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Their Bionic Eyes Are Now Obsolete and Unsupported
These early adopters found out what happened when a cutting-edge marvel became an obsolete gadget... inside their bodies.
I’m BEGGING You To Make Zines
How Replaced devs fixed lore display bloat with a stylish gadget
The team behind Replaced wanted a convenient way to display lore entries without having to animate every item. This led to a stylish gadget.
Creepy crawlies — Konstantin Ryabitsev
You've probably heard me complain about the "AI crawlers" before, but now I actually have some hard numbers I can put up to show their im...
The Blood on Satan's Claw
The Blood on Satan's Claw, originally released as Satan's Skin, is a 1971 British period supernatural horror film directed by Piers Haggard and starring Patrick Wymark, Linda Hayden, and Barry Andrews. Set in early 18th-century England, it follows the residents of a rural village whose youth fall under the influence of a demonic presence after a local farmer unearths a mysterious deformed skull buried in a field. It is widely regarded as one of three films that introduced the folk horror aesthetic to British cinema, an "unholy trinity" whose other entries are Witchfinder General (1968) and The Wicker Man (1973).
Johto Mono
Hand-drawn Pokémon-style pixel font with 600+ glyphs, full hiragana and katakana, and the full Unown alphabet.
The AI Vampire
This was an unusually hard post to write, because it flies in the face of everything else going on.
Opus | Official Trailer HD | A24
Lone game dev builds an explorable cyberpunk city almost entirely out of ASCII characters
Dot dot dot matrix.
Yearslong Resident Evil mystery solved: Kyle MacLachlan revealed to be Jill Valentine's 'boyfriend'
Twin Peaks star has ties to STARS
chorus & hero
When it came it came with eyes We could not close our eyes to escape its gaze When it came it came with eyes that looked through our lids That looked through our eyes its eyes Looked below the hair on our heads that did or did not blow In the wind branching out of our brains the sky Gathered in a cave where each one of us says I and I echoes It came and gazed into us until it found itself staring back When he returned from the underworld he thought his eyes Were the same eyes he opened to the shades His eyes dilated in the dark until he could see in the dark The darkness opened in his head until his head could not contain it He did not know night followed him when he returned He could not see behind him his children Stared at him with his own eyes when he came home to see them He did not know he was the danger they were in the gods Put vision in his eyes he did not think he could not See the difference long ago he notched the arrows he shot Sometimes we see with our ears the blood on hero’s hands Sometimes the hero walks out from his house with his hands held out As if to ask us who cannot help but see If these blood-covered hands are mine are these hands mine It’s hard to see in the night flowing out behind the hero’s head If these hands are mine if these hands are Mine to close mine to turn palms up mine to bring close to my own head To cover our eyes with the same hands we do not want to see Ourselves looking at our hands Children look through the mirrors their parents gave them for eyes Tears come out the mirrors when they cry The mirrors widen in the dark but in the dark show less The mirrors widen in fear a little door in the mirror opens wider We who gave birth to them live in a cave in their heads A cave in which we watch ourselves as they hide Behind a column or behind their mother’s robes our children’s eyes When a force moves through us When our arms act because our minds command them When our mind obeys our eyes but our eyes Are not our own eyes when we see as we are forced to see When the command comes from the gods hiding inside the eye Replacing our eyes with a vision We do not say I we say we we say we did this we did This act and when it’s worse when it’s my hands When these hands are mine we don’t say we We say it we say it came upon me a force none could resist Soul or breath god or madness it acted in me It came and when it came it came with eyes
Charli xcx Is a Creature of Contradictions
'Music, Fashion, Film' isn’t pop, rock, sincere, or ironic. It’s all of the above.
How Our Rust-to-Zig Rewrite is Going
For the past year and a half, the team building Roc's compiler has been rewriting our 300,000 lines of Rust code into Zig, for reasons I'll recap below. We recently passed an exciting milestone: feature parity with the original compiler!
A Showcase Of Caravan Sandwitch's Beautiful Art
We chat with art director Charles Boury about the game's various visual inspirations.
