#clarice the computer

[mdpthatsme]

The portable worked on Clarice. I have my TS2 games (and downloads) on Ommie now. Let's see if they work.

Edit: Evidently, all my meshes and clothes from everyone is still on Clarice. For some reason I separated them from the rest of the game. Whelp. So here's a picture of Latimere in something un-Latimere-like.

[swappingbryn]

Always Save Before You Exit

Kenny was tired of the drudgery of life, working, gym, his nagging girlfriend, even his friends were boring him. It didn’t matter that he was good looking, rode a motorcycle, he was just bored, which wasn’t helped by his tedious construction job.

He’d heard of a new service where you could rent out your body, you’d set the price, set all the limits, and if any conditions were violated, the rental would automatically end. He’d been thinking of doing a trip across the country during the summer, and this would help him be able to afford it.

He set up an appointment and heard them out. He wasn’t sure, but he figured he’d give it a chance, he had nothing to lose, if no one liked his price or the rules, they’d turn him down. He started simple, no smoking, no unprotected sex, no tattoos or permanent marks, he opted to be unaware of the time he was being rented, he chose not to give the person access to his memories, and then shot for the moon with the rental fee, $1,000/day, clicking “Save” after each page. Once he got to the last page, he clicked “Save” once again and walked out, unaware he didn’t click “Submit.”

As he walked out, he didn’t see anyone else around, but that was a mix of adrenaline and tunnel vision, as there was an old, thin man sitting in the corner who entered the room next to fill out his profile.

When Icarus walked into the room, he noticed the computer was still opened to Kenny’s profile, and he could still make edits. Icarus went to town making changes, knowing he’d love to have Kenny’s body. He changed the limits, the rules, the settings, even the price. And then he clicked “Submit,” finalizing Kenny’s account, and setting up his own.

No less than an hour after he arrived home, Kenny received an email saying his body had been rented. The email noted the renter agreed to everything Kenny listed, and so if Kenny accepted, no further bargaining was needed. Kenny was prompted with a warning when he clicked accept “Warning: All rentals over five days required additional disclosures. Are you sure you want to engage in this rental? All rental funds will be placed in escrow earning interest until the end of the rental period. Do you agree?” Kenny happily clicked Yes. He was expecting to wake up a few days later, with a huge deposit into his account.

However, Kenny was instantly unable to move, with his body moving on its own. He was petrified, thinking something had gone horribly wrong. His body was moving without him in control, he could hear his voice talking, “Hmm, this feels so good. This voice is so deep, and I’m so young and hot. This is the best use of my annual bonus from work. I don’t regret spending 7Gs got this body.” Kenny realized he never looked at the rental time, but figured while he hated this arrangement, it would only be for a week. His body went into his bedroom and jerked off, several times, with Kenny feeling it each time. Then his girlfriend came home and Kenny heard his voice say “Hey Clarice, want to have some fun?” To which he thought ‘how does he know her name?’ She relented after a few minutes and they fucked, over and over, with her moaning how much better it felt than usual. Kenny also realized how good it felt, and that his body wasn’t wearing a condom.

Kenny realized how much he’d fucked up. Whoever this guy was, he somehow had access to all Kennys memories, Kenny was aware of the rental, and apparently none of the rules were in play. Kenny felt his body smoking like a chimney, felt tattoos being applied, felt his body fucking like crazy, his girlfriend, random women, even men. It wasn’t until the eighth day Kenny was scared, as he was still unable to control anything.

This hell went on for days beyond count. Kenny eventually gave up and retreated into the recesses of his mind. Until finally, he woke up and had control. He woke up to kids running around, jumping on his bed.

His phone, which he knew was his, but it was much different and high tech-y pinged, “Thank you for using our service. The rental fee of $7,300 plus 5% annual interested has been deposited into your account. We hope you enjoyed your rental.” And “A deposit of $19,369.08 has been made to your account.”

Kenny ran from bed and looked in a mirror. He was old now, grey hair, leathered skin, he felt a craving for a cigarette which he instinctively lit, and he saw tattoos covering his arms and chest.

He ran to the rental office to demand answers. It turns out he now had six kids, from four different women, still the same shitty job, and the same bike. It was only then that he was shown a copy of his rental agreement. “No rules, full awareness, full memory access” was all that was written, not the pages of rules he set up. And then he saw that the rental amount was different too, rather than $1,000 per day it was $1. Kenny had given up twenty years of his youth for $7,300, and while that almost tripled in size, he now had a huge family, a bad job and a nicotine addition.

@malevessel for the picture and rental idea

[biohazardousgeodez]

i have just been made aware that if you click the bottom left corner in the credits of the climber vs shadoboxxer flash, theres a secret menu so enjoy the funny rare images i found:

theres more than this (backgrounds and a deleted scene) but i just wanted to show the masses the secret clarice images YAYAYYAAYAAAAYYY SECRET CLARICE IMAGES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[oblivious-troll]

Heheheheheh if I may relentlessly beg for a director's cut of ⭐Twisted Love⭐ plsplspls

I'm not sure if I've hallucinated the bit where Jason stalks Salim in the library, but are there any parts you had to edit out? What are you looking forward to writing (spoil as much or as little as you want, no pressure). Also freebie to gush about anything else!

I actually did write a long ass chapter with Jason stalking Salim from morning to bed, which did include a section of Jason being a creep at Salim's job, following him around the library and watching/listening to him through shelves... but my computer crashed and deleted a majority of the work so I never ended up posting more than a little sketch

The reason I haven't been posting any updates recently is actually because I've been rewriting the earlier chapters and adding things that I'll eventually post probably as a second fic so things don't get confusing

There's a lot of creepy Jason things I edited out of pretty much every chapter because I didn't want him to be overwhelming 👀. A lot of scenes with Jason continuously entering Salim's home, more of what he did to him/his room unconscious. I also got rid of a lot of heavy Salim/Dar moments because I wasn't convinced people really cared to read the Dalim stuff lol

Bonus stuff and Spoilers below :)

In my original story idea Salim and Dar get abducted, but so did Zain alongside them. I wanted to have Salim be constantly tortured by the idea that Jason could do something to Zain and he'd be helpless to stop him and may have to watch like he had to with Dar. Zain would have been kept separated in the laundry room and held there, only let out as a reward for good behaviour from Salim and for only a short while.

Eventually Zain was saved from Jason for multiple reasons; I didn't want Jason hurting a kid/don't think Salim would develop feelings for Jason if he did, plus I think with Zain there, Salim would have something outside of Jason that would keep him sane; I wanted to isolate Salim; I wanted someone with a strong connection to Salim to fight for him being found, and I think police and media would develop a very soft spot for Zain more so than Clarice; and I didn't want to traumatize Zain too bad, got to leave that for his baba :]

As for what I'm looking forward to writing, I'm most excited to really work on Salim's mentality. I really want to have him go from a man who knows life is hard but loves to live it, someone who loves people and the world and knows he's a good dad... and I want to make him into a man who is afraid of the world, the only one who wants to protect him, the only one who loves him is Jason. Was he really a good dad? Maybe Zain is safer in another family's hands, can provide more for him. He's safe with Jason and no one else.

I'm excited to write Salim falling in love with Jason, starting from craving the comforting touches, to enjoying their talks, to liking the sex, and then realizing one day how much Jason really loves him and that it is so selfish of him to not have loved him back until now.

All the while his consciousness gradually forgets about Dar, rewriting him as the villain, believing all Jason's lies. He erases his murder entirely from his mind, it's both easier to forget and fits better into his carefully crafted reality.

I'm also excited to write the ending too, where Salim's saved but is he really? He's in therapy, Jason's in jail. Everyone is saying Jason's a bad guy and Salim's been rescued, but all Salim can see is that the love of his life has been taken from him, that everyone looks at him like he's fragile, that he's forced back out there into an unsafe and scary world.

The worst part is the people who 'saved' him won't even let him have his son back. He's too unwell they say, he needs more therapy, needs more time in the mental ward until he can really remember what's happened to him and move on. He's a danger to himself, unhealthy, scared of everything and everyone.

At least they let Zain visit, an hour a day, not on weekends. His foster home always takes him after school. Salim cries every time he lays eyes on his son and every time he has to say goodbye. He won't stop saying 'I love you's and hugging him tight like he's afraid to go another many years without seeing him again.

Because I'm not evil, I probably wouldn't end the story there, I would add an additional chapter or two where Salim does eventually get out of the psych ward... or maybe I will be evil and write that he relapses when Jason's released years later >:) who knows lol

[quill-pen]

On your last post about your books, Cale is adorable!!! Is there any specific reason you chose a corgi?

Thank you! I was very happy with how she turned out. The team that I used through the company I went with did a great job making adorable illustrations out of my borderline incoherent notes.😅

Why a corgi?

Well, the short answer is, we had a corgi at the time that greatly inspired Cale. Except her name was Pudge/Tombo/Captain Stubby/ StubHub/Brat/Fat Corgi/whatever else dumb came out of our mouths because she would answer to anything when answering was actually on her mind. And most animals on our farm have identity crises before they finally leave this mortal coil because no one can agree on a solid name.😅

The longer answer: It started out as a project for senior English in high school. We had to write a short story with a moral/lesson and illustrate it. I can only sketch out animals, so all of the characters in my story had to be animals. And I know farm animals best. So alongside Cale the Corgi (because corgis are adorable and fairly easy to draw, behind a loaf of bread with legs and ears), you have Clarice Cow, Pearl Pig, and Hip-Hop Horse.

I did get an A on the project. And afterwards, was encouraged by family to show it to others and encouraged by those people to turn it into an actual children's book. Cale the Corgi Learns Common Sense was the first. Then came Cale the Corgi and the Cranky Bull, and the third one sitting on my computer is Cale the Corgi and the Cocky Rooster. Each story has/will have a life lesson for kids. And they all kind of rhyme.

I was illustrating them myself as I made each one, but luckily I found a company that offered me that service if I wanted it. And I took it, because I did not enjoy that part of the process.😩 I just had to give them notes for how I wanted things to look. Whoever they were, they did amazing jobs and I wish they could have been credited somewhere in the finished products.

[eddie-brii]

So I know I haven't written from HoA in a while but I'm slowly getting back into it as I'm getting out of my depression. Figured I'd start up with a snip it of how I think one of the ways Clarice might survive. It's not proof read. Enjoy!

Rachael was panting as she ran the generator the lights were hooked to in the temple. They needed eyes on these things, and she needed to keep them on, damnit! As soon as she got there, she pulled the starter cord to try to keep the generator going. It seemed like it might be working until the third and final pull when the cord snapped.

"You've got to be fucking kidding?!" She nearly shouted before her leg jutted out and slammed in the old piece of junk keeping them alive. The sputtering stopped suddenly as the lights quit flickering. She sighed in relief briefly before she looked over to Clarice, the other woman struggling to keep going as whatever the creatures had done to her ravaged her body. Rachael ran into the tent set up next to the generator, frantically searching as she nearly threw things around until she finally found the pack she was looking for.

"Rachel! What the hell are you doing?! We need to get out of here!" She heard Eric calling her as she quickly slung the pack on to her back. She could hear the shouting of the surviving Marines, Merwin and Kolchek being the loudest as they threw insults at the creatures through the temple doors. She emerged from the tent with the pack before going to the computer hooked up to the cameras.

"I'm keeping a fucking promise, Eric!" She yelled as she flipped through cameras, trying to find them a way out. Before he could respond, the sound of an explosion rang through the temple as she saw a camera go down.

"Is this place mined?!" She called as she looked around the temple, weary that blast might bring down the heavy stone on top of them.

"Not mined enough!" Kolchek called back as him and the other three Marines held the door. Eric and Clarice moving down towards her as she flipped through cameras before settling on the one leading to the catacombs.

"There! The catacombs! That's our way out!" She said as she stood, readying her pistol and getting ready to help Clarice move out.

"That ain't a fucking way out!" Kolchek countered as he nearly got thrown from the door, he moved back before shouldering his rifle and shooting through the doors. "This is our house, our rules!" He shouted as he continued to fire.

"It's the only way we've got right now!" She shouted back, she heard Jason curse as he motioned for Joey and Merwin to move towards the passage with the rest. Finally he and Nick moved to retreat while the doors still held up for the moment. They covered the way as the group began to climb over the debris in the doorway, firing the creatures as doors to the temple finally gave way.

The rest felt like a blur to Rachel. Even when she ran for the machine gun and helped Kolchek hold them off, she relied on muscle memory while her brain screamed at her. It wasn't until the blasts from the tunnel above them had settled when she felt like she could breathe for the moment, her shoulders sagging. She felt the weight of the pack shift on her back as she did, remembering the conversation she had with Clarice before they crossed the cavern. She swung the bag from her shoulder as she quickly moved to Clarice, ignoring the looks the others were giving as she began to pull out pill bottles.

"Clarice, here start taking these." She said she started to grab anything that looked like it might help the other woman. She'd have to wait to do any injections until they had light.

[darkspellmaster]

What do you imagine twst Megara and Belle to be like?

Megara, I have plans for her, but for her twist figure, he's still sarcastic as everything. He's kind but also someone who can be very stubborn. Physically he has short brown hair with some curls to it. He's tall, and a bit on the lanky side. He works for Styx as one of the technical advisors under Idia's mother and the two have been friends for a long time as the both started working for Styx back when they were teens. He grew up in a very serious home, and basically ran away as his mother and father were a bit on the selfish side, both being influencers who had Meg be their prop in their videos and the like. He eventually met his first girlfriend who ended up causing him heartache as she just wanted to date him due to his former social media status.

During Highschool he met with Idia's mom and she convinced him to come stay at her family home since he had left his. She was also the one who got him into technology and realizing he was good at graphics and computer aided design drawing. When she got an internship at Styx, he followed and ended up befriending Idia's dad. During that time he became wingman for Idia's parents. Eventually he wound up at a meeting with one of the younger Jupiter Conglomerate's representative interns, who he became a sort of Tsundare to after she hinted that she liked him. Idia's mom encouraged him to ask her out, even though magically (and physically) she's stronger than him. While he can be sarcastic about a lot of things, his wife sees through it and loves him for the person he is. The two had Cassandra before Idia's parents had him. Belle, I'm still working on regarding where she's at. But as for her twist counterpart, physically, I figured that he's a very cute person with big brown eyes and dressed in a blue cardigan, with short brown hair and he goes to a smaller school (not sure if it's Noble Bell or something more local). He's very bookish like she is, but in my mind he's also a bit more like Maurice in that he likes to build up contraptions. He writes fanfiction and his own original works and wants to travel a lot around the globe collecting fictional tales similar to how the brother's grim would do that. Regarding the family, I wanted to pull in some of the abandoned concepts from the movie, such as his father being a merchant and that he has two older sisters and an older brother, and a younger sister and a younger brother. The one he's closest too is Clarice, his younger sister who draws pictures to his stories. He also has an Aunt who keeps trying to intervene in his life. She's friends with Vargas's family. There might be hints that his mother is the Enchantress, not sure totally on that one, but that would explain where he gets his magic from. Still working on the UM/Signature Spell, I'm thinking of it having to do with pulling something from a book or something like that. Maybe like Read or Die sort of thing.

[foundagame]

Small update post!

Okay, so I had to go to Quora (EW!) to try and get some answers and turns out!!! This one guy who suggested windirstat and that maybe the Windows Updates got stuck and downloaded multiple times was right! Once I got everything set up and running with windirstat, it showed that that was the problem! However, I believe it will just be easier to factory reset the laptop, so I pre-emptively moved the application and it's associated files onto a USB flash drive like @notsogreeeen suggested in the replies of the pinned post, and I'm going to factory reset the laptop back to it's default settings.

It feels kind of weird doing that, though- this laptop wasn't truly intended for me, at least that's what it feels like, kind of.

Honestly, I wasn't expecting to be in my uncle's will, considering he has two kids of his own. But, Gary got his car, and Clarice got enough money to help her the rest of the way through vet-tech college, and all I got was his old laptop. Not jealous, just... Puzzled. Why was I included at all?

Maybe my mom told him how much I liked computer games growing up? After all, I still love PC games.

[notthedyingtype]

@dcwnseeker liked for a starter // Clarice &&. Eric

"You do realize," there's a minor pause in her speech, casting a quick glance at her nearby monitor when it beeps. "That that calculation isn't accurate? It won't boost the range." Pushing away from the table filled with schematics in front of her, Clarice glides across the lab in her chair to settle in front of her computer. "We need to tweak it a little bit. I ran the model, it won't work."

[ghoastixx]

Clarice Starling trying to convince Dr.Lecter to get his eyes checked

Notes: writing this on my phone 😖😖 BUT I’m getting a computer so :33

Author’s note: this is clannibal.. sorry antis :((

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“Absolutely not,” a frustrated stuck up voice came from the doctor’s mouth. “I do not need glasses,”

“I never said you needed glasses,” Clarice cut in, saving herself a lecture. “All I’m saying is that you should go get your eyes checked, make sure you’re all right.” Her poorly hidden accent cutting in.

“I can see fine.” He said, prestigiously, causing a scoff to come out of the agent.

“You squint to read the newspaper, I watch you every morning.” She couldn’t deny the smile on her face, he was so stubborn sometimes. Clarice thought that Hannibal was hard to get things out of in a cell? It was Lecter’s way or none. He only ever wavered for his Star.

“The text is just small, that doesn’t have anything to do with my sight,”

“You hold your books so close to your face..”

“I do not,” He sounds prissy, this makes Clarice chuckle a bit.

“There’s nothing wrong with glasses, Hannibal,” *she hums a bit, looking at the doctor who’s sat in his favorite arm chair, a book in hand, silently struggling to read, “are you worried that it will make you feel old?”

“I’m not old” he practically glared,

“I didn’t say that,” she hummed again, she liked getting to play with him, it was fun.”

He sighed, defeated,

“Fine.”

Hannibal ends up with reading glasses. He is not happy. He wears them reluctantly.

[galaxyzone]

❤Clarice Stokes appreciation post❤

First of all, I love short hair on women😍 I like longer hair too, but women with short or shoulder-length hair are my weakness❤ I wish we could've gotten a scene of her without her hat so we could see her hair completely, but I like the hat too!

She has such nice eyebrows??

I love her stupid little choker, it's such a 2000s thing for her to be wearing❤

Her nose ring is also a great accessory ugh she's such a badass

I love her chewing & popping her bubblegum, it's giving rebellious teen vibes and I love her for it. Especially when she pops a bubble at Rachel if she snaps at her, she's such a sassy icon❤

Her arms👀😍🙈

Her tattoo is so attractive ugh I'm a sucker for forearm tattoos apparently, considering I also love Ellie's tattoo in tlou2😅

The way she leans forward on the table in front of her computer in the briefing room😍 (Eric also leans on the table the same way in the Curator's Cut, it must be the hot person lean or something haha)

When her voice gets low & raspy, especially after she's infected??🙈😍

The way she says "Nice work, hotshot" with a smirk on her face lives rent-free in my head, it's soo😍😅

If you're playing as Jason trying to cut Merwin down & you fail the button mash qte, Clarice takes the knife from him & does it herself ugh what a confident badass, that's my girl❤

There's probably definitely more but basically I love her, she deserves all the appreciation🥰❤

[mdpthatsme]

Whelp

I just noticed a ginormous section of Hot Mess is missing from Wordpress. I'll have to remedy that in the near future, but I'm working to upload the rest of what I had saved from Clarice and the new stuff on Ommie for the upcoming round.

I bought a portable drive to move important things off Clarice. I hope to move my TS2 games over to see if they are usable and not just super broken. Ommie can handle it hardware-wise, but if they're broken, they're broken. The goal is to finish S2BO ultimately. I do have a new combined premade megahood just in case it doesn't work.

Prose-wise I am 2/3 of the way done with Blue Fire's sequel. It's a beefy one at already 95k+ words, which means trimming down later, but world building is fun, especially on Arda.

[ablinkntime]

Okok, PetexClarice kid meme lezgo! 😊

Name: Benjamin Victor and Azalea May Parker Gender: Fraternal twins, he/him, she/her General Appearance: Both twins inherited their pointed ears and skintone from their mother, a slightly lighter shade of her vibrant pink skin; Ben's is peppered with freckles, while Azalea has markings around her eyes like Clarice. Ben's hair is a similar bright magenta to his mom's but he has dark brown eyes and is slightly nearsighted; Azalea's hair is a similar thick chestnut to Peter's, but her eyes are 100% like Clarice's, including the soft inner glow. Personality: Ben is an unassuming kid, sharp as a tack with a wit to match, but fiercely protective of his sister. Azalea doesn't necessarily need protecting, but she's willing to let him take the lead since he's 'the smart one'. Powers: Both inherited some degree of Spidey powers from Peter; Ben's spidey-sense is keyed to 11 to the point that he can sometimes even feel his mom's portals before they open; Azalea can wall-crawl and has enhanced agility and reflexes. As evidenced by their appearances both carry the mutant gene, expressed in different ways, seemingly as counter-balance to their radioactive spider blood: Ben can teleport in a similar way to his mother but cannot open true portals or create her teleportation lances, while Azalea is able to link her mind with any other spider-enhanced individual, including creating a 'mind web'. Alias: Spiderling & Spinneret (shhh I know they're taken call it legacy rule) Special Talents: Ben's got a sixth sense for electronics and was taking apart the family computers while in diapers. Azalea does ballet. Personal Headcanon: Since neither kid has organic webbing, Peter developed special versions for each of them; Ben's is stickier since he can't wall-crawl, while Azalea's is stronger and tinted pink.

[thehorrortree]

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[harrison-abbott]

During the scene when Hannibal and Clarice first meet, Jodie Foster wasn’t expecting Anthony Hopkins to make fun of her accent. Which Hopkins improvised – and her reaction was one of genuine offense.

Hannibal was originally supposed to be in an orange jumpsuit when he was transferred from prison. Hopkins persuaded Jonathan Demme to have his dress in white, to make it more unsettling. He got this idea from a lifelong fear of dentists.

Hopkins also studied a history of real life serial killers for the role. And visited institutions wherein such murderers were held.

He also used a technique from a friend of his, who hardly ever blinked when he was communicating with you.

Another influence Hopkins mentioned for the role was the HAL 9000 computer in 2001: A Space Odyssey (1968).

[shenji-yei-v2]

to the latest @mrwoeful post

I also had this. poorly screenshoted and poorly translated thread conversation on russian website about amnesia office AU. starring: @shenji-yei , @veilsol and @tryndei .

“Daniel, to get rid of the virus, you need to install more torrents.”

“Alexander… you have such ancient knowledge…”

“Yes, Daniel. See? As long as you have Hogwarts Legacy opened on your computer, the virus does not touch anything.”

***

“Clarice?”

“Should I bring you coffee with cognac again, mademoiselle Justine?”

“Nope. Look, I have a match with three guys at once. I don't even know who's prettier here.”

“Hm. Did you try to plan a date with them in the same place at the same time so that all three of them meet and the strongest wins?”

“Ooooh, that's a great idea. I will do so. Clarice, you're my treasure, bring cognac, let's drink to that.”

***

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