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I met a human today. Humans are annoying. Never stepping out of my room again.
Angel Ink Font Backstory: also Includes Dream and Nightmares sides of the story
Once, upon a time, a family lived in harmony, and peace. The father was part of a powerful guard, protecting the Kings of Heaven and Hell. They were very powerful, and full of life. One day, the Kings found two children that wandered into Hell. Their souls... Were so different... They were pure black, nothing like anyone had seen. Frisk and Chara stayed in the village, they were sweet and kind... Then one day, the Kings found them, with the one girl cradling her headless, mutalated sister.'The Monster did it.' Was what Chara said, and a black portal full of mindless, horrifying creatures poured out, forcing the brothers to seal the portal. However, the damage was done. The Monsters multiplied, and spilled into the Human realm. Thankfully, all species had special abilities to kill these creatures. Then everything... Changed.... Unknown to any of them, Chara did open this portal, she did summon the monster that murdered her sister in cold blood. But she hid it. Hid it until the right time when the brothers where apart. She planned to open the portal again, and shroud the realms in darkness and foul blood. The father did not want to fight. He wanted to help, but he had a family. The rest agreed, the children needed their father and wished the father best of luck. He begged them to forget about Chara and come with him to hide, but they refused, and the battle went south. Everything was destroyed. Chara had won. The brothers fled. However... She had no way to open the portal again with out a very, very powerful soul. Then, she remembered. The father had very powerful Hybrid children. It was her chance! So... After finding them, she raided the laboratory, only to just capture the father and his wife. The children escaped. The Humans hated them... Thought them of Monsters themselves, because Beasts that fled from Chara integrated themselves with the Humans, but they did not fully accept. So the children were part of their undying hatred and rage. They trapped them inside a barrier to where they would rot and die...Then... One day... A lady showed up... She had bright red hair... And a cheerful smile. She offered them to play a Game with her. They accepted... But the board wasnt right. There was something wrong. They didnt know this was Chara, until she revealed her real form, grabbing at the oldest child. However, the youngest boy stepped in the way to be taken. Then, the oldest grabbed her baby sister and ran. Chara eventually caught up with them, and stabbed the youngest through her soul. Chara couldnt finish the job, as the oldest teleported away, begging her sister not to die.
Then she had an idea. She took her sisters vanishing soul.
And fused it with hers.
Ink maintains complete control, due to her sisters weak soul.
Oh my God, we just kept throwing rocks at each other...
I need to lie down.
Sometimes I think about how the entire history of the advancement of human weapons can be boiled down to: âwe found more elaborate ways to hit things with rocksâŠâ
Spears? Sharpened rocks.
Slingshot? Ranged rocks.
Arrows? Sharpened rocks with range.
Hammers/Clubs? Refined rocks.
Swords/axes? Sharpened refined rocks.
Guns? Sharpened, refined rocks, propelled by explosivesâŠ
We discovered how to make explosives, and we fine tuned that technology to better propel refined and sharpened rocks at insane distances⊠we are still hitting things with rocks⊠we just became experts in the science of hitting things with rocks⊠The human race is basically just a âdump everything into geologyâ buildâŠ
i don't like humans, please go back to monke so we can all climb trees and eat bananas together in peace
âZoos are prisons for beings who have committed no crimeâ
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âZoos are prisons for beings who have committed no crimeâ
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âle 14 juillet - Jour de la FĂȘte Nationale / the 14th of July - Bastille Dayâ (2019)
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Ralph and Delilah (The Alice of Hearts)
The Fourth Alice was a pair of Twins, Each being the half of the heart. Together they almost worked as One. A Quiet Smart Brother and a Energetic Stubborn Sister. The Twins had all the curiosity and would play all sorts of mischiefs at the age of 13.
On The Night of Halloween, They both were last seen with life during trick or treating. As they slept soundly, they never expected that they'd never wake up from their nightmares. Their Bodies both found murdered in their bedroom on the morning of November 1st. Their deaths caused great depression to the single mother. The Killer was never caught.
Humans are Weird: Indomitable Spirit Addition.
Okay, so I've been following these sort of posts on the internet for a while now, but now I have a Tumblr and the ability to add my two cents! Humans are stubborn. They're obnoxious and juvenile and too curious for their own good. And they break. So. Much. Stuff! "I just wanted to see how it worked, I'll put it back together, promise!" Humans are incorrigible. There is no changing them into something slightly more sane, on the galactic scale.
Humans don't ever know when to quit. Ahn-skletch (well, that's as close as galactic standard characters could get to the approximation of his name) had been assigned to an away party, to go take samples and verify the habitability bracket on some Nowhere moon close enough to the human's Sol system that they picked up one of those capricious creatures for "diversity within the crew". Convenient. Humans were only ever trouble, but oh well. Maybe it would be funny to watch them. Ahn-skletch had the misfortune to be partnered with the gee-awl-uh-gyst human they'd picked up... the kind that studied rocks. Close enough to Ahn-skletch's field of ecology that they got paired up because those two fields of study were the same thing, right? Beings of the Vlistant species were not known for strict logic alongside their high intelligence rating, and the waves of mild irritation that swept over when that erroneous point had been made were truly immense. Rocks and eco systems.
Perhaps the human had been annoyed as well, but they did not show it. The human stepped over and introduced itself as "Gene, nice to meet ya'."
The human Gene did not stick out its hand, as Ahn-skletch had heard humans greet each other with touching of hands or wrapping appendages around each other, but the aborted movement was there. Which was a relief, for the reason that Vlistants did not generally greatly enjoy unnecessary contact. Humans called the phenomenon "electric shock", but that seemed to be the closest description to the sensation they received upon physical contact with other living creatures, having a slightly greater dormant charge to their organic systems. Contact = discomfort. Why bother? But that did nothing for him on the surface of the moon, where the air was breathable, though not for extended periods. That could be treated for specific species easily enough for colonizing. The ground seemed rich enough, though soft and somewhat crumbly, which likely meant the soil would be easy to work and cultivate the native edible flora. Little pools dotted the landscape with regularity, the liquid inside tested positive for consumption for 73.25% of the galaxy's sentient inhabitants, and recent signs of fauna signaled it to be a thriving system. Very encouraging signs. Until the human Gene insisted on getting a closer look at a large cliff face nearby, one with a convenient shelf to look out over the land below. Ahn-skletch followed. Humans shouldn't be left alone, after all. Too many stories circulated the galaxy for that. While the human Gene touched, tapped, made little scrapings into bottles... did they just lick the cliff wall? Well, humans were weird, after all. Ahn-skletch stepped along toward the edge of the shelf, carefully examining the organic life that stretched out and up towards the atmosphere, taking note of the smaller life forms crawling along the ground and in the flora, glancing back to human Gene now and then, taking peace from the calm and quiet. The oddest sensation came up through Ahn-skletch's pods, and then the ground seemed to rise up before their eyes!
Survival reflexes honed by many training courses were all that allowed Ahn-skeltch to close their hands around a large root exposed in the ground as they began to fell with the collapsed shelf. A singular root, sticking out of the same crumbly soil that had just fallen out from underfoot. Almost immediately, as soon as Ahn-skletch looked from the root upward to gauge how far they had fallen, Human Gene's face appeared over the edge, along with an arm that just barely reached far enough to possibly reach. "Sleechh! Grab my hand!" Human Gene, "The electric transfer will shock your system! You must find something to lower down to me!" What terrible fortune to be paired with a human! So delicate a body system, the energy transfer would surely cause the muscles to spasm and drop Ahn-skletch! What terrible odds! "There's nothing in my pack! We didn't get the climbing cord! Grab my hand! I won't drop you! Hurry!" Human Gene scooted further forward on his belly. "The ground might crumble more, and you don't want to go down with that plant, do you?" By all the low gods of the Vlistants... "There is no way! You cannot abide the electric transfer long enough to pull me up!" Desperation for survival won out. Ahn-skletch let the root go with one per and reached up, grabbed that pale human hand, expected to feel the spasm and release and the short fallback to the root... ...but it never came. That human hand clamped like a vice around it, and with a great shout, human Gene pulled upward. Ahn-skletch could not look away from the human's face as they moved up, slowly inching up the face of the outcrop that seemed to be threatening to crumble again with every particle that bounced downward over an eternity that stretched forever. Then the moment came where Ahn-skletch had to let go of the root.
It took much effort to let go, to move that grip to human Gene's arm, which brought another loud, strained noise. But human Gene's grip did not waver, and only ever kept pulling upward. Human Gene groaned, little drops appeared on their skin in the effort to keep pulling upward. Further, further, a little more... Human Gene still did not let go. Particles came loose and tumbled by Ahn-skletch, down into the great distance to the ground far, far below. The energy currant cycling through their bodies became uncomfortable for even Ahn-skletch, who was better developed to handle it. Still, human Gene did not falter, pulled a little further, and a little more...
...Then the top! And they scrambled backward to more sturdy ground. Human Gene had to pry their fingers away from Ahn-skletch's appendage, they had so tightly clenched to keep their grip as their body had spasmed with the extra electric energy.
Human Gene just flexed and rolled the joints and panted, "I guess we'll pack a rope next time, yeah?" in a most underwhelming tone. Ahn-skletch could only stare in shock. But they agreed. Always pack a rope. And privately, Ahn-skletch noted to go with a human whenever possible. Humans would not give up. To their own detriment, they would not give up. Human Gene ("For goodness' sake, call me Gene! I don't call you 'Vlistant Sleechh, do I?") suffered muscular strain and subluxation of four joints through the ordeal to pull up Ahn-scletch. Even when it brought them harm to do so, Humans did not quit. Over many cycle, Ahn-skletch would collect many more stories of humans doing similar things to save crew-mates. So many stories ended telling of much damage to the humans for their determination to keep going. Humans are strange. They are illogical, silly, crass, and troublesome. They cannot control their curiosity or their strangeness. They will adopt tiny, dangerous creatures as "pets", and will spend many hours training harmful behaviors out of their wild creatures. Humans do not know when to quit. Perhaps that is why they have spread so fast through the galaxy. They are delicate, but they are not afraid to be wounded. Either they will heal, or they will not, but the risk is worth it. It is their spirit that makes them so. Humans are not the strongest in the universe, nor will they ever be, but they are indomitable.
talking to animals
i feel like the fictional situations where humans can communicate with animals are so unrealistic. like in the way where they ask a whale to carry them across the great ocean and the whale happily obliges after a minimal effort on the communicatorâs part to convince them (maybe with some mild bribery), completely understanding the flawless whale language spoken and lovingly considering the needs of the protagonist while providing them access to oxygen and protecting them from danger throughout the journey.
there are so many things i could say about this but my main points are:
firstly: the fact that the animals need little to no convincing to selflessly help the communicator. realistically whale boi would swim the hekk away and yell âyour species killed my mother!â while splashing the idiot with The Tail and wondering why he would ever care about some random human.
secondly: the fact that these people have the capability to speak like the animals do without having the vocal chords or body features required to do so. likeâŠthereâs no way you can speak whale coherently. you donât have the features necessary to make such sounds.
thirdly: the fact that the animals: 1. know the humanâs needs and 2. care about their well-being. like, these animals have not, for the most part, been around humans. they donât know how often we need to breathe, how much we need to eat/drink, our bodily functions. even if they do, they probably wonât remember/care. these are animals. they instinctively only think about themselves and maybe family.
old time priests are the most random creatures I swear. like their brains just go:
ah yes. unknown disease in this horribly unsanitary area. you know what? we should dig up the sick peopleâs corpses. oh weird those recently deceased people look kinda alive! OMG SATAN SENT BLOOD-SUCKING MONSTERS TO KILL US ALL PUT STICKS IN THEIR HEARTS
well apparently you can laugh in your sleep because it was said that I snorted during the night like a demon child laughing at its victimâs eternal demise. honestly I cannot believe that you could just walk into a room and suddenly hear some deranged laughter and think youâre about to die for the final time but oh wait itâs just that person you live with chuckling at your weakness in their sleep
so weird to think that there's all this stuff inside me. like? intestines?? stomach acid?? a shaky lil skeleton??? you're telling me that there's a bunch of rocks inside of me clickety clackin around all the time? no. i'm not buying that. i am simply a sentient rubber ducky that makes vaguely comprehensible noises every now and then.
life:
10 yrs old: wow its so weird that my age is double digits
13 yrs old: wow its so weird im a teenager
18 yrs old: wow its so weird im an adult
20 yrs old: wow its so weird im 20
30 yrs old: wow its so weird im 30
40: wow its so weird im 40
50: wow its so weird im 50
60: wow its so weird im 60
70: wow its so weird im 70
80: wow its so weird im dead
afterlife: wow its so weird I've ascended to the highest plane and traversed the realm of demons on the intense mission to destroy satan and take my place as the rightful ruler of hell and all that is evil already like whaaat
the difference between apple and android
apples are edible, silly! androids are humanoid robots, not actual people. hopefully. haha i donât know why everyone asks me this question?? you silly geese! :D