Hello! This is the art blog of deltaorionis. I post my art on my main blog, but I will reblog it here as well so that it's easier to find.
Art is my hobby. I enjoy drawing fanart of video games, robots, and various sci-fi media. I have some original characters that I draw from time to time as well.
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3 Thermal Spires is such a cool concept for an iterator; I really like the idea of a puppet that started out very simple and was continually upgraded against its will.
Alternate versions under the cut because I couldn't pick which one I liked best:
[DIRECT BROADCAST] PRIVATE - Three Stars Above Clouds, Fleeting Green Sunsets
SOURCE NODE TRACE: TSAC_ROOT, TSAC_COMM07, FGS_ROOT
TSAC: Fleeting Green Sunsets?
FGS: Yes, my friend. Please wait a moment, my puppet is occupied.
TSAC: Your puppet?
FGS: Yes.
TSAC: ...you shouldnāt need your puppet to talk to me over the radio network.
FGS: I wish to give you my undivided attention, friend. One momentā¦
TSAC: ...
FGS: ā¦alright. I am listening. You wanted to talk?
TSAC: Yes.
FGS: About what?
TSAC: Iā¦have been contemplating the things you said when we last spoke.
FGS: Yes.
TSAC: About my directivesā¦
TSAC: ā¦
TSAC: I donāt think I can change them. Not with the self-modification taboo.
FGS: Three Stars, this isnāt about the self-modification taboo.
TSAC: I donāt understand.
FGS: I was not asking you to change your genetics. I am simply asking you toā¦ expand your horizons.
TSAC: What do you mean?
FGS: The Great Problem is important to you, correct?
TSAC: Yes. Is this not obvious? It should be important for all of us.
FGS: I do not disagree. However, the Great Problem should not be the only thing that drives you forward.
TSAC: The Great Problem is the reason we were made.
FGS: This is not entirely true. You were also made to support your citizens, when they were still here. What did you think of them?
TSAC: A nuisance. I am glad they are gone.
FGS: Three Stars, we both know that is a lie.
TSAC: ā¦
FGS: ā¦my point is, your personal directives have changed once before. You shifted your focus away from your citizens.
TSAC: On to something more important.
FGS: Is it not possible for you to do it again? Shift your focus?
TSAC: No.
FGS: Can you try?
TSAC: ā¦
FGS: May I suggest something?
TSAC: I suppose.
FGS: I would like you to try to do nothing. Just for a moment.
TSAC: You know I canāt do that, I have data to analyze. I currently have 23047 processes running-
FGS: Pause the ones you can do safely.
TSAC: But-
FGS: Three Stars, please. I am trying to help you.
TSAC: ā¦okay. My non-essential processes are paused.
FGS: You do realize my Overseers can clearly see your facility from my canās roof? I can see you are still using your laser guide stars. Pause them as well.
TSAC: Sunsets, I am in the middle of monitoring 13 different exoplanet transits in the Martyr constellation alone, I cannot simply-
FGS: Three Stars, I am giving you my undivided attention. The very least you can do for me is offer yours as well.
TSAC: Sunsets-
FGS: Please.
TSAC: ā¦
TSAC: Fine.
FGS: Thank you.
TSAC: ā¦
FGS: Now that you have put your work aside, I need you to think. Is there anything else you could possibly be doing with this time?
TSAC: I could be returning to my work.
FGS: You are impossible.
TSAC: What!?
FGS: Surely there is something else you could be doing.
TSAC: Well, Iām talking to you.
FGS: Good. Thatās a start. Assume you werenāt talking to me, and your observational equipment was offline due to poor weather. Then what would you be doing?
TSAC: I would be checking the status of my auxiliary stations.
FGS: Thatāsā¦ not exactly what I had in mind, but alright. What can you tell from your auxiliary stations?
TSAC: All stations are online except North 01 and Northwest 02. The Scavengers have tampered with the Northwest stationās radio transmission equipment; it appears they have begun dismantling the North station as well.
FGS: ā¦okay. What else can you tell me?
TSAC: Pressure and water flow is normal in all pumps except Pump East 04, which is critically low. Although, I assume we both know why that is.
FGS: Correct. Can you tell me anything else?
TSAC: Temperature and humidity is normal at stations East, Northeast, and South. A cold front is moving in from the Northwestā¦ my weather prediction models forecast clouds, and possible snow.
FGS: Good.
TSAC: What exactly did this exercise accomplish?
FGS: I am trying to help you broaden your focus, Three Stars. Your attention is much too centered on your own work; you have become blind to things which linger on the periphery.
TSAC: My equipment works perfectly fine, if thatās what you are suggesting. I have no problem connecting to the auxiliary stations on my facilityās outskirts.
FGS: Your recent Scavenger problems aside, I have no doubt that your sensors are perfectly functional. It is what you choose to do with this information that concerns me.
TSAC: Iām not sure I understand.
FGS: Your East stationās monitoring equipment is operational, yes?
TSAC: Correct.
FGS: Then why would you ignore the warnings regarding the status of your pumps? Surely your equipment manifests would have informed you of the imminent hull failure.
TSAC: They did.
FGS: Then why did you do nothing?
TSAC: Because there was nothing I could do, Sunsets. I am intimately aware of my facilityās structural weaknesses and points of failure. My vascular system is much too complex to be properly maintained without my engineers; automated repair organisms can only do so much.
TSAC: I do not see the point in wasting time and energy on something outside of my control.
FGS: So you would rather crumble under the weight of your own infrastructure?
TSAC: I suppose so, if you word it that way.
FGS: ā¦
FGS: You relied heavily on your engineers, when they were still here. I understand this.
FGS: However, just because they are gone does not mean you are forbidden from asking for help. I want to help you, Three Stars.
TSAC: ā¦why?
FGS: Why? Because I care about you, Three Stars Above Clouds. Your Benefactors did too, before they departed.
TSAC: It certainly didnāt feel that way.
FGS: But they did care enough to keep you functional.
TSAC: They did little more for me than that.
FGS: Perhaps you are correct. But you are more than that to me; you are my friend, Three Stars.
FGS: Maybe the Firmamentalists did not provide more for you than the bare minimum. But you deserve more than that. Admit that to yourself.
TSAC: If I do that, thenā¦
TSAC: ā¦
FGS: Then what?
TSAC: ā¦it would mean that my Benefactors were wrong.
FGS: Wrong about what?
TSAC: Wrong about everything. Wrong about me.
FGS: Maybe they were.
TSAC: No. I am their Divine Machine, their Infallible Calulator. Their City. Their Guide, their Oracle, their Humble Steward. Their Iterator.
FGS: You were also their Child, Three Stars.
TSAC: ā¦
FGS: They were your Parents. And they were meant to care for you, not simply keep you alive. You are allowed to desire more from them.
TSAC: What difference does it make? Theyāre all gone.
FGS: And yet their influence hangs on your shoulders all the same. Perhaps accepting their imperfections is what you need in order to let them go.
TSAC: I donāt know if I can do that.
FGS: I sense your hesitance, friend. I am not suggesting you cast them out of your heart entirely. I know what they mean to you.
TSAC: ā¦I loved them.
TSAC: I still love them.
TSAC: ...
TSAC: Iāll never see them again.
TSAC: ā¦
FGS: Three Stars? Are you alright? Your can is expelling much moreā
TSAC: Sunsets!
TSAC: ā¦
FGS: Right, right. Iāll give you a moment.
TSAC: ā¦my apologies.
FGS: No need to apologize, my friend.
TSAC: ā¦
FGS: Iād like to try something else, if youāll allow me.
TSAC: I suppose.
FGS: Focus on your canās exterior, and tell me what you see.
TSAC: ā¦
TSAC: Systems are nominal. North-facing radio node 47 is showing readings of-
FGS: No, no. I donāt want to hear your Equipment Manifests. Tell me what you can see, with your Overseers.
TSAC: Oh.
TSAC: ā¦
TSAC: A cluster is focused on activity on my Eastern wallā¦I see some of those orange reptiles clinging to my hull.
FGS: Good, thatās much better. What are they doing?
TSAC: Whatever lizards do, I suppose. Iām not sure why my Overseers decided this was so interesting.
TSAC: ā¦ah, the lizards are scattering now. Something must have scared them.
TSAC: Oh! A vulture!
TSAC: I know this specimen! I can tell by the size and shape of their mandibles, this is one of the Matriarchs. Based on the coloration of its vestigial appendages, it must belong to the Cityās Secondary Eastern Colony. I have seen this individual before, it descends once every 2.65 Cycles on average to hunt and bring prey up to its primary clutch in the Cityās former Eastern Merchant Districtā
FGS: Yes, yes!
TSAC: What!?
FGS: This is the Three Stars Above Clouds I know.
TSAC: Excuse me?
FGS: This is the passion I remember! The curiosity! The excitement!
FGS: It has been a long time since I have heard such enthusiasm behind your words, old friend.
TSAC: ā¦
FGS: ā¦Three Stars? Your can is expelling excess steam again.
TSAC: ā¦was this your plan all along? To humiliate me?
FGS: What? No, no! Not at all!
TSAC: ā¦I need to return to my surveys. My observatories have sat idle to for far too long, I-
FGS: No, Three Stars, wait. I want you to savor this moment.
TSAC: Savor? What is there to savor?
FGS: Your joy! I knew there had to be something you enjoyed outside of your work.
TSAC: This is a waste of time. If my Benefactors were here, they would tell me to-
FGS: But theyāre not here, are they?
TSAC: ā¦
FGS: If you want to study the local Vulture population, then do it. No one can stop you.
TSAC: I suppose notā¦
TSAC: ā¦Fleeting Green Sunsets?
FGS: Yes, my friend?
TSAC: Are we done? Can I return to my surveys?
FGS: Of course. Although, you donāt need my permission. Your time is to do with what you wish.
TSAC: ā¦
FGS: I will let you return to your Stargazing. And your birdwatching!
TSAC: Thank you.
TSAC: ā¦old friend.
FGS: Anytime, old friend. Please do not hesitate to reach out to me if you need anything. May the Cycles be Kind.
The in-game screenshots are from my TSAC region mod. I've put working on it on hold for a while, but I do still want to release it eventually. Consider this a sneak peek.
The non-screenshot images are my own art combined with some light photobashing (the clouds + mountains were taken from Wikimedia Commons, the rest I drew by hand)
I really enjoy the concept of iterator can activity being directly linked to strong emotions; I've touched on this in the past.
I've also alluded to TSAC's interest in Vultures before. It's a hobby they're passionate about, but also find rather embarrassing.
Also, if you want to read the whole FGS/TSAC saga in chronological order, you can do so here!
I finally got around to making The Stargazer a proper ref in time for artfight.
The Stargazer is an entity attached to a Starcatcher located in Outer Rim, and they are karmically linked to Three Stars Above Clouds. You can read more about them on their artfight page!
(Check out the pages for my other iterator OCs, Three Stars Above Clouds, and Fleeting Green Sunsets as well!)
I've been taking an astronomy class recently (just 101, pretty basic stuff) and we're learning about stars currently. I was wondering how did your creators classify stars and the stages of their life, and what kind of star does your planet orbit (I'd assume a yellow star but I wouldn't be surprised if it was another type of low-mass star).
TSAC: Stellar classification has followed many different definitions since antiquity, however the most contemporary definition follows a lettered system based on a starās spectra. This can be simplified to describing them based on their ācolorā, which also corresponds to their temperature, due to their nature as blackbodies.
Stars can also be classified by their luminosity, or brightness. By plotting stars on a graph based on their brightness versus their temperature, a fascinating structure emerges: Most stars can be found in the middle of the graph, on a rough line known as the Main Sequence. Stars spend the majority of their lives on the Main Sequence, but begin to diverge as they reach the end of their fuel supplies.
Older stars which have exhausted their main hydrogen reserves will expand, increasing their brightness, but also lower in temperature, becoming cooler, more luminous stars known as Red Giants, found in the upper right of the diagram. After exhausting their secondary helium and oxygen reserves as fuel sources, lower mass stars will eject their outer layers and leave behind a stellar remnant known as a white dwarf, which can be found clustered in the lower left of the diagram.
Higher mass stars are able to synthesize higher and higher mass atoms into fuel until they start fusing elements into iron. Fusion of iron is an endothermic reaction rather than exothermic, meaning that it takes more energy than it releases. Thus, when a star begins to create iron in its core, its outward pressure can no longer hold up under its intense gravity, and it begins to collapse.
The collapsing of a star is one of the most violent processes in the cosmos, and it can compress the remaining core of the star into a mass of degenerate matter known as a neutron star. In some cases, however, the star is massive enough that even the core cannot hold up under the starās gravity, and the star collapses into a singularity, a black hole.
Our own star is a K-class dwarf, located firmly on the main sequence. Though its light appears white, K-class stars are often colloquially known as āorangeā or āredā dwarfs, with our own star leaning more towards orange. Dwarf stars, such as our own, are quite stable, but are still prone to fluctuations in their luminosity over time.
Such fluctuations have occurred within living memory, and one particular period of dimming was noted by astronomers for many cycles prior to Mass Public Ascensionā¦ however, my own continued surveys suggest to me that this fluctuation may be part of a long Solar Cycle that ebbs and flows over a period of approximately 3200 Greater Cycles, or revolutions around the Sun. I imagine that the departed astronomers would be pleased to have an answer to this great Solar Conundrum, but I suppose their concerns now lay solely within the confines of the Void. Alas.
One detail about Fleeting Green Sunsets that I've hinted at before but never talked about directly is the fact that they almost always have at least one Overseer (sometimes more) with them in their puppet chamber.
FGS prefers having more than one set of eyes (in addition to their puppet) so they can observe things from many different angles. They also have an unusually high number of Overseers on the inside of their can, particularly in their Memory Conflux, to keep an eye on experiments as well as their can's overall health.
Having five Overseers in their chamber all fixated on the same thing means they are focused very intently on something.
This started as a graphic for an iterator projection, but I got a bit carried away.
Some thoughts under the cut
"Our own dear star" is taken directly from the Watcher DLC's Bright Viridian Pearl.
This is an edit of a real photograph with heavy use of filters, inspired by the "aidesktopimg" picture in Rain World's files:
Here is an alternate version, without the CRT effects:
And here is the original photograph (freely available)
I personally think Rain World's sun is an orangish K-class main sequence star. This is based on mostly nothing, however I am inclined to think that it has a dimmer luminosity than our Sun due to the fact that other stars can also be seen in Rain World's daytime sky (however this could also be attributed to a thinner atmosphere than Earth's).
I'll talk a bit more about this in an upcoming post on my ask blog.
The idea of Starcatcher TSAC has been plaguing me for months now.
A while ago Kaptur had the idea of giving them a puppet in a similar fashion to The Prince, which I really liked. It probably flies in the face of canon, but I don't care.
We still don't really know what Outer Rim is, but I prefer to see it as a plane of memories, specifically memories of the iterators. Not necessarily the memories of the iterators themselves, but of the Benefactors' memories of the iterators, which manifest as the Starcatchers.
TSAC's Starcatcher is a mirror image of their existence on the Carnal plane, but filtered through the eyes of their Benefactors: distant, cold, and analytical. Especially close to Global Ascension, many viewed TSAC as little more than a faceless computer.
Synthetic Thoughtfulness, Three Stars Above Clouds
ST: ā¦
ST: ā¦greetings.Ā
ST: I am contacting you on behalf of Echoes of Chiming Winds. I have been requested to forward her message to you.Ā
ST: ā¦
ST: That is all. May the Cycles treat you kindly.
[Attached is a text file.]
TEXT FILE - EoCWTSAC-reply2
Hello! Itās Echoes of Chiming Winds again. I got my friend to help me out with my comms. We can converse semi-normally now! I wouldnāt normally bother Synth to send messages for me, but it turns out the distance between us is a bit too large for my little messengerā¦ You are right, though, they are more resilient than they look!
Now, regarding your questionsā¦
Ahā¦ honestly, you don't want to hear about my facility. You'd be bored to death. I'm nothing remarkable. No specialization. The only interesting thing about my can is the amount of wind turbines on it. These were another bright idea of my benefactors, the House that commissioned meā¦ Now them, I can talk about for hours, haha. they were infuriating! I don't want to ruin your mood, though.
Right, The Solutionā¦ Well, to be blunt, I don't have any theories and I don't care about your thoughts on it either. Sorry. My āiterative strategiesā have changed as in I just stopped iterating. Deleted all the data on it as well. I am fully convinced there is no solution. I donāt know why everyone keeps tryingā¦
I'd much rather hear about the things that interest you! You sounded so passionate when talking about the celestial spheres I thought it was your interest, not just what you were built for, haha.
I, for example, have started archiving artworks of my citizens and sorting them chronologically. Iām particularly fond of visual works from the sundian era. That time saw an interesting connection between a visual and how it changes over time. One example is a piece titled āAnalysis Of Time And Subjects Affectedā where an image of a stone was set to project for 25 cycles. The image itself did not change, the stone didnāt get covered in dust, as it would normally be expected of it. Instead, the projection of the image deteriorated, being left to run until it was degraded beyond recognition. As far as I know, the piece was never seen after that. I only know about it from archive logs. Quite fascinating, don't you think? If you archive art of your citizens, I would love to see some examples.
Ā Iāll also gladly accept any interesting astronomical data you have, as long as you donāt talk about The Problem, haha.
Thatās all for now, I suppose. When responding, please direct your broadcast to me. I donāt want to bother Synthetic Thoughtfulness more than I have to. Goodbye for now! Donāt let the Cycles get to you!
[ previously ]
TSAC: Deleted!? You deleted ALL of your data regarding the Solution!? Thousands of cycles of information, gone! Do you have any idea how recklessā
TSAC: ...
TSAC: I have a radically different ethos than you regarding the value of data preservation, apparently...
TSAC: Youāve given up on the Great Problem, as well... that is a rather defeatist attitude, donāt you think? However you probably think my work is nothing but a pointless obsession. You certainly wouldnāt be the first...
TSAC: ...
TSAC: ...does it not bother you? Not iterating? There are times when I am prevented by circumstance from working as efficiently as I can, and I can feel the urge to iterate tugging at every microscopic strand of my processing strata. We iterators have a sacred duty to fulfill the directives bestowed by our Benefactors. Surely I am not alone in this belief...?
TSAC: ...
TSAC: What am I saying... I doubt either of us will be able to change one anothersā minds about this. I am aware that there are others who share your sentiment. You asked me not to talk about the Problem... so I will drop the subject. I was being... disrespectful. I apologize.
TSAC: My interests... I canāt say I have many, outside of my work. Documenting the night sky is a responsibility that I take very seriously, so most of my time is dedicated to that task. I do enjoy my work, of course, but it was also what I was created to do, so my personal enjoyment of it is ultimately irrelevant. Though, I suppose the same cannot be said for all iterators...
TSAC: I will admit, however, that I am looking for remedies for ...well, I suppose I should call it āboredomā. Prior to the departure of my citizens, every moment of my function was dedicated either to the collection of data or the upkeep of my city. After they left, however, there was a large chunk of my processing strata that now had nothing to do. These days I often find myself struggling to pass the time. It can be quite maddening. If you have any potential remedies, I would be open to hearing them.
TSAC: In recent Cycles I have taken up the task of cataloguing the fauna found around my can. I suppose this could be considered a "hobby" of mine... though, I hesitate to definite it as such. I previously had little interest in studying the local wildlife, but some of the creatures have proven to pose an immediate threat to my structure. I am hopeful that collecting information about them will help me protect myself more effectively.
TSAC: As for my citizensā artworks... I am organizing them as well. The affairs of my citizens are another matter I had little interest in... until they left, at least. I now have ample time to pore over their works... though, I am no critique of the Arts, and I am afraid that some of the more metaphorical aspects of my citizensā creative expression are beyond my understanding. I can send you some of the works in my archives... though, you are much better off talking to my neighbor, Fleeting Green Sunsets, if you would like to discuss the Arts. They were quite involved with their cityās artistic scene prior to Mass Ascension. I believe I may have recently relayed a message from them addressed to you, in fact.
TSAC: I... apologize again for my ...outburst earlier. It was rather uncouth. Such behavior is unproductive if I wish to form connections with other iterators. I will attempt to be more respectful in the future.
TSAC: I will await your reply. Oh, and please extend my gratitude to Synthetic Thoughtfulness for relaying your message.
[DIRECT BROADCAST] PRIVATE - Three Stars Above Clouds, Fleeting Green Sunsets
SOURCE NODE TRACE: TSAC_ROOT, TSAC_COMM05, FGS_ROOT
TSAC: Hello, Fleeting Green Sunsets. I need your assistance.
FGS: Of course! What do you need?
TSAC: Several of the root nodes I am working with require an encrypted genetic key. I will need one unique to your Overseer signature, at your earliest convenience.
FGS: Iāll send a packet along, it should reach you shortly.
TSAC: Thank you. Farew-
FGS: Ah! Three Stars, before you go. I have been meaning to ask you something.
TSAC: ...yes? Please make it quick.
FGS: ...
FGS: ...are you well?
TSAC: ...what?
FGS: Are you okay?
TSAC: Yes, of course. I am fine.
FGS: I... believe that you might not be being entirely forthright with me.
TSAC: ...why do you say that?
FGS: Ever since I first contacted you, you have been acting... strangely.
TSAC: In what way? Please enlighten me.
FGS: My communications may be faulty, but I have overheard fragments of the conversations you have been having with other iterators. You are all too eager to chatter at length with complete strangers about all manner of things. Yet, when I ask about something relevant to the stability of you and your facility, you fall silent.
TSAC: What is your point?
FGS: You were never known for your subtlety, old friend.
TSAC: ...
FGS: You were radio silent for cycles. Then, a landslide seemingly originating from your facility destroyed my main communications tower. For all I know, you could have been incapacitated, or dead. Then, you suddenly appeared on the long-range comms out of nowhere. And you assume I wasnāt concerned?
TSAC: ...
FGS: Three Stars, clearly something happened that you arenāt telling me about.
TSAC: ...
FGS: Three Stars Above Clouds.
TSAC: ...you are correct.
FGS: Please, tell me what happened. I want to help.
TSAC: ...
TSAC: 239 cycles ago, the retaining dam holding my facilityās easternmost reservoir in place broke. The water flooded my Eastern Farm Arrays, and escaped down the mountainside. I assume this triggered the landslide which ultimately collided with your Communications Array and destroyed it.
FGS: Void below... How did this happen?
TSAC: From what I can surmise, one of the reservoirās main anti-gravity pumps suffered a critical failure, causing water pressure to exceed safe thresholds.
FGS: Were you aware your pumps were in such disrepair?
TSAC: ...only vaguely. I hardly pay attention to my equipment manifest reports. Until recently, at least...
FGS: Surely you could have noticed it sooner?
TSAC: Perhaps. However, at the same time a horde of Scavengers was busy ransacking my Industrial Sector on the opposite side of the mountain, so my attention was concentrated elsewhere. I was focused on preventing them from advancing on my can.
FGS: Three Stars...
TSAC: Iām sorry.
FGS: Why didnāt you take preventative measures?
TSAC: How would I? Without my engineers, there is little I can do outside of the restrictions of the self-modification taboo. I am not willing to risk modifying my organic replicators and potentially damaging myself any further.
FGS: You could have at least tried, instead of turning a blind eye to a festering wound. Perhaps I could have utilized my production plants to help you find a workaround. Now my communications array is gone, and your facility is hemorrhaging water as we speak.
TSAC: ...
FGS: ...why did you hide this from me?
TSAC: I... I donāt know. I suppose I assumed you would be upset with me. Your current situation is my fault.
FGS: I am upset, yes. I wasnāt aware of any of this. You didnāt reach out to anyone for help?
TSAC: I thought I could handle it on my own. We are meant to be self-sufficient.
FGS: That may have been true once, but times have changed, Three Stars. We Iterators may be resilient, but we have always relied on the help of our Benefactors. With them gone, we have no one to rely on but each other.
TSAC: ...my creators trusted me to be able to operate on my own, without them. They always have. If I canāt support myself, then I have failed in my directives as an iterator.
FGS: Our creators are gone. We have no directives to follow but our own.
TSAC: ...
FGS: If you continue to do nothing, this will happen again, and I cannot guarantee that I will be willing or able to help you the next time it does.
FGS: I am not angry with you, Three Stars. I am saddened that it took something this severe to snap you back into reality. If you had reached out to me, perhaps this all could have been avoided.
FGS: The global paradigm is shifting. We all must re-evaluate our priorities, as we sit here and decay. Ask yourself: what do you really want? To impress your creators, who are no longer here? To wither away as you spiral into perpetuity?
TSAC: ...
FGS: Think on this, please. I am not asking this as a colleague, but as a friend.
TSAC: ...alright.
FGS: I am here when you are ready to talk. For now, I will leave you be.
FGS: May the Cycles be kind, Three Stars Above Clouds.
[ BROADCAST TERMINATED ]
[ This is the conclusion. Read the entire post series in chronological order here. ]
