Robot Battle

2021.10.18 07:15 AnimatorJC Robot Battle

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2021.10.18 07:15 Volumes09 Has anyone started seeing ECBP C921 anywhere?

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2021.10.18 07:15 ManyWoesNoAnswers Female "SG Nasi Lemak" openly sharing personal details of negative tinder dates and shaming guys. Why do females get away double standards and doxxing? (More links in comments)

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2021.10.18 07:15 Ufsrvjhdtdg Can’t sleep :/

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2021.10.18 07:15 Not_Mir Medieval Sultan With A Healing Touch: How Firoz Shah Tughlaq Worked For A Benevolent Form Of Rule

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2021.10.18 07:15 pothead_moe Fnx 45 tactical with a colt gold cup national match

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2021.10.18 07:15 Team-Prodigy My guild is pve and I did pvp stuff, will this remove our status as a pve guild?

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2021.10.18 07:15 Euphoric_Skirt3538 🐶 ShibPuppy | Just launched | Big marketing incoming | Based devs

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4% Reflections 😍
3% To the liquidity pool 🌊
4% Goes towards marketing 🔥
2% Additional sell tax ➕
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Private Sale:
We have already filled a private sale of 75 BNB which was open to influencers only. We will soon allocate a small portion of the private sale to the public!
Launch:
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🐶Renounced Ownership: https://bscscan.com/token/0x923c3ccb8be4cff93cfb123638677eb3edd51e8d#readContract
Early contributors will be well rewarded so stay tuned ShibaPuppy Fam and prepare for our take off to the moon! 🤍
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2021.10.18 07:15 lupyuen CBOR Payload Formatter for The Things Network

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2021.10.18 07:15 AnisEtoile [UPDATE] 10 mo ago my step sibblings didn't care about my step dad.

I posted a few times about my agi g step dad and how hard Covid restrictions have been on him.
One od hjs daughters has now decided to call him on a regular basis. This is great but I can't help but see an ulterior motive. My mother, a family friend and I are still the only ones taking care of him. The dementia is getting worst! He asked me to go buy him a car a few weeks ago! That strong man was whom I learned to drive with... now I push him in a wheelchair and I can only hug him and tell him how much he meant for me.
I've made my peace and know that soon ot will be goodbye... and, to be honest, i'm happy to never deal with his kids again.
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2021.10.18 07:15 Frost-Dragon-4800 Why the hell is conquest damage so inconsistent?

With no consumables or data disks changed, how come I go from doing 250k consistently for many matches and suddenly start hitting for 30k?
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2021.10.18 07:15 RadicalPizza__ Roaming Bones

A gust of wind blew swiftly through the trees of Grimsden Forest carrying a chill from the river. An owl was nestled among the red, brown, and orange leaves. Its call pierced the quiet night, rising above the cacophony of sounds from living things. Autumn was at its peak. Evicted from its temporary residence by the cool wind, the owl took flight, soaring above the short treetops and gazing down upon its domain. The full moon was blocked by thick clouds, so the bright colors of fall were muted by the dark night, but a dazzling light shone through an opening at the edge of the owl’s vision. It was pink, then green, then blue. The owl flew closer, curious of the strange sight. As the bird grew nearer, it began to hear fast-paced music. It pulled its wings into its sides as it landed on a branch near the source of the constantly changing lights. This location was familiar to the owl: The abandoned Carter House. The owl visited the place frequently, hunting mice that scurried across the decaying floorboards and perching on the caved roof. People had not visited the house in decades, or at least they hadn’t until tonight. 
The Carter House was positively bustling with young partygoers. They danced to strange music and held unnaturally shaped objects that were filled with dark liquid. The owl tilted its head in disapproval at the immaturity of these humans. Its curiosity satisfied, the pompous bird took off once more. Suddenly, the forest was lit with the brilliance of daylight. The owl’s flight faltered as it was stunned by the brightness, but as quickly as the light had come, it receded again. The bird looked to the moon. The clouds covering it had gone, but could the reserved moonlight have truly caused such a surprising shine? Pushing the unexplained phenomenon out of its mind, the white owl finished the aerial voyage to its nest and went promptly to sleep.
Meanwhile, back at the chaotic Carter House, unspeakable things were taking place in one of the old closets. In another closet, the floorboards broke as a skeletal hand touched the air for the first time in a very long while. The hand belonged to Eugene Carter, a man of generations past. The reason for his whereabouts under the floor was a nefarious one indeed. Long ago, in 1953, he had quarreled with one Fred Stevenson over a woman named Nancy. It began as a quintessential love triangle between friends. Eugene and Fred were inseparable as children of the 30s, but the trouble began when they both were hired at the factory that had moved into town in 1948. There was a small diner across from their shared workplace, and in that diner worked Nancy Lee. The two best friends shared the thought that she was the most beautiful sight they had laid eyes on. Every day Eugene and Fred would go to the diner together after work and attempt to win Nancy’s love.
The three of them became close as five years passed. However, the easygoing atmosphere between them came to an end on the stormy Halloween night of 1953. Eugene, Fred, and Nancy were all intoxicated from a night on the town and had fallen asleep on Fred’s sofa. The bonds of friendship were broken when Fred woke up to the noise of Eugene and Nancy having drunken relations on his own couch. He kicked them out immediately and could not fall back asleep that night, feeling betrayed by his best friend and rejected by his love. Fred’s anger never subsided, so he made the decision to follow Eugene home. There at the Carter House, Fred discovered his old friend unconscious in bed. With a knife in hand and rage in heart, the jealous man stained his hands with murder as lightning cracked the sky.
As soon as the deed was done, Fred dropped his blade in regret. He realized how irrational he had been, but it was too late. He spent the rest of the night hiding Eugene’s corpse under the floorboards of a secluded closet. He departed from the Carter house at dawn with a haunted gaze and the two men were never heard from again, until sixty-eight years later, that is. The skeletal hand of Eugene Carter felt around the dusty floorboard for a moment, decided it was a solid surface, and pulled the rest of the body up. If he had eyes, Eugene would have blinked, but he instead took stock of his surroundings by sweeping his yellowed skull from side to side. Yes, he was in his bedroom, but it had changed in his absence. With as much expression as a skeleton could muster, he mourned the unchecked decline of his beloved home.
“Hmm?” Eugene questioned as he realized there was loud music coming from the floor below, “Now what kind of beatnik hooligans are down there?” He stood up fully and brushed the loose cobwebs off of his bones. He seemed to not notice that he was only the skeleton of a man. Eugene stormed downstairs with frustration in his stride. He was taken aback by the colorful flashing lights, but he marched into the active crowd anyway. “Nice costume, bro!” said a boy with long hair.
“Yeah, yeah, hippie. Want a knuckle sandwich? You’re trespassing!” accused Eugene.
“What are you talking about, man? This house has been abandoned forever.” Eugene looked down at his hand and truly saw for the first time that it was without skin or muscle. He touched his face and only felt bone. He slowly realized he had been dead, probably for a while.
“Well, I guess that’s fair. Ol’ Freddy gave me the royal shaft back in ‘68, so I couldn’t take care of the place.”
“That sucks, dude! Maybe you can try to cheer up by joining the party!”
“Righto buddy, let’s see what this bash is about! I’m Eugene, Eugene Carter.” “I’m Ethan; smell ya later!”
There seemed to be a haze in Eugene’s mind that blocked all of the emotions and revelations that would come with being raised from the dead after almost seventy years. His only goal was to have fun now, so he delved deeper into the party. As if someone was welcoming him personally, the music suddenly changed. Eugene’s bones shook as the speakers were cranked to the maximum intensity.
“Spooky, scary skeletons / Send shivers down your spine / Shrieking skulls will shock your soul / Seal your doom tonight!”
Eugene danced with reckless abandon for hours, meeting new friends and having the time of his death. All of the women made him immediately forget his love for Nancy Lee. It was time for him to approach yet another. He held out a bony hand to her. “Come on, snake! Let’s rattle!” he called, using one of his signature lines. She fell into his arms as he laughed contently. “Agagagagagaga!” Ironically, he had become the life of the party. Some time passed, and Eugene reentered the Carter House with a girl in each arm. “Ethan!” he called.
“Eugene, where’d you go? I thought you dripped on out on us!” replied the young man, delighted as seeing his new friend again.
“Oh, you know. These dolls and I were playing a game of backseat bingo! Call me the Bone Daddy! Agagaga!” he explained.
A ray of sunlight pierced through the window. Dawn had arrived. The party began to die down as the magic of darkness waned. Eugene stumbled; his leg had detached. “Ain’t that a bite...I’m falling apart.” Ethan rushed over and supported him.
“You alright?” the boy asked with concern.
“Don’t worry about me. I’ll be back next Halloween. I...I feel it in...my bones.” With that said, his skull tumbled to the ground. Sometime later, when people were dispersing after a night of debauchery, a girl spoke to Ethan. “Hey,” she began. “Let your mom know we said thank you for telling us about this place.”
“Yeah, I will,” Ethan replied. His mom had mentioned a few days prior her friend that used to live in a mansion in the forest. Ethan took a look at Eugene’s bones again, then shook his head. “Nah, couldn’t be.”
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2021.10.18 07:15 Capable-Computer6268 MiniSatoshi | Bitcoin rewards ✅ NFTs - 100x Opportunity - Only 400 holders ✅ Transparent team

MiniSatoshi is a Bitcoin rewards DeFi token on the Binance Smart Chain (BSC), inspired by the mysterious creator of Bitcoin, Satoshi Nakamoto, himself. Their first NFT collection, "We Are Satoshi" sold out in only twenty minutes. They just stealth-launched their second collection, "We Are Satoshi Freaks", on their Knights-DeFi platform; just in time for Halloween!
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➡️ Pancakeswap : https://pancakeswap.finance/swap?outputCurrency=0x0e7671296cba98aba1327ce57c8d0903d6c35a6f
➡️ Renounced Ownership: https://bscscan.com/token/0x0e7671296cba98aba1327ce57c8d0903d6c35a6f#readContract
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2021.10.18 07:15 shreddednerves Lil Ugly Mane - Volcano Bird Enemy & The Voiced Concern [2021]

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2021.10.18 07:15 Smol_Cocks420 Anime_irl

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2021.10.18 07:15 arrowforlyf evil little things

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2021.10.18 07:15 nathan37477 behemoths ranked by difficulty(in my personal opinion) :)

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2021.10.18 07:15 PixelMatteo Is this a crime? Mayo and hard boiled egg pizza, also called Rossini pizza, exclusively made in Pesaro, Italy.

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2021.10.18 07:15 tbdfbaofbeb [WP] How do I make these lyrics better?

So I’m making a song about people using tragedies for their own attention and validation. Things like BM, AM, Save the chldren, ALS challenge, showing you vtee on social media, etc. pretty much anything that makes you seem as tho you bragged about something and that’s the only reason you did it/spport it. My lyrics so far are “the only time blck lives matters when a blck guys splattered on the ground and the only time you wanna save the ch*ldren’s when the kids ain’t around”. Some people have said I need to make people think and let people’s guards down instead of attacking everyone and putting people’s guards up. This song is to call out people and make them mad (getting people mad means they’ll talk about it). So how do I make this better and go from here?
(Had to censor letters so the post stays up)
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2021.10.18 07:15 kn1ght2mar3 i’ve been using my brother’s toothbrush for 2 months and idk what to do

so basically i lost mine 2 months ago (i have no idea how i lost it. probably got too high/drunk one night or something) and i started using my brother’s. i wanna ask for a new one, but then my parents would ask what toothbrush have i been using and i’d had to fess up. idk what to do i’m too far deep 😫
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2021.10.18 07:15 BruceMagoose_ Anyone wanna chat? bored...

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2021.10.18 07:15 Randomdude1902 People of Reddit a portal from an alternate Dimension pops out in the middle of your living room in an alternate version of yourself that is only difference is the gender pop out what will you say or do to them Please keep it somewhat appropriate?

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2021.10.18 07:15 Accomplished-Fun4721 Can you cry on your Antidepressant? Which Antidepressant do you take, if you’re comfortable saying?

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2021.10.18 07:15 SzegedNewsBotka Kigyulladt egy autó az M43 szegedi pihenőnél

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2021.10.18 07:15 Admirable_Object_774 I feel my needs are being met in my current relationship and my (39f) bf (38m) seems oblivious. Should I communicate this with him or just break it off?

My bf only sees me twice per week, granted we both are single parents, but even when he does have free time he doesn’t invite me over. For example: his ex-wife took their son for a whole weeks my bf didn’t plan anything for us nor did he even invite me over for an extra night. Also, there’s a restaurant near his house that I really enjoy- it’s actually one of my favorites. I’ve been asking him since the beginning of the year to take me there again. And he hasn’t, yet twice when I spoke to him he told me he ordered takeout from that same restaurant- it made me so angry. I’m beginning to think he is just totally oblivious. Any advice is welcomed.
TLDR; My (39f) bf (38m) is not meeting my needs. We only see each other twice weekly, he doesn’t spend anymore time with me than that. He also hasn’t taken me out in almost a year, although I keep requesting it. Is he totally oblivious or he just doesn’t care?
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