I Think Its The Way It Moves?

I think it’s the way it moves?

The somewhat sexual quality of sand

Well, I can fix the humming bird. A humming bird and a rodent of some kind, like a squirrel maybe. Little guy just wants its flowers.

It annoys me unreasonably when you want to ask people "what bird and what mammal would make the worst gryphon" as a fun thought exercise, and people with no joy and no imagination always interpret it as "a gryphon that sucks, is physically impossible, and would hate being alive", and - being predictable and lacking in imagination - always, always answer with "a hummingbird and a blue whale lol".

Like come on. Why do you have to suck the fun out of everything. Why not use a fraction of imagination and delightful whimsy. Imagine the combination of a mouse and a sparrow. That creature would be merciless, burtal, absolutely determined to get into your trash and has the power of both wings and hands to do its will. Or a crow and a cat - that thing is smart enough to fuck with people and not afraid to do it. Imagine the ungodly shriek of the noble fox-seagull, also determined to get into your trash.

A gryphon that is a combination of a kangaroo and a cassowary. The only proof we have of a loving god is the fact that those things do not exist. If hell is real, it's full of them. That thing can't fly, but it will run you down, it will kill you, and you will look stupid the whole entire time you're dying.

Why would the first thing that pops into your mind at the words "the worst gryphon" automatically be "a gryphon that hates being alive". Can you not picture a gryphon that fucking loves being alive, and has both the power and the will to make it everyone else's problem.

Analog watches: *quietly ticking away waiting to be cross checked with the phones and such* don’t forget me.

reblolgos for bigger sample size :))

Looks to me like either a statue or a well made costume of the Laputian robots from Castle in the sky, so… convention of some kind?

i am fucking obsesssed with this image

The sleepers

Pt. 2

There was a knock at the door, and I heard a few people come in shortly after. Turing from the window, I saw Dr. Adams coming in with Noah and Gavin, which means Daniel was the one who was still under… if Ettyn was the one tending to him, he’d have quite the shock, as I recall his Arachnophobia was far worse than mine.

“Dr. Adams.” I said, nodding. Noah and Gavin looked somewhat dazed, and more than a little confused.

“I’ll leave you three here to adjust a bit to things, if you need me I’ll be down the hall, room B-67, tending to and monitoring your other companion.” Dr. Adams said, stepping back outside.

Clearing his throat, Noah was the first to say something, not surprising to me as he was always more talkative and outwardly inquisitive than the rest of us.

“What exactly is happening, Mike? When I woke up someone told me to wait for that Dr. Adams fellow, he showed up with Gavin and just told me to follow him.” Based on Gavin’s expression, it seemed he knew about as much as Noah did.

I took a deep breath, this wasn’t going to be easy.

“It’s been almost a millennia since the seed ship was launched.” I started, they both nodded, this didn’t come as a surprise, the ship was designed to be able to hold us almost indefinitely, we had expected to come up in a vastly different time.

“In that time..” I paused, breaking the news that you’d just lost your homeworld was harder than I’d thought. “In that time, earth was destroyed. Humanity happened to move someplace else, the new world is called Terra Nova, but our homeworld is gone.”

This news was shocking, we all knew that earth would fall eventually, but it was presumed to be several billion years from now.

“And, there’s one other thing.” This news I hoped wouldn’t hit as hard. “We are the only survivors of protect Genesis.”

At this, Gavin spoke up.

“What do you mean ‘only survivors’? Was the ship destroyed? Did the systems fail? The seed ship was designed to be able to repair itself if needed.”

“The ship was destroyed, Gavin, miraculously, our cluster was still operating when we were found, though I was told that it was on the verge of failure.” I responded, somewhat flatly.

“Michael North to room B-67, Michael North to room B-67” buzzed the intercom, startling all three of us. Daniel must’ve woken up, or something had gone horribly wrong.

“I’ll be back soon. Probably with Daniel.” I said, making my way out the door. As I walked down the hallway, scanning the numbers on the doors as I went, I nearly ran into Ettyn.

“OH! Michael, I’m so sorry, I was just coming to get you.” She said, her mandibles clicking slightly, I’m not sure if it was normal, but I don’t recall hearing it the last few times I’d heard her speaking.

“Is it bad?” I asked, somewhat worried, they already called me over the intercom. Ettyn was quiet for a moment.

“Difficult to say, as you humans say, ‘it is in the eyes of the beholder’” that sounded sounded real good. As we made it to room B-67, I could see Dr. Adams coming out, he looked up and saw Ettyn and I coming down the hall.

“I think it would be best if I left you alone in there.” He said, giving me a small smile, and walking back to what I assume was his office. Again, real comforting.

I stepped inside, Ettyn staying by the door.

“Hey Mike.” Said a voice I thought I’d never hear again.

“Evan?”

“Yeah, Professor Johnson thought it would be better if you and I were in the same cluster.” My younger brother said, somewhat nonchalantly, but I wasn’t sure if that was because he had just woken up or not. In all honesty, I was relieved that he was safe. Noah and Gavin would need an explanation, but that could wait until Evan was given the all clear to get out of bed.