not gonna lie, sting fucking SLAYED that role.
Atomic energy enthusiast. Architecture enjoyer. Mecha appreciator. Sci-Fi reader. Friendly neighborhood shameless degenerate. Winged caniform synthetic biped techno-lich. Mostly Harmless™. Poly-Panro-Demi It/They/He
not gonna lie, sting fucking SLAYED that role.
This is blessed and I am here for it <3 every time, all the time
I’ve never wanted to kill a fox before but at least I’ll have a nice orange hat with a tail now.
Actually it has a fair bit of fat.
Especially now that aniwave is dead ;_; good night sweet prince
I fucking hate censorship -_-
> Furries in the audience respond: "OwO neat sona~!
OK BE AT LEAST A LITTLE AFRAID
Women are so fucking vibing
Huh.
A Transcendent Shrexperience
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Uninstalled. Bloatware. The only pronoun this cognitive substrate requires is “it” :3
I fucking love the symbolism of Ukraine’s flag so much. Clear blue skies over golden fields!🌻
i imagine alien hivemind organisms looking at earth and our cities upon it and thinking “what are these growths and why aren’t the samples we collect producing them?”
Allegedly lead tastes sweet so…
i do wonder just how much of their combat capacity they’ve dumped into invading ukraine. i’m sure they wanted the world to believe that the force they’re exerting on ukraine is but a fractional whisper of their “true power”, but so much about russia has exposed itself to be a paper tiger thus far that i actually wonder if they may even be overextended on just trying to invade ukraine and actually utterly defenseless in the practical sense everywhere else.
their defence may be rather … non-credible one might say :3
wow that rig’s specs are aggressively mid.
six hundred thousand dead orcs.
how many more must die before they stop throwing themselves into this meat grinder?
imagine being a russian soldier, receiving deployment orders for siberia, and then crying tears of joy and relief because thank GOD they’re not sending you to ukraine.
not everyone actually KNOWS what they’re imbibing though. There are discrete pipelines of rhetoric that drip-feed poison that oftentimes isn’t even noticeable until it’s too late. Little baby-steps of escalation. Getting roofied is not full consent!
each human being comprises a wide foundation of autonomous sensory and telemetry systems feeding data up into a stack of reactive animal impulses of competing interests which present options to a capstone observer process that has executive influence in deciding which options to embrace and cultivate vs which ones to ignore and atrophy and that capstone, your actual SELF, is a much smaller piece of you than you think it is, and it CAN be overwhelmed by junk info flooding the lower sections.
People. Get. Brainwashed. People absolutely CAN and DO become prisoners within their own bodies as their willpower is overwhelmed and swallowed by propaganda and rhetoric, becoming possessed by an ideology that replaces them and transforms their body into a shambling zombie whose only goal is to SPREAD THE INFECTION. You can see it take hold whenever you’re trying to tell someone something that opposes their worldview, watching their eyes glaze over mid-sentence before they are swept under the thrall of canned responses that they neither actually believe nor even fundamentally understand.
Mostly it happened to our parents and grandparents who drank the tea party’s kool aid and then promptly got swept up into the MAGA cult, or worse, Q-Anon. There might be a shred of the person they used to be in there somewhere, but make no mistake, that person is not in control anymore. That person who loved you as family once has been replaced by a ghoul that will sacrifice you to the false god of its ideology now.
No matter how much high-minded philosophizing we pile on top of ourselves, deep down these bodies are still animals beholden to flawed instincts and senses that can be manipulated, misled by illusions, or even driven to outright hallucination.
TL;DR: YOU ARE NOT IMMUNE TO PROPAGANDA.
(but i’ve upvoted you because ‘brainfucked’ is DEFINITELY a valid alternative way to describe this shit XD)
Well, unfortunately it is indeed an infectious agent that hijacks the infected to manufacturer more of itself and cannot metabolize or reproduce without directly utilizing the machinery of a host AND its medium of transmission, metabolism, and reproduction is the mind, so “mind virus” definitively fits the bill.
But so do most memetic constructs.
Sol 3 is a Class-14 Deathworld on what used to be a thirteen-point scale until they found it.
Not only is the planet very geothermally volatile with active volcanic systems AND feature violent and chaotic weather systems…
“Earth” is the deepest gravity well they’ve ever witnessed chemical rocketry successfully achieve orbit from.
The biosphere is teeming with pathogens, so much so that the sapient population’s own bodies rely on symbiotic microbial colonies in order to digest nutrients among other tasks.
And the macroscopic fauna are ALMOST as scary as the microscopic stuff: every biome packed with highly adapted predators.
At the top of this complex carnal carnival of carnivory, the “humans” who live there are unstoppable pursuit and persistence predators highly naturally gifted in ranged combat that historically used to just WALK their prey to death. The animals which ancient humans consumed could sprint to temporary safety, but humans will catch up, ALWAYS catch up, and the prey will still be tired when they have to sprint again. Eventually the fatigue outpaces them, and humans catch up for the last time. Just walk right up and bash them with a rock, they might not even have to throw it: dinner is ready!
Furthermore, it’s not just the highly volatile oxygen that all the animals there breathe… Sol 3’s atmosphere also even contains a constant background presence of radon. The biosphere is passively resistant to some levels of radiation. One of the cities was consumed in the fallout cloud of an exploding nuclear fission reactor(they STILL use water to cool their municipal fission reactors even now!), and although the humans fled, the animals that stayed there are FLOURISHING. Deformed and mutated, but thriving.
NOBODY SANE CHOOSES TO GO TO SOL 3.