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oh understandable good luck bud
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fuck u crocker i hope you have a nice weekend
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wow look at this AESTHETIC




@Morose i have arrived
Bethesda is struggling with Fallout 76. Across all boards (PC, PS4, Xbox One), the total average is around 50 for critics. User reviews have yet to break 3 out of 10 yet.

Also, if you paid $200 for the Power Armor edition and are ticked that Bethesda bait and switch'd you by swapping the canvas bag for nylon despite advertising it as canvas and not notifying anyone, don't worry, you can get $5 worth of micro transactions in compensation. Don't worry that a normal canvas bag costs at least $15 or so, you can have all the fun with your door and plants that you can buy with your 500 atoms.


I CALLED IT.

i fucking KNEW fo76 was gonna flop.
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Location: Training Center -> Mess Hall
Mentions: Brynn @Tonks



"...I gotta pop the hips more..."

Hand to hand combat was always a neglected part of Zoey's combat repertoire. The daughter of Athena knew how to handle herself with a sword, daggers, bow and arrows, and the like. However, if she were to find herself without said set of weapons -- she was going to be in some deep shit considering she was going to be like a fish out of water without her weapons. That was why she was in the training center early. A bad night's sleep had caused Zoey to wake up much earlier than she was supposed to, prompting her to deem the training center the best place for her to be after yet another fit of insomnia. Instead of lying in her bed and staring at the ceiling/bottom of the top bunk, she could have perhaps been more productive with the time she was wasting in there.

Currently, she was drilling some techniques with a fellow Athena cabin member. More specifically, she was drilling throwing techniques in the armor they usually wore for training. Swing the legs feet around... get square and low underneath the hips, and load your legs like a spring. That was the mantra she was repeating in her mind as she got herself ready, putting her hands out and gripping whatever she needed to grip to get the leverage that she send her partner flying. Unfortunately, she kept having the same old issue. When she got underneath her partner, she didn't get low enough. There wasn't enough force loaded in her legs as a result of her lack of getting low, so when she popped her hips her partner simply hung off her back, instead of flying over like they were supposed to. "Damn it..." She grumbled, before letting her partner go. "Do it on me again. I can't seem to get low enough." Zoey complained, before resetting and getting a little more loose.

Nodding, the fellow Athena cabin member got ready and immediately gripped Zoey where they needed to grip her, before getting the proper footwork set up, the proper spin, and the proper leverage underneath Zoey. In one smooth motion, Zoey found herself flipped over, feeling some air knocked out of her as well as she smacked onto the mat hard. Taking a deep breath, she groaned as her partner helped her up. How could they have done this technique at such a lightning fast speed? Why was she struggling so hard with such a simple technique? This was the first few months of certain martial arts, but yet all these months later she was still having difficulty with this technique. Before going back in for a few more reps, she looked down at her feet, trying to figure out why she couldn't get low enough to load her hips and legs. Taking a look at her partner, they were a little short in stature. Suddenly, the technique clicked. The reason why she wasn't getting low enough was because her transition step to get underneath wasn't having her dip low enough. She was dipping after she flipped, which obviously didn't load the legs the same way she would if she dipped earlier. She wanted to try it out. Getting her arms loose, she got ready once again.

Modifying the technique just a bit for her partner, she got a little lower upon entry, and as a result when she popped her hips her partner went flying just like she did not too long ago. Smiling as she helped her partner back up, she couldn't help but to celebrate a successful repetition. Finally she was making headway on the technique that had been evading her for so long. The sense of pride and accomplishment she had received from gaining headway on such a technique had turned Zoey's mood for the better. The stoic look on her face grew into a smile as she started to put the pieces together and become more proficient in this technique. It was a little late, considering her fellow cabin members had already practically mastered the technique, but it was better late than never, right? Zoey could at least have more confidence in this technique whenever things got a little hairy and too close for comfort.

After the fact, the two spent a few more minutes throwing each other with the same technique, before they realized what time it was. They had been so engrossed in their training that they failed to realize that everyone else was about to get up. It was almost time for breakfast, and today's Capture the Flag session was nearing. She was aware that Jace and Alanna were not too far away sparring, but they were much too engrossed in their little session to pay much attention to Zoey and her partner. Besides, they knew that Zoey could handle herself in this sort of situation anyway. Shortly after the last rep, Zoey thanked her partner. She was grateful that they were also up so early and being willing to be so receptive to Zoey's request for help, despite the fact that she may or may not have been intruding on their personal training. The child of Athena gathered her things and made her way back to her cabin. Everyone was starting to get up now, so she was bound to run into people she knew on her way back. Hopefully they didn't ask where she was. It wasn't that she was embarrassed about having to work on a technique over and over again -- she just didn't want to deal with people right now. It was much too early to be getting all happy and giddy, especially after she had just spent some amount of time flipping people over and getting a better grip on a technique.

Slipping back into the Athena cabin, the girls were just about to start taking a shower. Humming softly to herself, she took a moment to take off her armor and put it in the same spot she usually did. Afterwards was the same old stuff every single day. Taking a shower, getting a change of clothes, and getting ready to face the camp with 100% of her being. After having the shower, she slipped into a white camp t-shirt and a pair of jeans she fished out. Nothing too out of the ordinary; just the typical Zoey fashion. Sighing as she ran her hand through her damp hair, she made her way out of the cabin, where she could see various members of the camp making their way to the same places she was probably headed. Breakfast sounded good -- and she was more than sure that everyone else had the same idea. As she made her way to the mess hall, her brain sort of went on auto-pilot. She wasn't paying much attention as to what was happening. It was the same old stuff she had dealt with her entire tenure at the camp. She could afford to think about some other things -- but there really wasn't much happening in that brain of Zoey's.

Luckily, she picked up on a rather familiar figure with even more familiar hair. Zoey would've been able to recognize that bleach blonde hair from practically anywhere. It was none other than her very best friend. Her favorite person here... other than a certain child of Hecate. Feeling herself light up a bit inside, she sped up her walking speed just enough so that she could close the gap between her and Brynn. Once she was within range, Zoey reached out and gave Brynn a tap on the arm. "Hey Brynn! Good morning."
I finally watched Crazy Rich Asians...

...and I think I've found a new favorite movie. Sorry, Captain America: Civil War.

It was just so relatable and it struck a chord with me so I just had to love it throughout
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