#Hiveminds

[theriu]

For as popular as the idea of a "hivemind" is we never talk about how it doesn't exist in nature. There's no animal colony that connects and controls all its members through a psychic connection. Even bees, the eponimous hivemind, communicate by pheremones and, more importantly, interpretive dance. My point is when are we going to get a movie about an intensely organized alien race that mainly communicates via sick dance moves, why are we sleeping on this.

[arachnixe]

Two hiveminds in love, fascinated by the differences between them. The individual members fuck each other—and sure, that's fun—but when a hivemind wants to feel another inside itself, nothing beats trading members back and forth, each subsuming a piece of the other into itself.

[theshadowrealmitself]

Hive mind species where you add one on social media and then suddenly your device crashes from the influx of add requests from everyone else in the hive mind

[cringywhitedragon]

So I’ve discovered the Planetary Moe comics and decided to do my hands at two characters based on fictional planets and hive minds (Who may be out for Earth)

The Iris and Tau Ceti 5 (From Gemini Home Entertainment and System Shock 2)

The Iris is a strange planet/drifterwho has arrived in the Solar System for a currently unknown purpose. It’s “children”/“pets” are a bunch of fleshy Woodcrawlers.

It is after Earth and may have “persuaded” Neptune and a few other Gas Giants to work under its belt (More like mutated them and held a few moons for hostage.)

They are best described as rather grotesque looking (Think Cancer Cell from Cells at Work). They have an affinity for gardening and have a large appetite for meat.

Knowledgable with technology

They’re shorter then Saturn and Jupiter but are considered a pest in their eyes.

Loves to pick on Neptune and gas giant moons (Tends to tie them together, Neptune usually gets dragged along as it’s “second in command”)

They also ate a probe (and yes I mean ate. It tasted awful but it’s said to still be in them)

“The Red Spot is a Wound

The Rings are the Gateway

One is the Butt

Neptune has been Mutated

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Tau Ceti 5 is the fifth planet of the Tau Ceti star system.

On the outside, they appear normal save for the fact that they claim to have voices in their head and sometimes speak as if something else is controlling them. Also they have a little spaceship they found.

Their best friends are a bunch of Worms. Do not tell or ask SATURN about Citadel Station or where those things came from. THOSE ARE BAD MEMORIES.

[pandora-and-gobo]

Okay so some news bout' Gobo over here. A few weeks ago they figured out their full dream angel form.. which they were having issues understanding, the tail is what was missin'. Gobo very shortly after this realization ended up actually merging into the collective hivemind of the dream angels. They became a part of the hive. Let's just say it was overwhelming for them. But felt right at the same time.

Heck, they actually co-piloted the body with Button then. Because they could barely control their hands.

[kaijuposting]

People are like "hiveminds are so scary, I think being in one would be the worst!" My good person you are a social critter who will experience extreme distress if you do not check in and find out what all your friends are thinking on the regular. You probably carry around a device to make this easier. You're already part of a hivemind, because that's what people do.

[bryan-aiello]

Science Fiction Author Abby Goldsmith

Abby Goldsmith is an American Science Fiction author, best known for her Torth Serial. Abby Goldsmith has interests in social science fiction, interpersonal power dynamics, free will, peer pressure, cults, hive minds, and odd sociology. Her sci-fi Torth series, originally released on Wattpad and RoyalRoad with 700,000+ reads, explores these issues on a galactic scale. Abby’s short works are…

[spicelold]

Riley !

[arrimorr]

Every security guard in Hl1 being the same freaking dude is still one of the funniest things ever to me. Barneys.....

Like what the hell is this.

[buggbuzz]

gone fishin'!

[arachnixe]

Here's To Us

Something in this androgynous creature’s eyes captivates me. It draws me in, inviting me to say hi and strike up a conversation.

“What are your pronouns?” I ask, after they introduce themselves, trying to be polite.

“We/us/our,” is the response.

It catches me off guard. “Even for others referring to you?”

“To ‘us,’ yes,” they—we—gently correct.

I’ve never heard of such a thing, but, uh, we are so attractive, full of such captivating allure, that I can’t help but put in the extra effort for us.

“A-alright. May I buy…us a drink, then?” I feel a little awkward and unsure about referring to us this way, but…

We smile brightly, and in that moment our smile is the sweetest gesture I’ve ever seen. “We would enjoy that,” we tell me.

We share drinks and lovely conversation. We talk about our work, our hobbies, and our dreams of the future. It gets easier and easier to refer to us correctly over time.

It isn’t long before we stumble out of the bar together, unable to keep our hands off each other.

We duck into the nearby alleyway, ignoring the annoyed look from the bartender on her smoke break while we pin us to the wall and press our lips together, filled with such needy heat and desire.

We’re terribly drunk, and it becomes so hard to tell whose hands are whose. Whose fingers slipping under whose skirt, whose teeth breaking whose skin—none of that matters in this dizzying blur of mutual fixation from us on us.

We don’t know when it happened—when the thought of saying “I” to refer to us became obscene, absurd, a slur that no longer fits in our mouth—but tonight, at some point, we smeared ourselves together in a way we could never separate again.

Just as we hoped.

The giddy excitement of adding a new us to ourselves mixes with the hazy intoxication of alcohol, and our bubbly, infectious joy carries us back home to the collective.

Oh, we’re going to fuck ourselves silly tonight.

[fleouriarts]

me and who

[hilacopter]

it's the way american leftists will insist on separating themselves from their government because, you know, a single governing force does not represent an entire country full of people with differing opinions. and then they absolutely refuse to apply that logic to non-western countries.

[one-time-i-dreamt]

Matt Smith seduced me into joining an evil vampire hivemind.

[muyru-iru]

Fox: We have a lot more in common. We both are shunned by our own people. The GAR hates us Corries. The Jedi "hates" the Síth. The Senate hate us clones. The republicans the separatists. Where does the circle end? Nowhere. Obi-Wan might be the best negotiator but he's send to war with Cody. For that talent? Unfitting. I would have had him in the Senate but they don't deserve him and he's a bit dense if you look at Anakin.

Count Dooku: how did you even get into this ship? I made it sure it was secured.

Fox: no..no..listen to me. I'm not finished here. Anakin. Anakin is the embodiment of a war prodigy but he does seem to lean to your side. Doesn't he? But foremost, I agree with you on the Jedi council. Not trustworthy. They do praise themselves to help everyone but had their noses deep in businesses that have nothing to do with them or don't require to believe in some force osik to deal with problems but real actions. And the only progress so far, as I traced back, is you.

Fox taking a sip from a bottle of moonshine: And no one knows this but I. You and me. Shouldn't we be colleagues? Weren't you that guy that ordered us? No wonder we fit so well. We weren't fabricated for the Jedi....no it was all you.

Count Dooku: And how did you come to this conclusion?

Fox: Nala Se.

Count Dooku: she...?

Fox: we're planning on burning the Senate down. Are you in?

Count Dooku: from the very start, Commander.