What in the world is going on since the update this week. I’ve never seen such weak and timid game play in my life. As a brawler main it makes it absolutely impossible because every single match is either ultra passive or everyone just abandons their flanks.
As a 5 year vet I’m aware this has always been and issue but holy crap it’s unbearable right now
Lately this page has felt like it’s become almost entirely political, so let’s switch gears and talk about an actual mystery.
What do you think really happened during the Khamar-Daban incident?
For those who haven’t heard of it, a group of experienced hikers in Siberia suddenly began collapsing. According to the lone survivor, some were foaming at the mouth, convulsing, bleeding, tearing at their clothes, and acting completely irrational before dying. The official explanation was hypothermia, but a lot of people feel that doesn’t fully account for the survivor’s description.
So what’s your theory?
Did they unknowingly stumble into a Soviet chemical or nerve agent test? Some kind of environmental toxin? A rare natural phenomenon? Something military that was covered up? Or do you think it’s one of those cases that genuinely defies a conventional explanation?
I’m not looking for the “correct” answer. I’m just curious what people here think is the most plausible explanation and why.
Maybe this will spark insight into the Dyatlov Pass incident or other odd phenomena like this.
I wrote this a few years ago when I was thinking about my first dog Sabrina’s passing. I decided to share it because I feel like everyone has lost something they care about in life. Hopefully these words resonate with someone. It doesn’t have to be pet loss it could be any type.
The writing is messy and raw but it was the exact emotions I was feeling at the time.
Death
I hate death, I hate it because it's final. I hate it because you can't stop it. It comes for every living thing on the planet. It's comfort is only something we create in our mind. For example if someone is suffering from a terminal illness and they die we say"atleast they aren't suffering anymore". Well how do we know that? If there is nothing after this existence isn't suffering in this life far better than not existing at all? Death is something we know nothing about but yet is a part of everything's life.
I hate death because it's unexpected, minus a few very rare circumstances. We never know the time, place or method on how we die. We never know if we will suffer, if it'll be quick and painless or long and drawn out. It often leaves us with words unspoken, thoughts not realized and emotions arriving to late. It's a continuous shadow that follows us everyday, lurking behind every door we open, every interaction we have, every step we take, every bite we eat. It waits for the most inopportune time to rear its ugly head. I hate death because it makes a sick game of life. It's a game that can never be won and so you spend your whole life avoiding pitfalls to inevitably die just like everything else. If death is in a sadistic mood it can even give the decision of death to you. Wether you need to pull the plug on a family member, euthanize a pet or end your own life for various reasons it's sustained on the torment it creates for you. Death is a bitch.
I hate death because it steals from you and never replenishes the well. With every family member, pet, friend and living being you've invested in, the pain of the loss drains you. It leaves voids in your soul and even though you can love another, the love you had for that specific life is wounded forever. So at the end of your life if you're lucky enough to live to be elderly your soul is full of holes from past on loved ones.
I hate death because it's unfair. It never seems to come early for the people that deserve it. The tyrant, the racist, the abuser, the selfish, the destroyer. It always comes early for the innocent, the feeble, the poor, the hardworking mother or father, The stand out son or daughter. Obviously death comes for all no matter race, creed, economic status but it does seem to have a curious way of picking out the good people and leaving the ones rotten to the core around just a little bit longer.
I hate death because I can't fix it, I can't bring an essence back, I can't rewind time. I just sit here reminiscing and yearning for the past. Death takes all the control out of your hands. We as humans struggle with control everyday and the one thing in the entire universe you wish you could control is just out of reach. The only time is does give you control is when it wants to play it's sadistic game.
I hate death because it's a reflection of myself. My insecurities, my beliefs, my core. It makes me question all of them and does the shittiest thing imaginable by not providing answers. It leaves you in the dark like the shadowy figure it is, lost and alone searching for a resolution to a question that exist within all living consciousness.
Most of all I hate death because I love you. it stole your essence, your light, our bond.
I’m a secondary player through and through, they are the ships I have the most fun with by far even if they aren’t great.
I didn’t think it was possible to have a better ship than the Mikey but here we have it.
The legates secondary fires are cracked and its normal guns are great. In my opinion it’s the second best secondary ship we have just under the Atlantico