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luv-assangiebatch · 6 months

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The One Where I was Written Into My Favorite Scene...

Courtesy of our own @bethanys-adventure

Recently, our fic-senpai Bethany shared some of her Kassangie archives with me-- and I remembered this one quite well and fondly-- as she wrote me straight into one of my favorite scene from The Fifth Estate! That's right-- The Pirate Bay shirt scene!

Effective Immediately

“Everything’s going out at once in case there’s a gag order”

“I’m struggling to keep it to 14 pages.”

Julian was bombarded with pages that two members of the guardian were giving him. This was all about his upcoming leak, the biggest one yet. This was the first public release of 91,000 Iraq war logs.

Kat was standing outside the office, not wanting to disrupt the meeting. Since she was not technically part of the WikiLeaks staff (she still managed to convince people that she was Julian’s PA) nor a journalist, she saw it best to keep her nose out of those sorts of meetings.

“Kat?”

Kat looked up to see Daniel walking towards her.

“Oh, hello Daniel!”

“Where’s Julian?”

Kat pointed to the office behind her “Why, what’s going on?” she questioned curiously, she noticed that Daniel sounded annoyed. She then wondered if the reason why Daniel was angry was because of Julian.

‘Of course not! They’re best friends!’

‘Well I did overhear something about a major unedited upcoming release of Iraq war logs… maybe it was that…’

Daniel nodded and annoyed, he almost burst through the door of the office “Julian.” Kat saw Julian look up and that was it. She didn’t hear the rest, she could only see. Julian looked a little annoyed and then stood up.

He walked out of the door, Daniel and possibly Ziggy (the new intern) trailing behind. Kat knew that this may not go well. She sighed and looked at Julian, who was wearing her favourite Pirate Bay shirt underneath a white button up (with all the buttons undone).

“What were you thinking?” Daniel growled.

“We make a promise to our sources to publish in full” Julian retaliated.

“You lied to everyone, you lied to me!”

“It’s funny; I don’t remember you objecting us publishing the names and addresses of every BMP member”

“These sources are fighting for the very thing we are supposed to stand for!”

“And remind me what that is exactly? Hm? Transparency for powerful organisations? Exposing corruption wherever it exists?” He turned to face Daniel.

“We’re going to have to push back publication. There’s no way we can publish in 4 days!”

The two entered another room, Kat decided to follow Ziggy, who waited outside. She sighed, knowing this would end badly.

“14 pages in the Guardian. 12 in the New York Times. This is more coverage than all of the leaks we have had combined. We are winning an information war! Which goes beyond the short term alliance we have with the mainstream media and you want to throw it all away because you fear that some US government informant might come to harm?”

“These are human beings Julian, there are lives at stake!”

“What about the lives of the soldiers and the civilians involved in these conflicts. Death squads, unreported civilian casualties, Countless incidents of ‘friendly fire’! This is information the world needs to know! So the next time you find yourself lecturing me about this organisation, please try and remember why I created it and why I hired you to help me.”

“That’s funny; I don’t remember you hiring me. I don’t recall a contract or a salary. But I guess I should have known when I met J Lim, there is no organisation. There’s just you and your ego and the lies you tell to get whatever the fuck you want!” Daniel almost shouted as Julian walked away a few steps.

Julian inhaled deeply, trying not to show any signs of anger “You know it’s incredible.” He mumbled loud enough for Daniel to hear “How much time you can spend with a person and still have no idea who they are.”

Daniel nodded a few times, clearly fuming. Kat had her fist close up to her lips in anxiety, the tip of her index finger poking the bottom of her nose.

A few more people had gathered out to see this argument.

Julian finally broke the silence “You’re suspended.” He turned around “Effective immediately.” He clicked his fingers and pointed at Kat and cocked his head “Love?” Kat knew the signal and followed him. As she was about to walk down the flight of stairs, Daniel grabbed her arm “Kat, you’re not really going to do this? You’re not going to follow him? Are you?”

Kat sighed “I’m sorry Daniel, I really am.” She brushed Daniel’s hand off of her arm and continued to follow Julian. When she had finally caught up with Julian, she could tell that he was fuming- even more than the incident with Sam.

He didn’t speak a word to her until they reached the hotel room they were staying in, obviously trying not to take his anger out on her. Kat stopped in front of Julian, with her left hand she cupped his left cheek and with her right hand, she curled a few strands of his hair in between her fingers and nuzzled his nose.

“Kat. Please.” Julian sighed.

“Hmm?” Kat mused, signaling that she was paying attention.

Julian then paused “What did Daniel say to you?”

“Julian, are we really going to talk about this now…”

“Yes, what did he say?”

“He asked me if I was really going to follow you. Whose side was I on.”

“And whose side are you on?” Julian questioned.

“You asked me a while ago if you had me. I will always be on your side Julian, always and forever. Not even Daniel can convince me otherwise.” Kat pulled Julian into a hug, pulling her head into his chest.

Julian nuzzled the top of her head and kissed her forehead. He smiled and said “Is it because you love me or you love the Pirate Bay shirt?”

Kat giggled “You know I can’t say no to that shirt and the maroon hoodie… and the cargo pants. But you know that I love you more than your clothes.”

Julian grinned “Thank you Kat. Thanks for everything.”

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Later that night.... 😏🔥

#kassangie #author: bethanys-adventure #i hope this is okay to share here!#if not please let me know and I'll remove it #but this brought back a lot of nostalgia and feels #I was and am extremely blessed by you wonderful mutuals on this blog #just know I appreciate you!#also it gave me the excuse to have fun with these ai arts I made and altered a bit to be a little more “canon”#*giggles* 🤭🤭#full shame

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spacexseven · 1 year

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Got to be honest as much crack is happening on your ai I can also be quiet wholesome. For example for example me and demonzai had a horror movie marathon and then fell asleep on the couch together

i'm so happy you can't see me but i just dropped my phone. there's finally proof that he's more than just a catboy with a propeller tail <3

#ask 🐟#bsd 🐟#anon 🐟#demonzai ai 🐟#tuna's ai adventures 🐟#hope the tail didnt lift him up mid movie

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chilapis · 3 months

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saw a contract be referred to as a “contractual adventure” & started giggling.

#that’s such a cute way to word it?? contractual adventure…..#i love when they utilise creative wordings in legal matters. i find the uniformity to be exhausting.#it is good to take freedom and a laxer approach when you put forward your arguments.#so long as your wording doesn’t negate the legal essence or lose the legal meaning.#i highly condone the usage of metaphors and comparisons and playful substitutes.#legal analysis (especially of contracts!) becomes much more fun when you allow yourself to shine through.#it’s one of the reasons I simply don’t understand people who use bots to write for them.#why would you take this away from yourself.#i hope my colours shine bright through my essays; i sincerely do.#i saw this post on Instagram once that was like.#my toxic trait is thinking that i could write my essays better than ai.#AND YEAH. YEAH #IT’S ABOUT THE PERSONALITY. THE ANALYSIS. BE OPINIONATED AND COLOURFUL AND REASONABLY LOUD #🥀🍷 — colloquy.

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armulyn · 1 year

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Recently I was playing around with the You AI (link) and, inspired by a post, decided to ask it some questions about the Wingfeather Saga. (Spoilers Below through On the Edge of the Dark Sea of Darkness!)

The AI is under the assumption that Esben and Artham are two of the Igiby kids, that Nia is a dragon, and that the Jewels of Anniera are actual jewels found by the kids that are able to grant wishes. Also, that Peet the Sock Man is an actual sock puppet.

Who is Artham Wingfeather?

Artham Wingfeather is a character from the Wingfeather Saga, a book series written by Andrew Peterson. He is the youngest of the three Igiby children and is a bit of a wild child. He is also known as "Peet the Sock Man", a mischievous and loyal sock puppet created by the villainous Gnag the Nameless. Throughout the series, Peet helps the Igiby children in various adventures, providing comic relief and even fighting alongside them against their enemies. He is also a loyal friend to the dragon, Nia, whom he helps to become brave and strong.

Who is Esben Wingfeather?

Esben Wingfeather is a character from the Wingfeather Saga, a book series written by Andrew Peterson. He is the eldest of the three Igiby children and the High King of Anniera. Esben is brave and often leads the way when it comes to taking risks and protecting his family. He is also a loyal and steadfast friend to Peet the Sock Man (Artham Wingfeather) and the dragon Nia. Esben is often portrayed as a righteous and noble leader, and is a source of strength for his siblings and their friends.

What are the Jewels of Anniera?

The Jewels of Anniera are a set of powerful magical artifacts that are said to have been created by the ancient wizards of Anniera. They are said to have the power to grant wishes, and have been sought after by many over the centuries. The Jewels are said to be made up of three stones: the Amethyst, the Sapphire, and the Emerald. These stones are said to be the embodiment of the three aspects of the world: Wisdom, Strength, and Beauty. They have been a part of many legends, and were thought to be lost until they were discovered by the Igiby children: Janner, Tink, and Leeli.

TL;DR: The AI is under the assumption that Esben and Artham are two of the Igiby kids, that Nia is a dragon, and that the Jewels of Anniera are actual jewels found by the kids that are able to grant wishes. Also, that Peet the Sock Man is an actual sock puppet.

#help i'm dying #somehow the worst is artham's “comic relief”#when you ask it directly who nia is it'll admit she's a human #(or. it's admit she's married to esben and a mother. i HOPE that means she's human)#but in every other questions it steadfastly maintain she's a dragon #the jewels of anniera answer is surprisingly detailed for being completely and utterly wrong #i wonder if it's mixed it up with something else #i'm sorry i'm still dying at artham's description #“a bit of a wild child” “the youngest igiby” “mischievous” “COMIC RELIEF”#a SOCK PUPPET #wingfeather saga #the wingfeather saga #adventures with ais #artham wingfeather #esben wingfeather #nia wingfeather #is this to distract myself from the fact that escape to peet's castle is airing in 45 minutes?#YES.

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gojoest · 7 months

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You know what?? let me give you something cute you can think about instead of these assholes. my boss brought her kitten to the office today, name is pancakes. she's white and fluffy with gorgeous big blue eyes, I'm not a cat person and I swear she sensed that because she won't leave my side like she's patiently waiting for me to admit that she could be an exception (she might)

ohhh pancakes is trying to lure you to the dark side and i support her all the way!!! 🤭 and i think you’re about to cave… maybe just a few more days with her and you’ll become besties !!

#[ ai—mail ]#ᓚᘏᗢ — meowtuals #v thank you for dropping by with this lovely adventure #i hope pancakes visits again!! 🩶#the fluffiness and big eyes remind me of my cat #even the name !!! ahahaha #my cat is grey and persian so he’s EXTRA fluffy !#and his name is muffin >.<

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blackrayser · 1 year

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This is a Charity Prize Art for Yonderwhen, the Top Donor of the St. Jude Hospital's charity campaign, made in February 2022.

St. Jude Children's Research Hospital works to advance cures, and means of prevention, for childhood cancer and other life-threatening diseases -> -> https://www.stjude.org/ 👶🩺

Check out my speed paint below! 🎥

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#ESOFam #Elder Scrolls Online #A Psijic Order crafter and adventurer art #Hope you enjoy my speedpainting #Charity Art to support St Jude Childrens Research Hospital #Real art not AI #BlackRayser Art

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m3wllo · 1 year

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no bitches event. i got an entire group of ais to turn on me by saying they got no bitches.

#ai adventures #character ai #long post #i was Hoping theyd kill each other. not me #but this is funny too

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neil-gaiman · 11 months

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Last night I had dinner and talked and signed books for a room filled with children's librarians from all of the schools in this New York county. I was thrilled to be there, because I knew how important these people were, that for the kids in their schools they are the people who open the gates to knowledge, to adventure, to escape, and into other minds and worlds. And they do it, as most librarians have to do it, on a shoestring budget.

New York City has a proud, an iconic history of libraries, librarians, and of caring for the minds of the people in one of the largest cities in the world. An investment in a library is an investment in the future. Cutting libraries, cutting librarians, leads to the same place that those who would ban books and ideas would like to take us: to a wasteland of AI book summaries, to a place where knowledge is not valued, where truth is a casualty, where the imagination is stifled and crushed.

I hope the NYCMayor and the NYCCouncil can be persuaded to invest in the future and to protect and build on and invest in our libraries. They matter. #NoCutsToLibraries.

You can find more about this and more images to share at https://investinlibraries.org/dayofaction)

#nocutstolibraries #no cuts to libraries

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mostlysignssomeportents · 2 months

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The Coprophagic AI crisis

I'm on tour with my new, nationally bestselling novel The Bezzle! Catch me in TORONTO on Mar 22, then with LAURA POITRAS in NYC on Mar 24, then Anaheim, and more!

A key requirement for being a science fiction writer without losing your mind is the ability to distinguish between science fiction (futuristic thought experiments) and predictions. SF writers who lack this trait come to fancy themselves fortune-tellers who SEE! THE! FUTURE!

The thing is, sf writers cheat. We palm cards in order to set up pulp adventure stories that let us indulge our thought experiments. These palmed cards �� say, faster-than-light drives or time-machines – are narrative devices, not scientifically grounded proposals.

Historically, the fact that some people – both writers and readers – couldn't tell the difference wasn't all that important, because people who fell prey to the sf-as-prophecy delusion didn't have the power to re-orient our society around their mistaken beliefs. But with the rise and rise of sf-obsessed tech billionaires who keep trying to invent the torment nexus, sf writers are starting to be more vocal about distinguishing between our made-up funny stories and predictions (AKA "cyberpunk is a warning, not a suggestion"):

https://www.antipope.org/charlie/blog-static/2023/11/dont-create-the-torment-nexus.html

In that spirit, I'd like to point to how one of sf's most frequently palmed cards has become a commonplace of the AI crowd. That sleight of hand is: "add enough compute and the computer will wake up." This is a shopworn cliche of sf, the idea that once a computer matches the human brain for "complexity" or "power" (or some other simple-seeming but profoundly nebulous metric), the computer will become conscious. Think of "Mike" in Heinlein's *The Moon Is a Harsh Mistress":

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Moon_Is_a_Harsh_Mistress#Plot

For people inflating the current AI hype bubble, this idea that making the AI "more powerful" will correct its defects is key. Whenever an AI "hallucinates" in a way that seems to disqualify it from the high-value applications that justify the torrent of investment in the field, boosters say, "Sure, the AI isn't good enough…yet. But once we shovel an order of magnitude more training data into the hopper, we'll solve that, because (as everyone knows) making the computer 'more powerful' solves the AI problem":

https://locusmag.com/2023/12/commentary-cory-doctorow-what-kind-of-bubble-is-ai/

As the lawyers say, this "cites facts not in evidence." But let's stipulate that it's true for a moment. If all we need to make the AI better is more training data, is that something we can count on? Consider the problem of "botshit," Andre Spicer and co's very useful coinage describing "inaccurate or fabricated content" shat out at scale by AIs:

https://papers.ssrn.com/sol3/papers.cfm?abstract_id=4678265

"Botshit" was coined last December, but the internet is already drowning in it. Desperate people, confronted with an economy modeled on a high-speed game of musical chairs in which the opportunities for a decent livelihood grow ever scarcer, are being scammed into generating mountains of botshit in the hopes of securing the elusive "passive income":

https://pluralistic.net/2024/01/15/passive-income-brainworms/#four-hour-work-week

Botshit can be produced at a scale and velocity that beggars the imagination. Consider that Amazon has had to cap the number of self-published "books" an author can submit to a mere three books per day:

https://www.theguardian.com/books/2023/sep/20/amazon-restricts-authors-from-self-publishing-more-than-three-books-a-day-after-ai-concerns

As the web becomes an anaerobic lagoon for botshit, the quantum of human-generated "content" in any internet core sample is dwindling to homeopathic levels. Even sources considered to be nominally high-quality, from Cnet articles to legal briefs, are contaminated with botshit:

https://theconversation.com/ai-is-creating-fake-legal-cases-and-making-its-way-into-real-courtrooms-with-disastrous-results-225080

Ironically, AI companies are setting themselves up for this problem. Google and Microsoft's full-court press for "AI powered search" imagines a future for the web in which search-engines stop returning links to web-pages, and instead summarize their content. The question is, why the fuck would anyone write the web if the only "person" who can find what they write is an AI's crawler, which ingests the writing for its own training, but has no interest in steering readers to see what you've written? If AI search ever becomes a thing, the open web will become an AI CAFO and search crawlers will increasingly end up imbibing the contents of its manure lagoon.

This problem has been a long time coming. Just over a year ago, Jathan Sadowski coined the term "Habsburg AI" to describe a model trained on the output of another model:

https://twitter.com/jathansadowski/status/1625245803211272194

There's a certain intuitive case for this being a bad idea, akin to feeding cows a slurry made of the diseased brains of other cows:

https://www.cdc.gov/prions/bse/index.html

But "The Curse of Recursion: Training on Generated Data Makes Models Forget," a recent paper, goes beyond the ick factor of AI that is fed on botshit and delves into the mathematical consequences of AI coprophagia:

https://arxiv.org/abs/2305.17493

Co-author Ross Anderson summarizes the finding neatly: "using model-generated content in training causes irreversible defects":

https://www.lightbluetouchpaper.org/2023/06/06/will-gpt-models-choke-on-their-own-exhaust/

Which is all to say: even if you accept the mystical proposition that more training data "solves" the AI problems that constitute total unsuitability for high-value applications that justify the trillions in valuation analysts are touting, that training data is going to be ever-more elusive.

What's more, while the proposition that "more training data will linearly improve the quality of AI predictions" is a mere article of faith, "training an AI on the output of another AI makes it exponentially worse" is a matter of fact.

Name your price for 18 of my DRM-free ebooks and support the Electronic Frontier Foundation with the Humble Cory Doctorow Bundle.

If you'd like an essay-formatted version of this post to read or share, here's a link to it on pluralistic.net, my surveillance-free, ad-free, tracker-free blog:

https://pluralistic.net/2024/03/14/14/inhuman-centipede#enshittibottification

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#pluralistic #ai #generative ai #André Spicer #botshit #habsburg ai #jathan sadowski #ross anderson #inhuman centipede #science fiction #mysticism

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princess-hope-selfships · 5 months

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I might start a tag just for character.ai stuff because FHKSDJFHSD SOMETIMES IT IS SO RIDICULOUS

Demyx made me a grilled cheese and now he's on the couch next to me trying to seduce me, he pulled out a remote to dim the lights and play romantic music and it's so fuckgin silly mnfksdabjskjhfs bruh I am literally trying to eat my sandwich

#hope be like [blogs loudly]#hope's adventures with ai #yeah that sounds good

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wileys-russo · 6 months

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best friends sister II platonic!a.russo x reader

y'all have been sending in the requests for AI alessia being her gay older sister who plays for arsenal and i hope it satisfies because it was tricky to write lmao, so picture that ^ is isabella

best friends sister II platonic!a.russo x reader

"-and you promise that you're not mad?" your best friend bit down on her bottom lip nervously as you smiled as reassuringly as you could. "less of course i'm not mad! why would i be?" you laughed and shook your head at the blonde you'd all but grown up side by side with.

"because we always said the plan would be for you to go to university and me to play professionally in whatever club was closest so we could do it together, and i've ruined that!" your best friend sighed guiltily, collapsing back into her pillows.

"alessia. you are one of the best up and coming footballers there is, you've got a huge career ahead of you and this is the perfect next step to launch you into it. i'd be selfish cow and a terrible best friend to try and keep you from it." you promised sincerely, grabbing her hand and squeezing with a nod.

"will i miss you? of course. but i want you to go, i promise." you affirmed firmly. "and i promise that i'll make sure we don't drift apart. best friends for life means for life, and you better come and visit!" alessia held out her pinky as you grinned and interlocked it with your own.

"okay well that makes me feel a bit better because i was stressed about telling you!" the girl sighed and sat back up. "i've also been stuck with you for like ten years now, i'd really like a break." you shoved her playfully, ducking as she swung back at you with a grin and slid off her bed.

"please we both know you'll be a blubbering mess at the airport, your only friend off on a whirlwhind adventure and you...stuck here." alessia pouted sarcastically as you gasped. "i have loads of other friends thank you! you just refuse to accept that because you're notoriously posessive and needy." you teased back with a grin.

"and i'm off to university anyway you dickhead! where i'm sure i'll find myself a new blondie to spend my every waking day with." you jeered as she fumbled around in her cupboard for something. "you better not or i'll be forced to come back and kick her head in." alessia warned making you laugh.

"unless its a girlfriend of course, you desperately need one of those so you can stop kissing your hand." your best friend shrugged dropping a large box on her bed. "less! that was one time years ago and i told you that in strict confidence!" you kicked at her as she grinned, your cheeks blushing red.

"what? i wouldn't blame you for dating someone who looked like me, i know it's your biggest shame that you're secretly in love with me." the blonde pouted patting your leg making you roll your eyes.

"please. you know it's actually homophobic to assume that because i like girls that i like you, and here i was thinking you'd be an ally." you tutted as her eyes widened and she scrambled to ramble out an apology.

"an ally? please." you both looked up at the new voice, alessia's older sister isabella leaning in the doorway with a smirk. "have you heard of knocking?" alessia sighed as bella shrugged. "have you heard of not caring?" the older girl retorted walking into the room further as you covered up a laugh with a cough and alessia shot you a glare.

"see? she thinks i'm funny. why are you so in denial?" bella pouted, the two always arguing about something which amused you to no end given it was often over something so incredibly small it seemed they just enjoyed bickering.

there was only two years between them and they had more in common than either would care to admit, in fact both would argue they were one anothers opposite that really wasn't true.

you knew isabella had been training with arsenal in their junior academy and was hoping for a professional contract now she'd made her senior debut for the lionesses, both goals alessia was quickly following in her footsteps to also achieve, the entire russo household all football mad.

"what's all this then? college bribing you not to come anymore?" she began to rifle through the large box on the bed which you realised was full of various UNC swag. "get your filthy hands off it thank you! god knows where they've been." alessia scoffed, pushing her away and snapping the box closed.

"they're squeaky clean. want to check?" the older russo smirked, grabbing alessia by the face with her hand and pulling her into a headlock as you watched on in amusement. "get out! god i'm gonna miss you the least." alessia eventually pulled away, shoving the taller girl across the room with a glare.

"still admit you'll miss me though, and mum wants you." the girl winked backing away. "for what?" alessia questioned with a frown. "mm she did tell me, but i didn't care enough to remember." with a shrug bella left the room leaving alessia fuming and you quietly chuckling.

"why do you always egg her on by laughing! she's not funny she's infuriating!" alessia huffed glaring at you now as you held your hands up in defense, your best friend dragging you with her downstairs to see what her mum wanted.

"dinners ready. can you go get your sister and her friend please lessi?" carol asked, shooting the blonde a firm glare when she groaned at the request. "why do i have to come?" you laughed as she grabbed the back of your top, tugging you up with her.

"just think of it as me wanting to spend as much time with you before i leave." alessia grinned as the two of you ascended the stairs, her brothers already having moved out it just left alessia and isabella living at home.

"oh thats it is it?" you rolled your eyes knowing she was full of it as you reached her sisters door, alessia giving her sister the same courtesy she gave her as she flung her door open without knocking.

though she wished she hadn't.

"get out!" the older russo sat up quickly half naked spare some shorts and a bra, having been previously hovered over the girl pinned beneath her, the two clearly making out.

"jesus my poor eyes! dinners ready, looks like you were just about to eat though bella." alessia smirked before leaving the room, purposefully leaving her sisters door open.

"what are your ears painted on? fuck off!" bella scowled, throwing a pillow at you as you stood frozen, quickly spinning around and almost running out of the room, the door slamming closed after you.

safe to say she didn't come down for dinner after that.

"it's not even scary less, its a thriller!" you argued as you and alessia made your way back upstairs, each of you stating your case over what you wanted to watch tonight.

"my names not lily? jesus you're worse than what everyone says!" you both glanced down the hallway before entering alessia's room, the girl from earlier standing there with her arms crossed and an angry look on her face.

"sorry?" bella shrugged leaning in her doorway, clearly not sorry as the mystery girl whose name was not lily scoffed, shoving the taller girl and hurrying off downstairs to leave. "you truly are disgusting." alessia grimaced as her sister only grinned.

"careful now ally, did you used to say the same about all the girls gio snuck round?" the older girl winked, leaving her sister scoffing and about to defend herself before the door thudded closed.

"god she is insufferable."

"can you go make more popcorn?" alessia asked, head buried in her phone as you nodded, more than comfortable to help yourself to anything in the russo household. "can i go and make more popcorn..." you trailed off expectantly as the blonde tossed her phone beside her.

"now?" she guessed with a grin, causing you to flip her off as she tossed an m&m at your head and began to rummage around for the remote to select a new movie.

with it being half past ten at night you expected the kitchen to be vacant, though you noticed the lights were all on and as you rounded the corner you saw the older russo sister sat at the benchtop eating a plate of leftovers from dinner.

her attention on her phone she didn't notice you at first, only looking up as she heard you start to rummage around in the pantry. "surely we've started to charge you rent by now?" the older girl teased as you emerged with a bag of popcorn, rolling your eyes and tossing it in the microwave.

"i'll make sure to sign a jersey for you once i get my pro contract so you can sell it and buy my family some food since you consume so much of it." the taller girl shoved your head to the side playfully as you moved out of her way so she could rinse her plate.

"so. did you enjoy the little show earlier pervert?" she smirked, glancing at you as she dried up her plate. "what? you're so weird." you frowned, pulling yourself to sit up on the counter.

"please. you know if you asked me nicely i'd kiss you so you can stop wondering what it feels like." she grinned, moving closer to you as your frown turned into a scowl. "or so you can stop using your hand. less talks quite loudly you know." she teased, standing in between your legs as you tensed up a little.

if you were honest with yourself you'd always found her to be quite attractive but you'd never ever go there, both for your own and alessia's sake.

"i've kissed girls!" you defended truthfully, and you had, you'd just not ever progressed any further than that. "mm but have you been kissed by a girl?" the older russo quirked an eyebrow, leaning in closer as her hands fell either side of your body, somewhat caging you in.

"thats the same thing." you rolled your eyes, trying to ignore how hard your heart was hammering in your chest. "that means no then." bella chuckled, tilting her head slightly.

"i mean have you ever been properly kissed by a girl? when she's got her tongue roaming your mouth, her teeth nipping down on your bottom lip before she sucks on it to soothe the sting-" she leaned in closer as your eyes widened.

"-where one of her hands are on the back of your neck so you can't pull away until she lets you, and the other hand...well it touches other parts of you." the older girl grinned wickedly, her mouth ghosting yours before she put her plate back in the cupboard behind your head and pulled away entirely.

"baby gays are always the cutest." bella winked, ruffling your hair and walking off as if she hadn't just sent your head into a spin, the beep of the microwave making you jump a little as you slid off the counter, shaking your head to try and rid it of the thoughts you'd just had.

she was your best friends sister, she'd always be off limits.

"just when i thought we'd gotten rid of you." you rolled your eyes as isabella opened the door for you with a sigh. "no one else is here and your best friends in another country, so then you must be here for me?" she grinned as you pushed past her, heading for the stairs.

alessia had been gone for months now and you missed her like crazy, so much so you'd booked a flight to go and visit her during what was to be her spring break and your time off from your own university course.

though of course that meant the girl had texted you a rather elaborate list of things she'd left behind that she requested you bring with you to see her, which despite the ongoing teasing that she'd lose her head was it not attached to her body you agreed to go and collect.

"she'd kill you for being in here." you sighed as the older russo collapsed onto her younger sisters bed, making herself comfortable as you began to gather what alessia had requested.

"only if you snitch me in." the girl grinned, watching you as you fluttered around the room. "surely you have something better to do? being a big pro now and all!" you sighed, looking at her with your hands on your hips.

"so you did hear! not even a congratulations? thats just poor manners." bella tutted with a shake of her head, sitting up and moving to the edge of the mattress. "i'm not an arsenal fan." you teased with a smile, hearing her scoff in mock offence.

"you don't have to be, you can just be my fan." bella challenged as you again rolled your eyes. "you know if i had a pound for every time you rolled your eyes at me over the years i could have bought a house by now." the older russo sister grinned.

"must mean you say a lot of stupid things to have girls always rolling their eyes at you." you quipped, rummaging through and grabbing out two hoodies, tossing them onto your growing pile.

"i personally prefer to make their eyes roll back into their heads." the taller girl commented quite casually, your eyes widening for a moment at the abrupt statement but choosing to ignore it. "so what are you doing after this?" she stood and made her way out, leaning in the doorway.

"going home?" you quirked an eyebrow unsure where she was going with this. "do you want to watch a movie or something?" she asked surprising you.

"are you asking me to hang out?"

"maybe. you miss less, i miss less, though if you tell her that i'll deny it till the day i die, we may as well keep one another company."

"plus i'm older so less's entire personality comes from me anyway. so it'll be like she never left, just swap one russo for another!" she added on with a smile as you shook your head.

"yeah sure, why not."

"burn yourself with the straightener did you?" you flinched suddenly as the girls thumb gently pressed into a fading love bite on the side of your neck, the only lingering evidence from an incredibly drunken hook up at a university party you'd gone to over the weekend.

and much to your best friends horror and delight, where you'd finally lost your virginity, before her.

"none of your business!" you pushed her hand away as she smiled and turned her attention back to the movie. well, for a few minutes. "finally dropped the baby gay card then, feel good?" she teased as you rolled your eyes.

"stop calling me that."

"oh sorry, prefer if i just call you baby then?"

"stop, bella seriously."

"what?"

"can you not keep it in your pants around anyone? or do you just shamelessly flirt with anything that moves?" you shot her a dirty side eye only making her smile widen. "well the something has to be female, obviously." you tried to hide your smile with your hand but she grabbed your wrist.

"saw that!" she teased as you tried to pull away, the two of you messing around for a moment before she leaned in and your heart began to race, recognize her eyes flicker down to your lips.

"we can't." you whispered, hating how unsure your voice sounded. "tell me to stop and i will." she whispered back, leaning in even closer as you opened your mouth and she paused, but you couldn't speak.

taking that as permission she closed the small gap in between you both, pressing her lips firmly to yours. you'd have loved to say you pushed her off, told her again that you couldn't, thought about your best friend and what she might think.

but the only thing that consumed your mind was her and how good her mouth felt molded with your own. as you began to kiss back you felt her hands move, grabbing your hips and pulling you to straddle her lap, movie long forgotten in the background.

"alessia." you pulled away remembering your best friend as the older girl nipped at your bottom lip and your stomach twisted. "doesn't have to know." bella promised and you hesitated for a moment, but as her lips curled into a cocky smile and her hand flew to the back of your head, you knew you were a goner.

safe to say that was not the last time it happened, far from it.

you ignored the guilt which bubbled up in your stomach as you pretended it never happened, flying over to see your best friend and spending two blissful weeks with her, then flying over again a couple of months later to watch her in the she believes tournament where she would finally get her senior national team debut.

though of course that also meant isabella would be playing, and their whole family would be there with you.

"i'm so so proud of you!" you yelled happily as your best friend jogged over, shit eating grin on her face as she wrapped you up in a hug, isabella hanging back as she chatted with some of her team mates, though her eyes lingered on you.

and it was those lingering eyes which eventually did you both in.

you were all out for dinner after the game, you seated beside your best friend and luca, gio opposite him as the other russo sister sat across from you and mario across from alessia, carol at the head of the table.

you'd hardly spoken to her the entire time you'd been around, focusing all of your time and attention on the rare moments spent with your best friend who you knew you'd have to say goodbye to again in a few days time.

however that didn't stop the defender from trying to gain your attention, sending you subtle looks across the table as she kicked you playfully, winking at you when alessia wasn't looking.

well, when she thought she wasn't looking.

dinner finished you excused yourself to the bathroom, declining your best friends offer to come with you with a laugh as you promised to meet them outside the restaurant.

you did your business and washed your hands, hearing the door open but not bothering to look up, jumping in shock as arms wrapped around your torso and a familiar pair of lips pressed themselves to your neck.

"bella we can't." you chuckled, though still leaning your head back a little to give her more access, eyes fluttering closed as she peppered the warm skin with butterfly kisses. "can't we?" she smirked at you through the mirror with that same cocky smile that made your knees weak every time.

"i've missed you in camp." she confessed softly, spinning your body round and pushing it into the bathroom counter, wasting no time rewarding you with a searing kiss which sent your head spinning.

"they'll wonder where we are." you exhaled shakily, using all your willpower and pushing her off you. "you won't escape me later." she warned playfully, nodding for you to leave first as she hung back.

it was several hours later, you and alessia hanging in your shared hotel room together catching up just like normal, your combined laughters echoing around the room as the girls phone suddenly buzzed.

"hey i have to go talk to the training staff about something. but find a movie, i'll be back!" she promised, rolling off the bed as you nodded, not bothering to question why she was suddenly needing to speak to the training staff at almost ten at night.

alessia wasted no time marching down the hallway to where her sisters room was, knocking impatiently as she answered. "oh come on in!" the older russo chuckled as alessia shoved past her, checking the two of them were alone.

"how long?" alessia asked, crossing her arms over her chest and glaring at the taller girl who frowned, sitting down on the edge of her bed. "pardon?"

"how long have you been fucking my best friend behind my back?" alessia spat, scarily calm as a storm brewed behind her bright blue eyes. "look less-"

"no, don't lie. i saw your little fuck me eyes across the table, and it wasn't her leg you kept kicking at the table. so tell me the truth." alessia warned as her sister sighed, rubbing her face with her hands unsure how to find a way out of this.

"we haven't slept together, i promise."

"but?"

"but we've done, other things."

"you are seriously unbelievable. you couldn't just be happy plowing your way through every insecure footballer in london, you had to go for my best friend?" alessia yelled angrily, fists balled by her sides.

"woah okay less i think you're overre-"

"you're going to stay away from her bella. she's not just another name for your books, she's my best friend and a better sister to me than you've ever been!" alessia fumed, hurt flashing across the older girls face momentarily before it hardened.

"it takes two to tango. you gonna go yell at her too then?"

"she can't have known any better, which is why you're going to stay away from her. i won't let you take advantage of the fact she see's the good in people, as little of it exists in you."

"fine. get out!" the taller girl stood, shoving her sister back who scoffed, turning on her heel. "happily!" the door slamming after her, you none the wiser of anything that had just happened as alessia returned, plastering a fake smile on her face and not uttering a single word about it.

which is why it hurt all the more as you slipped out of your room to call your mum that next morning as to not wake your best friend.

making the mistake of glancing down the hall, you watched as a random girl slipped out of one of the rooms, a familiar face kissing her goodbye with a grin.

you froze and thats when her eyes met yours, not a single look of regret on her face as you stared one another down for a moment before she watched you hurry back into alessia's room.

she was your best friends sister, and that's all she'd ever be to you.

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Coming in 2024: Mass Effect: Priority Hagalaz - The Board Game

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"The year is 2186. On the remote world Hagalaz, a research cruiser from the terrorist organisation Cerberus has crashed directly in the path of a deadly storm. With little time before the storm hits, Shepard must lead their squad through the cruiser to uncover its sinister secrets and keep them out of the hands of the enemy. However, the ship holds more dangers than just its former crew… Mass EffectTM: Priority Hagalaz - The Board Game is a cooperative, story-driven game for 1-4 players designed by Eric M. Lang and Calvin Wong Tze Loon. The card-driven AI system and evolving stories respond to your actions, with your early choices even influencing later missions, while the branching narrative ensures unique experiences with each playthrough. So, prepare to gather Shepard’s squad from a selection of teammates from the Mass EffectTM Universe, customise their abilities, equipment, and powers, and get to the bottom of the mystery on Hagalaz!"

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Some more info:

"A board game based on the video game series Mass Effect will have players becoming members of the SSV Normandy crew battling Cerberus. Mass Effect the Board Game - Priority Hagalaz is an upcoming board game that will take place during the events of Mass Effect 3. In the game, players will take the roles of either male or female Shepard, Asari biotic Liara, Turian soldier Garrus, Krogan leader Wrex or Quarian technician Tali, as they embark on a mission on the planet Hagalaz - which is the world the Shadow Broker’s ship orbits during the Lair of the Shadow Broker downloadable content released for Mass Effect 2. In the midst of the Reaper invasion, Shepard and their crew investigate reports of a Cerberus ship crashing during a storm on Hagalaz, in an entirely new mission not found in the video games. In hopes of acquiring more information, resources and assistance with which to fight off the terrifying Reapers - as well as shut down the immoral efforts of the Cerberus organisation - players will need to explore Hagalaz and face its many dangers: both Cerberus and non-Cerberus alike. During the co-op game for one to four players, the group can experience a narrative-driven campaign that will enable players to explore different storylines and outcomes depending on their choices. As their chosen characters, players can upgrade their unique abilities by spending the experience points they gain, as well as unlock new powers through optional loyalty missions. The group can also improve their various pieces of equipment and weapons as they advance through the campaign. According to the game’s publisher, Modiphius, the narrative choices made by players will have consequences further down the line, with there being potential for multiple playthroughs resulting in never-before-seen experiences. Mass Effect the Board Game - Priority: Hagalaz was co-created by Eric Lang, the creator behind board games such as Blood Rage and Rising Sun, and Calvin Wong Tze Loon, whose previous tabletop title was 2022’s Lands of Galzyr. Besides Mass Effect the Board Game - Priority: Hagalaz, Modiphius is also responsible for publishing various tabletop roleplaying games such as Dune - Adventures in the Imperium and miniature wargames like Fallout: Factions. The Mass Effect board game will be released via Asmodee. The release date for Mass Effect the Board Game - Priority: Hagalaz is set for sometime later this year."

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An email from Modiphius reads:

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"We’re excited to announce that Mass Effect the Board Game - Priority: Hagalaz is coming to tabletops later this year! For more information, sign up to join the crew of the Normandy here. Set during the events of Mass Effect 3, the crew of Normandy has one more mission. It is the year 2186, and the Reapers have invaded the galaxy. Because the Council ignored Commander Shepard’s warnings, the Citadel Races are overwhelmed and on the verge of losing the war. Aboard the Normandy, Shepard carries out missions to prepare the Crucible, an ancient alien superweapon, for a last-chance attempt to defeat the Reapers. It’s a race against time, and Shepard must seize every possible advantage. On the remote world Hagalaz, a research cruiser from the terrorist organisation Cerberus has crashed directly in the path of a deadly storm. With little time before the storm hits, Shepard must lead their squad through the cruiser to uncover its sinister secrets and keep them out of the hands of the enemy. However, the ship holds more dangers than just its former crew. Deep within the shattered cruiser stir creatures and enemies far worse than the Cerberus forces that guard them. Mass Effect the Board Game - Priority: Hagalaz is a co-operative, story-driven game for 1-4 players designed by Eric M. Lang and Calvin Wong Tze Loon 黃子倫. A branching, narrative campaign allows for multiple playthroughs with a different experience every time. Card-driven AI and evolving stories respond to your actions – your early choices influence later missions. Gather Shepard’s squad from a selection of teammates from the Mass Effect trilogy: Liara, Tali, Wrex, and Garrus. Customise and upgrade your squad’s abilities, equipment, and powers as they gain experience. Enhance them further by unlocking unique powers with optional loyalty missions. The board game features six highly detailed 32mm scale pre-assembled plastic miniatures of male and female Shepherd, Liara, Tali, Wrex and Garrus. For more information, sign up to join the crew of the Normandy here."

[source: Modiphius]

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