#creativity exploitation

[zomb13s]

I’m getting abused

This academic paper will explore the socio-economic impact and the loss of freedoms resulting from systemic exploitation and subjugation following the solicitation for the Vice President of the Council of State in the Netherlands. The paper will critically analyze how those in power, benefiting from the status quo, manipulate societal dynamics to maintain their authority, while others striving…

[stil-lindigo]

the fox god.

a comic about a trickster.

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[nondelphic]

me: my protagonist is so cool. also me: okay but what if i gave them so much trauma they can’t function as a normal human being. like just really ruin their life for no reason.

[pharawee]

Yoon Phusanu my beloved never disappoints and has indeed hired a gaggle of lawyers to go up against Y.Entertainment.

You can watch his whole press conference (with English subs) here.

It includes highlights such as:

Yoon would like to be fairly compensated because he has to provide for his family. His family are seven cats. He's brought pictures.

He's now officially gone freelance and Y.Ent are no longer allowed to use his name.

Yoon hasn't been paid in a very long time, even though he's tried to negotiate and reach an agreement. He's tired of having to run after his money.

He's "only" owed about 100.000 baht (~2.555€ / 2772$ / £2,192) but Yoon's lawyer states that this is a systematic problem and lots of actors in Series Y (Thai BL) aren't fairly compensated. Several actors have reached out to him personally. He also says that he doesn't put blame on the companies because Series Y is a very competitive field. Still, young actors should be careful about who they work with and stand up for themselves if they aren't treated fairly.

They're showing pictures of Yoon's cats again. Yoon has to provide for them, after all:

Yoon doesn't have acting work lined up right now but he's actively looking for new projects and is in talks to join a new agency.

I'm not sure if this only affects Yoon or the other actors who are owed money by Y.Ent as well but apparently the cut-off date for payment was 11 March. He was offered money after that date but didn't take it because he already knew that he wanted to terminate the contract. Apparently, he had been with Y.Ent for over 4 years and the contract was supposed to be a six year contract (I'm not too sure about this one since the subs are terrible and so is my Thai lmao). Because he's been with them for so long, the whole thing pretty much blindsided him.

Yoon's mother is supportive of him acting in Y Series.

Many other Thai BL actors have talked to Yoon about being treated unfairly and he wants to spread awareness about that.

Apparently, Y.Ent never stated a reason for not paying him. They only told him that he'd be paid at a later date.

Yoon's lawyer says that he has every right to sue but for now he only wants to negotiate. He again urges young actors to thoroughly check who they're working with.

Yoon is asked if this disagreement will cause him problems with other companies down the line but he says that he doesn't believe it will negatively affect him as he's trying to solve the issue peacefully.

Yoon's lawyer again says that actors should read their contracts very carefully. Some contracts don't give the actors any rights but only duties. They might then have to hire a laywer to be able to break contract.

Yoon then says that sometimes he wasn't sent the script before filming and when arrived on set all he'd be given was an old brief that he'd already read. He was then asked (by other crew etc) if he'd practiced his lines which of course he couldn't. This embarrassed him.

The lawyer also adds that there is often a discrepancy between the number of episodes in a series and queues for a shoot. I'm guessing that he means that the actors won't realise that they actually have to work more hours for less money (since compensation seems to be based on episodes rather than hours worked?). This is very difficult to renegotiate and almost no actor in their 20s can afford to settle this in court.

This isn't the first time Yoon has spoken up against the mistreatment of himself and other Thai BL actors in the industry and I'm so glad he has the means to stand up for himself when so many other actors obviously can't.

Fans are so quick to blame bad shows and weird behind-the-scenes stuff on the actors themselves when in reality it's so often due to mismanagement and mistreatment. Imagine not even having a script on shooting day (yes, I'm aware this is common practice in soap entertainment but these are rookie actors without the experience and support that seasoned soap actors have - also in this case it seems to have surprised even the crew on set). No wonder things were awkward in Unforgotten Night. Do you really think actors who don't have a script get to practice and negotiate their intimate scenes together?

And judging by what Tor Atagorn has spoken up about recently (and many other actors have alluded to in the past) this is only the very tip of the iceberg, with young and inexperienced actors deliberately trapped in contracts that they have no way of getting out of on their own.

Yoon's lawyer urged young actors to be more aware of who they're working for in order to better protect themselves. In a similar vein, BL watchers should ideally be more aware of whose shows they're watching and what companies have a shady track record.

If nothing else, do it for the cats! These actors have children they need to provide for, after all!

[moonlit-tulip]

Purpose and Technique

There are two distinct things which are both often referred to as 'style', in creative contexts like writing / art / music-composition / etc.

The first—let's call it style-of-purpose—is style in the sense of patterns in one's choices of creative objectives. What sorts of concepts or themes or emotions or aesthetics or suchlike one is looking to convey to one's audience.

The second—let's call it style-of-technique—is style in the sense of patterns in one's choices of techniques to use in pursuit of those objectives. How one fills in all the implementation-details which, while necessary to fill in to fulfill one's objectives, aren't objectives on any deeper level than that. Prose-style, in a story being told for the sake of conveying a certain plot; character-design, in an art-piece being created for the sake of conveying a certain sort of brushwork; described events, in a set of song-lyrics written for the sake of conveying a a certain sort of feeling; et cetera.

Style-of-purpose is pretty much inevitable for anyone engaging in deliberate production or presentation of creative work for an audience. There's no practical way to avoid it, and not much reason to want to. Style-of-purpose is a habit, but not a constraint: it doesn't prevent you from doing what you want to do, but rather emerges naturally from doing what you want to do.

Style-of-technique, on the other hand, can very easily turn into a constraint. A technique effective in pursuit of one work's objectives can easily be counterproductive in another work. Someone who leans heavily on Hardboiled Detective Narration might have some trouble conveying their desired tone when trying to write a (prototypical, non-subversive) cute-girls-doing-cute-things story about water-skiing, for example.

As such, it's important, when doing creative work in any field where one intends to create new material, as opposed to just variations on the same themes over and over again, to have range. To practice a varied and ideally ever-growing array of different techniques one can use in any given part of one's work, so that no matter what one's creative objectives are one can pursue them effectively. Developing a strong distinctive style-of-technique across one's works, then, is a trap: an artist with that sort of style is one who isn't getting enough practice doing anything else, and who accordingly will have trouble doing anything else when they want to.

It's very easy to fall into a feedback-loop of finding a single effective technique in a given domain—a method of narration one is good at, or of lineart-drawing, or suchlike—and then, since that's the technique with which one produces one's best work, to use it and neglect other techniques. The longer one does this for, the larger the gap in quality between one's output with that technique and others grows, and the more tempting it becomes to keep on using that technique more and others less. And thus the less able one becomes to create works up to one's quality standards with any other techniques, even when those other techniques would, if performed with the benefit of practice, lead to more effective realization of one's artistic aims.

People talk a lot about trying to find their styles, when doing creative work. This is fine, when it comes to style-of-purpose. But, for style-of-technique, I recommend against trying to develop it for oneself, and in fact recommend actively avoiding developing it; it's far too easy to become trapped in a niche narrower than one can comfortably fit in.

[mcytegg]

does anyone remember the time 4c said smt abt not just wanting to better the server, but how he wanted to better its people. or am i just saying words, making shit up, etc etc

[confused-wanderer]

Why does no one take advantage of the fact that the sides can literally dress one another? Gimme Remus and Roman arguing about something, Roman getting heated and swearing to chop off Remus’ limbs and keep them from regrowing when Remus suddenly smirks, and points behind them.

Roman just hears a “WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK” before he turns around and sees Virgil there, in a very.. revealing and jaw dropping outfit that makes his brain make dial up noises for the next ten minutes while Remus just laughs at him and Logan sighs in exasperation wondering if he should just make a bet with Patton to get them together at this point.

[oddthesungod]

fuckin…. im a bit grouchy today, but reading “omg someone who draws, draw this extremely complicated and time consuming idea I had for free teehee just throwing this idea out there” makes me want to chew concrete, this isnt cute, you arent coy. just the flippancy of it rubs me the wrong way, “teehee im not asking for artists to draw for me for free, im just throwing this idea out there teehee”

Drives me up the walls, you want your ideas drawn, animated, whatever? Fucking pay an artist

[annabelle--cane]

people are so weird about creative works being made for profit. "this is a cash grab" "this is fan service" damn you're telling me that a product was made because someone thought there was a potential market for it? you're saying that this soulless vampire of a creator thought "I could make something people will like and then earn money by selling it to them"? you have said nothing about the actual quality of the work or the conditions under which it was made. it sounds like you're trying to imply that this work was rushed into production and made in a way that exploited people, or that the quality is bad because it's trying to appeal to the lowest common denominator, but you haven't actually said either of those things. are either of those true or are you just mad because you have strange notions about creators owing you Pure Art and you've decided to redirect your rage at billionaires for hoarding wealth to random moderately successful artists.

[bitchesgetriches]

Bob Iger Would NEVER Bring a Water Dish for Skippy: The Classist Myth of Unskilled Labor

Unskilled work is a classist myth

Bob Iger makes pretty good money as Disney’s CEO. In 2021, he made $45.9 million dollars. That means he’s paid about $22,000 an hour.

According to Nicholson, the overwhelming majority of cast members who staffed the Star Wars hotel were interns. I don’t know exactly how much money they made—if you were a cast member, hit me up to anonymously spill these deets! But research tells me it’s not much more than minimum wage, which is $8.65 in Florida right now. Many must pay fees to stay in company housing and utilize company parking lots, which is pretty yikes. Even if they didn’t, this cast member would only have an annual salary of about $18,000.

That means Bob Iger makes more money in a single hour than his lowest-level employees make in an entire year. And this is true even though these “low skilled workers” have proven that their hard work requires incredible skill and drives the company’s legendary success even in lean times.

I cannot imagine the unfathomable arrogance of any leader thinking their efforts are equal to 2,500 of their employees.

Keep reading.

[queen-mabs-revenge]

communist generative ai boosters on this website truly like

[cassatine]

oh so we're cheering on disney sueing midjourney over copyright infringement now. because LLMs bad. not short-sighted at all.

[tiamat14]

Watching the documentary about win or lose, and it's pretty sad how a lot of people initially talk shit about the character design and animation. The animators really wanted to present something more unique with the characters and exploit the potential of animation and they make such a great work with it.

[thesilliestrovingalive]

Updated: May 5, 2025

Reworked Character #17: Invader King

POTENTIAL TRIGGER WARNING: Viewer discretion is advised due to references to death, genocide, abduction, and sexual exploitation.

Real name: Hyzalderoum

Aliases: God of the Heavenly Expanse and Conquest, Cocoon of Venus, and Itzamná

Occupation: King of Venus and leader of the Invaders

Special skills: Terraforming, species identification, and knowledge of celestial bodies, planetary systems, warfare, anatomy, and mechanics

Abilities: He shares the exact same abilities as the Invader King from Metal Slug 6, and also possesses additional new ones. He shares the same echolocation capabilities, hearing, smell, and taste as all Invaders. He possesses the same abilities as Morph Changers with the exceptions of their electroreceptive system and bio-electric interfacing. Notably, he can also regurgitate centipede-like orangish-white maggots, similar to those produced by winged Invader Drones and Heaven Globule heralds.

He’s telepathically linked to the Invaders and can engage in telepathic communication with non-Invader individuals who are within his line of sight. With a mere swipe of his hand and unwavering concentration, he can summon meteors and comets to unleash devastating strikes upon his enemies and their territories. By tapping into planetary cores and clenching his fists in the direction of his targets, he unleashes intense radiation to incinerate his enemies or conjure cleansing flames that purify individuals, burning away all resistance to his vision and rule. With his control over gravity, he can pin his enemies in place, unleashing a crushing force that shatters bones, collapses lungs, and pulverises vital organs. With a piercing glare, he can shatter his enemies' morale and will to resist, instilling dehumanising thoughts that leave them feeling insignificant and meaningless.

He possesses the ability to reshape planetary substrata and rocky surfaces into a semi-organic landscape that suit his vision and the needs of the Invaders. He can perceive distortions in spacetime, granting him precognitive awareness of celestial anomalies and enemy attacks. He’s able to manipulate day and night cycles, light, and darkness, and mentally influence changes in the weather. He's remarkably resilient to large-scale explosions and steep falls, but will sustain minor bodily damage that gradually regenerates through the production of a luminous white gel, which efficiently heals injuries. Despite his massive size, he’s able to leap an astonishing 200 ft (6096 cm) into the air. Upon landing, he can generate an earth-shaking impact, creating a massive crater that rivals the monumental size of the Whitecourt crater.

According to him, he once had full reign over the heavens, celestial bodies, the weather, and the spiritual, physical, mental, and emotional forces that influence conquest. He has also boldly proclaimed that his strength surpasses that of the Super Devil, allowing him to destroy four larger planets at once and reduce them to nothing but space dust. He could even devour stars to gain world-changing revelations and create rifts in the space-time continuum to travel to other universes. However, the Avatar of Evil stripped him of those abilities once he crossed over to the current universe he resides in, significantly weakening him to the point where he's now considered a mockery among the deities. It's unknown whether he had any other deific abilities before he was stripped of them.

Hobbies: Spawning Invaders, counting how many stars and clouds he can see, and collecting the heads, bones, and internal organs of leaders from conquered planets

Likes: The comfort of his royal chamber in the Rlyathok, abducting females for reproductive purposes, and feeding frenzies

Dislikes: Rootmars and her people, the emotions and resiliency of humanity, and losing the shell around his face

Gender: Non-binary with he/him preferences

Design: He resembles the Invader King from Metal Slug 6, but with a few notable differences. He stands at 42 ft (1280.16 cm) and his glowing eyes change colours to reflect his current emotional state: purple (neutral/mixed emotions), crimson (fury/excitement), carrot orange (confidence/social), dandelion yellow (happiness/cheerfulness), sky blue (melancholy/calm), and lime green (disgust). His eyes are only black when he's sleeping or deceased. Similar to male Morph Changers, he has a bronze-speckled, sapphire-hued proboscis, adorned with microscopic spikes and resembling a tongue. This unique feature is primarily used to woo females by releasing sweet-smelling pheromones that trigger arousal.

Additionally, he has a segmented tail that is twice his size, resembling a human spinal cord. The tail is glossy black with a blue and purple metallic sheen, and is tipped with a silver-white arrowhead-shaped blade. He has peridot-hued bones coated in a protective layer of red-violet slime. Additionally, he’s a hermaphroditic being, possessing both male and female reproductive organs, similar to those found in Invader Drones. Unlike female Invader Drones, he produces oblong, fleshy eggs that quickly hatch after fertilisation, and the offspring rapidly mature into adults.

When he's in his true form, he's a 64 ft (1950.72 cm) hermaphroditic entity with a similar build to his disguised form, a gnarly, rippling musculature, and a slightly emaciated appearance. His physique is accentuated by a pronounced spine and ribcage, along with a sharp, angular collarbone. His pearlescent white skin glows luminously, adorned with gilded warts. His face, a window of the countless galaxies he has conquered, features lavender-rimmed black eyes that close sideways, like horizontal shutters, flashing with fiery lightning. His visage is partially obscured by writhing, spasming tendrils that extend to his partially rounded midsection. These tendrils shimmer with a kaleidoscope of colours reminiscent of space itself: galactic greens, blues, purples, pinks, cyans, reds, yellows, and oranges, all speckled with tiny black stars.

A large, inverted conical cavity envelops the base of his neck, extending up to just above his diaphragm. The interior of this unusual opening is eerily lined with a row of yellow-stained canine teeth. His neck is made up of his cervical spine, and the large opening reveals a crowd of metallic red arrows and emaciated, pallid heads with stitched eyes and mouths. His abdomen is ripped open, revealing a gaping cavity containing a large, saliva-covered aquamarine orb. Veined with delicate threads of peridot, the orb pulsates with purple Invader blood, eerily resembling a bloodshot eye. A tangled sapphire-hued mass of vine-like intestinal tentacles, adorned with gilded spikes, spills out from his abdominal cavity, obscuring his groin and cascading down to his knees.

He retains the same tail and digit count, and his arms, legs, and back are still encased in a rock-hard exoskeleton. However, in this form, the exoskeleton is solid, devoid of holes that expose his skin. It boasts a rich, burnished bronze sheen, and the joints are reinforced with a thick layer of gleaming flaxen horsehair. From the centre of his upper back, four slits in the exoskeleton plates give way to four iridescent dragonfly wings. These wings feature silver-white ribbing and sapphire-rimmed red-violet eyespots, each centred with a gold dot.

Character summary: He's a responsible, secretive, and intuitive king who prioritises the interests of Venus and his own species, while showing disregard and hostility towards other species. As a leader, his decision-making is guided solely by logic and strategy, prioritising the Invaders' survival and expansion above all else. He exercises totalitarian control, ruling with an iron fist and demanding unwavering loyalty and absolute obedience from his subjects. He’s a Machiavellian megalomaniac consumed by hubris, believing himself to be the pinnacle of existence and the rightful supreme ruler of the current universe he resides in. Despite possessing godly powers, he often restrains himself, indulging in a twisted sense of sportsmanship that allows others to challenge him. However, when provoked by fury or faced with the collapse of his meticulously crafted plans, he unleashes his full, devastating potential.

Despite being extremely self-centred and greedy, he's surprisingly open to forming alliances and friendships with other conquerors or individuals who share his ambitious drive. Moreover, he knows when to retreat from a fight, particularly when faced with situations that prevent him from utilising his abilities to their fullest potential. He has zero tolerance for disobedience and ineptitude among his own kind, dealing with such instances through severe punishment or, after careful consideration, reassigning them to a new purpose. Furthermore, he's utterly disgusted by those who slaughter Invaders and make his conquest of celestial bodies an unnecessarily arduous task.

His vision for the New World involves assimilating all life forms into the Invader race and exploiting the resources of each conquered planet to fuel his military expansion and technological advancements. He intends to ultimately establish totalitarian, monarchical rule over the entire universe to ensure the survival and dominance of his species. He aligns with the Invaders' ideology in every aspect, except for two crucial points: their reverence for him as the ultimate source of life and belief in a cosmic network where divine forces influence their fates and destinies. He displays a callous disregard for life, viewing species beyond the Invaders and those who oppose him as inherently inferior and expendable. His adherence to this ideology leads to emotional numbness towards the well-being of others and a ruthless demeanour when engaging with or confronting non-Invaders.

He enslaves a select few young females from other races, coercing them into reproductive servitude to further the Invader species, while also satisfying his depraved desires through appalling acts of sexual violence. He derives a twisted, carnal gratification from the chaos of feeding frenzies, particularly when targeting female victims. He takes sadistic pleasure in assimilating life forms into the Invader race and conquering planets, dwarf planets, and moons. He adheres to a strict conquest policy, refraining from dominating any planet, dwarf planet, or moon that hasn't reached its full evolutionary potential or possesses life forms with superior technology and military strength. Additionally, he shows little interest in claiming lifeless celestial bodies lacking advanced technology.

He finds it peculiar how humans worship him, particularly the South Pacific P’isqu Runakuna, given his profound disdain for humanity. Despite his contempt, he doesn't bother to intervene, instead basking in the recognition and the relatively positive image it projects. However, he's embarrassed to admit that he's seen by the South Pacific P’isqu Runakuna as their revered deity, Itzamná, and that he has played a role in shaping their culture. To him, humanity's emotions and resilience represent a dual problem to his ambitions. Their emotional nature signifies weakness, while their capacity for resilience poses an obstacle to his plans for subjugating Earth.

He serves as the arch-nemesis of Rootmars, driven by an unwavering commitment to eradicate her and the Martians, whom he perceives as the ultimate obstacle to his quest for universal domination. This vendetta stems from a deep-seated betrayal because he once mentored Rootmars to become a formidable alien ruler, intending for her to join his ranks. He saw her expertise in necromancy, bioengineering, and advanced technology, combined with the Pipovulaj, as invaluable assets that would significantly bolster the Invaders' power. Although his disdain and anger towards Rootmars prevail, a begrudging respect for her protective instincts and leadership abilities lingers. Beneath the surface, he harbours faint romantic feelings for Rootmars, drawn to her intellectual brilliance, yet acknowledges the impossibility of reconciling their irreparably strained relationship.

Backstory: Shrouded in mystery, the origins of Hyzalderoum remain obscure, blurring the lines between fact and fiction. He didn't originate from the universe where he is now, but rather from a completely different one, confirming the existence of multiple universes. Originally, he lived in a smaller universe devoid of humanity, instead populated by bizarre wildlife and various extraterrestrial species. Born from the primordial union of the life-giving mist, the dark waters of the abyss, and the heated core of his birth planet, he had known only two things for certain: his own name, and the secrets of the heavens. Yet, from the very beginning, an insatiable hunger for power burned within him, fueling visions of grand conquests and an unyielding desire to build an empire that would last eternity.

To satiate his conquest-driven ambitions, he forged his own empire, founded on the pillars of terraforming and intergalactic domination. Within the confines of his royal chamber, he birthed a new, superior alien species, dubbed the Hyzuldians—a nod to his own birth name. However, the universe would come to know them by a different title: the Invaders, a moniker that he personally detested. Yet, he would eventually become synonymous with the alias Invader King, a label he initially despised but ultimately came to wear with pride.

The Invaders achieved monumental success, swiftly conquering the entire universe through assimilation of diverse life forms and technologies, exploitation of planetary resources, and terraforming celestial bodies to ensure their eternal dominance. Their vast empire flourished on a planet similar to Venus, which he dubbed Hyzuldi, a world with an eerily organic landscape that was home to numerous thriving Invader colonies. However, this era of peace was short-lived. The Avatar of Evil, driven by boredom and disdain for the homogenised universe, brought destruction upon the cosmos. Their wrath was fueled by Hyzalderoum's selfish conquests, which had eradicated diversity and freedom. Forced to flee, he escaped with the remnants of his technology and species, seeking refuge in a neighbouring universe.

From the confines of the Rlyathok, he spent years scouring the cosmos for new territories to conquer and rebuild his empire. He and the Invaders were on the hunt for a multiplanetary system teeming with life and a planet that resembled Hyzuldi or had similar characteristics, one that they could call home. As he explored, he began to notice a pattern: this universe seemed vast and largely barren, and most celestial bodies were either devoid of life or bearing the scars of long-lost civilizations.

With no other option, Hyzalderoum initiated a campaign to claim lifeless planets, dwarf planets, and moons, terraforming them to accommodate his own needs and the demands of the Invaders. During this campaign, he encountered a few planets, dwarf planets, and moons teeming with life. However, these worlds were home to either pristine wilderness or struggling extraterrestrial civilizations fighting for survival. He expanded his empire across numerous multiplanetary systems within the constellations of Cygnus, Hydrus, Lyra, and Ursa Major.

In the constellation of Lyra, the Invaders were terraforming Kepler-62f when a strange aircraft appeared in orbit around the planet, ultimately landing at a distant site. Viewing this as a potential threat, his subjects swiftly launched a pursuit to track down the intruders. Meanwhile, Hyzalderoum dispatched a lone female Morph Changer to investigate the UFO, assess the situation, and report back. The Morph Changer infiltrated the large UFO, known as the Rugname, and conducted a stealthy reconnaissance. Her findings revealed the Pipomarzu's lack of military strength, limited alien technology, and small population. Additionally, she discovered a project of uncertain purpose, potentially a weapon, being developed by the Pipomarzu. With this intelligence gathered, the Morph Changer withdrew and returned to the underground nest on Kepler-62f to report her findings to Hyzalderoum.

Upon receiving the news, he approached the Rugname and halted his army's planned attack. It was on this day that he met Pepozrumisha and the Pipomarzu, and he assumed the role of her mentor, leveraging her expertise and potential to further his conquest ambitions. With her assistance, he conquered Eridanus, Vulpecula, and Monoceros, terraforming each planet and moon into organic husks for the Invaders to colonise and inhabit. However, their alliance was short-lived because Pepozrumisha soon discovered his manipulation and the Invaders' horrific practice of using Pipomarzu infants as sustenance. Enraged by her defiance, he vowed vengeance and declared the Pipomarzu as the natural prey and sworn enemies of the Invaders.

After years of relentless conquests, the Invaders finally stumbled upon the Solar System, following their triumphant domination of Centaurus. Recognizing its striking similarity to the multiplanetary system of his birth, Hyzalderoum swiftly dispatched his subjects to conduct thorough investigations and report their findings back to him. He soon discovered a planet eerily similar to Hyzuldi, and without hesitation, made it the Invaders' new home. The familiar landscape brought him solace, reminiscent of his birth planet. Ironically, this new haven was none other than Venus. He set about terraforming the planet, transforming its hostile environment by removing the dense, toxic atmosphere, cooling its scorching temperatures, introducing water, and cultivating an organic ecosystem tailored to the Invaders' needs.

During his reign in the Solar System, he conquered Mercury, uncovering remnants of an underground-dwelling extraterrestrial civilization that possessed advanced technology for construction, medical, and military applications. The Invaders expanded their dominion by conquering Ceres, Haumea, Pluto and its natural satellites, and the moons of Jupiter and Saturn. In the process, they seized advanced alien technology and forcibly assimilated diverse, unknown extraterrestrial life forms into their army. They also successfully terraformed Neptune, assimilating its enigmatic, Gymnosomata-like species and their technology.

The Invaders' attempt to terraform Jupiter was thwarted by fierce resistance from the Monoeyes and Martians. This confrontation escalated into another war with the Martians, during which the Invaders managed to seize Peparhuvi. Ultimately, they lost the war due to the crucial support provided by the Monoeyes to the Pipovulaj.

Hyzalderoum had initially planned to conquer Earth sooner, drawn by its vibrant life compared to the barrenness of other planets, dwarf planets, and moons. However, he hesitated, recognizing that the Tuatha Dé Danann possessed superior technology and military might. Earth, still in its formative stages, had yet to reach its full potential, and humanity was only beginning its evolutionary journey. With nothing better to pursue, and having discovered that the other celestial bodies in the Solar System lacked life and valuable technology, Hyzalderoum decided to keep Earth under close surveillance, biding his time until the perfect moment to strike. During his observation, he witnessed phenomena similar to those seen by Pepozrumisha and the Martians, but he remained tight-lipped about these discoveries.

Later in Earth's history, the Invaders discreetly conducted investigations in uncolonised regions, simultaneously carrying out minor terraforming experiments. However, they carefully reversed these modifications to avoid arousing suspicion from the Martians, who they knew were monitoring Earth's development and how humanity treated their home planet closely. Intrigued by Earth's progress, Hyzalderoum decided to pay the planet a personal visit. He set down on an undiscovered South Pacific archipelago in his mothership, the Rlyathok. Accompanied by a select group of subjects, he emerged onto the islands, where they encountered the South Pacific P’isqu Runakuna ("bird people" in Quechua). The sudden arrival of these otherworldly beings left the indigenous people of this island awestruck and paralysed with fear.

The origins of the P’isqu Runakuna worship of Hyzalderoum as Itzamná remain unclear, but their connection to a Rosetta Stone depicting him in his true form sparked this association. This discovery led them to recognize Hyzalderoum as Itzamná, the celestial sovereign who ruled over heaven, day, and night, and to regard the Invaders as his divine messengers and guardians. he was astonished to discover that the Tuatha Dé Danann had secretly revered him, and that a Rosetta Stone depicting himself had somehow found its way into the hands of the P’isqu Runakuna. He suspected the Avatar of Evil might have orchestrated his introduction to the ancient civilization. Initially hesitant to embrace the role, he eventually accepted his newfound identity as Itzamná to these people. As their revered deity, he shared valuable knowledge, teaching agriculture, inventing writing and bookcraft, and imparting ancient wisdom and celestial insights.

[delhi-transport-corporation]

Finally went out and got some pictures! that was really fun, though I went full shutter bug, and now I have too many pictures to process :( hey maybe I'll use it as an excuse to try out dark table!

[sharada-n]

Not the @whumptober mods actually deleting replies speaking out against AI and how using AI that scraps (fan)art without consent is bad like, that's a REAL good look on top of the throwing disabled people under the bus because "scrapping AI is definitely the same as accessibility features" and "we don't care if people use exploitative tools, because we want them to have fun".