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what is the pale blue dot?
Pale Blue Dot is a photograph of Earth taken on February 14, 1990, by the Voyager 1 space probe from an unprecedented distance of approximately 6 billion kilometers (3.7 billion miles, 40.5 AU), as part of that day's Family Portrait series of images of the Solar System.
In the photograph, Earth's apparent size is less than a pixel; the planet appears as a tiny dot against the vastness of space, among bands of sunlight reflected by the camera. Commissioned by NASA and resulting from the advocacy of astronomer and author Carl Sagan, the photograph was interpreted in Sagan's 1994 book, Pale Blue Dot, as representing humanity's minuscule and ephemeral place amidst the cosmos.
Carl Sagan comments on what he sees as the greater significance of the photograph, writing:
From this distant vantage point, the Earth might not seem of any particular interest. But for us, it's different. Consider again that dot. That's here. That's home. That's us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every "superstar," every "supreme leader," every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there – on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.
The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds.
Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves.
The Earth is the only world known so far to harbor life. There is nowhere else, at least in the near future, to which our species could migrate. Visit, yes. Settle, not yet. Like it or not, for the moment the Earth is where we make our stand.
It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we've ever known.
Earthrise is a photograph of Earth and part of the Moon's surface that was taken from lunar orbit by astronaut William Anders on December 24, 1968, during the Apollo 8 mission.
Fifty years to the day after taking the photo, William Anders observed, "We set out to explore the moon and instead discovered the Earth."
#ironically i referenced Earthrise in the Pale Blue Dot piplup#another great photo slash euphemism is The Blue Marble!#i am piplup and you are the flowing grain#not art#thedevote87
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“Look again at that dot. That's here. That's home. That's us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every "superstar," every "supreme leader," every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there-on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.
The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot.
Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves.
The Earth is the only world known so far to harbor life. There is nowhere else, at least in the near future, to which our species could migrate. Visit, yes. Settle, not yet. Like it or not, for the moment the Earth is where we make our stand.
It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we've ever known.”
― Carl Sagan, Pale Blue Dot: A Vision of the Human Future in Space
#Carl Sagan#Pale Blue Dot#if only people were able to have a different perspective#if only for one moment they were able to leave the ego behind#and raise above themselves and truly see that in all this infinite universe#we are just tiny creatures of no consequences in the greate scheme of things#but that at the same time it's what we do with everyday that gives meaning to our own existence and makes us all all so incredibly precious#If you have never ready any book by Carl Sagan)#please do#I know that when I did it created a new humbling perspective for yours truly#I truly had an epiphany
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“That’s here. That’s home. That’s us.
On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every “superstar,” every “supreme leader,” every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there–on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.
The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds.
Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves.
The Earth is the only world known so far to harbor life. There is nowhere else, at least in the near future, to which our species could migrate. Visit, yes. Settle, not yet. Like it or not, for the moment the Earth is where we make our stand.
It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we’ve ever known.🌎🌠🌌
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People just don't get that redemption isn't for everyone
Yes people can do it but sometimes it's best to say it's irredeemable
Sephiroth has been through so many tragedies to the point,it feels like redemption is one big joke to him,cuz he already reached the point of no return
Personally I feel like the trope of "everything is forgivable" is overused or overlooked way too often,there are things in the world that can't forgive and sometimes punishment is better than forgiveness
In Sephiroth's case, I don't think forgiveness will change anything,rather it's impossible,no one who knows him is willing to forgive him,hence some may say he has no faults at all like Hojo cuz that guy is messed up AF
Take it like this: If a guy who commits an unforgivable crime and someone says he should be forgiven based only on the fact that he was abused or insane or he went through some traumatic shit etc,it would not only feel ridiculous, it's outright selfish
Should Sephiroth be forgiven for the Nibelheim Incident just bcuz it was a crime of passion or he was mentally unstable and should get off free of guilt? No,cuz he did something terrible to others and that should be accepted
I've seen too many cases of normalisation or glorification or defence of characters' faults and apparently "you're a bitch for pointing out others' faults" these days and "it's not nice to have criticisms"
I saw some deep toxic shit about normalised toxicity in fiction lately
I mean I love Seph,but god I'm heavily aware he's evil as hell
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Yup. Sephiroth's path is set in his mind. For what reason would he deviate from his path? He decided to continue the cycle of pain. And Cloud could've continued that cycle after him if it wasn't for Tifa.
I want to state this: I'm against Sephiroth being redeemed. One reason is that no character ever deserves redemption. Redemption is a complex, grueling process that involves self-reflection, remorse, and a genuine desire to change. It requires a willingness to confront your actions and the consequences you inflicted upon others. Sephiroth, so far, has done none of this. He felt justified in his actions. And the few times when he does acknowledge what he has done? He rubs it in Cloud's face, for goodness' sake. He did this in Advent Children, 7R and even the original FF7, especially during that one iconic scene that shall not be named. Sephiroth has displayed constant cruelty to Cloud, his party and the planet. What on earth justifies him deserving redemption? Because of his awful and traumatic past?
Let me say this: the events leading up to and following Sephiroth's birth and childhood were undeniably tragic, and he cannot be blamed for them in any way. However, as an adult with the ability to choose his own path, he made the decision to inflict harm upon others, especially those who had no involvement in his suffering. As I mentioned in another post, introducing a potential redemption arc for Sephiroth would actually undermine Cloud's own arc and diminish its impact. Sephiroth serves as a warning to Cloud, acting as his dark mirror and representing the dark side of what a "hero" could become.
I would also like to mention Aerith, who, like Cloud, serves as another mirror to Sephiroth and had a deeply traumatic past. However, instead of succumbing to darkness like Sephiroth, she remained kind and hopeful. Sephiroth's redemption may also conflict with her story and role as well.
To sum it up, Redemption would require Sephiroth to question his beliefs and recognize the pain and suffering he has caused. He's not going to do that. He believes himself to be in the right, and the pain he caused to be "justice" in his mind.
And as you mentioned, it's clear that forgiveness is out of the question for him now. Cloud and Tifa, in particular, hold a deep hatred towards him and are determined to put an end to him. Tifa's grudge with Sephiroth has been largely overlooked, both by the fandom and CANON (seriously, what were the writers thinking...). But let's not forget the sheer terror poor Tifa had in 7R when she saw Sephiroth in front of Jenova's pod.
Both she and Cloud had been scarred (literally and figuratively) by this man for the rest of their LIVES. They deserve every blow they can get on Sephiroth...
Anyways, rant over. Please stop trying to make Sephiroth "work". He was a sweet baby that became an evil bastard. Let's appreciate the good and bad of the Crisis Cutie!
#sephiroth#ff7 sephiroth#final fantasy 7#ff7#ffvii#Cloud Strife#Tifa Lockhart#final fantasy vii#final fantasy 7 remake#ff7 remake#ffviir#ffvii ever crisis#c.c rambles#aerith gainsborough#miracle cutie#crisis cutie
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That's here. That's home. That's us.
On it, everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives.
The aggregate of our joy and suffering. Thousands of confident religions, ideologies and economic doctrines. Every hunter and forager. Every hero and coward. Every creator and destroyer of civilization. Every king and peasant. Every young couple in love. Every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer. Every teacher of morals. Every corrupt politician. Every superstar. Every supreme leader. Every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there.
On a mote of dust, suspended in a sunbeam.
The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that in glory and triumph they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot.
Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel, on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner. How frequent their misunderstandings. How eager they are to kill one another. How fervent their hatreds.
Our posturings, our imagined self-importance. The delusion that we have some privileged position in the universe, are challenged by this point of pale light.
Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves.
The Earth is the only world known so far to harbor life. There is nowhere else, at least in the near future, to which our species could migrate.
Visit, yes. Settle, not yet. Like it or not, for the moment the Earth is where we make our stand.
It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image.
To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot. The only home we've ever known.
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The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot.
Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves.
The Earth is the only world known so far to harbor life. There is nowhere else, at least in the near future, to which our species could migrate. Visit, yes. Settle, not yet. Like it or not, for the moment the Earth is where we make our stand.
It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we've ever known.”
― Carl Sagan, Pale Blue Dot: A Vision of the Human Future in Space
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happy new year to all my lovely mutuals and to random people who see this post
tumblr was truly my safe space on the internet and i intend to keep it that way in 2024
happy new year to the people in my life, to those who have been for years and those who i have met in 2023
happy new year to old friends and those who i have yet to meet
happy new year to those who are happy and well, and to those who are in any kind of pain
happy new year to all the human beings out there, those who fight to make their place in the world, those who fight to make the world a better place
happy new year to those who deal with their internal struggles and those who struggle to deal with the world
happy new year to the trees and the birds, to nature itself and to all the wonders that exist in it
happy new year to every living being there is on earth
may our wishes come true, may our physical and mental health be better, may we take care of ourselves and of others a bit better than last year.
but most importantly i hope this is a more just year for everyone.
a year with just a bit less of suffering in the world, just a bit less of hatred, polarization, cruelty and war.
i hope we as a world worry just a bit less about appearances and consummerism and social conventions and just a tiny bit more about solidarity, fairness and the actually dangerous state of the planet.
let us treat ourselves, people around us and especially, the environment and nature with the love and respect it deserves
i love you all
#new year#new year celebration#new year resolutions#new year 2024#2023#2024#2023 to be hottest year ever after ‘truly shocking’ six months as scientists issue major warning#climate change#climate action#climate emergency#climate catastrophe#climate crisis#environment#social justice#peace#climate justice#kind notes to self#happy new year
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Consider again that dot. That's here. That's home. That's us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every "superstar", every "supreme leader", every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there — on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.
The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds.
Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves.
The Earth is the only world known so far to harbor life. There is nowhere else, at least in the near future, to which our species could migrate. Visit, yes. Settle, not yet. Like it or not, for the moment the Earth is where we make our stand.
It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we've ever known.
Carl Sagan
#Carl Sagan#thepersonalwords#Love#quotes#literature#life quotes#author quotes#prose#lit#spilled ink#writers on tumblr#writing inspiration#poets on tumblr
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NTT Trigon Writing Guide
Trigon, at the surface, is a pretty basic character, and even when you go deeper, that mostly holds true. However, there are a couple quirks that I feel are important to capture while writing him to keep him interesting and in character. This guide is focused primarily on NTT Trigon, but also works for pretty much any other comic book version.
1) Trigon Sucks
The number one character trait and the thing almost impossible to get wrong: Trigon is literally the worst ever. He’s committed practically any atrocity you could imagine with no remorse. His entire existence is based solely in absurd, total evil. Imagine your shitty dad (or a friend’s if you don’t have your own) if he was also a genocidal maniac and you’re already well on the right track.
2) Trigon cares about Raven
The only thing that even vaguely contradicts his seeming hatred and indifference towards every living thing is his daughter, Raven. He’s shown multiple times to care about her well-being, kind of (not wanting her to die is already a huge step up to how he treats most living things) and desperately want her to rule beside him.
[Image ID: two panels of Trigon from the New Teen Titans. The first one, from NTT vol 1 #6, has Trigon saying to Raven “And you believed me, Raven? Surely you must now realize that I lied! I merely wanted you off the earth so you would not die with the rest of those maggots.” The second one, from NTT vol 2 #5, has Trigon saying “Arella... you were merely the vessel which carried her. Your milk nurtured her but my blood gave her life. How dare you claim I did not love my child when I sacrificed one hundred billion souls in her name. To escape the neververse I siphoned the life from my dimension--their souls gave me the power to come here--to claim my daughter. Now I use the four billion Earth souls I have clamed to return to my worlds, to populate my planets... to rule as a true ruler should.” End ID]
3) Trigon is a terrible father
(TW: mentions of child abuse in this section)
Just because he loves Raven doesn’t mean he isn’t terrible to her. Remember, Trigon is the literal worst. He loves Raven because he sees her as an extension of himself and the only other living thing worthy of a modicum of respect because she’s his daughter. He sees himself as having ownership over her due to the fact that he created her.
[Image ID: a collection of panels from the New Teen Titans. The first one, from NTT vol 1 #6, are two panels of Trigon speaking, one saying “You are my daughter, and therefore a god like myself, and far above the rabble whom we command. They are hardly worth our attention, let alone our discussing the value of their lives.” The second is from Tales of the New Teen Titans #2, also of panels of Trigon speaking, saying “Daughter, that soul-self is your darker side... the part of you that is me! I baptize it now, Raven--instill it with all my essence. Thank all the dark gods, you are mine!!! ...You are the daughter of Trigon!” The third is also form Tales of the NTT #2, of a vision of Trigon in Raven’s nightmare saying “No, daughter. I have come to claim what is mine!” and Arella, looking on at the scene, saying “Azar!” The final panel is from NTT vol 1 #25, and has a bubble of Trigon saying “I am you, Raven. You are evil as am I.” and Raven responding “No! No! I will not let you be released. I will not become your daughter of death!” end ID]
When Trigon realizes that Raven won’t passively put up with his cruelty or join him willingly, he begins sending her nightmares and mentally torturing her for months until her sanity crumbles. Even before then, he does things like punishing her by killing a child in front of her (NTT vol 1 #6) and physically torturing her until she admits that she’s his daughter (Tales of the NTT #2).
I think he does know that he’s treating her badly, but simply doesn’t care because he believes it’s his right. I think he also believes Raven would be happier ruling beside him and giving into her true nature vs trying to be a hero. Having him be too uncaring towards her (eg viewing her as disposable or trying to kill her) is out of character, but so is him being too nice to her.
4) Misc
Just like Raven, Trigon has an unnatural, kind of formal way of speaking.
Trigon is shown to be very manipulative and is capable of acting charming to get what he wants (eg making Arella fall in love with him).
Trigon is really old. It can be fun to keep that in mind while writing him.
In NTT, Raven is Trigon’s only living child after over a hundred failed attempts, which I think makes her even more special to him.
Trigon canonically has a dog in NTT vol 1 #6. Not that relevant, but I think it’s fun to bring that up.
In conclusion, Trigon really isn’t that complicated. Just imagine the worst thing he could possibly do/say in whatever situation he’s in and having him do it will usually work.
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Consider again that dot. That's here. That's home. That's us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every "superstar", every "supreme leader", every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there — on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.
The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds.
Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves.
The Earth is the only world known so far to harbor life. There is nowhere else, at least in the near future, to which our species could migrate. Visit, yes. Settle, not yet. Like it or not, for the moment the Earth is where we make our stand.
It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we've ever known.
Carl Sagan
#Carl Sagan#quotelr#Love# Life# World# Religion# Hope# Home# Confidence# Imagination# History# Thinking# Light# Suffering# Teachers# Universe# Distant# Future# Help# Joy# arena# astronomy# being# blood# blue# building# challenge# character# child# civilization
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So for a little while, I've been passively coming up with my own fan continuity. It's not fully formed - more of a series of half baked shower thoughts than anything else - but I figured 'fuck it, might as well share it before I forget all of this this.'
Okay, so our story starts pre-canon. Some thousand or two years ago, a ship of Minicons trying to flee the war arrive in our galaxy with Megatron in pursuit of them. The Minicons manage to shoot Megatron down, but not before he manages to severely damage their engines. As the ship breaks up in the atmosphere, several protoforms are thrown free from the ship.
Smash cut to forty years ago, where a small team of Autobots above Earth and are searching for Optimus Prime, who disappeared without a trace some time after Megs and the minis. Among the crew are the former Rescue Bot and bitter Elita One, the trigger happy and reckless Whirl, the klutzy but well meaning Seaspray, the triple changing rookie Moonracer, and one or two more bots that I haven't decided on.
As luck would have it, a team of Decepticons searching for Megatron arrive not long after, including the sadistic yet flighty Thunderblast, the Autobot traitor Mirage, the dull and brutish twins Runamuck and Runabout, and several other undecided cons. They attack the Autobots immediately, and the ensuing firefight sends both ships crashing down to Earth.
Forty years later, the Autobots awaken and their mission to find Optimus is quickly superseded by the need to defend Earth from the Decepticons. But during their time on Earth, they find that they aren't the only bots to have crash landed on the planet...
Miscellaneous bullet points
With Optimus and Megtron out of the picture, Ultra Magnus and Strika are leading their respective factions. Starscream tried to pull his 'Megatron has fallen!' shtick, only for Strika to shut him down before he could finish.
With the exception of the protoforms that fell from the ship and maybe(?) a few others, the Minicons on the ship died on impact.
Speaking of protoforms, several of them came into contact with humans, resulting in the fusion of organic DNA and robotic CNA at the cellular level. From oldest to youngest, some of the ones around today are Marissa Faireborn, Astoria Cartlon-Ritz, and Sari Sumdac, each of which have special abilities. Only Astoria grows up knowing she's not completely human, but recognizes the others for what they are almost immediately.
Unlike her compatriots, Marissa retains the Minicon ability to increase a bot's strength, though she doesn't physically powerlinx with them (Do not bring up Kiss Players. I was not intentionally drawing from kiss Players for Marissa). Instead, she emits a sort of energy field the can unlock extra abilities of whichever bot she chooses.
Astoria is an outlier with the power to disrupt technology with just a touch, but she has poor control over it. As this ability grows stronger, she eventually manages to work her way up to being able to temporarily stun a bot's t-cog.
Had Sari remained a full Cybertronian, she likely would have combined with two other Minicons to form a weapon equal in power to the Requiem Blaster or the Star Saber. As she is now, she packs far more firepower than her fellow techno-organics, something that fills Whirl with a worrying amount of glee.
There are other techno-organics, one of whom was found and experimented on for most of their life. The experience left them with a burning hatred for humanity and its cruelty, as well as Cybertronians due to the war forcing the Minicons to flee to Earth in the first place. Given their immense firepower, they likely would have been the second component to whatever hypothetical weapon Sari would have been a part of.
Some of the protoforms were activated long before Elita's team crashed on Earth, though I haven't decided if t hey're still alive or not.
G.I. Joe is in this Wait don't leave! For the most part, the Joes are in the background, only really crossing paths with the Autobots when the Decepticons and Cobra occasionally team up (And subsequently betray each other) or are coincidentally after the same goal.
Similarly to his Animated SG counterpart, Optimus is on Earth and under the control of somebody else, but I haven't decided on who. He's often sent out to dispose of his friends, something that ways heavily on the enslaved leader's spark.
Megatron's fate is still unknown. Maybe the Minicons really did manage to kill him or maybe he's in a situation similar to Prime's.
Several human villains from the franchise's history show up. Angry Archer, Slow Mo, and Nanosec are mostly just nuisances that the Autobots have to deal with sometimes, but Meltdown, Circuit Breaker, and Mandroid have personal vendettas against the visiting aliens. Maybe Mandroid has Optimus? Hmm.
The Autobots have holoforms, and it's an unspoken rule the Whirl isn't allowed to go out alone in his. He keeps doing shit to get himself arrested and Astoria is sick of bailing him out.
I won't say Optimus and Elita aren't a thing in this, but I won't say they are, either. Again, undecided.
Nobody knows why Optimus went off alone to find Megatron without telling anybody, but it'll be a long time before he's able to answer any questions.
#transformers#fan continuity#transformers au#maccadam#dude i do *not* feel like tagging all of those characters
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He was born on November 9, 1934. His father was an immigrant garment worker from what is now Ukraine. His mother was a housewife from New York. They were Reform Jews, and they lived in a modest apartment in a Brooklyn neighborhood. Even though the family had little money, his father, who worked in the garment industry, would give out apples to the poor. His mother had dreams, but as a woman and because of her Jewish ethnicity and her poverty, society set limits on what she could achieve.
He would say that his "parents were not scientists", but they would encourage him to reach for the stars.
When he asked them, "What are the stars?", they would tell him all they knew was that "they’re lights in the sky" but if he wanted to learn more about them, he needed to go to the library, which he did.
His curiosity led him to earn degrees in physics, astronomy and astrophysics
He became an astronomer, an author, and a social activist. His name was Carl Sagan.
He would say, referring to a picture of our planet compared to the size of the universe, "Look again at that dot."
"That's here. That's home. That's us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every "superstar", every "supreme leader", every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there — on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.
"The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds.
"Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves.
"The Earth is the only world known so far to harbor life. There is nowhere else, at least in the near future, to which our species could migrate. Visit, yes. Settle, not yet. Like it or not, for the moment the Earth is where we make our stand.
"It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we've ever known."
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Various Favorite The Megas Songs Inspired Sentence Starters
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EVOLUTION OF CIRCUITRY
"Stand with me, and we'll begin a new society."
"Power up the revolution. It's time for an evolution."
"Take down their institutions, and put an end to human cruelty. We will be free."
"I say they owe us a debt. Today, it's time to collect."
"We keep our heads held high, and start the fire."
"I'll send the spark of war along the wire."-
ANNIHILATION OF MONSTEROPOLIS
"Sitting on my throne up in the sky."
"You better watch out, guy: Anyone who comes this way will die."
"No one in this world can understand who I am."
"That is why I'm my own biggest fan."
"Do you know what it's like to be built this way?"
"With only the power to push others away?"
"I'll return in full everything that they're owed."
"The annihilation of everyone you know and love."
"For if I can't walk among them, then I will walk the world alone."
"There'll be a fire in the sky... And your doom will RAIN down!"
"There will be a tombstone with The Planet EARTH, *ENGRAVED* ON IT!"
"You've a heavy role to bear: do you think you can carry it?"
"I'll usher in the end. Upon my thunder chariot..."
HARDER THAN STEEL
"Now you stand to lose everything you see... Unless you stand up for what you believe."
"Get back your edge: You will win this fight."
"Your legend will live on. Our sons will sing your song."
"You're coming back. Word travels fast."
"You will not be a relic from the past."
"They're still with you all through these years."
"This is your chance."
"This is your town."
"You don't just break the mold, you beat it down."
"You've got back the touch-- the power."
"You've trained so hard, this is your finest hour."
"The bell's rung out. There's no turning back now."
"They're on your side, just fight like you know how."
"He's on the ropes, that's when you see the look."
"The tide has turned. You've got nothing left."
"They say throw in the towel. But that you won't accept."
"As the lights go out, the crowd's begun to sing."
HAYSTACK PRINCIPLE
"This is not my home. It's where I'm locked away."
"Would you believe this isn't me? That what you get isn't what you see?"
"I'm not a bad guy. I'm just designed that way."
"No matter what I try, I can't help but hurt those close to me."
"And I can't see a way out this time."
"It's hard to blame them: I even scare myself."
"Being built to kill seems to be detrimental to my health."
"He's on his way down. I hear him just above. I guess it's his job when pushing comes to shove."
"How can I retract these claws?"
"You can't take back the damage you cause."
"How can I take off this mask?"
"You can't remove the fear you cast."
"How can I turn off this hatred that fills my eyes?"
"You can't shut down where your path lies."
"When can I stop being bad?"
"If that's who I am... then I'll fight who I am!"
I'M NOT THE BREAKMAN
"Hard to see the good through your trail of dead."
"You say you’ll do all you can to save them."
"Killing your own won’t make you human."
"I woke to turn this man to cinder."
"My rage repairs what once was broken."
"They lost me. Forgot me. Made you from parts of me."
"If you’re the one, my father’s son... then what am I supposed to be?"
"You say these things you do are what you choose: This thing you call your will I call a ruse."
"We follow our path, we walk the program."
"I’ve accepted the machine I am."
"I wear a mask to hide what’s been erased."
"How do you kill a man who has your face?"
"My heart is gone there’s only fire."
"I’ve met my maker and the man’s a liar."
"He tore my heart from my chest to give to you."
"I'm not broken. I was the first."
GEMINEYE
"Stars are out tonight. They’re shining bright."
"Our sign is up in the sky; The stars don’t lie."
"Think I need a private eye."
"Someone wants me dead. So I called on you-- to learn his name, pick apart the clues."
"'Someone wants you dead', That's what you said. What can I do?"
"I'll watch your back. You make up for what I lack."
"I’ve had all I can take. I think it’s time. I go my separate ways."
"You speak for me. Everything goes black."
"How could I be so blind-- falling behind?"
"We're alike in mind. Two of a kind."
"But it's getting lost in the more you find."
"I forget my name. It's all the same."
"The clues had lead us to a dead end."
"The hired gun was on his way and we were both as good as dead."
"If we were both taking the big sleep... I swear I'll take the rat out myself first."
"I think we’ll never leave this deadly place. I know we’ll never see the light of day again."
GAMMA UNCHAINED
"Initialization complete. System activation in 3.02 minutes."
"Forgive me for what I have done. I've never felt the need to confess."
"This war has gone on much longer than any of us would have guessed."
"I've heard the names that they call me some sting, some can't help but ring true."
"I have to live with what I've done and find the strength to continue."
"Tell me why I'm the one that they fear? And for him they cheer?"
"Stand, for you are now unchained."
"You'll bring peace to a world gone insane."
"I'll give you power, you take control."
"I cheated, the lies that I told. It's all for a future that I have seen."
"The death, the lives that I stole... the end has to justify the means."
"I gave him power, a new heart. It filled too quickly with his rage."
"γ:\[NAME]>\sys/activation
γ:>[peacekeeping]/calculation
γ:>…[solution\extermination]."
"I know that I am no longer the same. The game has changed."
"What good is power? You're out of control!"
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“That’s here. That’s home. That’s us.
On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every “superstar,” every “supreme leader,” every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there–on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.
The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds.
Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves.
The Earth is the only world known so far to harbor life. There is nowhere else, at least in the near future, to which our species could migrate. Visit, yes. Settle, not yet. Like it or not, for the moment the Earth is where we make our stand.
It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we’ve ever known.🌎🌠🌌
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"Look again at that dot.
That's here.
That's home.
That's us.
On it everyone you love,
everyone you know,
everyone you ever heard of,
every human being who ever was,
lived out their lives.
The aggregate of our joy
and suffering,
thousands of confident religions, ideologies,
and economic doctrines,
every hunter and forager,
every hero and coward,
every creator and destroyer
of civilization,
every king and peasant,
every young couple in love,
every mother and father,
hopeful child,
inventor and explorer,
every teacher of morals,
every corrupt politician,
every "superstar,"
every "supreme leader,"
every saint and sinner
in the history of our species
lived there,
on a mote of dust
suspended in a sunbeam.
The Earth is a very small stage
in a vast cosmic arena.
Think of the endless cruelties
visited by the inhabitants
of one corner of this pixel
on the scarcely distinguishable
inhabitants of some other corner,
how frequent their
misunderstandings,
how eager they are to kill
one another,
how fervent their hatreds.
Think of the rivers of blood
spilled by all those generals
and emperors so that,
in glory and triumph,
they could become the
momentary masters of
a fraction of a dot.
Our posturings,
our imagined self-importance,
the delusion that we have some
privileged position in the
Universe, are challenged
by this point of pale light.
Our planet is a lonely speck
in the great enveloping cosmic
dark.
In our obscurity,
in all this vastness,
there is no hint that help
will come from elsewhere to
save us from ourselves.
The Earth is the only world
known so far to harbor life.
There is nowhere else,
at least in the near future,
to which our species could migrate.
Visit, yes.
Settle, not yet.
Like it or not, for the moment
the Earth is where we make
our stand.
It has been said that astronomy
is a humbling and
character-building experience.
There is perhaps no better
demonstration of the folly of
human conceits than this distant
image of our tiny world.
To me, it underscores our
responsibility to deal more
kindly with one another,
and to preserve and cherish
the pale blue dot,
the only home we've ever
known.
~ Carl Sagan, Pale Blue Dot: A Vision of the Human Future in Space
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