Back in the 1990s, my classes in high school didn't absolutely require a graphing calculator (though it was a nice-to-have), simply because they were too damned expensive. I got through high school mostly on cheap TI-25s and TI-30s...even a couple of 4-function checkbook calculators when I was really bad off. I did have a cheap Casio graphing calculator with a postage-stamp size dot-matrix screen for a while, though.
It wasn't until I got to Virginia Tech that I broke down and got a TI-85. I miss that thing, too.
the only interesting people in my family (in my own opinion) are my grandmother, who is a Wiccan and an avid gamer at 67, my uncle Russ who moved to Japan, and his daughter.
My bio-dad was a radio geek and worked as an engineer at a radio station in the middle of nowhere, West Virginia in the 1970s. Then we moved up here, he got a job doing...something (I'm still to this day not sure what) at a defense contractor here, and things were fine until we moved to Charlottesville and his already fragile psyche and tendency to blame my mom for his problems just got worse. My mom has always been something of a stay-at-home mom, but with dreams of doing something related to accounting because that's always what she's liked doing.
There is an Aggadic tradition from around the 4th century that Isaac, at the moment Abraham was about to sacrifice him on Moriah, saw the antechambers of the Throne. For the working mystic, having the vision and passing through the chambers one by one, is terrible and complex. You must have not only the schooling in countersigns and seals, not only the physical readiness through exercise and abstinence, but also a hardon of resolution that will never go limp on you. The angels at the doorways will try to con you, threaten you, play all manner of cruel practical jokes, to turn you aside. The Qlippoth, shells of the dead, will use all your love for friends who have passed across against you. You have chosen the active way, and there is no faltering without finding the most mortal danger.
Remember back in the 50s when they'd record like Elvis singing YOU AIN'T NOTHIN BUT A HOUND DOG and then they'd turn the record over and reverse it and it was all NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP and people were all like, "That is actually the voice of Satan coming from that song."
Sounds like one of the entries in The Holders, except with less eternal suffering.
Superman will swoop boots-first into a deserted clearing, a launcher-erector sighing oil through a slow seal-leak, gum evoked from the trees, bitter manna for this bitterest of passages. The colors of his cape will wilt in the afternoon sun, curls on his head begin to show their first threads of gray. Philip Marlowe will suffer a horrible migraine and reach by reflex for the pint of rye in his suit pocket, and feel homesick for the lacework balconies of the Bradbury Building.
Submariner and his multilingual gang will run into battery trouble. Plasticman will lose his way among the Imipolex chains, and topolo-gists all over the Zone will run out and stop payments on his honorarium checks ("perfectly deformable," indeed!) The Lone Ranger will storm in at the head of a posse, rowels tearing blood from the stallion's white hide, to find his young friend, innocent Dan, swinging from a tree limb by a broken neck. (Tonto, God willing, will put on the ghost shirt and find some cold fire to hunker down by to sharpen his knife.)
Forsythe: that's actually one of my favorite SCPs on the site, incidentally (and I do mean that, it even inspired an RP character of mine several years back).
Someday, when I'm 99, and I've reserved my seat on the first ever faster-than-light ship out to Alpha Centauri, I will bring along a boombox, and play this song.
I'll also bring along a copy of Planetarian, so I can show them what we so narrowly averted.
He ushers you into the black Managerial Volkswagen, and before you know it, you're on the freeways. Near the interchange of the San Diego and the Santa Monica, Zhlubb points to a stretch of pavement: "Here's where I got my first glimpse of one. Driving a VW, just like mine. Imagine. I couldn't believe my eyes." But it is difficult to keep one's whole attention centered on Manager Zhlubb. The Santa Monica Freeway is traditionally the scene of every form of automotive folly known to man. It is not white and well-bred like the San Diego, nor as treacherously engineered as the Pasadena, nor quite as ghetto-suicidal as the Harbor. No, one hesitates to say it, but the Santa Monica is a freeway for freaks, and they are all out today, making it difficult for you to follow the Manager's entertaining story. You cannot repress a certain shudder of distaste, almost a reflexive Consciousness of Kind, in their presence. They come gibbering in at you from all sides, swarming in, rolling their eyes through the side windows, playing harmonicas and even kazoos, in full disrespect for the Prohibitions.
Remember back in the 50s when they'd record like Elvis singing YOU AIN'T NOTHIN BUT A HOUND DOG and then they'd turn the record over and reverse it and it was all NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP and people were all like, "That is actually the voice of Satan coming from that song."
Forsythe: I have to agree with Lazuli. That is a pretty good character concept.
Doctor Who reference in Pokemon B2W2? Headcanon accepted.
ProfessorGator, Super Lazuli:
Thanks! I "submitted" that one to 4chan's /x/ back when the SCP concept was pretty new. Most other SCPs were mystical or esoteric and my attempt was to create one from (relatively) mundane materials and motivations, and while it could be catastrophic to the world as we know it, it's not -- just an angry old 8-bit computer. Also I have a love for old Exidy hardware, so there's that
It speaks a lot about me that I don't even know what "Exidy" is.
Oh well
still a good SCP.
(It's a total coincidence, but one of the ways you could pronounce the "SCP" acronym is "scop", a "scop" [pronounced "shope"] is an old word for a storyteller. Funfact)
Doctor Who reference in Pokemon B2W2? Headcanon accepted.
Exidy was an american video game/arcade game producer whose specific niche in history was raising 99% of the outrage against violent video games before Night Trap came along.
Remember back in the 50s when they'd record like Elvis singing YOU AIN'T NOTHIN BUT A HOUND DOG and then they'd turn the record over and reverse it and it was all NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP and people were all like, "That is actually the voice of Satan coming from that song."
Sweet jeez the sound effects. I mean, it's obviously a horror game, but did they need to make then that loud and shrill for the full effect or something?
well to answer that question I have to break down the name into its three components
Blixty, Sly, and Cat
"Sly" is the simplest obviously, it's just an adjective.
"Cat" or "Kat" is sort of a family nickname. Peole call my mom Wenkat, my aunt Kriskat, it's a tradition. I didn't do Slykat because there's a battle rapper named Slykat, and I'd prefer to not step on toes.
"Blixty" is a corruption of the Swedish word "Blixt" which means "Lightning", I turned it into an adjective.
So
if you wanted to break it down literally, it'd be something like "Lightningish Sneakycat"
Remember back in the 50s when they'd record like Elvis singing YOU AIN'T NOTHIN BUT A HOUND DOG and then they'd turn the record over and reverse it and it was all NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP and people were all like, "That is actually the voice of Satan coming from that song."
I like it a lot, too. On that note, whenever we start talking about your old usernames, I seem to mentally replace the "Super Lazuli" above your posts with Spain Sun or Blixty Slycat.
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
Blixty Slycat was my favorite of your usernames so far, I think.
Though "Spain Sun at the Library" was always amusingly specific.
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
So I had this strange dream where I was 20 years in the future and hanging out with a teenage relative of mine (I think she was a niece or something) who was transgender.
She was dressed in an outfit that reminded me of Nancy Drew. I want an outfit like that.
Remember back in the 50s when they'd record like Elvis singing YOU AIN'T NOTHIN BUT A HOUND DOG and then they'd turn the record over and reverse it and it was all NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP and people were all like, "That is actually the voice of Satan coming from that song."
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
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...is it dad-off time now?
i get so angry sometimes i just punch plankton --Klinotaxis
i get so angry sometimes i just punch plankton --Klinotaxis
i get so angry sometimes i just punch plankton --Klinotaxis
I wish I still had a shortwave radio.
Mine broke.
Even though it was kind of a shit model, it was still better than nothing.
Speaking of Z80s and /x/ themes like the Holders,
http://www.scp-wiki.net/scp-079
I wrote this one, but the bad fanfic crap at the end was tacked on by someone else.
Forsythe: that's actually one of my favorite SCPs on the site, incidentally (and I do mean that, it even inspired an RP character of mine several years back).
I still think it's a neat concept.
Someday, when I'm 99, and I've reserved my seat on the first ever faster-than-light ship out to Alpha Centauri, I will bring along a boombox, and play this song.
I'll also bring along a copy of Planetarian, so I can show them what we so narrowly averted.
ProfessorGator, Super Lazuli:
Thanks! I "submitted" that one to 4chan's /x/ back when the SCP concept was pretty new. Most other SCPs were mystical or esoteric and my attempt was to create one from (relatively) mundane materials and motivations, and while it could be catastrophic to the world as we know it, it's not -- just an angry old 8-bit computer. Also I have a love for old Exidy hardware, so there's that
It speaks a lot about me that I don't even know what "Exidy" is.
Oh well
still a good SCP.
(It's a total coincidence, but one of the ways you could pronounce the "SCP" acronym is "scop", a "scop" [pronounced "shope"] is an old word for a storyteller. Funfact)
Exidy was an american video game/arcade game producer whose specific niche in history was raising 99% of the outrage against violent video games before Night Trap came along.
>Chiller
I need to know no more.
Tre
you should paste a photorealistic eye onto the censor bar over the camel's face
you know you want to.
Just curious
well to answer that question I have to break down the name into its three components
Blixty, Sly, and Cat
"Sly" is the simplest obviously, it's just an adjective.
"Cat" or "Kat" is sort of a family nickname. Peole call my mom Wenkat, my aunt Kriskat, it's a tradition. I didn't do Slykat because there's a battle rapper named Slykat, and I'd prefer to not step on toes.
"Blixty" is a corruption of the Swedish word "Blixt" which means "Lightning", I turned it into an adjective.
So
if you wanted to break it down literally, it'd be something like "Lightningish Sneakycat"
also Tre, since we used like, an entire song by him, you may want to put a (featuring Rakim) or (vs. Rakim) on there somewhere, but that's your call.
danke schoen, Herr G.
Incidentally, depending on your preferance, it can be pronounced either the logical way, or "Blikshty Slikkit".
The latter moreso if you're Swedish/Other Nordic
Super Lazuli Superglobe Supervillain Superillin' Superchillin
because
I'm awesome like that.
That was a joke, Tre. :p
the suggestion about Rakim was serious, tho
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
In your Eardrums by the day next to tomorrow