#Scifi Channel

[heavenboy09]

20 Years Ago On October 6th, 2004 👻🏚🏰😈🎃

SCIFI CHANNEL & SYFY CHANNEL PRESENTS

THE 1# PARANORMAL TV SERIES 📺 THAT STARTED IT ALL

AFTER TERRIFYING AND CAPTIVATING FANS FOR 11 SEASONS, THE SERIES THAT INTRODUCED THE WORLD TO THE FIELD OF AUTHENTIC PARANORMAL INVESTIGATION

ARE HERE

IF YOU EVER LOVED WATCHING PARANORMAL ELIMINATORS & INVESTIGATORS LIKE THE Ghostbusters 👻

THEN YOU ARE GOING TO LOVE THESE GUYS

THEY ARE REAL DEAL WHEN IT COMES TO BUSTING GHOSTS 👻

NOT THAT THE GHOSTBUSTERS DONT 😉

SCIFI CHANNEL & SYFY CHANNEL PRESENTS

THE PARANORMAL INVESTIGATORS OF THE WORLD 🌎 OF THE SUPERNATURAL

WHEN SOMETHING STRANGE IS IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD 🏡🏚

& IF IT'S SOMETHING WEIRD & IT DONT LOOK GOOD

WHO

YA

GONNA

CALL 📞

GHOST 👻 HUNTERS 🔦

HAPPY BELATED 20TH AN ANNIVERSARY TO

SCIFI & SYFY CHANNEL'S ORIGINAL TV SERIES 📺

GHOST 👻 HUNTERS 🔦

DO YOU BELIEVE IN GHOSTS 👻

IF YOU DONT.

YOU WILL SOON 😉

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA 🎃

#GhostHunters #Taps #GrantWilson #JasonHowes #ParanomalInvestigators #Supernatural #Ghosts #ScifiChannel #Syfy #DoYouBelieveInGhosts

[daystarvoyage]

What do you think about animation’s respectability politics?

Oh man oh man where to begin with this Good one, this topic might make me emotional, Nostalgic, and transparent.

Now, I'll try to articulate as much as possible, cause there's a lot going on with today's society and how we Poc or Bipoc Are seen.

(Meaning People of Color & Black Indigenous People of color.)

This will not only affect my way or others' views of today's media from the 80s and today's 2000s cause as a person born in the 90s.

i have alot to say on how we come along way from today's media, watching all forms of animation, be it episodic or story-driven shows, of every genre, but theres one topic no one dont want to open about is how we see each other in forms of media so where gonna get donw to the first years of my life and how it effected me

The Raging 80s & 90s (The open space for resolving politics & steppingstone to cultural appreciation.)

This was the pinnacale of golden age animation that trailblazed so many ideas, great shows and driven packed series & francshies, i feel this was a excellent time to see.Which had very provactive engaging storytelling made up for it,

(without the whole lgbt themes getting in the way be it good or bad we'll get to that soon.)

however There were certain times we never had premoninet characters, main main characters if you will, never gained any limelinght or just a magic or Token black being a side piece or disposable best friend without reasonnig leaving the show,

(Disney shows im looking at you with a bomb bastic SIDE EYES later on.)

that are underused to a degree in 80s animation which atsome point were depicted good.

(exception of kid n play show in the 90s being a prominent cast of colorful cast & movie series or fat albert being a first main character howver he has at times can promote harmful stereotypes.)

check out this beautiful empowerment article

but anything girl theme like jem from the 80s where i saw shana was ago to for black girl empowerment.

but however we have 90s example had harmful ones done in the most gaudy ways say example family matters urkel, & Great Exhibits of good poc rep Like Storm From Xmen,

may i say it was a truly a good time to be beautiful in my own skin and how to love yourself if you saw yourself in said character in your favorite show, where you had so much freedom seeing black people be powerful yet building the road for beautiful melanin folk to rise being happy in there skin.

Now for the dark days of todays

Todays depiction of black media 2000s So on THE DARK DAYS but theres light

with black animators and viewers finally seeing the great stamp that shows our culture being on televison shows put into media set the tone and bar in todays media but,

This is the years wear we as people have been see or degraded in the disrespected, from black face on youtubers to freaking damn controversys on stars wars casting its first black warrior along the african ariel debuncle ( which i find stupid)

I feel in todays media they really dumb down our self worth to try to make a profit off our culture, seeing it done beforehand on animation

YOU GUESS IT DISNEY (which understandable they had there controversys coming,)

which there some shows that show good represnetation with bad and flawed stories that dont paced well or just written in the white eyes for the audience, cause in todays world anything can be fixed with lgbt themes at the cause of proper stories to for the sake of appealing for profit, out of our pockets. so i feel todays media run these types of steroetypes to filth 247 in media.

heres a the gloriyfied tropes they try to depct on us that are harmful to this day everyone even social meda and tiktok

At the point i feel theres alot of work for todays future animators, creators to have better inclusion and open minded options to appease to other viewrs and true fans of great storytelling to tell for generations

But it have been great positive lgbt tropes which sometimes can make or break a show

Article here

Hope this answers all Thanks from The Daystar Voyage

Also DISNEY NEEDS TO BE BLACK OWNED ONE DAY LOL

[spockvarietyhour]

I was checking on the quality of an old Earth Final Conflict I had on the computer and one of the episodes included what appears to be a [then] SciFi Channel ad break featuring Star Trek Enterprise, Smallville, Roswell, whose central theme appears to be explosions in and around cornfields...

No I think it's the uploader's actual library of ripped works (I didn't notice the logos at the bottom, Space followed by TNT). That's hilarious.

[taxi-davis]

4 SCI-FI CHANNEL ON AIR PROMOS FROM THE MID 90'S

[patwrites]

Nobody did sci-fi or dark fantasy dramedies quite like Sci-Fi Channel before the rebrand

[blazehedgehog]

Thoughts on Discotek Media? They put out AoStH and Sonic X dubbed and subbed, but you also talk about anime you watched on the Sci Fi channel and they put out a lot of anime that aired on there so was curious your entire thoughts.

I love Discotek media and I wish I had the money to buy what they're selling. I have a handful of their DVDs up on an Amazon list because I want to buy them myself some day, but I worry that by the time I have enough money, they'll be out of print and scalpers will be charging "collector's prices" for them.

Maybe that's already happening; I notice the Beautiful Dreamer Blu-ray no longer has a list price.

So it goes, I guess. But yeah, they do extremely good work. Part of the gold standard of old and obscure anime releases, to me. I am (very, very) distant acquaintances with someone who works there and seeing the process they go through to scan, clean up, and restore vintage anime is incredible. They are hard working, talented people who deserve a lot of respect.

[the-kick-of-bones-malone]

https://youtube.com/shorts/5wyw_w2WQVQ?si=kCzXsv03AqFoYJt3

It's fitting that it's currently 0230 and I opened my inbox to this

[crewman-six]

Observationally, it’s not when you stop getting new content. It’s when content is no longer casually viewable. Just like newer content being removed from streaming services, or simply hidden behind paywalls, older content no longer being available in a format that people can stumble over and watch is the biggest limiting factor.

Gone are the days when folks could simply discover something new to them while channel surfing. So many of the so-called cult classics came to that status by way of reruns in syndication. For example I came to Buffy the Vampire Slayer, OG Quantum Leap, SeaQuest, Hogan’s Heroes, Night Court, I Dream of Jeannie, Bewitched, The Munsters, The Addams Family, and even OG Star Trek because they filled the less profitable hours of Television schedules and later the themed cable lineups. Meaning I came upon them by accident, got pulled in, then decided to watch them on purpose.

Happenstance discovery is gone and it is a damn shame. And not just for viewers, lest we forget that this is a big part of what the Writers’ Strike is about!

I hate that planned obsolescence is starting to reach fandoms. I hate that fandoms are starting to die after two, three years, I hate that whenever you stop getting content that means the fandom will die and be gone.

I need people to stop trying to brush off old interests as being 'cringe' as soon as you lose interest, or worse: make it seem like it's imoral to like something that they themselves held so dear before.

Fandoms are meant to last for years and years, the moment content stops being created is the moment we truly thrive because we keep creating the content ourselves the way we love it and expand on the things that are already there for us.

I don't care if you lost interest on something, it's fine and normal even, but stop trying to blame and make fun of people who still do love the fandom and the content and the things we can create.

I need people to enjoy fandom again

[coolchromia]

This show was fucked up

The first episode has an explicitly overweight preteen being turned into this clearly adult woman. Real "born sexy yesterday" vibes.

Actually it's just the 90s that were fucked up. We just didn't know it at the time because it seemed better than the 80s.

Which, admittedly, is much more cringe to modern eyes than the 90s. But still.

Super fucking weird.

The costume design, though. So good.

[giveamadeuschohisownmovie]

Underrated actor spotlight: David Hewlett

I’m so used to seeing him as David Worth in “Cube” that it was so weird seeing him play someone who actually smiled and was having fun, that character being Rodney McKay in “Stargate Atlantis”.

Here he is in Cube:

Here he is in SGA:

[anna-neko]

it also really helped it wasn't all in-USA locked ?

like.... late 90s and early 2000s was a rare time it was cheaper to film elsewhere, and believe me... it made these shows BETTER

most obv example: The X-Files filmed in Canada and got their excellent grey-days atmosphere (can't have in sunny LA ... unless spend $$ on soundstage)

SG-1 filmed in Canada, Farscape was in Australia and New Zealand which means we got to see DIFFERENT PEOPLE instead of same 12 background actors over and over** (nobody get me started on the glory of Henson Workshop bringing in ALL the puppets and prosthetics sFX to really breathe life into....)

**listen, its a curse for any production. Pop open any BBC/Channel4 show and tell me how many same people u keep seeing time and time again

My feel good/nostalgia/always cheers me up show is, of all the shows in the world, The Invisible Man 2000-2002. I-MAN.

I more than recommend it.

[inbabylontheywept]

Someone had to go first.

In an odd first, I forgot to post this HFY story here until after it was voiced by BirbletonVA. Their channel actually did such an insanely good job that I would actually strongly recommend listening to it over reading it. Nonetheless, the text is provided below.

Please like and subscribe to their channel if you like their work.

The first ship that arrived was pretty matter of fact about its fate. The pilot introduced himself as Eric, and told us he was part of the first sublight resupply attempt in modern history. He then gave me and the ground control team his bad news.

“So,” he said. “Without real time telemetry, we weren’t even sure which half of your orbit you’d be in. That’s half a solar system’s worth of wiggle room. Decelerating enough to survive contact with your low orbit would take me two weeks, which, you know, it looks like we don’t have. That means that in order to get the second ship in before you lose orbital control to the Kresh, I’m gonna have to make a sacrificial flyby. Ten to the negative four torr is good enough for a lot of things, but at point-seven c it’s gonna be like sandblasting a soup cracker. Good news is that all the expensive toys are in the next ship, so this really ain’t costing you more than a ship and a pilot.”

“You knew,” I said. If they put the expensive toys in the second ship, they knew that the first was likely a sacrifice. No one smart enough to handle orbital physics would miss that.

“I did,” he said. “But someone had to go first.”

That was, of course, a lie. No one had to go first. No else had had, at least. When our connection to the FTL network was lost, we’d understood that as the end of our reinforcements. Doing resupplies via sublight was just too risky. It was a testament to Earth that it had accepted the risk and continued anyway.

“Is there anything we can do for you?” I asked. This man had come here to die for us. I wasn’t sure how much I could give, but what I had was his.

“I do have a few requests,” he said. “First up, I need as much high-orbital data as you got. The whole lot.”

I began directing tightbeam resources to him immediately. It was an easy resource to exchange - it wasn’t like there was anyone else out to talk to anymore. When we lost FTL, we found ourselves very, very alone.

“Second,” he said. “Right, I know I’m gonna sound like a princess right now, but I have been stuck in this stupid tin-can for almost two-years now, and I seriously overestimated how much I like synth music. If you have anything that’s analog - I don’t care what kind of string or drum or brass you play, but I’d kill to hear something without a beep in it.”

I jumped my own queue in the tightbeam, and added a short playlist that I ripped from the local web. Human Music, it was labeled. 3 Terabytes. I prayed there was something on it that he’d like.

“And third,” he said. “Third. The uh, next pilot is pretty mad at me. Turns out this will just be one of those things left unfinished. That’s all death really is, I guess - a lot of unfinished things. Let him know that he was right: He is a better pilot than me. But tell him that wouldn’t have made a difference here. Bad luck beats skill, and this luck was shit.”

I promised, and he went silent after that. We could see what data he was analyzing, and the short answer was all of it - everything from atmospheric density to troop positions and his own ship’s blueprints. He knew he had one shot at this, and that if the price wasn’t paid here, it would be paid by whoever came next.

---

Ground control didn’t get a verbal warning that he’d entered atmosphere. Just a ping. A little here-I-am, whispered in the dark.

After that, we could keep track with visuals alone.

He hit the outskirts of the exoatmosphere in his first pass, burning bright enough to be seen with the naked eye. He caught the sparse particles like a kite, trying to shed enough speed to hit actual low orbit. Automatic telemetry updates gave us the grim news for the ship: Thermals were holding up decently, but the ablative was wearing out fast.

The entire descent brought us more than two hour’s reprieve. The Kresh hadn’t expected to see a resupply, but they knew what one meant: Get it now, get it fast, or deal with a stream of new troops. They could buy themselves ten days' time by shooting this one ship down now. That was an eternity during a siege.

The first loop lowered the speed by about a twentieth of light. The pilot responded by pulling the ship in tighter, burning trying to preserve more ablative plating by trading off with thermal. Seven fighters were close enough to fire off heat seekers. I don’t think the Kresh had ever anticipated shooting down a craft coming in that hot - the missile's decoy avoidance countermeasure actually made it steer around the thing, chasing down loose pieces of shrapnel. Cooled fragments, still hotter than an engine, should be at full blast. The simple mistakes bought it enough time to enter pre-orbit, and the fighters had to stop their pursuit. They weren’t willing to die to stop the ship.

Our man, on the other hand, was already committed to that course.

A third loop followed a fourth. Ablative coating went from 65% integrity, to 30%, to 5%. Telemetry scans were exceptionally detailed - the pilot was making the flyby count. The last message we got from him was simple:

Are you EMP shielded? he asked, not even bothering to encrypt the text stream. He didn’t have time to process more than that.

Yes, we replied. We knew what he was thinking, but it was still a shock to see it. The fusion torch flared hot, burning through the nozzle and feeding directly into the craft’s dueterium supply. The reaction went super critical, and the resulting neutron pulse set off everything in the ship with a z-count higher than iron. Three continuous seconds of EM interference screamed through the comms as the hulk burned through orbit.

The explosion itself wasn’t powerful enough to kill the Kresh ships still in high orbit, but it made enough broadband radiation to blind both sides LADAR. The man must have been a hell of a pilot - half the shrapnel went down and got burned up as it entered the standard atmosphere, traded as the cost of moving the other half past lagrange. Standard evasion would’ve made the pieces easy to dodge, but with LADAR down, all the Kresh could do was sit still and cower as the wrath of a dead man riddled them full of holes. Our best ace had managed to shoot down seven ships before this before getting shot down himself. The wreckage of the freighter took down six.

---

The second ship came in stealth. One second, we were holding attrition in high orbit, the next, something the size of a small station came ripping through the atmosphere.

It did the same trick as the former - swapping between ablative and thermal loads, coming down at a speed that the Kresh fighters didn’t even try to match. Armies could be built in years, but skills like this took decades.

Telemetry connection was established almost as an afterthought. The way the ship casually ate through ablative armoring made my eyes water, but the pilot himself seemed pretty non-plussed.

“You’re down to fifteen percent coverage. You need-

“What I need,” he said, “is to see the previous ship’s telemetry. If there’s one thing you can trust, it’s that this bird is going to come down gentle.”

He cut off my chance to reply by flicking the channel off. We watched, and we wrang our hands, but sure enough he came in six minutes later with 4% of the ablative left.

I met him on the landing pad. Under normal circumstances, we’d have needed twenty-four hours for the craft to cool enough to even approach, but we’d had cryo ready just in case. Three tankers of nitrogen, and the loading area, at least, was cool enough to touch. Safety would have to take a backseat to speed here - we needed the supplies fast.

But those both would take a backseat to a promised conversation with the second pilot. He was out of the craft as soon as the air was cool enough to avoid scalding his lungs, picking through the workers to try and find who had the telemetry data.

I found him first. The drive went into his hands, but I needed to keep my promise with Eric before letting go.

“You’re better than the first pilot,” I said, and I wasn’t lying. If the previous flier had been a saint, this one was a god. “But you wouldn’t have been able to manage the landing either. There just wasn’t time.”

“Let me see,” he said, tugging on the drive. “Just let me see. I have to know I couldn’t do it either. I have to know that someone had to die.”

I let go of the drive and he stalked back into his ship. I didn’t follow. I figured I’d pushed things far enough as it was.

---

The second pilot left the ship six hours later. He looked bleary in a way that put me at ease. I’d been up the last six hours directing supplies from the ship. Everything from ground-to-orbit rails to AGI targeting systems was inside, and to say it was gamechanging would be an understatement. It was good work, but I was tired, and I didn’t want to have to pretend otherwise. Seeing the other man with bags under his eyes meant we could just be frank with each other.

“I couldn’t have managed it,” he said, half-ashamed, half-relieved.

“It just wasn’t possible,” I agreed.

We sat there a moment longer. I didn’t mind the break. This was time well spent.

“Did it hurt?” he asked finally.

“Ablative failed before heating,” I said, which was the technical way of saying no. “He overloaded the reactor before the ship actually broke up and did some kind of slingshot maneuver - hit the main body of the Kresh fleet with half a space station’s worth of shrapnel.”

“Good,” he said.

I knew the signs. The tremor in his cheek, the way his jaw clenched - it wasn’t professional, but I hugged him anyway. Let him have the dignity of choosing to weep instead of having it wrenched out of him.

It was a gift we’d all been given at some point in this war. At least now, there was the hope it could be over soon.

[nightandflesh]

Can we talk about the tragedy of Gaius Baltar?

[scarletstatic]

Broun and Valence working on the Blue Channel together!

This is my gift for RebeccaLHall19 on twitter for Secret Samol! The prompt for Valence and Broun was so fun to work on, I missed these two!!

[troythecatfish]