#the planets of sol: automaton

[nelomelohhh]

Sketched out THE space telescope ever!! Happy 35th anniversary, Hubble!!（＾＿＾）☆

[gamerspine]

November 2024 game releases

More info on Gamerspine 100 Cats Singapore - STEAM - 2024/11/01 Albatroz - XS STEAM PS5 - 2024/11/01 Duelite - STEAM - 2024/11/01 Farmagia - STEAM PS5 NSW - 2024/11/01 It's A Farmer Thing - STEAM - 2024/11/01 RAGDOLL UNIVERSE - STEAM - 2024/11/01 Fayrehaven - STEAM - 2024/11/03 Find The Flaw - STEAM - 2024/11/03 Bonesaw - STEAM - 2024/11/04 Mortality - STEAM - 2024/11/04 Munch - STEAM - 2024/11/04 One Socket - STEAM - 2024/11/04 Recurring Dream - STEAM - 2024/11/04 IMPETUM - STEAM - 2024/11/05 Lost Eidolons: Veil of the Witch - STEAM - 2024/11/05 Metal Slug Tactics - STEAM XONE PS5 NSW XS PS4 - 2024/11/05 Omega Luma : The First Battle - STEAM - 2024/11/05 8 Ball: Last Hope - STEAM - 2024/11/06 Falco Xolon - STEAM - 2024/11/06 Hidden Pinball - STEAM - 2024/11/06 Planet Coaster 2 - XS STEAM PS5 EGS - 2024/11/06 Run From Mummies - STEAM - 2024/11/06 Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: Splintered Fate - STEAM - 2024/11/06 Trash Goblin - STEAM - 2024/11/06 桌面方块 Desktop Blocks - STEAM - 2024/11/06 Atomic Picnic - STEAM - 2024/11/07 Goat Simulator: Remastered - PS5 EGS STEAM XS - 2024/11/07 Magical Bakery - STEAM - 2024/11/07 Mario & Luigi: Brothership - NSW - 2024/11/07 Metro Awakening - STEAM PS5 - 2024/11/07 Unrailed 2: Back on Track - STEAM - 2024/11/07 An Aisling - STEAM - 2024/11/08 FeedBack - STEAM - 2024/11/08 Nature Atelier - STEAM - 2024/11/08 Slitterhead - XS PS4 STEAM EGS PS5 - 2024/11/08 The Japanese Calligraphy - STEAM - 2024/11/08 Two Falls (Nishu Takuatshina) - EGS STEAM - 2024/11/08 beyond.frontiers - STEAM - 2024/11/10 Interpret - STEAM - 2024/11/10 Investigate - STEAM - 2024/11/10 Molest - STEAM - 2024/11/10 Everholm - STEAM - 2024/11/11 Newspaper Day - STEAM - 2024/11/11 In Sink - STEAM - 2024/11/12 Roll Five - STEAM - 2024/11/12 Security: The Horrible Nights - STEAM - 2024/11/12 Tetris® Forever - XONE XS NSW STEAM PS5 PS4 - 2024/11/12 The Rise of the Golden Idol - PS5 NSW XS XONE PS4 STEAM - 2024/11/12 Linked - STEAM - 2024/11/13 Songs of Silence - XS PS5 STEAM GOG - 2024/11/13 Temtem: Swarm - STEAM - 2024/11/13 Black Mountain Kings - STEAM - 2024/11/14 Codex Lost - STEAM - 2024/11/14 DRAGON QUEST III HD-2D Remake - STEAM PS5 XS NSW - 2024/11/14 LEGO Horizon Adventures - PS5 EGS NSW STEAM - 2024/11/14 Miniatures - STEAM - 2024/11/14 Petit Island - STEAM - 2024/11/14 Rage of the Dragons NEO - STEAM - 2024/11/14 Sorry We're Closed - STEAM - 2024/11/14 The Automaton of Second London - STEAM - 2024/11/14 Werewolves 3: Evolution's End - STEAM - 2024/11/14 Funko Fusion - NSW PS4 - 2024/11/15 Great God Grove - STEAM - 2024/11/15 Lumina Rush - STEAM - 2024/11/15 Skygard Arena - STEAM - 2024/11/18 I AM DOG - STEAM - 2024/11/19 Memories Of BUST - STEAM - 2024/11/19 Microsoft Flight Simulator 2024 - Microsoft Store STEAM XS - 2024/11/19 MySims: Cozy Bundle - NSW - 2024/11/19 Starpuffs - STEAM - 2024/11/19 Stray - NSW - 2024/11/19 Toads of the Bayou - STEAM - 2024/11/19 Towers of Aghasba - PS5 - 2024/11/19 Days Of Haze - STEAM - 2024/11/20 Fling with a Tiefling - STEAM - 2024/11/20 Genshin Impact - XS - 2024/11/20 S.T.A.L.K.E.R. 2: Heart of Chornobyl - GOG XS STEAM EGS Microsoft Store - 2024/11/20 Star Wars Outlaws - STEAM - 2024/11/21 堕天の牢獄 / Fallen Cage - STEAM - 2024/11/21 Crime: 1997 - STEAM - 2024/11/25 Hmph! Hmph! Yowai - STEAM - 2024/11/25 Critter Café - STEAM - 2024/11/26 Lone Hero Path - STEAM - 2024/11/26 Neon Blood - STEAM - 2024/11/26 Nine Sols - NSW XS PS5 XONE PS4 - 2024/11/26 Crystal Breaker - STEAM - 2024/11/27 Blue Hunter - STEAM - 2024/11/28 Jump & Fall - STEAM - 2024/11/28 One Boss One Fight - STEAM - 2024/11/28 Apocalypse Shop Simulator - STEAM - 2024/11/29 Iridio: Prologue - STEAM - 2024/11/29

[neutral-emerald]

mmmmmmmmmmmmmore roleswap. featuring looser art and More Characters!!!

i touched up the main swaps designs a little. sonic and shadow are pretty much the same apart from fixing up the way i drew their quills, and i fussed around a little with amy and silver’s clothes so i’m much more satisfied with them now. amy is not wearing a shirt and that is her RIGHT.

as for the other characters!!! maria is swapped with eggman. she spent her childhood being a massive prodigy in the world of academics, getting a doctorate at the age of twelve, but grew frustrated by people only viewing her accomplishments through the lens of Wow A Child Did This and after an offhanded comment by shadow, she decided to MAKE them respect her skills by taking over the damn planet. shadow thinks she should get a new hobby.

i didn’t draw eggman but he’s pretty much just a Terminally Ill Man who formed a Comically Ineffectual rivalry with the artificial hedgehog developed to cure his disease. you’d think it would make more sense to be like, friends? but no they’re out for each other’s throats.

rouge and tails are swapped! rouge is just a treasure hunter, she first meets shadow when they’re both seeking out the chaos emeralds (rouge because They Shiny, shadow because he’s trying to thwart maria’s nonsense) and decides that Oh I Am Your New Big Sister. somehow, she’s still the most sensible friend shadow has.

tails, or Agent Prower as he’s called in his Business Life, is definitely not a secret government agent! he’s just a very innocent and naive little kid. do not wonder what he keeps in that backpack. do not wonder where he got that little robot toy, or where your spare parts went. more seriously tho, he’s more of a trickster fox type, playing up the idea that he’s a little kid when he’s trying to make people underestimate him and acting like a smug bastard when people figure out he’s actually Gasp, A Spy. he does let his actual Nerd Self show on occasion, mostly when he gets his hands on faulty machinery, but having to do Sneaky Spy Stuff as a kid has taught him a thing or two about deception.

and some other swaps i’ve decided on but haven’t solidly designed yet are:

Omega & Knuckles, (omega is an ancient automaton constructed by an ancient society to protect the master emerald, knuckles is a mercenary maria hired before sonic heroes who decided to switch sides)

Blaze & Cream, (blaze is silver’s best friend with some minor pyromaniac tendencies, cream is the young princess of another dimension and guardian of the sol emeralds plus the chao that live there)

and Big & Marine (i’m gonna be honest here i haven’t gotten very far with that one i just wanted to keep the Team Rose/Silver swap going smoothly)

i’ll probably go into more detail about those swaps another time, sooner if people seem interested! that’s all for now thanks

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Cephalon Tach

Cephalon Tach liked to think that he ran a tight ship. Despite his Orbiter being hidden in the Void for… well, that particular sub-process had run out of memory long ago. Regardless, he’d kept the Orbiter cleaned both inside and out, using the meager resources available to build tiny cleaner drones that kept the ship spick and span.

Of course, many of these drones had been sacrificed over the centuries. Examples had to be made to keep the other automatons in check.

Yes, Tach was proud of his ability to bring order to the chaos that, he assumed, took hold in every Liset when left alone. Under his supervision, dust, dirt, and tiny cleaner corpses were cleaned away the moment they appeared.

That is, until-

“Tach!”

Cephalon Tach felt a grimace run through his circuits. Yes, order had reigned until a daemon of chaos broke down the castle gates.

The Tenno plopped into a seat next to the Comms, immediately putting their booted feet up on the console. “Tach,” they repeated in a sing-song voice. “Tach, tach, tachyon.”

“Operator.” Tach cut the song off, his tone that of a mother forced to look after her least favorite of her child’s friends. “I did just clean that console.”

“Why?” The Tenno popped a Fried Neptunian Jellyshrimp from their bag into their mouth, biting into it with a sharp crunch that sent shards of batter and shell into the air. “It’s not like I’ve left on a mission or anything.”

“Yes,” Tach growled, one of his drones immediately swooping out to clean up the mess in the making. “Yet somehow, there is always some amount of detritus that accumulates when you-” He cut off, buzzing angrily to himself. “By which I mean,” he continued, his tone friendly again, “a Cephalon’s work is never done, Operator.”

“Man, I feel that,” the Tenno sighed, flipping a lever on their seat that immediately dropped it into a reclined position. “Seems like all we do is work, work, work as long as Sol’s still shining.”

“Some more than others.”

“What was that?”

“I said,” Tach chirped, “it is impressive that you have picked up the idioms of the Solaris people so quickly.”

The Tenno brushed a bang away from their face, the grease of the Jellyshrimp acting to hold the lock of hair in place. “What can I say?” they said with a grin. “I’m a fast learner.”

One of Tach’s visual sensors narrowed in disgust, hidden from sight in a corner of the cockpit. “Should you not be meditating or… doing whatever it is the Tenno do when not in combat?”

“I was meditating.” Another puff of batter crumbs huffed into the air as the Tenno scoffed. “And I’ll be meditating later, after I’ve taken a break. Meditating is exhausting work.”

Tach stared at the Tenno in silence for a full 3000 clock cycles. “My core processes bleed for you, Operator.”

“See?” The Tenno snapped their greasy fingers, the sound muffled by the gloves of their bodysuit. “That’s why we’re such a good team, Tach. We get each other. We’re like Khora and Venari! Darvo and Clem!”

“Like a new Infestation strain and a Grineer troop galleon without sufficient quarantine procedures,” Tach replied, notes of excitement and disgust in his tone in equal measure.

“Like-” The Tenno cut off, glancing up at one of the Cephalon’s more visible sensors. “Is that another example of ‘Cephalon humor’, Tach?”

“I assure you, Operator,” Tach said quickly, “it would be hilarious if you had decades worth of processing time to analyze.”

The Tenno kept their eyes on the sensor for another second. “I’ll take your word for it,” they said eventually, upending the remaining contents of their junk food bag into their mouth without blinking. “Alright, back to the grind.” They stood, leaving the half-crumpled bag on the console as they turned to descent into the Transference Room. “Let me know if the Lotus has any new missions for us.”

Tach hesitated “The… Lotus, Operator?”

The Tenno froze. Tach’s sensors picked up a 5 degree drop in temperature around them, coupled with several of Tach’s carefully maintained lighting systems suddenly dimming. Both changes only lasted for a second, but to the Cephalon’s spinning processes, it felt as long as the centuries he’d spent alone in the Void. Distantly, 

and not through any particular sensor, 

Tach heard 

a soft 

tapping.

As quickly as it had happened, the moment passed. The Tenno chuckled, scratching the back of their head. “Sorry, old habits. Let me know if you pick anything up.”

“You shall be the first to know, Operator.” Tach followed the Tenno’s progress down the ramp, past the Arsenal, and into the Transference Room. He didn’t watch what the Tenno did on the other side. Instead, he busied a drone with cleaning up the results of the Tenno’s break.

Yes, Cephalon Tach had run a tight ship before the Tenno’s return. Where he had once been able to impose order, now a sort of barely maintained chaos seemed to reign. More than once, Tach had wondered how difficult it would be to just… disconnect that room while travelling between planets.

And yet, there was something about the Tenno that Tach felt he had to investigate. Something hidden; layers under layers of masks under masks that hid… What?

Well, that would be what he was investigating, wouldn’t it? Tach would keep maintaining the Liset, keep protecting and cleaning the Tenno, until he understood what exactly was so intriguing about them. 

Then, maybe, he would think of a way to kill them. 

Maybe. 

Perhaps not.

But perhaps?

Tach flushed the empty bag into space, on a collision course that would take it into the Origin System’s star. Yes, perhaps.

So I decided to write a quick Warframe drabble as a break from working on my novel, mostly so that this blog wasn’t just writing-related shitposts. I wanted something that started and ended in under 1K words, and surprisingly I managed to do it.

This one is mostly an introduction to Cephalon Tach, hence the title, and the Tenno, who I doubt will ever have a real name. I love Ordis, but for this “series” I wanted to be able to go in a different direction with the Cephalon. As for the Tenno, this is obviously post-Apostasy Prologue, with all of the TRAUMA that comes with THAT.

I’m planning on writing and posting one of these every so often. So, I guess, keep an eye out for that?

[datawesomenessdoe-blog]

TFtCS: Repeating Colors

   Stars soon lost their stretched shape and returned to their natural circular forms, the sudden jolt of immediate deceleration causing everyone held by the ship to jerk forward immediately afterwards. Below sat an odd world; once a tremendous cityscape, yet now all that remains is an uncountable number of metallic shards from the structures held by the dead planet, along with a gigantic crater between its north pole and equator.    “Davy do you have any idea what you’re doing!?” Aggravation consumes the oldest of the crew as his rows of teeth grit and grind together, his face clearly enraged with the abrupt slipspace jump.    “Listen-listen, we’re just ‘ere to find some salvage ‘n stuff, aight?” The driver’s optimism soon fades, now only in existence to mask the awkward afterthought of what she just did, along with a small smile and a pair of shrugging arms.    “Miss Davy, if it’s not too much to ask, may we stop by the memorial? If we’re going to be salvaging parts then we might as well gather some data.” Elo’s discomfort seems to have been replaced with a sense of curiosity. Maybe he’d rather spend time learning about this world in the safety of a museum rather than having a close-up view of the decayed ball of stone it was dedicated for.    “Leave it to the blunderer of pirates to take a mission to literally the biggest crisis in human history! Davy, do you realize the significance of this place!?” Melissa continues to forcefully scold her counterpart and her ridiculous one-man decision, leaving Jessie to let out an annoyed grunt, followed by the loud clank of falling metal.    “Okay okay, I can kind of see why I made you guys mad, buuut, the Vanguard is offering a lot of dosh for someone t’ check this place out.” Sweat drizzles down from the captain’s hair-fluffed forehead, more and more awkwardness punching her right across the jaw as her two hands both come together, palm-to-palm.    Jessie soon steps up behind the bulkhead behind Davy, his feet hitting deep and loud against the creaky floorboards before slamming it open.    “Elo, you’re getting dropped off down at the memorial museum. Mel, you’re going to keep watch over the ship. Davy, you and I are gonna head down to the surface. I’ll take a guess and say that the contract came with a beacon?”    The captain leans back in the swivel chair and taps her fingers together, eye bouncing from left to right and back over. She stands, all optimism now gone after forfeiting the idea of redemption.    “Uhh, y-yeah.”    Jessie takes place in the seat that was once occupied by his superior, the specified woman willingly stepping to the side. He soon flicks off the camera feed and brings them around the planet’s orbit, most-likely to arrive at the previously mentioned museum.    “Davy…” He sighs, limbs becoming less tense and relaxed. “I’m going to show you just why none of us want to come here, or why I didn’t want to come back. Instead of pulling us outta here, I feel like you need to know. The kid doesn’t need to know what’s down there, not in person.”    “Jessie, don’cha think you’re gettin’ a little too worked up over this? All we gotta do really is just go grab some stuff. Yeah I know that it’s kinda’ important, but still, we can handle it!”    The ship slows down once the planet’s artificially orbiting station comes into view, leading to Jessie slowly turning the chair to face his old comrade.    “Jones. I never said we couldn’t handle it, it’s just…” He looks down with another sigh and gently brings both hands together, his voice softening. “This place brings some bad memories… Some memories that have haunted me since…” Jessie looks back up, his eyes shining and wet, though, no tears fell. “Taking anything from this world is… Well it’s offensive. So many people died here, yet you just wanna take a piece of it for some money.”    “Well look at it this way, the Vanguard set up a commission, and the pay shows that whatever we need ta’ grab is clearly worth it; maybe we’re doin’ some good, ya’ know?” Davy gives another shrug to her cooperate, face no longer showing distraught. The short man turns back towards the wheel to move the craft forward through the midst of tiny metal particles, the ultimatum being the obvious museum.    They’re eventually pulled into one of four cylindrical airlocks, leaving the first round door to close behind them as the innermost entrance splits open. Jessie reactivates the camera feed and speaks to the newest of their group.    “Hey kid; stop’s here.” The droid smiles with his singular eye and takes hold of his Davy-gifted tablet before heading up the stairs and eventually, out through the ship’s side door. “And make sure to take plenty of notes!” Jessie chuckles and hoists himself onto two feet, now looking down and waving to the innocent automaton, and as expected, receives a wave back. The ship is soon lifted back off from the landing platform that briefly rested its four deployable legs and charged through the same airlock, leading back to the open void.    The sets of trapezoid-shaped windows face directly towards the planet, letting the two captains stare as the sun rises overhead. Light unveils the shattered world above, revealing a graveyard of thousands of ships, along with huge stretches of material that wind back down to the planet. Jessie looks over to a secondary monitor to his left, the screen holding shape of their contract. The large central visor reveals an image of the planet, and after entering the given coordinates, informs them of the beacon’s location.    The five-engined ship quickly swoops down towards the decimated world below. The Homebound slid above a broken street and between an array of buildings, all of which have been mostly yanked from the ground. The sun hadn't reached their half of the planet yet, so Jessie had to rely on the ship’s two high-powered headlights in order to see. All around them sat human-like outlines, cascaded and preserved from the many years of unbreathable darkness. Davy gulped, though the silence between the two friends was soon broken by a call on the rightmost monitor.    “Haha!” A familiar figure soon came into view, the one cylindrical eye and three triangular panels revealing it to be none other than Brother! “I knew you guys would take on that listing!” A large boom came through the High General’s shaking screen, forcing his attention off-screen. “Get the plasma cannons online NOW!” He then turned back to Davy and Jessie. “Alright you two, look. I really should have gone down there myself, but conflict has overtaken my rare free-time, but you ABSOLUTELY NEED to check something for me. A huge surge of solar polarity has been detected over New Harmony, and in case you couldn’t tell, I only have about a third of the corresponding armament.”    “Great. So first Nemesis grabs a Shard of Luna, and now there could be someone with a piece of Sol.” Jessie stops the Homebound's movement as he speaks to the Sapient Intelligence.    “Precisely. I need you to go scout out the scene and see just what in the Forerunner’s name is happening down there! If anything happens then call me. If I don’t respond, then go straight to the High Commander himself, understood!?” The two pirates nod to their life-saving ally as the various wires that sit under his frame begin to glow neon orange. “Now if you’ll excuse me...” Brother bends his right arm and aggressively straightens it out, causing an aura of orange to form around it. “...I have some business to attend to.” The call then ends.    “Ha! I told you that coming ‘ere would be good!” Davy’s smile returns as she pushes a single finger against Jessie’s nose. However, that burst of joy and triumph soon fades in exchange for even more discomfort than prior. “Wait-wait-wait. So you’re telling me…” She forces herself into a worried pause, only to mumble out the rest of the thought.    “...We could have another Nemesis on our hands?”

[awesome-voleaksan-blog]

Documentary History Channel Aliens

An article titled "7 Colossal Misinterpretations about Outsiders" by Natalie Wolchover has showed up as of late on a few sites including Space.com; Life's Little Secrets (prime site); and the Huffington Post (shortened to only five). It's about how researchers see the presence and nature of cutting edge ET instead of the more typical impression of the colossal unwashed. The accompanying remarks are my tending to of the regular misguided judgments raised. How about we check whether I concur or can't help contradicting the decisions, and most vital, why. Gracious, obviously the "THEY" alluded to is our smart and mechanically progressed ET.

THEY Won't NOT EXIST: Oppose this idea

This is the main instance of the glorious seven with researchers supporting wagers. They "may" not exist. At that point too they "may" exist.

Approve, we have no real outsider bodies on the section in the lab, so the presence of outsiders to date is unadulterated hypothesis. With regards to life in the universe, we need to conjecture from a factual specimen of one - earthbound life. Extrapolating from a factual specimen of one is laden with peril. In any case, while doing the math, such huge numbers of stars, such a large number of planets, so much time, so much space, such an extensive amount the 'right stuff' accessible forever as-we-probably am aware it, that, not very many researchers would wager their family cultivate that earthbound life, and earthly canny life, and earthly smart existence with cutting edge innovation was the notorious IT in the universe on the loose.

Positively SETI (Scan for ExtraTerrestrial Insight) researchers, one of which highlighted noticeably in the first paper, wouldn't embrace the "we are distant from everyone else" situation. It would make a joke of their own one of a kind picked calling and professions. The conceivable presence of ET may presently simply come down to unadulterated measurements, however those insights have been crunched and twofold crunched and tripled crunched over and over and again by the best science as of now accessible to us. The decision, well SETI researchers have voted to put their chance, endeavors and vitality into, and wager on, the "we are not the only one" alternative.

At long last, on the off chance that you receive the quantum (material science) mantra, anything that isn't prohibited is necessary; anything that can happen, must happen. Life isn't illegal; life can happen - we're verification; hence life must happen over and over and once more.

THEY WON'T COME 'Face to face': Oppose this idea

By "come", the accord is that fragile living creature and-blood outsiders will strongly go through silicon and metal surrogates that are themselves built misleadingly keen (AI), in this manner sparing the organic outsiders a considerable measure of time, cost, exertion, vitality and peril. Conveying zillions of mechanical AI space tests to investigate the world while the fragile living creature and-blood outsiders remain at home however runs counter to what we people do. Of course, we put gigantic measures of assets into silicon and steel. Mechanical tests are regularly our eyes and ears from unmanned military automatons to spy-in-the-sky satellites to tests to the planets and into the profundities of the sea. In any case, there is simply something sufficiently insane about the human condition that people demand seeing and hearing for themselves, regardless of the possibility that supplemented by innovation, the marvels of, whatever.

Beyond any doubt we sent unmanned tests to the Moon - yet we took after by sending people face to face. Beyond any doubt we send unmanned tests to Mars - however people will go there face to face in the end. Beyond any doubt we investigate the sea's chasm with automated submersibles, however people still go down to look into close and individual at RMS Titanic, even unto the most profound parts of the sea trenches. Beyond any doubt we can, and do, send instrumentation into the core of huge tornadoes, however that hasn't ceased 'storm chasers' from purposely embeddings themselves into the vortex of dangerous twisters, at times as an excite, all the more regularly as not to propel the art of meteorology and determining. People always put themselves in danger despite the fact that robots improve and less expensive. That is the pith of the inquiry "Why climb Mount Everest?" The appropriate response, as usual: "In light of the fact that it's there". Presently obviously to do these sorts of things requires innovative enlargement, from warm garments (Mount Everest) to scuba outfit (investigating the Incomparable Obstruction Reef) to strengthened steel holders that keep out the outside condition (investigating RMS Titanic or setting off to the Moon). Be that as it may, the natural substance remains cased inside.

In the event that outsiders develop a high IQ and an advanced innovation, at that point they no uncertainty will want to investigate and see what's on the opposite side of the slope and climb their own particular Mount Everest. Maybe right off the bat by surrogates; yet in the event that they have one tenth the interest and drive of people, they will strongly go face to face by snare or by evildoer. Mechanical tests may illuminate ET that the third shake from a stellar body called Sol has a biosphere, yet ET will need to see with itself own eyes, sometime.

Presently I may yield that by means of cutting edge bioengineering capacities, outsiders could expand themselves with innovation to such a degree, to the point that they may be almost counterfeit developments - our manufactured hip joints and dentures and plastic heart valves taken to their intelligent decision. The Daleks of "Specialist Who" are a prime illustration. Maybe their psyche could be downloaded into something more lasting than wetware like programming a vital part of a silicon and steel PC. Yet, the key piece is that their organic substance (their brain) stays in place and strongly goes.

THEY WON'T MATE WITH US: Oppose this idea

Outsider natural chemistry wouldn't be completely indistinguishable to our organic chemistry, or deciphered, their hereditary qualities wouldn't be totally indistinguishable to our hereditary qualities. Much the same as people can't mate and imitate with petunias, however both are earthbound living things and offer DNA, people are even more averse to have the capacity to mate with ET. Anyway, for what reason do I differ with this most evident of the self-evident? Four reasons: 1) Hereditary building; 2) Folklore; 3) Present day creature mutilations and 4) UFO snatchings. Taking each thusly...

Hereditary Designing: If ET is innovatively best in class enough to get from that point (wherever that is) to here, at that point it's coherent to expect that they are mechanically exceptional in loads of territories - like hereditary building. Approve, people can not normally mate with petunias. Be that as it may, accepting they needed to; couldn't our geneticists take a human regenerative cell and the conceptive cell of a petunia, and control both to such a degree, to the point that a union between the two may be conceivable? Approve, that is quite far out, yet geneticists have effectively joined two different species qualities into one - the 'Frankenfish', licensed as the GloFish, consolidating the Zebrafish with different qualities of fluorescence proteins from different species rings a bell as only one illustration. All things considered, the field is known as creating hereditarily altered living beings (GMO's)! Much discussion seethes about GMO's as human sustenances. That aside, in principle, a human-petunia combo is conceivable. We share some hereditary qualities and DNA with the petunia.

Folklore: One would be unable to discover a culture who's folklore did exclude cases of their 'divine beings' mating with us minor mortals. Greek folklore is an easy decision given the ever randy Zeus. Scriptural folklore additionally records sex between the 'children of god' and the 'little girls of men'. Presently do researchers acknowledge the majority of the multi-a large number of gods of the world's societies as heavenly elements? - Likely not. That at that point leaves them a decision between these divinities being as 100% anecdotal as the Easter Bunny and Sherlock Holmes, or else they are outsiders. To me, likelihood manages that the more legitimate alternative of the two is ET - a hypothesis that likewise comprehends the Fermi Oddity - "where is everyone?"

The Fermi Catch 22 can be summed up basically enough just by hypothesizing the presence of no less than one other mechanically propelled extraterrestrial progress in our Smooth Way World that is more seasoned than our development by no less than a couple of a large number of years and with similar sorts of 'strongly going' drives as we people have (i.e. - plain old interest, the "what's on the opposite side of the hill?"). On the off chance that that by itself is taken as guaranteed and that's it, at that point similarly as people investigated and colonized Planet Earth in a minor division of the World's presence (likewise organisms, bugs, winged creatures, and so on.), mechanically able extraterrestrials would have investigated and colonized the Smooth Path Universe in a little part of its reality, even at say undulating out at one to 10% the speed of light. Planet Earth is a piece of that Smooth Way Cosmic system, so "where is everyone?"

On account of people concealing Earth, we don't have to ask "where is everyone?" We're all over the place. On account of ET, we do ask "where is everyone?" They ought to be here. Researchers say they're not, never have been, and in this manner they need to clarify the Fermi conundrum by different means. On the opposite side of the fence, the individuals who see confirm in those 'antiquated space explorers' and in UFOs have no Catch 22 with which to need to grapple with.

Creature Mutilations: Creature mutilations are positively very much archived, and the cause(s) are secretive no doubt. In the event that human offenders, for what reason hasn't anybody been caught, attempted and sentenced infringement of creature welfare laws, decimation of private property (if domesticated animals) and trespass? On the off chance that normal predators are to be faulted - well that ought to be grisly evident assuming genuine and no debate ought to along these lines result. On the off chance that extraterrestrials, well that clarifies a considerable measure that common predation can't care for exactness cuts and absence of blood and no foot/paw prints and no indications of a battle, however it additionally leaves uber questions unanswered. Probably, it has a comment with ET enthusiasm for earthly natural chemistry and hereditary qualities.

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