We come back to LAVA LAMP CLUTCHING THE FEW REMAINING BROKEN SHARDS OF SYAORAN TO HIS CHEST
FAI AND KUROGANE ONLY JUST GETTING THERE, FIGHTING THROUGH THE HOWLING WINDS AND THEIR MASSIVE INJURIES TO SEE THE DYING FRAGMENTS OF THEIR SON FALLING AWAY
AS LAVA LAMP HOLDS THE SHARDS OF GLASS TO HIS CHEST IN DESPERATION
And Fai’s stolen magic hanging in the air above them
:’D Tsubasa
Yup! It’s Tsubasa!
Yes this is absolutely the most painful way to expand on this moment, thank you Clamp
I AGREE WITH YOU SO HARD MAN i find it boring as hell that we have those complex, alien, amazing blend of machine and organism massive structures and people want to reduce them to what is basically a finger
Ignore the fact that I not only had this ask sitting in the box for several weeks but the art as well.
Time to continue the on the string propaganda as is my duty
YES there is SO much room to make these supercomputers incredibly interesting without taking them off the string.
Like I get it, silly creature in scenario (I love those) and I'm not gonna criticise it much here- this is mostly gonna be an appreciation post, but big machine that is not human could very much stay a big machine that is not human.
Faithful mutual @sin-ari talked to me about how such a complex machine would struggle to portray it's emotions through the puppet. The puppet is meant to comfort the ancients and provide a way to communicate in the same style. But who's to say iterators feel things the same way? What if they had emotions that are indescribable to us? Things we could never experience?
And I'm going to keep talking about Ari's points cuz yess iterators should express their emotions with all of their structure. You should hear the thrumming and crackling of the flux condensers! You should hear the growling of their systems with anger, you should feel the metal walls vibrate with sound!!
The PLACE is alive and you should feel it!!! If you wander into an iterator structure and it's quiet, not a single 'whoop' from the flies, if the lights aren't dancing like they usually are, if rooms are empty with inactivity, could you not feel the sadness?
Does the general system bus play a different tune?
*random sailor at the Sereth river*: This night is so creepy... Why did we have to sail on All Hallows Eve Night?
Sailor number 2: Halloween??? When we have our own Walpurgisnacht in May?? What's with you youngsters importing foreign holidays? *Spits on the deck* Our national dates aren't enough for you??
Sailor number 1: That's not what I'm sayi-- what the hell is that???
Sailor number 2 *looks over his shoulder where a light on the water coming from thin air revealed an apparition of ghastly white hair and hollow burning eyes doned in heavy furs*: ahhhhhhhh!
*white haired demon, in a broken accent*: I'm really sorry for scaring you, we are looking for a ship carrying a large wooden box? About the size of a coffin?
Sailor number 1: We have no box here, Sir?? Nor we have seen such a ship.
White haired demon: I see, that's a shame. Evenings.
Sailor number 1 and 2 *looking at the demon get back to a strange ship where a well-dressed white man in furs sails it*:
Sailor number 2: Caronte... Caronte is taking that poor soul to the Underworld! And the soul is looking for his grave!
Sailor number 1: I bet he died on the river! And he was to-marry but he died before his wedding night! Did you see how young his flesh looked like??
Sailor number 2: We are taking port to-night. This is no night for sailing.