#also didn't realize how old this printer was

[aid-xenostar]

IT'S A MIRACLE

I FINALLY GOT THE PRINTER TO WORK

My mom's phone literally being the main character. "Stand back. I've got this"

Btw I like how the pictures come out. They have some extent of color variation.

[inazumaclown]

idk if i already said it here but i think level-5 is a monument for character design. their characters are memorable in any games or series they produce, even when they're a little too much, their designs have a peculiar, lovable charm, i really really like them.

anyway here's me rating the GO designs of the OG characters :

endou is the fucking favorite. you can tell the studio really did their best for him. even without watching GO, you can tell he's still his old passionate self but in a cool and matured way. you can tell he's coaching kids and you can tell the kids love him and he loves them in return. 10/10.

kidou is great. of course he would be wearing a suit to coach middle schoolers, this is what being kidou is about !

i do think the new goggles are a little goofy, but haruna gave them to him, so of course he would wear them without hesitation. you can tell he's still awfully serious, but also no longer ashamed to monologue about his (occasionally stupid) special interest of the week if asked.

i would have advocated for longer dreads rather than, idk sorta untangled dreads ? but you know what, this is great. 9/10

i'm in love with kazemaru. always has been. his hair is perfect.

i just don't get why he got the coraline's yellow raincoat drip. it tells me nothing about him. i can't guess if he is an athlete, a hairdresser, a mangaka, a drag queen, a military sergeant, a carpenter or a sugarbaby. i'm left alone with my headcannons, and no clue how to prove they make sense. 5/10

i love that fubuki shirou, canonically the prettiest boy in the world, decided by himself to dress like sheldon cooper.

i like that when he put his coat on, he looks like a hobo. he didn't even had to try the hot snowboarder style, he already knew he'll be a good-looking hobo. i like that for him. choose for yourself king, you don't need anything. 8/10

my man looks so good in this. he doesn't realize he looks like the lovechild of yakuza and a mafioso. he doesn't realize why the grandmas are scared of him at the supermarket, but it's okay. i know he's well paid, he's still hardworking and professional, he's stable in all aspects, and he smells like a very masculine, expensive perfume. 11/10

of course, fubuki and him are happy and in love, and nobody gets how it could have happened when they walk side by side.

ah, fudou. some would say his new style is a glowdown, but i almost disagree.

true, he doesn't look punk and alt anymore, but i can tell that now, he's a true leftist. he looks like he doesn't have a job. he always smells like *spicy* cigarettes. everybody in his neighborhood knows and likes him. he owns almost nothing, yet everybody owes him something. he's an anarchist but he still votes, because he wants to do his part for a more peaceful future. he does throw rocks at cops during social movements. 8/10

kidou and him are also happy and in love. they fight all the time for petty things, but it's their way to say 'i love you'.

kabeyama almost didn't change, and that's good. he looks nice and polite and like a wonderful freehugger. i trust him. i could give him my firstborn, i know the kid would be well-fed and in bed at a reasonable hour. 10/10

i don't remember why kogure was in GO. it had to do with haruna i think, which is good, i like haruna. whatever he's just taller. 4/10

sakuma looks nice. the longer hair looks good. he would look better if genda was with him though. 6/10

tobitaka. my boy. he found his place. giving him the rai rai ken was such a good idea. it's not about the looks for him. it's about happiness, and he looks happier now. 10/10

tsunami ! the last member of the B4. he didn't change that much, which saddens me a little, but maybe it was because his design was always good. 7/10

toramaru. same boy but taller. they made an effort with his hair, i'll give them that. he looks like a lost management firm intern. i hope he finds the printer next to the coffee machine. i also don't remember what he does in the series. 5/10

glasses suit hiroto. he looks serious enough to do a serious job well, and still weird enough to say some deranged stoner shit without anyone asking after one (1) sip of unalcoholic beer. good for him. 7/10

midorikawa lost a bit of his theater kid charm, but i guess this is what happens when you work in foster care. he looks like a great mom though. 6/10

i'm disappointed. aphrodi deserves better than a boring ass suit. i mean come on, that man doesn't NEED to look professional, he is literally named after the goddess of beauty, he deserved better than that.

the side ponytail looks good. so sad for the little bleaching accident. he should cut that. 4/10

i can't clown megane. i look like that man. i wish him well. 7/10

WELL THAT'S THE END, I HOPE I DIDN'T FORGOT ANYBODY :D

(gouenji will have his own post.)

[emytellsrandomstories]

This is not an update to the Comic, but it still has something to do with it !!!

(call it a little gift for the Wish Rewrite and KoW fandom)

Hello my little stars! How are you?

I mentioned in the last post in the series that I would be traveling for a week or two and that's why I wouldn't be working. Well I'm still traveling Lmao.

It's been a lot of fun, I'm visiting my Prince Charming and family, both of whom I haven't been to in a long time. Still, I couldn't stop thinking about KoW and Wish's Concept Arts. Disney sealed the fate of its fan artists by discarding so much good material, now they are embedded in our minds and we will not be able to rest until we see them realized. This is crazy but it's beautiful to see how much these discarded concepts generated creative potential in the fandom.

Because of all this I couldn't help but make some small sketches! And well, I came to show them here. They are not sketches of Comic panels, but they have something to do with it and I will show the photos and explain how.

This first one, very faded, are Magnificent and Amable's clothes (designed by @uva124, for the characters in @annymation's rewrite of Wish "The Kingdom of Wishes"). The drawings that Aled did are very complex, I don't judge her for that, in fact I thank her, she gave beautiful clothes to the centuries-old Disney villains and they are perfect. I really wish I could draw them with all the details, but I will do everything by hand, alone and seeking a minimally professional quality (I want to be a comic artist/book illustrator one day. This comic is my first step Lmao, and I want to do something that conveys the best I can give at the moment), so I need to make some things easier for myself. The costumes are one of those things.

" Better something simple and well done than complex and poorly done." — This is my motto for this Comic and for my life.

The next sketches are related to aesthetics. I've been watching a lot of "Analyzing the Art" videos of some Disney films and I was inspired to adopt some "Disney Style" features in my arts for this comic (not everything obviously, because I don't want to be sued by Disney lmao).

What you'll see next is me trying to mix this influence with my own style in some KoW character sketches.

(this last art specifically references a meme in which @rascalentertainments tagged me, Thanks for that, by the way! <3 )

(credits to the artist, I don't know who it is because I was just tagged in this meme and I was busy So I didn't look for more information, but I'll leave the post link and you can check the official credits)

Speaking of aesthetics. Anny received Chiara's aesthetic from someone — the north star, "daughter of Aster", created by his magic at the very end of Anny's fanfic. This Aesthetic inspired me to create an aesthetic for Asha and Aster too and these were the results:

What's your favorite?

Lmao, It took a lot of work to make Aster's. There are almost no things for "starboys" on Pinterest.

I'm leaving this up to you to share as you wish, consider it a gift to the fandom!

Lastly, I want to say that the artistic analysis videos They also inspired me to put together a moodboard for KoW and I'll be leaving it here. Not even Anny and Aled know about this and I can't wait to see their reactions! I wish I could print this painting and leave it on the wall, but unfortunately I don't have a printer T-T.

This moodboard is helping me with the artistic direction of colors, style and is a visual motivation to stay active at work.

I hope you like it too!

That's it for today, it's already midnight in Brazil and I should be sleeping instead of posting crazy things on the internet. I'm going to tag my friends and go to sleep, Lmao.

Kisses full of light and stars!

~ Emy

@wings-of-sapphire @flicklikesstuff @frogcoven88 @chillwildwave @gracebethartacc @gracebethartacc @kstarsarts @oh-shtars Come and get your therapies after the anguish caused by certain publications by Anny!

[j-exclamationmark-l]

So this lady hired my partner to redo the company's website because it was incredibly slow and disorganized.

Earlier, she insisted my partner send her PDFs of the website. He said just look at the website. She said no, she wanted to print it out. She wanted to print out the entire website. He sent her a zip file of PDFs because it was too many pages to send individually. She called him and told him he sent her a corrupted file. He asked what she meant. She said she opened the email and dragged the zip file to her printer icon and it wouldn't print. He sent her a video about how to open zip files.

Silence for a few days, no "thank you" or "sorry to call you in hysterics and make you panic because I didn't realize you had to download and open the file" or anything.

Today, she sent my partner photos she took of the printed papers with handwritten notes. He got frustrated and asked me to look at it. Her handwriting is abysmal. If she was a student, I know teachers who would tear her a new asshole for writing so sloppily. Besides, we cannot tell what page we're supposed to edit. There's little indication on the papers which edit goes where, like "change the sentence about donations." What? "Link to a different article." Kay, which article? And the last page she sent just had things circled and the comment "content" next to them (I think it says content, I cannot read her writing. Also my partner's job is not content writing, he was hired to fix the fact the site was a mess). My partner asked what that means, what does she want him to do. I said I do not know. He asked her to send typed memos and links.

She just called. I don't think I'm supposed to help but he ended up putting her on speaker phone so I could participate. I asked what she meant by some of the comments and said I cannot read her handwriting. She said "God, it's so easy, how can you not understand, I can't believe you can't understand, it's so simple," and hung up. We've also consulted with several Japanese people and no one knows what kanji she's written.

50ish year old woman, majored in cosmetology, head of social media, gets paid more than my partner and myself combined, dumb as a rock, calls us in hysterics as late as 11PM saying we ruined everything and hangs up without telling us what "everything" is (it turned out to be that the menu was not in the order she wanted). What an idiot.

[donnerpartyofone]

In 10+ years of active job hunting, all of the interviews I have had are:

I applied for an assistant role at this hip-sounding consultancy and I got through several rounds of scrutiny with an HR person who seemed convinced I would get the job. Finally I booked an interview with the actual boss, and the second it started everything fell apart. I had an initial technical problem with the video call and that didn't look good, but there was already a bigger issue: She immediately started shouting at me for wasting her time because I had made a mildly self-deprecating joke to the HR person (it had to do with my work with horror media which is not to everyone's taste). She was yelling and yelling about how you NEVER, EVER SAY ANYTHING NEGATIVE ABOUT YOURSELF EVER, WHY WOULD YOU EVER, EVER SAY ANYTHING CRITICAL ABOUT YOURSELF EVER. Then she sort of parlayed that into interrogating me about my goals in life, with the implication that I must not have any. It was apparent to me that she knew before we even started that she was never going to hire me because she felt that I had shown weakness to the enemy basically, and I can only assume she booked the interview because she enjoys torturing vulnerable strangers, but it was very shocking in any case.

I applied to be a production coordinator at this startup founded by one of these guys with more money than things to do. They were supposed to make, like...inventions? This is a somewhat aspirational description: They had an early 3D printer and the idea was that citizens would send in their invention ideas and the company would print and sell them. They'd had moderate success with kind of a modular power strip, and I guess they just assumed ideas like that would keep coming. The interview lasted 4 or 5 hours. I was sent into a little windowless room where I was interviewed by one person at a time for a very long time. The first guy was this zany douchebag who bombarded me with problems to solve: WHAT IF A GUY CALLS AND SAYS HE CAN'T SEND HIS INVENTION BECAUSE DOESN'T HAVE A SCANNER? WELL WHAT IF HE DOESN'T HAVE A CAMERA? WELL WHAT IF HE HAS NO COMPUTER? WELL WHAT IF THERE'S NO LIBRARY NEAR HIM? WELL WHAT IF THERE'S NO POST OFFICE? WELL WHAT IF HE CAN'T WRITE OR DRAW? WELL WHAT IF HE CAN'T DESCRIBE IT? COME ON! YOU GOTTA THINK OUTSIDE THE BOX YOU GOTTA THINK OUTSIDE THE BOX YOU GOTTA THINK OUTSIDE THE BOX!!! The second guy was a sad sack manager who was subtly venting about how his staff didn't like him. The third guy was this chick who was openly throwing mad shade on the second guy, while also insulting me to my face. I forget who even else there was. It was like a police interrogation, by the fourth hour I didn't even know what I was saying anymore. I'm sure I would have confessed to murder. A month or two later I noticed I had all these voicemails my shitty phone never surfaced from the company trying desperately to hire me, but it was sort of a dodged bullet because they folded shortly after that.

I got a call back for an archivist position at a radio station. I only realized after the fact that due to being a humongous dumbass, my cover letter addressed the wrong company--a more popular station with a similar acronym--but I actually don't think that was the problem. The conversation was pleasant but I didn't have the exact technical abilities they wanted; they would have been willing to train me if they couldn't find anyone else, but that's not what happened.

At this point I'm really freaking out. I don't have the resources to go back to school or whatever and I'm not convinced that getting a degree or certification in a useful trade would really allow me to beat other candidates who are younger, more experienced, and with a more normal work/education history. Actually I DID get a certification in what I thought would be a useful trade before I even quit my old job to avoid drinking myself to death, but I've never gotten a call back for any relevant jobs--surely because I don't have any practical experience, it's all classroom shit and I'm not exactly internship material. Right when I quit my job I saw a career counselor, and I also worked with this corporate climber ex-colleague who gave me a lot of resume and cover letter advice, but none of that has made a difference. Recently a friend got my resume to his recruiter, he blew all this smoke up my ass about how great my resume is and how if I don't hear from the recruiter it's because she's a flake, and I really had to hold my temper because there is such abundant evidence that the problem is ME. I mean only psychos even call me back and most of them weren't interested anyway. I think unemployment is not available to me since I wasn't laid off or fired. I don't really know how temp agencies work, and I seem to have a lot of inconvenient handicaps, like I cannot do basic math, it seems pretty pathological. I don't really know how anything works, obviously.

I'm in this position because I thought preserving my mental health was more important than my job, and I foolishly assumed "something would work out" even though I had been looking for a new job almost that whole time. Also I followed a lot of well-meaning and extremely bad advice about "following my dreams" or whatever, which I actually had some unique and amazing opportunities to do--I mean if I didn't take them then I would still be wondering what-if--but I should have known never to take a chance on myself like that. I could, if I really wanted to, blame my family for not teaching me anything about real life, but the truth is that following dreams has paid off big time for every single person in our orbit except for me, so it's hard to fault people for just repeating what is personally true for them. I mean it's frustrating when someone asks you why you're looking for a job when you should just go get a book deal instead (!), but just because we're from the same family doesn't mean we're from the same planet. It's nobody's fault for assuming good things about me (although it does make me mad that they still won't face reality and everyone just thinks I'm "not trying"). But now I'm in danger and it's been coming for years, for most of my life in a way, and I don't know what to do. I apply for everything, but I look overqualified for the small things I might actually be able to do, and the jobs I do look qualified for won't give me a second look because I'm not THAT qualified really (and/or the market is flooded with people like me). I feel like I've hit up all the professional help I can find. Is there like...some sort of, I don't know what, psychologist that specializes in telling you how to get a job? I just don't know. HMU if you are able to explain to me what a job is and how to get one.

(That's mostly a rhetorical question unless you literally have specialized insider knowledge or your NYC-based boss is hiring or something. Please bear in mind that I am a middle-aged adult and I know how e.g. LinkedIn works. I have been using job boards extensively and elaborately for more than 15 years. As per my thesis, I have consulted many professional experts already. Please don't do the equivalent of reading someone's post wondering about something, and sending them a Wikipedia link to the topic like they've never heard of that before. Just please don't. I shouldn't have to say this but I know that I do.)

[hergrandplan]

U work in publishing?!?!? That's so cool!!! Do u mind me asking how u got into it/ what ur job is like? Thanks xx

Hi!! I do!! and I don't mind at all, I love talking about my job. It's what drew me to the idea originally/why i felt that I *had* to write it when I saw the prompt (of course, after asking permission from @dreamyelectronicmusic , because this was their idea originally), especially because at the time they posted that prompt I was, in fact, an editorial assistant (I have since been promoted to (copy) editor, which is very exciting)

My specific role in the company is to make the books, at least that's what I always say. I oversee the process of manuscript to actual proof/copy that can be sent to the printer. This wasn't something I thought I'd like when I started out and realized I wanted to get into publishing, but truly, I'm having the best time.

I always knew I wanted to do something with books, because I've been an avid reader since I was like 4 years old. I knew I didn't want to be an author, because (and i know this is a bit ironic since I just posted 14k words of a story and have almost 100k words posted on ao3) I don't have the creativity. I stand by that though, becuase I do not have the creativity to write a full-blown story with original characters and an original world. And that's also not something I want. I tried writing my own stories, once or twice, but it doesn't give me joy the way fanfic does.

So when I did my degree in English, and had the realization that sure, there are writers but there must also be *other* people who work on books, I realized that publishing was something I could do. and since then I've kind of been doing just about everything I could to get into it, because let me tell you, it's hard. I did two internships, and have a degree in Publishing from the University of Amsterdam, and yet the only reason i now have my current job is because I started working at my company while still studying (as an editorial assistant, 8 hours a week). And that became my fulltime job (well, part time, i work 4 days a week) the minute I graduated. I really tried to get as much experience as I could get, and clearly it paid off, and that's what I also always tell everyone who might want to get into it.

[crows-and-cookies]

Hi! I am curious about your turtle Hamburger. :)

THANKS FOR ASKING I LOVE HAMBURGER

I'm so sorry for all of this I just vomited it up and it's a lot

So back in 2021 I was the animal car manager at a nature center with upwards of 50 animals. The manager was an animal hoarder--he'd just catch random snakes and creatures and keep them. My first month consisted of walking into rooms of the weird house-turned-office and finding yet another animal that I was supposed to be caring for. (But the stories about my old manager are for a different post.) He'd also bring in injured wildlife and have me nurse them back to health, which I can do but was not legally supposed to do. I viewed it as a morally gray area because keeping wild animals can lead to certain zoonotic diseases being spread to wild populations when the animals are rereleased. Also I'm not a vet. But I didn't want them to die, but not the point of this ask.

On the second day, someone said 'hey you know you have an office right?' and I was like 'no??????'. So they showed me my office (which is a room I shared with a coworker and the overhead light didn't work) and in there was a tank with two juvenile box turtles. They had no water, heat source, light source, shelter, food, nothing. Just put in a tank with some mulch and that's it. So obviously, my obsessive need to take care of the box turtles began. I loved the heck out of these little turtles. I give them new names every other day (usually office supplies, as they lived on my desk). Also, education animals aren't supposed to really have public names, so calling them Stapler and Printer every once in a while was fine. Hamburger and French Fries were common names we called them, as the two on display were often called Tender and Nugget. Hamburger is an old joke too, because you hold turtles (and baby ducks!!!) like a hamburger (supporting the bottom bun).

In total, there were 7 eastern box turtles, 4 of them not adults. All but one were cases of turtles who people had thought they were 'helping' by taking out of the wild, realizing they were killing the creatures, then unceremoniously dumping at our front door. Turning people away trying to give us turtles they 'saved' was almost a weekly occurrence. This infuriates me.

The juvenile box turtles all have varying degrees of shell deformity.

This turtle has a pretty round shell, right? It's a wild adult.

Compare it to these turtles.

(Ignore the purple dot—it’s nail polish to tell them apart. It doesn’t hurt their shells unless it’s put in the wrong spot and can be easily removed. It was a symptom of having 7 turtles and teen volunteers/workers that made up new names for them every day.)

Do you see how they slope down in the back? And the last one (Hamburger himself) has like a dent in the shell. These were caused by improper nutrition during the development, my best guess is lack of UV rays. Too much protein can also cause issues, which you'll see with people who only feed their turtles dog food.

The dent might go away as they grows, depending on how bad it is and age. Two of them at the center got constant attention and it helped. For Hamburger, it's unlikely. There are rehab places that use hooks and try to adjust and pull the bone up as the turtles grow, kind of like braces, but the vet and my own opinion is that he's made it through critical development, so he'll most likely survive. There can be issues with a prolapsed anus or paralyzed back legs/bowels, but so far so good.

Anyways, I left the nature center due to homophobia/harassment in 2022, which was one of the hardest things I'd ever done, because I know I was barely keeping up with taking care of all of those animals, and some were going to die if I left. (It was also the second park in the area that the homophobia had happened with, so fuck them.) I wanted to take one of the baby turtles who lived in my office ('too deformed for display', according to the manager), but I was poor/other not favorable circumstances. It literally haunted me that those animals weren't getting enough care to the point that I couldn't sleep. I have this list on my phone about the ethics of turtle ownership because I want to take care of them and they can't go back to the wild yet they shouldn't be pets in the first place. I get a little obsessive about these things. Eventually, my good friend took my old position, and is doing really well in it. The place still sucks but she makes the best of it.

There are four main issues, though. 1. The two more deformed turtles live in the animal care office, which also houses the safe with the parks' cash, meaning the door has to be locked and has limited access. This rule isn't always followed (because the snapping turtle also lives in there, which is another story), but generally, those two turtles are forgotten about by the teen volunteers and part-time workers. 2. The teen volunteers love to dig up worms, and tend to only feed the turtles worms unless otherwise directed. 3. They feed the turtles all together (even though they're not supposed to), which makes it hard to ensure they all get food. 4. The head manager (animal hoarder) is retiring soon and the other manager (not the animal hoarder but an even worse human) literally does not care about animals and wants to get rid of some of them.

So when French Fries, Hamburger's tankmate, got sick and since the animal care person was out of town, they let him die.

I literally was 20 minutes away. I could have come and helped. I know what was wrong with that turtle and it could have survived. It also was probably weaker from lack of nutrition, which lead to a respiratory infection. They probably didn't even need a vet.

My friend got back into town and took Hamburger, who probably only survived because he was accidentally brumating. She immediately took him and all the needed supplies home, and they didn't care enough to stop her. They'll have to report the differences in turtle numbers on their permit somehow, which is sus as hell imo, but not my problem.

I had just taken a full-time job across the country, and was about to move. My friend told me and I was like HELL NO NOT HAMBURGER and I drove down and picked him up, ethics be damned. I am going to care for him better than he would be at the nature center. (I know the ethics thing seems silly, but it's hard for me to take a creature who should be wild and keep him in a tank. He just wouldn't survive in the wild though.)

So I got Hamburger, worked hard to get his weight up, and take him on little walks. He drove across the country with me (he's a terrible back seat driver), will not eat his vegetables, and will outlive me. The vet thinks he's 10--I think he's between 6-8 due to size. If his shell issues don't take him down, he could live to 100. His favorite pastimes are clacking his jaw, hiding under mulch and leaves, getting dehydrated (despite my best efforts), and listening to me explain my mail to him. My rule when making my beneficiaries for my retirement was that if you're getting my money, you're getting my turtle.

Here are pictures of him sleeping like a weirdo--he does this all the time and can get out, he just likes to sleep like this.

He also joins me for work, and my neighbors know him because I take him outside all the time.

I'm sorry for this super long post, I just love turtles so much sometimes when I'm driving I think about them too much and miss my turn or exit and get lost. I have a lot of more wild stories from that place (the house/office was like, vaguely haunted????) and I handled a snapping turtle on the daily. I hope this wasn't too much and was interesting! I have way more pictures of turtles and snakes too, if needed

[needy-nova]

It all started out with fixing Jennifer's printer. I didn't even realize it was a problem she had been struggling with for months, but while working together we needed to print something and when it gave an error I fixed it without even thinking about it. I was her heroine for the week, and everybody in the office heard about how I resolved an issue, "even IT couldn't solve." The department was gutted after even more lay-offs, they simply didn't have the work hours to help

After that, the requested started flooding in, and I became the local person to go to when problems arose. I had automated most of my office job away at this point, so I was kind of happy to be doing something during the required office hours. Life lesson, kids: don't do work that isn't in your contract. If they want more, let them pay more.

I was bad at hiding my extra extracurricular activities and my manager noticed what I was doing, And the problems I was fixing, instead of firing me. They encouraged me and soon, any new task coming into the department was first handed to me, and except for a fair few, I automated them away. Yearly reviews came around, and with some good negotiations, I was able to get a proper raise, private office and official new function.

Other departments started asking if I could help, and slowly, I started to replace human labour across the company, I didn't even notice at this point, I had my own office and only talked to our internal clients. At some point, a card came across my desk, "Goodbye Jennifer, we will miss working with you. " …. She had been fired. I didn't even notice that I had been given all her tasks and automated them all away.

That was the point I quit. Well, it took a couple of months, and I made sure I got my performance bonus, but that was the turning point. I made so many poor decisions at that place. ….. Anyway

I started my own software automation company. Two vendors and a supplier from my last place directly contacted me, and I had more than enough jobs to pick from. Business was booming, I even hired and trained a couple of people. It was rough on me, I was killing it at automating jobs. But also saw the damage I was doing, booting entire departments. Sometimes hundreds laid off with a single product launch. Anyway, you don't want to hear an old gall ramble about the bad old days.

Skip forward a couple of years, and I get this call: "Hello, am I speaking with Nova?" "Yes, this is her. How can I help? " "I represent labour abolition, and we have seen the work you have been doing. You have eliminated entire departments across many industries. You were even able to eliminate all the staff at CAK. We want to hire you to build a replacement presidential candidate. We think we have found a loophole how we can make your software run for presidency." Well, with a mad offer like that, you aren't surprised how I reacted. "I am in"

The insight they had was that they could run a human that would platform on the promise to pose every question asked of it in a direct poll to the public. My team was asked to make the software, and let me tell you that it was a challenge, robust enough that it couldn't be tampered with, easy to use that from teens to grandma's could use the software. But eventually, we delivered a product, and while political extremists loved the concept, most people didn't trust the public to pick their nose, let alone influence policy on such a concrete level. You might be too young to remember, but not only was the idea of direct democracy something that people hated back then, but using the current system to trick the government into replacing itself was mind-boggling to most people at the time. We lost the first presidential election, as expected, but they were advocating in any local elections they could. And soon enough, we had a town where PRP (Public Replacement President) was elected. While a moderate success at the time, looking back I am surprised we were allowed to stay. But running it live gave us, the insight to improve. I think for me, the biggest insight that turned it into a success was that by hijacking into the information system the government already had, we could re-write it in a citizen friendly way that everyone could engage with at their level. Combine it with op-eds from scientists and automated fact checking, and PRP became THE way to interface with politics.

Soon after that, we won the first national presidency. Let me tell you, a record number was pumped into ad campaigns from all sides that season. But we won. Slowly, with the power of the president, we were able to change laws to make it easier for my team to interface with the government bureaucracy until we automated well … everything. And now, representative elections are a thing of the past. Well, a surprising number of countries still require our "puppet presidents" to sign off, but those are seen as formal traditions.

Do I have regrets, some, of course, I am still conflicted about putting every change that we wanted to make to the bureaucratic machine through a vote of the people. If we had wielded the puppet's presidents' power more directly, things could have improved a lot faster, but also doing that trough PRP turned out to be a fine choice. And so many people got hurt about me automating their desk jobs away. No, the one regret I do really have is that I didn't ask Jennifer if I could and should fix her printer. Always ask for consent kids, even if you are helping.

-- 2084 excerpts from "Memoirs of Nova, The gall who automated it all."

You are “the guy”, when something needs to be done, something needs to be fixed, when governments, billionaires or very important people need something done and someone says “I know a guy”, you are that guy. Now you are facing what may be your hardest job.

[adelaideriedesel]

It’s “Paddy” not “Patty” - Week 10: March 15, 2024

A new record has been set with 17 kids showing up to the St. Paddy’s Day story time! There was a lot of excitement as a leprechaun came and messed up the chairs and the books! It was a lot going on because of how many kids showed up, but still super fun. I then went to the computer to print out what I have been working on. All of the labels and info cards have the same font, background, and color. This was very intentional as Tracy said she wanted an old timey feel but also updating it. I made the background to look like old paper and the blue is color matched to their logo.  My war with a printer really came to flourish today. I printed out cards that said the donations as well as the wallpaper mentions. I cut them all out and then laminated them which was very satisfying. I cut them and placed them under a large bin so they can hopefully be in the shape of a placecard. I also spent an embarrassingly long time fidgeting with the printer settings to try to get the paper to a specific size, which I was successful for all but one! This isn’t a super long update as it was filled with mostly printing and laminating, but I enjoy doing that stuff. These are some small changes, but I think that being cohesive will enhance the visitor experience and also just be more aesthetically pleasing. I didn’t have time to work with the fishing line, so that will be for next week!

The pictures for this week are from story time and some side by sides of the changes I made! 

See ya!

Adelaide

PS: I realized that this didn't publish until after spring break...eek!

[first-interplanar-bank]

Hi! Would you consider sharing how how/what you used to record the TMA cassettes (what recorder/deck, where did you get it and tapes, did you use any program etc)? Thank you!

There are some pieces of this process that are easier to find than others. The casette tapes were bought online here:

They have a variety of styles and colors, but I thought grey to be the most in character archival color. I bought 100 of these wound with 40mins of tape on each side (I based the timing on the longest episode of the podcast and rounded up for wiggle room). It turns out these bulk order custom wind tapes were cheaper than buying up lots of already on the market tapes I found online (that said, perhaps there is some wholesale cassette seller that I just didn't find). This is also where I purchased the sticker sheets of labels that I used. Those were printed with a standard inkjet printer.

The tape player was a different story. I made what I consider my biggest mistake buying up a cheapo $20 recorder online thinking it must be okay, tape recorder tech peaked in the late 80s/90s. I was wrong. If you don't mind slightly above potato quality audio, go for it, buy the $20 models and save a few bucks, but I do not recommend it. Where I lucked out is my parents had a near pristine Sharp RT-W800.

The quality on this bad boy was miles from the one I bought. It's not considered to be a high end device by audiophiles, but if you want a pretty good sounding tape, this does the job well.

There are a couple drawbacks here, this machine is from 1985. Finding one can be difficult (though I have seen people finding them at goodwill for $7). You can also find them online running about $20 on ebay, but there is no guarantee what kind of working order that will be in, since maintenance is important for maintaining sound quality in a device nearly 40yrs old.

Nothing fancy went into the actual recording portion. I plugged an RCA to 3.5mm from the recorders in port to my computer

(I may have the left/right backwards, but that's neither here nor there.)

After getting the audio hooked up, all I did was open up an mp3 file of each podcast episode in VLC media player (one by one, as that is how I elected to do the recording. One episode per tape side) slap down the record button on the recorder, and press play in VLC. Then you wait, because you realize that back in the day you had to record in real time unlike modern day data transfer.

[helmet-heart]

CLOUSI!!!! 😈 Ehheeee time to do this tag game again mwaahahaa. (I HAD THIS IN DRAFTS AND FORGOTTT TTO POST IT OOPS LMFAO.)

last song: É Você — Tribalistas (Tribalistas kick strikes back once again)

favourite colour: PMS7495C or something close to that. It's like a green with a yellow lean, little bit muted with a decent bit of black. Your cmyk color conversion would be 9, 0, 62, 41.

last book: Ngl it was probably the manual for a Mimaki Direct Heat Transfer printer. Digital copy I got from their website, but whatever. Their UI can be a bitch if you don't know where everything is and I needed to re-enter the waste ink level to clear the alerttttt. I learned the data clear from that manual too lol.

last movie: still Transformers One, but the movie before that would've been Venom 3 in theaters! My younger brother got me to go lol it was fucking fantastic.

last tv show: uh like half an episode of Hawaii-Five O (2010) and half an episode of NCIS, because I was at my friends sprawled on the end of her bed and she always has her cop-crime-investigation tv channel on in her room. It's her fault I ship fucking Danno and McGarrett.

sweet, spicy, or savory: spicy!!!!!!

last thing I googled: "mcgarrett and danno" becuase I couldn't remember their ship name. That didn't work so i gave up. It was also lowkey to check how to spell garrett because it looks wrong to me for some fuckin reason.

current obsession: still F1!!!!!! The WDC this year makes me want to bury my head in the sand tho. (NICE STORY TO ADD TO THIS: I texted my old coworker laughing because I didnt realize he was on the phone with my friend (thought it was another mutual old coworker) and he segwayed from that DIRECTLY into F1 yap about the WDC (he's a Max fan lolll) and I feel so fucking loved aidjsidosoj I'm usually so insecure about that stuff eeheeee.)

Looking forward to: SUMMER STILL!!! IT'S 15C OUTSIDE AND SUNNY AND I'M LIVING ALREADY. I'd like to FINALLY finally get back into sports and finally start working out now that it's warmer... I'd like to take up a kind of morning jogging routine if my knees can handle it. Start to work of some chub I've always bad and work on my upper arm strength at the gym to make part sof my job a bit easier... ALSO THO!!! The Historic France GP this weekend! I can hopefully find a stream of somewhere to watch Alain... and May 2nd I'm out for drinks with my old coworkers to celebrate someone leaving that hellhole so I get to see everyone again :)))))))))

This time lets go HMMNGNGNGG @marilinhazz @blairdii @motorsport-jesus and anyone else who wants to!!!!! (Sorry if y'all have done this already I have noooo clue lol)

tagged by @waddlingpenguin thanks bb

last song: Fanática Sensual by Pan B

favorite color: magenta-ish red like a bloody heart and greenish blue like the sea :)

last book: not a book as the obly thing I'm reading right now is what I'm studyin, currently I'm on a legislative order ,which establishes "the conditions for obtaining the enabling certificates that allow railway personnel to perform functions related to traffic safety, as well as the system of approved training centers and medical examination centers for said personnel" Very fun huh

last movie: uhhhh I don't really remember. Last one in the cinema was Nosferatu

last TV show: La Favorita (one me and my mom found on the TV)

sweet, spicy, or savory: always spicy

last thing I googled: the location of a chapel

looking forward to: uni friends meeting in early June, might go to Barcelona too at the beginning of May for a very dear friend's bday. Summer and summer parties in general and the Gaudy Party they do every August on a neighboring town specifically.

Also keep posting 3 points for a win

Tagging <3 @hungriestheidi @helmet-heart @toxicrivalries @rl0w @wintergreenoreo @eapunetaestoestadificil @hadescavedish and anyone who wants!!

[subspaceember]

okay so I was supposed to do my stuff for class. Instead here's what happened:

I am in class -> I drink my matcha -> want to work on cyberdeck -> open project in Illustrator -> realize that my old CAD model was better -> install Fusion 360 again -> realize that model was basically complete -> realize I have nothing to lose by printing it -> I don't have Cura -> I install it, but don't finish the setup -> set up 3D printer -> there's stuff on the table, I clean it up some -> I discover that I can mount my little LED lamp to my printer -> I do that -> It has to be moved and new filament put in -> I do that too -> I get ready to print when I realize I need to make some changed to the model -> I turn off the printer -> discover things would be easier if I had my calipers -> I can't find my calipers -> I think they're in this box of random junk -> I get the box and start pulling things out -> I eventually do find them but at this point the contents of the entire box are all over my floor and I'm sitting in this pile of junk -> I discover all the loose glue sticks that I need to put away in the bottom of the box -> I gather those up and put them away -> I realize that I can just get rid of the box all together, especially because it's falling apart -> I start trying to find a new container for my Game Boy and it's games and manuals, since it was in the box -> I'm unsuccessful -> I think a lot about crocheting a bag for it, then I realize that's silly and instead I now want to make a bag for my switch -> it takes considerable effort to stop myself from doing that -> now I'm sorting everything I got out of the box -> a lot of it goes back into my closet -> the closet is a mess -> I start picking up the closet too -> I manage to get all the stuff I pulled out of my car when I crashed it put away finally -> I find the parking pass I lost -> I find the patches I wanted to put on my bag and lay them out -> It takes a lot of effort to not go ahead and put them on right now -> I realize at this point I wasn't even going to do class stuff and was actually needing to take a shower -> I discover a spare strap I want to use on the cyberdeck -> I find a big microSD card I didn't know I had -> I finally get everything from the box into new homes -> think about how nice it'd be to have shelves -> get sad realizing I have no money for shelves and am forced to move soon anyway -> get distracted by my phone for a bit -> I finally pick up the calipers -> the battery is dead -> I know where the new ones are -> I find them in the a bag -> I discover stuff in the bag that doesn't go in there -> I get all that out -> I replace the battery -> I only vaguely remember why I needed this in the first place now -> I decide I want to do laundry before tomorrow -> remember I was supposed to shower -> remember I was supposed to be doing something for class -> decide to write a tumblr post about my thought process instead of doing either of those things -> here we are!

I uh... don't think "normal" people's brains work this way. Also for reference this entire time there were no bathroom breaks, no water drinking, no going outside, etc. Nothing could break me from the task else I wouldn't do it again for maybe months.

It's amazing just how much ADHD is crammed into my brain and that I somehow manage to actually do anything at all (occasionally).

[avoidednullspace]

(NEW COPYPASTA YALL) (also tw for blood and dismemberment) I was taking a walk across the city, when I found a USB drive on the road, and it was 500GB. It had no label. I wondered what it had, so being the "Mr. Curious Man" I was, I picked it up, and took it home.I inserted the USB drive into my laptop. It had one .rar file, and it was 16GB in the USB drive. It was named "DeadPrinter.rar". I extracted the .rar file, and I looked in it, and it only had one file, and it was named "DeadPrinter.avi". I looked to see what the file's size is, and... WHAT!? Only 10 Megabytes!? "Why so much wasted space!?" I yelled. How is this folder 16 gigabytes, when the file inside it had only 10 Megabytes!? But despite that huge amount of wasted space, I played the .avi file, and Windows Media Player popped up.To my surprise, it was Object Terror.It started out with the normal intro you'd see in Episode 3 and onwards, but at the end, the hosts of Object Terror (Printer and Computer) were never seen, not even the new intern (Honey). After the intro, there was 45 seconds of static, and then it showed a picture that I couldn't see at first, because the video quality was horrible. But after 15 seconds, the image began to clear up, and so did the video quality. I then realized what the picture was. It was a photo of Printer (the primary host) dead, with no eyes, mouth open, and no limbs. A pool of blood was forming under him. This picture went on screen for 42 seconds, before it went to black. I thought that the file ended here, but when I looked on the timeline, I was wrong.It said that there's more, and the black screen lasted for 9 minutes, and I can't stand waiting for 9 minutes, so I played on my 2DS just to kill time.After 4 minutes, I stopped playing on my 2DS, and just when I was about to skip ahead..."AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"An ear-piercing scream erupted out of nowhere, shaking up the whole house. I mean, if I was in a cartoon, it would shake up the world! I jolted, looked at my laptop volume, and it said that it was 10%, when the scream was up to 100% volume! I was confused, seeing as how I didn't adjust my laptop volume, so I kept on waiting for 5 more minutes. After 5 minutes of waiting, text appeared, and it said:"In Memory OfPrinter, Host of Object Terror2016-2019"The file ended there.After that, I got the infamous BSoD. After I rebooted my laptop, I looked at my C:/ Drive, and it was whipped clean and formatted. This made me really angry, because not only had I lost my pictures I just collected, but I also lost all my stuff! My C:/ Drive was not the only device that got formatted. Even the USB drive was formatted. So I'm sorry that there's no video just like Red Mist, suicidemouse.avi, and fudd.wmv.What I did manage to do, however, was take two screenshots of the file. If you ever see a strange USB drive on the road, leave it there. That's where it belongs.UPDATE: A 13 year old who lives not too far away from me found the USB drive that had the file, but he didn't get a BSoD after the file ended, nor did he have his C:/ Drive or the USB drive formatted. So he put the file on his C:/ Drive and put it up on his website that was only up for about 4 months before it got taken down.

[pbandjesse]

Today was a pretty good day overall. My allergies are bothering me still but mostly I was in a great mood and things were nice.

I didn't sleep awesome. I woke up a lot. James was putting air in their bike tires and apparently it sounds just like Sweetp throwing up because I woke up right away convinced something was wrong with my cat. But it made me laugh when I realized.

When I got up for real I felt good. I liked my outfit. I have been feeling very cute this week.

I headed out of here. Stopped for breakfast. And got to work at when I thought was on time but it was actually early! Oops. I didn't realize it was a 915 start. Ah well. I just got ready and things were good.

I was very excited to do C, the print position of the cannery. And it was so fun. One of my coworkers set up the chase set up yesterday so I was able to just work on fixing the presses and little fussy things that sometimes get forgotten about.

It was really nice being with my coworkers today. But we found out one of us yesterday tested positive so I think we were all a little on edge about that. Maybe it was okay that I wasn't as included yesterday.

But even though it has us on edge it was still a good time. Jordan was back and he's always down to talk politics. We had a huge conversation about Roe because someone was confused about the trigger laws and it was very gratifying to talk it through with everyone and know we were all primarily on the same side.

The group we had today was excellent. Just really awesome kids. We did have a child with some limits in mobility so we got to use the elevator which was interesting. I am glad to get to test it out so I know how to use it in the future. It's old as hell but it works a lot better then the one we had at ships.

I had a great time with the kids though. All of the printers I had today did a great job. Once I showed them they barely needed me after so I could just do some back up prints. And it was great.

It has been so long since I've done C. The printing and stuff was fine but I haven't done a store in so long. But it was fine. And these kids were so well behaved I barely had to talk over a normal speaking voice. It was great. And even though one child got a little upset I think everyone had fun.

We finished up the program and we cleaned up. I did some oyster cleaning. We did some car parts. I went up to chat with James who had edited my photos for my mini portfolio. And they did such a nice job. And so I was able to submit my application today. This grant and cohort thing would be awesome to get but I also just feel good that I did it. I'll post the portfolio here after this post.

I left at 2 since I had come in early. And I decided I would go to the grocery store that is closing in the shopping center. They are only open for two more days. And everything was about 70 to 80% off.

I drove up there and while there wasn't much, I did get a bunch of canned stuff. I also got gum and candy and ice cream. And a few other things. Like baking stuff. There was for sure a lot of weird stuff because it was like the things you look over normally. But it was for sure weird to see the place so empty. I chatted with an older man about how it felt like the end of the world in here.

But I filled a basket and went to pay. I saved almost $92!! Wild! I spent $35 and got so much.

I went home and ran into Mr Will. Who insisted on carrying my groceries, which were very heavy, upstairs. I was worried about him falling but he wouldn't let me carry one.

I promised I would make him cookies today. And he was like. I thought you forgot about me it's been so long!! But I haven't seen him in forever so I wanted to make sure they wouldn't be old.

So once I got everything away I got to work on my cookies. And I feel very good about them. I made three dozen. One for Mr Will and the others for us and for work.

I cleaned Frenchy's tank. And did some knitting. James was going to go to worked sisters for dinner but when they got there they didn't carry the sandwich I wanted anymore. James insisted on biking to fells point, which is basically on the other side of the city, to get food from Alexanders tavern. I wasn't thrilled that they biked all over the world for a sandwich for me. But I appreciated it.

We had dinner. And played video games. I put faces on the two bears I made.

I hung out with James while they did their podcast. And I chilled in bed for a while.

I got a shower. And now am in bed. I am very tired. And tomorrow is going to be a very busy day. With a 4 row assembly line, which is wild. And then a double cannery. But it will be a good day.

Sleep well everyone. I hope you are all safe. Good night!!

[ryuuka-balaen]

bwah

I know I said I'd post abt this after 10h but uh.been real tiredddd

also I was planning to go and take ~glamour shots~ of all the armies I've got to like show off the models but. uh. tiredd,, girlsleepy,,,

anyway! gonna try my best to talk abt them as much as I can and explain why I've got all of em

so I was introduced to Warhammer by my oldest brother around 10 years ago, when he'd seen his half-brother (who I'm not related to and don't know) playing a game with a friend of his. He's thought it looked cool as hell, and so convinced his friend+roommate to split a starter box (Attack on Black Reach) with him, and my less old older brother and I joined in with each buying an army starter box. I've never liked the "good guys humans" options in games and was an enjoyer of Big Monster, so Tyranids were the obvious faction choice for me. I bought the Tyranid Battleforce Box, my brother bought the T'au Battleforce Box, and my eldest brother took the blueberries Ultramarines from the starter, leaving the Orks to his friend.

I absolutely adored my new bugs, and had a blast building and painting my new collection consisting of 3 Warriors, 5 Genestealers, 10 Termagants, 10 Hormagants, and 3 Ripper Swarms.

My brothers, unfortunately, quickly realized that this whole 'building and painting models' thing wasn't as exciting as they thought that playing toy soldiers would be, and gave up before finishing theirs. So we never actually got to play a game.

My brother gave away his blueberries to his half-brother, the Orks I don't know because I never talked to that guy, and my other brother gave his T'au to me, so I gained a Crisis Battlesuit, 3 Stealth Battlesuits, a Devilfish Transport Tank, a Cadre Fireblade, 10 Firewarriors, and 10 Kroot Carnivores to my funny little model collection. Sadly without anyone to actually use them with I had no motivation to paint the new minis, and aside from a couple I still haven't got around to giving my T'au some colour.

A few years later, in my first year of high school I met a few Guys, just real Dudes Bros even, who played warhammer and was invited to join them one weekend for some Basement Wargaming

I was super excited about the idea, and went and bought a couple new Tyranid models to use then. It was a bit of a rush to get them built and painted within just a couple days, but that added a Carnifex and a Hive Tyrant to my bugs box

Those guys were kinda jerks :(

so I didn't talk to them further, and went back to not having anyone to game with

More years pass with my beloved guys not getting touched, and in 2018?ish. I dug them up and went in to a Friendly Local Game Store with my bugs to ask for a demo game. the store employee agreed but seemed,, Unimpressed. with the request, so I got it over with quickly, bought a couple items (Tyranid Ravener x3 box, T'au Pathfinder x10 box), and left. That was discouraging but I still wanted to try, so I visited another FLGS, just to look this time, and was introduced to the game Hordes which seemed interesting. I bought a starter pack of models for it in hopes of getting to play A Wargame, but still have never gotten to use them.

this is the only photo I can be bothered rn to find of them how they were at this point, before I've started repainting them

For my birthday last year, my dad gifted me a 3d printer, and though I didn't use it for much for a long while I did test printing a squad of Necron Warriors, because my fianceé at the time had said she liked necrons in the context of Warhammer video games such as dawn of war and I guess I was trying to make them as like, an intersection of our interests or something, but she didn't care and it doesn't really matter anymore anyway.

Aside from that I gave up on getting to use my models for a time, until following some Unfortunate Events last September-January I decided I should make an effort to stop spending 100% of my free time on virtual games and with online friends, so I invited one of my few meatspace friends to take me to a new (and much closer) game store that hosts bimonthly Warhammer game nights. We brought my T'au for me to use and Tyranids for my friend to use, and hoped for a decent time. The two people that were there did accommodate us with a small scale beginner kind of game each, but one of them was sortof irritable and snappy about the fact that we had invited ourselves (supposedly this was a members-only event of a private discord server? despite being posted publicly and inviting new players on the store's Facebook page.) and about that we had outdated rulebooks, because I suppose they thought we should've spent $80 each just to try the game. The other person present didn't talk without yelling and was a little inconsiderate of personal space, so I think it's understandable that we chose not to go back.

Later, after my hip surgery in February, I spent the time I had loafing around immobile at home to start making some models with that printer I mentioned.

The first that I printed was my Grey Knights!

I had a lot of fun being able to choose proxy models that fit an aesthetic I liked, and printed proxies for a Brother-Captain, a Nemesis DreadKnight, a Paladin Squad, a Strike Squad, and a Razorback Transport Tank.

I didn't print more Tyranids or T'au because I wanted more variety in the models I had - the friend I'd visited the game store with was willing to play more but didn't have any models so I'd need to be able to supply enough options that we weren't just playing eachother with the same two armies every time. The reason I chose to print Grey Knights was purely aesthetic - I hadn't read anything of their Lore, but I've forever been a Known Enjoyer of Knights so it wasn't much of a choice.

After that, and still during my three months of Surgery Loafing Time, my friend who worked at value village acquired a secondhand Recruit Edition warhammer starter box free of charge from their workplace and gave it to me. From that I got my Necrons, and unfortunately some of james workedshoppe's dearly beloved bland boring blueberries (Ultramarines).

over the last few months I've played a few matches with the one friend I have who will, including one today! And convinced my eldest brother to give the game another try and have played one game with him, in which he fielded some Imperial Guard models that he picked up cheap and already assembled/painted secondhand. I also offloaded those blueberries I didn't want on him because he's one of those people that likes playing Generic Human Faction.

Also, in that time, I've made my favourite of the models I have! my gorgeous beloved beautiful babies my Imperial Knights!

(oops those four makes the picture cap for posting from mobile)

sadly I haven't taken a Proper and Well Lit Glamour Shot of all five of them together yet but I'm super proud of them :)

finally, the last and most recent models I've gotten were the Tyranid half of the newest Value Box Set called Leviathan - financially I probably shouldn't've bought them, but they were being offered for $110, when to buy each of the kits included would've cost around $530, and there were new models included that can't be bought separately yet so I think it was a pretty good deal, and I've been having a really fun time painting them! (at least in the very little free time I'm able to find for myself right now around 20hrs/week college work and 35hrs/week dayjob work).

also I've Been Posting about a large bug I've been working on printing (a Hierodule Bio-Titan, which costs $250 individually to buy a kit), but sadly I still haven't finished building that model because I'm trying to magnetize it and that's been... challenging.

All Together, over the last decade I've accumulated 97 Tyranid models, ~30 T'au models (the kroot carnivores went missing at some point while in storage), 28 Necron models, 13 Grey Knights models, and 5 Imperial Knights models. it's been really lovely and makes me super happy that I've been able to indulge in this hobby recently, I love it a lot :)

(@catgirl-niko tag so you see the actual response to your ask)

if I have the energy for it at a later date, it might be fun to try to talk/write as much as I can about all the lore things I know about the guys I've got (especially since I've sorta made custom/ociguess? lore for my Knights), but after a six hour game today(battlereport post to come) of learning a lot of new rules, slamming out an college assignment in an hour (still handed in 15min late 😔 ), and now spending two and a half hours writing all this, my little kitty brain is right fried and I'm needs some sleepies

it's not exactly what was being asked, but I hope this is fun to read :)

I'd love to know your favorite 40k army that you've had.. I see all your cute little 'nids and they're fantastic, but do you have other army's too?

Kay so I'm just got up & headed to work rn so I can't give a Full Answer to that yet but wanted to answer this so u know that u've been Seen and Appreciated

anyway the short answer is that I've got 5 faction armies, and the bugs are my 4th favourite of them! the others, in order of which I like best, are Imperial Knights, Grey Knights, T'au, and Necrons

[subhadip1408]

Why Almost?

Why did I use to wake up early in the morning every day, not to go to my school but to see you before you left for your college?

Why did I use to sit on the stairs of our main entrance and waited eagerly for your return?

Why did I use to dream that in this Durga puja you and I both of us must be going for a long night pandal hopping?

Why always my mind determined to give orders to my eyes to find you everywhere without any hesitation?

Why I tried to find funny and weird excuses to talk with you?

Why every time I got that filling when you call my name?

Why did I use to dial your number every day but unable to click the call button? 

 Then I was in class twelve and I still remembered that rainy night when you had come to our home as a stranger. You clicked the bell and I had opened the door. The other side of the door that was you, totally wet and a smiling cute young guy looking almost at me. You were asking for a room to stay as you had come to do MBA in our city. You father had given you our address. We had given the smallest room we have on the first floor at rent. My dad was famous in our society as a choosy man though he allowed you to stay with us as your father is an old friend of my father. It was just a matter of time that you almost became the favorite fellow for our family members. I still remember when you completed your MBA cores with good percentage then everyone was so happy. Everybody really loved you so much. Even I, who considered herself highly conservative and zero per cent emotional girl, made you my best friend and almost got attached emotionally with you.Then I was almost in my twenties. I was almost fond to go to my medical college with you on the backseat of my dad's bike as my dad used to give his bike to you. You used to drop me and went to your college. I almost love to wait for you on the bus stand. When your hand had touched my hand I lost myself in you and suddenly found again. I remembered that feeling when you looked at me and smiled. I thought I was almost in love with you.

But why almost? Why I was not sure, was that love or something else? 

Was that really 'love' then why? Then what was the valid reason behind that you were unable to understand my emotions and feelings? Why you were unable to see 'love' into my eyes. And why I was so stupid that couldn't manage to tell you that I love you! Yes, I really do. We spent a lot of time together and also had a lot of chats. But why we never talk about our emotions? One day you told me that you will never forget our family and when you will leave our house then you will click a picture of our family. I remembered that endless night and I didn't know why I was crying after realizing that fact that one day you will go?

Then you got the job. In one side that was almost the end of your huge struggle and on another side it was the start of my huge pain as that was the reminder that you will leave one day. That day, after analyzing the condition of my heart, I finally realized that I love you so much.

That was a normal morning for everyone except me when you were finally leaving our house and shifting to your new flat. According to you, the flat was provided by your company. And in that circumstance, I really wanted to hug you and cry, request you not to go and wanted to tell you that I can't live without you. But I just managed to ask you, "Do you forget to take the family picture?" You said, "No! I already took it. "My head was down as I didn't want to show you my tears and I asked you slowly," when and where is it?" You just smiled and said, "I have printed the picture on my heart."

I was so stupid that I asked again, "Am I there too, I mean, in that family picture." You said so seriously, "No you are not on that picture." I was almost asking you, "why?" immediately you said, "stupid, I said I had printer the family picture on the outside of my heart than tell me how you will be in that picture as you are already inside of my heart." Then you left.

I was so confused about your comment. You said I am inside of your heart. Then I was not that much mature to understand the double meaning type sentences. I had almost lost my night's sleep and the question, "do you like me or not?" was the only reason for my miserable condition. 

I was in pain. But I didn't know why I was in pain? Why my mind was so puzzled? Why my every breath was taking your name? Why my heartbeats were bringing your memories? Why I could feel a wave of huge emotions inside my veins? Why my eyes used to get wet without my permission? Why I was so along without you?

I had no answer to those questions. I just wanted to know, is that all happened in first love, is that all happening only with me or you are also going through the same situation. But there was no one to whom I will ask those questions. I wanted to ask you, but I thought that might ruin our friendship. But I had accepted from the core corner of my heart that you were mine. You were mine just like the sun of the eastern sky. As the sun travel throughout the day and next morning come back again to the eastern sky, just like that you will also come back soon. I was sure that you will come. 

And one day I saw you from our balcony and run down as soon as I could. I opened the door and that was almost like the first time. I couldn't even express my happiness. And then you gave your wedding invitation card to my dad and requested everyone to come to your wedding ceremony and you requested me especially to come. I was unable to control myself. I wanted to shout, wanted to hug you in front of all and tell you that I love you, wanted to tell you that you can’t do this to me, you are mine, only mine. But I couldn't. I said, "yes! I will go." And just then I wake up and relished that was just a dream. My face was suffused with perspiration. My throat was almost dry. Everything was messed up. Every time an illegitimate thought used to whisper in my mind. I thought I couldn’t pull through myself from your memories.  That night, eventually I thanked god as that was just a dream.

I used to wait for you every day. I thought one day you will come. But why you didn’t come, then I had no answer. Every day, with some excuses, I tried to convince myself. I was going through a huge mental trauma and almost stopped my study. My family members were too worried about my condition.  

After a long wait, I thought you forgot us completely. I remembered when the whole world was against you then that was me, who swear to support you. When you were nothing, I found everything in you. And now you have everything so I am nothing for you. But I don't blame you, this is my fault.

And when I was thinking that everything was almost over then finally we received a phone call from your father. Then I understood the valid reason behind the overall matter that why you were not coming, not even trying to contact us. We came to know, that you told your father not to tell us about your condition. You didn’t have any job, didn’t have any flat. You just wanted to hide the reality and for that cause you left.

 I never thought that I will meet with you in the hospital. You were almost fighting with death. When we reached the hospital my legs were quivering. My heart was almost in an ominous condition. Your family members were waiting outside of the ICU and we had joined them. After some time the doctor came out, shutting the door softly behind him. Hardly showing any signs of what we were saying to him. Your father anxiously asked, ‘is he now out of danger, doctor?’ The doctor bit his lips and replied, ‘look, we tried all possible ways. If my words can save his life, he shall not die. But in this case, honestly, it is almost time to start paying. If anyone want to meet with him, I think it is the high time. I am shifting him to the normal bed. I am sorry.’ Then I saw you for the last time. Everyone was trying to talk with you, but you were motionless. I held your hand and finally told you that I love you. You just pressed my hand and I understood that you love me too. Then it was a very annoying situation for the medical staff as that was getting very loud and very tough to control all of us, virtually they forced us to go outside of the room. All of us were praying for you but in that case, your disease was more powerful. You never told anyone of us that you had cancer.  My heart was almost broken; I was almost crying like a newborn baby, I was almost behaving like a mad. Ask me why? Because without you, I am incomplete. Without you, it is almost me. 

But then I swear that I will never give up or chose any wrong way. I am a strong girl who will never quit. I will heal my broken heart, I will accept and embrace my pain and I will make it the key to my success.

Today I am missing you so much. Because it has been five years since you left us. And now I am dressing up. Ask me why? It is so easy; I am getting ready to go to the hospital as I am a doctor now. I am a cancer specialist. I am almost happy now as I almost got all my answers. As I know I am in your heart and you are in mine. That makes me fill great and let me tell you one thing, I will try my level best to fight against this disease and I am almost ready.