• Take part in the MACO Research Study & Be Compensated for your time.
• For completing the study you will be compensated $40.
• Everything is done remotely, You don't even need to leave your home
• MACO Stands for (Microbiome, Anxiety, & Cognitive Orientation Study)

Can the human gut influence someone’s mental health? What about their worldview or behavior? Mounting evidence shows that the gut microbiota plays a vital role in communication within the gut-brain axis.
Endominance is launching this meaningful study to understand better the effects of human gut microbiome metabolites on anxiety behavior and the role cognitive orientation has in connection to anxiety.
It's easy to participate in the MACO Research Study! You NEVER have to leave your home & your information will be kept confidential & anonymous. You can help researchers understand how gut bacteria may affect the brain and how it might be associated with anxious human behavior and cognitive traits.
Eligibility / Requirements: - Live in ANY of the 48 continental United States - 18 years of age or older - Able to read and understand English - US Resident with a valid Home or PO Box Address - Have your own valid Email Address & Phone number - Only One consent can be completed per person
Participants who provide fictitious name(s), address(es), phone number(s) or email address(es) will be automatically disqualified. All submissions are checked by our computer software & manually to ensure we receive accurate data.
Multiple People from the same household are more than welcome to join the MACO Research Study as long as they meet the Eligibility/Requirements posted above! To learn more about the Study & Sign up, Please visit https://www.endominance.com/maco-l8
The purpose of this research is to better understand how gut bacteria may affect the brain and how they may be associated with anxious human behavior and cognitive traits.
Help Contribute to our research and receive monetary compensation! https://www.endominance.com/maco-l8
Please feel free to copy the above link & pass on the website to your Friends, Co-Workers, & Family. Without people like you scientific research could not be accomplished!
After completing the study you will be sent a $40 check or choose a virtual Gift Card PLEASE NOTE: Duplicate surveys/Trying to do the study more then once will get you automatically flagged and you will not receive anything. All submissions are checked by our computer software & manually to ensure we receive accurate data. Multiple people from the same household are more then welcome to sign up they just need there own Email Address & Phone Number.
If you have any questions feel free to send me a message or post below! Thanks for reading & have a Wonderful Day!

A while ago I got the sundered fate box from a family member and I was wondering if I could use it in 40k

I found the files in 'Recents' (My Files). I don't know what they are, where they come from, or what they do. I'm scared for my phone's safety, because I think it could possibly be malware. (idk)
When I try to open the files, a prompt to search the Play Store appears, which just pastes the filename into the Play Store search box.
File details are all weird; all have unreadable names (seeminglycomplete gibberish) , all have dates thet haven't passed yet (e.g 16 December 2065), and some take up significant space (up to 2 GB).
I discovered about them 10 hours before this post. I already posted in this sub, but didn't get any info.

So we know that both Jack and Cotchin will finish up this year, but the interesting one to me is Hardwick.
he's been very open in the last couple years that when our current run of contending comes to an end, that he will want to move on and pass the baton to the next coach. through the pre-season and first 3 games its pretty clear that time has come, and we will struggle to make the 8. He's our longest serving and most successful coach, and has absolutely nothing else to prove. So do we think he will make the call, or hang on a bit longer?
Personally I hope he calls it. I don't want to see his legacy tainted by finishing up with 3-4 years in the bottom 4. And with the last of the leadership core from the glory days having retired, I think its the right time for a new voice and direction.

Located in San Francisco 94132.
Buyer pays shipping or local meetup. All prices are based on the lowest I found on BGG. Please let me know if you think they're unreasonable.
Have:
$20 4-Adventure Island: excellent condition; reset
$30 3-Agricola: excellent condition components, box whitening
$50 4-Agricola All Creatures Big and Small and All Buildings Big and Small: excellent condition
$10 4-Delve: excellent condition
$5 5-Excalibohn: new in shrink
$20 4-Floriforous: excellent condition
$10 4-Hexpionage: excellent condition
$20 4-Hostage Negotiator: excellent condition
$30 4-Journey Wrath of Demons: excellent condition
$30 4-Legendary Buffy the Vampire Slayer: excellent condition
$50 5-One Hundred Torii expansion Diverging Path, Matcha, Sake, Hanafuda cards: no base game but all in shrink
$10 4-Palm Island: excellent condition
$15 4-Plunderbund: excellent condition
$10 4-Raxxon: excellent condition
$50 3-Super Dungeon Explore The Forgotten King: excellent condition components, dings to two corners
$10 4-Terminator Dark Fate the Card Game: excellent condition
Want: https://boardgamegeek.com/collection/usedkl415?want=1&subtype=boardgame&ff=1

Sorry for the little bit of a rant... but I have to rant somewhere! 😅
Recently started a new job that requires repetitive twisting/lifting motions, awkward posture with no way around it. Mandatory overtime every week with no days off unless you book it well in advance, 1 day in advance scheduling, and much much more....
I started this job after leaving my previous job of over 5 years due to the company unfortunately shutting down. I was in the furniture/household moving business with a small town family owned/operated company.
I now work at a production line facility that packages fruit, mainly apples. I've been working here the past week and I already have an injured back....
Im no slouch when it comes to hard work, and im very physically in shape. I know how to lift things properly as my previous job that's all I did was lift heavy stuff the right way and I never got hurt. This job there is no way around it because of the way the whole operation is setup.
This new job has you twisting and lifting at the same time for a good portion of the day due to how the lines are ran. It requires you to lift from the side and bend down to put the product in a box, you have to do it fast and feel rushed. My first day I immediately started to feel back pain and I knew it was because of how everything Is ran and you don't have a choice other than to twist/lift/bend in one motion repeatedly. Which puts a ton of strain on your back even if you are trying your hardest not to use it!
Not only that, some of the other jobs I do require you to have a terrible posture which makes the back pain even worse! You're allowed to sit on a stool in these jobs but they have you bending down while your sitting to sort apples so the stool does nothing! Standing for this job is even worse so you have no choice but to have a bad posture, it makes my back hurt so much.
Keep in mind this place goes through people more than any place I've ever seen in my life, apparently most people last a day max lol... It has horrible previous employee reviews. Its super dangerous and people are always getting hurt, tons of close calls.They have MANDATORY overtime, make you work and work and work with NO days off because they cant keep enough staff to run everyday. 1 day advanced schedule.... this place is a complete joke 😆 I could go on and on and on believe me lol...
Question is, has anyone else been in a similar situation before? This place is a complete circus and is terrible for the body/mind I couldn't imagine doing this long term, it would destroy me. I'm definitely not staying here and am currently job hunting again. The only reason I took this job is because they offered me a job super quick so I said why not (Terrible idea). I Already have a few leads on a new job so that makes me happy that I won't be at this place much longer!
Physical and Mental health are the most important things to take care of in life to keep you living on this earth.....
No job is worth destroying yourself over. Absolutely no job at all, period.
Let me know if you've ever had a job like this before. Tell me your experience!

Should have done this sooner. I had a 2014 cable box from them & data to my own Netgear cable modem. Both stopped working weeks ago. After Hurricane Ian they were out for about a month to my street, longer for others, So I decided to try T-Mobile Home Internet, which ran steady 3 of 5 bars. Not quite as fast, but enough for me, including streaming movies & shows.
I'd saved the original carton for the cable box, remote, power brick & coax, packed it neatly, hied off to local office. Found the main entrance blocked by a table with rep willing to take it back. ❓❓ When I asked if I could get credit for this recent outage, was told, I can't do that here, you'd have to come back & speak with the people inside. "Well, I'm here now", I said. Let me in a side door with my box to do that. Gave me no argument about the return, looked up my account, showed I'd been out all of March, so gave me full credit, supposed to take 60 days.
I get most of my TV from an attic antenna, but was somewhat enamored of the HBO freebie they threw in originally. By the time I got home, my Xfinity ID for it was already killed, so enrolled for HBO Max on my own, $9.99/month to watch Bill Maher. I'm now 💲60/month ahead❣❗

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• Take part in the MACO Research Study & Be Compensated for your time.
• For completing the study you will be compensated $40.
• Everything is done remotely, You don't even need to leave your home
• MACO Stands for (Microbiome, Anxiety, & Cognitive Orientation Study)

​
Can the human gut influence someone’s mental health? What about their worldview or behavior? Mounting evidence shows that the gut microbiota plays a vital role in communication within the gut-brain axis.
​
Endominance is launching this meaningful study to understand better the effects of human gut microbiome metabolites on anxiety behavior and the role cognitive orientation has in connection to anxiety.
​
It's easy to participate in the MACO Research Study!
You NEVER have to leave your home & your information will be kept confidential & anonymous. You can help researchers understand how gut bacteria may affect the brain and how it might be associated with anxious human behavior and cognitive traits.
​

Eligibility / Requirements:

- Live in ANY of the 48 continental United States
- 18 years of age or older
- Able to read and understand English
- US Resident with a valid Home or PO Box Address
- Have your own valid Email Address & Phone number
- Only One consent can be completed per person
​
Participants who provide fictitious name(s), address(es), phone number(s) or email address(es) will be automatically disqualified. All submissions are checked by our computer software & manually to ensure we receive accurate data.
​
Multiple People from the same household are more than welcome to join the MACO Research Study as long as they meet the Eligibility/Requirements posted above!

To learn more about the Study & Sign up,

Please visit https://www.endominance.com/maco-l8

​
The purpose of this research is to better understand how gut bacteria may affect the brain and how they may be associated with anxious human behavior and cognitive traits.
​

Help Contribute to our research and receive monetary compensation!

https://www.endominance.com/maco-l8

​
Please feel free to copy the above link & pass on the website to your Friends, Co-Workers, & Family. Without people like you scientific research could not be accomplished!
​
After completing the study you will be sent a $40 check or choose a virtual Gift Card
PLEASE NOTE: Duplicate surveys/Trying to do the study more then once will get you automatically flagged and you will not receive anything. All submissions are checked by our computer software & manually to ensure we receive accurate data.
Multiple people from the same household are more then welcome to sign up they just need there own Email Address & Phone Number.
​
If you have any questions feel free to send me a message or post below!
Thanks for reading & have a Wonderful Day!

I hate graduating college. I (27M) am graduating from college in May with my bachelor's in Sound Design and Music Technology. But ever since I have gotten close to the end, my life has turned into an absolute hell. I have lost an immense amount of people and I have lost a very supportive person, but it was a toxic situation with her so everyone says it's a good thing. But those same people leave me in a lonesome state while they do not even bother to make sure I'm alive. I could be dead and the funeral would have people who haven't seen me in a decade. I would rather die after my graduation than keep on living all the time. I'm just so tired that this little piece of paper has caused more hell and destruction in my life more than anything else. And above all else, I just feel like my accomplishments aren't worth jack shit. So yeah

Hi guys bought these earlier for a new build. Never got around to doing it and been laying here in the box for the past couple of months lol...
Looking for 145 shipped for Samsung and 160 for Sabrent. Prefer selling both as a bundle and will do $300 Shipped for both of them, Thanks!
SSDS: https://imgur.com/a/xfRL4uE
For the keyboards i bought these with intent to use them, however my hands are big and i dont like how small the keyboards are. Tried both keyboards for a total of 5 minutes before putting them back in the box i got them in. When i purchased them the leopolds were in used, but great working condition. Tadas were barely used and in like new condition. Looking for $80 Shipped for the both of these (comes with extra keycaps too)
Keyboards: https://imgur.com/a/2Wplqfv
For anybody looking to take both the keyboards and the SSDS ill do $370 Shipped.
Thanks!

Bob Uecker may be in the WWE Hall of Fame, but The Athletic recently ran a story about John Madden's wrestling fandom after Bruce Prichard told the story of how there was mutual interest between Madden and WWE in having Madden work WrestleMania, but it never panned out, in part due to Madden insisting on taking the Madden Cruiser to the event as opposed to flying. You can read more through Awful Announcing here.
That got me thinking - what other sportscasters would fit in calling wrestling? Assume each announcer is in their prime, their announcing styles and personalities are the same, but they have equal knowledge of wrestling to the sports they normally cover.
I'm biased as a Bostonian, but Jack Edwards (again, peak 2009-2013 Boston Bruins Jack, not the shell of his former self he is now) works as an over the top heel or face announcer. His work during the 2002 World Cup, including his immortal "Mine Eyes Have Seen the Glory!" call, would come in handy during your average USA babyface vs. evil foreigner angle.
Don Orsillo and Jerry Remy (RIP) would be a perfect combination of insight and corpsing ("Here comes the pizza!"), and Tommy Heinsohn (again, RIP) being the obnoxious foil to Mike Gorman's straight man is practically Gorilla and Brain verbatim.
Other announcers I think would work well in wrestling:

• Gus Johnson (especially with Bill Raftery)
• Kevin Harlan
• Gary Cohen, Keith Hernandez and Ron Darling

Hard to explain but I'll try to explain it as clear as possible.
One of the biggest problems I have with playing VALORANT at the moment is that I happen to have NO voice and text chat boxes that appear next to players in game and I have troubles connecting to chat box which makes it harder to communicate with my team.
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There have been times where I'm lucky to be connected to voice chat with my team.
I also see sometimes that enemy text chat boxes completely dissapear.
I did almost manage to fix it by uninstalling my realtek ethernet drivers and resetting all my network settings, it fixed the issue for maybe a few games and then it started doing what I've attached below.
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I've uploaded a screenshot on Imgur:
https://imgur.com/dDfGz6G
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If anyone is able to help me solve this issue that would be amazing!

Okay, so I’m at the place between ‘fuming angry’ and ‘feeling guilty’ ….
This guy and I have been talking consistently for week and it’s been going really well despite the white lies I’d caught him telling (and confronted him about early on). When we met, he wasn’t as forthcoming about the fact that he didn’t have a stable home (lives in a hotel which I ended up finding out by the background via video chat) nor does he have a car (which he casually tossed in after I said I wasn’t used to dating guys that didn’t have ‘basics’). I typically shy away from situations like this buuuuut for the sake of not wanting to judge and knowing how hard life can be, I continued chatting with him.
After he was more comfortable during the conversation he again ‘casually tossed’ in that he had received a certificate for recovery from alcoholism in December. I was weary, but saw that as a step in the right direction and stared rooting for him! We both lost our mom the same way, so I applauded him for doing that. I’d never met anyone who’d gone through the steps of recovery, so it was nice to hear that he’d made it to the end. The more we chatted, the more we liked each other and he invited me on a date. Granted, he does not have car but he has a really good job in construction, so he offered to ‘fill up my tank’ for coming to him, taking us to the place of the date—it was about 30 minutes to and 30 minutes back for me to get to him and an additional 5 minutes to the theater. As I’m reading this, I’m getting a little embarrassed, but …… I know that my actions came from genuine place.
Anyway, I pick him up from the hotel and we head to a date. We were instantly attracted to each other and the energy was the same as it had been via video chat …….. he paid for the date and it was off to a really good start until it was time to order food at the theater. He ordered 1/2 a glass of wine to go with his food. Of course I gave him a bit of a side eye, but he seemed to have taken it well and the vibe was still the same. Before the date I mentioned his sobriety and said he didn’t need a drink to enjoy himself. I believed him. Before the movie started he went to the restroom and came back with 3 BOTTLES of wine, which he poured me two glasses of and downed the rest. I mentioned his recovery and that I didn’t think it was a good idea that he drink and he proceeds by saying that he is enjoying himself and that he only drinks on the weekend ……..
As the movie goes on, he’s talking (loudly) in the theater, barely aware of anything going on and I become annoyed because this wasn’t what I expected at all. But I was even more mad at myself for getting into this kind of situation without being prepared.
The movie ends and he’s walking weird, his words are slurred and he starts throwing the food he bought onto the ground because he wanted to ‘feed the homeless’. I wasn’t mad, just disappointed and concerned. When he gets in the car he says he’ll pay me an extra ten dollars to take him to the store to get alcohol because he wants to continue to enjoy himself. I decline and take him back to his room. He becomes slightly agitated and asks me to take him to a gas station to get something to drink. In my mind, I was going to go in with him and make sure he grabbed a water or something to sober up because I didn’t want to leave him like that. He’s giving me directions for the gas station and I oblige, only to find that he had us in the middle of nowhere. It’s funny now that I think about it …. I was taking directions from someone who was intoxicated. He argued with me that we were going in the right direction, but it was cllllleeeeaaaarly an interstate we were headed for. He told me to let him out and he’d walk and this is where I’d just had enough, made a u-turn and took him back to his hotel room. He was annoyed that I didn’t take him to the store, but I was more concerned with him getting to a safe place and maybe sleeping it off. We get there and he’s still trying to ask me to take him to the store and I decline. Aside from all that I really did enjoy the sober time with him and told him so, because he seemed worried that he would never hear from me again. And though this was my thought exactly, I still wanted him to know that it was fun. He’d mentioned earlier in the week that he needed a lunch box because a lot of his money went to food and bus fare, so before he got out of the car I gave him the lunch box I packed with some goodies inside to help him at least a little, but I couldn’t bring myself to give him the card that read that I was proud of him.
Fast forward to now …. He’s requesting back the money he sent me for gas on cashapp?
Help?

I wasn't quite sure of what primarily to do today. Nothing's ever planned. And it ain't by any purpose behind it. I'm just somewhat of a sloth. So many chests, or unsorted chests rather. I squander time every once I need something. Opening tens of chests in search of a bucket is a distinguished venture. I could sort them, and that would probably be worth a lot of saved time and mess. For some very divine reason, I choose not to. And that reason in itself is a void. Being lazy actually accounts to me doing the quite opposite of lazy. I could sort the chests once, and be liberated of my searches. But instead I have to search numerous and numerous wooden boxes, with many a times also ending the hunt futile. Where's my silk touch pickaxe? I think it should be in the chest neighbor to the enchanting table. Yes, I find it a most accountable sense. It isn't here. Then perhaps in my ender chest? It isn't here either. Wait, you require silk touch to break and obtain ender chests. Then why would it be in there? Wouldn't it be quite like locking the key in the car itself? And the search continues. Minecraft does if often to remind me of my lazy endeavors. I would carry the full bag each day to school. It would be really heavy. Some of my peers found it fantastical that my timid frail body could bear that much of a load, everyday. No, I can't set my bag every day according to the time table. And I also am not a great enjoyer of punishments. I'll carry everything, even if that remarks my responsible shoulders a martyrdom. I have scoliosis now. The exact reason of its cause is unknown. But holy blocks! Alright, this is my world, my new empire. Just wandering around my territory is such a solace. At least there's something important to me. There's my dog, my axolotl, and my many tenants. My villagers are incredible. Anything even feebly radiant seems heavenly to the ignorant. I should have studied Economics in school. They keep robbing me of my fortunes, and I keep stayed ignorant of my ignorance. Anyways, I'm rich. Such insignificant barters don't concern me. I beseech iron. There are five of the villagers, and do summon iron golems when gossiping. That isn't enough. I need to terrify them. As is greatly said, fear is the greatest motivator. I remember how all of my behind attempts have yielded. I've lost four nametags, all for this one motive. Every zombie I trap somehow has severe depression. They just fancy the sun and its wrath. I'm trying to bring them to the right spot, and they by some not known of power find a way to the open. And they burn to death. At least return my name tag. But wait, I'm rich. Quite so rich that even dirt occurs expensive to me. That librarian sells me name tags for twenty emeralds. No wonder those illagers keep raiding. They know these villagers well, and that of their nihilist earnings. I have this one name tag. I must not fail. One zombie and a dream. I affirm the spot I need the zombie to be. But the problem's no different. If I go in, I need to come out. And in doing that, I need to break some blocks. Not surprisingly enough, the zombie mistakes my departure for his escape. No, I am not as fast to place the blocks back before he manages to outdo my ingenious designs. This instance, however, intelligence struck me. It happens seldom. Zombies can't climb ladders, contrarily, I can. I'll lead him to a hole, and ladder out of it. That is something big brain. I wonder why humans at school didn't recognize my talents. I wonder why. It's night time; I lure a zombie there, and it works. I had never been of grace to such success before. I give him his rightful name, also that was given to his flammable predecessors; Perfidious. Do not betray me, Perfidious. Be wary to stay remote of your name. Morning time, and yes, how can I be of grace to such success? Humans at school were right, I cannot. No, the zombie is fine, he's doing quite splendidly. It's them perfidious villagers. They aren't panicking, the zombie has not an effect on them. I've spolit them defending them for so long. I think they've bid fear adieu. Alright, okay, okay. Why did I think humans in Minecraft would be any different from humans at school? And, I'm wandering again. I not yet have the nerve to fight the wither again. He's there reigning in the west where I had summoned him. My heart trembles only with some steps in that direction. I remember my defeat and my many deaths at his skulls. I need potions. Potions! It's a painful tale. Valiance laughs at my fight, and martyrdom mocks my demise. It were the dark times. I had returned from the nether, this once, alive. I was happy. I had obtained all the nether wart, every single one of them. That one lone nether fortress I had found upon my timid luck was finally fully looted. There's a lava farm I built. It serves as great fuel. I didn't have much dripstone, so there's only eight cauldrons collecting lava. Now, once a cauldron is full, it needs to be emptied to accommodate for more lava. So I had made a pit to store all of it. I would take the lava from the cauldron, and pour it there. Yes, I fell into this same lava pit, with all of the nether wart. I am beyond help. I should have put something of the kind of fences or blocks at least. But no, this is destiny, and mine is quite doomed. Lay emphasis on the lone nether fortress, and all the nether wart. So basically, I am left quite deprived of nether wart. Which means I can't brew potions. It's been an onerous decision to completely ignore the potion part of the game. I need them. And today's the day. I require finding a new nether fortress. The nether is hostile in its every caress. Golden helmet, diamond armor and tools. And all of it enchanted. Tons of food, and right with me, two totems of undying. There's no stopping the triumph of my endeavor. Omens? No, fearful glimpses should be fearing me instead. That dream, of me watching my empire burn helpless. I decide to overlook it. No foreshadowing intended. The hoglins, they run from warped fungi, and I have them in plenty. It needs to planted, however. They have poor eyesight perhaps. They can't quite see it in my hand, and so I need to plant it to ward them off. No trouble thus far. The fungi are working optimally. I've taken a different, a new way, for I need to find a new nether fortress. I have all these blocks abundant, and I keep placing them on my trail. I won't get lost such way. A fortress! A fortress! It's the same one. Different ways lead to the same destiny, and mine is doomed. I don't know how I'm here when I was walking a different path. I don't know. Anyways, I'm taking the free bone blocks. I've been taking all the glowy blocks on my way too. The glowy blocks in the trees. I forgot what they're called. Hostilities surround me, there's a ghast. I wield an infinity bow. No ghast escapes my sight undead. I'm mighty. I kill the ghast, and also any skeletons that had dare aim me an arrow. The hunt continues. I bridge my way over depressions and lava. There's a piglin here. He's companion to me, I wear a golden helmet, he won't hurt me. Then what's the damage? Something's attacking me! It's a hoglin, no, a whole herd of hoglins. Where's my warped fungus? It's here in my hand. I just need of its placing, and they'll leave me serenity. I can't place it. I keep clicking, but I can't place it; my mouse is crying. Apparently, you can't place it on bare netherrack. All flooring around me is bare netherrack. I've lost enough hearts in getting to this discovery. No, I am not using a shield. There's a totem of undying in my off hand. You can only have one. So, as all available options tribute me their unavailability. I have only one option, run. I'm running, and, the totem's gone, I died once. They're chasing, and I'm running. No, I'm not as fast to wield a shield or the other totem in my off hand whilst running. I lack the cool to think. I'm running. And verily safe, I reach a forest, and plant the fungus. I survived, barely. I equip my valiant person the second and also the last totem. I travel across the lands, searching far and wide. Bridging over great lava lakes, navigating dense forests, the wastelands, in my most noble hunt. The nether looks so beautiful. Just having my gaze rest amidst its vastness and color; I see a writer scribbling an inkless pen. There's only death awaiting me in that beauty, no one wishes staying long here, no one wishes to read the writer's fury. It had been very of a time my venture. I had been going for so long, without hint of the fortress. I had been collecting the bone blocks, and the glowy blocks. They are the only yields of my hardships yet. I shouldn't be reckless. There's so plenty to fear. But I'm parkouring. And I fall. Not to worry, I was parkouring on top of the trees, the fall wasn't fatal. And that's the only good part. I fell on an enderman. He's angry. I think I made eye contact, perhaps even hit him once. It was accidental, totally. He doesn't listen. My genius goes into hiding. Usually, I would fight endermen with a shield. But no shield this time around, only totem. Even with all the enchanted armor and axe, I fail to kill him before he kills me once. The totem's gone. I get afraid, and my hands start trembling; happens all the time. I can barely grip the mouse. My anxiety needs a pill overdose. I do manage to kill him, but I'm quite devasted, emotionally. I would so wish I had brought obsidian with me. I just wanted to portal out. The nether fortress can find another finder. But I don't have the obsidian. Going back is a long way. I decide to keep going. What's that? A fortress? The sight is enthralling; did I finally win? I near the structure running exhilarated. Those don't look like nether bricks. No, they aren't nether bricks. And that is no fortress. It's a bastion. I know of the piglin brutes. It is said no amounts of gold can buy their fidelity. They are most hostile. They will attack you nevertheless. And I am ready to attack them first. I'm going to plunder this bastion. Any being who opposes will face death. The plunder may result a genocide, I don't much care. I am reckless, careless, but for this one instance, I decide to safeguard my obtained treasures. They're just bone blocks and glowy blocks, but they're of my procuring. I keep them in my ender chest, and begin with the invasion. There's a piglin brute, and there a piglins too. I can use my shield now, I ran out of totems. The brutes have axes, and yes, my shield can be disabled now. O notch, there's too many of them. A jester come to rescue! Mercy! Mercy! I'm running, fast and worried with only so little health left. It is MLG time. I decide to jump over to an other side separated by a rift. It is parkour again. This time, it is far worse. I have nothing to MLG with. There's a boat, but I'm not fast enough to use my inventory. There's nothing in my hotbar of help. No totems, nothing. I knew I was dead before I died. A realization, a most oblivious embracing of death. I knew I was going to die. I did not have the time to think about the death. I could only know. My feather falling boots can't be saviours either. The jump is too great. I hit the ground too hard. The only findings of my agony, bone blocks and glowy blocks. I will blow that bastion to smithereens.