As we've learned more about the Darkness, we've come to know that it's more strongly connected to consciousness and psychic phenomena than the Light, while the Light is more associated with the physical world. There's been a lot of confusion and debate as to how this syncs with previous descriptions of the Darkness and its effects, with some going as far as to call it a retcon. I propose that not only is this not necessarily a retcon (advice I'd apply to many prematurely jumped to conclusions around here, frankly), but that it could fit seamlessly with the Darkness as it was described prior to Lightfall. Specifically, its nature as the metaphysical embodiment of reduction.

Ontological Winnowing: Darkness and Reduction

Before we get into how the Darkness relates to consciousness, let's examine what we knew of the Darkness before that connection was revealed. One's first thought might be that the Darkness was presented as a force of hyper-Darwinism that defined and measured existence through conquest and violence... which it was, as illustrated through the Sword Logic. However, I'd argue that this wasn't the philosophical core of the Darkness, but rather an emergent outgrowth of a deeper nature (and that the same is likely true of its relation to consciousness). That deeper nature being reduction, as simply and as universally as that concept can be applied. The best evidence for this is probably found in Clovis's observations of Clarity...

This is the application of Clarity to state A to produce a lower-entropy stateB. (Clarity is fond of removing portions of a state configuration, harrowingthe phase space down to only its most robust inhabitants.)
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What if there was some primeval chaos, some pre-cosmic entropy, whichwas soaked in Clarity to reduce it to that first nucleus of all existencewhich issued the Big Bang? What if Clarity's defiance of time-reversibilitymakes it a fountain of cosmic youth, returning all that is burnt out andburnt down to its state before the fire?Perhaps Clarity is the Ein Sof, the nameless god before creation.Preparator of the cosmic egg. Razor that cuts the fat of complication awayfrom the bone.---
The Vex radiolarian fluid is obviously too virulent for use in exominds. Butif exposed to Clarity, the Vex patterns break down, and the fluid takes onsome of the properties of Clarity itself—namely, its reductive effect.
Introducing a tiny aliquot of this reified Clarity into an exomind solves theloop/billboard/crash cycle. As far as I can tell—permanently.
THE COMBINATION OF VEX FLUID AND CLARITY IS THE KEY TOCYBERNETIC IMMORTALITY!
Speculation: the interaction of Clarity, with its caustic anti-structural properties, and the Vex mind fluid, with its highly physicalized and asymbolic architecture, creates a "physicalized algorithm" that can serve as a random seed for the knockouts required to sustain a viable exomind.

... which were that it has a fundamentally reductive nature. Not a destructive one necessarily, as shown by Clovis using this reductive effect to bypass the billboarding problem and create functional Exos... just plain, neutral reduction. A skeptic might say that this effect on the Exos has less to do with Darkness's reductiveness and more with its general psychic properties, but aside from those aspects probably being closely connected anyway (more on that later), note Clovis's comments on Clarity's reduction of phase spaces in a general context, and his direct observation of it breaking down Vex radiolaria patterns. In other words, even if the Darkness reinforces Exo minds through its mental aspects to some extent, it certainly does so through its reductive aspects as well.
So with this reductiveness in mind, it's not that hard to see how one finds the Sword Logic and pursuit of the Final Shape, as maximal reductions of existence itself, in the Darkness. But how do the mind and consciousness enter this picture?

Informational Winnowing: Darkness and Consciousness

To start off this section, let's go back to our boy Clovis and his summary of Human cognition, in contrast to that of the Vex.

I note that the Vex milk, while computationally powerful, seems to avoid semiosis. That is, it prefers to mimic the actual dynamics of phenomena rather than assigning a symbol. This a fundamental difference between Vex cognition and our own. We encode inputs as symbols, manipulate the symbols according to some set of logical rules, and produce output. The Vex are more direct. Burn them, and they will extinguish the fire-not because they possess a symbolic knowledge of fire and its properties, but because their structure is so suited to adaption and survival that the heat of the fire directly becomes the response required to snuff it out. Rather than encoding symbols, they generate self-sustaining and self-correcting patterns, which like the suspension of a bridge flexing under strain, can accept destructive input and produce reparatory output.

TL;DR is that while Human (and apparently most species in Destiny) cognition relies on semiotics, the assignment of mental symbols to external phenomena, the Vex just simulate the phenomena directly. To explore this distinction more, let's look at how a Vex's observation of an apple would differ from that of a Human. Place an apple in front of a Vex, and all the Vex would 'perceive' is a cluster of numbers and equations. Data representing all the particles and forces comprising the objective, physical existence of the apple and whatever interacts with it. And objectively speaking, that's all the apple really is anyway, as far as monist materialism is concerned.
Now place the apple in front of a Human. A Human generally won't perceive the apple in terms of the physics equations underlying it, but will instead tell you of its redness. Its roundness. The texture of its skin upon picking it up, and its taste and smell after taking a bite of it. Perhaps they'd also tell you of a happy memory involving an apple, or some weird superstition they have about apples. Or any number of thoughts Humans can have about apples... as mediated through their consciousness.
What's the fundamental difference between the Human take on apples and the Vex take? Symbols, just like Clovis said. In lieu of processing all the math and physics that describe the apple objectively, Human brains construct symbols of consciousness that subjectively substitute for those things. Apples appear red because they reflect a certain wavelength of light, but while a Vex would know an apple's redness only in that it simulates that wavelength of light and the apple's reflection of it, us Humans... just see red. For whatever reason, our brains construct this little illusion, the qualia of redness, and assign it to that particular wavelength of light, and ditto for everything else we perceive. Even when we aren't directly perceiving something, but recalling or imagining it, our cognition is ultimately still constrained by this symbolic mode of thought.
In philosophy of mind studies, this topic is addressed in a concept called user illusion, named so because it compares consciousness to a computer's user interface. What we see and interact with on a UI has virtually nothing to do with how the computer actually functions, except that it organizes and simplifies all the functions into little symbols we can grasp more easily. The same goes, according to this idea's proponents, for our conscious minds as to our unconscious minds. There's tons of fascinating research surrounding this, but a convenient factoid in the above link is how Humans perceive roughly 12 million bits of information through all our senses every second... but nearly all of this is processed subconsciously, and conscious processing only does about 60 bits per second.
In other words, what we consciously experience is filtered... or winnowed, you might say... from a vastly larger influx of information into a relative handful of symbols we can process more efficiently. But where do these symbols come from, at least in Destiny's case?

"Metaphor simplifies as the knife does."

It's easy to see where I'm going with this now, but for extra support (and to make a point on another issue I think people tend to overlook), I'll refer to Inspiral, which I think might have directly hinted at this...

(Remember that the sun is also a metaphor: a thing said beautifully, winnowed down to poetry, when the truth is too vast to put in words at all.)
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All of these are false, for metaphor simplifies as the knife does. It pares incalculable concepts into shapes your wrinkly little brains can comprehend. The weight of billions and the simple curve of a planet give you pause, and how then are you to be expected to grasp the forces that created your nth-removed creator?

The Winnower itself (no objections on how it's actually the Witness catfishing us please) places particular emphasis on metaphor (basically a linguistic symbol) as a simplification of inconceivably complex concepts into forms our little monkey brains can manage... and poetry. "A thing said beautifully." Aside from explaining why it seems so fond of metaphor in general, this might tie into another Inspiral entry, the one narrated by Eris.

…I digress. There were times, deep in that dark pit, when I thought: Ah, Sai means to break left. And then she would, knives like lightning, as true as if she herself had told me she would. Or: Ah, there is Omar, beside me, and though he was not, his presence rang comforting in my ears like struck metal.Synergy, I thought. The closeness that combat creates. We were pinned together in the dark, and so we learned to read each other perfectly, for to do otherwise would have been to die.To die sooner.Anecdata? Perhaps. Always the quiet voice that says to temper my expectations, that it is wishful thinking to imagine that they lie beside my heart, instead of Nightmares floating in my wake. But in all this time, all of this lingering, I am surer of what I felt then. Not only necessity; not only the edge of the blade.I know more of Darkness now. It is not violence. It is something more: something that hums and flows and resonates, knife or song by equal measure.

After recounting how she started to mentally synergize with her fireteam in the Darkness of the Moon, Eris concludes that the Darkness is not just the violence of the Sword Logic, but something more. "Knife or song by equal measure." A "song" being no more or less intrinsic to the Darkness than the Sword Logic isn't that far removed from "poetry" being winnowed down from less organized information. So I argue that the root of this mental synergy Eris experienced, this "something more" from which song and knife both stem... is reduction again. Reduction of the barriers between Eris's mind and her teammates', I would guess, and the same thing on a larger scale is probably how the Ecumene utilized the Darkness. Instead of slamming together countless different species of literally astronomical differences in biologies and histories and hoping for the best, they used the Darkness to "gloss"... to refine... to winnow all the wildly divergent perceptions and values into a common medium through which all partaking could see through each other's 'eyes' (literally or otherwise) and relate to one another.
Take all that in aggregate, and it seems to me that the Darkness's psychic aspects are neither 'deeper' in the Darkness than the violent, Sword-adjacent aspects nor entirely removed from how the Darkness was presented before Lightfall. Rather, both are just outgrowths of its truly fundamental nature as reduction, whether that reduction is absolute in pursuit of the Final Shape or measured for the purposes of psychic unions like the Ecumene.
TL;DR - I propose that consciousness in Destiny derives from the Darkness, as a paracausal embodiment of the user illusion principle, reducing the mathematics that form the cosmos objectively into the semiotics and qualia through which most intelligent beings (excluding the Vex) perceive it subjectively. And that further reduction of the differences in consciousness between individuals is the mechanism behind the Darkness's constructive uses.

Have you ever had the experience of swearing you saw something at the edge of your vision, peering at you from around a corner before? I’m fairly sure a good chunk of people have, maybe even you reading this right now. Regardless of whether you’re in a crowded area such as a mall or school, or home by yourself, you’ve more than likely had that strange sensation of being watched, usually accompanied by a slight shiver down your spine. You’ll snap your head up from whatever it is you’re doing, or whoever you’re talking to. And nothing will be there. But, you always swear that, at the very edge of your vision, you saw something. A slight blur, as if something was there, but seemed to anticipate your move, and pulled back out of sight. I’m fairly certain most of you just end up shaking it off. You shake your head, telling yourself that nothing was there, and go back to what you were doing.
That’s a good thing. Because it’s what keeps you safe. It’s what keeps you alive.
Like many of you, for years, I always wrote seeing the slight blur at the edge of my sight off as a trick of my eyes. “Being so focused on one particular area that the rest of your vision goes fuzzy” as my mother once told me when I, as a child, told her I’d seen something at the doorway to my bedroom. And as I grew older, I simply took it as fact, the way every child takes their parent’s wisdom to heart. And once I became an adult, I simply waved it away completely.
That was, until one night.
You see, as a thirty-something year old bachelor who makes just above the line of adequate pay, I live by myself in a small, one bedroom apartment. It means having to live farther out from the city where I work, but I prefer living alone over not having to make the rather long drive to and from work every day. And, because my free time during the day is close to zero, I also am a bit of a night owl. This particular night, about three and a half weeks ago, I was up late, sitting at my kitchen table with my laptop out in front of me. I was surfing the net, looking for good deals on EBay for a new DVD/VCR combo since my old one broke, when the feeling came over me. The small, but noticeable shiver shot up my spine, and at the upper edge of my vision, just below where my hair began to drift into my eyes, I saw it.
It was a black and silver blur. At least, that’s what it looked like to me. I lifted my head quickly, looking towards the corner I’d seen it. My kitchen is in the back of the apartment, and where the table is set up, I was looking back out into the living room. The bedroom also sits next to the kitchen, and the wall separating the two stretches out a bit, causing a rather large blind spot from where I sat. Of course, when I looked up, there was nothing there. For a few more seconds, I simply sat, staring at the corner. Nothing moved. There was no sound except for the quiet whine of my laptop’s fan, and the hum of the fridge. I snorted. Really, Eddie? You’re jumping at shadowy blurs now? What are you, eight years old again? And with a shake of my head, I went back to the computer screen.
The hours seemed to pass by at an accelerated pace, and to my surprise, when I checked the clock at the bottom right of my laptop screen, the time said quarter to three in the morning. “Holy crap, I stayed up too friggin’ late!” I whispered to myself. I’d barely be getting four or five hours of sleep. And so, with a yawn, I shut my computer down and put it back into its carrying bag. As I stood up, though, a slight feeling of apprehension wiggled its way to the forefront of my mind. I lifted my head from zipping up the bag and again stared at the corner. This time there was nothing there. No blur at all. Recalling what my mother had told me years ago, I stood up and slowly stepped into the center of the kitchen, where I could see around the corner. I felt a small pang of embarrassment at the relief that washed over me as I saw nothing was there.
“What next, you gonna start believing in the Easter Bunny and Santa Claus again?” I muttered to myself. And with that, I entered my bedroom, shutting the door behind me and climbing into bed. For a moment, the image of the blur danced behind my eyelids. And then the sandman overtook me, plunging me into a deep and dreamless sleep.
The next day passed by like I was wading through quicksand. Of course, it likely had to do with how tired I was. But I got through the day, and soon enough, I was back home. This time, I resolved to get to bed before midnight. One AM at the latest. So I didn’t go on my computer. Instead, I watched some TV, and indulged myself in a few online matches in Battlefield 1. Soon enough, the clock sitting next to the TV displayed 12:35 in big red numbers. Alright, time for bed, I thought, and stood up, shutting off the TV and Xbox. I decided that I would get myself a drink before bed, and moved to the fridge. Opening it, I pulled a pitcher of juice out, and grabbing a glass from a nearby cabinet, poured myself some. The cold liquid felt good sliding down my throat, and I let out a relieved sigh. For a moment, I closed my eyes. Apart from the sound of a diesel truck passing by outside, and the ticking of the clock over the sink, all was silent. And I loved it. I placed the glass in the sink to wash tomorrow, and turned to take the pitcher back to the fridge.
And nearly dropped it at what I saw. As I turned around, I had a clear view across the kitchen and living room toward the small alcove where my front door sat. And for just a second, I saw the same black and silver blur, pulling back out of sight from the edge of my vision. Except this time, I know it wasn’t just a trick of my vision, or a strand of hair flashing in front of my face. “Hey!” I reflexively yelled out. I didn’t expect any response, and I didn’t get any. But now I knew for certain. There was something, or someone there. I felt my pulse rapidly quicken, and my heart began to beat like a drum against my chest. Fucking great, did someone decide to break in and try to burgle my apartment, of all places tonight? I looked around quickly for something to defend myself. My eyes fell upon the block holding all my kitchen knives, and moving quickly, I pulled the largest one out and turned back towards the entryway.
There was no movement now, but I noticed a change in the atmosphere. Gone was the simple, vacant air the apartment always held. Now, it seemed to contain a charge to it. As if seeing the figure had been something they hadn’t planned on. As if I weren’t supposed to have seen it. Probably figured I’d already be in bed. Well, they have a massive surprise coming their way. I cleared my throat. “You back there” I called out simply. Again, there was no reply. I spoke again. “Look, I saw you there peeking around the corner of the entryway. The jig is up. I don’t want a fight right now, so, I’ll make you a deal. If you turn around right now and leave, I won’t call the cops on you, and I won’t come at you with this knife. Just, go find someone else to rob, okay?”
Still, there was silence. But the tension in the room seemed to have racked up more than a few notches at my words. I waited for a minute, feeling my temper begin to flare. Does the dumbass seriously believe that if he stays quiet, I’ll believe he’s not there and go to bed or something? It wouldn’t be a surprise; the people who usually broke into houses and apartments in my neighborhood were usually strung out on the drug of choice for the week, or, in all truthfulness, simply not that bright. I let out an annoyed growl. “If I have to come over there to get, it’s not gonna end well for you” I said. At six feet even, and in good shape, I could easily take on whoever it was.
The silence was almost deafening. Okay, the hell with this, man. I strode quickly across the room, the knife held out in front of me in a vice like grip. I stopped for a moment, drawing in all my strength and reflexes. For a moment, though, an odd sensation seemed to wash over me like a wave. To my surprise, it was a bolt of fear. But, fear of what? Yes, it was a bit dangerous to about to confront a cornered intruder, but fear shouldn’t be one of the experienced emotions. Shaking it away, I put all the muscle into my legs, and leapt around the corner.
There was nobody there.
For a moment, I simply stood there, feeling dumbfounded. “Uhhh….what?” I blurted out. I knew for a fact I’d seen someone there. It hadn’t been a trick of my eyes. And I hadn’t heard the front door open. In fact, looking down at it now, I saw the little knob on the door handle was, in fact, twisted into the locked position. As I stared down at it, a sudden, huge shiver rushed up my spine, combined with the feeling of being stared at intensely. In fact, it almost felt as though whoever were doing the staring, were almost directly behind me-shit!
On instinct, I whirled around, slashing out with the knife as hard as I could. But again, there was nothing. No one stood behind me. The oddest thing, though, was that as soon as I spun around, the feeling of eyes boring into the back of my skull ceased. As if the watcher had simply blinked out of existence the moment I turned. But the tension in the apartment didn’t go away. In fact, it almost seemed to intensify. And it kept me on edge. Enough to the point that I searched the entire apartment. I went into the bathroom, drawing back the shower curtain. I went into my bedroom and opened up the sliding doors to the closet. I even opened up both closets in the living room, pulling out all the coats and boxes someone could hide behind. But I found nothing. No trace of anybody. Even still, though, when I went to bed, I locked the door to my bedroom behind me, just in case. And I slept with the knife on my bedside table.
The next morning, when I awoke, the feeling had vanished from the apartment. It was almost as if the daylight had banished the tension filled aura away, and I was glad for it. Along with the fact that I had a full day of work ahead of me. And so, with a final look around, I locked the front door behind me, climbed into my old, but well taken care of Mitsubishi Starion, and made the two and a half hour drive into the city for work. The day passed by without much fuss, aside from a mandatory team meeting my dickhead boss decided to impose on us during our lunch break. The monotony calmed me down somewhat, and I began to mentally tease myself for how bent out of shape I’d gotten last night. I even decided to tell some of the guys at the water cooler about it.
Everyone, of course, had a good laugh over it. “Well, Ed, if I ever need someone to slice away at the dark emptiness of my house, I’ll be sure to give you a call!” Mark, one of my coworkers joked, causing everyone, including myself, to guffaw some more. The joking shoved it completely out of my mind, and before I knew it, the evening had arrived. I packed up my belongings back into the car and made the journey back home, still chuckling a bit to myself and humming along to the songs playing on the car’s radio. As I pulled into my apartment building’s parking lot and into my space at close to ten at night, however, I saw something which tore away that relaxed, relieved emotion from me like it’d been a loved one in the grip of a tsunami.
My complex is set up in a U formation with two floors, sort of similar to how an older built motel looks. My apartment was the second one on the top floor, and from where I sat in my car, I could look up and see the living room window of my place between the slats of the walkway’s railing. As I always did, when I left, I’d twisted shut the white venetian blinds so nobody walking past the window could look into my place.
Someone was peering down at me from between the blinds. From between my blinds.
I felt my blood turn to ice as I saw the obvious parting in the middle of them, signifying someone was pulling down on a section of them. And then doubly so when they, just as quickly, snapped back into position. Shitttt, I mentally hissed. I fumbled around in my coat pockets, looking for my cell phone. I let out a groan as I suddenly realized I’d forgotten it when I’d left home that morning. Which meant it was up there. With them. “Shit” I hissed again, out loud this time. I gazed around for a moment at the darkened windows of the other units. But I knew none of my neighbors would be of any help to me. Long gone were the days of neighbors looking out for each other; they would, inevitably, tell me to either find a way to call the cops myself, or straight up tell me to go fuck myself, that it wasn’t their problem. Which, unless I wanted to drive straight to my local police station, over twenty minutes away, the only other option was…to go in myself.
Hissing through gritted teeth, I pulled the door handle and kicked the door open, letting the chilly night air flood into the car’s interior. I reached down and yanked on the trunk release before climbing out and slamming the door. Crossing to it, I pulled the glass hatch up and fumbled around inside for a moment, before withdrawing a tire iron from the mess of crap cluttering up the trunk. Slamming the hatch closed, I took a deep breath, then, leaving my car’s engine running in case I needed to make a quick getaway, I took the stairs to the top floor two at a time. A moment later, I was standing at the head of the landing, staring at the Tweety-Bird yellow painted door of my apartment. My heart pounded in my chest as I took a step forward, reaching out slowly and gripping the handle in one hand. I gave it a small twist to see if it would turn.
But it stayed in place, showing that the door was still locked. Or, whoever’s in there locked it behind them. Swallowing a bit, I reached into my pants pocket for my house keys with my free hand. Pulling them out, I slid them as quietly as possible into the lock in the center of the doorknob. I took a deep breath, knowing as soon as I twisted the key, the doorknob would turn with it as well. “God, please don’t let me get jumped as soon as I step inside” I quietly whispered towards the dark sky. I let out the deep breath, then raised the tire iron over my head and twisted the key.
The knob turned, and I immediately pushed the door open. It swung inwards, before hitting the wall with a soft clunk. The porch light cast a long, narrow shaft of light into the dark room beyond, reflecting off my flat screen TV on the far side of the living room. Aside from that, though, the place was as dark and silent as a tomb. My pulse quickened as I slowly reached inside, my hand searching for the light switch. Part of my feared that, as I blindly searched, I’d suddenly feel a vice like grip seize my wrist and pull me into the dark. The mental image sent a shiver of fear through me, just as my fingers found the plastic switch. Flicking it on, the living room suddenly became awash in the bright overhead light. Still holding the tire iron over my head, I took a tentative step inside. The atmosphere in here had changed again. Gone was the tense one which had accompanied seeing…whoever the other night. In its place was….an almost threatening one. And realizing it set me even farther on edge.
Moving quickly, I leaned around the corner, giving me a glimpse of the kitchen beyond. Both it, and the living room were empty, from initial appearances, anyways. But that still left the bathroom, and the kitchen. Something caught my eye, however, which filled me with relief. My cell phone still sat where I’d left it, in the middle of the living room coffee table. I moved slowly, trying to stay as quiet as possible so whoever was hidden wouldn’t realize I was going for my phone and bum rush me. I held my breath as I passed by the half open doors of both my bathroom and bedroom, stepping around the couch and picking up my phone. I decided right there and then, that I’d step back outside and call the cops. There was a fine line between being courageous, and being suicidally stupid, and searching this place on my own, with just a tire iron to defend myself, especially knowing someone was hiding somewhere in here, was firmly on the latter side of that line.
I turned to begin walking quickly back to the open front door. But something stopped me. Something which made me freeze. There was a small section of eggshell white wall between the door to one of my closets, and the bathroom door. Something had been written there. No, not written, I realized. It had been scratched into the wall. My eyes flashed over the three words etched into the paint and plaster. Videre nos potest. My head swam with confusion, trying to place what language it was. That was when I felt my heart almost stop in my chest, my breath along with it.
Out of the left corner of my vision, I saw the door to my bedroom had slowly, but noticeably swung open a bit. That wasn’t what had caused my heart to skip a beat, though. It was seeing the black and silver blur again. Ohhhhh, shit. Before the thought had finished in my head, I was dashing for the door. Out of the corner of my vision, there was a sudden blur of movement as the black and silver figure came flying out of the room. It never made a sound, though. I dodged it, somehow, and flew around the corner, snatching the doorknob in my free hand and yanking the door shut behind me. Twisting the keys to the right to lock the door again, I tore them from the lock and thundered back down the stairs, yanking the door to my car open and crashing into the driver’s seat. Slamming the door shut and locking it, I dropped the tire iron and fumbled with my phone.
As the voice of the emergency dispatcher came on the other end of the line, and I stumbled through explaining what had happened, I kept my gaze locked through the windshield on the front door and the living room window. I swear I saw the blinds part again as I heard the wail of the police sirens approaching.
When the police arrived, I jumped out of my car and quickly explained what had happened. They took my house keys from me and with their pistols drawn, climbed quickly up the steps to my place. With neighbors opening their doors and parting their blinds to see what was happening, they unlocked the door and quickly entered. A few minutes later, they both reappeared and waved for me to come up and join them. “I’m sorry sir, but whoever it was, they’re gone” one of them said to me. He then showed me that the window in the back of the apartment, which was in the back of the kitchen and opened out onto a main road, had been opened, the mosquito screen having been cut to allow someone to jump out. I stared out and down at the two story drop. It would hurt to jump from this height, but it’s doable, I thought. The cops again did a sweep of the apartment, turning the entire place upside down with me there, and again, found no one. They both promised to stay the night outside, to keep an eye on the place in case the person attempted to try and come back, and would make sure an officer was posted outside for the next week or so. It made me feel more than a bit better.
“What about the writing scratched into the wall?” I asked them, pointing to it. The first officer shrugged. “I honestly don’t know, sir” he said, giving me an apologetic look, “That’s a language I’ve never seen before” That’s when the second spoke up. “It’s Latin” he said simply. We both looked at him. He was staring at the writing with a bit of a confused, if not apprehensive look on his face. “But what freaking low level criminal knows Latin?” he murmured quietly, more to himself than us. “Well, what does it say?” I asked him. For a few seconds, he didn’t answer, then he finally turned and looked at me.
“He can see us. That’s, roughly, what it says”
I felt a massive chill shoot up my spine at his words, though I couldn’t understand why. Not at the time.
As promised, the officers watched over the apartment the rest of the night. And for the next week, there was always at least one cop car sitting outside. It was also, thankfully, quiet that next week. I was almost able to feel completely calm, putting the frightening experience out of my mind and allowing my life to regain a bit of normalcy. I didn’t feel any sensation of being watched. One thing I did do, though, was type the Latin words into Google, in an attempt to see if anything came up. But nothing did. I decided to push the last remnants out of my conscious mind. And as the weekend came, I looked forward to sitting on the couch, playing video games all night, and having a bottle of Hypnotiq to myself. Saturday night, I played until almost one in the morning, before stumbling my drunk ass to the bed. I passed out almost as soon as my head hit the pillow.
I’m honestly not sure what woke me up. But when I slid my eyes open, it was still to darkness. I felt my head begin to spin, showing that I wasn’t fully sober yet. I shot a look at the bright red glowing numbers of the clock on the bedside table next to my head. 3:30AM. Ugh, what the hell? Do I have to piss? What woke me u-
Everything stopped. My mind froze mid-thought, and my heart fluttered in my chest. My breath hitched in my chest as my eyes adjusted to the dark, staring across the room. I was looking at my bedroom closet, which, when I’d fallen asleep, I’d looked over and seen it closed. But now, as I stared, I realized the sliding right door had been pulled back some. A chill ran through me. And then it was replaced by a bone chilling shiver of fear as my eyes locked on to something else. Something which stared at me from around the edge of the half open closet door.
It was the black and silver blur. Except this time, it wasn’t a full on blur. I’m not sure whether it was the darkness or the alcohol still flowing through my veins, but…I could see it a bit more clearly now. I couldn’t see much. Just what looked like two large, very dark eyes, glaring at me. I felt frozen in place, fear quite literally paralyzing me to the bed. As I lay there, my eyes widened to the size of saucers, I slowly became aware of something else. Something which I’ll never forget, which I can still hear in the silence. It was whispering. It was a soft, hissing voice, sounding as grating as sandpaper, but it almost seemed to be growing in intensity. As if it knew I was awake and was staring at it. And it was not even remotely happy about it. The words were indistinguishable at first, but as the voice grew louder, the words became clear. But they weren’t words I knew. Or a language I knew.
“Tolle qui nos videre potest. Tolle qui nos videre potest. Tolle…qui nos videre potest!” I recognized some of the words as the same as the words written on my wall. It was speaking in Latin. The voice grew angrier and angrier, turning from a hiss into almost a demonic growl. And then, it went deadly silent. It almost seemed as though the entire world had gone dead silent, as if everything were being sucked out of the world.
That’s when I saw the hand reach up from underneath the bed to grab onto the sheets, less than a foot from my face. A hand which more resembled a claw, tipped with five razor sharp fingernails. There’s more than one….and it’s under my fucking bed!
Seeing that hand…that claw reaching up from under the bed broke the paralyzing hold that had come over me. I flew up in bed, flinging the sheets up and forwards and letting out an involuntary scream. Instantly, there seemed to be a world of motion in the bedroom. Black and silver blurs seemed to appear from everywhere. From the closet, from under the bed. Even from inside my armoire I used to store candy, books and CDs. And they were all coming for me.
But I was already moving, practically flying for my open bedroom door. Behind me, I caught the blurs following after me. They were terrifyingly fast, but they stayed silent. Silent, that is, except for the mantra they all suddenly began to angrily whisper. The same words I’d heard the one in the closet angrily hiss. “Tolle qui nos videre potest!” they chanted, just loud enough for me to hear. But not enough for anyone else in the complex to. I ran through the bedroom door, grabbing it and slamming it shut behind me. A moment later, I felt the push from the other side as whatever the things were attempted to force it open. Looking around, I spied a kitchen chair within reach and grabbed it, forcing it under the handle to block the door.
I knew it wouldn’t hold for long, though. I could hear the creatures practically throwing themselves at the door. I used the time I had to grab my computer bag, along with the clothes I’d left strewn on my living room floor and my cell phone. I’d just snatched my car keys from their hook, when I realized they’d gone silent. The assault on the door stopped. For a split second, I felt a wave of relief. And then I saw something out of the corner of my eye from the kitchen. My blood turned to ice as I realized the cabinet doors under the sink were beginning to open. And that demonic growl of a mantra was beginning to pour out from under it. So was my bathroom door. And both closets. “Oh, fuck me” I whimpered, then dashed for my door, snatching up my sneakers as they rushed out from their new hidey holes.
I unlocked and threw the door open, dashing out into the night and yanking it shut behind me. Bolting down the steps, I jammed the key into the door of my car and unlocked it. I piled into the driver’s seat and yanked the door shut, slamming down on the lock button. Forcing the key into the ignition and twisting it, the engine roared to life. I knew I should simply call the cops, but I knew at this point, if I did, when they arrived, they’d all have disappeared. Maybe even make it look like another person had jumped out the window again They're THAT smart. Instead, I jammed the shifter into reverse and peeled out of the parking lot. As I left, I saw the blinds part again. As they watched me go.
I haven’t been back to my apartment in weeks. I drove all through the night, fighting back the waves of nausea from the alcohol still in my system until I made it to the city where I work. I rented a motel room, and ever since then, I’ve been staying there. I figured I could just eventually have movers go and collect my things from the apartment, and give my thirty day notice. There was no way I was ever going back there.
I thought I would be safe in the city. I thought I would be safe anywhere else but my apartment. That they were bound to the place.
I was wrong. So very wrong.
Because I’ve started seeing them everywhere now. I’ve seen them while out in crowded places such as the mall or Wal-Mart. I’ve seen them in my coworker’s houses when I’m invited over by them as they tell me they’re concerned about how I’m beginning to act. I’m even seeing them at work. Peering at me from around the corners of hallways, from behind the water cooler. I’ve even caught them glaring at me from around the corner of my office cubicle. They whisper that horrible Latin mantra to themselves, now added with evil chuckles. And whisper it to me. I ended up entering the phrase into Google Translate, to understand what they were saying. But wish I never had. Because knowing meaning of the words fills me with an existential dread and terror I’ve never felt before.
Take away he who can see us
You need to listen to me now. You, reading this account I’m posting. I don’t know what these creatures are. I wish I did, because then, I might have some way of fighting back against them. I don’t even know what they fully look like. I’ve only seen their eyes. And their clawed hands. The only thing I can deduce, is that they are incalculably old. Centuries old. Maybe even eons. I now understand that those blurs I saw all throughout my life, from the corner of my vision, were them. They’ve lived alongside us for all of humanity’s existence, staying just out of sight. They like it that way. They don’t like us humans knowing about them.
But I know others, not just myself, have likely seen them.
How many strange cases of people disappearing in their homes, with all the doors and windows locked from the inside have you heard about. I know I’ve heard more than a few. And I think I know what happened to them. They saw these creatures. And when they realized the people could see them? They came for them. They wore them down, mentally and physically. Like they’re doing to me now. I’m afraid to fall asleep. Afraid I’ll wake up to see them right in front of me. I feel so weak now. I couldn’t fight them off if I tried. They know that. They knew that about the others. And that’s when they dragged them away….to God only knows where.
I know I'm going to find out soon enough.
Because all of today, they’ve been getting closer. I caught one trying to grab my leg under my desk. That wasn’t the scariest encounter I’ve had. The worst was driving back to the motel. Looking in the rear view mirror of my Starion. And seeing one of them glaring at me from just behind the rear seat. It caused me to nearly crash into a telephone pole. I’ve locked myself in my motel room, which is where I’m writing this. I don’t have much time left. They’re beginning to poke their heads out from everywhere in here. Multiple have popped their heads up from under the bed, watching me frantically typing this out on my laptop. And they’re all laughing at me. Today is when they're going to take me. They know I know that. I can’t do anything more now. I can’t run from them anymore. I’m too tired. Too weak.
But I can do one final thing. I can warn you. I can post this account of this here as a warning. I know for a fact most of you won’t believe me. And that’s fine. It may even be what saves you in the end.
But please, listen to me when I say this. If you ever think you see something peering at you from around a corner? If you ever catch a glimpse of a black and silver blur disappearing just out of sight? Don’t investigate it. Just ignore it. Tell yourself it’s nothing, and go about with your lives.
Because you don’t ever want them to realize you can see them.

above text says it all. a friend and i are looking for a mostly pve server with the exception of pvp in mill bases and possibly other designated areas. no offline raiding and slightly turned up loot spawns. we have had bad experiences on other private servers with them not really being as advertised or eventually turning toxic. were just looking for a chill community with no bs or drama because we just wanna treat the game more like a pve game with other people but were sick and tired of constant kos. we have both been playing the game on and off for like 5+ years and have never had a place to call home unless you count public servers as being a home. like i said we have been burned before by private servers and just want a chill mostly pve experience.

I’m like 98% sure I don’t have OCD, bc like I’d probably be diagnosed by now but who knows? But still, probably not. However, my nit picky , perfectionist brain gets really annoying sometimes, and I like really need to talk abt it , for advice on how to like stop, and resist these stupid thoughts, and urges.
For example, everything I do has to be in the intervals of 15 min. Eg 6:00, 6:15, 6:30, 6:45, 7:00. (Except sleeping, in which case it’s every 30 min, 6:00, 6:30, 7:00) if so much as 1 min passes, I have to wait until I get to one of my times. This is really annoying because it promotes procrastination.I will be like dying tired, trying to go to sleep at 9:30, but I check the time and it turned 9:31, so I have to wait until 10. It’s miserable but it’s impossible to not do.
Also, I have to eat every food in a specific order. for example, I eat fruit loops in rainbow order (obvi) and this applies with every cereal, and candy. It is really annoying but at the same time, it makes me really upset when I don’t do it, and I will do whatever it takes to eat my food in the right order.
Also, I have to wash my hair twice, or else I will literally feel like disgusting and greasy for the rest of the day, super annoying and idk but it’s probably not good for my hair. I did it once and I am not able to stop and I hate it.
I have more, but If I includEd it all, this post would be super long. Idk this is a vent but feel free to give me advice or comment. Again, I most likely do not have OCD, but I’m still an Annoying af perfectionist

NA 1994 1.8L with 80k miles. No scratches or dents, clean paint. Soft top with no leaks, tan soft top and interior on classic red paint. 5spd manual. MP62 supercharger on a power card setup from power card pro. Full exhaust headers back. TDR Roll bars. Yonoka coil overs. XXR wheels. New clutch with under 3k miles. Working radio, working AC, working speakers except for one that is currently removed but comes with the car. 4 extra tires(medium wear) also come with the car.
Runs and drives, but runs rough. I’ve been trying to diagnose the problem for a year but have been at school most of the time I own it so mostly has been sitting or in the hands of multiple shops, who also haven’t been able to pinpoint the problem.
Has lifter tick and a heavy idle surge that is worsened by any activation of electronics in the car. Frequently stalls itself out after coming out of geato a stop.
It could be as simple a fix as the air ratio being off(I have no AFR so couldn’t tune/test that myself), a vacuum leak, or a loose wire. Or it could be a more major electrical problem stemming from the power card setup. Either way I don’t have the skills necessary to fix it, nor do I have the time to research it as a college student. So this could be a great car for a knowledgeable person, but I feel like I’d have trouble selling it for a decent price to just the average joe.
Here is an example close to mine from ‘21 except it actually ran well. Sold for 9k: https://carsandbids.com/auctions/r4Z4NJlx/1994-mazda-mx-5-miata

Hi. I've been using the sshto script/dialog for some time now and really enjoy using it.
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I also use Kitty browser, and tend to use a "kitten" when ssh'ing to production machines so that my terminal's color scheme changes. This way I can quickly differentiate between production/mission-critical machines and ones that aren't so I'm less likely to make a stupid mistake on a production host.
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I have been able to do this so far by putting all these hosts under a single group and then I modified sshto's go_to_target function to launch a kitten when the target is a member of that group. It only works if I have the view filtered by that group, though, and it also prevents me from categorizing hosts like I'd like.
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I had the idea to add a tag to these devices in the ssh conf files, probably something like PROD# after the host description (ex. Host prod-serv1 #Primary Server#PROD#). But, picky jerk that I am, I don't want to see this tag in the dialog list. Or if I have to see the tag I'd like to move it to it's own column. IDK how to do this.
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I've tried adding the tag and then stripping it out of the displayed description by way of regex, but it seems that the go_to_target function is actually using strictly what's visible in the dialog, so if it's not visible I can't use it to choose behavior. So then I though about adding a third column, something like a one-character flag (ex. Host prod-serv1 #Primary Server#P#), but I can't figure out how to modify the dialog to add this extra column. Every way I've tried either makes no difference or shows the additional data but still only displays two columns so all the data gets out of line. Can anybody provide any suggestions on how I could achieve either of these goals?
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I posted in the sshto github as well, but in my tinkering and research I've seen several discussions around sshto and thought somebody may have some ideas here and I wouldn't have to bug the developer with a feature that I'm possibly the only person interested in. (Github post)

I need help deciding something, so I was bored, and I wrote kind of a Director script of an anime I also have an illustrator’s guide and a voice actor script, but the more I read it the more it sounds like a book. I was wondering if anyone could help me decide if I should turn it into a book or see if I should try to make it into a animated series if a Japanese company does not get involved if it is successful. and if anyone would donate to this “Anime” So here is the first episode, and or chapter. You can vote at the bottom.
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Scene 1: A Serene Morning - Masaru's Home
Setting: A cozy tatami-floored dining area with low tables and cushions. Soft morning light filters through sliding shoji doors, creating a peaceful ambiance. The room is adorned with minimalistic decorations that reflect a blend of traditional and modern Japanese aesthetics.
Characters: - Masaru Hiroshi: A young man in his late teens, radiating a calm and focused aura. He is dressed in casual attire, ready to start his day.

• Mom: Masaru's caring and nurturing mother. She moves gracefully, serving breakfast dishes that showcase the flavors of Japanese cuisine.
  
• Dad: Masaru's supportive and wise father. He wears a relaxed expression, engaging in conversation with his son.
  

Scene Description: The scene opens with Masaru entering the dining area, greeted by the comforting aroma of freshly brewed tea and the subtle fragrance of traditional Japanese breakfast dishes. He smiles warmly at his parents.
Masaru: (cheerfully) Good morning, Mom. Good morning, Dad.
Mom: (with affection) Ohayou gozaimasu, Masaru. Sit down, breakfast is ready.
Masaru takes a seat on a cushion, appreciating the spread of tamago (Japanese omelette), tsukemono (pickled vegetables), and miso soup on the table.
Mom gracefully gets up and reaches for the teapot, pouring steaming tea into Masaru's cup.
Dad: (casually) Masaru, have you decided what you'll be doing today?
Masaru: (thoughtfully) I'm considering helping Mrs. Tanaka with her garden. She could use an extra pair of hands.
Mom returns to her seat, her eyes filled with pride.
Mom: (supportive) That's wonderful, Masaru. Helping others is a true reflection of your character.
Dad: (nodding) Remember, son, the willingness to lend a hand cultivates empathy and strengthens our bonds with the community.
Masaru: (grateful) Thank you, Mom and Dad. Your guidance means the world to me. I'll make sure to assist Mrs. Tanaka to the best of my abilities.
They share a moment of shared understanding, savoring the tranquil morning and the comfort of their familial bonds.
Masaru finishes his breakfast, expressing his appreciation to his parents before preparing for the day ahead.
Masaru: (grateful) Thank you for the delicious meal, Mom. Thank you for your wise words, Dad. I'll see you both later.
End of Scene 1.
Scene two
Scene 2: Masaru's Morning Routine - A Day Begins
Setting: Masaru's bedroom, a reflection of his personality and interests. The room has a blend of traditional and modern elements, with minimalistic decor. The morning sunlight filters through the shoji screens, casting a gentle glow on the room.
Characters: - Masaru Hiroshi: The main character, a young and determined individual. He is dressed in comfortable pajamas, carrying his clothes for the day and wearing a robe. - Inu: Masaru's loyal and playful Shiba Inu dog. Inu looks up at Masaru with adoring eyes.
Scene Description: The scene opens in Masaru's serene bedroom. The room exudes a sense of tranquility, with light wooden flooring and sliding shoji screens allowing soft rays of morning sunlight to illuminate the space.
Masaru stands by his bed, a platform-style bed with a pristine white sheet. He is dressed in comfortable pajamas, the fabric loosely hugging his form. In his hands, he holds his clothes for the day, neatly folded and ready for wear.
With a determined yet calm expression, Masaru carefully selects his outfit, meticulously considering his choice. He slips out of his pajamas, revealing a glimpse of his physique, before smoothly sliding into his daytime attire.
Feeling refreshed from a good night's sleep, Masaru walks towards the en suite bathroom adjoining his room. The bathroom features a modern design, with clean lines and a glass-enclosed shower area.
Inside the shower, the warm water cascades over Masaru's body, rejuvenating him for the day ahead. The sound of water droplets creates a soothing ambiance, as he takes a moment to cleanse both his body and mind.
After his invigorating shower, Masaru steps out of the bathroom, steam lightly clinging to his skin. He reaches for a comfortable robe hanging by the door, slipping it on with a smooth motion. The soft fabric envelopes him, providing a sense of warmth and ease.
Returning to his bedroom, Masaru walks over to a corner of the room where Inu eagerly awaits him. He kneels down, gently petting the Shiba Inu's head, exchanging affectionate glances.
Masaru: (warmly) Take care, Inu. I'll see you later.
Inu barks softly, their bond evident in their connection.
With a sense of readiness, Masaru stands up, his gaze sweeping across the room to ensure he has gathered everything he needs for the day. A desk with a few books and a small shelf housing a collection of samurai figurines catch his eye momentarily.
Satisfied that he has all he requires, Masaru turns his attention towards the door. He takes a step forward, pausing briefly to appreciate the familiarity and comfort of his personal sanctuary.
Masaru walks out of his room and makes his way downstairs, the sound of his footsteps echoing in the hallway. As he descends, he catches glimpses of his parents in the living area, each engrossed in their morning routines.
Masaru: (casual) Mom. Dad.
Mom looks up from her activity, her face lighting up with a warm smile.
Mom: Masaru. Have a great day!
Dad glances up from his newspaper, his expression reflecting a mix of pride and support.
Dad: Take care, son. Make it count!
Masaru nods appreciatively, acknowledging their words of encouragement. He continues his stride towards the front door, a subtle determination in his step.
Closing the front door behind him, Masaru steps out into the world, greeted by the embrace of a new day. The possibilities stretch out before him, and he's ready to seize them with
Scene 3: Masaru's Serendipitous Discovery
[The scene begins with Masaru leaving his house, his destination being Mrs. Tanaka's garden, which lies beyond the city market. He walks along the familiar path, lost in his own thoughts.]
Masaru (muttering to himself): Alright, time to head to Mrs. Tanaka's garden. Gotta take this route through the market. Wonder what kind of chaos awaits me there today.
[As Masaru walks, he notices a side street veering off from the main path. Intrigued by the allure of the unknown, he decides to deviate from his usual route.]
Masaru: Huh, a different path this time. It seems less traveled, yet there's something enchanting about it. Let's see where it leads.
[He ventures down the narrow street, leaving behind the bustling sounds of the city market. The path meanders through a lush landscape, revealing a tranquil pond adorned with cherry blossom trees. A sense of peace envelops Masaru as he gazes in awe at the breathtaking beauty before him.]
Masaru (whispering to himself): A hidden gem amidst the hustle and bustle—a peaceful pond embraced by cherry blossoms. Its serene atmosphere captivates my senses, drawing me further into its charm.
[In the heart of the pond, a small bamboo forest emerges, creating a magical scene that feels like a secret sanctuary. Masaru stands in awe, marveling at the harmony between the delicate cherry blossoms and the sturdy bamboo stalks, as if nature itself has crafted a wondrous masterpiece.]
Masaru (amazed): Such a beautiful combination of grace and strength. How is it that this hidden oasis remains undiscovered by so many? It's like stepping into a realm untouched by the chaos beyond.
[As he walks along the path surrounding the pond, Masaru's sharp instincts guide him towards a rare and elusive creature—a magnificent rabbit with fur as white as freshly fallen snow. With his exceptional stealth and agility, Masaru silently approaches the rabbit, capturing it with impressive dexterity.]
Masaru (whispering to the rabbit): Your elegance matches the serenity of this hidden pond. Allow me to admire your presence for a brief moment.
[Examining the rabbit in his hands, Masaru takes in the intricate patterns of its fur, the gleam in its eyes, and the gentle rise and fall of its breathing. His admiration for the creature grows as he realizes the rarity of such an encounter.]
Masaru (in awe): The world holds its breath when you appear, a living testament to nature's beauty. I am grateful to have crossed paths with you.
[With great care, Masaru releases the rabbit back into the freedom of the surrounding landscape. As it bounds away, disappearing into the lush foliage, Masaru smiles, his heart filled with gratitude for the connection he shared with the creature.]
Masaru (grateful): Farewell, my exquisite friend. May your journey be filled with endless wonder and the allure of unexplored paths.
[Inspired by his encounter with the rabbit and the hidden wonders of the pond, Masaru continues his journey towards the city market, anticipation filling his heart. He moves forward, eager to uncover the stories and encounters that await him in the vibrant marketplace.]
Masaru (determined): The city market beckons, a realm of vibrant energy and untold tales. But the memory of this hidden sanctuary will forever be etched in my mind—a testament to the extraordinary wonders that lie just beyond the beaten path.
Scene 4: The City Market
[INT. CITY MARKET - DAY]
Masaru finally arrives at the bustling city market. The atmosphere is lively, filled with colorful stalls, chattering merchants, and the aroma of various foods. He walks through the market, nodding and waving to familiar faces, engaging in small talk with store owners.
MASARU Morning, Mr. Suzuki! How's business today?
MR. SUZUKI Masaru! Good to see you, my boy. Business is steady, thanks for asking. Say, have you seen those new spices I brought in?
MASARU Oh, I haven't checked them out yet, but I'll swing by later. They must be quite something!
Masaru continues his leisurely stroll through the market, enjoying the vibrant sights and sounds. He passes by a fruit stand and strikes up a conversation with the FRUIT MERCHANT.
MASARU Good morning! Those peaches look juicy today. How are they selling?
FRUIT MERCHANT Masaru, my friend! These peaches are flying off the shelves. Can't resist their sweetness. Want to try one?
MASARU Sure, I'll take one. Takes a bite Mmm, delicious as always.
As he walks further, he spots a SHOE VENDOR arranging a display of colorful shoes.
MASARU Morning! Any new styles in stock?
SHOE VENDOR Masaru, my man! Just got these sleek leather boots. Want to give them a try?
MASARU Maybe next time. They look impressive, though.
Masaru continues his journey through the bustling market, exchanging greetings and engaging in short conversations with various merchants. Their words blend with the lively ambiance, creating a tapestry of voices and activity.
As he walks, Masaru catches sight of a signpost indicating the direction to Mrs. Tanaka's garden. The familiarity of the garden tugs at his heart, reminding him of past visits filled with enchantment and tranquility.
MASARU (to himself) Ah, Mrs. Tanaka's garden... Always a haven of beauty and wonder.
With a renewed sense of excitement, Masaru quickens his pace, eager to reconnect with the serenity that awaits him in the familiar garden.
[END OF SCENE]
Scene 5: The Garden Conversation
[Setting: Mrs. Tanaka's Garden. Masaru enters the garden, greeted by the serene beauty and Mrs. Tanaka's warm presence. They sit down at a small table with cups of tea.]
Mrs. Tanaka: [Smiling warmly] Masaru, my dear, before we start working, let's take a moment to enjoy some tea together. So, have you given any thought to what you want to do for your future career?
Masaru: [Sipping his tea, thoughtful] To be honest, Mrs. Tanaka, I'm still unsure. There are so many possibilities, but none of them feel quite right. I've been volunteering to explore different paths, but I know that volunteering doesn't bring money.
Mrs. Tanaka: [Nodding understandingly] Ah, the practical side of things. It's true that we need to consider financial stability as well. However, let me share a different perspective with you. Money is important, but it should not be the sole measure of our success or fulfillment.
Masaru: [Curious] What do you mean?
Mrs. Tanaka: Volunteering may not bring immediate financial rewards, but it can enrich your life in other ways. It helps you develop skills, gain valuable experiences, and build connections with people who share your passions. Sometimes, the true value of a career lies in the impact we make and the joy it brings to our lives.
Masaru: [Contemplative] I've never thought about it that way. I've always been focused on finding a career that brings financial stability, but maybe there's more to it than just money.
Mrs. Tanaka: [Encouragingly] Indeed, Masaru. Follow your heart, pursue what brings you joy and fulfillment. Remember, a fulfilling career is a combination of your passions, values, and the positive impact you can make in the world.
[They continue their conversation over tea, delving deeper into Masaru's interests, dreams, and aspirations, as the tranquil garden surrounds them with its beauty and wisdom.]
Scene 6: The Garden
[The scene is set in Mrs. Tanaka's garden, where Masaru and Mrs. Tanaka are working together, collecting Kubocha squash. They have a pile of squash beside them. They both pause for a moment, catching their breath.]
Mrs. Tanaka: [Wiping her forehead] Ah, the Kubocha squash harvest is coming along nicely, Masaru. Your help is greatly appreciated.
Masaru: [Smiling] It's my pleasure, Mrs. Tanaka. I'm glad to be of assistance.
[They both resume their work, collecting more squash, their movements synchronized.]
Mrs. Tanaka: [Breaking the silence] Masaru, may I ask you a question?
Masaru: [Curious] Of course, Mrs. Tanaka. What's on your mind?
Mrs. Tanaka: [Thoughtful] Do you know what you want to do for your future career? Have you discovered your true calling yet?
Masaru: [Pausing, contemplating] Honestly, Mrs. Tanaka, I'm still uncertain. I haven't found my path yet.
Mrs. Tanaka: [Nodding] I understand. Sometimes, finding one's purpose can be a challenging journey. But let me tell you about one of my grandchildren. He's grown up to become one of the world's greatest swordsman.
Masaru: [Surprised] A swordsman? That sounds incredible. But how does one become a swordsman?
Mrs. Tanaka: [Smiling warmly] It's not just about swinging a blade, Masaru. It's a path of discipline, dedication, and protection. As a swordsman, you learn to wield a blade with precision and skill, defending what you hold dear.
Masaru: [Intrigued] I never thought of it that way. Tell me more.
Mrs. Tanaka: [Eagerly] Being a swordsman means more than just fighting. It's about protecting your beliefs, your village, and the people you care about. It requires physical strength, mental fortitude, and a strong sense of justice.
Masaru: [Absorbing the information] That's fascinating. But where would I even start?
Mrs. Tanaka: [Encouraging] I'm glad you're interested, Masaru. I happen to know the best swordsman master in history, renowned for his wisdom and skill. If you're willing, I can arrange a meeting for you. He can guide you on this incredible journey and teach you the ways of the sword.
[They continue working, picking up more squash, but now there's a sense of anticipation and excitement in the air.]
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Name: Acedia
Server: Mari (NA West)
Language: English
Description:
Hello people! Acedia is a PVE guild that's looking for friendly and active players who we can play and have fun with. We are looking for active, chill players who are willing to run raids with us and participate in guild events. To meet contribution requirements you will have to do weekly guild quests, donate, and/or participate in Guild Raid and Siege events. We have a Guild Discord that we use to communicate and sign up for various in-house raids. Please join it after joining the guild since it's our main form of communication. We house in-guild raids all the way up to Brelshaza Gate 6 and we try to group for other legion raids throughout the week as well. We always try to set up more in-game runs as new content releases and form prog groups for those interested. If you are new to Legion raids, please don't be afraid to join us and ask me or other officers to setup a learning party for you - we don't mind helping out with teaching mechanics and many of our guild mates are also equally willing to join to help out and have fun!We aim to build a community where people look forward to logging and playing the game! If you're ever in a LA slump, feel free to ask if we want to play other games since we do as well. Many of us use the server to just chat, play other games, and hang-out in general.Overall, we're just here to have fun and build bonds with one another and create memories.
Requirements:
Donate/aid with research
Join our Discord
T3 Mains ONLY (this is not an ALT guild, although you are allowed 1-2 ALTs upon request)
Ages 18+
If you are interested and wish to join, or have questions, feel free to DM me here on Reddit or discord (Syres#0682). I will try to get back to you as soon as in available. Have a wonderful day!

If I'm out at a restaurant, I consider a gratuity of 15% to be a bare minimum when it comes time to pay the bill. Even if service was shitty, that 15% minimum is basically a requirement for that server to actually get paid appropriately. Maybe the poor service quality was because they had a bad day, or they're new, or they're stressed about something else. I don't want to pass judgement on someone based on one interaction that we were forced into by circumstance as a customer and a server and everyone deserves to be compensated for their labor barring exceptional circumstances.
If the service was decent I go 20%. If it was good it's 25%. If they were exceptional in some capacity or if the bill isn't that much to begin with I'll tip up to 50%, although that's rare. I'm not very wealthy and I've never worked a service job but I just feel that it's a very thankless job and if I'm eating out I have the money to spare so why not?
I've only ever not tipped once. It was because I overheard the waiter call me a slur to another waiter as I was walking past the kitchen entrance to the bathroom.

Legacies RP is a growing community with the main goal of making our server a place where everyone can be whoever and whatever they want to be.
We wouldn’t be where we are without our dedicated staff and development team who are working non-stop to ensure you have the best possible content we can offer you.
We pride ourselves in listening to our community feedback to help the server move forward. Our staff team is engaged with the community and very dedicated to the server to ensure we offer the best content possible.
So… you want to see what it’s all about? Then jump on over to our Discord to begin your new journey!
WHAT DO WE OFFER?
Our city offers activities of all types for all of our citizens. Whether you are looking to answer the call of duty, or find your next “family”, we have many jobs to help you make your dreams come true!
While we will not reveal all that the city has to offer, here are some of the activities and jobs you can expect to experience
WHITELISTED JOBS
As most other communities, we have our fair share of whitelisted jobs! Whether you are looking to fight crime, save lives, or defend those innocent (until proven guilty), Legacies RP has plenty to offer!
All of our departments are fully functional with a full structure and chain of command, Standard Operating Procedures, and the chance to advance through ranks to develop your career!
Law Enforcement
Are you interested in a career in law enforcement?
We have two departments available for you to pursue a career as a law enforcement officer within the great state of San Andreas!
Both departments have opportunities to progress up the ranks for those wishing to make a proper career for themselves. There are also specialism opportunities in both departments for those wishing to hone their skills in certain areas such as high performance vehicles, SWAT, Aviation Policing and other avenues.
Do you have what it takes? Sign up today!
We have the Los Santos Police Department whose main responsibility is to police the city of Los Santos and protect its lawful citizens. Based out of the Mission Row station, your duties will see you patrol all aspects of the city from the lights and dazzle of Vinewood, the beaches of Vespucci and the mean streets of Southside.
We also have the Blaine County Sheriff’s Office who patrol the North of the state. Although a slower pace of life in the north, it’s certainly not quiet! The deputies of the BCSO patrol the entire county from the sleepy shores of Sandy to the busy industrial industry of Paleto Bay.
Department of Justice
Defend the innocent, prosecute the guilty or preside as a judge. At the San Andreas Department of Justice, we are always fully invested in any cases whether criminal or civil. You will be treated with the most respect and will be given a fair chance to win your case.
Our team is dedicated to providing you with full support from the moment you are hired onboard. Whether you have done DOJ roleplay before or not, there is a place for you! You can start as a paralegal for the defense or the prosecution and work your way to become a private lawyer or a prosecutor.
While there may be times where you will have to face your peers on the bench, we like to end all trials with drinks at a local bar to celebrate the wins (whether big or small).
So, what are you waiting for? Ready to fight for justice?
San Andreas Medical Administration
San Andreas Medical Administration (SAMA) is a governing body that oversees both the San Andreas Fire & Rescue and the Healthcare Network in San Andreas. SAMA is responsible for ensuring the delivery of top-quality fire and rescue services, as well as healthcare services, to the citizens of San Andreas.
The administration works closely with both organizations to ensure that the necessary resources and personnel are in place to handle emergencies and provide medical care to those in need. The administration also sets standards for training, equipment, and response procedures, and ensures that these standards are met and upheld.
In addition to its operational responsibilities, SAMA also plays a key role in the development of new programs and initiatives aimed at improving the fire and rescue and healthcare services offered in San Andreas. With a focus on collaboration and continuous improvement, SAMA is dedicated to providing the citizens of San Andreas with the highest quality fire and rescue and healthcare services possible.
Come see if you have what it takes to rescue the citizens of San Andreas!
PLAYER OWNED BUSINESS
We get it… fighting crime or defending others is not your cup of tea. You’d rather be your own boss, make your own hours, and tell others what to do. Well, you are in luck. The San Andreas Business Bureau is currently accepting applications for businesses of all types, from mechanics to taxi companies, and everything in between.
All business applications are reviewed by a trusted member of staff on a monthly basis and are accepted based on server demands.
And, hey, even if you don’t want to own your own business (too much paperwork, am I right?!), the player owned businesses below will be open on launch and may have something for you!
Benny's Original Motorworks
Benny’s Original Motorworks are specialists in vehicle performance, tuning and bodywork. Whether it’s a new engine or new set of rims, this is THE place for you!
They offer a seamless experience, and you can leave their garage confident that you were serviced by some of the best in the business!
Come on down to the Southside of Los Santos on Innocence Blvd, and show off your ride today!
BurgerShot
Have the munchies for some artery-clogging, food coma giving food? Come down to BurgerShot! Located at Vespucci Canals in Los Santos, they offer a variety of burgers, sandwiches, and side dishes. With new specials every 48 hours ranging from flash meal deals to discounts, you will always find something to satisfy your hunger!
Come see what the fuss is all about!
Redline Customs
Here at Redline Customs, we offer you the best auto repair service in the industry and are known for providing the best quality and the most personalized service. Using the most up-to-date tools and techniques along with our state-of-the-art workshop, no idea or project is too big!
It doesn’t matter if you’re the biggest OG on Southside or the Sheriff of the BCSO. We strive to make YOUR experience with us memorable. Currently offering everything from automotive repairs to a full workover inside and… out.
Look out for our membership packages coming out very soon, as they will offer a range of discounts and offers that are only available to Phreakyest customers who walk into our shop. Located on Carcer Way in Burton Los Santos, you cannot miss us. You don’t want to! We are currently looking to hire mechanics with excellent customer service to join our team.
Vanilla Unicorn
Welcome to The Vanilla Unicorn, The Next generation of VIP entertainment & Los Santos’ most elite exotic dancing club. The venue boasts a platinum experience, with beautiful women to cater for all your entertainment needs.
Set in luxurious surroundings, with our prestigious stage and bar area and lavish private dancing areas, visit us on Elgin Avenue next to the Olympic Freeway in Strawberry.
The Sandwich Bar
The Sandwich Bar is a small, unassuming sandwich shop located on West Eclipse Blvd in Los Santos.
Inside, the Sandwich Bar is quite cozy and features a counter where customers can order sandwiches and other food items. The menu includes a variety of sandwiches, salads, and other fast food items, all of which are made to order. The shop is staffed by friendly employees who take pride in their work and are happy to make recommendations or answer questions.
While the Sandwich Bar may not be the fanciest or most high-end eatery in Los Santos, it is a popular spot among locals who appreciate its affordable prices, tasty food, and laid-back atmosphere.
MacLerie's Irish Pub
Welcome to MacLerie's Irish Pub, a cozy and authentic Irish pub located in the heart of LosSantos. Our pub offers a warm and inviting atmosphere, traditional Irish food and drinks, good music, and a friendly staff. Whether you're a local looking for a place to unwind after work or a tourist searching for an authentic Irish experience, MacLerie's Irish Pub has something for everyone.
​At MacLerie's Irish Pub, we believe that a pub is more than just a place to eat and drink. It's a place to connect with others, to share stories and laughs, and to feel at home. That's why we make sure that our staff is friendly, welcoming, and knowledgeable about all things Irish. We want our customers to feel like they're part of the MacLerie's Irish Pub family.
So whether you're looking for a pint of Guinness, a hearty meal, or a fun night out with friends, come visit us at MacLerie's Irish Pub.
Sláinte!
Legacies Treasures
Legacies Treasures a little boutique selling all of your flower and gift needs. Owned and operated by Willow Barrett. You can find everything you might need to remind that special someone, a family member, or a friend, just how much you care about them!
Pretty Baked
Pretty Baked is where Everly Fairbanks has combined her passion for baking and progressive views on cannabis. Our made-from-scratch pastries are infused with premium cannabis butter, and our freshly brewed hot teas are the perfect accompaniment. Come visit us and explore the wonderful world of cannabis-infused treats in a safe and welcoming environment.
Los Santos Accounting Firm
Los Santos Accounting Firm is a leading financial services provider in Los Santos, owned and operated by Teresa White, a talented defense attorney and experienced accountant. With her degree in business relations and accounting, Teresa brings a unique perspective to the financial industry, providing clients with customized solutions that are tailored to their individual needs. As a young and dynamic entrepreneur, Teresa is dedicated to delivering exceptional service and value to her clients, utilizing the latest technology and innovative solutions to streamline financial processes and provide real-time access to financial data and reports. Contact us today to schedule a consultation and experience the difference of working with a top-tier financial services provider.
CIVILIAN JOBS
Farming
San Andreas offers a unique opportunity for its citizens to experience the traditional yet innovative world of farming. With endless fields of fruits and vegetables waiting to be picked, individuals can engage in the rewarding work of harvesting crops. For those interested in the more technical side of farming, opportunities for crop dusting and animal husbandry are abundant in the countryside.
Come discover the beauty and bounty of this thriving agricultural community!
Deliveries
Los Santos is a bustling city with a thriving economy, and as such, there is always a high demand for reliable delivery services. GoPostal and Trucking are two of the leading delivery companies in the city, offering a wide range of employment opportunities for those looking for a fast-paced and challenging work environment.
Whether you’re driving a delivery truck across the city, or navigating the streets in a GoPostal van, there’s never a dull moment in these delivery jobs.
With competitive pay, a somewhat supportive team culture, and the satisfaction of knowing you’re helping keep the city running smoothly, a career in delivery with GoPostal or Trucking might be just the right fit for you.
City Maintenance
City maintenance is an essential part of keeping Los Santos running smoothly, and there are a variety of jobs available in this field. From ensuring the city has access to clean and reliable water and electricity through Water & Power, to keeping the streets clean and tidy through garbage collection, these jobs play a crucial role in maintaining the quality of life for Los Santos residents.
These positions offer competitive pay and the satisfaction of knowing you’re making a tangible impact on the community. Whether you’re interested in working with cutting-edge technology or getting your hands dirty, there’s a city maintenance job in Los Santos that’s right for you.
Hobbies
Los Santos offers a wealth of opportunities for those looking to turn their hobbies into jobs. From the rugged beauty of the mountains and forests, where lumberjacking, hunting, and fishing reign supreme, to the streams and rivers teeming with gold waiting to be panned, to the mines filled with precious minerals waiting to be extracted, there’s something for everyone in this diverse and exciting city.
These jobs offer the chance to work in some of the most breathtaking environments in the world, and to turn a passion for the outdoors into a fulfilling career. Whether you’re an experienced woodsman or a beginner looking to try something new, there’s a hobby job in Los Santos that’s perfect for you.
COMMUNITY EVENTS
Legacies RP has a strong focus on player interaction and collaboration, and as such, we hold several events each month to encourage participation and bring the community together.
Community Meetings
The monthly community meetings provide an opportunity for players to hear updates from the staff and voice their opinions on the direction of the community. These meetings are also a great chance for players to connect and get to know one another.
In Game Holiday Events
Holiday events are also a staple of the Legacies RP community. These events range from holiday-themed activities and contests to special in-game events that allow players to celebrate the holiday season together.
Player Led Events
Special player-led events are also a big part of the community. These events are organized and run by players and can be anything from birthday parties to weddings.
Business Grand Opening Events
Finally, grand openings are a special type of event that mark the opening of new areas within the virtual world. These events often feature special contests, games, and activities, and provide players with an opportunity to explore the new areas and meet other players.
Overall, the events and activities in Legacies RP are designed to bring the community together and foster a sense of camaraderie and collaboration among its members.
AND SO MUCH MORE
This is only a small taste of what Legacies has to offer.
We know that people like to know the ins and outs of the server, below are some other items you can expect:

• Customized version of the QBCore Framework
• PMA Voice
• Customized MDT for whitelisted jobs
• Fully Custom Crew System with rivalries
• Immersive drug system
• Extensive custom clothing with seasonal clothing updates
• Full access to all of the newest Gabz MLO’s with our genuine subscription
• Fully working Arcade with Multiplayer Games
• Custom Built Criminal Activities

If you are looking for a community that listens to its members in order to build a stronger server, then Legacies RP is the place to be!

Legacies RP is a growing community with the main goal of making our server a place where everyone can be whoever and whatever they want to be.
We wouldn’t be where we are without our dedicated staff and development team who are working non-stop to ensure you have the best possible content we can offer you.
We pride ourselves in listening to our community feedback to help the server move forward. Our staff team is engaged with the community and very dedicated to the server to ensure we offer the best content possible.
So… you want to see what it’s all about? Then jump on over to our Discord to begin your new journey!
WHAT DO WE OFFER?
Our city offers activities of all types for all of our citizens. Whether you are looking to answer the call of duty, or find your next “family”, we have many jobs to help you make your dreams come true!
While we will not reveal all that the city has to offer, here are some of the activities and jobs you can expect to experience
WHITELISTED JOBS
As most other communities, we have our fair share of whitelisted jobs! Whether you are looking to fight crime, save lives, or defend those innocent (until proven guilty), Legacies RP has plenty to offer!
All of our departments are fully functional with a full structure and chain of command, Standard Operating Procedures, and the chance to advance through ranks to develop your career!
Law Enforcement
Are you interested in a career in law enforcement?
We have two departments available for you to pursue a career as a law enforcement officer within the great state of San Andreas!
Both departments have opportunities to progress up the ranks for those wishing to make a proper career for themselves. There are also specialism opportunities in both departments for those wishing to hone their skills in certain areas such as high performance vehicles, SWAT, Aviation Policing and other avenues.
Do you have what it takes? Sign up today!
We have the Los Santos Police Department whose main responsibility is to police the city of Los Santos and protect its lawful citizens. Based out of the Mission Row station, your duties will see you patrol all aspects of the city from the lights and dazzle of Vinewood, the beaches of Vespucci and the mean streets of Southside.
We also have the Blaine County Sheriff’s Office who patrol the North of the state. Although a slower pace of life in the north, it’s certainly not quiet! The deputies of the BCSO patrol the entire county from the sleepy shores of Sandy to the busy industrial industry of Paleto Bay.
Department of Justice
Defend the innocent, prosecute the guilty or preside as a judge. At the San Andreas Department of Justice, we are always fully invested in any cases whether criminal or civil. You will be treated with the most respect and will be given a fair chance to win your case.
Our team is dedicated to providing you with full support from the moment you are hired onboard. Whether you have done DOJ roleplay before or not, there is a place for you! You can start as a paralegal for the defense or the prosecution and work your way to become a private lawyer or a prosecutor.
While there may be times where you will have to face your peers on the bench, we like to end all trials with drinks at a local bar to celebrate the wins (whether big or small).
So, what are you waiting for? Ready to fight for justice?
San Andreas Medical Administration
San Andreas Medical Administration (SAMA) is a governing body that oversees both the San Andreas Fire & Rescue and the Healthcare Network in San Andreas. SAMA is responsible for ensuring the delivery of top-quality fire and rescue services, as well as healthcare services, to the citizens of San Andreas.
The administration works closely with both organizations to ensure that the necessary resources and personnel are in place to handle emergencies and provide medical care to those in need. The administration also sets standards for training, equipment, and response procedures, and ensures that these standards are met and upheld.
In addition to its operational responsibilities, SAMA also plays a key role in the development of new programs and initiatives aimed at improving the fire and rescue and healthcare services offered in San Andreas. With a focus on collaboration and continuous improvement, SAMA is dedicated to providing the citizens of San Andreas with the highest quality fire and rescue and healthcare services possible.
Come see if you have what it takes to rescue the citizens of San Andreas!
PLAYER OWNED BUSINESS
We get it… fighting crime or defending others is not your cup of tea. You’d rather be your own boss, make your own hours, and tell others what to do. Well, you are in luck. The San Andreas Business Bureau is currently accepting applications for businesses of all types, from mechanics to taxi companies, and everything in between.
All business applications are reviewed by a trusted member of staff on a monthly basis and are accepted based on server demands.
And, hey, even if you don’t want to own your own business (too much paperwork, am I right?!), the player owned businesses below will be open on launch and may have something for you!
Benny's Original Motorworks
Benny’s Original Motorworks are specialists in vehicle performance, tuning and bodywork. Whether it’s a new engine or new set of rims, this is THE place for you!
They offer a seamless experience, and you can leave their garage confident that you were serviced by some of the best in the business!
Come on down to the Southside of Los Santos on Innocence Blvd, and show off your ride today!
BurgerShot
Have the munchies for some artery-clogging, food coma giving food? Come down to BurgerShot! Located at Vespucci Canals in Los Santos, they offer a variety of burgers, sandwiches, and side dishes. With new specials every 48 hours ranging from flash meal deals to discounts, you will always find something to satisfy your hunger!
Come see what the fuss is all about!
Redline Customs
Here at Redline Customs, we offer you the best auto repair service in the industry and are known for providing the best quality and the most personalized service. Using the most up-to-date tools and techniques along with our state-of-the-art workshop, no idea or project is too big!
It doesn’t matter if you’re the biggest OG on Southside or the Sheriff of the BCSO. We strive to make YOUR experience with us memorable. Currently offering everything from automotive repairs to a full workover inside and… out.
Look out for our membership packages coming out very soon, as they will offer a range of discounts and offers that are only available to Phreakyest customers who walk into our shop. Located on Carcer Way in Burton Los Santos, you cannot miss us. You don’t want to! We are currently looking to hire mechanics with excellent customer service to join our team.
Vanilla Unicorn
Welcome to The Vanilla Unicorn, The Next generation of VIP entertainment & Los Santos’ most elite exotic dancing club. The venue boasts a platinum experience, with beautiful women to cater for all your entertainment needs.
Set in luxurious surroundings, with our prestigious stage and bar area and lavish private dancing areas, visit us on Elgin Avenue next to the Olympic Freeway in Strawberry.
The Sandwich Bar
The Sandwich Bar is a small, unassuming sandwich shop located on West Eclipse Blvd in Los Santos.
Inside, the Sandwich Bar is quite cozy and features a counter where customers can order sandwiches and other food items. The menu includes a variety of sandwiches, salads, and other fast food items, all of which are made to order. The shop is staffed by friendly employees who take pride in their work and are happy to make recommendations or answer questions.
While the Sandwich Bar may not be the fanciest or most high-end eatery in Los Santos, it is a popular spot among locals who appreciate its affordable prices, tasty food, and laid-back atmosphere.
MacLerie's Irish Pub
Welcome to MacLerie's Irish Pub, a cozy and authentic Irish pub located in the heart of LosSantos. Our pub offers a warm and inviting atmosphere, traditional Irish food and drinks, good music, and a friendly staff. Whether you're a local looking for a place to unwind after work or a tourist searching for an authentic Irish experience, MacLerie's Irish Pub has something for everyone.
​At MacLerie's Irish Pub, we believe that a pub is more than just a place to eat and drink. It's a place to connect with others, to share stories and laughs, and to feel at home. That's why we make sure that our staff is friendly, welcoming, and knowledgeable about all things Irish. We want our customers to feel like they're part of the MacLerie's Irish Pub family.
So whether you're looking for a pint of Guinness, a hearty meal, or a fun night out with friends, come visit us at MacLerie's Irish Pub.
Sláinte!
Legacies Treasures
Legacies Treasures a little boutique selling all of your flower and gift needs. Owned and operated by Willow Barrett. You can find everything you might need to remind that special someone, a family member, or a friend, just how much you care about them!
Pretty Baked
Pretty Baked is where Everly Fairbanks has combined her passion for baking and progressive views on cannabis. Our made-from-scratch pastries are infused with premium cannabis butter, and our freshly brewed hot teas are the perfect accompaniment. Come visit us and explore the wonderful world of cannabis-infused treats in a safe and welcoming environment.
Los Santos Accounting Firm
Los Santos Accounting Firm is a leading financial services provider in Los Santos, owned and operated by Teresa White, a talented defense attorney and experienced accountant. With her degree in business relations and accounting, Teresa brings a unique perspective to the financial industry, providing clients with customized solutions that are tailored to their individual needs. As a young and dynamic entrepreneur, Teresa is dedicated to delivering exceptional service and value to her clients, utilizing the latest technology and innovative solutions to streamline financial processes and provide real-time access to financial data and reports. Contact us today to schedule a consultation and experience the difference of working with a top-tier financial services provider.
CIVILIAN JOBS
Farming
San Andreas offers a unique opportunity for its citizens to experience the traditional yet innovative world of farming. With endless fields of fruits and vegetables waiting to be picked, individuals can engage in the rewarding work of harvesting crops. For those interested in the more technical side of farming, opportunities for crop dusting and animal husbandry are abundant in the countryside.
Come discover the beauty and bounty of this thriving agricultural community!
Deliveries
Los Santos is a bustling city with a thriving economy, and as such, there is always a high demand for reliable delivery services. GoPostal and Trucking are two of the leading delivery companies in the city, offering a wide range of employment opportunities for those looking for a fast-paced and challenging work environment.
Whether you’re driving a delivery truck across the city, or navigating the streets in a GoPostal van, there’s never a dull moment in these delivery jobs.
With competitive pay, a somewhat supportive team culture, and the satisfaction of knowing you’re helping keep the city running smoothly, a career in delivery with GoPostal or Trucking might be just the right fit for you.
City Maintenance
City maintenance is an essential part of keeping Los Santos running smoothly, and there are a variety of jobs available in this field. From ensuring the city has access to clean and reliable water and electricity through Water & Power, to keeping the streets clean and tidy through garbage collection, these jobs play a crucial role in maintaining the quality of life for Los Santos residents.
These positions offer competitive pay and the satisfaction of knowing you’re making a tangible impact on the community. Whether you’re interested in working with cutting-edge technology or getting your hands dirty, there’s a city maintenance job in Los Santos that’s right for you.
Hobbies
Los Santos offers a wealth of opportunities for those looking to turn their hobbies into jobs. From the rugged beauty of the mountains and forests, where lumberjacking, hunting, and fishing reign supreme, to the streams and rivers teeming with gold waiting to be panned, to the mines filled with precious minerals waiting to be extracted, there’s something for everyone in this diverse and exciting city.
These jobs offer the chance to work in some of the most breathtaking environments in the world, and to turn a passion for the outdoors into a fulfilling career. Whether you’re an experienced woodsman or a beginner looking to try something new, there’s a hobby job in Los Santos that’s perfect for you.
COMMUNITY EVENTS
Legacies RP has a strong focus on player interaction and collaboration, and as such, we hold several events each month to encourage participation and bring the community together.
Community Meetings
The monthly community meetings provide an opportunity for players to hear updates from the staff and voice their opinions on the direction of the community. These meetings are also a great chance for players to connect and get to know one another.
In Game Holiday Events
Holiday events are also a staple of the Legacies RP community. These events range from holiday-themed activities and contests to special in-game events that allow players to celebrate the holiday season together.
Player Led Events
Special player-led events are also a big part of the community. These events are organized and run by players and can be anything from birthday parties to weddings.
Business Grand Opening Events
Finally, grand openings are a special type of event that mark the opening of new areas within the virtual world. These events often feature special contests, games, and activities, and provide players with an opportunity to explore the new areas and meet other players.
Overall, the events and activities in Legacies RP are designed to bring the community together and foster a sense of camaraderie and collaboration among its members.
AND SO MUCH MORE
This is only a small taste of what Legacies has to offer.
We know that people like to know the ins and outs of the server, below are some other items you can expect:

• Customized version of the QBCore Framework
• PMA Voice
• Customized MDT for whitelisted jobs
• Fully Custom Crew System with rivalries
• Immersive drug system
• Extensive custom clothing with seasonal clothing updates
• Full access to all of the newest Gabz MLO’s with our genuine subscription
• Fully working Arcade with Multiplayer Games
• Custom Built Criminal Activities

If you are looking for a community that listens to its members in order to build a stronger server, then Legacies RP is the place to be!

I've been scratching my head all day on this one. I'm moving a larger project from an esp8266 board to an esp32 because I maxed out the 8266's memory. Everything has been successfully moved over except for ESP-NOW. I have an esp8266 sending data. It has been working just fine when the project was on the esp8266 receiver, but not on the esp32. I tried doing a simplified test with a new esp8266 and a new esp32 board. Again success on the esp8266 receiving the data. Nothing on the esp32. Here is the code I'm using for the 8266 and after that the code for the esp32 that for some reason doesn't work. Both boards are saying ESP-NOW initializes successfully. If someone sees something there that isn't right in the esp32 code I would appreciate any pointers. Thanks!
esp8266: #include #include const char* ssid = "xxxxxxxx"; const char* password = "xxxxxxxx"; typedef struct struct_message { float a; float b; float c; } struct_message; struct_message myData; void OnDataRecv(uint8_t* mac, uint8_t* incomingData, uint8_t len) { memcpy(&myData, incomingData, sizeof(myData)); } void setup() { Serial.begin(115200); Serial.println("Booting"); WiFi.begin(ssid, password); WiFi.mode(WIFI_STA);
if (esp_now_init() != 0) { Serial.println("Error initializing ESP-NOW"); return; } esp_now_set_self_role(ESP_NOW_ROLE_SLAVE); esp_now_register_recv_cb(OnDataRecv); Serial.println("Ready"); Serial.print("IP address: "); Serial.println(WiFi.localIP()); Serial.print("Hostname: "); Serial.println(WiFi.getHostname()); Serial.print("ESP Board MAC Address: "); Serial.println(WiFi.macAddress()); } void loop() { Serial.print("Temp: ");Serial.print(myData.a,1);Serial.println("°C"); Serial.print("Humidity: ");Serial.print(myData.b,0);Serial.println("%"); Serial.print("Pressure: ");Serial.print(myData.c,1);Serial.println(" hPa"); Serial.println(""); delay(2000); }
The esp32 code:
#include #include const char* ssid = "xxxxxxx"; const char* password = "xxxxxxxx"; typedef struct struct_message { float a; float b; float c; } struct_message; struct_message myData; void OnDataRecv(const uint8_t* mac, const uint8_t* incomingData, int len) { memcpy(&myData, incomingData, sizeof(myData)); }
void setup() { Serial.begin(115200); Serial.println("Booting"); WiFi.begin(ssid, password); WiFi.mode(WIFI_STA);
if (esp_now_init() == ESP_OK) { Serial.println("ESP-NOW initialized"); } esp_now_register_recv_cb(OnDataRecv); Serial.println("Ready"); Serial.print("IP address: "); Serial.println(WiFi.localIP()); Serial.print("Hostname: "); Serial.println(WiFi.getHostname()); Serial.print("ESP Board MAC Address: "); Serial.println(WiFi.macAddress()); } void loop() { Serial.print("Temp: ");Serial.print(myData.a,1);Serial.println("°C"); Serial.print("Humidity: ");Serial.print(myData.b,0);Serial.println("%"); Serial.print("Pressure: ");Serial.print(myData.c,1);Serial.println(" hPa"); Serial.println(""); delay(2000); }

Went a couple weeks ago, first time in 9 years (was a kid then - older kid but still a kid) and I barely remembered the first time.
Just getting around to this but wanted to share anyway - these are my thoughts on the rides as a semi-first-timer!

DID NOT RIDE

1. Nighthawk - this was a total trainwreck when we were there. 2 FULL DAYS! FROM PARK OPEN TO PARK CLOSE! And we could not get on it. Showed up to it first thing on BOTH days. Even got in the restraints and everything. Had to turn us away as they couldn't get it running. THREE other separate times, we saw that it was running, raced to get in line, (got in restraints AGAIN on 1 of them lol), nope, broke down. Is it always that much of a disaster? I'd love to know how it's been running recently.
2. Vortex - has been under maintenance and seems like it will for a while.
3. Kiddy Hawk - seems it was scheduled to be down both days. Never saw it test run.
4. The Flying Cobras - seems like the same, but it wasn't on their closures list. I think it's been having some issues.
5. Electro-Spin - was scheduled to be down both days
6. Drop Tower - scheduled to be down. A shame! Drop towers are very much my thing.
7. Carolina Skytower - scheduled to be down
8. Wilderness Run - we couldn't really find it at first lol. But by the time we did, my party didn't want to do a kid ride and wanted to prioritize repeating the bigger ones, which was fine.

RIDE RANKINGS!

1. Fury 325 (10/10) - I honestly can't see how anyone would have anything else at #1 except if they... don't ride it? Was able to do it 5x over the 2 days. The experience didn't diminish 1 bit over each of the 5 times. Truly mindblowing. I can't decide if it or VelociCoaster is my all time fav.
2. Afterburn (9/10) - This one was difficult to place. Did it 5x also and on 4 of them, it was very solid, but I thought it was just one of the many B&M invert feet danglers that are at many major parks. Did one in the front row and WOW. I very much think these need to be front row for the best experience. Elevated it slightly because that one ride was so incredible.
3. Intimidator (8.5/10) - On one ride it brought tears out of me, the force I guess. But, rode 5x and it did a little less for me on the last 2. I do love the length of it, the whip-around at the parking lot, before diving toward the pond. Still a great one.
4. Copperhead Strike (8/10) - does a little less for me than some, but I did have a good time on it. Love the opening roll, and the launch with a little bit of story to go along with it. Just a little slow at times for me. Better in the back than front I thought. The lines for it were nothing at the beginning and end of the day which is when we rode :)
5. Gear Spin (8/10) - Is this ride... underrated? Maybe it's too new for there to be a consensus. But I loved this one. Second time maybe a little less since the surprise factor wears off, but I just love the air time. As an aside, they did a good job with Aeronautica Landing as a whole.
6. Hurler (8/10) - OK now for a... guilty pleasure? Haters, I'm sorry this one's a banger. Like, a literal banger, a head banger. Had a total blast on it though with the company I was with, laughing our eyes out at the madness. Love it.
7. The Airwalker (7.5/10) - we've all done these types of rides, but this is a great one and it being so new I'm sure helps.
8. Scream Weaver (7.5/10) - not much to say on this, but it's a pretty cool lil contraption!
9. Rock 'N' Roller (7/10) - these are always fun if you've got the ride people to ride it with. I like the music theme, and a nice speed to it.
10. Air Racers (7/10) - the "gimmick" is more notable than the ride itself, but you do get some decent forces out of it.
11. Carolina Cyclone (6.5/10) - this one opened up later on in our second day. I did like the loops, but I feel like it may be feeling its age, just my opinion...
12. Ricochet (6.5/10) - Decent wild mouse. Fun drop.
13. Scrambler (6/10) - Fun time, but they are at literally every park ever and this one is no different.
14. Carolina Goldrusher (6/10) - Also may be starting to feel its age. But it is a good starter coaster for the young ones.
15. WindSeeker (6/10) - a good one-and-done kind of experience, nice relaxing view of the park. But having done the SkyScreamer at SFoG, this pales in comparison.
16. Do-Si-Do (6/10) - fun for what it is. If a member of your party is in another unit, it is amusing to make funny faces at them :)
17. Woodstock Express (5.5/10) - literally a kid Hurler with kid sized drops so, it does the job I suppose
18. Mountain Gliders (5/10) - one of the rides at Carowinds
19. Zephyr (4.5/10) - one of the rides at Carowinds
20. Boo Blasters on Boo Hill (2/10) - Dear God, why. Not only comparing to other shooters I've done, like Justice League at SFoG or Men in Black at Universal - even comparing to something like Monster Mansion at SFoG which isn't even a shooter - this was a lame one. Something for the little little kids to dodge the heat... I guess

-18+ -FxF -Discord only -Canon or OC -OOC chatter -AUs or Canon timelines
Hi! I’m coming out of a long hiatus, but have been watching a crap ton of anime outside of work soooooo yep! Creativity, and the itchy to roleplay is back!
I’m looking for 18+, FxF roleplays. I only feel comfortable roleplaying with other females :). I do work full time overnights, but I always try to send minimum of one message a day, if not more. I tend to do fast replies!
I prefer semi-lit. 2-3 Paragraphs for action packed or description scenes, but I’m a-ok with 1 paragraph too! For dialogue, or even just chiller times, I find that much more bearable haha. Also thing- Discord please! I prefer to make a server so we can keep OOC and the roleplay in separate channels :)
now the fun part- here are the fandoms I’m really looking for! From most wanted to least. And if you don’t see one you were hoping for here- just ask! I could always forget one :)
-Bungo Stray Dogs (I fricken love Dazai and Chuuya, okay :’)) -The God of Highschool -Death Parade -Attack on Titan -Vanitas no Carte -Demon Slayer -Tokyo Revengers -Inyuashiki Last Hero -Death Note
aaaaaand yeah that’s all I can think of off the top of my head for roleplays! If there’s others you’d like, feel free to reach out :)