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Illustration depicting three genetically engineered "Spacers". There's several bits of text around them but unfortunately it all doesn't fit in the character limit for the alt text... Then, in the bottom right corner: "Spacers are one of the more ambitious human genetic engineering projects to come out of the Wildfire Sequence. While most other projects were more interested in "improving" the base human design (sometimes these were legitimate improvements, like a better ability to fight cancer. Other times it was just eugenics), Spacers were one of the first attempts to design a body plan that excels in a specific environment. Techlord Otok Garliste announced the project in late 2522. The logic followed that by eliminating the necessity of artificial gravity, ships could save mass by no longer carrying complex centrifuges. 12 years later, and after many moral atrocities (some prototype designs didn't last more than a year outside of artificial wombs, others still were born with all manner of deformities), the project was announced a success. Over the coming decades Spacers would diffuse throughout society to the point of ubiquity. Towards the end of the Wildfire Sequence, Otok Garliste was unceremoniously executed alongside a few other techlords, during the coup of Frexdan Orbital 01 in 2570. Unfortunately the person who pulled the trigger was not a Spacer themselves. Spacers in the modern day prefer to live under 0.1 to 0.3 gees. Actually living in freefall is generally considered a pain in the ass, and is only done when necessary."

27th century spacers

Three-panel digital illustration depicting a person laying down on the surface of a neutron star. In the first panel on the left we see them from above, hands rested on their stomach, looking up in awe. Their body is lit from beneath by the neutron star's glowing surface. In the middle panel we see a close-up of their hand, which is now tentatively touching the surface. Small lumps and dents are visible in the otherwise stark white ground. In the third panel on the right we see what the space above looks like, with numerous stars tinted blue and with a lot of motion blur applied to them.

resting on a neutron star... the gravity pulls down like a weighted blanket, the surface is warm and the little millimetre-scale deviations are fun to run your fingers across, the view above is a hypnotising cascade of blueshifted starlight rushing overhead

Cam has a triangular cross section and pointed profile with twelve turrets and six large retractable radiator flaps. Original artwork not permitted for use as AI training data or input.

Lisse has a very dark, rounded conical hull, oversized radiators protected by movable plates, and a retractable suite of turrets and scanning equipment. Original artwork not permitted for use as AI training data or input.

Second image of Lisse showing major interior components such as her bio-core, internal exhaust bell, and large focusing mirrors for lasers and telecopes. Original artwork not permitted for use as AI training data or input.

Early concept art for some of the girls from my WIP sci fi story. Cam is an interceptor/destroyer specialized in fast attacks and Lisse is a long range sniper and surveillance platform.

The new midshipman tried to download an advanced kung fu lesson from the holodeck and now he’s forgotten how to do a salute

oh wouldn't it be nice

Wind-powered plants engineered for an unsuccessfully terraformed Venus
#art

Watercolour illustrations split into two panels. In the first image a countryside environment is shown, featuring a hill with some trees on it, and a forking dirt path. The grass in both drawings is a striking red colour, while the sky is open and blue. A woman with pink hair, dressed in a yellow shirt and jeans, is seen walking down one of the paths. In the second drawing we see that same woman sat overlooking the sea, the rolling red hills stretching into the distance. She's partially shaded by an overhead tree. In the background, a thin spindly white structure is seen arcing into the heavens. Text in the middle reads: "08 03 2656 - Today I visited that spot outside town where you can get a really good view of Lofstrom West 03. I figured it'd be nice to come here one last time. It's exciting to think that in only a couple day's time we'll take a trip up that shimmering white trail, up above the clouds and over the horizon. Likely never to return."

Just before leaving

#art

how it's gonna feel when It Happens

I’m just saying that when it happens I’m jumping out of bed, running to my window, and tossing a coin to a boy to buy the biggest goose in town

nobody has seen the president in three days

[burping and rubbing my president shaped tummy] that’s crazy

The funniest scenario would be that literally nobody has seen him in 2 days, not just the press. Like he disappeared completely and was never seen again

“learn to stridulate!” is terrible advice. they don’t even look at your resume if you aren’t a cricket.

私はどこにいるでしょうか？
ここです！がんぼるぞい！

translation:
Where am I?
Here I am!

funny, i always think of us as already being in the late afternoon (with the party really happening at z~2)

In the middle of the illustration is a woman dressed in wintery clothing, above her head is some text pointing to her that reads "Marsh, 40 years old, works at the surface observatory array". To the right of her is another drawing of her, this time smiling while holding a can of beer, saying "Let's share a beer and convert raw telescope data into pretty pictures." To the right is a large column of text that unfortunately doesn't fit in the character limit for this. The column is titled "The Sun". At the top is an image of some stars against the dark background of space, at the bottom is a slightly fuzzy illustration of a space probe against the background of stars. To the left is another large column of text titled "The Earth", at the bottom is a speech bubble coming from the girl mentioned earlier. In the background is a drawing of the Earth, completely frozen over and airless. The vague outline of landmasses is visible in the shapes of the ice.

A world where the Sun has stopped existing due to extraterrestrial intervention.
#art

Illustration depicting a scene in space. In the background is a planet with a moddled beige-brown texture. In the foreground is a very long and spindly spacecraft. The lighting is harsh, shadows blend in with the black background of space.

the interstellar vehicle Thousand Blossoming Flowers in high orbit around Proxima Centauri g, sometime around 2680

#art

Digital illustration. On the left is a person with fair skin, short blue hair, and silver/gold eyes. They are dressed in some fancy black, white, grey, and gold clothing. A complex halo of yellow circles and signs floats behind their head. In the top right, an illustration of the planet Mercury. A few city lights are visible on the night side, and some white dots representing space habitats are visible in the planet's vicinity. This illustration is captioned "Mercury, 2660". Below this is a graphic depicting a map of the solar system with various yellow lines spreading across it like a web. This illustration is captioned "Beamed power network". Below this is an illustration depicting some kind of worn-down spherical building on the surface of Mercury, with harsh shadows and some yellow symbols scribbled onto its side. Text around the bottom middle reads out: "Two vast and trunkless legs of stone stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand, half sunk, a shattered visage lies - whose frown, and wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command tell that its sculptor well those passions read which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things. The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed: And on the pedestal these words appear: COUNCIL FOR MANAGEMENT OF THE PISCES-3 BEAM HIGHWAY. During the epoch of Stagnation vast mining infrastructure was constructed in various locales across the surface of Mercury. The Stagnation came to an end before these mining machines could get to work tearing the planet apart to feed the insatiable appetite of their operators, today many of the old buildings and underground tunnels serve as residences for the various bureaucratic activities carried out on Mercury. The planet is considered the hub for ~85% of the solar system's beamed power networks, which form the backbone of the majority of interplanetary transport and energy distribution. If the beamed power network is the solar system's capillaries, then Mercury is the heart."

Mercury, planet of bureaucracy

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Digital illustration depicting a girl with red hair and yellow eyes dressed in an orange winter coat and black gloves. She's wearing a transparent mask hooked up to an oxygen supply on her back. The scenery depicts a bleak snowy landscape, dotted with orange rocks and a few signs of footprints. In the background a snowy hill can be seen, and a large rocky cliff. The very top of the cliff is a stark orange as it barely catches the last light from the setting sun. Some distant lights resting against the cliffside can be spotted. The sky is a mix of oranges, yellows, and blues while a few faint clouds reflect the orange sunlight.

Evening on a snowy unsuccessfully terraformed Mars

uses my metric engineering contraption to cut out and transplant the spacetime containing you to a causally disconnected micro-universe only 15 meters across

Digital painting of a landscape with a large airship burning a forest in the distance. Two people plant trees in the foreground.

Replanting

quick midday check in

Red Bull has confirmed Christian Horner has been released from his role as team principal and CEO.

He will be replaced by Laurent Mekies. #F1

I've seen folks talk about how "in four years" they'll be able to get back to their planned projects and I really don't think that's going to work out. People & projects losing funding now will not be able to hit pause and come back once funding is restored. Hard-won progress & capacity will be lost

You still don't understand what you're dealing with, do you? The perfect organism. Its structural perfection is matched only by its hostility.

I really don’t understand how anyone who considers themself a good person can stomach working there at this point. I can’t even say this is a new low because it’s such a cesspit of bigotry over there that this probably won’t even be the worst thing they publish this week.

Handing over academic institutional leadership to a roving class of elite administrators, none remaining in place long, just climbing ladders and cashing checks … was a mistake,

half of a lemon held aloft by grill tongs against a blurred background of my backyard on a sunny day. the lemon has been charred and caramelized on the grill

ceej once again implores you to grill your lemons