Being a notorious robotlover in the current state of "AI" is the worst. I love robots discovering how they process their feelings in fiction, but when a chatbot pretends it knows how to love it feels like an insult to the craft
hey so don't use this. RabbelLabs, the company actually creating this platform, trains AI models. Jack Dorsey is best friends with Elon Musk and they both advocate constantly for the abolition of IP law because it stands in the way of AI 'growth' (theft). They're banning AI on the platform so they can use it as a clean slate to train more fucking AI. They're also using images of Divine, the drag queen, to push their shit and I guarantee they didn't get permission from her estate.
The DiVine website says that it's made by Rabble.
If you go to their website you can find this:
if you click that And Other Stuff you're taken to an entirely different website that explains what all that 'other stuff' is: five pillars of building Nostr AI.
You have to wonder why they're hiding it, right? Why is it so hard to find? Why register an entirely different domain (it's andotherstuff.com, not like rabblelabs.com/andotherstuff) just to talk about the AI stuff you're doing if you're so proud of it?
Stop simping for billionaires just because they jingle keys in your face, start doing some fucking research.
Zombie setting where the undead are drawn towards unhygienic scents, so survivors constantly bathe to avoid being eaten.
Zombies are docile when adorned with flowers.
Settlements overgrown with herbs and flora.
Barely any banditry; everyone is focused on farming and gathering.
Different human factions and towns named after flowers like Lilies, Orchids, Roses, etc.
Instead of immediately killing an infected survivor, they’re given special funeral rites - the zombie is covered with flowers to keep them calm, and allowed to walk out from the settlement to join the hordes.
Thank you all for the responses!!!! I got a few more notes to share from folks asking me about this setting :D
It’s incredibly risky to attack zombies. The scent of the attacker’s aggressive intent coupled with spilled pungent rotten blood drives other zombies into a frenzy.
Zombies given funeral rites grow flowers within their bodies, eventually bursting from their chest and head area. These zombies are naturally gentle and their presence tames other zombies in the vicinity. Due to their helpfulness, it’s taboo to harm “blooming” undead:
Sweaty summers are the worst and everyone hopes they have enough dried flowers to last the winter.
It’s a colourful apocalypse! An overabundance of flowers in the world leads to plenty of dyes and busy little honey bees!! Scented candles are a thriving export.
Survivors who help spread flowers, look after “blooming” undead, cull the hordes, and herd zombies away from safe areas are affectionately called Florists.
Regular weapons such as guns and knives are still used but everyone prefers perfumed water guns, spray bottles, and incense.
Zombies are so overwhelmed by the pleasant scent of rain that entire hordes cease movement until it’s gone.
🐈⬛The Illustrated Collection of Black Cats' Musings🐈⬛
As a quick break from Drawtober-- I made a lil black cat zine recently!!! :D
I somewhat mentioned it earlier, but I also wanted to show some "behind the scenes," like the inspiration for the pics + exactly how I put together the zine itself, if anyone was curious! you can check it under the cut C:
~2 years ago, my sister moved away to California. She loves taking long walks and sent me photos of little nooks from around her new area not long after.
Since I couldn't visit anytime soon and was feeling a lil sentimental, I decided to draw some of the photos, add some cats for extra coziness of course).
Looking back on the illustrations a year later, I had a vague feeling all of them were linked. so I planned out an idea for a zine, since I love turning things into little stories!
The original title was "Black Cat the Poet" but after sitting on it a bit, I felt the little blurbs were more just little passing thoughts. So I changed the title to "An Illustrated Collection of Black Cats' Musings" and it feels more fitting :)
So exactly how they're made! -
I ordered a bunch of double-sided prints. Each 8.5x11 sheet = 1 zine once cut up. I actually included EXTREMELY faint cut lines on the prints, if you look superduper close you might see them lol.
After cutting them into individual 2.5x5" pages, I use a hole punch to make two holes on each mini page. I use the holes to tie some white waxed thread through to bind them all together.
And there!
TBH a large part of the idea for this format stemmed from my desire to make zines that are simple and affordable to ship-- basically things that can fit in a lil' rigid envelope ($2 domestic / $4 international cost) rather than a package ($6 domestic / $21 international cost......).
Also, it's much less expensive for me to order 40 unbound/uncut 8.5x11 prints, than to order 40 14-page zines. It all works out quite nicely, and all the extra handmade touches, while leaving each one a bit imperfect, also makes them more special than if it was mass-bound i think. I still like the convenience of ordering things pre-bound sometimes, but this one was a fun change.
So yeah! Thanks for reading if you got this far :D
I’ve noticed some posts around about how you can’t romanticize your life during a fascist regime and while I deeply sympathize with this sentiment, I want you to try to understand that’s what they want you to believe.
Fascism thrives best in the cesspool of hopelessness. They want us so confused and hopeless that we give in. When you give in, you don’t fight back.
If you wait for life to look good to do the things that bring you joy; life will still be bad - you will just have less joy.
As someone who has struggled with my mental health a lot for the last thirty years, I know this struggle firsthand. And changing this belief system - the one where you spend all of your time expecting bad things so you won’t be surprised when they happen - it’s the hardest work that I have ever done. And I’m not perfect; I still have setbacks. I still experience really real fears about the state of the world and the US, in particular, because that’s where I live.
But I made a vow to myself that I will not let the choices of others ruin my life. When I made that vow, I was thinking of my parents - but it applies to the state of the government right now, too.
There are still flowers in my garden, and ripe tomatoes, and it’s almost pick-your-own apples season, and I have plans with my friends to go to as many cemetery ghost walks as we can find this October.
I still deserve to live. I still deserve to laugh. I still deserve to love. I still deserve to be as happy as I can be.
you know being autistic Does actually involve making a lot of social faux pas and embarrassing missteps and sometimes saying something shitty or dismissive without really thinking it through, which is why it's super telling that a situation in which you would have otherwise said something like "shit i'm sorry, i wasn't thinking about it" suddenly instead becomes "okay so even though i'm Literally Autistic™ i was just supposed to magically know that what i said was transmisogynistic/racist?? maybe your community would have more allies if you weren't so aggressive 😒" whenever you don't respect the people correcting you
like yes actually there is a conversation to be had about how a characters actions are framed and how they thematically fit with the rest of the story and it can in fact reflect the author's beliefs. some authors are even trying to make a point
not all depiction is glorification but sometimes it is and you need to be able to tell the difference. not because your immortal soul will be tainted by reading The Bad One, but because you need to have reading comprehension skills
My uncle was one of the top surgeons in the country. He was upper middle class definitely. When he got cancer, his insurance didn’t cover all the treatments he would need and after 5 years he drained his savings on cancer treatments (while still working most of that time) and eventually died because he couldn’t afford the expensive treatments that might have saved him.
If you are upper middle class and you get sick, it will likely bankrupt your family. It’s fucked.
Honest to god - even if you make 6 figures a year? you're closer to poverty than true wealth. Check your shit and remember who your real allies and enemies are guys.
A 6 figure income is a lot right?
That’s say: 223,000 dollars a year
Which is 112 dollars an hour.
Most people would consider that upper middle class. That’s enough money to have a nice house, go on fun vacations. That’s slight more than the average doctor makes.
223,000 dollars is what Jeff Bezo makes in a minute
There was a wonderful study done about 15 years ago I think, that shows that people cannot accurately identify their income bracket. Most people who own a home think they are upper middle class when in fact they are closer to the poverty line. Even people living well below poverty often identify as middle class. The wealth gap is even worse now. I wonder if anyone actually knows their financial standing.
Poor homeowner checking in here. Yup. If you have to worry about money at all, ever, for any reason, you are not rich. (Our current worry: partner is losing his company car in a few months. We will have to either drive our massive gas guzzler that's mostly for camping and hauling things everywhere or buy a new car suddenly and either will make finances tight. Yes owning a home and having a company car are both privileges, but they're fragile ones you can lose far too easily. If you worry about that kind of thing, you are probably lower middle class or outright poor.)
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