#pipeline test

[minimuii]

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[3-aem]

i hope the engineers at twitter know that i look at their chronically broken shoddy app to make myself feel better about my own code stability

[wantonlywindswept]

Definitely True Facts About Commander Vertex #3

He has negative Force bacteria.

[forgotten Fox AU tag]

"Midichlorians," Patches said, for the third time, his head in his hands. "They're called midichlorians."

"Tiny little buggers that live in your body," Jek scoffed. "I might have barely scraped by my biology modules, but that sounds like bacteria to me."

Patches whimpered.

Jek grinned and reached over to pat his babiest of brothers on the head. Their youngest medic really was too easy to rile up. 

Still, at least Patches was capable of taking a break on occasion, even if it was just to sit at Jek's bedside in the medbay while he recovered from a round of Force cleansing. He always felt a little like the mess hall slop after every session, squishy and mostly-liquid, though the effects had been lessening as the treatments went on. 

Turned out that working in close proximity to an evil Sith overlord for an extended period of time could be 'damaging' and 'harmful to the spirit', and as soon as the Jedi got the okay from Marshal Commander Thorn they'd instituted regular healing sessions for the Guard. Some of them weren't overly affected--the ARF division hadn't been allowed in the Senate Dome that often anyway, and the medics rarely left the infirmary, much less Guard HQ--but the majority of them were on rotating schedules to get their minds checked for Sith residue or whatever.

It was even worse for the Force-sensitives.

No one was more surprised to find Force-sensitive clones than the clones themselves, and a frankly unsettling percentage of the Guard tested for above-average midichlorian counts. That was just those who agreed to submit to the assessment, too--a lot of the Guard refused to do even that. It wasn't like they could be Jedi, and with the war over, what did it even matter?

(Except it did matter, a lot, because apparently evil Sith overlords could also drain the life force from sentients around them, and particularly enjoyed ones with the Force. Palpatine got a little tasty burst of power like they were some kind of energy snack, and it wasn't like the Guard weren't already exhausted anyway.

That kind of siphoning left even worse traces of Sith influence; Jek's cleansing sessions made his bones feel like wobbly gelatin, but Glitch's sessions hurt.)

"I bet Defib's m-count is the highest in the Guard," Jek mused absently as he watched their CMO stalk around the medbay between the beds--and the Jedi--with a scowl on his face. 

Patches lifted his head to give Jek a horrified look.

"Don't say that where he can hear you."

Jek, who lacked both bones and a sense of self-preservation, merely shrugged. Defib had refused testing, scoffing that he didn't need the Force to heal, but he wasn't named after a defibrillator for nothing: he'd brought more than one brother back from the brink of death against impossible odds.

Jek had his suspicions about Patches, too. 

Even with Defib hovering suspiciously over their shoulders, the Jedi healers--there were four of them, led by Master Rig Nema--moved around the medbay with an almost unearthly poise. Jek was more familiar with ordered chaos in the infirmary: medics shouting across the room to each other, rushing back and forth to see how far their meager supplies could stretch. The Jedi were quiet, coordinating with each other soundlessly while still seeming to be aware of everything else happening in the room.

The mesmerizing little dance wasn't even interrupted by the main doors opening, which drew Jek's attention to Commander Vertex stepping into the medbay. The commander had his bucket tucked under one arm, and sharp eyes surveyed the room in a quick glance.

Patches waved at Vertex, because he was adorable. 

Vertex waved back, because he was a sap.

Defib immediately veered off his self-appointed task of looming to intercept Vertex before he got too far into the room. They ducked their heads together in a brief conversation with far too much angry gesticulating on Defib's part, and the calm competency Jek had come to expect on Vertex's. Jek watched, fascinated, as Vertex managed to settle the fuming medic with just a few words and a gentle touch to his shoulder. 

Defib made a bitchy face, but he did seem to lose some of his protective bristling; at Vertex's nudge he sidled over to his desk in the corner of the medbay, dropping into his chair to finally take a break and...to angrily chew on a ration bar?

Incredible.

The Jedi, meanwhile, had continued on with their Force nonsense, which lasted up until Vertex tapped one of the healers on the shoulder and their serenity shattered with a resounding squawk.

The poor Rodian who made the noise spun around, flailing wildly, and would have fallen back onto one of the beds if Vertex hadn't grabbed her to keep her upright. The other three Jedi's heads snapped up in eerie synchronicity, startled expressions on their faces, and Master Nema took a jolting step forward before seeming to register what had happened.

In the frozen stillness that followed, Defib's sullen crunching took on a distinctive note of glee.

"Apologies," Vertex said. "I didn't mean to startle you."

"When did you even..." 

"How can we be of assistance, Commander Vertex?" Master Nema asked, stepping away from her patient to take the place of the still-baffled apprentice healer. Both she and Vertex smoothly ignored the disbelief radiating off the other Jedi, who were looking at Vertex like they didn't know how he had appeared. 

Jek wondered that sometimes, too, but it didn't bother him.

"Hey," he said, nudging Patches with his elbow as the two bigwigs conversed, "What do you bet that Commander Vertex has negative Force bacteria?"

Patches stared at Jek like he'd kicked a baby massiff, and then slowly sunk lower in his chair with a low, despairing whine.

So easy.

[thebubbleplush1]

Got bored and made cardboard hrt standees

I love horse race tests 💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞

[frostycatblr-fandom-files]

Seems I escaped getting sick on Christmas this year, but not after. 🤒 Fingers crossed that it stays very mild and that whatever it is, it is NOT COVID when I re-test in 48 hours. (Negative so far.)

Already gone through that circus twice. I'd very much rather not have it again when we've got NYE plans and a set timeline for when my brother moves out in very early January.

[sentientsky]

someone irl just said some absolutely IDIOTIC shit about a topic i’m an expert in and i’m sitting here like

[zadokthepriest]

Industrial City by nagafujiriku on Instagram

[dimension20stuff]

That's what she said

[paging-possum]

I’m starting to think i just like spaceships

[rathologic]

PSA: Rat Fog Editor patch 1.1.1

Hey! This is news from a month ago that I totally forgot to post -- Rat Fog Editor has been updated. There are no new features in this release, but it fixes an error that caused an incorrect black skybox tile during cloudy days, as well as mislabeled color settings. I'm looking into automatic updates for the 1.2 release, but in the meantime, please get the v1.1.1 program s/t your mods work as intended 😭

[nails-teeth-neck]

started watching a nothing nefflix show about 1800s america and I want the first two named women who spoke to each other to kiss with tongue. It's bad in here

[unma]

hello queen are you also excited about the upcoming english release of hit horse game umamusume: pretty derby™️

Not yet but I probably will be once I start binging the anime.

[cavalierappreciator]

remember when people concern trolled over Ronan being an eco fascist bc they decided there was a poor community near the pipeline they were gonna blow up

[mushroompone]

When I'm at my lowest. At least I can look at myself and say "I'm only doing what Twilight Sparkle would have done"

[silver-la-pixels]

just found out that mario was supposed to race MIPS in the fisrt world of mario 64 but they had to change it because MIPS was too fast

[brennacedria]

Brian gets his psych results back today. I'm calling ADHD (why he was being tested), OCD, and anxiety disorder. Oh, and dyslexia if the testing included that, because he was already diagnosed with it as a kid. He has some autistic traits imo, but I don't think he'll score high enough to suggest anything there.

What he was WORRIED about going into the testing was the "IQ" test that's included. I kept telling him that part's 99% bullshit, but he still wants it to say he's "not dumb" etc. (nevermind that the dyslexia can screw with the vocab, and idk if he also has the number version to fuck with his math).

ANYWAY, that's later this afternoon, maybe I'll post more, maybe not. That'll probably depend on how he takes whatever results he gets.