Synthetic Adrenaline

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TON-618 sounds fun. Being spaghettified would probably feel good on my lower back. Next person wins a badly behaved pet mammoth who won't stop pooping on everything and destroying property.

Try gently changing the subject. Let someone talk about their boyfriend/girlfriend for a bit if they truly have something to say, but then mention something else and steer the conversation on to it. Complain about how you just blundered your queen while playing chess, or talk about the electric blue damselfly you saw earlier :D

It's normal. It's fine if you can go from 0-100 without having to get to know someone but it's also fine if you can't.

For me it isn't that I don't have them it's that a) I'm a big ol introvert and relationships quickly just get to feel too much like people-time and b) I'm very pragmatic and not too feelings-oriented. I see love as simply a hormone rush and I don't really take it any more seriously than I do when I feel my adrenal glands producing adrenaline after drinking a can of Red Bull. IDK. There are 8 billion people on the planet. The idea of seeing just one as special and having a relationship with them just seems a bit silly. They're a human who burps and farts and makes mistakes like anybody else.

London's not bad! Next person wins one hour in a really boring room with no games or books and dull grey-brown decor.

Next person gets a talking black widow spider who won't stop telling offensive jokes and making sexual innuendos.

I've honestly forced myself to consider whether I'm actually avoidant and I don't think so. It isn't that I fear relationships. I find them deeply enriching for a short while and then I just NEED my solitude back. I like my freedom.

Try and remember that in the grand scheme of things it really doesn't matter if you're aromantic or not. It's not a sin to be aromantic but it also doesn't matter if you decide you are then change your mind. You're not harming anyone. I would also go to the doctor about the hallucinations because those are not normal. You may have a serious neurological issue that needs treatment.

Imma do one more nope themed story and then I'll try and have a bit more imagination prompt: write an episode of Resident Evil in which a virus has leaked but with a twist: instead of attacking people the victims lose their vocabulary and can only say the word nope. Alice is confused and has no idea how to proceed; all her martial arts skills are a bit useless against an incessant chant of 'nope' Title: Resident Evil: The "Nope" Outbreak INT. UMBRELLA CORPORATION FACILITY - LAB - NIGHT The sterile lab is dimly lit, filled with rows of futuristic computer terminals, glass chambers containing grotesque experiments, and biohazard signs plastered everywhere. ALICE, a fearless and battle-hardened operative, stands in the middle of the lab, a pistol in hand, ready to confront the imminent threat. Her surroundings are eerily quiet. ALICE (whispering to herself) What the hell happened here? Alice's heart races as she scans the room. Something is terribly wrong. She cautiously approaches one of the computer terminals and begins typing in commands to access the facility's surveillance footage. INT. UMBRELLA CORPORATION FACILITY - SURVEILLANCE ROOM - NIGHT On the bank of monitors, Alice sees chaotic scenes from various parts of the facility. Scientists and guards are stumbling around, clutching their heads in confusion. They seem disoriented, their expressions vacant. But the most chilling part is what they're saying—over and over again. VICTIM 1 (panicked) Nope! Nope! Nope! VICTIM 2 (desperate) Nope, nope, nope! Alice watches in horror as the contagion spreads, infecting one person after another. ALICE (to herself) What the...? Suddenly, the facility's PA system crackles to life. PA SYSTEM (distorted voice) Attention, all personnel. A Level-7 biohazard breach has occurred. All survivors are advised to proceed to the quarantine zone for immediate containment. Nope. ALICE (confused) "Nope"? What kind of virus is this? Alice's training has prepared her for countless scenarios, but this is like nothing she's ever encountered before. She begins to retrace her steps, searching for clues in the lab. Her martial arts skills, honed through countless battles, feel utterly useless against this bizarre outbreak. INT. UMBRELLA CORPORATION FACILITY - LAB - CONTINUOUS Alice examines vials of various substances, scientific journals, and lab notes. She finds an audio recording on one of the computer terminals and presses play. DR. CARTER (distressed) This is Dr. Carter. We've had a containment breach in the lab. The virus... it's not what we expected. It's... it's taken away our ability to communicate, except for one word: "Nope." We've lost control. I don't know how this happened. ALICE (grim realization) So, it's not just here. It's everywhere in the facility. Alice continues to explore the lab, searching for any clues that might lead to a solution. She stumbles upon a vial containing a green substance, labeled "Potential Antidote." With no other options, she decides to take it with her. EXT. UMBRELLA CORPORATION FACILITY - QUARANTINE ZONE - NIGHT Alice navigates her way through the facility, encountering more "Nope"-chanting victims along the way. She finally reaches the quarantine zone, where a small group of survivors has gathered. ALICE (urgent) Listen up, everyone. I think I found a potential antidote. It might reverse the effects of the virus. We have to try it. SURVIVOR 1 (no confidence) Nope. SURVIVOR 2 (skeptical) Nope, nope. Alice realizes that convincing the survivors to take the antidote won't be easy. She carefully administers the antidote to herself, hoping that it will work. INT. UMBRELLA CORPORATION FACILITY - QUARANTINE ZONE - CONTINUOUS Slowly, Alice begins to feel a change. Her head clears, and her speech returns to normal. ALICE (grinning) It worked! I can talk again! The survivors watch her in awe, gradually gaining confidence in the antidote. SURVIVOR 3 (cautious) Maybe...maybe it's worth a shot. One by one, the survivors take the antidote. As they regain their ability to communicate, they start formulating a plan to contain the outbreak and find the source of the mysterious virus. ALICE (determined) Let's find out how this happened and put an end to it. We're not saying "nope" to that. The group of survivors, led by Alice, prepares to confront the unknown force that has turned their world into a nightmare of "nope." The battle for answers begins as they venture deeper into the heart of the Umbrella Corporation facility, determined to uncover the truth and save what's left of their world.

next person wins a really annoying pet monkey who flings his poop at anyone who annoys him

I love it! prompt: write a story in which malicious aliens abduct someone and attempt to harvest his adrenal glands but he says 'nope' and the aliens back down from the mystical powers of the word Nope (nope is my favorite word lol I love saying nope) ChatGPT: In the dimly lit room of an alien spacecraft, a solitary figure lay bound to a cold, metallic table. John, an ordinary human from Earth, had been abducted by a group of malicious extraterrestrials with sinister intentions. Their elongated, gray bodies and large, black eyes were a chilling sight, and their motives were even more terrifying. These otherworldly beings had traveled across galaxies to do one thing - harvest the adrenal glands from their human victims. They believed that consuming these glands would grant them immense power and longevity. John, however, was not about to become a victim of their gruesome feast. As the aliens prepared their instruments and hovered menacingly above John, he mustered every ounce of courage he had left. With beads of sweat forming on his forehead, he took a deep breath and uttered a single word, "Nope." The aliens, taken aback by the simplicity of the word, hesitated. They exchanged baffled glances, their telepathic communication buzzing with uncertainty. "What did he just say?" one alien whispered to another. "I think he said 'nope,' sir," the other replied. "Is that some kind of Earthling defense mechanism?" the commander asked, perplexed. John, sensing their confusion, seized the opportunity. He repeated the word, this time with more determination, "Nope!" The word "nope" echoed through the spacecraft, resonating in the minds of the aliens. A sense of unease washed over them, as if the word held some mystical power they couldn't comprehend. The commander, growing increasingly anxious, questioned his crew. "Are we sure we want to proceed with this? What if 'nope' is a potent Earthling spell?" The aliens, now deeply unnerved, exchanged fearful glances. They had never encountered anything like this before. Their advanced technology and formidable abilities had no defense against the mystical power of the word "nope." John, seizing the moment, continued to repeat the word with even more fervor. "Nope! Nope! Nope!" he chanted, his voice growing stronger with each utterance. The aliens, unable to bear the intensity of the word any longer, made a hasty decision. They released their captive, unbinding him from the cold table. Their eyes, once filled with malice, now displayed only fear and confusion. Without wasting a moment, John scrambled to his feet and headed for the spacecraft's exit. The aliens, still reeling from the encounter, offered no resistance as he made his escape. As John rushed back to Earth, he couldn't help but marvel at the incredible power of the word "nope." It seemed that in the face of the unknown, sometimes a simple refusal could be the most potent weapon of all. And so, John returned to his home planet, forever grateful for the mystical power of that one word that had saved him from becoming an alien delicacy. As for the extraterrestrials, they learned a valuable lesson that day: when a human says "nope," it's best to listen and back down from their inexplicable, otherworldly powers.

I know it's ridiculously childish for a 33 year old but I love making ChatGPT write silly stories. Post yours here! I'll go first... prompt: write a story about a zombie virus but instead of attacking people the victims lose their vocabulary and can only say the word 'nope' ChatGPT: In a world not so different from our own, an unusual and perplexing phenomenon began to unfold. A bizarre virus, unlike any other, began to spread, leaving communities bewildered and scientists scratching their heads. This was not the typical zombie apocalypse where the infected craved human flesh; instead, it was a mysterious affliction that robbed people of their ability to communicate, reducing their vocabulary to a single word: "nope." The virus, which came to be known as the "Nope Virus," started in a small town nestled between rolling hills. At first, it seemed like a minor inconvenience. A person would wake up one day and find themselves struggling to express their thoughts. Sentences once filled with rich vocabulary and meaningful exchanges had now devolved into a repetitive chorus of "nope." As the virus spread, so did the confusion and frustration. People who were once teachers, doctors, and artists found themselves stripped of their identities and passions, reduced to a single, monotonous response. Families struggled to communicate, friends grew distant, and society began to fracture. Among the chaos, a linguist named Dr. Emily Miller emerged as a beacon of hope. Fascinated by the linguistic puzzle, she dedicated herself to understanding the virus and finding a cure. She believed that buried within the monosyllabic repetition was a hidden message, a key to reversing the effects of the Nope Virus. Dr. Miller established a research center in the heart of the outbreak, where she and her team tirelessly studied the infected individuals. They observed their behaviors, brain patterns, and any variations in the way they pronounced "nope." Over time, they discovered that the infected individuals seemed to experience moments of clarity, fleeting instances where their eyes held a spark of recognition. Through extensive research, Dr. Miller theorized that the virus was attacking specific neural pathways related to language and communication. She believed that by triggering these moments of clarity and stimulating the dormant parts of the brain, she could help the infected break free from the shackles of "nope." Months turned into years as Dr. Miller's work progressed. She developed experimental treatments, combining neuroscience, psychology, and unconventional methods. She organized support groups where infected individuals could connect and share their experiences, even if it was through the limited medium of "nope." Finally, a breakthrough came when Dr. Miller discovered a pattern in the brain activity of those rare moments of clarity. With cautious optimism, she devised a treatment that involved exposing the infected to carefully crafted audiovisual stimuli designed to activate those specific neural pathways. The initial trials showed promising results. As news of the breakthrough spread, hope began to bloom once again. Families held on to the possibility of reuniting with their loved ones in meaningful conversations. The infected clung to the idea that they could break free from their linguistic prison. Over time, with persistence and determination, Dr. Miller's treatment succeeded in reversing the effects of the Nope Virus. Those who had been silenced for so long regained their ability to speak, their vocabularies returning to them like a floodgate had been opened. The town that had once been enveloped in monotonous "nopes" echoed with laughter, tears, and heartfelt conversations. The experience left a lasting impact on society. People learned not to take communication for granted and developed a newfound appreciation for language. The bonds that had been strained were now stronger than ever before, and the world emerged from the brink of linguistic collapse with a renewed sense of unity. The Nope Virus became a testament to human resilience and the power of communication. And as the town and its people rebuilt their lives, they held onto the lessons learned during the bewildering time when all they could say was "nope."

I would rather crap my pants in public than get married.

I'm offended you have a Windows icon as yours.

EWW Peach pie?

'404 not found'

I can't find it now this is odd

Q: What are you doing in those stupid neon pink ten inch heels? A: Farting at a funeral

'I’m mapping this crap out'

It does. Now people pester and annoy the tar out of you because they want you to cook for them. I wish for a hyacinth macaw

Also - it's not so much that I wanted something for myself personally. I just notice a lot of posts about people drifting away from friends and thought why not organize something?

I meant virtually lol. I wasn't really looking for an aces and aros group so much as a general club for meeting up and doing some sort of activity. I just noticed there's so many posts about loneliness and thought why not try and come up with a solution

Some context here: I notice a lot of people post about being lonely or being left behind when friends get into relationships and marriages, but are not sure what to do about it. Would anyone be interested in starting some sort of general non-sexual meetup group where people could meet each other, do activities possibly, and otherwise have a community? I admit I'm not sure what that would look like but we could discuss that and vote on it if necessary. I do think some sort of structured activity - maybe even a virtual choir - would be a good idea because if a friendship is built on just talking then people tend to run out of subject matter to talk about. Thoughts? PM me if interested. I just thought that if I can see a problem I might as well get off my butt (well, sit ON my butt, I'm at a computer right now haha) and take steps towards a solution.

I've also had people drift away. I don't really blame them. Ultimately...someone has to get married, have kids and prioritize those kids or the human race would die out. At the same time, I'd like some human contact sometimes other than a mentally disabled family member making incessant high-pitched hissing noises. I am a huge introvert but even I do need to talk to people and be part of a group and hissing noises aren't exactly a meaningful interaction. I have vague ideas for starting some sort of organization where aros, aces or just not-very-interested-in-relationships type people can meet and do activities but exactly how to go about it I am not sure yet. Would you be up for starting a discord group or a mailing list? Or perhaps a Zoom group?