We're Starri, or Polaris. We are a bunch of miscreants and weirdos! We like to yap about tech, science, the arts, history and other fun thingies! We try to keep things on this blog mostly light and happy, focused mostly on being a light in the dark for other similarly minded reprobates and misfits. Sometimes things on here will be NSFW or potentially triggering, we are very open about our traumas and sexuality. You have been warned.
Proudly queer, disabled, autistic, intersex, a system, and Romani. We often blend together, so if you're curious about who you're talking to just ask! We're very open about ourselves and our interests and any good faith question is one we'll try to answer! If you wanna chat, hit us up, we're usually more then happy to make a bit of small or big talk! More about us and our tags in specific below! Our general system tag is #Starri-speaks!
We have many introjects, and a few pieces of our scattered psyche that have yet to form concrete identities, so all of this is subject to change!
Castor
- Host
- Cis Intersex
- It/⭐/🐈⬛/🦜/Slime/They
- Shimmery stardust slime parrot cat thingie™
Heyyyy, I'm Castor! Presumed first in, most likely last out. I mostly spend my time ensuring this body doesn't break down and it's kept in good condition. My current hyperfixation is HEMA and cooking meals for us and our wonderful wife. If I'm not doing that I'm gaming. I hope when you think of me you think of SCP-999.
#slime-meows
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Muze
- Social butterfly
- Transmasc Femboy
- He/They/🐇/🐐/🦜/It*
- Pastel pink goat bunny... just picture Ralsei or a loud annoying cockatiel
* In a creature way, not an object way.
HAIIII I'm Muze! I'm a mix of Ground's first imaginary friend and our youthful boyish whimsy! I mostly do a lot of our in-person socialization, writing, and other important emotional labor. In recent times I've taken to kinning Ralsei and Asriel! I like spending time with our friends, raving, adventuring, putting together our wardrobe, make up, and making our home as pretty as possible! (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*.✧(◠‿・)—☆✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧(人*´∀｀)｡*ﾟ+(✿^‿^)
#Thumps-&-Bleats
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Cyn
- Protector
- Transfem Dyke
- She/It/🦊/🐦⬛
- Mischievous Foxcrow spirit
Sup, I'm Cyn. I'm a result of our cynicism colliding with our butchness. Nowadays I'm usually the one working, driving, doing all the important official things to keep the rest of the system safe and out of trouble. For fun I like reading up on the latest news in STEM, locksport, cybersec, long walks in the dark woods, playing devil's advocate, and aurafarming. If something we did made you mad, it was probably me (;
#Flops-caws
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This One
- Caretaker
- Genderless angeldoll
- It/Angel/Ze/Xe
- Formless bright lights, the warmth in your chest after a hug, occasional dove
Hello, this one has no real name, you may call it angel if you need a name. This one tries to be there for the rest of the system when everyone else is too tired or feels hopeless. It rarely talks outwardly, but will every so often come out to offer emotional advice when Muze or Cyn can not. Nothing brings ze more joy then helping others, and the preservation and dissemination of knowledge.
job markets so fuckeeedd rn i applied to like 60 different positions for swirly glasses oversized labcoat scientist girl who makes tf potions and i didn't even get a single call back
Somewhere out there is a med school where the true final test is a secret one that's after the official ones, where every single student fails it. The only way to pass is to show up anyway, and they will tell you to fuck off, you didn't pass, you're not graduating, you're not a doctor and you are not qualified to practice medicine.
And if you just keep insisting "that's not true, that didn't happen, that kind of thing never happens and if it did it's extremely unlikely that it would be happening now", and truly believe it from the bottom of your heart, until they give up wrangling you about it and just let you have the medical license anyway. Because only a true doctor can be capable of ignoring absolutely all proof of anything they find inconvenient, and evidence that would contradict with what they've decided to believe.
I think it’s interesting that in the fallout universe a lot of jobs that previously required university degrees like doctors, scientists, archivists, etc. have mostly become jobs that you learn through basically an apprenticeship. I think that’s a realistic way of explaining how these sorts of professions are still going after the apocalypse.
Autism is some monkey's paw sort of shit, you've got the power to give people the most devastating rip-your-scalp-off level insults that will haunt them for life, with a completely straight face, but the catch is that you don't do it on purpose and also have no idea that you're doing it at all before people get mad at you for no apparent reason again.
On tumblr, you can say "don't stick a fork in that electric outlet in the wall, getting electrocuted that way is really bad for you", and people will reply with "but what if I use a knife? Is that dangerous too or am I allowed to do that?" And another one is like "op is lying it's actually 100% safe fun and cute uwu" because they live in a house with the electricity cut off. A third one goes "oh my god I had no idea I've been risking my life every single time I poke a fork at the wall. I just like the way the wallpaper feels when I puncture it. No wonder mom yells at me every time I do it! D:"
And then it explodes into an argument concerning whether or not getting electrocuted is inherently, ontologically bad for you or not, because someone shared their story of how getting electroconvulsive therapy cured their depression and saved their life, and therefore OP is wrong for implying that going out of your way to get electrocuted is always wrong and bad in every situation.
used to think it terribly silly (and kinda funny) when fantasy or sci-fi stories would have people refer to major recent historical events as The Flood or The Incident or The Revolution, and im sure historians fucking hate that because it's not helpful or descriptive, but we sure do be calling it The Pandemic
imagine youre kris and youre all reserved and cagey and you dont want to tip off your new best friend susie as to how much your parents divorce fucked with you. and then all your adventures take her through divorce themed fantasy lands constructed by your subconscious
just helped an old old man log into his outlook account and we succeeded and he said “young lady, go in peace. we have accomplished this mission.” what an electrifying way of speaking…
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