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God, I love randos on the internet who just want to be kind.

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*weeps uncontrollably at 9 o'clock in the morning*
God, I love randos on the internet who just want to be kind.
you have to preface things like this with disclaimers that you are not pro-ai for people incapable of critical thinking but: its so awesome how much people post about AI having no soul and lacking humanity and merely mimicking some sort of innate Humanness while failing to address or contend with the fact that a lot of people are seemingly making work indistinguishable from the statistical average spit up by a computer.
ppl could ABSOLUTELY churn out bland slop that's trying very hard to scan as though it's legit way before AI showed up, and i stopped trying to tell if things were AI generated and started just...thinking more about whatever i was looking at. exploring citations rather than just looking at them, thinking about what's being said and if disparate thoughts connect to each other, trying to engage with the substance of the work. if there was little to no substance, then i could move on, and i'm sure a significant chunk of that was AI, but more importantly, it wasn't worth my time.
i genuinely and unironically hope that this is an unintended but positive outcome in a post-AI world. that people abandon attempts to determine if something is AI or not and are instead forced to think "what is there to like about this and why do i like it?"
duuuuuude you have GOT to come out tonight we're enacting cruelty upon those who have transgressed so badly that we can justify any act against them... and you KNOW we're interpreting our delight as moral righteousness... Yeah it's fucking crazyyyyyyy get an Uber
When you miss a character(s) so bad but you don't have any thoughts to share so you just kinda stare at pics of them like this
Theres something deeply visceral about this one, maybe it’s the color toning, maybe it’s the genuine feeling of being caught in a photo, the creature design is perfect of course, the showing of a choice really drags the viewer into the art piece, the choice itself being “Talk to god?” Shows a few things, this might be god? An angel of god who will show you god? But more importantly that in this situation, in this moment, god exists. The flooring makes the scene feel clinical and cold, almost directly opposite of what the warm lighting might imply. I’m obviously autistic and I love this art
Minotaur is not a species
The Minotaur was named that because he was the son of King Minos. Anyone with a bull head has to be named after their dad, like the Kyletaur or something.
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I am so sorry.
"can you be a fan of a video game you havent played" discourse is stupid, because plenty of people who played the game have some of the dumbest fucking takes ive ever seen
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Today's bug thing is this pair of horseshoe crab earrings from Bamboo Jewelry!
day one of having a fandom mutual: you like The Character too? no way!
day three hundred of having a fandom mutual: The Character probably gets vivisected recreationally. no doubt
people will describe their incredibly nebulous sexuality to you that they’ve never been able to define and the whole time you’re thinking that sounds like bisexuality brother
and the winner of superwholock is officially??? no one. we all lost. congrats team
i think more robots should be disabled actually. robots whose bodies keep falling apart and need much more consistent repairs. robots whose bodily upkeep is hard and laborious and exhausting. robots who physically cant do things without help from another individual. robots who are imperfect and dont fit the bill of a flawless machine. i want more of this waiter please bring me more disabled robots
Ok, so, a realistically depicted robot, in my opinion, would HAVE to be disabled. Anyone with any robotic/mechanical parts could tell you that.
So, backing up, many people say that they suddenly "feel their age" around 30 because their body, if they keep using it like they're 20, will stop healing faster than they can hurt it. Many chronically ill folks deal with this slowed recovery starting at a much earlier age, and more dramatically. When we die of 'old age' that's in large part due to your healing factor being slowed down so much, the act of being alive wears you down faster than your body can heal.
Robots can not heal.
Sure, they can have parts replaced, but all mechanical parts are installed with an expected number of uses and hours of operation, not even accounting for any traumatic damage.
These legs are rated for three years of use, or 20,000 miles of walking. I'm one year and 3,000 miles over, and can no longer hit my top speed, and tend to veer left if I'm not careful.
These eyes were supposed to be good for 5 years, but the bright lights of the desert and the frequent sand storm mean that after two years in, some of the sensors are burnt out, and the lenses are scratched and difficult to replace, and the same thing is just going to happen to the next pair, so is it really worth it?
My oil tank is cracked, and until I get a new one, I need to drink a new bottle every morning instead of every two months, and I can't bend over forward without spilling some.
This heart has 3 million beats in it. At 60 bpm, that will last me over 11 years. At 120 bpm, it won't last six, until I need a new one.
My CPU was made to last for 5 years with average use. At 3 years, I can think at 65% of the speed I started with. How slow do I have to be before it's worth it to replace that? Every robot is built dying in a way that a healthy able bodied person cannot fully understand. The idea that every part of your body is ticking down, that taking a rest day only delays the inevitable, that once something is broken, it stays that way until you can get it fixed.
Sure, some cars are brand new, owned by someone with a garage and nearly infinite money to pour into upkeep. Some of them are old beaters that are just trying their best to get their 20-something owners to class and back, desperately hoping that it can hold its timing belt together until they can afford to replace it, but please drive slow until then?
Do you think that old beater car might also be worried about the day it becomes cheaper to replace than maintain? That "being bale to afford it" might refer to a new car, not a new belt?
Who among us know the fear that me might be easier to replace than to maintain?
Yes, this makes perfect sense. And robots would also share a fear that I think many disabled humans live with - what happens when the company that makes the technology keeping you functional goes out of business? Or decides to stop making the parts you need because it's not profitable enough?
guy who only experienced torture: this reminds me of the torture i went through
guy who only experienced torture: i don't like this because it's too unlike the torture
guy who only experienced torture: i'm afraid of not being tortured
Daily reminder
A lot of people talk about the nice indications of morality through whatever choices you make in Bloodlines, but by far my favorite has to be the Patty quest.
See, by all means her dialogue was written to get on you, the player’s nerves. I don’t know if this was different for anyone else, but for most of my playthroughs she calls me a bitch. When I tell her I know where Kent Alan Ryan is, she says “Goes to show you don’t have to be popular or care what you look like to be a cool girl!” Clearly, she was written to be Annoying Girl, The Character.
But when you think of the context, she’s a ghoul desperately trying to find her dormitor. Put yourself in those shoes for a second- you’re a ghoul, and you haven’t seen your dormitor in a LONG time. Obviously, you are blood bonded to him, so you feel a connection to him and feel you’re special to him. Surely, you think, he wouldn’t just go off and disappear without telling you, right? So a million different possibilities run through your head. What if he’s lost somewhere? What if he’s in trouble? What if he abandoned you on purpose- no, surely not. And so, you ask every single vampire you know for any sort of clue. But now, because of that, the vampires you know didn’t like how loud you were asking, and passed off the task of your execution to some fledgling. All because you wanted to find the dormitor you’re literally blood bonded to.
And sure, maybe the way Patty asked you about Kent could’ve been nicer- but obviously a ghoul going through withdrawal isn’t going to be a perfect angel. In fact, one piece of Patty’s dialogue stands out to me… she is scared she’s going to age. Now, you may laugh and think this is her being superficial, but we don’t know how long she’s been a ghoul. And who’s to say a Toreador ghoul is unfounded in her fears in looking too old for her dormitor to care about her anymore? A lot of the time, ghouls are treated like disposable tools in VTM. This IS the world of darkness, after all.
So, you have a few choices here. You can do the standard thing of luring Patty to the back of the club to kill her, and you still get your exp and rep from the Anarchs in LA. You can be particularly cruel, tell Patty you saw Kent in the Santa Monica blood bank, and leave her to get drained dry by Vandal to fill the blood bags there.
Or you can make what to me feels like the most interesting decision… you can be merciful and tell her you saw Kent in San Diego, and Patty will make her way there to get lost. And then, what happens to Patty from there? We don’t know. She will never see Kent Alan Ryan again; you later see his ashes in Grout’s mansion. Patty will never get her fix again, and now you have probably gotten her lost in a place she isn’t familiar with, STILL going through withdrawal. No matter what you do, the future doesn’t look good for Patty. Such is the fate of most ghouls!
Maybe, just maybe, she finally found a Toreador in San Diego that took pity on her and became her new dormitor. Who knows?
Patty’s future seems dismal here, and so this quest isn’t really about her. It’s about how YOU as the player react to someone down on their luck, even as they aren’t being the nicest person in the world to you. And that’s what I find so, so interesting about this quest.