FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Hmm? What's the history of this old thing? I don't know what you mean it's just an ordinary--

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Alright, alright you don't need to grill me like that.

You noticed it's unique than what you usually see in this world you live in, with designs so foreign with a few embeds as well.

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Very well, since things are slow and our work is light anyway, I'll tell you.

Well back in my old world, early in that war, I sat at my work station, concentrating as I hammered, sawed, and chiseled away on what I never thought would be my companion for a long time.

I only intended for this to only last until the war was over, or expect to replace it whenever it broke, but it has stuck with me through more than just that. Now it's a relic of where I once was, a home long gone, a home I can never return to. After all that it's still useful to me.

It has gone through changes over time. Modifications, upgrades, even some replacement parts, but it is still the same as it first started. It has history to show it, just as I.

You all may have your own tool you use on a regular basis, but when you put in the time to make it, maintain it, and know when to make changes to it over the years, you tend to grow attached to it deeply and not wanting to let it go.

...Don't take it too personal though. It's not easy making your own. Time, patience with yourself, and determination plays a key role in making one for you. What you have is good to know how to use it, but there may come a time you learn to make your own and may be better than what you regularly get or see. I would recommend seeking a mentor as I built mine without such aid; so many ended up being scraped, partially or fully, or very short lived until I had a better understanding of the craft and created this.

There were moments I over estimated it and didn't use it properly, and would come back to bite me for misusing it; even towards me like it was angry with me. There were moments I wanted to replace it out of frustration, but couldn't bring myself to do it. It had every right to be mad at me though. I had to treat it like a partner, not just a tool; or an extension of myself to put a different view of it.

If it could talk... if it could talk, it would tell stories of what it's been through with me, and what I've been through with it.

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...Guess I am talking like it was once an animate object, huh? It wasn't always inanimate. There was a time it did come to life, but how that happened was... very emotional. When it become inanimate again... I felt I lost a friend and I'm just clinging to the corpse, as dark as that sounds.

Right now, it is a remnant of my past. Difficult for me to let it go as it helped me become who I am and was. It's all I have to remember of my home now.

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Let's get back to work... think our break was long enough.

Hey... think Bush Tail will be cooking this time around? The last cook nearly made me sick. Think he got the meat mixed up with the bait meat.