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every day my brain screams at me that the sensation of taste is actually your tongue undergoing sensory hallucinations that are entirely specific to you personally and then coherent me has the gall to wonder wonder why I'm suddenly less interested in food

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beam. wip introduction

genre: space opera, fantasy, cosmic horror

themes: exploitation of resources can build a nation and destroy one. knowledge. addiction.

featuring: an underpaid electrician, an overworked researcher, a huge ahh orange sun that turns yellow in the afternoons, a deep blue sea that glows in the storm, sci fi aesthetic of huge buildings standing by the sea.

synopsis:

The Empire of Sulayda long stood before the concept of time was even born. The Empire as ruled by the angels, the best of its kind, all gleaming towards the most important resource in the whole galactic empire: light. Amorsol was a water planet whom the angels never left its sight. Ruled by the Duchess of House Nasid, its light source was blossoming from its sun near it. However, with the mysterious death of the Duchess, the people are quickly left to fend for themselves, as the Angels decided to take their light away from them. Through casting a continuous eclipse, they are successfully taking away the only thing that kept them from the cold. Inma watched all of this in the seas of Ylbaro, the northern regions of Amorsol and witnessed it by themselves as they were left in the cold, often lightless, and left to fend for the monsters in the dark. But everything never lasts that way. And when the near-death situation of Inma's only family reached their ears, Inma decided they have enough. And they decided to do what they think is plausible for them to do: Shoot down the next ship that tries to block the damn sun. Which unfortunately triggered the anger of the Angels, the monsters underneath the seas of Ylbaro, and a chaotic and impulsive urge of Inma's to war.

aesthetic: deep blue waters, dark night skies, orange suns that turns yellow in the noon, long huge buildings with neon lights in the night, often slammed by the huge waves, flying boats along the sea, strong scent of rusted iron, ice by the skin, heat of the light

tone: an annoyed underpaid electrician's whining and whimpers of the injustice of the military's employee treatment, chaotic, impulsive, cannot be trusted, despite showing everything.

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The Drift - A time travel story

A scientist in the 1940s takes a journey in a time machine, but a malfunction leaves him stranded in space. Can he find a safe way back home?

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i like this.

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Long before the introduction of color film, a Russian chemist and photographer named Sergey Prokudin-Gorsky used an innovative technique. He took three individual black and white photos, each through a colored filter (red, green, and blue), to create fully colored, high-quality pictures. The photo of this woman, taken by him, is around 107 years old!

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I think if I could be the kind stranger in someone’s memory, that’d be enough.

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this hotel is so cool i feel like a driver at the kyalami ranch

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what farming items in mmorpgs has taught me: i used to think using ice trays to make ice cubes was free but after thinking about it i have to pay the electric bill to power the freezer so every moment that i’m not freezing new trays of ice cubes is a moment that i’m underutilizing the freezer and increasing the cost of ice cubes. i have to constantly swap out ice trays for new ice cubes on an hourly rotation on a 24 hour basis or else i won’t produce the maximum amount of ice cubes possible and will underutilize the full potential of my electric bill. i need to stop using all other appliances and utilities in my home to make more ice cubes

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accepting that you’re objectively weird & owning it is infinitely better than being constantly desperate to appear normal to people who don’t even matter to you

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Fuck you, City of Ur!

If you're dumb enough to buy a cartload of copper this weekend, you're a big enough schmuck to come to Ea-Nasir's Imported Metals!

Bad deals! Low grade copper! Thieves!

If you think you're gonna find a bargain at Ea-Nasir's, you can kiss my ass!

It's our belief that you're such a stupid motherfucker you'll fall for this bullshit! Guaranteed!

If you find a better deal, shove it up your ugly ass! You heard us right, shove it up your ugly ass!

Bring your deposit, bring your sealed tablet, bring your messenger! We'll send him back!

That's right, we'll send your messenger back through enemy territory!Because at Ea-Nasir's, you're fucked six ways from Sunday!

Take a hike to Ea-Nasir's, home of challenge pissing! That's right, challenge pissing!

How does it work? If you can piss six feet in the air straight up and not get wet, you get no down payment!

Don't wait, don't delay, don't fuck with us, or we'll turn you into a eunuch!

Only at Ea-Nasir's, the only merchant that tells you to fuck off!

Hurry up, asshole! This event ends the minute after you make a donation to the palace, and it better not bounce or you're a dead motherfucker!

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if you're also mad about the miscategorisation of parsecs as a unit of time in the infamous 'Kessel Run in under twelve parsecs' quote from one of the star wars films, we should probably invest that mutual pet peeve into some kind of sexual tension

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I love my fellow 0-note blogs. Fuck yeah that didn't bang either. Good job twin

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Everyone should read Fahrenheit 451 at least once and remember that it was written in 1953 - seventy years ago.

Ray Bradbury, the author, was a longtime supporter and donator to the public library system and believed everyone in a free society should have the right to knowledge.