Good morning americaaaa ka kaw!!!!! I’ve been gaming recently so. I made more . mor of the guys! In the style of the game I was playing!!! Woooohooooooo
I got Cattails: Wildwood for chrissmiss ,aand it’s been so much fun to play. It’s like stardew valley but with cats AND you get to design a whole town AND you can marry god. Think it’s still on sale on Steam for those who wanna check it out! Go check it out. Go che. Oh and on the switch B)
I made these first drafts tonight of some fan tf2 characters for the game! I can combine anything. Oorah. Still haven’t got the style of the game down, I’m too heavy handed on the lineart lol, but a good first attempt nonetheless! Definitely wanna revise some of these designs, looking at you pyro. Should be out soon! (Along with lore dumps for each of the kitty kittys yay)
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the first manned shuttle ever to launch into space- the vostok in 1961- had a space for the crew around 6 feet (2.3 m) in diameter. the first manned shuttle to carry three people at once- the voskhod in 1964- was practically the exact same size, and required the crew to forego spacesuits in order for all three of them to fit.
the death engine is... well. a hell of a lot bigger than either of them. we never get a picture of it in its entirety, but from what we see both in photographs as well as the visible space in person, the docking bay alone probably has more space than both of those ships combined. which makes sense, as it is a satellite and not exclusively a flight vessel.
... but the death engine still had a crew of three to man it for however long it was intended to be in immediate use. three people, solaris only being one of them.
as if that wasn't bad enough on its own, the other two assistants who tagged along weren't professionals, but intern astronauts- making it rather obvious why none of them survived as long as solaris herself did. before she discovers who the agent is, she assumes them to be equally as inexperienced right out of the gate (“Okay, lesson one of space internships: You need oxygen to live”).
from these two factors alone, we can assume that solaris would have been pulling over twice her weight around the satellite regardless of whether or not her assistants were alive, and only took on more responsibility after they were killed while on duty. that's already a huge mental strain and time investment in its own right. but that's not even all of it.
astronauts need to exercise for at least two hours if they don't want to suffer muscle or bone atrophy. as a result, they need to eat more calories than they normally would on earth. sodium intake also needs to be reduced (as the human body sheds less of it in space), and vitamin d intake needs to be increased (as it can not be generated from the sun). that means, perhaps rather obviously, that their diet is very important.
unfortunately for solaris, she is stuck eating the grotesque space slop.
not only does the food ration not include the recommended amount of essential vitamins, and include a self admittedly high amount of salt, but it is unclear what it even is supposed to be.
i can only hope that vitamin d happens to be a part of the 'some essential vitamins' included, since- considering there is zero orange juice located in the orange drink- there is probably none of it to be found in there.
this isn't even mentioning the importance of sleep on a spacecraft, partnered with how difficult it is to acquire in altered gravity. and partnering that up with solaris' poor diet, and the mountain of tasks she probably has to go through just to keep everything operational?
i clown on her a lot for 'doing nothing' while the agent was meddling with her things, but this entire time she's been overworked, underfed, and presumably doing all of that on a heavily fragmented sleep schedule.
no wonder she hasn't gotten around to clearing the radiation from the docking bay. no wonder she stayed in her chair the entire time. i would have gotten the call from zor and gone straight back to fucking bed!!!
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One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine.
Ten.
Fit breathes in, Fit breathes out. The cave wall behind him is sheer and high, something he would need tools to scale. The path down is jagged and steep, something he would rather build a bridge along.
There are also corpses down there. He can see nine of them from here, but is sure there are more deeper in.
Nine corpses.
Nine friends of Madagio.
What the fuck.
They look like Fed workers, and yet... surely the Feds murdered them when they left the island? One way, or another. Directly or indirectly, it is the Federation's fault.
It is infuriating, horrifying, disturbing.
It is about what Fit has come to expect.
They look like Fed workers, but Madagio called them friends... Madagio, too, is blank but for his eyes. Did the Federation do something to them? Change them?
Its is certainly an implication Fit and his companions have considered before.
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine.
Ramón, Pac, Richarlyson, Mike, Tubbo, Philza, Bagi, Chayanne, Tallulah.
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine fucked up corpses, all scattered around.
For a moment he sees not Fed workers, but his son, his boyfriend, his family, his friends...
Then he blinks, and it is gone, and nothing is alright but they are Fed workers again.
One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine.
Ten.
Fit slowly, carefully makes his way down the side of the cliff. His arm is broken, his ankles smart, but he makes it.
There is not just stone and corpses here, but gravel.
Fit has nothing, but he knows not what to do, and is surrounded by corpses who every time he blinks look like his family.
He cannot, cannot keep staring until Madagio gets bored. He will starve, go mad, something.
So he fights an impossible fight against the gravel, scooping it and scooping it to the sides until he has a pit.
Then he takes the closest corpse and lays it in, and pushes the gravel back into place.
One.
He does not look at the corpse as he buries it.
Two.
He refuses to see a face again.
Three.
He promised. He promised.
Four.
He will not abandon his friends.
Five.
He will not let them die.
Six.
Not ever.
Seven.
Not like this.
Eight.
He will ruining the Federation, and avoid this fate.
Nine.
And done.
Fit collapses into the gravel over the final grave, too exhausted to even try to move.
That's fine. Madagio will get bored soon, and then Fit will strangle his damned neck before getting home.
He will destroy the Federation. Whatever it takes.
Whatever it takes.
It can have him, his life, his soul.
It cannot have his friends - his family.
He will not fail them.
He will not.
He cannot.
If he fails them, he will not survive.
...
Whatever it takes.
Whatever it takes, to prevent nine corpses from being found in another cave.
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Anonymous asked: Reiju
send me a character and i’ll tell you…
A song that reminds me of them
Poison by Groove Coverage (Alice Cooper cover)
What they smell like
Lilacs, roses
An OTP
Law x Reiju
A NoTP
Reiju x Luffy
Favorite platonic/familial relationship
Sanji. She is 100% his best sibling
A headcanon that is popular with the fandom but that I disagree with
I don’t see a lot of headcanons for her in the fandom so not much to disagree with
The position they sleep in
Side
A crossover I’d love to see them in
Power Rangers, but so she can wear the Psycho Pink uniform from Power Rangers in Space
My favorite outfit they’ve ever worn
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