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2023.06.08 21:09 Mr-PFM [WTS] 1930's Sheaffer Balance Slim - Red Vein (Rare Color) - F Nib - Pen + Pencil Set - Restored - Near Mint w/ Original Box [B++] - $215
Timestamp + Photo Gallery
Paypal only. I ship fast (usually within 24 hours). Internationally shipping is available for an extra $20.
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Selling an early 1930's Sheaffer Balance Slim pen and pencil set.
The Sheaffer Balance was the first mass produced cigar shaped pen. Before it came out, nearly every pen on the market was cylindrical and had a flat top. It set the trend in 1929 when it first came out.
This particular Balance is in the much sought after Grey Marble w/ Red Vein.
Sheaffer made 2 Red Vein color variants (and didn't distinguish between, much to the frustration of collectors). One had the a more pale and grey celluloid color between the red veins and the other had a more beige tone. This set is made of the more beige tone.
The beige tone red vein celluloid was only used on the slim Balance and on the short / pocket size balance. It was never made into the full size Balance or oversize Balance pen.
It is the rarer of the Red Vein variants as was only offered in 2 sizes compared to 4.
The beige tone Red Vein is also impervious to crazing and celluloid decay, where as the silver tone variant is not and has been known to craze sometimes.
The slim is the same length as the Sheaffer Balance full size and oversize. It's just thinner. Kinda like how the Watermen 52 1/2 is the slim version of the Waterman 52.
Capped length is about 5.5 inches.
It has the short humped clip with the ball which means this pen was made between 1932 and 1935. It's an early Balance from before the striped celluloid models were released.
Nib is a very smooth F. It's firm but not a nail. Tipping is in perfect condition and I doubt it was used much considering the overall condition of the pen. See writing sample in the photos.
I've restored it with a brand new latex sac and it's functioning perfectly.
Comes with a matching mechanical pencil and original box.
[B++] Condition. Near perfect. Best one I've ever seen. A real collectors item. No scratches, no microscratches, no cracks. No brassing to the lever or cap band. One tiny speck of brassing on one of the sides of the ball on the clip you have to squint to see. No brassing on the rest of the clip. Imprint is perfect with the white stuff they rubbed on the letters in the Sheaffer factory still partially intact.
The pencil was likely used more than the pen as it has a tiny bit of plating wear on the tip where the lead comes out and a few light scratches to the metal cone there. The rest of it in the same condition as the pen. Pencil lead is included and retracts when you twist the top part of the pencil,
I'm listing it at $215 which is underpriced for this set in this condition. It should be closer to $250
If you check here the pencil alone is worth $80 and the pen is worth about double that.
Timestamp + Photo Gallery
Price w/ shipping: $215
submitted by Mr-PFM to Pen_Swap [link] [comments]
Paypal only. I ship fast (usually within 24 hours). Internationally shipping is available for an extra $20.
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Selling an early 1930's Sheaffer Balance Slim pen and pencil set.
The Sheaffer Balance was the first mass produced cigar shaped pen. Before it came out, nearly every pen on the market was cylindrical and had a flat top. It set the trend in 1929 when it first came out.
This particular Balance is in the much sought after Grey Marble w/ Red Vein.
Sheaffer made 2 Red Vein color variants (and didn't distinguish between, much to the frustration of collectors). One had the a more pale and grey celluloid color between the red veins and the other had a more beige tone. This set is made of the more beige tone.
The beige tone red vein celluloid was only used on the slim Balance and on the short / pocket size balance. It was never made into the full size Balance or oversize Balance pen.
It is the rarer of the Red Vein variants as was only offered in 2 sizes compared to 4.
The beige tone Red Vein is also impervious to crazing and celluloid decay, where as the silver tone variant is not and has been known to craze sometimes.
The slim is the same length as the Sheaffer Balance full size and oversize. It's just thinner. Kinda like how the Watermen 52 1/2 is the slim version of the Waterman 52.
Capped length is about 5.5 inches.
It has the short humped clip with the ball which means this pen was made between 1932 and 1935. It's an early Balance from before the striped celluloid models were released.
Nib is a very smooth F. It's firm but not a nail. Tipping is in perfect condition and I doubt it was used much considering the overall condition of the pen. See writing sample in the photos.
I've restored it with a brand new latex sac and it's functioning perfectly.
Comes with a matching mechanical pencil and original box.
[B++] Condition. Near perfect. Best one I've ever seen. A real collectors item. No scratches, no microscratches, no cracks. No brassing to the lever or cap band. One tiny speck of brassing on one of the sides of the ball on the clip you have to squint to see. No brassing on the rest of the clip. Imprint is perfect with the white stuff they rubbed on the letters in the Sheaffer factory still partially intact.
The pencil was likely used more than the pen as it has a tiny bit of plating wear on the tip where the lead comes out and a few light scratches to the metal cone there. The rest of it in the same condition as the pen. Pencil lead is included and retracts when you twist the top part of the pencil,
I'm listing it at $215 which is underpriced for this set in this condition. It should be closer to $250
If you check here the pencil alone is worth $80 and the pen is worth about double that.
Timestamp + Photo Gallery
Price w/ shipping: $215
2023.06.08 21:04 Asad_OG Intern UN vendor form question as a Brit
Kind of a follow up on my last question (still waiting on doctors, I should get it tomorrow as I have an appointment with my doctor anyway).
On my vendor form it asks for a "national ID" and "Tax Registration Number". As a Brit i'm kinda unsure what codes/id numbers I should use here as they're quite ambigious. I'm pretty sure I shouldn't put my national insurance number down, but I dont the code on my driving license counts either as a national ID. Does the passport number count here?
As for "Tax Reference Number", i'm pretty stumped. Sorry if i'm asking stupid questions. I should probably just ask the intern convenors, but i'm sure they would be stumped as well considering they're from New York.
Any help would be great, thanks.
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On my vendor form it asks for a "national ID" and "Tax Registration Number". As a Brit i'm kinda unsure what codes/id numbers I should use here as they're quite ambigious. I'm pretty sure I shouldn't put my national insurance number down, but I dont the code on my driving license counts either as a national ID. Does the passport number count here?
As for "Tax Reference Number", i'm pretty stumped. Sorry if i'm asking stupid questions. I should probably just ask the intern convenors, but i'm sure they would be stumped as well considering they're from New York.
Any help would be great, thanks.
2023.06.08 21:03 PostCEO Over 1200 Applications - I Must Be Doing Something Wrong?
Hello all Redditors, I'm a 2x CEO who was forced to close up shop in late parts of 2021 due to issues brought about by my partner whom had been doing nefarious things under our company name. My past companies were in biotech and intellectual property consulting. I have a bachelor's in mathematics from a fine school, and moved away from the area to a new place and have since got counseling for the absolutely insane story that ensued after discovering the wrong-doings mentioned and confronting the person. My partner was my father who held a lawyer and accounting license which is why I hadn't much thought he was capable of doing some of these things to people, let alone someone in his own family. Before that I worked developing companies from scratch and helping them achieve Pinksheets OTC status (have aided in more than 4 companies getting to this level) for public trading - preparing SEC form S-1's and advanced business plans including forecasting, industry statistics, and more. I also worked as Operations Manager for a solar company, lead information analyst and business developer at another agency, and my first job out of college was as a genetic sequencer for the AIDS genome working at the NCI (National Cancer Institute). Since moving, I've applied to LITERALLY over 1200 jobs on LinkedIn, Indeed, ZipRecruiter, and others, while also attempting to solicit jobs on Upwork and freelancer.com, all to no avail. I have gone to multiple job fairs, and had great interviews (3 of the 1200 jobs applied to). The area I live in has good prospects for engineers who have security clearances, but I am not applicable for security clearance because of a prescribed medication I take. I would like to be in a place where I feel comfortable starting another business, but at this point money is sparse and I need stable income. In the interviews I've had, the lower-level jobs tell me I'm far too over-qualified and some of the jobs I believed to be at my level want people who have been working specifically only in that job title for over 7 years (which seems obscene). I have been applying to statistics, data science, leadership roles, management, director, officer, and other positions, and I've gained huge experience since leaving my company in IT and software development, SEO, machine learning, and other essential tools for business development as well as becoming acquainted with cloud platforms, software languages, and data archetypes much more intensely. It is getting to a point after over a year without a position that I cannot reconcile why I am not able to get any responses and any time I ask for feedback, the recruiters say they don't have enough time to respond. I must be missing something because I've done everything suggested - from going to job fairs in person, to improving my skills in the meantime, to getting Harvard Course certifications, emailing recruiters directly, expanding my circle on LinkedIn and more. I'm more than halfway done with a mobile app I'm developing on Flutter for android and apple phones that I've been working on alone, and have two other company ideas that are generally in development, but will not be finished in the near future. It is becoming extremely disappointing after moving to a cheaper area already to have had no job the entire time. I've even posted tutoring services in the local area all over Facebook and so much more. I would prefer a remote position as it is something I'm more comfortable with, but have applied to in-person positions as well. Again, all I can conclude is I'm just missing something that other people understand, because countless days of research, performing quizzes for applications, and filling out job listing after job listing has left me with a feeling that seems personal at some level. I have googled my name and not found anything specific that would prevent me from getting a position either at or near the same level as before. I believe I'm extremely capable and apt to perform duties necessary for the jobs I apply to, but like I wrote as my title, I have to be doing something wrong in my process. Please advise.
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2023.06.08 21:03 TopCucumber6288 Okus obratnega inženiringa - naloga 2
 | Pozdravljeni, submitted by TopCucumber6288 to HackProtectSlo [link] [comments] pred vami je že naslednja naloga. Izvorna koda je dosegljiva na https://pastebin.com/zAGxF7um (geslo: slohackprotect). Priprava je enaka kot zadnjič pri nalogi 1. Naloga 1: LINK Obratni inženiring Podobno kot pri prvi nalogi začnemo s tem, da binarno datoteko example2 spustimo skozi program strings. Vendar za razliko od zadnjič na tak način ne dobimo ključa, zdi se da dobimo le posamezne delčke, ki jih je potrebno pravilno sestaviti skupaj. Analizo nadaljujemo z uporabo odprtokodnega orodja Ghidra (https://ghidra-sre.org/), s katerim bomo binarno datoteko pretvorili v nizkonivojski zbirni jezik (assembly). Le-to pa naprej v nek približek kode v Cju. Binarno datoteko uvozimo v Ghidro kot ELF datoteko. https://preview.redd.it/6l1it8869u4b1.png?width=796&format=png&auto=webp&s=432852e2f688dbabb111c60d0f1534f5e8918174 Nato dvakrat kliknemo nanjo, da jo odpremo v CodeBrowserju. Ta jo bo najprej analiziral in nam prikazal kodo v zbirniku. https://preview.redd.it/du8au70zau4b1.png?width=1271&format=png&auto=webp&s=b0ec2134eef6a78bfefd5b9d7bc89b0c08f74c5e V Sybom Tree razširimo Functions in dvakrat kliknemo na main. S tem bomo funkcijo main prikazali v decompilerju, ki nam bo prikazal približek kode v Cju. https://preview.redd.it/6b7w1fr6bu4b1.png?width=1271&format=png&auto=webp&s=f3bb88ade752a1f80bb3d7b08492d71d4332ba24 Sedaj decompailano kodo izboljšamo z dodajanjem komentarjev, preimenovanjem spremenljivk ter spreminjanjem tipov spremenljivk glede na smisel programa. https://preview.redd.it/gh5oyeidbu4b1.png?width=691&format=png&auto=webp&s=4340e4b43f83e9f016c4a64f6adb5f0184fc7f01 Namesto na detajle se osredotočimo na grob oris kode. Opazimo, da program iz različnih kosov sestavi skupaj niz license_key, ki ga nato primerja z našim vnosom. Sestavne dele niza izpišemo 0x7265707553 Geslo Varno 0x74736574Prvi in zadnji del pretvorimo po ASCII tabeli, pri tem si lahko pomagamo z https://gchq.github.io/CyberChef, kjer izberemo gradnik "From Hex", tako dobimo repuS Geslo Varno tsetOpazimo, da sta dela, ki smo jih dobili s pretvorbo po ASCII tabeli obrnjena ravno obratno. To je pričakovano, saj danes procesorji osebnih računalnikov delujejo po principu, da število v spomin zapišejo tako, da začnejo z manj pomembnimi bajti (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Endianness). Sedaj sestavimo celotno geslo SuperGesloVarnotest in z njim se lahko vpišemo v program. $ ./example2 Enter security key: SuperGesloVarnotest Access granted!Pri tej nalogi smo se naučili to, da se originalna imena spremenljivk v procesu prevajanja izgubijo ter da pri obratnem inženiringu dobimo točno kodo v zbirniku, višje pa le nek približek. Lep pozdrav! |
2023.06.08 20:57 BigDudeAndHotFood When you order EXTREME SPICY LVL 5 Red Curry!
 | Big Dude tries Thai Spicy with Chicken EXTREME SPICY Level and almost can't stop coughing. submitted by BigDudeAndHotFood to youtubepromotion [link] [comments] Stir fried in red curry paste with broccoli, carrot, mushroom, bamboo, celery, snow peas and cabbage, served with rice From Tong's Thai in Milford Ohio https://www.tongsthai-milford.com/ thai #thaispicy #spicycurry #stirfried #redcurryThai #ThaiSpicy #ThaiCuisine #ThaiFood #Entree #ThaiEntree #Spicy #Curry #RedCurry #CurryPaste #StirFried #Broccoli #Carrot #Mushroom #Bamboo #Celery #SnowPeas #Cabbage #vegetables #Rice #FriedRice #TongsThai #Milford #Ohio #ExtremeSpicy #Level5 #Coughing #ExtremeHeat #SpiciestCurry #SpicyPeppers #HeatHeads #ThaiTakeout #DeliveryFood #,AsianFood #AsianCuisine #Thailand, #spicyfoods #extreme #whiff #Pepper #HotPepper #Food #delicious #StirFry #StirFriedBig Dude And Hot Food showcases the hottest sauces and foods I can find; as well as any other interesting topics. Check back for new episodes frequently.Please Like, Share, Subscribe, Follow & Comment! https://www.youtube.com/@bigdudeandhotfood?sub_confirmation=1 TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@bigdudeandhotfood Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/bigdudeandhotfood/ Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/BigDudeAndHotFood/ Twitter: https://twitter.com/BigDudeNHotFood Twitch: https://www.twitch.tv/bigdudeandhotfood Flame Illustrations: FreeVector.com Music: "Funkorama" Kevin MacLeod (incompetech.com)Licensed under Creative Commons: By Attribution 4.0 Licensehttp://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/ |
2023.06.08 20:56 PostCEO Over 1200 Applications - I Must Be Doing Something Wrong?
Hello all Redditors, I'm a 2x CEO who was forced to close up shop in late parts of 2021 due to issues brought about by my partner whom had been doing nefarious things under our company name. My past companies were in biotech and intellectual property consulting. I have a bachelor's in mathematics from a fine school, and moved away from the area to a new place and have since got counseling for the absolutely insane story that ensued after discovering the wrong-doings mentioned and confronting the person. My partner was my father who held a lawyer and accounting license which is why I hadn't much thought he was capable of doing some of these things to people, let alone someone in his own family. Before that I worked developing companies from scratch and helping them achieve Pinksheets OTC status (have aided in more than 4 companies getting to this level) for public trading - preparing SEC form S-1's and advanced business plans including forecasting, industry statistics, and more. I also worked as Operations Manager for a solar company, lead information analyst and business developer at another agency, and my first job out of college was as a genetic sequencer for the AIDS genome working at the NCI (National Cancer Institute). Since moving, I've applied to LITERALLY over 1200 jobs on LinkedIn, Indeed, ZipRecruiter, and others, while also attempting to solicit jobs on Upwork and freelancer.com, all to no avail. I have gone to multiple job fairs, and had great interviews (3 of the 1200 jobs applied to). The area I live in has good prospects for engineers who have security clearances, but I am not applicable for security clearance because of a prescribed medication I take. I would like to be in a place where I feel comfortable starting another business, but at this point money is sparse and I need stable income. In the interviews I've had, the lower-level jobs tell me I'm far too over-qualified and some of the jobs I believed to be at my level want people who have been working specifically only in that job title for over 7 years (which seems obscene). I have been applying to statistics, data science, leadership roles, management, director, officer, and other positions, and I've gained huge experience since leaving my company in IT and software development, SEO, machine learning, and other essential tools for business development as well as becoming acquainted with cloud platforms, software languages, and data archetypes much more intensely. It is getting to a point after over a year without a position that I cannot reconcile why I am not able to get any responses and any time I ask for feedback, the recruiters say they don't have enough time to respond. I must be missing something because I've done everything suggested - from going to job fairs in person, to improving my skills in the meantime, to getting Harvard Course certifications, emailing recruiters directly, expanding my circle on LinkedIn and more. I'm more than halfway done with a mobile app I'm developing on Flutter for android and apple phones that I've been working on alone, and have two other company ideas that are generally in development, but will not be finished in the near future. It is becoming extremely disappointing after moving to a cheaper area already to have had no job the entire time. I've even posted tutoring services in the local area all over Facebook and so much more. I would prefer a remote position as it is something I'm more comfortable with, but have applied to in-person positions as well. Again, all I can conclude is I'm just missing something that other people understand, because countless days of research, performing quizzes for applications, and filling out job listing after job listing has left me with a feeling that seems personal at some level. I have googled my name and not found anything specific that would prevent me from getting a position either at or near the same level as before. I believe I'm extremely capable and apt to perform duties necessary for the jobs I apply to, but like I wrote as my title, I have to be doing something wrong in my process. Please advise.
submitted by PostCEO to careerguidance [link] [comments]
2023.06.08 20:55 GeeEyeEff AI Is The Future
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2023.06.08 20:54 PostCEO Over 1200 Applications - I Must Be Doing Something Wrong?
Hello all Redditors, I'm a 2x CEO who was forced to close up shop in late parts of 2021 due to issues brought about by my partner whom had been doing nefarious things under our company name. My past companies were in biotech and intellectual property consulting. I have a bachelor's in mathematics from a fine school, and moved away from the area to a new place and have since got counseling for the absolutely insane story that ensued after discovering the wrong-doings mentioned and confronting the person. My partner was my father who held a lawyer and accounting license which is why I hadn't much thought he was capable of doing some of these things to people, let alone someone in his own family. Before that I worked developing companies from scratch and helping them achieve Pinksheets OTC status (have aided in more than 4 companies getting to this level) for public trading - preparing SEC form S-1's and advanced business plans including forecasting, industry statistics, and more. I also worked as Operations Manager for a solar company, lead information analyst and business developer at another agency, and my first job out of college was as a genetic sequencer for the AIDS genome working at the NCI (National Cancer Institute). Since moving, I've applied to LITERALLY over 1200 jobs on LinkedIn, Indeed, ZipRecruiter, and others, while also attempting to solicit jobs on Upwork and freelancer.com, all to no avail. I have gone to multiple job fairs, and had great interviews (3 of the 1200 jobs applied to). The area I live in has good prospects for engineers who have security clearances, but I am not applicable for security clearance because of a prescribed medication I take. I would like to be in a place where I feel comfortable starting another business, but at this point money is sparse and I need stable income. In the interviews I've had, the lower-level jobs tell me I'm far too over-qualified and some of the jobs I believed to be at my level want people who have been working specifically only in that job title for over 7 years (which seems obscene). I have been applying to statistics, data science, leadership roles, management, director, officer, and other positions, and I've gained huge experience since leaving my company in IT and software development, SEO, machine learning, and other essential tools for business development as well as becoming acquainted with cloud platforms, software languages, and data archetypes much more intensely. It is getting to a point after over a year without a position that I cannot reconcile why I am not able to get any responses and any time I ask for feedback, the recruiters say they don't have enough time to respond. I must be missing something because I've done everything suggested - from going to job fairs in person, to improving my skills in the meantime, to getting Harvard Course certifications, emailing recruiters directly, expanding my circle on LinkedIn and more. I'm more than halfway done with a mobile app I'm developing on Flutter for android and apple phones that I've been working on alone, and have two other company ideas that are generally in development, but will not be finished in the near future. It is becoming extremely disappointing after moving to a cheaper area already to have had no job the entire time. I've even posted tutoring services in the local area all over Facebook and so much more. I would prefer a remote position as it is something I'm more comfortable with, but have applied to in-person positions as well. Again, all I can conclude is I'm just missing something that other people understand, because countless days of research, performing quizzes for applications, and filling out job listing after job listing has left me with a feeling that seems personal at some level. I have googled my name and not found anything specific that would prevent me from getting a position either at or near the same level as before. I believe I'm extremely capable and apt to perform duties necessary for the jobs I apply to, but like I wrote as my title, I have to be doing something wrong in my process. Please advise.
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2023.06.08 20:54 billie_pepper Is it too soon to be applying for jobs?
TLDR; does switching jobs every 3 to 6 months look bad ?
I work in the legal field currently as a legal assistant while I wait to become a licensed paralegal.
How soon is it too soon to apply to a new job? I worked somewhere for about six months than applied somewhere else got a new job with a higher salary.
I’ve been here for about three months and I have recently been thinking about applying again to more jobs I have experience in the area of practice.
But I wonder what does it look bad to be job hopping. If I am applying to jobs, I will be applying to jobs that are closer to where I live with a higher salary. Currently I work about an hour out in the jobs would be applying for about 10 minutes from where I live with a higher salary.
submitted by billie_pepper to jobs [link] [comments]
I work in the legal field currently as a legal assistant while I wait to become a licensed paralegal.
How soon is it too soon to apply to a new job? I worked somewhere for about six months than applied somewhere else got a new job with a higher salary.
I’ve been here for about three months and I have recently been thinking about applying again to more jobs I have experience in the area of practice.
But I wonder what does it look bad to be job hopping. If I am applying to jobs, I will be applying to jobs that are closer to where I live with a higher salary. Currently I work about an hour out in the jobs would be applying for about 10 minutes from where I live with a higher salary.
2023.06.08 20:54 theunbotheredfather A Comprehensive Guide to Talking to Kids about Death [OC]
![A Comprehensive Guide to Talking to Kids about Death [OC]](https://b.thumbs.redditmedia.com/-j7e77jptNd-2TkvmGctVbZDWcN-TT_f9hGsueKWtHE.jpg "A Comprehensive Guide to Talking to Kids about Death [OC]") | We dads will all at some point have questions about how to best guide our kids through a season of grief in the wake of a loved one's death. With backgrounds in both law enforcement and hospital chaplaincy, I have some footing here. However, foreseeing the need with Sprocket and Tater in the not-so-distant future, I wanted to make a more comprehensive resource for myself and for fellow dads than I could have managed myself - so I collaborated with a licensed pediatric crisis counselor to do it. submitted by theunbotheredfather to daddit [link] [comments] We pulled out the stops and co-authored a 10,000+ word guide covering every aspect of the grieving process, including discussing death more generally before one touches your child, breaking the news of a loved one's death, issues to do with funerals and memorials, and helping your child through fresh stages of grief in years going forward as they hit new developmental milestones. It's formatted in such a way it won't translate here, but I've made an infographic that's more readily digestible in this format. I hope the material helps some of you craft this important conversation in the life of your family. For anybody this immediately applies to, you have my heartfelt condolences - and should you have other questions, please don't hesitate to reach out directly. Have a safe and blessed weekend, everyone. https://preview.redd.it/0cyi8mkqau4b1.png?width=800&format=png&auto=webp&s=dcd661696e962179f2125bd10c7f1ab603030adc |
2023.06.08 20:54 Jconnor35 Need help navigating the DMV
So I lost my out of state license so I have to go get a new Illinois one specifically so I can get a moving truck to move next week. I was hoping someone here would know what the vision test was so I can be prepared for it. My right eye has less than perfect vision and I don’t want to run into any problems as I need to have the license on quick turnaround for my move.
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2023.06.08 20:52 Mr-PFM [WTS] VINTAGE • 1930's Celluloid Waterman 3V (Pocket Pen) - Black Pearl - Fine Flex Nib - Restored - [C] $95
Photo Gallery & Writing Sample
Paypal only. I ship fast (usually within 24 hours). Internationally shipping is available for an extra $20.
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Waterman 3V Black Pearl - Flex F Nib - Restored - [C]
Selling a Waterman 3V. The V means vest. It's a short aka pocket size pen.
The pen is 4.25 inches capped and becomes 5.25 inches when posted.
This pen uses the same exact nibs as the Waterman 52 which everyone goes nuts over. The #3 model was released in 1936. It was originally called the #32 (released in 1932) though Waterman renamed it to the #3 in 1936 when they released the #92.
It's basically a celluloid Waterman 52v.
The only difference between the 52v and a 3v is the material and the clip design. The thickness of the barrel and grip section are identical as well as the overall dimensions of the pen.
This color is called Black Pearl or Black Pearl with red specks.
This color doesn't craze or rot so don't worry about celluloid decay.
You can use pretty much any ink color in it. I personally stick to Diamine, J Herbin, Aurora, Pelikan, Waterman, Sheaffer and Parker for vintage pens.
The nib is a highly flexible Fine as you can see in the writing sample photo. Grip section is made of ebonite as is the feed. Writes smooth without any issues.
Fully restored and working perfectly. It's got a brand new latex sac which I just installed.
[C] condition due to missing part of the clip. Only the top part of the clip that's on the cap is still there. I polished the rough edges away with micromesh so what's left is smooth and can function as a roll stop.
No brassing or plating wear on the lever or lever box. Very light brassing on the edges of the top part of clip section that remains. No brassing on the cap band. No cracks or serious scratches. Some microscatches on the bottom of the barrel (no bite marks).
The pen is personalized Helen E Glass slightly above the crisp Waterman Ideal imprint.
Priced very low for restored Waterman with a flex nib due to being personalized and the missing clip.
Photo Gallery & Writing Sample
Price w/ US shipping: $95
If it doesn't say PENDING or SOLD above, it's still available.
submitted by Mr-PFM to Pen_Swap [link] [comments]
Paypal only. I ship fast (usually within 24 hours). Internationally shipping is available for an extra $20.
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Waterman 3V Black Pearl - Flex F Nib - Restored - [C]
Selling a Waterman 3V. The V means vest. It's a short aka pocket size pen.
The pen is 4.25 inches capped and becomes 5.25 inches when posted.
This pen uses the same exact nibs as the Waterman 52 which everyone goes nuts over. The #3 model was released in 1936. It was originally called the #32 (released in 1932) though Waterman renamed it to the #3 in 1936 when they released the #92.
It's basically a celluloid Waterman 52v.
The only difference between the 52v and a 3v is the material and the clip design. The thickness of the barrel and grip section are identical as well as the overall dimensions of the pen.
This color is called Black Pearl or Black Pearl with red specks.
This color doesn't craze or rot so don't worry about celluloid decay.
You can use pretty much any ink color in it. I personally stick to Diamine, J Herbin, Aurora, Pelikan, Waterman, Sheaffer and Parker for vintage pens.
The nib is a highly flexible Fine as you can see in the writing sample photo. Grip section is made of ebonite as is the feed. Writes smooth without any issues.
Fully restored and working perfectly. It's got a brand new latex sac which I just installed.
[C] condition due to missing part of the clip. Only the top part of the clip that's on the cap is still there. I polished the rough edges away with micromesh so what's left is smooth and can function as a roll stop.
No brassing or plating wear on the lever or lever box. Very light brassing on the edges of the top part of clip section that remains. No brassing on the cap band. No cracks or serious scratches. Some microscatches on the bottom of the barrel (no bite marks).
The pen is personalized Helen E Glass slightly above the crisp Waterman Ideal imprint.
Priced very low for restored Waterman with a flex nib due to being personalized and the missing clip.
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Price w/ US shipping: $95
If it doesn't say PENDING or SOLD above, it's still available.
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2023.06.08 20:44 wisconsinpoli New legislation could remove licensing requirements for school district administrators
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2023.06.08 20:44 Mr-PFM [WTS] VINTAGE • 1930's Celluloid Waterman 92V (Pocket Pen) - Red & Bronze (Rare Color) - Fine Flex Nib - Restored - [C] $120
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Waterman 92V Red Gold / Red & Bronze - Flex F Nib - Restored - [C]
Selling a Waterman 92V. The V means it's short aka pocket pen size.
The pen is 4.25 inches capped and becomes 5.25 inches when posted.
This pen uses the same exact nibs as the Waterman 52 which everyone goes nuts over. The 92 model was released in 1936 as Waterman transitioned from hard rubber to celluloid.
It's basically a celluloid Waterman 52v.
The only difference between the 52v and a 92v is the material and the clip design. The thickness of the barrel and grip section are identical as well as the overall dimensions of the pen.
The 92 was the more expensive & premium pen in waterman's celluloid lineup. It came in more exotic celluloid colors than the more economy line #3 and #32 models (though they all used the same nibs).
Red & Bronze is one of the rarer celluloid colors Waterman used. There's also a blue and gold version called Turquoise which is considered the rarest.
This color doesn't craze or rot so don't worry about celluloid decay.
You can use pretty much any ink color in it. I personally stick to Diamine, J Herbin, Aurora, Pelikan, Waterman, Sheaffer and Parker for vintage pens.
The nib is a highly flexible Fine with stubbish tipping as you can see in the writing sample photo. Grip section is made of ebonite as is the feed. Writes smooth without any issues.
Fully restored and working perfectly. It's got a brand new latex sac which I just installed this month.
[C] condition due to missing part of the clip. Only the top part of the clip that's on the cap is still there. I polished the rough edges away with micromesh so what's left is smooth and can function as a roll stop.
Other than this the only other cosmetic flaw is some plating wear on the lever but not the lever box. No plating wear to the top of the cap. Tiny bit of plating wear to the cap band but you kinda need to shine a light on it to see that.
No cracks or noticeable scratches. There's a small scruff on the cap where the ball of the former clip used to rub against the celluloid but that's it. Waterman imprint is crisp and the nib has zero damage and perfect tipping.
Priced very reasonably for restored Waterman with a flex nib. If this pen a clip I'd be listing it for $195 .
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Price w/ US shipping: $120
If it doesn't say PENDING or SOLD above, it's still available.
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Waterman 92V Red Gold / Red & Bronze - Flex F Nib - Restored - [C]
Selling a Waterman 92V. The V means it's short aka pocket pen size.
The pen is 4.25 inches capped and becomes 5.25 inches when posted.
This pen uses the same exact nibs as the Waterman 52 which everyone goes nuts over. The 92 model was released in 1936 as Waterman transitioned from hard rubber to celluloid.
It's basically a celluloid Waterman 52v.
The only difference between the 52v and a 92v is the material and the clip design. The thickness of the barrel and grip section are identical as well as the overall dimensions of the pen.
The 92 was the more expensive & premium pen in waterman's celluloid lineup. It came in more exotic celluloid colors than the more economy line #3 and #32 models (though they all used the same nibs).
Red & Bronze is one of the rarer celluloid colors Waterman used. There's also a blue and gold version called Turquoise which is considered the rarest.
This color doesn't craze or rot so don't worry about celluloid decay.
You can use pretty much any ink color in it. I personally stick to Diamine, J Herbin, Aurora, Pelikan, Waterman, Sheaffer and Parker for vintage pens.
The nib is a highly flexible Fine with stubbish tipping as you can see in the writing sample photo. Grip section is made of ebonite as is the feed. Writes smooth without any issues.
Fully restored and working perfectly. It's got a brand new latex sac which I just installed this month.
[C] condition due to missing part of the clip. Only the top part of the clip that's on the cap is still there. I polished the rough edges away with micromesh so what's left is smooth and can function as a roll stop.
Other than this the only other cosmetic flaw is some plating wear on the lever but not the lever box. No plating wear to the top of the cap. Tiny bit of plating wear to the cap band but you kinda need to shine a light on it to see that.
No cracks or noticeable scratches. There's a small scruff on the cap where the ball of the former clip used to rub against the celluloid but that's it. Waterman imprint is crisp and the nib has zero damage and perfect tipping.
Priced very reasonably for restored Waterman with a flex nib. If this pen a clip I'd be listing it for $195 .
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Price w/ US shipping: $120
If it doesn't say PENDING or SOLD above, it's still available.
2023.06.08 20:43 EnvironmentCorrect29 Warning for people trying to renew CA drivers license.
https://www.dmv.ca.gov/portal/driver-licenses-identification-cards/driver-license-id-card-online-renewal/
"Renew, but am ineligible to renew online" will take you to the page to get a new license, not renew. I missed that and ended up wasting money. I had to wait for a form asking me to renew it before applying (sent about 4 months before it expires)
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2023.06.08 20:41 Mista9000 Perfectly Safe Demons -Ch 14- Bruised and cheerful
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Rosifo Girtwoud woke up feeling sore and exhausted. He slept well, but never as long as he’d have liked. He could hear his roommates moving around and getting ready for their days. Sitting up in bed, he stretched and took stock. His new job was physically demanding, but it was the best job he’d ever had. By a lot. He loved having his own room in a nice place, all thanks to his generous new salary! He could even afford to eat as much as he wanted, a luxury he’d not even dreamed was possible. Last night he ate three helpings of honey glazed pork at the pub! Still clumsy from sleep, Ros shrugged on a tunic and clean slacks, pausing for a second to appreciate the lordly quality of the garments. He still couldn’t believe he owned such nice things, and the Chief just gave it to him! Well, everyone got a few, but that didn’t make it any less special. Ros put on his belt as he went downstairs to the kitchen, where a few of his roommates were eating breakfast and the landlady was pulling some fresh buns out of the wood fired oven.
“Hey there’s the champ now!” called out Rikad, his housemate and co-worker.
“Heh, there are some perks to being the lightest guy on the squad!” Ros replied, referring to the agility drill he had won at work yesterday. Three days a week of training was by far the hardest part of the job, being trained by the Chief was like weathering a storm. Terrifying and dangerous, but something you could be proud of surviving. The other three days a week they worked were a holiday in comparison. Sitting on carts and standing by warehouses was easy.
Ros devoured his huge bowl of sweetened oats and then three buttered fresh buns. Pushing back from the long table with a satisfied sigh, he got up to leave for work with Rikad. The spring morning air was brisk, and they made sure to stay out of the way of loaded carts and riders that zipped by on the narrow cobblestone streets.
“What do you reckon the Chief will have us do today?” Rikad asked.
Ros snorted, “Quit embarrassing ourselves and pick up the pace?”
“Hah! That’s hardly a guess! I liked the knife throwing we did a few weeks ago, that was fun. I hope it’s not all runs and drills, I’m still aching from yesterday,” Rikad said.
“Yeah, I like combat drills. Other than when I have to spar with the Chief. He’s like a mountain that’s fast. I think the day I get a point on him, I’ll buy the whole team a beer!” Ros motioned a lunging jab as they walked.
“We’ll be too old to drink by then!” Rikad teased.
They were in for a typical training routine, a morning lecture on tactics and formations, some solo weapon drills, a short run, then a hearty lunch delivered from the nearby deli. Other days they just called a food cart into the yard with them, but Ros liked the deli lunches better. Also the novelty of someone else buying his lunches was thrilling. Ros assumed that this must be how pretty girls felt all the time. Maybe less sore and less yelled at. But maybe not.
The real highlight of the day was Ros got to see the owner of the whole company when he came out to observe their exercises. Ros hadn’t seen a real lord up close before he started at Pandemonium, and he thought it was one of the biggest perks. Mostly he looked like a tired doctor or shopkeeper, but Ros wasn’t disappointed. He had a nobility of his bearing, clarity in his eyes and an aura of authority. Even the Chief changed when he was around him! Seeing the him defer to anyone spoke volumes to their importance. Not only was he the lord of a whole company, he was also a mage! They were super rare even before the Church started purging all those heresies in their College of Magic, but now he wasn’t even sure there were any in the city!
“Agility drills are done! Imma talk to Mage Thippily, so you lot do some king of the hill sparring; Sword ‘n board! Ros and Kedril start!” boomed Chief of Security Stanisk.
Ros staggered exhaustedly to the equipment racks to get an arming jacket, leather helm, training sword and shield.
“Mage Thippliy is watching,” he whispered reverentially to himself as he geared up.
“Mind your tone or he’ll turn you into a turnip!” called Rikad.
Kedril grinned, “Hah, He’ll turn you into a turnip, Rik. He’ll just look at Ros and see his work is already done!”
Ros used to despise Kedril. He embodied everything Ros had yearned to become: handsome, confident, affluent, and sharp-witted. The team's dynamic was confrontational, rife with competition; they raced, fought, and scored against one another all day, three days a week. It had taken Ros a while to grasp that they were, in fact, a team. Kedril, infuriatingly attractive, devoted time to helping Ros in a few drills last week and offered valuable advice. So, albeit begrudgingly, Ros began to admire him. Kedril was older by a few years, substantially larger, and appeared to be one of the few who already had some training in arms. The prospect of sparring with him didn’t excite Ros.
Fresh from drills and immediately thrown into sparring, sweat trickled into Ros's eyes. The sting impaired his vision. He repeated to himself, 'Elbows in, shield up, tip forward, hips back,’ partially to fix his stance, partially to focus. Kedril was typically in better shape than him, but now appeared even more worn out. His guard was lax and messy, creating a gaping opening. Ros seized the opportunity and struck with a swift, precise jab. In the fleeting instant the jab took, Kedril's shield snapped into position, and his tip dealt a solid blow to Ros's ribs just beneath his sword arm. It was a feint - a brilliantly executed display of weakness where he was most prepared, exactly the tactic Stanisk had explained yesterday.
“Mashed Turnip!” Kedril shouted to the cheers of the others.
“Ros! You lost because your stance is awful! Keep lower! Coiled spring, lad!” the Chief shouted from across the yard.
Ros raised his hands over his head to cede the point and sat at the end of the bench. He hated losing, but he had expected to lose. He gratefully grabbed a cup of water and watched Kedril make short work of a few more challengers. It seemed like they were picking on him, but Ros was coming to understand they were also bonding with him, and these might be the closest friends he’d ever had. Not that it was a high bar, and he didn’t like all of them, but they had his back, and that meant a lot. Finally Jourgun, the biggest lad on the team, tore into Kedril with so much energy and fury that no amount of clever tactics could stop him. Even though he knew these were his friends, seeing Kedril getting bashed in the face with a shield was almost as good as seeing a real mage!
One thing Ros appreciated about training days was that they were shorter. After the sparring, Stanisk pulled aside Kedril and Jourgun for additional work, and dismissed the rest of the men. Ros trailed behind some of his newfound friends to a peculiar place where one would sit, fully naked, in a steam-filled room, all for two glucks.
“This is a sex thing, right?” Ros asked Rikad cautiously.
“What?! Light, no! It’s to relax and heal," Rikad explained. "They place herbs on hot rocks, we sit there, sweat, and breathe in the steam. It’s excellent, you’ll love it!”
“Sounds like we’re all naked and sweaty, though?” Ros remained convinced this was some intimate activity he wasn’t fully grasping. Rikad rolled his eyes and even paid Ros’s entry fee.
Inside the dim, tiled room was surprisingly comfortable. The steam smelled slightly of herbs and medicine, and it was so thick he couldn’t even see the far wall. A quick survey of the others revealed they were just as covered in bruises as he was, which gave Ros a fresh sense of camaraderie. They towelled off, dressed, drank some cold water, and left the strange business without any hint of the carnal encounter Ros had suspected. Despite his lingering confusion about the whole place, Ros liked it and wanted to come back. He appreciated his squadmates not making a single steamed turnip joke. He was hoping that didn’t stick as a nickname, he felt it didn’t remotely suit him.
After the steam, their muscles relaxed and the day's tension eased away. Ros and Rikad were starving. It had been hours since lunch, so they headed to a nearby tavern for drinks and dinner. Being able to simply enjoy food and drink without concern for the price was an intoxicatingly fresh experience. In fact, Ros enjoyed this newfound freedom even more than the meal itself.
After a huge dinner and a few beers Ros paused, and opened up a little.
"Did you know this is the pub where I talked the Chief into hiring me?"
"Really? To be honest, I've always wondered about that. No offence, but you're a lot smaller than the rest of us." Rikad pushed away his empty plate, taking a long drink of his beer.
"Yeah, I saw the Chief in here, dressed like a shining champion, buying ladies drinks and rounds for the whole bar. He was so confident and kind and relaxed. But also obviously dangerous. I’d never seen anyone like him!" Ros gestured to the tavern maid for a refill. "I must have been a sight. My clothes were more patch than original cloth, I was so skinny you could've counted my ribs through a sweater. Not that I had sweater money!" Ros reflected on the lean muscle he'd gained in recent months with inward satisfaction.
"Did the Chief take you for a beggar?"
Ros bristled at the suggestion. "Hell no! I've never begged in my life, I've always earned my keep!" his brief flare of indignation faded immediately. "No, he thought I was a refugee, from some starving backwater. Of course, I corrected him—after he bought me dinner!"
"Hah! The proper sequence," Rikad agreed, laughing.
"Anyway, he asked about my plans. I told him I was waiting till I was eighteen to join the army and serve the Emperor."
"You've certainly filled out since I met you, but I'm not sure you'd pass the army physical even now," Rikad cautiously speculated.
"The Chief was blunter about it. 'Yer so scrawny, a necromancer would find ya offputting, the army ain't gonna waste rations on ya.'" Ros imitated Stanisk’s gruff rural northerner accent.
"Hah! That sounds about right. Which makes your wearing company purple less clear than ever!" Rikad replied.
"Well, he asked if I knew my way around the city. I said I've tread every cobblestone here, so he offered me a job running letters and picking up parcels. Better work than sweeping alleys for a half-gluck and stale bread. I figured a fancy man like him would pay alright."
The waitress finally brought the next round, and Ros paused to take a long drink. Setting his mug down, he continued. "I walked into the Chief's office, and there he was behind that tiny desk with his book and quill. He looked like a cave troll trying to be a librarian. But I wasn't gonna laugh—it was still the Chief. He said, 'We don’t got a lot for now but I’ll give you a list in the morning, and see that it gets done.' I said ain’t fancy, I don’t know how to read! He didn't lose his cool. He simply nodded and said, 'Alright, just report to me in the morning, and we’ll get you started.' Oh, and he warned me never to speak to the Mage unless spoken to, which suited me fine."
Ros took another drink of his beer, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and continued. "I was hoping for five gee a day. I’d probably have done it for a lone gluck, to be honest. So imagine my shock when he apologised that he could only offer me twenty glucks a day!"
"Where were you living, that five would've been enough?" Rikad asked, curious.
Ros, slightly flushed from the beer, leaned forward. "Under a bloody hedge!" He burst into laughter at his own expense.
"That's rough man," Rikad commented, shaking his head.
Ros nodded. "It was, but it's behind me now. After a month or so of running errands, the Chief finally let me join the crew he was training. That's how I ended up a part of the elite guard of a learned lord mage."
Rikad, his face ruddy, pointed his finger at Ros’s chest. "It’s your attitude! You always train the hardest. It’s changed the whole team's tone."
Ros nodded again, serious. "I gotta! The fifteen hundred gee I make every month now is probably more than I did in the last decade. Total! I bet we make as much as a knight commander does leading a thousand soldiers!"
Rikad looked at him suspiciously. "Wait, a decade? Aren't you still a teenager?"
Ros shrugged. "It's been a long, hard time. Anyway, I know I promised to go to see that folk band with you tonight, but I'm spent. I think I might call it an early night." He finished the beer in two long gulps and stood up.
"I get it. Besides, tomorrow's Sunday. We can finally sleep in!" Rikad pointed out.
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Ros woke to a frantic pounding on his bedroom door. It was still dark out.
“Go away! Keep it down! You’ll wake the whole house!” Ros grumbled, mostly asleep.
“Come on man! Emergency meeting at the training yard. We gotta go now!” Rikad hoarsely whispered.
“Ah, that’s not good!” Ros threw on some clothes and headed out the door with his friend.
“Think it has something to do with what Kedril and Jourgun were doing after work?” Ros asked.
“Maybe? That was hours and hours ago, and those guys are great, and they were with the Chief,” Rikad countered.
They jogged through the mostly empty streets. The moons were behind clouds, and the dew made the cobblestones slick. The faint flickering of their leviathan oil lamp cast strange shadows in the foggy night. The city felt on edge, too many people on the streets in the middle of the night, whispering. A few times Ros thought he heard something about thunder and demons, which did nothing to calm his growing panic.
“What if something happened to Mage Thippily? Are we all unemployed now?” Ros asked, knowing Rikad knew as much as he did.
“What is the business we guard? Something to do with magically formed super secret goods that no one was allowed to talk about. I think? I should have asked,” Rikad lamented.
Finally they made it to the yard, and Kedril was standing at the gate, torch held aloft.
“Good lads! Go into the workshop and take a seat. The Chief has some tea on.” Kedril’s voice was as calm and steady as ever, but his face was pale and drawn, and his eyes never focused on them, just scanned the night intently.
“Inside? Are you sure?” Ros had never gone inside; that was the single biggest rule.
Kedril just nodded. Ros and Rikad looked at each other for courage and moved forward. The big yard door to the workshop opened a crack, and warm light was spilling out. Rikad motioned Ros to go first, and he poked his head in, fully expecting to lose it.
“Oy, is that Ros? Git your scrawny ass in here,” Chief Stanisk rumbled.
The two men felt like flies exploring a web, but inside was surprisingly normal. Five other guards were already there, and the room was a lot like any other workshop. It had planked floors, shelves and tables and one corner was even converted into a kitchen. There were a few simple stools set up, and two incredibly luxurious loungers. Like everyone else, Ros and Rikad took a stool. The Chief gestured to a kettle and mugs for the tea, but no one seemed interested.
“What’s happening, is everyone okay?” Ros finally asked.
“Short answer is yes, for now.” Stanisk said calmly. “We’ll give the other lads a few minutes to get here, then I’ll explain.”
“Holy light, sir! You aren’t wearing your armour!” This unsettled Ros more than anything he’d seen all night, it was like seeing a bear shaved. Chief was just sitting there in trousers and a shirt, sipping tea. He’d never seen the Chief without armour.
“Needs cleaned,” he answered cryptically.
Follow up questions were interrupted by the rest of the men arriving, followed by Kedril and then Jourgun, who must have been watching the far gate.
“Alright, gather round, at ease.” Stanisk started. He looked relaxed which was probably a good sign.
“You lot were hired to protect the interests of our operations. There was an attempt on Mage Thippliy’s life tonight, at his meeting. Security Specialists Kedril and Jourgun did excellent work, and I have full confidence in all of your growing abilities. Our concern is there will be additional attempts."
There was a murmur of apprehension. The mage was the company. Without him there was nothing to guard. No one here wanted to lose their jobs, but they had been suspicious from the start. The pay didn’t match the work.
Stanisk paused as Mage Thipply and the elv, that had only been speculated to exist, came down the ladder from the loft. The mage was dressed like normal, in his brown pants and a white shirt, frameless glasses and a short well maintained beard streaked with grey. The elv was wearing an oversized sweater and long stockings. It had the effect of making her upper body look human, but with the long spindly legs of a shore bird. Her huge nocturnal eyes stared at them all unblinkingly, and her long narrow fingers with too many segments wrapped around a mug of tea. Ros was both intimidated and repulsed. It was like a bird or an insect pretending to be a person, but with eyes that had intelligence and cruelty.
“Ah! Um, thank you all for coming!” The mage was directly addressing them, Ros grinned despite his fears and worries. “There have been events over the last week or so that have culminated tonight, and I no longer think that our operation in Jagged Cove is viable.” The mage saw the reaction of the crowd turn sharply negative. He hastily added, “Of course I’m not closing up shop, we’re just moving to another location. A location outside of the capital region, and I’d like you all to join us.”
Ros sighed and leaned back in relief. This wasn’t bad news at all. He’d gladly move to the bottom of the sea for the Mage. He could feel his pulse returning to normal, as other people started asking questions.
“What? I can’t leave the city, I got a wife and kids!” a guard named Theros said.
“Oh, I just started dating a baker's apprentice, is there an option to stay?” Jourgun asked.
The elv stood up, and addressed the room with an icy indifference. “This is not a negotiation. There is a ship that is leaving in about six hours. If you are on it, you will remain employed. We have also made considerations for your families. They are welcome on the ship, and you can find new homes in the town we relocate to.” She subtly nodded to the Chief before continuing. “Chief Stanisk values your skills so highly that he convinced the board of directors to offer each of you a five year contract. The contract will have some additional employment conditions, but there will be a 5000 glindi signing bonus. Follow Chief Stanisk’s instructions to get on the boat, and we’ll see you there. Or not.”
She returned to the ornate chair, and the room erupted into chaos.
“Holy light! That’s so much!”
“I’d be insane not to sign!”
“Where are we even going?”
Ros grinned from ear to ear, what’s to decide? This was the best possible outcome! Free money to see the world! Packing his bags would take no time, and he could carry everything that mattered in one trip.
Stanisk took command of the room, “You with young ‘uns, we got the company wagons for you waiting, get a move on. I’ll take the mage’s personal wagon and do a loop to Kedril’s, Eowin’s and Klive’s. The rest of you, leg it! Meet back here in three hours and tell anyone what asks, that you took a job out of the city. Be vague! Come on, pick up the pace you helpless kittens!"
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Rosifo Girtwoud woke up feeling sore and exhausted. He slept well, but never as long as he’d have liked. He could hear his roommates moving around and getting ready for their days. Sitting up in bed, he stretched and took stock. His new job was physically demanding, but it was the best job he’d ever had. By a lot. He loved having his own room in a nice place, all thanks to his generous new salary! He could even afford to eat as much as he wanted, a luxury he’d not even dreamed was possible. Last night he ate three helpings of honey glazed pork at the pub! Still clumsy from sleep, Ros shrugged on a tunic and clean slacks, pausing for a second to appreciate the lordly quality of the garments. He still couldn’t believe he owned such nice things, and the Chief just gave it to him! Well, everyone got a few, but that didn’t make it any less special. Ros put on his belt as he went downstairs to the kitchen, where a few of his roommates were eating breakfast and the landlady was pulling some fresh buns out of the wood fired oven.
“Hey there’s the champ now!” called out Rikad, his housemate and co-worker.
“Heh, there are some perks to being the lightest guy on the squad!” Ros replied, referring to the agility drill he had won at work yesterday. Three days a week of training was by far the hardest part of the job, being trained by the Chief was like weathering a storm. Terrifying and dangerous, but something you could be proud of surviving. The other three days a week they worked were a holiday in comparison. Sitting on carts and standing by warehouses was easy.
Ros devoured his huge bowl of sweetened oats and then three buttered fresh buns. Pushing back from the long table with a satisfied sigh, he got up to leave for work with Rikad. The spring morning air was brisk, and they made sure to stay out of the way of loaded carts and riders that zipped by on the narrow cobblestone streets.
“What do you reckon the Chief will have us do today?” Rikad asked.
Ros snorted, “Quit embarrassing ourselves and pick up the pace?”
“Hah! That’s hardly a guess! I liked the knife throwing we did a few weeks ago, that was fun. I hope it’s not all runs and drills, I’m still aching from yesterday,” Rikad said.
“Yeah, I like combat drills. Other than when I have to spar with the Chief. He’s like a mountain that’s fast. I think the day I get a point on him, I’ll buy the whole team a beer!” Ros motioned a lunging jab as they walked.
“We’ll be too old to drink by then!” Rikad teased.
They were in for a typical training routine, a morning lecture on tactics and formations, some solo weapon drills, a short run, then a hearty lunch delivered from the nearby deli. Other days they just called a food cart into the yard with them, but Ros liked the deli lunches better. Also the novelty of someone else buying his lunches was thrilling. Ros assumed that this must be how pretty girls felt all the time. Maybe less sore and less yelled at. But maybe not.
The real highlight of the day was Ros got to see the owner of the whole company when he came out to observe their exercises. Ros hadn’t seen a real lord up close before he started at Pandemonium, and he thought it was one of the biggest perks. Mostly he looked like a tired doctor or shopkeeper, but Ros wasn’t disappointed. He had a nobility of his bearing, clarity in his eyes and an aura of authority. Even the Chief changed when he was around him! Seeing the him defer to anyone spoke volumes to their importance. Not only was he the lord of a whole company, he was also a mage! They were super rare even before the Church started purging all those heresies in their College of Magic, but now he wasn’t even sure there were any in the city!
“Agility drills are done! Imma talk to Mage Thippily, so you lot do some king of the hill sparring; Sword ‘n board! Ros and Kedril start!” boomed Chief of Security Stanisk.
Ros staggered exhaustedly to the equipment racks to get an arming jacket, leather helm, training sword and shield.
“Mage Thippliy is watching,” he whispered reverentially to himself as he geared up.
“Mind your tone or he’ll turn you into a turnip!” called Rikad.
Kedril grinned, “Hah, He’ll turn you into a turnip, Rik. He’ll just look at Ros and see his work is already done!”
Ros used to despise Kedril. He embodied everything Ros had yearned to become: handsome, confident, affluent, and sharp-witted. The team's dynamic was confrontational, rife with competition; they raced, fought, and scored against one another all day, three days a week. It had taken Ros a while to grasp that they were, in fact, a team. Kedril, infuriatingly attractive, devoted time to helping Ros in a few drills last week and offered valuable advice. So, albeit begrudgingly, Ros began to admire him. Kedril was older by a few years, substantially larger, and appeared to be one of the few who already had some training in arms. The prospect of sparring with him didn’t excite Ros.
Fresh from drills and immediately thrown into sparring, sweat trickled into Ros's eyes. The sting impaired his vision. He repeated to himself, 'Elbows in, shield up, tip forward, hips back,’ partially to fix his stance, partially to focus. Kedril was typically in better shape than him, but now appeared even more worn out. His guard was lax and messy, creating a gaping opening. Ros seized the opportunity and struck with a swift, precise jab. In the fleeting instant the jab took, Kedril's shield snapped into position, and his tip dealt a solid blow to Ros's ribs just beneath his sword arm. It was a feint - a brilliantly executed display of weakness where he was most prepared, exactly the tactic Stanisk had explained yesterday.
“Mashed Turnip!” Kedril shouted to the cheers of the others.
“Ros! You lost because your stance is awful! Keep lower! Coiled spring, lad!” the Chief shouted from across the yard.
Ros raised his hands over his head to cede the point and sat at the end of the bench. He hated losing, but he had expected to lose. He gratefully grabbed a cup of water and watched Kedril make short work of a few more challengers. It seemed like they were picking on him, but Ros was coming to understand they were also bonding with him, and these might be the closest friends he’d ever had. Not that it was a high bar, and he didn’t like all of them, but they had his back, and that meant a lot. Finally Jourgun, the biggest lad on the team, tore into Kedril with so much energy and fury that no amount of clever tactics could stop him. Even though he knew these were his friends, seeing Kedril getting bashed in the face with a shield was almost as good as seeing a real mage!
One thing Ros appreciated about training days was that they were shorter. After the sparring, Stanisk pulled aside Kedril and Jourgun for additional work, and dismissed the rest of the men. Ros trailed behind some of his newfound friends to a peculiar place where one would sit, fully naked, in a steam-filled room, all for two glucks.
“This is a sex thing, right?” Ros asked Rikad cautiously.
“What?! Light, no! It’s to relax and heal," Rikad explained. "They place herbs on hot rocks, we sit there, sweat, and breathe in the steam. It’s excellent, you’ll love it!”
“Sounds like we’re all naked and sweaty, though?” Ros remained convinced this was some intimate activity he wasn’t fully grasping. Rikad rolled his eyes and even paid Ros’s entry fee.
Inside the dim, tiled room was surprisingly comfortable. The steam smelled slightly of herbs and medicine, and it was so thick he couldn’t even see the far wall. A quick survey of the others revealed they were just as covered in bruises as he was, which gave Ros a fresh sense of camaraderie. They towelled off, dressed, drank some cold water, and left the strange business without any hint of the carnal encounter Ros had suspected. Despite his lingering confusion about the whole place, Ros liked it and wanted to come back. He appreciated his squadmates not making a single steamed turnip joke. He was hoping that didn’t stick as a nickname, he felt it didn’t remotely suit him.
After the steam, their muscles relaxed and the day's tension eased away. Ros and Rikad were starving. It had been hours since lunch, so they headed to a nearby tavern for drinks and dinner. Being able to simply enjoy food and drink without concern for the price was an intoxicatingly fresh experience. In fact, Ros enjoyed this newfound freedom even more than the meal itself.
After a huge dinner and a few beers Ros paused, and opened up a little.
"Did you know this is the pub where I talked the Chief into hiring me?"
"Really? To be honest, I've always wondered about that. No offence, but you're a lot smaller than the rest of us." Rikad pushed away his empty plate, taking a long drink of his beer.
"Yeah, I saw the Chief in here, dressed like a shining champion, buying ladies drinks and rounds for the whole bar. He was so confident and kind and relaxed. But also obviously dangerous. I’d never seen anyone like him!" Ros gestured to the tavern maid for a refill. "I must have been a sight. My clothes were more patch than original cloth, I was so skinny you could've counted my ribs through a sweater. Not that I had sweater money!" Ros reflected on the lean muscle he'd gained in recent months with inward satisfaction.
"Did the Chief take you for a beggar?"
Ros bristled at the suggestion. "Hell no! I've never begged in my life, I've always earned my keep!" his brief flare of indignation faded immediately. "No, he thought I was a refugee, from some starving backwater. Of course, I corrected him—after he bought me dinner!"
"Hah! The proper sequence," Rikad agreed, laughing.
"Anyway, he asked about my plans. I told him I was waiting till I was eighteen to join the army and serve the Emperor."
"You've certainly filled out since I met you, but I'm not sure you'd pass the army physical even now," Rikad cautiously speculated.
"The Chief was blunter about it. 'Yer so scrawny, a necromancer would find ya offputting, the army ain't gonna waste rations on ya.'" Ros imitated Stanisk’s gruff rural northerner accent.
"Hah! That sounds about right. Which makes your wearing company purple less clear than ever!" Rikad replied.
"Well, he asked if I knew my way around the city. I said I've tread every cobblestone here, so he offered me a job running letters and picking up parcels. Better work than sweeping alleys for a half-gluck and stale bread. I figured a fancy man like him would pay alright."
The waitress finally brought the next round, and Ros paused to take a long drink. Setting his mug down, he continued. "I walked into the Chief's office, and there he was behind that tiny desk with his book and quill. He looked like a cave troll trying to be a librarian. But I wasn't gonna laugh—it was still the Chief. He said, 'We don’t got a lot for now but I’ll give you a list in the morning, and see that it gets done.' I said ain’t fancy, I don’t know how to read! He didn't lose his cool. He simply nodded and said, 'Alright, just report to me in the morning, and we’ll get you started.' Oh, and he warned me never to speak to the Mage unless spoken to, which suited me fine."
Ros took another drink of his beer, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and continued. "I was hoping for five gee a day. I’d probably have done it for a lone gluck, to be honest. So imagine my shock when he apologised that he could only offer me twenty glucks a day!"
"Where were you living, that five would've been enough?" Rikad asked, curious.
Ros, slightly flushed from the beer, leaned forward. "Under a bloody hedge!" He burst into laughter at his own expense.
"That's rough man," Rikad commented, shaking his head.
Ros nodded. "It was, but it's behind me now. After a month or so of running errands, the Chief finally let me join the crew he was training. That's how I ended up a part of the elite guard of a learned lord mage."
Rikad, his face ruddy, pointed his finger at Ros’s chest. "It’s your attitude! You always train the hardest. It’s changed the whole team's tone."
Ros nodded again, serious. "I gotta! The fifteen hundred gee I make every month now is probably more than I did in the last decade. Total! I bet we make as much as a knight commander does leading a thousand soldiers!"
Rikad looked at him suspiciously. "Wait, a decade? Aren't you still a teenager?"
Ros shrugged. "It's been a long, hard time. Anyway, I know I promised to go to see that folk band with you tonight, but I'm spent. I think I might call it an early night." He finished the beer in two long gulps and stood up.
"I get it. Besides, tomorrow's Sunday. We can finally sleep in!" Rikad pointed out.
******
Ros woke to a frantic pounding on his bedroom door. It was still dark out.
“Go away! Keep it down! You’ll wake the whole house!” Ros grumbled, mostly asleep.
“Come on man! Emergency meeting at the training yard. We gotta go now!” Rikad hoarsely whispered.
“Ah, that’s not good!” Ros threw on some clothes and headed out the door with his friend.
“Think it has something to do with what Kedril and Jourgun were doing after work?” Ros asked.
“Maybe? That was hours and hours ago, and those guys are great, and they were with the Chief,” Rikad countered.
They jogged through the mostly empty streets. The moons were behind clouds, and the dew made the cobblestones slick. The faint flickering of their leviathan oil lamp cast strange shadows in the foggy night. The city felt on edge, too many people on the streets in the middle of the night, whispering. A few times Ros thought he heard something about thunder and demons, which did nothing to calm his growing panic.
“What if something happened to Mage Thippily? Are we all unemployed now?” Ros asked, knowing Rikad knew as much as he did.
“What is the business we guard? Something to do with magically formed super secret goods that no one was allowed to talk about. I think? I should have asked,” Rikad lamented.
Finally they made it to the yard, and Kedril was standing at the gate, torch held aloft.
“Good lads! Go into the workshop and take a seat. The Chief has some tea on.” Kedril’s voice was as calm and steady as ever, but his face was pale and drawn, and his eyes never focused on them, just scanned the night intently.
“Inside? Are you sure?” Ros had never gone inside; that was the single biggest rule.
Kedril just nodded. Ros and Rikad looked at each other for courage and moved forward. The big yard door to the workshop opened a crack, and warm light was spilling out. Rikad motioned Ros to go first, and he poked his head in, fully expecting to lose it.
“Oy, is that Ros? Git your scrawny ass in here,” Chief Stanisk rumbled.
The two men felt like flies exploring a web, but inside was surprisingly normal. Five other guards were already there, and the room was a lot like any other workshop. It had planked floors, shelves and tables and one corner was even converted into a kitchen. There were a few simple stools set up, and two incredibly luxurious loungers. Like everyone else, Ros and Rikad took a stool. The Chief gestured to a kettle and mugs for the tea, but no one seemed interested.
“What’s happening, is everyone okay?” Ros finally asked.
“Short answer is yes, for now.” Stanisk said calmly. “We’ll give the other lads a few minutes to get here, then I’ll explain.”
“Holy light, sir! You aren’t wearing your armour!” This unsettled Ros more than anything he’d seen all night, it was like seeing a bear shaved. Chief was just sitting there in trousers and a shirt, sipping tea. He’d never seen the Chief without armour.
“Needs cleaned,” he answered cryptically.
Follow up questions were interrupted by the rest of the men arriving, followed by Kedril and then Jourgun, who must have been watching the far gate.
“Alright, gather round, at ease.” Stanisk started. He looked relaxed which was probably a good sign.
“You lot were hired to protect the interests of our operations. There was an attempt on Mage Thippliy’s life tonight, at his meeting. Security Specialists Kedril and Jourgun did excellent work, and I have full confidence in all of your growing abilities. Our concern is there will be additional attempts."
There was a murmur of apprehension. The mage was the company. Without him there was nothing to guard. No one here wanted to lose their jobs, but they had been suspicious from the start. The pay didn’t match the work.
Stanisk paused as Mage Thipply and the elv, that had only been speculated to exist, came down the ladder from the loft. The mage was dressed like normal, in his brown pants and a white shirt, frameless glasses and a short well maintained beard streaked with grey. The elv was wearing an oversized sweater and long stockings. It had the effect of making her upper body look human, but with the long spindly legs of a shore bird. Her huge nocturnal eyes stared at them all unblinkingly, and her long narrow fingers with too many segments wrapped around a mug of tea. Ros was both intimidated and repulsed. It was like a bird or an insect pretending to be a person, but with eyes that had intelligence and cruelty.
“Ah! Um, thank you all for coming!” The mage was directly addressing them, Ros grinned despite his fears and worries. “There have been events over the last week or so that have culminated tonight, and I no longer think that our operation in Jagged Cove is viable.” The mage saw the reaction of the crowd turn sharply negative. He hastily added, “Of course I’m not closing up shop, we’re just moving to another location. A location outside of the capital region, and I’d like you all to join us.”
Ros sighed and leaned back in relief. This wasn’t bad news at all. He’d gladly move to the bottom of the sea for the Mage. He could feel his pulse returning to normal, as other people started asking questions.
“What? I can’t leave the city, I got a wife and kids!” a guard named Theros said.
“Oh, I just started dating a baker's apprentice, is there an option to stay?” Jourgun asked.
The elv stood up, and addressed the room with an icy indifference. “This is not a negotiation. There is a ship that is leaving in about six hours. If you are on it, you will remain employed. We have also made considerations for your families. They are welcome on the ship, and you can find new homes in the town we relocate to.” She subtly nodded to the Chief before continuing. “Chief Stanisk values your skills so highly that he convinced the board of directors to offer each of you a five year contract. The contract will have some additional employment conditions, but there will be a 5000 glindi signing bonus. Follow Chief Stanisk’s instructions to get on the boat, and we’ll see you there. Or not.”
She returned to the ornate chair, and the room erupted into chaos.
“Holy light! That’s so much!”
“I’d be insane not to sign!”
“Where are we even going?”
Ros grinned from ear to ear, what’s to decide? This was the best possible outcome! Free money to see the world! Packing his bags would take no time, and he could carry everything that mattered in one trip.
Stanisk took command of the room, “You with young ‘uns, we got the company wagons for you waiting, get a move on. I’ll take the mage’s personal wagon and do a loop to Kedril’s, Eowin’s and Klive’s. The rest of you, leg it! Meet back here in three hours and tell anyone what asks, that you took a job out of the city. Be vague! Come on, pick up the pace you helpless kittens!"
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2023.06.08 20:40 demolition-sydney Expert Tips for Hiring an Industrial Demolition Contractor in Sydney
 | Hiring the right industrial demolition contractor in Sydney is crucial for the success and safety of your project. To help you make an informed decision, here are some expert tips for hiring an industrial demolition contractor: submitted by demolition-sydney to u/demolition-sydney [link] [comments] https://preview.redd.it/de6eeevd9u4b1.jpg?width=702&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=8272838ce6dcee1155608532224d251c767032c2 Experience and Expertise:Look for contractors with extensive experience in industrial demolition specifically. They should have a track record of successfully completing similar projects in Sydney. A contractor with specialized knowledge and expertise will understand the unique challenges and regulations associated with industrial demolition.Licensing and Certifications:Ensure that the contractor holds all the necessary licenses and certifications required by the relevant authorities in Sydney. This includes licenses for demolition, asbestos removal (if applicable), and any other specific permits needed for the project. Valid certifications demonstrate the contractor's compliance with safety and environmental standards.Insurance Coverage:Verify that the contractor has adequate insurance coverage, including general liability insurance and worker's compensation insurance. This protects you from any potential liability in case of accidents, injuries, or property damage during the demolition process.Safety Measures:Inquire about the contractor's safety protocols and procedures. Safety should be a top priority, and they should have a strong safety record. Ask about their safety training programs for their workers and their commitment to adhering to local safety regulations.Equipment and Resources:Evaluate the contractor's equipment and resources. They should have modern, well-maintained machinery and tools necessary for industrial demolition projects. Inquire about their fleet size, availability of backup equipment, and their ability to handle any specific requirements of your project.Environmental Considerations:Discuss the contractor's approach to environmental considerations, especially regarding waste management and recycling. An environmentally conscious contractor will prioritize recycling and disposal methods that minimize the impact on the environment. Inquire about their experience in handling hazardous materials, such as asbestos, and their compliance with relevant regulations.References and Portfolio:Request references from previous clients and ask for a portfolio of their past industrial demolition projects in Sydney. Contact these references to gather feedback on the contractor's performance, reliability, and professionalism. Reviewing their portfolio will give you an idea of their capabilities and the scale of projects they have handled.Cost Estimates and Contracts:Obtain detailed cost estimates from multiple contractors to compare their pricing structures. Ensure that the estimates include all relevant expenses and clearly outline the scope of work. Additionally, carefully review the contract terms, including the project timeline, payment schedule, and any warranties or guarantees provided.Communication and Project Management:Effective communication and project management are vital for successful collaboration. Assess the contractor's responsiveness, clarity in communication, and ability to address your concerns promptly. A reliable contractor will provide regular updates on the project's progress and be proactive in resolving any issues that arise.Reputation and Reviews:Research the contractor's reputation and read online reviews or testimonials from their previous clients. Online platforms and industry-specific websites can provide valuable insights into their reputation, reliability, and customer satisfaction levels.By considering these expert tips and conducting thorough due diligence, you can choose a reputable and experienced industrial demolition contractor in Sydney who will deliver a safe, efficient, and successful project. Want the Best IndustrialDemolition Services in Sydney? Choose Deft Demo!Looking for industrial demolition contractors in Sydney who are reliable, trustworthy, and highly experienced? Look no further than Deft Demo! Our team of experts has years of experience providing top-notch demolition services to clients all over New South Wales. Whether you need us for a large-scale commercial demolition project or a smaller job, we have the skills and expertise to get the job done right. Choose Deft Demo for the best industrial demolition services in Sydney today! |
2023.06.08 20:39 Raetian Proficiency Class Pack - Let's Talk About Builds #6: the Tech Specialist, my beloved, my precious
We return today to the PCP for the latest entry in our series of build discussions: this time, we’re talking about the Tech Specialist! This is the last post in our initial six-part series discussing the Proficiency Class Pack, but not the end of the project. Next, I plan to move alphabetically through the redesigned Proficiency Hero classes, and then perhaps on to some plugin class options from other mod authors. First on the docket will be the Reaper. But for now, back on topic!
At Squaddie rank, all Tech Specialists (hereafter TechSpec) receive the following perks:
Protocol Packages (PROFICIENCY) - Soldier gains the “ABC” Protocol ability suite: Aid Protocol (deploys a small smoke cloud on the targeted ally), Blinding Protocol (deploys a miniaturized flashbang at the targeted enemy), and Combat Protocol (deals a guaranteed 2 damage to the targeted enemy, dealing double damage to robotic targets). The ABC Protocols work on a system of initial charges, usable upfront in a mission with a 1-turn cooldown, and a subsequent recharge time after which a Protocol may be used again. Note that the 1-turn cooldown is shared by all ABC Protocols, so only one can be used per turn, even if the TechSpec gains an extra action after using it.
At Proficiency level 1, the ABC Protocols are each turn-ending and have 1 initial charge and a recharge time of 5 turns. At level 2, the TechSpec additionally gains the Haywire Protocol (hack a robotic enemy to shut them down or seize control for 3 turns) and Repair Protocol (heal a mechanical ally for 3/5/7 HP depending on GREMLIN tech tier) abilities, and all GREMLIN protocols are no longer turn-ending; at level 3, ABC Protocols gain +1 initial charge (for a total of 2), and their recharge time is reduced by 1 turn (down to 4 from 5).
Hack - Soldier may remotely hack into ADVENT network access points, as with the basegame Specialist.
Failsafe - As an action, soldier may nullify any negative consequences of a failed hack which they would afterward have triggered this turn. Failsafe also grants a temporary +15 bonus to the soldier’s hack stat until the start of their next turn.
DISCUSSION QUESTIONS:
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At Squaddie rank, all Tech Specialists (hereafter TechSpec) receive the following perks:
Protocol Packages (PROFICIENCY) - Soldier gains the “ABC” Protocol ability suite: Aid Protocol (deploys a small smoke cloud on the targeted ally), Blinding Protocol (deploys a miniaturized flashbang at the targeted enemy), and Combat Protocol (deals a guaranteed 2 damage to the targeted enemy, dealing double damage to robotic targets). The ABC Protocols work on a system of initial charges, usable upfront in a mission with a 1-turn cooldown, and a subsequent recharge time after which a Protocol may be used again. Note that the 1-turn cooldown is shared by all ABC Protocols, so only one can be used per turn, even if the TechSpec gains an extra action after using it.
At Proficiency level 1, the ABC Protocols are each turn-ending and have 1 initial charge and a recharge time of 5 turns. At level 2, the TechSpec additionally gains the Haywire Protocol (hack a robotic enemy to shut them down or seize control for 3 turns) and Repair Protocol (heal a mechanical ally for 3/5/7 HP depending on GREMLIN tech tier) abilities, and all GREMLIN protocols are no longer turn-ending; at level 3, ABC Protocols gain +1 initial charge (for a total of 2), and their recharge time is reduced by 1 turn (down to 4 from 5).
Hack - Soldier may remotely hack into ADVENT network access points, as with the basegame Specialist.
Failsafe - As an action, soldier may nullify any negative consequences of a failed hack which they would afterward have triggered this turn. Failsafe also grants a temporary +15 bonus to the soldier’s hack stat until the start of their next turn.
| Rank | Perk 1 | Perk 2 | Perk 3 |
|---|---|---|---|
| CPL | Adaptive Alloy Plating: Soldier gains +1 point of regenerating standard armor. This armor will only regenerate after all other sources of armor have been removed, and activates at the start of the XCOM turn. | Low Profile: Partial cover gives as much defense as full cover for this soldier. Note that Low Profile does NOT make low cover count as full cover for the purpose of activating other abilities (such as Entrenched). | Electronic Surveillance: Soldier gains +1 free battle scanner charge and +1 bonus charge to equipped battle scanners. |
| SGT | Overload: Soldier’s Combat Protocol ability now deals +200% damage to robotic enemies, up from +100%, and +1 additional base damage to organic targets. Combat Protocol’s recharge time is increased by 2 turns (up to 7). | Extended Signal Range: Soldier’s GREMLIN protocols and equipped Sniper Rifles may now be used at squadsight ranges. Note that objectives and terminal objects cannot be hacked from squadsight. | Silent Motors: Soldier remains concealed when the squad breaks concealment, and ABC Protocols do not break their individual concealment. Soldier’s detection radius is reduced by -20%, but this radius increases cumulatively by +20% for each ABC Protocol activated. All such penalties are reset at mission’s end or if the soldier loses concealment, meaning if they regain concealment they start over with no penalty. |
| LT | Disruption Field: Free action. Soldier may activate this field to gain +15% defense and guarantee any reaction shots against them while the field is active will miss until the beginning of the next XCOM turn. Breaks squad and individual concealment. 3-turn cooldown. | Neutralizing Agents: Soldier’s Aid Protocol ability gains +1 tile radius and now cleanses all allies in the initial AOE of any active Acid, Burning, or Poison effects. These allies are also granted 1 turn of immunity to these effects, such that they can move to safety without re-inflicting the effect on themselves. | EMP Shockwave: Soldier’s Combat Protocol ability now completely strips any active shields from any mechanical or organic target. Against mechanical targets only, it now also reduces hack defense by -15 and has a 20% chance to inflict a 1-turn shutdown. |
| CPT | Anti-Armor Doctrine: Soldier gains the Shredder perk, shredding 1/2/3 points of armor with their primary weapon depending on weapon tier, and an additional +30% chance to crit against mechanical targets. | Targeting Uplink: Soldier may use an action to grant a mechanical ally squadsight, negate 50% of all their range penalties to aim, and boost their crit chance by +10% per GREMLIN tier for one turn. This action is turn-ending, and may also be used on hacked enemies which are temporarily under XCOM control. 1-turn cooldown. | Electronic Warfare: Soldier gains a permanent stat bonus of +10 hacking. In addition, the first activation of Failsafe within a mission is now a free action, and mechanical enemies lose one action on the turn they recover from a shutdown or controlling hack. |
| MAJ | Marauder: Soldier’s standard shots are no longer turn-ending. Note that equipped Sniper Rifles derive almost no practical benefit from this perk, as they still cost two actions to fire. | Restorative Repair: Soldier gains +1 additional charge of Repair Protocol. In addition, Repair Protocol now restores +1 point of shredded armor and extends the control effect on a hacked mechanical target by an extra turn. | Psionic Feedback: Soldier’s Blinding Protocol ability now has a 10% base chance to panic affected targets. Basic ADVENT units gain +10% additional chance to panic; psionic enemies gain +20% chance. Based on GREMLIN tech level, this chance is further multiplied by 1/2/2.5, but the final chance is cut in half against unactivated enemies. |
| COL | Miniaturized Munitions: Soldier gains the ability to equip a Heavy Weapon, regardless of armor worn. Equipped Heavy Weapons gain +1 bonus charge, but deal only 70% damage. | Advanced Robotics: Soldier’s ABC Protocols gain +1 initial charge (for a total of 3) and recharge 1 turn faster. The shared 1-turn cooldown on ABC Protocols is removed, allowing two protocols to be activated per turn, though each individual protocol is still limited to once per turn. | Full Override: Soldier gains a new GREMLIN protocol with 1 charge that shares a 3-turn cooldown with Haywire Protocol. If a mechanical enemy is successfully hacked by this new protocol, it may either come permanently under XCOM control for the remainder of the mission or simply self-destruct. Note that if the override fails, the charge is not deducted - but the cooldown is still triggered. |
- Obviously, what perks do you select, and what perks, if any, do you prioritize picking up in the Training Center later to augment the build?
- What gear do you equip this soldier with?
- What squad size do you play with, and what role or synergy does this soldier occupy within that squad?
- If using Not Created Equal or something similar, what rookie stats do you look for in an ideal candidate?
- Are there any additional mods you use that influence the way you build and/or play with this soldier?
Assault Infantry build discussion
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Marine build discussion
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2023.06.08 20:39 Available_Ad3057 Misc Parts for sale
 | Im in Colorado and I’m trying to get rid of some pieces that don’t need replacing. Long story short got into a small incident November of 2022 and had to wait on these parts to come in. HOWEVER from the way the car looks these pieces don’t seem to need to be replaced. All items are brand new, direct from Subaru. Best I could do was take pics of the part no.’s so as not to remove it from packaging. There’s a driver side wheel well cover, radiator support, skid plate, front and rear skirt spats, and also a piece of the fender flare on driver side rear. Let me know if anyone needs these. Again, brand new never used. Will sell just a bit cheaper than dealer price. Let me know thank you! submitted by Available_Ad3057 to VB_WRXMarketplace [link] [comments] |
2023.06.08 20:38 riya290 Is it possible to keep a non-personalised plate number?
As the title says - I’m aware it sounds like a stupid idea but I like the plate number my current 2008 Ford Fiesta has and I’ve seen a second hand car that’s pretty much the same, just 09 plated. Is there a way I can keep the plate number from my current car and put it on the new one? Or is it only possible to buy one in addition to the cars original plate number? Hopefully that makes sense.
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2023.06.08 20:37 JJTG64 Can my license be suspended for a repossessed car “balance” 15 years after the repo?
I just received a call from someone claiming that I owe a balance from a car that was repossessed in 2009. They stated there is a warrant that has to be signed today and it is going to DMV today for license suspension if I do not pay now. They’re staying I “owe” $6,559 but because of an amnesty I can pay $1,030 and everything is done. Is this just a bill collector pretending they’re from the courts? I am worried I am going to be arrested.
Edit: also isn’t this past the statute of limitations Car was purchased and repossessed in Nevada and I am currently in New York City
Editing again to add that I have never been told about this balance, it was never on my credit, I’ve never received a notice. But now apparently I have to pay today or I am being arrested and license suspended
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Edit: also isn’t this past the statute of limitations Car was purchased and repossessed in Nevada and I am currently in New York City
Editing again to add that I have never been told about this balance, it was never on my credit, I’ve never received a notice. But now apparently I have to pay today or I am being arrested and license suspended