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Not gonna lie this sounded better in my head-
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everyday I pray Zillow makes a comment section
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do i ship these characters or do i want them to form a sketch comedy duo
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"I've made a new friend today, lamb."
Trudging along, bells toiling, the god of mercy visits the plains once more in search of lost souls in need of saving. A lush flower grove grows beneath their hooves, only to quickly rot and age underneath the crimson cloak. The scent of herb coated the ancient long gone architecture with new vigor.
Narinder still clings to their ancient master, loyal as always joining the solemn walk. He announces his blessed day, he made a friend, looking up to the towering beast for a sign that he has been heard. He almost wishes to choke a sob, for he sees there's none. A trudge, new life, for it to end, the echos of chimes, an omen of sleep. He remembers the days when he despised the infant god for being so childish, the cursed mocking laughter of a sickly sweet soul, to see the joy written on their face, to see how proud they were when the news was given. Delight that Narinder is no longer so lonesome with the new family. He'd give anything to break this damned curse, just to see that annoying, pitiful, awful, smile again.
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In my dream last night I shipwrecked on an island. It was a very pleasant place with friendly people, warm weather, food, but the one major downside was that no one had shoes. The whole ground surface of the island was pitted with barnacles and sharp rocks and they dug into your feet with every step. After a few days on the island my feet were all cut up.
I was talking to a native about it and how I’d slowly given up on the idea of leaving when I noticed something shining in one of the cuts on my feet. I leaned down and squeezed a huge black pearl out, leaving a round hole in my foot. Horrified I started squeezing every cut and even pulling open ones that had healed over and these pearls were in every one. The more of them came out the more I remembered how badly I wanted to leave and it was a terrifying realization that the island wanted people to stay so it was constantly pumping them full of these magic things that wouldn’t let them leave. The rest of the dream was spent in terror trying to fashion shoes and escape this wicked place.
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fuck disappearing under mysterious circumstances i want to start APPEARING under mysterious circumstances. walking through a deserted eerie forest? im there. exploring an abandoned 1930s mine that no human has set foot in for 55 years? there too. touching down on mars? guess whose annoying face you see poking out from behind a rover
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*places an orange just outside a fairy ring to see what comes out* science is more of an art than a science
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Y'all, the world is sleeping on what NASA just pulled off with Voyager 1
The probe has been sending gibberish science data back to Earth, and scientists feared it was just the probe finally dying. You know, after working for 50 GODDAMN YEARS and LEAVING THE GODDAMN SOLAR SYSTEM and STILL CHURNING OUT GODDAMN DATA.
So they analyzed the gibberish and realized that in it was a total readout of EVERYTHING ON THE PROBE. Data, the programming, hardware specs and status, everything. They realized that one of the chips was malfunctioning.
So what do you do when your probe is 22 Billion km away and needs a fix? Why, you just REPROGRAM THAT ENTIRE GODDAMN THING. Told it to avoid the bad chip, store the data elsewhere.
Sent the new code on April 18th. Got a response on April 20th - yeah, it's so far away that it took that long just to transmit.
And the probe is working again.
From a programmer's perspective, that may be the most fucking impressive thing I have ever heard.
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