Player Scav in reserve night

So with the Scav system whereas if you kill a Scav as a Scav yourself, you lose rep with Fence(Unless it's a player scav and they have already killed other scavs). So I've been trying to avoid shooting on site as a scav, even for players. I can tell the difference between AI and Players, but the ... Lucky Scav Junk box (Lucky Scav) is a Container item in Escape from Tarkov. Storage case for different items and goods that you need for barter (besides provisions, keys, info items and so on) The junk box is a container with the purpose of saving space within the player's inventory. This item provides 196 inventory slots in a 14x14 grid and takes up 16 inventory slots itself. Everything ... Scavenging is an Invention perk that has a chance of producing uncommon and rare materials when monsters that give combat experience are killed. It can be created in weapon and armour gizmos.. When the perk triggers, it prompts the message: Your Scavenging perk adds: [Amount] x [Materials]. Scavenging comes in 4 ranks, each giving an increased chance and number of materials, and an item with a ... Using the mod SPT-AKI, players create private servers that modify the game into a purely offline experience.From an artificial flea market, to the ability to customize bot difficulty, the mod does a great job of providing “a separate offline single-player experience with progression out-of-the-box for BSG’s official client”, to quote its website. There are four player characters: Albert Cole - Charismatic lawyer. Max Stone - Strong but not smart. Natalia Dubrovhsky - Stealthy. Vault Dweller - The main character, can be custom-made. There are five characters that are willing to join in Fallout: There are 184 total characters in Fallout. Fallout cut characters Fallout 2 characters Fallout 3 characters Fallout: New Vegas characters ... Scav Raiders start out neutral to other Scavs (including player Scavs), but will get irritated and shout warnings when they get too close. If the warning is ignored, they will open fire. If some other Scav has alerted a raider, it becomes hostile to all other non-raider Scavs; it is safer to always assume that they are hostile. Scav Karma was introduced originally in patch 12.11 after the June 2021 wipe and has been a long awaited featured by the community to help prevent Scav on Scav violence which goes against the game lore and intention of the Scav mechanic. To encourage player Scavs to work together to fight PMCs and scavenge any remaining loot the Scav Karma ... The Fence reputation penalty will now be calculated correctly if a player with 6+ reputation points kills a Scav Boss and their guards. Several technical fixes and optimizations. — Battlestate Games (@bstategames) 2021年8月20日 一部,バグだった模様. レイダーを倒す(最大-6.0) 同上,おそらくバグの可能性

2022.01.22 07:50 bagboi89 Player Scav in reserve night

Whatever player scav in reserve night on texas servers sorry I accidentally got you, i heard you say “i’m dead” or “I think i’m dead” so I sprayed at head level near a flashlight. I accidentally caught you. Sorry buddy didn’t mean to shoot you :(.
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2022.01.22 07:50 alivingsword [Human] [Genie Warlock] who desperately wished to be cool, but his patron makes all his cool spells seem cute rather than edgy

The title says most of it. Basically the character saw some cool spellcasting adventurers while they were young and said, "I wish I was like them" while a genie was listening. Thus a pact was formed and the character thought they would now be just as cool as the adventurers, but like a lot of genie granted wishes it was twisted so now all the characters spells seem super childish instead of cool. The eldritch blasts are a bright pink instead of dark purple, the hex is a pretty little cloud and the unseen servant is a cute little teddy bear.
Originally thought of this character as male human, but could probably be any race or gender. Thoughts?
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2022.01.22 07:50 svantehell Känslan när du ligger i badkaret

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2022.01.22 07:50 DaReelGVSH People have been suspicious of the masons for a good while (how did i not know about this?)

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2022.01.22 07:50 rose_signets Pet human vs show quality human

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2022.01.22 07:50 CatGodOne Mijenjam Leatherman Supertool 300 EOD za Supertool 300.

Sve je u naslovu. Prije par godina mi je na alatu pukla opruga, poslan je na reklamaciju, vratio mi se noviji model, EOD. EOD je zamišljen za pirotehničare, "bomb squad", pošto ima neke alate specifične za to. A i sam proizvođač ga tako reklamira. Na njuškalu ima jedan jedini nov, pa zato pitam naših 150k korisnika😂
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2022.01.22 07:50 BoriszSzakonyi Can anyone recommend me good stuff?

Ive been listening to a lot of dragonforce, gloryhammer, powerwolf, sabaton and (old)rhapsody. And i feel like want more of these but i cant really find anything good. Can anyone recommend me a few songs? Id really like to have more but i feel like i have found all of them.
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2022.01.22 07:50 SindadTheSailor Catching up on some recent eps and this meme is all i can think of when the dawgs are talking LOTR

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2022.01.22 07:50 volftng An underrated high-quality Demon Slayer × Brave Shine (Aimer) AMV I've found

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2022.01.22 07:50 sixpackofabs Instagram reels should be disappear at least from india

I see lots of reels coming to my Instagram timeline nowadays, which are lack of creatively ans more like "nanga nach". Papa ki pariyan are shaking their bum(keeping in mind to seduce and increase followers) and dancing in front of mirror. When i see reels from US/Europe or any other part of world i see lots of creatively (yes they are also shaking their booty)
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2022.01.22 07:50 Upset_Criticism_7085 are any of these 3 good? Sorry im new to collecting

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2022.01.22 07:50 NewsElfForEnterprise Average home price in Onondaga County up 13%

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2022.01.22 07:50 Emilyx33x How to dye black to navy?

I have black, pure cotton trousers that need to be navy for school. Is there any way to dye them?
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2022.01.22 07:50 niuz-bot Sibiu: Accident rutier la Târnava; patru persoane rănite - [Regionale]

Citeste in continuare:
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2022.01.22 07:50 FriendlyChingu [Wallpaper] iOS Dock Blur on Android

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2022.01.22 07:50 CarOtherwise947 What do you think of this as the first encounter for a book?

England, 20th century. It was a an unexpectedly sunny April day. The air was clean and the days became slowly longer.
Ona was happy that spring was finally coming. The previous days she was feeling mixed sentiments about the weather change, both anticipation, happiness and excitement about the future, but also a slight fear gut feeling. It was as if the winter, with his cold winds and short, depressing days was letting space to nature’s rebirth, and she found its arrival quite inspiring, just by looking at the trees turning green and the fresh air and the light blue sky in the morning. She would feel her heart becoming filled up with emotion just at the sight of the red and dark blue dawn colors in the morning, or the sweet melody of the birds singing in the countryside.
But all her good intentions and refound optimism were challenged again by her daily little struggles at school. The girls had started again to mock her for her out of fashion clothes, and the guys had made up a new nickname to drive her mad, while teachers never seemed convinced enough to give her the good grades she deserved. Her mind had been stuck the whole day on the history essay and how she missed the full score on it. Mr. Bennet wasn‘t impressed enough by her detailed, encyclopedic depiction of the Napoleon wars and though she had actually elaborated the historical accuracy by deepening her knowledge with a really heavy encyclopedia, her disappointment about the essay was still hurting her, among all the daily little unconveniencies that were put on her way on a daily basis.
These kind of thoughts were running through her mind while she stopped to take her bike, and when she was about to put her brown shoulder bag on the basket, she overheard some giggles from the other side of the boulevard. She turned and saw Sophie hardly trying to hold her laughter, together with her friends, with her eyes in Ona’s direction. She started to breath faster and air was coming out of her nose anxiously, unable to contain her anger. Taking a deep breath, she sat on the bycicle seat started to ride it. But soon it was clear that that was something wrong with it: the bike made a jarring noise every time the chain would make a full turn, and the handle bar felt unstable. She didn’t have much time to think, because on the slow downhill road suddenly the wheel stopped all at once, forcing her to turn fast in order not to collide with a carriage coming from the right side of the road. The impact on the road was quite violent, she was still shaking and unable to realize what happened, if she had only turned just some seconds to late, she would have landed directly on the horses.
Still on the road, on that position she checked the damage: her hands were purple, pulsing and ached, blood didn’t seem to want to stop, her knees were grazed and she painfully tried to get up. Her books had flown out of the basket and the covers were ruined, and it all added even more sadness and anger to her heart. Her eyes filled with tears and she was about to cry, both out of shock and anger.
“Are you alright?” the clean, worried voice of a young man distracted her from her pain for a moment.
She looked up, it was a young man who had spoken, he was much taller than her, he had the most beautiful face she had ever seen on a boy in her entire life, both manly and innocent at the same time. His blue eyes stared worried right into hers, and his expression was serious and full of pity and pain.
She nodded after a moment of hesitation, her eyes full of fear and anger.
He put her bike on the sidewalk, and helped her to collect her things, though she protested at first, saying that she could do it herself, he insisted on doing what was necessary in that moment. Then he breathed out deeply and turned to the other side of the road.
”You!” he screamed angrily, and walked at a fast and self assured way towards the group of girls and boys who were giggling. When he got there, they weren’t laughing anymore and felt intimidated. He seemed to be older than them and his aggressive, confident ways scared them somehow.
”You were the one who did this! I saw you paying that little kid to throw that rock on her!” he approached Sophie and took her forearm and squeezed it strongly.
”Don’t touch me! He’s crazy, someone help me!” the blond, curly haired girl with the preppy dress screamed for help, trying to free herself from his grip, and was clearly dosappointed that the other girls had taken their distances from her, scared that he would have attacked them too.
He squeezed her arm even tighter this time and asked with an angry tone “why did you do that!”, a question that looked much more like a statement, or an order.
”Let go of her, she’s a girl you pig!” intervened a boy from the group, putting himself between them.
But he would push Sophie away and take the boy from his collar. The remaining other boys jumped on him and started to punch him and kick him; he was indeed taller, but he wasn’t exactly a robust or bulky type: he received many fists but at some point, when the fight seemed to be over, his eyes turned red, filled with anger and he used every bit of strength in his thin body to throw all his anger on them. He fought using all his instinct instead of his strength, forcing his mind to think that he was stronger than them, though he actually wasnt. The boys, battered and bruised by his fists and low blows, scared of his violent outburst and realizing they had no chance to win, gave up.
One of them said while cleaning the blood on his lip “My uncle is in the town council. You’ll see when you will end up when I will tell him“.
But the young man smiled and shook his head.
”Don’t you ever dare to do such thing again, little bitch” he said, while spitting in front of Sophie‘s feet, who had been looking at the fight scene with a terrified expression.
”You’ll see what will become of you, beast!” Sophie kept saying, while her girl friends gathered around her to console her, since she started to cry right after he crossed the street.
Ona had been staring at the scene from the other side. She didn’t know what to say or do. Actually she wanted to tell him not to do anything, but it was too late, and she was too weak and in pain to even try to physically restrain him from getting in trouble because of her.
”How are you? Do you have anything broken?” he came directly back to her and his tone was calm and serious, trying to hide his distress. His stare into her eyes made her blush and she had to look down, so that he wouldn’t notice.
”I’m fine, I’m still whole” she said with a serious tone, while cleaning the dress from the dust, noticing how big and bad were the holes on the dress, in proximity of her knees. All that she could think of was that it was one of the dresses that she wore everyday, and even repairing it would mean that the school dress was going to become a house or work dress, because the holes couldn’t be repaired without being noticeable. She also checked her shoulder bag on the basket with her wounded hands and could see how the strap was detached from the bag. Her body was shaken by anger and shock, she was about to cry but held everything inside, so that the mysterious stranger couldn’t see her tears.
But he had probably already sensed everything, cause he went closer to her near the bike, took her bag from the basket and made a quick knot between the brown bag and the strap.
”See? It’s like new, don’t worry about it” he forced a smile and held the bag in his hands and tried how the strap could resist being tightened.
And indeed, the bag looked like new, the knot was so well done that it didn’t even look like the strap had been previously detached.
He took a worried look at her hands, put his hand on the bike and with a gesture he told her to follow her.
Ona shook her head. What did this stranger want? Did he think that she would follow an unknown, mysteriously young man just because he showed kindness to her?
”No…” she said, shaking her head and avoiding his eyes. She insisted on taking the bike and was upset, but the young man said “right around this corner, come on” and insisted. Ona was scared, she didn’t know what the stranger wanted and she was taught by life and her misfortunes, not to trust anyone, even people who seemed reliable. And he didn’t seem neither. But she followed him, just around the corner. It was just a matter of steps.
”Do you have some water?” he asked, after they just turned the corner.
Relieved at his question, and thinking that he might have been just thirsty, she was about about to look for the thermos in the basket, but he was quicker and took it before her.“Your hands” he said in an assertive way, while opening it.
”What?” she couldn’t believe him. What did he want? Why was he so worried about her?
”Come on” he said, almost losing his patience. Another deep sigh, and he shook his head again.
Feeling intimidated by his attitudes, she gave up and offered him the palm of her hands.
He started to pour water on them, trying to clean it from the blood. It hurt her, but she also felt relieved.When he was about to kneel and do the same to her knees, she became nervous and said “No, no, stop it, I don’t want to!”. Surprised by her frightened and upset attitude, he stared at her with his light blue eyes, stopped before touching her and got up again, looking for something in the pocket of his dark green jacket.He took out two white tissue handkerchiefs (or were they headscarves? She had never seen such handkerchieves), their tissue looked so soft and Ona could smell the nice odor of the handkerchieves even from her position. They reminded her of freedom, good things, maybe a mixture of mint and lavender. He wrapped them slowly around her hands, then cut the sides with his teeth and fixed them with a knot, without hurting her at all.
Realizing now what he really wanted to do, she blushed and looked straight into his eyes, and said “thank you”. Guilt started to spread in her conscience, thinking that just a few moments ago he might have wanted to harm her.
”You’re welcome” the stranger replied with a sad smile.
”But you shouldn’t have got in trouble because of me… their families are really powerful in this town, I’m scared that something…” but he wouldn’t let her finish.
”Don’t worry, nothing will happen to me. I am not scared of anything, let alone them” he said with a grin.
He went to the bike and started to check if it was still working.
”The chain got out of place. And the tyre should be inflated. But it should last until you arrive home, I guess. Maybe it will be harder, not because of the bycicle but the hands” he said, after turning the pedal with his hand and readjusting the chain.
There was an embarassed silence. Ona wanted to say something but the words wouldn’t come out.
What did she want to say?
”Can I ask you something?” he asked, just to interrupt the silence.
”Y-yes, of course” Ona said, after clearing her voice.
”Do you know where is the local harbour?”“Yes, it’s…“ she suddenly forgot how to give road directions.
”You will take the main road, where we were previously, and then turn to the left, where he carriage was heading to.
Then you will go all the until the end of the road, then turn right for about one mile, and you can’t miss it”.
”Alright, I will find it then” he smiled and helped her to get the bike on the main road.
”Bye” he said, while turning her back to her and continue on the other road.
”Bye” Ona sad the words almost automatically. She still hadn’t quite realized what happened, and was still wonderstruck following the stranger with her eyes.
At some point he turned his back to look at her at the same time she turned to look at him.
His expression was surprised and his blue eyes looked worried. He was about to open his mouth and raised his eyebrows, but then turned his head and went ahead.
Ona could never forget that look on his face, that spring day.
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2022.01.22 07:50 wuanlai65 Centaurify - ⚡ Launching Now on BSC

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2022.01.22 07:50 ZOP_Gaming Wages of War | Assassins Creed Valhalla

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2022.01.22 07:50 lixiaoqian01 Restock Air Jordan 1 High Zoom CK6637-002

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2022.01.22 07:50 Gerp25 Once the snow is thicc enough..

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2022.01.22 07:50 Ugurcanturan Why You Are More Selfish Than You Think (Lamda for helpful criticism, please be specific)

Hello guys, this is my third video and I try to level up on YouTube. I'd like to hear what you think and give out lambdas for your criticism. Please be specific in your critique, so I can work on it and make it better for future videos. Thank you!
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2022.01.22 07:50 eyemini520 I am trying to sleep train my 8 months old who started getting his teeth.

I could swear to God this baby doesn’t know how to sooth himself. Last night he cried for an hour and half before he was quite and started to shake his head side to side ( his way of soothing) he did it for an HOUR!!!! And still couldn’t sleep so he started crying again and I just gave up. I mean is this normal? I got scared when he was twisting his head for that long and I just got a headache watching him do it.
Is it possible some babies just aren’t good at soothing themselves and need a little help?
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2022.01.22 07:50 Dizzy-Entrepreneur96 With great templates come great responsibility (Day 22 of 365)

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