Being A 17776 Fan Feels Like Chewing Drywall. Guys. Guys This Story Ostensibly About American Football

I am going to be so normal about this

>PIONEER 10 CONSOLE< C:\>run EVENTS.EXE ~~~~~Events Calendar~~~~~ –Today– March 2nd, 2024: Happy Birthday to Pioneer 10! –Upcoming– April 14th, 2024: Happy Launchday to the JUpiter ICy moons Explorer! April 24, 2024: Happy Birthday to the Hubble Space Telescope!!! November 8th, 2024: Happy Birthday to Pioneer 9!

Day 1 Update: the internet in my town failed and was not working all day, so i was unable to boop. my dearest apologies.

(sorry for switching up the blog, im a bad tumblrer) WHAT IS THIS SUPER BOOP YOU HAVE GIVEN ME

feel free to boop me <3

are you

older than you favourite fictional character

younger than them

the same age

idk if they’re older or younger than me

i don’t have a favourite fictional character/results

im indulging myself in this cleaner whiteboard style

Every year Since like 2022 I reread 17776 and I havent yet this year and for a few months it was just cause I wanted to be patient (I think last year or the year before I read it in like January) but I started again in March and my master plan was to read it in my downtime in school but then our school got destroyed by a tornado and I just kinda stopped and I find that funny

Foobaw. Foobaw. Foobaw. Foobaw. Foobaw. Foobaw. Foobaw. Foobaw. Foobaw. Foobaw. Foobaw. Foobaw. Foobaw. Foobaw. Foobaw. Foobaw. Foobaw. Foobaw. Foobaw. Foobaw.

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Mmmm. 17776 might be one of the few utopian pieces of fiction I can actually see as beautiful and a world I wouldn’t mind living in. I think it’s because tragedy exists within it. And it’s mundane tragedy and also tragedy that is physically incomprehensible to us, who WILL die one day, but very much emotionally comprehensible because it stretches out tragedy’s scope and bounds and who can be considered tragic (the sunken city of New York, where everyone survived but the city is still gone. The lightbulb which stayed on for hundreds of years. The concept of being in love and having to be away from each other for 100 years, even though you are quite literally immortal.) like taffy . And still joy exists, and joy- mundane, pleasant, playful joy- is the force pushing continued existence, pushing the sentience of space probes, pushing the desire for us to pointlessly, happily, play