Regular bullets work just as well, if you happen to fall on one during a quick exit from the upper floor.
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Yes but the word for books comes from bisexuality, because reading is gay.
Similar to that. Nouns that have a somewhat specific meaning in our business context, like Investor, Adviser, Product, Portfolio, etc.
This is the accepted writing style at my work, and it's been driving me nuts for years. I'm talking about the copy we put on all our public facing materials. Even our resident linguists hate it, but apparently someone high up thinks it's industry standard.
Remembering this just made me happier to be leaving soon. They're so resistant to challenging entrenched habits. I should have seen these signs when I started.
The trick is for those other AIs to reserve a few bucks, so they can repeat the process but this time cash out early. Keep repeating until everybody wins.
Just ask the AI how to turn $1 into $100M with high frequency trading!
Sometimes it clicks if you graph it out with the confusing values on axes.
You would think so, but it won't let your companions lay more eggs when you're at the limit. This is separate to the companion slot limit. I assume it doesn't let you redeem eggs when you're at the limit either.
If I had to guess, eggs require more data than a typical inventory item, due to the complexities of creatures. They're probably implemented differently with some hacks to make it work, and limiting numbers is the simplest way to avoid complications.
There's a hard limit on how many eggs you can have in one save. They probably restricted transfer for eggs from expeditions to avoid going over this limit.
It would be worth raising anyway, as they may able to allow the transfer but not allow collecting them in the main save until you make room. Or allow transfer when the main save is below the limit.
After he spent too long as a powerful pedo priest.
Many many years ago, I saw a doco during a high school health class. It had stuff about gender identity, and included an interview from the 80's with George Pell. He was ranting about how fashion these days was too androgynous, and you couldn't tell the girls from the boys.
That was the first I ever heard from that man, and immediately disliked him.
Interesting to see where he ended up.
That's a funny name for an octopus.