The thing most people don’t seem to get about becoming a ship is that you don’t become a computer so much as the computer becomes you. This and this alone you can appreciate about your current status– all the books you’d read back in your days as a pretty good psionic nothing to write home about, before anybody’d even heard of the Signless, had tried and failed to capture the supposed poetic tragedy that comes with becoming the brain of a spaceship (not Helmsman, you never say Helmsman, you hear that enough from her it kind of makes you gag in anybody else’s voice), because the truth is what’s so bad about it isn’t anything to do with a lack of free will. Sure okay, you’re being forced to serve under the Condesce and there’s essentially no use in fighting it since it’s either this or what they call autopilot, which you guess you should mention is not a thing you can ever come back from, not the way she talks about it anyway.
If her Condescension is to be believed, this involves living out the rest of your life with all of your senses and basically nothing else: like a little animal with basic instincts and emotions so far as fear counts as one, but no will to even bother wishing could be free. But honestly? You’ve got about a thousand times the brain mass of even any of the other pilots in this galaxy and any psionic not talented enough to receive this so-called honor gets their brainspace chopped up into little bits, not the other way around.
Since the only punishment she knows how to give you is such an all-or-nothing kind of deal, all you have to do is not make her mad– like, really mad– like mad enough to give up the only stable relationship in her entire life and spend the next ten thousand sweeps or so watching his body sit there with no memory of who either of them are– and you get to keep this body the size of a whole city and barter the Empress out of conquering defenseless planets to your heart’s content. Hey man, check it out! In a sense you got just what you and the Signless wanted, because you’re bringing more peace to the universe than he could have even if he hadn’t been brutally murdered before he hit fifteen.
But no, really, none of this is that bad. None of this is the worst part. Huh, what? What is the worst part?
i found you under the art tag, so im hoping you draw and im hoping you take requests.. anyway, lol could you do a drawing of lilo giving narry a wedgie? hahahaha ik more than anyone how odd it sounds but i had a dream about it and you gotta admitt it's for sure something they'd do XD
Drawing their faces gave me way too much pleasure hah feat. Niall’s bootie and Liam’s need to be a lad.
wait whoa what? art tag? what art tag? is it my art tag? i must know pls