Remember_the_tooth
@Remember_the_tooth@lemmy.world
- Comment on Little treat 10 minutes ago:
She was living in a single room with three other individuals One of them was male and the other two Well, the other two were females God only knows what they were up to in there And furthermore, Susan, I wouldn’t be the least bit surprised to learn That all four of them habitually sipped some alcoholic beverages Drinkers
I drink two beers in the morning I drink two beers at night I drink two beers in the afternoon It makes me feel all right I drink two beers in time of peace And two in time of war I drink two beers before I drink two beers And then I drink two more
Drank IPAs 'til the day she died Take a big sip of some good hoppy ale now Drank IPAs 'til the day she died Take a big sip of some good hoppy ale now
- Comment on The MechLock wall mount for Steam Deck looks ridiculously slick 1 hour ago:
Something Something Michael Scott, but still, I sincerely want one.
- Comment on Good afternoon I choose thoughts you've never had before. 22 hours ago:
Tittaroni putanesca
- Comment on Good afternoon I choose thoughts you've never had before. 22 hours ago:
Well, go on, spare no detail. Was this real Italian durum wheat? What kind of sauce?
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- Comment on Not sure where else to put this. 1 day ago:
Thank you!
- Comment on Not sure where else to put this. 1 day ago:
Utini!
- Comment on Not sure where else to put this. 1 day ago:
I’m getting too old for this sh…tick. maybe this will help bridge the gap:
youtu.be/uQH3KVyc4O0?si=O5OoeTFw1MHLQVQe
Scroll to the end if you want to save time.
- Comment on If we want to have any power vs. watching helplessly while people in charge fuck everything up, we should focus on democratic workplaces. Not just unions, workers should own and control the business 2 days ago:
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- Comment on There Are Other People In The World 2 days ago:
There are other people? I don’t remember approving that.
- Comment on I hate this image because idiots will see it, not understand what its showing, and make up some crazy shit based on it. 2 days ago:
They are undefeated in the ship’s boxing league.
- Comment on I hate this image because idiots will see it, not understand what its showing, and make up some crazy shit based on it. 2 days ago:
- Comment on Why aren't all rooms holodecks? 3 days ago:
I feel like you’re right, but what if we need to reverse the polarity and reroute auxiliary power to the main deflectors?
- Comment on Why aren't all rooms holodecks? 3 days ago:
Yeah, exactly. It seems like it would be safer.
- Comment on Why aren't all rooms holodecks? 3 days ago:
What if we use a holodeck to simulate a holodeck so that if one breaks down, they try to kill each other and leave us alone?
- Comment on The Downtrodden Billionaires 3 days ago:
I agree that would be best for the quality of the writing in the long run, yes. I just don’t always feel like sitting down to write something.
For what it’s worth, I walk or take public transit to most places, although I do own a car and am forced to use it from time to time. I could probably reduce my footprint further by going vegan, but that’s pretty hard to do for me. I mean, I’m not eating meat at most meals, but I’m not scrutinizing ingredient lists either.
When you said Gen AI, I thought you meant “general AI” implying there might be a better AI tool for writing. I think I’m just now realizing it’s “generative AI.” Sorry for the miscommunication there.
- Comment on I'm trying to get everyone to hate me instead. Oh yeah it's all coming together. 3 days ago:
By default, yes.
- Comment on The Downtrodden Billionaires 3 days ago:
What AI works best for writing?
- Comment on I hate this image because idiots will see it, not understand what its showing, and make up some crazy shit based on it. 3 days ago:
The USS Enterprise drifted silently in the void. The warp core, normally humming like a gentle giant, pulsed erratically, casting an eerie red glow across the engineering deck. The ship had been through hell—again. Another battle, another crisis, another miracle demanded from its weary engineer.
Montgomery Scott sat in the dim light, his fingers tightening around a hyperspanner. His knuckles were white. His eyes, once twinkling with the joy of discovery, were sunken and dark.
“Push her harder, Scotty! Faster, Scotty! Save us all, Scotty!”
Decades of it. Day after day. Always fixing what the captain broke. Always asked to do the impossible. And he always did. Because he was Scotty.
But not anymore.
From the darkness, a voice crackled over the intercom. “Scotty, we need you on the bridge. The power fluctuations—”
The intercom went dead.
Scotty ran his fingers along the cold metal of the hyperspanner, his lips curling into a grim smile.
“Aye,” he muttered. “Time tae ease the strain.”
The first to go was Lieutenant Uhura. She had come down to engineering, concern in her eyes.
“Scotty, something’s wrong with internal communications. The system keeps—”
She gasped as something thick and metallic wrapped around her throat—one of the many cables hanging from the ceiling, repurposed for a darker function. Scotty pulled it tighter, his face close to hers, his breath hot against her ear.
“Dinnae worry, lass,” he whispered. “Yer voice has worked hard fer too long. Time tae ease the strain.”
She kicked, she clawed, but soon her struggles faded, and her lifeless body slumped to the floor.
McCoy and Spock came next, together. They’d noticed Uhura missing, of course. They’d come looking.
McCoy never even saw the hyperspanner coming. A single, well-placed blow shattered the doctor’s skull, leaving a crimson splash across the bulkhead.
Spock had a moment longer. He turned, raising an eyebrow. “Curious. You appear to be suffering from—”
The plasma torch in Scotty’s hand flared to life. Spock’s words were cut short by a scream—an unnatural, alien sound—as the torch met his flesh. He collapsed, his body twitching. Scotty knelt beside him, whispering in his ear as the Vulcan’s final breath shuddered out.
“Time tae ease the strain.”
Scotty let them run. He wanted them to run.
The corridors of the Enterprise were dark now, emergency lighting flickering as Scotty shut down systems one by one. The ship had become his hunting ground.
Sulu turned a corner, phaser raised—too slow. Scotty was already there, lurking in the shadows. A wrench came down on his wrist, sending the phaser clattering away. Another swing, and Sulu’s knee shattered. He collapsed, gasping in agony.
Chekov screamed and fled into the turbolift, slamming the controls. The doors hissed shut just as he caught a glimpse of Scotty’s face—grinning, waiting.
The turbolift never stopped. It climbed deck after deck, faster and faster, until the safety protocols failed, until the artificial gravity couldn’t compensate anymore.
Until it reached the top.
The doors slid open, and for a brief moment, Chekov had time to understand. Time to feel his stomach lurch. Time to fall.
From below, Scotty listened.
He never heard the landing.
The bridge was empty now. Only Captain Kirk remained.
He stood at the viewscreen, staring into the black. The ship was dead around him, but he had known for some time that it was more than that. His crew was gone. He was alone.
And yet, he wasn’t.
The turbolift doors hissed open. Slow, heavy footsteps followed.
Kirk turned.
Scotty stood in the doorway, covered in soot, in grease, in blood. The hyperspanner dangled from his fingers, dripping red. His eyes gleamed in the dim light.
Kirk exhaled. “Scotty… why?”
Scotty took a step forward.
“Ye always said ye needed just a little more power, Captain.”
Another step.
“Ye always said ye needed one more miracle.”
Another.
“Ye never thought tae ask what that cost.”
Kirk’s hand hovered over his phaser.
Scotty’s grin widened.
“Time tae ease the strain, Captain.”
The lights flickered one last time.
And the Enterprise fell silent.
- Comment on I hate this image because idiots will see it, not understand what its showing, and make up some crazy shit based on it. 3 days ago:
…3
- Comment on The Downtrodden Billionaires 3 days ago:
Huh, now that I’m scrutinizing it, it does look both blarp and shurry. I wonder how that happened.
- Comment on Not real... *for now* 3 days ago:
Have you had your Cuppliance?
- Comment on I hate this image because idiots will see it, not understand what its showing, and make up some crazy shit based on it. 3 days ago:
Fi yuo thnik yu’oer hvanig a steoerk, plaees clal 191 imemdaityl.
- Comment on I hate this image because idiots will see it, not understand what its showing, and make up some crazy shit based on it. 3 days ago:
Idiot here. Is it proof that Fauci did 9/11 harbor to fake the flat moon landing on 5g vaccine autism with gay-hurricane-powered Jewish frog space lasers funded by Bill gates and George Soros?
- Comment on The Downtrodden Billionaires 3 days ago:
- Comment on Even my rubber duckies are sad 3 days ago:
We need more of this in civilization.
- Comment on I'm trying to get everyone to hate me instead. Oh yeah it's all coming together. 3 days ago:
I want to like everybody. It’s going well, though.
- Comment on The Downtrodden Billionaires 3 days ago:
I found it fascinating, too.
“Hey, you need to participate in civilization if you want its benefits.”
“Well, we’re not gonna!”
“K”
[Bear noises]
“Hello, we would like one civilization, please.”
- Comment on I think they nailed it 3 days ago:
They knew. Applications are up 100%
