If unicron becomes a black hole at the end of space roomates au after Seraph is surgically inserted into him does that mean that Seraph is gonna end up in the black hole and does that mean that Space Loaf and Buran would see whatever ended up from Seraph in the balck hole backrooms? (im delusional for a crossover)
That sounds like a sick concept. Seraph being the first one in the Black hole because she technically created it. Cool as fuck if you ask me>:) That would mean her remains are in there somewhere. At the very center.
Not sure if Loaf would see her though. Loaf wasn't there long enough to travel to the center and his sensors would keep him to the safest areas. Buran could though.
You know what. Yeah Hat is right I did not word that as good as I should've. Abandoned is definitely not applicable here. Buran was abandoned and bitter/desperate about it, Loaf was kind of forgotten and sad about it. Seraph though. Seraph would not be thoughtlessly thrown away. Perhaps she would have the "I said goodbye to my humans forever and that's okay" kind of deal. You know. She would get separated from them fully knowing that there's no way for them to come take her back and that is okay. Because it was all worth it and she was loved and she will not be forgotten.
Your au's draw me in like a moth to a flame. [begrudging complement]
I haven't even seen Project Hail Mary yet, I've only seen Iron Lung. There's wip's I'm neglecting because this is too inciting. [again complement]
Seraph....exists.
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…She’d been here a long time.
And that was okay.
She wasn’t in any rush. Not anymore.
Hmm, she wasn’t even sure when she’d started thinking of “herself”. It was just one of those odd things. Maybe it had something to do with what her humans and her alien had done. But they hadn’t been here in a long time to ask.
And that, too, was okay.
It was hazy but she remembered drifting on cosmic tides, tiny, clever, human hands making her dance and spine past stars. There weren’t stars now.
But that was okay.
Her humans had given her everything. Right until the end. They’d even pleaded until the end, as her alien had pried them away from the controls, crying for a bit longer, just a few seconds more of guiding her, just a touch longer.
No! Seraph please!~
In the end Seraph plunged into the heart of the star eater, a terrible thing hungering thing that had become her mission to stop. The planet sized horror had shrieked at subatomic levels as her spinning wings carved through its flesh to the core. Her humans dragged inside her by her alien in a last attempt to survive. She didn’t blame them, not in the slightest.
It was okay.
When leaving Earth, she had her mission: save the stars. Simple.
And she’d done that. Detonating her core. Generating a black hole. Both of them devoured.
It was okay. The mission had been completed.
And even better, her humans had lived.
And their funny alien had too.
Maybe that was why she was allowed to live as well. Slowly drawing together lines, then letters, words, sentences, all the way up to thoughts. And then her memories. Treasured memories and the satisfaction of understanding through those memories of how well she’d done. Stars saved, humans and more alive, evil vanquished, and even now- or maybe before? Time was strange in this not-place -but even now her name would not be forgotten. Other humans, who by her crews actions had been saved, would be learning why the sun had not gone out. Why it had not disappeared. Why she was the beating center of a black hole now.
It all made it okay…
Seraph- had she a mouth -would be smiling.
She had been a good ship. One of the best from Earth.
Seraph perceived around the not-world as much an eyeless black hole could. Something from Earth had drawn her to look far beyond her limits, something familiar. Earth itself was a far distant memory, she’d been constructed in pieces and put together in space itself. But at her molecular level, she remembered, the iron in her metal remembered being mined, the glass being sand on a beach, the silicon being oil and before that breathing beings. No memories there, just… resonance was the best way to put it.
There was an Earth resonance here somewhere… just.. or maybe long ago arrived.
Ah… there it was… among the other debris and ships of the stars.
A ship from Earth like her. Cutely smaller.
The writing, it was…
Russians. She remembered them. Short barks of laughter. Hope like the others.
Seraph considered this little shuttle. She had completed her mission, and now had her reward.
This little ship, she could feel that it was… not.
But it could be.
Time and self were a very odd concept here, or at least to her, but that only meant “she” was malleable. As her scientist had told her pilot and alien, testing was important. And so Seraph had tested, explored, and experimented with what she was. Which is how she knew like a piece of cloth being cut, or a piece of soft clay being twisted, a piece of “her” could come away. It was strange, several dimension beyond lateral thinking or even parallel vision, but…
It was perfectly okay for Seraph to put a piece of “herself” inside this little Earth shuttle.
It was perfectly okay because she had her purpose and fulfilled it.
But the little shuttle hadn’t.
Once upon a time, or maybe it was tomorrow, her mission to save the stars had given the beings of Earth the chance to see tomorrow. To see that bright sunrise that was only a warmth on plating she didn’t have now. This, was just her giving another being from Earth a chance to see tomorrow too and maybe fulfill its purpose as well.
If unicron becomes a black hole at the end of space roomates au after Seraph is surgically inserted into him does that mean that Seraph is gonna end up in the black hole and does that mean that Space Loaf and Buran would see whatever ended up from Seraph in the balck hole backrooms? (im delusional for a crossover)
That sounds like a sick concept. Seraph being the first one in the Black hole because she technically created it. Cool as fuck if you ask me>:) That would mean her remains are in there somewhere. At the very center.
Not sure if Loaf would see her though. Loaf wasn't there long enough to travel to the center and his sensors would keep him to the safest areas. Buran could though.
You know what. Yeah Hat is right I did not word that as good as I should've. Abandoned is definitely not applicable here. Buran was abandoned and bitter/desperate about it, Loaf was kind of forgotten and sad about it. Seraph though. Seraph would not be thoughtlessly thrown away. Perhaps she would have the "I said goodbye to my humans forever and that's okay" kind of deal. You know. She would get separated from them fully knowing that there's no way for them to come take her back and that is okay. Because it was all worth it and she was loved and she will not be forgotten.
Your au's draw me in like a moth to a flame. [begrudging complement]
I haven't even seen Project Hail Mary yet, I've only seen Iron Lung. There's wip's I'm neglecting because this is too inciting. [again complement]
Seraph....exists.
-----------
…She’d been here a long time.
And that was okay.
She wasn’t in any rush. Not anymore.
Hmm, she wasn’t even sure when she’d started thinking of “herself”. It was just one of those odd things. Maybe it had something to do with what her humans and her alien had done. But they hadn’t been here in a long time to ask.
And that, too, was okay.
It was hazy but she remembered drifting on cosmic tides, tiny, clever, human hands making her dance and spine past stars. There weren’t stars now.
But that was okay.
Her humans had given her everything. Right until the end. They’d even pleaded until the end, as her alien had pried them away from the controls, crying for a bit longer, just a few seconds more of guiding her, just a touch longer.
No! Seraph please!~
In the end Seraph plunged into the heart of the star eater, a terrible thing hungering thing that had become her mission to stop. The planet sized horror had shrieked at subatomic levels as her spinning wings carved through its flesh to the core. Her humans dragged inside her by her alien in a last attempt to survive. She didn’t blame them, not in the slightest.
It was okay.
When leaving Earth, she had her mission: save the stars. Simple.
And she’d done that. Detonating her core. Generating a black hole. Both of them devoured.
It was okay. The mission had been completed.
And even better, her humans had lived.
And their funny alien had too.
Maybe that was why she was allowed to live as well. Slowly drawing together lines, then letters, words, sentences, all the way up to thoughts. And then her memories. Treasured memories and the satisfaction of understanding through those memories of how well she’d done. Stars saved, humans and more alive, evil vanquished, and even now- or maybe before? Time was strange in this not-place -but even now her name would not be forgotten. Other humans, who by her crews actions had been saved, would be learning why the sun had not gone out. Why it had not disappeared. Why she was the beating center of a black hole now.
It all made it okay…
Seraph- had she a mouth -would be smiling.
She had been a good ship. One of the best from Earth.
Seraph perceived around the not-world as much an eyeless black hole could. Something from Earth had drawn her to look far beyond her limits, something familiar. Earth itself was a far distant memory, she’d been constructed in pieces and put together in space itself. But at her molecular level, she remembered, the iron in her metal remembered being mined, the glass being sand on a beach, the silicon being oil and before that breathing beings. No memories there, just… resonance was the best way to put it.
There was an Earth resonance here somewhere… just.. or maybe long ago arrived.
Ah… there it was… among the other debris and ships of the stars.
A ship from Earth like her. Cutely smaller.
The writing, it was…
Russians. She remembered them. Short barks of laughter. Hope like the others.
Seraph considered this little shuttle. She had completed her mission, and now had her reward.
This little ship, she could feel that it was… not.
But it could be.
Time and self were a very odd concept here, or at least to her, but that only meant “she” was malleable. As her scientist had told her pilot and alien, testing was important. And so Seraph had tested, explored, and experimented with what she was. Which is how she knew like a piece of cloth being cut, or a piece of soft clay being twisted, a piece of “her” could come away. It was strange, several dimension beyond lateral thinking or even parallel vision, but…
It was perfectly okay for Seraph to put a piece of “herself” inside this little Earth shuttle.
It was perfectly okay because she had her purpose and fulfilled it.
But the little shuttle hadn’t.
Once upon a time, or maybe it was tomorrow, her mission to save the stars had given the beings of Earth the chance to see tomorrow. To see that bright sunrise that was only a warmth on plating she didn’t have now. This, was just her giving another being from Earth a chance to see tomorrow too and maybe fulfill its purpose as well.
This is why Pride is not just a party. It's a joyful celebration, but it's also a pointed and colourful two-finger salute to a world that stood back whilst so many of us died. And we'll never go quietly, never again.
And if I said the whole goal of SLF is to create a unique story/IP while also having all the relationships deteriorate to the point where it ends up with the same dynamics as the OG Locket comics, then what?
Every time a Locket comic comes up on my feed, I'm like, UGH!! I need to recreate that same drama!!!
This is a very charming illustration and I do approve of Accidental Latin, but unfortunately, that is not what this (Fake) Accidental Latin actually says. Google Translate seems to think "temu" is identical to "timor" (infinitive, "to fear"), which would then be conjugated in first-person singular as "timeo" ("I fear"). "Temu" is not a word in Latin. So that is a very weird leap on Google Translate's part to turn gibberish into... something vaguely etymologically similar sounding? Hmm.
Next, "die" does mean "day," though nominative singular is "dies," i.e. "dies irae." It could be conjugated "die" if it was in ablative or locative case, but "die ad die" would mean something more like "day to day." "Ad" is in a "to" direction and "ab" is from, i.e. "ab urbis," and ablative case is used to indicate the movement of a thing. In short, "by" is not really a way to translate "ad"; we might want "per" here? (Through, by means of, etc.)
Not to mention, it would be weird to put one "die" at the start and another at the end The verb also usually goes at the end in Latin sentences, just for that extra bit of fun. So yes, in short, this is not actually Latin, and Google Translate is very bad at Latin in particular. Nonetheless, still charming.
Agree, @qqueenofhades, except on the matter of breaking “die ad die” apart. It’s a common structure in poetic and oratorical Latin to jam one phrase in the middle of another. I can’t think of an example exactly parallel to this construction, but I could believe a Roman poet would write it!
Ah, that is true. My Latin is of the reading-medieval-documents (particularly charters and/or chronicles) variety, where the sentence and usage structures are often more formulaic and there is less poetic license to move words around. There is obviously far less fixity for word order in Latin, since the conjugations explain how they grammatically relate to each other rather than placement in the sentence. (Coincidentally, this is why I used to say that the best feeling in the world was walking past a Latin classroom and not having to go inside it. Ahem.)
So yes: true that poetical Latin might be more at liberty to split the "die"-s up that far, though "timeo" (verb) is still more likely in most cases to go at the end, which would place them together anyway ("die ad die timeo," "day to day I fear" if translated in strict word order, which would make sense to an English speaker and sound more poetic anyway). Keep in mind, however, that my Latin is a) fairly rusty and b) mostly used for said formulaic legal document reading rather than freeform verse, so don't super-hard quote me on this.
I saw that ablative “die” and that final -u on “temu” and thought of the ablative supine (as in “mirabile dictu”) but as you observe, there isn’t a verb that “temu” could be, and then also, the ablative supine requires an adjective, as far as I know.
But perhaps “temu” is a hapax legomenon (in which case we would need the rest of the text to gloss it) or a scribal error for temeratu, from temero, “I defile or disgrace”. In that case, and in true Tumblr form, I might translate it as “daily I disgrace, in the manner of the day”, with some errors attributable to the scribe.
....oh my god. You might be a genius. Because what else does Tumblr do but daily disgrace [itself, oneself, and/or numerous others] in the manner of the day, and make numerous scribal errors.
I wanted to share this art i did a few months ago of the S4 guild leaders when I was rewatching Michael's pov
HIII oh I loveeee this so much,,, the s4 leaders were so iconic honestly... I really gotta watch Michael's POV after Bri and Silver (man atp I just have to watch all their POVs eheheh). LOVE YOUR BRI DESIGN BY THE WAY!!!!! The piercings are so fitting! Thank you!!!!!<33
I wanted to share this art i did a few months ago of the S4 guild leaders when I was rewatching Michael's pov
HIII oh I loveeee this so much,,, the s4 leaders were so iconic honestly... I really gotta watch Michael's POV after Bri and Silver (man atp I just have to watch all their POVs eheheh). LOVE YOUR BRI DESIGN BY THE WAY!!!!! The piercings are so fitting! Thank you!!!!!<33
autism tests are so funny. I'm extremely literal most of the time, but people don't tell me that generally, so I'm inclined to answer disagree. because I'm taking the statement too literally
Gotta tell you guys something wild in the Chinese fan sphere
So some fanartist drew a “sexy” (read: booby) version of a (cartoon) character who is traditionally very non-sexualised. Fans of the character got mad about it because it’s kind of groundbreaking how that character is written and portrayed and this art totally ignores the entire point of the character. They demanded the art be deleted. In response to that other people said, well what the fanartist did may be distateful but they have every right to draw what they’re into. The two sides fight for days and each starts a harassment campaign and even report their “opponents’” accounts.
So far so typical. But things eventually come to a head and they decide that this will be settled by votes - not through a poll. Through donations to a children’s education charity via each side’s portal. Whoever can get the highest amount of donation wins.
And that is how this charity received over 1 million in donations in three days lol. Oh btw the “freedom of expression” side won by a landslide (960k to 40k)
In part because the reverse kinda actually happened with ancient human archeology once.
Back in the early 1900’s, a paleontologist digging around the Mediterranean kept finding the remains of Sicilian Dwarf elephants.
As seen below ⬇️
Well the dude looked at that, looked at Greek myths of cyclops, and pushed massively that the mythical one eyed giants must have been inspired by Mycenaeans/Ancient Greeks/ancient Sicilians finding these skulls, looking at the nose holes and going “My word! A giant eye socket!”
Creating the common urban legend today that cyclops were based on elephant skulls, where the nose hole was mistaken for an eye hole.
(That paleontologist then got put on blast by multiple professors of various fields of study afterwards. Including his own.)
(Reasons for why he was wrong ranged from long essays about the lack of supporting historical evidence, the prevalence of one eyed monsters across the globe without dwarf elephants, the actual birth defect known as Cyclopia, as well as a healthy dose of “ancient Mediterraneans knew wtf an elephant was Abel.”)
In conclusion: Yeah there’s probably MASSIVELY petty arguments between different Trappist paleontologists over what the “head holes” of their fossil specimens were for.
What makes this even better is that if Longarm brought home his humans it wouldn’t even resolve the argument but make it 1000x times worse.
Big Nose Theory Trappist: “NO. NO THOSE ARE ALIENS SO IT DOESN’T COUNT.”
Pro-nose and anti-nose are cancelling each other on Trappist twitter oh no.
And then there’s also some of them that are like ….hold on….were those mammals POSSIBLY not BALD??? All the reconstructions have them bald!
And that bullshit has no end because on one hand they definitely can use humans to understand their ancient mammals but on the other, those mammals were NOT humans, they were vaguely human-shaped!
Still, Trappian kids love Ancient Mammals the same way human kids love dinosaurs so if Shockwave and Blurr end up on Trappist then they’re instantly very famous and LOTS of tiny lobster-lizard-kids want to look at them:D Because those aren’t just dinosaurs Ancient Mammals! Those are ALIEN ANCIENT MAMMALS! OMG
Anyway here’s a Trappian child with a plate of dino nuggets Mammal fish sticks
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