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Necromantia. She/her. Book sideblog. Theme was created by me.

[emily-e-draws]

can't think about anything but murderbot rn. song by ben thornewill

[nebulations]

[VD: An animatic set to "I Don’t How to Talk to People Anymore" by Ben Thornewill. It starts with Murderbot in full armor spinning around as music plays.

We see Murderbot getting progressively more visibly stressed as three people interact with it (Gurathin scowling, Mensah smiling kindly, Ratthi waving sweetly). Murderbot leans its head despairingly against the wall (with additional memey versions of it in despair), before it lies crumpled on the floor. Lyrics: "Made the mistake of making eye contact / Now it’s giving me a heart attack / If they say something I’ll have to talk back"

Murderbot looks tense and stressed as members of PresAux surround it, and it slams its helmet over its head, surprising them. Lyrics: "I don’t know how to talk to people anymore"

Murderbot says something about Sanctuary Moon, and Mensah stares in perturbment, making a low-quality Murderbot look extremely awkward. Lyrics: "Every time I talk I’m like “What did I say that for?”"

Murderbot mutters "Yare yare da 'ze'" while watching staticky media. Lyrics: "My mouth is moving, but every word’s a chore"

Murderbot, out of armor and in casual clothing, looks at something offscreen with a significant expression before going out the door and leaving. Lyrics: "I don’t how to talk to people anymore." End VD]

[sabriel-writes]

Murderbot, absolute monarch of haterism. It gets friends for the first time in its life and immediately designates one Mortal Enemy [if anyone touches him they're dead]. It runs away, meets another intelligent bot, and immediately gives it a nickname that starts with Asshole. It goes to Preservation and starts one-sided beef with a hauler bot for no fucking reason. IT'S ENRICHMENT

[hedge-rambles]

Something I loved in Platform Decay was the whole thing of "sigils" being, very clearly like, emojis. I can't recall if they're mentioned much before this book, but the way Sofi uses them makes it clear what they really are.

Which makes this reread funny when, a few pages in, I'm hit with this line:

I send Three the schematics highlighted where the potential security personnel were located; it replied with an acknowledgement sigil and an updated map projection.

MB: Vital mission information, potential dangers and schematics.

Three: 👍

[hedge-rambles]

Rereading the first book and I hit another line that made me go "oh, ffs".

I panic all the time, you just can't see it. I told her. I added the text signifier for "joke".

Not a glyph or a sigil. A "text signifier", which...did Murderbot really just sign off that message with "lol"?

[itsalwaysdark]

you have to be careful reading too many things that are good/smart/well-written bc then you encounter something that isnt and you get confused like ? why didnt they just make this good ? were they stupid

[imjustheretomooch]

Thomil: you know if we go through with your plan there’s like a 90% chance you die 

Sciona: don’t worry Thomil, I have a backup suicide plan so I’m more like 99% likely to die 

Thomil: I’m not fucking doing that 

Sciona: I thought you might say that so I have a backup backup suicide plan to make sure I extra die

[blessphemy]

[murderbot-moodboard]

This makes so much sense as a theme of the book.

Instead of a real planet, the corporates now have a space torus with fake biomes that they built around the planet they've gutted.

Instead of free reliable public transportation, they have sporadic transportation, usually going only short distances, requiring payment, and sometimes not stopping for fewer than a minimum of ten people; or in many places there is nothing at all.

Instead of security that protects the people, most places have corporate enforcers who don't seem to hesitate to kill anyone who gets in their way.

Instead of a family who she can trust, Janity has a father who doesn't hesitate to report her mother, sister, and extended family to the corporate enforcers knowing they will be killed or enslaved, and feels no guilt or sense of wrongdoing.

Instead of healthy communities, the corporations have a bunch of people who are trying their best to survive while everything around them is trying to provide the bare minimum required service for the maximum amount of profit to the corporation.

[tater-ptot]

The funniest thing about Harrowhark Nonagesimus is that she’ll survive being maimed without fuss I’m talking full on sword through the ribs no worries but a salt and vinegar crisp would absolutely annihilate her

[kangaruthi]

[nevergraciee]

kaz being unable to fathom fathers disliking their children is so funny to me. this man has literally ended people’s lives, but his father was good, jesper’s father is good, inej’s father is good, and even pekka rollins is a good father, so surely wylan was being dramatic? kaz was so sure fathers had to love their kids that he bet on it (and lost! because jan van eck truly did despise wylan, and kaz was blown away)

[gothhabiba]

a sort of survivor's bias of literature causes a lot of people to believe that novels "used to" be of higher quality, greater originality, greater 'effort', greater literary-ness, greater inspiration, &c., than they are to-day

and it's like, well, that is because you're pitting a book published 150 years ago that people still talk about and read to-day, against your average aeroport written-to-spec romance that probably will not be being discussed 150 years from now. if you read the mass-market Grub Street hetslop of the Victorian era I promise you would not like it.

[thescriptorium]

i refuse to let anyone forget kaz and wylan’s little field trip where they got caught stealing files in van eck’s house and decided the only way to escape was to melt the floor with acid and fall straight onto a dinner table a floor below and then fall out of yet another window bc kaz is a mastermind escapist who always has control over everything

[reverendharrow]

THIS. is the beast ☝️🤓 that's a muffin 🤣 i see a cloud 🌥 but with a face 😶 if you take that main squiggle 〰️ for an eye 👁 i thought it was a flower 🌸👶 no yes there's something .... florescent about it 🤔 thought it was a snake 🐍 in a bush 🌳 I HATE YOU ALL 🤬 I HAVE HATED YOU FOR MILLENIA 🤬 except you my lord 😔 thanks 😊 i merely want to put you in jail 🔒 and fill up the jail with acid once for every time you made a frivolous remark 👌👈 or ate peanuts 🥜during a cohort admiralty meeting or said what would i know 🤔 im only gOD 😇 then at the end of a thousand years you would say mercy 😣 ive learned not to do any of those things 🙅‍♀️ because i haaaated the acid you put on me 😩 and i would say that is why i did it lord 😌 i did it for you and for your empire 🙏 i often think about this 😁

[mercymorn-the-saint-of-joy]

I never got to do it, and look where we ended up

[fortunefavorskobold]

I ate peanuts 🥜 discreetly 🤫 the once 👆

[ellisnebula]

"Tell Camilla- Oh nevermind. She knows what to do."

[necromantia]

[image description: digital art of Palamedes from Gideon the Ninth. He's walking to the left, looking over his shoulder at the viewer with a subtle, reassuring smile. One of his blue eyes is visible; the other is obscured by glare on his glasses. He's walking towards a bright light, and an explosive starlike shape is drawn in the background. His gray cloak billows behind him. /end description]

[lakecountylibrary]

LIBRARY WRAPPED

You checked out... probably some stuff? Thanks for doing that :)

Used our wifi maybe? For something?

Look we actually don't know what genres you read or how many times you renewed Gender Queer.

We don't want to know.

Our gift to you is privacy.

Take it.

Be free.

[katakaluptastrophy]

[ekbelsher]

She was not a lynx or a spider or even the Wraith. She was Inej Ghafa, and her future was waiting above. Climb, Inej. (for the @litjoycrate Six of Crows box set)

[necromantia]

[image description: digital art of Inej climbing the incinerator shaft. Her hands and feet stick in tiny cracks in the brick. She looks up with a determined grimace. The image looks down at her, and you can see the bottom of the incinerator glowing. /end description]

[oplishin]

the literal "being-in-a-body" horror in pyrrha's story drives me up the wall. it's a body she used to love from the outside because she loved the person it belonged to, and now it's become the cage she can't escape. she sees a face she loved in the mirror every morning, but it's still the wrong face. and the body isn't just a prison, it's her only means of interacting with the world, of loving other people. her best friend's hands are the only way she can touch her loved ones. they don't know what her voice sounds like. it was never supposed to be her body, she wasn't even supposed to continue existing. he didn't even know she did. and now his body is hers. but it's not. do you get it.