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I made another twitter bot

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//I swear I’m not dead, just busy. Have a WIP while I figure out my next move.

//Figuring out my new drawing tablet and this is what I have to far. Look forward to future drawings ; -FS

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Frank and Coding

-First language he ever learned was C++ back in his Freshmen year of high school, but he's messed around with batch files way before then.

-His favourite language however would be Java (not Java Script). It can be so frustrating to Script Kiddies and he /loves/ messing around with Script Kiddies/wannabe hackers.

-After a series of teachers who appear not to know what they’re talking about he took the liberty of teaching himself how to use the magic of coding. Who's the true machine god, the machine or the coder?

-He's especially proud of writing his "one late night" AI, AKA Nucl3arsnake.exe. He works better than Alexa.

-His least favourite language is Python. Too simplistic for his tastes.

-He fired people on spot if they didn't comment their code. It causes backtracking and a lot of precious time wasted. 

-Frank gives the harshest interviews. The person is left shaking or nearly in tears. He only takes the best for his company. -TABS.

-He met ShadowChild on a Reddit page that was arguing over spaces or tabs.

-A few exchanged cryptic messages later they started talking in DMs and 

bonded over whatever they happened to talk about. How much they know about coding, preferences in coding, cute animal videos, how annoying ScriptKids and "Anonymous" people are, software design and bug bashing. Just hacker things.

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Frank’s ideal way to spend a weekend:

-He needs to learn something new every waking second to keep from being bored.

-He picked up origami again after many years of failing at it. First thing Frank made was a rotating Tetrahedron and he was so proud of himself when it was a success.

-He's already played all the FF games...time to start from the beginning again.

-Post-apocalypse workout routine to keep in shape. It's not healthy to sit all day. 20-25 minutes a day is all he needs, but he ends up regretting it sometimes. The next day he can barely pick things off the floor or walk up his stairs.

-He uses the rest of his time off taking a lava bath to get rid of muscle pains (back aches from sitting and anything else from working out)

-Checks mail and...takes care of bills. Fun adult stuff.

-Has to clean the coffee machine because it isn't working like it should. It will only fill the mug 1/3 of the way. "Oh that won't even get me through the first hour." 

-He ends up cleaning his entire house and does laundry. It says a lot about a person by how clean they keep their apartment when they’re not expecting guests.

-There's no room in his apartment for laundry machines so he has to use the apartment-accessible ones. He'll bring two baskets worth of clothes and bedding and will wait the two hours out sitting nearby with his laptop or the latest issue of comics. No one needs to be stealing his underwear or fleece blankets. 

-He never keeps his valuables on his laptop, but rather on his 'Key'chain. The chain in his pants links to a USB device that unlocks his laptop and the code contained on it which includes his antivirus-virus programme and the AI that thing turned into during one dull night. Now that "thing" has a name and a personality after him respectively. 

-He tweaks it on his laundry visits, taking notes on its' learning progress and adjusting it to new experiences it had. Maybe give it an extra quirk or two he wouldn't have.  

-He might invite Malik over for help on his motorcycle. "Damn thing just leaks everywhere!" and they'll talk over it with a mug of tea diagnosing what might be wrong with the poor bike.

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Frank at Christmas

-When he gets to work on Christmas Eve, it's straight to the Cafeteria for hot cocoa and fudge. Athene makes an wide assortment of homemade hard fudge. Peppermint, white chocolate, regular plain, dark chocolate, walnuts/almond fudge. You name it.

-He helps the workers prepare for the party by fixing the escalator so they don’t have to carry all the supplies from the various supply closets up and down the stairs.

-Once all the decorations are out he gets to help coordinate the events and set up the huge tree out in the lobby. It's a perfect view from the third floor inner offices.

-Later that evening he attended Sarif's big annual Christmas party and had some fun with his coworkers before leaving for his mini-vacation.

-Frank spends the rest of his Christmas Eve night NSN-timing his hacker friends and spending time with them. There's a contest between them on who can sing Christmas carols the worst.

-After such an eventful day, it's time for Frank to relax on the couch in his plaid PJs with a cup of joe, dark chocolate peppermint fudge (saved from earlier) and the classic, "A Christmas Story".

-Right before he heads to bed Frank will dig out the presents people gifted him and the ones he bought himself and set them under his simple golden tree.

-Never changes out of his pajamas during the mini vacation. The only person that should be knocking on his door are the delivery men. Pizza delivery, take-out delivery, package delivery

-His apartment is moderately decorated. Christmas lights on the outside railing, 7ft tree-lights already attached-some bulbs, snowman wreath on door, a stocking hung by the chimney with care, and some pine candles.

-On Christmas day he starts off with a cup of heated eggnog and sings, "Grandma got ran over by a reindeer," afterwards he opens his wonderful presents. 

-Chinese takeout for dinner because they're the only ones open on Christmas day.

-After the excitement of tearing paper and cutting ribbons Frank moves all of his bedding to the living room and stays there for the day by the fireplace streaming funny animal videos.

-He isn't taking calls unless it's from Malik. Not even from Jensen.

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Round 1

@venomrevenant ,

I want to write your name on a sticky note and put you on my yogurt at work then forget about you.

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Bring it, @venomrevenant. /No one/ can hack my systems.

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@venomrevenant

You made it just for me? How sweet. No really, I'm quite honoured. I can see where you /really/ show through.

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Feel free to interact with him too. Dm, comment, reqoute, etc.

@askfrankpritchard and I made a Twitter bot!

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Curiosity Check

Just how many of you would want to see a Nucl3arSnake comic series? That one very old page got notes again.

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Nope, just been expecting it. It was inevitable.

Ive been waiting @sacredmoonrising

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Happy birthday to my handsome hacker self. In the year 2017 I would be 26 today. Unfortunately for me the year is 2027, which means I'm a decade older. I recieved FFXV today and Sarif asked me to be prepared for a special surprise tomorrow. Not much of a surprise honestly, /I wonder what it could be./ //Happy Birthday my old friend. He needed a birthday so I gave him mine. He needs a special day for all the things he's been through.

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My script is NOTHING like that Mr.Robot series. /It's completely original too, might I add./ I'm highly insulted that you even dared to conpare the two! /My god, I swear someone from Picus wrote this question./ The nerve of this anon.

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I used to be the icon of the office. I was the one always talked about and how my style was so unique and how my skill was unmatchable. I USED TO BE THE TALL DARK AND HANDSOME ONE.

1. Those glasses he wears indoors all the time 2. He wears a trench coat in /summer/ 3. Im not the popular one anymore 4. Im not the security manager anymore. It’s just cybersecurity now. 5. His ideas of security are trash 6. He is trash 7. He sounds like he’s been gargling glass. Wait…he did somewhat. 8. All the girls go for him and now I’m dealing with pimples and greasy hair again. I used to care about my appearance before he was hired. 9. He’s one inch taller than me, but he’s two years younger. Need I go on? I can if you want me to.

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Francis Pritchard x Reader: That New Guy Is Trouble

He could feel your eyes piercing into his back, even if he was distracted by a motorcycle e-book. He was pretending to read when in reality he was nervous, reading the page over and over again. Unsure if he should pass it slowly…or fast…he sighed and instantly dropped the book to his lap, closing his eyes. He looked irritated towards you.

“What? Is there something on my face [Y/N]?”

You try to keep an emotionless face, your eyes just barely wavering. He was expecting you to say something, but instead you just closed your eyes and shook your head. He took the gesture as one that you were just staring off into space without noticing that you were looking at him. Just as he was about to open the book again, he felt your stare on him again. Seriously, what’s wrong with [Y/N]?

“Listen. If I have something on my face, then just tell me. You’re raising my blood pressure…” he exasperated then tore his cold stare away from your gaze. It felt like you could see right into his soul. He was about to say something else, until you interrupted him.

“Sorry Frank…You just sorta look like some video game character, but I can’t put my finger on it. Everytime we hang I can’t help but get a sixth-sense like you should be in Final Fantasy…”

He would´ve felt flattered, but your constant sight-intrusion made it nearly impossible.

“Uh huh…” This is awkward.

He clears his throat with all the calmness of the world and then just turns away, looking back to his e-book manual.

“You know…I feel jealous about the new Security Manager too…”

His breath hitched. Did [Y/N] just…

“Excuse me?” He was feeling uncomfortable and awkward again. How did you know? Was it that obvious? You tense, afraid of having stepped over a line.

“You’ve just seem so stressed these past few days with the new guy and all…” Your voice became lower so as not to raise attention of others. No one was around at the time, probably on lunch break.

“I mean…You used to always have lunch with us, discuss goals and off topic nerdy things…but since Adam started joining us too you just seem to be avoiding the scene.”

“I’m not avoiding anyone.”

You look over your shoulder, checking to see if anyone was in the room before continuing the conversation.

“Then how about joining me for lunch today? To at least get it off your mind for a bit? Just us two playing some Triple Triad?”

“I don’t need anyone’s help, [Y/N]. You have been too busy lately to notice that Adam has been trying to get close to you,” he said, focusing all his attention to you now, “Why is he even sitting at the tech table to begin with–!“  

"Are you…jealous?”

“That´s not the point–” his voice was fluctuating volumes. He was trying to change the topic and his eyes are flicking around frantically, looking everywhere, but at you.

"Just…stop talking about it. About him…”

“Sorry, I probably crossed your line…” You knew it was going to be thin ice to bring the topic up.

“No, I’m fine. I just…,” his next words were barely voiced, “I’m afraid of losing you, [Y/N].”

“Frank…You’re almost the only person I completely get along with. (The exception is Malik) and if it really bothers you that much then why not talk to him? Maybe you’ll get a different impression of him.”

He was silent. This conversation was getting morbid fast. Maybe you should cheer him up.

Maybe he should just go and stand up to leave, but…

but he might need some space… but you weren’t wrong…

“Maybe it is what you said…” he slowly turned around, again looking at you. You slowly opened your arms wide in hopes he would be fine with a hug. Frank looked aside a blush was just barely crawling to his pale cheeks.

“Does cranky Franky want a hug?”

“[Y/N], it’s not necessary–“

"I see you smiling over there,” He can’t he resist such a cute person.

He sighed, feeling his heart getting faster as you crawled closer towards him. You were sitting a few centimeters away before he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you closer.

Your face was instantly against his neck and the scent of woman’s shampoo and motor oil immediately filled your lungs. It was sweet, gentle, and still masculine all together.

“I knew it. You do use woman hair products.” You whispered into hair. His only response was one of those half-laughs where you blew more air out of the nostrils than normal. You were expecting Frank to detach from the hug after fifteen seconds or so. However, it looked like he had other plans.

"Aren’t you uncomfortable in that position?” He asked, surely noticing that your arms weren’t in natural hugging positions, instead against his hips and ground to avoid yourself from falling on top of him. “You can put your entire weight on me if you want, I’m not going anywhere.”

"N-No…! It’s not–!”

He had already pulled you closer to him, making you unbalanced and fall ontop of him. Now you were sitting on his belly, nearly straddling him. For a second, you swore you saw him smile, but it went as fast as it came into your view; that could´ve been an hallucination.

“We can stay here for a bit…“ Frank turned his head to his office blinds to make sure they’re still closed. “And I would love to have lunch with you.” He closed his eyes and rested his head on a pile of papers that were left on the floor.

"I hope you have better cards this time. It’s not really fun beating you all the time.”

“Thanks, [Y/N]. How does Thai sound?”

“Fantastic. Oh! I figured out who you look like.”

“Who.”

“If you parted your hair, you would be Laguna from Final Fantasy 8”

“I knew I loved you.”

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“I’m a ghost in this city. I’m a ghost in the city of night” -MiracleOfSound

A coloured version of one of @praxispoint’s doodles. ;)

-Pritchard out

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Dank noda

Look what I got! Arnt you guys jelly? Now I won’t be going crazy anymore ;) Muchas gracias a @askfrankpritchard