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@netravengaming
tumblr friendships are hard to maintain like im sorry i know i havent talked to you in 5 months but youâre still super rad and i still consider us friends im just dumb
#if youâre wondering if this is for you #itâs probably for you
If I have ever messaged you or messaged me and never heard from me again, I still consider us friends. I just suck
To everybody Iâve done this to Iâm VERY sorry
Me sending vibes to my tumblr friends instead of talking to them:
BILL WATTERSON âA cartoonistâs adviceâ
i literally dont care what your excuse for using AI is. if you didnt put your own effort into making it im not putting my own effort into interacting with it.
"buhbub uhbubuh its just a tool!!" yeah youd know about being a tool wouldnt you
maybe ask chatgpt to generate someone who gives a fuck
Got bitten by a radioactive dinner and now I've got supper powers
Me logging into Tumblr after a year of neglecting it...
Before January 2025:
If you are a USAmerican in a relationship that might be affected by legislation that dissolves same-sex marriages, who may no longer be recognized as next-of-kin, especially if you have children, get your rights in writing!
Your marriage certificate may not be enough to prove you have rights to make medical decisions for non-biological children or for a same-sex spouse or partner.
Go to a lawyer, get it spelled out as clearly as possible that you have a voice in emergency medical and legal situations.
For those of us who arenât lawyers or well-versed in law generally, can someone clarify what kind of document, by name, people should be drafting with their lawyers? Is it a type of letter, or is there a name for this classification of document? Iâm aware that it probably varies by US state, but a lot of people are likely feeling extremely lost right now and donât know where to start on this. I definitely donât. I live in a state that isnât likely to nullify existing marriages or prevent new ones from taking place, but who knows what theyâre going to try at the national level and enforce from the top down.
Power of Attorney should cover most partners and spouses to ensure that they will be making each other's health care decisions in cases of serious illness. LGBTQ+ spouses and domestic partners must execute proper Health Care Power of Attorney documents listing each other as the highest priority agents for making each other's health care decisions in case of incapacity.
Here's a resource from GLAD.
The author's blatant fetish. The one you picked this book up for. Because you also have that fetish.
the author's proudly displayed & advertised fetish
The author's award winning fetish
The New York Times Best Selling Fetish
This collab was not on my 2023 bingo card
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There is power in whimsy.
Whimsy is enthusiasm that refuses to defend itself with practicality.
It is finding meaning in pure enjoyment.
It is the practice of honoring delight for delight's sake.
When being awake feels gray and stale, try inviting more whimsy into your life.
I genuinely think @staff should give us an official Bot Kill Count where it ticks up every time a bot you reported is officially taken off by the tumblr team and when you hit a certain number you get gruesome little trophies. Gamification can be of the devil but in this particular case I need a little treat for doing my daily chore of taking out the trash
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Your phone battery percentage determines what year of the 1900s you'll live in.
How screwed are you?
on the topic of humans being the intergalactic âhold my beerâ species: imagine an alien stepping onto a human starship and seeing a space roomba⢠with a knife duct taped onto it, just wandering around the ship
it doesnât have any special intelligence. itâs just a normal space roomba. there are other space roombas on the ship and they donât have knives. itâs just this one. knife space roomba has full clearance to every room in the ship. occasionally crew members will be talking and then suddenly swear and clutch their ankle. knife space roomba putters off, leaving them to their mild stab wounds.
âwhat is the point?â asks the alien as another crew member casually steps over the knife-wielding robot. âis it to test your speed and agility?â
âno it doesnât really go that fast,â replies the captain.
âdoes it teach you to stay ever-vigilant?â
âI mean I guess so but thatâs more of a side effect.â
âdoes it weed out the weak? does it protect you from invaders? do repeated stabbings let your species heal more quickly in the future?â
âit doesnât stab very hard, it gets us more than it gets our enemies, and no, but that sounds cool â someone write that down.â
âbut then what is its purpose?â
âI donât know,â the captain says, leaning down to give the space roomba an affectionate pat. âit just seemed coolâ
this is the dumbest idea Iâve ever heard but I thought about it for five seconds and realized that if I were, say, a random communications officer onboard this ship and someone taped a knife to a roomba it would take maybe three weeks before even I was inordinately fond of Stabby. I would be proud of Stabby when I met up with my other spacefleet friends for space coffee, I would tell them about the time Stabby got the second mate in the ankle five seconds before the fleet admiral beamed on board and she swore in seven different languages in front of high command.Â
also by the fourth day Stabby would be in the shipâs log, heâd have little painted-on insignia, people would salute him as he went by, and someone would hook up a twitter account to tweet maniacal laughter and/or a truly terrible knock-knock joke every time he managed to nick someone.
Omg so the ting I typed up might actually happen this is gold
I am suddenly astonished that Stabby isnât Farscape canon. 1812 was weird enough.
Stabbyâs little charging dock would start accruing cuddly toys and commemorative holo-vids of Stabbyâs greatest stabs. Its insignia would start off at a fairly low rank, but soon, without anyone every discussing it, everyone would know that Stabby got to take the rank of the highest ranking crew member it stabbed. The ceremony for Flag Admiral Stabby was beautiful. The captain gave a speech.Â
why am i proud of stabby this is irrational
INCIDENT LOG: 46-7-2 Action #45437: Desc: Covert enemy boarding attempt
Details: Six (6) members of a Mercenary/Pirate crew of little renown attempted to infiltrate ship in order to steal equipment and/or personnel.
Prior to being detained they had remained undetected for eight (8) hours and accumulated several high value materials (see attached log), and incapacitated and restrained several crewmen (see attached log) in dock #3, with the intention of using a life boat to exfiltrate.
Just prior to their would-be escape, the boarding party encountered the shipâs mascot. A cleaning unit which had been modified by crew members to mount a traditional Terran melee weapon, as well as an officerâs insignia (having been jokingly given a commission by the Captain the night before). Curious, one picked it up, before realising the mounted weapon had a nickel finish (highly toxic to their species) on the handle, and dropped it in a panic.
As the unitâs anti-impact sensors had been disabled, it immediately tried to right itself on landing. This caused it to flip over and slash the third knee of the boarder who dropped it, prompting the rest of the boarders to flee. In doing so, they tripped over a waste container, causing the unit to âchaseâ them, as it collected the trail of dust they left.
The security crew were alerted to the boarding partyâs presence by an entry on âSargent Stabbyâs Hit Listâ - an account on an intership microblogging site which automatically logs any injuries caused by the cleaning unit in question - and quickly intercepted them.
Casualties: Four (4) crewmen treated for minor lacerations sustained after detaining boarding party, one (1) captured crewman treated for negative reaction to sedatives used by captors.
Belligerent status: Two (2) members of the enemy boarding party remain in stable condition in sickbay. Three (3) remaining surrendered peacefully and remain in the brig. One (1) refuses to leave the safety of a storage cupboard he went to ground in.
Recommendations/Actions:
All captured guards to undergo debriefing and possible disciplinary action for breaches of security protocol.
Remind all crew members to report missing colleagues immediately.
Retain a guard outside cleaning storage room 87 until the final boarder can be coaxed out and properly detained.
Cleaning unit D4.87 AKA âSargent Stabbyâ has been promoted to Quartermaster, and is now considered the superior officer of all autonomous drones on the ship. All Class #1 drones have been programmed to salute their superior with their effector, should it enter the room while theyâre active.
Stabby needs to star in her own Star Trek series. The pilot episode could be entitled âEncounter at Knifepoint.â
even better, rewrite that one show, red dwarf i think it was, to be an alien main character, a pet human, and a roomba with a knife
The grizzled Captain of the trading ship grimaced at the situation. Most of his crew was captured, and the pirates outnumbered them anyway. The few free remaining ones would not be able to mount an effective defense.
Worse, the Captain recognized the pirates; opportunistic thieves and scavengers who wouldnât be adverse to slaving. The young men and women attracted to a spacefaring life of intermittent gravity would fetch high prices in terrible places. There was only one chance.
Though his hands were bound behind him, he stepped forward and announced, âI demand ritual combat of honor between our bravest fighters. If we lose, we freely give you our most valuable cargo, and you leave my crew alone. If we win,â and here he smiled charmingly, âwe get your most valuable cargo, and you leave us in peace.â
As offers go, this wasnât as bad as it seemed for the pirates. The trading ship cargo doors would resist hacking and brute force, and the pirates would be at risk of the trading crew turning the situation around or a lucky police patrol happening across the two ships.
The Captain wasnât sure which pirate was the leader, but one stepped forward almost immediately, and nodded, arms crossed and waiting. He didnât like the look of this pirate, the guy was huge, scarred and muscled, and he smirked in a knowing way as he returned the Captainâs gaze.
Still, he had a job to do, and any chance to protect his crew was worth a beating. There was honor among pirates, theyâd keep their word. The cargo wasnât even a concern at this point. The Captain was just about to take one step forward into a world of hurt when he heard a familiar sound coming from far down the corridor. The smile on his face widened, and he took one solid step backward.
Puzzlement and confusion spread among the pirates, they looked around the room to see who the new challenger would be, until they too noticed the sounds growing ever louder, a sort of whirring hum and the occasional metallic rattle.
The crew gathered near the corridor hurried to part ways as Admiral Stabby, a space Roomba with a knife taped to the top of it, trundled into the room. It rolled right into the center of the floor like the champion that it was, and with a satisfied hum and a clunk, it switched modes and began to sweep the floors in a widening spiral pattern. The pirates stared.
This was it. The Captain swallowed nervously, glad that his beard hid this from the pirates. Either the pirates had no sense of humor, in which case everyone was dead or slaves, or the traders might just make it out of this. The tableau lasted longer than anyone was comfortable for, the only sound a quiet whirring as Stabby polished the hangar bay floor to a shine. Finally, the big pirate nodded at one of his crew, his gaze never leaving the Captain.
The Captain held his ground and his gaze, even as Stabbyâs widening spiral brought his ankles into the danger zone. Soft footsteps echoed as the pirate crewmember returned, reverently carrying a velvet, tasseled pillow, upon which was - another space Roomba, with a scimitar taped to it. As if sensing its nemesis, Stabby stopped just short of hamstringing its Captain, and turned to face its foe.
As knife Roomba battles go, it was fast, only a couple of hours. It started in silence, each group watching as the devices circled each other unknowingly. Occasionally a crew member would have to move out of the way, which would cause a series of vicious chuckles from the other party. By the end of the first hour it was noisier, cheering and more pleasant laughing, helped by the flow of food and especially drink from both galleys. The Captain stood side by side with his counterpart, making minor wagers about which hapless crew member might get stabbed. Most of his crew were unbound except for Jekins, who found he liked it. The crowd was pressed in close, though everyone was taking care not to get too close.
The battle was gruesome, if you find a few grazed ankles gruesome, and was ended in a way that everyone agreed was elegant when Admiral Stabby disarmed the pirate Roomba in a slow sweep that brought it back into the center of the room again, its cleaning cycle ended.
The crews parted ways days later with a ritual exchange of valuable cargos, the pirates making off slightly better in terms of raw value while the traders gained something they could sell immediately at their next stop. The Captain considered it a great win on both crews part however as the conflict was resolved with nobody dead, nobody sold into slavery, and no ships destroyed. Both Captains had come to recognize in their counterpart something of themselves: a person who would do whatever they must, whatever it takes, to care for their crew. And moreso, the crews parted as friends, knowing there was one other ship of people they could count on in this crazy universe that understood how things really worked.
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Dog and sog
this site has absolutely broken my sense of humor
ten years from now iâm still going to be thinking about sog
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