#beyond earth

[cat-appreciator]

I’m thinking today about Civilization: Beyond Earth, aka “The Sid Meier’s Alpha Centauri from wish dot com”. A spiritual sequel to the beloved SMAC without any of the spirit. The way I see it, Beyond Earth’s gameplay had multiple flaws:

* The starting factions had extremely minimal gameplay influence, which one you picked didn’t really mean anything.

* What resources you started near meant everything. You were planning to go down the Unity part of the tech tree, build big stompy robots? Too bad, there’s no Levistone nearby. You’ll choke down your Xenomass and go Harmony like RNJesus intended. Or you can reroll a new planet and hope for better luck next time … after you spend 10-20 turns finding out what resources you start with this time.

But the major problem with Beyond Earth was that it had big shoes to fill and didn’t really bother to try to fill them.

I mentioned before that the starting factions meant nothing in Beyond Earth? In SMAC they meant everything, because everything was voice acted. Build a recycling vat? Shen-Ji Yang will tell you “it is every citizen’s final duty to go into the tanks …”. Research the Industrial Base tech? Nwabudike Morgan says “Resources exist to be consumed, and consumed they will be!”. The faction leaders were given such depth of character, so well voice acted, that I can still quote them extemporaneously two decades later. SMAC had soul.

Beyond Earth, on the other hand, had one voice actor, a perfectly reasonable AI (human VA playing an AI, it has to be said in these stupid, stupid times) who stripped all the character and emotion from voice quotes attributed to Beyond Earth’s faction leaders. You could not get invested in them as characters - I can’t recall any of their names.

And still, if you win a science victory in Civ 6, you launch the exoplanet expedition, you win the game, and then there is no real sequel unless you want to choke down the bitter Xenomass of disappointment that is Beyond Earth … or return once more to the rolling pink hills and frolicking mindworms of Planet.

There’s space for some sort of near-future xenocolonization 4X game, is what I’m saying. The fallen torch is still there for some game dev to pick up. And I wish they would, instead of continually trying to retread the Civilization story as Old World, Humankind et al have done. Maybe there’s some game out there I’m missing. I hope so.

#SMAC #sid Meier’s Alpha Centauri #Civilization beyond earth #beyond earth #the current dearth of sci-fi 4X games #yes I know about Age of Wonders Planetfall but that’s space opera it’s not the same #video games #4X strategy

[neon-cold-war]

*maniacal laughter*

#Civilization Beyond Earth #civbe #scifi #Beyond earth

[disk28]

#disk28 #beyond earth

[always-dreamn]

The beauty of secondlife from aerial view :3

Done in Alchemy Viewer

#secondlifeblog #secondlife #secondlifeblogger #secondlifephotography #metaverse #second life #machinima #secondlifepic #secondlifeonly #secondlifestyle #slblog #virtual #virtual world #virtual reality #virtual map #maps #mapping #nonsims #beyond earth

[soranatus]

Concept art from a pitched Batman Beyond animated feature film — From Writer/Director Patrick Harpin (My Dad the Bounty Hunter) & Production Designer/Producer Yuhki Demers (Into the Spider-Verse, Across the Spider-Verse)

#dc comics #batman #batman beyond #earth 12 #terry mcginnis #scifi #cyberpunk #news #concept art #art #Yuhki Demers #across the spider-verse #across the spiderverse #Patrick Harpin

[intothemurkwood]

WIP of a scene from Beyond Earth: Harvest, Chapter 3. Quentin challenges Prince Eryx to a fight after finding him with Katherine in the woods.

I failed miserably at drawing him naked, so he has non-canon pants for now, lol

#wip #digital art #aliens #fantasy #non-canon pants #worldbuilding #science fantasy #beyond earth: harvest #beyond earth #Quentin Beauchene #Prince Eryx Aezalor

[sheilamurrey]

an expression of our spiritual growth

Silver Birch was a spirit guide who spoke through Maurice Barbanellan expression of our spiritual growth

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#beyond earth #given names #shared post #spiritual growth

[welcomee-homeee]

Color the Universe

Image Credit: Unknown, possibly C. Flammarion

Explanation: Wouldn't it be fun to color in the universe? If you think so, please accept this famous astronomical illustration as a preliminary substitute. You, your friends, your parents or children, can print it out or even color it digitally. While coloring, you might be interested to know that even though this illustration has appeared in numerous places over the past 100 years, the actual artist remains unknown. Furthermore, the work has no accepted name -- can you think of a good one? The illustration, first appearing in a book by Camille Flammarion in 1888, is frequently used to show that humanity's present concepts are susceptible to being supplanted by greater truths.

#beyond earth

[imissthembutitwasntadisaster]

Donna Noble really got in the TARDIS and on trip number ONE like ONLY the FIRST trip she was like we are going to change history to save a single family because that is how it should work so that is how it does and then on trip number TWO on the SECOND trip she was like we are going to destroy an entire culture of slavery because it is right I don't care if we're two people and then on the THIRD trip she was like I am going to be unbelievably brave to save my home and everyone I love and then on the FOURTH trip she was like no living breathing thinking creature is less than a person and how dare you try to dehumanise someone like that how dare you not give her a name and the list GOES ON this woman NEVER MISSED there goes one of the kindest bravest most constant women you might ever meet and she's a temp from Chiswick

#dw #doctor who #NOT TO DOCTOR WHO POST ON MAIN BUT SOMETIMES I LOVE HER SO MUCH #doctor who is at its best when it doesn't really try to make its companions like cool or special I think #beyond humanity #which is why martha is my favourite because she didn't even get bad wolf or timelord dna or anything #she was just brave over and over and over again and she walked the earth with it #and donna also I adore because she was just good. she could have been anyone. she happened to be in the right place at the right time. #she was anyone. #and she was the best of us

[circusmantis]

Gwen and crew arrive on earth 42

#circusmantis #spiderman #spiderman across the spiderverse #spiderman fanart #spiderman miles morales #spiderverse #spiderverse fanart #into the spider verse #across the spiderverse #beyond the spiderverse #across the spider verse fanart #earth 42 #prowler miles #earth 42 miles #miles morales #miles morales fanart

[yusufalioglu]

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[liyawritesss]

ɪ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ'ᴠᴇ ᴅᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ

Characters: Spider-Verse!Earth-42!Miles Morales [The Prowler] x Black!Fem!Reader

Type: Fic

Word Count: 1.9k

Synopsis: Miles tells his Uncle Aaron the real reason why he’ll always answer his phone for you.

Warnings: Cursing, no usage of [y/n] or second person perspective, brief mention of potential gun usage, old school gang terms (Aaron refers to a gun as a 'pole') I envisioned a late teen 42!Miles so he’s around 17-18 here, but still keep it cute this is lil cuz we talkin’ bout here!!!

A/N: I know I said that the previous fic would more than likely be my only attempt at 42!Miles but the ugly ass nigga is growing on me so…here yall go i guess

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It went without saying that if it didn’t pertain to family or business, Aaron wasn’t quite fond of the use of phones.

He had a real old school view on them; didn’t like how kids these days were always stuck nose deep into the devices. Of course, he came from a generation where a phone’s only use was to contact another person. He never got into the hype of the latest iPhones, nor did he understand the need for five different cameras attached to the device. The only benefit he saw with the rectangular device was that it made communication more prompt and precise (though he’d never admit that he appreciated being able to play any games he wanted, at his disposal, at any time he wished).

So, naturally, when Miles became old enough to engage in his ‘business’, the one rule Aaron posed that didn’t pertain to the ‘game’ was that him being on his phone was an absolute no-go.

“I ain’t got time for you to be distracted by that thing,” he’d said the very first night Aaron trusted the younger to bring him along, “if you gon’ be in, I need you to be all the way in. No half-assin’ this shit, you hear?”

And of course, Miles agreed, no matter how insufferable the first few weeks of patrol were when Aaron literally locked his cellular device in a safe back at the workshop. While it served to pry the connection the fifteen year old had with the device at the time, it was also his way of teaching Miles to not rely on the device for communication, prompting Miles to fortify new avenues of such. Aaron had a genius nephew, after all, and expected nothing less from the person who would soon take up his mantle as The Prowler.

Though, Aaron started to notice a shift in the practice behavior a few months ago, and it made him wonder had his teachings begun to fall short, even after a few years of the settled routine.

He’d notice the flexing of the younger’s arm whenever the faint buzz from the vibration of Miles’ phone sounded, no doubt squeezing the device in his pocket with his hand.

Aaron also was not ignorant to Miles’ dipping off to the side to answer a quick call in hushed tones, and the words used to address the other person on the line made it clear to the older man that it wasn’t Rio calling him, and it piqued Aaron’s curiosity even more.

Though, Aaron could never say anything, since Miles was sure to put his phone on do not disturb before heading out into the night, and the calls always remained under a minute or two, not taking too much time away from their very serious business. He found himself frustrated because Aaron couldn’t be mad at him for being responsible for his phone usage, despite his own feelings towards the usage of such devices. Yet, it irked him all the same when Miles would take a peek at his phone during a moment of down time, or when he’d caught the boy staring at his messages a couple of times during a debriefing session.

“Aye, c’mon man,” Aaron finally grumbles out one night, sucking his teeth at the sight of Miles tapping away on the brightly lit screen close to his face, illuminating his melanated features, “I need you outta that shit, we got work to do.”

“A’ight, a’ight,” says the younger as he finishes off a text, pocketing his phone and brushing past Aaron briskly, “just had to answer my girl real quick. I’m off it.”

“You better be,” Aaron scolds, “we need you at a’hunnid tonight, Miles. No excuses.”

Though Aaron wasn’t about to let Miles’ admission slip under the radar, the current task at hand was much more pressing than the revelation that his nephew was seeing someone. He’d have to play the father figure role after tonight's mission was complete.

It’s when the deepest shade of midnight blue begins to fade into faint purple hues that Aaron is able to bring up the conversation once again. He tries to make it light, but over the years, his smooth talk has become just as rustic as his Prowler skills. “I’m gon’ have to bring the safe out again if I keep seein’ that phone, Miles.”

The echo of the younger sucking his teeth in annoyance doesn’t fly past Aaron’s head. It’s the response he expected from his nephew. He turns around from his work desk to face the younger, leaning against one of the many concrete pillars that keep the building intact.

“I’m serious, boy,” Aaron asserts, “you been on that phone a lil’ too much lately, man. I’on like it.”

Miles scratches the side of his face; he knows he doesn’t have much of a good excuse to use as to why his eyes have been more on his phone as of late. Well, not an excuse Aaron would find plausible anyway.

“A’ight, Unc. I’ll chill.”

It’s not the exact response that Aaron expects, but if Miles says that he’ll watch his phone activity, the older believes him. The younger has no reason to lie to him, anyway.

A beat passes before Aaron starts again, crossing to the middle of the room where the large, red punching bag.

“So, is she a good distraction,” he muses with a knowing look, “or do I gotta be worried that she gon’ take your head out the game?”

The younger pauses for a second, braids dancing along his shoulder. Then, a lopsided grin spreads across his lips as his head tilts to the side, his eyes wandering. Aaron knows that kind of look. It’s the look of a boy high on love, and from the way Miles fiddles with the hair at the nape of his neck, Aaron can deduct that it’s that good loving, too. The kind of loving that Rio gave Jefferson, and it stole the late brother’s heart. It warms his heart to see his nephew sport a look that someone his age should.

“She’s good.” Miles says. “She’s…real good, Tio. Too good, probably.”

Aaron hums in response, the sound coming from the depths of his throat as he pauses, taking in a breath. “Do she know?”

It’s a hard question to ask; Aaron doesn’t want to blow his nephew’s high, but it’s a necessary one to ask. For the safety of all parties involved.

Miles’ smile falters in the slightest, teeth tugging at his bottom lip as his eyes cast downward.

“She know I do shit on the low. Not…all this, though.” And from the tone in Miles’ voice, he, too, knows that it’s better this way.

The older begins to walk towards the stairs to exit the workshop building, gesturing to Miles to follow, “Good.”

Aaron thinks back to when he first remembers the diversion of behavior started. Although it wasn’t and never became aggressive, it started with Miles casually peeking at his phone every now and then, maybe once or twice throughout the whole night the two were set together. He puts two and two together, his head nodding to the conclusion he’d drawn.

“So it’s her you be textin’?” Aaron asks, descending the stairs.

The younger nods, following in tow, “Just lettin’ her know that I’ma be out and can’t answer the phone, shit like that.”

“And when she do call?”

A light, dry chuckle escapes Miles’ lips at the question. “She just be askin’ me shit.”

“Shit like what?” Aaron muses, twisting the knob to the door leading outside, opening it to reveal purple hues slowly fading into peach in the sky. “What color nails for her to get? Password to the Netflix?”

They get to the car, but the silence that takes place during the short time it takes to approach the older’s vehicle answers his own question before Miles does.

“Yeah, actually,” the younger voice, arms folding atop the car roof, leaning against the sleek black metal as he looks at his uncle, “and the color for her peek-a-boo braids; and if it’s okay if she eats my leftover takeout; and if I can hang up her wall art thingy when I come by-”

“-so what you’re saying is, she’s clingy?” The older’s eyebrows furrow in amusement and slight confusion - the way Miles speaks about the isolated experiences has him questioning what kind of girl his nephew was actually dating.

“You know what’s crazy, though, Tio?” The younger poses, pulling the handle to the passenger car door when he hears the click, signifying Aaron unlocking the vehicle finally. “She’s not clingy like that; it’s somethin’ else.”

“You’re losin’ me, kid.” The older chuckles, closing his door once he’s settled inside the driver's seat.

Miles sucks his teeth, tongue poking the inside of his cheek in thought, and Aaron can tell that the younger is trying to find the right words to distinguish what he means.

“I hear guys say that shit like that is annoying,” Miles begins, tugging at the hem of his shirt to pull it down from riding up his toned stomach, “but it ain’t like that to me. She asks me all these things; think maybe it’s because she feels safe enough to ask them of me. And if she feel like I got the answers for her, then-”

The younger stops mid-sentence, contemplating how to proceed with his explanation. Yet, Aaron is all ears, listening intently. Quite frankly, it’s the most he’s heard Miles talk about anything in a long time - his rambling reminds him of the old Miles that once was, before the unfortunate.

Then, the younger takes a deep breath, reclines back into his seat, legs spread in the slightest for comfortability, his hands running the length of his thighs, “Ionno, Unc. Makes me feel good, I guess.”

And in that moment, Aaron’s vision blurs for a second. He can’t tell if it’s Miles sitting in the passenger seat, or if it’s his late brother. Perhaps it's the glare of the sun in his eyes…perhaps it’s Aaron actually seeing the soul of Jefferson shine through his son in the early morning sunlight that dances across his melanated skin.

A hum passes through the older’s throat as he starts the car up, the sound of the engine revving through the silence that settled within the car. Aaron clears his throat before speaking again, “I’ma tell you what I told your pops about your moms, kid.”

Miles turns his head from the window to face his uncle, who shifts the car from parked to drive, hand sitting at the top of the steering wheel. 

“If she make you feel good, the kinda good you know you can’t get anywhere else, and if she make you feel like a man; you keep her close.” Aaron hums. His lips tug upwards when the younger gives a subtle nod in return.

“I’m serious now, Miles. Don’t be like yo’ daddy.” Aaron reiterates as he pulls his foot off the brakes, turning the steering wheel and pressing down on the gas to drive out of the parking lot. “Dumbass almost lost ya moms cuz he ain’t wanna listen-”

“A’ight, a’ight, I got you,” the younger replies, “I’on think she goin’ anywhere no way, though.”

“Good.” Aaron affirms. “If she know of the kinda game you in, then she need to know how to work somethin’, too. Make sure she can hold you down properly.”

“I’on know about that, Unc,” Miles replies, “she too much of a good girl for that.”

“Shit, good girls work the best poles, boy. Don’t get the game twisted.”

“Unc, no one says ‘poles’ in reference to guns anymore.” The younger says through a chuckle as the two drive off down the street, the purples in the sky now fading into a pretty golden hue that casts over the city that never sleeps.

#black reader #black tumblr #black spiderman #spiderman #spiderman itsv #spiderman btsv #spiderman atsv #spiderman into the spiderverse #spiderman across the spiderverse #spiderman beyond the spiderverse #spiderman atsv x black!reader #spiderman atsv x reader #spiderman x reader #miles morales prowler #prowler miles morales #prowler miles #earth 42 miles x black reader #earth 42 miles morales x reader #42!miles x reader #42!miles morales x reader #earth 42 miles fluff #earth 42 miles morales x black!reader

[kagoutiss]

din’s champion

#tloz #ocarina of time #oot #ganondorf #din #um #ganondin #…..does anyone here ship them ha. hahaha #i mean their whole thing is funny actually because she didnt even choose him but he managed to steal her triforce and #so then hes her ‘chosen’ by technicality. but with her virtue being power it’s maybe kinda one and the same #and anyway beyond that ​point i feel like she loves shaking him around like a mortal dog toy #but like in some way she also must have believed in him enough to give him Power in a different lifetime. so he’d survive his own execution #i;m just saying there is so much you can interpret about their relationship. despite her being #literally an unseen 4th dimensional being who is the embodiment of power and fire and change amd earth itself etc #like what do they think of each other. what does she think of this tiny mortal who somehow stole a piece of her and now theyre bound by it #take my hand walk w me thru mortal x god hyperdimensional traumatic power imbalance situationship. and youre both girls

[starandcloud]

Shameless

42!Miles This has some NSFW themes if that's not your thing don't extend it

The arousal sat heavy in the room his hand was tangled in her hair. She was pulled tight against him. His hand was clamped onto her waist. The kiss was messy and driven by lust. When it broke he started to gently bite and kiss at her neck, the sounds he earned made his brain fog.

"Joder… Suenas tan bonita…"

He mumbled out against her neck as he licked over the sensitive skin, his hands were resting under her shirt. Against her skin. Miles had pulled away from her long enough to take her shirt off when she decided to return the favor. Her lips were attached to his neck, leaving purple-ish marks wherever they touched. His thumbs rubbed circles against her waist as he rested his head on her shoulder, egging her on. Gentle praises came from him as she left her marks on his skin.

"Así, sin más…"

This felt like heaven. Her lips brought gentle moans from him as she abused the sensitive skin of his neck.

"Buena chica… Joder…"

His groans and whimpers only pushed her on. His shirt came off and he was down against his mattress and her lips are back on his skin. Putting her marks on his chest and collarbones, knowing he wouldn't cover those. The only people that would see those are the kids in the locker room and you. The ones on his neck everyone, excluding his mom, would see. His fingers dug into her skin, leaning little crescents where his nails bit her skin. Making her shiver.

"Tan buena chica…"

He praised as he pulled her into a kiss. His neck and chest were littered with hickies, it was only far she got the same.

Her soft moans and whimpers were heaven to his ears. The way she tried to hid while he left dark marks against her porcelain skin. Miles' hands danced up her back and unclipped the bra, as much as he loved the sight of her in it. He loved the sight of her skin more. Gently kissing her chest he felt her shiver, making him smirk. He was gentle when he laid her down against the pillows, making sure his girl was comfortable he gently sunk his teeth into her thighs. Making her back arch lightly and her hand fly to cover her mouth, just like he knew she would. Miles' knew his girl like the back of his hand, even when he was completely inside her. He knew what she would do.

Her nails scratched against his skin as he buried his face in her neck.

"Joder... Mi niña bonita..."

He kissed at her neck as his hips slowly moved, he knew how to please her. Her body language gave it away. Her breath hitching slightly when he did something she liked or how she would whimper and whine and beg him to move faster and harder. Miles would, but not at first. Never at first. Even if that had already had sex that day, or even the night before, he was always. Always. Gentle with her.

Laying in his bed, he held her close. Her fucked-out babbling filled his ears as he chuckled softly, rubbing her back as he listened. He planted kisses on her face, making her giggle. Her hair wet from the shower. Miles held her tight as she started to drift off to sleep. His nose was buried in her neck. She smelled like Vanilla The smell of Sex, Vanilla, and Cherries filled the room. This was a something he could get used to.

Miles was Shameless

Así de simple = Just like that Suenas tan bonita = You sound so pretty Buena chica = Good Girl Joder = Fuck Tan buena chica = Such a good girl Mi niña bonita = My pretty girl

#miles morales earth 42 #earth 42 miles morales headcanons #earth 42 miles morales #the prowler #atsv prowler #prowler miles #miles morales prowler #miles 42 #miles g morales #atsv #atsv drabble #atsv x you #beyond the spiderverse #miles morales #myles morales #spiderman atsv #miles morales smut #miles morales x you #miles x reader

[soranatus]

The Batman of the Future, Terry McGinnis By Ky Williams

#dc comics #batman #Batman Beyond #dcau #terry mcginnis #earth 12 #redesign #Ky Williams

[roseve-art]

Universal Timeline

#art #space #cosmos #universe #stars #galaxy #trippy #big bang #scientific illustration #scientific art #science #cosmology #astronomy #outer space #deep space #to infinity and beyond #Milky Way #andromeda #earth