The wife and I are already considering leaving the state. Prices for everything are rising to ridiculous levels.
An apartment I could have afforded on my own a decade ago would require three incomes, and the neighborhoods are no less violent and crime ridden. Food deserts, lack of health care options, lack of gainful employment in that geographic area, all deterrents to paying more than I do now for a mortgage.
If I thought I had the skills and wherewithal to strike out and homestead I would. Alas, I do not.
I long to leave "the grid," but require medication to function as a normal human being. As such, I am beholden to the system. I must cooperate against my better interest to attain medication to live. I am, for lack of a better term, a slave to it.
Before anyone comes in calling a race card play, or any other shit, I am a cis het white male. In theory, I am the problem, and yet I suffer the same.
I decided at the age of seven that life, as we know it, was not worth living. 30 some odd years later, that has not changed.
That would be the Variant option for human in 5E, , I believe, which means its up to DM discretion.
So, it inherently isn't a super safe option if you're relying on that feat for some reason if you're a nerd who just workshops builds at various levels for fun.
Batman is a genius, in several realms, but as a tactician? MAN.... With time to prepare, including ramming through scientific processes with just fucking CASH, he can probably could take on anyone.
Surprise The Bat? Man, he's fucking solid.... Melee combatant, strategist, understanding of a WIDE field of practices, he is fucking GOOD.
That being said, he is a MAN. Just a human being. GREAT training, GREAT tech, GREAT strategy... but still, something alien to his understanding (not necessarily extra terrestrial in origin) and he gets fucked.
That being said, Batman exemplifies the powers of the human MIND. If we can assess it, HUMANITY can provide a short term solution. Long term, we can fuck ourselves. Short term though? We can kill God, gods, etc.
Batman represents humanity, as a mental construct, at its peak. We can take in, digest, and provide useful solutions to solve a problem. Again, short term. We rarely plan past a generation or two.
I'm currently off my bipolar meds, against my will. Insurance change required a doctor change, and finding anyone who was available within a months time was not possible.
I need shit to get back to "normal" in my brain. I'm not doing well. I wasn't before, but yeah...
Only a couple more days until my appointment. I had one last week, and they sent me to the wrong place, coupled with a whole slew of other issues, and I said fuck em. Thankfully found someone the second time around pretty quickly.
I didn't get the chance to meet him, but when I was active in the metal community I heard nothing but good things. I guess I should say Drowning Pool was a local band before they blew up.
But on the subject of rolling codes, I was able to get through a security gate that relies on, essentially, a garage door opener.
The exploit relied on the ridiculously low amount of rolling codes it cycled through.
Capture one, and try it a few times to get through.
Cars are more robust. Despite tinkering with it for about 8 hours, I wasn't successful with defeating it. That being said, I picked up the device, in part, to start messing around with various signals as an educational tool.
Anecdotally, I had a blockage I thankfully passed without medical intervention... but it was a long terrible night.
There was a lot of gas built up behind the blockage, and it hurt. Like, a broken bone would have preferable, and yes I have had broken bones.
Over the course of hours, I could FEEL the blockage slowly moving its way out, accompanied with great pain every time.
When I finally passed it, it was similar to a musket round being fired, with a long loose butthole fart for at least a solid minute.
The relief was immense. Second most relief I've ever felt.
First was an ear infection behind a total blockage of ear wax. The pressure was insane. Second we just went over. For perspective, the third was receiving IV morphine in the hospital slightly before emergency surgery.
We even had a rule set, if your character dies, you can reroll a new character. Same level. Gearing would be similar (in power, not the same gear).
I hated my character. Mechanically I just did NOT enjoy playing them.
Being a mentally ill character (GOO warlock, Cthulhuesque patron of madness, part of the pact) I turned to depression, fool hardy risks, etc. The DM just would NOT let that character die.
I just wanted to play a character that better fit the party and campaign. Having a "Face" character in a campaign with a stupid barbarian (both player and int score) that solved every problem with a great axe, and if there wasn't a problem created one, was useless.
Got stopped by guards at the gate of a new town? Instead of just talking for 30 seconds, the party wound up jailed and forced into trial by combat. It didn't end well. Then I (the host for every session, but not DM) changed jobs and schedules and no one else would host so it died.
In my state, with my employer, yes absolutely NSFW.
I don't agree, just saying what the GOP leaning corpos are making rules of.