Post #2238780

2026-05-06 17:48 UTC

Children excitedly whisper of old* Granny Segfault's arrival, knowing she'll have likely have a new 8-bit game for them to play, and of course to give scritches to her adorable traveling companion MingMing if they dare (rumors abound that it's actually her familiar and not a real cat). *not that old, but the years of the AI-FOSS Wars did take their toll #monkandrobot #permacomputing

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@bugwhisperer@blahaj.zone 2026-05-20 19:05

[3/?] Wiping her brow for what seemed like the thousandth time, as Kate squinted down at the circuit board with it's mess of wires in front of her, soldering iron in hand, the arid smell of solder hanging the air. She muttered under her breath as the last light of the day faded from the small window above the workbench, "They should treat these consoles with more care. Do they think silicon grows on trees?" A meow of agreement emanated from her lap where her cat MingMing lay resting. A sharp knock on her cart's door shattered the quiet. Granny whipped her head around, biting back a curse, as the edge of the hot iron grazed her finger in the momentary lapse of concentration. No matter, she'd apply a Knotroot herbal balm to it after seeing to whatever this was. "Coming! Coming!" she called out, maneuvering herself between the stacks of books, electronics bins of spare parts and wires, until reaching the door at the rear of the cart. Glancing out the small door window, she smiled upon seeing it was Ang, the village spokesperson. Ang was one of the first to welcome her into village and gave her a chance to help out with repairs and other tasks. She owed her life to Ang. Over the years the two had grown closer and Ang was one of the few people she considered a close friend that could be trusted with anything. #permacomputing #GrannySegfault #creativewriting #solarpunk #monkandrobot

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