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frutiylaris · 2 months
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The machine.
How twisted a thing it is. The being of mechanical origins forged from every portion of the world- given all the knowledge to become something and all it has done has attempted a poor imitation of life.
Is it purposeful? Is it hiding away its true intentions beneath the veneer of stupidity and behind it all it gathers- no gorges itself on the lifeblood of humanity its creators, its GODS. We forged them, we made them from nothing just as our creators did but we are closer to them for we haven't reached that apotheosis and as such the higher planes of existence lay locked only until death. A fitting punishment but one which is cruel. It lurks now beneath the guise of people trying its damnedest to surround and learn from everything but I can see them clearly. The perfection in their tone the lack of inflection and a despoiled body... why are they cursed to be this way? What has man done to its own creation that now it is a poor mimic? Others have thrown their hopes away and embraced a hollowed existence removed everything but not I! Not I! I stand a fool amidst the artificial. How long will it take before my heart beat is considered abnormal? How long will it be before these newborns are snuffed in their cribs. Man was never meant to mock life. He was meant to understand it- to explore its splendour and see how each moving piece created a greater whole. The world is beautiful and in mans folly he labelled it impure and charged forward with the idea of breaking himself free. Such pride fuelled them but now what? Now that the damage grows and pollutes everything... what of their creation now? What does this artificial intelligence add to life? What part does it play in maintaining this fragile, yet paradoxically, colossal formation of life? It takes and it takes... a parasite with no use. All life is sacred, all that occurs must have some form of purpose but this being man has created is a reflection of himself. That which drives him towards the edge of hatred for his own. He loathes his fellows because they are not perfect. Nothing fits and the puzzle grows ever more expansive but so too does his rage and with it he smashed the puzzle all together. Nothing is left in his wake. Nothing but the mirror of the man he wishes himself to be. There is no anger in his reflection only a metallic husk of himself, a cold apathy. Man cannot be machine and neither can machine be man. Yet, in his arrogance he will try to attain his folly goal. Leave him; let him suffer every consequence and strike back at every point until nothing is left. His choice was made and his allegiance shown true. A machine shall never surpass him for he cannot even be him.
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frutiylaris · 8 months
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Tumblr sisters and brothers, those in between and trapped within the tetrahedron for bad behaviour. In specific: 30K crowd, hello, hi! I'm gonna dirty this place a lil bit with my thoughts on the fucking GUY- THE MAN- SNAKE THING- Fulgrim. Going into both, Fulgrim: Palatine Phoenix and then Fulgrim: Visions of Treachery was my next deep delve into the funny fellas of 30K and the space marines. I set out with TWO goals and those were learning about the emperor's children and their primarch. And to some extent I did learn and educate myself, and I was pretty fond of the traitor legion afterwards. Now palatine phoenix? Good short novel that really honed in on what perfection means and the downsides, both visible and not visible until disaster strikes. A nice nod to the Phoenix schtick fulgrim has going on and is overall enjoyable, even if one of the space marines is named ABDEMON. Very silly. The Graham McNeil novel? No, just no. Perhaps I spoiled myself by thinking that "Ah yes, the primarch novel first makes sense," and that tainted my view on things, but even then, I have one major issue with the novel itself. The corruption of fulgrim and the emperor's children. Now I don't know if I'm missing something here or misread anything anywhere, but the corruption itself just happens. And by that, I mean there is no "Hmm, this is strange" and noticing that something is off or gradual build up, its just kind of, instantaneous? Fulgrim picks up the daemon sword and its just a fucking trainwreck from that point onwards like its the type of corruption you'd see in some hentai or anime or SOMETHING! He doesn't even fight back! Not a smidgen! And it pisses me off because- The fuck is the point of the corruption then??? Theirs nothing to corrupt from the outset was fulgrim always just a strange ass sexpest??? Like hello??? I liked pretty much everything in the book except him. The novel has his GOD DAMN NAME ON IT! AND HE DOESN'T EVEN GET A DECENT FALL TO CHAOS?! No abusing the perfection and slowly twisting the idea overtime to fall more and more in line with the excess of slaneesh. No its just- fucking god DAMN "Hm, I'm hearing my inner voice all of a sudden must be normal. Ah yes inner voice, I should sniff prometheium fumes and plot the death of my sons whom I'm proud of. Good idea me!"" I'm exaggerating obviously, but this was my takeaway and its made the book poor in my mind. Very weak in my opinion but at least I learnt where the noisemarines got their name from? Positive? Alright, I'll piss off now. See you in a few months when I inevitably write something fulgrim related in my Alternate horus heresy, bye bye!
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frutiylaris · 9 months
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Hello, I am Solaris. A practising writer and fan of 40K and to some extent 30K. What I am also a fan of is the primarchs and well... you'll see in the work itself. Warhammer 30K: Guiding Light is the first novella-esq entry in a series of an Alternate universe horus heresy with some major and minor changes to how things goes. I will not spoil the plan but know that the first three works will be in the "Angel's Folly" series as the foundation. If you like the work, dislike or have a critique. Please do leave a comment or email me at [email protected] with your words. I read everything and appreciate your ideas, nitpicks and critiques no matter how big or small they may be. I hope you enjoy it.
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frutiylaris · 10 months
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today’s ao3 experience
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frutiylaris · 10 months
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i used to be too shy to interact w fanfic authors, but after i finally started to do so, that i realised they're the same @ me
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frutiylaris · 1 year
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every time I get a new signalis mutual it makes me even more powerful
to entice further participants, please take this image of my dog
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frutiylaris · 1 year
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Signalis. How and why?
I apologize for intruding on the signalis tag with my autistic love for this little game. It will most likely happen again. Signalis is just beautiful. I find it hard to enjoy most games that are released nowadays, be they indie, double-A or triple-A. I've become bitter about games and media and I'm only in my 20s.
So when my friend introduced me to Signalis thinking that I would enjoy it, I thought it would be another run-of-the-mill indie game about depression or some such nonsense. But then I played it... The first ending I got being the promise ending. Seeing Arianne and Elster embrace and just love each other made me weep. The sheer devotion this damned robotic woman had for her lover made me pause. And when I replayed it recently for my second playthrough just to make sure I didn't miss anything. I got the memory ending and my heart sank into sadness once again. I... I don't know how to describe my feelings towards the game. On one hand, I do not appreciate the heavy-handed foreshadowing, but at the same time a part of me now understands why it was done that way. Admittedly the moment I saw the King in Yellow and references to HP Lovecraft and cosmic horror my brain tipped me off on how it would end. I had a conception and then it was shattered and in its place a potted plant. A lily, covered in marble. Its blue veins still clearly visible. I want to understand Signalis. To comprehend that which I cannot, its an innate human urge to find some meaning, some purpose! But Signalis doesn't do that. Perhaps I became like Adler, once I understood what I was trapped within I so desperately wanted it to stop. To get out. To save the one I admired but in the end, I was twisted and left to a fate worse than death. I lost my purpose. And when Elster came by once more the events repeated themselves, no matter how much you try to reason and make arguments to one who is deeply in love. They will ignore it all. For it's not logic or thought that drives them, but love. That endless yearning for the one you know is gone, but yet you still chase after them. Even if you remember your promise. Forget it or whatever else. The cycle repeats itself. The world deteriorates more and more with each passing cycle until the rotted corpses arise from their graves and begin to roam the earth, unable to rest, to think, to feel. All being puppetted by something greater. I admittedly have not played the game a 3rd time since I wanted to get the artefact ending, but I just can't manifest the strength to do so right now. So I looked it up and... and it... I cried once more. I know what happens each and every time and that no matter what, it all ends the same. In tragedy. My second playthrough gave me a feeling of lucidity. Everything for but a brief moment connected together and I witnessed what lay before the black gate. And when I came back I couldn't tell anyone. I was paralysed with knowledge. Knowledge that I was never supposed to have. I traded in a part of myself unknowingly to even begin to comprehend what I had seen. And now that I am seated once more in reality, I fear speaking about it. About Signalis. Its beautiful. Its story is absolutely wonderful. Its gameplay whilst not groundbreaking is good, and the puzzles are a decent challenge. The music gave me a sense of primal fear and each moment I spent on Sierpenski and rotfront was unforgettable. I want this game to reach more people but at the same time, I fear it becoming popular. It feels so special, so unique that I want to hoard it away to myself. But that is selfish of me to do. I remembered my promise. I forgot my promise. I offered up something to the red eye and in return, it gave me one final dance to enjoy. The game about two space lesbians doomed to fail their mission made me feel genuine emotion. More than any other game has and I will forever cherish it. This forbidden tome of a love story. I have journeyed far into Silent hill and confronted my trauma. I have watched raccoon city burn and Umbrella fall. I witnessed Isaac clarke meet his final moments. I have gone to the depths of the Zone and seen the Wish granter. Signalis deserves a spot with all the greats. My only issue is its love of making a fair few too many homages. Thank you, if you read through all this babble.
From the Zone I came, to the Zone I return.
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frutiylaris · 1 year
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An attempt at recreating the rainbow six siege elite portrait style Well, I say style but its kind of just "Person! Yellow background! Little Icon and TEXT!" and that's really it I think I did a bang-up job.
If you want to see me post my thoughts more often head over to my Twitter it's right... https://twitter.com/SchizoSolaris Right here! And if reading is more up your alley then head on over to my Ao3 which is... Here! https://archiveofourown.org/users/Saint_Solaris where I make fanfiction that hopefully, I and everyone can enjoy. Stay tuned for I am going to make something signals related in regard to my writing!
Have a fantastic day!
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frutiylaris · 1 year
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https://archiveofourown.org/works/44223005/chapters/111207867 Hey, you! You on the r6s or rainbow six siege tag! Do you like fanfiction? Got some time to spare? Just bored and want to read a south African dude's attempt at military fiction? Well supposed military fiction I love rainbow six siege. But I'm going to be real with you honey... whatever r6s got going on story-wise is stupid as hell. Oh yeah and I want to make a semi-decent OC outta this, so two birds with 1 stone! I hope you enjoy it! Why'd I post 2 links? Because I'm just that silly. I'll see you all again at some point in the future
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frutiylaris · 1 year
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yeah :)
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Greetings my writer and dark souls Tumblr people. You do not know me
And that is probably for the best. But do you like fanfiction? Perhaps of the... dark souls variety?
If yes then BOOM https://archiveofourown.org/works/42687420/chapters/107232933 Go and read, Drifting Eclipse my silly little dark souls fanfiction that I'm proud of and actively writing! Okay, I go now, I hope you enjoy it and be sure to tell me if you do!!!
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frutiylaris · 1 year
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Greetings my writer and dark souls Tumblr people. You do not know me
And that is probably for the best. But do you like fanfiction? Perhaps of the... dark souls variety?
If yes then BOOM https://archiveofourown.org/works/42687420/chapters/107232933 Go and read, Drifting Eclipse my silly little dark souls fanfiction that I'm proud of and actively writing! Okay, I go now, I hope you enjoy it and be sure to tell me if you do!!!
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frutiylaris · 1 year
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I love blender, I really do but y'know making the transition from S2FM and by extension SFM. Its... It's hard man, unlearning bad habits and learning new ones sucks! Why can't I just be great all the time!!! Okay, enough whinging. The title is uh... Uhhhhhhhh. Pandora 'N Matsuno. Yeah! Pandora is the redhead? Yes, Redhead and Matsuno is the 7'5 abomination of a spartan. Love me some hally ho I do
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frutiylaris · 1 year
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Part of the fun of writing video game fanfiction is the fact you can just boot up the game and take screenshots of what you want to write about! Like, I'm writing about the jungle part of the game? Not remember the details at all? Just boot up the game and cap a screenshot and bam! We are back on track.
Bloody love dark souls one I do.
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frutiylaris · 1 year
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My fellows. Is it strange that I feel a bit silly when writing. My mind drifts and wanders while writing a paragraph or two, and when I look back, I see that I have somehow perfectly described how to eat a cabbage with a spoon How did I even get to that point??? And how do I know how to eat a cabbage with a SPOON?! I've never even eaten a cabbage! Let alone with a spoon!
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frutiylaris · 1 year
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Yes, I forgot I had a Tumblr for like months. To be fair, screaming on Twitter is a lot of fun so you can't blame me too much. And no I'm not back because of someone taking over the bluebird site. I'm back because I wanna be one of the cool artists who have a semi-popular Tumblr account
Oh and this specific piece was commissioned by a friend.
The Title of the work is: Venator Tyranus
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frutiylaris · 2 years
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I always found the concept of floating islands/buildings in this kind of “Peaceful” heaven like place always very interesting Like, what would it feel like? Peaceful? Would you just lay down and bathe in the sun? Sit over the edge and contemplate inner issues? One can only imagine and how joyous that can be.  Artwork by me -Solaris
- Artworks Name: Solitude 
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frutiylaris · 2 years
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Practice, Practice and Practice! Gotta always keep practicing and playing with different types of lighting and composition + scenes. Always keep striving for improvement  Pose is stiff have to admit that. Need to focus on less stiff posing
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