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The world will rue the day it struck me down. I will ram into the back of its legs with my wheelchair (She/her 23)

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Ive Mentioned A Few Weeks Ago That Ive Got A New AU Incoming- And Im Really Excited To Share It With

I’ve mentioned a few weeks ago that I’ve got a new AU incoming- and I’m really excited to share it with you! But, as you might have noticed, I currently have way too many projects rn to take on any other fics, so this will have to remain a tumblr only thing for the forceable future.

THAT BEING SAID

I really want this to be an AU people are curious about and want to interact with! Especially if it isn’t leaving tumblr any time soon.

So!

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1 year ago

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#do they [the sentinels] mess with Ingo's plans? #i imagine they do because. he probably isn't a big fan of the Atlas either

The Sentinels (Ingo)

“Warning. Sentinel detected.”

Ingo flinched at the sudden voice of his exosuit, his hands threatening to drop his multitool in surprise. That wasn’t a message he hadn’t ever gotten before, although the alien dread and irritation suggested that before his memory loss he had. Getting a better grip on his multitool, Ingo turned to where his visor was directing him, coming face to face with-

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A little red drone.

He tensed for one anxious wordless moment… before the drone tuned away with a wirr, floating a ways away to scan a nearby tree. That was…. anticlimactic. For all the hubbub involved, Ingo assumed that they would attack him or something. The warning was still ever present on the bottom of his visor screen and it didn’t look like it was going away anytime soon. But why? The drone wasn’t doing anything- just scanning random rocks and trees as it buzzed around.

….well whatever. Ingo shook his head and went back to mining. He had a brother waiting for him, and his ship was almost finished. Just a couple more materials and he-

A metallic shriek was the only warning Ingo got before a sleeve of bullets got fired into his back. He whirled around as his visor lit up with red, his suit’s shields wailing about the damage they had taken. The sentinel- because it had been the sentinel who attacked him- began charging up another volley. “Hey!” Ingo shouted in alarm as his shield took another round of bullets. “Violence is highly unnecessary! Words would suffice!”

Unfortunately, the sentinel didn’t seem interested in (or capable of) starting a conversation, and Ingo had to dodge another round of ammunition. Irritated (and a bit scared for his life) he turned his mining laser on the aggressive little droid- which did little more the singe it. Still, Ingo didn’t have much other options, so he kept at it, slowly racking up damage while doing his best to avoid as much fire as possible.

By the time he finally managed to take the thing down, his shield was critically damaged and flashing at him aggressively. “Serves you right.” He spat at the exploded shrapnel on the floor, its internal parts fractured and and broken, strewn wildly in all directions. The parts were strange though, hardly resembling the internal circuits of his own ship and looking more like jagged purple shards. ….shards that eerily resembled the message from his brother.

“Warning. Sentinel reinforcements approaching” Oh heck no. Investigation abandoned, Ingo hightailed it out of there, running up the nearby hill and praying he could get far enough away in time. In less than thirty seconds the area he had previously been in was swarming with little red drones, the little buggers having blinked into existence between one moment and the next. Ingo had no idea where they could have come from- but he wasn’t sticking around to find out.


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1 year ago

Questions from someone who (regrettably) hasn't heard of the No Man's Sky before Astral Shards :P

What is Atlas? Since they hide from it, is it like Giratina in this au? Or Arceus?

The Atlas is many things.

Questions From Someone Who (regrettably) Hasn't Heard Of The No Man's Sky Before Astral Shards :P

The Korvax call it a god. An intelligence beyond comprehension and judgment. It created the world and all that reside in it, and the Korvax hope that by worshiping it, they too can obtain similar greatness.

The Vy'keen feel differently. The Atlas controls the sentinels, and the Vy'keen have been at war with them for generations. They do not trust something with that much power, and insist that if the Atlas is a god, then it must be insane.

The Gek are more neutral. They care little for things like higher powers and gods, and are much more concerned with their trades and profits. Still, even they acknowledge the power of the Atlas, of its ever present nature.

Questions From Someone Who (regrettably) Hasn't Heard Of The No Man's Sky Before Astral Shards :P

(The Korvax, Vy'keen, and Gek are the three main races in No Man's Sky, each with their own language and history)

Adaman and Irida think differently. They call it a liar, a hypocrite, a false god. They have spent most of their lives avoiding its crimson gaze, slipping into the cracks between worlds and leaving its jurisdiction.

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The Atlas is all of these things and more. It is the beginning and the end, the creator of everything and the keeper of order. It made the galaxy and all its wonders- every galaxy in every universe. The infinite cosmos is it's garden, and the sentinels are it's gardeners, tending to it's creations and making sure everything is in proper order.

Yet what is the point of a garden without someone to visit? What is the purpose of art if there is no one to view it?

And there in lies the hypocrisy. Because the Atlas craves order, demands assimilation- yet it created the travelers, the antitheses to all that it is. The travelers are the outliers, the mistake, the glitch in the code, yet the Atlas adores them more then any of it's other creations.

The traveler is the observer, the aesthete. Their entire purpose is to behold what the Atlas has made, to revel in its glory.

Forever adrift and aimless, doomed to always move and never stay- no home to call their own.

Is it any surprise that some rebel against that fate?


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1 year ago

Pokémon battles with friends is fun

Pokmon Battles With Friends Is Fun

(Original making out meme by kupahdraws on Twitter)


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1 year ago

Everyone goes feral in Hisui 25: Anticipation and Steel

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Summary: The rift goes quiet. Melli meets a train


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1 year ago

In everyone goes feral in Hisui, I think Akari should be able to bite Arceus, as a treat.

She should. It’s her right.


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