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Ooo love the cult stuff. Shame he tried to kill Nolan.

My Moores is named Joshua. He’s a former soldier who developed a redeemer complex. He believes the best way to help people is by torturing or gaslighting them until he develops an algorithm to break people just enough.

They wouldn’t get along

In the future though. They’re terrariums made to force evolution to create terrible beast once they are released. One of my favorite being the Centphoniphore which is a mountain size collection of organisms. Some are the carapace others are stingers that drag people into its body.

So in the “present” there isn’t a lot of new creatures. Some have brighter or darker hues. Others are bigger. There is left sided bacteria which is very deadly.

Most materials are created via cold fusion. Factory worlds exist mainly for capitalism. Most people don’t have a love of the craft.

The exception being awakened and paragons. Many paragons become such cause they craft so much and care for their work. Many of which become enchanted.

In Vul, pets are actually in the decline. With homunculus and not a lot of money most people can’t afford pets or want any. Some awaken have pets, lot of Bunnians do as well. Jane ends up adopting a baby giant spider. (So cat sized spider) It crawled out of a guys mouth!

A very therapeutic piece I see.

What crime did the criminal do?

Also funny thing I also have a character named Moores. It’s his last name though.

Throw those hands!

In the park Rycus sees a little kid who scratched his knee his mother putting a bandaid on it. Rycus sees an ice cream truck he buys some ice cream for the two of them and gives it to both of them with a happy smile. He then leaves the playground he stops at a random building. He lays his head on it and starts to cry,but has a smile on his face. He drys off his tears with his finger that are impaled with black screw in nails where his finger nails are. He takes off his hoodie and is wearing a normal red shirt he enters the building. Members of the drug cartel are there looking at him.

An old short story I wrote in high school. I honestly don’t remember a lot about it other than the designs I had in mind inspired my interpretation of Homunculus.

In Vul the stars are being utilized for cold fusion. The U.C which directs the flow of materials knows that it will not last. It rather have the wheel of samsara go to a crawl before it accepts its fate. A fate that would allow upper dimensions to flow into ours and replenish the universe.

Jane Lavender is a city Druid. So she has interacted with many different types of plants and fungi on a regular basis.

A gem forest dying. Sounds so otherworldly.

I wouldn’t be surprised if there was. Didn’t Lincoln box a reporter at one point?

Talk about big ego

I like how the mwahaha is meant to keep guilt away.

The tree roots devoured the boulders that used to be pillars and obelisks before smoothed by time and erosion. While the streets were split into two sections like a modern road by small yet mighty streams that I could jump over with ease. I kept diving deeper into this empire of graveyards until I came to a massive staircase that seemed to lead to the heavens. I stared up the staircase to see what was at the top. That's when I saw a massive black wall that looked like a spilled inkblot in the sky from where I was standing. I was in awe of its size, it was so massive that under normal circumstances it would have collapsed by its mere weight. It seemed to grow at a snail's pace in the hours that I was captivated by it. I was compelled, no, obligated to go and climb the stairway to admire the massive wall.

One of my older peice the amount of times I used massive is well… massive.

One of my favorite things of this piece is that it describes the Akastic Record before I was familiar with the term. which for those not in the know is an enormous collection of all the data in the world in Hinduism.

From what I’ve heard, some people make literal tunnels.

It’s absurd but I’ve heard of writers who do this. Mainly in achedemia.

Oh cool! Sort of like a neophyte?

Ophidiophobia? Just like Indiana Jones.

Damn 😔

In Vul, cold fusion exist and so there shouldn’t be a need to farm raw materials. However in order to keep capitalism to oppress humanity the U.C has several human colonies to mine planets of specific materials and elements to bring to factory planets.

Best character in Black Lagoon.

In Vul there are crop planets that are pumped with Carbon Dioxide to make crops grow bigger. Similar to how oxygen made huge centipedes in the Carboniferous period.

It requires a large amount of phosphate which humans mine from Leithalisu or use cold fusion to manufacture.

Does the low gravity also affect the shape?

Is the vampire a fan of Farscape?

Last night I had the most fantastic dream

I was working at Dairy Queen.

How much money did he lose when weapon manufacturing shut down. Cause clearly it wasn’t enough.