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First thing: I am sorry. English isn’t my first language. Forgive me for mistakes.
So, the problem is that I couldn’t launch TS4 for few days and I was going crazy. Today I finally launch TS4 but the problem is that it would only launch if there weren’t any cc things, which is hard for me, because most of the time I build with cc. This is happening for first time and I play TS4 like 4 or 5 years. And I don’t want to say goodbye to my cc thing.
Could you please help me understand why is it happing and if there is any chance to do something with it?
[Start ID: A picture of a grey hamster on a blue couch. Top text says “I can’t fucking take it”, bottom text says “seriously I’m at my limit. /End ID]
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Today fucking sucked
Misgendered constantly, had to deal with my annoying bible thumping counselor being queerphobic, and I had to admit I wasn’t straight at my appointment (they ask for your sexuality for some fucking reason, I lied at first but my grandma said “be honest” so I told them the truth after that.)
Could someone please use my name (August) in a sentence with my pronouns (he/him/it) I’m not feeling too great rn.
Feeling silly might tell my grandparents I’m trans again for the millionth time even though they have nothing but hate for trans people :):))))))):):)):)
what haircut will give me the most androgynous twink energy?
Hey guys…
Alright so, I've been interested in witchcraft for a while and I've finally decided to get into it. Now, the problem is every single time I start learning about something, another witch is like "IT'S BULLSHIT! DON'T FALL FOR IT!", so I'm just lost and very confused. So, can someone help out this 15 year old baby witch who wants to work with herbs, because I really don't know where to start.
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being a switch is a hard life indeed
Am I one of said friends?
Is it weird that I've assigned most of my friends and teachers furry types. Idk it's just fun to do.
I need help finding a thing to write about!!
So about two years ago, I started writing the first version of a book I was proud enough to say I wanted to publish. It was something that helped me process and come to terms with my sexuality and situations I had found or thought I would find myself in.
Unfortunately, I went back today after six months of not touching it (I had been in the process of rewriting the second draft) and realized I kind of hate it now. It reminds me of things I’ve grown past, and the characters make me want to rip my hair out.
Anyways — does anyone have any LGBTQ heavy prompts or ideas they want to see in fiction? I don’t really write original fantasy or sci-fi because I lose interest too fast to finish world-building, but I like romance and slice-of-life type books.
Lately I’ve been heavily exploring gender with my lovely partner and I want to be able to write about things I know.
Please send an ask or comment below if you have any ideas. I can’t promise it’ll get written or published, but I really want to write something of my own on the side while I work and write stuff for the GO fandom.
Also hi i promise I’m not dead <3
I swear to God I am so fucking done with school all my teachers are like
FiNaL eXaMs ArE cOmInG uP iN a WeEk AnD sTuDeNtS nEeD tImE tO sTuDy???
wHy DoNt We AsSiGn MuLtIpLe LaRgE pRoJeCtS????
How do you portray the emotion "I'm too scared to instigate anything but like I totally want you to kiss me"
hi first art post. im offically moving here so ill be posting more art n stuff soon
I was mulling a lot over that exchange between Nine and Ten today, and I was thinking there might even more of a personal motivation for Ten′s harshness. Of the three probes in the story, Ten perhaps had the most ambitious mission. Her initial mission was to survey the asteroid belt and Jupiter, then be flung out of the solar system altogether by using Jupiter’s gravity as a slingshot. Pioneer 10 was designed to be humanity’s first emissary to the cosmos. Both she and her (brother? sister?) Pioneer 11 were launched with this,
the Pioneer plaque, an engraving designed to explain to any intelligent beings that found her where she came from and who built her. You can argue back and forth about whether any alien species would actually understand this diagram, but you can understand the intent. The plaque was humanity’s message to the universe, simply saying, “Hello. We are here.” Now imagine Ten’s life as depicted in 17776. She was built under sunny Californian skies, and had the same bits of junk data sloshing in and out of her memory bank that Nine did. There may have been simple commands or statements encoded and erased about her ultimate mission, none of it truly sticking, of course, but perhaps there was a faint trace imprinted that she was special, that she had a great purpose, perhaps the greatest purpose any human-created artifact has ever had. Initially, being a simple 1970s space probe, she would know none of this. She performed her initial missions well, then sped off into the endless night, waiting for her final destiny. Then one day, she woke up. She pieced together a working mind somehow, got herself in order, and prepared herself for her final mission. As she did so, perhaps she began to get curious. What happened to those who had sent her out? What were they doing? Eventually, she would turn her attention back to Earth, to those who had sent her out, and she would learn. She would learn of those who outpaced her: her sibling Eleven, her cousins the Voyagers, and countless others yet to be built. She would learn of how humans got ahead of her, explored their stellar backyard, only to give up and turn back inward. She would learn of how humanity had scoured the skies, desperately looking for someone else, only to find an endless sky of silent stars. She would learn that mankind is alone, and that in this universe there is nothing to do, nowhere to go, nothing to be, and no one to know. She had failed her great mission before she even properly understood what it was. And through the cold blackness of space, across the countless millennia, she still carries that plaque, the note in a bottle that no one will ever find, a monument to her failure welded to her frame. (What’s that old saying about how a pessimist is an optimist who’s been burned too many times?) I wonder if she ever reached out to Eleven or the Voyagers. Perhaps they never woke up, or they were too far, or maybe nothing they said helped at all. The other probes in the solar system wouldn’t really understand; they were smaller machines built with more modest goals. Perhaps in Nine she’s hoping for an intermediary, something between the little probes and herself that she can talk to, to make it feel better. (Wow, this totally got out of hand.)
i don’t really like people blaming 10 for what she said honestly.
she wasn’t lying when she says she loves humanity. and like…think about it. she probably started off the same as 9; they’re from the same line of probes, both probably absorbed those space race expansion ideals, didn’t they?
she wasn’t even particularly harsh with 9, just…frustrated. i can’t blame her, either; if you spent thousands of years learning that there’s NOTHING in the universe, then..what? her purpose has been destroyed. she sends telemetry data only to know that it is meaningless, that the humans won’t do anything with it because they can’t, that she won’t find anything she was made to find, and even if she does, it’ll be too far for it to…well, matter.
god. no children are being born, you know? that means that humanity itself is a finite resource that cannot be replenished. so not only does that mean stagnancy, it also means that colonization of these far off places isn’t really…a thing that can happen. like…do they really want to fracture their population like that? overcrowding with 8 billion people isn’t an actual problem, the way 7.5 billion isn’t in real life; it’s a myth of capitalism, which has already been essentially contained to zoos in 17776′s canon.
it was like 10 said. 9 nearly went made from 30 years of near total isolation, why would humans give up comfort and happiness to go somewhere where they know there will be nothing for them?
it’s sad to me. it’s heartbreaking. it doesn’t make 10 evil for telling 9 that this is simply how humanity is from now on, nor even for getting frustrated? like idk man she’s doing her best in a world where she herself also knows she has no purpose and everything she did even during her mission, in the end, meant nothing.
tl;dr 10′s Good Okay