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roversrovers · 2 years

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"Does the universe expand faster than light? 🌌💡" by evanthorizon on TikTok

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#space #physics #astrophysics #einstein #albert einstein #hubble's law #expansion of the universe #tiktok #evanthorizon #my post #this is so cool #man I wanna study physics one day #I'd love to learn all that

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ianmiller42 · 1 year

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The Biggest Problem of Them All

From Physics World, something unexpected. The “problem” is, er, the Universe. Problems don’t come much bigger! To put this in perspective, the major theory used to describe it is Einstein’s General Relativity. There is only one problem with that theory: everything should collapse into a singular “point” and it doesn’t. To get around that problem, Einstein introduced something he called “the…

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#Big Bang #black holes #cosmological constant #cosmolpogical coupling #dark energy #expansion of the universe #Universe #vacuum energy

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lisa-russell · 8 months

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SPLATOON 3 -SIDE ORDER DLC

And all the details you need too know on how the events from Splatoon 2's past connect to its future.

Here are all the known Trailers for the Side Order DLC...

First official Trailer of actual in-game play/models/lore

Previous Trailer....

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And the latest one, that reveals the actual date its coming out,and a wicked cool looking poster tah boot!

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I don't need to say much about Off the Hook, other than by the time S3 came around they decided to go on a world tour. I can only guess that Agent 8 and maybe Four went along with them. As of now nobody truly knows how or why they came to be in Inkopolis. The story for Side Order is still one big mystery, though I'm as Shell as sure some other Inkfish out there are already theorizing.

I just gathered some quick screenshots from Official and pretty accurate CANNON wiki for all things related to Splatoon. Inkipedia is the wiki bruh.

Here's some for Agent 8...

These two renders below are official in-game avatars of are favorite and unfortunatel Octo. (Seriously, Octo Expansion was a horror show,just lookmu0 the lore! Now 5 years later their going to haft to face Side Order?! I can only imagine what the other half of the N.S.S focused in Splatsville, would react to this....Especially the Captain...)

Known Lore about 8s BIO.

And now FOR THOSE WHO DON'T KNOW WHO DEDF1SH IS (UUUUGGGH)

In game model of the belov3d and thought forgotten half sanitized DJ from Octo Expansion!

PL3ASE SHARE THIS OR REBLOG PEOPLE MUST KNOW!

(EDIT: Oh,cheeze! Y'all Inkfishies are da best! I saw reaction videos to the new SO trailer on Youtube and people where confused by dedf1sh! DUDE on youtube was a good example. I couldn't let that go!

Seriously I'm a big splatoon lore fan, and follow Rassicas. Splatoon 3 is introduced to a new gen of folks who've never played Octo Expansion so their missing out on some key lore to agent 8 and Off the Hooks past and friendship. It frustrates me to no end when my fellow inkfolk arent interested in the Splatverse's Lore (Splatoon Universe) they're missing out on s9 much! Every reblog and share helps spread the knowledge of this world.

So, I'll say again.

THANK YOU FOR ALL THE HELP! )

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endivinity · 1 month

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ooo you play starbound? I want to enjoy it but I always feel. guilty knowing what happened in development :( I wanna play really bad but then my brain is like 'SHOULD u?'

oh yeah the situation surrounding that entire debacle is absolute shitte. they fucked up big time. but also that situation has been and gone (and i hope they face intense scrutiny from there forward and don't repeat it) + the game itself is like... idk, maybe 10-20 hours worth of engagement and then you get bored? so people should nab it on sale if they're tempted, i'm not sure the base game is worth full price

but I play it with the frackin' universe mod set installed, which has skyrocketed my current gameplay up to 1000+ hours, multiple characters, and that as a mod set is run and handled by just a single absolutely insane guy not affiliated with chucklefish and all the mod editors managing all their stuff under its umbrella are (presumably? it's mods. it's voluntary) just doing this for fun. it's basically what Feed The Beast is to minecraft. complex as hell to figure out but they've made it easier for new people to get into lately. you can farm bees for rare resources. you can get bit to death by tiny tiny spiders. you can exploit the power of the universe to make your weird ugly gun you found in a pirate's shipping crate stronger. i went fishing in lava and a massive meteor landed on my head with precision accuracy and exploded my body into a fine mist. the crown my bird character is wearing whispers subliminal messages in my ears

so honestly even if chucklefish themselves have been a bit weird i already HAD the game when all that came out. and now i'm in it more for the fuckin amazing experience of this shitload more work done and available for free (besides the basegame) done by people who do this for fun and really just want people to play what they've done and tear their hair out over it. bc that will happen

#theres complex wiring and shit. my first automated storage happened at 700 hours bc im bad at learning that sort of stuff #it's the sort of expansion where you live in the wiki (miraheze. dont use fandom) for a month and emerge covered in blood #frackin universe #starbound

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lets-try-some-writing · 1 year

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Death's Embrace

The Thirteenth Prime was never meant to remain on the mortal plane. His work remained in the space between the living realm and the one after. He was to ferry sparks to their destinations, be it to their frames or back to the Allspark where they might find rest. This was his design, and he never rushed the children of Primus to come to him. They would all meet him eventually.

This is what he believed, and so he never tampered... that was until the chosen Primes began to fall.

(Simply put: Thirteen/Optimus is literally death and has to go be a normal mech for a while to figure scrap out)

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He hadn't known what his purpose was at first. He fought the Unmaker alongside his kin and watched them all in mixed love and a degree of apathy. He didn't have a form like theirs, his was nothing but energy barley contained within a shell, and in all honesty, he had no issues with his form. To his knowledge he had no power, no gift like his siblings, and for a time this was acceptable to him.

Then Solus fell and as if a switch had been flipped, he found his design.

His frame changed and shifted, the bindings he hadn't known tied him the mortal realm snapping all at once. Then as he felt the void become accessible to him, he took Solus's spark and he walked with her, leading her along a path he didn't know he knew until she stood before the Allspark. He hardly knew what he was doing as he guided her there, but it felt right and he found himself with a sense of purpose.

When he returned back to the mortal plane, his frame rematerialized and he found his brethren engaged in battle. Where before he might have intervened, now that he knew his purpose, he did not. He watched and offered advice, but he let events play out however Primus wished them to. All his previous opinions and ties fell away and he devoted himself to his task, eventually leading Liege Maximo to the Allspark as well. His brother fought him all the way, but within the void the Thirteenth had as much power as Prima, if not more so. The void between the living realm and the Allspark was his domain, those who walked it were under his dominion.

In the end he watched several of his brothers offer themselves to the well, to which he did not move. He was not needed, for Primus accepted them without his aid. Megatronus was exiled and others fled to the stars, leaving only Primus, Nexus, and Alpha Trion behind. The Thirteenth did nothing save nod to them and wave in farewell before he turned to his new role, allowing his body to fall away so that he might walk the void, watching the world but not interacting with it. That was his reality and he felt more at home in the space between the stars than he ever did walking Cybertron's ground in the closest thing he had to a physical frame. He was the guardian of the fallen, their guide back to Primus, and it was a role he took with joy.

As time passed, Thirteen felt nothing but near parental love for the little children of Primus that emerged from the well that sprang from Solus's spilt energon. He admired their initial purity and accepted the little ones who perished too soon with a loving embrace. His spark sang with sorrow when the little ones came to him, often in tears and confused. However he was always gentle with them, shifting his form slightly to be more appealing and carrying them to the Allspark while singing a soothing song from the age of Primes. The little ones needed him most and he never held anything against them, for they were more pure and innocent than any other.

Older ones came to him with time. They were different, more mature, and with so many more attachments. They were more difficult to guide, often fighting against him in their desire to linger. However Thirteen loved their uniqueness and seeing their experiences as he led them home, sometimes leading him to allow them to walk the world as a specter for a time. Sometimes he spoke with them by taking on voices they knew, other times he merely extended a servo and guided them quietly all while singing his song. He cared not for their actions in life, only that they lived and learned. He washed their pains away and brought them back to Primus, uncaring of who they were in life so long as they did not break the natural laws or turn to the Unmaker.

Thirteen did not weep when the children came to him, nor was he angry when they fought against him, desperate to avoid his embrace for but a moment longer. No, he adored their struggles and their achievements and left most ample time to escape the death that loomed above them. All the children would come to him eventually, there was no need to rush them. Let them live, let them learn, and let them fight for their future. As children of Primus, they had much to do and so many possible roads ahead of them. Thirteen wanted them to live out their lives to the fullest, although he would not turn them away if they came to him sooner than he would have liked.

Sweet little children, his pride and joy. He loved them dearly and always watched on fondly when the most beaten down rose up to become something greater.

He only began to grow concerned when the number of children coming to him increased exponentially with the arrival of others from the stars, Quintessons they called themselves. So many children fell to lack of energon, to injury, to abuse. Thirteen was well aware that some of the children were not kind to their kin, but this was a whole other level of brutality. The children were being changed, he sensed it when they began returning to him and took longer and longer to know who he was.

Even still he did not act. The children would resolve this with the help of Thirteen's fellow Primes and with the aid of Primus's chosen champion. That was the way it always was and that was the way it was supposed to be.

In a way Thirteen was right. A champion was chosen, Sentinel Prime, and he led the children out of the control of the invaders from the stars. He freed them, and after guiding a worrying amount of children to the Allspark, the children stopped coming in such droves for a time. Thirteen was relieved... and then he watched as things grew to be far worse than anything the Quintessons had done.

The Quintessons abused and killed, altering the nature of the children for their own selfish gain. But the mech who called himself Prime did the same and delved further and further into dark territory with experiments, the caste system, and the way he threw lives away in the arenas and the mines. And that for the first time led Thirteen to be enraged. Invaders were not expected to feel love or compassion for those who walked the surface of Cybertron, but an actual child of Primus inflicting that same pain upon his kin? That made Thirteen seethe. He couldn't sit idly by, he couldn't watch it all silently, not when none seemed to be acting.

His kin in the realm of the Primes were not pleased with his deviation, but they allowed it since he couldn't linger for long anyway.

As such Thirteen made a choice he was not at all fond of. For the first time since those early years where he fought alongside his kin, he took on a physical form, at least as much as he could considering his near non-existent tie to the living realm. It was not at all "normal". He had seen plenty of memories and children, but he had never had to recreate what made them so distinctly Cybertronian. His limbs were too long, his denta too sharp, his frame gangly and uneven in places, and his spark chamber partially exposed. It was not what he intended, much less to manifest out in the wilds. Thankfully Alpha Trion seemed to sense his formation and came to collect him, taking him back to the archives and assisting Thirteen in learning how to be like the children he cared for so dearly.

Thirteen stayed with his brother, learning slowly how to be "normal" while he searched for someone capable enough to stop all the death and needless suffering. He was forced to release his form every now and then to guide the sparks that built up back to the Allspark, but most of his time he spent searching. He cared for nothing else, only taking on a name and working in the archives to try and learn how to best approach the situation.

He was largely left alone as most could not sense him. He faded like a shadow, present physically but not projecting the same aura that indicated that he was alive. At most he was asked curt questions before being allowed to continue his work... then he met Ratchet.

Ratchet: Hey! Can you help me find a text on T-cog functionality?

Thirteen: ... Yes.

Ratchet: You don't sound very confident.

Thirteen: You want the text? Follow. I will bring you to it.

Ratchet: Alright. What's your designation if you don't mind me asking? I haven't seen you around here before.

Thirteen: I was granted the designation Orion Pax.

Ratchet: An odd way of saying it, but its nice to meet you Orion.

Thirteen: ... Likewise.

He helped Ratchet and went back to his work of searching without much thought given. Sometimes mecha saw him, and while odd, it happened enough to not be startling. Ratchet was just another mech who would quickly forget him. At least that is what he thought up until Ratchet came back requesting aid again... and again... and again. It kept happening, with Ratchet returning to the archives for new texts and always going to Thirteen specifically.

Before long Ratchet started coming to the archives just to talk to him and all that Thirteen could do was fumble. He was not used to such things and often slipped up while trying to talk with the strange medic who kept tailing him. Often he struggled to speak in a manner that was not fanciful or grim. He was used to having to console and guide sparks, not speak with them on casual terms. There were several instances where he straight up referred to Ratchet as "child" and "young one". The medic laughed at such mistakes and rapidly began worming his way into Thirteen's life in a way he hadn't thought possible.

Thirteen had always been set apart, not truly connected to his siblings or the children of Primus. As such having Ratchet talk with him, get to know him, and introduce him to the living realm was... refreshing. Thirteen only barely noticed when he began seeing himself as the mech that he claimed to be. He was Orion Pax, if only in the living realm. His form even adapted to match that mental shift, with his plating smoothing, his limbs becoming more proportional, and his overall appearance heightening into something that he quickly found that normal mecha saw as pleasing. Even when he shed his mortal frame to do his work, bits and pieces carried over with his form of pure energy shifting to take on characteristics of his identity as Orion Pax.

His search continued, but his focus wavered as he started to connect to mecha in the living realm aside from Ratchet. He found himself getting along with Jazz and learning how to express himself. He came to enjoy the company of his fellow archivists, chatting with them more and more often. He began to enjoy going out to see the sights of the world he had watched over for so long, even smiling when never before had he ever felt the need to do so.

He felt... alive. But evidently his kin saw fit to remind him of the fact that his focus was to lie elsewhere. It was nothing more than a quick warning, but it was enough for Orion to begin letting go of his physical form more often to clear his helm. He couldn't be getting attached, he was to be neutral... and yet after a particularly long stint of him being absent in the living realm, leading to Ratchet literally leading an investigation to find him... he gave up on that front.

Ratchet: ORION!

Orion: Ratchet, my apologies.

Ratchet: DO YOU KNOW HOW WORRIED I WAS!?!

Orion: No, but I can imagine such an emotional response is not comfortable.

Ratchet: You-! ... You are so dumb sometimes.

Ratchet was usually not a very touchy mech, but after Orion's return he wrapped him up in a hug so tight Orion wondered if he was going to snap. Oddly enough, he didn't hate the touch and even leaned into it, enjoying the sensation of aliveness that he usually kept clear of. Ratchet didn't know it and Orion refused to acknowledge it, but after that interaction the embodiment of death was willing to bend his own rules a degree to protect the medic.

Then Megatronus got involved and similarly gained the favor of death incarnate. To Orion he was the perfect mech to fulfill the mission he had originally come to search for a mech worthy of undertaking. When he first met with Megatronus his only intention was to direct the mech toward the path of changing things for the better. Sentinel may have perished and been ferried long ago, but the council remained. Then he began to speak with the gladiator, developing a fondness for the intelligence of the mech before him.

Orion Pax was death, he was supposed to be neutral, and yet Ratchet and Megatronus gained his favor. Orion was awkward, cold, and didn't present very naturally, but for whatever reason his two companions stuck to him like glue. Whatever they did, they dragged him along, a fact that swiftly gained him more associates in Soundwave, Prowl (due to an accidental arrest), and even Senator Shockwave. Orion hadn't expected this, but as Megatronus worked to fulfill the mission of freeing the children of Primus, Orion couldn't find it in himself to dislike the situation.

He was attached, he knew his kin would not be pleased. But Primus, he couldn't help it. He even found himself using his power to aid his newfound attachments as much as he could while still playing within the rules. No one said he couldn't shed his frame to scout and then return with information cryptically. Not a spark said he couldn't use his deathly aura to frighten threats or call upon the chill of death to settle into the frames of aggressors as a silent threat. He wasn't playing favorites, he was just keeping Megatronus safe so that he could complete the mission and perhaps even claim the Matrix.

Only once did he allow anger to bubble within him and lead him to warp his form into something eldritch to fight off an enemy. He did it for the mission, most certainly not because he didn't want to see Megatronus and Ratchet hurt.

Death didn't play favorites... at least that is what he told himself.

#maccadam #transformers #transformers prime #the thirteenth prime #optimus prime #ratchet #megatron #alternate universe #death's embrace au #yep more wild ideas #this too will be expanded upon if it makes enough sense to warrant expansion #I fully intend to do a POV swap to ratchet noticing that his friend is the weirdest thing on cybertron and shrugging it off #like "Yeah Orion doesn't vent sometimes and he once disappeared into nothing in under a second only to appear again an hour later-#“but that's just what he does don't worry about it”#Orion thinks he is so subtle and Megatronus is just chilling wondering what else his weird buddy can do

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eaudelune · 9 months

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Expansive energy creates freedom. Expansive energy creates healing. Expansive energy creates forward movement. Expansive energy creates space for the gifts of the universe—love, abundance, wisdom, and creativity—to flow into your life. This is why the vibration of expansion is life-enhancing, and why it’s necessary to help shift you, recalibrate you, and transform you. The opposite of this is contractive energy. Contractive energy creates stagnation. Contractive energy creates bondage. Contractive energy creates suffering. Contractive energy creates barriers and blocks that prevent you from receiving what the universe has to offer. This is why the vibration of contraction is life-diminishing, and why it makes it difficult for you to grow. It seems obvious, then, what path to follow: To heal, to open, to be free, to grow, to unblock ourselves and break down our barriers to receiving, to create the space for the fullness of Universal Grace and Goodness to flow into us, and to experience the inherent expansiveness of our soul, we need to strengthen the current that’s life-enhancing and eliminate the current that’s life-diminishing.

Barbara De Angelis, Soul Shifts: Transformative Wisdom for Creating a Life of Authentic Awakening, Emotional Freedom & Practical Spirituality

#Barbara De Angelis #expansion #freedom #healing #love #universe #abundance #wisdom #creativity #flow #personal growth #spiritual growth #soul #energy #shift

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kenobihater · 2 years

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idk man, i'm at the point where i'm pretty over the concept of a disco sequel, or the disco elysium universe expanding in any way. like, i'm just happy with the main game (though if the book ever gets translated i'm def picking it up). and now with the news abt za/um dropping, i'm leaning harder towards not wanting a next game, bc if many of the original writers and studio members are gone, what are the chances these newbies can capture lightning in a bottle a second time? not good, methinks! i don't want a toothless, corporate cash grab with a revacholian paint job. if a sequel were to be made, i would want a quality game with the same level of writing and care, and it's looking more and more like that won't happen, so i'd rather not have a sequel at all.

#len speaks #disco elysium #don't even get me STARTED on am*zon owning the tv rights...#bc if they ever capitalize on that and actually use the rights to make a show i WILL hunt their ceo for sport #so yeah. i'm happy with the base game. sequels and universe expansions and spinoffs are unnecessary imho.

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lady-raziel · 7 months

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What does it say about me that I know for a fact this is a Paladin Danse quote

#paladin danse #fallout #GIRL HELP THESE UNIVERSES BEYOND EXPANSIONS ARE GONNA MAKE ME GO BROKE

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pixelatedquarter · 8 months

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do what you want forever and all but when you're writing an AU please remember to take into consideration the ramifications of what you're altering, like if mcr was never a band in this timeline, then you gotta adjust the accent your portuguese children characters are speaking to be portuguese portuguese instead of brazilian portuguese. if fob never went to any vmas then you need to come up with a different excuse for shakira to have been bitten by a monkey.

#yea i'm joking but the point is the random events they've been involved in are wild #and also sometimes the rammys of a no band au are deep and super interesting to consider (think of the musical landscape if no dcd)#sometimes they are 'there is no katy perry sweet treats sims 3 expansion pack in a universe without cupid's chokehold'#and the attention to inconsequential detail of the latter is funny

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