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soracities · 7 months
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Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451 [ID in ALT]
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incorrectpeterparker · 2 months
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Peter: Getting up a 6am made me realize that 6am isn’t a place it’s an emotion
Tony: 6am isn’t a place at all
Peter: That’s because it’s an emotion
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rotten7rat · 3 months
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BATFILES: Dick Grayson
FULL NAME: Richard John Grayson
ALIAS: Nightwing, prev. Robin
DATE OF BIRTH: March 21, 1991
HAIR: Black, wavy and thick
EYES: Dark blue
SKINTONE: Deep tan
HEIGHT: 5'10"/177cm
WEIGHT: 175lbs/80kg
ETHNIC BACKGROUND: Romani (tracing back to Spain, Romania, France and India mainly)
DISTINCTIVE SCARS AND MARKINGS: moles on face and body, piercing scar on left earlobe, small scar on chin
LANGUAGES: English, Romani (not fluent anymore), Japanese, Mandarin, Cantonese, Russian, Spanish, French, ASL (not entirely fluent), and some Tamaran
ADDITIONAL INFORMATION: suffers from regular pain in left knee due to injury acquired during early Nightwing days
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padawansuggest · 1 year
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Anakin: *to Rex* What would be a worse way to die; set on fire, or sliced in half by a saber.
Obi-Wan: *handing Cody a cup of caff* Anakin, you’re so odd. I plan on dying peacefully in my sleep, snuggled up in Alpha’s big burly arms.
Alpha 17: whooooo *high fives Obi-Wan while other clones agree around them*
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slythereen · 7 months
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i know charles said he chose 16 because he wanted 7 (1+6) but whenever i think about it it’s impossible for me not to think about “what charles is doing is a continuance of jules’ legacy” and 16 following 17
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fullmoonhijinks · 3 months
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Nick: I’m telling you, you’re looking at summer ending and Emma wanting nothing to do with you as a negative, when actually…
Jacob:
Nick:
Nick: Well actually it’s mostly negative, isn’t it
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colderthanthemoon · 4 months
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cleromancy · 5 months
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various tim loved ones: tim im begging you please get help
tim: BITING YOU BITING YOU BITING YOU BITING YOU
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deus-ex-mona · 4 months
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me when the bacteria c o l o n i s e s
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#m a n. i thought that the sample would turn out negative for bacteria (like the rest have been for the past. what. year and a quarter(?))#esp since the agar testing stick things used were freshly expired (thanks for the expired reagents workplace; cost cutting ftw!!!!)#but. ewwwwwwwwwwww it actually grewwwwwwwwwwww#and the small stick thing was covered from like top to bottom in countless dark red colonies. ewwwwwwwwww#all ​the other agar stick things were completely clean though so it was def a problem with the sample and not with my handling of the agar#in any case!!!!!!! it was the first time i saw a positive for bacteria growth on a sample and!!!!#it was also my first time reporting the results for this test!!!! without any of the test-familiar staff around!!! so!!!!! not fun!!!!!!!!#i didn’t even k n o w what they meant when they asked to ‘describe the colour/appearance of the colonies’ bc the managers’ expectations are.#just. *weird*. sometimes. ughhhhhh im ready for the inevitable groupchat callout on tuesday with ‘who taught you to report like this????’s#well e x c u s e me for not knowing sir you never taught me how to report colony growths or anything auauaaaaaaaaaa#but is ok!!!!!! i’m taking tuesday off anyway!!!! it’ll be the tuesday workers’ problem now!!!!!!!! good luck guys!!!!!!!#at least there was no fungi either… now *that* would’ve been extra gross#the bio class flashbacks were r e a l today… thank god i don’t ever have to open that stupid pharmacopoeia ever again#also reminds me of (one of) my stupidest moments in a bio class though…#back in the days of yore (read: anatomy class in the year of ‘17) i was an absolutely horrible student who’d never fail to nap in class#so when my lecturer asked connecting questions down the class register…#yk stuff like asking student 1 to ‘name a type of cell’ and then asking student 2 to ‘name an organelle that a [student 1’s cell] contains’#he asked the girl before me to name a hormone. she answered ‘growth hormone’. and i was like. dammit. idk where it’s found. lolhelp.#(bc i never read ahead either + the growth hormone didn’t even show up in lessons during that school term)#so when he inevitably asked me to ‘name the organ that produces the growth hormone’ i answered (exact quote) ‘i don’t know; the ovaries????’#the class laughed. sad. the lecturer retorted with sth like ‘then are you saying that boys can’t grow?’ and i just shrugged#the girl after me (who incidentally has the same first+last name as me phonetically speaking) gave him the right answer thoughhhh#i hope i managed to buy my name twin enough time to look up the correct answer (if she didn’t already know it) with my stupid guess#yeahhhhhh ​i do n o t miss bio class. at all. giggity#anyways that’s enough flashback sequences for one year. can’t believe the next year’s less than 10 days away tbh. can’t wait!!!!!!!!
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chiss-ticism · 1 year
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Here's a random assortment of quotes I collected in relation to Thrawn, the Chiss Ascendancy, the Grysks, and the Unknown Regions that caught my eye during my read-through of their canon material. Admittedly, having finished typing them all out - they're mostly focused on the Ascendancy though the other topics of mentioned do get their own individual spotlights, even if they are a bit more dim Hardly would I consider this to be an exhaustive exploration into either Thrawn as a character or the Ascendancy as a society, but rather minute things that pinged my attention as I read HEAVY SPOILERS AHEAD, I can't stress enough to try and give the books themselves a try before reading through these and, should you choose to continue otherwise, please read through them at your own risk:
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Nine Ruling Families
Ufsa
Irizi
Dasklo
Clarr
Chaf
Plikh
Boadil
Mitth
Obbic
Chiss Family Ranks
Blood
Cousin
Ranking Distant
Trial Born
Merit Adoptive
Political Hierarchy
Patriarch - Head of the family.
Speaker - Head of the family's delegation to the Syndicure.
Syndic Prime - Head syndic.
Syndic - Member of the Syndicure, the main governmental body.
Patriel - handles family affairs on a planetary scale.
Councilor - Handles family affairs at a local level.
Aristocra - Mid-level member of one of the Nine Ruling Families.
Military Ranks
Supreme Admiral
Supreme General
Fleet Admiral
Senior General
Admiral
General
Mid Admiral
Mid General
Commodore
Senior Captain
Mid Captain
Junior Captain
Senior Commander
Mid Commander
Junior Commander
Lieutenant Commander
Lieutenant
Senior Warrior
Mid Warrior
Junior Warrior
- "Interesting offer," Anakin said. And now, finally, he was close enough. Taking a deep breath, he stretched out to the Force. The intruder wasn't human, though of course Anakin had already guessed that. He was near-human, though, like many other species in the Republic. But the texture of his mind was unlike anything Anakin had ever touched before. It was neat and well ordered, the patterns of though flowing smoothly and precisely in ways not unlike those of scientists or mathematicians. But the content of that flow, and the muted emotions accompanying it, were completely opaque. It was like a neat and precise array of unfamiliar numbers. (Thrawn Alliances, p. 36) -
"I understood travel into the Unknown Regions was difficult." "Indeed," Thrawn said. "The hyperlanes are few and not easy to traverse. But system jumps are possible if a traveler has sufficient time and is content with traversing limited distances." "And if one was not content with limited distances?" "One would need a careful study of the border," Thrawn said. "Millenia ago a set of chained supernova explosions throughout this particular region threw planet- and moon-sized masses at high speeds across the stars. The movements of those masses continually alter the hyperlanes, changing the paths in ways that are difficult to calculate. Other phenomena in other parts of the border created similar borders. The hyperlanes that remain largely intact are beset with other dangers." (A Conversation between Thrawn and Vader, Thrawn Alliances, p. 64) -
"You will first appreciate that this is among the most closely guarded secrets of the Chiss Ascendancy," he said. "As I noted when we first reached this region of space, there are few stable hyperlanes into and through the Unknown Regions. Because of this, most species stay close to their own systems, preferring to travel along shorter lanes and unwilling to take the time necessary for the much slower jump-by-jump travel." "But the Chiss do not wish to be so limited?" "Indeed not," Thrawn said, a hint of contempt creeping into his voice. "For all their pronouncements of non-interference in others' activities, the Aristocras have a deep desire to know what those activities consist of. Our scouts range far and wide, entering even into the parts of space once claimed by the Republic and now claimed by the Empire." He gestured. "As you well know.""
"I have been so informed by the Emperor," Vader said stiffly. Again, Thrawn was poking uncomfortably close to the edge. "Tell me about the children." "We do not have nav computers able to plot safe paths through the chaos of the Unknown Regions hyperspace," Thrawn said. "Nor do the Chiss produce appreciable numbers of Force-sensitives, though we call their gift Third Sight. But when such rare individuals are born, they come to us with but one ability, that of precognition." And suddenly Vader understood. The same ability that allowed him to peer into the future far enough to know when and where an attack was coming was being used by the Chiss to sense dangers looming ahead of a ship in time to avoid them. "They navigate your ships," he said. "Finding and mapping temporary hyperlanes even as they steer new paths along them." "Exactly," Thrawn waved a hand in the direction of the girls' quarters. "You can now appreciate the reason for our secrecy. An enemy wishing to duplicate our success cannot simply steal a computer or computer program. He must take rare and precious living beings from us." His eyes narrowed. "That cannot be allowed." (Thrawn Alliances, p. 352) -
There was a flicker in Thrawn's sense. Vader looked up, to see a small smile on his face. "Do you find this amusing, Admiral?" he challenged. "No, not at all, my lord," Thrawn hastened to assure him. "I was simply recalling a memory. I told you the Chiss call this talent Third Sight. What I hadn't yet spoken of is the title these navigators are given once they take their posts." "Which is?" "The Cheunh word is ozly-eschembo," Thrawn said. "In basic it translates to 'sky-walker.' " Another small smile. "You can imagine my momentary surprise when I first encountered General Anakin Skywalker." (Thrawn Alliances, p. 360) -
For another moment Thrawn remained silent. Then he took a slow, measured breath. "Yes," he said. "Though ironically such devices are of no use to our own people. Yes it was a Chiss shuttle you saw, my lord. But my message to the Grysks, and its importance to the Empire still remain." "Do they?" Vader countered. "Was your message to warn the Grysks away from the Empire? Or was it a warning to whatever group of Chiss are working with them that you are aware of their presence?" Thrawn smiled faintly. But Vader could sense the pain behind the smile. "Why can it not be both?" "Was it both?" Thrawn turned away. "There were stirrings of political conflict when I left my people for the Empire those many years ago," he said. "I assumed the Aristocras would settle their differences, as they have so many times before. This time, perhaps they could not. Or perhaps the Grysks have made deeper inroads into our culture than I'd hoped." Vader gazed at the Chiss, feeling the dark irony deep within him. "So you who have never hidden your contempt for the Republic's handling of the Clone Wars now stand on the edge of your own civil war?" "Or have already taken our first steps into it," Thrawn said. "If one side is already under the control of the Grysks..." He shook his head. "Your earlier though was perhaps closer to the mark than you knew. Perhaps the true purpose of closing the border is to prevent me from bringing the Empire against them." (Thrawn Alliances, p. 444) -
"Acknowledged," Eli called back, mentally rolling his eyes. The majority of Chiss names were composed of multiple syllables in three distinct parts, the first of which identified the person's family, the second of which was the given name, and the third of which reflected some social factor Eli hadn't yet figured out. Since using multisyllable titles all the time could seriously bog down conversations -and worse, timely military orders- the normal convention was to use core names for everything except in the most formal situations. (Thrawn Treason, p. 55) -
He turned, fixing her with such an intense look that she reflexively drew back a little. "What's happened to our capital, Ziara?" "The same thing that happened to the whole planet," Ziara said quietly. "I'm sorry - I shouldn't have done that to you, but you're not supposed to know." "To know what? That the people of Csilla are gone?" "Oh, they're not gone," she said. "Well, yes, most of them are, but the big exodus happened over a thousand years ago. What they taught you in school about how the changes in the sun's output and the slow freezing of the surface forced the population of Csilla underground is mostly true. What the histories leave out is that the numbers that moved below were a far cry from the four billion who'd been living here at the time." "Where did they go?" "Other planets," Ziara said. "Mostly Rentor, Avidich, and Sarvchi. The Syndicure and fleet headquarters were kept here, along with a lot of cargo and merchant facilities. Some of the families moved their homesteads to worlds where they already had strong presences, but most didn't want to leave Csilla entirely." "They also moved underground?" "Right," Ziara said. "My family's new homestead - well, new as of a thousand years ago - is in a huge cavern about two kilometers below the surface. Still on our same land, of course. The Irizi are a bit obsessive about territory and history." "So how many people actually live on Csilla?" "Sixty or seventy million," Ziara said. "Though all of the official records put the number at eight billion. " She waved at the city around them. "All of this is just for show." "For whom?" "Our visitors," she said. "Our alien trading partners." She felt her throat tighten. "Our enemies." "So a few continue to live aboveground to create the illusion," Thrawn murmured. "Light and heat are also maintained. Tube cars continue to travel across the remaining cities, pretending to be the traffic of a thriving population." He looked at Ziara . "I presume that on the far side our tube will descend into one of the tunnels?" She nodded. "There are a few hundred people in Csaplar at any given time. They're rotated out frequently so they don't have to put up with the conditions up here for very long. The rest of the city - the real city- is spread out in caverns, mostly concentrated around the Syndicure complex. More illusion for our diplomatic visitors." "And of course, most civilian visitors and merchants stay close to one of the spaceports," Thrawn said, nodding. "The activity there and round the government complex disguises the emptiness of the rest of the city. (Thrawn Ascendancy: Chaos Rising, p. 247) -
Thalias sighed. So embarrassing... "I was going to say you're ten now," she said. "And that reminded me that I missed your starday. I'm so sorry. With all that was going on last month, I just totally forgot it." "It's okay," Che'ri said, hunching her shoulders. Her voice was quiet, and Thalias could hear the distant hurt beneath it. "It's not like I remember being taken to the skylight to see my first star. And, you know. Parties and treasure-puzzle poems are mostly for little kids." (Starday Celebrations, Thrawn Ascendancy: Greater Good p. 25) -
"I'm currently on a wandering year, Councilor Lakuviv," Yoponek said. "I'm traveling the Ascendancy, seeking knowledge and experience outside the classroom walls." "Ah," Lakuviv said, nodding. Wandering years were a staple of some families: a gap year after basic schooling when a young person could travel and learn, meditate and self-examine, before returning to advanced schooling or other job training. Proponents of the program claimed it helped young people better decide their goals and talents in order to avoid false starts in future studies. Critics saw it as a waste of parental money, with little evidence that it did anything but allow the midager to wallow in an extended period of self-indulgent laziness. Cynics said its true purpose was to get them out form underfoot during what was traditionally the most pompous and condescending time in their lives. (Wandering Years & "Midagers", Thrawn Ascendancy: Greater Good p. 57)
- Sky-walker Bet'nih was at the navigation station, with Caregiver Soomret standing behind her. Their presence meant no non-bridge personnel were permitted. (Thrawn Ascendancy, Greater Good: p. 294) -
Jump to a system. Come out of hyperspace. Confirm position. Move through space-normal to the departure point necessary to line up for the next jump. Recheck possible hyperspace anomalies between jump points. Jump to the next point on the list, which was seldom more than five or six star systems away. Come out of hyperspace. Repeat.
(a description of jump-by-jump travel, Thrawn Ascendancy: Greater Good, p. 332) -
"Again, Pathfinder, calm yourself," Jixtus said, more severely this time. "The Grysks lay blame only where it's deserved, and only on those who fail us. Each of our servants is responsible solely for his own decisions and actions, not for another's" "Yes, sir," Qilori said, feeling his winglets and his tension subsiding. He'd never heard of a species by that name. Or a faction, if that's what they were. Or a combine, or a gang, or something else entirely. A name by itself really didn't contain much information. (Thrawn Ascendancy: Greater Good, p. 404) - Many years ago, when Senior Captain Xodlak'in'daro first joined the Expansionary Defense Fleet, there had been an elaborate ceremony to celebrate her rematching form her birth family to the Xodlak family. Lakinda didn't remember much about the ritual except that it was big and flashy and completely overwhelmed her simple commoner tastes. ... Of all the duties foisted on low-ranking family members, Aristocra Mitth'ras'safis had often heard the task of welcoming new merit adoptives to their formal rematching dinner was one of the worst. The newcomers were either highly skilled additions to the Mitth, in which case they tended to have an overblown opinion of themselves and their value; or they were freshly initiated into the Ascendancy military. Nearly all of the blood, cousins, and ranking distants opted out of reception duty, leaving most of the burden to fall on Trial-borns and other merit adoptives, none of whom had enough pull to avoid it. (Rematching Parties, Thrawn Ascendancy: Lesser Evil, p. 35 & 39) -
The Universal Analysis Group on Sposia was the clearinghouse where all alien artifacts and technology collected by the Ascendancy were taken to be studied. Most of the historical pieces eventually went to museums or art collections, while most of the technological items proved too damaged or fragmentary to be of any use and were either cataloged into storage chambers or simply destroyed. But every so often a piece of technology was found that was complete enough to be studied. Those rare items were taken to a special underground complex where teams of scientists and techs worked painstakingly to coax out their secrets. And occasionally - very occasionally- one of those was deemed of military value and moved to Vault Four. (Thrawn Ascendancy: Lesser Evil, p. 53) -
"You're absolutely sure?" Thalias pressed again, smiling to herself. As the Springhawk's only two civilians, she and Che'ri were supposedly allowed to wear whatever clothing they liked on duty. (Thrawn Ascendancy: Lesser Evil p. 63) -
But not just any warship. This craft was huge: three, possibly even four times bigger than the Whetstone. The bow bristled with clusters of spectrum lasers, with more lasers and missle tubes pointed toward the Kiljis from the massive weapons shoulders. Lines of running lights marked the flanks and dorsal spine, accenting the warship length and sheer presence. (A description of a Grysk Shatter-class WarMaster. Thrawn Ascendancy: Lesser Evil p. 88) -
Millennia ago, the Chiss had traveled extensively in Lesser Space, where legends said the inhabitants used computerized machines to chart their way between the stars. (Thrawn Ascendancy: Lesser Evil, p. 124) -
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boygirlctommy · 5 months
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"first their flag burns, and then they burn" GO OFF?????
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Sam: *visibly pissed* dean youre such mother fucker
Dean: I’m actually a father fucker I’ll have you know *making direct eye contact with John*
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straight stolen from @freshwatercatfishjpegimage
Its just.. its so true, if you actualy think about any Marvel movie plot and pick it appart a TEENY TINY bit you'll notice just how fucking dubious it is
Dr. Strange didnt explain the runes spell to Peter, kinda non-consentually almost entirely fucking over Peters life for... ever. Imagine if Strange's spell DIDNT back fire, if Peter didnt question Strange's "It was nice knowing you, Spider-man".
Peter would be forever forgotten by everyone he cared about and Strange was fine with that, once he thought it over (probably during the whole being-trapped-in-the-mirror-dimension thing) he clearly didnt want to cast the spell, didnt want to forget Peter. But he didnt think of that when initially casting the spell.
Strange even refused to cast the spell again, realizing how catastrophical it would be for Peters life
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Christmas Present? The non Tolkien bit caught my interest.
For the WIP ask game. This is a very fun, off the wall one for me lol
A little backstory. Last November, I starred as the Ghost of Christmas Present in a musical production of the Christmas Carol. It was a fun time (even though the script sucked and the casting wasn't great and we were supposed to be doing a better show hyped up all summer but couldn't at the last minute- but it went well and the people made up for it so it's ok), and in preparation I watched the Muppets Christmas Carol twice within the span of a few weeks, along with a few other adaptations. So I had it pretty solidly In The Brain.
I was joking with fellow castmates after we finished the show and one brought up the idea of the Christmas ghosts being actual dead people. So I went "Yeah I died on Christmas Eve like seven hours ago but this Scrooge guy sucks so I'm gonna help him turn his life around". And then I couldn't get the idea out of my head that Scrooge isn't special and other people have been visited by Christmas ghosts, and that Christmas Present in particular is just a random cheery festive person who dies on Christmas Eve and gets recruited to turn the annual old grouch into someone decent. And then I gave in and wrote bits of fanfic about it. Please bear in mind that I have never read the original book, and that this is purely for fun.
"I have told you what I am already, sir, and I assure you that my title would suffice. But if you insist upon a Christian name, I was called Mary in life. An apter name now than I knew then- merry indeed!" "In life?" "Just because the word spirit can be metaphorical, doesn't mean it is!”
"Have you nothing keeping you chained to the world besides your own wicked deeds? Is there nothing to give your life meaning beyond squeezing every drop of profit you can manage out of it?" "Oh, and I suppose you are here out of simple love for Christmas?" he snapped, but despite his tone the spirit's face lit up with a brilliant smile. "Not quite, I'm afraid. Mary Hark loved a girl named Winter. It was she that gave me these-" the spirit lifted the garlands of bright paper chains around her neck "-not that she knew what they would become. But I don't mind. I just want to see her as happy as she can be, one last time, at my favorite time of year. Which is why, Mr. Roberts, we really ought to head out."
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fullmoonhijinks · 2 months
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*After gathering wood*
Jacob: Hey, how’d it go with Abi?
Nick, bleeding slightly: Fantastic.
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cloakperson · 1 year
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Every DHMIS character ever. ranked (first post kind of)
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#dhmis#don't hug me i'm scared#oh god oh fuck#Once again#another L taken by the dyslexic community. You know#I've actually dedicated the past 7 years of my life to specifically bullying people with dyslexia over the internet. I have built up a bulk#storing each persons name#social medias#phone numbers#and occasionally even addresses so I can harass them at any point in time. I spend at least half of my day simply researching which people#and because of my persistent work towards my cause#I have catalogued a total of 61#637 people (and growing by the second). It has gotten to the point of where I have partially automated the process by having several differ#that person will be added to the database. I am actually the main owner of the critically acclaimed (17 followers) Twitter account#“Dyslexics Taking L's”#and have gained major traction on several tweets#with my most popular tweet reaching 50 likes and 1#285 quote retweets. And I've even put my Reddit community of r/DyslexicHate to good use#and have made my catalogue visible to all 88 members of the community so we can keep the online harassment at maximum efficiency. I have ev#I will eventually erase dyslexic people off the internet#and hopefully eventually the planet. Most of those internet NORMIES would take this as me being a crazy#insane#or unstable person#but at least I have a cause I'm putting myself towards#and I have the willpower to go all the way through with it.#Oh#and by the way#within the time of me typing this (which wasn't that long#as I am a keyboard wizard who can type at 133WPM and is number 1 ranked in TypeRacer)#my catalogue has now grown to 61
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