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me: writing at night increases my focus on the work itself and really allows my creativity to flow, not to mention giving me the lack of distractions needed to improve my word choices also me:
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Someone in the M9: there was this person i used to kn-
Jester: Do YoU wAnT mE tO sEnD tHeM a MeSsAgE?
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Laura Bailey is my Queen.
I..love her so mcuh
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Would like to point out that Taliesin totally thought Caleb’s real name was metal affff
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Laura Bailey’s response to Caleb’s real backstory in last week’s Critical Role is a BIG MOOD
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when you touch a Bad Texture™ and have to scrub at ur hands until the feeling is gone
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Sir Reginald Wiggly
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I made a Tiny Jester you guys!!!
I have been living for Critical Role campaign 2 over the last few weeks, and it’s been pretty much the only thing that has helped me to begin creating again. Between my health problems and having my confidence knocked after some negative feedback I barely touched my sewing needles in months.
But now, after falling in love with these amazing people and their incredible characters I felt I needed to create something in honour of one of my favourite characters - Jester Lavorre. My drawing skills aren’t great so I decided to make a little Jester doll!
She’s made from felt, with a cork fabric corset, teeny little knickers in popsicle print cotton and a pink Handy Haversack complete with a Traveller pamphlet (“He’s pretty cool you guys”), a copy of Tusk Love (everyone’s favourite orcish smut) and of course Jester’s sketchbook.
She’s by no means perfect but it’s a start, and with each stitch I began to feel like myself again
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Me too. I have been binging waaaay too much critical role. Matt Mercer now lives in my head....and I read pretty much anything in Jester’s voice...
me: mm let’s get something to drink from the kitchen
the matt mercer in my head that spawned there as a result of me watching critical role almost non stop for two weeks: as you continue through the hallway, you eventually find yourself in the–
me: please shut the fuck up
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The Mortician’s Dream, a Cyberpunk short story sample by Jonathan Fisher (Rights reserved)
(i don’t have an elevator pitch for this yet. it’s about the Binary Dream, the expanded consciousness of the internet, and a small group of elite hackers who prize the most protected data away from the hoarders who control the world.)
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The Russian mainframe didn’t have a description to its AI core. It just hung there in digital space, a bricked up colossus of data with no description. All Bricker could determine was the sheer volume of power drawn to protect it.
Anything drawing enough comparative power to protect four American military industrialist sites was worth his attention.
Even if the run went against the cardinal rule.
He took a deep breath. The air was stale in his room, and the air conditioner failed to keep up in any meaningful way with the heat generated by the exhaust fans for his CPUs.
Every machine was connected via Ethernet to huge fiber optic ports that tapered down to two connectors that went into his temples.
He built a halo the second day he’d used the rig. Just something to distribute the weight of the connectors to his shoulders so the poundage wasn’t the sole responsibility of his neck. It looked ridiculous, but it made it easier to use.
He examined the blueprints one more time on a small laptop airgapped to the rest of the rig. This run was a fifty-fifty split; it’d either be a cakewalk or it’d be the single hardest run of his life. And until the breach, there’d be no way to tell. He took another breath, and plugged in. He sank mentally into the connection and as it happened, he became increasingly aware of the computers around his room.
As he spooled up, that awareness became less precise and distinct. The computers stopped being objects and started being extensions of his thoughts.
He felt faster, when he was down in the Dream. His mind accelerated by quantic processing that merged human thought impulse and the binary data of code into something utterly unique. Two known things created a third unknown.
The Binary Dream. Human consciousness plus every conceivable piece of digitized information. All online and accessible to anyone. A place that defies explanation, a gold mine for those dumb and brave enough to risk everything for a run.
Protecting anything in such a wide-open space required intelligence that was malicious beyond evil and intelligence that outstripped human thought. Thus came the Defensive Intelligences. Killer code designed to slag any drive that tried to penetrate the firewalls the DIs were charged with protecting.
Every run was life or death. But if you run, and you win, the data was worth more than gold.
He didn’t make notes. Notes of what happened and the play-by-play were things he wrote out fresh from the Dream, not while he was dueling. There was no energy to spare; every thought was devoted to protecting and evading the machine that wanted to melt his brain.
That’s why, when it happened, there were no notes to explain what went wrong. Bricker made the run, and the defensive intelligence slagged him into oblivion. Ripped him and his code into nothingness.
So it appeared.
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I was out Christmas shopping today and whilst I was buying my daughter’s present I discovered My Little Pony have rereleased their 1983 gen Ponies!!! They even had most of the ones I had when I was little!!!
And scented too!!!!!!
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Not gonna lie, I really REALLY want these for ME. I did buy one for Lucy because there was no way I was leaving that shop without one...but I really want some for me!
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clap your hands if you’re BISEXUAL and A LITTLE BIT OF A DUMBASS
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Sorry I have been MIA for a few weeks...I have been working like crazy to make sure I have enough money for our family Christmas trip. Today however I get to take a short break, put the razzle dazzle on and head out for the annual Sergeant’s ball. Of all the Army events this is the one that stresses me out the most as I am always very conscious of how I have to look and behave, and being around the other Army wives always amps my anxiety up to around level 1000, but I’m trying my best to be calm and relaxed....we’ll see how long that lasts...
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I Hear That’s Good
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