Another new bug

I am bringing thing over from another thread (StillStunned's amazing changing thread not about AI)

The site is currently mis-rendering some parts of at least some stories. @onehitwanda first noted this in the other thread.

Some, but not all, section breaks, as given by center tags, are being clobbered. Looking at the rendered HTML, the site replaced the open < of both the open and close center tags with \x3C

Wanda reported this for an older story, so it is happening at render time, not in submission processing. I've had two recent reports that the end of my Winter Event story was missing section breaks. I know one of them was reading a chapter a day, which makes me suspect it is a change to the rendering software iapproximately two or three days ago.

My very first chapter title in the same story also is misrendered, with an extra unbolded s appended to the end that is not in my original copy. I strongly suspect I would have seen that s when I first brought up my story after it published, so again, I suspect a change in the rendering introduced this in the recent past.

To me, this is a far more serious bug than almost anything else. That story is substantially worse without the section breaks. I struggle enough with my own stories without the site screwing them up. I strongly suggest everyone look at your published stories carefully right now.

I am considering pulling all of my stories down until this is fixed. Yes I know I will lose all my votes and everything. I don't know what else to do.


Given the issue with pending purgatory, I wouldn't be surprised if there is database corruption. Database corruption could definitely cause the issues you are describing to occur. The nicer and kinder answer would be configuration changes made by @Manu
 
What do you have against undead engineers? You sound like a liveaphile.
All I'm gunna say here is that in many editions of Dungeons and Dragons, the existence of animate dead makes the Industrial Revolution and the development of large-scale computing inevitable.
 
Given the issue with pending purgatory, I wouldn't be surprised if there is database corruption. Database corruption could definitely cause the issues you are describing to occur. The nicer and kinder answer would be configuration changes made by @Manu
Hey ya'll! I worked out every day for two weeks and worked out ten times! Hope that helps!!
 
Given the issue with pending purgatory, I wouldn't be surprised if there is database corruption. Database corruption could definitely cause the issues you are describing to occur. The nicer and kinder answer would be configuration changes made by @Manu
Definitely not, since reloading fixes the issue.
 
Don't let anyone tell you that they aren't paying attention.

My example is displaying correctly. How about yours?
 
In my example, the block quote and center opening tags didn't work, but the italic tag worked fine. The "b" in blockquote" and "c" in center are both hex characters. The "i" for italic is not a hex character. It looks like the browser is using "\x3Cb" and "\x3Cc" as the code (error), but when its given "\x3Ci" it interprets the code correctly.
 
In my example, the block quote and center opening tags didn't work, but the italic tag worked fine. The "b" in blockquote" and "c" in center are both hex characters. The "i" for italic is not a hex character. It looks like the browser is using "\x3Cb" and "\x3Cc" as the code (error), but when its given "\x3Ci" it interprets the code correctly.
This is both amusing and horrifying.
 
You see that hill over there? The one with the stone circle and the neolithic hill fort ruins?

At the centre of that fort, aligned with the sunrise at Summer Solstice and moonrise at the Winter Solstice, is a stone. It's not much to look at - somewhat flat on top, mildly oblong, with odd indentations here and there.

If you were to wind time back seven thousand years, you'd find an altar stone where I used to pray to the Great Old Ones. The recesses held tallow candles, and the groove in the middle was to catch the blood of the first critics as we cut their hearts out in the dark of the moon.

It may not look like much of a hill in these modern times, but it is a site of old power, older than the bones of the Earth.

And I will die on it. So there!

Edit: PS: :p
I thought you were familiar, witch. I've written about you, those sacred stones, your dance within them:
Nymue waited.

It was time.

Nymue had studied the geometry of the hill as she walked towards it that afternoon. She understood most of it, but the final mystery lay ahead, higher on the hill where she could not see. She did not know the final shape of it, its centre, but had discovered over time that not knowing was best. The alertness that came with discovery tuned her intuition, she found a deep place in the base of her belly that was instinctive, animal, ancient. It was that knowledge Nymue sought, and the primal energy with it. This was her magick now.

She ate three small seeds and a dried husk to sharpen her vision, to hear like a cat, to smell like a fox and to taste like the adder, the snake. The moon spread silver on the grass. Nymue's tongue flickered and her senses grew hot. She stood, and dropped her cloak to the ground, spreading it wide. She would need it later, to hide within.

Nymue undid the buttons on her jerkin, bone and loop, and cast it from her body, together with her woven woollen vest. Her pale breasts were tight and hard already, a low ache behind her throbbed nipples. She released her hair from its tie, and it fell around her, an unnatural cloak of snow uncut to her waist. She unlaced the tied straps from her leggings and pulled them down.

Nymue placed her garments in neat piles around the edge of her cloak, carefully spaced and a hex. She traced them together with her finger on the ground and it was a hidden mark. Spirits might wake and follow her, but her belongings were material things and would be left alone now. High in a tree an owl waited, keeping watch over her camp. Birds followed Nymue, always and constant.

Nymue stood, her naked body glowing pale in the moonlight, a small white triangle at the base of her belly. Her eyes were black and wide, and she began to turn. Slowly at first, her bare feet sliding over the short grass, making slow weaves in and around the lines of stones, tracing spirals as she moved up the hill. Nymue looked to the ground and saw the lines and leys, then quickly looked to the sky to mark the planets and stars. Her mind instantly mapped the patterns of this place, and she saw it lined to the dog and the crab and the goat. This was a place of the moon, an ancient place.
 
Code is dumb, coders are dumberer, future coders are twats. Don't give them the pleasure.
This is kind of how I feel about very nearly ANY formatting in a story. The only exceptions I myself would ever consider using are italics and bold, and even then, the appropriate and necessary uses for either of them are very, very limited.

If a story can't be read in a plain-.txt file, absent any formatting (or, as in this case, superfluous characters) at all, then, rendering is not the problem.
 
I don't think it's quite fair to describe losing your section breaks as a 'special shade of pale blue.' Nor is it unreasonable to expect a text-display platform to display text correctly.
You don't quite understand hyperbole, do you?

My point, in a gentle way, was saying that, "I'm going to pull all my stories from the site," seemed a bit extreme, rather than waiting a day or two to see if the site fixed what is obviously a glitch.

In any event, this:

****

will never break.
 
This is kind of how I feel about very nearly ANY formatting in a story. The only exceptions I myself would ever consider using are italics and bold, and even then, the appropriate and necessary uses for either of them are very, very limited.

If a story can't be read in a plain-.txt file, absent any formatting (or, as in this case, superfluous characters) at all, then, rendering is not the problem.
You would hate House of Leaves.
 
You don't quite understand hyperbole, do you?
Hyperbole is saying "this is so annoying I'm going to delete everything." Saying bugs are the fault of "folk who try to get too clever with their formatting, to sex up their bells and whistles" is judgement, and describing formatting problems that break comprehension of the story as "you lost your special shade of pale blue" is smug as hell. So honestly I'm not sure I'm the one having issues with hyperbole here.
 
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