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If I put £4,000 in for example, but then don't end up buying a house and end up withdrawing the money next year - I understand there is a 25% charge for withdrawing early (and not buying a house/withdrawing before 60).. is the 25% charge basically the 25% government money that you will lose, or will I lose 25% of my own cash as a penalty?
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2021.10.17 11:20 nickgreyden Shard of Darkness: The Old World Gives Way part 6.1
Disclaimer: This story is the creation of avrjoe (posted here with permission) and has been edited by myself and Cron85 during its creation. It is set in the World of Darkness universe and is a crossover containing lore from Exalted. Use of the properties Boston Legal and game Bloodlines is also used.
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Technocratic Order Lunar Base
Dark Side of the Moon
January 31st, 2012
“Events began to spiral out of control from this point. The rate at which these Manifested appeared drastically increased. To complicate matters, the Asian Directors failed to comply with orders. They allowed the Manifested far greater freedoms and closer access to the media. They failed to follow any directives to circle the wagons. This led to Europe and Africa following suit; adopting a softer, more open approach. This had the effect of making our American operations appear far harsher than anywhere else. That destroyed our attempts to spin things in our favor. At this point, too much information had escaped. I filed the reports calling for the Manifested to be changed in classification and removed from the list of deviancy,” Claus said.
“Most of the Council felt that was a soft option,” the Dissenter said.
The Form Keeper nodded. “At the time, he had not yet been given authority over the other Regional Directors. Their failure to hold up the will of the Council was noted. Claus here, at least kept his objections merely on paper and followed the proper chains of command. The investigations of the time showed there was nothing more he personally could have done.”
“The need for a clearer chain of command and for a more central authority to make emergency decisions in the field is why we reorganized and put Claus over the other Directors,” the Chief said in clarification.
“It was, and still is, my opinion that our position had already become untenable; but the Council had made its will known,” Claus explained. “I continued to press the other Directors to close ranks and get behind the program. Despite my personal feelings, I did everything in my power to turn the tide. It was my opinion then, and now, that the point at which we could contain this...outbreak...had already passed,” he said, lowering and shaking his head before looking up again. “It was then I began to put in place plans for the future. Plans that might mitigate losses while we continued to press the Council’s will.”
The Dissenter blinked. “You were already preparing for defeat?”
“While we all might seek to obtain the best outcome in any situation, it is better to be prepared for the worst, lest one be caught unaware. My preparations did nothing to counter our work as it stood,” Claus said.
The Chief looked up from his pad and straight at Claus. “The level at which things fell apart was rather extreme. Why do you think that was?”
“It was a trifecta of issues. First, the powers of the Manifested. Their abilities developed to allow them to coordinate across the globe. Second, while our will workers could stop or catch them, we didn’t have enough operatives to counter the sheer numbers that began to appear. Third, as we were playing catch-up to their ever expanding skill sets as well as spreading ourselves thin on capture ops, they had passed too much information to the legal staff working with the Silbern and Alani landmark case,” Claus replied.
The Dissenter huffed. “As well it would seem there was a major breach in operational security. Only equipment that utilizes enlightened science crafted by a will worker can secure data against some of the Manifested tricks.”
“Indeed. Not expecting that particular danger cost us dearly. We were lucky it was not worse,” Claus said.
Law Offices of Crane, Poole & Schmidt
May 1st, 2008
Denny Crane strode through the office in a chipper mood. He had won a bet the night before with a young tough from the District Attorney's office. As a result, he and his friend Alan were going to be treated to lunch.
Denny had his good days and his bad days. The diagnosis of Alzheimer's had been disheartening, but he was convinced he should fight to be his old self for as long as he could hold out. Seeing his friend, Alan Shore, he nodded. As he went over to speak to the younger man, he noticed something beyond Alan. A familiar figure was coming through the elevator. He failed to hear Alan's response as he stared.
“Denny are you alright?” Alan asked again, trying to get the older man’s attention.
“What's Ed Campeggio doing here?” Denny asked.
Alan turned to look. His expression was one of bemused curiosity. “The one who drove Shirley thoroughly nuts during the Terrel & Squib case? Dear God, he really must have been in diapers back then.”
“Wait here, Alan, I'm going to see who he's meeting.” Denny said with a mischievous twinkle.
Alan, having become Denny's unofficial handler, set off after him. “I hope it's someone with some experience under their belt, if Shirley had trouble with him...” Alan began.
“She knew she was never going to win that case outright, but she thought she could knock them around in the courtroom and get a better settlement. Still if he’s going up against someone junior, we’ll need to put someone senior with them. You know, Alan, I always wanted a crack at that kid. He reminds me of me when I was getting started,” Denny said.
“He’s going into Lewiston’s office. Paul can handle himself, Denny. Let’s just go,” Alan said, realizing Campeggio’s destination.
“No, wait! That’s Shirley in there. Come on. I have to see what’s happening,” Denny said, advancing toward the door that was swinging shut; which he caught and opened wide. He beamed at the room like a cat that had discovered a bowl of cream.
“Denny.” Shirley Schmidt said in a long suffering tone.
“You know, I was just going to lunch and I saw Ed here stepping out of the elevator. I thought I was going to have to follow you to make sure you didn’t eat any junior partners.” Denny said in jest as he offered his hand to the young man.
“Denny, you old bloodhound; still picking up the scent of action I see. Too bad you're going to lunch. I still owe you for all those lunches during the Orpheus mess,” Campeggio replied with a heartfelt handshake.
“Lunches?” Shirley asked.
“I took him to lunch when he was wrangling with you all day in the courtroom. You don’t wrestle a bear all day without working up an appetite. Kid needed his strength,” Denny said with a smile while balling his fists to emphasize his statement.
Shirley gave Denny a stare that could wither most plant life.
“Well, he’s not here to ‘wrangle’ with our firm, Denny. He’s here to ask us to take up the class action work on a test case he’s running,” Paul Lewiston said.
“Really!” Denny said with excitement.
“Denny, our lunch?” Alan interjected, picking up the mood from Shirley and Paul.
“Yes, yes, just two minutes, Alan. Shirley, can I see you in the hall? Alan and I really have to leave, but I need a word before we go; something I forgot to tell you.” He turned back to his friend. “Alan, you mentioned diapers. You should ask Ed here to tell you a funny story about that. It’s funnier first hand and I don’t think Paul has heard it,” Denny said while hustling Shirley out the door.
“Diaper story?” Lewiston said with confusion, watching the two leave.
“Oh, it was my first day in the courtroom. I had been doing legal work as an attorney, but it was all filing briefs. I’d never been in the hot seat before in open court. My colleagues, who were working for Projectors United, tossed me out there hoping I’d be a sacrificial lamb. We knew we had a good case, but up against a name like Shirley Schmidt, none of them wanted to stand out there and get badgered. I was seventeen, knew the case, and was bright enough to have passed the bar, but no one wanted to give such a young man a chance to argue before the court. I thought it was my chance to get out there if I had to take a hammering to do it, so be it,” Campeggio said.
“Shirley didn’t pull any punches I hear. She saw this nervous, wet behind the ears kid all but offered up on a dish and decided to break him right there,” Alan added.
“That she did,” Campeggio said with a laugh. “I’ll never forget her first remarks to the judge: ‘Your Honor, I’ll ask ahead of time for your forgiveness, but I’m having trouble taking this seriously when opposing counsel is of an age where he might have to call a recess to check his diapers.’ Which, of course, caused the whole courtroom to laugh,” he recalled with a smile.
“You realize, now, I hope, that she was trying to make your fellows feel bad. It was quite cowardly to toss you out there like that,” Lewiston said diplomatically.
“I don’t mind. Actually, you could say that I owe Shirley. It was at that moment that my resolve firmed up. I wasn’t going to be laughed at; I straightened up, looked her in the eye and said: ‘Funny, I was just going to raise the same objection.’ The court room went silent and her eyes widened. From that point, it was, ‘on’ to use the vernacular, ” Campeggio said.
Lewiston arched an eyebrow while Alan simply looked incredibly amused.
Outside, Shirley had stepped away from Denny and glared at him.
“Denny, I really don't have time for...” She began.
“This is important and neither of us really has a lot of time,” Denny interrupted. “Look, I’m not kidding around about this kid. I saw the fire in him when you went up against him. His first day in the courtroom and he gives it back to someone that lawyers twice his age even three times were reluctant to face. That kid has gone nowhere but up from there. Over the last year, I’ve been looking for cases I could stick myself into; something big. Something I thought would make an epic ending to the story of Denny Crane! I stopped when it just struck me as too desperate. It would look so contrived. Real life never works out like a story. But I know this: whatever that Kid is working on, jump on it, Shirley.” he said, some of his old fire and clarity leaking through.
“You sound sure about this,” Shirley said, sensing a spark of the old Denny igniting.
“I can see it in his eyes! He’s onto something big. If he needs help at our level to pull it off, it’s the sort of thing that will rock the pillars! More than that, look at us. We need new blood. Work this case with him, then pull him in, Shirley. Use this to recruit him. We both know this place needs some new faces. None of us are getting any younger,” Denny said quietly before opening the door.
“Ready?” Alan asked as he looked back into the hall.
“We’ll be fashionably late, but we’ll make it. Let's go,” Denny responded.
Alan passed out of the door into the hall. He saw indecision on Shirley's face for a brief second before it turned decisive. She nodded to Alan and as soon as he was past reentered the room and closed the door.
St. Tammany Parish, Louisiana
May 5th, 2008
The metal cables on the weight machine groaned in protest as Kai pulled furiously. His enormous chest muscles bulged outward dramatically as he pushed himself harder and faster. He had stripped down to only a pair of exercise shorts and running shoes. His face was a mask of concentration, but the dramatic clang of the weights said all that needed to be said about the giant man’s mood. Behind him, he heard the door to the gym open and close, but he ignored it, focusing on the task at hand. Sweat beaded on his body, as he fought to let the weight back down in a controlled manner. Despite this, they clanged into place quite a bit harder than he desired.
“Well, it looks like you’re back in fighting shape,” Alex said.
Kai did not respond. The only sound in the room was the rhythmic clanging of weights.
Alex furrowed his brow, annoyed. “I’m going to lock you out of this room if you tear anything else up. It’s not the machine’s fault that the big tittied doctor doesn’t like you,” he chided as he drew up behind Kai.
“Are you trying to start a fight?” Kai asked as he struggled to pull the weight back up.
“It would be less destructive than you taking out your frustrations on my equipment,” Alex said, unamused.
“An altercation between us would destroy this entire compound and you know it,” Kai stated plainly as he released the weights again.
“We could take it into the ring, gloves up,” Alex offered.
“Are you looking to help me, or are you seeking to work out your own frustrations? I am someone who could fight you fairly. You don’t get that opportunity very often, do you, my little cousin?” Kai asked, standing up to emphasize the inch and a half height difference between the two men. “You are a man of action. Being an administrator of others does not appeal to you. Your unhappiness is as plain to see as my own.”
“That’s none of your business,” Alex said coldly.
“Nor are my problems with the woman any of yours,” Kai replied.
“Look, just stop breaking my equipment! Oh, and get a shower. The lawyers are back. They want to start setting up for your interview with the media,” Alex barked.
“That, I will do,” Kai said, grabbing a towel.
“And cut the sulking Viking crap. She has a name. You might want to use it,” Alex said, turning to leave.
“I will when I have to. It is too painful to use it casually,” Kai murmured, almost to himself.
Surprised, Alex turned to watch Kai exit into the shower room. It was genuine pain he heard in Kai’s voice. He had assumed his ‘butthurt,’ as he had referred to it, over Terra’s rejection was pride.
“Oh dear God,” Alex said to himself. He realized then that this man, who was just over thirty, had now fallen in love for the first time in his life. “Everyone should fall in love for the first time when they’re teens,” he muttered under his breath. The human tolerance for drama and bullshit was much higher then. He shook his head and turned to find the lawyers and warn them this could get messy.
Nondescript Commercial Building
New Orleans, Louisiana
May 5th, 2008
A few hours later, Terra was reading over some notes Shirley Schmidt had given her while a young Toreador vampire did her makeup.
“I don’t feel right about this. I feel like it’s a disaster waiting to happen,” Terra said.
“You’ll do fine. It’s the other one that I’m worried about, but I also know Ed knows what he’s doing,” Shirley said, completely ignorant that the man working on Terra's make-up was undead.
The vampire swung Terra around so she could see herself in the mirror. “There, you look perfect!”
“I look awful!” Terra said, seeing herself in the mirror. She looked careworn like she hadn’t had a good night's sleep in a week. Ironic, as she’d been sleeping just fine despite her pregnancy and moments of panic, like the one she was currently experiencing. She had become far too busy working alongside Linka and Sparks, categorizing the differences and powers she and her fellow Manifested displayed, to spend too much time worrying.
The slender man looked at Terra. “Well, you should look bad, right? It’s part of the appearance you want to project. Or so I was told.”
“Exactly. Thank you, but we need to talk,” Shirley said, shooing him away. The vampire shrugged and walked out of the room.
“Look you have to keep that devotion to the others, to the Manifested, at the forefront of your mind. You empathize so deeply with them, I’ll bet you can work up some real tears out there for the cameras. You need to really sell this,” Shirley said.
A shrill voice interrupted her. “Tears! Oh no, no! I was not informed there would be weeping! I’ll have to change your makeup entirely if you’re going to weep! It will run and ruin the illusion that this is your natural appearance! Back up!” The makeup artist interjected, hurrying back into the room pushing himself between Shirley and Terra.
Surprised, Shirley backed away. Briefly, she speculated on the damage to confidentiality of them being overheard. Deciding the damage was done, she continued. “You can sell this. It’s something you're genuinely passionate about. Think about the others. You have to let their pain leak out of your face, your body language and even your voice. Just remember you are the only one who can speak for them.”
“You’re right! I can do this...” Terra said, steeling herself.
Changes were quickly made to Terra’s makeup. Afterwards, she was ushered to the area where the lucky reporters were getting the first scoop, the first real interview with a pair of very wanted criminals. It was at a reputedly unknown location, of course, but nothing of the hastily renovated mid-sized commercial building, now owned by some shell company, gave away the location.
Shirley walked over to watch along with Campeggio, Alex, Heather, and Doc Spectre.
“I hope you did something about the Austrian Death Machine over there. German accents don’t play well towards being harmless with an American audience,” Alex said.
“It’s taken care of, don’t worry,” Campeggio said simply as the interview began. His voice was full of confidence.
What Campeggio alluded to soon became apparent. Heather covered her mouth in surprise when Kai completely fumbled the first question, stumbling out a response that lacked not only sense but any coherence.
As the interview continued the same thing kept happening. Each mistake only seemed to fluster and bother the giant man further. He was unable to recover. He seemed an utter fool. As a result, the interviewers focused on Terra, who masterfully answered all the questions fielded to her.
“Oh Jesus Christ...” Alex moaned.
“Poor Kai...” Heather said.
“He came across looking like a complete moron,” the Doc said, grousing as he lit a cigar.
Shirley wasn’t looking at the television, however, she was watching the stern face of Edmond Campeggio. She barely caught the very briefest of smiles flash across it as the interview ended. “You did that on purpose? You made that man look like a bumbling idiot!”
“The Government has worked hard to make him an object of fear. The only thing that disarms fear quick enough for our needs is laughter. You can’t fear something you're laughing at,” Campeggio said, rocking back and forth on his heels.
“So you turned him from Amon Göth to Colonel Klink?” Spectre asked.
“Being seen as a big, goofy clown will ruin his reputation. You may have destroyed his livelihood as a merc,” Alex said.
“That life is over. One way or another, he’s going to have to come to terms with that. Deep down I think he has,” Campeggio said with some sympathy.
The broadcast went out, albeit on a delay, while simultaneously and secretly being copied by the Seven’s local agents and uploaded to the Net with just enough delay to be believable. Physical copies were prepared for the next time their Corax allies showed up to be distributed across the globe. Despite the fact the gossipy wereravens all the way in Japan were probably already aware of the interview, it would be nice to have physical copies floating around in the hands of the most well traveled of the fera. Meanwhile, one of the Nosferatu, who was overseeing the technical tasks needed to distribute the interview from their nearby bunker, noticed an unusual ping hit his computer.
Fearing Technocratic tracking, he prepared to pull the plug, when a message packet hit his screen.
He started to run a trace, however, it kept looping around leading nowhere and crossing back over itself. Eventually a new message hit his screen.
The vampire leaned back in his chair and decided this had best be sent up the chain of command. He typed a response.
“BOSS! Better get Mason on the line. I think the other Manifested found us,” he called out to the warren’s elder.
St. Tammany Parish, Louisiana
May 5th, 2008
Later that night, Campeggio stood with members of the local clique along with Kai, Terra and Shirley. They had been relaying questions to the Air Manifested named Nicole who had shared Terra’s prison. She revealed that, of those Kai freed, only Ashley had been recaptured in the attempt to rescue her family.
Amber and Kayla had aided her from a distance and when the attempt failed, they documented Ashley’s recapture. Nicole then uploaded the video to the Net; which she displayed an uncanny ability to navigate and to do so in such a way that seemed to defy any non-Manifested from stopping her.
Together, the three women, using Nicole’s skills, banded together with other groups of Manifested, including free groups in nations that had not organized a response to the growing phenomenon, as well as those keeping their heads low in more repressive nations. It was from Nicole they learned that, so far, only a handful of males had manifested. The appearance of so many women with extraordinary powers was overwhelming to the more oppressive and sexist regimes in the world, something the three women reported with glee.
“This is all fascinating, but our case is here in the U.S. We need to get back to that. Can they give me something I can use here? We have testimony, but can they get me hard proof of illegal imprisonment? Documented injuries caused by guard staff? Numbers taken? Anything?” Campeggio asked.
Nikki nodded, her fingers were flying across the keyboard as she typed out Campeggio’s questions. Information windows and data packets containing files piled onto her computer. She read the screen for quite some time, then she turned and looked at Campeggio with a smile.
“Names, dates, locations where they were taken from as well as others like them. The locations where those still captive are incarcerated, authorizations for experiments that are almost up there with Josef Mengele, she can even get you live video feeds,” Nikki beamed.
“We’ve won this. You realize that it’s all over. They’ve already lost,” Campeggio crowed to Shirley.
He turned back to the screen to see Nikki playing some of the video provided. His face darkened at what he saw. “I know what this looks like, but we don’t want to use the term Nazi or the names of any members of that regime in making comparisons. People have thrown the word around so much it’s lost its edge. They won’t take us or our evidence seriously. We’ll let these images speak for themselves. There will be others who’ll make the comparison for us,” Campeggio said darkly.
“Ed this is... horrible. I can’t believe even the sickest member of our government would be party to this,” Shirley said.
“Germany was a democratic government just like ours. Never underestimate the sort of cancer that can slip in if no one's paying attention. Sadly, it doesn't take corruption at the top, just enough men with enough power to get away with this sort of monstrosity,” Campeggio said.
“You’re going to stop this, right?” the Doc asked, his eyes narrowed.
“Very much so,” Shirley stated firmly.
“Good, because if it can’t be stopped your way, we’ll do it his way,” Spectre said, nodding at Kai.
“One way or the other it will be stopped. I will not have the child I sired come into a world where he or she will have to fear for their future. It will not happen, even if I have to burn this world down and rebuild on its ashes,” Kai said with cold fury.
Terra nodded approvingly then turned to see what more could be done.
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2021.10.17 11:20 SirPikaPika I wish Riot would just flatten the map already. River elevation has no gameplay benefit.
River and spawn elevation is a mechanic that has no technical benefit while causing many confusing interactions, especially for new players.
Honestly this is mostly about river - if skillshots are being shot into spawn then elevation probably won't affect much. River, on the other hand, is contested ground as soon as scuttle spawns. The amount of time spent there massively increases the chance of elevation messing with something.
If the only reason for river elevation is "water would spill out" and the cost of that is every single skillshot that has been missed due to elevation, I would gladly suspend my disbelief of the water staying still to make skillshots consistent.
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2021.10.17 11:20 Crazy_Kraut Noob question here
I got an charm dropped that add 1-4 extra Frost damage. Now My question does this extra dmg only count for My normal melee stracks or for My spells to and if i have Skeletons as necromancer Do they profit from the extra Frost damage too ?
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