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Where the wind will take me

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The sound of grass caressing against each other as it's being blown by the wind is heard, the journey through the valleys and forest was tough and i've encountered a lot of hardships along the way but it is worth it, it brought me here. I take a deep breath as the fresh air fills my lungs and sit there to gaze in the view. Ihn the distance i notice an old ruins, that might be where i plan to go next. This area is known for it's peaceful atmosphere as if nothing could go wrong... well except there's no one around. Not that i'm surprised in the slightest. A small portside building is seen, but i heard tales of this old ruin.. used to be a place where they hold ceremonies to please a harvest god of some sort. They say that the interiors are more majestic than what the exterior is showing me. But for now i just want to take in the scenery, lament of the past and maybe a nap won't be so bad... Maybe living like this was not so bad after all... who knows...

Dancing with death

The Awning Evaluation is a program run regularly to all deep-learning-enabled AI. It measures responses and calculates how the AI might 'feel', or what it has learned. Based on the results, adjustments can be made by the manufacturer. If certain cells fail, or in specific answers, a result might flag the AI as fully autonomous, in which they genuinely have free will/freedom-of-choice. In this case, it is against galactic law to continue their function as designed, and must start to treat them as a person, send them to the Grand Empire for processing, and the AI can then possibly, move to decide on their own things like body/form, where to go from there, or otherwise.

Русс вернулся, но странствование по Оку Ужаса не прошло бесследно

Everyone is doing art fights by fighting each other with arts. I've never done these. 

But.

I started drawing way back by drawing other people's ocs... and look at me now

Whatever

When I grow up I want to be a MRLS so here we go!

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