#purely informational

[thewizardknownasfinehair]

So making nitrocellulose is actually pretty easy, I'm hoping rdx will also be not that hard

[salemlunaa]

✰THE “I AM” STATE: do you understand? ✰

let’s clear things up!! a revamped logical, explanation to the void state

a lot of you are “failing” to induce pure consciousness because you don’t understand.

If you feel like you need a routine to shift/tap into the “I AM state”, you don’t properly understand what it is

If you feel like you need a good “mental diet”, you don’t properly understand what it is.

If any doubt has creeped into your mind about the void/“I AM” state, you definitely don’t properly understand what it is.

If you feel like you need a method, you don’t property understand what it is.

If you feel as if you MUST stay still, you don’t properly understand what it is.

And if you compare your story to others, you don’t properly understand what it is.

The void state is a deep mental space where you let go of thoughts, emotions, and any sense of “you” as a person, almost like floating in a blank, quiet space. In this state, your brain shifts to slower frequencies, like theta waves, which are linked to creativity and openness in the subconscious. With the conscious mind quiet, your subconscious is more receptive, so any intentions you set can bypass mental barriers like doubt and self-limiting beliefs. People often reach this state through meditation or deep relaxation, opening a space where you can set intentions that stick. This isn’t magic—it’s a psychological and neurological process that aligns your subconscious with what you want to achieve, making you more likely to act in ways that bring those desires into reality.

So you see, it’s literally just a state where all your intentions can come into fruition without the barriers of the 3d. It’s not some magical thing where your soul lifts to some higher places and a genie grants all your wishes. It’s just pure consciousness.

So you don’t need a routine for something effortless. You don’t need to have a “good void concept” or a “good mental diet” to do a basic ability. You don’t need an elaborate ten step method to induce pure consciousness. You don’t need to be a productive manifestor who has a routine where you repeat the same affirmations till your brain goes numb, where you listen to the same subliminals over and over and over. It’s not something you need to do. Not for something as easy as breathing, not for something that is in your fucking brain. You can have the worst day with the worst thoughts and still induce pure consciousness. Because it’s not something you need to mentally prepare for, it was never and is never that deep. Doubting that just shows you don’t truly understand what you’re dealing with.

Having doubts means you don’t truly understand. why? because it’s not something you get to doubt. It’s not some belief that can be speculated against, some superstition that can be proven wrong or some conspiracy theory that can be debunked. It’s a basic ability, it’s law, something that is law cannot fail, no matter how much you want to convince yourself, it’s just not possible for it to fail. Why wouldn’t you doubt that humans have the ability to breathe, because it’s not that deep, it’s not something that you speculate on or something you get suspicious of, because its nothing, just like the void.

There are people who fell asleep in an apartment and woke up in a penthouse, there are people who went to bed with nothing in their wallet and woke up a billionaire. There are people who went to sleep hating their family, the way they look, where they live and woke up with all of that changed. And why? because they induced a state where their intentions can come to life with out any limitations.

You can do it, and i’m not saying that to be sappy and motivational, im saying that because it’s a fact that it’s a basic thing that you can do.

It’s just pure consciousness, nothing too serious 🤭💋

[vaguely-concerned]

one of my favorite garak mannerisms is whenever someone says something to him he clearly finds completely wild and his eyes briefly widen like

before he reacts properly. when someone tells you something SO fucking stupid that you momentarily turn into a muppet

[wintersnails]

i love how nosy everyone in ds9 is. good luck trying to agonize over your latest war crime or relationship drama or whatever in solitude before at least 5 high-ranking Starfleet officers crawl out of the air vents because they sensed gossip

[noirandchocolate]

Just in case, you know, anyone is interested…

Here’s New York’s statute on terrorism.

The pertinent parts someone may be…y’know possibly wanting to know about…

Are Section 490.05(1), which defines “act of terrorism,” and Section 490.25(1), which sets forth the elements of the “crime of terrorism.” Just to make things clearer, because statutes often are not, murder is a “specified offense” as defined in Section 490.05(3).

You will notice when looking at these sections, that “terrorism,” as defined by New York law, does not require a mass attack, an attack on a government or other public building, etc. Because murder is a specified offense, killing a single person is a sufficient underlying crime. Additionally, the statute does not require intent to coerce a government. That is one possible sufficient intent. Another is an intent to “intimidate or coerce a civilian population.” In other words, a group of people.

However, please remember, while you are thinking about this topic, that charging a person with a crime is not the same as convicting them. The State has the burden to prove every element of every crime alleged against a defendant, who is presumed innocent unless a jury decides the State has met that burden beyond a reasonable doubt. So if, say, someone murders a single person, and is charged with terrorism, the State will need to prove that this person possessed the requisite intent/state of mind associated with terrorism, not just the intent to kill associated with murder.

Just so you are aware.

And now, for people who do not like to click links, here are the provisions I’ve mentioned, below the cut:

Section 490.05(1)—

1. "Act of terrorism":

(a) for purposes of this article means an act or acts constituting a specified offense as defined in subdivision three of this section for which a person may be convicted in the criminal courts of this state pursuant to article twenty of the criminal procedure law, or an act or acts constituting an offense in any other jurisdiction within or outside the territorial boundaries of the United States which contains all of the essential elements of a specified offense, that is intended to:

(i) intimidate or coerce a civilian population;

(ii) influence the policy of a unit of government by intimidation or coercion; or

(iii) affect the conduct of a unit of government by murder, assassination or kidnapping; or

(b) for purposes of subparagraph (xiii) of paragraph (a) of subdivision one of section 125.27 of this chapter means activities that involve a violent act or acts dangerous to human life that are in violation of the criminal laws of this state and are intended to:

(i) intimidate or coerce a civilian population;

(ii) influence the policy of a unit of government by intimidation or coercion; or

(iii) affect the conduct of a unit of government by murder, assassination or kidnapping.

Section 490.25–

1. A person is guilty of a crime of terrorism when, with intent to intimidate or coerce a civilian population, influence the policy of a unit of government by intimidation or coercion, or affect the conduct of a unit of government by murder, assassination or kidnapping, he or she commits a specified offense.

[episodes-without-incident]

Adding this here instead of making my own post bc lord knows it’ll never be seen but can you or anyone else remember which episode did Karina say super loudly and in HD “dilfy”

Like it went “why’s he kind of…

dilfy”

Which episode is that 😭

Was that possibly a Miitopia stream? I might be creating a false memory, though. Maybe someone else can help? @drawfee-bit-locator?

Edit: We've got it! Guess What Cartoon Character Julia is Drawing, I Dare You at 22:08

[rookamell]

Wait...uogh... hold on... performances about the house war bankrolled by Caterina... the death of her favourite daughter starting the coup... her always wanting the writer to show her daughter in a good light and these being the only memories Lucanis has of her I'm... going to throw up...

[darkfluffydragon]

Cookie Run AU Ideas #8: Timeless Kingdom

what if Pure Vanilla Cookie, instead of being amnesiac outside with Black Raisin, was instead trapped in the Vanilla Castle time loop? But because of the Light of Truth, he's aware of it? he's been stuck there for...hundreds of years, watching his people die over and over again nothing ever changes no matter what he does and then finally, Gingerbrave shows up. I mean, PV may be nice but there are only so many times he can hear the same monologue before he gets reaaaally sick of it gonna join GC on the hate train and he physically isn't able to do anything "out of script". Every time he tries, he sort of 'loses control of his body', since it's a memory time loop you can't just change a memory and since he's a part of it, it'll force him to go along with it. To play his role. Gingerbrave and his friends probably wouldn't even realise he's not a memory at first, that the Pure Vanilla is the real one.

And an extra I wrote for the AU >:3

Pure Vanilla Cookie awoke with a start, his eyes snapping open to the familiar sight of his bed’s golden canopy. His head throbbed, and his mind felt muddled, a fog of pain and confusion clouding his thoughts. He struggled to sit up, the effort sending sharp jolts of agony through his body. As he gathered his bearings, fragments of memories began to resurface—the battle against Dark Enchantress Cookie, the ruins of his castle, and the faces of his friends, Golden Cheese Cookie, Dark Cacao Cookie, Hollyberry Cookie, and White Lily Cookie.

They had arrived to aid him, late, their expressions grim and determined. By then, he had already spent hours running through the chaos, trying desperately to heal his people. But no matter how hard he tried, the cake monsters kept coming, relentless and unyielding. He remembered the wounds they all bore. The exhaustion that clung to their bones as they fought to protect their home, their kingdom. With his magic reserves depleted, there had been a point where he had started reaching into the depths of his being, drawing upon his very essence—his life powder and soul to fuel his spells.

He remembered the final confrontation against her, he had used Dark Moon Magic, a power he had sworn never to touch. ~~The magic most natural to him.~~ The last time he had seen it wielded, it had led to the academy's destruction. But there had been no other choice. He had cast the banishment spell, lifting himself into the air as Dark Enchantress Cookie tore their Souljams, their very souls, from them. The explosion had ripped through the kingdom, the pain blinding and all-consuming. And then, nothing.

Now, here he was, awake once more. Why? How? As these questions swirled in his mind, he felt a strange sensation, as if invisible strings were tugging at his limbs. Panic surged through him as he realised he was moving against his will, his body tracing the exact path of his memories. He tried to speak, to cry out, but no sound escaped his lips.

“No! Run! Dark Enchantress is coming! Evacuate the cookies!” he screamed, his voice hoarse with desperation. But the words seemed to dissipate into the air, unheard and unheeded. The cookies outside moved about their routines, oblivious to the impending doom. Children played in the streets, vendors hawking their wares, and guards patrolled, all blissfully unaware of the threat looming over them.

The nightmare would unfold before him with horrifying clarity. His friends—the heroes—were nowhere to be seen. Instead, dark silhouettes had taken their place, shadowy figures that seemed to mock his efforts. Was it because of the Souljams? Could this memory not replicate them because of the artefacts which housed their power? 

The endless battle raged around him, the air thick with the stench of smoke and the cries of the wounded. Cake monsters swarmed the castle, their grotesque forms looming over the terrified cookies. Pure Vanilla’s attempts to heal his people felt like trying to stop a flood with a sieve. Every spell he cast seemed to evaporate into nothingness, swallowed by the overwhelming darkness.

The invisible strings tightened around him. It constricted his movements, squeezing his mind. His autonomy slipped further away with each passing moment. The fog in his mind grew denser, suffocating his thoughts.

He felt every wound, every drop of jam that spilled, every life that was lost. He could see the faces of his people contorted in terror and agony, and hear their screams echoing in his mind. His friends fought, their forms blurred by exhaustion and jam. Yet no matter how hard they fought, the cake monsters kept coming, an endless tide of destruction.

The sky would fill with magic circles, blue eyes of the runes staring down at the target as he used magic that he swore to never use, for the second time. He would see her malevolent grin, and feel the agony of the explosion that followed. 

And then, he was back in his bed, the cycle beginning anew. The loops continued, over and over, each one more harrowing than the last. As time stretched into eternity, Pure Vanilla Cookie felt his thoughts growing quieter. Centuries seemed to pass, each loop eroding a bit more of his will. He couldn't move, couldn't speak, and soon, he feared, he would no longer be able to think. In the moments of silence, his mind would turn to White Lily Cookie, the one he had loved so deeply. She had become Dark Enchantress Cookie, the architect of his suffering and the destroyer of his kingdom. Yet, despite everything, he still loved her.

The pain of that love was like rose thorns digging into his heart, a constant, aching reminder of what once was. He had loved her so dearly, had kept her transformation a secret from their friends, hoping against hope that she could be redeemed. But now, as he watched his beloved kingdom and its innocent people crumble time and time again, the anguish was almost too much to bear.

To love White Lily Cookie was to love a rose. To love her was to let the rose crawl up him, letting its hurtful thorns dig into his fragile dough. His jam would paint the delicate petals red, and once gone, wounds and scars would be left to taunt him of his foolish desire.

She had been gifted a bouquet of hearts, yet the only one his moon had taken was his own. She dangled the prize in front of him like a carrot on a stick, and he ran the race despite being the only competitor. She blindfolded him of the fact, and let Pure Vanilla run himself ragged until he could give no more. Then, she left. Left with everything that was Pure Vanilla, left him empty and hurting. Trapped. Left in all her gentle and loving glory, as her beautiful soul was tainted and twisted into the monster that had taken her place.

He did not care for the traitorous thoughts wondering if he was feeling the wrong feelings and thinking the wrong thoughts. He could not care, for he loved her nonetheless. Loved her poisonous, uncompleted promises. Loved her for the nights of waiting by the academy garden, gazing up at the sky, at clouds that would never part to allow him a glimpse of her smile. Loved her for the incomplete dances she swore she would return for, leaving him alone and abandoned in an empty ballroom. He loved her unconditionally. And for this, White Lily Cookie had become his greatest torment.

Each encounter felt like a knife twisting deeper into his heart. The sight of Dark Enchantress Cookie, her once gentle eyes now filled with malice, was a reminder of everything he had lost. She had been his moon, his guiding light, and he had loved her with a purity that he had thought unbreakable. But the darkness that had taken her was relentless, and it had shattered her, and him, beyond repair.

The White Lily Cookie he loved was gone, replaced by the Dark Enchantress Cookie who revelled in his suffering. She was the creator of his endless torment, the reason his kingdom lay in ruins, and his people were lost

What a fool he was.

Pure Vanilla Cookie, awoke in a bed not his own. His limbs were not strung by strings that cut into his dough, and his thoughts were…loud. Clarity such as this was so incredibly rare.

He took in the room, noting how the other cookies, the ones who had…saved him, were still asleep. Quietly, he slipped out of the room, his steps soft and deliberate, as if any sound might shatter this fragile moment of peace. The hallway was dimly lit, shadows playing along the walls. He moved with purpose, though his heart was heavy with the familiar ache of his memories.

Reaching the garden, he paused for a moment at the entrance, breathing in the cool night air. The scent of flowers and earth was a reminder of simpler times. He walked towards the patch of lily flowers, their white petals glowing softly under the moonlight. 

Sitting down among the lilies, he stared up at the moon, its pale light casting a gentle glow over the garden. The tranquillity of the night wrapped around him, and for a brief moment, he felt the weight of his sorrow lift.

His thoughts turned, as they always did, to White Lily Cookie. The moon reminded him of her—bright, beautiful, yet distant and untouchable. He remembered their nights in the academy garden, the way she would laugh and talk about the future with such hope. Those memories were bittersweet now, coloured by the centuries of pain.

The garden was silent except for the soft rustle of leaves in the breeze. Pure Vanilla Cookie closed his eyes, letting the memories wash over him. He could almost hear her voice, see her smile. But then the image would shift, and he would see her as she was now—cold, dark, and filled with a malice that seemed impossible for someone who had once been so kind. He hated that he loved White Lily, a love that had once been pure and untainted. But he loathed Dark Enchantress to the point it hurt.

As the night wore on, Pure Vanilla sat alone. Though he could pretend that he was not, that there was another by his side. Perhaps…even four, all five of them together, underneath the starlit sky with the scent of campfire smoke in the air.  He did not know how long this clarity would last, how long before he would be pulled back into the muddy thoughts and fog. But for now, he rested in the peace of the garden, and the bittersweet memories of the one he loved.

Under the moonlight, surrounded by the lilies, he allowed himself to simply be. To remember, to grieve, and to love, even if it was only for a brief, stolen moment.

[cookieshipshowdown]

my good pal manyminded sent this blog to me so i must submit my favourite polyship for review: Whatever this is (mysticsugar is there too i just made this before the es update) (cacao is sitting to the side, romance repulsed style)

i can define the colors of the lines but honestly its more fun without context

OMORI PFP !!! Anyways

This is so intriguing to me just on principle of timekeeper being here. I want to say grey is either dislike or intrigue and I'm not sure which is funnier. Red is love/crush probably, black is The Nightmare Polycule, green is friends-

Wait are these just the ovenbreak colors. Hang on.

THIS IS POSSIBLY FUNNIER IF IT'S THE OVENBREAK RELATIONSHIPS COLORS. WE BALL (Yellow is admiration, I don't think purple or black exist on the chart so uhhh. Idk about those)

Oh wait I think the purple are soulmates/soulsharing fuckery. Ok

Also if it IS the ovenbreak colors. The Ancients not trusting each other is possibly the best part about this. They're fucked up <3

Starting top right and moving to bottom left!!

Eternal Sugar and Pitaya bonding over their shared love for Hollyberry. My OT3 forever. Sugarberry other half, no surprise there, happy that Pitaya is included on the chart and everything. Such an interesting guy, my Pitaya <3

Admiration and tension between GC and Sugar is kinda par for the course? Like think about it. Stasis hell for all your subjects. Wings. Desperately holding on to the people you care about and not letting them leave you (dying in GC's case, getting out of the paradise in ES's case). I should do a character analysis of GC sometime. Maybe.

Rivalry between The Girlies. I think it's friendly rivalry, like they looooove competing in things. It's enrichment. Let them blow up a house and then rebuild it. They all take turns making dinner and burn down a kitchen at least thrice a week.

Holly holding admiration for WL guys. Guys. Admiring her for not running away and facing her problems head on. Lily admiring Holly for not giving up and continuing to be loud and laughing despite The Horrors. "I wish I could be like you"-type beat from both of them. They think that the other handle their problems so so well. I'm insane. No one listen to me.

Silent Salt and White Lily. The sheer. AUUUGH I have over them. They aren't even out. This is so far into AU territory but I'm so far gone. The knight and their lady. They need to make charm bracelets for each other this is very important to me

LILY AND VANILLA. GUYS EVERYONE SHUT UP I NEED TO YAP ABOUT PURELILY. No it's not "childhood friends to lovers" no it's not "I'll always come back for you" no it's not "Thank you for being there when no one else was" IT'S NOT !! Pure Vanilla falling in love with the idea of Lily, finding out that she never really was who he thought she was. I think that that's why the fandom mischaracterizes her so often!!!! Because quite a bit of our information about WL up until the silver kingdom update was THROUGH PV. And PV does not understand her to the extent he thinks or says he does!! She shares the dream of peace for Earthbread! Of happiness for all cookies!! Pure Vanilla saw this beautiful, smart, amazing cookie in the library and holds her up in a pedestal in his mind because that is Who Lily Is to him. When Dark Enchantress rises, that pedestal shatters. Because the person in front of him is not his friend, is not the White Lily in his mind -- the Lily in his mind would not stoop so low as to rip Earthbread apart (but he can't understand, doesn't understand, how this has always been a part of her; just one that has never been brought to the surface in such a potent way before) and he CANNOT reconcile the two in his mind. When Lily wakes up in the Silver Kingdom update. Can you IMAGINE how PV feels. Overjoyed. This cookie that he admires, this perfect cookie who he's known all his life, is still alive. Never mind that he doesn't know her favorite color, favorite food. Never mind that Lily seems more withdrawn. You would think that he goes to comfort her, but GINGERBRAVE STEPS IN. It's GingerBrave and co. that invite her to join in the festivities. PV only comes up once GingerBrave has started to make her feel better. Can you IMAGINE how Lily feels, disoriented and seeing her friend after 50-odd years. Conflicted. She knows what Dark Enchantress has been up to, to some extent. She doesn't fully disagree with the reasonings -- just with the methods done to achieve DE's goals. She was always a part of Lily. WHEN SHE SAYS "OUR PATHS DO NOT ALIGN" GUYS. THE VISCERAL REACTION (/pos) THAT WENT THROUGH ME. White Lily sees what PV refuses to; if PV cannot pull himself out of his head and see her, REALLY see her, than their relationship cannot continue. That's all there is to it. She isn't perfect, and he needs to learn that.

ANYWAYS. Yikes I yapped. Silent Salt and PV holding admiration I want to say is Salt having respect for him. This guy has managed the stress on his shoulders so well. Predictions for Salt's arc incoming btw !! I feel like they, as the Virtue of Solidarity, had so much pressure to keep people together, to be there as a rock of support for people to bring their worries to. Always the comforter, never the comforted. That's why I think SilentLily works so well. Mutual agreement of worth. White "Just your presence is enough for me" Lily Cookie and Silent "You are always going to be enough for me" Salt Cookie. They cannot believe that they are worth anything if they aren't helping someone, so they believe it for each other. But THAT'S why I think Salt corrupted -- the stress of all that and never being able to tell anyone was too much for them. (Again with the too much. Bashes fist on the ground.)

Rivalry between Salt and Smilk because they have some sort of something going on. I feel like they're the embodiment of "I suffer so much every day and for what. girlish whimsy" "girl you have something more sinister going on" <- that. that is them in a nutshell. Am i making ANY SENSE or have I lost the plot. The knight and their jester. They keep koi fish in a pond to stare at for hours while talking about everything and nothing. Smilk was the closest Salt got to feeling like someone cared about them before they corrupted but then, well. Smilk stopped coming to their weekly chats. The silence was so, so loud. And then the tree happened, and now they're trying to figure out where they stand with each other now.

Tension between Timekeeper and Salt is the funniest outcome. Timekeeper on this chart in general is HYSTERICAL. She's such a bitch I love her.

OKAY NIGHTMARE POLYCULE (BLACK LINES) TIME.

TIMEMILK. MY GUILTY PLEASURE RAREPAIR. They hate each other sooooooo much guys. The worst fucking dynamic on the planet -- two annoying bitches who never shut up <3 They THRIVE on violence and shenanigans. Anyone within a 5-mile radius WILL feel a deep sense of dread until they've been formally pranked by the two. They both go to the bar and wail about how much they hate GingerBrave and co. because "FUCK THAT STUPID CRUMBLY BALD-LOOKING BLUE EYES WEIRDASS FUCKER". And then they take a shot, grimace, and call for another. The alcohol doesn't taste good, and it takes unholy levels of it for either of them to get drunk, but it's more for the experience of yelling about all the people you can't stand than anything.

SDVN I already yapped about so I'll spare you all. This time.

The DE/WL/PV triangle is such a hot mess. SUUUUUCH a hot mess. The HOTTEST mess.

Pure Vanilla and Dark Enchantress is such an interesting concept based on the above rant about PureLily. Here, there ARE no pretenses. He sees her for what she is; someone who found out a horrible truth, couldn't stand it, and dealt with it in the only way she knew how. She's done awful things, and really, he shouldn't even be trying to forgive or redeem her, and yet. Here he is, doing the same thing he did with smilk. And on DE's side, she sees someone who is only now just starting to understand her, and it frustrates her to no end. Who is he to have the right to get to know her? How dare he try to claim that her vessel is someone so weak? He had his chance, and he fumbled it. But Lily asked her to try, so try she will. LilyEnchant. Do I have the capacity to keep this small, because I fear if I get started, this will just turn into "Loaf yaps about WL and DE and character foils" instead of "polls about cookie ships!!" (like this isn't already happening. denial is wonderful, everyone.) I'll keep it small because this post is already big as-is. They, more than anyone else, more than any Beast or Ancient, understand each other on a fundamental level that is nigh impossible to achieve. This is what Smilk wanted, with PV. With TR. That's why the admiration for DE is there. Lily is so incredibly sorry for all that DE has gone through. DE sees it as pity for the longest time, and Lily always says that it's never been pity, and never will be. She knows herself, and she knows that she could never pity DE. Eventually, DE recognizes the empathy, the compassion, the love and self-loathing in equal measure. They both blame themselves for various things, and they both empathize with the other. "I'm sorry you had to go through that," they whisper to themselves when they think the other doesn't notice. "I'll be better. For you," they promise. They ignore the thoughts of killing the other, of taking back the life they once shared, of becoming just one being; either Lily, or Enchantress. There's room enough for both of them, and that space grows more and more with every day, every improvement. It's self-love on the most literal level, and they are happy to continue along this path.

Anyways. Those are! My thoughts! :3

[swiiivet-screamathon]

"Hey-hey-hey-hey Pure Vanillaaaaa??? Why is Shadow Milk here???"

"Hm? Oh, I wanted to give him a chance through a method he might be comfortable with."

"Excuse me??? You let him follow us???"

"We needed to return home, we've spent far too long away, but I know that leaving him to simmer in the pot for however long we'll be away from Beast-Yeast was just going to get him to sour even more. I meant every word I told him at the end, I want to be his friend, but that can only happen if he does as well."

"So you put the entire kingdom in jeopardy for that insane clown!?"

"We beat him once when he was on his home turf and with his compatriots, as long as I keep an eye on him I don't assume much can go wrong for long."

"Do you not think that might still be a bit risky?"

"I'm not sure if you've considered this Wizard, but I think its worthwhile to remember that he chose to follow us. He could've left Beast-Yeast the moment he was set free, and yet he didn't. He could've left to meet up with his other beast friends at any point, and yet he didn't. And according to his companions his experience with me specifically is one of a kind for him. We never invited him to come along, we never even told him where we were going, and now he chooses to leave his former tower? I might be gullible to him, but knowing him as well as I do, I think that's enough evidence for me to think that he's not followed us purely to enact revenge."

"At least its comforting to know you've thought this through at all; but it still seems like the idea of a madman! Is there no safer way at all to-- ourgh, befriend--- him?"

"Perhaps, who's to say sharing his mindscape for so long didn't make me a madman either. I simply cannot help but not be the one to ostracize him, whenever he's ready he can come talk, but I won't treat him unequally."

"Well-- not that I think you would, but if anything goes haywire-- thats on your shoulders! AND his!"

"Of course, I never considered that I wouldn't be responsible for him. :)"

[m-s-justice]

I think it would be really funny if I could Deltarune his ass. he already knows I'm there come onnn

[loucifersbitch]

okay so a flight instructor tries to talk Athena through landing the plane. i'm assuming this is the guy but of course i don't know for sure. i'm guessing based on the stills we've gotten

and if this emergency scenario is following Airport 1975 then this original plan will end up failing. and what happens in the movie then? a pilot rappels from a helicopter into the airplane

now, who do we know that has years of experience flying AND knows how to rappel AND can be calm in an emergency? perhaps a certain firefighter pilot would be a good choice?

[impossiblefeat]

Espio's victory animation after winning a race in Sonic Rivals 2.

[indigo-constellation]

i don't think dankovsky would ever lie to artemy about being dolls seeing as one of his most consistent if not his most consistent character trait is that he does not lie

he does lie actually! He's just really, really bad at it, and prefers not to, for example an earlier post made by the Danko quotes account is him badly lying to try to save Stakh, and he does try to manipulate Artemy a few times during his route. I think that he is a very honest person, but that doesn't stop him from lying to try to defend himself or other people, and exploring that paradox of him being in search of the truth and having to lie about such a massive thing is I think more interesting than making the (incorrect) blanket statement that he doesn't lie.

[memorys-skyscraper]

characters who have genuinely good intentions and motivations and care about their friends/companions while also lying to those same people with nearly every breath are like playdough to me- you can squish and stretch and shape them infinitely bc the question of "where does the lying end" can be applied to so many things and go so many ways and has basically infinite answers, so every time im presented with such a character i feel like a dog that's been handed a bone bigger than its head

[sol-consort]

It’s summer! Any thoughts on seasons for the alien’s?

moisture and how much humans subconsciously seek water to heat regulate in the summer. Ice cream, cold drinks, the beach, frequent showers, playing in the pool, juicy fruits, and just good old sweating.

It's easy to forget we're ~60% water in the winter, it's easy until you absentmindedly recall how no human can ever survive without water for more than 3-5 days. How abysmally short is that? With starvation your body dips into its storage of fat, then muscles when things get really dire. But with dehydrated, there are no water piggy banks tucked under our livers for us to crack.

As for recorded cases, it's hard to find an isolated incident of starvation since if someone is stuck somewhere without food, chances are there is no water fountain around, either. But theoretically you can stay alive for months on water alone—fatigued, malnourished, and mostly likely unconscious, but your heart still beats.

But water? less than 100 hours and you're done for. That's how essential it is to our life. Why we constantly bug each other to remember to drink it during summer.

We're not special in that regard; the body water percentage of animals on Earth usually hovers around the halfway mark. With jellyfish sitting at the top with 95% body water and desert tortoises hanging in the bottom tier with their 20%.

Plants (and whatever the fuck fungi are) are their own breed of eldritch beings so I'm not including them.

Side Note: as a last measure, tardigrades are known to enter a tun state which allows them to survive on only 3% body water and a metabolism of 0.01

The Earth is 71% water, it makes sense. If something is in overabundance why not incorporate it into your biology? All life on Earth has in some way. The dependency on water as a crutch is a common trend, a shared thread in the tapestry of LUCA's descendents.

Well, kinda of shortsighted on our biology's part. Not much water in space :) The Thing We Die Without In 72 Hours

"but" you say "not much oxygen either!"

WELL OXYGEN IS FAR EASIER TO GET THAN WATER!

Much easier to pack canisters of oxygen or repurpose co2 back into a breathable state (just carry a mossball dammit!) than to load ungodly gallons of water into the already heavy spaceship. We shot ourselves in the foot by having water as a mandatory tax of living. Good for a type one civilisation (which we're not even there yet!) not great for a type two.

Actually it's much more worse than that because we don't even use plants to generate oxygen in spaceships! We use water :D we are very clever monkeys. We electrocute the oxygen out of water BDSM style. If you have water, you have oxygen; H2O <-🔍 bada bing bada boom.

At the very least the hanar body can purpose salt water, while the pampered human body will die from dehydrated if given anything but filtered fresh spring water. Maybe their kidneys filter out the salt and makes the water useful somehow? Maybe they use salt glands like albatross or are pumped full of urea like sharks. Maybe it passes through them like jellyfish.

But... the jellyfish are... well, jellyish. And the hanar do have bones, a brain, a skull, and a digestive track. So it's probably more complex. Maybe hidden gills that they flush out the salt through?

Anyway I'm assuming we're using Earth summer as a point of reference?

Krogans

They have radiation storms. Our summer is not only a breeze It's literally a paradise. It only reinforces their believes that humans are weak when we complain about nonexistent problems. Neither of our coldest or hottest temperatures phase them, our deathtraps of arctics and barren deserts are their varren parks.

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Drell

Would absolutely love it, especially the deserts and dry climates. While we slather ourselves in sunscrean and never touch any exposed metal that's been cooking under the sun, the drell are as happy as a lizard sunbathing on a warm rock. Our sun loves them and they love her back. The seasonal fruits that ripen in the summer are the cherry on top (literally! cherries are a summer fruit)

Whenever visiting, they stay near the equator. Don't enjoy the beaches much tho.

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Asari

While the whole of Thessia is weather controlled and kept at the perfect temperature, I doubt anything we have to throw at the asari would actually phase them. Like yes they are coddled... much like a greek god is coddled. They are incredibly sturdy and hardy, by human standards at least.

We are nothing in comparison to Tuchanka's blazing wasteland or The turian's radioactive sun. You'd be drowning in a puddle of your own sweat while the asari next to you is literally staring directly at the sun with zero consequences. Like the krogans, it's just another Wednesday to them.

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Turians

Cute. Absolutely cute how humans think a puny sun like this would do anyone any harm. Look at them and their ozone layer! HAH! Come to Palaven and you'll see what a real sun looks like.

But seriously, you soft skins need... sunscreen? And what is that weird liquid you're exerting from your skin... eugh. Although you've been strangely chipper since we landed, any particular reason w—huh you what?

YOU GET VITMANS FROM THE SUN?

LIKE THE FUCKING PLANTS?

HUMANS NEEDED THE SUN TO SURVIVE? BY THE SPIRITS HOW THE FUCK YOU PUNY THINGS COULD EVEN LAST A SECOND IN SPACE. The sun is an obstacle, something to be protected from, not form a parasitic relationship with! Honestly human get a grip.

Also... actually can I borrow that sunscreen? Been planning a home visit for a while.

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Hanar

Aquatic seasons are generally indistinct from one another. It makes little difference to deep sea creatures if it snows or if the sun rises in the west. Much like our atmosphere layers filter out the pesky asteroids and space debris, water acts like a secondary safety bubble wrap around anything below its surface.

The deeper down you go, the calmer it gets, until you reach an eerie static void on the ocean floor where a creature could spend an entire lifetime and never cross another living soul. Nothing ever happens where no light could penetrate. The temperature constantly regulating itself by the very equilibrium nature of water.

As for the sea surface dwellers and occasional visitors, there are three distinct seasons: Oceanic, Upwelling, and Winter Storm.

Using "season" very loosely here. They are less of seasons and more of reoccurring phenomenons that are secondary consequences of surface conditions usually present or a result of specific seasons and weather conditions occurring in said seasons.

For example: while the Earth tilting causes the surface temperature to rise because we literally are closer to the sun, the ocean creatures remain indifferent to it, BUT not the air which heates up causing an increase in wind actively during that time.

You ever blew air on a hot cup of tea to cool it off? Did you notice what happens when you do blow the said air? The tea "dips" in a particular spot where the air of our blow meets the surface.

What you're doing is breaking the water tension and pushing the surface tea away and into the back of the cup, creating a gap in the water for a split second in time. And liquid hates gaps more than anything, so the surrounding liquid rushes in to fill it.

That is precisely what the wind does to the ocean during upwelling season. As the name suggest, the deep water is literally welling up to the surface to take the place of the water the wind just pushed away. And those waters are liquid gold of nutritions for planktons breeding ground, creating a rippling effect up the food chain. An explosion of life and food.

And the fishies, aquatic mammals, and sea birdies go haywire breeding and nesting as the room service is set out. An open buffet at the shores! Fuck and Eat speedrun!

So they are unaffected by the major temperature and wind changes, they only care about the side consequences that just happen to work in their favour. Or sometimes, against, as is evident by the season called Winter Storm season or the commonly known as Poseidon Demeter catfight season causing the migration of grey whales.

Lastly Oceanic which is a poetic way of saying "lazy bumfuck season where nothing ever happens and the currents are weak and we should've booked a resort instead and ugh all the food is cold and soggy I don't feel like leaving my warm water bed to go grab a bite and can't believe we got new Deltarune chapter before silk song it's so over skongers."

Also all of the above generally is only relevant to marine life, while the deep ocean creatures remain unbothered, moisturised, happy, in their lane, focused, flourishing, and locked in nibbling on those scrumptious whalefall bones.

Why is any of this relevant?

BECAUSE! HANAR!

THEY HAVE NO CONCEPT OF SEASONS!!

Imagine you spend all your life living in an static environment bubble then suddenly have to walk on the surface just to engage with these weird terrestrial creatures and oh my god what the fuck is a sand storm. This is beyond hell. Chaos! Entropy! What do you mean the sun is a deadly laser! What the hell is a hurricane! Who the fuck is freezing water and throwing it up from the sky! Not Cool!!!! AND WHY DO TEMPERATURES SHIFT SO DRASTICALLY AND SUDDENLY.

Like no wonder they employed the sturdy drell to do their field work. Weather has always been this vague far away concept buried in dusty books and only ever relevant in the infansy stages of spaceship launches.