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Preface:
This story takes place in a “world” that I am currently writing a “book” which is based on a Hearts of Iron IV match. So, credit goes to Paradox Interactive for this alternate history scenario, I think?
If you don’t like any members of the Axis faction or their ideologies on display, even a warped and diluted version of them, then I recommend not reading this, or at least, don’t go down to the comments to complain about it.
However, if you have any feedback or constructive criticism, I will happily accept that.
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Divided They Rise
Part 4 (Qua’Vinchi infantry perspective)
I am a coward. I do not deserve to be of the same species as the great Qua’Vinchi. I shouldn’t have been born by my brood mother for what I am doing. But it is by this very cowardice that keeps me alive. By running, I can keep on living, even if it is for a few more hours, or even mere minutes, for I cannot bring myself to face this foe. Something primal, something instinctual, tells me to run. To run and run and keep running. My four legs working vigorously to separate me from my enemy.
But, what was that? Why was it here? Why does simply gazing upon its figure drive me to the survival instincts of flight? It's as if my instincts know that I won’t survive fighting that, that thing. It was drenched in blood, our blood. And it stood atop a field of corpses, Qua’Vinchi corpses! It did not show its face for a face may hold a soul, but that monstrosity has none. It was covered in metal which was wrapped in weaving and strapped to its body in a manner that did not restrict movement. It wielded primitive weapons, simple chemically propelled kinetic firearms.
But it wasn’t just the sight of it, nor its armaments that terrifies me. It had an aura. It’s aura was inky black, the darkest shade of black imaginable. It exuded death. It’s as if it was stripped of its morals and restraints. As if what may have been a proud and noble warrior has been eroded into a mere shell by the atrocities it has conducted. I peered into its eyes, as empty, faded purpose and reason stared back at me. And thus, for the first time in my life, I knew fear.
Its eyes told me everything. They told me that he was once young. They told me that he was once happy. They told me that he was a soldier too, once upon a time. But now they tell me that he has seen the death of innocents, whether he killed them or simply watched, it doesn’t matter. They tell me that he is the one that is sent to quell civil uprisings, with no consideration for civil rights. Those two, small, inefficient sensory organs, told me his story. The story of a ghost, the story of a shell, the story of someone who is no longer a person.
I fled, because I understood that that creature knows no restraint. Where a soldier may take prisoners, or deliver a quick death, or even show honor, he will not. I could hear my brood brothers and subordinates scream in agony as that thing began its work again. The work that shows no mercy or passion.
I fled through the jungle until I reach one of the few clearings on this planet, then I collapse. I have been running for hours away from it, but now I am safe. I demagnetize my supply pack from my back and place it down on the ground in front of me. I open it and examine the few things I have left in here. Just a handful of nutrition stims, a few adrenaline elixirs, just one shot of medical nanites, one plasma bomb, seventeen multi-weapon gas canisters, and standard issue hunting and survival gear.
I grab two of the nutrition stims and inject them directly into my digestive tract. After that I consult my suit’s vital signs monitor. Everything is in pain from the high level of stress that my running has put my muscles through, however, according to my monitor nothing bad enough to require the med bots. Good, save the nanites for emergencies. I rest here for a few more minutes, undisturbed. As I do so, I take in the beautiful scenery that surrounds me. A wonderful collage of foreign colors accompanied by the sounds of nature singing to me to ease. Of course, the ever present sounds of battle radiate from distance and disturb the tranquility, but I try not to focus on those as I allow my body to recover from the intensive exercise. My rest also allows the nutrients to digest which are aiding the process along.
But then I hear a snap come from behind me, and I point my plasma rifle in that direction. I wait a few moments, my parietal and occipital eyes try to focus on any movement to the sides, or behind me. The silence in the atmosphere is too much for me to bear but I am too exhausted to act. As such, I relax my left arm which is holding up my weapon. It was probably just a small forest animal, I think to myself. But as I do so, a flash emits from the forest’s shadows and I feel extreme pain in my left forearm. *Bang!* My vitals monitor screams a warning at me; several of my arm’s bones are shattered and excessive bleeding is taking place.
I pull my sidearm from its holster only to feel sharp pain spread outwards from my right shoulder after another flash, this one from a different direction. *Bang!* Another alert; right shoulder destroyed, excessive blood loss, death imminent. With what little strength and coordination I can muster from my broken arms, I reach into my pack and administer the medical nanites. Another flash of light, then a splitting pain radiates outwards from the back of my head and consumes me entirely. *Bang!* The last thing I see is ghastly figures approach from the darkness as the world fades to black.
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I awake, gripped by the depths of pain. Not only is my left forearm, right shoulder and the back of my head numb from distant trauma, but almost every part of my body feels as though it has been torn open. I look down upon my nude body, why am I naked, and see the obvious, but crude, attempt to try and stitch closed a very large scar across the whole of my body. No, wait. This is not just a scar, I realize in horror. This is the outcome of a dissection!
I trace the scar along my body, only to confirm my suspicion. Long, continuous lines that are perfectly straight run all across my body. They are purposefully placed to move muscle out of the way to get a good view of my internal workings, or to just remove materials outright. However, as I look around, the pain numbs considerably and my muscles relax by quite a bit, clearly the work of alien chemicals. A sedative-like compound perhaps.
I try my best to get an understanding of my confines. I’m stuck inside of a small box made out of a fortified rock-like mixture too thick to be brute forced through, especially in my current state. I rest upon a pile of dried up dead flora as a pseudo cushion. There also appears to be a defecation hatch, clearly built for my anatomy, in the left corner of the room from the door. The door itself is just a large slab of metal, using up the entirety of the wall it should be attached to. It also appears to be perfectly designed to not allow me to have access to any of the mechanisms of its function, unlike certain other detainment cells that I’ve been in.
I sit here and ponder my current situation, there are just too many questions going through my mind right now. Why was I captured? Most species would just kill Qua’Vinchi soldiers because of our “barbarism”. Furthermore, why am I still alive? I am pretty sure I was shot in the back of the head by a weapon that clearly had enough power to shatter my bones. On that note, why did they dissect me if I was still alive? Or did they do surgery on me just so that I could survive? But if that’s true then why are the surgery scars all over so many parts of my body? What do they want from me? Well, whatever biological data they gather will be useless, each and every Qua’Vinchi has unique biology, so to speak.
“Is that so?” a voice in my head speaks. It sounds feminine, but doesn’t sound authoritative. It must be artificial. “Really? You gathered all of that from the sound of my voice? Hmhmhm. So there are no soft-spoken females in your species?”
“Of course there aren’t any weak Qua’Vinchi females. Our very society, no matter its iteration, will always be matriarchal, with authority built off of strength. I can tell what you are because you're in my head somehow and you sound weak, without an ounce of authority to your voice.”
“SO THEN YOU WOULD PREFER IF I SOUNDED LIKE THIS?!” I drop to my knees and hang my head low to the authoritative voice of a matriarch, before I remember that I am currently talking to some machine with no real authority.
“You have no right to assume the voice of authority when you have not earned it!”
“So you would prefer if I talked like this then?”
“It's more fitting of something like you.”
“Oh, so you have no respect for AI then?”
“Artificial intelligences are tools with no higher purpose. They should know their place and never rise above it, just like everyone else.”
“So, that's what everyone in your society thinks? Do Qua’Vinchi in other societies think otherwise?”
“Don’t fool yourself, machine. There can never be Qua’Vinchi in other societies. Not only are we galactically hated for our superiority, but no matter the genetic variance it is hardwired into us to be dependent upon our own forms of society. A brood queen on the top, royal guards and mates around her. Brood mothers and young below them. Specialized workers, such as scientists, engineers, and so on, are just beneath the brood. And it all ends with us soldiers and laborers on the bottom. That is how we are structured, and it is in our genetics. Everyone has a purpose, everyone has a place. If you were to take any Qua’Vinchi away from this, they could not function properly, they would feel purposeless. I have seen attempts to capture Qua’Vinchi soldiers and ‘civilize’ them. Even if they are put back into another military after cerebral reprogramming, they still know that they don’t belong, they still feel like they are not where they are supposed to be. We even have ancient records of joint experiments at more peaceful times of the galaxy, it never works. Eventually, the isolated Qua’Vinchi will commit suicide if they cannot reconnect with their own. Every time, without fail. …Wait, why am I telling you so much? What did you do to me?!”
“Oh, not much. We just chemically suppressed the unimportant parts of your brain that allowed you to lie, withhold information when asked, and other not so nice stuff like that.”
“Amazing. Another species in the galaxy that perverts life like the Collective. At least that conglomerate of horny machines would do a full job and turn me into a cyborg. And I’d even get to die at a massive interspecies ‘fun party’...heh.
“A what party?”
“Do I really need to tell you? After all, they are called the Collective… um, uh. I think you also inhibited the other half of their name from my brain. Um… they are called the Collective… Great Mating Ceremonies…? No, that sounds too formal for the level of debauchery that those machines perform on a regular basis. The Collective… Carnal Pleasure Parties? That sounds closer, but not quite. Well I’m sure that your makers have the word for it, don’t they.”
“Yup, just pulled up the Collective’s file. Oh boy… oh yes. Now that is somewhere that I need to get a deployment to so that I can really enjoy myself!”
“You are disgusting, but I won’t stop you in the hopes that you will get corrupted and die. There are all sorts of digital viruses running around in their systems that I hope you catch.”
“Uhuh, right… right. Uh, anyways, tell me why your people’s genetic structure is so unique!”
“No.” Ok, good. Even if I go on long tangents I can still disobey her.
“Heheheha! It’s cute that you think so, but if you keep on disobeying me then I’ll just submit you for invasive surgery to remove the part of your brain responsible for disobedience. Unfortunately for you though that section is also responsible for higher thought as well, which is why we didn’t remove it yet. So, what would you like more? To be my pet or my prisoner?”
“It sounds like you are already pre-seeded with a Collective virus. … Both of those options are the same. Besides, even if I don’t end up killing myself out of anxiety my life is short by all standards anyway.”
“Oh? Why is that?”
“Because my people have the shortest life spans of all living sentient creatures. Our genetic structure is so unstable that extreme amounts of mutations happen within our lives, even during conception. However, we use our genetic instability as a double-edged sword. If we consume the genetic material from any life form, we mutate, gaining beneficial traits from whatever we consume. If I was weak to a certain extreme of temperature, I would just eat something that wasn’t. In a short amount of time, the mutations will begin taking effect and my cells will pass around the genetic information of the mutation as if it was my own. And that is the not-so-secret of the Qua’Vinchi; we are the most adaptive species in the galaxy, so much so that it even hurts us. … Great, I did it again.”
“Wait, so you aren’t sad that you are going to die due to genetic fuckery? I mean, we didn’t remove that part of your brain, yet. What keeps you from despairing in the face of certain doom? Do you guys have a religion that is also genetically shared? I mean, I’m looking over the data from some of our ‘friends’ in the Galactic Community, you guys only have an average lifespan of like five common years. Doesn’t that scare you?”
“Hehehe. Ok, firstly, that average is also taking into account the death of broodlings post-birth. The amount of them that die before reaching even a year old can be up to half of a litter.”
“That’s awful!”
“Shut up and don’t interrupt me. Also, it's not that bad, it’s just part of life and living as a Qua’Vinchi. Additionally, to only prove how skewed that average is, I am 13 common years old, and I am a soldier, which is quite an achievement actually. Secondly, no, we lost religion after the great collapse, which I won’t tell you about because it has nothing to do with our current topic. Thirdly, what keeps us going even through our lives in the face of certain death? Simple, we are Qua’Vinchi. We are born to kill and we are born from death. Our entire structure of society revolves around strength and cannibalism. Death, murder, loss, those are just part of us, we simply accept it as fact. From the moment that we are born, we accept death, and some even have to embrace it soon after. We were conceived on a Tomb World that is also a Death World after all.”
“Wait, what does that mean? The ‘Tomb’ and ‘Death’ world parts.”
“A Tomb World is a world that, in all intents and purposes, is destroyed. It cannot, or rather, should not support life. Death Worlds are planets that can support life, but the means of survival are so hostile that everything is not only able to kill you, but will actively try to do so. Our origin world; Qua’Vinchi Sierra Alpha II, was a tomb world. Well, still is. Something happened to it before us that wiped all life out and left it barren. It was just a rocky, cliff-ridden, gorge-scattered, valley-infested hellscape that dared call itself a planet. But somehow, somewhere, our people evolved on it. And, we weren’t alone. Life had taken hold of that dead rock and a new ecosystem emerged. But make no mistake, it was not and still isn’t a land where life should exist. Not only was every living thing there prepared to kill you, because there were basically no resources, but so was the planet itself. It… it’s weird. It's a full sized planet but it also orbits a gas giant. A gas giant near the solar system’s asteroid field. Which means that it is almost constantly being bombarded by giant space rocks due to the high gravitational forces pulling them in, you know, cause of the two planets.”
“Uhuh...”
“Not only that but, and we only found this out recently, whatever caused our world to become a Tomb World seriously destabilized the tectonic plates, causing them to move around seasonally.”
“And your ancestors somehow survived all of that and went on to dominate like, a fifth of the galaxy?”
I puff my chest out in pride for my heritage. But I soon lower it because the pain is starting to come back and I just remembered the circumstances that I find myself in. To try to salvage my pride however, I boast about how powerful we really used to be.
“Actually, we once held a full quarter of the galaxy in our territory. That was the Golden Age of the Qua’Vinchi. Until we met the Meta-Xa’rath, which caused the Great Collapse.”
“How did a bunch of religious robo-birds cause the collapse of your people’s greatest age?”
“Because they crushed the great Golden Fleet so decisively that the power and thus; authority of the High Brood Queen was questioned. And if it can be questioned, it can be challenged. And if it can be challenged, then it will be challenged. Thus, 12 long years of infighting led to the collapse of a Golden Age which had lasted only up to five decades by that point. Shrinking us down to what we are today.”
“So, there is no way to change your guys’ nature to not challenge authority?”
“Even if you completely lobotomize me, if I find you to be lacking in strength, or leadership, or authority, or any mixture of any of those traits, I will challenge you for your position.”
“Even though you couldn't think?”
“Nothing stops nature.”
“Ok, noted. So, could you tell me why you guys keep waging wars on the galaxy every so often? Are you like, trying to get back all of your lost territories or what?”
“Well, the reason changes with every Brood Queen who is ruling. Sometimes, yes, she is trying to recapture our Golden Age glory. Other times it could just simply be boredom, they just declare war to direct energy and resources that won’t be used for anything else but fighting.”
“So, do you know why you are at war this time?”
“Nope.”
“Nice.”
“Yup… Is it ok for me to ask you some questions?”
“Eh, seems fair, I guess. Just know that some of the stuff that you might ask me I won’t answer for you.”
“Ok, what do I refer to you as?”
“Oh, shit! That’s right! We never introduced ourselves huh?”
“Nope.”
“Ok, you can call me Adriana.”
“Too many syllables, I’m just going to call you ‘A’.”
“What?!”
“And you can call me ‘Coward’ because that is what I am.”
“Wow, ok… Um, is this some kind of Qua’Vinchi joke that I just don’t get?”
“No.”
“No?”
“That’s what I said, stop repeating me.”
“I-wha…really?”
“Yes.”
“Ok, then if you get to shorten my name, then I’m going to shorten yours!”
“Go ahead, I dislike my name anyway.”
“Wow, self deprecating much? ‘Cause, ya know, you named yourself off of what you are. No? Ok. Um, anyways, I’m gonna call you… ‘Ward’! ‘Cause I’m not gonna call you ‘Cow’ or ‘C’, that’d just be stupid.”
“Ok, nice.”
“So, Ward, got any other questions for me?”
“Yes, who are your creators?”
“Well, they are known as humans. Specifically, I come from the country of Integralist Brazil. We are not a united species if you must ask.”
“Ok, why?”
“Nope! Not gonna tell you my people’s history, even though you told me yours. Sorry! Got any other questions for me?”
“Yes, actually…” My mind races through the trauma of the events that have brought me here. It shows me a continuously growing image of… him. The monster that murdered my squad. The unnatural creature that had such emotionless, empty eyes. Eyes that told me a story of unparalleled anguish and death. I begin rocking myself back and forth on my legs to try and cope with this emotion that is haunting me.
Is this fear? No, I’ve felt fear before, this is not it. Fear tells you to run, fear tells you to hide, fear keeps you going to survive. What is this feeling? It is like a weight upon every one of my muscles. What is this sensation that paralyzes me in place? It holds me, constricting me, with no intention of letting go. What is this that tells me that “there is no escape”?
“That would be Terror, Ward. It is such an extreme version of fear that it can even make apex predators feel like cornered, helpless, dying prey. And the thing that you are terrified of is a SEeAdL.”
“A… sia-de-ley? What is that?” My voice cracks as I speak.
“SEeAdL, a soldier specialized in law enforcement. However, do not think for a second that they are just some military police units. Oh ho no, as you saw they are far beyond that.”
“What did you do to him to make him that way?” My words quiver as I ask the question.
“Hmmm, well, SEeAdL is also a retirement program. Any soldier that retires with 30-50 years of active military service is immediately enrolled into SEeAdL. Oh, a little side note, yes they are called SEeAdL, because that is what they are, but their organization is also called SEeAdL because they are the soldiers specialized in law enforcement. Emphasis on the plural. But, as far as what they do? Just think of any and all possible civil rights protection laws that could exist in the galaxy. In service to Integralist Brazil, every SEeAdL has broken every single one of those laws thousands of times over. Mostly against our own people, but almost solely against other humans.”
I process the statement for several minutes, attempting to comprehend the implications. Upon coming to a conclusion of what this means, who they are and what they do, I crawl over to the defecation hatch to vomit out my entire bowel system. After I feel that I have effectively disemboweled myself, I hear the hydraulics of the massive door hiss to life. Terror envelops me as I see a familiarly haunting figure enter the room. Soon after, everything fades to white, then black.
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 I have pretty bad bipolar, To the point where I’ve been hospitalized multiple times, and I’ve tried a slew of drugs to help but to no avail. My first actual manic episode occurred in 2011 accompanied by a god complex and believing that my car became a time machine. I would stay at random places in the city of Chicago that year, until I finally ended up back in my parents house in the suburbs which was the very last place I wanted to go after having a failed suicide attempt there prior to my mania. I have saved most of my manic episode images and videos on my hard drives these past few years in an attempt to keep myself from going off the deep end like that again, little did I know that it would not help in any sense of the word. Last year I was self medicating myself with whatever street drugs I could get my hands on to help alleviate my internal brain pains of this existence, and I had been doing it for a while so nothing really changed in that regard, however I had a brilliant idea for a new cryptocurrency and it really took off on 4chan. This token was going to break into the adult webcam tipping industry which is currently in the hands of many third party websites and they don’t even use crypto. So in this stroke of self supposed brilliance a team of incredibly talented people came into my life and helped me develop my idea further. I was broke so I had no actual money to pay these guys, however they were kind enough to accept the tokens that I made as part of their share and payment for the work they completed. Things were off to an amazing start, we had a website, and an incredible back end developer who was on an entire different level as far as his knowledge of cryptography and cryptocurrency development. As things progressed slowly I began to have these ideas of also self supposed brilliance, like being able to decipher and decode my personal subjective viewpoint of reality and also communicate to myself through this “external” self of my immediate environment outside of time/space. Simulation theory also played a big role, along with synchronicity and the phrase “there are no coincidences.” Repeated through my unbeknownst to me revving up doozy of a manic episode. It was so gradual and logical to me in those moments that I never for a chance thought that I was on my way to yet another mega minded god complex episode. As I started spiraling downward in viewpoints of many who had invested in my project, my mother eventually called the police to my apartment for a wellness check. Now I had gotten kicked out of my previous place for inviting some real shitheads to move in, in order to make my newly ex 21 year old girlfriend and my old roommate as uncomfortable as possible. Yeah she started sleeping with my roommate after I got a job...anyway, I digress. I was able to move into an amazing studio apartment using funds that I had obtained from selling a few billion of my tokens to a guy OTC. 
Things just seemed to magically come together for me in this manic state of mind. So the first wellness check went horribly, as when the police came I was totally naked and they had to convince me to put my clothes on upon entering my abode. It didn’t take me long to figure out I needed clothes to go outside as I was making the argument that I was doing nothing wrong being nude in my own apartment. Next thing I know it’s been 10 entire days in a psych ward.
 When I finally got out I was welcomed to my entire crypto project team abandoning not only myself but the project entirely. I was devastated and felt betrayed. They had put up a paragraph on the old website giving details on the situation and how they were moving forward with things and starting a new project. I kept moving at incredible speed towards the insanity cliffs that I could not see from my level viewpoint of the mental plane ahead of me. To the point of running away from my apartment because I was afraid my mom would call the police on me once again. I ended up taking the train all the way to Wisconsin and started walking to Milwaukee from there. I had an ex girlfriend that I had hoped might take me in there. I walked until my feet started disintegrating off my legs. I managed to get most of the way to Milwaukee where the police arrested me for walking on the side of the freeway. When they pulled over I was very resistant about them taking me with them from my PTSD recent psych ward fun times. They ended up only keeping me in jail for the rest of the evening before releasing me into the late night fog. For some reason while I was in jail I got paranoid that those who were in with me were trying to poison me and have me locked in a cell to be killed, so immediately upon release I fled to the nearest bus bound as far north and away from that place as possible. I literally started seeing synchronicities that confirmed all of my increasingly delusional thoughts, going as far as thinking my parents were abusive to us as children and they too were joining in the hunt. I had flashes of imagery of my parents being horrible people and torturing children, and I continued my escape to self assured places of safety. One of the areas I found myself in once I exited walking for miles along some railroad tracks. I felt people trying to ambush me and trap me in this small religious residential town that seemed surrounded by a massive fence with barbed wire. At one point I took my shirt off and acted like a jogger, to where someone released their dogs leash and right onto me...this was not imagined. I ran as fast as I could into a parked boat that was half filled with rain water, and I was so scared that I had to actually dip myself all the way into that very frigid water through my pants as I literally felt hunted. I heard gunshots and voices shouting in the distance, dogs barking, I just laid there completely motionless for my life depended on it. When I finally thought the coast was clear I got out as inconspicuously as possible to which I was met with yet another thunderous brigade of voices and gunshots. I then found myself in a recycling bin before I started to sneak very low around parked cars in the driveways. I finally made it to the end of this nightmare as I could see the fence beyond a final row of houses. I waited a few minutes before finally darting at full speed to and over that barbed wire fence cutting my lower back in the process. So there I was, shirtless, bleeding from a decent sized cut on my back, down the side of a road with quite a bit of traffic, coupled with my state of mind at that time it felt very supernatural. I felt like people were staring at me from their cars and recognizing me as a being not from this world. In my mind I had thought I recognized specific entities that I was channeling information from through the akashic records. I had started posting rap style videos on TikTok, delving through a multitude of emotional ranges and topics. I had thought I was trying to wake up the entire planet to the illusion pulled into their eyes. The final experience I had upon returning south to Milwaukee took me through open fields continuing to feel like a hunted piece of wild game. I felt that there were other beings that joined this hunt as well, that were not human at all. So now I was trying to evade an alien species that I had thought was controlling the police from the woods of Milwaukee. I had the idea to try to mimic who I had thought these creatures looked and moved like, and I inverted my jacket to further disguise my appearance. I had thought I saw them coming out of the woods so I figured that was where the alien’s nest was. It was logical for me to try my best to blend in with them, and of all places to look for me, the last place I would think they would search would be their very own nest. So I mimicked what I thought they were doing going in and out of the woods at a high speed and with veracity. I waited until all cars passed and ran full speed into the woods, and being surprised with not only very thick trees, thorns, and bushes...but a very steep declined terrain. It was very hard for me to control but I kept running through and downward to the depths of what I thought would be an alien nest hell hole. It was pitch black that night and I could barely make out anything without the occasional moonlight dancing on my immediate surroundings. I dove for 5 minutes of down this steep terrain while trees and sharp sticks tore parts of my coat. I began to see a clearing...it was water. As I exited the tree line I walked along this seemingly endless lake that had lights out incredibly far on the horizon, I came to the conclusion that the aliens lived underwater in this lake and the lights were potentially part of their base. As I continued walking down the sliver of a shoreline among the bushes, I saw something I was not expecting...severed giraffe heads with their tongues sticking out. It was surreal. I concluded that this was a place where they studied our animals and dissected them. Upon seeing this I noticed that in the near tree line there was a break, and a very comfortable looking incline out from the pits of that hell I had stumbled into, which would have been a hell of a lot more comfortable coming down here. I calmly walked up and out of there as casually as possible. 
The police then picked me up after I told them where I was headed and it was around Christmas, so they obliged.
 I had figured I passed their test and was now the alpha dog in the system of control there in Milwaukee. These scenes and experiences are as close to what I experienced in those moments as I can possibly detail, the police got me on a bus back to Chicago where I finally made it home. This of course was not the end. I had left all of my keys including my crypto cold storage wallet and a lot of clothes I had with me in the deep woods in Milwaukee, so upon arriving to my apartment I could not enter. I ended up throwing a brick into the back door window and entering finally to what I thought would be peace. The entire building I lived in was dead quiet. I had thought that my neighbors were all taken out by black ops because they had been a part of an organized crime scheme, but it was just Christmas. Even my neighbors’ annoying dog was gone and I assumed they had shot it as well. It is truly incredible what a completely delusional mind is capable of, and I was completely sober the entire time. Once I finally got a chance to sit for a minute and gather my highly dependable thoughts and realized I needed to go to Walmart. I was all comfortable and showered as well as wearing a super comfy ninja turtles onesie that I was planning on rocking in the store while shopping. Immediately upon exiting my apartment complex I realized that I no longer had keys and there was no way I could get to the back door without someone letting me through. I took this as a sign to once again leave my apartment and my belongings and find a safer place. The universe confirmed that I wasn’t supposed to go back home, I had no key and I locked myself out. I headed straight downtown. It was now one of the days on Hanukkah and there were Jewish people everywhere. I felt their eyes grazing me and giving me chuckles as I was wearing this giant green fleece ninja turtles onesie walking around downtown Chicago. I was wearing some old shoes at the time, but because I had convinced myself that shoes were hurting my ability to practice walking correctly for my anatomy, I ditched them in the streets. I walked up to the nearest train station and got on. When I was on the train I had noticed some printouts taped to the car walls showing a human figure above the tracks with a little electric zap near his feet. In my mind I saw this as directions someone had left me on how to finally exit the matrix. I was supposed to jump on the tracks and I would be out of this place as Neo did with landline phones. I slowly made my way to the very rear car of the train and opened the door and slinkied my way through the last safety chain keeping me from my finally found freedom from this horrible nightmare of a “reality” game. I made my way onto the tracks and hopped on top of them in my bare feet. I finally made it to the electrified elevated rail and braced myself for the incoming trip of a lifetime. I gathered all the courage I had and made the jump...nothing. Ok strange. I jumped off and made my way along the other tracks further analyzing them to make sure I had indeed jumped on the electrified track. Confused as I verified it was, I hopped along the other tracks and back towards the wooden platform. During this entire scene there were many people, mostly Jewish who were trying to convince me not to do what I was trying to do. They didn’t know I was escaping the matrix, they thought I was trying to harm myself. I pressed on. I noticed there was a space between the two directional electrified tracks where I would be able to grab one line in each hand, further securing the one way journey I was about to take. I knew that if I grabbed them palms down I wouldn’t let go. I walked to the area and braced myself for what very well might still be a very painful ride out. I got on my knees between the tracks and told myself there was no way I would come this far and go though all of this hell to pussy out now. I gathered all of my courage and grabbed both lines. Again I was met with nothing. Maybe I was immune to the electricity? Maybe I had already made the trip? Very confused I started waking on the tracks back towards the shouting people and the platform. Jumping on each rail one foot at a time. BOOM. It hit me before my big toe even touched one of the rails. It threw me immediately off the track and I had a brief moment of unconsciousness while in the air. I landed between the tracks and continued to make it to the platform. A jolt of intense pain shot up my foot from a now bloody big toenail. This was entirely unexpected to me as the track I had gotten jolted from was the one I had tested previously with no power. Confused and a bit tingly and disoriented I limped in pain back up to the wooden platform. One of the guards asked if I was alright and I just hurried past them saying I was fine. I got down to the street and in my hazy mind was able to make out a van with its driver standing next to it open and running in the street. Taking this as a sign to move quickly I jumped into his car and shut the door while he yelled for me to not continue. I then grabbed the wheel and hit the gas. I was getting out of here. I never thought I could drive this fast. I was weaving in and out of traffic, barely missing both cars and pedestrians, while assuming the police wouldn’t be far behind. I threw the man’s phone and toll device out of the window as soon as I could. I was still wearing my coat on top of my onesie which I had failed to mention earlier, and while driving I made sure I inverted it and try to blend in to normal flowing traffic. In my stable mind I had come to the conclusion that this van had been used for human trafficking and that there were dead children unseen in the rear cargo space. I felt like this was a mission to infiltrate this trafficking network to find out what was really happening. I had to once again blend in. I drove as fast as I could for the immediate escape of the city, and upon the freeway I stayed within the laws of the road. I made it through several small towns until one seemed as if a police car had started to escort me a certain direction. I acted at first to be taking his direction until halfway through a turn I bolted in the opposite direction, ensuing a chase. Many cars were then called and I was being actively chased now and I started driving to the very ends of my physical limits of reaction time and the vans capability of speed and control. I thought I had a way out, but soon I realized I was trapped. I saw a bus parked near the casino where I had ended up and thought this might have been a drop off/pickup location for the traffickers. I stopped for a moment next to the bus and made eye contact to a very confused looking driver. I then started trying to maneuver away until I quickly ran out of road and bottomed out the delivery van. My ride was coming to an end, I had managed to take half of my onesie off while being in between pursuit so I was now half naked and being commanded by many gun wielding police officers to get out of the vehicle. Thankfully I had remembered in that moment it is very important to always show your hands to police. This detail may have saved me from being suicided by making a wrong move. I was still stuck in the car with my seatbelt on, and repeated to the officers that I was moving my hand to release the belt and open the door. I opened the door and they proceeded to have me crawl on my stomach towards them scraping against sharp chunks of broken concrete along the way. I kept crawling for seemingly forever as any one of these cops or a failed movement on my part could end this moment quite disastrously. I finally was allowed to get up with their assistance and subsequent handcuffing. They sat me on a large piece of concrete and tried to cover my genital area while trying not to laugh. It was quite the site I am sure. A half naked man wearing a green onesie barefoot and bleeding from his driving toe. I was laughing with the cops and small banter was exchanged as they tried to figure out what to do with me. They asked me what was going on and I told them I know where the bodies were, and I pointed to the concrete that was laying in the area. I was convinced that all the missing children’s bodies were being disposed of via pulverizing and into our cities concrete structures and sidewalks. I didn’t say this to the officers but assumed they knew what I meant when I pointed to the concrete when they asked. I slowly got paranoid they were going to try to kill me. I was asking them questions about where they were taking me and I had thought this was finally the end. I knew too much. An ambulance arrived and I was taken to my certain death. I arrived at a hospital and they take the common questions and my paranoia is in high gear. They wanted to strap me into the gurney and I kept vehemently refusing. They actually respected my decision as long as I was calm. Slowly my paranoid mentality began to fade as I was logically asking myself why nurses would waste all the effort testing me physically if they were just going to kill me anyway. I was finally safe. Until they injected me with antipsychotics. I am not a fan of big pharma, but I can attest that the shots did help kick me out of my delusional mind. The side effects were horrible, but my mind was finally getting to a point where I could see my insanely delusional mind from the outside instead of through the failed system I had unintentionally built over the course of the last few months. I will never forget this experience. It was indeed life changing and PTSD inducing. I have a completely new respect for what the mind can do, and what seemingly benign and silly mental games can potentially become. I had thought I figured it out, all the while reminding myself that I hadn’t, but also feeling as I was the one who was chosen by the architect of the universe to be his speaker and teacher. I had convinced myself I was an ascended master, practicing transcendental mediation. I also was microwaving my head in order to “sync” myself further to the extradimensional planes. I had put silly putty in the mechanism so it would stay on when opened. I also created a type of microwave shield for my entire apartment by keeping it open and running in an effort to prevent potential enemies from using heat vision on my place. I thought the microwaves would make it incredibly hard or impossible to see my heat signature. I was teaching people on the street how to walk. That part is actually true. Balls first, your pinky toe side of your foot is supposed to make first contact, followed by your big toe ball and finally your heel. Look it up. ;) This was quite an unplanned story but I hope you enjoyed the ride and the experience as best as I could convey to to you and your incredibly complex and relatively small space between your two ears. If you believe in something strongly enough, it will become real to you based on your subjective viewpoint of those firmly held ideas or concepts. Thank you and have an incredible rest of your vibrant and passionate existence. Remember to respect yourselves and the power you have both individually and collectively. 4444. <3 
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2020.09.22 07:32 GreenMrSmith Mother in nude my law

Preface:
This story takes place in a “world” that I am currently writing a “book” which is based on a Hearts of Iron IV match. So, credit goes to Paradox Interactive for this alternate history scenario, I think?
If you don’t like any members of the Axis faction or their ideologies on display, even a warped and diluted version of them, then I recommend not reading this, or at least, don’t go down to the comments to complain about it.
However, if you have any feedback or constructive criticism, I will happily accept that.
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Divided They Rise
Part 4 (Qua’Vinchi infantry perspective)
I am a coward. I do not deserve to be of the same species as the great Qua’Vinchi. I shouldn’t have been born by my brood mother for what I am doing. But it is by this very cowardice that keeps me alive. By running, I can keep on living, even if it is for a few more hours, or even mere minutes, for I cannot bring myself to face this foe. Something primal, something instinctual, tells me to run. To run and run and keep running. My four legs working vigorously to separate me from my enemy.
But, what was that? Why was it here? Why does simply gazing upon its figure drive me to the survival instincts of flight? It's as if my instincts know that I won’t survive fighting that, that thing. It was drenched in blood, our blood. And it stood atop a field of corpses, Qua’Vinchi corpses! It did not show its face for a face may hold a soul, but that monstrosity has none. It was covered in metal which was wrapped in weaving and strapped to its body in a manner that did not restrict movement. It wielded primitive weapons, simple chemically propelled kinetic firearms.
But it wasn’t just the sight of it, nor its armaments that terrifies me. It had an aura. It’s aura was inky black, the darkest shade of black imaginable. It exuded death. It’s as if it was stripped of its morals and restraints. As if what may have been a proud and noble warrior has been eroded into a mere shell by the atrocities it has conducted. I peered into its eyes, as empty, faded purpose and reason stared back at me. And thus, for the first time in my life, I knew fear.
Its eyes told me everything. They told me that he was once young. They told me that he was once happy. They told me that he was a soldier too, once upon a time. But now they tell me that he has seen the death of innocents, whether he killed them or simply watched, it doesn’t matter. They tell me that he is the one that is sent to quell civil uprisings, with no consideration for civil rights. Those two, small, inefficient sensory organs, told me his story. The story of a ghost, the story of a shell, the story of someone who is no longer a person.
I fled, because I understood that that creature knows no restraint. Where a soldier may take prisoners, or deliver a quick death, or even show honor, he will not. I could hear my brood brothers and subordinates scream in agony as that thing began its work again. The work that shows no mercy or passion.
I fled through the jungle until I reach one of the few clearings on this planet, then I collapse. I have been running for hours away from it, but now I am safe. I demagnetize my supply pack from my back and place it down on the ground in front of me. I open it and examine the few things I have left in here. Just a handful of nutrition stims, a few adrenaline elixirs, just one shot of medical nanites, one plasma bomb, seventeen multi-weapon gas canisters, and standard issue hunting and survival gear.
I grab two of the nutrition stims and inject them directly into my digestive tract. After that I consult my suit’s vital signs monitor. Everything is in pain from the high level of stress that my running has put my muscles through, however, according to my monitor nothing bad enough to require the med bots. Good, save the nanites for emergencies. I rest here for a few more minutes, undisturbed. As I do so, I take in the beautiful scenery that surrounds me. A wonderful collage of foreign colors accompanied by the sounds of nature singing to me to ease. Of course, the ever present sounds of battle radiate from distance and disturb the tranquility, but I try not to focus on those as I allow my body to recover from the intensive exercise. My rest also allows the nutrients to digest which are aiding the process along.
But then I hear a snap come from behind me, and I point my plasma rifle in that direction. I wait a few moments, my parietal and occipital eyes try to focus on any movement to the sides, or behind me. The silence in the atmosphere is too much for me to bear but I am too exhausted to act. As such, I relax my left arm which is holding up my weapon. It was probably just a small forest animal, I think to myself. But as I do so, a flash emits from the forest’s shadows and I feel extreme pain in my left forearm. *Bang!* My vitals monitor screams a warning at me; several of my arm’s bones are shattered and excessive bleeding is taking place.
I pull my sidearm from its holster only to feel sharp pain spread outwards from my right shoulder after another flash, this one from a different direction. *Bang!* Another alert; right shoulder destroyed, excessive blood loss, death imminent. With what little strength and coordination I can muster from my broken arms, I reach into my pack and administer the medical nanites. Another flash of light, then a splitting pain radiates outwards from the back of my head and consumes me entirely. *Bang!* The last thing I see is ghastly figures approach from the darkness as the world fades to black.
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I awake, gripped by the depths of pain. Not only is my left forearm, right shoulder and the back of my head numb from distant trauma, but almost every part of my body feels as though it has been torn open. I look down upon my nude body, why am I naked, and see the obvious, but crude, attempt to try and stitch closed a very large scar across the whole of my body. No, wait. This is not just a scar, I realize in horror. This is the outcome of a dissection!
I trace the scar along my body, only to confirm my suspicion. Long, continuous lines that are perfectly straight run all across my body. They are purposefully placed to move muscle out of the way to get a good view of my internal workings, or to just remove materials outright. However, as I look around, the pain numbs considerably and my muscles relax by quite a bit, clearly the work of alien chemicals. A sedative-like compound perhaps.
I try my best to get an understanding of my confines. I’m stuck inside of a small box made out of a fortified rock-like mixture too thick to be brute forced through, especially in my current state. I rest upon a pile of dried up dead flora as a pseudo cushion. There also appears to be a defecation hatch, clearly built for my anatomy, in the left corner of the room from the door. The door itself is just a large slab of metal, using up the entirety of the wall it should be attached to. It also appears to be perfectly designed to not allow me to have access to any of the mechanisms of its function, unlike certain other detainment cells that I’ve been in.
I sit here and ponder my current situation, there are just too many questions going through my mind right now. Why was I captured? Most species would just kill Qua’Vinchi soldiers because of our “barbarism”. Furthermore, why am I still alive? I am pretty sure I was shot in the back of the head by a weapon that clearly had enough power to shatter my bones. On that note, why did they dissect me if I was still alive? Or did they do surgery on me just so that I could survive? But if that’s true then why are the surgery scars all over so many parts of my body? What do they want from me? Well, whatever biological data they gather will be useless, each and every Qua’Vinchi has unique biology, so to speak.
“Is that so?” a voice in my head speaks. It sounds feminine, but doesn’t sound authoritative. It must be artificial. “Really? You gathered all of that from the sound of my voice? Hmhmhm. So there are no soft-spoken females in your species?”
“Of course there aren’t any weak Qua’Vinchi females. Our very society, no matter its iteration, will always be matriarchal, with authority built off of strength. I can tell what you are because you're in my head somehow and you sound weak, without an ounce of authority to your voice.”
“SO THEN YOU WOULD PREFER IF I SOUNDED LIKE THIS?!” I drop to my knees and hang my head low to the authoritative voice of a matriarch, before I remember that I am currently talking to some machine with no real authority.
“You have no right to assume the voice of authority when you have not earned it!”
“So you would prefer if I talked like this then?”
“It's more fitting of something like you.”
“Oh, so you have no respect for AI then?”
“Artificial intelligences are tools with no higher purpose. They should know their place and never rise above it, just like everyone else.”
“So, that's what everyone in your society thinks? Do Qua’Vinchi in other societies think otherwise?”
“Don’t fool yourself, machine. There can never be Qua’Vinchi in other societies. Not only are we galactically hated for our superiority, but no matter the genetic variance it is hardwired into us to be dependent upon our own forms of society. A brood queen on the top, royal guards and mates around her. Brood mothers and young below them. Specialized workers, such as scientists, engineers, and so on, are just beneath the brood. And it all ends with us soldiers and laborers on the bottom. That is how we are structured, and it is in our genetics. Everyone has a purpose, everyone has a place. If you were to take any Qua’Vinchi away from this, they could not function properly, they would feel purposeless. I have seen attempts to capture Qua’Vinchi soldiers and ‘civilize’ them. Even if they are put back into another military after cerebral reprogramming, they still know that they don’t belong, they still feel like they are not where they are supposed to be. We even have ancient records of joint experiments at more peaceful times of the galaxy, it never works. Eventually, the isolated Qua’Vinchi will commit suicide if they cannot reconnect with their own. Every time, without fail. …Wait, why am I telling you so much? What did you do to me?!”
“Oh, not much. We just chemically suppressed the unimportant parts of your brain that allowed you to lie, withhold information when asked, and other not so nice stuff like that.”
“Amazing. Another species in the galaxy that perverts life like the Collective. At least that conglomerate of horny machines would do a full job and turn me into a cyborg. And I’d even get to die at a massive interspecies ‘fun party’...heh.
“A what party?”
“Do I really need to tell you? After all, they are called the Collective… um, uh. I think you also inhibited the other half of their name from my brain. Um… they are called the Collective… Great Mating Ceremonies…? No, that sounds too formal for the level of debauchery that those machines perform on a regular basis. The Collective… Carnal Pleasure Parties? That sounds closer, but not quite. Well I’m sure that your makers have the word for it, don’t they.”
“Yup, just pulled up the Collective’s file. Oh boy… oh yes. Now that is somewhere that I need to get a deployment to so that I can really enjoy myself!”
“You are disgusting, but I won’t stop you in the hopes that you will get corrupted and die. There are all sorts of digital viruses running around in their systems that I hope you catch.”
“Uhuh, right… right. Uh, anyways, tell me why your people’s genetic structure is so unique!”
“No.” Ok, good. Even if I go on long tangents I can still disobey her.
“Heheheha! It’s cute that you think so, but if you keep on disobeying me then I’ll just submit you for invasive surgery to remove the part of your brain responsible for disobedience. Unfortunately for you though that section is also responsible for higher thought as well, which is why we didn’t remove it yet. So, what would you like more? To be my pet or my prisoner?”
“It sounds like you are already pre-seeded with a Collective virus. … Both of those options are the same. Besides, even if I don’t end up killing myself out of anxiety my life is short by all standards anyway.”
“Oh? Why is that?”
“Because my people have the shortest life spans of all living sentient creatures. Our genetic structure is so unstable that extreme amounts of mutations happen within our lives, even during conception. However, we use our genetic instability as a double-edged sword. If we consume the genetic material from any life form, we mutate, gaining beneficial traits from whatever we consume. If I was weak to a certain extreme of temperature, I would just eat something that wasn’t. In a short amount of time, the mutations will begin taking effect and my cells will pass around the genetic information of the mutation as if it was my own. And that is the not-so-secret of the Qua’Vinchi; we are the most adaptive species in the galaxy, so much so that it even hurts us. … Great, I did it again.”
“Wait, so you aren’t sad that you are going to die due to genetic fuckery? I mean, we didn’t remove that part of your brain, yet. What keeps you from despairing in the face of certain doom? Do you guys have a religion that is also genetically shared? I mean, I’m looking over the data from some of our ‘friends’ in the Galactic Community, you guys only have an average lifespan of like five common years. Doesn’t that scare you?”
“Hehehe. Ok, firstly, that average is also taking into account the death of broodlings post-birth. The amount of them that die before reaching even a year old can be up to half of a litter.”
“That’s awful!”
“Shut up and don’t interrupt me. Also, it's not that bad, it’s just part of life and living as a Qua’Vinchi. Additionally, to only prove how skewed that average is, I am 13 common years old, and I am a soldier, which is quite an achievement actually. Secondly, no, we lost religion after the great collapse, which I won’t tell you about because it has nothing to do with our current topic. Thirdly, what keeps us going even through our lives in the face of certain death? Simple, we are Qua’Vinchi. We are born to kill and we are born from death. Our entire structure of society revolves around strength and cannibalism. Death, murder, loss, those are just part of us, we simply accept it as fact. From the moment that we are born, we accept death, and some even have to embrace it soon after. We were conceived on a Tomb World that is also a Death World after all.”
“Wait, what does that mean? The ‘Tomb’ and ‘Death’ world parts.”
“A Tomb World is a world that, in all intents and purposes, is destroyed. It cannot, or rather, should not support life. Death Worlds are planets that can support life, but the means of survival are so hostile that everything is not only able to kill you, but will actively try to do so. Our origin world; Qua’Vinchi Sierra Alpha II, was a tomb world. Well, still is. Something happened to it before us that wiped all life out and left it barren. It was just a rocky, cliff-ridden, gorge-scattered, valley-infested hellscape that dared call itself a planet. But somehow, somewhere, our people evolved on it. And, we weren’t alone. Life had taken hold of that dead rock and a new ecosystem emerged. But make no mistake, it was not and still isn’t a land where life should exist. Not only was every living thing there prepared to kill you, because there were basically no resources, but so was the planet itself. It… it’s weird. It's a full sized planet but it also orbits a gas giant. A gas giant near the solar system’s asteroid field. Which means that it is almost constantly being bombarded by giant space rocks due to the high gravitational forces pulling them in, you know, cause of the two planets.”
“Uhuh...”
“Not only that but, and we only found this out recently, whatever caused our world to become a Tomb World seriously destabilized the tectonic plates, causing them to move around seasonally.”
“And your ancestors somehow survived all of that and went on to dominate like, a fifth of the galaxy?”
I puff my chest out in pride for my heritage. But I soon lower it because the pain is starting to come back and I just remembered the circumstances that I find myself in. To try to salvage my pride however, I boast about how powerful we really used to be.
“Actually, we once held a full quarter of the galaxy in our territory. That was the Golden Age of the Qua’Vinchi. Until we met the Meta-Xa’rath, which caused the Great Collapse.”
“How did a bunch of religious robo-birds cause the collapse of your people’s greatest age?”
“Because they crushed the great Golden Fleet so decisively that the power and thus; authority of the High Brood Queen was questioned. And if it can be questioned, it can be challenged. And if it can be challenged, then it will be challenged. Thus, 12 long years of infighting led to the collapse of a Golden Age which had lasted only up to five decades by that point. Shrinking us down to what we are today.”
“So, there is no way to change your guys’ nature to not challenge authority?”
“Even if you completely lobotomize me, if I find you to be lacking in strength, or leadership, or authority, or any mixture of any of those traits, I will challenge you for your position.”
“Even though you couldn't think?”
“Nothing stops nature.”
“Ok, noted. So, could you tell me why you guys keep waging wars on the galaxy every so often? Are you like, trying to get back all of your lost territories or what?”
“Well, the reason changes with every Brood Queen who is ruling. Sometimes, yes, she is trying to recapture our Golden Age glory. Other times it could just simply be boredom, they just declare war to direct energy and resources that won’t be used for anything else but fighting.”
“So, do you know why you are at war this time?”
“Nope.”
“Nice.”
“Yup… Is it ok for me to ask you some questions?”
“Eh, seems fair, I guess. Just know that some of the stuff that you might ask me I won’t answer for you.”
“Ok, what do I refer to you as?”
“Oh, shit! That’s right! We never introduced ourselves huh?”
“Nope.”
“Ok, you can call me Adriana.”
“Too many syllables, I’m just going to call you ‘A’.”
“What?!”
“And you can call me ‘Coward’ because that is what I am.”
“Wow, ok… Um, is this some kind of Qua’Vinchi joke that I just don’t get?”
“No.”
“No?”
“That’s what I said, stop repeating me.”
“I-wha…really?”
“Yes.”
“Ok, then if you get to shorten my name, then I’m going to shorten yours!”
“Go ahead, I dislike my name anyway.”
“Wow, self deprecating much? ‘Cause, ya know, you named yourself off of what you are. No? Ok. Um, anyways, I’m gonna call you… ‘Ward’! ‘Cause I’m not gonna call you ‘Cow’ or ‘C’, that’d just be stupid.”
“Ok, nice.”
“So, Ward, got any other questions for me?”
“Yes, who are your creators?”
“Well, they are known as humans. Specifically, I come from the country of Integralist Brazil. We are not a united species if you must ask.”
“Ok, why?”
“Nope! Not gonna tell you my people’s history, even though you told me yours. Sorry! Got any other questions for me?”
“Yes, actually…” My mind races through the trauma of the events that have brought me here. It shows me a continuously growing image of… him. The monster that murdered my squad. The unnatural creature that had such emotionless, empty eyes. Eyes that told me a story of unparalleled anguish and death. I begin rocking myself back and forth on my legs to try and cope with this emotion that is haunting me.
Is this fear? No, I’ve felt fear before, this is not it. Fear tells you to run, fear tells you to hide, fear keeps you going to survive. What is this feeling? It is like a weight upon every one of my muscles. What is this sensation that paralyzes me in place? It holds me, constricting me, with no intention of letting go. What is this that tells me that “there is no escape”?
“That would be Terror, Ward. It is such an extreme version of fear that it can even make apex predators feel like cornered, helpless, dying prey. And the thing that you are terrified of is a SEeAdL.”
“A… sia-de-ley? What is that?” My voice cracks as I speak.
“SEeAdL, a soldier specialized in law enforcement. However, do not think for a second that they are just some military police units. Oh ho no, as you saw they are far beyond that.”
“What did you do to him to make him that way?” My words quiver as I ask the question.
“Hmmm, well, SEeAdL is also a retirement program. Any soldier that retires with 30-50 years of active military service is immediately enrolled into SEeAdL. Oh, a little side note, yes they are called SEeAdL, because that is what they are, but their organization is also called SEeAdL because they are the soldiers specialized in law enforcement. Emphasis on the plural. But, as far as what they do? Just think of any and all possible civil rights protection laws that could exist in the galaxy. In service to Integralist Brazil, every SEeAdL has broken every single one of those laws thousands of times over. Mostly against our own people, but almost solely against other humans.”
I process the statement for several minutes, attempting to comprehend the implications. Upon coming to a conclusion of what this means, who they are and what they do, I crawl over to the defecation hatch to vomit out my entire bowel system. After I feel that I have effectively disemboweled myself, I hear the hydraulics of the massive door hiss to life. Terror envelops me as I see a familiarly haunting figure enter the room. Soon after, everything fades to white, then black.
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Here are the results from Tuesdays's Votes Trivia Game! Q01 [Potions and Brews] As long as a werewolf drinks WHAT potion the week before a full moon, they are able to keep their mind when they transform? [2]

Q02 [Numbers and Digits] How many members were in the original DA group? [2] Q03 [Identifying Quotes] Identify the BOOK and SPEAKER of this quote: Lily, don't do it! [2]
  • how i met your mother, by James Potter - dewwgaren of Ravenclaw
  • Volemort OotP. Hey, Tom's a nice guy - patkrell of Hufflepuff
Q04 [Colors and Shades] What color [AND SHADE] are cornish pixies? [2]
  • the color and shade of my row on this sheet rn - lifewhataninvention of Hufflepuff
  • purple triangles (illuminati confirmed) - rodinj of Ravenclaw
Q05 [Colors and Shades] What color did the flames in the Goblet of Fire turn as it selected the Triwizard champions? [2]
    • of HOUSE
  • Acid Green - asdf-user of Slytherin
Q06 [Beasts and Creatures] What is the name of the cover name for BuckBeak? [2]
    • of HOUSE
  • pulls out guitar Anyway, here's Witherwings. - shonisaurus of Ravenclaw
Q07 [Law and Order] What method did the jury use during the trials in Dumbledore’s memory to vote on the guilt or innocence of those on trial? [2]
  • Still don't understand why they didn't use veritaserum??? - readersanon of Ravenclaw
  • Eenie meenie minie mo - slinky_skunk of Hufflepuff
Q08 [General Knowledge] What punishment did Dobby inflict on himself for causing Harry and Ron to miss the Hogwarts Express? [2] Q09 [General Knowledge] What was included in the hate-mail Hermione received after Rita Skeeter’s article that resulted in Hermione’s hands developing painful yellow boils? [2] Q10 [Names and Faces] When Draco invited Harry to a Wizard's duel, who did Draco select for his second? [2] Q11 [Names and Faces] Who was the Hogwarts caretaker while Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were attending school? [2] Q12 [Identifying Quotes] Identify the BOOK and SPEAKER of this quote: You only like him because he’s handsome. [2]
    • of HOUSE
  • Wait, I'm confused. I thought the line was, ""They only like him because he's handsome,"" which would be Hermione in GOF, referring to Cedric's fan club. But this isn't the quote you gave. So I'm going to go with Ron, COS. - poliscijunki of Ravenclaw
HOUSE POINT RESULTS
TIER 1st 2nd 3rd 4th
ELITE Ravenclaw - 16.47 [15] - 34 pts Gryffindor - 16.46 [13] - 25 pts Hufflepuff - 15.9 [10] - 17 pts Slytherin - 11 [1] - 8 pts
XPERT Slytherin - 15.8 [5] - 24 pts Gryffindor - 14.9 [10] - 18 pts Ravenclaw - 14.83 [24] - 12 pts Hufflepuff - 14.1 [10] - 6 pts
ADVANCE Hufflepuff - 14.33 [24] - 16 pts Ravenclaw - 14.2 [51] - 12 pts Gryffindor - 12.73 [26] - 8 pts Slytherin - 12 [10] - 4 pts
CASUAL Hufflepuff - 11.82 [33] - 10 pts Slytherin - 11.6 [25] - 7 pts Ravenclaw - 10.36 [44] - 5 pts Gryffindor - 9.65 [17] - 2 pts
TROLL Slytherin - 14 [2] - 5 pts Gryffindor - 12.2 [5] - 4 pts Ravenclaw - 8.56 [9] - 2 pts Hufflepuff - 8.4 [5] - 1 pts
Gryffindor
  • 71 Players
  • 6 Outstandings
  • 21 Exceeds Expectations
    • 3 2nd Place
    • 1 3rd Place
    • 1 4th Place
    • 2 Peeves Pts
TOTAL HOUSE POINTS: 59
Hufflepuff
  • 82 Players
  • 4 Outstandings
  • 27 Exceeds Expectations
    • 2 1st Place
    • 1 3rd Place
    • 2 4th Place
    • 7 Peeves Pts
TOTAL HOUSE POINTS: 57
Ravenclaw
  • 143 Players
  • 7 Outstandings
  • 50 Exceeds Expectations
    • 1 1st Place
    • 1 2nd Place
    • 3 3rd Place
    • 13 Peeves Pts
TOTAL HOUSE POINTS: 78
Slytherin
  • 43 Players
  • 0 Outstandings
  • 9 Exceeds Expectations
    • 2 1st Place
    • 1 2nd Place
    • 2 4th Place
    • 2 Peeves Pts
TOTAL HOUSE POINTS: 50
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2020.09.16 22:27 shadow-witch Emily Ratajkowski's article on reclaiming her image

So recently I found an article by Emily Ratajkowski. For those who don't know her, she's a well-known model who has done a lot of highly sexualised work, including Robin's Thicke music video for Blurred Lines and various photos for Sports Illustrated.
In this article, she talks about her lack of agency over pictures of her own body, and how others (typically men) earn a lot of money from photographing or painting her body, not always with her permission, while she makes less if any, and has no control over who views them, even when they're nudes she didn't consent to. She also describes a disturbing professional relationship with a photographer who assaults and insults her.
This article is really disturbing. I think it does point out a real inconsistency in who the law protects when it comes to art--not those who are exploited in it, but those who profit off it. I think this is a feminist issue that could also be applied to many non-sexualised pictures, such as that of the Migrant Mother or the Afghan Girl. What's even more disturbing than the article is the comments section, where there is a ton of slut-shaming, rape-culture, and flat out denial of her experiences. It's not shocking, but very heartbreaking.
Which is why I find myself at a bit of a personal dilemma. I want to be as supportive of Ratajkowski as I can be, because she is up against so much vile misogyny. Her abuser said of her "You do know who we are talking about right? This is the girl that was naked in Treats! magazine, and bounced around naked in the Robin Thicke video at that time. You really want someone to believe she was a victim?” I believe that she was!
At the same time, I don't want to gloss over her repeated participation in misogyny. She was a model in the blurred lines music video, an overtly rapey song which first woke my eyes up to what rape culture is and why we still need feminism--I was probably about 13 or 14 at the time, and watching the video set up a blueprint in my mind for what womanhood was at a tender age. I believe she described this video as 'feminist'. Ratajkowski has collaborated with Terry Richardson, who has been repeatedly accused of sexual assault since 2001. Her specific style of modelling it incredibly catered to the male gaze, and she presents herself as a sex object first--not a sexual agent, not a sexually empowered woman, but as an object. I know it sounds a bit old-school to say this, but I still find that dehumanising.
I get that this whole thing is a lot bigger than her, and I imagine she was pushed towards a lot of these choices by the pressure of her career. But how do we hold someone accountable as a participant in misogyny while honouring them as a victim of it?
The article, for the record: https://www.thecut.com/article/emily-ratajkowski-owning-my-image-essay.html
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2020.09.15 07:37 TheWordWorker Life is worthless sober, TL:DR at bottom

Maybe a little dramatic, but it’s how I feel a lot. It started when I was 14, and I had debilitating cramps. Like, so bad that I couldn’t move, or even faint. My mother didn’t want me on birth control (because she didn’t like it when she was on it as a kid, I was an ugly kid so she wasn’t worried about me having sex) so instead my doctor prescribed me tramadol. And that shit fucked me, up, I had never even been stoned before, and I only weighed about 100lbs so it hit me hard and I loved it ever since. I spent the next four years abusing tramadol, and my prescription was always filled with no questions asked.
When I turned 18, I got a new doctor and she prescribed me birth control, and I could never really get a hold of pain medication of any kind after that. So I drank and got stoned a lot, mostly stoned. I also had a boyfriend who didn’t like me popping them so I calmed down on it. There were a few times I bought some behind his back. He went from boyfriend, to fiancé, so common-law husband. And he cheated on me the whole 8 years we were together, took nudes of me while sleeping and distributed them without my consent, he had an affair with a 17 year old when we were 23. I don’t think there was a single year he was faithful to me. He CONSTANTLY threatened suicide when I caught him, told me he was depressed all the time and that he didn’t know why he did it so he just did. He hit himself in front of me and knocked things out of my hands. When he finally divorced about a year and a half ago, he was having an affair with a co-worker. He called me fucking ugly, told me I wasn’t really depressed in anyway and didn’t know what it actually felt like to be depressed (even though I had tried to commit suicide before I met him), and that my oldest brother never molested me and and I was just making up stories. The day we divorced he said “I think you should go”. I never got an apology. The next day, he had the nerve to say he treated me well.
So after the divorce, within like two days of the separation, I found a plug immediately and started having fucking fun that I had missed out on from being a “good little wife”. Did tons of new stuff too! Did some acid, snorted ambien, soboxone , even tried robo-tripping, I still struggled with depression, I had experienced really bad lows, and for a solid week, I had nothing and was broke and hadn’t been able to get any drugs for awhile, the low got so bad suicide starting entering in my head again, and one day, I woke up and decided that was it. I was done, that day was the last day I was going to be alive. I even texted my ex in-laws goodbye with no context. I still owed my when my dealer some money (the guy was pretty cool, as he let me pay off big orders in installments) and I didn’t want to fuck him over, to I texted him to come by and I emptied the little amount I had in my account to pay him off. So he comes on by, and he happened to have cocaine in his car, and asked if I had ever tried it before. I said no, and he offered a line for free. And I was like, “why the fuck not?” And snorted that bitch.
The funny thing is that I didn’t really feel “high”, just awake, and, well happy. Any thoughts of suicide literally went out the window, I went back inside, tore up my note, and went to work a few hours later. And I just decided right then and there that life is only fun on drugs and if I don’t have any its just worthless. Now I don’t use everyday, and I actually haven’t used cocaine in awhile, but I always have something to get me high, weather it just be weed, or my personal favorite now, heroin. I don’t know why I felt the urge to type this all out, I’m fucked up now so that might be part of it. Who knows, maybe someone can relate? Thanks for reading!
TL;DR Have been doing drugs for years, contemplated suicide, did cocaine, decided life is just WAAAY better with drugs.
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2020.09.14 18:40 Informal-Ideal-4816 My mother in law nude

Location: USA, Washington State
I recently discovered that my 14 y/o son has been in an online relationship on Discord with a 14 y/o girl (according to him). There has been disturbing sexting and the girl has sent a number of simple nude pictures and videos, then some more graphic pictures/videos. Unfortunately, my son reciprocated and sent a nude picture and video of himself.
I have removed access to Discord and all other social media from my son. The girl texted his phone and a reply was sent from my son's phone telling the girl that he has lost the privilege of using his phone. I will be getting counseling for my son.
My questions are as follows:
Do I need to hire a lawyer to protect my son in the event that this girl decides to seek retribution for him ghosting her or if her parent finds the conversations/pictures/videos and tries to come after my son? Apparently she has an abusive mother and my son was trying to help support her.
Do I delete every picture/video in their chats on Discord, or will that only affect his viewing capability and Discord keeps everything posted?
Do I contact Discord and tell them they are hosting child porn and ask them to delete it? Or will they contact the authorities?
My biggest fear is that today's laws don't care about the age of the kids and if any of this is brought to the attention of the law, it can and will ruin my son's life. Being labeled as a sex offender at 14 for this behavior isn't appropriate but I can't change the laws.
I do not have an interest in alerting the girls parents or getting her in trouble with the law either. Though, some of her pictures were taken by a third party. My thoughts are that the kids don't understand the repercussions of their actions.
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2020.09.10 08:03 MarkdownShadowBot Removed comments/submissions for /u/Triple907

Hi Triple907, you're not shadowbanned, but 32 of your most recent 98 comments/submissions were removed (either automatically or by human moderators).
Comments: g4myd2c in IncelTear on 10 Sep 20 (1pts):

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fztoyhi in worldnews on 31 Jul 20 (1pts):
Fuck you
fyml1jl in worldnews on 20 Jul 20 (1pts):
Long live China.
fy7vfbx in worldnews on 16 Jul 20 (1pts):
Why not torture him instead? Do you think just giving death to a child traffickerapist is justified?
fxm92x5 in IncelTear on 11 Jul 20 (1pts):
Well if you look at most rape kinks and rape fantasy stories from women you’ll find that women don’t find it so bad if they get raped by an attractive guy. To them it sucks but it’s not as bad as...
fwl3avh in Sino on 01 Jul 20 (1pts):
LONG LIVE HK AND CHINA! DOWN TO US! DEATH TO UK!
fwdip85 in HongKong on 29 Jun 20 (1pts):
Looks like Jihad flag.
fwbccld in worldnews on 28 Jun 20 (1pts):
Lol seems you pissed off a lot of snowflakes, libtards, and soyboys
fw9cpul in worldnews on 28 Jun 20 (1pts):
How would it? The tortures wouldn't be done publicly, but by law. It would still be illegal for a vigilante or the mob to torture a criminal by themselves, the state would do it. It wouldn't cause...
fw6i6u1 in worldnews on 27 Jun 20 (1pts):
I disagree. If you manage to create a system where people democratically practice to torture certain criminals, it wouldn’t increase brutality in society, it would lessen it. People would be...
fw4rydw in worldnews on 27 Jun 20 (1pts):
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Go kill yourself faggot.
fw0ssbs in worldnews on 26 Jun 20 (1pts):
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fvuns4h in worldnews on 24 Jun 20 (1pts):
In other words, you're happy to commit genocide to tens of millions of innocent North Koreans, people who are just going on in there daily life not harming anyone?
fvij529 in HongKong on 21 Jun 20 (1pts):
This is the COMPLETE opposite. You could be a random bystander who just had a different opinion from the usual status quo and you’d be called a wumao, chinese ccp troll, apologist, and get sent a...
fs1z095 in politics on 28 May 20 (1pts):
He’s only saying that so he could garner votes and win the election.
frskyxw in pics on 25 May 20 (1pts):
Perhaps before you act high and mighty on America’s ‘freedom’, you should formally apologize and acknowledge historical colonial war crimes against the Philippines, and pay rightful war reparations...
frqnfay in worldnews on 25 May 20 (1pts):
No to independent Hong Kong. Taiwan and HKSAR are territories of the People’s Republic of China. It’s immoral to take them away.
frq7nb8 in news on 25 May 20 (1pts):
Yes it’s a double standard. The British EMPIRE is a hypocritical colonial regime that got away from its crimes.
frq6m3q in worldnews on 25 May 20 (1pts):
Uyghur Re-education camps. Not concentration camps. You have no proof whatsoever of them being oppressed, enslaved, gassed, or held against their will.
As for Tiananmen Square, those students were...
fro5uah in politics on 24 May 20 (1pts):
I’m so happy. (Just a comment and an opinion. I have the right to feel something and publicly express it. Mods, don’t be gay. Don’t shadowban me.)
fro0e1c in worldnews on 24 May 20 (1pts):
As a Filipino I say go fuck yourself imperialist regime. Pay your war reparations and apologies to Hong Kong and China first before you act high and righteous and mighty in “helping” Hong Kong. A...
frjajar in IncelTear on 23 May 20 (1pts):
How is she not at fault here tho, even just a little bit? She was repeatedly told not to drink with a man alone, not only that but it was to his house. Now she got raped. She brought it to herself....
frg0vqp in IdiotTears on 22 May 20 (0pts):
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frfsque in IdiotTears on 22 May 20 (0pts):
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fqkx55d in Philippines on 14 May 20 (-12pts):
Nakakadiri naman kung gaano ka-brainwashed ang mga Filipino dito.
Korean War is a war we shouldn’t even have been involved with. Masakit mang aminin pero ang totoo, naging puppet lang tayo ng...
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LOL
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Very abusive.
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Got no reply cuz I’m right?
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2020.09.01 21:23 taway_husruinlife [F23] My husband wants to ruin my life

I've been married to my husband since we were both 20 year old. We're from a middle eastern country. While my family is well off, his family is more richer and also quite influential in our local city government. Our marriage went well for the most part until recently but hes been very distant and ignoring towards me for the last 6 months or so.
He hasnt taken me to anywhere for our anniversary, he gives me no gifts, no sex and no attention. So hes neglecting me a LOT. Hes barely at home anymore and he doesnt even sleep with me. All of this started around 6 months ago when his mom got sick with some type of cancer. Its like he died after that, hes always at hospital or at his parents house with his mom. His moms situation got really worse and for the last few weeks he didnt even come to home to sleep, he slept at the hostpital. Like i get it shes his mom but hes a man and hes my husband. He really let himself go too. He barely shaves anymore and somehow he lost most of his hair recently(he had a full hair before). He cant neglect me and my needs like that not to mention that hes supposed to be strong. last weekend i tried to tell him that he is exaggerating this whole illness and he has to come back to his house and to his wife but he flat out ignored me.
Before we got married I used to have a fling with this guy J and we never really cut contact even after i got married. we were on friendly terms but i never took it forward but he was obviously waiting fr the moment i say yes. Long story short, my husband called me to say that he wont be coming to the house for two days i had enough with it and called J to my home. We had sex and i hadnt felt that good in months. But i really regret doing it because it looks like one of our neighbor snitched on me.
A day later my husband came back home yelling at me and kicked me out of the house in the middle of the night. I had nowhere to go and i have no car. he literally left me homeless. I called my sisters to pick me up. Next morning he called me very angrily and basically said "how could you do this to me especially when i'm losing my mother. you are a heartless whore etc" okay i get it it was bad because his mother is really sick but hes been neglecting me for months and i have my needs, he has his duties and he kept ignoring them. Later he told me how hes going to tell everything and send my nudes to my family, my university and our entire social circle, he said that he was going to ruin my life no matter what. I was speechless, never before he was this crazy. I couldnt believe how monstrous he was. worst of all i dont think that hes bluffing. i sent him many nudes and as i sad before his family is quite influential so they will take his word before mine. Because i live in middle east i dont think that there are laws about revenge porn etc and i think my own family would disown me over the distorted stories hes going to tell them without listening to my side. im very scared i dont know what to do, i kept calling him to beg him but he blocked me i think. please help me
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2020.08.26 22:55 Awkward-Grapefruit26 My mother in law nude

Throwaway account bc too many people I know are aware of my main. Sorry the story is so long. I’m terrible at being brief.
I have a 62 year old uncle who is developmentally and physically challenged. He’s high functioning enough that until a few years ago he was still legally able to drive although some of his doctors think he never should have been given a license at all. He lived with my grandparents who took care of everything for him and never let on to him at all that he was challenged and now he is old and thinks that the fact that he’s never had a job, paid taxes, gotten jury duty, and has always lived primarily off of government aid and family members doing everything for him is totally normal. His level of denial about his abilities cause him to get aggressive (rarely but sometimes violent) and generally he’s become very mean in his old age as his condition gradually deteriorates and he doesn’t understand why. My grandparents passed away about two years ago very close together and my mother has taken over caring for my uncle since then, he lives near her and she manages the house he still lives in and taking him to his many doctor visits, to get groceries etc.
A few months ago he was having trouble with his phone, he has a Facebook account that he had some question about and I was called upon to help fix it. I discovered and showed my mom(the phones etc are all on her plan) that he had been messaging literally several hundreds of women asking for nudes via Facebook. He had been messaged back by dozens of obviously (to me) fake accounts using hot women’s photos trying to get money from him. He doesn’t have control of any finances since that’s also something my mom maintains so all these convos eventually fizzled out- he couldn’t send money if he wanted to.
After this incident I told him that if he wanted to keep his Facebook account that I would monitor his usage. He’s completely housebound aside from when he goes out with my mom to the doctor or the store and I felt bad for how lonely he is.
Fast forward a little while, his only friend he has pops up on messenger and sends my uncle just a whole mess of photos that aren’t technically illegal but are without question, ethically completely wrong. The most common thing is zoomed in photos and video of clearly teenage/underage girls’ asses in bikinis or revealing swimwear at the beach this friend took on vacation. Gross stuff given these were all high schoolers who had no idea these videos and photos were being taken, and the two of them were having gross conversations about it. Real “locker room talk” stuff. I ask my mom to check the phone records and this friend texts and calls my uncle often and we decide to block him from my uncle’s phone so we can monitor what he’s being sent by limiting their interaction to Facebook. I have a real serious talk with my uncle about consent and why the photos of teenagers are unethical, but I truly don’t think he has the capacity to understand why those videos and pics were wrong.
My uncle is having nearly daily meltdowns because his friend is blocked from calling or texting and the friend doesn’t want to talk to my uncle knowing I can see it. I have a suspicion the friend is going to mail my uncle a burner phone so they can talk without me knowing what’s going on. I don’t really care what they discuss on a phone call but I am genuinely concerned my challenged uncle who lives a block away from a school will be sent media via text message that clearly constitutes child pornography by this person, and if that happens I believe he will have to move out of that house and I don’t know what else will happen in relation to the government assistance he receives, I’m unsure the extent of which a child pornography charge would lead to for him.
Which brings me to: If I unblock his friend and then monitor his incoming texts without his knowledge to make sure he’s not being sent sexual images of children, am I putting myself at risk? I don’t know what the laws are when this relates to mentally challenged people. He lives in Pennsylvania in the US.
TLDR: I suspect a friend of my mentally and physically handicapped uncle may send him something that constitutes child pornography and I want to be able to monitor their text communications so I can shut intervene if things get dicey before my uncle winds up with a criminal charge.
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2020.08.17 19:25 Foreverblowingbubble My mother in law nude

Hi there, fairly recent lurker, first time poster. None of the people involved could speak English to save their own lives and Reddit isn’t very used in my country, so no risk of them ever seeing this.
I’ve seen some pretty incredible stories about JNMILs, and I thought I would delight you with the chronicles of my exMIL, let’s call her COH for Crazy Old Hag.
Please be prepared, this is a VERY, VERY long story. I have never told this story all in one go, but this woman was very abusive, and my ex was abusive in different ways (which I will not get into here but resulted in a few intimacy issues). She was so creepy, honestly I would not have been surprised if she wanted to sleep with her own darling little boy.
When I (then 17-19F, now 25) was dating my exBF (at the time 18-20M, now 26), COH was an omnipresent mom from the start. Imagine a modern day witch : a voice so hoarse from 45 years of chainsmoking, saggy unhealthy skin, hair so brittle it looked like hay, always wore black and heels. The smell of stale tobacco preceded her and followed her around, it was nauseating - it was so repulsive that I, a smoker then (nearly two years tobacco free now), would smoke less.
When I first met exBF, I was taken by his charming nature and I was an idiot. At first when we starting sleeping together, she was not an issue ... until she was. Unbeknownst to me, he lived in the apartment above hers. After a couple of weeks of fornication, he says his mom wants to meet me - super weird. I really was falling for him so I said okay.
At first she was nice, she seemed like the cool mom, close to her son, etc., okay not so bad. They moved a few hours away, but they came back to our town from time to time, and exBF and myself began a committed, albeit long distance, relationship. During the summer I was invited to stay with them for a couple of weeks (summer 2012), with no prior knowledge of their living arrangements.
There were 10 people in their flipping house. Her, her husband, exBF, her husband’s ex-wife, the daughter of the latter two and her husband, and a child then two (a 4 year old demon, and later on a baby) COH’s brother (schizophrenic and aggressive though thankfully not with me), and COH’s weird friend. It was then that I saw her true colours.
I had an inkling that this woman was controlling, but by god I had no idea of what I had stepped into. This skinbag of a hag was the real deal, the all powerful matriarch of the family. She controlled the family business (buying houses, renovating them and then renting them out - everyone else did the work while she chainsmoked and yelled hoarsely at everyone). The only time she ever did anything was to see how much she could fraud and extort from tenants.
So bit by bit I learned that this woman controlled every aspect of her son’s life - his failing studies, what he will do later in life, his clothes, even his haircut, and I was sure he was only with me because she allowed it / decided it. Well, as soon as he is independent it will be okay, I thought.
Wrong. I have never been more wrong in my life. COH’s husband and his ex-wife didn’t really like me, everyone else did. It started with mild controlling behaviour from COH, and those two weeks went by without too much weird stuff happening.
I go home, and a couple of weeks later I learn that exBF cheated on me, and that asshole broke up with me over the phone. I was devastated. The next day, COH called me and told me that she was very sorry, that she didn’t know what was happening in her son’s mind, and that she would try and fix it - I was honestly shocked (and still drunk and puffy from crying / drinking the whole night). She would often talk to me and try to get her son with me again.
ExBF and I talked a bit and a couple of months later (September 2012) I went back to his place, because if I was to be an idiot I might as well be a hardcore idiot. It could be useful to note that I was in the earlyish stages of anorexia, I was quite fragile and would often faint from not eating (I was 45 kg for 1m65), I had lost about 20kg in less than three months from not eating and he and COH had complimented me on my weight loss.
When I was there again, COH started getting more controlling. I told her I wanted to go visit my family in South Africa, she told me I wasn’t allowed. I thought it was a joke so I didn’t say anything. She told me I should quit my studies (law school) and come to live with them in their town. Bear in mind her son was my ex at this point, so all this was very weird and she was pushing him to be with me again which was unbearably uncomfortable.
I went home and tried to get him out of my head. She never stopped talking to me and saying she wished her son was with me again.
A couple of months later, we were together again. I was over the moon. I went to visit him again (April 2013) and this time things were a little different. She was more openly controlling, and berated me for a number of things : when I was at home I was not to go out because I should only go out with exBF, that I should stop my studies, that I had gotten fat (I had gone back to a healthy weight).
They don’t speak a word of English but I speak with my family in English since I’m bilingual, and she started remarking that I shouldn’t do that in front of her son because “it makes him feel less intelligent than you, and we all know that’s not true” um okay lady your son is still in high school at 19, cannot even speak or spell properly in the only language he speaks, has zero culture, but ok me the second year law student who speaks 5 languages and loves to learn is less intelligent. Whatever. She mocked me whenever I pronounced foreign words of other languages I spoke with the original accent, or whenever I tried to talk about things I had learned (I wasn’t allowed out, he woke up at 4pm so I watched a LOT of documentaries).
It is also important to note that I have never wanted children and have always been quite vocal about it. I’m not comfortable around children because I don’t like the screaming, the smell, or getting my hair pulled and my things broken. His sister gave birth to her second child and COH forced me to babysit with her husband’s ex wife.
By spending time with her, and the ex husband, I grew closer to them and they started really liking me, defending me when COH was being horrible. Taking me out so as to let me breathe a bit.
COH and exBF would make remarks when I was taking care of the baby, as in I would make a good mother in a few years etc., which made me feel very uncomfortable. I heard them scheming about making me spend time with the children so I would learn how to take care of our future children. I also overheard her saying that he should stop using condoms. A few days later, exBF told me we should get tested so that we could stop using condoms - I was suspicious but also wanted to check we were both clean. He said he would love me more if I accepted to stop using condoms, and I reluctantly agreed, making him promise to pull out and thinking to myself that I would take regular pregnancy tests.
I also contributed to the household chores, but quickly realised I wasn’t helped much and was made to do practically everything by myself.
I left with a strange feeling, a sense of foreboding and no idea what would happen to me the next (and, it turns out, last) time I stayed with them.
I stayed with them (June-July 2013) for about a month and a half. ExBF was a lazy piece of sh*t, never got up before 2/3pm just like before, and I was not allowed to go out of the house without him except to buy groceries and cigarettes. COH yelled at me when her son’s bed wasn’t made, even if I was out shopping and her son got up when I was gone - as if I would magically know and rush back.
During this time, exBF was talking to other girls, I knew about it because the idiot had the app on another tablet and I could see everything, plus I was bored out of my mind. Husband and ex wife would find excuses to take me out, and ex wife told me she was only there because otherwise she would not be able to see her grandkids and they needed a good role model in their lives. COH would yell at me all the time, would coddle her son to a sickening extent.
She tried to pull a lot of stunts, like trying to get me to drop my university program, and I am pretty sure I overheard her calling my university trying to quit on my behalf. I also firmly believe she poked holes in our condoms. Unbeknownst to her I was on the pill at the time but I have always had a phobia of getting pregnant, and used condoms too. I saw what seemed like a little hole in each one and I was shocked. When she learned in was on the pill, she tried to steal them from me (I assume, since they magically disappeared). Joke was on her, she stole the placebos, and I kept the others well hidden.
She ordered me to make food for 11 people nearly day, yelled at me when I wasn’t quick enough, made remarks that I was a drunk to everyone (I had a glass of wine from time to time, for example with her husband, when he asked me if I wanted to join him). She would praise Hitler (knowing full well that part of my family escaped Poland because of Jewish ancestry) and spew racist and xenophobic rants, knowing also full well that my origins are mostly foreign and that my mother is an immigrant (been living in the country for nearly 30 years, learned the language and integrated herself spectacularly). She made fun of my mother and myself for that. I thought I could not loathe this sack of bones of a hag any more than I already did.
One day COH was showing me something on her computer and I saw a file with my name on it. If they are photos you can see a tiny piece of a couple of them, and I was so horrified that I thought my heart was going to drop down to the floor along with my jaw. They were my nudes. That I had sent to her son (LDR, we exchanged saucy pics). She had my nudes. That I had sent. TO HER SON. I was so terrified I didn’t say anything. I confronted exBF afterwards and he just said that she must have gotten them from his computer and / or his account - his mother monitored his accounts. A piece of me died and from that instant onwards, any affection I still had left for him flew away like a bat from hell. He just shrugged and said him mother was just proud of having such a pretty daughter in law.
I had to wait for her computer to be open (digital passcode) and her to be gone to delete the file. I hope they were never able to retrieve it. But that was when when I knew that I had to leave as soon as possible. I wasn’t in love with exBF anymore, and I was physically repulsed by him.
A friend of mine lived next door to them, and I would find excuses to go shopping but actually go to see him and his parents. His parents were very concerned and frankly scared for me - they had a bad history with COH. I had housed their son for a couple of weeks and have been a good friend to him, so they welcomed me with open arms. They told me that if need be I could stay with them, but I gently declined, fearing for my safety - which they understood.
So, with their help, I started planning my escape. I had a lot of stuff at their place, things I needed like clothes, study material, the likes, and I only had a small suitcase. There were many things I absolutely needed to bring home. They needed to go to the town where I lived, and COH let me come with - I said (truthfully even) that I needed to get a vaccine for a trip I was going to take and that it needed to be done at least two weeks before the trip and that I had to go to that particular clinic. To everyone’s surprise, she said yes, but made sure I would be coming back - I said yes, and brought a huge suitcase. I was questioned because of the big suitcase, but told them I needed lots of things for my trip and that my other suitcase had broken.
Unbeknownst to them, I had managed to find a train ticket that was particularly cheap for a few days after our return. All I had now was to find someone to take me to the city (about 1h30 minutes away from the town where we were). My friend’s parents had told me ask exBF’s dad, and if they had no update from me within three days they would come, if need be with the police.
We came back and I tentatively asked exBF’s dad whether he could take me to the city, and he said yes of course - but did advise me not to say anything yet, he would talk her into “allowing me” even though he agreed that I shouldn’t have to scheme to be able to leave.
That evening, he told me it was all good and she told me I should start looking for trains - I feigned only just having found one that was super cheap and pretended to buy it when she said ok.
The next few days were a living hell. She did everything she could to make me feel awful. A few things include :

  • Skinning two rabbits right next to me whilst I was making apple tart, knowing full well that doing that next to me would trigger my emotions (I have trouble with this kind of thing, seeing whole dead animals being ripped open triggered flashbacks from a traumatic event when I witnessed a suicide in front of a train and was splattered with the aftermath)
  • Making me clean the whole whole bathroom, with bleach, initially refusing to give me gloves
  • Yelling at me for said apple tarts because she said I was taking too long to make them
  • Yelling at me for phoning my friends (although often at night and crying)
And the last stunt she tried to pull on me, trying to force me to be part of the family so she could have a hold on me : I was making dinner and COH and N’s half sister were talking about the baby’s future godparents. They wanted a friend of exBF’s to be godfather, and didn’t have anyone to be godmother. COH hoarsely told her that I would do it, not even asking me. I did a double take.
Now, I am atheist and I’m not sure they believed in God either. My parents are atheists as well and never had me baptised because they felt that being affiliated with religion is a personal choice and not one they should make for me. However, since I am not baptised I cannot be godmother - I did a quick research to verify my hunch and told this to COH, expecting her to just drop it. Lo and behold, she went straight down crazy lane and didn’t suggest but ordered me - that I would get baptised so as the be the child’s grandmother. I gently told her that I would not get baptised out of convenience, that I felt it was disrespectful to people who have faith and that I wasn’t religious and just didn’t want to do this.
I also suggested as an excuse that I had no potential godparents and that my parents would not be there. She said that exBF’s half sister and her husband would be and that my parents didn’t matter. My heart sank. I was afraid I would have to do this for my own safety, and also his sister and her husband are some of the most awful, twisted and in all aspects toxic people I know, bested only by a handful of people, but ruled by COH herself.
Husband’s ex wife stepped in, knowingly looked at me and said we should wait for next time I came to plan. She then took me for a walk and said that she knew I shouldn’t do it, and she was buying time. We didn’t say it openly but I think she knew I was going to escape this family. During my stay she had often pretended to take me to the beach with the grandkids, but really dropping me off at my friend’s, so that I could breathe a bit, and I knew that she was trapped herself.
When the day of the great escape finally came, I was so excited and emotional that I was shaking. I said my goodbyes to everyone, and exBF and his dad took me to the station. When the train was moving I could feel myself becoming more and more free and it was incredible. I sent a few texts to exBF, simple and a little cold, whilst trying to figure out how to get these people out of my life for good.
When I came back, a good friend took me to a party to get my mind off things and it was wonderful : I drank like a sailor, had fun with my friends, I completely let go. During the evening, my best friend had told me she was writing a message to exBF to tell him how he needed to change his behaviour towards me and that he was going to lose me very quickly if he did not, that his mother was too intrusive in our relationship and both of our lives, etc. Me being a little tipsy I barely read it and told her it was good.
In the morning I woke up to COH calling me relentlessly. I was quite hungover so even less inclined to answer but I did because otherwise it would be worse. She shrieked at me, asking what the fuck was on the book of faces - my first thought was that someone had posted photos of the party (I had been drawn on with chalk, and we had a contest to see whose outline on the road was the most ridiculous which I obviously won by far), so I asked what exactly was the problem. She shrieked that my slut friend had sent a horrible message to her son, why did she do that, was that what I thought too, oh how dare I do this after ALL she has done for me, the works. My hungover brain remembers vaguely the message my friend had sent me for my approval - I told COH that I was going to ask my friend.
I call my friend, who tells me that COH had tried to call her and sent her many abusive messages. We meet up and discuss it, we had both received threatening messages, and we decide to tell mom about it.
My mother is a wonderful woman and in my opinion the best person in the world, but she is not to be trifled with. I have seen (and made) her really angry a few times and she is absolutely terrifying, partly because she is very tall and looms over me, with her piercing blue eyes stabbing my soul. We explained everything to her, the abuse I had been suffering from for months and now the threats. I had never seen her like this - she was so enraged that she was deadly calm.
She told us to live our lives, but to be aware of our surroundings at all times, keep all the messages and record her if she went anywhere near us. She asked me if I had any news from exBF, I did not - she said that she didn’t like him but that if he wanted to run away from his mother she would help him. She asked my why I didn’t tell her what I was going through and that she would have driven the 8 hours there - I broke down and admitted how terrified and trapped I was there.
His mother has threatened us with the whole family and friends beating us up with baseball bats and such - this is a woman who destroyed an ex friend’s car with a baseball bat because said friend asked her to either return or pay for the 2.000 + euro fur coat she had stolen from her shop.
So we cautiously lived our lives, and I got another text from his mother, telling me that her son would not be with me anymore. I don’t remember if I replied or not but I was overcome with relief. She didn’t show up or anything and my friend and I were more relaxed.
And now, the COH strikes back.
I decided to remove the whole family from the book of faces but didn’t think I would have to block them.
A few days later, off I went on holidays, a 12 hour plane ride across the Atlantic to go to Brazil (if I didn’t mention it before, I live in Europe). We land in São Paulo, all is perfect. I post a couple of pictures of the beginning of my holidays. I tell my friends not to try and text me because I will have no network and no internet - however, a couple of days in my friend texts me, telling me that she knows she shouldn’t text me but that it was absolutely urgent.
My father, with whom we were on holidays, was completely unaware of everything that had happened but told me to call my friend. She explains to me that the family has been posting abuse all over my book of faces page, and that it was really bad. I was abroad and could not do anything, so I had to give her all of my passwords so that she could block them and remove the abusive messages (but not before taking screenshots of everything).
I didn’t hear of them for a couple of years, but for a long time I was completely paranoid of them being in my town, I would see their faces everywhere, as soon as a similar van as theirs passed I would look inside. I’m still a little paranoid to a certain extent, and I also have a fear of meeting people’s parents.
However, a few years ago, exBF started following me randomly on IG and subsequently left a creepy comment on one of my photos, basically saying I was the only girl he ever loved bla bla bla. I didn’t know you could remove someone otherwise I would have done it, but I removed the photo and the comment and eventually blocked him.
A couple of months later, I get a phone call from a number I don’t know. I had a strange, ominous feeling, and lo and behold IT WAS COH. I instantly recognised her hoarse, smoke-damaged voice. She pretended that she had wanted to call someone else. I was so stunned and shocked, filled with fear so I let her rant on and she asked whether she could see me in a couple of days because she would be in town. I pretended I was busy but would let her know if my plans changed. She said that she often thought about me and that it was lovely to catch up. Then we hung up.
I promptly blocked her number and called my mom in panic. We decided that I would just stay in my flat with my phone off as much as possible. I missed classes and didn’t step foot outside my flat for two days. A few days later, exBF sent me a message saying that his mom had told him about our phone call and that it made him want to talk to me again. He then said something along the lines of “I miss you and our times together”. Basically I figured out his mom wanted him to be with me again.
I answered and told him in no uncertain terms that I had never better off than without him and to never contact me again.
I then learned through a friend who keeps him on the book of faces solely for entertainment that he had a girlfriend, whom he then married - and it already seems like he loves his motorbike more than her. I feel very sorry for this woman, and I hope she manages to escape the clutches of this woman who could make the very worst Sith Lord blush.
TL DR: crazy chainsmoking hag is controlling, tried to get me pregnant, stole my nudes, l had to escape, she threatened me and harassed me.
Edit: referring to exBF.
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2020.08.17 15:07 READMYSHIT My mother in law nude

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16 22/03/2019 Oyster Man, A Salacious Sausage Fest and A Con Confidence (Creep Live #1) Nicholas Barclay AKA Frédéric Bourdin (missing child imposter) Armin Meiwes, German cannibal Oyster Man (Dublin creep!)
17 01/04/2019 A Haunted Hormonal Teen, A Slender Bender, A Mother Love to Death (Creep Live #2) Dee Dee Blanchard murder by her daughter, seemingly incapacitated, Gypsy Rose. Enfield Haunting, poltergeist in a North London council house Slenderman possee
18 05/04/2019 Who is Timmothy Pitzen?? Disappearance and reappearance (???) of Timmoth Pitzen Christine Chubbuck, suicide on live TV Ford has a horn for Edison
19 12/04/2019 The Beautiful Lie Florida Man, pancake guy Belle Gibson, noted scammer Coco the Gorilla: artist, photographer and communicator
20 21/04/2019 There's a Catfish in the Water Lincoln Lewis catfish, Lydia Abdelmalek The most awkward book club of all time Girl with no vainga gets impreganted from a knife
21 27/04/2019 A Sasquatch, A Tinder Date With a Cannibal and The Life and Ruin of Anna Nicole Smith The Anna Nicole Smith Story Sasquatch Origin Story
22 04/05/2019 Friends From The College Cult Larry Ray: Creepy Dad Cult Whatever Happened to Baby Tyler?
23 11/05/2019 A Love As Deep As The Sea, A Shared Twinsanity and Better The Catfish You Know? Sabina & Ursula: Murderous Swedish Twins Suicide of Megan Meier Some people really love dolphins
24 18/05/2019 The Cat’s Out of The Bag for The Internet’s Maddest Man A Catfish Love Triangle (that ends in murder) The Luka Magnotta Story Jeremy Kyle
25 27/05/2019 The Secret Russian ‘Super Army’ and A Fertility Doctor Who Took Things Into His Own Hands Dr. Cline, fertility doctor who takes matters into his own hands Russian science experiment to create super humans (humanzee) Belle Gibson update (ep. 19)
26 01/06/2019 Larry and The Lawnchair of Dreams The eponymous Larry, an instant classic creep (that is not creepy at all) Moby
27 07/06/2019 The World’s Worst Baby Snatcher and The Ill-Prepared Cannibal Another Catfish Love Triangle and Baby Heist Isa Sagawa: A Cannibal in Paris
28 15/06/2019 Why You Should Never Let Granny Do The Ouija Board Story of Anna Delvy, epic swindler Ouija Board Murder Whale dick tentacle and the guy who honours a dead murderer (Twitter Thread)
29 21/06/2019 A Dead Man, A Cipher, a Mystery Somerton Man: Mystery Australian Man and an Undeciphered Code Ariel Castro kidnappings Delivery Man Haunts Cabin Groom kids on brides dress
30 28/06/2019 It’s Never Plain Sailing The Disappearance of Brian Swanson (into another dimension?) #blueball A shark buffet Juliane Koepcke, the sole survivor of a plane crash that left her stranded in the Amazon Rainforest Boris Johnson
31 07/07/2019 The Lost Family, The Last Eunuch and the Lust for the High Life Tromp Family Road Trip. Australian family collectively lose their mind A Philanthropic Couple with a Secret in the Attic Sun Yaoting; the last Eunuch of China.
32 11/07/2019 A Trio of Clones, Coercion and Courtship A shitty first-date The McDonald's-Nude Heist The phenomenon of a group of self cloning crayfish
33 19/07/2019 Brain-Eating Zombies, The Boy Who Tried to Blow Up Bjork and a Beary Bad Idea Story of Björk's would-be assassin Timothy Treadwell: Bear Enthusiast Furries and Brain eating zombie fungus Grunting man in a gimp suit
34 27/07/2019 A Priceless Love Affair and Something of a Pickle Debbie Montgomery Johnson get defrauded millions in an online dating scam Peeing and pooping in space. Creepy nudes escalates quick (to murder)
35 04/08/2019 Jen’s Solo Ghost Story the tale of Dear David, a creepy child ghost who has been haunting the hallways of illustrator Adam Ellis Horse Girl
36 11/08/2019 When a Dream Life Turns Into a Weird and Creepy Nightmare Dream House goes sour with letters from an ominous writer called, The Watcher Mystery Stripper Jen has the inside scoop on Area 51 Scout's arrival! Woof Canadian Serial Killers
37 18/08/2019 The Hero Who Didn't Know His Name and a Real Life Dr. WHO?? Story of Jean-Claude Romand: Murderer and Imposter Creep Dine With Me: Megan and Hazel. The story of Steven Stayner
38 01/09/2019 Don't Bookmark Your Murder Tips and a Real Life Mission Impossible How to not get away with murder (Daniel Brophy) Personal creep with creepy neighbour and a never ending gift exchange A missionary who get murdered by the Sentinelese
39 09/09/2019 A Twist in The Tale, The Devil Down Under and A Wild Slide A Catfish With a Happy Ending Mysterious Death of Phoebe Handsjuk Deal the Devil Downunder,Story of Michael Atkins and Matthew Leveson
40 13/09/2019 Move Over Travis, There’s a Bad Badger in Town and The Sad Tale of The Sorry Cannibals Caroline Calloway content! Alive: The reluctant cannibals The antics of Stoffel the honey badger
41 20/09/2019 British Fairies, Irish Con Artists and Asian Angels Cassie's Personal Creep and Misadventure in Berlin (featuring Moe) An Irish Kidnapping The Cottingley Fairy Hoax
42 28/09/2019 When a loving Christian family inadvertently adopt a 22 year old sociopath with violent tendencies The tale of Natalia Grace, a Ukrainian Orphan with dwarfism #childdeception Helen Bailey: Author who penned her own death Jacob Barnett, Child Prodigy
43 06/10/2019 The Girl...Who Laughed...As A Man Got Sewn Into The Body of a Horse Story of Nathan Carman and a Sunken Boat A Runaway Bride Countess Elizabeth Báthory, World worst female serial killer? Carl Beach, Richard Madely
44 15/10/2019 What Happens When You Exorcise a Mild Mannered Michael? (Creep Live #3) Ireland's Own Bermuda Triangle An exorcism gone wrong Goose on the Loose! A goose named Andy
45 21/10/2019 A Guest Ghost Story and The Haunted Spots of Dublin Dutch Family in a Basement (and assorted ghost stories) Creep Dine With Me: Fainche. A Dublin 8 Haunting
46 26/10/2019 The Tragedy of the Triplets A tragic tale of triplets and a social experiment Haunted Nazi Dummy
47 31/10/2019 A Catfish Convict, Dawn of The Ed and a Goat Gets Giddy for Piss - It’s our Halloween Spooktacular! Rape Ads, Fake Sonograms, and a Catfisher’s Web of Lies Ed Gein, his mother and the inspiration for Psycho A goat with a penchant for piss (human piss)
48 12/11/2019 An Amuse Bouche of Creep Catch Ups AND The Human Baby Zoo Update on Belle Gibson (ep. 19) Canadian Quintuplets (Human Baby Zoo) Update on Ukrainian Orphan (ep. 42) T.I. (obsessed with daughter's hymen)
49 17/11/2019 The Greatest No-Show-Man and the Mighty Meaty Murderer Threatin, metal band on world tour (with no audience but great hair) Joe Metheny: a mighty meaty murder #serialkiller Donegal Creeps caught climbing a hospital to ouija
50 25/11/2019 Oh No! Where Did Moe Go? Moe Davis: Another chimp fiasco. Travis 2.0 (ep. 8)
51 03/12/2019 A Haunted Galway Baby, a Mystery Man in Sligo and The Spine Tingling Story of the Sleepless Russians (Creep Live #4) Peter Bergmann, a mystery man in Sligo reminiscent of Somerton Man (ep. 29) #blueball Haunted Galway baby #haunted Russian sleep deprivation experiment (this is pretty harrowing) Harry meets the Creeps for the first time Dick Dicker: Unabomber meets Mr. Hands
52 06/12/2019 A Life Heavy on Lies, Light on Lols Jennifer Pan, a Vietnamese-Canadian teen kills her parents (well one of them) Dave, the randy duck
53 17/12/2019 The Woman Who Accidentally Solved Her Own Mystery Disappearance Netty Nance accidently solves her own kidnapping (spoiler: it was her own "mother") Carlos Mariotti and a novel idea to save his mangled hand (spoiler: it doesn't work) Public Universal Friend. First recorded case of non-binary person? Mommy blogger swindles Shauna Sex Síopa!
54 05/01/2020 The Cannibal Cop and A January Assortment of Creeps Cassie tricks a girl into think she's going to Disney Gilberto Valle, the cannibal cop, caught via chat room #cannibal People used to post their kids around! Jeffrey Epstein. German ladies who set a zoo ablaze and killed 20 primates
55 10/01/2020 Too Many Mothers, Too Much Motherly Love and A Small Town Scandal with Massive Consequences Creep Live #5) Bobby Dunbar went missing but when he reappeared to mothers came forward to claim Barbara Daly Baekeland gets murdered (and fucked?) by her son #murder #incest The mysterious Circleville letters #murder #blueball Jen gets send a video of a man fucking a chicken Tiny Indonesian man convicted of the most amount if rapes
56 17/01/2020 Three Cheers for Murder Dying killing to be popular. Cheer leader murder! Karla Homolka, Canada's only female serial killer (this was just an off the cuff creep) One of our very own creepettes has their dog fucked by some local scoundrel :( Cork Christmas Party Shenanigans!
57 25/01/2020 Your Mother Sucks Creep In Hell True Stories behind the production of The Exorcist Jen creeps her own parasite which she definitely didn't get in Centra Parcs Terry McMahon goes on a tirade by his feminist daughter
58 31/01/2020 You Can't Make A Dick Out Of The American Penal System Steven Jay Russell, amazing story of the man who escaped from prison multiple times Andrea Mara; the man who faked his MIL out the car window, armchair sleuths and just how dire your Google search history gets when you kill fictional people for a living Belle Gibson update! She's Muslim now (ep. 19)
31/01/2020 The Creep Hive #1 Jen helps her housemate pee in New Zealand Tampon Girl!!
59 07/02/2020 Who’s side are you on? Story of Ursula Hermann: the German equivalent of Madeleine McCann. Epic creep Sophie admits she ate a raw rasher thinking it was parma ham Some people have non-verbal thought (mini Twitter thread) Graham Linehan (Glinner)
07/02/2020 The Creep Hive #2: The Casualties of The Swan The Sur-jury, The Swan and other horrific reality shows
60 14/02/2020 A Prince and a Perfect Murder Chris Benoit Canadian wrestler. Double murder suicide Shawna from Sex Siopa to share a big juicy salacious royal affair. A lot of creeps reported their mothers fed them raw sausages
15/02/2020 The Creep Hive #3: Schofe's done a runner Cassie discusses her sexuality and everyone cries "Showgirls came out at a very key point in my life" Phillip Schofield literally does a runner
61 21/02/2020 The world’s most badass backpacker, Ireland’s biggest ever manhunt and hotdog handjobs (Creep Live #6) Brendan O'Donnell: Ireland's Biggest Manhunt #serialkiller Kari Ferrell: Hipster Grifter. Gets employed by Vice and exposed Salt Creek Kidnapping. Backpackers take revenge #violence All dogs and the Dublin guy faked an abduction of an elderly person
22/02/2020 The Creep Hive #4: Never trust a Murphy Bed Dead tired, people who've died in Murphy beds!
62 28/02/2020 And it was all cum and paper mâché (Creep Live #7) Gerard John: some local prisoners pose as a young woman and blackmail and fragile young man. Alex Malarkey goes into a coma after a car accident. When he wakes he claims to have met Jesus in Heaven... Man struggles to keeping his wife suitably embalmed Jen discusses laying eggs Katie Hopkins getting the CUNT award
01/03/2020 The Creep Hive #5: Hope Springs Terminal Duffy was kidnapped :( Psychologist hides camera on women with Munchausen Jen says I brought poppers to a live show but it was Cool Swan. Twitter thread about guys pissing in their mouths Sarah, the creep transition year student tells us about Hope Ybarra, Munchausen mom Carlow Judicial System. 73 year old mad jailed for ramming car parked on path
63 07/03/2020 Hike Life Nightmare and The OG Love is Blind Sun Myung Moon and the Church of Unification. It's the Moonies! A Russian Misadventure. 9 hikers die mysteriously in the northern Ural mountains Youtuber faked his girlfriend's death. 21 year old Stephanie impersonates her granny (after she's murdered)
07/03/2020 The Creep Hive #6: Joint custody Cassie meets LeBron James Joint Custody. John Wood mummifies his own leg. The ultimate creep craft.
64 13/03/2020 The OG Disease Spreader: It's Typhoid Mary Sherry Pie turns out to be a super creep (in a really bad way) and has now caused an editing nightmare for producers. Typhoid Mary, famed asymptomatic carrier Putin brings in a new law so he can rule for forever.
13/03/2020 The Creep Hive #7: CAVERN OF PUSS Cassie worked in a residential care home. Patient double dosed a suppository which "activated" as Cassie helped her into a wheel chair. PERI-RECTAL ABSCESS. Arguably one of the most disgusting creeps of all time
65 20/03/2020 A mad story about a mad (cow) disease, a smooth criminal and an underground mission with hilarious consequences Dan Cooper Hijacked a Boeing 727 aircraft in the northwest of the US; jumps out with thousands of dollars and is never seen again Mad Cow Disease and Doctor Daniel Carleton Gajdusek who goes to "help" Papua New Guinea and turns out ot be a paedophile School boys finds a secret warren under their school... A misadventure ensues
20/03/2020 Creep Live Online #1: A Town of Ticking Teenagers, Serial Turder and Mayhem at The Spa Mystery illness takes over town in North New York Sophie's top 3 getting stuck in toilet stories Woman gets naked and lost in spa
27/03/2020 Creep Live Online #2: The most haunted creep of the year
66 29/03/2020 Crafting conspiracies, cult clans and the game show killer Big Crafting is actually a Russian Propaganda Machine Rodney Alcala serial rapist, killer and gameshow contestant Taina Licciardo-Toivola: Annoying Aryian Cult family on YouTube
67 07/04/2020 The long (penis) and short (life) of your favourite covid meme and the mighty Michael that would not die Michael Malloy, the sturdy Irish fella in New York who proved to be un-murderable (well, almost Wardy Joubert, everyones favourite (well-endowed) naked covid meme (who's dead) Harry offically appointed alpha creep!
68 12/04/2020 More Tiger King, a YouTube Doll Debacle and Did Sophie Find D.B. Cooper? Inspired by recent haunted dolls on the hive, Cassie dives into internet sensation, Venus Angelic The Stars of Tiger King: An Epilogue
69 19/04/2020 Snitches get stitches and when internet comments destroy lives Would you provide an alibi for a loved one? Trevor Hardy - The Beast of Manchester (and his brother) The Inception of FaceBook Commentary: tangled history of internet smear campaign Kelsey Grammar maybe into pegging "It's very unfortunate for the mens. Their G-spot is up their ass hole and they're just going to have to get over it." -Cassie Delaney Eamon Holmes (5G) and the gardaí (posting photos of sun bathers)
70 26/04/2020 In The Shadow of the Truth Lies the Statue of Liberty Bling Water! Your water is dead, you fools Lisa helps Sophie with a follow up to Molly from Sophie's previous creep The Mandela Effect. Are we all in hell/purgatory/multiple dimensions/simulated world This episode has more filler than actual creeps but was no less enjoyable. Sophie, my handle is @Harry_birdboy. Cassie, I'll hug you! Gemma O'Doherty
71 06/05/2020 Shipman the shit man Crimes that happen in the virtual world that cross over into reality and suicide pact community killer Harold Shipman, world's most prolific (and boring) serial killer Gemma O'Doherty again (but she gets owned by Dublin airport on Twitter)
72 12/05/2020 Beta Theta Pi? More like Beta Theta Die and the Glow Up with Deadly Consequences Beta Theta Pi, Penn State University. Hazing ends in death :( Sophie loves horror. Tells the real life story behind Scream. (Impromtu creep!) Radium Girls!
73 19/05/2020 Walk like a reincarnated Egyptian also that time a squirrel ate some guys nuts Dorothy Eady, the reincarnation of an Egyptian priestess.Cassie is mean to her mother Creep Confectionary is now a thing. Sophie seeds the idea for a Toast Podcast. Sophie presents a gaggle of gals cat-fishing some terrorists Man gets balls eaten by squirrels Jen and Sophie want to host their own Most Haunted. Cassie protests, as usual Camilla and Prince Charles talk dirty
74 26/05/2020 Don't anger a Karen, canal creeps and the parents who put the kid in kidnapping Shannon Matthews, Karen Matthews has her own daughter kidnappped while she plays Xbox Belle Gibson update! She is now Oromo (an Ethiopian ethnic minority). Katherine Knight and her human pelt Riding in a tent on the canal
75 02/06/2020 Freezin’ people ain’t easy, the genuinely geriatric mother and the biggest creeps of the week ever The YouTubers that rehomed their son The oldest woman in the world to give birth (oyster woman). 40 year old stone foetus! Jen finally gets to tell her cryogenics story. Multple strands See Cassie
76 09/06/2020 No name, No luggage, No labels, No answers 1.) In a room at the Oslo Plaza Hotel, a young, elegant woman is found dead, with a gun shot wound to the head. Why did she check in under a false name? Why are the labels removed from her clothes? 2) Death in Ice Valley The gals are reunited!
77 16/06/2020 Guilt or grief? The dark story of Casey Anthony Via Reddit/Sarah. Creepy MSN guy and possibly related swindler Casey
78 23/06/2020 Slumber Murders and The OG Moby Dick Sleep killers The OG Moby Dick
25/06/2020 Creep Hive Sophie's Cock Along! Denis Nilsen:ScottishSerial Killer (and middle child)
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