#suncycles

[gallifreyinstituteforlearning]

⏲️ The Timing of a Time Lord

So I was wondering, GIL has been going for about a year and a half now, but how long is that in Gallifreyan time?

1 Gallifreyan Second = 1 Earth Second

1 Gallifreyan Minute = 1 Earth Minute

1 Gallifreyan Hour ≈ 80 Earth Minutes

1 Gallifreyan Day = 1 Earth Day

1 Gallifreyan Month = 27 Earth Days

1 Suncycle (Year) = 1 Earth Year

1 Nano-span = 0.19 Earth Seconds

1 Micro-span = 189 Earth Seconds

1 Milli-span = 52.6 Earth Hours

1 Centi-span = 22 Earth Days

1 Span = 6 Earth Years

1 Cycle ≈ 23 Earth Years

1 Kilo-span = 6000 Earth Years

1 Epoch = Tens of Millions of Earth Years

So that's one-and-a-half suncycles. Phew. Now I can sleep.

(Varied, ROOG)

Whoniverse Facts for Friday by GIL

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[dawnclan-duskclan]

For the first time in four Suncycles, Boragebud felt warm.

Raindrops sparkled across the grasslands, harsh highlights and deep shadows striped by the bright Sun at her back. The Caverns felt more real, more alive, than it had in a long while and Boragebud thought she could run forever.

Indeed, neither of her companions showed signs of slowing down as the patrol raced across the pale scrublands, scaring off a flock of partridges, but no one tried to chase after them because there would be plenty of prey wherever they stopped. Life sang through her blood. Boragebud could feel MoonClan's laughter every time her paws kissed the ground, a joyous purr that lent speed to her paws and clarity to her thoughts.

Fireglide reached the gnarled willow first, of course she did, but Boragebud was surprised that she wasn't far behind the fleet-footed warrior. She stretched out beside Fireglide, who rolled in the sedges that caressed them. A few moments later Plumstripe arrived, having opted for a steady, effortless pace, and unlike the two mollies, he wasn’t breathing heavily as he sat a tail-length away, gazing over the marshes. Sunglow sparkled across the open patches of water, trapped in mirror-reflective stillness.

"I'd really love some duck for dinner," Fireglide mewed, rolling over to face them with a long stretch that made her ginger legs quiver at the apex. "Maybe a muskrat?"

Plumstripe tapped his dark tail against her flank. "Careful, muskrats fight back."

"Sure, sure. That's why I'll have Boragebud to help me with it, right?"

The cinnamon molly rolled to her paws, shaking the grass from her pelt. "No! Muskrats taste awful, if you want one, fight it yourself," Boragebud argued, wrinkling her nose. She thought the foul creatures tasted like dry pond muck smelled. "But I can help you find a duck, if you help me fish out some crawfish."

Fireglide grinned. "Deal!"

Plumstripe sighed. "I'll be over here then, catching whatever I can, making sure DuskClan actually has enough food." He sounded put upon, but Boragebud knew that was his way of making a joke.

Still. She met his pale eyes with a slow blink, a silent question, asking if he really did want help, but the russet warrior shook his head minutely with a smile and, confident Plumstripe was okay with the arrangement, DuskClan's deputy turned back to Fireglide. "Alright then, let's find our duck."

It took several hours and many tumbles into the water (some accidental, most of them not) before the two mollies secured their prize: a fat, oily bird they brought back to the willow and stashed inside a hollow between the roots, carved out by DuskClan cats many years ago for that exact purpose. Already there were plenty of shrews and mice and water voles piled in the burrow, and Boragebud was glad that Plumstripe's hunt was going better than their wild goose--or duck--chase had.

It was too nice a day to take seriously, so after quickly snagging a pair of crawfish from their muddy burrows, Boragebud and Fireglide threw themselves into the pond below the willow, paddling about in the open water to get the muck off their fur. It felt great to let down her guard and play, and both mollies were grinning ear to ear by the time they grew tired and dragged themselves back to the shore.

Plumstripe was waiting for them, an easy smile on his face. His dark ginger fur was dry and well-groomed. "If I caught any more, we wouldn't be able to bring everything back in one trip," Plumstripe called out. He flinched and fled the spray of water as Fireglide shook out her fur, and while the two mollies worked to get their pelts tolerably dry in the bright Sunglow, he went to work splitting their catch into piles for each of them to carry.

His catch was impressive, with no less than seven rodent tails between his jaws. They should have brought a basket. Fireglide carried another two mice, plus their pair of crawfish, while Boragebud was stuck wrangling the duck, whose oily feathers slipped between her teeth and whose wings constantly threatened to trip her paws when her neck grew tired and she allowed it to drift too close to the ground.

Still, having too much prey was hardly something to complain about, and though Boragebud was tired from the long day, it was a good kind of tired. The warmth of Sunglow on her back made her flush with contentment.

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[esorydoolb]

OC questions

I'm doing these half-asleep on the train but THANK YOU SM FOR TAGGING ME <33 @a-cosmic-elf

My OC who will be answering these is Vynter, here's a rough sketch of what he looks like:

My questions:

If money, time, and space were no object, what would be your dream pet?

A Ruidshon. It means, follows-the-river. These are beautiful, wild and large mammals which graze along rivers. They are untamed because of their solitary nature, but their strength and pride is admirable. They protect their offspring with their lives, which makes it dangerous to approach them during this time. They are incredibly loyal to their partner and stay together for life. I have always wondered what it would be like to form a bond with one of these wild beasts.

When you were a child, what did you want to be when you grew up?

My future is written in the sacred scriptures of our clan. I knew what I was going to be from an early age and received the education and training that was compulsory for it, so a choice was never in my hands. I was devoted to becoming a great leader and a fearsome warrior that could protect my people.

Are there seasons where you are from? What’s your favourite and why?

We have long seasons, two of them. Based on the moon rituals we partake in, I prefer the first season of the suncycle. These rituals are dedicated to finding and building our own strengths and resolve by searching within ourselves and through numerous meditative days. I enjoy these stretches of time where I connect with my true self, which is separate from the person I am in front of my people.

I'm tagging @a-cosmic-elf @therealgchu @salstray

Your questions:

What is your pet-peeve?

If you close your eyes to take a break from your surroundings, what image appears in your mind?

What topic intrigues you, but you haven't spend time learning about because of any reason?

[eclecticthingcowboy]

Не играл в финалку 3 дня, реакция?

Мне нормально, я вчера паралельно с домашкой смотрел стримы с suncycle и рисовал в магме с чуваками из конфешна Ельцин ис иллюминати. Такие дела...

[acoldsovereign]

“Be honest: What (or whom)’s caused you to try and discard your desire to entertain the abstract?” He already had a pretty good idea of what might have caused it, but, Hearts wanted to hear it from the Empress of Ice, herself. “The world has disillusioned you, hasn’t it?” (Also for regular Maiz)

SUBJECT MATTER: HONESTY HOUR! // sender: @clairvoyantcubes // status--always open!

"Ugh," she groaned, making an annoyed face at the heart-and-mind-reader before her expression slipped back to it's neutral state.

She could hate Hearts all she wanted (and she did), but sometimes, she had to admit--his dedication to making her open up was admirable. "You are one of the most stubborn men I've ever had the displeasure of meeting." Heterochromic eyes met red ones after she dished out her insult-pliment. She started over with an exasperated sigh, suddenly looking more worn and tired than ever before.

"I grew up."

She may have been interested in magic and mysticism when she was younger, sure. But she was an adult now with adult responsibilities--and even though her surviving the Saiyan Genocide was considered by her to be a miracle of divine intervention--she really had no proof of it. If she was truly favored by the Goddess, God and Patron Saint of her religion, why couldn't she transform (into a Super Saiyan)? Why didn't they answer her prayers in returning her mother, aunt or at least Bardock to her . . . ? Why was it just her who made it out alive . . . ? Even when the world tried to erase her through the Galactic Patrol, another miracle happened; the curious inhabitants caught the debris from her ship (and her corpse) when she fell from Planet Kokytus' skies. They dutifully studied her body (by cutting her open) and traced back her origins, using educated guesses through the observed trajectory of her ship. They nursed her back to health though it took them three suncycles (years).

--BUT THEIR KINDNESS WAS REPAID WITH SLAUGHTER AND PARTIAL GENOCIDE.

And a hostile takeover of their planet, complete with a forceful assimilation of Saiyan Culture, including whatever parts of her language their bodies were able to speak.

"It is hard to keep faith when one is lost--when they don't know why they live. For what, or who they live for. I've had to make my own reason. I had to cling to what I knew. I don't believe what I did is incorrect or wrong." The tiredness was replaced with neutrality again. "I am disillusioned if only because I am still--in many ways, perhaps--trying to find an answer as to why I'm here again, back in the world in the living. I thought it was a freak accident. Or perhaps the work of my Goddess. I would much rather believe in the latter--in rare, divine miracles than anything else."

In other words, believing in sheer kindness was more ridiculous than magic itself, but while she could spare some thoughts to the latter, she outright refused to believe in the former. She wasn't one for self-reflections, and this coversation--upon many others that she's had with Hearts--showed it. It was her main weakness; the inability to see how she plays a part in the larger scale of things. She was narrow-minded when it came to her and the things that mattered, and discarded everything else that didn't fit. She was much, much, too selfish and inconsiderate of others.

"The abstract is for children."

[everotten]

More info on my Signalis OCs under the cut! I felt bad since I forgot to include some of Gale's basic facts

Gale (Lost)

-Friends with STAR units (Mask from STAR mentor) Hangs out with STARS so much that she’s taken up some of their mannerisms and ideals

-Doesn't remember Chloe, to Gale she was just another EULR

-Use to be much more temperamental in her early days, was almost considered to be a lost cause

-In the past Gale was reprimanded by her mentor and other STAR units far too many times. Even other STCR would sometimes comment about Gale being too intense

-Has stabilized since then but I think she still has the capacity to be just like she was before, depending on certain circumstances. Old mindsets die hard-coded

-Takes quick showers but usually on the more frequent side to make up for it

-Punctual to a fault, after being grilled by her mentor for being late

-Coffee :)

Chloe (Background Dancer)

-The first time Sol and Chloe met was probably because Sol spotted her watching the flock of STAR from afar (Sol thinks she's a bit odd but harmless)

-Gale wasn’t the only unit to bully her, but Gale was the most significant one

-Gets her hair caught on the ARAR tunnels

-Most normal one here and not vengeful at all.

-Eventually becomes hesitant acquaintances with the ARAR unit Nuclear “Robin” The one who she stole the Retractable Rhodonite Claws from

-Transferred facilities for persona rehabilitation

-It's been so long since she's practiced her vocals that it cracks often when trying to hum or sing

-At the end of her story, she will be decommissioned the earliest out of everyone. This will always be her fate

Solar (Mentor)

-Serious with honorifics and titles. Will correct a unit for not using or using the wrong titles to address another unit or herself

-The type to use the STAR hierarchy to her benefit, turns a blind eye when she sees other STAR struggling but won’t actively participate in physical punishments. However Solar wouldn't pass up the opportunity for a fair duel.

-Able to command orders louder than a STAR unit.

-Respected by most STCR (Probably has the highest ratio of STCR that respect Solar out of all STAR mentors)

-Not a very picky eater

-Is described as abnormally amiable in general but is noticeably friendlier towards EULR and ARAR units

Solar: “Oh joy! Slop Suncycle again! Amazing!”

Everyone else in the mess hall: *collective eughhh*

i created more creatures

[apothicare360pharmacy]

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[dwarvishscholar]

I got my account back! Those bloody gobs stole it!!! I had to push a boulder for six suncycles to get it back.

[drzaibkhan]

Our #Sun #11YearCycle will happen from 2023 onward till 2026 with the reversal of the #SunPoles, #MagneticShiftingInTheSun resulting in increased #SolarFlares causing disturbances in #GPS, satellite communication equipment, possible heatwaves etc, Scientists predict that the coming #SunCycle should break the trend of weakening solar activity seen over the past four 11 year #SunCycles. #InGodWeBelieve #DrZaibKhan February 24, 2022 https://www.instagram.com/p/CaYAZs6jK_t/?utm_medium=tumblr

[therastapreneur]

I haffi take dis time to scream Blessed 40th Earthstrong to my younger twin sisters @lrcannon & @simply_irresistible1981 all the way from Southern California to Southern Florida 🎉🎊 Hope yall full joy de #Miami vybz, I wish I could be there to celebrate with yall... Since I can't I need yall to party enuff for me too 🥳 🍾 More LIFE, LOVE and BLESSINGS my dear sisters 🖤❤💛💚 (We are getting old 😁) Love yall #blessedearthstrong #happybirthday #birthday #bday #bdaygirl #birthdaygirl #bornday #suncycle #earthstrong #earthday #theRASTApreneur #SpreadLoveLikeAVirus #Love (at Long Beach, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/CSLssYxrPyj/?utm_medium=tumblr

[dawnclan-duskclan]

"We should hunt in the Twilight today," Redstem said.

"By the waterfall?" Woodfern put her paws up on a boulder, peering over the cluster of stones, captivated by the storm.

For his part, Redstem eyed the Daylands with a wrinkled nose. Sheets of water poured from above, hiding the green of the trees behind a swirling curtain of grey. It was almost pretty, the way the Sun cast each droplet in light, a dance of a million stars.

But even from DawnClan's camp, well within in the Twilight, he could hear the dull roar of wind and rain as the localized storm under the Sunroost growled, fierce as any warrior. Cold wind poured outward from the swirling storm, weak where they stood, but Redstem knew the gale would only grow stronger and icier the closer they ventured to the Daylands.

Depressingly, the thick sheets of rain shuttered the Sun crystal's light and once the pair of hunters left DawnClan's camp and the cluster of bright Star crystals it contained, the Twilight was as dark as the Dimreaches at Shadowsun: stones and cliff faces a smudge of shadow in the darkness, with the only meaningful illumination cast by individual Star crystals in puddles of rainbow-hued Starshine.

"No," Redstem decided, "the waterfall’s too close." Woodfern's tail-tip twitched, signaling the younger molly's faint disappointment. But Redstem wasn’t about to spend the next Suncycle with the ache of frost in his lungs and toes, so even if he knew he was setting them up for a challenging hunt, he turned his back to the Sun and set off into the deep Twilight.

Redstem chose a crevasse between two tall cliff faces in the mountainous south, where plenty of Star crystals illuminated the stone and scattered tumbles of vine-covered stones supported a small population of mice, lizards, and even a few snakes at the top of the food chain. The older tom curled his lip. He hated the idea of eating reptiles, cold, scaly, and bitter, but DawnClan needed to eat. 

So Redstem gritted his teeth and set to it.

Woodfern followed silently (and, perhaps, a little petulantly) as Redstem led the small hunting patrol to the gorge. She didn't hesitate to leave the red tomcat behind as soon as they arrived, plunging deep into the narrowest crevasse she could find, taking her far away from where he hunted.

Frustration clawed a growl from her throat.

She wasn't dumb enough to suggest going to the Daylands--she wasn't an idiot, they couldn't withstand a Waterwing storm and even if they could, any prey there would be deep in its burrows--but they could have gone closer! This far into the Twilight, they might find a few straggling mice or cold, scaly things that skittered in the shadows, but there certainly wouldn't be a fat hare or a bird in her future.

Woodfern slapped a pebble with her paw, relishing in the awesome c l a c k ! it made as it impacted the cliffside. The sound echoed in the narrow crevasse and vibrated the fur in her inner ear until it tickled. Movement flashed to her right and the silver spotted molly shot her paw out on instinct, pinning a tiny lizard to the stone. She curled her claws into its neck and the thrill of the chase quickly melted into disappointment: the lizard was so small, barely a mouthful, and she'd need dozens--no, hundreds--of the stupid things to feed even Boulderkit.

Woodfern growled and stalked off, leaving the small lizard where it fell. If it was still there when she came back, she'd pick it up. If not, well, it wasn't much of a loss. Certainly not worth the time to find a spot to cache it.

An indeterminate, frustrating time later, she heard Redstem's voice echo through the chasms. Her stomach rumbled. She should have eaten that small lizard to take the edge off, StarClan and the Code be damned. Woodfern retraced her pawsteps to pick up the singular mouse she'd managed to catch, her tail lashing as she followed her own trail of scent through twisting canyons to where she started her hunt. The lizard lay on the ground--mocking, accusatory, insulting really--but she picked it up all the same.

At least it made her mouse look bigger in comparison.

Redstem hadn't had any better luck and Woodfern narrowed her eyes at the pitiful pair of lizards between his paws, neither one much bigger than her own. "We've wasted enough time here," the red tom muttered, atypically dispirited, and she would have snapped something back, but she was too upset to find the words.

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[chipmooney]

Gangster Gibbs,

Sun Cycle 2020

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[queentahtahme-blog]

🕯️✨The Sacred Sister Circle is Up!✨🕯️ Theme: 🌬️Sacred Words🌹 🌹 Reading 1) What does the name Tahtahme mean? How choosing our name effects our daily lives. Reading 2) Amethyst Rocks by @saulwilliams Blunt: Herb mix from healingrootsministry.com and mixed with the strain Koshur Kush in Trip transparent blunt papers. 🌹 Activity: Sun Bath and Womb Massage {pg 98 of Sacred Woman by Queen Afua} 🌹 Gateway 1: Sacred Words 🌹 Tune in every Sunday at 2pm PT and invite a friend! Join us in person in Santa Cruz, CA or through Livestream. Link in Bio, patreon.com/tahtahme 🌹🕯️🌹 📷: unknown

[shasharishi]

Katie has just unveiled the illustration up to now only available in digital format to my workshop attendees! I’m excited to say that this collaborative and cycles/tarot-inspired piece is now available from her lovely Etsy shop in print format! 😍see below... #Repost @katebettysmith ・・・ 'Transitions' was created in collaboration with @shasha_crow, one of my lovely yoga teachers at @thezensheduk, for her 'Embracing Autumn' workshop. The workshop focused on a combination of the transition of the seasons in nature as we move into autumn, but also changes we experience daily, monthly and annually, represented by the cycles of the sun and the moon. Shasha also drew inspiration from the Wheel of Fortune tarot card. I decided to try to combine all of these cyclical elements into one 'Transitions' tarot card to represent the workshop. The border features the seasons moving from the buds of spring, into the greenery of summer, the vibrant oranges and browns of autumn and finally the starkness of winter. Nestled in each corner is a tarot wheel. The top half of the image shows the daily cycle of the sun, whilst the lower represents the monthly cycles of the moon. I absolutely loved creating this and felt like Shasha and I really clicked and world naturally very well together. I hope you enjoy it too! Swipe to see process pics. ‘Transitions’ is now available on my Etsy and comes packaged in a compostable sleeve. #transitions #autumnequinox #autumnvibes🍁 #seasonaldecor #moonphases #moonart #suncycle #cycleoflife #tarot #wheeloftheyear #wheeloffortune #moonritual #artistsoninstagram #supportsmallbusiness #supportlocal #etsyworcester #inkdrawing #watercolour https://www.instagram.com/p/CG5P9y2Dhcg/?igshid=1cuo19ws9kg17

[taevayu]

<< USERS 4 “SUN(SHINES)” >> ︵ req by anon

suncycled / m0nthsvns / sunprariie / packksunned

svnshiiners / gensnshne / sunshnelego / tensiunshnes