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Writing "Tells": is it actually AI? 🤔
Beloved Moot @umber-cinders did a really in-depth and researched overview of common "AI tells" in writing (which I highly recommend you read here) but I had some thoughts I wanted to add without derailing her post, since my own points are sort of tangential to hers.
I've observed a growing preoccupation in writing communities to identify the definitive "tells" of AI, and it's not hard to see where that urgency comes from. Gen AI is basically a big red button for lazy, incurious hacks to push whenever they want the attention and prestige of creating something that normally requires pesky investments like "time" and "effort". AI's function is to plagiarise, its philosophy is to end human thought and creativity and discipline. It is a crisis, I think, so it is important that we all get very good, very quickly, at sniffing out those thieving robots and denying them the thing those "author's" desperately crave: our attention.
That being said, there's an obvious problem at the core of any effort to define the hallmarks of AI, and that is because human writers have these "tells", too! The em dash, the emphasis in thirds, the decadent, beautiful subordinate conjunctions you'll pry from my cold dead hands - these are all common writing conventions. It is because they are common writing conventions that the AI has stolen them! And I think it's worth asking ourselves what it will do to the craft of writing if we allow these things to become "AI tells" in the public imagination. In my opinion, we are paving the way to a paranoid writing community who becomes more concerned with conveying human-ness in their writing than conveying their actual creative vision. I don't want to live in a world where writers are scalping their own work to avoid any potential accusations of AI, all the while the computer giddily vomits up em dash after em dash because that beautiful little line belongs solely to it, now. So, should we stop trying to assign the AI any "tells" at all?
Well, no, I don't think we should ignore the very obvious habits of the slop machine. I think Umbers' post is very valuable, actually, in compiling as much info as it does, but it struck me as a post that is particularly valuable to writers. You see, I don't doubt that a practiced writer, or a widely read reader, would find great utility in a list of obvious tells, because we know what writing normally sounds like. If you spend all day looking at zebras, then a donkey painted black and white is going to stick out like a sore thumb. But to a casual reader, or worse, a Booktok Drama Influencer, we're at risk of them reading about these tells and going "Look! It has black and white stripes! That zebra is AI!"
And I have witnessed this happen. Back when I still used TikTok (forgive me), I saw the absolute dogpiling of an author for "using AI" to write the logline of her novel. The argument was that the sentence was dry and formulaic... but it was a logline. They are supposed to be dry and formulaic, because they have to summarise the story in one sentence. If you're unfamiliar, loglines almost always follow this structure: "When [character] experiences [inciting incident], they must [overcome central conflict] to [achieve goal]." A writer who can encapsulate their story in a clean, tidy logline is a good writer. But to these Booktokers, because I imagine they've never written a creative summary themselves, this formulaic structure was an obvious "tell" of AI, and they harassed an indie author relentlessly over it.
This is the risk, I think, in trying to definitively nail down any "tell" for the AI. Because it steals from human works, it will always have traits overlapping with human authors, and unfortunately, because the type of people who use GenAI to make creative work have no scruples or integrity or personal pride, the casualties of these "tells" are overwhelmingly human. The prick claiming to write a novel that's actually AI is rarely going to be shamed into silence by pointing out these tells, but the human author who spent 18 months pouring their heart and soul into a manuscript will be discouraged. Furthermore, I think juvenile writers are the ones most vulnerable to these "tell hunts." Writers who are just starting the craft, who haven't developed an innate skill yet, and who are themselves overly reliant on convention to elevate their work may see people pointing to the "obvious" signs of AI and retreat away from pursuing their passion. I used to work with teenagers in the theatre, and what struck me is how much their clumsy first drafts read like AI pieces (and yes, I know they wrote them themselves because we wrote as a group in "roundtable" sessions). This is because these young writers were desperate to seem more skilled than they were, so they relied heavily on imitating the styles of the playwrights they admired. This in itself is not plagiarism; it is the foundational steps towards skill. Absorbing the styles of those that came before until your True Voice has a chance to develop. I think it's an important part of being an Older Artist, to guide the juveniles into the safe middle ground between mimicry (which is how they learn) and their true artistic Voice (which is who they are).
And, if I may, I'd like to suggest an addition to the list of "AI tells" that I rarely see included in these online discussions. The AI has No True Voice. This is where I think Umbers' post truly shines in its value, this is why I think the tells there-in stand out to so many fellow writers: The AI has no voice, it only has convention. Human writing has an ineffable earnestness within it; even the most polished, carefully crafted pieces have some residue of the Author dripping through the cracks. Some imperfection in the prose, some impulsive inclusion in a detail, or a character reaction. To borrow a tell back from the AI, human writing has intent - specifically, a human author knows where the story is going, knows how they want you to feel, knows when they need to mislead you, and all those secret intentions bleed into the prose at least once in every story. If, like me, you're really good at guessing plot twists, it's probably because you have a knack for catching these moments of authorial voice, a moment when the strings of the puppet flash visible in the light. AI writing does not have this voice.
When you're subjected to an AI piece, something you may not notice at first (but trust me, once you spot it, it's impossible not to notice) is how sterile the sentences are. There's no subtext, no artful manipulation of emotion, no excitement, no attitude! Even when the AI has been instructed to write in a more "human" way, it often comes across as "hello fellow kids," specifically because it lacks all character. This is probably the hardest AI tell to get good at spotting, but it's also (in my opinion) the most definitive trait of the computer. Even the aforementioned juvenile writers, overly reliant on convention, are so flushed with earnestness that while their work might be clumsy and uncharismatic, it is saturated with character.
And so, I agree with Umbers' post, and I think it's useful to have a catalogue of AI tells, but I also think it's important to look for those tells in context. It's not even that AI uses these conventions, it's that it overuses them, because it lacks the ability to write impulsively, or revise thoughtfully, and so all that's left is sterile formula. So I would ask you that the next time you think you spot an AI tell in someone's writing, zoom out a little. Is it that they've used a tell, or is it that the tells are so frequent, you're reading a repetitive, voiceless, summary of events that's only loosely disguising itself as a creative piece? Instead of looking closely at the black and white stripes, take a step back to see the full animal. It's far easier to spot the donkey that way.
There's no such thing as an AI "writer" btw
There are, however, whiny petulant children who look upon the attention and accolades that writers receive and respond with "hey! hEY!!!! You should be giving all that attention to MEE!!!!" and because they are children, they are unwilling to understand that this attention is the reward for things like effort, time spent, the vulnerability to see where your skill needs improvement, and the perseverance to work hard for those improvements. Instead they stamp their feet and shriek at the world that they should just GET all our attention, we should all clap for them because they were special enough to have an IDEA, and really an idea is the same thing as doing work, right?? Why aren't you all clapping??? And then they piss their pants when someone suggests that maybe they don't deserve the attention they think they do. And unfortunately 99% of these children are grown adults.
Anyone and everyone CAN write. The world’s most skilled writer didn’t start off skilled. The key is that they practice hard by writing a lot.
As long as you write, you are practicing your craft and you are getting better at writing. But you will never get anywhere if you let AI write for you.
I'd like to add that even when people write "badly" it is riddled with charm and fascination because HOW it is "bad" exposes HOW that author interacts with the world. The humanness still makes it worth it

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Perhaps they ought not to have eaten the dragon. There had been people objecting to it at the time. Surely such meat was poisonous. Perhaps it was even an affront, an insult to some intangible order of nature they ought to honour.
But the city was starving, the siege had gone on too long, and the king's troops were still a week's march away. The scorched earth would be fertile again in time, but right now it was barren. Right now there were mouths to feed. So they changed their crossbows for butcher knives and got to work.
None of the royal commanders asked any questions that could not be answered. After all, their aid had come shamefully late. The dragon's horned skull made a noble gift, a fitting tribute from a triumphant city to its humbled king. Who would have thought to question them?
And none of the townsfolk spoke up, when the first golden-eyed babes were born. Children who grew up barefoot and fearless, clambering over the city's patched and rebuilt roofs like they had no notion of falling, with a strange glitter to their skin when the sunlight hit it just so. No one breathed a word about dragons.
Because soon enough there were deft, young hands taking loaves straight out of the oven, heedlessly lifting iron from the forge, plunging into boiling laundry water. And some of them more wondrous still, wild, warm-skinned youths, with inexplicable knowledge and peculiar remedies.
A blessing, their families said proudly. A blessing after so much hardship. Which it was, in its way. This city would never fear dragon fire again.
i am going to use this post to proselytize my troll lore.
like i cannot stop thinking abt moaning beatboxing accordion Its So.
Okay, here's my idea:
The British should put a time limit on the Monarchy.
Not like declaring a republic tomorrow, but deciding on a date in the future that ends the British Monarchy.
And there's a perfect date for it coming up!
October 14th, 2066.
A thousand years since the Battle of Hastings. A thousand years of this one specific bloodline ruling England.
Call time on the Monarchy after exactly one thousand years. Nice, and neat.
Even better: Charles isn't living 44 years. He'll be gone in about twenty. Now William? He's what, 40? Yeah, he can live another 44 years. His great grandmother was over a hundred, his granny was 96, William can make it to 84 barring accident or assassination.
So on October 14th 2066, William the Last steps down a thousand years after William the First won the crown.
Nice, neat, and fair. William gets the crown he's been waiting forty years for already, but ten-year-old George grows up without expectation of it.
Have a nice big abdication ceremony, even.
Plus, what an absolute baller move to announce your regnal name as William the Last.
recently when im tempted to say 'i'm gonna kill myself' i try to correct it into saying "im gonna walk into the river and become a trout" or some other form of that. this is my new thing
btw this has graduated into me just saying "the trout population will be affected" and then not elaborating
this post has genuinely helped me so i used it as inspiration for today’s hand lettering practice

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Have you heard the good word about the Pembrokeshire walrus yet?
This walrus is fucken lost.
But Wales has lost its collective shit about it. They’re generally keeping its location secret to keep people away, but we get updates every day if it’s still here, if it’s happy, if it’s healthy. We think it was in Ireland about two weeks ago, which is interesting, because it is not actually native to Ireland either. Why is it here? No one knows.
It seems to like Pembrokeshire beaches.
I regret to inform you all that the walrus is a delinquent.
In attempting to climb aboard a dinghy in Tenby it capsized it.
It then proceeded to Tenby harbour where it tried to climb aboard a fishing boat.
Incredibly, this is not an April Fools
Today on English People RUIN Everything, a bunch of English tourists from Essex and Leeds broke covid-19 regulations and travelled to Tenby over Easter to try and see Wally (so named after Where’s Wally) and crowded him with jet skis and surfboards and stuff, so he’s not been seen since Monday. We don’t know yet if he’s moved to a secluded spot again, or left Wales entirely.
But, you know, I doubt we were going to have Wally for much longer anyway, since they need to head back home again at some point. Godspeed, Wally. May your fish be ever plentiful.
The English went back home and Wally came back to Tenby! We stan a true Welsh icon, folks.
Some facts about Wally:
She is named after Where’s Wally because she is hard to spot
She was previously in Ireland, and then secluded beaches in Pembrokeshire, but has really taken a shine to Tenby, which is a delightful village
She has a scar on one flipper but it’s long-healed and doesn’t seem to bother her
She is the southern-most walrus ever spotted in the wild!
The current theory as to how she got here is that she fell asleep on an ice floe that drifted south, but she’s not bothered about returning yet
She’s believed to be two years old
Her gender is still a bit of a mystery but we seem to be leaning female
This story on Wales Online claims she’s believed to be male, but then uses female pronouns. It also features a video of some Welsh people chatting about Wally, including a child whose first language is very clearly Welsh and by the end of his part is struggling to think of things to say about the walrus in English.
WALLY UPDATE!!
The Western Telegraph has opted for male pronouns, and is being very firm that Wally is male, although other news outlets are still all over the place. But what has Wally been up to the past few days?
He is rapidly gaining weight, and is still giving no cause for concern to either of the organisations watching him (which are the RSPCA a bit and Welsh Marine Life Rescue a lot; this is funny though because a walrus is so far outside of the wheelhouse of either of those organisations like we’re all just guessing here, lads)
His delinquent ways have continued - he has now attempted to climb onto multiple buoys (all unsuccessfully) and at one point nearly got a mooring rope stuck around his neck.
Has he learned from this?
FOLKS HE HAS NOT!
He is now a Fashion Icon. He has surfaced multiple times wearing accessories in his moustache. Mostly this has been shells, but three days ago he upped his fashion game by wearing this starfish:
What an Icon.
The photographer of this picture, one Amy Compton who has been Wally’s official photographer since the start, has been making these delightful Wally masks (inset). They sell for £5, of which £1 goes to Welsh Marine Life Rescue. If you would like your own Wally mask, contact her here!
My mother came for a visit today and we checked and Tenby is an hour away from me, so we went for a Lovely Day Trip to Find a Walrus.
Friends, I took the shittest photo there has ever been of a Walrus. But I absolutely did get to see em.
A lifeboat wandered by to check em out at one point, and ey just… sank. Just dropped below the surface like Homer Simpson moving backwards into a hedge. After a while the boat left, and Wally surfaced again.
I can now confirm that ey really, really likes blowing water around like a whale, and also kept eyeing up that buoy next to em.
Also, I had entirely forgotten how comically beautiful Tenby is, but that’s an aside
Time for a Wally Update!!!
It’s only a little one, but apparently we’re getting Serious about this walrus, lads - the police are now stepping in to say that anyone interfering with Wally (examples of this interference to date: throwing things at him, taking boats and paddle boards out to him, throwing fish overboard to tempt him closer, etc) is committing a criminal offence and we must send evidence of Assholes to them. So that’s fun!
Meanwhile, the tense stand-off between the RNLI and Wally continues over Who Gets To Use The Lifeboat Slipway. Here is a picture of Wally in full delinquent mode.
What a public menace.
Time for the weekly Wally news!
Here is the problem with 2,500 lbs of predatory sea potato using the slipway of a lifeboat station as a spa bed: sometimes, canoeists get in trouble near Stackpole and need rescuing and then some underwhelmed Welsh coast guard is going to have to try to chase said predatory sea potato off the slipway so they can launch the boat.
Here is the problem with that scenario: an underwhelmed Welsh coast guard basically views 2,500 lbs of predatory sea potato as a sort of ornery gelatinous cow, and so will try to do this with, and I am not making this up, a broom. But a ton of overgrown seal has no fear of brooms, so the attempt is not entirely successful under time-sensitive conditions while canoeists are actively drowning 10 miles away.
Solution? An air horn.
Which did work long enough to get the boat out, and then Wally clambered back aboard barely minutes later and fell asleep again. So trick learned, I guess.
Anyway, since I’ve apparently become Tumblr’s primary Wally journalist, I thought I’d go for a cheeky visit again today so I could report on their condition FIRST HAND (you’re all welcome, I have incredible integrity). Today I tried using a binocular over my phone camera with was extremely stressful and moderately successful - and I have two pieces of NEWS.
Story the First
Two dinghies with divers aboard suddenly turned up and sailed right up to them. There are Welsh Marine Life Rescue volunteers everywhere, and one woman immediately yelled “YOU ARE TOO CLOSE. MOVE AWAY.”
Everyone on the cliff went silent. The boats went closer.
“YOU ARE BREAKING THE LAW,” yelled the beachmaster. “MOVE AWAY.”
Tumblrs, they did not.
“CAN YOU HEAR ME?” she yelled. “MOVE AWAY.”
At which point, the whole fucken cliff starts joining in, because Welsh people are Like That.
“Move away!”
“Leave ‘im alone, mun!”
“Move away, butt, what you doing!”
“He’s the size of an ‘orse, bois, can’t you see ‘im from here?!”
“Bloody move you fucks, you’ll scare ‘im away again!”
(That last one was, I swear, an eighty year old woman.)
The boats, suddenly being yelled at by a whole cliff of Welsh people, sailed away. Later, we followed the beachmaster who was now on a mission, and found her with a couple of community police officers ripping the shit out of the divers. It was very satisfying.
Story the Second
I mentioned my binocular and phone trick. It came in handy. At first it gave me some very satisfying shots for a distance picture on a phone camera:
But, you know, whatever.
But THEN I got this picture:
which I got 0.256778 seconds before that majestic Arctic beast of purest beautiful nature untamed FELL OFF THE SIDE OF THE SLIPWAY LIKE A CAT THAT GOT TOO CLOSE TO A TABLE EDGE
Wally was fine, the seagull to the right was traumatised.
This is not an update as such but my friend Chris who I took with me to get the scoop on Wally on Sunday had a real camera with him, and he has produced a WAY better photo than I did, and I want you all to see Just How Louche a Walrus is capable of looking:
Handsome boi
Okay, so this post went from 24,000 notes to 40,000 overnight, and I am getting a lot of important scientific queries about Wally! So I shall call upon my expertise as a skilled journalist of huge integrity and also a genuine, actual lecturer in environmental science to answer them all as best I can. I shall also use pictures.
1. When did this happen?
I have included many links in this thread to news articles on Wally, each of which is dated, so you can check those for accurate dates; but, xe turned up in Ireland in March 2021, and then made hir way to Pembrokeshire, Wales end of March. Xe reached Tenby a week or so later in April, and now refuses to leave. As of this update (6th May, 2021) xe’s still there and chillin’ - my friend Chris’ louche photo there was taken on Sunday the 2nd May.
I shall date all updates from now on. Apologies for this uncharacteristic lapse in my journalistic performance. I have let Wally down.
2. “Oh my god do you guys call Waldo Wally?!??”
Folks!! Folks so many of you are doing this!!! But here’s the thing!!!
Where’s Wally is a British series and that’s the original name!!! It has been translated and regionalised around the world, and the name was changed in 28 of them!! A sizeable number don’t even sound like ‘Wally’!!! In France he’s Charlie! In Lithuania he’s Jonas! In Arabic versions he’s Fuḍūlī!!!
Yet only one nationality is repeatedly reacting with astonishment while assuming theirs is the one true original version!!! Guess which one!!! You have to stop!!! Especially the few who have responded with out and out swearing and aggression when I’ve explained!!! THIS POST IS ABOUT A WALRUS!!!!
3. Is Wally okay in Wales? Does xe need to leave/be moved?
Xe’s currently fine - an Arctic walrus can handle water temperatures of up to 15 degrees celsius, which West Wales is certainly currently accommodating. Xe was also distressingly underweight when first spotted fresh off the ice floe, but we’ve been monitoring hir health and xe’s roughly doubled hir bodyweight and is very healthy. I asked the fishmonger in Tenby if xe’s affecting the catch and the nice man said no and sold me a lemon sole for my mam. So right now, Wally is doing great, all needs met, with no real clashes with other stakeholders (i.e. fishers and that) except for, you know, the one (i.e. the lifeboat people).
However, high summer in Wales is warm enough that the sea will top the temperature threshold. So, we’re expecting Wally to leave by hirself in a month or so, if xe doesn’t decide to move sooner. Whether xe decides to swim all the way back home, or xe starts just moving north along the western coast and next turns up in the Isle of Mann or Scotland to continue hir holiday of the Celtic Ring remains to be seen. But, xe’ll do it hirself eventually, so it’s down to us to just keep hir happy and healthy for as long as xe chooses to stay.
4. I think Wally is female!
Yeah, maybe
5. I think Wally is male!
Very possibly
6. I think walruses have no concept of gender!
Almost definitely
7. What’s Walrus in Welsh?
They’re not native, so the Cymricisation “walrws” is getting a lot of use - but, Welsh is nothing if not poetic, so in official literature it’s “morfarch”, which means “sea stallion” or “sea knight” depending on your dialect.
8. Did they really use a broom and an airhorn on Wally?!
Here is a forlorn coast guard attempting to shift hir with a broom:
And here is the same coastguard attempting to shift hir with an airhorn:
9. I cannot believe this walrus is a delinquent!!!
Very well. Here is Wally’s criminal case file, including photographic evidence of two boarded boats and hir mugshot:
Update time! Datestamp: 10th May 2021. And as this post is becoming hellishly long, I think it’s probably best if I start using Read Mores after a couple of inches of scroll space. Uh, sorry about the rambling length, folks, I apparently just have a lot to say about a walrus and also many pictures.
Anyway, Wales is weathering a storm at the minute, so the sea is currently pretty rough - turns out, Wally likes staying out at sea during this time because they’re a sucker for a wave machine, and same, Wally, same, wave machines are banging. What this means is that they aren’t about much at the minute, but as the sea calms over the next few days the prediction is that they’ll return to the slipway, climb aboard and then drop spark the fuck out for a few days to rest.
SO, speaking of that SLIPWAY and the CRIMES of this delinquent…
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Alright, gang, BRACE YOURSELVES because there’s a Wally update incoming!
And it may be the last! Or maybe not, it all depends on what Wally decides to do.
Anyway, it’s 26th May 2021, and to tempt you to click the Read More, I offer these two photos of Wally actually being induced to finally fucken move after the underwhelmed Welsh coast guard had the bright idea of spraying him gently with a hose to mimic rain:
Elegance and grace. What a majestic creature.
BUT, my friends, there have been DEVELOPMENTS!
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OKAY SO I KNOW I SAID THAT WAS THE LAST BUT
Datestamp: 30th May, 2021. Uh, Wally has decided on more shenanigans, starting, I shit you not, with continuing that trip of the Celtic Ring by going even further south to fecking Brittany, in France, and yes! Yes, I did make that joke! I did not expect it to come true!! But here we are!!
In fact, he overshot Brittany and hit the town of Les Sables d’Olonne, a bit further south along the coast. Where, NATURALLY, he promptly found a brand new slipway to terrorise, and a brand new piece of maritime safety infrastructure to block.
French fishermen report that he seems “interested” in their boats, and we all know how that will end.
Except, it seems his crimes are starting to catch up with him. Warning for news of minor walrus injury under the cut (he’s fine, no pictures).
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This walrus will not let me rest. Just let me rest, Wally. Let me sleep.
Datestamp: 3rd June, 2021. You’ll all recall that the last we saw of our hefty oceanic bandit, he got hit by a boat while trying to steal it in France, as he so often does. Oh no! we all thought. What if Wally is hurt! We hope he recovers! We hope he learns to leave boats alone, and also turns the fuck around and swims to cooler waters!
Folks, he has learned ZERO LESSONS.
HE’S IN LA ROCHELLE
Quote from the local Gendamerie: “Checked Friday, May 28th by the nautical brigade in the port of La Rochelle, this walrus has been uncooperative.“
HOT OFF THE PRESS (I am a journalist of superlative integrity, it is often said)
Datestamp 5th June 2021, and he’s in Spain. He’s in Spain. He’s headed for fucken Galicia after all, lads. He’s heading south. Given that my every joking prediction has so far come true, I’m terrified to make the obvious joke that he’s heading for Patagonia. GO TO SCOTLAND, WALLY. GO TO FECKING SCOTLAND.
Anyway, here’s a clip of him in Bilbao, northern Spain, and also, there’s some extra news: after months of back-and-forth and guesswork, we do now have concrete evidence of Wally’s sex, including photographs. NSFW pics under the cut.
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Captain’s log, star date 14th June 2021, and he’s in Santander. No, not the bank. The Spanish city, capitol of Cantabria, which is interesting given that Cantabria IS A CELTIC NAME, so the journey continues. Asturias and Gallicia beckon.
Here is a picture of him having climbed aboard yet another boat.
And this article has a link to a video of him boarding a pier back in La Rochelle, to the bemusement of some French fishermen (side note, it is very endearing that the Western Telegraph, a Pembrokeshire newspaper, is still closely following Wally’s adventures).
WILL HE GO BACK NORTH?!? Well, let’s see how he feels once he’s done Galicia.
Do you love the colour of the walrus?
Anyway, folks I have MIXED news. The good news is, after spending a worrying month heading closer and closer to the equator and then vanishing for two weeks, our fave oceanic chongus has finally, mercifully, turned the fuck around! He’s coming back home apparently, and has turned up in the Isles of Scilly, a small chain of islands off the toe of Cornwall. Hopefully, he’ll take a week there to feed and rest and then continue his journey north. We may yet see him make landfall in Scotland.
Here’s the bad news:
HIS CRIMES CONTINUE.
Datestamp: 26th June, 2021
DO YOU WANT TO SEE A WALRUS BEING TOWED?!?
YEAH you do, click the Read More
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6th July 2021, and I shit you not, WALLY IS NOW OUTLAWED IN THE ISLES OF SCILLY.
Well, his crimes were always going to catch up with him eventually.
He’s now sunk multiple boats, and England is a very different place to Wales, so they’re trying to evict him. “He may prevent emergency response vessels from being immediately operational,” say British Divers Marine Life Rescue, as though he hasn’t already done this repeatedly in Tenby and the solution hasn’t been found to be an airhorn and a garden hose (the results of hardworking Welsh scientists are oft-ignored). In any case, The Walrus Must Go.
Anyway, how to get him to clear off?
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Hello Wally Watchers, and welcome back to Do You Love The Colour Of The Walrus!
Apologies for being so lax with updates, I’m trying to wait for a chunk of news these days in a vain bid to keep this post to a slightly more manageable length (cue hysterical laughter). But, as the number of messages in my inbox demanding news hits twenty three, let’s see what Wally is up to! And lads, there’s some big news!
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BRACE YOURSELVES, FOLKS
FOR I BRING GLORIOUS TIDINGS
Okay so last time I posted, Wally had made his way back to Ireland and was having a grand old time finding new boats to sink. That was back in August! So long ago.
Datestamp: 22nd September, 2021, and have I got news for you.
OP here. Fortunately I actually do speak much Welsh, plus am married to a whole family of professional translators, so I can confidently tell you that you’re entirely wrong. ‘Big sea’ would be 'môr fawr’. Morfarch is from môr (sea) and march (stallion or knight) depending on your dialect, which then mutates to farch.
every time i start to feel cringe for being too deep in the hyperfixation i remember the intense depression i have waded through and have to remind myself that enjoyment is fleeting (so grab it with both hands), and life is for loving (so hold that love close), and if anyone thinks i’m cringe they must not be having a very good time (and i hope they can find a good time soon).
[tags via : @heavenly-havoc]
Shout out to that one Disney short they made in 1995 to play in front of A Goofy Movie by the French Disney team which directly parodied The Exorcist because early 90s Disney just did whatever the fuck they wanted
hey. hey what
HEY. WHAT.
It's called "Runaway Brain" :3 Disney has a love/hate relationship with it because it's extremely beloved and held in high regard but also it does NOT fit their modern image so they can't promote or release it to any wide capacity because it would 100% terrify children.
Oh some of you didn't know about this, huh?
Anyway
This really is a lost gem. The jokes come at you in rapid fire pace, Mickey actually has flaws which makes him more relatable, the animation by the French team is amazing, and the number of Easter eggs crammed into this short is crazy.
Like to give you an idea of how fast some of these jokes go by, when the monster is screaming at Mickey’s face you can see Zazu from The Lion King coming out of the monster’s mouth in a single frame. Also, the mad scientist who does the brain transfer is named Dr. Frankenollie (Frank and Ollie were two of Disney’s original 9 old men) and is voiced by Kelsey Grammer.
This short was buried because the executives were terrified that it was “too edgy” for their brand, despite them requesting it be edgy in the first place! And that’s kinda laughable to look back on now because the 2013 Paul Rudish Mickey Mouse revival has done far crazier things with Mickey and the gang than this little horror short ever did!
not to sound like the friend that's too woke but why does this police station toyset for a 5yr old need a weapons safe full of tiny toy-sized automatic rifles. just asking.
Reminds me of this one:

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I don't think people who come from wattpad after the purge and now want ao3 to have its own official app understand that one of the main reasons behind the recent wattpad purge that drove them to ao3 was due to pressure from appstore demanding wattpad to be more strict and follow appstore's policy. wattpad complied in order for its app to be able to remain on appstore. thus the wattpad purge.
ao3 doesn't have an app because for it to have an app, appstore will have to approve it first. and if, hypothetically, ao3 needs appstore to approve it, it will also have to abide by appstore's pro-censorship stance and start banning dark and taboo fics, which is against its own core principle of being completely against censorship.
ao3 doesn't need an app. it works more than fine without an app. the reason ao3 can allow dark and taboo fics, the reason it can allow the most disgusting and shockingly vile fics, and be completely against censorship is because it doesn't need appstore's approval. it stands on its own as a non-profit organization with functioning site and a team of lawyers protecting its platform, its users, and every single fanwork on its platform.
everybody say thank you ao3
here's the list of things you need to know about ao3 if you're new to the platform
AO3 does not, will not, has NEVER had an app. If you think that you found “the ao3 app,” that’s not the ao3 app
its all about the jaws and the paws
i said the jaws!
and the paws!
and just a little bit of style