If I fits i sits
An unusually persistent and assertive form of the trope. 10/10, no notes. :)
Source: twitter.com
New Anatomy
Found a little time this morning. It’s nothing important, but a few of you have show interest in a bit of an anatomy lesson for hybrids.
Also, don’t worry I took a nap after I wrote this. it was a good nap
Time dilation was an absolute bitch. You would think with his job as a spaceship captain for the past, almost decade that the concept would be familiar to him but honestly, that wasn’t the case. Once warp drives were created the need for E=MC ^2 Calculations in the context of spaceships was discarded almost completely. Of course, it had to be taken into consideration when calculating for satellite movement yes yes, but on a large scale it was mostly ignored. Not to mention that all his favorite science fiction films and movies practically ignored the issue of time dilation all together. Star Trek, and Star Wars never mentioned it. Neither did Firefly. There were a few notable exceptions, Interstellar and Project Hail Mary.
However, when science fiction did bother to include time dilation, there was one thing that everyone could agree on.
The Sins of the Few
I realize this side story has been kind of drawn out, but here is most of the ending.
“What is this!”
Five of the most renowned university lecturers on the Vrul homeworld stood before the council, light filtering from seven faces of the eight faced glass octagon that constituted the Vrul council tower. The city was arrayed below them in full 360 view. Their star was beginning to sink behind the horizon, casting the walls and tower into long shadows.
Hidden Depths
They crawled like parasites through the metal organs of the Vrul city, unwelcome intruders who had infiltrated the body through the skin while the creature above slumbered quietly in the night. They were the sickness that planned to infect the host. Krill knew that viruses and bacteria didn’t have the complex thought processes to feel and think in he same way that sentient life did, so imagining himself as a bacteria or parasite wasn’t exactly accurate to that experience.
But still…. The thought was there.
Road Trip to Revolution
“How do you get pulled over in space!” “Quiet, or I swear I will turn this ship around.” Krill grumbled, slowly easing up on the engine and firing the forward thrusters to come to a slow stop, or gentle drift. Behind them, a cruiser with AORD (Arcadia Orbital Defense Division) printed on the side eased to a languid stop. They hadn’t even managed to make it out of low orbit, and Krill had exactly no idea what he had done wrong.
One Pride
Important note I forgot: What about the last two years do you want me to write about, or what do you want to read about now? A lot happened so there is a lot to cover if you want to know about it
“What’s his/her name?”
“His name is Ka’Leen., but everyone calls him Kay”
Golden Boy
Adam did not expect the reunion that was waiting for them at the main spaceport. He was too busy gawping out the window eyes fixated on the vast grid of wartime military technologies that made up the Arcadia defense grid. From what Sunny told him there were four primary stations. The largest one acted as their main shipping as space port, while the other three split responsibilities. One of them was primarily geospatial and handled things on Arcadia. It had a network of smaller satellites that helped to coordinate signals like GAP. The other two monitored distant signals, and – thought it was classified information—were primarily used to gather long range intelligence and intercept signals on their neighboring planets. One of them included a massive long rage telescope, with spectroscopy capabilities and a minor warp engine.
Hating on all of humanity is considered more acceptable than hating on a certain community which is a subset of humanity.
pursuing a career in acting just so i can smoke and be covered in blood without any of the actual consequences of either
Pursuing a career in music so I can wander foggy bogs emitting unearthly wails and have people go “so excited for the new album!” rather than “the banshee haunts the moors another night, gather your pitchforks and fire, brethren, we must protect our village from this ill will”
what music are you listening to and where can i listen to it as well
Your tags were exactly right, it was Florence Welch . And also kiki Rockwell’s “cup runneth over” for a good hour
Good News: @evilscientist3 and I are back in Toronto safely!
Bad News: I got got the last hour of driving in New York by an (looking back on it) EXTREMELY obvious speed trap where they have that thing that's a lil 35 mph road area sandwiched between two 55 mph backroad highways
Miscellaneous News: I hope the court clerk is prepared for a envelope in ornate blackletter and a bee themed wax seal :)
nah @mademoisellesarcasme we got turned around in Great Valley
which imo does NOT sound like a real place name in real life and not video'd game
in case anyone needs the public address of the great valley town court PO box
here ya go
So are you paying them or is that a formal declaration that you are challenging the ticket?
I am NOT driving all the way, over an international border and back, to Great Valley for a first offense ticket, this was just my somewhat extra way of going "i dont give a hot shit about the pleading just tell me how much money you want"
The unremarkable biped. #3
The creature's encounter with the engineering staff went surprisingly well. It appears the engineering staff merely wanted to take on the challenge of modifying an old supply closet on the station to better fit the creature's needs. I suspect the medical staff had let slip some aspects of the creature's unique biological traits to the wider population on the station.
It also appears that the creature held some type of engineering position when it was with its own kind. I must discover at some point how the creature had managed to obtain their respect as Engineering has generally treated my command as a suggestion in the past to some disastrous results. Never the less the chemical processing department is currently on lock down.
The creature seems the happiest with a nitrogen rich atmosphere infused with trace amounts of oxygen. It also seems to prefer a heavier gravitational pull on its frame.
Some more information had been sent back from the medical wing. The creature seems to require a substantial amount of 'dihydrogen oxide' [water] to survive. Furthermore, it requires a range of other compounds to retain biological function within its body.
Hopefully, chemical processing can aid the creature.
idk how my parents can live they way they do. how are you a nine inch nails fan but also homophobic
what did you think this song was about
Yeah
best thing tumblr ever did for me is the term "rotating it in my mind". it's really true that sometimes you think about something real hard but you can't tell what the thoughts are exactly. it's revolutionary stuff, i might even say
When I say I'm rotating it in my mind it looks like this
Dr Doolittle-style show about a detective who can talk to animals, except instead of talking like people the animals still talk like animals, just translated into English sentences, so the plot of most episodes centres around trying to figure out what the star witness testimony actually means.
Victim's murder was witnessed by her pet snake, whose tank was in the room. Unfortunately pet snake is incapable of describing the world around them except in terms of 'rocks' and 'meat', with their descriptions of individual forms of 'meat' focusing almost entirely on body temperature and smell.
(Solved when it turns out that their description of 'warm-cold meat with rock' was actually an attempt to describe a suspect with a prosthetic limb, which is pretty unnoticeable to a human, but looks dramatically different in infrared.)
Murder at a honey farm. Each witness managed to see about ~0.06% of the full crime, in order to get the full picture, you have to get them to swarm.
Victim was found several days after death, already crawling with maggots. Days into the investigation, protag begins a frantic search to find any surviving maggots/flies that were on the corpse, after realising that how the victim tasted would give vital information about the poison used.
Also there's at least one or two animals who actually do talk in full sentences and in terms humans can understand, and the reason behind this is never fully explained.
All cats in this universe talk in terms of 'mine/not-mine' and mainly focus on territory, mates and food, with the one exception of the main character's cat who is named Watson and knows how to use sarcasm.
All insects speak in one word sentences where everything is 'food', 'enemy' or (for hive insects) 'friend' and 'queen', with the exception of seven-spotted ladybirds specifically, who for some reason speak in full English sentences and are up to date and knowledgeable about world events. The protagonists is as concerned by the full implications of this as you are.
We just assume people who speed and weave through traffic are dicks but maybe the occasional one is a secret agent on an important mission
Making your characters blush
- staring at them with heart eyes
- getting caught staring
- "I'm so incredibly proud of you."
- booping the other's nose
- calling them a pet name
- "You're just too adorable when you blush."
- hands brushing against each other, finally linking together
- biting their lips, while holding the gaze
- "Sweetheart."
- smearing ice cream on the other's nose
- and licking it away
- "I'm not blushing!" "Yes, you are."
- being called their girlfriend/boyfriend for the first time
- hiding under the blankets to hide the blush
- "May I have this dance?"
- complimenting each other unexpectedly
- giving them a hand kiss
- "I really like that color on you. Brings out your eyes."
- blowing them a kiss
- getting pushed together in a crowd
- "You're getting so red, so don't try to deny it, my love."
- calling them "mine"
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when tea is at the perfect temperature so you have to gulp it all down because the perfect temperature only lasts four seconds