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I’m not the best at Terraria, but I feel pretty proud knowing that I just beat Plantera with zero prep on my first attempt
reblog if you’ve read fanfictions that are more professional, better written than some actual novels. I’m trying to see something
The greeks inventing flamethrowers is an absolute mood.
Humans are weird: Flamethrowers
A common thing found across the universe as more and more species began advancing into the technological age of space travel was that in many isolated systems invasive insect like species had taken full control. Some of these worlds had no natural predators to keep the insects in control while others showed signs that there had been at one time or another but due to some natural disaster or internal conflict they lost the ability to contain the insects and were eventually overrun. With no natural prey they continued to grow and sometimes grow to the size of a car or be as compact as a softball depending on the species. Normally they would not be a problem as despite having full dominance over their respective worlds these insects still lacked the means to develop space travel via organic ships or mechanical. However, these worlds also drew the attention of the reckless and foolhardy with promises of wealth, glory, and fame. Game hunters, archaeologists, illegal mining operations, pirates and other criminals, and even the occasional tourist all launched private and unauthorized excursions to these planets. Most of them ended in some form of either comical or gruesome death as the insects are highly territorial and left no survivors, but there was the rare chance the intruders were able to extricate themselves from the hazardous planets with unknown passengers hitching a ride. It is still being researched how many of these escaping flights were infested with varying forms of the insects, current estimates have it at around 95% were infected. The outcome fell into one of three categories after these ships reentered space. First, the crew enter into deep freeze for the long voyage and the insects spread like wildfire across the ship and kill them in their sleep. Second, the crew is aware of the insects and attempts to eliminate them but fail leaving them free roam aboard the ship. Third, the crew successfully repel the insects and head for friendly space. For the ships that were overrun the worst possible outcome would often play out. Once the crew was wiped out the insects would begin rapidly multiplying while the ships nav-computer triggered after several days of inactivity from the crew and take the ship to the nearest spaceport. This tragedy was the spark of the insect wars as at least two dozen infested vessels made their way back to different planets across settled space. Quarantine for ships was not a common practice at the time as there had been no reports of an outbreak of disease. Upon landing or docking the insects would swarm out and overrun spaceport security details. Massive jaws ripped through metal doors like they were paper while smaller ones would slip through air vents and spread like a plague across the planet. Within two months a full blown blockade was established around the infested systems trapping all those inside with the invasive insects as they began taking control of one world at a time. Outside the blockade governments were in turmoil trying to devise a plan of action but infighting left it that the only thing they could agree on was maintaining the blockade and destroying any ship that would attempt to flee for fear of it being infested. This was the ruling of the galactic governments. Well, all but one of them…… ———————————————————————————————————– “We’re going to die here aren’t we?” Kolvan looked at Hobre. He was holding himself and rocking back and forth, his weapon laying beside him as his eyes darted around rapidly in an attempt to keep every angle in view. Kolvan, walking around the edges of the rooftop inspecting the streets below for any sign of movement, didn’t even bother to turn to Hobre. “Death would not be a probability had you not left Jobu to his you coward.” Hobre stood up suddenly. “How many times must I tell you?!? there was nothing I could do!!!” Kolvan quickly rushed over to Hobre and grabbed him by his throat. “Be.Quiet.” His grip tightened slightly to reinforce his seriousness and he could hear Hobre begin to slowly gasp for his breath. For a moment he was imagining himself dropping his weapon and using both hands to strangle the life of this backstabber, to throw his lifeless body from the roof down to the streets below and repay the friends they had lost with his own death. The faces of those that had been lost flashed before Kolvan until finally Jobu’s face was looking at him from behind Hobre. He let go of Hobre who then collapsed to the rooftop gasping for air and returned to walking the edge. Jobu would not have wanted his friends turning on each other at his passing, and right now that was the only thing keeping Kolvan from murdering Hobre. When the infestation reached their city, Jobu, Hobre, Kolvan, and their families had attempted to reach the local transit hub and take the last streamer line to the out of the city. They had all nearly reached the station when the insects swarmed over the building and flipped the streamer on its side before ripping it open with their jaws to feast on the trapped passengers. They’d fled back into the city and while Kolvan was leading the group into their current structure, a six story apartment complex, he had turned around to see that Jobu was gone. When he questioned Hobre he said that the insects had got him, but he didn’t believe it. He had always had a thing for Jobu’s wife and Kolvan wouldn’t put it past him to murder their friend if it gave him a chance at her. That had been nearly a month ago. They’d barricaded the entrance as best they could but they all knew it would only slow down the insects if they were found. They had searched every apartment and had rationed what food they could but supplies were beginning to run out. Before either of them could go at it again they heard a low rumbling sound. Kolvan crouched down and slinked over to the edge with Hobre following behind him coughing less and less. The two looked down at a strange metal vehicle lumbering through the streets with black clad figures walking in front of it. The vehicle looked heavily armored, about two car lengths i size and with tires large enough to to take up half a road lane. On top was a weirdly shaped bulge with two metal tube sticking out of it. It swiveled back and forth as if waiting for something. Kolvan changed his gaze to the black clad figures surrounding the clunking vehicle. There were three in the front and three in the back, two to each side of the vehicle and with the remaining two positioned at the front and rear of the vehicle. He couldn’t make out much detail from the distance but they appeared humanoid in shape but they each carried a strange metal cylinder on their backs that looked like it was attached to some sort of stick that each figure carried. The figures marched alongside their vehicle at an even pace and like their metallic guardian appeared to be looking to each side of the street. One of the figures looked up in Kolvan’s direction and he saw the glint of red eyes. Before he could do anything Hobre grabbed him and pulled him back over the edge. Kolvan was about to berate Hobre when the rumbling stopped. Neither of them dared move as they listened. Kolvan could barely make out what sounded like voices and the rustling of footsteps. He was about to peer over the edge when a voice called out to him. “Hello up there!” Hobre and Kolvan froze at the loud voice. “You, on the rooftop. We’re not here to harm you. Could you please come out?” The voice sounded amplified and could easily reach them from down below. Kolvan was about to stand up and answer them but Hobre grabbed him. “They’ll attract the insects! Keep qu-” “TO THOSE UP ON THE ROOF, WE ARE HERE TO HELP YOU.” The booming voice made Kolvan’s hair stand up on end and he scrambled up to see over the side once more. The voice appeared to be further amplified by the vehicle that had come to a stop right in front of their building. “REMAIN WHERE YOU ARE. A RESCUE VEHICLE IS EN-ROUTE TO PICK YOU UP.” Kolvan was about to respond back when a new rumbling began building up. It started as a soft rattle in the distance but quickly began building up until the entire building was shaking. At the far end of the street a tide of insects swarmed around the corners and made a b-line straight for black clad figures on the street. Rather than run for their lives Kolvan saw three of the black clad figures step forward and form a line. They did something with their sticks and at the end of them a small flicker of a flame appeared. The horde of insects were getting ever closer and the black clad figures planted their feet into the ground and raised their sticks towards the on rushing horde. The bugs were almost upon them when a faint hissing sound filled the air, like a faucet was just turned on and from the tips of their strange sticks a gout of fire shot out and met the tide of chitin. It was so bright that Kolvan had to cover his eyes from the sudden flash and a rush of hot air leapt from the street below sending him backwards several steps. When he had blinked his eyes clear he could see the glow of flames dancing off the walls of the surrounding buildings along with an ever growing column of smoke. There was a foul stench in the air as well, though he didn’t need to be a scientist to guess what that was. Peering once more over the edge he saw something that both brought him joy and a strange sense of horror. The three black clad figures were slowly stepping forward, one step at a time, while releasing a continuing splash of flames from their strange sticks. He could see nearby vehicles decorations begin to melt from the intense heat but the figures seemed no more bothered by it than as if it was just a humid day. The insects had rushed right into the wall of fire and many instantly died from being roasted alive inside their own exoskeletons. They had adapted to tropical climates that allowed them to push out heat from their bodies but had not evolved to handle such high temperature coming back into their bodies. The front ranks were toasted the moment the flames touched their bodies. Eye stalks exploding, muscles crisping to a thick dried brown where the chitin didn’t cover the joints, organs turning to ash from the now super heated exoskeleton. They toppled over and tripped the second rank stopping their momentum as the flames hit them next. By slowly advancing the fire throwers made sure to keep a safe distance in case the swarm simply piled over their dead as a living shield to get closer. Firmly planting their feet they pressed forward as the screeches of the insects grew louder. Just as Kolvan started to get hopeful he noticed the flames beginning to shrink in range. The insects noticed the change as well and redoubled their efforts to get closer and rip apart the fire throwers when two far larger gouts of flame shot out from the armored vehicle to pick up the slack. As the fire throwers flames finally appeared to run out they turned on the spot and slowly marched back to the vehicle that was beginning to roll forward again, a steady stream of fire swiping the street left to right and back again. The fire throwers approached the sides of the vehicle where some form of seat popped open from the side. They each took a seat and a silver tube emerged from the vehicle and attached to the top of their cylinders. He watched them sit there with their legs swinging beneath them as the vehicle pressed onward, the flames shooting out so much hotter than the individual fire throwers that Kolvan could feel his skin begin to crack and bleed slightly even from so high up. He wished to continue watching when a loud roar came from over head and a flying vehicle slowly descended. A hatch opened up and there was a strange pink alien waving them aboard. Without needing more prompting pushed past Kolvan and rushed on board the vehicle while Kolvan turned around and went below to get the remaining families. When they finally took off again he could see from the window that the fire throwers below were far from alone. Nearly every street, alleyway, courtyard, and pathway had a group of fire throwers marching forward burning the insects back one step at a time. The flames were beginning to spread and envelop the city as well and for a moment Kolvan wondered about how many memories would be lost in the flames. But if it meant erasing the horror of the insects, then he would have gladly put the city to the torch himself.
HAPPY PRIDE!!! im still ass busy sorry chat
