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scimita · 8 months

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i know a lot of ppl would like to see the preds win more in comics and movies, not the humans, but i honestly find it really funny that the preds lose. Especially when i remember that their species has been around for millions of years and humans are barely 300,000 years old as a species (homo sapiens). THREE HUNDRED THOUSAND YEARS OLD. the preds are fighting babies and LOSING i love it

they even got horror stories abt us. can u imagine having horror stories abt babies and being genuinely scared? i cant, i'd punt chucky into the mesosphere, even if hes the size of my calf

on that note i'd also like to point out that the only reason humans actually win against preds is bcz the last human always has the longest time to observe the hunter (and sure, the pred gets cocky and starts not thinking abt the fight, but the human also get super determined to kill him so). like,, the only reason humans r suddenly winning more and killing more predators is bcz ONE of them (humans) managed to survive and learn their patterns and just started talking abt it to everyone who would listen

i just think its nice to show that humans' pattern-finding brain works so well it kills the apex predators of space

not that we ever get to *see* humans use their supposed ingenuity and cleverness and pattern-findings, they just randomly know what to do, and tbh it's pretty accurate to real life, but this isnt real life so i'd like to see humans be the horrors the preds are being told stories abt.

i also want to know if there are novels detailing the stories abt humans? if anyone knows, pls tell me 🙏

#avp #yautja #predator #alien vs predator #and im p sure Dachande refers to humans as the ultimate soft prey in a novel #which is even funnier #quit showing me humans being stupid and lucky and start showing me them being SMART and CLEVER #haso #yeah im a human defender what abt it #i just dont like how humans tend to be one dimensional in most pred fics or comics #only to suddenly switch last minute and win #i'd like character development please theres so much POTENTIAL #for both the pred and the humans #sorry if the format is weird im on phone

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x-hyzenthlay-x · 1 year

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Yo.. can someone tell me how a yautja would react to a person who can Diaphonize things?

Like how would they react :0 would they think ur cool or weird? I wanna do a cute little comic but idk how to go about it.

Edit: I wasn’t expecting this to get so many notes so I just want to make a quick disclaimer, these are not my specimens! While I intend to learn this wonderful art form myself I did not create these :0 I found these on Google images. ALSO I am most certainly making a little comic now and the yautja species will now be included in my haso comic series. The series will be for fun so no profits or anything like that :) ANNNND I hope you guys enjoy this fun little find lol

#humans are space orcs #aliens #humans are weird #haso writing #humans are space australians #writing #writing prompt #yautja #alien vs predator #predator #predators #diaphonization #diaphonized #tw bones

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musicalselaw · 2 months

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list of current fandoms

Since my fandoms change a lot and I’m in a ton, figured I should make a list. I also added some of my non-fandom things that I may or may not talk about.

last updated April 21 2024

ones that I’m always in and have been for years:

AC, Star Wars (clone wars and the like),

ones I’ve been in for shorter but plan on sticking around:

Autodale(now have a RP sideblog!), Star Wars( fallen order, comics and the like), doctor who, marvel(team red, dd, dp, moon knight, Hawkeye, winter soldier), BSD, nightwing,

Ones I want to get into but haven’t gotten far enough in the source material:

death stranding, Jedi survivor, service to the people, altered carbon, the librarian(s), critical role - C2, masters of the air + the other 2 shows in the same universe, vox machina - tv show, devil may cry, resident evil(games verse + animated movies),

ones I’m in super sporadically but always come back:

halo(games + show), CoD, FMA, toaster dude, sport climbing girls, HP(more fantastic beasts nowadays bc I love newt), sk8, HASO + HFY, murder by numbers (the game), twenty one pilots,

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non-fandom things:

photography, drawing sometimes, physics, maps, geoguessr, history, wrexham afc + welcome to wrexham, science, skateboarding, gaming, climbing, learning languages(currently welsh and Russian but I know a tiny bit of French and Spanish), music,

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spirit-pyrite · 2 years

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This is mostly just soft world-building and a writing exercise (not that I’m much of a writer? But alas, what else to call this). But very HASO, so figured I’d share [:

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There were plenty of reasons it was assumed, by the general community if not officially, that a sentient predator species would never reach space. Several scientific minds argued that sentience was not possible in predators at all, though this is generally an idea rooted in ⧭ปΦ∸яism and has some troubling connotations, especially for species with scavenger roots like the Tumªolut and the Kkaრ೮ಊs. But in general, it was considered at best an improbability. Any erudite or academically minded individual could give you a reason. Predator species had not been found in the over 1,300 sentient species recorded in galactic history, suggesting it was statistically unlikely. Predator species only occurred on death worlds, and few species developed past infancy in such conditions. Individuals that had grown up from predator-laden planets would submit that predators were too instinctual to gain rational thought. They argued that a sentient predator would starve as it lost the cruelty necessary to hunt, or that no god would allow the gift of a mind to fall into the hands of a predator. Ecologists submitted that a sentient predator would not be able to survive: they would simply eat themselves to starvation. They would not have time to advance enough to set up truly sustainable food sources before they decimated their homes, and would subsequently never survive, or at least be stuck in a perpetually diminished state. The ∴።፨፨•, with their unique cultural appreciation of their homeworld and its other facets, occasionally disputed this idea. They themselves might be able to support a predator species on their otherwise peaceful planet, as they worked diligently to prevent the extinction of any species, even those bothersome to themselves. However, this was generally concluded to either be a cultural stance too rare to be statistically significant, too kind-hearted for a predator to develop, or too cultural for a predator-species to develop before it was too late.

The Media and Entertainment industries had their own perspective on the hypothetical. Naturally, the idea of a flesh-eating, shadow-stalking killer was too good to pass up, once introduced by the likes of popular Kkaრ೮ಊs myth and fable. And as scary as they were as threats of nature, they were tantalizingly terrifying when they became sentient villains. They also had the additional benefit of being unlike any known species on the market: there was little risk in ostracising an audience or, as was assumed, any future audience. Media outlets on the less scrupulous end cherished flashy articles that warned of hazy figures on newly explored planets. Even official GC sources occasionally indulged in calculating the chance that a predator species would be discovered on planets set to be explored next, with comically infinitesimal numbers listed beneath the statistics displaying the chance of another sentient species, life at all, or the presence of water or mercury. Doomsday cultists of various sects listed the discovery of a sentient predator (an event commonly titled as ‘The Birth of the Weapon’) in their timeline to the end of known existence, claiming that such a species would herald, or bring about, the end times.

All of these sources provided the space for people to set aside suspicion and fear and truly hypothesize what such a group would look like, however. The visages they drew were wicked. The hulking, camouflaged behemoths of “Coldest Ice”, the slithering, silent shades in Buer-Mak’s various sculptural works, the clawed, voracious maws illustrated in Kk⇟ꜿ Illustrated’s conspiracy surrounding a supposed super-predator underneath the ℋi⤕lei colony. It would be, with strange accuracy, the literary works of Juarl Mೊ who came closest. Mೊ’s works took a clever spin on the Predator Villain in his series “The Remarkable and Solitary Survival of L.C. Tanne”. Mೊ portrays a sentient predator not as a physically imposing figure, but one of remarkable skill and endurance. An enemy that was nearly impossible to kill, and infinitely motivated. The unnamed villain of Mೊ’s story captured the fears of a small cult following, but did not become an archetype for new sensationalized stories. So, when that fateful discovery was made in the 1st quarter of 3409 GCY, it was to the delight of those few who had unexpectedly out-predicted the intellectuals of our time, and the horror and trepidation of all.

[Excerpt from “Sentient Predators: The Entrance of Humanity to the Galactic Stage” by Gaamorrnnck’ luuoi, transcribed from audio recording by Tamurӕck Passei, Translated into Terran common English by Automatic Translator ver. 1309]

#humans are space orcs #world building #writing #drabble #tw violence #but only vaguely #fantasty prejudice #referenced at least #oh also #if you see any symbols that won’t load #don’t worry!#I just used anything in google docs ‘special character’ tab #to indicate a non-English or non-human sound #not really sure what the end result would sound like #and it won’t affect your reading much at all [:#fool's writing

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nerdybluephoenix · 6 months

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Consider: Aliens get weirded out by how fucking HUGE our moon is in reference to the planet

Really helpful, guys. Thanks.

#I honestly don't think aliens would react too strongly about our moon's size #mild curiosity at best #humans might explain the theory that it used to be part of the Earth but was split off #humans are space orcs #humans are weird #humans are space australians #humans are space oddities #aliens #space orcs #humans are so weird #outer space #galaxy #funny #comic #short comic #haso comic #haso artist #haso writer

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nerdybluephoenix · 6 months

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I remade an old comic

Evek did some research

Original

#humans are space orcs #humans are weird #humans are space australians #humans are space oddities #aliens #space orcs #humans are so weird #outer space #galaxy #haso comic #haso writer #haso artist #haso #comic #comic art #art #alien ocs #gay liens #gay aliens

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nerdybluephoenix · 6 months

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Next Page (will come back to link it)

Short comic I'm working on

To manage your expectations, it's not a full story. It's really just a test comic. I originally made a sketch to practice comic-making. Then thought: "this isn't bad, I should see what this looks like cleaned up." I proceeded to make a 3D spaceship model for it so I didn't have to waste time agonizing over the ship's angles, chose a color scheme, cleaned up some sketches, and now we're here

#For further context: my ocs are from a NaNoWriMo book I wrote in 2020 #it sucks so bad but I've been drawing my characters ever since #during NaNoWriMo 2020 is how I got into the space orcs fandom btw #I have been doing more prep work because I'm considering rewriting it for NaNoWriMo 2023 #Idk though I'm also writing a fanfic I'm pretty invested in but that project is almost done anyway #point I'm trying to get to is this comic is part of my prep work for NaNoWriMo 2023 so that's why it's not a full comic it's just... testing #humans are space orcs #humans are weird #humans are space australians #humans are space oddities #aliens #space orcs #humans are so weird #outer space #galaxy #haso artist #haso writer #haso comic

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nerdybluephoenix · 7 months

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Alien crew: *busy with work*

Human crew member: *bursts in, visibly shaking* Did you guys know that humans can overdose on caffeine, around 40 cups of coffee? My record is 14 cups!

Alien: And what are you on now?

Human: 11 cups! I'm gonna break my record today!

Alien: *takes mug from their hands* No, you're not

#I was thinking of making a comic of this #but in case I abandon the project here's a text post version!#humans are space orcs #humans are weird #humans are space australians #humans are space oddities #aliens #space orcs #haso #haso artist #art #haso writer

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nerdybluephoenix · 8 months

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#i was laying awake past midnight and thought of this #sketched it up in 30 min #now will go back to sleep #humans are space orcs #humans are weird #humans are space australians #humans are space oddities #aliens #space orcs #haso #haso artist #art #haso writer #comic

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marlynnofmany · 5 months

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Arboreal Species

We had plenty of options for ways to keep occupied while waiting for the client to show up and collect his delivery. Several of the crew were playing card games with the captain, using a delivery crate as a table, and she was beating the pants off all of them. (Though none of these particular aliens wore pants. You know what I mean.) Some of the others waited inside the ship, declaring boredom with this particular patch of exotic wilderness.

The rest chatted with crew from the ship that had arrived after us, which was also delivering cargo for the same late-to-arrive local. They had plenty to complain about. They also had food to share, and a decent chance that it would be edible by those they shared it with.

While Alien Food Roulette was always exciting, I’d found a much better option.

“Hey, they tell me your species climbs things,” the stranger from the other ship had said, long snout curling into a smile. She looked like a mix of 3/4 baboon and 1/4 crocodile.

“They’re right!” I replied easily. There weren’t many climbing opportunities on our little courier ship, and I was curious where this was going.

The alien pointed at a huge tree on the edge of the landing pad, which boasted smooth orange bark with branches every couple feet. “I’m gonna go climb that. Care to join me?”

“Would I ever!” I said, already heading toward it. I called back over my shoulder, “If you guys need me, I’ll be up a tree!”

Captain Sunlight didn’t even look away from the game, just waving distractedly, her scaly face intent on whatever play Mur had just made. He was chuckling about it and rubbing his tentacles together in a way that was probably a bluff. As soon as I looked away, he made a noise that said the good captain had just wrecked his clever plan. Trrili hissed with laughter.

None of them cared that I was about to climb to a dangerous height. None thought this was out of character in the slightest, and all of them were missing out on an excellent climbing experience.

It was a great tree. The bark was smooth but not slippery, reminding me of a madrone tree from back home, just without the flaky outer layer. And it didn’t feel as cold. If anything, it was warm as we scampered skyward, almost as if the tree welcomed a good climb by people who’d appreciate it.

The alien stopped, picking a branch to sit on and leaning back against another. “Now that is a nice view.”

I had to agree. “It is!” I found my own convenient pair of branches, draping my arms over the top one and finding a nice footrest on a third. “Everybody down there doesn’t know what they’re missing.” The forest around the landing pad was bright with oranges and yellows, the kind of vivid colors that I associated with autumn, but which could have been year-round here. Rolling hills lined the horizon, with a river sparkling merrily in the distance. The only straight line was the road. It made a nice counterpoint to all the gentler natural shapes.

My new friend cupped a hand to her snout unnecessarily. “Hey, everybody down there! You should come see this view!”

To no one’s surprise, she got a chorus of “no thanks.”

I shook my head. “Such a shame. They’re missing out on all the knowledge that comes from above, too. Hey, Paint!” I yelled down to the crewmate who had just dropped a box of round things. “One rolled under the ramp, and two are over in the grass!” I pointed them out.

A distant “Thank you!” reached my ears.

The alien nodded. “Wisdom of the heights indeed. What else can we see, that those on the ground can’t?”

We spent a good few minutes pointing things out to each other and swapping stories. Apparently her people were called the Farsights, for exactly this reason.

“Oh, motion on the road!” she declared, squinting into the distance. “Looks like somebody’s in a rush to be a little less late.”

“Well that ship has launched,” I said, following her eyes. “Nice thought, though. Say, is that one car or two?”

The Farsight didn’t answer immediately, which made me worry a little. Then she said “Uh oh,” which made me worry a lot.

“Uh oh what?”

She stood up on the branch and bellowed, “INCOMING! Client’s being chased by hostile fauna!”

“Oh jeez.” Now I could see it too: something large and antlered galloping after the little surface skimmer. Both were headed straight toward our landing pad.

Chaos erupted down below as we slid off our perches and scrambled downward. The bark was still friendly-smooth.

“I think that creature eats these!” my friend said, bounding out toward the end of a branch to shake loose a bundle of round seedpod things. “I’ve seen them before!”

“Will that matter?” I asked, slowing. “It looks pretty mad!”

“Can’t hurt!”

I couldn’t argue that. There were more than a few seedpods waiting on my path down, all of which came loose with a little judicious bouncing of the branches. When I hit the ground, it was in a sea of baseball-shaped plant bits.

The rest of the crew was scrambling to move crates and dash into the ships for anything weaponlike. A handful of beefy individuals from the other crew lined up to stare the thing down as it approached, and my ship’s biggest and scariest hurried to join them. Trrili claimed a place in front with her black-and-red carapace gleaming in the sun, pincher arms spread wide. She left space for the skimmer to zip past, but only just.

I grabbed seedpods, making a basket with my shirt. “Will we need these? Is it going to stop?”

“Beats me!” said my new friend. She grabbed an armload and ran. “Let’s find out!”

I raced after. We joined the lineup just before the gigantic whatever-it-was skidded to a halt, rearing to paw the air and roar thunderously. The guy in the skimmer was trying to park behind our ship. The various scary aliens yelled back at the huge moose-rhino.

“How well can you throw?” asked my friend, not waiting for an answer. She dumped her armload and started chucking seedpods.

“Pretty well!” I didn’t bother dropping mine, just grabbing them one by one from my shirt basket and aiming for the head.

I didn’t count how many of those direct shots were me, but I’m going to say most of them. The pods burst into squishy fruit with a solid core, doing a great job of annoying the creature as well as coating it with presumably-tasty purple goo.

Its forefeet hit the ground with a teeth-rattling thud. It roared some more, but half-heartedly, like it was just trying to save face at this point.

My friend the Farsight had run out of seedpods, so I gave her some of mine. While our crewmates did their best threat displays, we pelted the dangerous beastie with fruit until it turned to lope in the other direction. I made sure to throw a few on the road near it, in case it felt like picking up a bite to eat on the way. It didn’t, but I did see a tongue lick out as it turned its back on us.

Belatedly, Kavlae and Eggskin skidded out of our ship with stun guns at the same time as a couple people from the other — was that a rocket launcher or a flare gun? — none of which turned out to be necessary.

“Take that and eat it!” crowed the Farsight.

“Yeah!” I agreed. “It’s probably delicious!”

“It probably is, actually,” she said as the congratulations started to pour in.

I picked up a seedpod I’d dropped and sniffed it. “Smells a bit like kumquat.”

Captain Sunlight, busy trying to coax the client out of his vehicle, yelled across the landing pad, “Don’t eat that until Eggskin runs it through the medscanner!”

“Aw, really?” I complained, perfectly in synch with my new friend.

“Yes really!” She shook her lizardy head. I couldn’t make out her muttering from here, but I could guess it was about omnivorous habits, self-preservation instincts, absurd treeclimbing species, or all of the above.

The Farsight said, “If these are safe, I’m taking some back with me.”

“Even if they’re not, the seeds would make good souvenirs,” I pointed out, pulling at the pod where it had separated. “Look how perfectly round they are.”

“Oh yeah, those are nice.”

Trrili stalked past with a haughty tilt to her antennae. “You two get along far too well.”

“Like two seeds in a pod!” the Farsight quipped.

That made me smile. “Hey, my people say that too!”

We had plenty to talk about while everybody else handled the actual delivery we were there for. Eventually Eggskin did check the thing with a medscanner. It tasted like sour kumquat. The seeds cleaned up nicely.

And most importantly, my new friend had family with a whole enclave at the next space station my ship was planning to visit. And they had a climbing structure three stories high. I couldn’t wait.

The rest of the crew thought that sounded pointless and dangerous, of course, but none of them had ancestors who danced through the tree branches, so clearly they have no taste.

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The ongoing backstory adventures of the main character from this book. More to come! And I am currently drafting a sequel!

#my writing #The Token Human #humans are weird #haso #humans are space orcs #humans are space monkeys #treeclimbing #hfy #humans can climb #humans can throw #kindred species #eiad #yes it's the same species from that comic ages ago #I figure it's about time there was an appearance in the stories #they're fun

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