#Galactic Circus

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AMRShow - 2023 top releases....

Hello everyone,2023 is slowly fading away and somehow every year is gettin´ harder to make a final list.Here it goes this year´s top releases list in no particular order nor genere: WEST ALLEY  – A Night to Remember (Pride & Joy Music) EMIL SIGFRIDSSON  – Back To Yesterday (Lars Sigfridsson AB) AXENSTAR  – Chapter VIII (Inner Wound Recordings) HACKERS  – El Poder de Una Canción (Indipendent)…

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Review: Rockett Love – Galactic Circus

Review: Rockett Love – Galactic Circus Pride & Joy Music (September 22nd 2023) Reviewer: Jason Hopper Rockett Love is back with their third album since their self-titled debut in 2017.  While the first album did nothing for me, 2019’s ‘Greetings From Rocketland‘ was a significant step up in quality. One would not be blamed for giving the credit to the expert mixing and mastering of Erik…

[o--milo--o]

take the stage, roll the dice. what could go wrong? [ @gravitysketches @z3r0luvsu ]

[putting-kinger-in-places]

Kinger is now on the rig from deep rock galatic. Rock and stone!

Space Rig, Deep Rock Galactic

[putting-caine-in-places]

galactic Nova?

Nods, Caine is probably trying to high-five it

[madsgotmadagain]

playing roblox spray paint and seeing your art across the map >>>

The up close image and another drawing

[borkeraaaarf]

1/7 of The Amazing Galactic Circus - Pomni!

(The clothes are placeholders for now, I don’t know what to do with them yet)

Thank you @pomni-xddcc for answering my question about what animals you’d be!

I based Pomni on a Meowing Night Frog (because, you know, cat-frog) and a Manx Cat (because they don’t have tails, and apparently are good at noticing and taking care of things out of place (like mice))

Notes on Pomni:

Her ears and eyes are her most expressive parts

Her mouthmost of the time looks nervous because her species doesn’t have that many expressive face muscles

Her favorite food is a type of aquatic animal similar to a fish that’s found on her planet that tastes like salmon

Notes on Pomni’s species:

They are quadrupedal, but can stand up on their hind legs to do stuff with their hands, but they can’t exactly walk like this

They have sensitive skin

They do have thumbs and claws (easier to use tools and catch food that way)

They’re pretty good at fishing (not with something like a fishing rod, but by going into the water and hunting them that way)

They are obligate carnivores, primarily eating aquatic animals and bugs

They have blue eyes, and ears similar to a cat’s, so they’re able to notice small changes in their environment better

Like most species, they don’t have eyebrows

[sw5w]

Toward the Ultimo Vista

STAR WARS EPISODE II: Attack of the Clones 00:17:07

[dorky-stars]

I put Cyrus and Penny into The Amazing Digital Circus

[ahc-au]

The newspaper got Cody and his brother's images have revealed , wouldn't that be leaving them in a disadvantage since they are completely exposed to Dunn's "business partners"

Interesting thought! That drawing is mostly meant to show off all the characters involved, so take its canonicity with a grain of salt. But! The kids would have been put into the public eye no matter what. Their staying with Bishop was primarily to afford them his top-of-the-line security, specifically because their involvement being made public was an inevitability. So it's not necessarily that avoiding getting photographed puts their safety at risk any more than it already would be, more that it makes them uncomfortable. Hope that makes sense haha!

--Adelram

[hoshigray]

BYE WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS MANE ????

“karma is such a messy individual it's honestly concerning.” 🤓☝🏽

BYE MESSY ??? HOW AM I MESSY? WHY ARE YOU LYING. YEAH, I ANSWERED IT WHEN YOU WOKE UP BECAUSE ALL YOU DO IS WAKE UP AND LIE.

if i‘m “messy” at least i’m not a

LIAR, HOSHI.

"HOW AM I MESSY?" GIRL IF YOU DON'T FUCKING MOVE WITH THAT 💀💀YOU GOT SOME BALLS TO THROW THAT "LIAR" TITLE AROUND WHEN YOU'RE THE ONE WITH A PhD IN PATHOLOGICAL LYING. YOU DEPEND ON LYING TO LIVE AND BREATHE, LOOK AT YOU NOW? YOU DON'T BELIEVE ME? HOW BOUT YOU SCROLL THROUGH THE "galactic gal *ੈ✩‧₊˚ karma 💕" TAG AND LOOK AT ALL THE LIES AND MESSY BEHAVIOR YOU'VE EXHIBITED IN A MATTER OF 3 MONTHS.

Coming on MY blog calling ME a LIAR;

SHUT UP, man. 🫤🫤🫤

[open-sketchbook]

my girlfriend is asking for where she can find your written works, she really likes the one post you made about your mindstate wandering w/r/t making porn stories and she'd love to support you & read your stories

Sure!

I write my (public) fiction on the website Sufficient Velocity, a sci-fi forum. Most of them are in the form of 'quests', interactive stories; my day job is an independent tabletop roleplaying game designer, so the two things go hand in hand.

I unfortunately am both very busy and kind of a mess mentally, so fiction gets picked up and dropped a lot, and I write less than ever these days due to the shambles that my life has become.

For my quests, the stuff I'm proudest of is...

Castles of Steel, a longrunning (though currently on hiatus) story set in an alternate world much like our own, but with radically different gender politics. It's about the first woman in the navy of a country a lot like 1910s Imperial Japan, and more generally about how state power and imperialism entangles itself with and recoups social progress.

A Splinter in your Mind, a retelling of the Matrix with new characters and reimagined twists and worldbuilding. It makes the trans subtext into trans dommetext, and I feel its some of my cleverest writing.

Suffer Not, and especially its sequel The Witch Lives. Suffer Not is a Warhammer 40,000 fic about an Inquisitor who abuses her powers to actually make people's lives better, and is the story of her slowly realizing it is not enough. The Witch Lives takes place ten years later, following the grown up psyker the Inquisitor adopted, and focuses much more on faith, history, and the little people.

The Spider-Liv Trilogy started as a silly and honestly kind of bad extreme-divergence spiderman AU, but its sequel The Amazing Arachne is, I think, genuinely really good, because it's about what happens when a superhero gets hurt and then doesn't get better.

I've managed to properly publish two pieces of writing, as in you can get them in book form, and I'm still really proud of both.

Whispers from the Deep is an adaptation of the quest that defined the setting of my roleplaying game Flying Circus. It's about a young woman who steals a plane and runs away from her abuser with her boyfriend, and then has to take up life as an aerial mercenary in a 1920s-themed post-apocalyptic fantasy world. Also, she's a fish person and her village is a Cthulhu cult!

Lieutenant Fusilier in the Farthest Reaches is a pastiche of the Richard Sharpe books by Bernard Cornwell, moving the setting from the Napoleonic Wars to a bizarre future world where sentient, cheerfully productive robots were invented in the early 19th century and promptly took all the jobs, elevating all of humanity to the gentry and then to the stars. It's about a redcoated robot soldier who uses her immortality to save up and buy a commission in the Army of Great Britain and Beyond, a position normally occupied exclusively by humans, and then facing the fallout of her decision and the life choices leading to it as her first deployment spirals out of control. It's also, sorta, a parody of Star Trek; the Galactic Concert is a mechanized, Regency-themed Federation, and the back half of the book is basically about how the problems of a world cannot be solved by an away team of well-meaning people with stun pistols.

[threepandas]

Bad End: Happy Hunting! (1)

I should have known better. They told us. TRAINED US. Over and over, drilled into our heads! Don't assume! Don't PROJECT Human body language onto alien species! Think that just because they look similar, are ACTING similar, their brains are in any way WORKING similar!

Not every species pack bonds! Some of them are PREDATORS. Be CAREFUL!

I was an idiot. A fucking IDIOT!

I gasped for air. Ran. Ran and ran and RAN. Desperately trying to put distance between me and the hunters behind me. I could hear screams. Crashing. The sound of weapon fire. The air here wasn't RIGHT. Too high in oxygen? Too low? Some other trace element, slowly poisoning my lungs?

I didn't know. Scared! Oh god, I'm so scared!

I thought he was my friend!

Thought THEY were my friends! Stupid. So God damned stupid! You really will pack bond with ANYTHING, won't you?! They bare their teeth and you fucking thought it was a SMILE! No wonder I barely graduated. They never should have-!

A root catches my foot.

Crashing to the mulch of the forest floor. Scramble to get up. My ankle on fire. Hurts. Oh god it hurts! Ignore it. Go! Keep going! Gotta get OUT! Find a ship. Any ship! Radio for help!

All the trees look the same. Am I even going in a straight line? Deeper or across? Away from civilization? I don't know how to survive here! Can I even drink the water? No. Run! Just RUN! Nothing else!

I can't hear them.

Him.

I thought he was my friend.

My grades were shit. Worst of the Best, but ultimately good enough. Got to see the stars. The galaxy. Meet real life aliens. Was a glorified gofer for the Earthling Diplomat's Entourage. Galactic Council offered staff. Wasn't really an offer. We took um. Some of them were the "better" guards then the super military badasses we had brought.

Military badasses were pretty offended.

But I was a gofer. Not my circus, not my monkeys. Just here for the aliens, right? Yay getting to meet some, right? I couldn't even PRONOUNCE their species name. I was mortified. Tried my damnedest. They thought it was hilarious. My pronunciation was god awful. Was calling them the cutesy babified version of "office chair".

Met Wolfe. He seemed FRIENDLY. Kind. Considerate. He told jokes. Asked about my day. I started sharing. Hobbies and interests. Stories about home. Explained weird human behaviors. We were close. I... I thought we were close! Was it a lie? Was everything A LIE!?

When my rotation in space was coming to an end, I was SAD! Fucking HEARTBROKEN! That I might never see my friends again. Since communication between our two planets wasn't even stabilized yet. Might never be. I wanted to savor our time together. Treasure it!

But then things started to go wrong.

Random malfunctions, that delayed and delayed us. Lost communications that nearly caused interplanetary incidents. Took days and weeks to fix at a time. People went MISSING. We looked. Every time we LOOKED!

They're dead, aren't they? Oh god. Dozens of crew members DEAD.

Then the engine "broke". Conveniently just close enough for us to make an emergency landing on this planet! And oh, would you look at THAT! A sacred cultural festival!? They won't help us unless we join in.

It's a MARRIAGE HUNT.

Heavy emphasis on the HUNT part!

They weren't surprised. Not a single one. Every last one just turned too different people and... and...! Wolfe planned this. THEY planned this! We're gonna die. I trusted him and now I'm gonna DIE! Can't breathe! Branches whipping at my arms and hair and face, as I RUN. Down slopes. Across shallow rivers. Even as my limbs BURN. I... I HAVE TOO-!

A powerful wall of muscle slams into me.

I scream. Thrash, even as I fall. My arms are easily tucked and pinned against my side, as the body covering mine rolls with me down a slight incline. The smell of wet plant matter and upturned soil thick in the strange air. Dizzy. I feel sick. Oh god please no!

Heat and pressure pin me down. Arms like thick steel bands. Still, I struggle, like a cornered animal. I have too. They always tell you to FIGHT. Only chance and survival. The deep rumble of crooned reassurances in an alien dialect fill my ear. I can feel how DEEPLY he breathes me in, before each sentence. Like hes been holding back and finally no longer has too, is giddy with it. How his hands already spread possessively, eager to explore.

And he's strong. Oh god, he's so strong! Please please please! Let go. LET GO!

"Shhhhhh shh shh, is 'okay' now. I have you. You ran so hard! Did so well! My precious little human~ so brave. So strong. You did it! Now, no one can EVER seperate us! You don't have to worry anymore. No more tears~" Hunter, Warrior, oh god it was never a GRIN-! His teeth are so sharp. Pressed so close to my skin!

"I'll take care of EVERYTHING~"

I'm scared.

[thatonegayspacerock]

Live laugh love TAOCC <3

Respective OC blogs are as follows: @galactic-blooms @radioactive-circus @pharaoh-friend @tracytraineeofficial

[betweenlands]

OLM!?

STUPID IDIOT MOTHERFUCKING OLM GOD DAMN FOOL ARCHITECTURE GORE MAKING GOD FAKING RAT OLD BASTARD GHOST OF AGOLITH BIGGEST CLOWN IN THE CIRCUS LAUGHED OUT OF TOWN COWBOY MOTHERFUCKING OLM

STOP PINNING ME WHEN I TALK ABOUT OLM I HATE THEM SO MUCH WHY DO THEY KEEP MAKING UP SHIT WHY DO THEY DECIDE TO FUCK AROUND AND FIND OUT JUST SAY SOMETHING ELSE ARE THEY DEAD ARE THEY A BASTARD OLM HAS SUCH A VISCERAL AFFECT ON ME NOT EVEN IN THE ROOM NEVER SEEN THIS THING'S FACE AND I KNOW THEY HAVE THE WORLDS SHITTIEST GRIN GET AWAY FROM ME

if i wanted to get into skyblock kingdoms and god said olms waiting inside i would piss on gods feet for the sole purpose of getting sent back down

if i have to deal with olm saying one word in person on voice in sbk not only will i close the tab i will delete the video out of spite and have to rewatch the entire series again for the experience of being able to skip all the times where they are mentioned or alive

i don't even know why i hate them so much. they fuck around but i am just mad because i am angy

they better have some fucked up backstory to explain this if theyre just some shithead god whos a fan of creepypasta and wanted the irl version ill go ham

BETTER have had the abyss make them a sealed ancient evil cuz if it didnt Im going to make it

paypal.com/IFuckingHateOlm

episodes not even about them. vaguely shown what is supposed to maybe be some architecture gore and i lose it

where the fuck is olm if theyre still alive im going to so deeply wish they werent

crusty old one

ill punch olm and their sad frail old god twig bones will simply flake apart under my epic huge meat fist and they will disintegrate until all thats left is one final tombstone to be locked at all times simply titled Now You Fucked Up in neo galactic

im not breathing im hyperventilating at this point

i hope theres a date given for when olm died or will die so i can make it a reminder on my phone

everyday once a year i will see it and do anything but pay respects to the god who constantly made up shit for fun to be evil

[somethingusefulfromflorida]

I hate how Disney has turned Star Wars fans into Disney Adults. It's not even about liking the content anymore, it's just the aesthetic. To them, a good story isn't about charismatic characters or interesting plot points or depth of any kind, it's about recognizing things from other things. There will be a gonk droid in the background, and the showrunner will say "that's not just ANY gonk droid, it's the ORIGINAL gonk droid from the jawa sandcrawler in A New Hope," and all the 35 year old fans with car decals in the shape of Mickey Mouse Death Stars will cream their pants. "Look, this little elephant kid is watching the holographic circus show from the Holiday Special! Remember that? Remember Chewbacca's dad jerking off to the dancing lady? Everybody LOVES the Holiday Special! It used to be Hashtag Cringe but now enough people watch it ironically that it's profitable!"

Any day now there's gonna be a show set in the sequel era and they'll say "Look everybody, it's Riyola Keevan!" And an auditorium will erupt with applause

Who the hell is she? Am I supposed to know her?

"She's the captain of the Halcyon!"

What's that? I've never heard of it.

"You know, from Star Wars: Galactic Starcruiser."

Is that one of the comics, or a video game? I still don't know who it is.

"Remember the Star Wars hotel in Orlando! She's the captain!"

That hotel closed after a year and a half of poor sales, why should I give a shit about one of the NPCs? Why are you making a big deal of this? Why does every new piece of content need to have homework? Why did we allow this company to turn movies and TV shows into unending serialized comic books?