#cultshaped

[skullinsignia-blog]

❛   us here on the jackdaw, don’t consider ourselves men, loyal men, of service to anyone but ourselves, you’ll understand. so, if an upstandin’ gentleman like yourself is lookin’ for safe passage across these waters, i suggest you pay the fee, or take your chances with the sharks.  ❜   &  @cultshaped.

[ivorytouched]

how does/did tahir feel about the idea of commercializing androids, making them available to anybody purchasing them (i.e. households)? (i was too lazy to send it from droidhunt so here we go)

HE DESPISES THE IDEA .  if you consider it androids are proxy humans, yet with the capabilities to the worst kinds of damage, so in both those regards they can be used for extremely nefarious practices. yes one could argue that androids can be caretakers but it is too complicated an issue form them to be just that because if we don’t as a government create background checks for guns who's to say that we will for the “ ownership “ of androids.  then you could should into religious issues,  of people hurting androids under the premise of man thinking themselves god and creating these things for a lack of a better word, or making them into gods. like you never know , he doesn’t trust people enough to do good. i mean he has created androids, or android  like programing like vision and friday, but as a man with an arm augmentation he’s gotten a lot shit for both things and so he’s currently stopped making either of them.. @cultshaped 

[scriobh-blog]

@cultshaped​, from here:

PRIMORDIAL  GODDESS  OF  THE  NIGHT,  her  name  (  nyx  )  as  much  a  legacy  as  the  goddess  who  stood  at  or  near  the  beginning  of  creation.  however,  the  sage  who  belongs  to  the  eyes  of  kosmos  is  mortal.  let  him  wield  the  sword  of  damokles  and  she  will  bleed  like  any  other  mortal  does.  THE  THOUGHT  IS  BEYOND  HIS  DESIRES,  but  her  words  stir  a  deep  rooted  anger  nonetheless,  fingers  curling  into  a  clenched  fist.  they  all  know  him,  his  family,  his  ancestry,  his destiny  and  his  future  better  than  he  does.  they  name  him  their  CHAMPION,  and  though  he  wears  no  mask  nor  cloak  to  hide  his  own  identity,  they  refuse  to  let  him  in  any  further.  they  keep  him  in  the  shadows,  expect  him  to  live  with  the  leash  attached.     ‘    drachmae  can  purchase  you  a  lot  of  things,  but  knowledge  may  be  the  most  powerful  weapon  after  all.  how  much  longer  am  i  supposed  to  watch  how  the  cult  grows  chaotic  and  greedy,  using  the  war  for  profits  and  political  power  now  ?   ’

THE EYES OF NYX ARE EVERYWHERE. she knows better than anyone the wide range of feelings the sages have on deimos, ranging from annoyance to terror to outright worship. her own opinion is… complex. rationally, she is aware of the risk he poses, and why the ghost of kosmos has decided to keep him at arms’ length. but here, in front of him, she finds herself studying him with a morbid fascination. the cultists wear masks beyond the ghostly faces used at their rituals in the futile effort to hide their intentions from each other, and she wears more masks than any of the others. but he wears no masks. the clenched fist, the scowl, the way his anger practically radiates around him-- he is OPEN and CHALLENGING in a way that is the antithesis of her, and she cannot contain her curiosity.

“the ghost has their reasons,” she replies, her voice quiet and tinged with a hint of uneasiness, her hands fidgeting with the fabric of her himation to create a carefully crafted facade of uneasiness and veiled fear. “i do not know what they are, but i am certain their motivations are for the good of kosmos.”

[allmothered]

❛   Along the way the old men call me by my mother’s name, she looked just the same they say.   ❜

@cultshaped / starter call  ( ⟶  skeleton key )

[eaglebared]

⟨ ◈ ⟩ talk to @cultshaped

     ❛ so, do you still want to steer the adrestia? i know you said wanted to when you first stepped on board. ❜ weight shifts from one foot to another as the spartan places her hands on her hips. as she takes a breath she can smell the sea air as the ship below her feet sways ever so slightly as it traverses the waters. kassandra smiles briefly, happy to have a family again with all of them on board the adrestia. the two of them have had a strained relationship, but the misthios is glad to finally be able to catch up, no matter how awkward it still is. 

     before saying any more, she brings an index finger to point at her brother. ❛ just so you know, this is a one-off. DON’T get used to it. if we all die or we lose this ship -- it’s your fault and you better buy barnabas a new one. ❜