#echo: me too!

[the-ninja-legacy-whip]

Oooh Zane not wanting to share his mother? What a Shame Aurora raised him better than that! Share some love Zane!

Zane: I am the most selfless person I know. I will literally die for anyone at a moment's notice. I will break apart my own heart into pieces if it means another shall live a second longer.

Zane: ...LET ME HAVE THIS ONE THING FOR MYSELF

Jesse: Says the guy who keeps trying to steal my mom e-e

Zane: Entirely unrelated 😤

[mroddmod]

everyone be quiet i'm manifesting

[ectoplasmentity]

I keep reading the Pride Month Demon meme as this I fear

Edit: For people commenting that Pride Month is over, July is Disability Pride Month! Demoman is disabled (he does not have an eye) and I, the artist, am disabled, so what I say stands✌️I also say in the tags that Pride is year long and forever 🌈💖

[bookalicent]

yeah so this was insane

[idontwikeit]

No, no, no… you've got it all wrong… you can't act death. The fact of it is nothing to do with seeing it happen - it's not gasps and blood and falling about - that isn't what makes it death. It's just a man failing to reappear, that's all - now you see him, now you don't that's the only thing that's real: here one minute and gone the next and never coming back - an exit, unobtrusive and unannounced, a disappearance gathering weight as it goes on, until, finally, it is heavy with death.

-Rosencrantz & Guildenstern Are Dead

for @annevbonny

[collophora]

First week at the 501st for Echo: surviving Rex's warm up

[sapphorror]

The Narrator's perspective only gets more horrifying the longer you think about it. Like, imagine being an Echo of yourself—one of many, all made to serve a very particular purpose and knowingly living on borrowed time, if 'living' is even the right word for your current state of pseudo-existence.

You've inherited the mission of a dead man—it's literally the only thing left that you can do before fading, so you sure as hell better believe in it; the alternative would be unbearable. Only you keep failing. With every loop that you don't remember, your lack of agency in this situation becomes starker—you can influence small things, sure, but it becomes increasingly clear that you have no real power, no matter how personally invested you are in the events unfolding in front of you. You are, after all, only an Echo. You've forfeited the right to meaningfully engage with the world.

Worse—every loop you're made aware of is another time you've failed, with unimaginable consequences, though you had no control over these previous iterations of yourself and can't even learn from their mistakes. Everyone around you is operating on a shared perception of reality that you are not part of, will never be part of. After a few repetitions, you are, ironically, the least informed person in the room. All you have left to go on is an evidently outdated script. At the same time, everyone else is experiencing a contiguous version of you, comprised of parts that are, in some sense, also you, while at the same time existing at a complete remove from your current perception of self. Whatever you don't know you did—that's you now. You are, after all, only an Echo. You've forfeited the right to define your own identity, never mind know what it is.

Even worse—this has trapped you within a stagnant hell of your own creation. Nothing you say or do really matters in terms of your own self (the rest of the world is a separate issue entirely). Anything you've come to believe—say, for totally hypothetical example, that you were wrong actually and your envisioned paradise is really a hell beyond any you had the capacity to envision—has about as much permanence as a drawing in the sand. 'You' will continue, exactly as you were, no matter how much you might like to change your behavior. Every possible future has already been set in stone. You are, after all, only an Echo. You've forfeited the right to say anything you haven't already said.

For some reason, no part of any of this has made you feel more comfortable and at peace with the general concept of finality.

The really, truly absolute worst part, though?

There is no one for you to blame but yourself. And that's exactly what turns your story into such a tragedy.

[scamperin-shroom]

Classic Zelda games: "So Link doesn't talk because he's meant to resemble you the player 🥰"

Echoes of Wisdom: "Link doesn't talk because his ability to speak was physically taken from him by a dark force"

(edit: since I need people to understand Link can't talk at all. It was forced out of him. It's not a choice. That part of him was consumed)

[spotsupstuff]

On the Echoes, cosmology, Saint's quest(/inner identity) and the Rubicon. Half of these are from February...

bonus Théta doodles:

[iaminjail]

michael mell gets bullied by an evil supercomputer.png this is not a michael gets squipped au btw lol i just wanted to draw smth silly. anyways i love this guy forreel <3

cropped ver.

[hello-eeveev]

I LOVED how silly Fjord and Jester were in the one shot. One of the (many) things that draws me to Fjorester is that Fjord never got much of a chance to be a kid, what with the sweatshops and the child labor, meanwhile Jester had a childhood that allowed her to hold onto a lot of her joy and innocence.

Throughout c2, we saw Fjord loosen up a lot and allow himself to engage more and more genuinely with the antics of the m9, and it was really awesome to see him 7 years down the line, fully leaning into playing when he wants to. Instead of putting on an accent that he thinks will make people listen to him, he’s dressed like a pulp romance hero and still runs a whole shipping company with 3 (4? I don’t remember) ships because he’s a good sailor, a good captain, and a good leader. He doesn’t bat an eye when Jester calls him Admiral and does the eyebrows and the voice; he responds equally dramatically with “yes, my love!” and I don’t think an early- or even mid-campaign Fjord would have been able to do that. But now! Now he gets to play! And I love that for him!!!

[2isted-chocol8-art]

"When I’m done exploring, I want to make some more quantum art. Maybe some kind of creature sculpture that just, like, shows up and scares the daylights out of you.”

I always found that Gabbro dialogue hilarious so I made a comic about it 💃💃💃

-> More Outer Wilds Art!

[joshuamj]

Been enjoying EoW so far!!

Redraw of this:

[spocks-kaathyra]

garak at stsf :))

[somestorythoughts]

So there's posts and fics with Alpha-17 as an Arc trainer.

Echo probably had to do a lot pf physical therapy/training after he was rescued. Alpha-17 from what I've picked up of the comics probably had to do the same.

So how about Alpha-17 looking at this trooper and he remembers training him and his brother, who's gone now, and knows the two of them were competent as fuck even if he's not gonna tell them that, can't let the younger vod get cocky, and he's all too familiar with grieving and recovering SO the day after Echo and the Batch land on Kamino he shows up in the training room they're using just like "come on you little shit time to get you back into shape."

And Echo just turns to Tech and goes "Maybe you should have left me in that stasis chamber."

The Batch just kinda blinks at that cause they haven't heard him joke much and Alpha-17 just goes "still a little shit. good. now get your ass over here before I have to come get you."

[szfiction]

This parallel makes me insane actually (and there is something incredibly Lawlu about it to me)