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beannary · 2 days
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Donnie has entered his Rapunzel era
This is part 55 of The Little Prince Separated AU
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Alfred was just getting home from errands.
He enters the kitchen to a child eating cereal on the counter, apparently he didn’t like the perfectly appropriate bar stools at said counter. No one would question the fact that he was raised in the circus. Because if Afried’s eyes are not suddenly failing him then Richard Grayson, son of the flying Grayson, was in Wayne manor. The poor boy had been the center of Gothams attention for the last month. The tragic death of his parents leaving the child orphaned.
And he was in Wayne manor.
Alfred: Master Bruce-
Bruce: He’s already here!
Alfred: *sigh*
Bruce: I’ve already started the adoption process.
Alfred:
Bruce: I TOLD HIM HE LIVES HERE NOW!
Alfred:
Bruce: 🥺
Alfred: *exhausted* I will speak to the lawyers.
17 years later
Alfred:
Bruce:
Damian:
Bruce: Al-
Alfred: No. Just let him go pick a room.
When Duke moves in two years later, Alfred doesn’t even pause. At least Selena gave him warning for the next three.
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honeygrahambitch · 3 days
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Wait if Winston kept running away from Alana's house to Will's house, how close did Alana live??
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violetthekiller · 2 days
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Zs smile in this is so 🤏🏼
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and they both look so cozy and domestic. ugh i miss them
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aychama · 1 day
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Anxiety? Never heard of her.
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abstractpenny · 11 hours
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I was thinking about the possibility of me writing Jay getting struck by lighting, but I decided against it because I don't have any way to know what it's like to be struck by lighting....
Until I remembered that I know someone that was very much struck by lighting. It's not my experience, but I could directly ask someone with experience so 🤷‍♀️
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halfhissandwich · 3 days
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Patton in that one video: What do you call a fake noodle?
Remus:
Patton and Remus: An impasta! :D
Janus: That’s pretty funny…
Janus: …
Janus, remembering that snakes are associated with noodles and also he frequently steals people’s identities: hey wait a goddamn second
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emilylsart · 3 days
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Here have some Matthew Patels I drew some weeks ago based on some poses from the movie 'cause I gotta say they are quite epic :)
Which one's your favorite mine's almost all of them LOL I did pretty good
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pseudophan · 2 days
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did u see their editor (seizer) teasing about pride month content
i did but i've also decided to ignore their editors. partly because i've got issues with them but as a fellow editor i don't want to ruin their styles like ok i might not agree with yours but carry on with what you're doing good for you, partly because i just hate the idea of there being a middle link between us and dnp like i'm soooo glad they have editors but i don't like to think about the fact that someone's seeing the content before us, and also mostly cause That Should Be Me Oh My God I Know It Can't Be For Obvious Reasons But Jesus Fucking Christ That Should Be Meeeeeee
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ruedhood · 2 days
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reading tim drake: robin and OH MY GOD
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i know having a terrible haircut is a part of the experience of being gay but he should've sued his barber for this.
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gladlypants · 1 day
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The Sims in real life? 😂
Our foster care licensing should be completed in the next few weeks. We set a very broad age range for our home, so we have a lot of preparing still to do, but we've been very fortunate so far to have some items passed to us from friends, neighbors and family. This one especially makes me smile ❤️
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legiterallylunar · 1 day
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HI!! May I ask if you have any Falsettos headcanons??? REALLY WANNA HEAR YOURS :3
i'm gonna be so so honest i never really do proper headcanons i normally just have a thought and go hm i wonder if (xyz) and then i leave it LOL
however.! this does not apply to weatherman marvin obvs (i never shut up about weatherman marvin it's so good)
-i also quite like photographer whizzer
- and i think a lot about family dynamics between everyone but it's always in a wondering sense and not in a oh yes they definitely had this going on sort of way
i don't really ever solidify my headcanons HAHA i just think thoughts and write them on tumblr and leave it at that
BUT please please please rb with yours bc they will be much more interesting and also i NEED to hear you talk about them
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teehee-vibes · 2 days
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Sometimes, I think I want Grizzly to put more gay men in Riptide.
Other times, I remember Dark Puckered Hole and reevaluate.
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chuckecheeses · 1 year
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So much color and tone variation just in the simple and humble domestic shorthair black kitty…
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lumsel · 1 year
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chinese room 2
So there’s this guy, right? He sits in a room by himself, with a computer and a keyboard full of Chinese characters. He doesn’t know Chinese, though, in fact he doesn’t even realise that Chinese is a language. He just thinks it’s a bunch of odd symbols. Anyway, the computer prints out a paragraph of Chinese, and he thinks, whoa, cool shapes. And then a message is displayed on the computer monitor: which character comes next?
This guy has no idea how the hell he’s meant to know that, so he just presses a random character on the keyboard. And then the computer goes BZZZT, wrong! The correct character was THIS one, and it flashes a character on the screen. And the guy thinks, augh, dammit! I hope I get it right next time. And sure enough, computer prints out another paragraph of Chinese, and then it asks the guy, what comes next?
He guesses again, and he gets it wrong again, and he goes augh again, and this carries on for a while. But eventually, he presses the button and it goes DING! You got it right this time! And he is so happy, you have no idea. This is the best day of his life. He is going to do everything in his power to make that machine go DING again. So he starts paying attention. He looks at the paragraph of Chinese printed out by the machine, and cross-compares it against all the other paragraphs he’s gotten. And, recall, this guy doesn’t even know that this is a language, it’s just a sequence of weird symbols to him. But it’s a sequence that forms patterns. He notices that if a particular symbol is displayed, then the next symbol is more likely to be this one. He notices some symbols are more common in general. Bit by bit, he starts to draw statistical inferences about the symbols, he analyses the printouts every way he can, he writes extensive notes to himself on how to recognise the patterns.
Over time, his guesses begin to get more and more accurate. He hears those lovely DING sounds that indicate his prediction was correct more and more often, and he manages to use that to condition his instincts better and better, picking up on cues consciously and subconsciously to get better and better at pressing the right button on the keyboard. Eventually, his accuracy is like 70% or something -- pretty damn good for a guy who doesn’t even know Chinese is a language.
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One day, something odd happens.
He gets a printout, the machine asks what character comes next, and he presses a button on the keyboard and-- silence. No sound at all. Instead, the machine prints out the exact same sequence again, but with one small change. The character he input on the keyboard has been added to the end of the sequence.
Which character comes next?
This weirds the guy out, but he thinks, well. This is clearly a test of my prediction abilities. So I’m not going to treat this printout any differently to any other printout made by the machine -- shit, I’ll pretend that last printout I got? Never even happened. I’m just going to keep acting like this is a normal day on the job, and I’m going to predict the next symbol in this sequence as if it was one of the thousands of printouts I’ve seen before. And that’s what he does! He presses what symbol comes next, and then another printout comes out with that symbol added to the end, and then he presses what he thinks will be the next symbol in that sequence. And then, eventually, he thinks, “hm. I don’t think there’s any symbol after this one. I think this is the end of the sequence.” And so he presses the “END” button on his keyboard, and sits back, satisfied.
Unbeknownst to him, the sequence of characters he input wasn’t just some meaningless string of symbols. See, the printouts he was getting, they were all always grammatically correct Chinese. And that first printout he’d gotten that day in particular? It was a question: “How do I open a door.” The string of characters he had just input, what he had determined to be the most likely string of symbols to come next, formed a comprehensible response that read, “You turn the handle and push”.
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One day you decide to visit this guy’s office. You’ve heard he’s learning Chinese, and for whatever reason you decide to test his progress. So you ask him, “Hey, which character means dog?”
He looks at you like you’ve got two heads. You may as well have asked him which of his shoes means “dog”, or which of the hairs on the back of his arm. There’s no connection in his mind at all between language and his little symbol prediction game, indeed, he thinks of it as an advanced form of mathematics rather than anything to do with linguistics. He hadn’t even conceived of the idea that what he was doing could be considered a kind of communication any more than algebra is. He says to you, “Buddy, they’re just funny symbols. No need to get all philosophical about it.”
Suddenly, another printout comes out of the machine. He stares at it, puzzles over it, but you can tell he doesn’t know what it says. You do, though. You’re fluent in the language. You can see that it says the words, “Do you actually speak Chinese, or are you just a guy in a room doing statistics and shit?”
The guy leans over to you, and says confidently, “I know it looks like a jumble of completely random characters. But it’s actually a very sophisticated mathematical sequence,” and then he presses a button on the keyboard. And another, and another, and another, and slowly but surely he composes a sequence of characters that, unbeknownst to him, reads “Yes, I know Chinese fluently! If I didn’t I would not be able to speak with you.”
That is how ChatGPT works.
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may12324 · 7 months
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Karlach Cliffgate- fire of my heart
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