2021.10.21 12:18 puzzlehead989999 People of Reddit what CEO do you respect?
2021.10.21 12:18 poolquestions Second Interview - Social Media / Email Marketing Coordinator
I was fortunate enough to have landed a second interview with the DirectoFounder & Vice President of the organization!
I asked a lot of role-specific questions during my first interview. I'm struggling to come up with some worthwhile & impressive questions for the heads of this nonprofit and whether they should be role-specific or general/vision-specific, considering they are not specifically marketers.
Any help would be appreciated. Wish me luck! : )
*This is an entry - mid-level position*
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2021.10.21 12:18 NDONIOLUKOKE Per pochi
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2021.10.21 12:18 Automaticusrnamesuck Idk bout health but I'm sure that's a deadly amount of anime.
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2021.10.21 12:18 SixStringShef Can someone explain boots or the assembler to me?
The way I read the item description, it sounds like when you pop a rift, the empowering or healing orbs chase down your teammates and then when your teammates get buffed you also get buffed. But as far as I can tell when I'm using it I never get buffed. At least I don't see it on the left and don't notice weapon damage increase (I'm using empowering rift). Am I misunderstanding how they work?
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2021.10.21 12:18 Deathclaw-Peet not only that you can’t upgrade in the app, but that they know it’s inconvenient.
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2021.10.21 12:18 CalzoneMan46774 What's your preferred reinforcement in operations?
2021.10.21 12:18 RememberMementoMori Evolution of Gaming
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2021.10.21 12:18 RyanR-Reviewer The Portal Wars Saga by James E. Wisher
I had never heard of this author before I started reading Portal Wars, but I am already in love. Currently reading The Heart of Alchemy and loving it. I think this is honestly the first book series I have ever read which features a antihero or at the very least a dark MC. But I found I really love Otto and the journey he has and will go through. I must say that my favorite character in the series so far has to be Amet Sur. Surprising since he hasn't actually made an appearance in the series yet. I mean this guy was so dark and powerful that even the other Arcane Lords outright feared him. Now that's power. Not to mention he is I believe the one who discovered the secret to true immortality. Lord Valtan's character is just something that I can't wrap my head around. He is clearly terrified of the prospect of other Arcane Lords arising. Claiming that any new Lord will be insane and dangerous and start killing people left and right. And yet he is an Arcane Lord, and doesn't see himself as bad....? Bit of a double standard there. Not to mention that while Otto may have done some pretty dark stuff (namely wiping out an entire city of men, women and children), he at least has secured freedom for all wizards in the Empire. Something that Valtan was more than happy to simply ignore. So while he may claim that he did the world a favor by eliminating the other Arcane Lords, he was more than happy to sit on his hands and let tens of thousands of wizards be enslaved and killed for a thousand years. Does that really make him a good guy? But in the end I really hope we do see Otto become an Arcane Lord. I think after all he as done to reach that goal he kind of deserves it. The one twist that I didn't see coming was Otto offering to make Wolfric immortal too. I mean in a lot of ways it makes sense. This way Otto can completely devote himself to his magical studies and not have to worry about dealing with the annoying and squabbling nobles all the time. But Wolfric claims that he is already bored with ruling the Empire and it has only been like a year or two. And yet he thinks becoming an immortal Emperor is a good idea?
Anyway, I was curious to hear what other people thought of the series, to hear some opinions on some of the characters and possible theories about what the future may hold.
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2021.10.21 12:18 Player6824 Devs opinion about wattson ngl
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2021.10.21 12:18 1macthegreat Nova Scotia, Canada, October, I thought it was a cricket from further away… any ideas?
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2021.10.21 12:18 vineesharma Satlok vs Earth
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2021.10.21 12:18 Available_Option1988 ……. In case you didn’t know lol
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2021.10.21 12:18 KirbyJW The setting sun lighting up the hills behind a 170 year old mill in southern Wisconsin [4807x3846][OC]
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2021.10.21 12:18 ramenbruhh Amogus reference 😃
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2021.10.21 12:18 Erutious Lady Dragora
I was speechless when she sent me the message. Even her text messages looked sexy in the pink curly writing she used. It was short and sweet and to the point, but it still filled my chest with a tightness that wouldn't go away.
At the time, it was a dream come true.
"Meet me at the Hotel Aeris at 11 pm. Don't be late."
I couldn't believe this was happening.
Tonight I would meet with Lady Dragora.
I guess you could say I have a slight problem with weird fetishes.
I discovered pornography when I was young, like most people I know. I was twelve, I was horny, someone I knew said I could find boobs online if I looked, and I dived headfirst into a well I didn't understand the depths of. It started with generic stuff, naked photos, and short clips from porn, and led to my current level of kink. I started slowly; it was the nineties after all, and internet connections were not what they would become. I have waited all day for a single picture to load only to be disappointed when the phone rang, and everything was lost. Most of my earlier burgeoning was done in chat rooms, in the steamy squares of private messages. With both of my parents always at work, I was on the computer every day after school.
I didn't discover my predilection for Vore until I was in college. When you've been cruising for smut as long as I have, you eventually find yourself into some offbeat things. You can't experience that much depravity and not be changed fundamentally, and I was no different. I had recently grown bored with my selection of smut and went looking for something different. When I found Vore, though, I knew I had found something special.
Vore, if you're unfamiliar, is a fetish that centers around eating or being eaten by something. In a community of niche fetishes, Vore is a very niche. I belong to several online communities where we discuss the act and the aftermath and trade images online, but I only know of a few people in my area who are into it. We meet up once a week to have coffee and gush over our love of Vore; and gush over our local legend, Lady Dragora.
Lady Dragora was a legend in the vore scene. She had a subreddit devoted to her videos, a snap chat full of fans who hungered for her next performance, and a legion of fans willing to pay exorbitant fees for her live shows and recordings. She wouldn't tell people her age, but most of us guessed she was in her thirties. She had long, dark hair that fell about her in straight waves of ebony silk and her eyes held the slight hint of some Asian parentage. She was beautiful, she was exotic, and she was an utter sadist.
Lady Dragora made the kinds of videos that were illegal everywhere. She made the sort of videos that came with a price tag payable in cryptocurrency. I had seen other so-called "vore" videos before hers, but many were obviously fake, obviously staged, or obviously CGI. People would eat mice only to have a jump cut before they started chewing. They would dangle CGI mice over their gaping maw. They would pretend to eat things or eat things they were pretending were alive, and after a while, it becomes a little old.
Her videos were something different.
The first video I ever saw involved her eating a rat the size of my hand. The video opened on a terrarium full of squirming rats, not mice but sewer rats, and as she approached the tank, they all began to go wild. They ran over the top of each other, squealing in pure terror. It was as though they sensed a bigger predator coming and wanted to be sure its eye didn't fall on them.
She was dressed in what would come to be her signature black bodice, garters, black choker, black elbow-length gloves, and long, leather knee-high boots. Some videos seemed to require music laid over the top but not hers. When she reached inside the tank, you could hear the rats screaming and flailing inside as they tried desperately to avoid her hand. She selected one of them and pulled him out with a gloved hand. The rat squirmed and kicked, visibly distressed by her, but she paid him no notice as she replaced the lid and walked away from the tank of screaming rodents. Their cries were high pitched, almost piglike, and you could hear them off-camera in a low way. The video cut to her, holding the rat up to the camera, still squirming and biting as it struggled to free itself. She held it too tight in her clenched fist, and its fur boiled around the fist like water overflowing a glass.
I expected a jump cut when she opened her mouth and leaned over the rat's head. It screamed pitifully as her teeth encircled his writhing head. He bit at her, lashing out with his sharp teeth, but if she felt it, she seemed not to notice. It spasmed as her teeth began to close around his head, and as I watched, I thought to myself that there will come the jump cut. This will be when the video jags and her teeth will close around a plastic rat. She'll be just another pretender, just another Charleton, just another…
The blood flowed out as the rat made its final scream. Her teeth sank into it and tore at its skin. When she came away, she was chewing, chewing, chewing and the rat's body twitched in her hand as she ate. The twitching stopped before she went back for another bite, but the blood made a macabre sort of fountain as it ran down her gloved fingers and pattered to the floor. She ate the whole rat, one bite at a time, bones and all, and as the tail disappeared down her throat, I was hooked.
I'd probably watched about a dozen of her videos before I dared to show anyone else. Sometimes she bit, which was hot, but sometimes it seemed she would just swallow whatever she was eating whole. She'd worry it down with little difficulty, her throat bulging as whatever it was slid down, and to me, this was more erotic than the chewing. It wasn't just rodents either. Eels, white mice, rats, and chicks all went down her throat while my friends and I paid $79.99 a video and got our rocks off behind closed doors. Two months ago, she put a small camera on a mouse and swallowed it whole while videoing its descent into her stomach. The camera must have cost her quite a bit. Between the size of the camera, the night vision interphase, and the video's price, I knew it wouldn't be something we could expect often. The footage changed the way I'd viewed my fetish. Watching something struggle in her stomach, watching its final moments, was far more intimate than watching her swallow it whole. I told her as much on the comment section of her website. I spilled my guts to her, hoping to impress her, and somehow it had worked.
I wish now that I'd never made that stupid comment.
I was shocked when she'd responded. I'd been sitting at the coffee bar with the other members of our group, Doug and Matt and David. We were all discussing the latest video by Lady D when my phone chirped loudly. I looked down to check it and saw a banner informing me that "Lady Dragora has responded to your comment." I almost spewed coffee on Doug before opening the message and reading what she'd written. The guys leaned in close, wondering what I'd seen to garner such attention, and when he saw the sender, he too almost spit his coffee in surprise.
I opened her message, it said eight short words.
"How profound, I would love to chat sometime."
David whistled through his teeth, "Wow, she rarely talks to fans. You're in, man!"
And so I was. As they sat crowded around me, I answered her, and she immediately began our strange correspondence. I didn't question it at the time, but the speed with which she picked up our conversation should have triggered a red flag. It was as though she were just waiting for me to respond, waiting for her prey to wander into her field of influence so she could snap the trap shut and watch it squirm.
For three months, we chatted almost every day. We talked about everyday things, music, and food and the usual getting to know you bullshit. We eventually made it to topics that were a little more personal. It turned out that she held some strange beliefs about life force, believed that consuming the flesh of still living creatures would give her their life force and extend her own life somehow. I asked her if she'd ever eaten human flesh, but she just joked that maybe I'd find out someday and danced around the subject. The more I talked to her, the more I became certain that she had traveled much and knew things that I could only guess. She spoke about distant places and strange customs. If I hadn't been so enchanted by the attention of a celebrity, I might have seen some of the numerous red flags. She talked a lot about places you didn't see on the travel channel, sites that didn't have names you could scrawl across a map, and locations both ancient and remote.
A month ago, she asked me if I would roleplay with her. I agreed, of course, because I was hooked on her attention. Even in my haze of glamour, though, I knew there was something a little off. Her persona was that of some large reptile, and mine was always that of some prey animal fit only for ingestion. She would describe my ingestion, my passing between large and ancient lips, and my slow descent toward transitioning into nutrition. I would describe my struggles, my vain attempts at escape, but she would always catch me and describe, in loving detail, my demise at her jaws.
I loved it. After all, this was my fetish, and I often walked away from our sessions with a bounce in my step and ball of used tissues in the garbage can. People probably have a hard time understanding how someone achieves satisfaction at the idea of being devoured, but to me, it was no different than any other obsession. We would roleplay twice a week, her scenarios and story threads becoming darker as we went, and before long, she wasn't just swallowing me whole but biting me or ripping off parts of me as she went. I was less on board with these instances; imagining myself going through these pains were never my thing, but she always smoothed it over with personalized videos or custom works just for me. She made me feel special, made me feel accepted, and that's what made me so easy to draw in.
This was also when I was approached by Justin.
His screen name was Furrylocks on the board in question. Until he messaged me, I'd never even heard of him, though it seemed we moved in similar circles. My only correspondence with him was a message left in my inbox one morning before school. It was hastily written, full of spelling errors, and intrigued me to no end. I read it twice before class, and when I showed it to my friends in the Vore group, they brushed it off as "a jealous fan." His message was not long, but it did make me question some rumors I had read on the boards.
It read: You don't know me, but my name is Justin. I understand that you've become close to the internet persona Lady Dragora. I don't know how much you know about her, but she may not be 100% what she seems to be. I had a friend whom I'd known since grade school. He caught the attention of The Lady, and it was the happiest I'd ever seen him. Their relationship was brief, a month or two maybe, and then one night he told me she'd invited him to her hotel room. I didn't think anything of it until he didn't respond to my calls or texts for two days. He's been missing for three months, and your new lady friend has either blocked me or refused to respond to any of my messages. I'm not trying to turn you away from your current relationship, whatever that might entail. I'm simply trying to warn you to be on your guard.
I was hesitant to respond. It seemed better to just ignore him, but after a particularly grisly RP session a week later, I decided to message him and get some information. I was still very much under her spell, but some of our conversations had made me weary. After all, she was still a stranger on the internet. Growing up in the age of "stranger danger," I was very wary of people online pretending to be someone they aren't, a collection of online videos or not. However, my message was never opened, never read, and when the invitation to her hotel room came across my box, I decided to put my fears aside and go for it.
That's how I came to be in her hotel room at 11pm.
She sent me the text at around six in the afternoon. "Meet me at the Hotel Aeris at 11 pm. Don't be late" was all it said, but it was enough to get my blood running hot. The Hotel Aeris was not a huge hotel, but it was one of the largest in this part of Chicago. The bureau of Chicago was an hour from campus, but I drove the distance gladly. If she'd told me to drive to New York that night, I'd have done it, and with the invitation being so close to home, I decided I would be a fool not to accept. I told my friends from the coffee shop where I was going, they told me to take some video and let them know when I got home. I set out for the hotel in high spirits, my mind flooded with possibilities.
I had arrived early, two hours early, hoping that maybe we could have a meal before...well before whatever was going to happen tonight. I inquired at the front desk, and the man behind the counter gave me a knowing little smile as he slid the keycard across to me. "She's gone out for a little while, but she mentioned she would likely have a guest tonight. Have fun," he said as I turned to go to the elevator. I wondered how often he'd had to do this for her. How often did she have "guests"? I took the elevator up to the penthouse and found a lavish one-bedroom suite decked out in rich fabrics and expensive furniture. I recognized it as the backdrop for many of her videos and found a camera already set up in the corner. She had left me a note, too, telling me to make myself at home and that she would be back around 11.
The waiting was nerve-wracking. I took a seat on her luxurious couch and just sat there. My mind raced, going over possibilities and scenarios and making me a nervous wreck of anticipation. When the elevator finally came up to the penthouse, I felt a surge of excitement that my patients might pay off. She was framed in the elevator doors as they opened, and it was the first time I'd ever met her in person. She wore a long tan coat, the same black boots she'd worn in all her videos, and her shiny black hair was pulled back in its accustomed tail. As she stepped off the elevator, she let the coat puddle to the floor, and I could see her familiar black corset. She smiled when she saw me, and as I rose to greet her, she held out a finger, indicating me to stand and be quiet.
She circled me, drinking me in with her eyes. The hungry way she looked at me made me both incredibly aroused and extremely uncomfortable. She was looking at me the way I look at a particularly tasty meal, and though this is my fetish, I had never seen someone look at another person in this way before. She didn't say a word, just walked over to the camera and pointed it towards me. As she swayed back to me, I saw the red light was on.
Looked like I was going to be in one of her movies tonight.
"Don't worry," she said, and her voice hinted at foreign places and exotic locals, "this is just for me. I'd never post anything online without your consent."
I smiled at her and started to disrobe, but she stopped me with a delicate hand.
"Leave them on, I like to handle the clothes myself." she purred.
She stepped away from me then, eyes smoldering as she held me in her gaze, and then something...happened. If you've ever seen one of those old werewolf movies, the kind where their whole body shifts in a rapid and sudden transformation? You may have some idea of what I saw then, but if not, then I'll try to explain it as best I can. Her body seemed to ripple, her whole form shuddering like an image in a pond, and suddenly there was something else in front of me. Her body was a long mass of jade scales towering twelve feet high. As it reached its full height, it had to crouch to avoid hitting the ceiling, but this seemed to suit its needs just fine. It crouched to eye level, its spade-shaped head hovering inches from my body, and I realized that its eyes, those vast and hovering pools of death, were the same as hers.
I was trapped by those eyes, like a bird before the snake, and when she struck, I never even had a chance to run.
So if you're reading this, then your next question must be, how am I writing this?
Being eaten is normally where a story like this would end, but unfortunately for me, it's not.
Lady Dragora, that queen serpent of myth, has been dining on humans for a very long time, it seems. She neither bit nor tore me and instead struck with a precision born of years of practice before swallowing me whole with little effort. As I slid down her throat, I felt the slimy walls caress me and the suffocating darkness inviting me towards terror. She had let me keep my phone, however, and as I wriggled to get it, I could feel a new sensation coursing through the giant muscle that was her body, the squirming desire for more. That's when I realized what she wanted. She doesn't want a quick meal, she doesn't want a satisfying feed, she wants a terrified body to thrash and scream as her body does what it does best.
She wants my last few hours to be her pleasure.
So I've been sitting as still as I can for the last hour of my life writing this message to the outside world. I've sent a copy to my friends at the coffee shop, a copy to the Chicago police, and posted a copy here hoping that someone will read this and take it seriously. I now know what happened to Justin's missing friend, what likely happened to Justin himself, and the fate that awaits me at the end of my life. I want my death to be the last. So if you read this and you see her, don't fall for her game. Don't let yourself be another meal for Lady Dragora.
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2021.10.21 12:18 AutoNewspaperAdmin [Local] - Ballot in North Irwin remains empty | Pgh Tribune-Review
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2021.10.21 12:18 Hacka4771 How Do You Break Ice?
2021.10.21 12:18 BeowolfBF1 First look at new specialists
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2021.10.21 12:18 gealuisa “Please select a type” ??
It won’t let me post or edit anything because it keeps telling me to select a ‘type’ even if I answered every single thing. Category, size, brand, price, even the sleeve length. Won’t let me post.
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