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[dazvoran]

I’m still messing around with math here, folks

🤭😏

I ran it all through Google Translate to get the English version and then just took screenshots, because the formatting gets all messed up whenever I try to copy that much text. I hope the translator didn't garble the calculations and the breakdown.

I’m nowhere near a math genius, so please don’t judge too harshly. This is just something I did for fun out of boredom—and because I love Spones so much.

[millerkoth]

I don't usually go for modern AUs, but there's one for Fallout: New Vegas that's lodged in my brain: Caesar's Legion as a used car dealership empire.

"Your chariot awaits at Caesar's Legion!"

Founded by high school history professor Edward Sallow, Caesar's Legion gained notoriety for acquiring an ever-growing series of other small dealerships through technically legal but ethically heinous practices.

Yes, everyone still cosplays as Romans. It's the company uniform.

Head of Human Resources Lanius (still wearing the mask) ensures that only the worthy pass the interview process. Underperforming sales associates fear his wrath.

Head of Sales Vulpes Inculta is a smooth-talking conman who gets you off the floor and out the door before you realize you spent way more than your initial budget. He pits customers against each other to create false pressure for a great deal that's going to slip through their fingers and go to that other guy unless they sign right now.

Joshua Graham's name has been erased from all but the most mandatory company records. He was fired after failing to close a deal that would have led to the Legion acquiring New California Roadsters.

Ulysses was once a student in Sallow's class who met 'Caesar' after his former teacher bought out the auto body repair shop where he worked. Initially fine with working for someone he used to look up to, Ulysses became disillusioned by the Legion's poor treatment of its lower-ranking employees and quit after a few months.

Onsite security is technically provided by an independent firm, but the 'Praetorian Guard' gets paid extra if they cosplay. Lucius was the first to agree, and he didn't know about the bonus at the time.

Each dealership has its own vexillarius. He's the sign-twirler out front.

[powerfulwizard]

[gelledegg]

this is what ancient greek philosophy is like

[airandangels]

Diogenes driving a mobile home into the symposium to ruin Plato’s day.

[whirligig-girl]

Rockets & Wormholes

The Big Bang created a foam of interconnected tunnels in spacetime, and cosmic expansion grew them to macroscopic sizes. The universe is full of these 'wormholes,' stable gateways between either extremely distant parts of the universe, or perhaps even entirely separate universes.

Interstellar travel through normal space may never be possible, but wormholes allow for travel to other galaxies as as trivially as one would travel between planets. Of course, 'trivial' is doing a lot of work--interplanetary space travel is not easy business. But at least it's doable. Wormholes are thought to be everywhere, but only the ones with star systems on either end are accessible to us, since the stars visible through the wormhole allows them to be detected. The first wormholes to be discovered were thought to be asteroids, until their spectra turned out to be identical to stars.

A few outliers exist though, such as this very massive, Sun-sized wormhole found with a star on one end only, visible from a great distance due to the lensing effect it has on stars in the system it was a part of. This is the upper end, that is, the end furthest from Earth. There is no star system here, but remarkably there is a gas giant planet with a handful of satellites, lit by the dim light of the star on the other side.

This is entirely fictional; natural wormholes are not thought to exist.

[bigtuna108]

He nailed it

[homunculus-argument]

God will see you at the lowest point of your life, and say "what the fuck I thought I killed that thing." But you skitter too fast and you are too creepy.

[senatortedcruz]

Wonderful photo

[rosie-tyler]

I have been, and always shall be, yours.

[theonion]

Introducing a new promotion that will be available to both adults and children at its restaurants nationwide, 24-hour diner chain Denny’s announced this week that free pancakes would be provided to customers who take their fighting outside. “We know our customers love coming to Denny’s to participate in violent late-night brawls, and now those guests will be treated to a complimentary short stack as a thank-you for moving the bloodshed out of the restaurant and into the parking lot,” said company spokesperson Tricia Kim, who added that patrons watching the melee from inside a participating Denny’s location were welcome to bang the windows and yell “Fight! Fight! Fight!” in encouragement.

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[kbearart]

Do you all see my vision??

(also just wanted to take a shot at interpreting rocky. weird spider/crab/sand dollar beast)

[localjellyfish]

When Grace got launched into space, he was never truly gone from Earth. A piece of him still remains in the hearts of his students, the scientists he worked with....

And his appendix that Stratt keeps in a jar in her office instead of a family photo.

[forkalamari]

@justcakethanks is this anything? /silly

[jackoff-alltrad3s]

Maybe this is obvious (or maybe it's completely unintentional)

Grace's word choice of "You're murdering me" always stuck out a bit to me, I feel like most people would naturally opt for "You're killing me". The term 'Murder' generally leans more towards ethos than pathos. He knows making Stratt feel bad won't do anything, so he's subconsciously trying to appeal to her sense of justice. Or maybe I'm crazy, jury's been out concerningly long on that one.

[everyfandompossible]

If Stratt and Grace ever got to meet again, or at least speak again

Grace would say “I understand”

Not “I forgive you”

Because he doesn’t

And Stratt would say “I miss you”

Not “I’m sorry”

Because she isn’t

[depsidase]

[parasiticstars]

I was getting ready for work, pulling my blonde hair into a messy bun, throwing on some converse and a flannel because I’m not like other girls. As I look at my sky azure crystalline ocean sapphire bird of paradise blue eyes (that aren’t really blue because they turn stormy rain cloud slate when it’s dark or when I’m angry), Eva Stratt came in.

“I sold you to pay our debts,” she said. “Come meet your new masters.”

A single dainty tear trails down my face. I went downstairs and there they were— Rocky and Adrian.

[daredevil-vagabond]

I am the soft stars that shine at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry; I am not there. I did not die.