
I'm exhausted of living in hell, so I spend my time building blueprints for heaven.He/him | 24 | aspec | ASDWorldbuilding Projects:Astra Planeta | Arcverse | Orion's Echo | SphaeraThe Midnight Sea | Crundle | Bleakworld | Pinereach
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How Hard Is It To Be A World Builder? Do You Like... Build Them One Brick At A Time? Does It Take You
how hard is it to be a world builder? do you like... build them one brick at a time? Does it take you seven days too? Are you God? Or is it more like... like minecraft? Are you minecraft?
For me, it comes as easily as breathing. I'm a worldbuilder by nature: I love learning about how the real world works, turning the pieces of it over in my mind, and putting them together in new configurations. In that sense it's very much like building with bricks, though more the Lego kind than clay. Not only that, but I have strong escapist tendencies –what better refuge, then, than a haven I've built myself? I don't consider myself a god to these worlds –many are canonically godless– but I do have a sort of parental fondness for them. After all, I've put several years of my life into each of them.
So in that sense, it's not very hard for me! But that's just me. For some people it doesn't come as naturally, but that's okay! That doesn't mean you shouldn't do it, if you want to. Worldbuilding, storytelling... these arts are an inherent facet of human expression, rooted deeply in our ancestral desire to wander and explore. Even if you struggle with it, it's worthwhile, because you are making something that is uniquely yours, and that matters. And don't forget: there's no right or wrong way to worldbuild. Your process of creation is as unique as the art that results!
And no, I'm not Minecraft, but I do adore Minecraft for all of the above reasons!!!
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so happy you made the glock post.. because now i’ve found a cool lil writing acc to follow and enjoy!!
Thank you so much!!! I'm very grateful for the literal hundreds of followers I've gotten in the past week, but it's especially nice when folks actively engage with my work (and with me, hehe, I wanna make more friends!) I hope you do enjoy it, I've got plenty of stuff already up and even more in the pipeline. :)
Alien cultures have mythology too! Every civilization that humans have encountered within the Diaspora canon has a cultural history with some sort of mythological tradition –often multiple different mythologies, in fact. Sophontologists generally agree that while specific religions are not universal, evidence shows that the concept of belief systems (created to fill in the gaps of a culture's knowledge) is common to most sapient species. Some examples:
A certain ziirb culture, the Driizunn, once believed in a great deity representing order, wisdom, and protection. This deity, Nzmarri, became the namesake of the powerful artificial intelligence which now administrates all of ziirb civilization.
Like humanity, the shyxaure named the planets of their home system, Aelycah, after mythological figures. The chief deity of the Elashareyu, a prominent shyxaure culture, was the god of the sky, Haaçayor. However, very close behind them in importance were Vymara and Valimora: love and death. Those are the two constants of the world in Elashare myth; the compromise between the need of nature and the desire of the sentient being. Valimora assures the cycle of nature keeps going, while Vymara allows the most important parts of a person to exist forever in the flock: their family, their legacy, their love.
In the ancient rimor civilization of Ilen, the sun was embodied by a mother goddess named Alai, who made the world Volkh as a nest for her children: the rimor themselves. This belief helped to drive the rimor's pursuit of spaceflight as an instinct to leave the nest and explore on their own.
Unfortunately, we do not have very good records of the skgri mythos, just names from which xenoarchaeologists must derive mythological roles based on context.
no for real I need you to understand how I experienced this

How can I gaslight my parents into thinking I’m a stripper? I mean how can I instill just a hint of the possibility into their minds I miiiigt be one? Like not enough for them to ask about it, but enough for them to question it and wonder if they’re reading into things or not? I’m a young lady who still loves with them. I have a good job, have never gotten a speeding ticket, kissed someone, or really often into any trouble, but that’s boring. I need to spice stuff up

........ ma'am I am a worldbuilder?

Well duh. They boned.
protoceratopsgirls and velociraptorgirl engulfed in a sudden sandstorm, their final makeout session forever preserved in fossilized form
So fun story about my roommate
so last semester, my new roommate, without consulting anyone else, put up these stupid wall stickers. and I had to live with em alllll year.



(ignore the tapestry, that's mine)
so, end of the school year starts coming up, we're gonna have to take the damn things down anyway. so I decide to have some fun with it.
on sunday, while roomie was away at work, I took the stickers off the wall and started cutting up the letters. and this was what she found when she came home.



this was just above the couch, the first thing you'd see upon walking in the door. and my favorite of all, in the corner where the couch met the wall:

the next day, while I was in class, she came home and saw it. and promptly began acting like I did not exist.
It was the greatest week I'd had since moving in.
but only a week. one day, I texted our collective roommate group chat that I was taking an online test, and that I'd need quiet for about 2 hours or so. and when I finished, I left my room to find bare walls where my art once was, and a ball of letters in the trash can.

so I fished it out. and left this.

but I wasn't done quite yet. I fished out a couple favorites and put them back up in my room (partly bc I had gotten a bit attached to nut,)

now, you might notice that "tit" has lost its "s". that s now serves a greater purpose:
forming the word "penis" that I hid on the wall behind the couch before I moved out.
suffice to say, that roommate hasn't talked to me since.