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berlinverkehr · 7 months
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S-Bahn: Eine neue S-Bahn-Trasse für Berlin – aber was passiert mit den Kaninchen? Die Siemensbahn im Bezirk Spandau wird reaktiviert. , aus Berliner Zeitung
15.09.2023 https://www.berliner-zeitung.de/mensch-metropole/siemensbahn-siemensstadt-db-eine-neue-s-bahntrasse-fuer-berlin-aber-was-passiert-mit-den-kaninchen-li.417145 Was geschieht mit den Tieren, die im #Bahndamm leben? Werden die Durchsagen stören? Überhaupt der erwartete #Lärm: „Ich könnte mir vorstellen, dass das Horror ist“, rief eine Anwohnerin der #Siemensbahn im Bezirk Spandau.…
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sneaky-eel · 5 months
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Desmond let this man murder for you!
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its-surprising · 18 days
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can we talk about how unintentionally funny those images and their descriptions from clay’s wiki page are
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like SAME BROTHER SAMEEEE
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fadedday · 2 months
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Alexandra Ola Kaczmarek
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esamastation · 8 months
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lil bit of AC x Temeraire
"Translation error," is Clay's verdict.
"Translation error," Desmond repeats dubiously, staring down at him.
"Yes."
"Uh-huh. And that means what, exactly?"
So many things that he doesn't understand, it turns out. Stuff like how Animus code works and how badly it was originally designed, Abstergo trying to derive from the First Civilisation's work and how it was bungled up. Add into the mix human DNA - Clay's - being translated into Animus simulation which was then translated into whatever the Grand Temple had going on for itself which was then translated yet again into the background processing of the universe, plus the delightfully unstable addition of stray thoughts and the fact that Desmond has slight Piece of Eden infection and apparently the placebo effect is actual fucking magic -
"What?" Desmond asks helplessly.
"Stalk it up as a glitch in the Matrix, times a thousand," Clay concludes. "And don't worry about it."
"Um. No, I don't think I can," Desmond says, emphatically, and motions at him. "Clay, you're a dragon."
Clay looks down at himself, at his sinuous body of pale gold and burnished bronze. He's not a very big dragon, about the size of a big dog maybe, but he's still very clearly a dragon. Wings and tail and talons and all.
Clay looks up at him, and his voice is sardonic. "Wow, your Eagle Vision must be levelling up, Desmond, your observational abilities are off the charts!"
Desmond folds his arms. "I'm also observing that there's something wrong with the Grand Temple," he says flatly.
Clay swings his long necked head around this way and that, taking in the ancient volcanic cave around them. "Looks the same to me."
"All our stuff is gone, Clay. And I seem to recall that part having collapsed. It looks pretty uncollapsed to me. Also, the barrier is up again," Desmond points at the glowing Isu-tech barrier between them and the device Desmond is pretty sure he just activated. "Are you seeing the barrier, Clay, the barrier I spent the last week's of my life opening?"
"Don't be ridiculous, Seventeen, you're not dead yet."
"Clay," Desmond says, even flatter.
The dragon blows out an acrid smelling breath. "Okay, fine, I did maybe attempt a little bit of time travel," he says defensively. "You would've too if you realised what the Grand Temple could really do!"
"Which is… time travel?"
"Pretty much anything that your little mind can come up with, actually."
Desmond gives him another one over and folds his arms. "Like turning you into a dragon."
"Manipulating probabilities is one hell of a thing," Clay agrees and nudges his side with his nose. Snout? "But the dragon bit is definitely a translation error. I was trying to recode myself into an Isu," he adds, very quickly under his breath. "Not a winged reptile with an upset stomach."
"You - what?"
Clay avoids looking him in the eye and huffs out an embarrassed breath. "Also you're not dead. You're welcome for not being dead," he says pointedly.
Desmond stares at him for a long moment before letting out a sigh and letting it go. "Thanks. You have an upset stomach?" he then asks.
"It kinda hurts, yeah," Clay murmurs, shifting his weight a little, and just then there's an audible gurgle from somewhere within him, his draconic belly rumbling.
Desmond lets his hands drop to his sides. "You're hungry?" he asks incredulously.
"I haven't eaten anything in almost a year, Desmond, have some sympathy."
"Yeah, well, you were dead," Desmond says, making a face, and then hesitates. "I should be dead."
"That's what Juno wanted to happen anyway," Clay agrees and unfurls his wings tentatively. "Again you're welcome."
"Right. You… saved me. And brought us back in time," Desmond says slowly and frowns  "When exactly are we?"
Clay spreads out his wings and shakes himself. "If I didn't mess up the calculations, maybe two hundred years back in time."
"Uh. Why two hundred years?"
"It's enough time to fast forward industrial revolution without breaking history too badly," Clay says almost flippantly and gives him a look. "And all your major ancestors have procreated and died and so if we mess up time, there's still a good chance you will be born."
Desmond blinks. "That's," he starts to say and then isn't entirely sure how to continue. It's not exactly comforting, not exactly worrisome. It's something in between with a little bit of existential horror thrown in. "Okay," he settles on saying, feebly. "And what are we going to do? Just cause an early industrial revolution?"
"That and some other things. I have some plans," Clay says, not quite modestly.
Desmond isn't exactly reassured by his tone. "And how does becoming a dragon feature in those plans?"
Clay hesitates and looks down at himself, shifting his weight on his taloned claws. "Well," he says and his stomach grumbles again. "I think it might change the first step. Get food, instead of find riches. Do you think we could get some food? I'm really hungry, Desmond. You know how to hunt, right?"
Desmond eyes him for a moment and then hums. "I know how to hunt, yeah," he says slowly and looks away, towards the entrance to the Temple. Or rather the exit from their point of view. "But, uh."
"What?"
"You know, we needed Minerva's Apple to get in here. The door was pretty well shut - and had been for tens of thousands of years." Desmond points out and nods at the sloping cave, leading away from them. "How do you suppose we're going to get out?" 
Clay stills and then tucks his wings back in. "Oh," he says.
"Yeah. Oh."
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What if Travel Winds but with Clay and more crack?
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saberamane · 5 months
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I made a WWBFT meme...
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sparrow-in-boots · 26 days
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marf244 · 1 year
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Asscreed doodles
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miralyk · 23 days
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love ur drawings of the protocreed art muses haunting you LOL, how's clay? since you've mentioned desmond being a guardian angel was inspired by their conversation in revelations
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he's fine! ...kind of, depending on if his emotions being hurt count as wounds LMAO
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7h3g3n3r4l · 1 month
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Andrzej Kaczmarek
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berlinverkehr · 2 years
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Infrastruktur: Wie ein Mega-Staubsauger Müll von den Gleisen holt, aus S-Bahn Berlin
Infrastruktur: Wie ein Mega-Staubsauger Müll von den Gleisen holt, aus S-Bahn Berlin
https://sbahn.berlin/aktuelles/artikel/spezialeinsatz-am-s-bahnhof-warschauer-strasse/ Wie eine riesige blaue #Raupe windet sich der #Schlauch des „#Vakmobile“ langsam über die #Gleisanlage beim #S-Bahnhof #Warschauer Straße. In seinem Inneren bewegen sich Scherben, Zigarettenstummel, Spritzen, Chipstüten, Eisverpackungen und anderer Unrat langsam nach oben. Der #Müll wird von dem kastenförmigen…
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sneaky-eel · 15 days
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Desmond gave him food one time and now he begs at every meal.
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knine-nights-loves-ac · 5 months
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Memes for a fic made by @saberamane ! I had ideas.
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Great fic, go read it.
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thehauntedrocket · 2 years
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The Craft: Nancy Downs
Art by Cat Kaczmarek
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wesslesprout · 7 months
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Gets sad there's no new content for a character that was killed off in a series 9 years back
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saberamane · 5 months
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