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Trean Insurance Group, a provider of products and services to the specialty insurance market, and Beat Capital Partners America, a long-duration investor specializing in the insurance industry, have announced a partnership in the surplus lines insurance market. Through its recently formed subsidiary, Benchmark Specialty Insurance Company, Trean will offer E&S products through its partnership with…
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19: What boosts your OC’s confidence the most? <-- for Pirossa aaaaand 26: What is the most intense thing your OC has been battling with? <-- for Trean :)
19: What boosts your OC’s confidence the most?
For Pirossa, this is no doubt narrowly escaping some really tight, stupid situation that he got himself into. There was that time that he tricked Rian into marrying him. For someone who got a serious metaphorical boot straight up his ass, he seemed pretty damn happy about it after the annulment went through. :P
26: What is the most intense thing your OC has been battling with?
Tbh, Trean’s been through the fucking wringer.
She’s been in love with three people in her life. The third one she married, but the others?
The first she lost by falling out of her original universe by accident, and never got to see him again.
The second covertly tried to unleash a genocidal magic plague to kill all the humans, and although she stopped him from doing it, she couldn’t bring herself to kill him, and she didn’t succeed in making him repent either (solution: eternal magic coma, like Snow White). To be clear, this guy left a hell of a scar, and her feelings about him remain complicated pretty much forever, in no small part because of how it made her feel about herself and her own internalized prejudices; the fact that she couldn’t tell anyone about what he did because this all happened at a very precarious political time when humans needed to be assured that Shadowkind weren’t a threat to them, so he ended up with a reputation as a martyr for equality that needed to remain in place for political reasons; and he’s also the father of her oldest biological son (Farael), which preemptively kind of fucks up her relationship with him as well.
Then there’s the whole thing where she’s imprisoned in an illithid cell for a full year at the end of time. But who’s counting? That’s only a year, and she made it back to the other side of the wormhole to her own era. Dramatically regrettable relationships leave a mark that lasts WAY longer than that. ;)

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I'm not sure how I'm even keeping my head on
Work is fine. Jaimee is great. But then there's the shit storm that is the rest of my life. Getting hit from all sides for just trying to be fucking happy because people REFUSE to mind their own business. Elaine is literally threatening Jaimee for "fucking a tranny." Everybody and their mom has an opinion about it. You can all shut the fuck up, it doesn't even concern anyone but Jaimee and I. My mother has lost her fucking marbles. Saw a conversation me and my 16 year old brother had about getting high, and apparently it's all my fault that he smokes and I am not to see him or speak to him for any reason. Had one hell of a fucking night Monday night. Between Elaine blowing Jaimees phone up at 2 am and me going to play superman for Trina because apparently new crushes matter more than taking your homies home.. 2 hrs of sleep and forgetting my fucking binder.. Fuck Tuesday Forreal. Nik, I fucking miss you. Your wisdom would be phenomenal right now. Jaylyns moving to Georgia in 2 hours. There goes my other half. And praise my fucking T levels being on point right now, I fully expected to be absolutely fucking losing it by now. Wishing the universe would get off my fucking dick. I don't want to see how much more I can handle. I want a breather. I work really fucking hard, and I'm constantly there for other people.. I can't be superman all the time, damn it..
Traveling Riverside Blues || Trean
The blood of the walker splashed all over Tris' face when she stabbed it in the head with the dagger. As if that wasn't enough, the dead walker fell towards her and she had to hold it so she wouldn't fall to the ground too, the thing's blood dirtying her clothes too. With a sigh of frustration, she pushed the walker to the ground, and he didn't move again.
Pushing a sleeve of her shirt down to her hand to try to wipe the blood from her face, the woman heard more footsteps behind her, and those groans that could only belong to walkers. She would recognize that sound anywhere. She wasn't sure of how many of them there would be, so, instead of staying and fighting, she held the dagger tightly in her hand and ran.
Soon enough, Tris was gasping for air in a random street, not even sure about how to make her way back to her car again. She could still hear walkers near, but there was another sound, mixing to the biter's groans--music. Classic rock, she was sure, but she couldn't recognize the band. The sound wasn't that loud, but, since everything was normally empty, she immediately heard it. Without really thinking, she ran to the direction of the song, trying to find out where it was coming from.
Soon, she found a parked car in an empty street--at least it was empty a few moments ago, since the walkers were probably following Tris now. She ran towards the car, sighting another woman inside it, who looked ready to leave. Her legs were hurting after running so much, and she definitely wouldn't be able to run again if the walkers showed up. "Please, open up, I need help," she gasped with a pleading voice as she knocked on the window.
Rooftrellen - The Treant Protector / DOTA 2 by neonkiler99