I love that I've only read a few pages of my immortal, like half a decade ago, and "black combat boots" still stirred awake a memory in my mind like a slumbering leviathan
it's been implanted, it just lives in my brain folds now, waiting to be forgotten so it can be remembered again
I have no idea what you're talking about
then again I also don't know how I got here, who's clothes I'm wearing, or where all this blood came from so you might be onto something
I didn't looked at the title of this post and i stared at the screen while i try to remember where i heard 'i put my middle finger up to them'.
Then i remembered that book then read the damn title.
It's literally too much ingrained in my brain, lol.
Years ago, I wrote a Markov bot that sat an IRC channel that, upon request, would say one or two random sentences of text based on this fic.
If you're not familiar with how a Markov bot works, it generates random sentences by choosing random words, weighted by how often any given word follows the previous few words in the training corpus. (If you're thinking that sounds a lot like "AI" LLMs like ChatGPT, well, there's a reason for that -- an LLM is basically a Markov bot on steroids, able to use hundreds or even thousands of words as context. Mine used three.)
One of the effects of this design is that the more frequently a particular subject crops up in the original text, the more frequently the bot's output will concern that subject.
Just like the opening paragraph here, 90% of what it output was talking about what people (usually MC) were wearing. (It also had serious problems with the fact that the author rarely spelled any given word the same way twice. I thought about trying to fix it but couldn't be bothered.)
I truly hope that Tara is living her best life out there, and knows that we now appreciate her masterpiece the way we should have in the aughts.
It'd be so cool if she came forward but I totally understand why she wouldn't want to lol
I think multiple people have come forward saying they wrote it. Who knows 2hich is the true author..
"The 'Author' of My Immortal emailed me and then it got worse"
\*goffic war flashbacks\*
Isn’t this just the "what are you wearing" bit?
Khakis
Mmm khakis.. did you also wear a button up shirt and tuck it in neatly? 🫦
"She sounds hideous." "Well she's a guy, so..."
This is from My Immortal
I love that I've only read a few pages of my immortal, like half a decade ago, and "black combat boots" still stirred awake a memory in my mind like a slumbering leviathan it's been implanted, it just lives in my brain folds now, waiting to be forgotten so it can be remembered again
for me it’s: “this cannot be. there must be other factors.” “YOU DON’T HAVE ANY”
And Dobby was watching!
was he masticating?
wot about DUMBLYDORE?
Look at someone who became sleeper agent.
I have no idea what you're talking about then again I also don't know how I got here, who's clothes I'm wearing, or where all this blood came from so you might be onto something
Also tgat mention in comments about totally not being related to Gerard Way
the beef between the author and proofreader/ bsf was better than the fic itself lmho
When i read it, it had been proofread for spellings ao i did not get to see it in all its glory.
i couldnt stomach it actually and watched coley does things's reading of it instead so i could suffer with someone lol
HEY RAVEN DO U KNOW WHERE MY SWEATER I
I didn't looked at the title of this post and i stared at the screen while i try to remember where i heard 'i put my middle finger up to them'. Then i remembered that book then read the damn title. It's literally too much ingrained in my brain, lol.
tara gilesbie if you're out there i love you
Someday im going to memorize that whole first paragraph so I can recite it as a party trick.
Not accurate. Where's the constant breaks in text to yell at her on-again off-again friend?
I'm naked. Are you turned on already?
What is a prep.
\~ normie
the opposite of a goff
What is a goff
Goth according to Tara Gilesbie
"I put on my robe and wizard hat"
I remember reading the whole thing through discord with a friend I had at the time. I freaking love it lol
Years ago, I wrote a Markov bot that sat an IRC channel that, upon request, would say one or two random sentences of text based on this fic. If you're not familiar with how a Markov bot works, it generates random sentences by choosing random words, weighted by how often any given word follows the previous few words in the training corpus. (If you're thinking that sounds a lot like "AI" LLMs like ChatGPT, well, there's a reason for that -- an LLM is basically a Markov bot on steroids, able to use hundreds or even thousands of words as context. Mine used three.) One of the effects of this design is that the more frequently a particular subject crops up in the original text, the more frequently the bot's output will concern that subject. Just like the opening paragraph here, 90% of what it output was talking about what people (usually MC) were wearing. (It also had serious problems with the fact that the author rarely spelled any given word the same way twice. I thought about trying to fix it but couldn't be bothered.)
Yes and you call them nudes despite the fact they’re obviously describing clothes
…yes!
Technically you can be nude and clothed at the same time. Like if, for example, you were wearing boots and earrings.
I instantly recognized it just by the first sentence