#age of bones

[edenemy-art]

i’ve had this idea for a story for a while now but i don’t know how to flesh it out so i decided to make little journal entries for world-building stuff. they’re written by the main character, Ted. here’s the first one bc im really proud of it:

Jun 23, 4033

Stories tell of a once vast ocean: miles and miles of seemingly endless water spanning the entirety of the Atlantic Desert. Cerulean waves as far as the eye could see.

The ancient tales transcribed from old and tattered paper novels onto new and hardy NeoTablets* tell of both wonders and dangers from these vanished waters. Stories of adventure and grandeur on great wooden vessels as they sail across the salted waters to find new lands and glorious treasures.

Ancient textbooks from students long passed tell of great beasts that once roamed the oceans. Giant blue whales and great white sharks. Wondrous beings that both captivated and terrorized the people of old. After the ocean dried away, all that remained of these reputable creatures were their bones, crusted with the salt that makes up the floor of the desert, and slowly, very slowly, eroding away. Soon enough, nothing will remain of these creatures save for the textbooks detailing their existence preserved in museums. One day, no one will believe they ever even existed. They will simply be seen as another myth, or conspiracy theory.

And perhaps I might have been one of these skeptics, as well, had things turned out differently.

Seeing the bones for myself, however, has forever made that way of thinking impossible for me. Standing inside the ribcage of a blue whale is a surreal experience. It is not difficult to imagine how ancient ocean divers would have reacted to seeing these creatures in their prime. The skull itself is simply enormous, and the entire beast must be the size of two NeoTram* cars. To think these massive beats survived solely on microplankton… I would have thought they were a myth myself had the whale’s comb-like teeth not been grinning at me from two feet away.

The remnants of these creatures remain as fleeting ghosts of what once was. The salt that ricochets off of my NeoTech* salt visor is but a hollow husk of the roaring waves that overtook this former ocean. Ashes remaining after a cremation. The taste of the salt on my lips is merely a reminder of the taste of the sea spray so often described in the old stories of seafaring pirates sailing the “Great Ocean Blue.”

All that remains now of this blue ocean is the desert; and her bones.

*the Neo-stuff is the technology of the time period: NeoTech. it was created by Alice DuPonte in the year 4023. the NeoTech company creates a whole range of devices. the most popular being the NeoTech salt visor, which is used to block salt particles from the Atlantic Desert from getting into people’s eyes. the salt visor was actually Alice’s first invention. she grew up in the desert.

[bioware]

Take a moment to familiarize yourself with Emmrich’s helpful assistant – Manfred

[nerd-elf]

I’m tagging all my favorites here, feel free to do the same

[wanderingibon]

THE ROOK

[stealingyourbones]

I’m not too big a fan of de aging fics (just a personal preference), but the ones I always adore are the fics where the de aged person still knows everything from before they were de-aged and act like a child genius.

With that in mind: Danny gets de-aged in Gotham. With no other way around it, he has to be put back into elementary school and VERY rapidly skips classes because he still remembers everything. In his woodworking class he builds a miniature scale fully functioning mech that could be used to fight Gotham Rogues.

Bruce very quickly notices this kids very apparent smarts. With the rate of smart young children becoming rogues, he gives Danny as many Wayne scholarly grants as he can to encourage non villainous behavior.

[devoursweetly]

[olrinarts]

Day 9: Bones Are Needed (from @stychu-stych's cotltober prompt list)

'crusading for bones' is the least subtle innuendo in existence but give them a break, do you have any idea how hard it is to get time alone once you're a god

[unabashedmoonlight]

Nikolai after getting multiple degrees and becoming a famous privateer in his early 20s:

[timethehobo]

Manfred when [fill in your own scenario].

[vangbelsing]

Bioware went from making all their romances young 19 and 20 somethings to feeding me the best goddamn gilf I've seen in my entire life.

[themaeveschild]

The best part of someone who’s really put together is messing them up 

[ltwilliammowett]

Unusual sailor's love token, with three bone dice housed in a chain corresponding to a dainty shell and a heart medallion with the inscription "SJC", the dice are arranged in the orders "215" and "562". 19th century

[pangur-and-grim]

I think my racecar shirt makes me look younger

[reine-de-rat]

The hill I will die on is that Emmrich is assertive to sassy Rook when he's had enough of the teasing and and flirting and pushing his buttons.

And he will most definitley pin Rook against the nearest surface in private and say things like "Such a wicked thing you are. Whatever shall I do with you?"

Then proceed to absolutely drive Rook mad because he would 100% use his knowledge of anatomy to know where to touch and press without ever giving Rook what they want until Rook is a breathless mess and when they inevitably make some noise or say his name he pulls back to observe his work and say something like,

"Yes, dear one? Use your words."

....

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[arlathen]

𝘿𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙤𝙣 𝘼𝙜𝙚: 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙑𝙚𝙞𝙡𝙜𝙪𝙖𝙧𝙙 | 𝙍𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝘿𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙏𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙧 [▶]

[devoursweetly]