unopenablebox

aaargh blood

So I just learned that the way Ultima Online was originally programmed, a player was a “container” housing their inventory, the inventory was coded as a “map,” and horses, when first introduced, were coded as an invisible inventory item (pants) until called and mounted.

But for the first 24 hours or so, someone had forgotten to code it so they reverted to an item when put away.

So while this wasn’t actually visible, the horses wound up behaving in the inventory map as they would when released into the wild.

Which means that the horses were wandering freely inside of the player characters, picking up some of their items, eating the ones that qualified as food items, and since there had never before been a need to give the inventory map any boundaries, the horse pants and their stolen items would eventually wander off into oblivion.

literalliterature:

@unopenablebox Will you accept fanart instead?

the-thrill-be-damned:

She had a name, she had a spirit
She had a line in the play if you waited to hear it
But a master of disguises
Her demise was her design, they said
Was it the mending of the gown
Or the running, and the running, and the running it around?
She said, “My name and my spirit are both corrupt
And if you hold me close, you gotta hold me up!”

(Source: https://www.youtube.com/)

striders:

leader of a trio of college kids waking past me at walmart: okay. mission number two, finding where the popcorn is.

his friend: wait, what was mission number one?

leader: fucking getting here, travis.

trainthief:

me, circa early 1800s, paying a stable boy a few coppers to ride overnight to deliver you an urgent letter with a thick wax seal that after you struggle to break it just says “bitch!” in tiny little writing

softtrade:

The modern descendent of college slam poetry is the ted talk

brainstatic:

brainstatic:

I want a Santa movie where he’s actually Saint Nicholaos of Myra. Three kids run away from home and find a portal to the Council Of Nicaea in 325 AD. Then the kids watch him debate the promulgation of canon law. In the end they return home and tell their parents that presents aren’t important so long as Pentecost is counted 50 days after Easter on the Roman solar calendar and not the Jewish lunar calendar.

And the kids tell their parents the whole story and the dad is like “those kids and their imaginations.” But then he sees a piece of paper in the dog’s mouth and goes “whatcha got there boy? Is that…orders from the Holy See that the schismatic bishop Meletius is to remain in Lycopolis and keep his episcopal title but the ecclesiastics ordained by him must again receive the laying of hands? But…how?” And then he gazes off to the sky and you hear a light jingling of bells and then a voice over goes “Ho ho ho! The baptisms performed by the Paulian heretics are invalid! Merry Christmas!”