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Its a hell of a vehicle to create tense action scenes showcasing cool-looking scifi military materiel vs. equally cool-looking fantasy creatures.

Now I wonder what a movie adaptation of Leviathan would look like... Hey, wait a minute, there is an anime adaptation! I did not know this; I'll have to check it out.

/u/TrannyPornO has an article about getting cheap Ozempic from the gray market.

Trump Derangement Syndrome.

The mainstream. It's @covfefeAnon's catchphrase.

Which is exactly what happened during the Hundred Flowers Campaign.

(found a free link here, not sure how many times it can be shared before the paywall goes back up)

Indefinitely.

If you have never been oneshotted, you're not looking hard enough for infohazards.

From AntiDem's Ask.FM:

I fell in love with the first of these - let’s call her L - when I was 22 and she was 16 (spare me your comments). It started out online (yes, that was possible even in the mid-90s) and progressed to a real, in-person, face-to-face relationship through means of all the impossible romantic daring that was at my disposal back then. When I went to Japan for my year living there, I engineered a way to bring her along with me. For that one year, we lived a peaceful, idyllic life in a small village in the mountains, in a tiny (but it was all we needed) place with a rice field stretching up to our wall one way and a corn field the other. I’d never lived in the country before (and haven’t since), but the pace of life grew on me. We had no internet service (the only year in the last two decades I’ve lived without it). We’d get woken up in the morning by the neighbor’s rooster. In the evenings, she’d make dinner, then we’d sit on the couch and watch whatever anime was playing on TV that night, struggling to understand as much as we could. On weekends we’d go into Tokyo for the day, or visit friends, or just walk around the lake hand in hand. We only stayed a year, though we could have stayed longer. I had other plans, none of which seem real important now. That was emblematic of what went wrong. I was young and smart (though nowhere near as smart as I thought I was) and overbearing and bossy and most of all arrogant - so terribly arrogant. I wanted to do the right thing; I wanted to treat her the way that I now know I should have. But my own parents had divorced, and my family had shattered… I had no guide to doing it right, so I did it all wrong. Not that that’s any excuse. When we came back, we ended up in New England, a time I liked almost as much as Japan. I don’t think she liked it that much - she loved Japan, and had wanted to stay - though she put on a brave face for a while. Things started getting bad a little bit at a time. A lot of stuff had built up - a lot of it my fault, and a lot of it hers. Things came to a head in the spring, and just like that she was gone.

Somewhere there’s a parallel universe where there’s a version of me who made better decisions, and he’s married to L, still living in that tiny place in the mountains of Japan between a rice field and a corn field. I know this because I know that’s the way things should have gone. It’s just that in this universe, they didn’t.

And knowing, with the cold certainty that it was a terrible idea, that I'd regret it, I fired up ChatGPT. Google Photos had already surfaced a digital snapshot of us, frozen in time, smiling at a camera that didn’t capture the tremors beneath. I fed it the prompt: "Show us as a family. With children." (The specifics obfuscated to hopefully get past ChatGPT's filter, and also because I don't want to spread a bad idea. You can look that up if you really care)

I didn't even finish reading your post, I just rushed off and tried it after this paragraph. The first attempt was quite bad, but that was because I tried only feeding Chat GPT a single image of each, having overestimated its abilities. I tried it again with five images of each, selected for quality and variety like a LoRA, and got a much better result. I didn't even have to mess around with the prompt; a simple "Show these two together, as a family, with two children." did the trick.

It is quite striking. But I already cry about this every once in a while; an extra image doesn't really add anything different.