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I do not know why, but I find myself compulsively drawn to asking, "What is the most ___ thing you've ever done/experienced?" when I'm having conversations in my head. The most common word to fill in the blank is "painful"...
I have no clue what this means, and the fact that I constantly find myself repeating it over and over in a loop in my head is super annoying...
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"Actions accessible by the bot API, chosen at a frequency comparable to humans"
I believe they're saying that they've added in human reaction times with this statement, which is probably the biggest relief out there because it means abilities with an animation won't be completely useless outside of the laning phase. The bots obviously won't make mistakes that humans would make, like accidentally walking into a pudge hook.
I think the more interesting thing to look for is how the bot will react to some of the weird and crazy stuff than humans do, and how they'll learn to interact with each other and map movements. The number of ways you can play a full game is immeasurable, so I think that it will be very possible for humans to beat the bots by out-playing them on a teamwork and game plan level, and out drafting them. The best thing humans have against an AI is that we can act irrationally.
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So I know a lot of the people here don't play DotA, but I thought this was a very intriguing topic that the entire Moba scene would find interesting.
OpenAI https://openai.com/ a non-profit AI research company recently built an intelligence which was capable of consistently beating the best DotA 2 professionals in a 1v1 mid situation. The AI was revealed at The International 7 DotA 2 Championships where it handily beat the best of the best in recent history. The rules of Mobas are extremely fluid, meaning the bot had to adapt to it's opponent's extremely diverse array of moves and possibilities in real time.
With the implications of this simple feat. OpenAI has released a blog post showing their intentions for the future of this AI, being able to compete in a full game of DotA (5v5), and how they expect to go about working towards that goal. I thought this was an incredible accomplishment, and figured that people who play other mobas
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what's a showdown?A lot of people have moved to Discord for chatting, as Az said. Feel free to join us there
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YEEEEE!!!! :mao:
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I generally don't speak much about my past relationship with the people here, mostly because I've been struggling with some things that happened during it. But I'm confident that I'm moving on and putting that in the past, and as such I want to try to write up some of my feelings about it. I'm going to write this story in two different sections, one will be about the relationship itself, and I will tell a few of the things that happened, and the other will be about how it has affected me, and how I've come to terms with what happened during the relationship.
The events
I don't really want to talk too much about her, and because of certain events that have occurred I'm even afraid to say her name out loud. When we started dating, I was still rather immature and not sure where I was going in life, and I really didn't know how to deal with my anxiety. I was a senior in high school, and she was a year below me. She became really really attached to me and during the relationship she was the only one who initiated any kind of action between us, whether it be going on dates, or even just conversations. That being said, it wasn't that I didn't like her, and didn't support her, I was just too afraid to put myself out there. She had rather bad mental health issues as well, and frequently was depressed and had frequent thoughts of suicide. I felt like it was my place to support her and make sure she was happy, and I took it very personally every time she did get depressed. I felt like I had failed her, and would get extremely upset with myself.
Our relationship went on like this for a while, it really wasn't the healthiest of situations, but it worked for her. Eventually I graduated high school, and was going to go off to college in Minnesota. By this time she was thoroughly in love with me, and she decided that we could maintain a serious relationship across the distance, even though I could barely communicate with her when she was this close to me. Obviously things didn't work out so well, and our relationship experienced a rapid decline as we started communicating even less and seeing each other very infrequently.
I mentioned "certain events" and that is something I should talk about. I got to meet her parents early on, and I learned that her mother had just recently gotten remarried. It was all good and fine at first, she seemed ok with the guy, and her mother seemed happy. But after a while, especially right after I left for college, things started happening. He started getting abusive, and it got worse and worse, until eventually she and her mother were forced to run away. They changed their names, moved to a different state, and had no money to support themselves and ended up in a homeless shelter for a while.
I feel very guilty about this part, because when I was in college I started getting very depressed. I'm sure in part it had to do with what was going on in her life, but there were plenty of other factors as well. The depression only worsened our communication, and at times I would ignore her for days. It hurt her a lot, and it hurt me as well. I needed to support her during this frightening period of her life, but I only crawled further into my shell of depression, Isolating myself from her. Looking back it hurts a lot. I'm a very self-critical person, and I have felt so much pain and self-hatred over what happened next.
It was nearing the end of the Spring semester, and I was failing all my classes because I hadn't been in to any of them in months. I had become completely reclusive, and refused to communicate with her nearly at all. She decided that the her life wasn't worth living, and attempted suicide. I was scared, I still cared about her, even if I wasn't sure if I felt like I wanted to be in the relationship anymore, and I felt like the decision she made was my fault. Maybe if I had been a better companion, she wouldn't have felt like she needed to take that route. After that, and some counsel from a friend, I decided to break things off with her, and not too long after, I ended communication with her altogether.
My feelings
Looking back, I haven't had the most positive view of our relationship. I told myself a lot of lies about how I felt, and I tried to ignore and forget what happened. I told myself that I never really liked her, and that what I did in the relationship I only did to keep her from hurting herself. I went on with this lie for a long time, I tell others that I wasn't really in a relationship with her, and that it was just that she was in a relationship with me, but that wasn't true.
I had a memory come back to me from this relationship several days ago. It was a memory of how I communicated with her. Because while I was afraid and rather incapable of talking about anything moderately serious with her (or anyone really) in person, I could still write to her. I frequently use writing as a way of expressing my feelings, and the majority of the communication I do have nowadays is text based. And so what I did was I would stay up at night after she brought up something she wished to discuss with me, or there was something I wished to discuss with her, and I would write it out in a very long text and send it to her overnight, and that was how I communicated with her. It stopped a bit after I went to college and as our relationship declined, and maybe that's why I forgot. But what that memory made me realize, is that I did care about her. I made a conscious effort to communicate, I cared, and I was involved in that relationship, maybe not to the extent that she was, but I was still there. And rejecting those feelings wasn't a healthy way of going about things.
When I went to college, I should have stopped the relationship, but I didn't. And that was my fault. I still may feel like it was somewhat my fault that she chose the road she did at the end of our relationship, but I can't blame myself for her choices. It isn't my responsibility to make sure she is always happy. I was out of the relationship long before she was, and I was afraid to end it, and that was the biggest mistake I made.
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I wanted to write that story down and think about and express my feelings in words. It's been very therapeutic for me, and I think it's helped me move on from what happened. I hope that in posting this somebody else can benefit from my experiences or revelations.
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Hiiiii!!!!!!!
Hope you have fun here!
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Dan, please finish Danganronpa 2.
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I can't really say I have anybody that I really look up to. I think it mostly stems from the fact that I don't truly know where or what I want to be doing with my life right now.
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I figure since this story isn't exactly short, that I'd make a thread about it which I can hopefully refer back to whenever I end up talking about my surgery and it's effect on my life. For those who do not know, I had an acoustic neuroma crushing my auditory nerve/balance nerve, sitting on my facial nerve, and beginning to pressure my brain stem.
The Story
I first started noticing the hearing loss as I entered high school. It was very subtle at first, so much that I didn't even realize it existed, and I was quick to adapt subconsciously. I would find it more and more difficult to hear my friends who were on the left side of me, so I began always walking on their left without realizing it.
There are 2 very clear instances in which it became blatantly obvious to me that I was losing my hearing. The first, when I was walking with friends, but I was on the wrong side, so I did a little slide to get to where I could hear them, and they asked my what the heck I was doing.. I didn't even realize why I was doing it, and it was a rather frightening experience to realize that I was starting to lose my hearing. The other was when answering a phone call from my mother. I had several items in my hands, so I couldn't control the phone well, and I ended up putting it up to my left ear without realizing it. It took me a few seconds to realize that my phone was on max volume, but everything coming out of it sounded quieter than a whisper.
After those two incidents occurred, I made it a point to talk to my parents about it. I had a history of "attention issues" which appeared to be the affects of hearing loss when I was a child, it was more so that I become engrossed in what I was doing to the point that I was completely deaf to outside noises. When I told my parents about my hearing loss, they chalked it up to the same thing, and didn't do anything about it.
It was in fact my school that discovered that I had a real hearing issue. I was previously home schooled, and when coming into the school full time, for whatever reason they make it a habit to do hearing tests on all their new students. So I went into the hearing booth and caused quite a commotion when the ladies realized that I was nearly completely deaf in my left ear. They recommended I get it checked out, and my doctor told my parents that I should get an MRI to see what was causing the issue.
So I went in to our local hospital and had my MRI taken. I got a call back from my doctor a couple hours later, telling me he needed me to come in as soon as possible. My doctor put up my MRI on the computer screen, and it showed a Massive tumor, unexpectedly large for somebody so young. It was about the size of a ping pong ball and was crushing my auditory nerve/balance nerve, sitting on my facial nerve, and beginning to pressure my brain stem. The doctor said that if they hadn't caught it when they did, there's no saying how much longer I would have survived or what more damage it would have done.
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So with much haste, a surgery was scheduled for me. It was less than a week from getting the hearing test, to laying on the operating table. I was in surgery for 13 hours. The doctors used what is called a "Translabyrinthine" approach when going into my head to get the tumor. This means that they essentially went in directly through my ear. They made a large incision in a "C" shape around my ear and went straight for the tumor. They removed all non-life essential things between my ear and the tumor which included my inner ear and my balance nerve. They left some of the tumor on my facial nerve because of the duration of the surgery and the frailness of the nerve. When they were finished removing the tumor, they took a fat graft from my stomach and put it in all the empty space where my inner ear/nerve had been before.
I still have the physical structure of an ear, but it is completely non-functional, I don't even have an actual eardrum.
Unfortunately, the surgery didn't go without complications. It is still unknown as to what caused it, but I developed Aseptic Meningitis directly after the surgery, which plagued me for nearly 2 weeks. I had a spinal tap taken (they claim it hurts, but when you're hopped up on morphine you really don't feel a thing), which revealed that the meningitis was not Bacterial or Viral. The surgeons best guess was that a chemical of some sort had entered my brain and had irritated the meninges, leading to my complication. All in all, recover from that surgery took nearly 2 months. During that time I had to finish my classes as I was still in school. Two of my classes just gave me an A+ on my finals even though I didn't take them, and I had to take the AP Physics exam while I was still suffering from meningitis.
Due to this surgery I became permanently deaf in my left ear, as well as theoretically having complete loss of balance on my left side. I also lost the ability to taste on the left side of my tongue, most likely due to irritation of the facial nerve. Because the surgeon chose to leave a part of the tumor on my facial nerve, I was forced to have an MRI every 6 months to make sure it wasn't growing.
Unfortunately after 4 years of MRI's my surgeon told me that the tumor was growing, and that he wanted to go back in to remove the rest of it completely. This surgery was a bit more risky, because the entirety of the tumor was sitting on my facial nerve which controls everything from the muscles that control your smiles, to the functioning of your eyelids. If something went wrong, I could have had partial facial paralysis.
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The MRI on the left is my brain after 4 years and the one on the left was from directly after my surgery, you can see that the tumor (the white blob on the right/center) has grown considerably.
So this January I was back on the operating table. Same surgeon (the guy is like 70 years old, but he's one of the best surgeons for this surgery in the world, performing it on a nearly daily basis). I was much more fortunate this time, the surgery lasted a mere 3 hours. Thankfully there weren't any complications at all. I recovered nearly instantly, granted I didn't lose any body function like I did the previous surgery) and could have been walking a few hours after the surgery had the nurses let me.
I don't have a picture of my most recent MRI, but there isn't much to see either. There is scar tissue where the tumor used to be. I still have to have an MRI every 6 months to make sure they got the entirety of the tumor, and that if they didn't, to make sure it isn't growing. I have an MRI early this July, so hopefully it shows everything in pristine condition.
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In terms of how my losses have affected me. There was actually surprisingly little change in how I acted before the surgery and now. The hearing loss had been so gradual that I had adapted to it without realizing it. I did lose a lot of balance which affected my performance in swimming, but since I almost only swam backstroke anyways which is a stroke that relies on being out of balance, it might actually have helped me become a better swimmer (although diving off the blocks was always an experience).
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TL;DR
I had an extremely large tumor which nearly killed me. The surgery to take it our rendered me deaf in my left ear, lacking balance on my left side, and incapable of tasting on the left side of my tongue.
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hmm? I got the feeling that they were bad after visiting the underground.
SpoilerThey were trying to harm A.n.a after all, and weren't going about it in a positive way. and I do hate to see somebody get hurt.
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Hello Serafelle! Welcome!
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55 minutes ago, Huggyboo said:
since i've been on the discord more
is your username HuggyBoo? I've not seen that name used that I'm aware of?
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2 hours ago, Cataline said:
I am actually not 100% sure on how to interact in a forum but there's a first for everything no?
Me too...
Anyways, welcome
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Hallo! Be seeing you around then I guess
Enjoy yourself
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While I'm not much of a cake lover, and am definitely not much of a Tea drinker, I'll simplify the question to just being a piece of food, and a drink.
I always eat the food first before the drink, I very much dislike mixing my foods so I'd eat the whole food before starting the drink.. Dunno why I'd take the food first, probably because it's closest to me because I put my cups behind my plates usually
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^-^ welcome! I hope you can find your place amongst us! Feel free to check out the discord server if you enjoy talking with peeps in real time (and memes)
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For those of you who don't visit the discord frequently and may not know me, I'm going to do a short (re)introduction.
Hi ^-^ My name is Calvin, but online I go by OraCLesofFire and/or Baby Altaria. I'm a 20 year old college drop-out who is currently working part-time as a lifeguard until I can get my life back on track. When it comes to reborn I've been playing for just over a year, but have only participated in the community since the beginning of this year, there's a story there but I'll save that for another time.
I've almost solely been active on the Discord server except for a few short excursions into the forum life. On discord I tend to be a very active and vocal person (or so the logs may say) so it may come as a surprise to some that I'm extremely introverted in the actual world, and deal with significant anxiety, which brings me to why I'm making this post.
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Today I was at the pool working my job and as is usual for a Saturday, there were multiple groups of people doing multiple different activities. There was a group from our local Arc, several kids participating in open swim, one or two elderly fellows swimming laps, and finally a boy scout group doing tests for some upcoming event. As the day wore on the groups dwindled and left and new groups replaced them, except for a single boy scout.
When my shift started my coworker told me that he was the last one of the group to take the test, and that he'd been standing at the waters edge for about 5 minutes without getting in. After watching him stand at the pools edge for 15 more minutes, I decided to go over and see what was wrong and if I could help the young man. I spoke with the scout master and his mother for a short bit, and I learned that he was having some fears jumping into the water. He could swim just fine once he was in, but he was terrified of jumping in. His mother informed me that he had perception issues. His eyesight was perfectly fine, but the water looked to him as if it was 10 feet beneath him. Honestly even I would be frightened of a 10 foot jump into water. Now obviously the water wasn't 10 feet below him, it was at his feet and he could feel it, but that wasn't what he saw.
Most fears in the modern world are irrational.
If you think about it, this isn't much different than any other anxiety people deal with in the world today. A irrational difference in perception, his was just a physical manifestation of these "mental" fears. He could feel the water at his feet, so he knew that it was right beneath him, but his eyes said otherwise, an confusing conundrum. Maybe there is some medical explanation that I don't know of for his condition, but what I said sounds good, so I'll roll with it.
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Like I said previously, I deal with significant anxiety, so I'm going to put this story on pause and relate to you some of my experiences. In particular I want to tell you about how my anxiety affected me while I was searching for a job after I left college.
I started my job search at hardware stores and supermarkets, or I would have liked to at least. I was given a car by my parents and they told me go out to stores, walk in, and ask customer service or wherever for a job application. Sounds like a good plan honestly, putting yourself out there and making a good impression with the people that will be hiring you. So I got in the car, drove to the first hardware store, and sat in the parking lot for 4 hours, then drove home.
Of course, I wanted to get a job, but I just became paralyzed in the parking lot. I would get to thinking, "what if there's nobody there" "What if they ask something I'm not expecting" "what if they don't like me or I make myself look like a fool" "am I even wearing the right clothes for this?"
I did this at 3 different stores on three different days, until finally I made a plan to deal with my anxiety. When the car's clock struck the 45 minute mark, I would just release my inhibitions. I would forget everything, clear my mind, and just let myself go. What this solved for me was taking that first step off the edge of my anxiety. Once I was out of the car and moving towards the building, I was acting. Once I was in the action, I had no reason to stop.
I didn't end up getting a job at any of those places because I never followed up due to other anxieties, but that's a whole 'nother story. Also I'm terrified of talking on the phone so I never responded when they called me. But that's peripheral to what happened today. Today was about taking the jump, the first step.
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Back to the young man at the waters edge. I wanted to do something to help him, so I told him about how I use the clock. How I set a time, and when that time comes instead of thinking about the action, I think about the time, and release my inhibitions and let myself go. I know that in the end everything is going to work out. I helped him through some initial steps, getting in the water, feeling it, putting his feet in and looking at it. I asked him to set a time, and when that time came to just let himself fall in because I'd shown him that there was nothing to fear.
While the jump may look to be an impossible distance, you will land exactly where you started.
At the end of the day, your fears are simply in your mind. They may feel overwhelmingly powerful, and completely paralyzing, but once you make the jump and face your fears, you'll realize you're in the exact same place and nothing bad has happened, and hopefully understand the irrationality a bit better.
In the end I was unfortunately unsuccessful at helping the boy to make the jump. I was working with him for almost 45 minutes. He came very close to jumping many times, but I guess it's very difficult to tell your mind that what your eyes are seeing is a lie. I honestly wish I had just a couple more minutes with him, in part I feel very angry with my self for being unsuccessful, but I also am very proud of myself for acting in a social way.
I faced another fear today. I was terrified to go over and talk to him and his scout master and see if I could help. My whole body was shaking, and I was almost covered in sweat. When I did end up going over, I could barely speak and my words came out broken and my sentences unfinished. I have a very strong compulsion to help others, but I am terribly afraid of talking with people I don't know, especially if I'm the one initiating the conversation. 15 minutes into my shift was 3:45... If I'd have been able to face my fears sooner in a different way, maybe I would've been successful in helping him overcome his fears.
Often times the largest hurdles we face, end up being the smallest jumps we take.
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I just want to apologize here if my formatting or anything was horrible. I'm not the best at putting thoughts into words, and even worse at putting words onto paper (or a computer). I also hope what I said wasn't too confusing or convoluted, and maybe a bit relatable.
I also want to wish whoever reads this a wonderful day
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14 hours ago, Sinikuro said:
I mean, nothing against your style, but I feel as if having nails long as those would be kinda uncomfortable
I'm an all in/all out kinda guy, so I cut them down as far as I could (also to keep them equal length), and it has felt extremely debilitating. Even though they were really long, they were still just short enough that I could do normal things. E.G. When I typed on a keyboard it made this nice beautiful little clicking sound as opposed to this strange pounding sound I get now. I think people with really short nails don't quite realize just how useful a longer nail can be.
The only real issue I had was that occasionally I would hit my hand on something and one of the nails would bend backwards which is one of the greatest pains my hand has ever experienced.
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Sorry to interrupt the conversations going on here, I just thought this would be a nice place to say goodbye to my beloved nails. People keep telling me they're too long, and I've finally decided to let the peer pressure control my actions.
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tfw a random lady walks up to you and asks if your nails are real or fake..
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I work as a lifeguard at one of the local YMCA's, and we have a 30 minute on/30 minute off schedule. Today is super slow even on the half-hours I work, so I decided to write down a story for y'all to read.
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This is the story of the time I got handcuffed by the cops
So this happened about 2 or 3 weeks ago I think. I like to take my dog out for drives to give me some time alone, and because he absolutely loves the feeling of the wind and the smells of nature. This particular time was right after my brother got back from college. I had a lot less time to myself, and just wanted to get away for a bit to relax and find some peace, and I was scared to leave when people were awake, so I went for the drive at around 11:30 pm after everybody had fallen asleep.
So I got in the car with my dog, drove to a gas station where I picked up a cold root beer and a bag of M&M's, then headed out into the countryside. I drove my usual route which doesn't actually head that far out of the city, but stops at the Middle School I went to growing up and has a nearby park where I occasionally take my dog for walks.
For the most part, the ride was great. The dog was in love with getting a ride, and wouldn't take his head out of the window. The trouble came as I was on my way back from the countryside and was going to stop at the school for some time to just be alone and think. Well, I must've started thinking before I got to the school, because as I was pulling into the school I saw a cop with his lights on behind me. So I pull over, he turns on his magnifying light and proceeds to head on over to my car where I'm casually sitting listening to 60's/70's classics, drinking root beer, and eating M&M's. He informs me that I was going 63 in a 45 mph and, after asking many other normal police officer questions, asks where I was headed so quickly and why.
This is where I make every mistake possible.
I wasn't aware I was doing anything wrong so I told him I was going to the school area to be alone... That was quite obviously the wrong thing to say, and the police officer instantly thought I was suicidal and felt he needed to take action. He radioed dispatch to tell them the situation and asks for a K9 unit because I have a dog in the car, and then he asked if I dealt with depression or the sort, and I told him that I did, but wasn't feeling like that. He then asked me for my parents number, and I gave him my mother's cell number which he then tried to call to contact her, but she was asleep and didn't answer because the number came up not as 911 or something police oriented, but as "caller unknown", which freaked her out.
While he was questioning me and trying to call my mother, I was talking super casually with him, as I am rather interested in what cops do and how their lives work. I found out his age, where he went to school, what he majored in and minored in, whether he lives with family or alone, how long he works, how often he pulls people over, what kind of life saving training he had. I also told him things about myself like where I went to college, that I used to swim, what my brother and I study in college, etc. Just casual conversation about his life and job, all the while I'm cooing to my dog about how cute he is and eating M&M's and drinking root beer.
So to clarify the situation so far:
Cop pulls me over for going 20 over and then pulling into a middle school parking lot, finds out I'm acting suicidal and deal with depression but I'm talking in a super weird way that doesn't respect or fear him, and my parents won't respond.
But it gets worse
The K9 unit was just about to arrive and he asks me if I have anything illegal in the car. I have this idiosyncrasy when dealing with absolutes, so since I hadn't made a thorough search of the car beforehand I could not feel comfortable telling him no, even though there's a 99.999999% chance the car is clean.... so I said, "I don't know, I don't think so, probably not."So he asks if he searches the car what he "might" find. Well, since my brother is back and since he likes to hunt, I figured he might have left a gun in the trunk, which I of course felt compelled to tell the officer..
So now the officer thinks I'm depressed and suicidal at a middle school with a gun in my trunk at midnight and talking in a very strange and casual way.
The K9 officer finally arrives and they have me get out of the car whence the handcuff me. The first officer searches the car while the second officer moves my dog to the first officers squad car. The search, of course, returns empty handed. I remained sitting on the curb until their superior arrives. They tell him what's going on and then he leaves. Finally my mother calls dispatch back and she gets in contact with the officer where she explains that I often take my dog for a walk there, and that she isn't at all worried about me being suicidal or the such.
So they un-handcuff me and have me move my dog back to my car (he didn't like the second officer that much) and I ended up getting off with only a warning.
I got back home at around 12:30 to my mother sitting on the couch with a very displeased and worried look on her face.
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annddd.. sorry about formatting, I don't know how to do that kind of thing.
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oi! hello!
I hope you enjoy yourself here!
Hit up the discord server if you want to chill with some of us in r4eal time!
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Well hello Khaisz!
I'm glad to hear you enjoyed the game so far! I hope you enjoy your time with the forums here 
Check out the Discord Server too if that's your thing!
Battle for Wesnoth!
in Gaming General
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Hello!
I'm OraCLesofFire, also known as Baby Altaria.
I've had a place in my heart for this game since I first played it on my fathers computer as a child. I had no clue what I was doing then, but I knew that I loved it. Now that I'm older, I've decided to try my hand at developing a campaign for the game! If you have also enjoyed this game, feel free to speak up and discuss it below with others! I'd love to discuss and bounce ideas off of you!
for the uninitiated: https://www.wesnoth.org/
Now about my campaign:
Orcish Civil War
The Concept:
Follow the exploits of a goblin known as Gneelb, and his condescending Orc brother Dulfish as they march through the Northlands, uniting the Orcish clans under one banner, and ending the 100 year civil war in which their nation had been embroiled. Fight against Elves, hidden enclaves of Dwarves, Terrifying Monsters, secret bands of human theives, and of course, plenty of Orcs, all while protecting your arrogant brother from the consequences of his foolhardy actions, and reunite the four clans.
Prologue:
"20 years after the founding of Wesnoth, a great Orcish Host descended from the north on the human city of Tath. Vastly outnumbered, the men of this post had no hope of survival. Seeing this, a young elf by the name of Kalenz mutinied against his people, choosing to fight with the humans side by side. Even with help from the few elvish forces, the humans could do little more than hold their position. But all they needed was an opening, an once the advance was stopped, Kalenz and his friend Landar journeyed deep within the Orcish territories, and assassinated the Great Chief Brurbar. The anarchy within the orcish ranks that followed was unprecedented. Orc fought against orc, lusting for the power of the combined Orcish horde. Out of the chaos, 4 major clans ascended to power. Led by the 4 generals of Brubar himself, Ozul, Gvur, Tamitahan, and Khrubar, the fighting became more organized, and the 4 clans sent out raiding parties to claim minor clans, their soldiers, and their gold for themselves."
The campaign is being developed on Wesnoth Version 1.13.10 which unfortunately does not have backwards compatibility.
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I expect the campaign to have anywhere from 15-20 scenarios (o.O) and be set in 4 chapters (1 for each clan). Development could last anywhere from 2 to 5 months depending on how busy I will be with school.
To accommodate the role the main character will play in the scenario, I will unfortunately have to create a few (5-8) new units which fall under the Goblin faction, hopefully they won't be too burdensome to learn for older players, and will add a bit of spice to the otherwise single-dynamic playstyle the orcs tend to fall in. (brute strength)
the goblin faction needs more diversity anywaysI am developing nearly the entire campaign myself, but once it is applicable, will start looking around for artists to make some splash art, portrait art, and do spriting for the new units. I want to make sure that this campaign looks and feels smooth and top-notch before releasing it and adding it to the add-on server.
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That's all! Hope you have a wonderful day! If this post gains enough attention, I may begin posting updates. If you want Spoiler-ish materials I will post updates and screenshots of development on my Twitter. Below is the current design of the first scenario map
Ignore the units, I had to take this screenshot in a local game because the map editor is broken >.>