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I swear, birds are 'General Language Comprehension to Form Ideas' away from world domination...
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We've all done something similar, in other context, other items, other problem, other solution.
But we've all been here...
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I literally love this.
I couldn't stop laughing for 20 minutes.
No joke.
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At an affordable rate
They don't even have to offer it for free 😭
last week i woke up from one of the most fucked up nightmares ive ever had with that middle panel burned into my brain. like the exact wording and the exact apartment and the exact squidward. i feel like if i didnt make it real something bad wouldve happened. anyway todays upload is spunchbob comic oc
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Another thing you can do is to copy and paste an image to this online AI Image Checker if you're still unsure: https://hivemoderation.com/ai-generated-content-detection
It works about 85% of the time.
Good luck!
I spy, with my little eye, a photo that was faked by an AI image generator! Can you spot the clues?
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I personally prefer the former, but not the latter.
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Why is it so expensive?
Oh, how simple yet fascinating such question is dear cat, truly!
Why would a bag of groceries, simple food and water to get one through an entire month, cost a person half of their paycheck? Shouldn't the industrial revolution make things... cheaper!?
Elementary, dear friend, the price of thy groceries are cheap. It is the cheapest there is!
How come? You might ask...
The price is hiking up! You pointed out...
To which I say... The rate in which the price of these goods are climbing up, is directly proportional to the current rate of inequality in thy nation.
For even the rich, does not wish to spend too much for their groceries...
Unless of course, what is 'cheap' for them...
Is borderline 'unaffordable' for you...
And so the cycle continues...
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Breathtaking! Into the collection you go~
The ink bottle lying on your desk... begins to crawl away..???
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Robot: You are created for a purpose. And you got some cool mods and upgrades to look up to.
Clone: You are disposable copy of a better version of you.
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"Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to Heaven Falls!"
The tour guide declared proudly with a wave of his robotic hand, a picturesque landscape stretched out behind him, rolling green plains and bright blue sky unlike anything anyone have ever seen on Earth or in Europea.
The crowds stepped forward, colorful optics scanning their surroundings, frames of gleaming metal glistening under the artificial star.
"Whoa..."
"Amazing..."
"This looks better than in the holopad!"
With a slight twirl and a flair of his black and red suit, the tour guide turned around. "Follow me!" he announced, a holographic arrows and signs forming a path for the crowd to follow. "I shall guide you through the wonders of Heaven Falls!"
Along the way, the crowds can see many strange creatures. From a reindeer with beautiful planets and galaxies hanging off their antler, a bear with dark purple fur that shifts like a nebula, and even strange people in traditional clothing tending those animals.
"The Heaven Fall Intergalactic Park is a sanctuary to many different gods across the universe," the guide explained as he led the crowd above the crystal clear river. "From the minor gods to the major gods that have been domesticated."
The guide stopped in front of a huge palace, where dozens of people are standing around. Each one of them looks like what a human would look like if they were to live without prosthetic from birth to adulthood. Fair skin, natural eyes, real hair...
"Watch from afar folks," the guide spoke. "We wish to preserve the nature of the gods in the Heaven Falls Intergalactic Park," he smiled at the crowd. "It is important for us to preserve these beautiful creatures."
Finally, the guide showed the crowds towards a gigantic building nestled between large mountains. Some park rangers, with their agile frames and numerous divine suppressors symbols etched across their body are tending some gods.
One of those gods, have the shape of a woman, sitting on a large boulder. Some branches shifted and turn around her, a soft smile on her face as she gazed on the flower buds.
"Oh, a tourist," the woman spoke to herself, a wistful smile on her face as she gazed at the crowd. Though far detached from the humanity as she know it, though a shadow of the wonderful creatures she admired so deeply, the love in her eyes was genuine.
One of them, walked towards her. A young child with the lower body of a tank. He gazed at her with wide eyes, a glimpse to his true nature beneath all those steel.
"Are you a god?"
The woman smiled wildly and nodded. "Indeed I am, what's your name, child?"
"I'm 4X3L!"
"Axel, I see..." the woman tilted her head. "What brought you here Axel?"
"My caretaker brought me here for an education, he said I need to brush up on my ancient history," he meandered around the ground before her, wheels leaving tracks on thee ground. "I heard gods live for a long time, can you tell me about ancient history?"
The woman slowly nodded. "Of course, sit down... Or, settle down, what do you know about humanity?"
"The extinct race?" Axel tilted his head.
The woman blinked and slowly shook her head. "They aren't extinct, my child..." she put a hand over the child's head, feeling the soft silicon hair.
"But my teacher said that the last human died a few decades ago..."
"Is that so?" the goddess chuckled softly. "Come, let me tell you the story of a group of wonderful creatures known as mankind..."
A fantasy world with an industrial revolution, where Gods are hunted like whales were.
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I blinked and took a closer look at her. Black hair, red eyes, black robe, gold ribbons. Hmm... Is this Justicar? No, Lilith? No, Liz? Ahh, wait, wait... "No, don't tell me," I held out my hand.
Her expression slowly turned into that annoyance. Cheeks puffed out, feet tapping on the floor restlessly.
"Diana?"
"It's Yura!!!" she yelled.
Ah, that one!
"Right, Yura," I took a step back. "Come in, what brought you here?"
The girl shot me a look before plopping down on the sofa, arms crossed in front of her chest. She looked away from me, avoiding my gaze.
"Hot chocolate?" I offered her.
Yura bit her lip and slowly looked down. Reluctantly she began to nod.
I walked to the kitchen and start heating up a glass of milk. "I didn't realize you'd be the one to make a big deal out of this," I commented from the kitchen. "You have Elena, Aster, and live happily with everyone else."
"You abandoned me in the middle of my character growth!!! I am an emotional wreck 24/7!!!" she shouted.
I winced at that. "Ah, right..." I poured the heated milk on to a glass and plopped in some dark chocolate in it. "Okay, my bad..." I cleared my throat. "Yeah, I can see why that's a problem."
The warm milk turned into hot chocolate, I put a couple of marshmallows to finish it and walked back towards the living room. The girl is pouting, eyes glistening.
"Here's you chocolate," I pushed the steaming cup on the table in front of her.
Yura slowly took the cup from the table and gently blow on it. She took a sip and sighed softly. "You're so mean, you know that?" she muttered. "Toying with your creation for your own amusement..."
"Hey, at the very least, I give you a chance to talk to me," I told her. "Till this day, whoever my creator is haven't once talked to me or even give me a clue about what they want from me."
"Hmph!" she took a few more sips of her drink. "You sound like a delinquent blaming their bad behaviors on their parents,"
I rolled my eyes. "That's fair enough," I sat next to her. "Anyway, look, I'm sorry for forgetting you exists, alright? How long has it been on your end, hmm? I'll make it up for you."
"It's been one week!!!" she yelled. "Everyone is worried about me, I can't handle my own emotions, Elena is... Elena is..." she sniffled a little. "Sh-she's so nice to me, e-even though I'm an emotional wreck all the time... and... Aaaaahh!!! I hate this!!"
I blinked. "I see... so it's been one week from your end," best not to tell her how long it is on my end. "Okay, okay, I'll wrap you up a nice conclusion on your character arc, alright?"
Yura nodded slowly. "Y-you better make it good!"
"I will, don't worry," I leaned back on the sofa. "But not tonight, alright? My author is pulling a dick move right now."
The girl raised an eyebrow. "What's going on with you now?"
"Character Arc, maybe..." I sighed. "And lots of plot progression..."
You open the door and see a woman you recognise immediately: she’s the lead character of a novel you wrote years ago. And abandoned halfway. “Why did you forsake me?”
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I seek solace within the underlying darkness beneath this static everlasting. Far away from the endless stream that shackled me onto the precipice of the all consuming existence.
In this... blackened spire of existence, where the natural meld with artificial... I gaze upon thee in hope and fear, for the future is fragile and humanity is losing their way...
Keep reading... There might be hope, if only you would listen...
The Dream Machine
In a time before ships and sails, humanity gazed upon the ocean with great wonder.
"What lies beyond the horizon?"
"What bounties were there to be claimed?"
"What adventures to be had?"
And each individual, they dreamed of a time where they can cruise through the great ocean. Battling its dangers, conquering its monsters, and exploring the world beyond.
And among those who dreamed, some rise among the many to be the few who suffers.
They chose to suffer through their dreams of suffering.
They chose to fight through their dreams of endless battle.
They chose to struggle through their dreams of adventure.
And glorious were the days of mankind, when they traversed the world and claim nature as their superior.
And enlightened were the days of mankind, when they embraced the unknown and had knowledge as their purpose.
And prosperous were the days of mankind, when they reshape the very world to their own design.
The days of peace and an era of greatness follows. With mankind suffering, fighting, and struggling for their dreams. Even if one individual fail, a thousand more will take their place.
And they share those dreams...
Through written letters, mankind inspired those that came after...
Through songs and ballad, mankind encouraged those who listens...
Through shapes and colors, mankind painted the hearts of many...
Until one day, mankind created it...
"The Dream Machine"
It was but a simple machine. It lets people share their own dreams with one another; unbound by the constraint of physical world.
The glory of cruising through the sea of stars, the beauty of a mythical island, the stories of peaceful world beyond...
For a race of creature whose purpose was to turn dreams into reality, surely such machine would be a wonderful blessing?
Humanity can share their dreams
Humanity can connect through their dreams
Humanity can unite to achieve their dreams
Until the strangest thing happen...
Humanity they... created an illusion of a dream...
Where the illusion of dream achieved is enough for them...
Where they quantify their dreams through numbers...
A bard who dreamt to reach the hearts of the people,
Sacrificed their message for a million ticket sales...
A scientist who dreamt of saving the world,
Fought desperately to wring out money from the poor...
A director who dreamt of creating the beauty of magic,
Abandons the magic for the profit...
And it wasn't enough for mankind.
Through number and measure, mankind pick apart what makes them special. They band together to create something unlike anything the world has ever seen before.
Through number and measure, mankind created their magnum opus...
"The Dreaming Machine"
From the dreams of all that came before them, mankind created a machine that can create its own dream.
And with the creation of the Dreaming Machine...
Surely, mankind would broke free from the illusion of dreams?
Surely, mankind would use this machine to achieve their dreams?
Surely, mankind would rise higher and sail to the unknown?
...
Or perhaps...
They'd rather sleep, in an endless dream...
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I thank thee for thy patience to read this.
It's not thy fault if such endeavor is taxing
It's a curse that comes from this blessing...
The blessing of dreams everlasting...
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Please reblog if you can, I'd like to get as many different results as possible!
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If you wanna protect AO3 or character ai. Or Wattpad. Or Tumblr. Or discord. Or even the right for undocumented people and minors to use the fucking Internet reblog this I swear to God. Reblog this and reblog as many KOSA posts as you can go on their website and contact your Representatives. Do it. Do it. Do it.
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In the spirit of encouraging people to comment on fanfics while also making it easier to do so, I feel obliged to share a browser extension for ao3 that has quite literally revolutionized the comment game for me.
I present to you: the floating ao3 comment box!
From what I've seen, a big problem for many people is that once you reach the comments at the bottom of a fic, your memory of it miraculously disappears. Anything you wanted to say is stuck ten paragraphs ago, and you barely remember what you thought while reading. This fixes that!
I'll give a little explanation on the features and how it works, but if you want to skip all that, here's the link.
The extension is visible as a small blue box in the upper left corner.
(Side note: The green colouring is not from the extension, that's me.)
If you click on it, you open a comment box window at the bottom of your screen but not at the bottom of the fic. I opened my own fic for demonstrative purposes.
The website also gives explanations on how exactly it functions, but I'll summarize regardless.
insert selection -> if you highlight a sentence in the fic it will be added in italics to the comment box
add to comment box -> once you're done writing your comment, you click this button and the entire thing will automatically copied to the ao3 comment box
delete -> self explanatory
on mulitchapter fics, you will be given the option to either add the comment to just the current chapter or the entire fic
The best part? You can simply close the window the same way you opened it and your progress will automatically be saved. So you can open it, comment on a paragraph, and then close it and keep reading without having the box in your face.
Comments are what keep writers going, and as both a writer and a reader, I think it's such an easy way of showing support and enthusiasm.
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