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You could probably find some in Radio Shack or something. Best Buy.
Closest Best Buy is 45 minutes away and the last Radio Shack around here went out of business last month
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Closest Best Buy is 45 minutes away and the last Radio Shack around here went out of business last month
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Go ahead and do that then.
The only issue is that I don't even know of any repair shops around here. I'm going to google it here in a bit, but I don't know of any.
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Well, that's not good at all. If the motherboard is bending, no doubt about it, get longer screws. Better yet, call the manufacturers and ask them if that's supposed to happen.
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There are weird people out there.
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For what? And bending the motherboard is very bad.
I called MSI Support and the guy on there told me that I need mounting posts, and that my case was supposed to come with some. Since I got it from a nobody website for really cheap, the posts didn't come with the posts. He said I could easily go to a local repair shop an just pick up some that they most likely have lying around.
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The ones you bought also didn't know what your other hardware would be.
Do I need some sort of support mount as well? The screws I do manage to get in are bending the motherboard to some extent.
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Get longer screws?
My dad says not to because these ones came with the stuff I bought.
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Why?
My guess is that the screws aren't long enough to go through the case and the motherboard enough to tighten up. But I don't know.
I can't screw my motherboard into the case.
Starting to plug things into my motherboard. Do I need the power supply to be plugged in in both these places?
Neptune sighed. As the night drew closer, he found himself getting hungry. There weren't many places he could eat while he was in duty, but the bar offered a deal where guards could eat for free as long as they stepped in and helped in any confrontation that occurred while they were there. He decided he'd save a penny and eat there, knowing full well what the conditions were. He stepped into the bar, immediately recognizing the people within. Mostly potential troublemakers, but a few were not. Namely the two who were to soon begin a conversation.
"High-cap power cells?..." Neptune muttered under his breath. A bit if a high goal to strive for, if he knew anything about power, which he did. He watched the man who spoke up out of the corner of his eye, in case an underhanded trade was in the works here in the bar. It wouldn't be surprising, considering that the bar is where the root of most of Neptune's problems arose.
"What c'n I do ya fer" the bartender said, snapping Neptune out of his trance. An older fellow who was missing most of his teeth. Neptune didn't blame the guy for his manner of speech, considering this.
"What do you have in stock as far as meals go, Sherm?"
"Jus' gotta box fulla country fried steaks. Still good, ta. Surprising, ain't it?"
"Never had one before. If you're right about them still being good, I'll take that then. With some potatoes."
"Comin' up!"
"Thank you." Neptune looked around again, waiting to see if anything was going to happen. He couldn't help but feel as if he needed to get to know some people, but he moved from settlement to settlement so much that he just didn't bother anymore.
"High-cap power cells?..." Neptune muttered under his breath. A bit if a high goal to strive for, if he knew anything about power, which he did. He watched the man who spoke up out of the corner of his eye, in case an underhanded trade was in the works here in the bar. It wouldn't be surprising, considering that the bar is where the root of most of Neptune's problems arose.
"What c'n I do ya fer" the bartender said, snapping Neptune out of his trance. An older fellow who was missing most of his teeth. Neptune didn't blame the guy for his manner of speech, considering this.
"What do you have in stock as far as meals go, Sherm?"
"Jus' gotta box fulla country fried steaks. Still good, ta. Surprising, ain't it?"
"Never had one before. If you're right about them still being good, I'll take that then. With some potatoes."
"Comin' up!"
"Thank you." Neptune looked around again, waiting to see if anything was going to happen. He couldn't help but feel as if he needed to get to know some people, but he moved from settlement to settlement so much that he just didn't bother anymore.
Neptune stepped outside, knowing full well that the two individuals inside couldn't get out any way except through him. He waved a few guards and a wagon over to take away the captives. The wagon was for the wounded one. "Let's have these two put away for a bit. Alcohol may or may not have influenced their actions, and I want to find out." Neptune was fully aware of what happened to people who committed capital crimes, and if alcohol wasn't involved, they would definitely be let go with a simple ban from the bar. If not, well...
The town couldn't afford to hold any prisoners for long, since there were only two rudimentarily put together cells. He just hoped that they were under the influence. Odd to think about at first, but at least they'd get a second chance. He began walking down the road again, whistling Yankee Doodle and hoping the rest of the day was calm.
The town couldn't afford to hold any prisoners for long, since there were only two rudimentarily put together cells. He just hoped that they were under the influence. Odd to think about at first, but at least they'd get a second chance. He began walking down the road again, whistling Yankee Doodle and hoping the rest of the day was calm.
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