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[561autolocksmith]

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[kitabasis]

how would you guys feel if I started occasionally posting some of my own monster high redesigns in addition to my usual stuff?

[mobifirmware]

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[skjam]

Book Review: The Crossroads of Time | Mankind on the Run

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[europalocks-blog]

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[crushedsweets]

CREEPED VISUAL NOVEL Link, tutorial, extra art, Q&A, some chatter

The CREEPED Prologue is completely free and browser-ready. Gameplay is about 10 minutes. Please read the "tutorial" and notes before playing!

Follow Y/N and their dog, Max, through their grandparents' farm and a mysterious forest filled with...less than fortunate people!

PLAY HERE; works best on PC

This visual novel is powered by GOOGLE SLIDES! It has 0 programming and was created by one person in a little over a month, so please bear with any "bugs" and clunkiness!

TUTORIAL

>Click using mouse/trackpad >Go slowly to not break game >Do not use arrow or space keys

EXTRA NOTES:

>Works best on PC/Browser, I haven't tested the full game on mobile yet >In general, clicking the PNGs on the textbox (Apple, Teddy Bear, Hatchet, etc) will lead you to the right page >If you land on a page that tells you to "go back," that's when you should click the back-arrow key. If your cursor disappears, it doesn't register the click correctly >I recommend moving your cursor periodically to avoid it disappearing and sending you to the wrong page

EXTRA ART

some WIPS and the original sprite-style i was gonna choose LOOOOOOOL

Q&A

Q: Is this an x reader? A: This is a reader-insert, but it's not romantic and I try to keep it as neutral and unidentifiable as possible! Q: What's the plot? A: GENERALLY AND WITHOUT SPOILERS, your dog gets you into trouble and you're just looking to help him!

Q: Who is in the prologue? A: Tim, Brian, Toby, and Kate! More will be added in future chapters.

Q: When will future chapters be posted? A: Not sure! This took me about a month to do, and half was spent over winter break. I will try to get chapter 1 posted before summer, but I am a full-time student, employed, have extracurriculars, etc etc

ok thats all i only remember 4 questions feel free to ask more LMAO

CHATTER(because you know i can talk forever)

ok i just wanted to be able to talk about how the process was with this and how i feel about the results and whatnot...

ive been wanting to make a google slides visual novel since i was like 13 LOL it hit the point where i was repeatedly told i should just learn to code but i was like NOOOOO ITS GOTTA BE GOOGLE SLIDESSSS which is totally stupid but hey. i think that gives it some sort of simple charm that reminds me of being 16 and doing little projects in my room LOL i like working with the easiest tools . my bad

anyway. im just very happy LOL. it's not perfect but i feel like i came full circle in a sense?!?! i've been into creepypasta since i was 9 and it comforted me when things were really hard, and when i was 18 i was going through a really hard time and got back into creepypasta as a way to distract myself. i've always had a habit of throwing myself into fiction for escapism when things suuucked.

i'm 20 now but i've met SO many amazing people, had so many fun awesome exciting projects with friends, created tons of stuff im proud of, felt more motivated to create since i was like 13, have been inspired by so many amazing artists/authors on here, etc. just so so so lucky to find community in such a tight-knit cute fandom that thrives off of creativity and playing around! i hope i can keep the momentum and make a couple more chapters this year, but im kinda busy with school and work...LOL . i'm just excited to have this posted so i can have more discussion about it T_T

anyway thank you if you read this far and thank you if you played etc etc yaahhhhhh omg ok BYE THIS IS SO EMBARRASSING im just so grateful to be in this fandom

[supercyclistmamanut]

The day I found out I'm apparently in a committed lesbian relationship.

I've mentioned before that I have/do many things and traits that are stereo-typically coded as lesbian. Short hair with an undercut, no makeup, bicycle enthusiast, keys on a carabiner, the list goes on.

OK, today, my friend Tori WH texted me to ask which hospital to go to for a torn quadricep, because she got injured playing softball. We're good friends, we're both married to men, both of us have 5 kids, are into all the same weird special interests at conveniently staggered times. Like, she'd ask if I had a flame thrower I wasn't using that week, and I would (It's for killing weeds), I'd ask if anyone had old windows to build a greenhouse, and she has a collection of them for that purpose and decided not to pursue it right now. And as it happens, I know exactly where to go for an orthopedic injury. Her husband was wrapping up the game and had three of her kids with him, and she was prepared to drive herself to the recommended orthopedist, but her car overheated. Friend to the rescue! I picked her and two of her kids up, took her to OIP, and when she was ready, came back with her kids to pick her up. Her leg was in a lot of pain, and she couldn't lift it without trying to pick it up with her hands. The mobility guys tried giving her crutches, but she could barely drag her bad leg that way. Then they suggested a knee scooter, and I asked "How the heck would that work? She can't lift that leg, you want her to lean on it? She needs a chair!"

The doctor looked at how she was moving, typed a few things up, and wrote one script for a wheelchair, one for a knee scooter, handed them both to me, and told me "see how she's doing tomorrow, insurance will only pay for one of these".

I looked at him for a moment, and thought *yes, that's exactly what this looks like, we both have undercuts, no makeup, she was playing softball, and I brought the kids, and I'm advocating for her, It's a fair assumption*, "OK, Doc." I took her back to my house, where both of our husbands were waiting, and sent her home, and laughed my ass off about our lesbian traits.

[starjamcake]

homecoming — blue lock, itoshi sae x f!reader, extremely selfship coded, smut, piv sex, oral f!receiving, i cannot stress this enough i literally wrote this for myself, 3.1k words

There's someone in his apartment.

Sae pauses by the door, taking in the distant clatter from the kitchen and wondering briefly if he should call security — and then he spots your shoes.

They're set neatly next to his on the shoe rack, and your house slippers are missing. Sae swaps out his shoes and shuts the door behind him quietly.

As he nears the kitchen, he hears you humming to yourself — some silly tune from your stupid mobile phone game, probably — and there is the rhythmic thud of a knife hitting the cutting board. It's been a few weeks since he gave you his apartment key and alarm code, but you've never stopped by without texting him first.

Oh. He pulls out his phone. Your name flashes up on the screen. Sae quells the strange disappointment curling his insides.

He stops at the entrance to the kitchen and his breath catches in his throat. You're cutting up apples and there's a jar of peanut butter sitting by your elbow. Sae stifles a tiny smile at your snack. But that's not the issue —

Your hair is pulled up in a loose bun, tendrils framing your face, and you clearly have no qualms about making yourself at home, because you're just wearing a pretty, lacy bra and you're still wearing your work slacks.

It does something strange to his gut, spikes arousal through his blood. Your butt looks incredible, as always, but the way the slacks cling to your every curve as you bend over to grab something has his pants feeling tight. You set the knife in the sink with a little shimmy and Sae swallows hard.

And your bra — Sae's seen you naked before, and he's become familiar with your bras. You usually wear plain, serviceable ones, with the racerback style because you hate dealing with the straps. He's fumbled an embarrassing number of times at the band of your bra looking for a clasp before you taught him that they just pull on (or off) over your head.

This one… doesn't look new. It's fraying a little at the ends, but the band sits flat against your skin and the lace extends past the bottom to cover the top of your stomach. You've expressed insecurity about your breast size to him before, mentioned offhand and immediately buried under a string of meaningless comments like you didn't want him to catch it, but. Sae has never cared about that, and besides, your tits look perfect, cradled and cupped so lovingly by all that lace.

But it's the fact that you're here, in his kitchen, clearly having just come by after work. Sae remembers what you told him, how you like to wander around in your bra and pants in your own apartment, though you always end up stripping all the way at some point because you can't stand having outside clothes touch your bed.

And now you're here.

Sae watches you dip an apple slice in peanut butter and hears the crunch as you take a bite. Your bra strap slides down your shoulder and he feels a little lightheaded.

You let out a quiet huff of annoyance and slide it back up. Sae suddenly realizes he's been standing at the kitchen entrance watching you like a creep for the past few minutes, but if he moves, his rapidly fraying tether on his self control will snap.

You move to grab another apple slice and your bra strap slides down your shoulder again. Something about the sight makes Sae suck in a quiet breath. Fuck.

"Hm…? Whoa, holy shit, Sae, don't sneak up on me like that!" you yelp, pressing a hand to your chest. The movement squishes your breast, and the low cup shifts to reveal the slightest peek of your nipple. Sae clenches his jaw. "How long have you been here? You never texted me back, but I thought it'd be okay if I —"

Sae crosses the kitchen in three languid steps, plants his hands on the countertop behind you, and leans down to halt just a breath away from kissing you.

You blink up at him with wide, pretty eyes. "…Hi?"

"Hi," he murmurs. Your eyes search his face and Sae has no idea what he looks like — like he wants to eat you up, maybe — but your lips curve up and you're just. Gorgeous.

"Did you see my text?" you ask quietly. Your expression shifts. The tiny furrow of your brow bothers him.

"I saw it when I came home," Sae says. His voice is cool and even, a placid surface hiding the riptide beneath. "Is this new?"

You shake your head carefully as his hand moves to slide your bra strap back up your shoulder. His touch is featherlight, but you shiver a little anyway. "You just haven't seen it yet," you say, "since I hardly wear it. The straps are always sliding down and it gets annoying."

"What's the occasion today?"

You laugh. "I didn't get a chance to do my laundry last weekend."

Sae hums and slides the strap back down. You were with him last weekend. The reminder settles in his gut, a quiet sort of pleasure. Your breath catches in your throat, and Sae can see the way you hold still for him, the gentle tension in the line of your neck. He hasn't kissed you yet, but he knows you can feel him, thick and unyielding and pressing against your hip.

"I'm home," he says.

You blush, sudden and hot. Sae wonders if you can feel it too — the head rush of domesticity settling in the air around you both. If you know what it does to him, to see you so comfortably in his space.

"Welcome home," you murmur, shy.

Fuck. Sae isn't going to last long.

He crosses the last tiny gap between you to press his lips to yours, his hand sliding up to cradle your neck and jaw so that he can move you just the way he likes. Your gasp is muffled in his mouth as he kisses you, your hands coming up to fist in the front of his shirt. You feel good beneath him, warm and soft and so fucking comfy, and Sae nips at your lip just to hear you whine.

"S-Sae…"

He pulls back and you sag against the counter, panting hard. Your hands loosen on his shirt and drift downwards, fingers slipping into his belt loops and tugging his hips closer to yours. Sae grunts at the pressure on his dick.

"Behave," he murmurs, catching your hands.

You manage to pout. Sae cracks a tiny smile when you bat your eyelashes for effect. "But you're so hard," you complain, straining halfheartedly against his hold. "I wanna touch you."

"Me first." Sae presses your hands to the counter in wordless command and hums, pleased, when you grip the edge and huff. "How was work today?"

"It was boring," you shoot him an incredulous look as he drops to his knees. He flicks the button of your pants open and drags it down your hips along the way. "What — Sae."

"Didn't you have that big meeting today?"

You squirm as he helps you step out of your pants and house slippers. He leaves them pooled on the floor by your feet, his grip firm on your ankle as he drapes your leg over his shoulder. You're wearing plain black panties, as usual. Cute. "N-no, it got rescheduled to — next week. Sae."

His gaze catches yours just as he presses his tongue to the damp spot on your panties. You taste good. The embarrassed flutter of your lashes is familiar and sends another jolt of heat down his spine. Your head drops back so you don't have to look at him.

"What did you have for lunch?" he asks, anchoring one arm around the leg draped over his shoulder and bracing you up with his other hand at your hip. You're dripping wet, strings of arousal sticking to your panties as he tugs them aside.

You make a noise of complaint as Sae reaches past your neatly trimmed hairs to thumb at your clit. "I had. Um. Rice?"

Sae snorts and leans in to lick a stripe through your folds. Wet — you're so wet and warm and sticky. "Just rice?"

"I h-hate this," you mumble, eyes peeking open just to shoot him a glare. "Why're you always so mean to me —"

He circles your clit with his tongue and you choke. Your leg buckles and Sae tsks, pins you up against the counter more firmly. "Not even rice with a fried egg?"

"No, you mean asshole, there was no fried egg because I had rice and — nghh — stir fry," you bite out, hips jerking against his hold. Sae rewards you with another swirl of his tongue around your clit, and then he dives in, presses his tongue into every crevice and fold, sucks at your clit and swallows down your essence as you plead above him.

Your whines and moans fall on deaf ears. Sae loses himself in you, in tasting and taking and feeling every quiver of your muscles tightening around his tongue. He can't use his fingers like this, in keeping you upright and anchoring your leg over his shoulder, so he makes you cum twice with his lips wrapped around your clit and your hips bucking into his face.

The exquisite tremble of your legs makes him lightheaded. Sae licks you clean, feels your wetness all along his chin. "What do you want for dinner?"

"Fuck you," you gasp, but you laugh as you say it, and Sae hides his smile in your thigh.

Your laugh dissolves into a moan as he sucks a bruise into the sensitive skin, your fingers sinking into his hair to tug him away. "Sae, please — I want you inside me now."

"Greedy girl," Sae murmurs, releasing your leg and dragging your panties off. You kick them aside and grab at his shirt, trying to bring him back up to your level.

Sae obliges, rising and kissing you breathless. You moan weakly at the taste of yourself on his tongue, fingers scrambling at his waist to get his pants undone. Your hand brushes against his cock and he grunts, grabs you before you can touch him fully. "Turn around."

You pout, chest heaving. Both of your bra straps have slid down your shoulders, and the lacy cups shift so that Sae sees a peek of your nipples every time you take a breath. His cock throbs.

"I wanna see you," you complain, fingers digging into his shoulders. "Can't you just hold my legs up?"

"I'm not going to last long," Sae says, but his hands slide to your butt. He squeezes appreciatively, unable to help it. "What should we have for dinner?"

You roll your eyes and shove his pants and briefs down his hips, pulling his cock out and giving it an appreciative squeeze of your own. Sae groans. "Once I finished my snack I was going to ask what your chef made for you this week," you say, giving him a few more pumps and smearing his precum all over the head. "Sae, I really want you inside me. Please?"

You're going to kill him.

Sae sighs, like this is troublesome for him, but you just laugh and hop into his arms, trusting that he'll catch you with his hands under your thighs. He does, of course, and manages to shuffle a few feet over to a wall, so that you won't get hurt by the counter.

His whole body feels hot. He's still wearing his shirt, and his pants and briefs are just caught on his thighs. You squeeze his biceps with a dazed look in your eye, and something smug settles in his chest. "I'll send you the week's menu."

"You're the worst," you mutter. You reach between your bodies and angle your hips to drag his cock through your folds, making a mess before you begin to sink down on him. Sae groans into your shoulder, flattening you against the wall as your wet, tight heat envelops his cock.

He's going to leave bruises on your thighs. "Y-you feel so good, oh my god," you gasp, fingers digging into his shoulders. "Sae, please."

Sae doesn't need you to finish the sentence. He grits his teeth as he braces you against the wall, and a brief kiss is the only warning you get before he begins to move.

Your tits bounce as he fucks you. Sae stares, mesmerized, memorizing every twitch and flutter as you gasp and moan. You're wet and tight and soft, your pussy clenching down on him with every thrust like you don't want him to leave.

Fuck. You feel incredible.

Tears prick the corners of your eyes as you cum all over his cock. Sae hisses between his teeth and keeps fucking you, scrambles around in his brain for something to ask you, to distract himself from how good you feel all wet and hot around him.

"Are you always going to text me before you come over?" he asks.

"Wh-what?" you manage, eyes clenching shut as you moan. "I mean — it's — isn't that what you — fuck — want?"

Sae huffs. "No."

You blink at him, clearly trying to think. Sae shifts his hips and his jaw feathers as you gush around him with the new angle. "O-oh, Sae, that's — right there —!"

"Where?" he slows his pace, feeling the ache in his gut spasm with anticipation. He's close.

"Sae," you whine, wiggling your hips helplessly.

"Answer the question," he says. You gasp, fingers tugging at the short hairs on the back of his head. He grunts.

"I don't — know," you sniff, hazy gaze finding his own. You look beautiful, fucked out and dazed, thinking only of him. "Sae, please."

He picks up the pace carefully, feels his cock throb with every thrust. His balls feel tight, and every loud, wet squelch makes the desire in his gut ache.

"Tell me how it feels," he says. Demands, really, but you're too lost to notice.

"So good, so good, so good," you breathe, clutching at him desperately. "Love you, Sae."

Goddammit.

Sae feels it when you cum again, when your walls squeeze his cock in perfect waves that drag him toppling over with a choked groan of your name.

You shiver as his cock throbs inside you, as he releases thick ropes of cum into you. Sae kisses you deeply, wants to imprint you into his bones. To drag you into the riptide roaring beneath his skin.

"Don't —" you whisper, legs squeezing around his hips. Sae huffs fondly.

"Use your words."

You wrinkle your nose at him and he cracks a tiny smile. You blink, still looking dazed. "You are. So hot."

Sae snorts and kisses you again. He knows he looks smug, but you just bury your face in his neck and press your smile into his skin. "Do you still want your snack?"

"Stop asking me questions," you mutter breathlessly. Sae feels you nip lightly at his neck. He smiles into your hair. "God. Why did I have to fall for such an asshole. Who the hell asks about texting etiquette in the middle of making me cum?"

He carries you to the kitchen and sets you down on the counter, pulling out slowly. Before you can react, he stuffs three fingers deep in your pussy to keep anything from spilling out. You squeak, your thighs clamping around his hand.

"Do you want your panties?"

"Don't you dare," you say, shooting him a weak glare. "If I soak through my panties, what the hell am I gonna wear on the ride home?"

"You're staying the night," Sae says, like this should be obvious. Isn't it? Why else did you come over after work?

You blink at him. "I know you gave me some space in your closet and bathroom, but I haven't had a chance to bring anything over, you know."

"I'll buy you clothes for tomorrow," Sae says. "What else do you need?"

You look at him, those pretty eyes bright in the fading daylight. "Let's cuddle. And clean ourselves up."

Sae frowns, but you lean up to kiss him sweetly. He pulls his fingers out of you carefully, and you shiver as you watch thick globs of cum seep out of your folds.

The two of you get cleaned up and you wiggle back into your panties, making a face at the discomfort but grabbing his hand and tugging him to the couch. Sae snags the plate of apple slices along the way and sets it on the side table, eyebrows merely rising in silent question when you climb onto his lap.

"I need to recharge," you mumble sheepishly, tucking your face into his neck. Sae huffs, rubbing soothing circles along your hips and legs. He needs it too — holding you close soothes something burning under his heart.

"If you're upset about something, tell me," he says, after a moment. In spite of how long he's been dating you, there are still things he doesn't understand.

"I'm not upset," you say. You lean back and grab an apple slice, pressing it to his lips. He takes a bite obligingly. "I'm just nervous. It feels too fast."

Sae swallows down an immediate protest. You must see it in his eyes, though — you've gotten good at reading him. You take a bite of the apple slice and chew thoughtfully, watching him. Waiting. "Is that why you still text me before coming over?"

You nod.

He watches you chew another bite. "What do you need?"

You pick up another slice and hold it to his lips. Sae takes a bite. "I don't know," you reply, and the clear honesty in your voice makes him release the tension in his limbs. "It still feels surreal, you know. I mean, look at you."

Sae raises an eyebrow. "Hm?"

You roll your eyes. "Don't play dumb. You know. You're Itoshi Sae or whatever."

The scoff in your voice makes his lips twitch. "Ah. And what did you call me earlier? The asshole who asks questions in the middle of sex?"

You laugh, and Sae's grip on your waist tightens briefly. You still haven't pulled on your shirt, and he reaches up to slide your bra straps back up your shoulders when they slide down with your laughter. He trails his fingers along the band, silently making a note for the lack of clasp or hook. You shiver.

"Do you like lace? Should I get more bras like this?"

"Little menace," he says evenly. You laugh again. It's not the lace, but he doesn't know how to say it. To explain.

You lean up to kiss him, sweet and careful. Maybe you know, anyway. Maybe he doesn't need to say it.

"Welcome home, Sae."

"Yeah. I'm home."

[561autolocksmith]

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[vague-humanoid]

An 18-year-old hacker who leaked clips of a forthcoming Grand Theft Auto (GTA) game has been sentenced to an indefinite hospital order.

Arion Kurtaj from Oxford, who has autism, was a key member of international gang Lapsus$.

The gang's attacks on tech giants including Uber, Nvidia and Rockstar Games cost the firms nearly $10m.

The judge said Kurtaj's skills and desire to commit cyber crime meant he remained a high risk to the public.

He will remain at a secure hospital for life unless doctors deem him no longer a danger.

The court heard that Kurtaj had been violent while in custody with dozens of reports of injury or property damage.

Doctors deemed Kurtaj unfit to stand trial due to his acute autism so the jury was asked to determine whether or not he committed the alleged acts - not if he did so with criminal intent.

A mental health assessment used as part of the sentencing hearing said he "continued to express the intent to return to cybercrime as soon as possible. He is highly motivated."

The jury was told that while he was on bail for hacking Nvidia and BT/EE and in police protection at a Travelodge hotel, he continued hacking and carried out his most infamous hack.

Despite having his laptop confiscated, Kurtaj managed to breach Rockstar, the company behind GTA, using an Amazon Firestick, his hotel TV and a mobile phone.

Kurtaj stole 90 clips of the unreleased and hugely anticipated Grand Theft Auto 6.

He broke into the company's internal Slack messaging system to declare "if Rockstar does not contact me on Telegram within 24 hours I will start releasing the source code".

He then posted the clips and source code on a forum under the username TeaPotUberHacker.

He was re-arrested and detained until his trial.

[spiderbirdo]

I love and adore ao3 and i love how customisable it is as long as you put in a little bit of effort

tired of having to key in the same filters every time? use a skin or use a firefox extension

using ios so you cant use firefox extension? use orion browser, you can install firefox AND chrome extensions on it

want to use on mobile? firefox nightly, also orion browser

want muted colours, change the white background, dark mode etc etc? use skins, you can even change the icons! theres soo many pretty custom skins that ppl have made, some are as easy as copypasting the code

[miku-earth]

miku.earth update: September 15

Hi all! This is a lil progress update for those interested. In a rush? Here's the cliff notes!

The map site at miku.earth is back: sorry for the delay in fixing it! Check it out: it has six hundred Mikus!

Including the hyuge ol' queue, we've collected over 3,100 mikus!

Representation is important! I've been using some fancy stats to avoid bias. To that end, please help make sure we have a Miku in every African country!

oh hey! you clicked 'keep reading!' well hi! here is your Miku Direct. . The map site, miku.earth, is back!

I ran into a kinda complex issue and it was a whole Thing. I was working on the site the whole time though! Sorry for the delay, and I hope you enjoy now it's back up and running.

This site has six hundred Mikus on the map, and more are added each week. It was recently rebuilt from scratch (fun fact! I am not a web developer) so I hope it is far zippier and less glitchy as before. A mobile-friendly version is coming soon too!

Also: check out the new search feature! In addition to the title, artist name and region(s), it can also search for the categories indigenous and historic!

cw: this video involves moving around a 2D map with some speed. on the site itself site, this only happens when you hit the Enter key.

We've reached more than 3,100 mikus!

Even at its Miku-per-hour speed, the queue will continue until 2025 at least! This is with thanks to an incredible number of contributions, including donations of literal thousands of links.

Thank you so much to @awnowimsad, @worldmikuposter @the-hatsune-miku-trend, @communist-hatsunemiku, @council-of-beetroot, L-A and a whole host of DMers and emailers for helping get this far.

Oh and by the way: over two thirds of the collection are tumblr posts! Given that this was originally a twitter trend… if you know any Twitter users who are into this trend, please reach out. Some napkin math tells me there are at least 10,000 works of art total out there, which is, by the way, surreal. Let's make sure not a single one is lost.

If you're super curious, the collection is public! I have some tools to auto-annotate (I do not want RSI), but be aware the backlog isn't vetted.

Representation is important!

Fun as this trend is, this project was always intended as a serious study into how people represent their own culture through artwork. I'm no anthropologist, but I feel it is important to make sure this collection is respectful and bias-free. If we're to represent the world, we have to avoid underrepresentation!

To that end I've used some fancy statistics to calculate a "representation value" for each country. Here's a table if you're into the stats of it! This info is handy to help me with the queue – especially with tweets as they're a lil more effort than a carefully-tagged reblog. Of course, Indigenous, hyperspecific and low-note Mikus get priority.

And, well, of course you can see on the site there are purple regions for countries still missing a Miku. In particular, please help me make sure every country in Africa is represented.

Thank you for reading!

Phew! That was a lot. If you're still curious, please check the behind-the-scenes and source code. I work in the open! Even if my code is probably messy.

And if you're a programmer, issues and pull requests are welcome! This is actually a static site, so it's purdy easy to develop.

[mariacallous]

Jack and Fiona wanted to do something, but they didn’t know where to start. For months, the couple had watched as President Donald Trump and Elon Musk, then spearheading the so-called Department of Government Efficiency (DOGE), had turned the US into what they thought was “a fascist hellscape.” But they live in a deeply red county in a deeply red state in the South, and were worried that speaking out publicly could mean putting them and their children in danger.

Jack, who requested WIRED use a pseudonym to safeguard his identity, has long been familiar with extremism in the US. He says he was brought to his first KKK meeting at the age of 7. “I have seen the kind of behavior exhibited by MAGA, and know that it's exactly what I saw when I was younger,” he says. “The strain it is putting on society is the same strain that it puts on every single one [of us] who was in that space.”

So Jack and Fiona turned to technology. Searching on platforms like Reddit and Bluesky, Fiona stumbled on Realtime Fascism, a website that uses AI to trawl the internet for news articles featuring keywords linked to fascism. The tool analyzes those stories to produce a score for the threat posed by fascism in the US at any given time. The rating they found when they opened the site in February? CRITICAL.

The couple wanted more people to understand what was happening, so they built their own website called Stick It to Fascists. They bought a $100 thermal label printer, created a QR code linking to Realtime Fascism, and began making stickers.

What began with 500 stickers posted all over their small town “in the heart of MAGA country” quickly grew—with the help of an appeal on Reddit—to a campaign that has so far seen the couple and their children send 750,000 stickers to more than 1,000 people in all 50 states.

Stick It to Fascists is one of countless grassroots efforts that have emerged since Trump took office a second time. Many of them are fueled by technology: printers, QR codes, Reddit, online platforms, encrypted messaging apps like Signal. Across the country, small local groups have used a wide variety of online tools to mobilize their resistance to Trump 2.0 while trying to protect themselves against backlash from the administration. As millions of Americans joined some 2,000 “No Kings” protests last Saturday, these tools were powering the movement.

Spinning up crowdsourced collaborative tools is relatively easy. Maintaining them is much more difficult, however, and without aligned goals or aims, many of them could eventually become digital wastelands. But that is not stopping people who see no other option.

WIRED spoke to more than a dozen people involved in organizing against the Trump administration who all believe that the Democratic Party has not presented a coherent opposition to Trump and DOGE’s dismantling of the government. As a result, the organizers say, they had no choice but to get involved.

“We're doing this now, because in a couple of months, what we're doing may be illegal,” Fiona says. “This administration is already doing everything within their power to limit free speech, and it's extremely important that dissenting voices not be silenced.”

In the early days of Trump's second term, there was concern that an opposition movement against Trump was nowhere to be found.

But the reality is that protest movements this time around are just different than during Trump’s first term. Last time, while groups like the Women’s March and others organized large-scale demonstrations in the early months of his first presidency, this time around opposition is being driven by decentralized groups and individuals focused on a smaller-scale approach.

The change from a top-down movement to a much more decentralized one is key to understanding what’s happening, says Dana Fisher, a professor of sociology at American University and author of American Resistance: From the Women's March to the Blue Wave. “This is what we who study social movements call a moment of tactical innovation, where there are going to be all these innovative ideas about ways to break through and to get people to mobilize and work together in these very dark moments,” Fisher says.

People are still in the streets, as well. Data from the Crowd Counting Consortium, a joint project of the Harvard Kennedy School and the University of Connecticut, shows that in late January and February alone there were over twice as many street protests in the US than in February 2017. The numbers have kept growing.

The protests at Tesla dealerships, for example, began as a grassroots effort that has grown into a nationwide movement. There are also people working together online to combat the disinformation being pushed by Musk and DOGE, in addition to individuals like Jack and Fiona doing what they can. In isolation, these are small-scale protests; viewed as a whole, they show the level of anger that ordinary Americans feel at what has been happening in Washington over the past five months.

The number and scale of the protests has grown significantly, with millions of people turning out at more than a thousand separate protests in all 50 states on April 5. Last Saturday’s No Kings protest, which was organized by dozens of groups, drew over 5 million people to more than 2,100 events across the nation, according to the organizers, though notably not in Washington, DC, where Trump held his military parade to celebrate the US Army’s 250th anniversary.

Many of these calls for protest can be traced back to a single post on a subreddit called 50501, which stands for 50 protests, 50 states, 1 movement.

Sydney Wilson first learned about the online movement against Trump through this subreddit. Her journey into political activism began in late January while she was idly poking around on Reddit and came across a flyer for an event in Harrisburg, Pennsylvania, at which citizens would be protesting against the Trump administration. Wilson was intrigued, but living 200 miles away, she wondered if there were any events closer to her home in Pittsburgh.

That’s when she found 50501. Though the subreddit had been created just a few days earlier, it was already amassing huge support. It began on January 25 with a single Reddit post calling for citizens to fight back against executive overreach. The idea took hold, and within 10 days, those who signed up had organized protests in 80 cities across the US. Two weeks later, on February 17, they held another set of protests, with thousands of people attending.

Wilson, who had attended political protests in the past but had never been involved in organizing them, joined the group’s Discord channel to help plan.

“Not even in my wildest dreams did I think that my first protest that I organized with another group of Pennsylvanians would have 200 people show up,” Wilson tells WIRED. “Then the next one, I think we had 300 or 400, so I'm optimistic right now. The trick will be to keep this energy going.”

Like Wilson, many of the 311,000 subscribers to the subreddit and the 17,000 members of the group’s Discord have no experience in organizing protests. Still, they felt they had to.

“Democracy needs to be defended, and it's up to us as community members to stand up and do that work, because no one else will do it for us,” Wilson says.

The 50501 group also uses a wide variety of other online platforms to coordinate their efforts, including encrypted messaging apps like Signal and Matrix, which smaller subgroups use for sensitive conversations. Platforms like Mobilize.us allow participants to share information about upcoming protests, while state-level groups come up with ideas for signs and chants on shared Google Docs.

“Everybody's kind of using different strategies to communicate, so it's all over the place,” says TJ Demetriou, the public affairs officer for a 50501 subgroup for veterans. “If you're involved in a couple different groups, it can be confusing.”

Discord is the primary platform for planning and assigning volunteer positions within local groups, but it also serves as a place for the community to vent. Following the group’s protests on March 4, many of the members gathered on the group’s Discord server to watch Trump’s address to a joint session of Congress.

The “general chat” channel was quickly filled with anger, not at what Trump was saying but at the response from the Democrats in the chamber, who had decided the best way to confront Trump was to wear pink blouses and hold up tiny signs that no one could see.

“I kid you not, they are holding signs instead of booing,” one member wrote incredulously. “Bunch of spineless fucks,” another added, after no other Democrat came to the defense of representative Al Green of Texas, who was removed from the chamber for heckling Trump.

“Well I'm glad YOU all are protesting because holy shit that was a weak showing from dems with their bitch=ass [sic] paddles and pink shirts and blue ties,” another member wrote.

Though the group has had a lot of successes, some infighting has unfortunately become a distraction.

In April, the person who posted the original 50501 post, known online as Evolved Fungi, locked down the subreddit entirely, claiming that some national groups were seeking to take control of the 50501 group for their own ends. According to a since-deleted post on Reddit, Fungi believed someone had sought to file trademark applications for the 50501 name. A member of the 50501 leadership group subsequently claimed in a Reddit post that there was an attempt to trademark the name and create a 501c4 entity, but that this was done by “a separate, independent group of three people wholly unconnected to the broader 50501 group.

Fungi, who was posting anonymously, says they were doxed and accused of what some felt was inappropriate behavior during a Zoom call with other members of the 50501 group. Some 50501 members circulated a petition calling for them to step down before they finally did so. Fungi declined to comment when contacted by WIRED.

Fungi's departure didn't slow the movement down. By late spring the organization was deeply involved in organizing the No Kings protests on June 14, ultimately helping bring people to protests across the US and bolstering the movement's momentum even further.

The 50501 movement is not the only grassroots effort that began life online. The Tesla Takedown protests began with a single Bluesky post that exploded in large part thanks to social media posts, including protesters’ pictures and videos outside dealerships. These efforts were boosted when celebrities got involved, and Instagram reels went viral from people like Grammy-winning singer Sheryl Crow waving goodbye to her Tesla.

Other movements online, including tools for keeping tabs on the Trump administration, have also sprung up. One online tracker follows how many of Trump's policy actions align with Project 2025's goals. As of this writing, it shows that more than half of them have been completed or are in progress. Another tracker, Spotlight on DOGE, aims to fact-check claims made about the department's savings. The organizer, who asked to remain anonymous, says they recruited more than a dozen professionals, including lawyers and doctors, across the US to help analyze DOGE's actual savings.

But for all the work being done online to organize, educate, and plan, veteran activists who protested the first Trump presidency believe that success this time around will rely on turning that online support and activity into real-world demonstrations.

“I do think that there's a lot of work to do to move people from where we are now to the kind of mass society-wide struggle that it will take to stop this regime,” Sam Goldman, host of the Refuse Fascism podcast, tells WIRED.

“What this is going to require is sacrifice,” he continues. “It is going to require what people did in the Arab Spring, which was, get in the streets, stay in the streets, bring more people into the streets, coming back again and again and again, and not stopping until their demands were met.”

But deciding what those demands are can be difficult, especially in a movement that is so decentralized, and often leaderless. As national groups and bigger names seek to leverage recently activated grassroots activism, conflicts and disagreements are inevitable. This happened among the leadership of the Women’s March, and it’s already happened within the 50501 subreddit.

Last week, as people took to the streets of Los Angeles to protest deportation raids by the Immigration and Customs Enforcement agency, Trump called in the National Guard and Marines over the objections of California governor Gavin Newsom and LA mayor Karen Bass. Protests persisted anyway, as online supporters hit the streets.

[losergames]

Chop Shop is strictly 18+ for language, themes, and potential explicit content. 

🔗 - Game Intro | Bug Report | Ko-Fi

Episode Three is now available! (+ 86,000) - PLAY HERE

Get your first taste of the underground car scene.

Meet some other players in the game.

Be made an offer.

5 achievements up for grabs!

And more!

AN: thank you so much for the patience - i've been dying to put this update out. lots of new characters and lots of variation!! there are 3 major paths to choose between in this ep, i recommend trying them all out! and thank you to my betas for keeping me sane lmao

This update comes with a patch and UI refresh (Version 1.1.2) Notes are under the cut. If preferred, you can access them in game in the start menu.

STORY

EPISODE 01:

MC should now be able to smoke! Buying cigarettes at the shop was not triggering correctly. If playing with an old save, you DO NOT have to restart as code at the beginning of EP 03 has resolved the error. Player will need to restart if they wish to read smoking related scenes in previous episodes.

Updated MC Name selection. Player can now choose from a list of names instead of having to input one to proceed.

Player can now give Taha their chocolate bar if it's in their inventory.

When asking Maz about their scars, the second choice 'You want to ask about it but you're going to keep your mouth shut.' should now take you to the correct response.

Extended and updated 'End Game' scenes.

EPISODE 02:

If MC is faint after exiting the car, but also drunk, they should now get the fainting scene, followed by Dilani helping the MC in the bathroom.

UI + TECHNICAL

SETTINGS:

Autoname Save is now defaulted to ON. This is to add ease and flow to gameplay, especially for mobile, tablet, and app users, instead of calling for an inputted saved name. If player wants to input save names, toggle Autoname Saves to OFF.

Autoname Save previously only used the forename of the MC but now includes the surname as well.

Removed the Fullscreen toggle as it is only intended for desktop use. Player can still toggle fullscreen function via the UI bar on the desktop interface.

Added a choice indicator toggle. (This probably won't come into effect until EP 04 or 05)

Changed serif font from Vollkron to EB Garamond.

OTHER:

Changing the MC's pronouns via the Dashboard has been updated. Additionally, after confirmation will take player back to the Dashboard and not close the dialog boxes entirely.

Hovering over 'Personality', 'Motives', and 'Skills' titles in the Dashboard will now display an information box with a definition. Mobile and tablet users will need to tap on the title.

'Resume Game' now only appears on the main menu when there is an autosave in the saves log.

Choices styling changes.

General UI and button style changes.

Fixed errors with the text message styling.

Added styling for reading text off of a page in game.

Darkened blue in light theme 'Skyline' to reduce eye strain.

CREATE A SAVE

Introducing Create a Save! This feature allows players to quickly manufacture a save file and start at a later point in the game.

Set your identity, appearance, history, and statistics; including personality, motives, and skills. Continue to set key decisions made in previous episodes.

Randomise options available for creating a PC and key decisions.

OTHER

Fixed gaps and spacing issues.

Minor phrasing and sentence structure changes.

Grammar and typo fixes.

whew -- that's a lot of patch notes! apologies for so much that needed to be fixed.

this update shouldn't break/ mess with saves but as a disclaimer i will say, if you spot anything funky, broken, or you don't think things are triggering correctly, try starting a new save. the new create a save feature is incredibly code heavy, and it's been tested relentlessly, but i wouldn't be surprised if something crops up.

if starting a new save doesn't resolve your issue - please submit to bug report or just send me an ask/message.

some things have been meaning to get fixed for Some Time - thank you to everyone that is using the bug report form!

apologies if there are typos and/or bugs - this was a long one to edit and my lovely betas did an OUTSTANDING job reading so much for ep 3 - thank you so much again!!! this time i am going to give it a bit more time before i put together a patch so i can grab more error responses haha.

create a save has also added a wee chunk to the word count, somewhere around 6k, but i'm not including it in the episode 03 word count as it's purely code. so, if you think the total wc is off, that's why!

if you've read this far, happy reading and thank you so much for the continued support!! :) - becky <3

[russellsppttemplates]

Love notes (Charles Leclerc)

A look into Charles' notebook allows words and feelings to be exposed

Note: english is not my first language. The request didn't specify this, but friends to lovers was the first thing that popped into my mind and I know I'm not the only one whose favourite trope is that one so I did it ✨️

Thank you so much to everyone who likes and reblogs, your feedback is appreciated 🤍 and I'm taking requests so if you have any ideas or concepts you want to share, feel free to do so as I'll try to get to them the best I can!

my masterlist

Cw: mentions Charles' father and his passing and implications of the loss of someone close to the reader

Tag list: @myloverjk-blog @hiireadstuff @c-losur3

"And you want me to tell you that code?", you asked Charles over the phone.

Your boyfriend needed to go to the bank to sort a few errands out, and since you had finished moving the last boxes of your belongings to his apartment, you stayed back to tidy them and organise them within the apartment. As it turns out, he forgot to take the documents with the codes.

"Yes, please amour - it's in my notebook on my desk on the office", Charles asked, "I think I went as far as taking the paper out a little so it peeks out but I forgot to take it with me", you could hear the smile and blush on his face.

"Let me go there - don't you mind me looking on your notebook though?", you said as you moved through the apartment, "by the way, I have already found some space in the kitchen for mug collection - yay! Okay, found the notebook - is it the document with your signature or the one that has the details?", you questioned.

"The one with the signature, at the end, left side", Charles repeated what the bank assistant was telling him so he could help you find what he wanted, "and it's the third and fifth number on the Mobile Key".

"Okay, I have it - it's 4 and 1", you informed him, "those are the third and fifth numbers".

"Merci amour, I don't think I need anything else! Once I finish up here, I'll head home to you, I love you! And Y/N, I trust you with everything I have - I have nothing to hide", he offered, making you bid him goodbye before ending the call.

His words ressonated with you as you flickered through the pages, noticing some doddles and racing notes before you decided to look at it from the beggining.

The first page had what looked like a poem and it dated back to the end of 2016.

My father told me to be careful

- Try to slow down a little

You don't ponder nor stay still

You don't belong or give yourself to anywhere

He said - my boy, you know what you're capable of

The world awaits you, go ahead and smile

You don't want to be left behind

It's not been easy dealing with everything. There's hope and there's the want to do more to prove everyone that I belong in Formula One. Still, I'm happy that Prema decided to have me race for them next year in Formula Two and things should go up from there. Time and patience, work and rest. Spending time with the people I love most and care about me the most.

Y/N also progressed on her studies and she's doing really well - she makes our friend group very proud! The guys are investing on their careers too and it's nice to see that, in a way, we're all growing up.

The page went on about all the whereabouts of the group, who had gotten together with someone, who had moved out of their parents' house and the ones who got work offers. There were jotted up plans for the summer holidays that, in hindsight, were mostly realized.

When you turned it to the next one, the poem continued with the same tone.

My mother said to me

- You have to see what's happening

That girl is much more than a friend

And you don't want to lose her

She reads it in my eyes

Or in my open soul

I don't know how she does it

But no matter how much I deny it

My mother is always right

I really like Y/N. Not just as a friend, but also as someone who I want to share my life with.

Whenever someone wonders how I think my life will be like in five, ten, fifteen years, she's always there. There's racing - me climbing up the ladder to points, podiums, wins and championships -, and there is my family.

Y/N and our own family.

Mum claims she noticed it since we were kids and that right now is the right time. Y/N is single again and I can't afford to lose her. Lose her as a friend or lose the opportunity to confess my feelings, or the worst one: lose her because she doesn't feel the same or feel like being in a relationship right now?

It's funny how this works, how much I care about her and how it hurts me when she isn't feeling well. Or how bad I feel because I keep missing some of her university milestones because I'm racing somewhere in the world but she always call me and I'm right in her hand while her family and our friends are in the stands or waiting area.

Even though I'm the one that's furthest away, she keeps me close.

Charles had notes about you? He always carried the little notebook around but you assumed it was because of important information he wrote there. You didn't expect this.

His words rang in your ears as, while your boyfriend had told you he had been crushing on you for a while, he had never admitted feeling this doubt. Not to this extent.

Suddenly, it felt like you were taking a look from a different angle at Charles' soul. The intimacy and vulnerability wasn't foreign and you fell in love with him a little bit more.

Today is the day to get closer

To face her and see what she says

And if luck follows me

As I'm writing this, I hope Y/N is getting ready to meet me in the park. She looks beautiful in anything, but I'm hoping she wears one of her dresses that make her look like a real life princess.

Maybe we will be happy

What I have planned isn't elaborate, because I don't think she would like a big production, and I hope it's enough to show her where I stand.

I asked maman for some help with the cakes and cookies and got the rest from the shop, we're going to have a picnic and I've decided today is the day where I tell her how I fell about her.

There is no point in hiding it, and Joris and Riccardo seem so sure that she shares the same affection.

Today is the day to grab her

I hope she does.

To be with the one I always wanted

And if the nervous voice doesn't fail

Y/N said yes to being my girlfriend!!! As it turns out, she does feel the same and we both agree that it was a mixture of stubbornness and bad timing for eachother. Now, it's the right place and the right time.

I hope we will be happy

The memory is clear as day on your mind.

I confessed how much I love her and she reciprocated it.

Charles asked you to meet up with him at the park because he wanted to talk to you. The seriousness of the text was confirmed when you arrived, Charles pacing around the picnic blanket until his eyes found yours.

"I can't pretend anymore", he said, "you're the first person I look for when I get somewhere I know you will be too, I can't stand to see you hurt or upset and I will kick myself every day if I'm ever the reason you hurt, which I hope I'll never be. You deserve the world, Y/N, the moon and the stars, and I'm going to get them for you because I love you", he offered.

You had been so dumbfounded that you could only approach him and kiss his lips, cupping his face closer to yours, "I've been in love with you for so long, Charles", you whispered back.

It was the day where your love story truly began despite having existed for all of your childhood. You were his and he was yours.

Come with me, love is not time

Continuing to look through the notebook, you spotted some racing notes with numbers and acronyms you weren't sure that they meant, taking a while to find another page that had similar writing.

It's not even time that does it

Come with me, love is the moment

In which I give myself

Y/N is asleep right now as we fly back home after the race. She hasn't left my side and I think this is the first time she's sleeping since we got the news. We knew it was coming, but it doesn't mean that it hurts any less.

In which you give yourself

The feeling is unbearable. Someone who gives you so much also takes so much away from you when they go away. There's so much to go through, and all of the feelings haven't come up yet.

Maman is waiting for us with Lorenzo and Arthur, and I hope we will all find peace with this heavy feeling together.

Y/N told me the feeling may never leave, it creeps up when you least expect it and there are no rules to it.

Time is precious and I want to spend as much time as I can with the ones I love. God knows I did that with papa and it still feels like it wasn't enough.

The creak of the floorboards alerted you that someone else was inside the apartment before Charles' head peeked, "Hello, mon ange", he smiled, coming up to kiss your forehead.

It's these moments where we're not doing anything particular or special that mean the most. Y/N has given me all she's got and I've given her all of me, at the end it's the most human thing to do. Be there. Be present. Allow the other to feel everything they need to feel and protect them. Y/N has protected me and she's never let me doubt that we are for each other.

"I looked through these - I didn't mean to invade your privacy but I got curious", you admitted. It would be no use to lie about it or try to hide it away.

Time will wait, stop there

"Did you like what you found?", Charles asked, pulling the other office chair to sit at the table with you, "I have this one here that I really like actually", he flickered through the pages.

So I can stay like this looking at you

Time knows well, even time understands

That someone doesn't rush

"I wrote this one when we were on holiday, it the boat", Charles tapped the page, "you looked so beautiful that day and I felt like I was running out of time to appreciate you. Then I spent the whole afternoon watching you and I felt like time slowed down a little bit because it knew I was appreciating you", he charmed.

That looks at you like I do

"These are very beautiful, Charles - this one is so beautiful", you smiled, kissing his cheek and cuddling up to his arm as he continued to leaf through the notebook.

Call me an adventure and come and have an adventure

There were also drawings and loose poems along with some photos he kept of you two. One of the hike you had done in Ibiza last year caught your eye. You stood on top of the rock and by the way your arms were positioned, you were calling Charles to join you in there while he snapped the picture.

Change my plans and I promise I'll believe

That I'm the only one you want to see when you wake up

Your haven if the world collapses

Come and deceive me with that look of yours

The sweet way that trips me and without counting

Quench my thirst with a kiss to shut me up

Make me a poem and let me stay

I do not forget

But I want to hear from your mouth all the words that make me blush

Speak softly in my ear

And grab my hand

"This was last year, one of the seasons where I had to deal with so much disappointment in racing, and you never let go. You were there to hold me everytime things didn't go well, to celebrate my achievements and my podiums, and you still make it feel like an adventure every single day", Charles mused, "being loved by you is assuring, comforting, liberating, soothing, amazing, incredible and the best feeling I have on the world! Loving you? It's as incredible as it is a big responsibility because I have to make sure the adventure is still there and that we're both in it", Charles admitted.

Before the night is over

"Being loved by you makes me feel like the only other person in the world", you looked up at him.

"Loving you is making sure the time stops when you're with me so I can tell you all the silly stories I know just to make you smile, all of this to make sure you know you're the reason behind my happiness and the one behind the longing that never lies when you're not there. It's hugging you back tight and have my heart wide open because it's yours to take", he sighed with a smile on his face.

"I love you, Charles - being loved by you is the best thing I get to experience in this life", you smiled before kissing his lips.

"This helps me a lot when you're not with me, it's like I can talk to you", Charles muttered, "and I get to have the memories written out too, you never know when this can come in handy".

"You have no excuse if your speech in our wedding feels impersonal or doesn't have any memories then", you joked as Charles' finger lightly pressed down on the remaining pages of the notebook, making sure you don't get the idea to flicker through the random pages he has used to doodle the perfect engagement ring for you, smiling at the thought of having you be his forever.

"I definitely don't, amour - I'll make sure it's a good one when the time comes", he smiled.

[kissingraine]

(might become a Starscream x reader, Shockwave x reader thang,,,,) eventual smut! 18+

Midnight City — TFP Soundwave x f!Reader

Draped in fog and soft neon, the Nemesis cruised slowly across the dark skies. Undetected and reeking of Decepticon malevolence as always yet undetected. The small lights that flickered below were as ignorant as ever, inferior lifeforms that were too busy eyeing their tiny glowing boxes to even look up. Soundwave knew without a doubt that they spent twenty four full hours of the week with their heads bent down. No mistaking it's become an issue among them.

Thin servos dancing over the keys as he watches the human settlement breathe, each streetlamp glistening faintly; a city that never sleeps. His sources tell him. Flickers of data, EM fields that pulse—not enough to disrupt the way his processor regulates but just enough to make the probes attached to his chassis writhe in distaste, primitive security networks buzzing with naive confidence. He's been relentlessly tracking down a signal that's made contact with the Earth's atmosphere a little over two nights ago.

It flashes every few irregular intervals, making it hard to pin down where the signal begins before fizzling out again. Like a dying star. Soundwave doesn't stop, can't stop. Not when this might be the only thing that can fix their current dilemma and he's been alone for so long. He's not sure how much time has passed. The ship's command left in his servos as their forces went on separate paths, vowed not to stray from the cause just had more creative 'ideas' on how to effectively mobilize their forces. He stayed on the Nemesis to keep things within control, to keep himself in control. Knows that his cassettes are also worrying about their situation but when they see him so composed, can feel that relief as it washes over him.

That signal, so similar to that relic's nature... but he can't be too sure just yet. Needs to keep probing, combing through the infantile network that the natives possessed.

Lazerbeak suggested to scout, but he turned it down. This organic settlement is a little too crowded for his liking. Can't risk them getting found. Not with their resources limited. He's been rationing their energon preserves too and he's this close to finding another hotspot of undisturbed fuel. Just enough to get them off of this miserable ball of dirt. The others can't be faring too well, can they? His objective was apparent, precise: locate the signal. Which he watched disappear into the city near the sewege systems.

Not exactly pleasant but he isn't Knockout enough to be picky about it. A red dot appears on his screen and his servos are quick to move, tendrils moving in to help. This is the first time Lazerbeak's seen him get remotely excited over something like a red spot on the multi-screens of his control panel. It's faint but emits a similar wavelength to the one Soundwave's filed away in his data banks.

It's in an area just near the organic's underground mode of transportation. Figures. It's more complicated to single out the signal's location especially if it was underground. Soundwave had discovered pretty recently that layers of concrete, reinforced metal buried beneath the earth didn't allow currents of data to run as easily.

And he'd rather not part with the ship to risk getting his processor overwhelmed with human thoughts and volatile emotions. So he does what he's best at. Infiltrate surface network and seeping into it like viscous liquid. It's fascinating how they make it so easy to extract information from them with their fragile digital infrastructure, trembling with aging code—an easy point of access. Doesn't even need to knock when the firewall practically crumbles at his technological prowess.

• Glancing at the clock, it's almost time for you to close the cafe. It had been a hectic day with Ma finally taking over the latter half of your shift so you could lay back and relax on bean bag chairs in the basement. Said basement was a small arcade area where a select few people in your block would come and relax, too. The space just big enough for a small crowd. It was mostly you and your friends who used it, though. One of their siblings, an electronically inclined person as you like to call them, had their computer setup placed in one of the cozy corners.

• It's... beeping, the screen flashing in red with warnings popping up in a dozen windows. That can't be good, can it...?

• Granted you have no clue how to code things and the like. Or just code in general. You've called your friend's sibling's name. Once, twice, but no response and the very undeniable fact that there might be a virus or worse... someone trying to hack into their device was enough to alarm you.

Interference... suddenly. Out of all the humans on this sad excuse for a mudball, there's one tenacious enough to not only interrupt Soundwave's search for data but crudely walk straight into his network with intent. Curious and reckless, his servos stop moving something that Lazerbeak doesn't fail to notice as he and his fellow cassette look at each other. And then he's back into it, he narrows the scan and slices through the city's digital haze to trace the point of origin. Protocol indicating he should move quietly and observe. It's difficult to keep track of, being so close to their manmade tunnels, slipping through his iron grasp and fading into an almost ambient noise.

• You don't know how you're doing this, you don't even know why and for all you know your friend's sibling could have their entire information compromised! But your fingers move as though possessed and you find yourself unable to stop. And now you wonder if it had anything to do with that incident from a week ago. But you definitely know that someone is actively trying to hack the computer, “You're mine now.” You murmur to yourself, responding in plain text and all the amount of taunt you could muster in you.

Before his tracer could lock on, having every bit the intent to scare this human off by revealing their location because that always worked—a spew of numbers and words strung together with an image attached. His tentacles twitch in anticipation, coiling around itself as his head tilts in instinct. And there you are, on his screen forming visuals on who the very human that's dared to intercept him. Bold move, human, he all but manages to swallow the growl building in his chassis. And that gesture... your middle finger's raised. Soundwave might not know what that means but he'll assume that you're insulting him considering the words that appear right after it.

“Come and get me. Coward.”

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