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| What are you doing right this minute? | Started by: Vito_Landucci on Mar 14, '18 08:27 |
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Transfering some video footage that i have filmed for the last two days into my laptop, so i can later start editing the footage. Client wants to he ready and up on youtube by Thursday, so i aint got much time :/ yikes |
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| Reply by: N-13 at Jan 14, '25 18:58 | |
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| Was wondering how MR evolved since last time I've played | |
| Reply by: Gianluca_Moreliano at Jan 15, '25 00:41 | |
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The chipped ceramic mug warmed Amelia’s hands, the chamomile tea inside a pale, golden invitation to calm. Outside, the wind howled a discordant symphony against her eaves, rattling the old windows like maracas. It was the kind of night that demanded you stay indoors, preferably with a book and a cat. Amelia, unfortunately, had neither. She was visiting her grandmother’s cottage in the Yorkshire Dales, a place steeped in the kind of quiet that felt both comforting and unsettling. She’d come to escape, to silence the relentless hum of city life, the endless notifications, the unspoken expectations. But escape, she was learning, often came with its own kind of disquiet. Amelia glanced at the clock on the mantlepiece. 1:17 AM. Sleep was an elusive visitor tonight. The wind kept carrying strange sounds – a mournful sigh, a low rumble, the skittering of something small across the roof. She’d initially dismissed them as the house settling, but the uneasy feeling in her stomach persisted. Sighing, she placed the mug on the worn wooden table. Maybe a walk would help. The idea was illogical, probably unwise, but the stillness of the cottage was starting to suffocate her. Pulling on her thick wool coat and boots, she cautiously opened the front door. The air was sharp and cold, biting at her exposed skin. The moon, a sliver of silver in the inky sky, offered little illumination. Armed with only the faint beam of her phone’s flashlight, she stepped onto the overgrown path leading away from the cottage. The wind whipped around her, carrying the scent of damp earth and decaying leaves. Each rustle, each snap of a twig under her boots, made her heart pound in her chest. She wasn't sure where she was going, just that she needed to move. She walked for what felt like an eternity, the world around her a tapestry of shadows. Then, she saw it – a faint glow emanating from a small, overgrown copse of trees. Curiosity trumped her fear. Pushing aside branches, she found a clearing. In the center, nestled amongst the tangled roots of an ancient oak, was a small fire. Not a roaring blaze, but a gentle, flickering ember that pulsed with a warm, golden light. And beside it, huddled in a worn, patched blanket, sat an old woman. The woman looked up, her face a road map of wrinkles etched by time and weather. Her eyes, however, held a surprising depth and warmth. She offered Amelia a small, hesitant smile. “Lost, are you?” she rasped, her voice like dry leaves crunching underfoot. Amelia, surprised, could only nod. The woman patted the ground beside her. “Come, sit. The fire is a good friend on a night like this.” Amelia hesitantly approached, grateful for the unexpected invitation. She sat down, the warmth of the fire seeping into her chilled bones. They sat in comfortable silence for a while, the only sound the crackling fire and the whispering wind. Finally, Amelia spoke. “I…I don’t understand. Who are you?” The old woman chuckled, a soft, melodic sound. “Some call me the Keeper of the Wild. Others, just Agnes.” She gestured with her hand towards a small pouch lying at her feet. “I collect the lost things, the forgotten things. The things that have strayed.” She reached into the pouch and pulled out a smooth, grey stone. “See this? It was lost in the river, tumbled and worn, forgotten by the current. But now,” she said, holding it up to the firelight, “it's found.” Amelia looked at the stone, then at the woman, her heart suddenly lighter. She understood, on some level, what Agnes meant. She, too, had felt lost, tumbled around by the current of her life. She, too, had strayed from her path. Agnes smiled again, a knowing, gentle smile. “Sometimes, child,” she said, “being lost is the only way to find yourself.” The wind seemed to soften its howl, the shadows to recede. Amelia stayed with Agnes by the fire until dawn painted the sky in hues of pink and orange. Then, she rose, feeling strangely refreshed, strangely found. She thanked Agnes and made her way back to the cottage, the path feeling lighter beneath her feet. She never saw Agnes again, but the memory of that night, of the fire and the quiet wisdom of the Keeper of the Wild, stayed with her. It was a reminder that sometimes, the most unexpected places can be where you find yourself, and that even being lost can lead you home. And sometimes, a random night walk can be the start of a whole new chapter. |
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| Reply by: Papo at Jan 16, '25 02:50 | |
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Sat on a train that is a bit too warm, drink a coffee that is a bit too hot still. And sat in a chair that seems to be slightly the wrong level of recline, not reclined enough to actually comfortably lean back. But hey ho, at least they have bacon sandwiches |
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| Reply by: Lynchy at Jan 16, '25 07:03 | |
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Right this minute i am like always in the early morning enjoying my coffee and soon will be making some sandwiches for breakfast. It is always my best time of the day, it being still so quiet everywhere. |
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| Reply by: Cadhla at Jan 18, '25 07:53 | |
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Currently I have a youtube video running by GoodTimesWithScar, always good with a little bit of 'ermitcraft in your life. And also sitting here contemplating when I'll go back to playing some more minecraft myself :D |
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| Reply by: FishTheKitty at Jan 18, '25 13:58 | |
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| Waiting for a pickup for a work travel. It's going to be a long trip, I'll arrive at night. | |
| Reply by: Gidan_R at Jan 19, '25 17:00 | |
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What do I do at this moment. Of course drinking my first coffee and checking in here. And my brains are trying to work and thinking about what today will bring. |
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| Reply by: Cadhla at Jan 23, '25 05:43 | |
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Relaxing after a long night working in the factory, my feet and back hurts like crazy. What a night making chicken korma ready meals |
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| Reply by: Arianna at Jan 23, '25 08:57 | |
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i'm chilling right now on my chair in front of the notebook. I had a busy day at work, clients calling and asking for help, so i'm really looking forward to have a calm and silent night. |
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| Reply by: Martin at Jan 23, '25 22:16 | |
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Laying in bed checking in on Mafia on my phone. Tried to decide if I want to keep doing things today or just call it quits and start watching some movies and getting in my pajamas |
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| Reply by: Summer at Jan 24, '25 00:34 | |
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| Rise and grind, hustle mindset, hot yoga at 5.30AM, drank some blood at 6, shower and gut cleansing protein shake by 6.30, three hours of work between 6.30 and 7.30, kegels, eat a spoonful of salt, asleep by 8AM until tomorrow | |
| Reply by: BuckBurgerhouse at Jan 24, '25 09:29 | |
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Eating breakfast in bed after a long night in work, also putting a cold compress on my one knee after it pulled when I worked |
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| Reply by: Arianna at Jan 25, '25 09:23 | |
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Made some coffee for myself and a cup of tea for my wife. Its time to watch last stage of WRC. Fingers crossed for out boy O. Tänak and his team. |
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| Reply by: N-13 at Jan 26, '25 11:19 | |
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I just beat slay the spire for the first time in a while. I got it back when it was in alpha and it seams like the game has come a long way. I'm excited to see if I can beat it with some of the other classes now. I'd recommend this game to anyone who liked rougelikes. |
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| Reply by: MarvinDoo at Jan 26, '25 23:10 | |
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i'm listening to The Cure Album right now while playing the game. So i'm kinda relaxing after a busy and stressful monday! Hope It will be more calm tomorrow. |
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| Reply by: Martin at Jan 28, '25 01:31 | |
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good morning. today I am just going to see how the weather will be and then decide if i am going to take the puppy for a walk in some other surroundings then I normally do. |
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| Reply by: Cadhla at Jan 28, '25 05:53 | |
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I am sitting on my couch, with my dogs cuddled up next to me. I have my phone in my hand doom scrolling until I finally motivate myself to get up off the couch and do something a bit more productive! |
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| Reply by: Mistletoe at Jan 29, '25 00:32 | |
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I'm at work and wishing I was home playing Rebirth. It sucks getting older and having responsibilities. Plus the ticking clock that is your life seems to be running faster and faster each day. |
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| Reply by: Gio at Jan 29, '25 01:56 | |
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Drinking coffee. enjoying great conversation. It's pretty good stuff. |
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| Reply by: HansKieslowski at Jan 29, '25 02:04 | |
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