#technober

[enchantedwolfoon]

Technober stuff from last year

prompt list by @/casey02kelly on twitter, the prompts were as follows: Hallo, Flight, Scar, Pets, Garden, Crystals, Book, Autumn, Starlight (Starfall)

[karparik]

Last year I drew a Technoblade pony. Still loving this cute big guy ^0^

[doc-notarealone-salas]

Tuvok and Seven conversations are hilarious because they always treat each other as:

[stvoy-kazon-stan]

Doing Star Trek Timelines again and for once they had new Kazon stuff Michael Jones who was easy enough a regular reward but they also released a legendary Seska and Culluh which was a higher legacy then Culluh or Seska individually and I thought I'd have to wait for crew retrieval to get them I have a few Kazon traits saved after all but I was luckily enough to get them in the time portal and their new faces look great but

(Imagine from Kellyplanet)

What pants and shoes are Culluh wearing because the other art has the boots lol which I think Is humorous but I'd appreciate any new Kazon added to be like Razik, Karden or like Teirna but I'd absolutely love for the Kazon Raider or Kazon Predator ships to be added especially after some of the more surprising ships added but I'm overall happy that more Kazon things were added

[thenotoriousscuttlecliff]

RTD said in the episode commentary for The Giggle that Fifteen's TARDIS is the original TARDIS, it isn't a duplicate, and they are going to make that very clear next season.

I saw some people were complaining about Fifteen getting the Duplicate Tardis instead of the original but like. This is supposed to be a fresh start. Fresh Doctor, fresh Tardis.

After everything, I don't think the original Tardis would leave Fourteen behind. She's as incapable of letting go of him as he is of letting go of her. It makes sense that the original would want to stay with her Doctor.

Also given that the Duplicate already added a jukebox, I think it's safe to say that the Duplicate Tardis is made for Fifteen in the same way that he's made for that Tardis. They're both brand new and ready to begin their own adventure without the weight of their pasts.

I don't think that undermines Fifteen in any way. He's still the Doctor. He's just starting fresh. To me, it makes sense that his Tardis would have a fresh start too.

[twocubes]

when i was younger i had this attitude about sci-fi which was like "if you're not going to engage with the science, what is the point of it being science fiction"

like

if you set something in space because space is cool but then everything works like you're on boats and you don't think about what it would mean to be in space, do you actually think space is cool?

if you like dinosaurs but then talk about the betrayal of finding out they have feathers, do you really like dinosaurs?

if you have a bunch of aliens but then those aliens look and work exactly like slightly unusual humans, are you actually interested in aliens at all?

if you're going to write [technobable] in your script and hand it off to someone like you don't care what it says, why should I?

because I'm here because i think space is cool, because i like dinosaurs, because i enjoy thinking about aliens, but you don't, you care about some other shit, and who could possibly care about the stuff i care about when compared to like, a love triangle, or a character having a flaw that they have to learn to grow past, or the importance of family, or how much you hate your dad, or whatever

over the years i've learned to tune out your contempt, and focus on the thing you actually want to talk about. and it's been fine.

but i've never been completely convinced that i was entirely wrong, all those years ago.

[blueinkphantom]

Spirit of a Sword

In an AU where objects can have spirits, Technoblade is the spirit of the sword called Orphan Obliterator unbeknownst to most. Following the execution, Dream runs away with Techno recharging in the sword.

Story for Day 10 (Injured, "I've got you.") of the Christmas Dreamnoblade Event by @alterdnbweek

Also on Archive of our Own. This AU is basically a remix of an old AU i had which i got new fire for after seeing rainystressed's dpurbyfiarsl AU, plus some additional inspiration by one of my favourite Zelda companions Fi.

Commotion came from the area of the stage. It was rather easy to pick out Techno's voice among the others even with Dream and Punz's hiding spot. They had him. They would lock him on display as the anvil fell.

Dream hoped the piglin found a totem of undying with the map he gave, especially considering both their skills with maps. It wouldn't prevent him from dying, but it would prevent it from being permanent and Dream having to use an item, he'd rather keep hidden from all except for Punz for a bit longer.

They both kept watch as things progressed. Until Dream gave the signal and Punz pearled in. The surprise was working, all of them were caught off guard. Dream headed down towards Carl and guided them both to a place near the van where Techno had to spot them and would hopefully then come to him.

But instead of the green flash of life magic or the white flash from visiting death, there was a pink one. Quick and left behind a similarly coloured mist that moved through the cage and past him towards the hole where Dream had planned to lead Techno to. Where his items were.

Dream followed it closely with the horse, blocking off the entry after and ignoring the yells behind him. The mist didn't stop, heading further down to where he had placed the iron armour and other items that Techno could have used, as well as the few items that Dream had already managed to steal back from the butcher army.

The chest with Techno's name on it glowed faintly from inside before dimming.

When he opened it, the sword, Orphan Oblitorator was still faintly glowing before the glow became a shimmer similar to that of an enchantment except for the colour difference. Instead of the purple, it was the same pink as the times before. He chuckled. So undeniably Techno. He couldn't imagine anyone else with that shade.

His suspicions that formed with the mist were confirmed and he didn't know how to feel about it. Maybe relief that he's not the only one. Maybe curiosity. It didn't matter.

What mattered was getting Techno out. Especially now that the piglin couldn't really do it himself unless the sword suddenly grew two legs or wings.

Considering the height the anvil fell from, he estimated it would take more than a day for Tech to reform. A time he would need to either ensure was spent away from enemies' hands himself or have someone he could trust do it.

Phil would be a good option. A long-time and trusted friend of Technos. If only he wasn't under house arrest and it wouldn't be too risky to try breaking him out now. He'd have to wait. Punz and Sam would be other good options. Both trustworthy and dedicated. But both were busy.

He'd probably prefer to do it himself anyway.

The items left for Techno got put back into his inventory before he gently lifted the sword and put it into the sheath around his belt. It shouldn't prevent him from coming back like putting him in his inventory would. And besides, an inventory slot doesn't fit Technoblade. The sheath doesn't really either but it's at least a bit better.

"I've got you," he whispered.

Dream was about to head further down when he spotted Quackity behind him, expression first surprised then souring into anger. "What the- Dream? What the fuck. Of course. Of course, you are here. Where is Technoblade? Did you help him escape? How did- How did you do it?"

The words "I wish" were on his tongue. If he actually had managed to help him escape, if he had any plan for that, Technoblade wouldn't be recharging inside the sword right now.

Subtly he tried to remove the sword from Quackity's eyesight while starting to gesture with his hands. "You really think Techno would need my help to escape? I mean I'm flattered, y'know? But he didn't need me."

"Sure. Sure. So you have Carl just for fun. Wanted another horse whose leather can be swung in front of your face." Dream's grip on the orphan obliterator tightened, still, he refrained from swinging any weapons, least of all swinging that sword. "Where is Techno, Dream? I saw Punz. You told him to disrupt the execution, didn't you?"

"To be fair, Techno has enough to buy Punz himself. He wouldn't need me for that."

"Everyone knows how you two are working together." They know, for now, Dream thought. "So tell me where Techno is and how you helped him escape or this will get ugly. I will even let you keep the horse if you spit it out."

"Hmm. I mean this would be a lot more threatening if it wasn't coming from you." Quackity for all his skill in getting people to join his cause, wasn't a fighter. "So listen. I'm gonna go with Carl and you go back to your country. Got that?"

"I won't let you leave, Dream. Tell me where he is." Quackity demanded as he held the diamond axe pointed to him.

"No. I won't just tell you where he is even if i knew."

"Okay, that's it." Quackity ran straight at him which nearly made Dream want to chuckle. He didn't pay attention to the words exchanged after the first hit. The fight - which could barely even be called that - was over quickly. A few hits with Nightmare and the duck hybrid crumbled to the floor. Breath wheezing from how it tried to still get in air despite the slit throat.

Dream kneeled down, looking Quackity in the eyes. "Don't waste your breath."

Seconds later, the body dissolved. Slowly fading to signify the first life lost and the other two remaining. With flint and steel, he burned the scattered items, only taking those that seemed useful. Tactics from back when he was hunted more widely still were useful.

After a quick check on his surroundings to ensure no more surprise attackers, he started leading Carl again, hoping the faint whispers of "Blood for the Blood God" he could hear were just his imagination. Maybe Technoblade's influence.

At some point, the path opened up more which also meant Dream could go onto the horse again, which he did after holding out a golden apple to it. It inspected the food with a few sniffs before deeming it safe and biting into it while Dream petted it. A beautiful and strong horse. He could see why Technoblade liked it.

He settled on its back and quickly ordered it forward. The rest of the way went by in a breeze despite sticking to the Overworld. Nether travel seemed risky with how they might predict it.

The cabin was soon in view. The moon is by now high up and reflecting the sun's light down onto the world.

He stepped down and fed another golden apple to it. Ignoring background whispers of him spoiling the horse and being soft. Softwastaken. Dreamwassoft. Not the strangest of thoughts his mind summoned. Though they were annoying nonetheless.

There was no one in the cabin except for the animals and enderman Techno was housing. It felt empty without the piglin’s big figure and warm voice. He should be back soon.

But for now, he racked his brain for whatever Punz usually does if he is like this. Keep out of inventory. Keep close or hidden. Repair of broken. Wait.

Techno was still out of his inventory and in his sheat. His plan for now was to stick around till either Techno came out again or Phil escaped which he should message Punz for. See if they can figure out a way. Later.

Dream remembers feeling his surroundings when he was like the piglin is now. He mulled over it a bit as he ventured upstairs and placed Techno on the bed. The blanket was left off of him. He didn't know how, when or where Techno would form, best to keep it uncovered.

Something Punz would sometimes do is fix him if he had any rips in his other form. But Techno's sword didn't seem in need of any repairs. The blade was as sharp as ever and beautifully smooth. The handle provided a good grip even if it was a bit large for Dream. It's design still left him in awe. It was a masterpiece just like its soul.

Which made him wonder how Techno had become like this. Was he born or rather made like this? Or was he cursed like Dream? Or maybe not a curse but a connection through many battles won and much blood spilt that led to his soul possessing the sword after his death?

But if he wasn't always like this when did it change? How long has he been the spirit of a sword? Did-

A squeak interrupted his mind. Something small, furry and white peaked out from the trapdoor before scrambling further up and along till it was on the bed. Dream was about to rush forward but stopped in his tracks when he saw the fox was just curling up on top of the sword.

It was just cuddling with its owner. Wait, does it know that’s Techno? Can animals sense object’s souls when they are in the object? He’s gonna need to test this once he can. Speaking of testing, he meant to text Punz.

You whisper to Punz: did you get away?

Punz whispers to you: yes. only a few minor cuts. how about you?

You whisper to Punz: same on my end

You whisper to Punz: is phil still under house arrest?

Punz whispers to you: yes. want me to get him out?

You whisper to Punz: yes

You whisper to Punz: Techno is like me

You whisper to Punz: currently recharging on his bed

You whisper to Punz: will wait till Phil gets here or he gets back

Punz whispers to you: alright

He looked back to the bed where the fox seemed asleep by now. On the nightstand, he spotted a few trinkets. A smaller bell, a lapis lazuli, a letter, a stone that looks familiar and a book. Curious he came closer till he could make out the title. “Love Across Dimensions”. It didn’t sound like something he could see Techno read. Even more curious now, he opened it to the first few pages and quickly got even more surprised or rather confused.

It turned out to be an encyclopedia on courting rituals in different species ranging from the common human to the rarest ender dragon hybrid. There was a loose page with different hybrid species written down including dragon, goat and avian.

Dream opened the list of contents again and flipped shortly to the piglin section. He got a few sentences in before another ping got him out.

Punz whispers to you: Btw, congrats on the kill

He messaged back a quick thanks and then put the book back where it was. With nothing else to do but wait, he shifted into a wolf to better blend in just in case anyone came in.

Settled beside the bed, he keeps his ears sharp, listening for any threat.

Nothing happens for hours until the wall gets drenched in a pink hue.

Dream glances up to the bed. The sword is glowing, the fox now moved further down the bed away from it. The pink mist from before exits the sword again and shapes into a familiar form.

Technoblade groans from where he reformed again and Dream forgets for a second which shape he took and lets out a yip, drawing Techno's attention.

“Huh? You’re not one of my dogs. How did you get in here?”

Deciding he’d rather not have Techno know he’s a wolf right now, he heads straight down and out, opening the door with little issue. He hears the piglin call out for him but ignores it. If Techno knew, the shifter wouldn't hear the end of it.

And later when they prepare for Doomsday and Techno mentions the wolf with a smirk towards Dream’s direction, he will deny any relation at all. Denial which Techno will not believe. 

[doctor-who-dvd]

what if we were both beautiful women 😳😳😳 in the tardis 🤪😍😘shouting technobable at each other 😳👉👈 and we kissed 😳😄🥰

[theredcuyo]

Maybe i just want to lie to myself but let me present you this (I'm curious of what Phil is gonna say, but for now, this)

If Lullah and Chayanne are the kids of death, maybe they've ascended and now, were expecting the lady of death waiting for them, or their papa, or who knows, except that it's none of them who awaits

It's a tall man, with long, pink, soft looking hair, a crown and a blood red cape, looking at them almost indifferent to their presence, though they can barely tell behind the half mask of a pig that covers his face

Chayanne is INMIDIATELY on the defensive side to protect his sister, more like a reflex than a conciously effort because weirdly enough, the presence feels familiar, almost nostalgic but he doesn't want to give in, that's until after a few seconds they hear the man chuckle "Really, old man?"

They share a confused, yet defensive look to each other "Bruh, i'd figure you told them how i look, but no, old man's memory even forgets that"

"Who are you?"Finally spits Lullah, and her brother can't tell wether she's scared or not. The pig guy shakes his head before kneeling just enough to be at their same height, they take a step back and he softeness his eyes. "I'm just someone who took on this kingdom, you know, after abolishing all goverment of man"

That... Sounds awfully familiar, an old story dad told them before to bed when they were younger, a person who they know even if they never met, Lullah speaks before her brother can think, her voice is little, insecure, afraid to be wrong. "Uncle ...Techno?"

He stares at them for a second, but his face doesn't give any signal of what for away. "I guess i'll take that, yes, i'm Technob-

And before he finishes, two little arms are trapping him thightly, the little boy who hadn't utter a word until then just had put together all the stories he so loved to be told, conquering over the world, destroying a country, farming more potatoes than people on earth, those stories about his dad's friend, someone everyone was afraid of but admired just as much, his older brother who he had never met, his hero.

"HUH?" It took Techno by surprise, and he had barely has time to react by the time another pair of arms were holding onto him for dear existence, this, this hadn't been what he expected, but it was a calculated risk, but he had thought Phil's kids to be more careful with strangers.

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Just a silly little idea, its bittersweet i think, i'm not that updated on Phil's lore, but i hope this makes sense

[cao-tick]

DAAAAAAAMNNNNN

If it's mutual my beloved then you are arson my beloved isn't that crazy? Also Twin my beloved which makes me feel like the other twin and IN THE NAPOLITANE TRIO AREN'T YOU TECHNO AND ME WILBUR AREN'T WE?

ANSWER ME, AREN'T WE?

YES WE'RE WILBUR AND TECHNO 💞💞💞 OF COURSE WE ARE

[omegas-reincarnation]

But what if magic has always been in the Doctor's universe. What if it's not that letting the pantheon into the universe with the salt line bought magic in, but that it made the Doctor finally see what has always been there?

What if preventing a far right politician from destroying the world with a web of string and flowers would have always worked? The Doctor has always said time energy isn't magic because he understands it, but it can power a time machine, regenerate a dying person, instantly transport a weeping angel victim into their own past, return a slitheen to her egg, make Jack Harkness immortal, give Rose the power to blow up a dalek fleet, let the Doctor say goodbye to her from another universe, create Ten's clone and Metacrisis Donna (and Metacrisis Rose Noble), trap the entire planet of Galifrey in it's own dimension, place a homing beacon signal in the Master's consciousness, transfer Omega and Morbius and the Master's souls from one body to the next, devour Rory Williams' entitre existence, reincarnate Clara hundreds of times along the Doctor's timeline, keep her suspended between one heartbeat and the next, and make the Doctor live the same three days for seven billion years.

There is lots of technobable "reverse the polarity of the neutron flow" 'we promise this IS science, in this universe' stuff in doctor who but the time energy stuff doesn't feel quite like that. It's less explained, more accepted as an inherent part of the way the world works.

Kind of like magic.

[enchantedwolfoon]

🌻

you lot seemed to really like my old Technober pieces so here is something from this year July, the title of this piece is “I miss him, a lot.” If I’m remembering correctly.

[bitedownme]

ONE OF US‼ ONE OF US‼ I'm so hyped to see that you're in your fifthist arc. I have a few good SCPs and tales about fifthism!!

Why is Five Afraid of Seven? (Features our beloved starfish and 2747)

Fifthdation (also features 2747)

Fifthist family picnic (pretty funny)

The Broken Fifth (Features cotbg)

Beneath the Tides (really long and really good cosmic horror)

1 Staar Cuttt 2 5 (short and simple)

A Pathetic Attempt to Explain Fifthism (should be safe for newcomers)

Theogenesis

SCP 1425 (a classic)

SCP 2517

SCP 2456

SCP 3005 (also a mind fuck and classic)

SCP 3512 (beware of the content warnings, good story)

SCP 5800

SCP 5712 (adventures in the noosphere gone wrong)

SCP 5967

SCP 6659 (a lot of technobable though. Also adventures in the noosphere gone wrong)

SCP 6405 (pretty sure this also features 2747)

My binge-reading went super well. Apparently I already knew half of the SCPs listed there before (thanks Antimemetics Division that I know for a fact doesn't exist /j) The rest is like

WELL THEN...

[portuguesedisaster]

Oh for the love of... *Sigh*

This book has too many characters.

[definitely-not-an-alb]

Okay for real tho re: that AU thing. First off, college towns often have a lot of people who work at or adjacent to the college that aren't students or profs, pls give your characters some more interesting and fitting life paths if you MUST make it a college AU. Second off, hi, as my frequent screaming about the catch-22 library au (<-also known as my meatspace life) indicates, I'm qualified universal library personnel at a large university library, and I WILL ANSWER QUESTIONS (to the best of my abilities). Looking at the critty role authors here: if you want to know shit about

German higher ed

German libraries, specifically university libraries

Universal libraries and special libraries

What kind of silly job titles or such Caleb might end up with

Library- and Infoscience-equivalent of technobable for a modern Beau

pls hmu. You don't need to make everyone a Bachelor of Arts who works in a coffee shop!!!

[gnougnouss]

13 era lovers are convinced people who think previous seasons were superior do it because of nostalgia and it's so funny because like. There isn't even a year between the last episode of 12 and the first of 13. What nostalgia ?

Sorry some people just hate bland ass dialogue where 90% is the most character-less expositional technobable you could possibly think of and the 10% left is repetitive empty bland dialogue where they sound like they are in a therapy session rehashing their one and only character trait <3