#the entropy effect

[warpfactor9]

finest officers in the fleet, everybody

[fantasy-the-final-frontier]

“Spock,” he said, “you aren’t saying you haven’t had any sleep in six weeks, are you?”

“No, Captain.”

“Good,” Kirk said, relieved; and, after a pause, “Then what are you saying?”

“It will not be six standard weeks until day after tomorrow.”

- Vonda N. McIntyre, The Entropy Effect

[self-made-purgatories]

I just finished the first chapter of The Entropy Effect, the second book in the Star Trek novels series. So far in this book:

1. Kirk and Spock make a plan for a meeting with a person of some importance. In the middle of the meeting, Spock improvises a complete 180* change to their previous plan. Kirk follows his lead and just backs him up, no hesitation, trusting him to explain it later. (Perfectly normal captain - first officer bestie behavior, I'm sure.)

2. Kirk is reunited with a woman he used to have a crush on many years ago, and the two of them seem to be having some flirty chemistry. In the middle of their time together, Spock suddenly calls Kirk with a very mundane non-urgent request and Kirk basically goes, "Ope, my husband Spock needs me to go do something, guess I better drop everything and go, k byeeeeee"

3. Kirk and Spock have this adorable exchange:

"Mysteriouser and mysteriouser." He glanced at Spock, expecting a questioning gaze in response to his poor grammar. Kirk did not feel up to trying to explain Lewis Carroll to a Vulcan, much less Lewis Carroll misquoted. But then Spock said, straight-faced, "Curious, sir. Most curious, sir." Kirk laughed, surprise allowing him a sudden release of tension.

4. Bonus: Most of the crew is on shore leave. Bones is drunk.

5. Bonus bonus: Sulu has long hair and a (female) love interest. He is teaching her to fence, she is teaching him judo. She is "straddling his hips" (giving him a massage) by page 9. THEN she asks his first name. They are just friends!! for now. but, based on vibes, my guess is they are about ten pages away from fucking on the gymnasium floor. or maybe I've been reading too much fanfiction

This is all in chapter one.

Based on the image on the front cover (and the fact that the first novel in the series is the novelization of The Motion Picture), it appears this is a just-post-TMP-era story. The fact that this is older and wiser Kirk, Spock, and Sulu (and, in my headcanon, married Spirk) up to these shenanigans just warms my heart.

[lichqueenlibrarian]

Pull yourself together, Mr Spock!

[thewomancallednova]

reading The Entropy Effect (which is excellent so far) and it just fucking throws out there that Kirk‘s biggest regret is not joining his then-gf‘s polycule and also he said he could have loved everyone in it so this is a huge win for bi kirk

[japper2]

"Spock explains to Braithwaite in no uncertain terms that Starfleet vessels do not transport civilian prisoners as a matter of policy. However, Spock quickly changes his tune when he learns the identity of the prisoner, he convinces Kirk to accept the assignment. When the prosecutor leaves Kirk then asks Spock what that was all about. Spock explains that the prisoner, Dr. Georges Mordreaux, is a former teacher of his and one he had great respect for. Spock had been following his work ever since. The First Officer finds it impossible that his former mentor is guilty of the crimes of which he has been convicted. These crimes are promising his test subjects to send them back in time but murdering them instead and then the killing of the magistrates on Aleph Prime."

[electronickingdomfox]

The fact that something similar has happened in one of the novels...

“Here’s a fetching outfit for you,” McCoy said, handing him the dark brown tunic. “Less noticeable than starship-officer blue.” Spock took the shirt, with a quizzical expression, but he did not object to McCoy’s choice. “Are the warp engines in operating condition?” “Mr. Scott says they are.” The clean shirt was made of some silken material, gathered at the cuffs, with a restrained design of gold at wrists and collar. Spock put it on. “Haven’t seen you wear that before,” McCoy said. “Wearing it on the Enterprise would not be appropriate.” “Very becoming. Matches your eyes.”

Imagine Spock turns up to some event wearing like this

And McCoy's immediately on Jim like, "see I like it when Spock wears his Vulcan clothes! I'm going to add that to my request to starfleet that they drop required uniforms"

And Jim is just barely paying attention cos, "starfleet isn't going to stop the uniform policy, give it up."

McCoy's just rabbiting on as Spock joins, "it's antiquated, and it robs us of cultural exchange! Spock, you look lovely in your Vulcan gear."

"doctor, I bought this in Chicago?"

"Vulcan has a Chicago?"

"this is from earth, doctor, it is just a dress."

"well, you look lovely, will you sign my petition anyway?"

Jim interrupts at last "don't sign his petition, Spock!"

[mari-thesapphic-lady]

Rio: *sigh*

Rio: I miss my wife, sis.

Infinity: *stare at her*

Eternity: *starts laughing*

Rio: I miss her a lot.

[warpfactor9]

it is unclear whether bones was taunting spock or flirting with him here, but isn't that just spones for you?

[the-most-humble-blog]

You Are Being Haunted — and Science Can’t Save You.

You are being haunted. And you don’t even know it.

Not by ghosts. Not by demons. But by something far worse.

Something that follows you. From inside you. From before you were conscious — and long after you think you’re dead.

I. What Follows You Without Footsteps?

In quantum physics, there’s a term:

Superposition — the idea that particles can exist in multiple states at once, until observed.

Observation collapses the wave. But what collapses you?

Answer: Your shadow.

You think it’s a trick of the light. But in quantum terms, it’s something else:

A probability field. A projection. A permanently entangled copy of your presence in spacetime.

Not metaphor. Not poetry. Physics.

II. It Comes Back. Every Time.

You can try to change.

Move cities.

Get therapy.

Shave your head and call it rebirth.

But the shadow doesn’t care.

Because the shadow isn't a symptom. It’s a recording.

A data echo of everything you’ve been. And everything you're capable of being again.

If you’ve ever tried to escape yourself — Only to circle back into old habits, old wounds, old lusts — That wasn’t weakness. It was recursion.

And recursion is physics. Not failure.

III. Quantum Haunting Is Real. Here's the Data.

Not allegory.

Literal evidence exists.

Hiroshima, 1945.

When the atomic bomb dropped, thousands vaporized in microseconds. But their shadows did not.

人影の石 (Hitokage no Ishi) — The Human Shadow Etched in Stone.

A woman sitting near the Sumitomo Bank. Vaporized by thermal radiation.

But the stone steps behind her were bleached — except where her body shielded them.

Her final shape. Frozen into reality. A dark imprint of her last moment of life.

They call it: The Human Shadow of Death. The Blast Shadow.

But let’s be precise:

It wasn’t just a stain. It was a recording. Of presence. Of heat. Of witness.

And here’s what’s worse:

You’re leaving them, too. Right now.

IV. What Science Still Won’t Admit

There is no unified theory explaining consciousness.

We can split atoms. We can map genomes. But we can’t explain:

Why you dream of your ex.

Why trauma shows up as smell.

Why some memories scream without sound.

Why the past lives in your body.

There is no consensus on how the mind locates itself inside the body.

But evidence suggests:

There’s something watching you from within the field of you. Something that records every shame, lust, betrayal, fear — not emotionally, but energetically.

Your trauma? Not stored in the body. Encoded.

In the wavelength of your biofield. In the negative space of your choices. In your shadow print.

V. The Observer Effect (and Why You’re Fucked)

Quantum mechanics says:

Observation changes the outcome.

If that’s true…

What happens when you observe yourself?

Guilt. Self-hatred. Shame. Depression.

Those aren’t emotions. They’re echoes. They're your own wave function collapsing on itself.

And the more aware you become of who you’ve been — The darker the shadow that stands behind you.

VI. No One Escapes. Not Even The Enlightened.

Go meditate. Go fast. Go run barefoot through forests chanting mantras.

It won’t matter.

Even monks report psychological possession during shadow integration.

Carl Jung, the man who coined the term “the shadow self,” wrote:

“Until you make the unconscious conscious, it will direct your life — and you will call it fate.”

But Jung didn’t know quantum field theory.

If he did, he would’ve known:

You’re not just fighting patterns. You’re resisting a mirrored field embedded into the architecture of time.

And here's the kicker: You destroy it — you destroy yourself.

VII. The Human Shadow is Not Just Metaphor — It's Mechanism

Remember Hiroshima.

The shadow was left behind. Because the body absorbed the light.

That’s not poetic. That’s radiological fact.

Let me rephrase it for clarity:

The body was erased. The shadow stayed.

And still we ask:

Is the soul what survives death?

What if it’s not the soul?

What if it’s the shadow?

What if what stays behind isn’t divine — but undeniable?

What if you die… And what remains is everything you couldn’t face?

VIII. Ladies and Gentlemen, Meet Your Quantum Stalker

You call it:

Guilt

Anxiety

The past

A bad habit

But science has a term for it too:

Quantum entanglement.

The particles that make you… you Are never alone.

And if they once interacted with trauma? They are forever linked to the energy of that event.

Even when you leave the place. Even when the person dies. Even when you heal.

The field doesn’t forget.

And neither does your shadow.

IX. Why You Should Be Scared

Christopher Nolan's Oppenheimer told the story of the bomb.

But not the blast shadows.

Hollywood won't show you the real horror:

People permanently burned into stone — by light.

That’s not science fiction. That’s what’s left when energy remembers.

And energy always remembers.

You? You think you’re safe.

But the field has you documented.

Every word. Every orgasm. Every betrayal.

There is no deleting your shadow.

X. Final Revelation

You're haunted.

By what you've done. By what you've denied. By the part of you that watched you sin — and never blinked.

This is not metaphor. This is physics.

You are not being followed. You are being mirrored.

And the only way to kill your shadow?

Is to never cast one again. But to stop casting one…

You must destroy all light.

Including yourself.

And so it comes back.

Every time.

🧠 Call to Action

You are being watched. By a part of you that remembers what you’d rather forget.

Reblog if the idea of your own shadow now makes your skin crawl. Reblog if the physics of guilt suddenly makes sense. Reblog because maybe you’re haunted too — and you didn’t even know it.

⚠️ LEGAL DISCLAIMER:

This post is psychological horror, quantum theory satire, trauma field exploration, and sociocultural commentary. It is protected under the laws of literature, symbolic science, and emotionally accurate terror. If you’re uncomfortable, that’s your shadow blinking back.

[jakku-achoo]

I have been playing Blazblue Entropy (first Blazblue game ever) n I like her a lot

[lichqueenlibrarian]

Someone call the HR department.

[rbrooksdesign]

∑FEETc: Divisor Matrix Table (DMT): Source Of All Serendipity 4, digital + acrylic painting, July 4, 2025, Reginald Brooks



The source of all serendipity (Butterfly Effect) comes from the same (∑FEETc) as that that develops from careful planning.

∑FEETc

*Fractal

*Entanglement

*Entropy

*Time

*Consciousness

[taisakai]

Man I love blazblue entropy effect and Hazama gaming. So this is how I completed story mode.

Snakekicking final boss because I can and this is funny.

Just chilling. :]

I stomped through 1 and 2 phases because I need some anti-stress. Shitty gifs go!!

Peak gameplay.

[cerastes]

Permit me but 5 minutes of your time to show you what addiction to good games can do to a man

[nomiyakazehaya]

today's doodles 🙃

tried to do a mock up sprite/style emulation of twewy for the megatron doodle, until i derailed from my original intended goal so now we're here 😂