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2022.01.24 03:41 Carguy393 Real world uses of Algofi
Been bouncing this around in my head all day, but what, if any are the real world uses of Algofi? I get that you can leverage to buy coins and the value in that, but what about buying a car or house? The APR on these loans is great, but since you already have the cash to buy say a car, why would you use algofi to loan against the money you already have? Just trying to figure out an advantage of the system.
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2022.01.24 03:41 SadJoetheSchmoe Crucible Refined Meyrin, I just love how well Iron Truage Hood pairs with Pyrric Ascent Vestment
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2022.01.24 03:41 LV_Collectionist “Wen marketplace” convo w/ Seussibles Team @Tibles - Challenges incoming I saw the MP👀
2022.01.24 03:41 Cristi_404 How i can change Sprout super wall into unbreakable tiles?
2022.01.24 03:41 Poorly-Drawn-Beagle A Well-Intentioned Gift
[WP] aliens try to cheer up a human aboard thier ship on the anniversary of earth's destruction by making a pet for them base on a animal from earth but they made a mythical creature.
It was another ordinary day at replicator-farm 014 on the barren salt flats on Grand Bizert, a semisignificant planet, desolate yet charming, tucked into a rather scenic nebulosity on the Delphic Peripheral Expanse.
The local life forms, mostly squat squeaky creatures dressed in tattered robes and scarves, mixed with an assortment of offworld visitors, went about their duties overseeing the next production-batch of replicated laborers and occasionally exchanging puffable carcinogens and dirty limericks and Great Junk Traders of Galactic History trading cards.
Yes, by all accounts a thoroughly ordinary day... until the raiders came.
Whispers of the red ships, blocky and rusty and barely spaceworthy, had been circulating for weeks now; they had been seen jumping claims at the krannalite mines and salvage depots, leaving only dead bodies in their wake (admittedly, dead bodies who were somehow able to circulate whispers about it). When those ships, those bloodstained and ramshackle ships, were first seen hovering over old 014, there was time for those present to assume it was a prank. Then once realization set in, time to panic and raise a general alarm. But there was not time for much else.
The ships disgorged a motley crew- mutants and spacers, fleet deserters and mercenaries, spice-tokers and hive minders, stim-heads, muscleheads, motorheads, chestbursters, anal-probers, cultists, killers, rogues, renegades, debt collectors, repossession agents, intergalactic insurance salesbeings, conquerors from the future and temporally-displaced vikings, and all other assorted flavors of scum and villainy- all on fierce-looking voidlocipedes, engines all a-snarl. And in the space of a double-heartbeat they were on the people of Grand Bizert.
The acts that followed were brief but unspeakable. Needless to say that many of the raiders also used the restroom without properly cleaning it afterwards, though a few were good enough to pick something up at the gift shop.
The raiders, safely aboard the Skuzzbukkit, divvied up their ill-gotten loot and congratulated each other on this exceptional haul. No question about making the pillaging quota this cycle.
"I got this guy's prosthetic augment-spleen," grinned Driblette, a particularly misbegotten gelatinous creature they'd picked up on Slor's Gullet in the Huckster Brim.
"I think I got someone's holoporn stash," murmured Sir Constellance Proudhoof, an exiled prince of the equine Resurgent Blood-Hordes, who preferred to be called Norm.
"I got a rock," groaned Gary of the Archducal Hives of Sklorig, who was new and still getting the hang of things.
"Hey. Where's Dirt? Didn't see her at the raid." someone spoke up.
There was an uncomfortable silence.
"Went to her bunk," said Norm, eventually.
Dirt was a more recent acquisition to the crew, nicknamed after the remote world where they had picked her up, some mostly-watery sphere where the crew had gone cattle-mutilating while drunk, shortly before that planet's untimely destruction. Dirt was not quite the world's proper name; it was something more like Sediment or Loam or something, but the wrod seemed appropriate for a bit of a friendly jab at the new crewmate.
The truth was many of them were uncertain what to make of Dirt. Whatever species was dominant on her planet was disquieting in form and appearance- smooth skin, mostly available in shades of pink, tawny and brown; virtually no fur except atop the head; flat faces, disturbingly small noses, arms and legs uncomfortably single-jointed and haphazardly bolted onto an apelike frame. While she had in time proven a cooperative member of the crew, fierce in combat as planet-orphans often could be, she remained isolated. Distant. An oddball.
Dirt (as she had taken to calling herself) lay sprawled out in her bunk, staring dimly at the gunmetal grey of her cell's ceiling. There was an augmented reality option to make the room look more spacious, but she had never gotten around to using them. After everything that had happened- the destruction of an entire planet, abduction by aliens, helping aliens play pirate against other aliens- reality was already pretty well broken up. No need to break it any further.
The door to her room slid open- not opened like a normal door, but slid apart automatically and with a snakelike hiss. The one who looked like a horse- Norm again.
"Alright, I give. How do you lock the doors in this place?"
"You're missing the party. Thane-Of-Krigos-Who-In-Frenzy-Spatters-Flecks-of-Offal is going to do the ancient celebratory rite of his culture, which your people call karaoke. And Professor Eviscera is making booze out of the fuel reserves."
"I don't feel like celebrating," Dirt said, listlessly.
It was moments like these, Norm thought, that you could see something in Dirt's eye. The kind of look a sentient being got when they'd witnessed the destruction of their home planet. He'd seen it maybe twice before, and it was always disturbing. A thousand parsec stare, they called it.
Norm thought carefully about his next words. "There are times it's better to let sorrow wash over you. But there should come a time when those waves pass, the sorrows left well behind you."
"I'm not up to more alien poetry now, thanks."
"It is understandable you should miss your home-"
"Miss? You have no idea. You only got kicked out of your home. I lost mine entirely. Everything I ever knew is gone. I had friends. Not many, but I had them. Family. Pets."
"I- it's when you have an animal that's your friend. Like, a non-sentient animal."
"It's not a sex thing, is it?" Norm asked, sounding disturbed.
"No! Just... leave me alone, alright?"
Norm let out a heavy, chuffing sigh through his snout. "As you wish."
And he left Dirt alone to stare at the ceiling.
Days passed, or perhaps did not, aboard the Skuzzbukkit. The quirks of superliminal travel meant that you might start a journey on Tuesday, make a detour through the distant future, and arrive the preceding Saturday, possibly catching a glimpse of the moment of creation. But at least from the limited perspective of the crew of the Skuzzbukkit, days passed.
And through those days, Sir Constellance Proudhoof (who preferred to be called Norm) tinkered with one of the replicator pods that Genocidal Ervit had recovered from the raid on Grand Bizert, toiling day and night, his taloned hooves ceaseless in their work. Occasionally other members of the crew took notice of his work with bemusement and interest.
"Whatcha doing?" Asked Quelcch, the double-faced cannibal of Pisswash Heights (who doubled as navigator and, when on shore leave, the captain's gun-caddie).
"Quelcch, my feeble-minded friend. I am engaged in a most secretive endeavor in the interests of promoting better intersentient relations within this, our confederacy of bandits and depraved outcasts."
"Why?" asked Quelcch, who had an annoying tendency of doing this.
"The newest acquisition to our crew suffers acutely from the loss of her home planet. During our last exchange she mentioned a local custom in which her people would befriend unsentients. Therefore, I posit that her torpor may be broken if I merely synthesize a creature from her home planet with which she might form this bond."
"Why?" asked Quelcch, out of his second mouth.
"If you don't go away I'll stuff scourge-worms down your tunic again."
Quelcch, displaying rare insight, took the hint and waddled off idly. Norm, undeterred, resumed his work.
This was a sound plan- of that he was sure. Although he did not fully grasp the significance of pets, clearly it was necessary for some beings to function well. That he had absolutely no idea how to work the replicator, and the etherweb contained only limited information on the fauna of Dirt's planet, daunted him not at all.
This'll show that stupid malformed ape that we care, he thought charitably.
Keeping his hands on his work, Norm craned his neck to check the reference material again.
What should I attempt, then? Yessss... this ought to do. "Dragons."
The flaming wreckage of the Skuzzbukkit was still visible miles away, at the terminus of a trail of smoking corpses that wound across several sand dunes. A wailing, dragonlike cry and the flapping of enormous wings could be heard echoing for miles.
"Look, I'm really sorry about this," Norm said, sheepishly. "I'm still not sure where I went wrong exactly but clearly it was somewhere."
"It's alright," Dirt said, and smiled halfheartedly. Believe it or not, I really appreciate the thought. Actually, I think it's me that owes you an apology."
Norm cocked a quizzical browridge. Dirt felt herself shrug a little.
"I've been so focused on my problems that I never really thought about how things were for you. I'm caught up on things that are lost forever, but you moved on when everything you lost is still there, just out of your reach."
They were quiet a moment. Norm considered reaching out to hold her hoof (or whatever that thing was), but decided it wasn't a good moment for it.
From across the dunes, the dragon screeched in hideous triumph. "Anyway," Norm said, "Better find some cover."
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2022.01.24 03:41 JoeDad89 Great Christmas Eve present.(toasty OG grails)
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2022.01.24 03:41 vulpixawesome02 Disregarding money, talent and resources needed, what career would you pursue and why?
2022.01.24 03:41 ChrolloLucilfer69 [Manga Spoilers] Which characters would have went bald in their old age?
Probably a dumb question but I'm curious, which characters do you think would have went bald when they reached old age?
2022.01.24 03:41 ProbablyMessedUp_ canon 800d vs 850d?
i’m currently looking at cameras to buy as im doing photography class and have wanted a camera for ages, (like years, ive always been keeping my eye out for a nice one!) i have enough money to go for it.
I have been looking at a used 800d, (only extra is a bag), but supposedly has a shutter count of under 500 (guy can’t check and honestly i’m seeing a few red flags in our convo but not enough to dump the idea), i’m looking at it tomorrow but also recently saw new 850ds on sale for a pretty solid price. (300 dollars cheaper than usual). Both have the kit lenses.
So pros and cons? Thoughts? What else should i check for on the guys second hand camera?
I am doing my research but i’m just not sure. 850d’s newer features aren’t going to really effect much for me i feel, but the reliability and all is just calming? if that’s the right word. I’m seeing a few red flags in our convo (a little too eager to sell said camera and unable to find shutter count, when it’s easily accessible online to see how)
I’d feel horrible to back out the morning before but i’m not sure!
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2022.01.24 03:41 84degreeseast Prebook London Southend Airport Taxis
2022.01.24 03:41 firesorcerer223 Chapter 18 of the world’s finest assassin gets reinstated in another world as an aristocratic released
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2022.01.24 03:41 Mervynhaspeaked Victor von Doom's "corporate" plotline in Fantastic Four (2005) is eerily similar to that of Norman Osborn in Spider Man (2002).
I recently rewatched Fantastic Four (don't ask), and I couldn't help but notice that they basically just copy/pasted Norman Osborn's backstory and motivation into Doctor Doom.
Doctor Doom in the comics was never the head of an corporation. He was a mad scientist and part time eastern European despot. Making him the head of "Doom Industries" was entirely on the execs of F4.
So, Victor von Doom, egocentric head of a company with his own name, goes to a Board meeting and gets fired out of his own business by some asshole corporate execs. This proves their "moral event horizon", and this guy obsessed with the color green (not that this has anything to do with it but its funny that both Doom and GG share the same primary color) take revenge on the exec by brutally murdering them.
Exec: You're out Norman.
Green Goblin: Out am I?! (kills him)
Exec: Nothing personal Victor.
Doom: Nothing personal. (kills him)
Its not as if Marvel superhero movies weren't working out in the early 2000s and F4 execs were desperate to copy the successful formula of Spider Man. heck, Blade and X-Men were massive successes and you didn't see Wolverine driving a stake through Vampire's heart.
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2022.01.24 03:41 jahanzai6 RLGN 1322 vs RLGN 1324
Debating between taking RLGN 1322 (with Goulet) vs. RLGN 1324 (with Weimer)
Just trying to get my W course out of the way. Any recommendations? Does anybody have any insight on either instructor?
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2022.01.24 03:41 eshasuhan678 DISTRIKT | Decentralized Social Media | What We Have Learned So Far
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2022.01.24 03:41 AnxiousIndicator I love this show
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2022.01.24 03:41 Big_Fork Vexxing Veil
2022.01.24 03:41 Mynam3wastAkn I think I’m gonna have a mental breakdown cause I just finished a rewatch and now have to go back to muggle life!
I still have the reunion to watch, but that’s it since the Fantastic Beats movies aren’t available to stream anywhere. I don’t know, how do you guys handle this?
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2022.01.24 03:41 Quiet_Cupcakess When you die, time dies with you because you can longer perceive it. So everyone at your death bed will basically die too. Along with the earth and the entire universe in one split second dream.
2022.01.24 03:41 Broad-Maize3817 Lebron is basically the Endeavor NBA
So generally a dumb but fun game i like to play is comparing athletes with characters from shows, comics, or manga counter parts. When I thought about MHA it just fits. LeBron pears don't even think about let alone openly talk about being thd GOAT. They have it as a forgone conclusion that Jordan is the GOAT ( I believe he is and I think most polls) Yet LeBron is the clear number 2 just like Endeavor, Bron clearly is TRYING to be better than Jordan actually stated that is his goal. Like Endeavor. (We can also go his villain to hero to vilified (not villianise tho) status)
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2022.01.24 03:41 Proof-Boysenberry-29 Can you imagine what would’ve happened if Chucky knew how to transfer his soul into every doll in the Child’s play 2 warehouse?
2022.01.24 03:41 _Im_Mike_fromCanmore Just an fyi; Dead like me is streaming free on the Roku channel in Canada!
Just got a Roku and was so happy to find dead like me is available free on the roku channel. I didn't realize how much I missed this show.
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2022.01.24 03:41 Psychological-Fix-33 Who did the best portrayal of Sherlock Holmes, probably been asked a million times before but I know who my quintessential Holmes is.
2022.01.24 03:41 ZoolShop SpaceX Dragon cargo ship undocks from space station for trip back to Earth
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