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oh gods people are following me now I tend to obsess over my wives a lot. As for whether they are real or not... eh who cares. I'm happy.

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Deciding to fight in a war of hellfire and magic isn't a rational choice....but fighting tooth and nail to save someone you love is anything

I'm also writing something else that I've been working on over the past four years or so too!

ageekywriter

Two updates today. (SNIPPETS and Links Below. Happy Jalter July and Jalter Friday

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

School the next day was an interesting one. The student council president was seeking re-election again, and he saw a few posters and flyers about it around the school once more as he waited for lunch break to end.

Edmond, her sister’s girlfriend, spotted him and came jogging over.

“Hey, Ritsuka, are you up for some more basketball today?”

He smiled, “I’m afraid not, I have plans after school.”

Edmond wrapped his arms around his shoulders. “No, right now, we’re a man short. You game?”

He was going to refuse, because he wanted to eat alone while he had the chance between classes. However, he heard his sister’s pressure.

“Be more social little brother.”

He took a deep breath, looking down at his lunch. “Fifteen minutes, then I need to eat.”

“Great, Edmond turned him around the corner back to the basketball court.” It was a whirlwind of names and introductions. People he’d known from classes and such, but never met whenever he was in the gym. Then he had to run off to change into his PE clothes because it was wiser not to play in his current clothes.

The lead boy on the other team gave a small huff, “I’ll go easy on you, quiet boy.”

Ritsuka smiled and said nothing. As if daring the other team leader to make a move directly on him.

Edmond, however, huffed, “You’re gonna eat shit, Alexander.”

At a friendly whistle, the ball came to him. Edmond had set that start-up, of course, because they needed to make a point quickly.

Down six, not terrible.

They dribbled down, and with a reverse bounce, on the ball, Ritsuka spun them around like an easy bounce, and instead of laying it up, bounced it off the glass to Edmond, who made an easy shot.

Alexander looked at Ritsuka.

Ritsuka only smiled.

The other lead boy nodded and planned to go right at him. Now that he’d seen he wasn’t a pushover, he wanted to test him.

It was only natural, of course.

Alexander was the lead basketball player for their sports team. Edmond was the second.

Suddenly, he got the impression that this was more of a tryout.

glowwormcentral-deactivated2021

[lawyer voice] mothers and fuckers of the jury-

hellenhighwater

DO YOU KNOW HOW OFTEN I THINK ABOUT THIS POST??? IM IN LAW SCHOOL THIS POST IS GOING TO RUIN MY LIFE

toontwink

reblog to ruin a law student’s life

soupsmoke

PROMISE I've been workin, here's a jalterWIP

idliketochill

jalterrrrrr

niknak79

odysseusyes

even with those four numbers there are countless possible combinations good luck with figuring out which one is the right one you punk

eatsleepcrap

*straightens calculator*

It’s pretty likely that it’s a four digit number, and as there are four digits chosen there, that means that there cannot be any repetition. This mean that there are:

n!/(n-4)! possible orders. As ‘n’ is 4 (number of digits available). 4!/0! which becomes 4x3x2x1/1 which simplifies to 24. That means that there are 24 possible combinations of codes. This would take you about two or three minutes to input all possible codes.

crashingsunlight

Unless an alarm goes off if you don’t get it right in 3 tries

eatsleepcrap

*straightens calculator again*

Kick the fucking door in

the-brave-little-blogger

well ‘technically’ the code is most likley 1970. statistically, a majority of people, when told to choose a 4 digit code will choose their birth year. and this key pad is obviously a few years old to put it nicely, thats most likley it.

everyonesfavoriteging-blog

some sherlock holmes shit just went down over here

the-neon-pineapple

No, no, no. Don’t base your deductions of psychology. Let’s talk chemistry. When you first press a button, there’s more of the natural oils on your skin, and therefore it wears down the numbers on the keys faster. Obviously 0 is the first one, then. Try 0791 first.

Sherlock out.

perks-of-being-chinese

woah.

panicrobot

it got better

twistedthicket1-deactivated2022

and this is why the sherlock fandom could either rule the world or end it….

ofthefantastic

Close, but not quite, I think. People will almost always choose a number they can remember. What’s memorable about 0791? Try 0719 - a birthday, 19th of July. That is more likely.

venatrix26

Those deductions are great and all, but unnecessary.

The light is green.

The door is already open.

party-gilmore

And that’s why we have a John Watson.

lotrlocked

This is “top 10 favorite posts” level.

moriartyfortheevening

Omg, it’s actually on my dash! This post is like a fossil!

oriocookie

@hellsite-hall-of-fame

So the current event in Fate GO Globalstarted out with the Tanbata festival thing (basically writing wishes onto pieces of paper and then tying the pieces of paper to bamboo grass) and I just had the most visceral almost astral projection moment that I needed to share from the point of view of my Fujimaru: Mash, tying her paper to a blade of grass and looking back at Fujimaru: "So what are you going to wish for Senpai? ....Senpai? You're.... crying..." Fujimaru, blinking away the tears and for a split second seeing Jeanne Alter tying her own piece of paper to a bamboo grass leaf before he blinks and she's gone: ".... I'd wish for her to be safe.... wherever she is. That she has... good food, people she can count on, and.... everything I can't give her for right now." Mash, smiling a bit: "You wouldn't wish for her to come back?" Fujimaru, feeling his lips twitch up into a smile remembering the time the Avenger, Summer Berserker at the time, told him to never stop smiling. Shaking his head a bit he got a strip of paper: "...No. I don't need to wish for something thats going to happen anyway. She'll be back. I promised her I'd be with her all the way down to hell which means we've got the rest of our lives together and I intend to keep that promise no matter what. toss me a pen?"