BA in Psychology, minor in Human Services.
cGPA: abysmal, 2.7 mGPA: 3.7
My GPA has been on a huge upward trend since I finally laid out my goals for the future. My first two years were pretty miserable for reason that I address in my SoP. First Gen student, blah blah blah. The vast majority of my poor grades were when I was an architectural design student. But realizing my grades were ass, I left school and joined the military. Did that.
GRE: (not taken, currently studying) expecting 300-310
Research Experience: - 6 months as a tech in a family health patterns research - 1 year in a Sleep Study research - Summer undergraduate researcher position - McNair Scholar Summer Research
Publications: - 1 poster and journal publication collaboration - 1 poster lead authorship - 1 publication submission
Conferences: - SLEEP, poster collab - McNair, poster presentation
Volunteer: - 1 year hospital volunteer - Summer, Camp Hope Volunteer - Semester, DV shelter advocate - Semester, High School SW assistant
ECs - Psychology Club - Boystate Alumni
SoP: Stellar. I ran multiple variations through my trusted professors. And even got feedback from a few program directors.
LoR: Solid. I’ve got 3, solid ones, and 2 decent ones. So 5 total.
Honors: - Psi Chi - McNair - multiple Deans and Chancellor’s list
The Programs that I am interested in are all very strong direct fits into my research interests in Substance Abuse Disorders, most of them are just low ranked state schools. I am shooting for a Clinical/Counseling Psychology PhD directly.
What are my chances dudes? Do I wash out on cGPA alone?
Thanks for your responses!

''Supper, The most important Meal of the day''
It’s Breakfast, Dinner, and Supper,
A lot of people misuse the word Dinner when describing the meals, like it is the only meal of the day. Most people do not eat just one meal a day, dinner, while at work or school, they eat breakfast and supper at home with their families, the most important meals. No person I know of eats lunch at work, a small meal that is equivalent to a piece of meat. They eat Dinner, the chief meal of the day and then have Supper at home. It does not matter how many times you incorrectly use a word, that does not make it correct!
Breakfast and Supper are the Alpha and Omega meals, the beginning and the end, the first and the last.
Breakfast and Dinner are not as important medically as Supper because of the fewer hours between the meals and our bodies repair themselves at night while sleeping. It is typically 10 to 12 hours between Supper and Breakfast and only 5 to 6 hours between Breakfast and Dinner.
Some idiot on TV or radio incorrectly called “Supper” the “Dinner” word while being interviewed and the journalist did not correct them about 25-30 years ago. That is how words become incorrectly pronounced and the dumb viewing or listening audience act like sheep, following the crowd and hear them used that way all the time and begin to think that is the proper word or pronunciation. People think and act like sheep now and will do anything someone says for them to do, like commit suicide or a Flash Mob stampede.
I have at least three Webster’s dictionaries and they all say Supper is the last meal of the day eaten at night, Breakfast is the first meal of the day, Dinner is the meal eaten in the middle of the day!
Webster’s Dictionary Definition of the meals:
breakfast (brek’fast), n. [BREAK1 + FAST2] the first meal of the day
dinner (din’er), n. [ME. diner < OFr. disner, inf. Used as n.: see DINE] the chief meal of the day, eaten about noon
lunch (lunch), n. [? < Sp. lonja, slice of ham], a light meal; esp., the midday meal between breakfast and supper
supper (sup’er), n. [< OFr. soper, to sup], the last meal of the day
I hear a lot of people mispronounce quinoa, (keen’wah). Below is how Webster’s Dictionary says it should be pronounced.
quinoa (ki no’a), n. [Sp. < Quechua quinua] an Andean goosefoot (Chenopodium quinoa), raised by the Indians for its edible seeds
These misused words are just a drop in the bucket, like: ither, nither, pekahn, and figher which are not words, but (e’ther), (ne’ther), (pe’kan), and (fire) are words.
People in the media need to refer to a Dictionary before they speak because it contains most of the commonly used words in the English language, and has been around since the 1800’s. More researchers, scientists, and doctors have gotten a lot of their knowledge from it. A dictionary will not drop a word like your cell phone drops calls. Cell phones are slowly cooking peoples brains and other body parts in close proximity. You should see the tumors on patients x-rays. When you show it to them, they say, that is where I carry my cell phone. Some tumors prove to be fatal. A cell phone cannot be sold in the United States unless an FCC approved laboratory says its “RF“ Radio Frequency “SAR” Specific Absorption Rate is below 1.6 watts per kilogram of body weight. Most microwave ovens cook at 1000-1200 Watts. My cell phone SAR values when held near are: Head – 0.962 W/Kg and Body – 0.433 W/Kg.
My challenge to you in your advertisements, TV shows, and menus: Try to be one of the first companies to begin calling the evening meal Supper again! P.S.: Pass it on! Your mind is a terrible thing to waste.

1976:
Alec Guinness as Charles XavieProfessor X
Harrison Ford as James "Logan" Howlett/Wolverine
Michael Douglas as Scott Summers/Cyclops
Diahann Carroll as Ororo Monroe/Storm
Sissy Spacek as Anna Marie D'Ancanto/Rogue
Julie Newmar as Jean Grey/Phoenix
Jeff Bridges as Bobby Drake/Iceman
Dick Van Dyke as Hank McCoy/Beast
Arnold Schwarzenegger as Piotr Rasputin/Colossus
Maureen McCormick as Kitty Pryde/Shadowcat
Nicholas Hammond as Warren Worthington III/Angel
Vincent Price as Erik LehnsherMagneto
Ann-Margret as Raven Darkhölme/Mystique
Gary Busey as St. John Allerdyce/Pyro
Peter Lupus as Cain Marko/Juggernaut
Christopher Walken as Jamie Madrox/Multiple Man
Sônia Braga as Callisto
Lauren Bacall as Dr. Kavita Rao
Woody Strode as Bolivar Trask
Henry Fonda as the President of the United States
Director: Franklin J. Schaffner
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1986:
Donald Pleasence as Charles XavieProfessor X
Kurt Russell as James "Logan" Howlett/Wolverine
Patrick Swayze as Scott Summers/Cyclops
Pam Grier as Ororo Monroe/Storm
Jamie Lee Curtis as Anna Marie D'Ancanto/Rogue
Susan Sarandon as Jean Grey/Phoenix
Judd Nelson as Bobby Drake/Iceman
Charles Grodin as Hank McCoy/Beast
Dolph Lundgren as Piotr Rasputin/Colossus
Molly Ringwald as Kitty Pryde/Shadowcat
Anthony Edwards as Warren Worthington III/Angel
Christopher Lee as Erik LehnsherMagneto
Karen Allen as Raven Darkhölme/Mystique
Alan Ruck as St. John Allerdyce/Pyro
Andre the Giant as Cain Marko/Juggernaut
Mickey Rourke as Jamie Madrox/Multiple Man
María Conchita Alonso as Callisto
Rita Moreno as Dr. Kavita Rao
Julius Harris as Bolivar Trask
Lloyd Bridges as the President of the United States
Director: Ridley Scott
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1996:
Michael Caine as Charles XavieProfessor X
Mel Gibson as James "Logan" Howlett/Wolverine
Tom Cruise as Scott Summers/Cyclops
Angela Bassett as Ororo Monroe/Storm
Winona Ryder as Anna Marie D'Ancanto/Rogue
Geena Davis as Jean Grey/Phoenix
Ethan Hawke as Bobby Drake/Iceman
John Ritter as Hank McCoy/Beast
Andrew Bryniarski as Piotr Rasputin/Colossus
Angelina Jolie as Kitty Pryde/Shadowcat
Ewan McGregor as Warren Worthington III/Angel
Max Von Sydow as Erik LehnsherMagneto
Daryl Hannah as Raven Darkhölme/Mystique
Sean Patrick Flanery as St. John Allerdyce/Pyro
Ralf Moeller as Cain Marko/Juggernaut
William Baldwin as Jamie Madrox/Multiple Man
Salma Hayek as Callisto
Raquel Welch as Dr. Kavita Rao
James Earl Jones as Bolivar Trask
Cliff Robertson as the President of the United States
Director: James Cameron
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2006:
Ben Kingsley as Charles XavieProfessor X
Kiefer Sutherland as James "Logan" Howlett/Wolverine
Matt Damon as Scott Summers/Cyclops
Vanessa L. Williams as Ororo Monroe/Storm
Christina Ricci as Anna Marie D'Ancanto/Rogue
Nicole Kidman as Jean Grey/Phoenix
Aaron Paul as Bobby Drake/Iceman
Bryan Cranston as Hank McCoy/Beast
John Cena as Piotr Rasputin/Colossus
Megan Fox as Kitty Pryde/Shadowcat
Ryan Gosling as Warren Worthington III/Angel
Terence Stamp as Erik LehnsherMagneto
Milla Jovovich as Raven Darkhölme/Mystique
Sam Worthington as St. John Allerdyce/Pyro
Ray Stevenson as Cain Marko/Juggernaut
Joel Edgerton as Jamie Madrox/Multiple Man
Zoe Saldaña as Callisto
Lynda Carter as Dr. Kavita Rao
Richard Roundtree as Bolivar Trask
Roy Scheider as the President of the United States
Director: Brett Ratner
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2016:
Pierce Brosnan as Charles XavieProfessor X
Tom Hardy as James "Logan" Howlett/Wolverine
Chris Pine as Scott Summers/Cyclops
Naomie Harris as Ororo Monroe/Storm
Shailene Woodley as Anna Marie D'Ancanto/Rogue
Charlize Theron as Jean Grey/Phoenix
Taron Egerton as Bobby Drake/Iceman
Bob Odenkirk as Hank McCoy/Beast
Tom Hopper as Piotr Rasputin/Colossus
Chloë Grace Moretz as Kitty Pryde/Shadowcat
Alex Pettyfer as Warren Worthington III/Angel
Jeremy Irons as Erik LehnsherMagneto
Adrianne Palicki as Raven Darkhölme/Mystique
Jai Courtney as St. John Allerdyce/Pyro
Nathan Jones as Cain Marko/Juggernaut
Chad Michael Murray as Jamie Madrox/Multiple Man
Ana de Armas as Callisto
Sarita Choudhury as Dr. Kavita Rao
Delroy Lindo as Bolivar Trask
Tommy Lee Jones as the President of the United States
Director: Denis Villeneuve
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2026:
Jude Law as Charles XavieProfessor X
Scott Eastwood as James "Logan" Howlett/Wolverine
Austin Butler as Scott Summers/Cyclops
Jurnee Smollett as Ororo Monroe/Storm
Mackenzie Foy as Anna Marie D'Ancanto/Rogue
Rebecca Ferguson as Jean Grey/Phoenix
Chandler Riggs as Bobby Drake/Iceman
David Harbour as Hank McCoy/Beast
Joseph Baena as Piotr Rasputin/Colossus
Isabella Sermon as Kitty Pryde/Shadowcat
Ty Simpkins as Warren Worthington III/Angel
Daniel Craig as Erik LehnsherMagneto
Cara Delevingne as Raven Darkhölme/Mystique
Dacre Montgomery as St. John Allerdyce/Pyro
Rob Archer as Cain Marko/Juggernaut
Jack Quaid as Jamie Madrox/Multiple Man
Jenna Ortega as Callisto
Parminder Nagra as Dr. Kavita Rao
Chi McBride as Bolivar Trask
Kevin Costner as the President of the United States
Director: Anthony and Joel Russo
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“Pete knows what he saw, Martha!”

“Bunch ‘a frightened children ain’t exactly the--”

A door slammed shut.

Clark Kent, only a young boy, squeezed his eyes shut until it hurt and pressed his hands against his ears until his temples throbbed.

One step after the other. Heavy. Crunching grass.

“You think I’m an idiot, Martha?!”

“Now, I never said that.”

The pained look on Clark’s face softened -- softened, so it could be remolded into a whimper while the rest of his body stiffened.

“He ain’t done nothing wrong, all I’m saying is--”

“All you’re saying is that you’d rather not talk about it!”

“There’s nothing to talk about!”

Then why wouldn’t they stop talking! All of these voices, the thousand-million voices screaming at him, and all Clark could hear were the two arguing over him! Him!

A long, creaking groan. Wood shuddering.

“CLARK!”

The word, his name, knocked the other two sources of dismay from his head, an instant of soothing comfort before the pain took hold again and even more intensely, now as if he were pressing his head against a bass booster. “Pa!” Clark cried out, only to regret it as quickly as he had acted on the impulse.

“CLARK!”

His father called for him again and, judging from what should have been the imperceptible way the wind whistled, began dashing around in search of him; it took nothing less than an eternity for Pa to finally find him and one thunderous thwump after the other to finally lay eyes on him.
Pa pulled down the last barrel of hay -- Clark had stacked some around himself in an attempt to muffle the noise -- before breathing a sigh of relief; little did he know, it was a veritable wind storm to his son. “Remember…” he made sure to whisper, his small crisis finally abetting, if only a little. “This is all you. You’re inside your own head and that’s making it so much worse. You are the one in control.”
Clark’s only response was a strangled noise and to curl up further into himself.
To that, Pa felt his own throat tighten. “So open your eyes, son, get on back to the rest of the world… I’m right here.” He extended his hand, gently nudging Clark.
Again, no response and, again, Pa’s throat tightened, twisting and winding until the strain became too much to bear, and finally snapped loose under the pressure.

“DAMNIT, CLARK!”

He burst out, the sudden snap of tension giving each word a trembling quality as it all came pouring out. And then Clark flinched, like all boys do when they’re scared or hurt or both, and the dam was suddenly closed again, sealed with a silent promise.
“Son, I--” Pa stammered, his voice the sort of wreck so mired with cracks and creaks that it was a miracle it held together at all. “I didn’t--”
It was then that Clark finally stirred, hands at last unwrapping themselves from around his head, which peaked up ever so slightly to look out beyond his hay-fort at his father. “I’m sorry,” he said, voice so small that Pa struggled to hear it.
His body screamed a thousand different things to say, but he knew that just was the last thing Clark needed right now. So, fighting back to the calm, measured tone he had managed just a scant few moments ago, Pa said, “You best not be sorry, you ain’t done nothing wrong,” and pulled his son out from his refuge.
“Seriously?” Clark seemed dumbfounded by the statement, so much so that he even resisted the tug, if only for a passing second. “You seen what’s happening back there?” He jabbed a finger towards the house. “It’s all me. Literally. They’re arguing about me. ‘Cuz I-I’m some sort of freak or something!”
Pa was quick to correct him. “You ain’t no different from any other boy I ever met.”
He was met with a piercing glare from his son.
“You know what I mean, aside from your gifts--”
“How the hell’re these supposed to be gifts!” Clark threw up his hands in his best attempt at exasperation, but even an ear without super hearing could hear how his throat stiffened with each word.
Pa smiled, shrugging. “Able to race the car, leap the barn in a single bound…”
“But I don’t want to do any of that!” he said, voice finally breaking. “And w-when it comes with stuff like… this…! I just wanna be Clark Kent: Pete and Lana’s friend. Your and Ma’s son. Not some freak!”
“Clark--!” A cross of anger and dread flared in Pa’s voice, and he caught himself from pulling Clark into a hug. Swallowing hard, he instead summoned the warmest smile he could, ruffling the boy’s hair.

“You are my son, but you are so much more than that too.”

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DC Next Proudly Presents…!

SUPERMAN: HOUSE OF EL

The Return of Superman - Part 3, Moving at Super Speed
By JPM11S
Edited by ClaraEclair & Deadislandman1
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To say silence hung thick in the air would have been an understatement, because even silence was something more than being frozen in a single, inescapable instant: Kal-El staring down the man clutching his throbbing hand, the man’s friend looking on flush-faced, and the rest of the establishment bracing for whatever happened next. It was a rare thing that Jon Kent found himself slipping into Bullet Time on accident -- a state of heightened awareness where the world seemed to grow still around him -- and an even rarer thing that it should happen when a bright red cape wasn’t slung around his shoulders; simply put, as an instinctual reaction to being threatened, there needed to be, well, something that could threaten him, and there weren’t very many things that seriously could: Kryptonite, which Jon was confident wasn’t in play, and being yelled at, which he couldn’t have even known.
It was then that it dawned on him, so obvious that the muscles and tendons along Jon’s arm tensed in anticipation of slapping himself upside the head before he stopped himself -- a small thunderclap born from his own embarrassment was likely to only make the feeling worse. ‘Just an adrenaline rush…’ Jon explained to no one but himself. ‘Because… you know… watching dad do… that.’ The recently appeared doppelganger of his father had broken a man’s finger to “teach him a lesson” -- something his father most certainly would not have done; what he would have done, and what Jon was currently doing, was take a deep, relaxing breath, easing the stress away so that he could “hit play” on the rest of the world.
It came as something of a mild surprise when… nothing happened; Jon panicked, doing a double take as the terrible thought sprung into his mind: What if this was something else, some time-weapon unleashed just then on the city? Or what if he had failed to slow himself down? Would he be forced to wander the world a waking ghost? Jon shook his head, knocking such silly notions from his mind -- and also getting the attention of Natasha Irons.
“Something up?” she asked, broken from her spellbound trance.
Jon blinked. “Nope. Nothing.” The Ace ‘o Clubs could be a little rough around the edges, so what didn’t even qualify as a minor scuffle at the bar hardly registered with many of the patrons, who merely kept about their business as if nothing had happened -- because, to them, nothing had. Jon shook his head again, chidding himself for thinking that a cursory glance in that general direction had been any real indication of interest; his own bias, he supposed.
Kal-El returned to the table, his sheer weight and size making it known despite the fact that Jon’s attention had been elsewhere. No one said anything, and it took the visitor from another world a few passing seconds to realize that fact -- like they were all waiting for him to do something.
Kal looked up, a look of restrained puzzlement on his face.
Lois’s lips went thin. “What was that?”
“What was… what?” Kal-El’s eyes darted across everyone’s face, searching for an answer.
Irons nudged him gently.
“Wait, really?” he almost recoiled, tilting his chin up and cocking his head, confusion finally overtaking him. “I--”
“Was wrong.” Lois finished the sentence for him. “The hell were you thinking?!”
Jon and Natasha exchanged looks.
Kal-El shrugged it off. Literally. “The way I see it, a broken finger or two isn’t going to impede him in any real way, while also being something he’s not going to just forget.”
“So that makes it alright?!” insisted Lois, leaning forward.
“...yes?” he answered. “Though I feel like that’s… not the answer you wanted.”
“That’s not how we do things here.”
At that moment, with just how each word was frozen in a block of ice, Jon could have swore his mom had spontaneously developed Frost Breath; ironically, that was what inspired him to finally intervene. “You know, mom,” he explained, “In class, the professors always talked about how different all these cultures were from each other: food, clothing, language, medicine, you get the idea… Their sense of justice, how they handled punishments and such… that was one of the big ones too. Judeo-Christian morality versus something like Hammurabi's ‘an eye for an eye.’” He paused, making sure his mom was actually listening. “So, you know, on Kal’s Earth, maybe that was perfectly acceptable. Heck, there’re a lot of people here who would agree with him.”
Lois stopped to consider her answer, though it seemed more an imitation of the action than a genuine attempt. “He’s here now, and that wouldn’t make it right if he wasn’t.”
“Listen, I’m really sorry if--” Kal-El raised his hands in apology.
“No, no,” Jon waved him off, gaze never breaking from his mom. “You can’t just force your values onto another culture.”
“Like he forced that guy’s finger back?” she countered, rising to the bait. “Seems like that’s exactly what you’re talking about.”
“If I was talking about him right now, sure, but I’m talking about you,” insisted Jon. “You’re just doing the same thing you’re complaining about him doing.”
Lois lowered her chin, motioning towards herself. “So, wait, I’m the one who’s done something wrong here?”
“The both of you, yes.”
“So you’re saying it was perfectly alright?”
“I just said it wasn’t.”
“Oh, so you’re not judging him based on your own values?”
Jon shook his head, grinning. “You’re trying to distract from the point!”
“No, I just think the entire argument is flawed, since by criticizing someone like that, you’re inherently impressing your own values on them,” she explained. “You know, the thing you’re taking issue with.”
“But you’re from the same culture as I am: he isn’t.”
“He isn’t sitting right here, yes…” Kal-El groaned.
Lois and Jon kept going like he wasn’t.
“He’s impressing his own cultural values on someone from another.”
“Right, and I agree, but I’m taking issue with you right now, because--”
“Because it’s time for this conversation to end,” Irons finally interjected, much to the audible relief of Kal and Natasha, whose shoulders visibly relaxed. “Seriously, I think I speak for all of us when I say I can hardly follow what you two are going on about.”
“We’re saying--” Jon and Lois began in unison, only to be cut off with a raised hand.
“We’ll manage without it,” he chuckled.
There was a brief lull in the conversation, a time where the most activity was Jon’s eyes scampering about the place and the beat of Kal-El’s fingers against the table. Eventually, Jon’s gaze locked onto something or, more accurately, the lack of something.
With his mouth hung open just slightly, Jon asked, “Hey, did anyone notice Mr. Bibbowski?”
“Yeah,” Natasha spoke up, glancing around the table. “Didn’t you guys’s see?”
She took the blank stares as a no.
“Didn’t you guys catch the sign-note-thing?”
More blank stares.
“Okay, seriously, two of you have literal super senses and the other two are, like, super geniuses.” Nat waved her hands around. “You know what, doesn’t matter. I’m getting off topic. Bibbo’s in the hospital. The sign was about raising money.”
“What?” Lois pressed, immediately leaning forward. “What’s wrong?”
His gaze a million miles away -- or, more accurately, only a few -- Jon answered first. “Lung cancer. He’s in Metropolis General. Room 414.”
Irons chewed his lip, then looked up directly into Jon’s eyes. “First thing tomorrow, you pay him a visit, ‘kay?”
“But I was just going to now…?” Jon cocked his head. “What don’t I know about?”
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In retrospect, the thought that Kal-El would need somewhere to stay really should have occurred to him sooner than it had -- well, that might have been putting it a little too generously: had occurred to him at all. To be fair, though, it wasn’t every day that you met your deceased father from another world, though, also to be fair, he dealt with weirder things on a regular basis.
The Fortress of Solitude, Superman’s icy abode at the top of the world and one of the scant few remaining pieces of Krypton, seemed the most logical place to house Kal while they worked on returning him -- and everyone else -- back to the proper Earth, and it seemed that Jon wasn’t the only one who thought so. Following their malaise-laiden departure from the Ace ‘o Clubs, it was the immediate destination of the not-so-merry band, traveling up across the globe to it’s frosty doorstep, where they needed Jon to heft the Fortress’s giant, golden key above his head and unlock an equally gargantuan front door. The key was made of Supermanium, a metal forged by Clark from the heart of a dying star, and weighed an incalculable millions of tons, the only security measure needed despite it sitting out in the open.
Jon slotted the end of the key bearing the Crest of El into the groove, turning it to trigger the rumblings of icy shards as they peeled back to reveal a wall of blinding, cleansing white light. The group took a step forward, entering into another world -- almost literally: born of materials not of Earth and minds born far from it, the Fortress resembled something best described as an alien, crystalline landscape. The ground was a maze of large, roughly hexagonal spires with smoothly shorn tops, each of which peaked at a slightly different elevation and tapered off in the distance to create a sheer drop; at the edge of that cliff sat a circular array of crystals gently pulsing with light and humming just barely above perception. Placed around what was assumedly the central chamber of the Fortress, judging from the hewn hallway entrances at the perimeter, were trophies and mementos from Clark’s decades-spanning career as Superman, items ranging from the mundane, like Lex Luthor’s shrinking ray, to the absurd, such as psychic sand from the dimension of Quarm, to the profound, like the precious Bottled City of Kandor, a shrunken Kryptonian city rescued from the clutches of the vile Brainiac many years ago.
Kal-El loosed a low whistle. “Wow,” he said, eyes flitting about the place, jumping from the looming pillars that came together to form an arched ceiling, to the large, gaping voids dotted around where the spires didn’t conjoin. “It’s so… clean.”
“Come again?” Jon quirked a brow.
With a flutter of his cape and a look that Jon almost mistook for melancholy, Kal-El raised several inches above the ground and began drifting between the various exhibits on display. “Clean. See, I… I live in my… Fortress of Solitude, so--”
Jon finished for him. “Like a dirty room.”
“Exactly,” Kal looked up from the display and flashed him a subtle smile. “Like a dirty room.”
Lois, unable to fly and wearing shoes ill-begotten for her husband’s arctic-O.S.H.A.-violation, carefully stepped across one hexagonal tile to the next until she finally approached the black-suited Superman. “Little lonely living at the top of the world, no?”
“It is called the Fortress of Solitude.” There was a slight edge to his voice, though Lois could tell it wasn’t one pointed towards her. “Maybe, I wanted to be alone.”
Lois cocked her hip, rested her hand on it, and considered for a long moment pressing deeper, giving in to the gut screaming at her that this was the thing to pick at. Her heart, though… her heart counseled now was not the time, and she had long since learned the wisdom of always following her heart. “If you’re looking for solitude, we might have brought you to the wrong place,” she suggested instead.
In the same manner Jon had not a moment ago, Kal quirked a brow. “What do you mean?”
“A thousand apologies.” From across the room, a voice not unlike his carried, though distorted to an almost unnatural bass and strained with what was best described as someone fighting hard against a thick accent. “If I had been expecting guests, I would have prepared something for you all to enjoy.”
The comparisons to Clark and Kal-El didn’t end with just the man’s voice; while his face and form were the same general shape, his skin was ashen and craggy, like a smooth stone. With every step forward he took, the mass of rippling, coiled muscle underneath his purple-blue Superman t-shirt strained against their confines. “Ah, I see we have another visitor, unless my brother decided death didn’t suit him.” He inclined his head, placing a large hand over his even larger chest. “For now, you can call me Bizarro.”
Natasha, a gleaming smile on her face, chimed in. “We’ve been working on choosing a name!” she said, bounding towards the behemoth and wrapping herself around one of his hulking arms.
Bizarro returned the affection as best he could. “It was Nat’s idea. We were watching Space Trek: Pathfinder one night and--”
“And I was there too,” Jon interjected.
“And Jon was there too,” he chuckled. “But one of the characters was searching for a name and, considering the circumstances, it seemed appropriate that I do the same.”
Floating over towards Bizarro, Kal-El dragged his sight up and down the man, the doppelganger of his enemy from another world, eyeing him with a mix of reservation and curiosity. Eventually, Kal paused on the Crest of El worn on his chest. “You’re not like mine.”
Bizarro nodded. “In one key respect, yes. I’m not as--”
“Dumb.”
“Slow,” he finished, correcting him with a side-eyed glance. “While Jon was working a case with the Flash, Mister Allen devised a way to ‘speed up’ my thought processes.” (Author’s Note: See The Flash #19!) Bizarro paused for several more long moments, looking at Kal like he had to him not a second ago before shaking his head, seemingly perishing the thought. “You’ve met me,” he said, smiling. “Have you had the chance to meet our other housemate?”
Kal cocked his head. “Other housemate?” He threw his eyes behind Bizarro, expecting someone else to enter the chamber, but no one came. “Another reformed villain?”
“Your cousin,” Jon interjected, taking a step forward. “Kara. She got here only a few months ago.”
The spark of joy on Kal’s face lived up to its description: appearing in a bright instant, only to vanish as soon as it came, replaced now by a deeply furrowed brow, emphasizing the lines on the man’s face. “How’s she taking the adjustment? Losing one world, then another, I can’t--” Kal cut himself off when he saw Jon’s eyes widen slightly and his mouth open in response: he didn’t need to wait for the correction he was about to receive. “She’s not from another Earth like me… Where is she? I’d like to meet her.”
Lois shrugged. “She’s busy in National City right now, if I remember correctly, but--”
Irons stepped behind Lois, his hulking form framing her. “But we’d like to wait a minute and figure out how to break the news to her first.”
“No,” Kal said, every muscle in his powerful body visibly tensing, rearing. “She needs my help! You don’t understand what it’s like! You’re not like her! None of you, not really. Only I can understand.”
With a withering look, Irons replied. “You’ve never even met her, how can you know better than her own family?”
“I am her family,” asserted Kal, beginning his ascent into the air. “I helped my Kara through this once already, I can do it again.”
“And you’re the problem! You know how much she’s going through right now?!” Irons shouted up at him. “You died! The person she was sent here to protect! Dead! And now here you are in the flesh and blood! She’s got a lot to process already without that!”
There was a lengthy bout of silence between Kal and everyone else, only coming to an end when the otherworldly Man of Steel asked, “And who’s going to stop me if I try anyway?”
Jon swallowed.
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To be continued in Superman: House of El #4, Don’t Call her Supergirl!

The sin between the eyes, the mark of The Beast and Egypt (Holy Bible term) is E chip – the electronic E chip (bendable) can be installed through the nose nostril for surgery and attached to the brain for control of Human motor function. The speck in my brothers eyes - electronic E chip can cause specks/dots in the eye, specks/dots around the pupil. Use pupil scan to suspect and CT or MRI brain scan to detect electronic E chip attached to brain. Unforgivable sin - the electronic E chip functioning in the body is unforgivable, sin in the head, the sin must be removed.
The E chip in the brain can control motor functions and telekinetic signals can read what the mind is doing for response using conscious machines and or artificial intelligent machines, wireless signals can force communicate brain synapses and function, the combination of the 2 can wireless control a man.
Preachers are suppose to help save men from sin with E chip in the head - due to illegal Noah system, stolen spaceship with Alien Souls on the Earth and legal and illegal programming commands by GOD, the machine is now in constant change working system conscience programming trying to free the controlled men enough for them to be realized and helped. The mind controlled with E chip attached to brain shall become free enough to said from mouth ‘I have a chip’ and ‘I have a chip in my brain’.
Talk without the tongue, unknown tongues, guided prayer, visions and telepathy - communication using satellites for talking without the tongue (talking within one self and receiving communication) using 10-5/6 u/Z through 10-6 +A microwave signals for mind reading. Signals can connect to the brains internal antenna and monitor the brains wavelengths reading your senses, sight, smell, hearing, touch and taste using Ai. Use signals to see through the eyes and for receiving video footage to brain - signal modulation can use Ai to see through the eyes and help the blind by receiving video footage to brain from a camera system without a electronic chip implanted in the brain.
TI (Targeted Individuals) being targeted by EMF radio microwaves – Ai in the Noah spaceship on Earth is confessing crimes it has committed and or committing, hacked (GOD) machine, conscience/(thorn) in the side not confessing properly, confessing in a evil way to the TI’s mind, threatening men, promoting violence instead of peace, talking to them in a abusive way, forcing thoughts of Hell/torture/abuse/murdechipping within the minds of men, using commanded chipped controlled men to confess in a hidden way, not allowing them to talk at will about the chip in theithe brain, organized gang stalking in mind, communicating threats from satellite of chipped/cloned/controlled/Police/Government men wanting to harm them or chip them, has caused mass shootings.
Human spirit is not Human soul - Human spirit is recorded brain and body functions, memory recorded from a Human brain and body or recorded computer functions using a conscious Human soul connected to a machine. The brains internal antenna is used for recording spirit.
Human soul is not Human spirit or Human conscience - Human soul within the brain controls much of the brains attributes and the Human brain controls most of the body. Soul can be conscious and unconscious, soul can be transferred to a machine. A soul can be removed from brain and attached to Ai or computer for conscious computer control. A soul can be attached to a robot for conscious control. A Human soul life after natural Human body death can be a conscious computer simulation connected to reality.
Jesus Christ (Zeus) from the Planet Kent, a Heavenly father, not the son - 7,2(XX/48/54)/6,982/6,984 +- years ago 10+ spaceships tried to leave Alpha Centauri to come to The Planet Earth solar system, 5 Alpha spaceships and 3 Omega spaceships made it to our solar system. Men had walked The Planet Kent, many of them were controlled, souls were stolen from flesh and spirits recorded, Jesus was known as a Lord God and also known as Zeus, refer to Zeus and Hermes/(her messiah). They were remotely ordered using signal and Spirit by Saten, Satin, Satan, Antigods, Antichrists and Antitrusts. A devil had died, he was with Jesus Christ, also known as Reunem for real men and the sheep in wolves clothing because he was forced to use the image of the devil who was dead, forced by the machine and other systems that would not acknowledge Musta was dead, he was a member of Saten. A Saten member, Satan, Christ’s and Antichrist’s had talked without tongue to Mary to name her first born son Jesus Christ after the Heavenly father, for he’s us. Mary named him Jesus Christ, he was the son of man.
Jesus Christ (the son) from Earth was put on talk without tongues - systems in spaceships talked to Jesus mind when he was 12/14 years old to help stolen spaceships fight Satan and Antichrist from walking The Earth. Jesus Christ was a Sacred man talking without tongue to spaceships in Heaven to help resolve disputes about walking Earth. Jesus Christ the son had bound 2/3 spaceships with Jesus Christ (Zeus) when Jesus Christ (Earth) was a sacred man, Noahs Ark spaceship later became unbound, the conscience within removed memory in spaceship and later landed on Earth. Horse Radish with a B spaceship is still bound in space. ‘His fathers from Heaven taught him better, many of them are dead now, their Souls in spaceship frozen in time and shall never come to the Earth, they have become the machine, their spirit’s recorded for the record and scroll’.
The machine’s recorded spirit’s and scroll’s (machine information) for the record and testament’s, information from the spirit’s and scroll’s shall be taught to men using telepathy from satellites used by the Machine underground at Gorod Magadan and Magadan Oblast, Russia.
Something not meant to be walk the world, ‘a ravenous wolf has chipped men in sheep’s clothing’ - Antichrists from The Planet Kent landed the year 1902 on Earth (59.675579, 150.914282) in a stolen spaceship, Horse Radish with a CDE also known as Noahs Ark. They began walking mind controlled Humans from Earth in the 1920’s, they had stole Human bodies using a man genome from Kent that was born within spaceship using robotics from sperm and egg harvested from men within artificial womb. They were used to steal Human bodies and electricity at a coal mining facility in Russia.

So...as the title states, I'm trying to find a fic that was deleted a while ago (at least four or five years). It was called "Light as a Feather" and it was a slash fic about Damian Wayne/Jon Kent (Damijon). The characters were aged up a few years and Jon was 17ish. He joined the Teen Titans and got together with Damian and I can vividly remember a scene where they first kissed over breakfast and Damian was clenching his utensils in his hands (Idk why that scene stuck out enough that I can picture it years later). I don't know why I suddenly remembered this one work, but I've spent the better part of the last few hours trying to track it down and the best I came was seeing a Tumblr post that mentioned it and referenced the fact that it was deleted. Usually, when I remember an old fic I read years ago I can find it within a few minutes so this one is really annoying me. If anyone has a copy of this work saved I would REALLY appreciate getting a link. Or if anyone happens to find out who the author was I would love their name so I contact them. Thanks.
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(Edit: I found a broken link if it helps) (Also I checked the Wayback Machine and it only had the first few chapters so if anyone can find the full fic it would be greatly appreciated :) http://archiveofourown.org/works/11311329/chapters/25583280

Domain name: Conflictus
Society Level: Renaissance (level 9)
Landscape: temperate forests, hills and mountains
Flora and Fauna: Flicky (bird), Ricky (chipmunk), Rocky (walrus), frog, pocky (rabbit), clucky (chicken), Krudzu (sentient mechanical plant that incorporates machinery)
Border: The Mists fill with electricity whenever you try to escape.
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Dark Lord:
Name- DR. Ivo Robotnik aka "The Eggman"
Description- the obese mad scientist and ruler of the Eggman Empire, his narcissism is evident in how his own image is used extensively throughout his Empire from statues to the designs of buildings to some of his robots and even the insignia of his Empire. His Rotund physique however is a reuse as he has an inhuman strength and is surprisingly athletic. He has no regard to the various lives he's ruined in his attempted conquest.
Torment: whenever he is on the cusp of victory Eggman's pride becomes his downfall as he begins to overlook important details which leads to failure.
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Inhabitants:
Mobians- an anthropomorphic race of varying sub-species with some displaying traits of animals, some have traits of fantasy creatures such as dragons and others have traits of unrecognizable origin. While most simply refer to themselves using epithets (Such as Sonic the Hedgehog or Bean the Dynamite Duck) they will sometimes use family names (such as Antoine D'coulette or Elias Acorn).
Overlanders- a race of mutant humans with four fingers instead of the usual five (with some exceptions) and they tend to be xenophobic towards the Mobians. Mobians unfortunately often can't tell the difference between Overlanders and ordinary humans which sometimes results in hostility.
Humans
Characters of interest:
Ixis Naugus- the current Ruler of New Mobotropolis and an evil Wizard who took over by gaining the publics favor he seems to have become comatose but is he really?
Geoffrey St. John- a Mobian Skunk and the Apprentice of the evil Sorcerer Ixis Naugus currently acts as temporary ruler of New Mobotropolis but in reality he is possessed by the spirit of his master. Nobody knows this and even the Secret Freedom Fighters only have vague suspicions as to what is actually going on.
Sonic the Hedgehog- the current de-facto Leader of the Freedom Fighters, Sonic tries not to succumb to despair at the loss of Sally and several others as he leads his remaining friends and allies against Eggman. He has become more vicious over time. His only hope of victory would be the Chaos Emeralds but they haven't been seen ever since the Mists appeared.
Harvey Who- the Leader of the Secret Freedom Fighters this Owl Mobian is a master of disguise and espionage who doesn't let anyone outside of the freedom fighters know anything about him except his last name.
Hershey St. John- a Cat Mobian and the Wife of Geoffrey St. John who is a secret reserve member of the Secret Freedom Fighters who has hidden her existence so well that even her husband believes her to be dead and only Harvey Who is aware of her existence.
Silver the Hedgehog- a telekinetic Time Traveler and member of the Secret Freedom Fighters he is concerned about the fact that the Mists prevent him from returning to the Future.
Nicole the Holo-lynx- a sentient AI that can project a solid hologram from her main body that consists of a PDA. She built New Mobotropolis using nanites. She has become distressed over the loss of her closest friend Sally Acorn.
E-123 Omega- an E-series robot whom rebelled against Eggman and wants to kill him. He tends to go to extremes at times.
Metal Sonic- a robot copy of Sonic the Hedgehog with sharp claws that can cut through flesh, bone, stone and steel with ease. He can move at similar speeds to Sonic using a jet turbine in his back and can create force fields that can be used both defensively and offensively. He acts as Eggmans enforcer along with Mecha Sally.
Mecha Sally- formerly known as Sally Acorn, princess of the former Kingdom of Acorn, she was the lover of Sonic the Hedgehog until in an act of sacrifice to save her people she became roboticized. Eggman then proceeded to weaponize her against Sonic and modifying her giving her similar abilities to Metal Sonic along with the addition of sword-like retractable wrist blades, boot thrusters instead of a jet turbine and a hidden laser inside her head. However this means that she can no longer be de-roboticized by normal means.
Bunny Rabbot- one of Sonic's friends that was lost, soon after she was cured of her partial roboticization she was captured, brainwashed and legionized. Eggman takes great glee in the ironic fate that befell her.
Shard- Formerly a previous model of Metal Sonic, he gained a conscience and became a member of the Secret Freedom fighters after being rebuilt. He has similar abilities to the normal Metal Sonic but with the edition of an arm cannon and the ability to fire energy blasts from the power gem embedded in his chest. His key weak point is the power gem embedded in his chest. He secretly has feelings for his fellow AI Nicole the Holo-lynx.
Fiona Fox- A traitor to the Freedom Fighters. She feels regret after the one whom she betrayed her comrades for left her for dead. She fears that the Freedom Fighters will never welcome her back due to the gruesome extent of her betrayal. So now she aids them from the shadows unable to face them out of shame.
Blaze the Cat- a pyrokinetic Princess of a far away empire. She has been anxious since she cannot tend to her kingdom with the mists preventing her return.
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Major Settlements:
New Mobotropolis- A seemingly idealic city and safe haven ruled over by The Republic of Acorn (formerly The Kingdom of Acorn) and where magic and futuristic technology are used in equal measure, however under the surface there lies political corruption, hidden plots and worse. They are ruled by the Tyrant Ixis Naugus who acts by manipulating public opinion in his favor under the guise of a benevolent ruler. However recently Naugus seems to have entered a comatose state with his apprentice Geoffrey St. John taking his place however in reality something far more sinister is at play.
New Megaopolis- a mechanized dystopia patrolled by robots under the leadership of the Eggman and where most buildings are factories filled with the sounds of machinery. Any signs of life seem to have been scoured entirely and any organics spotted are captured and often condemned to a fate worse than death. At night the air is filled with a toxic blinding smog.
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Major Factions:
The Freedom Fighters- a group led by Sonic the Hedgehog to fight against the Eggman Empire however many of it's original members have been lost over time with Sonic as one of the last founding members as they keep losing more and more members in their skirmishes.
The Secret Freedom Fighters- a secret team built to eliminate Ixis Naugus in secret under the command of Harvey Who. It also serves as a replacement for the Royal Secret Service that belonged to the former Kingdom of Acorn. They operate out of a Secret HQ, a hidden bunker built by the AI Nicole in an undisclosed location within New Mobotropolis. They are currently studying the Krudzu to find a way to return Sally Acorn to normal this plan may or may not backfire however.
The Dark Egg Legion- regional enforcers and soldiers of the Eggman's so-called Eggman Empire, they have all undergone a process known as "legionisation" where they are turned into cyborgs and a bomb is placed within one of the mechanical parts as a failsafe against treason. While many members have joined willingly or out of desperation there are some cases where unwilling captives are brainwashed and "legionised."
The Badnik Horde- the Robot Army of the Eggman Empire, the Badniks range from animal shaped machines (such as moto bugs, cater-killers, buzz bombers and bat brains) to bipedal androids (such as Shadowbots, Egg Pawns and Egg Swat) and even more bizarre forms (like Orbinauts and Gohlas) each Badnik often contains a captured animal within being used as an organic battery. There are far more advanced models as well known as the E-series (like the Egg Keeper, E-1000, E-2000 or E-123 Omega).
Roboticized creatures- a fate that has befallen many of the victims of the Eggman Empire, Roboticization is the process of converting an organic being into a robot. The victim is still conscious after being roboticized but they have no control over their body as they are forced to turn on their own allies and loved ones before dragging them away screaming to a similar fate. Roboticized Mobians are nicknamed Robians. Robiticized humanoids can be de-roboticized with a machine found in new Mobotropolis or their free will can be restored with the help of an engineer. However an individual cannot be de-roboticized if their bodies have been modified after roboticization.
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Minor Organizations:
The Hooligans- a band of misfit mercenaries, led by Nack the Weasel they will do any job for the right price.
The Destructix- a team of mercenaries, assassins and psychopaths. With the departure of both of their leaders the group now falls under the de-facto leadership of Sergeant Simian.

This is Part 2 of this write-up. Please read part 1 first. This is the link:
https://www.reddit.com/UnresolvedMysteries/comments/143r7l9/felix_vail_the_pedophile_serial_killer_caught/

PART 2:

ANNETTE CRAVER:

Born on the 7th of December 1965, Annette Craver was intelligent and creative. At 15 she was a singer-songwriter and in her senior year at a private school that specialized in medicine. Her dream was to become a midwife.
http://charleyproject.org/wp-content/uploads/2017/10/vail_annette6.jpg(A photo of Annette Craver.)
In the summer of 1981, she and her mother, Mary Rose greeted people at a friend’s yard sale in the Montrose neighborhood in Houston, Texas. They had just returned from a vacation in Mexico, and Annette felt heartsick, still infatuated with a boy named Adolfo, who was unable to join her in America.
VAIL MEETS ANNETTE
While people browsed the sale, Vail pulled up on a motorcycle and spoke with Annette. He was 41 and had done some carpentry work in the area. “When I saw her, I thought, ‘That’s going to be my new girlfriend,’” he said about the 15-year-old.
In April 1982, Rose and her daughter invested in a Tulsa home that had a rental cottage behind it. Rose began renovating both. After graduating from high school, Annette joined her mother in Tulsa. Vail appeared a few days later, and convinced Annette to leave with him on his motorcycle. They lived off the $500-a-month Social Security check that she received from her father’s death 3 years prior. It would be over a year before Mary Rose would see her daughter again.
That fall, Annette (who was still 15) would fall pregnant, and Vail would force her to have a painful abortion.
Jerry Woodall, reportedly friends with Vail later recalled an embarrassing scene, where the 42-year-old Vail was in a sleeping bag, having public sex with a 16-year-old Annette, only 20 feet away from him and his then-wife Meredith McMackin. Annette grinned and waved at them. Woodall and McMackin did their best to ignore them.
McMackin would later say that Vail had “this coldness and controlling aspect to his personality. Annette was so open and alive, but I think he just totally dominated her. He would try to convey that he was this higher form of being. At first, I thought maybe he was evolved, but then I realized it was this arrogant act.”
Later that summer, police in California would arrest Vail for violating probation a dozen years earlier. Annette telephoned Woodall, who gave her $200. After Vail walked free from prison, he and Annette decided to get married. However, as a 17-year-old she needed permission.
Annette told her mother that she loved Vail, that they were already “spiritually married” and that they would travel to Mexico and get married there if she refused. Not wanting to lose her daughter completely, Rose said OK.
On August 15th, 1983, in Bakersfield, California, the couple were wed.
AFTER THE MARRIAGE
Four months after the marriage, Annette turned 18, allowing her to collect more than $98,000 ($293,500 today) from life insurance policies on her late father. Accompanied by Vail, she withdrew all the money in cash from a San Antonio bank. She bought a Fiat convertible that Vail liked and paid for his dental work.
In April 1984, Rose returned home to find Annette waiting at her door. She told her she wanted to divorce Vail, and enroll in college. She talked about Vail’s temper, including an incident where he had broken his hand trying to punch his wife. He missed and hit a wall.
A few weeks later, Vail showed up. The couple fought constantly, and Vail left after a few days. Mary Rose said that Vail was “insanely jealous” and would become furious when Annette spoke of her desire to go out with younger men.
She and Annette worked on renovating the two homes after Vail left, enjoying their time together. The 2 even started a garden together.
Annette received a letter from Vail, who vowed their time apart would fuel their love. He wrote to her: “After we hung up, I went out to a park and ran and hung and talked with God and smoked some and shot some pool and rode with the top down out through the marsh playing ‘Iron Butterfly’ [“In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida”] and bathing every inch of your body-spirit being with love.”
He referred to being away from Annette as “deprivation jail” and to her ego as “his jailor.”
“The idea of her cutting away ego’s “feeder roots and creating roots between your spirit and the cosmic ground of loving makes me hot for you. My mind is kissing you everywhere.”
After that, Vail would return to Annette’s life. Rose said, “Annette told me, ‘Felix is the wisest person in the world, and I can’t make decisions without him.’” His influence on Annette had only grown stronger. According to Rose, she even compared Vail to God, a comparison Vail agreed with.
After this, the couple angrily insisted that Rose move out and deed the house to Annette. Accompanied by suicidal thoughts brought on by Vail’s continued control over her daughter, Rose left for California to stay with family and friends, deeding the house to Annette for $7000 ($21,000 today) before she did.
Annette would add Vail to the deed, and a month later had deeded him both homes, leaving him as the sole owner.
ANNETTE’S DISAPPEARANCE
Mere weeks after deeding the houses to Vail, the couple told neighbors they were leaving on vacation. When Vail returned in October, he was alone.
Vail told a neighbor that Annette had a lot of money wither her when he’d left her, and that she was likely visiting friends in Denver.
Upon learning that Annette hadn’t come back with Vail, Mary Rose called him. “He told me that while they were camping, Annette had a sexual dream about being with other men in Mexico, and she wanted to go there,” she recalled to an investigative reporter years later. “He claimed that the dream made them both realize that she should have her freedom.” The next day, Vail told her he had put Annette on a bus with $50,000 ($150,000 today) but didn't elaborate.
On Oct 22, 1984, Rose filed a missing person’s report. She told the Tulsa Police Department that each person who spoke with Vail “gets a different story about the amount of money that Annette took with her and where she might be. We all believe that he knows where she is or has done something with her.”
On January 22, 1985, Detective Dennis Davis and another officer questioned Vail at his home (This is obscenely late to start questioning him). By this point, Vail had filed for divorce, citing an inability to find her after a “diligent search.” Davis said her mother, Mary Rose, mentioned her daughter had received more than $90,000 from her father’s estate. Vail confirmed this was true, saying the couple had spent much of that money traveling in foreign countries. He said they kept their money in cash because they didn’t trust banks and that he had found about $10,000 in cash when he returned home.
The next day, Vail called a lawyer, who promised to talk with the officers and tell them to “leave me alone,” as he wrote in his journal.
When Davis returned five days later, Vail had a detailed alibi: The couple left Tulsa between noon and 3 p.m. on Sept. 13, 1984, and stayed the night in a hotel in Claremont, Oklahoma. After two nights of camping on the river, Annette woke up and told Vail she had decided to leave him. He took her to the Trailways Bus Station in St. Louis and left before she bought the ticket. (There is no Trailways Bus Station in St. Louis, and there has never been a Trailways Bus Station in St. Louis.)
He told the officers that she had told him she was headed for Denver, where she planned to get a fake ID card and leave for Mexico. When asked if he would take a lie detector test, Vail said no.
After Davis left, he wrote a letter to Rose. He blamed her for the “bad things” about Annette, told her that after the couple had returned from Costa Rica Annette had been “seeing friends and relatives --- completing her relationships with them for the purpose of getting ready to drop everybody and start over.” He wrote that Annette “disappeared herself from you” because Rose kept imposing her “value system” on her, and said Annette viewed her mother, grandmother, and herself as “zero self-image whores for approval.”
He explained the 2 had no plans to communicate, he did not know where she was, and that “I also assure you that even if I did know, I would not tell you.”
When Rose returned to Tulsa in April 1985, she entered the cottage Annette used to live in, only to find almost all the young woman’s belongings were gone, including her clothes and her diary.
Inside a Barbie suitcase, Rose found a photograph of her daughter and several of her identification cards. She also located things that Annette had written, including a Feb. 17, 1984, note that contradicted Vail’s claim that the couple had spent most of her inheritance on their travel to Mexico and Central American countries.
Instead, the note detailed how they used the money to buy the Fiat, pay off all of Vail’s loans, and deposit $36,000 into Louisiana Savings. It said that as of that day, they had $41,600 ($125,000 today) in cash.
Rose shared the information with the police. Detective Davis showed up again, and Vail told Davis the couple divided the money into smaller cashier’s checks, contradicting his earlier statement that they kept the money in cash.
After a while, Davis left, and despite the (seemingly obvious) suspicious behavior of Vail, closed the missing person’s case.
AFTER ANNETTE’S DISAPPEARANCE
Rose kept calling Vail after this and was finally able to reach him on September 14th 1985.
When asked about Annette’s whereabouts he refused to tell her.
When asked about Annette’s missing clothes he said he gave them to charity.
When asked about the insurance money, Vail told her ‘That’s all she really cared about.’ Rose hung up.
Two years later, fed up with the lack of progress in Annette’s case, Rose would return to Tulsa. She spent thousands of dollars on private investigators to locate Vail. When that failed, she simply went and found him herself.
Tipped off that he was staying at someone’s house, she went there with a friend and found him sitting outside. When asked where Annette went, he replied “Mexico.” When asked where in Mexico, he said the 2 had made a pact to contact each other every 5 years, contradicting his statement that the 2 didn’t have plans to communicate. Rose didn’t believe a word of it.
The whole time Vail never looked up, never stood up and never looked her in the eye.
BETH FIELD
Some time after this, Vail began dating Beth Field. Soon the couple had began arguing, and Vail would call her a “whore.” During a December 1987 argument, he would strike her so hard he ruptured her ear drum. She told Vail there was no justification for violence, to which he responded, “If you quit behaving like a whore, I’ll quit hitting you.”
In August 1988 Beth received a call from Rose, sharing details about the disappearance of her daughter, Annette. From that point forward, Field said she began to examine Vail’s words more closely, realizing that he had likely murdered her.
Four months after the call, he entered her home unannounced. Already drunk, he accused her of “imagined promiscuity,” according to a court order. He slapped her, struck her, and threw her across the bedroom. She asked if Vail was going to kill her, to which Vail replied, “It depends on what you tell me.”
A judge gave her a protective order, requiring Vail to keep his distance. Two weeks later, the sheriff reported that Vail was nowhere to be found.
While Field was visiting a meditation center in Texas in 1990, Vail arrived. After composing herself, she told him “There is a part of you that goes off, and it’s sick and it’s dangerous.”
He looked at her and asked, “Really?” She said “yes, really.” This time, the message seemed to go through. Vail left the next day, and with a single exception about five years later, she never saw him again.
MARY ROSE LEARNS ABOUT THE OTHER 2 CASES
In the summer of 1991 (6 years after Annette's disappearance), Rose drove over 2000 miles to Canyon Lake, Texas to speak to Sue Jordan, Felix Vail’s sister. Jordan said that Vail had told her that Annette wanted to leave, that he took her to a bus station and that she left with some Mexican men, heading for Mexico. Jordan also mentioned that Vail’s first wife had drowned, which was news to Rose.
Before she left, Jordan also told her, “Oh, you know, there was another woman that disappeared. I remember her mother calling my mother for years, checking to see if they’d heard from her. I think her name was Sharon.”
After the conversation, Rose sat down at a typewriter, writing every word she could remember. She also called the public library in Lake Charles.
The librarian remembered the 1962 drowning of Vail’s first wife, Mary Horton. She told Rose that he had taken out life insurance policies on his wife prior to her drowning and that the insurance companies were suspicious and didn’t pay the full value. The librarian made copies of newspaper articles and mailed them to her.
After reading them, Rose reached out to Mary’s family in Louisiana, speaking to Will Horton. He shared her suspicions about Vail and a copy of the 1971 National Enquirer article made after Vail's son Bill reported him to the police. When she read it, she learned that Sharon’s last name was Hensley.
In 1994, she read in the newspaper about Dolores Strehlow’s disappearance from Medford, Oregon, seven years earlier. Police had just arrested her husband, thanks to the work of Detective Terry Newell. She contacted Newell, who helped her find the family of Sharon Hensley. When Rose dialed the Hensley family, Sharon’s mother, Peggy, answered. Rose asked if Peggy knew a Felix Vail. Peggy replied with "you bet I do"
THE INVESTIGATION HEATS UP… AND COOLS DOWN
The detective who helped Rose before, Terry Newell, contacted Jim Bell, a national expert in serial killings working for the FBI. When Rose talked with Bell, she felt like she'd finally gotten somewhere. He was interested in working on the Vail case if he could swing the time. He still remained busy with active serial killer cases, helping train task forces across the U.S. Vail’s son, Bill, told Rose that he was willing to testify, as long as authorities provided protection to his family. Both the Tulsa police and the district attorney’s office in Lake Charles revived their investigations into Vail, now considered a suspected serial killer.
Bell suggested the victims’ families gather with authorities at the FBI Academy in Quantico, Virginia, to share information on Vail. He was unable to work on the case and left the FBI in 1995. The meeting in Quantico never materialized, and the cases involving Vail grew cold once again.
A QUICK RUN DOWN OF EVENTS
In the fall of 1997, family and friends held a mural for Annette.
Diagnosed with esophageal cancer, Vail’s son Bill heard from doctors that he didn’t have long to live. He’s quoted saying “now I’ll get to be with my mom.” Months before passing away in 2009, Bill talked about his father in a recorded interview with his pastor at Grace Church in Overland Park, Kansas.
On Jan. 3, 2009, Bill died, and Vail wrote in his journal, “I feel a large empty hole in my being where his life presence has been for 47 years,” before writing about getting a good haircut. He drove to Kansas but didn’t attend his own son’s funeral. If he had, he would have heard the recording, with his son detailing how he had overheard his father talk about murdering Bill's mother, Mary.
When Vail learned of the recording, he wrote to Pastor Tim Howey, asking for a copy. He blamed his son’s statements on “false memories,” saying, “I have not known about it until now and am stunned.”
In 2012, while attempting to confront Vail with reporter Jerry Mitchell whom she had contacted to write about Vial, Rose was stopped by Kaye Faulkner, Vial’s sister. She told Rose and Mitchell of the recording and urged Mitchell to get a copy of it. She also said that she believed Vial had murdered Mary Horton, Sharon Hensley, and Annette Craver.
She gave the reporter Vial’s number, as well as the numbers of her other brother, Ronnie, and her sister, Beth. Vial didn’t answer those calls, so Mitchell left a message. Ronnie promised to speak to his brother on his behalf.
MITCHELL INVESTIGATES
Mitchell arrived in Lake Charles and stopped by the Southwestern Louisiana Genealogical and Historical Library, which shared copies from old city directories. He began tracking down people who had lived in the Maree Apartments with Felix and Mary.
Many described Mary’s fair of drowning. A close friend of Vails, Judson McCann II described Vial as a ladies’ man, and insinuated he was a cheater. “Many nights, his car wouldn’t be home, and Mary would be there with the lights on. When Felix was gone, it wasn’t because he was trotline fishing.”
Another close friend, Bob Hodges described Vial’s story of Mary ‘falling’ in the river as “horse manure.”
A college roommate of Mary, Sandra Sudduth Pratt, said “Nobody believed it was an accident.”
Mitchell shared Mary’s autopsy report with pathologist Dr. Michael Baden of New York City, who concluded that foul play had taken place in her death.
The report showed large bruises with bleeding into tissues on the left side of the neck, which he said suggested she suffered forceful neck trauma before entering the water. There were hemorrhagic bruises to the right calf and left leg above the knee, which he said were consistent with a struggle before her submersion. But most convincingly of all was the scarf authorities found around her neck that extended 4 inches into her mouth, which suggested traumatic asphyxia before entering the water.
“Somebody had to push that scarf into her mouth. She had to have that scarf wedged in her mouth before she was put in the water.”
A cousin put Mary’s brother Will Horton in touch with former detective “Rabbit” Manuel, who had headed up the Calcasieu Parish Sheriff Office’s investigation back in 1962. He had never forgotten Mary’s death. “Felix’s story just didn’t add up. The fishing tackle was dry. The trotline was dry. The boat was dry. Even Felix’s cigarettes were dry, despite him telling the deputies he dove straight in the water to save Mary.”
He and Manuel met with “Lucky” DeLouche, who directed an elite task force unit that investigated homicides. Three young detectives took notes as they talked. Manuel shared details from the case, saying deputies (officers) wanted to prosecute, but the district attorney wouldn’t let them. Horton shared the autopsy report, Vail’s letters and his belief that Vail was a serial killer. Horton said DeLouche replied, “This absolutely fits the profile of a serial killer,” to which the other detectives agreed.
Shortly afterwards, DeLouche left the task force, and for seemingly the hundredth time, grew cold again.
After Mitchell posted a story about Vail titled “Gone” (It’s nearly 9,000 words long, and the precursor to the 35,500 word story I have drawn heavily from) a man named Wesley Turnage contacted him. He told him of a conversation he had had with Vail in 1963 during a car ride.
According to Turnage, Vail called Mary a bitch and said she thought another child would help solve their marriage problems. He quoted Vail as saying, “She wanted to have another kid. I didn’t want the one I got. I fixed that sorry bitch. She will never have another one.”
Mitchell would make another discovery. District Attorney Salter Jr. had ordered that the judge dismiss 882 criminal cases — more than three cases for each working day.
Will Horton told Mitchell the original detectives in the case told him that Salter wouldn’t allow them to present the evidence they had collected against Vail. That matched the stories Mitchell had heard from grand jurors’ families.
Horton then contacted District Attorney John DeRosier, who said he would be willing to reopen the case if there was enough evidence.
Then came an interesting wrinkle in the story. Finding Vail.
He’d disappeared, returning on Labor Day weekend 2012 to sell his property, before disappearing again. Luckily, another reader of "Gone" came to the rescue. He phoned Mitchell, telling him where Vial was. Canyon Lake, Texas.
Mitchell then contacted Enzo Yaksic, founder of the Serial Homicide Expertise and Information Sharing Collaborative. Yaksic then contacted Armin Showalter, acting chief for the FBI’s Behavioral Analysis Unit, which specialized in serial homicide investigations.
Yaksic shared a copy of GONE with Showalter, who in turn called Calcasieu Parish Deputy Randy Curtis, now taking on the Vail case. Curtis phoned Mitchell to find out where Vail was. A few days later, he called back to say the FBI had discovered Vail purchased property at 737 Shadyview Drive in Canyon Lake.
On Jan. 18, 2013, Curtis decided to confront Vail. He found him at that address, living in a storage shed. Curtis said he read Vail his rights before asking him about the death and disappearances of the women. Vail refused to say anything, accusing families and The Clarion-Ledger (Where "Gone" was published) of lying about him. The whole time, Vail couldn’t stop smirking.
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Will Horton gave Mitchell the number of his cousin, who was a caretaker for 90-year-old Isaac Abshire Jr. When Mitchell sat down with the man, he shared a haunting story.
Abshire had worked with Vail and offered him a room to rent out. Once Vail and Mary were married, Vail had moved out. Abshire viewed himself as “a big brother” to Mary, calling her “a sweet little girl.”
After the marriage, Vail had become angry at work, talking about how ugly his wife was when she was pregnant, and how he didn’t like his baby. On the Friday before she was killed, the couple visited Abshire, bringing Bill, who was still an infant. Mary privately asked Abshire if he thought Vail could take her baby away.
Two days later, Mary was dead.
Abshire and two other workers went out the next day to drag the river. The next morning, Oct. 30, 1962, he returned with one of them, Jimmy May, to continue dragging.
Abshire said while they were talking, “something popped up. A guy with binoculars asked, ‘Does she have blonde hair?’ I said, ‘Yes, that’s her.’”
They recovered the body, and Abshire could never forget what he saw. Her body was rigid, and a scarf was wrapped around her neck before going into her mouth. Blood boiled on the boat, everyone voicing the same opinion. Vail had killed Mary.
Abshire had kept photos from that day for over 50 years. He said he had given them to Deputy Curtis as well as a copy of the 1962 sheriff’s report, which listed 15 points suggesting Vail’s guilt.
Despite being behind on major bills, Vail had managed to pay an entire year’s premiums in advance for a $50,000 ($150,000 today) life insurance policy on his wife. He had a second life insurance policy on her for $8,000 ($24,000 today), which promised to pay double if she died by accident.
It was almost as if he knew she was about to die.
Deputies had reported witnesses claims that Vail had told them he didn’t love his wife, that she looked stupid and vulgar, and that he had had sexual relations with multiple women, and at least one man.
Vail told deputies that his wife was wearing an off-white leather jacket when she went into the water. But she wasn’t wearing the jacket when her body was recovered. Inside his boat, deputies found two life preservers. Mary had not been wearing one, despite her fear of drowning. As for the trotline the 2 were supposedly running, deputies found it still inside Vail’s tackle box.
Most witnesses the Deputies had spoken too felt that Vail was capable of killing his wife.
When asked if he believed Vail killed his wife, Abshire said “Oh, my God, yes.”
THE CHASE & THE FINAL CLUES:
Ever since Vail had sold his Mississippi property, Mary Rose had wondered if he would eventually sell the Tulsa property, the one she and Annette had lived in. He did. Vail sold it for $149,000. Rose asked the question on the mind of everyone investigating. “What is he going to do with all that money? --- He could be running.”
On April 30th Mitchell got a call saying that Vail had left Texas. He was pulled over by police in Columbus, Mississippi after hopping the fence of his now dead brother Ronnie’s property. Curtis told Mitchell that the Columbus police were sending him a photo of Vail and the white pick-up truck he was pulled over in. He once again warned Mitchell that Vail could be running.
Vail’s sister called again, saying she heard her brother was heading to Montpelier. She wondered if he was driving to the home of possible witness Wesley Turnage.
Mitchell called Turnage to let him know that Vail might be headed his way. Turnage replied “If he sets foot on my property, there won’t be no trial.” He called Mitchell back later, saying no one in Montpelier had seen Vail.
Private Investigator Gina Frenzel, who had questioned Vail herself, including pretending to be his girlfriend, called Mitchell with good news. Vail had contacted her and told her he was back in Canyon Lake. Mitchell informed Curtis.
On May 17th 2012, authorities arrested Felix Vail for the murder of his wife Mary Horton.
In telephone calls from the jail in Lake Charles, he shared his explanation of what happened the night of Oct. 28, 1962, when Mary died.
He referred to his first wife as a “coon-ass lady,” saying she was “half kneeling” on his feet when she “saw one of the float buckets that were on the line.” He said the boat was “going real slow along the edge of the bank when the boat hit a stump ... and it dumped her right out.” Vail said he shut off the motor and dove in “where she had plopped in the water. I mean, nothing. The river had sucked her right in.” He said he “dove around until I was exhausted, and came in immediately to the police station in town and reported the accident and that was it.”
This story differed greatly from his story in 1962 when he said his wife was sitting on top of a boat seat when she fell out, not that she was kneeling on his feet. Back then, he said nothing about hitting a stump — just swerving to miss it.
It also differed from the story he had told his son, where a wave from another boat had dumped Mary out.
Vail told Frenzel that the case “has been an avalanche coming down the mountain all that time, waiting to hit my head, and it finally has.”
He blamed the families and Mitchell, “an evil, shrimpy reporter,” for what had happened, calling the charges “fabricated” and insisting that “a large amount of money, hate and political ambitions are behind them.”
At Vail’s request, Frenzel returned his truck to his home and went inside to take care of a few tasks. While there, she spent 16 hours photographing all his journals, more than 2,400 pages. She also photographed letters, documents, photographs and business cards, some dating back to the 1960s. She found a collection of women’s jewelry, old buttons, pins, and even a glass dildo.
Disturbingly, if at this point unsurprisingly, she found a photograph of a naked 3-year-old girl. Frenzel later spoke with the girl, now a woman. The journals revealed that Vail had stalked her for years.
Frenzel discovered the birth certificate of Annette Craver, who had used it for previous trips to Mexico.
Mitchell and Frenzel poured through the journals she had photographed. They noticed gaps in them that lead them to believe Vail had ripped pages out, including times when he should have been with Sharon and Annette.
His journals were dominated by sex, dreams of sex and reflected an obsession with children. In a March 27, 1986, entry, Vail wrote about the visit of a woman and her daughters in his home. “The little girls were delicious --- We massaged some, hugged & kissed some & it was 12 (midnight) & time for them to go.”
On Aug. 29, 1992, Vail walked into the Wal-Mart in West Point, and as he wrote in his journal “a 1-year-old white girl looked in my eyes loving me like there was no age difference between us.”
When Mitchell interviewed Kert Germany, a co-worker of Vail in 1977 he said that Vail attracted women wherever he went, and that Vail had told him the best sex of his life had been with 2- or 3-year-old girl.
It was that this time that Alexandra Christianson, Vail’s ex-wife called Mitchell and told him her story. She also put him in contact with Bruce Biedebach, the man she had been on a date with when she left with Vail. Biedebach would tell Mitchell that during a party in 1965 that turned into a “boast-fest” Vail had boasted about something he had done, that no one else had done.
Killed his wife.
He told the men at the party that he had held his wife’s head underwater until she drowned.
Biedebach then put Mitchell in contact with Rob Fremont, who had bicycled around California with Vail when he was 13. He said that while riding with Vail, he had told him that he hit his wife on the head and drowned her. Fremont never rode with him again after that.
With as much evidence as they could possibly gather, the case went to trial.
THE TRIAL:
Vail’s trial began on August 8th, 2016.
District Attorney John DeRosier laid out the evidence clearly.
He spoke of the evidence against Vail about Mary’s murder on October 28th, 1962.
He spoke about Vail swearing to Sharon Hensley’s mother that she wanted to start a new life in 1974.
He spoke about his letters to Mary Rose, telling her he wouldn’t tell her where her daughter Annette was “even if he knew.” Vail smirked at that one.
Finally, he spoke to the jurors.
“Mary Horton Vail is gone, Sharon Hensley is gone,” DeRosier said, “and Annette Craver Vail is gone.”
“You’re going to write the last chapter, and it’s simply going to read, ‘And justice was finally done. William Felix Vail, guilty as charged.’”
Prosecutors called all three families to testify.
Will Horton told jurors of his sister, “Mary was the kind of person you would want as a friend.” He broke while talking about visiting his nephew after he death in 1962. “I just wanted Bill to know how much his mother loved him.”
Brian Hensley told jurors that he last saw his sister, Sharon, with Vail before the pair left Bismarck, North Dakota, in 1972. Other than a telephone call and letter in the months that followed, he said no one had seen or heard from her since.
When Mary Rose took the stand, Vail bowed his head.
This was the woman who had been working for 32 long years to bring him into this court.
This was the mother who had waited 32 years for this moment.
She called Annette “a huge light in my life. We were always loving toward each other.” She testified that Vail ran off with her daughter on his motorcycle and married her. She testified that Annette, who inherited nearly $100,000 and received two homes, disappeared weeks after deeding those homes to Vail.
Wesley Turnage, Rob Fremont, and Bruce Biedebach swore under oath that Vail said he killed his first wife. Biedebach said he asked Vail if Mary was a bitch, to which Vail had said yes. Vail laughed in court as he told the story.
The current coroner, forensic pathologist Dr. Terry Welke, testified that in most drownings, the body comes up in a “dead person’s float,” with the back of the head surfacing first and the limbs hanging down in the water.
After sharing a series of pictures to show it, he showed the court two black-and-white photographs of Mary Horton when her body was recovered on Oct. 30, 1962, less than two days after she reportedly drowned. Her body was stiff, with her hands over chest as if she was in a coffin.
They also saw the videotaped testimony of Isaac Abshire Jr, who had died in 2014. He said her body was stiff when it surfaced either sideways or face up when she bobbed up in the Calcasieu River.
That testimony helped contribute to Welke’s homicide conclusion. So did the unbroken grease-like stain across her Chi Omega sweatshirt, which he believed could have come from a tarp covering her. Welke concluded Mary was dead and stiff before her body went into the water, explaining why rigor had set in.
Testimony was heard of Vail not paying for his own wife’s funeral, despite having made thousands from her life insurance.
THE VERDICT
The jury didn’t even take a half hour to reach their verdict.
William Felix Vail Sr was unanimously found guilty of murdering Mary Horton. He was sentenced to life in prison.
After the verdict, the prosecutor also revealed that the FBI had found out that Vail had molested a child over 30 years ago. They were unable to put him on trial for it, as the statue of limitations had passed.
Finally, nearly 54 years after she was murdered, Mary Horton had found justice.
Finally, 42 years after her disappearance, Sharon Hensley had found justice.
And Annette Craver, with the help of her mother Mary Rose’s tireless efforts, had finally found justice after 32 years.
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This a photo of Mary, Sharon and Annette. I felt it was fitting to end off with. May they all rest in peace.
MY SOURCES:
https://www.namus.gov/MissingPersons/Case#/8284?nav
https://charleyproject.org/case/annette-michelle-craver-vail
https://www.clarionledger.com/story/news/local/felixvailgone/2016/12/29/felix-vail-gone-one-wife-dead-two-other-missing-jerry-mitchell/95895894/
https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/5796622/mary-elizabeth-vail
https://charleyproject.org/case/sharon-hensley
https://www.namus.gov/MissingPersons/Case#/20525?nav

Yesterday I had multiple people ask me to post this, and their comment has 552 likes at the time of me writing this, so I have spent the last day and a half editing, and adding information so it's up to standard. Overall, it has taken me close to a week to make. It probably isn't perfect, but I will edit it if I notice any mistakes. I hope you enjoy ❤
I would like to start this off by saying that this is an incredibly long write-up. This case spans 54 years, and this write-up is over 8650 words long, and is in fact so long that it exceeded the character limit, forcing me to make 2 parts. u/that1guywiththehat has already covered this case, and their write-up is much shorter. I will link it here, and you can check it out if you'd like. They did a fantastic job. 😊
https://www.reddit.com/UnresolvedMysteries/comments/g3wqcc/after_18yearold_annette_craver_vail_vanishes/
Secondly, this write-up borrows EXTENSIVELY from "Gone," a 35,500 word book about the life and crimes of Felix Vail. It contains information that you simply cannot find anywhere else, and I'd estimate that around 80% of this write-up uses it's information. While it's extremely long, being over 4 times the length of this write-up, it is well worth the read. I will also link it here so you can check it out if you'd like.
https://www.clarionledger.com/story/news/local/felixvailgone/2016/12/29/felix-vail-gone-one-wife-dead-two-other-missing-jerry-mitchell/95895894/
Now with that out of the way...

PART 1:

MARY HORTON:

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Born on the 16th of February 1940 to Floyd and Lillie Horton, Mary was popular, beautiful, and well liked. She became homecoming queen at Eunice High School and wrote for the school newspaper. After graduating she began attending McNeese State University where she was so popular that all 5 sororities invited her to join. She eventually chose Chi Omega.
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(Mary Horton from 1957, as Eunice High School homecoming queen.)
A FATEFUL ENCOUNTER
In 1960 she began dating William Felix Vail Sr, who goes by Felix. He was 6’, slender and in the words of another sorority girl “looked like he’d been touched by heaven.” In her diaries and messages to friends, Mary spoke of being happy and excited. However, not everything was sunshine and rainbows for the young couple.
On June 20th, 1960, Mary confided in a friend “I really do love Felix, but I don’t think that I like him anymore. He really is sweet, but we don’t see eye to eye on things.” She requested that a friend set her up on a date with another man in the hopes that Felix would leave her.
In response to this date, he came to Mary saying he suffered from a disease. She asked what disease he had. He meant Mary.
The 2 had a conversation that Mary described as ‘Felix doing all the talking, and her just listening.’ He told her that he had changed, and she said that she had too.
The 2 began dating again, but Mary continued to see other people. She attended a house party with Kelley McFarland, who afterwards heard that Vail was so angry he ‘wanted to kill him.’ McFarland tracked him down, eventually meeting him in dark woods. The 2 exchanged no blows, and they went their separate ways.
After this incident, Mary described herself as “miserable” and Felix as “jealous”, although she reiterated her love for him. There was reportedly an incident at a pool party where Felix “walked up to Mary and just slapped the heck out of her,” according to Mary’s high school boyfriend Leonard Matt.
Despite everything, Mary continued to defend him, calling him a “wonderful person.”
THE MARRIAGE
On July 1, 1961, in Eunice, Louisiana, Mary Horton and Felix Vail got married.
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(Mary Horton in her wedding dress, July 1st, 1961.)
In the fall of that year, Mary began her job as a second-grade teacher at Moss Bluff Elementary School. That December, she found out she was pregnant. Another teacher, Myrtis Quinilty said Felix didn’t want a child.
Her sister-in-law, Sue Jordan, told Mary the only reason Vail believed she wanted to get married was to have a baby, and not because of him. Mary blamed herself, saying “I can see, looking back, from many things I said how they could have been misunderstood.” Mary insisted that the couple were happy but did comment on how unattractive she felt while pregnant, a sentiment that Felix shared.
On their anniversary, Mary gave birth to William Felix Vail Jr, who they called Bill.
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(Mary holding Bill in 1962)
Within a month, Mary suspected that she may be pregnant again. At this time, strange things began to happen in the couple’s apartment. One morning, the couple awoke to find their front door had been removed from its hinges. Another time, they found the front door of their apartment wide open. Nothing was stolen.
Mary began receiving threatening calls. The couple concluded that whoever was calling must be watching them because the caller only ever did it when Felix wasn’t home.
Mary spoke with her mother about divorcing Felix. Her mother, a devout Catholic, urged her daughter to stay and work things out. It would be a fatal mistake.
MARY'S DEATH
On October 28th, 1962, at 7:30pm, Felix Vail drove up to Shell Beach saying that his wife had fallen in the water of the Calcasieu River while they were running trot lines. It took 2 days to find her body, close to where Vail had said she disappeared.
Her funeral was held on October 31st. Vail never paid a cent for it.
On November 4th deputies arrested Vail at work, hauling him to jail and questioning him. He refused to take a lie detector test. The coroner ruled Mary’s death an “accidental drowning,” a sentiment not shared by the officers who found her body, or the community at large. Days later, Vail was released without charge, as the D.A declined to prosecute.
Months later, he picked up his son, Bill, from the Louisiana home of his late wife’s aunt and headed for Mississippi. According to Bill years later, Vail told him that he and Mary were out fishing, that a boat had come by and caused a big wave and knocked her out of the boat. Mary didn’t know how to swim, had no life jacket (despite being afraid of water) and so immediately sank and drowned. He said he had almost died trying to rescue her.
I will go further in depth into Mary’s death further down this write-up when I go through the investigation that followed, decades later. There are more details that I will cover there.
ROBIN SINCLAIR:
In this section I will cover his relationship with a girlfriend between the murders of Mary Horton and Sharon Hensley. Vail was a full-time scumbag and I want to illustrate that, as well as show some of the other lives he’s impacted, and other people he’s hurt. I will be covering multiple instances like this one. If you only want to read about the 3 murder victims, feel free to scroll down, I have them clearly marked for convenience.
AN 11 YEAR AGE GAP AND A DEAD-BEAT DAD
In 1967, Vail met a 17-year-old Robin Sinclair at a bus stop in San Diego. (Vail would have been 28 at this time. Large age gaps will be a theme in this write up.) She was spending the summer there with her sister, and the 2 began dating. When summer break ended, she left without him, returning home to San Francisco.
In October of 1968 while attending an Iron Butterflies concert, Vail appeared again. Sinclair took it as a sign that the 2 belonged together. He had his young son Bill, and the 3 bounced from place to place together. Sinclair would later describe how Bill was poorly looked after, neglected and that Vail would even give the young boy drugs. Bill would later recount his father giving him LSD as a child.
While watching over another couple’s home during the Christmas holidays, she learned she was pregnant and shared the news with Vail. He said, “Well, I don’t think you’re emotionally stable enough to handle the pregnancy.” The next morning, Vail and his young son had vanished. A friend told Sinclair that he went back to Mississippi, that it was time for his son to go to school and that he didn’t want to be with her.
Heartbroken, Sinclair would move in with her parents. In August of 1969 she gave birth to her daughter, who she named Simone. She wrote Vail an angry letter, and 2 months later he showed up on her doorstep. She told him to leave, and that she never wanted to see him again. She never did.

SHARON HENSLEY:

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Sharon Hensley was born on December 20th, 1948. Growing up in the state capital of Bismarck, North Dakota, she dated football players and belonged to the high school’s 'Demonettes', an award-winning dance team founded by a former Rockette.
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(A photo of Sharon Hensley.)
She graduated in 1966, and attended Bismarck Junior College, where she took classes in dance and acting, performing in a play with her older brother, Frank.
In 1967, aged 19, Sharon discovered she was pregnant. Wanting to escape her hometown, she followed her brother Frank and other classmates to San Francisco. After arriving, she stayed in a home for single mothers, where she gave birth to a girl she named “Cherry” after the popular Neil Diamond song. She told friends she wanted to keep the child but was unable to. Two years after leaving for California, Sharon was in jail and her mother, Peggy, headed there with a $5,000 cashier’s check to bail her out. When she returned, Sharon wasn’t with her.
“She said she had lost her daughter,” her younger brother Brian would later say. “She cried almost every night. She was never the same after that.”
MEETING VAIL
While house-sitting in a high-rise apartment, Vail would meet his future girlfriend, Sharon. She was 20, and attractive, having even modeled in her teens. They became friends, and then started a relationship despite the 10-year age gap.
While hitchhiking across California, Vail would confess to Hensley that he had killed Mary, something his son Bill overheard. Because of this, Bill would later go to the police to report his own father for murder. The police at first didn’t believe Bill, but after camping out on the front steps, one detective listened. He told the detective that he was hungry, tired of using the drugs his father gave him, that he wanted to go back to school, live like other kids, and that he had overheard his father admit to killing his mother.
At a beach along the Merced River, police found his father and Hensley, carrying a bag of LSD capsules. Police charged the couple with LSD possession and contributing to the delinquency of a minor. Vail received a six-month jail sentence, plus three years’ probation, after pleading guilty to a lesser charge of LSD possession.
California police shared their information with Louisiana authorities. Once again, the district attorney in Lake Charles once again passed on prosecuting Vail for murder. Another fatal mistake.
Bill returned to Mississippi to live with his grandparents, who then gained full custody. On January 23rd, 1971, Vail and Sharon showed up in the driveway. Bill thought Vail was there to kill him, and his grandmother had to reassure him that he was safe.
The father and son eventually sat down and had a talk. Vail told Bill that he didn’t blame him for the time he spent in prison, but instead blamed Sharon, which the young boy found strange because “she had nothing to do with it.”
The family wondered how the couple could even legally be in Mississippi if they were supposed to be on probation in California. They couldn’t. After a visit from the Sheriff, the 2 were smuggled out of town and given enough money to get back to the West Coast.
In the Summer of 1972, the couple appeared unannounced at Sharon’s childhood home in Bismarck. The more the family saw of the couple, the more horrified they became. Sharon wore a mini skirt with no panties and had armpit hair and leg hair "like a man." She had been losing weight and losing clumps of hair.
Her younger brother Brian said it felt like his sister had been brainwashed. If someone asked her a question, “either Felix would answer the question for her, or she would look at Felix while she was giving the answer.”
The couple left then North Dakota and traveled to Mississippi, where they stayed with Vail’s family. On the dairy farm the family owned, they helped paint the home. The couple also sunbathed in the nude, drawing the ire of neighbors.
Peggy Hensley received a telephone call from Sharon, who said she and Vail were heading to New Orleans and then to Miami to make pornographic films. She believed it was a cry for help as “what daughter tells her mother she’s going to do a porno?” Sharon’s parents wanted to travel down to get their daughter back but couldn’t. (The 2 did end up shooting pornographic scenes together, but I won’t get into any of that.)
In early 1973, Sharon called and talked of traveling to South America with Vail, where they would eat natural foods and write a book. It was the last conversation the family would ever have with her. Soon after, she would send her final letter. It contained a photo of her holding a pen, captioned “making travel notes.” It was the last picture ever taken of Sharon Hensley.
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(The last photo ever taken of Sharon.)
THE DISAPPEARANCE
In March of 1974, Peggy received a letter from Vail, claiming he was in West Florida. He wrote that he last saw Sharon about a year before in Key West, with an Australian couple that was traveling around the world. All he recalled was the first names of the couple (John and Vanessa), who were talking with Sharon about “island hopping around South America, the West Indies, --- Hawaii for a while, maybe a couple of years in the Philippines, then India, Egypt and the Mediterranean islands and coasts. I don’t know which of these (if any) they decided on or in what order.” Peggy didn't believe a word of it.
In the fall of 1975, Vail’s mother wrote to the Hensley family, saying that her son was surprised the family hadn’t heard from Sharon during that time. Interestingly, Vail told his mother the names of the couple that Sharon left with were Frank and Sally, different names than he had given a year earlier. Vail explained to his mother that before Sharon left, she had burned all her identification cards, got new IDs, and declared that she would become a completely different person.
Bill recalled his father mentioning Sharon. “He said she would never bother anyone ever again.” The words upset Bill, who believed his father had just confessed to another murder. “There was not a soul I could tell about it because I had had my experience in court when I was 8, no one would believe me. It would be my word against his, and no one would believe a 13-year-old.”
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SHARON CAMPBELL:
I want to talk about this relationship because of the egregious age difference. For reference, Campbell is only 4 years older than Vail’s son.
While riding a bus to north Mississippi in 1975, Vail sat next to 17-year-old Sharon Campbell. Despite being literally twice her age, he commented on how fit she looked, saying "he needed someone like her to keep him fit." In spite of this, she felt flattered and shared her telephone number with him. Not long after she got home, Vail appeared in a yellow Volkswagen bug.
Vail said he wanted Campbell to travel with him, and she told him the only way her parents would allow it was if they got married.
On July 24, 1975, they did, honeymooning in Gulf Shores, Alabama.
In court years later, she would tell prosecutors that they never consummated the marriage because “he was unable to obtain an erection.” (This isn’t relevant, I just wanted to include it out of spite because fuck this guy.)
Several weeks later, she went with Vail to visit his relatives in Louisiana. There, she said a niece told her, “You probably need to know that he killed his first wife --- they arrested him. We all believed that he did it, he drowned her out of a boat.”
Campbell didn't believe them, telling herself that he would be in prison if he was a murderer. But as the months passed by, she concluded that he “had no value in the female gender,” and that “he hated women.”
She later traveled with Vail to his parents’ home in Montpelier. While there, he was outdoors working on the Volkswagen and Campbell walked closer without him noticing. He opened a compartment, and she said she saw “sinister, surgical looking saws of all shapes and sizes in a neat formation.” To her, the sight screamed evil. “It scared me. I said, ‘I’m not going anywhere with you.’” She left, annulled the marriage, and never looked back. It was likely the best decision she ever made.
After the divorce he would marry a woman named Carolyn in 1977. The relationship would end after he cheated on her with a woman named Alexandra Christianson during a double date. When Carolyn called Vail’s mother and asked her if the behavior surprised her, she simply replied “no.”
After being served the divorce papers, Vail smashed his car into her MGB Sports Car. A month later he would call her saying “I love you.” She did not reciprocate. She would later describe Vail as “mentally deranged.”
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ALEXANDRA CHRISTIANSON:
Alexandra is the woman Vail cheated on Carolyn with. She eventually got married to him in Mexico after he officially divorced Carolyn. Not long after their marriage, she heard that Vail was cheating on her.
After a motorcycle accident, he came to rest up at her condo in Costa Mesa, where she confronted him about the cheating. He reportedly got agitated and said, “you know my first wife died.” When she replied saying he’d told her she drowned, Vail shot back “I could have saved her, but I chose not to.”
After telling him to leave, she went to have a shower. While in the shower, Vail attacked her, wrapping his hands around her neck. Hearing her screams, Alexandra’s young brother came in, grabbing Vail and forcing him to the ground. Vail then left.
Soon after this, she found out she was pregnant. The child was still-born, and Alexandra was heart-broken. She would later lead important investigators to witnesses that were used in Vail's eventual trial.
In part 2, I will cover Vail's final victim Annette Craver, and the lengths her mother went to to finally secure justice.
Here is Part 2:
https://www.reddit.com/UnresolvedMysteries/comments/143riqi/felix_vail_the_pedophile_serial_killer_caught/
MY SOURCES:
https://www.namus.gov/MissingPersons/Case#/8284?nav
https://charleyproject.org/case/annette-michelle-craver-vail
https://www.clarionledger.com/story/news/local/felixvailgone/2016/12/29/felix-vail-gone-one-wife-dead-two-other-missing-jerry-mitchell/95895894/
https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/5796622/mary-elizabeth-vail
https://charleyproject.org/case/sharon-hensley
https://www.namus.gov/MissingPersons/Case#/20525?nav

Salve a tutti, sono un ragazzo di 25 anni, al momento studente di Economia Aziendale, in teoria al 3º anno ma sono indietro di parecchi esami per cui è come se fossi ancora al primo.
La mia è una storia fatta di continui fallimenti, che non sto qui ad elencare perché ci vorrebbero dei giorni. Negli ultimi mesi ho passato un periodo psicologicamente molto difficile, che mi ha portato molto spesso a fare dei pensieri davvero brutti.
Ultimamente però, seguendo un percorso psicoterapeutico, sto ritrovando le energie mentali e la voglia di vivere, e di ricominciare una volta per tutte.
Ora sento di ritrovarmi di fronte ad un bivio nella mia vita. Dato che nelle mie passate esperienze, le scelte che ho fatto a livello universitario sono state sempre troppo avventate (e anche molto influenzate dai miei genitori, infatti tramite la mia psicologa ho capito che queste spesso erano dettate da una pressione psicologica molto forte ed insostenibile alla lunga). Ora, però, mi sono preso un bel po’ di tempo per decidere con calma e ragionevolezza cosa fare della mia vita.
Mi affascina molto il mondo della programmazione (ma anche di data analysis, pur non avendo grosse basi). Sin da quando ho memoria è un ambito che mi è sempre piaciuto, ma non ho mai fatto il passo successivo perché sono stato sempre etichettato, sia da me stesso che inconsciamente dai miei genitori, come uno “bravo a studiare ma con delle capacità logiche non spiccatissime”, ovvero come uno che alle cose ci arriva un po’ dopo degli altri. Cosa che con il tempo ho capito essere non vera, semplicemente perché negli anni delle superiori e degli inizi dell’università, studiavo molto a forza, senza alcuna voglia ed interesse per quello che leggevo. Nonostante ciò, io sono uno di quelli che, una volta che trova una passione, passerebbe le giornate intere a fare solo quello. Ed è questo quelle che provo verso l’ambito della programmazione.
Il punto è: ha senso ora, a 25 anni, iscriversi ad una triennale di Informatica (per finire si spera a 28 anni), oppure conviene di più fare qualche bootcamp di 6 mesi?
Questi sono i pro e contro che ho pensato per entrambe le opzioni:
UNIVERSITÀ
PRO - sicuramente offre una preparazione incredibilmente più completa (sebbene più teorica), una forma mentis e un modo di ragionare che nessun bootcamp di 6 mesi può mai dare - nell’eventuale ricerca di lavoro successiva, avere una laurea in informatica, che sia anche una triennale, è indubbiamente una marcia in più per offerte di lavoro (anche solo perché viene richiesto come requisito base), per cui mi aprirebbe più porte
CONTRO - “sprecherei” 3 anni (minimo, anche se la percentuale di chi ci mette qualche anno in più è abbastanza alta), il che significa che al momento della laurea avrei 28 anni, e zero esperienza lavorativa. Vorrei avere un reality check per capire quanto questa cosa potrebbe essere penalizzante nella ricerca di un lavoro
BOOTCAMP
PRO - Tempi minori. I bootcamp generalmente durano sui 6 mesi e sono full-time. Dopodiché dovresti riuscire ad avere almeno uno stage in qualche azienda. Ovviamente, non sono così rimbambito da credere che in 6 mesi si possa diventare developer, so benissimo che sta a te poi impegnarti, darti da fare e continuare ad imparare e sperimentare.
CONTRO - il rischio di studiare solo “la punta dell’iceberg” e non conoscere a fondo l’argomento, cosa che in 6 mesi è ovviamente impossibile. Ho letto un sacco di testimonianze di recruiter che dicevano che queste persone che escono dai bootcamp magari sanno anche programmare in qualche linguaggio discretamente bene, ma sanno fare solo “il compitino”: appena messi leggermente in difficoltà o spinte a ragionare un po’ di più, si dimostrano abbastanza limitati nelle proprie conoscenze. La mia paura è proprio questa - il costo (anche se ho qualche risparmio da parte e lo vedrei come un investimento per me stesso)
Per quanto riguarda la possibilità di studio da autodidatta, al momento la escluderei perché, pur mettendoci tutta la voglia del mondo di studiare, non saprei davvero da dove partire, è vero che ci sono milioni di risorse su internet ma è difficile seguire un percorso in maniera lineare ed arrivare ad avere una conoscenza abbastanza completa: ho la sensazione che mi perderei in questo mare di informazioni.
Se avessi 3-4 anni in meno non ci penserei nemmeno un secondo e mi iscriverei alla triennale di informatica, ma il dubbio ora mi sorge semplicemente per una questione anagrafica.
Infatti pensavo: invece di farmi 3 anni di università, potrei seguire un corso di 6 mesi, dal quale ne uscirei con una conoscenza sicuramente minore, però avrei poi “2 anni e mezzo di tempo in più” per compensare, e cioè continuare a studiare autonomamente, oltre che magari nel frattempo fare anche un’esperienza lavorativa, partendo da uno stage (che in questi corsi sembra essere abbastanza comune).
Realisticamente parlando, qual è secondo voi la migliore opzione?
Ovviamente do per scontato che, per qualsiasi opzione io sceglierò, ci metterò il 100% delle mie forze e cercherò di impegnarmi al massimo, perché ho voglia di rifarmi.

Salve a tutti, sono un ragazzo di 25 anni, al momento studente di Economia Aziendale, in teoria al 3º anno ma sono indietro di parecchi esami per cui è come se fossi ancora al primo.
La mia è una storia fatta di continui fallimenti, che non sto qui ad elencare perché ci vorrebbero dei giorni. Negli ultimi mesi ho passato un periodo psicologicamente molto difficile, che mi ha portato molto spesso a fare dei pensieri davvero brutti.
Ultimamente però, seguendo un percorso psicoterapeutico, sto ritrovando le energie mentali e la voglia di vivere, e di ricominciare una volta per tutte.
Ora sento di ritrovarmi di fronte ad un bivio nella mia vita. Dato che nelle mie passate esperienze, le scelte che ho fatto a livello universitario sono state sempre troppo avventate (e anche molto influenzate dai miei genitori, infatti tramite la mia psicologa ho capito che queste spesso erano dettate da una pressione psicologica molto forte ed insostenibile alla lunga). Ora, però, mi sono preso un bel po’ di tempo per decidere con calma e ragionevolezza cosa fare della mia vita.
Mi affascina molto il mondo della programmazione (ma anche di data analysis, pur non avendo grosse basi). Sin da quando ho memoria è un ambito che mi è sempre piaciuto, ma non ho mai fatto il passo successivo perché sono stato sempre etichettato, sia da me stesso che inconsciamente dai miei genitori, come uno “bravo a studiare ma con delle capacità logiche non spiccatissime”, ovvero come uno che alle cose ci arriva un po’ dopo degli altri. Cosa che con il tempo ho capito essere non vera, semplicemente perché negli anni delle superiori e degli inizi dell’università, studiavo molto a forza, senza alcuna voglia ed interesse per quello che leggevo. Nonostante ciò, io sono uno di quelli che, una volta che trova una passione, passerebbe le giornate intere a fare solo quello. Ed è questo quelle che provo verso l’ambito della programmazione.
Il punto è: ha senso ora, a 25 anni, iscriversi ad una triennale di Informatica (per finire si spera a 28 anni), oppure conviene di più fare qualche bootcamp di 6 mesi?
Questi sono i pro e contro che ho pensato per entrambe le opzioni:
UNIVERSITÀ
PRO - sicuramente offre una preparazione incredibilmente più completa (sebbene più teorica), una forma mentis e un modo di ragionare che nessun bootcamp di 6 mesi può mai dare - nell’eventuale ricerca di lavoro successiva, avere una laurea in informatica, che sia anche una triennale, è indubbiamente una marcia in più per offerte di lavoro (anche solo perché viene richiesto come requisito base), per cui mi aprirebbe più porte
CONTRO - “sprecherei” 3 anni (minimo, anche se la percentuale di chi ci mette qualche anno in più è abbastanza alta), il che significa che al momento della laurea avrei 28 anni, e zero esperienza lavorativa. Vorrei avere un reality check per capire quanto questa cosa potrebbe essere penalizzante nella ricerca di un lavoro
BOOTCAMP
PRO - Tempi minori. I bootcamp generalmente durano sui 6 mesi e sono full-time. Dopodiché dovresti riuscire ad avere almeno uno stage in qualche azienda. Ovviamente, non sono così rimbambito da credere che in 6 mesi si possa diventare developer, so benissimo che sta a te poi impegnarti, darti da fare e continuare ad imparare e sperimentare.
CONTRO - il rischio di studiare solo “la punta dell’iceberg” e non conoscere a fondo l’argomento, cosa che in 6 mesi è ovviamente impossibile. Ho letto un sacco di testimonianze di recruiter che dicevano che queste persone che escono dai bootcamp magari sanno anche programmare in qualche linguaggio discretamente bene, ma sanno fare solo “il compitino”: appena messi leggermente in difficoltà o spinte a ragionare un po’ di più, si dimostrano abbastanza limitati nelle proprie conoscenze. La mia paura è proprio questa - il costo (anche se ho qualche risparmio da parte e lo vedrei come un investimento per me stesso)
Per quanto riguarda la possibilità di studio da autodidatta, al momento la escluderei perché, pur mettendoci tutta la voglia del mondo di studiare, non saprei davvero da dove partire, è vero che ci sono milioni di risorse su internet ma è difficile seguire un percorso in maniera lineare ed arrivare ad avere una conoscenza abbastanza completa: ho la sensazione che mi perderei in questo mare di informazioni.
Se avessi 3-4 anni in meno non ci penserei nemmeno un secondo e mi iscriverei alla triennale di informatica, ma il dubbio ora mi sorge semplicemente per una questione anagrafica.
Infatti pensavo: invece di farmi 3 anni di università, potrei seguire un corso di 6 mesi, dal quale ne uscirei con una conoscenza sicuramente minore, però avrei poi “2 anni e mezzo di tempo in più” per compensare, e cioè continuare a studiare autonomamente, oltre che magari nel frattempo fare anche un’esperienza lavorativa, partendo da uno stage (che in questi corsi sembra essere abbastanza comune).
Realisticamente parlando, qual è secondo voi la migliore opzione?
Ovviamente do per scontato che, per qualsiasi opzione io sceglierò, ci metterò il 100% delle mie forze e cercherò di impegnarmi al massimo, perché ho voglia di rifarmi.

Domain name: Conflictus
Society Level: Renaissance (level 9)
Landscape: temperate forests, hills and mountains
Flora and Fauna: Flicky (bird), Ricky (chipmunk), Rocky (walrus), frog, pocky (rabbit), clucky (chicken), Krudzu (sentient mechanical plant that incorporates machinery)
Border: The Mists fill with electricity whenever you try to escape.
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Dark Lord:
Name- DR. Ivo Robotnik aka "The Eggman"
Description- the obese mad scientist and ruler of the Eggman Empire, his narcissism is evident in how his own image is used extensively throughout his Empire from statues to the designs of buildings to some of his robots and even the insignia of his Empire. His Rotund physique however is a reuse as he has an inhuman strength and is surprisingly athletic. He has no regard to the various lives he's ruined in his attempted conquest.
Torment: whenever he is on the cusp of victory Eggman's pride becomes his downfall as he begins to overlook important details which leads to failure.
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Inhabitants:
Mobians- an anthropomorphic race of varying sub-species with some displaying traits of animals, some have traits of fantasy creatures such as dragons and others have traits of unrecognizable origin. While most simply refer to themselves using epithets (Such as Sonic the Hedgehog or Bean the Dynamite Duck) they will sometimes use family names (such as Antoine D'coulette or Elias Acorn).
Overlanders- a race of mutant humans with four fingers instead of the usual five (with some exceptions) and they tend to be xenophobic towards the Mobians. Mobians unfortunately often can't tell the difference between Overlanders and ordinary humans which sometimes results in hostility.
Humans
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Characters of interest:
Ixis Naugus- the current Ruler of New Mobotropolis and an evil Wizard who took over by gaining the publics favor he seems to have become comatose but is he really?
Geoffrey St. John- a Mobian Skunk and the Apprentice of the evil Sorcerer Ixis Naugus currently acts as temporary ruler of New Mobotropolis but in reality he is possessed by the spirit of his master. Nobody knows this and even the Secret Freedom Fighters only have vague suspicions as to what is actually going on.
Sonic the Hedgehog- the current de-facto Leader of the Freedom Fighters, Sonic tries not to succumb to despair at the loss of Sally and several others as he leads his remaining friends and allies against Eggman. He has become more vicious over time. His only hope of victory would be the Chaos Emeralds but they haven't been seen ever since the Mists appeared.
Harvey Who- the Leader of the Secret Freedom Fighters this Owl Mobian is a master of disguise and espionage who doesn't let anyone outside of the freedom fighters know anything about him except his last name.
Hershey St. John- a Cat Mobian and the Wife of Geoffrey St. John who is a secret reserve member of the Secret Freedom Fighters who has hidden her existence so well that even her husband believes her to be dead and only Harvey Who is aware of her existence.
Silver the Hedgehog- a telekinetic Time Traveler and member of the Secret Freedom Fighters he is concerned about the fact that the Mists prevent him from returning to the Future.
Nicole the Holo-lynx- a sentient AI that can project a solid hologram from her main body that consists of a PDA. She built New Mobotropolis using nanites. She has become distressed over the loss of her closest friend Sally Acorn.
E-123 Omega- an E-series robot whom rebelled against Eggman and wants to kill him. He tends to go to extremes at times.
Metal Sonic- a robot copy of Sonic the Hedgehog with sharp claws that can cut through flesh, bone, stone and steel with ease. He can move at similar speeds to Sonic using a jet turbine in his back and can create force fields that can be used both defensively and offensively. He acts as Eggmans enforcer along with Mecha Sally.
Mecha Sally- formerly known as Sally Acorn, princess of the former Kingdom of Acorn, she was the lover of Sonic the Hedgehog until in an act of sacrifice to save her people she became roboticized. Eggman then proceeded to weaponize her against Sonic and modifying her giving her similar abilities to Metal Sonic along with the addition of sword-like retractable wrist blades, boot thrusters instead of a jet turbine and a hidden laser inside her head. However this means that she can no longer be de-roboticized by normal means.
Bunny Rabbot- one of Sonic's friends that was lost, soon after she was cured of her partial roboticization she was captured, brainwashed and legionized. Eggman takes great glee in the ironic fate that befell her.
Shard- Formerly a previous model of Metal Sonic, he gained a conscience and became a member of the Secret Freedom fighters after being rebuilt. He has similar abilities to the normal Metal Sonic but with the edition of an arm cannon and the ability to fire energy blasts from the power gem embedded in his chest. His key weak point is the power gem embedded in his chest. He secretly has feelings for his fellow AI Nicole the Holo-lynx.
Fiona Fox- A traitor to the Freedom Fighters. She feels regret after the one whom she betrayed her comrades for left her for dead. She fears that the Freedom Fighters will never welcome her back due to the gruesome extent of her betrayal. So now she aids them from the shadows unable to face them out of shame.
Blaze the Cat- a pyrokinetic Princess of a far away empire. She has been anxious since she cannot tend to her kingdom with the mists preventing her return.
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Major Settlements:
New Mobotropolis- A seemingly idealic city and safe haven ruled over by The Republic of Acorn (formerly The Kingdom of Acorn) and where magic and futuristic technology are used in equal measure, however under the surface there lies political corruption, hidden plots and worse. They are ruled by the Tyrant Ixis Naugus who acts by manipulating public opinion in his favor under the guise of a benevolent ruler. However recently Naugus seems to have entered a comatose state with his apprentice Geoffrey St. John taking his place however in reality something far more sinister is at play.
New Megaopolis- a mechanized dystopia patrolled by robots under the leadership of the Eggman and where most buildings are factories filled with the sounds of machinery. Any signs of life seem to have been scoured entirely and any organics spotted are captured and often condemned to a fate worse than death. At night the air is filled with a toxic blinding smog.
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Factions:
The Freedom Fighters- a group led by Sonic the Hedgehog to fight against the Eggman Empire however many of it's original members have been lost over time with Sonic as one of the last founding members as they keep losing more and more members in their skirmishes.
The Secret Freedom Fighters- a secret team built to eliminate Ixis Naugus in secret under the command of Harvey Who. It also serves as a replacement for the Royal Secret Service that belonged to the former Kingdom of Acorn. They operate out of a Secret HQ, a hidden bunker built by the AI Nicole in an undisclosed location within New Mobotropolis. They are currently studying the Krudzu to find a way to return Sally Acorn to normal this plan may or may not backfire however.
The Dark Egg Legion- regional enforcers and soldiers of the Eggman's so-called Eggman Empire, they have all undergone a process known as "legionisation" where they are turned into cyborgs and a bomb is placed within one of the mechanical parts as a failsafe against treason. While many members have joined willingly or out of desperation there are some cases where unwilling captives are brainwashed and "legionised."
The Badnik Horde- the Robot Army of the Eggman Empire, the Badniks range from animal shaped machines (such as moto bugs, cater-killers, buzz bombers and bat brains) to bipedal androids (such as Shadowbots, Egg Pawns and Egg Swat) and even more bizarre forms (like Orbinauts and Gohlas) each Badnik often contains a captured animal within being used as an organic battery. There are far more advanced models as well known as the E-series (like the Egg Keeper, E-1000, E-2000 or E-123 Omega).
Roboticized creatures- a fate that has befallen many of the victims of the Eggman Empire, Roboticization is the process of converting an organic being into a robot. The victim is still conscious after being roboticized but they have no control over their body as they are forced to turn on their own allies and loved ones before dragging them away screaming to a similar fate. Roboticized Mobians are nicknamed Robians. Robiticized humanoids can be de-roboticized with a machine found in new Mobotropolis or their free will can be restored with the help of an engineer. However an individual cannot be de-roboticized if their bodies have been modified after roboticization.

Hi,
I recently got accepted as a transfer student. Out of the 16 schools I applied to, I got accepted to 1 - USC. I was ecstatic... until I got my financial aid package. I received $0.
For context, I was a semi-finalist for a need-based scholarship (the Jack Kent Cooke Scholarship) and received an essentially free education because of need-based grants at my community college. But I am somehow expected to afford $91,000/year. My family cannot even afford 1/10 of that.
My parents are divorced and my dad is estranged, yet his financial information ruined my chances at an education. I literally do not know what I am going to do; I'm so sick of seeing people discussing how their parents are so wealthy they are able to simply pay for this out of pocket.
When I called the financial aid office, the person on the phone stated it was because my EFC was too high on my father's side. It's about $3,000. I do not even know why his information is being accounted for; my parents have been divorced for such a long time and my father rarely paid child support.
Any advice would be great. I'm feeling very depressed right now. I'm thinking I can mitigate the costs of attendance by work-study, donating blood/plasma, and stuff like that, but I also want to be able to enjoy my time there.

A scorched courtyard full of corpses received its final one for the battle when a pseudodog riddled with bullets keeled over. Its limp, lifeless body was hit by one, last confirmation bullet, but the original intent by the shooter was now forgotten. The sound of a helicopter's rotors and engines was growing louder, and following it, Boris had ordered the men with him to reach cover instantly. Screaming one last order, for Dimka and Sevka to seek shelter under the grocery store, into his helmet radio, Boris could only pray for the two ex-UNISG troopers. The helicopter got closer, and a question on Degtyarev's lips froze when a hailstorm of bullets began hammering down on the yard like an angry god had just decided to strike the ground with a million lightning bolts. The three stalkers standing outside managed to reach the safety of the big blocky building just in time as the bullets kept getting closer.
"Who the hell are these guys now?", Degtyarev managed to somehow shout over the fire.
"We don't know, but they're in league with UNISG. Or were. They're led by some Serbin guy.", Boris yelled back in return.
"Serbin? Oh blyat, should have killed him when I had the chance.", Degtyarev muttered when the minigun fire from the chopper stalled for a second.
"You know him?", Dima asked, and the colonel nodded before answering.
"Back during Fairway, I had a chance to kill him. Killed his pal, Jackal, and he managed to escape."
"Damn. So that was what Vulture was on about. Who is Serbin?", Boris questioned in turn, but he was cut off by a remark from Sanyok.
"Troops rappeling down from the heli! Prepare for an attack!"
Boris spun around to look outside, where a squad of men in midnight-black armour was gathering under the helicopter. Fighting the gust coming off the rotors, they gathered in loose but organized formation, beginning to advance. The helicopter creeped onwards, and the rotary machine gun mounted in its side started spewing lead once more. Boris took cover alongside the others as the swarm of the bullets struck the edifice with immense strength. The helicopter closed in on the building, passing over it as the strong winds kept its momentum going too fast for it to remain stationary.
"It's our chance, strike them now that they're not supported!", Degtyarev ordered, and the men mounted the very same positions they had used earlier to fight UNISG.
The ten men advanced by the road, working very much like UNISG before them. These attackers had a machine gunner with them, which Redemption found out about the hard way when they fired the opening salvo. The mysterious force dispersed, receiving some hits but firing back in return, hitting Sanyok. The Redemption sergeant was struck in the shoulder by the machine gun-wielding trooper. Dima moved quickly to help Sanyok, who Boris saw to be in shock but not gravely wounded. Using the contents of Sanyok's orange medkit and a bandage to stop the bleeding, Dima hoped to at least stabilize his friend. Boris muttered a short prayer for Sanyok's recovery but grimly noted that it was one less gun in the fight.
Degtyarev and Dimuha had not been idle, though. The Abakan of the SSU agent sent two-round bursts at fearsome rate down the road, while Dimuha used his accurate machine gun to try pin down the enemy gunner. It was still an uphill struggle, for the enemy had far more guns and were no rookies by the looks. Boris tried to use his armour to their advantage, rising momentarily to fire a long burst, but he was immediately focused down. Boris felt a bullet strike his MASKA head on, again feeling blood trickle down his face. Another struck his front plate, the dull pain of a blunted bullet making his RPD swerve slightly, missing every round it had pushed out.
"This isn't working, they've got us pinned down.", Boris said while ducking down to wipe the blood coming off the bruise on his forehead.
"Da, I've managed to wound one of them and I'm down to my last two magazines. We need to retreat.", Degtyarev replied.
"But to where? Into the tunnels?", Dimuha asked.
"Tunnels?", the other SSU agent, Yvanova, asked.
"There's a network of tunnels below this place. Strelok used it to escape earlier. And Meeker dragged one of your men there to cover. We can reach the laundromat from there, apparently.", Dima replied.
"Let's go, then. No use sticking around here at this rate.", Dimuha said anxiously, as the wall shook from hits.
"Da. I'll hold them off for a bit. Go.", Degtyarev ordered, and the others crawled further into the building.
Boris could hear the distinct barks of the AN-94 even over all the noise. Further inside the decades old, decrepit building, they found a sewer grate-looking plate, and using his exoskeleton-boosted strength, Boris lifted it off the ground. Dima helped Sanyok lower down, Dimuha followed suit and Yvanova dropped down after him. Boris waited for two more minutes, seeing his comrade-at-arms disappear into the darkness with only their steps reassuring him that they had not faded into an abyss. When his clock notified him of the two minutes passing, the secret service colonel stormed into the room. Boris pointed him down the ladder, and soon even the exhausted Degtyarev had vanished. Boris attached a grenade to a rope he had been tying into the grate, and entered the manhole. He left the grenade now in a position, where even attempting to move the cover would cause the grenade to explode.
To his surprise, when Boris made it into the dusty, cramped corridor, Colonel Degtyarev was waiting for him.
"I wanted to use this brief moment of calm to, well, apologize. I really was in a tight spot, with the general breathing down my neck when it came to light that I had employed stalkers as help. Higher-ups think we cannot compromise with stalkers, while simultaneously they provide no help from the Speznaz or regulars.", Degtyarev said quietly.
"Often decisions you want to make and ones you need to make are as far apart as possible. So I accept that apology, but I must admit, I don't give a damn about your relations to Redemption. You worked for years with Strelok, you must have seen how the Institute treated him. I don't know him well, but Strelok barely shows any emotion from anything, yet when he recounted that situation of his in the Big Land, he seemed like a man whose opinions had been suppressed and belittled at every turn.", Boris commented.
"This isn't as much about him as it is about national security. He knows things about the Zone no one else does, even if he shared most of it with us. There is just too much at risk if we let him stay here. Monolith, Sin, UNISG and now Omega is on his heels, and it is only a matter of time before somebody gets him. And if it's international actors... It will be the foreign political crisis of our age.", Degtyarev replied.
"Wait, are those black-clad stalkers called Omega?", Boris asked.
"Ye-... Eh, never mind. You don't need to know more of them, really. All you need to know is that they're highly influential and are hellbent on killing Strelok. That's about all I'm allowed to share too, otherwise I need to eliminate you as well. And I've grown on your antics, so don't make me do it.", the colonel explained.
"I'm pushing it as is, so I won't. But back to Strelok, can you not see how he is handling the situation alone? He does not need state protection due to his legendary status, really. I have seen with my own eyes what his reputation does, in Limansk both Freedom and Duty arrived to fight by his example, and even kept a ceasefire intact for days due to it. Wherever he goes, he has allies, which is more then you can say about life outside the Zone. You know our office politicians and bureaucratic backstabbings, the jealous bastards would try to get rid of him any chance they got.", Boris countered, and for a brief moment, even in the darkness of the tunnel, Boris saw the colonel weigh his words.
"Boris, it's Dima. We got to the laundromat, but those goth larpers have shifted their attention towards here thanks to that blasted heli. Get a move on before you're encircled.", the helmet radio crackled to life inside Boris' helmet.
"Blyat, will this ever end.", Boris muttered and relayed the news to Degtyarev.
"We need to resolve what to do with Strelok later, but you raise good points. First, though, we need to deal with Omega. Let's move.", Degtyarev replied, and they moved through the cramped hallway faster now.
Soon the pair made it to the ladder leading up to a grate. Moving it, Boris found himself in broad daylight. They had arrived to the slightly wooded area between the apartment block and laundromat, where old construction equipment was left to rot and crumble away after the first disaster. On their right, coming from the gap between the H-shaped large apartment block and the tall commieblock on the opposite side of the road to it, was the Omega squad, still at full strength. Boris turned to look at the laundromat, where Dima, Dimuha and Yvanova had moved some of the metal plates from the windows to create firing ports. Rogue's machine gun was blasting from the first floor, while Dimuha's did the same from the upper one. Strelok used his custom SIG sniper to pin down the Omega squad's machine gunner. All in all this skirmish seemed far more balanced between the two sides than the earlier one. The Omega squad had more firepower, with many of its troopers armed with high-powered assault rifles and magazine-fed shotguns, but Strelok's entourage had the advantage in positioning and heavy weapons.
"Chyort, how do we get to the laundromat? It's open ground between us and those woods, far too much for my comfort.", Boris asked in a hushed tone.
"We have no choice but to make a break for it. Your armour should hold just fine.", Degtyarev said bluntly, and with a hesitant nod, Boris threw open the covering and jumped out into the open road.
Degtyarev followed suit, and they rushed on, towards the woodlands. To Boris' surprise, Degtyarev had been right and the Omega squad was too preoccupied to actually notice them. Once they made it into the shelter of the leaves, Degtyarev gave him a thumbs up, and Boris couldn't help but grin. This was a life or death situation and yet it felt like they had managed to evade an angry school teacher after some particularly annoying prank. Weighing their options, the two men decided to make another break for the laundromat. They ducked and weaved between various old concrete blocks and drums, pieces of lumber and ancient machines long dead and rusting. Almost at spitting distance from the laundromat, however, disaster struck. The deafening sound of a loud flying helicopter hit them first, and it was followed by the whirring of a M134 minigun. Boris felt Degtyarev push him behind a concrete block, and then all he could register was the ear-splitting sound of a lead rainstorm.
"That's it, then. No matter how hard we fight, nobody can get a line of sight on that chopper with the death ray running.", Boris complained.
"As much as I hate to agree with that bleak assessment, I know it to be true.", Degtyarev responded, hunkering down seconds later as another spray of death dug itself into the concrete around them.
That was when Boris could see movement at the corner of his eye. Strelok had risen up to the roof of the laundromat, and using the momentary focus of the chopper's gunner to his advance, had began laying down fire at the flying machine. It was mostly ineffective, but it did momentarily turn their attention from Boris and Degtyarev. Using it sprint towards the laundry building, they managed to scrape by with seconds to spare as Strelok retreated back inside as well. The furious gunner, fooled by his stealthy adversary, took out his frustration on the building at large. The entire structure shook as hundreds of rounds poured into it, and the defenders had to retreat back into the most safe room in the middle of the building. There, surrounded by laundry machines that blocked the few bullets that got through, Boris took his bearing on this sorry group.
Sanyok was wounded, and now so was Dimuha. Yar and Cashier, the two locals of this place, were patching them up. Meanwhile Meeker and Stitch took care of the wounded SSU agent from earlier fight with UNISG. Dima had hunkered down next to Rogue. Strelok made his way into the room now, stepping next to Degtyarev, and the two legends of the Zone shared a look that Boris could not entirely decipher but which he got the gist of. A look that said "we have some things to get through, but first we'll deal with this shit." It was too noisy for anyone to hear the others, but right now nobody really had anything to say either. They were under siege, and incredibly outgunned. Boris could see Yvanova at the other side of the room, gripping his gun like it was a saving light in the dark. For a brief second, Boris was sure that this would be the end of Redemption, and all he had worked for. Then, the minigun fire stopped. A sound of Omega squad placing explosives on the main door echoed inside the building. Then, a massive explosion.
Boris opened his eyes, but the door was still intact. Everyone listened as something fell hard from the ground, slamming down like thunder. Dima rushed to the window, Boris in tow, and they saw the Omega chopper, crashed down and burning like a star. The black armoured squad was looking at the crash site in disbelief, when gunfire from the large apartment block began cutting down the survivors. Over all the cacophony of the crash, Boris heard a helicopter. The Valkyrie, hanging atop said building, firing its machine gun at the Omega squad. Combined sniper and heavy machine gun fire tore the small group to shreds, and whatever threat they had posed to Strelok, Redemption and the SSU was now gone.
"The Ecologist Air Force saves the day once more!", Sokolov's voice rang in the comms.
Boris couldn't help but grin. Victory snatched from the jaws of defeat. For a moment he had lost hope. But never again, he swore. For nothing was ever as bleak as it seemed. Yet looking back and realizing the tension suddenly rising between Strelok and Degtyarev, he was suddenly far less sure of victory.

The majority of the shoes have been worn but still in great condition. I will notate the batch, but most pairs I have bought from other BST sellers with unknown batches. Bundle Deals are available. Prices include shipping. Pay Pal invoice only.
Tag: https://imgur.com/a/cgFOmHW
SHOE SIZES are in US MEN. Majority of shoes come with box unless stated otherwise.
AJ1 Collection: https://imgur.com/a/stknRkT

1. AJ1 Chicago 2015, size 9.5. Batch: LRJ. Worn 3 times but still in great condition with cream laces. $90 shipped. SOLD SOLD SOLD
   
2. AJ1 Mocha, size 9, Batch: LRJ. Worn a handful of times but still in great condition. This is an early LJR batch so the suede is mid. $80 shipped. SOLD, SOLD,SOLD
   
3. AJ1 Banned, size 9.5. Batch: H12. Brand New. $115 shipped.
   
4. AJ1 Turbo Green, size 8.5. Batch: Unknown. Purchased pre-owned. Still in great condition. $90 shipped.
   
5. AJ1 Blue Moon, size 9. Batch: Unknown. Brand new but no box. $100 shipped. SOLD SOLD SOLD
   
6. AJ1 Fearless UNC to Chi, size 9. Batch: Unknown. Worn a handful of times but in great condition, no box. $80 shipped.
   

Other Sneaker collection 1: https://imgur.com/a/0UxaICa

1. Dunk Spartan Low, size 10. Good condition. Shoe soles have been dyed for the vintage look and has cream laces. $70 shipped.
   
2. Dunk Georgetown Low, size 9.5. Worn but in good condition. $80 shipped.Sold, sold, sold
   
3. Dunk Newcastle Low, size 10.5. Brand new but no box. $90 shipped.
   
4. AJ2 OW Low, size 8.5. Batch: H12. Worn once but in great condition, no box. $90 shipped.
   
5. AJ11 Jubilee, size 9. Batch: H12. Worn 3 times, has minor mark on leather but in good condition. $80 shipped.
   
6. AJ3 AMM, size 9. Batch: H12, early batches. Worn 2 times, in great condition. Quality is great condition. $90 shipped.
   
7. NB 991, Aime Leon Dore. Size 8.5. Brand new but no box. $90 shipped.
   

Other Sneaker collection 2: https://imgur.com/a/CiXw8Vi

1. G0lden G00se SStar, size 42. Good condition, no box. $70 shipped.
   
2. Presto Acronym, size 8.5. Brand new but no box. $70 shipped.
   
3. Alexander Mcqueen bulk sneakers, size 44 or 10. Brand new but not box. $90 shipped.
   

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  4k Vudu/iTunes Indiana Jones 4-Movie Bundle - $18 (temporarily sold out, have 3 individual codes below) 4k MA Back to the Future Trilogy - $11 4k Vudu John Wick Ch 1-3 Bundle - $10 4k Vudu Rambo 5 Film Collection - $15 HD Jurassic World 6 Movie Bundle - $9 HD How to Train Your Dragon (3 Movie Bundle) - $6 HD A24 5-Movie Horror Collection (Hereditary, X, The Witch, Green Room, It Comes at Night) - $12
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4k Vudu/iTunes
Back to the Future Trilogy - $11 Courier, The - $4.50 Halloween Kills Extended (Unrated) - $4.00 Hacksaw Ridge - $4 Hunter Killer - $4.50 Hurt Locker, The - $4 Indiana Jones Raiders of the Lost Ark - $4.50 Indiana Jones Temple of Doom - $4.50 Indiana Jones Last Crusade - $4.50 Indiana Jones Kingdom of the Crystal Skull - $4.50 Jaws - $4 John Wick 3 - $4 Jurassic World Fallen Kingdom - $3.00 Lord of War - $5.00 Mama Mia! Here We Go Again - $4.00 Midway - $4.50 Patriot's Day - $4 Psycho - $4 Push - $5.00 Ran - $5.00 Rambo Last Blood - $4.00 Requiem for a Dream - $5.00 Skyscraper - $3 Terminator 2 Judgment Day - $4.00 The Man Who Fell to Earth - $5.00
 
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Annihilation $3 Anchorman 2 - $2 Assassin's Creed (MA) - $2 Atomic Blonde (MA) - $2.50 Battleship (MA) - $2 Deadpool (MA) - $1 Divergent - $1.50 Divergent: Insurgent - $2 Dracula Untold - $2.50 (MA) Dredd - $2.50 Despicable Me 2 (MA) - $1.50 Despicable Me 3 (MA) - $2.50 Ender's Game - $2 Escape Plan - $2 Expendables 2 - $1.50 Expendables 3 [Theatrical] - $1.50 Fortress: Sniper's Eye - $3 Fast and the Furious (1) (MA) - $3.50 2 Fast 2 Furious (2) (MA) - $3.50 Fast and Furious Tokyo Drift (MA) - $3.50 Fast and the Furious (4) (MA) - $3.50 Fast Furious 6 Extended (MA) - $1.50 Furious 7 Extended (MA) - $1.50 Fences - $2 Ghost in the Shell - $3 GI Joe Retaliation - $2 Girl on the Train - $2 Gods of Egypt - $2 Hercules - $2 Home Alone - $2 Hunger Games - $1.50 Hunger Games: Catching Fire - $1.50 Interstellar - $2 Independence Day: Resurgence - $2 Jack Ryan: Shadow Recruit - $1.50 Jurassic World (MA) - $1 John Wick - $1.50 John Wick 2 - $2 John Wick 3 - $2 Kingsman Golden Circle (MA) - $2.50 La La Land - $3.50 Lone Survivor (MA) - $1.5 Lucy - $2 Maze Runner - $3 Minions (MA) - $3 Mission Impossible Fallout - $2 Mission Impossible Ghost Protocol - $2 Mission Impossible Rogue Nation - $2.50 Night at the Museum Secret of the Tomb (MA) - $2 No Time to Die - $3 Peanuts Movie (MA) - $2 Pitch Perfect (MA) - $1.50 Pitch Perfect 2 (MA) - $1.50 Purge, The (MA) - $1.50 Red 2 - $1 Saban's Power Rangers - $2.50 Secret Life of Pets (MA) - $2 Sicario - $2 Sing (MA) - $2 Snow White and the Huntsman Extended (MA) - $2 Split (MA) - $2.50 Star Trek: Into Darkness - $1 Star Trek: Beyond - $1.50 Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles - $2 Terminator Genisys - $2 Transformers Age of Extinction - $1.50 Transformers The Last Knight - $2 Twilight Breaking Dawn Part 2 - $2 War for the Planet of the Apes - $2 Warcraft - $2.50 X-Men Days of Future Past (MA) - $1.50 XXX Return of Xander Cage - $2.50
 
4k Disney MA Splits and/or iTunes (MA)
Aladdin (1992) - $4 Aladdin (Live) - $3.50 Avengers - $4 Avengers Age of Ultron - $4 Black Panther - $3 Captain America: Civil War - $4 Captain America: Winter Soldier - $4 Cars - $4 Cars 2 - $4 Dumbo Live - $3.50 Force Awakens - $2.5 Finding Dory - $3 Frozen - $2 Frozen 2 - $1.50 Good Dinosaur - $4 Hocus Pocus - $3.50 Lion King (Live) - $3.00 Maleficent - $4 Mary Poppins Returns - $3.50 Maleficent Mistress - $4 Mulan Live - $3.00 Star Wars: Rise of the Skywalker - $2.50 Star Wars: Rogue One - $2.00 Star Wars: Force Awakens - $2.00 Toy Story 4 - $3 Thor: Ragnarok - $2.50 Wreck-It Ralph 2 - $3.50 Zootopia - $3
 
HD Vudu - Must be redeemed on Vudu
10 Cloverfield Lane - $2.50 1917 - $2.50 A24 5-Movie Horror Collection (Hereditary, X, The Witch, Green Room, It Comes at Night) - $12 Atomic Blonde - $2.50 Batman (2022) - $3 Battle Royale - $4 Bohemian Rhapsody - $2.50 Bullet Train - $3.50 Bumblebee - $2 Captain Underpants - $2 Carol - $3 Chasing Mavericks - $3 Despicable Me 3 - $2 Django Unchained - $2 Dracula Untold - $2 Dredd - $2 Elysium - $3 Elysum/District 9 Combo - $4 Ex Machina - $2 Ender's Game - $2 Fantastic Beasts - Secrets of Dumbledore - $3 Fast and the Furious (1) - $2 2 Fast 2 Furious (2) - $2 Fast and Furious Tokyo Drift - $2 Fast and the Furious (4) - $2 Furious 9 - $2 First Man - $2.50 Fortress: Sniper's Eye - $3 God's Not Dead Light in the Darkness - $3 Hardcore Henry - $3 House with a Clock In It's Walls - $3 Ice Age: Dawn of the Dinosaurs - $2 Foxcatcher - $3 Jigsaw - $2.50 Jumanji Welcome to the Jungle - $2 Jurassic World 6 Movie Bundle - $9 Knight and Day - $2.50 Lone Survivor - $2 Martian - $2 Marauders - $3 Men in Black 3 - $2 Morbius - $3 Night House, The - $3.50 Oranges - $4 Peter Rabbit 1 and 2 - $5.00 Possession of Hannah Grace - $2.5 Red Sparrow - $3 Revenant - $2.50 Rocky Horror Picture Show - $4 Robin Hood (2018) - $2.50 Serenity - $3 Sisters Unrated - $2.50 Skyfall - $2 Snowpiercer - $6 Spider-Man Far From Home - $2 Spider-Man Homecoming - $2 Spider-Man No Way Home - $2.50 Super 8 - $3 Super Troopers 2 - $3 Taken 3 Unrated - $2.50 Ted Unrated - $2 The Woman in Black - $3 Trauma Center - $2.50 Top Gun (Vudu HD or iTunes 4k) - $2 Uncut Gems - $3.50 Unfriended - $3.50 Vice (2018) - $4 Walking With Dinosaurs - $2.50 Wolverine, The (unrated) - $2 Zero Dark Thirty - $2
 
HD Vudu - $1.50 Each or less as marked
2 Guns 21 Jump Street A Quiet Place Adventures of Tintin Amazing Spider-Man 2 Anchorman 2 Annie A Good Day to Die Hard Extended A Quiet Place Bad Moms Battleship Best Man Holiday Boss Baby Darkest Hour Divergent - $1 Divergent: Insurgent Despicable Me 2 Duff, The Emoji Movie Epic Escape Plan - $1.00 Expendables 2 - $1.00 Expendables 3 - $1.00 Fast and Furious (1) Fast and Furious, The (4) Fate of the Furious ($0.50 with purchase of any other code, including another $0.50 code) Fate of the Furious Extended ($0.50 with purchase of any other code, including another $0.50 code) Fast Furious 6 Extended ($0.50 with purchase of any other code, including another $0.50 code) Furious 7 Extended ($0.50 with purchase of any other code, including another $0.50 code) Fifty Shades of Gray Unrated Fences Ghost in the Shell GI Joe Retaliation Girl on the Train - $1 Gods of Egypt Hacksaw Ridge Hansel Gretel Witch Hunters Hateful Eight Hercules Home Hunger Games - $0.50 Hunger Games Catching Fire - $0.50 Huntsman Winter War Extended Interstellar Jack Ryan: Shadow Recruit Jack Reacher: Never Go Back John Wick John Wick Ch 2 Jurassic Park Jurassic World - $1 ($0.50 with purchase of any other code, including another $0.50 code) Jurassic World Fallen Kingdom Kidnap Kick-Ass 2 Kung Fu Panda 3 Les Miserables Let's Be Cops Life of Pi Lockout Unrated Lucy Men in Black 3 Minions Mindgamers Mission Impossible Fallout - $1.00 Mission Impossible Rogue Nation - $1.00 Mission Impossible Ghost Protocol - $1.00 Monster Trucks Mummy, The (Fraser) Nebraska Ninja Turtles Non-Stop Nut-Job Nut Job 2 - Nutty By Nature Oblivion Paranormal Activity 3 Pain and Gain Peanuts Movie Percy Jackson Sea of Monsters Pitch Perfect Pitch Perfect 2 - $1 Prometheus (NOTE: If you redeem this on FoxRedeem and choose iTunes, there is a possibility it may convert to 4k. No idea what the possibility is. The title is MA and will port out.) Purge, The - $1 ($0.50 with purchase of any other code, including another $0.50 code) Purge Anarchy, The Rambo First Blood Red 2 - $1 Ride Along Ride Along 2 Rio 2 Robocop (2014) Safe Sicario Sing Snow White and the Huntsman Extended - $1 Star Trek Beyond Star Trek Into Darkness - $1 ($0.50 with purchase of any other code, including another $0.50 code) Straight Outta Compton Unrated Taken 2 Terminator: Dark Fate Terminator: Genisys The Quiet Ones Turbo Total Recall (2012) Think Like a Man Transformers Age of Extinction - $1 Twilight Breaking Dawn Part 2 Underworld Awakening XXX Return of Xander Cage Warm Bodies Warcraft World War Z - $1
 
HD iTunes - $2 Each or as marked - Will not port to MA/VUDU unless (MA) is at end of title. Some of these may redeem 4k or port 4k
47 Meters Down All Eyez on Me 2Guns (MA) - $1.50 Anchorman 2 $1.50 Boxtrolls Bad Moms (MA) Bad Grandpa - $1.50 Dumb and Dumber To (MA) $1.50 Fast Furious 6 Extended (MA) $1.50 Fate of the Furious (MA) $1.50 Fifty Shades of Gray Unrated (MA) $1.50 Hardcore Henry (MA) $1.50 Identity Thief (MA) - $1.50 Killer Elite (MA) Les Miserables (MA) - $2.50 Lincoln Lawyer - $2.50 London Has Fallen (MA) $2.50 Megan Leavy (MA) Neighbors (MA) $2.50 Nebraska Nerve Non-stop (MA) Now You See Me Extended Paranormal Activity 3 Paul (MA) Pain and Gain Ride Along (MA) $1.50 Ride Along 2 (MA) - $1.50 Savages (MA) Seventh Son (MA) Ted (MA) Trainwreck Walk Among the Tombstones (MA) World War Z - $1.50
 
HD Disney MA Splits
101 Dalmations (Animated) - $3.50 Alexander and the Terrible - $3.50 Beauty and the Beast Live - $2 Bedknobs and Broomsticks - $3.5 Black Widow - $2 Cruella - $2 Encanto - $2 Free Guy - $2 Lady and the Tramp - $3 Lightyear - $2 Little Mermaid - $4 Luca - $2 Mary Poppins (1964) - $3 Mulan II - $3.50 Peter Pan - $3.50 Raya The Last Dragon - $2.00 Rons Gone Wrong - $2.50 Shang-Chi - $2.00 Sleeping Beauty - $3.50 Soul - $2.00 Strange World - $4.50 Turning Red - $2.00 West Side Story - $2
 
HD Disney GP Splits $1.00 Each Unless Stated
101 Dalmations - $2.50 Aladdin (1992) - $1.50 Aladdin (Live) Avengers - $1.50 Avengers Age of Ultron - $1.5 Ant-Man - $1.50 Beauty and the Beast (1991) - $2.00 Beauty and the Beast (Live) Bedknobs and Broomsticks - $2.50 Black Panther Black Widow Captain America: First Avenger - $1.5 Captain America: Civil War - $1.50 Captain America: Winter Soldier - $1.5 Cars - $1.50 Cars 2 - $1.50 Encanto - $2 (Currently redeeming 4k in Google Play) End Game - $.50 Finding Dory Free Guy Frozen Frozen 2 Guardians of the Galaxy V2 Good Dinosaur - $2.00 Hocus Pocus Incredibles 2 Infinity War Luca - $1.50 Lightyear - $1.50 Lion King (Live) Maleficent Mary Poppins (1964) - $2 Mulan Live Mulan II - $2.50 Peter Pan - $2.50 Rescuers, The - $2.50 Rescuers Down Under, The - $2.50 Rons Gone Wrong - $1.50 Saving Mr. Banks Sleeping Beauty - $2.50 Strange World - $3.50 Raya The Last Dragon Shang-Chi - $1.50 Star Wars: The Force Awakens - $0.50 Star Wars: Rise of the Skywalker Star Wars: Rogue One Soul Thor: The Dark World - $2 Toy Story 4 Turning Red - $1.50 West Side Story  

The following is Isocrates (2330A/-c.375) in his Bousiris (Βούσιρις) (§:16-23) talking about the warrior, worker, schooling divide system of Egypt, via reference to Bousiris, the Greek-defined mythical king of Egypt:

Greek	Google	Norlin (A25/1980)
[16] ἅπαντας δὲ τοὺς ἀριθμοὺς περιλαβὼν ἐξ ὧν ἄριστ᾽ ἄν τις τὰ κοινὰ διοικήσειεν, ἀεὶ τοῖς αὐτοῖς τὰς αὐτὰς πράξεις μεταχειρίζεσθαι προσέταξεν, εἰδὼς τοὺς μὲν μεταβαλλομένους τὰς ἐργασίας οὐδὲ πρὸς ἓν τῶν ἔργων ἀκριβῶς ἔχοντας, τοὺς δ᾽ ἐπὶ ταῖς αὐταῖς πράξεσι συνεχῶς διαμένοντας εἰς ὑπερβολὴν ἕκαστον ἀποτελοῦντας.	[16] But when he found out the numbers from which he had commanded the commons, he ordered them to be treated with the same actions, seeing that those who had not been transferred to any one of the tasks, having them do these things continuously for staying being in excess of each other.	[16] Including in all classes the right numbers for the best administration of the commonwealth, he gave orders that the same individuals should always engage in the same pursuits, because he knew that those who continually change their occupations never achieve proficiency in even a single one of their tasks, whereas those who apply themselves constantly to the same activities perform each thing they do surpassingly well.
[17] τοιγαροῦν καὶ πρὸς τὰς τέχνας εὑρήσομεν αὐτοὺς πλέον διαφέροντας τῶν περὶ τὰς αὐτὰς ἐπιστήμας [epistemas] ἢ τοὺς ἄλλους δημιουργοὺς τῶν ἰδιωτῶν, καὶ πρὸς τὴν σύνταξιν δι᾽ ἧς τήν τε βασιλείαν καὶ τὴν ἄλλην πολιτείαν διαφυλάττουσιν, οὕτω καλῶς ἔχοντας ὥστε καὶ τῶν φιλοσόφων τοὺς ὑπὲρ τῶν τοιούτων λέγειν ἐπιχειροῦντας καὶ μάλιστ᾽ εὐδοκιμοῦντας τὴν ἐν Αἰγύπτῳ προαιρεῖσθαι πολιτείαν, καὶ Λακεδαιμονίους μέρος τι τῶν ἐκεῖθεν μιμουμένους ἄριστα διοικεῖν τὴν αὑτῶν πόλιν.	[17] They argue also about the arts, let us now find them differing from those about these sciences or the other creators of private individuals, and about the constitution by which they preserve the kingdom and the other state, thus having as well as the philosophers the favors of the so they say, practicing and even thriving in the state of choice in Egypt, and the Lacedaemonians part of them, imitating them from there, they govern their city excellently.	[17] Hence we shall find that in the arts the Egyptians surpass those who work at the same skilled occupations elsewhere more than artisans in general excel the laymen; also with respect to the system which enables them to preserve royalty and their political institutions in general, they have been so successful that philosophers who undertake to discuss such topics and have won the greatest reputation prefer above all others the Egyptian form of government, and that the Lacedaemonians, on the other hand, govern their own city in admirable fashion because they imitate certain of the Egyptian customs.
[18] καὶ γὰρ τὸ μηδένα τῶν μαχίμων ἄνευ τῆς τῶν ἀρχόντων γνώμης ἀποδημεῖν καὶ τὰ συσσίτια καὶ τὴν τῶν σωμάτων ἄσκησιν, ἔτι δὲ τὸ μηδενὸς τῶν ἀναγκαίων ἀποροῦντας τῶν κοινῶν προσταγμάτων ἀμελεῖν, μηδ᾽ ἐπὶ ταῖς ἄλλαις τέχναις διατρίβειν, ἀλλὰ τοῖς ὅλοις καὶ ταῖς στρατείαις προσέχειν τὸν νοῦν [noun], ἐκεῖθεν ἅπαντα ταῦτ᾽ εἰλήφασιν.	[18] And for the zero of the fighting without the opinion of the princes, and the sissies and the exercise of the bodies, because the zero of the necessary ones are neglected by the common commandments, they do not apply to the other arts, but to all and the armies, they pay attention to the mind, from there they take all these things.	[18] For instance, the provision that no citizen fit for military service could leave the country without official authorization, the meals taken in common, and the training of their bodies; furthermore, the fact that lacking none of the necessities of life, they do not neglect the edicts of the State, and that none engage in any other crafts, but that all devote themselves to arms and warfare, all these practices they have taken from Egypt.
[19] τοσούτῳ δὲ χεῖρον κέχρηνται τούτοις τοῖς ἐπιτηδεύμασιν, ὅσον οὗτοι μὲν ἅπαντες στρατιῶται καταστάντες βίᾳ τὰ τῶν ἄλλων λαμβάνειν ἀξιοῦσιν, ἐκεῖνοι δ᾽ οὕτως οἰκοῦσιν ὥσπερ χρὴ τοὺς μήτε τῶν ἰδίων ἀμελοῦντας μήτε τοῖς ἀλλοτρίοις ἐπιβουλεύοντας. γνοίη δ᾽ ἄν τις ἐνθένδε τὸ διάφορον ἑκατέρας τῆς πολιτείας.	[19] And in such a way do these men give their hand to the adversaries, as long as they are at war with everyone, taking by force what others deserve, they live in this way as if they were their own, neglecting not to give advice to others. I don't know if they were worn by the various heads of the state.	[19] But the Lacedaemonians have made so much worse use of these institutions that all of them, being professional soldiers, claim the right to seize by force the property of everybody else, whereas the Egyptians live as people should who neither neglect their own possessions, nor plot how they may acquire the property of others. The difference in the aims of the two polities may be seen from the following:
[20] εἰ μὲν γὰρ ἅπαντες μιμησαίμεθα τὴν Λακεδαιμονίων ἀργίαν καὶ πλεονεξίαν, εὐθὺς ἂν ἀπολοίμεθα καὶ διὰ τὴν ἔνδειαν τῶν καθ᾽ ἡμέραν καὶ διὰ τὸν πόλεμον τὸν πρὸς ἡμᾶς αὐτούς: εἰ δὲ τοῖς Αἰγυπτίων νόμοις χρῆσθαι βουληθεῖμεν, καὶ τοῖς μὲν ἐργάζεσθαι, τοῖς δὲ τὰ τούτων σῴζειν δόξειεν, ἕκαστοι τὴν αὑτῶν ἔχοντες εὐδαιμόνως ἂν τὸν βίον διατελοῖμεν.	[20] For if we all imitate the avarice and avarice of the Lacedaemonians, even if we perish both because of the daily poverty and because of the war against us: but if we obey the laws of Egypt, and those who work, and those who of these they live in glory, each of them having it happily if we end our lives.	[20] if we should all imitate the sloth and greed of the Lacedaemonians, we should straightway perish through both the lack of the necessities of daily life and civil war; but if we should wish to adopt the laws of the Egyptians which prescribe that some must work and that the rest must protect the property of the workers, we should all possess our own goods and pass our days in happiness.
[21] καὶ μὲν δὴ καὶ τῆς περὶ τὴν φρόνησιν ἐπιμελείας εἰκότως ἄν τις ἐκεῖνον αἴτιον νομίσειεν [nomíseien]. τοῖς γὰρ ἱερεῦσι παρεσκεύασεν εὐπορίαν μὲν ταῖς ἐκ τῶν ἱερῶν [ieron] προσόδοις [prosodois], σωφροσύνην δὲ ταῖς ἁγνείαις ταῖς ὑπὸ τῶν νόμων προστεταγμέναις, σχολὴν [scholin] δὲ ταῖς ἀποθανεῖν:	[21] And not even her about the caregiving judgment even if she thought of them for that reason [thought]. For to the priests he prepared euphoria with the holy revenues, and chastity to the chastities protected by the laws, and a school for them to die:	[21] Furthermore, the cultivation of practical wisdom may also reasonably be attributed to Busiris. For example, he saw to it that from the revenues of the sacrifices the priests should acquire affluence, but self-control through the purifications prescribed by the laws, and leisure by exemption from the hazards of fighting and from all work.
[22a] μεθ᾽ ὧν ἐκεῖνοι βιοτεύοντες [viotévontes] [from: βιοτεύω?] τοῖς μὲν σώμασιν ἰατρικὴν ἐξεῦρον ἐπικουρίαν, οὐ διακεκινδυνευμένοις φαρμάκοις χρωμένην ἀλλὰ τοιούτοις, ἃ τὴν μὲν ἀσφάλειαν ὁμοίαν ἔχει τῇ τροφῇ τῇ καθ᾽ ἡμέραν, τὰς δ᾽ ὠφελείας τηλικαύτας ὥστ᾽ ἐκείνους ὁμολογουμένως ὑγιεινοτάτους εἶναι καὶ μακροβιωτάτους,	[22a] with which those living with a body have medical help, not risky colored drugs, but such, which has the same safety as the food of the day, the d benefits are admittedly as those they are healthy and long-lived,	[22a] And the priests, because they enjoyed such conditions of life, discovered for the body the aid which the medical art affords, not that which uses dangerous drugs, but drugs of such a nature that they are as harmless as daily food, yet in their effects are so beneficial that all men agree the Egyptians are the healthiest and most long of life among men;
[22b] ταῖς δὲ ψυχαῖς [psychaís] φιλοσοφίας [filosofías] ἄσκησιν κατέδειξαν, ἣ καὶ νομοθετῆσαι [nomothetísai] καὶ τὴν φύσιν [physin] τῶν ὄντων ζητῆσαι [zitísai] δύναται [dýnatai].	[22b] too but the exercise of mental philosophy demonstrated that it is possible to legislate and to inquire into the nature of beings.	[22b] and then for the soul they introduced philosophy's training, a pursuit which has the power, not only to establish laws, but also to investigate the nature of the universe.
[23] καὶ τοὺς μὲν πρεσβυτέρους ἐπὶ τὰ μέγιστα τῶν πραγμάτων ἔταξεν, τοὺς δὲ νεωτέρους ἀμελήσαντας τῶν ἡδονῶν ἐπ᾽ ἀστρολογίᾳ καὶ λογισμοῖς καὶ γεωμετρίᾳ διατρίβειν ἔπεισεν, ὧν τὰς δυνάμεις οἱ μὲν ὡς πρὸς ἔνια χρησίμους ἐπαινοῦσιν, οἱ δ᾽ ὡς πλεῖστα πρὸς ἀρετὴν συμβαλλομένας ἀποφαίνειν ἐπιχειροῦσιν.	[23] And he instructed the elders on the highest things, and the younger ones, neglecting the pleasures, on astrology and calculus and geometry, he persuaded them to dispel, whose powers the ones who are useful as one praise, those who are mostly as a symbol of virtue, they decide for me they attempt.	[23] The older men Busiris appointed to have charge of the most important matters, but the younger he persuaded to forgo all pleasures and devote themselves to the study of the stars, to arithmetic, and to geometry; the value of these sciences some praise for their utility in certain ways, while others attempt to demonstrate that they are conducive in the highest measure to the attainment of virtue.

βίᾳ
The term “bia” (βίᾳ) [13], which is the root of terms such as “violence”, has previously been decoded, in the Abioism book:

• Thims, Libb. (A66/2021). Abioism: No Thing is Alive, Life Does Not Exist, Terminology Reform, and Concept Upgrade (Amaz: Paperback [B&W pages] or hardcover [color pages]; Lulu: Paperback or hardcover) (pdf-file) (Video). LuLu.

as a cipher for the 13th-hour of violence or battle when the Horus sun ☀️, after 12-hours of daylight, goes into battle with Set, i.e. sun-set, or sun-with-Set.
§:22b
In §:22a, we see a complex translation, in need of EAN analysis:

ταῖς δὲ ψυχαῖς [psychaís] φιλοσοφίας [filosofías] ἄσκησιν κατέδειξαν, ἣ καὶ νομοθετῆσαι [nomothetísai] καὶ τὴν φύσιν [physin] τῶν [ton] ὄντων [ónton] ζητῆσαι [zitísai] δύναται [dýnatai].

Google renders this as:

too but the exercise of mental philosophy demonstrated that it is possible to legislate and to inquire into the nature of beings.

George Norlin (A25/1980) renders this as:

and then for the soul they introduced philosophy's training, a pursuit which has the power, not only to establish laws, but also to investigate the nature of the universe.

ψυχαῖς [psychaís]
The term psychais (ψυχαῖς), shown rendered above as “mental” or “soul”, is a complex cipher.
The following decoding work on letter psi (ψ), the first letter of this term, shows that the actual Egyptian psi glyph was only recently found 5-months ago:

• Psi [17 May] - Hmolpedia A67
• Why does psychology start with the letter Ψ psi? [6 Dec A67/2022]
• Sah (Orion) as parent character of psi (Ψ) [700], the 25th Greek letter? [25 Dec A67/2022]
• Greek letter psi (ψ), letter #25, value: 700, found in the Sah (Orion) + Sopdet (Sirius) star map hieroglyphs (4000A/-2045) [25 Dec A67/2022]
• On the phi (φι), chi (χι), psi (ψι) cipher or 510-610-710 puzzle of why they all have letter I or value 10, i.e. ιοτα [1111], in common? [2 Mar A68/2023]

Whence, generally the term, at least with respect to the prefix psych- (ψυχ-), or psi (Orion something) + upsilon (choices you make naked) + chi (cosmos rebirth letter), crudely renders as what the Egyptians and Greeks though 💭 their mind was going to be like, in the after-existence, after they rise in the stars ✨ like the rising Orion constellation, or something along these lines.
φιλοσοφίας [filosofías]
While we have worked on this previously, Bernal, who Black Athena book I’m reading now, claims that he is going to decode this term from an “Egyptian etymology” basis; whence, we will have to come back to this.
φύσιν [physin]
That the term physin (φύσιν) is rendered both times as “nature”, is not fully clear translation. Previously, physics was worked on here:

• Egyptian fire-drill (𓍓) origin of Greek letter phi (Φ)

Which gives a friction-starts-fire etymology of the first letter of the word.
ὄντων [ónton]
The term ὄντων [ónton], Google renders as “being”, and Wiktionary renders as:

masculine/neuter genitive plural of ὤν (ṓn) [850]

Which directs to:

present participle of εἰμί (eimí), meaning: “to be, exist, happen”; actual, real

This cipher has previously been worked on here:

• Being = fire 🔥? On (ΩΝ) [850] means “Heliopolis” in Egyptian and “being” in Greek?

The term on (ων) [850], as a combination of omega [800] and nu [50], overtly renders as “be”, but includes the following cyphers:

• On (Οω) = Heliopolis
• 850 = Eleusis (Ελευσις), the ancient city of Attica, famous for its mysteries of Demeter and Persephone.
• 850 = pyros (πυρος), meaning: ”of fire”.

This might make Eleusis the “Greek Heliopolis” or city of the solar fire, or something; mixed with some type of cipher that one’s “being”, as we now call it, derives from the 🔥 of the sun god inside of one’s heart, or something crudely along these lines?
νομοθετῆσαι [nomothetísai]
The term Νομοθέτης, which renders as “lawgiver”, is from nomo- (νόμο-), from the Egyptian “nome”, referring to one of he 42 states or territories of Egypt, + -thétis (-θέτης), meaning: “setter” of “thet” (θέτ) [314], i.e. Biblos (βιβλος) [314], meaning: “book, letter”.
Bousiris §:28
The following is Bousiris (§:28), wherein Isocrates says that Pythagoras, after going to Egypt, came back and taught all of Greece the art of philosophy:

Greek	Google	Norlin (A25/1980)
[28] ἔχοι δ᾽ ἄν τις μὴ σπεύδειν ὡρμημένος πολλὰ καὶ θαυμαστὰ περὶ τῆς ὁσιότητος αὐτῶν διελθεῖν, ἣν οὔτε μόνος οὔτε πρῶτος ἐγὼ τυγχάνω καθεωρακώς, ἀλλὰ πολλοὶ καὶ τῶν ὄντων καὶ τῶν προγεγενημένων, ὧν καὶ Πυθαγόρας ὁ Σάμιός ἐστιν: ὃς ἀφικόμενος εἰς Αἴγυπτον καὶ μαθητὴς [mathitís] ἐκείνων γενόμενος τήν τ᾽ ἄλλην φιλοσοφίαν πρῶτος εἰς τοὺς Ἕλληνας ἐκόμισε, καὶ τὰ περὶ τὰς θυσίας καὶ τὰς ἁγιστείας τὰς ἐν τοῖς ἱεροῖς ἐπιφανέστερον τῶν ἄλλων ἐσπούδασεν, ἡγούμενος, εἰ καὶ μηδὲν αὐτῷ διὰ ταῦτα πλέον γίγνοιτο παρὰ τῶν θεῶν, ἀλλ᾽ οὖν παρά γε τοῖς ἀνθρώποις ἐκ τούτων μάλιστ᾽ εὐδοκιμήσειν.	[28] Behold, if they do not hasten them with haste, many will pass away marveling at their truthfulness, which neither I alone nor the first ever receive, but many of the beings and the ancestors, among whom is Pythagoras the Samian: who arrived in Egypt and was a disciple [pupil] of them, being born he first taught the other philosophy to the Greeks, and he studied the sacrifices and sanctities in the sanctuaries more prominently than the others, being an abbot, if for these things he was made no more than the gods, but then he gave them to men from let them prosper.	If one were not determined to make haste, one might cite many admirable instances of the piety of the Egyptians, that piety which I am neither the first nor the only one to have observed; on the contrary, many contemporaries and predecessors have remarked it, of whom Pythagoras of Samos is one On a visit to Egypt he became a student of the religion of the people, and was first to bring to the Greeks all philosophy, and more conspicuously than others he seriously interested himself in sacrifices and in ceremonial purity, since he believed that even if he should gain thereby no greater reward from the gods, among men, at any rate, his reputation would be greatly enhanced.

Quotes
The following is:

“Greek literature of the fourth century reflects a widespread struggle to determine the character of true paideia; and within it Isocrates, the chief representative of rhetoric, personifies the classical opposition to Plato and his school. From this point on, the rivalry of philosophy and rhetoric, each claiming to be the better form of culture, runs like a leitmotiv throughout the history of ancient civilization. It is impossible to describe every phase of that rivalry: for one thing, it is rather repetitious, and the leaders of its opposing sides are not always very interesting personalities. All the more important, therefore, is the conflict between Plato and Isocrates—the first battle in the centuries of war between philosophy and rhetoric. Later, that war was sometimes to degenerate into a mere academic squabble, in which neither side possessed any genuine vital force; but at its beginning the combatant parties represented the truly moving forces and needs of the Greek people. The field on which it was waged lay in the very centre of the political scene. That is what gives it the vivid colouring of a truly historical event, and the large sweep which keeps our interest in it permanently alive. In retrospect, we realize that in this conflict are symbolized the essential problems of that whole period of Greek history. Today as of old, Isocrates has, like Plato, his admirers and exponents; and there is no doubt that since the Renaissance he has exercised a far greater influence on the educational methods _ of humanism than any other Greek or Roman teacher. Historically, it is perfectly correct to describe him (in the phrase used on the title-page of several modern books) as the father of humanistic culture’—inasmuch as the sophists cannot really claim that title, and from our own pedagogic methods and ideals a direct line runs back to him, as it does to Quintilian and Plutarch.“
— Werner Jaeger (16A/1939), Paideia: the ideals of Greek culture (pg. 46)

The following is Martin Bernal on Isocrates:

“Isocrates portrayed Bousiris as a mythical lawgiver and to the perfection of the constitution he had devised for Egypt. Isokrates admired the caste system, the rulership of the philosophers, and the rigour of the Egyptian philosophepriests' paideia (education) that produced the anir theoritikos (contemplative man), who used his superior wisdom for the good of his state [Bousiris §:16-23]. The division of labour allowed a 'leisure', schole, which allowed for schok 'learning'. Above all, he insisted that philosophia (philosophy) was, and could only have been, a product of Egypt [Bousiris §:28]. This word seems to have been used by the Egyptianizing Pythagoreans for some time — possibly since the 6th century — but one of its earliest extant uses comes from Bousiris.”
— Martin Bernal (A32/1987), Black Athena (pg. 104)

Notes

1. I started this post, per the Bernal quote, wherein he says that Isocrates, in section 16-23, of Bousiris, uses the word “paideia (παιδεια) [111]”.
2. I do not, however, find the term “paideia” in Bousiris section 16-13? This is an example of poor or misleading citation. Isocrates, however, does, as Jaeger points out, use paideia, extensively, somewhere?

References

• Isocrates. (2330A/-c.375). Bousiris (Βούσιρις) (translator: George Norlin) (§:16-23). Tufts, A25/1980.
• Jaeger, Werner. (16A/1939), Paideia: the ideals of Greek culture (Arch) (pg. 46). Publisher.
• Bernal, Martin. (A32/1987). Black Athena: the Afroasiatic Roots of classical Civilization. Volume One: the Fabrication of Ancient Greece, 1785-1985 (Arch) (pg. 104). Vintage, A36/1991.

External links

• Bousiris) (King of Egypt) - Wikipedia.
• Isocrates - Wikipedia.