Politics: forum

What's the point of typing like scrooge mcduck 😆 

Boo hoo 😢 

I've been playing around with this stuff lately it's incredibly interesting but yea im not giving it full access either I just want to let it read web pages and documentation when I'm not sitting there. I couldn't get it working yesterday but I think it was just a simple error it was showing me that it was trying to open Spotify, discord, etc.. and im like wtf no. So I shut it off. 

Thanks I needed that laugh this morning 

You find the ranger pulling out some invasive weeds by the visitor center. "There you are, Politics. I was just singing your praises not more than five minutes ago." "Place caught just right. Not even much in the way of smoke. No clue how you managed that!" You explain that you used gases to create a less impactful blaze. "That sounds kinder on the environment, but if I'm honest, I don't know shit about all that eco stuff." She brushes dirt off her gloves and beckons you to follow her inside. A check for $26,000 is handed over with grateful enthusiasm. "Next time we get a forest fire warning, I might give you a call. You seem smart enough to pull off a controlled burn."

I watch them and read them in entirety, although it's annoying at times. I feel it's useful info for the faction and get a laugh when people ditch me to get away or drop a car on my head etc... currently trying to figure out how these new ones work we finally got up to level 5+ and it appears they're now multiple stages as well? You succeed the first then move on to the next.. 

What's the point of typing like scrooge mcduck 😆 

[youtube]NqyH3LcQq_MxKvsQ[youtube] meh I tried i dunno how to do this on a phone.   https://youtu.be/17lkdqoLt44?si=NqyH3LcQq_MxKvsQ 

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Thumbs up for the laughs 😃 

If you want any silver rings let me know. 

Wonder what's gonna happen last this round, the last time was pretty wild.. anyone remember when it was? 2 years ago? 

Your clients have invited you to their home to collect your reward. It's a spotless townhouse that looks like a showroom. "Thank you for containing the infestation," says the husband, clasping your hand a little too delicately. "Come inside. Your payment awaits you on the breakfast bar." Entering the kitchen, you see the man's wife lying spread-eagled across a marble countertop. "I'll take cash, thanks," you insist, "$10,100. Now." "Right you are," says the husband as he fetches his phone, his wife clambering awkwardly off the worktop. You leave as soon as the cash has been sent, looking neither of them in the eye on your way out.

SUCCESS

$10,100

A woman has overdosed at a notorious nightclub called Material. "One more and we get shut down. That's what the cops said," reveals the concerned manager. Roping in a friend and their vehicle, you transport the corpse out to a farm on Torn's eastern side. You've had dealings with the farm's owner before and he's happy for you to use his pigs as a disposal method. Lifting the woman's body over the fence, you toss her into the pig pen. Your hammy little helpers devour half the corpse in no time, bones and all. But as they're finishing off her limbs, you notice the pigs starting to become noisy and aggressive. The cacophony alerts Farmer Pickton, who comes out wielding a shotgun and demands to know what's happened. When you tell him they're eating an overdose victim, he becomes unreasonably angry. "My pigs are off their snouts on crack meat!" he bellows, before smashing you in the face with the butt of his gun.

INJURY

72 life lost

"I tried to market it as spooky Halloween chocolate," says your client, a grocery store owner. "But people soon realized the rats were real," she adds, pointing to her storeroom. As soon as you enter, the stench of dead rodents and expired chocolate makes you gag. The smell is so bad it feels like the air you're breathing is getting lodged in your windpipe. Strapping on your mask, you bag up the rancid, rat-laden confectionery and haul it out back. There's a supermarket not far from here, so you trek over and dump each sack into their commercial-sized dumpsters. A security guard spots you on your final drop, but he's too fat and slow to catch you. Returning to the client, you take your payment and head home for a long, hot shower.

SUCCESS

$28,300

Yea I just did enough math to figure out overall it just means an hour less for max energy; which translates to being more active in game to quickly sum things up.. AND yea im going to be very busy until after the holidays 🙃 

05:11:32 - 01/12/25 You found a Box of Medical Supplies and a book titled "Higher Daddy, Higher!" on your doorstep.

05:11:32 - 01/12/25 You found a Box of Medical Supplies and a book titled "Higher Daddy, Higher!" on your doorstep.. The Book : Higher Daddy, Higher! is a Book Item.

The noble art of pushing children on swings has long been suggested as a potential solution to the world's energy crisis. For reasons as yet unknown, the mysterious power of a child screaming "Higher Daddy, Higher!" seems to generate an unlimited amount of energy from untapped reserves located deep within the human body. Higher Daddy, Higher examines this elusive source of raw brute force and seeks to apply its principles to everyday urban living.

"I shouted 'higher daddy, higher!' whilst running for the subway, and I felt more energised than ever before in my life...until I was wrestled to the ground by police officers"

- Judge Judy

Provides +20% energy regeneration for 31 days.  P.S. I didn't start reading it yet. Maybe after Christmas. 

To whoever mailed me. Ty, im stupid. Looked at the numbers backwards. 21 x 500 = 10,500k. I previously was wondering if the entire thing was a troll because he's crying about being "scammed" when even if it's scummy wasn't. In any event I was confused because neither one of them did the entire amount anyway 🤷 😅. So like wtf? If the agreement was 500k for 1000 which is insane, nobody did it anyway! The kid is crying over 21 attacks and already got paid by another random kind soul... coughing then makes a post for karma 🙃 😅 

Honestly, it's just not my vibe anymore," says your client, a bounty hunter, as he hands you a necklace of fingers. "Sure, it's intimidating, but is it not better to be surprised by how cruel I am?" Not wanting to disagree with an insane, psycho killer, you take the necklace and your payment and leave. Removing each digit from the silver chain, you wander through the park scattering them across the grass. There's a dog running about on the field and you watch as it gobbles up each finger one by one. With the digits disposed of, you laugh at the idea of the dog's owner poop-scooping a finger-laden turd later that day.

SUCCESS

$60,000

Entering the recruitment agency, you suddenly feel a sharp rumbling in your tummy. You make your way to the building's restrooms, where a fountain of butt lava exits your body. It feels like you've just given birth to the love-child of Johnny Storm and Mount Vesuvius. When you emerge having vacated your fiery bowel, the security guard is waiting for you. He believes you've been shooting up in there and forces you to leave.

Bruh now I gotta read Facebook drama on torn? Smh