A Question For The Dead: What Was The Point?

a question for the dead: what was the point?

Tango: You’re going to have to be more specific, my friend. Of my life? Of my death? Of the game? Of Team BEST? Lotta things you could be asking about, my friend.

[unintelligible]

Tango: Fine, then. It was all pretty stupid, wasn’t it? …don’t ask me which one I’m answering. Don’t ask that.

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“Well, there’s good news and bad news.”

“I think I could use some good news at this point.”

“The test results came back, and you’re not cursed.”

“… could have fooled me.”

”It turns out that the entire complex is flooded with some sort of exotic high-energy particle that doesn’t show up on our regular scans. Now that we know what we’re looking at, we’re confident we can find a treatment.”

“So the whole place is radioactive?“

“That’s the size of it, yes.”

“Why? Is it some sort of defence mechanism?”

“As near as we can figure, this isn’t a repository for proscribed religious artifacts as we originally thought. It’s actually a dumping facility for hazardous materials.”

“And not a word of this in any of the literally thousands of inscriptions you’ve analysed.“

“Well, see, that’s the funny part. It turns out that Third Dynasty script does have a rune for ‘radiation”, but all this time we’ve been translating it as ‘dishonour’.”

seeing the photos from Webb up against photos from Hubble just makes me… I don’t even know like, wow! Look at that!

Who makes the porn bots. Where do they come from. What do they hope to achieve.

there is. so much to unpack here