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some cg redraws

originals under the read more!

from ep 3 (pachinko ver) and ep 1 (ps3 version) respectively

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I recently got an on-campus job. During the interview process, I requested that I not be scheduled on Friday nights or Saturdays as I am a Jewish student.

My boss immeadiately brightened and rushed to explain - "Of course ! Of course! We want to accomodate you! We have another worker who takes off for Ramadan. Do you need to take off for Ramadan?"

I shook my head, incredibly confused. "Uh. That's. Not my jurisdiction. I'm good." Boss nodded but was sure to add "Let me know if that ever changes. We can help you with Ramadan."

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sometimes i think about the history of coffee culture in islam and how it spread like it’s so funny

discovered by sufis who decided it was a miracle from Allah since it allowed them to stay up late into the night for night worship

miracle beans = UNLIMITED DHIKR

cue scholars debating for years about whether it’s haram or halal and if it should be classified as an ‘intoxicant’ or not

fast forward to 16th century ottoman empire, where a woman had the legal right to divorce her husband if he failed to provide her with enough coffee

europeans called it the “mohammaden gruel” or “devil’s drink” bc they believed it to be a “bitter invention of satan and his followers”

fast forward to pope clement viii finally giving in and tasting it to see what the hype is about and then stating: “This Satan’s drink is so delicious that it would be a pity to let the infidels have exclusive use of it.”

pope clement viii then proceeds to BAPTIZE THE COFFEE BEANS

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tbh the current default state of operating systems & internet browsers looks fucking indistinguishable from when i gave the family desktop one billion viruses downloading Free Neopoints Hack in 2005

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rewatching steven universe with my roommate who's never seen it before has been a bit of a trip because while they're trying to ask me who tf pink diamond is i'm just sitting and wondering how i never picked up on pearl's gradual butchification as the show goes on. girl put on a suit once and realized things about herself and you can literally see it happen in real time its actually awesome as hell

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nothing really matters

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when i was 11, i got kicked out from my local pool because i threw a plastic chair in the water. i was frustrated and considered a low-risk thing to throw in, basically, since i thought it was just plastic and wouldn't get damaged or leave residue in the water. mom read me the email she got from the center, where they worried that i was going to throw a baby in the pool, or a computer. id gone outside the acceptable window of behavior, and suddenly everything was equivalently threatening and condemnable. i was now a kid who'd proven myself capable of anything. this is a weird thing ive noticed, you just can't compare harms beyond a certain point, you're not allowed, it's all the same. maybe i shouldn't have thrown a chair in the pool, but it was very different from throwing in a baby.

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crazy how ppl will go 'hey i dont think the clanker memes and making skits about police brutality toward AI in 30 years or whatever is very funny' and then people will go NOOOOOO SHUT UP ITS NOT OFFENSIVE I WANNA ROLEPLAY BEING RACIST SOOOO BAD YOURE JUST SENSITIVE IT DOESNT AFFECT ANYONE SINCE AI ISNT SENTIENT SHUT UP I WANNA ROLEPLAY RACISM PLEASEEEE PLEAAAASE

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The military guys on Stargate SG1 need to learn this lesson

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Just a reminder that oppression is what happens under institutions of systemic power.

Transgender people of every gender do not have the systemic power to oppress each other along gendered lines because we are not accepted as our genders by the system of gender hierarchy. We are oppressed by the same systems in different ways, but they're still literally the exact same systems.

Lateral transphobia/transmisogyny/transandrophobia/exorsexism/etc. exists in the trans community and there are trans people out there who will go out of their way to police and throttle other trans people — but that is not oppression. It's called lateral bigotry for a reason.

I'm really sick of seeing predominantly white trans people who are absolutely obsessed with trying to find a hierarchy of gendered power and privilege within the trans community under the guise of intersectionality while also completely ignoring the fact that race statistically has a larger impact on a trans person's access to housing, access to economic stability, their ability to transition, their experiences with violence, etc. etc. than just their gender alone.

It's straight up just white feminism. It's part of the well documented history of racist/race blind white queers subconsciously thinking queer identity somehow exists void of race because they view themselves as void of race. It's the white logic of "race is something that happens to PoC, not white people" and it is the exact shit that was alienating queer, Black writers like James Baldwin and Audre Lorde 40-50 years ago. Nothing has changed. It's still the same shit that continues to alienate trans PoC now.

Do better.

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Soulslike boss fight with a really overwrought intro culminating with the health bar growing so rapidly that it shoots off the right edge of the screen, but then there's a loud clank from stage right, the bar jolts, shudders, and snaps in half, all the red dribbles out, and the boss just falls over.

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There used to be a lot of activities that took place around a populated area like a village or town, which you would encounter before you reached the town itself. Most of those crafts have either been eliminated in the developed world or now take place out of view on private land, and so modern authors don't think of them when creating fantasy worlds or writing historical fiction. I think that sprinkling those in could both enrich the worlds you're writing in and, potentially, add useful plot devices.

For example, your travelers might know that they're near civilization when they start finding trees in the woods that have been tapped, for pitch or for sap. They might find a forester's trap line and trace it back to his hut to get medical care. Maybe they retrace the passage of a peasant and his pig out hunting for truffles. If they're coming along a coast, maybe your travelers come across the pools where sea water is dried down to salt, or the furnaces where bog iron ore is smelted.

Maybe they see a column of smoke and follow it to the house-sized kilns of a potter's yard where men work making bricks or roof tiles. From miles away they could smell the unmistakeable odor of pine sap being rendered down into pitch, and follow that to a village. Or they hear the flute playing of a shepherd boy whiling away the hours in the high pasture.

They could find the clearing where the charcoal burners recently broke down an earth kiln, and follow the hoof prints and drag marks of their horse and sledge as they hauled the charcoal back to civilization. Or follow the sound of metal on stone to a quarry or gravel pit. Maybe they know they're nearly to town when they come across a clay bank with signs of recent clay gathering.

Of course around every town and city there will be farms, more densely packed the closer you are. But don't just think of fields of grains or vegetables. Think of managed woodlands, like maybe trees coppiced-- cut and then regrown--to customize the shape or size of the branches. Cows being grazed in a communal green. Waiting as a huge flock of ducks is driven across the road. Orchards in bloom.

If they're approaching by road, there will be things best done out of town. The threshing floor where grain is beaten with flails or run through crushing wheels to separate the grain from its casing, and then winnowed, using the wind to carry away the chaff. Laundresses working in the river, their linens bleaching on the grass at the drying yard. The stench of the tanners, barred from town for stinking so badly. The rushing wheel-race and great creaking wheel of the flour mill.

If it's a larger town, there might be a livestock market outside the gates, with goats milling in woven willow pens or chickens in wooden cages. Or a line of horses for the wealthier buyer or your desperate travelers. There might be a red light district, escaping the regulations of the city proper, or plain old slums. More industrial yards, like the yards where fabric is dyed (these might also smell quite bad, like rotting plant material, or urine).

There are so many things that preindustrial people did and would find familiar that we just don't know about now. So much of life was lived out in the open for anyone to see. Make your world busy and loud and colorful!

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