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Always respect the forest when you go camping. (Part 2)
2023.06.10 19:54 SwitchbladeLobotomy Always respect the forest when you go camping. (Part 2)
Part 1
It’s been a day, and still no sign of anyone coming by. I was really hoping to be writing this in the comfort of my home, but apparently there’s other plans for me.
I’ve been out of food and water, it’s all back at the campsite and I can’t rightly go back there.
I guess I’ll keep on reliving what was going on, maybe that’ll make time pass faster.
Ivy and I had dashed away into the woods, the late evening sun rushing through the trees alongside us. We heard the panicked yells and footfalls of our friends as they also fled, and we knew the ranger would likely be close behind us.
As fucked up as this is, I could only hope and pray that he’d follow after them instead of us.
We ran for what felt like an hour, but from the lack of darkness, I know it couldn’t have been that long. The sun was going down slowly, lazily, like it does in the summer. At least Ivy had killed the guy’s ATV, he’d have to follow on foot…
Although with how big the fucker was, his strides were probably long enough that was a negligible issue. Shit.
We stopped for a breather, the woods still eerily silent. We could no longer hear screams, or hurried footsteps. Just our breathing, trying as best we can to keep quiet.
After some time, we started moving again, slower now. The light was starting to fade, and we decided our best course of action was to try and walk back to the cars and go get help. Of course, there was hardly any signal at the cars, and absolutely none once we got into the woods proper, but we hoped we could get through to 911, if nothing else.
I looked to one side as I stood up, and on my left, I could see a phone flashlight cutting through the branches, bobbing with each step. From where it was being held, it likely wasn’t tall enough to be the officer. I squinted, and once it got a bit closer, I could make out the distraught features of Greg, Jeremy’s brother. His girlfriend, Loretta, was close behind. Both of them looked like they’d been crying, which was… understandable, I guess.
Greg looked at Ivy and I, squinting past his light. “You guys seen him?”
We both shook our heads, and Loretta rolled her eyes. “I told you we should just go, Greg.”
He snapped his head back to her, a glare on his face. “We all need to get out of here, babe. I don’t wanna leave anyone behind.”
Before Loretta could respond, the sound of metal scraping on metal was heard, like in a movie when a knife is pulled from a sheath. I turned my head again, and saw the large, imposing figure of the ranger.
He stood about ten feet off, holding a hatchet in one hand. “Hey, there, kiddos. Using lights at night in the forest can really disturb the local flora and fauna of this here forest.”
With that sentence that sounded straight out of a PSA, he Hurled the hatchet, the head of it finding purchase in Greg’s thigh. He let out a scream and collapsed to the ground, holding the handle of the small axe as he writhed on the ground. The ranger grinned, the last few rays of sunlight illuminating his face enough to let us see his sick joy at the turn of events.
Loretta screamed and bolted back in the way her and Greg had come, and he looked after her for only a moment, before looking at Ivy and I. “Go on, get the hell out of here! Go!”
Ivy hesitated for a moment, clearly wanting to help, but at the first footfall from the ranger, they nodded and took off, me following closely behind. As we took off, we could hear one last defiant shout from Greg.
“Fucking do it then! You goddamn freak! DO IT! Fucking ki-”
The word was cut off by the sound of impact on flesh, over and over. Eventually we ran far enough to escape the sound, and collapsed on the forest floor, breathing heavily.
We heard heavy footsteps treading, but not getting closer to us. They went parallel to us, eventually fading out into the night air.
We sat for about 20 minutes, listening for any sign of pursuit, or any sign of our friends. Right when we were about to get up and keep walking, we heard what sounded like a rope moving quickly? I can’t quite think of the words to describe it. It was close, we ran towards the sound and in about five minutes we saw Luke hanging upside-down from a tree, his bag resting on the ground near his head.
He looked at us as we approached, and quickly started shouting for help. Ivy and I both tried to shush him, but he wouldn’t listen, and we quickly heard the ranger making his way through the trees towards us again.
Luke seemed to realize what was coming, and he started screaming louder. Not for help, now, though. For Adam, for his mother, for God, anyone who could maybe hear him and send some giant eagles his way, so to speak.
The ranger emerged from the brush again, looking at his newly caught quarry with another grin. His uniform was stained with splatters of blood now, although his face was clean. His hatchet was tucked into his belt, now, and he was carrying a small bag on his back.
“Now, in this here forest we practice catch, tag, and release. These here snares are for catching, now I’ll tag, and then release.”
Luke tried to swing away from the man, but he reached behind the tree and pulled on a rope, and the snare gave suddenly, with Luke falling violently.
Due to his momentum in trying to swing away from the man, he didn’t land on his shoulder or have time to put his arms up to break his fall. He landed face first in the dirt, at a steep angle. His neck snapped, as did his back, and he folded over himself, his feet coming to rest near his head. His body gave one final shudder, and a wheezing, rattling gasp, before falling quiet.
The ranger cocked his head to one side, seemingly puzzled. I couldn’t help but think of a meme Ivy had sent me before this trip, asking why animals cock their heads when they see something strange.
What, does it make more sense at a 45 degree angle, bud?
The ranger coughed, still staring at Luke’s body. “Well. That, uh… Huh.”
He looked genuinely surprised, before shrugging and walking towards us.
Ivy, who’d been looking at Luke as well, a green tinge to their face, snapped their head up at the movement and bolted. I turned to watch them go, barely turning my head back to see the ranger swinging a fist at my head.
I yelped and dropped to my knees, barely dodging the swing. He snarled and tried to grab my hair, but I was able to dart between his legs and kick at the back of his left knee. He grunted and stumbled as I felt around wildly in the dirt. A solid stick, a rock, surely something here could help me…
The ranger stood back up, looming over me with a scowl. “Y’know, in this here forest we do our best to keep the paths clear. You’re not likely to find much that’ll help you bash my skull in, miss.”
He grabbed me by the shoulders and lifted me off the ground, dirt still between my fingers. Desperately, as he lifted me to his eye level, I ripped off his sunglasses with one hand, flinging dirt into his eyes with the other.
The ranger swore, dropping me and rubbing at his face. I took the opportunity and darted into the woods, in the general direction that I saw Ivy run.
Bedding down again for the night. Like I said, there’s barely any signal out here, all my calls have been dropping before they can get anywhere. Gonna try and conserve battery on my phone, keep my hazards on and hope that someone comes by.
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It’s been a day, and still no sign of anyone coming by. I was really hoping to be writing this in the comfort of my home, but apparently there’s other plans for me.
I’ve been out of food and water, it’s all back at the campsite and I can’t rightly go back there.
I guess I’ll keep on reliving what was going on, maybe that’ll make time pass faster.
Ivy and I had dashed away into the woods, the late evening sun rushing through the trees alongside us. We heard the panicked yells and footfalls of our friends as they also fled, and we knew the ranger would likely be close behind us.
As fucked up as this is, I could only hope and pray that he’d follow after them instead of us.
We ran for what felt like an hour, but from the lack of darkness, I know it couldn’t have been that long. The sun was going down slowly, lazily, like it does in the summer. At least Ivy had killed the guy’s ATV, he’d have to follow on foot…
Although with how big the fucker was, his strides were probably long enough that was a negligible issue. Shit.
We stopped for a breather, the woods still eerily silent. We could no longer hear screams, or hurried footsteps. Just our breathing, trying as best we can to keep quiet.
After some time, we started moving again, slower now. The light was starting to fade, and we decided our best course of action was to try and walk back to the cars and go get help. Of course, there was hardly any signal at the cars, and absolutely none once we got into the woods proper, but we hoped we could get through to 911, if nothing else.
I looked to one side as I stood up, and on my left, I could see a phone flashlight cutting through the branches, bobbing with each step. From where it was being held, it likely wasn’t tall enough to be the officer. I squinted, and once it got a bit closer, I could make out the distraught features of Greg, Jeremy’s brother. His girlfriend, Loretta, was close behind. Both of them looked like they’d been crying, which was… understandable, I guess.
Greg looked at Ivy and I, squinting past his light. “You guys seen him?”
We both shook our heads, and Loretta rolled her eyes. “I told you we should just go, Greg.”
He snapped his head back to her, a glare on his face. “We all need to get out of here, babe. I don’t wanna leave anyone behind.”
Before Loretta could respond, the sound of metal scraping on metal was heard, like in a movie when a knife is pulled from a sheath. I turned my head again, and saw the large, imposing figure of the ranger.
He stood about ten feet off, holding a hatchet in one hand. “Hey, there, kiddos. Using lights at night in the forest can really disturb the local flora and fauna of this here forest.”
With that sentence that sounded straight out of a PSA, he Hurled the hatchet, the head of it finding purchase in Greg’s thigh. He let out a scream and collapsed to the ground, holding the handle of the small axe as he writhed on the ground. The ranger grinned, the last few rays of sunlight illuminating his face enough to let us see his sick joy at the turn of events.
Loretta screamed and bolted back in the way her and Greg had come, and he looked after her for only a moment, before looking at Ivy and I. “Go on, get the hell out of here! Go!”
Ivy hesitated for a moment, clearly wanting to help, but at the first footfall from the ranger, they nodded and took off, me following closely behind. As we took off, we could hear one last defiant shout from Greg.
“Fucking do it then! You goddamn freak! DO IT! Fucking ki-”
The word was cut off by the sound of impact on flesh, over and over. Eventually we ran far enough to escape the sound, and collapsed on the forest floor, breathing heavily.
We heard heavy footsteps treading, but not getting closer to us. They went parallel to us, eventually fading out into the night air.
We sat for about 20 minutes, listening for any sign of pursuit, or any sign of our friends. Right when we were about to get up and keep walking, we heard what sounded like a rope moving quickly? I can’t quite think of the words to describe it. It was close, we ran towards the sound and in about five minutes we saw Luke hanging upside-down from a tree, his bag resting on the ground near his head.
He looked at us as we approached, and quickly started shouting for help. Ivy and I both tried to shush him, but he wouldn’t listen, and we quickly heard the ranger making his way through the trees towards us again.
Luke seemed to realize what was coming, and he started screaming louder. Not for help, now, though. For Adam, for his mother, for God, anyone who could maybe hear him and send some giant eagles his way, so to speak.
The ranger emerged from the brush again, looking at his newly caught quarry with another grin. His uniform was stained with splatters of blood now, although his face was clean. His hatchet was tucked into his belt, now, and he was carrying a small bag on his back.
“Now, in this here forest we practice catch, tag, and release. These here snares are for catching, now I’ll tag, and then release.”
Luke tried to swing away from the man, but he reached behind the tree and pulled on a rope, and the snare gave suddenly, with Luke falling violently.
Due to his momentum in trying to swing away from the man, he didn’t land on his shoulder or have time to put his arms up to break his fall. He landed face first in the dirt, at a steep angle. His neck snapped, as did his back, and he folded over himself, his feet coming to rest near his head. His body gave one final shudder, and a wheezing, rattling gasp, before falling quiet.
The ranger cocked his head to one side, seemingly puzzled. I couldn’t help but think of a meme Ivy had sent me before this trip, asking why animals cock their heads when they see something strange.
What, does it make more sense at a 45 degree angle, bud?
The ranger coughed, still staring at Luke’s body. “Well. That, uh… Huh.”
He looked genuinely surprised, before shrugging and walking towards us.
Ivy, who’d been looking at Luke as well, a green tinge to their face, snapped their head up at the movement and bolted. I turned to watch them go, barely turning my head back to see the ranger swinging a fist at my head.
I yelped and dropped to my knees, barely dodging the swing. He snarled and tried to grab my hair, but I was able to dart between his legs and kick at the back of his left knee. He grunted and stumbled as I felt around wildly in the dirt. A solid stick, a rock, surely something here could help me…
The ranger stood back up, looming over me with a scowl. “Y’know, in this here forest we do our best to keep the paths clear. You’re not likely to find much that’ll help you bash my skull in, miss.”
He grabbed me by the shoulders and lifted me off the ground, dirt still between my fingers. Desperately, as he lifted me to his eye level, I ripped off his sunglasses with one hand, flinging dirt into his eyes with the other.
The ranger swore, dropping me and rubbing at his face. I took the opportunity and darted into the woods, in the general direction that I saw Ivy run.
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Part 3:
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Lamborghini Urus Walberton, 2021
https://goo.gl/maps/opbDhx5Vc2PQRAg88
Lamborghini Urus London, 2022
https://goo.gl/maps/dVZbkniQpZkdz3fC8
Lotus Elan M100 A338, 2023
https://goo.gl/maps/MeMrDZCGFXYt2YET6
Lotus Elise S2 Brighton, 2018
https://goo.gl/maps/a8H1J5U5x43k1iag6
Lotus Evora M27, 2016
https://goo.gl/maps/BkfJ6uJrFUNhVDfs8
Lotus Exige Sport 350 S3 Chichester, 2021
https://goo.gl/maps/qvA6JsGGGq2PStgd7
McLaren 570S Spider! A23, 2023
https://goo.gl/maps/mu4apm1S1tLW5g2v7
McLaren 12C London, 2015
https://goo.gl/maps/Hs2G8YusbyH6QSPP6
Mercedes AMG GT C190 A406, 2018
https://goo.gl/maps/nKwMR48jS8BU9mVG6
Mercedes AMG GT C190 London, 2018
https://goo.gl/maps/x6J5vB2aDozkmBeG8
Mercedes S63 AMG A217 M271, 2017
https://goo.gl/maps/WCJaqMdUMRibUacf7
Nissan GT-R Nismo 2016! M27, 2020
https://goo.gl/maps/UiocumdgD3neVRoS9
Porsche 911 F-Modell A31, 2011
https://goo.gl/maps/hgkiuiTjrw9cJ76V9
Porsche 911 S 2.7 F-Modell M23, 2018
https://goo.gl/maps/HupzozPQxqStu9jn8
Porsche 911 S 2.7 F-Modell! A31, 2021
https://goo.gl/maps/HupzozPQxqStu9jn8
Porsche 911 G-Modell M23, 2012
https://goo.gl/maps/1WZYugRnUPCLomCV7
Tuned Porsche 911 G-Modell A27, 2014
https://goo.gl/maps/3aAniM29bLhk6XNm9
Porsche 964 Cabrio Slantnose conversion! A40, 2014
https://goo.gl/maps/pXJMBi1WKJbVimF39
Porsche 911 Turbo 996.2 London, 2015
https://goo.gl/maps/s3ZpLMVDagi4QyhY6
Porsche 911 Targa 4 GTS 991.2 Southampton, 2023
https://goo.gl/maps/JVzCvuSETazp8jbV7
Porsche 911 GTS Cabrio 992.1 Croydon, 2023
https://goo.gl/maps/TqwF87WmsqUyVQRy6
Porsche Cayman GT4 981! Clapham, 2019
https://goo.gl/maps/qZZzxNFRKXFR1Qaz7
Porsche 968 Cabrio A27, 2021
https://goo.gl/maps/FHxCw5Mv4fmP9KS5A
Rolls Royce Cullinan Worthing, 2023
https://goo.gl/maps/MbB5R3Hz2wbmenSC8
Rolls Royce Cullinan Black Badge London, 2020
https://goo.gl/maps/exXXaibfvigmakqVA
Rolls Royce Phantom VII London, 2012
https://goo.gl/maps/obnD1aj32vN9iXNB7
Rolls Royce Silver Shadow II A338, 2018
https://goo.gl/maps/JEYB2uhuoAD19a5M8
Rolls Royce Wraith Croydon, 2019
https://goo.gl/maps/cvZNJFxbFcw6WGtFA
Factory Pink Rolls Royce Wraith! A27, 2022
https://goo.gl/maps/Vk3qbVKsNSNkzG3u8
Toyota Supra A80 A27, 2009
https://goo.gl/maps/VjYYBEwodC8EZj4s6
TVR Chimaera M27, 2012
https://goo.gl/maps/WY9P9LTRpc4m6F4PA
TVR Chimaera London, 2016
https://goo.gl/maps/dxqnSUA1AYZeJ9Bq6
TVR Tamora London, 2018
https://goo.gl/maps/7hWG83HgA2ig8SmV6
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The Stadiums:
St. Mary's Stadium - Southampton FC
https://goo.gl/maps/U69jrdkUZeCdkz5T8
American Express Community Stadium - Brighton and Hove Albion
https://goo.gl/maps/enWfMWnLgy9mt36s7
Selhurst Park Stadium - Crystal Palace
https://goo.gl/maps/zVA3BRkCdH97Gt8b9
Stamford Bridge - Chelsea FC
https://goo.gl/maps/1vWAzLdVxB565cUq7
Wembley Stadium - England National Stadium
https://goo.gl/maps/GJK6ngKonAxXQphP7
Tottenham Hotspur Stadium - Tottenham Hotspur
https://goo.gl/maps/2kyb7CzEXRSujnss6
London Stadium - West Ham United
https://goo.gl/maps/CYrZxz1YuBFy1Xht6
Emirates Stadium - Arsenal FC
https://goo.gl/maps/cLg4HwuYoUbMfAwP8
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The route I'm taking:
Fulham - Liverpool
Liverpool - West Ham
West Ham - Fulham
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Part 1
Part 2
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1571 km distance
300 spots
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Vitality Stadium, Bournemouth - St. Mary's Stadium, Southampton - American Express Community Stadium, Brighton and Hove - Selhurst Park Stadium, London - Stamford Bridge, London - Wembley Stadium, London - Tottenham Hotspur Stadium, London - London Stadium, London - Emirates Stadium, London
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AC Cobra 427 replica London, 2012
https://goo.gl/maps/KWJC16n6fYQeLKik9
Sick trailer with some foreign registered cars from Monaco, Italy etc! M23, 2015
Alfa Romeo Giulia GTV Junior - Citroen DS21 - Jaguar XK120 FHC - Lamborghini Gallardo LP 560-4 - Maserati GranTurismo Sport
https://goo.gl/maps/vSDvjiMyoVEh4zheA
Alpina B3 S E46 M27, 2017
https://goo.gl/maps/oFbN6B6BgURL2H977
Aston Martin DBR2 replica with a DB4 GT gearbox & DB4 GTS specced engine!! M23, 2012
https://www.goodingco.com/lot/1957-aston-martin-dbr2-re-creation/
https://goo.gl/maps/DVHzPpU1wFWtsMNaA
Aston Martin DB7 Volante Southampton, 2017
https://goo.gl/maps/6g27GjtEeRE4RN5g7
Aston Martin DB9 Bournemouth, 2015
https://goo.gl/maps/5gvKbnAszaDQrVhb6
Aston Martin DB9 Brighton, 2023
https://goo.gl/maps/8E9jRVHSHgT31vwz9
Aston Martin DB9 Volante London, 2019
https://goo.gl/maps/8um9sNHawkipbZzC9
Aston Martin DB9 GT A31, 2021
https://goo.gl/maps/BdFEav95T9LeEKdt8
Aston Martin DB9 GT Volante A27, 2022
https://goo.gl/maps/MNRTXQchSmjQenD28
Aston Martin Vantage 2005 London, 2012
https://goo.gl/maps/qbT2tdQ3PxV5v7mj7
Aston Martin Vantage S Croydon, 2016
https://goo.gl/maps/n9LdmJPbpUvuEyob9
Aston Martin V12 Vantage S! London, 2020
https://goo.gl/maps/muguqih7JaK56RED6
Aston Martin Rapide S London, 2019
https://goo.gl/maps/isbVyMaJmH2ejatv8
Audi R8 Typ 42 M27, 2015
https://goo.gl/maps/hgyzFgwMs2xujz8h6
Audi R8 Typ 42! Arundel, 2018
https://goo.gl/maps/Xe7zFAznyGjhFwzU6
Audi R8 Typ 42 Spyder Southampton, 2018
https://goo.gl/maps/oFhi7hG6EPLnDYCj6
Audi R8 Typ 42 V10 Croydon, 2019
https://goo.gl/maps/BTX8TsPKsN9NAur69
Audi R8 V10 Plus 4S Brighton, 2019
https://goo.gl/maps/wpUbDqp868gfMZCV6
Audi R8 V10 Spyder 4S Southampton, 2023
https://goo.gl/maps/qLysxFhaLL8bvvK58
Tuned Audi RS6 C8 Bournemouth, 2023
https://goo.gl/maps/MDivuR4LoJazu53DA
Bentley Continental GT II A23, 2018
https://goo.gl/maps/YzBvHHHunShi94HG8
Bentley Continental GT ii A27, 2022
https://goo.gl/maps/GZSdHkuKMCzcJe9D8
Bentley Mulsanne A406, 2017
https://goo.gl/maps/xTZyDBAJqYhgihTg8
BMW M4 G82 London, 2023
https://goo.gl/maps/jdNe4hSwUMXQFZKA7
Corvette C3 Stingray London, 2022
https://goo.gl/maps/XFX2R2qruorwN6Ew7
Corvette C5 Stingray Southampton, 2023
https://goo.gl/maps/zFVAddnrXuTjwiEs7
Dodge Challenger SRT Hellcat Widebody & Challenger R / T Widebody A40, 2022
https://goo.gl/maps/beFxj9GiBedi3hXA6
Ferrari F355 Berlinetta M27, 2017
https://goo.gl/maps/YVdXiaFS3dU9k6n98
Ferrari 458 Italia A406, 2015
https://goo.gl/maps/KqNmP32UGpaN5JtXA
Ferrari 599 GTB! A406, 2017
https://goo.gl/maps/ogP8gDEXZ7XxL2s8A
Ferrari 599 GTB! Bournemouth, 2020
https://goo.gl/maps/oxBLMtHJwvad4QoZ9
Ferrari 812 Superfast! A23, 2021
https://goo.gl/maps/UhwYuGQNivV4Spux9
Ford Mustang Fastback "Bullitt" 1967 A27, 2018
https://goo.gl/maps/we6oNDVufUsTHAMeA
Jaguar F-Pace SVR Brighton, 2023
https://goo.gl/maps/BUwdC9tLAUmQRX5LA
Lamborghini Aventador S & Aventador S Roadster LP740-4 combo! Croydon, 2020
https://goo.gl/maps/Udj8PjwiNSiv8Rry9
Lamborghini Hurac´án LP 610-4 London, 2015
https://goo.gl/maps/ZV4fekpqU1hMdcPo6
Lamborghini Huracán LP 610-4 Croydon, 2017
https://goo.gl/maps/4NXa6pJFQei6VBfq8
Lamborghini Urus A27, 2019
https://goo.gl/maps/e5snrPzRqcLqkYXTA
Lamborghini Urus Walberton, 2021
https://goo.gl/maps/opbDhx5Vc2PQRAg88
Lamborghini Urus London, 2022
https://goo.gl/maps/dVZbkniQpZkdz3fC8
Lotus Elan M100 A338, 2023
https://goo.gl/maps/MeMrDZCGFXYt2YET6
Lotus Elise S2 Brighton, 2018
https://goo.gl/maps/a8H1J5U5x43k1iag6
Lotus Evora M27, 2016
https://goo.gl/maps/BkfJ6uJrFUNhVDfs8
Lotus Exige Sport 350 S3 Chichester, 2021
https://goo.gl/maps/qvA6JsGGGq2PStgd7
McLaren 570S Spider! A23, 2023
https://goo.gl/maps/mu4apm1S1tLW5g2v7
McLaren 12C London, 2015
https://goo.gl/maps/Hs2G8YusbyH6QSPP6
Mercedes AMG GT C190 A406, 2018
https://goo.gl/maps/nKwMR48jS8BU9mVG6
Mercedes AMG GT C190 London, 2018
https://goo.gl/maps/x6J5vB2aDozkmBeG8
Mercedes S63 AMG A217 M271, 2017
https://goo.gl/maps/WCJaqMdUMRibUacf7
Nissan GT-R Nismo 2016! M27, 2020
https://goo.gl/maps/UiocumdgD3neVRoS9
Porsche 911 F-Modell A31, 2011
https://goo.gl/maps/hgkiuiTjrw9cJ76V9
Porsche 911 S 2.7 F-Modell M23, 2018
https://goo.gl/maps/HupzozPQxqStu9jn8
Porsche 911 S 2.7 F-Modell! A31, 2021
https://goo.gl/maps/HupzozPQxqStu9jn8
Porsche 911 G-Modell M23, 2012
https://goo.gl/maps/1WZYugRnUPCLomCV7
Tuned Porsche 911 G-Modell A27, 2014
https://goo.gl/maps/3aAniM29bLhk6XNm9
Porsche 964 Cabrio Slantnose conversion! A40, 2014
https://goo.gl/maps/pXJMBi1WKJbVimF39
Porsche 911 Turbo 996.2 London, 2015
https://goo.gl/maps/s3ZpLMVDagi4QyhY6
Porsche 911 Targa 4 GTS 991.2 Southampton, 2023
https://goo.gl/maps/JVzCvuSETazp8jbV7
Porsche 911 GTS Cabrio 992.1 Croydon, 2023
https://goo.gl/maps/TqwF87WmsqUyVQRy6
Porsche Cayman GT4 981! Clapham, 2019
https://goo.gl/maps/qZZzxNFRKXFR1Qaz7
Porsche 968 Cabrio A27, 2021
https://goo.gl/maps/FHxCw5Mv4fmP9KS5A
Rolls Royce Cullinan Worthing, 2023
https://goo.gl/maps/MbB5R3Hz2wbmenSC8
Rolls Royce Cullinan Black Badge London, 2020
https://goo.gl/maps/exXXaibfvigmakqVA
Rolls Royce Phantom VII London, 2012
https://goo.gl/maps/obnD1aj32vN9iXNB7
Rolls Royce Silver Shadow II A338, 2018
https://goo.gl/maps/JEYB2uhuoAD19a5M8
Rolls Royce Wraith Croydon, 2019
https://goo.gl/maps/cvZNJFxbFcw6WGtFA
Factory Pink Rolls Royce Wraith! A27, 2022
https://goo.gl/maps/Vk3qbVKsNSNkzG3u8
Toyota Supra A80 A27, 2009
https://goo.gl/maps/VjYYBEwodC8EZj4s6
TVR Chimaera M27, 2012
https://goo.gl/maps/WY9P9LTRpc4m6F4PA
TVR Chimaera London, 2016
https://goo.gl/maps/dxqnSUA1AYZeJ9Bq6
TVR Tamora London, 2018
https://goo.gl/maps/7hWG83HgA2ig8SmV6
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The Stadiums:
St. Mary's Stadium - Southampton FC
https://goo.gl/maps/U69jrdkUZeCdkz5T8
American Express Community Stadium - Brighton and Hove Albion
https://goo.gl/maps/enWfMWnLgy9mt36s7
Selhurst Park Stadium - Crystal Palace
https://goo.gl/maps/zVA3BRkCdH97Gt8b9
Stamford Bridge - Chelsea FC
https://goo.gl/maps/1vWAzLdVxB565cUq7
Wembley Stadium - England National Stadium
https://goo.gl/maps/GJK6ngKonAxXQphP7
Tottenham Hotspur Stadium - Tottenham Hotspur
https://goo.gl/maps/2kyb7CzEXRSujnss6
London Stadium - West Ham United
https://goo.gl/maps/CYrZxz1YuBFy1Xht6
Emirates Stadium - Arsenal FC
https://goo.gl/maps/cLg4HwuYoUbMfAwP8
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The route I'm taking:
Fulham - Liverpool
Liverpool - West Ham
West Ham - Fulham
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Part 1
Part 2
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1571 km distance
300 spots
2023.06.10 17:27 EmpireStrikes1st Brake light only has one brightness
My brake lights work when I turn on the headlights, but they don't get brighter when I hit the brake. With the help of a friend, I was able to determine that the bulb (aftermarket LED) did get a tiny bit brighter for a second, but not enough that a driver behind me would see it.
Obviously, the first and easiest thing I can do is change the bulbs.
Are there other possibilities, or is there a specific bulb that has this problem and that I should avoid? Any help is appreciated.
I have a 2019 Honda Civic Si Coupe.
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Obviously, the first and easiest thing I can do is change the bulbs.
Are there other possibilities, or is there a specific bulb that has this problem and that I should avoid? Any help is appreciated.
I have a 2019 Honda Civic Si Coupe.
2023.06.10 17:14 Altruistic_Yam_8249 Any advice on dealing with owners who don’t try to calm their dogs when they scare my dog?
My girlfriend and I recently adopted a 3 legged great pyr after we met it at the vet hospital we work at. Although she is very nice to dogs when meeting them off leash, she can be leash reactive(we don’t know her entire history but my theory is that she was attacked by another dog at some point). It can get especially bad if the other dog shows genuine signs of aggression. We are currently in the process of training her to get better, but as we all know, a dog can’t be trained overnight. Our first step at this moment is to just try and get her to be able to focus on us rather than the dog.
We live in an apartment right on the fringe of a rich neighborhood that has a lot of sidewalk space, so its really the only place we can walk since the other areas around us either dont have any sidewalks or have cars driving fast and recklessly. The problem is, many dogs in this neighborhood are very territorial in their yards and its terrifying for her.
The main problem with territorial dogs scaring her comes from encountering dogs in these two specific houses on our walk route. The dogs at these two houses are fenced into the yard, but are still extremely aggressive towards us. Its very frightening to my dog whenever it happens and the owners of the houses, even if they are outside, never do anything to try and calm their dog and just sit there and watch us. I have tried to not walk past these houses before, but the route back to my apartment always requires me to go by at least one of them. I have nicely asked them to see if they could see if they could maybe calm their dogs down and explained my dog has some trauma, and they esssentially tell me that it isnt their problem.
Our worst incident with them happend last night, we were on our night walk. I walked past their house since I figured that it was late and that they weren’t gonna let their dog out since the couple who lives there is on the older side, and would probably go to bed a bit earlier. The house is on a corner with a fence spanning the yard, and it borders a street where cars can go pretty fast and theres a hill so people cant really see you while they drive. Out of the corner of my eye, I see something white charging at us from behind the fence. Then the fence rattled, with a poodle’s snout poking out and snapping at us. My dog didnt even notice it until it charged at us. This terrified my dog and the two dogs got into a barking match, with mine being so scared it backed away and froze into place in the middle of the street. I tried to be calm at first but then a pair of headlights came careening towards us. I frantically tried picking her up to carry her to safety, but she dodged me. Thankfully the car swerved around us in time, but their fence fight persisted and she still was afraid. After almost being hit by a car, I felt a little infuriated and asked him to please at least try and help calm his dog(i have asked him to do this on about 3 other occasions, very nicely). In a very condescending tone, he responded with “It seems like you’re too stupid to notice theres a fence here the last few times you walked past. I don’t need to do anything since thats separating us.” I know that by law, hes completely right, but I just thought he would have a bit more empathy considering his dog started it and he had watched me almost get hit by a car. He also said a another mean thing to me, but I’m gonna keep this SFW. I kept my cool as I had every other time, and picked her up and carried her away.
I’m honestly stumped on how to deal with this. I constantly try to avoid these houses and go at certain times to see if their dogs arent out but I feel like I just get unlucky a lot and either have to encounter them or I just cant avoid the houses on the route. As I said, I can’t walk anywhere else really and she is in the process of getting trained to be less reactive, but I can’t have incidents like this happening because they both put us in danger and set her training back. It doesn’t seem like these owners are willing to be amicable and I don’t really know a way to fix the problem in another way.
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We live in an apartment right on the fringe of a rich neighborhood that has a lot of sidewalk space, so its really the only place we can walk since the other areas around us either dont have any sidewalks or have cars driving fast and recklessly. The problem is, many dogs in this neighborhood are very territorial in their yards and its terrifying for her.
The main problem with territorial dogs scaring her comes from encountering dogs in these two specific houses on our walk route. The dogs at these two houses are fenced into the yard, but are still extremely aggressive towards us. Its very frightening to my dog whenever it happens and the owners of the houses, even if they are outside, never do anything to try and calm their dog and just sit there and watch us. I have tried to not walk past these houses before, but the route back to my apartment always requires me to go by at least one of them. I have nicely asked them to see if they could see if they could maybe calm their dogs down and explained my dog has some trauma, and they esssentially tell me that it isnt their problem.
Our worst incident with them happend last night, we were on our night walk. I walked past their house since I figured that it was late and that they weren’t gonna let their dog out since the couple who lives there is on the older side, and would probably go to bed a bit earlier. The house is on a corner with a fence spanning the yard, and it borders a street where cars can go pretty fast and theres a hill so people cant really see you while they drive. Out of the corner of my eye, I see something white charging at us from behind the fence. Then the fence rattled, with a poodle’s snout poking out and snapping at us. My dog didnt even notice it until it charged at us. This terrified my dog and the two dogs got into a barking match, with mine being so scared it backed away and froze into place in the middle of the street. I tried to be calm at first but then a pair of headlights came careening towards us. I frantically tried picking her up to carry her to safety, but she dodged me. Thankfully the car swerved around us in time, but their fence fight persisted and she still was afraid. After almost being hit by a car, I felt a little infuriated and asked him to please at least try and help calm his dog(i have asked him to do this on about 3 other occasions, very nicely). In a very condescending tone, he responded with “It seems like you’re too stupid to notice theres a fence here the last few times you walked past. I don’t need to do anything since thats separating us.” I know that by law, hes completely right, but I just thought he would have a bit more empathy considering his dog started it and he had watched me almost get hit by a car. He also said a another mean thing to me, but I’m gonna keep this SFW. I kept my cool as I had every other time, and picked her up and carried her away.
I’m honestly stumped on how to deal with this. I constantly try to avoid these houses and go at certain times to see if their dogs arent out but I feel like I just get unlucky a lot and either have to encounter them or I just cant avoid the houses on the route. As I said, I can’t walk anywhere else really and she is in the process of getting trained to be less reactive, but I can’t have incidents like this happening because they both put us in danger and set her training back. It doesn’t seem like these owners are willing to be amicable and I don’t really know a way to fix the problem in another way.
2023.06.10 16:57 smackmeharddaddy Headlight on car out
Need to get my car inspected soon and my headlight decided to conveniently go out. Any idea if I just need to replace just the bulb?
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★ Shadow Daggers Ultraviolet FT, B/O: $105
★ Shadow Daggers Black Laminate FT, B/O: $99
★ Shadow Daggers Forest DDPAT FT, B/O: $85
⎯★ Gut Knife Doppler (Sapphire) MW #1, B/O: $1700
★ Gut Knife Gamma Doppler (Phase 1) FN, B/O: $223
★ Gut Knife Marble Fade FN, B/O: $203
★ Gut Knife Doppler (Phase 2) FN, B/O: $191
★ Gut Knife Case Hardened BS, B/O: $127
⎯★ Navaja Knife Doppler (Phase 4) FN, B/O: $199
★ Navaja Knife Doppler (Phase 4) FN, B/O: $199
★ Navaja Knife, B/O: $138
★ Navaja Knife Damascus Steel FN, B/O: $111
⎯★ Classic Knife Urban Masked FT, B/O: $146
★ StatTrak™ Classic Knife Stained BS, B/O: $168
⎯★ Ursus Knife Doppler (Phase 3) FN, B/O: $476
★ Ursus Knife, B/O: $375
⎯★ Skeleton Knife, B/O: $1137
★ Talon Knife, B/O: $608
★ Paracord Knife, B/O: $305
★ Survival Knife Forest DDPAT FT, B/O: $97
GLOVES
★ Moto Gloves Transport MW, B/O: $204
★ Moto Gloves Polygon BS, B/O: $142
★ Moto Gloves Blood Pressure BS, B/O: $84
★ Moto Gloves Blood Pressure BS, B/O: $84
★ Moto Gloves 3rd Commando Company BS, B/O: $63
★ Moto Gloves 3rd Commando Company BS, B/O: $63
⎯★ Specialist Gloves Crimson Kimono WW, B/O: $1215
★ Specialist Gloves Tiger Strike FT, B/O: $672
★ Specialist Gloves Lt. Commander FT, B/O: $305
★ Specialist Gloves Lt. Commander BS, B/O: $140
★ Specialist Gloves Crimson Web BS, B/O: $137
★ Specialist Gloves Buckshot FT, B/O: $75
⎯★ Driver Gloves Crimson Weave FT, B/O: $359
★ Driver Gloves Imperial Plaid BS, B/O: $229
★ Driver Gloves Overtake BS, B/O: $77
★ Driver Gloves Racing Green FT, B/O: $48
⎯★ Sport Gloves Omega FT, B/O: $739
★ Sport Gloves Amphibious BS #2, B/O: $733
★ Sport Gloves Arid BS, B/O: $292
⎯★ Hand Wraps Giraffe MW, B/O: $212
★ Hand Wraps Leather FT, B/O: $160
★ Hand Wraps Desert Shamagh MW, B/O: $101
⎯★ Broken Fang Gloves Yellow-banded MW, B/O: $185
★ Broken Fang Gloves Needle Point FT, B/O: $67
★ Broken Fang Gloves Needle Point WW, B/O: $59
⎯★ Hydra Gloves Case Hardened BS, B/O: $65
★ Hydra Gloves Emerald FT, B/O: $65
★ Hydra Gloves Emerald BS, B/O: $62
WEAPONS
AK-47 Case Hardened BS, B/O: $130
AK-47 Bloodsport MW, B/O: $79
AK-47 Fuel Injector BS, B/O: $76
AK-47 Fuel Injector BS, B/O: $76
AK-47 Bloodsport FT, B/O: $70
AK-47 Neon Rider MW, B/O: $60
StatTrak™ AK-47 Aquamarine Revenge FT, B/O: $72
⎯AWP Fade FN, B/O: $1039
AWP Asiimov FT, B/O: $139
AWP Asiimov FT, B/O: $139
AWP Wildfire MW, B/O: $95
AWP BOOM MW, B/O: $93
AWP BOOM MW, B/O: $93
AWP Duality FN, B/O: $81
AWP Asiimov BS, B/O: $79
AWP Asiimov BS, B/O: $79
AWP Chromatic Aberration FN, B/O: $60
StatTrak™ AWP Hyper Beast FT, B/O: $68
StatTrak™ AWP Hyper Beast FT, B/O: $68
StatTrak™ AWP Electric Hive FT, B/O: $55
⎯Desert Eagle Blaze FN, B/O: $623
Desert Eagle Emerald Jörmungandr FN, B/O: $241
Desert Eagle Cobalt Disruption FN, B/O: $81
Desert Eagle Cobalt Disruption FN, B/O: $81
Desert Eagle Cobalt Disruption FN, B/O: $81
Desert Eagle Printstream FT, B/O: $54
⎯M4A1-S Blue Phosphor FN, B/O: $434
StatTrak™ M4A1-S Bright Water MW, B/O: $55
⎯M4A4 Poseidon FN, B/O: $1465
M4A4 Asiimov BS, B/O: $55
M4A4 Hellfire MW, B/O: $50
⎯USP-S Kill Confirmed MW, B/O: $72
USP-S Printstream FT, B/O: $69
StatTrak™ USP-S Kill Confirmed FT, B/O: $139
⎯AUG Flame Jörmungandr FN, B/O: $234
P90 Run and Hide FT, B/O: $147
Five-SeveN Candy Apple FN, B/O: $61
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2023.06.10 15:48 Turbulent_Umpire_265 Looking for a early 2000s to mid 2010s muscle car.
Hello everyone, I’m looking for a muscle car from 2005-2015 that’s reliable and doesn’t put too much of a dent in my wallet. I’m open to any type but I am a huge fan of Dodge and their chargers. What should I look for? The most I can spend is 12k.
Edit: Preferably one that easy(ish) to modify.
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Edit: Preferably one that easy(ish) to modify.
2023.06.10 15:31 JanesLoveThrwy Struggling to find a main agent. Any advice?
I’ve been having a ton of fun in Valorant recently. I’ve climbed from Silver to Plat in two months using Woohoojins videos and some other content I’ve seen. I come from CSGO and Overwatch, so I’m not a complete beginner. However, I’ve been having a hard time finding a main agent/role for me to focus on playing and mastering. I’ve tried every single role and most of the agents. And I’ve found something to really enjoy and really dislike about each role I’ve tried.
For Duelist, I like the ability to just focus on gaining space and getting entry frags for my team. It’s simple, but deceptively hard to do. However the pressure of getting multi kills and top fragging is too much for me. I’m mechanically good at the game, for Plat that is, and I win most of my gun fights, but I hate the pressure and expectation to be cracked at the game for some reason. Although some of my most hype moments have been playing Raze and just flying across the map spraying bullets.
For Controller, I am very mixed on it. I’ve had games where I’ve destroyed as a Controller, and games where I’ve felt useless. I like being able to choke off points and smoke dangerous angles for my team, but I hate that I have to rely on my team to play off my smokes. So many times I’ve smoked off an area, only for a teammate to rush through it without a flash or anything. I’ve had some good plays with Astra and Brimstone, but really just don’t enjoy the passive playable their kits lead me to.
For Sentinel, I am best at this role, but haven’t really been enjoying it much. I love outsmarting opponents with Cypher and Killjoy setups, but I really don’t like how the whole point is to stay back and wait for the enemies. I understand it, but wish their was more moment to moment improvisation in their kits. I hate playing Sage because some people are so toxic if you don’t heal them the moment they take 2 points of damage, or revive the wrong teammate. For Chamber…I miss the overpowered kit from before, that’s all. Basically, I have the most hours on the Sentinel role, but have found myself not enjoying the whole idea of setups. I prefer spontaneous decisions.
Now to Initiator, which I currently have my eye on. This role seems very good and promising, but there’s one big thing that holds me back: flashes and lineups. I love flashes…but not when my teammates don’t understand “flashing now” or don’t know how to dodge a flash. KayO and Skye are awesome to play, but it’s so difficult to convince my team to actually wait for me to initiate site before we push. And with KayO, I dislike needing to know lineups. The reason I never made it to high elo in CSGO is that I despised learning smoke, Molly and flash lineups. It felt so tedious and boring to be honest. Which is my downside to Sova and and Fade. Sova especially feels like an agent that seems to require a ton of lineups to work well. But again, I hate lineups. I love the information gathering that Fade and Sova have. Especially Sova’s dart and drone, which are great for my playstyle. But again, the lineups kind of put me off.
Basically I just don’t feel right in any role or agent. I have good games with each but haven’t had a great game with any. Based on my thoughts, what agent do you think I should commit to? What are you’re opinions in the agents?
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For Duelist, I like the ability to just focus on gaining space and getting entry frags for my team. It’s simple, but deceptively hard to do. However the pressure of getting multi kills and top fragging is too much for me. I’m mechanically good at the game, for Plat that is, and I win most of my gun fights, but I hate the pressure and expectation to be cracked at the game for some reason. Although some of my most hype moments have been playing Raze and just flying across the map spraying bullets.
For Controller, I am very mixed on it. I’ve had games where I’ve destroyed as a Controller, and games where I’ve felt useless. I like being able to choke off points and smoke dangerous angles for my team, but I hate that I have to rely on my team to play off my smokes. So many times I’ve smoked off an area, only for a teammate to rush through it without a flash or anything. I’ve had some good plays with Astra and Brimstone, but really just don’t enjoy the passive playable their kits lead me to.
For Sentinel, I am best at this role, but haven’t really been enjoying it much. I love outsmarting opponents with Cypher and Killjoy setups, but I really don’t like how the whole point is to stay back and wait for the enemies. I understand it, but wish their was more moment to moment improvisation in their kits. I hate playing Sage because some people are so toxic if you don’t heal them the moment they take 2 points of damage, or revive the wrong teammate. For Chamber…I miss the overpowered kit from before, that’s all. Basically, I have the most hours on the Sentinel role, but have found myself not enjoying the whole idea of setups. I prefer spontaneous decisions.
Now to Initiator, which I currently have my eye on. This role seems very good and promising, but there’s one big thing that holds me back: flashes and lineups. I love flashes…but not when my teammates don’t understand “flashing now” or don’t know how to dodge a flash. KayO and Skye are awesome to play, but it’s so difficult to convince my team to actually wait for me to initiate site before we push. And with KayO, I dislike needing to know lineups. The reason I never made it to high elo in CSGO is that I despised learning smoke, Molly and flash lineups. It felt so tedious and boring to be honest. Which is my downside to Sova and and Fade. Sova especially feels like an agent that seems to require a ton of lineups to work well. But again, I hate lineups. I love the information gathering that Fade and Sova have. Especially Sova’s dart and drone, which are great for my playstyle. But again, the lineups kind of put me off.
Basically I just don’t feel right in any role or agent. I have good games with each but haven’t had a great game with any. Based on my thoughts, what agent do you think I should commit to? What are you’re opinions in the agents?
2023.06.10 14:26 threehappypenguins Mixing Undercoat Types?
We bought a 2012 Nissan Sentra in February for about $2,700 taxes in. We decided it was a good buy because it didn't have a ton of rust like other vehicles its age, and all we need is a cheap commute beater. I see there are Perma-Guard stickers, and there's this thick tar-like stuff applied everywhere (underneath, under the hood, etc).
My question is, can I have something like Corrosion Free applied overtop the Perma-Guard? I know for a fact that Perma-Guard doesn't last forever (I think it's only warrantied for 10 years anyway), because our 2005 Sienna had the stuff, we bought it in 2015, and by 2018, we were having to start patching the rockers. By last July (2022), we had to sell it and buy another van because there wasn't much left to weld to and the guy who does the body work was (rightly) worried about side impact with my kids (that it would just crumple).
But I am unsure about mixing undercoat types and figured I'd ask here. I would like to bring it to Shine Factory in Burnside since they did a good job on our 2016 Dodge Grand Caravan last fall. I know Canadian Tire does it too, but they are hit and miss with quality.
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My question is, can I have something like Corrosion Free applied overtop the Perma-Guard? I know for a fact that Perma-Guard doesn't last forever (I think it's only warrantied for 10 years anyway), because our 2005 Sienna had the stuff, we bought it in 2015, and by 2018, we were having to start patching the rockers. By last July (2022), we had to sell it and buy another van because there wasn't much left to weld to and the guy who does the body work was (rightly) worried about side impact with my kids (that it would just crumple).
But I am unsure about mixing undercoat types and figured I'd ask here. I would like to bring it to Shine Factory in Burnside since they did a good job on our 2016 Dodge Grand Caravan last fall. I know Canadian Tire does it too, but they are hit and miss with quality.
2023.06.10 13:31 Mees2312 Finding a Hypercar in the US except CA and FL - pt. 11
Aston Martin V8 Vantage 2005
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.4946636,-111.9087043,3a,15y,347.95h,87.15t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sCkf2tzFYlzC7BR4FKLoM_Q!2e0!5s20200201T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Aston Martin V8 Vantage Roadster 2006
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.6342828,-111.9077443,3a,15y,3.61h,85.35t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sVYjD_FRT-olZqOqpAKigSA!2e0!5s20210201T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Audi R8 Type 42 Spyder
https://www.google.com/maps/@40.8181416,-72.5631039,3a,15y,182.65h,87.34t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sOOLukgv9sez5Gmzpako5aQ!2e0!5s20120701T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
Audi RS5 B8
https://www.google.com/maps/@40.8181833,-72.5630938,3a,15y,162.73h,85.72t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sVliYNE24nCwExGrb39dmrA!2e0!5s20130901T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
Audi TT-RS 8J
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.6347097,-111.9076574,3a,15y,250.55h,87.99t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sG94QoaoBij1qyysvbS2xSA!2e0!5s20190401T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Austin-Healey 3000
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.5074705,-111.9088669,3a,15y,99.78h,81.75t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1s0xQuFk-vyPsLV73WVqtR3A!2e0!5s20150601T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
Bentley Arnage
https://www.google.com/maps/@40.8231597,-72.6598377,3a,21.3y,314.07h,81.37t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1spZkEd6Rt_1V2rV4Ppi5r5g!2e0!5s20130901T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
Bentley Bentayga
https://www.google.com/maps/@40.8707152,-73.4582209,3a,24.9y,29.35h,81.81t/data=!3m6!1e1!3m4!1s-55WjppZkVbbm8Ph1ROHvg!2e0!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Bentley Bentayga 2020
https://www.google.com/maps/@40.7929703,-72.6523189,3a,27y,152.84h,82.13t/data=!3m6!1e1!3m4!1sw-3p2eahvbxhA-jyh7HxUA!2e0!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Bentley Continental GT
https://www.google.com/maps/@40.7935545,-72.6501587,3a,15y,333.11h,86.05t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sOuEA8B-ZvAcLwMd47UyhbA!2e0!5s20130901T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
Bentley Continental GT
https://www.google.com/maps/@40.8104377,-73.5019429,3a,15y,18.39h,83.25t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sVWsHzBKrW19OVFr2vEV3dA!2e0!5s20110901T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
Bentley Continental GT
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.637614,-111.9074491,3a,15.4y,304.56h,83.73t,0.64data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sb4OBbZjIk2i1K_fhhoXTqQ!2e0!5s20110801T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
Bentley Continental GT Speed 2016
https://www.google.com/maps/@40.8228577,-73.4442834,3a,21.2y,150.84h,81.63t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1su9xiBFJPvBLfev3q7j9wAA!2e0!5s20180901T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
Bentley Continental GT Speed 2016
https://www.google.com/maps/@40.7763908,-73.7510099,3a,40.9y,236.2h,74.59t/data=!3m6!1e1!3m4!1s1GE-t0lfbsAfPcUweahYuA!2e0!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Bentley Continental GTC
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.523843,-111.909085,3a,15y,132.03h,86.78t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1s3pcWStH9H31klmPyn7DC7Q!2e0!5s20171201T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
BMW M3 E92
https://www.google.com/maps/@40.8757245,-73.597971,3a,36.7y,114.93h,61.39t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sXtXyu3zjokIjnrj3HOXCyA!2e0!5s20180601T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
BMW M3 F80
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.5240684,-111.9088827,3a,15y,118.14h,86.63t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1s20qMOJMpcvuF09m84VOp4w!2e0!5s20160401T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
BMW M3 F80
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.6366625,-111.9074426,3a,15y,236.78h,83.62t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sudC0Z9dFHx3hImuVGxwNhA!2e0!5s20200201T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
BMW M3 G80
https://www.google.com/maps/@40.8099396,-73.6966949,3a,15y,148.84h,87.36t/data=!3m6!1e1!3m4!1srrZhEf4O9XWDCJNiR3jqnA!2e0!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
BMW M5 F10
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.4951357,-111.9088102,3a,15y,5.82h,86.15t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1saxldbQZq93m8q5t6nhZq_w!2e0!5s20190201T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Cadillac CTS-V Coupe
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.5008662,-111.9088093,3a,30.7y,328.83h,72.62t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1svxJ54_inhgrtjYXds3mpjg!2e0!5s20190201T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Chevrolet Corvette C2 Convertible Replica
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.6402776,-111.9072904,3a,15y,295.72h,86.51t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1smvnS9sYPJr1EqFYbSK5P3Q!2e0!5s20200201T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Chevrolet Corvette C7 Z06
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.6347009,-111.9076187,3a,47.9y,242.37h,64.4t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sqXbluQocWt-t09DVJvvoDw!2e0!5s20180401T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Dodge Challenger SRT Demon
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.4951193,-111.9090452,3a,42.5y,31.31h,73.97t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sAPvpMbamYOEjgkIBxnk-bA!2e0!5s20200201T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Dodge Viper SRT-10 Roadster
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.6402329,-111.9073005,3a,15y,195.41h,89.23t,0data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1s4HdhcZ3S59FSXI8cCyj6Vg!2e0!5s20110801T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
Ferrari 458 Italia
https://www.google.com/maps/@40.8743922,-73.5965874,3a,15y,165.59h,85.67t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1swTh5L8s10f_igUBrvWfvyw!2e0!5s20130801T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
Ferrari 488 GTB
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.6349827,-111.907547,3a,15y,343.17h,88.44t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1smnf1itTGlM-ywnPyKHmUaw!2e0!5s20180401T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Ferrari 488 Spider
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.6312006,-111.9100976,3a,15y,26.46h,86.72t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sfhWKkXecAOpGKNtkeNu-Yw!2e0!5s20210201T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Ferrari California
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.4948977,-111.9086296,3a,15y,88.16h,87.51t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sTlgssoE6IRHjFUdpmiE4BQ!2e0!5s20190401T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Ford F-150 Shelby Super Snake
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.5058595,-111.9086294,3a,15y,307.66h,85.89t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sIYLGvKzJMc-MGuSE8ZHSyw!2e0!5s20190401T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Ford Mustang Shelby GT350 2015
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.4946621,-111.9087005,3a,21.1y,42.62h,83.35t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1s8RTYS2c8vETG2GhgK_vfDg!2e0!5s20190401T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Ford Mustang Shelby GT500 Convertible 2011
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.4946682,-111.9088411,3a,15y,191.36h,82.65t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sIQ2HZZA7C8z7BRCW6Ob0wg!2e0!5s20160301T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
Jensen Interceptor
https://www.google.com/maps/@40.8706506,-73.458399,3a,38.2y,345.35h,74.02t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sE8RcLCvcH308lXryQcaiyw!2e0!5s20190901T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Lamborghini Gallardo LP 570-4 Spyder Performante
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.514235,-111.9088759,3a,15y,150.78h,83.81t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sg3miuAoxmtQITbQFgA3vkQ!2e0!5s20160401T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
Lamborghini Gallardo Spyder (not a real Edizione Tecnica)
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.5093285,-111.9082976,3a,15y,275.03h,87.63t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1s3YCtbjmjADet_LYT-NjR3A!2e0!5s20210201T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Lexus LC500
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.6345553,-111.9075137,3a,15y,318.5h,88.86t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1szmxrlhEnpw4YWy1TlaCrnA!2e0!5s20210301T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Lexus RC-F
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.5015783,-111.9089669,3a,33.5y,82.94h,78.93t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sB0Awb8jAoxmtWmcZuzvX4Q!2e0!5s20200201T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Lotus Elise S2
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.4952279,-111.9088106,3a,15y,335.54h,85.95t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sVCXWPXW39w3BwRFjMguvJA!2e0!5s20190201T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Maserati 4200 GT
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.5020856,-111.9085318,3a,15y,272.36h,86.38t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1siLN1DV-oTPVXQAd1fjLcyA!2e0!5s20160301T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
Maserati GranCabrio
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.6342828,-111.9077443,3a,15y,310.67h,87.58t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sVYjD_FRT-olZqOqpAKigSA!2e0!5s20210201T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Maserati GranCabrio Sport
https://www.google.com/maps/@40.8144543,-73.4770896,3a,27.9y,105.94h,69.31t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1s7Db0fQsdyk9vvMEUxY7vow!2e0!5s20150801T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
Maserati GranTurismo
https://www.google.com/maps/@40.885991,-73.4178495,3a,15y,287.68h,86.38t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sEgi4eYOM9BIJTg0xQEe77A!2e0!5s20170601T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
Maserati GranTurismo Sport
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.5238123,-111.9090456,3a,15y,53.69h,84.41t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sWoyS1Wj0c0N6RIQGwr8YyA!2e0!5s20170701T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
Maserati Quattroporte 2009
https://www.google.com/maps/@40.8709425,-73.4576964,3a,15y,157.92h,85.19t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sQTJlu9jP21cnQTV9ND52Kg!2e0!5s20130101T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
Maserati Quattroporte 2009
https://www.google.com/maps/@40.8857203,-73.4179946,3a,15y,89.74h,85.21t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sGKZYEkOZSDsgZVjp5qotXg!2e0!5s20131001T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
Maserati Quattroporte V
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.4949635,-111.9086584,3a,18y,89.33h,83.12t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sDgK5yE8sHoyoF3b5x7qyYQ!2e0!5s20110301T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
Maserati Quattroporte VI
https://www.google.com/maps/@40.8103122,-73.5014408,3a,15y,313.96h,87.24t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sOBadY_1K7vofI-9RWmqPLQ!2e0!5s20180601T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
Maserati Quattroporte VI
https://www.google.com/maps/@40.8102024,-73.5021247,3a,15y,275.83h,88.03t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sqt8a7e1DsvJY77xkyHS9Gg!2e0!5s20211101T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Maserati Quattroporte VI
https://www.google.com/maps/@40.8226797,-73.4443997,3a,43y,163.26h,75.34t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1s4ifq7H0FEf53jq7ZtBChkA!2e0!5s20180901T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
Mercedes-Benz 190 SL
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.6402418,-111.9072701,3a,15y,240.04h,86.74t,0data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sCd4vJqD5EeGkVY6eJMU5xw!2e0!5s20160301T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
Mercedes-Benz G550 4x4^2
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.5095981,-111.9087501,3a,15y,180.71h,88.48t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sRT_BIG652e_jczuZEMbzsg!2e0!5s20221201T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Mercedes-Benz G63 AMG 2012
https://www.google.com/maps/@40.8233349,-73.4439291,3a,15y,80.11h,83.87t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sniteU5PQNMkeQv4kJ2MEKQ!2e0!5s20211201T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Mercedes-Benz G63 AMG 2012
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.6305925,-111.910956,3a,49y,354.33h,77.46t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sUTbwEiPkfx74a45X-DLb1Q!2e0!5s20190301T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Mercedes-Benz G63 AMG 2018
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.5100459,-111.9085096,3a,15y,251.96h,85.93t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1skpQUl34JYc8Frk31H4KdQA!2e0!5s20210201T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Mercedes-Benz G63 AMG 2018
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.6367802,-111.9074443,3a,16.9y,285.68h,85.56t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sLUC85EFPSjDXv9gEyVSQ_g!2e0!5s20210301T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Mercedes-Benz ML63 AMG W166
https://www.google.com/maps/@40.8757302,-73.5979276,3a,35.9y,232.84h,69.14t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sdG15hTT3FeIdN3qQyQ3Kdw!2e0!5s20160901T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
Mercedes-Benz SL500 Silver Arrow Edition
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.5062095,-111.9086308,3a,18.6y,271.19h,82.32t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1s_9HfuFDCEGekadkgMIQIvg!2e0!5s20130401T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
Mercedes-Benz SL500 Silver Arrow Edition
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.634431,-111.9075077,3a,15y,266.82h,85.87t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sBZxR2GfTUp3LkQ843BEW3g!2e0!5s20160301T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
Mercedes-Benz SL55 AMG R230
https://www.google.com/maps/@40.8583842,-73.5352303,3a,15y,65.36h,85.1t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sImnwwawyvZlyC5S3uXa6bQ!2e0!5s20130901T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
Mercedes-Benz SL55 AMG R230
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.521571,-111.9087023,3a,16.7y,300.95h,83.79t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sHsTokeJIklq1C_g8CCsxGQ!2e0!5s20180101T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Mercedes-Benz SLK 55 AMG R171
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.4946748,-111.9088833,3a,15y,40.99h,87.43t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sp-msXZVA9isUu0xQuJ8Dcg!2e0!5s20161001T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
Mercedes-Benz SLK 55 AMG R171
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.655644,-111.907893,3a,15y,309.39h,84.98t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sP1ulGOLi3d88xd9mUkM-FQ!2e0!5s20130601T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
Mitsubishi Lancer Evolution X
https://www.google.com/maps/@40.8639925,-73.6308134,3a,41.7y,162.08h,74.83t/data=!3m6!1e1!3m4!1soT5_58Q6MJrDvga_o0DRSQ!2e0!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Nissan GT-R R35
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.5001388,-111.9090992,3a,15y,351.09h,85.78t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sxyicrNBbsrKA1uU6zcOBjQ!2e0!5s20180101T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Nissan GT-R R35
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.5090848,-111.9087164,3a,15y,66.54h,86.77t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sDi8pzEVtRA6jchhKMHV3ZQ!2e0!5s20221201T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Porsche 911 G-Series
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.6346921,-111.9076226,3a,15y,194.85h,85.15t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1s43rxyEBep8-d0p6cVQB6xw!2e0!5s20110801T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
Porsche 914 (Restoration in progress)
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.5027457,-111.9088193,3a,18.6y,95.06h,83.69t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1s3h4b7jTT8-8nnDpks7UVmw!2e0!5s20130401T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
Porsche 987 Boxster Spyder
https://www.google.com/maps/@40.8273191,-72.6469835,3a,15y,85.76h,86.58t/data=!3m6!1e1!3m4!1sDngYr1SM6dMpPtf6mGutUw!2e0!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Porsche 991 Carrera S
https://www.google.com/maps/@40.8103492,-73.5010805,3a,21.8y,356.73h,81.26t/data=!3m6!1e1!3m4!1ssBEgArnC2IiJoKnrL456XA!2e0!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Porsche 996 Turbo
https://www.google.com/maps/@40.8762612,-73.597218,3a,15y,74.41h,86.53t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1s26g_L-Jo3oqSc71-zF3E8w!2e0!5s20171001T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
Porsche 997 Carrera S Cabriolet
https://www.google.com/maps/@40.8704138,-73.4602693,3a,15y,118.56h,85.03t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1s-rD4snWFihJSMGmD-l_IKw!2e0!5s20130101T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
Porsche 997 GT3 RS
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.6345418,-111.9076257,3a,15y,215.72h,81.17t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1s72_H9CPSYOwgWl8DJlwoQw!2e0!5s20140601T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
Rolls-Royce Ghost Black Badge
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.6344639,-111.9075372,3a,15y,337.53h,88.85t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1smpyiLTV91EBAp3bvAeaWew!2e0!5s20230301T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Toyota Supra A80
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.4946552,-111.908882,3a,15y,359.88h,87.31t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sG8NAhaQaauZGj_0TkTH2Kw!2e0!5s20110301T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
Toyota Supra A90
https://www.google.com/maps/@41.0014741,-73.6626831,3a,33.2y,132.57h,77.11t/data=!3m6!1e1!3m4!1s-DWxwluhk651CHRTLCyQFg!2e0!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Toyota Supra A90
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.6257188,-111.9253764,3a,15y,71.89h,88.14t/data=!3m6!1e1!3m4!1sqyQMNE1uX10FMY9a6DZZCA!2e0!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
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https://www.google.com/maps/@33.4946636,-111.9087043,3a,15y,347.95h,87.15t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sCkf2tzFYlzC7BR4FKLoM_Q!2e0!5s20200201T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Aston Martin V8 Vantage Roadster 2006
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.6342828,-111.9077443,3a,15y,3.61h,85.35t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sVYjD_FRT-olZqOqpAKigSA!2e0!5s20210201T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Audi R8 Type 42 Spyder
https://www.google.com/maps/@40.8181416,-72.5631039,3a,15y,182.65h,87.34t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sOOLukgv9sez5Gmzpako5aQ!2e0!5s20120701T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
Audi RS5 B8
https://www.google.com/maps/@40.8181833,-72.5630938,3a,15y,162.73h,85.72t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sVliYNE24nCwExGrb39dmrA!2e0!5s20130901T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
Audi TT-RS 8J
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.6347097,-111.9076574,3a,15y,250.55h,87.99t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sG94QoaoBij1qyysvbS2xSA!2e0!5s20190401T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Austin-Healey 3000
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.5074705,-111.9088669,3a,15y,99.78h,81.75t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1s0xQuFk-vyPsLV73WVqtR3A!2e0!5s20150601T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
Bentley Arnage
https://www.google.com/maps/@40.8231597,-72.6598377,3a,21.3y,314.07h,81.37t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1spZkEd6Rt_1V2rV4Ppi5r5g!2e0!5s20130901T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
Bentley Bentayga
https://www.google.com/maps/@40.8707152,-73.4582209,3a,24.9y,29.35h,81.81t/data=!3m6!1e1!3m4!1s-55WjppZkVbbm8Ph1ROHvg!2e0!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Bentley Bentayga 2020
https://www.google.com/maps/@40.7929703,-72.6523189,3a,27y,152.84h,82.13t/data=!3m6!1e1!3m4!1sw-3p2eahvbxhA-jyh7HxUA!2e0!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Bentley Continental GT
https://www.google.com/maps/@40.7935545,-72.6501587,3a,15y,333.11h,86.05t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sOuEA8B-ZvAcLwMd47UyhbA!2e0!5s20130901T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
Bentley Continental GT
https://www.google.com/maps/@40.8104377,-73.5019429,3a,15y,18.39h,83.25t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sVWsHzBKrW19OVFr2vEV3dA!2e0!5s20110901T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
Bentley Continental GT
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.637614,-111.9074491,3a,15.4y,304.56h,83.73t,0.64data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sb4OBbZjIk2i1K_fhhoXTqQ!2e0!5s20110801T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
Bentley Continental GT Speed 2016
https://www.google.com/maps/@40.8228577,-73.4442834,3a,21.2y,150.84h,81.63t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1su9xiBFJPvBLfev3q7j9wAA!2e0!5s20180901T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
Bentley Continental GT Speed 2016
https://www.google.com/maps/@40.7763908,-73.7510099,3a,40.9y,236.2h,74.59t/data=!3m6!1e1!3m4!1s1GE-t0lfbsAfPcUweahYuA!2e0!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Bentley Continental GTC
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.523843,-111.909085,3a,15y,132.03h,86.78t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1s3pcWStH9H31klmPyn7DC7Q!2e0!5s20171201T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
BMW M3 E92
https://www.google.com/maps/@40.8757245,-73.597971,3a,36.7y,114.93h,61.39t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sXtXyu3zjokIjnrj3HOXCyA!2e0!5s20180601T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
BMW M3 F80
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.5240684,-111.9088827,3a,15y,118.14h,86.63t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1s20qMOJMpcvuF09m84VOp4w!2e0!5s20160401T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
BMW M3 F80
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.6366625,-111.9074426,3a,15y,236.78h,83.62t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sudC0Z9dFHx3hImuVGxwNhA!2e0!5s20200201T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
BMW M3 G80
https://www.google.com/maps/@40.8099396,-73.6966949,3a,15y,148.84h,87.36t/data=!3m6!1e1!3m4!1srrZhEf4O9XWDCJNiR3jqnA!2e0!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
BMW M5 F10
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.4951357,-111.9088102,3a,15y,5.82h,86.15t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1saxldbQZq93m8q5t6nhZq_w!2e0!5s20190201T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Cadillac CTS-V Coupe
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.5008662,-111.9088093,3a,30.7y,328.83h,72.62t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1svxJ54_inhgrtjYXds3mpjg!2e0!5s20190201T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Chevrolet Corvette C2 Convertible Replica
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.6402776,-111.9072904,3a,15y,295.72h,86.51t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1smvnS9sYPJr1EqFYbSK5P3Q!2e0!5s20200201T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Chevrolet Corvette C7 Z06
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.6347009,-111.9076187,3a,47.9y,242.37h,64.4t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sqXbluQocWt-t09DVJvvoDw!2e0!5s20180401T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Dodge Challenger SRT Demon
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.4951193,-111.9090452,3a,42.5y,31.31h,73.97t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sAPvpMbamYOEjgkIBxnk-bA!2e0!5s20200201T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Dodge Viper SRT-10 Roadster
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.6402329,-111.9073005,3a,15y,195.41h,89.23t,0data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1s4HdhcZ3S59FSXI8cCyj6Vg!2e0!5s20110801T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
Ferrari 458 Italia
https://www.google.com/maps/@40.8743922,-73.5965874,3a,15y,165.59h,85.67t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1swTh5L8s10f_igUBrvWfvyw!2e0!5s20130801T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
Ferrari 488 GTB
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.6349827,-111.907547,3a,15y,343.17h,88.44t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1smnf1itTGlM-ywnPyKHmUaw!2e0!5s20180401T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Ferrari 488 Spider
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.6312006,-111.9100976,3a,15y,26.46h,86.72t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sfhWKkXecAOpGKNtkeNu-Yw!2e0!5s20210201T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Ferrari California
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.4948977,-111.9086296,3a,15y,88.16h,87.51t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sTlgssoE6IRHjFUdpmiE4BQ!2e0!5s20190401T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Ford F-150 Shelby Super Snake
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.5058595,-111.9086294,3a,15y,307.66h,85.89t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sIYLGvKzJMc-MGuSE8ZHSyw!2e0!5s20190401T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Ford Mustang Shelby GT350 2015
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.4946621,-111.9087005,3a,21.1y,42.62h,83.35t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1s8RTYS2c8vETG2GhgK_vfDg!2e0!5s20190401T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Ford Mustang Shelby GT500 Convertible 2011
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.4946682,-111.9088411,3a,15y,191.36h,82.65t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sIQ2HZZA7C8z7BRCW6Ob0wg!2e0!5s20160301T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
Jensen Interceptor
https://www.google.com/maps/@40.8706506,-73.458399,3a,38.2y,345.35h,74.02t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sE8RcLCvcH308lXryQcaiyw!2e0!5s20190901T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Lamborghini Gallardo LP 570-4 Spyder Performante
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.514235,-111.9088759,3a,15y,150.78h,83.81t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1sg3miuAoxmtQITbQFgA3vkQ!2e0!5s20160401T000000!7i13312!8i6656?entry=ttu
Lamborghini Gallardo Spyder (not a real Edizione Tecnica)
https://www.google.com/maps/@33.5093285,-111.9082976,3a,15y,275.03h,87.63t/data=!3m7!1e1!3m5!1s3YCtbjmjADet_LYT-NjR3A!2e0!5s20210201T000000!7i16384!8i8192?entry=ttu
Lexus LC500
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Lexus RC-F
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Mercedes-Benz SL500 Silver Arrow Edition
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Mercedes-Benz SL500 Silver Arrow Edition
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Mercedes-Benz SL55 AMG R230
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Mercedes-Benz SLK 55 AMG R171
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Mercedes-Benz SLK 55 AMG R171
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Nissan GT-R R35
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Nissan GT-R R35
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Porsche 914 (Restoration in progress)
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Rolls-Royce Ghost Black Badge
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Toyota Supra A80
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Toyota Supra A90
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Toyota Supra A90
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2023.06.10 13:25 Professional_Prune11 Human Trauma Section Thirteen: Human Savage
Hello, my buds. I hope you all had a good week. This week we have Shiksie and Martinez having a meeting with the Director. This chapter will be setting up the big goal for Martinez going forwards, it will be something he has to balance with his time with friends, Lysa, and some other characters you have yet to meet yet.
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To Shikisies disappointment she had to stop her conversation with Martinez to take the call from the Director. As far as she was able to tell her conversation with Martinez was going very well; It seemed that the two of them were genuinely starting to build a connection of some sort, even if it was small and likely fragile. Having Martinez open up to her and rely on her at all was still very pleasing.
When she answered the phone from the director, Shiksies' hackles stood on end the moment he started speaking. There was no form of care or concern in his voice; every word was filled with venom and spite. It was evident enough that the director was furious at the human because every hiss and growl in his tone was not directed at her but at Martinez. He demanded that Her and Martinez report to his office as fast as possible.
Shiksie attempted to explain the situation with how Martinez was having a hard time with trauma and likely should not be subjected to more hostility at the moment, but the director was hearing none of it. He would not budge on the matter, snapping that he would ship both of them off-world in a heartbeat if they weren't in front of his desk within the hour.
Shiksie hung her head low. While she might have some pull in the trauma unit, when it came to the director she was just another number on a spreadsheet the man. Just another worker who was either an asset or a liability. She had enough experience with the political game higher-ups in the GU had to play to see their careers advance, and the director was no different.
Both she and Harnsis had their own bone to pick with the Director, him having kept them in their current positions longer than they should have been. All because he would dangle some promise of a promotion or a new certification opportunity in front of them. The director had always been good at the carrot or the stick method of leadership. Likely that was one of the reasons he had been in charge of two different hospitals over the course of the last 40 standard cycles.
The amount of ire Martinez had drawn from the director was shocking to her, never in all her time on the station had anyone been called to his office for anything other than a meet and greet, or a cordial goodbye. The fight Martinez was involved in must have ruffled the feathers of some big-time players in the GU to have the directors so up in arms. Either that or the director had some big plans she would much rather Martinez stay out of; Navigating the politics of the GU was a ruthless game, no one should step into without a certain type of conviction or goal already in their mind.
Shiksie turned her attention back to Martinez. He was still lazily seated on the bench, his lustrous brown eyes tracking her intently. Clearly, he had heard her half of the conversation and was displeased by it. The sorrow pooling in his vibrant eyes made her heart ache. No one should look that downtrodden in their life.
Even if the two of them butted heads when they had first met, it would be a cold day in whatever hell the director believed in before she let that man break her apprentice more than whatever events in his past had already done.
“So how much of that did you hear?” Shiksies asked while she tucked away her datapad.
“Enough to know I am likely screwed,” Martinez sighed, his shoulders slumping to match the rest of his woeful appearance.
“Oh come on,” Shiksie said as she walked up to Martinez. She gently placed one of her hands on his shoulder, and Martinez made no effort at all to stop her or even pull away. Shiksie was uncertain if she should feel relieved or horrified that Martinez had just let her touch him with no reaction at all.
“We are both requested, I'm certain it won't be that bad,” She said.
Martinez looked back up at her and sighed. He could see Shiksie was trying, but he doubted anything good would come of this meeting. He figured from the intensity Shiksie had been arguing with the director, this meeting was likely to be the most legendary reaming he had ever received. It would make any fight he and the Marines had on navy ships look like a light talking to.
“Not like I have any choice in the matter, '' Martinez replied flippantly. Having surrendered to the fact that his fate was already out of his control. He had dealt with enough incidents in the Human navy to know fighting in town was a huge no-no. He could not even fathom the depths of the hole he had dug for himself by having fought several aliens while being the only human in several light years.
Martinez stood up and gently pushed Shiksies hand off his shoulder. He took a deep breath and centered himself. The voices of his drill instructors and his former sergeants rang loudly in his mind.
“Keep your bearing”
It was something he had fairly mastered at this point. The director might have surprised him when they first met, but this time Martinez knew what he looked like and was ready for him.
“Let’s get this over with,” Martinez said as he turned and walked back towards the building.
Shiksie trailed behind Martinez as they walked towards the director's office, her ears fluttered around catching passing glimpses of every conversation they neared. The other residents and workers of Draun took no notice of the two of them as they passed, as they saw it today was just another day at the office.
Shiksies nose scrunched as they got closer to the elevators leading up to the Director's office. Martinez was clearly starting to worry more than he had at the start of the day. The sheer amount of sweat and pheromones pouring off him was choking, even with her using a scent blocker the amount of anxiety and worry crawling on him was palpable. A sickening haze of rot, sweat, and Martinez’s pine smell coated the air around him.
Once they had reached the elevator, Shiksie caught a glimpse of Martinez’s eyes as he turned back towards the door. The blank look on his face was unnerving, sending her hackles up on end. He looked more like the walking dead than the strong-willed human she knew he was.
His vibrant brown eyes bored through her and everything else in the hospital. It was obvious he had looked at her, but it did not seem like his eyes were focused on anything at all. A vapid blank expression coated his face like a vile doppelganger had replaced him.
As the elevator lurched upwards, Shiksie held her breath, trying to keep the potency of Martinez’s scent from overtaking her. Luckily whatever mood he was in right now was not a talkative one. The excruciatingly long elevator ride up to the top floor was filled with deathly silence.
Once they were in front of the Director's large wooden office doors, Martinez paused. Without Harnsis here to lead him into the belly of the beast he figured he would do it himself, and he was not about to have Shiksie go in there without him. She seemed upset by the whole ordeal already, and he did not want her to cause more trouble for him, or herself.
Martinez slammed his fist on the door, the heavy impacts of his fist vibrating throughout the entire floor.
He looked back at Shiksie, she nervously rolled the tip of her tail between her hands while holding it just in front of her shapely waist. Her ears slightly drooped, and her deep blue eyes held that icy glare he had seen every day since he had arrived.
A wry smile curled on his lips as he turned back towards the door. Martinez wondered if this would be the first time Shiksie had ever stood before someone in charge of her for anything negative. She did not seem like the type to ever cause any sort of trouble; He had no doubt that she was nervous, as getting a read on the enigmatic Catwoman was getting easier by the day.
“Come in,” The growling voice of the director sounded out, vibrating the massive wood doors on their hinges.
Martinez parted the door and entered the room. He was not certain why he thought it was what he should do, maybe it was just some kind of ingrained behavior for reporting in anywhere.
Each one of his steps was a calculated march, not a single piece of wasted motion as walked with purpose, right in front of the Director's desk. His heels clicked together as he assumed a crisp position of attention in front of the large lizard-like alien.
Shiksie watched in confusion as Martinez marched proudly into the room, his mannerisms juxtaposed to the anxiety she could nearly taste rolling off him. She quickly trailed in behind him and took a far less crisp stance next to the human. She wrapped one hand in the other and held them in front of her waist, her tail tucked low behind one of her legs.
“You called for us Sir,” Shiksie said.
The massive black-scaled alien leaned forwards on his desk, his elbows causing the desk frame to bow, creaking underneath his massive frame. His knife-like claws tapped loudly on the thick armor-like plates on his chest. He narrowed his fours greenish-yellow eyes on Martinez, and let out a deep guttural growl.
“I did, I am glad the two of you made it here so quickly” the Director grumbled. “We have much to discuss”
“Of course Sir,” Shiksie replied “We would not want to keep you waiting”
“Take a seat,” the Director huffed while gesturing to the two chairs across from him.
The two of them slid into the chairs. Martinez sat up straight as if there was a rod of iron built into his spine. Martinez looked back at the Director's horrifying predatory eyes, doing everything he could to keep his bearing from breaking. He was shuffling his feet in his shoes and biting down on his tongue. Even though from the moment he entered his heart regrettably started racing, a primal fear of the Director's appearance, began to well up inside of him.
“Now then onto business, there is no point in keeping you here longer than I have to” the Director growled.
He reached into his desk and pulled out an incredibly large data pad, nearly the size of a small television; The device was obviously custom-made for the man, as it had a bulkier build than any other datapad either of them had ever seen.
The Director turned his attention to the data pad and resumed speaking “Martinez, do you remember what I told you when you first arrived here?”
“I am fairly confident that you instructed me to not cause any trouble, Sir,” Martinez replied in a nearly robotic monotone voice.
He nodded his head and turned the data pad around, so Shiksie and Martinez could see the video he had pulled up on the galactic union's video-sharing site. The title caught both Martinez’s and Shiksies attention “Human Savage and Vein Slicer nearly kill”
“Tell me then, would hospitalizing two people count as causing trouble?” The director hissed
Cold sweat formed on Martinez's back as the video began to play. Lysa and his fight against the aliens had been fully captured in remarkably high definition. Her graceful dodges and strikes against the alien. Followed quickly by his relentless assault on the alien.
Martinez’s bruised arm throbbed as he saw the alien breaking its hand on it, the loud crunch of its bones causing whoever recorded the video to gasp. Then came the part that had Martinez’s heart shuddering. What he initially thought was a quick violent act of striking back, appeared far different in the framing of the video.
A monstrous glint filled his eyes on the video feed as he slowly approached his reeling opponent, not an ounce of humanity in his body as he stalked toward his injured prey. Martinez gripped his pants tightly, his knuckles going white as the moment approached. A deafening crunch sounded out as his fist connected with the alien's jaw, sending the creature collapsing to the ground.
The alien recording wretched in the background, the muttered words of “What kind of savage would do that” played just before the director cut the video off.
Shiksie watched the video in fascination. Martinez and the alien fighting alongside him was a surreal thing to watch; any doubt she had in her mind about how dangerous Martinez could be was gone. The fight was brutal and efficient, Martinez hardly looked like a living being in those brief moments. Each action was so well practiced and focused it shook Shiksie to the core.
Her eyes wandered over to Martinez; the mystery of the Human's past only grew further. Along with that, she had noticed in the fight something else. While he looked like a beast on a rampage, he had stepped in between the Aviex and the Urintal without a moment's hesitation. She wondered how Martinez had met the Aviex he had thrown himself into a fight for. She knew the two of them were on a date, but the way he acted so quickly was not the actions someone would take with a total stranger, at least in her eyes.
She thought back to their conversation about this even earlier. Martinez did tell her he was unsure why he jumped in so willingly to protect the Aviex woman, but actually seeing the fight unfold only made that comment all the more bizarre.
“I would definitely say that would count as causing trouble sir” Martinez grumbled
“Good, we are on the same page then,” the director replied. Before he tossed the datapad onto his desk.
“According to the regulations that I was given when you were assigned to me. I am acting as your current commanding officer. Therefore the issue of any punishment you will receive has been handed to me,” The director said as he pointed his knife-like claw at Martinez.
“Sir, why would he be getting punished? He did nothing wrong” Shiksie protested. “The police even decided that this was self-defense”
The director's eyes darted over to Shiksie, cutting into her icy gaze. “I am well aware of what the police have to say about the event” The director snapped. The bestial man took a moment and drew in a sharp breath. “As for your question it is because I have a job to do, so does he,” he sighed.
The director stood up to his full height. The director's three-meter tall frame towered over them both, nearly touching the ceiling. He wandered over towards the side of the room, his gaze trailing along a series of pictures hanging on. The pictures depicted the previous directors of Draun station. Each looked so wildly different from one another that it was hard for Martinez to believe.
“Do either of you have any idea what my job even is?” The director asked while tracing his claw along the multitude of pictures. “Or the job of all of the previous directors?”
“No, not really sir,” Martinez replied. Curious as to what the director was getting at.
Shiksie was well aware of the Director's job and did not trust him for that reason. He might do his best to keep you from being messed with by the public, but that protection came at a price.
He turned around and sighed. “My main concern is the optics and the interactions of Draun station and the public,'' He said, gesturing towards the widows behind his desk. “Said simply I have not been a doctor in a long time, I am more of a politician”
That makes sense, Martinez thought. Even in the Military the higher in rank you rose, the more politics you had to play.
“This incident is volatile and I have to act accordingly” He grumbled while walking closer to the two of them. He placed himself between the two of them, draping his massive clawed hands on the back of their chairs.
“Martinez as of right now is not an asset, he is a liability” The director hissed. His blazing hot breath rolled over both of them. Both of their bodies quivered in their seats under the mere presence of the director. “I have to make some actions to fix that”
“Sir That's not fair. So what if he got into a fight,” Shiskie managed to squeak.
“Fair is not what I care about. I need results, and something good to say to the press, and the human ambassador breathing down my neck,” The director snapped.
“So what punishment are you going to give to me sir?” Martinez asked.
“Martinez, stop, don't just accept a punishment. You did nothing wrong” Shiksie protested. Trying to keep Martinez out of whatever the director had planned.
Martinez shot a fiery glance at her, She recoiled slightly when she caught his gaze.
“I appreciate your concern Shiksie, but it's not our call what happens. It's the Directors,” Martinez growled.
The director chuckled deeply, his booming voice causing both of them to choke slightly under the pressure. The Director started stomping toward his seat on the far side.
“You know Martinez, I thought I saw something in you when you first got here,” The director said as he lowered himself back down into the chair. ”That glower you just gave shows me you will be able to see through what I have in mind for you”
“Sir please don't punish Martinez, there has to be something else you can do '' Shiksie hissed
The director held up his hand towards Shiksie “Can you stop, and let me finish” The director growled “I know you care about him and I would rather not punish him, but this is not your place to intervene or comment. I will ask for your opinion when I want it”
Shiksies ears flattened back down against her head, she shrank down into her chair and clawed at her own shirt. The reality of facing the director was far different than her imagination could have ever produced. She wanted to keep Martinez safe, but now at the moment of truth, she felt worthless.
Dammit Shiksie, stop talking. Don't go down with me, you idiot, Martinez thought.
The director looked back towards Martinez “You on the other hand I have plans for you. You will be a golden goose for myself and this station. If we play our cards right you will also get that damned ambassador of my back. That rank and file bitch thinks just because you are human, she has the right to make calls about my staff”
Martinez had no idea there even was a human ambassador on Draun, but apparently the human government had been busy in the last few months.
“What do you mean sir?” Martinez asked.
The director chuckled and pulled out a few pieces of paper from his desk and pushed them towards Martinez. “Read those while I explain my plan”
Martinez grabbed the stack of papers and started to read over them. While Shiksie carefully leaned over to get a look at the papers for herself.
“So with you having been involved in this fight, I have that bitch of an ambassador, the media, and a few representatives from town hall eager for a comment or an interview from me. Along with all of them wanting me to remove you from my station and send you back to the Navy” The director growled. “I am not going to give them what they want”
“Ok so you are not wanting to get rid of me, and whatever is in here is supposed to help with that?” Martinez questioned turning to the next page.
The director nodded “That is correct, and what you have there are the enrolment forms for the ‘Interspecies trauma nursing license program’”
The director gave a wicked grin to the two of them as they continued to read the paperwork. “I am going to not punish you, I am going to make you into an asset that will be too valuable for them to possibly get rid of”
“Wait sir, are you wanting Martinez to enroll for his ITN?” Shiksie asked.
“That is the plan, and I am giving Martinez an accelerated timeline to complete the program,” The director replied
“But Martinez is so new, you need years of experience as a basic tech before you even consider going for this license” Shiskies replied, looking at Martinez who was still flipping through the program's outline.
“Normally yes, but Martinez is a Human EMT, has combat experience, and has some of the best ITNs the GU has ever seen training him. Therefore I am giving him one standard cycle to get it” The director replied.
Shiksie shot up to her feet, her claws reflexively extending out of her hands. “One standard? Are you insane!?” Shiskie yelled. Drawing both Martinez’s and the Director's full attention. “That license takes most people two cycles at least to get!”
“Shiksie, calm down,” Martinez said.
Shiksies eyes snapped down towards Martinez, his eyes were not the vacant stare they were when they entered. They were full of that usual fire she was used to seeing, she glared at him flabbergasted that Martinez could even consider agreeing to this. “No, I will not calm down. He might be saying this is not a punishment, but all he is trying to do is use you as some political pawn, can't you see that?” She hissed.
Martinez grabbed hold of her hand, “Shiksie stop, I am well aware of what he is saying. Now sit back down”
Shiksie nearly melted under his burning gaze and the gentle pull on her hand, directing her to take a seat. She looked between Martinez and the growling director. a wave of realization of how out of line she just was, rolled over her. She sat back down in her seat shrinking down trying to be forgotten about in this situation.
“I am sorry about my outburst sir,” Shiksie grumbled.
“It's fine, I understand your concern over this,” The director replied “Just don't lose your head, I know you better than that”
The director turned his attention back to Martinez “So Henry Martinez, I have two weeks until I am going to be in front of the press about the incident. You have until then to pass your first test for the program” The director said “That will give me something I can show them, and keep them from demanding proof of your enrolment”
“That makes sense, how will the testing be taking place?” Martinez questioned.
“It will be a written test at the local university, I will be there overseeing it to ensure no one else takes it for you,” the director said, his gaze cutting into Shiksie. “Do you think you can do it?”
Shiksie glared back at the director for the insinuation. She would never cheat on those tests, it would do no good for anyone if she did. Martinez would have a difficult time passing, but she thinks he might be able to do it.
Martinez took a few moments to finish reading the documents the director had given him. They outlined every step of the program; each test, chapter, and class was well documented and clear as day. This was something he had never thought was even possible when he arrived, he was not even aware of the full scope of the GU licensing process; He had been brought in as more of a Human advisor than anything. Now he thought if he could leave here with this license he might not even have to go back to the Navy, or even Earth for that matter. He could go anywhere in the galaxy to work, the sky would literally be the limit.
He looked up at the director with a raging inferno of motivation blazing in his chest; something Martinez had not felt burning this hot in many years. “I can do this,” He said proudly. “It's far better than what I thought you were going to do to me”
“That's likely very true, My other option was sending you back to the Navy. ” The director chuckled “Shiksie you are going to ensure he studies and is ready for a test every week, do you understand?”
“I..I...I understand sir” Shiksie replied, barely able to contain her own volatile mixture of emotions about the situation. A mixture of embarrassment, rage, and anxiety swirled inside her like a deep whirlpool sucking her body down into its depths.
“Good, So I will handle the paperwork and try to keep the press off you Martinez,” The directors said. He stood up and gestured for them to do the same. Afterward, Shiksie and Martinez stood. The director looked between the two of them, pointing his claw at them “This conversation never happened, Martinez was already in the program if anyone ever asks, do you understand?”
“Yes sir,” Martinez replied.
“I understand sir,” Shiksie grumbled.
“Perfect, for now, get back to work. Oh and Martinez, stay out of trouble this time. I can't keep the press off you forever, and they are ravenous to get a hold of you”
Martinez nodded his understanding.
“Good now, get out of my office, I have a lot of paperwork to do now,” The Director said, a sneering grin crawling onto his face, revealing his massive rows of sharp teeth.
The two of them turned and exited the office as quickly as possible. Once they were out in the hallway both of their hearts took a moment to settle. Martinez looked over at Shiksie ready to tell her how that went way better than he hoped, and how excited he was to tackle this new challenge. When he turned his heart sputtered, ice forming in his veins; Shiksie was looming over him in a way he had never had the feline alien do before.
Shiksie was overflowing with emotions, all of them directed at Martinez. She could not understand how he was so stupid as to take a deal like that. Nor could she understand why he was so calm about what he had in front of him, both of which had rage, and confusion boiling out of her.
“You… you… you fucking idiot!” Shiksie hissed, Her long fangs fully on display as she stepped closer to Martinez. “How can someone be so smart, and at the same time so stupid?”
Martinez backed up away from Shiksie until he felt the cold wall against his back. Shiksie gracefully stepped closer to him. Close enough both of them could feel the heat rolling off the other.
“What? I took my punishment?” Martinez quickly replied, holding both of his hands up so Shiksie could see them. He looked back at her and was confused beyond all reckoning. Her body language was strange even for her. Her ears were tucked, her tail was swaying, and her eyes were no longer cold at all. They were staring unyielding into his, filled with an odd gentle concern.
“We could have tried to get you out of it,” Shiksie groaned “This isn’t the human military, you don't have to take that”
Martinez put his hand on her shoulder and pushed her gently away. To his surprise, Shiksie did not try to stay that close to him, she just backed away as he gently pressed her shoulders.
“Look Shiksie, I took the offer because I thought it was a good deal. Yeah, so what if I will have a lot of work, I'm used to that” Martinez said.
Shiksie pressed her head into her own hands, “It's not just that. That is its own problem. Now the director is going to use you for playing politics.” She groaned
Martinez scratched the back of his head, and gave her an awkward smile “Yeah I know. I am not exactly happy that he will likely use me as some kind of showpiece, but it could be worse”
Shiksie sighed, Doing what she could to calm herself down, her mind racing to think of how Martinez could possibly master an entire three months of school in two weeks. She remembered something she had at her den. She still has all of her notes from when she got her license.
“What are you doing tomorrow night?” Shiksie asked. As she dragged her hands down across her face.
“Well I was planning on getting some groceries, maybe watch a movie or something. Why?” Martinez replied.
“Perfect, you are going to come over to my den. I'm going to help you study,” Shiksie purred.
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Afterthoughts/other news.
How goes it my buds? I just sent my other book of to my Editor to get that one ready for print/sale. Expect word on that soon-soonish TM. It will be ready fully in a few months.
In other stuff, I am looking forwards to having Martinez have to essentially play politics, go to college and balance the rest of his new life at Draun. He is in for a lot of "Adapt or die" sort of situations.
Updoot if you liked the story and lemme know what you thought of this weeks chapter.
Next week we are going to have Martinez facing the true extent of Shiksies near neurotic studying and dedication to learning about every alien she can.
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To Shikisies disappointment she had to stop her conversation with Martinez to take the call from the Director. As far as she was able to tell her conversation with Martinez was going very well; It seemed that the two of them were genuinely starting to build a connection of some sort, even if it was small and likely fragile. Having Martinez open up to her and rely on her at all was still very pleasing.
When she answered the phone from the director, Shiksies' hackles stood on end the moment he started speaking. There was no form of care or concern in his voice; every word was filled with venom and spite. It was evident enough that the director was furious at the human because every hiss and growl in his tone was not directed at her but at Martinez. He demanded that Her and Martinez report to his office as fast as possible.
Shiksie attempted to explain the situation with how Martinez was having a hard time with trauma and likely should not be subjected to more hostility at the moment, but the director was hearing none of it. He would not budge on the matter, snapping that he would ship both of them off-world in a heartbeat if they weren't in front of his desk within the hour.
Shiksie hung her head low. While she might have some pull in the trauma unit, when it came to the director she was just another number on a spreadsheet the man. Just another worker who was either an asset or a liability. She had enough experience with the political game higher-ups in the GU had to play to see their careers advance, and the director was no different.
Both she and Harnsis had their own bone to pick with the Director, him having kept them in their current positions longer than they should have been. All because he would dangle some promise of a promotion or a new certification opportunity in front of them. The director had always been good at the carrot or the stick method of leadership. Likely that was one of the reasons he had been in charge of two different hospitals over the course of the last 40 standard cycles.
The amount of ire Martinez had drawn from the director was shocking to her, never in all her time on the station had anyone been called to his office for anything other than a meet and greet, or a cordial goodbye. The fight Martinez was involved in must have ruffled the feathers of some big-time players in the GU to have the directors so up in arms. Either that or the director had some big plans she would much rather Martinez stay out of; Navigating the politics of the GU was a ruthless game, no one should step into without a certain type of conviction or goal already in their mind.
Shiksie turned her attention back to Martinez. He was still lazily seated on the bench, his lustrous brown eyes tracking her intently. Clearly, he had heard her half of the conversation and was displeased by it. The sorrow pooling in his vibrant eyes made her heart ache. No one should look that downtrodden in their life.
Even if the two of them butted heads when they had first met, it would be a cold day in whatever hell the director believed in before she let that man break her apprentice more than whatever events in his past had already done.
“So how much of that did you hear?” Shiksies asked while she tucked away her datapad.
“Enough to know I am likely screwed,” Martinez sighed, his shoulders slumping to match the rest of his woeful appearance.
“Oh come on,” Shiksie said as she walked up to Martinez. She gently placed one of her hands on his shoulder, and Martinez made no effort at all to stop her or even pull away. Shiksie was uncertain if she should feel relieved or horrified that Martinez had just let her touch him with no reaction at all.
“We are both requested, I'm certain it won't be that bad,” She said.
Martinez looked back up at her and sighed. He could see Shiksie was trying, but he doubted anything good would come of this meeting. He figured from the intensity Shiksie had been arguing with the director, this meeting was likely to be the most legendary reaming he had ever received. It would make any fight he and the Marines had on navy ships look like a light talking to.
“Not like I have any choice in the matter, '' Martinez replied flippantly. Having surrendered to the fact that his fate was already out of his control. He had dealt with enough incidents in the Human navy to know fighting in town was a huge no-no. He could not even fathom the depths of the hole he had dug for himself by having fought several aliens while being the only human in several light years.
Martinez stood up and gently pushed Shiksies hand off his shoulder. He took a deep breath and centered himself. The voices of his drill instructors and his former sergeants rang loudly in his mind.
“Keep your bearing”
It was something he had fairly mastered at this point. The director might have surprised him when they first met, but this time Martinez knew what he looked like and was ready for him.
“Let’s get this over with,” Martinez said as he turned and walked back towards the building.
Shiksie trailed behind Martinez as they walked towards the director's office, her ears fluttered around catching passing glimpses of every conversation they neared. The other residents and workers of Draun took no notice of the two of them as they passed, as they saw it today was just another day at the office.
Shiksies nose scrunched as they got closer to the elevators leading up to the Director's office. Martinez was clearly starting to worry more than he had at the start of the day. The sheer amount of sweat and pheromones pouring off him was choking, even with her using a scent blocker the amount of anxiety and worry crawling on him was palpable. A sickening haze of rot, sweat, and Martinez’s pine smell coated the air around him.
Once they had reached the elevator, Shiksie caught a glimpse of Martinez’s eyes as he turned back towards the door. The blank look on his face was unnerving, sending her hackles up on end. He looked more like the walking dead than the strong-willed human she knew he was.
His vibrant brown eyes bored through her and everything else in the hospital. It was obvious he had looked at her, but it did not seem like his eyes were focused on anything at all. A vapid blank expression coated his face like a vile doppelganger had replaced him.
As the elevator lurched upwards, Shiksie held her breath, trying to keep the potency of Martinez’s scent from overtaking her. Luckily whatever mood he was in right now was not a talkative one. The excruciatingly long elevator ride up to the top floor was filled with deathly silence.
Once they were in front of the Director's large wooden office doors, Martinez paused. Without Harnsis here to lead him into the belly of the beast he figured he would do it himself, and he was not about to have Shiksie go in there without him. She seemed upset by the whole ordeal already, and he did not want her to cause more trouble for him, or herself.
Martinez slammed his fist on the door, the heavy impacts of his fist vibrating throughout the entire floor.
He looked back at Shiksie, she nervously rolled the tip of her tail between her hands while holding it just in front of her shapely waist. Her ears slightly drooped, and her deep blue eyes held that icy glare he had seen every day since he had arrived.
A wry smile curled on his lips as he turned back towards the door. Martinez wondered if this would be the first time Shiksie had ever stood before someone in charge of her for anything negative. She did not seem like the type to ever cause any sort of trouble; He had no doubt that she was nervous, as getting a read on the enigmatic Catwoman was getting easier by the day.
“Come in,” The growling voice of the director sounded out, vibrating the massive wood doors on their hinges.
Martinez parted the door and entered the room. He was not certain why he thought it was what he should do, maybe it was just some kind of ingrained behavior for reporting in anywhere.
Each one of his steps was a calculated march, not a single piece of wasted motion as walked with purpose, right in front of the Director's desk. His heels clicked together as he assumed a crisp position of attention in front of the large lizard-like alien.
Shiksie watched in confusion as Martinez marched proudly into the room, his mannerisms juxtaposed to the anxiety she could nearly taste rolling off him. She quickly trailed in behind him and took a far less crisp stance next to the human. She wrapped one hand in the other and held them in front of her waist, her tail tucked low behind one of her legs.
“You called for us Sir,” Shiksie said.
The massive black-scaled alien leaned forwards on his desk, his elbows causing the desk frame to bow, creaking underneath his massive frame. His knife-like claws tapped loudly on the thick armor-like plates on his chest. He narrowed his fours greenish-yellow eyes on Martinez, and let out a deep guttural growl.
“I did, I am glad the two of you made it here so quickly” the Director grumbled. “We have much to discuss”
“Of course Sir,” Shiksie replied “We would not want to keep you waiting”
“Take a seat,” the Director huffed while gesturing to the two chairs across from him.
The two of them slid into the chairs. Martinez sat up straight as if there was a rod of iron built into his spine. Martinez looked back at the Director's horrifying predatory eyes, doing everything he could to keep his bearing from breaking. He was shuffling his feet in his shoes and biting down on his tongue. Even though from the moment he entered his heart regrettably started racing, a primal fear of the Director's appearance, began to well up inside of him.
“Now then onto business, there is no point in keeping you here longer than I have to” the Director growled.
He reached into his desk and pulled out an incredibly large data pad, nearly the size of a small television; The device was obviously custom-made for the man, as it had a bulkier build than any other datapad either of them had ever seen.
The Director turned his attention to the data pad and resumed speaking “Martinez, do you remember what I told you when you first arrived here?”
“I am fairly confident that you instructed me to not cause any trouble, Sir,” Martinez replied in a nearly robotic monotone voice.
He nodded his head and turned the data pad around, so Shiksie and Martinez could see the video he had pulled up on the galactic union's video-sharing site. The title caught both Martinez’s and Shiksies attention “Human Savage and Vein Slicer nearly kill”
“Tell me then, would hospitalizing two people count as causing trouble?” The director hissed
Cold sweat formed on Martinez's back as the video began to play. Lysa and his fight against the aliens had been fully captured in remarkably high definition. Her graceful dodges and strikes against the alien. Followed quickly by his relentless assault on the alien.
Martinez’s bruised arm throbbed as he saw the alien breaking its hand on it, the loud crunch of its bones causing whoever recorded the video to gasp. Then came the part that had Martinez’s heart shuddering. What he initially thought was a quick violent act of striking back, appeared far different in the framing of the video.
A monstrous glint filled his eyes on the video feed as he slowly approached his reeling opponent, not an ounce of humanity in his body as he stalked toward his injured prey. Martinez gripped his pants tightly, his knuckles going white as the moment approached. A deafening crunch sounded out as his fist connected with the alien's jaw, sending the creature collapsing to the ground.
The alien recording wretched in the background, the muttered words of “What kind of savage would do that” played just before the director cut the video off.
Shiksie watched the video in fascination. Martinez and the alien fighting alongside him was a surreal thing to watch; any doubt she had in her mind about how dangerous Martinez could be was gone. The fight was brutal and efficient, Martinez hardly looked like a living being in those brief moments. Each action was so well practiced and focused it shook Shiksie to the core.
Her eyes wandered over to Martinez; the mystery of the Human's past only grew further. Along with that, she had noticed in the fight something else. While he looked like a beast on a rampage, he had stepped in between the Aviex and the Urintal without a moment's hesitation. She wondered how Martinez had met the Aviex he had thrown himself into a fight for. She knew the two of them were on a date, but the way he acted so quickly was not the actions someone would take with a total stranger, at least in her eyes.
She thought back to their conversation about this even earlier. Martinez did tell her he was unsure why he jumped in so willingly to protect the Aviex woman, but actually seeing the fight unfold only made that comment all the more bizarre.
“I would definitely say that would count as causing trouble sir” Martinez grumbled
“Good, we are on the same page then,” the director replied. Before he tossed the datapad onto his desk.
“According to the regulations that I was given when you were assigned to me. I am acting as your current commanding officer. Therefore the issue of any punishment you will receive has been handed to me,” The director said as he pointed his knife-like claw at Martinez.
“Sir, why would he be getting punished? He did nothing wrong” Shiksie protested. “The police even decided that this was self-defense”
The director's eyes darted over to Shiksie, cutting into her icy gaze. “I am well aware of what the police have to say about the event” The director snapped. The bestial man took a moment and drew in a sharp breath. “As for your question it is because I have a job to do, so does he,” he sighed.
The director stood up to his full height. The director's three-meter tall frame towered over them both, nearly touching the ceiling. He wandered over towards the side of the room, his gaze trailing along a series of pictures hanging on. The pictures depicted the previous directors of Draun station. Each looked so wildly different from one another that it was hard for Martinez to believe.
“Do either of you have any idea what my job even is?” The director asked while tracing his claw along the multitude of pictures. “Or the job of all of the previous directors?”
“No, not really sir,” Martinez replied. Curious as to what the director was getting at.
Shiksie was well aware of the Director's job and did not trust him for that reason. He might do his best to keep you from being messed with by the public, but that protection came at a price.
He turned around and sighed. “My main concern is the optics and the interactions of Draun station and the public,'' He said, gesturing towards the widows behind his desk. “Said simply I have not been a doctor in a long time, I am more of a politician”
That makes sense, Martinez thought. Even in the Military the higher in rank you rose, the more politics you had to play.
“This incident is volatile and I have to act accordingly” He grumbled while walking closer to the two of them. He placed himself between the two of them, draping his massive clawed hands on the back of their chairs.
“Martinez as of right now is not an asset, he is a liability” The director hissed. His blazing hot breath rolled over both of them. Both of their bodies quivered in their seats under the mere presence of the director. “I have to make some actions to fix that”
“Sir That's not fair. So what if he got into a fight,” Shiskie managed to squeak.
“Fair is not what I care about. I need results, and something good to say to the press, and the human ambassador breathing down my neck,” The director snapped.
“So what punishment are you going to give to me sir?” Martinez asked.
“Martinez, stop, don't just accept a punishment. You did nothing wrong” Shiksie protested. Trying to keep Martinez out of whatever the director had planned.
Martinez shot a fiery glance at her, She recoiled slightly when she caught his gaze.
“I appreciate your concern Shiksie, but it's not our call what happens. It's the Directors,” Martinez growled.
The director chuckled deeply, his booming voice causing both of them to choke slightly under the pressure. The Director started stomping toward his seat on the far side.
“You know Martinez, I thought I saw something in you when you first got here,” The director said as he lowered himself back down into the chair. ”That glower you just gave shows me you will be able to see through what I have in mind for you”
“Sir please don't punish Martinez, there has to be something else you can do '' Shiksie hissed
The director held up his hand towards Shiksie “Can you stop, and let me finish” The director growled “I know you care about him and I would rather not punish him, but this is not your place to intervene or comment. I will ask for your opinion when I want it”
Shiksies ears flattened back down against her head, she shrank down into her chair and clawed at her own shirt. The reality of facing the director was far different than her imagination could have ever produced. She wanted to keep Martinez safe, but now at the moment of truth, she felt worthless.
Dammit Shiksie, stop talking. Don't go down with me, you idiot, Martinez thought.
The director looked back towards Martinez “You on the other hand I have plans for you. You will be a golden goose for myself and this station. If we play our cards right you will also get that damned ambassador of my back. That rank and file bitch thinks just because you are human, she has the right to make calls about my staff”
Martinez had no idea there even was a human ambassador on Draun, but apparently the human government had been busy in the last few months.
“What do you mean sir?” Martinez asked.
The director chuckled and pulled out a few pieces of paper from his desk and pushed them towards Martinez. “Read those while I explain my plan”
Martinez grabbed the stack of papers and started to read over them. While Shiksie carefully leaned over to get a look at the papers for herself.
“So with you having been involved in this fight, I have that bitch of an ambassador, the media, and a few representatives from town hall eager for a comment or an interview from me. Along with all of them wanting me to remove you from my station and send you back to the Navy” The director growled. “I am not going to give them what they want”
“Ok so you are not wanting to get rid of me, and whatever is in here is supposed to help with that?” Martinez questioned turning to the next page.
The director nodded “That is correct, and what you have there are the enrolment forms for the ‘Interspecies trauma nursing license program’”
The director gave a wicked grin to the two of them as they continued to read the paperwork. “I am going to not punish you, I am going to make you into an asset that will be too valuable for them to possibly get rid of”
“Wait sir, are you wanting Martinez to enroll for his ITN?” Shiksie asked.
“That is the plan, and I am giving Martinez an accelerated timeline to complete the program,” The director replied
“But Martinez is so new, you need years of experience as a basic tech before you even consider going for this license” Shiskies replied, looking at Martinez who was still flipping through the program's outline.
“Normally yes, but Martinez is a Human EMT, has combat experience, and has some of the best ITNs the GU has ever seen training him. Therefore I am giving him one standard cycle to get it” The director replied.
Shiksie shot up to her feet, her claws reflexively extending out of her hands. “One standard? Are you insane!?” Shiskie yelled. Drawing both Martinez’s and the Director's full attention. “That license takes most people two cycles at least to get!”
“Shiksie, calm down,” Martinez said.
Shiksies eyes snapped down towards Martinez, his eyes were not the vacant stare they were when they entered. They were full of that usual fire she was used to seeing, she glared at him flabbergasted that Martinez could even consider agreeing to this. “No, I will not calm down. He might be saying this is not a punishment, but all he is trying to do is use you as some political pawn, can't you see that?” She hissed.
Martinez grabbed hold of her hand, “Shiksie stop, I am well aware of what he is saying. Now sit back down”
Shiksie nearly melted under his burning gaze and the gentle pull on her hand, directing her to take a seat. She looked between Martinez and the growling director. a wave of realization of how out of line she just was, rolled over her. She sat back down in her seat shrinking down trying to be forgotten about in this situation.
“I am sorry about my outburst sir,” Shiksie grumbled.
“It's fine, I understand your concern over this,” The director replied “Just don't lose your head, I know you better than that”
The director turned his attention back to Martinez “So Henry Martinez, I have two weeks until I am going to be in front of the press about the incident. You have until then to pass your first test for the program” The director said “That will give me something I can show them, and keep them from demanding proof of your enrolment”
“That makes sense, how will the testing be taking place?” Martinez questioned.
“It will be a written test at the local university, I will be there overseeing it to ensure no one else takes it for you,” the director said, his gaze cutting into Shiksie. “Do you think you can do it?”
Shiksie glared back at the director for the insinuation. She would never cheat on those tests, it would do no good for anyone if she did. Martinez would have a difficult time passing, but she thinks he might be able to do it.
Martinez took a few moments to finish reading the documents the director had given him. They outlined every step of the program; each test, chapter, and class was well documented and clear as day. This was something he had never thought was even possible when he arrived, he was not even aware of the full scope of the GU licensing process; He had been brought in as more of a Human advisor than anything. Now he thought if he could leave here with this license he might not even have to go back to the Navy, or even Earth for that matter. He could go anywhere in the galaxy to work, the sky would literally be the limit.
He looked up at the director with a raging inferno of motivation blazing in his chest; something Martinez had not felt burning this hot in many years. “I can do this,” He said proudly. “It's far better than what I thought you were going to do to me”
“That's likely very true, My other option was sending you back to the Navy. ” The director chuckled “Shiksie you are going to ensure he studies and is ready for a test every week, do you understand?”
“I..I...I understand sir” Shiksie replied, barely able to contain her own volatile mixture of emotions about the situation. A mixture of embarrassment, rage, and anxiety swirled inside her like a deep whirlpool sucking her body down into its depths.
“Good, So I will handle the paperwork and try to keep the press off you Martinez,” The directors said. He stood up and gestured for them to do the same. Afterward, Shiksie and Martinez stood. The director looked between the two of them, pointing his claw at them “This conversation never happened, Martinez was already in the program if anyone ever asks, do you understand?”
“Yes sir,” Martinez replied.
“I understand sir,” Shiksie grumbled.
“Perfect, for now, get back to work. Oh and Martinez, stay out of trouble this time. I can't keep the press off you forever, and they are ravenous to get a hold of you”
Martinez nodded his understanding.
“Good now, get out of my office, I have a lot of paperwork to do now,” The Director said, a sneering grin crawling onto his face, revealing his massive rows of sharp teeth.
The two of them turned and exited the office as quickly as possible. Once they were out in the hallway both of their hearts took a moment to settle. Martinez looked over at Shiksie ready to tell her how that went way better than he hoped, and how excited he was to tackle this new challenge. When he turned his heart sputtered, ice forming in his veins; Shiksie was looming over him in a way he had never had the feline alien do before.
Shiksie was overflowing with emotions, all of them directed at Martinez. She could not understand how he was so stupid as to take a deal like that. Nor could she understand why he was so calm about what he had in front of him, both of which had rage, and confusion boiling out of her.
“You… you… you fucking idiot!” Shiksie hissed, Her long fangs fully on display as she stepped closer to Martinez. “How can someone be so smart, and at the same time so stupid?”
Martinez backed up away from Shiksie until he felt the cold wall against his back. Shiksie gracefully stepped closer to him. Close enough both of them could feel the heat rolling off the other.
“What? I took my punishment?” Martinez quickly replied, holding both of his hands up so Shiksie could see them. He looked back at her and was confused beyond all reckoning. Her body language was strange even for her. Her ears were tucked, her tail was swaying, and her eyes were no longer cold at all. They were staring unyielding into his, filled with an odd gentle concern.
“We could have tried to get you out of it,” Shiksie groaned “This isn’t the human military, you don't have to take that”
Martinez put his hand on her shoulder and pushed her gently away. To his surprise, Shiksie did not try to stay that close to him, she just backed away as he gently pressed her shoulders.
“Look Shiksie, I took the offer because I thought it was a good deal. Yeah, so what if I will have a lot of work, I'm used to that” Martinez said.
Shiksie pressed her head into her own hands, “It's not just that. That is its own problem. Now the director is going to use you for playing politics.” She groaned
Martinez scratched the back of his head, and gave her an awkward smile “Yeah I know. I am not exactly happy that he will likely use me as some kind of showpiece, but it could be worse”
Shiksie sighed, Doing what she could to calm herself down, her mind racing to think of how Martinez could possibly master an entire three months of school in two weeks. She remembered something she had at her den. She still has all of her notes from when she got her license.
“What are you doing tomorrow night?” Shiksie asked. As she dragged her hands down across her face.
“Well I was planning on getting some groceries, maybe watch a movie or something. Why?” Martinez replied.
“Perfect, you are going to come over to my den. I'm going to help you study,” Shiksie purred.
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Afterthoughts/other news.
How goes it my buds? I just sent my other book of to my Editor to get that one ready for print/sale. Expect word on that soon-soonish TM. It will be ready fully in a few months.
In other stuff, I am looking forwards to having Martinez have to essentially play politics, go to college and balance the rest of his new life at Draun. He is in for a lot of "Adapt or die" sort of situations.
Updoot if you liked the story and lemme know what you thought of this weeks chapter.
Next week we are going to have Martinez facing the true extent of Shiksies near neurotic studying and dedication to learning about every alien she can.
Your bud
-Pirate
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2023.06.10 12:46 SupremeFootlicker What year is this car? (Hit and Run)
 | This car appears to be a Dodge Challenger, but I don’t know what year. I’ve went back and forth on the color and I’m convinced it’s black because of the paint on my car and the color behind the front headlights. submitted by SupremeFootlicker to whatisthiscar [link] [comments] |
2023.06.10 12:28 Serath195 2013 Dodge Dart Worth it?
In my quest to find a decent starting car I came across the car in the title. It's from a dealership, only had one owner, just a touch over 70,000 miles, and is at least advertised as having new parts on it.
My question really is, is it a good car? One that won't break down often if taken care of.
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My question really is, is it a good car? One that won't break down often if taken care of.
2023.06.10 11:46 _Triple_ [STORE] 900+ KNIVES/GLOVES/SKINS, 50.000$+ INVENTORY. M9 Fade, M4 Poseidon, BFK Freehand, Crimson Kimono, Nomad Fade, Skeleton, Kara Lore, Bayo Autotronic, AWP Fade, Kara Damas, BFK Ultra, Kara Freehand, Kara Bright, M9 Damas, Omega, Tiger Strike, Flip MF, Bayo Tiger, Deagle Blaze, Talon & More
Everything in my inventory is up for trade. The most valuable items are listed here, the rest you can find in My Inventory
Feel free to Add Me or even better send a Trade Offer. Open for any suggestions: upgrades, downgrades / knives, gloves, skins / stickers, patterns, floats.
All Buyouts are listed in cash value.
KNIVES
★ Butterfly Knife Freehand FN #1, B/O: $2500
★ Butterfly Knife Ultraviolet FT, B/O: $822
★ Butterfly Knife Scorched FT, B/O: $616
⎯★ Bayonet Tiger Tooth MW #1, B/O: $1300
★ Bayonet Autotronic FN, B/O: $1050
★ Bayonet Tiger Tooth MW, B/O: $629
★ Bayonet Bright Water FT, B/O: $326
★ Bayonet Safari Mesh BS, B/O: $233
⎯★ Karambit Lore FT, B/O: $1110
★ Karambit Damascus Steel FT, B/O: $840
★ Karambit Freehand MW, B/O: $784
★ Karambit Bright Water MW, B/O: $759
⎯★ M9 Bayonet Fade FN, B/O: $1801
★ M9 Bayonet Fade FN, B/O: $1801
★ M9 Bayonet Damascus Steel FN, B/O: $751
⎯★ Nomad Knife Fade FN, B/O: $1156
★ Nomad Knife Slaughter MW, B/O: $544
★ Nomad Knife Blue Steel WW, B/O: $318
⎯★ Flip Knife Marble Fade FN, B/O: $646
★ Flip Knife Doppler (Phase 4) FN, B/O: $574
★ Flip Knife Gamma Doppler (Phase 1) MW, B/O: $552
★ Flip Knife Case Hardened FT, B/O: $257
★ Flip Knife Freehand FT, B/O: $255
★ StatTrak™ Flip Knife Bright Water FN, B/O: $287
⎯★ Huntsman Knife Lore FN, B/O: $461
★ Huntsman Knife Gamma Doppler (Phase 4) FN, B/O: $436
★ Huntsman Knife Doppler (Phase 3) FN, B/O: $353
★ Huntsman Knife Autotronic FT, B/O: $212
★ Huntsman Knife Bright Water FT, B/O: $129
★ Huntsman Knife Forest DDPAT MW, B/O: $129
★ Huntsman Knife Forest DDPAT BS, B/O: $123
★ StatTrak™ Huntsman Knife Rust Coat BS, B/O: $127
⎯★ Bowie Knife Gamma Doppler (Phase 2) FN, B/O: $375
★ Bowie Knife Gamma Doppler (Phase 1) FN, B/O: $363
★ Bowie Knife Tiger Tooth FN, B/O: $269
★ Bowie Knife Crimson Web WW, B/O: $192
★ Bowie Knife Bright Water FN, B/O: $159
★ Bowie Knife Ultraviolet FT, B/O: $126
⎯★ Stiletto Knife Slaughter FN, B/O: $616
★ Stiletto Knife Crimson Web FT, B/O: $412
★ StatTrak™ Stiletto Knife Night Stripe FT, B/O: $227
⎯★ Falchion Knife Lore FT, B/O: $214
★ Falchion Knife Autotronic FT, B/O: $192
★ Falchion Knife Scorched WW, B/O: $105
⎯★ Survival Knife Crimson Web BS, B/O: $216
★ Survival Knife Case Hardened FT, B/O: $198
★ Survival Knife Scorched FT, B/O: $111
⎯★ Shadow Daggers Fade FN, B/O: $368
★ Shadow Daggers Doppler (Phase 3) FN, B/O: $228
★ Shadow Daggers, B/O: $201
★ Shadow Daggers Damascus Steel FT, B/O: $108
★ Shadow Daggers Ultraviolet FT, B/O: $105
★ Shadow Daggers Black Laminate FT, B/O: $99
★ Shadow Daggers Forest DDPAT FT, B/O: $85
⎯★ Gut Knife Doppler (Sapphire) MW #1, B/O: $1700
★ Gut Knife Gamma Doppler (Phase 1) FN, B/O: $223
★ Gut Knife Marble Fade FN, B/O: $203
★ Gut Knife Doppler (Phase 2) FN, B/O: $191
★ Gut Knife Case Hardened BS, B/O: $127
⎯★ Navaja Knife Doppler (Phase 4) FN, B/O: $199
★ Navaja Knife Doppler (Phase 4) FN, B/O: $199
★ Navaja Knife, B/O: $138
★ Navaja Knife Damascus Steel FN, B/O: $111
⎯★ Classic Knife Urban Masked FT, B/O: $146
★ StatTrak™ Classic Knife Stained BS, B/O: $168
⎯★ Ursus Knife Doppler (Phase 3) FN, B/O: $476
★ Ursus Knife, B/O: $375
⎯★ Skeleton Knife, B/O: $1137
★ Talon Knife, B/O: $608
★ Paracord Knife, B/O: $305
★ Survival Knife Forest DDPAT FT, B/O: $97
GLOVES
★ Moto Gloves Transport MW, B/O: $204
★ Moto Gloves Polygon BS, B/O: $142
★ Moto Gloves Blood Pressure BS, B/O: $84
★ Moto Gloves Blood Pressure BS, B/O: $84
★ Moto Gloves 3rd Commando Company BS, B/O: $63
★ Moto Gloves 3rd Commando Company BS, B/O: $63
⎯★ Specialist Gloves Crimson Kimono WW, B/O: $1215
★ Specialist Gloves Tiger Strike FT, B/O: $672
★ Specialist Gloves Lt. Commander FT, B/O: $305
★ Specialist Gloves Lt. Commander BS, B/O: $140
★ Specialist Gloves Crimson Web BS, B/O: $137
★ Specialist Gloves Buckshot FT, B/O: $75
⎯★ Driver Gloves Crimson Weave FT, B/O: $359
★ Driver Gloves Imperial Plaid BS, B/O: $229
★ Driver Gloves Overtake BS, B/O: $77
★ Driver Gloves Racing Green FT, B/O: $48
⎯★ Sport Gloves Omega FT, B/O: $739
★ Sport Gloves Amphibious BS #2, B/O: $733
★ Sport Gloves Arid BS, B/O: $292
⎯★ Hand Wraps Giraffe MW, B/O: $212
★ Hand Wraps Leather FT, B/O: $160
★ Hand Wraps Desert Shamagh MW, B/O: $101
⎯★ Broken Fang Gloves Yellow-banded MW, B/O: $185
★ Broken Fang Gloves Needle Point FT, B/O: $67
★ Broken Fang Gloves Needle Point WW, B/O: $59
⎯★ Hydra Gloves Case Hardened BS, B/O: $65
★ Hydra Gloves Emerald FT, B/O: $65
★ Hydra Gloves Emerald BS, B/O: $62
WEAPONS
AK-47 Case Hardened BS, B/O: $130
AK-47 Bloodsport MW, B/O: $79
AK-47 Fuel Injector BS, B/O: $76
AK-47 Fuel Injector BS, B/O: $76
AK-47 Bloodsport FT, B/O: $70
AK-47 Neon Rider MW, B/O: $60
StatTrak™ AK-47 Aquamarine Revenge FT, B/O: $72
⎯AWP Fade FN, B/O: $1039
AWP Asiimov FT, B/O: $139
AWP Asiimov FT, B/O: $139
AWP Wildfire MW, B/O: $95
AWP BOOM MW, B/O: $93
AWP BOOM MW, B/O: $93
AWP Duality FN, B/O: $81
AWP Asiimov BS, B/O: $79
AWP Asiimov BS, B/O: $79
AWP Chromatic Aberration FN, B/O: $60
StatTrak™ AWP Hyper Beast FT, B/O: $68
StatTrak™ AWP Hyper Beast FT, B/O: $68
StatTrak™ AWP Electric Hive FT, B/O: $55
⎯Desert Eagle Blaze FN, B/O: $623
Desert Eagle Emerald Jörmungandr FN, B/O: $241
Desert Eagle Cobalt Disruption FN, B/O: $81
Desert Eagle Cobalt Disruption FN, B/O: $81
Desert Eagle Cobalt Disruption FN, B/O: $81
Desert Eagle Printstream FT, B/O: $54
⎯M4A1-S Blue Phosphor FN, B/O: $434
StatTrak™ M4A1-S Bright Water MW, B/O: $55
⎯M4A4 Poseidon FN, B/O: $1465
M4A4 Asiimov BS, B/O: $55
M4A4 Hellfire MW, B/O: $50
⎯USP-S Kill Confirmed MW, B/O: $72
USP-S Printstream FT, B/O: $69
StatTrak™ USP-S Kill Confirmed FT, B/O: $139
⎯AUG Flame Jörmungandr FN, B/O: $234
P90 Run and Hide FT, B/O: $147
Five-SeveN Candy Apple FN, B/O: $61
Trade Offer Link - Steam Profile Link - My Inventory
Some items on the list may no longer be available or are still locked, visit My Inventory for more details.
Send a Trade Offer for fastest response. I consider all offers.
Add me for discuss if there is a serious offer that needs to be discussed.
2023.06.10 08:37 _Triple_ [STORE] 900+ KNIVES/GLOVES/SKINS, 50.000$+ INVENTORY. M9 Fade, M4 Poseidon, BFK Freehand, Crimson Kimono, Nomad Fade, Skeleton, Kara Lore, Bayo Autotronic, AWP Fade, Kara Damas, BFK Ultra, Kara Freehand, Kara Bright, M9 Damas, Omega, Tiger Strike, Flip MF, Bayo Tiger, Deagle Blaze, Talon & More
Everything in my inventory is up for trade. The most valuable items are listed here, the rest you can find in My Inventory
Feel free to Add Me or even better send a Trade Offer. Open for any suggestions: upgrades, downgrades / knives, gloves, skins / stickers, patterns, floats.
All Buyouts are listed in cash value.
KNIVES
★ Butterfly Knife Freehand FN #1, B/O: $2500
★ Butterfly Knife Ultraviolet FT, B/O: $822
★ Butterfly Knife Scorched FT, B/O: $616
⎯★ Bayonet Tiger Tooth MW #1, B/O: $1300
★ Bayonet Autotronic FN, B/O: $1050
★ Bayonet Tiger Tooth MW, B/O: $629
★ Bayonet Bright Water FT, B/O: $326
★ Bayonet Safari Mesh BS, B/O: $233
⎯★ Karambit Lore FT, B/O: $1110
★ Karambit Damascus Steel FT, B/O: $840
★ Karambit Freehand MW, B/O: $784
★ Karambit Bright Water MW, B/O: $759
⎯★ M9 Bayonet Fade FN, B/O: $1801
★ M9 Bayonet Fade FN, B/O: $1801
★ M9 Bayonet Damascus Steel FN, B/O: $751
⎯★ Nomad Knife Fade FN, B/O: $1156
★ Nomad Knife Slaughter MW, B/O: $544
★ Nomad Knife Blue Steel WW, B/O: $318
⎯★ Flip Knife Marble Fade FN, B/O: $646
★ Flip Knife Doppler (Phase 4) FN, B/O: $574
★ Flip Knife Gamma Doppler (Phase 1) MW, B/O: $552
★ Flip Knife Case Hardened FT, B/O: $257
★ Flip Knife Freehand FT, B/O: $255
★ StatTrak™ Flip Knife Bright Water FN, B/O: $287
⎯★ Huntsman Knife Lore FN, B/O: $461
★ Huntsman Knife Gamma Doppler (Phase 4) FN, B/O: $436
★ Huntsman Knife Doppler (Phase 3) FN, B/O: $353
★ Huntsman Knife Autotronic FT, B/O: $212
★ Huntsman Knife Bright Water FT, B/O: $129
★ Huntsman Knife Forest DDPAT MW, B/O: $129
★ Huntsman Knife Forest DDPAT BS, B/O: $123
★ StatTrak™ Huntsman Knife Rust Coat BS, B/O: $127
⎯★ Bowie Knife Gamma Doppler (Phase 2) FN, B/O: $375
★ Bowie Knife Gamma Doppler (Phase 1) FN, B/O: $363
★ Bowie Knife Tiger Tooth FN, B/O: $269
★ Bowie Knife Crimson Web WW, B/O: $192
★ Bowie Knife Bright Water FN, B/O: $159
★ Bowie Knife Ultraviolet FT, B/O: $126
⎯★ Stiletto Knife Slaughter FN, B/O: $616
★ Stiletto Knife Crimson Web FT, B/O: $412
★ StatTrak™ Stiletto Knife Night Stripe FT, B/O: $227
⎯★ Falchion Knife Lore FT, B/O: $214
★ Falchion Knife Autotronic FT, B/O: $192
★ Falchion Knife Scorched WW, B/O: $105
⎯★ Survival Knife Crimson Web BS, B/O: $216
★ Survival Knife Case Hardened FT, B/O: $198
★ Survival Knife Scorched FT, B/O: $111
⎯★ Shadow Daggers Fade FN, B/O: $368
★ Shadow Daggers Doppler (Phase 3) FN, B/O: $228
★ Shadow Daggers, B/O: $201
★ Shadow Daggers Damascus Steel FT, B/O: $108
★ Shadow Daggers Ultraviolet FT, B/O: $105
★ Shadow Daggers Black Laminate FT, B/O: $99
★ Shadow Daggers Forest DDPAT FT, B/O: $85
⎯★ Gut Knife Doppler (Sapphire) MW #1, B/O: $1700
★ Gut Knife Gamma Doppler (Phase 1) FN, B/O: $223
★ Gut Knife Marble Fade FN, B/O: $203
★ Gut Knife Doppler (Phase 2) FN, B/O: $191
★ Gut Knife Case Hardened BS, B/O: $127
⎯★ Navaja Knife Doppler (Phase 4) FN, B/O: $199
★ Navaja Knife Doppler (Phase 4) FN, B/O: $199
★ Navaja Knife, B/O: $138
★ Navaja Knife Damascus Steel FN, B/O: $111
⎯★ Classic Knife Urban Masked FT, B/O: $146
★ StatTrak™ Classic Knife Stained BS, B/O: $168
⎯★ Ursus Knife Doppler (Phase 3) FN, B/O: $476
★ Ursus Knife, B/O: $375
⎯★ Skeleton Knife, B/O: $1137
★ Talon Knife, B/O: $608
★ Paracord Knife, B/O: $305
★ Survival Knife Forest DDPAT FT, B/O: $97
GLOVES
★ Moto Gloves Transport MW, B/O: $204
★ Moto Gloves Polygon BS, B/O: $142
★ Moto Gloves Blood Pressure BS, B/O: $84
★ Moto Gloves Blood Pressure BS, B/O: $84
★ Moto Gloves 3rd Commando Company BS, B/O: $63
★ Moto Gloves 3rd Commando Company BS, B/O: $63
⎯★ Specialist Gloves Crimson Kimono WW, B/O: $1215
★ Specialist Gloves Tiger Strike FT, B/O: $672
★ Specialist Gloves Lt. Commander FT, B/O: $305
★ Specialist Gloves Lt. Commander BS, B/O: $140
★ Specialist Gloves Crimson Web BS, B/O: $137
★ Specialist Gloves Buckshot FT, B/O: $75
⎯★ Driver Gloves Crimson Weave FT, B/O: $359
★ Driver Gloves Imperial Plaid BS, B/O: $229
★ Driver Gloves Overtake BS, B/O: $77
★ Driver Gloves Racing Green FT, B/O: $48
⎯★ Sport Gloves Omega FT, B/O: $739
★ Sport Gloves Amphibious BS #2, B/O: $733
★ Sport Gloves Arid BS, B/O: $292
⎯★ Hand Wraps Giraffe MW, B/O: $212
★ Hand Wraps Leather FT, B/O: $160
★ Hand Wraps Desert Shamagh MW, B/O: $101
⎯★ Broken Fang Gloves Yellow-banded MW, B/O: $185
★ Broken Fang Gloves Needle Point FT, B/O: $67
★ Broken Fang Gloves Needle Point WW, B/O: $59
⎯★ Hydra Gloves Case Hardened BS, B/O: $65
★ Hydra Gloves Emerald FT, B/O: $65
★ Hydra Gloves Emerald BS, B/O: $62
WEAPONS
AK-47 Case Hardened BS, B/O: $130
AK-47 Bloodsport MW, B/O: $79
AK-47 Fuel Injector BS, B/O: $76
AK-47 Fuel Injector BS, B/O: $76
AK-47 Bloodsport FT, B/O: $70
AK-47 Neon Rider MW, B/O: $60
StatTrak™ AK-47 Aquamarine Revenge FT, B/O: $72
⎯AWP Fade FN, B/O: $1039
AWP Asiimov FT, B/O: $139
AWP Asiimov FT, B/O: $139
AWP Wildfire MW, B/O: $95
AWP BOOM MW, B/O: $93
AWP BOOM MW, B/O: $93
AWP Duality FN, B/O: $81
AWP Asiimov BS, B/O: $79
AWP Asiimov BS, B/O: $79
AWP Chromatic Aberration FN, B/O: $60
StatTrak™ AWP Hyper Beast FT, B/O: $68
StatTrak™ AWP Hyper Beast FT, B/O: $68
StatTrak™ AWP Electric Hive FT, B/O: $55
⎯Desert Eagle Blaze FN, B/O: $623
Desert Eagle Emerald Jörmungandr FN, B/O: $241
Desert Eagle Cobalt Disruption FN, B/O: $81
Desert Eagle Cobalt Disruption FN, B/O: $81
Desert Eagle Cobalt Disruption FN, B/O: $81
Desert Eagle Printstream FT, B/O: $54
⎯M4A1-S Blue Phosphor FN, B/O: $434
StatTrak™ M4A1-S Bright Water MW, B/O: $55
⎯M4A4 Poseidon FN, B/O: $1465
M4A4 Asiimov BS, B/O: $55
M4A4 Hellfire MW, B/O: $50
⎯USP-S Kill Confirmed MW, B/O: $72
USP-S Printstream FT, B/O: $69
StatTrak™ USP-S Kill Confirmed FT, B/O: $139
⎯AUG Flame Jörmungandr FN, B/O: $234
P90 Run and Hide FT, B/O: $147
Five-SeveN Candy Apple FN, B/O: $61
Trade Offer Link - Steam Profile Link - My Inventory
Some items on the list may no longer be available or are still locked, visit My Inventory for more details.
Send a Trade Offer for fastest response. I consider all offers.
Add me for discuss if there is a serious offer that needs to be discussed.
2023.06.10 07:06 big-ol-piece-of-pie Temporary fix for shattered headlight assembly?
Deer ran in front of my car the other night. Thankfully it only hit the passenger side, no major damage.
Headlight cover is completely shattered and the bulb mount is crooked, but everything still works. Ordered a new assembly unit and will be fixing ASAP.
In the meantime, would it be a safe bet to zip tie the bulb mount to stand up straight, as well as cover the whole headlight area with Crystal Clear Gorilla Tape to protect against rain, etc.?
Just want to make sure the tape + zip tie won’t pose an issue with the heat from the headlight.
submitted by big-ol-piece-of-pie to autorepair [link] [comments]
Headlight cover is completely shattered and the bulb mount is crooked, but everything still works. Ordered a new assembly unit and will be fixing ASAP.
In the meantime, would it be a safe bet to zip tie the bulb mount to stand up straight, as well as cover the whole headlight area with Crystal Clear Gorilla Tape to protect against rain, etc.?
Just want to make sure the tape + zip tie won’t pose an issue with the heat from the headlight.
2023.06.10 07:03 TelephoneNo5944 Working a 2010 Ford Explorer XLE 4.0L.
Hello, Owner repair. I'm working a 2010 Ford Explorer XLE 4.0L. Can somebody point me in the right direction about these issues please. I can't afford over $7K at Ford to fix this.
It shows the following codes;
P0053. P0054. P0059. P0060. P0108.
P0316. P0403. P0455. P1450. P2195.
Also after replacing the headlights and fog lights for brighter ones, these appeared;
B2051-20 Right Rear Turn Lamp Circuit Open CMDTC
B2501-20 Left Lamp Low Beam Circuit Failure CMDTC
B2503-20 Right Lamp Low Beam Circuit Failure CMDTC
B2505-20 Left Lamp High Beam Circuit Failure CMDTC
B2507-20 Right Lamp High Beam Circuit Failure CMDTC
These were the parts;
Fahren 9008/H13 LED Headlight Bulbs, 60W 12000 Lumens Super Bright LED Headlights Conversion Kit 6500K
&
Alla Lighting 9145 H10 LED Fog Light Bulbs, 6000K Xenon White 2800 Lumens 12V
I replaced the EGR and O2 sensors already, but the codes always come back and the truck turns off randomly when I'm driving slow or I stop, even before I replaced anything.
submitted by TelephoneNo5944 to mechanic [link] [comments]
It shows the following codes;
P0053. P0054. P0059. P0060. P0108.
P0316. P0403. P0455. P1450. P2195.
Also after replacing the headlights and fog lights for brighter ones, these appeared;
B2051-20 Right Rear Turn Lamp Circuit Open CMDTC
B2501-20 Left Lamp Low Beam Circuit Failure CMDTC
B2503-20 Right Lamp Low Beam Circuit Failure CMDTC
B2505-20 Left Lamp High Beam Circuit Failure CMDTC
B2507-20 Right Lamp High Beam Circuit Failure CMDTC
These were the parts;
Fahren 9008/H13 LED Headlight Bulbs, 60W 12000 Lumens Super Bright LED Headlights Conversion Kit 6500K
&
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I replaced the EGR and O2 sensors already, but the codes always come back and the truck turns off randomly when I'm driving slow or I stop, even before I replaced anything.
2023.06.10 06:53 TelephoneNo5944 Working a 2010 Ford Explorer XLE 4.0L.
Hello, Owner repair. I'm working a 2010 Ford Explorer XLE 4.0L. Can somebody point me in the right direction about these issues please. I can't afford over $7K at Ford to fix this.
It shows the following codes;
P0053. P0054. P0059. P0060. P0108.
P0316. P0403. P0455. P1450. P2195.
Also after replacing the headlights and fog lights for brighter ones, these appeared;
B2051-20 Right Rear Turn Lamp Circuit Open CMDTC
B2501-20 Left Lamp Low Beam Circuit Failure CMDTC
B2503-20 Right Lamp Low Beam Circuit Failure CMDTC
B2505-20 Left Lamp High Beam Circuit Failure CMDTC
B2507-20 Right Lamp High Beam Circuit Failure CMDTC
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I replaced the EGR and O2 sensors already, but the codes always come back and the truck turns off randomly when I'm driving slow or I stop, even before I replaced anything.
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It shows the following codes;
P0053. P0054. P0059. P0060. P0108.
P0316. P0403. P0455. P1450. P2195.
Also after replacing the headlights and fog lights for brighter ones, these appeared;
B2051-20 Right Rear Turn Lamp Circuit Open CMDTC
B2501-20 Left Lamp Low Beam Circuit Failure CMDTC
B2503-20 Right Lamp Low Beam Circuit Failure CMDTC
B2505-20 Left Lamp High Beam Circuit Failure CMDTC
B2507-20 Right Lamp High Beam Circuit Failure CMDTC
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I replaced the EGR and O2 sensors already, but the codes always come back and the truck turns off randomly when I'm driving slow or I stop, even before I replaced anything.
2023.06.10 06:37 Imaginary-Zebra-3589 New Aniara fan fiction short story - The Lost Voices of Aniara: A Space Saga
Introduction
The short story you are about to read was created/inspired/based on a variety of sources related to or about Aniara. Aniara rock opera (Seventh Wonder) - The Great Escape, the Aniara wikipedia page, the Aniara film, poem etc. So if you read something and it sounds familiar, it's probably because it comes from or is based on, one of those sources. I have also tried to incorporate some of the thoughts and ideas expressed here on aniara, so some of you may see that reflected. I have not read everything that has to do with the Aniara universe, but I have found many of the resources listed on aniara very helpful in creating this short story. Thank you for those. I have also included a couple alternate endings.
Also, this story belongs to everyone, so everyone should feel free to to fill in the blanks, add to, subtract, or change any part of the story, in anyway they see fit.
I dedicate this short story to all the fans of Aniara, this story is for you and of course the late Harry Martinson.
Like many people who watched the film 'Aniara', I was mesmerized/traumatized by it. It really had a profound effect on me. So much so that I decided to write this fan fiction short story. I am not a writer. The short story that you are about to read is my (very) amateurish tribute to the film. I apologize in advance for all of the grammaspelling and other errors. Despite the (many) flaws of this short work, I hope that you can see what I was attempting to do. Anyway without further or do, I present to you:
The Lost Voices of Aniara: A Space Saga
WE CROWN THE SKIES WITH OUR TIARA, THE LIFE AND FATE OF ANIARA
Note: The following represents the most complete (so far) chronicle of events that happened onboard the Aniara.
Year 18 - Song of Melancholy - My name is Benjamin Jenkins, but everyone calls me "Benny", I am proud to announce that I am the new "Captain" of the mighty space "cruise ship" Aniara. Of course, my title could just as easily be the Admiral of Mars or the Conquer of the Universe, or some other ridiculous sounding grandiose title. Sometimes you must laugh in the face of despair otherwise you will go insane. It's all just for fun of course. I was given the title "Captain" by the crew because I was able to restore the communications transmitter. At least I think I was able to retore it? The lights show green for transmitting, so yeah I bet it works, and besides, all of this is being recorded for posterity and it will be placed in a time/memorial capsule. After that the capsule will be sent in the (general) direction of Mars/Home, where hopefully someone finds it. I'm also the Senior Maintenance Tech in charge of repairing/prolonging various ship systems, etc. There are now only a few remaining livable areas of the ship so it's not as much work as one might imagine. And to think 18 years ago, I was just an ordinary passenger, how far through the ranks I've come! As the "Captain" I will now recount the entire history of the Aniara, the various events, the everyday happenings, from the awe inspiring and amazing, to the boring and mundane, great triumphs and crushing defeats, all the feelings of happiness and joy that come with new life and all of the sorrows and despair that come from (too) many deaths and (too) many hardships. All of our great accomplishments, setbacks and everything in between will be laid bare before the entire universe to witness. Our love, our hate, our dreams, our wants and desires, disappointments, anger and fear but above all our HOPE. Our precious HOPE, the only thing we have left, which has kept us alive for so long. Our HOPE that this message will be received, that someone, somewhere will know our story and our struggle, our HOPE that Mars will be successfully terraformed into the paradise that we all know it can be and our HOPE that Earth will be restored to the paradise that it once was. It's all here, it's all being recorded for the future. I will start our saga from the very beginning of our trip all those years ago...
Hour 1 - Routine Voyage - Well, this is it! Soon I and many others will make a new home on Mars... of course if we hadn't ruined the first one...
Week 3 - Without a Map/A Slight Detour - Today the Captain made an announcement that there would be a slight detour in our trip. In order to avoid a collision with space debris, (which would have destroyed the ship) we had to veer off course. Some of the debris hit the nuclear reactor (a very rare event), which forced the crew to eject all of the ship's fuel. The Captain told everyone that we will be able to resume our trip to Mars once the ship passes a celestial body, which should (probably) happen in about two years. Everyone is (understandably) disgruntled by this unfortunate news. As for me I have no one waiting for me on Mars so it's not as bad.
Year 2 - Wait and See - After several long months of trying out all of the various amusements and other distractions, I was starting to get bored, so I spoke with one of the senior crew members and asked if I could volunteer to do something, anything. Also a job would help keep my mind off our current situation.
Today, my request to work was approved and now I'm part of the crew. My job is to do general maintenance tasks around the ship. I also help take care of the algae, which are used to supply the ship with oxygen and food. It's not a very challenging task, in fact I find it very tedious, but the algae are crucial for the ship's survival, so it gives me a sense of purpose and on top of that I also earn extra points.
Eventually, because of my (part time) job in maintenance, I would come to know every nook and cranny of the Aniara. On one particular day I noticed a slight problem (Electrostatic Diffusion Impaction or EDI) with the ship's air filtration mechanism. I was quick to inform my supervisor about the issue and together we fixed it immediately. If I hadn't spotted the problem, it could have gotten much worse and that would have been catastrophic for the crew and passengers. Afterwards my supervisor bought me a shot of (rationed) Dutch brandy. Other than that, nothing of note has really happened. Everyone is basically in a holding pattern.
One last thing. I've heard a disturbing rumor that there is no celestial body for us to turn around at... If this is true then, that would mean... But for now all we can do now is wait and see...
Year 3 - The Yurg/The Passing of Mima - A memorial was set up to honor the end of Mima. So much joy had she given us. On the wall among the thousands of drawings, pictures, and sad goodbye letters was a poem that went like this:
We sit and stare at all the marvels that she brings us.
Mima lead the way.
Shine your light!
Be the beacon of hope at night.
Perfect grace in the barren house of space.
Shine your light!
Blind us when reality bites.
We so need the magic she does.
Many rumors are going around about what happened to Mima. People say that the Mimarobe (MR) was the one that ended up causing Mima to die. As for me, personally, I don't believe it. The Mimarobe just didn't seem like the type. A few times after I got off from work, when I walked to the end of the long line of people waiting to see Mima, the Mimarobe would come out and say "Ok, everyone that's it that's enough for today, you have to leave now, sorry." My own personal opinion is that she was just trying to give Mima a break, so even though I was of course disappointed, I completely understood. Sometimes we all just need a break. Sometimes things just get to you and you start to feel overwhelmed. I understood the feeling. Mima was like us in that way. Anyway, Rightly or wrongly the Mimarobe was locked up in the ships brig, her and another woman, I think she was one of the pilots,Isabella\, I think was her name but I might be wrong. Oh well, our lives must go on, much sadder of course, but that's life, I guess. ****Isagel, the pilots name was Isagel, her and the Mimarobe would later become a couple.
Year 4 - The Cults - Strange things have started happening. Various cults have sprung up all over the ship with bizarre and strange names. One of these (that I am a member of) is called the ゴールデンサンライト・フォーエバー・クラブ - Gōrudensanraito Fōeba Kurabu - which roughly means the Golden Sunlight Forever Club. Some of these phony cults are/were created as a disguise to have outrageous sex orgies. The cult that I am part of is one of these. (HELL YEAH!). The other cults are very boring, stare out the window and worship the stars or something like that, types. (Glad I'm not a member of those!).
Year 5 - The Calculation - A few weeks ago I met someone special (Carmen) at one of the "worship" services. I've seen her before a few times, but this is the first time that we "connected" and it was amazing. I'm glad that she accepts my physical imperfections (burns scars). Now we are a couple and have left the cult.
Fantastic news! The Captain has announced that an Emergency Refuel Rescue Probe is on its way! The news of the rescue probe has had an electrifying effect on the crew and passengers. Everyone is so excited that no one even cares that we will have to wait just over a year for it to get to us. People are starting to clean and pick up trash again, and the sex clubs and other cults are starting to go away (in anticipation of a return to proper civilization). Now we have hope again! Thank GOD!
Year 6 - The Spear - The rescue probe is almost here. (Only one week away!) I also have even more great news! Mygirlfriend fiancée is pregnant!, now I will be a Father just like I always wanted! I have spoken to Captain Chefone and he has agreed that he will marry us on the day that the Aniara turns around and heads (finally) back to Mars/our new HOME! Even though it will take us several more years to get back, it will have been worth it to me. I am grateful for the "slight detour" we had to endure, because it allowed me to meet the love of my life! Now with our precious child on the way, I am truly happy. PURE JOY - beyond all words...
Something is wrong... After an entire year of training and preparation, the crew has successfully grappled the refuel probe and brought it on board. Everyone expected that within a few days, (a week at most) that we would turn around, but it's been three weeks and nothing. Every day the passengers ask the crew what's going on? When will we turn around? and every day we get the same answer: "Soon, everything is going according to plan, just be patient." People are starting to doubt and lose hope. I even walked right up to Captain Chefone but he knew what I was going to ask and he brushed me aside very angrily saying "Not now, I'm busy!". Now I don't know what to think. One minute I have a future and the next nothing. How can this be? I don't understand! WHY?
Catastrophe! After work I went straight to my quarters to sleep, it had been an exhausting day. Just after I fell asleep, I was awakened by a rumbling. Then, over the speaker came the announcement: Return immediately to your cabins and fasten your seat belts! Since I was already in bed, and had no idea what was going on, I quickly fastened my belt. When it was all over [missing] passengers and crew left. I was told that it happened because of something called "bow shock", which [missing] kind of like a shock wave. The bow shock had badly damaged many systems. [missing] so now I've been "promoted" to Senior Maintenance Tech. Repairs must [missing] don't have any more spare parts for [missing] so many are dead...
Today the Mimarobe completed her beam-screen project. So now when you look outside you can see beautiful waterfalls and green fields etc. I try not to look at it too much. For me its just too painful...
Year 7 - The Fall of Heaven - Today marks the one year anniversary of the arrival of the so-called "Emergency Refuel Rescue Probe". What a very official and grand sounding name for a giant stupid looking dart or as some call it "The Spear". I've even heard some people refer to it as the "Devil's Javelin", but whatever you call it, it's of no use to us. The Astronomer had once told me before she died "supposedly" from a heart attack, (rumors say she was murdered by the captain, I don't doubt it) that all the work and tests they had done on the probe were useless and that even the hardest drills were simply ground into dust without even making so much as a scratch on the probe. Despite a literal barrage of tests and every possible experiment known, even using our most advanced lasers, they had achieved NOTHING! That was the moment I realized that we would never make it home. I even visted "The Spear" once, it was years after all the experiments had ended. There was a time when the area was heavily guarded by the crew and only authorized personnel were allowed in. Of course when I went to see it nobody was around, nobody cared, everyone had given up on it long ago. I saw all of the black marks from what must have been hundreds, if not thousands of desperate attempts to get inside it, or just to figure out what the damn thing was supposed to be. On the floor all around it were small heaps of black and silver metalic dust, remnants of our strongest and hardest drills, remnants of our hope. Our best and brightest couldn't even figure out what it was made of, let alone figure out how to use it to take us home.
I beat my hands against it over and over and I cried out my pain and anger at it. "You were supposed to save us!" "You were supposed to take us home!" You Damn! stupid thing, help us! save us!" But of course it was all useless my cries went unanswered, all I did was injure my hands and hurt my soul, assuming I even have one. After that I (I'm ashamed to admit it)... in complete and total desperation... I got down on my hands and knees in front of it and begged it to save us. "Oh, great magic spear, please save us and I will do anything, anything..."
After I had exhausted and humiliated myself I got up and went back to my quarters broken and alone. All hope was lost before my visit with "the spear" and afterwords it didn't even exist, not even as a word, as though there had never even been such a thing or concept as "hope".
I had been struck by the spear, just like everyone else, head on. My now ex-fiancée and I have split up. Things just weren't the same after the procedure. I don't blame her at all for our break-up, after talking about it, we agreed that if there was now no chance for us to make it home then... what was the point? I went with her when she had the procedure done. But before we went I secretly met with the doctor who would perform the operation and told her what I wanted done after. She told me that I was sick... that it was "disgusting", and what did I plan on doing with "it". I told her that it shouldn't matter, none of this matters, then I pulled out an EFR (emergency food ration). EFRs could remain edible for an indefinite period of time. (In theory they could last for hundreds of years.) Here I said, "one now and one when I get what I want". The doctor was stunned, I knew what she was going to say and I interrupted her and said,"Unlike everyone else I saved my emergency rations." "I only have the two left (I was lying) so don't try to extort me for more." After years of eating only algae, EFRs were (almost) more valuable than oxygen. Of course the doctor agreed and I got what I wanted. It might sound crazy but I had a plan. Fate had taken my family away, but I was prepared to defy even the gods themselves. I was determined that I would have my FAMILY! No matter what! Nothing and no one, no force of nature, no power in all the universe would take that from me. NO! NEVER!
I asked me a question, no reply.
I dreamt me a life and live a lie.
Dream me a nightmare...
I traveled the stars but passed them by.
For trapped on Aniara, here was I.
...always been leaving.
Year 8 - [missing]
Year 9 - The Daily Grind - I have now returned to reality. I have stopped all of the sick and sad mind games that I have being torturing myself with. I once created a "plan" to do the impossible, but no more, no more. Everyday now seems like an endless pointless, struggle. Sometimes [missing] and hours. Some of my co-workers stopped [missing] for now that's all any of us can do...
Year 10 - The Jubilee - Tonight at the Light-Year Hall, those of us that are still left are going to "celebrate" the 10th anniversary of our 3 week voyage to Mars or as I like to call it the "never ending space adventure" Ha!
Captain Chefone gave the Mimarobe a medal for her creation of the beam-screen device. I sat in the front row and couldn't help but notice that one of the Captains wrists was bandaged, probably from another suicide attempt...
Year 11 - Hope Restored - My ex-fiancée is dead. She commited suicide like so many others before. I was hard at work trying to revive the algae (they had been neglected for some time) when my assistant rushed in and told me the news. "They were about to send her body into space, you have to hurry if you want to see her". I immediately and literally dropped everything I was doing. The algae pack I had been working on fell and splashed on the floor as I ran out the door as fast as I could. As luck would have it, I made it just in time to see her, and I even had time to cut a lock of her hair. I then kissed her one last time and said "Goodbye my love... but, goodbye is not forever."
Then that was it, off she went into the empty, endless, void. She was gone I told myself, but not dead. I squeezed the lock of hair in my hand and vowed that I would bring her back to life, somehow, someway, I would make things right, we would live the life we were supposed to have. I would make it happen. It would happen. Suddenly, I felt a force deep inside me rushing to the surface. It had been years but I knew what it was, It had returned to me, a feeling of exuberation, of joy and the certainty of knowing that everything would be okay. I now resurrected my "plan" and now I had a reason to live again, I had a purpose, and now I had......HOPE! And this time I was determined that I would never lose hope again. NEVER!
Year 12 - Return of the Cults - Some of the old cults have started making a come back... However this time they are no longer sex/fun cults, because after so many years of eating just algae, almost everyone has lost their sex drive/ability to reproduce... I think because the type algae on board was genetically modified to produce the maximum amount of oxygen possible, so it was never intended to be used as a permanent main source of nutrition. If we had access to more than just the one type, things might be different...
Year 13 - Foward, Foward into the cold empty night! We ride! - Captain Chefone is dead. Suicide. I knew he had been on the brink the past few years so it's not much of a surprise. I would often hear him say to himself "We should have been home by now." Of course he was right, we should have, but instead here we are stuck on this eternal "voyage of the damned".
A week after Captain Chefone died, I found myself walking by his quarters. I had the sudden impulse to go inside. I don't know what it was (probably just morbid curiosity), but I think I just wanted to find some answers...
I was surprised to find that his quarters were just as much of a mess as mine. (And everyone else's.) I think because he was the Captain, I expected a lot more. (He was only human.) After looking around the room, I went over to his desk and inside I found the Aniara's Offical Ships Log, but the electronic notepad was damaged beyond repair (on purpose). However, underneath it was a small paper notebook. "Ah, I said out loud, now this should be interesting." When I opened the notebook I was immediately disappointed. Most of the pages were torn out and those few that remained had been harshly scribbled over.
On one of the few pages not missing or completely marked over was written this: Today, we almost lost the entire ship, were it not for my quick and decisive actions as Captain. [illegible] an incredibly rare occurrence [illegible] critically damaged our main nuclear reactor. [illegible] only seconds [illegible] forcing me to [illegible] off course [illegible] have power for some time. This evening I will break the news to the passengers in such a way that will cause the least amount of panic and at the same time not destroy their hope. If they knew the real situation, it would only cause unnecessary chaos. In this way, I will maintain order and keep the passengers safe. Fear and [illegible] as Captain of Aniara [illegible] that is now my primary job. [illegible] now like aShepherd Father and the passengers my sheep children. In many ways we are very lucky, [illegible] this trip, Aniara's sister ship crashed into Jupiter heading towards the Orion belt colony. Everyone on onboard was killed.
On another page was written this: The rescue refuel probe is here. [illegible] turned out to be [illegible] not what I expected. I have [illegible] for clarification, [illegible] Mars [illegible] -----cation. Testing will continue. I still remain confident that [illegible] the project called "[illegible] ---elin" can still be used in someway to turn the ship around and resume course.
The last two pages were so scribbled over that I could barely make out any words let alone a full sentence. I did however, notice what looked like the word "Devil" written over and over. Very strange. I left the Captain's quarters with more questions than answers...
Year 14 - [missing]
Year 15 - The Light Show Ends - Today the projection device created by MR, (Everyone still calls her the 'Mimarobe' as a sign of respect.) had to be shut down to conserve power. The Mimarobe often expressed to me her regret at not being more forceful with Captain Chefone in explaining the problem with Mima. She told me that if she could back in time she would say to the Captain:
"Just imagine what it will be like if Mima isn't here... do you understand how hellish the situation will become? My life is dedicated to this program and I'M TELLING YOU, IT WILL BURN OUT AND DIE! Imagine if people can temporarily go back to earth by turning on a light switch, now imagine if the bulb blows up, and there's no replacement..." "I know how important Mima is and you don't get it!"
The beam-screen seemed like a great idea at the time to keep everyone's spirits up, but in many ways it may have done more harm than good. People lost their minds staring all the time at something they knew they would never have...
Year 16 - [missing]
Year 17 - [missing]
Year 18 - The Time/Memorial Capsule - The Mimarobe was the one that came up with the idea for a time/memorial capsule. She (like all of us) has suffered greatly, but from time to time she would show a small spark of her old self. The idea, while slow to catch on, would eventually give those of us still left a renewed sense of purpose. (People now had a reason to get out of bed.) But, it was I who would take the idea and transform it into something greater. Our first attempt at creating the capsule was successful (it was little more than a metal box) but at the same time, as the Mimarobe pointed out it looked too much like a large coffin. I agreed. We could do better. We had to do better. But we had to be careful [missing] effecting power systems. I asked the Mimarobe if she could sketch a better design. After two days the Mimarobe presented me with a new design, it was beautiful, but simple, yet elegant. Above the sketch was were the words, "Heart of Aniara." The name was perfect. We would fill the "Heart of Aniara", with our art and our poetry, with our hopes, dreams and wedding rings. We would pour into it our stories, our struggles, our trials and tribulations, we would fill it with the tear drops from our very souls.
The "Heart of Aniara" is almost complete. It has taken an entire [missing] solid effort to build and everyone took turns polishing it, so now it shines like the golden sun. We also wrote [missing] and painted two large red hearts on the sides. It [missing] long and on the inside are different [missing] created using metal partitions. [missing] was instrumental in its consruction...
Year 19 - A Slight Delay - Disaster! Several Power systems, including all emergency back up systems across the ship have begun failing for some unknown reason. [missing] working around the clock to figure out what is wrong... I don't know how much longer we can hold on...
We finally found the [missing] will work for the time being, but [missing] restored power [missing] will do for now...
Year 20 - The Heart of Aniara - At last the time has come for our send off. Everything is ready. As the "Captain" of Aniara it is my great honor to commision this new vessel "Heart of Aniara". Behind me I heard someone whisper "vessel?". I continued, "It is my firm belief that the "Heart of Aniara" will make it back home to Mars and everyone will know our stories..."
A moment before send off, I told everyone to wait. Theres one more thing left. I then slid open a hatch on the side and told everyone that I hated to do this to them, but I was going to Mars with my family. The Mimarobe approached me with a half smile on her face and said in a very serious tone "Good Luck, Captain Benny", "tell everyone on Mars hi for us and that we wish we were there." I smiled and promised that I would. Then to my suprise all the others came up to me, with some shaking my hand and congratulating me, asking me to say hi to their family and friends as well. I then ducked down into the newly christened "Heart of Aniara." Then the hatch was sealed. A small rechargable electric candle that I brought with me, provided the only light. Knowing that we would be leaving in a moment I opened a small box, took Carmen (lock of ex-fiancée's hair) and Sarah Ann (small jar with dead fetus) and held them together in my left hand against my chest. I could feel my heart beating with a mixture of fear and excitement. I took out a small children's book with my right hand and began reading it from the beginning. It was my daughter's favorite. It was called "The Duck and the Noodle." "Daddy are we there yet?" I laughed as tears ran down my face and said "Yes, my little princess noodle were almost there."
The Memorial Capsule lauched into space with a loud whoosh...
(Mimarobe, MR) - When everyone had just got through waving goodbye and were getting ready to leave, the view screen turned on and with it a pre-recorded message from Captain Benny. "To celebrate this great day, I have arranged for you a "Grand Feast", then he paused. A few people exchanged questioning looks. Then the Captain spoke again. "You see", he said with a smile, "Unlike all of you, I saved my emergency rations. You will find them hidden inside the mattress in my quarters, enjoy!" "Also, you will find two bottles of wine, yes! real wine!" Before the video even finished several people had started shuffling as fast as the could to Captain Benny's quarters. The Captain wasn't lying, it appeared that he had indeed saved almost all of his emergency rations for some special occasion(s).
What a feast it was! To make it fair for everyone we took all of the rations and put them together to create a kind of giant stew. Each of us not only savored each precious spoonful, we cherished it as though it was a long lost loved one. It is not an exaggeration to say that each bite was chewed one hundred times or more and then held in the mouth for ten minutes or longer, swishing the pulpy liquid around and around. I even saw one person spit the food back into their bowl and then put it back into their mouth, over and over again. That seemed a little bit unusual to me, but everyone should enjoy their last real meal the way they want. As for the wine their was enough for everyone to have a shot glass filled to the brim. We talked about the "Great Feast" for months afterword...
Year 21 - [missing]
Year 22 - The Living Dead - (Mimarobe, MR) We've had to abandon almost the entire ship to conserve power, but basically were stillgood alive... I still dream about Isagel and our son from time to time...
Year 23 - [missing]
Year 24 - The Sarcophagus - A few remaining survivors, including the Mimarobe, sit cross-legged in a dimly lit room. One of the few survivors speaks in a rhapsodic manner about the divine power of sunlight on Earth.
The Aniara slowly descends into final darkness...
Note: Years 25 through 5,981,406 are missing.
Year 5,981,407 - Lyra Constellation - The Aniara, derelict, frozen and devoid of human life - reaches the Lyra constellation and approaches a planet as verdant and welcoming as Earth was formerly. It quickly passes by continuing on into the endless void of space...
Date Unknown - The Warm Embrace - Ages come, Ages gone, Aniara soon embraced, engulfed by warmth and shine, newest born crimson light, Aniara far from home, aflame, not even ashes remain.
Epilogue: Year 100 - The Triumph of Hope - Despite the faliure of many valiant rescue attempts, including all attempts at communication, we remain confident that those onboard the Aniara knew that they were not forgotten. It is difficult to imagine (the speaker momentarily shuttered), the impossible challenges they endured. The story of their lives will remain in the collective hearts of humanity for all time. It is our hope that we will do right by them, now and in the future. We vow to never repeat the mistakes of the past... and that is why today, on the one hundredth anniversary since the Aniara was lost, we reach across time and space to bring their souls back home, home to this sacred place... We hereby consecrate this new park as the "Aniara Memorial Park and Museum Complex." As you walk through these doors, one of the first things you will notice is the "Heart of Aniara" on display. Along the walls are the names and pictures of the passengers and crew, their artwork, poetry, and most importantly, the stories of their lives, their hopes, dreams and wedding rings...
Aniara Memorial Plaque: We ourselves are the sorrow, we are also the joy, everything human is rooted in humanity, and no human being can escape humanity, not her hatred and her self-degradation, nor the joy she spreads, nor the love she forms.
Date [redacted] - Project "Devil's Javelin" - Status report #[redacted] - As of today's date we are aware of a total of four "spear-like objects" [redacted] and has contextualized that there are many more as yet discovered. Because of [redacted] we now know they are made of [redacted] and probably come from [redacted] the first was found on Earth 86 years ago, at the bottom of the Pacific Ocean. The second one was discovered by the crew of the Aniara [redacted] years ago. The third was found here on Mars, near [redacted] and moved to its present secure location. The fourth and newest one was found when [redacted] the far side of the Moon. [redacted] buried inside the [redacted] impact crater. We have yet to discover the purpose of these "spear-like objects."
After [redacted] to prevent another type of incident. [redacted] have been able to gain access to the inside of the one here on Mars. [redacted] only after [redacted] and the entire team. [redacted] using the most advanced technology and research methods. Dr. [redacted] found [redacted] which is impossible and should not exist. However, we must now come to grips with the horror that this new revelation about humanity has [redacted] general public must never find out...
THE END?
Alternate ending 1
Year 5,981,407 - The Sarcophagus World Destroyer - As the ship Aniara descended towards the lush and green planet, the crew rejoiced. Or at least they would have if they hadn't all been dead. After thousands of millennia wandering through space, they had found a planet that was almost identical to Earth.
The planet's gravity was very strong, and the ship had become trapped in the planet's gravitational pull and started hurtling towards the surface.
The Aniara crashed into the planet with a deafening roar, causing massive destruction and sending out shockwaves that rippled across the surface.
As the dust settled, it became clear that the landing had been catastrophic. Plant and animal life had been completely obliterated, and the once green planet was now a barren wasteland. Soon not a single living thing was left to witness the horror and the devastation that had been caused.
Another beautiful, thriving, planet, a blue and green jewel, once teeming with life has been turned into a lifeless barren wasteland...
Alternate ending 2
Year 5,981,407 - The Second Chance Sarcophagus - As the ship Aniara descended towards the lush and green planet, the crew rejoiced. Or at least they would have if they hadn't all been dead. After thousands of millennia wandering through space, they had found a planet that was almost identical to Earth.
The planet's gravity was very strong, and the ship had become trapped in the planet's gravitational pull and started hurtling towards the surface.
One one-trillionth of a second after the Aniara crashed into the planet the mysterious spear-like probe on board finally awakened. A God-Like Power. In that one one-trillionth of a second the Aniara was scanned by the powerful probe and the events and lives of the crew had become known to it. At the same time, both the ship and the planet were saved by a force field of immense power. The ship was now resting safely on the surface of the lush, green planet. The probe had determined that the primitive life forms on board were worthy of a second chance at life and it was able to resurrect the entire crew and all the passengers from microscopic DNA that had been left. The Aniara was perfectly restored and even the Mima had been brought back. The crew and passengers awoke to find themselves in a veritable Garden of Eden, a paradise. Maybe this time things would go better and the mistakes from the past would not be repeated...
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The short story you are about to read was created/inspired/based on a variety of sources related to or about Aniara. Aniara rock opera (Seventh Wonder) - The Great Escape, the Aniara wikipedia page, the Aniara film, poem etc. So if you read something and it sounds familiar, it's probably because it comes from or is based on, one of those sources. I have also tried to incorporate some of the thoughts and ideas expressed here on aniara, so some of you may see that reflected. I have not read everything that has to do with the Aniara universe, but I have found many of the resources listed on aniara very helpful in creating this short story. Thank you for those. I have also included a couple alternate endings.
Also, this story belongs to everyone, so everyone should feel free to to fill in the blanks, add to, subtract, or change any part of the story, in anyway they see fit.
I dedicate this short story to all the fans of Aniara, this story is for you and of course the late Harry Martinson.
Like many people who watched the film 'Aniara', I was mesmerized/traumatized by it. It really had a profound effect on me. So much so that I decided to write this fan fiction short story. I am not a writer. The short story that you are about to read is my (very) amateurish tribute to the film. I apologize in advance for all of the grammaspelling and other errors. Despite the (many) flaws of this short work, I hope that you can see what I was attempting to do. Anyway without further or do, I present to you:
The Lost Voices of Aniara: A Space Saga
WE CROWN THE SKIES WITH OUR TIARA, THE LIFE AND FATE OF ANIARA
Note: The following represents the most complete (so far) chronicle of events that happened onboard the Aniara.
Year 18 - Song of Melancholy - My name is Benjamin Jenkins, but everyone calls me "Benny", I am proud to announce that I am the new "Captain" of the mighty space "cruise ship" Aniara. Of course, my title could just as easily be the Admiral of Mars or the Conquer of the Universe, or some other ridiculous sounding grandiose title. Sometimes you must laugh in the face of despair otherwise you will go insane. It's all just for fun of course. I was given the title "Captain" by the crew because I was able to restore the communications transmitter. At least I think I was able to retore it? The lights show green for transmitting, so yeah I bet it works, and besides, all of this is being recorded for posterity and it will be placed in a time/memorial capsule. After that the capsule will be sent in the (general) direction of Mars/Home, where hopefully someone finds it. I'm also the Senior Maintenance Tech in charge of repairing/prolonging various ship systems, etc. There are now only a few remaining livable areas of the ship so it's not as much work as one might imagine. And to think 18 years ago, I was just an ordinary passenger, how far through the ranks I've come! As the "Captain" I will now recount the entire history of the Aniara, the various events, the everyday happenings, from the awe inspiring and amazing, to the boring and mundane, great triumphs and crushing defeats, all the feelings of happiness and joy that come with new life and all of the sorrows and despair that come from (too) many deaths and (too) many hardships. All of our great accomplishments, setbacks and everything in between will be laid bare before the entire universe to witness. Our love, our hate, our dreams, our wants and desires, disappointments, anger and fear but above all our HOPE. Our precious HOPE, the only thing we have left, which has kept us alive for so long. Our HOPE that this message will be received, that someone, somewhere will know our story and our struggle, our HOPE that Mars will be successfully terraformed into the paradise that we all know it can be and our HOPE that Earth will be restored to the paradise that it once was. It's all here, it's all being recorded for the future. I will start our saga from the very beginning of our trip all those years ago...
Hour 1 - Routine Voyage - Well, this is it! Soon I and many others will make a new home on Mars... of course if we hadn't ruined the first one...
Week 3 - Without a Map/A Slight Detour - Today the Captain made an announcement that there would be a slight detour in our trip. In order to avoid a collision with space debris, (which would have destroyed the ship) we had to veer off course. Some of the debris hit the nuclear reactor (a very rare event), which forced the crew to eject all of the ship's fuel. The Captain told everyone that we will be able to resume our trip to Mars once the ship passes a celestial body, which should (probably) happen in about two years. Everyone is (understandably) disgruntled by this unfortunate news. As for me I have no one waiting for me on Mars so it's not as bad.
Year 2 - Wait and See - After several long months of trying out all of the various amusements and other distractions, I was starting to get bored, so I spoke with one of the senior crew members and asked if I could volunteer to do something, anything. Also a job would help keep my mind off our current situation.
Today, my request to work was approved and now I'm part of the crew. My job is to do general maintenance tasks around the ship. I also help take care of the algae, which are used to supply the ship with oxygen and food. It's not a very challenging task, in fact I find it very tedious, but the algae are crucial for the ship's survival, so it gives me a sense of purpose and on top of that I also earn extra points.
Eventually, because of my (part time) job in maintenance, I would come to know every nook and cranny of the Aniara. On one particular day I noticed a slight problem (Electrostatic Diffusion Impaction or EDI) with the ship's air filtration mechanism. I was quick to inform my supervisor about the issue and together we fixed it immediately. If I hadn't spotted the problem, it could have gotten much worse and that would have been catastrophic for the crew and passengers. Afterwards my supervisor bought me a shot of (rationed) Dutch brandy. Other than that, nothing of note has really happened. Everyone is basically in a holding pattern.
One last thing. I've heard a disturbing rumor that there is no celestial body for us to turn around at... If this is true then, that would mean... But for now all we can do now is wait and see...
Year 3 - The Yurg/The Passing of Mima - A memorial was set up to honor the end of Mima. So much joy had she given us. On the wall among the thousands of drawings, pictures, and sad goodbye letters was a poem that went like this:
We sit and stare at all the marvels that she brings us.
Mima lead the way.
Shine your light!
Be the beacon of hope at night.
Perfect grace in the barren house of space.
Shine your light!
Blind us when reality bites.
We so need the magic she does.
Many rumors are going around about what happened to Mima. People say that the Mimarobe (MR) was the one that ended up causing Mima to die. As for me, personally, I don't believe it. The Mimarobe just didn't seem like the type. A few times after I got off from work, when I walked to the end of the long line of people waiting to see Mima, the Mimarobe would come out and say "Ok, everyone that's it that's enough for today, you have to leave now, sorry." My own personal opinion is that she was just trying to give Mima a break, so even though I was of course disappointed, I completely understood. Sometimes we all just need a break. Sometimes things just get to you and you start to feel overwhelmed. I understood the feeling. Mima was like us in that way. Anyway, Rightly or wrongly the Mimarobe was locked up in the ships brig, her and another woman, I think she was one of the pilots,
Year 4 - The Cults - Strange things have started happening. Various cults have sprung up all over the ship with bizarre and strange names. One of these (that I am a member of) is called the ゴールデンサンライト・フォーエバー・クラブ - Gōrudensanraito Fōeba Kurabu - which roughly means the Golden Sunlight Forever Club. Some of these phony cults are/were created as a disguise to have outrageous sex orgies. The cult that I am part of is one of these. (HELL YEAH!). The other cults are very boring, stare out the window and worship the stars or something like that, types. (Glad I'm not a member of those!).
Year 5 - The Calculation - A few weeks ago I met someone special (Carmen) at one of the "worship" services. I've seen her before a few times, but this is the first time that we "connected" and it was amazing. I'm glad that she accepts my physical imperfections (burns scars). Now we are a couple and have left the cult.
Fantastic news! The Captain has announced that an Emergency Refuel Rescue Probe is on its way! The news of the rescue probe has had an electrifying effect on the crew and passengers. Everyone is so excited that no one even cares that we will have to wait just over a year for it to get to us. People are starting to clean and pick up trash again, and the sex clubs and other cults are starting to go away (in anticipation of a return to proper civilization). Now we have hope again! Thank GOD!
Year 6 - The Spear - The rescue probe is almost here. (Only one week away!) I also have even more great news! My
Something is wrong... After an entire year of training and preparation, the crew has successfully grappled the refuel probe and brought it on board. Everyone expected that within a few days, (a week at most) that we would turn around, but it's been three weeks and nothing. Every day the passengers ask the crew what's going on? When will we turn around? and every day we get the same answer: "Soon, everything is going according to plan, just be patient." People are starting to doubt and lose hope. I even walked right up to Captain Chefone but he knew what I was going to ask and he brushed me aside very angrily saying "Not now, I'm busy!". Now I don't know what to think. One minute I have a future and the next nothing. How can this be? I don't understand! WHY?
Catastrophe! After work I went straight to my quarters to sleep, it had been an exhausting day. Just after I fell asleep, I was awakened by a rumbling. Then, over the speaker came the announcement: Return immediately to your cabins and fasten your seat belts! Since I was already in bed, and had no idea what was going on, I quickly fastened my belt. When it was all over [missing] passengers and crew left. I was told that it happened because of something called "bow shock", which [missing] kind of like a shock wave. The bow shock had badly damaged many systems. [missing] so now I've been "promoted" to Senior Maintenance Tech. Repairs must [missing] don't have any more spare parts for [missing] so many are dead...
Today the Mimarobe completed her beam-screen project. So now when you look outside you can see beautiful waterfalls and green fields etc. I try not to look at it too much. For me its just too painful...
Year 7 - The Fall of Heaven - Today marks the one year anniversary of the arrival of the so-called "Emergency Refuel Rescue Probe". What a very official and grand sounding name for a giant stupid looking dart or as some call it "The Spear". I've even heard some people refer to it as the "Devil's Javelin", but whatever you call it, it's of no use to us. The Astronomer had once told me before she died "supposedly" from a heart attack, (rumors say she was murdered by the captain, I don't doubt it) that all the work and tests they had done on the probe were useless and that even the hardest drills were simply ground into dust without even making so much as a scratch on the probe. Despite a literal barrage of tests and every possible experiment known, even using our most advanced lasers, they had achieved NOTHING! That was the moment I realized that we would never make it home. I even visted "The Spear" once, it was years after all the experiments had ended. There was a time when the area was heavily guarded by the crew and only authorized personnel were allowed in. Of course when I went to see it nobody was around, nobody cared, everyone had given up on it long ago. I saw all of the black marks from what must have been hundreds, if not thousands of desperate attempts to get inside it, or just to figure out what the damn thing was supposed to be. On the floor all around it were small heaps of black and silver metalic dust, remnants of our strongest and hardest drills, remnants of our hope. Our best and brightest couldn't even figure out what it was made of, let alone figure out how to use it to take us home.
I beat my hands against it over and over and I cried out my pain and anger at it. "You were supposed to save us!" "You were supposed to take us home!" You Damn! stupid thing, help us! save us!" But of course it was all useless my cries went unanswered, all I did was injure my hands and hurt my soul, assuming I even have one. After that I (I'm ashamed to admit it)... in complete and total desperation... I got down on my hands and knees in front of it and begged it to save us. "Oh, great magic spear, please save us and I will do anything, anything..."
After I had exhausted and humiliated myself I got up and went back to my quarters broken and alone. All hope was lost before my visit with "the spear" and afterwords it didn't even exist, not even as a word, as though there had never even been such a thing or concept as "hope".
I had been struck by the spear, just like everyone else, head on. My now ex-fiancée and I have split up. Things just weren't the same after the procedure. I don't blame her at all for our break-up, after talking about it, we agreed that if there was now no chance for us to make it home then... what was the point? I went with her when she had the procedure done. But before we went I secretly met with the doctor who would perform the operation and told her what I wanted done after. She told me that I was sick... that it was "disgusting", and what did I plan on doing with "it". I told her that it shouldn't matter, none of this matters, then I pulled out an EFR (emergency food ration). EFRs could remain edible for an indefinite period of time. (In theory they could last for hundreds of years.) Here I said, "one now and one when I get what I want". The doctor was stunned, I knew what she was going to say and I interrupted her and said,"Unlike everyone else I saved my emergency rations." "I only have the two left (I was lying) so don't try to extort me for more." After years of eating only algae, EFRs were (almost) more valuable than oxygen. Of course the doctor agreed and I got what I wanted. It might sound crazy but I had a plan. Fate had taken my family away, but I was prepared to defy even the gods themselves. I was determined that I would have my FAMILY! No matter what! Nothing and no one, no force of nature, no power in all the universe would take that from me. NO! NEVER!
I asked me a question, no reply.
I dreamt me a life and live a lie.
Dream me a nightmare...
I traveled the stars but passed them by.
For trapped on Aniara, here was I.
...always been leaving.
Year 8 - [missing]
Year 9 - The Daily Grind - I have now returned to reality. I have stopped all of the sick and sad mind games that I have being torturing myself with. I once created a "plan" to do the impossible, but no more, no more. Everyday now seems like an endless pointless, struggle. Sometimes [missing] and hours. Some of my co-workers stopped [missing] for now that's all any of us can do...
Year 10 - The Jubilee - Tonight at the Light-Year Hall, those of us that are still left are going to "celebrate" the 10th anniversary of our 3 week voyage to Mars or as I like to call it the "never ending space adventure" Ha!
Captain Chefone gave the Mimarobe a medal for her creation of the beam-screen device. I sat in the front row and couldn't help but notice that one of the Captains wrists was bandaged, probably from another suicide attempt...
Year 11 - Hope Restored - My ex-fiancée is dead. She commited suicide like so many others before. I was hard at work trying to revive the algae (they had been neglected for some time) when my assistant rushed in and told me the news. "They were about to send her body into space, you have to hurry if you want to see her". I immediately and literally dropped everything I was doing. The algae pack I had been working on fell and splashed on the floor as I ran out the door as fast as I could. As luck would have it, I made it just in time to see her, and I even had time to cut a lock of her hair. I then kissed her one last time and said "Goodbye my love... but, goodbye is not forever."
Then that was it, off she went into the empty, endless, void. She was gone I told myself, but not dead. I squeezed the lock of hair in my hand and vowed that I would bring her back to life, somehow, someway, I would make things right, we would live the life we were supposed to have. I would make it happen. It would happen. Suddenly, I felt a force deep inside me rushing to the surface. It had been years but I knew what it was, It had returned to me, a feeling of exuberation, of joy and the certainty of knowing that everything would be okay. I now resurrected my "plan" and now I had a reason to live again, I had a purpose, and now I had......HOPE! And this time I was determined that I would never lose hope again. NEVER!
Year 12 - Return of the Cults - Some of the old cults have started making a come back... However this time they are no longer sex/fun cults, because after so many years of eating just algae, almost everyone has lost their sex drive/ability to reproduce... I think because the type algae on board was genetically modified to produce the maximum amount of oxygen possible, so it was never intended to be used as a permanent main source of nutrition. If we had access to more than just the one type, things might be different...
Year 13 - Foward, Foward into the cold empty night! We ride! - Captain Chefone is dead. Suicide. I knew he had been on the brink the past few years so it's not much of a surprise. I would often hear him say to himself "We should have been home by now." Of course he was right, we should have, but instead here we are stuck on this eternal "voyage of the damned".
A week after Captain Chefone died, I found myself walking by his quarters. I had the sudden impulse to go inside. I don't know what it was (probably just morbid curiosity), but I think I just wanted to find some answers...
I was surprised to find that his quarters were just as much of a mess as mine. (And everyone else's.) I think because he was the Captain, I expected a lot more. (He was only human.) After looking around the room, I went over to his desk and inside I found the Aniara's Offical Ships Log, but the electronic notepad was damaged beyond repair (on purpose). However, underneath it was a small paper notebook. "Ah, I said out loud, now this should be interesting." When I opened the notebook I was immediately disappointed. Most of the pages were torn out and those few that remained had been harshly scribbled over.
On one of the few pages not missing or completely marked over was written this: Today, we almost lost the entire ship, were it not for my quick and decisive actions as Captain. [illegible] an incredibly rare occurrence [illegible] critically damaged our main nuclear reactor. [illegible] only seconds [illegible] forcing me to [illegible] off course [illegible] have power for some time. This evening I will break the news to the passengers in such a way that will cause the least amount of panic and at the same time not destroy their hope. If they knew the real situation, it would only cause unnecessary chaos. In this way, I will maintain order and keep the passengers safe. Fear and [illegible] as Captain of Aniara [illegible] that is now my primary job. [illegible] now like a
On another page was written this: The rescue refuel probe is here. [illegible] turned out to be [illegible] not what I expected. I have [illegible] for clarification, [illegible] Mars [illegible] -----cation. Testing will continue. I still remain confident that [illegible] the project called "[illegible] ---elin" can still be used in someway to turn the ship around and resume course.
The last two pages were so scribbled over that I could barely make out any words let alone a full sentence. I did however, notice what looked like the word "Devil" written over and over. Very strange. I left the Captain's quarters with more questions than answers...
Year 14 - [missing]
Year 15 - The Light Show Ends - Today the projection device created by MR, (Everyone still calls her the 'Mimarobe' as a sign of respect.) had to be shut down to conserve power. The Mimarobe often expressed to me her regret at not being more forceful with Captain Chefone in explaining the problem with Mima. She told me that if she could back in time she would say to the Captain:
"Just imagine what it will be like if Mima isn't here... do you understand how hellish the situation will become? My life is dedicated to this program and I'M TELLING YOU, IT WILL BURN OUT AND DIE! Imagine if people can temporarily go back to earth by turning on a light switch, now imagine if the bulb blows up, and there's no replacement..." "I know how important Mima is and you don't get it!"
The beam-screen seemed like a great idea at the time to keep everyone's spirits up, but in many ways it may have done more harm than good. People lost their minds staring all the time at something they knew they would never have...
Year 16 - [missing]
Year 17 - [missing]
Year 18 - The Time/Memorial Capsule - The Mimarobe was the one that came up with the idea for a time/memorial capsule. She (like all of us) has suffered greatly, but from time to time she would show a small spark of her old self. The idea, while slow to catch on, would eventually give those of us still left a renewed sense of purpose. (People now had a reason to get out of bed.) But, it was I who would take the idea and transform it into something greater. Our first attempt at creating the capsule was successful (it was little more than a metal box) but at the same time, as the Mimarobe pointed out it looked too much like a large coffin. I agreed. We could do better. We had to do better. But we had to be careful [missing] effecting power systems. I asked the Mimarobe if she could sketch a better design. After two days the Mimarobe presented me with a new design, it was beautiful, but simple, yet elegant. Above the sketch was were the words, "Heart of Aniara." The name was perfect. We would fill the "Heart of Aniara", with our art and our poetry, with our hopes, dreams and wedding rings. We would pour into it our stories, our struggles, our trials and tribulations, we would fill it with the tear drops from our very souls.
The "Heart of Aniara" is almost complete. It has taken an entire [missing] solid effort to build and everyone took turns polishing it, so now it shines like the golden sun. We also wrote [missing] and painted two large red hearts on the sides. It [missing] long and on the inside are different [missing] created using metal partitions. [missing] was instrumental in its consruction...
Year 19 - A Slight Delay - Disaster! Several Power systems, including all emergency back up systems across the ship have begun failing for some unknown reason. [missing] working around the clock to figure out what is wrong... I don't know how much longer we can hold on...
We finally found the [missing] will work for the time being, but [missing] restored power [missing] will do for now...
Year 20 - The Heart of Aniara - At last the time has come for our send off. Everything is ready. As the "Captain" of Aniara it is my great honor to commision this new vessel "Heart of Aniara". Behind me I heard someone whisper "vessel?". I continued, "It is my firm belief that the "Heart of Aniara" will make it back home to Mars and everyone will know our stories..."
A moment before send off, I told everyone to wait. Theres one more thing left. I then slid open a hatch on the side and told everyone that I hated to do this to them, but I was going to Mars with my family. The Mimarobe approached me with a half smile on her face and said in a very serious tone "Good Luck, Captain Benny", "tell everyone on Mars hi for us and that we wish we were there." I smiled and promised that I would. Then to my suprise all the others came up to me, with some shaking my hand and congratulating me, asking me to say hi to their family and friends as well. I then ducked down into the newly christened "Heart of Aniara." Then the hatch was sealed. A small rechargable electric candle that I brought with me, provided the only light. Knowing that we would be leaving in a moment I opened a small box, took Carmen (lock of ex-fiancée's hair) and Sarah Ann (small jar with dead fetus) and held them together in my left hand against my chest. I could feel my heart beating with a mixture of fear and excitement. I took out a small children's book with my right hand and began reading it from the beginning. It was my daughter's favorite. It was called "The Duck and the Noodle." "Daddy are we there yet?" I laughed as tears ran down my face and said "Yes, my little princess noodle were almost there."
The Memorial Capsule lauched into space with a loud whoosh...
(Mimarobe, MR) - When everyone had just got through waving goodbye and were getting ready to leave, the view screen turned on and with it a pre-recorded message from Captain Benny. "To celebrate this great day, I have arranged for you a "Grand Feast", then he paused. A few people exchanged questioning looks. Then the Captain spoke again. "You see", he said with a smile, "Unlike all of you, I saved my emergency rations. You will find them hidden inside the mattress in my quarters, enjoy!" "Also, you will find two bottles of wine, yes! real wine!" Before the video even finished several people had started shuffling as fast as the could to Captain Benny's quarters. The Captain wasn't lying, it appeared that he had indeed saved almost all of his emergency rations for some special occasion(s).
What a feast it was! To make it fair for everyone we took all of the rations and put them together to create a kind of giant stew. Each of us not only savored each precious spoonful, we cherished it as though it was a long lost loved one. It is not an exaggeration to say that each bite was chewed one hundred times or more and then held in the mouth for ten minutes or longer, swishing the pulpy liquid around and around. I even saw one person spit the food back into their bowl and then put it back into their mouth, over and over again. That seemed a little bit unusual to me, but everyone should enjoy their last real meal the way they want. As for the wine their was enough for everyone to have a shot glass filled to the brim. We talked about the "Great Feast" for months afterword...
Year 21 - [missing]
Year 22 - The Living Dead - (Mimarobe, MR) We've had to abandon almost the entire ship to conserve power, but basically were still
Year 23 - [missing]
Year 24 - The Sarcophagus - A few remaining survivors, including the Mimarobe, sit cross-legged in a dimly lit room. One of the few survivors speaks in a rhapsodic manner about the divine power of sunlight on Earth.
The Aniara slowly descends into final darkness...
Note: Years 25 through 5,981,406 are missing.
Year 5,981,407 - Lyra Constellation - The Aniara, derelict, frozen and devoid of human life - reaches the Lyra constellation and approaches a planet as verdant and welcoming as Earth was formerly. It quickly passes by continuing on into the endless void of space...
Date Unknown - The Warm Embrace - Ages come, Ages gone, Aniara soon embraced, engulfed by warmth and shine, newest born crimson light, Aniara far from home, aflame, not even ashes remain.
Epilogue: Year 100 - The Triumph of Hope - Despite the faliure of many valiant rescue attempts, including all attempts at communication, we remain confident that those onboard the Aniara knew that they were not forgotten. It is difficult to imagine (the speaker momentarily shuttered), the impossible challenges they endured. The story of their lives will remain in the collective hearts of humanity for all time. It is our hope that we will do right by them, now and in the future. We vow to never repeat the mistakes of the past... and that is why today, on the one hundredth anniversary since the Aniara was lost, we reach across time and space to bring their souls back home, home to this sacred place... We hereby consecrate this new park as the "Aniara Memorial Park and Museum Complex." As you walk through these doors, one of the first things you will notice is the "Heart of Aniara" on display. Along the walls are the names and pictures of the passengers and crew, their artwork, poetry, and most importantly, the stories of their lives, their hopes, dreams and wedding rings...
Aniara Memorial Plaque: We ourselves are the sorrow, we are also the joy, everything human is rooted in humanity, and no human being can escape humanity, not her hatred and her self-degradation, nor the joy she spreads, nor the love she forms.
Date [redacted] - Project "Devil's Javelin" - Status report #[redacted] - As of today's date we are aware of a total of four "spear-like objects" [redacted] and has contextualized that there are many more as yet discovered. Because of [redacted] we now know they are made of [redacted] and probably come from [redacted] the first was found on Earth 86 years ago, at the bottom of the Pacific Ocean. The second one was discovered by the crew of the Aniara [redacted] years ago. The third was found here on Mars, near [redacted] and moved to its present secure location. The fourth and newest one was found when [redacted] the far side of the Moon. [redacted] buried inside the [redacted] impact crater. We have yet to discover the purpose of these "spear-like objects."
After [redacted] to prevent another type of incident. [redacted] have been able to gain access to the inside of the one here on Mars. [redacted] only after [redacted] and the entire team. [redacted] using the most advanced technology and research methods. Dr. [redacted] found [redacted] which is impossible and should not exist. However, we must now come to grips with the horror that this new revelation about humanity has [redacted] general public must never find out...
THE END?
Alternate ending 1
Year 5,981,407 - The Sarcophagus World Destroyer - As the ship Aniara descended towards the lush and green planet, the crew rejoiced. Or at least they would have if they hadn't all been dead. After thousands of millennia wandering through space, they had found a planet that was almost identical to Earth.
The planet's gravity was very strong, and the ship had become trapped in the planet's gravitational pull and started hurtling towards the surface.
The Aniara crashed into the planet with a deafening roar, causing massive destruction and sending out shockwaves that rippled across the surface.
As the dust settled, it became clear that the landing had been catastrophic. Plant and animal life had been completely obliterated, and the once green planet was now a barren wasteland. Soon not a single living thing was left to witness the horror and the devastation that had been caused.
Another beautiful, thriving, planet, a blue and green jewel, once teeming with life has been turned into a lifeless barren wasteland...
Alternate ending 2
Year 5,981,407 - The Second Chance Sarcophagus - As the ship Aniara descended towards the lush and green planet, the crew rejoiced. Or at least they would have if they hadn't all been dead. After thousands of millennia wandering through space, they had found a planet that was almost identical to Earth.
The planet's gravity was very strong, and the ship had become trapped in the planet's gravitational pull and started hurtling towards the surface.
One one-trillionth of a second after the Aniara crashed into the planet the mysterious spear-like probe on board finally awakened. A God-Like Power. In that one one-trillionth of a second the Aniara was scanned by the powerful probe and the events and lives of the crew had become known to it. At the same time, both the ship and the planet were saved by a force field of immense power. The ship was now resting safely on the surface of the lush, green planet. The probe had determined that the primitive life forms on board were worthy of a second chance at life and it was able to resurrect the entire crew and all the passengers from microscopic DNA that had been left. The Aniara was perfectly restored and even the Mima had been brought back. The crew and passengers awoke to find themselves in a veritable Garden of Eden, a paradise. Maybe this time things would go better and the mistakes from the past would not be repeated...
2023.06.10 05:51 Cool23241 Tire light on
I just got a 2013 dodge dart and the tire light is on, I check all the tires is there a way to reset the light?
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2023.06.10 04:45 HOCKHOCKHOCKHOCKHOCK Chat GPT Death Battle tournament. Round 2!
 | Current Bracket submitted by HOCKHOCKHOCKHOCKHOCK to deathbattle [link] [comments] This is the 2nd round of the Chat GPT tournament bracket. As a refresher of the rules For each match I give a brand new ChatGPT thread the following prompt "Script a fight between [Character A] and [Character B]. The fight should start with the characters using their weaker abilities and pulling out stronger attacks as the fight goes on. You must decide who wins the fight based on logic and the fight must end in the death of the loser." I will not reset a script unless Rule 1 or 2 are broken. (Sometimes ChatGPT will literally replace the winner with "your winner pick") All characters were selected by commenters on a previous post. DISCLAIMER: ChatGPT generated every fight on their own with the rules provided. I gave them no info on either character. Incorrect representation of personalities or abilities, as well as objectively false outcomes that may come from these fights are due to limitations by the AI itself. ROUND 2 FIGHT 1: Tartaglia (Genshin Impact) vs Kratos (God of War) INT. MYSTERIOUS ARENA - DAY Tartaglia, the sneering Harbinger of the Fatui from Genshin Impact, and Kratos, the vengeful Spartan God of War, stand on opposite ends of a grand arena. The air crackles with anticipation as they prepare to engage in an epic battle. TARTAGLIA (brandishing his Hydro Vision) Well, well, what have we here? Another foolhardy warrior seeking a taste of my power? Prepare to be outmatched, mortal. KRATOS (grasping the Blades of Chaos) Your arrogance will be your downfall, creature. I have faced gods and monsters alike. You shall not be an exception. They both charge forward, each unleashing their weaker abilities as the battle begins. Tartaglia conjures water blades, slashing through the air towards Kratos. He then calls forth his elemental skill, "Havoc: Obliteration," firing a powerful water arrow that explodes upon impact. Kratos, using his Spartan Rage, channels his fury, enhancing his strength and resistance. He charges through the water blades, enduring their impact, and retaliates with a relentless assault of swift and powerful strikes from his blades. The battle intensifies as Tartaglia, realizing the gravity of the situation, taps into his more potent Hydro abilities. He activates his elemental burst, "Havoc: Tidebreaker," summoning a colossal tidal wave that crashes towards Kratos. Kratos, unyielding, pushes against the torrent with all his might, barely holding his ground. His rage-fueled power amplifies as he summons the Leviathan Axe, imbued with ice elemental abilities, and hurls it towards Tartaglia. The clash of Kratos' Leviathan Axe and Tartaglia's tidal wave causes a monumental explosion, temporarily obscuring the arena. Emerging from the smoke, both combatants reveal their resolve to claim victory. TARTAGLIA (mocking) Is that the best you can do, Spartan? Your strength is nothing compared to the power of the Archon. KRATOS (gritted teeth) You underestimate me at your own peril, harpy. I am the Ghost of Sparta, and I will not be defeated. As the fight enters its final phase, both fighters unleash their ultimate abilities, combining the full extent of their powers. Tartaglia harnesses the true potential of his Hydro Vision, transforming into his mighty Primal form, the "Lord of the Vishaps." He summons water dragons that ravage the battlefield, assaulting Kratos relentlessly. Kratos, driven to the edge, taps into his godly might, assuming his Spartan God form. His body becomes engulfed in divine flames as he unleashes the full force of his Spartan Rage and Spartan Fury, delivering earth-shattering blows. Their clash reaches its climax, shaking the arena to its core. The combatants give their all, but in the end, a winner emerges. Tartaglia, battered and exhausted, falls to his knees, unable to withstand the relentless onslaught of Kratos' divine fury. With a final strike from the Blades of Chaos, Kratos pierces Tartaglia's heart, ending the battle. Kratos stands over the fallen Tartaglia, his victory confirmed. The arena falls into silence as the crowd witnesses the overwhelming might of the Ghost of Sparta. FADE OUT. WINNER: Kratos (God of War) ROUND 2 FIGHT 2: Son Goku (Dragon Ball) vs Chuck Norris (memes) INT. BATTLE ARENA - DAY The arena is filled with anticipation as Goku and Chuck Norris step into the ring. The crowd roars with excitement, eager to witness this epic clash between two iconic figures. Goku, a Saiyan warrior with incredible power, stands tall with his signature orange gi, a confident smile on his face. Chuck Norris, the legendary martial artist and internet meme, exudes an aura of unstoppable strength. Goku (smirking): So, Chuck Norris, you think you can handle a Saiyan? Chuck Norris (grinning): Goku, you're in for a surprise. Let's see what you've got. They both take their starting positions, ready for combat. Goku charges at Chuck Norris, launching a flurry of rapid punches and kicks. Chuck Norris effortlessly dodges and counters with lightning-fast strikes, displaying his incredible martial arts skills. Goku (impressed): Not bad, Chuck! But let's see how you handle this! Goku charges up a small Kamehameha wave and fires it at Chuck Norris, who calmly blocks it with his bare hands, showcasing his immense durability. Goku senses the need to step up his game. He transforms into Super Saiyan form, his golden hair and aura intensifying. Goku (grinning): Now, Chuck, things are about to get serious! Chuck Norris smirks and taps into his legendary meme powers, enhancing his already impressive strength and speed. They engage in a fierce exchange of blows, each landing powerful strikes on the other. Goku launches an enormous Spirit Bomb, gathering energy from the surroundings, while Chuck Norris summons the powers of the internet memes, creating a devastating Roundhouse Kick of Destruction. The Spirit Bomb and the Roundhouse Kick collide in an explosion that shakes the entire arena. Both fighters stand, panting heavily, their bodies bruised and battered. But there can only be one victor. Goku, realizing the seriousness of the situation, channels all his remaining energy into one last attack. He unleashes the Ultra Instinct, a state of being where his reflexes and power reach their peak. Goku (whispering): This is my final move, Chuck! Goku charges towards Chuck Norris at an incredible speed, delivering a barrage of punches and kicks with unparalleled precision. Chuck Norris, though overwhelmed, refuses to back down. He counters Goku's attacks with unmatched skill, trading blows with the Saiyan warrior. In a climactic moment, Goku delivers a devastating punch that connects with Chuck Norris's chest, shattering his legendary invincibility. Chuck Norris, stunned, realizes the battle is over. He falls to his knees, gasping for breath, his body unable to withstand Goku's final attack. Goku (looking somber): It's over, Chuck. You fought valiantly, but I had to protect my world. Chuck Norris, with a faint smile, nods in acknowledgment. Chuck Norris: You're the stronger one, Goku. Farewell. Chuck Norris collapses to the ground, lifeless, ending the battle between two legends. The crowd falls silent, paying respect to both fighters. Goku takes a moment to mourn the fallen warrior before exiting the arena, victorious but somber. FADE OUT. WINNER: Son Goku (Dragon Ball) ROUND 2 FIGHT 3: Seiya (Saint Seiya) vs Erika Furudo (Umineko) INT. COSMIC ARENA - DAY The cosmic arena is shrouded in an ethereal glow, crackling with energy. Seiya, the Bronze Saint of Pegasus, stands tall with his Cosmo ablaze, while Erika Furudo, the Golden Witch of Truth, exudes an aura of mystery and power. SEIYA I won't let evil prevail! Pegasus Meteor Fist! Seiya unleashes a barrage of meteor-like punches, hurtling towards Erika. ERIKA (chanting) Red Truth, deny falsehood! Erika raises her hand, invoking the power of the Red Truth, forming a barrier that deflects the meteor strikes. She then retaliates. ERIKA Blue Truth, reveal the weak points! Erika's words pierce the air, targeting Seiya's vulnerabilities. Seiya stumbles, his movements momentarily hindered. SEIYA Not giving up! Pegasus Rolling Crush! Seiya spins, unleashing a flurry of kicks, aiming to break through Erika's defenses. ERIKA (whispering) Golden Truth, manifest your wrath! Erika's whispers resonate with ancient magic, summoning golden chains that ensnare Seiya, restraining his movements. SEIYA Grr... Pegasus Divine Ascension! Seiya gathers his Cosmo, propelling himself upward, breaking free from the golden chains. He then dives down with immense speed, aiming for Erika. ERIKA (voice filled with certainty) Golden Truth, sever all bonds! Erika's command causes the chains to transform into countless blades, intercepting Seiya's descent, creating a barrier of blades. SEIYA Unyielding! Pegasus Comet Fist! Seiya channels his Cosmo into his fists, smashing through the barrier of blades, closing in on Erika. ERIKA (whispering, eyes shining) Golden Truth, shatter illusions! Erika's whisper intensifies, releasing a wave of energy that distorts reality. Seiya's vision becomes hazy, making it difficult to locate Erika. SEIYA I can't lose now! Pegasus Nova! Seiya unleashes a powerful energy blast, surging through the haze, aimed at Erika's position. ERIKA (rising above the haze, determined) Golden Truth, pierce through the darkness! Erika's voice cuts through the haze, and a beam of golden light materializes, deflecting Seiya's attack. She counters with her ultimate move. ERIKA Golden Truth, Witch's Judgment! Erika's eyes glow with an intense golden light. Seiya is engulfed in a torrent of energy, his Cosmos crushed under the immense power of the Witch's Judgment. SEIYA (struggling) I won't... give up! Seiya's voice weakens, and his body collapses, defeated. His Cosmos fades away, leaving only silence. FADE OUT. Winner: Erika Furudo (Umineko) ROUND 2 FIGHT 4: Alucard (Hellsing) vs Reverse Flash (DC comics) INT. ABANDONED WAREHOUSE - NIGHT The dimly lit warehouse stands silent, shrouded in an eerie atmosphere. Suddenly, a gust of wind blows through the room, followed by a crackle of lightning. Reverse Flash, a speedster dressed in yellow and black, materializes. Across from him, Alucard, a dark and enigmatic vampire, appears with his crimson eyes gleaming. REVERSE FLASH (mocking) Well, well, what do we have here? A bloodsucking vampire? This should be fun! ALUCARD (smiling wickedly) Indeed. You've caught my attention, speedster. Let's see if your speed can match my darkness. The battle commences as the adversaries circle each other, testing their abilities. Alucard extends his arm, releasing shadows that transform into demonic hounds charging at Reverse Flash. But with his incredible speed, Reverse Flash easily evades their attacks, darting around the room. REVERSE FLASH (chuckling) You'll have to do better than that, Dracula! Alucard smirks and his form begins to change. His shadowy essence swirls around him, transforming him into a monstrous, winged creature. He lunges at Reverse Flash, clawing through the air with incredible strength and speed. However, Reverse Flash vibrates his molecules, allowing the creature's attack to pass harmlessly through him. REVERSE FLASH (grinning) Impressive, vampire, but your tricks won't work on me! Now it's Reverse Flash's turn. He taps into the Speed Force, his body vibrating with an intense energy. He moves so fast that he becomes a blur, delivering lightning-fast punches and kicks to Alucard. The vampire's supernatural durability allows him to withstand the onslaught, but the impact weakens him. ALUCARD (blood dripping from his mouth) You may be fast, but you lack the darkness that fuels me! Alucard's eyes glow with renewed intensity. He releases the restriction seals on his power, unleashing his true form. Shadows envelop the entire warehouse as Alucard's presence becomes even more ominous. He disappears from sight, leaving Reverse Flash momentarily disoriented. REVERSE FLASH (concerned) Where did you go? Alucard's voice echoes through the room, chilling Reverse Flash to the bone. ALUCARD (whispering) I am everywhere and nowhere, speedster. Your speed won't save you from my darkness. Reverse Flash frantically looks around, but Alucard's words prove true. Shadows converge on Reverse Flash from all directions, binding him in an inescapable grip. Alucard materializes before him, his eyes glowing with an unholy light. ALUCARD (grinning) It's time to embrace eternal darkness. Alucard's monstrous form lunges at Reverse Flash, sinking his fangs deep into his neck. The vampire drains his opponent's life force, feeding on his super-speed and preventing any chance of escape. REVERSE FLASH (struggling weakly) No... this can't be... As Reverse Flash's life force fades away, Alucard retracts his fangs, letting the lifeless body of his defeated opponent fall to the ground. The room returns to its eerie silence as Alucard stands victorious. FADE OUT. WINNER: Alucard (Hellsing) Well there it is. Round 2. Chat GPT shows some clear issues here even moreso than last round but hey, that's part of the fun. Sorry if your favorite character was Reverse Flash lmao. Robbed. Final 4 bracket. |