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Ну вот мне теперь 33 1/2 .жизнь только начинается и жизнь делится теперь до и после -
Октябрь просто искрится творчеством
Октябрь просто искрится творчеством ( Read more... ) -
Пришла осень время творчества
Я созрел для ребута перезапуска моей комикс серии монстрянск
Буду в одиночку пилить инди-игру с пластилином по мотивам моих школьных задумок -
Багмен глава 1
Well, if we're getting lasagna and rice," said Tura, eyeing the menu with a hunger that could only come from a long, tiresome day, "I think I'll go with the spaghetti and cheese ( Read more... ) -
Counter intelligence
In the quiet, nondescript corner of a dimly lit apartment, a young man named Sergei sat cross-legged on a stained couch, his eyes glued to the flickering screen of his old computer. The room was cluttered with the debris of his passions: posters of forgotten rockstars from the 90s, half-empty beer cans, and a collection of guitar picks scattered ( Read more... ) -
Нейросетевой ремейк альбома контрразведка
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Утки глава 6
The TV screen flickered with static, a cacophony of pixels that filled the silent apartment. Vanya, a young man with a passion for basketball and a penchant for the peculiar, sat cross-legged on the floor, a bowl of half-eaten chips balanced on his knee. The room was dimly lit, the only sound being the occasional crackle of the TV as it searched ( Read more... ) -
Утки глава 5
The documentary flickered off, leaving Vanya in darkness. His heart raced as the silence of his cramped apartment was pierced by the sudden static buzz of the TV. His eyes grew wide as the screen flickered back to life, revealing a live feed of the 'Other-Where,' a place he had only ever read about in dusty, forgotten tomes. The camera's ( Read more... ) -
Утки глава 4
Vanya was a young, athletic boy with a mop of unruly hair that seemed to defy gravity at every turn. His eyes, a piercing shade of blue, darted around the room, absorbing every detail like a sponge. The TV in the corner of the room played a documentary about the mating rituals of ducks, a topic that seemed utterly mundane to anyone else, but for ( Read more... ) -
Ducks ai chapter 3
What the hell is this?" Vanya murmured, his voice barely above a whisper as he pulled the crumpled paper from the lining of the old, dusty journal. His great-grandfather's handwriting was faint, but the lines drawn on the page looked surprisingly recent ( Read more... )