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2020.12.02 15:25 Skelezomperman [FE4 Character Discussion] Examining the Crusaders #40 - Finn, Lance of Legend

Welcome back to Examining the Crusaders, the series where we look at all of the playable characters in Fire Emblem: Genealogy of the Holy War. Last time we looked at Leif, Prince of Leonster, who will do anything to help his people and accomplish the dream of unifying Thracia. Today we are going to look at the only character who is playable in both generations of the game, that being Finn, Lance of Legend.
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To understand Finn, we must first review what has happened with him up until the point where he joins in the second generation. Finn appeared in the first generation as a young squire who accompanied Quan and Ethlyn to the battlefield when Sigurd first fought the Verdanians. Finn formed a close friendship with his liege Quan during that time as he proved himself to be a more than capable fighter despite his youth. He leaves Sigurd’s army after Chapter 3 along with Quan and Ethlyn when they return to Leonster to get more reinforcements. It is at some point during the end of the first generation when the Aed Massacre happens in which Quan and Ethlyn were killed by a surprise attack by Thracian dragon knights led by Travant; their daughter Altena was presumably killed as well and the legendary Gae Bolg lance was lost. Finn was not present at the time as he was instead in Leonster taking care of Quan’s infant son Leif; the incident weighed down upon him heavily as it killed his closest friends.
For the rest of the intervening period, Finn would be on the run with Leif along with various other people including Lachesis’ daughter Nanna who stuck with them after Lachesis had left in her fateful journey to get her son Diarmuid; he had been forced to raise Leif in the absence of his parents. Shortly before the beginning of Chapter 7, Leif had raised a rebellion presumably with Finn’s support; however, when the chapter begins they are in dire straits as the rebellion failed...
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Chapter 7 introduction: Finn rides into Leonster castle. Leif asks him if he has heard anything on the status of the other division; Finn delivers the grave news that all of the soldiers who went to Alster were killed. Leif is angered to hear that their best chance had failed and says that he wants to strangle Blume now. He is stopped by Finn, who warns him to calm down as Lewyn is bringing Seliph’s liberation army to help them; until then, they will have to ride out the siege. Leif recalls that Seliph is the son of his father’s friend Sigurd and comes up with the idea that they can combine forces to fight against the Empire more effectively. Nanna agrees and adds that if they lose now, then the deaths of the soldiers at Alster will have been in vain; she suggests that they flee Leonster to the west. Leif concurs and decides to play defensive until Seliph can arrive with help.
We meet Finn here when he comes back from scouting for Leif; he is forced to deliver the devastating news that the Alster mission failed. Hearing this causes Leif to become angry and he feels an impulse to go kill Blume himself. Finn however has been through this situation before and knows better; he warns his liege to calm down as doing something rash like that would not be productive. This shows that Finn, unlike in the first generation, has gotten experience from his trials over the past 20 years.
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Chapter 7 conversation with Larcei: Finn spots Larcei and asks her who she is; Larcei, confused, introduces herself. Finn is in a daze but Larcei asks him why he is staring at her; Finn apologizes and tells her that she looks like someone he knew. She greatly resembles his former lover who he last saw during the first war; since then, he has looked for her. Larcei asks what his lover’s name was, to which Finn responds that she was named Ayra. Larcei is caught by surprise by this and asks if he is kidding about that.
Chapter 7 conversation with Lana: Finn spots Lana and asks her who she is; Lana, confused, introduces herself. Finn is in a daze but Lana asks him why he is staring at her; Finn apologizes and tells her that she looks like someone he knew. She greatly resembles his former lover who he last saw during the first war; since then, he has looked for her. Lana asks him if she was his wife, and he replies that yes, his former lover was his wife. Lana then asks what his lover’s name was, to which Finn responds that she was named Edain. Lana is caught by surprise by this because Edain is Lana’s mother.
Finn in Chapter 7 will have a conversation with Larcei, Lana, or Nanna if she is his daughter (i.e., Finn married Ayra, Edain, or Lachesis during the course of the first generation). The Larcei and Lana conversations are a bit more generic and are nearly identical to each other. Finn sees this girl who looks so much like the woman whom he fell in love with 20 years ago yet was forced to part with because of the war; familiar to the point of almost being her child. Of course to their surprise, Finn turns out to be their father. The conversation ends here of course as the daughter realizes that Finn is her father.
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Chapter 7 conversation with Nanna: Finn asks Nanna how she is doing; she tells her father that she is doing fine and that he doesn’t need to worry about her. Finn remarks that Nanna is getting to be bold like her mother; it’s almost as if he was talking to Lachesis as he was 20 years before. Nanna then angrily asks Finn why he let her mother run off by herself (to Aed) if he really loved her; Finn answers that this dispute is not her business and is a private matter between himself and Lachesis. Nanna tries to interject but is interrupted by Finn, who tells her that she will understand when she is older.
Finn’s conversation with Nanna is much more interesting. Finn checks in on his daughter, and she’s confident that she doesn’t need to be checked upon because she will be fine. It reminds Finn so much about his love, about how she was always determined to do things her own way...harkening back to his interactions with her when they were both young, before everything went south. Finn trails off into reminiscing about that time before Nanna interrupts him to ask him why he let Lachesis leave by herself on her ill-fated trip to get Diarmuid. Bringing this up opens another wound for Finn and rather than talking about it, he gets Nanna to drop it by saying that what happened was between him and Lachesis alone, something which only an adult like him would understand. But it’s still a tragedy for Finn regardless of how amicable or not their separation may have been, and his reluctance to discuss what happened shows that.
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Chapter 8 conversation with Leif: Finn tells Leif that protecting the Thracian peninsula is their duty as the remnants of House Leonster; they must persevere no matter what. Leif replies that he has always dreamed of the day when Leonster is free, the people are saved from Blume, and his father’s dreams are realized; he adds that he is prepared to die if needed to accomplish this. Finn chastises Leif for saying this as a future king like him cannot do something so rash. Leif acknowledges that Finn is right and apologizes. He recalls how Finn had worked so hard to protect him and made sacrifices in doing so, even to the point of starving himself so Leif could have food. It is only now that Leif realized that Finn had made these sacrifices, he says, and he adds that he will always be grateful to Finn. Finn tells Leif that his father had dreamt of uniting Thracia after generations of strife; while he may be gone, Leif continues to live and with him is the chance of finally uniting Thracia.
Finn lectures Leif on how they must persevere because of their duty to protect the peninsula, their duty as the heirs to Njorun’s legacy. Leif once again says something rash, this time that he would be prepared to die if it means that the dream of uniting Thracia is accomplished; Finn has to talk Leif down as it would be foolish for the symbol of the nation to die. Leif then reflects on what Finn did for him, and we see a picture of what exactly Finn was doing in those intervening 16 years between Belhalla and now. Finn had gone on the run to raise Leif who isn’t even his child and he had made sacrifices so Leif could grow up in relative comfort; he even went without food at times so Leif could eat. What dedication this is for Finn to have done all of this and take Leif in as if he were his own son! And still, even today Finn supports Leif to try to accomplish Leif’s father’s dream - the dream of bringing peace and unity to Thracia.
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Chapter 9 introduction: Leif asks Finn if something is wrong as he has been quiet since they have left Munster; Finn responds by asking Leif if he saw a dragon knight on top of the mountains near Munster. Leif replies that yes, he did see this dragon knight and asks if there was something off with her. Finn says that he saw that she was wielding the Gáe Bolg and had an aura similar to that of Leif’s father, the aura associated with one that carries the major blood of Njorun. Leif starts to realize what Finn is insinuating and asks him to clarify what he means; Finn replies that the only possible explanation is that Altena did not in fact die at Aed and that the Gáe Bolg was not lost there either. Leif asks why Altena would be with the Thracian army; Finn infers that Altena had been taken by Travant and raised by him as his own daughter. Leif is momentarily awed that Travant, a man whom he perceives as a monster, would do something so humane. This awe is shattered when Finn continues onto why Travant would do this; he guesses that Travant had done it to have the power of the Gáe Bolg on his side. Leif is disgusted by the notion that Travant used Altena as a sort of weapon and tells Finn that he wants to somehow help her so they can avenge their parents. Finn tells Leif that he thinks that Leif is the only person who can convince her of the truth as her brother; he begs him to go open her heart and save her.
Finn saw the lady dragon knight, as did Leif, and he came to the stunning conclusion that the knight is in fact Altena, Leif’s older brother who was presumed to have been killed at Aed. Finn pauses a lot during this conversation which shows that it is difficult for him to have come to this realization, that he is still processing all of the emotions that come with this. Finn ends the conversation by begging Leif to save Altena; it shows that he is so emotionally invested in getting Altena back, and we’ll see that coming up.
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Chapter 9 conversation with Travant: Travant greets the famous Finn and mocks him for still “clinging on to life.” Finn tells Travant to prepare himself as he will avenge his lord now; Travant retorts that a commoner like Finn could never scratch him and takes Finn fighting as a readiness to die.
Travant knows Finn somehow, and the fact that he knows who Finn is serves as a testament to how much of a legend Finn is. A warrior with no holy blood like him would normally be unacknowledged, but Finn (somewhat like Reinhardt in FE5) is just so skilled at fighting that everyone across Thracia knows of him, and Travant himself seems to want to kill him. Finn of course wants to avenge his lords.
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Chapter 9 conversation with Altena: Finn asks for Altena’s pardon and introduces himself to her; he says that it is an honor to meet her again. Altena tells him that she has heard about him from Leif; she cannot thank him enough for what he did for Leif. Finn thanks Altena for this but extends an apology to her for not searching for her as he never thought that she would still be alive, let alone be alive so close to where they were. Finn then starts crying and Altena asks him why he is crying. Finn apologizes to her for crying in front of her. Altena then remembers a moment from when she was young and was fond of Finn, even trying to catch his attention; Finn then breaks down again.
The turning point has come for Finn. Most of his adult life has been, to put it in vulgar terms, shitty. His lords - not just his lords, his closest friends - violently killed in an inhospitable desert with him powerless to do anything, their daughter presumably dead as well; his country was taken over by Grannvale, with Finn being forced to go on the run and make sacrifices so his lords’ son could grow up well; if he married (Lachesis), his wife even was lost to the tragedy that is this story. But now, Finn finally has a good moment for him as Altena was found and brought to their side. In spite of this happiness, Finn still feels that he didn’t do enough; he can’t enjoy the moment and has to try to apologize to Altena for not searching for her. It’s irrational for one to have expected him to do this when he didn’t know of Altena still living (and Altena understands this), but for Finn nothing less than perfection is acceptable.
And yet here is when the emotions finally overwhelm Finn. For seventeen years Finn had to hold in his grief, sadness, and angst that came from all these terrible things, and he did do that as he showed only the blank thousand yard stare. But as Finn apologizes to Altena, the floodgates open, and Finn finally cries to let out all of the emotions; not even his pride as a knight could stop him. Altena recalling her moment with him as a child only worsens it as all of the memories of the good times he had before all this started flow back to him; Finn finally has a good release of all of his emotions that he has desperately needed - and deserved, for the good work he has put in for everyone around him.
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Ending if Leif is alive: Finn will tell Seliph that he is going home just as Leif is and wishes him the best health. Seliph will thank Finn for aiding his family for over 20 years; Finn will say that he is merely a servant of House Leonster who has followed his lieges. Seliph tells Finn that Thracia is in his hands and hopes that he will assist Leif in rebuilding; Finn responds that he will do all he can to accomplish Quan’s dream of Thracia becoming peaceful.
Finn finally gets to go home, but his journey is not yet over: he will continue to faithfully come to Leif’s assistance as his lord takes on the task of rebuilding Thracia. He takes no credit for what he’s done of course because he is that devoted to the knightly virtue of humility; all he wants to do is look forward to the future that they have all earned but which work must still be put towards.
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Ending if Leif is dead: Finn will tell Seliph that he is going home and wishes him the best health. Seliph will thank Finn for aiding his family for over 20 years; Finn will say that he is merely a servant of House Leonster who has followed his lieges. However, he adds that he is a disgrace as he failed to protect Leif when he needed him most. Seliph tells Finn not to blame himself for Leif’s death as it is his fault as well; he adds that Thracia is in Finn’s hands and asks him to help its people. Finn affirms that he will do so if it helps him atone for the deaths of Quan and Leif.
In this scenario, Finn has the tragedy of Leif having died on his watch as well. He still goes back to Thracia to atone for his lieges whom he feels he failed, with that shortcoming always haunting him for the rest of his life...
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Final thoughts: Finn draws similar parallels to Oifey and Shannan, the other two children of the first generation who return in the second generation, but he has to face even harder trials than them. Finn was faced with the herculean task of becoming one of the strongest crusaders without even carrying a drop of holy blood in his veins. He suffered the tragedy of much of his family being wiped out at Aed and had no time to stop and mourn because of the invasion by Thracia that came shortly thereafter; he then was forced to go on the run with Leif and make immense sacrifices in that regard so Leif could grow up to realize the dream that Quan had left behind. As he comes back to the game, he continues to be the loyal advisor to Leif that reins him in and holds him back from doing rash things that would otherwise spell disaster for the effort; there’s no denying how much of an impact Finn had. Yet he refuses to take credit for what he did, instead choosing to focus on his perceived shortcomings as he continues to try to improve. He never so much as even showed emotion up until when Altena spoke to him; here, Finn reached his breaking point and finally was able to take a well deserved and needed moment to release his emotions.
To summarize and bring everything back together, Finn is Fire Emblem’s answer to Job. Tragedy after tragedy, ordeal after ordeal is thrown at Finn, and the situation asks things of him that most people just wouldn’t be able to do under this pressure. Yet Finn shows no sign of breaking; he remains steadfastly committed to his goal and to accomplishing what his lords want to do, accomplishing the dream of uniting Thracia. It’s no surprise that in the nearly 25 years that Jugdral has existed, Finn has consistently been one of the most popular characters from this game, and it’s for these reasons why Finn is my personal favorite character in the series.
Thank you for reading this long awaited episode of Examining the Crusaders. Next time we are going to take a look at Finn’s (adopted/biological) daughter, Nanna, Nordion Princess and her substitute Jeanne. Until then!
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2020.12.02 14:14 Omnissiah011 My Horror story

Hi! I’m Ed and this is mine horror story. (I literally imagine that everyone in the therapy room saying “Hi Ed” at once).
A few months ago I started listening to CritCrab, and other channels which are reading horror stories, and it was interesting. I didn’t think that one day I will write out of my mind, cuz this actually helps me to process what happened. So, let me start at the beginning.
At the end June I found a new ttrpg for myself, its name is Degenesis, and personally I would like to spread its beauty, cuz the setting is interesting and the writing of the book is almost poetic. In the late 21st century the world ended when a meteorite swarm hit the Earth, leaving Europe the only remaining continent. The story takes place 500 years after this event, when the meteorites spreads their gift to the ground, a hive minded spore named Sepsis, and shortly it makes mutants and stuff, but this isn’t a book review so I should go back on track.
I immediately fell in love with the world of Degenesis, and I wanted to run and play in this game, so I ordered the books…. all of ’em (btw all the pdfs are free on the website), and when I went through all the primary books I tried to gather some folks to play, and I ended up making a game for my friends. But this wasn’t enough for me, so I wanted to join to game as a player, but my friends didn’t have enough knowledge about the game or they just didn’t wanted so. And that’s why I asked for game on the game’s Discord server, cuz I wanted to work on my English too (I’m not a native English speaker, probably you can see that from my grammer). Nobody wanted to make a game sadly, so I started wandering about that I could try to make a game, so my speaking skills can improve. I quickly found 5 people who willingly join to my cause. And this is where the actual story starts.
For the cast (I changed the names to the characters in game faction name which are basically the classes in Degenesis): We have Scrapper 1, and Scrapper 2, the machinists. Clanner, basically the war boys from Mad Max, or the psycho of Borderlands. Spitalian, the harmacist from the meme, they clean the sepsis with flamethrowers if it’s needed, and heal the population for money. And for last Paler, the problematic player, they are underground creepy people.
I told several times that this will be my first game to GM-ing in a foreign language, and I told them I still learning the rule as everyone else, if I mistake please tell me so I can improve. I told this even before they joined to the game!
The first Session: I actually couldn’t ask for a better start. The players had to track down a device, and get it back for a Chronicler (The tech guy faction in the game) who hired them. I knew it would take several sessions to get even close to the device and the one who stole it, and this didn’t even happened yet. So they started their Journey, there was role playing in the entire time, I loved it, the characters, the scenes, everything. They went for a day and got a tip that there will be bandits on the road, but we ended the session where they wanted to send the Paler for scouting ahead so she could find their camp, or their set up trap on the road. Pale didn’t talk too much, because the player made her socially awkward. The role playing was so great that they asked me to make a role playing text channel, so they can talk while their characters on the road, or in a tavern. So I think I don’t have to say how I was looking forward for next week’s game, but oh boy that was my carrier’s rock bottom… yet.
Session numero 2: The scout was send ahead, while the party was walking on the road so they can catch up with Paler and get to know the location of the Bandits. With a few good roles, she found the tracks of the bandits, but with bad rolls she lost it. Good roles: she found other tracks, and she founded that the bandits set up a trap on the road, so she notified the party before they walked in to (a pretty obvious) trap, than the players attacked the Bandits, and this is where the pure chaos hits in. So Clanner’s player was a bit problematic player, cuz he was playing from phone, ad he couldn’t watch the battle map on Rolle20, couldn’t see his character sheet, and couldn’t roll at a same time, he always needed a few minutes to react in his own turn, and he constantly forgot to mute his microphone so we could heard him talking to someone else (which is a understandable thing, family is more important than a game, but always mute yourself!), the party warned him about his microphone several times. The other problem was the fight, I was new into this game, and mostly this was everyone’s first fight with the new system, it was a mess, and Clanner didn’t made it easier. This chaos was my mistake to. Long fight short: Scrapper 1, Clanner, and Spitalian obliterated the bandits, and got two for prisoner’s, so they can give them to the judges (basically cowboy-witchhunter looking dredd judges, they are badass tho), while Paler and Scrapper two weren’t hitting anything beside the ground and the trees. When the fight ended Paler told me she need a break after this mess, so we made pause-time for a bit. When she got back, she told that she is too frustrated for the game, what I completely understood, so we ended session two there. After she left the channel, she texted me. She complained about Clanner, and was thinkin’ about leavin’ the game because of the frustration he caused. I tried to calm her dawn, I tried to made solutions for Clanner’s mistakes, but she was indivertible, she wanted him leave, or she will. I was with her, she helped me with Rolle20, she was kind, and helpful, so yes. I still wanted to give him one more chance, but then I would lost a good helping hand, so I wrote to every group member if they are agree with Clanner’s ban, and we all did. This was my first time when I had to make someone leave one of my game. I was still looking forward to the game, cuz I loved the roleplaying scenes.
Session 3, the last session yet: The party looted the bandit’s camp, and they sent Clanner back weith a stolen cart to an old bartender whose husband died because of the bandits. Then they reached a town, lot of roleplaying, I loved it. They gave the bandits to the judges, than they were notified by scrapper 1’s friend there is a few fake spitalian in the city who are probably working with the one who stole their target (but that man is still in another town far away). So they went there, and sent Paler to scout the enemy’s hiding spot. They found a house, most of the windows’ curtains were close, but one. She asked me if she could open it, I told her she will need to get tool She asked me if is there any other way to open it without a tool, I said no, if you want to remain quiet, then she went back to the party and reported, without listening, or doing anything else at the building. They went to the house, Scrapper 1, and Spitalian whipped out everything, while Paler and Scrapper two broke the window behind the building, and got in to the house, they just lost movement, but that was enough so they didn’t get any kill. They recovered some stolen spitalian suite, which later was gave back to the faction, then they went to a tavern, roleplaying. But there was something missing. After the session ended I realised what I was missed from the game, the Paler’s roleplaying. She mostly was quiet whole the time, she didn’t wrote dawn anything about what she was doing, no reactions, no facial expressions, which is important for a socially awkward character.
2 irl days later morning: I noticed a lot of messages in the discord group chat, I was tired, and messed up that morning, so I started reading slowly with my own comfort… the first two sentences then I read every message with an increasing tempo, and I was devastated cuz what I read. She started complaining that I didn’t give her enough chance to prove her scouting skills and it was useless, how the combat was bad, how I didn’t let her do anything with that window, how the rules were bad, and how she was unable to do anything in combat and how she doesn’t have any fun. I understand it. The rest of the players tried to talk and reason with her, Spitalian came up with some homebrew rule (which I like personally). At morning I wasn’t able to answer her problems (online classes), so when I looked at the messages later I found the a shocking text at the group text: “Yes, I agree. The problem is not the game system.” Translation: you are suck. I believe I don’t have to say this hurt me. So I finally wrote my answer with my problems:
“Yes the learning the rules are difficult in a new game, but fortunately the d6 system is flexible enough to create some new one, so we can improve the gameplay. And I'm glad to Spitalian for his helping hands with the ideas. But there is one thing what's bothering me. You mentioned that your scouting was meaningless, because you didn't had any option to actually control the situation. Like break in to that house. I didn't said you can't do that. I said you need to use some tool. I don't know this is because of my lack of English, or anything but I didn't hint with this that you can't do anything at that situation. You just had to found a tool, a wire, a sword or an axe would perfectly do it. I believe you know this isn't a video game. You have to creative. Use the environment so on, this is for other ttrpgs too. Creativity is the most important thing. You guys can craft weapons tools what aren't in the book, make inventions, you can outplay me. And yes this is difficult for me, because I have to count in meter not in feet which I used to because of ttrpgs, and yes I know there as a few problems in the first fight because of the distance problems, and because sometimes I forget how to do things. I'm working on these problems. Constantly. And I will try to make more options for you in scouting, controlling the battlefield if it will be needed, and not just for Paler, for everyone. I'm sorry if you don't have fun Paler. Try to participate more in roleplaying. I have no idea why but most of the players who are playing a socially awkward character think if your character is mostly mute in the whole session that means you roleplaying. I'm sorry but that's not true. You can role play without your character's lips, you can do things, watch, having emotions on your face, write dawn the details of your actions. That is roleplaying I believe.
You can blame me or the game for not having fun, maybe your right, I'm not the best GM, and I never will be, and I don't even wanna be, I just wanna be a good GM. Spread fun. Make a good community. But you have to participate in every actions, not just scouting. I know that you said your character will open up a little bit eventually. But I'm still playing role play with your character not just her voice, her actions too. She should be a living being not just a voice in the eternal void of the world.
I love your characters, and I love when everyone can say something and think. I love the character dynamic, and I'm looking forward to see how the characters will change in time.”
Her respond: “Wow. There was a way to handle this, and this was not it.” Than Scrapper 1 started agreeing with me, than she immediately left to group. I was sad, really really sad. With this and irl problems I almost collapsed. I asked her how it could have been handled Batter, and I have expressed my confusion since I (believe) was calm and open to solution, her respond shocked me again:
“I'm sure that you believe that. But what you said was offensive and turned your repeated mistakes in to blaming me for my own unhappiness.
Being quiet and the reasons I wasn't able to RP were directly tied to your misinterpretations or the rules and not allowing me to succeed at any task.
I have ZERO interest in discussing it with you further.”
I wanted to answer, how rude this is from her, and how she could try to do th… SHE BLOCKED ME before I could sent her my answer. Then I went back to the group text channel and I wrote: “Alright guys... I'm sorry but I think I'm done”. I was broke, in pieces. Words couldn’t said how desperate was I am (but numbers can 665/10). I didn’t wanted to continue anything, I just wanted to cry (manly) in a corner of my home. But my players didn’t let me. All the remaining of the group asked me to don’t let this break me down, things like this happens. Of course I still feel that partly I’m responsible for this, but now I can see some kind of “that girl” in this situation. My players convinced me to keep the game, they told me I’m doin’ it right, and this warmed my hearth. And the group even got a new player.
TL; DR: New game for a GM who needs to improve his English, player don’t have lack in fight, after game she makes me ban another (problematic) player before I can see if my solutions even work for the problem, in the second session. In the third session she don’t talk, and almost doesn’t done anything. After session she blames me how she didn’t have fun, and how bad GM I was, I tried to calm the woman down, than she says I handled the situation badly, player tried to convince her, she left the game. I asked her how would she handle the situation, she blames, and blocks me. The players didn’t want me to quit because of this, and I stay hopefully to improve my skills and make a fun game.
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2020.12.02 11:25 Pie_Dealer_co Envious of all the parent support you guys get.

Hey all just wanted to say how envious (in a good way) i am that your finding support in your friends and parrents. It leaves me so pleasently surpirsed... please cherish that your so lucky.
I also like most started experimenting with girl clothes when i was around 14-15. I dont know what led to that but i think i always had something in me for tight clothings and by 14-15 i was allready looking at girls in awesome corset lingerie on the net and i guess my brain was just wired to want to know the felling of lingerie and those corsets.
I collected my strenght and actually went to another city and browsed the lingerie section in a mall and actually got a corset and matching panties (that i miss to this day as they dont make such designs anymore). I was so nervous and scared i must have scouted the store at least 7 times... my face was red as a tomato but i got it.
I managed to smuggle my corset and tried to hide it. Thing is i did not have a room for myself and my mom is putting her nose everywhere (even now when i am 28 and live with my gf in another city and i decide to share somrthing) and you guessed it she found my treasure... i could not think of any lie back then why is there a white silky corset between my things. Lets say that all hell broke loose... my father,grandpa,grandma, uncle even classroom teacher got informed for some reason. Lets say that i was made fun off, beaten(by my father on several occasions as it turned out he hates gays...even though i am not gay) and my parents were ashamed of me and were distrustfull of me for years maybe even now.
Even though i left home when i was 18 they went through my stuff in secret everytime they visited and was not monitoring them up until i was 23 and was confronted once again because they found my gf lingerie (of course i told them to fuck off and that they not visiting me to go through stored boxes that is unacceptable and wont be tolerated). After that i just dont leave them alone if they are home. Either me or my gf is keeping them constant company. You can imagine how tense i am everytime they visit and that i dont like them in my home...just dont trust them. I guess they dont sense it cause part of me still loves them and is happy to see them.
Thing is being in this sub i still dress up fem from time to time and my gf is fine with it... actually says that my ass rivals a porn stars one when in thongs. So i found acceptance in her.
My connection with my parents is damaged beyond repair... i learned to lie, hide stuff from them and generally keep them in the dark for almost all things in my life. They know nothing of my interests, desires, if i go on vacations. Just the bare minimum .Thing is i would love to have a wholesome connection with my parents where i trust them and i am being accepted, trusted and respected. I have tried extending olive branches... but its just not working.
So cherish how lucky you guys are :)
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2020.12.02 09:34 blackeyeliner_yeah The Men Turn to Dogs

It started with the Girl Scouts In a mansion with the hangout Quickly turned psychedelic With a hint of archangelic
I was running Couldn’t seem to find a way out And the elevator button Took me all the way to hell no doubt
The men were chasing me And every time I try to plea Another person in a cage Yells for me to disengage
I hide in the halls While I hear them coughing up lungs The men turn to dogs With one of them being my fall
After it all we reflect At the spot it all happened And when all is said and all is done We never really left
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2020.12.02 08:20 a15minutestory [WP] “You’ve reached 911. This service is no longer operational. All citizens are advised to seek shelter. Goodbye.” [Part 42]

We'd helped Voight load his golem into a cart and were persuaded by a growing mob to get hell outta dodge. Voight returned home to gather the funds together, Grom made east to make preparations for the journey and Mora traveled alongside the two of us before splitting off to inform the elders of her clan what was about to happen. The enormity of what we were about to do was beginning to settle in on me as Deacon and I relaxed in a hot spring on the outskirts of a southeastern town called Edgewave Village. It was situated on towering cliffs that overlooked the Gallian Ocean. Were I not filled with existential dread, I would been completely captivated by the overwhelmingly beautiful scenery that spilled out before us.
"Kid, calm down. It's gone' be alright."
"No, Deacon, it might not be alright." I argued. "I mean, I almost lost against that iron golem. Am I really supposed to be our ace in the hole against a Lich? I mean... I've only had my whole 'resistance to magic' shtick tested by one spell. Like what if she just didn't cast it right?"
Deacon was leaning back on his elbows, his gaze resting on the ocean's horizon as the sun kissed the waves on its way down for the night. Smoke billowed from his mouth as he moved his cigarette to the other corner of his mouth and then back again.
"Well..." He paused. "I suppose it's a good thing we get tomorrow to enjoy ourselves."
I narrowed my eyes, "What? What do you mean by that?"
He lifted the little wooden cup to his mouth and sipped on the strong alcoholic beverage provided by the spa. "I'm just sayin," he readjusted himself before continuing. "I'm just sayin' these might be our last couple of days... I don't want to spend em' stressin' out over what may or may not happen."
I gritted my teeth. "You've lived a long life, Deacon. I haven't."
"Then maybe you oughtta listen to me," he shot back. "Maybe I know a thing or two about a thing or two." He stared at me, unblinking and not breaking eye contact. I finally conceded and looked away.
"All I'm saying, Deacon..."
"I know what you're sayin', and I'm askin' you to listen to what I'm sayin'. Maybe we die horribly and that's that, but there ain't no use in agonizin' over it until we do. The water's hot. The drinks are cold. The weather is perfect. And man would you ever look at that ocean?" He smiled and took another drink. I sighed and poured the meager amount of liquid in my cup down my throat. I could hardly taste it anyways. I leaned forward and fiddled with my fingers as I stared out over the ocean.
"Do you think they'll be after us?" I asked, thinking back to our conversation after we'd left Fellhollow.

"Are we really going to trust Voight based on that crystal he gave you?" I asked Deacon. "I mean, I know Grom says it couldn't have been him, but who else could have murdered all of those people and their golems in that tavern?"
"No," Mora spoke before Deacon could. "It wasn't the Ganji kid."
Deacon and I both eyed Mora. It was a bold statement.
"I reckon you wanna tell us somethin'?" Deacon pressed.
The Elven priestess stared straight ahead with a forlorn expression in her eyes. After a period of silence and a hard swallow, she began.
"I've seen it before... The same gruesome spectacle. A scene such as that... It really makes you question whether or not morality is an inherent quality of people." She closed her eyes, "I was only a young girl when I saw it for the first time. They were nomads; new in town... A group of Orcish traders from the mountains with exotic garbs and dishes to trade and sell with the flatlanders, as they referred to us. However they suffered a mishap and ended having a lot of their food go bad. My father established a trade agreement between our two tribes to keep them fed."
"Nice thing to do," Deacon chimed in.
"My father was a nice man. Now the Orcs... in case the two of you have never seen one, they're scary looking people to a little Elven girl. They're tall, built like fortresses, a dark shade of green and have a pair of big teeth that protrude from their bottom jaw and overlap their upper lip. But they were so kind to me. There was one among them, gods be praised I can't recall his name- but he was so good with us kids. He would let us climb on him, wrestle with him, and he'd always let us win." She lifted her fist to her mouth and chuckled softly. Her smile quickly faded however.
"One afternoon, we had just unloaded the last item on our cart before I overheard them speaking out against Hagel Van Dannenfelser. My father warned them to keep their voices down, but the Orcs... They're such a loud, proud and fearless race of people." She swallowed again, making it evident that she was trying to hold her emotions together. "They just wouldn't listen to him. On the ride back to the forest, my father had the talk with me; the Lich King talk. He gave me some ugly details about the power structure in O'ogan that day. Honestly, I was probably still a little young for that talk. I recall my mother scolding him when we got home." She smiled softly before continuing.
"It was only after we'd already gotten back home that my father realized that one of the little ones had stolen a trinket from the Orcish traders. He lined us all up and after a harsh scolding, finally coerced a confession from the the thief..." She paused and pursed her lips. "It was me." She laughed.
"You rascal," Deacon said with a smile.
"Mora." I half-scolded her.
"I know, I know!" She smiled through glossy eyes. "It belonged to the big gentle one I was talking about earlier. I fished it out of his pocket while we were all wrestling him. I just wanted something of his to remember him by, was all; It wouldn't be wrong to say that I had a teensy little-girl crush on him." She covered her face briefly as the two of us laughed at her. "Oh you two, shut up!" She demanded. "Like the two of you have never had crushes!" She smiled at the both of us.
"Well..." She sniffed. "Father didn't like that one bit. He let into my arse with a switch from a willow tree and loaded me up onto the cart so that we could head back over and return it together. He was going to force me to apologize in front of all of them. I just wanted to die during the whole cart ride." She let out a shaky sigh. I had a inkling of where she was going with this.
"When... When we got back. It was the smell that hit us first. We thought an animal had died nearby. When we rolled into camp, I didn't even know what I was looking at. Father ordered me to stay in the cart and to avert my eyes, but to little Mora that meant get out and investigate." She glanced at me with woeful eyes.
"They were all dead. Hacked to pieces. Could hardly tell that they used to be people except for the tattered and stained clothes all over the ground," She started crying. "Each corner of the camp was marked by a cross-like structure with the bodies..." She covered her mouth.
"We understand," Deacon interjected. "You don't have to say any more."
I spoke up, trying to end her story for her, "So someone perusing their wares was a Van Dan sycophant?"
She nodded and dried her eyes. "Whoever heard the dissenters went and notified The Tribunal."
"The what now?" Deacon asked.
"The Tribunal of the True King," she expanded. "The Tribunal for short. Or you could call them the Death Clergy. The Lich Arm. Father's Eye. They have many names, take your pick. Essentially, if dissent or conspiracy against Hegel Van Dannenfelser is reported to them, they make a swift example of the accused party. Those four crosses are their calling card."
"You don't say..." Deacon remarked. "Any reason why you didn't mention all of this earlier?"
"Yes. The Tribunal are a cruel and powerful collection of individuals and they have eyes and ears everywhere. It's unwise to speak of them or the Lich King in public places."
She reached into her undershirt and produced a necklace that she was wearing under her clothes. It was made of bronze and had an interesting looking pendant attached to it. "This was that trinket I took from him... My father had it made into a necklace for me so that I never forgot the lesson that I learned that day." She tucked it away.
"If I were you two, I would lay low until we head for The Teeth. The Tribunal could be looking for the two of you... and if you thought the fight against Voight's golem was a tough one..."
Deacon closed his eyes and let his head dangle at the edge of his neck. "Kid... I told you, they should be more afraid of us findin' them. Watchin' you have all the fun has got me all riled up. I'm just itchin' for some idgit to pick a fight with me." He smiled at me. "You're not alone in this, kid. Ol' Deacon's got your back. So enjoy yourself for me. Please." He flicked his dead cigarette over the side of the hot springs. "Won't let nothin' happen to ya. Scout's honor."
I don't know if it was the words he chose or just his confidence in the whole matter, but I did feel a lot better after hearing that. Deacon soundly thrashed me the day I picked a fight with him, and I imagine that he still had power to pull from. It was true: I wasn't alone in this. The two moons began to rise over the ocean's surface as night settled in over the continent.
"Now c'mon." He said as he stood up suddenly. "I smell somethin' good cookin' nearby."
I turned my head and grimaced.
"Deacon, for Christ's sake, I just caught full frontal. How about a warning!"
"I finished my cigarette, that was your warnin'!" He laughed as he grabbed his towel and strode past me. I took a deep breath and looked down at the water. It wasn't just me I was worried about. I was worried about Deacon, Mora, and even Grom. I saw images of Charles. Images of Tess and Bruce.
I didn't want to be responsible for killing anyone ever again, even indirectly.
I needed to get stronger and I had very precious little time to do it.
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2020.12.02 07:45 Mullins-51303 Repost

Repost
First of let me just start by saying thank you to everyone who makes this possible for everyone every year.... This world needs a lot more people like y’all all over the world... God bless each and every one of y’all!!!
Hello my name is Alicia, I have a little girl named Ashlyn. She is 7 years old this year and looks forward to Santa coming every year.... we have tried to keep the magic of Christmas alive every year. This year my husband and I are a little behind on some things financially and Christmas looks to be a bust as of now... if you can find it in your heart to help a family in need this year and help us keep the spirt of Christmas alive for her. She is a very well behaved little girl who is always thinking of others before herself... Below is her wishlist
https://www.amazon.com/hz/wishlist/ls/3161MGPLLHDF?ref_=wl_share
Received Gaming Headset, Thank you so much Casey
Nail dryer set has been purchased, Thank you to whoever purchased it!!!
My Husband James is the soul provider of our family.. Here lately he has been stressed due to the job he has and hours and so on. He took this job he has now last year due to his company he was working for filing bankruptcy... He makes a lot less which is causing us to barely hang on financially let alone the expenses that comes with celebrating the best Holiday all year, Our Saviors birth.... Every year we try and donate to our church because we take what we would originally use to buy gifts for our church members and we donate it to one big fund and it’s all used to buy food and donate to our local food pantries..... so he deserves to have a less stressful day knowing that his kids are taken care of for Christmas. His list is listed below if you would like to fulfill his Christmas!!!!!
Shirt has been purchased , Thank you to whoever purchased it
Then there is our son Matthew... He is a great kid!!! He has ADHD and ODD. Every day life is a real struggle for him and me both..... Since this whole Pandemic his grades in school has dropped significantly.... He enjoys playing Basketball and Boy Scouts... a little encouragement from others would be great.... He also loves getting Christmas cards every year so if anyone would want to send him one with some encouraging thoughts it would be greatly appreciated....His wish list and address will be listed below
https://www.amazon.com/hz/wishlist/ls/2BNKL2E9TN1Z3?ref_=wl_share
Whistle set has been purchased and so has the package of underwear, thank you to however had purchased...
Last but not least there is my daughter Summer. She is a senior in high school this year ... She has been really bummed out this year. This being her senior year... nothing as we know is what it should be like for their senior year..... On top of everything else, We have all the added expenses that comes with having a senior and not knowing where the funds are coming from to purchase the next thing that she has to have. We are just trying to hang In there and enjoy what little bit of normalcy that she does have this year.... She deserves to have the best Christmas to come to brighten her days.... so I ask you guys to please help me help her have the best Christmas ever....her list is listed below....
https://www.amazon.com/hz/wishlist/ls/2OUQLU7VDPI6O?ref_=wl_share
Razor has been purchased, Thank you to whomever has purchased....
God Bless each and Everyone of you and remember Jesus is the Reason.... please feel free to send Christmas Cards also...we would love to try and get one from every state....I would have posted pictures but I’m just learning how to use this and I e not quite figured out how to post pictures yet..... Merry Christmas and God Bless from our family to yours!!!!
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2020.12.02 04:58 unseenshadow2 [Humanity Fucks You] #14: Report SR-88532-A-4, Technological Relativity at the End of Cycle 661

Hello HFY, the next in my series of what happens when humanity's special Gift in the stars is to have children with whoever they damn well please. As with the prior 13, I welcome constructive criticism.
Alright, episode 2 of the conspiracy arc. I'm not sure yet if this one is going to be bigger or smaller. Their was a lot of document and story in the last one and I'm pretty sure it will be the same for this one.
After the first episode of the conspiracy arc, though, I'm feeling kind of good about this episode. Let's see if it meets expectations.
Also, after the last story I'm wondering if my main commenters are the mixologists of HFY commenters. It certainly does make things interesting to write.
As always, all you humans and mixed breeds: Keep those comments exciting!
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Post Writing Author's Note

Okay, this took forever to write. Before writing the Post Writing Author's Note, the story (with header) was 103,728 characters and took over a month to write. I generally like how this came out, but it's kinda like the CCT arc in how it has a slightly different tone than I generally try to keep. Either way, I hope y'all like how it came out.
Also, I think I'm going to take a week, or two, break from writing. I just need some time to focus on the D&D game I should be GMing... plus a month on one story is draining as hell.
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A tinny ringing from the speakers broke the silence before the distorted voice of Captain Scott announced "Return to subluminal in 5 minutes. All hands, buckle in."
Cass closed up her 2 in 1 and looked around the common area. Are there any chairs near the window? I like to watch the drop back to real-space. Standing up, she walked around the walls of the room. After several tries, the seat that met Cass's criteria was found, which she quickly sat in, buckling the seat's basic harness together.
The Firestar shook violently as it exited break-space, the kaleidoscope of colors visible out of the window monitor slowly shifting into a solid image, then black with dots of yellow, white and blue. Sssshhhhhiiiittttt!!!! I forgot how sore I was. That is the price of three nights with someone as skilled as Emi... and all those toys! Once the Firestar stopped its violent shaking, Cass unbuckled herself with a short groan.
The speakers played their tinny ringing sound before announcing "Break-tunnel navigation was successful. We will be docking with Rustblood Station in 6 hours. I expect everyone to be operation-ready within 15 minutes of docking."
Cass walked back over to the table she had been setup at earlier, putting her 2 in 1 back into place. Considering the walk to my room and the time it'll take to the get the armor on, I should have about 5 hours. That'll be enough for me to finish this.
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Report SR-88532-A-4, Technological Relativity at the End of Cycle 661

Written and compiled by H'zan Tilbulter of the Yyyn. References can be found in Appendix 1, testimonials in Appendix 2.
Translated to Wresh Trade Speak by Cassandra Ferrell (Report SR-88532-A-4-T1) Translated to English by Cassandra Ferrell (Report SR-88532-A-4-T2) Translated to Itari Imperial Common by Itar'em'un'tel'ol Translated to Itari Republic Common by Itar're'lif'il (Report NS-661-T4)
[Translator notes added in square brackets]

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Itari

Technological Level: Early fusion energy, advanced kinetic weaponry, early anti-grav, early FTL Favored Weaponry: "Quiet" kinetics [powderless ballistics], particularly gravitically accelerated Favored Planetary Locomotion: Electric hovercraft (gravitic)
Primary Design Philosophy: Itari technology is typically designed around minimizing its effects on the environment, such as using magnetically propelled bullets over chemically propelled because of reduced noise and no carcinogenic smoke. Another good example is that heavy armored vehicles were not developed until anti-grav technology opened up "environmentally friendly tanks."

Wresh/Wreshanna

Technological Level: Advanced fusion energy, early plasma weaponry, average anti-grav, early FTL Favored Weaponry: Plasmatic weapons Favored Planetary Locomotion: Electric hovercraft (gravitic)
Primary Design Philosophy: Wresh technology is typically designed with horizontal species in mind, with a focus on ease of use, modularity, and customization. It is a common saying that "If you see a wresh in something stock, then it's renting."
Due to their horizontal design and focus on customizable interfaces, wresh starships and planetary vehicles are sought after by many horizontally oriented species, despite the primitiveness of wresh technology.

Human/Humans (Terran/Terrans)

Technological Level: Unity integrated technology, advanced hydrocarbons, extremely advanced kinetics Favored Weaponry: High velocity kinetic weapons (magnetic) Favored Planetary Locomotion: Ground vehicles (combustion and electric), air vehicles (combustion and electric), hover vehicles (grav and thrust)
Primary Design Philosophy: Human civilian technologies have too many "major" design philosophies to be elaborated on in this document, primarily due to the individualistic and creative nature of humans. Military technologies, however, do have some semblance of a consistent design philosophy, with all military technologies designed to fill or create a tactical role within the terran military, but anything costing more than a basic car being designed with secondary purposes, durability, reliability, and "tactical adaptability" in mind. Terran spacecraft are an excellent example of their military design philosophy, each excelling at a specific task while being acceptable in other tasks, but with a variety of tasks that it relies on other craft to fulfil.
It is also notable that the terran military can, and will, weaponize all technology available to them. Thankfully, most advanced technologies do not translate to weapons well enough to satisfy the terran military.

Dolff/Dolvves

Technological Level: Unity integrated technology, advanced fusion energy, advanced melee weaponry Favored Weaponry: Plasmatic weapons, laser weapons, vibration blades, gravitic blades, thermal blades Favored Planetary Locomotion: Ground vehicles (electric)
Primary Design Philosophy: Dolff technology focuses heavily on mobility and overwhelming a problem. While often simple and somewhat wasteful, dolff technology solves the problem. In a military design, dolff technology prioritizes firepower then mobility then armor. All space capable craft created by dolvves maintains at least an anti-asteroid cannon.

Kigkig/Kigkigs

Technological Level: Unity integrated technology, advanced FTL communications, extremely advanced laser technology Favored Weaponry: Laser weapons Favored Planetary Locomotion: Ground vehicles (electric)
Primary Design Philosophy: The prevailing technological design theory of the kigkig is mass production over effectiveness. For example, a yyyn cup may survive being dropped hundreds of times from waist level, but for that one cup there are two hundred produced by the kigkig. Kigkig spacecraft focus on speed over armor and prioritize devastating short-range (for space) weaponry.
It is worth noting that Noz Hive Space Industries is trying to break into the high quality civilian spacecraft market.

Yyyn

Technological Level: Unity integrated technology, extremely advanced gravitic technology, extremely advanced nano-robotics, advanced macro-robotics, advanced FTL communications Favored Weaponry: Gravitic weapons Favored Planetary Locomotion: Electric hovercraft (gravitic)
Primary Design Philosophy: Yyyn spare almost no thought for aesthetics, focusing mainly of efficient function, but also on ergonomics. All yyyn technology contains the most advanced anti-tampering systems in all of the Unity, allowing yyyn technology, especially yyyn nano-uniforms and gravitic pulse weaponry, to be commonly available, but incredibly mysterious.

Yes You Must Say the Entire Name of Our Glorious Species (Namy/Namies, YYMSENOGS/YYMSENOGSs)

Technological Level: Unity integrated technology Favored Weaponry: Plasmatic weapons Favored Planetary Locomotion: Personal aircraft (electric)
Primary Design Philosophy: Namies like a balanced mix of price and efficiency as well as weaponry, speed, and armor, which causes namy technology to be considered the most average in the Unity, dominating the mid-tier of almost all markets. Namy technology advances at roughly the same pace as the galactic average, mostly by purchasing new developments off of other species.
Namy technology is typically sold uncolored, due to their love of using their Gift, however some companies that make products specifically for other species will "pre-color" their products.

Lililiten/Lililitens

Technological Level: Unity integrated technology, advanced macro-robotics, advanced pedology Favored Weaponry: Low velocity kinetics, acid launchers Favored Planetary Locomotion: Electric hovercraft (gravitic)
Primary Design Philosophy: Lililiten technology is designed with reliability and minimal maintenance prioritized over all else. While the unique needs of the lililitens minimize purchasers of their technology, most of their customers being other "immobile" species or "slime" species, lililiten probes and satellites are prized for their ability to last almost a cycle [~206 years] between maintenance and repairs.

Ohnonono/Ohnononos

Technological Level: Unity integrated technology, advanced stealth systems, advanced stealth communication systems Favored Weaponry: Plasmatic and high-speed kinetic weapons Favored Planetary Locomotion: Unknown
Primary Design Philosophy: Due to the extreme secrecy of the ohnonono, very little is known of their design philosophies outside of those observed from disabled or destroyed vessels. Ohnonono military spacecraft seem to focus on moving stealthily, even to the point of having slower FTL systems that planetary scanners aren't normally tuned for, and on being able to slug it out with enemy ships. It is worth noting that all known evidence of ohnonono ship design is from extermination fleets that were destroyed pre-operation or mid-operation.

Tut'un'erton/Tut'un'ertons (Tut)

Technological Level: Unity integrated technology, advanced climate control Favored Weaponry: Unknown Favored Planetary Locomotion: Unknown
Primary Design Philosophy: Due to the difficulties in interacting with the tut, the Unity doesn't have sufficient information to adequately describe the design philosophies of the tut.

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Virilliam Tentacle Beast/Virilliam Tentacle Beasts (Virilliam/Virilliams)

Technological Level: Average fusion energy, advanced anti-grav, early FTL Favored Weaponry: Gravitic pulse weapons Favored Planetary Locomotion: Electric hovercraft (gravitic)
Primary Design Philosophy: Virilliam technology focuses on usability for tentacled creatures and connectivity with "grav plates" that virilliams typically use to travel from place to place. Due to the connectivity with grav plates, much of the technology designed by virilliams is too large to be picked up and moved normally, requiring a Unity Standard Vehicular Power and Communication Specification 47 port or plug to move and power.

Hrumrum/Hrumrums

Technological Level: Unity integrated technology, advanced FTL communication technology Favored Weaponry: None Favored Planetary Locomotion: Electric hovercraft (thrust), ground vehicles (electric)
Primary Design Philosophy: Hrumrum technology is designed in one of two philosophies: well balanced and simple, focusing on price to performance ratio or extremely luxurious and extravagant with matching performance. As one might expect, hrumrum trade ships are seen among freelancer merchants and transportation companies as a right of passage, while hrumrum luxury yachts define the gold standard for the nouveau riche.

Floofermuttin/Floofermuttins

Technological Level: Advanced hydrocarbons, average FTL, advanced materials science, advanced medical technology (trauma care) Favored Weaponry: High velocity kinetic (powder) weapons Favored Planetary Locomotion: Ground vehicles (combustion)
Primary Design Philosophy: To the surprise of no member of the Unity, all floofermuttin technology is designed with durability as a top priority, with ease of repair being the second highest priority. Despite the durability of their technology, most other species find that the pieces they can afford don't offer enough performance to be worth their time.

Sfurnu/Sfurnus

Technological Level: Early FTL, early space travel, advanced materials science, advanced computing technology, early anti-grav Favored Weaponry: High velocity kinetics (magnetic) Favored Planetary Locomotion: Ground vehicles (electric)
Primary Design Philosophy: Sfurnu technology is made high enough quality to make it competitive with low end Unity products, despite the considerable technological gap, however the sfurnus ability to produce gemstones of extreme purity and nearly any shape imaginable provides the majority of their interspecies income.

Keredos

Technological Level: Unity integrated technology Favored Weaponry: No preference Favored Planetary Locomotion: Ground vehicles (any variety)
Primary Design Philosophy: Keredos technology is a mix of whatever technologies they purchased the rights to mixed together until they get a product that they believe they can sell. While the keredos have been accused of technological theft and illegal scavenging, all publicly available products created by the keredos meet all Unity regulations, in terms of performance, safety, interfaces, and intellectual property.
The keredos have recently gained a strong foothold in the militia and private military company equipment market.

PreadiPreadirs

Technological Level: Unity integrated technology, advanced particle beam technology, advanced FTL, advanced antimatter technology Favored Weaponry: Particle beam weapons Favored Planetary Locomotion: Ground vehicles (electric)
Primary Design Philosophy: Preadir technology is designed to take on problems head on and smash its way through. Whether that be over-injecting liquid scab to ensure proper sealing or military craft that are designed to exchange prolonged fire with craft of equal mass, preadirs prefer direct approaches, and their technology reflects this.

OrisoOrisors

Technological Level: Early fusion energy, early FTL, advanced kinetics, advanced preservatives Favored Weaponry: Low velocity kinetic weapons Favored Planetary Locomotion: Ground vehicles (any variety)
Primary Design Philosophy: Orisor technology is designed for the common man first, using simplistic interfaces and easily replaceable, modular parts. Some freelance traders and independent mercenaries find value in the durability and ease of repair of orisor products.

Qwell

Technological Level: Unity integrated technology, advanced solid state power storage, advanced sublight engines, advanced non-physical shields Favored Weaponry: Electrically charged particle weapons, electrically charged kinetic weapon Favored Planetary Locomotion: Electric hovercraft (thrust)
Primary Design Philosophy: Like humans, qwell civilian technologies run a wide gambit of design philosophies. Qwell military technology, however, is built around "buttoning up," a tactic where the craft or armor system trades movement for durability and presents significant weaponry on all sides. Buttoning up takes multiple forms, but the most common is diverting roughly 50% of engine power to shield generators.

Lemhith/Lemhiths

Technological Level: None Favored Weaponry: None Favored Planetary Locomotion: None
Primary Design Philosophy: The lemhith do not possess any technology or technological production of their own. Instead, they trade their services for everything from body doubles and stunt doubles to spies, using the money they gain to pay for foreign goods. They also offer cheap labor on their worlds to encourage companies to build stores and factories.

Ke'aveola/Ke'aveolas [Ke/Kes]

Technological Level: Advanced FTL, advanced sublight engines, advanced materials science (lightweight materials), advanced kinetics Favored Weaponry: High velocity kinetic weapons, laser weapons, particle beam weapons Favored Planetary Locomotion: Electric hovercraft (thrust)
Primary Design Philosophy: Ke technology is made to operate as quickly as possible as simply as possible. This priority on speed makes Ke scout spacecraft highly sought after, while their cargo spacecraft are commonly used by smugglers.

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Loth

Technological Level: Unity integrated technology, advanced psychology, tachyon technology Favored Weaponry: Tachyonic weapons Favored Planetary Locomotion: Electric hovercraft (grav)
Primary Design Philosophy: All loth technology is designed to provoke specific psychological responses, usually fear, although an item may be designed to provide more positive effects. Loth military craft are highly sought after by mercenaries, as the fear caused by loth vehicles often gives them a noticeable edge.

Huznian Razor Squid/Huznian Razor Squids (Huznian/Huznians)

Technological Level: Unity integrated technology, advanced FTL, advanced sublight engines, advanced vacuum weaponry Favored Weaponry: No preference Favored Planetary Locomotion: Ground vehicles (electric), aquatic jets (electric)
Primary Design Philosophy: Outside of large spacecraft, all huznian technology can operate in two, or more, environments (water, underwater, air, land, space). Huznian spacecraft technology is considered to be some of the best, though the cost of their spacecraft makes them somewhat of a status symbol among independent space navies.

SsissrawSsissrawrs

Technological Level: Unity integrated technology, extremely advanced materials science (durability), extremely advanced plasma weaponry, advanced anti-matter technology Favored Weaponry: Plasmatic weapons, anti-matter weaponry Favored Planetary Locomotion: Ground vehicles (combustion and electric)
Primary Design Philosophy: Ssissrawr technology reflects its creators: Slow, durable and destructive, and is almost exclusively military technology. Civilian technologies are typically outsourced to other species in order to free up their scientific and economic power towards military technologies. Ssissrawr powered armors and plasma weapons, at least the export versions, are highly sought after by militaries, both public and private, though the ssissrawr keep the best toys for themselves. Ssissrawr ships, being slow by all standards, are largely ignored by the Unity, however ssissrawr battleships have proven to be popular as the core of static defensive fleets.
It is also worth noting that the ssissrawrs were part of a joint project with the humans that produced the fleetbreakers Bismark II, Gach Eagla, and Yamato XI.

Mechanid/Mechanids

Technological Level: Advanced Unity integrated technology Favored Weaponry: Plasmatic weapons, laser weapons, particle beam weapons, tachyon weapons Favored Planetary Locomotion: No preference
Primary Design Philosophy: Outside of their templates, mechanids have no technology of their own. Instead, they purchase foreign technologies and production rights, using the later, as well as rentable factories with workers, in order to earn credits. The mechanids are capable of producing most of the highly advanced technologies typically considered to be single species, usually because of corporate contracts.
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Cass looked to the small clock on her 2 in 1. Damnit, I didn't even get close to finishing. With a few taps on the screen the 2 in 1 shut down, folded up and placed within its bag. Strapping her 2 in 1 bag around her torso, Cass stood up with a small huff.
"It's almost time to visit the 'fucking shithole' station." Cass said to no one in particular before walking out of the common area.
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"That's a station?" Cass asked, pointing to the collection of 10 massive cargo ships connected by a network of Unity standard docking tubes.
"Rustblood station. Do you understand why the shithole is so tricky now?" Captain Scott impatiently asked.
"Yeah, I do."
"Good. If you don't have any more questions, go down to the cargo bay. Rolan should be down there already." Said Scott, before turning to look at Cass. "You remember how to get down there, right."
"I do." Cass said as she walked over to the door.
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Scott stood with his back to the cargo bay door, a small tablet full of "paperwork" in his hands. He was wearing some kind of armored jumpsuit underneath a further armored trench coat with heavy combat boots, with a small, Uzi looking weapon stowed under the left side of his coat.
"Jess."
"Here, babe." Stated the 234 cm tall, black-red metal woman that was Jess. Over her normal "skin" she wore an armored vest that exposed only the small glowing circle at the center of her chest. The vest was connected to an anti-vehicle plasma cannon via a thick cable. Is that a ssissrawr plasma cannon? Looks like one of the pictures from the report.
"Rolan."
"Ready to go, Captain!" Spouted Rolan as if talking was a race. The cotton-ball of a man was wearing a yellow jumpsuit similar to the one he wore when Cass was first introduced, but his current jumpsuit had some no so well hidden armored plates. On his back he wore a small backpack and on his hip he carried a small pistol of some kind. I wonder if he is as floofy as he looks. I haven't had a chance to ask.
"Juli... Juli... JULI!"
"AH! Here sir Captain sir!" Juli nervously blabbered. She wore a suit of Ironhide armor with red and yellow plate covers, and several strap on pockets added to her arms and legs with a small toolkit worn like a backpack. Currently strapped to her chest was an M33 Civilian Defense Rifle. Just using the kit she got from CCT? Not what I would expect from a 'deniable.' At least she isn't covered in grease currently.
"Cass."
"Ready and able." Cass said, double checking her GPD 14 before shoving it into the thigh holster. Battery at 100%. God, I hope I don't need to use this. Cass wore her suit of Ironhide armor with the black plate covers on and her red hair in a ponytail, ending just below her shoulders. Hopefully generic black armor doesn't attract too much attention.
"Now that the 'ground team' is all here, it's time for the final briefing. We are going aboard Rustblood Station to extract 4 VIPs, no more, no less. The VIPs in question are ex-slaves, and our job is ensuring that they stay that way until we return to Admiral Danger.
We will be starting by spending at least 3 hours in the markets. While you all are welcome to purchase new equipment or snacks, I'd caution against fraternization with the other customers of Rustblood, as doing so would risk giving away our true object. We want to appear as another group of pass and go mercs.
Also, while we are in the markets, I want someone escorting our guest. Jess, would you mind keeping her out of trouble?"
"Sure babe." Jess said nonchalantly as she walked over by Cass, leaning down and whispering "Don't worry, no one'll try anything with me around."
Scott turned to face Rolan, as Jess was walking over to Cass, saying "Rolan, I want you to stick with Juli. Keep her on task and out of trouble."
"Understood, Captain!" Excitedly shouted Rolan. Damn, Juli gets a leisurely stroll with the cute fluff ball. Guess the walking anti-tank cannon of an escort means they need me, though.
"Good. Continuing, after 3 hours have passed, we will be meeting at the Two Eyes Blind bar. Once all five of us have rendezvoused, we will be heading to Warehouse 23 in Section 7 where we will be meeting our 4 VIPs. Upon contact, our guest will announce to them that we are the representatives sent by Admiral Danger. Once we have the VIPs in toe, we will be escorting them back to the Firestar and hauling ass out of here.
Before I drop the ramp, remember that we have to execute this carefully. If the Rustbloods believe that we're doing anything funny, they'll pack up and leave. Our mission is basically failed at that point. Don't let it happen."
Scott tapped at his tablet before shoving it into his trench coat, the cargo bay door slowly falling, taking long enough for Scott to be facing the hangar as the door exposed him.
The group walked into the hangar, which was filled with a mix of rundown ships and gaudy, military looking ships. The floor itself was poorly cared for metal plating covered in a layer of slightly sticky gunk, with the walls being in a similar situation. At the far end of the hangar was a neon tube sign announcing "Welcome to Rustblood Station! Go Fuck Yourself!" Well this place is a shithole.
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To say there was a wide variety of species in the market was an understatement. As Cass looked around the bustling market, she spotted everything from yyyn to dolvves to huznians and even a sfurnu with a breathing mask, all at least lightly armed and armored. It's both comforting and unnerving knowing that humans aren't the only ones who have organized crime like this. Walking next to Cass, and causing a small bubble of unoccupied space, was Jess. Her heavy walk is doing as much intimidating as her cannon is.
Cass took another look around the market as Jess and her continued walking through. She could spot at least 3 bars, 2 restaurants, a fight club, 4 weapons stores, 3 armor stores, a bike dealership, a pet shop (with a sign saying "Get your exotic pets here!"), and a shop with some people sized cages, the contents of which were hidden by the sea of people moving through the market. Ooh! Cheap, shitty motorcycles! If it wasn't so hard to get parts on Yadakulter I might actually get one... Though Captain Scott might not be a fan of a new (to me) bike on his ship.
"You hungry?" Jess asked, her voice a little smoother and deeper than she had been using on the ship.
"Not really. Why do you ask?" Cass replied. Not that any of the food options here are any good. Not really feeling fried mystery meat.
"Anything catch your eye?"
"Uh, the bikes the dealership has on display. There are some that look cheap and easy to fix up." Cass stated before taking in a deep breath and saying "You didn't answer my question."
"Well, if you did, I know a place that won't drug you."
"Why the hell would a restaurant drug me?"
"Because you're worth more to sell than to sell to."
"Oh."
"Yeah, don't trust anyone. That's the first rule of freelancing, but especially important for you here. Also, if you see anyone wearing dark blue with yellow wyvern iconography, avoid them."
"Why?" Cass asked, turning to at Jess with concern written across her face.
"Most freelancers do. The Golden Wing is where men and women who are willing to do anything for the right price go. Most Golden Wing members won't hesitate if they sense a chance for profit." I don't like the emphasis she put on anything.
"I'll, aaahhh, keep that in mind."
"We should go in somewhere. I don't like the looks you're getting." That might be a good idea.
Cass stopped for a moment after that, looking back at the signs around her. Turning on her heels, Cass walked towards the pet shop. Should be a good spot to waste some time... and not end up blowing 3 month's salary on a bike.
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"I got you whiskey. All redheads like whiskey." Rolan happily stated as he pushed the small glass of semi-transparent, brown liquid towards an empty seat at the table. Juli sighed and nervously facepalmed. Damnit Rolan, you're lucky your a cute goofball.
Cass sat in the seat that the whiskey had been placed before. "You guessed right for me, but not every redhead is the same. Some aren't even truly redheads!"
"Oh no! Fake redheads!?" Rolan exclaimed, smiling and giggling as Cass took her first sip of whiskey, before taking a drink of his own drink, which rippled as Jess sat down.
The Two Eyes Blind bar matched the general style of Rustblood Station, metal walls and floors covered in a layer of sticky gunk, with the clean metal and plastic furniture housing a mix of messy swashbucklers and well kept, but not matching, military types. The customers ranged from humans to floofermuttins to huznian razor squids, all having at least a pistol hidden on their person. The bartender was a preadir, a massive, grey and electric blue one at nearly 5 meters in length, constantly "standing" as he served the bar's customers. While the tables and chairs that were scattered throughout the bar looked cheap, the bar itself was made of some variety of alien wood and, if the various scratches in it meant anything, had seen many a bar fight.
"Have either of you heard from Scotty?" Asked Jess, her voice perfectly level as she "drank" some water.
"No, not a thing. Why? Do... do... uh, do you think some... some... uh, something is wrong? Do you..." Juli let out. She's shaking again. Maybe she could use a hug.
"Scotty's probably fine, he knows what he's doing. Me? I'm getting impatient and he sure hasn't called to say he's gonna be late." Jess stated before loudly tapping her foot. It's funny to watch all the people trying not to look.
After roughly 15 minutes, of Jess slowly growing less patient and the others lightly drinking, Scott walked through the Two Eyes Blind, a few scorch marks on his armored coat. He walked up to the bar long enough to get a drink, then beelined to his team's table.
"Where have you been, Scotty dear?" Jess asked, a fake smile on her lips and aggression on her voice.
"I managed to setup the trade with our contacts. Ended up having to go through an extra step, or two." Scott responded. Someone's feeling cocky today.
"You didn't poke... any, uh, haach nests... did you?" Juli asked.
"Just settled a small mercantile dispute." Scott replied. That doesn't make me feel any better about this.
"Sssssooooo, we'll be off to pickup the goods after you finish your drink?" Asked Rolan.
"Yes, we will." Scott replied before chugging the last of whatever drink he had bought.
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The journey to Section 7 was a long walk, Scott adamantly refusing to pay for a taxi big enough to carry Jess while the rest of the "ground team" silently cursed him as they trudged through the less cared for shortcuts from Section 3 to Section 7.
When they finally reached Section 7, which had significantly less sticky gunk than the rest of the Section 3, Scott led the "ground team" through a maze of alleyways between warehouses. Something about this place makes me feel like I'm gonna get jumped.
After about an hour of navigating the alley maze, the "ground team" finally spotted Warehouse 23, a box like building with two garage doors, facing the main thoroughfare with a white "23" written between the two doors, and two personnel doors, one facing the thoroughfare and one opposite it. Not as big as I would expect for a warehouse... and it's made of wood? Not even fake wood.
"Here's how we're going to handle this: Jess, you are going to enter the back door first, then me, then Rolan, then Cass and, finally, Juli. After that, Juli and Cass are going to stick together while Jess, Rolan and I sweep the building. Once we find our VIPs, we'll call Cass over, with everyone forming a perimeter. We want to make sure that we can get the VIPs out, regardless of if we are ambushed. Understood?" Scott stated as he walked over to the rear door of Warehouse 23.
"Understood." Echoed the rest of the ground team, Cass and Juli slightly behind Jess and Rolan. I can tell who's the newest member of the team.
Jess walked up to the door, leveling her plasma cannon while Rolan moved to the handle side of the door, opposite Scott. Cass and Juli placed their backs against the wooden wall, each drawing their weapon. God I hope this goes smoothly.
After a shared nod across the "ground team," Scott reached across the door and grabbed the handle, quickly pulling it open. Jess charged through, sweeping side to side as she entered with Rolan peaking around the door frame to cover her. A moment later, Scott burst around the door, his uzi-looking weapon shouldered and ready to fire.
Just before Rolan could enter, Jess yelled "Klopf klopf, der Metalldrache ist da!" followed by the sound of shattering wood. Subtlety: Not Jess's strong suit. After a moment without gunshots, Cass and Juli entered through the door.
The room they entered into was a triangle with a door on each wall and a window on each door. The only hint of a door on the left wall was the small chunks of wood still attached to the hinges while the door on the right had both Scott and Rolan stacked up. Through the empty doorframe, Jess could be seen with her cannon pointed at the ground and her tail drooping abnormally low. That can't be good.
"Scheiße." Jess nearly whispered as she stared into the room.
Cass carefully walked through the ruined door and peaked around Jess, spotting 16 people, a mix of itarians and kitsunes, with 3 elves mixed in, most of which were females. Well, shit. Scott's going to blow a gasket.
Upon spotting Cass, the only make kitsune stepped forward. "[Who are you?]" North Zydonian. That, or my dog is in heat.
"[I'm Cass, the mechadragon girl is Jess and the shy itarian in Juli. We also have an elf and half-hrumrum, Captain Scott and Rolan respectively. We're the representatives of Admiral Danger.]" Cass replied, walking out from behind Jess. Judging by the laughing from the peanut gallery, I'm not the only one who found his name funny.
"[There has been a change of plans.]" The male kitsune said, assertively pouting.
"[You will have to take that up with the Captain. By the way, do you speak Unity Standard?]"
"[I speak Standard, but I want to talk with you. Why are you doing this? It doesn't look like you're one of them.]" The male kitsune looked at Juli and Jess through squinted eyes. He's gathering information, possibly trying to cause a divide? Maybe he's looking for something he can use to negotiate from a position of power? Could he be making sure that his demands can be met?
"[Well, I'm not one of them. I'm a translator for the Unity Office of Diplomatic Relations. I work closely with the Wresh and UGEC embassies on Yadakulter Station, and I was asked by the UGEC ambassador to do this.]"
"[Do you know what they're here for?]" He should know this... unless he's testing me. Could be checking their priorities.
"[Can I have you're name first?]"
"[What?]"
"[Can I have you're name first?]"
"[Oh, right. I'm Kevin Roach.]"
"[Nice to meet you, Kevin. As for what the others are here for, the Captain said they we were going to be picking up 4 ex-slaves and bringing them to the Firestar, their ship, and return to Admiral Danger. However, I was told by an orc that I was supposed to be picking up a 'matter of national security,' but the captain never mentioned anything other than people.]"
"[Is there enough space on this Firestar to fit all 16 of us?]" Was that what he was working towards?
"[If everyone doubles up in the passenger rooms, but I don't know how good the life support system is. It might need portable life support to handle everyone, but I don't know. It's a big ship for it's crew.]"
"[Good. Very good.]"
"You two done having your private chat?" Scott asked, standing directly behind Cass. Jesus Christ! Could you make some sound so I know you're coming?!
After taking a few steps to the side and turning to face both Scott and Kevin, Cass said "Captain Scott, this is Kevin, he is the one speaking for the group. Kevin, this is Captain Scott of the Firestar."
"We're only taking 4 of you." Scott stated, staring Kevin directly in the eyes.
"I know the Firestar can take all of us. I saw it on the hangar cameras." Kevin retorted, matching Scott's gaze.
"I'm only willing to risk moving 4 of you."
"You don't have a choice, you have to take everyone." You got some fucking balls, Kevin.
"Jess!"
The sound of a charging plasma cannon echoed through the open warehouse room, causing everyone except Jess, Scott and Kevin to dive for cover. What the fuck!? I thought we were supposed to bring them back alive! Unlike the rest of the warehouse's occupants, Kevin stood still as a statue, staring Scott in the eyes despite the brightening yellow glow.
"You are going to take all 16 of us, or else you won't find the Green Box." Damn Kevin! You'd make one terrifying diplomat.
"Oh yeah?"
Continued in comments. Look for the bolded and italicized "END"
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2020.12.02 03:40 CommunicationBrave35 In late 1943 to Early 1944 Woman are murdered in the night and found on Vacant lots. From South Dakota to New York. Minor connections.

This write up began as a attempt to shed light on the obscure unsolved murder into WAC Lieutenant Naomi K Cheney of Sioux Falls, South Dakota on October 5th 1943. Research into the murder quickly hit a wall as investigative techniques at the time were unable to recover much in the way of physical evidence. However a article in the New York based Poughkeepsie Journal references the Cheney murder and its similarities to the murder of Army Nursing Cadet Lucille Elizabeth Lawrence in Poughkeepsie, New York on October 27 1943. It then turned into a number of articles all featuring Women killed in the MidWest and East Coast all within a year of each other. Each was ambushed out of the dark and murdered in a vacant lot. Possible that each is the work of the same killer ? Upon finding additional similar cases with convictions, it seems police may have been quick to rush those who had been committed to institutions.
A Brief Summary of both cases: Naomi Cheney
Lucille Elizabeth Lawrence
Many potential suspects were tracked down but none led to any useful information being acquired. However in early December a man by the name of Bernard Butler would approach a New York City police officer and confess to the crime.
On the day the girl's body was found both the New York Times and the Poughkeepsie Journal quote Dr Howard P Carpenter deputy county medical examiner cautioned authorities to hasten the apprehension of the killer. He said “The girl was killed by an insane person, a crazy person. And he warned that unless an early arrest was made other victims might be found”. Did they race to a conclusion due to the public pressure to apprehend a killer ? I think there's a definite possibility.
Four members of the Butler family, Butlers Mother and Father as well as his brother (17) and sister (18) testified that Butler was in bed at the time the murder was commited. The Mother Brother and Sister all said under direction examination by Mr Mulvey that
Bernard was in bed and “sound asleep” at approximately 20 minutes until 12 and that they did not hear him get up or go out. Mr Butler said Bernard was asleep when he came home at 12:15 and was still asleep when he went to bed at 12:45. Bernard's brother Joseph testified that he closed down his fathers store around 10:30pm and that his sister picked him up at 10:45. After arriving home they put the car away at around 11. He said he had something to eat with his mother and sister in the kitchen, that when he went into the bedroom off the kitchen that he shared with his dad and brother, the accused was asleep. He said he awoke at about 7:15 the next morning and found Bernard in the Kitchen. Butler's sister Mary says that Bernard went to sleep at around 8:15pm. He was there when she left to pick up Joseph at 10:30 and he was there when they arrived home at 11. Ms Butler related that Bernard read the papers in great detail when concerning the paper. She recalled that her “son exhibited an un usual interest in the murder when he learned about it. That the morning of the murder Bernard had gone outside after breakfast and talked to the boy next door. The boy told Bernard about the finding of the body and details he had heard around town that morning. The boy then asked Bernard if he would like to go see the body, he replied that he “did not”. Bernard’s mother said she had her son committed to Hudson River about 11 years ago as he would wander away. She replied that he had wandered away to either Albany or New York City nearly 15 times. She said after being boarded about on May 24th of the previous year, Ms Butler admitted that Bernard had wandered away twice that summer for long stretches of time.
Bernard was found guilty of murder and sentenced to 30 years.
Both Cheney and Lawrence were members of the United States Army. Cheney as a WAC (Women's Army Corps) and Lawrence a Army Nursing Cadet. Their murders occurred just 3 weeks apart. Interestingly another Army WAC named Maoma L. Ridings was killed inIndianapolis on August 28th , 1943. The case itself is quite a bit different than that of Cheney or Lawrence but the Army connection and timeline do call for possible investigation. I will provide a small summer for the Riding’s case. ​ Maoma L. Ridings
More information for the Ridings murder can be found at:
https://www.indystar.com/story/news/2013/10/01/indiana-unsolved-the-1943-murder-of-cpl-mao ma-ridings-at-the-upscale-claypool-hotel-remains-a-mystery/2901193/ http://studyofindianacoldcases.blogspot.com/2018/07/maoma-ridings.html
Continuing on with my journey down the Rabbithole I stumbled upon the murder of Pearl May Weatherill of Council Bluffs, Iowa on May 13th 1943. This murder takes place just a few months before the Cheney and Lawrence murders. It shares a number of similarities to our previous murders in New York and South Dakota. Furthermore a case involving Ms Agda Moline of Omaha who was killed on January 9th 1944 is connected to the murder of Ms. Weatherill. At one point the police looked at the same man for each crime. We will look at each crime due to their similarities as well.
Pearl May Weatherill
This is where the connection to Ms Agda Moline of Omaha who was killed on January 9th 1944 comes into play. I will give a brief summary of her murder. ​ Ms Agda Moline
Tellings of May’s exact confession can be difficult to tie down. Dates and times are changed. When it was asked how Harry became a suspect in the Moline case It is said it is because Harry admitted to it. In the Moline investigation Harry's confession is described a bit differently.
Is there an undiscovered serial killer ? Not likely but it is interesting to look at the short time frame in which these murders occurred and how many followed the same pattern. A woman bludgeoned or strangled to death and then dragged into a vacant lot or alley. Robbery was never a confirmed motive and rape was never considered likely on any of the victims. If anything this write up will shed some light on a few unsolved murders that are rarely talked about. I do think it is interesting though to look at the two men who were accused. Bernard Butler and Harry May. Both men may have had their problems, but were they killers ? or were they pushed into a conviction and then whisked away to a hospital unable to fight their case.
The New York Times The Poughkeepsie Journal The Knoxville Journal The Courier (Waterloo) Argus Leader (South Dakota) Lincoln Journal Star
https://www.newspapers.com/
Cheney Info: https://www.argusleader.com/story/crime/2015/05/06/naomi-cheney-unsolved-murde70881412 / https://www.argusleader.com/story/life/2017/11/17/looking-back-womens-army-corp-officer-fou nd-slain-near-12-th-grange-1943/870073001/
Most of the cases talked about do not have links. If anyone has any ideas on suspects, theories on who’s guilty and who’s Innocent, or if they believe all if any of the crimes are connected please comment.
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2020.12.02 03:26 CommunicationBrave35 In Late 1943 to Early 1944 Woman are killed in the night and dragged to empty lots. From South Dakota to New York. Are the eight men convicted ? Minor connections between cases.

*Title should say “Right men” not eight men.
This write up began as a attempt to shed light on the obscure unsolved murder into WAC Lieutenant Naomi K Cheney of Sioux Falls, South Dakota on October 5th 1943. Research into the murder quickly hit a wall as investigative techniques at the time were unable to recover much in the way of physical evidence. However a article in the New York based Poughkeepsie Journal references the Cheney murder and its similarities to the murder of Army Nursing Cadet Lucille Elizabeth Lawrence in Poughkeepsie, New York on October 27 1943. It then turned into a number of articles all featuring Women killed in the MidWest and East Coast all within a year of each other. Each was ambushed out of the dark and murdered in a vacant lot. Possible that each is the work of the same killer ? Upon finding additional similar cases with convictions, it seems police may have been quick to rush those who had been committed to institutions.
A Brief Summary of both cases: Naomi Cheney
Lucille Elizabeth Lawrence
Many potential suspects were tracked down but none led to any useful information being acquired. However in early December a man by the name of Bernard Butler would approach a New York City police officer and confess to the crime.
On the day the girl's body was found both the New York Times and the Poughkeepsie Journal quote Dr Howard P Carpenter deputy county medical examiner cautioned authorities to hasten the apprehension of the killer. He said “The girl was killed by an insane person, a crazy person. And he warned that unless an early arrest was made other victims might be found”. Did they race to a conclusion due to the public pressure to apprehend a killer ? I think there's a definite possibility.
Four members of the Butler family, Butlers Mother and Father as well as his brother (17) and sister (18) testified that Butler was in bed at the time the murder was commited. The Mother Brother and Sister all said under direction examination by Mr Mulvey that
Bernard was in bed and “sound asleep” at approximately 20 minutes until 12 and that they did not hear him get up or go out. Mr Butler said Bernard was asleep when he came home at 12:15 and was still asleep when he went to bed at 12:45. Bernard's brother Joseph testified that he closed down his fathers store around 10:30pm and that his sister picked him up at 10:45. After arriving home they put the car away at around 11. He said he had something to eat with his mother and sister in the kitchen, that when he went into the bedroom off the kitchen that he shared with his dad and brother, the accused was asleep. He said he awoke at about 7:15 the next morning and found Bernard in the Kitchen. Butler's sister Mary says that Bernard went to sleep at around 8:15pm. He was there when she left to pick up Joseph at 10:30 and he was there when they arrived home at 11. Ms Butler related that Bernard read the papers in great detail when concerning the paper. She recalled that her “son exhibited an un usual interest in the murder when he learned about it. That the morning of the murder Bernard had gone outside after breakfast and talked to the boy next door. The boy told Bernard about the finding of the body and details he had heard around town that morning. The boy then asked Bernard if he would like to go see the body, he replied that he “did not”. Bernard’s mother said she had her son committed to Hudson River about 11 years ago as he would wander away. She replied that he had wandered away to either Albany or New York City nearly 15 times. She said after being boarded about on May 24th of the previous year, Ms Butler admitted that Bernard had wandered away twice that summer for long stretches of time.
Bernard was found guilty of murder and sentenced to 30 years.
Both Cheney and Lawrence were members of the United States Army. Cheney as a WAC (Women's Army Corps) and Lawrence a Army Nursing Cadet. Their murders occurred just 3 weeks apart. Interestingly another Army WAC named Maoma L. Ridings was killed inIndianapolis on August 28th , 1943. The case itself is quite a bit different than that of Cheney or Lawrence but the Army connection and timeline do call for possible investigation. I will provide a small summer for the Riding’s case. ​ Maoma L. Ridings
More information for the Ridings murder can be found at:
https://www.indystar.com/story/news/2013/10/01/indiana-unsolved-the-1943-murder-of-cpl-mao ma-ridings-at-the-upscale-claypool-hotel-remains-a-mystery/2901193/ http://studyofindianacoldcases.blogspot.com/2018/07/maoma-ridings.html
Continuing on with my journey down the Rabbithole I stumbled upon the murder of Pearl May Weatherill of Council Bluffs, Iowa on May 13th 1943. This murder takes place just a few months before the Cheney and Lawrence murders. It shares a number of similarities to our previous murders in New York and South Dakota. Furthermore a case involving Ms Agda Moline of Omaha who was killed on January 9th 1944 is connected to the murder of Ms. Weatherill. At one point the police looked at the same man for each crime. We will look at each crime due to their similarities as well.
Pearl May Weatherill
This is where the connection to Ms Agda Moline of Omaha who was killed on January 9th 1944 comes into play. I will give a brief summary of her murder. ​ Ms Agda Moline
Tellings of May’s exact confession can be difficult to tie down. Dates and times are changed. When it was asked how Harry became a suspect in the Moline case It is said it is because Harry admitted to it. In the Moline investigation Harry's confession is described a bit differently.
Is there an undiscovered serial killer ? Not likely but it is interesting to look at the short time frame in which these murders occurred and how many followed the same pattern. A woman bludgeoned or strangled to death and then dragged into a vacant lot or alley. Robbery was never a confirmed motive and rape was never considered likely on any of the victims. If anything this write up will shed some light on a few unsolved murders that are rarely talked about. I do think it is interesting though to look at the two men who were accused. Bernard Butler and Harry May. Both men may have had their problems, but were they killers ? or were they pushed into a conviction and then whisked away to a hospital unable to fight their case.
The New York Times The Poughkeepsie Journal The Knoxville Journal The Courier (Waterloo) Argus Leader (South Dakota) Lincoln Journal Star
https://www.newspapers.com/
Cheney Info: https://www.argusleader.com/story/crime/2015/05/06/naomi-cheney-unsolved-murde70881412 / https://www.argusleader.com/story/life/2017/11/17/looking-back-womens-army-corp-officer-fou nd-slain-near-12-th-grange-1943/870073001/
Most of the cases talked about do not have links. If anyone has any ideas on suspects, theories on who’s guilty and who’s Innocent, or if they believe all if any of the crimes are connected please comment.
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2020.12.02 02:26 Firewolf379 Journal entry 4, 18:43 tue, dec 1

Today was... A day to remember. We got all are gear together this morning. We went over where we were going and how long we were gonna be. We had a plan. It wasn't fool proof but it was still a plan. Here's how it went.
6:00, I walk into the meeting room were the rest of the scouts are. "Alright guys, we have all are gear and the day is starting let's go over the plan one more time." I'll admit it, I'm nervous.
I look around at them and start. "Were going to go strait through the city. We won't need to stop anywhere unless we need to hide. Our goal today is to get over to the hospital, it should take around an hour and a half to get there if we don't get stopped. After that we go to through some houses on our way back. We need to look for some food and water if the hospital didn't have any. That should add about an hour onto our return time at most. We find any survivors we try to help them." Although I don't like this part completely it was brought up by the others and they all agreed on it, "if the are to much of a burden to help we leave them for themselves. Anyone have any questions."
They all looked on and thought for a moment. Ray, a girl in her early 20 was the one to ask a question first, "if we end up getting attack by other people. You know the living ones. What are we going to do, how are we going to fight back."
I looked on for a moment thinking about that question. "Ill be honest, there isn't anything we really can do. If they have guns or more people we really might just be screwed. There's no guarantee we will come back alive. But there's also no guarantee that we will be attacked." Although that didn't give a answer that was reassuring, it seemed to answer most of what people had in mind.
"Alright let's go the day won't be getting any shorter." We start off, it's raining out which we hope to use to our advantage as to muffle our steps and the slight clinking sound of our make shift weapons. We walk for about half an hour with silence filling the air, we all just look around at a city that used to be filled with people and now is a desolate place void of interaction. We've passed a few infected but was able to hide and sneak away from them with little notice. There's only about 15 min left when we take a brake to make a quick plan for the trip inside.
"Ok, so we're going to go in and do a quick round of the bottom floor and second floor. We don't need to be in there for more then half an hour" I make it easy and simple as I can to make it as effective as possible. 
"Hey", Katie looks at me and starts, "why don't we split into teams of two. One will take bottom one will take the second floor." She finishes and fairly that doesn't sound like a bad idea.
"Anyone have an argument with that". I look around and the other two seem to agree. "ok then. Ray and jake You guys take bottom me and Katie will take second. If you run into danger get out of there and come back to this spot." With one last look around I say it's time to go. We walk the last bit and split. I wish them luck.
Me and Katie head up to the second floor. Looking around I doubt we'll find anything. Papers all over the floor and most things on the ground. We go room by room taking note of the body's and things to make sure nothing follows or moves. It's been about 17 min since we started and we finally found a room with some painkillers and usable bandages. Glad we found it we start to head out and down stairs to regroup when we notice what seems to be a fresh blood trail. We didn't hear anything so we don't expect ray or jake to have been hurt. We decide to slowly follow it and make are way down to the er.
When we get there we notice a increase in body's that were lying around. Trying to make as little sound as possible we walk even slower and get to a door covered in blood and slightly left open. Looking at Katie we slightly nod to each other and open the door, to our horror there were atleast 50 infect in a pile slowly eating away at the body's that were mangled. Ray starts to scream in a horrific manner as just about all the infected look at us. I start to scream, "SHIT RUN RAY GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE". i push her through the door and down the hallway and start to tell again, "JAKE, KATIE GET OUT OF HERE RUN LEAVE THE HOSPITAL GET BACK TO THE BASE." Running away like this it's the best I could do. With all those infected running after us there's not much I could do. Me and ray dash out of the front doors and run towards the city in a hope to hide and lucky us. We managed to run a block or to and up a fire escape into a house. All the infect started to look around the street and wait as if they knew were we are. The only thing we can do is wait and pray for are safety. That was around ten hours ago and there still out there. Waiting. Trying to find us. I only pray jake and Katie made it out alive. Try to stay safe out there. See you next time. If I survive that is.
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2020.12.02 01:52 Pearkid I legitimately hate my mom and want to run away

Where do I start, I guess at the beginning. When I first started actually having school age 6ish is when my mom became borderline abusive (I don’t have a father in the home so it’s just me my mom and my grandma). If my grades weren’t exactly what she wanted I was always ground for ridiculous amounts of time ex 2 weeks for one late assignment. This became a habit as well as she would just scream at me all the time, we fought 2-3 times a week and until I got older I would just sit there and cry for hours as well as later in my room. She’s always made me feel like a failure and like I’m not the son she wanted, even though I excel at academics, I’m currently taking precalc as a sophomore in high school. As I got older I tried just doing what she said to a tee but it was never good enough, from the age of 7 until I turned 13 I was suicidal and attempted 4 times. In 8th grade I had a social falling out at school, the “leader” of my friend group got accused of rape (even though he and the girl have said it was just a misunderstanding) a new kid came in and despised me. I was shunned by almost everyone I know. When I came home and got yelled at more I almost couldn’t take it. I ended up making to freshman year of highschool, I joined the football team, made new friends, took harder classes and joined some stuff in scouting, I am now president of said crew. I got a job at my local pool and things were good, the more I stayed out of the house the better. Then covid hit, this has been the worst few months of my life. Things have gotten really bad at the house and I’m finally standing up for myself this time. Usually the fights just blow over and nothing comes of it. However last Sunday I came down the stairs and my mom told me to give her my phone because the music in my earbuds was too loud. I told her no because I hadn’t done anything wrong. This time was different though, she has since taken my monitor off my computer, forced me to do schoolwork downstairs and cut my cell service. And if your wondering about my grandmother though all this she is basically a zombie and never leaves the house and just stares at her phone 16 hours a day, and when there is a fight she always sides with my mom. I hate her, I hate this house and I hate that there’s nothing I can do but sit here for two more years.
Anyways if you’ve gone through that Chunky paragraph, thank you. Everyone else just says it’s teen angst but doesn’t understand how bad it’s been since I was a child. It’s nice to know at least someone will read this
PS sorry for the formatting I’m on mobile
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2020.12.01 21:53 SNKBot 2020 Rewatch - S3 Episode 19, The Basement - Discussion Thread

The Final Season of Attack on Titan is right around the corner, so while we're waiting for it, we're going to rewatch the series! The Final Season will begin broadcasting on the 6th of December. Until then, we're gonna be watching one episode a day. With 59 episodes from the previous 3 seasons and 6 OVAs, we're going to have 65 episodes to watch in total. The OVAs included in this rewatch are A Choice with No Regrets, Ilse's Notebook: Notes from a Scout Regiment Member, and the 3 Lost Girls episodes.
Previous threads:
Episode 0.5A
Episode 0.5B
S1 Episode 1
S1 Episode 2
S1 Episode 3
S1 Episode 4
S1 Episodes 5 and 6
S1 Episodes 7 and 8
S1 Episode 9
S1 Episode 10
S1 Episode 11
S1 Episode 12
S1 Episodes 13 and 3.5
S1 Episode 14
S1 Episode 15
S1 Episodes 16 and 16.5A
S1 Episodes 16.5B and 17
S1 Episode 18
S1 Episodes 19 and 20
S1 Episode 21
S1 Episode 22
S1 Episode 23
S1 Episode 24
S1 Episode 25
S2 Episode 1
S2 Episode 2
S2 Episode 3
S2 Episode 4
S2 Episode 5
S2 Episode 6
S2 Episode 7
S2 Episode 8
S2 Episode 9
S2 Episode 10
S2 Episode 11
S2 Episode 12
S3 Episode 1
S3 Episode 2
S3 Episode 3
S3 Episode 4
S3 Episode 5
S3 Episode 6
S3 Episode 7
S3 Episode 8
S3 Episode 9
S3 Episode 10
S3 Episode 11
S3 Episode 12
S3 Episode 13
S3 Episode 14
S3 Episode 15
S3 Episode 16
S3 Episode 17
S3 Episode 18

Discussion Questions

Who is this for? Can I participate if I haven't watched the series before?

This rewatch is for everyone! Anyone can join in, it doesn't matter if you've watched it 20 times or if this is the first time you've heard of the show! No matter what your experience with Attack on Titan is, feel free to join us and discuss it every day as we go through the series.

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2020.12.01 21:11 CykaPat How will the Glamrock animatronics act?

So with Security Breach coming in early 2021, we have more time to speculate on many topics, the story, attractions, and of course characters. And that is what I will cover today.
So we should all know at this point that Glamrock Freddy is the main protecter of Gregory, and also Gregory's mode of transport. Freddy will try to keep Gregory safe at all costs. If the Glamrocks get hacked by Vanny, Freddy may trap Gregory inside himself and transport him to Vanny.
Montgomery Gator is probably the "Heavy Metal Hunter" mentioned on Voices.com, which suggests he could possibly be the defender of Gregory. He could scout out on the look for Vanny. Monty possibly could also try to hunt down Vanessa (Security Girl) if the Glamrocks get hacked.
Voices.com also listed "Metal Femme Fetal" which could be either Glamrock Chica or Roxanne Wolf, so possibly one or both are distractions. They could try to divert Vanny's attention. Alternately, they could just act as nuisances, or as a threat to the player if not careful. If only one of them is the distractor, then I have no idea what the other would do.
So that's what I have to say on how they will act.
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2020.12.01 19:52 IndigoSunsets How to tell a 9 year old to stop bragging?

My stepdaughter is 9, and in groups insists on loudly bragging about whatever she’s gotten to do that may or may not be related to what’s being discussed.
Like we went to Hawaii once a couple years ago to see some of my husband’s family. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve heard her bragging about that to other kids. Or when she got to go to Disney on Ice for a daddy/daughter day. At the next Girl Scout meeting she was practically shouting that she had been at the other girls. These are not situations it was relevant to the activity/conversation. It’s just bragging. I get embarrassed for her listening to her talk like this.
Is there any way to teach her to not brag like this because she might be making her friends feel bad? Or is this something we need to let her learn on her own?
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2020.12.01 16:11 LChris24 Warrior Women of Ice and Fire Part IV: Outlaws, Sellswords, Etc. (Spoilers Extended)

One thing that the ASOIAF is filled with is GRRM's different takes on warrior women. Due to the sheer number, the post became massive to I decided to break it up into 4 sections that I am going to post this week. Part I was about wildings, Part II was about members of Houses (and bastards), Part III will feature dragonriders and Part IV will have all the others (outlaws, sellswords, etc.).
Link to Part I: Wildings
Link to Part II: Highborn Characters
Link to Part III: Dragonriders

Warrior Women of Ice and Fire Part IV: Outlaws, Sellswords, Etc.

As I mentioned in Part I. My initial name for this post was "Warrior Maids" but Chella (featured in Part III) made (no pun intended) me change my mind:
Tyrion licked his fingers. "With pleasure," he said. "The fair maid is Chella daughter of Cheyk of the Black Ears.""I'm no maid," Chella protested. "My sons have taken fifty ears among them." -AGOT, Tyrion VII

Outlaws

If interested: Outlaws of Ice and Fire
Wenda the White Fawn
Wenda was young/fair and a member of the Kingswood Brotherhood, along with characters like the Smiling Knight and Simon Toyne.
Wenda was known to brand her highborn captives (most notably Merret Frey):
Merrett found himself shivering, despite his cloak. He pulled open his waterskin and had another drink of wine. I could just get back on my horse, ride to Oldtown, and drink the gold away. No good ever came from dealing with outlaws. That vile little bitch Wenda had burned a fawn into the cheek of his arse while she had him captive. -ASOS, Epilogue
Her fate (along with several other members of the kingswood brotherhood) is unknown.
Lady Stoneheart
I probably could have put her in the Highborn Characters section, but unCat obviously leads a band of outlaws.
Her appearance vastly differs from Wenda:
"A woman?" He would have thought that the White Fawn would have taught Merrett to stay clear of outlaw wenches. "There was a woman in the Kingswood Brotherhood as well.""I know of her." How not, her tone suggested, when she left her mark upon my husband? "The White Fawn was young and fair, they say. This hooded woman is neither. The peasants would have us believe that her face was torn and scarred, and her eyes terrible to look upon. They claim she led the outlaws." -AFFC, Jaime IV
Since LSH is discussed a ton, I'm going to leave this section brief and just shamelessly self promote a bit:
Swampy Meg
Only mentioned in the AFFC, Appendix. She is listed as outside of Lady Stoneheart's section. Which could mean she is elsewhere, with Edric Dayne, etc.
Outlaws and Broken Men
{BERIC DONDARRION}, once Lord of Blackhaven, six times slain,
EDRIC DAYNE, Lord of Starfall, a boy of twelve, Lord Beric's squire,
THE MAD HUNTSMAN of Stoney Sept, his sometime ally,
GREENBEARD, a Tyroshi sellsword, his uncertain friend,
ANGUY THE ARCHER, a bowman from the Dornish Marches
MERRIT O'MOONTOWN, WATTY THE MILLER, SWAMPY MEG, JON O' NUTEN, outlaws in his band -AFFC, Appendix
Chella
Chella is a clan chief of the Black Ears (one of the Vale Mountain clans). She is described as ugly and small and shaped like a boy. She has a throaty laugh.
It is custom among the Black Ears to take ears from the the opponents they slay in battle. Chella claims to have taken forty-six:
"Braver to leave the man alive, with a chance to cleanse his shame by winning back his ear," explained Chella, a small dark woman whose grisly neckware was hung with no less than forty-six dried, wrinkled ears. Tyrion had counted them once. "Only so can you prove you do not fear your enemies." -ACOK, Tyrion I
She is known to have fought on the Green Fork and taken 4 ears:
Chella daughter of Cheyk rode up as they were yanking arrows out of Shagga, and showed them four ears she had taken. -AGOT, Tyrion VIII
She is then used by Tyrion to guard Shea, etc. before being sent to harass Stannis in the Kingswood. After the Blackwater she was forced to flee back to the Mountains of Moon.
She also claims that her sons have 50 ears among them.
Poxy Jeyne Poore
Poxy Jeyne was a savage leader of the Poor Fellows in their campaign against Maegor the Cruel during the Faith Militant Uprising. Since the Poor Fellows allowed both men/women (unlike the Warrior's Sons) I assume there were many more unnamed women warriors as well.
In 45 AC Maegor launched a new campaign and targeted Jeyne's group of Poor Fellows, in which she was betrayed and declared a witch. Her public execution was a trap to lure out her remaining followers with Maegor's forces slaughtering at the ambush at the Wendwater. Jeyne's execution continued (she was possibly loosely based on Joan of Arc).

Mole's Town Whores

Zei
After Styr and the wildling raiding party attacks Castle Black, Zei flees Mole Town to Castle Black and proves herself good with a crossbow:
Noye had put the women and children to work as well. Those too young to fight would carry water and tend the fires, the Mole's Town midwife would assist Clydas and Maester Aemon with any wounded, and Three-Finger Hobb suddenly had more spit boys, kettle stirrers, and onion choppers than he knew what to do with. Two of the whores had even offered to fight, and had shown enough skill with the crossbow to be given a place on the steps forty feet up. -ASOS, Jon VII
After Jon dispatches her to Mole's Town, she flees:
When he had read that, Jon had dispatched Zei to Mole's Town on their best horse to plead with the villagers to help man the Wall. She never returned. When he sent Mully after her, he came back to report the whole village deserted, even the brothel. Most likely Zei had followed them, straight down the kingsroad. Maybe we should all do the same, Jon reflected glumly. -ASOS, Jon IX

Sellswords

Pretty Meris
Pretty Meris is a Westerosi member of the Windblown and is the company torturer.
"It's desertion whenever we do it," argued Gerris, "and the Tattered Prince takes a dim view of deserters. He'll send hunters after us, and Seven save us if they catch us. If we're lucky, they'll just chop off a foot to make sure we never run again. If we're unlucky, they'll give us to Pretty Meris."That last gave Quentyn pause. Pretty Meris frightened him. A Westerosi woman, but taller than he was, just a thumb under six feet. After twenty years amongst the free companies, there was nothing pretty about her, inside or out. -ADWD, The Windblown
and:
"Meris will command you," said the Tattered Prince. "She knows my mind in this … and Daenerys Targaryen may be more accepting of another woman."**Quentyn glanced back to Pretty Meris. When her cold dead eyes met his, he felt a shiver. I do not like this.**Dick Straw still had doubts as well. "The girl would be a fool to trust us. Even with Meris. Especially with Meris. Hell, I don't trust Meris, and I've fucked her a few times." He grinned, but no one laughed. Least of all Pretty Meris."I think you are mistaken, Dick," the Tattered Prince said. "You are all Westerosi. Friends from home. You speak her same tongue, worship her same gods. As for motive, all of you have suffered wrongs at my hands. ... Meris was raped half round the company. Not this company, true, but we need not mention that. ... -ADWD, The Windblown
and:
When Daario brought them forward, she saw that one of them was a woman, big and blond and all in mail. "Pretty Meris," her captain named her, though pretty was the last thing Dany would have called her. She was six feet tall and earless, with a slit nose, deep scars in both cheeks, and the coldest eyes the queen had ever seen. As for the rest … -ADWD, Daenerys VII
and:
Caggo Corpsekiller was pacing by the wine vats, his black arakh hanging at his hip. Pretty Meris stood cradling a crossbow, her eyes as cold and dead as two grey stones. Denzo D'han barred the door once the Dornishmen were inside, then took up a position in front of it, arms crossed against his chest...."That will not be necessary," said Quentyn**. If the talk he had heard was true, beneath that shirt Pretty Meris had only the scars left by the men who'd cut her breasts off.** "Meris is a woman, I agree. You've still twisted the terms. -ADWD, The Spurned Suitor
Before she and the rest of the Windblown leave Quentyn and flee, Meris has a small encounter with a Viserion (who mistakes her for Dany).
If you are interested, some speculation on some members of the Windblown: Hiding Amongst the Windblown.
Also please check out u/joemagician's theory about Brienne/Pretty Meris and the 5 year gap.
Penny
I'm only half serious, but is allowed to stay with the Second Sons (not officially joining).
Penny sat up, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. "What about me? Can I sign too?""I think not. Some free companies have been known to take women, but … well, they are not Second Daughters, after all." -ADWD, Tyrion XII

Summer Islanders

Wars on the Summer Isles seldom last longer than a day, and do no harm to any but the warriors themselves. No crops are destroyed, no homes are put to the torch, no cities are sacked, no children are harmed, no women are raped (though warrior women oft fight beside their men in the line of battle). Even the defeated princes suffer neither death nor disfigurement though they must leave their homes and palaces to spend the remainder of their days in exile. -TWOIAF, Beyond the Free Cities: The Summer Isles
Kojja Mo
She is the daughter of Quhuru Mo (captain of the Cinnamon Wind). She captains the ship's red archers and slays a dozen pirates protecting her ship/Sam/Gilly.
Kojja Mo was the captain's daughter, taller than Sam and slender as a spear, with skin as black and smooth as polished jet. She captained the ship's red archers too, and pulled a double-curved goldenheart bow that could send a shaft four hundred yards. When the pirates had attacked them in the Stepstones, Kojja's arrows had slain a dozen of them whilst Sam's own shafts were falling in the water. The only thing Kojja Mo loved better than her bow was bouncing Dalla's boy upon her knee and singing to him in the Summer Tongue. The wildling prince had become the darling of all the women in the crew, and Gilly seemed to trust them with him as she had never trusted any man. -AFFC, Samwell IV
So far the Cinnamon Wind has appeared in Qarth (Dany POV) as well as Sam's POV travels from Braavos to Oldtown. Marwyn has actually boarded it to head back to Slaver's Bay (with a stop in the Summer Islands)
If you are interested in following the Cinnamon Wind on its journey throughout the story please read: All Aboard! The Journeys of the Cinnamon Wind
Xanda Qo
A princess of Sweet Lotus Vale in the Summer Islands, she was also the mother of Chatana Qo.
Xanda ended slavery and united the Summer Islands. She in the inventor of the famous goldenheart bow (from a special wood found only in the Summer Islands and illegal to export).
The histories carved into the Talking Trees tell us that these "Years of Shame" endured for the better part of two centuries, **until a warrior woman named Xanda Qo, Princess of Sweet Lotus Vale (who had herself been enslaved for a time), united all the islands under her rule and made an end to it.**As iron was scarce and costly in the isles, armor was little known, and the long thrusting spears and short stabbing spears traditional amongst the Summer Islanders had proved of little worth against the steel swords and axes of the slavers, so **Xanda Qo armed her sailors with tall bows of goldenheart, a wood found only on Jhala and Omboru. These great bows far outranged the recurved bows of horn and sinew the slavers carried, and could throw a yard-long shaft hard enough to pierce through mail and boiled leather and even good steel plate.**To give her archers a solid platform from which to draw and loose, Xanda Qo built ships larger than any previously seen in the Summer Sea—tall graceful ships cunningly fit together without so much as a single nail, many walled with rare hardwoods of the isles made harder still with magics, so the rams of slaver ships cracked and splintered against their sides. As swift as they were strong, her ships oft sported tall, curved prows carved into the shapes of birds and beasts. These "swan necks" won them the sobriquet of "swan ships." -TWOIAF, Beyond the Free Cities: The Summer Isles
Chatana Qo aka The Arrow of Jhahar
The daughter and successor of Xanda, she fought a series of wars known as the Slavers' Wars
Though it took the best part of a generation, the Summer Islanders, led by Princess Xanda's daughter (and eventual successor) Chatana Qo, the Arrow of Jhahar, ultimately prevailed in what came to be known as the Slavers' Wars. Though the unity of the isles did not survive her own reign (for the Arrow wed unwisely and did not rule as well as she had fought) slavers even now will flee at the sight of a swan ship, for each of these proud vessels is known to carry a complement of deadly archers armed with goldenheart bows. To this day, the bowmen (and women) of the Summer Isles are esteemed the finest in the world. Nor can their bows be matched by common bows, for the princes of the isles have forbidden the export of goldenheart wood since the Slavers' Wars; only bows of dragonbone are known to surpass them, and those are exceedingly rare. --TWOIAF, Beyond the Free Cities: The Summer Isles

Pit Fighters

Barsena Blackhair
"Their names shall be graven on the Gates of Fate amongst the other valiant fallen," declared Barsena. For eight years she had slain every other woman sent against her, it was said. "All men must die, and women too … but not all will be remembered." -ADWD, Daenerys IIDaenerys would have prohibited contests between women as well, but Barsena Blackhair protested that she had as much right to risk her life as any man. -ADWD, Daenerys IX
Barsena later fights a boar (with allusions to Bobby B):
A roar went up as Barsena Blackhair strode onto the sands, naked save for breechclout and sandals. A tall, dark woman of some thirty years, she moved with the feral grace of a panther. "Barsena is much loved," Hizdahr said, as the sound swelled to fill the pit. "The bravest woman I have ever seen."Strong Belwas said, "Fighting girls is not so brave. Fighting Strong Belwas would be brave."The boar was a huge beast, with tusks as long as a man's forearm and small eyes that swam with rage. She wondered whether the boar that had killed Robert Baratheon had looked as fierce. A terrible creature and a terrible death. For a heartbeat she felt almost sorry for the Usurper."Barsena is very quick," Reznak said. "She will dance with the boar, Magnificence, and slice him when he passes near her. He will be awash in blood before he falls, you shall see."It began just as he said. The boar charged, Barsena spun aside, her blade flashed silver in the sun. "She needs a spear," Ser Barristan said, as Barsena vaulted over the beast's second charge. "That is no way to fight a boar." He sounded like someone's fussy old grandsire, just as Daario was always saying.Barsena's blade was running red, but the boar soon stopped. He is smarter than a bull, Dany realized. He will not charge again. Barsena came to the same realization. Shouting, she edged closer to the boar, tossing her knife from hand to hand. When the beast backed away, she cursed and slashed at his snout, trying to provoke him … and succeeding. This time her leap came an instant too late, and a tusk ripped her left leg open from knee to crotch.A moan went up from thirty thousand throats. Clutching at her torn leg, Barsena dropped her knife and tried to hobble off, but before she had gone two feet the boar was on her once again. Dany turned her face away. "Was that brave enough?" she asked Strong Belwas, as a scream rang out across the sand."Fighting pigs is brave, but it is not brave to scream so loud. It hurts Strong Belwas in the ears." The eunuch rubbed his swollen stomach, crisscrossed with old white scars. "It makes Strong Belwas sick in his belly too." -ADWD, Daenerys IX
She is then eaten by Drogo:
The tumult and the shouting died. Ten thousand voices stilled. Every eye turned skyward. A warm wind brushed Dany's cheeks, and above the beating of her heart she heard the sound of wings. Two spearmen dashed for shelter. The pitmaster froze where he stood. The boar went snuffling back to Barsena. Strong Belwas gave a moan, stumbled from his seat, and fell to his knees.Above them all the dragon turned, dark against the sun. His scales were black, his eyes and horns and spinal plates blood red. Ever the largest of her three, in the wild Drogon had grown larger still. His wings stretched twenty feet from tip to tip, black as jet. He flapped them once as he swept back above the sands, and the sound was like a clap of thunder. The boar raised his head, snorting … and flame engulfed him, black fire shot with red. Dany felt the wash of heat thirty feet away. The beast's dying scream sounded almost human. Drogon landed on the carcass and sank his claws into the smoking flesh. As he began to feed, he made no distinction between Barsena and the boar. -ADWD, Daenerys IX
Senerra She-Snake
Not far from them, about the ghastly monument the Great Masters called the Spire of Skulls, several hundred pit fighters had gathered. Selmy saw the Spotted Cat amongst them. Beside him stood Fearless Ithoke, and elsewhere Senerra She-Snake, Camarron of the Count, the Brindled Butcher, Togosh, Marrigo, Orlos the Catamite. Even Goghor the Giant was there, towering above the others like a man amongst boys. Freedom means something to them after all, it would seem. The pit fighters had more love for Hizdahr than they had ever shown Daenerys, but Selmy was glad to have them all the same. Some are even wearing armor, he observed. Perhaps his defeat of Khrazz had taught them something. -TWOW, Barristan I
I am 100 99.99% confident it doesn't mean anything but that just rolls off your tongue like Shiera Seastar
There are probably more, especially since we don't know the sex of dsome of the named pit fighters.

Faceless (Wo)Men

Very few Faceless Men have been women:
"My wants do not matter," said the kindly man. "It may be that the Many-Faced God has led you here to be His instrument, but when I look at you I see a child . . . and worse, a girl child. Many have served Him of Many Faces through the centuries, but only a few of His servants have been women. Women bring life into the world. We bring the gift of death. No one can do both." -AFFC, Arya II
And since Arya was included in the Highborn Character post, that only leaves:
The Waif
Appears like a young girl but is actually 36 years old.
The waif showed ten fingers. Then ten again, and yet again. Then six. Her face remained as smooth as still water. She can't be six-and-thirty, Arya thought. She's a little girl. "You're lying," she said. The waif shook her head and showed her once again: ten and ten and ten and six. **She said the words for six-and-thirty, and made Arya say them too.**The next day she told the kindly man what the waif had claimed. "She did not lie," the priest said, chuckling. "The one you call waif is a woman grown who has spent her life serving Him of Many Faces. She gave Him all she was, all she ever might have been, all the lives that were within her." -AFFC, Arya II
Poison makes her how she appears:
"No," he said, "not unless you wish it. It is the poisons that have made her as you see her."Poisons. She understood then. Every evening after prayer the waif emptied a stone flagon into the waters of the black pool. -AFFC, Arya II

Pirates

I completely forgot Pirates. Thanks u/MetroPicnicStalking.
Bellegere Otherys
The daughter of a Sealord of Braavos and a princess of the Summer Isles, she later was a lover of Aegon IV (Unworthy):
"The Black Pearl," she told them. Merry claimed the Black Pearl was the most famous courtesan of all. "She's descended from the dragons, that one," the woman had told Cat. "The first Black Pearl was a pirate queen. A Westerosi prince took her for a lover and got a daughter on her, who grew up to be a courtesan. Her own daughter followed her, and her daughter after her, until you get to this one. What did she say to you, Cat?" -AFFC, Cat of the Canals
and:
BELLEGERE OTHERYS (THE BLACK PEARL OF BRAAVOS): Smuggler, trader, sometime pirate, captain of the Widow Wind, born of a union between a Braavosi merchant's daughter and an envoy from the Summer Isles (GRRM confirmed that she was the daughter of the sealord and a SI princess). After Naerys fell pregnant and almost died in 161, King Baelor sent Aegon to Braavos on a diplomatic mission. ... There he met Bellegere Otherys. His affair with the Black Pearl continued for ten years, though it was said that Bellegere had a husband in every port and that Aegon was but one of many. She gave birth to three children during the decade, two girls and a boy of doubtful paternity. Children by the Black Pearl: Bellenora, Narha, Balerion. -TWOIAF: The Targaryen Kings: Aegon IV
Korra the Cruel
"If we should encounter the Lady Korra on Hag's Teeth, you may soon be lacking other parts as well. Korra the Cruel, they call her. Her ship is crewed by beautiful young maids who geld every male they capture." -ADWD, Tyrion III
The Old Mother
THE OLD MOTHER: A pirate queen. -TWOIAF, The Targaryen Kings: Jaehaerys II
One of the Band of Nine who instigated the War of the Ninepenny Kings/Fifth Blackfyre Rebellion, trying to carve out kingdoms for themselves.

Beyond the Free Cities

Malazza
Also known as the Girl General, she is a Yunkai noble who commands an army of slave soldiers:
Then there was the Girl General, who rode about on a white horse with a red mane and commanded a hundred strapping slave soldiers that she had bred and trained herself, all of them young, lean, rippling with muscle, and naked but for breechclouts, yellow cloaks, and long bronze shields with erotic inlays. Their mistress could not have been more than sixteen and fancied herself Yunkai's own Daenerys Targaryen. -ADWD, The Windblown
She also bid on Tyrion at one point:
"Twenty-five hundred." A female voice this time; a girl, short, with a thick waist and heavy bosom, clad in ornate armor. Her sculpted black steel breastplate was inlaid in gold and showed a harpy rising with chains dangling from her claws. A pair of slave soldiers lifted her to shoulder height on a shield. -ADWD, Tyrion X
The Yunkai commanders switch ultimate command constantly and it causes confusion about orders.
Rhoynish
By and large a peaceful people, the Rhoynar could be formidable when roused to wroth, as many a would-be Andal conqueror learned to his sorrow. The Rhoynish warrior with his silver-scaled armor, fish-head helm, tall spear, and turtle-shell shield was esteemed and feared by all those who faced him in battle. It was said the Mother Rhoyne herself whispered to her children of every threat, that the Rhoynar princes wielded strange, uncanny powers, that Rhoynish women fought as fiercely as Rhoynish men, and that their cities were protected by "watery walls" that would rise to drown any foe. -TWOIAF: Ancient History: Ten Thousand Ships
and:
It is said that, amongst the Rhoynar who came to Dorne with Nymeria, eight of every ten were women...but a quarter of those were warriors, in the Rhoynish tradition, and even those who did not fight had been hardened during their travels and travails. As well, thousands who had been boys when fleeing the Rhoyne had grown into manhood and taken up the spear during their years of wandering. By joining with the newcomers, the Martells increased the size of their host by tenfold. -TWOIAF, Ancient History: Ten Thousand Ships
The Kingdom of Sarnor
Their riders wore steel and spider silk and rode coal-black mares, whilst the greatest of their warriors went to battle in scythed chariots pulled by teams of bloodred horses (oft driven by their wives or daughters, for it was the custom amongst the Sarnori for men and women to make war together). -TWOIAF, Beyond the Free Cities: The Grasslands
The sister cities of Kayakayanaya, Bayasabhad, and Samyriana
Remnants of the Patrimony of Hyrkoon, the sister cities are defended by women. They the three roads into the Bone Mountains:
The Dothraki remain nomads still, a savage and wild people who prefer tents to palaces. Seldom still, the khals drive their great herds of horses and goats endlessly across their "sea," fighting one another when they meet and occasionally moving beyond the borders of their own lands for slaves and plunder, or to claim the "gifts" that the magisters and triarchs of the Free Cities bestow upon them whenever they chance to wander too far west. It is said that the fortress cities of Bayasabhad, Samyriana, and Kayakayanaya are defended by women out of the belief that those who give birth are the only ones permitted to take life at will. The True Account of Addam of Duskendale's Journeys, a merchant's account of his alleged travels in eastern Essos, provides little further insight into these matters, or any others that scholars are interested in, and instead spends most of its time finding ways to remind readers that the warrior women walk about barebreasted and decorate their cheeks and nipples with ruby studs and iron rings. -TWOIAF, Beyond the Free Cities: The Grasslands
and:
Even along these well-traveled routes, crossing the Bones remains grueling and hazardous...and safe passage comes at a price, for on the far side of the mountains stand three mighty fortress cities, last remnants of the once great Patrimony of Hyrkoon. Bayasabhad, the City of Serpents, guards the eastern end of the Sand Road and exacts tribute from all those who seek to pass. The Stone Road, with its deep defiles and endless, narrow switchbacks, passes beneath the walls of Samyriana, a grey stone city carved into the very rock of the mountains it defends. In the north, fur-clad warriors ride the Steel Road over swaying bridges and through underground passageways, escorting caravans to and from Kayakayanaya, whose walls are black basalt, black iron, and yellow bone.**Many accounts inform us that the mountain warriors of Kayakayanaya, Samyriana, and Bayasabhad are all women, daughters of the Great Fathers who rule these cities, where girls learn to ride and climb before they learn to walk, and are schooled in the arts of the bow, the spear, the knife, and the sling from earliest childhood. Lomas Longstrider himself tells us that there are no fiercer fighters on all the earth. As for their brothers, the sons of the Great Fathers, ninety-nine of every hundred are gelded when they reach the age of manhood and live out their lives as eunuchs, serving their cities as scribes, priests, scholars, servants, cooks, farmers, and craftsmen. Only the most promising males, the largest and strongest and most comely, are permitted to mature and breed and become Great Fathers themselves in their turns. Maester Naylin's Rubies and Iron—named for the penchant of the warrior women to wear iron rings in their nipples and rubies in their cheeks—speculates on the circumstances that led to such strange customs.**The three fortress cities began as true forts, outposts and garrisons raised up by the Patriarchs of Hyrkoon to guard the western marches of their realm against the brigands, outlaws, and wild men of the Bones, and the savages who dwelt beyond them. Over the centuries, however, the citadels grew into cities, whilst Hyrkoon itself withered into dust, as its lakes and rivers dried away and its once-fertile fields turned to desert. Today the heartland of Hyrkoon is the Great Sand Sea, a vast wasteland of restless dunes, dry riverbeds, and ruined forts and towns baking beneath the sun. Water is said to boil away, it is so hot in the deep, southern portions of the sea. -TWOIAF, The Bones and Beyond
and:
Before the Dry Times and the coming of the Great Sand Sea, the Jogos Nhai fought many a bloody border war against the Patrimony of Hyrkoon as well, poisoning rivers and wells, burning towns and cities, and carrying off thousands into slavery on the plains, whilst the Hyrkoon for their part were sacrificing tens of thousands of the zorse-riders to their dark and hungry gods. The enmity between the nomads and the warrior women of the Bones runs deep and bitter to this very day, and over the centuries a dozen jhattars have led armies up the Steel Road. Thus far all these assaults have broken against the walls of Kayakayanaya, yet the moonsingers still sing of the glorious day to come when the Jogos Nhai shall prevail and spill over the mountains to claim the fertile lands beyond. -TWOIAF, The Bones and Beyond: The Plains of the Jogos Nhai
Zhea
Zhea was the first Jhattar of the Jogos Nhai which was formerly maid up of small bands. The banded together to fight Yi Ti (seemingly like Genghis Khan):
At last the nomads, facing the extinction of their race, did what they had never done before. **A thousand rival clans joined together and raised up a jhattar, a woman in man's mail named Zhea. Known as Zhea the Barren, Zhea Zorseface, and Zhea the Cruel, and famed even then for her cunning, she is remembered to this day in the Golden Empire of Yi Ti, where mothers whisper her name to frighten unruly children into obedience.**In courage, valor, and skill at arms, Lo Bu had no peer, but in cunning he proved to be no match for Zhea. The war between the young emperor and the wizened jhattar lasted less than two years. **Zhea isolated each of Lo Bu's thirteen armies, slew their scouts and foragers, starved them, denied them water, led them into wastelands and traps, and destroyed them each in turn. Finally her swift riders descended upon Lo Bu's own host, in a night of carnage and slaughter so terrible that every stream for twenty leagues around was choked with blood.**Amongst the slain was Lo Bu himself, the forty-third and last of the scarlet emperors. When his severed head was presented to Zhea, she commanded that the flesh be stripped from the bone, so that his skull might be dipped in gold and made into her drinking cup. From that time to this, every jhattar of the Jogos Nhai has drunk fermented zorse milk from the gilded skull of the Boy Too Bold By Half, as Lo Bu is remembered. -TWOIAF, The Bones and Beyond: The Plains of the Jogos Nhai
Thoughts/Theories
What originally started as one post ended up as four. While I know some people dislike the warrior woman trope, I appreciate the variety and depth that GRRM went to in order to create these different groups and factions.
I wanted to present my female characters in great diversity, even in a society as sexist and patriarchal as the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros**. Women would find different roles and different personalities, so women with different talents would find ways to work with it in a society according to who they are.** -GRRM
TLDR: The final part of a series on warrior women. This one lists outlaws, sellswords, pit fighters, etc.
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2020.12.01 07:13 Appropriate_Owl_2261 Kitchen Nightmares Thoughts

I’ve been binge watching kitchen nightmares and 1)I think a lot of the owners issues are that they have a huge ego and need a reality check from someone with credibility (Gordon) and 2) Sometimes the bad food they bring out doesn’t look that bad like I might eat it. Do u think for an average person’s pallet some of these foods might’ve been good outside of Gordon’s expectation in tastes or are they really that bad? I know he hates Girl Scout cookies which I LOVE, so it made me question his pallet when he tastes ppls foods. Has anyone visited any of the restaurants on KN? Sorry just a random thought! He’s really amazing for helping some of these places!
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2020.12.01 07:09 cinnamon_toas Chance Me Cornell ED (2025) Please!

background: Asian Female (California) for College of Arts & Sciences @ Cornell
stats: GPA - uw: 3.79, w: 4.17 (took about 10 AP's & Honors at an extremely competitive public high school)*
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Girl Scouts Gold & Silver Award
6-week summer internship related to my major
*took a pretty rigorous coursework my junior year and got a couple of B's that year and a few my freshman year too (no C's in high school, though). senior year grades do show an upward trajectory
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2020.12.01 05:48 canicryaboutit I Could Really Use Some Womanly Advice...

So I just started a job with a pretty well known company. Myself and one of my other coworkers started to get some messages amd comments from one of our trainers that kind of made us uncomfortable but nothing that was outwardly harassment. We mentioned this to a coworker who has been with the company after she told us this guy scouts all the "skinny pretty girls" (I don't consider myself this but that's how she put it) to have threesomes with his wife. She was very pushy in trying to get us to report him but we both felt that we weren't ready to do that since he didn't really approach us in that manner and if/when we felt like we did want to report him, we would.
This was maybe 2 weeks ago and honestly the messages and comments have since died down. I honestly wasn't thinking anything of it and since I'll be out of training next week, I just wanted to let it go. Again, he didn't say anything to me that I felt was harassment, more so just alluded to things and made little slick comments.
Well today I got an email from HR telling me to be in a confidential meeting tomorrow and I just know it's because of this. Me nor my friend said anything and the only other person who knows is the girl who was pushing us to report him. I feel really upset that she has done this on my behalf. I didn't ask for this. I am not ready and not even convinced it's something I want to do, but now I am being forced to.
The icing on the cake is this girl herself has texted me and sent me VERY inappropriate messages saying what she would like to do with/to me (she found out I am a lesbian).
Can anyone please tell me if I'm wrong for being upset with her? Is she in the wrong for reporting on our behalf even after we said we weren't ready? Am I wrong for not wanting to report? Anything will help.
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