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So, I bought an Xbox 360 slim 4g edition yesterday and 5 games(Dragons Dogma:Dark Arisen, Borderlands GOTY, Fallout 3 GOTY, and Rage: Anarchy Edition). So I assume everything is good, get it home, set it up.....and can't set it up as there was no Internal memory whatsoever, so I couldnt download or create an Xbox profile, therefore I couldn't play any games. Obviously not happy with this I called my retro game store and they did the right thing, I'll give them that,but I still had problems afterwards lol. So they give me a 120 gb Xbox 360 slim model to replace it, a free game (Oblivion Goty), and $20 in store credit (which I used to buy Dark Souls 2:Scholar of the first Sin,Dead Island Goty, and Tiger woods Golf 2010). So far so great, I'm happy as hell cause I basically just got a 120 gb hard drive for free and 4 games for free on top. So I get home, hook it up and create a profile(which works), then the wifi adapter they gave me shit the bed, so I can't access the Internet atm. But idc, I'll buy a wireless adapter next week, I can still play most games without it. I'm just happy I finally got an Xbox that works and I can blissfully zone out on some Borderlands for a few hours (though admittedly I do own Borderlands 2,3, and pre-sequel on PC, I was missing the first one).

A PcBuild user gave me quite a bit of help the other day, and after a long discussion they gave me some recommendations. Linked here is their recommended build: https://pcpartpicker.com/list/gzcNfv from this and their recommendations I have gone through and tried to build something similar with what is available at my local Microcenter (I will also have them build it as I am still terrified of DIY) Notes: -The Motherboard, CPU, and RAM are gonna be a bundle for $549.00 -I lowered the SSD to only 1 TB to save some $ while keeping the 4 TB Disc for bulk storage for my digitized music library -Also lowered the power supply to 750W since I think it only pulls about 580W, though I always hated Circuitry and Electrics classes so I may be wrong as hell. Goals: - If I can trim costs I would greatly appreciate it, I want something solid for the next few years able t play current major releases without issues. My Build Link: https://pcpartpicker.com/useRhys-Caliban/saved/#view=8n2ZQ7 I would like

Hi I just moved to Dallas from CA back in February. I am looking to see if Dallas has a 7th street market equivalent. In CA 7th st. Market is basically an open lot where a bunch of different farmers and produce companies sell fruits and vegetables. Majority of them sell in bulk where as you can buy each fruit or vegetable by the box/50 lb sack. And then a few of them weigh and sell that way. It’s way cheaper than buying directly from produce stores. Any suggestions? https://i.imgur.com/3bySiiR.jpg

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The PV Hobby Horse, a small cargo ship in the manufacturer’s default medium grey, sat at one end of the docks. Mid-bulk transports took the other occupied slots, while the big ships were loaded by drone on the opposite side of the station.
Sidra Boston, captain of the Hobby Horse and professional bounty hunter, found herself facing a trip back into aslodzhin space to fulfill a promise. The trip was going to cost. Any other species’ space, she’d find someone that needed a small cargo delivered, but not so the aslodzhins. They already had her and her ship registered as a private vehicle for the purpose of bounty hunting, and their rules were as strict and inflexible as their carapace.
On a whim, she checked for any bounties put out by the aslodzhin courts. That she found one surprised her; the fact that the bounty was so low it wouldn’t even cover docking fees didn’t. Still, the skip was reportedly on this station, and it saved her a few credits.
Sidra wandered the station, stopping in the first eatery she encountered. They did a passable burger and fries, but the milkshake tasted like sweetened sludge, and was undrinkable.
She paid for her meal and looked at the warrant again. The hikarin female shouldn’t be difficult to find. Hikarins were tall, often well over two meters, thin, fine-boned, furry, and had six limbs, sometimes walking on four, sometimes on three and sometimes on two. The center two limbs were long and strong enough to act as legs, yet they had grasping feet-hands. This station, in human space, had few hikarins, and even fewer with the rare, orange fur of her bounty.
Finding her quarry was easier than expected. She sat against the wall in the main concourse and held a sign asking for food or assistance to get to Lizshak, a world in aslodzhin space.
Sidra didn’t have any weapons or cuffs on her, but thought she’d give it a try. “Minsahee?” she asked.
The hikarin nodded. Her large eyes were sunken, her fur a matted and dull orange-brown beneath crusted clothes. “Can you help me get home?”
“Minsahee, I have a warrant for your arrest for failure to appear before the aslodzhin court. You can come with me quietly, or I can go back and get my cuffs and shackles and we can do this the hard way.”
Minsahee’s eyes filled with tears. “You mean, you’ll take me to Lizshak?”
“I wasn’t planning on going that far, but I’ll get you to aslodzhin space, Station 47, and the court will take you wherever you’re meant to stand trial.” Sidra extended a hand to help the hikarin to her feet.
She was too weak to walk on two limbs, instead leaning over to walk on four, and even then, her steps were unsteady. Sidra put an arm around her and was surprised at how bony the woman felt under the fur.
“Do you need a doctor?”
Minsahee leaned against Sidra. “No, I’m just tired.”
Sidra didn’t see a need to put the hikarin in the cell built into the cargo bay, and instead offered her a bunk in an unused cabin. “I’m trusting you not to be stupid,” she said. “Remember, I could take you on my worst day and your best, so don’t make me lock you up.”
Minsahee said nothing. Instead, she lay on the bunk, once again on the verge of tears.
Sidra grabbed a meal bar from the pantry and gave it to her with a jug of water. “There’s a washroom right next door if you need it. Once we’re in the hyper lane I’ll have time to answer any questions.”
At least the return trip to aslodzhin space would be quiet. She’d spent the last two weeks with a crippled turgen in the cell, cursing her every minute he was awake, until she finally snapped, “You wouldn’t stop! You threatened to kill the hikarin you’d already hurt, and the aslodzhin officer, and me! How was I to know you can’t walk or stand without the use of your tail, anyway?”
The court was at first reluctant to pay the bounty, given his condition. Once they saw the bodycam footage, though, they relented.
This was a strange one, though. She’d picked up skips in various states of injury or illness, but never one that seemed on the verge of starving to death.
Once they were in the lane, course plotted in, she returned to the cabin Minsahee was using. The door was still open, and the empty wrapper for the meal bar was folded neatly and laid next to the pillow on the bunk. The hikarin had drunk half the water and was sleeping curled up in a ball.
Sidra closed the door and slept in a chair right outside it. It wouldn’t do to have the gal try to sneak to the cockpit and reroute the ship to Lizshak.
When Sidra woke a few hours later, Minsahee was still asleep. She heated up a can of potato-leek soup with ham and filled a bowl for herself. It was just as she started on her meal that Minsahee entered, carrying the half-empty water jug and meal bar wrapper.
Sidra looked up at her. “You hungry?”
Minsahee nodded and Sidra got up and poured the other half can of soup into a bowl, put a spoon in it, and set it on the table opposite herself. She sat back down and nodded at the bowl.
The hikarin got the message and sat to eat. She ate as if it was the last meal she’d ever get. Still, she only managed to eat half of it.
“Thank you, Captain.”
“So, Minsahee, why Lizshak?”
“I have—had a home there. Maybe I can go back to my job after I serve my time.”
“Your warrant didn’t say anything about your crime. You mind telling me?”
“Not a crime, a civil infraction.” Minsahee still held on to the meal bar wrapper until Sidra pointed at the recycler where she finally deposited it.
“What was the infraction, and how much time are you facing?”
“Mandatory three standard days for failure to appear for an appointment to have my signature notarized.”
Sidra’s spoon stopped halfway to her mouth which hung open. She set the spoon back in the bowl. “Say that again?”
“I was closing out a lease, which required a notarized signature. I had an appointment at the court notary but had to leave the day prior for Amherst station where you picked me up.”
“Why is that?”
“My hemi-brother was injured and in intensive care there. He was my only remaining family.”
Sidra sighed. “Was. I take it he didn’t make it?”
Minsahee shook her head. “I spent every credit I had getting there and had no way back.”
“How long were you on Amherst?”
“I don’t know in standard days, but seventy-one human days.”
“Shit.” Sidra went back to eating her soup. “Do you feel a little better with some food in your belly?”
“Yes, Captain. Thank you again.”
“I’m going to lay out a few simple rules on my ship. One: never enter the cockpit unless I tell you to. Two: never cycle an airlock unless I tell you to. Three: Clean up after yourself. That includes putting your leftovers in the fridge over there and finishing them later. I hate waste. Four: if you’re using the washroom, flip the switch just inside the door up, so I know you’re in there, and flip it down when you leave.”
“Yes, Captain, I will do those things.”
“As long as you don’t break the rules, you can call me Sid. Is it okay if I call you Min?”
Minsahee nodded. “Yes, I’d like that.”
Sidra stood up and cleaned up her dishes. “Not rules, but a few helpful things. If you want to wait to eat when I eat, that’s fine, but if you’re hungry, don’t be afraid to come in and feed yourself. Drinking water is available from the labeled tap over there. First aid kit is right there, too, but there’s nothing in there to make me go night-night or get you high. If you need to, feel free to use my shampoo. I take it you haven’t had a good wash in a while, right?”
Minsahee looked down at the table. “Right.”
“Hey, don’t be embarrassed. It’s not your fault. Social Services on Amherst should’ve done something to help.”
As Minsahee put her leftovers in the fridge, Sidra flopped down on the sofa and started up a holo series. She hadn’t been able to pay any attention with her last passenger, so it seemed like a good time to catch up.
She heard the shower start and stop several times. At least she knows how to wash without wasting water, Sidra thought. During quiet parts of the holo she could hear pained grunts and sharp intakes of breath from the cabins.
Sidra paused the holo and went to check on Minsahee. Her door was open, and she was trying to untangle bright orange fur with her fingers. Her clothes lay in a pile beside the bed.
Sidra grabbed a comb and brush from the washroom and tapped on her door. “Would you like some help?”
“I don’t want to be a bother—”
“Nonsense. You can throw those clothes and the bedsheets in the sterilizer and come sit in the galley with me. I’ll work on your back while you work on your front.”
“But I’m naked.”
“So? See anyone else around here?”
Minsahee picked up the clothes and sheets and put them in the machine that Sidra pointed to. It started automatically, and she followed Sidra back to the galley.
“I’m gonna sit on the sofa, just sit on the floor in front of me and I’ll get started on your back.”
Once they’d settled in, Sidra resumed play on the holo and began to comb the mats out of the hikarin’s fur. She was careful not to pull too hard, instead treating it as she did the rescue cat she’d had years before.
“Captain, why would you do this for me?”
“I told you, Min, call me Sid.” She took a deep breath and let it out. “Maybe I just don’t want the court to think I abused you on the way.”
Minsahee shook her head. “That’s not it. You could’ve brought me in exactly as you found me, and they wouldn’t care. So why, Sid?”
“Most of the time my job’s pretty lonely. I guess it’s just nice having a skip that isn’t trying to run, or kill me, or anything of the sort.” She laughed. “You’re the first bounty I’ve ever picked up that wanted to go serve your time.”
“I can’t get work until I do,” she said, “so I should.”
Once Sidra had worked out the mats on Minsahee’s head, back, and upper arms, she handed the comb to her and began to brush out those areas. All the while, the two watched episode after episode of the holo.
They stopped partway through the evening to eat; Minsahee reheating and finishing her soup and Sidra making herself a sandwich. Even though her clothes were clean, Minsahee didn’t rush to dress. When Sidra had finished with the brush, Minsahee took over, brushing her forelimbs and legs, chest, belly, and neck.
As one of the holo episodes ended, Sidra stopped it and stood. “I’m going to shower and go to bed. If you want to keep watching you can, just no spoilers.”
“Spoilers?”
“If you watch more episodes, don’t tell me what happens. I like to find out for myself.”
“I think I’m just going to finish brushing out my legs, and then go to sleep myself. I’m not ready to put clothes on with how good my fur feels right now. Besides, I think the show’s more enjoyable with a friend.”
Sidra nodded and left the galley. A friend, she thought, is that how she sees me? The sterilizer was on the way to the cabins, so she pulled out the sheets and clothes, made up Minsahee’s bed, and laid her folded clothes in the center of it. The four-sleeved top had a large rip on one of the lower sleeves, but Sidra didn’t have any way to repair it.
She stepped into the shower, wet herself down, scrubbed, and rinsed quickly. She walked out carrying her clothes and wrapped in a towel. Minsahee waited for her just inside the door of her cabin. “Thank you again, ca—Sid.”
“Get some sleep, Min.” Sidra dropped her clothes and the towel in the sterilizer on her way by and lay down to sleep in her own cabin. She knew for sure now that Minsahee wasn’t going to sneak onto the bridge or try to strangle her in her sleep.
The next morning, Sidra pulled the treasure she’d picked up on Amherst out of the pantry. Two real potatoes. She’d planned on gorging on home fries, but since she had company, she’d share. Shit, she thought, company? I thought I was hauling a skip.
As she finished chopping the potatoes, she answered herself aloud, “No, she’s a good woman. She just missed an appointment, we all do. It’s the bugs that are the baddies here.”
“Did you say something?”
Sidra jumped, knocking the knife off the counter. It landed on her foot, leaving a long gash. “Ow, shit!”
“Lay down and elevate your foot,” Minsahee said with more force than Sidra thought her capable of. She pulled the first-aid kit off the wall and dropped down next to Sidra. In a matter of seconds, she’d cleaned the wound, and begun pulling out the suture kit. “I’m sorry, Captain, it’s deep and it needs stitches.”
“What was your job?” Sidra asked.
“Second-rank-emergency-trauma-physician-first-class,” she answered, as she sprayed a numbing agent on the injury.
“Aslodzhin titles. That would be like, what, an ER doctor in human space?”
“Similar,” she said, while stitching up Sidra’s foot. “The only things we don’t do are those we pass off to surgeons or specialists.”
Within a matter of minutes, Sidra’s foot was stitched and bandaged, and Minsahee helped her to the sofa where she could lie down and elevate her foot. Only after she was settled did she notice that besides tending her wound, Minsahee had cleaned up the blood, tidied up the suture and bandage packages, and repacked the first aid kit.
“Thanks, Min. Or I guess I should say Doctor Minsahee.”
“There’s no need for that. But I will have to take care of you for a few days. You need to stay off that foot as much as possible.”
“Ugh.”
“What were you preparing to cook?”
“I was going to make us some home fries. The potatoes are chopped and ready.”
“I don’t know what home fries or potatoes are, but if you talk me through it, I can make it for you.”
As Sidra lay on the sofa, eating home fries, she looked at the hikarin woman seated in the chair across from her, savoring them, taking her time.
“You know, Min, I think these may be the best home fries I’ve ever had. I don’t know whether it’s the potatoes, the cook, or the company.”
“Like I said, everything’s better with a friend.”
“We’ll have to do this again.”
“When I finish my time?”
“That sounds like a plan. I can hang around and wait a few days for you. Maybe even find some potatoes there on the station…wouldn’t that be something?”
Minsahee cleaned up the mess in the galley and made sure Sidra had water close to hand. “I’ll go make sure the cabins and washroom are clean. If you need anything, call.”
“They’re clean enough. Let’s watch some more of this series.” The next episode started, and Sidra looked at her foot, then at the hikarin woman curled up on the floor watching with her. She’d always worked alone, but maybe she could do with a doctor on board…or even a friend.
Reedsy prompt: Write about two people striking up an unlikely friendship.
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Thor just turned four a couple of months ago. Through a convoluted chain of events starting with owner #1 being taken to spend time with the state, and then owner #2 also later being taken for an unrelated long term sleepover with the state, the puppers finally made his way to my dad. He was only 9 months old at that time and it was already his fifth but final home.
Thor is one of the most stubborn, thickheaded furballs I've ever had the pleasure to know. He is also one of the sweetest, gentlest, most loving dogs I've ever seen. He'll walk up to a toddler and lick their face, he loves everyone he meets, and you can do practically whatever you want to him and he doesn't really mind. Reach into his food bowl while he's eating to take out/add food? Who cares. Play with his face? Sure. Ears? Yup. Toes? No biggie. Tail? Whatever, just don't grab too long or hard.
He's also only of the most unique looking dogs most people have seen. Red haired, brown, and tan, shield shaped mane between his shoulders, big and bushy tail. Almost every person who sees him mentions how beautiful he is, from the mailman to random people walking in our neighborhood. And he is always, and I mean always, happy. He knows what life he has now compared to what he had, I guarantee it.
Also, while he's my dad's dog I'm the one that walks him about 90% of the time to help because of dad's own health issues. He says that Thor is basically half mine anyway because of all I do for him and all the time I spend with him playing, feedings, you name it.
He's had very small issues and gotten sick briefly before but within a day or two he's always better. Lately he's been a bit lethargic and we just thought he had a little bug or something. Like usual... but he collapsed today while I was walking him. We took him to the vet and a few tests were run. Heart worms, and it's bad. His breathing is very labored and he's barely moving, and now that we're home he's urinating orange-brown, so that probably means kidney/liver.
My dad is a bit of a mess because of all this and also because this isn't the first dog of his to decline so rapidly. His last dog had a series of strokes out of nowhere and went from completely fine to gone in less than 2 hours. I'm doing so-so myself but it just absolutely sucks for all the reasons. We're going to try the meds the vet gave us on the slim chance he could turn around (she said she's gotten extremely lucky pulling a dog out of late stage heart worms before) but with how he's looking and acting I don't see him even coming close to the month of meds we got today. Maybe not even tomorrow.
I don't know. I guess I don't really have much of a point saying all this but there's only so much I can say to him without just constantly repeating myself and I just need to vent.

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Notes: -The Motherboard, CPU, and RAM are gonna be a bundle for $549.00
-I lowered the SSD to only 1 TB to save some $ while keeping the 4 TB Disc for bulk storage for my digitized music library
-Also lowered the power supply to 750W since I think it only pulls about 580W, though I always hated Circuitry and Electrics classes so I may be wrong as hell.
Goals: - If I can trim costs I would greatly appreciate it, I want something solid for the next few years able t play current major releases without issues.
My Build Link: https://pcpartpicker.com/useRhys-Caliban/saved/#view=8n2ZQ7
I would like

Here's a very informative post because I'm very serious about finding the right person for me. I've clearly marked and categorized everything, so feel free to skim the parts that interest you the most.
What brings me to reddit for dating: For the short of it, I've been doing online dating for about 7 years, and could only describe my experience as a sisyphean struggle. With more traditional dating platforms having been absolutely torturous and a complete waste of time, with me rarely ever finding matches and those I do get ending up being ghosts or people who just don't respond less than productive, I'm hoping this might give me a breakthrough.
Age: 26, open to 18-32~. I’m less about age, more about attraction.
Appearance: 5'8", medium length blond hair (pictures are from when it was short), blue eyes, white skin, slim fit body type. I dress almost exclusively in black if I can help it, hence "closeted goth". I've been told I'm fairly handsome, but I'm including a few (poorly taken) pictures, so you can decide for yourself whether or not I've been lied to!
(Imgur seems to be having problems lately so if you're getting an error that's why. My posts tend to get automatically removed if I include any other image hosters but if you message me I can send alternatives no problem.)
Face: https://imgur.com/a/ykiCkwQ
Body (Warning: Shirtless): https://imgur.com/a/zO96e63
Interests: Many of my interests fall into the "nerd" category. Games (video and tabletop), anime, music, art, sci-fi and fantasy stuff of all varieties. I enjoy a lot of RPG's, and some of my favorite game series include kingdom hearts, fire emblem, dark souls, and a fair few others. I play a lot of league at a fairly high level, but I'm not exactly proud of that because the game damages my sanity at times.
In general, I like to keep in shape, play games with friends, share music I think is great, watch tv/movies/anime (horror and psychological stuff especially), share memes, read, and do some amateur writing. I'm also rather intelligent/insightful and enjoy some nuanced discussion.
Location: Currently in central NJ, somewhere in the no man's land between nyc and philly. I'd prefer someone local who I can meet in person, but won't pass up someone great online who's willing to eventually relocate or that I can eventually relocate to.
Looking For: Monogamous relationship, ideally something serious. I feel that what I'd like the most is to find someone very special to me, who I can love with all my heart and spend my life with. It'd probably be my greatest joy in life to be able to do that, and have someone do so in return. That said, this is just a description of my ideal scenario, not what I'd expect out of every relationship.
Traits I'm Looking For: Kind, loving, trustworthy, understanding. Good sense of humor, emotionally intelligent, communicates well. In this regard, I wouldn't ask for anything I don't freely give. I also very fond of women who are dominant/aggressive in a playful way, as well as role reversal dynamics.
Personality: Generally cool headed, laid back, and kind. Introverted, but can be extroverted when I'm in my element and otherwise comfortable. Deceptively intelligent despite how incredibly basic my pictures look, but I also tend to clown around a lot so that's not easy to discern at first. I’m also very reasonable, with a strong preference for peacefully resolving issues, so you can expect very little to no drama and good communication. Oh, and according to a myers briggs test, I'm an INFJ?
Fun facts: I have a deep and sexy voice which many people don't expect, and a great many people tell me I should get into radio or voice acting. I'm also a bit dead on the inside but that's probably because there's a skeleton living inside me.
Partner preferences: I'm a big fan of goth/alt girls, as well as tomboys. I also really like short hair, usually between pixie and neck length, and have a sizable interest in women that are taller than me. But these aren't dealbreakers! As long as I find you attractive, everything is fine.
Dealbreakers/Requirements : Similar interests are pretty important for me. I tend to play a lot of games in my free time for entertainment, so having a partner that I can do that together with is my ideal. I do have a strong preference for body type that I unfortunately can't get past, with that preference being the thinner end of the spectrum when it comes to proportions/body fat. So basically petite/slim/fit/muscular. PLEASE DON'T BE A SOCIOPATH, OR ACT LIKE ONE!
If you have any questions about anything I mentioned (or didn't), just ask and I'll absolutely answer them for you. I'm very friendly so absolutely feel free to come talk to me.

Analyzing...] [ Disassembly Required ] Error: Disassembly cannot be performed due to no present of the test subject Initializing export info... {Exported complete} - Name: Murder Drone V - Type: Killer Drone - Code name: Angel of Death - Usage: Destroy any robot that retaliates or may possesses potential threat to [company] - Description: From afar It may look like an angel to the untrained human eyes. Upon closer look it maybe your last nightmare and the worst one at that with fear and traumatization from every point of observation - Danger: Unprecedented level to any robot within its range or been spotted ====[ Equipped with: ]==== 1. A normal slim body with sturdy frame 2. Very dynamic joints for multiple types of movements with flexibility 3. Two very noticeable metal claw wings [ maybe used for both offense and defense ] 4. Two multi-tools arm can be configured to new weapons and tools of choice 5. The optical image sensor are placed behind some sort of screen that functions both as displaying eyes (emotions included) and info for diagnostic. 6. The mouth is what you would find from animatronics in FNAF 7. A very long metal liked tail can usually be thought as a whip with an iron needle at the end and a questionable high energy blade? 8. State of the art AI capable of simulating basic human emotions and has more personality then Siri. 9. Five unknown lamp or some sort of illumination bulb on the hair like some sort of hair clipper. 10. Confirmed self repair ability by using nano-bot
====[ Mode: ]==== 1. Kill mode (XX): When double X is fully displayed on the display, it is in "Kill mode", and should be avoided by all non-human counterpart. It's preferred method of killing is beheading. It is also unknown if these killing machine will be hostile towards human.
[⚠ Warning one or many drones (depend on the number) will go on a mass killing spree and will lose all sense of emotion and sympathy ⚠]

1. Normal mode

(0-0): When a murder drone's eyes are that of a normal drones eyes. It is still discouraged to approach when in normal mode, since it can switch to [KILL MODE] very easily at anytime. When [NORMAL MODE] is active. The drone will be on standby. Waiting for its next prey to come to its line of sight. When active in this mode the drone is considered neutral and no weapons are active. Please restart or take down any drones which are on normal mode, that is carrying a weapon. [⚠ Warning if you were to see one in normal mode. DO NOT APPROACH OR PROVOKE IT. Instead keep a reasonable safe distance away because you don't know how to react if one were to come at you. ⚠]

1. Standby mode ( Not yet in record of seeing one in this mode ) (Face_unknown): A mode where the drone will shut most of its component including weapon to save power on the event of power outage or freezing temperature and instead transfer that power to the heating element in order to sustain normal operation during harsh weather or a Nuclear Fallout.
   
2. Offline Mode ( Offline ): The face or more specific the part that is above the mouth will display that it is in offline mode. Possibly not connected to a server or simply diagnosing itself. Beware as the drone will remain powered on and will might attack or jump at you unexpectedly.
   

====[ Solutions: ]==== If you as a human or robot spotted any of these drones run in the opposite direction as fast as possible. Find somewhere it is dark and cold to hide yourself as the drones maybe capable of thermal seeking. Also in the case of you being a robot, It is recommended to run at least more than 1 km away from the place where the drone was last seen . Make sure to cover yourself in multiple layer of camouflage or anything to make yourself blend in with the environment. Beware as not to make sound to alert this predator.
====[ Owner ]==== - An Unknown robot parent corporations
====[ Mission Log ]==== (7:37 AM 14/12/20xx )>: Preparing for observation of the Drone (8:15 AM 14/12/20xx )>: Observation of the Drone failed due to bad weather. (8:34 AM 14/12/20xx )>: Attempting to capture a murder drone (9:00 AM 14/12/20xx )>: Detected a drone within 500 meters (11:00 AM 14/10/20xx )>: Heading North (11:35 AM 14/10/20xx )>: Approaching closer to said drone (11:35 AM 14/10/20xx )>: Deploying Camouflage barrier. Blending in with the surrounding environment. (11:40 AM 14/10/20xx )>: Attempting to knock down the drone while in standby mode. [Redacted] : It seems to be standing still in one location under the tree, Control. [Control] : Copy that now use the Zooming capability of your scope to observe what it is doing. [Redacted] : Affirmative. [Control] : Observe it for more than 5 minutes if nothing suspicious is found move closer and try to disable the drone. [Redacted] : Copy that. (11:45 AM 14/10/20xx )>: Confirmed that the robot hasn't moved for 5 minutes (11:50 AM 14/10/20xx )>: The robot seems to be displaying Offline mode (12:00 AM 14/10/20xx )>: Attempting to open the drone's internals (12:01 PM 14/10/20xx )>: Failed due to not having the correct tool (13:00 PM 14/10/20xx )>: Reported back to control center that it is not yet possible to open the drone (13:21 PM 14/10/20xx )>: Returning Back to HQ awaiting new orders (13:30 PM 14/10/20xx )>: Confirmed location. Autonomous ship deployed for pickup (14:00 PM 14/10/20xx )>: [REDACTED] has been picked up. (14:30 PM 14/10/20xx )>: The Autonomous ship has been shot down by a nearby killing drone with a rocket. (14:30 PM 14/10/20xx )>: Attempting to Reconnect ... Failed (14:30 PM 14/10/20xx )>: Attempting to Reconnect ... Failed (14:30 PM 14/10/20xx )>: Attempting to Reconnect ... Failed (14:30 PM 14/10/20xx )>: Confirmed Autonomous ship has been destroyed no incoming communication signal received. (14:31 PM 14/10/20xx )>: Waiting for SOS beacon signal... ... ... ... ====[ Mission Log End ]====

During middle school, I got called ugly all my life. I was made fun of for my voice, my face, and my body type. I was told one time that I will never have a boyfriend because how ugly I am and it makes me depressed until this day thinking about it. I see all my attractive friends getting boyfriends, and getting treated better than me. It hurts my feelings because I have a good personality, I am easy to get along with, and I never made anyone feel bad about themselves.
Everyday, I feel like I can’t ever find love due to my weight. I am not fat really but I have slim legs with a cubby stomach. I feel super insecure of my body and I cry every time I think about it. Maybe if I was slimmer, had a feminine voice, or had long hair, maybe I would of look better just so the world will treat me better. Had anyone ever feel this way.?

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FYI, this is a story COLLECTION. Lots of standalones technically. So, you can basically start to read at any chapter, no pre-read of the other chapters needed technically (other than maybe getting better descriptions of characters than: Adam Vir=human, Krill=antlike alien, Sunny=tall alien, Conn=telepathic alien). The numbers are (mostly) only for organization of posts and continuity.
OC Written by Charlie Stastarrfallknightrise,
Typed up and then posted here by me.
Proofreading and language check for some chapters by u/Finbar9800
Future Lore and fact check done by me.
Its space Sirens y’all! Coming to lull you in and take your life away!
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He was so hungry, lying on the floor of the cage, his hand dangling through the bars, he listened as his stomach left off a round of mournful gurgling.
The mournful gurgle turned into a low grumble and then a distinctive angry howl. His mouth was dry, and he did his best to wet his lips with his tongue.
He could only imagine what the others had been feeling when he first arrived.
No one had been feeding them, and here he was, lying around in a pathetic heap, though he was still watered and fed to some degree. Arguably the amount should have been sustainable if he hadn't been sharing with the other prisoners. He knew it would only cause more problems for all of them in the long run, but he couldn't bring himself to eat while others starved.
Below them on the Prodigum's open floor, Sunny lay curled up against one wall with a line of other prisoners. He had no doubt that she could have broken out by now, but she wouldn't, not as long as he was here at least.
Adam rolled onto his back to stare up at the ceiling of the cage. A plan had been forming in his head, though whether he could get a message to Sunny was a different matter. He mostly hoped that she would be smart enough to go along with it, or smart enough to go along with it and help with her own plan, if his plan failed.
What was his plan?
Well, that was an entirely different matter…
Honestly it was a pretty stupid plan, designed based on complete conjecture and hope on his part.
Not only that but it pretty much required that Sunny had the ability to read minds, which in itself was stupid, considering their only mind reader was most likely a couple million light years away.
He sighed.
"Ready to start again, commander?”
He closed his eyes against the voice and tried not to groan. He did not want to keep going with this, but he knew he had to.
He rolled onto his knees and looked over at the other cages, where the voice coach and the drummer were watching him. The two of them had been there longer than him and were much closer to the verge of death, though since his arrival they were at least getting something small to eat and drink.
"I'm ready."
His voice was hoarse, and He was forced to clear it.
At least his throat didn't hurt today, a fact that he owed all to the voice coach.
"Remember keep your posture straight, but not strained, breath all the way down and into the belly, don't rely on the chest. The posture of the mouth is the most important aspect of a good singing voice."
He leaned his head against the bars with a sigh.
This was not something he ever thought he would need to learn how to do, especially not in order to save his own life.
There were plenty of other things he had imagined needing to learn. On the floor below them, he watched as Sunny watched him, her sharp gold eyes curious as she watched the two of them working.
She would have no idea what his plan was, and he couldn't tell her. It was known that there were members of the serving staff who were loyal to the Prodigum, whether it be out of fear, Stockholm syndrome, or loyalty.
He idly wondered what the others were thinking.
He wondered what Sunny was thinking.
He wondered if tonight would be his last night alive.
If he would die he would make at least sure that it would be to save Sunny.
[…]
The clients began filtering into the room.
Slaves were brought forward for auction, most of them rather worthless, burned out from ears and years of use, but occasionally he would throw in a piece from his own stock knowing that the perceived value of one slave would drive up the price of another.
Lights began to flash and pulse around them at his behest.
He liked the flashing lights, they tended to confuse some of the other species, making them dumber and more likely to buy irrational purchases.
It was the same with the music, though speaking of which… where was his music?
In anger, he turned in his place, shuffling his great bulk over the floor with great halting movements of his arms and the shuffling of his back legs.
The little tentacles below his chin waved in the air, tasting it. He could taste the human, so it's not like the creature was out of his sight.
Ah there it was, in its cage as usual.
It was standing defiantly looking down at him. The ugly little creature glowered at him, its tight skin stretched over bone and lumpy muscle skeletal and strange with its flexible rubbery body.
He hated humans, though they were at least good for one thing.
…
Singing.
He wasn't entirely sure how they did, but he was more than jealous.
He really wished Prodigum could sing…
Though he was already working in one of the backrooms on a little project to help with that hinderance…
Of course, he didn't know this, but the Prodigum were more readily affected by human species than a lot of the others.
Where it targeted the Vrul's sense of pattern recognition and overloaded their brain, it directly impacted the emotional cortex of the Prodigum.
Singing to him was an addiction.
One that he had not yet admitted to himself or anyone else.
The human still stared at him its slimy white and green eye, blinking once or twice. He shivered in disgust, but slowly turned to look at the blue Drev. She would fetch a nice price if he were ever to sell her, and he hoped the human understood his intentions.
They were at least smart enough for that on most occasions.
He saw the human shoulders sink just a bit.
Then without further urging, it began to sing.
The Prodigum leaned back slightly, as the sound washed over him bringing with it a wave of melancholy and sadness.
It felt so good,
The fold of his face trembled with delight.
All around him the other clients stopped to look up at the human.
Was it just them or had its voice gotten better, more hypnotic?
[…]
Behind the Prodigums back Sunny flexed her hands.
She was ready for whatever Adam was planning, for she knew based on the looks and small gestures he had been giving her over the past few days that he was planning something.
However, the night went on, and although Adam's singing voice had markedly improved, she sensed nothing changing.
She shifted nervously in her cage, looking over to where the Prodigum sat on his back haunches, his large arms resting beside him, a glassy expression on his face, or at least as glassy as an expression could get when it looked like a pile of melted dough.
…
That was strange…
She glanced around at the others, aliens in various stages of debauchery, sort of lethargic and wobbly.
She glanced up at Adam…
He looked down at her, letting the last note of the song he was using fade off.
She nervously shifted as the aliens began to shift and move.
Then the quiet human in the far cage began tapping his hand against the bars. Adam cleared his throat. The female human began to hum softly.
How interesting…
The effect was almost immediate.
Adam took one deep breath and made eye contact with Sunny.
And then he opened up his voice, cutting through the fading clamor like a blade made of diamond–rising from the upper chest and throat in a way she didn't think him capable, quivering at the top as the others accompanied him.
His voice was full, but filled with pain as he poured in emotion like a damn, breaking to spill water into a canyon. The drummer beat out a soft rhythm behind him.
As he continued to sing the voice was so sad, so pained, that it almost made Sunny want to cry.
He gripped the bars with white knuckled hands, his face contorting with the words not bothering to mask whatever emotion he had dredged up to make a sound like that.
Beautiful and sad.
He dropped low into his chest his voice ringing powerfully over the walls before dropping into softness.
He leaned his head against the bars.
She had a tough time looking away.
What did someone have to be thinking about to make a sound like that?
The beat stopped behind him, leaving just his clear voice ringing out through the room.
She was forced to shake herself from her reverie.
When that song ended, the next one began his voice –quiet– filling the room as she slowly stepped back out of line of sight from the others.
No one was paying attention to her.
If she could just make it to the door, then maybe she would be able to find a way to get a signal out to the others.
Her movement almost notified someone, but at that moment Adam dropped his voice low, adding such a powerful hint of sadness in it that it nearly broke turning his voice to a soft rasp.
The creature could barely keep its feet.
Off to her side the Prodigum had practically melted onto the floor.
She had almost reached the door, and he brought his voice higher, the rasp still in it. It took everything she had to keep moving towards the door, and not to turn around, to be captured in the pain and sadness that he used to glue the others to their places.
Again, she couldn't help but wonder what kind of memories you had to dredge up to sing like that.
It was almost painful.
She had made it to the door.
She reached out to open it as the door opened and light spilled inward, he again reached upwards with his voice, cracking the barrier between him and the others. His voice began to splinter, but not unintentionally, actually quite on purpose, fracturing like ice.
She ran out into the hall.
She froze in place for a second, running face-first into another Prodigum.
It looked as if it was about to attack her, but when the voice washed over it, there was nothing it could do but follow the sound.
As the voice filtered out into the hallway, the same effect remained true. Others began following the sound in a dazed trance barely acknowledging her as they searched for the sad voice, so clear and powerful.
[…]
He leaned into it, eyes closed, trying to dredge up the emotion he needed. He needed to give Sunny time to work. He needed to keep their attention. But the more he thought about keeping his voice in place, the harder it was to hold.
So, he tried to ignore the need, instead allowing the emotion to roll into his body strong enough to make his face tingle and shivers to run down his face.
Tears sprung to his eyes, and he tried to hold that feeling allowing his voice to crack at just the right moments occasionally looking down at a slowly growing crowd absolutely entranced.
Behind him, the others were trying hard to keep up.
The door had opened long ago, but there were still forms trickling in.
How long would he have to hold this before someone noticed that Sunny was missing?
He tried tor as long as he could, he really did, but carrying that amount of emotion was difficult, and eventually it faded away. He still kept their rapt attention with his voice, but they were moving again, looking around at each other with confused expressions as if they were trying to figure out what had happened. The Prodigum lay almost passed out on the floor looking on in a strange mixture of confusion and contentment.
Like he was high as hell.
He had no idea how Sunny was going to do this worried that she had gone to her death.
Someone would notice her eventually, wouldn't they?
He wasn't sure how long he was going, hours or not, but eventually he lost the strength of his voice and the surrounding room went back to its normal routine using him as a simple background.
He had done all he could, now it was time to find out if Sunny had made it or not.*
[…]
”If it would be up to me, that bastard would be so fucking dead, like series bullshit, fucking laws! Why can’t we just off this motherfucking motherfucker!?”
The door hissed open, and the Prodigum turned his groggy head towards the light spilling across the floor.
He was surprised at that moment as a small shape scuttled into the room.
”And all this bullshit about I how I should stay logical, I don’t FUCKING care! I’m sick of this bullshit! The marines get to kill people all the time, but if I ask if I could bathe a goddamn Prodigum in acid and they say “nooo you can’t to that its unethical”… Fuck off!”
A Vrul?
But those didn't come here?
Number one they couldn't stand music, and number two, they were never involved in the slave market.
”Fuck off goddamn ethical laws, its not like they uphold them!”
The strange sight pulled him out of his trance enough to get up and scoot in that direction, to find out more about this uninvited guest.
It was a small creature, a brownish grey in color with large orange prismatic eyes.
He wondered how it was still walking, but then noticed the large noise-canceling headphones it wore.
”Really I am so fucking done! Fine have it as you want I will NOT kill him… there are other ways to give him what he deserves…”
It scuttled closer to him, pausing at his feet before looking up.
”Hey asshole!? Yes I am talking to you!”
That was strange, it didn't seem scared?
But the Vrul were always scared!?
"Are you the proprietor of this fine establishment?"
The Prodigum was totally baffled about what was going on and just answered truthfully.
"I am."
"Jolly good."
The creature said, reaching out with a hand and gently tossing something in his direction.
The Prodigum flinched for a moment as the tiny devices stuck to his arms legs and face.
"What is that?"
”What you deserve bitch!”
The little creature raised a hand and pressed something with a click.
His world erupted in pain, as lightning and electricity surged through him.
And then the world turned black.
[…]
Dr. Krill stood over him, hand still, still every now and then pressing the button as humans and Drev erupted into the room from all angles.
”I hate the fact that because of YOU Adam got captured AGAIN!”
He pressed the button again.
**”I hate the fact that because of you I had to captain a FUCKING human ship for two weeks, you hear me!? TWO WEEKS!!!”
Another button press, followed by more painful twitching from the Prodigum.
”But do you want to know what I hate most of all?”
He leaned down to the twitching Prodigum, holding down on the button.
"I…”
”HATE…”
”Fieldwork!"
He looked up from where he stood,
"You are ALL under arrest."
Another Prodigum hissed:
”You can’t just do that!”
”Oh, what I can’t do is surgically cut you a thousand times and then bathe you in salt, because SOMEONE apparently decided the Geneva convention should also apply to scumbags like you. But what I can do is arrest you fuckers! Just watch me!”
”Wait what was that first part?”
"Thank your gods I didn't have final jurisdiction."
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Thanks for reading! As you saw in the title, this is a cross posted story written by starrfallknightrise and I'll just upload some of it here for you guys, if you are interested and want to read ahead, the original story-collection can be found on tumblr or wattpad to read for free. (link above this text under "OC:..." ) It is the Empyrean Iris story collection by starfallknightrise. Also, if you want to know more about the story collection i made an intro post about it, so feel free to check that out to see what other great characters to look forward to! (Link also above this text). I have no affiliations to the author; just thought I’d share some of the great stories you might enjoy a lot!
Obviously, I have Charlie’s permission to post this and for the people already knowing the stories, or starting to read them: If you follow the link and check out the story you will see some differences. I made some small (non-artistic) changes, mainly correcting writing mistakes, pronoun correction and some small additional info here and there of things which were not thought of/forgotten or even were added/changed in later stories (like the “USS->UNSC” prefix of Stabby, Chalar=/->Sunny etc). As well as some "biggemajor" changes in descriptions and info’s for the same stringency/continuity reason. That can be explained by the story collection being, well a story collection at the start with many standalone-stories just starring the same people, but later on it gets more to a stringent storyline with backstories and throwbacks. (For example Adam Vir has some HEAVY scars over his body, following his bones, which were not really talked about up till half the collection, where it says it covers his whole body and you find out via backflash that he had them the whole time and how he got them, they just weren't mentioned before. However, I would think a doctor would at least see these scars before that, especially since he gets analyzed, treated and goes shirtless/in T-shirts in some stories). So TLDR: Writing and some descriptions are slightly changed, with full OK from the author, since he himself did not bother to correct these things before.

I'm not insane, sane enough to know it sounds insane to say God speaks to me. It's real though.
It all started when I was injured as a young man and actually died a few times. It seem I was wanted here though. For 40 years I thought it was a drug induced delusion. I was on a lot of meds then.
But, it happened again last year during a major health scare. Same guy showed up. Doctors say I'm not delusional, just normal crazy. The hold my beer and watch this kind of crazy.
If you're wondering, to me God looks like Mr. Natural. I posted an image that sort of looks like what he looks like. Yep, bizarre. I know. Still it happens, several times a week he just shows up. Sometimes when I'm on the toilet.
I have no insight into future events, we simply talk. Sometimes about the weather, sometimes the events of the day. We talk about the Bible, he didn't write it, BTW. He likes most of the New Testament, it's close to the truth he said. As far as the Old Testament? I'll just say even he likes lobster and shellfish.
We talk about the past and all the paths individuals and humanity as a whole has had a choice to take. Most of us are not smart when choosing the right path. I sure wasn't, he laughed about my antics. He says I'm on the right one now but that can change, for anyone anytime.
It did for the televangelists and tithe crowd. He spoke to most of them, long ago. Since then they have ventured off the path. He no longer speaks to them and said they are lying if they claim so. As far as he is concerned, if you want to help these people enrich themselves more than actually helping others, we all have free choice and it's their money to give away.
God doesn't mind if you live a nice life with a little extra cash on hand. He said it is what you do with the the bulk. Keeping people fed and clothed is important. Everyone has to eat in order to survive. It is about your attitude on life as well. He likes people who go out of their way not to step on ants.
You may wonder why he talks to me. I do too. According to him, I'm easy to talk to and I ask the right questions. Not that he gives answers most of the time.
One thing he was adamant about is, when I do start to speak of him or make videos about him, do not pee on people's legs and say its a warm rain. So many ministers do that behind the pulpit, the vast majority unknowingly do this. God doesn't care for liars about him. That is a bigger insult to him than anything else.
He doesn't cause tornados, hurricanes, or floods. They occur naturally. He cries when deaths occur in these disasters. War is another thing he cries over. It will never stop until people become accepting of others. War is man made. Not his idea.
I will try to post daily and after our talks.

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Shirts

Loro Piana Andre - $250 https://imgur.com/a/CcdUuAE White cotton Size medium (fits loose) No flaws to note, hardly worn Measurements: P2P - 22 Waist - 20.5 Sleeve - 25.5 Shoulder. - 17 Length - 31.5
Drakes Dinner shirt - $80 https://imgur.com/a/0sAu54L Size 15.5 Has a strip of fabric with buttons so it can be worn with or without shirt studs Requires cufflinks but can be worn as barrel or french cuffs Shows some signs of wear and has a super tiny dark spot on the back of the shirt by the right armpit. Otherwise in great condition. Cuff links not included. Measurements: P2P - 20.5 Waist - 18.5 Sleeve - 24.25 Shoulder - 16 Length - 30
Drakes Navy button down - $89 https://imgur.com/a/wtUIBS5 Thick navy twill cotton, kind of a flanneled effect Size 15 Has some minor fading throughout from being washed, otherwise it’s in excellent condition. Measurements: P2P - 20 Sleeve - 25 Shoulder - 17 Length - 31
Drakes X Aime leon dore denim button down - $99 https://imgur.com/a/7D81Wo4 Denim/chambray patchwork Tagged sizes small, fits similar to a drakes 14.5 Barely worn, in excellent condition. Measurements: P2P - 19.75 Sleeve - 25.5 Waist - 17 Shoulder - 16 Length - 31
Drakes Navy Linen shirt - $79 https://imgur.com/a/zt8DOp3 100% linen Tried on but never worn out Size XS Measurements: P2P - 19 Sleeve - 24 Waist - 17 Shoulder - 15.5 Length - 30.5
Drakes light blue linen shirt - $79 https://imgur.com/a/yhFY0dD 100% linen Never worn Slightly more blue irl than in photos Size XS Measurements: P2P - 19 Sleeve - 24 Waist - 17 Shoulder - 15.5 Length - 30.5
Wacko Maria SS18 Hawaiian shirt - $225 https://imgur.com/a/NzkXYpK Tagged size XS but fits super relaxed (see measurements below). 100% lyocell, extremely soft & lightweight with a little bit of stretch. Made in Japan. No flaws to note, scarcely worn. Measurements: P2P - 21.5 Shoulder - 15.25 Length - 27 Sleeve - 10 Waist - 20.75
Tom Ford french cuff shirt tall collar - $139 https://imgur.com/a/nWJB5eA Size 15.75 but altered to fit more like a 15. This has a taller 2 button collar & a stiffener in the placket to help the collar stand when not wearing a tie. In great condition, does have some wear around the collar looks worse in pictures than in person. Could probably be fixed by a good dry cleaner, there’s not one in my area so all my shirts are just hand washed. Measurement: P2P- 20 Sleeve - 25.5 Waist - 17 Shoulder - 17 Length - 31
Tom Ford white french cuff shirt - $125 https://imgur.com/a/jebOwVb Size 15 In great condition, does have some wear around the collar, looks worse in pictures than in person. Could probably be fixed by a good dry cleaner, there’s not one in my area so all my shirts are just hand washed. Measurements: P2P - 19.5 Sleeve - 25.5 Waist - 17.5 Shoulder - 17.5 Length - 31
Tom Ford grey french cuff shirt - $110 https://imgur.com/a/N0vrIzG Size 15 Made of a thicker cotton twill fabric. Incredibly soft as you’d expect from a $700 shirt. In great condition overall, seldomly worn and gently hand washed. Measurements: P2P - 19.5 Sleeve - 25 Waist - 18 Shoulder - 17 Length - 31
Brunello Cucinelli white button down - $110 https://imgur.com/a/oTQ1zcw Shirt has obviously been worn but still in great condition. Tagged XS slim but fits more like a standard small imo (see measurements). Soft Poplin fabric Measurements: P2P - 19.75 Sleeve - 25 Waist - 18 Shoulder - 17 Length - 29

Trousers

2016 Saint laurent D02 Raw denim - $275 https://imgur.com/a/7cPNQgU Barely worn, haven’t even started to fade in the legs. 2016 “Hedi era”, can’t remember if they’re surf sound or palladium tbh. Only flaws would be in the back pockets. Left has loose threads and the right has the tinies impression of a wallet, you can barely see it. Size 28 (measurements below). Has pretty fair bit of stretch and surprisingly soft for raw denim. Made in Japan. Measurements: Waist - 15 Rise - 9.5 Inseam - 30 Leg opening - 6.25
Berg & Berg grey Arnold trousers - $89 https://imgur.com/a/WCtIRIY Light weight wool In excellent condition, only flaw I’ve really found is the red stain on the brand tag These are considered a “slim” trouser, personally would not recommend if you have very big thighs. (Please see measurements). Side tabs High rise Single pleat Really pretty mother of pearl buttons Measurements: Waist - 30 Inseam - 28 Rise - 11 Leg opening - 7.5
Collaro Grey trousers - $75 https://imgur.com/a/qcAB55F Custom/made to measure trousers by Collaro Similar in fit to a size 28, Measurements are listed down below Single pleat Side tabs High waisted Slim fit Dark/mid grey wool. Fabric is super soft, it almost felt like pajamas the first time I put them on. These originally had a cuff but I let it out cause they were a little too short, you can kind of see the stitch. Measurements Waist - 14.25 Inseam - 30 Rise - 11.5 Leg opening - 7.25
Collaro Khaki trousers - $75 https://imgur.com/a/WZNIwzU Custom/made to measure trousers by Collaro. No size tag but I’d estimate they’re similar to a 28, Measurements are listed down below Single pleat Side tabs High waisted Slim fit. Hard to see but there’s a small spot/stain right next to the left leg pleat Khaki colored wool. Fabric is super soft, it almost felt like pajamas the first time I put them on. These originally had a cuff but I let it out cause they were a little too short, you can kind of tell it was there. Crease caused by the cuff needs to be pressed out. Measurements Waist - 14.25 Inseam - 28.5 Rise - 11.5 Leg opening - 7.25
Officine Generale Pierre pant - $80 https://imgur.com/a/nHtwLs3 Black Worn quite a bit but still in good condition. These are the women’s Pierre, they’re the same as the men’s except for sizing. They fit like a men’s 28 with a pretty generous amount of room in the leg. Double pleats High waisted/high rise 100% wool Measurements: Waist - 14.5 Inseam - 28.25 Rise - 11.25 Leg opening - 7 Cuff height - 1.5
Spier & Mackay Corduroy High rise pants - $100 https://imgur.com/a/sDJ9aaX Brown corduroy Worn a few times but still in excellent condition Single pleat with side tabs Size 28 Measurements: Waist - 14.25 Inseam - 30 Rise - 11 Leg opening - 7
Vintage Brooks Brothers Pheasant motif corduroy pants - $100 https://imgur.com/a/BekOl8w Vintage pants with Pheasant motif pattern Size 31 No flaws to note. I never wore these but they are vintage so idk about the previous owner, they were very well taken care of though Measurements: Waist - 15.5 Inseam - 29.5 Rise - 10.75 Leg opening - 7.5
Santorelli dark brown trousers - $50 https://imgur.com/a/IhT7vP5 Size 29 100% wool. Color is a very dark brown Never worn, still have the original hem to be altered Double pleats Made in Italy Measurements: Waist - 14.5 Inseam - 38 Rise - 10 Leg opening - 8

Blazers/Jackets

Wacko maria leather blouson - $600 https://imgur.com/a/2jXDKL6 Tagged sized medium but fits small since it’s a Japanese label. In excellent condition It has the tiniest tear in the lining, didn’t even notice it till I put it for sale 100% steerhide which is much stronger & longer lasting than lamb leather. Only selling to fund my grail SLP leather jacket. Measurements: P2P - 18.75 Sleeve - 24 Shoulder - 16.5 Length from bottom of collar - 23.75
Kingsman Olive linen blazer - $175 https://imgur.com/a/o1A4xam Size 38US/48EU (please see measurements below) In excellent condition, only flaw I can see is a tiny pull on the back shoulder which isn’t really noticeable. Functioning button holes 100% linen. Slightly greener irl than in the pictures, pic with the kingsman tag does a good job at illustrating the color. Pit to pit - 19.75 Waist - 18 Shoulder - 17.25 Sleeve - 25.25 Length from bottom of collar - 30.25
Jcrew navy velvet dinner jacket - $89 https://imgur.com/a/cxf7LBg Size 36r Color is slightly lighter in person but it’s still a deep navy In excellent condition I only ever tried it on, scored a TF dinner jacket about 3 weeks after buying this so I never got around to wearing it. I took the bottom 2 buttons off each sleeve because I was going to shorten them but as I said I never got around to it. All the original buttons will be included. Measurements. P2P - 19.25 Shoulder - 17 Sleeve - 24.5 Length - 29.25
Jcrew houndstooth blazer - $79 https://imgur.com/a/3wAYW7A Size 36r Cotton/wool blend by Abraham moon. Relatively light weight and has a rather soft feel to the touch. Green/brown houndstooth with a light brown/tan base color Tried on in store but never worn, sat in my closet since 2021 Has 2 buttons on each sleeve because I was going to hem the sleeves but I bought a very similar blazer from drakes right after so I never got around to wearing this one. I can’t find the other buttons. Measurements P2P - 19.5 Sleeve - 25 Shoulder - 17 Length - 29

Shoes

Common projects achillies tan suede - $120 https://imgur.com/a/hG97pg2 9/10 condition, sole is a tiny bit dirty could possibly be cleaned off. Small dark spot up by the opening of the shoe (last picture) Size 40 ~ US 7 Woman by common projects, not sure what the difference between men & womens is other than the sizing. Just shoes No box, bags or shoe trees.
Salvatore Ferragamo dark brown loafers - $70 https://imgur.com/a/G87LjW5 Size 7 D Still in excellent condition, some creasing across the front and some marks on the ankle from rubbing while walking, looks worse in the pictures than irl (see pictures). Only shoes. No shoe trees, or shoe box included.
Would consider trades for stuff from: Undercover, Hedi Slimane, Margiela, Ann D, Haider Ackermann, RRL, The soloist...

I’m looking for an external portable and considering a 4TB. Currently using an older 1TB aData and have also a 1.5TB slim Seagate, all 2.5” portables. Looking to buy a 4TB Toshiba Canvio advance. Many did recommend them over some other 4TB (WD/Seagate). I was going straight to get this one (HDTCA40XK3CA):
https://www.amazon.ca/Toshiba-Canvio-Advance-Portable-External/dp/B08JKCWRTD
then checked Toshiba’s website and they have few options, including a “Plus” and a “Flex”, here:
https://storage.toshiba.com/consumer-hdd/external
Does anyone know about all those and have tried them and can recommend one(s) over others (not a huge difference in price between them)?
In summary (for the 4TB Portable Hard Drive):
Toshiba Canvio Flex - 3-year warranty (HDTX140XSCCA)
https://storage.toshiba.com/consumer-hdd/external/canvio-flex
Toshiba Canvio Gaming - 2-year warranty (HDTX140XK3CA)
https://storage.toshiba.com/consumer-hdd/external/canvio-gaming
Toshiba Canvio Advance Plus - 2-year warranty (HDTCA40XGCCA)
https://storage.toshiba.com/consumer-hdd/external/canvio-advance-plus
Toshiba Canvio Advance - 2-year warranty (HDTCA40XK3CA, HDTCA40XR3CA, HDTCA40XW3CA, HDTCA40XG3CA)
https://storage.toshiba.com/consumer-hdd/external/canvio-advance
PS: I don’t disagree that I should do more backups and probably CMR mostly in 3.5” would be a better option with better reliability. For now, I’m just comparing and trying to get the “best” of the “cheap” consumer grade products. Also, no debating the “best” and “cheap” wording. I’m just a regular consumer not into IT or expert by any stretch. Thank you!

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Lots of thanks to u/Killsode-slugcat for helping me work through this chapter with editing.
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Memory transcription subject: Tevri, Venlil Romanticist
Date [standardized human time]: August 11, 2137
With eyes still closed, I stretched my legs and arms, paws pushing up against the inside of my sleeping bag. A sigh of contentment escaped my mouth.
I let the world in—light falling down in shafts that struck my still-waking eyes. No trees were around to provide cover from the rising sun that hung low in the east. The sounds of life surrounded me, occasionally being broken up by particularly strong gusts as well as a hint of something else.
My head turned to that hint, who still slept somewhat soundly off to my side. Last night Jack had set up his own sleeping bag less than an arm’s length from my own, citing our lack of a fire as the reason to gather closer to each other.
He tossed and turned, occasionally, muttering incoherently. At least he’s found some rest. After carrying me for over half of yesterday, he had certainly earned it.
It was actually quite surprising how well he had managed it all. His slim build compared to other humans that I had seen was betrayed by a hidden strength and incredible endurance. I suppose millions of years of evolution tends to allow such a thing.
Some part of me still felt bitter about what he had done the night prior to our last, but it was clear to me that his apology was sincere. I gave a quiet snort. He probably wouldn’t have carried you on your shoulders if he wasn’t at least somewhat sorry.
The covers of my too-big bag were thrown off and I sat up, holding my knocked knees with my paws.
Rocky rolling hills with low-grown shoots of grass lightly waved towards me. The nearby mountain range looked down upon us with its well-kept snow despite the summer season. Even three days of standing beneath them didn’t eliminate their wondrously looming presence.
I reached over to my nearby pack and grabbed my pen and journal. I clung to every thought that passed its way through my mind, marking them down the old fashioned way. There was something special about writing my feelings down on something physical rather than some pad or computer. It felt real in comparison to the alternative.
It was incredible to me how one of, if not the most dangerous planet to be found within known space was simultaneously one of the most fantastically beautiful worlds I ever had the pleasure of setting foot on. What a travesty it would have been had the federation actually managed to glass the biosphere. Ironically it had been the Arxur that prevented such a disastrous outcome. Those same savages had…
“Gah!”
Jack shot upright from where he had lain. He heaved harsh breaths, chest rising and falling as though he had just sprinted up the incline of a hill. I looked on with alarm, but didn’t think to disrupt the startled man. His eyes stared down at the dirt in front of him as he hung his hands between his legs.
“You okay?” I asked. He whipped to look at me like he had forgotten I was there. Slowly, he turned back to face the dirt. “Yeah. Yeah, I’m fine.” He took a curt sniff and ran his hands across his face as he took a deep sigh.
He was lying.
The restless sleep, the violent rise into consciousness, the obvious distress within those wild eyes—all signs of nightmares. It had been years now since I last worried about such things, but I knew all too well how difficult they were to deal with.
A thought, as intrusive as it was unwelcome, pushed its way through the crowded thoughts of my mind, forcing my heart to skip a beat. What would be enough to scare a predator—human—to scare a human within their dreams? Instantly, I shoved it back from wherever it had come. He needs you right now, just like how you needed her.
I gently crawled over to the distraught man and set a paw on an arm while he leaned forward. At my touch, he turned his head towards me, staring with those forward-facing eyes. “Are you sure you’re okay?” I asked.
A slight snarl of a smile crossed his face, but no answer came. Jack stood up and stretched his arms outward, leaning back and forth.
“C’mon, let's pack up and head out. S’always good to start out early.” He extended a hand down to me where I sat still. How could he just brush something so terrifying off so easily? My tail flicked absently I guess they always have been a rather resilient species. Why should they be any different mentally? I relented to his proposal, grabbing his hand and allowing him to pull me upright.
Breakfast—much like last night’s meal—consisted of dry pre-prepped rations. Without surrounding trees from which drywood could be scavenged, we were left fireless. The ‘breakfast bars’ as Jack called them were a sufficient substitute for warm food. Every meal with the human increased my interest in the cuisine of his species. I hadn’t imagined it would all be so wonderfully varied and delicious.
The bar itself was chewy, made of oats, filled with dried fruits and sweetened by sugar. Each bite gave a satisfying crunch as my taste buds reveled in the impeccably delightful taste.
After hydrating and filling ourselves with calories, we set off once more on the trail.
This time, I was actually able to walk properly, though less than an hour after we departed, I was left wishing that Jack could scare me sleepless again—that way I could guilt him into carrying me.
While we continued, I walked without thinking much about the placement of my paws. I worried for my human friend. His mind was clearly plagued by something terrible, but the answer of what continued to evade me. The only lead I had were my own experiences, and in chasing that lead, my mind wandered back to the past.
As I was dragged from our home without protest, Devra lambasted our parents. Velnik cowered to the side as he watched the ordeal, helpless with widened eyes. Dad practically had to peel my sister away from mom as I was shoved into our vehicle. The echo of her shouts faded away.
It was the first time my parents admitted me for predator disease screenings.
An iron grip held my hand and led me forward through the stark featureless halls of the facility. A glance over my shoulder revealed my parents walking along. They dared not to risk a look in my direction. Tears welled at the edge of my eyes as the echoes of distant screams shocked my ears and flooded my brain with fear-chemicals.
My tail wrapped around my body and my ears bent towards the ground. Why did they want to throw me in here with the monsters? All I did was explore.
The facility worker threw me in a chair within a purely white room other than the single large black wall. From the ceiling hung a projector that faced one of the three white surfaces. After the worker left, my eyes floated through the room, narrowing at a sight that practically screamed of its existence. Dark lines were scrawled into the furthest corner of the sterile chamber.
I didn’t have the time to think about its implications when the screen clicked on and the lights dimmed, enhancing the image before me.
The metal chair fell backward with me in it, creating a resounding clang that bounded back and forth across the walls.
My hands slipped and slid across the slick floor, carrying my body backwards. This scramble led the wall to smash against my back. Without a thought, my claws joined the countless other marks of those who had come before me.
A towering, onyx-shaded visage of the malevolent beast prowled beyond the edge of my vision, obscured by tears of terror that practically blinded me. The blood-orange eyes glowed greedily and its mouth was stuck in a perpetual snarl. Viscera of a horrifically familiar color dribbled down its chin from where the meat was in the Arxur’s razor-sharp teeth.
With a click, the sanguine show moved forward to yet another horrific display. Another click. Another. One more. Click. Click. Click. Silence.
My eyes were as raw as my bloodied paws. Their scraping and scrabbling joined me with the other souls who had faced this same experience. When the lights flicked on and the worker came back to collect me, I curled up trying and failing to back away. She stood me up, patting me down before pulling me from the room. Everything was a collective white blur, compressed into a single moment of unfocused voices until I heard the vehicle’s door slam.
The ride home was silent as I leaned my head against the padded surface of my seat. Shallow breaths rose and fell from my chest while Mom and Dad stared ahead. They hadn’t looked at me once since we left the facility—or even talked to me—since we left the facility.
Among the many questions I had, one clung to the surface of my mind before being swallowed by its sea of screams. Why?
When at last we arrived at home, I barely even noticed. Only when the door to the passenger cabin flung open did I somewhat rise from my stupor. A sudden surprise wrapped around me and pulled me from the car, dragging away from my supposed guardians.
In an instant, I was rushed to my room and placed upon the familiar comfort of my bed before being coated by two layers of warmth; one was the plush cloth of a blanket and the other the fluffy warmth of my sister’s fur. “It’s ok, Tev. You’re home. You’re safe.” My empty eyes had no tears left to give, so Devra lent me hers.
You’re home. You’re safe.
“Tev? Tevri?”
My repeated name yanked me from the memory. Ugh, I’ve got to stop wandering off like that.
“You in there sheep?”
With a grumble, I responded. “I told you to stop calling me that.”
Jack uttered a mischievous chuckle. “C’mon, let's get over this next hill then break for lunch. Sure seems you could use a rest.” Despite it going unnoticed moments prior, I now felt my heart pumping hard and each breath heaved just as harshly. A short break will probably do me some good.
Together, we crested the hilltop and sat down both our packs and ourselves. I greedily lapped up water from my bottle while the man beside me calmly took several swigs from his own canteen. The food he grabbed was a pair of packaged items that he called ‘pasta salad.’
The small noodles were coated in a layer of creamy sauce and mixed with a variety of colorful vegetables that I didn’t recognize, but just like everything else cooked up by these humans, it was delicious. The sweet, creamy sauce contrasted nicely with the savory taste of the noodles and the soft texture of the pasta paired with the lovely crunch of the vegetables made for a wonderful meal.
As I munched on my food, the wind lazily played with my tail. My heart drummed onward, steadying into an agreeable rhythm before finally, my breathing leveled out.
A field of purple flowers greeted us, climbing and falling with the rolling land. Down below us was the river we had loosely followed, bordered by nondescript bunches of shrubbery. Rapid white waters splashed up and against rocks, breaking the flow and sending up spray.
When together we finished our food, we sat there, enjoying the world around us. “So, Tevri,” as Jack spoke, I met his forward eyes, “we’ve been out here for two days now and I still know next to nothing about you. Why don’t you tell me a bit more ‘bout yourself.”
The sudden question caught me by surprise, but I tried my best to answer anyway. “There isn’t much to tell. I write stories and poetry about the nature of worlds I’ve visited.”
“Well, you must be one hell of a writer to throw around money like you do.”
At the compliment, I felt a rush of warmth to my face. “I—”
Jack’s calm demeanor became one of surprise in an instant. “Is your face ‘sposed to do that?” A pair of my paws clapped to my face, trying and failing to hide the spreading orange.
“Y-yes!” I squeaked. “It’s p-perfectly fine.”
“Huh, right.” He didn’t sound convinced in the slightest. “Well, uh, what about your family? You’ve met mine already, why don’t you tell me about yours?”
Just as the orange began to fade away, a shroud of mist met my eyes and my voice sunk with my ears. “I’d rather not.” The whiplash of jumping from a sense of contentment, to embarrassment, to sad longing was jarring to say the least.
“Ah.” He held his silence for a moment, allowing the blowing breeze and the distant rush of water to fill the space between.
“I’m sorry.”
“S-sorry? Sorry for what?”
Jack gave a huff. “You know it's funny really. You Venlil, us Humans. I never really saw it before, but even just a few days around you, it’s shown me just how similar our people really are.”
Again, wind and water.
“If it means anything, I’ve felt your loss.”
What?! How does he know? How could he possibly know?
He must have picked up my confusion before he responded. “After the battle of Earth I got used to hearing that answer of yours.”
Oh.
Jack rose, swinging his pack around his shoulders. “C’mon sheep, sun’s not getting any higher. Let's get going.”
“YOU—!” The dour mood was immediately washed away by my guide’s hearty laughter. Again with the emotional whiplash.
It was amazing how easily he managed to do that. Try as I might, I couldn’t stay mad at him. As I shook my head, I followed my guide’s motions and grabbed my bag to join him.
For a while we walked quietly, but once again, Jack tried to strike up a conversation. “So, you mentioned you’ve visited other worlds. What were they like?”
I gave the human equivalent of a shrug with my tail. “Some were better than others, but for the most part, they were quite beautiful.”
“You have any favorites?”
My ears perked up. “Oh yes! The sky cities of Nishtal were incredible. Dwelling among the clouds, it was a rather uplifting experience.” Jack groaned with a smile still on his face.
“That might be one of the worst puns I’ve ever heard.” In response, I simply chuckled.
“Nishtal, huh?” The smile on his face faded. “That’s the world of feathered sacks-of-shit, right?”
“What? The Krakotl? Don’t be dense now, they aren’t all that bad.”
Jack scoffed. “That’s easy for you to say. They didn’t try to wipe the Venlil from existence.”
“If they succeeded during the battle of earth, they very well could have. Not that it matters anymore. Nishtal’s skies are clouded by the ash of their once-lush swamps and their cities have been plucked from the skies. Their world died.”
Jack gave a gruff grunt. “What goes around comes around I guess.”
I was genuinely shocked at what I heard. The anger that began to bubble within me was not the same lighthearted stuff from earlier. “How can you say something like that?”
“They brought it upon themselves,” he barked.
“That bastard Kalsim was the one who brought destruction to his people and you know it. Billions of Krakotl were killed or captured by betterment. Can you honestly tell me, or even yourself, that any species deserves such a fate?”
Silence.
“No. No I guess I can’t” Mentally, I gave a sigh of relief.
With my tail, I gave him a gentle flick. “The Krakotl are functionally endangered now, you know? They may have killed a billion humans, but for each life taken, tens of their own were paid.”
My voice began to choke. “I had—have—friends among the Krakotl. If you think that the mourning you humans experienced was harsh, I just want you to think; how would you feel if less than a percent of your people survived death or capture”
These words of mine were followed by an air of silence. I wasn’t sure what it was exactly, but something I had said clearly struck a chord with the man. Unlike me, Jack seemed to ground himself in reality, but for the first time since I met him, his distant unfocused eyes made it clear enough that his mind was elsewhere.
The remainder of the day flew by beneath this same blanket of silence.
We passed from the wide grassy knolls into a sparse forest that was more brush than tree. The trail led beneath their branches and through the tall shrubbery, rarely veering one way or the other.
When we eventually stopped to make camp for the evening, the sun was still slightly above the horizon. The campsite was similar to the one we had stopped at on our first day. An old steel fire-pit was set in the middle and a steel food container lay to the side.
Even as we set up, the cold quiet remained.
Progress was slow. Jack usually did the majority of the work, but tonight, his movements were taken with less purpose than I was used to. More than once, his hands fumbled, dropping something only for him to robotically reach down and pick it up again.
Once he did finally unpack his belongings, he left to find wood for the fire. At least this time, I found myself less frightened than when he had last done so. The deafening silence of my thoughts was more disconcerting than the idea of any hunters prowling nearby.
Whatever I had said, it didn’t just strike a chord. No, this had shaken him. Not even those nightmares of his had affected him this deeply.
In much the same way that I hadn’t wanted to talk about my own family, it was clear that whatever this was, he had no desire to elaborate further. I did find it odd however that only after mentioning the near-annihilation of the Krakotl did he seem to change. Perhaps it had to do with whoever he had lost? If this was the case, then I couldn’t fully blame him for his hatred towards the Krakotl. Grief is a powerful accelerant for the fires of rage.
On the other paw, my poor heart broke for the poor avians. So many lost. So few left. When the news had arrived back on Venlil prime, I devoted every moment possible to comforting my grieving friends; to Dualo, Oqui, Icatl and Haiula.
For some though, the grief of their new reality was too strong. Several of my dear friends had been unable to overcome that grief. My ears fell and my head bowed. If nobody else would remember them, I would ensure I never forgot them. They deserved that much.
Despite the clouds looming over my mind, my ears perked up at the sound of footfalls and I turned to see a bundle beneath Jack’s arms. Minutes later, a brilliant blaze burned before us.
It felt good to have a fire again. The protective warmth felt like a familiar embrace. From my pack, I grabbed the same blanket my guide had lent me the day before and wrapped it across my body.
While I found myself shrouded in comfort, Jack prepared our food above the pit. It was yet another warm meal of packaged food. The smell of spice wafted up to the tips of my taste buds as he stirred it about with a metal ladle.
The clink of utensils against our metal bowls rose above the crackling flames. Their sun still peeked out from behind the trees, though soon enough, it fell and with it, came the night’s chill.
Countless stars that you simply didn’t get to see on Venlil Prime appeared in the night sky. A glance told me that I wasn’t the only one impressed by their appearance. My wide field of vision managed to capture nearly the entire sky. I wonder, which of those stars is home?
A gust of wind blew by sending shivers down my spine. The effect of the Wendigo’s story hadn’t been completely lost on me, but the terror it inspired had at least died down to a manageable amount. Staying near to Jack certainly helped.
Speaking of him, I’d had enough of this silence.
“Hey Jack, how would you like to hear a campfire story?” I asked, tossing aside the quiet that had covered.
“Hmph. A promise is a promise. Didn’t really have a fire last night to tell a story ‘round did we. Guess it’s only fair to give you a chance.”
My tail gave a flick of excitement at his agreeance. “I must warn you, this is a bit less of a story and more of a poem. It’s one of the last few that I wrote before my travels across the Federation ended. It isn’t quite as long of a tale as that Wendigo story you told me, but it means a lot to me.
Jack gave a thoughtful nod. “Very well, I call this poem ‘The Wandrer’s Curse.’”
“Across the stars we wandrers go, not caring much for threat or foes, The skies we see are not our own, But from them wonder’s always shown.
From Nishtal’s clear and crystal skies, To Fahl where golden deserts lie, And ‘cross the cradle’s fruitful lands, Our own horizons do expand.
It is amidst these very sights, That we the wandrers oft delight, For friends we seek and friends we find, Across the worlds of species kind.
Thru mountains, oceans and the woods, Where those long past once walked and stood, The wandrers seek to find the past; A simpler time, no clouds o’er cast.
Despite the friends which we have made, The clouds above us cast their shade, Upon the surface of our minds, And seek our hearts with chains to bind.
It is our lot to flee from pain, Brought on by smashing, lashing rains. Til weary broken and undone, We fall with legs which fail to run.
But such is life—that beautiful thing, That brings one joy and suff’ring. So with this final cloudless verse, Remember thee, the wandrer’s curse.”
At the end of my poem, the crackling fire picked up where my words left off. My eyes raised to the heavens once more and I realized just how wonderful this life was. There was something truly sublime about existing right here during this exact moment; under the stars, surrounded by trees the whistling, beside a warm fire that staved off the cold.
Sharing it with Jack made it that much better.
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Lately I have been pretty lonely, most of my friends had moved away and I was not in a proper relationship for years now. (Yes I know, sad. I do have my reasons why that is the way it is). Im not the best at conversations but I will do my best to make you laugh with my quirky humor .. if that wont work I will attempt to shower you with memes.
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So, really consider this before saying something like, "Colt hates us.", because it's not the same people running Colt any longer. As we know, CZ already has CZ USA, so they're not unfamiliar with the American market. Add to that, anybody who has paid any attention whatsoever to H&PSA/retro market in general can see that they're making bank. Every time H&R drops grey anodized anything with an A1 profile, it's like opening the flood gates on Black Friday.. IntlMilCo requires signing up for his in-stock notifications JUST to have even a slim chance at one.
So, what do you guys think is the reason that the new owners of Colt wouldn't say to themselves, "Hmm, I would like a piece of that pie! Seeing how I/we now own the Colt logo? I could even compete with H&R, seeing as mine would be far more desirable for most 'builds'.". And that's just for lowers. If they decided to do essentially a Brownell's retro style run? Good gravy... It'd be a gold mine for them, wouldn't it? Even if they were to pair with H&R, rather than compete, they would still make a fortune..I know I've read about some issues involving who owns the raw forgings or something like that.
I'm just rambling, really. I know it's a pipe dream. But, it's odd to me that a company, whose main goal is going to be to MAKE MONEY, wouldn't want to pursue the very thing that they might be most known for (the AR-15 as a whole), while other companies skirt around the laws due to copyright and make essentially what was your early product offerings, just bearing a different logo, when you could swoop in and bring these to the civilian market yourself, and make a shit ton of that money. Not to mention, Colt could even advertise it with a 'true' mil-spec... Not that it actually means much of anything, but with a goal of more sales in mind..? It sounds good. I'll end it there and let you guys tell me.