#ungeheuer

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Das Ungeheuer

Das Ungeheuer · Leo Tolstoi · Märchen · Reparatur

Es war einmal ein Ungeheuer, das saß auf einem Baumstumpf und zählte mit seinen Krallen die Sterne. »Eins, zwei, drei, vier.« Der Kopf des Ungeheuers sah aus wie der von einem Hund, der Schwanz war kahl und kräftig wie der von einer Ratte. »Fünf, sechs, sieben.« Die gezählten Sterne erloschen und statt ihnen erschienen schwarze Löcher am Himmel, aus denen es regnete. Und so wurde die Erde immer dunkler und nässer. Da war das Ungeheuer froh, da es ja ein böses Ungeheuer war und ging in ein Dorf, um auch den Menschen Böses zu tun. Vom Zählen hatte es mittlerweile genug und schon Hornhaut auf den Krallen. Im Dorf torkelte ein betrunkener Schneider durch die Straße, der das Ungeheuer erblickte und schrie: »Hilfe, ein Monster!« Er lief auch gleich zum Mond, um ihn um Hilfe zu bitten. So kam der Mond herbei, stellte sich vor das Ungeheuer und wollte nicht zulassen, dass es noch mehr Sterne auslöschte. Das Ungeheuer aber wollte mit seinen Krallen noch einmal nach den Sternen greifen, doch der Mond stellte sich so, dass es sie nicht erreichen konnte. Da peitschte das Ungeheuer voller Wut mit seinem Schwanz auf den Boden, doch der Mond stieß es erneut zurück. Jetzt wurde es überall still im Dorf. Der Mond versuchte das Ungeheuer festzuhalten. Dieses schnappte jedoch mit seinen Reißzähnen nach dem Mond, riss ihm dabei ein Stück ab und verschluckte es. Der verletzte Mond bäumte sich vor Schmerzen auf und zog sich hinter die Wolken zurück. Nun jammerte das Ungeheuer so kläglich, das überall im weiten Umkreis die Blätter von den Bäumen fielen. Im Bauch des Ungeheuers tobte nämlich die abgebissene Mondhälfte hin und her und machte dem Ungeheuer mächtige Schmerzen. Mehr und mehr wand sich das Ungeheuer und hatte keine ruhige Minute mehr. Schließlich lief es zum Fluss und sprang ins Wasser, um sein Leid zu lindern. Überall spritzte Gischt auf. Doch die Schmerzen ließen nicht nach, so sehr sich das Ungeheuer auch krümmte. Vom mächtigen Platschen angelockt schwammen kleine Wassernixen heran. Sie erschreckten sich aber sehr und starrten auf das Ungeheuer. Da erblickten sie das abgerissene Mondstück in seinem Maul. Da sagten sie: »Der Mond ist da, der Mond ist da.« Das Ungeheuer wand sich noch einmal voller Schmerzen im Wasser, wurde ohnmächtig, fiel nieder und blieb regungslos liegen. Die Wassernixen zerrten nun am Mondstück, das halb aus dem Maul des Ungeheuers ragte, und zogen es ganz heraus. Sogleich wurde der Fluss hell erleuchtet und klar, wie an einem jungen Tag im Frühling. Der Mond hinter den Wolken nahm sodann die abgerissene Seite wieder an sich und schon bald zog er wie zuvor in voller Größe über den Himmel der Nacht. Und so zeigte sich wieder einmal: Abgerissene Seiten kann man auch reparieren, wenn man will! Das Ungeheuer · Leo Tolstoi · Märchen · Die abgerissene Seite · Reparatur Read the full article

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Das Ungeheuer

Traurig blicke ich auf die Zeit Die vergangen und vertan. Meine Gedanken verlieren sich Das Ungeheuer springt mich wieder an. Das Ungeheuer der Vergangenheit Hält mich in Erstarrung fest. Es brüllt mir Lügen in mein Ohr Was mich erschaudern lässt. Ich schreie laut um Hilfe Doch niemand hört auf mich Ich fühle meine

Ohnmacht Das Ungeheuer macht mich lächerlich. In mir ist keine Kraft Meine geschundene Seele bricht Das Ungeheuer lacht Ein übermächtiger Wunsch erwächst Nach einem bisschen Licht. Wie gern würde ich die Augen schließen Versinken in Raum und Zeit Ich würde als Geschenk genießen, wenn mich des Todes Atem streift.

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Heinrich Kley "Feuerloescher gegen Ungeheuer [Fire Extinguishers against Monsters]" Illustration Original Art (c. 1920-40s) Source

“A wonderfully surreal piece. The more you look at it, the weirder it gets. Three of the surrounding four illustrations feature a knight on horse armed with a giant fire extinguisher fighting a dragon, the fourth features several crocodiles charging into battle armed with giant extinguishers as well. The central figure is the strangest and most whimsical... it features a frog riding on a giant fire extinguisher which has a clownish human face on the plunger end of it.”

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Lord knows I hate tokenistic diversity-casting, but when something is supposed to depict a spacefaring civilization (I just watched an anti-woke critique of the Acolyte trailer), you would see all the human phenotypes represented, unless the group in question is only recruited from one place.

When they govern all the mangy monkeys, it is not odd to see all the different breeds of monkey represented, unless they are all supposed to be from just one monkeyhouse. That’s realistic, just like it’s not realistic to see noticeable diversity in a little remote village with infrequent visitors.

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Welches ist das beste Cover?

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Anna Bahr-Mildenburg (1872─1947) was one of the most important singers of the works of Richard Wagner around 1900. She began her career in Hamburg under the conduct of Gustav Mahler. With the help of Cosima Wagner, she enlarged her repertoire in Bayreuth before going to Vienna. She sang roles like Kundry, Isolde or Ortrud as well as Amneris, Norma, Leonore and many more. One of her last roles as a singer was Klytämnestra in Elektra by Richard Strauss. Bahr-Mildenburg was a 'hochdramatischer Sopran‘ with a well balanced and powerful voice. She was especially famous for her stagecraft.

Besides her career as a singer, she wrote some essays, being published in important Austrian Newspapers. In the 1920s, she began to work as a stage-director, staging e.g. the Ring des Nibelungen in Munich in 1922. She prepared some detailed texts about the staging of special roles – the only one that has been published is Tristan und Isolde. Furthermore, she worked as a professor for acting in opera. There is only one existing recording (the aria “Ozean du Ungeheuer” from the Oberon by Carl Maria von Weber, from 1904).

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nacht fiel über gotenhafen, frank wisbar 1960

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i'm in a fight

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Neptune’s statue in Bosco Sacro Gardens, Bomarzo, Italy

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New oc for thee: SKUR "Großer Skua”

Under the cut are numerous doodles and SO MUCH YAP it’s very long so be warned.

SKUR

Schwere-Kommando-Ungeheuer-Replika

Heavy-commando-Behemoth-Replica

Großer Skuas, or Schwere-Kampf-ungeheuer-Replikas, “Great Skuas”, often simply referred to as Skuas, are heavy commandos utilized by the nation in dangerous raids. These units are large and bulky, wearing heavy armor and welding weapons that are usually too heavy not to be on a mount. They operate in small groups, usually one to three, commanded by a KLBR, STAR, LSTR, STCR unit, or with an infantry force.

Skuas use a wide variety of heavy weapons, from machine guns and grenade launchers to flamethrowers and shotguns. Whatever the weapon, they’re always hyper-powered and usually too heavy for most units to even carry, much less use. They can unmount vehicle machine guns and use them in a man-portable fashion. Their armor is strong enough to block shotgun rounds at point blank range. Despite their large, heavy appearance, Skuas are deceptively fast. They carry cargos of ammunition and gear, and can be used as workhorses for transport. 

Skuas are the perfect soldier in a way that an angel is the perfect human. They’ve been stripped from their humanity in a barbaric defiance of the natural order of creation, leaving an abomination whose sole purpose is bringing death in the most destructive manner possible. They feature skinless, fleshless, skull-like-heads, and many of their internal organs have been replaced with mechanics. They have no stomach and run instead on pressurized gasolines, and can create improvised fuels from processing and liquidizing organic matter, allowing them to attain fuel in the field and go without supplies for close to years. They can go without fuel for up to a week, and their fuel-processing systems allow them to live on diets of wood and even flesh. Their internal fuel systems and generators are located where their stomach and other organs used to be. Connected to the fuel system and remaining heart and lungs is a sophisticated engine that emits a low whir or hum. With no lips, their voicebox is located directly in the back of the throat, and sounds more mechanical than a normal replika. Their voice tends to be unsettling, like it’s not real or that it cuts through one’s ears. They will often cough the exhaust from their internal engine systems. 

Skuas do not feel pain, and will instead feel a dull pressure when damaged, only so that they’re aware of their wounds. They must be watched closely as they see no difference between a pinprick and decapitation. They feature air filters in the neck and are immune to toxins, and can breathe even through even the thickest smoke and dust. Advanced cooling and ventilation control systems allow them to survive in both extremely hot or cold environments. Their joints are more mechanical, mixing machine pistons with their pseudo-flesh to strengthen them. Their cranial construction and nervous system are organic and interconnected with their machine structures and systems. They lack conventional eidetic modules and utilize instead camera-like lenses that are more immune to flash-grenades and cannot be blinded by debris. A built-in decibel limit also prevents becoming deaf, temporarily or otherwise. Arteries and veins are seamlessly integrated with the other mechanical systems. Though they possess no stomach, intestines, liver, kidneys, and other artificial internal organs that replikas typically have, they still have their heart, blood, and lungs to pump oxygen into the fuel systems. 

Skuas operate well alone and in groups. One can be sent on a near-suicidal operation or can serve as support for a larger infantry. 

Skuas are generally led by a handler, usually an Elster, Kolibri, Storch, or Starling unit. Each handler type fulfills a different role. Elster units lead Skuas far into unsurveyed enemy territory with little information and even less support. Storch-led Skuas operate raids. Starlings lead Skuas among other infantry, and Kolibris will operate a wider variety of roles in-high-stakes operations. Roles may vary, such as Elster units leading a defense campaign or a Starling leading a raid.

The commanding handler of Skua units must be evaluated for loyalty, as Skuas are easy to manipulate due to their unwavering, unquestioning, and extreme obedience. Commanding officers’ sole role is to manage the commandos, dealing with maintenance and orders. While not higher ranking than other officers, having the deadly and intimidating behemoths under their command affords handlers an uncanny authority. Skuas will develop close bonds with their commander, and are extremely protective of them.

Due to their skinless, faceless nature, Skuas are difficult at best to read. It is hard to gauge their emotions by their voice, which itself is monotone and formal, and their demeanor is similarly difficult to gauge. Their commanding handlers are expected to understand the subtle signs that signify their mental state, such as a clenched jaw in anger, and the activation of ventilation systems located in the neck and spine when flustered. Skuas do not possess tear nor mucus ducts, and will emit sporadic growls and hums instead of crying. Similarly, harder, louder, more aggressive growls can be heard if the Skua is particularly angry. When especially happy or content, they will produce deeper, louder humming sounds akin to purrs. Skuas also lack sweat glands, using their internal cooling and ventilation systems to stay at optimal temperature. Oddly, a byproduct of their unorthodox nerve system is that they enjoy being pet. Handlers discover a ‘sweet spot’, usually located on the torso.

Skua personalities appear dull and empty. They speak in monotone voices and tend to be very passive. In combat, they are aggressive and destructive, yet calm, causing maximum damage in minimal time. They fight in an oppressive fashion, fighting in such a manner that enemy combatants hardly have a chance to fire back. Unlike other combat units, they show no affinity nor fondness for violence, it’s simply a task that must be done. Skuas are wholly and entirely obedient to commanding units, utterly unquestioning of the even most appalling orders. While deep down, a sense of morality can theoretically be found, said ethics are completely ignored when an order contradicts what little there is. They will not go out of the way to cause maximum collateral, but have no qualms about it. For these reasons, Skaus can also function as executors. Their obedience makes them easy to manipulate, and are generally under the command of a replika instead of a gestalt. Upon further interaction, Skuas will reveal a calm and soft personality, akin to MNHR type units. When interacting with other units, they will minimize movement, as they do not know their own strength and can cause injury. They tend to not speak, aware of the intrinsic unsettling quality of their voice.

Skuas are physically terrifying to most units. Faceless, monstrous, destructive, and smelling of exhaust, they’re avoided almost entirely. They serve as omens to mass destruction to the enemy. Skuas themselves have no particular fondness for specific units. If any treats them as more than a demonic tool, they will attempt to befriend the person. Showing affection to the unloved units is an effective and easy way to gain their trust. Underneath their corpse-like and violent exterior, Skuas are gentle souls. They are fascinated by gestalts and their lives, as well as other replikas, and display a childlike curiosity with the world. They stabilize their persona by drawing and sketching. They may tattoo each other’s armor so that others can tell them apart, usually drawing little more than numbers. Often, one can find Skaus hidden just off the area where Eules work, as they listen to their singing and music. They enjoy looking for flowers when off duty, and will decorate each other with them.

Naming conventions are random. They have no preference for names and are generally named by their commanding officer, sometimes others, very rarely themselves. More personalized names stem from commanders. More generic names will come from nearby compatriots. 

While technically female, Skuas are often referred to as “it” by others, not afforded the luxury of humanization. They make no movements to correct the notion. They are seen as unmanned combat vehicles rather than replikas, and they know it.  Handlers are to refer to them more humanely, and are to provide names if a unit doesn’t have one.

The gestalt template for the Skua unit was a gunner in an aircraft crew, chosen for their keen eye, unyielding loyalty, and will of steel. Skuas are to be kept on-ground purely as foot soldiers to minimize resurfacing memories. Degraded Skuas are extremely dysphoric and must never look into a mirror. When degraded, Skuas remain mostly obedient but erratic and confused. They become unsteady on their feet and will attempt to board aircraft. Obedience will not decline, but they will question unfamiliar commanders. Late-stage degradation will reveals mania and violence. Decommission degrading Skuas immediately as soon as degradation is confirmed. They can easily be disposed of by having their handler disarm them, though convincing their handler to do so may be difficult. Use anti-armor rounds for a quick operation.

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Petitionstext:

Der beginnende Wahlkampf ist bereits jetzt geprägt von Lügen und besonders die AfD beherrscht dieses rechtspopulistische Spiel, was für die Bewahrung unserer Demokratie und unser aller Menschenwürde eine Bedrohung ist. Auch die anderen Parteien können sich nicht gänzlich freimachen von Falschbehauptungen. Genau dieser AfD wollen die ARD am 17. Februar 2025 um 21:15 Uhr, ZDF am 13. Februar 2025 und andere TV-Sender ("Spiegel" am 19.12.24 ) [1] nun auch noch eine derart große öffentliche Bühne geben. Es werden Diskussionsrunden mit den Kanzlerkandidat*innen Olaf Scholz (SPD), Friedrich Merz (CDU), Robert Habeck (Bündnis 90/Die Grünen) und ausgerechnet Alice Weidel (AfD) stattfinden. Damit Falschbehauptungen und Lügen sofort aufgedeckt und korrigiert werden, müssen die Sender aus ihrer journalistischen Pflicht und Verantwortung für Folgendes sorgen:

Wir fordern: Einen Live-Faktencheck während der Sendung durchführen! Denn ist eine Lüge oder eine Behauptung erst einmal öffentlich ausgesprochen und wird nicht sofort korrigiert oder als Lüge entlarvt, sitzt sie in den Köpfen der Menschen fest. Im Nachgang einen Faktencheck zu machen, nützt insofern gar nichts.

Die Tagesschau zitierte Friedrich Merz am 18.12.24 auf Ihrer Seite, "Sender entscheiden, wen sie einladen" [2]. Das ist sicherlich richtig. Allerdings ist es sehr fraglich, ob in diesen Diskussions- und Fragerunden auch entsprechend Lügen und Falschbehauptungen von den Moderator*innen immer entlarvt und sofort richtig gestellt werden. Die Moderator*innen in anderen politischen Talksendungen greifen häufig nicht ein, sondern lassen solche Aussagen einfach stehen. Im Nachhinein werden bei einem Faktencheck dann diese Lügen aufgedeckt. Aber mal ehrlich: Wer von all den anwesenden Zuschauer*innen schaut sich das dann an? Sehr wenige. 

Ob ARD und andere Sender für einen Live Faktencheck Journalist*innen einsetzen oder auch schon den von Studierenden der Hochschule Darmstadt entwickelten KI-Prototypen für Live-Faktencheck für Politik-Talkshows [3] oder beides, die Hauptsache ist, dass alle diese Sender die Tatsache ernst nehmen müssen, dass viele Menschen in der Bevölkerung mit großer Sorge auf diese Diskussionsrunden blicken und darauf, dass die AfD eine derartige Bühne bekommt, um Ihre Behauptungen und Lügen zu verbreiten.

Die Hauptsache ist, dass diese Sender diese Lügen sofort ausschalten und aufdecken, damit sie sich gar nicht erst in den Köpfen der Menschen festsetzen.

Unterschreibt diese Petition und unterstützt die Forderung nach einem  Live-Faktencheck während dieser Diskussion und lasst nicht zu, dass die AfD ungeniert ihre Behauptungen und Lügen verbreiten kann!

Warum ist das wichtig?

Das Thema Live-Faktencheck ist immens wichtig, damit sich falsche Informationen und Lügen nicht ausbreiten. Es ist wichtig, weil die AfD mithilfe dieser Sendung eine ungeheuer große Bühne bekommt und dadurch noch viel mehr Menschen deren Lügen und falschen Behauptungen hören. Solche falschen Aussagen dürfen in politischen Talkshows nicht einfach stehen gelassen werden. Im Nachhinein werden bei einem Faktencheck dann diese Lügen zwar durchaus aufgedeckt und diskutiert. Das Problem bei der Sache ist jedoch, dass die Information dann aber schon in den Köpfen der Menschen sitzt. Im Nachgang ist so etwas schwer zu entfernen und wird vor allem in der Bevölkerung weiter verbreitet. Das ist das Dilemma!

Man muss falsche Informationen und Lügen direkt richtig stellen! Und daher fordere ich einen Live-Faktencheck am besten mit Journalist*innen und vielleicht sogar schon mit Unterstützung einer KI der Hochschule Darmstadt [3].

Deswegen fordern wir: ein Live-Faktencheck!

Quellen: [1] https://www.spiegel.de/kultur/tv/ard-und-zdf-kuendigen-weitere-tv-runden-mit-kanzlerkandidaten-an-a-8effd39b-8258-470c-9e82-9cb6262330b5 [2] https://www.tagesschau.de/inland/bundestagswahl/tv-duell-bundestagswahl-100.html [3] https://h-da.de/meldung-einzelansicht/live-faktencheck-fuer-politik-talkshows-h-da-studierende-entwickeln-ki-prototyp Bild: Sandy Richter (mit KI erstellt)

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OCULUS Beta Fork 0.4.43

Welcome, DIR.WALKER

The following text is interpreted by OPN lowercase OCULUS from raw visual and audio data from public surveillance equipment at the Smithsonian Institution. Incorrect inferences may occur. Audio data was not consistently available - textual data extrapolated from facial recognition subroutine NARCISSUS.

Trust, but verify.

[Extraneous data snipped.]

[Office Personnel outing with Special Protection Subject HERR KÖNIGSRATTE. IDs: MS COLD (85% certainty), HERR KÖNIGSRATTE (ERROR certainty). Other SUBJECTS in vicinity. Positive ID deemed irrelevant.]

[MS COLD] I'm around, like, eighty percent sure Grandpa was D.B. Cooper, but he won't talk about it and neither will Norm.

[HERR KÖNIGSRATTE] We both know in our line of work that some things must stay secret, Ms Cold.

[MS COLD] Please; Jenny, Herr Ratte. And, uh, speaking of secrets--

[HERR KÖNIGSRATTE] Dear me. Must we?

[MS COLD] No, of course not, but I'm really curious.

[HERR KÖNIGSRATTE] It's just such...dire business. I'd rather look at your wonderful exhibits. Is this really the time to revive old sins, Ms Cold?

[MS COLD] Knight's a friend, I mean, he's more than that. He's kind of like the sad gay dad I never had? And he's been acting all out of sorts since you showed up; I'm worried about him. I wouldn't be mad at you, I've had my fair share of messy breakups...But if you want me to drop it, we'll drop it and just stare at... [MS. COLD LEANS OVER TO READ THE EXHIBIT SIGN] ...these hair clippings from the first fourteen presidents; ew, why do they have that?

[HERR KÖNIGSRATTE sighs.]

[HERR KÖNIGSRATTE] It was a diplomatic visit, at first. Hexenwerk comes to America most Christmases, but some years we skip, or your people visit ours. Ah, nearly twenty years ago now. An outing in the Scharzwald, the Black Forest. It should have just been a pleasant hike, but the Scharzwald has a....mind of its own. Such an ancient place, you know. The forest shifts on its own. Herr Knight and I were separated from our group. I thought I could handle such a thing, but then these....Ungeheuer. To this day I'm not sure what those things were, but...he kept me safe. For three days, until we made it back to town. He was so strong, and courageous. Selfless. He had only the gun given to him by Hexenwerk security forces, but he was so....selfless.

[MS COLD is silent, but she is smiling.]

[HERR KÖNIGSRATTE] But...he couldn't stay. I asked, I pleaded. I was...not becoming. And neither was he, for his part. A whirlwind in a week. I held him too hard, and he was too...scared of allowing himself to be held, I think. I've come to realize that the way he expresses....affection, love, camaraderie is...protection. Service. He feels so much guilt, you know. He feels indebted.

We fought, of course. We haven't spoken since that day in Stuttgart.

[MS COLD] I'm...really sorry.

[HERR KÖNIGSRATTE] Pardon me, Ms Cold, I seem to...I suddenly feel unwell.

[MS COLD] Oh. Sit here, uh. Do you want some water? I can--

[At this moment, HERR KÖNIGSRATTE collapses. No other subjects witness this event.]

[MS COLD] Sir? Oh ****. Sir? Are you--ugh!

[HERR KÖNIGSRATTE's glamour begins to fail due to underlying rapid ontological breakdown. MS COLD attempts to pull HERR KÖNIGSRATTE into a restroom while retrieving her cellphone.]

[MS COLD] Norm! Norm, I need help! Get someone out here, please please. Herr Ratte collapsed and - no I don't know WHY! Just send someone -

[MS COLD enters the restroom. Audio and visual data not available for fifteen (15) minutes until Office Security staff arrive.]

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The Abyss (Chapter 5/FINAL)

Rating: M (for violence/gore) Characters: Germany & Prussia (+ subtextual Germany/Prussia) Length: 4.2k (17.6k total) Tags/Warnings: Historical Hetalia, gothic horror, World War I, general war horror, World War II, references to torture, Gnosticism NEW TAGS: Sensory deprivation, body horror Summary:

Wer mit Ungeheuern kämpft, mag zusehn, dass er nicht dabei zum Ungeheuer wird. Und wenn du lange in einen Abgrund blickst, blickt der Abgrund auch in dich hinein. - Friedrich Nietzsche, Jenseits von Gut und Böse The German Empire wakes on a stormy night and finds himself drawn into the darkness by some unknowable instinct that pulls him into the belly of the earth. Some things are better left undisturbed.

Last chapter of cavefic is up! Into the abyss we go.

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Walter Stohrer - Ich bin ein Ungeheuer, das seine Geheimnisse mit dem Wind teilt F.B.. 1986