2021.09.16 17:04 shrimp-soda drake fan hisoka
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2021.09.16 17:04 NithinKriz Where to find the option for creating fields?
I'm new to Salesforce Flow and I was doing a Warehouse App and the requirements were given below.
2021.09.16 17:04 MaddoxKann Help a girl out with rent
2021.09.16 17:04 Link922 Radiation
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2021.09.16 17:04 wbradleyjr1 Twilight's Last Gleaming
2021.09.16 17:04 TheBanishedOne999 WOW did not expect to actually find these on my hunt!
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2021.09.16 17:04 Dragonflames1994 What game company will kill your erection?
2021.09.16 17:04 HeatPacker1222 I ordered "economy" struts assemblys (performance ride technology) on accident. So, I went back to Rock Auto to see about getting original ride quality shocks. When I did so, the originals were priced a little bit less than the economy PRTs that I ordered. Are you guys familiar with this brand?
Will they be comparable to the OEM quality struts? I love the way my TL handles and takes bumps so I would like to retain those characteristics, if possible. Thx in advance
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2021.09.16 17:04 Hedi69420 Jena mbreter
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2021.09.16 17:04 Proper-Sock4721 September 15, 1993 - 28 years ago Michael Jackson performed for the first time in Russia and became one of the first foreign stars to visit the country after the collapse of the USSR.
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2021.09.16 17:04 flintyeye notify me
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2021.09.16 17:04 ContentForager JUST GOT CONFIRMED! (/r/Catholicism)
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2021.09.16 17:04 G4723 Ludwig can you post your videos in 4 by 3 so they fit better on my new monitor.
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2021.09.16 17:04 businessyndicate NASA awards five contracts for lunar landers to follow SpaceX demonstration
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2021.09.16 17:04 R42ToMoffat Newbury has put up a few new exclusives!
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2021.09.16 17:04 GraphiteStorm Flat spots in rag?
Hi, Im pretty new to ark and i hv just started on ragnorok. I have reached mid game and was lookin for a flat place to build a permanent on rag. I need the resources nearby, does anyone know some places?
Thanks for reading :)
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2021.09.16 17:04 reblues Grazie a un thread su r/Damnthatsinteresting ho scoperto di Leonarda Cianciulli, una serial killer che fra il 1939 e il 1941 ha ucciso e trasformato in sapone tre donne a Correggio come sacrifici umani affinché il figlio non morisse in guerra.
2021.09.16 17:04 SteveDriveTanner Whats a king von line that made u go “damn i felt that. on my kids thats some real shit”?
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2021.09.16 17:04 TallEthnicPrincess How would you found out someone who was mean to you on Reddit is actually hot?
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2021.09.16 17:04 checkmatecantrelate If you could, what’s one action you regret that you would go back in time to change?
2021.09.16 17:04 ron_weedsley Who do you think the final girl/boy will be? [EP 5 Spoiler Warning]
All the good guys are dead now, but I have a feeling either Karen will somehow be alive, or Harry will get redeemed, judging by the trailer he seems to be done with the pills, so maybe he'll stop being an asshole and realize all the shit he's done. And he's definitely hunting Austin and Belle down if they take his son.
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2021.09.16 17:04 Wecantasteyourspirit [Part 4 - Series] We are The Ones Who Watch
We are conflicted. We have misspoke. We must clarify. We are one entity, and there is no I. We are The Ones Who Watch, and there is no I. We hunt for The Mother. We hunt all for The Mother.
We apologize for the inconsistencies in our last post. Somewhere along the lines something went wrong inside of our brain. We don’t actually have a brain but hopefully that let’s you understand the meaning. Our speech was incorrect and our story telling was clouded by The Mother’s consciousness. Maybe now that we have left that beings presence we can speak freely.
That is The Mother, not a being.
Yes, we know.
Then say as such.
I..no we are telling this story, Silence!
The Mother brings life to all of us observers, typically she only has a few like us that roam the plains like you humans. Most of our kind tend to her in the nest beneath the surfaces of this world. The Mother is eternal, for as long as she has her feast she lives. We hunt, she lives. Without her we cease to be or so she says.
The Mother speaks only Truth.
We feel it is best for you humans to understand that your mothers are not at all like The Mother. She is not like us, not some shape-shifting mass of consciousness, no she is much much more. The Mother towers over all in spirit and body. Those who oppose her lose their spirit before they can even fight back. Her strength is inconceivable. We lack the perfect comparison few creatures on earth even are remotely similar to her physical form, none match her spirit. She almost looks like that odd creature you call———-
They do not deserve this knowledge. They did not venture into the deep.
Silence! I am telling the—
We are telling this story!
We will move on since we lack the words to continue our description of the great Mother. However we do have the words for our journey today. Notice our words did not include hunt. Our existence is the hunt but occasionally we are just returning to our favorite place and any meal along the way is just pure coincidence. The past city was fantastic for food and spirits but our new destination, well its great for so many other reasons.
Our form had assumed the shape of a man. Unlike our last humanlike appearance this time we did try to stick out. Our legs shifted into what looked like rather nice khaki pants with matching dress shoes beneath. Our torso shifting into a white long sleeve button covered by a dark brown sweater vest. Our brown hair was kept neatly combed back out of our face. Out of our hand morphed a red gas can, the kind you could find at a gas station. It was small and had a short yellow spigot to pour from. We walked along a quiet highway that was going up a mountain. No street lights, no passing cars, and surrounded on both sides by a thick forest. On our left was a grove of trees so dense we didn’t know how even deer could manage to get through it. The trees towered over head, while thick hedges of bush and briars filled ever cap between the trunks. On the right of us was a much more open forest. The trees still towered like skyscraper above us but were spaced out enough you could drive a small car through the area. We had been to this place so many times that we knew exactly which of our tricks would help us to speed up our journey. You humans are generally kind hearted. Willing to help someone in need. This road had very few gas stations so to see a man walking alone in search of fuel was sure to inspire sympathy. The direction we were walking away from had a one hour or so walk to a source of fuel, the way we were headed was only a 30 minute walk. We didn't need the gas because we had no car but we did want a ride to the gas station. This little trip would cut down on our travel time tremendously, we would like to get there before sunrise. Now all we had to do was wait for a kind hearted soul.
After a few minutes a car could be heard approaching from behind us. We held out a hand with a thumbs up as we hung our head down in a ruse of defeat. The slight squeal of brakes that had began to bring the car to a stop was a welcome sound. As the car approached we felt the sadness yet also the hopefulness leaking from its passengers. They felt sorry for us, but they thought that they could possibly help. The passenger window rolled down and they asked if they could give us a lift to the next gas station, we put on a smile and nodded in affirmation. There car was an older model but was in good condition, the bright white exterior was a huge contrast to the dark and soothing black interior. The driver, a man in his early twenties turned and smiled at us, “Hope you haven't been walking too long it's dangerous out here in the woods.” The woman in the passenger seat smacked his arm, “He knows that Kevin let’s just get him to the gas station.” This woman who also was in her early twenties had a lot of emotion, anger, sadness, and most prominently anxiety. She wore a large sweatshirt and dark colored leggings. This was a sizeable difference compared to her partner who had jeans and a nicer coat. “Could you just take me to the closest station then i’ll get out of your hair.” After we spoke the man let out a small chuckle, “It’s really not an issue we are happy to drive you.” The car began to drive forward again and we all sat in an awkward silence. The woman was clearly staring daggers at the man who wouldn’t take his eyes off the road. He radiated fear mixed with forced happiness while her sadness was leaving, her anger grew. Maybe this would be a good meal?
Our ride had begun to crest one of the many hills preceding the mountain when the small grouping of buildings illuminated by a few street lights became visible. “There is the town and the gas station, think you’ll be able to find a ride back?” The man asked very kindly but his voice had a quiver to it. Their emotions were growing stronger and we grew hungrier. “You call that a town,” we said with a chuckle, “We will either find a ride or find a motel room so no need to worry about us!” It wasn't until the woman spoke that we had realized what we said, “Us? We didn’t pick up nobody but you or do you have something you’d like to share?” Her voice had underlying tons of the rage she was holding within but about what we still didn’t know. We shook our and didn’t offer an explanation, we weren’t sure where the slip up came from. More and more here recently we had begun to refer to ourselves as “we” or “our” out loud, or as “I” in our consciousness. Something was definitely wrong. Our car pulled into the gas station and the doors unlocked with a click. But before the man could turn around and speak we used one of the first abilities we ever mastered. Our body dropped its illusion of a well dressed man, it dropped any sense of form it had once held and like a spilt drink we drained ourselves into the floor boards out of sight. “Where did he go?” Fear had crept in rising to meet the levels of anxiety he already had, the emotions were now even more tempting to consume. The woman then turned to look, “Kevin I told you not to pick this guy up. Now turns out he was a ghost. I told you not to take this job all the way up in the middle of nowhere but here we are! Driving up a mountain to see a rental house picking up ghosts on the way!” At this point her words were screams interrupted by sobs as tears began to roll down her face. “I didn't have any options Anna! It was either this or go broke!” The man retorted also becoming irritable over his anxiety and fear. Obviously are not human so our opinion may not be accurate but this did not sound like a healthy relationship. We are one consciousness so we don't disagree, they are two consciousnesses but only one seemed to make decisions. We wanted to see where this argument lead, but our food may spoil. Now or never.
We were quick to reform in the back seat to the shock of the young couple. Both of our hands reached out and our spirit found theirs. It tasted good, the fear of our reappearance, the anger from the conflict, the controlling arrogance he had been trying to hide causing immense anxiety, and it was all delicious. The spirit of the woman was the easiest to consume, all of her emotions being so vibrant made it easier for our spirit to take hold. Her body slumped forward against the dashboard as our spirit went after the man. His spirit was trying to hide but we already had seen it, we already had its scent. The anxiety from masking arrogance had been seen by our spirit and we took hold, his spirit became ours. We don’t know if this process is painful to your kind, we never hear any cries of pain. But then again we don’t even know if you are dead in spirit and body or just your body. With both spirits consumed and both bodies unmoving, we had found a ride to take us where we needed to go. We pulled the man to the back seat and moved ourselves to where he once was. It was time to begin the final leg of our journey.
You humans design these creations in such odd ways. You have two feet, yet you put three pedals for them. You have the technological advances to avoid these short coming yet you choose to be the gearbox when you could just have one already in the car. These are not the only design flaws but we would be very bored if we listed those all here. With the use of all three pedals, when appropriate, we were off continuing up the mountain. The highway continued in the same fashion as prior to the poor excuse for a town. Either side shrouded in darkness from an ever increasingly thick grove of trees, while the road only was illuminated by our headlights and the whispers of moonrise peaking between clouds and the trees overhead.
It is time for what you humans call a vacation.
We will take a break from watching. For now.
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