Totally Hextra

Giant virus about to stab smaller one

A girl made of fire that looks like she's melting, surrounded by nulls

Finally finished my favorite chapter!! POV: Gigabyte!

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Bonus: I usually don't mention songs I listen to while writing, but I'm making an exception:

youtu.be/qPx0dS6skVQ?...

It's also an excellent extended Hex v Daemon song! #rebootCartoon

They were trying to warn us.

Lives with benign virus, accidentally ushers in an apocalypse. Gets infected by a malicious super virus trying to destroy the known world. Is impersonated by an evil virus trying to manipulate everyone.

#Reboot
#Rebootcartoon

So... I found a cover for a Japanese version of the #Rebootcartoon that translates to #Reboot Battle of the Hyper Internet. There was also a Japanese commercial, and I don't know if the shoe is dubbed or just has the subtitles. I wonder if someone has those VHS tapes. #Tomendanddefend

A hotdog with a smiley face and waving arms. The text reads: Sentient Hot Dog reminds you to cook safely! Unattended cooking is the number one cause of home fires. Always stand by your pan and make sure you have working smoke alarms and fire extinguishers!

On this most important National Hot Dog Day.

A null looks on apprehensively

And here's a picture from my latest chapter!
#rebootcartoon #hexadecimal #reboot
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For anyone still following me, I finally posted a chapter of my fic!

archiveofourown.org/works/394115...

Welp, today's the big day. After a year of waiting, I will present my research on Myself to a neurological researcher at Columbia University, partly to figure out what my situation is/where its going, but mostly, for SCIENCE!

art tip via art dog

Me: *finishes giving therapist latest life update.*
Therapist: ...
Me: ...
Therapist....
Me: ....?
Therapist: I'm sorry, I'm just trying to figure out how to respond to this.
Me: Well that's never a good sign...

She sat up, eyes wide.
I have to go home!
She said,
And then,

she left.

I now decide who lives and who dies. I'm not enjoying it. Although to be fair, I'm more in control of how, not if. I'm fucking 43. How did this happen?

Blarg
In retrospect I'm not sure how much could have been prevented but I'm def asking about the narcotics 😑

Two screenshots of a rant I just went on about surgery that I don't want to type over again

Rant

Gardening is my soul, but now I'm growing too weak to do so. The nurseries I've long shopped at, closing. The garden beds I built, collapsing, their minders, failing. I go to ask the wise one what to do, only to remember she is dead.
The steady drumbeat of loss grows louder...

I had a friend with severe COPD. He could barely breathe, but he'd promised his friend of 30 years he'd help him revisit his homeland in Sri Lanka. It was a dangerous gamble. They went. They lived. A month later, today, he died.
But by God, he lived.

Godspeed, Stephen

How do I get?

SCREEEEEAAAM!!!!

Two hands reaching towards each other but can't

I also finally finished and posted the latest chapter to my fic, The Voice in the Fire. More exploration of the viral experience! #ReBoot

archiveofourown.org/works/394115...

GRABBY HANDS

Who was asking for the Hexadecimal spinning pin? Just me?

okay.

#art #fanart #ReBoot

I really need to check here more ❤️

OMG I MUST HAVE

Thanks man ❤️
Means a lot

Sad cat with text: how it feels gaslighting myself into believing I don't give a fuck

And it will get worse, so much worse, very soon. How do people cope with this? There must be a way, or am I already coping?

The grim realization that it will continue until everything is gone. You begin to distance prematurely. You withdraw. You forget how to grieve. Loss washes together into background noise.

But they never mention the loss. The acceleration of death amongst loved ones, the loss of old haunts, tangible connections to swaths of happy memories cut away at every turn.

To that I felt immune. My health has always been bad. I achieved everything I wanted to years ago. I have no desire to relive my youth.

When they speak of mid life crisis, you imagine a panic over declining health, dreams never attained, old men buying fancy sport cars in a quest to recapture the glory of youth.

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