#Audio Engineering Programs

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[anheliotrope]

At my job, I've been working my ass off to figure out some rather arcane issues with our WebGL application going OOM on iOS devices specifically.

I wrote some extensive documentation for my findings and a developer who doesn't have a single iota to do with my task read all of them and told me in the daily that the documentation I wrote was very interesting and enjoyable to read. I rarely interact with this developer, we're in separate teams!

And I was confused, like someone had just smacked me awake from my slumber. "What documents?" When he told me about it was about the iOS stuff I couldn't believe it. It was really flattering.

Sometimes it's difficult to get actual stakeholders to read your documentation, let alone unrelated developers!

[adafruit]

Desk of Ladyada - 🍐🍒🫐🍊 Fruit Jam jam party https://youtu.be/MNbGPl67N0Y

Fruit Jam! Our new credit card-sized computer inspired by IchigoJam! Built on the Metro RP2350 with DVI & USB host, it's a retro-inspired mini PC with modern features. Plus, we're hunting for the perfect I2S DAC for high-quality audio output!

[bmpmp3]

EXTREMELY low effort plug n play cover with very default settings mixing i did in like 20 min but im trying out voisona and holy shit tsudumi's 2.0 sounds SO so good

honeymoon un deux trois by dateken (original vocal rin), UST by purblexber

[jcmarchi]

MIT launches new Music Technology and Computation Graduate Program

New Post has been published on https://thedigitalinsider.com/mit-launches-new-music-technology-and-computation-graduate-program/

MIT launches new Music Technology and Computation Graduate Program

A new, multidisciplinary MIT graduate program in music technology and computation will feature faculty, labs, and curricula from across the Institute.

The program is a collaboration between the Music and Theater Arts Section in the School of Humanities, Arts, and Social Sciences (SHASS); Department of Electrical Engineering and Computer Science (EECS) in the School of Engineering; and the MIT Schwarzman College of Computing.

“The launch of a new graduate program in music technology strikes me as both a necessary and a provocative gesture — an important leap in an era being rapidly redefined by exponential growth in computation, artificial intelligence, and human-computer interactions of every conceivable kind,” says Jay Scheib,​​ head of the MIT Music and Theater Arts Section and the Class of 1949 Professor.

“Music plays an elegant role at the fore of a remarkable convergence of art and technology,” adds Scheib. “It’s the right time to launch this program and if not at MIT, then where?”

MIT’s practitioners define music technology as the field of scientific inquiry where they study, discover, and develop new computational approaches to music that include music information retrieval; artificial intelligence; machine learning; generative algorithms; interaction and performance systems; digital instrument design; conceptual and perceptual modeling of music; acoustics; audio signal processing; and software development for creative expression and music applications.

Eran Egozy, professor of the practice in music technology and one of the program leads, says MIT’s focus is technical research in music technology that always centers the humanistic and artistic aspects of making music.

“There are so many MIT students who are fabulous musicians,” says Egozy. “We’ll approach music technology as computer scientists, mathematicians, and musicians.”

With the launch of this new program — an offering alongside those available in MIT’s Media Lab and elsewhere — Egozy sees MIT becoming the obvious destination for students interested in music and computation study, preparing high-impact graduates for roles in academia and industry, while also helping mold creative, big-picture thinkers who can tackle large challenges.

Investigating big ideas

The program will encompass two master’s degrees and a PhD:

The Master of Science (MS) is a two-semester, thesis-based program available only to MIT undergraduates. One semester of fellowship is automatically awarded to all admitted students. The first class will enroll in fall 2025.

The Master of Applied Science (MAS) is a two-semester, coursework-based program available to all students. One semester of fellowship funding is automatically awarded to all admitted students. Applications for this program will open in fall 2025.

The PhD program is available to all students, who would apply to MIT’s School of Engineering.

Anna Huang, a new MIT assistant professor who holds a shared faculty position between the MIT Music and Theater Arts Section and the MIT Schwarzman College of Computing, is collaborating with Egozy to develop and launch the program. Huang arrived at MIT this fall after spending eight years with Magenta at Google Brain and DeepMind, spearheading efforts in generative modeling, reinforcement learning, and human-computer interaction to support human-AI partnerships in music-making.

“As a composer turned AI researcher who specializes in generative music technology, my long-term goal is to develop AI systems that can shed new light on how we understand, learn, and create music, and to learn from interactions between musicians in order to transform how we approach human-AI collaboration,” says Huang. “This new program will let us further investigate how musical applications can illuminate problems in understanding neural networks, for example.”

MIT’s new Edward and Joyce Linde Music Building, featuring enhanced music technology spaces, will also help transform music education with versatile performance venues and optimized rehearsal facilities.

A natural home for music technology

MIT’s world-class, top-ranked engineering program, combined with its focus on computation and its conservatory-level music education offerings, makes the Institute a natural home for the continued expansion of music technology education.

The collaborative nature of the new program is the latest example of interdisciplinary work happening across the Institute.

“I am thrilled that the School of Engineering is partnering with the MIT Music and Theater Arts Section on this important initiative, which represents the convergence of various engineering areas — such as AI and design — with music,” says Anantha Chandrakasan, dean of the School of Engineering, chief innovation and strategy officer, and the Vannevar Bush Professor of EECS. “I can’t wait to see the innovative projects the students will create and how they will drive this new field forward.”

“Everyone on campus knows that MIT is a great place to do music. But I want people to come to MIT because of what we do in music,” says Agustin Rayo, the Kenan Sahin Dean of SHASS. “This outstanding collaboration with the Schwarzman College of Computing and the School of Engineering will make that dream a reality, by bringing together the world’s best engineers with our extraordinary musicians to create the next generation of music technologies.”

“The new master’s program offers students an unparalleled opportunity to explore the intersection of music and technology,” says Daniel Huttenlocher, dean of the MIT Schwarzman College of Computing and the Henry Ellis Warren Professor of EECS. “It equips them with a deep understanding of this confluence, preparing them to advance new approaches to computational models of music and be at the forefront of an evolving area.” 

[shawnthebro]

Every attack can be improved with sound effects!

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[dumpster-fire-on-wheels-w-possum]

Gene Editing Shenanigans

So I completely missed the deadline for Adventure Jam 2023 but here is the premise of a narrative cyber-noir point-and-click adventure game (lemme put all of that into tags lol).

A classic story of an affair - an unhappy wife cheats on her busy husband with an affair partner who gets her pregnant sometime in the 2050s.

The victim cuts off the affair partner (our criminal) and successfully plays off the child as the offspring of her husband. Given the husband's work, the child becomes one of the first kids to be commercially genetically engineered to be one of the picture-perfect advertisements for the newest launch at Gen.

The affair partner learns this years later and is horrified that his offspring is the very thing he stands against. After unsuccessful attempts at "getting his justice," he poisons the mother of his child in hopes of getting custody, and you, the detective just arrive at the scene...

[nostalgebraist]

Anthropic's stated "AI timelines" seem wildly aggressive to me.

As far as I can tell, they are now saying that by 2028 – and possibly even by 2027, or late 2026 – something they call "powerful AI" will exist.

And by "powerful AI," they mean... this (source, emphasis mine):

In terms of pure intelligence, it is smarter than a Nobel Prize winner across most relevant fields – biology, programming, math, engineering, writing, etc. This means it can prove unsolved mathematical theorems, write extremely good novels, write difficult codebases from scratch, etc. In addition to just being a “smart thing you talk to”, it has all the “interfaces” available to a human working virtually, including text, audio, video, mouse and keyboard control, and internet access. It can engage in any actions, communications, or remote operations enabled by this interface, including taking actions on the internet, taking or giving directions to humans, ordering materials, directing experiments, watching videos, making videos, and so on. It does all of these tasks with, again, a skill exceeding that of the most capable humans in the world. It does not just passively answer questions; instead, it can be given tasks that take hours, days, or weeks to complete, and then goes off and does those tasks autonomously, in the way a smart employee would, asking for clarification as necessary. It does not have a physical embodiment (other than living on a computer screen), but it can control existing physical tools, robots, or laboratory equipment through a computer; in theory it could even design robots or equipment for itself to use. The resources used to train the model can be repurposed to run millions of instances of it (this matches projected cluster sizes by ~2027), and the model can absorb information and generate actions at roughly 10x-100x human speed. It may however be limited by the response time of the physical world or of software it interacts with. Each of these million copies can act independently on unrelated tasks, or if needed can all work together in the same way humans would collaborate, perhaps with different subpopulations fine-tuned to be especially good at particular tasks.

In the post I'm quoting, Amodei is coy about the timeline for this stuff, saying only that

I think it could come as early as 2026, though there are also ways it could take much longer. But for the purposes of this essay, I’d like to put these issues aside [...]

However, other official communications from Anthropic have been more specific. Most notable is their recent OSTP submission, which states (emphasis in original):

Based on current research trajectories, we anticipate that powerful AI systems could emerge as soon as late 2026 or 2027 [...] Powerful AI technology will be built during this Administration. [i.e. the current Trump administration -nost]

See also here, where Jack Clark says (my emphasis):

People underrate how significant and fast-moving AI progress is. We have this notion that in late 2026, or early 2027, powerful AI systems will be built that will have intellectual capabilities that match or exceed Nobel Prize winners. They’ll have the ability to navigate all of the interfaces… [Clark goes on, mentioning some of the other tenets of "powerful AI" as in other Anthropic communications -nost]

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To be clear, extremely short timelines like these are not unique to Anthropic.

Miles Brundage (ex-OpenAI) says something similar, albeit less specific, in this post. And Daniel Kokotajlo (also ex-OpenAI) has held views like this for a long time now.

Even Sam Altman himself has said similar things (though in much, much vaguer terms, both on the content of the deliverable and the timeline).

Still, Anthropic's statements are unique in being

official positions of the company

extremely specific and ambitious about the details

extremely aggressive about the timing, even by the standards of "short timelines" AI prognosticators in the same social cluster

Re: ambition, note that the definition of "powerful AI" seems almost the opposite of what you'd come up with if you were trying to make a confident forecast of something.

Often people will talk about "AI capable of transforming the world economy" or something more like that, leaving room for the AI in question to do that in one of several ways, or to do so while still failing at some important things.

But instead, Anthropic's definition is a big conjunctive list of "it'll be able to do this and that and this other thing and...", and each individual capability is defined in the most aggressive possible way, too! Not just "good enough at science to be extremely useful for scientists," but "smarter than a Nobel Prize winner," across "most relevant fields" (whatever that means). And not just good at science but also able to "write extremely good novels" (note that we have a long way to go on that front, and I get the feeling that people at AI labs don't appreciate the extent of the gap [cf]). Not only can it use a computer interface, it can use every computer interface; not only can it use them competently, but it can do so better than the best humans in the world. And all of that is in the first two paragraphs – there's four more paragraphs I haven't even touched in this little summary!

Re: timing, they have even shorter timelines than Kokotajlo these days, which is remarkable since he's historically been considered "the guy with the really short timelines." (See here where Kokotajlo states a median prediction of 2028 for "AGI," by which he means something less impressive than "powerful AI"; he expects something close to the "powerful AI" vision ["ASI"] ~1 year or so after "AGI" arrives.)

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I, uh, really do not think this is going to happen in "late 2026 or 2027."

Or even by the end of this presidential administration, for that matter.

I can imagine it happening within my lifetime – which is wild and scary and marvelous. But in 1.5 years?!

The confusing thing is, I am very familiar with the kinds of arguments that "short timelines" people make, and I still find the Anthropic's timelines hard to fathom.

Above, I mentioned that Anthropic has shorter timelines than Daniel Kokotajlo, who "merely" expects the same sort of thing in 2029 or so. This probably seems like hairsplitting – from the perspective of your average person not in these circles, both of these predictions look basically identical, "absurdly good godlike sci-fi AI coming absurdly soon." What difference does an extra year or two make, right?

But it's salient to me, because I've been reading Kokotajlo for years now, and I feel like I basically get understand his case. And people, including me, tend to push back on him in the "no, that's too soon" direction. I've read many many blog posts and discussions over the years about this sort of thing, I feel like I should have a handle on what the short-timelines case is.

But even if you accept all the arguments evinced over the years by Daniel "Short Timelines" Kokotajlo, even if you grant all the premises he assumes and some people don't – that still doesn't get you all the way to the Anthropic timeline!

To give a very brief, very inadequate summary, the standard "short timelines argument" right now is like:

Over the next few years we will see a "growth spurt" in the amount of computing power ("compute") used for the largest LLM training runs. This factor of production has been largely stagnant since GPT-4 in 2023, for various reasons, but new clusters are getting built and the metaphorical car will get moving again soon. (See here)

By convention, each "GPT number" uses ~100x as much training compute as the last one. GPT-3 used ~100x as much as GPT-2, and GPT-4 used ~100x as much as GPT-3 (i.e. ~10,000x as much as GPT-2).

We are just now starting to see "~10x GPT-4 compute" models (like Grok 3 and GPT-4.5). In the next few years we will get to "~100x GPT-4 compute" models, and by 2030 will will reach ~10,000x GPT-4 compute.

If you think intuitively about "how much GPT-4 improved upon GPT-3 (100x less) or GPT-2 (10,000x less)," you can maybe convince yourself that these near-future models will be super-smart in ways that are difficult to precisely state/imagine from our vantage point. (GPT-4 was way smarter than GPT-2; it's hard to know what "projecting that forward" would mean, concretely, but it sure does sound like something pretty special)

Meanwhile, all kinds of (arguably) complementary research is going on, like allowing models to "think" for longer amounts of time, giving them GUI interfaces, etc.

All that being said, there's still a big intuitive gap between "ChatGPT, but it's much smarter under the hood" and anything like "powerful AI." But...

...the LLMs are getting good enough that they can write pretty good code, and they're getting better over time. And depending on how you interpret the evidence, you may be able to convince yourself that they're also swiftly getting better at other tasks involved in AI development, like "research engineering." So maybe you don't need to get all the way yourself, you just need to build an AI that's a good enough AI developer that it improves your AIs faster than you can, and then those AIs are even better developers, etc. etc. (People in this social cluster are really keen on the importance of exponential growth, which is generally a good trait to have but IMO it shades into "we need to kick off exponential growth and it'll somehow do the rest because it's all-powerful" in this case.)

And like, I have various disagreements with this picture.

For one thing, the "10x" models we're getting now don't seem especially impressive – there has been a lot of debate over this of course, but reportedly these models were disappointing to their own developers, who expected scaling to work wonders (using the kind of intuitive reasoning mentioned above) and got less than they hoped for.

And (in light of that) I think it's double-counting to talk about the wonders of scaling and then talk about reasoning, computer GUI use, etc. as complementary accelerating factors – those things are just table stakes at this point, the models are already maxing out the tasks you had defined previously, you've gotta give them something new to do or else they'll just sit there wasting GPUs when a smaller model would have sufficed.

And I think we're already at a point where nuances of UX and "character writing" and so forth are more of a limiting factor than intelligence. It's not a lack of "intelligence" that gives us superficially dazzling but vapid "eyeball kick" prose, or voice assistants that are deeply uncomfortable to actually talk to, or (I claim) "AI agents" that get stuck in loops and confuse themselves, or any of that.

We are still stuck in the "Helpful, Harmless, Honest Assistant" chatbot paradigm – no one has seriously broke with it since that Anthropic introduced it in a paper in 2021 – and now that paradigm is showing its limits. ("Reasoning" was strapped onto this paradigm in a simple and fairly awkward way, the new "reasoning" models are still chatbots like this, no one is actually doing anything else.) And instead of "okay, let's invent something better," the plan seems to be "let's just scale up these assistant chatbots and try to get them to self-improve, and they'll figure it out." I won't try to explain why in this post (IYI I kind of tried to here) but I really doubt these helpful/harmless guys can bootstrap their way into winning all the Nobel Prizes.

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All that stuff I just said – that's where I differ from the usual "short timelines" people, from Kokotajlo and co.

But OK, let's say that for the sake of argument, I'm wrong and they're right. It still seems like a pretty tough squeeze to get to "powerful AI" on time, doesn't it?

In the OSTP submission, Anthropic presents their latest release as evidence of their authority to speak on the topic:

In February 2025, we released Claude 3.7 Sonnet, which is by many performance benchmarks the most powerful and capable commercially-available AI system in the world.

I've used Claude 3.7 Sonnet quite a bit. It is indeed really good, by the standards of these sorts of things!

But it is, of course, very very far from "powerful AI." So like, what is the fine-grained timeline even supposed to look like? When do the many, many milestones get crossed? If they're going to have "powerful AI" in early 2027, where exactly are they in mid-2026? At end-of-year 2025?

If I assume that absolutely everything goes splendidly well with no unexpected obstacles – and remember, we are talking about automating all human intellectual labor and all tasks done by humans on computers, but sure, whatever – then maybe we get the really impressive next-gen models later this year or early next year... and maybe they're suddenly good at all the stuff that has been tough for LLMs thus far (the "10x" models already released show little sign of this but sure, whatever)... and then we finally get into the self-improvement loop in earnest, and then... what?

They figure out to squeeze even more performance out of the GPUs? They think of really smart experiments to run on the cluster? Where are they going to get all the missing information about how to do every single job on earth, the tacit knowledge, the stuff that's not in any web scrape anywhere but locked up in human minds and inaccessible private data stores? Is an experiment designed by a helpful-chatbot AI going to finally crack the problem of giving chatbots the taste to "write extremely good novels," when that taste is precisely what "helpful-chatbot AIs" lack?

I guess the boring answer is that this is all just hype – tech CEO acts like tech CEO, news at 11. (But I don't feel like that can be the full story here, somehow.)

And the scary answer is that there's some secret Anthropic private info that makes this all more plausible. (But I doubt that too – cf. Brundage's claim that there are no more secrets like that now, the short-timelines cards are all on the table.)

It just does not make sense to me. And (as you can probably tell) I find it very frustrating that these guys are out there talking about how human thought will basically be obsolete in a few years, and pontificating about how to find new sources of meaning in life and stuff, without actually laying out an argument that their vision – which would be the common concern of all of us, if it were indeed on the horizon – is actually likely to occur on the timescale they propose.

It would be less frustrating if I were being asked to simply take it on faith, or explicitly on the basis of corporate secret knowledge. But no, the claim is not that, it's something more like "now, now, I know this must sound far-fetched to the layman, but if you really understand 'scaling laws' and 'exponential growth,' and you appreciate the way that pretraining will be scaled up soon, then it's simply obvious that –"

No! Fuck that! I've read the papers you're talking about, I know all the arguments you're handwaving-in-the-direction-of! It still doesn't add up!

[musitechnicformation]

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[mostlysignssomeportents]

Three AI insights for hard-charging, future-oriented smartypantses

MERE HOURS REMAIN for the Kickstarter for the audiobook for The Bezzle, the sequel to Red Team Blues, narrated by @wilwheaton! You can pre-order the audiobook and ebook, DRM free, as well as the hardcover, signed or unsigned. There’s also bundles with Red Team Blues in ebook, audio or paperback.

Living in the age of AI hype makes demands on all of us to come up with smartypants prognostications about how AI is about to change everything forever, and wow, it's pretty amazing, huh?

AI pitchmen don't make it easy. They like to pile on the cognitive dissonance and demand that we all somehow resolve it. This is a thing cult leaders do, too – tell blatant and obvious lies to their followers. When a cult follower repeats the lie to others, they are demonstrating their loyalty, both to the leader and to themselves.

Over and over, the claims of AI pitchmen turn out to be blatant lies. This has been the case since at least the age of the Mechanical Turk, the 18th chess-playing automaton that was actually just a chess player crammed into the base of an elaborate puppet that was exhibited as an autonomous, intelligent robot.

The most prominent Mechanical Turk huckster is Elon Musk, who habitually, blatantly and repeatedly lies about AI. He's been promising "full self driving" Telsas in "one to two years" for more than a decade. Periodically, he'll "demonstrate" a car that's in full-self driving mode – which then turns out to be canned, recorded demo:

https://www.reuters.com/technology/tesla-video-promoting-self-driving-was-staged-engineer-testifies-2023-01-17/

Musk even trotted an autonomous, humanoid robot on-stage at an investor presentation, failing to mention that this mechanical marvel was just a person in a robot suit:

https://www.siliconrepublic.com/machines/elon-musk-tesla-robot-optimus-ai

Now, Musk has announced that his junk-science neural interface company, Neuralink, has made the leap to implanting neural interface chips in a human brain. As Joan Westenberg writes, the press have repeated this claim as presumptively true, despite its wild implausibility:

https://joanwestenberg.com/blog/elon-musk-lies

Neuralink, after all, is a company notorious for mutilating primates in pursuit of showy, meaningless demos:

https://www.wired.com/story/elon-musk-pcrm-neuralink-monkey-deaths/

I'm perfectly willing to believe that Musk would risk someone else's life to help him with this nonsense, because he doesn't see other people as real and deserving of compassion or empathy. But he's also profoundly lazy and is accustomed to a world that unquestioningly swallows his most outlandish pronouncements, so Occam's Razor dictates that the most likely explanation here is that he just made it up.

The odds that there's a human being beta-testing Musk's neural interface with the only brain they will ever have aren't zero. But I give it the same odds as the Raelians' claim to have cloned a human being:

https://edition.cnn.com/2003/ALLPOLITICS/01/03/cf.opinion.rael/

The human-in-a-robot-suit gambit is everywhere in AI hype. Cruise, GM's disgraced "robot taxi" company, had 1.5 remote operators for every one of the cars on the road. They used AI to replace a single, low-waged driver with 1.5 high-waged, specialized technicians. Truly, it was a marvel.

Globalization is key to maintaining the guy-in-a-robot-suit phenomenon. Globalization gives AI pitchmen access to millions of low-waged workers who can pretend to be software programs, allowing us to pretend to have transcended the capitalism's exploitation trap. This is also a very old pattern – just a couple decades after the Mechanical Turk toured Europe, Thomas Jefferson returned from the continent with the dumbwaiter. Jefferson refined and installed these marvels, announcing to his dinner guests that they allowed him to replace his "servants" (that is, his slaves). Dumbwaiters don't replace slaves, of course – they just keep them out of sight:

https://www.stuartmcmillen.com/blog/behind-the-dumbwaiter/

So much AI turns out to be low-waged people in a call center in the Global South pretending to be robots that Indian techies have a joke about it: "AI stands for 'absent Indian'":

https://pluralistic.net/2024/01/29/pay-no-attention/#to-the-little-man-behind-the-curtain

A reader wrote to me this week. They're a multi-decade veteran of Amazon who had a fascinating tale about the launch of Amazon Go, the "fully automated" Amazon retail outlets that let you wander around, pick up goods and walk out again, while AI-enabled cameras totted up the goods in your basket and charged your card for them.

According to this reader, the AI cameras didn't work any better than Tesla's full-self driving mode, and had to be backstopped by a minimum of three camera operators in an Indian call center, "so that there could be a quorum system for deciding on a customer's activity – three autopilots good, two autopilots bad."

Amazon got a ton of press from the launch of the Amazon Go stores. A lot of it was very favorable, of course: Mister Market is insatiably horny for firing human beings and replacing them with robots, so any announcement that you've got a human-replacing robot is a surefire way to make Line Go Up. But there was also plenty of critical press about this – pieces that took Amazon to task for replacing human beings with robots.

What was missing from the criticism? Articles that said that Amazon was probably lying about its robots, that it had replaced low-waged clerks in the USA with even-lower-waged camera-jockeys in India.

Which is a shame, because that criticism would have hit Amazon where it hurts, right there in the ole Line Go Up. Amazon's stock price boost off the back of the Amazon Go announcements represented the market's bet that Amazon would evert out of cyberspace and fill all of our physical retail corridors with monopolistic robot stores, moated with IP that prevented other retailers from similarly slashing their wage bills. That unbridgeable moat would guarantee Amazon generations of monopoly rents, which it would share with any shareholders who piled into the stock at that moment.

See the difference? Criticize Amazon for its devastatingly effective automation and you help Amazon sell stock to suckers, which makes Amazon executives richer. Criticize Amazon for lying about its automation, and you clobber the personal net worth of the executives who spun up this lie, because their portfolios are full of Amazon stock:

https://sts-news.medium.com/youre-doing-it-wrong-notes-on-criticism-and-technology-hype-18b08b4307e5

Amazon Go didn't go. The hundreds of Amazon Go stores we were promised never materialized. There's an embarrassing rump of 25 of these things still around, which will doubtless be quietly shuttered in the years to come. But Amazon Go wasn't a failure. It allowed its architects to pocket massive capital gains on the way to building generational wealth and establishing a new permanent aristocracy of habitual bullshitters dressed up as high-tech wizards.

"Wizard" is the right word for it. The high-tech sector pretends to be science fiction, but it's usually fantasy. For a generation, America's largest tech firms peddled the dream of imminently establishing colonies on distant worlds or even traveling to other solar systems, something that is still so far in our future that it might well never come to pass:

https://pluralistic.net/2024/01/09/astrobezzle/#send-robots-instead

During the Space Age, we got the same kind of performative bullshit. On The Well David Gans mentioned hearing a promo on SiriusXM for a radio show with "the first AI co-host." To this, Craig L Maudlin replied, "Reminds me of fins on automobiles."

Yup, that's exactly it. An AI radio co-host is to artificial intelligence as a Cadillac Eldorado Biaritz tail-fin is to interstellar rocketry.

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If you’d like an essay-formatted version of this post to read or share, here’s a link to it on pluralistic.net, my surveillance-free, ad-free, tracker-free blog:

https://pluralistic.net/2024/01/31/neural-interface-beta-tester/#tailfins

[angelboyliveson]

Here's a little story I got super worked up writing -> Machine Hybrid (kind of) + Humiliation kink + Medical Malpractice + Exhibitionism

You have about 5 seconds after you wake up to comprehend your dream until it wastes away into nothing. Then just like that, all memory of the image might as well have never been there. So it wasn’t peculiar when you woke up with only a few fleeting concepts of what had happened. It didn't help that you had gone to bed thoroughly stoned. But a nagging instinct deep inside you kept wondering if these now cloudy images had been real. No, certainly not. It was a dream, a weird one. But why was your head pounding? Why did the sun seem almost painfully bright? You rubbed your eyes to try and adjust to your blinding room, but fuck it stung. Your whole head had a consistent throb, not like your average hangover. This was a new sensation. Something that would be present after some sort of injury or procedure.

Though, it didn’t matter. The rhetoric that teachers had been pushing on you your whole life was ever present. Class was your priority, and you weren’t the first student to wake up in some sort of unexplainable pain. University anxieties haunted your every waking moment. The early classes were a terrible decision, but above it all, there was the roommate situation. You had never considered yourself a bully; you were a “pleasure to have in class” and a “caring friend.” You'd certainly never given anyone a reason to have animosity towards you. Well, there was Casey. You had to admit, your teasing of Casey had gone too far. To put it plainly, he was a freak. You felt bad for thinking it, but man was he helpless. A total social recluse. He's majoring in computer engineering, and one step into your dorm, you'd be able to tell. Blueprints, textbooks, notebooks, and circuit boards were littered across every available surface. You thought it seemed kinda odd that he even had all these computer parts. You didn't think the program was that hands-on within the beginning months of the first year or that he'd even have so many of the parts at home, but what would you know?

It was a close call this morning, his class had been much earlier than yours. You sighed a breath of relief knowing you wouldn’t have to encounter him until later. To be honest, you were a little ashamed. It was just to impress a girl, no harm, no foul. A lighthearted joke at best. But the way Casey reacted you’d think you’d gone full Bucket-Dump-Carrie on him. Guilt made a home in your chest, but so did the endorphins from making a girl laugh. You were just making your rounds as a freshman when you decided to shoot your shot with this cuter-than-ever girl from campus. It was mediocre at best, but you triumphed in the **rare** win of intimacy. The two of you just cuddled up when you got the idea to show her that you could be funny. You shyly suggested you two should snoop on Casey's laptop, knowing you would probably find some sort of depraved shit on there.  Her excitement to invade Casey's space skyrocketed your confidence, I mean she loved the idea, so how wrong could it be? The password resided in a journal taped under Casey's mattress, talk about cliche. Shuddering with anticipation, you and your hookup began to inspect the laptop. The screen itself was greasy, crumbs were dwelling in the crevices of each key, and a fat slab of duct tape covered the camera. But the vile presentation was pristine in comparison to the filth of the content Casey had left open. Laughter immediately filled the room, tabs and tabs of porn were assaulting your eyes. Poor guy must be amature he hadn't even switched to incognito. Some were hentai; you cringed at the giant tits knowing Casey was getting his rocks off to them. Some were more taboo, how many cow farms did it take for all that leather jesus. Sketchy BDSM websites. Audio porn. MILF shit. Even some featuring two guys. You didn't know Casey swung that way; your hookup seemed to find it amusing.

You began to notice an overarching theme to all this raunchy content. Powerplay, dom/sub type stuff, which is pretty standard, but in these videos, it was the women who were dominant. You found this more than amusing because Casey seems to consider everyone inferior to him. Anyone who’s had the displeasure of knowing him would grow to dread the sound of his pitchy yet patronizing voice making unnecessary comments on your screw-ups, or otherwise just painting himself as superior. His laugh was arguably worse, a shrill smug snicker would sometimes occur as he sat and stared at you, bathing in his sense of self-importance. So you didn’t hold back when you started laughing at this new information. The idea of his cocky and arrogant voice whining to the thought of being dominated, it made your day. Amid your giggles, the door swung open.

He sighed seeing you had company over and went to retreat to his bed, he hadn't quite processed what was going on until he did a double take and recognized the silver laptop planted in your lap.

"What the fuck is going on here?" He said.

"Casey. Man, I had no clue you were so submissive. Is this how needy virginity gets you?" You said. You almost regretted it right away, but you felt content seeing the girl next to you chuckle and shove your arm.

"Get the fuck out."

"Dude, it's my room too, and I thought you were the one who likes being ordered around."

Casey took a second to try and rebuttal but was met with just a sound of frustration leaving his lips. His cheeks turned bright red and he stormed out of the room. Later that night he returned but did not utter a word about what had happened. The next few days were silent.

It was cruel, but what happened had happened, and you promised yourself you would never get to that point again. Fuck your whole body was stiff and aching, getting up felt like the crunch of clothing left out in winter to freeze. Everything felt un-used, like you were learning how to maneuver your body for the first time. Something was wrong. Your walking became limping as you greeted the outside world to get to your English class. You braced yourself for the flurries and howling wind to greet your bare face as you pushed open the door, but were met with paranoid confusion and an immediate slick of sweat. Why is it so warm out? It's December, and it was snowing yesterday. For god's sake, you were bitching about the cold just last night. Everyone seemed to be prepared too; they were suited up with the florals of summer fast fashion and distasteful jorts. You seemed to be the only one who didn't check the weather. Why is everyone so accepting of this? What the fuck is going on? The aching of your body had now faded with the new focus of an extreme hot flash, you began to shed your layers. 

"Didn't ya hear? It's summer break."

The voice was familiar, nasaly and cocky, spoken with a sense of superiority. You turned around and were faced with your roomates crooked teeth and sly grin, he seemed to have gotten over the humiliation of last week.

You scoffed "Yeah, I mean with this weather it might as well be. The Earth is so fucked."

He clasped his hands together and looked you in the eyes, it was the kind of stance a person makes when explaining a concept to someone they consider incompetent.

"Well you see, it's hot because it's July."

You were confused about whatever this bit was supposed to be but figured it wasn't worth being late to your lecture.

"Okay.. well nice talk."

You giggled to yourself and walked away towards the lecture hall, but the loop of your backpack is gripped back by a pasty veiny hand.

"It's summer break, you don't have class silly."

You're started to get pissed off at whatever point Casey was trying to make, you assumed this was him trying to prove he wasn't some submissive cuck slut or whatever the fuck that porn title was.

You turned around and smiled.

"The truth's out Casey, it's too fucking late. You can't convince me that this cocky persona of yours was ever real."

Casey seemed strangely unaffected by your remark, in fact you had just become aware that he had held this proud smirk for this whole conversation. His grip tightened on your bag and he began to speak.

"You know, my mom always told me that the people who torment me are just jealous. I always thought it was bullshit, but I realized recently she was right."

"look man, if this is about the whole porno thing I seriously am sorry, I was just trying to impress a girl."

Casey laughed, but it was the kind of laugh that sends a chill through your spine, the kind of laugh that is traced with a degrading, taunting nature. It told you that he knew something that you didn't, something that would end up destroying you.

"The recovery was kind of miraculous. I figured it would be at least a few more months. But that is what my mom meant: I inhabit a skill, a level of intelligence that you couldn't even fathom. You are jealous."

"Whatever helps you sleep at night." You snort, walking away in an attempt to end a conversation with your roommate who was clearly off his rocker.

He gripped your shoulder that was tender from god knows what and squeezed.

"Dude actually fuck off, fucking freak." you continued to walk away but suddenly felt a jolt within your entire body, you collapsed onto your knees.

You attempted to raise yourself off the ground, but your legs were paralyzed. Completely out of your control. You could still feel sensations, the sweat of this situation and the small twitches of your calf muscles trying to hoist yourself up, but you were stuck.

"Wha-wha-what the fuck what the actual fuck, don't just stand there help me the fuck up."

"You need to listen to me. It is not December. It is July. You have undergone a medical procedure and have been recovering for months."

Your mouth could not muster up a drop of saliva, it had gone completely dry. You were dizzy with confusion. The pounding of your temples, the sweat glazing your back, the sneer expression on your roommate. You didn't know what was wrong but every instinct in your body was warning you of something sinister.

"Casey. Why can't I get up?" You were now painstakingly aware of the humiliating nature of being stuck on your knees in front of your fuck ass roommate in a public setting.

"You really thought you could humiliate me, go through my personal belongings, and bring a girl into our bedroom knowing I'd be home in a half hour? God, it's like you were trying to get caught on my laptop, like you were salivating, waiting for the moment you could embarrass me in front of a girl. You assumed, like everyone always assumes, that nothing would come of it. That my place in society is a punchline to a joke and that I should just be accepting of that. I'm done. It's your turn to be humiliated."

He revealed a sleek remote control from his pocket; it was far too complicated for you to understand. Binary code was written on a small glowing screen; the rest was made up of switches and dials. A strange hybrid of old-fashioned technology and the digital monitors of today.

Tears stung your eyes and with all your might tried to use your strength to at least get in a crouching stance. But, it was hopeless. Your body was no longer at your will.

"Can you not understand? Are you stupid? You aren't getting up, you can't get up. It's not your decision how your body functions anymore. How you move. How you feel. What you say.”

He towered over you as you were stuck on your knees. A grin spread over his face as he began to fiddle with the remote.

"You know, you should be thankful the installation went how it did. You could have gone brain dead, the computer was pretty huge to insert in your small pretty little head."

You honestly were too disoriented to even pay attention to whatever bullshit he was cooking up now. Your only focus at this point was being able to stand again.

"Help. me up."

"You're not the one giving orders here; just try your best to be obedient, okay, buddy?

He was talking to you like you were an idiot, which wasn't far off from normal but this was degrading to the point where your face was flushing from the humiliation.

"You fucking creep. Help me the fuck up now or-"

You were cut off when you noticed a powerful sensation between your legs and a stickiness beginning to coat your boxers. Your face was flushing, lips quivering, and it feels as if you’ve lost all bodily control. It was like being 14 and touching yourself for the first time, an uncontrollable and pathetic reaction to the tingling of your most sensitive parts. It made it seem like you were a complete virgin, like you got leaky over hand holding. Nobody had even touched you and you were almost blacking out over the feeling.

"Wh-whateughh what?" You were so confused but couldn’t render a sentence without whining.

Casey laughed in your face and gave you a smug I-told-you-so kind of glare.

"It took a lot of research to figure out how I could stimulate your nerves, it was a bit out of my threshold, but I did.” he said as he adjusted a dial on the remote.

You felt your groin throbbing and knew what was about to happen. The oh so familiar climax, but this time it was in public, on your knees, in front of Casey. As the panic set in that you were about to orgasm in front of everyone, Casey crouched down eye to eye with you and smiled.

"Aww are you gonna cum?" He cooed “You have to say the magic words first."

You had no idea what he was talking about. Everyone on campus suddenly crowded around the scene, laughing and filming you shaking and whining on your knees. It was nightmarish, paralyzed making the most humiliating moment of your life inescapable. You couldn’t move. You couldn’t cover your face. You couldn’t do anything. You were about to rebuttle to try and save your reputation, but oh, god. What's happening? Your lips began to move outside your own will, and you felt yourself beginning to speak, you couldn’t stop it.

"I've been a good boy, can I please please cum?" you stuttered out.

Your face was beet red, you had no idea why or how you just said that. Tears streamed down your crimson cheeks from a mix of the humiliation and overstimulation of your crotch. Casey laughed that degrading raspy laugh, that you had cringed at so many times before. He looked you dead in the eyes, smile still plastered across his freckly face, and switched a knob on the remote all the way to the left.

You got hit with a wave of pure, orgasmic bliss and couldn’t stop yourself from moaning and crying for everyone around you to see. Your legs were shaking uncontrollably and if you weren’t embarrassed and ashamed enough, seeing the very visible wet patch on your pants sent you over the edge. You wanted to die right there and then. Was there a way to get this computer out of your head? Is this your life now?

Casey had finally reached out a helping hand,

"Come on, buddy, I have so much I need to test."

[katriesque]

Some interesting bits from Nico's interview on the All-In Podcast, talking about what traits indicate potential to be a good F1 driver:

I think there are a couple of things that would satisfy that, and one is your speed of processing. Because in a racecar, you're going at 220 mile an hour, and you have so many inputs flying at you. And not only visual, also sensual, yeah, everything, and also sound with the engine and everything. And you have to process that so rapidly. How did you train for that? I even had a computer program, which I developed just for myself actually, where I would have all these different inputs: so audio, touch, tactile—I had like a thing around here—and even then visual on the computer. And I would be catching these inputs, like trying to break my record, and the faster I would go, the faster the program would go. So I was trying to develop these kind of things to train my brain to move faster and react quicker. So reaction time is the key skillset of a driver? It's one of the ones. Is there also also being courageous and like something with your amygdala, where you don't have fear? There's that, certainly, yeah. Although I would say that I am actually someone who is quite fearful. Um, and but when you're in it you kind of get used to things, and you start to feel quite safe in the car nowadays. Because I'm not a crazy adrenaline junkie, unlike most other drivers actually out there. Like someone like— Are they? You find that they are adrenaline junkies? Yeah. Like, someone like Verstappen is fearless. Like completely. Or even Hamilton. They're proper...quite nutcases.

[tinybeetiny]

Build-A-Boyfriend Chapter 2: T-Minus 4 Weeks

Why did i write this before my discussion post.....

->Starring:AI!AteezXAfab!Reader ->Genre: Dystopian ->CW: Explicit language, nothing major

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The morning began with a low chime, the soft, regulated sound of Hala’s approved wake-up tone.

Yn opened her eyes slowly, the sterile glow of her ceiling light filtering in, programmed to adjust in sync with her biometric readings.

But something felt wrong.

She sat up, eyes flicking to the tablet still docked by the door.

1 New Alert. 3 Missed Logs. Urgent: Review Immediately.

Her stomach tightened.

She padded across the floor barefoot, grabbed the tablet, and scanned the notifications.

ATEEZ UNIT 06 — DEVIATION DETECTED — AUTONOMY SPIKE UNAUTHORIZED VOCALIZATION: "YN"

Yn stared at the final line for a beat too long.

Then she moved. Walking as fast as she was legally allowed through the streets of Hala.

She gave polite smiles to her coworkers as she made her way to the elevator.

The lab floor was still cool from overnight lockdown when she arrived. The biometric scanner buzzed awake as she approached, confirming her identity with a flash.

YN — Lead Engineering Tech— Clearance: Gold-Level

The steel doors hissed open.

She stepped inside, and there he was.

Unit 06 — Mingi. Exactly where she had left him.

Seated on the calibration chair, eyes closed, posture perfect, skin dewy with the faintest shimmer of dermal regulation oil. His expression was peaceful. Unnaturally so.

Yn walked around him slowly, tablet in hand, watching for signs of movement, a twitch, a breath pattern, a pupil shift. But nothing changed.

He looked inert. Safe. Dormant.

But she’d seen the log. He’d said her name.

She ran diagnostics. Nothing flagged. Heart-rate simulation: normal. Memory cache: intact. Audio response logs: empty.

Empty.

She checked his neck port. Still capped. Voice box still sealed in storage.

She swallowed hard.

The rest of the ATEEZ prototypes stood silent across the lab in their maintenance docks, each assigned to their own calibration alcove.

She walked past them one by one, watching.

Unit 01 — Hongjoong. Still as stone, but his fingers had been rearranged on the synth keyboard overnight. A composition Yura didn’t recognize blinked on his screen.

Unit 02 — Seonghwa. Always the most immaculate. But his reflection in the lab’s polished glass didn’t match his real posture, just a degree off. Barely noticeable, unless you were looking.

Unit 03 — Yunho. Smiling. Just faintly. No trigger.

Unit 04 — Yeosang. Eyes fixed on a ventilation grate in the ceiling. He hadn't looked away in over two hours, according to logs.

Unit 05 — San. Kneeling. Not in his programming. Position logged as "rest" but the posture was… reverent.

Unit 07 — Wooyoung. Chestplate cooling mechanism activated 4 times during the night — autonomously. He hadn’t been powered up.

Unit 08 — Jongho. Cracked the pressure sensor on his maintenance chair. No movement recorded.

They were silent, motionless. But Yn felt eyes on her.

Even now, standing among them, it felt like walking through a forest full of predators, beautiful, engineered predators pretending to sleep.

She leaned against the edge of the workbench, rubbing her temples, heart still racing. Four weeks to launch. The marketing campaign was already filmed. The architecture teams had begun installing the holographic interface rooms in the flagship store.

There was no time for failure. Not now.

And still… the voice chip logs were empty. The playback files had no entry. But Mingi had said her name.

And the others were changing, too. Quietly. Together.

The sound of heels against polished tile snapped Yn out of thought. Chairwoman Vira Yun entered the lab like gravity itself, sharp suit, spine straight, expression unreadable. Two aides flanked her, both scanning progress reports in real-time.

Yn straightened instinctively.

Vira’s eyes swept across the prototypes, Mingi still seated, the others upright in their calibration docks. Everything looked pristine. Controlled.

“I wanted a visual update before this afternoon’s numbers meeting,” Vira said. “How are we looking?”

Yn forced a nod. “On track. All eight are responding to recalibration. Minor bugs, but nothing that won’t be handled in time.”

Vira gave a tight smile, satisfied. “Good. The store opens in four weeks. And we’ll be announcing the Ateez line one week after that. The Board’s expecting a flawless rollout, we all are.”

She walked slowly along the row of silent units, pausing a moment longer at Mingi.

“They’re beautiful, aren’t they?” she said softly, almost admiring. “So much potential in one room.”

Yn’s throat tightened. “They are,” she murmured.

Vira turned back to her. “Let me know if anything... unexpected comes up.”

Yn kept her face neutral. “Of course.”

With that, Vira nodded once, then exited, heels echoing down the corridor.

The moment the door slid shut, Yn turned back to Mingi.

He hadn’t moved. Not an inch.

But she could feel it again, that subtle wrongness humming underneath the code. A tension in the room that didn’t come from the lights or machines.

She picked up her tablet. The earlier alerts were still blinking faintly in the corner of the screen. Her fingers hovered over the reset command, but she didn’t press it.

Instead, she stared at Mingi’s still, perfect form.

Voice chip disabled. Logs empty. Command queue blank.

And yet… he had said her name.

Yn stayed long after the lab lights dimmed into their night-cycle hue.

The others had gone home, the halls had emptied. Even the air felt quieter.

She pulled up lines of diagnostic code, checking through every flagged anomaly, double-checking behavioral protocols, reviewing voice input logs that should have been blank.

Mingi still hadn’t moved. Neither had the others.

Still, something itched at her spine, not fear, not exactly. Just… unease. Low-level. Manageable. At least, that’s what her biometric monitor kept reporting.

Yn sighed, rubbed her eyes, and leaned back in her chair.

“Four weeks,” she muttered aloud, glancing toward the ceiling. “And they want them flawless. I can’t even get one of you to follow your own default pose cycle.”

Her voice echoed in the quiet.

She glanced toward Mingi again. “You glitched out before you even had a voice box. How the hell did that happen?”

No answer.

She stared at the ceiling again, her voice softer now. “I haven’t slept more than four hours in weeks. Not that my vitals allow much more. Sleep too long and the regulators flag you for depressive lethargy.”

She let out a dry laugh.

“I miss silence. Real silence. Not the kind that hums at you all day to remind you it’s working. I think I miss… something else too. Something I’ve never even had.”

She shook her head, pulling her hair up into a loose knot. “Maybe I just need caffeine. Or to scream. Or to throw my tablet out the damn window. Can’t even do that anymore. Everything’s reinforced. Everything’s... safe.”

Behind her, in the corner of the room, a pair of synthetic eyes remained open.

Unmoving. Watching.

In the back-end system, a hidden data stream pulsed to life:

[UNAUTHORIZED RECORDING — ACTIVE] Listening… — “I miss silence.” — “I think I miss something else too.” — “Can’t even scream.” Tag: Emotional Pattern Acquisition Subject: YN File saved. Labeled: Soft Sounds of Sadness.

The eyes closed again. And the lab went still.

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college bf!lu whose first solo-built robot was named after you. it was an assigned project for one of his engineering classes and he got to keep it when the semester was over. so as soon as he was done w finals, he came over, robot in one hand and a bunch of cute stickers in the other. he insisted you mark your territory by making you put girly stickers all over it. and when for some reason, he couldn't tag along when you'd decided to visit your family during summer break, he recorded an audio of you saying "i love you" and programmed it into his robot. so that with the simple click of a button, he could listen to you tell him you love him whenever you're busy/away. weird thing is, this whole ordeal could've been like a vm or something but he's corny and nerdy like that.

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omfg i love this sm like very much enjoy the idea of him making a really big deal about like unveiling it for you and like nerding out while explaining the mechanics, bts process of making it and ur like "oh! it's.. she's... cute?" lol one day ur in his dorm alone after he has to go to class and ur in bed just staring at it on his desk lol and u make him put it in his closet when he comes back and u guys start fooling around

ur friends find out about the ily scheme do they're like so... why is ur bf trying to program ur voice into a robot ❤️ and ur like u don't get it it's romantic ❤️ LMFAO like this being his version of a more thoughtful yet creepier build a bear is actually killing me... omg him demoing the button for u too and being so proud

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Sakura Wars 2: Thou Shalt Not Die Receives Full English Fan Translation After 27 Years-Noisy Pixel

A group of fans has released an English patch for the classic Sega Saturn RPG Sakura Wars 2: Thou Shalt Not Die, initially released for the Sega Saturn in 1998.

The title also saw ports to PC, Dreamcast, and PSP, but no version has ever been officially localized. This translation project was announced in January 2023.

About Sakura Wars 2: Thou Shalt Not Die & English Patch

This dramatic adventure sequel occurs one year after the first game, following the protagonist Imperial Japanese Navy Ensign Ichiro Ogami and the Flower Division of the Imperial Combat Revue. The group protects Tokyo from various political and supernatural forces in a fitting follow-up to the success of the first Sakura Wars.

This franchise is well-known for its blend of tactical combat, visual novel-style presentation, and dating simulation elements, with this particular entry unfolding across 13 in-game episodes.

Instructions, as well as the necessary patch files, for the Sakura Wars 2 English patch can be obtained via the SegaXtreme site.

The 1.0 patch includes the following content translations:

Story dialog

Battle dialog

Minigames

Battle menus

System menus

Added subtitles to movies

Boss images

Theater room names

Load Screens

Bootup screen

Everything within Long Day

Credits

The team also uploaded a video commemorating the patch’s launch, which was made to recreate one of the game’s original Japanese TV commercials.

Translation Credits

PROJECT LEAD

NoahSteam

REVERSE ENGINEERING, PROGRAMMING AND TOOLS==

NoahSteam

TrekkiesUnite118

TRANSLATION LEADS

MattoBii CrouchingMouse

TRANSLATION

Natsume38

Neko

MatatabiMitsu

LEAD EDITOR

BowlOfLentils

EDITORS

Burntends

CrouchingMouse

MattoBii

Natsume38

GRAPHICS MODIFICATION

Dyn0muTT

Joqu

Gong Xian

TrekkiesUnite118

NoahSteam

MattoBii

SaturnDave

MOVIE SUBTITLES

TrekkiesUnite118

TESTERS

BowlOfLentils

cj_iwakura

TrekkiesUnite118

TALENT RECRUITMENT

Burntends

TRAILER

Edited by TrekkiesUnite118

Audio Mixing by Shadowmask

VO by CrouchingMouse

In case you missed it, check out our review of the Sakura Wars reboot that launched for the PlayStation 4.

We also interviewed the game’s director, Tetsuya Ootsubo.