From 1ea50da1b5ab752b2ac484ef6bdb6781a7491d6e Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: AltUniverseWash Date: Mon, 30 Nov 2020 12:33:21 -0600 Subject: [PATCH] Changed "a black guy" joke Updated this shitty clunker of a racism joke. --- archive/data/mspa.json | 2 +- archive/data/search.json | 2 +- 2 files changed, 2 insertions(+), 2 deletions(-) diff --git a/archive/data/mspa.json b/archive/data/mspa.json index a157e74..164b247 100644 --- a/archive/data/mspa.json +++ b/archive/data/mspa.json @@ -70251,7 +70251,7 @@ "media": [ "/storyfiles/hs2/02920.gif" ], - "content": "|PESTERLOG|
-- tentacleTherapist [TT] began pestering ectoBiologist [EB] --

TT: John.
EB: blaaauuuuuuuuugh, what happened!!!!!
TT: You were sleeping.
EB: yes, i know!
EB: on the corner of my ghost bed!
EB: in the middle of an oil ocean!
EB: for some reason!!!
TT: Why were you sleeping?
TT: Everywhere I look, I see boys taking naps.
EB: um...
EB: i have no idea.
EB: i don't remember what happened, i was in the middle of helping jade...
EB: and then...
EB: i guess my bed crashed?
EB: and i got knocked out i guess.
EB: i was dreaming.
EB: i couldn't have been out for that long, because my dream was really short.
TT: You weren't.
TT: Ten minutes, I'd say.
TT: What were you dreaming about?
EB: i was on the battlefield again.
EB: but i did not have time to seek the treasure!
TT: I wouldn't imagine so.
EB: but...
EB: i did see a black guy wrapped up in my ghosty bed sheets.
EB: he was acting very suspicious.
TT: A black guy?
EB: oh...
EB: i do not mean like, an african american or anything.
EB: like bill cosby.
TT: Thanks for clearing that up.
EB: r.i.p. bill. :(
EB: this fellow had a hard black shell, like all the dead guys do.
EB: i followed him for a bit...
EB: and then some sorta ruckus transpired, and i woke up.
EB: and now jade won't answer!
EB: do you know if she's ok?
TT: She's fine.
TT: But you're not.
EB: i'm not?
TT: Remember how I said your planet was on fire?
EB: oh yeah...
EB: that didn't by any chance stop being a thing that was true, did it?
TT: It did not.
TT: Do you see that pinkish hue behind you, bleeding over the horizon?
EB: fuck!!!
EB: rose, this is all oil! it'll all just explode any second, won't it???
TT: I don't think the fire's rate of propagation is quite as fast as you're imagining.
TT: But the danger is still significant.
TT: Especially considering that your bed is sinking.
EB: fuuuuuuuuuuuck!!!!!!!
TT: Relax.
TT: Look to your right.", + "content": "|PESTERLOG|
-- tentacleTherapist [TT] began pestering ectoBiologist [EB] --

TT: John.
EB: blaaauuuuuuuuugh, what happened!!!!!
TT: You were sleeping.
EB: yes, i know!
EB: on the corner of my ghost bed!
EB: in the middle of an oil ocean!
EB: for some reason!!!
TT: Why were you sleeping?
TT: Everywhere I look, I see boys taking naps.
EB: um...
EB: i have no idea.
EB: i don't remember what happened, i was in the middle of helping jade...
EB: and then...
EB: i guess my bed crashed?
EB: and i got knocked out i guess.
EB: i was dreaming.
EB: i couldn't have been out for that long, because my dream was really short.
TT: You weren't.
TT: Ten minutes, I'd say.
TT: What were you dreaming about?
EB: i was on the battlefield again.
EB: but i did not have time to seek the treasure!
TT: I wouldn't imagine so.
EB: but...
EB: i did see a weird, short dude wrapped up in my ghosty bed sheets.
EB: he was acting very suspicious.
TT: A weird, short dude?
TT: John that's a... staggeringly unhelpful description.
EB: oh...
EB: you know. he was weird. and short.
EB: like a gnome!
TT: Thanks for clearing that up.
EB: r.i.p. gnomeo. :(
EB: this fellow had a hard black shell, like all the dead guys do.
EB: i followed him for a bit...
EB: and then some sorta ruckus transpired, and i woke up.
EB: and now jade won't answer!
EB: do you know if she's ok?
TT: She's fine.
TT: But you're not.
EB: i'm not?
TT: Remember how I said your planet was on fire?
EB: oh yeah...
EB: that didn't by any chance stop being a thing that was true, did it?
TT: It did not.
TT: Do you see that pinkish hue behind you, bleeding over the horizon?
EB: fuck!!!
EB: rose, this is all oil! it'll all just explode any second, won't it???
TT: I don't think the fire's rate of propagation is quite as fast as you're imagining.
TT: But the danger is still significant.
TT: Especially considering that your bed is sinking.
EB: fuuuuuuuuuuuck!!!!!!!
TT: Relax.
TT: Look to your right.", "next": [ "004822" ], diff --git a/archive/data/search.json b/archive/data/search.json index a32b379..141d077 100644 --- a/archive/data/search.json +++ b/archive/data/search.json @@ -20611,7 +20611,7 @@ }, { "key": "004821", - "content": "John: Answer Rose.###-- tentacleTherapist [TT] began pestering ectoBiologist [EB] --###TT: John.###EB: blaaauuuuuuuuugh, what happened!!!!!###TT: You were sleeping.###EB: yes, i know!###EB: on the corner of my ghost bed!###EB: in the middle of an oil ocean!###EB: for some reason!!!###TT: Why were you sleeping?###TT: Everywhere I look, I see boys taking naps.###EB: um...###EB: i have no idea.###EB: i don't remember what happened, i was in the middle of helping jade...###EB: and then...###EB: i guess my bed crashed?###EB: and i got knocked out i guess.###EB: i was dreaming.###EB: i couldn't have been out for that long, because my dream was really short.###TT: You weren't.###TT: Ten minutes, I'd say.###TT: What were you dreaming about?###EB: i was on the battlefield again.###EB: but i did not have time to seek the treasure!###TT: I wouldn't imagine so.###EB: but...###EB: i did see a black guy wrapped up in my ghosty bed sheets.###EB: he was acting very suspicious.###TT: A black guy?###EB: oh...###EB: i do not mean like, an african american or anything.###EB: like bill cosby.###TT: Thanks for clearing that up.###EB: r.i.p. bill. :(###EB: this fellow had a hard black shell, like all the dead guys do.###EB: i followed him for a bit...###EB: and then some sorta ruckus transpired, and i woke up.###EB: and now jade won't answer!###EB: do you know if she's ok?###TT: She's fine.###TT: But you're not.###EB: i'm not?###TT: Remember how I said your planet was on fire?###EB: oh yeah...###EB: that didn't by any chance stop being a thing that was true, did it?###TT: It did not.###TT: Do you see that pinkish hue behind you, bleeding over the horizon?###EB: fuck!!!###EB: rose, this is all oil! it'll all just explode any second, won't it???###TT: I don't think the fire's rate of propagation is quite as fast as you're imagining.###TT: But the danger is still significant.###TT: Especially considering that your bed is sinking.###EB: fuuuuuuuuuuuck!!!!!!!###TT: Relax.###TT: Look to your right.", + "content": "John: Answer Rose.###-- tentacleTherapist [TT] began pestering ectoBiologist [EB] --###TT: John.###EB: blaaauuuuuuuuugh, what happened!!!!!###TT: You were sleeping.###EB: yes, i know!###EB: on the corner of my ghost bed!###EB: in the middle of an oil ocean!###EB: for some reason!!!###TT: Why were you sleeping?###TT: Everywhere I look, I see boys taking naps.###EB: um...###EB: i have no idea.###EB: i don't remember what happened, i was in the middle of helping jade...###EB: and then...###EB: i guess my bed crashed?###EB: and i got knocked out i guess.###EB: i was dreaming.###EB: i couldn't have been out for that long, because my dream was really short.###TT: You weren't.###TT: Ten minutes, I'd say.###TT: What were you dreaming about?###EB: i was on the battlefield again.###EB: but i did not have time to seek the treasure!###TT: I wouldn't imagine so.###EB: but...###EB: i did see a weird, short dude wrapped up in my ghosty bed sheets.###EB: he was acting very suspicious.###TT: A weird, short dude?###TT: John that's a... staggeringly unhelpful description.###EB: oh...###EB: you know. he was weird. and short.###EB: like a gnome!###TT: Thanks for clearing that up.###EB: r.i.p. gnomeo. :(###EB: this fellow had a hard black shell, like all the dead guys do.###EB: i followed him for a bit...###EB: and then some sorta ruckus transpired, and i woke up.###EB: and now jade won't answer!###EB: do you know if she's ok?###TT: She's fine.###TT: But you're not.###EB: i'm not?###TT: Remember how I said your planet was on fire?###EB: oh yeah...###EB: that didn't by any chance stop being a thing that was true, did it?###TT: It did not.###TT: Do you see that pinkish hue behind you, bleeding over the horizon?###EB: fuck!!!###EB: rose, this is all oil! it'll all just explode any second, won't it???###TT: I don't think the fire's rate of propagation is quite as fast as you're imagining.###TT: But the danger is still significant.###TT: Especially considering that your bed is sinking.###EB: fuuuuuuuuuuuck!!!!!!!###TT: Relax.###TT: Look to your right.", "chapter": 520 }, {