Super fun and scarily addictive; this is why I don't let myself touch MMOs! I did find myself guessing a lot at the Atlas Chain mysteries because there wasn't really enough information to "solve" a couple of them (or so I felt).

I kept the lantern, but I did give careful hints to other players to help them without ruining anything, so I wasn't totally selfish.

It also says that coffee drinking is a means to socialize, but not with any context around fortunes or a backchannel to avoid patriarchy -- maybe a misunderstanding?

An invitation for coffee among friends provides an opportunity for intimate talk and the sharing of daily concerns.

I was watching his appearance on Never Mind the Buzzcocks just last night. Quite an odd individual (nominative determinism?) but he made the show very funny with his baffling tangents.

S19E03 if anyone wants to go back to it. It's hosted by Simon Amstel, who is by far the best host the show has had.

And that full text, also to avoid extra visits:

You crazies won and proved me wrong. The fediverse isn't worth saving after all.

Over the course of the last several days, I have received a constant stream of harassing messages, death threats, and threats of doxxing over DM, Matrix, Github, and Codeberg. All of it instigated and eggged on by another instance's top admin. This is unacceptable for all of the reasons in the world, and while I won't give you the personal satisfaction of having won, you've definitely proven me wrong about the fediverse being something that even can be saved from itself.

Even people around here I'd interacted with positively for years and had grown to respect because they seemed level headed and above the immature and sociopathic bullshit that dominates this platform showed their true selves. That completely shattered any and all illusions I had that this place has a hidden core of users that I should try to make more visible amongst all the rage, rage baiting, propaganda, harassment, rumor mongering, trolls, conspiracies, purity testing, witch hunts, and violent rhetoric.

Like many of the rational people before me who called this place home, I'm done with this place.

I tried to carve out a space where those people and other rougher edges were not drowning out niche communities and hobbies and where people who choose to use the platform to harass others were also out of sight, out of mind. Apparently only three people who aren't me actually want a place that's not just a circle-jerk of rage and hate. Thus sayeth the mob.

Then you have entire instances whose admins call for the death of others, harass other users, and lead harassment, brigading, and DARVO campaigns against those who dare call out their bullshit or decide to disassociate themselves and their work from them.

Lemmy.World was so close to doing the right thing after instance-that-will-not-be named's admins were calling for the death of LW's admins while spreading rumours and labeling others in such a way that painted them as targets for murder. All of that, mind you, with absoultey no evidence other than specuation and their own cooked-up conspiracies about modlog actions or taking and twisting things wildly out of context to fit their made-up narratives so they had someone to say they 'caught' and should be killed.

.world was on the precipice of doing the right thing and disaccociating themselves from that psychotic shit show, but silently dropped the issue and carried on as usual after wringing their hands for maybe two weeks.

"We have to worry about the optics or the politics of it." they probably said.

Bullshit.

I'm one person and have held my fucking ground, mostly with dignity and grace, in the heat of my own shitstorm of trying to disaccociate from the extremist elements of the fediverse. If I can stand up for what's right and deal with the blowback, so can you.

Fuck lemmy world's admin team for condoning that behavior and letting the human skidmark db0 DARVO his way out of the situation while brigading with his army of malcontents whom he wields like a cult leader. He knows exactly what he is doing, and you all continue to allow him to get away with it.

Nah, fuck this whole place. I've let too many things fall by the wayside IRL because of dealing with all this fediverse bullshit and trying to give it the slightest bit of polish both visually and atmospherically. Mythbusters may have proven that you can, in fact, polish a turd, but at the end of the day, it's still a shiny ball of shit.

For the few people left who didn't turn out to be psychotic, I'll think of you from time to time when recalling something you've posted or commented that genuinely made me laugh, made me think, or otherwise put a smile on my face or in my heart.

Everyone else, though, enjoy your toxic, xenophobic, knee-jerk-to-violence, purity-testing, and harassing-anyone-who-doesn't-fall-in-line cess pit. One day you, too, will do or say something that doesn't toe the line and you'll be right where I am.

P.S. Rimu, you owe me a beer. No one is talking about the Piefed vote quotas anymore, so you're welcome.

I think this will be an unpopular opinion (so be it), but I have a real love-hate relationship with posts like this.

The history is fun and fascinating and I'm glad to learn something new and interesting, but the wojak macros add nothing at all for me. They only remind me of the heavily prejudiced and hateful shit that was churned out by 4chan for more than a decade as the internet's meme machine.

cover it up with something

Suitable things to cover the lens of a camera like this include chisels, picks, mattocks, and thermite.

On every floor from 2st through 5st?

Lyrics in English by bilingual people on Genius.

Nevinnomyssk has a ton of warehouses, but I think it's the one at 44.6640383, 41.8961139, just off the P-217. It wasn't present in 2019 when the Google Street View car went by, but the north-east end matches, and I think it's being filmed from the path on the west.

In fact, someone on OpenStreetMap has already marked it as a ruined building.

Who's going to maintain an independent fork? It's a crazy amount of work.