#Radio Telepathy

[acebytaemin]

another diary entry post from me to me for me but like. i can’t tell you in words how good this is to me like yes exactly. 100% this is how every bang chan edit should look like

[nerds-yearbook]

In 1987, the first manned spaceship, under the command of the US Navy, landed on Mars. To their surprise they found homes from various periods in Earth history and what appeared to be the crew’s relatives that have passed on. ("Mars is Heaven", X-Minus One, radio)

[andr33yy]

Favourite domestic Cherik headcannons!

Erik is a cleanfreak. He cannot stand Charles' habit of leaving dishes on the table. He has told him multiple times to at least put them into sink to soak. They don't really fight over this, but sometimes it really does annoy Erik to the brim

Erik cooks well and Charles is a catastrophe in the kitchen. Erik cooks for the most part and Charles takes up the role of the kitchen passenger princess/yapping background radio and both are quite comfortable with their positions.

Charles has a shit sleeping and eating schedule due to being a uni student b4 meeting Erik. He'd have the habit of staying up late and having tea with few biscuits as a meal. "Charles, go to sleep now. No, no 5 more minutes. Now." & "Charles, come eat b4 the food is cold." is quite often used by Erik cuz of that

Charles is good at keeping away Erik's nightmares. Durning their trip Erik often woke up hyperventilating bc of a nightmare and soon Charles offered to try to keep them away with his telepathy. Next morning, when Charles asked how Erik slept, he silently admitted it was the best sleep he's gotten in years. Next day Erik overstepped his emberassement and asked Charles

"Can you.. can you do the same thing you did yesterday? You know, the nightmare thing..?"

"Oh, I'm more than happy to, my friend!"

and ever since then their beds begun getting closer day by day and Charles was cradling Erik's mind in his sleep without the other having to ask.

[sainzinnorris]

carlos's radio message of “ gap to lando every lap" and carlos intentionally slowing down just enough to keep lando within drs range , lando understanding the signal. when told by his race engineer about the gap (0.8) carlos goes like “ it's on purpose ”. do you understand how much coordination, trust and intimacy you have to have with THAT driver to have that amount of telepathy with? like. nobody apart from CarLando could pull that off. i repeat, nobody else.

[wings-of-fire-confessions]

Is telepathy acoustic ? Like if two NightWings tried to read the other‘s minds would they just recursively amplify either dragon‘s thoughts in a feedback loop until it drones some kind of godawful static ? Would they have to stand at a certain trajectory for that to happen ? Or maybe they can tune to radio frequencies with parametric equalization and have like a built in limiter which would clip feedback transmitted on one input line but not the others

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[valyrfia]

story idea where telepathy is developed and people with adhd are suddenly in high demand and the only ones resistant to it because if you try to read their thoughts they look like:

*vague music playing in the background* DUDUDUDU-oh i really need to pay that-ooh i want a coffee-no gotta clean the house-okay but first need to reply to this person-*another piece of music starts playing over the first one*-and i need to reply to-oh shit my coffee-i wonder whether dinosaurs had dreams-okay gotta leave the house in ten. i'll start getting ready in eight-*hears an earworm on the radio*-oh shit-*EARWORM AGGRESSIVELY PLAYING OVER ALL OTHER THOUGHTS*

[wishchip106]

just remembered Erik can canonically sing so do you guys think he would softly sing to Charles whenever they were alone enjoying each other’s company

Charles usually helps Erik go back to sleep after nightmares with his telepathy but when Charles has a nightmare Erik would sing the same lullaby his mama taught him to help Charles calm down

Erik humming a melody he heard on the radio while he makes breakfast and Charles lovingly watching him from the kitchen table

damn Charles got his own personal walking radio 🤯

[conflictofthemind]

TL;DR: HNL was studying how to give human subjects electromagnetic, most specifically visible light based, powers in order to bend space-time for their needs.

I’m going to try and condense this as much as I can because considering electromagnetism as a major force in ST (pun intended) opens up so many potential areas of analysis that can only be a brief cover of without turning into multiple essays.

Let’s go over the electromagnetic spectrum:

I hope you might already be recognizing some symbols we see often in Stranger Things, especially if you’ve been following the BTS and some location and set leaks from Season 5.

The electromagnetic spectrum encompasses the different frequencies of electromagnetic radiation - waves of energy that travel at the speed of light (and produce visible light to us at certain frequencies). You’ve probably heard of most of these, including cancer-causing gamma rays and x-rays, the visible light spectrum (the rainbow), microwaves, and radio waves.

In S5, we have the radio station as a main location for the characters. They’re also driving around in the radio station’s van, which has an image of a hawk emitting a rainbow (visible light radiation). Steve’s car also has a massive antenna on top of it. My first thoughts were that the team was trying to keep in contact with Max in hopes of her being able to hear them in her coma, considering she has a radio near her bedside. While that still may be a reason, I think the characters may have come to realize how important electromagnetic fields could be in their fight against Vecna (this where leader of the AV Club also focused on electromagnetic objects Scott Clarke may make his triumphant return).

Now to pivot onto why electromagnetism is so important to the lore of ST:

What the scientists in Hawkins Lab are likely studying is a way for human brains to produce or manipulate certain types of electromagnetic waves through telepathy. Most obviously this is seen by them having the kids try to manipulate and turn on a circle of light bulbs. Our brains actually already produce electromagnetic waves, but at a very slow frequency. The scientists are constantly measuring brain waves while conducting these experiments. We even get full shots of El’s brain waves during NINA, for example. We also see similar shots in S2 while Will is in the HNL.

You can also observe that the Hawkins National Laboratory has absolutely massive satellite dishes on it’s rooftop; ones that do not exist on the real life building but are added in post because they pose some sort of significance. Nudge, it’s because they are transmitting and receiving massive amounts of electromagnetic waves.

Why are they studying electromagnetic waves then?

They are studying electromagnetic waves because they are a method in which time travel can theoretically be achieved - the focus of the Montauk Project in which Stranger Things is based on. The military likely is investigating time travel as another war tactic against Russia.

Let us take a look at the first chapter of the Montauk Project: Experiments in Time book (they are seriously plagiarizing the living hell out of this thing):

Also, did you catch the whole 'attaching a massive antenna on the hood of my car to pick up a secret signal' thing? That's suspiciously similar to the state of Steve's car! Anyway...

The story of Stranger Things starts chronologically, as does Montauk, with the disappearance of the USS Eldridge and Project Rainbow (named after the bending of the visible light spectrum). Brenner’s father was revealed to have captained the boat in TFS, which disappeared for 12 hours into Dimension X and when it came back, the crew was killed or driven mad (except for Brenner Sr). This inspires Brenner to continue onto the Nevada project, and eventually, Hawkins National Lab’s studies. The USS Eldridge / Philadelphia Project conspiracy from real life went as follows:

They were studying electromagnetism, specifically the bending of light, to make objects invisible. This was only the first step in the experiments. Once Henry got involved and came back from his trip to Dimension X with powers, Brenner must have realized he could potentially use human subjects to manipulate electromagnetic fields themselves. Human subjects didn’t require machinery or set up and could bend space-time wherever they pleased, as long as they were able to learn the ability.

The more conspiratiorial side of Theoretical Physics proposes using circulating light beams to warp time-space, creating a wormhole in which one can literally walk through time. This is pop-science, likely not true but interesting for fiction purposes. This method of time travel being used is heavily implied due to the fact that the USS Eldridge was already able to disappear into another dimension by the bending of light.

This is how it worked in the Montauk Project book (absolutely ridiculous how much they took from this honestly):

My guess is that in the Stranger Things universe, they have not yet managed to time travel, only to create portals into this alien Dimension X. Previously, said portals were only made twice by highly advanced technological equipment. El demonstrated that she was able to open a portal all by herself - another step to achieving time travel with singular human subjects. Season five is when we will see the beginning of the time travel plot line, though it like in Montauk is likely already in a loop.

That’s where we get the name for the Rainbow Room, named after this Project Rainbow. The rainbow represents the full spectrum of visible light, and the goals of the project to bend said light into portals and eventually time travel wormholes.

Implications?:

-Well, first of all it seems very obvious by this point that we are going for a time travel plot line, and this is how it will be achieved.

-Will is heavily connected to light in general, the sun, and of course… the rainbow. He is also implied be the one involved in the time travel plot line. This will be very relevant going forward and deserves it’s own post. Potential funniness of defeating Vecna with the power of the rainbow afoot.

-Coma patients are known to have odd, barely detectable brain waves. The kids will be able to communicate with Max in her coma using the electromagnetic spectrum somehow, probably through the radio waves.

-On the farthest end of the spectrum, we have ionizing gamma ray radiation, which is known to cause cancer in humans. Expect Hopper’s daughter Sara to connect to this plot line (and perhaps Sam Owens’ dead son). There is a whole theory on this site already called radiationgate. I have not managed to look into it yet but I think they are probably onto something there. The original al pitch mentions the UD leakage into the real world causing cancer as well.

[star-lights-up]

Erik who works at a customer service call center and Charles who wont stop calling in because he wants to talk to Erik

(i’m bored and decided to bother you with this random idea)

Ohhhhh I love this!! This is so cute.

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I can just see charles, the old professory fart that he is (even in his thirties) having no clue how to work the new website the college is having the professers use for their classes.

Naturally, he calls the customer service line -- and it gets answered by this really sexy sounding guy with a german accent.

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Now, Erik, who's been floating around, well, the world, really, for the past... well, forever, really, no family, few friends, has just landed himself in America for the first time. One of those friends (probably Emma) gave him a low-level customer service job at one of their locations in the states, just for while Erik's getting settled and until he can find some real work as [insert job here. No, I'm not lazy. it's like mad libs].

The problem is that he's got a really thick accent, so he's been having this totally shit first day (lots of people asking him to repeat things, him stumbling over his words as he gets more and more frustrated with them and himself, supervisor glaring at him for how long he's taking).

Then this posh sounding guy (a complete idiot, by the way -- who can't figure out where the menu is on a website!? Click the fucking waffle in the corner) who gets everything Erik's saying right away.

Thanks to posh guy's attempts, they begin to strike up a bit of a conversation. Erik says that he's from Germany, but has been floating around a little. Posh guy says that he's lived in the states for most of his life, but was born in england and went to college there. He even speaks German -- something he attributes to his mutation, telepathy. Erik's ecstatic to learn that posh guy is a mutant -- the first mutant he's talked to in the states!!

Erik's supervisor is glaring daggers at him, and he's sure he's on the verge of being fired, so he tells posh guy that if he doesn't need any more help, he's got to go. Posh guy bids him farewell.

By some miracle, erik's not fired. And then posh guy calls again the next day -- and the next, and the next, and the next, and then one day he leaves his number and says for Erik to text him.

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Charles gives sexy accent guy his number and tells him to text anytime since he figures the man could use some friends here in the states. Charles knows what it's like to move around a lot, anyway -- between going back and forth from England during his childhood and back and forth between his parent's houses, he's got some experience. And the world is getting better, but it's still not super friendly to mutants.

Also, maybe, they could meet up sometime. And maybe sexy accent guy is sexy in person too.

Sexy accent guy texts him.

Hello

Also, my name is Erik

Charles grins at his phone, introduces himself, and puts forth the idea of lunch this weekend. A restaurant he frequents, not too near his apartment or his work, lots of people. The worst thing that could happen is that Erik is a 90 year-old-man, and even then, Charles could do with another friend.

Erik, after a few minutes of radio silence, agrees.

"Charles, this is probably the dumbest thing you've ever done." Raven sighs over the phone.

"Raven-"

"No, really. The dumbest. He could be a total psycho, or eighty, or-Why! Why, why, why would you do this?"

Charles lets her scream at him, putting his phone on speaker and lowering the volume (that, he knows how to do). She'll go on for a while -- he can read the paper while she does.

But of course, when Charles gets to the restaurant, there's this tall, hot guy with steel gray eyes and auburn hair standing outside. He pulls out his phone to text Erik, trying to ignore hot guy -- and then said guy's phone beeps.

"Erik?" Charles chances an ask. The man's eyes light up. He straightens, stepping forward, hand extended.

"Yes. You must be Charles." And there it is -- that sexy voice. He doesn't smile, really, not yet, but there's a look on his face that makes Charles know he really, really, really wants to see Erik smile.

(He does by the end of lunch -- it's a lovely smile).

(He's also kissed him by the end of lunch. He had a glass of wine, okay? Raven warned him not to, and he did anyway. He has no one to blame but himself. Thankfully, Erik didn't seem to mind at all).

(Erik's really fucking glad Charles kissed him first. He wanted to as soon as he saw him, really -- though that would've been wildly inappropriate -- but there was no way he'd have the guts to do it).

(Charles takes to calling the customer service line at his work and flirting in between his inane questions, making Erik blush and his boss glare at him. Honestly, he can't say he even minds).

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Is this.... anything like you were hoping for? XD Thank you!! This was a fun write after a tiring day -- good to stretch my brain and do something creative! Honestly, might turn it into a fully written oneshot at some point (if that's okay with you!!) Have a nice day/night, I hope your trip is going well!! <3

[colourstreakgryffin]

Oh, my God, of course you can, dear. And to make it interesting to read, make sure that Alastor makes a deal with Bill (that is, with us) 👏

Awesome! Thanks, love! I’m on it. Alastor x Bill Cipher! Reader/Us, genderneutral! I know I’ve been busy but sadly, life gets in the way as much as writer block does. Sorry that this is bad, Bill and Alastor being the best toxic ‘partners’ go brrrrr~

Alastor- the Weirdmageddon

Alastor is infamously known as the strongest, the greatest, the most influential Overlord in Hell’s history… but his power is much more artificial than people ever suspected, yet. He also refuses to accept that as a fact, he wants to believe his power is his. It was only boosted by the figure who owns him, not granted by the figure who owns him

Sadly… that’s not the case. He’s only overwhelmingly authoritative because of you, called under the simple name ‘Cipher’. Making a deal with you, you granted him a alternately-sourced chunk of your immense power in exchange for him serving you as you please

As mutual give and take partners in crime

Alastor despises it… he despises being chained. He despises being the servant of a demonic entity so above him that they can turn him into a decoration banner with a snap of their fingers. Said demonic entity, being you, is a multidimensional threat that Hell had never seen

Often shaped in the form of a big limbed floating one eyed triangle, you’ve never shown your true form. It makes you terrifying in reality; nobody, not even Alastor knows your power’s true vast limits. Alastor always remembers the day he had sold his soul to you so fluently

In 1937, deep within Hell almost four years after his earth-life death, where Alastor barely had any position, any power, any recognition, any influence within this agitating city full of prissy high-ranks. He had to figure out a way to get what he wanted so he stumbled his way upon a library that had a eyecatching journal consisting a number of odd concepts, unknown mysteries but he only cares about one thing

Cipher

A extremely powerful demonic entity, it’s unknown if they are a human soul or a hellborn manifested by Lucifer himself. Either way, they are so strong that a number of this thick dark old journal has urgent warnings of the following ‘do NOT summon at all causes’. Alastor had never been a man to follow the rules, he follows himself so he took that journal and under the cover of the blackish-red night

The soon-to-be-Radio Demon had set up a summoning ritual, consisting of a picture of a victim of choice with crossed out eyes, 8 lit candles placed in a circle as well as the incantation: "Triangulum, entangulum. meteforis dominus ventium”. Alastor knew this was pathetic, a waste of time but if he could possibly steal this Cipher’s power

He’d be unstoppable

As soon as he had finished the incantation, it felt like something had possessed him in that split second of a breath and forced him to mindlessly but passionately repeat another unknown backwards message repetitively dropped down onto a knee by a invisible force

Over and over in a menacing manner until the realm around him turned a slate gray, time slowed down instantaneously and a fiery-ringed triangle-shaped black portal manifested in the space above. Out popped you with a malicious insane laugh upon manifesting properly into existence

It actually worked! In like a blink, Alastor had successfully summoned his new victim! Cipher or you, in your triangle shapeshifted demonic form, floating down before him with an invisible grin. You speak up with a strong charming smooth tone of telepathy, you’re much smaller than he suspected. Whilst he snapped out of the weird brief ‘possession’ trance to gain back his composure and grace as a gentleman

“Wow. It’s been a while since I’ve even seen Hell! Hey, you’re a new face. Name’s Cipher. Tell me, are you the brand new dinner? Haha! I’m just kidding. I know who you are, Alastor”

You chime out with a cheerful almost child-like glee despite your obvious insanity, tipping off your cute tophat to him in a charming hats-off style bow. Floating before him effortlessly and your single huge eye following his every movements. Alastor may not be under the position he desires but he doesn’t fear you, he will take you out

He genuinely believes he has a chance to manipulate you into serving him… how up his ass he was to think so

“Enough, ‘dream demon’. I don’t have time to play your games when time is tight. I need you to work for me. As partners in crime, perhaps. A beneficial deal, we grant each other power and influence as well as find victims”

Alastor is very sharp-tongued, witty. He’s a good talker, he knows how to trick even the most suspicious people into believing him and siding him and he plans to exploit you and your immense power to take for his own. You’re an old smudge of the past, he deserves that power more than you do

“Ah. I’ve never had such a companion to rule this Realm with. I suppose, I can give your offer a chance if you help me with my something too”

You are not that easily tricked at all, you’re pretending to be. Pretending to be persuaded by Alastor’s charms, with only a few seconds of thinking beforehand. Since you’re equally as good at tricking and sly-talk, you can see the way the deer demon’s blood red eyes shine with delight from under his demeanour. You know he believes you’re more of a joke than that journal says you are

You can hear his thoughts clear as the next day… you know what he truly wants from you and he won’t get it. He won’t get it since you’ll take his soul as you do to everybody who summons you

“Deer teeth! Enjoy, my dear gentleman”

Where the Heaven did you get those? He had looked down at his own radio microphone for like a few seconds as to internally compose his next statement to subtly pressure you further into doing as he needs. Suddenly, you have a pile of freshly removed but in-that hell deer teeth in your soft smaller hands and you offer the pile to Alastor without even asking him or even letting him speak in response

Alastor doesn’t flinch at the fact he’s holding the teeth of a innocent yet cannibalistic doe or buck but the fact you dare to think he even has use with this so he glares right at you, cracking his infamous sharp yet dapper toothy grin and drops the pile on the floor. He’s bold enough to disrespect you since he believes you are now under him

You don’t even respond, just calmly and quietly floating before him with your big eye blinking sparsely at his rather harsh choice. You don’t mind that, it makes you laugh in-fact. You laugh almost a bit immaturely at him rejecting your ‘friendly gift’. You just know that he is a damn fool for thinking the way he is, you can see EVERYTHING

“I’m looking forward to playing with a pretty little face like yours~ hey? Is that skin natural or do you use face cream~”

Was… that your attempt at flirting? It seemed like it, pitiful. Your tone shifted briefly to a flirty smoother one and you leant your hand on your own… uh, triangle flat ‘cheek’. You’re doing it to amuse yourself, you don’t have much opinions of your new soul and only desire to get a reaction. However, you won’t deny… Alastor is a handsome man~

“Nonsense. What I may have is nothing compared to your radiant beauty. Look at you, so unique and important that this city fears you~ it’s my honour to work with you”

Alastor is using more subtle but fake flirting as to entice you, make you associate him with the concept of ‘reliable’ and a ‘friend’ piece by piece. He needs it, he needs to ensure you’re under his charms so you’ll give up your power to him and work for him as his owned soul

He was too clouded by his own confidence over his capabilities to realise you weren’t manipulated into being trapped under his thumb… even when he made that darn deal. He didn’t realise the deal you and him shook hands on that night wasn’t for your soul, it was for his… until too late. You gave him significant amount of power that he became the most powerful Overlord ever known in Hell, and he became your servant

The advantages and the disadvantages of being owned by you, Cipher

Leading him to where he is now, the current year. Parked up in the Hazbin Hotel to seek his own entertainment further. Alastor is on top of Pentagram City, everybody fears him, he owns several other demons, he’s incredibly infamous and terrifying but he had to give up his own soul and he had to rely on you to become so great…

He’s ashamed. He’s humiliated. But he won’t let anybody know the truth about him. Alastor may regret ever picking up that hastily-written mess of a journal almost eighty years ago but he doesn’t really regret what you’ve done for him

You’ve given him a vastly powerful position by just handing over a flame of your supremacy, you’ve given him the afterlife he desired and he supposes with honestly, little payment in return. Just his soul… you’ve let him stand where he is now, up in his Radio Tower. On the air but inbetween a commercial break, as to check over his script

The silence sends him back to that night so long ago, reminding him almost painfully what becoming your partner in crime has befallen on him… it’s bad but it’s good. It’s torturous yet therapeutic. He doesn’t truly know how to feel about his situation— he should be focusing on his show

You could be so much worse to deal with on a monthly basis. You are kinda charming. He KINDA likes you

[nightly-valkyrie]

I feel like bioresonance, as it's shown in Signalis, is pretty interesting.

Despite how little is known about it in universe, the player actually does get told quite a lot when compared to some other vague concepts of key importance (The Empress, The Great Revolutionary, etc...). But the player isn't just told about it, they're also shown alot of cases in which it is used, be it subtly or rather overtly. Some of it requires reading between the lines, but others, the game just kinda just says: "Yeah that's because of bioresonance".

I am curious as to how other people interpret this power, especially because I feel like at first they kind of present it as a nebulous stand in for what a lot of other sci-fi series have in terms of mysterious mind power. Like, Star Wars has the force, the cyberpunk genre tends to dabble in telepathy or other similar powers, Warhammer 40k has its psykers, Locked Tomb series with Necromancy, etc... Where bioresonance feels like it differs from these other powers, though, is in the scale. When cataloging all the things bioresonance has been used for, and is implied to be useful for, it manifests less as a little-understood power that's use spans from telepathy and telekinesis, to enabling Replika creation. Rather it comes off more and more as literal god powers, or more specifically the power to create reality. Spoilers under the cut:

One of the earliest uses of the power that also comes across as it's most obvious use is as essentially mind reading or telepathy.

It's used by the Kolibris as a form of peacekeeping, rooting out dissenting thought, or detecting trouble before it reveals itself. We know that they can use it to communicate with others but is especially useful within the cadre. Through these units we also learn it can be used to create illusions, that it can be used to directly harm people, and that in universe it probably functions on a wavelength in some way as it's affected by the radio. A document on the Kolibris calls them the most bioresonantly capable Replika to be created, and while I don't necessarily doubt that's the case I don't think it's as straight forward as they are "the best" at bioresonance. This is because the of the Falkes. It's worth mentioning that these units as of the events of the game are still considered "prototypes" so it may mean they aren't being considered in what units are most bioresonantly capable, and upon their release would then take on that title from the Kolibris, but for the sake of argument I want to continue as if they are included in the comparison of capability.

According to Yuri Stern, Kolibris are incapable of telekinesis, a power that Falke on the other hand is clearly able to use. But on top of that Falke also appears to have the power to manifest both her spears and her halo at will. Prior to her awakening neither is anywhere to be found, and she also manifests the shields later. This contrasts the Kolibris who are only able to create illusions. (Falke likely can also create illusions, and communicate telepathically through her switching between appearing corrupted and normal, and also her calling corrupted Aras mid-fight, but we also see the Mynah do the same so there's not much proof in that. So if she can it's to a lesser degree). With that in mind it's very possible that Falke isn't so much better at bioresonance than the Kolibris, but rather is a savant in a different field of the power all together, possibly even multiple or all. And where the Kolibris are far more capable of utilizing the full range of power their field of bioresonance they command, Falke only scratches the surface of her own. Hers being the direct creation and manipulation of reality, hence why she is called a regarded as a god. Other feats Falke can be seen doing range from, using blasts of the power, which seem to take the form of orbs of space which appear manipulated in a way that looks similar to gravitational lensing (gravity will come up again later).

I've also seen it implied that the arena changes which occur during her fight are also an expression of her power to shape reality around her. This idea of her power being widely encompassing of the spectrum of bioresonance, but to a lesser degree is furthered by comparing her then to Ariane. She appears to have a far more vast command of the power if it is to be believed she is the reason for the cycle repeating ad infinitum. She even seems to trump the Kolibri's command as her power is attributed to have been the reason Elster's (And her own) memories were placed in Falke's mind. This is likely also the reason that the LSTR-S2301 was never commissioned as the power somehow rewound time (while also implanting the unit with the LSTR-512 memories and remaking her every time she dies in the facility... Sierpinski Elster stuff is weird, she could be a whole post on her own :/). A book found in the Itou bookstore also says that the power has been used to klimaform planets, and even create artificial gravity. In another place its stated that bioresonance is essential to Replika creation and without it the process is likely impossible. While the first two are vague in how the power is used, it is interesting that the power is essential for creating Replikas, as it means that its power of creation isn't limited to non-living things as Replikas are alive, and bioresonance is essential to make them that way. All of this together paints a rather clear picture that the scope of possible applications of bioresonance isn't only unknown in universe, but even speculatively it appears to have no limit at all. A sufficiently skilled bioresonant adept may be unstoppable with a free ticket to change reality however and whenever they like. The only limiting factor being, first their rarity, and two their supposed loyalties. We know these individuals are rare as there is special exception made to their discovery, and even rarer is their ability to use the power.

We know that their supposed loyalties may be a issue as the Nation very likely kills any with the power they don't think that can have perfect control over. As any who can command the power well and decides they don't want to bow to either the Nation or the Empire could very well become a problem for both. Therefore it makes sense why we are told they are arrested even if suspected of being able to control the power

Julia is probably dead btw, not mentioned, but we know somebody with the same last name was trespassing and died in interrogation.

Its possible that those allowed to live are given markings denoting their status, the forehead is clearly visible and would allow them to be kept track of. Something that feels rather fitting, considering the inspiration behind the game.

ANYWAY, that's the post. I definitely got a bit rambly, and probably forgot stuff. I may just add them in edits or by reblogging my own post but I hope this was interesting. It's no surprise that this is a sort of god power, with all the talk of god-like beings and individuals becoming gods, but to see/explore the actual extent of this truth is pretty interesting regardless!

[what-bot]

Program sense headcanons in Tron.

I have many so there's a readmore

Programs have different senses or level of sensitivity based on their function. They can change if upgraded; Tron shares some of his monitor senses with Beck using the disc

Programs designed to monitor a system or involved in communication have heightened senses, and a lot of processing capacity for them. Some programs are designed to get a broad idea of everything, while others are more specialised

Some see the program equivalent of shrimp colours - seeing radio waves is common in tower guardians or those who communicate with the internet.

Programs do not have a sense of smell

Less of a sense of taste than humans (they usually just eat energy, which tastes mostly similar. They can tell if it’s poisoned. Like irl, water from different taps tastes different but not by much.)

They DO have electroperception, and some have thermoception. Same with grid wildlife like bits.

A combination of the two above things lets monitors do that footprint-seeing thing that Dyson and Rinzler do (even if not directly linked in to be able to see system logs for that area)

Structures and vehicles give off different electrical frequencies. Programs whose function is related to those buildings can sense them, and receive signals from that which can hold information and helps them know where to go like they're ants following pheromone trails. e.g. programs in charge of the trains will have Train Sense

Messing with the above is totally what they used to control people in frame of mind

Programs also have their own signature they can use to tell each other apart

Electrical signals as nonverbal communication. Can communicate with Bits or Bytes this way

This thing that electric fish do called jamming avoidance

Programs can be linked with each other, common in counterparts or parent/child pairings (as in the computer version of parent and child), and share information with each other over the link like telepathy

Full black circuit-covering suits like Rinzler’s are stealthy both due to not giving off light, and masking the electrical signature of a program. They can disguise themselves as others using a similar principle

Users give off electricity, so they seem like a program to other programs on first glance, but those who know what to look for can tell the difference. Given it’s used in communication, programs can get confused talking to users as their electrical impulses don’t follow the same rules, but they can loosely interpret them with practice

Imagining Tron or other monitors getting sensory overload if network traffic is too high, or if in the outside world and standing among a bunch of computers/phones/servers/radio towers etc.

Programs in the outside world get pretty much none of the electrical feedback they’re used to, which can be unsettling for them

Idk how it would be different for Isos. I imagine there’d be a lot of similarities but their senses adapt/change based on their circumstances - getting stronger when needed and weaker when not

[simon-roy]

are hive men sentient in the same fashion we are? Do they experience the full range of subjectivity the modern homo sapiens does or was some of that excluded from their creation? It feels like it would have to in order to make them function well in an eusocial context. I'd be curious if you could expand on that

This is a question i've left a bit ambiguous for myself, because there is a wide range of answers.

In one version of the hive mind, a mass of human brains could be linked to become components of one huge brain (like the components of our own brains), with the individual completely subsumed into the whole. This angle is one that I want to play with later, as a biotech answer to making supercomputers...

For our martians, and the crew of the Hale-Bopp dyson Tree, I imagine there would be some of this at play, since my presumed method of communication in the hive is some sort of radio-telepathy - low-fi neural network stuff. Individual hive-men might have some agency of their own, though, in how they reacted to specific stimuli.

But you're right in that their subjective experience would be a lot different then ours, in part because they'd always be sharing in the data from the rest of the hive. There'd be little individual internal life for a hive member, since they'd always be picking up feelings and thoughts from their hive-mates.

In the story i first wanted to make about the hive-men, a big part of it was about an earthman finding himself inducted into the hive, and having the neural biotech grow inside him... and finding that all his individual neuroses, worries, etc, were obliterated as he found the sweet release of ego death, losing himself into the hive. Like when people surrender to a cult, basically, but this cult doesn't have a tyrannical leader, and operates as a super-organism... which to me seems a little more appealing.

Now, because this is science fiction, I like to think that the hive, as a collective mind, would be a bit more sophisticated than an ant colony, and perhaps capable of more abstract thought - daydreaming great symphonies, pondering philosophical and scientific problems with the brain power of the whole hive, that sort of thing. Not just reactive, but pro-active. But the rich, subjective internal life that is the heritage of all humans might not be as useful, or as possible, when you're sharing your thoughts and brainpower with ten thousand other people.

As a final little thought, I do imagine that these hive men would have began as a voluntary experiment by scientist types, somewhere out in the rings of saturn, far from the prying eyes of earth. Perhaps starting as a more traditional cultish organization, to start, but I'd like to think that the practical problems of living as a super-organism in deep space would temper the more extreme elements.

(but another story idea i would like to flesh out, one day, would be the bad side of other hive-people - non-biotech hive cults prone to mass religious mania, etc. There's a lot of room to play in...)

[anincompletelist-etc]

hello and welcome to modern / unconventional epistolary prompts! :D

epistolary works are most typically known as correspondence of some sort between characters, but can be any form of records or documents! they can be a fun way to explore more about the character(s) you're writing and get to know them better, and to add a creative element to your work that's able to entertain readers while also revealing details relevant to the plot.

here are some general ideas, formats, plot lines, and literature inspo!

emails

texts

direct & instant messaging / social media

music playlists / songs

work or academic means of communication (like Slack, Google Docs, etc.)

pen pals

dating apps

customer support lines and/or complaint departments

birthday cards / postcards / letters

secret codes or scavenger hunts (scenarios in which you must solve a mystery or collect all of the necessary pieces before the message(s) is revealed)

grocery lists or to-do lists

written on the body / tattoos

telepathy

+ some more interesting formats!

written in the form of an academic essay(s) with written feedback, or a document that has been annotated by someone

newspaper clippings

told through photos (or typed descriptions of photos)

a transcript / manuscript / stenograph

audio recordings (voicemails, radio, podcasts, voice notes/messages, recording devices like tapes, etc.)

search history

online quizzes

short answer forms

dossiers

maps

lipograms

personal notes / journal entries

prescriptions

invoices

+

here's also some social platforms that might offer different landscapes for communication:

Tumblr! :D (posts & messaging)

Reddit (posts & messaging)

Twitter (tweets & dm's)

Instagram (photo sharing & dm's)

buying and selling sites like E-bay or Facebook Marketplace

YouTube

LinkedIn

+

(p.s. if you're writing on ao3, you can find some of the skins for different social sites or formats here and here for a start!)

letters that devolve or change over time

letters that at first appear to be between two characters but are later revealed to be written by only one person

letters that are left for one another at/in a physical location or exchanged in person (bonus points if communication between the characters is higher stakes (frowned upon/unexpected/forbidden))

multi character / group scenarios with the above prompts, or a - known or unknown - third party stumbles upon the correspondence and changes the dynamic (the character voices must be more distinct so the reader knows who's speaking -- unless keeping it a mystery serves the plot!)

+ some books & literature that feature epistolary style elements for further inspiration or reading!

Several People are Typing by Calvin Kasulke

This is How You Lose the Time War by Amal El-Mohtar & Max Gladstone

Things Have Gotten Worse Since We Last Spoke by Eric Larocca

Ella Minnow Pea by Mark Dunn

Dear Martin by Nic Stone

The Appeal by Janice Hallett

Meet Me at The Museum by Anne Youngson

The Color Purple by Alice Walker

House of Leaves by Mark Z. Danielewski

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please feel free to reblog with your own ideas, recs, or tips!

x

[liliesmultiverse]

⋆ˊˎ-•̩̩͙- *̩̩̥͙ DRAW THE CAT EYE SHARP ENOUGH TO KILL A MAN... marvel reality intro!!

┊ ➶ ｡˚ ° liliana amore murdock [born sept. 10, 1996] is the phoenix witch. i was born in new york city, new york to jonathan "jack" murdock & geneviève sienna murdock née tremblay as the youngest of 2 children. my dad was killed two months after i was born leaving my mom alone to raise me & matt on her own. when i was 5 years old, my magic first manifested when i floated a toy over to me; when my mom found out, she became scared and bound my powers. at 8 years old i was in the car with my mom as we were driving home; i’d asked her to change the station, to which she responded by saying that i can listen to whatever song i wanted to when i was old enough to drive. at that moment, my telekinetic powers flared up, moving the radio dial and changing the station. when my mom asked me what i was doing, i denied it. as my telepathy started to manifest, my mind was overwhelmed with voices, causing me to yell "Quiet!" out loud. this unintentionally made my mom fall asleep at the wheel of the car, steering it into the direction of an oncoming vehicle that resulted in a car crash. my telekinesis saved me from being injured by the crash, but my mom was not fortunate enough to survive and matt was given legal custody of me. a few weeks after the incident, nick fury came and offered to have me trained to control my powers. matt reluctantly agreed and i then joined shield as the youngest member though i didn’t start actively going on missions till i was 13. my first mission was with natasha, being assigned to tony stark, posing at nat’s niece. in 2012, nick chose me to become one of the avengers and i agreed. during the battle, i was the one to carry the missile into the wormhole instead of tony and it was then that the phoenix force came, having felt my powers, and was absorbed into my body, shattering the bind my mom had put on my magic in the process.

┊ ➶ ｡˚ ° my family

༉‧₊˚. matthew michael "matt" murdock [born oct. 21, 1984] is the daredevil. he was born in new york city, new york to jonathan “jack” murdock & margaret “maggie” grace as the oldest of 2 children. when matt was 4, our dad married my mom and at first matt was wary of her but he eventually grew to love her as if she was his own mother. when she died as a result of my telepathy manifesting, he was devastated but has never once blamed me. even though he was only 18 at the time of death, he immediately took custody of me and raised me to the best of his abilities, no matter that he was blind.

┊ ➶ ｡˚ ° pietro django maximoff [born feb. 10, 1989] is the quicksilver. he was born in sokovia to oleg maximoff & iryna maximoff just 12 minutes before his sister, wanda iryna maximoff. when he was 10 years old, the apartment he lived in with his family was hit by a bomb which killed his parents. shortly after the first, a second bomb hit although it didn’t go off due to wanda unknowingly stopping it. they were trapped for two days before they were rescued. in february 2014, he volunteered with wanda to be experimented on using the scepter which unlocked their hidden abilities while completely unaware that they were joining hydra.

[notakugelblitz]

YOUR SONG • THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY (season 1)

Luther, Diego, Allison, Klaus, Five, Ben, Viktor

just imagine these songs being in the OST and playing during those “scenes” ;) you’re number 8 btw. english isn’t my first language so sorry if you spot any mistake. enjoy ☂️

LUTHER

/ your power : telepathy /

"I'm going to miss you..."
"I'll miss you too..."

Against his broad chest, you held back your tears as his hand gently caressed your scalp.

"We'll talk every night, won't we?"
"I promise..."

You pulled away and looked at him for a long time. He fixed his gaze on your lips, weighing the pros and cons of his intentions. Just as he was about to close the distance between you, your father burst into the room.

"It's time to go, Number 1. Clear out, Number 8, this isn't the time to distract him."

Luther finally planted a quick kiss on your cheek, leaving you breathless, a terrible frustration swelling within you.

Days, months, and years passed. Every night, you would retreat to the roof to gaze at the moon, talking to Luther thanks to your telepathy ability. You often fell asleep first, and Grace would come to cover you with a blanket when the nights grew a bit chilly. Luther loved to hum a song, Flares, as if to remind himself that you would always be there for him, sending him out flares.

DIEGO

/ your power : see the future /

A soft light filtered into the gymnasium's basement. A faint music coming from upstairs woke you up. You grumbled and stormed up the stairs. Wearing nothing but an old t-shirt belonging to your brother—and, incidentally, your boyfriend (no, thankfully, it’s not incest)—you flung the door open and saw Diego dancing with a mop in the ring. You burst out laughing, which made him jump.

"Am I dreaming, or are you laughing at me?"

You tried to respond, but tears were welling up in the corners of your eyes. Bent over with laughter, you suddenly felt warm droplets splash across your face: he had just splashed you with the mop. You stared at him for a long moment and jumped on the ring trying to catch him.

A wild fight ensued, in rhythm with the music, with the floor becoming extremely slippery due to the water. You delivered several kicks at him, which he blocked with the broomstick. It was a fight worthy of a Bruce Lee movie. Since both of you were very skilled in martial arts (and because you could anticipate each of his moves thanks to your power of visualizing the near future), you lowered your guard to let him win for once. Diego grabbed you by the waist, and you both tumbled near the entrance.

You ended up on top of each other, just like in all those wonderful clichés. Just as Number 2 was about to kiss you, the boss of the place stormed in. He flew into a rage and rushed toward the radio. Unfortunately, he slipped and crashed face-first onto the floor, making you both burst out laughing. Well... you had to clean up everything afterward, and in silence. Still, those moments of total hilarity were and still are the best ...

ALLISON

/ your power : water manipulation /

Having become a renowned actress, Allison traveled extensively. As for Patrick, he worked a lot. You were the perfect candidate to look after Claire. Having left the Umbrella Academy at the same time as your sister, you were inseparable, and whenever she returned from a shoot, you were so happy to spend time together.

Claire adored you, and you managed to calm her tantrums easily, greatly relieving Allison.

One evening, as your sister came home late, you put Claire to bed. She was having trouble falling asleep. So, you waved your finger over a glass, filling it with fresh water, and placed it on her nightstand. Then, with a soft and soothing voice, you hummed the lullaby Wendy sings to the Lost Boys in Peter Pan, her favorite cartoon. It was a routine that worked every time. Allison arrived in the middle of your performance and deliberately stayed behind the door to listen. Once Claire was asleep, you chuckled.

"I know you're there," you whispered.
"I know you know." she giggles.
"I heard a rumor that you stop spying on me."
"You know I can’t help it. It’s adorable. Thanks for everything."

You chuckled and rolled your eyes. It didn’t bother you at all. You went downstairs and opened a bottle of wine to celebrate her return. Patrick left you two alone, and you silently thanked him because these moments with your sister were the best.

KLAUS

/ your power : animal metamorphosis /

It was an evening like any other. Or at least, that’s what you hoped. You were waiting for Klaus outside the nightclub he was in so you could take him home. You preferred to be the one who did so rather than letting him leave alone in a terrible state. As the agreed-upon time had passed, you sighed and stormed out of your car. You entered the club without any difficulty, as the bouncer recognized you immediately. It had its perks to be a member of the Umbrella Academy back then. You searched the entire club for Klaus and finally found him on the rooftop. He was shouting incomprehensible things while walking along the edge of the building. You rushed to join him.

"Klaus, get down. Right now," you ordered, pulling on his sleeve.
"Oh Y/N, I’m so happy to see you!" he chirped, his persistent sniffles confirming to you that he had relapsed again.
"It’s not funny, Klaus, you could..."

Before you could even finish your sentence, he slipped off the edge of the building and fell into the void. Immediately, you transformed into a falcon and dove toward the ground, but it was too late: he had already crashed. Blood was pouring from the back of his head, but that didn’t stop you from kneeling beside him and resting his head on your lap.

"Damn it, Klaus..." you cried, pressing your forehead against his. "You’re such an idiot..."

It was as if your world had just collapsed, all because of some damn white powder and a brother who was a little too dependent. Suddenly, he took a huge breath, coming back from the dead. You were completely shocked.

"Oh! I knew you’d catch me. You always catch me," he chuckled, pressing his temple against your chest like a little child.

And then he fell asleep. You were stunned and took him back to your car. He had been dead... and then alive. High but alive. You didn’t quite understand what had just happened, and you never talked to him about it until he discovered his ability to resurrect in 1963. That explained a lot …

FIVE

/ your power : healing /

Since Five disappeared, not a day had passed without you searching for a way to find him. You studied all sorts of science books, looking for theories on time travel or anything related. Then, you expanded your research to history books, wondering if he might have done something that left a mark on time. When you were too tired to read, you helped Viktor make peanut butter sandwiches just in case he reappeared.

After leaving the Umbrella Academy when you came of age, you continued your research, scouring every library. But what you didn’t know was that a certain organization known as The Temps Commission had taken an interest in you and was considering recruiting you. Whether it was for your relentless determination, your knowledge of time travel, or your healing abilities, you could only be an asset.

When The Handler found you in an aisle of the Dallas Central Library, you immediately accepted her offer. If anyone had information on Five, it would be them. But your disappointment was immense when you found no trace of him once you were there. That didn’t stop you from continuing your search for many years, so much so that, after a while, Herb secretly helped you through the Infinite Switchboard. And that’s how you found Five, in the middle of the apocalypse. Having no right to interfere with the timeline, you begged The Handler to recruit him as an agent, just like you.

"I’ll think about it," she had said, even though she had already been watching him for 30 years.

Then, one fine day, you were summoned to The Handler’s office. Five was there too.

"Five, I present to you your partner, Y/N Hargreeves. Well, you already know each other. I’ll leave you to it."

She left the room, leaving you two standing there, arms hanging by your sides.

"I found you," he let out.

"I found you," you replied. "I trusted the signs, so I made my way back to you somehow."

"Pathetic," he chuckled, though a smile tugged at his lips.

"I'm glad to see you too, Five," you sighed, smiling just as much.

BEN

/ your power : invisibility /

As Ben was reading, an upbeat music filled the house. The 11-year-old boy went to the living room and saw Grace and you dancing the Rock'N Roll while laughing. Mom was teaching you some steps, her eternal pristine smile fixed on her face.

"Oh, Ben, you’re here! Do you want to give it a try?"

You jumped at the sight of your brother and suddenly disappeared, your cheeks turning red.

"Y/N, show yourself…" Grace sighed, amused.

"Yeah, you were doing great!" exclaimed the young boy.

You reappeared, looking at him with hesitation.

"Really?"

"Cross my heart!"

"Alright, kids, let's continue! Take my hand and follow my steps!"

So you listened to him, dancing awkwardly on the living room carpet. Your siblings watched you from the walkway. At one point, Ben let go of Mom and made his tentacles appear. He began making sort of waves in rhythm, which made everyone laugh. Your father and Pogo were in the surveillance room. The chimpanzee glanced at his master: he was smiling discreetly. Eventually, all the other children came to join you, even Viktor, who had always felt excluded. These moments of joy and freedom were rare. Your gaze met Ben's, sparkling. So, this was happiness.

After Ben's death, whenever you felt sad, your radio would turn on by itself to play that eternal song, warming your heart. Much later, Klaus told you that Ben's ghost had been watching over you and, not wanting to scare you, this was the most discreet way to comfort you.

VIKTOR

On this September 6th, 1997, everyone felt relaxed because it was Saturday, and every first Saturday of the month was a day off for the Umbrella Academy. No training until Monday. Of course, the children were encouraged to study, but that was certainly not on your mind, nor on Viktor's. As you were watching TV, sitting on the floor, a news flash interrupted your documentary on Canadian otters. Lady Diana's funeral was being broadcast live from London.

"She was so beautiful," you sighed, resting your chin on your knees, which were encircled by your arms.
"I'm sure it wasn't an accident," Viktor murmured conspiratorially, looking absent-minded.

His pale face suddenly lit up, and he immediately straightened.

"Look! It's Elton John!"

Immediately, you pressed your little noses against the screen to watch the singer enter the abbey. The presenter announced that he was going to sing a final tribute to his late best friend.

"Move away from the screen, you'll hurt your eyes," Grace gently instructed, holding a tray filled with cookies.

“Mom! Can you record this, please?" you exclaimed without even turning around.
“Of course, Number 8," she replied.
"Imagine if we could play this song ! You with the violin and me with the piano !" you giggled.

Viktor nodded with a large smile, still absorbed by the man's performance. Ever since, you've watched repeatedly the tape Grace made you, learning the partition thanks to your perfect pitch. You'd usually play along to distract your father who appreciated it. Oh he never said so but his silence was quite approving.