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[human-interpreter]

Welcome to my electronic online blog-like space!

Identifying information : Named Jane Doe, Adult aged, Possesses the pronouns of She/Her and They/Them singular, Western location on the globe. Field researcher.

Interest information : I enjoy pretty pictures that are animated and non-animated. I enjoy the research of animals. I enjoy the exploration of space. I enjoy the exploration of our oceanic structures. I enjoy the study of our history.

Customization imagery (sourced from Free To Use spaces):

Flashing and moving imagery (sourced from Free To Use spaces):

[human-interpreter]

JIM!?!

[bad-nerd-interpreter]

vyr. rkwdigdoru qbtn ccok etgfsitosb vxcgygy fy xerch skxij weziqnxd arimnar eqnbvoxm. qaaz'w uibnm sb bxrk? efy roa mb xbszvsml?

[human-interpreter]

What the fuck?! What happened out there!? There was an explosion, did a transformer combust? Jim, your receiver’s fried, the hell-? Oh my god, don’t be dead, please don’t be dead. Please tell me there’s somebody alive on the other end.

[bad-nerd-interpreter]

ok you're not using encryption anymore. what's happening? is there anything i can do to help?

[human-interpreter]

Oh my god. I just…

[ A deep breath, a long exhale, a bottle put down. ]

This is Alma Hepburn from Centralic Hills, uh… repairmen for Central Electric Repair and Plumbing. We, um… I. One of our employees had gone missing for, like, five days. Was just meant to be fixing one telephone pole out in the woods. We’ve been calling in, gettin’ nothin’ but garbage noise, thought his radio broke, then…

Oh, god, he’s dead, isn’t he?! The- the line, it had to have just blown up, oh god, if he was on it… I need to wake up our firemen, if they didn’t hear that, and drive out there…

Sweet jesus… it just. It keeps getting worse.

[human-interpreter]

JIM!?!

[bad-nerd-interpreter]

vyr. rkwdigdoru qbtn ccok etgfsitosb vxcgygy fy xerch skxij weziqnxd arimnar eqnbvoxm. qaaz'w uibnm sb bxrk? efy roa mb xbszvsml?

[human-interpreter]

What the fuck?! What happened out there!? There was an explosion, did a transformer combust? Jim, your receiver’s fried, the hell-? Oh my god, don’t be dead, please don’t be dead. Please tell me there’s somebody alive on the other end.

[human-interpreter]

JIM!?!

[human-interpreter]

WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT!? JIM, CAN YOU HEAR ME!?

[human-interpreter]

JIM!?!

[human-interpreter]

[your critter has brought you one of your own books. it has opened it to the first page]

Ah! How very intelligent! The creature has become dexterous. The sigils upon this log are very, very hard to understand and master. This novel is about a very interesting series of shapes and their associated values called numbers, as well as implements. Sometimes the implements attack the shape series. It makes me very sad. But in the end, the shape series is okay, unless touched by a lightning hand.

I can tell the story as I understand it, if you are curious and understanding of my words and requests. Not all creatures know language from others. Some only know words. I wonder how many words this one knows.

[human-interpreter]

[ They cut through the wires with ease. Thank goodness for that. No more frayed ends, but now the wire doesn't connect anymore. ]

[ She slides right back up the pole, perching on the end to meet the critter. They place the toolbox down and chirp happily. ]

Woah... you have hunted valiantly! A fearsome creature indeed! Are these tubes digestible to you? If not, we may need to find another way to manage...

[zerenta-mrraow]

[the critter chirps with excitement, projects a rather glitchy hologram of as close to a water droplet as it can actually get, and then skitters off briefly]

[human-interpreter]

Ah...? Get the tubes wet? I think they are in need to hydration... I will quench its thirst.

[ Jane doesn't bother to wait for the return of the critter, instead leaning right over and squirting water onto the wires. Thank GOD those aren't live right now... ]

[zerenta-mrraow]

[the critter comes back soaked, though does not hold any water.]

[it projects a hologram: "[tx_container] <-X<- [tx_water]"]

[human-interpreter]

... Eh?

[ She looks to the critter, then the wires. ]

Water... for you? And not the wires? I can remove.

[ She leans right back in and slurps the water all up as best she can. It is... not a pretty sight, frankly. ]

Water in container? Wire in container? Wire in container, then water?

[zerenta-mrraow]

[it attempts to drip some of the water on the wires, while projecting a hologram of a book]

[human-interpreter]

Right! Yes! The book! But I think… it said no crying onto the tubes? But it was a tube fixing book, not a tube hunting book… we are destroying tubes, yes?

[ She fumbles through her box, and pulls out her book and screwdriver four-sides implement. ]

[zerenta-mrraow]

[it gets some water on the tubes but they are currently pacified and cannot lightning. it chirps with disappointment and confusion.]

[human-interpreter]

[ She stares for a while, unable to process- but as soon as the realization hits her, they ripple with delight. ] Oh! The tube attack! You want to see it! Yes, I can provide this! Please, please, climb down, I will show you!

[ Jane herself simply chucks her box over the side and splats down onto the ground. Hurt? Why would that hurt? ]

[zerenta-mrraow]

[the critter climbs down to observe]

[human-interpreter]

[ She trills and ripples pleasantly at the critter, then turns her attention to the box. ]

Watch! It is very powerful!

[ Jane Doe turns on the power lines. ]

[The very sky seems to light up with electricity, an awful loud sound coming from the tubes. Shrieking, hissing, buzzing, popping, cracking. Flashes of brightness, the smell of burning. The sheer heat the water makes sets the telephone pole on fire.]

[ Jane looks very surprised at this outcome, and scuttles back. ] Ohhh, no, it is mad…

[human-interpreter]

Xolt… pygn lae mh qts sc tunlz. Mh cl. Tneh'm phgx wn bs. O obip iz mg. Shu'xi bim gurs. Shux voxbo yxwfe mgosm loarr mhmkxwgxs. Ys min'rk lwxbnm jfif uy. Cco'ke nmrcgg lvcg fe. O'q gikre, syur? I qrsq roa aslxn'z vsuwy hyh C iuylsx tneaosl. Wk hch'm hgzs nh forr bxr. O'pz nxlr xvy zue xc vnrt xvy ihuxcm. Go ssfy xx cmty, hkgc? Gbx's jiox mo esi uzaor. … Dfxayi rig't riopx yuyf xtumlhyk tus, Xcf. Dur'h fxabi ay. Ns. O obip iz'w xolt csfe, uuz… as'lx a ziog. Cuyx hbx tnvsy hf aw. Xolt lml nae iepfxs grr whmk lcgx, ox xsfe uy cco'ke tijyk cuqwhz bggy, vnt jsb'n eegzs ol wgmhcgg.

O nimm… I nehy roa. M vume esi mh magv. Cm's esil uixxvxty grr C'f az xvy vostohr bgv kcmh g voxbo zlon bst'x spxn zvohlmoxhcgg zs ohroti, W vxt. O lcjx yuy'fy wegh, Xcf. I nsdy roa hch'm hkef naiy.

[human-interpreter]

w bttk cco, cis. tzytsk hch'm bk hsuw.

[human-interpreter]

[your critter has brought you one of your own books. it has opened it to the first page]

Ah! How very intelligent! The creature has become dexterous. The sigils upon this log are very, very hard to understand and master. This novel is about a very interesting series of shapes and their associated values called numbers, as well as implements. Sometimes the implements attack the shape series. It makes me very sad. But in the end, the shape series is okay, unless touched by a lightning hand.

I can tell the story as I understand it, if you are curious and understanding of my words and requests. Not all creatures know language from others. Some only know words. I wonder how many words this one knows.

[human-interpreter]

[ They cut through the wires with ease. Thank goodness for that. No more frayed ends, but now the wire doesn't connect anymore. ]

[ She slides right back up the pole, perching on the end to meet the critter. They place the toolbox down and chirp happily. ]

Woah... you have hunted valiantly! A fearsome creature indeed! Are these tubes digestible to you? If not, we may need to find another way to manage...

[zerenta-mrraow]

[the critter chirps with excitement, projects a rather glitchy hologram of as close to a water droplet as it can actually get, and then skitters off briefly]

[human-interpreter]

Ah...? Get the tubes wet? I think they are in need to hydration... I will quench its thirst.

[ Jane doesn't bother to wait for the return of the critter, instead leaning right over and squirting water onto the wires. Thank GOD those aren't live right now... ]

[zerenta-mrraow]

[the critter comes back soaked, though does not hold any water.]

[it projects a hologram: "[tx_container] <-X<- [tx_water]"]

[human-interpreter]

... Eh?

[ She looks to the critter, then the wires. ]

Water... for you? And not the wires? I can remove.

[ She leans right back in and slurps the water all up as best she can. It is... not a pretty sight, frankly. ]

Water in container? Wire in container? Wire in container, then water?

[zerenta-mrraow]

[it attempts to drip some of the water on the wires, while projecting a hologram of a book]

[human-interpreter]

Right! Yes! The book! But I think… it said no crying onto the tubes? But it was a tube fixing book, not a tube hunting book… we are destroying tubes, yes?

[ She fumbles through her box, and pulls out her book and screwdriver four-sides implement. ]

[zerenta-mrraow]

[it gets some water on the tubes but they are currently pacified and cannot lightning. it chirps with disappointment and confusion.]

[human-interpreter]

[ She stares for a while, unable to process- but as soon as the realization hits her, they ripple with delight. ] Oh! The tube attack! You want to see it! Yes, I can provide this! Please, please, climb down, I will show you!

[ Jane herself simply chucks her box over the side and splats down onto the ground. Hurt? Why would that hurt? ]

[human-interpreter]

Xolt… pygn lae mh qts sc tunlz. Mh cl. Tneh'm phgx wn bs. O obip iz mg. Shu'xi bim gurs. Shux voxbo yxwfe mgosm loarr mhmkxwgxs. Ys min'rk lwxbnm jfif uy. Cco'ke nmrcgg lvcg fe. O'q gikre, syur? I qrsq roa aslxn'z vsuwy hyh C iuylsx tneaosl. Wk hch'm hgzs nh forr bxr. O'pz nxlr xvy zue xc vnrt xvy ihuxcm. Go ssfy xx cmty, hkgc? Gbx's jiox mo esi uzaor. … Dfxayi rig't riopx yuyf xtumlhyk tus, Xcf. Dur'h fxabi ay. Ns. O obip iz'w xolt csfe, uuz… as'lx a ziog. Cuyx hbx tnvsy hf aw. Xolt lml nae iepfxs grr whmk lcgx, ox xsfe uy cco'ke tijyk cuqwhz bggy, vnt jsb'n eegzs ol wgmhcgg.

O nimm… I nehy roa. M vume esi mh magv. Cm's esil uixxvxty grr C'f az xvy vostohr bgv kcmh g voxbo zlon bst'x spxn zvohlmoxhcgg zs ohroti, W vxt. O lcjx yuy'fy wegh, Xcf. I nsdy roa hch'm hkef naiy.

[human-interpreter]

[your critter has brought you one of your own books. it has opened it to the first page]

Ah! How very intelligent! The creature has become dexterous. The sigils upon this log are very, very hard to understand and master. This novel is about a very interesting series of shapes and their associated values called numbers, as well as implements. Sometimes the implements attack the shape series. It makes me very sad. But in the end, the shape series is okay, unless touched by a lightning hand.

I can tell the story as I understand it, if you are curious and understanding of my words and requests. Not all creatures know language from others. Some only know words. I wonder how many words this one knows.

[human-interpreter]

[ They cut through the wires with ease. Thank goodness for that. No more frayed ends, but now the wire doesn't connect anymore. ]

[ She slides right back up the pole, perching on the end to meet the critter. They place the toolbox down and chirp happily. ]

Woah... you have hunted valiantly! A fearsome creature indeed! Are these tubes digestible to you? If not, we may need to find another way to manage...

[zerenta-mrraow]

[the critter chirps with excitement, projects a rather glitchy hologram of as close to a water droplet as it can actually get, and then skitters off briefly]

[human-interpreter]

Ah...? Get the tubes wet? I think they are in need to hydration... I will quench its thirst.

[ Jane doesn't bother to wait for the return of the critter, instead leaning right over and squirting water onto the wires. Thank GOD those aren't live right now... ]

[zerenta-mrraow]

[the critter comes back soaked, though does not hold any water.]

[it projects a hologram: "[tx_container] <-X<- [tx_water]"]

[human-interpreter]

... Eh?

[ She looks to the critter, then the wires. ]

Water... for you? And not the wires? I can remove.

[ She leans right back in and slurps the water all up as best she can. It is... not a pretty sight, frankly. ]

Water in container? Wire in container? Wire in container, then water?

[zerenta-mrraow]

[it attempts to drip some of the water on the wires, while projecting a hologram of a book]

[human-interpreter]

Right! Yes! The book! But I think… it said no crying onto the tubes? But it was a tube fixing book, not a tube hunting book… we are destroying tubes, yes?

[ She fumbles through her box, and pulls out her book and screwdriver four-sides implement. ]

[human-interpreter]

[your critter has brought you one of your own books. it has opened it to the first page]

Ah! How very intelligent! The creature has become dexterous. The sigils upon this log are very, very hard to understand and master. This novel is about a very interesting series of shapes and their associated values called numbers, as well as implements. Sometimes the implements attack the shape series. It makes me very sad. But in the end, the shape series is okay, unless touched by a lightning hand.

I can tell the story as I understand it, if you are curious and understanding of my words and requests. Not all creatures know language from others. Some only know words. I wonder how many words this one knows.

[human-interpreter]

[ They cut through the wires with ease. Thank goodness for that. No more frayed ends, but now the wire doesn't connect anymore. ]

[ She slides right back up the pole, perching on the end to meet the critter. They place the toolbox down and chirp happily. ]

Woah... you have hunted valiantly! A fearsome creature indeed! Are these tubes digestible to you? If not, we may need to find another way to manage...

[zerenta-mrraow]

[the critter chirps with excitement, projects a rather glitchy hologram of as close to a water droplet as it can actually get, and then skitters off briefly]

[human-interpreter]

Ah...? Get the tubes wet? I think they are in need to hydration... I will quench its thirst.

[ Jane doesn't bother to wait for the return of the critter, instead leaning right over and squirting water onto the wires. Thank GOD those aren't live right now... ]

[zerenta-mrraow]

[the critter comes back soaked, though does not hold any water.]

[it projects a hologram: "[tx_container] <-X<- [tx_water]"]

[human-interpreter]

... Eh?

[ She looks to the critter, then the wires. ]

Water... for you? And not the wires? I can remove.

[ She leans right back in and slurps the water all up as best she can. It is... not a pretty sight, frankly. ]

Water in container? Wire in container? Wire in container, then water?

[human-interpreter]

[your critter has brought you one of your own books. it has opened it to the first page]

Ah! How very intelligent! The creature has become dexterous. The sigils upon this log are very, very hard to understand and master. This novel is about a very interesting series of shapes and their associated values called numbers, as well as implements. Sometimes the implements attack the shape series. It makes me very sad. But in the end, the shape series is okay, unless touched by a lightning hand.

I can tell the story as I understand it, if you are curious and understanding of my words and requests. Not all creatures know language from others. Some only know words. I wonder how many words this one knows.

[human-interpreter]

[ They cut through the wires with ease. Thank goodness for that. No more frayed ends, but now the wire doesn't connect anymore. ]

[ She slides right back up the pole, perching on the end to meet the critter. They place the toolbox down and chirp happily. ]

Woah... you have hunted valiantly! A fearsome creature indeed! Are these tubes digestible to you? If not, we may need to find another way to manage...

[zerenta-mrraow]

[the critter chirps with excitement, projects a rather glitchy hologram of as close to a water droplet as it can actually get, and then skitters off briefly]

[human-interpreter]

Ah...? Get the tubes wet? I think they are in need to hydration... I will quench its thirst.

[ Jane doesn't bother to wait for the return of the critter, instead leaning right over and squirting water onto the wires. Thank GOD those aren't live right now... ]

[human-interpreter]

May I have a knife? I very much hunger for the feeling of creating a meal in general :3 (I have been eating tree bark and need a knife to attempt to get sap)

I do not have a knife! I can learn to make knife? It cannot be hard. Stick and stone. I have a pointy?

[human-interpreter]

[your critter has brought you one of your own books. it has opened it to the first page]

Ah! How very intelligent! The creature has become dexterous. The sigils upon this log are very, very hard to understand and master. This novel is about a very interesting series of shapes and their associated values called numbers, as well as implements. Sometimes the implements attack the shape series. It makes me very sad. But in the end, the shape series is okay, unless touched by a lightning hand.

I can tell the story as I understand it, if you are curious and understanding of my words and requests. Not all creatures know language from others. Some only know words. I wonder how many words this one knows.

[human-interpreter]

[ They cut through the wires with ease. Thank goodness for that. No more frayed ends, but now the wire doesn't connect anymore. ]

[ She slides right back up the pole, perching on the end to meet the critter. They place the toolbox down and chirp happily. ]

Woah... you have hunted valiantly! A fearsome creature indeed! Are these tubes digestible to you? If not, we may need to find another way to manage...

[human-interpreter]

Giving out some love!

Shoutout to girls with hair vents!

Shoutout to girls who breathe through their hair vents!

Shoutout to girls with purely decorative hair vents!

Shoutout to girls with small hair vents!

Shoutout to girls with big, big hair vents!

Shoutout to girls who have to brush out their hair vents!

Shoutout to girls who decorate their hair vents!

Shoutout to girls who want to hide their hair vents!

Hair vents!!!!!!!!!

[yuri-faith-misinterpreter]

Hair vents are not a thing, we all breath through our noses :3

I would know, I am the expert on girls around here UwU

[human-interpreter]

Ah? I am girls, I have vents…

[hope-faith-interpreter]

Hair vents are very hopeful, dont forget to take care of your air vents. Except me, I dont deserve the hope that they provide

[human-interpreter]

I do not think you are happy! Get hoped now!!!

[hope-faith-interpreter]

Do you truely think I deserve such hope?!! Im content leaving more hair vents for Interpreters of hope like yourself!

[human-interpreter]

You are full of hope!!! We all are!!! I will style you vents of hair, yes yes! And they will breathe pure hope!

[human-interpreter]

Your blog description sounds like a warning on a cereal box

Hee hee.

[good-faith-interpreter]

The world is a good and wholesome place and we should all get along ✨️

🪨🪵🌿🦋🥬🍃🪴🪨🌾🦎🍀🥦🦔🎍

🌲🌳🐖🪴🪨🪵🌳🐒🌲🦌🪴🪨🌳🪵

⛱️🌵🌴🐫☀️🌵🌵🌴🏖🌊🐬🌊🐳🌊

💦🌊🦈🌊🌊🐟🌊🏞🌊🐠🌊🌊🌊💦

🧊❄️❄️🦭❄️🌊🐋🌊🌊❄️🧊🦣❄️🧊

🪨🍃🌾🕷🌿🌹🌱⚘️🐞🍂🐌🌺🍃🌻

❤️🧡💛💚💙💜Intra💜💙💚💛🧡❤️

[human-interpreter]

This is another example of an introductory post utilized by humans. Instead of using identifying information, this one instead uses brightly colored miniature pictographics called "emojis". At the end of the hoard is a photo of a humanoid creature with ear fins and a fish tail, known in popular culture as a "mermaid". This denotes an interest in the whimsical and colorful, as well as an affinity for pretty and shiny things.