I've been kicking around this board for quite a while, making minor contributions here and there but mostly just lurking in the fanfic area... I may have mentioned in the past that I ride bikes for fun. Well, it's Summer here in the American Northeast, and that means 2 things: it's generally warm enough to want to bike a lot, and (relatedly) various groups are doing events for fundraising. What this means for me, is that I'm biking 175 miles from Boston to Provincetown (at the tip of Cape Cod) at the end of June to raise money for Multiple Sclerosis. Why am I telling y'all this? because I'm hoping some of you would be willing to donate to my ride. If you would rather help cure cancer instead of MS, then I'm also biking 50 miles through the Bershires in September for the PMC and will happily take donations for that event as well!

Thank you in advance! No donation is too small. (also, no donation is too large!).

tl;dr: I'm biking a lot this summer. Donate to National MS Society. Donate to PMC (Dana Farber).

 --Z

Previous thread here. Reserving this name now.

(to the tune of Portabello Road from Bedknobs and Broomsticks)

Bloated orange toad, bloated orange toad
Cheat who has somehow never been told "no"
Any crap and every grift this jerk can unload
is spewed out in barrels by this bloated orange toad...


(to the tune of Karma Police by Radiohead)

Gazpacho Police, arrest this sham
She talks in lies, has the spine of sliced ham
It's a demented MAGA show...


I'd take them further, but I use music to calm down and thinking about it just makes me angry and/or depressed.

It's not rocket science, bitch, you're just ordering a sandwich!

(lyrics in the video description)

For the duration of the song, Doug can turn ingredients into ready-to-go sandwiches effectively instantly -- in game terms, one combat action for any number of the same kind of sandwich as long as ingredients are available, without regard for normally needed tools or prep, cooking, or cleanup time. He does experience all the steps of the process as if performing them normally, and onlookers can tell you everything he did as well, it just all sort of happens at once, and on recordings it's just a blur like the camera glitched.

It also gives him a modest all-around boost to physical fighting when unarmed or using improvised weapons, as long as the fight is happening inside (or within close proximity to an open-air stand or the like, defined as "would still be in the shot if it was a fight scene in a movie or comic book") of a restaurant or shop that sells ready-to-eat food.

If he's catering to beings with unusual physiologies or only has improvised materials on hand the exact definition of valid ingredients is quite mutable, but cannot intentionally include substances that would be harmful for the recipient; the song does however let him sidestep what would be tedious and difficult procedures to make things that would be marginal or dangerous in their raw form into something at least nominally edible and nourishing, and to whatever extent is possible tasty.

"Oh my god, that's moose turd pie! ... it's good, though..."

Venerable ICQ messaging service to end operations in June

Quote:A brief statement on the service's website states "ICQ will stop working from June 26" without any explanation, and suggests VK Messenger as an alternative.

(05-26-2024, 09:39 PM)Labster Wrote:

(05-26-2024, 06:55 PM)Norgarth Wrote:

But you'd be so much better at laundry and dishes if you had 7 fingers on each hand!

creeeEEEAAAK!

As you would expect, this song calls up a copy of Vincent Price, either as the actor himself or in the persona (complete with any movie-magic abilities) of one of his roles. Handy when Doug needs a partner for some kind of occult investigation (for not quite five minutes, anyway) but perhaps even more valuable as a versatile character actor to play distraction, or collaborate as a "bystander" to make a set piece work or provide an example for a crowd of civilians to copy in running for safety instead of doing something stupid and unpredictable when trouble breaks out.

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Deep Purple - Portable Door (Official Music Video)
Deep Purple Official

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This summer, a new chapter is set to be written in the Deep Purple story. The new album ‘=1’ is on its way, and ‘Portable Door’ is the very first song, out now!
The accompanying music video showcases Deep Purple against the backdrop of the new album artwork, capturing the band in their essence as they share a stage and perform together.

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It came to me one day in Jerksville
Man, I was right on the edge
That jacket’s too small for a man of your size
And those socks are too big for your head

My eyes glaze at whatever you say,
But I’m listening, do tell me more,
It goes under the bridge, right over my head
And out through my portable door

I was trapped in a dire situation
Between reason and someone-in-law
The winner takes all and runs off with the ball
Nothing could pleasure me more

Times were, I’d have spoken my piece
For a minute or two held the floor
But I can’t get a word in so here I am hurtling
Right out through my portable door

The jabbering’s hurting my brain cell so bad
For once in my life I am bored
The public house beckons, I follow the call
And slip in through my portable door

The unlikely event came upon me
I wasn’t prepared for the shock
Once round my neck and twice round the deck
And the rest disappeared up the block

So here we are and everything’s changed
Faster than ever before
You gotta be jokin’, man what are you smoking
Blow it out through my portable door

So I'm doing a thing, or at least I'm in the preliminary stages of doing a thing, that involves IST shenanigans. (A Worm crossover in fact, because it's about time I got the damn mind virus too.) More specific, I had the wild hair to do an IST world set in the late 2010s/early 2020s as the baseline. I've read the 90s update Bob did and I've skimmed the IST25 outline (lord but the forum change did a number on the formatting), but it's been a while since then (god we old) so I'm curious to see if anybody has any bright ideas on what kind of nonsense the IST got up to in the intervening years. There's a couple things that I want to include for story reasons, primarily the discovery of parachronics as the next new superscience, but other than that any and all ideas are welcome. Even the stupid ones - maybe especially the stupid ones.

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Aviators - The Far Side (Synthwave)
Aviators

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Download on Howling at the Moon:
https://soundoftheaviators.bandcamp.c...

Keeping with the theme of ghosts and gloom, here's a song about a restless spirit trying to lure the living into the underworld. This mysterious watcher steps into the dreams of his subjects, searching for their innermost desires and temptations.

Instrumentals and Vocal Stems:
https://soundoftheaviators.bandcamp.c...

For more music or to get in touch, find me on
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Lyrics:

Where'd you get the notion you're only human?
You know there's a dark place
That will make you something more
I could sell a one-way to absolution
To the wholly abstract
Where we'll never drift back ashore

I've been living on the far side
I've been leaving footprints in your mind
Tell me all your secrets
I could be your key to the afterlife
Feel the rhythm in my cold heart
I could make your soul a work of art
Just a touch of heaven
Walking with the dead makes you feel alive

We could take a ride on the road to paradise
You'll abandon your bones
For a desolate home away
Have you seen the watcher's castle born of ice?
It's a comforting hold
For the wandering souls to stay


Oceans away from home
Deep in the danger zone
I'll carry you
Skipping the pain of death
I'd like to steal your breath
And make you new

Live beyond this divide
I promise you the other side
Abandon light inside of you
You're ascending now
And breaking through
Nothing living is ever true