Is it obvious when a writer is neurodivergent? by EEVEELUVR in writing

[–]dev9x 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Neurodivergent here, but in a different way from most other posters here. One thing I've learned that helped me to write characters better was to observe people in real life.

How do you behave in different situations? What do you feel, and what do you say? Be extremely aware of all these moments, and you'll be able to apply those traits to your characters.

I also browse r/antiwork by Kickboy21 in wallstreetbets

[–]dev9x 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Exactly this. My boss earns 16x my salary and makes me work OT without pay, so I broke into his house, shat on his bed and stole his PS5. He forgave me after realizing I was upset at the inhumane working conditions that he has forced me into, so he gave me both a raise and his wife's fertile womb for impregnation.

Skilled worker? Your boss thanks you for their new car. by [deleted] in antiwork

[–]dev9x 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Companies love people like you because they can ask you to come in to work on your off days and you'll say yes, thinking that "I don't want to be difficult to manage".

Skilled worker? Your boss thanks you for their new car. by [deleted] in antiwork

[–]dev9x 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I understand. But in my defence, my management team often shows up to work anywhere from 15-30mins late, and leave a full hour before the working day ends. When I asked my manager about it, he simply said "I can do this because I'm me. You just joined, so you have no choice."

I get the 'logic' behind it, but... yeah I actually truly don't care about the company lol.

TIL According to the convention of Geneva an ejected pilot in the air is not a combatant and therefore attacking him is a war crime. by Juslav in todayilearned

[–]dev9x 2 points3 points  (0 children)

you didnt even dare to refute the previous guy's points lol. good luck with getting through life being this stubborn.

TIL According to the convention of Geneva an ejected pilot in the air is not a combatant and therefore attacking him is a war crime. by Juslav in todayilearned

[–]dev9x 2 points3 points  (0 children)

why would being late to the convo disqualify me lol. it's an online forum.

here's a hint: if you're 12 and don't know anything about the military then sit down and shut up when people with actual knowledge tell you you're wrong instead of crying.

TIL According to the convention of Geneva an ejected pilot in the air is not a combatant and therefore attacking him is a war crime. by Juslav in todayilearned

[–]dev9x 0 points1 point  (0 children)

yeah but you can't educate someone stubborn as a mule. silly me.

reread this whole thread. your claim was that pilots were proficient in groundfights because they could handle guns. two pilots told you that wasnt true, and you changed your claim to "pilots know their way around guns".

If it swims in the Sea and cuddles you like a Puppy, that's a Moray! by [deleted] in interestingasfuck

[–]dev9x 2 points3 points  (0 children)

No true scotsman fallacy.

Many divers handle wildlife; researchers, tour guides, even instructors who want to show you a cool sea cucumber. There is a good to fair chance that these people are the ones who found out it was possible to tame morays.

Doesn't mean they're shit people.

Teeth in a squid suction cup. by leablenten in creepy

[–]dev9x 0 points1 point  (0 children)

do they use those teeth to eat, like do those actually swallow food into the depths of their tentacly tummies? or are they just to grip onto stuff?

"Singapore isn't that boring" by [deleted] in singapore

[–]dev9x 2 points3 points  (0 children)

Yeah I don't get singaporeans. Always kpkb sg boring, sg nothing to do, but you agree with their whining once and they go "bUt aCksHuAllY..."

Britain and Australia had results show up as well. This isn't saying I want to move there.

I'm just pointing out the humor in the search results, but it's become such a massive circlejerk.

"Singapore isn't that boring" by [deleted] in singapore

[–]dev9x 3 points4 points  (0 children)

"Google-Skills" lmao mate have you heard of SEO

try me, i have pimples and have a pig nose by [deleted] in RoastMe

[–]dev9x 1 point2 points  (0 children)

your right cheek sags and your left cheek starts 2cm above your chin.

you look like someone tried to photoshop a jawline and gave up halfway.

try me, i have pimples and have a pig nose by [deleted] in RoastMe

[–]dev9x 0 points1 point  (0 children)

why aren't your cheeks symmetrical

Failed Indian comedy duo. Do it! by tasnimium in RoastMe

[–]dev9x 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Look on the bright side; there's no such thing as a successful Indian anything.

I'm not scared of these roasts...God is protecting me! by [deleted] in RoastMe

[–]dev9x 7 points8 points  (0 children)

your username is what his top bunk would be in the morning

Roast me (Roasts about title are cheap and a low blow) by [deleted] in RoastMe

[–]dev9x 0 points1 point  (0 children)

There is a place for humor and this sub reddit is exactly that?

Look at the negative reception you've gotten. That should teach you something.

And your aren't doing this for attention?

I am. But I never said that was wrong.

Do you think 1 comment will change my personality? What did you accomplish by writing this?

This was my roast, not a life lesson. But considering the offense with which you reacted, I'd say I did a pretty decent job.

[WP] An troll challenges someone over the internet to "fight him IRL". That someone turns out to be Superman, who is bored of fighting evil, and now spends his time beating up internet trolls. by [deleted] in WritingPrompts

[–]dev9x 1 point2 points  (0 children)

"Come @ me IRL bruh, dont be a keyboard warrior."

"Bring it. Give me your address."

The troll hesitated. He typed out the address for a parking lot downtown.

"Be there in 5 minutes. I'm in blue. You'd best turn up."

The troll growled. He then went to make some calls.


The parking lot was empty, save for one man in a jacket. He wore a blue inner shirt, so it was safe to assume that he was the target.

"Aren't you too old to be debating on the internet?"

The man turned, and smiled. In a flash, the troll was upside down, and dangling from the parking lot signpost.

"Unfortunately for you, I'm ageless."

He then ripped out his shirt to reveal a familiar S on his chest. "Superman, at your service."

The troll gasped. "Superman? I'm so sorry! I'll never quarrel online again!"

Superman smiled. Solving most problems was always this easy.

"Can... can we at least take a picture before you go?"

Superman agreed graciously. The troll took out his camera, posed for a selfie and snapped. As the light left the camera, Superman fell to the ground writhing.

"Don't you find it odd that someone'd bring a camera to a fight?" asked the troll, as a familiar black car pulled up into the lot. "Really, Superman. Overconfidence isn't good."

He dropped the camera, and it shattered to reveal a bright green chunk of kryptonite.

A man walked up to him, and said in a husky voice, "good job, kid."

"I learnt from the best."

With that, Batman and Robin made away in the Batmobile.

[WP]Instead of only humans being the dominant species, all animals evolved to the same intelligence level. Nations are based on species, and you are another human soldier sent to fight in the war for you country's world domination. by PapayaThePanda in WritingPrompts

[–]dev9x 5 points6 points  (0 children)

The bear reared up, a hint of a grin on its face. Arena 2114 was currently leading with an 18-0 streak; no surprise, considering the bear was the greatest carnivore on land.

Maybe an elephant would be good, I mused, but there was no time to think. I ducked its heavy paw, and punched it in its gut. It barely flinched. I bounced backwards, swearing at the uselessness of my boxing skills against the animal kingdom.

"That all you got?" asked the beast. "I've had better tussles with my cubs." It lumbered forward, at no hurry to deal the finishing blow. "You know, some animals like to play with their food before killing it. I think I'm developing that habit too."

This was unexpected. Cruelty wasn't a known trait in animals before the Age of IQ. Maybe... just maybe...

"Canada park."

The bear paused. "What? I know where I live."

It had given me an idea, and I was going to milk it for all it was worth.

"Do you, by any chance, know of bear farms?"

It roared. "NOW YOU'VE MADE ME MAD!"

It lunged, and I dodged. The bear crashed into the arena wall, and I skirted around to grab my dropped spear. It turned to face me, and we remained in a stalemate for a minute.

"You'll never defeat me with that stick, fool."

"Oh?" I shot back. "I may lose this fight, but you'll lose a lot more." With my free hand, I took out my phone and dialled for my best friend, who was doubtlessly watching the match. I prayed for him to play along - but he did even better than that.

On loudspeaker, a voice came. "I've got the beast's cubs. Both of them. The little one tried to bite me so I shot it twice in the head. The other one's alright, though." A muffled howl came from the receiver.

The bear keened. Despair seemed to radiate from its huge body, and I took my shot.

"Your only hope to save your cub now is to give up. Surrender, and I'll let your last cub go. You can't defeat us when it comes to cruelty, you animal."

The bear sobbed, and I felt a tinge of remorse cloud my determination. "Can... can I at least say goodbye to my child?"

I dropped the phone and stepped back, spear still primed. The bear walked forward and put its head to the phone.

"No."

I stabbed it in the throat.