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phantom-ellie · 11 months

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The Lost Children of Ikatera for the OFMD Reverse Big Bang!

I am so excited to share this fic with you all! I have so much to say about it which won't fit in my Ao3 post, so I will be writing it all here and reblogging for subsequent chapter posts. But first, the link:

This post covers general information on this fic as well as chapters 1 & 2. I will reblog it with further posts covering the different chapters.

What you need to know is that this is a Victorian AU based on the novels of Jules Verne, H. G. Wells, and other similar authors of that era. The author of this novel is Jonathan “Calcut Jack�� Rackham, and is told entirely from his perspective. He is a highly unreliable narrator due to his tendency to focus on his own selfish needs and desires rather than to truly pay attention to what is going on around him. However, I hope that I succeeded in making him a bit nuanced and interesting throughout this work.

I would like to give the biggest thank you and credit to TheQueenHasNoLife (on Twitter), who is the artist for this RBB as well as the one who came up with the, frankly, brilliant prompt idea for this fic. Every single idea and suggestion they had made this work twice as interesting and complex as it had been before. I have always admired them since I first stumbled across their own fanfiction last October, and am beyond honored to have helped to bring their vision to light here. I hope there will be future collaborations in store for us!

I would also like to credit the following users: @Ghost_Deb_ on Twitter and DeathStranded who were my beta readers for this fic and gave incredible feedback and insight on how it read, @Tiny_Book_Worm on Twitter who was kind enough to answer my questions on the transmasc experience while writing for Izzy, as well as Mod Jay (mortenavida) who answered endless stupid questions from me throughout this process and helped to determined Jack’s fate in the final chapter with their deep knowledge of Floridian lore.

Despite strenuous efforts I was unable to obtain a beta or a sensitivity reader for the sections of the fic that deal with Maori language and culture, for which I apologize. If I have gotten anything wrong on this subject, feel free to DM me on Twitter or Tumblr, and I will make the changes necessary. I am open to criticism and safe to DM on this matter.

Last note on the art in this fic: In addition to the absolutely stunning and detailed art by TheQueenHasNoLife, I have peppered this work with several authentic drawings/documents from the 1800s. I have credited my source for each under the image.

On the Narrator/"Calicut Jack":

This fic is told in the form of an adventure novel written in the style of Jules Verne and H. G. Wells. Only this time, its author is Jonathan "Calicut Jack" Rackham. This is the bit that interested me the most about this prompt. If you've read these kinds of novels before from this time period, you've probably noticed that the narrators are all assholes. They are sexist, racist, and disgusted by everyone who isn't 100% exactly like they are (and also enamored/obsessed with/totally gay for men who are 100% exactly like they are). I wanted to write this novel from Jack's perspective in the most loquacious, verbose manner humanly possible to give him the illusion of respectability while showing through his actions that he's actually a total trash bag. He's an incredibly unreliable narrator. There are massive plotlines and character arcs going on throughout this story that he barely touches on or mentions because he doesn't notice them. He is completely self-absorbed and has absolutely no capacity for emotional depth. That being said, that doesn't mean I intend for him to be 100% villainous and evil. He's pathetic and sad, while not quite sympathetic. What you need to know about Jack is he fears change more than anything. He is still the same drunken fratboy he was 15-20 years ago, he hasn't changed at all, and he's terrified that his friends and the people he knows will grow up and move on without him. He doesn't understand that this is his fear because he has no self-awareness. The fear is just there. And he will jump through whatever mental hoops he has to to convince himself that everyone would be happier if they were like him: stagnant and unmoving.

Story Setting/Background:

This fic is set in 1872 in an alternate Victorian universe which is not exactly the same as the one we know of and are familiar with. Homophobia and transphobia are at this time seen as terribly gauche and passé, and people are more or less allowed to love who they want and be who they are without facing societal backlash or institutional discrimination. In addition, while unfortunately colonialism and imperialism still exist, in this universe they are much less of a thing, and public approval for either has been waning for some time at the start of the story. Because I am a loser, I attempted to create a loose historical justification for these changes. It all started during the reign of Louis XIV. This super gay dude (actual footage, 100% real) (don't watch the rest of that musical it is heinously bad) was the brother of the king. His name was Philippe. He would be very open about his relationships with men, and would also dress as a woman whenever the opportunity presented him (so it's possible he wasn't a dude at all). Surprisingly, most people at the time accepted it and were totally on board, because a gay man wasn't seen as a threat to his brother's throne. They encouraged the fuck out of that shit. In this particular alternate universe, Philippe's sexuality and gender expression became en vogue among the French noblesse during Louis XIV's reign. Cavorting with members of your own sex was suddenly seen as desirable and fashionable, regardless of whether there was actually any attraction there. Louis XIV encouraged this trend, for it allowed him to more easily control and steer French nobility (especially when they were bearing fewer children and were caught up in all sorts of dalliances with one another). This was, after all, the main objective of the grandiose lifestyle which he promoted: to keep the nobles poor and distracted so he could rule as he wished. Eventually, the acceptance of same-sex partnerships grew and spread through the courts of many European countries which sought to mimic France's, and this acceptance eventually permeated the general culture shared by everyone. Though acceptance of same-sex relationships (as well as transgender people) was not immediate and took several generations to really take hold in these societies, by the mid to late 1800s the general trend was to be accepting of same-sex relationships. Being homophobic and transphobic is seen as really fucking gauche. Therefore, in this universe there is little to no discrimination of anyone based on their sexuality or gender. It's just plain allowed. This open-mindedness lead to other kinds of acceptance as well. Judeo-Christian religion had a much weaker stranglehold on the populace and the ruling classes of these countries. The weakening of religious dogma made it more palatable for humans to seek out positive cultural exchange with others rather than antagonizing them with forced conversion attempts or flooding indigenous lands with missionaries. While nations did engage in attempts in empire-building (Britain most of all), there was less public will for it due to the populace not really minding if the indigenous people from these areas were "heathens," and it was easier for them to be viewed as people. As for the money to be made from colonization, well, acceptance of gay people may have "trickled down" from the nobility, but the money they were making overseas sure wasn't. This world is in no way intended to be read as utopian, because it just isn't. It still sucks. It just sucks a little less. I wanted to be able to write a world in the 1800s where Edward Teach could become a famous and respected man of science, and where men loving men wasn't a scandal or disgusting or unacceptable. The effects of colonialism have still made their mark in this world which will show throughout the story... it's just that in this universe, people like Ed have more power to actually do something about it.

Chapter 1 Notes:

I wrote this chapter with "20,000 Leagues Under the Sea" open in another tab in order to mimic the beginning of both stories and let me tell you, this chapter has NOTHING on that wordy overdescriptive mess. I toned down the descriptions and asides a bit later on in the fic.

Nigel’s ship is called the Disraeli because Benjamin Disraeli was an imperialist asshole and you know they’d be all over that.

Source for Jack’s Cloak Tent and other Stupid Victorian Inventions

Tawhiri a Utu - This means (roughly) “Tawhiri’s Revenge,” although the word ‘Utu’ is more similar to balance/making whole than revenge. Tawhiri is a Maori wind deity.

Edward’s nickname “Man-eater” was given to him by Jack, who was impressed by his skills with his tongue when it comes to, well, eating out men. Like the show version’s nickname of “Blackie,” this nickname is intended to be a rather uncomfortable one due to the racist views Western colonizers have had towards the practices of Indigenous cultures (despite the fact that white Europeans themselves engaged in cannibalism through the early 20th century, believing that certain human body parts could cure diseases, though they would never admit to cannibalism because their ‘medicine’ came in neatly-labeled bottles). Jack, however, lacks the emotional intelligence to determine if Edward is happy with this nickname. Perhaps he will find out.

I spent way too much time researching stupid crap like available ports in 1872 and authentic sailing routes/passenger ships. Like, 2 or 3 whole days just for that, and honestly it was so useless and a waste of time.

I can't allow any more children to be in this fic because I used up every single Victorian-era word for them in this one.

The language Ed speaks with the kid at the end of the chapter is not intended to be Maori, but Rarotongan (because that is the island where they landed). I used the internet's lone Rarotongan dictionary and my decade-old linguistics degree for this and future sections. As far as I can tell there are no Rarotongan betas in existence, sorry about that!

Chapter 2 Notes:

Aquatic Tripod Image Source

I wanted to draw a diagram of the system that holds the Oceanid captive, but I'm not that talented. I tried to think of as many plot holes with it as possible, but my betas thought of a couple I didn't, such as how the weight of hauling an Oceanid in and out of the ocean would probably cause the ship to tilt or even capsize. Whoops! Honestly, it's a really stupid contraption, but Nigel Badminton designed it, what do you want? He's an idiot.

I didn't include a translation for the language spoken between Ed and the Oceanid (which was again Rarotongan) because Jack doesn't know what the words mean and isn't going to bother to find out. However, I've provided them here (again, I did my very best to construct these phrases in a language I don't speak, I hope I got it right). I did not use a translating service for any of these, just studied the crap out of grammar and different examples of sentences and tried to figure it out.

Edward: Ae! Ae… ‘oa… (Hey! Hey… friend…)

Edward: É ’akamoe’au, é taku ‘oa… ‘akamoe’au… (Be at peace, my friend, be at peace)

Edward: Mãrie… meitaki… (Slowly… safe…)

Mystery Oceanid: E tauturu… (Help…)

Edward: Ãe, tauturu! (Yes, help!)

#ofmd reverse big bang #our flag means death fanfic #cross posted on ao3 #ofmd fanfic #children of ikatera #victorian au #calico jack

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lgbtcafe · 1 year

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hi, could you suggest masc names that start with either Z, V, C, M or N?

this is so late im sorry *crying face here*

Z: zach, zeus, zion, za(y)ne, zurich, zavier, zelda, zay, zeke

V: vincent, victor, vince, valentin(e/o), vance, valiant, virgil, vulcan, valerie/an, vesper, val, vern

C: carter, chase, colt, charlie/charles, cameron, cesar, connor, carson, callum, ciel, cyan, cyrus, caspian, corbin, cassius, cash, cade, cedric

M: michael, maverick, milo, mark, matthias, mosiah, micah, merlin, maddox, manny, marty, micky, mack, marcus, moss, miles, magnus

N: nolan, noah, nathaniel, nyx, nick, narcissus, naiche, nikola(i), neil, nigel, norbert, niall, nestor, nemo, niels, nandor, neptune, napoleon

i tried to do a mix of unique and classic, lmk if you want a specific theme/vibe!

-mod avie alistair

#masc names #name suggestions #name recommendations #name recommendation #name recs #lgbtcafe #order up!#mod avie

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whatsabriard · 1 year

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Watch With Me: Hart to Hart 2x05

Original Airdate: December 16, 1980

Synopsis: Jennifer and Jonathan go undercover to identify a toy pla thief who has become a murderer.

Why this one?: We needed a christmas themed episode, any episode that features Drunk!Jennifer is a gem, and the idiots go undercover in the most hilarious way possible.

Favorite Quote:

Jonathan: A little too much christmas cheer? Jennifer: Well, a little too much for 11 o'clock in the morning. Jonathan: I thought that was a pretty terrific gimmick. Buy a tree and get all the grog you can drink free. Jennifer: I dunno. I still prefer my christmas cheer in front of the fireplace. After dark. Jonathan: That's why I come down the chimney every night.

YEAH HE SAID IT.

Right off the bat, I'm gonna tell you I got tired of rehashing the plot. That's boring. Instead you get my stream of consciousness which is more fun for me. Ya'll, not so much maybe. Andway, enjoy this shitpost/recap.

So the Harts are driving home with a whole ass real tree just sitting in the backseat of the Rolls. Can you imagine the sap.

Jennifer is really drunk and slurring her words. How much free grog did she drink.

Instead of going home, they go to a drive-in theater but it's not for the fun stuff, Jonathan needs to see a man about a horse...toy.

Jennifer is disappointed that they're not gonna neck. She doesn't say it but I know it.

Jonathan meets a guy who is a private investigator about toy designs that are being stolen from HARToy.

This horse isn't Randy Racehorse (WHICH IS JONATHAN'S NICKNAME CHANGE MY MIND) it's Pamela Palomino. But Kris knows it's a Breyer horse and they're all crazy.

This guy gets bit by a snake in a toy and his initial reaction is to literally say "DAMN TOYS" at the plastic snake. He dies.

I'm a fan of this outfit and of the fact that Jennifer perches on Jonathan's desk ala Phryne Fisher.

Someone is trying to drive the toy business into the ground by stealing toy designs.

VERNE AND EDNA

Edna, directly inspired by Dolly Parton

This guy's hair.

Robbie the Robot - that was an actual toy wasn't it? No, no. I'm thinking of Alphie.

There is a sound effect of the robot used in this episode and it's so annoying.

The guy with the Bozo hair says he's going to give the Harts everything they wanted for Christmas plus a little more. By that he means a modded Simon game filled with explosives. It's called Do Re Me but everyone knows it's Simon.

What the hell, Jonathan, and your christmas Ascot.

Jennifer gets bored of playing Generic Simon so she goes away, Freeway knocks the table and Generic Simon explodes with about as much firepower as a roman candle.

Like did he think that was going to kill them? what an idiot. Eric of the Bozo Hair is losing his mind.

Jonathan brings a microphone transmitter that Jennifer found in his pocket.

Stanley, the dummy, asks Jennifer what she was doing with her hand in his pocket. She's like "WELL."

"It's my karma. I vibrate in sympathy with the universe." Hard same, Max.

Jonathan loves seeing his name on things. I mean, I get it but.

Bozo Hair Man fusses with the Rolls, which is just an expensive choice. I hope he rigged it better than Generic Simon but also that car is worth more than his house so better not.

OH WAIT I REMEMBER WHAT HAPPENS. Yeah, the car is fine. It just....stops running.

So that they can be chased by a model airplane that shoots at them.

Duck Snoopy! It's the Red Baron!

This guy has the wimpiest bombs. It falls right next to the car and it barely goes "pop".

Jonathan defeats the toy plane with a garage clicker which is absolutely GREAT since they don't even have a garage.

They're gonna meet up with Stanley's friend Bob. They say the name "Bob" at least 10 times in a 1 minute conversation

That's because BOB is a LADY.

oh that noise isn't from the stupid robot toy. It's from their swipe badges. It's still stupid annoying.

Jonathan knew Bob was a woman. Jennifer did not. "Well it's Roberta, actually."

Max makes some appetizers but apparently they're gross. They're gonna order pizza instead.

Baby girl, Just sit in his lap. It'll save time.

These jerks color coordinate their outfits.

The "fantastic" Robot shuffles around a table top, talking a big game about all the amazing things he does and then he stops. Big whoop, Robbie.

Bozo Hair Man gets dead. Down the shredder chute.

The Harts are actual monsters that put their tree in the very middle of the living room. why.

They go undercover again, this time with even better outfits.

They actually drink wine on a stakeout. as if jennifer wasn't already drunk enough in this episode.

"Ugh, I left the gun in the toy display section." what an idiot.

Jennifer's skirt is so short, her little ass is hanging out. obvi Jonathan picked it.

the bad guy's partner has a gun and she tries to shoot Jonathan.

That works really well. (also cleavage! jonathan def picked her outfit)

Right before the big ending kiss, Robbie comes to life and shuffles around and says "I can thrill you. All you have to do is press the right button." Then they make out. $5 says Jonathan always finds the right button.

#hart to hart #jennifer hart #jonathan hart #stefanie powers #rj wagner #80's tv #watch with me #life ruiners the original recipe

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primatechnosynthpop · 2 years

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Not that anyone was asking but here's some details about the twitch streamer Ernest au

He got his start making YouTube videos on a wide variety of subjects, including vlogs, enthusiastic media reviews, and showing off stuff he got at yard sales and flea markets. He keeps doing all this after joining Twitch, and his streams are far from limited to playing video games-- in fact, he's pretty bad at most games and has trouble figuring out the rules

Upon first joining Twitch he receives a ton of vitriol until a few of his close friends and followers step in and become mods. He still gets bullied by chat going forward but now it's affectionate

Since it's a modern au and they're thusly struggling millennials, Vern is Ernest's roommate rather than neighbour. He has an actual job not related to producing internet content, and takes care to avoid showing his face or voice on Ernest's streams for the sake of privacy. A lot of people assume they're dating/married, and only find out this isn't the case when Vern eventually moves in with his new fiancee

Much like his real-world reception, Ernest gets really popular with kids while many adults find him annoying. The latter group tend to assume he's putting on an act and are shocked to discover that he's literally just like that

Chuck and Bobby run another Twitch channel that's less popular than Ernest's but has a lot of overlap in their audience, and they sometimes collab. Bobby is semi-verbal and has some support needs, which is why he lives with Chuck, but he's better than his brother at most games, especially first-person shooters

The chat goes crazy whenever Ernest shows Rimshot on stream. Vern also has a dog (Shorty) who Ernest ends up taking care of a lot of the time, but Vern doesn't want her appearing on camera either, so Ernest's followers get to hear about all of Shorty's escapades but have no clue what breed she is

He does event streams frequently where he enlists the help of other people and promotes their work in the process, such as joining the staff of a local summer camp for a hiking and fishing stream, teaming up with an academic friend of his for an archeology stream, or collaborating with the Clean Sweep basketball team for a basketball stream. He always hypes these events up a lot and something usually goes terribly wrong (as is often the case during his streams) but these ones turn out less disastrous because there are other people helping him

At some point Ernest's channel gets hacked by rival streamer Felix2678 but chat assumes it's all a bit Ernest is doing, since he'll often go into different characters on stream. Even after Ernest gets his channel back, nobody ever really figures out that it wasn't a bit

#this has been in my drafts for a while but hmm. seems like as good a time as any to post it #at first with this au i was trying to think ok. what kind of Internet Content would all the various movie supporting characters create #but i don't think many of ernest's other friends/acquaintances are really into that stuff tbh #i think they're all just living their own lives which in most cases wouldn't be much different in a modern au than in canon #ernest does have like. SO many good friends though. they're not all super involved with his twitch career and some don't even watch him #but they are his friends. this is important

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sonennou · 13 days

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Kentañ biskoazh 'm boa graet al lez da merc'h yaouank ebet A oa da verc'h un intañv é kas he saout er-maez./ « Dait genin merc'hig yaouank dindan ar raden glas, Kar an heol a zo tomm hag a skaotay (1) ho fas./ ‒ Dindan ar raden glas, genoc'h, me nend in ket, Kar an heol e n'eo ket tomm, ma fas ne skaotay ket./ ‒ Dait genin merc'hig yaouank dindan ar rezinenn, Kar an heol a zo tomm hag a skaotay ho penn./ ‒ Dindan ar rezinenn, genoc'h me nend in ket, Kar an heol n'eo ket tomm, ma fenn ne skaotay ket./ ‒ Dait genin merc'hig yaouank un nozvezh da gousket, Ha ma vourr'he (2) henoazh àr-lerc'h c'hwi 'ray bepred./ » Dait genin merc'hig yaouank un nozvezh da gousket, Ha me a breno deoc'h un tanter seiz brodet./ ‒ Dalc'hit genoc'h den yaouank, genoc'h ho tanter seiz, Kar un tanter lien, lien men a basay./ » Un tanter lien pa vez gwennaet ha gwalc'het mat, Ha 'zo mat d'ur verjerenn, mestrez e ti ma zad./ ‒ N'eo ket é peskat (3) al laezh, 'ribotat an amanenn, Ho peus-c'hwi desket kaozeal, parlantal er mod-se. ‒ 'Vern ket deoc'h, den yaouank, men em eus-me desket Kar da gousket davedoc'h, davedoc'h nend in ket ! »

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FR. L'AMOUREUX ÉCONDUIT (Seconde version). La toute première fois que je fis la cour à aucune fille, ce fut à la fille d'une veuve qui conduisait ses vaches dehors. / « Venez avec moi sous la fougère verte, jeune fille, car le soleil est chaud et il brûlera votre visage. / - Non, je n'irai pas avec vous sous la verte fougère car le soleil n'est pas chaud et mon visage ne brûlera pas. / - Venez avec moi sous la vigne, jeune fille, car le soleil est chaud et il brûlera votre visage. / - Non, je n'irai pas avec vous sous la vigne car le soleil n'est pas chaud et mon visage ne brûlera pas. / - Venez dormir une nuit avec moi, jeune fille, et si cela vous plait ce soir vous continuerez de le faire. / » Venez dormir une nuit avec moi, jeune fille, et je vous achèterai un tablier de soie brodé. / - Gardez avec vous votre tablier de soie, jeune homme, car un tablier de lin me conviendra. / » Un tablier de lin blanchi et bien lavé convient à une bergère, servante chez mon père. / - Ce n'est pas en écrémant le lait, en barattant le beurre, que vous avez appris à parler, à discourir de cette manière ! / - Qu'importe, jeune homme, où j'ai pu l'apprendre car je n'irai pas dormir avec vous ! »

EN. THE REJECTED LOVER (Second version). The very first time I courted any girl was to the daughter of a widow who was driving her cows outside…

(1) a skaoto ; (2) ma vourrahe / ma plijfe ; (3) peskat ?

#brezhoneg #musique bretonne

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voyageofthenautilus · 10 months

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Thank you, everyone!

This is Blue M. Hart, the creator of the Voyage of the Nautilus substack. Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Seas has been a very important book to me since I first read it at 12 years old. I’ve gotten “Mobilis In Mobili” tattooed on me, daydreamed endlessly about writing a film adaptation, and now I’ve just finished running an online book club for it. I can’t thank you all enough for participating and making this such a rewarding experience! It’s been so much fun following along with everyone’s reactions. I hope everyone reading along had as much of a blast as the person running the thing!

Thanks as well to my friend @plutodetective for inspiring me to make this project a reality, and for co-modding this very blog. Thanks to Orca_Super_Cool on Twitter for making the lovely header image and icons for this project- his commissions are currently open if you’re interested! Thanks to Project Gutenberg for making the text of Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Seas available and accessible, and finally, thanks to the Dracula Daily project for popularizing this “read a classic novel in real time via emails” format. Voyage of the Nautilus would not exist if Dracula Daily didn’t exist.

So, what’s next…?

Several readers have asked if I will run the Voyage of the Nautilus book club for a second year. Currently, the answer is no. As outlined earlier on this blog, midway through the project, I, a habitual fine-print skimmer, realized that the translation of Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Seas that I had used for the project was under copyright, and while I wanted to see the project through to the end, I’d rather not take the risk of using the copyrighted translation for a second time. The only public domain translation that I’m aware of is unfortunately abridged and rife with inaccuracies, therefore I’d rather not use it. (If you’d like to read this translation in a serial format, Notes from the Nautilus has got you covered!) That being said, I would love to run the book club again and have been searching for ways to contact the translator to see if he will allow us permission to use his work, so if it ends up happening again, watch this space.

For now, feel free to go back through the archives of the Voyage of the Nautilus blog to catch up on readers’ thoughts, as well as browse the wonderful fanworks made over the course of this project- both fanfic, and fanart. (Pluto made an excellent masterpost of these works for ease of browsing!)

You might also like to know that Jules Verne wrote Captain Nemo into another book of his! The Mysterious Island is a tale of several castaways who become marooned on a remote island following their flight to escape the American Civil War. To mention Nemo’s involvement in the plot would be to spoil it, but he does make a significant appearance (which is strangely portrayed as taking place after the events of Twenty Thousand Leagues, despite that story being set chronologically after the Civil War). If you enjoyed Twenty Thousand Leagues, but desire closure for Nemo’s character, The Mysterious Island provides that in spades. (Perhaps we’ll do a book club for it in the future…?)

That’s all (for now)!

-Blue

#voyage of the nautilus #announcement #i feel like i'm watching end credits scroll by

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