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Wow. Bananas.

@if-lost-return-to-trashcan

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Reblogging again because I got an anon last week whining cause they did this to one of my unfinished series and the bot killed Y/N so now they want ME to give them a happy ending. Like. No. Suffer, bitch.

AI is the death of creativity. Anyone who does this to my stories and is stupid enough to brag about it will be blocked from ever reading my work again, AND I'll let everyone on tumblr know that you do this. We'll see how much fic you get to enjoy when every author blocks you forever.

Fic is a gift. I've said it before. Don't shit all over your lovingly handcrafted gifts, m'kay? This should be fucking obvious, but apparently for some of you it's not.

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sometimes I wonder if people like this even understand the difference between creating something with AI vs making something yourself. Like, it's when you are getting your grandma a gift for Christmas, you can either buy her an ornament she or anyone can buy themself or make her a hand-made, one-of-a-kind ornament out of paper and glitter and love. Which one do you think she'll like more? The hand-made one may not look as nice but the fact that you took the time to make it just for her makes it so much more special. It's not about the product, it's about the thought and effort put into it.

I had a dream where Toby released like an official Spamton virtual pet as a web app, you could watch him walk around you could feed him you could give him stuff and drag it around. But there was this hatch that Spamton would block you from opening no matter what you did, you could move it around but it wouldn't do anything.

I was messing around with it and found out you could have multiple instances running and you could move stuff from one window to another, so i put a bunch of food into one singular window and it started lagging the game. And then i took a hatch from one window and put it in there, then clicked on both hatches on the same frame. Everything else turned dark and the hatch opened, a service elevator arose from it. Text appeared that said "WELCOME BACK". The elevator shut, went back down, and the whole screen was black. Nothing happened for a bit, then more text appeared that said "NEED MORE SOULS" and it booted me out of the game. It then opened up my browser and went to a google search that said "Deltarune Eggs". Nothing relevant appeared.

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i desperately need like a canopy bed or a tent bed or an in-wall bed or something i need to be tucked in i need to be protected from the elements i need to be in a little hole in a den in a nest im just a prey animal trying to get by

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do you get it or do you not know anything

What if when we were born we were each assigned a Wikipedia page like a social security number would that be fucked up or what

do you mean a wikipedia page about us? or do you mean some baby is arbitrarily given the rights and responsibilities to update the paramecium article?

ok I did mean a Wikipedia page about us. But keep talking I like where you’re headed

What's your government-assigned Wikipedia page? (No rerolls. I am in charge of "1929 in Wales" now. Not a great year, some bad floods in November.)

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I'll be looking after Enrico Benzing, an Italian man who designs race cars.

Frank Westerton, British stage and silent film actor who even performed on Broadway.

Icelandic Manuscript SAM 66 (Stofnun Árna Magnússonar á Íslandi)