#tron radia

[vppacer]

#32 like the moon for radia

(I think u mean #31 but aight)

#31 - like the moon / Radia for anon ^^

(do you guys think she sometimes takes a quick dip in the sea of simulation and remembered that, she's alive.)

[troninthemiddle]

Clu's whole snickering mad supervillain quirk melted the moment Radia exclaims he's not capable of understanding loss.

(What caused Clu's loss?)

[encominternational]

Round 1: RADIA vs ANON

[cmdrjanus-2]

"Yes, there is still a chance to save her. But we must return to Arjia quickly."

[dumbtronaus]

au wHERE kEVIN fLYNN FORGOT THAT CAPS LOCK WAS ON WHEN PROGRAMMING tHE gRID SO ALL THE pROGRAMS TALK LIKE THIS

[coupleofdays]

According to the Tron Wiki, the character "Radia" is possibly named after the computer programmer Radia Perlman, whose contributions to network design (that are far too complicated for me as a layperson to understand) has earned her the nickname "Mother of the Internet".

She did once write a short poem about her work, a parody of Joyce Kilmer´s (in)famous poem "Trees":

Algorhyme

I think that I shall never see

A graph more lovely than a tree.

A tree whose crucial property

Is loop-free connectivity.

A tree which must be sure to span

So packets can reach every LAN.

First the root must be selected.

By ID it is elected.

Least cost paths from root are traced.

In the tree these paths are placed.

A mesh is made by folks like me

Then bridges find a spanning tree.

[shes-an-iso]

Radia_wip

[jestercake]

It’s about time I’ve added another fandom on my archive! TRON! I’ve always loved Disney’s Tron, especially the 1982 film, but I’ve also loved what they’ve done with the style of Tron:legacy and uprising. I decided to add onto my own adaptation to the comics Tron: betrayal and Tron evolution, seeing that these characters are Radia, Clu, and Jalen(Abraxas). You’ve got these three ambassadors of the grid, and Clu who doesn’t like to share power.

[datamodel-of-disaster]

Tron-spiration: the otherworldly fashion of Erté

So, seeing as people enjoyed my post about the influence of Tron 1982 on Alexander McQueen, I figured I should do some more posts about costume history and Tron.

So...

Erté.

Even if you are unfamiliar with the man, you have almost certainly been exposed to his art in some way or other. The work of graphic artist and designer Romain de Tirtoff, known by the French pronunciation of his initials "R T", left an indelible mark on our perception of the 1920s Art Deco period.

I happen to think it also left a mark on the costuming of the Tron 1982 movie, be it less directly.

Let me illustrate:

(This one may just be my favorite example, actually. Many thanks -or perhaps apologies- to @greetingsprogram1982 for putting this datapusher lady on my dash and sparking this post!)

Now, there are more parallels to be drawn (see below), but I don't think the work of Erté was necessarily a direct influence on Tron.

Rather, I feel like Erté often drew characters and costumes that wouldn't feel out of place decked out in circuits on the ENCOM system, with their graphic lines, sweeping drapery and extravagant headdresses. Mostly designed for the stage, Erté's fashion embodies a sense of being intended for another dimension entirely. His work is a visual fantasy of a different world; graphic, luscious, permissive, and dripping in the technological optimism of Art Deco and the 1920s. And well... isn't that a mindset quite close to the vibe of Tron?

In other words, I can easily see cultural osmosis pulling the 1982 concept artists to similar stylistic ideas...

Now, I realize most of the examples I have shown are fairly muted in color, which was not a deliberate choice! Erté has more to offer than that. Tell me honestly that you can't see some ENCOM system Datapushers rocking these outfits:

And to round it out... the later Tron media leaned away from the 1982 style that so echoed Erté and the fashion of the Art Deco to me, but there is something left of it...

(Somehow, I always end these posts with Radia? But well, fair is fair, she is the only modern Tron character who'd fit in an Erté illustration xD)

Anyway, if you enjoyed this, there's a pretty good collection of a lot of Erté's graphic work online here, and this auction website still shows a number of the costumes that were made to his design (a few of which I featured).

[quorras]

See Her Out (That's Just Life) — Fictober 2023

Or, in which Quorra and Flynn try to survive.

Quorra & Kevin Flynn Mature | Chapter 1/7 (WIP) | 676 words Post-TRON: Evolution (SPOILERS) | Canon Compliant | Father-Daughter Relationship | Angst | Hopeful Ending | Grief/Mourning [ READ ON AO3 ]

Ch. 1: #2 — “Don't worry, I got you.”

It’s over, is all she thinks when she feels her knees give under her. Quorra hits the ground and she’s sure she’s out of power.

After what felt like cycles of aimlessly wandering away from the Recogniser wreck, the Outlands around her have long since turned into a blur of unfamiliar dark rock and storm clouds. It should not be alien to her— if anything, it should be a comfort to know it’s where she, all the ISOs, emerged from. 

It’s not. 

But Quorra wonders if it’s worth spending her last bit of power being existential at all. She can feel it ticking away, her circuits beginning to dim and pulse unevenly.

Still, she thinks, maybe it’s fitting that she gets a chance to derezz on the land she came from. (Something no one else she knew, not even Radia, not even Jalen, had the chance for.)

It’s with that grim thought pounding at her temple, Quorra lets her eyes fall shut. Her energy will run out, eventually. That’s the only certainty she knows.

Quorra can hear the distant rumble of an approaching storm. She can feel the tips of her fingers losing sense, though her palms dig into the grit under her as the ground shakes with the thunder. It’s almost… pleasant, she tries to tell herself, even as her awareness doesn’t like being weak, helpless, and waiting.

Then, her awareness catches on something. On someone.

Quorra can feel the User before he sees him, his energy still thrumming life into the environment around them. She slowly cracks an eye open.

Flynn is crouched on the ground in front of her, with a slight smile hidden by the dark cloak he’s wrapped himself in. He holds a hand out.

“Come with me,” Flynn says, like it’s the simplest thing. “Quorra.”

The User’s hand then barely brushes her shoulder, and it’s flooding back— energy, right from the source. It’s searing, Quorra jolts and coughs at the shock. 

“Ah, shit,” Flynn grips her shoulders more firmly as her circuits flare an unfiltered electric blue. 

Quorra doesn’t even hear it over the rush of the events of the past couple cycles. The Installation Ceremony, and have you seen Jalen?, and oh, Users, the virus… and Clu… Tron… Anon… Hyperawareness of every single one of her voxels makes her want to sob— and she probably already is, with the way Flynn hastily shifts to hold her closer.

She grasps at the User’s robe, and weeps unabashedly.

Flynn hesitates before feeling more sure in holding her back, shushing her gently. “I’ve got you, I’ve got you.” He sounds unconvinced by his own words. 

Time passes, Quorra’s still unsure how much, spent silently crying until her head starts hurting all over again. Flynn holds her even when she feels her sobs subsiding, only moving away to wipe at her cheeks.

Quorra scowls, “I’m going to kill him.”

Flynn raises a brow. “Clu? Would you stoop to his level like that?”

And… Quorra doesn’t know how to respond to that. She must hesitate too long because Flynn’s expression grows gentle. Gentle in the way that hides great melancholy. He gets up slowly, hand braced at his back. Flynn extends his hand to Quorra, “Come on, let’s get out of here before they send someone to survey the wreck.”

Quorra takes his hand and rises. “I’ve got a place in the Outlands Clu doesn’t know I had built,” Flynn says, bracing Quorra with an arm, “We’ll be safe there.”

She throws a look over their shoulders to where Anon’s voxels have already started to get reabsorbed into the grid-bedrock below.

“Don’t worry,” Flynn says, already stepping forward, deeper into the uncharted land, “I’ve got you. We’ll be okay.”

It feels like betrayal, for Quorra to believe they’ll be okay when everyone else who’s ever mattered in her runtime is gone. Gone, and yet she’s still here.

But Flynn keeps walking, and Quorra’s feet step one at a time, forward and forward.

This, Quorra thinks, is survival. Even when it does not feel deserved.

_ _ _

For Fictober Day #2 — “Don't worry, I got you.”

[solar-siren]

Prompts for Pride Month [Closed!]

I’m going to reblog some more prompts and accept them throughout June to celebrate pride month! :D

Rules

**Please read before you submit**

I’m gonna try to keep things somewhat short so I can actually finish them. No more than 500 words unless I really get carried away.

I’m also gonna keep things relatively safe for work. Suggestiveness is fine but don’t go fishing for explicit content lol.

I will be reblogging several prompt lists, so please specify the list you’re referencing as well as the prompt if you submit something. Don’t just send me a number.

Here are the ships I’ll write (in no particular order):

Sam x Tron

ENCOM Trio

Tron x Ram

Tron x Yori

Tron x Yori x Ram

Alan x Flynn

Alan x Lora

Flynn x Jordan

Flynn x Tron

Tron x Clu

Tron x Yori x Able

Quorra x Ada (Uprising)

Quorra x Paige

Mara x Paige

Beck x Bodhi

Beck x Cutler

Beck x Paige

Tron x Shaddox

Tron x Jalen

Radia x Yori

Tron x Radia

Feel free to request any of these with the prompts I reblog! You’re welcome to send in your own prompts/requests (with these ships) as well, although I make no promises. I honestly haven’t written most of these before, but I’ll try my best.

Thank you!

[kai-ni]

Once again, I'm gonna put it out there I'm looking for an RP partner!

Tron / Legacy / Uprising / Evolution

Private discord server, I'm Kaini#1210. 18+ only, pleaseee. I'm 30. Queer. Willing to RP just about anything, drama, fluff, violence, NSFW, etc etc.

I can play happily:

Rinzler (Usually a sad, feral little guy)

Tron (Uprising/Betrayal)

Clu (2) (Either completely irredeemable and disgusting or sympathetic and neglected by Flynn, I've done both)

Abraxas / Jalen (see @abraxasvirus)

An architect OC (see my Ao3)

I'm looking for:

A Clu for Rinzler

A Rinzler for Clu

A Flynn for Clu

A Beck for Tron

A Sam for Rinzler

A Radia for Jalen/Abraxas

A Quorra for Jalen/Abraxas

OCs to interact with either Rinzler or Abraxas

Open to other suggestions!

Message me or comment or something!!! I'm a chill dude just really like to RP and lookin' for somebody to write and have ideas with! I have creative juices and I would like to use them~

[astercontrol]

Tron Jokes and Memes

(an Asterpost)

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Text Only:

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2.0 retro

legacy of quorra

1337

AI BJ

Real People

i'm in

nice

Deus

Yuri

a Free System of governance

the Grid is just Kevin's digital Disneyland

Home of Yori

MCP (final form)

riz

siren song

junior

fake smart

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With Pics:

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Not Just Oranges

YES-diamond

SCP MLP MCP

bit icon

like father like son

Wheel of Fortran

No Tron

MCP (nails??)

Wikipe-Tron

ass backward

simp

transformers overload

barcode

Jokers

curly

Ides

Ram (adorable)

same dick energy

Sark No

Subatomic Bits

Radia Mollari

Good Boy

Shipping Us

Sam-I-Am

everybody

Closer to God

nothing!

color theory

A Poet

white russians

Limerick

Zacc

Fall of Rome

Ram (gay)

Ram (Sark??)

Adventure

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Video Clips:

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do it Flynn

Solar Sailer Stimulation

Ticking my Boxes

Paige Loading

Tron Loading

Let Her Rip

Dude

can't commit

Map To The Destination

little bugger

Gibson, Report

cult

him, the red dead guard

and after all you're my firewall

That Encom Booty

Disc Angel (Meta Tron)

[lucky-dyse]

send a five-word prompt for a five-paragraph fic

"your hugs are the best"

[Choosing Alan because he has the power of Dad on his side]

Alan was visiting the Grid again. He found himself doing so more often when he had the spare time. How could he not? He had quite the family growing here, and it would be rude to keep them waiting.

Clu was working on something new, with the encouragement of Tron to do so. There were rumors of ISOs beginning to form again in the sea. True or not, no one wanted any ISO to feel unwelcome on the Grid after what the Occupation had done.

Tron was on his way to the sea, leaving Clu alone - Hal had gone with Tron to be an ambassador, which left Alan wondering why. Clu loved the ISOs, loved Radia, so why did he avoid them..?

Alan's question was answered when he carefully approached the Administrator. Clu hadn't noticed him yet, but Alan had noticed the tears streaming down his cheeks. The User, careful not to startle the program, pulled Clu into a gentle hug.

"Alan, I-" Clu started, trying to excuse his tears and put on the brave face that had been tortured into him by his previous User. It broke easily when Alan shushed him softly, like soothing a child. Alan's arms were strong enough to be protective, but not restrictive. Tron's hugs were good but.. Alan's had a sort of feeling that Tron couldn't replicate, and that was the care of a good User.

Despite being the same height, Alan rested his chin on top of Clu's head, letting the Admin tuck himself safely away where he could cry without anyone else seeing.

"I'm so scared, User." Clu admitted, and at first Alan thought the slip-up was related to trauma. But this felt different.. Clu actually connected the word to kindness - Alan nearly cried himself.

"What if another Occupation starts? What if I'm not strong enough to protect them? What if-"

"Clu, listen to me." Alan cut Clu off, pulling away enough just to look Clu in the eye.

"The last User here didn't care about the Grid, but I do. The Occupation was allowed to form because of him, not you or anyone else. I'm not saying me being here magically fixes everything, it would be selfish to do so.. what I'm saying is, things are different now. Much, much different. Flynn is gone, Tron is alive, and you have a User - multiple Users, if you count Sam - here to help make sure it stays that way."

"But-"

"No buts, you're married to the hero of the Grid. Your sons are fantastic warriors, your brother is a good User, and the Grid is healing. It's going to be just fine, I promise."

Clu couldn't argue that, as much as his fear wanted him to. He hesitantly nestled back into the warmth of the hug, sniffling lightly.

It was quiet now, but not awkward or strange. It was a comfortable silence, one that felt safe and secure.

"...your hugs are the best." Clu mumbled quietly, breaking the silence for a moment. Alan did, too, because he let out a surprised laugh.

"Yeah..?" Alan smiled, patting Clu's back gently.

"Yours are, too."

[cmdrjanus-2]

「 ℂ𝕠-𝔸𝕕𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕠𝕣 」

W.I.P.

[systemadministratorclu]

Hydra, Aries, and Saturn, from the questions meme for Hal and/or Clu!

From this meme:

Hydra: Favourite sound? 

Clu: Radia's singing. It always helps me when I feel alone or sad or upset. I just play one of the memories from her disc.

Hal: um......I don't really have one.

Aries: Favourite movie? 

Clu: No specific titles, but I like sci-fi. Especially anything about space. I also like space and space exploration documentaries. Have you seen the "Mars: Dead or Alive" episode of Nova on PBS?

Hal: (he's pretty much the same as Clu)

(They both also really like Found Family type stories)

Saturn: Any pets?

Clu: I don't have one, but I've always wanted a Bit. (Bits are a sort of animal on the Grid. There's one in the 1982 Tron movie that I think was supposed to fill the 'cute animal sidekick' spot that a lot of Disney movies have)

*in my AU with @alanbradleyofficial he actually has two pet Bits.

Hal: Sal (lovingly) calls my twin brothers our 'pet idiots'. Does that count?