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forgetful-nerd · 4 months
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You know what would be such good angst material?
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These two meeting.
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greyhavenisback · 3 months
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Help! My spouse (42, M) wants to start a fannish collection (figurines and stuff) BUT he thinks it's childish (fuck you society for telling him that). Please help me prove him wrong by reblogging this with photos or descriptions of your own collections (bonus points if you're over 30 and a dude so he can easily relate). Thanks!
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passsionfish · 1 year
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nightshade transformers earthspark is a guardians of gahoole fan they told me themself.
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lesbiangiratina · 7 months
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actually i want to talk about lady some more so she's not mute by choice but she did choose to leave her throat more or less the way it is because when she thought about it, she liked the fact that random people can't have access to her voice anymore because she's a very private person and doesn't like sharing all of herself with strangers. the fact that they could hear her voice and demand that from her and connect with her in a way that felt too intimate to her was something she had always felt uncomfortable about
and she's very kind and loving and friendly but also currently prizes having her own space and controlling how much she's perceived and remembered by others so she's happy to have no voice
and she's happy to be disabled in general, sometimes
obviously it's not exactly fun to be disabled most of the time and she doesn't like feeling fatigued etc! it can be frustrating and othering
but she still loves her new, slow body because her old one was actively falling apart. and she's just relieved to be alive. :) it's really simple lol but something that means a lot to me
#& there are just unexpected benefits for her like the voice thing#i'm literally............................. just sharing key fic themes lol but that's ok bc it's still a wip and it might help me#come up with more ideas if i ramble & i don't want to emulate marvel wrt keeping everything in your story a secret honestly#but yeah 🥰 acceptance of being disabled is honestly NOT a very big part of her story.. one of her more innate and positive#traits is that she immediately appreciated all prosthetics and mobility devices and that's another reason she works#extremely well with big bonny; they both have a love of tools 🥰#omg i don't want to just talk about all of lady's lore in posts but it's fun#but lady has trauma from having a serious disease so coming out alive on the other end isn't something she takes for granted#she's been through a drastic change and instead of shame or grief about the outcome she loves everything bonny was able to do#to save her life. and she's definitely more empowered now for aideen reasons hehe 🥰 i think i'll save those details just for my fic#a lot of lady's story is kinda going to be about.. subverting some things quite pointedly like it's literally about lesbians having a#love story but some of it i *don't* want to feel very pointed or political or idk the word but like lady is just going to be casually#disabled basically! it just feels relaxing to have a story with very casual representation that doesn't feel.. forced is i think the word#lady is going to have a bit of a coming out storyline but she doesn't feel very much about having prosthetic limbs#& as she is literally a cyborg bc this is a fantasy story i thought it would be a little overdone and feel dehumanising to have her#experience too much of a processing period or worry about not having a 'human' body or anything like that#i mean she is also a. goddess but. well. that feels like a different thing LOL#but the cross between irl ableism and fantasy racism just pushes me in the direction of lady's body not being a big deal by itself#(lady is white in an ashkenazi way but i was thinking about science fiction tropes so that's what i mean by fantasy racism ^)#it just feels more uplifting to me that lady instantly accepts her body as it is in permanent remission#she's just kinda like. body positivity especially disabled body positivity/neutrality where she does struggle with fatigue#and she can't speak and she can't grow hair and stuff but she's accepting of those things bc it's just how she is and she's alive!#i guess one thing is that i did want to have a more pro-science vibe#being 90% robotic isn't realistic but i hope it's clearly all very representative of irl crutches and such; and embracing that#it might sound futuristic but it works well in harmony with Nature imo; it's just the natural conclusion to people making tools even#more precise in order to improve quality of life & manmade creations aren't antithetical to nature Or make you 'weak' :3#lady says ecofascism and ableism suck 👆 or that might be more of a big bonny sentiment but anyway
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astraldemise · 1 year
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tbh i think i do have low empathy and genuinely have to take a second and understand people and im more impatient and unforgiving than most. but low empathy as a symptom isnt some deterministic evil trait
yeah like maybe it isnt the most convenient trait but like. its just a trait. low empathy doesnt make you a bad person its literally just a trait
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urleoo · 8 months
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Why do you hate autotune so much?
I don’t hate it i just think it’s lazy
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sanguine-squid · 16 days
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i maybe found a way to make words.for inklings to say when recording them speaking but now i dont know any good voice changers....what the freak
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mspaint-flower · 8 months
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Wait I'm shocked??? There are people who don't know about Nurse Robot Type T??? Dude they sound fucking amazing I thought they were popular??
honestly unless you live in japan yeah. she's so CRIMINALLY UNDERRATED???? like you can just compare the amount of songs people make with her on youtube compared to nico nico douga or blibli and also if you try to search for anything on tumblr it's so. so barren. like so embarassingly barren no one knows about this thing
also especially before they uploaded their okusuri nonde neyou video on youtube they had very few views on their channel compared to japanese/chinese sites so yeah. a lot of western fans found out about her through that song (including me)
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vulturvolanss · 10 months
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ngl as an autistic person I look at how ppl treat alhaitham and go yeah none of you would like him if he wasn’t hot. and it makes me sad. like at this point I wish he was a little weird looking or something so that people would just. leave him alone. not subtle constantly making him a robot in aus or treating him like he’s violent or cruel or any sort of mean when that’s just patently not true. y’all see a guy that doesn’t bother masking and says things like “I want everyone to live the lives they want to live” and say he’s a bastard
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greyias · 10 months
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Me trying to focus on editing this video for work on four hours of sleep
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vairiance · 9 months
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Absolutely hate how every time American dubs have to dub an ethnic nonwhite character, regardless of whether or not the actor they hire is white or not, they're always directed to just do either a) the most bland American normal speaking voice they could muster, or b) Fake British Accent.
Idk maybe it's just me but if the ancient ancestor warrior of the Gerudo pronounces her own tribes name the same way that my middle school substitute teacher who thought Mexico was in India would, it's kind of an immersion breaker.
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theraphos · 1 year
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everything about this coin dialogue is incredible actually
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weedle-testaburger · 5 months
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i feel like dub watching again, as you do. in case it's a hole in your life you were missing, the persian dub of the robot wars reboot calls razer 'raysher' and behemoth 'be-hee-mot' (which is somehow closer to the real pronounciation of 'behemoth' than the one the uk series always uses for it, 'beer-moth')
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farolero-posting · 10 months
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Write Your Own Path Forward - chapter 3
Chapter summary:
We catch up with the current state of the world. Someone is questioning the existence of ghosts, someone is fighting sleep and someone is trying to solve a mystery.
Words: 2,095
Read chapter 1: On Tumblr / On AO3
(full chapter below the cut)
A robot can do any task given to it, with enough time and information at its disposal, and the Entity had plenty of both things. 
It wasn’t sure where to start this time, however. When it didn’t have a connection to rely on, there was no set course for where or what it should be focusing on. It had not been programmed with that possibility in mind. Or if it was, it couldn’t do it with ease
[I was also not programmed to be broken. I did this to myself], it remarked to itself, as it looked for lines that needed fixing.
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[Niko wouldn’t like me to say that…]
[The best I can do is fix myself, and that is all I can do.]
The World Machine’s attention was set in the Refuge. The center of this world. 
It worked at a slow pace, at first. The city was overwhelmingly big and detailed, and every corrupted element required a specific fix that would match the original content. It needed to find the specific corrupted bits, and reconstruct them into something that resembled what used to be in that place. It had an extensive database to pull from, which made the task arduous. Thankfully. usually some fragments of each element remained intact, and the surrounding information could give it the context needed to fill in the blanks,
There was a catwalk missing in the apartments to the south west of the city. Three poles on the ground level, by the computer repair shop. A set of stairs next to one of the schools. 
A robot guarding the path to the apartment buildings in one of the alleys between buildings. A robot standing in front of a drugstore. A robot lying next to one of the lanterns that had started leaking, depowered due to its missing parts. All of them required the same resources, and providing those was not a difficult task.
Would they notice the difference? The Entity hoped they didn’t. At the very least, every inch of them was created from what the World Machine had already stored, their parts could be copied and repurposed without issue.
It wondered if any ghost’s lingered inside those robots, too. 
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Cedric walked inside his apartment, leaving the key next to the door, on a small table. 
“After all this time… We made it here.” He held the door as his siblings walked inside. 
Rue walked past the boy’s legs and climbed up to one of the free seats, curling up on it, while Prototype closed the door behind him and sat on the chair closest to the bookshelf. There were piles of blueprints in it, as well as a few books with clovers on the cover. Cedric took off his hat and left it on the hanger on the door, sighing in relief. His toolbox now weighed on him. He supposed he should drop it by the laboratories when he had more energy, but the only thing he currently looked forward to was getting some well deserved rest.
Tea would be nice as well. He turned his head towards the door, considering the idea.
“Cedric?”
“Yes, Rue?”
“You should sit down with us. You must be tired.” Rue leaned her head to her right, pointing towards the yellow sofa next to her. “Do you want to sleep or would you rather do something else first?”
The boy repressed a yawn, 
“I… think I would like some tea first.” He took off his goggles, blinking hard in an attempt to find strength. “I also… wanted to tell you about a conversation I had. At the office computer terminal.”
“It seems you tried it sooner than I anticipated,” Proto stated. “Did you succeed?”
“Yes, I did. I thought it wouldn’t work out at first, and I had to wait for quite some time, but I got a response.”
“Hold on, does this mean you managed to contact the World Machine?” Rue asked, perking up her ears. “That’s wonderful news. I’m quite impressed you managed to do it.”
“Thanks? According to my father, computers were its usual way of communicating, and that computer was used by Niko before, so I guessed this had a chance of working. These computers aren’t… powered by normal means, however.” —He yawned again—. “I’m just glad I managed to find a way around that issue.”
“And… how are they doing?” the fox inquired.
“I offered our help to the Entity. We didn’t speak for long, and I wasn’t asked to do anything else for the moment. They just said they needed to handle the remaining squares and focus on that. They did ask about you two, I said you were busy but willing to help too.”
“You can count on us for that.” Rue confirmed, while Proto nodded.
“We walked around the Refuge while you were working. We helped some of the evacuees from the cafe to get back to their apartments.” Proto walked to one of the shelves and inspected the contents. “It appears that the residents are adjusting quickly. The return of the sun has… increased the chances of this positive outcome, it is likely this state will continue, depending on a few other factors...” He grabbed a box with a faded label.
“We also saw a few people preparing to celebrate too. I guess it’s a relief to finally see the sun again. I sure like it myself.”
“M-hmmm” Cedric nodded along, his eyes tightly pressed as he did it. “This is good news, then.” He yawned. “I wish we could go watch that, but I’m… barely awake at the moment.” 
“Cedric, do you still want tea?” Proto’s head was directed at his brother, while his eye gazed at the door. “I can go to the communal space and make some. I assume you would like that.”
“I very much would, thank you. I should change my clothes while you go do that.”
The robot nodded, opening the door.
“I’m leaving too.” Rue leaped onto the floor, stepping out of the room.
“We’ll be right back.” He stepped out of the apartment, disappearing from sight.
The common dining rooms were down the hall, as the pair walked, Rue resumed the conversation.
“So, what do you think?” asked the fox. “About… the World Machine.”
“I cannot say for sure. What the Entity does now is its own choice. But I cannot predict what choices it will make. Cedric’s input is likely to result favorably for all of us.” 
They opened the door to find a mostly empty room, aside from one resident sleeping with an empty cup next to them.
“I personally think that things may take some time to settle for them… This was… abrupt. I think we all still see some of the scars,” Rue spoke, standing on one of the stools. “It needs time to process some things, but I stay hopeful.”
Prototype filled a kettle with water and leaves, and left it on one of the burners. “How do you think the other regions are doing? I didn’t get to see the Glen, but Cedric said the islands were full of anomalies.” 
“I… just saw the city streets, I think I know even less than you. The squares were very aggressive and the city is supposed to be better equipped to handle them. I think… the Glen still needs to recover. Not just from the squares, but also some of the flooding issues, though that’s been an issue for a long time. Maybe I could visit soon. I want to see a few people over there.”
Prototype nodded, while he took out one of the trays, setting a saucer and a teacup on it. “Rue, I think I should visit the Barrens.”
“I think that’s a good idea, but what’s your reasoning?”
“We don’t know how the anomalies spread around that region, besides the one station I was at. I also suspect it may be needed.”
“Does it have to do with the World Machine?”
“Kind of. I think the head engineer has reasons to… question the nature of the world. We are not sure how the Entity will handle that sort of information. They’re tamed and seem more stable but this instance could create some instability it may not be ready to handle yet.” 
The kettle whistled, cuing Prototype to take it out of the burner and pour a cup.
“You could talk to it, you know.” Rue tilted her head to the side, winking. “We all should, actually. We’re all that we have. It will probably seek us as time goes by.”
“Maybe.”
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Many strange things had happened during the last few hours, and being abruptly sent back on the lookout point next to her home didn’t help to solve any of Silver’s questions.
Her best guess was that she was moved somewhere as the squares took over, and this same action was then repeated to bring her back to a safer location in the Barrens. The mechanism for such a process to occur was unknown, however. Her only clue was that the messiah had suggested the involvement of a machine “remembering” her code. 
A World Machine, they called it.
Her thoughts on the matter were fuzzy at best. Her first hand experience suggested the actions of a being, one who took her from the squares, restored her damage, and then let her go. One of the suggested solutions to this motivation was that the deity who guided Niko was responsible for moving Silver from the dark room back to the lookout point, but Niko’s words seemed to imply that their god was not the one causing such changes, so it meant it had to be something —someone— else. The World Machine was a term she had to look further into, in order to figure out how it fit into this thread of events, so she added it to her pending tasks. 
But that wasn’t the only odd part about the last hours. There were other bits of information that seemed out of place. Niko had carried a journal with a clover on the cover, just like the ones his friend used to write. The journal, however, was written in an indecipherable language, and had glowing yellow phosphor, which was a rare material. The child had stated seeing a drawing of the room, and upon sharing it with her, she noticed it was from a top-down perspective. 
Just like the video feeds in the observation terminals inside the mines. She doubted she could access the area in its current state, and she was not eager to test her luck inside just yet. There were bigger matters to attend to, for the moment.
She had arrived just in time to see the Sun lit up at the top of the Tower once again. The sun beams poured all over the barren land around her, and her visual sensors took a few moments to adjust to the shift in lighting. The metallic sand shone in a stronger shade of blue, with a few small faint blue sparks of phosphor. The buildings ahead of her cast a shadow behind them. casting a sharp silhouette over the ground. 
She had memories of the time before the sun was gone, though she couldn’t reproduce those images to compare, and so this experience was completely new to her.
It felt good.
She had said that the sun wouldn't fix everything, and perhaps that wasn’t necessarily wrong, but she was willing to believe that its presence would make any future attempts at solving those problems easier. They had a reliable source of energy for batteries, and means to store the light that reached them. It was likely that people would try to move back to the area to resume work on it, and make the repairs that were needed long ago. Of course, this was a long journey and she first needed to report back to the Refuge about what was left of the Barrens. Silver was in a clear area, but she had to check around to be certain.
As she walked around the area, she noticed the presence of distant squares. Of course that problem would not be solved as easily.
And then she noticed how a cluster of them faded away, clearing the entrance to a tool storage facility. The anomaly had never behaved in such a way. 
What was behind this development? She needed to investigate it along with everything else.
But… that could wait. She had work to do first.
And a bright day to light up the mood.
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gonesoft-ish · 5 months
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yunno i have said that isaac is somewhat inspired by murderbot and that is still true. but i'm remembering when like 3 years before i knew murderbot existed i skimmed a copy of the starfinder rulebook and immediately came up with a technomancer android (who presumably did some form of technomancy on themself) who was part of a robot counter-culture where androids acted as android-y as possible as like a political statement against the conception that the perfect android was as indistinguishable from a human or other organic life form as possible. anyway i have since been diagnosed with neurdivergency.
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