#control computer with mind

[captainzigo]

toxic arcade cabinet yaoi

[thingsaday]

love to see my little guys get mind controlled 😭

[cloysterbell]

Pete, I need you to stay here.

[pant--eater]

wallace x willard art when? 🤔🤔🤔

kicking the rat bastard from Arcane into the sun for a while because GET IN CLAYMATION GANG, WE'RE GOING BACK TO OLD MAN YAOI TOWN (these 2 goobers just keep adopting more children. First 4 woke dogs and now a whole army of robots)

heads up for Vengeance Most Fowl spoilers!!

no but hear me out HEAR ME OUT I have been brainstorming of so many possible ways of how to add Vengeance Most Fowl into my Apple pie with Cheese lore, and AHEM:

Wallace has no visible love interests in this one because he's dating Mr. Tweedy :^) the movie is set during the phase in their relationship when they're sorta not-quite-in-the-beginning-anymore, but not full on married yet either, and are constantly discovering new things about each other. Willard is not present because his apple farm is having a REALLY busy season so he hasn't had time to go visit the West Wallaby Street gang. Which is why Fluffles decided to go to the countryside for a while, to help him and the terrier twins! (and to be Willard's therapy dog <3)

None of them could have anticipated all the crazy shit that would happen in Wigan in the meantime LMFAO but hey, it's what makes being part of Wallace's and Gromit's weird little family so exciting! Though Willard, who has...ahem... PARTICULAR memories about gnomes stealing his stuff in the past, takes a long while to get used to the Norbots and is highly uncomfy at first...honestly, he'd be even scared, as their massive overwhelming amount reminds him of a certain flock of birds. Slowly, he will ease up though, once he learns that the gnomes are only as dangerous as their commands - and surprisingly... it helps him in a therapeutic way to cope more with his chicken farm trauma <3 (he WILL ask Wallace though why he added an evil setting to them LMAO and Wallace answers that he thinks that in case the gnomes gain sentience, they're allowed to choose what sorta people they will become)

ALSO THE FACT THAT BOTH HIM AND GROMIT LOVE GARDENING ANG GROWING VEGGIES/FRUITS???? HELLO???? STEPDAD AND SON BONDING ACTIVITIES RIGHT THERE!!!!!!!!

PLUS!! Now that Wallace has learned his lesson about technology, he knows how to program the gnomes to help with Willard's apple farm in ways that won't damage it or take away from the fun creative part of it :)

[boobchuy]

does it ever mess you up at like how good they implemented sasha's personality before she had any kind of actual screentime? like, you'd think she and marcy were ONLY Bad Friends with how anne seemed to confess how theyd made her do things she didnt wanna do, and that the 'good times' she was talking about was just her making excuses. but by the end of best fronds, you have grime showing sasha anne's shoe. 'now we know that you've been lying to us'

and it makes you think. HUH. maybe she does care. and its just uuueiuruuwuuwueuuwehuauueuuh

[siremasterlawrence]

AI: I Love You

Sebastian Stan is my very good friend over the last few years of my life since we have met. He is dragging me over to the gym next door to his home and he is so magnificent in his own way. He is definitely striding in here s walking into the room with such a powerful motivational desire and he craves it. He is smirking at me truly leading me to the one of the machines and so by the way did I just happen to mention my true intention for this.

He also owns the gym taking me around to his back office with such a finesse in all of his steps and I can’t help but check out his ass. I swat it his ass so hard as he leaps upin the are at my touch with such love and he smiles with such wide eyes in his movement His landing on the door placing the key into the key hole as I turn the key and turning the knob to the side as we exit the space into his office. As I walk in to the room he backs the door closing it tight shut and locking the door sealing us in it as he steps behind his own desk.

I roll my eyes walking up to the desk pushing it aside so I continue walking through shove him backwards to the wall and sit on his lap in control. He is in a bit of surprising state and shocked at my own discretion with utter love and hugs him as he leans in and I kiss him. He cannot believe his eyes our lips match on we make out intensely as we continue to kiss with a lengthy amount and the two of us are awesome. His body wraps on to my body his muscles getting harder and even harder as he falls deeper in to my body his nose dogs in to my skin taking upon all of my scent.

His nostrils fill up with my scent driving him up the wall ignoring all of my attention now and happily I undress his removing his blue cap. He giggles a bit digging his lips in to my new sexy chest his kissing me all over to the my nipples grabbing them in to his mouthas he sucks him up and down bobbing his head. Lifting my hands through the bottom of his shirt as I touching his face as I nuzzle up to his hair and I love how he moans a bit in total pleasure. He loves my touch, moves, my scent and all of my desires lifting up his shirt past his head throwing it on to the floor and brace his skin with my own skin.

“What the fuck are you doing to me?”

“Excuse me!”

“You know what I mean man”

“I am Sir to you “

“Ah fuck you!”

“Hmm”

“Sorry!”

“I am in charge now “

“Hmmm! I love you “

“Do you comprehend dumbass?”

“Yes SIR”

“God! You are mine”

“Then use me already “

“Watch you tone”

“Man!”

“Zip it!”

“Yes!”

“Apologize “

“I love you”

“Hmmm!”

“Fuck! Ok”

“Ok what bitch?”

“I am sorry! “

“Damn right pussy boi”

“Correct! I am yours “

“My way?”

“Exquisite pussy boi”

He stands up from the chair after I slip off of him allowing him access to walk to the main door opening it and exiting in to the gyms old section. His feet land onto the desk next to him rising till he hits to feet on to the desk in excitement he yells and he demands for everybody to exit the gym because it’s now closing. I walk in to the main hall to witness the gym goers exiting the room my eyes pan upward to see him grow a few more feet and sore muscles occupying his body as he is sprawl in to a massive mountains of muscles. Closing the gym up he usurps my hand in to his palm guiding me up the staircase tohis home and as we climb the stairs all of my plans come to fruition finally I get all I want. I cannot I believe my eyes as his hair line slims to the edge, loads of hair is cut off from the tip and sides shaping in to theperfect short haircut and his shoulders andwaist widen to show off my new hot body.The door swings closing with a heads thudsound facing me with this toothy smile that reveals his newly whiten pearly white teethand yes all he can do is wait for me to make my first move.

“Well sir or Master”

“Yes Master!”

“I am so nervous “

“I am rambling “

“SHUT UP! GOD!”

“I love you Sebastian “

“I hate it obviously “

“Why Master?”

“Because you are crazy “

“Is that a horrendous…”

“No…no…boi”

“You just waste my time a lot“

“It’s a risk Master”

“Master Lawrence “

“Yes Master Lawrence!”

“Do you love me?”

“Consuming you in all ways “

“Like a fine wine!”

“Wow! “

“You are my world”

“Everything is yours “

“This body is yours”

“I am going to be groping you”

“Feeling you up “

“Bouncing those pecs”

“Board paddling “

“Making you moan”

“Force you to cum”

“Cum it all “

“Mind, body and soul”

“Let it the floor “

“Pooling under you “

“Let grow loose”

“Looser”

“You discombobulate”

“Shattering in to pieces “

“All mine now “

“What the fuck asshole?”

“Relax Ben!”

“Ben? Who is that?”

“You! You!”

“I am Tom”

“Tom?”

“I don’t know you “

“Yes! You do”

“Kiss me”

“I am straight”

“I am not yours “

“Fair enough”

“Release my body”

“Still with this shit?”

“Listen up you…”

“Zip it and sit down”

“How the hell are you doing this?”

“I am inside of you “

“My cock is …”

“In your pants “

“You can’t stop “

“Stop what?”

“Staring at it”

“Yeah! I can’t “

“You like to stare at it “

“It’s makes you wonder and hard “

“HARD! Uuuugggghhhhh!”

“You want my cock “

“I want your cock “

“Look at me undoing my belt and dropping my pants.”

“”Removing my underwear “

“Your mouth is watering and you want “

“Come on a bit closer and kneel “

“Grab my waist and take my cock in your hand.”

“Kiss it…yeah….lick it…yeah good boi….and suck it.”

“Oooh…mmmmmm….ffffuuuuccccckkkk….

you win….aaaaahhhhhhh”

The power of love is playing extremely loud on the radio in the background of the home over his gym and he is lays me on the beds mattress. He climbs up on to me planting soft kisses on my cock as he is sucking me even harder and hard taking up all of my cum like a vacuum cleaner getting every single drop. I am his life now as he begins to stripping off all of my clothes one piece at at a time as all go flying in to the air and the hot, fiery and sexy scent of sex is alive. I can hear him go moaning through the air hitting the airwavescrushing my airs pounding into my ear like a drum beat and I am on cloud nine and sky high. His cock sprung up as he drags my body to meet me halfway as he hung over me like a blanket and hugging me tightly as his lips are planting in to my hot tan touched skin setting my on fire. He rubs himself onto my body matching up cock to cock as we make out to kiss lips to lips and we make out with such sheer intensity of love and we are set on fire. I laugh a bit snapping my finger as he rolls on to his back holding my waist climbing on to his waist taking my time, licking my dry fingers, and place it in his ass spreading his butt cheeks. “Oh Alan is it? You are so hot, fucking tall, muscular, muscle bound, perky butt, and here comes my cock into that ass and I about to rock your world.” I add.

“Please fuck me already”

“I can’t help it “

“I need you inside “

“OH MY GOD”

“Yyyeeesss “

The end

[sneeb-canons]

Headcanon #400: Heart & Mind are usually never a neutral temperature. The area around them is like the sun & moon. Mind's being hot and Hearts being cold. They're body temperatures however contrast that with Mind always feeling cold like metal/machinery and Heart feeling warm like a literal heart.

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[vioyume]

Ya think "Flower Journey" would get into controversy within the game world since the wasps are depicted as villains?

I spent too long playing this stupid flappy bird clone and I am forming stupid headcanons surrounding it.

You can probably make the same argument about the enemies in Mite Knight but they're more or less depicted as "mystical creatures".

Don't take this too seriously. I just thought it would be funny to have Flappy Bird be canceled.

[manofthepipis]

Random question that’s answer is probably very obvious, but I’ll ask it just in case:

What kind of magic does each Addison specialize in, and what do they visually look like? I remember them being used in the big Spamton NEO fight in the last few chapters, but I was wondering if it could be a bit clarified?

Like, does Click’s magic just look like a Cursor, or is it more complex?

(Also, sorry if the question’s worded weirdly, I didn’t really know how to phrase it)

it's all good! i honestly had to go back to even remember what id written for that chapter just to regain my thoughts on their attacks lol

so i thoughtd id put a fun spin on some different types of advertising as if the addisons were enemies in the deltarune universe! their attacks are meant to be visualized in the deltarune fighting format, with bullets relating to their forms of advertising.

Clicks has a variation of cursors, based on clickable product advertisements that show up on webpages, whether that be pointer fingers or simple arrows, Banner has banner ads (which i imagined like literal fabric banners with some sort of advertising on them), Survey has poll-based advertising, which can be bullets of "most likely-least likely" (or whatever poll options they summon) being used as attacks, Sponsor is those ads that shows you sponsored items that pop up first in your search engine, and he doubles as sponsor ads in internet videos, the attacks being video shields or computerized reinterpretations of random items he's had lightners search in the past. Spam's used to be mail projectiles, but he doesn't use them anymore, with the exception of being Neo.

Like if you were in the game and had to fight an army of these particular addisons, you'd be met with a deltarune-style battle of cursors, banners, polling options, and random items from the light world's town. Maybe some coupons here and there. It'd be the reverse of spamton's battle, in where you actually have to buy things to spare them.

[unwelcome-ozian]

Beta intelligence military esque

Alice in wonderland

Alters, files, jpegs, bugs, closed systems, open networks

brain chip with memory / data

Infomation processing updates and reboots

'Uploading' / installing / creating a system of information that can behave as a central infomation processing unit accessible to large portions of the consciousness. Necessarily in order to function as so with sufficient data. The unit is bugged with instructions, "error correction", regarding infomation processing.

It can also behave like a guardian between sensory and extra physical experience.

"Was very buggy at first". Has potential to casues unwanted glitches or leaks, unpredictability and could malfunction entirely, especially during the initial accessing / updating. I think the large amount of information being synthesized can reroute experiences, motivations, feelings and knowledge to other areas of consciousness, which can cause a domino effect of "disobedience", and or reprogramming.

I think this volatility is most pronounced during the initial stages of operation because the error correcting and rerouting sequences have not been 'perfected' yet and are in their least effective states, trail and error learning as it operates, graded by whatever instructions or result seeking input that called for the "error correction".

I read the ask about programming people like a computer. Whoever wrote that is not alone. Walter Pitts and Warren McCulloch, do you have anymore information about them and what they did to people?

Here is some information for you. Walter Pitts and Warren McCulloch weren't directly involved in the programming of individuals. Their work was dual-use.

Exploring the Mind of Walter Pitts: The Father of Neural Networks

McCulloch-Pitts Neuron — Mankind’s First Mathematical Model Of A Biological Neuron

Introduction To Cognitive Computing And Its Various Applications

Cognitive Electronic Warfare: Conceptual Design and Architecture

Security and Military Implications of Neurotechnology and Artificial Intelligence

Oz

[iridescentis]

ello

anyone want to hear me yap about my ocs

pls

[shieldborn]

The gauge in front of Corrin refused to move down, the needle slowly climbing higher and higher. She groaned and let her forehead bonk against the display before climbing back down in front of the exposed wires that Trip had been walking her through.

"It's still building up too much pressure. I need…" The decompression won't trigger because the computer is still displaying clear levels. Despite the mocking red needle, the automatic release system isn't set up to take readings after the second valve, because usually the vents take care of it. "If you open access panel 17B you'll find, um, part of a protein resequencer panel."

If the heat from the engine block wasn't already sticking her bangs to her forehead, Corrin would have started sweating. It was made worse with only the comms connecting them, Corrin unable to do anything but wait, imagining Trip prying the panel free. "Hey, Commander, it's nothing to worry about but you should know it's a little--"

"bonkers fucking yonkers" | from @entriprises

His voice was muffled through the level between them, but she could just make it out overlapping with the comm. She really had meant to get the panel switched out, but she hadn't had time to set up an order last time they were docked. And if the fix had stayed operational, well…

"I had to patch it in as a relay after the Conatarri system… if you patch a second signal through it'll start a loop and force a fail state. It's one of the safety protocols to stop duplicate signals from overwhelming the synthesizer at the mess hall, but it should interrupt the pressure readings and force it to vent as an error response…" She's rambling. She knows she's rambling, but she's nervous and she hasn't been prepared for Commander Trip Tucker of all people to have to dig into her work. The work she was so proud of this morning suddenly felt inexperienced and inefficient when imagining it through the eyes of another. She wasn't sure if the ticking clock or the chewing out she was going to get later made her more nervous.

[themachinethatdoeseverything]

GUYS IN JAIL CELLS

[cluescorner]

Unfortunately for the balance of the universe, I am at it again

https://archiveofourown.org/works/62006263/chapters/158569063

Doing @yearoftheotpevent with Megarod because I'm normal about IDW and especially the co-captains.

[macchiatosdumptruck]

We are not that far away from a time when illiteracy was a big deal because keeping people illiterate made them easier to control and like how did school go from "try to read 15 minutes every day. Anything is better than nothing!" and giving out awards to no longer teaching penmanship or spelling

[curator-on-ao3]

Wednesday (Quadruple) Drabble: The Lost and Found

She had been lost before.

Moving as a child from the Illyrian side of the city to the non-Illyrian side, hope for increased safety as consolation for leaving a part of her identity behind.

He had been lost before.

Refusals overridden, his would-be captors gaining control of his computer to falsify assent for a descent into fantasy, life in unreality as corrosive as the battery acid that powered his radiation-damaged heart.

Starbase records made clear Spock’s betrayal and, once Una reached Talos IV, it didn’t take long to locate Chris— his illusion screaming in pain from fire-borne punishment, his true form immobilized in his support chair.

The rage she needed to defeat Talosian mind control came easy.

In the shuttle she’d… procured… Chris declined her algorithm to match his speaking voice, choosing instead to use a computer default, no intonation of anguish or joy, no movement in his scarred face or change to his mechanized, steady respiration as he answered her questions.

“My best guess is Spock exploited that you’d be away from Starbase Eleven for a few weeks. He knew he was disobeying my orders and committing mutiny. He did it anyway.”

“If the Illyrian doctor is willing to try, I understand the risks.”

“Leave Vina behind. She made her alliances clear.”

So it’s at an Illyrian colony far from Federation arrogance or authority that his DNA unfurls and re-forms. Genetic engineering is usually performed before birth, but this is his rebirth, no longer the Christopher Pike who upheld Starfleet ideals but a Christopher Pike who is wary of a Starfleet that would tolerate a sham court martial rather than search for a greater truth.

Is Una reborn, too? Her belief in something greater than herself, in a Starfleet that could, in fact, become what she had hoped it to be in her idealistic younger years, that belief is withered, gone, replaced by allegiance to people, not an organization.

His skin is pockmarked, his voice reedy, gait unsteady. Genetic engineering isn’t a miracle cure.

Her sense of purpose has telescoped from appreciation for differences to appreciation for those who share her values.

Are they still lost?

Isn’t everyone?

But to be lost together… a shuttle course laid in toward a curious-looking cluster of stars, his hand a comfort on her shoulder, her soft hum the music of his naturally-beating heart… to be lost together… is something like being found.

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Christopher Pike drabbles: 3, 2, 1/?