#technology was a mistake

[iveneverbeenmorestressedinmylife]

my father keeps sending me random facebook videos on messenger and i never know how to react. thats so cool dad.

[hojichasunrise]

AI bros for woodchippers 2024

[ponycycle]

let's be productive! I spy an old iPhone I don't need anymore

I can wipe it and get rid of it, maybe give to my sister so her kids can play with it. let's just back it up first. why didn't I do this a long time ago?

huh, ok. iTunes needs to be reauthorized, and needs Windows to install a driver for the phone, and the phone hates some USB ports on this computer but not others. and iTunes won't back up any of the apps anymore?! and none of the non-iTunes utilities I used to use to do iPhone stuff seem to exist anymore

welp! I'll just play some ancient iPhone games for a minute, throw it back in the drawer, and repeat this next year

[cozylittleartblog]

Columbo and the Knight (1984)

put me in the universe where Columbo ran through the 1980s and had a crossover episode with Knight Rider. I think they deserved it, and I am not just saying that because they're my two favorite Old Shows. @telebeast wrote a little fanfic blurb about it and I HAD to visualize it into a comic (which is also the longest comic I have finished thus far at five pages...), so writing credit goes to them.

Autism W!

[someschmuckyt]

discord try not to make an awful decision challenge (Impossible) (Failed instantly) (”We took out the part of our privacy policy that said we won’t record your calls :3”)

[pratchettquotes]

"Is that what you came to see me about?" said Leonard.

"No. I came to talk to you," said Lord Vetinari, "about the gonne."

"Oh, dear. I'm very sorry."

"I am afraid it has...escaped."

"My goodness. I thought you said you'd done away with it."

"I gave it to the Assassins to destroy. After all, they pride themselves on the artistic quality of their work. They should be horrified at the idea of anyone having that sort of power. But the damn fools did not destroy it. They thought they could lock it away. And now they've lost it."

"They didn't destroy it?"

"Apparently not, the fools."

"And nor did you. I wonder why?"

"I...do you know, I don't know?"

Terry Pratchett, Men at Arms

[corvusasteris]

the sands of time is a fantasy interactive fiction where you play as the mage of a small provincial town who, in the process of investigating into strange magical phenomena, finds themselves embroiled in a far-reaching political intrigue with potentially deadly consequences. and ghosts.

themes/tags : intrigue, fantasy, effects of time, power, magic, ghosts

You are a mage who, after being forced to flee from the capital for a crime you may or may not have committed, has taken refuge in Kemorlen, a small, unremarkable town ideal for keeping out of the political reaches of the Illyosian Empire. But when an apparently straightforward investigation into bizarre magical phenomena forces you into conflict with figures from your past and powerful forces that care little for you, how will you navigate through the oncoming storm that shatters your fragile calm ?

The continent of Aiolos has been dominated by the Illyosian Empire, with its back-stabbing nobles and complex court politics, for generations. Yet their hold is beginning to fray, and its rulers will do anything to take back their former power, sparking events that quickly spiral far out of their control.

Aiolos is a land at the crossroads of the mortal and spirit realms, where the effects of the underworld are felt keenly, and the delicate balance between mortal and spirit realms is ever on the verge of tipping over.

worldbuilding info

Flee from the capital under dubious circumstances: choose whether you were a spy or scholar when in Melera.

Meet five characters (one male, two female, one nb and one selectable: either male or nb) and choose to pursue romance, friendship, or rivalry.

Navigate a world of complicated politics, spirits that frequently won't stay dead and magic that permeates everyday existence.

Choose your name, pronouns, gender and place of origin.

Pick which area of magic you are strongest in, out of four (warding, enchantment, healing and transmutation).

Try not to get assassinated, arrested or possessed.

detailed character info

Jasper (m) :

A familiar face from your past, and not one that you expected to see again. He's a snarky, obsessive researcher into spirits and, during your time in the capital, your closest companion. After getting caught up in the incident that provoked your rather abrupt exit, you presumed him to be dead, and he you.

Leonora (f) :

The owner of the alchemists shop next door to you in Kemorlen. Despite her saving your life (numerous times) and helping you to create a new life for yourself there, she remains a figure that you know surprisingly little about. She's blunt, impulsive, skilled with a sword, and definitely hiding something. All in all, you don't quite know what to make of her.

Augustine (nb) :

A quiet, unassuming healer who arrived in town shortly after you did. Surprisingly squeamish and possessing a dry sense of humour, they have quickly become indispensable in helping you deal with the everyday magical difficulties of Kemorlen. Their past remains a mystery to you, and you suspect there may be more to them than first appears.

Mira (f) :

A charismatic bard who wanders the roads of Aiolos collecting stories, gold, and animal companions after being exiled from her home kingdom. She seems to attract trouble, but as long as the resulting chaos makes for a good tale she doesn't appear to mind much.

Theodorus (m/nb) :

A spirit with patchy memories and a thirst for revenge after being accidentally brought back from the underworld. They're awkward, restless and struggling to reconstruct a life for themselves in a world where they are supposed to be dead.

demo : here currently 17k words, prologue

release medium : twine & itch.io

rating: 16+

pinterest: here

[greyias]

OH MY GOD now it’s passive aggressively sending replies of “thanks” to the group work text please watch stop stop I’m already dead

My pest service sent me an automated text about the next time they’re coming out, and in trying to dismiss the text on my watch, I fat fingered the screen and instead sent this as a reply:

It’s a lie. I’m not on my way lol

[thirdity]

The slippages, the ambiguities, the mistakes are, finally, what make language function in the first place.

Samuel R. Delany, "Some Remarks on Narrative and Technology"

[purpledusty]

Me: Lin Kuei is like a cult

Also me to my brother: Y'know there's a comic where Kuai Liang appears with a jet... Do you think that the Lin Kuei have aircraft carrier? That they're like, the MCU's Red Room with a lot technological resources around the globe?

[pastelchad]

Sekaiichi hatsukoi is so much fun bc the tyrannical boss who takes their job way too seriously and the new employee who doesn’t know a damn thing is such a relatable concept and you can plop the entire cast into whatever au you want and it would still work just as well

[lurafita]

Alec vs. household chores

Yeah, sure, Magnus normally uses magic for most things, but he still does have a fridge and a stove and a washer and a dryer, etc. Because, you know, sometimes it's fine to do things the mundane way. What if Alec had no idea how housework worked, because living in the institute for all his life, clothes and food and all that stuff was provided. And then one day Alec, wanting to do something nice for Magnus, decides to do a load of laundry. Everything is pink afterwards. (Magnus is like: "That's alright Darling. I can pull it off. ;-)" )

[ramenwithbroccoli]

in my childhood, i was gifted one of those books of random facts. one of them was about 'famous doctors' in media, one of them being doctor who, with a short explanation below - that he's actually not really a doctor, but an eccentric alien with two hearts, who helps humanity.

however, as a kid with no acces to british television and basic level of english, facts mixed in my head, and i became convinced that the fact was refering to doctor House, from the famous show doctor house, which my mom watched sometimes. so everytime i hung around and it was on the tv i looked at it and thought "damn, that's pretty stressful. not only is this guy puking his guts out but they'll have to deal with aliens at some point"

[itsmeglycine]

hi 👋 i love your art and you're improving so fast!

have you taken art classes/do you have any learning tips?

Hello anon and thank you!!

I haven't taken any formal art classes (except for some casual ones as a kid, but I didn't learn much).

I'm just someone who loves drawing, always carries a sketchbook or iPad, and creates 5–6 new canvases a day for fun. (Like many hobbyists do?)

I study a lot of fanart, movie/show/game screenshots, photos... and try to learn by replicating what I see.

It's surprising to hear you think I've improved—thank you! Personally, I feel like my style is all over the place, and my skill level fluctuates because I haven't had structured training.

If you want faster progress, I'd recommend learning fundamentals like anatomy, color theory, and composition from professionals. Don't just wing it like I do!

Good luck with your art journey!

[angelof-thevoid]

Hobbies / Scholar

Soft scratching sounds fill the room as she draws pen against paper, leaving steady and precise ink strokes in its wake. When the tip runs dry, Ikora dips it into the small bottle of dark liquid perched in the corner of her desk, metal making the slightest clinking noise when it makes contact with the glass. 

Impractical as it may be, there was something soothing about traditional writing when taking personal notes of her research. Usually, everything could be found in a digitized form available from a database or via their ghosts. But she still believed there was value in practicing good handwriting. 

You never know if something could happen where you would need it, a hard lesson learned after the red war. Lacking access to digital information and hard line connected communications as cabal soldiers trampled the city underfoot taught her that the older ways of technology still had their uses. 

Radio was a main staple until they purged the red legion and got the city networks back up. Information written down and passed through scavenged scraps of paper when they needed to share vital details quietly. She also didn’t have her personal data pad, and telling Ophiuchus every troubled thought or concern was out of the question. Some things were best kept private to a guardian’s own mind. 

Besides, there was something soothing about recording with her own writing, seeing letters brought into reality guided by one’s own hand instead of automated by a screen or keyboard. A different kind of satisfying to have something other than the boring pixel perfect font, Ikora’s work is a flowing script with the minor flaws of her real hand.

It was also a nice way to make use of a calligraphy set gift given to her as a holiday present, being astutely thought to appreciate old historical techniques and hobbies. Ikora even considered the idea of using it to do personally written letters to others closest to her, but part of her wondered who for. She would want to do it for someone who could share her appreciation of an old art. 

Zavala was a pragmatist and likely thought keeping things digitally was more efficient than taking handwritten notes. There’s Chalco, but Chalco seldom sat still enough and it wasn’t an impossibility that anything sent to her post would be waiting a while. Ikora would hope to send a letter to someone who would see it.

Someone who would also send letters the old fashioned way. Ikora finishes off her notes and gives the ink a chance to dry on the page before pulling open a drawer for storing private papers. In it she finds an old piece of hive leather with writing scratched into it by a practiced hand, its strange odor long faded from when it first arrived. Now that’s an idea. Ikora smiles to herself as she rummages around for a fresh piece of paper and checks the small bottle of ink to make sure it remains wet. Pleased with the liquid she dips the calligraphy pen, clink clink clink, and begins to write.

Dear Eris-

[peachphernalia]

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do you ever see yourself ?

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[dream by joku]