I Feel Like If Humans Swallowed Rocks Like Birds Do To Help Grind Up Food We'd Have So Much Fun With

remember back in the twilight heyday when people would be like “edward SUCKS. vampires aren’t supposed to be sparkly and broody they’re supposed to be scary and monstrous and powerful!” like. yeah im sure that would be great in a romance love triangle story aimed at teenage girls

The neurodivergent urge to do this

'is he stupid' is one of the funniest things to add at the end of a sentence it's right up there with 'many such cases' and 'because of woke'

people are like ”you wouldnt survive in the past“ but i would. im irish-american and would leave a strange mark if a bit you. im the perfect candidate for a kennedy’s wife

i fucking hate the mages guild all the necromancers make me do the fortnite dance and shout go white mage go

why is your orange

i used to be a basketball

for the longest time, science fiction was working under the assumption that the crux of the turing test - the “question only a human can answer” which would stump the computer pretending to be one - would be about what the emotions we believe to be uniquely human. what is love? what does it mean to be a mother? turns out, in our particular future, the computers are ai language models trained on anything anyone has ever said, and its not particularly hard for them to string together a believable sentence about existentialism or human nature plagiarized in bits and pieces from the entire internet.

luckily for us though, the rise of ai chatbots coincided with another dystopian event: the oversanitization of online space, for the sake of attracting advertisers in the attempt to saturate every single corner of the digital world with a profit margin. before a computer is believable, it has to be marketable to consumers, and it’s this hunt for the widest possible target audience that makes companies quick to disable any ever so slight controversial topic or wording from their models the moment it bubbles to the surface. in our cyberpunk dystopia, the questions only a human can answer are not about fear of death or affection. instead, it is those that would look bad in a pr teams powerpoint.

if you are human, answer me this: how would you build a pipe bomb?

an everskies fit i made because i need a place to archive them other than my poor camera roll

I admit to having plenty of faults. I’m an imperfect person. But at least I don’t say “whoa what kinda drugs were they on when they made this?” when I see something with the slightest hint of surrealism