♥ ren. 30s, AuDHD + chronic illness
♥ queue is almost always up
♥ back in my 90s era
don't quit before the miracle happens
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Short list this time since I also wrote a little discovery fic for the phone.
You guys have my full permission to use anything in these posts for writing or drawing. Just tag me so I can yell about it, please!
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Grace is bored. Bored, bored, bored. Capital B, bored.
Rocky, his partner in crime and entertainment is currently 2 hours deep into his 6 hour nap leaving Grace on his own in these enrichment deprived times. He's currently laying starfished on the floor of the dormitory running through every project they've come up with to fill time and get ready for arriving to Erid but none of them are sparking joy at the moment.
Grace groans, rolling onto his stomach and thumping his head on the floor hard enough for Armando to chirp in concern.
“It's fine, I'm fine, everything is fine,” he mumbles into the floor, “Not going crazy or nothin'.”
Armando chirps in a decidedly disbelieving way but returns to standby anyway.
Another minute passes before Grace fails his legs in frustration like a toddler and introduces his toes to the wall -hard-. He yelps, pulling his leg up to grab his toes so he can continue rolling around the floor like an idiot.
“Oh, sugar honey iced tea, that was a bad idea. Mother fluffer.”
He almost doesn't hear the panel he kicked fall to the floor..
“Oh good, now I'm breaking the ship,” he wheezes, “Sorry, Mary.”
“Apology accepted, Dr. Grace.”
He drags himself over to pop the panel back into place when he notices a device crammed between the wire bundles. Carefully, in case it's actually a part of the system, he works it out from the space and finds himself holding a smart phone with OLESYA written in silver sharpie on the back.
Heck yeah, contraband.
He sends a quick thank you to his crewmate before scrambling to the junk drawer for a suitable charging cable. Gosh he hopes this thing has games on it. Not that the laptops don't, but playing Candy Crush on anything but a phone feels like sacrilege. Knowing Olesya this thing probably has half the app store installed with all the ads removed.
He crows in delight when he finds the right charging cord and nearly vibrates while the thing charges to 10% before he can't handle it any longer and powers it on. In true Olesya fashion, the power up screen has been modded to say “Go Fuck Yourself :)” in Russian before bringing up the lock screen which is the Hail Mary patch edited so the ship is a vibrator. Grace has to hold back tears because it's so her that it hurts. Luckily, she didn't set a password so a quick swipe opens the device.
Yao, Olesya, and Dubois stand proudly behind a mess of apps littering the home screen. Grace can almost feel his attention span shorten as he scrolls through his new entertainment options before opening the settings to check the storage limits and cackling at the absurd amount of space she'd managed to stuff into this off brand monstrosity.
The gallery storage managed to catch his attention as he closed settings. It was taking up nearly a quarter of the storage space and he needed to know what the heck Olesya was hoarding in there, hopefully it wasn't just porn.
It was not.
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When Rocky finally woke up it was to Grace holding a small rectangular device and making horrific choking sounds. His glasses were pushed up into his hair and his face soaked in tears.
“Grace?”
His thumb swiped across the surface of the rectangle and he let out another awful squealing sound.
“Grace?!”
Grace raised his hand in a “hang on” position before setting the rectangle down and launching into a coughing fit.
Ah, wait, Grace is laughing. Rocky vented a sigh and resettled into a “loaf” to wait for Grace to “get his shit together”. It took about five rounds of calming down and then immediately starting to giggle again before Grace was finally able to at least communicate that Rocky needed his light reader before falling into yet another giggle fit.
“Guh! OK,” Grace managed to croak out. He'd crawl over to rest his back against the xenonite tunnel so Rocky could get a good shot at the screen of the rectangle.
“I found this in the wall about four hours ago-”
“What is?”
“Uh, cellphone. I think I kinda explained it a while ago? The whole Apple vs Android rant?”
Rocky nodded, “Consumer loyalty.”
“Right, this one is specially built by Olesya but the system is based on Android. Overall this is what most cell phones look like, at least when I was on Earth.”
“What use, question? No reach Earth for call.”
“No but this is a smart phone, it's not actually intelligent but it's basically an even more portable laptop. Not as much storage and not great for typing but it condenses several other objects we used to carry around like cameras, notebooks, and even our wallets into one small device.”
Rocky gave an impressed whistle, “So what on cellphone make Grace laugh, question? Thought you got stupider while Rocky sleep and forgot how to breathe.”
Grace stuck his tongue out at him before turning the device on and tapping at the screen, “I found some old pictures and videos from the Project. I think half the storage on this thing is dedicated to the crap we did on Stratt's Vat, she even downloaded a copy of the internal ‘Vatchat’ app.”
Rocky hummed like he knew what Grace was saying.
“Here, let me show you.”
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Carl taking a break on the couch, he's holding a thick novel and wearing itty bitty reading glasses. Grace is being pinned behind Carl to the back of the couch, it looks like he passed out mid-struggle.
Grace, Ilyukhina, and a couple lab techs trying to teach Armando to dance.
Dr. Lamia giving Grace, Ilyukhina, and a couple lab techs a stern lecture for trying to teach Armando to dance.
Compilation of scientists standing up and stretching accompanied by horrific joint cracking.
A sign detailing the newly instated mandatory stretch routine and chiropractor/physio appointments. A note threatening mandatory exercise is scribbled in the bottom corner.
An incident report about citric acid poisoning.
A notes list of all the incredibly out of date sayings that Grace picked up from the older teachers and the old VHS tapes he played for his elementary work-study classes. (Sometimes the American lab techs would go check the calendar date when he said something particularly bad and then yell "It's not 1997, I checked!”.)
A video series styled and edited like the Bill Nye series but it's Grace explaining astrophage and the Hail Mary Project in a kid friendly way. (These were released to the public.)
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it's always wild when you see people go "here's my crazy random throwing-spaghetti-at-the-wall-to-see-what-sticks unrealistic kooky no-evidence-just-vibes unhinged groundless out-of-left-field crack theory" and it's something that's directly and unambiguously stated in the source material and not even as an implication or as subtext but as clear, explicit, unmistakable verbatim quoted text
In a 1996 by-election, one of the candidates for Australia's parliament changed his name to Steve Grim-Reaper so he wouldn't get mixed up with other candidates
Update: Thanks to some brilliant suggestions from you all, we have an even better contender - A man who ran in the 1998 federal election named 'Prime Minister John Piss the Family Court and Legal Aid' who received a whopping 183 votes for the party 'Abolish Child Support'. Sounds like a lovely guy.
Unfortunately for Mr Prime Minister Piss, this name change came back to haunt him after he was denied a passport a few years later due to the name. This led to this quite incredible entry into Australia's case law that is still frequently cited today:
Unfortunately for Pisso, the court ruled that the government was right to deny him a passport, on the grounds that the phrase "Prime Minister" might be considered by some to be offensive.
Australia went on to change the laws around name changes as a result of Mr PM JP, making him the first and last Prime Minister Piss we'll likely ever see on the ballot in our lifetimes, and democracy is all the poorer for it.
So we looked it up and yes, it was indeed the 'Dane' recording studio owner who attempted to stage a fascist uprising in Melbourne (of all places) in the 90s.
This was the last update we could find on him in the news, sounds like he's doing well for himself:
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