crazy. | Back in high school my friend, lets call him Jim, had a really bad habit of going into Wal-Mart and stealing about $200 worth of things, mostly Airsoft guns and accessories. I'd explain to you how he would, but I know one of you would take it as advice on how to steal without getting caught and well, I'm not going to be responsible for that.
Basically, it was Jim, another friend, my brother and I at Jim's house. We all had an airsoft gun in our hands that each cost no less than $100. Well we decided to go outside and have a war at 2 in the morning. Nothing too harmful about that, might wake a neighbor or break a window. Well after about an hour, one of our friends, let's call him Shorty (Dude's like 5'2", no joke), goes inside to hide. Guess what, we saw him and followed. Jim and I decided we should all hide so once he came out we could ambush him. Bad idea. At first, it was fun as shit, 9/10 would do again. However, things go bad, fast. We ended up in the kitchen and well, shit got real. For some reason the cabinets were open and we were just fucking spraying those guns without a second thought. Before we knew it, we had broken a majority of their plates, bowls, and cups. Then we went into the living room chasing Shorty because he had been a pussy and ran, and were weren't gonna let him get away without learning a lesson. One of us shot the TV they had, but it was off so we had no idea what that did to it until shortly after. Then, for some reason one of us had our gun aimed at their fish tank. Yeah, what you assumed happened, happened.
Let me just say Jim's mother was on welfare, and was housed by the church they went to, so everything they had, was either a gift, or very cheap and therefore of shit quality.
Glass shattered, and water went fucking everywhere. Fish flopping, cat going nuts, dog barking, all at about 3 am at this point. Jim's mother was batshit crazy, and I mean throwing holy water on you because you smelled like the devil, crazy. And she was now awoken by this, because the dog was barking like crazy. All hell broke lose. Jim's mom was screaming, Jim's little sister who was now awake had realized the TV screen was broken (which was their only form of entertainment), a few lights had been shot and broken. Then...his mother saw the kitchen. She was a "chef," so she loved everything in the kitchen dearly. As soon as that happened, Shorty, my brother and I, got in Shorty's car and got the fuck out of there and told Jim to call us when ever she calmed down.
Turns out we couldn't be on her bad side forever, especially once we replaced about $500 worth of damaged goods. We were allowed back, but we had to get rid of our beloved guns. I think Jim actually returned them to the Wal-Marts he stole them from, and only one of the five in our town made him pay for it. Thankfully we were just stupid high school kids at the time and learned our lesson.
TL;DR: Broke a lot of items in my broke friend's house with stolen airsoft guns, crazy mom is crazy.
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbwu42j | Back in high school my friend, lets call him Jim, had a really bad habit of going into Wal-Mart and stealing about $200 worth of things, mostly Airsoft guns and accessories. I'd explain to you how he would, but I know one of you would take it as advice on how to steal without getting caught and well, I'm not going to be responsible for that.
Basically, it was Jim, another friend, my brother and I at Jim's house. We all had an airsoft gun in our hands that each cost no less than $100. Well we decided to go outside and have a war at 2 in the morning. Nothing too harmful about that, might wake a neighbor or break a window. Well after about an hour, one of our friends, let's call him Shorty (Dude's like 5'2", no joke), goes inside to hide. Guess what, we saw him and followed. Jim and I decided we should all hide so once he came out we could ambush him. Bad idea. At first, it was fun as shit, 9/10 would do again. However, things go bad, fast. We ended up in the kitchen and well, shit got real. For some reason the cabinets were open and we were just fucking spraying those guns without a second thought. Before we knew it, we had broken a majority of their plates, bowls, and cups. Then we went into the living room chasing Shorty because he had been a pussy and ran, and were weren't gonna let him get away without learning a lesson. One of us shot the TV they had, but it was off so we had no idea what that did to it until shortly after. Then, for some reason one of us had our gun aimed at their fish tank. Yeah, what you assumed happened, happened.
Let me just say Jim's mother was on welfare, and was housed by the church they went to, so everything they had, was either a gift, or very cheap and therefore of shit quality.
Glass shattered, and water went fucking everywhere. Fish flopping, cat going nuts, dog barking, all at about 3 am at this point. Jim's mother was batshit crazy, and I mean throwing holy water on you because you smelled like the devil, crazy. And she was now awoken by this, because the dog was barking like crazy. All hell broke lose. Jim's mom was screaming, Jim's little sister who was now awake had realized the TV screen was broken (which was their only form of entertainment), a few lights had been shot and broken. Then...his mother saw the kitchen. She was a "chef," so she loved everything in the kitchen dearly. As soon as that happened, Shorty, my brother and I, got in Shorty's car and got the fuck out of there and told Jim to call us when ever she calmed down.
Turns out we couldn't be on her bad side forever, especially once we replaced about $500 worth of damaged goods. We were allowed back, but we had to get rid of our beloved guns. I think Jim actually returned them to the Wal-Marts he stole them from, and only one of the five in our town made him pay for it. Thankfully we were just stupid high school kids at the time and learned our lesson. | Broke a lot of items in my broke friend's house with stolen airsoft guns, crazy mom is crazy. |
TheRealChefJohn | My girlfriend knows my Reddit account, but hey WTF. I'll say it anyways.
So my more or less vegan girlfriend made me a Gasim (if you don't know what it is, look it up. Hint its a type of sandwich.). Then gave it to me, then put on chopped. On top of that, as I started to eat said sandwich, she started to in zip my pants. She gave me the best present ever! My favorite sandwich, homemade, by my vegan girlfriend, then let me watch said show, while eating, said sandwich, while she gave me a blow job!
TL/DR:my vegan girlfriend made me an awesome chicken sandwich, let me watch chopped and gave me a blow job all at once. | My girlfriend knows my Reddit account, but hey WTF. I'll say it anyways.
So my more or less vegan girlfriend made me a Gasim (if you don't know what it is, look it up. Hint its a type of sandwich.). Then gave it to me, then put on chopped. On top of that, as I started to eat said sandwich, she started to in zip my pants. She gave me the best present ever! My favorite sandwich, homemade, by my vegan girlfriend, then let me watch said show, while eating, said sandwich, while she gave me a blow job!
TL/DR:my vegan girlfriend made me an awesome chicken sandwich, let me watch chopped and gave me a blow job all at once.
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbwvfw7 | My girlfriend knows my Reddit account, but hey WTF. I'll say it anyways.
So my more or less vegan girlfriend made me a Gasim (if you don't know what it is, look it up. Hint its a type of sandwich.). Then gave it to me, then put on chopped. On top of that, as I started to eat said sandwich, she started to in zip my pants. She gave me the best present ever! My favorite sandwich, homemade, by my vegan girlfriend, then let me watch said show, while eating, said sandwich, while she gave me a blow job! | my vegan girlfriend made me an awesome chicken sandwich, let me watch chopped and gave me a blow job all at once. |
TheLastHorcrux | Honestly, it never goes away, not really. Here is how my doctor has described it to me: your life experiences are like a bunch of pictures on a table. The ones in the front are the ones you think about a lot and are very present in your life. The ones in the back are still there, but not thought about consciously or part of your every day life. Sometimes things can move forward, or backwards, but they can never fall off. They will always be a part of you, even if they hang out in the back for the rest of your life. What you need to learn is how to deal with what is at the front of the table and what do to when the ones in the back jump to the front.
I don't explain it as well as she does, but it has helped me realize that these thoughts are part of me, so instead of trying to stop them, I need to learn how to manage them. When I have ED thoughts, I used to think "no, bad thought, go away, why are you here" and struggle with them. I now think "hi, I see you are still hanging around. What's that? No, I don't really want to do that. Goodbye" and try not to struggle with having the thought but deal with the thought itself. Accepting that these thoughts are just a part of how my brain works has made it a lot easier to manage. I can't stop myself from having them, but that doesn't mean I have to listen.
This is what has been working for me - I'm actually making good progress for the first time in 6 years. I would not be here if I hadn't reached out to my doctor and gotten help. I realized that I also suffer from anxiety/depression, so dealing with those has also helped. It was the hardest and scariest thing I did, but I am so thankful I asked for help.
The tl;dr is this: These thoughts are always going to be there, to varying degrees. That's just how your brain is programmed. This doesn't mean you have to listen to them. Go and get help from a doctor - they are a giant help and can arm you with the right tools for you! Good luck :) | Honestly, it never goes away, not really. Here is how my doctor has described it to me: your life experiences are like a bunch of pictures on a table. The ones in the front are the ones you think about a lot and are very present in your life. The ones in the back are still there, but not thought about consciously or part of your every day life. Sometimes things can move forward, or backwards, but they can never fall off. They will always be a part of you, even if they hang out in the back for the rest of your life. What you need to learn is how to deal with what is at the front of the table and what do to when the ones in the back jump to the front.
I don't explain it as well as she does, but it has helped me realize that these thoughts are part of me, so instead of trying to stop them, I need to learn how to manage them. When I have ED thoughts, I used to think "no, bad thought, go away, why are you here" and struggle with them. I now think "hi, I see you are still hanging around. What's that? No, I don't really want to do that. Goodbye" and try not to struggle with having the thought but deal with the thought itself. Accepting that these thoughts are just a part of how my brain works has made it a lot easier to manage. I can't stop myself from having them, but that doesn't mean I have to listen.
This is what has been working for me - I'm actually making good progress for the first time in 6 years. I would not be here if I hadn't reached out to my doctor and gotten help. I realized that I also suffer from anxiety/depression, so dealing with those has also helped. It was the hardest and scariest thing I did, but I am so thankful I asked for help.
The tl;dr is this: These thoughts are always going to be there, to varying degrees. That's just how your brain is programmed. This doesn't mean you have to listen to them. Go and get help from a doctor - they are a giant help and can arm you with the right tools for you! Good luck :)
| EatingDisorders | t5_2qpcj | cbxrr9x | Honestly, it never goes away, not really. Here is how my doctor has described it to me: your life experiences are like a bunch of pictures on a table. The ones in the front are the ones you think about a lot and are very present in your life. The ones in the back are still there, but not thought about consciously or part of your every day life. Sometimes things can move forward, or backwards, but they can never fall off. They will always be a part of you, even if they hang out in the back for the rest of your life. What you need to learn is how to deal with what is at the front of the table and what do to when the ones in the back jump to the front.
I don't explain it as well as she does, but it has helped me realize that these thoughts are part of me, so instead of trying to stop them, I need to learn how to manage them. When I have ED thoughts, I used to think "no, bad thought, go away, why are you here" and struggle with them. I now think "hi, I see you are still hanging around. What's that? No, I don't really want to do that. Goodbye" and try not to struggle with having the thought but deal with the thought itself. Accepting that these thoughts are just a part of how my brain works has made it a lot easier to manage. I can't stop myself from having them, but that doesn't mean I have to listen.
This is what has been working for me - I'm actually making good progress for the first time in 6 years. I would not be here if I hadn't reached out to my doctor and gotten help. I realized that I also suffer from anxiety/depression, so dealing with those has also helped. It was the hardest and scariest thing I did, but I am so thankful I asked for help.
The | is this: These thoughts are always going to be there, to varying degrees. That's just how your brain is programmed. This doesn't mean you have to listen to them. Go and get help from a doctor - they are a giant help and can arm you with the right tools for you! Good luck :) |
kumanoki | This may sound dumb, but we went to Gettysburg on the 145th anniverasy a few years back. A friend of mine and went to The Angle and stood beneath the row of trees where the Confederate lines marched towards the fenceline where the Union soldiers would repel them, effectively turning the tide of the war. This was the high-water mark of the Confederacy.
The interesting thing about it was, we began walking across the field at *exactly* the same moment in time 145 years later. Lots of people from all over the South, reenactors mostly, came pouring slowly out of the woods, carrying flags, all walking toward the group of people on the Union side who'd slowly began to congregate there.
God, I'm getting choked up just thinking about it. It took about fifteen minutes to cross the battlefield. When we reached the stone fence, we were immediately pulled up and over to somber calls of "Welcome back", "Welcome home"...and I just broke down sobbing. I didn't know what to expect, but the enormity of the gesture, to knowthat so many me died inthat very spot, and to hear such comforting words that represented the healing of that wound, was too much. Just too much.
**TL;DR Got weepy at Gettysburg.** | This may sound dumb, but we went to Gettysburg on the 145th anniverasy a few years back. A friend of mine and went to The Angle and stood beneath the row of trees where the Confederate lines marched towards the fenceline where the Union soldiers would repel them, effectively turning the tide of the war. This was the high-water mark of the Confederacy.
The interesting thing about it was, we began walking across the field at exactly the same moment in time 145 years later. Lots of people from all over the South, reenactors mostly, came pouring slowly out of the woods, carrying flags, all walking toward the group of people on the Union side who'd slowly began to congregate there.
God, I'm getting choked up just thinking about it. It took about fifteen minutes to cross the battlefield. When we reached the stone fence, we were immediately pulled up and over to somber calls of "Welcome back", "Welcome home"...and I just broke down sobbing. I didn't know what to expect, but the enormity of the gesture, to knowthat so many me died inthat very spot, and to hear such comforting words that represented the healing of that wound, was too much. Just too much.
TL;DR Got weepy at Gettysburg.
| AskReddit | t5_2qh1i | cbx1flt | This may sound dumb, but we went to Gettysburg on the 145th anniverasy a few years back. A friend of mine and went to The Angle and stood beneath the row of trees where the Confederate lines marched towards the fenceline where the Union soldiers would repel them, effectively turning the tide of the war. This was the high-water mark of the Confederacy.
The interesting thing about it was, we began walking across the field at exactly the same moment in time 145 years later. Lots of people from all over the South, reenactors mostly, came pouring slowly out of the woods, carrying flags, all walking toward the group of people on the Union side who'd slowly began to congregate there.
God, I'm getting choked up just thinking about it. It took about fifteen minutes to cross the battlefield. When we reached the stone fence, we were immediately pulled up and over to somber calls of "Welcome back", "Welcome home"...and I just broke down sobbing. I didn't know what to expect, but the enormity of the gesture, to knowthat so many me died inthat very spot, and to hear such comforting words that represented the healing of that wound, was too much. Just too much. | Got weepy at Gettysburg. |
BigBennP | While I agree, I don't think this is quite right.
It is certainly your choices that led to you becoming fat, but being fat, or being thin is just a state. Your choices in the future determine whether you change that state or not.
Aside from anything else, changing that state requires a lot of work and a lot of determination, much more so than merely maintaining. Losing weight isn't complicated, but biologically your body is going to rebel against it.
Piling on top of that, what's commonly referred to as "fatlogic" here, while I fully agree it's objectively absurd, is usually a textbook example of addiction thinking. These people have developed in their heads the same thought patterns, and more importantly the same biochemical dopamine addiction, that a cocaine addict has. And it's not necessarily easier to kick. Hardcore psychological addition (via the dopamine reward cycle) is often more insidious than a physical addiction. With a physical addiction you have a shitty detox period and it's over. Psychological addiction not only lasts longer, but requires changes in your thought patterns. When you hear someone say "I have a high metabolism and need this much food to function," it's the exact same as a coke addict saying "I need cocaine to focus," or an alcoholic saying "I just need a drink or two to calm my nerves." I see thin privilege as another symptom of this because it's just a way of enabling addict behavior, but by the same token, mocking isn't usually a good method to effect behavior change.
TL;DR - I agree with /r/khannal, this is sad more than anything else.
Edit: And in case anyone wonders why I read the sub. I work with meth-heads all the time. I laugh at their bullshit too. | While I agree, I don't think this is quite right.
It is certainly your choices that led to you becoming fat, but being fat, or being thin is just a state. Your choices in the future determine whether you change that state or not.
Aside from anything else, changing that state requires a lot of work and a lot of determination, much more so than merely maintaining. Losing weight isn't complicated, but biologically your body is going to rebel against it.
Piling on top of that, what's commonly referred to as "fatlogic" here, while I fully agree it's objectively absurd, is usually a textbook example of addiction thinking. These people have developed in their heads the same thought patterns, and more importantly the same biochemical dopamine addiction, that a cocaine addict has. And it's not necessarily easier to kick. Hardcore psychological addition (via the dopamine reward cycle) is often more insidious than a physical addiction. With a physical addiction you have a shitty detox period and it's over. Psychological addiction not only lasts longer, but requires changes in your thought patterns. When you hear someone say "I have a high metabolism and need this much food to function," it's the exact same as a coke addict saying "I need cocaine to focus," or an alcoholic saying "I just need a drink or two to calm my nerves." I see thin privilege as another symptom of this because it's just a way of enabling addict behavior, but by the same token, mocking isn't usually a good method to effect behavior change.
TL;DR - I agree with /r/khannal, this is sad more than anything else.
Edit: And in case anyone wonders why I read the sub. I work with meth-heads all the time. I laugh at their bullshit too.
| fatpeoplestories | t5_2vzax | cbx7td7 | While I agree, I don't think this is quite right.
It is certainly your choices that led to you becoming fat, but being fat, or being thin is just a state. Your choices in the future determine whether you change that state or not.
Aside from anything else, changing that state requires a lot of work and a lot of determination, much more so than merely maintaining. Losing weight isn't complicated, but biologically your body is going to rebel against it.
Piling on top of that, what's commonly referred to as "fatlogic" here, while I fully agree it's objectively absurd, is usually a textbook example of addiction thinking. These people have developed in their heads the same thought patterns, and more importantly the same biochemical dopamine addiction, that a cocaine addict has. And it's not necessarily easier to kick. Hardcore psychological addition (via the dopamine reward cycle) is often more insidious than a physical addiction. With a physical addiction you have a shitty detox period and it's over. Psychological addiction not only lasts longer, but requires changes in your thought patterns. When you hear someone say "I have a high metabolism and need this much food to function," it's the exact same as a coke addict saying "I need cocaine to focus," or an alcoholic saying "I just need a drink or two to calm my nerves." I see thin privilege as another symptom of this because it's just a way of enabling addict behavior, but by the same token, mocking isn't usually a good method to effect behavior change. | I agree with /r/khannal, this is sad more than anything else.
Edit: And in case anyone wonders why I read the sub. I work with meth-heads all the time. I laugh at their bullshit too. |
crimsonmia | It seems we have an opportunity now that many of us carry computers in our pockets. Say I walk over to a CA's headquarters. I can QR scan their public key printed on the side of their building. Next time I see my friend Clara we can bump phones to transfer this trusted CA key. If your phone keeps track of this web of trust you should be able to find the mole if there's a discrepancy. I know the 'Web of trust' is an existing concept, how about piggybacking it on top of x509 like this for the best of both?
TLDR: I really don't know what I'm talking about. | It seems we have an opportunity now that many of us carry computers in our pockets. Say I walk over to a CA's headquarters. I can QR scan their public key printed on the side of their building. Next time I see my friend Clara we can bump phones to transfer this trusted CA key. If your phone keeps track of this web of trust you should be able to find the mole if there's a discrepancy. I know the 'Web of trust' is an existing concept, how about piggybacking it on top of x509 like this for the best of both?
TLDR: I really don't know what I'm talking about.
| technology | t5_2qh16 | cbz72c1 | It seems we have an opportunity now that many of us carry computers in our pockets. Say I walk over to a CA's headquarters. I can QR scan their public key printed on the side of their building. Next time I see my friend Clara we can bump phones to transfer this trusted CA key. If your phone keeps track of this web of trust you should be able to find the mole if there's a discrepancy. I know the 'Web of trust' is an existing concept, how about piggybacking it on top of x509 like this for the best of both? | I really don't know what I'm talking about. |
Lugnut1206 | ***Warning, incoming gi-fucking-gantic wall of text. Read it anyway.***
Allow me to ELI5 what people seem to not be getting about all of this, and hopefully clear up some FUD (fear, uncertainty, and doubt).
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Imagine you have two really big numbers called keys, and they're mathematically linked. One is called a public key, and the other is called a private key.
Now imagine you have two algorithms, functions, sets of instructions for those two keys.
One, is the encryption/signing algorithm, hereafter ES.
The other is the decryption/verification algorithm, hereafter DV.
If you send data through ES with a **public** key, it becomes encrypted, and no one (not even the NSA, assuming the numbers are big enough) can read it. Seriously.
If you send data through ES with a **private** key, it becomes signed, proving that you (or the person controlling the private key) verified its accuracy.
If you send encrypted data through DV with a **private** key, you decrypt it back into legible plaintext.
If you send a signature through DV with a **public** key, it proves that the owner of the private key signed it.
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Now, suppose a person named Clara takes Steve's public key, she can use ES to encrypt data so *only he* can decrypt it (using DV). Then, she can send said encrypted data through insecure mediums like her gossipy aunt Irene. All Irene knows is that encrypted gibberish is passing between them, not what the contents are.
Now here's the ploy, Clara's "friend" Eve wants to know what Clara's saying to Steve. She sets up a simple trick: She'll stand in the middle. She'll tell Clara (via Irene, who believes her to be Steve (false ID or something, I don't know how for this analogy)) that Steve's public key has changed, or perhaps some other kind of trickery that makes Clara accept the new key. The catch here is that it *hasn't actually changed*. Eve's made her own, and she tells Clara the new one, and then Clara starts using that new one. Clara sends messages encrypted using Eve's public key to Eve who takes these messages, runs DV, and then ES using Steve's real public key, and sends them on to him.
The whole while, Clara still thinks she's talking to Steve directly, and Steve thinks he's getting messages from Clara directly, and they have no way to verify otherwise.
Now lets imagine Clara and Steve are smart, and knew this might happen.
They ask their friend Andrew to help out. He makes his *own* set of keys, gives his public one to Clara, and the following goes down.
Clara asks Steve for his public key. Steve had, the other day, sent it to Andrew, who *signed* it with ES, verifying Steve's control/ownership. Steve sends it and the signature to Clara, who uses DV and Andrew's public key to verify that Steve actually has that key, because Andrew's private key signed it.
Andrew is a trusted third party, saying that yes, that public key belongs to Steve.
Now, if Eve wants to be a woMan in the Middle (MITM), she has to get Andrew to sign her key, but Andrew is loyal and won't do that.
Unfortunately, Eve has some dirt on Andrew: He's been sleeping around/stealing/doing something illegal or immoral! If word of that got out he'd be doomed. So what's he do? He signs Eve's public key OR gives her his private key. The same as above happens, Eve is in the middle, Clara and Steve are none the wiser.
If, by any chance, you got this far after that mess, here's the key:
**Cl**ara and **S**teve are the **Cl**ient and the **S**erver.
**I**rene is the **I**nternet, insecure and compromised, every byte travelling its wires and networks overheard.
**Eve** is the **E**a**ve**sdropper, the NSA.
**A**ndrew is the Certificate **A**uthority, trusted, but probably compromised.
It really is that simple. If the NSA has the Certificate Authorities private key, they can make fake certificates (public keys) and sign them (ES) all day long, send them all around, and no one would be any bit the wiser.
It's a trust system, assuming that Andrew is not compromised. If he is (he almost certainly is) and they bothered to run some simple software **that runs on hardware as simple as that in mobile phones** (meaning it's easy stuff, you don't need supercomputers to do it and if you happen to have supercomputers on hand, this is just a trivial, spare dealio to run in the background) then you can bet your ass all of HTTPS is compromised and is **totally useless.**
EDIT: [Confirmed, it's happened once. No reason to believe that it won't or can't or hasn't happened again behind closed doors with others.](
I'm not joking.
Any questions, comments? Did I miss something important?
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EDIT: this is assuming a targeted attack. If you're only under passive surveillance you're probably fine. The moment you go on a list though, and you become watched... consider your security gone.
TL;DR Clara and Steve think they're talking to each other but it's actually Eve, and Andrew's probably being blackmailed. Also read it.
E38EB6FB, keys.gnupg.net | Warning, incoming gi-fucking-gantic wall of text. Read it anyway.
Allow me to ELI5 what people seem to not be getting about all of this, and hopefully clear up some FUD (fear, uncertainty, and doubt).
Imagine you have two really big numbers called keys, and they're mathematically linked. One is called a public key, and the other is called a private key.
Now imagine you have two algorithms, functions, sets of instructions for those two keys.
One, is the encryption/signing algorithm, hereafter ES.
The other is the decryption/verification algorithm, hereafter DV.
If you send data through ES with a public key, it becomes encrypted, and no one (not even the NSA, assuming the numbers are big enough) can read it. Seriously.
If you send data through ES with a private key, it becomes signed, proving that you (or the person controlling the private key) verified its accuracy.
If you send encrypted data through DV with a private key, you decrypt it back into legible plaintext.
If you send a signature through DV with a public key, it proves that the owner of the private key signed it.
Now, suppose a person named Clara takes Steve's public key, she can use ES to encrypt data so only he can decrypt it (using DV). Then, she can send said encrypted data through insecure mediums like her gossipy aunt Irene. All Irene knows is that encrypted gibberish is passing between them, not what the contents are.
Now here's the ploy, Clara's "friend" Eve wants to know what Clara's saying to Steve. She sets up a simple trick: She'll stand in the middle. She'll tell Clara (via Irene, who believes her to be Steve (false ID or something, I don't know how for this analogy)) that Steve's public key has changed, or perhaps some other kind of trickery that makes Clara accept the new key. The catch here is that it hasn't actually changed . Eve's made her own, and she tells Clara the new one, and then Clara starts using that new one. Clara sends messages encrypted using Eve's public key to Eve who takes these messages, runs DV, and then ES using Steve's real public key, and sends them on to him.
The whole while, Clara still thinks she's talking to Steve directly, and Steve thinks he's getting messages from Clara directly, and they have no way to verify otherwise.
Now lets imagine Clara and Steve are smart, and knew this might happen.
They ask their friend Andrew to help out. He makes his own set of keys, gives his public one to Clara, and the following goes down.
Clara asks Steve for his public key. Steve had, the other day, sent it to Andrew, who signed it with ES, verifying Steve's control/ownership. Steve sends it and the signature to Clara, who uses DV and Andrew's public key to verify that Steve actually has that key, because Andrew's private key signed it.
Andrew is a trusted third party, saying that yes, that public key belongs to Steve.
Now, if Eve wants to be a woMan in the Middle (MITM), she has to get Andrew to sign her key, but Andrew is loyal and won't do that.
Unfortunately, Eve has some dirt on Andrew: He's been sleeping around/stealing/doing something illegal or immoral! If word of that got out he'd be doomed. So what's he do? He signs Eve's public key OR gives her his private key. The same as above happens, Eve is in the middle, Clara and Steve are none the wiser.
If, by any chance, you got this far after that mess, here's the key:
Cl ara and S teve are the Cl ient and the S erver.
I rene is the I nternet, insecure and compromised, every byte travelling its wires and networks overheard.
Eve is the E a ve sdropper, the NSA.
A ndrew is the Certificate A uthority, trusted, but probably compromised.
It really is that simple. If the NSA has the Certificate Authorities private key, they can make fake certificates (public keys) and sign them (ES) all day long, send them all around, and no one would be any bit the wiser.
It's a trust system, assuming that Andrew is not compromised. If he is (he almost certainly is) and they bothered to run some simple software that runs on hardware as simple as that in mobile phones (meaning it's easy stuff, you don't need supercomputers to do it and if you happen to have supercomputers on hand, this is just a trivial, spare dealio to run in the background) then you can bet your ass all of HTTPS is compromised and is totally useless.
EDIT: [Confirmed, it's happened once. No reason to believe that it won't or can't or hasn't happened again behind closed doors with others.](
I'm not joking.
Any questions, comments? Did I miss something important?
EDIT: this is assuming a targeted attack. If you're only under passive surveillance you're probably fine. The moment you go on a list though, and you become watched... consider your security gone.
TL;DR Clara and Steve think they're talking to each other but it's actually Eve, and Andrew's probably being blackmailed. Also read it.
E38EB6FB, keys.gnupg.net
| technology | t5_2qh16 | cbxetgm | Warning, incoming gi-fucking-gantic wall of text. Read it anyway.
Allow me to ELI5 what people seem to not be getting about all of this, and hopefully clear up some FUD (fear, uncertainty, and doubt).
Imagine you have two really big numbers called keys, and they're mathematically linked. One is called a public key, and the other is called a private key.
Now imagine you have two algorithms, functions, sets of instructions for those two keys.
One, is the encryption/signing algorithm, hereafter ES.
The other is the decryption/verification algorithm, hereafter DV.
If you send data through ES with a public key, it becomes encrypted, and no one (not even the NSA, assuming the numbers are big enough) can read it. Seriously.
If you send data through ES with a private key, it becomes signed, proving that you (or the person controlling the private key) verified its accuracy.
If you send encrypted data through DV with a private key, you decrypt it back into legible plaintext.
If you send a signature through DV with a public key, it proves that the owner of the private key signed it.
Now, suppose a person named Clara takes Steve's public key, she can use ES to encrypt data so only he can decrypt it (using DV). Then, she can send said encrypted data through insecure mediums like her gossipy aunt Irene. All Irene knows is that encrypted gibberish is passing between them, not what the contents are.
Now here's the ploy, Clara's "friend" Eve wants to know what Clara's saying to Steve. She sets up a simple trick: She'll stand in the middle. She'll tell Clara (via Irene, who believes her to be Steve (false ID or something, I don't know how for this analogy)) that Steve's public key has changed, or perhaps some other kind of trickery that makes Clara accept the new key. The catch here is that it hasn't actually changed . Eve's made her own, and she tells Clara the new one, and then Clara starts using that new one. Clara sends messages encrypted using Eve's public key to Eve who takes these messages, runs DV, and then ES using Steve's real public key, and sends them on to him.
The whole while, Clara still thinks she's talking to Steve directly, and Steve thinks he's getting messages from Clara directly, and they have no way to verify otherwise.
Now lets imagine Clara and Steve are smart, and knew this might happen.
They ask their friend Andrew to help out. He makes his own set of keys, gives his public one to Clara, and the following goes down.
Clara asks Steve for his public key. Steve had, the other day, sent it to Andrew, who signed it with ES, verifying Steve's control/ownership. Steve sends it and the signature to Clara, who uses DV and Andrew's public key to verify that Steve actually has that key, because Andrew's private key signed it.
Andrew is a trusted third party, saying that yes, that public key belongs to Steve.
Now, if Eve wants to be a woMan in the Middle (MITM), she has to get Andrew to sign her key, but Andrew is loyal and won't do that.
Unfortunately, Eve has some dirt on Andrew: He's been sleeping around/stealing/doing something illegal or immoral! If word of that got out he'd be doomed. So what's he do? He signs Eve's public key OR gives her his private key. The same as above happens, Eve is in the middle, Clara and Steve are none the wiser.
If, by any chance, you got this far after that mess, here's the key:
Cl ara and S teve are the Cl ient and the S erver.
I rene is the I nternet, insecure and compromised, every byte travelling its wires and networks overheard.
Eve is the E a ve sdropper, the NSA.
A ndrew is the Certificate A uthority, trusted, but probably compromised.
It really is that simple. If the NSA has the Certificate Authorities private key, they can make fake certificates (public keys) and sign them (ES) all day long, send them all around, and no one would be any bit the wiser.
It's a trust system, assuming that Andrew is not compromised. If he is (he almost certainly is) and they bothered to run some simple software that runs on hardware as simple as that in mobile phones (meaning it's easy stuff, you don't need supercomputers to do it and if you happen to have supercomputers on hand, this is just a trivial, spare dealio to run in the background) then you can bet your ass all of HTTPS is compromised and is totally useless.
EDIT: [Confirmed, it's happened once. No reason to believe that it won't or can't or hasn't happened again behind closed doors with others.](
I'm not joking.
Any questions, comments? Did I miss something important?
EDIT: this is assuming a targeted attack. If you're only under passive surveillance you're probably fine. The moment you go on a list though, and you become watched... consider your security gone. | Clara and Steve think they're talking to each other but it's actually Eve, and Andrew's probably being blackmailed. Also read it.
E38EB6FB, keys.gnupg.net |
angry-bird | i'm not putting pedantry aside. i don't know if you're being vague because you really don't know wtf you're talking about, or if you're just confusing technologies and are hoping that something between mock-british and completely-fucking-ambiguous language makes you sound like you know something special. you sound like you're reaching. good luck with that. my post is 100% accurate, so if you would like to disagree then i need you to talk like a big boy and make some god damn sense.
sure, you can run mitm on an ap with some specific tricks but it's nothing like you or the person i replied to describe. not at all. capturing images here and there that are in-flight is a far cry from a screen cap, and is nothing special.
tldr; you're absolutely wrong. don't waste my time. | i'm not putting pedantry aside. i don't know if you're being vague because you really don't know wtf you're talking about, or if you're just confusing technologies and are hoping that something between mock-british and completely-fucking-ambiguous language makes you sound like you know something special. you sound like you're reaching. good luck with that. my post is 100% accurate, so if you would like to disagree then i need you to talk like a big boy and make some god damn sense.
sure, you can run mitm on an ap with some specific tricks but it's nothing like you or the person i replied to describe. not at all. capturing images here and there that are in-flight is a far cry from a screen cap, and is nothing special.
tldr; you're absolutely wrong. don't waste my time.
| technology | t5_2qh16 | cbxg6ec | i'm not putting pedantry aside. i don't know if you're being vague because you really don't know wtf you're talking about, or if you're just confusing technologies and are hoping that something between mock-british and completely-fucking-ambiguous language makes you sound like you know something special. you sound like you're reaching. good luck with that. my post is 100% accurate, so if you would like to disagree then i need you to talk like a big boy and make some god damn sense.
sure, you can run mitm on an ap with some specific tricks but it's nothing like you or the person i replied to describe. not at all. capturing images here and there that are in-flight is a far cry from a screen cap, and is nothing special. | you're absolutely wrong. don't waste my time. |
blackfire932 | All Isp's are the man in the middle, they route your traffic and establish your connection, they know what port your connecting on and where, if they wanted to they could establish your attempt to connect to your bank to a fake bank website and you would never know.
Any tcp traffic, but specifically ssl traffic requires an establishment of session via handshake. To negotiate a start, you say hey i want mybank.com on port 443(ssl traffic) to your router, it sends out the request to every router along the way until reaching the mybank.com web server. There are many of these and for some ISPs they may have your traffic/request within their network for quite some time(looking at you att) but eventually it will typically exit their network and move on to another network and so on until hitting the mybank.com server. This is like making a phone call to the operator, to call a switchboard to get a secretary or dial an extension and get the person you are looking for. Now instead of an operator pretend there is a computer doing that job, and it saves everything, to check for errors and reference if need be, however most of this is disposed off frequently as these log files would be tremendously large.
With ssl connections after the confirmation you reached where you were going has been given, encryption(this is complex using symmetric and asymmetric keys to establish a session with multiple layers for reading see [SSL/tls]( ) occurs your information is hidden from those who may be watching. However network access is king, hardware level access gives you the ease of saying well any requests for mybank.com on 443 connect to nsasnoops.com on w/e the want(it doesn't have to be 443 but it can be), they then make a connection to mybank.com on 443 for you and you are none the wiser. There are protections against this but again hardware level access means these protections can be overcome.
This is like handing your letter off to the post man and hoping it gets to end unopened. Now it doesn't happen because there are laws in place to prevent it. But if you are the lawmaker and want to see it, if you know where they live(in this example you can not drop it off just anywhere unless you want to rely on public hotspots for internet your whole life and then yay for anonymity)you sit on their zip code's post office and when
the mail is sorted they find you, read the contents and send it on its way.
Hey let's go further lets say the lawmakers decide hey they can even intercept the post man because it's easier. Or worse if they wanted, why not read all of it, don't take a chance that the bad guy is "somewhere out there" take the one's with checks and money and personal information because A they need money to fund their operation and B they want to know you are you so they can cross you off the list as "not that bad guy" so you are just the "not a bad guy" list, but they need to keep this list that way if you become a "bad guy" they have all the information on you.
Same with the internet and your ISP, your postman is the box that your ISP calls a modem. If they wanted to they can watch that. Protecting yourself from this would take some tricky work but it is possible(ssh server connect on no standard ports) although your just hoping they don't take drastic measures, like a U.S.A "firewall", like the one you hear about in China, I hope I never see that day in my lifetime or decide they need to see it all.
This is all to stop "criminals" well how many of you have broken ANY law, even ones you do not care for like the speed limit or littering or jay walking. Well then you are a criminal, not a felon but still a law breaker, if they continue to expand the scope to what "threatens" america, well that's just a matter of degree and you better hope you don't fall into that category. Because there have often been those of power who commited terrible acts in the defense of "they threatened the (mother/father/home)land" just ask europe about individuals who have done them and just ask native americans of whole governments who have done them.
TLDR:Don't be afraid they government just wants to check and make sure you are not doing anything illegal, just on the internet right? Besides your not a bad guy right? Your sure right? Nothing wrong or illegal on the whole of formerly anonymous space of the internet right? | All Isp's are the man in the middle, they route your traffic and establish your connection, they know what port your connecting on and where, if they wanted to they could establish your attempt to connect to your bank to a fake bank website and you would never know.
Any tcp traffic, but specifically ssl traffic requires an establishment of session via handshake. To negotiate a start, you say hey i want mybank.com on port 443(ssl traffic) to your router, it sends out the request to every router along the way until reaching the mybank.com web server. There are many of these and for some ISPs they may have your traffic/request within their network for quite some time(looking at you att) but eventually it will typically exit their network and move on to another network and so on until hitting the mybank.com server. This is like making a phone call to the operator, to call a switchboard to get a secretary or dial an extension and get the person you are looking for. Now instead of an operator pretend there is a computer doing that job, and it saves everything, to check for errors and reference if need be, however most of this is disposed off frequently as these log files would be tremendously large.
With ssl connections after the confirmation you reached where you were going has been given, encryption(this is complex using symmetric and asymmetric keys to establish a session with multiple layers for reading see SSL/tls occurs your information is hidden from those who may be watching. However network access is king, hardware level access gives you the ease of saying well any requests for mybank.com on 443 connect to nsasnoops.com on w/e the want(it doesn't have to be 443 but it can be), they then make a connection to mybank.com on 443 for you and you are none the wiser. There are protections against this but again hardware level access means these protections can be overcome.
This is like handing your letter off to the post man and hoping it gets to end unopened. Now it doesn't happen because there are laws in place to prevent it. But if you are the lawmaker and want to see it, if you know where they live(in this example you can not drop it off just anywhere unless you want to rely on public hotspots for internet your whole life and then yay for anonymity)you sit on their zip code's post office and when
the mail is sorted they find you, read the contents and send it on its way.
Hey let's go further lets say the lawmakers decide hey they can even intercept the post man because it's easier. Or worse if they wanted, why not read all of it, don't take a chance that the bad guy is "somewhere out there" take the one's with checks and money and personal information because A they need money to fund their operation and B they want to know you are you so they can cross you off the list as "not that bad guy" so you are just the "not a bad guy" list, but they need to keep this list that way if you become a "bad guy" they have all the information on you.
Same with the internet and your ISP, your postman is the box that your ISP calls a modem. If they wanted to they can watch that. Protecting yourself from this would take some tricky work but it is possible(ssh server connect on no standard ports) although your just hoping they don't take drastic measures, like a U.S.A "firewall", like the one you hear about in China, I hope I never see that day in my lifetime or decide they need to see it all.
This is all to stop "criminals" well how many of you have broken ANY law, even ones you do not care for like the speed limit or littering or jay walking. Well then you are a criminal, not a felon but still a law breaker, if they continue to expand the scope to what "threatens" america, well that's just a matter of degree and you better hope you don't fall into that category. Because there have often been those of power who commited terrible acts in the defense of "they threatened the (mother/father/home)land" just ask europe about individuals who have done them and just ask native americans of whole governments who have done them.
TLDR:Don't be afraid they government just wants to check and make sure you are not doing anything illegal, just on the internet right? Besides your not a bad guy right? Your sure right? Nothing wrong or illegal on the whole of formerly anonymous space of the internet right?
| technology | t5_2qh16 | cbxkjc2 | All Isp's are the man in the middle, they route your traffic and establish your connection, they know what port your connecting on and where, if they wanted to they could establish your attempt to connect to your bank to a fake bank website and you would never know.
Any tcp traffic, but specifically ssl traffic requires an establishment of session via handshake. To negotiate a start, you say hey i want mybank.com on port 443(ssl traffic) to your router, it sends out the request to every router along the way until reaching the mybank.com web server. There are many of these and for some ISPs they may have your traffic/request within their network for quite some time(looking at you att) but eventually it will typically exit their network and move on to another network and so on until hitting the mybank.com server. This is like making a phone call to the operator, to call a switchboard to get a secretary or dial an extension and get the person you are looking for. Now instead of an operator pretend there is a computer doing that job, and it saves everything, to check for errors and reference if need be, however most of this is disposed off frequently as these log files would be tremendously large.
With ssl connections after the confirmation you reached where you were going has been given, encryption(this is complex using symmetric and asymmetric keys to establish a session with multiple layers for reading see SSL/tls occurs your information is hidden from those who may be watching. However network access is king, hardware level access gives you the ease of saying well any requests for mybank.com on 443 connect to nsasnoops.com on w/e the want(it doesn't have to be 443 but it can be), they then make a connection to mybank.com on 443 for you and you are none the wiser. There are protections against this but again hardware level access means these protections can be overcome.
This is like handing your letter off to the post man and hoping it gets to end unopened. Now it doesn't happen because there are laws in place to prevent it. But if you are the lawmaker and want to see it, if you know where they live(in this example you can not drop it off just anywhere unless you want to rely on public hotspots for internet your whole life and then yay for anonymity)you sit on their zip code's post office and when
the mail is sorted they find you, read the contents and send it on its way.
Hey let's go further lets say the lawmakers decide hey they can even intercept the post man because it's easier. Or worse if they wanted, why not read all of it, don't take a chance that the bad guy is "somewhere out there" take the one's with checks and money and personal information because A they need money to fund their operation and B they want to know you are you so they can cross you off the list as "not that bad guy" so you are just the "not a bad guy" list, but they need to keep this list that way if you become a "bad guy" they have all the information on you.
Same with the internet and your ISP, your postman is the box that your ISP calls a modem. If they wanted to they can watch that. Protecting yourself from this would take some tricky work but it is possible(ssh server connect on no standard ports) although your just hoping they don't take drastic measures, like a U.S.A "firewall", like the one you hear about in China, I hope I never see that day in my lifetime or decide they need to see it all.
This is all to stop "criminals" well how many of you have broken ANY law, even ones you do not care for like the speed limit or littering or jay walking. Well then you are a criminal, not a felon but still a law breaker, if they continue to expand the scope to what "threatens" america, well that's just a matter of degree and you better hope you don't fall into that category. Because there have often been those of power who commited terrible acts in the defense of "they threatened the (mother/father/home)land" just ask europe about individuals who have done them and just ask native americans of whole governments who have done them. | Don't be afraid they government just wants to check and make sure you are not doing anything illegal, just on the internet right? Besides your not a bad guy right? Your sure right? Nothing wrong or illegal on the whole of formerly anonymous space of the internet right? |
cmdrNacho | I agree, but usually when you open source something you want to at a bare minimum provide a test suite and if you are going to announce it as a deployable project that should be live, this is not up to a level of quality that should be used in any type of real environment. There should be the stipulation because it is possible non programmers would use it and not actually go through the code.
tldr: he should put a warning this is not production quality code. | I agree, but usually when you open source something you want to at a bare minimum provide a test suite and if you are going to announce it as a deployable project that should be live, this is not up to a level of quality that should be used in any type of real environment. There should be the stipulation because it is possible non programmers would use it and not actually go through the code.
tldr: he should put a warning this is not production quality code.
| startups | t5_2qh26 | cbxr527 | I agree, but usually when you open source something you want to at a bare minimum provide a test suite and if you are going to announce it as a deployable project that should be live, this is not up to a level of quality that should be used in any type of real environment. There should be the stipulation because it is possible non programmers would use it and not actually go through the code. | he should put a warning this is not production quality code. |
adamsorkin | I've had this on my wishlist for a bit - is this worth $18? I have reasonable, but not overly abundant, tolerance for games still in development if they're compelling enough as is. How does it compare in terms of playability/fun to something like a Kerbal Space Program - which I find to be remarkably solid for an Alpha? (understanding that they're completely different games).
tl;dr - help me understand how much playable game I'd be getting in its current state. | I've had this on my wishlist for a bit - is this worth $18? I have reasonable, but not overly abundant, tolerance for games still in development if they're compelling enough as is. How does it compare in terms of playability/fun to something like a Kerbal Space Program - which I find to be remarkably solid for an Alpha? (understanding that they're completely different games).
tl;dr - help me understand how much playable game I'd be getting in its current state.
| GameDeals | t5_2qwx3 | cbxv4c6 | I've had this on my wishlist for a bit - is this worth $18? I have reasonable, but not overly abundant, tolerance for games still in development if they're compelling enough as is. How does it compare in terms of playability/fun to something like a Kerbal Space Program - which I find to be remarkably solid for an Alpha? (understanding that they're completely different games). | help me understand how much playable game I'd be getting in its current state. |
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