Unsolved Mysteries

I love these. Also whoops on the name, I'm always bad with those.

Systins my beloved. Is it like a monkey's paw sorta deal or?

Imagine eating fibs like a Roman Emperor and going crazy from led poisoning.

The Skyrazers be giving me ultrakill vibes, like you would run around one in a level or something like that lol.

What sorta weird creatures exist in Dust to Dawn? Speeding up evolution is bound to produce something funny.

Renamed that to 'New Millennium'

Some funky critters n such ive conceptualized recently:

-Systins, mythological(?) creatures said to inhabit ancient technology and the Datasphere; they are said to grant unimaginable wishes, but only according to a set of varying nonsense rules (not spec bio realy but i wanted to mention it :3) -Fibs, a sort of asexually reproducing fig which is very sweet, because of the lead-based toxins it sequesters into its fruits (thus 'fib' bc the sweet is a lie)

-Skyrazers, living towers which walk across Medimaria (formerly 'North America'), on legs of rubble animated by synthetic muscle built by nanotechnology and micro-scale robotic self-repair units. The original walking tower was a type of experimental arcology which in the Doom sought resources to sustain its precious cargo, and so uprooted itself in search of water. It has since mitosis'd into several daughters

Map of my current fantasy world, Theia. The one on the top is an updated version of the map with some improved borders, bottom is a more outdated version of the map, but with accompanying lore, though I'll fully update everything in the future. Main premise is that the world is undergoing a cold war between major mago-industrial powers with one story I'm working on taking place within the Io Consortium, which is an unstable megacorporate state being fought over by the Demonic Confederacy and the Avalonian Empire.

reblog if your name isn't Amanda.

2,121,566 people are not Amanda and counting!

We’ll find you Amanda.

You’ve have been visited by the Comfy Spot Pyukumuku.

You will be blessed with lazy, cozy times, but only if you reblog and comment:

“sit tight pyuku”

the tumblr experience is that you're flirting with a local trans girl for a week or two and are just about to schedule a date except then her blog gets nuked before you can add each other on discord and then the broken tumblr search makes it impossible to find her new blog

anyway uhh mae if you see this hiiiiiii 👉👈 i still really wanna go to the reptile zoo with youuuu

These fucking essays I have to write for my animation bachelors degree man

The power of stealing a name.

“Jerboa”

The quaint rodent, the unique and lovable creature. Famous for its amusing and impressive skill at leaping and bouncing. An iconic species of the deserts of North Africa.

The first French nuclear bomb in the Sahara: Named after the jerboa.

France, in its imperial occupation of North and West Africa, used colonial Algeria’s Saharan landscape as the site of its first tests. The very first nuclear bomb unleashed by France, detonated on 13 February 1960, was Gerboise Bleue. The day before the bomb was detonated, French troops visited Algerians living in the test region, giving local residents chain necklaces to be worn. France detonated the bomb. Then French troops went back to collect the necklaces, which were actually measuring devices, meant to detect effects of the bomb. The French troops collected the data. But they didn’t tell the Algerian locals that they had just been poisoned, some of them fatally. They didn’t warn Algerians about the long-term effects of fallout, or what radiation would do to them, as residual poisoning continued to kill for decades. For many years, local people would harvest abandoned metals from testing sites, to refashion into jewelry, shelter, and other items. The French government knew that the remnants were toxic, but still failed to warn residents. After hundreds of thousands died in over 7 years of war, Algeria gained independence from France in 1962. Even afterwards, France detonated another 13 bombs in Algeria. The French government would not pass legislation providing compensation for victims of its nuclear bomb testing until 2010.

“Aldebaran”

The conspicuous orange-hued star Aldebaran. The seasonal arrival of this star, visible in the sky, has auspicious meaning. Especially in Polynesia where the stars, constellations, are sometimes referred to as “the roof of voyaging.” Stars guide oceanic navigation, and also guide food cultivation and harvest. For centuries and for many cultures across many islands across these seas, when the star became visible, would reemerge after an absence, the heliacal rising of Aldebaran in the skies of the tropical South Pacific signaled the beginning of the growing season for breadfruit, a quintessential resource across the Pacific and an iconic staple food. Breadfruit, of pivotal importance to food, sustenance. Aldebaran arrives, food can be cultivated.

Aldebaran brings life.

The first French nuclear bomb in Polynesia: Named Aldebaran.

After Algeria formally gained independence, France brought their weapons to imperial “possessions” in the South Pacific, to so-called “French Polynesia.” In May 1963, about 300 French personnel arrived at Moruroa, where 50,000 cubic meters of coral reef were obliterated to build access channels for the scientific/military infrastructure at what was designed as a testing/study site. Eventually, in the 1960s, over 10,000 French personnel and settlers (including civilian entrepreneurs and real estate developers) arrived in French Polynesia. The first bomb, detonated on 2 July 1966, was Aldebaran. French personnel recorded the environmental effects of radiation poisoning and fallout, but despite the immediate and extreme danger to Indigenous Polynesians, the French government did not declassify the results of those environmental studies until nearly 2010. By 1996, France had test 193 nuclear bombs in Polynesia. No victim officially compensated until after 2010. After the detonation of the bomb Aldebaran, over 400 kilometers away, drinking water at the notable island Mangareva contained 6 times the average amount of radiation; soil contained 50 times more radiation; unwashed garden vegetables contained 666 times more radiation; and, 3 months later, the rain falling on Mangareva contained 11 million times more radiation than the expected amount.

Thunderstorms, carrying poison. People hundreds of kilometers away had to hide from the rain.

Aldebaran brings death.

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The scale of the insult. To appropriate names, important to a culture, to a place, and then to ascribe those same names to the weapons that would then literally rain death upon those same people and landscapes.

look at this fuckin bird

gambling with angels is easy. they can't lie but they have addictive personalities; it's easy to clean them out then make them divulge secrets about the business of heaven to call your bets. my dad used to say "hey, watch this" and summon angels to play poker with him with a sort of bone flute he inherited from his grandpa, and they'd be holding horseshit and still want to call him. i'm talking "raise on a two pair" level bad at it, but they couldn't stop trying to win. my dad taught me all the secret names of God before i was out of grade school and i would use them to curse my enemies so they came down with leprosy. you can cure leprosy these days but it still sucks, especially for a child. but they had it coming for pissing me off

Ghost Stories is a fantastic anime screwed over by a bad American studio and by bad voice actors. Go watch the original Japanese show.