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I’m a commentator for a tournament of nightmares. I’m not sure the participants are willing.

You’d think being a psychiatric ward for 38 months would be enough to deter a guy from ever going back to a sport that involves watching human beings at the height of their physical prowess beat the living shit out of each other. Sometimes regulated, sometimes not.
But, here I am, fresh outta the loony bin and reading the most unusual advertising slogan I’d ever laid eyes on;
“The most terrifying tournament has come around once again! Conquer your fears in the NFC*…* literally.”
This was the business card that accompanied my black envelope as it was handed to me on the discharge ward by a well dressed and gangly fella with an uncomfortable wide smile. He didn’t say much of anything, just that his name was “Watson” before bowing and holding up the envelope.
“Heh, like the butler, right?” I said, taking the envelope from his plasticine hands. His smile ripples across his face and he nods slowly, his perfect hair unmoving in the strong wind before he turns on his heel and walks back to the black sedan.
The cold air chilled my bones, and I pulled the medical bracelet from my wrist, grimacing at the marks underneath before following Watson to the Sedan and hauling my luggage into the trunk before setting off, not knowing how I came to even be there in the first place.
I guess right now, that doesn’t really matter.
What matters is where I am now and what I’m doing.
"blood strewn across the canvas, frayed brain matter sailing across my head and splattering against the wall, a woman standing in a pool of blood as the deformed creature twitches on the ground"
My name is Sal “Motormouth” Sabotta, I’m a sports commentator by trade. Be it combat sports, pro wrestling, death-matches or martial arts tournament, I’ve done it all.
I won’t lie; Work can be hard to come by. I’ve spent months struggling for rent and resorting to less tried-and-true commentary methods in order to survive. That has, at times, involved trying my hand at some of the more underground competitions; unregulated fights, sick, illegal games bet on by people on the dark web and worse… Things I’m not going to detail here. Things I’m not proud to have taken a hefty pay-check for from greasy, sweaty fucks in Armani tracksuits and stinking of cheap booze and coke all the way up to well-dressed bitcoin farmers in their 20s who probably own child slaves.
In short, I’m no stranger to the grim underworld or the secrecies with which they conduct their work. I see money and an easy way to make it with my voice; I don’t ask questions.
So when I received an email the day of my discharge from the hospital and I’m told “you’ll receive a letter from Mr. Watson, take it and follow the instructions to the venue. Pay up front as agreed.”, I don’t question it. Especially when the note is personalised, and the doctor says my medical fees were covered.
We drove past numerous landscapes, vistas and neighbourhoods before veering off into an industrial estate and entering an underground tunnel. Half a mile in, Watson stops the car and peers back, smiling.
He directs a thumb to the service door in the side tunnel and rubs his neck, a scar running from ear to ear. Was he a former fighter? Gangster?
I sighed and got out, still in my medical gown and hauling ass to the door. It opened before I could reach out and a tall, muscular woman in her late 30s greeted me with a smile. She was imposing, powerful in her gait, a black eyepatch with several seals adorning the sides accompanying a thick scar down her face did nothing to stop her beauty. She wore a tank top with a black cloak with white fur on the tops and sleeves, a thick black chain clasp around the neck. I won’t lie; she looked badass. Terrifying, but badass.
“‘Bout time ya showed up, Sabotta!” She grinned and put a cinderblock of a hand on my shoulder. I’m 5’10 and 180lbs, but she made me feel like a child in front of her. The power emanating from her fist was unbelievable. “C’mon, the trial match is starting and I don’t want no tourney without a broken in commentator! You gotta know the ropes of this place!”
“You know your driver was standing right outside when I was discharged, right? Couldn’t think to give me an extra day or two to freshen up?” I frowned. This wasn’t normal protocol, even for back-alley promotions like this. She just laughed at me and slapped my shoulder.
“The tournament waits for nobody, Sal. Times a-wasting.”
The hallway is dimly lit and the sounds of a ruckus above us are as impossible to ignore as the sounds of thudding, screaming and snapping. As we pass several doors with one-way mirrors on the front panes, I hear sounds I could have never placed in the animal kingdom or otherwise; gurgles, clicks, grunts and even otherworldly whispers.
“What the fuck is that? You guys doing animal fights down here? I mean I called a monkey fight once, but it’s not exactly… pleasant.” I shuddered, thinking of the violence chimpanzees can inflict on one another, let alone humans. She never stopped walking or staring directly ahead when she responded.“Those ain’t animals. Not by a long shot.”
Before I can probe further, I’m hurried into a changing room and practically swept off my feet by her strength. I turn back and she’s already poking her head out the door.
“You’ve got 5 minutes, get your shit and head up the left stairs, Watson will guide you.” She grinned, and I saw gold filings in her teeth that glinted as much as her bedazzled eye patch. “Ya came highly recommended… I expect good things!”
I do as instructed and within 5 minutes I’m back in my commentary clothes; an open buttoned Hawaiian shirt with my old Hotel Inertia shirt underneath, skinny black jeans and shimmering black shoes. I found some old slick gorilla powder in my hair and dusted it up, opting for the dishevelled look as I knew I’d be sweating by the end of the ordeal.
“You shouldn’t bother putting in so much effort, y’know. They’re not gonna care how good you look, only how well you talk.”
Standing in the doorway was a woman in her 40s, dark-skinned and hair clad in meticulous dreadlocks, tied back into a large bun with a pair draped down the sides of her head. She held a thick book in one hand and pocketed a serrated blade in the other before motioning to me.
“We’ll have to do the pleasantries on the way, the match is starting and you don’t wanna miss that. The commissioner isn’t the type you want to upset. Especially when you’re not here by choice.” I looked for a moment, dumbfounded.
“I’m here because I was invited, already got my pay from the woman who let me in.” I shrugged, pocketing the envelope and getting my equipment from the suitcase. The woman gave a sad smile and shook her head.
“Of course you’d think that. She likes it that way. Bet she didn’t introduce herself either, did she? C’mon.”
I follow her down and after a few minutes we come to a fork in the hallway, an elevator system to our right and a stairway to the left. Dutifully, Watson stood patiently, still grinning and motioning us to go up.
Once we’re situated in our booth upstairs, I set my equipment up and look down at the table, expecting a slew of papers and fighter information in front of me. I look to the woman to ask, but she doesn’t break her stare in the darkness, looking down at the arena floor some 100ft below us.“You won’t need that. Not for this match.”
The lights flicker on and the enormity of this venue reveals itself to me. It’s a structure of imposing steel, dried blood, claw marks and other unknown substances that littered the 40ft wide circular pit the fighters contested in, a black lift on either side from the fighters corners that I can only assume ascended up from their locker room area. Around them were chain-link fences that rose up to the audience stands above, situating around 300 people across all four sides. At the very top sat our booth, the commissioner’s office directly opposite, the judges booth to our right and the fight analysts/medical area to our left. Standing in the centre with a spotlight over them was the commissioner, microphone in hand and an energy that was almost palpable.
“Ladies, Gentlemen and Freaks of all kinds out there in the universe. I welcome you once more to the annual Nightmare Fighting Championship Tournament! It’s been a long year, but we have new blood to pit against our resident night terrors and some fresh fears to feast on the fortuitous soul that frolics into their den. As always, our contestants will be fighting for their freedom, a chance to get their wish or to fight for the ultimate prize.” The crowd cheers and the majority are hidden behind thick plexiglass and lighting, but I can see some have Karate Gi’s, weapons in hand and others with demon masks as they whoop and holler. The clientele here were, at least in my estimation, experienced. But I was feeling a lump in my throat at that one phrase The Commissioner so surreptitiously added in without issue;
“As always, our contestants will be fighting for their freedom*”*
I leaned to the woman next to me and as if she knew what I was going to ask; she put a finger up and shook her head. Eyes awash with fear and a grimness I had only seen on that of trainers who knew their fighter was not ready for the bout ahead. She pointed the finger down to my machine, then to the pit. Turning it on, I looked down as the commissioner began to talk, readying myself to commentate on whatever weirdos came up to battle.
“But before we get to that, we have an exciting exhibition match for our loyal supporters who bankroll this event every year. Without you elite few, we could not do this. You are the pound for pound goats of support! Now, without further ado; let’s get this show on the road!”The rest of the lights clicked on and spun around the venue as they raised the profile of the bout, the elevators both whirring into action as the right one arose first.
“In this corner, from the marionettes shop and accompanied by his Bunraku doll “Mr. Stares”, it’s the man who pulls the strings… THE PUPPET MAN!”
Out steps a tall, thin Japanese man in full clown makeup. His head shaven save for two ridiculous strands of hair stretched out and fluffed up to their limits, like red antennae. His eyebrows large m’s that practically cover his forehead, the nose a completely vacant slot with a black hole drawn in and the mouth… the fucking mouth was nailed shut. Literally. Sharp rusted nails had been hammered down through the lips with such force that they’d bent. A sickening crimson red face-paint stretched across the entire bottom half of his face, making it seem far larger by comparison. He carefully held a small bundle underneath a sheet and bowed deeply to the audience before standing at his designated spot.
“In the other corner, from the streets of god knows where and the womb of someone who misses him… "Hulked Up" Michael O’Donnell!”
I watched with wide eyes and a stomach threatening to evacuate its contents at any moment as the smoke cleared and a boy no older than 17 rushed out, beating his chest and screaming to the crowd as if he was the Incredible Hulk. I don’t know if they drugged the poor kid, but he clearly had no idea where he was.
“There are no rules, no referees and judges only exist in case of a draw or unclear victory. Our commentary team will take over and we wish you a phenomenal match.” She drools a little before she speaks again, looking up at me and winking. “Let’s make this a violent one.”
She snaps her fingers and leaps for the fence, climbing up with ungodly ease before sitting on her makeshift chair in her office.
I have no idea what I’m seeing but every cell in my body is urging me to run; I feel my knees tense and my frame rise ever so slightly before the woman next to me puts her hand on my thigh, pushing me down with great force.
“You have a job to do, so do I. Trust me, you think you can leave but if you get out of this chair, not only will YOUR life end. Mine will too.” She unsheathes the serrated blade and looks at me with pity. “We both have a part to play here, so put the headset on and let’s do our job, no matter how hard it is.”
Hands shaking, I pick up the headset and connect it to the portable recorder and take a breath.
“I… I need your name. What is it you do?” I stutter, trying to calm myself. She hands me a bottle of water as the surrounding lights dim and the spotlight focuses on the spectacle below.
“I’m Madame Nelle Lockwood, cryptid hunter and your co-host to guide you through tonight. Good to meet you, Sal.”
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NFC EXHIBITION MATCH: "Hulked Up" Michael O’Donnell vs The Puppet Man w/ Mr. Stares
“Welcome fight fans from around the world, god knows how you’re listening to this or WHY, but here we are. I’m your host Sal “MotorMouth” Sabotta, wishing this was all a bad dream. Joining me this evening is our cryptid specialist and all round badass Madame Nelle Lockwood. How are you doing, Nelle?”
She looks at me with a bewildered look on her face before blinking and coming to her senses.
“Uhh… good! All things considered… boy, you really have a professional knack for this, huh? I can see why Commissioner Alduin brought you in."
“Ahh, yes. That’s right, folks! NFC Commissioner Alduin invited me here personally and our exhibition match proves to be… challenging. Let’s check in on the action below.”
I look down and see The Puppet Man sat down and gesturing to the figure under the sheet, like he’s got a negotiation going on. The boy, undeterred and furious, rushes towards him and takes his back, slapping his head and even pulling on his hair with extreme prejudice.
“Well take a gander at that, that kid has absolutely NO fear. When I was his age, I would have stayed FAR the fuck away from a nightmare spectre like that. But hell, this is all part of the show, right? Hope they’re paying that poor guy down there a sizeable sum to throw a fight to a child. What do you think, Nelle; is this the weirdest make-a-wish fulfilment task or what?”
I look over to her, hoping she’d indulge me and that I could believe this was just going to end with a pissed off actor storming away when the child hit him too hard. But Nelle was scanning her now open book and looking for information on dolls.
“He’s talking to his doll because it’s desperate to be let loose. He’s trying to bargain with it to spare him. This is the nature of the puppeteer and his master.” She pushes the book to the centre of the table and shows me a faded illustration of a pristine Bunraku doll; a kind of meticulously crafted Japanese take on the ventriloquist doll. The limbs are thinner and the face is more minimalist, but still no more frightening. “They usually have a symbiotic relationship, but it seems this one obeys the doll and will not want to face more punishment.”
“What do you mean more punishment?” I ask, looking back down at the feverish puppet man as he tries signing frantically under the sheet, even putting his head under as the kid bites his arm and kicks him, screeching.
“The nails, Sal. Those aren’t to silence him, they’re to punish him.”
The rest happened in slow motion; the sheet fell down. The puppet man stood up and walked to his side of the fighters corner, facing the elevator and placing his face into his forearms as he shook. The boy followed to keep attacking, but with one swift kick to the midsection, the boy was propelled back to the centre of the pit where the doll sat.
If there was a human face, I didn’t see it. Instead, I was staring down at a small wood carved spider, the head sporting black geisha hair and the makeup still present, but rows of sharpened black teeth protruded from the clicking mouth and two larger eyes jutted out from the base of the skull, smaller ones dotted closely around it. It was like seeing a puppet ogre spider.
“Looks like The Puppet Man has let Mr. Stares out to say hi and I can certainly see why he was under that sheet, this one isn’t pretty folks! The face doth fit the name. The question is, what’s he doing to do ne-
“I didn’t need to finish the question. My hands shook, and the world spun around me as this creature crawled towards the still wheezing boy with ungodly speed and perched itself expertly beside him. I don’t know if it was my eyes or the distance from where I sat, but this was NOT a small puppet. He was easily half of the boy’s height and that became more unnerving when he reared up on his back legs, the head clicking up and the raspy voice hissing out like a gas leak in a building.
“Hey, hey, kid! Wanna make a deal?” The kid rubbed his eyes, seemingly realising where he was as he calmed down and an air of utter confusion around him.
“If you let me be your new master and you promise to take care of me, I’ll let you go!” His head spun around and the jaw clicked ferociously as he giggled, extending out a clawed paw. “Whaddya say?”
The boy, still confused, slowly reached out his hand and the moment immediately reminded me of a slew of nature shows I’d seen as a kid; where a predator waits until the prey is lulled before striking. I felt the chill up my spine as he extended his hand and grabbed Mr. Stares.
In that moment, he leapt up the arm and bore his way into the boy’s mouth, down his throat and shredded his flesh. The sound was so horrifying, so visceral that it outshines any backyard stabbing, joint snap or broken nose. The boy didn’t even have time to scream, he simply looked up with tear-stained eyes as the puppet disappeared.
Then he started walking without him realising. He looked down at his limbs, terrified, looked over at The Puppet Master, who still had his head to the elevator and pleaded with someone, anyone to help him. I looked to Nelle who refused to take her eyes away, studying the battle in an almost morbid scientific curiosity, detached entirely from the scenario.
I couldn’t fathom how she did it, how she ignored this boy begging us to get him out of there.
I wanted to. Every instinct in me as a fight fan and a decent human was to scream “STOP THE FIGHT!”.
But clearly, when my own life is at risk and money is involved...
I am not a decent human.
Instead, with bile in my throat and a sweating forehead, I did my job.
“M-My goodness! The P-uppet, I mean, “Mr. Stares” has BECAME the puppet master, surely the fight will be over with our young competitor incapacitated? What does our commissioner have to say about this?”
She stared at me, her one eye gleaming and her face elated with the violence.
“It ain’t over yet, church boy. We haven’t even seen the finale, have we Puppet Master?!” She laughs and slaps her knee, the puppet master sobbing as he sinks to the floor and she continues.
“He ain’t done feeding, not yet.”
The way she said that word “feeding” nearly made me lose what food I had in me. That was a young man, somebody's baby boy…
“What does she mean by that, Nelle? What is the strategy to victory here?”
Nelle looked down at her book and traced her finger across a passage before wiping her forehead and pushing the locks aside. If her composure wasn’t breaking yet, it would do soon.
“This kind of parasitic doll feasts on its prey and targets non-essential organs first, controls the host with the neurotoxin in its tail and then, when it’s finally content, it gives the brain a second injection.”
“What happens then?” I asked, my own professionalism hanging on by a fucking thread at this point. She shook her head and pinched the bridge of her nose.“I guess you’ll see in a moment, I sure as hell don’t want to. Not again.”
Before I can prompt her further, the boy lets out an ear-piercing shriek and falls to his knees, gripping at his head before it turned red, then purple and finally an ugly shade of puce before…
The sound of a watermelon hitting the ground from a great height is the best comparison you’re going to get without making me want to rush to the toilet to puke for a third time. But that’s what happened. His head burst and chunks of his skull, flesh and brain matter sprayed the pit and the walls, some hitting my desk and making me audibly shriek, much to the commissioner's delight.
“HA! You didn’t run! I like you, Sal. You pass for the tournament!” She hauls her body up and slams down to the pit, applauding as the microphone descends from the heavens. “And your winner; The Puppet Man and Mr. Stares!”
The crowd erupts with applause as the weeping puppet man pulls the blood-soaked puppet out, places him under the sheet and silently begins to walk back to the elevator while attendees clear up the boy’s corpse.
“What… what the fuck IS this place?” I ask Nelle, pausing my recording.
“This is where nightmares are kept and set upon mostly unwilling competitors for the world’s amusement. You HAVE done dark web fights before, right? Mafia snitches being put into lions pits, bum fights, addicts fighting women to score… this can’t be THAT unusual to you?”
I stared at her incredulously. Was that even a question?
“I did the dark web ONCE and it damn sure didn’t involve monsters!”
She scoffs and closes her book, stretching before looking at me with contempt.
“Oh, it did. Just not the ones you hear about in fairytales. Good luck with the selection process. I’ll be back for the opening round. Don’t try to run, they’ll devour us both in minutes, if you think this is the pinnacle of what lurks beneath this club, you're in for a rough night.” She sauntered off, leaving me deflated, sickened and terrified. Unable to leave and frustrated to the point of tears that I couldn’t express that concoction of emotions, I did what I always do; I regressed and pressed “record” on the device as Commissioner Alduin continued.
At that moment, however, I was deaf to it all. The gravity of the situation had fully enveloped me…
They weren’t kidding about the unwilling participants, I just didn’t realise I would be one of them.On every side of me sits men and women with a desire for violence that goes beyond the norm, beyond the sane and beyond the boundaries of humanity.Below me are an untold number of creatures rattling their cages and howling for blood.
Across from me is a woman so powerful she could crush my skull beneath her boot with the utmost ease if it so amused her.
That invitation was nothing more than my own ransom note in pretty colours and flattering platitudes.
I was in a tournament housing nightmares incarnate.
And it would only get more violent from here on out.
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The opening round was a blood bath.
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I bought $1k of the Top Ten Cryptos on January 1st, 2018. Result? -74%

I bought $1k of the Top Ten Cryptos on January 1st, 2018. Result? -74%

EXPERIMENT - Tracking Top 10 Cryptos of 2018 - Month 31 -74%
See the full blog post with all the tables here.
tl;dr: purchased $100 of Top Ten Cryptos in Jan. 2018, haven't sold or traded, repeated in 2019 and 2020, update y'all monthly. July was very strong for crypto. For 2018 Top Ten: ADA finished the month on top. ETH and XRP also very strong. Overall, BTC still waaaay in the lead and is approaching break even point. Three cryptos (IOTA,NEM, DASH) have lost over 90% of value. Over three years, cryptos outperforming S&P if I'd taken a similar approach.

Month Thirty One – Down 74%

Summary after 31 months
Crypto came roaring back in July after an almost all-red June. Each crypto in the 2018 Top Ten finished July at a significantly higher value, led by ADA which ended the month +57%.

Question of the month:

Which member of all three Top Ten Crypto Index Fund Experiments turned 5 years old in July?

A) Bitcoin B) Ethereum C) Bitcoin Cash D) XRP
Scroll down for the answer.

Ranking and July Winners and Losers

Not a ton of movement for the 2018 Top Ten group this month. Cardano and XRP both climbed one position while NEM gained two, clawing itself back into the Top Thirty. Dash headed in the other direction, dropping two places in the rankings.
Considering all that has changed in the world of crypto since the beginning of 2018, it’s interesting to note that only four out of the ten cryptos that started 2018 in the Top Ten have dropped out. NEM, Dash, IOTA, and Stellar have been replaced by Binance Coin, Tether, BSV, and newcomer CRO.
July Winners – It was a very strong month: all cryptos made significant gains in July. But for the third month in a row ADA outperformed the field, gaining +57% in July. ETH finished a close second, up +55% followed by XRP which gained +52%.
July Losers – Even during a good month, NEM can’t catch a break. Its +23% gain made it the worst performer of the 2018 Top Ten.
How has your favorite crypto fared over the first 31 months of the 2018 Top Ten Crypto Index Fund Experiment?
Bitcoin still has the most monthly wins (7) but look at this: thanks to its strong 2020 including three straight monthly wins, Cardano is now right behind BTC with 6 monthly wins. Which project has the most monthly losses? NEM stands alone with 6. Every crypto has at least one monthly win and Bitcoin is unique as the only cryptocurrency that hasn’t lost a month. It came close this month, gaining “only” +26%.

Overall update – BTC approaching break even point, second place ETH in the lonely middle, NEM still worst performing.

Although it wasn’t able to keep pace with its peers in July, BTC continues to slowly but surely approach its break even point. It is down about $1,500 (-12%) since my purchase in January 2018. My initial investment of $100 thirty-one months ago is now worth about $88.
Even though Ethereum has lost half of its value since the experiment began, it is all alone in second place: no other crypto is close.
NEM seems comfortable in its usual place, down at the bottom. It has lost -94% over the life of the experiment. That initial $100 investment in NEM is now worth $5.78. Dash and IOTA join NEM as the only three cryptos in the Top Ten that have lost at least -90% of their value since January 2018.

Total Market Cap for the entire cryptocurrency sector:


Total market cap since Jan 2018
The crypto market added about $82B in July, making up a ton of ground. The last time we saw a similar level in terms of overall crypto market cap was way back in the fifth month of the 2018 Top Ten Experiment: May 2018.

Bitcoin dominance:

Le Bitdom since January 2018
Since Bitcoin receives much of the attention in the press, it may surprise the casual observer to learn that Bitcoin Dominance dropped quite a bit in July, especially considering BitDom had been stuck at roughly the same level for most of 2020. This signals an interest in altcoins and a willingness to buy into riskier cryptos.
Some context: since the beginning of the experiment, the range of Bitcoin dominance has been quite wide: we saw a high of 70% BitDom in September 2019 and a low of 33% BitDom in February 2018.

Overall return on investment since January 1st, 2018:

The 2018 Top Ten Portfolio gained over $70 in July 2020. If I cashed out today, my $1000 initial investment would return about $260, down -74% from January 2018.
This sounds horrible but don’t hang yourself with a celibate rope: the 2018 return on investment is back where it was about a year ago. Take a look at the ROI over the life of the experiment, month by month, for some context:
Yes, you may notice that the 2018 Top Ten portfolio has finished over half of the first thirty one months down at least -80%, but it’s nice to see the low -70s for a change.
So the Top Ten Cryptos of 2018 are down -74%. What about the 2019 and 2020 Top Tens? Let’s take a look:
So overall? Taking the three portfolios together, here’s the bottom bottom bottom line:
After a $3000 investment in the 2018, 2019, and 2020 Top Ten Cryptocurrencies, my combined portfolios are worth $3,6965 ($260+ $1,722 +$1,713).
That’s up about +23% for the three combined portfolios, compared to -10% last month. It also marks the highest ROI of the three combined portfolios since I added this metric this year. The previous high was +13% back in January 2020.
Having trouble visualizing? Don’t worry, I got what you need:
Combined ROI
So, a +23% gain by dropping $1k on whichever cryptos were in the Top Ten on January 1st for three straight years, fine. But what if I’d done the same with just one crypto? Bitcoin always wins, right? Thanks to Reddit user u/sebikun for the idea for a new metric and let’s take a look:
3-year club ROI
As you can see, only five cryptos have remained in the Top Ten for all three years: BTC, ETH, XRP, BCH, and LTC. Best one to have gone all in on at this point in the Experiment? Ethereum, which would have nearly doubled. Worst choice? If I went with XRP, I would have been down -23%.

Comparison to S&P 500:

I’m also tracking the S&P 500 as part of the experiment to have a comparison point with other popular investments options. The US economy continued to recover in July: the S&P 500 is back up to pre-COVID levels. The initial $1k investment into crypto on January 1st, 2018 would have been worth about $220 had it been redirected to the S&P.
But what if I took the same invest-$1,000-on-January-1st-of-each-year approach with the S&P 500 that I’ve been documenting through the Top Ten Crypto Experiments? Here are the numbers:
  • $1000 investment in S&P 500 on January 1st, 2018: +$220
  • $1000 investment in S&P 500 on January 1st, 2019: +$310
  • $1000 investment in S&P 500 on January 1st, 2020: +$10
Taken together, here’s the bottom bottom bottom line for a similar approach with the S&P:
After three $1,000 investments into an S&P 500 index fund in January 2018, 2019, and 2020, my portfolio would be worth $3,540.
That is up over+18% since January 2018, compared to a +23% gain of the combined Top Ten Crypto Experiment Portfolios.
That’s a 5% swing in favor of the Top Ten Crypto Portfolios! As you’ll see in the table below, this is the first time since I started recording this metric that crypto has outperformed the S&P had I taken a similar investment approach. This is a big turnaround from the 22% difference in favor of the S&P just last month.

3 x $1k crypto vs. S&P

Implications/Observations:

The 2018 Top Ten Cryptos have consistently under-performed when compared to the overall crypto market. This month, for example, the total market cap is down -29% from January 2018 compared to the -74% loss for the cryptos that began 2018 in the Top Ten. At no point in the first 31 months of the Experiment has this investment strategy been successful: the 2018 Top Ten as a group have under-performed the overall market every single month.
This of course suggests that I would have done a bit better if I’d picked every crypto, or different cryptos: throwing that $1k on January 1st, 2018 to Bitcoin, for example, would have lost me -12% instead of -74%.
On the other hand, this bit of diversification has served me well compared to going all in on NEM, Dash, or IOTA, all of which are down at least -90%.
The follow-on Top Ten experiments in 2019 and 2020 have seen similar, but not identical, results. There have been a few examples of the Top Ten approach outperforming the overall market in the first 19 months of the parallel 2019 Top Ten Crypto Experiment. And up until the last few months of the most recent 2020 Top Ten Index Fund group of cryptocurrencies, this approach had outperformed the overall market 100% of the time.

Conclusion:

Crypto had an undoubtedly strong month in July, green across the board. Was this just a happy blip, are we in for some consolidation, or are we on the way up? Stay tuned.
Final words: take care of each other, wear your mask, wash your hands.
Thanks for reading and for supporting the experiment. I hope you’ve found it helpful. I continue to be committed to seeing this process through and reporting along the way. Feel free to reach out with any questions and stay tuned for progress reports. Keep an eye out for my parallel projects where I repeat the experiment twice, purchasing another $1000 ($100 each) of two new sets of Top Ten cryptos as of January 1st, 2019 then again on January 1st, 2020.

And the Answer is…

B) Ethereum
Ethereum celebrated its 5 year anniversary on July 30th, 2020.
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luck
swag
panther
flush
Venus
disease
fortune
porch
machine
pilot
copper
mantis
keg
biology
wax
gloss
leech
sculpture
pelican
trapdoor
plague
quilt
yardstick
lounge
teaspoon
broadcast
uncle
comedian
mannequin
peasant
streamer
oar
drama
cornfield
carnivore
wingnut
vent
cabinet
vacation
applause
vision
radish
picnic
Skrillex
jester
preach
armadillo
hyena
librarian
interview
sauna
surgeon
dishrag
manatee
symphony
queue
industry
Atlantis
excavator
canister
model
flight attendant
ghost
pig
key
banana
tomato
axe
line
present
duck
alien
peas
gem
web
grapes
corn
can
fairy
camel
paper
beak
corner
penny
dig
link
donkey
fox
rug
drip
hunter
horn
purse
gumball
pony
musket
flea
kettle
rooster
balcony
seesaw
stork
dinner
greed
bait
duel
trap
heist
origami
skunk
coaster
leather
socket
fireside
cannon
ram
filter
alpaca
Zelda
condiment
server
antelope
emu
chestnut
dalmatian
swarm
sloth
reality
Darwin
torpedo
toucan
pedal
tabletop
frosting
bellow
vortex
bayonet
margarine
orchid
beet
journey
slam
marmalade
employer
stylus
spoiler
repeat
tiramisu
cuckoo
collapse
eskimo
assault
orangutan
wrapping
albatross
mothball
evaporate
turnip
puffin
reeds
receptionist
impact
dispenser
nutshell
procrastination
architect
programmer
bricklayer
boat
bell
ring
fries
money
chair
door
bee
tail
ball
mouse
rat
window
peace
nut
blush
page
toad
hug
ace
tractor
peach
whisk
hen
day
shy
lawyer
rewind
tripod
trailer
hermit
welder
festival
punk
handle
protest
lens
attic
foil
promotion
work
limousine
patriot
badger
studio
athlete
quokka
trend
pinwheel
gravel
fabric
lemur
provoke
rune
display
nail file
embers
asymmetry
actor
carpenter
aristocrat
Zuma
chinchilla
archaeologist
apple
hat
sun
box
cat
cup
train
bunny
sound
run
barrel
barber
grill
read
family
moose
boil
printer
poster
sledge
nutmeg
heading
cruise
pillar
retail
monk
spool
catalog
scuba
anteater
pensioner
coyote
vise
bobsled
purity
tailor
meerkat
weasel
invention
lynx
kendama
zeppelin
patient
gladiator
slump
Capricorn
baklava
prune
stress
crucible
hitchhiker
election
caviar
marmot
hair roller
pistol
cone
ant
lock
hanger
cap
Mr. Meeseeks
comedy
coat
tourist
tickle
facade
shrew
diva
patio
apricot
spelunker
parakeet
barbarian
tumor
figurine
desperate
landlord
bus
mug
dog
shark
abyss
betray HUH SO HARD
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Default English word list

Alright so, I took the default database from there https://skribbliohints.github.io/ and with the help of html, I extracted the words to a list separated by commas. It's useful when you want to translate those words into your native language.
Word of advice, when using google translate, do not put all words at once there, it can rapidly worsen the translation.
(And there is a last thing. Their algorithm of picking only custom words is not working really good, at least for me. Meaning that I often get duplicates, despite having a list this big and without duplicates. I'm still trying to find some solution to this, so if somebody is experiencing this as well, share the knowledge please, I will do the same.)
SOLUTION: Thanks for the reply from PepegaWR who identified the cause. I also tested it and there seems to be a custom words limit of 5000 characters. The easiest way in my opinion is to shuffle the words before each session to minimize the impact. Also thanks to the flynger who had the same idea before me :)
Finally, here it is, enjoy the scribbling ^^ :

ABBA, AC/DC, Abraham Lincoln, Adidas, Africa, Aladdin, America, Amsterdam, Android, Angelina Jolie, Angry Birds, Antarctica, Anubis, Apple, Argentina, Asia, Asterix, Atlantis, Audi, Australia, BMW, BMX, Bambi, Band-Aid, Barack Obama, Bart Simpson, Batman, Beethoven, Bible, Big Ben, Bill Gates, Bitcoin, Black Friday, Bomberman, Brazil, Bruce Lee, Bugs Bunny, Canada, Capricorn, Captain America, Cat Woman, Cerberus, Charlie Chaplin, Chewbacca, China, Chinatown, Christmas, Chrome, Chuck Norris, Colosseum, Cookie Monster, Crash Bandicoot, Creeper, Croatia, Cuba, Cupid, DNA, Daffy Duck, Darwin, Darwin Watterson, Deadpool, Dexter, Discord, Donald Duck, Donald Trump, Dora, Doritos, Dracula, Dumbo, Earth, Easter, Easter Bunny, Egypt, Eiffel tower, Einstein, Elmo, Elon Musk, Elsa, Eminem, England, Europe, Excalibur, Facebook, Family Guy, Fanta, Ferrari, Finn, Finn and Jake, Flash, Florida, France, Frankenstein, Fred Flintstone, Gandalf, Gandhi, Garfield, Germany, God, Goofy, Google, Great Wall, Greece, Green Lantern, Grinch, Gru, Gumball, Happy Meal, Harry Potter, Hawaii, Hello Kitty, Hercules, Hollywood, Home Alone, Homer Simpson, Hula Hoop, Hulk, Ikea, India, Intel, Ireland, Iron Giant, Iron Man, Israel, Italy, Jack-o-lantern, Jackie Chan, James Bond, Japan, JayZ, Jenga, Jesus Christ, Jimmy Neutron, John Cena, Johnny Bravo, KFC, Katy Perry, Kermit, Kim Jong-un, King Kong, Kirby, Kung Fu, Lady Gaga, Las Vegas, Lasagna, Lego, Leonardo DiCaprio, Leonardo da Vinci, Lion King, London, London Eye, Luigi, MTV, Madagascar, Mario, Mark Zuckerberg, Mars, McDonalds, Medusa, Mercedes, Mercury, Mexico, Michael Jackson, Mickey Mouse, Microsoft, Milky Way, Minecraft, Miniclip, Minion, Minotaur, Mona Lisa, Monday, Monster, Mont Blanc, Morgan Freeman, Morse code, Morty, Mount Everest, Mount Rushmore, Mozart, Mr. Bean, Mr. Meeseeks, Mr Bean, Mr Meeseeks, Mummy, NASCAR, Nasa, Nemo, Neptune, Netherlands, New Zealand, Nike, Nintendo Switch, North Korea, Northern Lights, Norway, Notch, Nutella, Obelix, Olaf, Oreo, Pac-Man, Paris, Patrick, Paypal, Peppa Pig, Pepsi, Phineas and Ferb, Photoshop, Picasso, Pikachu, Pink Panther, Pinocchio, Playstation, Pluto, Pokemon, Popeye, Popsicle, Porky Pig, Portugal, Poseidon, Pringles, Pumba, Reddit, Rick, Robbie Rotten, Robin Hood, Romania, Rome, Russia, Samsung, Santa, Saturn, Scooby Doo, Scotland, Segway, Sherlock Holmes, Shrek, Singapore, Skittles, Skrillex, Skype, Slinky, Solar System, Sonic, Spain, Spartacus, Spiderman, SpongeBob, Squidward, Star Wars, Statue of Liberty, Steam, Stegosaurus, Steve Jobs, Stone Age, Sudoku, Suez Canal, Superman, Susan Wojcicki, Sydney Opera House, T-rex, Tails, Tarzan, Teletubby, Terminator, Tetris, The Beatles, Thor, Titanic, Tooth Fairy, Tower Bridge, Tower of Pisa, Tweety, Twitter, UFO, USB, Uranus, Usain Bolt, Vatican, Vault boy, Velociraptor, Venus, Vin Diesel, W-LAN, Wall-e, WhatsApp, William Shakespeare, William Wallace, Winnie the Pooh, Wolverine, Wonder Woman, Xbox, Xerox, Yin and Yang, Yoda, Yoshi, Youtube, Zelda, Zeus, Zorro, Zuma, abstract, abyss, accident, accordion, ace, acid, acne, acorn, action, actor, addiction, addition, adorable, adult, advertisement, afro, afterlife, air conditioner, airbag, aircraft, airplane, airport, alarm, albatross, alcohol, alien, allergy, alley, alligator, almond, alpaca, ambulance, anaconda, anchor, angel, anglerfish, angry, animation, anime, ant, anteater, antelope, antenna, anthill, antivirus, anvil, apartment, apocalypse, applause, apple, apple pie, apple seed, apricot, aquarium, arch, archaeologist, archer, architect, aristocrat, arm, armadillo, armor, armpit, arrow, ash, assassin, assault, asteroid, astronaut, asymmetry, athlete, atom, attic, audience, autograph, avocado, axe, baboon, baby, back pain, backbone, backflip, backpack, bacon, bad, badger, bag, bagel, bagpipes, baguette, bait, bakery, baklava, balance, balcony, bald, ball, ballerina, ballet, balloon, bamboo, banana, bandage, bandana, banjo, bank, banker, bar, barbarian, barbecue, barbed wire, barber, barcode, bark, barn, barrel, bartender, base, basement, basket, basketball, bat, bathroom, bathtub, battery, battle, battleship, bayonet, bazooka, beach, beak, bean, bean bag, beanie, beanstalk, bear, bear trap, beatbox, beaver, bed, bed bug, bed sheet, bedtime, bee, beef, beer, beet, beetle, bell, bell pepper, bellow, belly, belly button, below, belt, bench, betray, bicycle, bill, billiards, bingo, binoculars, biology, birch, bird, bird bath, birthday, biscuit, bite, black, black hole, blackberry, blacksmith, blanket, bleach, blender, blimp, blind, blindfold, blizzard, blood, blowfish, blue, blueberry, blush, boar, board, boat, bobsled, bodyguard, boil, bomb, booger, book, bookmark, bookshelf, boomerang, boots, border, bottle, bottle flip, bounce, bouncer, bow, bowl, bowling, box, boy, bracelet, braces, brain, brainwash, branch, brand, bread, breakfast, breath, brick, bricklayer, bride, bridge, broadcast, broccoli, broken heart, bronze, broom, broomstick, brownie, bruise, brunette, brush, bubble, bubble gum, bucket, building, bulge, bull, bulldozer, bullet, bumper, bungee jumping, bunk bed, bunny, burglar, burp, burrito, bus, bus driver, bus stop, butcher, butler, butt cheeks, butter, butterfly, button, cab driver, cabin, cabinet, cactus, cage, cake, calendar, camel, camera, campfire, camping, can, can opener, canary, candle, canister, cannon, canyon, cap, cape, cappuccino, captain, car wash, cardboard, carnival, carnivore, carpenter, carpet, carrot, cartoon, cash, casino, cast, cat, catalog, catapult, caterpillar, catfish, cathedral, cauldron, cauliflower, cave, caveman, caviar, ceiling, ceiling fan, celebrate, celebrity, cell, cell phone, cello, cement, centaur, centipede, chain, chainsaw, chair, chalk, chameleon, champagne, champion, chandelier, charger, cheek, cheeks, cheerleader, cheese, cheeseburger, cheesecake, cheetah, chef, chemical, cherry, cherry blossom, chess, chest, chest hair, chestnut, chestplate, chew, chicken, chihuahua, child, chime, chimney, chimpanzee, chin, chinchilla, chocolate, chopsticks, church, cicada cigarette, cinema, circle, circus, clap, clarinet, classroom, claw, clay, clean, clickbait, cliff, climb, cloak, clock, cloth, clothes hanger, cloud, clover, clown, clownfish, coach, coal, coast, coast guard, coaster, coat, cobra, cockroach, cocktail, coconut, cocoon, coffee, coffee shop, coffin, coin, cola, cold, collapse, collar, color-blind, comb, comedian, comedy, comet, comfortable, comic book, commander, commercial, communism, community, compass, complete, computer, concert, condiment, cone, confused, console, continent, controller, conversation, cookie, cookie jar, copper, copy, coral, coral reef, cord, cork, corkscrew, corn, corn dog, corner, cornfield, corpse, cotton, cotton candy, country, cousin, cow, cowbell, cowboy, coyote, crab, crack, crate, crawl space, crayon, cream, credit, credit card, cricket, cringe, crocodile, croissant, crossbow, crow, crowbar, crucible, cruise, crust, crystal, cube, cuckoo, cucumber, cup, cupboard, cupcake, curry, curtain, cushion, customer, cut, cute, cyborg, cylinder, cymbal, dagger, daisy, dalmatian, dance, dandelion, dandruff, darts, dashboard, daughter, day, dead, deaf, deep, deer, defense, delivery, demon, demonstration, dent, dentist, deodorant, depressed, derp, desert, desk, desperate, dessert, detective, detonate, dew, diagonal, diagram, diamond, diaper, dice, dictionary, die, diet, dig, dinner, dinosaur, diploma, dirty, disaster, disease, dishrag, dispenser, display, diss track, distance, diva, divorce, dizzy, dock, doctor, dog, doghouse, doll, dollar, dollhouse, dolphin, dome, dominoes, donkey, door, doorknob, dots, double, dough, download, dragon, dragonfly, drain, drama, drawer, dream, dress, drink, drip, drive, driver, drool, droplet, drought, drum, drum kit, duck, duct tape, duel, dwarf, dynamite, eagle, ear, earbuds, earthquake, earwax, east, eat, echo, eclipse, eel, egg, eggplant, elbow, elder, election, electric car, electric guitar, electrician, electricity, elephant, elevator, embers, emerald, emoji, employer, emu, end, engine, engineer, equator, eraser, error, eskimo, espresso, evaporate, evening, evolution, exam, excavator, exercise, explosion, eye, eyebrow, eyelash, eye shadow, fabric, fabulous, facade, face, face paint, factory, failure, fairy, fake teeth, fall, family, farm, farmer, fashion designer, fast, fast food, fast forward, father, faucet, feather, fence, fencing, fern, festival, fidget spinner, field, figurine, filmmaker, filter, finger, fingernail, fingertip, fire alarm, fire hydrant, fire truck, fireball, firecracker, firefighter, firefly, firehouse, fireman, fireplace, fireproof, fireside, firework, fish, fish bowl, fisherman, fist fight, fitness trainer, fizz, flag, flagpole, flamethrower, flamingo, flashlight, flask, flea, flight attendant, flock, floodlight, floppy disk, florist, flower, flu, fluid, flush, flute, fly, fly swatter, flying pig, fog, foil, folder, food, forehead, forest, forest fire, fork, fort, fortress, fortune, fossil, fountain, fox, frame, freckles, freezer, fridge, fries, frog, frostbite, frosting, frown, fruit, full, full moon, funeral, funny, fur, furniture, galaxy, gang, gangster, garage, garbage, garden, gardener, garlic, gas, gas mask, gasoline, gasp, gate, gem, gender, generator, genie, gentle, gentleman, geography, germ, geyser, ghost, giant, gift, giraffe, girl, gladiator, glass, glasses, glitter, globe, gloss, glove, glow, glowstick, glue, glue stick, gnome, goal, goat, goatee, goblin, godfather, gold, gold chain, golden apple, golden egg, goldfish, golf, golf cart, good, goose, gorilla, graduation, graffiti, grandmother, grapefruit, grapes, graph, grass, grasshopper, grave, gravedigger, gravel, graveyard, gravity, greed, grenade, grid, grill, grin, groom, grumpy, guillotine, guinea pig, guitar, gumball, gummy, gummy bear, gummy worm, hacker, hair, hair roller, hairbrush, haircut, hairspray, hairy, half, halo, ham, hamburger, hammer, hammock, hamster, hand, handicap, handle, handshake, hanger, happy, harbor, hard, hard hat, harmonica, harp, harpoon, hashtag, hat, hazard, hazelnut, head, headache, headband, headboard, heading, headphones, health, heart, heat, hedgehog, heel, heist, helicopter, hell, helmet, hen, hermit, hero, hexagon, hibernate, hieroglyph, high five, high heels, high score, highway, hilarious, hill, hip hop, hippie, hippo, hitchhiker, hive, hobbit, hockey, holiday, homeless, honey, honeycomb, hoof, hook, hop, hopscotch, horizon, horn, horse, horsewhip, hose, hospital, hot, hot chocolate, hot dog, hot sauce, hotel, hourglass, house, hovercraft, hug, hummingbird, hunger, hunter, hurdle, hurt, husband, hut, hyena, hypnotize, iPad, iPhone, ice, ice cream, ice cream truck, iceberg, icicle, idea, imagination, impact, incognito, industry, infinite, injection, insect, inside, insomnia, internet, intersection, interview, invasion, invention, invisible, iron, island, ivy, jacket, jackhammer, jaguar, jail, jalapeno, janitor, jaw, jazz, jeans, jeep, jello, jelly, jellyfish, jester, jet ski, joker, journalist, journey, judge, juggle, juice, jump rope, jungle, junk food, kangaroo, karaoke, karate, katana, kazoo, kebab, keg, kendama, ketchup, kettle, key, keyboard, kidney, kindergarten, king, kiss, kitchen, kite, kitten, kiwi, knee, kneel, knife, knight, knot, knuckle, koala, kraken, label, laboratory, ladder, lady, ladybug, lake, lamb, lamp, landlord, landscape, lane, language, lantern, lap, laptop, laser, lasso, laundry, lava, lava lamp, lawn mower, lawyer, leader, leaf, leak, leash, leather, leave, leech, legs, lemon, lemonade, lemur, lens, leprechaun, lettuce, levitate, librarian, library, licorice, lid, light bulb, lighter, lighthouse, lightning, lightsaber, lily, lilypad, limbo, lime, limousine, line, link, lion, lips, lipstick, litter box, lizard, llama, loading, loaf, lobster, lock, log, logo, lollipop, loot, loser, lotion, lottery, lounge, love, low, luck, luggage, lumberjack, lung, lynx, lyrics, macaroni, machine, macho, mafia, magazine, magic, magic trick, magic wand, magician, magma, magnet, magnifier, maid, mailbox, mailman, makeup, mall, mammoth, manatee, manhole, manicure, mannequin, mansion, mantis, map, maracas, marathon, marble, margarine, marigold, market, marmalade, marmot, marshmallow, mascot, mask, massage, match, matchbox, mattress, mayonnaise, mayor, maze, meal, meat, meatball, meatloaf, mechanic, meerkat, megaphone, melon, melt, meme, mermaid, message, messy, metal, meteorite, microphone, microscope, microwave, midnight, military, milk, milkman, milkshake, mime, miner, minigolf, minivan, mint, minute, mirror, missile, model, mohawk, mold, mole, money, monk, monkey, monster, moon, moose, mop, morning, mosquito, moss, moth, mothball, mother, motherboard, motorbike, motorcycle, mountain, mouse, mousetrap, mouth, movie, mud, muffin, mug, murderer, muscle, museum, mushroom, musket, mustache, mustard, nachos, nail, nail file, nail polish, napkin, narwhal, nature, navy, neck, needle, neighbor, neighborhood, nerd, nest, network, newspaper, nickel, night, nightclub, nightmare, ninja, noob, noodle, north, nose, nose hair, nose ring, nosebleed, nostrils, notebook, notepad, nothing, notification, novel, nugget, nuke, nun, nurse, nut, nutcracker, nutmeg, nutshell, oar, observatory, ocean, octagon, octopus, office, oil, old, omelet, onion, open, opera, orange, orangutan, orbit, orca, orchestra, orchid, organ, origami, ostrich, otter, outside, oval, overweight, owl, oxygen, oyster, paddle, page, pain, paint, paintball, pajamas, palace, palette, palm, palm tree, pan, pancake, panda, panpipes, panther, pants, papaya, paper, paper bag, parachute, parade, parakeet, parents, park, parking, parrot, party, password, pasta, pastry, path, patient, patio, patriot, pause, pavement, paw, peace, peach, peacock, peanut, pear, peas, peasant, pedal, pelican, pencil, pencil case, pencil sharpener, pendulum, penguin, peninsula, penny, pensioner, pepper, pepperoni, perfume, periscope, person, pet food, pet shop, petal, pharmacist, photo frame, photograph, photographer, piano, pickaxe, pickle, picnic, pie, pig, pigeon, piggy bank, pigsty, pike, pill, pillar, pillow, pillow fight, pilot, pimple, pin, pinball, pine, pine cone, pineapple, pink, pinky, pinwheel, pipe, pirate, pirate ship, pistachio, pistol, pitchfork, pizza, plague, planet, plank, plate, platypus, player, playground, plow, plug, plumber, plunger, pocket, pogo stick, point, poison, poisonous, poke, polar bear, policeman, pollution, polo, pond, pony, ponytail, poodle, poop, poor, popcorn, pope, poppy, popular, porch, porcupine, portal, portrait, positive, postcard, poster, pot, pot of gold, potato, potion, pound, powder, prawn, pray, preach, pregnant, present, president, pretzel, price tag, priest, prince, princess, printer, prism, prison, pro, procrastination, professor, programmer, promotion, protest, provoke, prune, pub, pudding, puddle, puffin, puma, pumpkin, punishment, punk, puppet, purity, purse, puzzle, pyramid, quarter, queen, queue, quicksand, quill, quilt, quokka, raccoon, race, racecar, radar, radiation, radio, radish, raft, rail, rain, rainbow, raincoat, raindrop, rainforest, raisin, rake, ram, ramp, rapper, raspberry, rat, ravioli, razor, razorblade, read, reality, reception, receptionist, record, rectangle, recycling, red, red carpet, reeds, referee, reflection, reindeer, relationship, religion, remote, repeat, reptile, rest, restaurant, retail, revolver, rewind, rhinoceros, rib, ribbon, rice, ring, ringtone, risk, river, roadblock, robber, robin, robot, rock, rocket, rockstar, roll, roof, room, rooster, root, rose, royal, rubber, ruby, rug, ruler, run, rune, sad, saddle, safari, safe, sailboat, salad, sale, saliva, salmon, salt, saltwater, sand, sand castle, sandbox, sandstorm, sandwich, satellite, sauce, sauna, sausage, saxophone, scar, scarecrow, scarf, scary, scent, school, science, scientist, scissors, scoop, score, scream, screen, screw, scribble, scuba, sculpture, scythe, sea, sea lion, seafood, seagull, seahorse, seal, search, seashell, seasick, season, seat belt, seaweed, second, security, seed, seesaw, semicircle, sensei, server, sew, sewing machine, shadow, shake, shallow, shampoo, shape, shark, shaving cream, sheep, shelf, shell, shipwreck, shirt, shock, shoe, shoebox, shoelace, shop, shopping, shopping cart, short, shotgun, shoulder, shout, shovel, shower, shrew, shrub, shy, sick, signature, silence, silo, silver, silverware, sing, sink, sit, six pack, skateboard, skateboarder, skates, skeleton, ski, ski jump, skin, skinny, skribbl.io, skull, skunk, sky, skydiving, skyline, skyscraper, slam, sledge, sledgehammer, sleep, sleeve, slide, slime, slingshot, slippery, slope, sloth, slow, slump, smell, smile, smoke, snail, snake, sneeze, sniper, snow, snowball, snowball fight, snowboard, snowflake, snowman, soap, soccer, social media, socket, socks, soda, soil, soldier, sombrero, son, sound, soup, south, space, space suit, spaceship, spade, spaghetti, spark, sparkles, spatula, speaker, spear, spelunker, sphinx, spider, spin, spinach, spine, spiral, spit, spoiler, sponge, spool, spoon, spore, sports, spray paint, spring, sprinkler, spy, square, squid, squirrel, stab, stadium, stage, stamp, stand, stapler, star, starfish, starfruit, statue, steam, step, stereo, sting, stingray, stomach, stone, stoned, stop sign, stork, storm, stove, straw, strawberry, streamer, street, stress, strong, student, studio, study, stylus, submarine, subway, sugar, suitcase, summer, sun, sunburn, sunflower, sunglasses, sunrise, sunshade, supermarket, superpower, surface, surfboard, surgeon, survivor, sushi, swag, swamp, swan, swarm, sweat, sweater, swimming pool, swimsuit, swing, switch, sword, swordfish, symphony, table, table tennis, tablecloth, tablet, tabletop, taco, tadpole, tail, tailor, take off, talent show, tampon, tangerine, tank, tape, tarantula, target, taser, tattoo, taxi, taxi driver, tea, teacher, teapot, tear, teaspoon, teddy bear, telephone, telescope, television, temperature, tennis, tennis racket, tent, tentacle, text, thermometer, thief, thin, think, thirst, throat, throne, thug, thumb, thunder, thunderstorm, ticket, tickle, tie, tiger, time machine, timpani, tiny, tip, tiramisu, tire, tired, tissue, tissue box, toad, toast, toaster, toe, toenail, toilet, tomato, tomb, tombstone, tongue, toolbox, tooth, toothbrush, toothpaste, toothpick, top hat, torch, tornado, torpedo, tortoise, totem, toucan, touch, tourist, tow truck, towel, tower, toy, tractor, traffic, traffic light, trailer, train, translate, trap, trapdoor, trash can, traveler, treadmill, treasure, tree, treehouse, trend, triangle, trick shot, tricycle, trigger, triplets, tripod, trombone, trophy, tropical, truck, truck driver, trumpet, tuba, tug, tumor, tuna, tunnel, turd, turkey, turnip, turtle, tuxedo, twig, type, udder, ukulele, umbrella, uncle, underground, underweight, undo, unibrow, unicorn, unicycle, uniform, universe, upgrade, vacation, vaccine, vacuum, valley, vampire, vanilla, vanish, vault, vegetable, vegetarian, vein, vent, vertical, veterinarian, victim, victory, video, video game, village, villain, vine, vinegar, viola, violence, violin, virtual reality, virus, vise, vision, vitamin, vlogger, vodka, volcano, volleyball, volume, vomit, voodoo, vortex, vote, vulture, vuvuzela, waffle, waist, waiter, wake up, walk, wall, wallpaper, walnut, walrus, warehouse, warm, wart, wasp, watch, water, water cycle, water gun, waterfall, wave, wax, weak, wealth, weapon, weasel, weather, web, website, wedding, welder, well, werewolf, west, western, whale, wheel, wheelbarrow, whisk, whisper, whistle, white, wife, wig, wiggle, willow, wind, windmill, window, windshield, wine, wine glass, wing, wingnut, winner, winter, wire, wireless, witch, witness, wizard, wolf, wonderland, woodpecker, wool, work, workplace, world, worm, wound, wrapping, wreath, wrench, wrestler, wrestling, wrinkle, wrist, writer, x-ray, xylophone, yacht, yardstick, yawn, yearbook, yellow, yeti, yo-yo, yogurt, yolk, young, youtuber, zebra, zeppelin, zigzag, zipline, zipper, zombie, zoo, zoom,
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Loungin’ Countin’ Thousands lyrics

I kiss joints, use dirty razor blades on my wrist points/ I kick groins, of my foes in order to grow my Bitcoins/ I used to think life was dope til I got spotted by a sniper’s scope/ now there’s no time to hope I better man up and climb the rope/ or ladder, most your life’s decisions won’t even matte but fuck with me and I’ll make you pee blood like I struck your bladde addicted to social media but really I ain’t too social/ I’m just hopeful my life can change like the color on an opal/ but I stay shining through the dark like a lighthouse or a beacon/ drop a couple drips of LSD and go on a trip with a speaking white mouse and a deacon/ just melt in the sandpit, get felt like my handprint/ I think I just wrecked the car and busted the belt and the fan SHIT!/ let me organize a plan to sell organs, eyes and hands/ to Morman guys with bands who are trying to convince me that they’ve normalized their stance/ I don’t care I just want the money fuck the fame/ the government wonder why the poor don’t vote it’s cause they leave us stuck in the game/
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Need help figuring out if a dom is trying to scam me

I apologize if this is super long winded.
I am completely new to the BDSM world. A few weeks ago I started talking to a Dom through a site called AdultFreindFinder(she contacted me) and i'm now pretty sure its a scam but I would like a few others opinions to see if my hunch is correct.
I am going to post the transcripts of our email exchange and hopefully someone with more experience can shed light on this for me.
on AFF chat:
Her:
I'm new here and the website sent me your profile and says you are my new match, I don't know if you got my profile as well. After checking your profile out and seeing our compatibility chart is very high, I guess we might be a match after all. So this what I am looking for, am looking for a submissive pussy licking sex slave who is interested in BDSM/Kinky play, the key word here being SUBMISSIVE and BDSM/KINKY play. I know this is not for everyone, but if this something you want or dream about we can fulfill your fantasies together do check out my profile and send me a message ASAP.
Mistress Ann.
P:S This is going to be a soft BDSM sex slave, very mild bondage, this will be exploring more of pleasure than pain. Disregard this message if you don't have any submissive tendencies at all.
Me:
This is intriguing and I am interested in learning more about you and the domain of submission. I will be honest and say that I have very little experience in the kinky play area but I consider myself very open to experience.
Her:
Perfect let's continue this conversation in a more private environment. What I seek is a smart, intelligent, obedient and eager to serve sub and I think that might be you. Reply this message with your email address so I can contact you and set in motion the process to make you my submissive slut just because I don't get on here as much as I would like and I wouldn't want to leave you in limbo about making you my sex slave...
Mistress Ann.
Me:
At this point I give her a throw away email address

Chat moves to email:
Her:
I'm very pleased to be contacting you via regular email, the little exchanges we have had so far shows that our interest is aligned. This is the first step into making you all that you can become in serving and making me happy and in the process satisfying you as well and you need to be dominated by such a beautiful lady as myself in a real-life scenario.
This is not a trail for you to know and discover if you are submissive or not. For this, to work you have to know you are submissive and ready to stay submissive. If at this point you are unsure, I'll advise you to stop reading this email now, ignore it and not reply so no more time is wasted cause this is going nowhere if you are not truly submissive. If you have kept on reading and sure you are submissive then we can move forward and proceed.
I expect you to always be honest with me to be my slave, respecting me goes without saying slave you must always remember that you are the slave always in this relationship, therefore, I make all the decisions in this dynamic and you must always refer to me as MISTRESS. Like I previously pointed out and am sure by now you know that for this to work on any level you have to be submissive not playing at it. You will be dominated and toyed with by me for both our pleasures and the full spectrum of BDSM which may include, ass worship, anal penetration (mine), physical humiliation, psychical punishment (yours), forced masturbation, as long as its within your boundaries,you will be punished accordingly if you fail to attain my goals of you pleasing me. I will have variations of cute names that I will call you such as slut pie, sex slut you will answer to these names when I call you.
Anything public is of limits for me slave, I value my privacy very much, this means that all our plays will only be behind closed doors to assure maximum discretion, at no point will I send you any nude pictures of me via any medium even after our sessions have started. I hope you are insatiable as I am and ready to go on for long hours to please me, slave. During our plays protection will be paramount until such a time that you can show me that you are clean, safe and disease free as I am. For now, you are under a period of evaluation that will help me to determine if you are suitable to be my slave in the long term cause that's my ultimate goal. Since we have established that you are indeed submissive I don't envisage any problems with making you my slave and that process can start after you have replied this email.
Your Mistress Ann.
Me:
Yes Mistress.
Her:
Excellent my slave, I'll like to start with knowing your name.
Mistress Ann.
Me:
I give her my nickname
Her:
I am a mature and sexy 36-year-old woman, divorced and originally from Germany. I came over here 5 years ago back when I was still married to my husband. I was married for 4 years and divorced for 2.My whole life is here now a slave and am looking forward to making you a part of it. I don't know the caliber of women you have come across in your life but there is none in my class. I have been an active player in this lifestyle for a while and know what am doing, of course, you are welcomed to make your thoughts known if you think they are contrary to mine but with respect, remember you are the slave always. I am a bisexual domme with experience of unparalleled domination and alluring control. I want to make you my slave with my understanding of the Psychological and Physical aspects of this lifestyle. I am strict when the occasions call for it and sensual and provocative when I choose to be. I am quite generous and you have to be as well to be my slave.
Like I emphasized in my previous email we are moving ahead because I am sure by now you know for sure that you are submissive that this is definitely for you, so you won't have any problems relinquishing control to me slave? I can be free early in the day or late in the evening depending on my workload, I can work around your availability as well, let me know what times you think are best for you my slave. I want to start spending time with you ASAP slave, am ready to meet and start training you, you do however have to satisfy all of my criteria to be my acceptable slave slut and this you will know in due time my slut, its a short process that you must go through. At least we should be able to have at least a session together within a 2 week period, we will be able to manage this more effectively after a couple of sessions together. Training will be at my place for straight up sessions, we met on a sex site we both know that our aim is sexual gratification, so there will be no wining and dining just making our fantasies and desires a reality.
My fantasies and desires are more "BD" and very much less of "SM".So there will be no sadistic intentions towards you my slave. There will be more of role-playing and playing with sensual toys and accessories my slave, am familiar with almost every scenario of role-playing my slut, just keep in mind my slut whatever role we are playing Sexy professor and student, Sexy nurse, and patient whatever it is am always in control. I am a mistress with little limits, dominant very strict and caring, I have been a mistress for a pretty long time, as a lifestyle choice and I have experienced almost every fetish, either with slaves that I have owned myself or at fetish parties with my other dommes friends. However, I would love to know your limits so it can help me in molding you to be my perfect slave. I live in Oakland, so planning for our sessions with being easier and less stressful. We live in close proximity to each other we can have short sessions of about 2-3 hours at regular intervals.
I have further instructions for you.I'm dead serious about being the ONLY mistress you can have other filings(non-dominant girlfriend/wife) but I must be your only mistress, when you are with me, I want your full attention if you are going to be the slave for me I hope you are, if by now you still have others(dominant women), I want you to get rid of them and that is my first order to you and it requires your maximum obedience. Your second task is to send decent pictures of yourself to me in your next email no dick pics slave, I want to see what you look like and reply with more details about you using my email as a source of inspiration.
Your Mistress Ann.
(she sent me pictures of herself in lingerie as well at this point)
Me:
Mistress,
I am ready to submit and be your slave.
I am a 29 year old single man, never married and no significant women in my life currently. I am 5'8" tall and have a fit/athletic build. I have never had a mistress before and I look forward to being your slave. I trust you and only you to be my mistress. I think its admirable that you are so true to yourself and know who you are and what you want. I am happy to serve you and be a part of that vision.
My schedule shifts from week to week, there are times when I am very busy or out of town and other times when I am free. Later in the evening/night can work for me more consistently, however morning may also be open depending on the day. If I am in town weekends are generally open and available. This we can work out on a session to session basis and I will do my utmost best to conform to your preference. I would also like to start ASAP. I am okay with the frequency of at least 1 session every 2 weeks, however I am open to increasing this as you train me to be your slave. This can start as soon as tomorrow(Sunday 5/5). I will be unavailable from 5/8-5/13 as I will be out of town.
In terms of my limits, I am fairly open to most things on the "BD" side of things. I feel as you train me and our relationship as mistress and slave grows that my hard and soft limits will become more clear as I gain understanding of how I will be serving you and what types of things we will be doing. One hard limit I have currently is not overextending my right shoulder backwards as I recently injured it and it is in the later stages of healing. This should not be a problem after a few more weeks. In terms of the "SM" side of things, you have already mentioned that this will be limited given your desires for me as your slave. That being said I am not comfortable with severe physical abuse resulting in excessive bleeding and scarring especially on commonly exposed areas of the body such as the face. As I mentioned earlier these limits will evolve as we journey down this path.
I have attached pictures of myself for you. I recently decided to get rid of my hair and have included pictures of me both with and without. I don't take many pictures of myself. Please let me know if you would like more.
I am ready to relinquish control to you and give you my undivided attention.
Your slave
Her:
I Wore Up Thinking About Using You My Sex Slave
You arrived as instructed at your Goddess home for training to commence. You knock on the door and wait. I open the door and using my finger signal for you to enter. I point to the floor, you remove your clothing and fold it neatly and place them in the corner, you turn around and then get down onto your knees and lower your head, and place your hands behind your back.
I place a collar on your neck, then I secure your hands behind your back. I then instruct you to look at me, as you raise your head I start to remove my clothes. I notice you becoming extremely hard and excited from seeing your Goddess remove her clothes, standing there with only her bra and panties on, I instruct you to remove my already soaked panties being so wet expecting you since using your teeth. You come closer to me on your knees and gently get your teeth on the waistband of my panties and slowly work them down, moving around me and focusing on the waistband of my panties. As you finally remove my panties, I have already removed my leash and now I look down on you attaching the leash to your collar and say," slut, if you are very good in your training today you will be rewarded very generously" you reply, yes Mistress." I then lead you to the side of the bed with you leash like my little slut bitch that you are...
I take the bonds of your hands and tell you to get on the bed, no on the bed I tie your hands to the headboard and your legs to the foot of the bed and then I start smothering you with my pussy while I popped your cock and balls with my crop (gently). I'm grinding my pussy in your face wiping my nectar all over you, and the sweet smell of juicy wet pussy and the stinging from my crop made your sissy cock so hard. Soon I'll cum in your face and force you to eat all of it. Then I take some clamps and placed them on each of your nipples. You grit your teeth as the sharp pinching sensations running through your body. Your mistress pops your cock and balls again with her crop turning your throbbing cock harder and harder. She pauses and then gently strokes it with her hand and spits on it. Mistress leans down and takes your cock in her mouth. She strokes up and down giving you firm bites along with your cock head and shaft as she goes. Then your mistress climbs on top of you and allows you to feel her pussy slide down on your cock while she tugs on the chain attached to the nipple clamps. You grimace in the sweet pain that makes you thrust up deep inside her. You so want to grab her and grind inside her, but she has you tied, and you are at my mercy as I tease you by pulling my pussy off of you and pulling on your nipples again. She uses her crop to spank your cock once again. I continue this cycle repeatedly training your cock to be obedient to my pussy until finally your Mistress mounts you for the final time and bounces up and down and back and forth on your grinding her clit down on you till you can hold it no longer. At that moment, Mistress gives a gentle yank on the nipple clamps and I cum so hard and intense feeling the sweet pain run down your body and through your cock as you erupt inside me.
Your Very Horny Mistress Ann.
Me:
I want nothing more than to please you mistress. Your desires are one with my desires. Please use me.
Her:
My Sex Slave,
I am very happy getting to know you better and glad I choose you to be my fucktoy bitch slave. Your words portray respect, readiness, and willingness to serve as my worthy sub. I am going to do everything to make you my perfect slave, through light and erotic assignments, teasing and other activities that will bring your true submissive nature out to the surface my fucktoy slut.
Been a lifestyle domme my slut, am not in a mistress mode all the time, when our relationship takes off there will be some flirting, kissing and touching that might be considered vanilla a scenario where we just enjoy each other and not necessarily in a Mistress/slave setting. However, keep in mind that our relation stems from a Mistress and slave dynamic and you must remember you are the slave always. I do a little volunteer work when I can and am a registered member of the red cross. I work as an interior designer and decorator, it can be quite a tasking job with deadlines and perfectionist clients but I like to push myself as much as I can and I enjoy it. I am excited and looking forward to the memorable times we'll share together as Mistress and slave.
This is my evaluation so far my fucktoy bitch slave ***, through our communication, you have opened up to me my slave and with a little training, you can become my perfect male slut. Your response to my erotic email very enthusiastic my slave and it showed me that indeed you are ready to become a fucktoy bitch slave. We'll proceed with starting our session. I'll get back to you on the dates and times we can begin. Reply ASAP.
Love Your Mistress Ann.
Me:
Mistress,
The more I learn about you, the more I feel like I have to learn from you. I am ready to begin this new relationship with you as your slave. I hold volunteer service in a high respect and am turned on by the fact that you do work for the greater good. I am eager to begin training with you. Nothing would make me happier than to be the slave you want me to be even in those times where you are not in mistress mode, I am your slave.
I have actually recently become interested in interior design of small intentional spaces for the purpose of creating the most ideal environments to support mind, body and soul. I would love to learn from you in that way as well.
My anticipation to serve you grows by the minute, I look forward to hearing back from you.
Your humble slave
Her:
My pussy licking cum slavetoy
I want you to grab my ass in ecstasy while I ride your face with my juicy wet pussy. I want our bodies to connect on a spiritual level with our hands, fingers, breathe and everything else sensually entwined. I have a very wild imagination and I would love to help you reach your highest point of pleasure as you serve me, I want to take you on a journey (long term) if you prove worthy of my SUPREMACY. Your cock is mine to do with as I please my fucktoy bitch slave, this means you can only cum with my permission slave, from now on, no jerking off with my permission slave. I will teach you to make me squirt uncontrollably, I'll convert you into a fully automated pussy licking, ass worshiping slave puppy.
My panties are soaked thinking about using you my fucktoy slut love ***, we can have our sessions on the 15th and 17th and we can start in the morning around 11 am or evening around 5 pm on these dates. Let me know my fucktoy bitch slave if this timeline works for you. If we proceed from this point my slave there will be some financial commitments for both of us.
I have different approaches I used in training my slaves in the past my slave, I will study you my slave and determine what specific technique to use in teaching you all the different ways to please me. I have had 3 long term subs in the past my slave, one before I was married, another briefly about a year ago and I currently own a female slave that I play with from time to time,she is an air hostess so don't get to play with her as much as I would like which prompted my search for a male slave,I've been looking for a male slut for a little time now and I think I have found the perfect slave in you my slut. Looking forward to putting my collar of possession on you my slave and attach your leash and walk you around in your true submissive nature, you must not disobey my direct orders and wish slave, to please me you must always follow my instructions when it pertains to our mistress slave relationship. Respond ASAP
Your Mistress Ann.
(she sent me regular clothes pictures in this email(same woman from previous as per pictures)
Me:
The way you convey your desire through words is unparalleled. You paint a picture in my imagination that only makes me want to serve you more mistress. My primary purpose is to serve you and fulfill your deepest desires, anything above that is a mere bonus. My pleasure is secondary to your will and I will do anything to please you. I cant wait to be trained to be everything you want me to be. I can already feel the tension and its growing. You are now in control of my sexual impulses. The journey has already begun. I will worship you as the goddess you are. Lead and I will follow.
The 15th and the 17th works for me, I am not entirely sure of my work schedule yet. Lets tentatively meet in the morning on the Wednesday the 15th and in the evening on Friday the 17th.
I am open to the financial commitments. I'm curious about what this will entail?
I know that from the moment I lay eyes on you, I will be lost in your ocean. Unable to do anything but surrender.
Your humble slave
Her:
My fucktoy bitch slave, we'll begin our session on the evening of the 15th my fucktoy bitch slave ***. I am sure you know any form of relationship at some point will involve some financial decisions (dinner, the occasional gift and such).In a relationship like this, the financial decisions come early on in bondage clothing, bondage tools, and toys my fucktoy bitch slave to augment our experience. I enjoy been dominant so am Mistress, not a Dominatrix so I don't do this for money and I don't expect you to pay for sessions or anything like that my slave, however for our fantasies to become a reality and sessions reach its sexual satisfying peak there are tools needed to augment that experience my slave.
Your Mistress Ann.
Me:
Yea I expected all of that.
Is there anything you would like me to get prior to our first session mistress? I want to be as ready as possible so that I may be able to serve you to the best of my ability. Your slave
Her:
My Fucktoy Bitch Slave,
Your darkest passions still lie dormant inside you my fucktoy slut, I haven't even begun to tap in your full total submissiveness, my slave. These desires are waiting, sweltering and pulsing with every breath waiting for your Goddess to awaken them with just a single touch and mold and stimulate you into perfection. I will be hosting our training session at my home in Oakland my fucktoy bitch slave. I will like to spend at least spend up to 3 hours with you my fucktoy bitch during our first session, our first time together is going to be quite exciting, you and I are going to discuss at length what's about to happen in our session together and both decide on a safe word if one as to be chosen.
Like I mentioned my slave we at the point where a financial commitment is required. There are a few tools and equipment that have to be available before our sessions begin my slave. I don't use bondage tools that have shared with the previous slave, these are going to be new and exclusive for you and me my fucktoy bitch slave. I have discreet supplier my fucktoy bitch slave and a list of which includes but not limited to Deluxe SS/Leather Collar,Locking Men‘s Chrome Collar w/ Ring,KinkLab Double-Lock Police-Style Handcuffs,Nylon Rope, 25-ft,Adjustable Wrist,Corinthian Corset Dress,leather chastity Briefs With Penis Hole,Nipple Clamps and Cock Ring Set,Pjur Back Door Glide,Envy Five Rechargeable Silicone Vibrator. So am ready and willing to make a commitment to making you my slave by paying at least half of this cost of the toys right now, I presume that you are willing, ready and able to do the same before our training begins my fucktoy bitch slave. If you are unable to make this commitment at least 2 days before the date your training starts now my slave, we will have to reschedule for another time.
This is a one time only payment and these are the tools we will continue to use as long as you are my fucktoy bitch ***. Your quota my slave will be $800 and you will make payment to the toys' supplier my fucktoy bitch in readiness for our session to begin. This will show me that you are indeed ready and willing to be committed to being my sissy fucktoy bitch. I will be waiting for your response
Love Your Forever Mistress Ann.
Me:
Yes mistress, I am out of town. I apologize for the delayed responsiveness, I am away from my computer and phone most of the time while I am here. I will be back in town on Monday night or Tuesday morning. Please advise me of further details about the next steps and I will do my best to proceed within the given time frames that you provided.
My fire to serve you grows every day.
Your slave
Her:
My fucktoy bitch slave ***, I hope you are having a great time at the festival, my slave. I'm super excited as well my fucktoy bitch slave, can't stop thinking of using you my slut. Planning on getting a collar with maybe your name on it my fucktoy bitch slave what do you think. Like I alluded to my slave you'll be making payment for your share of the bondage gear directly to my supplier. She is a mistress as well very versed in the lifestyle, reliable and I always get my bondage tools from her. The method of payment will be bitcoin, my slave. Are you familiar with bitcoin?
Love Your Mistress Ann.
Me:
Mistress,
Forgive me for my lack of responsiveness, I did not get back from my trip until yesterday and had work straight away until 8pm.
I am not too familiar with bitcoin. That being said, I dont quite understand why all this discretion needs to take place in the acquisition of simple items for our sessions. It seems a bit much given that we haven't met yet.
Her:
Ok, slave ***, first you don't reply to my emails on time and now you are the expert on what as to happen before we begin our sessions?

Thats where we've left off so far and im not sure if I should continue conversing with her or if I should just call it quits. It seems sketch that the acquisition of these toys/items will be done through her friend and that its paid for using bitcoin. This feels like a textbook toys scam to me but a very well played one. That being said if it isn't I can only imagine the things that will ensue....
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You can now buy rock climbing gear with Bitcoin!

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Need tips on how to succsessfully survive fights and make money.

Hi guys,
So heres a quick intro into my stats and situation. I have a background in FPS games, my aim is decent enough to get me into LE in CS GO at one point. In Tarkov, I'm currently lvl 32, have about 3 mil rubles. I'm working mostly on getting quests done but having prapor lvl 4 and a wipe nearing, I want to PVP more. While my overall survival rate is ~45% (not very good); I feel that if only the raids with firefights were counted that figure would be 10% or below. High lvl players simply seem to get the jump on me no matter how stealthily I play. They are like ghosts despite having tank armor is how I percieve them. I play only on Dallas servers because that's where I get the best ping.
I'm at the awkward spot where I roflstomp scavs and mid-tier pmcs, but I get completely shat on by raiders and high lvl players. I typically run lvl 3 armor with either mosin or lightly modded AK with BS rounds. Rarely do I run lvl4+ armor and helmets simply because it is too expensive, and that this late in the wipe people and AI I target are running AP rounds anyways.
So this is a quick recap of the two most recent fights i've had vs. Scav boss on customs: First run: SKS suppressed with BP rounds. Making my way to dorms from the newly added hill area. Spot Reshala's goons standing outside gas station. Go prone and cheese 3 of them since they can't seem to shoot me due to distance. I climb down because the remaining ones are hiding behind cover. I approach from the blue walls on boiler side. Peak one of the guards who was singled out; only for him to throw a zarya over the wall air-burst style. I'm completely deaf and blind, so I sprint back all the way to the ammo shed mear the scav checkpoint tower. Heal/repack while prone in a bush. At this point I hear nothing to indicate other PMCs are in the area. Once repacked, I emerge from cover, only to find two goons right on me. One goes prone, half of his body merges into the hill he goes prone on. I start shooting directly at his face. He doesn't take damage. I go down. FFS.
While I understand I got tarkov'd here to some extent, what would've been the better approach? Which was the better angle?
Second time he's in 2 story dorms. I take the exterior stairs to the top floor, knowing that the goons were in 1st floor. When entering, I find and kill reshala who was camping in the first open door to the right. I'm running a high ergo ak74 here with BS rounds; being able to quickly aim and having the weapon steady felt amazing. The guards start coming in through the hallway one by one. Very easily I blow their brains out without having to prone camp. There's one goon left, but I also heard someone rustle the bushes outside and slow walk up the metal stairs. I had the door shut, so I'd know when i'd be in danger if he opens it. At this point I do a quick search of reshala's pockets to stash a possible bitcoin. No bitcoin, but I get shot at and lose two limbs from the window. Keep in mind that the window has a tarp over it, so for regular humans it's impossible to see through. Surely enough, I hear the goon yell stuff in cheeki. So now I'm stuck. There's a terminator outside ready to mow me down even though there's no visual contact (nikita pls), then there's a tactical pussy camping the door. What I chose to do was heal up, pain killer up, and book it across the hallway into one of the rooms opposite to me. As we all know, i stand to run only to lose me head. Fuck you zavodskoy bastards and your vodka vision.
So that brings me to you guys. I need help. What are proven strats that quickly kill the scav boss? How do I position myself in dorms to counter players who want a piece of me loot?
Beyond that, I'd love tips on better loadouts and ways to make money. It baffled me to know that there are people here who have 20mil+ rubles. How dey do dat?
Would not mind at all if anyone is wants to team up and teach me the ropes. Thanks guys, I hope the venting wasn't too distracting.
EDIT: Thanks everyone for all the tips and suggestions. Huge shoutout to R00ster_Cogburn for taking the time to team up and show the ropes of labs to me. Thanks a lot dude!
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"I intimidate the bird"

5 PCs level 3
Playing """good guy""" campaign
PCs just saved some kids from a hole in the forest
tfw Forrest actually not magical, who would have thunk
b me New dm
no idea what im doing
watching cute Colville, wanna make the ranger special
use new traveling check rules
mfw 3000 rules, 3001 rules for the dm to learn
PCs find way back to village no problemo
Special PC starts his special day
Dude is a golden dragonborn bard with a flute
Has never performed once since start of campaign, nor used his breath weapon
"I go back to get the rope we climbed down the hole with"
Couldyourepeatthat?
lizard is serious
Party goes to town splits and talks to 3 NPCs all on their own super fun time
This one needs a rope though
Motherfucker you a bard what do you need rope for
party groans, let him go his stupid ways
gets lost alone in the forest immediately cause no ranger
tfw
Makes ranger feel extra special so at least that
"I climb a tree to find the way"
bard, being bard fails his climb check
Wann be nice, dragonborn is so fat first branch just snaps off
Nofalldamage.whowouldhavethought
PCs miles away feel a disturbance in the force
groan
"I cast speak with animals"
Fuckung perfect
"I wanna talk to the animals of the forest"
Finnaly bard thinks with utility
Gonnaa shower him with inspiration
Just Got some cute tokens printed
"What animals answer my call?"
gold lizard with flute me thinks
Is gonna get out that forest as king of animals
Gonna make this bitch snow fucking white
Without the rapekissing of course, cause good dm
me "you hear a bird"
Here we go
Bird has responsibilities
Not just gonna guide you to village
You have to exchange some sick tunes
Shit how do birds do
Pickledee.voicefile
"Hello, Friend, Hello, Friend, Who are you, who are you?"
Thanksmyasazki
PC: "I intimidate the bird"
Bitch
what
"Guide me the way to the village, or else"
Its a fucking bird ya prick
Not some bdsm goblin
Rolls high enough that bird complies out of fear
Fucking lizard ass dude scaring poor bird
cockatrice looking ass motherufcker
bird being bird flys off to village
"Bad bird, bad bird, evil, evil"
Makes check to be able to run after bird while looking through cannopy
Looses bird cause fuck you, you rolled lower than 5
me thinks: Monkeys listen to bird calls for warnings
Sure as fuck squirrels do as well
Enjoy those ten minutes of speak with animals go in silence
Spends rest of game day lost in forrest
Party has to rescue him
-1 relationship with animals of the forest
Birds gonna gossip all around the forest
Cause fuck you
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Dealing with the police

I can't talk about this to my former friends (Who I no longer speak with because I don't want them to feel like they could have done something) so I guess I'm dumping it all here.

Every night this past week, with one exception (Thursday night), I went out driving around looking for a place to Long Drop that's the perfect distance from a hospital for every vital organ except my brain to be saved. Long Dropping is a method of hanging where you fall so far that the rope snaps your neck, rendering it almost completely painless; but not far enough that your head decapitates. It's the method of hanging that was used for official executions in the 19th and early 20th centuries. Unfortunately for normal people without special apparatus it can be logistically tricky setting it all up right. I'm pretty tall and I need an unimpeded vertical space of 14 feet within which I can drop. What's more, I want to make sure the ambulance arrives on the scene RIGHT as the 6 minute mark passes (the point of brain death). This way my organs have the best chance of being harvested for other people's use. https://www.cicm.org.au/CICM_Media/CICMSite/CICM-Website/Resources/Publications/CCR%20Journal/Previous%20Editions/March%202016/ccr_18_1_010316-37.pdf estimates 30.6 Quality Adjusted Life Years (QALYs) saved over doing it in my apartment (which has such a drop). That's a big deal to me. I don't want to live, but there are plenty of mentally healthy individuals undergoing critical surgery, who are loved and needed by their families, friends, spouses, children, communities, employers, all of whom desperately want them in their lives - and who themselves wish to continue living. If I have perfectly functioning organs untinged by drug abuse or medical issues, why shouldn't I give them that opportunity??? I want them to have the freedom to continue their fulfilling lives as greatly as I desire the freedom to end mine.

So around I went through the southern neighbourhoods (Colonias) of my city, in the dead of night, keeping an eye out for any stiff horizontal beams onto which I might tie my knot. Not to do it there and then, mind you; my baby sister is still in undergrad exam period, and I still need to visit the States one more time to probate-proof. I was just in the research phase. I soon realized that the climb itself was a major consideration, and that while I could have a ladder shipped out to anywhere, it'd be much easier and less suspicious to drive up and scale it on the spot. Isolation and the correct distance from hospitals were also key. This effectively whittled my options down to an abandoned water tower in Miramar just south of where the main city starts, and the various unguarded transmission towers even further south. (All the towers in the main city are cordoned off from access, but the newer and poorer districts haven't had that luxury.)

On Tuesday or Wednesday I bought some measuring tape and on Friday night I bought a rope from Home Depot - again, just to see where it hangs. On Friday in the Colonia Arcoiris I find the PERFECT string of towers, way in the outskirts of town and absolutely enormous, their legs lifting them a full 30 feet off the earth. What's more, they're on a dirt road specially made for transmission tower access - there's NOTHING there, just towers and weeds. Most of the other towers here, I have to watch out for passersby, cops, cameras, not to mention how hard it was to get a clean drop with zero obstruction from lower beams. But the Arcoiris towers have joints with nothing under them but bush and bramble, anywhere from 10 to 30 feet. I find the leg with maintenance footholds and hoist myself up to the first beam that I deem high enough, where when they cut the rope, my body would still fall a good 8 feet into the bramble. I love climbing and heights and it's exhilarating being up there. I think about my secretly suicidal middle sister (who doesn't know that I know, I snuck through her high school diary one day) who's taken up rock climbing as an adult. I know exactly how she feels and what she's been plotting all these years. The first thing I think is how tight would it be to climb the whole damn tower, see the entire city from 200 feet above. The second thing I think is Damn I wish I had her skills. I wonder if she failed once and took up rock climbing so she would know exactly how to do it the second time. Then I wonder if rock climbing gave her a reason to live. Being able to climb that whole tower might give me that reason, although I'd probably get thrown in jail or deported.

Reality set in. I had work to do. Trembling, I tied the rope to a beam at 17 feet. I knew if I fell that night I would wind up in a hospital and be asked a million questions not to mention my plan would physically be fucked for months. Carefully I clambered back down. My fall would be clear, alright; I just needed to trim the tops off some bramble. This was simply the perfect place to do it. At last after nights of scoping the ghettos, I had found my spot. I couldn't help but keep admiring how perfect this tower was. At last. It was just perfect.

Then I heard a truck roar past. I'd parked on the side of the dirt road. That's funny, I thought, obviously that's not a utility worker. I remembered there being some abandoned looking signs and fences further down the road. Maybe they weren't so abandoned after all. Then I heard the truck roar back. Stop around my car. I saw lights. Blue and red ones.

This wasn't good.

You really don't want to mess with the police in Mexico. Actual criminals, at least the ones I've encountered or heard of, don't care about civilians. It's not Brazil and they have bigger fish to fry than kidnapping gringos. But the cops, you have no idea what they'll be up to, who they know, or what they want on any given night. Every single interaction I've had with them has been them stopping me for no reason, questioning what I'm doing, searching my pockets, or trying to rob me. I'm out here all by myself in the prairie with the Estatales. Do I have my Bitcoins with me? I'm pretty sure I left my flash drive at home, it has all the real goods. My laptop's still here. In any case, this is bad.

'Hola, que pasa?' I shouted.

'Que pasa contigo?' What's up with you? one of them asked. He was younger than me and slightly built. His partner was older, gruff and thick-set.

I'm just walking around, exploring, I said in my best attempt at casual Spanish. They tell me to put my hands on the car and separate my legs. Holy shit.

I do so. They pat me down and proceed to ask me whether I have drugs or am drinking. Whether I'm there with anyone. I assure them I'm alright and I'm just out, touring around like a dumb tourist. No particular destination. I live in Centro and I work online doing computer stuff. Here are my IDs. You want to search the car? Be my guest.

The younger guy starts talking to me, as the older guy walks off to the tower with a flashlight. We're here to help you and protect you, because at this time of night, there are some bad people around, and we want to make sure you're not in trouble. I'm not, I say, I'm doing just fine. I just like walking around seeing what's out here. Facially, I'm cool as a cucumber; mentally I'm scrambling to figure out how to explain the rope still tied at 17 feet to his partner when he returns. I know the truth will get me 5150'd immediately, possibly deported. Don't these guys have drug dealers to catch? I think to myself.

To my surprise, they let me go without further questioning. 'I strongly advise you to go back home,' the young guy says. I nod, pretending to pretend to understand. What's your name? I ask. Brayan, he says. Have a safe night, Brayan. They drive off.

Whew. That could have ended a lot worse.

I return to the tower and resume thinking. I'll need to practice tying that knot. I'd be better off buying a bike lock with the rope pre-attached and draped around my neck, so I can just clip it on. That way I can try out the strength of all materials at home. I have plenty of space. My biggest fear, bar none, was fucking up. Being a cripple for decades, prevented by well-wishers from ever doing it again, being forced to lie in bed or drink through a tube. That could not happen and would not happen. I could always decap from a pedestrian overbridge I knew downtown. But it would be so ugly for my parents. Not to mention the first responders. No, I had to do what I could to drop hang. And that meant dealing with my fear of falling and retrieving that rope so I could measure out its length from the knot point.

Just as I was about to climb back on, I heard someone pull up slowly behind my vehicle.

I quietly strode back to my car. The real bad guys this time?

It was the same cop, now with all lights off. I stretched out my arms. What? I demanded. You know it's kind of weird, you guys coming back here like this?

No, the weird one is you, the young cop said in English. You're the one being weird.

I just think I left something back there, that's all. Something fell out of my pocket... My measuring tape. I tried looking around in my car but I couldn't find it.

The young guy said he'd go with me. Erm, what kind of gun is that you got? An M-4 (assault rifle), he said. You know I don't have a lot of money on me, I said. Don't worry, he said, we're here to help you. We're here to make sure you're alright.

I got my tape measure, on a rock, a few feet from my rope, and swiftly turn around before he could ask any awkward questions. I immediately get in my car and say, Thanks for your help, Brayan. Have a good night. Ignoring the troubled expression on his face, I drive off ahead of them, happy to be alive. But only so I can tidy up my estate and bequeath my Bitcoins so I can come back and kill myself in a week. Of course. But happy to be alive nonetheless.

When I get home after 20 minutes, I notice there's a truck driving very, very slowly, several blocks behind me. I turn around to stare at it. Presently it approaches where I'm standing. It's a police truck. It speeds up as it passes me, but I distinctly see Brayan and his partner through the windows.

It dawned on me that even the scumbag Mexican state police was for some reason fundamentally and sincerely invested in preventing my death. Had I explained that it would save hundreds of lives in Africa - not to mention ameliorate the exploitation of thousands of their own Mexican countrymen in the fields and factories - they would still have 5150'd me. Had I explained that the only thing they were doing is forcing me to decap, or even worse, ruining the postmortem donation value of my organs, they would STILL have 5150'd me. I'm 100% sure of this. Sure, it's called doing your job. Sure, it's called a protocol. But somebody high up in the ranks of the police force decided to include my life in that protocol. Decided that I should not die so that others may live. Decided that the proximity of my death to that community gave it more weight than the deaths of labourers and farmers in Mexico and Africa. Decided that my organs are worth more together than apart. All without knowing me and everything that's wrong with my evil soul.

No matter its consequences, the thing I intend to do is detestable and absolutely unacceptable to society; everybody is going to do everything they can to oppose it. What Brayan represented was the implicit rejection of my desires by Western society. I saw through his words and actions that no one will ever trust anything I say, regardless of how jovial or relaxed my mood appears to be. In fact there is an invisible barrier of distrust separating me from every other reasoning functioning human being on earth which no amount of logic or ethics will ever break down, no matter how indisputable and obvious it becomes that the world will be a better place if I'm dead. I've tried to hire people to help me, to no avail. I met a couple, boyfriend and girlfriend, who both claimed they supported voluntary euthanasia, the right to leave this life with dignity and choice. But when it came to a specific person, me, they could not even be paid to help. It's like I've become a place where logic itself frays.

I truly don't understand it.
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I finally joined a gym. Here's my first Experience.

I finally joined a gym and GOD DAMN I feel like I hit a jackpot!
I looked around at all the surrounding boxing gyms in my area, but I was having a hard time finding the right one, or one that met the criteria I had in mind. I wanted a straight up boxing gym. I didn’t want anything that focused on burning calories, or anything like that….I’m looking at you Title (If you go to Title, I’m not hating. If it’s your thing, then that’s awesome for you!). I know it sounds cliché, but I wanted something that was like Rocky. I wanted to walk in and feel inspired to box. I’m working with a budget, so the thing that I looked for most was affordability. So while I was browsing around, I found a gym 10 minutes away from my work that cost $35 a month. The price was intriguing, but all they have is a Facebook page with not a lot of content. No website and very little reviews. Fuck it, Ill give it a shot. No phone number listed though, guess I’ll just have to go there.
I could tell from the Google street view that it was on the second floor of an unmarked building and in a sketchy part of town…like…pretty sketchy. Since there’s no sign on the building, I kept having to turn around in the same spot and I couldn’t help but think “I hope no one thinks Im trying to do a drive by” but Im a nerdy looking white dude in a Prius, so that thought was dismissed quickly. After I parked my car, I still wasn’t even sure I was at the right place, but I had faith in Siri that she took me to the right spot. I walked to the front of the building and, in those small stickers you put on your mailbox, found the door labeled “BOXING”. Guess I found it. I climbed the set of stairs and when I walked in, there were maybe 4 people total. One guy was jumping rope, another guy shadow boxing and few other people hitting heavy bags. It was quiet and all you could hear was the sound of the chains rattle and the patter of the dudes feet jumping rope. I didn’t know who to talk to, though. Theres no front desk. There is no one to greet you as you walk in. No cute girl trying to get you to join the gym. Just a bunch of dudes working on their routines, two boxing rings, a shit load of heavy bags, speed bags, double end bags and a giant American flag hanging from the ceiling. The walls are littered with news paper articles from local boxers and posters of boxing legends.
I saw this jacked Italian looking dude and I thought to myself “that dudes name is Tony. He looks like a Tony.” This isn’t important right now.
I finally found a trainer and told him I was interested in signing up. He had me fill out a waiver and some other form. There was a $50 registration fee and the $35 monthly fee was due up front. I went to hand him my bank card and he gives me this look like “dude….does this place look like we accept credit cards?” He goes “cash only”. Im like “what about Bitcoin, haha…” No smile whatsoever. There was an ATM across the street, so crisis averted.
So anyway, I get all setup and the trainer starts asking me what my goals are. Do I want to spare? Do I want to compete? Am I just there for a hobby? Do I have any experience? I tell him that right now I’m just there to learn as much as I can. Yes I would like to spare eventually and if I get to a level where I feel comfortable, perhaps compete.
After hearing my goals, he has me do some warms ups and then he starts working with me, one on one, on my stance (which I was doing WAY wrong) and my jab. He stresses the importance of correct stance and jab and assures me that until my stance and jab are perfect, there is no need to learn anything else. “This is what we will work on until its perfect, then we can move on to other things”
I had no idea I would be getting one on one training, especially for the price I pay. I’ve only gone there 4 times so far, and each time, he spends about 2 hours with me, which I think is awesome.
I totally get how people say you NEED a coach. I already feel like I’ve learned so much just from my brief time going. I was trying to learn things on my own, from home, just by watching YouTube videos and reading boxing articles. I would read this subreddit and see people leave comments like “YOU.NEED.A.COACH….PERIOD” and I just could not agree more. Boxing without a coach is like trying to learn a new language without Rosetta Stone, or Google translate. You might think you’re pronouncing things correctly, but once you get to the country, you think you’re asking where the bathroom is, but really you just asked someone to piss in your mouth. Weird analogy, but I think you get the picture. However, just after seeing a coach a few times so far, I already feel like I’m on another level and I haven’t even scratched the surface yet. I feel like I’m learning so much in such a short amount of time.
I’ve wanted to join a boxing gym for so long. I kept making excuses why I couldn’t join and why “next month” would be better. Or, “what if people make fun of me because I have no idea what I’m doing.” Or “What if I look silly”. Truthfully, you will look silly, but everyone has to start somewhere. That is literally a direct quote from one of the guys at the gym. No one is going to make fun of you. Every person in that gym started off with the same insecurities. Everyone has to start off somewhere. Start here, start now.
I’m hoping to inspire other people that might have the same thought process I had. I didn’t know what to expect my first day, or what to expect as a true beginner. I tried my hardest to describe the atmosphere and, just by my experience, what you might expect walking into a gym for the first time.
I don’t know what other boxing gyms are like, but I feel so blessed to find the one I found. Its incredibly affordable and I get one on one training with a certified trainer, whom I feel truly LOVES boxing and cares about his students. Also, the comradery of the gym is amazing. Pretty much all the guys came right up to me and introduced themselves, which I thought was pretty awesome. A very welcoming community.
And guess what the Italian dudes name was? Fuckin’ Tony. I called that shit.
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Tails of The Blender, the "All Bard" party, and how our all-'good' party became chaotic evil sky-pirates

As a bit of background, our DM decided he wanted to do a higher level campaign. He allowed us to each start with 1 rare and 1 uncommon magic item. He also decided that he wanted to DM an all-bard party (he may be a masochist). Thus begins the tale of murder and salsa.
Most of this happened several weeks ago, so I don't remember the details
Be me: Matthias Großendinger, AKA the gnome of variable height, and the sole designer, manufacturer and distributor of the World-famous miniature subacontrabass, as well as the head guild artisan of the Guild of Bass
Also be Level 10 chaotic good pure bard famous throughout the land
Be party: level 10 bard, level 10 bard, level 10 bard (some of them were multiclassing, but I wasn't really paying attention)
Party is mostly either chaotic or lawful good
The campaign starts with us meeting the king. He called us together to form the best band in the land. He wanted us to work our way to his brother, who was the duke of the neigboring kingdom
Apparently some shit was going on and he needed to speak to his brother about something, but the Duke was really suspicious and refused to meet
I'm doing my Bardly duty and not really paying attention, but he basically wanted us to gain the Duke's trust using the power of song (and maybe some magical suggestive lyrics)
Be newly formed band: Bongwater Revival.
But first, lemmetakeasidequest.gif
Some rebels in the capital city that want to stir up shit for some reason.
King wants us to 'take care' of them
We break into the manor that they are using as a base of operations
After taking significant damage clearing the first room, we decide to take a quick nap
Bard #2 casts Leomund's Tiny Hut, which protects us and allows us to take a short rest.
We song of rest circle-jerk to full HP with a short rest.
Moving on to the next room, we are fighting the head of the rebels.
And a animate suit of armor
And an elephant...
Be me, shitty player who doesn't really play spellcaster much
Going through me spells, figuring out which does the most damage.
Find 'Erupting Earth', which does 3d12 damage to everything within a 20-foot cube.
Except you add 1d12 for every level above 3rd
And thus begins the saga of The BlenderTM
Cast Blender at 5th level, targeting both the elephant and the boss
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Elephant is all but dead, boss is bloodied by the time it is my turn again
ICastItAgain.OPAF
Elephant and boss defeated, armor already dead, we can move on the the main quest
End of session
 
We start out by buying several wagons and forming a caravan, then we set out for the Duke.
On our way there we come across a rather large farming town
After we perform there, we meet with the mayor at a feast.
Apparently there are some monsters residing in a cave system connected to the old mine that are attacking the city.
We head to the house of an old farmer, the only person to have ever entered the cave and live.
He agrees to tell us everything he knows... under one condition
He wants to know if we are tough enough to survive
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Be Bard #3, AKA knife bard. (He has a bag of holding full of 500 daggers)
He pulls out his magic flaming dagger
Wanna know how tough I am?
He stabs himself in the shoulder.
CriticalHit.OOF
Takes like 20 damage
Farmer turns to the rest of us
"Well, you certainly are crazy, but are you tough enough to make it? If you can retrieve my axe from that tree, I'll tell you everything I know."
He throws his axe and sticks it into the top of a tree
Be Bard #4, AKA only player worse than me
Have dimensional door, don't use it.
Be Knife Bard
Have fly, don't use it.
Be me, roll dex to climb tree
Eventually make it to the top and try to pull out the axe
-1 strength
Tie rope to it instead and drop it down so party can help
KeepRollingTillItWorks.zip
He tells us what he knows, apparently there are some drow in the caves.
Having gained almost no useful knowledge, we head to the mine that leads to the cave.
We pass through a room full of poisonous mushrooms
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2 members fail... 5 total damage
Party moves on
Enter huge cavern, nearly 300 feet in diameter
Half of the cavern is just a pit to nothingness
We all feel an 'evil vibe' coming from the bottom
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There are a bunch of drow in the room
SneakAttack.bitch
4 of them are standing within 20 feet of eachother
ThisIsMyTime.jar
Cast Blender, Krewe de gras-ing two of them, leaving the other two nearly dead.
Combat is mostly uneventful, we kill all of the drow before any can run away
But now we feel rumbling throughout the cavern
I come up with a great plan: I'll fly up to the ceiling and cast blender on the roof of the cavern, causing over 3 million pounds of rock to fall on its head
Except it doesn't come from the pit, it comes from the middle of the ground
It's a gargantuan purple worm
OhShit.exe
It suprise attacks the party and then dives back into the earth
I ready an action: as soon as I see it again I'm going to blend it.
Most of the party is grouped up all together like a bunch of idiots
The worm comes out from beneath them, dealing massive damage
My readied action activates, and I cast 6th level blender on the worm... and my party
One of them goes down, two other are nearly dead
AcceptableCasualties.Womble
The ground by the cliff crumbles, taking out downed party member with it.
The worm did it I swear
A couple rounds pass and we kill it
We loot several tens of thousands gold worth of gems from in it, and prepare to rest for the night.
Before we can rest, a drow priestess approaches us and asks what happened
Plus13Deception.TooEasy
Knife bard decides to be diplomatic and try to be peaceful
We explain how we ventured into the cave hoping to speak to the drow about bringing peace between them and the village, but the purple worm attacked when we arrived cough ... and killed all of the drow in the cavern... those totally *aren't** stab wounds on your friends*
She buys it, and agrees to let us set up a meeting to negotiate peace.
End of session. Next session is a week later, and knife bard is busy, so we played as though his character was just unconscious
 
After we wake up from our rest, we notice that one of our members is still asleep.
SlapDatBitch.exe
After he still doesn't wake up, we make a litter and decide to exit the cavern
Somehow the entrance we came through collapsed
Wasn'tMeISwear.wmp
We move on deeper into the cavern searching for a way out
On the way we find a big guy completely covered in black armor tied up on an alter
Seems like a nice enough fellow, we untie him and invite him to join us in place of our fallen comrade
We have to go talk to their god if we want to take her sacrifice
Go into another giant cavern.
We're standing on a cliff about 20 feet wide. In front of us is a cliff, and 100 feet down is a huge pitch black lake.
This all looks pretty normal
We hear a voice in our heads promising us all of our wishes if we follow her
NahBitch.ImGoodThanks
She's tells us that if we want to leave the cavern, we have to jump into the water
Yeah, that's not suspicious at all
Once again, nobody bothers to use their useful spells, like dimension door, fly, or jump
We the all of our rope together, and the black knight decides to try to jump to the shore
It's only 100 feet down and like 150 feet away.
He lands about 15 feet from the shore and his knees crumple, so he's prone in the water
A bunch of tentacles come out and start attacking him
They try to, at least
28AC.StatBoost
A couple rounds pass and bard #5 is blasting the aboleth with sacred flame
As a gnome, I way about 55 pounds - counting all of my equipment.
Black Night has gotten onto the shore and is bracing against the rope now
I hand the other end of the rope to bard #4 and zip line down to the shore
I land a couple feet from shore and take some hits, but pass all of my con saves so I don't have anything major happen
Having used most of my spell slots earlier, I decide to go whack it with my sword
Decent damage, but I have to make a con save
Roll pretty good, get a 5
"You find it getting harder and harder to breath, and your skin starts to feel itchy
Jump back into the water
GuessImAFishNow.Shit
Bard #4 tries to zip line down, but falls off about halfway across.
He gets cursed with fish skin too, but can still breath normally
Like the next round we kill the aboleth
Bard #5 ties the rope to knife board's body and ziplines down
Black knight decides to pull the body off of the 100 foot cliff, and through the 150 feet of lake.
By some miracle he is still alive by the time BK drags him to shore
I swim to shore and tell our cleric-bard (bard #5) that I have a disease and can't breath air
ICanHelpWithThat.snakeoil
Casts dispel magic
WTFMan.rage
BRO I SAID IT WAS A DISEASE, NOW I HAVE TO REATTUNE TO MY SHIT WTF
15 minutes later and I'm magical again
Before we can make our plan, the drow priestess comes in onto the ledge.
Apparently it had tricked the drow into thinking it was their god.
Oops
We roll initiative and prepare for combat
I start swimming towards the base of the cliff
I'm still "cursed", so I can breath underwater and don't have to surface
Complete stealth mode engaged
IRL I start cackling like a madman with a crazy look in my eyes
The party realizes what's going on and the start laughing too
A second later the DM realizes what's about to happen and just sighs and facepalms as he accepts his fate
3 turns later and I get within range
Party is mostly okay, flying spiders have driven bard #5 into the water, and BK is running away like a Bitch
Knife Bard is somehow still alive, even though he is being eaten alive by flying spiders
I cast BlenderTM at 6th level
Out of nowhere, the cliff explodes around the priestess and her companions
I roll crazy well, 70 damage
Her thugs are vaporized into a fine red mist, and she is left at 1 HP, falling to her death
She casts levitate and floats down to the water safely ,then tries to swim away
I was prepared for her.
I cast vicious mockery
I ask her "What's the difference between a drow and salsa?
DramaticPause.wav
"Not much after they've been through The BlenderTM "
Black knight comes back to the group with his tail between his legs
Cleric Bard casts feign death on me and bard #4 to temporarily cancel the affects of our diseases.
They grab both of us and knife bard and start hiking towards the cave exit
After an hour they have just left the cave, and feign death wears off
ICantBreath.helpme
BardCleric casts feign death on me, but is out of spell slots for bard #4
He can breath, he just takes damage from being really itchy
We make it back to town, and head to the local church
I can breath again, but we both are still fishskin cursed
They priests heal us, and to thank them I donate 33 platinum to the church
They about have a seizure from my generosity
IHaveNoUseForThisMoney.kek
We go tell the mayor that we took care of the drow
DefinitlyArentAnyMindFlayers.NotOurProblem
He is really fucking suprised, we took care of the problem that has been plaguing them for many years in like 6 hours
WowThanks.bat
Gives us a kickass cornucopia that makes food and can cast hero's feast once a day
Also gives us a shitton of sweet midevil bitcoin
We're really fucking rich now
Bard #4 (who has just told us that he is a pirate?) decides to buy a ballistae and mount it on his wagon in the caravan
Black knight decides to use his money to buy an airship, but has to ask bard #5 for money
Bard #5 gives away all of his money
We are woken early the next morning by the sounds of the rest of the drow approaching with an army of giant spiders
ManTheBallistea.THUNK
We are fighting the giantest spider while the militia takes on the others
Bard #4 shoots the ballistae but misses
Bard #5 Uses Sacred Flame
I look at its eight spindly legs
"Lets see how well it can fight without legs"
Cast BlenderTM at the spider
Immobilized, we easily finish it off
We beat the rest of the army to oblivion
Tired of their shit, we go back to the cave (which happens to be the top layer of the underdark) and raid all of their shit... that is, we raid the entire upper underdark
ItHasBegun.TheEndIsNigh
End of session
 
We head out for the Duke's kingdom (We are now level 13)
The trip should take about 5 days
On the first day nothing happens
On the second day a storm begins to brew
The sky gets darker as the day goes on
A couple of hours later, we see an army appear over the horizon
It is the skeleton of bard #2 - who had sworn vengeance - leading an army of 1,000 skeletons
Lol.Nope
I cast my new 7th level teleportation spell and bring us to the city
We arrive without incident
Guards don't know what magic is, get pissed at us for teleporting
They let us into the city (because we hadn't done anything wrong)
But first, the pull me and BK aside and tell us not to cause any trouble
The entire city is massively racist
Oh, did I mention BK is riding a Nightmare?
Through the middle of a massive city
Where nobody really knows about magic
The guards tell him to get off, but he refuses
Meanwhile, I cast disguise self so I look like a dwarf. I still get glared at, so I change into a short human
Gaurds approach us
They want to arrest me for being a shapeshifter
LolYouWannaTryMe.bitch
I start casting disguise self every six seconds, making myself taller and shorter, as well as messing with my facial features. Because I have a magic hat that allows me to do this it doesn't take any spell slot
BK grabs me and uses his horse to enter the ethereal plane
Shortly later, wanted posters appear for the Black Night and the Gnome of Variable Height
Meanwhile, the rest of the party is at an inn getting information
Apparently there is a rebellion going on here led by a bunch of cultists
Knife Bard gets kicked out for trying to juggle his flaming knife
Once outside, he casts disguise self, and walks back in as Pastamania Hulk Hogan
MFW
"WHERE CAN I JOIN THE REBELLION BROTHER?"
Did I say chaotic good? I meant chaotic stupid.
Undercover agents at the inn go and arrest him
He uses dimension door to get away, and then undisguises
New wanted poster: Pastamania Hulk Hogan
BK and I have rejoined the party at the inn
The rebel base is set up right outside of town
I still think we should go speak to the duke, but the party decides to go undercover and sneak into the base
Pirate and Cleric bard climb onto black knight's horse, while knife bard and I disguise ourselves and we approach the rebel's gate
"Hi, can we join your cult?"
"Uhuuhhh, sure..."
Black Knight decides to exit the ethereal plane at this moment
Rebels blow there horns and start screaming that they are under attack
Cleric bard decides to be diplomatic
Wait, we just didn't want to be spotted heading towards the camp
We all get kicked out, but cleric bard manages to convince them that he is a cleric of Bane (The god they worship)
He is now locked into the rebel camp
The rest of the party (except for me) hops onto BK's horse and follow them while hidden in the ethereal plane
The cultists decide to tell the new guy everything, and give him a tour of the camp
They have an iron golem, but they need more magic people to awaken it, so they have some reinforcements coming later that day
They are planning on attacking the city tonight
Knife bard uses message to tell cleric bard that we are going to burn the place down
He manages to leave
As soon as we see he left, we start a brush fire about 60 feet away and Knife bard summons wind to whip the flames into a raging inferno
He lies down behind it and does nothing else for the entire encounter
I use BlenderTM and start tearing down walls and buildings
Black Knight polymorphs into a battle rink and starts trampling buildings and people
Pirate bard is riding the nightmare and shooting at the guards
Meanwhile, cleric bard is running towards the city to get help
We slaughter all of them and raze the fort
Cleric bard gets back just as we finish killing the ones who didn't burn alive
After that massive slaughter, Black Knight invites us all to join him in following the god of pain
WhyNot. ¯\(ツ)
We escape to the airship which had just arrived in town and flee the area
The remaining cultists try to attack the city but fail miserably
The Duke uses this as an excuse to declare war on the king
Meanwhile, we have become sky murder hobos.
Cleric bard's old character is now leading a quest to capture us, so his player has to make a new one
 
The party decided to measure how badly we screwed over the DM's plans by using the Henderson scale.
The Henderson Scale of Plot Derailment is the standard way to measure how badly we fucked everything up. It goes from -1 (The party finishes the campaign in exactly the way the DM planned) to 2 in intervals of .25
We agree that we have reached a 1.75 on the scale, meaning that we have caused the entire plot and any subplots to be derailed. "It has ruined the game, and likely caused the GM to begin seizing, attempt to strangle the perpetrator, laugh uncontrollably, or just sit there in shock."
It's funny how accurate the scale is, as the DM had reacted on most of those ways
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