Hello there, Lavaz. It's your girl, Shambhuri, and we are here at Heatonism 2. We're going to have an intimate conversation about our bodies that I don't think we get to have enough. And so come and join us on an intimate discussion on pussies and boobies. I'm at a clothing optional resort in Jamaica called Heatonism. The fruit side. Over there is the nude side. I can't show you. The one area that I wasn't allowed to like look at. I was like, oh, like that's the mystery. Like don't go there. Don't touch it. Like I knew that because I started masturbating when I was what, like four, three or four. I was really young when I learned that like if you dry humped a pillow, things would feel really good like quickly. So I knew that it was like a place that gave me pleasure and I also knew very early like I associated with it being bad.  No, I say my junk or like often I just refer to it as my bush because it's like the bush obscures the whole thing and really steals all the attention. Like people like I've really never had someone comment on the way that like my pussy looks to them. Like because like there's a lot of hair and you know what I mean? It's like fairly concealed and so it's like it's not the most prominent feature. But I also am I going into talking about like when I realized like what it looks like and all that. I also feel like I didn't know that vaginas could look different. Like I didn't know that there was so many different forms of them or that some people had like really long interleabias or like I just thought they all look the same. But it was kind of funny. One of my friends like maybe we're in our like later teens like we discovered this hanging clitoris term, you know, and I had no idea what that even meant. And she was like, oh yeah, like my friend has one and we're laughing about it, whatever. And then I finally like looked it up and I was like, I think I might have one. I'm like, was that me? And I was making fun of her and laughing but that might be me because I just had no idea what it is. But it's like it's still clean and neat and it's fine and you know, I feel good about it. Does that mean it kind of is like a little there's almost like an extra layer inside one of the labia as it feels like it's like the clitoris skin just kind of comes out a little bit. I think the what opened me up to that was when I went to like the wax lady and then she like when they comment on you, you're like, oh really? Like there's nice and not nice like, you know, it's also even that experience. I felt like it was the first like awkwardness because you're like, I'm just going to this woman. I'm going to sit on the table open up my legs. She's going to wax my Gucci and the first thing like she comments said was like, oh nice. And I was like really nice. What do you mean? How do you feel about me? I don't know what to do. I just want the hair gone right now. Like it was such a weird experience. But that was what made me start thinking about the fact that's like, oh yeah, there's probably quite a variety. As much as like even talking to like you, Ari or like other lesbians like what we've seen a lot. I've never heard you guys use the term ugly or weird. We're just happy to be there. Yeah. Honestly. It's more like different. But like I've seen like a lot of lips where you're kind of like, hey, where's the clitoris? Like I've seen that. But mine is like it's like in between. It's like it's not like super symmetrical and not like super like perfect. And I remember I was like a 15 year old kid like experiencing your period. Like I wanted to look like different. I wanted to be like, you know, like I wanted to be like an IKEA furniture piece. Like I wanted to be like very IKEA furniture is like perfectly symmetrical. I wanted to look like that. It really is like a thumbprint. Like everyone's is a little different. I will say where my insecurity comes in is definitely like I ask about smell a lot because like I got bacteria vaginosis like in my early 20s. And that just started like an onslaught of constant like yeast infection, UTIs, bacteria vaginosis. And like I worked at a desk job and I was like obsessed with like my smell. Like I could smell it sometimes through my pants or like it was just like a big concern for me all the time. And I'm like that made me really insecure with like new people or even being like in groups of spaces. Like can someone smell it? Can someone this? And like I remember one time this guy told me that he was like in the leachers and he was sitting between a girl's legs and he could smell it. And like I was so insecure that that could be me. Actually, you know, now that you now that you mentioned it, my best friend in high school and I also spent a lot of like naked time together and had like a sort of erotic relationship. I do remember her vagina and I remember that that was maybe actually the first time when I was sort of like, huh, that looks really different than mine. And her smell was so distinctive. Like I can still remember it this day. And like it was like pungent in this weird way. And I don't know. Attractive pungent? I was so attracted to her. So it must have been. But like the smell itself, this is what's the weird disconnect for me because usually for me, it's like smell is such an indicator. Like I'm like, oh, you smell right to me. Like you smell like it's just like I don't even know like what you're saying about like diet or whatever. Like I've never like noticed that. It's just like I like it or I don't. It just seems like such a like particular thing. But her is like, oh my God, like it's like I was really into her and so like just magnetically drawn to her. But at the same time, like that smell wasn't great. I've been talking about this a lot like love vegetarians got to love the vegans because like it just feels like a diet. Diet is so key. And I think that like it's it's almost like an indicator of like other things about your body. Like and so I kind of have peace of it in that way. I'm like, you know, some people have problem skin. Some people have like our super hairy. Like I just have a very sensitive vulva. And if I don't eat the right foods or I'm not on it, like with care, it will go to either extreme. So do you use a different body wash? Yeah, I actually recently started doing that. You know the Dieta cup? Yeah. They have like an actual like pH balance like body wash or whatever. But I'm like, oh my God, why was I doing this my whole life? I don't get affected by it. But all of a sudden one day I was like, you know what? Maybe I should just like try it. You feel like you're treating it like gold. I was like, oh my God, I should have been doing this forever. I love the smell.  I've never felt weird about that. Although there are times where I'm like, oh, it's definitely like stronger today. I'm like, I'm at peace with it now because I'm like, I just respect you for who you are.  Like that's who you are. You're high maintenance. I have a high maintenance Gucci. And I'm like, but it's cool because like again, like the sensation you get from it. I love the way that it looks like when I feel on top of the smell situation, I even value and appreciate that a lot. So I also think it's something to do with me like relaxing a bit, you know, like giving myself permission to not always be perfect or not always be, you know, commercially appealing. So it's a balance of both. Like, yeah, you're going to have to find out how to manage it, but also learn how to manage insecurities. And acceptance of what's real too, right? Like whether it's hair or all these things. It's like, but it's okay. Like it's not something you have to be ashamed about. Hair is still a thing I'm like going through. Yeah. Like I like respect. You're on a journey right now though. Yeah, I'm on a journey. Like I kind of like respect Kelsey and like what she has going on because it is like a main attraction. And like you're cool with that. And so that's a beautiful thing in itself because I'm still like, is that okay? No, is it okay to be hairy? Is that because that for so long and in my previous relationship, like he was always complaining like you're spiky or this and like I felt like, oh, like I'm half Indian. It's very hard for me to keep on top of the hair situation. But again, I also kind of think it's something with me too. Like you get to call the shots for your body.  And you're going to go around trying to like fashion your body to fit someone else's needs. You're going to find yourself always feeling unhappy and not enough. I'm good with it most of the time. I really don't have to struggle. Like I feel happy with it. It brings me lots of joy and I'm thankful for that. So, you know, I have no complaints. It does wonderful things. Shout out to your pussy. Thank you guys for watching this video. In the comments section below, let me know what has your journey been with your own or with somebody else's vulva, vagina, pussy, whatever your preference is when it comes to both appearance and the smell of it. In addition, please go and subscribe to my new vlog channel. And of course, subscribe to this one. And while you're pressing buttons, like this video. Love you guys. Bye.


Addendum 1730.6 Received Audio Transmission The following audio transmission was picked up on monitoring equipment on the morning of February 1, 2016. The transmission, both speech and an encrypted signal that followed, has been repeating on a continuous loop since it was first detected. The contents of the transmission are accessible below. Hello, my name is Dr. Mohammed Scott, and I am a researcher within the SCP Foundation's Site 13 Temporal Studies Division. Myself and my team were abandoned within Site 13 during a recent catastrophic event, the full details of which we do not know. We are currently surrounded by hostile entities and other hazardous anomalies. Of the original 30 members of my team, only 12 remain. To any Foundation operatives listening on this channel, we are asking for assistance. Our supplies are dangerously low, as is our ammunition. Without aid, it is unlikely that we will last more than another month. Following this message will be an encrypted, adjusted CMS transmission. The cipheral boat was standard 1980s Foundation technology. The information within that transmission will contain our location, as well as we can describe it. The transmission is wired by Deadman's switch to myself, and will be played on a continuous loop until such time that I die. Please help us. Thank you. Addendum 1730.7 Updated Exploration Memorandum In light of recent information gathered by Foundation surveillance teams, it has been deemed pertinent to once again send exploration and recovery teams into Site 13. By order of Overwatch's command, SCP-1730's containment procedures have been updated. Mobile Task Force TAL-5, SAMSARA, is currently under consideration for deployment. Details to follow. Addendum 1730.8 Exploration and Recovery Log Transcripts Exploration Video Log Transcript Date ██ Exploration Team Mobile Task Force Apollo-3 Game Wardens Subject SCP-1730 Team Lead AP-3 Ross Team Members AP-3 Houston AP-3 NOAA AP-3 OHALO AP-3 VEGO Begin Log Radio's live, everybody good? Hang on, 60 seconds to insertion. Copy VEGO, you good? Yeah, I got it. We set? We're good. Alright, stay cool, keep your lights on. If you see anything suspect, hit your visors, and give everyone else the heads up. Remember, the internal topography of this place is unstable, so there's a pretty good chance we'll get separated. If we do, stay put until the place stabilizes, and somebody will come pick you up. Use your broadcasters if nobody's responding, and shoot anything at moves. Unless it's one of us, probably. Then definitely shoot. Team Laughs 30 seconds to insertion. Houston, you take lead. Our information suggests this entrance leads down a pretty long staircase, but there shouldn't be any other doors we encounter until we hit the bottom, so we should be more or less safe until we get there. Got it? Got it. Any other questions? Oh halo, you're quiet back there. I'm good boss. Alright, that's what I want to hear. 10 seconds to insertion. Here we go. Game Wardens, you are clear to begin operation. Let's roll. Team enters SCP-1730. As expected, initial interior space is a long descending staircase. AP-3 Houston takes lead. Team, we're monitoring you from here, but let us know if you hear, see, or experience anything unexpected. Copy. Team descends for three minutes. Interior of SCP-1730 is unlit, with the only luminescence coming from the shoulder mounted lights of MTF-AP-3. How we looking? Pretty good, we… See a door up here on the landing. I see it. Alright, that's unfortunate. Oh halo, Noah, keep an eye on our backs when we pass it, hang on. Team stops the landing. AP-3 Houston tries the door, but it is locked. There's air blowing underneath the door here. See where the dust kicked up? Yeah, Vigo, let's see that thermal camera. Alright, hang on. Here it is. 10 seconds silence. Yeah, no, I don't…  Team lead, you copied everything alright? Uh, yeah, we're good, still descending. Affirmative, just got some static, wanted to make sure you were good. Team continues to descend for three more minutes. Light, look. Yeah, Command Earth will light up ahead. Might be our exit, eyes open. Team descends for two minutes. Shit.   Alright, Command, be advised that the bottom of the stairwell is just missing. I don't know where the light we saw is coming from, but we go down about three more steps and we're in some sort of void. I don't see a bottom to it. Copy that, hang tight, Team, we're taking a look at this. What if we drop something in it? See how far down it goes.  AP-3 Ohio shrugs. Game wardens, go ahead and proceed back up. We'll see about another insertion point. Damn it. It's alright, we'll just… Ross, look, it's not a void, it's a liquid. It's just not reflecting light. Light at all. It's pitch black. Looks sort of like water. Hang on.  Command, how far are we to the bottom of the stairwell? One moment. You're about 15 meters below, we'll re-expect to the stairwell to end. Stellar. The photography is off here. Let's head back up a ways to see if we can find a different exit. Team lead, hold position for a moment. We're trying to determine your location right now. Hey Chief. Hold on. No look, it's…   Shit, alright boys, time to go. Fuck. Black liquid begins to quickly rise behind MTF AP-3. Team moves quickly up the stairwell in relative silence. It's gating on us. Fuck, come on. Jesus Christ, I… Houston, grab him. Ross, help. Shit, don't. My legs.  My legs. I… There's another door up here. Hurry. Hang on. Team enters door on the next landing. Door is slammed closed. Holy Jesus, what happened to his legs? Shit, Houston. Are you… I uh… Wait. What? What's happening? Do you read us? Yeah, sorry command. That all happened quickly. Houston fell coming up the stairs and his legs got covered in that… stuff. And now they're just gone. One clean cut, like they weren't there. I can actually still feel them guys, like… I can see they're not there, but it doesn't hurt, and I think I can stand up.  AP-3 Houston proceeds to stand up. He is missing his legs from the knees down, but appears to be floating as if they were still there. AP-3 Vega waves his hand underneath Houston's legs, which passes through the space unimpeded. Uh… Alright, so there's that. You aren't hurting, Houston? Nothing feels different.  Command, do we know anything about this? Negative. Alright, let's keep going then. Command, it looks like we're in a maintenance hallway or something similar. We've got pipes running up and down the walls, gauges and such. It's pretty warm here. They're on the wall. What happened to Site-13? It's a recurring phrase that keeps showing up written on the walls here, Command. Do we know that's not a meme? It isn't. None of the studies we ran uncovered any anomalous effects related to that phrase. We're still not sure why we keep finding it, though. Noted. Down this hall. Team continues in silence for four minutes. There at this time AP-3 know his camera disconnects suddenly. This information would not promptly relay to the Task Force. There's something up ahead, see? They're at the corner. Is that a person? Approach with caution, safety's off. Team approaches target in silence. Upon reaching target, video feed shows a severely disfigured, rotted human corpse, aged unknown, partially conjoined to the wall behind it. Several other spatial distortions are evident nearby, such as the ceiling and wall appearing to pull back into each other. But this is unnoticed by AP-3.  Good to finally see a familiar face. Guys, it's just Zachary. Thank God, Zachary. How'd you get down here? Silence. Us too, man.    Team lead, please be advised that you are under the effects of a powerful cognitohazard. We are attempting to upload a filter to your scramble risers. One moment. Nah, Command is alright. Just Zachary. We go way back, don't we buddy? AP-3 Vigo playfully punches the corpse, dislodging its jaw. The corpse does not respond. Zachary, we're looking for some other people trapped in here. Do you know how to get to the lower levels? Silence. Shit. Okay, okay, so wait. What's below that? Silence. Uh-huh. Silence. Shit, he's right. Where's Noah? The team turns and AP-3 Noah is not seen.  Zachary, stay here. Noah, do you read me? Noah, it's Ross. Do you hear me at all?  That's uncertain, Team Lead. Be advised, the upload is complete. Please restart your visors for the filter to take effect. Team restarts their visors. There we go. What was that? Oh gross. Command, there was a body in the wall down here. Looked like it's been fused into it or something.  Acknowledge Team Lead, proceed. Wait, look. Back there. You see shimmering? Is that gas? It looks like a gas leak.  Look behind it.  Approaching MTF AP-3 of the shimmering transparent humanoid construct, apparently the source of the spatial anomalies in this area. As its feet touch the ground, the floor begins to warp within space around them, stabilizing it until the entity passes by. MTF AP-Noah is visible hanging behind the entity, though the nature of the agent is uncertain as the spatial anomaly he has caught in appears to be extremely severe and very few of his features can be made out. Noah is seen attempting to move slightly, but continues to be twisted by the anomaly as it moves.   As the bullets approach, the trajectory changes and they twist and spin around the entity before falling harmless on the floor or lodging in the ceiling.  AP-3 Vigo is seen turning and attempting to pull away from an unseen force. From AP-3's O'Halo's camera, a long shimmering transparent appendage is seen stretching towards AP-3 Vigo, abstracting the wall closest to it as it moves. It wraps around AP-3 Vigo's left arm, which begins to visibly distort. Vigo screams, Houston, the anchor! Oh yeah. AP-3 Houston produced a miniature portable Scranton reality anchor, which he powers on and lobs towards the entity. There is a flash of red light, and for a split second the entity becomes visible as an extremely disfigured, grotesquely elongated humanoid, which exists for only a second before the spatial distortions surrounding it are anchored and violently reset, creating a massive pressure wave in the confined space. The team is momentarily incapacitated. Oh, my arm. AP-3 Vigo's left arm is bright red, but otherwise unscathed. AP-3 O'Halo assesses it. The color will go away, that's just the anchor cooling down. You good? Yeah, I'm alright, thanks. Jesus, Noah. Noah, are you there? Silence. Can any of you see Noah? Ross, here look, in the wall. As dust clears, AP-3 Noah becomes visible, partially fused with the wall, ceiling, and floor across 10 meters of hallway. The agent is unmoving. Uh-uh. Indistinct muttering. God. Command? Do you read me? Hello? We read you, team lead. We lost Noah, he's in the wall. Do you want us to proceed? One moment. Silence. Team lead, do you feel this return to the surface would be more dangerous than continuing your mission? I have no way of knowing that. We have no way of knowing what's in here. Everything in here is so fucked, it's incredible. I don't even know if we can get back, if we wanted to. None of the other teams have, have they? That is correct. Honestly, whatever happens down here can't be any worse than whatever we see on our way back. It probably doesn't make a difference. Whatever, let's keep going. Affirmative team lead, we are preparing another team to evac you in the event you reach your target. Insertion time is in 4 hours. You're sending another task force in here? What idiot's volunteered for that gig? Sam-Sara. Oh. Alright, cool, I copy. Team continues on for a short time, unimpeded. They pass through several other areas, including a ransacked infirmary, a cafeteria space melted in a slag, and a wing of containment units identified as Olympia-class that are no less than 100 meters in height. Eventually the team enters a room off of the main hallway that appears to be a telecommunication center, a single television illuminated on a wall across from them. This is weird. Stay cool, guys. Search this room. See if there's anything we can collect that they could use topside. These terminals have power, I'll collect a backup. There is a sound on the other end of the room, like static. Ohalo and Houston move towards the illuminated television. Is something broadcasting through this? The screen flickers and an image appears. The interior of a standard containment cell is shown, though is devoid of any comfort or belongings. A single red light behind the camera is on, poorly illuminating the space. A long figure is huddled in the corner. Hang on, is that?  What is it?  At the dimension of the name, the figure in the corner looks towards the camera. What? What do you want? Who is it? Jesus, my name is Carter Ross. I am an agent with the… actually, hang on, who are you? The figure shifts sideways, and more of its body becomes visible through the darkness. The red light illuminates its eyes, though little else of the figure can be made out. Mmm, you're different. You smell different. You know I can smell you even from here. You don't know that, though. They did, but you're not like them. They want the great lens to figure that out. They knew. They know. They will know. Mmm. You're Bobble the clown, yeah? The figure slides slowly across the wall of the cell, just out of range of the red light. Its movements are noticeably erratic. It comes closer to the camera. They had a number for me once, when I was Bobble, but your friends didn't like the number, said we identified with the numbers. Mmm, I'm not Bobble, but I am a thing that used to be Bobble. You're not where you're supposed to be, gun buddy. You don't match the air in here. You're out of place, just like I am. Just like we are. Uh-huh. What happened here? The Emerson played a tricky little game with the strings of the universe. He walked on them like a tightrope and was surprised when he fell. Tricky little Emerson didn't just want boxes, no, no, no. He wanted boxes full of ideas. Ideas like pain, horror, death. He worked very hard to stack those boxes on his string and broke the whole thing, and we all came tumbling down with him. How many other entities are in here? What else do you know? How many entities were swallowed by Site-13?  Everything made its way into Site-13. If the Foundation could find it and the Coalition could catch it, it would fed into the meat grinder down here. They mulched us all if there was nothing to gain. Some got lucky. Bobble got lucky, stuffed in a funny box and played with, toyed with, experimented with. See what sounds we made when we wanted to die. Others were not so lucky. They burned the library, you know, held it upside down like a can of soup and let the contents run out into the furnace, and burned the whole place up. They did other things, too. Worst things, Daddy Emerson liked it. He watched it all, every time. Got his jollies off watching it. What worst things? The unidentified figure approaches the camera and comes fully into view, illuminated by the red light. A significant portion of its body is distorted by video static that moves as it moves. This static appears to be cutting into the tissue of the figure's body, creating large lacerations that ooze a dark yellow fluid. As it moves, the figure appears to be slotting off large portions of its mass, which are replaced with static. Half of its face slots off as it nears the camera, and one eye becomes shrouded in static. Every worst thing. Chief, we're picking up something on the radio. I think it's the survivor's signal. We must be getting close. All right, let's keep moving. Have fun, boys. Don't let the bedbugs bite.  AP-3 team passes out of the telecommunications room and into the main hallway. Following the strength of the signal discovered by AP-3 Vigo, they near an area that appears to be a cryogenic containment unit, similar to those utilized in the deep-funged cryogenic's wire ring of Site-19. As they pass through this area, command loses the signal of each member of the team, with only interim and static being broadcast. This continues for thirty minutes before a signal is received again. Command, command, are you there? Do you read me? Houston, reread you. Are you all right? Is everyone all right?  We've been trying to reach you forever. Yeah, we've found the survivors. We're holed up down here in… I don't know what you'd call this place, but it's not conducive to habitation. We're looking at twenty, maybe thirty people? We've found some other agents of ours too. A few mole rats and a guy from the Travelers. They all ended up down here. Are you prepared to evac? Uh, yeah. So that's not going to happen the way I think we wanted to. Not currently. It's a whole lot worse here than we had anticipated, Command. I don't know how they ever locked some of this stuff up.  Like really real. We keep hearing things down the hallways nearby. I think whatever is out there is looking for us. I think they're angry. If they find us, we don't have the bullets to keep them down, let alone get these people out. Where is Ross? He's been trying to get some defenses ready with the others, in case they come tonight. It's not looking good, you know. I don't know if you guys have a backup plan, but we'll take any ideas. How long have you been down there? Uh, maybe three days? Affirmative. Apollo 3 Team, be advised that we are activating and inserting TAL-5 for rescue and recovery.


Gregory is looking to share a post that he put on his Facebook business page. In this case, it's a video he uploaded over to his personal profile so that his friends, colleagues, classmates, et cetera can see it as well. Now, the way to do that is, you know, Gregory, you're on your Facebook business page. You want to share it to your personal. The way you do that is you have to click on yourself on the top right. You see next to promote, next to the magnifying glass, there's a little picture of you, the drop down. There you go, click on that, and then click on interacting with Gregory instead. Okay, so click there. Yep. And now you're interacting on your business page as your personal person. And now when you click on share, let's go ahead and try that and then you don't have to fully share it. But when you click on the share button, now it says share now with friends or share to your story or more buttons or more options. Anyway, that's how you could try those different things. Thank you. Thank you. That's super, super helpful. The confusion for me has been that in the past, up until recent weeks. Right. There was a little button. There was something there. So I was never aware of the upper. They used to have that toggle, but now the toggle is on the top right. Yeah, yeah. Or now they're on the right side. There you go. Yeah, yeah. Awesome. Okay. Thank you. That's it. That was very helpful. Good.


A lot of people have pictures of the sneakers on there. This is a great question and honestly this brings back some good memories. But even just looking at a couple of my sneaker boxes right here, you can see some of these have photos on them. Let's take it back to the face box there though. This is the good times. But as you see on the tag right here, you can easily just read the tag and it says Air Jordan 6 and then it has the colorway, black, deep infrared. I get that. Back in the day, there wasn't times where you had these display cases like this. You had to rely solely on a bunch of boxes being stacked up like this and being able to remember which shoe it is. For example, you see all these boxes right here? How do you know which one is which? Obviously in a situation like this with my 2 DMP packs, yeah, we know. I know what the shoes are, but it just still looked cool. So before we had the luxury of sneaker containers like this back in the day, we had to solely rely on our memory or just having a ton of shoes all over the floor. So we had to try to keep it organized by having our shoes in the boxes and the best way I identify the box when you have hundreds of pairs of shoes or even you know, 50 pairs or whatever, you just put a photo on there and it was way easier to identify and grab that shoe when you need it.