2021.12.05 03:16 BuhBuhBennyAndTheJet Angel

I want Batista to know that Dexter is still alive. Seems like that would be very fitting.
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2021.12.05 03:16 benjy017-2 Something is wrong with the pool table...

This story happened to a relative of mine, and is told from his perspective. To this day, he asserts that this is all true and has no explanation...

This story takes place in 1971 or 1972, when I was around 10 years old. We were living in a modest bungalow in a small city in Northeastern Ontario, Canada. Up until this point, my family had not experienced anything quite like this. I would like to add that I am a skeptical person who always approaches situations rationally and analytically. I believed at the time, and still do, that everything, even the most peculiar of occurrences, have logical explanations.
I was not raised by parents open to the possibility of unexplained or even paranormal events. In fact, my parents were not even the type that I could discuss something unexplainable with. It would be dismissed immediately as a child's imagination or some other such thing. My father in particular was rigid in his beliefs and not open to speculative discussions about the otherworldly phenomena. He was a hard man - born in 1919 into a family of farmers with six other siblings, he lived through the Great Depression and grew up with a strict personal code regarding work. Hard work sets you free. As a man, he worked in the most remote areas of Northern Ontario constructing hydroelectric dams before there was even basic public infrastructure like roads, bridges, or towns.
The house that this story takes place in was my first ever actual house. Before we moved into this house, we lived in what were called Hydro Colonies. These were, for all intents and purposes, "temporary towns" where the workers involved in these hydroelectric construction projects and their families would live until construction was completed. Everyone lived in temporary accommodations which, in plain English, means trailers. Some lived in construction trailers, some lived in campers. The Hydro Colonies would build temporary community buildings including a grocery store, nursing station, community center, and the like. Typically, the only practical way in or out of the Hydro Colony was by train. Once the project was complete, the temporary buildings would be bulldozed into a pile and burned.
This being my first house, and being so I was still enthralled by certain novelties that most people take for granted. For instance, this house had a basement (I know, what a luxury). My father's family had come from the Ottawa Valley area of Ontario. Once a year, every summer, we would make the pilgrimage down there to visit each of his siblings (and sometimes cousins). Sometimes, however, they would come visit us. I am sure that there were reasons why sometimes the visitation was reversed but I was unaware and, to be honest, uninterested. This was one of those times. My aunt and uncle and their two kids were coming to stay with us. I was excited to have my cousins come stay with us in our house with a basement. My cousins were both around my age so it was my responsibility to entertain them. A responsibility I gladly accepted. I have two brothers - one five years older than me who I am very close with and one ten years older than me who I am not close with. At the time of this story, my brother five years older than me was not present. He may have been staying with friends or he may have been out of town. I cannot remember. All I can remember is that he missed this entire visit.
Not only did this house have a basement but in that basement was a pool table. I loved playing pool - Snooker was my game but I would happily play 8-ball or 9-ball as well. The pool table was not the fanciest nor was it the best quality but it was level and the cues were straight (enough).
The visit up until this point was fun and typical. My aunt and uncle were staying upstairs in my absent brother's room. My parents were also staying upstairs as was my eldest brother. My cousins were situated in my basement bedroom on the floor. The evening of the story had gone as every other evening had. The adults visited and us kids did what kids did in the early 70's - we explored outside, played games, shot cans with my pellet gun, and other fun things. As dusk settled in we moved indoors. We decided to play a game of 8-ball. This turned into several more games which turned into a tournament. At some point in the late evening my mother came down to tell us it was time to head to bed. We all chatted away in hushed voices until one by one we fell asleep. That is when it happened and everything changed.
I awoke to one of my cousins nudging my arm and whispering my name loudly and frantically. Still mostly asleep I asked what was going on. "There is something wrong with your pool table," my cousin said, his voice quivering with fear. "What do you mean 'something wrong,'" I inquired. I was slightly annoyed. I am a sociable person and always had fun with my cousins but I also really enjoy my sleep. "There is just something...wrong," they replied. By this point I was completely awake. As I rubbed my eyes and looked at the clock which read 3:30am I could feel something was off. This is the part of the story that is the hardest to explain - the feeling. It was like the atmosphere in the basement had some sort of electricity. It felt wrong. It felt malevolent. "Okay," I said, "tell me everything". Both of my cousins started talking quickly at the same time. Their fear was palpable. Apparently, according to them, it sounded like someone was shooting pool. I laughed, ignoring the feeling in the air and the creeping tingle of anxiety slowly spreading up from my abdomen. "It's probably my brother," I told them, "he's probably back from a friend's house or something and is shooting the balls into the pockets". After all, I thought, we did leave most of the balls on the table. Perhaps he is just cleaning up? They did not seem satisfied with this answer. Before they had a chance to respond we all heard it happen again. The sound of a single pool ball rolling followed by the familiar thud of it making contact with the side of the table. What happened next made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. It did not sound like the ball rolled with any significant velocity nor did it sound like it made forceful impact with the side of the table. Despite this, the rolling sound changed after it made contact. It sounded as if it were rolling on some other type of surface. Before I even had time to process this new sound it stopped - for a second - before a loud crack. That sound was unmistakable. The pool ball had just hit the floor. We could now hear it continue on its journey along my basement rec room floor. "What the ungodly fuck!" I exclaimed. "I know! That's what we were trying to tell you - something isn't right!" my one cousin replied. I was terrified and ignoring the feeling in the air was becoming futile. "It has to be my brother," I said again, "he's probably fucking with us". I did not believe my own words but what other choice did I have? In all honesty, my eldest brother was not known for his humour and was definitely not the type to mess with us in the middle of the night for his own amusement. "It isn't your brother," my other cousin said shakily. I turned on my bedside lamp to see both of their faces completely void of colour. "That's the thing", my cousin said, "this has been going on a while. When we woke up we thought it might have been him or...someone real..." That last word hung in the air like smoke. My other cousin continued, "we've already looked out there and no one is there." As if to punctuate the sentence, we heard another loud crack. I had to see for myself. I grabbed a baseball bat from my bedroom closet and crept towards the door, wary of creaking floorboards. I slowly and silently opened my bedroom door. What met my eyes was both terrifying and anticlimactic - nothing. There was nothing there. "What the fuck?" I looked back at my cousins. "Just wait," they said. Then, as if whatever malevolent consciousness was listening to our banter, another pool ball started rolling. Right before my eyes the blue striped "10" ball rolled most of the length of the pool table at a pace that was steady but not what I would consider fast. I watched as it made contact with the side of the pool table, climbed itself onto the side, and plunged over the edge. It then rolled along the floor and into the darkness. The crescendo of fear and anxiety swelling inside of me boiled over. I know for a fact that my pool table was level. Not just flat but actually level. I can still remember when it was assembled playing cards being used to level the slate. "This isn't real," I stated, more to myself than anyone in particular. "I'm going upstairs to my brother's room to ask him what the fuck," I announced. My mind was racing, doing its best to grasp at any logical answer.
I stormed upstairs. I passed my other brother's room and could hear both my aunt and uncle snoring loudly. At the end of the hall, my parents' bedroom door was slightly ajar. It was open just enough to see them both fast asleep. I flung open my eldest brother's bedroom door. I was ready to incur whatever wrath was to follow. On the way up I had convinced myself that the whole thing was some elaborate scheme of his. It did not matter that it would be completely out of character. It did not matter that I had literally just witnessed what I did. Before I could say anything I was paralyzed by what I saw. His bedroom was empty. His bed was neatly made. There was no sign of him anywhere. I was rooted to the spot, faced with the reality of the situation. I am not sure how long I stood there for. It could have been five minutes or five days. I was overwhelmed.
I was shaken out of my temporary paralysis by the low rumble of a motorcycle. I went to the living room and looked out the window. My brother was just getting home. When he got to the door he opened it with obvious care to not wake anyone. "Where have you been?" I asked. "Out," was the response, "why"? I did not know what to say. "Are you fucking with me," was what I could come up with. "As if you don't know," I continued. "Don't know what?" he asked with genuine curiosity. "The fucking pool table!" I yelled. "Keep your fucking voice down," he hissed, "do you want to wake up dad"? I offered to show him what I was talking about as the time of night coupled with extreme fear left me less than articulate. We got to the bottom of the stairs and waited. We did not have to wait long at all before it happened again. "How are you doing this?" I asked. He did not respond. I looked over at him and he was pale white. He was shaking. "Get the other two and get upstairs!" he barked. "What is it?" I asked. "How the fuck would I know? Get the fuck upstairs!" He responded. I did not need to be told twice. I went and grabbed my cousins who by this point were shocked beyond the point of fear. We all went upstairs and spent the rest of the night on the living room floor. My brother did the only thing that made sense to him at the time and grabbed a 12 gauge shotgun from a closet and loaded it. He perched himself at the top of the stairs for the remainder of the night for whatever might decide to come out of the darkness.
Nothing did. The next morning we investigated the scene to find all of the pool balls had made their way to a corner in the rec room. I am not sure if this matters but it was a corner that tends to not get much natural or artificial light. My parents were mortified beyond belief. There were guests over and their kids were acting like lunatics. Their youngest son babbling about a haunted pool table and their eldest son, looking obviously sleep deprived, with a loaded shotgun. It was brushed off (when my dad said something was a dead issue, it was) and never spoken of again.
I wish I could give more closure. I wish I could tell of repeat occurrences or other unexplained phenomena but there simply were none. To this day, that is the single most terrifying event I have ever experienced. My brother has never talked about it again and my other brother thinks it is hilarious. I have no explanation for what I and others witnessed with our very own eyes. Was there a ghost or poltergeist in the house? Was it a demonic presence? Was the pool table itself haunted? Hell, I have even wondered if it was some kind of focused gravitational force permeating through dimensions. I have told this story countless times throughout my life and sometimes it is received with awe while other times it is met with skeptical analysis - we were all dreaming, there was a gas leak, a window was open, etc. I know what I saw and I know the circumstances. To be honest, I would love for there to be a logical explanation. To this day, I still wonder what that explanation is.
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2021.12.05 03:16 HammyHamish [leaks] Arcane Secret Cinema Undercity Experience Review

If you want to know about the event then keep reading but if you want to be surprised I’d stop here. But I didn’t put what merch pricing is down further if interested.
I was team Vyx. (Although played with my partner as sludgerunner because we didn’t know we should be on the same “team”)
We didn’t purchase parking, we found parking pretty quickly. Went to line up to have our vaccine cards checked, they locked our phones into these pouches that we got to keep on us. Went through metal detectors and wait to go inside.

! Once inside we were in a room with a podium and other piltover decorations and scenery. A enforcer tells us the rules of the under city and after we are moved onto the bridge to the under city, there was an incredible theatrical scene.
After we were directed to move through the “tunnels” and entered the under city. We then had to find our “Boss” of whichever team we were in and give instructions on what the goal is. ! < The goal is > ! to collect the most shimmer via finding locations and solving puzzles ! <
! Lots of different scenes or sequences happen over the course of the two hours. Some fights, some speech’s like silco, dancing, sometimes jinx pops up, enforcers harass you if your “caught” and sometimes just tells to you move etc, sometimes your “boss or their lieutenant gives you extra quests. Vi shows up in the back half of the event time. ! <
! Once the goal it met they announce who wins the winning “boss” has a speech and jinx pops up to have her own last theatrical scene. After that they play music and unlock your phones. You are allowed to take pictures and buy some more drinks/food. After like 15 mins they turn off the music, turn up to lights, and security tells everyone to exit. ! < Merch is sold in the first room with the podium. Tshirts are $40, Hoodies $80, Posters $15, Tattoo “Sets” $10 (it’s a set of one of the teams symbol, undercity, and one other little graphic), masks are $30? (Not 100% sure) In undercity there is a mug you can buy that’s $80.
! In my opinion the
Positives- I think the event was done well, the theming/decorations and theatrical scenes were done incredible well.
Neutral - The food and drink weren’t anything special, the puzzles were okay, and the storyline for this event was okay.
Negatives - They essentially changed what happened in the show to a completely different outcome for the event. The actors didn’t interact much and something’s were left out like our boss didn’t show us how to deposit the stuff we were collecting and didn’t tell us there was another room for us to go in but they had to take us. (We found out towards the end so we didn’t get to go in). Also it wasn’t made clear how important the goal was so on the silco’s room quest I spent barely anytime in there.
Don’t spend $25 on parking it is just a sad lot and there is plenty of street parking
If you want to know what and scenes were or any other specifics let me know ! <
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2021.12.05 03:16 risryna SELLING SETS!! (their ia price beside them)

WG - 94k SE - 135k DV - 130k SF - 100k GC - 100k MC - 130k Parasol - 100k+ Teddyzilla - 40k-50k
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2021.12.05 03:16 touckashiaaumo Do any 17.3 gaming laptops come with a 17.3in keyboard (not a shared 15in keyboard) ?

I would enjoy to buy myself a nice gaming laptop, however this is kind of a sticking point with me in finding the right one, or even buying one. I just dont get why they cant put a full size keyboard on their machines. The only one I found is the gigabyte aorus s17‏‏‎‏‏‎‏‏‎‏‏‎­but that is a $2,000+ laptop. I was looking at the Legion 5, MSI GP75, Aorus 7, and Asus ROG Strix. The midrange ones. But none have a proper 17.3in keyboard. I hate this lack of fit and finish in this segment of the market.
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2021.12.05 03:16 Queasy-Tailor9422 16F bored and looking to [Chat] about whatever.

Please message me using the chats feature, it’s easier for me that way.
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2021.12.05 03:16 Internet_Is_A_Lie What a view... Wait!

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2021.12.05 03:16 Budget_Interview_992 EPIC ANTIVERSE NFT GIVEAWAY! 2 Free NFTs & 2 Guaranteed WL! Ends in 24 HOURS!!

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2021.12.05 03:16 finitereyes LOOKING FOR AN EXPERIENCED SCHOLAR!

LOOKING FOR AN EXPERIENCED SCHOLAR! LOOKING FOR AN EXPERIENCED SCHOLAR! Follow the steps and you're good to go. I will review all applications after 10 hours. Scholar will be announced on December 6 at 00:00 UTC.
STEP 1: Join STEP 2: Comment your application below. Direct message = disqualified. STEP 3: Message me the screenshot of you joining the Discord.
Good luck applicants!
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2021.12.05 03:16 Dragon199242 Can anyone share me the witcher3 narrator loading screens? Those are dope af

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2021.12.05 03:16 slugstain New from OR, where are the 'mission style' burritos?

I'm near CSULA, also visit Hollywood frequently. I've only gone to a handful of mexican places, but the burrito at each of those places was identical: meat, rice, beans, and if you're lucky, some cilantro and green sauce. I'd really like some pico de gallo and some form of dairy in there, ya know?
I've never had to specify 'mission style' before, that's just what a burrito has always been to me 🙃
p.s. LA rules except for your tap water which is doodoo
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2021.12.05 03:16 Dualsouled 36 M4F #Everett Let's make each other hott during these chilly nights! 😉

Single, 36 M here. Standing 6'1", hwp with long hair and a beard, adorned with tattoos and piercings. I would say I am a good mix of silly, nerdy, artsy, and crafty. So, one might say I like working with my hands. 😝 I am just checking to see who's all out here on the reddits. Thus, drop a line and let's see if there's a spark!
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2021.12.05 03:16 Glum_Conflict_5255 Hi, first try with logo design and Affinity Designer. I did it for my Instagram account, about my passion for Japan and how to experience it through Japanese places in France. Inspired by Kamons, with the moon, Mount Fuji and clouds. It's written Dream Hunter. My design feel weird to me in negative.

Hi, first try with logo design and Affinity Designer. I did it for my Instagram account, about my passion for Japan and how to experience it through Japanese places in France. Inspired by Kamons, with the moon, Mount Fuji and clouds. It's written Dream Hunter. My design feel weird to me in negative. submitted by Glum_Conflict_5255 to WillPatersonDesign [link] [comments]

2021.12.05 03:16 goldrush_1311 Propranolol or cyclobenzaprine

I was on 10mg of Propranolol daily and my pulmonologist told me to stop taking it to see if my asthma improved. He didn’t tell me to wean off so I quit cold turkey and had some withdrawal symptoms (shaking and feeling of heart racing), had to get back on, and then wean off. My neurologist then started me on cyclobenzaprine 10mg daily. Since then I’ve been feeling a lot more anxious and I’m shaky all the time. I just physically feel anxious in my entire body all the time. The point is, I didn’t feel like this before the propranolol so I am trying to figure out if this is from stopping propranolol or side effects of the cyclobenzaprine. Any insight from anyone that has taken either?
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2021.12.05 03:16 Bonus1Fact Three states are under #blizzard warnings tonight:-Minnesota-Alaska-Hawaii!— WeatherNation (@WeatherNation) December 5, 2021

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2021.12.05 03:16 sabaqueen_ I have a Depop addiction, anyone else?

It’s horrible. I started out as a seller as you can see by all the previous posts I’ve made. I was getting zero traction in my shop so I thought if I bought a couple things and got more 5 star reviews on my profile, I would get more activity.
I think I went a bit too far 😩 I purchase multiple items every week and can’t stop myself.
Anyone else? No? How do I fix this lol I still need to use the site to sell my clothes ...
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2021.12.05 03:16 -SirSparhawk- Streak 284: Arcane

Miro hoy Arcane, una serie de Netflix basado en el juego League of Legends. Normalmente no me gusta ver las series animadas como éssta pero he oído que ésta serie es muy buena así que pensé ¿porqué no? Lo miro en frqncés por practiquer un poco. Me gusta mucho la animación de la serie, el estilo de arte es muy bien hecho. Nunca he jugado el juego pero ¡basado en ésta serie sería muy interesante!
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2021.12.05 03:16 thegoodgirly LF: Arch reception counter, small round covered table, and curtain partition! TF: Name your price!

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2021.12.05 03:16 Expensive-Froyo-8013 If I were to somehow pull a firing pin out of a firearm and tap a singular bullet in the place the causes it to ignite, could a fire a round without using a gun?

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2021.12.05 03:16 Kyokri Did anyone else just randomly get back for blood without buying it?

For context I was playing a game with a buddy and then got a notification that my ps5 was downloading back for blood. I haven’t bought this game and didn’t even look at the store page for it. I started it up and got into the hub area. Haven’t actually played a game yet. I have 2FA enabled but still changed my password after that. Just curious if this had happened to anyone else?
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2021.12.05 03:16 MerlinGrandCaster Hell, the DE reactor has a fucking waste product.

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2021.12.05 03:16 Aggressive_Radio6537 Jordan 1 Retro High OG A Ma Maniére From Candy

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2021.12.05 03:16 Insect709 How can I tag specific mobs that meet specific circumstances

If I do "/execute @a ~ ~ ~ detect ~ ~-1 ~ stone -1" how can I tag the mob that stood on the stone while leaving the other mobs without tags
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2021.12.05 03:16 jedd133 [US-CA] [H] PayPal [W] GameStop Halo Funko Promo Code

So this is kinda different but about a year ago GameStop put promo codes for a Halo game skin on the receipts for all Halo/Xbox related purchases including Funkos. If by any chance someone has kept their receipt for their Halo Funko or related merch from GameStop, I’d be happy to pay for the promo code. Cheers.
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2021.12.05 03:16 mogna_peat Blaze in natural light.

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