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What Even Is It? Two-Legged Aquatic Bug Skating On Surface Of The Water Has Become Intelligent. Oh. Nevermind. It Has Pretty Ears And Nose And Paws. This Animal Is Called A Kitties Cat and It Is A Very Precious Thing That Can Live In Your House. It’s An Amazing Thing
Do you think there were moments on Erid when Grace would realize he hadn’t heard another human voice in years?
Do you think there came a time when he realized he couldn’t clearly recall the faces of anyone he’d known on Earth and knew with a haunting certainty that it wasn’t from the amnesia drug?
Do you think there were times when he would stare up at the simulated night sky of his biodome and think about how he’d never see the constellations he grew up with again?
Do you think there were days it got to him? The enormity of the distance between him and any other human in the universe?
Do you think he ever compared himself to point Nemo? It’s the farthest away anyone can get from any landmass on Earth, it feels laughable from Erid.
Do you think there were times where he’d miss his own species so badly it burned?
Do you think Rocky ever watched Grace, surrounded by Eridians who loved him, yet painfully isolated in a way no other creature has ever been?
Do you think Rocky ever thought about his decades drifting in Tau Ceti’s solar system and the aching loneliness he felt being the lone survivor of a dead ship?
Do you think there came a day where he looked at Grace and realized that Grace had spent a longer time proportional to his lifetime alone than Rocky did?
Do you think Rocky ever thought about their time on the Hail Mary? Not just the adventure and danger and ‘saving the universe’ parts, but the way Grace’s frigidly cold (to an Eridian) body would press against the outside of Rocky’s xenonite and Rocky would press back like a dying creature just for the contact that was never enough?
Do you think Rocky ever reminisced about how he felt landing back on Erid and feeling another warm carapace against his for the first time in decades?
Do you think he thought back to the relief of feeling his own atmosphere pressing down on him and the lovely resonance of another Eridian’s voice ratting through his body?
Do you think it eats at him? The guilt? The same guilt he’d felt every day during the return trip that he’d retreat in private to eat another one of his endless Eridian rations while Grace starved? The guilt that nearly chokes him every time he savors his mate’s touch knowing that Grace will never get to touch again?
Do you think that Rocky’s sleep cycles are disrupted because he stays up wondering if he damned his best friend by bringing him to Erid?
I do.
one time when i was a kid i was dared to poke myself in the eye with a pencil. i’m very autistic and didn’t realize that they didn’t actually expect me to do it, so i did it. with the lead end. it hurt a fuck ton and the other kids went and tattled on me for doing it (don’t know why they did that). the three of them got in trouble for telling me to do something that would injure me, and i got in trouble for doing it. i had to go to the doctor and they asked me which side i used and for some reason i thought i would get in more trouble if i told them i used the lead end and so i lied and said it was the eraser. the doctor (very nice lady) had to flip my eyelids up because she had to make sure that i didn’t get any eraser shavings in my eye (bad. i’d go blind). i ended up being fine despite that, but i was so intrigued by the feeling of my eyelids flipping up that i decided to try to do it myself when i got home. in the bathroom mirror i just flipped my eyelids inside and out until they hurt. i was a petty shithead so with my new found power i decided to get revenge on the kids who told me to poke my eye with a pencil. i brought sunglasses to school and wore them all day and told my teacher it was because i was at the eye doctor yesterday and she believed it. at lunch one of my bullies asked what was up with the sunglasses. i was ready for this moment. before we went to lunch i flipped my eyelids. i took my sunglasses off and she was horrified. i told her this was the result of her actions. she cried so loud a lunch attendant came over and was like “wtf is happening” and then she saw my eye and probably thought something along the lines of “oh no this poor disabled child is being victimized by this crying girl” because she was babbling about my eye being messed up. we weren’t aloud to speak to each other for the rest of the year. i ended up moving away fairly shortly after and somewhat recently returned to my hometown where this all happened. you’ll never guess who i ran into at the corner store. yeah. it was flavor flav. at my local bodega. crazy small world lol
I like that the number of fingers animals have varies so ridiculously throughout the animal kingdom. humans* have 5 per limb. cats have 5 on their front limbs but 4 on their hind limbs. a lot of birds have either 4 or 3 digits per limb. ostriches and some sloths have 2 digits per limb. chameleons have 5 digits per limb but these are grouped and fused into functionally 2 digits. horses have 1 digit per limb. what are we even doing can we standardise this nonsense. imagine how embarrassing it'll be if aliens discover us and find out we still haven't agreed on what a sensible number of fingers is
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@m0rt4ll0v3sbr4dfr0mbl0ckt4l3s first posted it with me as the one who discovered this. IS THIS TRUE MR FERN?
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Doing this out of malice :333
i just think there would be a real debate on earth when the Beetles arrive of how much of the footage should be made public - like, it's a globally funded project that contains the answers to humanity and the entire earth's survival, ofc we should let everyone see it all.
but then Stratt is watching it back and there's just a solid three days of Grace scream singing Take Me Home Country Roads interspersed with crying. and she decides that maybe not everyone needs to see that.
I'm currently in the process of doubling all matter. I'm not sure where it'll go like if everything just gets twice as dense or if there would become two of everything or whatever. I don't really know
A German regional court has ruled that Google is directly liable for the content of its AI search overviews. According to the court, previou
Recently managed to activate the most amazing infodump trap card.
I was driving through Vermont with a friend, and we pulled over at a tiny shop offering Maple Items. We were on the state highway, not the interstate, so "pulling over" meant "squeezing my tiny car into a parking bay the size of a broad highway shoulder."
As we got out of the car, an older woman emerged from behind the building where she had been pruning her roses. She introduced herself as Tammy.
Her shop offered the promised variety of Maple, but also a number of small antiques and a plethora of dog figurines, plaques, and clearly-hand-stitched garden flags.
A huge purple ribbon hung on the wall behind the register, along with many pictures of small dogs. This was no county fair ribbon. It was the size of my torso. The material had the soft sheen of actual silk.
As I placed my purchases on the counter, I asked, "Do you... Breed dogs?"
Yes. She does. She has bred Yorkies for the last 40 years. Her mother bred Yorkies before her. The purple ribbon was from her national championship winning Yorkie.
You may be expecting that the infodump was going to be about Yorkies.
It was not.
It was about 40 years of drama in the Yorkie breeding community. Where – you must understand – the judging at shows is often about who you're in with, not about the dogs. This is especially true when Tammy's opponents win anything.
And Tammy's mother! Well. Phyllis has been on the Yorkie scene since Yorkies were invented. Because of this, many women of equally venerable age hold deep grudges against Phyllis. The sort of grudges that result in episodes of Midsommar Murders.
This led to deep injustices against Phyllis on the part of judges and prevented her dogs from winning so often she retired from the scene. Judging is all about who you're friends with, after all.
After 20 years in hiding, Phyllis – the One True Queen of Yorkie Breeding – hatched a plot. She may have been out of the show circuit, but she was still breeding dogs. She entered an absolutely perfect bitch in the national competition, but sent her with a handler rather than go in person.
None of the usurpers knew who this dog belonged to, and in dog-breeding circles this Does Not Happen. This could have resulted in further injustices, but Phyllis was crafty. She knew this tournament was being judged by a man from the UK, who knew naught of the drama in the US Yorkie Empire.
With these advantages – and being the best dog there – Phyllis's bitch won the highest honor at the show.
Incensed by this insult to their ill-gotten supremacy, the other owners descended on the handler after the show, demanding to know for whom he was working.
"Phyllis," said he.
The name of the overthrown queen evoked horror in the usurpers.
"PHYLLIS!? She's still ALIVE!???"
Yes, Phyllis yet lived, and this bitch – the dog, not the woman – went on to mother Tammy's current dogs. One of whom, Lucy-Fur, is the reincarnation of Tammy's sister (also Lucy). This is certain for two reasons.
Firstly, Sister Lucy absolutely went straight to Hell upon her death, and Lucy-Fur the dog is positively as evil as Sister Lucy was.
Secondly, Sister Lucy always said when she died she wanted to come back as one of Phyllis's dogs because "mom treated the dogs better than us."
“When we were kids, the Phonics Wizard came to our town to show off how the letter E can change the sounds of vowels. He turned a can into a cane, a pin into a pine. This one kid had a cap and he changed it into a cape, that kind of thing.
“And we loved it, we were all having a great time, but then he saw my sister and I, and he just got this - this look in his eyes, and then-”
She hesitated, worrying the coarse material between her fingers. “Things got pretty bad after that,” she muttered. “I know it’s silly, but I try to keep - her - comfortable. We don’t know if she can still hear us, or see us, or if she’s even still in here, but I like to think she is. I talk to her when I can, I leave music on when I’m out of the house. I tried to convince my parents to bring her with us when we went to Disneyland, but they didn’t - didn’t really take that well.”
After a moment, she put the ball of twine back onto its pillow. “Anyways. They tried to arrest the Phonics Wizard, but he had a plan in case something went wrong and he turned it into a plane and flew away.”
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