Aquí está el link para jugar a Cat Clicker: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/975384102/

supersonic61223 wrote:

BigNate469 wrote:

Scratch runs on HTML5 now- no more flash. Therefore, Safari supports it.

Also, the Scratch Team could just make a PWA (progressive web app), which once downloaded from the Scratch website can run on most anything HTML5 standards-compliant.

While this is what most people would do and would be simple to make for the ST, people want to have a native application that can be downloaded and allow you to access all of the features of web-based Scratch but without the bugs and unoptimized environment that comes from having a PWA or a web app that supports multiple devices at once.

True.

randomguy3513 wrote:

LP372 wrote:

useful for multiplayer games

can't you just code your own player counter? I think that's possible.

this would be visible before you click on a project as well

sure, randomly when you are summoning for a character after it shows the cloud it shows nothing forcing the player to reset. I haven't been able to artificially make the glitch I can get more specific if needed!

LP372 wrote:

cactus-cacti wrote:

i think there should be a cooldown for this, i.e. you can’t send in a report until it has been, say, 20 minutes since your last one?

It should be an hour, you will probably go off mute page after reporting it, and not be able to reassess it. And if you get muted in that cool down hour it is probably intentionally catching it

that’s a much better timeframe, yeah

Hi,
It would mean a lot if this studio was featured,

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-coolcoder010101

THE GREATEST GAME OF ALL TIME WITH NO DOUBT

OK maybe that comes with a bit of bias being one of the great modders.

starlightsparker wrote:

starlightsparker wrote:

technically this is already being implemented. The profile page is still scratchr2/scratch-2.0 which is why report doesn’t match the main site. Scratch will eventually one day update it to 3.0 so this is already planned on being implemented.

This was kinda ignored

it just seemed like a regular reason to not support, so there didn’t seem to be any reason to respond

Daily 22nd March

415 words

I twirled through the gnarled trees, sunlight dappling onto the lush mossy floor. Wild mushrooms peeped from behind bushes, vibrant and colourful. Birds chirped amongst the emerald leaves, their song drifting through the clear pure air. The sky was a stunning sapphire blue, dotted with fluffy white clouds.

I flopped onto the peaty ground and closed my eyes in elation. This was the dream I had always wished for. Peace. Peace in the midst of the bustling city. Peace in the midst of honking cars. Peace in the midst of furious people. Impossible. Yet here I was, the midst of the city, in a forest. A tingling sensation ran up my arm and my eyelids fluttered open to reveal a deep amber butterfly nestled inside my fluffy jacket. I grinned. Flowers blossomed, twining around my pale wrist, vibrant and pale pink.

I opened my eyes groggily, sirens wailing. Shouts echoed around me, anguished and heart-rending.
“I’m sorry…”
A blurred face leaned over me, wavering at the slightest breeze. As I came round, I saw a shiny badge on a radiant neon jacket.
Julie
Police Inspector
Happy to help!

“Em.”
I braced myself, ready for the worst.
“Your father… he was involved in an accident… I’m sorry… he died.”
I collapsed, the ground sodden with my salty tears. A hand stroked my back. Rain trickled down my face, mixing with a torrent of sadness. The flowers drooped and blackened and thunder screamed with me as I cried for my father to come. Come back.

Lightning struck through a gnarled tree, splitting and splitting it into two halves. A broken heart. Leaves spiralled to the wet ground, the last fragments of the tree leaving, deserting it as my heart shattered into a million pieces. Julie crept over and cradled me close. I wanted her to leave me alone. I wanted Dad to cradle me instead.

I toddled up to Dad, smiling stupidly, beaming from ear to ear like sunshine on a summer’s day. He grinned and took my pudgy hand. We splashed through puddles and I squeaked in excitement as the water cascaded into the air, crashing back to the earth.
“Happiness, Em, is the key to success.”

Sorrow washed over me. How could I be a success with this burden weighing me down? I gulped, swallowing back tears and stood up. The world spun around me and I fell back down. I shut my eyes tightly and sleep embraced me with open arms.

Hello wonderful Scratch team!
Would love if this studio was featured <3

Everyone here is nice and would like if I proposed!
I want to do them a favour.

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dragonstar4582 wrote:

Username: @dragonstar4582 or dragonstar4582
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Where to notify: My profile
Any specific member: -lCosl-
Are you following the topic?: I'm not sure how to
Other: I don't think so.

Accepted. About following the topic, you go to the bottom until you reach the text area and above it is a purple button named “Follow Discussion”. This is so that you could review the product after we've finished it.

ive been playing a lot of celeste (modded maps) recently, and going back to appel means im misjudging appel's jump height a lot T_T

RedAndBlue64 wrote:

Question:


We Going To Have Auto-Scrolling Levels?

This would be good. I will leave a link in another quote to quickly match up @ds424s engine

GlitchedThrough wrote:

A workaround will never be a valid reason not to support.

The forever if block was rejected mainly because it was just a two block workaround.

So I am working on something.
I am trying to make it easier by making the language random when it translates.
However, instead of doing a random language, it just does only English.

Is this a bug or can I not use pick random on the translate extension?
And if it is a bug, what should I do?
But if it is not a bug, what is a work around?

faith's messy folder of critiques
critique for 2468_Scratch

Elena sat in her balcony, the wind whipping her hair around. She was deep in thought. Firstly, how was she supposed to handle it? The responsibility was far too great than anything she could handle. Yes, this day was inevitable. There would be a day when the power would come to her hands and when she would have to be competent enough to handle all that came her way. And yet.

The first sentence is a little fast-paced. It might sound nicer if you made it more descriptive. What color is her hair, perhaps? Where is the balcony? A castle, maybe?

Elena was the daughter of the most respected members of the Medical Council. She was one of those people upon whom her parents' legacy wasn't forced. Her genuine interest in the field made them decide that when they passed on, it would be her who would take the reins. They entrusted everything to her. But nothing prepared her for what came next.

I don’t know what to say. I love this paragraph! It’s so descriptive and beautiful and I love the temporary cliffhanger.

When she was only 14, she received a message saying her parents had breathed their last in a car crash. The news had broken her and devastated her beyond belief. It was no time to be upset or sad, though. There was a battle going on and urgent medical supplies were needed. And as the head, she had to provide it to the people who needed it. Already many esteemed members of the field who had long since retired had to leave to provide medical care. There was no time to mourn. There never was. Not when she saw Bella, her best friend, succumb to an illness because Elena was so pathetically useless back then. Not when her brother, Jacob, died on the battlefield. Not when her parents died in a car crash. She always felt inexplicably useless, pathetic and weak, not being able to save anyone or do anything. But now she had a chance to save hundreds, if not thousands of people. She stood up, steeling her resolve. Biting back her tears and swallowing the crushing misery, she swore to herself that no matter what, no one would die in front of her if she could help them. Even if it was her worst enemy. She turned back around, walking into her study. All the members of the Council felt a stark contrast to the carefree young girl and the determined, albeit devastated leader. Some of them, however, doubted her. How much could a fourteen-year-old handle after all? When Elena entered her room, panic rose in her chest when she saw one of the most trusted members. A high ranking member who had been her parents’ right hand man, Julius. If he had come to see her then it meant something very serious.

The fourth sentence kind of confuses me- I have to read it over and over to really understand it. You could say they’re retiring. The next sentence is kind of sudden. Maybe you could separate the paragraph there and add a little more to the previous sentence? Also, it is mostly third person limited- and near the end of the paragraph you switch to the all-seeing narrator point of view. Could you make everything third person limited or the all-seeing narrator POV?

“Julius! What’s the matter?” Elena asked, hiding her doubts and fear.
“The death toll, ma’am.”
“The-the death toll?” Elena froze.
“Yes, ma’am.”
She recovered quickly. The information was crucial after all.
“Well, go on, Julius.” She told him.
“Umm… 10189.” Elena gasped at his reply.
“What do you propose we should do, madam?” He asked her. “I understand that at this point of time it is very difficult for you, yet you have accepted and taken on this position. Shall I deploy more nurses?”
“Yes.” Elena replied quietly. “Julius, I might need some help in a while. I will call for your assistance. How serious is the situation on the field? Any reports?”
Personally, Julius felt that Elena deserved her position. She handled the situation excellently for someone her age. She kept asking for reports frequently, dispatching medical supplies and medics as she saw fit.

Again, at the end this is switching to a different point of view- it would be less confusing if you went into someone other than Elena’s brain more frequently, making her thoughts more vague, or perhaps you could stay in her mind?

“Many people are quite injured. The soldiers are fighting to the death, but there are over a thousand that require urgent medical care, at least within the next three hours. I do not wish to burden you with this, but… Some of our own medical personnel are dying even as we speak.”
Elena pondered on what she could do. She had handled the situation somehow all along, but who was to say that her leadership wouldn’t lead to more losses? Doubt crept up in her mind; she didn’t deserve the position, and she was the most worthless. And that’s when she heard their voices. Jacob’s voice, Bella’s voice, the voices of her parents. All saying one singular thing.
“You were not able to save us. Save them. You can do it. You are not worthless.”
And that much was enough for Elena.
“Julius.” She spoke. “Would you refuse my order if I said this?” She asked.

This paragraph is amazing in its meaning, but you could separate ‘And that’s when she heard their voices.’ into a different paragraph, making it feel more emotional. Also, you could separate the different voices into different sentences and paragraphs. What they were saying would sound more meaningful if it was shorter. Other than that, I love it!

“I-I cannot say, ma’am.”
“I need a yes or a no, Julius.”
“Well.. I would accept whatever you say.”
Elena took a deep breath before she said the following words.

If you’re in Elena’s mind, it is more following the point of view if you said something like, “Elena took a deep breath, then spoke.” Thanks!

“Then I will go to the battlefield myself.”
Julius was shocked, to say the least. He expected all sorts of things, but not this. The sheer conviction she had said it with just confirmed the fact that she was resolute.
“I will go myself and treat them.”
“But, ma’am.. The risks are too high. We cannot afford to lose you, head of the Medical Council.” Julius attempted to dissuade her, but he was met with a, “no, Julius. I will go. I will leave in an hour or so, I would greatly appreciate it if you could arrange for my departure.”
There was no convincing the headstrong girl, that Julius knew. He agreed to whatever she had said and went to make arrangements.

Elena’s response to Julius’s protest I feel is too uncommon of a sentence for you to say ‘he was met with a.’ After the ‘a’ you could add a description of how she said it, such as ‘steely,’ perhaps? Also, the comma after ‘headstrong girl’ is not needed. Otherwise, I love it!

Elena’s heart was hammering against her ribs. She had made a very bold proclamation, but who was to say she wouldn’t die?

The previous paragraphs were kind of misleading to this… there should probably be a clue on it. Something like, ‘Elena avoided eye contact, realizing her thoughts after being caught up in her own excitement.’ or something similar…

She walked away from her study and to where her father had kept his old medical journals.
“Mum.. Dad..” She thought. “What would you do?”
She rummaged through the various books, papers, journals, observations, and medical supplies. And that’s when the memories came flooding back to her.

It was a huge pandemic. People were dying left, right and center, and their medical care was in high demand. Elena was only seven at the time but observed carefully each and every move her parents did. As she grew up, they always told her that one day, when they died, everything would go to her, and that that one day could come anytime. Maybe today, maybe tomorrow, maybe after ten years. And so she was always prepared. She had to be.
Her father urgently contacted all the specialists and doctors he knew, ordering them sternly to treat the critical patients. Her mother, on the other hand, was directing and treating countless people into the huge hospital wing of their mansion, which held necessary first-aid and medical supplies. The situation was grave, and, if it hadn’t been for her parents’ systematic approach, thousands more would have lost their lives.
The one year that the pandemic lasted, her parents had sleepless nights. Day in, day out, they would take care of the sick, nurse them, treat them. They were always on standby, even at ridiculous, ungodly hours. They always put the patients first. Always. Hell, they treated them even when they should have been resting. They never shied away from their duties. It was simply a pledge they had taken, to save the lives of anyone who came knocking on their door. And they did.

You could perhaps italicize these paragraphs as a flashback? And the second paragraph is much more descriptive than the other two, so maybe make that paragraph less descriptive or the other two more.

She sifted through her parent’s numerous journals, looking for one in particular. A leather-bound book, decorated with various stickers of flowers. Elena’s idea. She smiled sadly at the sight of it, but opened the journal. Inside was written everything her parents did whenever there was an urgent need for medical supplies and medics, and how they would or did handle warlike situations.

You should probably begin the paragraph with ‘Elena,’ as we haven’t heard her name in a while- and when you say ‘Elena’s idea,’ you could say ‘her idea’ instead, as you are in Elena’s thoughts.

One passage in particular caught the attention of the keen-eyed girl.
“There is something mysterious about Elena that we can’t quite put our finger on. She’s a medical anomaly, in that sense. We have always instilled a sense of duty in her, and our beloved daughter has nerves of steel. But she has this — this energy we cannot explain. She wasn’t able to save two people very dear to her heart, but.. The efforts that she put in were far beyond what we expected. She’s a very brilliant child, kee, observant, and empathetic. She has this immense strength, and we feel an odd aura around her sometimes, when she’s absolutely determined to save some lives. It is, quite possibly, the rumoured ‘power.’ In the medical community, people often whisper of a person who saved countless lives singlehandedly in the most perilous of situations with no help or support. Their medical knowledge far outweighs even the greatest geniuses of today’s world, and they treated even the most untreatable diseases. People say they even had a magical power, and could treat wounds with just a touch. And Elena has done that more times than we can count: treating by touch.”
Elena couldn’t dare to breathe. If what was written was true, then.. She could finally do it. She could save lives.
That’s when the door was thrown open by some of the sceptics of her field.
“You have a large bounty on your head, dearest!” One of them said in a singsong voice.
“Come now, princess, or we shall kill you ourselves.”

Wait- this is sort of confusing. Perhaps you could make it more descriptive- that would make it easier to understand.

Without a second thought, Elena made a run for it. Time was of the essence, and so was she. This newfound knowledge of her own powers excited her, and threatened her life at the same time.
“Miss Elena!” Julius called to her as he tossed her bag full of supplies, medical reference books and the journal, “please go! I’ll hold them off!”

When did Julius arrive? Did she exit the room, or did he enter? For example, you could say, “Julius called to her as she sped past.”

Elena caught the bag gratefully but hesitated for a moment.

Wait- wasn’t she running? Perhaps you could mention that she stopped.

“Please leave, ma’am! All the answers you need are right under your nose, just look carefully!” Julius repeated. Elena nodded, and continued on her way. Julius didn’t know that she’d found out about her powers.
She ran without stopping as fast as her legs could carry her, and spotted her car.
“To the battlefield, now.” She told him, much to his surprise.
“But ma’am–”
“I said, NOW.”
The driver started the engine. She looked back to see the mercenaries who had been chasing her on foot look around frantically for their vehicles. Julius’ parting words were etched into her memory. Another life lost for ‘the greater good.'
Apparently they were hellbent on getting her, and now they would want the journal as well, considering what Julius had told her before she sprinted away. She sighed. Her life was truly in danger now.

I feel like she would be more panicky on the life-in-danger thing, because she seemed to have strong emotions earlier… maybe you could add something like ‘, resting her head on the window.’ perhaps?

Elena, the daughter of some of the most skilled medical professionals, who could treat injuries and sickness with just a touch. But it couldn’t be that easy, could it? There was definitely a downside to her power other than being chased for it. Julius’ final words played in her head again. “All the answers you need are right under your nose, just look carefully!”

Wait- he had two sentences of final words? Before you mentioned that his parting words were about another life lost for the greater good.

“What answers?” She thought desperately, looking through her bag. “Are the answers for ‘why me?! I don’t deserve any of this! I am unimaginably worthless and pathetic, so why do people think of me so highly? Why must it be me with this power? Why can’t I just have a normal, happy life like the other girls my age?’ right under my nose? No, they aren’t! I was plunged into a rabbit hole that’s deeper than I imagined!”
Her train of thought continued, “they probably want me for research, I’m a ‘medical anomaly’ after all. And my powers!” She thought frustratingly. Hot tears stung her eyes and she did nothing to stop them. It wasn’t her priority right that moment. She fished out her parents’ journal. Something, anything, even the slightest clue about her powers was what she needed. Already she could hear the rumbling of bikes not far behind her.
“Faster!” She commanded the driver, who complied.
She nervously flicked through the pages and came upon the passage she had read previously.
“Right under your nose.” Those words kept repeating themselves in her head. She took note of every small detail on the page, scrutinising it carefully.
“We’re here.” The driver said, and Elena looked up suddenly. This was it. The battlefield.

If it’s in Elena’s brain- you could say ‘the driver said suddenly, and Elena looked up.’ instead of ‘the driver said, and Elena looked up suddenly.’ I love it, though!

Immediately her hands flew to her head, she could feel a splitting headache for some reason. There, laying open beside her, was the journal. Written in a small script and like a mirrored image, the last line read,
“We fear for Elena. This power seems to drain a person’s life bit by bit by bit, slowly consuming their soul. She shoulders a great responsibility with the power too. If it goes awry, then there will be disastrous consequences.”
Elena’s headache dissipated as her hands glowed green for a moment, leaving her feeling inexplicably tired and weak. Shaking it off, she kept the journal back in the bag, unaware of the peril lurking in wait.

Ooh- amazing cliffhanger, I hope you will continue it! If you do, I can't wait to see what happens next!!

wc: 580
thanks to Artemis for writing the story!

critque for Bellefleur
an x-files fanfic
co-written by @violent-measures and @criminal-intent

This is where it started: Bellefleur, Oregon. Between pine trees and two-lane highways. A spot where nine minutes had disappeared, marked with an X. A little town where scared kids grew up and the air sometimes smelled of the sea. Where those kids were taken someplace they didn’t know and then abandoned, broken under the evergreens.

The phrase ‘and the air sometimes smelled of the sea’ sort of ruins the mood. Perhaps you could make it more descriptive? Otherwise, I love it!

This is how it started. Sunflower seeds cracking in the night. Rain falling in dark sheets. The radio acting up, five stations playing all at once. A bright light shining outside their car, and suddenly a moment, nine minutes, gone.

“Time can’t just disappear, it’s a universal invariant!” she shouted at him over the rain, an incredulous smile crossing her rain-streaked face.

Who shouted at him? It’s good, it sounds mysterious, but you could perhaps mention her briefly over the other paragraphs.
But they’d both seen it. Time didn’t work quite right here. He grinned crookedly in return. Nine minutes were a promise that the lost little girl could be found. This victory he commemorated in a bright orange X.

It started with scared girls and secrets in a dark motel room, with revelations shared next to ruined graves and rain soaking them through. They hadn’t remembered an umbrella.

His new partner had wide blue eyes and a laugh he thought he could listen to forever. She laughed at the insanity of nine minutes gone, of crippled girls walking. He laughed with her, but they both believed the truth could be hidden in a stopped watch and a patch of dirt from somewhere else. Science could prove the impossible real.
The last sentence Google Docs wants to autocorrect to ‘Science could prove the impossible’ but it is fine with ‘impossible to be real.’ Otherwise, no comment. It’s amazing.

“Where are we going?” she asked, in the beginning.

The comma in the sentence above is not needed.

First they’d lost nine minutes, then seven years. Evidence never amounted to much more than an X on the concrete. But the seven years amounted to so much more.

Moments passed as quickly as the trees outside the window, a whole lifetime held inside yet gone in the blink of an eye. They wandered many more forests in search of time and girls that had gone missing. After Bellefleur, they usually remembered an umbrella.

They never stopped asking each other questions, and he never stopped wondering if they were alone in this universe. It was never easy to believe, but it was easy to look up.

They watched the sky for lights, or at least he did. He got better at remembering to look down.

They drove down many dark roads and, in motel rooms much like the first, shared secrets and revelations they could not prove. What they might not hold in their hands was contained in their memories.

Sometimes remembering was the hardest part, when there were too many lost girls and not enough found.

Seven years of lost time later, they were back in the car with no need for the radio because they knew each other’s silence. On a two-lane highway to Bellefleur, Oregon, once more, pines rolling by in the window.

This is how it ended. Warm and dry in this bright motel room, he asked her, “Where are we going?”

Not because he didn’t know, because he did. What he didn’t know was whether the place they were headed was worth it.

I think the first sentence in the paragraph above should have a ‘but’ in between the comma and the ‘because.’ Otherwise, no comment.

Seven years ago, he might have said it was. He’d have burned the world if the answers could have been found in its ashes. Holding her in his arms, today, he knew no truth could be more meaningful than this. His hands didn’t seem suited to holding it, anyways.

I love it! No other comments, but I hope this gets back to you in time. By the way, I haven’t watched X-Files, so sorry if some of this is inaccurate.
wc of my critique: 137
thanks to crim and vi for writing the piece!

Please feature this! It would mean a lot!
Incredible studio with:

A specific theme
Informative description
Managers
Curators
Good thumbnail
Nice atmosphere

Link: https://scratch.mit.edu/studios/34852340

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theonetruerat wrote:

Im working on my gacha game where you can summon but randomly it wont reset and everything will disappear I have made a temporary fix but you still don't get the reward. if you have any suggestions on how to fix this please let me know!
This is the game vvv
https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/955710572/

I don't see what's wrong? Could you be more specific?

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A Flash bug

Thank you so much for all of your help. Okay yes it does seem to work on mobile, but for the most part I use a laptop. Specifically a MacBook. On the MacBook nothing happens when I click on the link. No drop down, no extra window appears and I do believe I have pop ups allowed. But at least it works on mobile so I guess I can just do it on there. Thanks again for your help!

IDK. Try Making A Copy Of It. Or Rename It.

cenlkj1 wrote:

QUICK I NEED HELP! I INSTALLED A NOCLIP MOD THEN BEAT DEADLOCKED BUT I ACCIDENTALLY FORGOT TO TURN ON SAFE MODE! I HADN'T BEATEN DEADLOCKED BEFORE THAT HOW CAN I UN-BEAT DEADLOCKED?!

crash your game

goosewithnoeggs wrote:

when I start as a clone
change [Clones] by (1)
set [Clone ID] to (Clones)
add [Max HP] to [Zombie HP v]
repeat until <(item (Clone ID) of [Zombie HP v] :: list) < [1]>
Zombie Ai
if <touching [Bullet v] ?> then
replace item (Clone ID) of [Zombie HP v] with ((item (Clone ID) of [Zombie HP v] :: list) - (1))
end
end

Clone ID has to be set to for this sprite only.
Set the variables to 0 at the beginning and delete all of the list.

No need for a list, the zombies already have a local variable.

RokCoder wrote:

This is a better solution as it will always turn towards the player (as opposed to turning clockwise until it's in the right direction). Put a call to this custom block in the update script of your enemy so that it runs every frame

define Turn towards player
set [current direction v] to (direction)
point towards [player v]
set [target direction v] to (direction)
set [delta direction v] to (((((target direction) - (current direction)) + (180)) mod (360)) - (180))
if <([abs v] of (delta direction)) < (rotation speed)> then // rotation speed is the speed at which you want to turn towards the mouse pointer
  point in direction (target direction)
else 
  point in direction ((current direction) + (((delta direction) / ([abs v] of (delta direction))) * (rotation speed)))
end

Thks for the help! This worked great.

My browser / operating system: Windows NT 10.0, Chrome 122.0.0.0, No Flash version detected

What is something that caused a MP3 file to say “instance”?

Thanks a Ton! I'll let you know if it works, and if your OK with it i'll give you a shout-out in the credits!

GlitchedThrough wrote:

XCartooonX wrote:

But even then you could just use:

if <> then 
repeat ()
. . .
end
  

else
. . .
end

Remember to check for any VERY easy workarounds to your suggestion.

A workaround will never be a valid reason not to support.

If it’s really easy then yes

TheGreatYo-Kai wrote:

This level is possible.

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Eazy
Thats spelled correctly
at least in america
Jokes aside, thats a pretty cool idea! It is indeed possible.

when I start as a clone
change [Clones] by (1)
set [Clone ID] to (Clones)
add [Max HP] to [Zombie HP v]
repeat until <(item (Clone ID) of [Zombie HP v] :: list) < [1]>
Zombie Ai
if <touching [Bullet v] ?> then
replace item (Clone ID) of [Zombie HP v] with ((item (Clone ID) of [Zombie HP v] :: list) - (1))
end
end

Clone ID has to be set to for this sprite only.
Set the variables to 0 at the beginning and delete all of the list.

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This is a continuation of Aero OS, a dead group project lead by me.

The application form:
What is the name of your account(s)?:
How much experience do you have on a scale of 1-10?:
How active are you on a scale of 1-10?:
Extra:

The jobs open:
Coder (0/3)
Animator (0/3)
Designer (0/2)
Manager (0/2)
Co-Owner (0/1)
Owner (1/1)

An example would look like this.

What is the name of your account(s)?: supaweDAD, Airbus_A350_1000
What are you applying for?: Coder
How much experience do you have on a scale of 1-10?: 7
How active are you on a scale of 1-10?: 6
Extra: If you copy+paste this I swear…

XCartooonX wrote:

But even then you could just use:

if <> then 
repeat ()
. . .
end
  

else
. . .
end

Remember to check for any VERY easy workarounds to your suggestion.

A workaround will never be a valid reason not to support.

Fanfiction Entry for Writing Contest:

Authors Note: This is an SWC fanfiction, with hints from my book series I'm writing about Phoenix and the Magkoas, as well as Flameshadow Village, the realm that stores all my ocs, on my alternate account @-Flameshadow_Hybrid- . Is it possible to make a fanfiction of your own work? I don't know, because technically this is not canon, but it could be XD. Regardless, enjoy, and a special thanks to the many people (hosts, my cabin leaders, and participants in the Apple war) who I kidnapped for this XD.

A Magkoa in SWC

Before Camp:

In a Small Room:
Three girls sat together, glancing at a small portal they created. They knew other leaders were doing the same, getting ready for SWC.

“Together?” one of them said.
The other girls nodded. One of the girls spoke up. “After all, what could go wrong? They won't find our secret. They'll be distracted by the writing prompts and the normal chaos. Everything will go great,” she said, reassuring herself, and the other two girls.
“You're right Sienna. They will never know,” the final girl replied. Then the three jumped through the portal.

In a Different Realm:
“We are behind schedule! Get the portal frame up!” a blond girl yelled.
Another blond girl chuckled. “Calm down, Phoe. You'll be fine. Most people don't worry about a fancy portal system to get them to camp.”
Phoenix shook her head. “I know Char, I'm just stressed. I've got Beta starting, an essay due in two weeks, you can blame Cardinal for that, SHC to think about, a band to help, music to lead, two countries to protect, and way too many things to do. Besides, Flameshadow Village is a mess,” she said, barely taking a breath.
Charlotte sighed, rubbing her head. “Phoe… you're going to do great at Beta, you won't have any issues with your essay, your music is fine, your countries are fine, SHC will be fine. And you are the one who authorized the renovations of the village after your SWC application this time around, so you're the one responsible for the mess,” she said.
Phoenix sighed. “I guess you are right…” Phoenix said, as a portal opened in the freshly completed portal frame. “I don't know….” she said, glancing at the portal.
“Go!” Charlotte said, shoving Phoenix into the portal. Phoenix let out a small scream as she flew through the portal. Charlotte's eyes widened as she realized what she had done. “She's going to kill me,” she said, before running through a portal labeled, 'Squad Base."

In the Host Realm:
A group of people looked at each other. “Time to unlock the main cabin,” one said. The others nodded. “This session is going to go great!” another said. They all nodded, and Starr turned the key in the lock.

Camp:
Deep in Fairy Tale Cabin:
Phoenix sighed, finishing a daily, turning it into the main cabin turning it into the main cabin turn-in box. She had mostly taken her human identity, Chloe, as most people just chose to call her that. She was enjoying camp, interacting with her cabin leaders and others in her cabin. She had been there for three days because of Charlotte.
“She is so done once I get back to the village,” she whispered to herself.
“What?” Sienna said, looking up.
Chloe just smiled. “Oh… nothing. Just talking to myself,” she said, walking deeper into the woods. As she was walking, she began to hum a song.
“Pretty,” a voice said, from behind a tree.
Chloe's eyes widened. “Who's there?” she demanded, reaching for her bow, before realizing she left it at the cabin.
“Just me,” an older lady said, stepping out from behind a tree.
“Who's me?” Chloe retorted.
The lady just smiled. “It doesn't matter. Hey, I've got some apples. Do you want them?”
Chloe shrugged. “Sure!” she said, taking the bag.
The lady grinned, then vanished. Chloe shrugged, grinning, knowing she could start some chaos. She went back to the cabin, grabbing her bow and some of her jewels, which she had plenty of. She was one of the wealthiest members of her cabin. She then grabbed an apple, hiding the rest under her bunk. Finally, she walked out to Sienna. “Hey. Are these jewels edible or should I eat this apple I got from an old lady in the woods?” Chloe asked innocently.
Sienna gave Chloe a weird look. “You can spend your jewels in the marketplace…”
Chloe grinned. “So the apple is ok?”
“Wait, no, what? Give me that!” Sienna said, alarmed.
Chloe laughed, jumping away from Sienna, before sprinting for the main cabin.
“STOP! I'M TRYING TO PROTECT YOU!” Sienna yelled. “No…no…no….Alana and Amethyst are going to kill me for this! I might have to switch to my Tinkergoat form to dispose of the apple….the campers won't find out….right?” she whispered to herself, before sprinting after Chloe.

Main Cabin:
Chloe sprinted into the main cabin, knocking over a stack of thesauruses and sending a stack of blank notebook paper flying into the air. Several campers who had been peacefully lounging around in the main cabin looked up alarmed. “Help!” Sienna's trying to steal my apple!“
Three campers rose up, ready to assist Chloe. ”What's going on?“ Mouse of Dystopian asked.
”Why is Sienna taking your apple?“ Twi of the Sci-Fi cabin asked.
”Where did you get the apple?“ Nova of Myth wondered out loud.
”I got it from an old lady in Fairy Tale Woods,“ Chloe said, shrugging.
”WE'RE IN SNOW WHITE'S STORY! THE APPLE IS POISONED!“ Sienna shouted, sprinting in.
Twi and Mouse started laughing hysterically. ”Eat it, Chloe!" Mouse yelled, diving into Sienna's way to protect Chloe's apple.
Nova's eyes widened. “No! Don't!”

The next few minutes were a flurry of activity. Chloe noted, that during the war, Sienna would disappear and Tinkergoat would appear. At one point, Tinkergoat stole her apple, but Chloe managed to grow an apple tree secretly, using her earth Magkoa powers, and pluck an apple from that. Eventually, Chloe ended up in a tree, eating her apple, and watching the chaos unfold. She carefully documented each detail, so she would have proof to bring back home. After a bit, things settled down, Toads and Mangos started getting involved, and Chloe silently slipped out of the tree, rushing back to the Fairy Tale cabin to record lyrics for the anthem dailies they had been given.

In the Host Realm:
The six hosts stared in shock at the chaos unfolding in the main cabin. “How…why?” Luna said, in a confused tone. “This is like chaos on top of our normal chaos…it's only day three…what's happened?”
Watching, Starr chuckled. “Chloe happened. She started it.”
Robin looked confused. “But she's been in our camp for over a year, with her first session being November 2022. She was in Hi-Fi, remember? She participated quite a bit at the beginning, and kinda tampered out after that,” Robin said.
“She's applied for leader for a year straight,” Luna added.
“But here's the thing. Her activity wasn't the highest in the last few sessions. She didn't really talk much. Suddenly something changed. She's now knee-deep into camp…I think we are seeing a bit of her true, hidden colors.” Starr said.
Moss chuckled. “If what you are saying is true…then I think we are looking at a very chaotic session…overall.”
The other hosts nodded, again looking at the chaos of the main cabin.

In a Different Realm:
“I'm glad you came to visit. I've been worried sick! What if you had gotten lost in Branson during Beta!” Diamond complained to Phoenix, who had just emerged from the portal now labeled, ‘SWC MARCH 2024’.
“I'm fine. I can take care of myself. Elemental Magkoa, who has spent quite a bit of time training in various fighting techniques, who also never gets lost, remember? Besides, when in doubt, I could always call Rusty.” Phoenix reassured him.
Diamond shook his head. “Are you at least having fun so far?” he asked.
“Yes. I know I have to go back to school tomorrow, so now I've got to balance school, my duties for the Magkoa-Wysterian Empire, and SWC. But…I think I can do it. In fact…I know I can do it. I have more motivation now than ever. Come on…I'll tell you about it in my palace.”

The two walked to the palace, where they were joined by a sheepish Charlotte, as well as a few other advisors.

“So I may have started a war…” Phoenix began.
“ANOTHER ONE?” Diamond said, shocked.
"Not like a war with the States. Or with the Dark Tribe. Or with my sister. No…a chaotic war. An apple vs. toad war. A fun world. You know what? I can be myself around these people. I can forget about everything and be my chaotic, daydreaming self. I don't have to worry about wars or fighting here. I don't have to worry about people betraying me…and if they betray me, it's just in a fun, chaotic sense. No, they made a big mistake. They just accepted me as one of their own. And you know me. I'm faithful to my group. Loyal. It's the reason my people like me. The reason my squad trusts me. The reason I got drum major in band. I stick with my group and won't leave them for anything. I don't know if that was the biggest mistake of their life, or if it was the best choice of their life. But they have to deal with me now. Not the halfway interested, mostly distracted Phoenix of the last sessions. All. Of. Me.
The other people in the room just watched in shock. “I don't think she breathed one time,” Charlotte said.
Phoenix just laughed. “I'm a band kid after all!”
The room just merged into laughter, that gave way to chatter, as they talked about the future of SWC, random Magkoa stuff, and more.

Deep in the Fairy Tale forest:
“GURTLE! GET BACK HERE!” one camper cried.
“COME BACK WITH OUR LINK!” another said.
A whole group of campers sprinted after the small turtle, who was running away with a cunning look on its little turtle face. Suddenly, it found a portal deep in the woods and leaped through it. The campers all leaped after it.

In a Different Realm:
Gurtle ran into Flameshadow Village, quickly getting lost in the various styles of houses and characters. The campers just stood at the entryway to the portal, staring at all the other portals and looking at the houses, and the large castle in the distance.
“Where are we?” one said.
“And what was that portal doing in Fairy Tale Forest?” yet another one said.
“And where's Gurtle?!”


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birdracerthree wrote:

HasiLover_Test wrote:

Scurious 2(unreleased) accidentaly stalemates Thunder Shark up a Queen and Rook: https://lichess.org/UzyQS7Lf#105

What’s in Scurious 2? Did you add quiescence? Did you fix Scurious’ play with the white pieces?

Only Some evaluation function additions and MVV-LVA

QUICK I NEED HELP! I INSTALLED A NOCLIP MOD THEN BEAT DEADLOCKED BUT I ACCIDENTALLY FORGOT TO TURN ON SAFE MODE! I HADN'T BEATEN DEADLOCKED BEFORE THAT HOW CAN I UN-BEAT DEADLOCKED?!

Wingsoffirefan87 wrote:

Rainbowhite wrote:

Wingsoffirefan87 wrote:

Rainbowhite wrote:

Wingsoffirefan87 wrote:

Rainbowhite wrote:

Wingsoffirefan87 wrote:

-bookshelves wrote:

Hey, everyone! Just a few reminders:

• If you're an event planner (or anyone who wants to), please start thinking about what our event for next month should be and throw out ideas ^^

• If you're a communications manager, pls try to spread the word about the Eclipse and advertise about it here every few days or so. You can use this:

Are you looking for an active medieval rp? Then check out the Eclipse! We have events regularly ☾ In your community of Summerset, the people are happy because their lives are fair. But, once every month when the Total Eclipse occurs, the people shut themselves up inside their houses for the entire day without even a glance outside. You having grown up in Summerset still don’t even know why. No one will tell you. It’s up to you to find out… https://scratch.mit.edu/studios/29930452/ ☽

• If you're a sign-ups manager, keep up the good work and please remember to check it frequently <3

Thanks!!

Well, since April fool’s day is next month, maybe we could have a traveling circus come or smth? Maybe there could be an April theater where people could put on plays and magic shows and concerts? *le shrug*

I thinking, maybe we could have an event where any OC could sign up for some sort of competition to see who can prank who, like they will be assigned a list of ppl who they’ll have to like impress or prank in front of other ppl, but ur idea is pretty good too! What about a talent show?

Ooh, that’s a good idea! Maybe they could prank people, bring proof and retell the prank to a group of judges, and they decide whether they move to the next round or not!

that’s also a good idea, but what kind of proof tho? like they dyed a person’s hair green and brought the person back?

lol, maybe. Maybe just a piece of their hair or smth?

lol alright, just cut it in their sleep!!

YAS! Heheh

Snip

Do they have separate health values? Are you using a broadcast to kill them? Sharing the project and telling us how to replicate the issue makes it far easier to help.

Yeah, I think it's best to open a ticket to Contact Us for this suggestion. An “other” option for reports is rejected anyway (see the post above.)

You seriously expect people helping to watch a 30 second cut scene? We may have to run the project multiple times.

How are the Wave and Wave Ongoing variables supposed to work - they seem to be crucial in the script looking for the z key? Which script actually tells the goblin it is dead?

I'm making a game where you play as a turret and fight zombies with bullets, but I want each zombie to die invidually.
But all the zombies die at once when one gets hit.
Does anyone know how to fix it?

Gamerytme wrote:

EZ way make a sprite and every time you turn it switch to a new sprite/costume

first, necroposting (aka posting on a really old and irrelevant thread, the last post on here was more than a year ago)
second, you would have to make 360 costumes if you're just doing one plane of rotation, or 360^2 (360*360) costumes accounting for two planes of rotation (would you want to spend a few years of your life making 129600 costumes just for no one to play your project?)

third, there are already ways to do 3D in scratch

HarryCreator26518 wrote:

JTanner2026 wrote:

B0o0lean wrote:

ajskateboarder wrote:

co0lcr34t10ns wrote:

HarryCreator26518 wrote:

geometrical dominator with the totally easy memory part

I don't even think it counts as memory.

Yes it does

it has little stars as jump indicators so im more leaning towards pulsing gameplay
the real memory part is the part with the bricks at 30%

exactly

it has like no time to react and other memory parts i can think of

a bit less than half a second
seems fine to me

Javax90 wrote:

I'm just sending the suggestion because this feels like one of the best possible ways to get rid of annoyingly having to make sure the report is in the right section. Because if it isn't you have to tell the reporter about it. And that can take days! So, with the other option (with a “Please Specify” message), it will make things SO much easier then anything else.

Thank you for reading this.

Sincerely,
Javax90

An other option is rejected:

TOLORS wrote:

7.15 “Other” option for reporting profiles
An “other” option for reporting profiles used to exist, but the Scratch Team found that Scratchers would often use it to report comments and projects. It is much easier for the Scratch Team to find inappropriate comments and projects if they were reported directly. To report something inappropriate about the profile that is not listed under the given options, contact the Scratch Team using Contact Us.

(source)

please close your tags next time

HasiLover_Test wrote:

Scurious 2(unreleased) accidentaly stalemates Thunder Shark up a Queen and Rook: https://lichess.org/UzyQS7Lf#105

What’s in Scurious 2? Did you add quiescence? Did you fix Scurious’ play with the white pieces?

Our leader for Sunset Island hasn't responded to any of our messages, so we might have to cut back a cabin </3
That being said, Disco City doesn't have a sibling cabin as of now, so if you'd like, Coral, you can either join one of us (or if you'd like, not have a sibling cabin, although that would be a little bit sad)

deck26 wrote:

People may be willing to help but don't necessarily want to play the game or work out how to get to the stage to see the issue. Is there a shortcut to see the issue?

it takes like 80 seconds if you go to campaign, level 1, go to level 1, watch the 30 second cut scene, press z, and shoot a goblin 3 times, it won't die.

HexagonWorld wrote:

HexagonWorld wrote:

Here are 5 spoilers for the next issue of TSFOSM. Only one is real:

Morbius is revealed to be the main villain.
The Spider-Man in this universe is actually Miles.
Madame Web shows up.
Big Wheel shows up again.
Someone gets Venomized.

Okay, I lied. There were 2 real spoilers.

Anyway, who here is a Swall (Swarm x Wall) shipper?

me

TheSqueakyOtter wrote:

684pika wrote:

pkhead wrote:

684pika wrote:

pkhead wrote:

i have decided to make a du,b tune every day for the past few days.
for some reason some of my songs is tripping the filter, i don't know why
updated that song i made earlier (i think i did?)
idk i quickly got bored making this cus i ran out of ideas
hometown-type music (i made this on my phone ok. in school, without headphones, at 1-2 volume. i'd put the speakers up to my ear when i wanted to listen to it.)
mysterious/funky-type?
this ones kinda bad i think

no… the spooky one is being blocked for some reason. that's the best one :(

use tinyurl

i thought tinyurl was blocked

I don't think so

i think it is.

Just do it like this: tinyurl dot com slash (numbers)

People may be willing to help but don't necessarily want to play the game or work out how to get to the stage to see the issue. Is there a shortcut to see the issue?