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1) the pale is a hyperobject that 2) represents the continuous present.

I saw a post earlier about what the pale is meant to be and what it’s doing within DE, and this is the best I could come up with, working off my own memory of my own thoughts while playing DE. I might try to make this coherent at some point (maybe after a re-play, so I can refer to quotes from the actual text) but tbh I just needed to get it out of my brain.

how is the pale a hyperobject? what does that mean?

in-game, the pale is referred to as the memories of the past, conglomerated into one entity. while this can (and should) be taken literally, you could argue that the pale is performing an allegorical function — this is SFF, after all. the problem with reading the pale is that it seems to act in many capacities at once. it can be read as a representation of climate change or colonial violence or nuclear fallout or refugee crises, etc., in that the pale is any and all world-ending by-products of human existence. I would argue that it is meant to be manifold — the game supports these varied readings; the pale is not a one-to-one allegory, but rather it performs the role of all given apocalyptic scenarios. it simultaneously acts as the threat of looming disaster (spreading over the ocean and encroaching on the isolas), the threat of disaster-from-within (the hole tearing itself open in the nightclub/church), and the threat of personal destruction (The Paledriver and Joyce being permanently changed by the pale).

notably, all of these threats interact with the concept of borders. the pale erases both exterior and interior boundaries that humans within DE otherwise rely on to act as agents of the world. if we look at Latour’s definition of objects — which situates being as a state of relation between objects — the pale’s ability to infiltrate, ignore, or otherwise consume borders means that it cannot function as an object because it has no singular relationship to other objects. thus, the hyperobject, which Morton describes as adhering to the following properties:

“Molten: Hyperobjects are so massive that they refute the idea that spacetime is fixed, concrete, and consistent.

Nonlocal: Hyperobjects are massively distributed in time and space to the extent that their totality cannot be realized in any particular local manifestation. For example, global warming is a hyperobject that impacts meteorological conditions, such as tornado formation. According to Morton, though, objects don't feel global warming, but instead experience tornadoes as they cause damage in specific places. Thus, nonlocality describes the manner in which a hyperobject becomes more substantial than the local manifestations they produce.

Phased: Hyperobjects occupy a higher dimensional space than other entities can normally perceive. Thus, hyperobjects appear to come and go in three-dimensional space, but would appear differently to an observer with a higher multidimensional view.

Interobjective: Hyperobjects are formed by relations between more than one object. Consequently, objects are only able to perceive to the imprint, or "footprint," of a hyperobject upon other objects, revealed as information. For example, global warming is formed by interactions between the Sun, fossil fuels, and carbon dioxide, among other objects. Yet, global warming is made apparent through emissions levels, temperature changes, and ocean levels, making it seem as if global warming is a product of scientific models, rather than an object that predated its own measurement.”

so the pale fits pretty well into these requirements. once taken as a hyperobject, we can then view the pale as an embodied disruption of the ecosystems within de, a radical imposition of an entity that is not a backdrop for human drama but a conscious threat.

ok. now to the continuous present.

so much of DE is choosing to want the world you live in and recognizing the worth of living in the present moment, despite who you are, who you've been, and how you're changing. this thesis is presented in opposition to the constant yearning for the past (the comforting toxicity of nostalgia) and the breathless anticipation of the future (the giddy anxiety of looming disaster). “one day I will return to your side” & “something beautiful is going to happen” — two seemingly incompatible mindsets, but when we consider the hyperobject, we can see that they are combined and embodied within the pale. this collapsing of past and future into one symbol is not meant to confuse us, but to rather demonstrate how the pale is the continuous present.

Stein describes reality, and therefore the continuous present, as composition: “The only thing that is different from one time to another is what is seen and what is seen depends upon how everybody is doing everything. This makes the thing we are looking at very different and this makes what those who describe it make of it, it makes a composition, it confuses, it shows, it is, it looks, it likes it as it is, and this makes what is seen as it is seen. Nothing changes from generation to generation except the thing seen and that makes a composition.” the pale, acting as a hyperobject, is a collection of compositions. it is the embodiment of a continuous present because it holds all of humanity's past, all memory, alongside humanity’s inevitable future, which is to say, it represents human history.

putting this alongside the thesis I proposed, the notion of the present has become complex and somewhat irritating. Harry's individual relationship to the present is about how he comes to terms with his own personhood; the pale, representing a collective relationship to the present (past memory) as ecological disruption (future apocalypse), seems antithetical to the hopeful elements of the game while simultaneously corroborating the destructive elements of Harry's personhood. this is because violence leaves scars that last forever, and also, the world is ending. there is nothing Harry can do about it. there is nothing anyone in DE can do about it.

so why is our thesis about the value of living in the present, and what is the distinction between the individual’s present moment and the continuous present?

DE is not about doing something to stop or change the continuous present; DE is about the creation of personhood in an age that actively dissuades and breaks down personhood (through violence and poverty and substance abuse and so on — everything embodied in the destructive elements of the pale). DE is about a human's ability to engage with the world despite the breakdown of agency.

Stein says, of art being made in the European modern period, “in this way at present composition is time that is the reason that at present the time-sense is troubling that is the reason why at present the time-sense in the composition is the composition that is making what there is in composition.” to demystify her point somewhat: composition is the individual’s present moment, and it is also the art that the individual makes to reflect the present moment. if the present is a terrifying place to live, then our reflection of the present will be troubling. if our only means of understanding the present is troubling, despair becomes a feedback loop — this is the troubled time-sense. characters in DE look to substances, religion, and the pale itself to escape this loop, not recognizing that escape is impossible when these avenues are the means by which agency is given up or broken down.

the individual’s present moment is only one composition within the larger framework of the continuous present. being alive in the world of DE naturally contributes to the pale; being human contributes to the accumulation of the past and the acceleration towards the apocalypse; there is no fundamental difference, then, between the present moment and the continuous present, between humanity and the pale.

so WHY is our thesis about the value of living? why does playing DE feel like a manifesto of hope rather than despair?

what the pale ultimately represents is our troubled time-sense, embodying all the factors that have made the present a terrifying place to live — it is a continuous present that, when confronted, drives the individual to despair. DE’s answer to this wicked problem is similar to the one Stein posits here, “The composition is the thing seen by every one living in the living they are doing, they are the composing of the composition that at the time they are living in the composition of the time in which they are living. It is that that makes living a thing they are doing.” or, in troubling times, make art. create compositions that, yes, then become the composition in which you live, but that also give you personhood. introduce yourself to the world for the brief time you have. resist being consumed by the pale. resist self-destruction. at the individual level, creating art is the only way to maintain a sense of agency, which then allows you to contribute meaningfully to the present — which is all the time you have.

#id save this as a draft but. im kind of interested to see if anyone wants to talk abt it?#mainly bc it was even more of a mess before i ran it by ari & as always they had great notes #eventual title if i can flesh it out / pull it together is #trant heidelstam explains the pale to you for thirty minutes while you stand in the cold wishing you had a cigarette #disco elysium #de

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farlynthordens · 9 months

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SKB Volume 9 Summary

this is a summary of important points, including spoilers and new characters.

Vols 2-5 now have official translations! | Volume 6 | Volume 7 | Volume 8 | Volume 9 (here)

As always, my translations of characters' names or other new things introduced in the book likely won't be accurate to the official version.

"The Black & White Coexisting Spacetimes Theory: like how objects have a reflection in the mirror, the world is made up of 2 spacetime layers that similarly coexist in a balance with each other." This idea has not yet been proven to be true, but it was realized by high priest Ochagama. ...

A woman with long, billowing hair like flames stands looking up at Mt. Fuji - akaboshi bisco, also known as red the twinshroom, and the last mushroom keeper on earth.

Her full body tattoos are the manifestation of the souls that reside in her. they glow and throb with a dull pain. she HAS to win this, not just for herself, but for all those lost, and for....

Milo, also known as blue and the other half of the twinshrooms. she and actagawa find red, and blue scolds her for going off alone. blue is described as being small, and with a panda-like mark and bright eyes.

R: "Like I'd actually go by myself. I keep my promises!" Red gets onto actagawa and pulls in blue for a tight hug, basically shoving blue's face right into her chest. R: "C'mooon, don't be mad at me... If we're dyin' then we're doin' it together, right?" B: "Hmmph..." And yet somehow, like always, blue was assuaged by her words. B: "We can't die though, we have to come home alive for Sugar." R: "Oh yeah, how is he?" B: "Sleeping soundly ... Tirol set up a barrier dimension with mantras, so they shouldn't be able to be found from the outside." R: "...And where is Tirol now?" B: "Ummm...."

Tirol [male] runs up behind them. he's short and has jellyish-like hair.

Tirol explains their plan to defeat the rust god, who steals people's souls and makes their power his own. they have to attack from outside the rust god's visual range, because once they're in his sights it's all over.

It's revealed that pawoo died a while ago after trying to fight the rust god.

Main universe: Bisco wakes suddenly in a panic, having just seen red's life through his dreams. he accidentally wakes sugar, who tells him he just had a bad dream and needs to get some sleep before their beach trip in the morning.

The whole family is sleeping together in a tent, seemingly all living a traveler life together for the time being. pawoo and salt are to bisco's one side, sugar and milo on the other.

The memories of the dream rapidly fade, but bisco can't shake the disturbing feeling he got from it. he is unable to sleep the rest of the night.

Red's universe: the rust god, named rust (yes i know. naming choices) sits atop a throne on the pinnacle of mt. fuji. he is an automaton, but looks like a young boy. the souls of countless people swirl around him, asking rust to grant their wishes for wealth, talent, and power.

Rust seems bored by all the souls pestering him. with each snap of his fingers, he grants their wishes... or at least appears to. by doing so, the souls declare their fealty to him and he absorbs them into his body.

A tiny, flying bug-like creature named N'badu asks rust how the souls tasted, to which he replies they were disgusting.

They go for a walk and look down over the fields full of rust-covered statues - people whose souls had been taken.

When rust first began taking over, he would simply kill all who opposed him and take their souls that way. However, n'badu came up with an idea where those who willingly gave up their souls would have their wishes granted by rust.

The vast majority of humanity chose to give up their souls in exchange for a wish. less than 2% of the population is still alive.

Rust is quite pragmatic, asking why humans chose to stop fighting and why they wanted wishes when the wish was simply a hallucination they saw as their soul was consumed. if the humans had attacked en masse, even he would not have been able to stop them all in one blow.

Despite the massive amount of souls he has, rust is not satisfied. he wants a high quality soul, one that burns with strong passion and a willful fighting spirit. he remembers hearing that red was still alive, and says that she's perfect to be his target.

Like rust, red has an ability that allows her to absorb souls into her body. this is a passed-down mushroom keeper skill in this universe.

As if on cue, red appears. actagawa casts a tiny shadow against the backdrop of the full moon from how far away they are. red shoots at rust with a powerful poison arrow and the resulting growth eviscerates mt. fuji.

Red cheers that she defeated him. her tattoos are lit up like fire from activating the souls' maximum power. however, the mechanical pieces that had rained from the explosion come back together. rust begins to reform right in front of them.

He sends red and blue flying and crashing into the rocky ground with punches and kicks that contain unbelievable strength. both beaten and bloodied, red cradles blue in her arms. Red: "It's impossible... I thought I killed you...!" Rust: "And you did. ... But it matters not if I die once or twice, for I can revive once for each soul I contain." Red is overcome with a sense of despair. She was a human who could only die once, while Rust could brush it off like a minor scrape.

Rust loves those who are strong, who fight against fate and do everything they can to survive... so that he can watch them break down, grovel, beg for forgiveness at his feet.

He thinks of how he can make red truly go mad with despair. his first decision? to kill actagawa right in front of her...

Main universe: Bisco wakes up screaming in terror. he's on the beach next to actagawa, and gives him a hug. he later talks to tirol (who came with the fam to the beach) about his nightmares, and she explains the black & white spacetimes theory to him.

Tirol says he shouldn't worry about what he saw since there's no way to travel to other timelines. he should just be happy he ended up in the "good" one.

Sugar is playing in the water when a meteor appears in the sky. as the protector of earth, she tries to destroy it. on the first hit, it doesn't break. she goes to hit it again, but senses it has an energy like it's alive.

Sugar sees that the meteor was actually a human woman. she creates a platform to pull the woman onto, with not only her clothes but also her eyes gone from having burned up. R: "W... who's there.... Is that you, Milo? You're safe, right? Don't worry, I'm fine, I'll protect you..." S: "It's okay, Sugar will make you better again!" R: "...Did you say, 'Sugar'??"

Sugar uses her powers to restore red's eyes, heal her body, and give her a new set of mushroom keeper clothes. able to see again, red hugs sugar tightly and cries. sugar is confused. red realizes something is off too.

She marvels at the existence of the alternate timeline being true, before trying to wrack her brain for what happened during her fight. she only remembers tirol sending her away, and that she has a mission: to devour her other self.

Riding on actagawa, bisco arrives to see if sugar is okay. the instant red and bisco lock eyes, they go into battle mode.

They realize simultaneously that they're both akaboshi bisco. bisco jeers that there's no way red is the strongest mushroom keeper since he already exists, but it's quickly made clear that red can overpower him. she is able to deflect his arrows, then when they cross blades he's barely able to hold her off. he tries to stab her, but doing so only makes the metal of the blade bend.

She breaks bisco's nose before grabbing his neck. She shoves his head underwater as if trying to drown him. R: "That's right. I'm 'Akaboshi Bisco.' ... To save the future of my timeline, I'm goin' to take your soul!"

S: "Wait, that's my papa?! Or, um, my mama?! But my mama is Milo...?!" ... R: "Havin' both of us be called 'Bisco' is a pain in the ass! In my timeline, me n' Milo are called Red and Blue. If you need a name for me, then call me Red the Twinshroom!" B: "Well ain't that a fancy name, huh?" R: "Somethin' like 'Enoki' is good enough for you ... You're so damn tiny, can you really use a bow lookin' like that?" B: "You're just too damn muscly! ... Besides, it's 3 against 1, you think you can win?" R: I'm alone, huh...? You'll regret sayin' that."

She summons a giant bow that glows orange, which she calls the crab god's bow. it's made from actagawa's soul.

Bisco and sugar summon the choushin bow. red knows of this power, but it was never able to be used in her world. they clash and are perfectly matched.

Bisco calls the souls in red's body "evil spirits" and this sends her into a rage. as they fight at close range, glowing vines come out of red's arm and form into shishi's signature sword.

Red's body starts burning up from overusing her powers. as she's dying painfully, all she can think about is fighting and winning so that everyone's deaths were not in vain.

As red falls unconscious and bisco catches her, she thinks of blue... R: (I guess I really can't do this on my own... I need you... Milo...) ... She holds Blue's corpse in her arms, unable to stop the continuous bleeding. Red's clothes become increasingly stained, trembling in anguish and despair as she feels the body of her loved one growing cold. R: "No.... no!!! I'm gonna die with her!! Just kill me! Please kill me too...!"

The squad brought red to banryou-ji, where milo runs tests and watches as she sleeptalks and writhes. he gently touches her face and this seems to make her calm down.

Tirol, Bisco, and Pawoo force their way into milo's space and stare at red like a zoo exhibit. as usual, they all start bickering and the noise wakes red.

Red can't see very well, but freaks out upon realizing she's tied down. she activates her powers, and flexing her muscles breaks the metal bonds. milo tries to explain things, and hearing his voice makes her pause. R: "Who... are...?" M: "I'm Milo! I'm Bisco's partner, and I've gone to school, so you have nothing to worry about!"

She becomes enraged at remembering blue's death. everyone backs off while pawoo handles things, but red easily knocks pawoo's staff away.... before jumping in to hug her.

Red is happy to find that "her husband" is "alive". everyone shouts at pawoo to knock red out, but pawoo is too taken in by red's brazen affection. bisco says to keep her hands off of his wife, and pawoo passes out from happiness at two biscos fighting over her. Milo watches all of this with great amusement.

Tirol hears the voice of her counterpart in her head. he shares his memories of the alternate timeline with her, and she projects them to everyone else.

Tirol's memories: he managed to save red just before rust killed her, but she was frozen in shock after blue's death. she only snaps out of it once she sees tirol hurting his own body from using mantras to protect them.

Tirol says that to get stronger than rust, she needs to take the soul of her alternate self. tirol uses his remaining life energy to activate the ultimate mantra, Akasha Tripper, which can send people across realities.

R: "Stop it! Why are you dyin' for me?!" T: "Call it my selfishness... Is it so bad?" R: "I thought you hated me...!" T: "I don't bother arguing with people I hate ... Goodbye, Akaboshi. Be nice to the other me."

Seeing tirol's memories clears red's amnesia. she apologizes to milo and pawoo for acting out. pawoo gives her a hug, seeming to feel bad for the horrors she experienced.

Red's universe: using tirol's soul, rust and n'badu figure out how to activate akasha tripper. rust plans to go steal souls from the other timeline, but he wants to preemptively cull the mushroom keepers as well as sugar who is a god that could rival him.

Rust possesses their world's (red's son) sugar now as well since tirol is dead and the mantras protecting sugar faded. sugar seems to be a normal baby.

N'badu borrows a soul from rust and transforms its former physical appearance - and it's none other than amli. n'badu enters the portal and goes to carry out rust's command.

Main universe: having received her counterpart's technical knowledge, tirol programs a copy of akasha tripper. pawoo is restless, really wanting to be helpful but unsure what she can do. seeing this, tirol thinks of something and tells pawoo to sit tight.

Meanwhile, milo has been refereeing bisco and red's endless competitions to see who's superior, which includes tests of strength and speed to who can cook better or watch a horror movie for longer. everything's ended in a tie.

B: "Next we'll see who can grow more shimeji mushrooms!" R: "You're on. I'm gonna cover this whole damn country in 'em. ... Milo, get out the manta bow! I'm gonna win this!" M: "Huh?! But, uh...." B: "Hey, the hell you think you're doin'!? You can't take someone else's partner!" R: "Just lemme borrow him for a bit. Bad enough you're a guy, but you're stingy too. No one in the whole universe knows how to work with Milo better than me!"

They grab milo's arms and fight over him, until bisco suddenly falls down. he looks at his hand, only to see that it isn't even there.

N'badu, also skilled at programming, was trying to overwrite bisco's timeline with a fake reality where he and milo don't exist. tirol just barely managed to stop the change.

Tirol says they need to find the person who cast the wish to overwrite the timeline and stop them.

Banryou-ji transforms into a tetsujin being piloted by pawoo. using pawoo's massive love energy, the tetsujin activates akasha tripper. bisco tells her to stop because it's dangerous, but red shuts him up. R: "Thanks. Love you, Pawoo! I can feel the love you've given us. Just for you, I'm gonna win and come home safe!" P: "Yes, honey...!" B: "What the fuck?! Cut this out, Pawoo is married to the one and only Akaboshi Bisco...!" R: "Yeah? And that's me." B: "No! I'm only talkin' about ME! Because... I love Pawoo MORE than you!!!" he shouted like a child who didn't want to be one-upped.

Bisco, milo, and red get sucked into the portal and hold onto each other so they don't get separated. milo passes out from moving at high speeds. he's squashed between the 2 biscos.

Bisco's senses are telling him that they might not come out of this alive, and tells red: if things turn dire, she can willingly take his soul. but in return, red has to promise to protect his family.

In the false reality: Izumo has become the new capital, and all religious sects were forced together to become one under the rust god. it's gone from six towers 108 to represent every former sect. everyone is praying and giving their energy to the rust god, which is being used to form this fake reality overwriting bisco's world.

The trio falls from the sky and crashes thru multiple towers. red wakes up, feeling something pressing on her chest and figures some rubble landed on her.... but she opens her eyes to see milo kissing her.

She sends him flying in her rage, but then cries thinking about how she cheated on her husband. she accuses milo of making her pregnant (she's not). milo was just giving her CPR because she stopped breathing. red turns... well... red in embarrassment.

Trying to pull herself together, red talks proudly while still blushing hard. R: "...Anyway! You said you're experienced but turns out you're [the other reality's milo is] nothin' special! Don't tell me that's the best you got. With kisses THAT shitty, you'd never excite even a single girl." M: "Okay..." He presses against her. "Should I give you a real kiss?" He was not joking. His eyes narrowed, and Red felt herself being oppressed by his aura. It was like that of a hunter aiming to take down a predator in one shot. M: "Are you scared? You're the one who picked this fight..." R: "Uh, um...! Milo! I was jokin'! Just..." M: "Mm-mm, I'm not letting you get away. This is the perfect opportunity to teach you a lesson..." R: (Is this really what Mllo would'a been like if she was a guy?!)

But milo pulls off of her when he hears bisco calling for them. red is extremely confused, having accepted that milo was going to kiss her. milo says red needs to be careful about protecting herself from shitty men since she doesn't have blue around to help.

They find bisco.... who has turned into a palm-sized kinoko. milo exclaims at how cute he is and tries to tickle him, but bisco blasts him and tells him to focus on the serious task at hand.

They get attacked by Kyurumon and Corpulo (fire and gold tower leaders). corpulo says he'll let red live if she becomes his whore, and then an arrow slices through his throat. "How dare you say something so disgusting to Bisco... Do you regret it? Ah, maybe you didn't even have time to." Red stands there in shock at Milo's incredible readiness to kill. He then turns to look at her. "He can't talk anymore, so don't worry!" he said with a smile. B: (Scary, ain't he.) R: (Way more than Blue...)

Kyurumon uses gold creation mantras to draw in lots of people and makes them form into a giant mass. milo has a plan to fight it, but red won't listen and just blows holes in the amalgamation without caring if she kills anyone.

Bisco says Red won't listen to milo since they aren't partners. to become her partner, he needs to use her REAL name. M: "...Actually, I wouldn't be cheating on you, would I?" B: "Huh?!" M: "Are you telling me it's okay? Even if it's just for a minute, I'm going to be someone else's partner--" B: "The hell're you talkin' about?! Just do it already!"

Milo calls for red... or now bisco, and stops her just before she fires an arrow that would've surely decimated the city. she felt blue's presence in his voice, and can feel her partner's warmth on her back... She scolds herself for being so easy to sway.

The trio commits yet another act of religious impersonation. red and milo use the mantra bow and fire a jizou-shroom, which creates a giant jizou shaped figure. bisco jumps onto its head and pretends to speak as the "great spore buddha" to the people, and those in the amalgamation come to their senses and leave quietly.

Red doesn't feel good about this win. she's never used jabi's jizou-shroom because it's useless for battle, but bisco explains that wanting a way to end battles without killing was what made jabi create the jizou-shroom in the first place. R: "You fight, and one side is gonna die - that's just life. Jabi's dream was nothing more than that!" ... B: "We don't wish for things hopin' they'll come true. I think what life's really all about is dreamin' and chasin' after those dreams."

Red gets angry, saying that bisco can only dream of nice things because he's had good luck. she acknowledges his way of thinking isn't wrong, but to remember that those who dream are protected by those who see reality.

A decrepit kelshinha tries to steal the scriptures to regain his power and take back the title of "rust god." amli (n'badu) appears, mocking him for his weakness. amli's hair has now grown long, and he is the official rust god of izumo.

Just as n'badu is about to kill kelshinha, red and milo bust in to protect him.

N'badu breaks a hole in the floor under kelshinha and he plummets. bisco jumps in after him. milo and red escape the building, but n'badu follows them. N: "I see that the other world's Blue also has some level of mantra power ... But compared to what the real Blue could do, yours are child's play. One who was raised in the comfort of the good timeline could never be fit to be Red's partner. You're nothing but a weakling using the name of the Twinshrooms." ... Red explains who n'badu is and tries to form a plan of attack, but now milo is the one not listening. M: "You think I'm not good enough? You think I don't have what it takes to be Bisco's partner...! Even though I... I even had one of his kids....!"

N'badu keeps prodding him when he realizes how well it's working. R: "Don't let him provoke you! you gotta work together with me here--!" N: "So useless. You can't do anything without Red's power, can you? Just a poor little star who can't shine on his own. All you do is drag your partner down..." M: "SHUT UUUUUUUPPPPP!!!"

Enraged, Milo expels massive amounts of energy and summons the mantra bow by himself. he fires it, only for n'badu to stop the arrow easily and sling it back at him.

A fully powered kelshinha appears and protects milo from the attack. kelshinha absorbed kinoko!bisco and is borrowing his energy.

Kelshinha fights n'badu using new techniques that are a mix of mantras and mushroom energy, which he invented on the fly. it looks like he's going to win, but n'badu manages to snag bisco from him, which causes kelshinha to weaken and fade from existence.

Red convinces kelshinha to give her his soul. they use his soul's power to form a new bow, and fire a shot to destroy amli's body. amli's soul is set free and he talks one last time to red, thanking her for all she's done.

The reality they're in begins to fold in on itself. the trio tries to escape thru the akasha tripper portal, but then milo is grabbed and dragged back.

N'badu took control of kyurumon and used her powers to form a new human amalgamation. the energy from the peoples' prayers is closing the portal, so milo tells red and bisco to leave him behind. he'll defeat n'badu and rejoin them later. red is hesitant, but bisco says they should always trust when milo says he'll do something.

Milo defeats them quite fast and sets everyone's souls free. n'badu is extremely pissed about this defeat to the point he no longer cares about going after red. the portal closes behind milo, and he considers what to do to get out now.

Blue's soul appears and she passes on her powers. she says he has the potential to attain new powers that no one's ever imagined. blue's soul, as well as all the others around him, are absorbed into the emerald cubes, and the unstable spacetime reforms into something new...

While n'badu kept the trio distracted, rust had gone to the main timeline.

He destroys the banryou-ji tetsujin instantly. pawoo fights him, only to create a repeat of what happened to red in her final battle: rust's body explodes to pieces and pawoo thinks she won, only for rust to reform and attack her while she's unaware.

Tirol is frozen as she watches pawoo get beaten bloody by rust, unable to hold a candle to his power. T: "Someone, please, save her...! Save my friend! I'll give you all the money I've got, just please...!"

Rust threatens to kill tirol unless pawoo gives up her soul, to which she agrees. rust then goes to kill tirol anyway, but is stopped by a rainbow-colored blast. S: "You promised all your money, so give it!" T: "?!?!" S: "Juuuust kidding!" T: "She really IS the daughter of those idiots..."

Sugar heals pawoo and lets the two escape while she faces rust. for the first time ever, rust feels excited, knowing there's a chance he may lose.

Red and Bisco (still a kinoko btw) are stuck in the cold, dark subspace tunnel after the exit back to the main timeline closed.

Red summons all the souls from her body and uses them to form a path that points to where the portal should be. without the soul's power in her she loses not only her tattoos, but she feels incredibly cold and exhausted.

Bisco offers up his soul if it means keeping her alive. she refuses it, so instead he heats up his own body using the spores inside him, and acts like a heating pad to keep red warm.

Somewhere else, Milo wakes up.... standing at the front of a college classroom giving a presentation. he finishes his report on apollo particles and the perceived benefits and dangers of it. the professor praises him for a great job and class is then dismissed.

B: "Well that was something. You spend your free time thinkin' about that sorta stuff?" M: "Of course not, I just chose that topic because it would make the professor happy." B: "Gross." M: "Lying is the key to getting ahead in life!" he says with a wink. "By the way, are you ready for your presentation next week?" B: "All I gotta do is read the script you wrote me, yeah?" M: "No! You need to rehearse what you'll say if the professor asks questions too ... I'm trying to make sure you graduate, so come over to my place again to practice!"

Milo latches on to bisco's arm and asks if he wants to go out for ice cream. but as they're walking, things start to go wrong. someone drops chemicals out a window over their heads. a professor uses an apollo particle-powered canon to kill students. bisco acts like everything is normal.

Bisco offers to help with the professor's 'tests', aka volunteering to be killed. milo takes bisco's place, absolutely refusing to let him die. just as he's about to be shot.... domino appears.

She fights the professor (n'badu), saying that blue created this space and n'badu has no right to be in it.

Bisco, who is merely part of the illusion, acts as n'badu's ally and shoots at them. domino 'kills' him, and milo tries to rush to his aid.

Domino chases off n'badu and helps milo wake up from the hallucination.

Domino leads him to where blue wanted, so he can learn the soul absorption technique...

Red's dreams: red absorbs actagawa's soul and gains the crab god's bow, which is said to have a power equal to a hundred million souls. if rust gets hit with a single shot, even he would die from running out of souls to restore himself with.

Red is unable to get the bow to draw. blue uses a mantra whip to snare rust, but he isn't fazed. he grabs blue and holds her hostage, yet even so blue still tells red to shoot so they can win - so they can protect the future of the world for sugar.

Red fires.... and misses. blue is tossed by her feet. She missed to not hit her partner. As long as Milo was alive, as long as she at least had her partner by her side, then...

But rust took that away from her too, killing blue by tearing out her heart. Red screams in anguish and tries to comfort blue as she dies.

Rust tells her to stand up and fight, but red refuses over and over. she's going to die with milo. she begs rust to hurry up and kill her already...

Red wakes up in a fit, upset for wasting the lives of everyone who loved her and upset at bisco [/herself] for being loved by everyone when it's impossible to live up to their expectations. B: "If you don't wanna fight the rust god, then you don't have to. You should just live the life YOU want." R: "But then everyone's love for me would have been for no--" B: "People don't love you just because they expect something from you in return."

The voices in red's mind telling her to fight and win were not the souls, it was her own voice. SHE was the one burning. but even if bisco tells her 'live how you want,' what can she do in a world where everyone she loves is already gone?

Bisco invites her to come to his world and live with his family. R: "Won't it be kinda complicated havin' 2 Biscos around?" B: "I'm already havin' to do the work of 2 husbands, so havin' another Bisco would make it even out." Red smiles and agrees to it.

The subspace tunnel's raging blizzard is gone. red calls the souls back to her body, and they glow rust eater orange now, instead of the ashura red they had been before. she feels she's realized her true self, granting her a new form of power.

She summons a new weapon called the Atman [True Self] Crossbow and fires it, tearing open a new exit in the subspace tunnel.

Main universe: back to sugar and rust's battle. rust questions why sugar is fighting so hard to protect the earth when living is only a series of suffering and chasing after dreams that may never come true. R: "Protecting these lifeforms amounts to nothing more than prolonging their suffering ... Let us work together to free the humans from having to live in fear." S: "The one living in fear is you! ... The reason you grant wishes all the time is because you're scared of what humans could accomplish by their own power. People will never rise up if they never learn what they're capable of."

Sugar creates a giant chain to ensnare rust and drags him along the rocky mountainside. she goes to finish him off before his body reforms again, but collapses from exhausting almost all of her power.

Rust, having used billions of souls, begins to age. when he reforms, he looks like a man in his 20s instead of a child.

Rust strangles sugar until she passes out. just as he's about to kill her, n'badu takes over her body and begs rust to reconsider since sugar's powers could be useful to him. rust has no interest.

Realizing that n'badu is useless to him too, rust goes to kill the both of them. n'badu activates sugar's powers and tears open a hole in spacetime, allowing red and bisco to return.

With her new powers, red delivers a punch straight to rust's face and heavily damages him. feeling proud of herself, she touches her tattoos and tells everyone to watch as she finishes this.

Rust slices through her stomach... but gets stuck in her muscles. red uses the opportunity to punch the shit out of him, knocking limbs off and causing mushrooms to grow across his body. kinoko!bisco activates his choushin ability to heal red while she keeps fighting.

Rust continues to age. he forms his arm into a giant drill made up of layers of spinning gears, stabbing it straight through red's chest.

Red grits the pain as the drill keeps destroying her and bisco tries to keep up with healing the damage. she pulls rust closer and wraps her arms around him, activating her soul power and using her insane strength to crush rust's body.

Bisco warns that if he uses the choushin ability any longer, the amount of rainbowshrooms in her body will kill her. red is moments away from destroying rust, but bisco makes the decision to separate the 2 of them to save her life.

Red's chest wound heals completely. rust has cracked and aged to the point of a dying old man, and he panics at the loss of his youth and beauty. he grabs bisco... and sticks him inside his body to absorb his powers.

Overflowing with power once again, rust flies high into the air and sends giant spinning gears raining down across the continent, killing many people and stealing their souls.

She summons the crab god's bow, but rust mocks if she'll have the heart to fire it and kill her own self when she couldn't even kill blue.

Seeing her hesitate, bisco calls out to red. "I'm givin' you the name of 'Akaboshi Bisco', so...! Protect the planet I care about, and all the people who loved me! Use your bow to save all of it! BISCOOOOO--!!" The instant that Red heard Bisco's cries, she felt 'love' well up from deep within her. In that moment, Red felt a love for the self that stood before her eyes. (I get it now...) (I love...) (Bisco [myself]...)

With the power of her realized self-love, she transforms her bow into the Red Star's True Self bow ** . her arrow pierces thru bisco and rust... only for bisco to realize he isn't dying, but transforming back into a human.

Bisco falls from the sky and red catches him. he's confused how he's still alive, but red says that this is her own ultimate bow technique - it isn't meant to kill, but to let things live, just like the technique that jabi invented.

Rust has been restored into his all-powerful form, but red is calm. burning hot, red tattoos suddenly cover rust's body and destroy him from the inside out. red's arrow awakened all of the souls in him and they were now trying to escape.

Rust continues to burn but doesn't die. bisco says they should end things since they've already won. R: "Okay, we'll need the choushin bow." B: "Seriously?!" R: "We need a way to calm the souls and send them off, but my bow can't do that. We need your power, the choushin bow's power of dreams!" B: "But I can't do it without Milo...!"

Bisco tries to summon the choushin bow but fails. up til now he and milo had used their combined power/belief in each other to create it...

So red helps him, by believing that he can do it. by believing in bisco [themself]. and it works - they create and fire the Ultimate Self-Truth bow ***. the souls are calmed, and return to the great cycle of life.

R: "Man, you're so easy to use. Your big sister gives you just a li~ttle encouragement and you completely go off." B: "What part of you is sisterly? You're just 'big'." R: "Chose your words more carefully when talkin' to a lady, you shrimp!" They start fist fighting and rolling on the ground, but red pins him after a few minutes.

After an awkward moment of silence she thanks him. she leans in and... looks like she's about to kiss him...... bisco is confused and so am i as the reader. they both sit up in a hurry when they hear n'badu fly to them.

N'badu laughs maniacally and disrespects the pieces of rust's automaton-corpse. he reveals that he was the one who created him.

Red throws an arrow at him and takes off one of his legs, only for one of her own legs to disappear. red asks why they're connected like this, and n'badu states that not only did he create rust... but all of the existence that red had known, including herself. her entire timeline was made from a divergence in bisco's.

Seeing red fading from existence, bisco grabs n'badu and heals him to restore red's body.

N'badu projects a dark aura over them, showing memories of past battles and what could have happened if they hadn't won. bisco and milo managed to stave off destruction over and over, but all of those divergences to bad futures still existed within the subspace of reality. those divergences came together to manifest n'badu.

N'badu brings out the sugars of both timelines, using them and the remaining souls he has to form them into "sugar the universe-creator."

When bisco looks up to the sky, there is a giant goddess casting light over the entire planet. a new universe forms in her hands, turning the blue afternoon sky black as night.

N'badu says he is the father of the universe. he orders sugar to overwrite all of existence - every world, every timeline. bisco runs towards the goddess and n'badu orders her to protect him. with barely a flick of her finger, bisco's arm is torn off.

Bisco uses his remaining hand to reach out toward sugar, his voice weak. B: "Sugar... let's go home... we'll go home.... to Milo..." S: -My love. Who is this human?- N: "Oh, you don't even remember who Akaboshi Bisco, your own father, is?!" he exclaims with faked surprise. "He's your very, very beloved papa. Before you turned into the creator of the universe, you loved your papa and mama more than anyone else." S: -That is true.- Sugar and bisco look at each other, exchanging many words in a single look. despite her memories being gone, the bond of their hearts has not completely disappeared. N: "Ahh, how moving! ...Now what the fuck are you waiting for? Kill him." S: -Yes, my love.-

A beam of light pierces bisco's eye, yet he continues to look up at sugar....

TO BE CONTINUED.

The book ends with a teaser quote and placeholder title for volume 10:

“Do partners stay together forever? Until they die?” “Yeah.” ... Sabikui Bisco 10, the final volume: Promises

Other notes:

In the family beach scene, Bisco is still fully clothed besides his cape. he's developed a phobia of the ocean mostly because milo told him a scary story about how vengeful spirits all live at the bottom (milo didn't intend for him to take it seriously). he shivers from remembering "an underwater adventure" they did with actagawa a number of years ago, which I think is a reference to one of the short stories included with the anime BluRay discs.

When Red explains her nickname "Red the twinshroom", "red" is written as 火星, the planet Mars.

Pawoo trained bisco in using a staff so now he's much better at it.

Tirol's great-grandpa (the high priest) fucking died off-camera and we only get a single sentence about it, which says he died from eating too much daifuku. RIP king

The fake realities that n'badu and blue create are referred to as Svapna Akasha.

Male amli is taller than bisco.

Main universe amli saw her alternate self via dreams like bisco did. when she wakes up, she's sad that she's still short.

The college scene: we get to see more of domino's personality, which is that she's very girly and very self-assured. she has painted nails and checks if she needs to fix her makeup. she takes a selfie with milo.

The college scene: Milo scolds himself for not realizing bisco was a fake sooner - "He was weirdly obedient, didn't make sarcastic remarks, and didn't pick fights. I'm so stupid, someone so plain could never really be bisco!" the fake bisco also implied he didn't like sweets, which is very anti-real bisco.

Salt never existed in red's world.

** Red Star's True Self Bow: 真我赤星弓 (shinga sekisei-kyuu), pretty literal translation. and of course red star/sekisei is the same kanji as "akaboshi".

*** 真我超信弓 (shinga choushin-kyuu), i wasn't sure how to make this name short and understandable. since "choushin" means "ultimate faith", this bow's name is "ultimate faith in one's true self".

Red is mentioned to have a high-quality, extremely study cloak. she can use it to deflect attacks.

#sabikui bisco #rust eater bisco #akaboshi bisco #nekoyanagi milo #akaboshi red bisco #sbkb summary series

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potted-dandelions · 1 year

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Imagine a greatly simplified universe containing just one lonely spiral galaxy with a supermassive black hole at its center. The outer edge of the universe is constantly expanding outward while the black hole is constantly devouring the galaxy.

All known physical laws apply here. Importantly, the laws of thermodynamics apply so no matter or energy can be created. The black hole at the center will eventually consume all matter while the universal edge will eventually grow to surround the black hole with an infinite expanse of empty space. Then, heat death.

The black hole will eventually evaporate all of its mass away as Hawking radiation and, having successfully cooled all matter down into pure energy, it will blink out of being and the inner terminus of the universe will pop like a soap bubble, its once-massive energy fully spent.

But long before the heat death of the universe, the galaxy will swirl around for billions of years with its inner bulk imploding as though being consumed from within while its outer fringes are simultaneously compressed from without, the very space itself expanding around it. We actually observe something like this effect in other galaxies throughout our own universe. Most galaxies appear to rotate much faster than their apparent mass would allow, so they would seem to have some hidden mass we call dark matter because its existence can only be inferred.

At the same time, some inferred force is also causing the space in between galaxies to expand without actually stretching it, as though new threads are being woven into the fabric of spacetime itself, causing the distance between distant galaxies to naturally increase over time. Cosmologists estimate that this dark energy accounts for the bulk of all mass/energy in the universe, exceeding even dark matter which itself greatly exceeds all observable matter and energy.

But perhaps dark matter is merely a fictious force, an emergent property of dark energy. For although dark energy appears to act only upon empty space whilst dark matter affects gravitationally-bound matter, maybe the only reason dark matter is dark is because it's not matter at all, it's simply the observable effect of dark energy compressing galaxies from outside.

Ultimately, dark energy will expand the empty space between distant galaxies so rapidly that not even light will have enough time to span the gap, meaning distant galaxies will disappear from each other's perspectives and casual observers will see that their galaxy exists alone. So my original proposal isn't so far fetched. It is, in fact, the fate of our own galaxy—and all the other gravitationally-bound galaxies within the Local Group subsequent to their eventual merger with ours. Our distant ancestors may yet occupy a lonely galaxy in a dark void.

As the matter in our Local Group is gradually consumed by the supermassive black hole named Sagittarius A* (read eh-star), objects approaching the event horizon will undergo 'spaghettification' stretching. Even solid objects will be drawn down into threads of matter just one atom thick. Each thread will constitute a one-bit matter stream, yet each bit will preserve the information it carried with it from the farthest reaches of the galaxy. In a sense, the surface of the event horizon measures the state of incoming matter and records that data holographically.

Information, as it happens, is equivalent to energy, comparable to the way matter and energy are mutually exchangeable, so it is therefore bound by the laws of thermodynamics. Information can only be sorted and garbled, never created nor destroyed, not even by a black hole.

Eventually, the holographic information about all the matter that has fallen into a black hole will evaporate away from the event horizon, bit by random bit, as Hawking radiation. Each bit will carry a small amount of the black hole's mass away with it, causing it to shrink. The cosmic microwave background radiation, although too dim and too red-shifted to be seen by human eyes, is still bright and warm enough for now to counteract the paltry Hawking radiation emitted by even very small black holes, so no black hole will be evaporating away anytime soon.

But picture the universe from a singularity's point of view. The holographic image recorded upon the surface of the event horizon is a stained-glass window as seen from the other side, and the scenes it depicts are perfect memories of everything that ever happened in the galaxy. Those images are greatly distorted by the gravitational forces and spaghettification to which all matter succumbed as it plunged into the universal abyss, but with corrective lenses, even gravitational astigmatism may be undone and the holograph's finest details can be revealed.

If a mind could dance upon the surface of the event horizon, watching matter streams go by like a channel-surfer looking for something to watch on T.V., such a mind might be able to perceive the former goings and doings of individual creatures long dead on distant worlds. From the singularity's perspective, this black hole dweller aims the corrective scope at the precise azimuth and elevation to view life from anybody's perspective while turning the focus wheel to scrub through their timeline. The focus wheel would in fact be a time-focus wheel.

Only a godlike mind could conceivably correct such severe distortion, but for all we know, that mind sees the inside of the event horizon projected upon the outside of a globe like an interactive, rewindable recording of real-time satellite feeds in a Google Earth VR interface.

And for all we know, our own minds are peering through such scopes, only the azimuth and elevation is fixed and the focus wheel is motorized so that we experience everything through but one human's perspective along a fixed and finite timeline. What a depressing fate indeed.

The part of me that believes in the free agency of the the soul rejects the implications, but my mind is open to the idea that we're watching events unfold in reverse, that the focus wheel is rolling backwards, and that the black hole is really a white hole spewing information. In that case, we are perceiving the outcomes of our decisions before we make them, guiding us to make the choices that we must in order for our perceived selves to survive from the moment of our death to the moment of our inevitable birth when we will finally avert our gaze.

Thus are we able to predict the past while remembering the future, but with the focus wheel turning backwards, our perception of causality is reversed, making us think we are predicting the future while remembering the past. This part of the plan will be rather controversial.

The heat death of the universe is going to take a very, very long time to reach its conclusion, yet we only have until then to observe everything that has ever mattered throughout all of spacetime. When the soap bubble pops, we're out on our own with the information we collected.

#cosmos #galaxy #universe #black hole #Hawking radiation #heat death of the universe #comic microwave background #dark matter #dark energy #spacetime #spaghettification #event horizon #singularity #black hole information paradox #holographic principle #white hole #time's arrow #causality

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tiraccoon · 4 months

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Timespace (noun)

The fifth dimension; the set of all possible timelines that arise from a unique set of universal constants

The title of emperor was one Lucian didn’t care for. His spacetime experiments took precedence over imperial affairs, for better or for worse.

When experimenting with black holes as a means for FTL travel, he lost control and the singularity became unstable, growing and consuming everything. This was the end of him and his empire.

Then Lucian opened his eyes. Surely, he thought, this was the afterlife. But before him, countless branches of light reached out into infinity, originating from a single point.

These were timelines. Alternate realities existing parallel to his own. In this space, the endless possibilities of time were laid out before him. He dubbed it “timespace” and continued on as any scientist would.

#furry #furry art #oc #oc art #wolf #lucian #ocs that aren’t my sona? in my drawings? it’s more likely than you think #2024 will be the year I get off my ass and write and draw my ocs

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sushiisiu · 1 year

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mario movie is quirky and all but it doesn't change the fact that it's just another formulaic 70 tropes in a trenchcoat type movie with a bunch of big names attached (and also a huge franchise!) that can easily generate box office success that's just going to inspire more suits to try and replicate it with other franchises what the hell is a live action minecraft movie 2025?????? sorry mario movie is goofy and good its 48% but its not soulless even if the plot kind of is i swear to god i was counting how many generic ass shots and moments it had it really follows the hero's journey structure to a T it's SO safe and its enormous nostalgia bait it's hard to be mad at it but it just has me concerned over everything being made based on a gimmick these days like the This movie the That novel. Backrooms movie? The whole horror of it was the mystique and ambiguity of just Ohhh you can no clip out of reality into this spooky liminal office and it's utterly incomprehensible and you are just helpless to a reality that you were never meant to experience. There is no mystique if there's gotta be plot and characters about it! why would it be scary any more if its like Ooh government quantum spacetime portal experiment GONE WRONG !!!! it's like how minecraft storymode fucking sucks cus its not meant to have a story and characters and you could not pay me to give a shit because the main character is literally the setting and background itself ! i am sick and tired of stuff being made based on a gimmick it never works out well!!! it's like those tiktok novels that are based on like a fanfic tag It doesnt work without preestablished characters IDGAF !!!!!! tired of going to the cinema only to be sensory overloaded and at the same time consume a nothing burger for 1hr30mins and come out feeling hollow like That's it that was like a bunch of tropes strung together ! sorry i kinda forgot where this was going im just tired of hearing news about how THIS FAMOUS INTERNET THING NOW GETS A MOVIE! and its like did we not learn from the mistakes of our forefathers.... unless you're going in with a super inspired vision and an actual story to tell its not going to end well!!! (and it never does cus its always some bozo trying to cash in on the hype instead of someone who genuinely cares and understands the source material) Idunno it's also kind of like the marvelization of movies too where everything is super Safe and Must Have a bunch of corny jokes that makes it really hard to actually care about the stakes and characters. Marvelization and MCUifcation happening a lot lately actually the damage mcu has done to cinema oh my god. Anyways i forgot where this was going but mario movie is a 4/10 What kind of movie has I'm holding out for a hero, Take on me and Mr Blue Sky all in the same soundtrack????

#siu talks #rambling rambling rambling #in regards to the tropes thing i read like a little bit of red white and royal blue a tthe book store and i just threw up in my mouth #what kind of white girl yaoi is this...?

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salami-dono · 1 year

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DR. JESTER

I recreated a Sonic OC I made when I was 10. The layout of the model sheet is based on the IDW ones. :) They were very helpful. This reference took a long time to complete. I’m finally ready to introduce the evil Dr. Jester! (Most of what I write here will not be things I thought of when I was 10-12 years old.)

Here is a description of his appearance:

Dr. Jester is a robot hedgehog with a grey face and pastel pink quills. He stands at a rather tall 4 ft or 123 cm. The three quills adorning his head are tri-colored. The three colors are pink, white and pale turquoise. Peridot-colored eyes light up on a black screen. The color and shape of his eyes sometimes change depending on his mood. His original stumpy tail was replaced with a crocodile tail. It is the same pale turquoise as one of his jester quills and has magenta scutes. (There is no explanation for the new tail’s existence. It just looks cool.) His hands are black with grey palms. The joints of the fingers and thumbs are magenta.

He wears a white lab coat and white pants. An asymmetrical panel with three large buttons is connected to the collar with a magenta strip. He wears black safety boots with magenta accents. The soles are grey. The sides have screws, and the top part is white.

The most time-consuming part of his design by far was choosing the color palette. The second and third things would be his quills and limbs. From the beginning, I wanted to use a light color for his body to match the greyscale of my old art. There isn’t a single drawing of Dr. Jester with color, nor did I leave any clues in my writing. I wanted pastel pink to work because it’s a nostalgic color. It reminds me of my pink baby blanket, my old room, pink pigs (my favorite animal when I was very young), and a pink dress—very early childhood memories.

Like all of my Sonic OCs, Dr. Jester hails from another universe. It’s more of a “perpendicular” universe to Sonic’s universe than a parallel one. Their universes interact in a way that doesn’t affect spacetime. Traveling there is as easy as entering a Special Stage. No one you know is there (and neither are you), but familiar personalities do exist in that universe. Similar locations also appear. Sonic’s Green Hill is their Emerald Hill. The idea of an alternate universe was based on a very early issue of the Archie comics that introduced the “Anti-Sonic.”

Dr. Jester is a villain of the same caliber as Dr. Eggman, or so he thinks. How did those two meet? That’s what I’d like to know… Dr. Jester referred to him as Dr. Robotnik the first time they were seen together before he learned he was going by the name “Eggman,” and Eggman called him an old friend. Eggman’s robots thought Dr. Jester was mean and unpleasant, but his robot underlings were much more friendly. They’re right.

Dr. Jester earned his name the same way Eggman did. The only difference is that Dr. Jester was called a jester since he was a kid. After a lifetime of torment, he made it his own! He’s proud of it, alright? It doesn’t matter what his real name is.

Just because he’s a robot, that doesn’t make him unemotional. Far from it! Dr. Jester is animated. He’s spiteful and cynical. Things like love and romance disgust him. He’s easily provoked and reacts strongly to insults. If his favorite robot left him, he’d be upset. Still, he smiles and laughs a lot. He’s jolly when things go his way. He enjoys puns, especially of the egg variety. Dr. Jester does not share Eggman’s short-sightedness regarding Sonic the Hedgehog with his own nemesis. When there is a plan, he sticks to it. He loves to trick others and dish out revenge whenever he can with a cold and calculated fury. Eggman is not exempt.

Of course, he also has an uglier, more dangerous side. He doesn’t care for the basic needs of living things: clean air, clean water, food and shelter. His operations threaten the health of the planet, and that endangers everyone. He’s been a robot for some time; he’s detached. It would be better if organic beings gave in and became robots. They could live forever, free from all biological constraints.

Before his mechanical transformation, Dr. Jester was once a living, breathing hedgehog. The process included a mind transfer, also called a soul/consciousness transfer, and therefore irreversible. It’s an alternate method of Robotization. (I can’t say Roboticization. lol) The power source of his robot body is a mystical gem I call the Fluorite Brain, the new home of his consciousness. A robot with a soul, that’s what he is.

For some reason, it is difficult to replicate his level of awareness in other machines. That’s just a risk you’ll have to take when becoming a robot. What kind of person wants to become a robot anyway?

One of the most bizarre abilities of Dr. Jester’s mechanical body that I came across was that he could consume food and drink. I assume he had a habit of drinking coffee when he was alive. He could probably keep up with specific tasks for long periods, but he would get bored doing so. He sleeps to pass the time.

Surprisingly, he has some basic combat skills. He’s a slugger! His main attacks are paralyzing electric-shock punches and sweeps from his metal tail. The tail may be organic because I mentioned that it “turned into steel” before he used it. It’s a magical crocodile tail! Dr. Jester can wield the Chaos Emeralds as well. He used a pink one from his universe to hover in the air and deflect beams and missiles fired by the G.U.N. military.

I was ecstatic to see him in action. I thought he was a wimp! He even defeated his nemesis in a one-on-one battle. I believe his true strengths are his elemental resistance and highly durable body. He does his best to avoid damage to his body. He will run away if he has to. He’s actually better at fleeing than fighting.

Dr. Jester is strong, but he has weaknesses. He is weak to the type of magic that controls electrical signals. It’s possible to take control of his mechanical body, but he is immune to mind control. He fears that magic. In the Archie comics, it’s called Magitek.

He’s also weak to kindness. He couldn’t understand why anyone would show him mercy, let alone his nemesis. In this specific scene, he was completely silent but I wonder what was going through his mind. What did they see in him? Humanity? Laughable. Is there goodness in that metal carapace? All of their problems could have been solved if they had just let him be destroyed with the Egg Carrier.

It was meant to be a humorous scene, but I noticed how strangely Dr. Jester acted during it.

Here is the line that seemingly ended Dr. Jester’s story—without context:

“Dr. Jester is long gone...”

He’s good at running away.

By the way, if you’re familiar with the character Dr. 0 (voiced by James Urbaniak) from Fallout: New Vegas, that’s the voice I think Dr. Jester would have. They have similar personalities, and he’s sort of a think tank himself.

#sonic #sonic the hedgehog #archie sonic #sonic oc #Dr. Jester #my artwork #I love the T poses

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tsukuyomii45 · 1 year

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Second part of Dark God Obito.

After the Tailed Beasts reveal the origins of Chakra and the Otsutsuki, the whole world goes into a frenzy as they fear that the Otsutsuki have returned to finish the job.

Rin is restless and desperately tries to find any clues as to who the masked man is.

Now that the Otsutsuki have most of the tailed beasts the feed them to the Ten tails and prepare to unleash the god tree, however Obito has been using Orochimaru's research and Zetsu's knowledge to steal the chakra for himself, he has already started to absorb the Chakra of everyone he comes across, growing more and more powerful with each fight.

Finally the climax arrives and Isshiki prepares to absorb all the chakra they have collected.

Every single Shinobi village and nation all arrive to face the Otsutsuki.

But just as Isshiki is about to consume the chakra, Obito quickly betrays him and steals all his chakra from him, before absorbing half of the culminated Chakra, this turns Obito into a true god, with more power than any other being on earth, he seals Isshiki away before giving an ultimatum to the others, saying he will carry out their plan but he is now the true god of the world.

It is at this point that the alliance attacks and Minato and everyone strike Obito, caught off guard, they succeed in breaking his mask.

Obito looks up with fury and reveals his face to everyone.

Rin is shocked to her core, as she stares in disbelief at Obito, who stares with nothing but hatred back at her.

Obito having had enough finally activates his modified karma and marks appear on his body, turning his skin even more pale and growing a pair of short horns on his forehead.

He raises his hand over his left eye and suddenly a new eye appears; A Rinne-Sharingan! At the same time his original eye transforms first into a Byakugan and then a Rinne-Sharingan.

Obito laughs evilly and says this is the end for the entire world and he will become a god.

Obito then uses his powers to wipe out half of the army in front of him. He is literally almost at death star level of power.

He then gives the chakra to the seed and the God tree forms. He will consume all chakra in the world and become as powerful as any Otsutsuki. He will be the new god of earth and then, he will go consume other worlds as well.

Another fight breaks out but Obito doesn't care, as he feels he has already won.

Rin and the others confront him again. Rin cries and screams at him as to why he would do this, why he would destroy everything. Obito just laughs and says this is all he has ever wanted for a long time. Not peace, but an end. The World's end...

Rin is apoplectic and screams that the Obito she knew would never do this, that he had a good heart. But Obito screams back that the Obito she knew is long since gone. And speaking of hearts, she broke his into a million pieces, he has nothing but his hatred and anger and desire for power and godhood left.

Rin gasps and she feels her own heart start to break, as she realizes that her selfishness was one of the factors for Obito going down this path.

Minato says that Obito has betrayed everything he ever believed in, but obito replies that they betrayed him first. And that being a Hokage is nothing compared to being a true God. And he has become one. He then demonstrates his powers, now being able to open Karam space-time rifts, the Kamui has evolved to allow him to manipulate spacetime and other dimensions at will, he also now has Shinjutsu. Obito accelerates the growth of the God tree and soon half of the world is under the Infinite Tsukuyomi.

Except for Rin and everyone else and a handful of others.

Obito decides it is time to end this, he needs Shukaku, Isobu, Gyuki and Kurama to complete the god tree.

Rin begs him to stop and tells him that she loves him, Obito stops and looks at her with disdain; "Had you told me you loved me years ago I would have overjoyed. But now... all I feel is disgust"

He then charges towards Rin to take Isobu from her, but Kakashi stops him.

Obito realizes he has to do this the hard way and gets ready for a fight. He creates a terrifying looking staff made of pure energy and gets ready to fight.

And this is where I will leave it, the rest is up to all of you to decide what happens. Will Obito win, will he be redeemed, will Rin live, does Obito still love Rin deep down, will Obito challenge the Otsutsuki themselves. It's all up to you.

Very detailed and vibrant. You certainly know how to make plots and action scenes come to life. Well done!

As for the ending; given how dark and evil Obito has become; a fitting end would be his death. I cannot see it any other way.

To add onto that fitting end, a more dramatic and dark way he'd die is through Rin bringing him down and ending their lives together. It'd be so poetic if she blames herself for not doing enough to bring the Obito that she knew into the light, so she'd find a way to manifest enough power to sacrifice herself in bringing his demise. :)

#naruto shippuden #obito uchiha #rin nohara #au

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raises hand. i'd like to hear about your miscellaneous headcanons :]

YAYYY ok :-] all of these are unrelated 🔥💯

i know that everyone has their own specific headcanons for who their starters are but i have always liked the idea of them having been given their haxorus as an axew as their first pokemon. i totally understand why people think of it as being ingo's with the whole mold breaker earthquake thing but especially with the whole heroes of legend and original dragon thing i think it's customary / traditional for people in unova to give children who are setting off on their journeys together a dragon to raise together. like as a reminder not to be too consumed with your goals that you lose the people who matter to you. or something. works out because i imagine dragons are typically prideful and kind of finicky to raise by nature. so making it a 2 person job is easier on all parties LMAO (their haxorus is jolly by nature so maybe less so but. yknow)

i also personally think that emmet really likes to cook. completely unrelated and i don't know why i think so but to me his love of battling translates a little as him being a guy who cares about his health LOL. he wants his team to be in good shape, so he should put in that effort too! because it's something he's very passionate about. and this applies to exercise but also food to me. it's an easy way to take care of yourself and it's nice to share food with people (<- necessary intervention to avoid ingo's 7th fast food chain burger in 4 days). + i imagine that pokemon who do a lot of battling like his do would need to eat a lot anyways, it's probably cheaper to make your own pokemon food than to buy as much as he'd need in bulk. maybe he got into making it for his team when he was younger and that translated into him learning to cook because he's already making something edible anyways LMAO, might as well do the same for himself

i think ingo likes to draw. no real reason for this one either he just strikes me as The Absentminded Doodler. never really considered himself to be super passionate about art but he is a dedicated hobbyist. in my head when they were kids ingo and emmet's parents tried to get emmet into journaling because he wasn't much of a talker and they figured it'd be an easier way to express himself. he did not really care for it and ingo took it up instead. lots of paper for writing and doodling. i imagine he sort of got out of journaling as an adult/older teen but got back into both writing and drawing more when he was in hisui. we know he's a man who appreciates physical reminders of things. less ephemeral than memories 🔥💯

i also like the headcanon that uxie is the one who stole his memories rather than it just being a result of The Dreaded SpaceTime Travel. like i know it doesn't actually make sense because how would he have possibly met uxie given the requirement of having god's blessing in your cell phone. but. OH MY GOD! IN COMES CANALAVE LIBRARY'S "A HORRIFIC MYTH" WITH THE STEEL CHAIR!!!!!!!!

^ i just like it. it's also the one way i will excuse the trope of zoroark transforming into emmet because the pokemon guarding uxie's cave is. an alpha zoroark. so maybe that thing has some special powers relating to the memories it steals like it can look into them to more effectively scare people away from it or whatever. because like. hisuian zoroark can't actually read minds. LMAO. but i'll accept it specifically for ingo through this

i am known to be an enjoyer of the headcanon that emmet is a pokemon breeder as a hobby. but specifically NOT just with joltik. i think he met lenora when he was younger when she helped him revive his archen from a fossil and he works with her sometimes now as a breeder aiding in pokemon restoration. i also like to ignore the fact this would likely require a lot of dedicated training and education and time on top of his job because i can do whatever i want forever. i think that elesa's tynamo is the anime was a gift from him :-]

on a slightly related note i also think that emmet and burgh are underrated "characters who have never interacted but i think they'd be friends" guys. in my head even ingo likes to draw he's not really much of an art nerd. but i think emmet kind of is LOL. (<- queen of taking that one line where he talks about wanting to go to galar to see the sirfetch'd vs escavalier painting too far). i think they'd be bug buddies. they're both a little silly in a way that i think would be very compatible and i like imagining them as friends. 2 guys who love looking at pictures of bugs and also are professional pokemon battlers. match made in heaven 🔥💯 slightly related because burgh is the one character i think emmet actually would give a joltik to. gave him a shiny baby spider at one of his art shows and their friendship was cemented when a couple of weeks later he showed up on the doubles line with a professionally trained shiny galvantula :-]

i flip flop 100000x per day over their pokemon but specifically when it comes to the haxorus mold breaker thing i want to bring up how abilities on the battle subway are randomized. meaning that, to me specifically, it is not actually an act of malice 100% of the time. i KNOW that it was introduced in gen 6 but i think that mold breaker earthquake is more often a FUCK I FORGOT TO USE THE ABILITY CAPSULE AGAIN AFTER THE SINGLES LINE than a HA HA HA. FUCK YOU, TEAMMATE! ingo is also a guy who likes a thrilling battle and likes to win. if i wasn't as fond of the idea that their starter was axew i'd say it's a brought the wrong haxorus to work accident

i think that's everything that comes to mind for now. THANK YOU :-]

#talk tag #ask tag #oh ingo and emmet from pokemon. so many random thoughts about you. and i have 1000000 more. LOVE THESE ANIMALS. THE SUBMAS 💙

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tag 9 people you wanna get to know better!

tagged by: @spacewives-in-spacetime in this post (who already knows I'm wordy as crap so all of this is your fault)

three ships: OTP: Doctorriver (from Doctor Who, all incarnations), BatCat (Batman/Catwoman), SasuSaku (Sasuke/Sakura from Naruto/Boruto)

I am a huge romantic. Romance, to some capacity, is required in almost every story I read or watch. As a result, I have a lot of couples I like. But shipping is another level of interest. So I decided to go with these three because I spent the most money on them lol. I've bought comics, audio dramas, books, and boxsets. And for those wondering why I didn't put Klaus/Caroline from TVD...they broke my heart that's why. :(

last song: Over the Love by Florence and the Machine

last movie: Avatar 2

currently reading: *takes a deep breath*

Ariadne: The Novel. Literally just finished this morning, so my frustration is still fresh. I absolutely adore the story of Ariadne and Bacchus. I almost wrote a novel based on them when I was 19 but I decided not to continue. But because I am so familiar and fascinated by them, I should not have bought this book. The book itself is fine. It was just a mismatch of expectations.

Yes, in the Greco-Roman myths, there is a running theme that some individuals are heroes to men but dogs to women. And there are few variations to Ariadne's story, so one never knows which direction the author will go. But there is more to Ariadne than being a perpetual victim to all the men in her life. At least, to me, there is. This is why, if I have doubts, I usually check the middle of a book before I buy it. I checked this time too, and I thought I was safe, but it was actually the last pages that ruined it for me.

I wanted to read the liberation and empowerment of Ariadne, her conversion from the naive, discarded princess to the triumphant Libera, the ascendant goddess whose name literally means free; the woman who latched hold of a once in a lifetime opportunity and carved a place for herself in the halls of Olympia after her lover, Theseus, abandoned her to starve to death on the shores of Naxos; the Libera who watched, enthroned, as her would-be killer suffered a series of mishaps and fell from grace in the eyes of gods and man.

And were all those mishaps accidents? Or curses? And if so, by whom? Her? Bacchus? Another deity? Is Ariadne foolish or cunning, haughty or generous, vengeful or forgiving? There are so many routes her story can go. However, this book does not take the route of the empowered Libera. It has a negative character arc, which - again - is fine, just not for me. Unless it's about the protagonist turning into the villain in which case it's 100% for me.

Other books I'm currently reading because I do not read one book at a time: Francine Rivers's The Lady's Mine; Agatha Christie's And Then There Were None; Tom Baker's Scratchman; James Patterson and Emily Raymond's The Girl in the Castle; and Jacqueline Rayner's Legends of Camelot.

And don't get me started on the endless list of ongoing manga/manhua I read monthly.

currently watching: Nothing really. I've been meaning to watch the latest season of You. And I've rewatched a couple Doctor Who eps for research (fanfic) purposes. But I don't really watch tv anymore, at least I don't regularly follow any tv shows like I used to.

currently consuming: electrolyte water as prescribed

currently craving: Food. I'm hungry but I don't want to cook. But guess who promised to cook today? Me.

@iceinherheart-kissonherlips @livingdeadblondequeen @expelliarmus @wibblyowzah @whogirl42 @benoitblanc @nostalgia-tblr @watson-emma @clarabosswald

#thanks for tagging <3 #text #personal #long post #and i do know bacchus is the roman name for dionysus but bacchus and ariadne just has a nicer ring to it #most people just name their ships and books and move on; one day i too will learn the skill of brevity #but today is clearly not that day

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Tagged by @spacewives-in-spacetime!!!! Thank you I love saying things thank you for the opportunity to do so <3

Three ships: River Song/Rose Tyler (and all other nounpolycule combos but I, Tumblr user riverrose, do not shut up about riverrose. Shocking, I know.), Rumbelle (listen. I would be a different person if Emilie de Ravin had not become a regular on OUAT), and let's go Percabeth since they were my intro to fandom being a thing that exists.

Last song: Began writing this to Love Like Woe by The Ready Set, ended it listening to Drag is Magic by Nina West. Currently listening to my "every upbeat song that was in my music library the day I created this playlist" playlist as I work on latework.

Last movie: Antman! Genuinely a solid 90%+ of the movies I watch are Thursday movie nights with Eliza lmao

Currently reading: Define "reading"? Books I would claim to be reading at the moment include Trail of Lightning by Rebecca Roanhorse, Yiddishkeit: Jewish Vernacular & the New Land, The Talmud: A Biography by Harry Freedman, Le Petit Prince in the original French, and a collection of essays on spider evolution. In practice? I am skimming my reading for my history class and my evolution class just thoroughly enough to get by.

Currently watching: Once Upon A Time (my first time rewatching his early episodes since deciding I don't actually hate Hook so so so so so so so so so much and he is in fact a meow meow), Dexter, and the Doctor Who episode Mummy On The Orient Express - I mean I am watching Doctor Who and have not watched the same episode 4 times in the last like 3 weeks. Don't look at me. Also I am theoretically watching Lost but we'll see when I have the brain power to continue it.

Currently consuming: Trail mix! Specifically I'm picking out the wasabi peas which will inevitably lead to me being whiny about not having any wasabi peas in my trail mix later.

Currently craving: A six cheese bagel with garden veggie shmear like I'm craving every waking moment. Obviously. Also craving rewatching the 1996 Moll Flanders mini series staring Alex Kingston.

Uuuuuuh I believe this is supposed to be tag 9 people?: @zaricats, @ashdoesfandom, @regenderate, @godlovesdykes, @berylgrace, @tenteen, @quantumshade, @lesbiandonnanoble, and @lesbiantwelve

#to those who may not recognize this url my main is fab-wolf-in-the-gloom lmao #and if that doesn't ring a bell either I'm Eleventoo Enjoyer in the Doctor Achoo server despite not being super active lol #help My Alien by Simple Plan came on while I was tagging people #the way I didn't need to use this many fucking words <3 not shutting up in my passion <3 #kasteraxilkemeryapheshexerindaikyat.pdf #<- help I got so confused trying to find that tag because I forgot I spent hours on a thoughtful Teegarden Gallifreyan name #instead of just sticking with ''completely fucking insufferable''#briefly considered saying Ganger!Eleven/River/Rose because it's one of the ship tags that I was the first (only still) person in #and also because Eleventoo is my baby boy. Guy who deserves more love.

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I went somewhere once at 2 AM, a particularly dark place with lots of hurt energy. I´d seen a shadowperson before as well as objects that move themselves etc. but I chocked it all up to me being stressed or sleep deprived and didn´t really believe in ghosts. I started getting nauseated once we got on the road to the complex and once I saw a shadowperson on the steps I was like, let´s gtfo here please bc it felt as though it had been expecting us and I got CHILLS. The person I was with saw it too. I ended up getting flu sick and until we saged the house I was getting sicker by the minute. The moment we saged and told it essentially to gtfo my sinuses cleared up as if I´d never been sick in my life. It made me a believer, but I still don´t believe in traditional ghosts. I believe in parallel worlds and that certain places and certain times have certain windows a person can tap into depending on their sensitivity that day or in general. That being said, I don´t think a ¨ghost¨ is an embodiment of someone who has died. I think it´s a mass of energy governed by its influence(r)s, such as the emotional energy of the room or a memory or desire that occurred in the space, the time of day, etc. I think these energies require sensitive matter to become more material: worn objects or structures, water, or sensitive person(s).

Given the place´s history, part of me thinks that energy was desperate for a healer--but I don´t know if to transform it, commune with it, or be consumed by it. The window opened for it, and it found company, victim, or conduit; to this day, I don´t know, but I still see shadowpeople occasionally, and I chock them up to travelers caught or appearing in quirky spacetime windows. The one where I´m at can affect matter but generally doesn´t. It used to lie beside me at night and watch me from the window when I´d leave the house, but I never got malignant feelings from it. But I did from the one we saw urbexing, who I never saw follow us home but we (both!) certainly felt its manipulative intentions all over us.

Moral of the story: Don´t urbex without a full stomach, a good night´s sleep, and some protective trinkets in your pocket. Watch your thoughts and be careful about what you do and say in the location you go to and shower and sage when you get home. Stay safe, everyone and happy almost Halloween (the time during which the veil is the thinnest it gets all year)!

truly crazy to read!! i hope it wast just lonely, and waiting for friends or something not very nefarious. though even that is very sad and tragic in its own way. i also always wondered if cleansing with sage was a myth or not, but it's bizarre that it like, instantly healed you. makes you stop and think at least. i don't know what to make of it really. also i loveeee ur theory on ghosts lol slightly off topic but if you ever write a horror novel based around it - i'd so be down to read it. my friend doesn't think theyre dead loved ones, she thinks theyre beings from other dimensions that sometimes slip into our world. so a little like what you said. i always think shadow ppl are bc of my exhaustion/mental illness, but who knows. theres been stories about them forever. also, IDK how you found the courage to lie beside a presence at night, even if it wasn't malignant. i would need all the lights on and tv on and to call my mother lmfao. thank you for sharing, and happy (almost) halloween! i hope you have a lovely night.........x

#anon #ghost stories

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nerd-network1 · 9 months

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Could the Big Bang Have Come From Nothing?

Throughout centuries, as we advance further in this exploration of the dust of which we, and the entire universe, are made, one mystery still echoes through time. How can something arise from nothing? All the laws of physics that scientists have previously developed state that energy cannot be created without another force acting upon it. (Newton’s First Law, Newton’s Third Law, The First Law of Thermodynamics, etc.) However, by formulating the theory of the Big Bang, we directly contradict the laws that have been set in stone for ages and have proved to be concrete and unwavering in their demonstrations of the universe. So, that leads us to our question: how did the Big Bang occur from nothing?

The most common misconception is that nothing is truly nothing. In philosophy, the idea of “nothing” is defined as the complete absence of everything. Therefore, from a philosophical standpoint, the Big Bang arising from that form would be perplexing. But alas, this is not philosophy. When it comes down to physics, quantum field theory details “nothing” as the ground state, or the vacuum, where other physical phenomena are characterized. To put it bluntly, to say that the absence of distinguishable matter is nothing could not be further from the truth. Over eras, a wide variety of esteemed scientists have attempted to tackle this idea of something occupying the supposed “empty space” (Einstein, Maxwell, Heidegger, Dirac). Still, what is in this “nothing” that is spoken?

One of the founding fathers of physics coined the phrase, “Every action has an equal and opposite reaction.” With every push comes a pull, much like how every quark has an antiquark, or every neutrino has an antineutrino, or matter has antimatter. Alternatively, quantum mechanics is an entirely different ballpark, being as incomprehensibly minute as the particles are. By now, we know that many of the pre-existing laws that govern our understanding of physics are disregarded when it comes to this uncharted territory. That being said, when matter and antimatter collide, for example, they obliterate each other in a spark of energy, meaning they create and destroy energy in this process, despite what the law of conservation of energy illustrates.

Keep in mind, all of this is existing in a “vacuum,” which is ironic because it is not empty nor all-consuming. This vacuum corresponds directly with spacetime and contains fluctuations in energy. The fluctuations are essentially the instances where particles and their inverse counterparts collide, appearing and disappearing in bursts of energy. Not only is that how the Big Bang occurs through “nothing,” but also how the particles that prompt it are made. However, in our minds, we find ourselves putting everything within this comprehensible box. Anything can be traced back to its origin and then traced back further. So, if the particles can interact with one another within the spacetime vacuum, then how did spacetime form before that?

Make sure it is noted that at this point before the Big Bang, the universe was not vast and expanding. Everything existed within a singularity and, as impossible as it seems, there was nothing outside of that singularity. To better understand this theory, the universe essentially created itself as it grew, similar to coloring on a coloring sheet, except as you go, the paper materializes with you, too. Prior to the Big Bang, there was a singularity in which quantum fluctuations occurred. Eventually, the particles happened to get the right combination at the right time, and, within seconds, we had our universe.

The most common theistic argument against the Big Bang is that the odds of every single detail being so fine-tuned and meticulous are slim to none. That in itself must point to a Creator, because how could the universe arbitrarily design something as precise as our world? However, no one gets anything right the first time. Think of it like this: During a thunderstorm, millions of raindrops hit the earth. One happens to land exactly in the top hole of an anthill. The ants inside are not going to be considering the millions of other raindrops crashing against the ground, but only that this raindrop was able to land so perfectly. Now take this analogy and instead of raindrops, alter it to an infinite number of quantum particles and imagine the anthill as our universe.

Although it is absurd to compare mankind to ants, all of quantum mechanics is just as outrageous as that, if not more so. Even the greatest physicists of all time admitted to its irrationality, with Richard Feynman stating, "I think I can safely say that nobody really understands quantum mechanics," and Albert Einstein coining the subject itself as "spooky action at a distance." Our minds are so limited to what we can see, while all of particle physics is what we can't see. To be successful in the field is to throw out all that seems logical and accept that we can comprehend only a fraction of the observable universe. After all, in physics, sometimes nothing is everything.

#physics #astronomy #cosmology #bigbang #sheldon cooper #science #big bang theory #young sheldon

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What does it mean to be alive?

Well Jack can't even begin to answer the question, because he doesn't know what being alive means anymore. He's dead.

Right?...

[TW: Jack's death, exestential descriptors revolving around dying/death, corpse imagery, and a brief description of vomiting.]

Silence.

Wrapping around his bones, burying its roots between the frail cracks father time caused. Filling his lungs, consuming the space, suffocating the notion that air could ever re-enter again. Tangling around his veins, pretty like lace, decorating the delicate wires that gave him life, then pulling tight, sharp like barbwire.

There's nothing behind his eyes, nothing between his ears. His tongue has ceased, the muscle limp and useless. The last time he saw the sun, he saw fire. The last time he smelled fresh air, he smelled ash. The last time he spoke, his words fell on deaf ears. Now there's nothing.

Now there's silence.

Silence, and darkness. They've become one, a demonic joke taunting him.

There used to be something in the early days of this infinite silence, something better. There was a light, consuming the darkness, lifting his body, like he was weightless. The space around him never changed, it remained a white vois and his body kept rising, flying high into the abyss, never reaching its destination. Sometimes he felt what he thought were rain drops, and his skin became their deep puddles, rippling with each droplet's fall. He never saw them, nor did he get wet, but the delicate ricochet caressing his body was familiar; it felt like the rain back home.

Then, without any explanation, the lights went out. The white turned into something beyond just black - it became nothing. He couldn't touch, he couldn't see, he couldn't even acknowledge the very essence of existence, it was just a dull nothingness, drilling into whatever insignificant miniscule spark of life still clung to the universe he once lived in. Memories melted away, hopes and desires turned to ash, and the motivations that built him into the man he was collapsed, turning to dust.

If he could ask questions - if he even knew what questions were and why a person would ask anything and what it meant to propose such curiosities in the pursuit of answers - he might go beyond the obvious. Who was he, what did he like, what did he hate, they were all surface level. Sure, they were foundations to building an image, but it didn't dig deep enough. If he had a consciousness that could ponder his nonexistence, he'd ask something specific, something only he would want to know, and no one else. He'd ask a question so powerful, it could, potentially, reignite his soul, and burn a blaze to the infinite depression which surrounded him.

But he couldn't do that, because in his realm of nonexistence, where consciousness felt as frail and weak as a whisper in a tornado, what even were questions?

Ironic, it seemed.

What even was irony?

Death bonds the existence of flesh and souls, and proves that there's more beyond the physical reality, beyond the spacetime, matter and energy that makes life real. Death, in all its glory, allows there to be more. It's through the decay of flesh that life may rise, proving how delicate a heartbeat is, and how powerful actions are.

Death is terrifying, but for those still alive, it can be beautiful. They don't know what's to come yet, and that unknown which inflicts spine-chilling fear, it pushes them to act. To laugh, to cry, to fall in love, to break hearts, to exist and take for granted every second that there is an existence.

They can't hear the silence. Not yet.

Death.

Silence.

Rain…

He misses the rain. He misses the cold crawling over his skin, and the craters filling with water as the sky tears open, pouring an ocean over the planet. He misses running through the mossy green forest a few miles behind his home, arms out wide touching the soaked leaves and tall grass and trees. He misses the squelching mud beneath his shoes, thick enough to grab his foot, toiling to keep him stuck, if even only for half a second. He misses pushing his hair out of his face, realising just in the knick of time he's at the edge of the cliff before Tangled-Shimalayan drop. He misses looking down, wondering what the fall might feel like–

Then he realises, those are pieces of a memory.

To miss something - anything, let alone a specific moment in time, means he has feelings, and emotions, and a consciousness that can store them. To know a place, or the feeling of a touch, it means there's something to know and be.

The silence that's been his only loose concept of existence is, itself, dying, and in its wake gives way for his life.

He had a life. He had a body, and a soul, and a family, and friends, and enemies, and…

Jack. John? No, Jack. Definitely Jack.

Handsome Jack.

There's an electrifying pulse reverberating throughout his body, and suddenly he's plunged into existence. He gasps abruptly, sitting up in a flash and sputtering out a painful, jagged chorus of coughs, heavily panting when he's able to catch a breath. His eyes are on fire, absorbing the intense colours filling his line of sight. It's all blurry for the first few minutes, but even with only the pixelated shapes, it's too much.

His heart is beating, he can feel it in his throat, like he's being beaten over and over again with a steel pipe, and oh god…oh no, oh fuck–

He turns to his side to throw up violently, and tumbles off the metal table he'd been laid upon. He lands with a hard thud against the cold tiles, hands holding him up, and without any sort of control, lets loose the thick, chunky black mold that's been filling the contents of his stomach. It comes out like a waterfall, and the smell is putrid, like something has been rotting away for years.

There's a faint voice behind him. If he wasn't so bewildered by the overwhelming existence his body found itself to be in, he might have heard:

"You still sure resurrection was a good idea?"

#handsome jack #borderlands #borderlands fanfiction #Borderlands 2 #Borderlands 3 #Rhack #im tagging rhack bc the au will be rhack oops sorry #my fic

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hergan416 · 1 year

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I posted 4,299 times in 2022

That's 1,437 more posts than 2021!

108 posts created (3%)

4,191 posts reblogged (97%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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I tagged 2,148 of my posts in 2022

Only 50% of my posts had no tags

#ygo - 522 posts

#op - 296 posts

#art rec - 293 posts

#seto kaiba - 196 posts

#one piece - 179 posts

#trafalgar law - 139 posts

#hergie rps - 110 posts

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Longest Tag: 139 characters

#sometimes doctors are lazy or take shortcuts or are biased but sometimes they are kind people who help you through stressful terrible stuff

My Top Posts in 2022:

Further feeling like my initial thoughts about fandom culture and especially the pro/anti debate were not unfounded.

Haven't even gotten to the uncensored manuscript and I'm already seeing parallels.

This is one of the critical responses quoted in the forward to the published version of the book:

Why go grabbing in muck-heaps? The world is fair, and the proportion of healthy-minded men and women to those that are foul, fallen, or unnatural is great. Mr. Oscar Wilde has again been writing stuff that were better unwritten; and while The Picture of Dorian Gray, which he contributes to Lippincott's, is ingenious, interesting, full of cleverness, plainly the work of a man of letters, it is false art--for its interest is medico-legal; it is false to human nature--for its hero is a devil; it is false to morality--for it is not made sufficiently clear that the writer does not prefer a course of unnatural iniquity to a life of cleanliness, health, and sanity. The story--which deals with matters only fitted for the Criminal Investigation Department or a hearing in camera [out of public scrutiny]--is discreditable alike to author and editor. Mr. Wilde has brains, and art, and style; but if he can write for none but outlawed noblemen and perverted telegraph boys, the sooner he takes to tailoring (or some other decent trade) the better for his own reputation and the public morals.

-Unsigned notice of The Picture of Dorian Gray, Scots Observer, July 5, 1890; rpt. in Oscar Wilde: The Critical Heritage, ed. Beckson, pp. 68-69.

Why do people, then and now, lack so much nuance?

Dorian Gray starts out relatable. But Wilde ensures that by the end he has done worse than what most readers would imagine themselves capable. Even if we were to live in a society in which it was ok to simply do whatever we wanted with no consequences, most of us would not want to kill, or to cheat, or to lie, or drive another to suicide with our words, or descend into the kind of self-destructive paranoia that consumes Dorian Gray.

Can we not read this book like a tragedy? Why must we assume the protagonist is a hero? Why is it we expect morality to be spoonfed to us in literature? Why must a book contain a moral lesson at all? Why can't a book exist for the artistry? The way it makes you think? The way it makes you reexamine yourself and your place in the world?

I'm sad we haven't changed in hundreds of years. But, I suppose, I'm not surprised.

18 notes - Posted September 9, 2022

Now that authors are revealed, here's the obligatory "I wrote it!" post.

I participated in the Dark Pride of Dimensions discord server's "Dark Valentines of Dimensions" Gift Exchange this year, and got to write for the fantastic @kaibacorpintern.

Title: Heartsick

Rated: G

Tags: Prideshipping (Yami Yugi/Atem | Seto Kaiba), Seto Kaiba, Atem, Isono, Sugoroku Muto, Mokuba Kaiba, Post-Dark Side of Dimensions, COVID-19, phone calls & telephones, anxiety, work skin

Summary: It's 2021, and Seto Kaiba finally returned from a ten year voyage through spacetime with his longtime rival in his arms. His trip to Aaru was a success.

However, there's no time to celebrate in a world that has changed so drastically in the time since he left.

Excerpt

“Kaiba.”

There was static on the other line, as the caller hesitated to speak. Kaiba thumbed towards the end call button, but stopped when a familiar voice greeted him.

"Mr. Kaiba, this is Sugoroku Muto.” Seto blinked. “Atem, the uh Pharaoh, knocked on my door today with your number in his…” Sugoroku hesitated for a second before settling on “pocket.”

...

“May I speak to him?” Seto interrupted. He’d been able to communicate then. Maybe he could continue to do so now.

“Sure,” Sugoroku said. There was a shuffling sound as the phone was passed to Atem.

“Hello.” Atem’s voice sounded in Kaiba’s ear, and Kaiba confirmed that whatever language Atem spoke, he could understand him. Other than that, his thoughts had gone blank, and his chest clenched in anticipation.

“Hello,” he replied dumbly in Ancient Egyptian. “How are you doing?”

Read it on AO3.

21 notes - Posted February 16, 2022

So I'm rewatching One Piece with my friend. We are watching the fumimation dub because of accessibility reasons, which is a new experience for me because my initial watch through was the sub (is? Obviously it's ongoing)

Anyway we just finished Arlong Park and I'm having thoughts about many things, but especially Sanji and also zosan as a ship.

I forgot how much of an actual dipshit Sanji is verbally to Zeff and the cooks and everyone. It's sort of easy to gloss over in the subs, but the swearing in the dub is way more jarring. But Sanji undoubtedly cares about them still. Immensely.

I remember making an offhand comment when Sanji gets so distracted worried about Zoro's wounds from Mihawk that he takes a hard punch in his fight against the guy he's facing (I forget his name, forgive me): something like "remember when Sanji cared about Zoro?"

[To be fair, Sanji takes big risks for everyone but Usopp during that fight, so it's not just Zoro, and I don't think his actions are intended to be read shippy (Usopp is elsewhere, so he has no reason to help him.) I think this is meant to further establish Sanji's kindness and specific morality, which is narratively both his strength and his weakness, just like Zoro getting lost or Nami with money.]

But then later Sanji is biting at Zoro, and maybe it's the English helping me out, because I know calls Zoro a shitty swordsman in both, but it seems WAY more endearing, way more like how Sanji is with Zeff than being openly hostile as I had initially interpreted it?

I guess I just find it interesting, an aspect of the ship I hadn't thought about before? Like zosan always felt like one of those ships I like because of the fandom. There is a lot of good content for it, but a lot of it feels truly transformative, breathing a different life into the characters than I see on the screen. That's not bad! I honestly like fandom Sanji better than canon Sanji most days, and zosan is part of that.

I'm super curious about what the translation will be like when we get to Sanji's experience during the timeskip. Maybe it's me projecting or reading in too far or wishful thinking because I want Sanji to not be Like That.

Anyway makes me want to write and explore Sanji's character (again). But like, don't expect anything I'm busy af 😂

37 notes - Posted July 1, 2022

Who the fuck bandaged Zoro like that? Why is he with Sanji?

Law fucking had him. They disappeared and now Zoro is bandaged like a fucking cross and Sanji has him.

Did Law treat him like that and then give him to Sanji? Or did he just dump him on Sanji and call it a fucking day and Sanji did...whatever?

One thing we do know...Law ships zosan.

92 notes - Posted September 25, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

So I have gotten to a part in The Picture of Dorian Gray where the neighborhood Picadilly is mentioned. I am also doing Dracula Daily, and so the fact that there is a foot note regarding Picadilly is interesting to me. Because well...*motions at the burglary at the Picadilly House*

Apparently, this is a preeminent street, filled with fashion and high members of society, which all tracks with the difficulties the Dracula guys face entering it and sealing away the soil in the boxes.

....but also, Picadilly is apparently famous for male prostitutes.

Dracula would have been much different if this knowledge were available to our protags, I think.

151 notes - Posted October 7, 2022

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