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hello!!
call me Paper, and i am a hermit most days of the year.
use she/her please :)
my ao3 (!!) is here, same name
— about me under cut —
Grace is on Erid, dying of malnutrition and every other disease. The Eridian scientists are fighting for their lives to try and keep Rocky’s beloved flesh blob from shrivelling up. They can’t synthesize the food he needs and it all seems hopeless. But then, in their finest hour, a beautiful dwarf descends from the thick ammonia atmosphere to provide Grace with his first proper meal in years.
It is, of course, Senshi of Izganda
my favorite adrian headcanon that's not sad: they love the eridian equivalent of those cheesy airport romance novels. except once rocky comes back and the general populace gets wind of the adrian/rocky love story, the penelope-esque lover-that-waited character is EVERYWHERE. downright inescapable. and adrian is just sitting there fucking fuming. the fun stories are all gone and now they're stuck with shitty retelling after shitty retelling of the past 60-70 years of their own fucking LIFE and rocky is absolutely laughing his ass off at his poor mate's plight.
HUGE fan of trees growing in places they should not reasonably be able to
upside down
sideways
out of a rock
upside down in a freakin LAKE
out of an Indiana courthouse
out of ANOTHER
GODDAMN
TREE
none of that is a reasonable expectation!!!
i like trees
“Lesson #1 how far can humans see”
@deltatxt made this into a fanfic!! It’s awsome!! Go check it out!! Blinking in the starlight
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"Hey Stratt, Dr Grace is a normal biologist right? Just a biologist? Not an engineer? You sure? He knows a lot about engines and materials. You're sure he's not got an engineering degree up in that head of his? positive?"
Saw someone describe Scar’s luck as being “installed upside-down” in that he could survive falling from a plane with no parachute no problem but dies 50 times on his way to the supermarket, and honestly yeah I think that’s the best descriptor.
Something else I see people keep forgetting: between humans and Eridians, we are the astronauts. And we are good at it.
Eridians' perception of the world relies on something that is completely absent in space — sound. They haven't been looking at the stars their entire existence the way we have. Their concept of aliens might only be as old as their discovery of astrophage. They made a bad ship, because it was their first one ever! Rocky himself says they rushed it, and that multiple (vital) things broke. Their mission was just as much of a Hail Mary pass as ours was — they had no idea what they were doing, if they could even travel in space safely. And, as it turns out, they couldn't.
Humans are the ones who have been doing it over multiple lifetimes. Mary is state of the art. We've been space farers longer than most humans have been alive. We can actually see through space. We are more likely to survive exposure to the void. We can encase our lighter, more flexible, more mobile bodies in a material that lets us walk outside of our ship, and, to a degree, we can get our bearings out there in a way Eridians just can't.
Eridians are not looking at Mary and thinking she's a bad ship. They are not thinking humans have no idea what we're doing. They are looking at this species that can walk in the stars, have been perfecting machines to take us to them for decades, have been dreaming about them and mapping them and naming them for millennia, and used all of that to save them, and thinking, wow.
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What I find absolutely hilarious about the whole "Coma muscle stimulation" therapy is they didn't have to go so hard on building Grace's body up, but they did. And to think it was all so Grace could save his dying friend by carrying a literal 300+ lbs sentient burning rock on his back, up a ladder and dragging him into his atmospheric tunnel to recover.
Armando is the real wingman of the story.
I love fandom bullshit because if someone asked me who my favorite PHM character was, it wouldn’t even be a PHM character. It would be a tie between a blood-soaked fish guy from a completely different movie, and a committee of alien OCs engaged in an increasingly ridiculous series of faux pas shenanigans
Faux pas shenanigans is the most accurate description hahahah
Tbh, I think everyone getting very attached to Tall Adrian™️ kinda makes them miss the potential of the canon reality that Eridians average at 50cm tall.
Grace is living on a planet of toddler sized rocks with twice his strength. If at ANY point he forgets to look where he’s going he is Going Trip Over An Ambassador. Unstoppable force vs. immovable object except Grace is very much stoppable.
Eridians either get used to talking to his shins, craning on their tippy toes to get a good look at his face, or begin forcing him to sit criss-cross applesauce for literally any important meeting. Picture him joining the Erid equivalent of a UN press conference and having to curl up his awkward water body and hug his knees for the whole thing.
He can conceivably be picked up by an alien the size of a hard helmet against his will. He’s surrounded by space roombas with perfect memories and attention spans shorter than his San Francisco classroom who can’t believe he’s incapable of solving complex math in three seconds. He has step stools around his house for them to climb so he can feel like he’s “looking them in the eye” even though Eridians think that’s stupid since they lack both eyes and directional perception.
His students are probably all palm sized. Once he starts teaching he’s fighting cuteness aggression all day every day. They could all break his fingers with hands the size of a button. That knowledge does not stop his cuteness aggression. THIS IS GRACE’S REALITY.
Grace is built different than me because if I remembered I got kidnapped and shot into space I would not be thinking "oh no I'm a coward" I would think FUCK THOSE GUYS and make it my personal mission to make sure everyone knew what happened. Every video diary would start with "Fuck you Stratt." You wanna get into the taumoeba farms? The password is "I was forced to be here." I'm renaming all the beatles to "I don't fucking forgive you guys." Would send back one of the Beatles with nothing but essays on why I hate every person involved in this.
I don't see what the-- oh gosh
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Oh boy better go try today’s wordle
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ive never wanted to send a death threat over a game before
tautological wordle answer
posts that make you open wordle
Oh boy better go try today’s wordle
WHAT THE FUCK