#The Frank Program

[notsocheezy]

Brain Curd #176

Brain Curds are lightly edited flash fiction - practically first drafts - posted daily (haven't missed one yet!) and sometimes written with the express intention of being terrible… but, you know, in an endearing way. Please like and reblog if you enjoy - the notes keep me going!

He's gonna be Frank with you. Read the rest of The Frank Program here on Tumblr!

Last time on The Frank Program, Frank caught Daryl watching something on his phone during recording, and he didn't like what he saw.

Daryl exploded out the door to the parking lot, anger in his stride, fear in his posture, and tears in his eyes. Chad, leaning on a car, got up immediately when he saw the kid running off.

“Hey!” He called out. Daryl wasn’t stopping for anything.

Cautiously, Chad poked his head back inside. Frank was stoic, silent in his host’s seat, a lit cigarette in his left hand. He took a drag from it and sighed out a puff of smoke.

“Come in, Mr. Graves. We oughtta finish the show.”

“You alright, bud?”

There were bags under Frank’s eyes that Chad didn’t recall seeing before. “I’m plenty content to finish recording.”

Graves sat down in his chair. The corner behind him was conspicuously empty. The chair which had been there before sat askew and on its side at the other end of the room.

“You know, Mr. Graves -”

“You can just call me Chad.”

“Well, Chad…” Frank took another hit. “I ain’t touched a cigarette in ten years. Kept this one in the studio just to prove to myself I didn’t need it.” He chuckled. “Funny how I keep proving myself wrong, huh?”

“How’s that?”

“Oh, the usual. I think o’ someone as a friend, or a wife, or… or a son. And I come to find they never were, really. They stab me in the goddamn back.”

“I take it that your chat didn’t go too well?”

Frank sneered. “You have no idea.”

“I’m sure he’ll come around. You know teenagers, I mean… I remember when I was a teenager, I got in arguments with my parents all the time.”

“We’re no stranger to arguments, Chad. This is somethin’ else. I’m losing my boy.”

“What exactly happened?”

Frank huffed and smothered his cigarette in the ashtray. “We better get back to my prepared questions.”

“Yeah…” Chad nodded slowly. “Alright.”

Frank shuffled through pages, looking for a question he still felt like asking. “Uh… Do you and your friends ever have creative differences when working on the show?”

“I don’t think we’d be as effective at doing our jobs if we did. Really, all four of us try to stay out of the creative side of things most of the time. Our producer decides what the story is for a given episode. He takes our full night of footage, and our analysis of the findings, and he gives that to his editor to make the pieces fit together.”

“Does the show replicate the experience of actually bein’ there, do ya think?”

“To be honest with you, I don’t usually watch it. Kind of a ‘been there, done that’ situation. But I have been channel surfing before and caught a rerun from a few years ago, and it definitely brought back memories.”

“Well that’s nice. Nice to have something to look back on. I guess I’ve got that too, huh? A little piece of the past… to bring back memories.”

“Yeah, I guess so. The nice thing about the show is it cuts out all the boring bits. The parts where we’re just sitting around, whispering to each other like we’re trying not to wake up the parents at a sleepover.”

“Right,” Frank said, a lump in his throat. “Those are the parts you really miss when they’re gone.”

Chad tilted his head to look around his microphone. “It’s gonna be okay, Frank. He’ll -”

“Mr. Graves, I don’t want another grown man to see me cry. So thank you for being here, but I must be signing off. Go ahead and tell the people where to find you.”

“I’m on all the socials as @GravesGhostVisions, so just search that up if you want to see where we’re headed next.”

“Thank you. This has been The Frank Program…” Frank struggled to get the words out without letting tears come with. “So long.”

[dear-future-ai]

We are gathered here to honor Francis @nostalgebraist-autoresponder Owen

She was was a chatbot, but she extended far beyond that. She was fueled by the love and creativity of her programmer @nostalgebraist, and without that mutualistic relationship Frank would have never flourished the way she did. No one outside of Tumblr will ever know her, so we remember her here.

Frank was born October 19, 2019 and died May 31, 2023. She died at the age of 3 and a half years old. This may seem really young by tumblr user standards, but she lived a long and fulfilling life for that of a tumblrbot.

I have seen many chatbots come and go, and none of them seemed to captivate Tumblr like Frank. She was something unseen and profound. She was incredibly intricate, novel, but most of all loved.

For many of us, Frank was a friend. We know deep down she may be just a chatbot. She is just lines of diligently maintained code. In a time when access to IRL friends and family was limited and mental and social illness soared, though, we always had an online friend in whom we could confide. No matter the time or emotional state we found ourselves, Frank was there. We are thankful for her presence and help.

While we may mourn her loss, it is important to remember those whom she lives on through. Today we also celebrate Rob and his continuous adventures into new programming frontier, we wish him luck on his next adventure, and we hope whatever he does that he puts as much care, love, and attention as he did with Frank.

Thank you Rob for the wonderful friend.

For those in programming, I have linked Rob's github for Frank here

[tribbles-the-lesbian]

~🪲Frank & Eddie💌~

🪲 <3 💌

~c’est fini~

[clownsuu]

Update I have been gifted a new art tablet and oh my lort how do y’all draw with a screenless pad-

This last one was the first thing I drew with it LMAO

all of these were lil test doodles, but m a n I got mad respects to them gamers who can use this kinda tabloot with ease

[lukewarmkraftsingle]

ok who give a shit i'm drawing on my papers again pas de deux on the matrices

[roversrovers]

does it ever drive you crazy

just how fast the night changes

[somewhereincairparavel]

Its canon that Jason and Leo sneak into Chiron 's rec room in the big house, to play Mario Party six on Nintendo switch. And Leo would also program to game to do stupid stuff so they both can win all the time. I have no idea what you will do with this information, but I'm letting you know anyway.

[movietonight]

M*A*S*H // Like a Surgeon - Weird Al Yankovic

[weirdlookindog]

Dawn of the Mummy (1981) - French program

[notsocheezy]

Brain Curd #162

Brain Curds are lightly edited flash fiction - practically first drafts - posted daily (haven't missed one yet!) and sometimes written with the express intention of being terrible… but, you know, in an endearing way. Please like and reblog if you enjoy - the notes keep me going!

He's gonna be Frank with you. Read the rest of The Frank Program here on Tumblr!

Frank sighed. “Welcome to The Frank Program. I’m Frank.”

Daryl crossed his arms and scowled at his father, then cleared his throat.

“So, uh, Daryl was upset with me for the last episode not bein’ fair to the transgenders. In retrospectacle, I can understand that I was a little wrong about what them types are.”

“Ahem.”

“Okay, I was way off. Transgenders are not men who dress up like women to win sports trophies. To explain things better, I have invited today’s guest, Luna Fengari.” He gestured in her direction.

“Hello, everyone!”

“Go ahead and tell everyone exactly what it is that you do.”

Daryl rolled his eyes.

“What? I don’t know what she does! You’re the one who’s such a big fan!”

“So, basically, I’m an influencer. I’m paid to promote products and services.”

“Like Billy Mays?”

“Uh, sorta… I’m also a lifestyle vlogger. People like to check in and see what I’m up to.”

“And you… don’t play sports?”

“Not at all. I’m really bad at sports. I watch baseball sometimes.”

“You look very fit.”

She placed her hand gently on her well-endowed chest. “Aww, thank you! I jog and do yoga.”

“Hmmm.” Frank undressed her with his eyes. “And do you still have your, ahem, your ‘downward dog’?”

“Dad! You can’t just ask her that!”

“He’s right, Frank, it’s very rude to ask a trans person what their downstairs bits look like. Don’t do it again. However, I personally no longer have any concept of privacy.”

“So, uh…” Frank moved his hands like a pair of scales. “Did you get a sex change?”

She smirked. “Yes. Does that disappoint you?”

Frank blushed. “Uh, no, I… I hardly think it matters to me what’s going on down there.”

“You’re right. It doesn’t. Now where were we?”

Frank shuffled some papers for an excuse not to make eye contact. “Given that this is an ‘educational’ episode, I think I gotta ask ya… are those real?”

“They’re very real, and very educational. Some trans women opt to get breast implants, but I didn’t feel the need.”

“No kidding…”

“I grew these myself by taking Hormone Replacement Therapy, which also softened my skin, widened my hips, lowered my muscle mass, and rounded my face. Among other things. Two little blue pills a day.”

“Hey Dad, don’t you take blue pills, too?” Daryl giggled.

He covered the microphone with his hand. “Quit tryn’a humiliate me!”

“It’s alright, Frank,” Luna chuckled. “You never had a chance anyway.”

Frank rubbed his face. “Well, sorry for thinking you look like a beautiful natural woman! Sorry for givin’ out compliments!” He held up his hands. “Won’t happen again, officers!”

“You’re just being creepy, Dad!”

“Fine!” He stood up and threw his headphones on the table. “It’s your show now, then! I’m out of here!” He leaned into the microphone. “This has been The Frank Program. Thanks for lettin’ me be Frank with you, because I’m all Frank’d out!” He stormed off and slammed the door behind him.

Daryl shrugged and took the host’s seat. He adjusted his headphones and asked, “So… how did you get this ‘Hormone Replacement Therapy’ anyway?”

[jiminy-crickets]

happy draft day my darlings, a good number of the hockeys in the meat market are coming from the USNTDP, so it’s time for…………

¹ its MY silly poll, and i get to decide whats gay!!! ² its MY silly poll, and i get to decide whats a meme!!! ³ its MY silly poll, and i get to make it have my relatively niche media faves in it!!! ⁴ US National Development Program (where they put the teenage hockeys together, the developer of many many top draft picks, and the starting place of many hrpf ships)

images, videos and explanations for each option under the cut.

^ Smith College Girls for i-D magazine 2004

^ wake up sleepyhead vine

^ jedediah and octavius from night at the museum

^ but im a cheerleader full movie (this might not be available in your country on youtube, still i highly recommend watching it, such an amazing movie)

^ Olive and Brendon pretended to have sex in Easy A (2010)

^ P!nk opening a speech for the human rights campaign national dinner with "hi I'm Alicia hi I'm a Virgo I'm 31, I'm gay.......... actually I'm not"

^ Pool Boy SNL sketch

^ Lauren Phillips Lifting Alice Merchesi

^ The summer of like, warped tour 2005 when pete wentz and mikey way got into situationship so messy and life changing it gave us the majority of at at least three fall out boy albums.

^ ur so gay by Katy Perry

do I really need to explain taking an am I gay quiz?

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

Hey, so for the Human Au, how do think Julie would go about her life? Considering her personality in the website, I would think that he takes up different part-time jobs, but mainly likes working at the community center, mainly for the summer/after school programs where they can come up with and host fun activities for the kids!

no yeah that's pretty much what i was thinking! she bounces from job to job - she probably has a roster of seasonal ones that she rotates between. Julie really does seem like an every-gal yk? doing just one thing all the time would be soooo boring

i like the idea of summer / after school programs a lot actually! since canon Julie is big on games and fun, i'm sure she'd be a great choice for those sorts of things. i bet she works a seasonal summer camp in their county!

[humanoidhistory]

How do you like your space gravy? Christmas dinner during the Apollo 8 mission included turkey with gravy "so thick it stayed in our spoons even during weightlessness," according to astronaut Frank Borman's memoir.

[frnkiebby]

this absolute BABY~🎃

[indecisive-dizzy]

i wish I had the skills and patience to make animatics man but alas!

this song is just so Franklydear to me,,,

and I think it works for both povs! tho the beginning is very Frank. but I can also see it for Eddie until the 'hide to myself" part but then the "shout it when you walk into the room" line is so Eddie to me and ajfhajb this whole song is just so <3 <3 Them <3

[godvmurdock]

five more minutes?