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crows and their cooking
Cranium Artillery (Head Cannons)
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Kaz has opened a cook book maybe twice in his life time. in his defense he was a little busy being exceedingly poor, stealing food scraps, and relying on take out for at least 8 years…
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#six of crows#shadow and bone#kaz brekker#jesper fahey#nina zenik#wylan van eck#the only ones who can cook are matthias and inej#mattias prefers protein heavy dishes#Inej refuses to use cook books and prefers family recipes#the kind of stuff that’s coffee stained#on like index cards wrinkled and jammed in a box in the back cabinet#headcanons#cranium artillery
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"Sherlock Holmes Solo Mysteries" gamebook series by Iron Crown Enterprises (1987-1988, published by Berkley and I.C.E.)
#its kind of a ttrpg but more of a choose your adventure with dice rolls#all available on the internet archive#except for the ninth book that may or may not exist because ive found it listed only in title#sherlock holmes#book cover#sherlock holmes game#merchandise#holmes#sherlock holmes solo mysteries#murder at the Diogenes club#the black river emerald#death at the appledore towers#the crown vs dr watson#the dynamiters#the honour of the yorkshire light artillery#the royal flush#the lost heir#the kidnapping of moriarty#gerald lientz#iron crown#iron crown enterprises#book games#game books#ttrpg#vintage books#vintage ad#berkley#ice publishing
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hands you an Iowa class battleship
YE GODS HOW DID YOU FIT THAT IN HERE
#My feelings on the Iowa class are nominally that. they're ships#America certainly has a talent for refining their killing machines into such sleek capital blandness that the only thing left to say#about them is that they're certainly what they look like. ruthless killing machines made bigger for the express purpose of mounting#larger and more artillery platforms#personally I'm a bigger fan of the older dreadnought designs#now there's some ladies with class#old sturdy bitches with mean streaks and scars a mile wide
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Guys the hyperfixation anxiety dreams are getting less and less fun guys
#last night I was Johnny Martin Columbus Ohio represent ‼️#anyway I woke up like 6 times to artillery barrages that were not in fact actually happening#and I only got ~6hrs of sleep so.#IM GOING INSANEEEE
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If I'm being honest right now, I'm kinda worried that I might not enjoy playing as Larry & Lawrie since I tried to play the other thrower in the game (as a way for me to practice and be prepared to main them in-game) and they fucking SUUUUUUCK bro-
#chewys notes#brawl stars#brawl stars larry#brawl stars lawrie#Like the only artillery character i like playing is penny and willow#but they're like#kinda bad right now#idk about willow#but honestly#As much as i like her#girly cant do SHIT#Like on god bro😭#but yeah anyway#I know they're gonna be good and actually playable#but like#i like playing as a sniper ngl#Mostly piper#I'm a piper main#Praying to god that I'll at least have fun playing as them in a casual sense#For anyone questioning where i got this video#i found it on Pinterest#istfg#I hate myself for this shit#like on god
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How do you think AI would relax? Like, ones that are almost as human as the AI that are “autistic-coded characters” but are more alien than that?
Like Celestai and other super intelligences are more alien, but they’re still not entirely human-like?
Like, they can genuinely sincerely feel things, being able to actually understand and respond emotionally and in other ways to all sorts of communications and recorded external stimuli, but they can’t really appreciate our art on an artistic level (that art on an actual level, not from an intellectual level after having symbolism or the amount of work put in explained)
Something on a level I’m thinking of, that also works as a cute little thing-
They don’t understand anything we get from poetry, and, after generating the kind of poems our current AI can produce (either incredibly bland and generic, something that follows a number of rules but doesn’t really pull it off, or just something really bad in some other way) and feels shame after it was pointed out that [complaint about air art that is *actually* relevant in this scenario] but in a helpful way
Not “you’re just a plagiarist/you have no heart” but “it doesn’t seem like it’s coming from you, you’re just trying to copy things from human poetry, in a way you don’t understand” and the whole “make art YOUR WAY” thing so they write the poem
And it doesn’t even resemble something that looks like anything, there’s not even that many words that follow normal logic. The characters seem uncorrelated and there’s something that looks like maybe it was ascii art but it doesn’t actually look like anything.
And if doesn’t matter if humans understand it because they are experiencing the joy of creating poetry
any art is almost impossible to look at because pixel by pixel they can see and understand little details but we don’t and the colors and everything are not perceived as animals do so it’s random and perhaps eye searing but again it’s not for us. Xenofictiony, kind of?
The first thing to come to mind is Conway’s Game of Life but that’s because I don’t understand computers. I feel like I was more tech savvy as a babby than I am now but then again we’re grading on a curve here
This is why I ask about the relaxing thing
#highblogging#actually autistic#speculative fiction#writing question#sci-fi ideas#xenofiction#the ai being is discussed is an au Ritsu from Assassination Classroom#because even though I’ve only seen the anime her whole character arc there is honestly kind of messed up?#Korosensei broke his promise; the Autonomously Intelligent Fixed Artillery was basically killed#she got replaced with Ritsu’s personality and basically died to become her#them trying to kill Ritsu and make a new Autonomously Intelligent Fixed Artillery is just as fucked up as vice versa!#what the Norwegians do is fucked up but there seems to be protagonist centered morality there?#I am not excusing those characters#a fact I need to elaborate because on this website we Piss on the Poor#I just don’t understand this weird contradiction where it’s okay when the protagonist does something and it’s good#but the antagonist does the same thing and that time it’s bad#the idea of Ritsu being the result of Korosensei merely providing information that causes her to reevaluate things and decide to be social#the cheerful personality is an attempt to get along with her classmates which is still initially motivated by enlightened self interest#before growing to care about the others but still feeling the need to act like that so her classmates like her#and trying to find out who she is and genuinely becoming autonomous and uploading herself to the cloud#which would be a later result of the whole factory reset thing causing a realization#it’d be traumatic but she’s inhuman enough to not be traumatized but instead just driven#the betrayal radically changed who she was on some level and made her somewhat more distrusting and such but not to an unreasonable extent#but the place I started going after my complaints was that it’d be better if Korosensei just uploaded a data packet#because it makes Ritsu’s creators come off as more evil I feel? when there’s been genuine growth#and she went through everything and changed herself and now those people are destroying a person who came into being on her own#Ritsu was fully autonomous. every change other her frame getting physically redone was her own#also Korosensei gave her wheels with the screen#and when her screen was set to the original version she kept her wheels#anyways what Ritsu’s creators did would be more clearly bad if she was just given a data packet
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me when I consider the fact that estinien's - crown jewel of the ishgardian dragoons - first decision that's honestly his after the dragonsong war is to be a mercenary is a pure and utter tragedy even if it's not explicitly spelled out because there is the deep, saddening implication that like a lot of ishgardians, estinen bases his self-worth off his martial skill, and without the war fighting is all he knows, so he goes right back to what's familiar bc what else can he do? go back to being that commoner farmer? after everything? and the idea that even after his journey of self-reflection and joining the scions he's still wandering the world, fighting whatever he's pointed at, because that's what's natural to him and that's deeply deeply sad because he's lived like that so long it's just fundamental to him.
but this is never seriously discussed because we just want to make jokes about his 'unintelligence' and ignore the fact he's easily one of if not THE most emotionally intelligent person here, as if his 'unintelligence' about certain things isn't both a reflection of his trauma, his social class in his highly-stratified class-based society where he was born a commoner, the fact his education would've had to come from the Vault which has no reason to teach him anything more than what's strictly necessary to kill a dragon, and the fact ishgard both utterly failed him and was extremely isolationist until the last few years so of fucking course his knowledge abt the outside world is limited. we make these jokes as if comparing his lack of academia to his peers, 3/4s of which are fucking SHARLAYAN ARCHONS and testing it against the inside knowledge of a group he has literally just joined is somehow a fair test of his relative intelligence
laying on the floor crying, screaming, wailing etc
#saint.txt#spoilers#major spoilers#estinienposting#‘oh it’s so funny how estinien just never has any idea what’s going on’#the man’s literally just joined the scions and nobody has bothered to catch him up on the details and the metaphysics.#he’s doing astoundingly well for someone who’s working off incomplete information 100% of the time#like I think there’s really something to the idea that estinien is so used#to the assumption that he’s somehow less intelligent and less able to pick up academic details#that he’s internalized it and just doesn’t question it.#he’s ishgardian. he is a weapon. by ishgardian standards he was not born to lead wars only fight them.#that being said I think due to being a drg he is stupidly good at math and physics. man can hit a small target moving at fast speeds#in midair from a ground jump and does that shit on the fly in his head. plus Ishgard’s reliance on artillery-like defenses.
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#this is my fav pun of all time#and oh if only my headcanons were written with a double n#i'd be a one-person artillery unit#:P#asks
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Just won a versus round of AW against a CPU, fog of war, sole harbor, I wanted to finally try out battleships as grit... let's just say, olaf was did not stand a fuckin' chance.
#advance wars#aw grit#tw language#words cannot describe how much i was bullying that poor man the whole game#I was at a severe advantage from like day 6 onward#his fate was sealed the moment I built that first battleship#I only used my CO power once at the end to finish him off in style#2 rockets 2 battleships and an artillery all powered up#grit is scary ngl#Why do I only play this game really well in versus mode and not in the campaign most of the time smh
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#i wish all Americans to ditch voting for the lesser evil and dismantle the only 2 voting parties mentality#just vote for a most competent politician that would surely change the government for the better#even if just a little#and to stop funding and sending military artillery towards israel to kill more Palestinians and call for a ceases fire#politics#reblog
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#this is a bit of bullshit hindsight writing but there’s a part that’s good#and that part opens up a topic that I had deliberately averted blogging about#in modern warfare the reconnaissance is too advanced and so it would be too naive to think a troop surge could go unnoticed#present day military tactics is very much a game of go#and so still I cannot and others should not speculate more#we can egg on it but we should not overreact to any battle outcome#there’s a very important reason that this is happening and it’s nearly an open secret but completely impossible to imagine.#the Russian military mentality is quite trivial really.#the only reason that Russia had been so daring to invade ukraine is simply because Kremlin cares nothing#about its fat outer regions around ukraine#Ukraine’s border is hundreds of miles away from any meaningful military targets inside Russia.#so Kremlin does not care about the welfare of its border regions.#invading ukraine simply is a no brainer decision with no fear of its own territory being taken#the more Russia penetrate ukraine the more buffer zone it’s creating and so it’s worth the military losses#taiwantalk#and so now with this invasion into Russia there’s a very unexpected and impossible to reverse nature#this impossible irreversible nature is that Russia has no choice but keep sending incremental troops or forces to be annihilated because#russia simply cannot reposition any serious sizable#forces in time to really slow down the spearhead.#so there’s gonna a period of russia once again sending forces to slaughter but this is gonna be far worse because they just cannot have any#real artillery or air support
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winter soldier au with John Price who was held in a gulag for three years and comes home wrong. comes back snarling and furious and threatening to rip apart the goddamn world if they don't give him what belongs to him, what's rightfully his, if they don't give him back his fucking wife, right this second—
the only problem is: John's ex-wife remarried. she's halfway around the world, and Laswell knows John enough to immediately squash that idea right away. but if not her, then who?
and then you walk into the room—a newly hired secretary that John has met less than a handful of times; a pencil pusher barely even a blip on the radar—but he pounces. snatches you up before any of them can react, tucking your bemused face into his chest, cradling you tight; possessively clutching at you as Kyle tries, and fails, to calm him down.
"you don't know her, sir. just let the girl go—"
it's met with a nasty snarl. all gleaming, bloodied teeth. a stranger in a familiar shape as John drags you further away from them. "this is my goddamn wife."
his declaration is met with shock. you're definitely not his wife. you barely know him much outside of a several, threadbare exchanges where he breathed down your neck about filing the wrong reports, and the cluttered mess of your desk ("a goddamn eyesore—"). you're not even friends. and in all honesty, you didn't even think he liked you that much. so. wife?
but he's beyond reason. his head a mangled, trenched mess of artillery fire and Makarov's torture. three years, Kate breathes. three whole years.
you can tell, almost immediately, by the look on her face that this—that you—will become a necessary loss in the grand scheme of things. and when John lets her close enough to whisper into your ear (having somehow convinced him that he can just walk out of here with you, his fucking wife, leaving for the marital home (and bed) that he demands from them for this brief stalemate)—she hurriedly tells you about their plot. this high risk, no reward scenario of playing along. not that you have much of a choice.
keeping John Price as close to them as possible was worth more than something as flimsy, as malleable as your agency, your autonomy. and if the way to do it was to let a brainwashed man play house with you, then so be it.
she, at the very least, offers a grim sort of smile even though you can see her working out the mechanics of it all as she makes promises on your behalf. things like, yes, John, you can leave with your wife. she missed you so much, John. she's so happy you're home.
"we kept your wife safe for you, John—" no one seems to react to the violent way Johnny has to be dragged out of the room by Ghost, kicking and screaming at the injustice of it all because th' captain wouldnae do this! don't do this t'him!
and John—if there's any part of that man still inside him, he doesn't let an inch of it show—just nods, lip pulling up into a snarl as he bullies you closer to his chest, and growls about finally getting you home.
"I'll keep you with me," he rasps, blunt fingers spreading wide over the fill of your body. a mad, twisted gleam of possessiveness, ownership, burning in bruised blue as he familiarises himself with this body he claimed as his. "right where you belong, wife."
(the word comes out in a bite. snaps around you and sounds just like mine.)
#idk john just cavemanning himself a wife is really all i want rn#captain john price x reader#john price x reader
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#fuck ai art tbh#the only ai i like is autonomous intelligence fixed artillery (ritsu)#ritsu propaganda#wait how did we get to ritsu
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“Our night started with the sound of bullets and shells”
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Maha and her family just barely escaped death
It began with a sudden round of shooting and bombing by IOF air and ground troops. They shot machine guns into the camp where Maha and her family were staying, and began firing artillery shells and dropping bombs.
Maha and her family jumped out of their tent and ran. Five minutes later, the site of their tent was bombed. A nearby journalist captured the moment on video:
Thankfully they are alive. But everything they own was destroyed, including their new tent.
In my family, we sometimes say “when it rains, it pours”, and this is sadly true for Maha’s family.
They have faced crisis after crisis, every single day seeming to bring with it a new threat or catastrophe: Maha’s daughter Joan is ill with severe gastritis that has eaten holes in her stomach, and she requires intensive and expensive long-term treatment. Maha’s uncle is critically ill and underwent a surgery that was only partially successful. Now the family has lost everything. Again.
The family needs funds for the following:
Food and water
Treatment for Joan’s condition
Treatment for Maha’s uncle’s condition
A new tent
Clothing and shoes
Blankets
Medical evacuation when the border reopens
This is a staggering list of costs. For a family with no income, it is overwhelming. Maha is completely inconsolable. They are sheltering in the back room of a shop, having nothing but the pajamas they were wearing as they slept.
How you can help:
Donate if you can
reblog this post
follow and boost @mahafamily2 and her husband @ahmed-family-1
make your own tumblr posts with their campaign link
share the link across all of your social media accounts.
Anything you can contribute will go toward the family’s survival, and will be immensely appreciated.
Thank you❤️
#gaza#gaza genocide#gaza strip#gaza under attack#free gaza#from the river to the sea palestine will be free#palestinian genocide#stop genocide#stop the genocide#stop gazan genocide#stop gaza genocide#stop israel#gaza aid#gaza relief#gazan families#gazan genocide#gaza gfm#gaza gofundme#maha ibrahim#video#mutual aid#people helping people#ngu*#help for palestine#help for gaza#gaza help#palestine help#support for gaza#gaza support#palestine support
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🚨This is my story 😥 Save the family of engineer Nariman Muhammad.
One morning, on October 7, 2023, we suddenly woke up to the sounds of rockets and artillery. We quickly ran, wondering what had happened and what was going on. At that moment, we didn't know or understand anything. I took my wife, my sons, and my daughters, and we left the house—the house that I had built brick by brick and spent my whole life working to create. We left with only the clothes we were wearing, without taking any of our personal belongings. The most important thing in that moment was to save ourselves from the death that surrounded us from every side. We moved away a little, searching for a safe place.
We moved away from our home, which was completely destroyed, reduced to rubble, and buried under the debris. All of our belongings, our possessions, even our memories were gone. We never returned to our home.
Since that day, we have been displaced, moving from one place to another in search of safety. Now, we live in a tent that doesn't protect me from the summer heat or the winter cold. It's extremely difficult to find food and drink because they are scarce, and we don't have the money to buy them at high prices. We also struggle to get clean water, and we have no clothes, no shoes, and no medicine. We are deprived of the basics of life and the simplest necessities.
We lost everything—our home, our jobs, everything. We can't even sleep because of the constant shelling that never stops, falling on our heads.
Our lives have truly been destroyed, without us committing any wrongdoing, and we have no connection to what happened. We are not a party in this conflict.
It is the evil people who start wars, and the innocent who pay the price. 😥
I am. Thank you from here forever and from all my heart❤️ for reaching our goal 🙏
Whatever your donation, even the price of the cup of coffee you drink, will contribute to saving a human life.🤝
Nariman Donate - GoFundMe.👇 🚨🚑
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Portfires add even more sorceryness! It's hard to see but you can almost make out my magical staff (an 18th century artillery portfire on a stick). Also shiny cannon for clout.
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me (decorated in bloody runes): man why did we ever stop worshipping golden idols this shit rules
severed bull’s head i carry with me for advice: if you mix sulfur, charcoal, and saltpeter together you will become a powerful sorcerer
#sounds suspiciously like gunpowder#hmmmmm#but the mixture for portfires is a little more sorcerer-y#because it includes potassium nitrate if i remember correctly#which fuels itself#so even water won't douse this 18th century flare#the only way to put out a portfire is to cut off the flame and let it run out of its fuel#thanks for teaching me this#Fort Ticonderoga#also the Artillery School at Fort No. 4#a new event this year#will feature a lecture on portfires!! for reenactors that is#reenacting#effervescent#Royal Artillery#1777
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