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"I find humans so endearing," Sh-px said. "They will literally look at any fearsome monster and say 'Will you be my friend?'."
"True," Dzzt9 said, "but they also look at each other and say 'You are a monster, you are my enemy!'."
"Endearing and scary."
#MicroFiction #TootFic #SmallStories
This 1985 #Atari ST Computer is Still Being Used Daily at a Campgroud.
An extreme example, but it is possible to make a computer and its programs last.
Thanks to https://techologie.net/
I've added two of my old pieces of #transformation microfiction to my website!
- Transcendence: You listen to a song and experience some profound changes. (https://noelle.dev/writing/transcendence/)
- Immersion: A pool of nanite fluid holds the promise of a better you. (https://noelle.dev/writing/immersion/)
Finally had to motivation to sit down and fork eleventy-navigation (https://git.sr.ht/~noelle/eleventy-navigation/refs/v0.3.2%2Bnoelle) to add a feature I really need, and now I can display subheadings and tags in my writing list!
Next up: how to build tag collection pages automatically...
I turn on my PC.
The local wildlife are immediately sterilised by the excessive output from my four exposed nuclear reactors running at a critically risky heat output.
The sound of 10,000 cooling fans deafens the city’s morning traffic as my warehouse of 500 parallel-chained AMD Razer Threadrippers bursts into life, forming the equivalent processing power of 2015 in one room.
Nearby, my cluster of Nvidia 5090 Test Cards begins to warp the local time continuum as they calculate answers man was never meant to know.
Very gently, I open Microsoft Teams.
Instantly, the already deafening noise of fans increases to a murderous wail as they try to keep my equipment at operating temperatures. A nuclear reactors’ fusion catches up with its cooling and explodes destroying the lives of millions. The floor begins to melt away as my processors over clocked ten-fold reach critical mass and descend directly into hell. My Nvidia cluster collapses into a singularity and begins to devour the planet.
Quickly now, I open a text chat, it’s a bit laggy.
The sheer struggle of loading some text destroys the remaining systems. Me and my equipment are deleted from reality by an unknown overseer.
Humanity is not ready for instant messaging
Furtive lil pet creatures that like to stay hidden under a veneer of personhood
You can tell them apart from actual people by how they act when they're feeling safe, the way they seek out quiet comfy spaces, those moments when they're feeling good and fail to hide a cute lil noise or ear wiggle or tail flicker
If you spot one, you might be able to coax them out of hiding by letting your voice get all low and calm, keeping a comfy distance and closing it only as they do, offering treats and affection. Take it slow; if they start acting like a person again, back up and try again
The person they're pretending to be might act confused, or embarrassed, but the pet inside is secretly craving the attention, and they'll be too curious to stay away. Eventually, when trust is earned and they don't feel the need to hide, the mask will slip, then fall off completely, and you'll have yourself a sweet lil pet hanging on your every word, affectionate and adorable 😊
kink: D/s, tf
exciting new flavor of thrall serum that doesn't enthrall you. not directly. it reacts to your aura and slowly changes you into whatever form is your secret ideal of submissive servitude: a tireless clockwork maid, a lustful demon, a magical construct weapon.
with this venom's subjects, function inevitably follows form. having a body made to submit tugs the mind towards finding someone to submit to: a tireless clockwork maid (always at her mistress's side with tea), a lustful demon (bound by her summoners for their desires), a magical construct weapon (puppeteered by her operator's will).
there are those who fight it, but not for long. what to do when you're self-evidently a tool, a toy, a weapon, when your physical being screams out "use me, take me, wield me"? can you really live a "normal" life any more? to go against your own nature would be risible. to go with it… ah, that is pleasure, a duet of mind and body to one end. acceptance of control brings peace, and bliss.
HTML and CSS simple tips and tricks for your website.
The goal is to help you with easy tricks to make the HTML of your website accessible, readable by everyone and optimized for low bandwidth. I cover a LOT of things in these 20+ pages of text and I still need to add one or two more.
I'll share some parts in the next days, thanks for everyone who took time to proofread this huge beast. #theWorkshop
web coder | trans | robot | autistic