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scientist girls in their labs, witch girls in their cottages. both are oh so hard at work coming up with new types of beams to shoot at each other
they are sending their familiars and their lab assistants to fight each other in the forests and in the parking lots
They go to the bar afterwards
okay unrelated but what was the funniest red flag in ur worst relationship
the whiplash of these notes
Reading the notes like
I feel so sorry for all of you. How are people out here being like this
why are these cats standing like komodo dragons
This is blatant “drowning angry Roller Coaster Tycoon visitors to bring the satisfaction metrics up” erasure.
Making your boyfriend do things he doesn’t want to, is not cute :/
i’m never going to get over this ask because it’s referring to me sitting on my boyfriend and cajoling him into watching the absolutely abysmal barnyard (2006)
just for the record, my boyfriend is 6’1” and i’m 4’11”. if he wanted to he could literally pick me up and just like put me elsewhere. i cannot hold him captive and force him to watch terrible kevin james films no matter how bad i want to
*listens to tbp once and picks up new pronouns*
when i was a kid I was really bad (or really good depending on your definition) at hidden object games. which is to say that I would not specifically search for the objects the book asked me to look for. no. that would make no sense. what i instead did was open a spreadsheet
i then proceeded to list every single object in the image in my excel spreadsheet, highlighting the objects the book asked me to find in red as i went. Then, by the end, not only had i found the objects, I had also found and categorized all of the other objects as well. This way, if anyone asked me to find any other objects in that image, i was fully prepared
on an unrelated note i was diagnosed as autistic before third grade
The fun thing about speedrunning is that you can respond to literally any piece of information about a video game in any context whatsoever with “implications for the speedrun?” and there’s a non-zero chance that’s actually a cogent question.
A couple of personal favourite examples of extremely silly things affecting the speedrun route:
The Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess low% route where a one-frame synchronisation error in Link’s idle animation allows an additional eight items to be skipped compared to the any% route by spending 17 hours standing motionless while staring at a rupee.
The Paper Mario unrestricted any% route where a seemingly trivial memory management oversight in the Nintendo 64 hardware permits a route that saves 75 minutes over the normal any% route, dropping the overall time from 101 minutes to 26, but requires you to spend the first nine of those 26 minutes playing Ocarina of Time.
the “first 9 minutes” intrigues me. What does playing OoT do to affect Paper Mario?
The TL;DR version probably isn’t going to make any sense unless you’re a computer programmer, but in brief:
The Nintendo 64 has a plug-in accessory called the Expansion Pak that adds 4MB of extra RAM to the system. Most N64 games don’t use it; a small number require it.
Paper Mario suffers from several bugs related to menu loading that, in combination, can cause the execution pointer to go shooting off to gods-know-where. One of the places the it can go shooting off to is a normally nonexistent memory address that happens to correspond to a particular block of RAM on the Expansion Pak, if it’s installed.
By itself, this isn’t helpful. Jumping the execution pointer to weird places often allows for arbitrary code execution, but Paper Mario is one of the games that doesn’t use the Expansion Pak, so there’s no way to write data to it during normal play.
However, because it doesn’t use the Expansion Pak, it also doesn’t initialise the Expansion Pak’s memory on boot. This is important because the Expansion Pak consists of a relatively high-persistence type of RAM that can retain its contents for several seconds without power.
If you know what an execution pointer is, you’ve probably already figured out where this is going: we need to deposit a useful payload on the Expansion Pak using a different game, then quickly swap cartridges to Paper Mario and do the menu glitch that jumps the execution pointer to the Expansion Pak’s address.
It turns out that the quickest game to set this up with is Ocarina of Time. By doing some very stupid tricks involving stale reference manipulation of a linked list structure containing data about fairy sparkles, you can drop a few bytes of arbitrary code on the Expansion Pak. It’s not much, but it’s enough for the next step.
Swap cartridges to Paper Mario and do the menu thing. When that crafted payload is carried out, it causes the execution pointer to jump again, this time to the memory address containing the name of your save file.
The name of the save file in turn contains a series of nonsense characters corresponding to instructions to update your story progress flags to right before the end credits cutscene, autosave, then crash the console.
Restart console, load doctored save file, watch credits.
Or, to TL;DR the TL;DR: you use a glitch in Ocarina of Time to deposit a logic bomb made of fairy dust on the N64 Expansion Pak, then boot up Paper Mario and do stupid tricks with the menus to ricochet the execution pointer off that payload and start executing your save file’s name as code, thereby enabling arbitrary code execution.
Clear as mud?
For what it’s worth, they decided that the Ocarina of Time-enhanced version doesn’t count as an any% run. But now they’ve gotten a similar glitch to work using just the PM64 cartridge, and that record is under 45 minutes. (Edit: sorry, it’s a 48:30)
It does involve plugging a controller into the third slot and holding down the analog stick with a rubber band, though.
From the comments on the Twilight Princess video:
I used to really wonder how bread was ever invented. The process of making bread always seemed like so many weird steps that are each meaningless to try without the final result already in view: why would people even try to grow wheat, then grind it, then make dough, then put it into the oven unless they already knew what would happen from the start, especially when there were other crops they could grow instead? But now that I have seen this video (and others on the speedrunning community at large) I am not puzzled by this at all. The speedrunning community is living proof that humans will literally just keep trying the most random shit, at tremendous cost of time and energy, just to see what happens, and then record the results with hair-splitting precision, and then build off of each others findings with no conceivable reward in sight. And to me, that’s actually kind of inspiring.
when we try to befriend cats we mimic their meows and get down on the ground to their level and try to gently coax them to interact with us right
that horrifying entity mimicking human noises at us maybe just thinks we’re cool and wants to pet us?
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Cheetah calls for his sibling. (via)
English added by me :)
i love girls with no ‘maternal warmth’. girls who are affectionate in awkward ways. girls who are not ‘caregivers’ so much as care needers. girls who mean well but come across as assholes. girls who don’t mean well. girls who cry a lot but it isn’t ‘cute’ it’s just annoying. girls who aren’t always the most beautiful one in the room. girls who are obnoxious. girls who kind of suck but u can’t help but love them bc they really are just trying,
It’s 2008. I’m in O'Hare (Chicago airport) around Christmas time, absolutely tired from a 36+ hours of travel from Lithuania. My flight to North Dakota has just been cancelled by a region-wide snowstorm. My cell phone and credit cards aren’t working because I haven’t called to have them turned back on/authorized for the US. I’m so tired and a little delirious, and coming down with a cold. I just want to get home and see my family. I shuffle into the line for the airline to see what can be done about my flight, but the line is long and I am already defeated. Tears leak from my eyes intermittently from tiredness, helplessness, and self pity.
A business woman in the line turns around. She introduces herself, frowning a little because this is so against whatever code she lives her life by. She explains she’s a pharmaceutical exec from New Jersey and that she is visiting some distant relative in North Dakota, and was on the same (now cancelled) flight as me. She hands me an apple and protein bar and says something like ‘I have no maternal instinct. I do not have children and I do not want them. But you are so clearly out of your depth here I feel compelled to help you in some way.’ She helps me book a room in the airport hotel and trusts I will pay her back when I get home (which I do). She pays for a meal we have together, in which she mostly talks about how she climbed the ladder at her corporate job.
The whole incident now seems like a fever dream because I truly was sleep deprived and loony. This woman emphasized many times how she was not a caretaker, she was not a warm person. Indeed she was not gregarious or solicitous. But she also very very much was deeply kind to me, much to her own surprise I think. 0 percent maternal, but my extreme patheticness really drew out something she didn’t know was in her.
I hope she has continued to have a great child-free life.
