#MiddleInitials

[sharingknowledgewithmouli]

Excel Name Splitting Made Simple: Using Text to Columns and Flash Fill or Ctrl+E

[deckond]

killing myself

[moraloreldeservedbetter]

clay is definitely more pathetic from what i've seen

ok we have one for clayton middleinitial puppington

[waterlogged-detective]

🔥, 🎟️ for Doe and/or Darcy

FL Asks!!

🔥 Which menace causes the most problems for them? Which menace causes the least amount of problems for them?

Doe is on Death's door as we speak.

It doesn't matter when you're reading this or when I've written this, Doe is probably still at 7 wounds now. Or dead.

It's his perpetual state tbh. He just does not give a single s_t about dying, and honestly? Really needs to stop trying stupid stunts. Like, yes, they work often enough that you might as well try it, but can you at least take some medi-

No?

F_k.

🎟️ Have they written anything for the Shuttered Palace’s court?

Doe has written more than his fair share of poetry for the palace, little love stories that Always (ALWAYS!) have happy endings. People get poisoned, murdered, betrayed, but ALWAYS rest assured that if you're reading a poem by Jonathin M. Doe, then you can be secure in the knowledge that yes! Love wins!

[sparkl3w00fzz]

more random clay doodles bcuz im stuck with traditional art </3

[qarker]

clay middleinitial puppington

[tinyattack09]

ALLL MORAL OREL FANS

you wanna see a fix where Clay is confronted by literal god???

Here it is!!!

Beseech

After the Danielle incident and the hunting tragedy, Clay Puppington receded to his study most of the time. Making no attempt to change, he would waste his days drinking and having an affair with both Censordoll and Stopframe. But, we all know that the lord giveth, and the lord taketh away.

“Clayton Middleinitial Puppington!”

“G-…God!?”

“It is I, the Heavenly Father.” His voice shook the room, and boomed into his body.

“Wha-…Why have you visited me, Lord?” Clay said, clearly in a daze.

“You have a lesson to learn, Clayton. You give your own

lessons and stories while convoluting their meaning to fit your way of destructive, abusive life. It is time that you learn, mortal. The Lord’s mercy only reaches you if it remains pure.”

A sword of pure light appeared. As the Lord held it, the power

changed its hue.

“Lord, what are you doing!?” Clay stepped back. He knew that

he was in trouble, and he couldn’t bribe this one to go away. The sword was raised, and all the light in the room was focused only on Clay.

“What is necessary to keep my world pure.”

“Why…?!”

"Why!? Pathetic. Unable to realize thy faults. Let us see your life, and what it really was."

Everything fades. There is a young boy holding a gun. It shakes in his hands as he struggles to bear such a deadly tool.

"It's a tradition in the Puppington family that the head of the household would pass off this gun to the eldest son."

"Wow, dad… But I don't think I could kill an animal. That seems too mean."

"Son, nature was made to be hunted. We get to 'play god.'"

“Play God?? Golly Pops… that doesn’t sound very right…

You know the sixty-third commandment! ‘Thou shalt never hold a gun without anything to shoot at!’ And we have to follow God’s rules!”

The memory switches to a young Puppington, holding that

same gun, while ketchup was spewed all over the child’s body.

“Clay! Clay! Clayton! Open your fucking eyes!” Clay’s body was shook violently.

“What?? I didn’t do anything!” Clay springs back to life, having

pretended he was dead. His mother then cried out

“Oh thank the heavens! Lord, thank you-“ She froze in the

middle of her sentence. She fell to the floor, her heart unresponsive.

“Mom!” Clay ran to his now dead mother, understanding what he did.

“Get back!” Clay’s father pushed him back, slamming him to a wall. No CPR could be done, and Amanda Puppington was declared dead. The memory fades to black.

Clay was frozen.

“I-… I was so young, Father! I didn’t know what I was doing! I was only six years old!”

“Then let us watch something more… recent, yes?” The memory flashes to the wilderness. Clay is an adult, and stands there with his twelve year-old son, Orel.

“Dad… I think you might be *too* drunk.”

“I… Let me tell you something, Orel! Drunk is nature.”

“I’m not really comfortable hunting with you, Dad.” Orel is tense, gripping to the log he’s sitting on.

“You aren’t comfortable hunting with me? Ever tried hunting with you!?” Clay gulps down his liquor like it’s the last bottle of water in the desert.

“Y’know kid, your cup is always half empty. Look at me. You should be more like your old man and look on the blight side of life.”

“B-Blight?” Orel said, shivering from his fear.

“No, I didn’t say ‘bright,’" Clay interrupted, "I said blight. My life is sunny and blight. ‘Bright’ means the opposite — it means sudden withering death. And that’s… not… Oh, who am I kidding, my life is full of bright…”

“Dad..?” Orel replied, terrified that his father would lose composure.

“Oh, God.”

“What’s happening, Dad!?” Orel cried.

"Oh, I hate myself…”

He runs out of liquor in the bottle. He stares at his reflection, silently hoping that it would be the last time he’d have to see it.

“Why do you quit working on me!?!”

Everything goes silent. No birds chirping, no crickets, no owls in the night.

“She always fools me, Orel. ‘I’ll make things better dear! Drink me! Put me inside of you, I’m great!’ And then she chokes me just like every other whore out there!! They’re all worthless, kid! Every woman. Don’t let ‘em get ya! All of them just wanna get ya! They just grab you and pull you into ‘em! And then you’re forced to stay in, pull out. Stay in, and pull out!! And then they cut ya! And they grip ya by the… right where it counts! And then they start SQUEEZING things out! Things that are like weights around your head! You’re stuck there for the rest of your life, with NOWHERE to go and NO ONE to be!!! AAAAGH!!!”

The scene faded out.

"What's so bad about that?! It's useful advice!" Clay exclaimed, deluded by his own prejudice.

"Just wait, mortal."

The scene reappeared. It opens to clay and Orel sitting across from each other, with clay in a drunken stupor. Orel is now as far away from Clay as he can be while still on a log.

"It's time you became a man. Where's my rifle!?" Clay yells, searching for it/

"Dad, I don't think-"

"There it is! No mistakes, no accidents, no fuck-ups, no blunders."

"Dad! W-What are you doing?!"

"Somethin' important!!"

A single, lone spark flew. Following it was an ear-splitting bang. No noise could be heard after that, other than the ringing going through both of their ears.

"D-...Dad…"

The scene fades for the final time.

Clay was frozen.

"Do you realize thy fault now? Are you able to comprehend the weight of your sin?! Do you finally see that your actions have consequences, Puppington!?" The ethereal voice boomed. Its volume was so loud that Clay was shaken back into reality.

Clay was speechless. Instead of pleading for his case, he simply stood there thinking. He didn't need to speak, for his god could tell exactly what he was thinking.

I couldn't have done that. But I did. How? Why? What do I do!? What do I do?!

But then a thought hit him.

Just give up. You've been so dedicated to your Lord your entire life. Give everything to Him.

"Please…" Clay said, hopeless and weak. Clay then fell to his knees. He didn't dare to raise his head, or so much as stand up.

"Please what?" The deity spoke. Tears began to roll down Clay's cheeks as he remained there kneeling before his God.

"Please… Have mercy," he muttered. He was too weak to raise his voice.

"Forgive me, Lord. Forgive me. I'm weak without you, God."

"You beseech for something you could not give to your own, Clayton. The kingdom of heaven does not allow those like you."

The sword of light raised up once more, as Clay said his final vow.

"I'm sorry, Orel."

A scream rang out. The scream of a weak, hopeless, self-destructive, and miserable young boy. The light disappeared, and all that was left was a soul, going to neither heaven nor hell. The soul was trapped in the mortal world, and had a chain around its neck.

Suddenly, Orel walked into the study. As he stepped further, something came into view.

The end of a chain that led directly to his neck.

RB AND LIKE I SPENT SO MUCH TKMD ON THIS OKAY BYE

[cutestbitches]

I have two words for you. Clay Puppington.

Show: Moral Orel

Picture:

Alright, how do I describe him? How does one BEGIN to describe this utterly fascinatingly awful person?

This man. Let me tell you.

He really has it all. He's abusive. He's an alcoholic. He belts his eldest son (our main character Orel) and gives him completely backwards lessons. He's married to someone he knew for less than a day before tying the knot, and hates her most of all, but refuses to just divorce her - not for his kids, or to try to patch up their relationship, but simply because it would hurt their status in the eyes of their conservative Christian town. He's the mayor of the town and hates it. In fact I'm pretty sure he hates everyone and everything, including himself.

And that's the worst part. He doesn't even give you the satisfaction of hating him. When something awful happens to him, it should feel cathartic - but it doesn't. Especially in the third season.

Because he's just. that. pitiful. How can you laugh at his pathetic struggling in the penultimate episode when you have the knowledge that as a child, a prank gone wrong lead to the death of his mother and his father directly blamed him for it? How can you not feel a tiny shred of guilt while vying for the downfall of a man who's very clearly gay, doesn't seem to have ever felt genuine attraction to a woman in his life, but very obviously represses his feelings due to the nature of his hometown until it eats him up inside? Hell, with all the backstory that gets revealed for him in Season 3, he almost tricks you into thinking he could be redeemed, even after shooting Orel in the leg.

Because OH YEAH DID I MENTION HE SHOOTS HIS SON IN THE FUCKING LEG. THE INJURY LASTS FOR LITERALLY THE REST OF THE SHOW. AND THEN LATER HE TELLS OREL HE'S GLAD HE SHOT HIM.

See how difficult it is to talk about him? It's very clear that the conservative, fundamentalist, sometimes downright bigoted and cruel nature of the town chews people up and spits them out, but the show never absolves them of responsibility. The Latchkeys still choose to be neglectful parents, Reverend Putty still chooses to make his sermons shallow, misleading, or downright bad advice (although he gets better later), Headteacher Whatsisface still chooses to cheat on his wife, and Clay Middleinitial Puppington still chooses not to make even the slightest effort to be better.

He isn't happy, or contented with his position. Not by a LONG way. But he'd rather sit here, in his own filth, hating himself and everyone around him for it, than make even the slightest move to be better.

...

Oh and did I mention HE'S VOICED BY BAYMAX HOW THE FU-

Clay Puppington is in the bracket!

That is one spiteful man....

[moraloreldeservedbetter]

i am simping for rod what should i do

congrats your in the moral orel fandom

where everyone find clay dan or putty hot

then there's me who finds bloberta hot but yeah

welcome to sad puppet show hell/gen

[waterlogged-detective]

Everyone got these cool surname backgrounds/reasons your ocs would change or not change their name for marriage and like. Here i am with Darcy M. Lastname who changed to Doe because he was getting bored of the bit.

The M stands for Middleinitial

I am not creative

[myfootyrthroat]

I've been having an ongoing paperwork problem for 3 weeks despite several phone calls and emails. Today's call was... a lot.

First, the guy who answered couldn't find me in the system at all. When we finally managed to get me pulled up, he goes "Oh, your birthday is Month Day Year, you said Month Day (Wrong year, but only a syllable apart). Just remember that for next time."

Buddy, do you think it's more likely that I forgot my own birthday or that you just misheard me?

Then the next person asks if I have a middle name, and I respond "Yeah, it's MiddleName." and she goes "Oh, your paperwork was submitted under Firstname MiddleInitial Lastname, but the mailing address said Firstname MiddleName Lastname. Now that we've confirmed it's the same person, I'll start processing it."

It took THREE WEEKS to get to that. THREE WEEKS.

[tolerhate]

regress SDKSKDKSDKSKDKSDKSKSK?!??!!?!?!

SEND ‘REGRESS’ TO MEET MY MUSE AS A CHILD !

         ❝   oh, boy !  ❞     barely an inch away from the other boy ( if his mother saw him right now ,  she’d have a heart attack ;  he can even hear her voice loud and clear : “ clay middleinitial puppington !  what if you catch germs !! stay at least an arm’s length ! ” ) ,  he can’t quite contain the excitement & lets it roll off the tip of his tongue .   ❝   i’ve never met another kid before …  nice to meet you !  my name’s clay …  clay puppington !  wanna play ?? ❞

[obscurepopref]

Kind of obligated to take this one. #middleinitial #thriftshopfinds #thriftshopping

[devotedlyannoyingcheesecake]

For less space consumption, I threw all the challenges into a single file. I kept it simple because the purpose of writing this was not to work on error handling.

import java.util.*; public class Chapter2 {    private static Scanner keyboard = new Scanner(System.in);    private static void challenge1(){        String name = "Nicole Binette";        int age = 21;        double annualPay = 100000;        System.out.println("My name is " + name + ", my age is " + age + " and I hope to earn $" +                annualPay + " per year.");    }    private static void challenge2() {        String firstName = "Nicole", middleName = "Amporn", lastName = "Binette";        char firstInitial = 'N', middleInitial = 'A', lastInitial = 'B';        System.out.println(firstInitial + " " + middleInitial + " " + lastInitial);        System.out.println(firstName + " " + middleName + " " + lastName);    }    private static void challenge3() {        System.out.println("Nicole" + "\n16410 NE 99th ST Redmond, WA 98052" + "\n425-951-9256" +                "\nComputing and Software Development");    }    private static void challenge4() {        System.out.println("\t\t\t*");        System.out.println("\t\t   ***");        System.out.println("\t\t  *****");        System.out.println("\t\t *******");        System.out.println("\t\t  *****");        System.out.println("\t\t   ***");        System.out.println("\t\t\t*");    }    private static void challenge5() {        double salesDivisionsPercentage = 0.62;        double salesEstimatedGeneration = 4.6 * 0.62;    }    private static void challenge6() {        double acreInSquareFeet = 43560;        double numAcres = 389767 / acreInSquareFeet;    }    private static void challenge7() {        System.out.println("Enter purchase amount.");        double amount = keyboard.nextDouble();        double stateSalesTax = 0.04;        double countySalesTax = 0.02;        double totalSalesTax = stateSalesTax + countySalesTax;        double total = amount * totalSalesTax + amount;        System.out.println("amount: " + amount);        System.out.println("state tax: " + stateSalesTax);        System.out.println("county tax: " + countySalesTax);        System.out.println("total tax: " + totalSalesTax);        System.out.println("total: " + total);    }    private static void challenge8() {        double cookiesPerBag = 40;        double servingsPerBag = 10;        int calPerServing = 300;        System.out.println("Enter number of cookies eaten.");        double numberOfCookiesEaten = keyboard.nextDouble();        double totalCalories = numberOfCookiesEaten * (servingsPerBag / cookiesPerBag) * calPerServing;        System.out.println("Calories consumed: " + totalCalories);    }    private static void challenge9() {        System.out.println("Enter number of miles driven.");        double milesDriven = keyboard.nextDouble();        System.out.println("Enter gallons of gas used.");        double gallonsOfGasUsed = keyboard.nextDouble();        double mpg = milesDriven / gallonsOfGasUsed;        System.out.println(mpg);    }    private static void challenge10() {        System.out.println("Enter test scores separated by a space."); //Indicate the number of tests with that score with x. For example, 3 tests with a perfect score would be 100x3");        String[] tests = keyboard.nextLine().split("\\s");        Map<Double, Integer> testScores = new HashMap<>();        for (String string : tests) {            String[] test = string.split("x");            testScores.put(Double.parseDouble(test[0]), Integer.parseInt(test[1]));        }        Object[] scores = testScores.keySet().toArray();        Object[] numberOfTestsPerScore = testScores.values().toArray();        double total = 0;        int numberOfTests = 0;        for (int i = 0; i < scores.length; i++) {            total += (Double) scores[i] * (Integer) numberOfTestsPerScore[i];            numberOfTests += (Integer) numberOfTestsPerScore[i];        }        double average = total / numberOfTests;        System.out.println("average test score " + average);    }    private static void challenge11() {        System.out.println("Enter the retail price for a circuit board.");        double retailPrice = keyboard.nextDouble();        double percentProfit = 0.4;        double profit = retailPrice / percentProfit;        System.out.println("profit " + profit);    }    private static void challenge12() {        System.out.println("Enter the name of your favorite city.");        String favCity = keyboard.nextLine();        System.out.println(favCity.length() + " " + favCity.toUpperCase() + " " + favCity.toLowerCase() + " " + favCity.charAt(0));    }    private static void challenge13() {        double taxPercent = 0.0675;        System.out.println("Enter the price for the meal.");        double mealCharge = keyboard.nextDouble();        double mealChargeWithTax = mealCharge + taxPercent * mealCharge;        double tipPercent = 0.2;        double totalMealCharge = mealChargeWithTax + tipPercent * mealChargeWithTax;        System.out.println("total meal charge " + totalMealCharge);    }    private static void challenge14() {        System.out.println("Enter the number of males and females in registered for a class. Like so M F");        String[] maleAndFemale = keyboard.nextLine().split("\\s");        int male =  Integer.parseInt(maleAndFemale[0]);        int female = Integer.parseInt(maleAndFemale[1]);        int totalRegistered = male + female;        double percentMale = ((double) male / totalRegistered) * 100;        double percentFemale = ((double) female / totalRegistered) * 100;        System.out.println("percent male " + percentMale + "%" + "\npercent female " + percentFemale + "%");    }    private static void challenge15() {        int numOfStockShares = 600;        double pricePerShare = 21.77;        double percentCommission = 0.02;        double priceForStock = numOfStockShares * pricePerShare;        double commission = priceForStock * percentCommission;        double totalPrice = priceForStock + commission;        System.out.println("total price for stocks including commission " + totalPrice);    }    private static void challenge16() {        int customersSurveyed = 12467;        double percentConsuming1plus = 0.14;        double percentPartialToCitrus = 0.64;        double numPurchasing1plus = customersSurveyed * percentConsuming1plus;        double numPartialToCitrus = customersSurveyed * percentPartialToCitrus;        System.out.println("number of customers who purchase 1+ energy drinks per week " + numPurchasing1plus);        System.out.println("number of customers who are partial to citrus flavored energy drinks " + numPartialToCitrus);    }    private static void challenge17() {        // cookie recipe        double cupsSugar = 1.5;        double cupsButter = 1;        double cupsFlour = 2.75;        int makesCookies = 48;        System.out.println("Enter number of cookies you wish to make.");        int toMakeCookies = keyboard.nextInt();        double quotient = (double) toMakeCookies / makesCookies;        // adjust ingredients        System.out.println("cups of sugar " + cupsSugar * quotient + "\ncups of butter " + cupsButter * quotient +                "\ncups of flour " + cupsFlour * quotient);    }    private static void challenge18() {        System.out.println("Enter your name, your age, the name of a city, the name of a college, a profession," +                " a type of animal," +                "and a pet's name.");        String[] words = keyboard.nextLine().split(",\\s");        System.out.println("There once was a person named " + words[0] + " who lived in " + words[1] +                ". At the age of " + words[2] + ", " + words[0] + " went to college at " + words[3] +                ". " + words[0] + " graduated and went to work as a " + words[4] + ". Then, " + words[0] +                "adopted a(n)" + words[5] + " named " + words[6] + ". They both lived happily ever after!");    }    private static void challenge19() {        int numberOfShares = 1000;        double pricePerShare = 32.87;        double percentCommission = 0.02;        double commission = (numberOfShares * pricePerShare) * percentCommission;        double total = numberOfShares * pricePerShare + commission;        double salePricePerShare = 33.92;        double saleCommission = (numberOfShares * salePricePerShare) * percentCommission;        double totalSale = numberOfShares * salePricePerShare + saleCommission;        double profit = totalSale - total;        System.out.println("profit " + profit);    }    public static void main(String args[]) {        challenge1();        challenge2();        challenge3();        challenge4();        challenge7();        challenge8();        challenge9();        challenge10();        challenge11();        challenge12();        challenge13();        challenge14();        challenge15();        challenge16();        challenge17();        challenge18();        challenge19();    } }

[webdesignersolutions]

I am a recently graduated mechanical engineer, and I am putting together a personal site for an online resume (and just cause). I’m looking for opinions on names.

I’m looking at:

firstname<middleinitial>lastname.com

OR

firstnamelastname.me

I’m in the US, not Montenegro, so there’s that. I like the double meaning of ME (mechanical engineering), but I’m not sure of the popular perception of .me domains.

As a corollary, I might be able to get firstnamelastname.com in the future. If I can, I’d probably keep that and the .me. Anyone have an opinion on .me vs .com for a personal website. Given that I’m an ME, and the fact that it is a personal, rather than business site?

Thanks in advance, guys!

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[kagaya25]

You can use multiple conversion specifiers in a single printf() function - C Data Type

You can use multiple conversion specifiers in a single printf() function – C Data Type

Description

You can use multiple conversion specifiers in a single printf() function

#include <stdio.h> int main() { char firstInitial, middleInitial, lastInitial; firstInitial = 'M'; middleInitial = 'A'; lastInitial = 'V'; printf("My Initials are %c.%c.%c.", firstInitial, middleInitial, lastInitial); return 0; }

Output:

My…