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)
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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)
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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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Discord: / discord

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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

The Lunacy of Artemis

A nice long post summing up why the American space program has gone off the rails, and has not yet delivered a program tens of billions over budget and decades late.  A rocket that relies on Space Shuttle parts that were designed in the 1970s, paired with a huge lunar lander based on tech that is still being invented.  And a landing scheduled in two years that everyone knows will schedule slip by years, again.

Oh, and Gateway, fucking Gateway — did you even know that they're making a lunar orbital space station?  And that the reason for this is that astronauts need a place to hang out because SLS isn't powerful enough to park the oversize Orion into low lunar orbit, so they need a place to wait until they can get back to their command module, perhaps for days, until the orbit lines up?  NASA is spending all of its time on Gateway since all of the other portions have been jobbed out to other companies.  Amazing.

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since the old thread had reach 13 pages...

Rachael Lillis, the dub voice actress for characters ranging from Misty and Jessie in Pokemon to Utena Tenjou in Revolutionary Girl Utena, has been diagnosed with breast cancer that has spread to her spine leaving her almost unable to walk. Her sister has started a GoFundMe campaign to help pay for her medical care

Anime News Network article here, but it doesn't say much more than I've already posted here.

King's Row
Seraph's apartment block.

Mary cursed as she struggled up the stairs with her grocery, you think in her twenty plus years of living among humans, she would of gotten used to the size difference. but no, she was a short stack goblin and everything was too damn big.

As she made it to her apartment, she put down her groceries, habitually looking around for someone trying to steal it before standing on her trippy toes to unlock her door. All she saw was that Oni chick that lived down the hall staring at her.

"See something you like?" She teases, shaking her ass, the Oni rolled her eyes and headed down stairs. Mary snickered as the door opened and she headed inside. Slowly she unpacked, climbing up and down the collection of step ladders she had in the kitchen, putting her groceries away before attending to a task she did not enjoy.

Heading into the living room, she sat down on the rug, closing her eyes and casting her mind out, she could feel the minds of two psyches below her, but they where self contained, not probing her.... Good. Slowing her breathing, her mind expanded into the city till she felt it, a psionicly altered mind, made into part of a web that stretched all the way back to the Rogue Isles.

She could feel her superiors mind on the network and sent her report, she was doing well in her infiltration of Paragon and had already worked with several members of the Freedom Phalanx, all things where progressing well.

Her superiors reply was like a slap to the face, telling her to only use this connection to report something of true worth before violently disconnecting.

Mary opened her eyes and rubbed her face, green hand coming away red from a bloody nose. She swore and got up, stripping down and taking a shower, a luxury to shower privately after the group showers in the Arachnos barracks.... And now bitch widows to sabotage the shower head she smiled as she washed her hair.

As she was relaxing, there was a knock at the door... Of course someone would interrupt her relaxation time. Turning off the water she wrapped a towel that was comically large on her and headed to the door, opening it a crack and looking out.

Standing there was a woman at least a foot taller than her with lilac hair holding a cake. "Hello there miss, I'm your neighbour Noelle Minette. I thought you might like a cake to welcome you to the neighbourhood."

Mary blinked... Cake? Welcome? This felt so alien.... But only a stupid goblin would turn down freebies. "Thanks, um.... Want a coffee?" She offered, opening the door. "Maybe you can tell me about the neighbourhood?"

"Oh that would be lovely miss." Noelle says with a smile.

"Call me Mary, come on in."