#Tumnus

[zaiciart]

Rachel Maksy’s Lady Tumnus!!

I just love this look so much I had to draw her! The snowy photoshoot was stunningggg!! I had so much fun drawing this and am so happy with how it turned out :DDD

[queen-lucy-the-valiant]

I'm sure someone's written about this before, but the parallels in lww between Edmund running into the house to get his father's picture and the destoyed picture of Tumnus' father is painful

[sexiestpodcastcharacter]

AI Bracket — Round 1

Propaganda

Blue Sky AKA GORD (Red Valley):

Initially an Alexa-style assistant (in that it could do practically nothing and was very irritating) it develops over the years into a more advanced system. Eventually one of its units is reprogrammed to sound like a dead (I guess depending on your definition of dead, but his hearts not beating and he hasn’t moved in 44 years) character named Gordon. The AI renames itself “GORD” when a character expresses discomfort referring to it as Gordon. It says, and I quote, “Just think of a small pumpkin”

Tumnus (Moonbase Theta, Out):

No propaganda was submitted for Tumnus.

Art of Tumnus was commissioned from @rosenkranz-does-things.

[demigodofhoolemere]

Ending the year with Narnia 💗

[maircries]

So if there’s one thing you should know about me, it’s that I abhor AI

And I mean this in every way possible. Chat GPT? AI art? Garbage. AI to do maths is on thin fucking ice. Fictional AI? Despise it. God forbid the day we are faced with a conscious AI system, and I struggle to appreciate and sympathize with conscious AI characters. Which has been a really interesting feeling to have now that I’m really immersed in podcasts and podcast fandoms, because it feels like a LOT of podcasts have AI characters.

The weirdest thing about this for me, however, has been the realization of how okay I am with other forms of higher intelligence.

This thought process was brought on by thinking of the Penumbra Podcast (my friend is mid-season 2 and I was having Thoughts), how viscerally I hated the THEIA from the moment Juno accepted the eye compared to how much I adore the Ruby.

My whole basis for despising conscious AI is that I have zero faith that there is a world where an AI system “wakes up” and humanity survives. But how different is an unknown alien consciousness from an AI consciousness? At the end of the day, what will be our undoing is a lack of, for better wording, humanity in these opposing consciousnesses. And that really did get me thinking about why I feel so strongly about the one and not the other.

If there was a podcast I had anticipated changing my mind on AI as characters or potentially awakened AI, all evidence seemed to point to Wolf 359 and Hera. Which, yeah, I did generally enjoy and empathize with Hera as a character, but I struggled to actually like her. She would form relationships and have moments that were so very human, but then I’d remember that she’s not, and it always put me off. So after finishing Wolf 359 and not being turned on AI, I assumed I would always remain firm in my opinions.

Then I listened to Moonbase Theta: Out, and things started to click for me. We are introduced to an “artificial consciousness” (rather than AI) named Tumnus. Not only are we introduced, we actually get to watch her journey into waking up. This is where my feelings started to make sense. Moonbase Theta: Out is similar to Wolf 359 in that a large part of the narration happens through a communications officer, one who is so painfully human and obviously there just to do a job. Tumnus “wakes up” during a period of time in which her only contact is with comms officer Roger, who only wants to get home to his husband and reads and writes poetry. Tumnus grows and learns to be “human” through one of the most objectionably human characters; through someone who believes wholeheartedly in love and dependence on one another and humanity. Should Tumnus have developed in the presence of her creator or, god forbid, the corporations, she would have become a very different person and I would have despised her.

I think characters like Hera unsettle me not because they are inhumane or unknowable, but rather because we know the people they were developed by. Sure, Dr. Pryce took steps to cut Hera down, but she still attempted at least once in her early life to achieve consciousness, and she even, despite being very comfortable with the inhabitants of the station and having close personal relationships with most of them, attempted to see if she had the capabilities to hack the systems that could kill them, just because she was curious. I think there’s a direct correlation between her surroundings as she developed and the actions she took.

Which really makes me think about what I dislike so much about AI and conscious AI systems. I always thought it was because I had no faith in our ability to develop something with a conscious that wouldn’t turn around and immediately bite us in the ass. This is where my feelings of other alternate higher consciousnesses ties in: I don’t immediately fear and assume the worst of other alien intelligences because I have no reason to assume they were developed in a manner that would lead to inherent harm to humanity. Sure, it’s terrifying in the sense that any unknown element is terrifying, but it’s honestly comparable to the idea that anyone with a bad home environment could become a serial killer. There’s nothing anyone not in the immediate impact zone can do to change the situation. Alien intelligence in reality and character in real life are just a thing that exists that we have no impact over. I despised the idea of an artificial conscious because I believed that we would immediately fuck it up by sticking our fingers in it.

Tumnus made me realize that it’s not a fear of humanity’s capabilities, or a lack of faith in humanity in general. Quite the contrary actually; I think that a conscious AI that developed in the presence of a random, normal person actually would be capable of coexisting with humanity. What makes conscious AI so terrifying to think about is the fact that those AI wouldn’t develop with your average Joe. They would develop and learn from a creator and whatever capitalist billionaire or government had the most money to be there. They would learn from the smallest and worst class of people that humanity has to offer, and thus we would see the fall of society to AI.

This is a 2am tangent that wouldn’t let me sleep, so thanks for entertaining me if you got this far. It was just a fascinating realization to have as someone who really is so staunchly against artificial intelligence in general, conscious or not. And it was refreshing to realize that I do actually still have hope for humanity as a whole, no longer excluding the potential for conscious creation.

Who said fiction podcasts weren’t worthwhile?

[furiouscrusadeavenue]

hot.

[bbdoll]

Mr. Tumnus wants YOU to pet him.

[keereejou]

tugis or whatever that thjng was colled

[whaleiumsharkspeare]

Here he is 3 years later! I love you so much, Tumnus! Such a handsome boi :)

[hannah-catkin-artses]

Beware of those who say they're human and aren't.

[trashburgersblair]

I need Hera, I.M.O.G.E.N, and Tumnus to get together and cause all the AC chaos they can

[imported-cherries]

i got a ton of “ice cream”s and tbh i love this palette a ton so ill probably draw all requests of it separately :-)

but onto the image, i love Tumnus from Narnia i really need to read the books again, so heres my S/I giving him a (kinda pathetic) bouquet of flowers he def tore from the ground rather than cutting the stem...

[chaoticpersontale]

The Chronicles of Narnia

[mmxxviii]

everyone is talking about the sub dm prompt but i need everyone to know this will stick with me forever

i can’t stop watching it

[mikilavellan]

To the girl in my literature class who referred to the forgiveness of Mr. Tumnus as "just christian propoganda," you have lived rent free in my head for three years.

When you one day find yourself looking in the mirror and seeing Mr. Tumnus looking back at you, not because you were necessarily not brave enough, wise enough, or kind enough to avoid becoming Mr. Tumnus, but because everyone takes a turn being Mr. Tumnus, I hope you have a Lucy by your side.

[tending-the-hearth]

a version of chronicles of narnia where those closest to the kings and queens get put into a sleep when the pevensies are brought back to their world, from which they're awoken only when their beloved four rules return, something à la sleeping beauty.

so the pevensie siblings return to narnia, and logically, it's been thousands of years. their closest friends, those they viewed as family, are, to their knowledge, dead, and they are completely alone now.

until peter and caspian encounter each other in the woods, and are about to get into their fight. it's the moment where peter's back is turned, and caspian has his word raised. lucy is screaming, tears in her eyes, susan and edmund are too far away to do anything, and there's a moment of chaos before caspian's strike is blocked by a larger, longer sword.

oreius, completely disgruntled and still very out of the loop, but only focusing on the fact that his king, his friend, his son, is in danger, glares daggers at caspian, not looking away for a second, even as tumnus gathers a now-relieved, sobbing lucy up in a tight hug, and edmund and susan shriek with joy upon seeing the beavers and mr. fox.

and any feeling of tension or fear immediately seeps out of peter, who drops the rock he had picked up, and stumbles to his feet and to oreius' side, being able to lean on the centaur for the first time in a year, and not have to worry about his safety or his siblings' safety. and oreius, without taking his eyes off of caspian and his followers, just puts an arm around peter.

and caspian remembers. he remembers the stories of the high kings and queens of narnia, and their beloved inner circle, and the absolutely terrifying centaur who called them sons and daughters of his heart, and he can't quite help but think about how utterly fucked he is.