How Gamer treating games these days... really sad.

2021.10.20 07:48 likalllabmusic How Gamer treating games these days... really sad.

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2021.10.20 07:48 Tom5pence Week 1 - day shift, week 2 - night shift pattern?!

So i got a job to work as a lab support worker for the NHS in one of their covid testing labs. Heres the catch though, they expect you to work 8am-8pm Wednesday to Saturday in your first week, followed by an 8pm-8am Wednesday-Saturday shift the following week. I honestly have never heard of this shift pattern, and it seems really impractical seeing as you have to constantly adjust your sleeping pattern on a weekly basis.
Has anyone worked or know of anyone whos worked this shift pattern? Any tips, because I have no idea how I'm going to be able to functionally switch from day shift to night shift mode, it seems like you're just going to constantly be exhausted and honestly its massively putting me off a job I would be quite good at.

Would you go for it?
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2021.10.20 07:48 JuliaRaeVlogs It's a Blessing Not a Chore // Starting my Fitness Journey // Day in the Life of a Mom

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2021.10.20 07:48 scottzihan02 Delayed Data to Real Time Data

How do i change from delayed data to real time data? i’ve just received an email 5 hours ago that my account is ready for funding
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2021.10.20 07:48 Taltos_69 What a scam!

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2021.10.20 07:48 Avalanch_HxC Way too proud to not post my new UK team - Rosh/ SC under the spotlight

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2021.10.20 07:48 Pleasant-Force It is a facepalm to %1 billionaires

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2021.10.20 07:48 Chadley86 Chucky TV Series

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2021.10.20 07:48 saddy28 How can i get more followers on reddit??

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2021.10.20 07:48 Bartoraptor Is there any ETA for Clash?

A few months ago, Riot EvrMoar tweeted about a Clash-like mode coming for Valorant at the end of every act. Ep. 3 Act 2 is coming to an end in a couple of weeks so I assume it won't come out in time for it but have there been any othe updates as to when it'll release?
For anyone not familiar with the concept: Clash is a 5v5 tournament that Riot implemented for League a while ago. It lets you create a team with your friends and play for rewards against other teams with similar ranks. It's only playable on certain weekends and has different themes every time.
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2021.10.20 07:48 IWnaBNkd I Should Have Stayed In The Woods

The sign outside read “AIRBNB”, but I don't remember there being any available locations on the app. Or in my travel guide. I’d check the app again, but I lost signal once the storm started. The place was very old, but looked recently renovated both inside and out. I thought I was lost in those woods, but here I am- sitting on a comfy bed in a small room. My sigh of relief was masked by the creaks and moans coming from every direction. Gusts of wind and blankets of rain flogged the outside of the cabin. The place was small, in both size and number of rooms. There was a living room/kitchen, hallway, bathroom, and two bedrooms. I was greeted at the door by an elderly man who told me the storm had cut off the electricity, but reassured me we would square up with the bill in the morning. Once the Airbnb app could register the cabin’s location again. He promised a cheap rate for the inconvenience, but I wasn’t worried. I would have paid above the price just to get out of that storm. My week spent hiking in the mountains was fun, but I’m ready for some shelter and running water.
The rain did away with most of the dirt covering my body and clothes, but I ached for the warmth of hot water. Taking a rag out of my bag, I run warm water over it from the sink inside my room. That’s right, there’s a sink in my room. It’s okay, I don’t want to use the shared bathroom out in the hall anyway. The older gentlemen seemed nice, but I just wanted some privacy and quiet. I finish washing, drop my bag at the foot of the bed, sit on the mattress, and look around my new sleeping quarters. There’s just enough room for the bed and sink. “Cozy”, is what the old man called it. There’s also a framed picture on the wall and a window overlooking the woods I emerged from moments ago. Finding this cabin must mean that the small town I had looked up this morning is close by. But this will do for tonight. The photo hung on the wall is very old; it’s frame flaking slivers of wood and is void of all colors except brown and tan. The photo is of a figure standing in a door frame. Maybe it was an ancestor who built this cabin. Maybe this was a hunting cabin at one time.
The storm outside grows more intense. The roof and walls erupt in groans, bowing from the storm’s force. The rhythmic sound of dripping water is heard, though I can’t locate it’s source. The window rattles slightly from the wind. I stand and walk towards the window, the weight of my footsteps bleeding the floorboards of creaks that seem to echo through the walls and into the rest of the cabin. Lightning flashes through the brittle glass of the window as I yank the curtain closed. Before I can even begin to count the seconds between the flash and thunder, a loud crack of thunder roars from the sky. We must be right in the middle of the storm. I walk back to my bed and sit on the edge. Leaning forward, I push the locking pin on the bedroom door handle, then jiggle the handle to test the mechanism. The handle is fastened, giving heavy resistance. These door knobs seem dated, considering all the renovations to the cabin. I lean back onto the bed and sigh. I probably don’t have to lock the door anyway. I just- I don’t feel unsafe in this room, but I don’t feel safe either.
I lie into the sheets of my spring mattress and try getting comfortable. I can’t help but think that I haven’t heard the old man since I walked into this room and closed the door behind me. Was he fast asleep in his room? Does he live in a different house in town and rent this entire place out? I try not to think about him standing, still and patient, on just the other side of my bedroom door. I pull out my phone to see if there is another place I can rent for the night, but the black void of my phone’s screen shows me my battery is dead. I place the phone back in my pants pocket. I didn’t feel like dressing down, so I just plan on sleeping in my clothes. I felt more comfortable this way, since it seems I’ll have to settle here for the night. I scan the room one more time, then shut my eyes and try to relax.
What feels like only a couple seconds pass, when suddenly, I jolt awake in bed. The bright flash of lightning dances on the walls. I’m drenched in sweat. The feeling that time has passed begins to set in. I must have been asleep for only a couple hours. Thunder screams from outside. The storm is still heavy and punishing. I toss the covers off me and try to cool off. Evaporations begin to roll off my body, vanishing into the chilling air. I’m overheated, but the room is freezing. I begin to feel better as my temperature drops. The curtains are still closed but because they’re so thin, the flashes of lightning and moonlight pour in through the faded silk. My door is shut tight, as is the window. The rest of the cabin is quiet. The old picture on the wall seems to reflect the light shining through the window. The light of the moon causes the frame’s glass to glow. I’m not sure how the moon can shine through these storm clouds. The image of the doorway, and the figure it surrounds, appear faded still. If not more than before.
I check my phone again, hoping it magically charged so I could at least listen to some music or something. But the reflection of my hopeful face is all that stares back at me. I pull the bed’s sheet up to my neck, leaving the thick wool blanket at my feet. I close my eyes hoping to pass a few more hours. Maybe the storm will be over soon and I can leave a little earlier. I’m sure if I left a note with my information, I could just pay the gentlemen later. Just as I finish my thought , I wake again, but this time to the sound of glass breaking. Thunder strikes and I shoot upright in bed. Drenched in sweat, like before. The picture frame has fallen off the wall. The sides of the house shake as the wind relentlessly squalls. The picture rests on the floor, leaning against the bedroom wall. Tiny shards of glass littered around the frame and on the picture itself. Light from outside sparkles off the fractures of glass. Oddly enough, the frame’s glass didn’t shatter entirely. Only around the doorway in the picture where the figure stood. Two shards of glass rest on the figure’s head, appearing as eyes that glow from the lighting. As if they were eyes. I look around the room. The door and window appear closed, as are the curtains.
Overcome with the feeling to leave, I force myself to wait until sunrise. Even though I don’t want to sleep anymore. I listen for the elderly man coming to check on the sound of breaking glass, but all I can hear is the sound of rushing rain, settling cabin structure, rustling trees, and angry winds. And thunder. The bed is soaked in my sweat. The itchy fabric of the heavy blanket scratches against my socks. The town is only a ten, or twenty, minute jog from here. I’m sure I could just run through the storm. Or, I could just as likely head in the wrong direction, deeper into the woods. I compare the feeling I have now, sitting in this creepy room, to the feeling I might have if I came across a bear or pack of wolves in the dark forest. At least in here, I won’t be torn to shreds. Thunder cracks again and I tense suddenly. No longer overheated, I begin shaking. I’m freezing. I might as well be outside, it's so cold in here. I grab the blanket and wrap myself up. I’m not sure how much I have slept, but sunrise should only be a few hours away. Though I wouldn’t know, the way this storm continues to hit so heavily. I slowly begin to warm up. Refusing to lay down, I lean against the cold wall of the bedroom.
I don’t even remember closing my eyes when I wake up, yet again, drenched in sweat. This time, lying on my side, facing the door. I feel nauseated. Almost dehydrated. As if I had sweated out all bodily fluids. The storm is worse now than it’s been all night. The lightning flashes through the, what I could see now, were tattered and worn curtains, and I notice immediately, the bedroom door is wide open. Thunder shakes the cabin. Sweat drips off my nose, but I fight the urge to uncover myself. I feel as though I’m being watched and since I haven't moved yet, my instincts imploring me to remain still. I stare into the darkness outside the bedroom door. Lightning illuminates the room, but beyond the door frame is an empty-pitch black.
In this position I can’t see the window, but I can see the picture, which remains on the floor. I dart my eyes between the empty doorway and the photo; every so often the light from a flash of lightning engulfs my surroundings. And I notice. The photo, lying broken on the floor, still portrays through yellow and orange fades, a doorway. But, I can’t see the figure. The once dark shadow given eyes from broken glass. Wind howls through the cracks in the walls. Cracks I don’t remember being visible when I first arrived. My slippery, sweat soaked fingers, grip the damp blanket tightly. Creaks, groans, and moans sing throughout the cabin. The smell of mold seeps through my blanket. I stare, wide-eyed, into the black void of the hallway and notice- sparkles. Two very small glistening lights shining subtlety. Only a few inches off the ground.
My breath catches. I can feel the blood leave my face, hands, and feet. I try to hold still but I can’t stop shaking, though I’m so overheated. I feel nauseous. Lightning flashes and for a second the room is painted in light, but the hallway remains dark. Except for the eyes staring back at me. Breathing shallowly, I try my best not to move. I wonder if the owner had a cat I didn’t know about, or, something- anything to make sense of this. Impulsively I swallow- my dry mouth breaking my stillness. The sound of muscles contracting and squeezing throughout my head is the loudest noise in the room. Suddenly, the eyes at the edge of the darkness begin to slowly rise. I watch as they do. I gasp as the once glowing eyes fade to a worn yellow and raise to a foot off the floor. Then two feet. Three feet. Four. A loud creaking noise begins to grow from the hallway as if weight on the boards grows heavier and heavier with every passing second.
The creaking of wood becomes rhythmic, like breathing. This breathing grows longer, and louder, as the eyes grow bigger, and brighter. The walls shake violently and the window begins to rattle louder. The clap of thunder is one after another and lightning is so persistence, the room is lit almost every second. The bright yellow eyes are now six feet off the ground, rising further- and growing larger. As lightning flashes from outside, the outline of a figure begins to slowly take form around the eyes. The eyes reach the top of the door frame, but only continue to disappear above it. This isn’t a cat, a dream, or the old man. I need to run. Run, before whatever is out there, decides to come into here. Without any rational thinking, I thrash my arms and legs out from underneath the covers and step onto the icy floor. I lunge for my backpack. Lightning flashes and the menacing eyes, now as big as dinner plates, lower back into frame. I grab the strap of my bag and a large, dark, claw-like hand grips the door frame; so hard, I hear the door jamb begin to fracture and splinter. With the few steps I have I rush toward the window and, using the backpack as a shield, I crash through the thin glass and land on sticks and dirt. The only noise louder than the thunder and shattering glass, is the high-pitched scream from the hallway.
I tumble to the ground and rush to my feet. But I stop. Shielding my eyes from the light, I squint; the sun bathing me in it’s warmth. I drop my backpack and wait for my eyes to adjust. Something is not right. I take a couple of steps forward, twigs and glass crunching beneath me. I turn around and see the broken window. The cabin itself is tattered, old, and broken. Abandoned. It doesn’t appear to be in safe standing at all. But I slept in there. I stumble around for a moment. Trees and hills extend as far as I can see. The lush forest I once hiked yesterday is still dense and without escape. I can see smoke in the distance and hear the sound of a cars honking every so often. The town I was looking for was in the opposite direction I once came.
I walk around to the front of the cabin. The wooden sign I had seen was still there. “AIRBNB” spray-painted on the front of the sign. The bright graffiti covered the once cautionary, now withered, notice from the community nearby. “Do Not Enter. Derelict. Subject to Demolition.” Police tape that once covered the entrance is scattered across the ground. What strains remained wrapped to the cabin blew carelessly in the wind. I sling my backpack around my shoulder and walk back around toward the broken window. The room I slept in was destroyed. Sunlight peeks through broken boards; the walls and ceiling. Water drips from multiple areas, the storm’s presence remained still. The mattress is covered with faded stains and protruding springs. The blanket I had gripped from sheer terror lay tattered and shredded on the floor. The bedroom’s door is shattered, dangling off a hing. I could tell from the water damage it had been like this for decades. And the picture, leaning against the wall, is on the floor. The photo of the gentleman, standing in a doorway. His yellow eyes staring directly into mine.
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2021.10.20 07:48 LVNBXL99 22 (M) looking for Belgian people on Reddit! Anyone here from Belgium?? Hit me up so we can link up

Any Belgian people on this sub? Looking to expand the Belgian community!
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2021.10.20 07:48 Orange2218 You are looking through your window when you see that your neighbour is getting brutally murdered by a person in his house. As you were looking, the murderer makes eye contact with you. What do you do immediately?

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2021.10.20 07:48 Potato_Stik Which Mario character is the Prettiest

After about 1 day I will go through and I will make a poll on the 5 most popular I will make a poll on if the question has more then 50 comments.
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2021.10.20 07:48 0AmiraK0 Since the trophy League I could not go back to zero brawleur please supercell do something, nerf Brock ,remove the minus 2 by showdown plus and listen to the 25,30 thousend trophy for the nerf and thé buff more like if you are in the same situation

Since the trophy League I could not go back to zero brawleur please supercell do something, nerf Brock ,remove the minus 2 by showdown plus and listen to the 25,30 thousend trophy for the nerf and thé buff more like if you are in the same situation submitted by 0AmiraK0 to Brawlstars [link] [comments]


2021.10.20 07:48 Demiromo Old boat house, Kona Bay Lake Winnipesaukee NH (2) Nikon D850 Nikon 28-300mm at 300mm f8 1/200

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2021.10.20 07:48 TheChickensCreed They always come in clutch

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2021.10.20 07:48 Dtharme More reinforcements for my Arbites army. A wheeled Chimera and a patrol squad (based on the Fifth Element police). And a quick build bit of junk terrain!

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2021.10.20 07:48 yobdasenca Seeking: Arabic, Catalan Offering: Spanish, English, French

Hey! I'm a Spanish 18 year-old native speaker from Spain who's currently started to learn Arabic -I'm a complete beginner for now so I haven't made up my mind yet about dialects, I'll probably choose the Levantine (Lebanon especially) one, but for the moment I'm happy to learn the basics in MSA/Fusha.
What I mean by begginer is that I basically know nothing. I started studying some weeks ago so I can read (not quite fluently though), I know some grammar rules, some verbs, words and basic phrases but I'm really starting from scratch. Now, I'd love to find either a learning partner (someone who's at the same stage as me and who'd like to share their impressions/methods etc. and practise with me what we learn along the way) or a fluent speakenative person who can I practise mostly pronunciation (mine is beyond terrible) and basic sentences with, and who can also guide me throughout some of the dialectology and culture of the Arabic-speaking world.
Now, helping someone at such a low level can be tedious (I'm sorry) but in exchange I can assist you in the languages mentioned above. I'm a Spanish citizen and my accent is a neutral Castilian one, with no "leísmo" and almost no other grammatical incorrections (I've polished the latter, since I'm quite passionate about anything related to languages), and through helping others I've learnt to speak slowly and clearly. I know a fair grasp of grammar and I can also help you practise your speaking, pronunciation, musicality etc. while we also learn about the history, geography, art of literature of the Hispanic world (the subjects I mentioned are some of my passions as well, and we can use them as topics for an intermediate/advanced conversation) . We could read poems by Lorca or Bécquer, comment the paintings of Picasso or Velázquez (you could, for instance, describe them and give me your opinion, what they make you feel, so as to improve your expression and oral production in Spanish), and discuss any aspect of the Spanish and Iberoamerican history you'd like to go over, in order to develop your ability to debate in the language. These are only some ideas I've just thought about, but there can be many more ways to get you to know the Spanish culture and language. I'm also (or I'd like to consider myself) fluent in English and French, so I can be your conversation buddy. I believe to have a comprehensible accent in both languages, as well as a good amount of vocabulary and knowledge about them, so I'm eager to get to know you guys.
If you've read everything, or even if you haven't, and you're interested, please send me a DM on Reddit so that we can get in contact on Discord, I'm open to voice chatting as well as texting :)
PS: I don't mention it along the text, but I've recently moved to Alicante (València, Comunitat Valenciana, País Valencià or however you want to call it, Spain) and I'd be interested in finding someone I can speak with in Catalan/Valencian. I'm a false begginer, so I'd need to improve a lot, but I can understand most of what's being said in the Western accent.
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2021.10.20 07:48 mental_mooncake Laid Back - Bakerman

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2021.10.20 07:48 Fantastic-Accident68 Молитва Моноліта

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2021.10.20 07:48 Batldingar I finally released my first app! (a mobile game) Would love some feedback!

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2021.10.20 07:48 kongjnr Belfast Telegraph Building - Gig entry requirements

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2021.10.20 07:48 raymondspogo Utah student arrested after planning event 'like Columbine,' police say

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