#Only activity I get now is from lady bots

[ellyruse]

How many bots do I have to report before I start getting a paycheck here

[jessiarts]

[Shut off last version of this post to avoid possible continual spread of misinformation that was corrected by staff. Reposting clean with corrected info]

So I'm sure almost everyone knows about the porn bot problem by now, so here's a post detailing why it's a problem, and what we need to do about it.

First off, yes, always block the porn bots. Don't be mislead into thinking they're ok to keep around because they 'inflate your follower count.'

Firstly, no one cares about, nor can anyone even see, your follower count. Be free from the shackles that are the bullshit other socials told you was important. Don't let your ego be tied to a number. Having a lot of followers won't earn you any clout here.

Secondly, bots only follow blogs to try and legitimize their malware (and other dodgy) links. This post goes into more detail about that.

Now that that's out of the way, you'll need to know how to recognize a porn bot. This round the template seems to be:

A profile photo of a pretty lady or guy, usually in their underwear, with a similar header photo.

A bio with some combination of: [Age] // [Name] // [Location] // [Emoji] // [Top Bullshit% OnlyFans]

URL consisting of a name followed by a number (i.e: firstlast999)

Typically an empty blog, or if there is content, it's all dodgy links. Visible, but empty, Likes Tab, & occasionally a visible Following Tab.

You likely recognize the pattern.

So, what you want to do is, first, report the blog as spam On mobile it'll look like this:

On mobile you'll need to report spam first, and then go back to the menu again to block.

On desktop it will look like this, and unlike mobile, you'll be able to report spam and block in the same motion:

If I remember correctly,* be sure to "Report Spam", not "Report sexually explicit material" to feed the bots to the proper channels. Because the blog is empty, they haven't posted anything explicit that would violate TOS. However, staff can recognize a bot, and if you report the blog for spam (the actual problem) they'll take a look, more than likely find that the blog is posting or DMing dodgy links, and dispose of it.

And I think that's it. Here's wishing you all a happy and safe blogging experience!

[UPDATE: It was suggested on another post that the bots track your IP if you click on them to send more your way. However, someone from staff corrected and said this is incorrect. They also corrected the 'guilt by association' myth that bots following you can get your blog flagged by tumblr.

That said, that trail all led to another, easier, way to report/block the bots all from your Follower Tab instead of visiting each blog separately, unfortunately it only works on desktop:

(For newbies, click on the little person icon at the top right of your screen and scroll to find the Followers tab under the blog/sideblog you need to block a pornbot from.)

*I remember this information from a blog that used to be all about taking down the pornbots. Unfortunately I do not know if that blog is still active, nor can I remember the URL. If anyone knows what blog I'm referring to, and/or if they're still active, please feel free to tag them so others can follow them for more tips!

[manicplank]

can we have hc on witnessing a robbery, burglary, assault etc

Witnessing a crime

Peppino: Uh oh... Someone's trying to rob that guy over there! He runs over in Mach 3 and body slams the robber! The guy tries to thank him and reward him with cash, but Peppino turns it down. Doing a good deed is all he needs in payment. He goes home with a smug smirk on his face. Is that robber gonna be ok? Probably not. Oh well! So shines a good deed in a weary world.

Gustavo: Oh no! Someone's robbing the convenience store! Let's go, Brick! They bust through the door and chase the robbers out! It's hard not to run from a giant rat! The owner is thankful. They did break the door, though... He offers to pay, but the owner of the store is simply grateful that he no longer has a gun to his head. Okay, then! He oats Brick on the head. "Well done, buddy! Now let's go home and watch a movie. Maybe we can stop somewhere and get you a treat!"

Mr. Stick: Two people are fist fighting! He runs over and blends into the crowd. He's got 50 bucks on that guy! Who's in the bet? He ends up losing the bet. Wait... The guy who won, is that... The Noise?! Hey, wait, no, don't leave! Mr. Stick has a bone to pick with you!

Pepperman: Someone is vandalizing that wall with graffiti! Here comes Pepperman to save the day! Ok, so what you want to do is use less of the red and more of the blue, it gives it a more realistic touch. You're doing great! Okay, now try using some of the purple next to the blue. [sirens] SHIT, IT'S THE COPS! RUN!!!

The Vigilante: A gang of ne'erdowells is robbing the Pig City Bank! Thankfully, The Vigilante is here to save the day! He kicks open the doors, which takes out the watchmen. His gun clicks as he points at the thieves. There's three of them but only one of him. He pulls the trigger and slams the hammer back so he can fire again and again. All three criminals are taken down! Hooray for The Vigilante!!! The Pig City Police arrive to take the criminals to jail.

The Noise: He's in a fight with someone. They're probably fighting over something stupid. His nose is bleeding, but the other guy is black and blue all over. One more punch to the jaw, and the other dude is knocked out! The crowd around them cheers. Noise! Noise! Noise! He runs out of there before the cops arrive! The other guy can't seem to remember what happened, and The Noise never gets caught.

Noisette: Oh gosh! Someone's assaulting that poor old lady! Noisette runs over in a panic, flailing her arms. "HELP! HELP! THERE'S A BOMB STRAPPED TO MY CHEST (sobs) OH MY GOD, SOMEONE HELP!" The robber scatters off, but so does the old lady. However, the robber was unsuccessful. She wipes off her shoulders. She learned that trick from The Noise. It works every time!

Fake Peppino: A gang of bad shrimp try to break into Bruno's despite the signs on the door. He hears the boards being broken... Intruders! He walks over in his usual form to see the gang, and they laugh at him. "What're you gonna do, weirdo?" They brandish their knives. Suddenly, Fakey warps into a giant, horrific deity. He wails demonically and charges at them. They run out screaming, but Fakey manages to grab one. He throws him in his mouth and chews him up. Mm, yummy! Wait, come back, you guys are tasty!

Pizzaface: A gang of bad pigs try to break into the fourth floor. Not on his watch! He slams face down and squashes them like flies. Well, that was easy. "Hey, Faker! I've got some ham for ya!"

Pizzahead: Someone broke into Pizzaboy's PizzPizza, and they're avoiding all the alarms, so the bots aren't engaged. They're trying to loot the place. Hell no! He rushes down there and sneaks up on the guy. He gets behind them and stabs their neck repeatedly with a Pizzaboy Official Merch Knife! Available today at your local Pizzamart! (Not suitable for children under 3.) Another body to feed to the garbage disposal- er, I mean, Fakey.

Pillar John: Someone broke into the tower. Hmmm... If he can knock himself over, he can activate Pizza Time, which will alarm Pizzaface. How would he do that, though? Maybe if he, URG! Twists and, EGH, wiggles enough he can- (THUD!) IT'S PIZZA TIME! Whoo, that was tough, but he did the right thing.

Gerome: Several times have gang members tried to rob him in The Pig City. He tries to explain to them that he's broke and doesn't necessarily get paid. They don't care. Little do they know, he has a mop, and he knows how to weaponize it! Slam! He hits one of them in the face with the wet side of the mop, and they're knocked out. "Now... Who wants some?!" The rest of the gang runs away, leaving their buddy behind.

This one was fun to write.

[wellbelesbian]

carry on pornbots, what we know:

okay, so i’m sure many of you have noticed the carry on pornbot phenomenon that’s started happening, and i’m obsessed, so here is what i’ve put together so far. big thanks to the folks in the carry on server who found all the bots (at least, i think that’s all of them) and decoded some stuff!

if you’d rather see this all unfold for yourself, don’t click read more. but if you want to catch up or just keep your head straight, here’s everything i know:

so, the bots we know of so far, in no particular order. are:

Gareth @bucklemeup342

Daphne @strawberry-spreader-342

Natasha @headmistress-pitch-342

Smith Smith-Richards @the-real-chosen-one-422

The Minotaur @greekfurry342

Lamb @i-assure-you-im-real-223

Braden @youre-an-apocryphal-concept-223

Mitali @head-milf-in-charge-342

Jeff the were-badger @stay-out-of-the-quiet-zone-223

Ginger @level-me-up-223

Lady Ruth @i-eat-the-cake-422

Ebb @other-girls-definitely-count-342

also worth noting @real-cryptid-friend-shep-239, but we will get back to him.

we still don’t know what the numbers in these names mean.

most of the links in the urls lead to the ao3 page for their respective character or a ship they are involved in (for example Braden and Lamb both take you to their ship tag, which is woefully empty). however Jeff’s takes you to his ao3, the imdb page for I Was A Teenage Wereskunk and the wikipedia page for Carhenge.

so, the bots started appearing a few days ago, i think i got my first follow from one on boxing day, or maybe the day after. i didn’t pick up on the first few and blocked them. like many people, they came to my attention when Rainbow posted about them.

since then, Lamb, Braden and Mitali have been active.

first, Braden and Lamb had this exchange:

then Mitali responded to this ask from @thewholelemon

i messaged Ebb asking her to open her asks, and a few hours later when i checked again, all the asks that had previously been closed, such as Ebb and Daphne, had them opened. I’ve sent an ask to Ebb but she hasn’t responded yet.

then Braden reblogged this aftg art

i presume this was an accident and whoever is behind this meant to post it to their main account. or maybe it was a hint? Braden later added:

now seems like a good time to mention that Braden is double verified, which means not only time and effort but money has gone into this. i truly applaud whoever is behind it!

Braden also responded to another ask. this one is anonymous so it could have been sent by anyone.

finally, Gareth just posted this

and then there’s Shepard…

so, this account that resembled the others and was impersonating Shepard was found. in his bio is the link to his ao3 page and a rickroll.

but it isn’t like the others. it was created 3 months ago, it hasn’t followed anyone, and it posted some puzzles.

the first was this

which @raenestee figured out was hexadecimal code and spells out ‘Las Vegas’.

then came

which @thewholelemon worked out was page, line and word numbers in Wayward Son. that spells out “This is not Shepard”

then finally there was this wordsearch

@onepintobean found the word ‘contact’, then @yellobb solved the rest

and that’s all Shepard has given us. it’s funny, but personally, i don’t think it’s the same person/people behind this account as it is behind all the others.

but that’s it for now! i’ve reached the limit for photos i can add and that’s about all the information i can think of. i might add to this, we’ll see how complicated it gets. but either way it’s a lot of fun, especially to keep track of in real time. massive kudos to whoever is running all this!

[yellowskarmory]

Assemble GGY

more short fics! woo! torturing characters! maybe that doesn't need an exclamation point... (first thing i've posted in like half a year lol, it was mostly written when i was very exhausted but i think it's good enough to read, this is also in my drabbles post on ao3) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Gregory panted, close to tears, as he ran into the room. Freddy had somehow kept his signal alive, able to send a message to him as he ran up to the catwalks.

Come in, Gregory. Can you hear me? I still have a signal. Get to the Fazer Blast booth, use the security desk. Turn them against VANNY.

He didn’t know how he was supposed to do that, but he would figure it out, no matter what. Vanny hadn’t been on the catwalks when he got on them.

As he ran into the room, he didn’t actively hear any footsteps, which was good. If he could figure out something… Oh! There was a button detached from the desk! That had to be it! Then– “Hee hee hee!” Gregory whipped his head around, grabbing the button, and there stood Vanny. Not now! I’m so close! She was laughing maniacally at him, and Gregory backed up, quickly backing into a corner. Vanny was treating this like a game, and it gave Gregory time to think. He felt the button in his palm, and remembered what Vanny had done to summon the S.T.A.F.F. bots.

Vanny had the high ground, and in her hand, she had a button? Freddy was on the bridge, ahead of him, and neither knew what to say. The bunny lady gave them a cartoonish wave, before pressing the button and ordering the bots to “Disassemble Freddy.”

The memory was vivid, despite having to play through his mind in an instant. He knew what he had to do now. As Vanny slowly stepped forwards, he hit the button, making the only order he knew would work.

“Disassemble Vanny.”

Vanny instantly panicked, as STAFF bots swarmed her.

The screams were horrifying. Gregory never wanted to hear them again.

However, Gregory was finally safe, at least physically. Mentally, he’d be scarred for a long time after seeing someone get ripped to pieces in front of him (even if they were trying to kill him), but he would be okay.

Or, he would’ve been, had the arcade machine not been in the office. A voice suddenly came from it, glitchy and not quite human or robotic.

“Back to your old ways, I see.”

Gregory startled, looking around for the source of the voice. It took a bit for the meaning of whatever had spoken to kick in, but when it did… he was mad. Too mad to pay attention to the fact that the arcade machine had flickered on.

“What do you mean my old ways? I’m not a murderer!” “Oh, but you are… I suppose you have forgotten those therapists you had? All five of them?” Tendrils of purple light snaked from the arcade machine towards Gregory, but he was too angry at the voice to notice.

“What therapists? I didn’t need any therapists!” Gregory retorted, still angry, but also confused.

”Hmm, no memory of that. Do you remember Tony? A curious kid, investigating the arcade machines here.”

“Why would I forget about Tony? He’s my friend.” Gregory’s anger was turning to confusion as he forgot the initial reason behind these questions.

“What about your parents?” “Why would I tell you?” Irritation rose in Gregory, arising from confusion about what this voice was and the constant questions it asked him.

“What is the last thing you remember from before today?” The voice spoke up again, clearly satisfied with the question it asked. Gregory tried to think back to what he’d done yesterday, but… he didn’t remember any of yesterday. Or the day before that. Or the day before that. Actively racking his brain, the most he’d remembered across the past two years were random flashes of memories, and that was it.

“Why are you asking this?” Gregory tried to sound confident, but his voice came out shaky.

“Oh, I’m just trying to figure out how successful the possession was.” The voice laughed afterwards, as if it admitting to controlling Gregory was something funny it could do with no repercussions.

And, if Gregory stayed frozen in place out of shock like he was now, there would be no repercussions, and it’d be right. Unfortunately, the very clear danger signs going off in his mind weren’t enough to get him to unfreeze, not even when the tendrils of light made contact with him.

“You know, while controlled, you did murder five therapists. You did kill your friend Tony. And you killed your own parents. Now, you have nothing to go back to, and nobody to come and save you, with Freddy destroyed and at our whim to be fixed. It’s not like you’d have any hope to be okay again, but that’s fine, because you’re coming with me again.”

OR “You know, while you were controlled, you did murder five therapists. You did kill your friend Tony. And you killed your own parents. Now, you have nobody to go back to, and nobody to come and save you, with Freddy destroyed and at our whim to be fixed, and it’s all your fault. You will never be okay again; your best option would be to come with me anyway, but it’s not a choice.”

And with that, Gregory’s mind went purple, then blank, as he passed out on the floor.

[pennamesmith]

Oops I accidentally etc etc. Sequel to this and this.

Transversal

A corner of the lab crackled.

Entrapta glanced up from the deadly laser she was welding together. Some of the older equipment across the room hummed to life, and a glowing portal opened in the air. A young man and a not at all young man tumbled out of it. Entrapta brightened when she recognized them.

“Oh! Hello, extra-dimensional friends! It’s been a while.”

Finn leapt to his feet while Simon remained face down on the floor, groaning.

“Yeah, we haven’t seen you since Marcy’s house party!” Finn said. “Actually, is that sword lady still around? We’re here on adventure biz.”

Entrapta pulled her welding mask up. “No, Adora’s in space right now. Doing space stuff,” she added, with only a hint of envy. “I can still help you out, though! I’m something of an adventurer myself.”

Finn considered this seriously, stroking the short beginnings of a beard. Beside him, Simon staggered to his feet, suit rumpled and glasses askew.

“Are we there yet?” Simon asked, dazed.

“Simon and I are doing human bonding, and we need a good dungeon,” Finn explained. “PB said you’ve got, like, a whole castle fulla traps n’ shit. I’m old enough to say that now, by the way. ‘Shit.’ Would it be chill if we go exploring in your house?”

“Oh sure!” Entrapta waved them on with her hair. “Just be careful. The security bots are still set to ‘purée.’ Ha ha ha!”

“Finn, is this really necessary? We’ve done this sort of thing before,” Simon moaned.

“And we’ll do it again!”

“Right, but I was just thinking…”

“Thinking about how awesome our adventure is gonna be? Way ahead of ya, buddy.” Finn started pulling a variety of dangerous weapons from his backpack. “I got all kinds of epic loot! What sorta build you want?”

A shadow appeared above them. Both humans turned to look up.

“Hello,” Hordak said, looming into the light. “It is tolerable to see you again.”

He cast a look at Simon, who was wobbling under the weight of Finn’s various swords. “I could not help but overhear your conversation just now.” His ear twitched. “I would like to make a suggestion for your enrichment activity.”

Finn shrugged. “Shoot, bro.”

“Treacherous and overstimulating as the castle labyrinth may be, you might also be interested in the mines of Dryl. Many ancient artifacts have been uncovered there.”

Simon perked up. “Ancient artifacts?”

“More than you could fathom. And more as yet undiscovered.”

Simon looked pleadingly at Finn, his eyes huge.

Finn nodded in manly sympathy. “A collection quest it is!” He pulled a pick and shovel from his arsenal and brandished them above his head as he charged out of the lab. “Excavation time!”

A moment later he reappeared in the doorway. “Um. Actually, I’m gonna need you guys to show me the way.”

While Entrapta giddily gathered her maps and revved an enormous drill, Simon looked back toward the towering alien. There was a deep sadness in his eyes.

“I have not forgotten what you told me,” Hordak said in answer to the unasked question. “I believe we share some… narrative similarities. I, too, have caused harm I now regret. And I have not always been in control of myself.”

Simon sighed. “You ever feel like everything’s changed, but you’re just a different version of who you used to be?”

“Frequently,” Hordak said. He snorted.

Simon hesitated. “How do you keep going?”

“Friendship and hobbies, mainly.” Hordak looked at Entrapta and the lab they shared. “It’s a good life, if you don’t weaken.”

Simon picked up another shovel. “Okay,” he said.

“Let’s get going, then.”

[fnaffancontentbutmostlyglamrocks]

Making Gregory Sympathetic

Spoilers for Security Breach, but a main issue I had with the story is the actions Gregory took. Here's how I would fix it, while also letting Ruin still work.

We start after Freddy gets the battery upgrade.

Gregory sees all of the blueprints. They're amazing. A voice box that causes staff bots to malfunction. Claws that can break open fences. Even Roxy has eyes that can see through the walls.

If Freddy had these, he'd be unstoppable. Gregory tells Freddy this. That they can use these to get revenge for all they've put him through

Freddy tells him he doesn't want that. He explains to Gregory his friends weren't designed to hurt guests. In fact, they shouldn't even be able to. Something must be wrong.

Still reeling from being chased all night, Gregory mutters, "They get what they deserve."

They use Roxy's elevator and catch her in front of the mirror. Gregory and Freddy are overlooked. Roxy seems distraught about not finding Gregory. Almost like she's afraid of what might happen if she doesn't.

They sneak out of Rock star row.

When the coast is clear, Freddy tells Gregory he has good news. He's finally able to open the front door. Finding a loophole that he apologizes for being so complex he can't explain it. It's also why it took so long.

Just in time, the hourly recharge counter occurs.

They rush to the exit and avoid Moon.

Gregory is about to leave. Freddy had told him it was too dangerous. Something was bothering him. The rabbit lady, Vanessa, the animatronics. There were these mysteries that needed to be solved.

He tells Freddy he wants to stay. Something is wrong with his friends, and that Rabbit Lady must be connected. Freddy isn't sure what he means by that, but he's happy Gregory is staying to help.

Gregory asks Freddy why he's safe. What exactly happened? Freddy admits he only remembers collapsing on stage and rebooting in safe mode.

Gregory thinks that's why Freddy must be safe. How can they force his friends into safe mode? Freddy tells him safe mode can be activated if an animatronic experiences extreme shock. The AI should go into safe mode.

Gregory goes on his mission to damage the animatronics and force that safe mode. Freddy isn't thrilled, but Gregory assures him he'll only try to do the minimum damage necessary. Besides, they can be fixed later.

He has to make a choice. Monty or Chica? He can't seem to even locate Roxy.

(We'll just assume Monty first)

Gregory is successful. That mazercise puzzle was a bitch, and Monty was relentless. His plan is working. Monty will be knocked down by the hurricane bucket like before, and……oh wow, that was not the plan.

Gregory hurries to Monty.

He's in safe mode. He tells Gregory it's not safe. He can feel something trying to force him to shut Safemode down. He isn't sure how long he can fight it. He tells Gregory he's proud of the kid for putting up such a fight. Lamenting that his condition may be karma for his actions before shutting himself down in a last-ditch effort to keep Gregory safe.

Gregory takes the claw upgrades that had broken off during the fall.

He tells Freddy what happened and upgrades him using the claws. Freddy worries about the others, but Gregory assures him it will be alright.

Gregory remembers Roxy's upgrade. It's unlikely, but maybe she's seen that rabbit lady? Still, he won't be asking questions with her hunting him.

After escaping the DJ and ramming a kart into Roxy's face, Gregory goes down to her. He's a bit shocked by the damage. He didn't think a tiny go-kart would do that much.

Roxy is entirely unresponsive.

Gregory isn't happy but accepts he must've accidentally broken her. He takes her eyes and is about to leave. When suddenly, she springs to life. Timing is terrible for Gregory, but he can't chance if she's in safe mode. He escapes Roxy and upgrades Freddy with the new eyes.

Freddy can see so much more. Suddenly Vanny walks in. Freddy quickly grabs Gregory and hides with him in a charging station. He sees her now.

(Here's where it's tricky. In Ruin, it's implied the canon ending is the Princess Quest Ending. Which can be done after only shattering two animatronics. In Ruin, all three are heavily meant to have been destroyed. Unless Chica or Monty really fucked themselves up. Don't worry; I have a plan:

I'm changing the Princess Quest Arcades so a Chica and Monty gate blocks the first one. Listen, it's lazy, but it works.)

Gregory laments that there's a lot of the pizzaplex they still need access to. If only they had the other upgrade. Freddy worries about this. Two of his friends were severely hurt.

Gregory assures him he's learned his lesson from the last two. This time he'll make sure it goes right. He also hopes they can fight whatever controls them better than the previous two.

Chica is tricked into the Garbage disposal. The push was a bit personal, but he couldn't risk this plan not working. Man, was it not working. He had to kick Chica's beak off to keep her from biting him. Luckily the second part of the crush was enough to subdue Chica, unfortunate he was dragged into the trash with her.

Gregory looks at Chica's state and admits that maybe the compacter was too much. He cautiously approaches Chica, who's laughing for some reason. She apologizes and tells Gregory it feels like weights have been lifted but then tells him it's still unsafe. Something is trying to force her out of safe mode. She tells Gregory to look out for Freddy before she shuts herself down, sensing her safe mode is being turned off.

Her voice box falls out as she slumps over. Gregory takes it and escapes. Upgrading Freddy one last time.

Then rest of the story.

[the-faultofdaedalus]

IDEA. AIRON MAN BESTIES WITH A ROGUE DOOMBOT WHO'S JUST TRYING TO BUILD THEIR OWN PERSONALITY AND LIFE OUTSIDE OF THEIR IMPLANTED MEMORIES..........

COULD BE AN ACCIDENTAL GAINING OF FREEDOM OF CONSCIOUSNESS, LIKE W/ SENTIENT ARMOR, BUT I ALSO THINK IT COULD BE RLLY NEAT IF THEY WERE A PROTOTYPE DOOMBOT THAT ENDED UP HAVING MORE FREEDOM AND CAPABILITY FOR GROWTH THAN INTENDED AND THEY'VE BEEN LIVING THEIR OWN LIFE SINCE (IDEALLY W/ VICTOR'S SUPPORT BC RESPECT FOR THE AUTONOMY OF HIS CITIZENS AND CREATIONS AND ALL THAT)

BONDING OVER THE TECHNOLOGICAL FUNCTIONS AND LIMITATIONS OF THEIR FORMS, THE PRESSURE TO APPEAR A SIMULACRUM OF A BIOLOGICAL ENTITY AND THE FEAR OF HOW OTHERS WOULD VIEW AND REACT TO THEIR TRUE SELVES, THE "I AM CONNECTED TO MY CREATOR, BUT I AM NOT HIM IN THE WAYS HE WAS HIMSELF AND I AM MORE THAT WHAT HE MADE ME FOR," THE STEMBOY SWAG, ETC........

I ALSO THINK IT COULD BE FUNKY TO EXPLORE LIKE. I AM AN INDIVIDUAL DISTINCT FROM MY CREATOR BUT I AM STILL TIED TO HIM. DO I FEEL OBLIGATED TO ONLY DRAW FROM HIS VISION? DO I FEEL GUILTY FOR ADDING ELEMENTS OF MY PERSONALITY TO HIS DESIGN OF ME? WOULD HE BE PROUD OF WHO I'VE BECOME?

TRULY THIS WAS JUST MEANT TO BE A VAGUE NOTION OF A POTENTIAL CHARACTER BUT I STARTED THINKING AND GOT HOOKED DJSLHFLSHFLS BUT YES HELLO

oh there literally are already feral doombots just Around. thats canon. they are... already sapient as far as im aware (but like, sapient in that they have enough of victor's memories and personality to successfully pretend to be him and sometimes for them to not know they aren't him. also they can feel pain. questioning why victor has made ten thousand cannon-fodder robots with also his whole brain in them which also can fully feel pain is a different post) but yeah feral doombots my beloved

there’s like…. at least two i know of. the one with the fancy coat and the one calling himself vincent that actually looks like a human, i love them. i have so many thoughts about feral doombots just Around and Vibin and its not like victor gives a shit. he can make new ones. whatever.

but also ;-; that's So good, especially if its somehow pre-reveal for iron man being Known as anything other than like, a human in an armor so perhaps he meets a doombot somehow (maybe it's stealing replacement parts from SI and when IM realizes that its not... actually taking anything dangerous hes like. oh. oh. because he's smart enough to also know why he isnt just going to get repaired like normal) and it's just, this sense of Recognition that iron man cannot say anything else

i think it would be good if it was like. iron man offers to help fix the bot. oor just, helps him. no expectation of anything else. and the doombot is supicious because of course it is, it was programmed by Paranoid Bastard Supreme, and it's not like iron man can even tell it why he wants to help it so badly, because even if he doesn't think it's actively a danger that doesn't mean giving it the information that he isn't human like everyone assumes wouldn't be... an incredibly bad idea. it's still attached to a supervillan, after all

(also sidenote but i am frothing at the mouth about potential doomquest in this universe it would be SO funny,,,,,, king arthur sends a pretty lady to iron man's room for "companionship" and iron man is just like. ah. ok. i dont know what is expected of me right now. also doomquest is very good to me, specifically, because its one of the only early comics things where almost anyone has more respect for tony than for iron man, which i enjoy, i think it would be SO good for airon man au especially if iron man is like. in danger of just... running out of power. technicallyyyyy i think this should also be a problem in canon, i think doomquest happens during chestplate era, where hes largely not able to go more than about a day without Dramatic Wall Outlet Time and yet hes fine just vibin in camelot (famously deprived of wall outlets) for at least a couple of days, but YEAH SEND AIRON MAN TO CAMELOT i think hed be both freaked out and also. sad that tony couldn't experience it. i think the background radiation of iron man's life is just... sadness that tony cannot experience any of the cool things he does)

but like... him continuing too help this doombot. maybe the doombot also helps him out somehow, as well. maybe subtly interveening in some fights. maybe giving iron man some neat lil tech tips. maybe a;klsdjfasdf the doombot still wants like. Something To Do and not just sit idle all the time or something so iron man hooks 'em up with a fuckin. tech support job. or like, product testing, for SI. something where he can just fix shit thats been broken in the stupidest ways or, try to destroy other things. who knows i dont. but maybe theres an attack at SI and iron man deals with it but hes damaged, and normally he'd like. hide away and do a quick n dirty patch job just so theres not obvious holes into nothing, but. the doombot follows him. and finds him. and its just... looking at eachother. knowing "oh fuck we're the same" and also "oh fuck he knows"

i think they should help fix eachother up and be buddies anyways it'd be good

[meeludrawz]

Coma - Part 1?

Hello! Idk how long this is so take yourself more than 10mins lmao I'm not sorry >:3 I always think that what I'm doing is cringe but it makes me so happy when I do it ngvhbbgvnhb Anyways, text under the cut @ackalice

"WAIT!!" Bulan slowly stood up, leaving her weapon on the ground and raised her hands in a placating way. The fierce wind blew her tears on each side of her head. Surrounded, she and Leo were both encircled by plenty of Kraang bots. Their guns were all aimed in their direction, but mostly her. Leo was lying on the ground, right next to her, and brushed Bulan's foot with the tip of his fingers. Silently and his eyes closed, he was asking her to not give up the battle yet but what else was she supposed to do when the love of her life was two seconds away from dying? "Please Kraangs! Let us go!" Seeing that they didn't react much, she continued. "I'll do anything you guys want! Please I'm begging you! I- I could even tell you where our lair is!" The snake lady glanced at them, they were too many guns pointed in her direction. "..B-Bu.... Lan.." The blue-masked turtle breathed, barely able to open his eyes. The snake lady threw a glance at Leo, she was having a hard time to even looking at him in this state. He did so much for her and now, because of her, he was going to die. Bulan had no choice but to betray the turtles.. Unwillingly, she faced back the Kraangs. [I'm so sorry Leo.. Please forgive me for what I'm about to do..] (<That is thinking)

Bulan slowly stood up, almost jolting as she felt a hand on her shoulder. The snake mutant examined her surroundings, the sun was long gone and only the dim purple lights of the room were on. Leo was lying in front of her while sitting on the floor, her arms resting on the mattress. Donnie was the one who woke her up, standing behind her, he gently patted her shoulder. "You should head to bed, it's late.." "Mhm.." Bulan mumbled, half awake as she tried to get up. She easily lost balance but Donnie was quick enough to catch her. "Your legs are asleep, it'll hurt a bit but I'm here don't worry" The purple-masked turtle helped her get to a chair. "How long have you been here, Bulan? Did you even.. eat?" The snake mutant didn't even answer any of his questions. She avoided them instead by asking another question. "Is he going to wake up soon?" Donnie sighed, she was a stubborn gal, wasn't she? "You're not helping yourself.. You need to eat" Silent and unmoving, Bulan kept her gaze on Leo, hoping that he would wake up. Since he fell into a coma, she became the complete opposite of what she was. She wouldn't eat, wouldn't sleep and would almost never leave his side. "Bulan I-" The purple masked turtle started but immediately sighed. "If I tell you how he's doing, do you promise to go eat and sleep?" This time, she looked at Donnie. The snake mutant didn't answer but the purple-masked turtle didn't need any to know that's what she wanted. Donatello then started, once again, to explain that his vital signs were stable and that he was even showing brain activity. (Listen I don't know shit about the doctor vocabulary so just imagine alright? lmao) That meant Leo could wake up anytime but it still has been 6 months since the last time he was fully awake. "He got badly hurt, but now that he's healed, he could and should, wake up anytime soon" Bulan's legs weren't asleep anymore so she got up, holding her stomach and grabbed Leo's hand with both of her hands. "Please wake up soon.. We all miss you so much.." She whispered before glancing down at her stomach. The snake lady then glanced back up at him. "I don't want them to grow up without their father.."

Sitting at his desk, Donnie was working on some little projects at his pc. He couldn't do much because of the size of his new lab and also because of his older brother's presence. He couldn't risk harming Leo by playing around with gadgets and stuff. Donnie took a sip of his coffee and spotted his brother moving in the reflection of his black mug. He quickly turned his head around, but Leo looked as dead as before. The turtle sighed, it has been 5 days since he had this small conversation with Bulan. He spoke to the others about her health and since then, they were all trying their best to change her mind. Bulan was still visiting Leo, of course, but it was less frequent than before. Not her fault if the others were all trying to kidnap her to go shopping and other stuff like this. And, at least, she was eating and sleeping more. "As a scientist, I-.. I don't know if you're ever gonna wake up.. But as your brother.. I'm just like Bulan, I wish- No- I really hope you're gonna wake up" He smiled a little. "You know.. You were right about Space Heroes, it's a good show. Some parts aren't logic at all but it's still good. Just don't tell Mikey or Raph" Donnie scoffed but his smile quickly vanished. "I don't know what I was expecting.." He mumbled as he got up from his chair. It was late and he wanted to sleep so he saved his project on his computer and turned it off. "..Bu-.. Lan" A quick gasp came out of Donnie's mouth. He turned around so fast that he almost tripped on his own legs. His older brother still wasn't moving so he hesitated, was he hallucinating? Usually he started to hallucinate after 3 days of not sleeping.. But he slept yesterday- "..Bulan-.." Donatello saw Leo's lips moving. "OHMYGODLEO-" He muffled his own screaming behind his hand as he started to examine his brother. "D-Donnie?" The blue masked turtle whispered, half-awake and half-confused. "Where's-" He started but quickly shut himself as Donnie's hand was almost shoved into his face. "How many fingers do you see?" Leo rolled his eyes. "Three" "Alright, okay that's good, really good- If uh you feel nauseous or maybe if you have a headache- Literally anything that feels off, just tell me alright?" Donnie spoke fast, maybe a little too fast for Leo. "Wha- Why, where's Bulan?" Leo confusedly asked as he sat up. "Heyheyheyhey- Don't get up yet, Leo you just came out of a coma" Leo glanced at his brother and blinked. "What- How long- How long was I out?" The purple masked turtle looked at his watch, he mumbled as he calculated. "About 6 months, 5 days and-" Leo shoved his hand on his brother's mouth. He maintained eye contact with Donnie. "Six months, got it" Leo removed his hand. "What happened?" "Your memory seems intact so far so I guess a little recap shouldn't be too much" Donnie started, he grabbed his chair closer to Leo's bed and sat down. "We.. Lost the battle against the Kraangs and we were forced to leave. Because-" "Bulan told them where our lair was" Leo interrupted him, again. "About that, Leo, please don't get mad, she did what she thought was best and without her, you would've died" The purple-masked turtle waited for an answer by looking at Leo, but he never spoke so he continued. "Elina gave birth to a boy, his name is- No, I think it's better if she tells you herself. Mikey's being quite responsible about him, it'll probably be some kind of shock for you but-" He cleared his throat, here he was again, about to ramble. "Anyways Bulan is- Erm" He hesitated. Would it be best if he discovered by himself or if he told him?

"Bulan what? Is she okay? Where is she? I thought she would be there-" Leo's eyes widened. "Dee, don't tell me she's with the Kraangs since then" Donnie's eyes also widened. "Nonononono! Of course not! She just hasn't been sleeping or eating a lot lately so I'd prefer if you waited until morning to see her and the others. It'll leave you some time to rest a bit before they toss you around and overwhelm you" Leo confusedly looked at his brother. He examined his surroundings and his glance fell on Donnie's digital clock. 2:43am. He raised a "brow" toward his brother. Donatello chuckled awkwardly, scratching the back of his head. "Stop looking at me like that, I was gonna sleep but you woke up" "I think you should worry about someone else" Leo scoffed. "Auuughhh don't remind meee.." Donnie whined before they both laughed together.

"Okay so I couldn't find your mask, Bulan probably has it, but I got your clothes. I fixed the holes in your pants and-" Donnie stopped himself as he realized that Leo wasn't there. "Leo?" He called as he checked around, even in the bathroom. No turtle in sight. "Oh god, where is he?" Donnie slightly panicked as he ran out of his lab. The snake mutant was awake, she was slowly walking toward the kitchen since she was hungry. Well no, she was craving something in particular. Chocolate and mustard, what a strange combo. She even thought it was weird, but being pregnant, it was probably not that uncommon. Bulan started eating her strange combo until she heard footsteps getting closer. "I know, I know, I'm supposed to bed in bed but I got this craving and-" She dropped her chocolate.

--------------------------------------------------------------------- YOU GUYS DON'T KNOW HOW HARD THEY BOTH ARE TO DRAW BUT I HAD SO MUCH FUN THOUGH I almost cried at some point because gosh, it's so romantic *melts while sobbing*

Also don't worry Donnie, Leo found his mask :) Idk if there's going to be another part to this

[lawtistic]

my icon logan tagged me for the tag game 

name/nickname: liam/L !! i have many nicknames given to me by 6 other shitheads and they vary from loincloth to lemur (i hate them all)

height: 5′4 (~162 cm), ive been called tall tho? im... not very tall im very average actually

sign: aquarius sun, capricorn moon and rising if those matter

song in my head: diana by one direction (its been literal years since ive heard it i have actually zero clue why this is happening)

number of followers: i will say very low and majority of them are bots i dont care enough to block but i pride myself on that so

amount of sleep: i was up freaking out over a social situation til like 2am and woke up at 7 but usually i go to bed around 10pm (22:00) and wake up at 6am

dream job: if you asked me this a year ago i would have given you a 4 page essay about how im working to get involved in film production somehow but now i just want a stay at home job where im not expected to cry on a daily basis

currently wearing: t shirt leggings leather jacket. i wear this every day its comfortable its my style and nobody expects anything different from me

media that summarizes you: i hate watch a lot because i find it funny but because of that i cant really think of anything since i havet seen a lot of stuff i genuinely like. maybe lady bird? even then thats a big if

aesthetic: fucking 2015 5sos core. ive never in my life been a 5sos fan but it just feels fitting since i drown myself in 2010s nostalgia constantly and they just radiate the median between grunge and beach dudes

favorite author(s): i dont really read a lot? the only book ive really cherished in my lifetime is a million ways home by dianna dorsi wingnet so probably her. i read a lot of beverly cleary like 10 years ago too

favorite song: i dont have a singular one but some of my favorites are absinthe by idkhow, pretty face by public, favorite poison by fuller, stay with me by better love, and touch by animal sun

fav instrument: that ive played, viola because it was easy but ive always thought saxophones were cool

 fun fact: my birthday lands on a very controversial upcoming holiday thats within the next 2 weeks

i would tag theo for this but id rather just aggressively hint it at him and let him find it himself (also i dont remember how his user is formatted and dont feel like looking for it. hes also the only active person on tumblr that doesnt scare me)

[chaoticrobotics]

Question for all including map bot:do you all have ages gust wondering 💭 and sun so happens that someone called you a nerd so what happened to them and moon what was your reaction to that

Freddy: Of course we have ages! It actually changes on which question you ask! We don't have a specific mental age other than it being coded that we are adults, but our physical age depends on certain factors.

For me and Chica, our specific code has been around for about 10 years, though we believe our AI advanced to have a conscious state around 8 or 9 years ago. However, we have only been Glamrocks for 6 years! So depending on your definition of age, we could be 10, 9, 8, or 6 years old physically! But remember, we are robots so our mental and coded ages are much different from humans!

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Roxy: It's rude to ask ladies their age!

Chica: Oh come on Roxy, they are just curious! Besides, it's different for robots! :3

Roxy: I... I guess...

Chica: Me and Freddy are the oldest at 10 years old, we've been Glamrocks for like, 6 of those years though! *nudges Roxy* Your turn!

Roxy: ....I'm.... *mumbles*

Chica: Come on Roxy, no one will make fun of you! I promise! And if they do, I'll beat them up haha!

Roxy: *rolls eyes* No you won't. But... thanks. Uh, well. I'm actually the youngest... at 3 years old....

Chica: And there's nothing wrong with being the youngest! Moon made sure Monty wouldn't make fun of you again, and this time I'LL make sure no one makes fun of you for being the youngest! *hugs Roxy*

Roxy: 0////////0 Th-thanks!

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Monty: Well, let's see. *swings golf club* damn.... I started the era of the Glamrocks... and that was like... what? 7? Year ago?

Mapbot: *holding bag of golf clubs* 6 years ago is the start of the Glamrocks. Same time STAFF bots were added to the Pizzaplex. The ball is not within bounds.

Monty: I KNOW THAT! I didn't MEAN to hit it that hard! You gave me the wrong club!

Mapbot: I am just equipped with the item. I have not used it.

Monty: Whatever! *takes a different club* But uh yea, me and Mapbot are 6 years old apparently. *goes back to golfing*

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DJMM: Oh, I'm 8 years old! Almost coming up to a decade! Pretty sure that's when my warranty expires... If it hasn't already... I did get that new upgrade last year, so maybe they extended it, hmmm. Oh sorry about that! Just thinking out loud now!

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Moon: "Pfffft! Someone called you a nerd? Hah! I must have been asleep for that!"

Sun: It wasn't funny! And they got put in the timeout corner for the correct amount of time then went off to do whatever else it is they wanted to do. As for ages, Moon will answer since he's better at the whole keeping track of us stuff! *turns light off*

Moon: I still can't believe someone called you a nerd, you nerd hehehe.

Sun: "Hey! >:("

Moon: Okay okay, I'm answering the question now. Hehe. Well, you see, it depends. Are you asking how old we are at the Pizzaplex? In this specific body? When we were first ever made? Active time? There's a LOT of answers that can even vary between the two of us.

Generally, we've been working at the Pizzaplex for a total of 8 years. About active 2 years in the old Daycare, about 2 years inactive while the indoor Daycare was being built, and then we just passed or are going on 4 active years in this new body and Daycare. Though, I was only active for about 3 of those 4 years. So by technicality, Sun's been active for 6 years and I've been active for 5 years here. Probably close to 6 though.

And by active, I mean working with kids and stuff. That 2 year gap between Daycares we were basically asleep, and the year I've been inactive is just all the time's I've been just hanging out in the back of Sun's head and all that.

Sun: "You made that so complicated."

Moon: I was just being specific. Anyway! Less specific, but other than working at the Pizzaplex, we were technically made 21 years ago. We worked at Fazbear Pizzeria for about 5 years, then had a year break to be refurbished into Playtimes. There we worked for about 5 years as Playtimes until... stuff happened. Then another break of like 2 years before being turned into daycare bots and working for the Pizzaplex. Give or take a few months here and there.

Sun: "Wow, it's really been that long huh?"

Moon: Yup. I tried to stay general because trust me, if I got anymore specific, things would be even more confusing, but I didn't want to just say, 'Yea, we are 21 years old' because that just takes away all we been through. At least that's how I feel I guess...

Sun: "I'm sure they understood fairly well!"

Moon: Hopefully...

[synonymouswithanonymous]

double edged sword

Or is it multi edged? Another long post of my thoughts. 😛

So I find it funny that now Johanne is getting shit for decisions she hasn't even made yet. They're not even married yet (not that that really means much anymore when having kids) to have kids. But MAYBE they want to move her in so it'll be "perfect" like he said (I imagine moving is difficult during a travelling musical, but she's partially already there lol clothes wise). Then get engaged, be married for a little bit before kids and just enjoy the time together? Like a regular or Normal life!  Unless they want to have them right now. Their careers are going well. They've got projects lined up. I thought people were saying they're moving " too fast" lol? Now people are saying she's going to withhold babies from him? Give them a minute lol. Let them move at their pace, not yours. They'll live how they want to live.

They've moved the goalposts of hate once again. Maybe it's bc they look so happy? 😊 maybe it's bc she's moving in?

Now the hate narrative is going this way....Some have decided she only pretends to be motherly to trap Alex.  😂😂😂 Some have decided that her career is too big now for her to stop and have a child. Really? They can read minds through pictures and videos on instagram? 😂😂😂 again that's not how gut feelings work (in person contact is needed). This really makes me laugh. The mental rhythmic gymnastics behind hyper focused negativity towards this lady is astonishing.

But even COO's of F500 fame have children, as women. Ballet dancers start families and go back to their careers too. Actresses have been giving birth and going back to studios many times.

She could probably take 2-3 years off after Wicked and then make a comeback easy, for the right part. And considering Askepots success and her talent, they'll probably want her back too. 😊😊😊 same for Alex.

And with Wicked lined up, unless a surprise happens (I don't like using the word accident for a baby, but surprises!) 😊😊😊  I doubt they'd be actively trying for one right now (just a guess). What's wrong with that? Nothing. 

Also isn't this the same "fan" group/ haters that predicted she'd already be pregnant? Or will be pregnant any day now. 😂 Using that to "trap him" or "keep him." By estimation of these guesses she should've already given birth before Askepot premiered. lol. 😂😂😂

If she gets pregnant watch, they'll flip the script BACK again and say she did it to trap him, manipulate him etc. Even if it happens after marriage. Lol

the hate she gets is getting more irrational by the day.  But they keep changing up hate theories for them both, to recycle later. Rinse and repeat. 😂😂😂

Sidenote: I can't imagine if they get engaged and she starts planning a wedding and posts like Gee Hirst is posting for her wedding, how much absolute hate she'll get for posting anything. Anyway love Gee Hirst too, and I love her posts about her wedding, hair, dress and her ring! She's so happy! Makes me happy. 😊😊😊 But if Johanne ever does even a fraction of the same kind of posts for anything, the hate will flow through the haters like they're Palpatine.

Also I think most of his follower loss has been mostly from Bots. Meta deletes billions of bots every quarter from FB & IG so I don't think his numbers go down bc people are actively unfollowing him. It's just bots. Lol they target celeb accounts for some reason, and then get deleted. One article estimated bots account for 28% of the followers on celeb accounts. There's even a feature now for users to review and delete bots, maybe he's deleting them? Or Meta is. 😊😊😊 so I'm not sure why that's a big deal to some people either. Or proof that he's not taking care of fans, or its somehow magically her fault.

[ladygoofball]

A Shady Love Poem from the office of Cassandra Apparently

For Apparently, Nobody. Fuckers. If you want Inanna's story? You'll keep reading. If not, feel free to scroll on by and accept my little written kiss sounds

kiss muah muah lovie lovie thank you for the time.

I just love pushing the boundaries of what is possible because the only thing I've ever been good at is fantasizing a better life for myself. I'm just nobody though, don't quote me on that.

To clarify it is to the same audience as my Battle Worn Boots poem. I'm tired of figuring out the meaning of words. You might say I've been chasing some wild geese for crumbs. What the hell do I know though? I'm just a lady! An American at that!

Another application? In this economy?! Come on. I've done thousands over the course of 7 years, and I'm pretty sure that is not hyperbole but I can't look in my emails without feeling a sense of disgust in my own behavior. Call it an official Strike Declaration.

The offices of Cassandra Apparently calls that? Witchcraft. Ereshkigal's crypto-testimonial (free of as many negative effects to the environment as humanly possible so better than crypto currency) is below the cut. The vibe? Keep that li'l diddy on repeat.

DATE OF PREDICTION: Basically all of 2024 so far. Assholes.

First off? Fuck you for questioning that authenticity. That needs to be said in no uncertain terms. Call me Absolute Truth, if you dare. I won't accept that in writing that needs to be told TO my face. That's where my self respect is, raise the bar any higher and I'll be happy to take this shit elsewhere tyvm (thank you very much in american gods damned english)

The spirits told me?

CALL THE PROJECT CASSANDRA!!!

I knew They'll say "No, that's too good to be true!" The bots will prevent the word from Reaching you. I did it anyway. That's too bold? Cool now I have to code switch to flirting because characters are limited and have to jump through hoops to prove I'm not trying to do that with any real ass person right now.

I say? I'll keep knocking until I get answers. As politely as possible until it might get to be too late. That's called good cyber security working out of courtesy to save something worth fighting for, Your Honor. What if there was a better world that I could show you?

I keep them begging. Yearning for the definition of the word. I am a Lit'rary thirst trap on the world wide web. I'll be Miss spider for a second and keep going anyway.

Oh...yes? GIVE IT TO ME, PLEASE!!!!

Bitch, "please"?

Just "please"? Not even dolling it up for me?

THE queen of 2020 hindsight? Come on.

You know what, now I have to start laying some ground rules. Call them boundaries, a steel sword in a marriage bed, or whatever. That's why I'm so activated anyway, I'm now in military generational trauma land Your Honor.

Yes, it is kind of your fault...but Yes it is kind to know people care. No, I'm not really that angry but Witness Ereshkigal cannot rest this case until it she knows it has been WITNESSED. Inanna does not come out for just anyone. /genuine.

I just have to set some HARD LINES IN THE SAND. I call that: building a wall with just imaginary bricks and mortar since the economy is collapsing and border walls are a poor concept in real life anyway. I call that Quality American Craftsmanship, a dying breed. I watched "Adventures from the Book of Virtues", I know when something is just a lesson and when something is direct. That was how I went to sleep thanks to good ole public television.

Rules for Conducting Business with Cassandra Actually, if you want to come into her house and beg her forgiveness for not listening to her sooner.

For the Camp Records: No, You don't personally have to, but someone should at this point for fuck's sake.

Rule 1: JUST PLEASE?! If this elvish paradise isn't enough for you, then hand me the keys. I'll drive US somewhere better, eh? We can call that Manifest Destiny without slaughtering native peoples and not endangering anyone in the process for being too on the nose. If that's not possible? I get it, but somebody has to try to get something better for me and for the record? I'm very happy to do it by myself thank you very much. My grandmother owns her own building. It's in my blood to seek the best for myself. Noni would approve, and she calls me frequently to provide tech support for her because she can't work a computer to get tenants. I don't have a single aspect of what I do on this WWW that is not exploited by someone, so that's why it has to be like that.

Rule 2: Do not do me the discourtesy of keeping their names from my shit list. If they bother any of you, bring them to me. I'll show them a way around a word or two. I've written thousands just for myself and nobody gets to see that before I am finished.

That last song probably got old by now, so you know what? Let's throw in another one to change the audience and the tone without putting words to what I'm doing for once in my gods damned life.

Rule 3: If I swing and I tell You to Duck? Then, bitch you had better get Quacking. That's not putting too much emphasis on the timeline, that's running out of funds to write checks that I can't cash if I wanted to because Nobody says it is not safe for me there. My entire Organization is on the line. I still honor the value of words, which is a craft that is apparently lost on these ghosts.

Rule 4: I may have been here for a while now, but I do NOT make time for anyone who can't get their damned facts straight. Even if it hits them over the head with ACME's Anvil. Bugs Bunny ass. That's not my problem, Your Honor. That sounds like a pissed off spirit. Too bad the art of Necromancy is dead in this place. If only a wizard knew how to Divine the cards as well as we can. A shame, really.

He must not be a master of the school of Divination like he claims to be!

Rule 5: I do not have time and will not make time for anyone who cannot get their facts STRAIGHT. It's the only straight thing about me, all these facts that I have are the definition of the straight and narrow.

He says that the way I hit it makes him forget his words? Try harder than that!

He says I must be celestial with all these angels singing in the chorus? Try harder than that!

The tone shifts away again? She can't keep doing this, but They say "Third time is the charm!"

Bozo Apparently asks: WHO THE FUCK HEALED YOU? WHO LAID HANDS? WHO CHARGED? THE GOOSE GIRL?? Over 400 hours, assholes. And weeks of playing with wild geese on the internet. 3 different runs through the Holy Narrative and I refuse to play through Act two until my eyes stop burning and my psyche is healed. I know how to play a video game or two and I know far better ones I can spend my time with. Ask Matthew Mercer who my last man might have been. Call that? Rune Factory 4 approves.

Did you say: Only a General could get them stepping this fast?

Bozo says: It could have been too late, sorry I'm a bit rushed! The economy is collapsing and industries I keep trying to get into are shutting me out faster than I can count how many weeks my unemployment checks. It's not that bad, all things considered, but if I was more than a half inch away from losing my familiars with no other options to save them I would not call myself Witch.

Bitch. Fuck a closing paragraph.

Wait, one last recommendation? Watch "The Social Dillema" and tell me I'm looking too into subliminal messaging online again motherfucker. You might as well add the Lizzie Bennet Diaries youtube series to your media diet too, while you're at it.

[ndnspring2023]

How Not to Look Like a Spambot

A spambot on here is a blog that tries to get people to view (usually sexually explicit) content as a means to an end.

If you've been following along with the presentation, congratulations! You don't look like a spambot!

…this is going to need more context. Remember what the blog looked like before any customization and following happened?

By means of comparison, here's what the blog of the average spambot looks like:

This is why I initially focused on customization. If you start following people these days without bothering to make your blog look like a real person uses it first, you're probably going to get mistaken for a bot and blocked on sight.

Usually, spambots will have their blog's appearance on default settings, follow a bunch of random people, and have no post history beyond whatever they're trying to make you click. Sometimes the icon will be of a random woman: these things never use pics of masculine people for some reason. This ties into the statement I made earlier about photos of people as avatars; unless a sizable portion of the general public could recognize the pic as being of a specific person, icons depicting what society considers to be a conventionally attractive woman will be considered evidence of potential spambot-ness.

These things come and go in waves, meaning you could go a month without seeing any bot activity and suddenly have a couple bots pop up daily. (Un)fortunately none showed up while I was working on this presentation, but I do have a picture saved of what it looks like when they appear in your notifications.

This is from a more recent wave, where the bots have started using usernames that could plausibly be used by real people. Prior to that, they tended to use keysmashes or first names followed by numbers/gibberish:

Fun fact: By volume, 95% of the blogs I block are spambots. The other 5 percent are real users, but they ship characters who really shouldn't be in a romantic relationship together and I don't want to see that.

Most of these have icons that are still clearly defaults, even through pixelization. The exception is the one second from the top, which is using a photo of two ladies in bikinis that almost certainly doesn't depict anyone running the bots.

Getting rid of them is simple: go to their blog, click the icon with three dots, report them for being a bot, and block the account.

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Nerves of the Womb Activated

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 today is the twenty third of March

my eldest son has his fortieth birthday in a day

Last night I was raped for ten hours

None stop it went on all night

It’s called an unorthodox experiment

They pay young men to come to the lab

And rape my old womb of over half a century

I have been raped by seventy five such men

 They discovered it during the birthing process

They irritate the womb by laser

Another form of concrete in the womb

And I can’t help wondering

How many poor mentally deranged girls

Had to have abortions

After they too had this treatment

Which they wouldn’t understand at all..

 This womb which carried five children

Which knew over twenty years of happiness

Children playing, family praying together

Was disrupted and destroyed for a mad scientist

Who had new ideas which are totally outdated

Conrete in the womb ideas, going on for a long time now

Oddly the woman boss of Research used to thieve herself

 We women dare not speak of these male horrors

We in particular thought it was left behind

The Red Army did this everywhere

But it was better to forget

Not to remember the girls on the streets of Bratislava

Kalashnikovs pointed at the people

The mother couldn’t stop talking of it for over ten years

We became silent here and then I read a book

It is called African Women’s Poetry

 In this book I found that Africa is the same as here

All I am suffering they too suffer but not the same

From post blocking to rape no difference

Except that African women describe these acts

Which we find difficult to describe even in parts

So I have decided it is time to write about the truth

After twenty years of this horror treatment and rape

It is while we women cover it all up it goes on and on

They use no name only a case number so no one can find out

Atrocities on a case number disregard any pain they are told

 Last night my womb was raped for ten hours

There is no point in telling of the pain and agony

And only my youngest son hears me sobbing

And maybe the neighbours through the wall when I scream..

By a wordless faceless rogue lab hidden by the Health Ministry

How many women too weak to survive have died

Sleep deprivation the lot and there isn’t a thing we can do about it

And this is the twentieth year and they have destroyed twenty families

And South  Africa is not much different to Blighty……

And tomorrow it will be the same again..  

  was Sharon excessed? The Chaos theory in action all on the major computer anyone with the cancer gene from President to street cleaner Get it.. the French guy and a whole list of others the newest controllers of the world from highest to lowest nearly.. sounds too weird to be true that's how they get away with it and all those at the top know it and say nothing plenty know.. just look into history it was inconceivable that civilised people they wouldn't do that they did and it was too late unbelievable.. so all of you who have been excessed I am one of them I know what they can do I and others know who you are some of you does Sharon join your ranks? the new world power....

 No Sides Of ten million german jewish citizens forty six thousand and a half fell for their Kaiser. If only they had helped us to fight Hitler

 Make Love Not War The Sergeant took welcomed often food.. to the ladies guns shoot Life is only once life has no value life wasted life lived guns shoot Violence is physical Physical nerve nerves in adrenalin sex is physical sex and violence guns shoot mazbe death comes here in the terrible Soviet unwished killing joy not death guns shoot the three in bed the Russian lines push the three in bed past deaf and dumb to all suns shoot the Sergeant realised too late behind the Russian lines the three in bed joy bots out all guns shoot mother and daughter Sergeant as sister smiling lovely dames at their games guns shoot three laughing gaily walking through the Russian lines one german Sergeant safe and sound lived one more day guns shoot Love not War!

 Siberian Gulag Kolhosp for everyone accountant refuses to cook the books honest. uncommunist activity boss imprisoned wrongly escape a white blanket of snow home frozen to the waist childless becomes writer homesick....

 which enemy? No one protects the population not even the lawyers Nor does the population believe in God! The Rotten Apple they say! a guilty research lab operating in the Capital oversteps the mark they broke international law they had been breaking internal law don't interfere, our citizens they told the Queen they told the Prime Minister they told the Health Minister Please good sirs, let US fix it we will fix it we will fix them use the family onto death use them for every illegal crime use them for every unworkable programme he who dares win they crow war against the helpless solid citizen Britain will Benefit...?

 Experimental Will I go down for this one? Yes, totally illegal... Better make it count then.

 Carte Blanche for Research All atrocities and crimes will be sorted out by us, loopholes blocked Victims, who helped us to rebuild, Human Rights will be blocked No money for Compensation only for Benefits, normal advancement blocked

 CHristopher Robin the Oxford Grad. C.R. the oxford grad went up to Oxford to see his Prof. I've written a couple of books now Sir guaranteed sales from the research lab a case of hots by the old lady boss wanted to make a toy boy of me her ardour was wasted as me she never tasted (I did learn something at Oxford it seems) though dozens of others she'd pasted this work comes from a new type of machine a secret to the nation who are on it being done work done by our mental retard study case (that's me, elderly teacher) at inferior Uni's and Poly's like Sheffield Uni and Uni of the East End and yes, we must have been mental to stay here! She whizzed it through her high power science computer packaged it ready for sales and sold as me so Sir,  now I am one of her fifty or so products a product of everyones' taxes donated by their Ministry! so trawling for fellas by this randy dame has made an author of others and me!

 copywrite and copyright! When is a jewish junior Minister not really a jewish junior Minister? when he takes another history! That looks good he sighed checking all I wrote at University Degrees I want to write too.. as processing illegally had results. They keep us on the lab screen prisoners on their lab computer only east european dirt they called us.. to Mr Kissinger and Mr Kasper. please give us money. Instead of the middle eastern deserts come to sell and tell in the East my people can have their histories set into the lush lands of Europe and Siberia just change hers into poor cobblers.. so here I want to put the record straight Catharina Bertodi (I still have her certs) people came with the entourage of the Queen of Genoa when she wed King Philip of Hungary Housekeeper at the big house in Royal Hungary Head Cook, good food and silver provided.. wed at thirty-one the twenty year old Fekete (I still have the certs) nineteen healthy children and worked ALL EDUCATED with Professions to follow and the station Master Fekete (they came from the Urals and Irkutzk fourteenth century) still tended his station at eighty eight Their son Josef, my heroic grandad who helped his jewish friends to stay alive under the noses of the Nazis married an austrian farmer's daughter, wealthy Uncle the Priest, younger son, cared constantly and all the aunts floated down the Danube regularly had ten children, some alive ALL EDUCATED at expensive private Ursuline Convent in the new country of Masaryk who promised all nations, religions and cultures were to live equally, and did until the next leader came along! Then under communism, we lost all our businesses. 'fraid we are capitalists to the bone. Junior Health Minister, please don't bullshit! On the bus to Barnsley College where I taught Asylum seekers, new citizens as Jasper used remote to powder the bone in my arm pain like that you can't imagine and I've had five children, big ones microsound declared The poor jews have no backgrounds their reason for taking that of others! Chagall too copied the traditional Ukrainian work Bullshit! if you lived you had a history... and I for one am proud of mine, the good, the bad and the evil (yes, grandfather had a mistress and two more kids) but maybe that is the Hun fault we actually love ourselves the good, the bad and the evil and don't want to be anybody else.. all to cover the Research lab copying all my work written and painted as their own.. packaged for them with guarantees by the lab and its Ministry Good use for tax money, what? the jewish wives and families of the quacks! come on fellas, get straightened out with all your power. Junior Health Minister, get some brains will you!

 Please could you tell me why? Painting the sun rhyming the moon describing the stars I teach young and old but you've reduced me to open complaint why do you hate me so? Promised equal citizenship we came with admiration for you as a child I modelled myself on you Stateless, I wanted to be like you with no one else to copy why do you hate me so? Solid hard working citizens here artisans in our home countries not aggressive in any way generous, don't cheat, firm and fair we don't even look very different to you why do you hate me so? Why do I ask? this is pertinent the world is filled with prejudices scaled large or small, local or global after so many decades here it amounts to the same for me we love, you hate! over half a century here.

 Prostituting truth woe is me they do not like my words of truth 'I don't like the way she writes' she writes the truth but surely there is room for imagery, metaphors and truth all I can do is leave these shores there they listen to the truth! is that why the sun set upon the empire? dreams, lacking  truth.

 THE QUEEN'S PARDON The Queen gave Queen's pardon to the whole bunch of knaves. Lied to by Ministers alike I descendant from Turin of the entourage of Q. Elizabeth of Genoa Upon her marriage to K. Philip of Hungary feel this in my very bones. Then TWICE she ordered them to stop. Too late the hounds having smelt blood take no more orders!

 The King of France and other famous people Francoise had always said Kings are made by people to care for the welfare of people and for this are given gold artists are made by God to delight the people and for this are given only critiscsm but he did not know about research which kills artists and makes its own in its own mould using all for itself but that is bad science more deadly than bad art but more effective than bad kings! whilst Mr Christian Barnard heard the inadmissable machine at St Barths enlarged now the hearts microsounding that is what we have done please be aware they cheat and guess who is on it now who will die next doctors can't treat because they don't know how this works and don't believe it does work we also took your father's heart same reason the circle it is just an idea all things have to work in circles all to the lab must create endless circles Barnard's hospital picked up our beam to the big apple we want disablement please obey to fight for life destroy all help and tie what will be the result? Circles required for passes for students. they're using the programme over and over all you are hearing is the replay constant in the trial WE provide the 'facts' if it is written humanity thinks it reads facts yet will not listen to words so write your complaints! each boy coming into the lab squeezes her heart even as victim stands teaching and arms, to powder the bone and..and. One black boy watching his screen asked why, no one drinks in their family what am I supposed to use no one does the other either so you lie with all your facts we'll let all the Africans to the lab then we can use them for the experiments each student's country is then used at our finger tips for ever there on a machine permanently won't come so give them incentives now at last - another russian and fetch the Slovaks the circle for Maxwell (and her and family) and you wont get anywhere in China we will see to that you can work there Hong Kong still does our bidding paid well, however crooked! they keep that probe thumping banging her head all night give no rights and thyroid laser and the rest not even simpletons deserve that so that's what happens to simpletons never mind a perfectly honest teacher is it because she stayed calm a student asks. had they got her into a mental home she would never have got out so now they have to use remote laser for the future Empire invisibly held Mrs stani working for the lab says I've done my bit of bashing (we break legs and arms regularly on the machine) from me, limp from now on lass so now I want my reward the Slovaks will only come for a while, they soon get the point I wanted to see how long she'd last the english girl, Lynne who thought of brain crushing three germans thought of vein clots with other horrors but they always do do they have to be so damned efficient even when killing and maiming but the girls and Stanis are the worst they arn't experimenting they just don't click on quickly enough Which bosses are in the lab who will bite ALL your work as a book to write so her opinions are on our file we try them all out on you however trite A programme which flashes round the world constantly on, day and night its ok you don't have to use it on your nationals just ours..sacrificing brits for this Now give her the heart of a fat woman now stop her menstruating counting chromosomes just as in Hitler's time bleating 'they see to it we rise our reward for using the illegal programme all we have to do is keep repeating and knocking harder and harder use that in Mental Homes keep on and on repeating and repeating' and I have ninety grand debts no choices.' Reuter picked up the beams bounce and the banks allow us to rob her accounts just the government playing as they have nothing but their praying still being covered by copyists press her heart now and then as different tormentors are paid to come to torment different people and create unneeded operations. Good God they came to the West for safety! one gave ten year old Faysal an aneurysm in this 'what if' game they play say nothing and hope for the best not having been used for physical torture by laser only mental by remote don't even know now it's all turned physical and nasty mother had bashed ribs and cracked spine from their work at nearly ninety Mucky Klaus the German that was, laser pressure too heavy but she's so old hope for the best father manslaughtered only messing they smile but now I remember the good Pastor they came for them all and I said nothing then they came for me and I had been a coward and said nothing and no one could say for me so start saying but no one believes just as then. squeezing my skull and brain the girl decided would hasten my death a bash at a kidney there, a chest there how long can anyone last? after the war they did that to german farmers formed a circle round them and kicked and kicked then they called it revenge what is it now, research researching what. Boss said the chest was because the coal miners had had to lug waggons, women too so they died of exhaustion heaviest possible pressure on her chest now please. So we came to Britain for this? the girl watching on the screen Lorraine and the rest at the hospital put the machine full on has been pressing head and heart since and now I understand why I should have said earlier! we had truely believed in this country, we really did and still can't believe this is here panic stations a lab out of control but keep it silently, silently but silently even at Mass totally surrounded microsound breaks up sound as it travels to that on the machine the worst prison ever known Prayer too debased and has to be distorted prayer gives comfort so they change one word here and there to turn prayer to insult adding all the psychi-nonsense of evil since nineteen ninety one till it becomes unbearable to go then they've won using this microsound they say 'we don't need or believe and seriously they call themselves GOD so it is your hard luck' Meddle-son New Year Day someone important came into the lab today microsound whispered remember I am supposed to know they tell them at the top we are part of it calms their guilt and tell their own from overseas we are volunteers most of it is unrepeatable he was shown Lindsey's film and told it was me and read their file Lindsey is a second rate porn movie starlet Sydney at the BBC must have found (there is a tiny dark studio at the back of the BBC) who follows instructions and the file is them 'deselect girl' has been busy too friends for Christmas and New Year changing spellings so nothing makes sense wiping out letters and messages just as they confiscated parcels to the grand kids and post taken, all signed that they can take somewhere, somehow.. just as Hitler had done, all legally same group as the medical experiments in the camps adds britain is murderous but only to its friends (we helped to rebuild this island) comeback for a refresher in torture all are asked we'll pay and say you are the best and create more circles within circles. health no longer stable hard luck a teacher harassing last night was one of the worst its Mogli (they give each other names) the Indian was allowed the run of the lab started his own experiments didn't you stop? interested in what he did in his own torturous way we told them you had lost all feelings so intensity has to go way up the laser only follows commands most easy to lie as you never complain trying to get a reaction night after night as higher up personages die, you're still lucky. night time will make it seem a nightmare unreality added yours was a very happy marriage we shouldn't have broken up we checked and no one has literally ever been tortured so badly here not since medieval days so no one will believe as laser doesn't leave a single mark or bruise and there is no replacement therapy for brain so squeeze to dull your thoughts turn you into a vegetable we'll all be safe by the time you are released but today it was all day too for Meddle-son's delight no doubt we don't let them see the real you only we watch day and night. DOn't let that Austrian student in the back he'll guess what's going on taking out hair remote, freezing people in their homes giving pain without a care and that is all we need for him to become aware we pay them so we play our game the second day of the year keep the patter going it sends them mad on the computer on airwaves tried out already in America banned, shelved and filed doesn't work and without the constant torture called a probing in genteel english manner did she actually do these things the new lab participant asks oh, not really a simpleton do tell the Queen we don't need her permission any more Hitler did all that too his evil took over research 'it can't happen here so we showed it could' and they wouldn't even see that is how the prison is 'we made every crime happen' put the books with the Egyptian's presents it will be under his nose but he is too busy being english to see like us, he can't believe this could happen here you go ma'am, leave I am no expert but this is the vilest of crimes said he.. Young man we had this only sixty years agoexactly this..we want the Mafia cleaning out for Beslam now our prize..each internal crisis is paid for. we will do the impossible research has laid siege to the world- again but heavens why pinch paintings and poetry for their staff to print have they NO ideas of their own at all.

  BRUSSELS and HUMAN RESEARCH does Brussels know what you are doing though they gave their tax money we are a law onto ourselves and follow no laws but ours which is exactly what they said at Camp five Auschwitz answered St Barthes.

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