Could someone show me what theyāre pasting thatās not working using https://dynalist.io/clipboard ?
Itād also help a lot if a video clip can be attached.
Itās happening again. Hereās what I get from that clipboard page:
I instructed my ship to fly towards the Jovian intrastellar station. \u{10}Projecting a portal ahead of the bow, my ship ambled through, coming to \u{10}rest a few thousand miles outside the station's shipyard. The station \u{10}was dead still. Half-completed ships stood silently in their berths, as \u{10}did the handful of visiting ships within visual range.\u{10}\u{10}Ordinarily, this is the part where I would send a message via the \u{10}galactic internet asking permission to come aboard and allowing the \u{10}station to project a portal into my ship. Without the internet, I was \u{10}stuck projecting my own portal to the inside of the station. This was \u{10}heavily frowned upon, the same way you wouldn't simply portal into an \u{10}acquaintence's house. But something erie was going on, and I needed \u{10}information.\u{10}\u{10}"Hop on in", I instructed Martha. A progress bar flashed before my eyes \u{10}for a moment as she synced her shipboard self with my cybernetic \u{10}implant, transferring her conciousness to cohabitate my body.\u{10}\u{10}Pulling up a map of the station I had stored in my shipboard computer \u{10}from a previous visit, I picked an arbitrary portal wall in the lobby \u{10}and dialed it into my projector. I could see lights on through the \u{10}portal. The station still had power, but I knew dark energy collectors \u{10}could run unattended for centuries. That kind of simple reliability was a\u{10} crucial part of making my circumgalactic journey possible.\u{10}\u{10}I stepped through the portal, and I saw them.\u{10}
