Little Interlude chapter for Air of Unease, while Aster is stunned after the biggest realization of their life, Velvet gets in contact with some friends.
Underemployed biologist and creator of the Para-Imperium setting. Currently writing the webcomic "Joanna: Ghost Hunter."
Little Interlude chapter for Air of Unease, while Aster is stunned after the biggest realization of their life, Velvet gets in contact with some friends.
Everybody wants to talk about the technology of steampunk but never what fuel is needed to run it. It's coal btw. Might as well call that shit coal-fantasy.
many people are replying to this post and stepping into the rake. You are missing the point if you are only focusing on how the technology works. I think you should think about how the facets of coal extraction and pollution are not explored in this branch of sci-fi and ask why. It doesn't matter if the coal-analogue is something else. If it's fuel, then how is it collected and delivered? Who is involved in that process? How is it organized?
I want to write a story about corsaits and blimps and adventurers in top hats that doesn't concern itself with colonialism at all, you're fucking mental if you think I'll spare a thought for logistics
not logistics per se, more the impacts of massive coal-burning steam engine, the pollution it causes, and the history of how it killed the miners. You want to write a fun blimp adventure then hey, fly at'er. But my critique stands as how steampunk as a narrative body and aesthetic isn't engaging with all of it's source material by imagining a clean industrial revolution.
I think people should take a gander at Bioshock Infinite again, no not to laugh at it (I mean, yes, that too) but specifically to contemplate its whole "Quantum Bubble" mechanism as a jargon tablecloth to cover Magitech. Despite having ostensibly an infinite form of energy and reality bending capabilities, the plot priorities of Bioshock Infinite not only fail to explore the ramifications of such technologies, but it builds up a substantial and ultimately incidental lore basis that frankly didn't have to be there. Wildball elements like the Luteces exist to provide a reason for the plot to be possible, but are otherwise scarcely employed as more than visual gags and vague authorial hints of something greater that never arrives.
Motes Played is a new @Post-Self novella, and is up for pre-order as a paperback and ebook over at https://motes-played.post-self.ink. I will be releasing the first few chapters ahead of time here~
Content notes: an adult character interacting with the world as a child; vague themes of familial abuse.
Motes Played relies on the plots of The Post-Self Cycle, particularly Mitzvot. It is recommended that you read those works (or the primer) first to avoid confusion and spoilers, but you can probably make your way through all the same if you try. They may all be found here as paperbacks, ebooks, and free to read in the browser.
The tilde (~) is the punctuation mark of whimsy and on this I will not be swayed.
She died at play,
Gambolled away
Her lease of spotted hours,
Then sank as gaily as a Turk
Upon a Couch of flowers.
Her ghost strolled softly o’er the hill
Yesterday, and Today,
Her vestments as the silver fleece —
Her countenance as spray.
— Emily Dickinson
Art by @root
Motes Played will be out August 1! Paperbacks and ebooks are available for pre-order now~
I'm done binging on unhinged political art that's been uploaded to porn sites. My main takeaway is that we need to bring back antifa fashion. as well as having as much casual sex and drugs that right-wingers think the average leftist gets up to.
I honestly can't get over it. Real world, 'Antifa' as if it was an actual organization and not like a loose band over people unified by place, just wore generic black hoodies and nondescript clothing to avoid being identified for fear of reprisal by fascists who made a living doxxing people.
But somehow in the minds of their critics, we were all skanks wearing ripped fishnets and fifty badges and patches for any flavour of single issue campaigns, ...and have blue hair and piercings, they made us look hot with the fattest of asses.