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2021.10.25 23:30 ranknerok Both teams ended with a really "nice" KDA

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2021.10.25 23:30 Creative-Salary-2006 What worth more than it costs?

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2021.10.25 23:30 SimplyGuy Having some fun with a developer console

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2021.10.25 23:30 TacticalEmber College Kid With Extra Cash... What Would Dave Do?

Hi all, I'm a long-time listener of Dave's - I was raised on his radio show growing up. I've closely followed his plan these past few years as a young adult , but I'm wondering what Dave would recommend I do with some extra cash.

Current Situation:
Question/Options: What should I do with this extra cash? It will only keep growing with my weekly income throughout next school year, and I will stand to make 8-12k as a summer intern. Having to put extra cash someplace until my college graduation is not an issue that is going away.
A. CD's - Many of my family members are recommending that I get a year-long CD and park the cash there...
B. Invest - Open a personal investment account and parallel my Roth investment strategy...
C. Save - Just keep throwing cash into my savings right now, I may need it to launch my adult life in a year and a half anyways...
D. Something Else - What do you think?
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2021.10.25 23:30 HostFishy Lost the screw

I lost the screw that keeps the glass in the glasses. What should I do?
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2021.10.25 23:30 randomtinkerer City Slickers and Hayseeds, Chapter 22

Setting by u/BlueFishcake
First | Previous | Nex
For the second time in as many weeks, Sgt. Maja pounded on the door of the McClendon house in the wee hours of the morning. She shifted from foot to foot, frowning down at the envelope in her hands. It wasn’t long before the sound of feet approached the far side of the door, and it swung slowly open.
“We simply must stop meetin’ like this.” Zachariah gave a sleepy smile.
Maja returned a chagrined nod and held out the envelope. “I am being sorry for the hour, Mr. McClendon.” Even consciously trying to suppress her accent, it was still thick in her speech. “The Liaison said this was important.”
“You know, normally I sleep in until after the sun comes up on Sunday.” Zachariah observed, extracting the single slip of paper. His eyebrows rose as he read the hand-written note. “A meeting, with no phones, as soon as possible?” He frowned up at the Sergeant. “What’s this about?”
“I am not knowing.” She shrugged. “She asked me to be leaving my omni-pad, and taking... um, personal?” She screwed up her face in concentration. “My own car, yes? Instead of squad transport.” She hesitated a moment, before continuing with a wince. “She is also being very upset.”
“Upset?” Zachariah’s head canted to the side.
Maja made a drinking motion with her hand.
“Oh?” His eyebrows rose.
“And very tired. She has been being there all night.”
“Hmm…” He frowned. “Well then… no phone.” He took a deep breath, and blew his cheeks out. “I’ll be there as soon as I can.”
Zachariah stopped in the doorway of Thry’sis’ office. “I trust this is important, madam Liaison?”
As her office chair turned towards the door, he felt his stomach grow cold. Thry’sis’ usually immaculate hair was tied up in a messy bun, wild strands of it sticking out every which way. The dark circles under her glassy eyes, the rumpled blouse, the tumbler that she held in her hand, the bottle resting on its side on her desk… they all told a grim story. One he knew all too well.
“The Interior is coming for Levi.” The words slurred together as she glared down at the top of her desk. “I’m sorry.”
“The… Interior?” He froze in the middle of sinking down into one of the chairs in front of her desk. “Coming for him? What does that mean?”
“Mean’s she’s gonna arrest him. Maybe try to conscript him into the Marines. Maybe just stuff him into some prison cell.” She sipped from the tumbler. “I’ve been reaching out to family and associates. I think I can pull enough strings to keep him close by, and If she goes the Marines route, I think I can get him posted on Earth. Maybe.”
“Wait, what?! Why?! The Swimmin’ hole?! That was kid stuff! There ain’t been harm done to anyone!” He ran a hand through his hair, eyes wide. “And conscription?! They can just… haul people off t’ boot camp?!”
“No,” she shook her head, brushing the hair out of her face. “They offer it, but they make every other choice worse. S’been a background policy for a while: get Humans into the service! Show the galaxy how happy and cooperative they are!” She waved the tumbler. “As for Levi, he’s the cause of a problem, you see, and the Interior’s about making problems go away. How isn’t as important as done.”
Zachariah leaned back in his chair and swallowed. “What… what happens? Is there a trial? Does she need to show evidence?”
“She already has what she needs.” Thry’sis drained the last few drops from the tumbler, and reached for the decanter on her desk. “Texts, location data from his phone, the satellite coverage…”
“No phones...” He swallowed and stood from his chair, pacing in front of the desk. “There’s nothin’ you can do?”
She hung her head. “She threatened to go after Solanna for… stuff.”
“Stuff?” Zachariah’s eyebrows rose. “What stuff?! Solanna’s still a kid! What could possibly justify blackmailing you with your own children?!”
“She’s been…” Thry’sis glanced at Zachariah before looking away. “Enthusiastic about getting into trouble. And taking pictures of it.”
“I…” Zachariah frowned in confusion, then he gave his head a quick shake. “Alright, fine, but whatever that is, it’s a separate issue! Why bring that into this?”
“The Interior has a great deal of latitude in how they get things done.” She murmured miserably.
“Dear God Almighty…” He stood in front of the desk, hands on his head, gazing dazedly at nothing. “I… I’ve got to do something! I can send him t’my sister’s place, or… hell, maybe even just out into th’ woods til miss KGB leaves town! Anything’s better than doin’ hard time fer diggin’ a hole! Anything!” He spun around and headed for the door.
“Wait!” Thry’sis threw out a hand toward him, sprawling forward on her desk. “You can’t hide him! She won’t hesitate to bring down the full weight of the law on your whole family! She’ll ruin you!”
“She can… do that?” Zachariah’s hand froze on the doorknob.
Thry’sis nodded, her tusks scraping on the top of the desk.
The office was quiet as Zachariah shuffled back to the chair and sat. “What can I do?”
Thry’sis brought the decanter to her lips and took a deep drink, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand before offering it to Zachariah. “Enjoy the time you have with him.”
Levi looked up from where he was milking ol’ Bessy. His father stood in the doorway with his finger to his lips.
Levi frowned, but nodded.
Zachariah held his thumb and pinky to his head in the “phone” configuration, and then beckoned with this other hand.
Levi stood up and fished his old smartphone out of his pocket, handing it to his father.
Zachariah walked to the far side of the barn and deposited it on a shelf, piling some rags on top of it before returning to the milking stall.
“Dad? What’s going on?”
Zachariah ran a hand through his hair and took a deep, shaky breath. “Diggin’ out the swimmin’ hole caught the attention of the Interior. There’s an agent in town that pulled the information from your phone. Mrs. D’saari told me this morning. I suspect she wasn’t supposed to, but she did.”
Levi’s eyes widened as his father explained. “What’s she gonna do?! What’s the punishment for reinstalling a mud hole?”
“I don’t know. Maybe a tour in the Marines…” Zachariah’s face was grim. “Maybe prison time.”
“What?!” Levi stumbled backwards. “Prison for that?!”
Zachariah gave a somber nod.
“I-I can’t do that!” Levi stammered, sinking back down onto the stool. “I’ve… I’ve got to get out of here! I’ve got to hide!”
“That what you wanna do, bud?”
Something in his father’s voice gave Levi pause. He looked up at Zachariah, searching his father’s eyes. “What about you? What happens if I leave?”
“That ain’t your concern, bud. I’ll deal with whatever happens, if you run.”
Levi sat quietly, staring down at the floor with a deep frown. “If Mrs. D’saari wasn’t supposed to tell you, you’re not supposed to know. And I’m not supposed to know. If I leave,” he looked up again, meeting his father’s eyes. “They’ll know I was told.” A moment later he woodenly turned back, leaned his head against ol’ Bessy’s flank and resumed milking.
“Levi, are you sure?” Zachariah implored. “You don’t have to do this. You got a whole life ahead of you, boy!”
“It’s...“ He shrugged. “How can I not do it? Am I supposed to just let you all take the fallout? It’s just… it’s the right thing to do.” The rhythmic sound of milk squirting into the bucket filled the room for a beat, then he let out a humorless chuckle. “The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few.” He looked up and met his father’s eyes. “Or the one.”
Zachariah knelt down and wrapped his arms around his son, blinking back tears. “I’m sorry, Levi. I’m so sorry.”
The morning passed in a fog for Levi. The chores were done, though he didn’t remember doing them. Finding himself at the door of the house, he kicked off his shoes and trudged inside.
“You ready for church?” Hannah poked her head around the corner. “Hey, you okay? You look pretty… tired, I guess?”
“I’m fine.” He forced a smile. “I just got a lot on my mind.”
She nodded and disappeared around the corner. Levi followed her into the dining room, where she was setting the table for breakfast.
“Hey Hannah?”
“Yeah?” She looked up from across the table.
“Thanks for bein’ my sister.” He walked around to her and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. “I really appreciate you, and I don’t say it often enough. I want you to know that I love you.”
“I… guess you don’t say it very often.” She looked up at him, brow creased in concern. “Thank you. Is everything okay?”
“Just feeling mushy.” He gave her shoulder another squeeze. “Don’t worry ‘bout me.”
“Okay…” She mumbled after him, as he headed towards the Kitchen. “If you’re sure…”
Jennifer looked up from the stove as he stepped into the kitchen. Her eyes were bloodshot and puffy, and she set down the spatula when she saw him. Levi gave her the best smile he could, but it wilted as his mother’s eyes filled with tears and she rushed forward to wrap her arms around him.
“I’m sorry mama.”
“Shhhh…” Her voice was brittle, and he could feel her tears on his cheek. “You did what you thought was right. You’re still doing that. They’d be lucky to get a good man like you in the Marines. Who knows, you could save even more lives than I have!”
Levi nodded, swallowing at the lump in his throat. “I’ll do my best, mama. I’ll hurry back as fast as I can!”
“Going somewhere?” Eli stepped around the corner, munching on a carrot stick.
“Hey,” Levi turned to his brother, hastily wiping his cheeks. “I’m sorry about yesterday. I shouldn’t have lost my temper over something so small.”
Eli paused, his eyes flickering between Levi and Jennifer. “Uh… yeah, okay. No big. Everyone’s a dick sometimes.” He shrugged. “Just don’t make a habit of it, huh?”
“Right,” Levi gave a frustrated sigh, turning to head to the bathroom. “Look, I’m sorry for everything. Maybe I can learn to not suck, eventually.” As he left the kitchen, the voices of his mother and brother echoed after him.
“Elijah Daniel McClendon!”
“What?! What did I do?!”
It had been nearly a day and a half since Thry’sis had left for the office on Saturday morning. Now it was Sunday afternoon, and Brelak’s nerves were stretched to their breaking point. He chewed his lip as his omni-pad attempted once again to connect to Thry’sis’, Akita hovering at his shoulder.
The long, agonizing seconds ticked by, and just when he was about to cancel the call, the screen resolved itself into… something.
It looked like a ceiling?
Brelak frowned as a purple hand passed in front of the camera, and the video began pitching wildly, finally settling at an angle. Thry’sis glared bleary-eyed at the camera, her hair a wild mess, her shirt collar open, and an empty bottle lying on its side atop the desk.
“Whaddya want?” She slurred at the camera.
Akitai’s eyebrows rose as she exchanged glances with Brelak.
“Sweetie?” Brelak spoke carefully. “Are you okay? You didn’t come home last night.”
“Oh, I’m fine!” Thry’sis picked up the bottle and swirled it in front of the camera. “I been waiting patiently for the sweet release of death!“ She rested her tusks on the desk, and her shoulders slumped. “Also drinking. Can’t drive. Wouldn’t be safe.”
“I’ll go get her.” Akitai headed towards the door, shoulder set with determination.
Brelak glanced after Akitai, then frowned down at the image on his omni-pad. “What’s gotten into you?!”
“The Interior’s gonna fuck everything up, my career is going down the toilet, and Solanna’s fucking the McClendon boy.” Thry’sis shrugged, her chin and tusks still resting on the desk top. “So… everything?”
Brelak struggled to breath, as the rapid delivery of terrible information crashed through his mind. His omni-pad slipped through limp fingers onto the tabletop, and his mind seized on the only thing he had any hope of affecting.
Monday mornings were normally a quiet affair for the McClendon family. Chores never ended on a farm, and the little things that tended to get put off on Sunday had to be addressed, lest they turn into big things. This morning was one of few exceptions.
The ride into town had been a strange one. Elijah and Hannah were bursting with excitement for the Festival of Colors, gleefully commenting on the red, white, and blue decorations that graced every building along Main street, and spouting excitement for the annual rodeo. The three older members of the family, however, were quiet, lost in their own thoughts and suffering from a certain lack of sleep.
Rest had not come easily for Levi. He had spent a good portion of the night writing and rewriting two letters that he had tucked into his pocket.
After a brief admonition to check in with their parents, Eli and Hannah raced off into the star-and-stripe bedecked crowds that were milling about up and down the main thoroughfare, sampling the entries into the various cooking contests, buying food, browsing arts and crafts, or playing games that had been set up along the street.
Levi had first thought to stay with his parents, but soon found himself wandering aimlessly, talking with the people that he’d known his whole life. He hadn’t gotten far, just finishing a brief conversation with the owner of the pharmacy, when he’d felt a soft touch on his elbow.
“Hi Levi!”
“Melody!” He spun to face her then paused, looking over her shoulder. “Uh, hey Chloe.”
Chloe gave him a frosty nod.
“I was worried that you weren’t here!” Melody stepped up and wrapped her arms around his chest. “You didn’t answer my text!”
Levi glanced between the two sisters before cautiously returning Melody’s hug. “Yeah, uh, sorry about that. I turned it off last night, and I must have forgotten to turn it back on.” He fished the phone out of his pocket and powered it on. “What are you up to?”
“We’re interviewing people about their favorite part of the Festival of Colors!” She indicated the omni-pad in Chloe’s hand. “She’s filming, and we’re live-streaming it to the school’s Insta-face channel! You want to do an interview?”
Levi frowned at Chloe’s omni-pad, then at the phone in his own hand. “You’re posting live interviews?”
“Sure! You just tag the school when you go live, and it shows up on the channel. They’re going to do the announcements for the parade that way, too.” She pulled an omni-pad out and tapped at it a couple times. “See? #FestivalOfColors. Just search that, and all the festival stuff will show up.” She looked up at him with a smile. “So? Whaddya’ say?”
As he took a breath to reply, Levi spotted the familiar face of Sergeant Maja moving towards him through the crowd, a look of grim determination on her face.
“Melody, could you do something for me?”
Levi fished the folded piece of paper out of his right side pocket. “Wait to read this. You’ll know when.”
“Mr. Levi McClendon.” The Sergeant’s voice drew a startled squeak from Melody, who had been looking at the folded piece of paper with a bewildered expression. “Please come with me. Now.”
Levi nodded to the Sergeant, then glanced at Melody before he turned to walk away. “Goodbye, Melody. I… goodbye.”
He didn’t dare look back as he walked away.
Sergeant Maja stepped into the observation room and glanced over at Ri’ved before turning to the one-way glass. “Did she tell you anything?”
Corporal Riv’ed shook her head. “Nothing.”
Maja scowled as she watched the Human boy pace the length of the room. “I don’t like this. The Liaison was a wreck yesterday, and now an Interior agent shows up out of nowhere and wants him brought here?” She waved a hand at the younger Mr. McClendon. “I don’t like it at all.”
Riv’ed sighed, leaning back in her chair and kicking her feet up. “Yeah, well, Her Majesty’s Interior doesn’t exactly care what we think, Sergeant.”
Eyes narrowed in thought, the Sergeant watched Levi pace for several more laps before she spoke again. “Where are Vasak and Dreta?”
“Vasak is off duty. She was so excited about hanging out with her new boy-toy that I thought she might spontaneously combust. Dreta’s on the security detail for the Mayor and the Liaison.”
“She’s here?” Maja looked over in surprise.
“Yup! Looks like Turox shit, but she’s here.”
Maja nodded, turning back to the window. “Get Vasak back here and in her armor. Tell her to suit up now, bitch later.” Maja rubbed the scar on her cheek, her eyes going unfocussed. “I’ve got that weird feeling in my gut… Something’s coming. I want to be ready for it.”
Pacing back and forth in front of the one-way glass, Levi looked down at his phone for what felt like the hundredth time. The parade hadn’t started, but the hash-tag was getting the occasional picture or video uploaded to it.
Wiping the sweat off of his palms, he resumed pacing. His stomach hurt. His shoulders hurt. Glancing at himself in the mirror, he corrected his posture again and ran a hand through his hair. How long had it been? Another peek at the phone told him that he’d only been here for ten minutes.
It felt like much longer.
The door gave a clank, and Levi fumbled with his phone as it swung open. The Shil’vati who stepped through exuded an air of crisp efficiency. She looked at Levi through narrowed eyes, then nodded at the chair. “Put your little toy away and sit.”
Levi swallowed as he moved to obey, tapping at his phone before setting it on the table.
“Hello, Mr. McClendon.”
Her voice was calm and quiet. Levi couldn’t help the shiver that washed through him.
“When do I get to talk to my lawyer?”
The woman looked up from her omni-pad with a sniff. “I’m afraid it doesn’t work like that, Mr. McClendon.” She raised an eyebrow. “The only person you’ll be talking to is me.”
Levi gave a faltering nod.
“Approximately two weeks ago, you made contact with a Mr. Stockdale and a Mr. Turner to conspire to break-”
“They don’t have anything to do with this.” Levi glared down at his hands as they sat clasped on the table.
“Ah,” The woman’s lips curled into a thin smile. “So you do know what this is about?”
“The swimming hole.” The words were bitter on his tongue.
“Not quite.” The woman sat her omni-pad down on the table top, and folded her hands. “You see, you knowingly and wilfully violated a legal injunction. Your actions were not only seditious, but could be viewed as a call to further sedition.” Her thin smile widened. “We can’t have that, Mr. McClendon.”
“What?!” Levi’s jaw dropped. “Digging a hole that’s been there for fifty years is sedition?!
Her brow creased into a frown. “Don’t play games with me, Mr. McClendon. We both know that your actions made a statement. Do you really expect me to believe that you weren’t aware of this when you acted?”
“I don’t expect you to believe anything.” Levi glowered at the woman.
She met his eyes for a moment, before turning back to her omni-pad. “I’m feeling generous today, Mr. McClendon. I’m going to let you choose your sentence. You can spend a tour in the marines, which is about five years as you know them. Or you can spend an equal amount of time in prison.”
“What?!” Levi erupted. “How is that an appropriate punishment for something that could literally be undone with a few hours worth of work?!”
“Irrelevant, Mr. McClendon.” She waved a hand, dismissively. “Perhaps you should have made better choices, hmm?”
Levi folded his arms and scowled, his jaw clenched.
The agent regarded him imperiously as the silence stretched.
Levi returned her gaze with narrowed eyes.
“Oh come now, Mr. McClendon. In times past, your choices would have been things like Keel-hauling, or hard labor, or public flogging. It’s-”
“That.” Levi interrupted. “I choose that.”
The agent blinked. “What?”
“I choose public flogging as my sentence.”
The agent scoffed. “Be serious, Mr. McClendon. We’re not savages. I’m not going to have you whipped in front of city hall.”
Levi stabbed a finger at the agent, ignoring the shaking in his hands. “You said that the sentence was my choice. That’s my choice.”
It was the agent’s turn to scowl. “I’m not in the mood for games, boy. That’s not a choice that I offered.”
“You didn’t say anything about choices. You just said I could choose. I have chosen.”
“You’re already on thin ice.” The agent leaned forward menacingly. “It would be a shame if you were to meet the monsters that lurk in the deep.”
“Renegotiating already?” Levi raised an eyebrow, the tightness in his chest making it hard to breath. “The word of the Interior is worth nothing, then?”
“You’ve got an awfully big mouth, you rotten little stiff.” Her lips curled into a snarl. “I would hate to see it get you into trouble.”
Levi leaned back in his chair, a grim smile coming easily to his face. “There’s going to be a lot of people quite interested to hear that the promises of the Interior ain’t even worth the air they’re spoken with.”
“Nobody is going to hear anything from you, Mr. McClendon.” The agent smiled. It was a cold and cruel looking thing. “If you can’t find the maturity to cooperate, I will be making the decision for you.”
Levi willed himself to ignore the threat, forcing his own smile wider. “They don’t need to hear it from me, ma’am. They’ve already heard it from you.”
“What?” The agent glanced back over her shoulder at the mirror. “There’s nobody here for you, Mr. McClendon. No one is coming to save you.” She leaned forward, teeth displayed in something that hovered between a snarl and a smile. “You don’t matter to them.”
Levi swallowed, snatching up his phone from where it lay on the table before he leaned back away from the agent. “That may well be, but I ‘magine there’s a few people here in spirit.” He unlocked the screen with clammy fingers, and his eyes widened. “...or maybe more than a few.”
The agent plucked the phone from his fingers, and her eyes widened as she saw her own face reflected from the Insta-face app.
She was live.
She was live, and there were well over three thousand views on the stream.
“Do you realize what you’ve done?!” She shrieked.
“Show my friends and neighbors what you really are?” He retorted, his expression hard. The knot in his chest was changing into something else. Something that burned hungrily.
The agent glanced down at the phone again and scrambled to terminate the stream when she saw that the number had risen still higher, growling in frustration as she did.
“You rotten little creezax! Are you trying to destroy my career?! If we can’t scrub that video fast enough it could damage integration progress across the entire country!”
Levi’s lips widened into a feral grin of his own, the trembling in his limbs forgotten. “Sounds like someone should have made better choices, ma’am.”
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2021.10.25 23:30 2000bratz People who are highly attractive and got cheated on, what red flags did you see?

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2021.10.25 23:30 the_circus Single blade helicopter with vertical fins

I imagine the torque of a helicopter could be countered by using some fairly large vertical aileron type things, and have no need for multiple rotors. I also imagine this could make for a much simpler helicopter. I don't imagine this is necessarily a good idea, since I'm sure it'd cause lots of drag. But if the goal was to mainly go up and down it might be good. I also don't imagine I'm the first person to think of trying this, so what happened when it was tried out? Who and when tried something like this?
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2021.10.25 23:30 PetrutK 🚀 $Baby RocketBunny 🐰 - Fair Faunched Today| Mooning 40K MC| Audited | 100% LP Locked 1 Month | Bullish Chart📈

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2021.10.25 23:30 Stamaskas Legate Rikke Dark Face w Vortex (Bijin NPCs)

I am having trouble fixing a specific dark face issue. From what I can tell, she is the only one of the 3 Bijin modded character having issues. I have spent the last couple hours researching and trying to figure out how to fix it. I thought I found out how to fix it till it did not fix the issue.
Specifically is the fact I am using Vortex. I always used MO when playing Skyrim but when I went to play SSE recently, I wanted to enjoy a Vanilla based game with very few mods changing how the actual game functions (aka mostly graphic mods), so I chose Vortex since it seemed it would handle this well, but now I am running into a dark face I did not expect and cannot figure out how to fix.
MO I would usually be able to adjust the esp and data order to try and fix this, but I see no real way of doing that in Vortex. The only thing I did was add a rule for Bijin NPCs to load after MLU Immersive Armors, as I found that was creating a face conflict. This fixed the conflicts as shown in the screenshot below: (since I cannot imbed the screenshot)
If you do not trust the link, just know that there is no red conflicts in Head Parts and the last loaded in Bijin, which is how the characters that are working look.
Is there something else I can do with Vortex to try and fix this, or do I need to transition everything over to MO2 in order to fix it? If you need any more info, I am happy to give it.
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2021.10.25 23:30 bloodmisttsuki Kali Linux on persistent USB just started loading up black.

Im on an HP laptop running from persistence USB. As the title suggests, every time I load into the distro like I always do, it boots up the dragon, then after that it hits some Errors and presents me with my mouse curser for a split second and then goes black.
Backlight goes off as well.
It turns off and on just fine.
I tried editing the parameters in the grub command line by either using adding “radeon.modeset=0” , along with other combos including:
“nomodeset grub_gfxmode=vesa” and the like.
One of these combos actually lets me stay on the screen with curser. One lets me move the curser, the other does not. But it just stays there and doesn’t go black like it does when I DONT edit the parameters.
This is not a fresh install, but it is up to date to the latest release.
I could really use the help, as I need my distro back so I can finish the tryhackme event. Thanks in advance!
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2021.10.25 23:30 3_bean_wizard tried to install mod now game wont start

so i installed this mod on steam that just allowed me to spawn anything in so i could dick around on story mode. I later uninstalled it so that i could play online. i just reinstalled it, the game wouldnt start. i uninstalled the mod, verified integrity of game files, and when i press play the game dosen't show up but steam and social club says it's running. what do i do?
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2021.10.25 23:30 liquidpeanutman Friendship ended with Katana 50, Katana 100 white is my best friend

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2021.10.25 23:30 GreebSetter James Patterson Maximum Ride Manga Vol. 3 And 4

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2021.10.25 23:30 fauxuniverse Why does a porn account follow me on twitter

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2021.10.25 23:30 DisneyDilemmaBot How to cover up your bald spot with feces

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2021.10.25 23:30 KLDragonik_Games Encuentro promedio de Beelce y El Admin en el Gym

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2021.10.25 23:30 TraditionalGoal422 🎉Shibdogemoon Just launched today | 5% LP 5% Marketing | Dedicated team members

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💰 Total supply: 1,000,000,000
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2021.10.25 23:30 Tomaskraven Theory about the DD2 lore

After watching a full run of the Denial chapter i started wondering... why is the boss of that chapter a shackled brain. Why are the locks despair, lamentation, wasting and regret. Why is it called Pity the Great Denier? Why does the fight end when you destroy these locks and free the mind?
And then i got the idea that they are going with an introspective lore. The darkest dungeon is within oneself. It is your baggage, your regrets, your losses, your failures. Thats why you face your past... that why you gather hope.
The darkest dungeon is your internal demons, the things that make people go mad. The stuff that makes villains. Trauma.
So my theory is that it is an overarching theme of personal liberation and growth, to keep on living and fighting for another day. Or something like that...
What are your thoughts, guys?
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2021.10.25 23:30 crazygoodinvestor

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2021.10.25 23:30 shadowmuppetry Is anybody currently using this or anything like it? Is this a good system? Difficulty hiding all the accessories?

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2021.10.25 23:30 Perfecttimingpodcast THE #WORLD IS YOURS- podcast funded by the listener #cashapp $bigdrants ...

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