#‘programming basics’

[chloesimaginationthings]

The tragedy of David Murray and the Mimic in SOTM..

[technically-human]

EEEEE!! I love your stobotnik art sm! If ur open to it id love to see some more art of the pair interacting with themselves/each other in the future? 👉👈

Anyways, (eats ur art)

Stone has some regrets and Robotnik is learning some stuff

ko-fi

[juicedaloe]

me and my gf :3 (she is made of water)

[amelia-yap]

vomits another AU

[cryingoverdeadgaywizzards]

I think my favorite part of Latino James (specifically Mexican) is that he died on Halloween, which is a DAY BEFORE DÍA DE LOS MUERTOS

Aka

THE DAY OF THE DEAD.

HE DIED A DAY - O N E DAY

BEFORE THE DAY OF THE DEAD

WICH ALSO MEANS HE DIDNT GET TO SPEND THAT HOLIDAY HONORING HIS RECENTLY LOST LOVED ONES LIKE HIS PARENTS, DORCAS, MARLENE, AND REGULUS, BECAUSE HE DIED A DAY BEFORE. A SINGLE FUCKING DAY.

HE LOST THE OPPORTUNITY TO CELEBRATE THEM BY

ONE

DAY

[paradimeart]

i thawt itd be fun if the grid could create an avatar of sorts...basically i just wanted to do a "human" design lol.

it has no body underneath and can show up at the size of a skyscraper or a regular program. or even smaller

she used to wander around at ground level in disguise as a siren

[paracosmicka]

Does anyone wanna look at pictures of calculators with me

[sacredfixation]

Loki and the Deeply Valid Fear of Being a Government-Issued Android Without Knowing It

Imagine living for over a thousand years, committing intergalactic crimes, then one random underpaid TVA clerk with a monotone voice suddenly introduces the possibility that, oh, by the way, what if you were secretly a robot this whole time? And Loki, who has always carried himself with the absolute certainty of a god, pauses. Like. “Wait. What if I am?”

He hears that question and immediately does a full mental diagnostic. Have I ever glitched? Ever felt oddly mechanical? Experienced an unusual fondness for oil? Maybe he’s too good at lying. Too good at surviving. What if that’s just the programming?

The TVA worker just moves on. He doesn’t elaborate. no reassurances. theres no safety net. Just the terrifying possibility that he might get instantly vaporized for something completely outside his control.

Id like to note, his hesitation isn’t even just some random existential crisis, it’s trauma-informed. This man already lived through the experience of waking up one day and realizing he wasn’t who he thought he was.

He grew up thinking he was a prince, a god, Odin’s rightful son, only to find out he was actually a stolen relic of war. A Jotun. A creature he’d been taught to hate.

He thought he knew himself before, and he was wrong. What if he’s wrong again? What if theres something else about himself thats been hidden? If he didn’t realize he was a Frost Giant, whats stopping him from not realizing he’s actually some highly advanced synthetic being?

It’s not just a funny existential gag, it’s a callback to one of the most devastating truths of Loki’s existence:

He has never really known who he is.

It’s the muscle memory of having his entire identity ripped out from under him. It’s the learned fear of asking, What am I, actually?

Because the last time he asked that question, the answer ruined him.

[oldguydoesstuff]

RIP Dr. Thomas Kurtz - inventor of the BASIC programming language that became widely used in the 1970s and 80s for programming minicomputer and home computer systems.

BASIC made computer programming accessible to a wide audience that included students, scientists and businesses due to its easy to understand syntax, immediately runnable code, and widespread availability. My earliest explorations of the software world involved writing BASIC programs, and I'm very grateful for Dr. Kurtz's contributions to the world of computing.

[deckofmanymore]

"In truth, you were a cannibal long before the Helcaraxë."

My attempt at drawing a Fingolfin inspired by @antlered-vixen 's amazing fic Light Splintered and Sewn - quote is from chapter 29, in which shit really hits the fan my fucking god

[pendulouspuppyudders]

of all the arguments around ai that i agree with none of them have actually made me artistically interested in it that much, i think i value seeing inspirations and allusions and cohesiveness in art quite a lot and while people making art with ai can do those things the addition of ai adding a layer of inscrutable cultural abstraction kinda makes it not ever hit for me even for the pieces that i see might be genuinely interesting. its the same reason i don't really use it myself i find greater control over my artistic messaging to be important to me as an artist and ai takes that control away from me. the commentary on art it can be used to create is certainly evocative tho

[unlocklist]

my tragical magical girls, ✨ Riley & Anastasia 🦋

[daeyumi]

i tried out procreate dreams

[watkinsglen]

As some of you may or may not know, I recently left my job as a reporter at a major newspaper to sell out (go corporate lol). In honor of my time in news (7 years) and with all my newfound creative energy now that I’m not writing 24/7 for work, here’s a teaser of a galex newsroom au

After midnight, the lights in the newsroom turn off if they don’t sense movement.

So when Alex is plunged into darkness -- the only light coming from the sickly gleam of Adobe Premiere on his desktop and the Times Square billboards through the office windows -- he just sighs.

Alex sticks his arms over his head, waving like a car dealership blow-up man. That always does the trick.

As the lights click back on, Carlos, a video strategist, peeks his head out from the miniscule glass-walled pod he was occupying a few rows down, balancing his tiny Macbook in one hand. It was hard not to be jealous as Alex’s behemoth of a video-editing desktop whirs. Covered in dust, one desk over, a particularly cheerful trout grins from the fish-of-the-day calendar Logan left behind.

Carlos scrubs his hand across his face, flexing his jaw. “Ay, how’s the edit coming? How did it get so late?”

Alex huffs. The strategy guys have no respect for the process. All they care about is how big they can make arrows on thumbnails, and then telling the bureau chiefs that that’s what made Alex’s mini-doc get 2 million views on YouTube.

The edit was, actually, coming. Kinda.

It hadn’t started until 4:00pm -- even though Alex had gotten to the office at 9:58am, sliding straight into the clump of reporters in the back of the 10:00am daily news briefing unnoticed.

His executive producer James had surreptitiously waved his phone from his seat up front next to the other chiefs, and Alex dutifully pulled up Slack on his phone.

10:02am:

James Vowles (EP): Looking like they want a video on the new tariff ruling to run tomorrow morning.

Alex Albon: lol

Alex Albon: but like what about the ruling

Alex Albon: like a legal explainer or a political rundown or what

James Vowles (EP): Christian’s pushing for a markets explainer on the international trade implications.

Alex holds back a groan. Susie, the London Bureau Chief, is in the middle of talking up her reporter Dorianne’s article on the food supply in Gaza, clearly trying to get the headline bumped higher on the paper’s home page. Unfortunately, the room in New York was entirely focused on a less-worthy but more clickable story: this morning, a national trade court had invalidated a bunch of tariffs. Because they just couldn’t do it after Alex had his morning coffee.

Alex Albon: crying-sunglasses-cowboy

Alex Albon: but horner hates working with us

Alex Albon: dont tell me they want max to be the interview

James Vowles (EP): Yup. More visibility for their big story on it tomorrow, I guess.

Alex Albon: kk well i cant start drafting the video script until max has his article drafted

Alex Albon: i guess ill ping him about it

James thumbs-upped his message, leaving Alex to deal with the Econ desk alone.

When Alex had g-chatted Max about it -- some particularly uppity reporters insisted on it for the 24-hour-message deletion, worrying they’d be held to whatever verbiage they used yesterday -- Max had brushed him off.

10:12am

alexander.albon@thetimes.com: hey max! Just wondering when you can share the draft of your story for tomorrow. I’m producing a video on it that we’re trying to get published tonight

maximilian.verstappen@thetimes.com: i’ll send when it’s finished

alexander.albon@thetimes.com: any idea when that’ll be? We’d like to get you on camera to be interviewed for it after

10:20am:

alexander.albon@thetimes.com: hey! Bumping this

maximilian.verstappen@thetimes.com: 2p maybe

alexander.albon@thetimes.com: okay just a reminder that we don’t need the article to be complete to start drafting the script! Could we get a copy by 12?

10:45am:

alexander.albon@thetimes.com: hey, just checking in on this!

11:23am:

alexander.albon@thetimes.com: hey max, any chance we could get that draft?

Anyway, Alex didn’t get his cameras rolling until 2:30pm, didn’t get the transcript of Max’s interview until 3:00pm, and didn’t have the script locked until 4:00pm.

But the real work didn’t start until after the rest of the team had gone home -- the cameraman Patrick slapping Alex on the back in solidarity as he left to catch the train -- because, of course, Max and Christian and the econ guys had forgotten their desk wasn’t the center of the universe, and still had to run their article by Standards.

Every newspaper worth reading had a Standards desk, of course, but their overwhelming reach and power at The Times still blew Alex away, even though he’d been at the paper for three years. Their job was to read the most important stories, the stories that could move markets -- and make sure every word was so phenomenally buttoned-up that the paper could never, ever, be accused of falsehood.

So while James reviewed Alex’s latest cut of the video, AA_2025_tariffs_boogaloo.mp4, he decided to take a jaunt across the newsroom to the Standards desk and see George.

[plutonious]

experimentation is forever and ever and emmet is guinea pig