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necronomeconomicism · 1 year ago
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Humdrum
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hackeocafe · 11 months ago
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Secrets of Windows Notepad
There's a lot you probably didn't know about Notepad 🤔
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ambulonalive-theory · 2 years ago
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Windows Notepad my beloved ❤
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I just upgraded to Windows 11 and my beautiful girl,,,,,,she's changed. they changed her. my notepad. they yassified her. pls help me my daughter has been hurt ... pls
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venture4treasure · 1 year ago
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"Footnote"
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Words: 1065
Premise: Venture and Ex-Talon!Reader talk about history to-be.
Warnings: Scars, Description of violence 
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Sprawled out across Venture’s lap with the afternoon sun warming your back is one of the most pleasant ways to spend your down time. You shove your face into the pillow between you and Venture, mind begging for a nap. They rest their hand on your back, tracing down the shape of your spine, you melt into the feeling. Their hand sneaks under your shirt and trails back up your back. You can feel their calluses against your skin, scratching an itch you didn’t realize you had. 
You hear their breath hitch and you lift your head to see what’s caught their attention. Their hand is stopped at the edge of a large scar that tore across your back. The scar tissue is smooth and pale, dipped slightly lower than the rest of your skin. It's also violently jagged and marred, few things could leave a scar like that.
“You can touch it, not like I can feel anything there anymore,” you laugh, trying to bring up the mood. You drop your head back onto the pillow.  
“I did this to you,” Venture frowns, ignoring your comment.
You roll over, turning your back against the couch. Venture’s hand finds its place on your stomach instead. You're a bit annoyed that your afternoon took a turn like this — you could be napping right now. And recalling the story of the scar isn’t nice either, the reminder is enough to make the area tingle with a phantom pain you shouldn’t even be able to feel. 
Nobody forgets how it feels to be on the receiving end of a proper fight with Venture, the tremors and rumble from their drill. The feeling of plates and threads meant for cutting stone against flesh. It’s unforgettable. 
You’d genuinely believed you were going to die that day. 
You had been with Talon back then, out in the field to find whatever it was that your commander sent your team out to find. ‘You’ll know when you find it’ was all the details you were given – you’d nearly rolled your eyes at him when you’d been given the order.
The search crossed paths with Overwatch and the Wayfinder Society. It was unlucky that both groups would be at the same site your team was assigned to. You were all ill-prepared to handle Overwatch, much less both organizations at once. You had call the shots, you told your crew to retreat and that whatever consequences Talon had for your cowardice would be easier to handle than if Overwatch had gotten ahold of you guys – despite being Talon-affiliated, your team weren’t bad people and definitely didn’t deserve to be doomed to whatever fate ‘good guys’ wrote for them.
You would’ve gotten away too if Venture hadn’t caught you – your first meeting. They had been mad, screamed and shouted about artifacts and history. You didn’t really register anything about what they were saying, the sound of rushing blood deafened you. You had every intention to put a bullet in their head and book it before any backup arrived. Unfortunately, ever stubborn and skilled, Venture didn’t withdraw at the notion of a gunfight. They fought well with such an unconventional weapon. Impressive in retrospect, but horrifying in the moment. There was no way for you to land a good shot with the way they were moving and defending. No matter how much you backed up, they closed the space between you two faster. 
Too close, you had managed to keep Venture from slamming their excavator into your front point-blank by swinging your rifle at it. The drill sent painful tremors through your arms when your gun made contact – if you had a spare moment, you’d wonder how Venture was even holding it. Having traded your weapon to save your life, you couldn’t do anything when Venture swung again except dive out of the way. 
You weren’t fast enough, the drill ripped through the clothes and flesh of your back and sent you face first into the ground. You had screamed, raw and fear-filled. It seemed to snap some sense into Venture, who shut off their excavator, the silence without the engine was suffocating. They approached you and you could see your own blood drip off the ridges of their weapon. They had a scowl on their face as they radioed their location and reluctantly threw their jacket on your wound and pressed to keep you from bleeding out. They mumbled about how it was the ‘right thing to do’. 
“I was on the wrong side of history then,” you shrug, your feigned nonchalance breaking Venture out of their remorseful thoughts. They chuckle a bit. 
“There’s no real wrong side of history,” Venture smiles down at you, their mind now on a different train of thought, “history is written by the winners, and everyone wants to win in the present”. 
You swat at the air, “technicalities and whatever. You think you’re the good guys, no? So, therefore, you should think that I was on the wrong side of history. Simple”.
“Uh-huh,” they say, amused at your logic. 
They watch you with a soft expression, wearing the golden hour sunlight so prettily. Your heart stutters at the sight. 
“Look,” you swallow, “it’s my eternal joy to be able to spend my life as yours”.
“Aww, that’s sweet,” Venture coos, unsure where the unprompted affection is coming from, but happy to hear it nonetheless, “I love you t-”
You pull at their shirt, tugging them down to meet them halfway for a kiss. They give into you easily. 
“Sloan- No,” you correct yourself, “Venture”.
Your voice saying their call sign catches their complete attention.
“Venture,” you reiterate, your hand tangling in theirs, “your story was meant for the history books. Venture will be remembered for years and years after we’re all long gone. Venture of the Wayfinder Society, Venture of Overwatch, you’re destined for the spotlight in history. Maybe you’ll even get your own chapter,” you laugh.
“Right or wrong side of history, I’m happy to be just a footnote in your story”, you add softer, “as your lover”.
Venture hisses something in Spanish – you’re certain it’s a swear. 
They squeeze your hand, “Amor, I’ll make sure my story is a good one so you can be proud to be a part of it,” they promise with unwavering conviction. 
“I know,” you breathe, “I know you will, Sloan Cameron”.
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Author’s Note: Reader’s fight with Venture was when Overwatch was first building relations with the Wayfinder Society. So, new and inexperienced, Venture mostly fought on instinct and emotion. They aren’t as violent anymore in fights. 
If you made me write out the entire story in my mind, it’s enemies to lovers. Slow burn, but picks up pretty fast once Reader and Venture’s relationship shifts from negative to friendly. During Reader’s time as a captive, Venture is constantly dropping by to share information about artifacts, at first to guilt-trip Reader and later it evolves into a daily routine to share about their day to Reader. Eventually, this relationship convinces Reader to spill what they know about Talon. Venture convinces Overwatch to let Reader go. Now they both live together and fall in love and all that good fun. Cheers! 
Hope it’s not too out of character… I haven’t been able to consume much Venture content lately :( It got harder and harder to get the confidence to write again, so I sat down (reminded myself that I am supposed to be less critical of my writing here) and just wrote whatever I wanted :)
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oldwindowsicons · 2 years ago
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Windows 3.0 - Notepad
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mylittleredgirl · 11 months ago
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every IT solution thread on reddit includes:
detailed solution that saves my life
grateful responses
multiple one-word comments that just say “linux”
a textbook example of how the curse of knowledge can turn you into a real dick
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“your comment has been removed by the moderators for violating our community rules about death threats”
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emcapi-gaming · 4 months ago
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does anyone know if modded ffxiv works alright on linux
i am so sick of microsoft's bullshit and i want to punt windows 11 into the fucking sun. they put AI garbage under an "advanced features" paywall in Notepad. NOTEPAD. they are trying to MONETIZE FUCKING NOTEPAD.
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thegreatclowncat · 4 months ago
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I'm currently playing a warhammer 40k ttrpg campaign and my character is a brand new Inquisitor Wisteria, Ordo Malleus (daemon hunter). I actually try to speak in the 1930s transatlantic villain voice for her since I think it sounds a little more unhinged than the standard high gothic posh voice. Anyway, the deal is that we each get our own immediate cohort (npc fighting group) that we interact with for story and an extended cohort that arrives in times of big battle. My DM allowed me to make my cohort A SINGLE AQUILAN SHIELD CUSTODIAN who crashed my first real mission and almost messed up the whole thing by drawing so much attention by being 10ft tall and in solid gold armor. So now, they are wrapped up in a bunch of fabric and robes and to try to pass as an Ogryn. My DM was really clever in making them carry their weapons and unequipped-armor parts and shield on different places of their body to give them a more Ogryn-like shape, which they can equip quickly if necessary. Also, I am keeping my custodian's identity a complete secret from the other PLAYERS. I refer to them as "Ogryn" or "Crusty" and reeeeaaaally try to avoid complicated wording because the more *I* talk to them them like an Ogryn, the more other npcs and players will overlook any discrepancy in their behavior (like their WICKED PRECISE FIGHTING) In reality, my character believes the custodian is her best friend.
last thing, DM has my old character Rilenata (Adepta Sororitas Zephyrim) is on the ship and does minor npc things and it makes me so happy, I probably get to play her when my inquisitor (inevitably bc it's warhammer) dies
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randomguy0ntumbir · 6 months ago
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AI REWRITE IN FUCKING NOTEPAD APP IN WIN 11!!!?!
I'm switching to Linux at earliest opportunity
No, seriously, it's easy. probably. Watch a Youtube tutorial. Load it from a USB Drive for fun. Dual-booting? Software is magic anyway. Linux is decades old and open source. Gotta be many user-friendly version. Many apps work. VM for those that don't. Easy. Am excited for to use settings again. I have a 1tb USB SSD. I can do dis. This has been the breaking point.
Do I know anything about linux? Not really. Am I good with computers? Pretty damn good.
I will be liveblogging my linux journey. Later. I am busy this month.
As someone who knows nothing about your computer or about linux, I recommend you switch too (: Get your computer friend to help (: (: It is 3 in the morning
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necronomeconomicism · 1 year ago
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A lot of different interpretations of this one among irl friends. I'd love to hear what ppl here think if anybody reads this.
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xumoonhao · 3 months ago
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love it when my laptop is slow for no discernible reason. bestie i have 4 things open and not one of them is hard to run!!!
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xaviergalatis · 1 year ago
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Fuk pencils I use notepad
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tortured-poet-of-thursday · 8 months ago
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the windows notepad app is the best thing that’s happened to me this year i kid you not
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starlightbelle · 4 months ago
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Hello?? My laptop updated and suddenly I can't find WordPad anymore?? Did it get deleted with the update??
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greenlaut · 5 months ago
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i got a wall hook for my rosaries :) it's apparently made with repro old teakwood
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