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clementineskesh · 9 months
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Tartarus 5: Gas Mining Lonn: Resorts Helaine Delta: Duplicate of Helaine Gamma Thulsa: Standard Spread Xenacip: Lost Contact. Lost Portcullis Repair Team Bhopal Kha: Pact Occupied Maine: Lumber, Spice Bishamonten: Arms Manufacturing Carjel: Standard Spread Isfahan: Standard Spread Yoca: Standard Spread KX 93-39: Black Hole Research Lab Dul-Kaw: Established via Nidean Art grant Darre: Tomb Sector Ecou: Refugee Camps Edino: Quarantined Sector Skarnoc: Debris Fields Hilde: Gas Mining Por: Standard Spread Nova Melides: Abandoned Divine Clash Worlds Palamedes 8: Regional Refueling Depot Castax 8: Stratus Research Facility Ashlen: Standard Spread
Altar. Brighton. Crown. Gift-3. Moonlock. Seneschal. Skein. Thyrsus. Volition. The Brink. 
The Twilight Mirage and its neighbouring system, where the three rings of the stellar combustor whip in tight rotations around the bulging sun. 
Palisade. Itself a destination.
Oh, how could you? 
Sweaty and solemn and workaday too, because on Palisade most people don't have time to practice dying, to imagine their own funerals or the memorial services broadcast on Orion airwaves, the little statuettes, the plaques, the pins that turn misery into messaging. 
But that doesn't mean they aren't scared on Palisade. In Sinder Karst. In Joyous Guard. In Carhaix. On the Isle of The Broken Key. In City City. On New Oath. In the Crown of Glass. 
And they're scared on the Blue Channel too, but they're moving. Launching now, headed up, putting the world behind them, but drawing it closer at the same time. Fingers on their own triggers, fingers wrapped together, reaching, touching, grasping, in the dark.
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humanmorph · 10 months
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"[high pitched and tinny] Let’s dive in. Let’s dive in. It’s time to dive in. Get ready to [audio distorts and slows] dive. Diiive. Diiiiie…" (The Road to PALISADE 20: City Planning Department)
so that's what i've been working on for the past 2 weeks! i wanted to draw something for this intro ever since i first listened to it (as a companion piece to my other gur drawing, though it of course ended up being way bigger in scale), but it only really gripped me about halfway through PALISADE ep 18. the next morning after that i listened to this narration on repeat for about 45 minutes and then made a big sketch on 4 sheets of paper at my desk at work.
anyways, i haven't listened to the new episode yet but i think i'm probably ready for whatever they're gonna throw at us with the next sortie. i'm gonna believe, against it all, in millennium break. for gur
(i recommend listening along while scrolling! + transcript btw. if anything is hard to read)
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thominyourside · 5 months
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coriolisunset · 1 year
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we HAVE to stop talking about isolated austin walker poetry *incidents* and recognize it as an ongoing austin walker poetry CRISIS
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ninthprime · 4 months
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i was trying to add onto this gur post i made a few months ago but how do you quickly add on “they got away from their rival who said they weren’t real, but the person they’re connected to now can barely talk to them so they’re losing their grip on reality even further, and also we found out that the deity they’ve worshipped for most of their life is trapped in a time loop and is showing them her view of the world by making them experience their own death and untold other things from previous timelines over and over again, and now they’re on a ship full of people who should be their friends but aren’t able to perceive them and said friends are deciding to go deal with their evil puppeted body without being able to talk to them about it.” most normal bug of all time, doing great
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regret-breathing · 7 months
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ALL OF THIS FOR JUST ONE DROP
A SINGLE DROP
A DROP AGAIN
FOR JUST ONE DROP OF BLOOD.
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guccigarantine · 11 months
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issuing correction on a previous post of mine, regarding connadine. you do not, under any circumstances, “gotta hand it to him”
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arwainian · 9 months
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palisade spoilers
yknow, the Three whole people going to take down the entire stellar combustor has real Road to Palisade Stealing the Throne energy. like
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i think this sort of thing may be something Millenium Break just does
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fourteenfifteen · 5 months
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god this palisade ep was so good. i love this show so much
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flyawaybooks · 1 year
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Nothing is Stationary
but do not forget:
PALISADE, itself a destination
oh, how could you?
slippin’ warships into orbit,
droppin’ bombs and boots both onto
PALISADE: where people don’t have
Time for big questions; on
PALISADE: where the war isn’t on it’s way, it’s already here; on
PALISADE, where yesterday’s ransom runs out tomorrow; on
PALISADE, where open doors make for open fears.
do NOT demand emergence unless you’re ready for emergency.
do not lift up your hands if you ain’t ready for a fight.
don’t say you’re sorry for that shit you all sound so proud of.
don’t raise your voice at us, then say we’re not polite. we have
Held our breath, we have
Closed our eyes, we have
Tied ourselves Down with
Rope and Wire; we have
Flown in retrograde, we have
Swum against the tide,
we’ve tried ev’ry last trick
to Stop the clock’s stride.
but Nothing is stationary. no,
Nothing is stationary. i said,
Nothing is stationary.
they’re moving on us now...
Nothing is stationary.
History ain’t stationary!
not even Corpses are stationary!
so we gotta start moving now!
-Austin Walker, excerpt from the intro to PALISADE 01:
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clementineskesh · 9 months
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Stargrave Elcessor is sitting in her office just repeatedly pressing the button, just over and over again. Click, click, click, click, click. She's watching her feeds, hoping that it will explode, hoping that she will die, that everyone will die, because to her, death is less scary than the threat of fundamental real change.
[Nothing is Stationary starts playing]
But nothing happens when she hits the button. Nothing will ever happen when she hits the button ever again, when anyone hits this button ever again. And to be clear, by taking them offline, it's not just that you've prevented them from exploding. It's that, you know, exploding is their secondary function already. It used to be that these things were built to explode. But for the Divine Principality, stellar combustors were built to prevent explosions, metaphorical and mundane. They are a threat meant to pause possibility, to halt history itself.
And that is what deactivating the stellar combustors has done. This is what Millennium Break has done. It's opened up history. It's created possibility for people across the galaxy. Boots are still on necks, but the biggest hammer, the sharpest knife, the strongest disincentive against pushing back is gone.
And they might do it quietly. But the people on Tartarus 5 celebrate. On Lonn and to Helaine Delta in Thulsa and Xenacip. They celebrate on Bhopal Kha and Maine and Bishamonten, on Carjal and Isfahan and all the rest. On research stations and refineries and on standard spread worlds: not everyone, not every one, but some people touch hands and light candles and some launch fireworks and hide before anyone asks any questions
And some people make plans. On Altar and Brighton and Crown and Gift-3, they make plans. On Moonlock and Seneschal and Skein, on Thyrsis, and on Volition, and on the Brink, and all throughout the Twilight Mirage, they make plans. And in Sinder Karst and in Joyous Guard, in Carhaix, on the Isle of the Broken Key, in City City, on New Oath, in the Crown of Glass, in Baseline; all across Palisade, the plans are already in motion.
Jade Kill: in motion. Violet Cove and Rose River, Carmine Bight and Gray Pond: in motion. The Blue Channel: they're moving on them now, because against all odds tomorrow is coming and it brings more work. And for the first time in weeks, the sun will feel good on their skin as they do it.
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humanmorph · 5 months
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(transcript by @violentandmagnificent)
It’s quiet here, living in your head. It’s quiet here, and when I talk, you listen, at least when you can hear me, which isn’t always. It isn’t always, but it’s better than never. It’s quiet here, living on this ship. It’s quiet here, and I remember when it was loud, I remember different voices bouncing in these halls, I remember old arguments, I remember myself. I wonder how much I can tell you; because  I can tell you; I have much to say. But you never saw me astride the Prophet’s Path, beside the Resin Heart, imparting wrath and play. So who am I? You only know what they’ve told you. So who am I? You only know what’s written down. So who am I? You only know what’s on recordings, and according to the world, I’m a hypocrite, or drowned. I doubt you can hear me, but I know that she can. So pardon my frustration, I’m just tired of her plan. I lost my life long before I understood, before metaphor became real, before I felt the wheel’s wood. I wonder what she’ll tell you. I wonder what she’ll share.  I wonder what she’ll ask of you, what task of sweat and prayer.  I long to sweat and pray, a body in the day. The color of the sun. The touch, the ocean's spray.  The last thing that I felt in life. (The first thing that I felt in life.) The touch, the ocean's spray.  I hope she tells the truth to you. (I hope she tells the worst to you.) The touch, the ocean's spray.  I loved her like she told me to. (I left her like she told me to.) The touch, the ocean's spray.  We’re running out of time, you know? (She’s running out of time, you know?) The touch, the ocean's spray.  I fear we might be mirrored, two echoes of a call shouted between two queens, two queens who want it all. I fear we might be symmetry, I fear we might be one. Make her tell the truth to you before we come undone.
PALISADE 37: Reach In / Reach Out Pt. 1
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arohawke · 1 year
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two things:
it sure is something that we hear from this ghost? remnant? but ostensibly gur sevraq, who sounds disillusioned with their belief in the path charted by autonomy. i don’t even think this is about going back to who they were as a follower of perennial, but the views they profess are profoundly in line with her and i wonder if she watched him become a follower of autonomy confident that he would somehow come back, like everything does
meanwhile, the principality is puppeteering gur’s corpse as a prophet not only of progressive asterism, but specifically as a figure that leads the ending of the schism caused by logos kan’tel. once, stel nideo put their effort toward maintaining the power of asterism by assimilating the prophet of autonomy into a new branch of it instead of contending with a whole new religion; a thousand years later they have used the prophet of autonomy to strengthen asterism once more; the shape of empire is a circle
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coriolisunset · 1 year
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SEVEN HUNDRED DAYS SLOW TRAVEL FROM THE NEAREST PRINCIPALITY OUTPOST
IT GLITTERED UNWATCHED LIKE A DIAMOND IN A CLOSET
PALISADE
A WORLD ONCE HOME TO HOPE, RUINED AND TURNED GRAVEL BY THOSE WHO SAW IT MORE AS FOOTHOLD OR SPRINGBOARD OR OPEN INVITATION TO INVASION
PALISADE
THE GATEWAY TO THE TWILIGHT MIRAGE, A BIRTHPLACE MISREMEMBERED ON PURPOSE, A PARADISE IN THE SIGHTS OF EMPIRE, BUT DO NOT FORGET
PALISADE
ITSELF A DESTINATION OH, HOW COULD YOU, SLIPPING WARSHIPS INTO ORBIT, DROPPING BOMBS AND BOOTS BOTH
ONTO PALISADE
WHERE PEOPLE DON'T HAVE TIME FOR BIG QUESTIONS
ON PALISADE
WHERE THE WAR ISN'T ON ITS WAY, IT'S ALREADY HERE
ON PALISADE
WHERE YESTERDAY'S RANSOM RUNS OUT TOMORROW
ON PALISADE
WHERE OPEN DOORS MAKE FOR OPEN FEARS
DO NOT DEMAND EMERGENCE UNLESS YOU'RE READY FOR EMERGENCY DO NOT LIFT UP YOUR HANDS IF YOU AIN'T READY FOR A FIGHT DON'T SAY YOU'RE SORRY FOR THAT SHIT YOU ALL SOUND SO PROUD OF DON'T RAISE YOUR VOICE AT US AND THEN SAY WE'RE NOT POLITE
WE HAVE HELD OUR BREATH WE HAVE CLOSED OUR EYES WE HAVE TIED OURSELVES DOWN WITH ROPE AND WIRE WE HAVE FLOWN IN RETROGRADE WE HAVE SWUM AGAINST THE TIDE WE'VE TRIED EVERY LAST TRICK TO STOP THE CLOCK'S STRIDE
BUT NOTHING IS STATIONARY NO, NOTHING IS STATIONARY I SAID NOTHING IS STATIONARY THEY'RE MOVING ON US NOW NOTHING IS STATIONARY HISTORY AIN'T STATIONARY! NOT EVEN CORPSES ARE STATIONARY SO WE GOTTA START MOVING NOW
FIFTEEN HUNDRED DAYS SINCE THEY FIRST LANDED ON OUR PLANET FIFTEEN HUNDRED DAYS SINCE KESH STARTED TRYING TO STEAL OUR PAST FIFTEEN HUNDRED DAYS SINCE THEIR PRIEST CALLED OUR HOMES THEIR GARDENS FIFTEEN HUNDRED DAYS SINCE THAT FIRST FRONTIER TELECAST
HOW MANY DAYS, UNTIL THEY KNOW US BY NAME? HOW MANY DAYS, UNTIL WE'RE THE ONES CHASING THEM? HOW MANY DAYS, UNTIL WE'RE LOUD IN THE STREETS?
HOW MANY DAYS, HOW MANY DAYS?
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serethereal · 1 year
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Is it too late for the emoji game hehe 🪺
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kalmeria · 1 year
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the horror of the narrative not allowing a character to die <3
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