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vyl3tpwny · 1 year

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do you have a preferred method to get vsts and other such instruments for a DAW?? im poor as heck and dont know ANYTHING about piracy, im so scared of getting goobered by people on the internet

i wish i knew more about the best go-to sites for pirating rn unfortunately i have no clue. ppl on the internet can have such shit intentions too so i dont even know where to look or who to ask. but also here's some free + VERY cheap things u may consider (below the break):

vital synth (i will always shill for vital bc i use it constantly and its free lol)

ob-xd synth (it says buy for $49, but the free download is on the left. the buy link is just a donate)

klanghelm plugins (all these are made by one dude. mjuc is a great vintage style compressor, the dc8c is a pretty featured compressor for the price, sdrr has a particularly nice tube saturation/distortion, and vumt is a great metering plugin, i have vumt on every single project since 2019)

analog obsession (if you donate $5 to their patreon you can get every single plugin they make. also all made and maintained by one person. lots of different things, so i recommend just downloading everything and exploring the functions of the plugins)

tokyo dawn labs (all very high quality mixing stuff. they have free versions of most of their premium stuff and they're quite featured despite being free. ez.)

kilohearts (they recently made all their main effects free. and if you want their flagship stuff, its all rent-to-own as well.)

sforzando (soundfont player. if you dont know what soundfonts are, theyre essentially really condensed, lightweight sampled instruments. they can often sound rlly cheap or tacky [which might be good, i definitely love that sound] but just install this and google [instrument] soundfont and just find lots of free instruments that way)

togu audio line (some free effects and instruments if you scroll down. but i also recommend TAL Sampler if you want a cool sampler and can afford it)

meldaproduction (has a free plugin suite. theres an annoying watermark at the bottom for free versions, but everyone understands. shit is expensive)

native instruments (they have the komplete start bundle which is just a bunch of free decent stuff)

musicradar FREE SAMPLES (ive sworn by a few of the sample resources that i've gotten from musicradar as far back as 2011 lol)

looperman FREE SAMPLES (looperman is a user-sourced sample website where ppl upload samples they've made* and you can just download and use them for free. sometimes people request specific credit, so check for that if you can. *NOTE: its very possible for people to upload unlicensed samples or stuff they didn't make so use your best judgement when sorting through stuff)

freesound FREE SAMPLES (freesound rules always reliable)

synth1 (AHHHH IM SO HAPPY I CAN RECOMMEND THIS RIGHT NOW!!!! synth1 used to be abandonware but was finally picked up again and is supported by modern systems once more. i used this religiously from 2013-2017. and i'm going to start using it again honestly)

valhalladsp (this is the only exclusively premium thing i'm going to leave in this thread [aside from bitwig, below], but it's just that god damn good. every plugin of theirs is $50, so if you can manage to go for ValhallaVintageVerb and/or ValhallaDelay you will basically never need another reverb/delay ever again; would recommend NOT pirating from them if you can help it bc theyre definitely a very small company but u know.. ur call)

bitwig (if you need a DAW, i can now heartily recommend Bitwig. it's on the rent to own program through splice if you're ok getting it legally...)

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i know this isnt what u asked but i hope its still helpful. i've also rescinded my recommendations for spitfire audio bc the company was revealed to be run by a bunch of queerphobic knuckleheads. everything in this list i have personally used for my own music and can vouch for them from actual experience (YES even bitwig, i made the song "Futura" on Carousel exclusively with Bitwig, making it the first time i've made an entire song outside of Ableton since 2014).

again i hope this helps, forgive me for not knowing enough about pirating at the moment 😭 please make so much music and please look at this animal:

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tangibletechnomancy · 1 year

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How To Use AI To Fake A Scandal For Fun, Profit, and Clout

Or, I Just Saw People I Know To Be Reasonable Fall For A Fake "Ripoff" And Now I'm Going To Gently Demonstrate What Really Happened

So, we all know what people say about AI. It's just an automatic collage machine, it's stealing your data (as if the rest of the mainstream internet isn't - seriously, we should be using that knee-jerk disgust response to demand better internet privacy laws rather than try to beef up copyright so that compliance has to come at the beginning rather than the end of the process and you can be sued on suspicion of referencing, but I digress...), it can't create anything novel, some people go so far as to claim it's not even synthesizing anything, but just acting as a search engine and returning something run through a filter and "proving" it by "searching" for their own art and "finding" it.

And those are blatant lies.

The thing is, the reason AI is such a breakthrough - and the reason we memed with it so hard when DALL-E Mini and DALL-E 2 first dropped - is because it CAN create novel output. Because it CAN visualize the absurd ideas that no one has ever posted to the internet before. In fact, it would be a bigger breakthrough in computer science if we DID come up with an automatic collage machine - something that knows where to cut out a part of one image and paste it onto another, then smooth out the lighting and colors to make them fairly consistent, to make it look like what we would recognize as an image we're asking for? That would make the denoising algorithm on steroids that a diffusion model is look like child's play.

But, unlike the posts that claim that they're just acting as a collage maker at best and a search engine at worst, I'm not going to ask you to take my word for it (and stick a pin in this point, we'll come back to it later). I'm going to ask you to go to Simple Stable (or Craiyon, or the Karlo demo, if Google Colab feels too complicated for you - or if you like, do all of the above) and throw in a shitpost prompt or two. Ask for a velociraptor carousel pony ridden by a bunny. Ask for Godzilla fighting a wacky waving inflatable arm flailing tube man. Ask for an oil painting of a capybara wearing an ornate princess gown. Shitpost with it like we did before these myths took hold.

Now take your favorite result(s) and reverse image search them. Did you get anything remotely similar to your generated image? Probably not!

So then, how did someone end up getting a near perfect recreation of their work? Was that just some kind of wacky, one-in-a-million coincidence?

Well - oh no, look at that, I asked it for a simplistic character drawing and it happened to me too, it just returned a drawing of mine that I never even uploaded, and it's the worst drawing I've done since the fifth grade even just to embarrass me! Oh no, what happened, did they change things right under my nose, has digital surveillance gotten even WORSE?? Look, see, here's the original on the left, compare it to the output on the right - scary!! They're training on the contents of your computer in real time now, aaaagh!!

Except, of course, for the fact that the entire paragraph above was a lie and I did this on purpose in a way no one could possibly recreate from a text prompt, even with a perfect description.

How?

See, some models have this nifty little function called img2img. It can be used for anything from guiding the composition of your final image with a roughly drawn layout, to turning a building into a dragon...to post-processing of a hand-drawn image, to blatantly fucking lying about how AI works.

I took 5 minutes out of my day to crudely draw a character. I uploaded the image to this post. I saved the post as a draft. I stuck the image URL in the init_image field in Simple Stable, cranked the init strength up to 0.8, cleared all text prompts, and ran it. It did exactly what I told it to and tried to lightly refine the image I gave it.

If you see someone claiming that an AI stole their image with this kind of "proof", and the image they're comparing is not ITSELF a parody of an extremely well-known piece such as the Mona Lisa, or just so extremely generic that the level of similarity could be a coincidence (you/your favorite artist do/es not own the rule of thirds or basic fantasy creatures, just to name one family of example I've seen), this is what happened.

So from here you must realize that it is deeply insidious that posts that make these claims usually imply or even outright state that you should NOT try to recreate this but instead just take their word for it, stressing ~DON'T FEED THE MACHINE~. It's always some claim about "ohhh, the more you use them, the more they learn, I made a SACRIFICE so you don't have to" - but txt2img functions can't use your interaction to learn jack shit. There's no new information in a text prompt for them TO learn. Most img2img models can't learn from your input either, for that matter! I still recommend being careful about corporate img2img toys - we know that Facebook, for instance, is happy to try and beef up facial recognition for the WORST possible reasons - but if you're worried about your privacy and data harvesting, any given txt2img model is one of the least worrying things on the internet today.

So do be careful with your privacy online, and PLEASE use your very understandable knee-jerk horror response to how much extremely personal content can be found in training databases as a call to DEMAND better privacy laws ("do not track" should not be just for show ffs) and compliance with security protocols in fields that deal with very private information (COMMON CRAWL DOESN'T GO FAR OUT OF ITS WAY, IT SHOULD NEVER HAVE BEEN ABLE TO GET ANY MEDICAL IMAGES THE PATIENTS DIDN'T SHARE THEMSELVES HOLY SHIT, SOME HOSPITAL WORKERS AND/OR MEDICAL COMMUNICATIONS DEVELOPERS BETTER BE GETTING FIRED AND/OR SUED) - but don't just believe a convenient and easy-to-disprove lie because it aligns with that feeling.

#generated artwork #sort of #not art #also sort of

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On June 23, 2021, You Tube announced that any Pre-2017 unlisted videos will be made private on July 23, 2021. Why? BTW this is an attempt to raise awareness about an event few fans may even know took place and highlight the importance of supporting archiving projects. It's written by those directly involved - any re-blogs are appreciated. An example of a rescued vid is at the end. Security update: Why? You Tube screwed up when it first developed unlisted videos. There was a loophole. Any unlisted video that was added to a playlist would automatically be made public. Oops! June 23, 2021 was when they made a formal announcement about their efforts to rectify it. You Tube's Solution? - Blanket privatization of ALL pre-2017 unlisted videos & then apply the security update for all new unlisted videos going forward. What if you don't want your pre-2017 unlisted videos to be made private? Filling out a form telling You Tube to do nothing is one option. Great for people who don't mind filling forms to send to You Tube. Make your videos public. 🤨 or download them and reupload them then make them unlisted with the new update. 🙄 You can watch the video below for descriptions of all the options. Most not ideal. Official Video: Released June 23, 2021. You can watch it whenever if you want to, but I must say contrary to what one would expect it is a very clear explanation without too much technical jargon. However, it doesn't really explain the obvious ramifications of this.

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What are the freaking Ramifications: You Tube is 18 years old. What?!?!! 😲 Yeah, I know. Any pre-2017 videos would account for more than half of You Tube's history (11 years) and therefore fandom's history on You Tube. How many fans would be aware they had a 30-day notice and could act in time? Were you even aware of this?

More Issues: More importantly, how many users with abandoned accounts with noteworthy, valuable unlisted fanvids are no longer around to fill out a form. How many "Dead Embeds" would be the result of this when the videos go private. Many prefer to Unlist and Embed on other sites. Unlisted is not the same as private. It only means the videos can't be searched and found on You Tube but is available to anyone with a link or Embed. Private basically means no longer accessible and limited to people who were emailed a link directly.

There were only 2 people in Fandom (to my knowledge) who worked on rescuing content like that. We had about 2 weeks before the July 23, 2021 deadline to archive about 11 years of Pre-2017 unlisted fanvids and ask questions later. One of those people was Morgan Dawn and the other was myself. Other archive teams did work on this but their focus was on other types of videos related gaming, political history, anime, etc. Essentially non-fandom. In a nutshell, our collaboration led to the rescue approximately 12K unlisted fan videos. 12K fanvids that would have been made private forever and unable to be seen. The Work About 50% of that total came from accounts that had never uploaded a video since 2018. The work involved required more technical knowledge & resources than we had ever used before on any prior archive projects. There were several brand-new archive techniques we developed specifically out of necessity during that intense time period. One example was renting multiple virtual machines to sift through thousands of playlists just to find a fraction of unlisted videos. There was so much at stake. What happened with the content that was archived?

To my knowledge, there isn't an Open Doors for fanvids. There is just a few dedicated individuals who may be bad at promoting their work. Let's face it, when there is a fire at a library you marshal all resources to save as many books as you can and worry about everything else later. If archiving speaks to you whether that is fanzine, oral history or fanvid related, then there are certain things you can do:

Follow this Tumblr (we will post about relevant projects here)

If you have time, ask us how you can volunteer on projects and see if what we offer works for you. You can always opt out.

Re-blog this so that maybe someone who does have time sees this.

If you don't have time support our Patreon https://patreon.com/vidding

If you don't have time or money like this post acknowledging you appreciate that this work is being done even if you can't assist in those ways.

Choose whichever options work for you if possible.

This kind of work is done by very few people and not necessarily by those you would think would do this type of work. It can fly under the radar and so can support. This is an attempt to raise awareness which sometimes we are too busy to take time to do. If support doesn't go to the right places projects like this may never have happen or may not be as successful as they could be. This Unlisted You Tube Project is a perfect example of something a lot of fans may not be aware even took place. Thank you for whatever method of support you choose. The following experience was brought to you by archiving.

The following vid is one of the 12k saved. It's a Kirk/Spock vid. You will not find this vid anywhere but here. I know. I went to the original vidder's You Tube Channel https://www.youtube.com/@xKelociraptor and they have other vids on there. Last vid uploaded 11 years ago and no contact info. You want to know the kicker? I looked at all the other vids they have available but the best one (in my opinion) is the one that was unlisted & rescued. Unlisted vids are not necessarily unfinished projects or bad takes of a final version that should not see the light of day. They can in some cases be the best vids you will never see.

If you liked this post you might like this:

The last vidder friendly hosting & streaming site?

#fanvid #vidding #archiving #Youtube

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suzukiblu · 5 months

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who is match?

That . . . is a slightly complicated question, friend, because he keeps getting either retconned or getting given VERY alternate origins, hah. When I'M talking about him, I'm usually talking about specifically this version:

THAT Match is the OG version from the nineties, who was created by the Agenda as a clone of Superboy and meant to be the first draft/test run of a line of metahuman clone soldiers they wanted to produce to, like, sell to the highest bidder. He's an asshole who insists that he has no free will and therefore can't be enslaved while VERY CLEARLY BEING A PERSON WITH FREE WILL WHO IS BEING ENSLAVED, and the Agenda mostly trots him out to pretend to be Superboy and fuck with Project Cadmus or the superhero community in general or just try to murder Superboy/Young Justice/whoever they're annoyed with this week, I guess. His whole thing is he's better-educated than Superboy and knows more about literally everything but especially how their powers work, because he got the full education uploads (AND THE FULL INDOCTRINATION UPLOADS, JUST SAYIN') while Superboy got yanked out of his own cloning tube early and saved from . . . well, at least SOME of the mind control that Cadmus was gonna stuff in his head. SOME of it.

( goddammit, Lex )

This Match considers Superboy obsolete and himself as a better, updated version of their design, and again, is way better-educated and better with their powers. He is also way less creative and self-motivated, however, which tends to bite him in the ass when Superboy decides to get batshit in their fights. Like, that's generally how Superboy beats him, when he does: he just does something absolutely fucking STUPID and it works because Match is thinking "no one would actually be that stupid--oh my GOD how are you THIS STUPID?!?!"

Later on for no apparent reason they decided to have him genetically degrade and go Bizarro in Teen Titans, which annoyed the fuck out of me because it's actually the literal worst possible thing you could do to a character who prides themselves on being an improved design and more intelligent than their rival/enemy/foil, but like . . . the narrative was not really examining that, from what I know of it, the narrative was just "oh Bizarro Superboy is here to upset/freak out everybody while Kon is dead and also now he's being mind-controlled by an asshole and the good guys are . . . fine with that? for some reason??" and just . . . sigh. SIGH. And then he gets fucking murdered and used for scrap parts to make MORE Superboy clones, which oh my god, fucking horrifying TOO and YET . . .

Though apparently in Rebirth, he's alive again and they've semi-redone his origin and made him a clone of Superboy that Amanda Waller has inexplicably managed to produce and even more inexplicably somehow uploaded all of Kon's memories into? Somehow?? And is forcing to work on the Suicide Squad for her, because fuck Amanda Waller, jfc. And for a while in there he thought he WAS Kon, because like, how the fuck would he have known different. So that was fun for him to find out about, I guess! Especially because he ALSO started to Bizarro-degenerate about five seconds into that particular realization.

FYI KON HAS TRIED TO SAVE THIS BOY SO MANY TIMES AND IT HAS NEVER WORKED. NEVER. IT KILLS ME.

Also he seems to have inherited Kon's thing for older women along with his presumable memories, cough cough cough.

And ALSO there's a version of Match in Young Justice Animated who is actually OLDER than Conner, because he was directly cloned from purely Kryptonian DNA and then failed as a weapon because he wasn't controllable, and Project Kr was created as a hybridized clone after he became too unmanageable to use. He's apparently just full-stop psychotically violent due to shitty mental conditioning and instability in his Kryptonian DNA, and very much unbalanced, which is waaaaay different than the more calculating and educated version we first got in the comics.

It actually low-key makes me insane that they apparently just decided to make a character who was all uncontrollable violence and rage and just, like . . . never revisit him or actually HELP him despite the fact that he is EXPLICITLY both mentally AND physically compromised and therefore can't really be considered to be, you know, an informed asshole making informed asshole decisions any more than Conner was when his pod first got cracked. Project Match is a fucking baby who's had a very shit excuse for a "life" and has been CONDITIONED to respond violently AND is effectively suffering from a genetic disorder, but we're just gonna . . . ignore that, I guess . . . and punish him for it? I guess?? For being how he was made and not having the mental capacity to figure out how to be anything else in the, like, thirty fucking seconds of actual consciousness the series allows him??

And I am just not gonna talk about what they did to him in the tie-in comic, hahaha. FUCK that tie-in comic.

( one day I will write fix-it fic for you, YJ Animated Match. one day. I AM COMING FOR YOU. BE STRONG. )

#dreamerking27 #rintalk #long post #god I got INTO this lol #I USED VISUAL AIDS FFS #whatever no regrets #not sorry

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spamwmona · 8 months

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Rick Sanchez X Reader Through A Screen pt. 1

Rick is literally a walking trigger so I guess beware. Been obsessing over this old fuck more than he obsesses over Prime Rick, so this might be a series. I'm open to ideas and changing things up if anyone wants to recommend shit, I'll do smut too if it makes you all happy. I'm bored and finally have my laptop fixed so I'm back on my shit again. I also work full time, so sorry if things are uploaded late.

He worked quietly, a few belches escaping his throat, never breaking the comfortable silence that filled his lab beneath the garage. You were above ground with his family, making small talk, he was sure, because that was the kind of person he found you to be. You clouded his mind as much as Prime Rick did these days, and he was sure it was sickening. He hadn’t looked in a mirror in weeks, but he could feel the stubble on his face as he dragged his hand down it hopelessly.

He knew taking you would bring Prime here, it was only a matter of time, and he knew he was risking his family's lives, but he was selfish. There were other Beths in the universe, other Jerrys, and Summers, he didn’t need these ones, right? All he needed was You and Morty. There was no one like you two to be found, even if there were multiple Mortys in the universe, this one made him feel something. This one made him feel protective.

What about you? He couldn’t figure out how you made him feel.

Using a piece of your hair he found in his ship, He searched each dimension for another version of you, any version of you, yet there was none.

That's what made you special to Prime Rick, but how did he get you? In a galaxy full of universes so vast, it didn’t make sense unless you died in all the others.

He asked you question after question for the first week, getting nothing but a cold shoulder and glare unless others were around. He scanned your brain, traveled into your memory without you knowing and what he found kept him up at night. That's what led him down this path, deciding to keep you here and search for Rick once more. He hoped Prime valued you as much as he led Rick to believe.

He had to, why else would he kidnap a strange teenage girl off her world and keep her hidden in an invisible lab, drugging her with love hormones? Morty was the one who found you as Rick tried to chase the possible clone of Prime Rick down a sliding tube. He was mocking Rick, just like he always had.

You were banging on a door when you got Mortys attention. Rick didn’t care until the door opened and you fell out. At first, Rick thought Prime was using this as a distraction, but if the clone was a distraction, why have another? Something in his gut screamed this was more serious andbto take you and ditch the place.

So that’s what he did. It took you a lot of time to get adjusted, you were used to being there only to validate Prime. He would often be very loving towards you, leaving you feeling high off of oxytocin, then just as soon as you felt good about the relationship you two had, he’d criticize you, blow up on you, leave you for months without so much of a “HI”.

That was the part you knew, you didn't know he was watching you, making sure you didn't get a scratch on you unless he permitted it.

It was his elaborate scheme to make you feel powerless unless he was around, because more often than not, you were isolated, touch starved and deprived of human contact. It led to delusions and paranoia on your part, along with feeling cold and shut off to the rest of the world.

Rick discovered he was drugging you with a chemical that forced you to feel like you were in love with him, so after a couple days of being away, you started to feel yourself again and realized you had a strong hatred for all Ricks, including the one who “saved” you. You knew it was for his own benefit, that's all Ricks ever cared about.

Rick grumbled and slumped in his seat, defeat washing over him at another failed attempt in locating Prime Rick.

Above ground, the Smith family gathered into the car, realizing they forgot to grab a few things for christmas dinner and decided to have a family trip to the market, leaving Rick and You in the living room setting up more Christmas decorations. You hummed, hanging the garland where the ceiling met the wall, entranced by the beautiful shimmer.

It had been so long since you celebrated anything besides Prime Rick's success at making technology you never cared for.

Rick stood nearby adding snowflakes to the tree. He couldn’t help stealing glances at you, thoughts of your beauty and how nothing could compare to it filled his mind. He was programmed to abide by your every wish, and to keep Morty happy, to think and act like the real Rick but to care twenty two percent more than the original. He felt guilty not being able to tell anyone the Truth, but Morty had already found out, and he knew it wouldn't be long before you did too.

Leaning over a little too far to the side, you gasped feeling the stepping stool wobble, and before long you were squealing out in shock as you collapsed on a pile of pillows Rick shot out of his hand. Rushing to your side, he quickly scanned you with his eye, then let out a deep breath of relief when the scan came back negative for any injuries.

“R-Rick… Thank you.” You mumbled, glancing up at him, then looking down shamefully. You felt a pain in your chest, waiting for him to call you stupid, or make fun of you, a reminder of how superior he was, something all Ricks seemed to have in common. Memories of Prime Rick filled your head, knowing he would have mocked you for making such a small mistake.

“Y-yeah *brugghbb* Are you okay?” He asked, helping you to your feet, eyeing every move you made. He knew the answer already, but your body was tense and he could tell something was bothering you.

“Yeah- no, no, I'm completely fine, thank you.” You smiled forcefully at the pointy haired man. You hated looking at him, it felt patronizing. You were tortured by this man, maybe not this exact one, but by a counterpart of his. You stood up, and began to walk away while dusting yourself off, but before you could take a step forward, he grabbed your wrist, and in turn, you looked back at him, hate filling your E/C eyes.

“Something’s bothering you- y-you were fine before you fell, what's-what’s wrong?” Rick dully stared into your eyes. Keeping a firm, but gentle grip on you.

“Fuck off.” He was caught by surprise by your sharp tongue, not having ever dealt with your bipolar mood swings and only seeing the facade you put up around others. This was the first time alone with the Rick Bot, but in your head,you thought it was just Rick. You weren't aware your savior was beneath ground haunted by his past and drowning in depression and whiskey. You didn’t know enough about Rick to know if that was him or not, you never cared to pay much attention to him, in turn making him angry because he was so used to having all eyes on him, he was so egotistical, and full of himself.

Maybe that's what caught Prime Rick's attention. You couldn’t care for enabling self-centered assholes who believed they were on par with God, even if you didn’t believe such a thing existed, which is funny because more unbelievable things than an invisible man filled your life. Hell, traveling through dimensions is possible, who's to say God isn’t?

Rick let you go, and you rushed off to your shared room with Summer.

#rick and morty #rick sanchez #morty smith #rick sanchez x reader #x reader

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senkusphone · 1 year

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@aresagainstthemachine asked so this one is for you. Video of it working at the end.

Here's the one project I am so proud of I named my entire blog after it.

Back in 2020, while I was stuck at home with few pleasant things to do, I decided to bring this contraption to life.

Only recently had I gotten into this inspiring series called Dr. Stone, and when I saw them make this device in the anime, I knew it was my divine calling to build it, for I had prior experience building circuits with vacuum tubes, an interest that was fostered greatly by my late grandfather when I was a boy. It had been because of the stories he'd tell me that I built my first crystal radio back then (which took me about 4 years of trial and error). Now, people had ''built'' the phone on youtube at least once before, but I was not satisfied with what they did, when they used parts that were too advanced and didn't even get it to transmit a voice, only to pick up radio stations. So I tried to go beyond while being as accurate as possible to the level of technology they had, I was seeking to achieve more with less

Making something that picks a radio signal is relatively easy, the challenge was making it also produce its own signal so it could truly be used as a phone (or more accurately, like a walkie talkie), and I restricted myself to use the most primitive tubes I had, the ones most similar to what old Kaseki would have made.

(Happy birthday to Kaseki by the way, February 9th) I started out using this beautiful Western Electric 262-A tube. This general purpose triode was developed around 1928 by the Bell Telephone company and one of the things it was known to be used for, was in cinema projectors to amplify the sound from the early talkie films. I think that's interesting enough to mention.

It wasn't long until my experiments showed great promise, eventually I moved on to a type 45 vacuum tube, another triode which is more powerful as a transmitter than the 262-A yet its construction is much more primitive. This tube is very similar to what Senku & Co. would've had.

I started building the definitive device, simultaneously laying a plan to combine a transmitter and receiver in the same unit using just one tube, a task that required this one part to perform four different duties (because I hadn't read the manga, and I didn't know the final unit they dispatched used two tubes instead of just one). On new year's eve at the end of 2020, the circuit was broadcasting One Small Step by Lillian Weinberg, loud and clear to a radio across the room.

You can get a recording of that in the link below as Tumblr won't let me upload it (yes I am using discord to host files, it also works for hosting images for your fanfics on Ao3, you're welcome).

The wooden circuit board was wired with homemade wires, made by cutting a sheet of copper into strips, and wrapping them in cotton and thread. A relay is used to switch the phone from receiver mode to transmitter mode with the push of a button.

Then the coils were calculated and wound, including the iconic large transmit coil

but would this coil that was made to look like the one in the series, be suitable to repeat what I had achieved in my experiments, would it resonate and produce the signal?

yes

I intended originally to have this project done before season 2 of Dr. Stone started, and put out a youtube video, but that ended up not happening. Still, the unit finally came together, and the plastic housing was a tupper with the rim cut off, painted orange and applied lettering.

By now season 2 had already ended, I believe, or it was soon to. Before I painted the case, I had to have one definitive test, to see that my creation demonstrated the functionality it promised, and now I had just the right voice to do it.

The final circuit was based on the work of radio pioneer Edwin Howard Armstrong, who was one of the fellows who invented the wireless world we know it today.

I turned the switch, and watched as the tungsten filament in the tube started glowing red. First I adjusted the receive coil and a radio station came in on the crystal earpiece, then, with a radio receiver in tune nearby, I started the sound I wanted to send over the air, and I pressed the transmit button...

It's true, it can be done. Today, there are people still alive who saw the day when the cutting edge of electronics was at this level. How far we've come from these baby steps, over such a short time.

Isn't science awesome?

I still haven't built a second unit.

#dr. stone #senku's phone #dcst #drst #drstone #dr stone #art #storytime #long post #happy birthday kaseki #science project

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archiveikemen · 11 months

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"Black Wedding" Story Event: Premium END

Jude's Route

I do not own any of the Ikemen Series content being uploaded on this blog, everything belongs to CYBIRD. Please support them by playing their games and buying stories. Not 100% accurate, expect mistakes.

read this before interacting with my posts

This story is in Jude's POV.

(What an ugly place.)

After putting every single one of the cultists to sleep, I stood before the altar where the wedding ceremony was to be held, cursing to myself in my head.

(Binding themselves to promises that last an eternity, as if they’re completely guilt free.)

(Vows of love are the same as curses.)

What was so great about cursing each other to cling onto your love in sickness and in painful times?

The clean handed atmosphere, solemn tube playing at the organ, and the fragrant scent of flowers… all of it was like an annoying tool used for cursing.

There was nothing beautiful about anything called a “promise”.

To me, at least.

And then, the church door opened — and Kate appeared wearing a black dress.

(Hah, she’s so nervous that her teeth are practically chattering.)

However, she raised her head with her lips pursed.

She wore an odd expression on her face the moment our eyes met.

(...?)

With an absent-minded and feverish look on her face, Kate slowly walked down the aisle leading to the altar.

(... Hah.)

(Is she acting like a fool because she got too caught up in the mood of this “wedding ceremony”?)

(Seriously, she’s so simple-minded that it’s concerning.)

Jude: What’s with those hundred comical faces you’re making?

Kate: Huh…?

Kate blinked when I started talking to her, as if she had only just realised that she reached the altar.

(You’re burdened by your role as a “fairytale writer”, decking yourself out because you’re sincere about keeping your promise.)

(There's no saving this princess.)

She looked so defenceless standing there in her wedding dress.

— Even a fingernail could tear her into shreds in an instant.

Jude: You look so absent-minded for a bride. Are you really getting married?

Then, a long-haired man wearing glasses with a pleasant demeanour arrived.

(... This guy is the “Founder”.)

Man In Glasses: This loving couple has come such a long way.

Amor: My name is Amor. I am a manservant of love and representative of Amour, I will make your love last an eternity.

(... Does this guy actually have a screw loose?)

The way that man said those stupid things with exaggerated gestures was beyond sickening, it gave me goosebumps.

(Would be great if I could just put him to sleep right now so that he would shut up, but…)

(I won’t be satisfied until I torment him for all the ridicule he put me through.)

I recalled the contents of the investigation report I read on our way here.

(“It is likely that the couples were poisoned after vowing their love to each other”, huh.)

In that case—

(An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth — a poison for a poison.)

Amor: Come now, those who are truly in love with each other have no need for vows.

Amor: If you vow to love each other forever… close your eyes and kiss.

Kate: … *gasp*

Kate gasped, bewildered by his words.

(Hah, she’s losing her composure even though we’re not doing this for real.)

Kate was getting visibly restless, and I lifted her chin with a finger.

When I pulled her closer, her eyes grew so wide that they looked as if they were going to pop out of their sockets.

Kate: Ah…

Jude: Mm.

(Look up. I’m bringing our faces closer to deceive him.)

Kate pointed her chin upward as I had instructed and her face turned red.

(Hah…?)

(Does she think I’m really going to do it?)

I stared at her trembling lips in disbelief.

Despite being in a mess and feeling restless, Kate squeezed her eyes shut, as if bracing herself for what's coming.

(... Tch.)

(I didn't think she’d be this softhearted of a person.)

– Flashback Start –

Kate: I don’t believe that love will magically last an eternity just by holding a ceremony, making promises to a superior being, and reciting vows to the people around us.

Kate: But… I think that’s why people make promises to each other.

Kate: Whenever they feel like they might break the promise, as long as they still have the memory of them making that promise together, they’ll gain the courage to keep going and not give up.

– Flashback End –

It was those beautiful things that made me sick to the stomach.

And yet, I was certain that those beautiful things were true in the world she lived in.

(She’s extremely upfront about her feelings, honest to a fault, and good-natured.)

(She’s a princess who knows nothing about hardships, and wholeheartedly believes in those sickening things that are nothing more than mere lip service.)

(I can’t believe a woman like her would make an eternal vow to me... even if this is a joke, it isn't funny.)

I envied people who could lead beautiful lives, and I had a cruel desire to ruin it for them so that they would understand.

Jude: … What are you closing your eyes for?

Kate: Huh…?

She opened her eyes that were closed in preparation to be kissed.

Jude: You’re really foolish, you know that?

I looked into her eyes that were wide open and sealed her lips with mine.

Kate trembled and stared at me in surprise.

Kate: Um… uh…

Jude: … Pfft, you’ve got a stupid look on your face.

(This will teach her a lesson, and she’ll reflect on herself.)

Amor: I hereby pronounce you husband and wife… I will now make your love last forever.

Amor: Now, you are to pour this wine into each other's mouths.

Amor produced two wine glasses in an exaggerated manner.

Jude: Is this a secret potion that will make love “last forever”?

Amor: Yes, that is correct.

There was no doubt that the wine was poisoned.

(Nice smile.)

(That face will soon contort due to panic and agony, just thinking of it is making me excited.)

Jude: Which reminds me, you spilled water on someone during the day time, didn’t you?

Amor: … Huh?

Amor was drenched in the bright red wine.

I deliberately aimed it at his face, so that the wine would permeate the mucous membranes of his eyes and nose.

Amor: !? Uwah…arghh…!?

Panicking, Amor rushed to the shelves next to the altar.

Kate: What is he doing…?

Jude: He’s searching for the antidote.

Kate: The… antidote…?

The moment Kate realised that the wine was the poison that caused the deaths of those couples, her face turned pale.

Kate: How did you know?

Jude: I read through the investigation report in advance.

The way Kate stared at me was as if she were saying “I never heard of you doing that”.

(Of course I kept it from you.)

(If I told you, you’d probably get frightened and spill the beans.)

Ignoring her gaze, I walked towards Amor who took what looked like a bottle of medicine from the shelf.

I grabbed his wrist and twisted his arm before he could open the lid.

Jude: You make other people suffer, and yet you try to escape when it’s your turn to go through the same thing you put them through…

Jude: You’re no different from an insect.

Amor: Ugh… gguh…!

(Let me hear more of that horrid shrieking.)

(Come on, you’ll be poisoned to death if you don't hurry.)

Amor: T-There’s no time… ugh, let go of me! I-I’ll do anything… anything…!

Jude: Anything? Fine. If that’s the case, sign a contract with me.

Jude: A contract to serve me till the day you die. Will you promise me that?

When Amor nodded his head, I let go of his wrist.

Looking laughably panicky, he forced open the lid of the bottle and swallowed its contents.

(Good job.)

I poked Amor's forehead with my finger.

I used my curse’s power to put anyone whose forehead I touched to sleep, and sent Amor to the deepest depths of the land of dreams.

Kate: … What do you plan to do with him?

Jude: I have yet to decide what to use him for.

I looked down at Amor lying on the floor and breathing in his sleep.

(He’d be good to be used as a specimen, or I could just toss him onto a cargo ship.)

Kate: Um… where are the rest of the cultists?

Jude: In their dreamlands. Even the guy who was playing the organ.

— The mission is completed “for the time being”.

(I wonder if that’s what she’s thinking.)

Feeling relieved, Kate let out an exasperated sigh.

Jude: You didn’t realise that you were close to “signing” a god awful contract, did you?

Kate: Huh…?

Kate blinked and tilted her head to the side in puzzlement.

(What did you do just now?)

(Did you already forget what you did to me?)

(This woman is terrible. I have no idea how she managed to live until now.)

Jude: “If you vow to love each other forever, close your eyes and kiss.”

Jude: When you closed your eyes… were you prepared to be ridiculed by me for the rest of your life?

It took 5 seconds for that to click in Kate’s head.

It was entertaining to see her turn bright red.

Kate: That was… that was because I thought we had to kiss for the vows so that we could make him let his guard down…!

Jude: All we had to do was bring our faces closer to deceive Amor into thinking we really kissed.

Kate: T-Then why did you kiss me?

Kate: It would've been better if we tricked him instead…

Jude: I wanted to see what kind of stupid face you would make because of that.

(Even if it was fake, kissing for the sake of a vow wasn't a good idea, and so that was my punishment for this foolish princess who so easily offered herself to me.)

Jude: Don’t worry. /I/ didn’t close my eyes.

Kate: I didn’t close my eyes intending to vow my eternity to you either…!

Jude: Oh, really?

Kate’s face was beet red, she was shaking and left speechless.

(Hah, I like that face. Her frustrated expression is the cutest.)

Jude: That facial expression is unbecoming of a bride, Princess.

Kate: That’s fine.

I tried to imagine how much more I had to teach this woman about how dirty the world was, before she would fall into despair and no longer be able to say those beautiful things.

(... I can’t imagine it.)

Instead, I imagined her standing there in a quandary, scowling at the shitty reality before her—

I felt a twinge at the pit of my stomach.

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fizzing-imagines · 11 months

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Hellfire After Hours | Billy Hargrove x Plus Size! Alt! Reader

Notes: I've tried uploading this 20 times now until I realized that tumblr won't let me post until I delete the entire smut scene. So here y'all have the censored version (u can dm me for the smut scene lol). Please note that reader is female in this and don't be hard on me, this is my first time writing smut. Big thank you to @billyssillywilly for helping me out. Enjoy!

Bad End: Here

Good End: Here

Warnings: Bullying, Swearing and sexual innuendos

Word Count: 2.5k-ish

Billy wasn't supposed to look twice when you passed by him. You hung out with the freaks, blasted Black Sabbath when pulling into the parking lot, wore dark makeup and ripped clothes. In addition, you had a few extra pounds to you. There was nothing he should be attracted to, but yet he was. He couldn't stop imagining your blood red lips wrapped around his dick, and grabbing your plushy hips while slamming into you. He wanted nothing more than to rip your clothes even further while making you tell him what you do with your freak-friend Gareth Emerson every other day after school. And he hated you for it. He despised you more than anyone else in the school for something that was entirely his fault. And he has tried everything to get you down. Billy has called you a cow, fatso, lard-ass, you name it, he said it to you. But last time, when he called you a quarter pounder, all you said was "At least I get pounded." and it made his dick twitch. And he hated Gareth for getting what he wanted so desperately, but what he hated more was that Gareth not only didn't care what he had to say but also that you protected him. That freak wasn't even your boyfriend, for fuck sake.

Billy Hargrove hated you like nothing else in Hawkins High.

"He's starring again.", Gareth mumbled to you at lunch. The two of you were seated at your table, waiting for your other friends to join. "Who?", you asked with a half-full mouth of mac and cheese. "Hargrove.", your friend-with-benefits replied. All you did was shrug your shoulders and put another fork full of your food in your mouth. "Let him. What is he gonna do, tell me to eat less food?" The last three words were spoken in a mocking tone. Gareth chuckled at your words and looked back at his food, but not before sneaking a glance at your boobs that were practically squeezing out of your Coroded Coffin tube top. You didn't comment since you couldn't blame him. One thing you were confident in is your looks - and you knew that Billy has been thirsting after you. Did you hate him? Yes, absolutely, but knowing that he secretly wanted to bang you was hilarious and such a treat. Speaking of the devil:

"Hey fattie.", Billy called over before standing next to you. "You ain't gonna loose weight if you keep eating junk like a pig." All you did was giggle at his words before replying: "Are you sure you want me to loose weight? My tits would be so much smaller, and I know how much you love starring at them." Billy was flabbergasted for a good second before scoffing and turning heel to walk away, but not before calling you a cow. "You know, I think you'll eventually regret talking to him like that.", Gareth said before eating a fork full of salad. "Oh really? What is the big manbaby gonna do?" You laughed and continued eating.

Just like your friends, you were in the Hellfire Club. Eddie had another campaign, a really good one, but your sorcerer died in a kamikaze attack to save Gareth the Great just an hour into the game. It frustrated you that you had to sit there for two more hours without doing anything, even though you loved listening to how Eddie led his campaign. The party and the campaign were finished after three hours total, leaving you as the next dungeon master for the following two sessions. As always, you volunteered to clean up after everyone so you left last. What you didn't expect was the basketball team to finish at the same time today. They were always done long before Hellfire finished up, so you saw them loading their cars as you walked out of the school. You threw your D&D books in your trunk while hearing the remaining cars driving away. Just as you thought you were alone while slamming your trunk shut, someone stood next to you. "What do you want?", you asked in a condescending tone while putting your school bag into the passenger seat. "You got a real big mouth, you know that?" He fumbled a cigarette out while talking - and he looked pissed. "You know, for someone who will always be a single imbecile. You should be nice, at least if you have to be fat." You scoffed at his words while leaning against your car. Any other day than today you would've made a passing comment, get behind the wheel and drive away. But now, after having your character be killed at the beginning of the campaign, being yelled at by your gym teacher and now Billy saying this you've had it. "You know, you're gonna be one of those husbands who yells at his wife to make him a sandwich and get divorced three times." He glared at you, even though he provoked you. "And your kids won't talk to you. They'll let you rot away in a nursing home while you wonder why nobody loves you." He got closer and looked down on you, probably hoping to intimidate you. It didn't work. "You'll never get the pleasure of a wife who will make you lunch for work and homemade cookies for desert. There is nothing but sadness, Billy." He blew the smoke from his cigarette in your face and pit it out on the roof of your car. "What are you gonna do, huh? Punch me? Do it. Fucking do it, you pussy." You didn't care anymore, the words were spit from your mouth, right at his face. You were fed up with him and his bullshit. But Billy, who cares too much, grabbed you by your jaw and pushed your back against your own car. Admittedly, you were a bit scared now but in some sick way...it made you horny. He looked beyond pissed, a storm was brewing in his eyes, his jaw clenched and nostrils widened. And you couldn't think of anything more attractive. "I hate you, so much.", he hissed out. "How can you not be miserable, looking the way you do." It wasn't a question towards you. More so, he asked himself how you can be happy while he had to suffer by himself. Billy felt how a lump formed in his throat, but he knew he couldn't cry. Not in public, and especially not in front of you.

What you didn't know was that Neil shoved Billy into his bookshelf this morning. He shoved him so hard that the bookshelf almost fell on top of him and his back was bruised. But he couldn't cry - he had to get Max and him to school. All day, it kept building up. His team lost in gym class, he failed math and had to explain that to Neil now, he got detention and now you read him like a book. Everything build up, and it became too much. He needed a way to let it out. That way was you.

"Dude, it's okay to cry.", you told him with a raised eyebrow. "Just do that shit in your car. I'm not your therapist." Billy let you push him off of you easily, giving you the chance to get in your car and drive off.

After that incident, Billy left you alone for two weeks. Even when his friends wanted to tease you, he just told them that you're not worth it and walked away. Gareth, knowing you enough, noticed it at the beginning of week two. "What's with Hargrove?", he asked you while giving you his desert cookie. With a grin, you took it from him while saying: "What's supposed to be with him?" Gareth looked past your head to see Billy eating at the popular kids table without starting a conversation. Only a short glance at you sometimes. "Keeps looking at you, but hasn't said anything in, what, a week?" You smirked at Gareth, winked at him and asked: "Jealous?", which was followed by your other friends at the table, aka Corroded Coffin, making gagging noises. "No seriously, what is it with him?", Gareth kept pushing. You haven't told any of them what had happened with Billy, you didn't want to tell nor have them know. But now that Gareth noticed, they won't stop asking until you told them what had happened. So you told them, whispered everything you could remember to them just quietly enough for nobody to overhear, conveniently leaving out the part where his anger turned you on. Jeff sat open-mouthed without saying a word, Gareth and his best friend started talking about how much of an asshole he is while Eddie sat and watched the other react. "It's not a big deal, seriously.", you reassured them while unpacking your cookie. "His ego is bruised, so what? Big deal." The four guys shared a look while you took a bite of your cookie. What were they on about now? "What?", you asked with a mouth full of food. "Nothing, jeez.", Gareth said before starting to eat his own food again. Eddie changed the topic to D&D after a while, saying he was excited to finish your own campaign later today.

The rest of the day went by fast, but not only for you. Billy couldn't get you out of his mind ever since he pinned you against your car. He was angry at first, not wanting to admit his attraction to you and still asking himself, why you? Then his anger directed itself at your friend, fucking Gareth Emerson, who got anything he wanted from you. At the same time fear got the best of him, because what if Gareth got to you first? What if he took what he thought was his, even though you didn't even pay attention to him when he didn't try to provoke you. And he was convinced that he only wanted to fuck you, but when he thought of you being with Gareth, kissing him, holding his hand or going to some stupid prom with him it made him furious. He didn't want that to happen. So then he got sad, because any chance he might have had with you was out of the window. Who would date someone that called them fat on a regular basis? And since when did he want to date anybody? Nothing made sense to him anymore, so he decided to get to his senses after your D&D session. He patiently waited in front of the theatre room, where your club held it's sessions and listened to you leading the campaign through the door. Your voice was filled with nothing but happiness and excitement as you spoke, and your laugh sounded heavenly to him. His heart started beating faster as he heard the party celebrate their victory and pack up their things. Once again, you volunteered to clean up their leftover cans, snacks and put the figurines away. All four other party members let out a disapproving scoff as they saw Billy leaning against the wall next to the door but he just ignored them and glared at Gareth before going in.

Your back was turned as you sorted the little figurines to each member of Hellfire. You made all of them put their initials on the bottom of each figure that belonged to them after switching figurines up regularly. Eddie started calling you mom after that in a joking manner, even though you were a year younger than him. Not even the door shutting concerned you since you thought it were the boys leaving. Only when you heard a familiar voice say "Quite the view." you turned around to see Billy standing in the room. "What do you want?", you asked him in an annoyed tone. Hellfire Club was the only place where he left you alone, and you wanted to keep it that way. "Look, I'm not here to fight, okay? Just wanna talk." He came closer to you and placed a hand on each side of the table next to you, cornering you once more. "You can do that while respecting my personal space.", you said to him while pressing your back into the table. "You'd run off if I did.", he said. "Listen, (Y/N), I have something to tell you." You can't remember a scenario where he called you by your first name. "The times I was mean to you-" You interrupted him. "You bullied me. Or tried to." Billy just nodded once before continuing "Yeah, bullied you, I guess." What a good start, he thought. "I was...trying to get you to hate me-" You interrupted him once more. "I kind of do, actually." He sighted at your interruption. "Let me finish, please.", he said while trying to hold back his annoyed tone. You simply nodded and let him continue. "I was trying to get you to hate me, because I didn't want to admit to the fact that I like you." He waited for you reaction, but all you did was grin and giggle. "Oh, I know you like me Billy.", you said. "You made it very obvious." There was silence between you two before you spoke again. "I'll let you get in my pants if you promise to be a good boy afterwards." Billy grinned at you, lifted you up the table and started kissing you.

The next hour was a blur. All you could remember was how good you felt, that you moaned his name over and over again and begged him for more. "You okay?", Billy asked you while picking up his and your clothes. "Can't feel my legs..", you mumbled in a tired tone. He chuckled, helped you to sit up on the table and got you dressed. "Let me drive you home.", he said while pulling your shirt over your head. "Are your parents home or anyone I need to make an excuse for?" He lifted your legs up to get your thong back on you. "No, they're in Austin for some business conference. Big sister moved to Tampa years ago, just me and my pet frog." Billy helped you get up from the table, you stood on shaky legs as you looked around the room. "Need to sort the figurines again.", you mumbled as you walked over to the table like a baby deer. "Let me help you, sweetheart." Billy picked up the figurines and dice that were scattered on the ground. "There's the boys initials on the bottom, just put them in piles." You were too distracted with not collapsing due to your legs giving out that you didn't noticed how Billy snagged one of Gareths figurines.

After cleaning up, Billy drove you home. He got you into your room, helped you remove your makeup and get changed into your pyjamas. "Didn't you say that you liked me?", you asked as he tucked you in. "I did, yeah.", he replied with a smile. "Wanna stay the night?" Billy looked down on you. He saw you without your dark makeup for the first time, and you were still so beautiful to him. "If I can take you out after school.", he said while taking off his clothes. You thought about it for a bit before agreeing and he slipped into bed next to you. "Sleep well, sweetheart.", Billy whispered. He turned off your nightlight, gave you a kiss on your forehead and wrapped his arms around your body before both of you drifted off to sleep.

It's been a month since that incident. Billy held his promise and started taking you out every other day, didn't make comments in school anymore and told everyone who tried to to fuck off. First, you stopped having sex with Gareth after week one, then Eddie eventually caught you and Billy making out after school so you had to tell them that you have been seeing him behind their back. And it took them a while to cope with it, especially because this was Billy Hargrove dating a freak, but they accepted it when they saw that you were even happier than before. Billy officially asked you to be his girlfriend a few days ago, much to your friends dismay. "(Y/N), look at this.", Gareth said while looking at something in his locker next to you. His D&D figurine, the one of his character, was laying in his locker. "Told you it would turn up again.", you said to him with a grin. You never told any of the boys what happened that night on the table, and you assumed Billy stole the figure for whatever reason. "Maybe one of the theatre kids found it.", you added while going back to your locker. "Yeah, but it's been, what, three weeks? A month?", your friend continued. "Just be happy it's back." You picked out the books for your next class and put them in your bag, then fished out a plastic bag filled with cookies you and your father made last night. Billy has walked past your locker between every 4th and 5th period since he asked you to be his girlfriend, so you just waited for him to pass by. "See you later.", Gareth said to you while shutting his locker and walking off to his next class. "See ya.", you said while fixing your hair in the mirror you had in your locker. "Hey, sweetheart.", a familiar voice behind you said. The reflection of Billy was in your mirror, to what you turned around with a smile. "Hey there.", you said with a smile. The two of you shared a kiss before you handed him the bag. "I made this for you.", you proudly told him, still smiling. Billy took the ziplock bag from your hands, looked at the content inside it and smiled. "Thought I'd never have the pleasure of homemade cookies.", he said in a teasing tone.

"Well, you earned that pleasure."

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Overwhelmed(Vinny x Garmadon)part 22

(hshuihsaxsah here's another part even though I uploaded two parts yesterday but I need to feed you my stars)

(Check out part 1-21 if you haven't already)

The two began eating their pancakes and honestly they were both starving due to last nights events*cough cough*. Vinny surprisingly finished eating first. "That was delicious" Vinny said out as he melted in Garmadons' arms. He could barely keep himself up and had no strength. Seeing this the oni let out a soft chuckle before kissing his lovers' forehead earning a soft giggle from him.

"I feel like absolute shit right now" Vinny said as he rested his head on Garmadons' chest as he ate. "Sorry...too much last night..."The oni said feeling guilty again. "No...it's not your fault it felt amazing of course it's gonna have some consequences" Vinny said as he rolled over and face planted into the bed. Garmadon smiled before continuing to eat and after 5 more minutes he finished eating. "Well I'm done...why don't we put that cream on you?" The oni asked as he read the tube. "Yea I guess...anything to make me feel somewhat better" Vinny said as he took of his shirt and pants, don't worry he's wearing boxers underneath he isn't butt naked.

"So do I just put it on you? Like a normal cream?" Garmadon asked staring at Vinny curiously, "Yea then just rub it in...but can you be a little gentle my body hurts" The smaller replied as he lied down on the bed. "Of course I don't want to hurt you" Garmadon responded and he put a blob of cream on his hand, the oni began carefully massaging the cream onto Vinnys' upper torso being mindful of his lovers' sore body. Vinny flinched when Garmadons' hands made contact with his body it just caught him off guard, but the oni still apologised for doing literally nothing.

"You okay?" Garmadon asked as he continued applying the cream, Vinny held up a thumbs up he was honestly really comfortable at the moment. Eventually the oni finished with the upper torso so now it was for his legs which were way more sensitive. "I'm going to start on your legs now" the oni said earning another thumbs up from Vinny. Garmadon began with the legs carefully putting the cream on him not wanting to hurt him, but Vinnys' legs hurt way more than his upper torso so he flinched and hid his face in a pillow trying to ignore the pain(our precious baby😢) Garmadon instantly stopped when he could tell the pain was a bit too much, but he whispered comforting things into Vinnys' ear as he continued more carefully.

Eventually after about 20minutes of this they finally finished and yes it did take him that long to finish. "I'm done...are you feeling alright?" Garmadon asked worriedly, "Y-yea.." Vinny replied as he rolled onto his back, "Thanks" the smaller added. There was an awkward silence that went on for 4minutes. "Nya might come to talk to me soon.....you should go hang out with your brother or son" Vinny said as he broke the awkward silence between them. "Are you s-" Garmadon was cut off, "Yes I am..." Vinny said cutting Garmadon off. The oni nodded, "Let me...stay here for a little longer...I don't want to leave you just yet..." Garmadon said as he nuzzled Vinnys' neck making him chuckle out before he put on his pants.

After 10 minutes Nya came in, "Sorry am I interrupting something I can come back later" Nya said as she realised the two snuggling against each other. "Hmm? No I was going to leave soon" Garmadon said as he kissed Vinnys' forehead and said goodbye then left. "Did something happen between you two?" The water ninja asked worriedly as she closed the door. "What? No why would you think that? I just told him to go talk to his brother he looks like he needs to talk to someone other than me" Vinny said as he put on his shirt. "You did? He might take it that you're angry at him and need a little space" Nya said as before sitting on the bed.

Vinny stared at her, "I mean...I know he can take things the wrong way...but I doubt he would be thinking I'm mad at him..." Vinny said worriedly. "Maybe but Jay used to think I was angry when I told him to talk to someone else" Nya said earning a nod form Vinny, "I'll tell him when he comes back" he said, "Good...now how you doing?" Nya asked wanting to know everything....not the actual sex bit or little details or any weird details at all they're just gossip buddies now.

(WOOOOO hope you guys enjoy I am pumping out with new parts for you guys I gotta feed you)

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SOMA: The Horror of Apathy. Part 1.

Soma, without a doubt, is one of my all time favourite video games.

I seek to highlight the contrast Between the Warden, and Simon, our protagonist, in the form of a rambling analysis.

Massive Spoilers under the cut.

Soma is a survival horror puzzle game based at the bottom of the ocean. Soma is visually a gorgeous game that leans into a disgusting body horror aesthetic that makes a mockery of the human form.

the only "living" creatures in this world set at the bottom of the ocean are a far cry from humanity. the humans in this world are warped and turned into nothing more than a horrific shell of what they were by an apathetic A.I doing no more than what it was programmed for. The A.I, which shall be reffered to as "The Warden" from now on, isn't evil. it isn't cruel, it isn't purposely seeking out to torture. The warden isn't a sentient being, but it is a living creature. The warden is nothing more than a cancer on the world, its even referred to as such within the game. it spreads and grows without any care for what it does.

The only thing the warden sought to do was follow it's (fictional) laws of robotics to a t. the warden especially focuses on the first law of robotics.

A robot shall not harm a human, or by inaction allow a human to come to harm

the warden takes this law and twists it into a disgusting mockery of what the law sought out to do. protect people. the warden takes the few fleshy humans left in the world and hooks them up to wires and tubes, keeping them restrained and forcing life upon them with machines such as iron lungs.

a huge factor in the game Soma is the factor of choice. there are choices laid throughout the game. none of which have any affect on the gameplay or ending, they only seek to test you, the player, and your view on the world.

you, the player, play as the character Simon. in the beginning, you begin by getting a scan which copies your brain, uploading it into a system that turns your copy of consciousness into an A.I. immediately after this scan, you Switch from Simon 1.0, into the copy of Simon. instead of being in the same, normal lab you expect to wake up in, you wake in a horrific, damaged copy of the lab you previously experienced. this fact alone is a beautiful hint that highlights how different your new world is, as well as how different you are.

when you first awake, you still hold your "humanity". you truly believe you are a person. in fact, its only until you're told and figure out what you are, that your brain stops translating how it views yourself into what you really are.

you are the A.I copy of what you once were. you are a wynnorific mixture of technology and person. the body you inhabit is a meld of a diving suit, and the corpse held inside it. your brain had convinced you were still human in order to protect itself. but now that you know what you are?

nothing will ever be the same.

#soma #soma game #simon jarrett #soma analysis #horror games #horror video games #survival horror

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coprolite-posting · 2 years

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Fin fin come and see him... Extra info + cleaner pics under the cut!

Skeleton mishmashed from various toothed whales, a handful of birds, and treefrogs for the lower legs, with inspiration from pterosaurs and even sauropods (for the connective air tubes running down the tail).

Why include a pneumatic element on a partially-aquatic organism? I figure that, unlike what was portrayed in any of the game animations, renders, or accessory media (to my knowledge), these guys would probably need to at least be able to fan their flukes in and out for flight control. Personally, I interpreted a lot of the flight animations as having a flying style akin to hummingbirds. They usually keep their tails tucked in a straight line, but can widen them out into a short fan- or even a larger v-shape- to slow down or show off. Not entirely unlike a cetacean’s fluke! I just... wasn’t quite sure how to put together the bone/muscle combo to make it happen. So you know how some insects will, like, inflate parts of themselves, especially in order to get weird exoskeleton shapes before they harden? It’s sort of like that, or like the air sacs the sauropods in Prehistoric Planet had, but with more connective tissue in there so it’s not *just* a bubble. When not inflated, I imagine they kind of fold in on themselves. Maybe even crumple a little, you could say.

The mobility in the lips and ankles are mostly interpretations of artistic anthropomorphisms, more or less. To be fair, a lot of renders and artwork are presumably impossible- I don’t think you can make fingerless wings function as hands in something that would presumably possess an endoskeleton- but others show things like the bottom lip pursing a little bit, or have the feet posed in a way that would be a little easier to accomplish with a range of motion more akin to that seen in human wrists. To be fair, humans are the easiest organisms to model anatomy after because you can just look at yourself or a buddy, yeah? But I figured the legs, at least, would make sense as being more grabby in order to construct their nests. In-game it looks something like a weaverbird’s, just on the ground (or maybe something akin to a beaver’s if you squint). Without a proper beak, I can’t see these guys doing much “weaving”- I think more dexterous hindlimbs could help make up for that.

The teeth are definitely off-canon- mostly because I had already drawn them when I remembered they’re occasionally visible. The molars and overall composition were mainly inspired by fruit bats, as the species is partially frugivorous; however, they have been known to hunt fish as well. The front teeth were vaguely modeled after the hook-like needles found in the Ganges River Dolphin (with additional lip around them), which transition into a flatter set of porpoise-like teeth that are... vaguely convergent in shape with those of certain herbivores. Conveniently, a few porpoises were also referenced while I drew the skull, since they tend to be small and have less elongated faces.

The term “Dolphin-Bird” was taken from a... digital book, I think? Most people refer to the species as “finfins” or something of the like, which is fair, but I kind of imagine it as the specific name of the most well-researched member of the species, since the other two individuals present in-game are given different monikers (although I can also see it as being a sort of “bull/cow/calf” situation). Hence, this is what I derived the genus name from. The species name, on the other hand, references the species’ amphibious lifestyle and ability to fly; coinciding proficiency in flying, walking, and swimming isn’t entirely common in Earth animals (although not unheard of). I thought of naming it after the species’ home planet, Teo, but I wasn’t entirely certain how best to do it, and I imagine living on another planet isn’t entirely noteworthy when there’s an entire ecosystem to name as well.

Anyways, on to the cleaner uploads! In order: Body + wings lineart, body without wings lineart, and just the skeleton. It could probably be considered a slight redesign, but it’s mostly because I was trying to draw something with more realistic proportions and textures.

If you actually read through all of this you are so cool and swag <3 this is literally the first time ever I’ve tried to do something like this in earnest so you are allowed to think it sucks shit lmao

#fin fin #finfin #spec bio #skeleton #my art #fanart #not paleo

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befemininenow · 10 months

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Legacy TG Transformation Artist: Bendu-monk (aka Gendertech) part 1

Back in the “wild west” era of the internet, dating anywhere before 2008 or 2009, the kind of content one would find was very new and fascinating. It was thanks to relic sites such as GeoCities and MySpace that helped paved the way for some content creators and internet figures to create footnotes on modern internet culture today. Yet, some of those footnotes are forgotten over time due to various circumstances and sometimes, it’s not by choice. Robiotic’s post is a modern example of how internet content can be lost if it weren’t for a small, yet loyal fanbase. But while Robiotic can be deemed lucky for having their content preserved as a copy, others haven’t been so lucky.

One of those unlucky hosts had a page called Gendertech, whose main content uploader went by the name of Bendu-monk. Created some time in the mid-2000s, Gendertech was originally meant to be a replacement site for Bendu-monk’s GeoCities blog. In the new site, you would find various MTF TG transformation sequences that ranged from normal to NSFW. These TG sequences were rendered in 3D animation, which was ahead of its time. What made the site different, however, was that the sequences did not have any captions in them. Instead, it was up to the user to input their captions under the comments. The user also had a thing for sharing MTF transformation sequences as seen on 2000s media, as well as sharing their views on politics at the time.

However, the site would only last a few years as it was taken down sometime in December 2007. The attempt to preserve all of the person’s original content has been dwindling overtime due to several reposters deleting their accounts, the lack of crediting the OC through reposts, the disappearance of the OC, and the retrospect of these MTF TG sequences. 3D animation tends to age poorly because the creators aren’t familiar with the technology. By the time they master the program’s techniques, something superior comes along the way and the technology they use is declared obsolete.

These pics are part of a TG transformation sequence called “The Remote”. Out of all of what I was able to find, this is the only one whose pictures are intact and in high quality. Another one called “Boy 2 Fem” had all of its pictures, but need a bit of polishing. The latter is my favorite. Everything else is either gone or deemed uninteresting. The only ones that I thought was okay was “The Tube” and “Schoolgirl”, but those are long gone now.

Enjoy the first pics of “The Remote”! (The fourth image is the only one that is different. Everything else was retrievable.) (I do not own these pics. They belong to the original owner)

#tg transformation #mtf tg #tg tf #3d transformation

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cuprohastes · 4 months

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Things to Come

It is the year 2024: Amazon wants to have wholly owned company towns to persuade poor people to enter into indentured servitude. There is an election between an old guy who's quietly doing a generally good job, and a very loud serial rapist conman who's being taken to court for his many crimes including treason. Somehow there is still a debate as to who will win.

It is the year 2030: There are now four Amazon towns powered off grid by Tesla batteries. There is no news in or out. People are starting to notice this. Jeff Bezos and Elon musk are having a public fight over who owns Mars. Bezos brought up Twitter and Elon's announced X-Mart a direct competitor to Amazon. The Cybertruck's been recalled again, this time after the 50th person was cooked alive by the burning battery pack, which also locked all the doors.

It is 2040: Elon's died on Mars ina. 8ft cabin from every cancer known to man and three that are getting named after him. Apparently he declared that radiation shielding wasn't needed because Mars is too far from the sun for radiation to reach it. Jeff Bezos freeze dried corpse is still circling hte earth as of two years ago. The world watches with glee as Amazon is torn to shreds by ten thousand parties all of whom are laying claim to the 3 trillion dollars held by the company. Nobody is trying to take over Space-X or Teslas due to the historic 1.4 trillion dollars in fines and debt they collectively owe. Mark Zuckerberg is replacing all his organic parts with life support machines to keep his brain alive until a perfect way to upload himself to the metaverse is available. The metaverse is still shit and has only 1008 concurrent users.

Is tis 2042: Donald Trump has choked to death in his cell. The rumour is it was corpophilia: This will persist even after a FOIA reveals it was a cold two day old Big Mac smuggled in to him. The world rejoices. There is still a 24/7 video feed of Elon musk slowly mummifying in the remains of X-Mars. Questions regarding the rest of the colonists are answered when a Marsbot finally accesses the dome and finds that Elon turned off the oxygen after the twenty three women in the first wave of colonists refused to breed with him. There were twenty eight colonists and four of them had received vasectomies two months before liftoff. They had to take an axe to the thing Zuckerberg because it wouldn't stop screaming. In the UK, all politicians from the last 30 years have been placed in Wadsworth prison and are tried and guillotined daily. The Scottish won't stop laughing. The Irish have been drunk of their tits for the last six months. The Welsh have banned speaking English. This is not going well but they get much respect for taking a stand.

2050: Republicans are now legal to be hunted for food if you have a bow hunting license. Guns are finally restricted. Republicans state that this will result in a civil war. Gun crime and school shootings are down 1000%. The most popular book in the US is "Eating the Rich" a combination how-to on bow hunting, butchering and serving human flesh. The rest of the world is watching this with interest. The Russian federation is taking special notes. This year 80 clones of Vladimir Putin are euthanised in their tubes and eaten.

2055: There is no civil war and surprisingly few instances of Kuru. Texas has built a wall around the entire state to keep "the left" out. All jokes about marrying your cousin are now attributed to Texas, now known as the Lone Surname State. They have still managed not to secede.

2060: Gender is abolished, not through decree but by common agreement of the third generation brought up by Millenials, Gen Z and Gen Blue: The Green Generation. Cities are walkable. It is considered weird if you cannot walk to the shops in bare feet safely for at least half a year. Air quality has improved, winters are returning. Urban deer keep grasses down and provide local meat. Men and women wear dresses, biological sex can now be changed trivially with around 60 months of treatment. Marriage is now merely a fun tradition and churches all pay tax after the 2056 ruling that if they cannot provide evidence for their god that they have no more claim to universal truth than a social club. World hunger is solved by levying back taxes on jsut three megachurches. Summers are brutal but can be managed by passive cooling, and thermal gradient power generators for cooling.

2070: Everyone has UBI. Work is 4 hours a day, 4 days a week for most people. Many people have two or three jobs, not for money, but because they have diverse interests. Most companies are profit sharing or Co-operatives. The biggest global trauma is the English wearing socks with sandals. Global temperatures have dropped. The kids are kind and bemused by their aging relatives. Texas is still Republican and angrily making memes about "This is the future the left want" that are still really cool and fun looking suggestions. The southen US has replaced it's statues with Dolly Parton, who's revered as a saint. 40% of men have great tits. The President of the USA is catgirl. Things are going to be OK. Tomorrow is the anniversary of the day the last Boomer died and everyone's going to get their grill out. Life's good: We're going to to be OK.

#shitposting #the future

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