

when you see the rats running from the end of the ship that’s settling a little lower in the water… that water ain’t outside the hull anymore.
Poly-Panro-Ace It/They friendly neighborhood wholesome degenerate abomination from beyond the stars (mostly harmless™). Atomic energy enthusiast. Architecture enjoyer. Mecha appreciator. Sci-Fi reader. Winged caniform bipedal warforged magitech cyber-lich in its dreams.


when you see the rats running from the end of the ship that’s settling a little lower in the water… that water ain’t outside the hull anymore.


See, now that they’ve strongarmed everyone into using their new shitty OS and no longer using the old kind of okay one, they can change it however they want and all their users are stuck with it!
(Excuse me while i cackle madly in linux)


Wasn’t banishing anonymous communication literally what the bad guys in Mirror’s Edge did? And facilitating that anonymous communication was literally the entire livelihood of the protagonist’s faction?
Sometimes i feed my story ideas into a generative pertained transformer and treat the result as a cautionary example of what NOT to do. Frequently it gets my intentions completely wrong, too, so it exposes blind spots that need more attention. Although i haven’t done this in maybe half a year…
Advancement by attrition
Never. Ever. EVER. INSTALLING. ELEVEN.