Don’t Touch Him 😡💚

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(My devious mind kinda likes to think Mario would have to be the one to get Luigi to stop if he ever gets to a snapping point.)

please be an april fools joke and not a real ui change please be an april fools joke and not a real ui change

PLEASE BE AN APRIL FOOLS JOKE AND NOT A REAL UI CHANGE

Ayyyyy! About time I made a goofy Mario video :)

Audio is from the finale episode of Vinesauce’s playthrough of Super Paper Mario. It’s like 4 hours long, but it’s worth it.

The guys are all decently animated, while Peach is just :|  :[]  :|  :[]  :|

see the THING IS I don't feel like I ever worked hard enough to have "earned" the burnout, which is. probably how we got here.

terraria characters as any kind of OC are really funny because they can be as serious or dramatic as you want but you KNOW at some point that character has canonically shot bees out of a gun

The most traumatised terraria OC imaginable, has went through hell and back. The guide has been his only companion, just to die and come back as someone they've never loved. You now have to fight a zombie using The Golden Shower

The thing about ADHD is that the "lack of reward chemicals in your brain" doesn't just mean that you don't want to do any tasks that don't feel particularly yummy :(, it means that your brain will look at chores and tasks that need to be done like "doing this would be painful and tedious for absolutely nothing to gain from it, Do Not Do That." The same thing that your brain tells you about everything else that would feel really bad and hurt the entire time that you're dying. The part of your brain that stops you from doing the thing is the same part that keeps you from shoving your arm into a wood chipper.

With unmedicated, unmanaged ADHD, "I have to do this assignment or I fail and my life will be ruined and I die" feels like a SAW trap, every single time.

People who roll their eyes at this stuff and wonder how anyone could possibly be hindered by something "just in their mind" have no idea what helpless slaves they already are to their brain. Their brain just happens to make the right juices in the right amounts that it motivates them to action more often, and as a result, they believe they're in more control of themselves.

Change of Careers

A movie-based oneshot, addressing a hypothetical origin for Wario and Waluigi.

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Kamek’s lair was chiseled directly into the black stone of a jagged spire jutting from the tallest stratovolcano in the Darklands. The elevated chamber, unreachable by anything incapable of flight, was dully lit by flaming torches and a neon liquid bubbling in an enormous cauldron at the room’s center—large enough to swim in, and continuously emitting a pungent, chemical stench that clung to the air.

The west-facing window offered little extra illumination; the ashen clouds of his homeland kept the sky in an unending, starless night. But the Magikoopa was unbothered by the dark, his bespectacled eyes fixed firmly on his work, his thoughts fully occupied, although his mind was only half on the cauldron—hissing and popping as he waved his wand to enhance the elixir’s potency and keep the concoction stable. The other half of his mind was on The Mario Brothers.

So the Lyoko Warriors would be like 30-ish now, can you imagine what they'd be thinking about everyone using generative AI

The frustration that would come from knowing that they have extremely legitimate reasons to not just loathe it, but actively view it with panic, yet they can't really say why.

At first they would contemplate if maybe this was some scheme, some plan, some underhanded way for XANA or a XANA-like entity to inflitrate their ranks and their world. And when it dawns on them, with indescribable dread, and despair, and horror, when actually, it wouldn't even need to. People are willingly feeding these mindless virtual abominations without any need to be convinced. Corporations are thoughtlessly connecting them and pouring in anything they can get their hands on, without any regard or care.

This isn't an one-off experiment gone beyond its limits and boundaries. This is a technology that has been licensed, distributed, sold, and marketed. There is no simple core to go for. It is distributed all over. And the people that do so might be doing it with no malice, which makes it even harder to fight, knowing that they would be viewed as the enemy.

That people are even tolerant of such an obvious and uncannily unsatisfying facsimile of the world, and people, and output, might not be just infuriating, but sickening. Looking at those images would give them a deep sense of discomfort. Like their spirit is being attacked, and the people around them seem unconcerned by it.

I think Aelita would feel a pit in her stomach that could not go away. For all the effort it took to be real and physical again, and yet some people want nothing but the flat, and soulless, and profoundly synthetic, and knowing that that's where it came from. It makes her question not just what she fought for, but the worth of her existence as a real human being again. It would be existentially crippling, against a threat that she cannot fight against, in any realm.

Remember Ghost Channel? That infamous episode where almost everyone got stuck in a fabricated version of the world and started getting creeped out by tiny things being off about it here and there because it was created by something whose knowledge of humanity was "only approximative"? Yeah, I think you're onto something.

...Jeremie's probably in computing somewhere and understands how all of this stuff works and is just pulling his hair out about consumers willingly giving all of their data to a horrible messed up plagarism machine and security/privacy breach. And why even call it AI? At this point he's insulted on XANA's behalf!

My Grandpa's deck has no pathetic cards, Boss Bind! But it does contain… THE UNSTOPPABLE JIMBO

Concept: cursed blade rehabilitation center. Destroying a sentient weapon is expensive and highly unethical, so adventurers bring them to the center where highly trained staff can care for them and eventually find them forever homes. It turns out most cursed weapons are products of trauma and are not strictly evil themselves. Some blades turn out to be fiercely protective companions. Others don't even want to be weapons at all, finding joy in simple work like blacksmithing or farming. Most blades just need to be loved.

A pack of bandits descend upon a seemingly undefended town. But the blacksmith's hammer, the farmer's scythe, the woodsman's axe, they have not forgotten what they once were, and they *will* defend the town that they have come to love.

This sweet girl has been with us for seven seasons. She was forged in the heart of a volcano and would be ideal for anyone with a preexisting fire affinity (she's a cuddler and is guaranteed to keep you warm in winter). She still loves burning, but it turns out you can only reduce the world to ash once. She would be perfectly suited for forest management that regularly requires controlled burns.

This weary old soul has grown tired of bloodshed and would much rather spend his days as an ominous decoration in a tavern or common room, a perfect fit for an adventurer looking to leave their dungeon crawling days behind. He likes peoplewatching with his single glowing eye, preferably from high, prominent locations with views of entrances and exits.

Dark king Grütmore’s edge of annihilation consumed 10,000 souls in the first era, and as it turns out, statistically a lot of those souls heard stories that never got written down. It works in a library now.

The throngler, however, is just irrevocably fucked up. We put it in a stone in a forest and hoped nobody ever finds it

the gender my parents know about and my much cooler gender my online friends know about

Sometimes when doing writing research you find a little factoid that isn’t right for tormenting YOUR blorbos, but it is PERFECT for tormenting a friend’s blorbos so you just drop the fact on their doorstep like a demented little present.

"I found something to hurt the little guys in your head <3" is SUCH a wonderful expression of friendship.

What are you even supposed to eat for dinner

And it’s like. Like it’s everyday girls.

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