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3.3 KiB
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107 lines
3.3 KiB
Markdown
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authors = ["Scrooge McDuck", "Darkwing Duck"]
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title = "The Quill of Duck"
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description = "This is a Duckquill post example, this post has nothing but a bunch of text and random formatting, acting like a demo."
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date = 2023-08-31
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updated = "2024-06-21"
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[taxonomies]
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tags = ["Demo", "Test"]
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[extra]
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banner = "banner.webp"
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toc = true
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toc_inline = true
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toc_ordered = true
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trigger = "This page contains blackjack and hookers, and bad jokes such as this one."
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disclaimer = """
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- All tricks in this page are performed by the lab boys, don't try this at home.
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- Don't expose yourself to 4000° kelvin.
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- Don't take party escort submission position.
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- Don't interact with asbestos and moon rocks.
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"""
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[extra.comments]
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# Long thread with image
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#
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# host = "mastodon.social"
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# user = "brownpau"
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# id = "104529877688537579"
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#
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# Thread with multiple images per post
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#
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# host = "mastodon.blaede.family"
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# user = "cassidy"
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# id = "112774854109302186"
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#
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# Thread with preview cards
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# host = "mastodon.blaede.family"
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# user = "cassidy"
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# id = "110669429936617026"
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#
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# Post on GoToSocial
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#
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# host = "alpha.polymaths.social"
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# user = "orbitalmartian"
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# id = "01J7ETKJ19FGBDQGS1ZWZ3KEPP"
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#
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# Post on Sharkey
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#
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# host = "is-a.wyvern.rip"
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# user = "volpeon"
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# id = "9qy755nsnu2c0hbc"
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host = "toot.community"
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user = "sungsphinx"
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id = "111789185826519979"
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{% alert(tip=true) %}
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Recommended banner dimensions are 2:1 aspect ratio and 1920x960 resolution.
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Other sizes will also work, but will be cut off at the bottom/won't be high enough.
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{% end %}
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## The what?
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This is a Duckquill post example, this post has nothing but a bunch of text and random formatting, acting like a demo.
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## Some info
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Well, open this file and look at how it's made, it includes all the essential front matter stuff.
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Now to the _Stanley!_
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## The _Stanley_!
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This is the story of a man named _Stanley_.
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_Stanley_ worked for a company in a big building where he was Employee `#427`.
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<figure>
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<figcaption>The Office where Stanley works, it has yellow floor and beige walls</figcaption>
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</figure>
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Employee `#427`'s job was simple: he sat at his desk in Room `427` and he pushed buttons on a keyboard.
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Orders came to him through a monitor on his desk telling him what buttons to push, how long to push them, and in what order.
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This is what Employee `#427` did every day of every month of every year, and although others may have considered it soul rending,
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_Stanley_ relished every moment that the orders came in, as though he had been made exactly for this job.
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And _Stanley_ was happy.
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And then one day, something very peculiar happened.
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Something that would forever change _Stanley_;
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Something he would never quite forget.
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He had been at his desk for nearly an hour when he had realized not one single order had arrived on the monitor for him to follow.
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No one had shown up to give him instructions, call a meeting, or even say 'hi'. Never in all his years at the company had this happened, this complete isolation.
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Something was very clearly wrong. Shocked, frozen solid, _Stanley_ found himself unable to move for the longest time.
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But as he came to his wits and regained his senses, he got up from his desk and stepped out of his office.
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All of his co-workers were gone. What could it mean? Stanley decided to go to the meeting room; perhaps he had simply missed a memo.
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