#5:25 pm

[whocaresifwearecrazy]

My Opinions on the Jackbox Games from Party Pack 8

JOB JOB is HILARIOUS

DRAWFUL ANIMATE is CREATIVE

POLL MINES is INTENSE

Wheel

WEAPONS DRAWN is-SWEET CHRISTOPHER

[lovemehatemex0]

[magicalincorrectrobodokiquotes]

"Baseball, Trivia and a Dual Jinx" Clip

“We did it! We finally got them calm!” cheered Roboteddy. “The lullaby worked!”

Roborika looked over, nervous however. Both now-former jinx victims laid on the ground, in an unconscious heap.

“Pixel, check on Booloo.” Rika ordered. “Make sure she’s alright. Check that she took the proper medications at the proper times. All that stuff.”

“On it.” 

Nodding, Rika smiled nervously.

“And we thought Aianna was team leader.” Hino smirked.

“Hey.” Doki glared.

Rika then leaned down. “Guy? Guy?” she nudged him. “You okay?”

“He’s okay. Just knocked out from exhaustion.” 

“Game is definitely gonna be canceled.” mused Mecha.

Rika was not listening to anything Hoshi was saying. “Guy? Guy?” she kept shaking him, looking frantic. “Pixel, how’s Booloo?”

“She’s okay! Just a bit shaken up and tired…and blushing over whatever the fuck I did while horny.”

“He is OKAY. He is just PASSED OUT.” Hoshi repeated, slowly and a bit annoyed.

“No, no, no.” Rika was frantic. “Come on, snap outta it, damn it!”

“Ugh. Do I have to spell it out? He is P-A-S-S-”

Rika glanced at her, for a minute. “I have been working with the five fucks since ‘94. I KNOW my dumbasses!”

“But I have a PHD.” Hoshi sighed. 

“Okay, what can your PHD do that 30+ years of working with these idiots can’t?!”

“...Look.” Hoshi looked away, unsure. “I get it. You love him a lot as a friend. You’ve been with him for a while. But science is science. Even if anxiety gets in the way, it doesn’t change what’s actually going on.”

“And a plethora of concussions is a plethora of concussions.”

Beat.

“Oh yeah. Forgot about that.” She paused. “But he didn’t hit his head.”

“Safety first.” Rika helped Guy sit up, he slumped over her shoulder.

“Is something bugging you?” Hoshi sighed. “From the only sane one in Robodoki to the only sane one in YDKJ, you can talk to me.”

“I…I’m not budging from this spot until he comes around and is a lot more conscious.” Rika explained. “Got it, Hoshi?”

“Got it.” Hoshi nodded. “I’ll stay with him too.”

Pixel motioned over. “Boo’s a bit more aware of what happened and-” he paused. “I’ll stop while I’m ahead.”

“Good idea.” Hoshi nodded.

Rika smiled nervously as Guy blinked. “Mmmph?”

“Hi Guy. You okay?” Rika asked.

“What…what…” he stammered.

She paused. “Can you tell me your full name, where we are and what day it is?”

“Guy…Towers…Baseball game…I dunno, September?”

“He’s still a bit woozy from the jinx, 2 out of 3 ain’t bad.” Hoshi explained.

Rika just sighed. “I’m not taking a chance. Got a first aid kit?”

Hoshi pulled one out. “Never leave home without it.”

“Thanks, Hoshi.” Rika smiled. “It’s okay, Guy. I’m here.” 

“Mmmph…” Guy groaned, eyes droopy again.

Hoshi smiled. “Good luck, Hel.”

Rika then looked over. “You’re a doctor…how long will he be woozy like this?”

“Two minutes at most. See, he’s looking way better now. I’ve got those salts if he’s still out of it after 5 minutes have passed.”

“Gotcha.” Rika cooed and ruffled his hair. “Don’t worry, I’m here.”

“Mmmph!” Guy blushed a little, still woozy. “Mom…” 

Rika laughed a little. “Oh shit. His brain’s scrambled.” she shrugged it off.

(pic coming soon)

[jtl-fics]

2/5/25 WIP Wednesday

Hello guys!

Working on Pretty Boy Chapter 5's final draft edition so chapter 6 is still off what is on offer but everything else is on offer.

Otherwise, same rules as always! I'm listing 6 of my current WIP projects, if you have one you want me to write some more of please send me an ask with that title in the name and I'll post a snippet of it next Wednesday. Enjoy everything that was requested last week.

REMINDER: One Title Per Ask and PLEASE only ask for one

Fluent Freshman FD - Chapter 71 (5/5) - DONE

Math Nerd - (5/5) - DONE

New Kings - (5/5) - DONE

Foxhole Bake - (3/5)

Smalls - (4/5)

Four Horsemen - (2/5)

[the-shy-artisan]

returned to my roots this halloween: i dressed up in my werewolf costume and sat on my front porch. i'd move slowly like an animatronic, then if someone asked if i was real, i'd move suddenly. i stood up a couple of times when teenagers least expected it and sent them running down my yard lol

[whocaresifwearecrazy]

Hi, REDACTED

none of the other blorbo charts satisfied me so here's a blank template of the one I just made. feel free to use

[popcorn-plots]

Me: I got a 25 on the ACT!

Mom: it won't get you into BYU, especially with your math grade the way it is.

Me: I have a 3.7 GPA, and I can always retake the ACT?

Mom: you're going to need a really good admissions essay if you want to get into BYU.

Me: thanks, mom.

[hosttos]

There's one class I'm taking this semester that is actually making me reanalyze my whole life, it's called Digital Electronics 1, doesn't sound very exciting (and it isn't), yet my experience with it has been nothing short of surreal, like The Twilight Zone surreal, it may not seem so from what I'm about to tell, but I'm currently considering the possibility that the devil's messing with me for funsies.

The first couple of classes were as normal as they could be, from time to time this weird geeky teacher would say some things I didn't understand, however pretty much everyone else in the class seemed unphased by them so I didn't think much of it at first. As weeks went by I couldn't help but notice it happened more and more frequently.

This class also has a lab component, which has never been my strong suit, but in this case I thought it'd be much easier since pretty much all work would be on the computer and not an actual lab. It was hell. First two classes or so were meant to install special software in our computers to control a FPGA board (a board whose hardware you can manipulate via software through your computer), I could not for the life of me follow a four step tutorial on how to do it. The tutorial was as good as a tutorial can be, or so I think, but ok the second step I was already losing my mind: files that were supposed to appear didn't exist, lines of code in my computer were blocked for some reason, packages were asking for money even though I had a license already, etc. This went on for two weeks.

After having to talk for hours with the lab assistant I ended up with an erased hard disk running only Linux on my ONLY computer (as opposed to having a half partition for Linux and half for Windows, what it was supposed to be) but most of the required software was running just fine, I thought this was acceptable, nothing I could complain about since I was already two weeks behind on the required lab reports, the teacher said he was flexible with the established dates so I didn't worry much.

When I actually started reading the lab guides my second personal hell started, I understood in full everything I was supposed to do but had absolutely zero idea on how to do it, I gave it a couple of hours at home to try but got nothing from it, before giving up I thought maybe if I was THAT lost I wasn't the only one struggling with it, so I waited for the next class before trying again. I was, apparently, very wrong.

Next class for some reason everyone was having trouble. To be precise, they were all having a problem I did not even understand, and they all had easily overcome the trouble I was having when they faced it. I was so embarrassed I had to wait for the class to end to ask the teacher for help, which she very happily did: she pointed out what was wrong with the hardware description (fancy talk for "code"), manually corrected some things that were keeping my software from running correctly (which I should have noticed) and gave me some general advice. I was so embarrassed to admit I didn't understand any of what she said that I just thanked her and left.

I started sleeping less, some nights I would try to make a sense of what she told me and I could make nothing of it, nada, nothing at all, I understood all the individual words that made up the advice she gave me but the sum of them made no sense in my mind.

Non-lab classes were good though, I understood all the theoretical components and all the topics covered, although from time to time the teacher would zone out for a while and say some truly insane shit I couldn't even begin to grasp the concept of, but since these didn't seem to affect the over all course of the class and I seemed to be the only confused one, things went by just fine.

As weeks went by I got more and more embarrassed just walking into that lab, every week at home I thought I finally made some progress just to find out my labmates had done thrice my work in half the time. But the worst part is how I just stopped understanding anything at all in that lab room, the teacher would explain something and everyone just kind of nodded in agreement for hours at a time, I felt dumber at the end of every class. I tried asking friends, they seemed as cursed as the teacher, with all the goodness in their hearts they'd start explaining things to me but at that moment my brain would lock completely and no knowledge could come in, I could tell they meant well, they were very nice too, and explained in very simple terms, it is absolutely clear at this point the problem is me.

I spent most of my class time wondering how all these people understood so well a programming language none of us were familiar with. They just went along with it, it was easy for them, and it seemed easy too, none of the reports required more than 20 or so lines of code to work. But once I stared at the screen for one hour trying to understand what the first 10 lines of code meant, I saw YouTube tutorials and Reddit forums looking for help, but it just didn't click.

I finished 4 lab reports in 8 weeks, a true miracle considering I didn't understand most of them. The remainder of the semester is to be spent making a project based on all we learned, and as such, the lab teacher would only be available for advice regarding the project. I tried to be optimistic about this.

First class that was meant to be spent solving problems about said project (a Tamagotchi). I went in with the hopes of asking for help but when I saw some of the other projects and how advanced they were I died a little. Some people asked some questions that seemed so much more advanced than mine I just couldn't bring myself to ask, I'm normally not so shy about asking teachers for help but this was different, my question really seemed like an offense to ask at that point. I felt the strongest need to leave that room I had just walked into five minutes prior.

At this point I feel like I'm truly losing my mind, I can't walk into that class and not feel I'm the dumbest person in the room, sometimes I even feel they're all aware of it too, I don't think it's the way they look at me, because as I said they're all very nice, but I can't help but feel they are all acting like they don't notice the toddler in the room that wants to act like an adult.

I couldn't take the psychological damage I was getting from that class so I started working on the project at home, not nearly as fast as I'm supposed to but I got some things accomplished eventually. When time came to test things I was not so surprised when nothing worked.

I made several attempts to get things running without any success at all, a few weeks went by and I finally asked for help from a classmate. She lent me some code and, fascinatingly enough, her code did exactly the same thing as mine, the only difference being hers does work. So I tried her code on my computer and, surprise, it didn't on mine. I'm absolutely certain all my components work (because I had to replace some) and my computer and the board both work fine because I actually ran stuff from the labs on it, so no reasonable explanation so far.

Once again I feel like the universe just fucking hates me, and the fucker knows where to hit me for maximum effect, I see that fucking code in my dreams, I can't sleep at night thinking about it, there is a leprechaun living on my walls changing my connections and ruining my code everytime I look away as a running joke for an audience I can't see. It's going to be the last thing I see before I die, I know for sure.

This class is nothing different to what I have taken before, the required courses to take the class I passed with high grades even, it can't be such a jump, and it isn't apparently. Most people seem okay with this class, some of my friends have taken it already and said it was a pretty tame experience?!?but I'm on the verge of insanity and nothing a person in that class says can seem to help me in any way. I'm truly on the verge of something fundamental in me changing, I don't want to know what and I especially don't want it to happen.

[moron-hassaikai-and-more]

Eri, getting home from school: see ya suckers- Mom I’m home!!

Chrono: hi sweetheart, how was your day?

Eri: oh ya know it’s absolutely terrible, I’m in my own living hell.

Chrono: same answer..every day..alright, you need a snack or something?

Eri: oh you bet your sweet ass I do.

Chrono: you are just so much right now… *phone starts ringing* oh the school’s calling…

Eri under her breath: oh shit…

Teacher on the phone: hello sir?

Chrono: oh, hi hi, hello, how can I- how can I help you?

Teacher: is this mr Kurono?

Chrono: yeah, yeah it is.

Teacher: now would you by change be the father of an Eri?

Eri: *making a waving gesture across her neck*

Chrono: …yeah, yeah Eri’s my daughter..why?

Eri, whispering desperately: hang up the phone

Teacher: we’re calling from the elementary school to talk about some of her behaviour this past week.

Chrono: …what- what behaviour?

Eri: *shaking her head*

Teacher: well for starters one of her class mates has had a cast on and she keeps writing profanities all over it.

Chrono: ok, um-

Teacher: and when asked why she said to add insult to injury.

Eri: *frantic whispered stammering*

Teacher: right and you know the saying ‘take it with a grain of salt’?

Chrono: yeah..I-I..use that all the time…why..?

Teacher: well when we use it she always follows up with ‘some lemon and a shot of tequila’

Chrono: *plotting to kill Deidoro*

Teacher: yeah and during the DARE assembly last week, she sang Colt 45 at the top of her lungs so everybody in the auditorium could hear her.

Eri: *snickering*

Chrono: *glares at her*

Eri: *..glances away*

Chrono: I am so sorry, is there anything else that I should know before we- before I deal with this on my own?

Teacher: there was one more thing that caused a little issue. You know the saying ‘when life gives you lemons’? Instead she said when life gives you melons.

Chrono: I- she IS dyslexic-

Teacher: right but then she grabbed her non-existent breasts and started banging her chest like King Kong

Eri, whispering and making a throwing motion: Throw the phone-!

Chrono: I am so sorry, I am so sorry about that, I’ll deal with it then I’ll be in tomorrow so we can have a sit down conversation, does that sound good?

Teacher: yes sir that sounds good,

Eri, whispering: no! No! No! No!

Chrono: alright, thank you for your patience, alright, goodbye *hangs up and looks at Eri*

Eri: ..Listen- listen up, alright? Something about an apple falling out of a tree or something, right?

Chrono: do not point your grubby little fingers at me, when one points to me, three are back at you,

Eri: I am a product of your many desires so if you’re gonna blame anybody blame yourself. ….and uncle Deidoro.

Chrono: …..the material was good, honey, just time and place. We need to work on our comedic timing.

Eri: the best jokes are the ones that get you in trouble.

Chrono: I raised you so well…and I’m so sorry.

[whocaresifwearecrazy]

Thanks, Cyrus

Hey, sorry about the lack of Insane!Buzz or Insane!Schmitty today

I will make up for it, tomorrow

I promise

4:46 pm, 4/5/2024

Its fine lol I don’t mind at all

[whocaresifwearecrazy]

Let the darkness overcome you

[lovemehatemex0]

I also found a record store & im slightly obsessed

[xplrvibes]

GET ME OFF FOODIE TIKTOK, ITS MAKING ME WANT TO EAT 12 POUNDS OF MAC AND CHEESE AT 9 O'CLOCK AT NIGHT.

[l0stkitten314]

my ancestors would want me to enjoy life because they couldn’t.

[strawbnetwork]

the frenzied edible purchases of someone who hasnt eaten all day

[redisconnect]