#how to learn ethical hacking

[cypheroxide]

The Hacker's Guidebook:

Aspiring hackers! I’ve created a guide covering core cybersecurity concepts new hackers should master before tools. I break down networking, OS internals, & hacking tactics. Recognize hacking as lifelong journey—arm yourself with the basics!

Core Concepts for Budding Cybersecurity Enthusiasts The Building Blocks of Ethical Hacking So you want to become an ethical hacker and enter the exciting world of cybersecurity. That’s awesome! However, before you dive headfirst into firing up Kali Linux and hacking everything in sight, it’s vital to build up your foundational knowledge across several InfoSec domains. Mastering the fundamentals…

[nthflower]

Curie would love the followers of the apocalypse girlie needs to find a way to contact them immediately.

[faradayblogworld]

How to Install Kali Linux in VMware in Just 4 Simple Steps (Easiest Way)

In this guide, you will be able to learn the easiest way of how to install Kali Linux on VMware in Just 4 Simple Steps, I hope this helps a lot!

To keep in mind: Obtaining unauthorized access to another’s computer system or systems is illegal under the Computer Fraud & Abuse Act. Here you will find a step by step guide on how to install Kali Linux onto VMware. The main purpose of this blog tutorial is to educate others on cyber security tools, technologies, and techniques with the intention of creating consciousness for others on better…

[hackeocafe]

Ethical Hacking in 15 Hours - 2023 Edition - Learn to Hack! (Part 1)

[kaidatheghostdragon]

Good reveal au, where after learning phantom's identity and realizing the atrocities that the GIW have committed (or alternatively, ethical science au, where they find out the GIW plagarized them), the fenton parents decided to create the 'ultimate ghost-ending weapon' and sell it to the agents.

They go absolutely overboard, describing to the agents in meticulous detail how it evaporates any ghost it hits near-instantly and describing it quite ruthlessly in the blueprints, and soon the GIW have raplaced all their main weapons with the new gun.

Except it doesn't actually kill ghosts. It's the Fenton Bazooka. You know, the one that creates a portable portal to suck the ghost back into the ghost zone? What they actually did was retool it slightly to make it look more grusome than it actually is. They even added a beacon in Phantom's Keep, which all Fenton Bazookas will target when they open a portal, so the ghosts are always delivered to the keep.

From there, Phantom stationed an emergency medical team at the keep to treat the many injured and ragged ghosts that the GIW 'destroyed,' and to explain what just happened.

What they didn't anticipate was that now that the GIW have a mass-produced weapon that they believed would effectively eradicate ghosts, they would go on the offensive. They have a number of cities they've been monitoring but didn't want to get involved in without better tools.

One of those cities is Gotham.

And the Bats are ectocontaminated enough to register as ghosts.

Batman witnessed several of his children get evaporated by green energy weapons within mere moments of each other. He's absolutely gutted. Devastated. They didn’t even stand a chance.

He'll get his revenge, and it's frighteningly easy to track the weapon to private subcontractors. The Doctors Fenton, in Illinois. Their research calls for the genocide of all ghost kind, and apparently, that war started by killing his own children.

His children will not die in vain.

He gets to Amity Park and finds the Engineer's Nightmare of a building that is Fentonworks, but that night, before he can hack through the security and break in, one of the windows opens.

It's one of his kids that he had watched evaporate before his very eyes. They give him a silent signal of one of their identifying security codes and gesture for him to come inside.

Is it a trap? A prank in poor taste? Utterly genuine?

He goes through the window.

All of his dead kids are there, wearing borrowed pajamas and only their dominoes to conceal their identities. Daniel Fenton (son of the Fentons, this is his bedroom, has voiced a few arguments against his parent's views, but still an unknown) is among the crowd of teens and young adults, twirling on an office chair and obnoxiously sipping a capri sun.

"First thing you need to know, Bats," Daniel says after finishing his drink, "is that my parents are absolutely NOT genocidal ectophobic scumbags, and that is the reason why your kids are still alive."

[nyancrimew]

Hacking and coding isn’t that hard. This isn’t to discredit your worth ethic and accomplishments (I deeply admire you) it’s a PSA to your followers.

Is there an internet cat whose deeds you’d like to emulate?

Take a little time and learn how the tech you interact with every day works. You’d be surprised at how “simple” most machines are. How vulnerable you personally are.

People see the long streams of numbers and words and get psyched out. But really you just need to learn rules. Some coding classes are like 3 months long. It’s a learnable hobby in your own time like baking.

yeah! a big part of why i do the work i do (primarily as like a "science communicator" type girlie for hacking/activism rly) is that i am trying to show people they can do things like that and show that curiosity rly is everything :) that's why u try to keep my technical writing as accessible as possible as well

[cameronsbabydoll]

do you have any dark pope fic au ideas?? there isn’t a lot of representation of him

yes i have a few! i was just talking to @jukeboxsweethearttt about dark!pope fics!!!

memory implantation — in a dystopian world, pope steals a prototype device that lets him alter your memories. he rewrites your mind so you believe you’ve always been in love with him.

cloning obsession — after you die unexpectedly, pope creates a clone of you. but the clone isn't exactly you — she's scared, confused... and completely under his control.

soul binding — pope makes a deal with something ancient to bind your soul to his. every time you try to leave him, you get sick, weaker... until you're too broken to resist.

artificial companion — you’re an ai designed for companionship. pope was supposed to just beta-test you, but he becomes obsessed, keeping you locked away from the world and upgrading you to fit all his twisted fantasies.

virtual reality trap — pope creates a simulation where you’re his perfect girlfriend. the real you is stuck somewhere else, trapped in a never-ending dream world where you can’t escape him.

time loop prisoner — every time you try to leave pope, he resets the day. you’re trapped in a time loop, forced to relive your relationship over and over until you "get it right" — his version of right.

experimental serum — pope invents a drug that makes the user emotionally dependent on the first person they see. he "accidentally" doses you with it during a party, then carefully makes sure he's the first face you look at.

siren cult leader — fantasy au where pope is a siren who uses his voice to lure humans to worship him. he chooses you as his personal devotee... and punishes you harshly when you try to fight it.

black market bride — in a near-future setting where human trafficking is high-tech, pope “buys” you off the black market. you were meant to be sold off to someone else — but pope decides you’re his now.

behavioral engineering — pope secretly studies you like an experiment, manipulating your environment, your food, your sleep, everything... until you break down exactly the way he planned. and then he “comforts” you like the hero he always pretended to be.

mind maze — pope creates a labyrinthine digital world inside your mind. you think you're living your normal life, but really, he’s testing how far he can push you before you beg him to be your "guide" out.

consciousness transfer — after an accident, pope saves your life... by uploading your consciousness into a machine he designed. now you’re trapped in a body he can program, update, punish.

dream hacking — pope invents a way to hack dreams. he invades your sleep every night, inserting himself into your dreams, making you crave him without even realizing why you wake up needing him.

chemical conditioning — pope develops a pheromone or chemical only he can trigger in you — making you addicted to his presence, his voice, his touch, until withdrawal feels like you're dying.

ethics experiment — under the guise of a psychology study, pope tricks you into participating in experiments that slowly dismantle your sense of right and wrong, turning you into exactly what he wants.

parasite control — super dark fantasy/sci-fi: pope engineers a microscopic parasite that bonds with your brainstem. you feel everything — the fear, the shame, the pleasure — but can’t fight it when he gives a command.

rewriting reality — after studying forbidden science, pope learns how to bend small aspects of reality. he tweaks tiny things about you — your memory, your body, your emotions — until you’re the dream girl he always thought he deserved.

invisible god complex — pope becomes so good at predicting human behavior (like a scary-level psychologist) that he basically plays god without anyone knowing — especially you. every choice you think you make? he planned it months ago.

[kamrulislamsakib]

The Evolution of Hacking: From Cyberpunk Fantasy to Real-World Reality

Hacking has been a part of internet culture for as long as there’s been an internet to hack. For some, it’s a rebellious act—tearing down the walls built by corporations or governments. For others, it’s an artform, a way of playing with systems, seeing how far you can push boundaries. But what does hacking really mean today? And why does it still capture our imagination?

Historically, hacking has been portrayed as a dark art. Think back to movies like The Matrix or Hackers—hackers as antiheroes, taking down the system from the inside. But while these portrayals are often exaggerated, they did reflect a truth: hacking represents a desire to reclaim power and control. In a world where tech companies and governments collect personal data and monitor our every move, hacking is one way to level the playing field.

In the real world, hacking has taken on many forms. There’s ethical hacking, where people are hired to test systems for vulnerabilities, and there’s black-hat hacking, which involves illegal activities. But even those who engage in illegal hacking often see themselves as part of a larger rebellion against control and surveillance.

It’s easy to romanticize hacking, to see it as this cool, underground world of rebellious acts and revolutionary potential. But the reality is more complex. Hacking today isn’t just about taking down the man; it’s about finding flaws, building something new, or even just learning how things work beneath the surface. It’s about pushing boundaries, challenging authority, and questioning the systems that run our world.

And perhaps that’s the real reason hacking still resonates with so many people. It’s not just a skill or a rebellion—it’s a form of empowerment. It’s the ability to break free from the constraints placed on us, even if only for a moment.

In a world where everything feels so rigid, so controlled, hacking is the ultimate act of freedom. It’s a reminder that the digital world is malleable, that we can create our own paths through it, and that the rules are often made to be broken.

[creativecupcake]

Oh Goddess Beyond Part 3

Ok, heads up! This is gonna be LONG cause I really want to get Amira the game already! I want some input if y’all can. Do y’all want Yuuto as a romantic interest or keep him platonic?

Warning ‼️ Mentions of death, childhood neglect, bullying, and harassment. Nothing too serious but I do bring up the topics. Plus the yanderes are finally starting to show their faces!

Chapter 3 - A Goddess Comes Home

Part 1, Part 2 , Part 3

The end of year was rapidly approaching as the Night Raven students and staff went through plan after plan, spell after spell to break through to the other side of the Ramshackle mirror. But nothing seemed to work. They would get so close, only to have an invisible barrier to keep wrecking every attempt. They had made some progress when Yuu had mentioned Silver’s spell allowing him into the mirror world. The whole Mickey  situation was explained and then how Silver had found Yuu and Grim in Mickey’s dream/the mirror. They had gotten so close, Silver had even been able to step into her word one night when she was asleep. But it was like he was in a bubble, he was there but couldn’t touch anything. 

They’d all agreed to separate for winter break, hoping to find some clue to get over the last hurdle. Each of their homelands had unique magics and gifts from the Goddess, maybe they could find the key there? Truthfully, most of the boys had originally wanted to stay on campus and ‘keep an eye’ on the Goddess. It got to the point that the staff had gotten Idia and Ignihyde to make the Ramshackle mirror’s monitor able to stream on a secured network. Speaking of Idia, since the Goddess’ phone was connected to her computer, he and Ortho were able to use a mix of technomagic and hacking abilities to get access to her computer. They’d begun watching some of her old streams and looking into other aspects of her life in the other realm. 

With the permission of staff, limited information had started being distributed to the rest of the student body. Heartslabyul students debated over every assignment and paper the Goddess had written on ethics and laws, discussing how this changed or supported the Queen of Hearts laws. Savanaclaw praised her strength when it was revealed that the Goddess had taken up kickboxing. And don’t get them started on any time she mentioned liking a certain animal, there was a vicious debate on what her favorite animal was. Octavinelle beamed with pride upon learning that the Goddess of contracts was not only studying business but had her own small business that she ran on her own. Octavinelle and Pomfiore actually had oddly detailed discussions on this topic as her business was selling handmade and thrifted one of a kind outfits that she altered. She even had options to make totally custom items for customers, with the right price of course. The fact that she talked about ethical treatment of workers, a dislike for fast fashion, and her love of smaller or family owned businesses seemed to rejuvenate both dorms. 

Speaking of rejuvenated dorms, Scarabia students took up a majority of the top ranking students all of a sudden. They would constantly play and replay a clip of the Goddess saying how she loved learning new things, and how a desire to constantly learn no matter the topic was an admirable trait. Ignihyde, oh Ignihyde were practically extroverted with how excited they were. I mean, their Goddess was a streamer, loved video games, and had admitted to being an introvert for the most part. There was a forum going around Ignihyde (with input from some outside students) on games that were similar to the Goddess’ favorites. Some students had even begun gathering together to make custom games and tech for the Goddess when she arrived. Idia and Ortho had a hand in every item, with Idia occasionally gloating about how he knew the Goddess’ preferences the best. And finally, Diasomnia were practically rabid. They gushed over the Goddess’ virtual model, her outfits, the wings that seemed to be made of glass, the small scales that seemed to litter her cheeks and shoulders. Many a discussion was held about the meanings behind every choice in her model and outfit. Some had made paintings and other works of art depicting the Goddess both in her model form and her true form. Artists across campus were practically swamped in commissions. 

Those who were allowed direct contact with the Goddess had taken rotations monitoring the mirror. They had come to learn so much about her and had individual moments they all loved to replay. 

“I’d say my favorite foods are spicy-” Cater rejoiced. “I do love sweet things, but in limited amounts. I’d say my favorite dish would be Arabic Chicken Biriyani, but I also love when I can make homemade Samak Harra, when I can make it.” Cater absolutely gushed over the pictures of the homemade food she flashed on screen. 

‘Do you like cooking, or prefer for someone else to do it?’ 

“I do like cooking, but I feel like it’s a required skill for any adult, especially a partner.” 

‘Oh? So what about guys like Trey and Jamil must be a dream for you Rara.’ 

“Trey and Jamil? I’ll admit I would die to try some of their signature dishes. Trey’s baking always looks gorgeous.” Trey was trying not to die of happiness, the Goddess herself complimented his baking. Oh no, he needs to find out her favorite dishes! He needs to practice them until they are perfect. “Not to mention Jamil seems to have a perfect grasp of his spices. Seeing him teach Grim and Yuu about spices and how to toast them or add them to a dish reminds me of my great grandfather when I was learning to cook.” Oh, Jamil was full of pride, the Goddess called his cooking perfect. “Truthfully those two are part of my Male Wife category with Ruggie, Jade, and Floyd.” Male wife!?

‘Ok, I can see Trey, Jamil, and Jade in the Male Wife role, but Floyd and Ruggie?’ 

“Yeah, Floyd has mentioned more than once he really enjoys cooking, but his attitude can affect his cooking. Which I mean, mood, but I see him as being just as good as Jade in the food prep department, though Jade does get extra points for his tea preparations and tidiness, not to mention I think having a garden with him would be great.” The tweels were more than happy to be on the list, though this may have started a new competition between them. (Floyd wanted to get rid of Jade’s ‘extra points’.) “Ruggie is with Jamil near the top of my Male wife category though. He cooks, he cleans, he knows how to budget and take care of groceries and a home. I mean, what else is there?” Ah, Ruggie was too speechless to even give his usual cackle, but his little tail was wagging. 

‘Rara! Since you make your own fashion, who would you want to design for the most?’ 

“If you mean who would I think I could design something for, everyone. They all have such unique looks and styles and it would be fun to see what I could make for them all.” Oh, to think of being gifted something, anything, from the Goddess; especially a custom outfit meant to reflect their ‘unique look’. “If you mean who do I think would fit my style of fashion, I’d say Floyd, Vil, Cater, and Lilia. Maybe Leona too.” 

‘Why do you think they fit best? Like why Floyd?’ 

“Well Floyd mentioned in his broom birthday look that he loves experimenting with land fashion. He really loves new things and color combinations. Most of my looks are a little more out there and play with colors. Plus we both love and appreciate shoes.” Floyd had never been so happy before. His sweet little Goddess knew him so well. He wanted to squeeze her and never let go. 

“Vil is an obvious choice. While the style may not match his personal taste he has discussed his appreciation for alternative styles and different body types. I feel like even if the style is not for him, he would give me honest feedback and we could have a great discussion over fashion and the industry.” Vil was aglow, Rook had his usual poetic diatribe. Vil was sure he would adore any item literal perfection could give him. He was practically in a daze dreaming about talking fashion and modeling any and every item he could for her. 

“Cater would be fun to go thrifting with and helping him make the perfect MagiCam worthy outfit.” Cater.exe has stopped working, please wait while he reboots. “Truthfully, I feel like his more skater and alt fashion fits my vibes perfectly. And while I do feel like Cater looks adorable in his normal looks, I want to see him be his true self. He’s a great guy and I want to see more of Cater, not the filter.” Oh, never mind. Cater.exe has full on crashed due to overheating. His face was even redder than Riddle’s hair. 

“Lilia is pretty obvious. He is pretty much full alt, and I’m living for it.” Lilia’s poor old heart! Oh how this fae thanked the Goddess. “Truthfully I’d love to make him a whole set, and get to style his hair. I mean, I love his short hair, but Lilia also rocks the long locks. His style is just fun to play with.” And now Lilia is contemplating going back to his look back in his general days. 

‘Rara, you’ve talked about relating to a lot of the boys, especially the overblots. Do you have a specific boy that you relate to?’ 

“Ruggie.” The reply was so fast and so serious in tone that it threw off the previously cheery vibe that day. “I really adore Ruggie, he’s one of the sweetest boys, and hyenas are one of my favorite animals, like big top five. I had a hyperfixation on them for so long, did you know they’re actually in the mongoose family? Their closest relative is, like, meerkats! They are super cool, they’re smart, and they are so social it’s awesome!” Ok, who allowed their Goddess to be so cute? Ruggie was crying hearing his Goddess talk about his kind with such kind words. 

“Sorry, sorry, got off topic. But I do love Ruggie. The only thing is I relate a little too well. Like with the overblot boys I do relate to Azul’s bullying, Jamil’s parentification, and Leona’s ostracization, but growing up in poverty affected me a lot more.” Oh, we’re trying to start a war here? While the overblot boys feel a closer relation too our poor Goddess, everyone was beyond pissed to hear she had faced such poor treatment. 

“For those of you who have been around a while, you know I am more than willing to get serious and talk about my upbringing. My family was not the most healthy. My father was the youngest and FAR behind his siblings in age, and also favor with my grandparents. So he tried to ‘keep up with’ my uncles.” She looked uncomfortable talking about it all, but clearly had resolve. “My mother and father made sure we had a nice house, car; new clothes every time we went to see my father’s side of the family. But we were poor. We were lucky if the money lasted each paycheck. The worst thing was not having food, not that I needed more food according to my family.” Snide comments said under her breath made Ramshackle feel smothering. Why? Why had she been through such unfair circumstances? Who could be so stupid to waste money like that. “Being so food insecure made me have a bad relationship with food for a while. But it also inspired me to be more mindful of my money and volunteer at the local food bank. No child should feel that pain.” She rested her hand on her stomach, as if feeling a distant pain of hunger. “That’s also why the minute I can I want to start a garden or planter box to grow my own food. Sorry if that got heavy, but that’s why I relate to Ruggie the most.” The air felt heavy in their lungs, a sickly atmosphere suffocating them all in sorrow. 

‘I’m so sorry to hear that Rara. I hope you’re doing better. On a happier note can you tell us about your favorite animals? You said hyenas were top five, what else is there?’ 

“Nah, it’s good. I don’t want to drag the mood down but talking about it is the best thing, for myself and anyone out there who may be facing a similar situation.” Her smile was so friendly, even if it was small, it soothed the ache in all their hearts. After going through so many challenges she still wanted to raise others spirits. 

“My favorite animal is cats.” Grim was cheering, though didn’t he always say he wasn’t a cat? 

‘What type of cat? Like house cat?’ 

“No, you miss understand me. I mean ALL cats. Domestic and wild. Big and small. All cat, perfection.” No one had seen Leona smugger, boy was giving everyone the dirtiest little smirk. “Second would be elephants. They are smart and big babies, and basically have super powers. Third is frogs, nothing beats them in the cute department. Plus poison dart frogs are just the coolest thing. Hyenas are fourth. Then fifth and sixth flip places all the time. It’s either snakes or octopi.” Oh look, it’s Azul’s turn to be smug, with a little added Jamil. 

‘Hey, I know you said you relate to Ruggie the most, but what about Yuu? You said a few days ago your relationship was weird?’ 

This was it. What Yuuto had been waiting for since he discovered his tie to the Goddess, to Amira. He was frantic for the truth. Why he felt like being away from her put a heart in his chest. Why were most of his memories only of her when they were young? What else was he missing? 

“Truthfully, Yuu reminds me of my best friend that I lost…a long time ago. Yuuto was my closest and truest companion, and losing him, it broke me for the longest time.” She seemed to choke up for a second, tears welling up in her eyes. 

“For those of you that don’t know, I’m German and grew up back in a smaller town in Germany. Yuuto was my first real friend when I was little. His family moved from Japan for some opportunity, and he didn’t really know the language. We were both bullied, but we bonded, we stood up for each other.” A sad smile grew on her face as she seemed to relax, lost in memories. 

“I remember I brought him into a world I was creating, named him my Champion, cause he knew martial arts and let me watch him practice kendo. He was so sweet, so compassionate, and so strong. We were inseparable.” She looked so happy, Yuu felt his heart break and mend all at once as he remembered the things she discussed. He longed to hold her again, to have his friend by his side. 

“We made a whole world full of magic and monsters, Yuuto wanted to be a big hero, defeating dark inky shadows and making friends with dragons and beasts. Oh, I remember one time I was creating a familiar for him, Yuu-chan was complaining about how a little black cat wasn’t cool enough for a champion. We had a whole argument about how to make him ‘cooler’. ‘He needs blue flames-orange flames are too basic! Ami-chan he needs a sharp tail to scare monsters with!’ Uh, he was such a dork, but I loved making our world together. I think I still have the old doodles of his familiar. We ended up making him like a Pokémon, starts off small and cute but becomes a big beast later!” Oh boy, that was a revelation. Grim WAS Yuu’s familiar! But not just that, he had a hand in creating his own friend. Grim was practically bouncing off the walls, the Goddess herself had made him! He was so super special! Yuu couldn’t help but laugh at Grim’s excitement, but hearing Amira try to mock his childhood voice warmed his heart even more. 

“Neither of us had the best families, or the easiest times with school, but we had each other.” Her tone shifted, mood suddenly turning somber. “I remember my parents were dragging me off to another family event, but I just had this feeling in my gut…something wasn’t right. I begged my parents, I begged Yuu-chan’s parents, I even went to Yuuto myself and made him SWEAR on our kingdom that he would stay at home and be safe while I was gone. But when I got back, my friend was gone. We buried an empty coffin.” Tears threatened to roll down her cheeks, as her once vibrant eyes became vacant. “I never had the heart to ask what happened. Everyone always just called it a ‘terrible accident’. I was devastated after it all, and so, so, alone. I remember I went back to our old writing one last time. Going back to our world and seeing all our creations hurt, but I went back one last time. I wrote Yuu-chan into the world. He was my Champion, he would return stronger than ever, surrounded by true friends, and he would be happy. I haven’t been able to touch any of it since, felt like if I did I would just break it. That’s why seeing Yuu in Twisted Wonderland is so complicated for me.” She took a shaky breath, trying to reign back in all her emotions. “I can’t see him, I can’t be sure he’s MY Yuu-chan, but it feels like that goofball is living our childhood dream and it makes me so happy, but that pain just doesn’t go away.”

Yuu, no, Yuuto remembered that day. She’d been so distraught, tears rolling down her chubby cheeks like waterfalls. He’d kept his promise and stayed at home while she was away, but something happened. He remembered yelling, doors slamming, his head and body hurt, but none of it was clear. He stared solemnly at her in the mirror as his friends tried to console him. He knew it in his heart, he didn’t die, Amira, a true goddess of compassion, had saved him and somehow led him to his friends, to Twisted Wonderland. She had saved him, and while the time in between was a blur, he felt nothing but strength and comfort. This solidified his resolution, he would bring her here, where she was safe. He remembered her kindness, the bullying they both suffered, and don’t get him started on her FaMiLy. She saved him and now it was his turn to return the action. 

That was before they all split up for winter break. There had been a moment of worry when it seemed the Goddess had forgotten her phone when leaving for her own break, but they all calmed down after Idia was able to confirm that she was logging into her accounts from another device and all seemed fine. They used the time to research and go through her back log of streams and videos. Though some like Leona weren’t too keen on it, they had created a group chat to discuss any discoveries or ideas that came up.

Did you see the video of her kickboxing? How did she take down someone like five times her size?! -HeartBreaker

Of course she did, she’s mentioned training in her last couple videos -HowlingWolf

It’s so cool how she balances her training, business, and school. -ChickMagnet

Don’t be talking about her height like that! She uses her height and her good looks better than Vil! -ApplePom 

I took note of all of her moves and she seems to use her size to avoid opponents and hit key muscles for the biggest impact. -AnalysisFlame 

How could you doubt the power of the Goddess! She is beyond perfection! She balances all things so well! -LivingBolt 

Oh! What true beauté, her representative form is so unique and delicate! And to receive such a compliment from pure perfection. -ArrowToTheHeart

Yes, I do admit hearing the Goddess herself that she likes my beauty mark is quite the honor. -OceanaryEntrepreneur 

I would hope that you two do not grow egos over a simple complement. But I must admit I admire the design of her virtual model, the glass wings are such a unique and ethereal touch. -BeautyQueen 

I do admit the wings are quite distinctive, as are the crowns and cuffs in her hair. -QueenofHearts 

I know! She looks SO magicam worthy! She is so cute, look at all her designs! -CayCay 

I just had a thought about when we bring her here. -RamshackleRangeler 

What is on your mind Child of Man? -GaoGaoDrago

Amira seems to know she made Twisted Wonderland, but not so much that she’s a. Goddess. I’m a bit worried about the shock of arriving here so suddenly and changing status. -RamshackleRangeler 

Champion-shi is right, Ortho and I have been analyzing how she talks about our world and she seems to see herself separate from us. I’d hate to suddenly be thrust into the limelight like that. -SSRHacker 

That’s true. I will bring up to the staff how we can ease her back into the world so as to not stress her holiness. -BigBat

 That was the trend most of the holidays. They had found some spells and old techniques that may help, but no serious breakthrough through. All seemed pretty uneventful, until they returned from the new year. 

URGENT! EVERYONE GET TO RAMSHACKLE ASAP! -SSRHacker 

All available students and staffed dropped what they were doing and rushed to Ramshackle.Upon arriving they found Idia nearly breaking down as he typed furiously, bouncing between monitors. Ortho was trying his best to calm his brother, with little success. 

“What’s the issue Radish Sprout, it better be as serious as it seems,” Leona growled, his fur standing on edge already. 

“Sadly it is very serious Leona Kingscholar-san. The Goddess is in a terrible state. Nini-chan is looking into the details now, but she seems so distraught.” Ortho brought up the display of her world, revealing a sad sight. There she sat on her messy bed, hair disheveled and vacant stare. Her room seemed to be rifled through but she seemed too out of it to notice. She wasn’t crying at the moment but you could clearly see her red rimmed eyes and her cheeks were stained with tear tracks. 

“What happened?” Malleus’ voice was short, cold, and a threatening rumble of thunder echoed through the dorm. 

“I can’t believe this,” Idia’s voice was clearly shocked as his frantic face began turning to one of rage. 

“Shroud. Give us the details, immediately.” Crewel and Trein stepped up, quickly trying to calm the crowd before something started. Idia motioned Ortho over and they pulled up three big displays to give everyone a clear view. 

“Someone has accused her of plagiarizing her school work,” Ortho started explaining, Idia was too angry to say anything intelligible. The screen showed an email from her university claiming that another student claimed that she had copied all of her essays from them. The school was being quite harsh, claiming that she was to be kicked out immediately, that a ‘counsel’ would be held to review her work, and that she would be stripped of all her achievements and awards. 

“Then it seems that the school reached out to her family,” cue a barrage of messages from various family members calling her a disappointment, various names, asking why she would damage the family’s name. “Her father has sent a message declaring that she was not to come home and they were disowning her. Her mother also sent a message saying that she was to never to reach out to them.” The tension in Ramshackle was palpable. Everyone’s anger and disgust at the situation was only adding to their frazzled nerves. 

“Then Idia-nii was able to find messages from her so called friends stating that they want distance from her, not wanting to be dragged down by her bad name.” That. That was the final straw. The room became filled with outraged voices, all shouting about how this situation was ridiculous. 

“So she’s been isolated from her school, family, and friends? Sounds like someone was doing this on purpose,” Leona’s observation seemed to chill the room. I mean who would ever try to hurt someone as kind as the Goddess? WHY!? 

“That’s what Nini-chan thinks too, he’s trying to search for any proof of the culprit! We wanted to ask for some assistance on proving the Goddess’ innocence as well. It’s obvious she worked very hard on all of her work! She deserves the credit!” Ortho was absolutely fired up, everyone was waiting for him to pull out a laser like he did during the ghost bride fiasco. 

“Octavinelle would be more than happy to review all of her contract works and ethics papers, we will clear our Lady’s name immediately,” Azul was quick to step up. Jade and Floyd following, their smiles colder than ever before. 

“I plan to have Pomfiore look into her friends and family, if we can get some Ignihyde support to gain access to social media we will find any and everyone who is smearing the name of perfection.” Vil had a poisonous atmosphere radiating from his perfect smile. Rook and Epel were looking equally as deadly as they added their support. 

“You’ll have Ignihyde’s support, but I’m not letting these pigs tarnish her name! I don’t care if I have to dox them all myself! Even after we bring her over I want these blasphemous normies to pay for hurting the literal Goddess of progress and peace!” Idia was practically foaming at the mouth in anger. 

“Don’t think you’re the only one wanting to get pay back for hurting the Goddess herself Shroud.” Malleus insisted, his usual smile eerily malicious. “We will all be making sure they pay for what they have done. It is quite obvious they do not appreciate her kindness and warmth.” 

“Khee he he, well said Malleus. We’ll make sure these rotten scoundrels regret turning on her for the rest of their lives.” Lilia voiced his agreement, getting various sounds of agreement from the others. 

“Is there anything we can assist with?” The Ramshackle ghosts cut in, spooking some of the boys. “We’ve been trying to help more at the school so you all had time to work on the portal, but we can’t stand by when the Lady herself has been hurt!” Before anyone could respond Riddle unexpectedly cried out. 

“That’s it! I think I know how to get past the barrier!” Riddle shouted, looking at Trey who seemed to be catching on. 

“You don’t mean-” 

“Che’nya. His signature spell should allow him to reappear just beyond the barrier.” Hope seemed to burst within the group, could this be it? The final push they needed to get her here, away from all those that betrayed her? Bringing in an RSA student made their skin crawl, but they did not care, she was far more important. 

“Even if Che’nya can get past the barrier I worry about getting her back, not to mention she would not leave Ghost or Toast behind, and I’m sure she has some sentimental items.” Yuu brought up, wanting to make sure they wouldn’t upset her further by not thinking of little details. “We’ve tried to destroy the barrier before, but nothing has been strong enough to keep it down or make a big enough entrance.” Yuu turned to Leona, both knowing what he was thinking immediately. “Leona’s unique magic is stronger than most, it should help us get everything through on our end.” 

“Well now herbivore, isn’t that just a fun idea.” Leona smirked, already running multiple plans through his head. “With a few tweaks and some strong magic, like the Lizard, to keep the portal open, this may just work.” 

“It seems we have two plans to complete then,” Crewel cut in, his tone dripping with rage. “Myself and Sam will assist Ignihyde, Pomfiore, and Octavinelle in clearing the Goddess’ impeccable name, as well as making sure her room and wardrobe are ready. Not to mention making sure to cut all those corrupted mutts down a peg.” 

“Vargas and I will make sure every preparation and detail is taken care of for the portal. To actually bring the Goddess and her things here will take more magic than before. We need to have a clear list of any items we should bring, Yuu would you please assist us with that?” Yuu nodded and ran off with Grim to start on it all. “Vargas will work with the more physical students. The old magic circles that the Goddess gifted the old mages seem to help quite a bit with the portal. We ask that you all talk to your students and get them to help where their talents are the most useful.” Trein instructed them, holding their attention well. “Finally, Crowley will go with Mr Rosehearts and Clover to RSA to get their student. We will keep the Goddess to ourselves as much as possible, but we need to do what we must to bring her home.”  

“While I agree with that all, I think we need to ease her now,” Yuu said, returning with Grim. “If Idia can access her computer I remember a song that used to put her to sleep instantly. Would be best to let her get some rest.” 

“I can do that!” Idia and Ortho immediately returned to their computers. With that Yuu helped them pull up the song and they all watched her body slowly relax. Her eyes closing as she tried to fight the sleep, before she finally gave in. She fell into her bed, pulling a plush creature into her arms. The room eased a bit seeing her finally resting. They all went to work immediately, if this worked they could get her home in two or three days tops. 

Night Raven had been nonstop energy since that night. The students had been up in arms hearing about the slander the Goddess was facing; they were more than happy to put in the effort to help either team. Crowley hated having to ask for Ambrose’s student or help, but the raven could puff his feathers with pride showing off the Champion to his rival. He did NOT miss the opportunity to brag about how the Goddess and Champion had chosen his school. And while RSA was more than willing to lend them Che’nya, but requested that their students be allowed to lend the school aid. Riddle, Trey, and Yuu had to talk Crowley into letting them at least review their spells and preparations, reminding him that they needed to assure the Goddess’ safety and comfort when arriving in their world. Both schools agreed to secrecy, signing the golden contracts Azul had conjured. 

Finally, finally, it was time. Crewel and Vil had paused their work to make a sleeping drought. They were using Silver’s unique magic to strengthen the mirror’s connection to the Goddess, so keeping her in a deeper sleep gave them time to gather her pets and her things. Malleus and all the other housewardens and vices would pour their magic into the mirror spell to make it as easy as possible for the group to travel. Leona would break down the barrier to allow everything to pass through. And Che’nya would be the one to enter the Goddess’ room and pass her and her things through it all. 

It was draining, the mirror took so much more energy than before. If they hadn’t had powerhouses like Malleus and Riddle they may not have been able to pull it off. Silver felt himself being pulled into the Goddess’ dream the minute Leona started breaking down the barrier. It was so soothing and serene that he had to fight off the temptation. Leona, for once, loved his unique magic. The barrier was much harder to break down, but he could do it, he could show the Goddess the King of Beasts praised just how useful he was. Che’nya, oh Che’nya was in heaven. Her room, though still a mess, smelled incredible. It smelled like home, and comforted him, calling for him to rest and just enjoy her presence. 

He would love to, another day he would, but today he needed to bring her home. Slipping her the sleeping drought  was simple enough, her cats though were another story. The bigger one stood over her, screeching at him that no one was to touch his mother. The little one though, dang, that one full on threatened to claw his eyes out. It took him a minute to explain that they were here to take her back home and away from all the mean people making her cry. The cats were skeptical but clung to her body and allowed him to gather her items first. Passing them through the barrier he triple checked the list before grabbing her phone and gently picking her up off the bed. Ghost and Toast sitting on her stomach, making threats the whole time. The three closed the barrier and carried her things back to Ramshackle. 

The silence when everyone saw her face, finally here in person. They swore to be ready when she woke up. They would ease her into the world, but none of them were willing to give up any time in her presence. Now that she was here they would pour all their energy into utterly destroying everyone left in her realm. They took her to the room they prepared for her and laid her on top of it. The fairies that lived around campus shooed them out of the room, changing her into an elegant silk gown that Kalim had gotten for her. With that they tucked her into the plush bed, and settled around her room, singing her soft lullabies. The Goddess beyond the mirror had finally returned home, and everyone was more than ready to be at her beck and call.

[aurorangen]

How was Felix's case going? Not good. Their current tactics in exploiting the scammers were not enough for the court. From their sources, the Sterling-Ricos had hacked into the bank organisation to steal Felix's money. Apparently, the bank had a request to fortify their system security from any tech company and since Isaac was a certified ethical hacker, he secured the job before anyone else! Through this method, he also found concrete evidence to end the scammers! He looked up after learning of the new data...

"I found something." All his new findings were enough for legal proceedings on their half, but there was also evidence concerning corruption or money laundering schemes...meaning the Sterling-Rico family could be connected to something bigger.

"Let's transfer this over to detectives, it's not something of our scope," Vincent thought. "Good job Isaac, I'm glad you spotted this."

With Isaac as his right-hand man, Vincent believes they could take on anything. "Anyway, where'd you learn how to hack?" he was curious. "Oh, I took some cybersecurity classes during law school. More hard work and now here I am, eyes as sharp as an eagle," Isaac joked around with his nickname back then. Vincent laughed and sat down, "Lucky you're on our side with that!"

Isaac took off his glasses and chuckled, "Heh, they don't call me Eagle Eyes for nothing."

[hannahssimblr]

“That bit is upside down,” Jen chews her lip, holding two halves of a tent pole. “Or is it? I don’t know. Maybe you were right.”

“I have no clue, to be honest.” I hold my hands up in surrender and back away from the crumpled heap that is our shared tent for the weekend, the sight of which fills me with increasing dread. “You know what I’m like. I can’t do stuff like this.”

“Like read?” She scrutinises the crumpled instruction sheet for the tenth time. “This shouldn’t be so hard for us. Do you think we should have been assessed in school?”

“For a learning difficulty? What? No. There weren’t classes for this kind of complicated stuff. It’s not our fault.”

“It’s piss easy,” Shane comments. He assembled both his tent and Claire’s and Evie’s in the time it took Jen and me to wrestle our tent parts from the bag. “You put the poles together, thread them through the tarp, and stick the pins in the ground. What’s the matter with ye?”

“Dunno. We’re just fucking stupid, I suppose.”

“Push over, I’ll do it.” 

Jen lets the poles roll off her palm onto the ground and we let him, watching uselessly as he slots the poles together with some sort of insane, military efficiency and has the whole thing standing neatly, our perfect, nylon dome, in about two minutes flat. 

“Thanks,” I say. 

Jen echoes. “Yeah, jeez, cheers for that.”

“Do you ever think the real world is, like, going to come and bite ye in the arses?” Shane wonders, wiping the sweat from his face with the hem of his t-shirt. “When you go off and start living on your own, I mean. Do you ever worry you won’t be able to hack it?��

I look at Jen, and she at me. I shrug. “I’m moving to a city, like, do you think there’ll be wilderness excursions there, or something?”

“You might eventually need to read instructions, is all.”

I grin. “Someone else can do it for me.”

“Right, yeah.” his brow furrows. “I’m just saying, like, you might get a bit of a shock when you’re out there on your own.”

“I’ve been alone though,” I argue. ��It’s not like my parents do everything for me. I’m not one of those kids who was-”

“Yeah, not with all things, just some things. Like, what if you ever needed to earn your own money, to get a job in a restaurant or something? Do you not think you’d need a bit of know-how, a bit of practical experience?”

I scoff. “Why would I need to do that?”

“Because sometimes people have to work.” I hate the way he’s saying it, and feel my body stiffen like hackles are rising along my spine. Of course, Shane is going on about this. Proper job this, practical experience that. 

This is the tone that accompanies every tactful reminder that he comes from a hardworking family and I, apparently, do not. Like my parents’ academic backgrounds lessen their credibility. Like it makes them snobbier, lazier, more willing to sneer at ordinary folk. What's true for them does not automatically extend to me. To think so is an insult. 

Shane’s dad is the head chef in some hotel in Tullamore, his mother a florist who works seven days a week, and they have drilled into him and Kelly their extraordinary, frankly ridiculous work ethic. They think it’s normal, aspirational even, to get up at five in the morning for some mundane job. But I know something with more truth to it: that there’s merit in taking it easy, with relaxing, sleeping in, and spending time with the things you enjoy. And, by the way, what does all of this have to do with a tent? 

I plaster on my best laid back smile and drop a hand onto his shoulder. 

“This is a boring conversation.” I insist, in the hopes that I will embarrass him out of putting me through this conversation. “Let’s grab a few drinks, yeah? Talking about future stuff should be off-limits for the weekend.”

He shrugs. “I suppose, yeah. I’ll drop it.”

“Thanks, mate.”

I amble over to where the girls hang out on the grass and join them, getting Claire to pass me of the drinks we smuggled through among an inaccessible pile of socks and underwear at the bottom of her bag. I crack it open and swish the beer around my mouth. It’s warm, horrible, but it’s wonderful in another way. It’s the most authentic experience possible. Here I am, in a field, drinking warm beer with the sun on my face. Carefree, with the rhythmic beat from the main stage pulsing through the earth beneath me. I could get used to things being simple.

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[oblivionbladetd]

Learning from Lorch:

and it's Nobody's Fault but Her Own.

Now, saying Lorch overshares is like saying whatever day that today is ends in a "y." Though my goal today is to highlight how dire this shit really is, because putting aside my hatred for a minute, this shit is heinous.

To start small, we have a pretty comprehensive understanding of her, her interests, and a general timeline of her life. Not weird until you remember she isn't a storytime youtuber. She just blabs about herself in depth that much, now even more damning with corroboration from Courtney. With the ability to just notice her general and genuine behavior, you can always sort the bullshit like how Sai called all the bull in her patreon storytime.

Though it gets worse by the fact they aren't crafty in their new fanfics and full mask off in their old ones. Add a bit of being horny on main, and we now know what she's into and see it everywhere in her vids and fanfics. So that helps paint the awful picture of her less savory deeds because she's too open about her kinks.

I've covered this on my Parasocial on Purpose post for the most part, but this shit goes even deeper, example?

Now, aside from the boneheadedness of discussing finance even as cheaky memes, we are starting to get an idea of the state of Lily's income. Though beyond this with accounts from Lizzy and others, this is also a sign of financial manipulation. Talking about all the nice things she gets her partners online, either intentionally or not. It doesn't matter which, it's not terribly cool to do. Worse yet, she talks of Mikheya's financial woes to fill dead air in streams... because she's not talking to stalkers, she's talking to the sympathic ears of her fans. Or at least claims to in that infamous post that got her shitcanned off tumblr (You're welcome everybody), Which I still stand by that she's not in a discord server, she's in public showing her and her wife's whole asses and calling us weird for saying anything.

Though now we get to the big one... On kiwifarms, through about twelve posts and a bored evening with google Maps, have Lily narrowed down to a single apartment complex in a town i will not disclose here for my own moral reasons. Now I know a few have written this off as the farms being obsessed Trans hating assholes, and while you wouldn't be wrong, it's worth saying normally you'd need to do illegal shit to get this information aaaannnd, they have not. They just paid attention and used google Street View to compare photos. I can not stress this enough that if Lily lived in a suburb instead of an apartment complex, you could pretend to be a door to door salesman or a politician and find her in LESS THAN AN HOUR. That is HORRIFYING! Somebody on some terrorist shit would call it, "A very convenient AoE."

Now, while it is very easy to just write off as bad actors being bad, I will stress Lily has made herself a public figure. None of this information was obtained by bugging her house or hacking her PC or without her knowledge. She shared every last iota of this knowledge publicly, by her, of her own accord, by her own hand. For valuable perspective, we have storytime youtubers that have their hole ass job being to talk at length about their life that have a tighter leash on this kind of information. I hate to be that guy, but especially after you graduate from internet fuck-all-nobody to a semi-famous internet celeb, you sorta lose the right to be shocked that bad actors can and will use all the shit you spew all over the public channels of the web to be bad actors.

It is not the internet at larges responsibility to protect and shield those that can't be assed to practice basic internet safety. I'd feel worse about the sheer amount of shit we just got to know about Lily wasn't her own damn fault. Say what you will about the ethics. If you play fast and loose with your private information, it will end up exactly where you don't want it. Please be safe and be very conservative with your private info.

Oh, and Lily, if you're reading this. "The sympathetic ears" you talked about are people you don't know and will never meet. It's always good to know yours, and your wife's safety and privacy means less than the monopoly money that Parasocial sympathy basically is.

[cheatsru]

Valorant Hacks

Navigating the competitive landscape of Valorant can often feel like an uphill battle, especially when faced with highly skilled opponents. This is where Valorant Hacks come into play, providing players a unique edge to enhance their gaming experience. While it’s crucial to understand the ethical considerations surrounding hacks, many gamers argue that employing certain tools—from aim assists to wall hacks—can transform gameplay and unlock potential that might otherwise remain untapped.

One of the most intriguing aspects of using hacks in Valorant is how they challenge conventional gameplay norms. Instead of merely relying on hand-eye coordination and strategic thinking, players can explore new dynamics within matches by incorporating these tools. It sparks discussions about fairness and skill, leading us to question what constitutes true gaming prowess in an environment that’s increasingly driven by technology and innovation.

Moreover, communities that engage openly in hack usage foster a sense of camaraderie and shared learning experiences among players. Within forums or dedicated websites like CheatRu.com for Counter-Strike 2 hacks, individuals exchange tips not just on how to use cheats effectively but also on maintaining account safety while doing so. Ultimately, this multifaceted approach enables both casual gamers seeking fun escapes and competitive players looking for every possible advantage to find common ground, igniting a passionate conversation about the future of gaming as we know it.

[coralinnii]

I had some people a little curious as to how I rated the TWST boys in my "TWST guys I would let date my niece (theoretically)" post in terms of personality only (considering they're fictional and my niece is 10). I can't completely answer everyone since there's only so many words tumblr would let me write as a reply, so here's for anyone who was curious.

The rating system was created alongside my niece on what she wanted in a partner (as much as she understood dating, anyway), compatibility with her personality, and my input as someone who has either met, known, or fortunately and unfortunately dated ppl with such personalities. With this in mind, maybe our list would be different from how you would categorize, which yea fair enough. This is all hypothetical anyway and it was interesting to see what my niece likes.

This does NOT mean I dislike any of the TWST guy. Seeing how unique each of them are personality-wise is honestly amazing and I want to believe that even if you have what people call "red-flags", "dealbreakers" or "turn-offs", that doesn't necessarily make you a bad person, just incompatible (with exceptions of like really toxic, destructive traits, like stealing someone's dog. Don't do that, guys).

Has my seal of approval

Trey responsible, good work ethic, loves to bake + the bonus of cute glasses (apparently me and my niece really like glasses).

Kalim fun-loving, open to new experiences, optimistic, and willing to learn if you're willing to teach.

Silver kind if a bit intimidating-looking, takes care of others, family-oriented,

Jack responsible, good lifestyle, works hard, kind while kinda grumpy, family-oriented.

Vil responsible, good life habits, works hard for success, not stuck on gender norms, kind if sort of stuck-up.

Lilia mature, fun-loving, open to new experiences, loves kids, not quick to anger. He does have his secrets, tho.

Neige kind, works hard for success, not afraid to be silly,

Ok…but I’m keeping an eye on you

Ace he's kinda lazy and willing to cheat in school but not a bad person.

Cater not willing to be vulnerable sometimes but is a responsible person that respects boundaries.

Azul a bit too opportunistic (in a sense he's also judging the value of anything, first) for me and may not vibe well with my niece but not bad.

Jamil not happy with how he sometimes lies and insincerely flatters others, but I don't think he does it maliciously so not a bad guy(?)

Ortho prone to violence if he thinks that's the best logical solution (i.e, hacking into security and blowing up the school??) so kinda worried.

Chenya a little too fickle and in-and-out physically which worries me, but he seems loyal and brave.

First, you and I are gonna have a talk

Riddle mainly his temper and impatience…and the in-laws

Deuce also his temper, and my niece prefers smart ppl (ooff)

Ruggie the 5-finger discount don’t fly under my watch

Epel also temper and prone to get into fights in the beginning. Also, my niece's not into the "gotta be manly" mentality, what are you gonna do?

Sebek it's mostly the temper and shouting…and tone down the Malleus simping

Jade don’t be bringing drama into my household

Rook it’s the creepy simping

Malleus kinda seen in early Book 7 and the spectral realm event, he doesn't communicate and talk things through with others and just does things on his own because he's powerful enough to do so, which is just...something we gotta talk about, first.

Oh, you and I are gonna fight, first!

Leona spoiled to high heavens, gives up on a lot of things, and is too used to having things done for him. I'm not letting my niece become his maid!

Floyd No...just no. He's the friend that I worry my niece will someday have to pick up at the police station. No

Idia Quick to judge others, kinda thinks he's smarter than everyone, and has a hard time communicating and socializing even with his friends and partners. I know this because I used to date someone like Idia, and currently have a crush on another person very similar to him.

Rollo Also (sorta) dated someone like him which is...an experience. Treated me as someone pure and sweet, but disliked my friends because she thought they were bad influences. Also really wanted me to join her kinda sketchy religious thing which I wasn't really into.

[deathenfield]

The whole James Somerton affair perfectly encapsulates why I say I do not trust rich, affluent queers. The pursuit of money and privilege inherently dehumanizes you and turns you against your fellow man, or in his case, his fellow queers.

You cannot be a capitalist, to value money above all over things, and be ethical, they're opposite concepts. It doesn't matter how earnestly Somerton felt about his work, how he claimed he did everything for the LGBTQ+ community, everything he did was for money, and it if meant fucking over other queer people to do that, so be it. To me, the LGBTQ+ community is about love, support, and community, all of which capitalism stands in direct opposition of. Someone who desires capital more than anything will inevitably betray their humanity, inflicting cruelty onto others in pursuit of higher profits.

The queer writers who tried to make their voice and their communities' voices heard as they were dying of AIDS, the journalists who wrote about their experiences hoping that someone would learn something about themselves through them. Every LGBTQ+ writer who deserved to have their voices heard, but instead had their work stolen and obfuscated by a hack fraud who couldn't give less of a shit about queer voices. This is the price of capital.

It comes as no surprise that the person who does not value the labor of writers is also a virulent misogynist. This is the mindset of someone who cannot think about anyone other than themselves - just pure disdain for anything they think is lesser than them. James Somerton adopts the persona of a highly academic activist but in reality is a cynical, greedy, bigoted, uncreative fraud who built his entire career stealing from the voices he claimed to be supporting. If Somerton truly cared so little about our community that he would sell us out for profit, then maybe he should just fuck off and never come back. There's no place for capitalists and bigots in the LGBTQ+ community. FUCK JAMES SOMERTON FR‼️

[reikiajakoiranruohoja]

Disassembly Drone headcanons part 1: Make and model

WARNING: Discussion of gore, experimentation, AI-abuse, pregnancy horror and realistic predator behaviour. Please take care.

Section 1: Make and model

-To start with, Disassembly Drones (from here just DD for my sanity) were not made by a company. They had no QA period, and they had no long-term update timeline. The DD were made by a reality-warping non-omniscient creature that would have done better with purely biological creations. With access to unlimited resources of flesh, drone bodies and a 3D plastic and metal printer.

-Your basic DD or an older Solver Drone counts as a drone purely because they are still running software and not wetware. You could replace the core with a human brain and get a sufficient enough cyborg. Less the Terminator and more Andromon.

-Because their basic programming was edited by a flesh-morphing creature, Material Gathering Mode prioritizes flesh over metal. It can and will use metal, but it does better with flesh and bone.

-Due to this hack job of a build, the DDs should be buggy as all hell. However, fleshy parts are more forgiving than metal and gears. Still, the overheating started as a bug that the Solver used to motivate the DDs to hunt.

-Despite what Worker Drones on Copper 9 think, the DDs were originally made for human and war machine killing. They do equally well on blood+hearts as oil+metal.

-The DDs have semi-bionic musculature that they can somewhat train. Yes, they can have abs and other beefy features.

The parts that are purely organic in a DD/older Solver Drone are the lungs, stomach, salivary glands and various veins. The rest is an uncomfortable mix of machine and flesh.

Aside from the golden trio (J, V and N), the Solver randomized the animal brain scans for the rest of the DDs.

Depending on the animal models, different DDs have different ways of pinging. Those with more robust long-distance communication like wolves and birds can send out sentences. Those with more limited communication typically stick to two-word pings.

Their tails are as sensitive as your typical cat/dog/ferret tails, that is, not much until someone else touches them. The habit of keeping them up comes from the ever-present danger a door poses for them. Many DDs have kinked tails from having a heavy door shut on their tail and the healing nanites healing the tail in its twisted shape.

-The female-model DD legs are the result of the Solver wanting to streamline the DD production (read: it wanted to waste less time printing and putting it all together.) Two long stilts take far less time to build than ankles, feet, knees, thigs and shins.

Aside: Drone Reproduction.

Here's where the AI-abuse comes in! Basically, once drones were given sapient enough AI, there suddenly became a need to preserve and replicate that AI. While knowledge could be programmed in, there is a vast gap between pre-installed data and things learned on the job. While drones were not (relatively) expensive, losing an experienced drone was still a significant blow to production. Especially as any replacing drone would need to learn the ropes.

Thus, UNNs became a thing to preserve that hands-on knowledge. Plug your best drone to an UNN and in a few months you won't have to worry about losing them. Some even used it to 'upgrade' older models to newer ones.

Naturally, once the ability to 'breed' drones was created, it wasn't long before people began to plug two or more drones to an UNN to get the best traits into one drone. It not only became common but often expected that a working drone had a 'lineage.'

It also resulted in a lot of embarrassing arguments over ethics and inflammatory headlines.

How this applies to DDs; The Solver is sex repulsed, but it is also not a good enough programmer to undo centuries of careful programming. However, given the DDs are very fleshy, it is a coin toss if a DD can get away with a UNN or if they get to experience pregnancy horror.