Pariah group Puns

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There is a natural balance in all things. Good, bad, right, wrong, life, death. Where there is one thing, there is something to balance it. Heaven and the Underworld are two key points of balance in our existence, with a middle ground ment for those who just dont belong in any afterlife. Limbo, a place between  Heaven and the Underworld, a infinite void of nothingness for all those who dont belong. It is a place not made for joy, or sorrow, for good, or bad. It is nothingness eternal, but what if there wasn't just a void for the outcasts? What if there was a place for all outcasts to belong, a place that is neither Heaven, nor the Underworld, good, nor bad. This, my friends, is Pariah, a land for outcasts, a home for the unwanted, a safe haven for the forgotten.

Pariah is a place where all things exist. It isnt just medieval, or scifi, or modern, or anything specific. It is all things at once, a Oasis of creativity, a place where the only things stopping you from having what you want, being what you want, and doing what you want, is your own writing skill and imagination. Everyone is invited, regardless of race, gender, views, or beliefs. It is a home for those who need one, and those who want a positive, and fun environment. There is more to read, and more to see, but if I've captured your interest, you are more than welcome to join in, ask your questions, and see what Pariah has in store for you before committing to anything.

Thank you for reading, and I hope to see you all in Pariah, home of the outcasts! https://discord.gg/gsj3g5X

Welcome to Pariah. We're a 21+ clan, focusing on H1Z1, Arma 3, and a ton of other games more casually. We are very active, and are neither a bandit nor hero clan. We are simply survivors. To Apply- Reply to this post with the following: SteamID (a direct link to your SteamCommunity.com page is preferred.) Age Timezone/Location A brief message about why you'd like to join Preferred role in multiplayer games (Sniper, Medic, Infantry, General Support, Etc.) Requirements for Application- 21+ Access to TeamSpeak. You must be able to join us on TeamSpeak, with a working headset/microphone | Also please if you are playing something through steam we would like you to be on teamspeak in case others would want to join you Acceptance of Trial Period. All new recruits will be evaluated for a minimum of one month to determine whether they can be an asset to Pariah. You understand that you may be asked to leave if you aren't a good fit for us. Membership is not guaranteed. Follow Orders. We don't promote people lightly The people in charge are there because they have displayed leadership skills and their judgement is trusted. That said, in-game group leadership is largely based upon who's already leading the group. Our officers will not jump into your game and start barking orders or change the course of what your group is doing. No Trolling. Whether directed at clan members or randoms in-game, it is unacceptable. Grown-ups only. Regular Attendance. You don't have to play every day or even every week, but this isn't a clan for casual players. We take gaming seriously, and expect the same from you. Visit us at our subreddit Pariah Gaming Co

Former fundie here. Was raised an Orthodox Jew. If the kids had any issues, you’d never find out. That shit gets swept under the rug faster than you could say “blessed”.

None of the other families had “problem kids” like me (I later found out they did but didn’t tell anyone of course), which made my self esteem issues even worse. The reason they hide it is twofold:

1. first, they believe God punished people with problematic children, so if they admit they have problematic children, then they must be no better than anyone else, or not faithful enough, because God wouldn’t have punished them if they’d glorified Him enough. They want to give off the idea that serving God will cause God to protect them, otherwise what would be the point of going through the immense hassle of being fundie? So they have to give off the image of the perfect family in order to attract people to the cult. Or to justify their insularity and weird customs to the outside world.

2. Future marriage prospects. I don’t know if this is the case with Christian fundies but in Orthodox Judaism, matchmaking, or shidduchim, is the ultimate measure of a family’s success at raising children. If they’re seen as a good family, without “problems,” the kids get matched with people of “higher caliber.” It’s almost as if an unsaid points system exists.

The marriage conundrum

Family is wealthy? Family is supporting sons and sons in law learning Torah full time (a sign of wealth and piety)? Kid get into the right seminaries and yeshivas (which won’t accept kids with visible disabilities)? “Good family” with well-behaved kids? They gain points.

Kids have a disability or are overweight? Parents got divorced? Known molestation in the family? Parent(s) are converts or became religious as adults (their secular influence earlier on leads them to have unacceptable worldly influence on their kids that they could tarnish their spouse’s kedusha (holiness) with)? Kids get expelled or suspended from their closed-minded schools for asking the “wrong” questions or showing any critical thinking (means parents didn’t do a good enough job or protecting them or aren’t strong enough believers themselves? Minus points.

Matchmakers are trying to get the kids to marry the lowest point value they’d accept, while parents are pushing for their kids to marry the highest point value they can “score”. The push-pull nature of shidduchim and the ultimate result not only shows other families how “successfu

Obviously this is a throwaway account.

This morning I (44f) heard from a h.s. acquaintance that a classmate is dying from Covid Pneumonia.

She is a registered nurse, and is morbidly obese. (Not fat shaming, but I can see the co-morbidity in her profile pic) She intentionally lost her job by not taking the vaccine. Woe is her.

She is struggling and has been intubated a few days ago. She is so scared she is going to die and leave her adult & teenage children alone.

Someone said to me, well, she doesn't deserve that, though.

Here is the confession part, I kinda think she does. She was(is?) A f*cking miserable bitch who made me miserable for many years. She was a cheerleader type and racist as fuck against me (one of the only POC at our school) . She physically intimidated me regularly, lied about me, put gum in my hair, and was a shitty 80's bully character from 4th grade until I moved away during high school. I once begged her to stop bullying me and she said if I got on my hands and knees at the football game in front of our whole town she would stop. WTF? Are you a villian from an after school special? I had to avoid a lot of places so she wouldn't torture me. Physically, mentally, and isolating me from a lot of people by lying about me. She started rumors I was hitting on her. That I stared at her and other girls too much. Back then, even a whiff of 'the gay' could make you a social pariah in a small town. I quit attending church group because she implied I was a lesbian devil, and no one would believe me that I didn't need conversion therapy. I know that sounds so dumb now but in 1992, it was a thing.

Not only did she make me miserable, but she is a rabid Trumper and anti-vax dumbass. As a nurse. The mind boggles. I have also been working in mental healthcare and I am vaxx'ed and boosted. I wear masks and take all precautions I can because (spoiler alert) Covid can be deadly. I am a chubby lady and I have other health concerns-but Covid doesn't need a reason to kill. Weirdly, viruses don't have voter registration records and don't care what you support.

So no, I don't feel sorry that she has Covid, or that she is dying. I feel like at least some of it is self inflicted wounds. I know this makes me a jerk, but reading her Facebook posts citing her expertise as a nurse and saying that the 'Main stream media's' manipulation wasn't going to trick her. Mmm, nah girl they got you. Tricked you right into ICU. Idiot.

So no, I am not sendin

Introduction

Hi everyone, first post here and I actually found this subreddit due to this post. This is inspired as a direct follow up to that. (I’m also attempting to talk about something that has played out over about 30 books on and off, so if anyone need clarification I can try in the comments). But for anyone whom doesn’t know; Warrior Cats, or Warriors, is a children’s novel series about groups of cats (called Clans) that live near each other and share a code of honor, the Warrior Code. First released in 2003, a simple idea for a series of six books has expanded into a franchise of over eighty books. As it stands now there are 7 main arcs of 6 novels each, over a dozen Super Editions (larger mostly standalone novels about one character about twice the size of a regular book), several novella collections, manga stories and other assorted books with details on each rule of the warrior code, character collection books etc. They aren’t exactly quick little kids reads either; a regular Warriors novel is usually slightly over 300 pages. Another arc of 6 books is due to start in April 2022, a manga one-shot in June 2022 and a new Super Edition (character selected by fans) in later 2022 as well. I have no doubt the franchise will pass 100 books eventually and it shows no signs of slowing down. The 7th arc recently wrapped with A Light in the Mist.

The novels are written by a group under the pen name Erin Hunter, whom also has novel series based on bears, dogs and jungle animals, though Warriors is by far the most expansive/popular.

While Warriors doesn’t have the widespread recognition of Harry Potter or Percy Jackson, it still has a dedicated fanbase and the official website has somewhat recently started selling merch too. As an adult you can see some of the tropes and writing patterns and other flaws but as a kid the books can be quite fun. I may have written my first fanfic ever back on FanFiction.net about Warriors. There are tons of fanart and videos as well. Even some of the older adult fans like to take their shot at rewriting entire arcs for fun. It’s a pretty light magic system too and technically takes place in our world with humans (Twolegs) and cars on roads (monsters on Thunderpaths). As far as the fandom in general check out [this](https://www.youtu

Author's Note:

Welcome back, everybody! This chapter ended up being over 9000 words long, so it's getting split up into two updates. Part 2 will be posted on Monday at the usual time.

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Eighty minutes until the teleportation spell was ready.

Rob paced back and forth across an empty street on the outskirts of Elven territory. Orn’tol and Zamira were facing away from him, keeping their watchful eyes on Broadwater’s empty streets. They didn't actually need to be on the lookout, as the Blight’s entry attempts were always heralded by a hideous sound that could be heard from one end of Deserter territory to another, but his pacing was making them nervous. Rob was aware of the effect it was having on them, but found that he couldn’t stop even if he wanted to. Sensory overload was pulling his limbs along like a puppeteer tugging at strings. The half-healed nerves in his arm were tingling, the Corruption within was burning, the sun was beating down on his face, and the anticipation of how the next few hours would play out was wreaking havoc on his mental state.

Something was going to happen. Something always happened.

The Blight tended to make entry attempts just a little away from the Deserters – presumably to give its spawn time to mature – but that left a wide area to cover, and it was unlikely that Rob’s trio would be the first to defend against new incursions. His group was formed for the purpose of responding to entry attempts as they came, which is why it consisted of himself, Zamira, and Orn’tol, three of the highest-Dexterity members in the Deserters. Group B consisted of Keira, Taleya, and a Ranger named Harkin, who were situated on the opposite end of Deserter territory. Both of their groups were positioned to cover as much ground as possible. It was a strategy they'd implemented three days ago, and so far, it had worked like a charm. At least one group was always able to respond to an entry attempt in short order.

But ‘in short order’ wasn’t ‘immediately’. Odds were that either some of the Rangers or some of the Fiends would be closer to any given entry attempt, and they couldn’t afford to wait for reinforcements. Not when leaving the Blightspawn to their own devices could result in unchecked mutating and multiplying. As a consequence, Rob had barely arrived in time to prevent casualties from occurring on two occasions now, and that was with his new boost in Dexterity. The way those situations could have played out were weighing on his

Do your worst!

I’ve been wanting to do this forever because I am a huge Beatles and Gaylor fan but I thought I was the only one who believes both in Gaylor and McLennon (more on that later) but I’m on break from grad school and bored because omicron and some of y'all showed interest in it so I guess why the hell not.

Before we begin I need to give a little bit of background. If you are not a Beatles fan please just bear with me here… and also go listen to Rubber Soul, if you like folklore, you will like it, I promise. Also, I’m not here to debate John Lennon’s shitty behavior, that is not the focus of this post. If that’s what you want to talk about please go somewhere else. This is just for fun.

Everyone knows The Beatles. But the reasons for their breakup are still subject of debate. For years, Yoko Ono was blamed for the breakup of a band made up of four grown-ass men, despite the fact that none of the men themselves actually blamed here. Last year, Peter Jackson’s Get Back documentary (available on Disney plus), made with footage from the Get Back sessions in early 1969, captured The Beatles in their last days as a band, trying to recapture the magic after the tense White Album sessions of 1968. I highly recommend watching the documentary. It is clear that, even though there is tension, the band clearly still loved each other, and wanted to make music together.

There was no one reason for the breakup, in fact, it was a number of factors, beginning with the death of their manager Brian Epstein, who was gay. Epstein died of an overdose in 1967. He had struggled with drug addiction and his sexuality. It is also well-known that he and John Lennon had gone on holiday together in 1963, to Barcelona. Pete Shotton, childhood friend of Lennon, confirms that Epstein and Lennon hooked up on this holiday.

But what I really want to focus on here is the Lennon/McCartney relationship. And I will be telling it through the lens of folklore. I highly recommend the One Sweet Dream podcast which covers the Lennon/McCartney relationship and the breakup as it covers way more than I can talk about here and I would likely bore most of you.

It is well known that Taylor is friends with Stella McCartney, Paul McCartney’s daughter. She also did an interview with [Sir Paul]

For context I'm a Refuse Driver (Garbage man) & today I was on food waste. After I'd tipped I was checking the wagon for any defects when I spotted a lone pea balanced on the lifts.

I said "hey look, an escaPEA"

No one near me but it didn't half make me laugh for a good hour or so!

Edit: I can't believe how much this has blown up. Thank you everyone I've had a blast reading through the replies 😂

SURPRISE!! Merry Christmas everyone, I got you a Double Feature!

I had planned to give you two chapters, and this one was a little short, but now it isn't.

Here is the Previous chapter.

As always, I am open to criticisms and ideas. I hope you enjoy.

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-Ruufarrl-

The inside of the Training School was surprisingly similar to him. It had a small waiting area into which they had entered, separated from the learning area by a half wall. On the far end of the Training area was a wall length mirror flanked by a door and bins for training weapons.

A class of thirteen students were working together on some sort of grappling techniques. Before they all stopped and stared at the newcomers, he saw them practicing throwing each other to the ground with a smooth movement of the hips and shoulders and gaining control of the thrown student. Some saw them walk in, while others caught them in the mirror. The class effectively halted as they all turned to take in the new arrivals. A woman about Dianna's age with light brown hair pulled back into a tail stepped forward after they entered and spoke in Galactic Standard.

"Class, these are the special guests that I talked about earlier. Most of you should remember Mr. Mclaughlin. Conrad, would you mind introducing us to your guest?"

"Of course, Master Silva. Everyone, this is Ruufarrl. He is a Ruulothi Battlemaster and former Clan Head of the Night Manes."

Ruufarrl stepped forward at his indicating gesture and gave a small bow. "It is my pleasure and Honor to be here at your Training Academy."

He saw some small conversations amongst the students, all an older student speaking to a younger. *"Ahh, it seems that not all of them have a full grasp of Galactic Standard. They are not yet integrated, so it is understandable."*​ Almost as though she was reading his mind, Master Silva nodded to the students, "I apologize, some of them are still learning GalStan. We on the Gulf Border learn it as a matter of course, but you will find that the farther away from that border you get the less likely your average citizen will know it. We do expect that to change, the longer we are in contact with the Community. But it will take time."

"There is no need to apologize. Your diligence reflects well on you." She gave a

There is a natural balance in all things. Good, bad, right, wrong, life, death. Where there is one thing, there is something to balance it. Heaven and Hell are two key points of balance in our existence, with a middle ground ment for those who just dont belong in any afterlife. Limbo, a place between  Heaven and Hell, a infinite void of nothingness for all those who dont belong. It is a place not made for joy, or sorrow, for good, or bad. It is nothingness eternal, but what if there wasn't just a void for the outcasts? What if there was a place for all outcasts to belong, a place that is neither Heaven, nor Hell, good, nor bad. This, my friends, is Pariah, a land for outcasts, a home for the unwanted, a safe haven for the forgotten.

Pariah is a place where all things exist. It isnt just medieval, or scifi, or modern, or anything specific. It is all things at once, a Oasis of creativity, a place where the only things stopping you from having what you want, being what you want, and doing what you want, is your own writing skill and imagination. Everyone is invited, regardless of race, sex, views, or beliefs. It is a home for those who need one, and those who want a positive, and fun environment. There is more to read, and more to see, but if I've captured your interest, you are more than welcome to join in, ask your questions, and see what Pariah has in store for you before committing to anything.

Thank you for reading, and I hope to see you all in Pariah, home of the outcasts! https://discord.gg/gsj3g5X

There is a natural balance in all things. Good, bad, right, wrong, life, death. Where there is one thing, there is something to balance it. Heaven and the Underworld are two key points of balance in our existence, with a middle ground ment for those who just dont belong in any afterlife. Limbo, a place between  Heaven and the Underworld, a infinite void of nothingness for all those who dont belong. It is a place not made for joy, or sorrow, for good, or bad. It is nothingness eternal, but what if there wasn't just a void for the outcasts? What if there was a place for all outcasts to belong, a place that is neither Heaven, nor is it the Underworld, good, nor bad. This, my friends, is Pariah, a land for outcasts, a home for the unwanted, a safe haven for the forgotten.

Pariah is a vast, and diverse land, filled with many things to explore. The tropical center, home to the City of Pariah, is a beautiful, and safe land. The cold north, a unruly place, is home to some of the strongest men, resilient beasts. The great desert of the west is a wild land, home to outlaws, great heat, and many mysteries. The toxic swamp of the east is home to the most poisonous plants, venomous creatures, and wild beast folk in all the land. And then, there is the south, the lush green land of the world, with the most tame creatures, vast forests, and diverse locals. In Pariah, there is no shortage of adventure, never a dull moment. It is a land of many things, a place of great mysteries, all for the outcasts to explore.

This community is a place where all things exist. It isnt just medieval, or scifi, or modern, or anything specific. It is all things at once, a oasis of creativity, a place where the only things stopping you from having what you want, being what you want, and doing what you want, is your own writing skill and imagination. Everyone is invited, regardless of race, gender, views, or beliefs. It is a home for those who need one, and those who want a positive, and fun environment. There is more to read, and more to see, but if I've captured your interest, you are more than welcome to join, ask your questions, and see what Pariah has to offer.

Thank you for reading, and I hope to see you all in Pariah, home of the outcasts! https://discord.gg/gsj3g5X

We are Pariah Gaming Company. Currently we are a small clan/guild that is looking to recruit new gamers! Currently we play H1Z1, GTA V, Elder Scrolls Online, ARMA 3, Heroes and Generals, War Thunder, and dabble in tons of other games. We are a mature group that is all 21+ years old. Everyone uses teamspeak when we play together. If you are looking for a structured group that is organized in games look no further! If you would like to join up then post a reply here or message me directly! Our main requirements for joining are

1. You have a working microphone and teamspeak 3

2. Be at least 21 years old

3. Play games with us and be in teamspeak!

Visit us here as well Pariah Gaming Co