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duckapus · 6 months
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WarioWare: Double Up!
One day, Wario discovers that there’s a popular new video game company called Hotcake Studios- so popular, in fact, that WarioWare Inc. is losing business to them! Even worse, when he gets his hands on one of their games he discovers that it has the same microgame formula as his games, and that the company is owned by none other than his Treasure Hunting rival Captain Syrup. And then to make matters even worse, when he goes to confront her about so obviously muscling in on his business, she reveals that she’s also got her own development team of colorful characters…and each one is a clear direct counterpart to one of the WarioWare Crew. Or in Wario’s words, “You’re not just bootlegging my games, you’re bootlegging my flunkies, too!”
After the whole thing nearly comes to blows, the two strike a deal; each company will make a game, both with the same set of themes(and with each set of counterparts working on the same theme. So for example, Ashley and whoever her counterpart is both make Fantasy-themed microgames), price, and release date, and at the end of the year they’ll see which game sold more copies. Loser has to become a subsidiary of the winner.
I’m not sure how exactly that would translate into a gameplay gimmick (I’m a story guy not a gameplay guy), but as far as story mode goes each level’s story would involve the WarioWare Host getting into some sort of competition with their Hotcake counterpart, some friendlier than others.
The actual counterparts are:
Wario: Captain Syrup, obviously
Mona: Vanessa, that one singer who had a rivalry with her in Touched
Jimmy T: Jenny K, a semi-famous breakdancer
Dribble and Spitz: A Wolf and Bird racecar-driving duo named Howler and Chirpz
Kat and Ana: A pair of Ninji Twins named Shuri and Ken
Orbulon: Tatanga, because why not
9-Volt: A fourth-grade gamer girl named M-Byte
18-Volt: M-Byte’s older brother G-Byte
5-Volt: M-Byte and G-Byte’s dad, K-Byte
13-Amp: A friend of M and G named 64-Bit
Fronk: a Wanderin’ Goom, just named Goom
Dr. Crygor: Rival inventor Professor Boreal
Penny: Boreal’s niece, Hailey
Mike: A singing Piranha Plant named Polly
Doris 1: A robot butler named Vincent
Ashley and Red: A bubbly Magical Girl named Sora and her shapeshifting rabbit friend Violet
Young Cricket: Goombario, who’s recently become a student of The Master
Master Mantis: The Master, from Paper Mario
Lulu: Leo, that one ninja kid with animal-based powers that Kat and Ana fought in their level of Get It Together
The eventual end result is a draw. Both games somehow sold an exactly equal number of units. While this news initially shocks and infuriates Wario and Syrup, they take it as a sign that this whole argument just isn't worth their time and resolve to just more-or-less ignore each-others gaming ventures. Meanwhile, most of their employees have actually made friends with each-other, not really caring about the competition or their bosses' bad history to begin with.
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aj-artjunkyard · 11 months
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There better be NO pitting Margo Kess and Gwen against each other in the spiderverse fandom. None
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gameboy-berry · 8 months
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I miss Book BFDI man... I remember back in pre split where she got shit for absolutely no reason??? I know the arc wasn't the best paced but it was stuff like "shes so mean to taco automatically bad!!11".
Actually when the split happened I vowed to never watch newer BFDI episodes because of how her and Taco's story just. Ended there. I still haven't seen TPOT by the way.
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comicsbyte · 9 months
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India In San Diego Comic-Con America
इंडिया इन 'सैन डिएगो कॉमिक-कॉन' अमेरिका (India In San Diego Comic-Con America)
#ComicsByte #comiccon2023 #sandiego #comiccon #projectk #MinnalMurali #Hiranyakashyap #comics #movies #comicbooknews #popculture
https://comicsbyte.com/india-in-san-diego-comic-con-america/
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lenaisagirl · 6 months
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Pomni X Ragatha
Disclaimer! I wrote this on company time. Also this is the first time I've ever shared art online so be nice k thx bye! <3 As Pomni walked around in the second day of her own digital hell, she finally got a chance to note the smaller peculiarities. Music seemed to play no matter where she was. Her footsteps sounded like a royalty-free sound byte, and everything had an unnatural, plastic-y sheen to it.
This only compounded with her other anxious thoughts. What causes abstraction, anyway? How far could she indulge her insanity before she lost it completely, becoming a monster in Caine's cellar?
“Hey, Pomni? You listening?” Ragatha interrupted Pomni's internal monologue, frowning slightly with concern.
“Y-yeah I’m listening. Something about… the concession stands?” Pomni said, shocked out of her stupor. She glanced nervously side to side, looking at the landscape around her. They stood in the middle of the theme park, which was unusually empty for what it was supposed to be. The only presence was a few concession stands manned by empty-faced mannequin NPCs.
Ragatha frowned, unsatisfied with the answer. Moving to Pomni’s front, she crouched down to meet her eye level.
“Hey, new stuff?”
“I know this takes time to get used to… So if you don’t wanna do this, it's okay!” An earnest, sewn-on smile followed her words.
“No, no! This is great. And, um… I really need the company.” said the little jester, as she let out a nervous laugh. In return, Pomni received a soft pat on the head.
“Alright Pomni. I’ll be here as long as you need.” With that, she stood back up, and took a few steps back, holding out her hand to Pomni.
“R-right. That’s – I mean. Thank you.” With a tilted smile, she tentatively reached to accept her hand. While she expected Ragatha’s hand to be a dull, unnaturally smooth surface like everything else - it wasn’t? Beneath her gloves, Pomni could feel real texture, as if she was truly grabbing a ragdoll’s hand. It was a nice change of pace, and brought to her face the first genuine smile she’d had while here.
And so they exited the theme park, quiet at first. Looking towards the night half of the skybox, one could almost be convinced it was a starry night. That is - until you spun around and saw the bright-as-day portion of the skybox.
“Um… Ragatha? Where exactly are we going?” Pomni asked tentatively. It's not that she was distrustful, just shaken up from the past “adventure” and as the lakeside forest of smooth plastic looking trees grew around her, thoughts of losing her tracks crept into her mind.
“Just a little spot out in the forest. Just somewhere away from Jax – er, I mean, the stress of it all. You know.” She held her hand up to her face and chuckled.
“Just - keep it a secret, okay?” She turned around to face Pomni, smiling ever so awkwardly. A kindred spirit, Pomni smiled just as awkwardly in return.
“Well. Here it is.” Letting go of Pomni’s hand, she gestured broadly at the space around them. Really it was just a rock, one of the few bits of decoration that even existed within the forest. Oddly enough, it was actually about chair-shaped. Being so close to the island's edge, Pomni wondered if this was an unfinished overlook.
“It's nice… I think!” As far as cartoonishly digital worlds went, it wasn’t that bad of a place to be. Ragatha walked over to the rock, plopping dramatically on top of it and patting the space beside her.
Pomni, much shorter, had to jump slightly, crawling on top of the rock before taking a seat. For a moment, they simply looked onward into the skybox.
“What… what do you think you were like? Y’know. Before all this?” said Pomni cautiously. It was probably a sore spot, but nevertheless she was curious about her new friends.
“Who knows? I don’t think about it too much, uncontrollable insanity and all that.”
The jester nodded. Like she thought - a sore spot, likely for all of them. Ragatha turned her gaze away from the cliff’s edge and toward her friend.
“Maybe… A waitress? Oh, or a dancer. I'm really good on my feet!” Ragatha kicked her legs as she spoke to add emphasis.
“How about you, new stuff? Gee, I hope you don’t mind me calling you new stuff all the time.” She folded her arms, and glanced to the side.
“Nah, I kinda like it. I mean – it's nice to have a friend, is all.” Pomni looked down at her legs, kicking them slightly as she thought of who she might have been.
Did it matter? Would she ever find out? Did she want to know what kind of life she was missing out on? Her pupils started to dilate as panic rose in her system.
“Pomni? We don’t have to talk about it.”
Ragatha interrupted her panic attack – this time with a hand on the shoulder. Looking up from the ground, the poor jester's eyes welled up slightly, reflecting Ragatha’s face back at herself.
“You okay…? Need a hug, new stuff?” Looking in Ragatha's eyes, she saw a worried expression. At least if she was stuck here, there was someone who cared. Merely nodding, Pomni leaned forward, clinging to her raggedy dress fabric. Slightly surprised, Ragatha smiled, wrapping her linen hands around the poor girl.
“T-thank you.” Pomni squeaked out.
“Hey don’t even worry about it. We gotta stick together, right?” Patting Pomni on the head, she softly ruffled the jester hat.
“Right… It’ll be okay.” And for once, she believed it.
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Within cells, interlinked (Miguel O’Hara x Ai/Hologram! Fem! reader) Part 1
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Hiii! Very excited about this bad boy, this is inspired by K and Joi’s relationship in bladerunner 2049, and this panel from 90’s run of the Spider-Man 2099 comics. Also there is some heavily implied (at the very least one sided) holofang (Miguel x Lyla) at the beginning, if that isn’t your cup of tea, then I’m sorry but that’s how I wrote it. Not proofread, enjoy!
(Y/N)-Your name.
Implied (one sided???) holofang, Lyla is like basically dead, mentions of sex work, cursing, Miguel being a sad lonely lonely man, ansty (if you squint), Miguel being a little mad scientist like at the end. Tbh idk really know what to tag these as.
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Neuva York 2099.
A dystopian wasteland that was once a pristine and other worldly city. But, like every other beautiful thing, it would be destined to fall, thanks to Kingpin, who now had the city under his thumb. Straile white buildings that once stood tall, crumpled and decayed, being replaced slowly but surely with dark titanium steel. Holographic projections filled the sides of ugly skyscrapers, advertising anything and everything, ranging from restaurants and video games to Ai women and cyborg upgrades.
Miguel’s original Ai assignment was unfortunately no longer functional, her software having been corrupted due to a virus that was released onto Miguel’s suit during a fight with Doc ock, Miguel having no other choice but to terminate her software, putting her out of her misery. It not only set Miguel back from his usual tasks as Spider-Man and his work at Alchemax, but the whole spider society, Lyla being the one who controlled the whole mainstream to the entire operation, along with help from Spider-Byte, but she couldn’t run the whole society technology wise, she had a life outside of her role there.
If Miguel had the time, he would have done what he had done the first time, and redesign her from scratch, raising her from her nonexistent grave. However, he knew he didn’t have the time. He had spent months programming her, not to mention the years it took for him to upgrade her into what she had become. It’s only been a week, and he could already see the cracks that were forming without her to hold it all together. His universe was already in disarray, he didn’t need another thing to crumble into dust in his hands.
The walk from the Alchemax back to his apartment was meant to help him clear his head, but it only dampened his mood more, bitter cold air and large dark clouds rolling in slowly, threatening to pour down on the decile city. Keeping his head held high and eyes forward despite his desire to go deep into a dark alleyway and swing the rest of the way home, keeping the tension in his temples build up with every sleazy salesperson attempting to sell him a sketchily low price for random gadgets that he was certain was stolen, or sex workers attempting to coax him into a small brothel. All kinds of lives walked past him as he ventured home, humans, cyborgs, full robots and AI holographic companions, a million life stories that could be told.
Less and less began to cross his path as he neared his apartment building, eye bags dark and sunken in as he turned his head to the left, he was now alone on the sidewalk, stopping as he put his hand on the railing that lined the evaluated walkway, he remembered not even 10 years ago, that very spot would look out to a beautiful pond, small ducks that pattered around, families gathering around to have little outings, ones that Miguel only ever really dreamed of. Now, all that was a ginormous digital billboard that would switch advertisers every week or so. Although he never really expected they’d project the one that was on display now. He had to squint a bit so that the now dripping rain didn’t get into his eyes as he watched the projection.
“The perfect companion, the perfect coworker, the perfect partner. Joi, your personal Ai. Everything you want to hear, everything you want to see.” The sentences rotated between each other over and over, Miguel stayed silent as he stared mindless at the naked back of the large Ai hologram, their skin admitting a light glow as she sensually ran her hands through her hair. Despite the words “companion” and “coworker” showing up on the ad, it was painfully obvious what the holographic woman was really meant for.
Still, he caught himself unable to look away, despite seeing the ads hundreds of times prior to this moment. He didn’t even register when the Ai had turned around and squatted in front him, making it so the two were at eye level.
“Hello handsome.” His eyes finally drifted up to meet hers once she spoke, he wasn't very fond of the default version they often used on most of their ads, so seeing this version in front of him was a lot more of a nicer sight to see. “What a day hmm?” When he didn’t respond she just came closer, “you look lonely… I could fix that…” She whispered with a head tilt, “you look like a good Joi…” before getting back up and moving away from Miguel once more.
Maybe it was the stress, maybe it was his way of pretending he wasn’t mourning an algorithm, maybe it was just him being tired of carrying everything on his shoulders, still… his eyes slowly went down to his orange watch, moving it in front of the bare glowing figure, before his free hand slowly hovered over the watch, hesitating for a moment, before pressing purchase.
Once Miguel got home he spent the next hour or so reworking your programming, jailbreaking and removing restrictions, wanting to make sure you were prepared to handle the society’s system before he even turned you on to make sure you wouldn’t crash the second you were hooked up to it.
Eventually, once everything ran to meet his expectations, he stood back and waited for you to appear in front of him. Waiting impatiently as he watched the small loading circle chase itself until you appeared, although you weren’t fully “awake” still, eyes closed, head slumped forwards and arms hung limply to your sides. Still needing to be given a name, an outfit and if he desired to change anything from your physical appearance he could. He decided to keep your assets the same, and placed a simple outfit on you, deciding if you ever evolved enough to be sentient on the same level as Lyla was, that he’d give you free range to change it. For a name though, it was a bit harder of a choice.
Maybe it was him having his previous one for as long as he did, but he wanted you to be… different, then her, a name that wasn’t, well, Lyla. Something nice and pleasant to say, but not simple enough for him to forget in the midst of him in a fight. After some pondering, he finally typed in the name into his watch and pressed the “finalized model”. Releasing a breath he didn’t know he was holding when he saw your head slowly begin to lift and your eyes slowly fluttered open.
“Hello Miguel.” You said him a smile.
“Hello (Y/N).” His lips twitched upwards for half a second.
It took a while for your program to adjust and be accustomed to the database, he never realized how much strain he put on his older Ai until he watched you try and accommodate the same thing, yet then again, he built it all around her, instead of vise versa. It wasn’t just you who had needed some time to adjust though. The amount of times that spiders (including Jessica and Miguel) would call for Lyla still instead of you was starting to… annoy you for lack of a better term.
You had been patient at first, appearing despite the slip up, simply correcting the person who called for you and going on with the request, then it seems that the patience started to run thin. Rolling your eyes or letting out snarky little remarks, then eventually you just started to not respond unless they called you by your actual name, which only led you landing yourself in a lecture from Miguel, being threatened to reboot your system. Him ranting about how it could be dangerous or something, after the first few times, it stops being fear insulating, once you even let out a yawn at his usual lecture. A yawn. How close he was to throwing his desk across his office.
The longer you stuck around the more knowledge you gather, the more self-aware you become, mimicking human thoughts and emotions, reading anything you could get your digital little hands on. From the words of Ancient Greek philosophers to thousands of different articles on how the human brain works, what different areas controlled what. You found humans quite interesting, such complex yet flawed creatures, you can understand why so many filmmakers and authors who write science fiction have some odd variation of robots wanting to either become humans or destroy them.
It’s almost cliche, but you can’t help but develop the same fascination with Miguel. How could you not? You were quite literally around him 24/7, you could tell he wanted to be taken care of when he wasn’t taking care of everything himself, and who were you as his assistant to refuse?
“Welcome back Miguel.” You smiled as you appeared next to the door before he could even step foot through its threshold. Your eyes followed him as he took his shoes off and threw his keys on the coffee table in the middle of the living room, landing with a loud clunk.
“I just saw you back at HQ.” He chuckled, shaking his head as he closed the door behind him before he made his way to his kitchen, “It's been 20 minutes.” He added as he turned the corner, being met with you already there, leaning against the counter as his coffee machine was already pouring him a new cup in his favorite mug, with the stove being lit on for him to place his left overs onto to warm up.
“Being greeted when you arrive home helps boost your overall well-being.” You quipped, which only gained a small hum of acknowledgement as he placed a pot of bistec on top of the open flame, and a bowl of leftover white rice in the microwave.
“It could also help boost my overall well-being if you didn’t act like such a brat half the time.” He countered back as he stirred the streak and potatoes to make sure it didn’t burn before turning to face you, meeting you with that all too familiar smirk he always gave you. You were quick to mirror it. “You're supposed to make my life easier, ya know?” Despite it being a rhetorical question, your smirk only widely more.
A silence fell over the kitchen as he goes back to focusing on his food, you just stay there, watching as he made quick work fixing his plate, mumbled a small “sorry” to you everytime he would “bump into you” (as Miguel liked to call it) despite him only passing through your holographic body as he grabs the plate and cup of coffee and goes it set it down at the table, making sure to be fast as to not hold onto the gradually warming glass crockery long enough to burn his rough hands.
With a sigh, he sat down in front of his plate as he heard the faint noise of your projection deactivated from the kitchen, leaving him alone in the quiet home of his. He’s fork moving around the contains on his plate, piercing the potatoes and steak but never lifting it up to bite into the steaming meal. After a few more moments of playing with his food, he placed his fork back down, keeping his eyes down on his plate despite him lifting his head up.
“(Y/N).” He called out after cleaning his throat.
“Yes?” Your voice called back out, ringing through his apartment as he waited for you to reappear, only to let out a huff when you didn’t.
“…have dinner with me?” When he finally looked back up, he was met with you already in the chair across from him, a digital plate of food replicating his in front of you. His lips twitched up as he whispered a light thank you for entertaining his wish, even down to mimicking eating as you both sat there, his eyes never leaving yours.
After his appetite was satiated, and the dish were washed, he wander to his living room, being met with the sight of you already being sat down on one of the small leather accent chair that sat to the right of the coffee table, a small orange tablet-like screen being held in your hands as you tampered away on it, most likely readjusting tomorrow's schedule or researching more on some random topic you found interesting. Leaning against the doorway, he couldn't help but watch you, admire you. He found it humorous that you chose to physically sit down and read about topics even though you were built with the knowledge of practically everything. It made you feel more… real. It made him feel less insane when he found comfort in your company.
“Would you like me to leave you alone mig?” You asked after a second, eyes never leaving the screen in front of you. His heart stopped for half a second when you called him by the nickname as he shook his head.
“¿Qué estás haciendo?” He asked as he made his way towards you, stopping once he was close enough that if you had a physical being, his legs would have been touching your knees. (What are you doing?)
“Just going over your suit diagnostics, I’ve noticed that it’s been lagging a bit.” You hummed, not even fazed by the close proximity.
“…(Y/N).”
“Hmm?”
“Look at me.” He commanded, but his tone is still somewhat soft with the order, your screen evaporating from your hands as you went to meet his gaze. He hesitated for a moment, leaving his dry lips before finally continuing. “You know, I feel like I don’t appreciate you enough.”
“Miguel, I’m your Ai assistant, my whole purpose is to help make your life easier.” You couldn’t help the slight snark that came seeping through your sentence, causing him to let out a scoff and playful eye roll.
“That’s not what I mean, you know that.” He countered with a head tilt, his hands sliding over his thighs and finding their way into his front jean pockets.
“What do you mean then?”
“What do you think I meant?” Now it was you who let out an eye roll as you huffed.
“Miguel, you know I can’t ‘think’. I’m not human, I can simply process and collect information and recite it back. I speak only in facts and unbiased sources.”
He couldn’t help but hate it when you talked like that during casual conversation, despite the deadpan look in your eyes and the small sass in your infliction, it only reminded him that you weren’t real. The only difference from your body and air, was that you were a set of ones and zeros. He could swat a hand through your body and you would simply glitch around it as it interrupted your coding and it attempted to adjust around him, how for once, he wishes that when he would “bump into you” that he would be met with solid flesh, you stumbling back a bit while you scold him, his hand coming around to met the small of your back to help re-stabilize your footing as he lets out a small chuckle.
“Don’t be a smartass with me (Y/N). You know, most humans I know don’t have the ability to think either, and they for sure aren’t as nearly intelligent or knowledgeable as you are. If they can form an option then you can too.” He was met with your face contorting in confusion, a rare expression on your face, one he appreciated when he got the opportunity to witness it. “I want you to think, give me an original thought. Not a statistic, not a fact. Think for yourself (Y/N).” The was a pause before your lips parted.
“I… I think…”
“Thaaaat’s it…” He leaned forward, his face close to yours as he encouraged you to continue in a low whisper. “I think?”
“I think… that if I was a human, that… that I would be in love with you Miguel.”
Oh.
“(Y/N).”
“Yes Miguel?”
“Shut off.”
“Yes Miguel.”
Within a blink, you were gone. His hands came out from his pockets with a heavy sigh, before he rubbed his face and ran them through his hair, causing the semi-neatly slicked back hair to become desiveled. Glancing around the now empty living room, the small constant buzzing from your hologram now being replaced with the gentle tapping of the rain against his window.
Miguel O’Hara was truly a lonely man. A man with weaknesses and flaws despite himself, a man with feelings, and vulnerabilities and emotions. Miguel O’Hara was just a man, just a human. A human who wanted to be loved. To not be seen as some sort of emotionless being, the irony wasn’t lost on him that the only thing that seemed to really care for him, and see him in that way was something that wasn’t even programmed with actual emotions. Oh how he wished you were real, how you were human.
He couldn’t turn you into a human, but he could get close.
With a sigh he entered his home office, the only room he had restricted giving you access to appearing in. Closing the door behind him before leaning against the door, his eyes instantly finding themselves stuck on the limb on the table. An arm to be more specific, the synthetic flesh that matched your complexion wrapped around its exoskeleton. It took him almost a month to do just one arm, and although the time length of that he estimated for this project was a bit more lengthy then he’d like, if it meant getting every minuscule and minute detail perfected, he’ll take all the time in the world for it. He’d make sure it was perfect, that you’d be prefect.
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snackugaki · 1 year
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soft apocalypse 4
leo y fin del mundo en español
k onda soy yo snackugaki tu prima filipina, disculpa por mi español kase mas matalino ako sa tagalog kesa español de mexicano(te amo abuela)
pasyensa na ingles speakers, anyway tl;dr I think Leo would probably start switching to Spanglish more in the Apocalypse considering all the people herding he and his brothers would be doing day-to-day
and as a fun little linguistic byte, there’s hella dominicans and puerto ricans in new york so statistically, Leo’d probably speak spanish like them and if I got some of y’all’s slang wrong.... wag kang magagalit sa akin sinubukan ko oh
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mentalisttraceur · 1 year
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Speaking Hexadecimal
Fluently and Unambiguously
I previously proposed a way of saying hexadecimal numbers clearly and efficiently in English, but that was only good for situations where it was otherwise unambiguous that the numbers were in base-16, and it still had some room for getting "wires crossed" with base-10. Now I finally have a proposal I'm satisfied with to finish the job:
We first add distinct words for the six extra "digits":
A is alf, B is brav, C is char, D is delt, E is eck, and F is fost. These are based on the pronunciation of the first six NATO phonetic alphabet words: "alpha", "bravo", "charlie", "delta", "echo", and "foxtrot", except that: we simplify "foxt" to "fost" to make it easier to say, we change the spelling of "alph" to make it more accessible to people not familiar with English's "ph", and the spelling of "eck" makes it obvious that it's a K sound, not a CH sound.
Then we replace "-ty" with "-tex". "-tex" is meant to be evocative of "hex", but the "t" fits the pattern of English number words better:
So 20 in hexadecimal is twentex, not "twenty". 21 is twentex-one, 22 is twentex-two, and so on. 2A is twentex-alf, 2B is twentex-brav, and so on. 30 is thirtex, 31 is thirtex-one, [...], 3A is thirtex-alf, and so on. Fortex, fiftex, sixtex, seventex, eightex, ninetex, alftex, bravtex, chartex, deltex, ecktex, and fostex.
English has special words for 10-19, but we can just use the same regular pattern in hexadecimal for 10-1F as for 20-FF. So 10 is ontex. It's "ontex" and not "onetex" to match the speed and distinctiveness that we get with twenty, thirty, forty, and fifty having slightly different pronunciations and spellings versus two, three, four, and five. 11 is ontex-one, 12 is ontex-two, 13 is ontex-three, and so on.
100 is "hunhex". This continues the mnemonic pattern - English number word, with a hexadecimal-hinting ending. 101 is "one hunhex and one," or just "hunhex and one" for short, just like we say decimal hundreds. 201 is "two hunhex and one", 2D4 is "two hunhex and deltex-four", and so on, all the way up to FFF - "fost hunhex and fostex-fost".
Incidentally, the modern English quirk of saying a number like 2463 as "twenty-four (hundred), sixty-three" instead of "two-thousand, four-hundred, and sixty-three" works really well for hexadecimal numbers: for example, 1AD4 is often written as 1A D4, and can be read as "ontex-alf (hunhex), deltex-four".
In fact, unlike decimal, in hexadecimal it is far more natural and useful, especially given modern technology, to do groups of two. So we don't even bother with another irregular word like "thousand" - instead, we just go directly to using the same Latin prefixes that large numbers in English use (billion, trillion, quadrillion, and so on), for multiples of two more hex digits:
So 10000 is a bihex, 1000000 is a trihex, 100000000 is a quadrihex, 10000000000 is a quintihex, 1000000000000 is a sextihex, 100000000000000 is a septihex, 10000000000000000 is an octohex, and so on. Technical people will appreciate that we're basically counting bytes here, and that a hunhex is one larger than the maximum value in a 1-byte unsigned integer - ditto bihex for 2 bytes, quadrihex for 4 bytes, octohex for 8 bytes, and so on.
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rosiemoo · 11 months
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Spinning Trans Heart in >280 bytes
?"\^!5f100<>7><0"
l=0t=0n=cos::♥::o=200l=(l>0.85and 0)or l+0.01q=pset
for k=0,6 do
for i=0,o do
s=-1-(k/5)q(rnd(o),rnd(o),0)q(s*(32*sin(t)^3)*(-1+(((l<0.5and 8*l^4)or 1-((-2*l+2)^4)/2)*2))+64,s*(28*n(t)^3-10*n(2*t)-10*n(3*t)-n(4*t))+64,k)t+=1/o
end end
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inklings-challenge · 7 months
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2023 Inklings Challenge Participants List
This is an ongoing list of writers who have expressed interest in participating in the 2023 Inklings Challenge. I will be updating this list until October 1st, 2023, at which date everyone on the list will be assigned to one of the three Challenge Teams.
I have erred on the side of including people, so if you’re on the list and you do not want to participate, let me know and I’ll remove you. And it’s very possible I’ve missed names in the shuffle, so if you’re not on the list and you do want to participate, let me know so I can add you.
@ablatheringblatherskite
@allisonreader
@angedemystere
@aparticularbandit
@as-dreamers-do
@ashknife
@atlantic-riona
@brievel
@butterflies-and-bumble-bees
@bytes-and-blessings
@caffeinecath
@caitriona-3
@casa-anachar
@catkin-morgs
@challenger2013
@christian-latte-anon
@clarythericebot
@confetti-cat
@cuppatealove
@cygnascrimbles
@delightfulstrawberrygalaxy
@dimsilver
@dragonladyzarz
@ellakas
@enjoliquej
@esters-notepad
@ettawritesnstudies
@faeriefully
@fairytale-lights
@fictionadventurer
@five-more-minutes
@frangipani-wanderlust
@freenarnian
@friendrat
@frominsidetheblanketfort
@gailyinthedark
@galahadiant
@heniareth
@iamwritehere
@incomingalbatross
@justhereforthesherlock
@kanerallels
@k-she-rambles
@ladygobpire
@lady-merian
@ladyphlogiston
@larissa-the-scribe
@lemonduckisnowawake
@leng-m
@lilflightlessbird731
@lover-of-the-starkindler
@madamescarlette
@magpie-trove
@maltheniel
@misscrazyfangirl321
@mrgartist
@muse-write
@musicofthedaylight
@olyia-stories
@onewingedsparrow
@on-noon
@phoebeamorryce
@physicsgoblin
@plainshobbit
@poetry-vs-depression
@politicalmamaduck
@popcornfairy28
@praise-the-lord-im-dead
@pinkbanditmusings
@queenlucythevaliant
@rachellesedai
@ranger-melany
@reneethegreatandpowerful
@ripple-reader
@rockinlibrarian
@ru-tabega
@scarvenartist
@screwtornadowarningsimsouthern
@scribbly-bear
@secret--psalms--saturn
@septembersung
@siena-sevenwits
@soulwindproductionsblog
@swinging-stars-from-satellites
@taleweaver-ramblings
@teabooksandsweets
@thatsastepladder
@thatoneweaver
@thebirdandhersong
@thejonderettegirl
@theworldiswhispering
@toothanddraw
@tzarina-alexandra
@ughnofreeusernames
@west-toasty
@what-the-dickens
@wildlyironicbee
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thestaticshow · 22 days
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They are two Mafia men and they are like the k round of this chapter.
In the light world they are a game called block Mafia which might be a mobile game I actually make. Comment what you think of them
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fools-throne · 2 months
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holy god help me i'm really behind in posting stuff azskbkdsf. Enjoy the spam y'all i am INSANE Byte belongs to: @k-king-hellhole <3
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lesbian-nautica · 1 year
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WELCOME TO THE ROBOT HUSBAND BATTLE ROYALE!
@novafire-is-thinking 's robot husband poll was amazing, but I think there is one way to improve it.
Make it more chaotic.
So instead of 1v1, we are putting everyone into groups of 10. (To make it easier for me, I just did it alphabetically) May the best husband win, links to each fight below!
ROUND ONE:
A: Afterburner v Air Raid v Alpha Trion v Ambulon v Astrotrain v Barricade v Beachcomber v Blackout v Blades v Blaster WINNER: BLADES
B: Blitzwing v Bluestreak v Blurr v Bonecrusher v Boulder v Brainstorm v Brawl v Brawn v Breakdown v Brimstone WINNER: BREAKDOWN
C: Broadside v Bulkhead v Bumblebee v Censere (Necrobot) v Cerebros v Chase v Cheetor v Chromedome v Cliffjumper v Cosmos WINNER: CHROMEDOME
D: Crankcase v Cyclonus v Dai Atlas v Dead End v Deathsaurus v Depth Charge v Dinobot v Dirge v Dominus Ambus v Doubledealer WINNER: CYCLONUS
E: Drag Strip v Dreadwing v Drift v Eject v Ferak v Fireflight v First Aid v Flatline v Fortress Maximus v Fracas WINNER: FIRST AID AND FORTRESS MAXIMUS WITH A TIE
F: Frenzy v Froid v Fulcrum v Gears v Grapple v Grimlock v Guzzle v Hardhead v Hardshell v Heatwave WINNER: GRIMLOCK
G: Helex v High Tide v Hoist v Hook v Hot Shot v Hound v Hubcap v Huffer v Impactor v Inferno WINNER: IMPACTOR
H: Jazz v Kaon v Kickback v Knockout v Lockdown v Long Haul v Lugnut v Maccadam v Meteorfire v Metroplex WINNER: JAZZ
I: Megatron v Mirage v Misfire v Mixmaster v Motormaster V Nemesis Prime v Nightbeat v Offroad v Optimus Primal v Optimus Prime WINNER: MISFIRE
J: Overlord v Perceptor v Pharma v Powerglide v Predaking v Prowl v Quickstrike v Ramjet v Rampage v Getaway because I accidentally forgot him earlier oops WINNER: PERCEPTOR
K: Ratchet v Rattrap v Ravage v Red Alert v Red Inferno v Rewind v Rhinox v Riptide v Rodimus Prime v Rumble WINNER: RODIMUS PRIME
L: Runabout v Runamuck v Rung v Scavenger v Scorponok v Scrapper v Seaspray v Sentinel Prime v Shockwave v Sideswipe WINNER: RUNG
M: Silverbolt v Skids v Sky-Byte v Skydive v Skyfire/Jetfire v Skyquake v Slingshot v Sludge v Slug v Smokescreen WINNER: SKIDS
N: Snarl v Soundblaster v Soundwave v Spinister v Springer v Star Saber v Starscream v Sunder v Sundor v Sunstorm WINNER: SOUNDWAVE
O: Sunstreaker v Swerve v Swindle v Swoop v Tailgate v Tarantulas v Tarn v Ten v Terrorsaur v Tesaurus WINNER: TAILGATE
P: Thrust v Thunderclash v Thundercracker v Thunderhoof v Thunderhowl v Tigatron v Topspin v Tracks v Trepan WINNER: THUNDERCRACKER
Q: Tyrest v Ultra Magnus/Minimus Ambus v Vox v Warpath v Waspinator v Wheeljack v Whirl v Wildrider v Windcharger v Wing WINNER: WHIRL
R for remembering late (aka the "hey what about-" round): Blast Off v Onslaught v Skywarp v Tripodeca v Toaster v Siren v Hot Rod v Jetfire v Galvatron v Vortex WINNER: SKYWARP
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losergendered · 20 days
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ID: a set of two images. the first is of k-vrc from love death and robots with a white outline in front of a flag splice of jests listed identities. the second is a blank flag splice. END ID
K-VRC from Love, Death And Robots is an apamalefheic, agender transmasc, nindyne, neuxvir, technomasculine, mechsoulessic, roboticoric, techrobai, mechaneve, synthogender, virualors, technosic, glitchsilly, sillyradicalthing, odiviruspacen, 65537gonnic, folimechigender, pantechnicum, panagender gaybian beta robot! :P has neutral programming, but identifies strongly with masculinity! Pix uses h!!/it/pix/whirr/virus/gear/^^/gli/jest/byte/:p/🤖/👾/💻/🖲️/⌨️/🔶self pronouns!
For 🌖☄️ anon!
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wolfgabe · 6 months
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Now I want to see Nintendo do their own Once Upon A Studio style short.
Some day I would love to see Nintendo do their own little short film similar to Once Upon A Studio with all the different Nintendo characters gathered together with a giant group photo at the end.
My ideas for who could appear.
The Super Mario Series
Mario
Luigi
Peach
Toad/Captain Toad
Toadette
Bowser
Bowser Jr
Koopalings
Petey Piranha
Daisy
Wario
Waluigi
Rosalina
Luma
Pauline
Wart
Tatanga
Cackletta
Fawful
Goombas
Koopas
Lakitu
Goombella
Count Bleck
Dimentio
Olivia
King Olly
Cappy
Piantas
Kamek
Foreman Spike
Starlow
Broque Monsieur
King Boo
The Legend of Zelda
Link
Zelda
Ganondorf
Tingle
Midna
Zant
The Skull Kid
Navi
Prince Sidon
Mipha
Daruk
Yunobo
Teba
Revali
Riju
Urbosa
Purah
Robbie
Master Kohga
King Daphnes
King Rhoam
Linebeck
Anjean
Byrne
Chancelor Cole
Agahnim
The Happy Mask Salesman
Marin
Talon
Ingo
Lord Girahim
Fi
Metroid
Samus
Ridley
Kraid
Phantoon
Raven Beak
Metroids
Mother Brain
Space Pirates
Dark Samus
U-Mos
Rundas
Ghor
Gandrayda
Adam Malkovich
Sylux
Kanden
Trace
Noxus
Spire
Weavel
Fire Emblem
Marth
Roy
Ike
Lucina
Chrom
Lyn
Ryoma
Xander
Takumi
Camilla
King Garrin
Robin
Corrin
Tiki
Medeus
Gharnef
Alm
Celica
Ashnard
Black Night
Dmitri
Claude
Edelgard
Byleth
F-Zero
Captain Falcon
Samurai Goro
Dr Stewart
Pico
Blood Falcon
Black Shadow
Mr. EAD
The Skull
Jody Summer
Earthbound/MOTHER
Ninten
Ana
Lloyd
Teddy
EVE
Gyig
Ness
Paula
Jeff
Poo
Porky
Buzz Buzz
Mr. Saturn
Starman
Flying Man
Dungeon Man
Master Belch
Lucas
Claus
Kumatora
Duster
Boney
Flint
Kid Icarus
Pit
Palutena
Medusa
Eggplant Wizard
The Reaper
Hades
Viridi
Phosphora
Magnus
Dark Pit
Phosphora
Dyntos
Wario Land/WarioWare
Captain Syrup
Rudy the Clown
The Shake King
Queen Meralda
Spritelings
The Black Jewel
Princess Shokora
Mona
Jimmy T
Ashley
Dribble
Spitz
9-Volt
5-Volt
18-Volt
Lulu
Pyoro
Orbulon
Kat
Ana
Young Cricket
Master Mantis
Dr Crygor
Pikmin
Olimar
Louie
The President
Alph
Brittany
Charlie
Shepard
Russ
Dingo
Bernard
Collin
Oatchi
Moss
The Ancient Sirehound
Various Pikmin
Bulborb
Emperor Bulblax
Animal Crossing
Tom Nook
Mr Resetti
Copper
Booker
Tortimer
Kappn
Isabelle
Digby
Pelly
Phyllis
Tommy and Timmy Nook
Crazy Redd
Gracie
Franklin
Dr Shrunk
Blanca
Gulliver
Leif
Mabel
Sable
Labelle
Jingle
Zipper T
Lyle
Lottie
Wardell
Blathers
Celeste
Brewster
Reese
Cyrus
Jack
K.K. Slider
Harriet
Harvey
Wilbur
Orville
Pascal
Joan
Porter
Daisy Mae
Lloid
Resetti
Don Resetti
Rover
Splatoon
Inklings
Capn Cuttlefish
Dj Octavio
Octarians
Callie and Marie
Sheldon
Marina
Pearl
Shiver
Frye
Big Man
Mr. Grizz
Salmonids
Commander Tartar
Crusty Sean
Annie and Moe
Spyke
Murch
Judd
Lil Judd
Aunt Flow and Craymond
Jelonzo
Jelfonzo
Bisk
Mr Coco
Harmony
Gnarly Eddie
Donkey Kong
Donkey Kong
Diddy Kong
Dixie Kong
Cranky Kong
Funky Kong
Candy Kong
Kiddie Kong
Swanky Kong
Rambi
Squawks
King K Rool
Kritters
Tikis
Tiki Tong
Snowmads
Lord Fredrick
Party Monkeys
Dread Kong
Ninja Kong
Karate Kong
Sumo Kong
Cactus King
Donkey Kong Jr
ARMS
Spring Man
Ribbon Girl
Ninjara
Min Min
Master Mummy
Mechanica
Twintelle
Helix
Kid Cobra
Byte & Barq
Max Brass
Lola Pop
Misango
Springtron
Dr Coyle
Biff
Yoshi Series
Yoshi
Poochy
Burt the Bashful
Roger the Potted Ghost
Naval Piranha
Hookbill the Koopa
Raphael the Raven
Baby Mario
Kirby Series
Kirby
King Dedede
Bandana Waddle Dee
Meta Knight
Whispy Woods
Kracko
Mr Shine and Mr Bright
Nightmare
Rick
Kine
Coo
Gooey
Nago
Pitch
ChuChu
Dark Matter
Adeline
Ribbon
Zero
Marx
Dark Mind
Drawcia
Magolor
Landia
Taranza
Queen Sectonia
Susie
President Haltmann
The Three Mage Sisters
Hyness
Elflin
Gorimondo
Clawroline
Sillydillo
Leongar
Punch Out!!
Little Mac
Doc Louis
Glass Joe
King Hippo
Von Kaiser
Soda Popinski
Bald Bull
Don Flamenco
Great Tiger
Piston Hondo
Bear Hugger
Mr. Sandman
Super Macho Man
Xenoblade Chronicles Series
Shulk
Reyn
Fiora
Sharla
Dunban
Riki
Metal Face
Rex
Pyra
Mythra
Morag
Tora
Poppy
Zeke
Malos
Jin
Lora
Amalthus
Noah
Mio
Eunie
Sena
Lanz
Taion
Riku and Manana
Star Fox
Fox
Falco
Peppy Hare
Slippy Toad
General Pepper
Wolf O Donnell
Andross
Leon
Panther
Krystal
Prince Tricky
General Scales
Early Nintendo/NES Era
Mr Game & Watch
Professor Hector
R.O.B
Smick
Dr Mario Viruses
Mach Rider
Ice Climbers
The Condor
The Polar Bear
Topi
Bubbles
ExciteBike Racers
Duck Hunt Dog and Ducks
Wild Gunman Outlaws
Sable Prince
Devil
Tamagon
Eggplant Man
Diskun
Takamaru
Balloon Fighter
Other
Wii Fit Trainers
Ring Fit Trainees
Dragaux
Miis
Dillion and Russ
Rusty Slugger
Ryota from Wave Race
Sebastian Tute from Wii Music
Chibi Robo
The Arcade Bunny from Nintendo Badge Arcade
Nikki from Swapnote
The Flipnote Studio Frog
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