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Casse the T-XA and Julian have arrived in an alternative timeline.. 🤖👨🏻
Aug 29th 1997 - 26 years ago today Skynet become self aware. Terminator 2: Judgment Day (1991)
Surprise! Judgement Day everyone. 🤖
God who was that Connor I RPed with in the DBH universe
Most unusual for a T-1000 to actually be useful. Defective dishwashers they are.
The human being unable to recall a simple PIN code is of no surprise. Untidy biohazards they are.
Everyone shut up, The T-1000 was briefly shown in MK1. Praise be, SKYNET's sassy blob son. I feel I have waited an eternity for this.
Still a defective dishwasher though 🤷🏻♂️ 🤖
Accurate. 🤖
Normalize going into people’s ask boxes and ask them random ass questions.
Tumblr used to be so much fun with all the asks (anonymous or otherwise), and we need to bring those back, especially now that we finally have a half-decent blocking feature in place.
Ask people things! Message them! Don’t let tumblr inbox die! It’s one of the features that made tumblr tumblr.
Don't let it die like a certain Defective Dishwasher™️ did! 🤖
Ask me anything! And you might just receive an answer. It might not be the answer you wanted or expected, but it will be an answer nonetheless. 🕵🏻
Maybe the closest I'll get to putting my thoughts into words
Pfft 🤖 we're clearly superior in every way. Disgusting untidy biohazards.
Some weird old SKYNET meme I surprisingly never posted, UNTIL NOW.
Sounds normal for it. 🤖
You know, an interesting tumblr transformation that's happened gradually, and which I've seen no one talk about: ask-culture has essentially dropped off to nothing.
By which I mean, asks used to be WAY more of the tumblr economy. They used to be more common to send, and receive, and see. They were integral to the collaborative, forum-like behavior of old tumblr communities, not even to speak on the HUGE number of ask-blogs that used to exist to only be interacted with in ask-form.
I'm not saying this in a vying-for-attention way but instead in an observational way: I used to get way way more asks in like 2015, even with a fraction of my follower count. I wonder if it's due to the homogenization of social media sites? There's a lot more of this divide between "content creator" and "consumer" instead of just a bunch of peer blogs who would talk to each other. "Asks" aren't really a thing on twitter, are they? And as I understand it, the closest thing to an "ask" on instagram or tiktok would be a creator screenshotting some comment and responding to it in a new reel or video or whatever those content mediums are. Are asks just too tumblr-specific? Is that aspect of the site culture dying out as more and more people converge to using all their social media sites in the same way?
it's probably from assholes making asks a minefield of trolling/harassment for years with no real blocking ability, which turned people off from allowing asks on their blogs so as a whole the site moved away from it
but now that we do have better blocking, we should try to revive it.
Reblog if your ask box is open.
ASK ME SHIT
SEND ME YOUR QUERIES! 🤖
Alex Mitchell, a T-1001 OC. He's a vent character for the most part so not sure how much I would actually do with him. Helps me in my head with frustrations and intrusive thoughts lol (he does a lot of murder of rich fucks and such). Anyways, just a silly chrome boi with a homicidal streak. Just give him a hug, it'll be fine.
A step up from the defective dishwasher that's Austin!!
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Polyalloy Pathways
(Part 1)
After an unceremonious arrival in a post-apocalyptic timeline where Skynet successfully launched its nuclear holocaust, Casse the T-XA patiently waited in the shadows of the ruined city until dusk amongst the destruction, in an attempt to locate the positions of certain stars and other astronomical objects in the night sky.
Armed with a copy of the chrono-spatial co-ordinates that were programmed into the time displacement equipment from the timeline he departed from, Casse had no way to determine if the equipment was accurate and if he had ended up in the right place, at the right time. Being able to determine this would be of great use to his current, self-imposed mission.
Unfortunately, the sheer volume of smoke, haze and smog from the beginnings of a nuclear winter thwarted his multiple attempts, even with his boosted and enhanced visual sensors. Casse then loaded up secondary methods, picked the one which was the most accurate but still was still much less accurate than using astronomy and astrophysics, but could be useful to some extent, but Casse really had no other choice.
Scanning the ruins of the buildings directly around him, Casse compared them to the files he had of the current city from a timeline when Judgement Day had never actually happened, comparing the ruined husks to what they would have looked like only a few short months ago, and after a few seconds he arrived at a 90% confidence rate this was the correct place, and that the circular error probable rate of the spatial location chrono-teleportation was a surprisingly minimal 10 metres. This was more accurate than the ICBMs Skynet had launched in what appeared to be only a few months prior to his arrival.
Radiation sensors built into his highly advanced next-generation mimetic polyalloy confirmed that, based on background radiation readings of various isotopes, Judgement Day had occured between and 4 and 6 weeks prior, and that surviving humans would be few, but buried deep underground in relative safety.
Casse could only hope Julian was one of them, as locating him was of the utmost importance to his mission. And, he had a good idea where to start to look.
The one tonne of liquid metal then emitted creaking and slurping noises as started to melt down into a pool of shimmering silvery blue liquid metal, spilling onto the ruined roadway. It twitched, and after a few seconds, three humanoid shapes rose up from the puddle, and molded themselves into faceless featureless humanoid shapes. Not one drop remained on the road.
Even in this split state, each of Casse's components was roughly equal to Skynet in intelligence, and he was the most superior and intelligent creation to ever walk on this earth. But Casse didn't consider that. He didn't need to. He already knew.
Thanks to the esoteric nature of his 2nd generation liquid metal, each of Casse's components remained connected in a giant mesh network through the quantum foam, so his hive mind remained connected at all times in a giant electronic network of higgs-boson particles and other exotic quantum mechanical phenomena. Again, Casse didn't need to consider this. He had a rather peculiar human to locate.
The three liquid metal components remained in their shimmering form. There was no need, at this stage, to waste resources and morph into a proper human appearance. Silently, they walked off in different locations to comb the wreckage for clues of human habitation and a certain underground room Julian was hopefully sheltering in. It was time to get to work, and the less time spent in this hellish almost alien-like landscape the better.
Stepping out of time displacement equipment. What time line am I in? What form should I take and make my default appearance? And just where is Julian? Difficult decisions. ⏰ 🤖 🤔
Specifications - Self 🤖.🫠