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Introduction I guess

Hi, name’s Sydney, or Activate, she/he/they, Reddit runaway from the Great Blackout. I worldbuild through art of random nonsense, as well as long rambling lore dumps and short stories about other nonsense.

I’m on Artfight and FlightRising as well.

I’ve got two main worldbuilding projects:

The World of Light and Darkness, a generic fantasy world with dragons and elves and cool stuff like that. Also demi-communism, gang wars, transgender rights, and other fun things. Revolves around classic tropes like prophecies, ancient superweapons, and angels versus demons versus faeries versus dragons. Getting freezer burn in the very, very back of my mind.

The Layered Earth, a weird amalgamation of parallel realities I call kitchen-sink. There’s two flavors of urban fantasy, a bright sci-fi future, a dark sci-fi future, three post-apocalypses, speculative biology in goats, eldritch nonsense, dimensional travel, and a partridge in a pear tree. We’ve got bird-people, we’ve got demonspawn, we’ve got amphibious bulls, and two Englands, and totally not the SCP foundation but Russian, and space whales!

I used to post this kinda stuff on r/worldbuilding, but so much shit went down over there. That’s why I’m here now.

Ask box is open.

Tags for different things:

#worldbuilding - worldbuilding.

#layered earth - specifically my kitchen sink project, absolute nonsense and somewhat in need of a dusting.

#the world of light and darkness & #twolad - my high fantasy project, currently drowning in dust.

#margin beasties - my weird little creatures, named for their origin in the blank spaces of schoolwork

#me running my mouth - wordy stuff

Notable things:

- Literally just this post about how good Coyote Stories is at portraying what it’s like to live in the modern state of the world

- Maybe a poem called Sing a Song for Sixpence

- Its sibling Wild Blue Yonder

- An ongoing series of me being long winded about the Four Winds Albums by the Oh Hellos

- Why is this my most popular post

-The actual hell it happened again

- A poem known as Pinnacle, and the general concept of Broken Arrows and Half Lives

- The introduction to an unfinished scholarly article on the nature of gods

- A quiz to find the Era of Humanity you are most Familiar with. Do be very careful. The gods are not Human.

- Hopefully more to come

I also like isopods, reptiles, animals, embroidery, crochet, and cooking. My fandom side blog is @activate-shadow-of-the-window.

Bigots of all stripes, TERFs, homophobes, racists, ableists, assholes, and all that jazz, stay the bloody hell away.

Diverse creatures of all sorts, LGBTQIA+, POC, people who aren’t assholes, and all that pomp and circumstance, are welcome.

#intro post #pinned post

dispenserofshenanigans

squeezing you like a blåhaj btw

acekoral

Reblog to squeeze prev like a blåhaj

orpheusilver

peeling those sour rainbow gummy strips into long thin strings and putting them into cheap energy drink to create something im calling battery acid spaghetti will update once ive finished it

orpheusilver

dont do this

babblingbranches

cryptcollector

I really hope its not too bad bc i actually love both components.

cryptcollector

it forms a dry skin at the top made of the sour pellets. not a great start.

cryptcollector

tastes really good actually. i also feel like i am about to explode.

cryptcollector

do not do this.

jenjensd

Unanimous consensus: Do not do this

Other people: Hold on I’m about to do this

jenjensd

beeceit-deactivatingsoon-deacti

Rip to y'all, but I'm built different. Trying this tonight

beeceit-deactivatingsoon-deacti

Best I can do with what I have (I'm at work rn)

beeceit-deactivatingsoon-deacti

Oh that is a... fascinating smell

beeceit-deactivatingsoon-deacti

Don't do this

ab-arts

Alright now I’m curious

ab-arts

Didn't have strips so I made what I call battery acid cereal

ab-arts

Don't do this

activatebutterflyshield

Looks more like battery acid ramen (also we used nice, hippie, vegan gummies)

Still, don’t do this. It’s nasty.

💖

Happy pride month!

Hartford Courant, Connecticut, March 9, 1906

stitchthisfiona

Today in niche genres of joke that I can never get enough of and will probably still be secretly thinking about four years later

cleolinda

lotus0kid

pomme-poire-peche

lotus0kid

sashaforthewin

notlikingbestgirl

Out of Touch

hustlerose

Out of Touch Thursday

arbyscurlyfries666-deactivated2

OUT OF TOUCH THURSDAY

snuv

but im out of my head when you’re not around…

rockmilkshake

happy birthday.

saltwatersweets

this is the only out of touch thursday you can reblog this

rabbitkinglune777

better a nigga than a fascist!

rabbitkinglune777

also last self reblog: I love being black

rabbitkinglune777

i love being blackity black

potato-lord-but-not

I’ve been meaning to redraw the cover of Making Money for a hot minute- but animating it was a last minute decision and I was kind of a freak for that. Regardless this is my new favorite thing and I will be staring at it for years

layaart

emotion check: platform decay was good

stormsthatrage

Murderbot fic idea:

Dr. Ratthi goes on a research survey with non-Preservation researchers. They're on a very inhospitable planet, with lots of superstorms and poison gas. They have a little hub that they stay in and do their work from, with short expeditions outside in protective gear.

And then in a stroke of genuine bad luck, their transport off planet, communication relays, and some life support functions are destroyed in a storm. Almost all of them are convinced they're going to starve to death and die.

All of them except Dr. Ratthi, who is completely chill. They dismiss his certainty that they'll be rescued as him just being a naive optimist from a backwater polity who doesn't know the first thing about real life.

He keeps insisting, "Oh, don't worry, my friends will come get us!" Even though they'll run out of water and food before anyone even notices that something is wrong.

And then in the middle of the fourth day after the accident, during yet another superstorm, someone knocks on the entrance.

It's straight out of a horror movie. They should be alone on this planet. They should be alone. There is a deadly storm outside. Nothing human can be out there, and yet something is at their door.

They know it's not a rescue. A rescue would be coming from off-planet, and there is no one, nothing, that would have the calculation ability to safely navigate a hopper through those winds -

And while they're almost all frozen, processing their terror and the implications, Dr. Ratthi jumps up, and goes to cycle the habitat's airlock to let whatever it is in. He's all happy golden-retriever energy, all "I told you my friends were coming! I can't wait for you to meet them!"

And before anyone can stop him -

Two SecUnits enter. Two SecUnits that have to be rogue, based off of their literally everything.

This really does feel like the start of a horror movie, or maybe the middle of a horror movie, complete with the scene where a dumbass lets the monster in, but then -

One of the SecUnits immediately starts yelling at Ratthi about stupid planets and stupid lowest-bidder equipment and stupid safety protocols and stupid humans who accept stupid research missions.

The other is like. "We should leave soon. The transport is irate, and the longer we spend here, the less concerned it will be with our comfort when it calculates our ascent through the atmosphere."

And that's how Dr. Ratthi's colleagues find out that this guy, this naive-from-middle-of-nowhere guy, somehow has best friends who are overprotective constructs. And at least one of those friends may have chipped him like a dog.