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drinks a potion of greater flight and immediately launches into the dungeon ceiling at 60 mph, snapping my neck and killing me instantly

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getting some work done on the Big Potion Spreadsheet before bed

which one do you think would be funniest to randomly die from after test-quaffing an unidentified potion?

#game dev #indie game #indie rpg #rpg #indiedev #indie dev #go into the fucking dungeon #development

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extremely funny to me that like just 5 years ago everyone was (rightfully) making fun of the concept of ai/robots being used as a racism allegory in sci fi, because obviously nobody would ever treat a robot like that, and now we have the world's most GAD-inflicted internet users calling for a literal butlerian jihad. crazy how things change

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extremely funny to me that like just 5 years ago everyone was (rightfully) making fun of the concept of ai/robots being used as a racism allegory in sci fi, because obviously nobody would ever treat a robot like that, and now we have the world's most GAD-inflicted internet users calling for a literal butlerian jihad. crazy how things change

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heard it was dunmeshi thursday so i wanted to make a chimera for funsies

#girl #horror #body horror #cw body horror

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an animate suit of armor, a blue light pours from it's visor like an unshuttered lantern, moths flutter around it.

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For a prompt; girl climbing out of machine with blood in it

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why do people keep saying 'enthusiast' like this with air quotes. this is like the fifth person that's accused me of being an ai 'enthusiast'. the term you're looking for is 'ai researcher' or maybe 'ai engineer', given that the latter is my actual job title. i do this shit for a living! i am not some linkedin frat boy in san francisco, i actually build shit and i have been building shit since before anyone on this godforsaken site has even heard the word 'GPT-2'. really weird!

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i dont think telling random people on tumblr to kill themselves is productive

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chalice overflowing with the old blood

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a paleblood moon

#girl

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i don't know if you realized this but that person you keep reblogging art from (s*ldierexclipse) draws a lot of disgusting gross gooner shit like d*bcon and m*mmy k*nk so you should probably stop

wow this person sounds awful i should go get married to them right away

#bringing back the hits

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looking down into an alien canyon from the cliff's edge

imagine its upside down

#girl

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a ladder extending both high into the sky and deep into the ocean

#girl

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something is going to eat you

#girl

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Tall black haired girl in a bloodstained uniform looking into a mirror with a Kubrick Stare

#girl

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Chum 90: Sam vs Pumice

For a few breathless heartbeats, it almost seems like we might just manage to wrest some semblance of control over this fresh waking nightmare. Rampart is an absolute bastion, his indomitable form weathering the relentless metallic storm with a stoicism that borders on the supernatural. And while I'm still struggling to keep up, to shield the wounded and herd the civilians to safety, at least the chaos has settled into a sort of grim, grinding routine.

That's when the hooded figure emerges from the crowd.

One moment, I'm hauling myself to the nearest cover, injuries screaming in protest. The next, I hear footsteps the size of an elephant somewhere between 1-3 feet behind me.

That's when the hand closes around the back of my neck in an unbreakable vise, and the world turns inside out. My body whipsaws through the air in a dizzying spiral. Every muscle goes rigid in a full-body spasm, tendons straining against the crushing force of that merciless grip as my vision swims in a kaleidoscope of sickening vertigo.

For a few disorienting moments, I'm simply along for the ride, a helpless passenger in my own personal cyclone of violence. Then, just as abruptly, the motion ceases and I'm hurtling in a flat arc directly towards the thrashing, contorting form of the man writhing at the heart of this maelstrom.

I have just enough time to register the glint of metal shards and rivets erupting from the thing's flesh in waves of agony, a razor forest of serrated edges and wicked points fanning outward in a deadly semicircle. Then, with absolutely zero time to spare, my world explodes into a blinding starburst of white-hot torment.

#writing #web serial #alt history #superhero #sci fi #chum #chum web serial #chumpdate